Finally, the gnoll stops in front of you, and you can see the thick red flesh of his cock an inch away from your nose.<br/><br/>"Don't the humansh have some sort of sheremony where they kiss the hands of kingsh? Well, elfling, why don't you give ol Razormane a nishe kiss..." He wraps a hand around his shaft and wags his dick back and forth in front of you. "Show me how happy you are to be at the feet of the Shycamore King..."<br/><br/>Behind you, Sharpspike tenses. Up until now, the Gnoll has been ignoring him, but for a nerve-wracking moment, the two lock eyes.<br/><br/>"What, runt? You want to kiss it with the elfling?"