No Shame – The Kingdom of Lust : PD

Following on from “Coming Undone” – The Lust Kingdom.

Tsu:
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” I’m sure the encore will be a good show.” Mi had said in response to him, still standing.She stayed in her place and watched the Prince before her, it was rather amusing to her. He sure indeed have a party, everything was everywhere and whether she actually participated, would be decided on how things went after this small chit chat. Watching the fire burn and him light his cigaret, she let out a small smile. Fire was a fun thing to play with but, it was also deadly. Seeing his glance she had to admit, he wasn’t some ugly fellow, he fit the part of being the demon of Lust. The bodies showed that also, he must of sure had a fun time with all the girls. Taking his hints into her mind, she shook her head a bit and slightly smirked from his comment. Moving now Mi walked up to him, stepping a mere in front of him. The thing she did next was rather bold on her part, lifting her hand she took the cigaret from his mouth. Sliding it into her mouth she’d take it in a bit and lifted her hand, to hold him from taking it back. After a couple of seconds she’d release it from her mouth and place it back into his lips.

” I may look familiar but, I assure you Hun. You’ve never shagged me nor touched this body ever.” She said, sliding her finger from her neck and down, making her point. Seconds later she blew the smoke out into his face, walking back a couple of feet.

The cat had moved again and went to her feet but, this time it jumped up and landed on her shoulder. It was amazing how such a creature could jump up from the floor to that height, how it was possible is unknown. Hearing about the double act she chuckle a bit and raised her hand to pet the cat.

” No, she’s merely a pet. Nothing special about it. “ Mia responded and let her hand drop.

He was rather casual and he probably knew nothing about her, which was funny. Most people would of sent guards to the intruder, asked questions and such. Maybe he’d learn after but, at the moment she was having a joyful moment with the prince. Tilting her head to the side, her black hair also hung to the side a bit, some bangs falling in her face.

” Mi Uma, pleasure to meet you.” The girl said and gave a small smirk. If he had been smart on his history with the kingdoms, he’d know his sister was in fact with the previous Leviathan, though Mi didn’t claim herself to be infatuated with any kingdom. She was just a woman who wandered around, did favors and had a little fun.


Razorbackwriter:

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Kingdom of Lust – Castle

It was funny how this girl was responding. Most of the girls that came through his doors, treated him like a Rock God or hot DJ, but this chick, well she was seeing the all too casual side of the Demon of Lust. I mean, he was on his way to do his morning shit and read the paper with a cigarette hanging loosely out of the corner of his mouth. He had on a toweling robe and if you looked at him in a certain angle, he reminded you a bit of Charlie Sheen after a bad night out. Too many women and not enough condoms. Most other kingdoms had guards everywhere, and staffers to cater to the every whim of the Royal head. This kingdom knew the drill and it was only Simon that was willing or should I say, dared to approach the Prince after a big night on the turps.

He had a bit of that five o’clock stubble happening. Hair that had not seen a brush in days, and he smelt. The real reason for all this…was not so much that he was just plain lusty and not caring, he was actually in mourning, though he would never admit that to a soul. Some of us do harmful things to ourselves in order to forget or blot out the pain of loss. Ready to go off to the lavvy now, he was stopped in his tracks as the girl darted in front of him and stood her ground. Asmo stared at her with a weird look, and then she did something rather daring. She actually reached up and took his cigarette between her own fingers and proceeded to have a drag.

Holding the smoke in, she placed the cigarette back between his now clenched teeth and said that she might have looked familiar but she could assure him that in no way had he ever had the pleasure of enjoying her. ~Hmm~ As he thought about the chances of if he had, she then blew a smoke cloud into his face.

~Cough cough~

Asmo waved his hand in front of his face, as though not entirely happy that she had gone and done something so rude. This girl was certainly not like any that had come into the kingdom before.

“If you are trying to sell cookies love, you are going about it all wrong.” He wasn’t finding this side to the girl attractive, but he was intrigued all the same. The cat leaped up onto her shoulders as they talked, and the demon stared at it, when Mi said that it was just a pet, nothing more.

“I knew this chick that did a weird thing with gold fish once. Shoved it right up her..”

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“Sir…really?” Simon interjected. He had been watching the whole thing and knew that at some point, Asmo would cross the line of what was considered decent conversation topics. Asmo shrugged, and then looked back at the girl who introduced herself as Mi Uma. she claimed that it was a pleasure to meet him, but he didn’t quite believe it. No one got pleasure out of seeing him this way in the mornings. Simon could vouch for that.

“Wait…didn’t your sister have something to do with…err…the Prince of Envy? Whatever happened to him?’ It was clear that Asmo didn’t keep in touch with the other Princes of Hell. Not since Lilith died anyways.

~RB~

Tsu:
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Mi had simply watched the person and it was rather amusing. Is this how he dealt with loss? She wouldn’t say he was harming himself completely, maybe with hygiene but, other wise no. Since she had her sight she could well enough sense the death around him, not long ago had he had two die, by the looks of it. Maybe she’d bring it up later in a conversation and offer her services, they were truly a miracle. Her actions were probably a bit overboard and he probably thought of her being a rude person but, what did she care. Of course, Mi had manners so she’d get to it later.

” I’m not selling cookies, I will sell you something though.. at a later time. “ She said with a smirk and took a strand of her hair twirling it around her finger.

Listening to the goldfish comment she couldn’t help but laugh a bit, even if he didn’t finish it. It was rather amusing on how many people, well chicks he had seen or done. Listening to Simon she smiled a bit and knew that he was probably the closest thing to him right now at this moment.

” Simon is it, excuse my rudeness. You must be a good man to keep him in check, like that.” She interjected and gave him a smile and semi curtsey.

Mi loved people like that, she could tell just by how he dressed an acted for the past couple of minutes. It would probably be something she’d get use to, if things were to go her way.

” Yes, she did. He is dead, so is she. Their is a new Prince Envy, not that I care about it. I’m not attached to any kingdoms, just a woman traveling doing deeds, exploring and having fun along the way.” The girl said with a small smile, then a smirk as her description of fun varied. She had been walking slowly around the room, watching the walls and examining the place, her cat rubbing against the side of her face.

Razorbackwriter:
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Kingdom of Lust – Castle

You know when someone asks you a question, and they seem interested but really have to be somewhere else? Well, that is the way that Asmo was acting. You see, when Mi came in the Demon of Lust was actually on his way to the loo. All set with his paper and cigarette, it was clear he needed to do jobbies and big ones with the way he was now dancing about in front of the girl. Thankfully, Simon was there to save the day.

“Simon says….go to the lavvy, my Lord.” There it was, the permission that Asmo needed to break from the conversation. It couldn’t have come sooner. “Thank fuck, I can feel a turtle head coming out.” Could you believe that this man was supposed to be the epitome of Lust, and sex. He was about as sexy as an old pair of ladies crotchless panties that had faulty elastic. As he danced off, the servant muttered.

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“You’re a drama queen.” it was rare that Simon ever spoke in a derogatory fashion towards his Prince, but…under the circumstances he had had it up to his neck with the Prince’s behavior. Grieving or not. Once the Prince was finally out of ear shot and the coast was clear, the well dressed Simon then turned to their guest.

“You have to forgive him, my dear. He …isn’t always like this. As much as I am sorry to hear of the loss of your sister and the Prince of Envy, we here at Lust have also been dealing with the deaths of family. Lilith and her son. It is why the Prince has abstained from royal gatherings….and that war at Wrath. I couldn’t even get him out of bed for that one, and normally he likes a good fight. “

You could tell that the man servant cared about Asmo, much like a dear uncle. He knew the Prince was capable of so much more, but in his current state, he wasn’t fit to hold the throne. Not that Simon would tell him that. Hearing that the girl was not one for any one kingdom, the man servant then got an idea.

“MIss. You have something in you that might be well enough to help the Prince find his zest for life again. I mean, the Kingdom would be at your debt of course.” Simon implored the girl, as he heard a loud voice coming from the lavvy.

“I don’t remember eating corn.”

Simon cringed and then whispered to Mi. “Please?”

~RB~

Tsu:
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This guy, this guy had some nerve. Mi couldn’t believe how he was right now, she could understand that he had to use the restroom but, to go like that. She cringed a bit as he left, she had heard good things about Lust but, it doesn’t seem so, at least not anymore. The comment about being a drama queen made her giggle a bit, she was beginning to like this Simon fellow already. Listening to what he had explained, she was right on the bat about it. Of course she knew, she could sense the death around him earlier, he was indeed grieving hard. She could understand about her sister but, she didn’t get this bad and that was cause they were different people. A small sigh came from her lips, then they turned into a smile, this man did care about him very much.

” It is alright, she is long gone and in peace now, hopefully. It was tragic but, it’s all in the past now and it’s something I’ve learned to live on with, considering what I am, it didn’t take long to get over. It is a pity that someone like him has dwindled down to this at the moment.” She said and breathed in and out a couple of times.

Hearing the plea Mi had already been two steps ahead of him, she was indeed going to offer the prince something, that he couldn’t turn down. It’s not like she had anything else to do right now, she was free to do as she pleased so, she would do what she needed. It might be fun to turn this place around and get her own benefits out of it, putting a hand on Simon’s shoulder she gave a soft squeeze.

” Don’t you worry Simon. I have a special talent for working in dark arts and death its self, I will offer him something that he most likely won’t want to turn down. I will do my best for you, to make this childish person back into a true prince.” She said and nodded accepting the offer, as she let her hand sit back at her side, waiting for the prince to come back.

