"And of course, no one ever listens to me." Valiash said in an angry tone. If there was one thing that he hated about Clare, it was her tendency to ignore him, which the half elf hated the most from anyone. He only wanted people's attention, and if he tried to get it he hated people acting like he did not exist, or was just a simple lifeless object. And in this case, he was like a simple lifeless object. His body wiggled and bended as he struggled to break free, however the demoness claiming him was still stronger, and soon his arms were pinned to his sides as her butt started to swallow more of him. This was not what he had in mind at all, he just wanted to have a sex partner that would love him and be nice to him. However, he seemed to get the exact opposite.<br/><br/>It was not long before only Valiash's legs and hips remained in the outside world as Clare sat down on the ground, treating the half elf like a sex toy. "Agh! For goodness sakes, woman! Have some morality!" He shouted. The pulsing flesh around him squeezed the half elf, which was both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. He would be enjoying this, if it was not for the fact that Clare had no regard for him or his feelings. Because of this, he knew he would die at her hand, leaving him with a life of loneliness that was cut short...