Azathoth

Lysander let her get her view of him, then smiled at her response. The feeling of her warm foot against him felt way more pleasurable that when there was fabric between them, and his cock twitched in response before she lowered her foot. As she laid back, he marveled again at her form, so small, but gorgeous nonetheless, and as she spoke again, he gave a grin and a soft chuckle as he moved forward gracefully, and knelt by her feet which dangled off the edge of the bed. He lifted one of her pale feet up in his hand, and his lips kissed the top of her leg, then kissed a bit higher. "I will see to it that you thoroughly enjoy yourself my lady." he says after kissing her leg, his warm breath chilling the slightly wet skin, "And please," he said before his other hand started to slide up her other leg, "Let your body tell me what it wants, I'm a good listener." he said, before continuing to kiss his way up her legs, his fingers dancing across her skin, spreading her legs a bit more apart so he could fit between them as his lips and tongue dance closer and closer to her flower. He kissed her inner thigh gently, before turning his head to flower and blowing softly at to see what sort of response it gave, his hands having moved around to cup her rear in his firm but gentle grasp, fingers able to trail around and brush the base of her tail.

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Lysander watched her as the silvery vines moved, her robes being pulled from her body, before she released his hand from her thighs, and her feet stopped working him through his pants. He studied her body as he slowly got to his feet, she truly was an angel, every feature she had was perfect and flawless, she wasn't the most curvy of women, but even what she did have, was exquisite to admire, and he felt his blood pump a bit faster. "As you say my lady." he says with a nod once he was on his feet once again, his fingers moving to grab the hem of his shirt, which would have been easy to tear off, he instead pulled off slowly, before tossing it to the ground. His skin was tanned, with toned and muscled abs rising up to pecs of solid muscle adorned with tanned nipples. His muscled flexed as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the ground, and while here skin was smooth and flawless, his was covered in faint scars that crisscrossed different parts of his torso, some from blades and weapons, others from claws and fangs. He smiled at her as his shirt hit the floor, before he hooked his fingers into his pants and pulled them down, letting them drop to the floor as his trapped rod was freed from its cloth prison and stood at attention, it was long, thick and hard, which matched the rest of him, because as muscled as his upper body was his lower half was the same. He stepped out of his pants and a little closer to her. "I hope my form pleases you my lady." he says as his own eyes look her over as well, her nakedness making his member twitch at the sight.

Lysander could feel her excitement as she moved her other foot into position, and his own pleasure spiked higher as she did, she may have been inexperienced, but her effort and excitement certainly made up for it. His now trapped hand marveled at the soft squishy feeling of her thighs, and even though they were trapped, his fingers still stroked where they could, gently pushing forward between them where they could. His other free hand moved to start caressing her other leg, "Then let me show you my lady, let me treat you, and show you all of what you have watched, and more." he said as his free hand roamed around her thigh, closer and closer to the flower that lay between her closed legs, "Allow me this honor of indulging your curiosity, and sating what need you may have, after all, is it not within nature to satisfy your urges?" as he spoke his body warmed a bit as his blood flowed faster, his heart increasing its own rhythm. His cock throbbed under her feet, twitching against them even as they worked him, he was hard as steel now, and his pants were growing increasingly tighter and starting to grow uncomfortable, and as such, he shifted again, his pants sliding further down, the curve of his hips now visible as well as the tops of his legs, his member was so close to its freedom.

A soft growl escaped his lips as her foot pressed a bit more firmly against him, and his eyes explored her body again, more appraising this time as he found a response he could work with, her body telling him more than her words. Even though her foot continued to play with his shaft, he wasn't anywhere close to release, but she was certainly seeming to try for it. "To me my lady," he said as is fingers continued to massage her thighs once again, "It sounds as if you've never truly experienced what you've witnessed, not fully." his hand ran around the outside of her thigh, fingers trailing against the edge of her rear, before moving back around to explore her inner thigh. "Having an adventure here and there, is one thing." he brushed his thumb tenderly against her soft and warm skin, trailing a small circle against her flesh, "But, being able to experience what you've watched, may give you....more insight, so that way if you were to watch in the future, it would be all the more exciting." her foot against him made him sigh in pleasure as he smiled up at her. So little experience, but she knows what is involved, not necessarily how it feels however. His groin pushed up ever so slightly against her foot, the action causing his pants to slide down a bit, revealing toned skin above his hips, his girth ever closer to being free, able to feel skin to skin with her foot. "There are many things I could show you." he says his voice soft and husky.