” Ah, please don’t mind the way I’ll speak to the boy, once he’s back. I’m not usually like I will be but, it might get some sense into his head.” Mi had said with a sweet smile, some things were indeed a mystery about this lone girl.

Razorbackwriter:

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Kingdom of Lust – Castle

Simon reached for both of Mi’s hands, taking them in his own. You could see the gratitude in his eyes, the warmth of his smile. It was not often that the man servant showed such emotion, but it was because he had not been able to get through to Asmo, only provide him with what he needed till this grieving finally came to an end.

“My dear…you have all of the Kingdom of Lust that will thank you for this. You are a true lady.” He took his hands back and then you could hear a gratified sigh, followed by a loud flushing sound. Yep, that was the Prince finished in the bathroom. Simon took this as his cue to make an exit, but not before grabbing a can of air freshener and spraying it about wildly. Honestly, the smell was so bad it could knock flies right off the walls. Even strip paint. So bad.

Coming back out, the Prince was waving his hand behind his bottom, and looked about for Simon.

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“Simon?…Simon? I’m hungry.” Yes, he was finally getting his appetite back, which was something. Looking around though he couldn’t see Simon, just the girl that had entered and interrupted his trip to the lavvy. “Simon not giving you the guided tour then?” He suspected that Simon might have shown the girl out, if she hadn’t really come to the Kingdom with purpose.

He hadn’t paid much attention to the fact that the Prince of Envy had died, or Mi’s sister. He was like trapped in this mental mind fog, where nothing could truly reach him. It would take a woman with a real talent for talking to do that. Was Mi fit for the bill?

Asmo was almost child like in a way. Though he was a strapping lad, covered in tatts and looked to be a man’s man, he acted so much like a boy. He needed a good kick up the ass.

“Welp, I have an orgy waiting for me upstairs. Might as well go fuck em again. Nothing else happening in this place today. You… you can find your own way out, Miss.”

And like that, he turned on his heel and started for the corridor that led to his chambers.

~RB~

Washing your cares away – The Embassy : PD

A romantic yaoi tale of the Ambassador, and his love Nicholas.  Co-written with Tsu. Continuing on from “Kiss me” – The Embassy.

Tsu:

 

Never in his life would he of imagined what he was doing at this very moment, it had gone very far. Oh how this was well to end shortly, he wondered if he’d request more. Maybe later on in the days or some other time but, he was enjoying it surprisingly. Something about the act he was performing made him want to please Valmont fully and he seemed to be doing just great. Keeping his eyes closed he could imagine his face and smiled at the thought. Feeling the small buck, Nicholas would continue on, his head moving up and down the length. Taking it fully in each time, his hands slightly still squeezing a bit on the lower part, massaging in a way. Nicholas would of moved his head a bit faster, up and down quicker and quicker. Slowly he would let moans slide out from his lips, letting them vibrate against him. After a couple of minutes of repeating, he’d taste the pre and smiled a bit, lifting his head for a second.

” You taste lovely. ” Nicholas said, eyes open and looking at him.

Once he put his head down again, he’d take the tip in once more. Simply letting moans vibrate against the tip only, one hand continued pulling and massaging his testes, while the free hand grabbed hold of the length and started rubbing hard, running it up and down. While both hands went to work Nic’s eyes would look up to watch Val’s reactions, working his little lips off on his tip with moans and sucking.

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Embassy of Hell

Those eyes. Such beautiful eyes. When he lifted his head back and Valmont tipped his head to stare down at his lover, he knew just how far he had fallen. Before he could whisper the words that he felt, Nicholas went to it again. His head down and Valmont instantly let out a cry as it was getting all too much for him to keep from exploding. Nicholas was now using his hands and his lips together, so the physical feeling mixed with the visuals was sending him right over the edge. There was now sweat running down his chest, as it heaved violently. Taking in sharp breathes and holding them as he grit his teeth. Lust spiraling out of control now. He looked down to see Nic watching him with his hands working vigorously to bring him to the end. At that point he stared down lower at his lover’s chest, and that was where he wanted to release his seed. Valmont brought a hand down to push Nicholas’s shoulder back with his other hand closing over Nic’s that was working his shaft. Together their hands moved at the same speed and with a deep throated growl, he reached his peak. Small jets of his white sex spraying onto Nic’s pinkish chest. Nicholas would be able to watch his lover’s face as he squinted his eyes tight with each release.

When he was spent, he was still trying to catch his breath but could not hide his smile. Sure he had made a mess of his lover, but to watch his face as he came was more than worth it.

“Now, you really need that shower.” Valmont joked as he reached for a cloth and handed it to Nicholas.

 

~RB~

 

Tsu:

 

The smell and sense of pleasure coming off Valmont was noticeable, he knew he was enjoying this very much. He had been doing a good job and was happy with it. Quietly he continued on slowly, only teasing the tip more and more with small sucks. He could see the sweat and his chest heaving, he was getting close and it was indeed his time to finally fully take him in. Both hands and his mouth kept on working, more and more. Feeling Valmont push his shoulder back a bit, his mouth coming off and his hand moving with his. Hearing the growl the next thing he noticed was his white sex coming, to say at least it was sure a site. The first time Valmont had done it was inside and he couldn’t see it then but, not this was close up. A small chuckle came from his lips at his words, indeed he needed a shower. Taking the cloth he’d go to wipe himself, cleaning his chest off and slightly licking Valmont once cleaning the residue left.

” You’re free to join me, I think it’d be much better. ” Nicholas said curiously as he got up and leaned over his lovers larger form, taking his lips in a swift and soft kiss.

Removing his lips back off, he’d stand and his hair hung down, over his shoulders and chest. Not being shy had indeed washed away from Nicholas appearance in front of him. He didn’t need to feel so nervous in front of him anymore, it was something he enjoyed a lot. Walking over he’d pick up his shirt and slid it on his body, standing there in just a shirt and his white hair messed in a craze everywhere. Picking up his remaining cloths he opened the door and put his head out, peaking around the corner. There wasn’t anyone so, he was free to go, not that it mattered much. Looking back once more at Valmont, he’d give a small wink and shut the door with a click. If Valmont followed it’d be so they both could simply enjoy a non sexual fest in the bathtub or shower, he wouldn’t push luck on it. A soft humming coming from his lips as he walked down and to his room.

 

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Embassy of Hell

Valmont couldn’t help but smile as he watched Nicholas put on just a simple shirt, before heading off to the nearest bathroom to clean up. It was amusing to just sit back and watch as he walked out of the room, giving Val an eagle eye view of his bare backside. One that he so wanted to smack. The door closed and then Valmont tilted his head back and let out a sigh. What on earth had he done? Was it lust, or love that caused him to act the way he did? It was all so fast, that even now as he was on his own and able to gather his thoughts that he was coming to realize the extent of what had happened between them. There was no running away from it though. Valmont was in love with Nicholas. He raked his fingers through his silver locks and pursed his lips together. He didn’t want to hide this from the world. Nor did he want Nicholas to ever feel ashamed about it. Valmont had accepted him as he was, for who he was. God, he had just made love to him for hours.

“I love him.” Those three words rang out through his mind. He know he said it to Nicholas, and now he was repeating it to himself. As incredible as it was. He had fought against his own nature, and found what he was looking for after all these years in the man that had been at his side for just as long.

Feeling reassured now in his own mind, Valmont finally got up off the couch and surveyed the room. Yep, they really did a number on it. The maids are going to be in for fun cleaning this up. Walking over to the place where he took off his shirt, he picked it up in a swooping action, before putting it back on. No doubt Nicholas got a head start on that bath. Valmont decided he would join him. Going over to the bar, he went in behind and pulled out a bottle of chilled champagne and two crystal flutes, before he too headed out of the office and sauntered down to the bathroom where he could hear noises coming from.

He didn’t even knock, pushing the door open with his bare backside and waltzing in.

“I brought some bubbles, to help us enjoy a bubble bath better.” This was all said with a cheeky grin.

~RB~

 

Tsu:

 

Thoughts had swarmed through Nicholas head as he prepped the bath. Turning the water on he’d feel it to make sure it was warm enough. Standing up he had heard Valmont come in and with bubbles, it was nice of him. He’d walk over and take it from his hand, opening and pouring a little into the bath. The soap would start to rise with the water, setting the container down he sat for a moment and looked at Val. Taking this moment he looked over him, he was really handsome and how he had gotten lucky. A small blush rose to his cheeks from thoughts of earlier, closing his legs and groaning some.

” The bubble will make it more splendid, the champagne will be good to. ” He said finally getting up and walking over to him.

While he held onto the bottle of wine he’d wrap his arms around his neck and leaned up, giving a small kiss. After he’d let go and walk out of the bathroom into his room. Looking around he’d go to the dror to get two robs and some towels hanging, walking back into the bathroom. He’d set the towels down and the others on the sink, the water would be ready as he’d walk to turn it off. Nicholas would strip off the shirt he had on, wiggling his behind towards Valmont some. Moments later he’d get into the tub, sinking down and his hair starting to get wet. He looked a bit small since the tub was huge, looking over at him he’d smile a little.

