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He grinned, taking his cue, and let his lanky fingers begin to undo the miniscule latches that kept the seam together. Though her eyes and ears remained focused on their surroundings, ensuring she would be aware of any sudden interruptions, the rest of her body remained fixed on his. She felt herself gasp lightly as all the latches became undone, and she could feel the crisp air hit her delicate skin. He grinned, letting his fingers lightly run across where the seam used to be, not quite sinking in between her cheeks, but grazing her nether lips every so slightly. |
"Well, now. I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of getting to know you this well before," he said, as the words left his lips, he turned his hand to cup between her legs. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming slightly jagged as she felt his fingers nestle into her already glistening folds. He noticed her current state and smirked, "I guess this is proof of how much you really do enjoy this work." He let his index finger lazily press against her clit, and she gasped once more. "Though, I might just need more convincing, personally." |
She looked back, raising an eyebrow at his words. She saw as he removed his hands from her, and she furrowed her brow somewhat, at the absence of his touch. She watched as he lay back onto the floor, eyes still on her. His hands came back onto her hips, pulling her back towards him. She moved back, her eyes widening as he positioned her over his face. He pushed her forward slightly, only to make her fall to her knees instead of squat. Grinning, he pulled her hips towards him once more. Her lips parted to let out a muted cry as she felt his mouth connect with her nether. |
Her eyes shut, and she felt them roll back as his mouth began to work on her, his tongue delving in between her folds and encircling her clit, then lightly sucking on it. She could feel her arousal build within her. His mouth pulled away slightly, and that grin reappeared on his lips. "I must admit, I'm enjoying it just as much as you," he said, his voice deeper than normal. As the words left his lips, his mouth was once again on her. She arched her back as she felt his tongue delve deeper into her this time. Her body shuddered as little jolts of pleasure hit her. |
She leaned forward, hands roaming over his leathers, focusing on his crotch, and feeling his bulge. Her fingers deftly unbuckled his leggings and slipped in. Not knowing what to expect, she did notice the decay on him was not far developed. As her agile fingers wrapped around his hard shaft, she could feel no difference in texture or touch. Though she felt him gasp against her pussy as she gripped him firmly. Her ears were still acutely aware of their surroundings as she pulled his length out. Her tongue darted out, teasing his head, encircling it before her lips latched onto the underside, and gave it a soft suckle. |
She could feel him moan into her as his tongue became bolder, pushing deeper inside her, and his hands spread her cheeks. She arched her back against him, like a cat in heat, as her mouth took him in fully this time. She felt his cock throb inside her mouth as she slowly suckled him. Her tongue ran up the length of his shaft as her mouth came off slightly. She gently raked her teeth back down as she felt his whole body shudder beneath her. She grinned against his shaft, "It seems like you are enjoying it quite a bit, Crillo." Her lips formed another smirk, but before she could continue, he pulled himself from her quickly. |
She blinked, somewhat confused, but then she felt him behind her, his cock prodding against her sodden slit, as his hands pulled her hips to him once more. "Indeed, I am. I've always wondered how this would feel," he grinned, as he pulled her hips back, letting his length sink into her deeply. She let out a gasp as she felt him enter her. Her walls kept snug around his shaft as she felt herself tremble with pleasure. His strokes were slow to begin with, her juices more than enough lubrication to help him through. With each thrust into her, she could feel her pussy tighten around him, milking him, urging him to stay nestled in deep. |
He leaned over her, one hand trailing from her hips, moving in front, and onto her clit. She bit her bottom lip as he rubbed her. His thrusts increased in pace as she rolled her head forward, breathing even more jagged. But she pulled away from him, even though her want and need were strong. He looked at her, somewhat puzzled, but her expression was enough to placate him. She turned to him, putting her hands on his shoulders, and pushing him into a sitting position. She looked down at his glistening cock, and then back up at him. Her tongue darted out, running over her lips as she grinned. |
