Crossing his arms behind his nude back, he stands proud and confident as the wolf-woman nuzzles his dick, licks it... treats his 'sword' to fine sharpening.  And when the sword is good and hard, and she's nuzzling a stiff cock that - like the rest of him - is like a bar of iron... his demeanor hasn't even shifted a bit.<br/><br/>"My dearest Empress, your knight stands ready to swing mine at any of thine foes, but alas, would ye not wish to handle it yourself before I am off to yonder battle?" Dagon begins in a powerful, olden-style accent "Your masterful royal hands would be a boon I would gladly accept, and by your commands I shall sheath my sword in any sheath you wish to present me.  I am but a servant loyal to you, to do thine bidding whatever it may be... do you have orders for me mine Empress?"