” Well then, lets bath Val.” He said finally

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Embassy of Hell

Talk about cheeky. Valmont couldn’t help but chuckle softly at Nicholas’s antics. He was now embracing this new found self confidence, and it was a joy to see. Even if the view was of that wiggling ass. Valmont slowly peeled off his shirt, as the taps to the bath were finally turned off. The water was steaming and you could see the rise of heat that came from the bubbles. It all looked so inviting. Course, there was the bottle of champagne that he had brought. That would need opening. Unwinding the metal tie, Valmont mused softly to himself. A light hum while he worked the cork till it came off with a loud pop! Good thing that Valmont knew how to open a bottle correctly so that none of the precious bubbly was lost. He tilted the bottle and poured them both a glass each, before setting the bottle down upon the vanity. Already the mirrors in the bathroom had fogged up, and with a dimming of the lights the setting couldn’t have been more romantic.

“I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed a bubble bath. Well, not like this anyways.” Taking a bath with a lover was a new experience, and one that Valmont planned to relish.

Setting down the glasses on the bath edge, he stepped into the water – one leg at a time. It was hot…damn hot, but enjoyable. Valmont released a sigh as he let himself lower into the waters, all the while watching his lover who know had the edges of his hair getting wet. it only made him look more attractive.

Valmont took both glasses, and then handed one to Nicholas.

“To a new adventure….” Valmont went to tap the edge of his crystal flute to Nicholas’s. The choice of words for the toast were unusual, but they held a lot of meaning. Valmont hoped that this budding new romance was one that had a future, though it was bound to lead them into uncharted waters, thus the implication that any path they took together was an adventure.

After taking a sip, Valmont asked. “So, how long have you wanted me to be your lover?’ Talk about being direct.

~RB~

 

Tsu:

 

Embassy of Hell

 



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Nicholas had sat there and watched Valmont get in, talking about the first time taking a bath like this. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he got in. It was amazing to see him naked over and over again, something he’d have to get use to. Once Valmont handed him the glass he took it and let it go against his in the toast. This would indeed bring many adventures, he was willing to go on each and everyone one of them with him.

Yes, there will be many new adventures and new experiences, hopefully.” He said to him.

Nicholas had turned himself so he was sitting in front of Valmont, legs together and neat. He was small so he’d be able to fit easily between him and in the tub. It was one of those perks of being small though in the long run it wasn’t very helpful. A lot of things were needed to be done with higher height. The thoughts washed away as he took a sip of his wine, chocking a bit at the direct question. Nicholas patted his chest some coughing once, that was Valmont for you. He wondered on when he did start thinking about that. Lost in thought he took another quick drink and set it on the side, looking at Valmont.

” Lets see.. a couple of months ago. Over the time of working under you and watching you, I just kinda fell for you. I wasn’t sure how but, it happened. With all the ‘clients’ and things you have and cause of how I was made, I didn’t honestly think we’d come this far. But, now I know that things can happen for the impossible.” Nicholas said with a smile.

He laid his head back in the water to soak his hair fully, it draping against his face now. Lifting up a bottle of soap he’d squirt some into a sponge.

” So.. who’s going to get cleaned first? ” The boy asked with a small playful smirk.

 

 

 

Coming Undone – The Kingdom of Lust : PD

Kingdom of Lust – Castle
Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Lust – Castle

~Watch me come undone~

Asmo’s Bedroom

Snoring. Soft snoring. Not just one person….but a few. It was sometime in the morning, but Asmodeus couldn’t tell – save for the light that was pouring in through the large gable windows. Groaning, the demon felt about and happened to touch someone’s boob. ~Grunt…muttering…then a snore~ Asmodeus patted the boob and then brought his hand to his face, dragging it down as he smacked his lips whilst blinking. His mouth was dry and he felt like crud. A dull throbbing in his head and he tried to focus on the mirrored ceiling. Oh…..God. There must have been ten bodies in his bed. ~Could of thought I brought back one.~ He thought to himself. He was still pretty groggy, and went to prop himself up. There was a sea of naked bodies, all tangled together somehow. The air smelt of booze, sex….and was that pizza? Asmodeus rubbed his finger under his nose and then tried to roll the odd person out of the way as he crawled across the bed to get out on the other side. A few protested in their slumber, but he made it to the other side and went to stand. Glancing down at himself, he noticed that the only thing he was wearing was a tie. Usually that is the first thing he takes off. Wait…was it even his?

Going to take a step he nearly tripped on a stiletto shoe that had been discarded. The floor was like a bloody mine field of discarded clothes, bottles, syringes, party favorites….it was then he remembered. He’d had a party. Well fuck. A few stayed over. Had he been of right mind, he would be bellowing for them all to leave, but his head was throbbing and yelling just seemed like the last thing he wanted to do. He waved his hand dismissively at the people strewn on his bed and then staggered…carefully through the party trash and made it to the large double doors. Took him two goes to grab the handle and he swung it open, only to see his man servant standing there – dressed impeccably in his suit and ready with a tray that had a tall glass of water and some pills.

“Good morning, my Lord Asmodeus.”

“Meh…what’s so fucking good about it?”

“Lydia is dead, my Lord. It made the papers.”

Asmodeus just stood there, dumbfounded by the news. “Ah…shit. Didn’t she have some…ball or something?’ It was clear that Asmodeus had missed the worst ball in history. He picked up the pills and popped them in his mouth, before taking up the glass of water and sculling it back.

“Yes, my Lord. You declined that invitation.” Simon kept his face emotionless as he tried to focus on the Prince’s face, and not down at his rather large limp dick that kept smacking his naked thigh.

“Lydia’s a pain in the ass. Glad she’s dead. Hope she choked on some fag’s cock.”

You could tell that Asmodeus was not a morning person…demon. His man servant then set down the tray and offered the Prince a robe. He jiggled it with two fingers, hoping the Demon would put it on. Asmodeus shrugged and started to put it on, as he was going to head down to the main chambers of his castle. Simon bowed as the Prince passed him.

“Very good, my Lord. Shall I have your room cleaned?”

“Nah…I’ll come up and fuck em all again later.” He said casually, strolling off down the hall. “I feel like having a smoke.”

~RB~

 

Tsu:

 

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It had been a silent morning, nothing was going on. No birds, no chirping just pure silence, the wind blowing lightly. You could say it was peaceful but, it wouldn’t be for long. A singing sound came from outside, it entering the palace and echoing softly. ” What do you do when death comes knocking on your door. ~ Oh here she comes, the death of em’ all. “ small humming of random sounds like music following. You could tell it was a females voice, not an old one but, a still young one who had been strolling down he side walk. Some of the shrubs an plants had withered as she walked by, making sure they did. It wasn’t something she did intentionally but, it happened at times. You could say one was brave for waltzing right up into the palace that belonged to the Prince of Lust. She had made her way in, the guards weren’t a problem for her at all. Her eyes scanned the place around, it was pretty good.

” Such sorrow and sadness fills this place, death may be able to do you a favor. ~” Came the singing voice once again, the sound flowing down the halls so the Prince would of heard it all.

Walking slowly she walked the halls and found a large door, pushing it open she’d walk in. Where was she exactly? By the looks of it probably the throne room or some lounge area. Walking in farther a soft smile came to her lips.

” Such a lovely place for the prince.. you sure have done yourself well.” Mi had said and took her place in the middle of the room facing the door.

Mi stood roughly 5’5″ with long black hair that hung down to her hips. Pale light skin, horns sticking from her forehead. Obviously you could tell she was a Demon, a high one at that. The aura of death and demon flowed off her like perfume. She wore a simple black dress with straps, it reached down past the beginning of her hips. One would say it was to short for a lady but, it didn’t bother her. Two bands were around her thighs and tights extending down from them, black bally shoes finishing. You could tell she was a female, her breast, curves and body gave it away, along with the tight dress, the bottom flowing loosely.

” Aw shucks, It seems a party was here. I must of missed it, such a shame.” Mi said with a small smirk, the air did smell of many things.
A soft purring could be heard, where it came from was unknown. A moment later a pure black cat appeared at her feet. It was rubbing against her legs, purring away in comfort. This was a rather bold and daring move but, she had nothing to fear of right now.

 

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Kingdom of Lust – Castle

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“There is going to be an encore performance upstairs as soon as I’ve had this cig, babe.”

It was the Demon of Lust. He had caught the last part of the intruder speaking as he entered from a side corridor into the main throne room. Ah shit. The party went beyond his bedroom, with more trash and littered bodies all over the place. It was like the nightmare after the orgy from Hell. Lust put on the best parties it seemed, when he was in the doldrums. Patting down his robe, he was looking for his cigarette packet, when Simon came to his side and coughed, offering him a fresh packet. Asmodeus smirked and gave a half hearted wink as he took out a cigarette and placed it on the tip of his bottom lip.

“Light…” His thumb lit up with a small flame, which he used to put to the end of the cigarette, drawing back the air so as to light it properly. The red glow on the tip of the cigarette showed he was successful, and he shook his thumb to switch off the flame.

“Mmmmm…better.” It was clear, that Asmodeus enjoyed a morning cigarette. Simon, his faithful servant then handed the demon the paper, which he folded in half and looked set to head off to the nearest bathroom. Course, the woman was still standing there, with a black cat at her feet. The Demon of Lust shot both her and the cat a glance.

“You might want to get the air freshener ready, Simon. Going to be in the lavvy a while.” He hinted, as Simon tried so hard not to roll his eyes. The Demon of Lust took another puff of his ciggy, and then pointed at the girl.