Slowly, she moved her legs over him, straddling him, and lowering herself down. She saw his eyes shut as he sunk deep into her once more. Arms entwined around his neck, she began to grind against him, forcing her weight onto him, ensuring he was nestled deep inside her. Her pace soon quickened as she rode him, her body undulated above his, walls tightening with each stroke. His hands roamed over her covered breasts, squeezing at them in vain, as he felt what little control he had left, leave him. |
She nuzzled her mouth near his ear, and he could hear her subtle moans as she moved above him. Her pace increased as she could feel her juices slowly start to seep from her. Her ears perked as they picked up a noise outside. The fear of being caught, and the urgency of their combined pleasure, forced her on. His hands moved down to her hips, gripping them as she continued to ride him. His eyes opened to meet hers, and she knew the look all too well. She grinned, and then tightened her pussy around him one final time, before he erupted inside her. |
The feel of his cock tensing, and her walls tight, was enough to bring her own climax. She moved her lips to his ears once more, so he could hear her orgasm. They shuddered against each other, letting the pleasure course through them. She kept her arms around him, basking in the afterglow of their combined bliss. She grinned against him, her voice still low, "I think we may have company." Slowly, reluctantly, she pulled herself off of him, and quickly refastened the latches on the seam of her leggings. She grinned as she watched him compose himself, and move his hands to his daggers once more. |
Genre: games |
Chapter 1 |
Narya kept her gasp in check as she managed to dodge the night elf's swing and vanish into the shadows. She sprinted across the cobblestone roads of Stormwind and headed towards the dim buildings of the Dwarven District. She kept her breathing to a minimum, taking short breaths, in order to avoid inhaling too much of the airborne soot that lingered around her. As she slowed her pace to a jog, she found her way to the tram. |
Once through the gates, she let out a little sigh of relief. Her venture into enemy territory that morning had not been one of her brightest ideas, considering her mood. Distracted, she had almost fallen victim to the Kaldorei's blade. She pushed her mask down, remaining stealthed within the confines of the Alliance transport system. She smirked, realizing how lucky she was to have escaped, given her unfocused thoughts. |
She made her way through the narrow passage that bordered the tracks and finally came across a dark and secluded corner. Certain she hadn't been followed, she reappeared from the shadows and took one final look around her. The air was crisp and cool, not like the stifling smog in the Dwarven District. She rolled her shoulders back, stretching out some before she leaned back against the stone wall. Her thoughts traveled back to the inn in Goldshire and her recent cavort there. Normally not prone to taking time out during the day to alleviate such persistent feelings, she felt she had to. They had become too much of a distraction. One small release should remedy that. |
One hand traveled down her side, fingers grasping at her covered breasts as she felt her nipples harden. The other made a trail from her belt, down the temporary seam, as agile fingers worked quickly to unlatch it. Soon her fingers had disappeared from sight, nestling into her already damp folds. Her eyes shut, and she let out a small moan as her head rolled back. She began to move her hips slowly, in her own silent rhythm, as her fingers continued to work her now moist pussy. |
Suddenly, her ears perked up at a faint noise. Her fingers stopped their motion, and she opened her eyes. With all the clatter in the tram, it was hard to distinguish what was normal noise and what was something she should be concerned about. Before she could analyze it further, she felt something moist between her legs. She gasped as she looked down and saw him. He looked up at her, grinning, his tongue slowly lapping at her folds. He pulled away briefly, eyes still locked on hers, as his form appeared from the shadows. |
"I couldn't very well let you go off on your own, now could I?" He chuckled. "I saw how that elf almost had you." A sly smirk formed on her lips as she looked down at him, unabashed in her current state. She bit her bottom lip. "You know I could have used some help with him. After all, it was your fault I did so poorly." She grinned at him and let her fingers continue with their work. |
He looked down at her fingers, then back up at her. "My fault?" His hands came up to the waist of her leggings as he began to slowly pull them down over her hips. "How is it my fault?" She watched him slowly remove her leggings and raised a brow. He noticed her expression and smirked, "Temporary seams are all well and good, but it's nice to get a full view of things." She let out a light laugh, watching him intently as he brought her leggings down her hips and off her. |
