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Nagisiti raises her arms beside herself, channeling the great magical energy that only a supreme sorceress could muster. The light from her hands reflects off of her silvery skin, creating a dancing light show that fills the arena and dances within Jafar's vision.

As she raises her arms, she sways her hips, her muscled body dancing before the ancient being, reminding him of the erotic dancers that had once been a treat for himself when he was rising to power. Waves of old, nostalgic desire rise up within him--this is a woman who would do anything to achieve her victory, even demean herself to a show for a being that is much more clearly her superior.

All of these thoughts weave through his mind, and all of them supply a stronger and stiffer erection for the genie. Molten golden sperm oozes out from the tip of his cock. As she moves her body, letting the light and shadow bounce off of every crease of might that her muscles provide, he realizes that this is no mere woman--no mere whore.

And yet, he wants, no needs, to fuck her.

As a man possessed, Jafar leaps at her, knocking her down with physical might. He clamps his fingers around her shoulder, holding her down.

She smiles up at him, even as she struggles against his power to push herself back up. But, he is too powerful, and he holds her down.

Nagisiti bites her lip, her own desire welling up deep within her. This is no longer just a battle--no, and this desire comes from something so strange and alien to her, and nonetheless compelling. This pure power that this cosmic being has... it's frightening. For the first time in a long time, she feels excitement and terror.

When he slides his cock inside of her, even her vaginal muscles fight him. His mighty serpent flexes and expands, forcing his cock down deeper into her tight snatch.

Jafar has never had such a challenge just to sink his dick into a woman before. The more she willingly resists, the harder his penis becomes. The sensitivity this generates makes his vision cloud in his desire, and he braces himself, pulling back, thrusting with harder and harder conviction against her tight walls.

She can take the punishment from him, and in fact, she enjoys every attack that comes from him. It's an amazing feeling, to see that this powerful entity wants her so much that he would put all of his strength into the thrust.

Around them, the ground cracks, and the heat rises. Magic and physical might build up around them, sending a crackling of electricity and mana throughout the air. Grunts of exertion and sighs of pleasure weave throughout the cosmic arena, making this finale to the battles the both of them breezed through worth every monotonous encounter up until this point.

Jafar wraps his arms around her shoulders, bringing Nagisiti in against himself, squishing chest against chest as his groan reverberates through her body. The two of them feel their moment of climax come at once, and the two of them erupt in an explosion, literal and figurative.

As rocks and debris shoot out around the air, he shoots off into her, shooting spurts and spurts of his shiny supernatural seed into her snatch. The oozy gold rests inside of her. But it is so much that it shoots out of her, staining her hips and thighs and rolling down onto the ground aside from her in a puddle of power.

Jafar pulls out, oozing out his cock before he flops off to the side, his golden eyes staring into her silver.

Nagisiti stares up in the sky, her arms out to the side, her stomach swollen with his seed. Her fingers twitch and her shoulders lift just a bit before falling back down. "W... what did... how... how am I... defeated?"

Jafar's grin returns to him, and he runs a finger through her hair. "Oh, my dear sorceress," he coos. "You didn't think that my phenomenal cosmic power was all in my muscles, did you? No, you see, I am a genie, and what does a genie do but grant wishes?"

"W... what?"

He picks himself up, showing no signs of fatigue as he gets onto one knee and then pushes himself up, standing high over her, but holding his hand out. "You wished to achieve the greatest power in all of the multiverses, and I shall grant that to you. You can't get it by besting me in combat, and thus I won."

"What do you... know that...?"

He smirks. "I've been quite enamored with your skill, Nagisiti. Join me, and as my apprentice, we shall bring to the cosmos a new magnitude of power that the greatest of the gods shy away from. The two most powerful beings in all of existence, working together by day and pleasing each other by night--what greater accomplishment is there?"

All of Nagasiti's life, she had fought against things tougher than her and bested them. Never had she ever looked up to anyone or any god. But with his hand outstretched to her, she cannot help but squeal in excitement. For the first time, she has someone to look up to--someone to be a role model in all things power and magic, and he picked her, only her, to be his!

He grips her with a strong, painful grip, and he pulls her up to stand. "You are mine now, by right of conquest. That is my reward for defeating you, and don't you forget it."

"One of these days, Jafar," she says, "I hope I might surpass you."

"Perhaps," Jafar says, stroking his finger under his chin. "I doubt it, but I am most interested in seeing you try."

With that, the two grip each other's hands, their muscles bulging and fighting one another. Even in defeat, Nagisiti is not one to back down.

Jafar wouldn't have it any other way.

And so, the two disappear in a blast of magical teleportation, ready to begin their new venture as the most powerful, and most sexual, master and apprentice.