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The Profane Dungeon Is A Trap!

"As a little lesson, try believing in things that are impossible. After all, how else can they become?" Yroa is a petitely hung, sadistic, mischievous, yet charismatic male prostitute who was born with a face befitting that of a youthful goddess, something that should be bestowed to a woman—not a man. However, instead of loathing it, he used this gift to its fullest, leading to a rather successful and lecherous life until his unfortunate end welcomed him in front of the inferno’s gate. Unexpectedly, a sequence of salvations arrives, resulting in his second chance in life within the new world of Yassimhre as a Living Dungeon Core! In a world where values are numbered, the sky of cultivation is limitless—while the Gods and Goddesses are gambling on how things will go in the grand scheme of emanation, how will he survive? ___________ Reader discretion is advised: Explicit and mature content ahead! If it isn’t obvious enough, the MC is a Trap, albeit an aggressive and dominant one instead of meek and submissive. There’s no Yuri, Yaoi, nor NTR content, but a significant potential for Netori can be found. At the same time, a lot of straight Trapdom and Josou Seme. Occasionally, Femdom. Average word count per chapter is 2000-4000 outside of the short prologue. With it, the author wishes you a good day. May there be light, and the tale that follows it along the way.

YokoyokoRPG · Fantaisie
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84 Chs

Lust Demons [R-18]

The savagery of lust meld with the trembling pleasure in the air. With every stroke of the piston, Yroa's front waist clapped into a ripple on Azel's fat rear. 

The room was filled with shameless moaning that slipped through Azel's gritted teeth, alongside the loud smacking that tranced both of them into a playful rhythm of wuthering ecstasy.

"This is the very thing you want to savor again since that last time, so why are you so silent now~?" 

"Uooh~! Uoh! Ooh~!"

"Come on~ You can do it~"

"M-master~!"

"Yes. dearie?"

"Urghh~!"

Yroa leaned forward as Azel slouched even further, planting her shaky hands on the ground. But even in this state, Yroa could feel that the pussy that he was violating was grasping his dick tighter than ever, as if it wanted to keep the whole shaft inside and not let go.