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I’m open to take ship requests!!!

I WILL NOT DO:
Madeleine x any woman (nwlnw headcanon)
Incest
Madeleine x Minor
Madeleine x OC

I WILL DO:
Rarepairs
Madeleine x Non binary
Way too much Buttereleine
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Day 1 - Orgasm Control - Butter Roll x Madeleine
Day 2 - Coming Untouched - Butter Roll x Madeleine
Day 3 - Threesome - Madeleine x Menthol x Doughael
Day 4 - Voyeurism - Clotted x Madeleine + Espresso
Day 5 - Finger Sucking - Madeleine x Doughael
Day 6 - Humiliation - Royal Margarine x Madeleine
Day 7 - Bloodplay - Butter Roll x Madeleine
Day 8 - Webcam - Espresso x Madeleine
Day 9 - Tentacles - Madeleine x Licoricr
Day 10 - Punishment - Butter Roll x Madeleine + Espresso
Day 11 - Come Licking - Ship Undecided
Day 12 - Kneeling - Ship Undecided
Day 13 - Dom bottom/Sub top - Espresso x Madeleine
Day 14 - Omegaverse - Dark Choco x Madeleine
Day 15 - Object Insertion - Licorice x Madeleine
Day 16 - Remote Control - Clotted Cream x Madeleine
Day 17 - Messy sex - Red Velvet x Madeleine
Day 18 - Undecided (Dom+Sub/Genital Torture)
Day 19 - Sensory Deprivation - Doughael x Madeleine
Day 20 - Mirror Sex taken too literally - Crimson Knight x Madeleine
Day 21 - Rimming - Ship undecided
Day 22 - Quiet Sex - Madeleine x Espresso
Day 23 - Praise Kink - Madeleine x Herb
Day 24 - Gags - Silent Salt x Madeleine
Day 25 - Double Penetration - Madeleine x Butter Roll x Red Velvet
Day 26 - Lingerie - Madeleine x Clotted Cream
Day 27 - Hair Pulling - Madeleine x Butter Roll
Day 28 - Multiple Orgasms - Ship undecided
Day 29 - Full-Body Bondage - Madeleine x Butter Roll OR Doughael
Day 30 - Degradation - Madeleine x Licorice
Day 31 - One-sided Obsession - Madeleine x Butter Roll

Requests for undecided ships/days are appreciated!

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Butter Roll smashes his lips against Madeleine’s, not allowing the blond to process the moment before their tongues were clashing and dancing around one and other. The larger cookie pushes Madeleine onto his soft mattress. A wave of heat washes over Madeleine at the familiarity of his bedding. Their tongues continue to ‘fight’ for dominance, however it was mostly Butter Roll tasting as much of Madeleine’s mouth as possible. Madeleine was already desperately whining into Butter Roll’s mouth like a pathetic, lonely puppy who was lost from its mother.

Madeleine manages to rip himself away for a split moment, “B-Butter Roll, what are you doing?! It’s the middle of the day, bless the Celestials!”
Butter Roll grunts in response, his lips travelling down Madeleine’s neck to leave marks and trails of hot saliva.
“Shut up… shut up and stay still…” The scientist mumbles against Madeleine’s neck. The vibrations make the paladin shiver.
“H-hmnh… Butter Rollll… Ge-geNTly….” He moans out. Butter Roll discards the plead like it was junk-mail. He throws his glove aside and slips his hand down Madeleine’s pants. He was taking advantage of this being one of the few moments during daylight where Madeleine was without that wretched armour. He feels around Madeleine’s soaking wetness, all while he was leaving dark marks on Madeleine’s neck.
“I-I have a- hmmmeeting tomorroww… a-aHH!!!”
Butter Roll had done this so many times that finding the paladin’s clit was muscle memory.
“I told you to shut up… We’ll talk when I feel like talking…”
Madeleine bites his lip, his nod so shaky that he may as well of stayed still. Butter Roll’s large hand was so surprisingly delicate with his sensitive clit.
“H-hohhh…” His head lulls back. Butter Roll takes advantage of the new surface area on his neck, his fingers speeding up as a sort of reward.
“I-inside… I-I need your fingers i-insiDE!!” Madeleine’s noises were increasing more and more by the second. He was squirming around on Butter Roll’s hand, causing the dominant cookie to grab his hips with his free hand and hold the paladin in place. He could tell Madeleine was close, and so he removed his stimulating hand.
“N-nu… noo…. B-Butter Rolll… whyyyy…” He whines. What a pathetic display for the Knight Commander, “Please…. I-I need… I need to cum…”
“You don’t need anything.” The scientist interrupts. The dirty, pathetic display…. only turned him on more. As much as he wanted to fuck Madeleine’s lack of brains out, this was much more satisfying of a display.
“But… I suppose I’ll let you cum. For a favour.”
Madeleine immediately nods and agrees, “Yes!! Anything, anything for you!!”
Butter Roll smirks. A favour at any given time grom the esteemed Knight Commander… how perfect. He slips his hand back into Madeleine’s pants. Two of his fingers curve inside his throbbing hole, making a ‘come here’ motion. His thumb softly rubs the swollen nub. It wasn’t long until Madeleine’s eyes had rolled back, and his entire body was quivering.
“O-oh..!! OH!!! H-HAHH!! B-Butter RoLL!!! Oh, bless the Light!!!”
Butter Roll tunes out Madeleine’s excessive moans, focusing on that needy face and his adorable quivering….

