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Arion watched as his summoner started to freak out. The blue-haired summon was used to seeing people panic and stress out. However, he never witnessed his own summoner meltdown like this. Usually the humans who summoned him were calm, cool and collected. They were humans of strategy and intellect. Arion wanted to believe that this man conjured him by sheer dumb luck, but the fact of the the matter was that whoever summoned him required an immense amount of power and skill. As meek as this human looked, he was much more powerful than even he imagined.
When the man commanded him to stand, he did so. He continued to listen to his summoner's ramblings when he heard something. Ideal lover. He was not meant to be here. It was supposed to be one of those big-chested, long haired temptress' in his place. Yet, here he was. Arion was massively disappointed. He was a colossal giant! A muscular creature that everyone feared! But all of that didn't matter anymore because he was summoned to be a lover. There was no way he could allow himself to think this way anymore. Summons were meant to be completely obedient and satisfied with any purpose or command they are given. If he was sent here to be a lover, then a lover he shall be.
Arion wasn't a complete fool when it came to the art of love. One of his first summons was by a powerful female summoner who would often take advantage of his obvious masculine strengths whenever nighttime came. He wasn't sure if human males and females were the same when it came to pleasure, but it was all he could do. "There are no mistakes when it comes to summons." Arion said in that strong, husky voice. "You planned to summon an ideal lover, and I was the one chosen. I shall do what I was summoned here to do." Arion explained. He got on his knees and settled himself between his Master's legs. It was scary how fast Arion undid the man's belt and pants, pulling it down as he saw the man's package hidden beneath his underwear. This was the first time he was performing such things to another male. He remembered everything his female summoner had done to him to make him feel good, and tried to replicate it.
Arion leaned in and rubbed the cock through his underwear using one hand. "Master, if I am not doing my duty correctly, please command me otherwise until you are satisfied. I do not wish to fall short on my responsibilities as your lover summon." Arion told him. With the cock now hardened, he leaned in and wrapped his lips around the shaft, sucking on it, hoping to elicit some sort of reaction from his summoner. "Master, I have not gotten your name. It is vital I know your name so that we can form a bond of trust." Arion noted. It was true. It was common practice to introduce yourself so the relationship between the summon and the summoner was strong. The stronger the relationship between the two, the stronger the performance in battle or other places.
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