Brant is overtaken by the rising pleasure. Each second driving him closer to his goal. Begging him to shed any restraint and embrace a new life of banditry. An intensity building in his cock as he gets closer to release. Ready to flood his companion's mouth with spurts of cum.
Brant rocks himself back and force. Locking his dick into Morgri, rubbing it against the top of his mouth as it is still well held by the half-orcs tusks. Pulsing with each thrust, until it all becomes too much for the human. The former-adventurer's moans supressed as he continues to gurgle on the orc's rock-hard cock, yet it does not prevent the wave of cum that he fires down his friend's throat. Morgri quaffing the creamy liquid, then returning the favour. Brant already struggling to holds his companion's thick cock in his mouth, and helpless as he discharges his own load. The rich substance rushing down his throat and being all the human can taste.
Brant's hand drifts to his chest as he is fully claimed by the king. Mind, body, and soul all broken. All being rebuilt to the standard of his kingdom. Confidence rising in the man, cockiness mixed with brutish desires. To claim the lands around him. To fuck any man whether it be peasant or knight. To indoctrinate them into the king's service, to improve them into being a stud like himself. His chest rising and falling with his rapid breaths. The new bandit taking in his own smell, his pungent BO leaking from his hairy pits. Satisfied with what he has become, as his friends cock leaves his mouth with a quiet plop.
The half-orc grins at his human friend. Morgri running a hand through his hirsute chest, flexing his other arm to show off the gains of banditry. Brant liking everything he sees. Licking his lips as he rises to his feet.
"Fuck yeah! Bro, the king has made us his subjects!"
Brant says, completely oblivious to his sudden change of speech. Morgri wrapping an arm around his friends back.
"Hell yeah mate! He made us his! So we make others his!"
The two let out a dim laugh. Ready to serve as a barbed cock pierces itself into Brant's ass, and a pair of feline lips press against Morgri's mouth. Nirbolg having found his adventuring party, bulky body joining their own as he asks.
"Got room for one more?"
Hearing a simultaneous.
"Hell yeah we do!"