….That favour wouldn’t be held for too long.

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Madeleine was incredibly pent up - getting straight to the point. He had spent all day receiving dirty messages from a… ‘friend’ of his. Every 10 minutes or so, he would receive a message from Butter Roll. At first it was tame comments, ‘I want you’, ‘I miss your lips’, and whatnot. That was in the morning. It was now the evening, and the message thread was filled with dick pics, shirtless photos, and in depth paragraphs on how he was going to get fucked. Madeleine’s heart was racing. He couldn’t wait for Butter Roll to show up…

He was waiting in a hotel room downtown. To him, it was cheap. To Butter Roll it was the sort of place he would stay while splurging for a tri-annual vacation. Madeleine’s top few buttons were undone, and his cock was aching. He had to discard his belt hours ago purely to keep it contained. He promised Butter Roll that he wouldn’t jack off all day….

The door is suddenly slowly unlocked, and thinking of the devil, Butter Roll walks in. His hair was slightly messy, but besides that he was still fully dressed. A low whine emerges from Madeleine because of this. Butter Roll works on unbuttoning his coat as he sits on the bed and pulls his ‘friend’ onto his lap. The paladin squeaks slightly, however has no reaction time before their lips are smashed together. His hands shakily reach up for Butter Roll’s shoulders, but he’s immediately pinned down by his wrists. Madeleine moans into Butter Roll’s mouth.
“M-mmhh… nmmissed you…” He whimpers, his breath hot against Butter Roll’s lips. Butter Roll smirks.
“You’ve been such a good boy for me, mm?”
Madeleine’s eyes widen. His cheeks had completely flushed. The truth is… Despite often makeout sessions with Butter Roll, he was a complete virgin. They’d never passed second base, for one reason or another.
Was it normal to already be so close?
“A-ahh.. Ye-yesss… I-I’m a good boyy…”
Butter Roll scoffs, his grip on Madeleine’s wrists tightening.
“Look at how horny you are…. Like a damn mutt in heat. It’s cute.” He mumbles. “Bark for me, mutt.”

Madeleine feels an intense wave of pleasure wash over him. He stutters, “B-bark..?”
“Mhm.”
“H-hnnh… B-barkk… yip yip… h-hahh… Arfff arf…”
Butter Roll lets out a low chuckle, leaning in closer to Madeleine’s ear, “Good doggy.”

Madeleine sees white. His cheeks fill up with pure humiliation and he bites down on his lip hard to mute his noises. His legs had instinctively wrapped around the scientists waist and started squeezing hard.

Butter Roll actually loses his facade slightly, before his smirk returns wider and ever.
“My, my!! Have you already came, Madeleine Cookie? I’ve not even touched you! Are you really that turned on by all this?” He teases.
“Not fair…” Madeleine mumbles. “You’ve been sending me dirty pictures all day and haven’t let me do anything about it…”

Butter Roll rubs his thumb over Madeleine’s lower lip. “Don’t pout. You’ve certainly shown yourself worthy to be railed, sweetheart. If you still want it, that is.”

