Neptune

Location: Luxury Hotel; Early morning His lips quirked up a little when he saw the darkening on her cheeks at his suggestion. He nodded slightly when she agreed that taking a shower was a good idea. He watched as she stripped herself once again before turning towards the bathroom and then back again. At her thanks, he smiled at her before he then chuckled a little and said, “Of course it is. We’ve both been shafted here, and not in the way we might like. We kind of need to stick together. Now go for your shower.” He watched as she disappeared into the bathroom before he stood up and moved over to the hotel room phone. He then paused, as he wasn’t sure what room he was in. He looked at the phone, and to his relief he saw a small number outlined in gold just above the number pad. He picked it up and held it against his ear as he pressed the quick dial button for the reception. The phone rang for a few moments before someone on the other end picked up, ‘Sapphire Mantle Hotel and Spa, Amanda speaking, how may I help you?’ A cheery and polite female voice said. At least it gave him the name of the place they were at as before this point, he had no clue. “Ah, good morning. I’m in room forty-eight, and I wanted to know if it had been pre-paid for?” Kaylaen asked. ‘Let me check that for you, sir.’ The lady on the other end said politely before he could hear the soft clicking of the keyboard. He was forced to wait a few anxious minutes before she returned, ‘No, sir. It has not been paid for. In fact the room shows as empty for the night. How are you in there?’ She asked, and it sounded as if she was trying hard not to be accusing. “A friend and I met two people. The first guy called Shez, a kitsune guy who brought us to this hotel and appeared to have paid someone at reception by the name of Emma. She had a key for the room and everything. This morning when we woke up, we found that most of our valuables had gone missing. All I’m left with is my clothes and all my friend has is her phone. I guess it wasn’t worth enough for them to take.” Kaylaen explained. There was silence on the line for a moment before she said, ‘Alright, sir. I would ask that you make your way down to reception. I am going to inform the Police, and we would appreciate it if you and your friend would make a statement to them.’ Kaylaen grimaced, but he knew that it was inevitable. If Sophia and Kaylaen didn’t make a statement, then the blame would likely fall on them. He coughed a little to clear his crappy throat and said, “Alright. We will be down in a bit.” ‘Security will meet you on the ground floor.’ The girl then added, to which Kaylaen wasn’t surprised to hear. No doubt the female still held her doubts about the validity of their story. “Fair enough.” He said, not wanting to ruffle their feathers. He then put the phone down and and ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. He was then that he could hear muffled singing coming from the bathroom, and he tilted his head to listen for a few moments. He smiled a little; from what he could hear, she had a beautiful voice. He himself wasn’t much of a singer, but he wasn’t absolutely terrible at it. He turned back to his clothes and dressed himself. He wasn’t as messy as Sophia had been, and he felt he could wait until later for a shower. Right now he just wanted to get this bullshit with the police over and done with. When the bathroom door opened and Sophia stepped out, looking a little more calm than earlier, he said, “I called reception. The room wasn’t paid for. She’s going to call the police and she wants us to make a statement. Hopefully the hotel will have CCTV that will back up our story and with any luck we won’t have to pay for the room because you and I were tricked into thinking that it was. By someone who broke their security which would be embarrassing for them. They won’t want us to make a massive fuss about it.”

Raeghan smiled against her neck when she said that he could get more aggressive if he wanted. He kissed along her neck a few more times, helping to guide her movements when she ground herself down onto him. Each time she did, he pressed his hips up into her, to ensure that his cock was going as deep as it could. It did not take long for them to fall into a rhythm with each other, their bodies moving in perfect synchronisation with each other, allowing them to enhance the pleasure between them. It was only then that Raeghan spoke, his lips brushing against her neck, “Don’t worry, I will get more aggressive. Later, though. I want to enjoy this.” Despite that, though, he encouraged her to speed her movements up a little. The pleasure wasn’t that intense, but it was steady and constant. He wanted to spend a few minutes enjoying the feeling of her pussy. He wasn’t sure if he would get tired of it. The walls of her womanhood were so silky, and even as they glided over his length they carressed the shaft lovingly. He could feel the outer lips of her pussy clinging to his cock, as if never wanting to let go. He knew that if he tried to pull himself from the depths of her body, it would protest and try to cling to him. He kissed his way up further, kissing along her jawline before pressing his lips against her in a slow and sensual kiss as their bodies continued to grind against each other. He could feel her small, but perky breasts rubbing against his chest from how close they were to one another. He felt his desire for her well up even more, but he wasn’t quite ready to stop the love making right now. He wanted her like putty in his hands before he began more aggressive. He doubted that after he nexts cums, that he will be able to continue, so he wanted to make the most of things while he could. He figured that when he felt the urge to fuck her hard and fast again, he would switch them so that she was on her hands and knees. He doubted that Luna would protest.

Rose tensed up again more when the man leaned in closer, before sliding his hands behind her back, and underneath her thighs. The place where he touched her seemed to burn, and she wanted to draw away from the contact but there was nothing she could do. She was helpless as he pulled her out of the truck and, to her relief, he set her down on her feet. When he demanded that she come with him, she hesitated before slowly trailing after him around the back of the truck. It was then that she saw the bin as he lifted it up and lowering it to the ground. When he opened it up, she couldn’t stop a gasp escaping her when she saw Anhara. She looked an absolute mess. She was sweating, and Rose could see a flush to her cheeks as she squirmed around in the box as if she had some kind of fever. She stood still, not daring to move a muscle as the man untied the other girl, who didn’t seem the least bit repentant about her ‘misbehaviour’. But that quickly changed when the man told Anhara that she couldn’t touch Rose until he said so. Rose really hoped that the man would forget to tell Anhara it was okay. She really didn’t want to be touched, by either of them. She just wanted to go back home. As Anhara walked past her, Rose hunched her shoulders a little, more than a little scared to let her close to her. She glanced up at the man before she looked back over to Anhara. She gulped and, with a sense of dread weighing her limbs down, she slowly began to follow after Anhara.

