#radababa your in for a TREAT

[runeofgold]

Radagon whimpers as she takes his cock into her hands. When she first entered the room, it was limp. But as Dany closed the distance between them, it started perking up. Radagon couldn't help it, he's desperate for this sort of attention.

Pulling at his plumpy lower lip made him whine, the sharp teeth only add to it. In the dim candle light, he can see her expression, and he's like melted butter in her grasp. He speaks with a confident little smile.

"Why, my selfish goal of the night was to fuck mineself.. But since thou is here, I'll gladly take thee up on thy second offer.."

His leg twitches as her hand caresses the soft skin of his thigh. Surprising, given who he was. But who's to say he's suppose to fit a certain criteria? Lord Radagon can desire as he wishes, anything he wanted he can have.. Yes?

Marika couldn't give to him what he desired. She's selfish, and only takes from him what she wants, while he gains nothing in return. It's been some time, of meeting his primal desires.

A soft panting starts up from him as the finger inside himself is given rhythm. A sweet, desperate little look crosses his features. Elegant, clearly blessed by the comos for how heavenly he looks. Pleading with his eyes, golden hues half lidded with desires, swim with many profound feelings. But there are no thoughts in his red head, nothing beyond his current wants.

"Oh please-.. Mistress.. Mistress Dany.. I need thee.. In me.. I just need something in me.."

One could say his begging is pathetic, but in truth, it's something he became accustomed to, thanks to Rennala. She really drilled the want to be a good boy in his head. And so here he is- willing to he oh, so good for Dany.

Radagon truly is putty, beneath her draconic fingertips. He's so submissive, so willing to give her anything she desires of him. His eyes look off to where he left his personal false cock, and looks back to her.

"If thou wishes... One may use what I already have.. Just for the time being.. Till the true fun begins~.."

His free hand kneads into the sheets, balling up the thin fabric in his hand as he grips it. Later, he knows he'll be biting those sheets. Probably..

Bottom Radagon Open starter 😏

Welcome to the open Bottom! Radagon starter! Only one may claim this starter! For my sake :,)

So, anyone is welcome to dom Radagon! He's very willing to take anything given to him.. He'll guide your character, whoever it may be, through the process if they are shy ;)

You can be a canon character, or your own! No incest, please. Radagon will remain submissive throughout the whole roleplay. So he won't switch, im sorry to disappoint. But for the more dominant crowd, do as you will with him! Make him a mess, treat him soft an gentle.. Anything 😏

You can either send me a DM to claim, or reblog and claim! First come first serve, ya dig? And don't worry! I may open another slot so someone else can get the chance to fuck Radagon's brains out! But for now, we will start with one person.

Enjoy! And remember.. Have fun with him~

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What Elden Lord Radagon does in private, is unknown. He keeps to himself, he doesn't share secrets. Especially his own.. Like Marika, their time alone completely is sacred.

Radagon prefers being away from his other half, in his own privacy. He felt he could be free to do as he pleased, for just a little while. So what does he do?

Well, he opens up a special locked drawer of his dresser, regal as all of Leyndell was, and pulls out a special gift to him, from a time long passed now.

He bites his lower lip as he handles it.. It's cold, and decently sized. What is it, you may ask! Well, to put it crudely, it's a dildo. Carved from a beautiful stone which glimmered in the light, and reflected beautiful colors at the right angle.. But he didn't pull it out to look at it.

"Old friend... I request thy service once again..."

He says, to the inanimate object. Radagon excitedly prepared for his evening plan, supposed to be unbothered by any. So, his door is left unlocked. The second Elden Lord happily discards all his royal and regal clothes, becoming nude completely.

He slips on his sleep robe, decorated with golden runes, stars, and constellations a plenty. It's soft, and sleek. From behind, the robe certainly gives away the Lord's nudity. He gazes at the mirror a moment, to sneak a peek at himself.

Radagon smiles, and pretends to be bashful, hiding his form behind the excess of fabric his open robe has. He chuckles to himself, before he goes into his chest of personal belongings.

A glass bottle filled with his own personal concoction.. Filled with a giddy excitement, Radagon hurried around the room to blow out what candles helped light the room greatly. He only needs to see so much for what he's about to do.

So soon after the room has vastly dimmed, he gets onto the bed, and begins his little ritual for such an event. On his knees, the so soft fabric blesses his knees with it's gentle, cool touch. Radagon excitedly traces the false cock in his hands. So solid.. So heavy.

He sets it aside, to unscrew the metal cap on the glass bottle. Oh, he's certainly going to make a mess.. But who says things cannot be washed?

Radagon's breathing gets faster, harder as he gets ever closer to his want. He swallows in excitement, as he pours the liquid onto his fingers. It's a clear liquid, but it's far from watery. It's thick, and looks a tad like some sort of monster slime. But it's an organic lubricant.

Radagon's golden eyes watch as the liquid coats his skin. Pupils dilated as he then sits back, in the middle of the bed, and spreads his legs.

He's too eager to begin so soon, and he knows this. Have patience... The red haired Radagon sneaks his lubricated hand between his legs, past his flaccid cock, to his ring. And no.. There are no rings on his fingers.

Radagon gnaws his lower lip, as he begins to tease himself. Pressing against himself, tracing what lies hidden beyond the red forest.. His breath hitches, as his lubricated fingers slowly enter, working himself open as paitent as he can be.

A sweet, delicate moan leaves him as a finger slips into himself. He can feel his insides, warm, and inviting.. Too bad there won't be another body to warm the bed with him.. But he can work with thism

Or.. Will there be another?

Just as Radagon starts to move his finger within himself, his door opens. His eyes shoot wide and he gasps, he cannot cover himself in time for his.. Very unexpected guest.

The moment of panic had Radagon red faced, and ashamed.. But then he seen who it was.

A bashful smile makes its way unto Radagon's lips, and he looks to his guest.

"Oh... It's thou.."

His smile widens, and his eyes lid halfway.

"How about one such as thineself lend's me a hand.. Hm? Pretty please.. With a cherry on top?.. I can only beg thee so much.."

And with that statement, Radagon eases himself.

Do you like what you see? Your free to use him how you will, as you wish.. He's at your mercy.