Lysander saw the blush, and chuckled mentally to himself. So, teasing she is capable of, but not the act itself? What a dangerous game she plays. His rod twitched under her foots movements, it was now truly straining the fabric of his pants, and wanted to be free, but not yet he told himself, not just yet. Finally with her robes bunched far enough up, he could see the smooth hairless flower between her legs, it's petals closed at the moment, but who knew for how long. His hand traveled back up her leg, exploring further up her thigh,rubbing and massaging it with trained fingers. "No, it is not the same experience," he says, "To watch can be it's own enjoyment, some i have known, enjoy pleasuring themselves as they watch, something about the act of watching making their body want more." his fingers trail the top of her thighs growing close to her hips before retreating back down, "But to experience it, after having watched for so long, I imagine, is much more enjoyable. Have you ever felt the touch of a lover my lady?" he asks as his fingers stop along her thigh as he looks at her curiously.

He hissed softly through his teeth as her foot began to work on his restrained member, it felt great, that was for sure, and the feeling of her leg under his hand was almost how he imagined it to be, smooth and soft, warm and pleasant to the touch. His fingers trailed up to her now almost completely exposed thigh, and gently kneading his fingers into her leg, his large hands and apparent strength did not mean he could not be gentle, and his touch was firm but measured, he knew his strength and knew how to control it, even fine tune it. Two can play this game. Her words made him chuckle as he gave her a grin, "You like to watch do you?" he asks softly, "I wouldn't have complained, but partners can be picky about that." he listened to her follow up task, her second mission, to which he chuckled again, then winked at her, "Why should I go find one? Surely experiencing would be much more informative than watching for you," his voice took a deeper more sultry tone, even turning slightly echoed within itself, and his fingers trailed back down her thigh, nails dragging softly against her skin.

Lysander had guessed right, she did indeed look to him this time and at his girth restrained only by fabric. So even an angel like her is one to take an interest in such things, unsurprising given what she embodies. He locked his gaze with hers, his silver swirling eyes, meeting her pink orbs. How far will she take this I wonder- But before he could finish his thought, she asked her next question and her foot began to idly rub against his swollen girth, causing it to strain further against his pants as it grew harder still. And it took him a moment to clear his head enough to speak, and this time his voice came out slightly huskier than normal as his own hand traced a finger up the leg she had been using to press against him. "I would think my favorite encounter, was a group of nymphs, who I had stumbled upon in a journey of mine." his hand trailed further up her leg, "I was passed around for two days as I satisfied them, in the water, out of the water, against trees, such was the mating we did, that it incited the local woodland life to do the same." he gently squeezed her calf as he spoke, "As for preference, i am not exactly a picky man, most are scared and timid of me given my size is....proportional." He kept his gaze locked on hers, "And i would say....my favorite position thus far, was when I once held a woman aloft, with nothing more than what is currently in my pants, that your toe seems curious of."

Lysander now was positive she was doing it on purpose, moving and positioning enticingly, more of her lower half becoming visible as she moved, which drew his gaze back to her long slender legs and further up, he wondered for a moment just how soft those legs could be, before pulling his eyes away and looking back to the angel. So, she was teasing him, wanting him to get aroused was she? Then, who was he to not reciprocate the gesture, and he shifted slightly on the ground, no longer hiding his partial erection, which pushed against his trousers. See if her eyes wander as much as mine do... Then he answered her question as he locked eyes with her, "I have, I have had multiple partners before." he says, "If another thing I gained from my father, it was his sex drive, luckily for those around me, I have enough control normally, to keep from letting it control me. But I've lain with many a race, most smaller than myself, some larger than I am. Few have matched my stamina either." he chuckles and winks at her, "And once in the past, I had the fortunate encounter to lay with a dragoness, though that was more about breeding than anything else, she wanted a strong mate for her brood."