Location: Luxury Hotel; Early morning Out of all the reactions he was expecting, a giggle wasn’t one of them. Still, he was glad that he was able to cheer her up, if only slightly. When she pulled away, he didn’t resist and allowed her a moment to wipe her tears. He smiled when she said he was really sweet. It was something that his mother often said to him. Although those that wasted his time, and were idiots certainly wouldn’t agree. When he wanted to, he could get quite nasty, but he doubted that Sophia would see that side of him. He tilted his head a little when she implied that there wasn’t much consent in her part. He frowned a little at that, but he supposed that she had mentioned that she had been kidnapped against her will because she had carelessly given her details over to the wrong kind of people. When she apologised for dumping this stuff on him, he shrugged and said, “My problems are pretty tame compared to yours.” Which was true. At the moment, the most pressing issue in his life was trying to get his mother’s house sold. And of course, he had just spent the first Christmas alone since his mother’s death. He had decided that instead of staying at home alone all day, he would work and then get drunk at the bar just to make himself forget how lonely he was without her. But compared to Sophia, it was nothing; his life was pretty damn sweet. When she stood up, he watched her moving around and looking for her clothes as she explained why she obeyed him. When she finished speaking, he remarked, “That sounds so confusing. I wish I could help you figure it out, but I don’t think there’s anything I could really do.” He also doubted he could ‘free’ her from this ‘Master’. He had no idea who it was, or what kind of person he was. It would be foolish of him to make some grand promise to Sophia without a means to actually carry it through. When he pulled himself from his thoughts, he noticed that Sophia was getting herself dressed in the tatters of her clothes. He straightened himself up and suggested, “Hey, why not take advantage of the shower? Even if the room isn’t paid for, you might as well use it while you can. I can call reception and find out if the room was paid for, or if Emma was in on some fraud with Shez.”

Location: Village of Ryn’tur. When Natia’s face took on a look of pitiful defeat and relief, Rowan had to resist the urge to take her into his arms and kiss her. It amazed him at how the most simply of expression changes was making him want to dote on her. He turned his attention back to her steak, watching as she attempted to cut the fat again and, to his relief, she succeeded. He smiled at her, “Well done.” He complimented her, proud that she was quick to pick up the skill of using the utensils. Granted, she was an adult and she already had the fine control over her hands that the tools required thus it shouldn’t take as long as it took him to learn it when he had been a young child. He then watched as she gingerly lifted the meat to her lips and put a piece into her mouth before chewing it. He watched her expression, and it wasn’t encouraging. He imagined that, for someone used to eating vegetables and fruits, the texture would be strange and the hot grease would be unpleasant. Her expression seemed almost neutral, as if she were trying as hard as she could not to judge what she was eating. Finally, she swallowed her mouthful and, in a rather roundabout way, suggested that she would actually like to take him up on her offer. Rowan chuckled a little before saying, “You would, would you?” His grin widened as he teased her a little. He then looked up towards the barmaid and lifted his hand, wiggling two of his fingers to indicate that he wanted her attention. She came over to the table and Rowan asked, “Could we have some bread, please?” “O’course, sir.” She said, before hurrying off towards the kitchen. While she was doing that, Rowan turned back to Natia and used his knife and fork to move the meat pieces over to his place. By the time he was done, the barmaid had returned, putting a basket of sliced bread on the table before she moved off as he thanked her. Rowan picked out one of the bread slices, tearing it in half and using one half to clean up the meat juices from her plate before popping it into his mouth. Once he was sure that he had gotten everything, he lifted his plate and quickly moved the greens over to her plate. Now that the meat juices were gone, it wouldn’t taint the taste of the vegetables. “There you go.” Rowan told her with a smile as he put his plate down, “Help yourself to the bread, too.” He then added before cutting off a smaller piece of meat and popping it into his mouth. It was a little tough and chewy, but it wasn’t bad. At least it was juicy, just the way he loved it. He also cut one of the roast potatoes and popped it into his mouth. It was quite crunchy on the outside, while fluffy on the inside. The chef clearly had some measure of talent. Certainly better than the chef at the Royal Palace, who tended to serve everything either raw, or overcooked.

When the creature came closer with the clear intention to cause them harm, Daedrin knew that it was going to die. But he had warned it, thus the only one it could blame was itself. He allowed Izanagi the first strike, as the man used a fireball to hit it. Daedrin flinched at the sudden flare of light that assaulted his senses but the pain died down after a moment as the light disappeared and the Crawler hissed in pain before it turned around and started towards the horses. Daegrin snorted and pawed at the ground, looking almost defiant in the face of this monster as he skipped into a defensive position in front of Lucky. But it was unneeded as Izanagi used his chains to protect the two animals. As Izanagi’s cry, Daedrin focused on the second eye. He lifted left hand, the hand that wasn’t holding his sword. The ring on his middle finger suddenly seemed to spread, covering his fingers, hand and lower arm in a black gauntlet that had softly glowing lines through it in a multitude of colours, some of which Izanagi’s eyes would be unable to see properly. He held out his hand, palm first as he concentrated, running the ‘program’ he wanted. The lines glowed brighter for a moment before a sharp shard of glittering ice formed in front of his hand. It then shot forwards at a speed that most eyes would be unable to follow. The creature hissed and squirred in anger and pain, clearly not liking the way its prey were fighting back. It turned its attention towards them, more angry than it was hungry. Then Izanagi stepped forwards, with his swords. Daedrin carefully moved around the side, keeping an eye on the creature for an opening to attack. He watched as his friend dodged several of the tentacles before slicing his way through move of them in a single move. Then as soon as they both saw a chance, Daedrin darted in, moving quicker than what one would expect of a human. As agile as a mountain lion, he leapt up on top of the creature, out of range of its tentacles. He then planted his feet on top of the Crawlers before he lifted his sword and pointed it down before slamming it into the creatures skull causing it to scream in agony. But he wasn’t just content with that. He shouted, “Get back!” Before he sent a pulse of force energy through the creature, crushing every organ within. It seemed to blow up, but Daedrin used his telekinesis to apply pressure on the outside to prevent it from exploding. Izanagi would be able to see its skin undulating almost like a wave before it seemed to suddenly crumple in on itself. At that point, Daedrin pulled his sword free and jumped off as the Carrion Crawler collapsed to the forest floor dead. He turned back to see his handiwork before he looked over at Izanagi, “Good team work.” He said, before suddenly grinning. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but the fight had filled him with a hunger, a desire to defeat his opponent and to best them in combat. To rip his foes apart and scatter them before him. His blood seemed to boil, and he wished another enemy would show up just so he could fight more. But he had to force him to calm down before he got far too excited.

