About this game
The royal guard shows up at your door with her armor polished and her tits practically falling out of it. That’s the whole premise, really. Lavindor Kingdom needs saving and this brunette soldier is the messenger, but before any questing happens you’re bending her over on the floorboards demanding anal as payment. Fair trade. The negotiation is nonexistent, she just agrees, and suddenly you’re watching a hentai elf get railed while a kingdom burns somewhere in the distance. Priorities.
The sex tape logic here is something else. You cum on her face, she acts like that was the deal all along, and then you’re off to save Lavindor. But the game doesn’t really care about the saving part. It’s a series of fuck stops, each one a new fantasy creature with ridiculous proportions waiting to get plowed. Big boobs everywhere, pussy shots that linger too long, blowjobs that feel like they were animated by someone who’s never actually seen one but has very strong opinions about how they should look. The brunette guard is just the appetizer. Later there’s an elf with ears you could hang laundry on and she takes it in the ass like it’s a religious experience. The cumshot physics are absurd, like someone turned the opacity slider to max and called it a day.
I got stuck on a dialogue choice that didn’t matter. You pick “fuck her harder” or “fuck her softer” and both lead to the same looped animation with slightly different speed. That’s not a complaint exactly, more like an observation about how these games of desire strip everything down to the bare mechanics. The dating element is a joke, there’s no romance, just a series of holes presented in sequence. Torture shows up as a tag but it’s more like rough play, nothing that’d make you alt-tab. The xxx game knows what it is. A cake made of porn, layered with anal and frosting shots, served on a plate that says “don’t think too hard.” The fantasy setting is just wallpaper, Lavindor could be a parking lot and the fucking would be identical. Still, that first scene with the guard, the way she just accepts the deal on her knees, something about that transactional honesty stuck with me. Or maybe it’s just the way her tits bounced. I forget which point I was making.