>go up to Wilcer to buy something
>he flips open his tunic revealing his girthy hog, smirking directly at you the whole time
>"W-Wilcer what are you doing"
>He just starts cranking on it as it engorges, his hand firmly tugging up and down the entire length of his beast
>You try not to look but find yourself hypnotically staring, mouth starting to water
>he changes to keep his hand still, thrusting into it, forward and back towards you, smirking deeply at you the entire time, though now with some sweat on his brow, his tongue wandering outside his lips, biting in concentration.
>You realize you're hard and have instinctually began softly rubbing yourself through your clothes
>Finally with a deflating moan, he cums all over your Boots of Free Reign and pauses, breathing heavily, still staring directly at you
>"What can I do for you, Commander?" he asks as he pats his brow with a rag and covers himself back up, retracted cock lost in the folds.