In the first few moments of silence, Rose wasn’t sure where she could put her eyes. She didn’t want to take them off of the man, and yet at the same time she was afraid to look at him. As such, her eyes darted back and forth anxiously, never settling for a moment. Her muscles were so tense they ached, and she wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to keep breathing from how tightly constricted her chest felt. Her stomach felt like a hard pit of dread, as the longer they drove, the further and further away from her home they got. She flinched a little when the silent man suddenly spoke and she unconsciously looked up towards him before her gaze shifted to the side so that she was staring at the steering wheel once again. She didn’t really believe him when he said that he had no intention of hurting her. If that were true, then he would just left her alone at home. Told his daughter ‘no’ and took the little monster away. She gulped a little when he said that when Anhara gave him attitude, she needed to be punished. She still had no idea what he had done to the girl, but she had heard her grunting and moaning in pain. What had he done to her? Although thinking about it, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye and looked back at him as he looked over at her with the kind of smile that made the hair on the back of neck rise in horror. She found herself subconsciously hunching, bringing her knees closer to her chest to try and hide herself from his gaze. She really didn’t like him looking at her. It was somehow worse than the lust filled gaze of Anhara. She then frowned a little when he mentioned a sister. Halie… Halie… so that must have been who Anhara had stolen the name off of. Her sister. That’s the name of the poor girl that Anhara had taken to make herself more approachable. It made Rose’s stomach twist even more painfully, and she had to bite her lower lip a little to stop herself from letting out a groan of pain. As they drove, Rose turned her gaze out of the window, opting to ignore the man as he seemed more interested on the road than her. She leaned a little towards the car door, making sure that her face was visible. But there didn’t seem to be many cars about, nor many pedestrians moving around, much to her bitter disappointment. It was looking more and more hopeless by the moment. Then he pulled up into a garage. The shadow that seemed to overcast the truck made her shiver, as if she was being plunged into the belly of the beast. Her eyes darted around, wondering just what surprises were in stall. She remained rigid as the man turned off the truck and got out of the truck before coming over to the passenger side door and opening it up. As he spoke, she looked up at him for a moment before averting her gaze as he laid down some ground rules, stating that she should obey them, although he would be a little more forgiving if Anhara were to force her to break any. Honestly, she was terrified of what would happen if she broke any of the rules. Anhara seemed to have been punished just for a little bit of backchat. She flinched a little away when he reached forwards and undid her seatbelt before explaining about Halie who was apparently the complete opposite of Anhara. How could such a man raise two completely different daughters? A part of her was doubting that Halie was as nice as he was making her out to be, but at the same time Rose wanted to believe that not everyone here was a complete monster. She stiffened a little when he mentioned that some pets had tried to take advantage of Halie’s innocence by keeping her hostage. That was not something that had crossed her mind, and she really didn’t think it would have. Rose was determined not to let these people grind away at her values, and holding someone hostage would run counter to that. She had hurt people in the past and she had promised to never do that again. So she nodded her head, “Y-yes.” She said in a soft, meek tone.

Location: Village of Ryn’tur. Halfway through Natia’s response to his offer, Rowan opened his mouth to respond. He was going to tell that this one time of swapping food on their plates wouldn’t impact his health. But he then closed his mouth as she continued to speak, pointing out that there won't always be vegetables for her to eat while they were travelling. Really, he wished he could just turn around and take her back to Selil but he wasn’t able to do that right now. He couldn’t return empty handed when his father had sent him on a mission and there nowhere that Rowan considered safe enough to leave in the meantime. He watched as Natia attempted to emulate his actions to cut the meat but seemed to get a little stuck on a piece of fat that was resisting her efforts. He wanted to do something to help, but was equally fascinated by the change in her usually sweet expression until she looked quite frustrated. Rowan had to resist the urge to smile, as he felt that the look was adorable on her. But he didn’t want to point it out just in case he embarrassed her. She seemed determined to do it on her own, and he didn’t really want to ruin that for her. However he found it a little painful to watch. After several moments longer, he couldn’t hold back his tongue anymore, “Try applying more pressure towards the front of the knife and use it.” He suggested. He picked up his own knife, demonstrating by angling the knife down slightly as he pressed it down through the meat and the fat. After a couple of sawing motions, the fat broke and he sliced backwards through the meat, levelling out the knife slightly as he did so. “Try like that.” He urged, once again putting his knife and fork back down onto the plate as he turned his attention back to her. Despite his urge to help her, he would see if she was successful this time. If not, then he would cut it for her. It seemed that, from the uncomfortable way she was using them, she had never used utensils in her life. It was likely going to take some time to get used to them. She seemed already with the spoon, but that was really easy to use compared to the knife and fork. It made him dread taking her to a formal dinner at the Palace. The poor girl would be absolutely overwhelmed by the amount of cutlery on display. Knowing her, she would find it pointless and he really wouldn’t blame her. He avoided formal functions as much as possible. Unfortunately, he was forced to attend a fair number both at the Keza Palace, and the human palace, due to his status as his father’s favourite son. Maybe Natia’s presence would help in that regard. He still wasn’t entirely sure how to tell her his true identity. Location: Village of Tiloga, and road south. After the food had come, Lucius ate what he could stomach. It certainly tasted as if it was a couple of days old. The meat was practically disintegrated, and the vegetables were mushy. But he swallowed the stodge down before he retired for the night. The bed wasn’t the cleanest, and the blanket made his skin itch. There was no doubt in his mind that there were some nasty bugs crawling around in it too, but he put up with it for the night. It was not a place he was going to be willingly coming back to. Unfortunately, it was the only place in the village that one could stay the night unless one wanted to pay one of the residents to stay in their house. But they were bound to be even more filthy. As soon as he was up, he washed his face and went downstairs where all they had to eat was a lumpy porridge, and breakfast ale. With reluctance, he ate what was offered, swallowing it down quickly so that he didn’t have to taste it. Then as soon as he was finished, he downed the rest of his breakfast ale before he left the tavern and saddled Aeris who was now restless after spending the night in the stable. He lead the horse out and down the street, looking for a place to purchase supplies. He found a general goods shop, where he tied Aeris to a post outside before opening the door and heading inside. The shop, much like the tavern, was quite dim with a low ceiling. He glanced around before he moved up to the counter were a shopkeeper was watching him a little nervously. There was also a woman nearby, who seemed to be using a loom to create a white cloth, filling the room with a soft clacking noise that was strangely soothing. Lucius turned his eye from looking around, to the shopkeeper, “A few weeks worth of travelling provisions, please.” He asked. The man seemed to dither a little before nodded, “O-of course sir. Six silver pieces, please sur.” He said, before shuffling away and disappearing through the door behind the counter. Lucius pulled out the coins before placing them on the counter. He felt eyes on him, and he turned his head to see the woman watching him even as she continued her work. Her expression was quite blank, with a hint of wariness as if she was watching a dangerous animal within her home. He stared back at her for several long moments before he turned away from her. The man then returned, stumbling a little under the weight of several food packs. He dropped them onto the counter before snatching up the meagre coins. Lucius checked the bags, satisfied that the man had not tried to swindle him before he turned and left the shop with them. Once outside, he put them into Aeris’ saddlebags before untying him from the post. He pulled the stallion away from the shop a few steps before he stepped and mounted the eager animal. The two then set out at a walk, heading towards the southern gate. Once they reached it, he left the village behind before setting off at a gallop as he began to head further south. He knew that, other than the taverns and inns along the roads, there was only one more stop before Selil.

