This thing is like someone took that awkward follower from Skyrim, locked her in a tiny room, and said, "Okay, now your whole questline is my dick." It feels wrong and kind of hilarious at the same time. You recognize the vibe instantly: armor, the housecarl attitude, that stiff posture like she’s waiting for another dragon attack, except the dragon is your cock bar crawling up and down at the side of the screen. She kneels in front of you with this very "I serve you, my thane" energy, but what she actually serves is your balls. And you are not just watching, you’re babysitting this pleasure meter like it’s your only stat that matters. Every time it stops climbing, you panic a bit and flick to another action, like you’re swapping shouts in the middle of a fight. Hand, mouth, faster, slower, back to hand, back to throat, trying to find that sweet spot where the bar keeps building and she doesn’t look like she’s about to pass out from sucking. It’s stupidly simple, but it pokes that same brain place as min-maxing perks in a skill tree. Only here the skill is "make her choke in a sexy way."

There was this moment where I left her on a slow blowjob for too long because I got distracted by a Discord ping, then looked back and the bar just sat there, refusing to move, like it was judging me. She keeps going, eyes up, lips wrapped tight, and you know the animation is looping, but it still hits as a tiny guilt trip, like "hey, you gonna participate or what?" You swap to a rougher option, click again, and the bar jumps, she reacts more, her head goes deeper. Suddenly it feels less like a silly loop and more like you're tuning a dirty instrument. There’s a weird rhythm to it: push the meter, ease off before it stalls, push again, keep her working, watch her throat and hands sync up. The game makes you notice tiny details that honestly feel a bit too much: the way her spit strings when she pulls back, the little twitch of her fingers when she jerks you at the base, the shine on her lips that gets wetter the closer you are to finishing. Cumshot at the end is exactly what you expect and still kind of funny, all that build-up for a messy splash across a face that still looks loyal, like she’s about to say "I am sworn to carry your burdens" with a mouth full of your load. It’s crude, rushed, kind of janky, but it leans into the parody so hard that it works. You come out of it thinking, "Yeah, this is definitely not what Todd Howard planned," and then you click replay anyway, just to see if you can make that damn bar behave better next time.