She stood in front of him, her pale skin almost translucent in the dim light. His lanky fingers traveled up her legs, and she felt herself shiver as his tongue delved in between her legs once more. Her knees buckled, feeling his tongue press deeper past her lips and into her warm slit. She stood there awhile, reveling in the sensation, feeling the small shocks of pleasure hit her. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked down at him. Her hands cupped his face, and she pulled him up to her level. She leaned in with a grin and kissed him deeply. Her tongue slipped past his lips to find his, entwining around it. |
She turned him quickly, his back against the wall, as she pulled away from him. Her eyes were dark and mischievous as she watched his face. "It's your fault for dominating my thoughts and making me unfocused." Her words were almost a hiss, but not a malevolent one. She leaned in to nip at his lower lip before kneeling in front of him. He looked down at her with a smirk, watching as she unbuckled his belt and unlatched his leggings. |
"Is this my punishment, then?" He chuckled lightly, but the laugh was cut short by a small gasp as her fingers wrapped around his already hardening shaft and pulled his cock out. She smirked, letting her fingers travel down to the base, keeping a firm grasp as she leaned in. Her breath was warm against it. "Punishment? Hardly. Incentive, perhaps, to keep things going the way they are." She grinned, then let her tongue dart out at his head. She could hear him moan as she trailed her tongue gingerly around the tip of his shaft, taking only a bit into her mouth to suck softly. |
His hands came down to grasp at her hair. He smirked, though his face was overcome with desire and pleasure. Her mouth came off his cock, and she grinned up at him. She looked up at him with a wicked and determined look, and then let her lips latch onto the underside of his shaft, near his head, as she suckled on it gingerly. She felt his body shudder, and her mouth became bolder. She let her tongue trail down his shaft as her grip on the base became more firm. |
Teasingly, her tongue darted at his sac, and she could hear him moan. Her lips fixed themselves onto his base as she slowly sucked her way up his length. His fingers grasped her hair securely as he clenched his jaw at the pleasure. She took his cock fully into her mouth, raking her teeth along it gently, feeling her own arousal build from his pleasure. Her pace quickened as her head seemed to bob up and down on his sex, lips tightening at all the right places, her whole body feeding off his moans and growls. |
Finally, he grabbed her hair, pulling her off his cock with a severe look in his eyes. She grinned, licking her lips, as she watched him pull her up to stand before him again. He turned her to face the wall, hands moving from her head down to her hips, and gripping them, pulling her ass out towards him. He looked down at it, then up at her. "You know, I think I might try something different this time." She looked back at him, her eyebrow quirked. "Oh?" |
Before she could continue, she felt his shaft nestle between her lips as he rubbed it against her folds, lathering himself in her juices. She let out a small moan, arching her back. He grinned, watching her, and pulling her hips out more, one hand moving to her back to arch it further. She felt his cock slide back, head slipping discreetly between her folds, teasing her, but before she could get used to the sensation and press herself closer, allowing him entry into her, he moved his cock further back, between her cheeks, head poking at her tight star. |
She arched her back, eyes looking back at him with a mischievous glint in them. He smirked, leaning in to her, kissing her neck, and leaving a trail of small bites down it. She let out a small cry as she felt him push his cock slowly into her rear. Her tight walls gripped him, and he almost hissed at the pleasure. He brought her arms up, gripping both wrists with one hand, as his other trailed down over her breasts. |
His strokes were slow to start with, moans escaping both their lips as they quickened. She felt the pleasure course through her, and as his hand trailed down between her legs, he grinned. "I think I've found something else you enjoy a fair bit." His fingers played within her drenched folds. Her juices began to seep past his fingers, trailing down her inner thigh, as she gasped. Each thrust into her seemed to keep the flow steady. |