Lysander blinked as he looked back at the Angel, surprised at first by her words, she was offering a home here, in the woods, her woods, if he succeeds in her mission. Was she being honest? A home? Somewhere he could be at peace? His eyes wandered as he thought about his answer and couldn't help but keep his gaze from falling on her almost fully exposed legs, making him shake his head clear as she spoke again and asked him a question, which made his gaze come up to her face, and he tilted his head as he thought about his answer, hoping to distract himself. "I do not know my lady." he says, "Having a boon granted to me, is not something i have thought about before." he said honestly, "I don't want for much, nor do I crave power. And money is only important to those with something to lose, and all i have is my life." he chuckles softly, "I think, my lady, i would leave that up to you."

Lysander had expected something for his actions, and when they didn't come her thought about it, and looked back at her, had she enjoyed that? He couldn't have been sure, but that's it seemed like, as he looked at her he noticed her skirt had risen up a little and even more of her thighs had become visible. He moved to her face quickly as he knew just what could be seen now if her really tried. Is she doing this intentionally? Or are we both being caught off guard here? I wouldn't mind, or say no to it, but she was something beyond the mortal coil, then again, he existed which meant his father... He took a steadying breath before he answered her question, his thoughts starting to jumble oh so slightly at the arousal growing in him, which was starting to strain against his pants, it had been a bit since he'd been with anyone and his body was letting him know it. But he did respond, "I am not sure, the road has always been my home, for many years I wandered it, never having a place to call home, nowhere where I felt i belonged. Hard to feel wanted when peoples first thoughts are fear or apprehension." he chuckles softly, "Maybe one day I will find a place to call home, to defend when I needed, and to live in peace when I didn't."

Lysander couldn't help but notice more of the woman's pale slender legs from his angle, and a part of him definitely took good notice and he shifted slightly to alleviate the pressure that had started to grow in his pants. But beyond that, she was quiet for moment and seemed to be in thought, so he gave her a moment and took the opportunity to look her over again. Her small frame wasn't any deterrent to him, after all at his size, he wasn't exactly picky, but beyond that she was a beautiful sight, her pale and flawless skin, her pink eyes that drew him in, not to mention she had an adorable little tail. He smiled softly again in his own thoughts, then her next statement made him blink and tilt his head slightly. She wants me to go and get another angel? Another like her? He thought about it for a second, before she spoke again and he chuckled, and smiled at her warmly, then in a moment of lack of thought reached up and rubbed her head between her antlers gently, "I'm glad you have enjoyed it my lady," he says, then realizing what he had done, takes his hand back, "I've enjoyed being able to talk to you as well." he says with a small cough as he looked away, a tad embarrassed at his slip of decorum, but dammit she had looked so cute. "And, when we do part ways, I will do as you ask, and seek out this other angel, and see about bringing her here."

Lysander looked to the young angel, his curiosity about her peeking at her words, and after a moment of thinking moved over and sat down on the ground at the foot of the bed. He thought about what to tell her, what could he? Then she posed her second question and seemed a little excited about it, and he chuckled softly, "I have only ever had the chance to meet one angel, and that was my father, to tell me who he was and that he was watching me." he says, "Then he left, and hasn't reached out since." he looks over at her, "As for anyone looking like you, no, you are unique in that regard, not to mention prettiest than most I have encountered." he gave her a warm smile, then looked forward again. What should I say for this? I won't lie, but.....no, I should be honest. "As for what I do, I typically provide protection for those that hire me to do so." he says, "It's how I travel so much, get paid to guard a group of people as they travel the land from one location to the other, and repeat." he chuckles again, "It's what brought me near to your woods my lady, I had just finished a job at the local village, and decided to use my off time to find some way to relax, to find some peace. I honestly get tired of fighting and killing sometimes, and nature is the one place I can usually avoid it." he smiled at her again, "And your woods seemed better than most anywhere else I have tried to find peace."