“You look familiar. We shagged before, yeah?” He usually didn’t forget a face, even though he had had more lovers than Gene Simmons. Little did he realize that she was from the Kingdom of Envy. Had he known that, he might have been a little less…casual.

With his cigarette held between his fingers, he pointed at the cat.

“You guys a double act or something?”

 

~RB~

RPC – Asmodeus : The Prince of Lust – PD.

“Asmodeus”

Appearance:

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Name: Asmodeus
Height
6’3″
Weight
425 lbs.
Eyes
Yellow
Hair
Black and red
Allias: Azmodeus, Lord Asmodeus, ; possibly Asmodiar

Age: Born well before Christ.

Race: Demon of Lust.

Relations: Numerous offspring via Lilith; possibly Beliar (son), possible quasi-parental relationship to Daimon and Satana Hellstorm

Alliance: None at present

Status/Job: Prince of the Kingdom Lust

Personality: Asmodeus was widely depicted as having a handsome visage, good manners and an engaging nature; however, he was portrayed as walking with a limp and one leg was either clawed or that of a rooster.
Asmodeus does not need to eat, drink, or sleep and was immune to aging and conventional disease.

Relationship Status: Open

Orientation: Depends on the day.

Likes: Sex….sex sex, souls, clubs, worshippers, followers, beautiful creatures, lube, sex toys, leather, Frankie Goes to Hollwood.

Dislikes: Condoms.

Powers:
Asmodeus’ vast supernatural powers enable him to create interdimensional portals, view other dimensions, cast images, project eldritch flames as force blasts and bestow powers onto demons in his service. Asmodeus can capture the souls of recently deceased humans, though usually only beings who bargain away their souls to him. Asmodeus can sometimes entrap a living human within his realm even if they did not bargain away their soul. As with most Hell-Lords, Asmodeus’ power depends on worshipers and the number of souls in his domain. As his power seems to be connected to his realm, Asmodeus usually sent demonic servants to do his bidding.

Wall of fire – evocation
Range:Medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Effect:Opaque sheet of flame up to 20 ft. long/level or a ring of fire with a radius of up to 5 ft. per two levels; either form 20 ft. High
Duration:Concentration + 1 round/level
Saving Throw:None
Spell Resistance:Yes
An immobile, blazing curtain of shimmering violet fire springs into existence. One side of the wall, selected by you, sends forth waves of heat, dealing 2d4 points of fire damage to creatures within 10 feet and 1d4 points of fire damage to those past 10 feet but within 20 feet. The wall deals this damage when it appears and on your turn each round to all creatures in the area. In addition, the wall deals 2d6 points of fire damage +1 point of fire damage per caster level (maximum +20) to any creature passing through it. The wall deals double damage to undead creatures.
If you evoke the wall so that it appears where creatures are, each creature takes damage as if passing through the wall. If any 5-foot length of wall takes 20 points of cold damage or more in 1 round, that length goes out. (Do not divide cold damage by 4, as normal for objects.)
Wall of fire can be made permanent with a permanency spell. A permanent wall of fire that is extinguished by cold damage becomes inactive for 10 minutes, then reforms at normal strength.

Weapons: WIP

Strengths: Silver tongue, able to twist people’s sexual urges against them, Good looks, charm, sophistication.

Limitations/Weaknesses: Ice, and cold.

Background: Asmodeus is a king of demons mostly known from the deuterocanonical Book of Tobit (that is to say portions of the Bible not included in the Hebrew version), in which he is the primary antagonist.
The demon is also mentioned in some Talmudic legends, for instance, in the story of the construction of the Temple of Solomon. He was supposed by some Renaissance Christians to be the King of the Nine Hells. Asmodeus also is referred to as one of the seven princes of Hell. In Binsfeld’s classification of demons, each one of these princes represents one of the seven deadly sins (Pride, Lust, Envy, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Wrath). Asmodeus is the demon of lust and is therefore responsible for twisting people’s sexual desires. It is said that people who fall to Asmodeus’ ways will be sentenced to an eternity in the second level of hell.
According to the Kabbalah and the school of Rashba, Agrat Bat Mahlat, a succubus, mated with King David and bore a cambion son Asmodeus, king of demons.

The Asmodeus of the Book of Tobit is attracted to Sarah, Raguel’s daughter, and is not willing to let any husband possess her; hence he slays seven successive husbands on their wedding nights, thus impeding the sexual consummation of the marriages. When the young Tobias is about to marry her, Asmodeus proposes the same fate for him; but Tobias is enabled, through the counsels of his attendant angel Raphael, to render him innocuous. By placing a fish’s heart and liver on red-hot cinders, Tobias produces a smoky vapor that causes the demon to flee to Egypt, where Raphael binds him.
Asmodeus would thus seem to be a demon characterized by carnal desire; but he is also described as an evil spirit in general. It is possible, moreover, that the statement, “Asmodeus loved Sarah,” implies that he was attracted not by women in general, but by Sarah only.
The figure of Ashmedai in the Talmud is less malign in character than the Asmodeus of Tobit. In the former, he appears repeatedly in the light of a good-natured and humorous fellow. But besides that, there is one feature in which he parallels Asmodeus, inasmuch as his desires turn upon Solomon’s wives and Bath-sheba. But even here, Ashmedai seems more comparable to a Greek satyr rather than to an evil demon.
Another Talmudic legend has King Solomon tricking Asmodai into collaborating in the construction of the Temple of Jerusalem. In yet another legend Asmodai changed place for some years with King Solomon. An aggadic narrative describes him as the king of all the shades. Another passage describes him as marrying Lilith, who became his queen.
He has also been recorded as the off-spring of the union between Adam and the angel of prostitution, Naamah, conceived while Adam was married to Lilith.
In the Testament of Solomon, a 1st-3rd century text, the king invokes Asmodeus to aid in the construction of the Temple. The demon appears and predicts Solomon’s kingdom will one day be divided. When Solomon interrogates Asmodeus further, the king learns that Asmodeus is thwarted by the angel Raphael, as well as by sheatfish found in the rivers of Assyria. He also admits to hating water and birds because both remind him of God.
In the Malleus Maleficarum, Asmodeus was considered the demon of lust, to which agreed Sebastien Michaelis saying that his adversary is St. John. Some demonologists of the 16th century assigned each month to a demon and considered November to be the month in which Asmodai’s power was stronger. Other demonologists asserted that his zodiacal sign was Aquarius but only between the dates of January 30 and February 8.
He has seventy-two legions of demons under his command. He is one of the Kings of Hell under Lucifer the emperor. He incites gambling, and is the overseer of all the gambling houses in the court of Hell. Some Catholic theologians compared him with Abaddon. Yet other authors considered Asmodeus a prince of revenge.
In the Dictionnaire Infernal by Collin de Plancy, Asmodeus is depicted with the breast of a man, a cock leg, serpent tail, three heads (one of a man spitting fire, one of a sheep, and one of a bull), riding a lion with dragon wings and neck, all of these animals being associated with either lascivity, lust or revenge.
Asmodai appears as the king ‘Asmoday’ in the Ars Goetia, where he is said to have a seal in gold and is listed as number thirty-two according to respective rank.
He “is strong, powerful and appears with three heads; the first is like a bull, the second like a man, and the third like a ram; the tail of a serpent, and from his mouth issue flames of fire.” Also, he sits upon an infernal dragon, holds a lance with a banner and, amongst the Legions of Amaymon, Asmoday governs seventy two legions of inferior spirits.

Current story : WIP

Wild abandon – GS.

Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

co-written with VunG.

 

VunG:  Well that certainly did the trick. Elissa had been hoping she’d goad him into something, though perhaps she hadn’t been ready for how eagerly he went into it. Heck, she thought that he was just a guy who went with the flow of whatever the girl was like, playing sub if she was dom, and dom if she was sub. Instead, however, she got far more than she’d bargained for, and she was more than happy for it.

Surprisingly, she didn’t fall over when he shot up, though she was very visibly surprised… and distracted for when he went for her legs. That got her over right away, landing with a bounce onto her back, yet surprisingly even to herself she found herself letting out a laugh at that. And then she beheld her position, and almost immediately she saw just how this was going to go. He had her damn well, smack on her back with her legs held rather conveniently open, stuck leaning her head up to look up at him as he stood over her, that triumphant grin telling her all that she needed to know. He was more than comfortable in the dominant position, and for the first time in a very long time she found herself bottoming out. Heh, well, so much for the tender cuddling; this was going to be interesting.

To his somewhat unnecessary words, she ‘purred’ and gave an eager grin and a thumbs up. Someone ring the bell, damn it. As he leaned forward and began nibbling at her nipple, she promptly let out a soft, satisfied sigh, her good hand going up to his shoulders just to have something to hold onto, and the other reaching down to toy with herself to make sure to get fully back into the mood. Ah… that feeling of his mouth sent shivers down her spine; she never knew what it was about that kind of touch, but it always got her going something fierce. God, he knew how to do this work; this better become a regular thing for them.

 

Razorbackwriter:  God, that purr of hers. It was dead sexy and was like waving a red flag at a bull. The thumbs up was a bit cheesy, but at this point Tommy simply didn’t care. He’d been given the green light, so to speak. Not that he needed it, Tommy was intent to show Elissa that he had it, when he felt like it. His head lifted from her bosom, but his teeth were attached to her nipple – pulling it taut till he finally let it go. That was sure to give her more than a tingle. A little pain hurt no one. With his arms hooked around her legs, he yanked her hard so that she was pressed up to his waiting member, that was once again engorged and throbbing. Elissa had already started to tease herself with her fingers, to help speed things along, but he wasn’t going to wait.

