<strong>Zedik “Zed” Makhert</strong>Male Half-Elf Brawler (Constructed Pugilizt/Steel-Breaker) 1<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/2a/16/df2a169e970f202521a940afd6516ddd.jpg)</div>CG Medium humanoid (changeling)<br/>Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +8<br/>--------------------<br/>AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+2 armor, +1 shield, +2 Dex)<br/>hp 11/14 (1d10+3)(fcb +1)<br/>Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +2; +2 trait bonus vs fear and emotional effects<br/>--------------------<br/>Speed 30 ft.<br/>Unarmed Strike +3 (1d6+3/x2) or<br/>Tekko-Kagi +3 (1d3+2)<br/><hr/><br/>Zed writhed into Sef’s grip eagerly as he savored her taste on his lips while her companions soaked his digits.  An electrifying surge of anticipation rushed through him as she repositioned to straddle his hips before taking him inside of her.  A heated moan slipped from his lips as he felt her inner walls envelope his length and soon found himself breathless with the fervor that she rode him.  Endurance was one of his strengths, but between the intensity of how he was being ridden and the queue that still waited for their turn, Zed felt no particular need to temper his pleasure for the sake of lasting.  The telltale signs of his approaching climax shown before too long and he would make no effort to be subtle about it.  Grinding up into her in rhythm to her own strokes, at that critical moment, Zed bucked hard against Sef to get as deep as he could within her womanhood before letting out a bellowing moan as he came.<br/><br/>Virile seed flooded into the woman, sending surges of ecstasy through him as he rode out his climax.  Before his head even had a chance to clear from the post-orgasm haze, he let out a shuddering breath as he slid free from Sef’s pussy only to be replaced by the warmth of his next lover’s nether embrace.  His body tensed up as if he had been electrified as his overly sensitive cock was being ridden with the same sort of enthusiasm as before.  The intensity of pleasure was nearly too much for him to handle, but Zed gritted his teeth and braced himself through those moments until they lessened enough for him to be able to fully enjoy them again.<br/><br/>Though his breathing was left ragged and his expression intense, his erection never subsided and the feeling of a warm mouth on his balls was a wonderful prize for continuing to uphold his end of the bargain.  “Fuck yes!”  He exclaimed in a growling tone at either Brath or Yadriss – whoever took the initiative to claim the second turn.  “I’ll knock all of you up with strong warriors if you keep breeding me like this.” Zed was feral with the need to breed each woman. His physically demanding lifestyle and youthful ardor give him the edge he would need to deliver on his end of the bargain.<br/><br/><br/>