Madeleine’s cheeks heat up. He slowly nods, “…Fine. I love you. Even when you’re an asshole.”

“I love you too.” Butter Roll replies, before pressing his lips against Madeleine’s in another passionate embrace.

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Madeleine gasps as he’s pushed down onto Menthol’s hard cock. When he infiltrated the order, this certainly isn’t how he expected to be caught… Doughael smirks, tracing Madeleine’s bottom lip with their thumb. They let out a soft chuckle as his tongue slips out a little.. Along with his soft squirms.

It was supposed to be easy. In, and then out. Yet here he was, sat on a complete stranger’s dick, softly twitching and whining.

Menthol wasn’t exactly big. Maybe half an inch over average. But not big. Definitely not big enough to make an esteemed, well built man cry out in moans without any sort of movement. The noises didn’t exactly turn him off, though…. He places his head onto Madeleine’s shoulder.
“Witches, you’re noisy….” He mumbles into Madeleine’s ear.
Doughael shakes their head, “Brother Menthol Cookie… that’s no way to speak to a future member of our flock…” They speak while gently squeezing Madeleine’s tongue. A smirk grows on their face as they lower themself onto their knees.

Madeleine’s eyes flutter shut. He felt everything tenfold - each of Menthol’s fingers tracing his chest for a moment before sliding down to his hips and slowly moving them on the cock impaling him… His head lulls back.
“H-hahhh!! F-fuckkk!!”

Doughael chuckles. Their hands find Madeleine’s belt and have no struggle undoing it. The same goes for his zipper, and then pulling his pants and boxers down. His throbbing cock springs free, making them smirk even wider, if that was even possible.
“My, my… you’re certainly hung, mm?”
They lean in, kissing the tip of Madeleine’s cock, which was dribbling out precum. Madeleine feels his heart pounding in his chest. Doughael continues the deep kiss on Madeleine’s tip, his tongue swirling around it before releasing it with a ‘pop’. The paladin was shaking with need.
“W-why… why’d you stop….” He moans
“So needy… your ass is already getting pounded but you still want more. You’re gonna have to repent for days if you ever want to live this down!” They tease, “If you want my lips… beg for them.”

Madeleine moans out. His hand finds their hair, grabbing onto it and tugging softly.
“N-nhh… pl… please!! Please s-suck me off!! A-ahh!! H-hnn…. I-I need… I need it…!”

Menthol had completely tuned out anything else. His sole focus was on the stimulation on his cock. The feeling of Madeleine clenching around him… it was so perfect. He needed more. His grip tightens, and he begins to move Madeleine faster. Madeleine gasps, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Doughael smirks. How pathetic… He couldn’t even beg while in this state. They lean in, taking Madeleine’s cock inch by inch until they’d swallowed the entire length. They splutter around it slightly, before slowly bobbing their head.

“H-hahh!!! Oh dear Celestials…. O-oh..!!!”
Madeleine bites his lip. Menthol was panting into his ear, he was filled by cock, and his own was being toyed with by soft lips… He couldn’t even try and hold back his cum. Despite the spontaneous element of his orgasm, Doughael still manages to swallow the load.

Madeleine thought it was over, but… Menthol was still pounding him… His face fills with heat, now all he had to focus on was the cock pounding him over and over.
He whines loudly. Without being given any recovery time, he mumbles, “M-Menthol… I’m gonna cum…”
Menthol shuts his eyes. His glasses were steamed, and his balls were throbbing and full. He suddenly holds Madeleine in place as he blows his load as deep as possible. Madeleine comes at the very same time.

It was certainly a different way to infiltrate the order, but the deed was done….

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Clotted Cream lets out a shaky moan as he pushes inside of Madeleine. The paladin yelps slightly, and his arms reached up to wrap around Clotted Cream’s neck, only to bring his face closer. The consul hadn’t yet moved, and yet both men were letting out quiet whimpers and moans. Madeleine leans up to softly nip at Clotted Cream’s lips, clearly trying to start up a kiss. Clotted Cream gently shakes his head, burying into Madeleine’s neck.