Straightening himself up, he lined up the head and then in one powered thrust, he forced himself within her with a loud grunt. No more growls – this was going to get pretty hot and heavy. Watching her body slide forward as he took her in earnest, he drew out slightly, before powering in three rapid hip thrusts that were like pistons firing up inside an engine. To get even closer in, he took her right leg and threw it over his shoulder gaining him even closer range. Her ass rising slightly off the bed as he reached for her shoulder and then started to rock his hips back and forth at a furious pace. Every thrust brought from him a labored grunt. His chest swelling and falling.

Tommy only lowered his head to enjoy the spectacle of watching her take it. Her bosoms like small jello molds – jiggling up and back in time to his rhythmic action. He could feel her inner walls clench and tighten around his growing length as he strived to fill her to the brim till she screamed his name.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Well, Elissa was practically asking for him to treat her rough, and that was exactly what she got. The feeling of her nipple getting pulled made her gasp in excitement, ignoring the pain and instead focusing on the electric feeling that shot through her. As he yanked her up to his head, she couldn’t help but feel a tremble of anticipation going through her, looking at his member expectantly then back up at him as she waited for him to get going, propping herself up on her arms in anticipation. And boy did he not wait, immediately making her gasp quickly with each thrust and tilt her head back, her back arching against the sudden rapid-fire pumps. Even before he got moving in earnest she felt herself tightening at the feeling, her fingers clenching at the bedsheets in preparation.

Of course, then that preparation was thrown off as he suddenly took her leg and put it over her shoulder, leaving her spread nice and wide for him as he prepared to get as far in as he could manage. Reaching up with her left hand, she pulled her left leg back as far as she could manage and still remain stable in this strange position, while her now helpless right hand tried to keep her nicely propped up, helping her backside to remain airborne. And then he began, and almost immediately she found herself feeling oddly overwhelmed by the ferocious pace. She did all she could to work with him, pulling on him with the leg he had over his shoulder with every thrust and move her own body to help a gyration, but that was all she could manage. Her mouth was left open as she was tossed about on her own bed like a ragdoll (or so it felt to her), her back arched and chest jiggling aggressively as Tommy continued his masterful work.

However, she refused to just let herself climax quickly, she wanted him to work for it, and she had pretty good self-control, though it was damn obvious from the raspy high-pitched growls escaping her that she was pretty damn pleasured; heck those were probably the closest she came to screaming. Her fingers dug into her sheets and leg, respectively, and she looked at him, biting her lip hard, trying very hard to look like she was resisting his attempts to get her to finish before him, not very well obviously. Eventually she would jolt, not in finish but just as he struck into her in a particular way, and she would seem to briefly fight him, reflexively (and shockingly successfully) croaking, “Tommy!”

 

Razorbackwriter:  You could see the redness of Tommy’s teeth marks on the dark circle of her areola. Her breasts shaking back and forth violently, as Tommy gave no quarter. This was their second time within an hour and he knew it was going to take a bit to get her worked up to experiencing a screaming orgasm. Beads of sweat were forming upon Tommy’s torso and forehead – a single droplet rolling down the line of his cheek bone as he clenched his jaw and snorted hard through his nostrils. She dared him to give no quarter and he rose valiantly to the challenge. The bed protested and groaned with the force of the two lovers. Tommy’s eyes roamed over Elissa, who was now clutching at the bed sheets for support, but they would soon give way to tearing if Tommy had any say in it. With his hand firmly clasped to her thigh as he used it to gain full access he could only sneer as Elissa let out a strangled version of his name. Almost croaking as he found her pleasure spot.

At her cry, Tommy pulled out from her and did something totally unexpected. He snatched up the tie that had been discarded earlier and draped it around his neck. Tommy then used his grip on her leg to flip her over onto her stomach. Again being very much in charge.

“Relax….” He chortled, whilst taking the tie and reaching forward to wrap it around her neck. Tommy would then pull back enough that she could only lift her head back or find her breathing to become difficult. Slamming down his palm at her side, he then started to rub his length teasingly along the crack of her ass, her back having to give and arch as he had hold of her neck via the tie. This was extreme, but the shock should be enough to awaken the tiger within her.

His thickened member was already lubed from her own juices and made it all too easy to tease her with. Biting her shoulder (the good one), he whispered.

:”How about letting me in the back door?”

~RB~

 

VunG:  Sweat seemed to be pouring off of Elissa, her skin slick and beads rolling off her forehead heavily. Her cheeks were flushed red, her throat raw as a butcher’s shop, she could practically feel herself dripping, and she was pretty certain that her sheets weren’t going to survive the morning. And that was exactly how she wanted it. Of course, imagine her [very brief] displeasure when after getting her special spot struck Tommy, rather than continue pushing for that, pulled himself out. Of course, before she could even make any sign of displeasure, she noticed him reaching for something and realized that he had something in mind. Before she could get a good look at whatever he had snatched up she found herself bodily flipped over, and that sense of disappointment evaporated at the manhandling, eager to see what he had in mind.

She actually resisted the feel of the tie a little bit, in spite of his words, though not with any conviction since she figured there was a reason he was doing that; it just felt strange. However, at the pressure, she obediently tilted her head back, laying on her stomach and gripping the sheets and bending her legs out to grant him plenty of access. As he felt his member touch against her backside, she arched even without the encouragement of the tie, another excited gasp escaping her as she realized what he was planning to do. This wasn’t actually something she’d bothered to try, no particular reason it just never occurred to her; but hell if the rest of this was anything to go then this was going to be quite the experience. Hell, between her own juices and the way that his member felt slick against her backside she suspected that it would be easier going in than most times, but regardless she knew that her sheets were getting shredded.

As she felt him bite her shoulder, she let out another heady purr, arching into his touch, not caring at all about whatever marks she might have after this. To his question, she let out another purr and pressed her backside against him encouragingly, eyes turning as much towards his as she could and gave him a look so longing you would think she was being starved. While she couldn’t do so, if she had her voice she would have growled, ‘Yes! Whichever door! Just get back to it!’ She was still swimming from his actions before as well as from some strange semi-masochistic excitement, and she had no intention of letting her engines spool down.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Tommy casually licked the bite mark upon Eliss’a shoulder – his tongue making small circles, knowing full well that she was now aching to have him take her once more. The pleasured purrs had a distinct sound to it. From a solid base and rising in pitch. Oh she wanted it bad. Having pulled out at the right time, in his view; he was staving off the inevitable. Tommy’s hot breath blew upon the wetness of the spot where his tongue had been – all the while he was pulling a little more on the tie. Giving a commanding hold over her. She wanted it rough? That was exactly how it was to be. No more soft and gently, this girl liked it hard and nasty. In fact, the view of her face as she turned to growl at him again was for him to get on with it. Do it! Do it now! Elissa pushed back with those sweet cheeks of hers – urging, encouraging him to use her and well.

“You want me? Don’t you?” Tommy’s voice had a down right husky edge as he pushed himself up to get right in behind her. Her round buttocks propped up for him – a right cat on heat. He could see the glistening of her lower sex and he gave that a slight rub with two fingers to tease her more. All the while his throbbing length tapped her left ass cheek. Tommy spanked that ass cheek and hard. Reinforcing his intent. The tie wound around his hand like a reign and he gave that a sharp tug. Tommy was going to ride this bitch till she couldn’t take anymore.

Lining up the shining head with his free hand, he placed it to the puckered opening and gave a little push – just enough to let her know he was ready. Tommy was rocking his hips slightly. Teasing that head to her opening. Such a sweet sight – her body glistening and arching all for him. Then he eased in just an inch, enough to make her yelp for sure. It was so fucking tight, that Tommy threw his head back and gasped. His right hand clasped her hip and he started to burrow in deeper…and deeper. The further he went, the pain was unbelievable. So TIGHT!. Even with the lubrication of her own juices, he could feel her inner walls resisting.

“Come on baby. push back” He growled, as he was now practically touching her ass with his thighs.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Agh! The damn teasing was nearly unbearable. Every tiny twitch of his body sent tingles across her skin, and every yank of the tie made her heart pound furiously in her ears. Even this short period of time showed just how much he enjoyed teasing her, to the point that she felt as if she might attempt to fight back just to get him back in. Yeah, she felt like a cat in heat alright, but to be fair he’d been the one to start the fire; no sense putting water on it. At his words, she felt a shiver, unable to confirm in any other way than a further purr. She propped herself up on her arms a bit, just so she would be able to stay stable. The feeling of his fingers’ intrusion earned more sounds from her, and at the spanking she just shoved her backside up against him again, submitting eagerly to the commanding force of the tie. She needed to be ridden, not now but right now! She needed to be taken as hard as he could manage and until they both collapsed.

