- Parodies: Granblue fantasy hentai
- Characters: Sturm hentai, Drang hentai
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- Artists: Eno yukimi hentai
- Groups: Hachimitsu romance hentai
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Hentai: Sturm-dono ni Amaetai
He turned, his anger, along with his thirst, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle’s wide dark eyes, “I am sorry…I…I didn’t want you to find out like this…” He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the vast amount of her blood soaking the now garishly red comforter, “Gods! Your hurt!”
He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her blood adding to the gore that already stained his clothing; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a struggle to keep them open, “It’s nothing, doesn’t even hurt anymore…” Victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her wound, smell the dark blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the world could save her!
But he could, “Gayle…oh my beautiful Gayle…wake up, please wake up…”
“I’m here, why are you crying?” She asked calmly, her small hand reaching up to wipe away his tears, “Don’t cry; you’re here, we’re together…don’t cry my love…”
“Gayle…oh Gayle you’re dying , She stared at the last two letters, it couldn’t be; no this had to be someone playing a sick joke and she was going to make them wish they had never been born! She reached over and opened one of the large drawers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small handgun out; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear price for that mistake – nobody fucked with her and didn’t pay a dear price for it!
She pulled the small weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny magazine back home, and walked from her office, pausing only to speak to her secretary, “Tina, I’ll be out of the office the rest of the day, I need to speak with a client, ”
Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a nervous smile, “Keep the change and…well thank you, ”
“Me?” She asked in disbelief, “Why would anyone ask about me? I’m a nobody…I design office furniture for Pete’s sake!”
“Gayle, you are a rock star to these people!” He laughed as he rested his head on the soft pillow next to hers, “There’s one thing about CEO’s, we love our toys and you make the best toys