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Espresso had a smile on his face. a GENUINE smile. It had become a VERY rare occurrence for him to come home from work smiling, ESPECIALLY when he was coming home early. Well, he wasn’t happy about being let go from work early. But he was /still/ happy. A new coffee shop had opened up RIGHT next door, and they ACTUALLY make a good espresso! He would have to go there with his dear husband eventually…. He unlocks the door, and obviously opens it without hesitation. He walks towards the bedroom, of which the door was left a smidge open.

He freezes at the sound of moaning. Another man moaning. A man that wasn’t him or Madeleine moaning.

This is the part where he’s supposed to be upset, right? The part where he’s supposed to barge in and yell at Madeleine until he’s begging him to stay. The part where he’s supposed to get a divorce, post a story about it on Breaddit, and have the story uploaded to BakeTok with a slime video in the background? But… none of that was in Espresso’s mind. He slowly peeks into the door, only to see…

Consul Clotted Cream Cookie?

It was barely a secret that Espresso was NOT fond of the man. At all. But seeing him like this? Moaning into his husband’s neck? Well, it turned him on, frankly. He slowly reaches his hand down to stroke his own bulge through his pants. He hadn’t jacked off in years… No need to, but… This occasion was so very different.

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Madeleine moans out as Clotted Cream finally starts moving. His arms tighten and his legs move to wrap around the consul’s waist.
“M-my knight… ahh.. Y-you.. you feel so good…” Clotted Cream whines against Madeleine’s neck. The room was filled with the sounds of soft thrusting, Madeleine’s noisy whimpers, and rushed breathing.
“A-ahhh… P-please… go.. go /fasterrr/!” Madeleine gasps out.
While anybody else would smirk at that point and start going at a rapid speed, Clotted Cream moans loudly into Madeleine’s neck. He does speed up his movements, yes, but much less than one would expect. It seems to please the paladin, though. He moans out, and his head lulls back.

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Espresso was barely lasting. His hand was all over his cock, and his husband’s gentle noises were bringing him closer than ever.
“Please…” Espresso mumbles ever so silently to himself.

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“H-hahh.. C-consul… I-I’m go-gonna.. mmNHH.. I’m-” Madeleine’s noisy whines were silenced by Clotted Cream’s lips smashing against his own. He whines into the other man’s mouth, while his legs tighten around his waist.
Clotted Cream draws back for a vague moment, “Me too, my knight…” Their lips reattach, and Clotted Cream’s movements finally speed up to an expected pace. Madeleine loudly moans into the kiss, he was unable to warm Clotted Cream of his orgasm. Ropes of hot semen shoot out his cock right onto the smaller man’s stomach. Clotted Cream’s eyes clench shut as he slams all the way into Madeleine and has an orgasm of his own, which quickly overfills Madeleine’s tunnel and makes its way outside his hole.

Espresso himself had finished a while ago. And after the orgasm, the anger had certainly found its way in…

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Madeleine moaned into Doughael’s mouth. Their tongues were gliding together in a tender dance. Their Eminence had him sat in one of the pews - right in the corner of it at that. The room was empty. The only sound that filled the large hall was the wet noises of their tongues together.

Of course, Madeleine was already hard as a rock. It didn’t take much to get him hard, you could breathe on him accidentally and he’d pop a boner, really. It wasn’t satisfying to Doughael to see him hard. They wanted more. They pull back: strands of saliva connected their mouths.
“You’re quite adorable like this… Needy… Quiet… Submissive.” They emphasised the last word by gently stroking his bottom lip with their thumb, “Quite like a mutt. Bark for me, mutt.”
Madeleine’s cheeks went hot with colour. He mumbles, “Bark… for you…?”
They reached a hand down and rubbed his bulge.
“Bark.”
“A-ahh!! H-hbgghh… a-arf.. arf arf… w-woof… mmhhh…”
“What a good boy!” They praised. “Good boys get treats, don’t they, mutt?”
The paladin desperately nodded. He needed more friction. Just as he was about to move his hips, Doughael grabbed onto his thigh with one hand, keeping him still.
“So eager… what shall your reward be, mm?” They spoke teasingly slow, before a smirk grew on their face. “Open wide, sweet paladin…”
Madeleine, of course, immediately obeyed. He opened his mouth, which allowed Doughael to place two fingers inside.
“Now suck.”
Madeleine whimpered around the digits. He shut his mouth, and swirled his tongue around the fingers, making sure to absorb their taste.
He hadn’t even noticed that he had clenched his eyes shut by the time he’d opened them to gaze at his lover. Seeing their smirk, he couldn’t help himself. He took the fingers as far as possible and grabbed their hand for support. Doughael gasped.
“My, my, what a needy mutt!” They chuckled. Their free hand moved into Madeleine’s long blond strands, and slowly ruffled it. Madeleine grew more needy with the words. His sucks became more rough and desperate.