Her eyes rolled back as she felt him push his fingers through her slit and into her. Slowly, he thrust them in and out, in sync with his cock, still keeping her pinned to the wall. Her moans were more frequent as she kept her back arched, ass out to him. Her whole body shivered beneath him. His pace quickened as he seemed to pummel in and out of her at a more determined pace. She moaned and growled, bucking her hips and ass back to him, letting the feeling rape her senses. "So tight," his words were barely audible, but she heard them, and they just added fuel to the already blazing fire within her. |
She could hear his fingers slosh in and out of her, and the thrusts from both his cock and fingers turn into a sort of primal and frenzied pace. Cheek pressed against the stone wall, she finally let out a shrill cry as the pleasure broke into climax and seemed to rip through her body. Her whole body shook in pleasure as her pussy and ass contracted against his fingers and cock, furiously milking them, urging his own release. Her juices gushed over his hand, and she felt him tense within her, throbbing. |
With a low growl, he bit into her shoulder and blasted his seed against her walls. She moaned, grinning, pleased he had experienced such pleasure as hers. He panted against her, smiling, releasing her wrists, and holding onto her. She closed her eyes, nestling in his embrace, as she tried to catch her breath. He slowly pulled out of her, and she turned to face him, glancing down at the small puddle that had formed on the floor. She looked back up at him with a smile. "I'm not sure how much work we'll ever get done if we keep at it like this." She grinned, leaning in, and kissing him softly. |
Genre: anime |
Chapter 1 |
Tsuki woke up next to a campfire in the middle of the woods. Her mind was in a bit of a fog as she looked around, confused as to where Homura and the others had run off to, leaving her alone. She looked around to see the dragons still sleeping nearby, so they clearly hadn’t left her... but why hadn’t anyone stayed with her? |
Tsuki sat up, wearing a Chinese-inspired dress. It was a beautiful deep red color with gold accents along the low V neckline that hugged the curves of her breasts. The neckline continued and wrapped around her shoulders and across her back. The sleeves were snug on her arms before flaring out just above the elbow and over her gauntlets. The skirt of the dress was long with high slits going above her hips. She wore a thick golden belt that sat loosely over her hips, the weight of it helping to keep the material of the skirt in place so the slits wouldn't move over too far. The outfit was a little more showy than her usual attire, like something out of Naneko's wardrobe. Tsuki found that there were days when the shorter length dresses or ones that were more loose were easier for her to fight in. Also, the way she felt during her aerial attacks made her feel empowered! Something about the beauty and grace of some of the more flowy materials made her feel almost invincible during her fights. |
Tsuki wrapped her cloak a little more tightly around her before sitting back in front of the fire. The four of them were traveling to a town that was rumored to house a demon in possession of one of the scriptures they needed. Because she couldn’t teleport, they were all traveling on dragons. Sleeping wasn’t necessary, but for the dragons, it was. “He could’ve at least left a note or something,” Tsuki pouted as she held her knees to her chest. Given the height of the flames in the campfire, either they hadn’t been gone long or there was some sort of spell cast on it to keep the fire from burning out in Homura’s absence. |
A branch snapped behind her, jolting Tsuki to her feet as she immediately took a fighting stance. Her eyes darted around trying to find her satchel full of weapons. Her heart raced as she heard the footsteps getting closer, crunching fallen twigs and dried gravel. She tensed up as a shadow emerged from the bushes, preparing herself to strike. The shadows on the figure’s face fell as he stepped into the light of the campfire. “Dokugakuji,” Tsuki gasped as she dropped her fighting stance. |
The dark-haired demon wore a long, white, Chinese-style jacket with maroon accents, black pants, and boots. He had a fresh kill hanging on one shoulder and readjusted a large bag over the other before giving the half-breed a smirk and a short wave. “Hey, Tsuki,” he called out. The features on Tsuki’s face softened as she walked up to him. “What are you doing out here,” she asked, feeling a fluttering in her chest at the sight of him. |
Just some menial recon mission. Kou asked me to handle it myself since it’s a fairly delicate situation,” he explained. Tsuki smiled as she nodded her head in agreement. “Yeah, sometimes you just can’t trust lower-level demons to get the job done,” she joked as she shyly tucked her ivory hair behind her ear. Dokugakuji let out a chuckle at her comment. |
