Duke Taro
As Valaire marched into the room, grunts could be heard from the floor with each passing step and maybe a moan? Either way, her feet weren't clattering along the floor, they were stomping into flesh, muscle and bone. She was stomping on the bodies of the city hall staff. Just in front of the desk was the muscly body of the secretary, squeeling like a girl as the desk struck the ground. The duke stared at his desk, his upper lip quivering slightly.
"Aww I really liked that desk," he said, before staring up at Valarie. However, in the time it took him to tilt his head upwards, that frown had turned into his trademarked smile, his lips curled to the edge of his globe-like head. "Yes I am yours!"
Then, suddenly realizing she might be mad, his smile flipped back into a worried frown, his eyebrows raising as he held up his hands in surrender. "What blond do you want to know about!? I swear on my honor as a duke I only fap to natural blonds! Natural I say! Wait! Is this about that Valarie imitator orgy we had a week ago! Did someone tell you about that?! No! It was the girl I fucked on the table! YES I DO LIKE BIG BOOBS!"
The duke suddenly slammed one hand on the table and grabbed his dick with the other. For some reason it was hard. "I HAVE ALL THE BLONDS! I HAVE ALL OF THEM!"