As he prepared to enter, she braced herself fully, arching gladly and rolling her shoulders in preparation, almost resting into the grasp of the tie and finding strange comfort in it at the alien touch of his slick member near her tight hole. Oh how his body was tantalizing her; she might not be able to see his, but what she felt told all she needed. And then… penetration: almost immediately her entire body arched ferociously against it and she inhaled incredibly sharply. She’d heard how it was more than a bit painful for those new to it (and even those used to it), but jeeze this was almost like she was getting shot in the ass! Yet, it wasn’t quite unpleasant; there was still pleasure there, perhaps amplified by the pain, and her entire body seemed to be tingling at this strange and wonderfully tight experience! She could tell from his own sounds that it was just as hard for him, and as she felt his member forcing into her taut walls she knew that this would be a team effort, even with her juices helping the lubrication. At his urging, she gladly obeyed. Fingers digging into the fabric, she let out a strangely quiet, strangled roar and slammed buttocks ferociously at him, burying him in to the hilt. Immediately she gasped at the feeling, the sound of fabric ripping heard as she forced herself to remain upright despite the blended pain and pleasure.

For a moment she seemed to be gasping for breath, remaining in his tie’s grasp as their skin touched and he remained in her. Then, before he could even begin acting, she forcibly leaned forward into his reigns as far as she could go while arching her back and leaning her head back before slamming hard back onto him, letting out another cry as she felt her entire body tremble and her lower lips slightly dripping at the forced widening of her walls.

 

Razorbackwriter:  The beauty of that back as it arched and showed off the curve of her spine. Elissa was indeed a creature to be tamed and Tommy would do so right in that bed. The feelings were swirling through Tommy’s mind. The aching need to be complete with her – filling her as far as he could possibly go. The hand slap he had given her had left a red welt upon her skin, but it did the trick and had her submit. Gladly surrendering her inhibitions right then and there. The force though with which she pushed back showed an eagerness. She wanted him as much as he her….and was prepared to push herself past the boundary of pain. Those soft cheeks were set to take a pounding, that was for sure. The sudden tearing of the sheets meant that she had gripped the cotton way too hard. Be it the searing pain of his thick member opening her up inside, that had done it. The pain. It was exquisite. Words could barely describe the feeling. Almost like a vice as her walls tensed and gave no quarter. Elissa would need to relax, but at the moment she was as taut as a barbed wire fence, and just as dangerous. As they appeared almost locked together – fused, the pair both panted hard and fast. It was like each was gaining more from this action than either had imagined possible.

With a surprised expression, Tommy watched as Elissa drew her body forward – her neck being pulled tight by the tie as she readied to slam back so he would be forced to drill into her. God, was she real? The feeling as his slick member slid out was indescribable. Then she pushed back so hard it near took his breath away. Elissa was giving it her all – pushing past the pain as the pleasure erupted between them. Spurned by her actions, Tommy’s fingers dug into her flesh and he then started the rhythm that would be the catalyst for their wild lovemaking. Tommy almost let out a roar as he simply let himself go. Gripping that hip and pulling it back and then pushing it forward relentlessly.

Tommy kept a tight reign on her with the tie and now the pair were in perfect sync. The bed creaking and moaning, the bed springs squealing as the pair humped madly. Tommy riding her like no other man had. He was being driven onward by an aching need – a swelling that was set to burst inside of her at the rate they were going. How her body could take such treatment was beyond imagination.

“God, you’re so good!” Tommy blurted in between gasps of breath. These being ragged and intense. After a few good thrusts he pulled right out and then hoisted her hip up higher as he set to take her lower once more. To find that spot and bring her home.

She was incredibly slick…the bed sheets drenched and torn. No doubt she would need to get new ones.

~RB~

 

VunG:  This was utter and complete madness. This was probably the most painful sexual encounter she’d ever put herself through, bar none… and it was oh so good. Tommy was driving her absolutely insane, everything he was doing was spurring her on like some furious horse, and she was barely able to keep her breath up as they went. The feel of his fingers only encouraged her, the red marks that they would leave forgotten as she obeyed the unspoken command of his touch, her mouth wide open in a silent scream. Every thrust made her arch her back and her arms shake, but she didn’t stop, remaining in sync with him as he rode her, her bed making the soundtrack to their furious lovemaking. She could feel herself wanting to climax yet unable to for some reason, his member throbbing within her as it went; oh this was exactly what she needed.

She was unable to respond to his words, indeed she could barely think other than to be encouraged by him, redoubling her efforts afterwards. Then, to her surprise she felt him pull out, her backside aching at the treatment and her body aching for more, to be finished properly. Of course, she knew what he was up to the moment she felt her hips moving upwards, and the moment she felt his member even prod into her she slammed herself back on him with all the force she could muster, a raspy, wispy howl escaping her as she did so. GOD that felt good! She was so sensitive now and her adrenaline pounding so hard that she would probably be ready to go at full power no matter how hard he pushed her. Come on! You’re on the home stretch! Bring it home! She could already feel the first hints of that familiar tingling in her, she needed to feel that member of his strike that spot of hers as hard and as often as he could manage! Don’t hold back, just pound away and use her until he couldn’t any more!

 

Razorbackwriter:  Beauty. That was the only way to describe the look on Elissa’s face. She was blossoming under the onslaught of Tommy’s brutal love making. Harder and harder he rode her, with the end clearly in sight. They were moving together in total sync, but the bed – it was crying out in protest as it wasn’t made for such antics. Would he finish her in time before breaking the bed? Any thoughts of that were extinguished as Tommy girth was now at a point where he could feel the ache in his balls. Tommy let out another series of grunts that were in time with his furious hip thrusts. Faster….faster. It was like a sexual marathon race and both were about to cross the finish line. He angled himself to thrust up and this was sure to set off her special spot deep within. Tommy wanted to feel her cum. He wanted to ejaculate right as she was in the throes of an earth shattering orgasm. Just a few more……

The last three thrusts would have Tommy start to stiffen, becoming almost rigid as the swelling reached a crescendo. Tommy threw his head back and cried out Elissa’s name. It was guttural and an almost strangled sound as he fought for breath then held it. Tommy gripped Elissa’s hips as he burrowed deep and then held her. His member shooting out streams of hot jism up into her womb. Tommy only moved slightly as he let himself go. The release was incredible after the long build up.

Tommy’s body was glistening with sweat and a small stream of their juices made a wet patch beneath them. The sheets were torn and abused, much like the bed. Tommy held Elissa in that same position until she was spent, and only then would he fall back on the bed – panting like a dog.

~RB~

 

 

 

Falling – GS.

 

Scene setting:  Elissa’s apartment – GS.

co-written with VunG.

 

VunG:  So much energy, so much passion and furious heat, all of it built up into that one grand moment as Tommy thrust up into her and they both released. The feeling of their fluids mixing made her shiver, her entire body tingling with the climax, their strange, manic love-making finally cooling down. She returned his gaze, her chest heaving and breath heavy as she struggled to catch her breath. Eventually the feel of his arms around her was all she needed to finally give in, and she softly collapsed onto him, slowly sliding her hands up to rest on him. They were both done.

Like Tommy, she was bright red in blushing with their intense ‘exercise,’ and all she could hear beside their breathing was heartbeats. Tommy… he felt so passionate about everything, there was energy there she had never felt before… it was an energy she hoped never flickered, it was absolutely amazing. She hoped that this wasn’t an only time… she wanted to know all he had to give. She had no idea what just happened or how they clicked so suddenly, but she sure as heck wasn’t about to complain about it.

At his words, she let out a soft snicker, only just now realizing how rough her throat felt now, but didn’t care enough; as far as she was concerned she had the best lover in New York. She didn’t bother ‘speaking,’ she just slid over onto her good side and let her left arm wrap around him as she snuggled up to him, giving him a soft kiss on the neck, eyes still open as she just gazed at him. After all the madness that they had been through, this sort of bliss was just what the doctor asked for. Well… her doctor would probably have an anneurism if he knew about this fresh off getting shot, but forget him. She was perfectly happy with what just happened, her bandages and stitches seemed to have held, and she was now in a state of pure bliss with a wonderful guy. As far as she was concerned, that was a 100% positive result.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Some guys are fast to get out of bed after coupling, others light a smoke, or fall asleep. Tommy? He wasn’t like other blokes. Right now he was coming down from the heady high of how Elissa had made him feel. His breathing was now starting to regulate as he had finally caught his breath. He’d asked the question that was the first thing on his mind. It was insane just how wild Elissa had made Tommy feel, and now he was staring back into those beautiful eyes – totally captivated. She had bewitched him completely, and when she kissed his neck it was like ice on a flame. Cooling…gentle. He needed this….he needed her. It didn’t matter that she couldn’t answer him aside from a soft snicker. That was enough. The radiating warmth of her cheeks, the redness. Yes she felt it too.

Tommy rolled enough so he could snuggle Elissa and face her.

He leaned his head forward and kissed her forehead softly, while his arm wrapped around her to bring her close to him. Tommy loved how she melded to his form, her body smaller and yet she was the perfect fit. His hand strummed her back lightly as he whispered.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Tommy was worried about her stitches and her shoulder. A gentle yet concerned look sweeping across his features. He genuinely cared about her. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt her. Before she could even answer, his lips searched for her. Kissing her with an aching need. If she didn’t get it by now, Elissa had gotten more than she bargained for that morning. Tommy was smitten. A hand clasped her backside, and the fingers dug into her skin. It was as though he was not ready to let her go. Not yet.

~RB~

 

VunG:  The enraptured feeling was utterly mutual, she had absolutely zero intent of leaving the person that had just placed her on cloud nine. The warmth of his skin against hers, his wonderful gaze, the redness of his cheeks. Oh how she wished she could speak; sign language was so dispassionate in her eyes, impossible to get across her true emotions. She felt like she was melting from the inside out, and in a good way. Right now she wanted to just forget the outside world and stay here, embraced, sweat mixing with sweat, passion for passion. Indeed, she definitely felt something after that, and she was more than happy to cling to it.