In the meantime, I stopped and got myself something to eat for tonight. What’re you doing out here all alone? You must be cold,” Dokugakuji commented as the two wandered back over to the campfire. “We’re on a mission ourselves, although I don’t know where everyone is,” Tsuki replied. |
“Well, lucky me,” Dokugakuji replied, “that means I’ll be able to get to spend some time alone with you. You hungry?” Tsuki turned to him and smiled. It had been some time since she last ate. Tsuki raised both her hands and quickly manipulated the base of a tree from the ground, giving it a large, flat surface as Dokugakuji set his kill across it. |
Tsuki watched as the demon dug through his pack and unfurled a leather hide full of blades of varying lengths. “I didn’t know you were such a chef,” Tsuki commented. “Well, when you’re going to be gone for a few days, you gotta make sure to pack the necessities for those long nights when food rations get low,” replied Dokugakuji. |
Tsuki watched as the demon expertly cut away the flesh of the animal, sectioning it as he divided each part of the animal to prepare differently. “I’ll be right back,” Tsuki stated as she ran off into the woods. The light of the moon illuminated the forest, the rays highlighting different herbs and other wild vegetables she knew were safe for consumption. She hurried back to the campsite with an armful of treasures from Mother Earth and set them down next to Dokugakuji. |
“What’s all this for,” he asked. “I assume you’re making a stew. You’re going to need a variety of herbs and some wild vegetables.” “Great idea,” praised Dokugakuji. Tsuki worked on manipulating the earth again, pulling clay from the earth and molding it into a bowl. She pulled the moisture from it, hardening the bowl before pulling more water from the earth as she began to clean the vegetables and herbs. |
“You’ve got a pot,” asked Tsuki, “I’ll start boiling water.” Dokugakuji smiled at her enthusiasm. “And here I thought I was going to be cooking you a nice meal.” “You are,” she replied, “I’m just helping with the prep work.” With that, Tsuki manipulated another tree stump, carefully selecting a knife from Dokugakuji’s inventory and began chopping. After some time had passed and the meat was cut into edible chunks, all of the ingredients were added to the stew as needed. |
The aroma was intoxicating! Dokugakuji stirred a ladle around in the pot as the stew boiled to perfection. He carefully brought the ladle to his lips to test the broth before offering some to Tsuki. Tsuki leaned in, making a small noise from the hot liquid burning her as she brought a hand to her lips. “Ah! Are you alright,” Dokugakuji asked, jerking back the ladle and setting it back in the pot. He leaned over to her, gently cupping her face. |
Tsuki dropped her hand, her heart fluttered in her chest as the two made eye contact. A blush appeared across her cheeks at his concern as he softly ran his thumb along her bottom lip, asking his question again. The caress of the calloused digit gently brushing along her soft skin deepened the blush on her face. The sensation sent pleasurable jolts throughout her body, a feeling she struggled to push to the back of her mind before she gulped hard. “It’s... good,” she meekly replied. |
Dokugakuji gave a soft chuckle, his hand lingering against her cheek before he slowly pulled it away. “That’s good to hear,” he replied, “in that case, I’ll serve you up a bowl!” Dokugakuji handed her a spoon before turning his attention to the pot and poured a couple ladles of the stew into a couple of bowls. Tsuki thanked him and took a bowl of the stew from Dokugakuji. She brought the first spoonful of the meal to her mouth, mewling in delight. It was delicious, but hot! She exhaled heavily to cool the hot spoonful in her mouth, the tenderness of the meat was overwhelming and juicy. |
The broth and the herbs mixed perfectly together, bringing out the tender flavors of the meat. The heat of the broth traveling down her throat sent a warmth throughout her body. The change of her body temperature against the cool evening air caused her to shiver just a bit, causing her to reflexively let out a soft moan as she chewed at the tender meat. "Cold?" Dokugakuji asked. |
Tsuki turned to Dokugakuji as he set down his bowl, reaching down into his bag and pulled out a thin blanket made of warm material. He moved closer to her as he wrapped the length of the blanket around both of them. The warmth of his body against hers, the weight of his arm as he hugged it around her... Tsuki's heart pounded, yet she felt comfortable like this. More comfortable than with Homura... Why was that? She couldn't take her eyes off his as Dokugakuji stared down tenderly at her. The silence felt awkward, but her heart was pounding in anticipation. |
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