After a moment he pulled back to lick up their palm and gently lap between their fingers.
“You’re quiet today.” They spoke. “Looks like I’ll have to change that.”

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Madeleine whined as Royal Margarine fitted himself inside the paladin. He was smaller than the knight - it wasn’t like Madeleine towered over him, but it made their position slightly uncomfortable. The entire thing was quite… awkward, in fact. They were both tipsy and pent up, but their discussions had no chemistry.

Madeleine wasn’t exactly enjoying it either. Royal Margarine was smaller than most other guys he’d taken, and his movements were jerky and unevenly paced… The displeased expression on the wyvern rider’s face too was off-putting.
“Stop,” Madeleine suddenly speaks out, “Just… stop.”

Royal Margarine immediately pulled out. He looked a little upset, despite the hypocrisy in it.
“If you weren’t enjoying it, you could’ve said so instead of clenching around me like a bitch in heat…”
Madeleine didn’t respond to that immediately. In fact, instead of getting mad, he only felt his blood rushing right back down to his newly sensitive cock.
“What did you say?”
“I said-” Royal Margarine had began to snap, before his eyes drifted down and focused on Madeleine’s erection, “You’re like a needy bitch in heat. You utterly disgust me.” A smirk had grown on his face. He crawled back onto Madeleine, who had lay down upon the action. He then took the paladin’s face into his hands.
“Look at how needy you are… Such a dirty boy…” This time, Royal Margarine entered the paladin slower and more teasingly. His thrusts followed that painful pace and it was obvious that it was driving Madeleine crazy. But in a good way, perhaps.

“Fa… faster…” He managed to mumble.
“Faster, mm? Only if you ask nicely. You’re lucky to be in this position, you know.”
“A-ahh!! Please!! Faster!!! Pre… pretty please!!” Madeleine stumbled. In reward for his words, Royal Margarine had drastically sped up. Madeleine’s head lulled back as his hands lifted to dig into Royal Margarine’s back.
“Better… You’re already close, mm? Like a dirty mutt…”
Madeleine’s head was spinning. It wasn’t anything too intense and yet he was already…
“I’m go.. gonna cum…” He whined out.
“Already?” Royal Margarine asked, slowing down his movements. “Beg for it. Beg for your release like a good mutt.”
Madeleine could feel himself throbbing, so very close to his orgasm. Usually he would deny the imperative, but… Not today.
“Please… Please!!! I’m so close!! I… I wanna cu..m!! I’ve been such a good mutt!! I promise!!! I-I’ll be your dirty slut forever…!”
Madeleine never had to really wait for Royal Margarine’s response, as through his words he had already came onto his stomach…

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Butter Roll smirked. He grabbed onto Madeleine’s shaking face, so he could lift it. He then raised the carving knife in his hand up to Madeleine’s neck. After discovering the little ability of the paladin’s, Butter Roll couldn’t help but grow… curious. The ability to naturally recover and regenerate lost dough and jam, at a rapid pace? That he had to see with his own eyes. He slowly dug the blade into Madeleine’s neck, causing the knight commander to let out a sheepish moan.