Location: Luxury Hotel; Early morning He tilted his head a little when she spoke, before she seemed to hesitate as if trying to figure out if she should say more. He decided to remain silent, because he knew that if he interrupted now she was likely draw back in on herself. Her next words shocked him and left him slightly lost for words. It became very clear why she had self-esteem issues, especially if she thought that she was the reason that her parents were dead. He wished he could say something to comfort her in regards to that, but he knew so little about the situation that he would likely make things even worse. His eyebrows rose a little when she mentioned that she had a master that had given her an impossible task of fucking every man in the city. Not only were there millions for her to get through, but not everyone was going to wait to fuck her. There would be ones that wanted to remain faithful to their beloved. It was a cruel order to give, and he wasn’t sure if he could comfort her. “Damn that’s… that’s pretty heavy.” He said, being honest with her. He was silent for a few moments before shaking his head. It was a lot to take in and process. While he had encountered whores before, and even slept with a few himself, he had never heard of someone with that kind of story. And the manner in which she spoke, and her emotions convinced him that she was being absolutely genuine. That she wasn’t lying. Finally, he sighed and said, “It sounds like right now you need a friend. Things seem really tough for you right now, so let me help you sort shit out.” He then paused and looked back at her and asking, “If this Master seems to have so little regard for you, then why are you even contemplating doing what he wants? I mean, I’ve heard of Master-Slave relationships, and I don’t judge people that are in one but I admit, I am pretty ignorant when it comes to them. I thought a master was meant to be caring for their… slave?” He paused, as he wasn’t sure if he was wording his question right, and he hoped that he wasn’t upsetting her father. So he tried to re-word himself, “Well, perhaps not slave. Maybe a pet? I… forgive me, I am pretty innocent when it comes to that. Compared to what some people are into, I’m pretty vanilla.” He gave her a slight smile, hoping he wasn’t completely fucking things up right now. She was distraught, and really down on her luck and the last thing he wanted was to pile more shit onto her plate.

Each time Luna pressed herself down, Raeghan held her in place to grind his hips up into her. Each time caused a shuddering of pleasure to race up his spine. As Lune responded to the kiss, Raeghan made it more passionate as their tongues danced. His eyes were closed, as he enjoyed the tactile sensation of their closeness. The feeling of her tight and hot pussy around him, the velvet walls caressing every inch of his member. The press of her body against his own, and the heat caused by their desire. And then the touch of their lips on one another as their tongues danced an intimate dance. He loved every moment, and preferred this to their rutting from before. While he liked some hard, lust filled sex, he preferred to make love to women. He was a man who loved to enjoy the beauty of the female body, and there was plenty about Luna for him to enjoy. But he wanted to try something a little different. He pulled away from the kiss, unable to stop himself from giving her a couple more tender kissing before fully pulling away. He then told her in a soft voice, “Hold on.” He removed one of his hands from her hips and wrapped it around her torso before he sat up. With how his legs had been, he was able to fold them underneath him without jostling Luna too much. While he wouldn’t be able to do much in terms of thrusting up into her, it wasn’t what he was after. He wanted to continue this slow, loving pace and this position allowed Luna to be more comfortable. It was easily done because of how skinny she was and how large his cock was. It also allowed them to be closer when she was bouncing up and down on his cock. He ran his hands down her sides before they moved around her curvy backside where he groped her gently. He looked up at her and smiled slightly before saying, “Let’s try this for a little bit.” He used his grip on her backside to pulled her forwards, grinding her down onto his cock as he pressed his hips up into her. He moved his lips to her neck, pressing them against her soft skin as he kissed up her neck to give her a few moments to adjust to the new position.

At the moment, Lexi is available for interaction. She won't be able to go out and rescue Aurora. Talrin's profile is finished, but he and some of my other characters will be arriving at the same time and I haven't finished their profiles. I haven't really done much with them because I'm also waiting on @Temaelrin to also do his and he's been far too busy to work on them.

He knew exactly what Rayvenne’s answer to Luna’s question was going to be, but he decided that since Luna was so determined to ask, he would just let her find the answer for herself. Rayvenne had never really been happy from the moment he had met her. There were moments where she was, but they were always overshadowed by a much deeper sadness that he knew she would be unwilling to share with Luna. While he had gained that kind of trust with her, it would take a lot more effort on Luna’s part to pry that information from her. Like Luna, Raeghan wished for Rayvenne to be happy. However one couldn’t really help someone who was not interested in your help. Plus there was nothing either of them could do to actually help. He put that thought aside, so that he could concentrate on them for the moment. He kept his grip on her hips, helping to guide her movement as she ground against. It wasn’t the most mind-blowing pleasure he had ever experienced, but it felt pleasurable in another way. He liked the press of her body against his as their hips pressed against each other. It made the entire act seem much more intimate than what they had been doing before. Before they had been pretty much rutting, to get an intense orgasm from each other and to pleasure each other. But this pace was much smoother and gentle. He smiled when she kissed his collar bone, and he responded by pressing his lips against her forehead in a gentle, tender kiss. He then felt her hips being pulled up, her pussy gliding along the length of his rock hard cock, exposing it to the cooler air of the room. He felt the moment where she paused, and as she began to slide back down he pressed his hips against hers. He used his grip on her hips to prevent her from immediately pulling up again. Instead, he pinned her down into place as he rolled his hips to grind his cock into her, to cause friction in every inch of her before he loosened his grip to allow her to move once again. He then shifted his face a little and pressed his lips against her own, encouraging her into a slow kiss. Instead of dominating her with his tongue, he allowed them to dance with one another in a tender, loving kiss.

When she flopped down onto his chest, Raeghan automatically wrapped his arms around her to ensure that she didn’t fall over to the side. He allowed her a few moments to rest, as that had appeared to be a very strong orgasm. He ran a hand up and down her back in a comforting manner to help her calm down. He smiled when she giggled a little before she said that he was incredible. He knew that she had no one to compare him to, but he was flattered nonetheless. He chuckled a little, “Thank you. You’re incredible yourself.” He told her, and he really meant it. He had been with enough women to know when someone was naturally talented, and Luna certainly was. She was a very enthusiastic partner, and that was something he preferred over some of the other limp and soulless partners that he had, had in the past. Raeghan was drawn from his thoughts when Luna asked about Rayvenne joining them, and he grimaced slightly. He knew for a fact that she wouldn’t want to. Sex was just something she wasn’t interested in, especially since sex was one of the causes of her current predicament. Sex was the last thing she would want to be doing. He didn’t even know if Rayvenne saw women as attractive, either. He gave Luna a slight smile and shook his head, “I don’t think she would, no. You can try and ask, but I doubt she will go for it.” He was glad that she started to move again, grinding herself down onto his cock. Raeghan began to move his hips as well, meeting her circling hips with thrusts of his own. Instead of just letting her do all of the work, he was aiming to fuck back into her, to work as one to bring each other to a mind-shattering orgasm. Even so, he was going to let her set the pace, so that they went at a speed she was comfortable with.