Lysander gave a small wry smile at that, it was something he had thought about himself, why people seemed to be hesitant or uncomfortable around him, and he could only figure it was his heritage, some unspoken feeling people had if they spent to long around him. But he would never truly know, not like his father would ever come down and explain it to him. At her first question, he responded, "I am not sure myself, simply that normal people around me often shy away, as if something about me warns of danger." he looks to his hand and clenches it into a fist, his knuckles popping as he did so, "Not that I blame some of them, when they had seen the things my strength is capable of." he sighs softly. Sometimes, i wish I had not been given this strength or blood. Then he gave her a smile, "But regardless, I cherish the time I spend with everyone I come across, each experience being a memory I will remember forever." he says with a chuckle, "And as for my previous companions, most went their own ways. I have traveled with many types of people, from elves, to dwarves, to even a orc or two. Most I parted with peacefully, with promises of the future reuniting us, other were not so great, I even had to fight ones I once called friends, and some more than even that." he looks to the only window not completely taken over by vines or plants, "it's one thing to fight someone who you don't know, who wants to take your life for personal gain, but to have to fight someone who you grew close to, the wound is.....much worse." he sighs and looks back, "But, you don't want to hear of my woes my Lady, but I imagine the more happy and interesting times."

Lysander wasn't sure what he expected, but as the woman turned and started to venture off, he had no choice but to follow, enjoying their leisure pace through the woods and slightly marveling at how the plants responded to her and moved out of her way, it showed their reverence for her, even as unthinking as most plants could be. As they traveled, he took notice more of her almost complete nudity as her cute pale butt could be seen multiple times, and her fluffy little tail had him smiling as he imagined how soft it was, even as he stepped up rocks to follow her. Either she doesn't care, doesn't notice, or wants me to see, and who am i to deny myself a sight such as that. AS they reached the abandoned hovel, he took not of it's overgrown appearance, and how it had been retaken by the nature around it, which made it obvious to him this wasn't necessarily her home, as he doubted one such as her would live in a place built by mortal hands. And he didn't blame her, he was a stranger after all, and while she may have power, knowledge was a powerful and dangerous thing in the wrong hands, and her own words confirmed it for him. As they entered, he took care about where he stepped, and what he leaned on, he didn't want to break anything after all. As she went and hopped on the bed, he couldn't help but notice how cute it was that she gently swung back and forth, which made him chuckle softly as he found a stable place to lean against as he looked at her. "Well, there is a lot to tell, from both my past and the places I have been, so i suppose I will start from the beginning, and why most people are hesitant to travel with me." he sighs softly as a slightly troubled look came over his face, "I am not human, at least not completely, my mother was human, but my father, was an angel." he gestures to his eyes, "Beyond my size and strength, my eyes are one of the few features i inherited from him. And because of my heritage, many people find themselves naturally uncomfortable around me, and often part ways once whatever task we were accomplishing had finished." he says with a nod, "It's also why I often find myself out in nature, it's the one place I am not judged, and I find myself loving how beautiful nature can be, in all its forms." he gives her a warm smile, "And thanks to you, these woods are the most awe inspiring place I've been to, you have my thanks for being a wonderful caretaker and guardian to this place."

Lysander smiles at her and nods, "Well i'll be glad to indulge you my Horned Lady," he says as his hands return to his pockets, and he studied the young outsider, it would be rude of him to ask her to leave this place, it was her realm after all, and plus he enjoyed the peace here. And wouldn't hurt to have the favor of such a cute outsider. He gives her a smile and a slight bow, "If it would please you, please lead me to your abode, which I imagine would be more comfortable for the both of us, and would keep us from being interrupted." he says then straightens, "If that would be acceptable for you my lady." he wouldn't mind seeing where in these woods she called home, especially if he got to see more of this forest she cared for so well, and she herself wasn't a bad view either.

Lysander let the woman in front of him study him as he mulled over her name in his head, so she was definitely of these woods, they were hers. So I really do have her to thanks for such a beautiful place, I should thank her at some point. His eyes followed her as she circled him, but he didn't move, instead letting her get her fill of everything he was physically, even taking a moment to stretch as she looked, he wasn't one to not give a small show after all. "I am alone yes, most I travel with are temporary, and none have taken it in interest to becoming my 'mate' as you say," he chuckles, "A few have kept me company, but none have chosen to stay with me." he glanced at her with a smile, "And that depends on what lands you ask about, there are many, some similar to your woods, but others vastly different, I could tell you some of my travels if you'd like, I wouldn't mind such company, especially with how gorgeous your woods are, seems only fitting I give my thanks to you in some way." he turns slightly to face her, his silver eyes full of kindness.