As he pressed his lips to her warm, slightly sweaty forehead, she couldn’t help but snuggle up against him, happy to fall into his grasp. All thoughts of power were gone, right now she was just happy to be here with an equal, glad to be here as one body with her newfound lover. The feeling of his hand on her back was rather pleasant, and she returned it with her own hand, her fingers lightly feeling those wonderful muscles. His words got a light scoff out of her as if the idea was absurd, but before she could give an actual response (in the form of a shake of her head), she was promptly interrupted by the feeling of his lips. Well, guess she was going to have to get used to that, certainly not something she had issue with; the feel of his lips was electric and she was more than happy to return the favor. The intrusion of his hand on her backside surprised her a little, but she just continued kissing, sliding her right hand under him to hold onto his body while her other reached up to his head to hold his hair a bit. Well, this was rapidly becoming a strange morning; barely through breakfast and it seemed that she’d hooked Tommy to her. He would catch a bit of the ‘purrs’ as he fondled her backside and their kissing continued; she loved everything about his embrace, from the playful lack of tact to his gaze to his kisses to his scent and beyond… this was perfection.

 

Razorbackwriter:  In a world where there was so much heartache, imperfection, death and mystery; Tommy had stumbled across the very thing that he thought he would never find. Coiled up with Elissa in his arms, this was a sanctuary from the madness of the real world. All the danger, the horror and the sin were outside of this bubble that they had created merely by chance. From the fast pace and voracious act they had just performed, now they were sharing a moment that was far more meaningful. It was rare as it was beautiful. To be treasured and savored for what it was. To be honest, Tommy had never felt this way before. So many words could describe what he was feeling, but instead of speaking them he let his body talk. His fingers danced and gripped at Elissa’s flesh as his kisses slowed. It was almost as though he had settled and now was letting this magic take him away. Elissa’s purrs were to him acceptance. A renewed joy filling his heart.

Was this what it felt like? To fall for someone who he barely knew?

Only when he drew his head back and broke the kiss could he honestly look at her. His eyes searching hers. This was so new for him. The brash and cocky Tommy now reduced to a man who would gladly fall on his knees and do whatever Elissa wanted him too. A free hand came up and cupped her cheek as he drowned in her gaze. Not even putting up a fight.

His body was now sweaty and slick from their love making. Tommy knew that he would have to get up and shower, but part of him just didn’t want to leave her side. Silly as it sounded. He wanted to kiss her again. Roll her over and then take her once more. His eyes darted to the clock and already he could see the day was really starting without them. Tommy turned his face back to hers. The playful side being replaced by a more serious one. They still hadn’t heard from Frank. The world outside was starting to tear away at the peaceful bubble. Without thinking, Tommy blurted;

“Elissa. I’m falling for you.”

 

Would she reject him, or laugh at these words. Would she believe him?

~RB~

 

 

 

 

 

Teasing & Twerking – GS.

 

Scene setting:  Elissa’s Apartment.

co-written with VunG.

 

VunG:  Elissa very promptly scoffed at the kiwi comment, resisting the urge to make a comment along the lines of ‘hopefully the branch isn’t a baby carrot,’ mostly succeeding just because she didn’t know the sign language for ‘carrot.’ That said, his weird way of offering a frontal view got her to raise her eyebrows with surprise, though she was quick enough on the trigger to fire back with a toothy grin, ~I bet I’d ask for a refund.~ Nothing quite like some playful insults between friends. What was that that one of the boys on the old squad had said? ‘You know when you have a true friend when you can say things that would get you arrested if said in public.’

She also continued eating her apple as she looked over at him, just waiting for his witty retort. Truth be told, there a lot of different traits she could appreciate in a man, from sensitivity to confidence to intelligence. She wasn’t about to declare Tommy a paragon of that first, but the other two he very clearly had down pat, and damn if that wasn’t something that got her a little hot under the collar. It had been a while since she lost her husband, and while she did miss him, she’d long ago realized that he wouldn’t want her to mope about him too much; so she latched onto that philosophy as best she could manage. Why be afraid of joy because of something you couldn’t change? Sure those old feelings would return, but she would rather avoid them than cling to them.

As Tommy moved closer, she looked up at him expectantly, wondering exactly where he was going with it. The exact situation of his relationship with the other woman got a raised eyebrow out of him, but she chose to take his word for it that he was free as a bird. And then he took his pot shot. There was a very brief moment where she looked genuinely surprised by his compliment, clear as day. Still, she was quick to react, and she came up with an interesting way to toy with him a bit. Turning towards him and making sure that there was some open space behind him, she leaned up on her tip-toes, putting both hands on his chest, looking like she was offering a kiss. However, before he could move to put his hands behind her, she pushed him away somewhat firmly, though all the while grinning wickedly, grabbing her apple from the counter and signing challengingly, ~You’re not man enough to keep up.~ Her blue eyes were sparking fiercely, challenging him to try as she took a bite of her apple, cocking her hips and putting her free hand on it.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Now there is a thing called playing hard to get, but there is also that moment when a challenge is issued. Acting all coy and then giving Tommy a good shove back followed by a wicked signing that he wasn’t man enough to keep up with her, was like throwing down the gauntlet. “Aha!” Tommy let out a loud laugh as though he found her comment to be totally laughable. Tommy Xo? Not man enough. Was she daring to question his ability to please a woman? Oh those baby blue eyes of her were practically dazzling as she took another bite from her apple and gave a little hip wiggle. Her hand resting on her hip as though she was daring him.

 

Tommy started to slowly unbutton his shirt, and there would be no signing from him as he exposed his chest. He then pulled it roughly from where it was tucked into his pants and ripped it off – showing off his upper torso. Tommy started to make his pecs dance as he did a little shuffle, giving Elissa a little floor show in the kitchen.

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“I got the moves, El.”

It was like something out of a Channing Tatum movie for her eyes only. Either she was going to choke on her apple, or die laughing. Either way, this morning was getting pretty interesting. Tommy grabbed his tie and then draped it around Elissa’s neck and winked to see how she would react. He then spun around and twerked….Yes…he twerked.

 

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa remained calmly watching as Tommy went about slowly stripping out of his shirt, wondering what in the world he had in mind. She knew darn well that she’d pretty well thrown down the gauntlet and she figured that unless he was the weakest person ever she’d probably have to put up with him attempting to put the moves on her for the next little while. And she was perfectly fine with that. However, what she hadn’t been expecting was for him to go full-on Chip’n’Dale’s on her right there in her kitchen. Initially she was just stunned, her eyes watching as his muscles rippled and just trying to comprehend what she was watching… and once he spoke she was immediately rolling, soft coughs escaping her as she leaned over, tears of laughter streaming down her face.

At that point, all was thrown to the wind, goodbye rules, goodbye outside world, hello surreally sexy morning. As he wrapped his tie around her, she promptly winked back with an eager grin, wanting to know where he was going with this. But then he… oh jeeze. He twerked. Well, there were two reactions she could have to that, but only one of which would have actually been worth the effort. If you can’t beat ’em…

Immediately she joined him, rubbing her front up against him, ignoring the fact that she was on the wrong side for the female. She wasn’t in anything nearly as sexy as his attire (or lack thereof), but her nightgown definitely rode up to reveal her plain panties. She placed her hands on his backside while this was going on, and she even went so far as to give him a light smack, a snicker accompanying it as they went.

Eventually she tired of the embarrassment that was realizing she twerked of all things, so she quickly grabbed him and spun him around to face her. Grabbing the tie that was now around her neck, she hooked it back around his and yanked her close to her and pressed her lips to his roughly, her eyes burning excitedly. It was a damn good thing she couldn’t speak, because she damn well didn’t want to voice the fact of the matter: despite how silly this whole thing was, Tommy had definitely won.

 

Razorbackwriter:   What a sight! The pair of them both twerking without music but the whisper like laughter that was coming from Elissa. Tommy could be a right dolt at times, but in a way it was infectious as now Elissa had completely lowered her guard and joined in on the mad cap dancing. Totally taking on the wrong roles, with Tommy acting more like Miley Cyrus at the Music awards. To feel Elissa rub against him as she did was a bit of a surprise for Tommy; but a happy one at that. When she went a bit further and actually spanked him, he let out a loud whoop like he was at a rodeo. With her hands clasping his rear, Tommy gave her a bit of a ride – so to speak. A few extra ass wiggles and he was done. Before he could catch a breathe however, Elissa grabbed Tommy and spun him around – dropping the tie around his neck as though she was lassoing him. Oh this really was a rodeo. Pleasantly surprised at her bold action, the next thing she did totally caught him off guard. Using the tie, Elissa yanked his head forward and down so that she could press her lips hard to his. Tommy’s eyes were wide with surprise and didn’t miss the look in her eyes. Dayumn! How he did it, he still didn’t know, but the fire in her eyes soon caught his own. Reaching around, Tommy gripped the cheeks of Elissa’s ass and hoisted her up so that she would have to wrap her legs around his hips for support.

A sharp growl emitted from Tommy’s throat – a rich sound that could be felt as well as heard. Tommy didn’t care that Elissa was still in her night gown – which had ridden up even further up her thighs. His fingers dug into the soft cheeks of her backside – kneading them while his tongue searched within her mouth for hers. Tommy may have won, but he easily surrendered to her.