Location: On Northern side of the central Mountain range. Dezrin flinched a little when he saw Cassandra suddenly trip and fall, landing on her face. He frowned in concern as he emerged further from his hiding spot and approached her, as she seemed to have completely given up and was merely lying there. It meant she was either too exhausted to get up, or she had decided to give in to the hopelessness. He went to move towards her, however he felt a telepathic contact. He froze, tightening the defences of his mind just in case the contact was hostile. However, it quickly became clear that it was an attempt to communicate, even though he didn’t understand a word. He wished his father was here, as he would be able to make sense of the man's language, and thus allow them to communicate better. Judging by the fact that the man made no hostile telepathic movements, despite the apparent openness of Dezrin’s mind, suggested that the man meant no harm. He was quite likely trying to help Cassandra, for which he didn’t blame the man for. Cassandra was in a rather pitiful state right now. So he responded in the only way he felt that he could. Restricting the telepathic bandwidth so that he didn’t hurt the man with the sheer force of his telepathic ability, he radiated the feeling that he meant the man no harm. He radiated a feeling of peace, to let the man know that he had no intention of harming him. He then flashed a brief image of Cassandra, before sending the complicated feeling that the man should leave her in Dezrin’s hands. That Cassandra was familiar to him. He then sent a feeling of gratitude, to let the man know that his efforts, while futile, were appreciated. He then severed the contact as he stepped over to Cassandra’s prone body. He moved slowly, so that he didn’t spook her. He knelt down beside her, noting the dirt that was smeared across her body. He then said in a gentle voice, once again speaking in her language, “Don’t panic. I’m going to put my hand on your back to warm you up and get rid of the water.” He raised his right hand, allowing his gauntlet to grow back across his hand and lower arm before gently putting his hand on her back. The indents of the gauntlet glowed slightly as he concentrated, using his energy to strip the rain water from her as well as to radiate warmth throughout her body. She would began to feel warmer, but not to the point where it was uncomfortable. He then said in a voice just as gentle, “It’s alright. I’m here to help you. I’m Dezrin, and I mean you absolutely no harm.”

Rose felt almost as if she were deliberately stepping towards her doom as she allowed Anhara to get her up onto the passenger seat of the truck. As her hands were tied behind her back, she wasn’t able to wiggle that much, thus could not stop the little peck on her cheek. With her throat constricted as it was, she found it hard to breath and fought for every breath she could. When the man called Anhara and the girl disappeared, Rose’s eyes darted around the truck as she tried to look anything that could help her. But her search was distracted when she heard something thumping against the truck with such force that the whole vehicle shook. The unexpected noise made her jump and she wildly looked around as she wondered what the hell that was. She tried to twist in her chair to see what was going on, but her small height wouldn’t allow her to properly look over the seat she was belted into. She then began to hear Anhara’s voice, as she seemed to be grunting and moaning in pain. Her eyes went wide, as she had no idea what was going on. What was that man doing to her? Despite the fact that Anhara had brought this doom on her, she couldn’t help but to feel sorry for the girl. With a soft whimper, Rose brought her feet up to rest against the seat as her breathing became quick as panic began to set in. She heard a few more thumps before she squeaked a little as the drivers door opened up and the man climbed in. Without a word, the man started the car and started driving off but she barely paid attention to the passing scenery. Rose watched him with wide, fear-filled eyes. She wanted to know what had happened to Anhara. She had been under the impression that she was going to be sitting on her father’s lap on the drive home. What had he done to her? Where was she? Did he kill her, or hurt her in some manner? There were so many questions she had, and she found that the not knowing was the worst part. She had no idea what this man was capable with his own flesh and blood. She wanted to know so badly, and yet she was afraid to open her mouth to ask. She was completely frozen in fear. The thought of attempting to escape didn’t even enter her mind, she was that terrified. The last thing she wanted to do was piss this man off.

Location: Luxury Hotel; Early morning It seemed quite clear to Kaylaen that Sophia had some serious self-esteem issues. She clearly didn’t see herself as someone of value. He couldn’t quite put himself in her shoes, as he had never suffered from any real confidence problems. It was why he wasn’t freaking out right now, as he knew that as long as he treated the situation right he could lessen the damage. He ignored the way that she seemed to hunch in on herself. Her attitude seemed completely different from the night before. The night before she had been confident, knew what she wanted and seduced it out of him. He had found it rather sexy. He wasn’t one to like this self pitying attitude, but he held his tongue because he knew that right now she was at a really low point in her life. She did have some right to feel sorry for herself. He wasn’t sure what she meant about the last comment. Perhaps she was religious, and believed in a higher power. He would have never guessed from the way she was acting the night before. But then he had no idea that his mother was religious until after she had died, and she had left that letter for him. Unconsciously, as he often did, he reached up with his free hand to stroke against the golden necklace around his throat, feeling the intricate pattern of the tree leaves against his fingertips. One thought that came to his mind was that perhaps she was as lonely as he was. While he had friends, he had no family. His mother was dead, and he had never known his father and he had no siblings. He also has no aunts or uncles, and his grandparents had died before he was born. It made him wonder what had happened to her. He also wondered why she seemed to be of the impression that she had to please men, as if it was her only purpose in life. He sighed a little before saying, “You wouldn’t be a burden. I would only consider you such, if you take the absolute piss. But I have a gut feeling that you aren’t that kind of person. I would appreciate it if you would leave the decision as to whether or not I think you’re a burden to me.” He removed his fingers from his necklace and waggled his finger at her. He lowered his hand and said, “Look, you seem like a nice person. You’re not begging for help off of me. I’m offering it to you, because what other choice do you have? If you have no home, no money and no one else to help you… then what are you going to do?” He tightened his hold on her, hugging her a little more, “I’m not asking you to move in on a permanent basis. Just until you get your feet on the ground again. If you want to pay me back in some way, I’ll leave that to you. If you really think your body is the only thing you have to offer, then I really don’t mind being friends with benefits. But your company would indeed please me.”