Wait, what? Butter Roll jumped back slightly. Did he actually just… moan?
He regained his smirk shortly, and dug the knife deeper into Madeleine’s neck to draw jam. Madeleine gasped, attempting to reach up to grab at the handle, only to remember his hands were currently restrained.
“You’re into this, aren’t you?” Butter Roll spoke with a cruel smirk.
Madeleine nodded, “A little… I don’t know… I’ve not had somebody try and use my ability in such a way befo...”
Butter Roll ended Madeleine’s speech by moving the knife back and fourth with a rough grasp. A noisy moan escaped Madeleine’s lips, which didn’t end until the carving knife was deep enough in his throat.
Butter Roll chuckled, “What a pretty hole…” He dug his fingers into Madeleine’s throat, and pressed his thumb to Madeleine’s oesophageal tube. Without waiting for Madeleine to move, his over hand dropped the knife and joined the other thumb in making an extra entrance in the oesophagus. At this point, Butter Roll’s cock was throbbing hard in his pants. He was beyond turned on by the sight. He threw his belt aside, and dropped his pants. He then crawled up so his cock aligned with the newly made hole.

Madeleine was beyond horny. He knew he shouldn’t be, but he really absolutely was. Butter Roll’s hands were stained with his blood, and the chronic pain in his neck…. He already felt close.

Butter Roll stuffed his cock into the oesophageal hole, stretching it out wide. Madeleine’s eyes immediately rolled back as Butter Roll pushed deeper inside. He felt the tip of the member forcing its way through the upper oesophageal sphincter and into his mouth from the sheer lack of length of the tunnel. Madeleine spluttered slightly, feeling his pants only tighten more as his tube expands around Butter Roll.

“You’re tight…” Butter Roll groans. “It’s so fucking hot…”
He relished around the tight feeling of Madeleine’s oesophagus. He began to thrust into the bumpy tube, using the paladin’s jam as lube to do so. His thrusts were fast and jerky, making Madeleine squirm quite desperately. His heart no longer could pound. His lungs could no longer struggle. All he had to do was focus on the pleasure of the pain.

Butter Roll sped up as he reached his orgasm. He grabbed onto Madeleine’s hair to hold the barely-hanging-on head in place. His cum ended up shooting right out of Madeleine’s hung open mouth, landing on the dirty floor beside him. Madeleine, of course, finds his orgasm straight after. But… something was different about his.

Instead of a translucent white fluid, a deep red jam came out instead. Butter Roll felt his smirk poke back. He pulled out and leaned down to softly lick at the paladin’s cock. His theory was correct. It was the paladin’s sweet jam.

Now all there was to do was to study the paladin’s recovery.

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Espresso let out a small whine as she opened her laptop. She had such a stressful day, and she felt tangled in ways she had no idea how to explain…

Her immediate reaction was to find a random illegal piracy website and binge watch movies until she drifted off, but of COURSE she had to accidentally click on one of the popups. She groaned softly, and she was about to close it. That was until she processed what was on her screen. a livestream.

A livestream of a blonde haired girl, with gorgeous blue eyes… gorgeous blue eyes that Espresso KNEW much too well!! And in said live stream, there she was, only dressed in deep blue lacy lingerie that complimented her looks MUCH too well!
“What on Earthbread…?! Madeleine Cookie?!” Espresso managed to splutter out. The tangled feeling had increased tenfold.
In the livestream, Madeleine was yammering on about something or other, who cares. That was until she picked up a bullet shaped vibrator from off screen. She switched it on and gazed right into the camera as she slipped it under her underwear. It wasn’t long until her noisy moans filled the live - comments were shooting in left right and centre.

“It can’t… be that good…” The mage mumbled. And yet she still found herself reaching under her pants, and finding her way past her unshaven bush so she could toy with her clit.

At first, she tried to deny the pleasure, however it wasn’t long until she was softly moaning alongside Madeleine. So many thoughts filled her head about the paladin she supposedly hated. The thought of her getting on her knees and eating the mage out… Their cunts being ground and slammed together… She was so very beyond horny that her thoughts were completely out of it!
“A-ah… Madeleine.!!” She squeaks. She had no idea what she was doing - her fingers were scissored out, so her index was one side of her clit and her middle the other. She was jerking them in alternating motions, so her clit had constant stimulation. And before she knew it, she was practically screaming Madeleine’s name before she squirted into her own hand…

…She would have to shave before next seeing the paladin.