 

~RB~

 

VunG:  Oh, even without actually having one, Elissa was feeling so hot under the collar she might as well catch fire. She had absolutely no idea why she was doing this, whether she was just in desperate need of something to purge her stress, lonely, genuinely attracted to Tommy on both a physical or mental level, or all of the above, but she just felt absolutely on fire. The feel of his hands on her backside was unexpected, but she had no complaints about it, and moved naturally as he lifted her up off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist while her hands went behind his neck, letting the tie hang limp. The growl was a new one to her, but she loved it, she loved the sensation it created as their mouths tussled.

As he continued to knead her backside she let out a sound of herself, almost like she was sighing, but much more sensual than that. Her tongue fought back against his, gladly meeting it and tangling with it ferociously as she kissed him back aggressively. She may have been a heterosexual woman, but with her husband and her few other past boyfriends she’d been the man of the relationship, and even if she didn’t demand it, her borderline aggressive mentality was still there. Her fingers gripped tightly to his skin, kneading his back much as his hands were working at her, and right now the only thing keeping her from flinging her gown off was the fact that she’d likely fall off if she attempted it. Even if she was no longer the ‘man’ of the house and had quite easily surrendered to Tommy’s wiles, that didn’t mean she didn’t have a different kind of fight left in her.

 

Rough Dominance – SS

 

 

Scene setting : Dark alley in Hell.

co-written with Artie.

(Brutal sex scene – reader discretion is advised)

 

Artie:  The blonde felt her skin perk with goosebumps at his words and whistle… but at the same time his words prompted a sort of fear only he could bring to the front of her mind.. The chill went from her core to her fingertips, causing her to involuntarily wrap one arm protectively around her breasts.. despite her full covering she still felt exposed. His tone gave her the feeling that he saw through her clothing, to the soft flesh underneath.. He’d only ever forcefully exposed her bosom to his greedy eyes, the rest remained hidden from his view and the thief felt such was best.. Slowly she would increase her own pace, the heat of the moment beginning to sober her, yet at the same time it kept her drunk and under. “Fuck that!” Her voice had risen in pitch — was that how she sounded when in ecstasy? The warlock could only ponder..

The fall of her chest picked up as did his pace, her own feet fumbling to move faster.. It was difficult to remain balance as one hand clutched the bottle of liquid that made her in such stupor.. the other hugging to her chest.. Even now she was dressed in such clothing that held everything in, but her increased voluptuousness also created an effect.. So surely, if all was released, she’d be much more appealing than now.. despite already appearing so. “Go away, you.. you.. fuck!” She’d gotten frustrated, increasing her pace and thus the loudness of her strides..

And then strong arms wrapped around her body, encasing her. At this the girl’s feet would kick upwards, heat bursting from her core at the physical touch while her mind screamed in agony with the yell of fright from her lips.. “Don’t fucking touch me!” Her hand would bring back the bottle over his head – she was unsure if she’d hit him, or if it flew over him.. But either way, she heard the shatter of her only defense…

Her leg would attempt to kick back, aiming to hit him hard in the shin. This was done merely to get a few hits in – from his strong grasp she knew that her continuous squirming would do little good.. Her heart beat furiously, excited and scared all at the same time as her chest moved in reaction as such. “Son of a bitch! Bastard!” Random profanities ripped from her lips, her expression that of a snarl as she could feel her clothing tightening against her form.. Her hands clawed for his arms, attempting to leave deep scratches on his forearms.

All thought of his pleasure was forgotten as she fought his will.

 

Razorbackwriter:  ~ Come into these arms again….and lay your body down~

Such a rawness to her voice. Though tainted by the drink, there was a hidden message within her words. Bandit’s pitch a dead giveaway. She could not hide the excitement she felt if she dared. It was what made her all the more exotic in his mind. How could Bandit have forgotten so easily that it was her fighting spirit that made him heady and almost slick from rising passion. Already he was releasing a dribble of pre that stained his pants, though in this lack of light she would not be able to see. Like a viper, the Warlock’s arm shot out and then enveloped Bandit from behind. She was slow due to her alcoholic fueled stupor and this made it all the more entertaining. In a filth laden alley, with the woman that he had hunted for so long being nothing more than a sad drunk. Oh but she still had that bite. Her words filled with venom and malice. It was only when he dug his clawed digits into the succulent mounds of her breasts that were now stretching the very fabric of her top did the Warlock howl long and loud as he went in for the kill.

Her struggles were foreplay, her scratching and snarling were that of a temptress…a tease. His thickening member twitched and slapped at her ass from within the confines of his pants. Her legs kicked outward, but this only made her rounded buttocks press back to his hips. It was almost like she was bouncing and Raul reveled in the actions. “Don’t fucking touch me!” She screamed, and this would only heighten his need to dominate her. “Too…Nmmph….late.” He was doing more than touch her. His other arm coming around, to find a way to slide his fingers between her legs. The tearing sound of her shirt would come as they struggled with each other. Raul trying to force her to one of the industrial bins., so he could bend her over. Bandit got a few good kicks in to his shins, but this was met with delicious growls as a reward.“Son of a bitch! Bastard!” She screamed, as she scratched into his forearms, drawing blood.

“YES!…MARK ME!..MAKE ME BLEED…AND I SHALL DO THE SAME TO YOU!” Raul’s voice rich and thick with want, as he bit down on her neck with a ferocity that would leave her reeling.

~RB~

Artie:  “No.. no!” Rrrriipp! The tear of her fabric that shielded her from his view was the sound of the beginnings of defeat.. All that stood between him and the sensitivity of her chest was the bra that held her full bounce in.. Yet he had already made it clear that he could take the fabric and rid her of it in haste. Yet.. her heart beat in desire, her legs squeezing together in protest of him but at the same time her womanhood tensed in ready anticipation. The contradictory feel of mind and body was overwhelming, her drunken brain buzzing with an attempt to make sense of what was happening. The grunts of her struggle reflected back at the thief, the female’s feet dragging along the ground to dig in her heels.. She was not making it easy for him to drag her to such terrible confinement, where he would truly be able to dominate her. “Fuck! No!” The words burst from her in loud cries, distress clear in her voice while the higher pitch gave away her excitement.. If she had been sober, such pleasure would not be heard..

The warlock’s next words caused her to stiffen, her whole body tensing at the action that followed.. It was surprising that she did not go limp, instead her body going to a complete lockdown mode when his teeth dug into the sensitive fleck of her neck.. Until, of course, her body immediately followed with an involuntary reaction. Her chest constricted, her lips parting as a cry resounded from her core. It started low in pitch but was soon high, her eyes fluttering at the intense pain and yet pleasure that came from it..

Her voice would end in a breathless tone, as though she had realized her noise finally and immediately cut it off, replacing it with a gasp. The sound had echoed around her, a redness coming over her cheeks as a breathlessness settled in. And dread. Dread coursed through her veins, knowing now that the growing need in her lower regions would be recognized through the terrible noise she had uttered..

“I… I don’t want..!” Though they had nearly reached the bins now, her stiff moment giving him quite a bit of leverage to drag her: but it was now that she dug in her heels harder, squeezing her thighs shut against his fingers that attempted to prod.. A sob racked her lips in the complete fear she held for herself, yet at the same time she wanted to laugh in lust..

 

Razorbackwriter:  The fight that Bandit put up only brought about rapture from the Warlock. His every pore taking in her released pheromones for she was clearly excited as she was terrified. The sharp razor edge of his nails now tearing not only the fabric of her shirt, but moving now to rip her bra to shreds. Lust had risen – eyes a shocking shade of red with a tinge of green stared at the woman’s neck as he withdrew from the fevered bite. Yes! He had once again made his claim in the way of a mark that bled such sweet droplets of her crimson stain. Hungrily he lapped at her flesh – panting as he did so. Fingers…hands moving fast and Bandit gave up a terrific fight of resistance. Her cries however betrayed her. High pitch and riddled with an aching need for more. It was what Raul knew of Bandit all along. As much as she would hate to ever admit it, the girl needed a firm hand – a strong Master to bring her to new and dizzying heights of unadulterated bliss. The heat she was now radiating was such her cheeks were aflame. Raul could feel the pounding of her heart beneath her peaked bosom, now swollen to fit perfectly into the clasp of his large hands.

Raul’s fingers probed through the cloth that separated him from her inner jewel. The sweet nub and luscious lips that he craved to delve and wallow in. A sob escaped Bandit’s lips and this was the moment of triumph. It spurred him to render her free of the tight pants that bared his way. “I… I don’t want..!” Even in the midst of the frenzied attack, her own body betrayed her words. Raul tore her panties free as though a rag, and his index finger and middle fingers slipped into the juicy folds that were waiting for him. Hot…lush…ripe. Bandit must truly be aching for him as he was now busting out of his own pants – the need to finish her so strong.

“Oh…but you do!” Raul cried out with her blood upon his lips. The Warlock slammed her hard against the bin, so her breasts were pushed to just hang over the side. His bulk pressed to her buttocks as he pinned her to the cold metal. Being of a larger frame, he towered over her. His lips brushing the back of her head, sniffing her sweet scent -ready to truly own her. One hand locked upon her right breast, with nails piercing her flesh – whilst he tore the last of the fabric to expose her bare rump. His hand striking it hard, before he released himself from the confine of his pants. Engorged and glistening, Raul began to rub his slick self between the crack of her arse, while his fingers violently began to pump into her dripping opening.

~RB~