Location: Village of Ryn’tur. Rowan watched Natia’s confusion when her eyes took in her meal for the first time. It seemed that she had not seen meat before, at least this particular kind of meat. He did wonder why she had ordered the steak, since she had been adverse to the dried meat he had before. But the fact that she didn’t know what steak even was explained why she had ordered it. After her second question, he gently shifted her off of his lap before picking up his knife and fork. Already he missed her warmth and the feeling of her soft body pressing against him. But he tried to put that thought aside as he cut his way through the steak before pulling it apart to reveal the slightly pink insides, “Steak is a kind of meat, from the cow. While it has been cooked, most often like it a little bit juicy.” He put his knife and fork down, leaning against the plate on opposite sides in the sign that he was merely paused with his meal. He looked back over at Natia and offered, “If you don’t want the meat, I’m more than happy to swap it for my greens. They’re vegetables, which I doubt you’ll have too much trouble with. Don’t eat anything you’re not comfortable with, love.” He then gave her a smile, not wanting to make her feel pressured into eating something she wasn’t comfortable with. He knew that sometimes if you ate something that you weren’t used to, it could make you sick and the last thing he wanted was for Natia to be made poorly because she was trying to impress him. Location: Craethiel Wilds, onroute to Tiloga, and Toliga village. The days seemed to bleed by as Lucius made his way south. He kept a constant eye behind him, having a niggling feeling that his father had sent people to try and spy on him, and to watch his movements. He didn’t like being followed, and did everything he could to throw their trail. By the time he reached the outer gates of Tiloga, he was reasonably sure that he had left them in the dust. He looked up at the village in front of him. It was a collection of rather low buildings, with muddy streets with people moving around in common clothing. The village, like any settlement, had walls around it to keep out the nasties of the Wild. There were two guards at the gate, looking bored. Lucius had been here before, but only to pass through the village. And at the time he was in a carriage. His father had been taking him down to Selil at the time, and wouldn’t allow Lucius to get out and explore. As he approached at a slow walk, the guards straightened slightly and eyed him somewhat suspiciously as they noted the fine make of his travel clothes. “Can we help yer, M’lord?” One of the guards asked. Lucius looked at him, and noticed that the man's nose was bent as if it had been broken in a brawl and had not healed properly. “Just passing through, gentlemen. I will likely stay the night and purchase provisions, but otherwise I do not plan to stay long.” Lucius responded politely. It was clear that his rather aristocratic accent made the two nervous. “A-a’right m’lord. Go on through. There’s an inn just up t’ street. It’s decent enough.” The second guard said before snapping his jaw closed as if he was going to say more but decided against it. Lucius raised an eyebrow slightly at him before nodding, “Thank you.” He then nudged Aeris forwards and entered the village properly. The people glanced at him, clearly curious as to why he was there but unwilling to ask. So he ignored them as he moved through the centre of the village until he found the inn that the guards had spoken about. He pulled up outside, before pulling Aeris to the stables around the side. He unsaddled the horse, and gave him a scrub down before making sure that Aeris had some food. Once Aeris was cared for, Lucius went into the inn properly. It was a low building, with heavy beams propping the ceiling up. There were several low tables and uncomfortable looking benches. The bar itself didn’t look particularly clean either, and Lucius wondered if eating here would make him sick. Unfortunately, he was hungry and out of supplies so he had no choice. Hiding his grimace he stepped up to the man behind the bar, who gave him a look of curiosity mixed with a faint look of disdain. “I would like a room, and something to eat.” Lucius said politely. The man looked him up and down and said, “All we’s got is some stew couple days old.” “That will have to do.” Lucius said, reaching into his purse as the man demanded, “Twelve coppa’s.” Lucius wordlessly handed the money over before he turned and took a seat in the corner so that he wasn’t drawing as much attention. It also allowed him to silently observe the people around him while he waited for his food. It would prevent people from being able to sneak up against him, as he had the wall directly on his back.

The journey out of the mountains was quite uneventful, much to Daedrin’s relief. Even so, he still kept an eye out for anything unusual. Enough had happened over the last few days to make him more than a little paranoid. He certainly didn’t trust this ‘Watcher’ person, and he when he returned he was going to ask his parents to look into it for him to see what information they brought up about her. If anyone could find anything out, it would be them. He wasn’t sure he liked the sound of all this Sin Lord and the apparent cliché of Izanagi being the ‘chosen one’ to stop this cycle. Worse still, it seemed that others might believe it as well and thus were likely to attack him because of it. Which, to Daedrin, sounded like the worst thing to do. Since in their efforts to stop Izanagi, they were only going to end up forcing him into the position of going through with it. A case of A leads to B which then leads to C which then loops back to A once again. Absolutely ridiculous. Once they reached the foothills, he once again lead the two into the forest. He was just as wary in the forest, due to the high number of monsters that were likely to attack them, especially any remaining Hounds that were roaming around. But they weren’t the only danger. He decided to give Ashaba a wide berth, deciding to circle around it. It added a few more days onto their journey, but Daedrin had no real desire to encounter any priests or Hounds. Finally, they reached the Ildran River and was able to cross onto the other side. They continued along the river until it was close to nightful. They came to a stop near a large rocky outcropping which would shelter them from any rain that decided to fall for the night. Daedrin made sure that there was nothing around them before the two proceeded to set up the camp. By the time the sun had set, they had eaten their meal and were relaxing before one of them needed to head to bed. But it wasn’t long before Daegrin stirred uneasily and snorted causing Daedrin to look up and into the darkness before he heard something slithering against the ground. He stood up, his hand close to his weapon as he listened intently, looking out into the darkness as he told Izanagi, “Kill the fire.” Once the light had gone out, Daedrin blinked to activate his Daedric vision which allowed him to peer into the darkness. It was then that he saw a large figure heading in their direction. It appeared to be some kind of worm, scuttling on its many legs. It had huge bulbous eyes, and rows of sharp teeth. It also had tentacles that writhed restlessly. He cursed, “Fuck! It’s a Carrion Crawler. I think our fire must have attracted its attention. Don’t let its tentacles hit you; it’s a paralysing poison.” He informed his friend. He reached down and touched his thigh. It was still a little tender, but otherwise it was healed. The creature slithered closer to them, causing Daedrin to lift his sword. He didn’t attack, but he used the pulse of the sword to push the creature back. It paused, its tentacles stilling for a moment before it let out a soft hiss. “I’m warning you now. If you come any closer, we will attack. If you turn away now, we won’t bother chasing you.” Daedrin warned, giving the creature at least one last chance. It paused again, before letting out another hiss and moving forwards once again, its eye gleaming with hunger.

