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Silas appreciated Robin's company and her willingness to lend an ear, but when it came to her offer of intimacy, he accepted before he remembered there was a hitch in his plan.
After the two returned to his quarters, he confided in her that he had a secret and that this secret was why he believed he could win Junior's heart, but would make Robin's offer to help a bit more difficult.
Stripping out of his armor and leaving only his white tank top on, he showed Robin the plump cleft between his strong thighs. Robin didn't laugh or taunt him in the slightest and instead, her snout curled slightly into a smile before she gripped her bow and slung it under her chin. In a brief moment, the bow shrunk to a modest tie while a black top hat popped out of thin air onto Robin's head. Silas had never seen a trick like that before and liked what he was seeing so far, but what appealed to him the most was how Robin now sported a hard, throbbing shaft jutting up in the air.
Silas wanted this, but was unsure if it was okay with Robin if Silas used him as a surrogate for Junior until he could actually have the prince of koopas. Robin actually insisted he do so; keep his eyes averted, just enjoy the feeling, and imagine it was Junior doing it to him so that when he climaxed, he'd know if it was just a sexual fantasy or the real deal, because if it was the former, this role play would instantly end his problems.
Silas got on the edge of his bed and splay his legs out as he grabbed a pillow. He followed Robin's advice and turned away slightly, looking elsewhere in the room as he felt Robin grasp one of his legs. Silas reached down and rubbed his hard clit in circles before he took a breath, setting his mind to imagine that Junior was the one who had him at his mercy. He felt his insides heat up and start oozing in preparation at just the thought of it, but it grew more intense when he felt the hot head of a shaft pressing against his folds. His free leg twitched in response, at which point he felt it grabbed rather firmly and the head and inches of that shaft abruptly sunk into him. He grit his teeth at a slight burn as his insides were stretched farther and faster than he expected, but in the back of his mind, he knew this was good since Junior would certainly not be small, not with him being related to Bowser.
It ached as the entire length smoothly sunk into him before he felt hips pressing to his own. His closed eyes tried to focus on it being Junior, Junior was in him, was hilted in him, and was going to breed him. The aching pulses slowly ebbed away as it shifted to a pleasing fullness, his idle clit stroking and thoughts of junior leading to more juices oozing out.
He suddenly felt those hands on him take a rougher hold, one grabbing his ankle before those hips pulled back and that thick, deep length withdrew from his insides, leaving him feeling hollow, before he abruptly felt the entire thing return in a swift thrust that slapped against his hips without mercy.
The single slam made his eyes crack open and roll back as he grabbed the pillow harder. He had enough time to take a deep breath before that shaft pulled out and slammed back into him again, knocking half the breath out in a loud grunting moan before he bellowed out his adoration for Junior, his hand rubbing his clit furiously as he started to convulse in a strong orgasm as he sprayed juices all over "Junior".
"Junior" just grabbed Silas' legs harder before he pulled back and slammed back in, powering through the clenches of his insides and restraining his shudders, taking what he wanted from the koopa under him. Silas came down from his initial orgasmic high to the sensation of that thick shaft mercilessly driving into him again and again. His hand left his clit alone, the sensation too severe as he felt himself building quickly to another orgasm, both hands gripping the pillow as he half bellowed into it as he came again, shuddering hard enough to violently vibrate the bed.
It was during this climax that "Junior" let go of Silas' legs and twisted the koopa to roll over and hug the pillow as he pointed his ass up. "Junior" then gripped his hips and dove back in before shifting to short, hard, jackrabbit thrusts. Silas bit into the pillow as it took only a few moments of this intense violent short rocking to send him over the edge again, holding the pillow tighter as he bellowed into it.
Again and again, "Junior" never seemed to get tired. Or was it that Silas simply had no "fuse" when Junior was taking him? Whichever the case, Silas quickly lost track of time, only scant moments of clear thinking between powerful climaxes.
This pattern finally shifted when he heard the huffing of "Junior" get louder and the thrusting get more uneven. It became more urgent and Silas knew what it meant. His eyes widened as he pushed back into the thrusting, and soon he felt "Junior" push back into him and hold him tightly, quivering lightly before he felt that thick shaft start to kick and pulse *hard* inside of him. He could FEEL the vein on the underside swell up before a bursting splattering hot rope was freed from the tip into his deepest recesses. He felt "Junior" soak his cervix and promptly, his insides gave a much deeper, yet just as intense climax rippling through his gut as his back arched, his insides hungrily drawing that seed to where it belonged.
Once more, Silas lost track of time. All he knew when his brains returned was that he'd bitten several holes out of the pillow he was holding and "Junior" had finished before slowly drawing the half hard shaft out of him. Not a drop of his seed escaped the koopa's needy insides and Silas kept his hips up in the air, just enjoying the afterglow.
That said, he did come back from his fantasy long enough to call Robin over by name, informing the Birdo where his personal shower was before he collapsed back onto the ruined pillow.
As the sound of the shower started up, Silas thought about Junior after this role play session. Was the desire still there, or was it just a fleeting crush?
A deep twitch of his insides and the familiar warming sensation of his juices building back up made him realize that, no, it was no mere crush.