The man heard her voice in his ear even despite the distance and his suspicion was indeed correct, but she did not seem to be hostile, not yet at least, and even went as far as conversing with him. He nodded his head to her again, "I am known as Lysander my lady." he says softly, "And it a pleasure to meet you," he smiles warmly at her, then he gives her another appraising look as he put some pieces together, from the way she smelled, to her appearance, it all started to click in his head, but he wouldn't assume anything given that if true these were her woods, and he was in the source of her power. "May I ask your name my lady? So I may address you properly? I would hate to be rude." he says, his hands returning to his pockets as he relaxed a bit. If she meant me harm, then we wouldn't be talking, no sense being tense about it, and if she is what I think she is, I have her to thanks for the beauty of nature around me.

A faint flowery smell touched his senses, the subtle sweetness to it made him smile, he followed the smell with his nose, his swirling silver eyes turning to face the figure emerging from behind one of the great white trees, she was small of frame, but held herself with dignity and strength. She was an interesting sight to say the least, her pure white hair and soft pink eyes fascinated him, as did the antlers sprouting from her hair, but he smiled seeing the flowers adorning the antlers, she was a pretty woman, if exotic and unique. He opened his mouth to speak, but paused as he felt a familiar tingle in the back of his head, it spoke of power, of a nature not tied to the world of mortals, he had experienced it only once before.... He brought a hand up to his chest and dipped his head to her, "It is a pleasure to meet you great one," he says softly, "I feel graced that you deigned to show yourself to me." he lifted his head as he smiled at her, "I hope I didn't offend you in some way, I was simply enjoying the nature in these woods, and may have wandered a bit." he chuckles, "I do not mean to intrude." he watched her for a response, aware that if she was what he thought she was, it could end badly for him, but it could also be a benefit as well, all depended on her nature, so he kept a cordial smile on his face and kept his posture relaxed.

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The sun shone through the canopy of leaves of the White Wood, illuminating forest floor with brilliant light. Animals of all kinds scurried about on their day to day activities, from the squirrels harvesting nuts, to the rabbits digging out their warrens for the coming spring. Even the birds, of which came in all shades of the rainbow, sang their beautiful song as they called out to mates they already had, and for some for future ones. And amongst the trees walked a stranger to the woods, a large muscled man with silver white hair who stood just over seven feet tall, and though he was quite large, he walked with a quiet grace, his feet barely disturbing the leaves on the ground or the fallen branches of the trees. He smiled as he walked the woods, his hands in his pockets as he took in the nature around him, it had been a while since he'd found such peace, job after job it had been fighting and protecting others, never really having a moment to just enjoy where he went, but now he could. He loved being out doors surrounded by animals and plants, it was peaceful and calm, and he smiled wider as he stopped to look at a songbird in tree. Normally for one as large as he was, animals tended to steer clear, but the animals paid him no mind as he walked amongst them, they knew he would not harm them, so when he whistled a soft song to the songbird and held out a hand, it fluttered down from it perch and alighted itself on his palm, it's head tilting back and for curiously before it let out its own song in response, to which he smiled and replied with his own whistled song before saying, "A beautiful song friend, thank you for allowing me to hear it." his voice was deep, soft and kind.

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Name: Valian Flamesong Age: 126 Occupation: Adventurer for hire, Spellsword Outsider of Worship (If Applicable): N/A Place of Residence (Or its nearest Landmark): Elven Village of Cel' Dor Bio: Raised from a young age to inherit the magic and sword skills of his family, Valian grew up with a curious and adventurous mind, if it wasn't a book he was getting his nose into, it was him off on some sort of adventure in the woods, confident in his skills to keep him safe. Valian learned much about magic and fighting, and even lore and legends, which he devoted himself to, wanting to uncover the secrets of the past and the treasures ancient ruins might hold. As quick witted as he is skilled, Valian will crack jokes even in the face of adversity, and has a very easy going nature, until he gets serious about something, then nothing will stop him from achieving his goals. Valian loves a good mystery and solving a interesting problem, and often sells his services as a bodyguard and adventurer, making money while doing what he loves, especially since it allows him to meet more and more interesting people. Kinks: Magic Play, anyone with a fascinating mind, In Water, Foreplay, multiple orgasms, biting, scratching, marking. Limits: Scat, Vore, Gore Reference Image (Or detailed Description):