He smiled a little when her cheeks reddened in embarrassment from his lewd language, but she didn’t otherwise object. Clearly she was new to the whole dirty talking thing. He knew there were some women who absolutely loved it, while others would slap you for it. Thus one always had to probe gently with a new partner to see if it was something they might be open to. He was distracted from his thoughts as her hips began to roll slightly, increasing the friction between them. It made his head swim in pleasure as he felt every inch of his cock being stimulated by her pussy as she fucked herself on him. It was clear that she was enjoying it as well, as more little moans and gasps escaped her. Sounds that were absolutely adorable on her, and he wanted to hear even more from her. At her declaration, Raeghan had to resist the urge to tighten his grip on her hips and thrust up into her. He wanted her to be able to do this herself. But it was hard to resist the feeling of her pussy squeezing the life out of his cock, as if trying to milk him of even more cum. He let out a soft groan, unable to stop the sound from escaping him as it felt incredible. She continued to bounce on him, until she slammed herself down she began to shake and moan. At the same time, her cunt squeezed tightly around him, and her feminine juices squirted over every inch of his cock. It was at this point he was unable to resist anymore. He brought his legs up, planting his feet firmly on the bed below them. He tightened his grip on her hips as he began to thrust up into her again, hoping to intensify and draw out her orgasm. It was only when her climax calmed down when he slowed his thrusts to allow her to take control again. He smirked up at her, “That felt quite intense.” He commented, hius blood red eyes twinkling in amusement.

Raeghan enjoyed the view of the pleasure that twisted her face before her face was somewhat hidden from view as she threw back her head as if she found the pleasure overwhelming. He could certainly sympathise. He loved the feeling of her body wrapping around his cock, caressing every inch of it with the most intimate part of her. He then felt a tickling sensation on his thighs, causing his eyes to jerk down as he glanced around her only to see that it was her long and glorious ears. He smiled a little before he returned his attention back to her properly and watched as she continued to move up and down on him. As she moved, he stroked his hands along her thighs in both an affectionate and reassuring manner, silently letting her know that she was going good. Each time she pulled herself up, before impaling herself on his cock, he shuddered at the pleasure. He loved watching his cock emerge from her body only to sink back inside and forcing the bulge in her stomach to expand slightly as a result. He couldn’t believe that she was still able to get his cock into her womb. It was certainly a first for him. He had never fucked someone in their womb before. But then Luna was actually the first non-human sexual partner he ever remembered having. Things were bound to be very different. He noticed that, gradually, she became more confident in her movements. And as she grew more confident, she began to move faster but not so fast that he wasn’t able to enjoy the slow pace. He barely took any notice her rump slapping against his pelvis. His attention was completely riveted on her and the movements she was making. He found it so mesmerising that he almost missed her question. He smiled up at her, squeezing her powerful thighs gently, before he assured her, “You’re doing more than fine, Luna. Your pussy feels amazing, as are your movements.” He grinned a little before suggesting, “Although if you feel like your legs are getting tired, try a grinding motion. That feels pretty good.” He stroked his hands up so that they were positioned on her hips. He tightened his hold a little, but not enough to hinder her movements. He wanted her free to move as she wished.

Rose hated the sight of the smile that appeared on Anhara’s lips at her compliance. She looked away, not wanting to have to look at it, before her frustration got the better of her. Her eyes closed as she fought back tears as she felt the rope wrapping around her slim wrists. The material felt as if it was burning her skin and she wanted to do nothing more than to try and pull herself away. Her heart sped up even more when she was finally entrapped, making escape pretty much impossible now. At least the rope wasn’t so tight that it was painful. I was some small mercy, however pointless that was at this point. Her breathing hitched when Anhara spoke again, thanking her for making it easy for them. She clenched her eyes tighter, fighting back the tears as she was hauled to her feet and forced to stand. Her eyes opened, glistening slightly when she felt the other girls hand on her back before she felt herself being pushed forwards. She stumbled a little but quickly got her balance again as she reluctantly followed the man out of the front door. She looked around, hoping that one of her neighbours was outside, or at least peering through the window to see what was going on outside. But for once, the nosy neighbours were not being nosy. Her throat constricted at that thought. She was going to be kidnapped, and no one would be any of the wiser, which would only make it harder for them to find her. Her eyes were drawn to the black pick-up truck and she shivered in terror, knowing that the innocuous looking vehicle was going to be taking her to her doom. Her attention was grabbed when the man called out impatiently and she flinched a little. She then looked over at Anhara as she suggested that she could sit up front with the two of them. Her first reaction was to bulk and refuse. Why would she want to sit with her kidnappers, especially when they were likely to be doing some sick and disgusting stuff right next to her. Why would she want to be near that!? However upon thinking for it for a moment, she realised that if she could sit up front, it was possible that someone could see her and either recognise her, or remember her when the police and her father came looking at her. So she nodded a little, “The front.” She said in a soft voice, not wanting either of them to think she had any sliver of hope.

Location: Luxury Hotel; Early morning Kaylaen looked up when she cursed softly in a defeated tone. He frowned a little when she seemed to talk to herself, saying that she had lost everything, that she had no job, no apartment and now had lost her money. He grimaced as he felt compassion for her swell in his chest. He felt really shitty for her, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to just walk off and leave her alone to it. He didn’t comment when she suddenly shouted, knowing that she needed to vent at least some of her anger and frustration. He wanted to reach for her, to draw her close and hug her but he wasn’t sure how such a gesture would be taken by her. The last thing he wanted to do was make her feel crowded. However he didn’t need to wonder for much longer, because she leaned against him as she began to sob. Automatically he wrapped an arm around her and held her close, allowing her to cry out her frustrations as she spoke through her tears. He frowned deeply when she spoke about turning to prostitution. He knew that it was legal here, but it had strict guidelines. Such as being done in a fully licensed brothel, or from your own home. Street prostitution was only during certain times. But there was also the problem of the pimp. Even if Sophia got herself a pimp that kept her safe on the streets, it was likely that he would actually take most of her money and leave her barely any to live off of. Kaylaen rubbed her arm gently before saying, “Don’t worry about that right now, Sophia. I don’t think prostitution is really viable unless you do it in a brothel.” He paused for a moment before sighing slightly as he found that his compassion was causing him to make a decision he could likely regret such as the night before, “Look. I’m not going to just leave you, okay? You lost your job and apartment? How about you come and stay with me for a bit? I can help you find a job and help you get your life back on track.” He then shrugged a little self-consciously as he figured that she might try and refuse out of feeling bad, “I live alone and I would actually appreciate the company.”

