Moth

Dungeon Crawl

Added 2022-02-21 10:04:26 +0000 UTC

No matter how often this happened, there was very little getting used to this. You'd imagine after speaking to Nico on personal space, he'd have learned to, at the very least, give you a moment to step aside before he tries to 'help.'

And yet here you are.

As the9-foot tall, big-tittied himbo bounced up and down trying to reach for the lever you so cleverly spotted, your face burrowed further between his massive pecs, pinning you against the cold stone of the dungeon wall. "Goodness its..... really up there!!"

You could tell he was growing frustrated, his jumps growing in frequency and intensity, until he pressed his entire body against you, pushing you tightly against his muscular frame. His thin clothing left little to the imagination as he smushed himself against you, rubbing his frame up and down your body as he stood on his toes to reach the lever.

After nearly an eternity, a muffled "Got it~!" was barely heard between the man's breasts, and he pulled himself away and finally allowed you a breath of fresh air. As you looked to Nico to scold him, his puppy-dog eyes and proud smile for successfully assisting you stilled your tongue.

It was hard to be mad at a face like that....