Location: Village of Ryn’tur. Rowan frowned a little in thought at her curious question, “If I recall… Ale is made from grains and hops, fermented slightly to produce an alcoholic drink. I doubt you’ve had an alcoholic drink before, so I didn’t think it would be suitable for you. I mean, you can try mine but I have a feeling that you won’t like it too much. It’s a little bitter, and quite the acquired taste. Honestly, it’s not my favourite drink, but I know they don’t have what I like here. But it’s alright. I just don’t like drinking straight water. I think most of the locals really drink it because they like the excuse of being able to come to the local tavern and spend time with their friends.” He glanced around before adding, “Well. Later in the day. Most of them are working right now, so it’s pretty empty. It won’t be later.” By then, the two of them would be up in the bedroom. Or, least Natia will be. He looked up when he heard footsteps approaching them, and saw the barmaid coming over with their meals, “Here ye are.” She said, putting the plates down on the polished wood along with knife and forks, “Hope ye enjoy.” She then said before walking off. Rowan looked at the meal, to see a rather respectable slice of well cooked steak, along with what appeared to be rosemary and thyme roast potatoes and some green beans that steamed slightly. It looked quite nice, suggesting that the cook here took pride in what he made. With regret, he gave Natia a soft pat on the backside and said, “You should get off my lap now so we can eat. Don’t worry though, I’ll give you plenty of cuddles later.” Location: Craethiel Wilds, on the outskirts of Lathulla. The next morning Lucius awoke to the cheerful chirps of birdsong as the birds enthusiastically welcomed the sight of the morning sun. He grimaced, finding such enthusiasm to be trying in the morning. He pushed the bedroll off of him before he left his tent to stretch muscles stiff from a night of sleeping on the ground. He heard a soft, welcoming nicker, and looked over at Aeris who snorted a little. He smiled a little, reaching out to pet the proud stallion on the neck only to get a nuzzle in return. He patted the animal one more time before he pulled away and went over to the supply bags where he rummaged through them until he found strips of dried meat. He wasn’t one for a breakfast porridge, hating the taste and the texture of the stuff. It was gruel in his opinion, and the only time when one should eat gruel was when one was sick. He sat himself down next to the dead fire, chewing on the tough meat strips as he stared into the blackened fire, now devoid of any fresh wood in which to burn. He thought about what he needed to do. He figured that his first step might be to head to Selil and speak to the Lords at the Court, and perhaps even the King himself to see what he could do in regards to his father. He had met the King before, as well as his children. In fact, he had become friends with Prince Kailen who was the same age as him. At the very least, he could warn the Princes about his father's plan, and the fact that he was cheating with the kind of magic that was cast on Ciara when she was not even born yet. He doubt Ciara would mind him warning them, as she didn’t want to get married to them anyway. She would not make a good wife for them anyway. She was far too adventurous and more apt to just wander off. He liked the King and his family, and didn’t want to see them in an unhappy marriage just like he didn’t want to see his sister in an unhappy marriage. He ate the last piece of his meat, making the decision to head to Selil. It would take a few weeks of travel, but he wasn’t bothered. His father would no doubt be spending this time trying to teach his sister some manners, and how to act like a proper court lady suitable for being a Queen. He knew his father would fail. He got up and dismantled his camp, hiding the evidence of the fire before striking his tent and saddling Aeris who snorted with eagerness. Once he had finished, he glanced around and nodded with satisfaction that no one would be able to follow his trail. He then pulled himself up onto Aeris and rode out of his camp, heading south towards Selil.

Raeghan smiled at the small bunny girl when she pecked him on the lips and promised to do her best, “You’ll be fine.” He assured her in a soft voice, gently squeezing her hips with his hands. His attention was then grabbed when she sat herself up, allowing him a full view of her glorious body. He allowed his eyes to trail down from her face, to her flat chest with the small perky breasts before they ran over her flat stomach where he could see a slight bulge where his cock was resting inside of her, and then to her shapely hips. He then looked at where their hips were joined together, uniting the two of them. He smiled, before looking up at her face where he could see a hint of embarrassment in her beautiful eyes. He didn’t point it out to her, because that would only make her more self conscious, and he wanted her to relax. She had nothing to be embarrassed about. She was beautiful, and she was new to this so he didn’t expect everything to be perfect. She had been doing really well thus far, and he was curious to know how she was going to proceed. He then watched as she slowly lifted herself up, causing his cock to leave her body in a slow and agonizing fashion. He felt the moment the head of his dick slipped from her wound to be lovingly caressed by the silky walls of her pussy. He could feel the cooler air of the room touching his cock and it caused him to shudder slightly as he fought the instinctual need to slam himself up into her. He was holding himself back, so that she could find out what was more comfortable for herself, as well as to learn how it was pleasurable for him. Certainly the view was something that captivated him. He could see his cock sliding out of her body, the thick shaft glistening slightly in the soft light of the room. He found himself holding his breath when she came to a stop when only the head of his cock was buried inside of her before she began to slowly push herself down on him. He felt himself twitch a little as he saw his cock once again sinking into her body. The sight was so arousing that his cock throbbed as it was being swallowed by her. His eyes half closed as he concentrating on the sensation of his cock being swallowed by her tight heat. He felt resistance against the head of his cock before he felt her hips wiggle a little before her cervix once again opened up into the deepest part of her body. He was only allowed to remain in that state of bliss for a moment before she began to lift herself again. “Damn…” He breathed out. The word was not a curse, nor did it sound like one. It was more of a sigh, heavily tinged with pleasure. He had been with a few women who liked to tease and take their time, but Luna wasn’t doing it in spite, or an attempt to control. And yet it still felt like a sweet kind of torture. He wanted her to speed up, and yet he loved this slow and luxurious pace. It allowed him to really enjoy her body, and he certainly hoped that it allowed her to enjoy the feeling of his cock moving in and out of her body. He had no doubt that with the slow pace, she was able to better identify the more sensitive parts of her inner body. If she learned how to really pleasure herself, he would consider this whole encounter a success.

Ruby narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw the nerf gun raised and pointed in her direction before the strange man fired it at her. While she doubted it would do any real damage, she still dove out of the way, rolling to get behind cover. Despite her quick reaction, one of the bullets clipped her thigh. And dammit, it hurt! It felt as if she had been punched in the thigh, as if she had been shot with a rubber bullet. It was sure to leave a horrific bruise on her otherwise flawless skin. As she hid behind some crates which, to her, didn’t look like it would be effective for very long. She twisted, getting up onto her feet and peering up over the top of the crate at the midget figure. She then raised her own guns and pointed them at Shorty before she fired herself in rapid succession. She was surprised to note that there was hardly any kickback from the weapons, allowing her to keep her aim relatively straight. She still had to correct with each shot fired, but it allowed her to shoot quickly. She was really liking these guns.