Balthier

@ElieCapulet30, thoughts on where do we want to go with Princess Lost in Thought now? I feel like the current scene is pretty well wrapped up.

Exzel shifted her weigh from one hip to the other as she stood there, slowly doing a sexy turn to show off her body. Her prominent feminine features and fitness making her look like prime a breeding candidate. She enjoyed making most males lusty, her face an enticing smile. "I suppose, we could do both. It takes a lot of concentration to mimic someone exactly, I don't usually do it that often. Would you prefer to start or end with your foe for one last go? I will say, with an open mind, it opens up many role play possibilities..." She did a full turn and a half, ending with her perfect rear facing Zorn. Running hands down from her hips up to her breasts, looking over her shoulder. She changed into Daimond again. Feigning a look of concern on her face, once again closing mimicking her voice, "You'll never catch me.." She made ready to run, if he was game for it. Otherwise she awaited his response.

Akemi considered refusing outright, than except aid from her foe. Only this beast was grinning like an idiot, and talking like she would help. Akemi didn't trust the situation, in the least. She could feel her phone, tucked into the back of her armor, at least her friend had probably been able to track her location. She was at a disadvantage currently, but her strength was not entirely spent. Nonetheless wrestling around on the ground didn't seem like a good idea. "Why would you want to help me?" Akemi had considered she could end up like her mother, killed in combat, she didn't think it would be so soon however. The offer felt like a trick to have lower her guard, and she meant to take her foe with her, if it was her time. Then again, maybe this was just a playful fool. A dangerous playful fool. If that was the case perhaps living to fight another day was worth a chance. Suddenly she thought of her father, he would be devastated if she perished here, and she wouldn't be able to take over the ramen shop from him anymore. Perhaps a chance to walk away, for his sake was worth it. Akemi, she heard her name whispered by a feminine, familiar voice. Looked around and saw nnothing. I'm I delusional? Perhaps that hit was harder than I thought, was all she could think. The same ghostly image again haunted the very edge of Hellhounds peripheral vision. "What do you propose, and how do I know you won't grill me like a tacoyaki?" Akemi's mother had been a shinto priestess on top of a magical girl. She had inherited some of her mother's spiritual power, and gathered it inside her. For the hope that if she did die, the energy would release catastrophically and purify anything close to her.

Name: Ragnahild Lagerthasdottir Alias: Blood Claw Age: 18 Sex: Female Short bio: Ragnahild is a native of Iceland. Her family a long line magical girls, said to have a touch of Odin upon their line a millenia ago. Just out of high-school, she has come to Japan a few months ago to practice with other teams, befriending Akemi/Seraph shortly thereafter. When she summons her magical girl armor and her favorite lightning charged axe, she also can summon her Thunder Wolf mount, Fenris, who is both fast as well as fierce in combat. Stronger physically than Akemi, she doesn't quite have the same grace as her friend, but matched her in ferocity. Can drink most men under the table.

Akemi's sword stuck in the ground, when she hot Helhound and they rolled, the beast had ended up on top of her, minus a little clothing. Akemi looked up at the beast as she say on top of her. There might have been a way for a pause, but her anger was too fresh. Her friend had been seriously, hurt, and the images of people killed where still in her mind. Gritting her teeth straining to over come the pain, she raised her hips, and jerked to the side, pressing one hand on the Hound's chest to push her off, as she rolled to a crouch, then stood up slowly. Blood and carbon scored her armor, some blood still leaked from her wounds, she held her arm injured with her good arm, for a moment, then shook it out. Her eyes squinting in a scowl, noting her foe also still bleeding.

Here it was, the beast... she was getting sloppy to Akemi's mind. She made to charge forward to meet her claw to sword again, but it was a feint. Instead she leapt back quickly, Feeling the presence of her ancestors with her, her halo flared blindingly bright, as if Amaterasu herself was present, for just a flash. Recommiting to an attack, Akemi yelled, "Banzai!!!!" at the top of her lungs, and aimed a spirited thrust. Again she put her whole body into the attack, she saw the claws coming at her again but was undaunted. The spirit was upon her and there was no turning back at this point. The force of her charge meant that even if her sword missed, their bodies would slam together like a sumo, though doubtful she had the strength, she had every intention to plough through her opponent. She aimed her thrust true and lunged, the claws of the hound cought her body, piecing and melting parts of her armor, pain like fire spread through her abdomen, even as her blood spilled in arcs on the ground. Yelling, gritting her teeth she drove her attack home, holy blessed sword first.

Akemi was a student of Kendo, where a simultaneous kill, Aiuchi, was acceptable. You had to be tough, and take the hit, but an opponent couldn't block effectively while they attacked any more than the swordswoman could. Akemi committed fully to the Aiuchi. Her foot work was perfect as she pressed the attack. The claw on her shield scratched it, her charge only pushed the hound back minorly. She took the first return hit on her armor, while she slashed viciously at the Hound, with her sword, energy crackling down it's blade, aiming a blow that would slice a human in two. She took the hit to her face in order to land her simultaneous attack. She felt her sword connect but couldn't see the damage as Helhound fit her full in the face, snapping her head to the side. Teeth were knocked loose, and she could taste blood in her mouth. The aura from her halo was the only thing that saved her face from being burned off. She sustained minor burns even through the aura, but she rolled with with the punch, beating her wings once flying back to reduce the impact. Still it had hurt greatly. She cracked her head to the side, carbon scoring on her face, but her eyes looked back at the Hound with all the fierceness of a Sumarai. If this was to be her end, then she would make such an end, as to be worthy of her family line. She spit blood on the ground, and gritted her teeth. Holding her sword high, in an offensive stance. She meant to give every bit of the damage she took back in kind, and then some if she could manage. She let out a short kiai/battle cry, to harmonize her mind, body and spirit to the task at hand. A deep ghostly groan emanated from the forrest around them. Unknown to either combatant, an Onryu, a vengeful spirit, lingered around them. Her otherworldly haunting visage only briefly perceptable on the very edges of peripheral vision. And her anger was slowly rising.

Akemi felt a true distaste, and even a little... pity? Such a base existance. The beast clearly had no morals as humans understood it, she was probably completely selfish, and self serving to her ends, and caring little else other than her narrow wants. Akemi surged forward and used her wings to boost her speed as Hellhound lunged. Throwing all her force behind her shield, to bash the shield into Hellhound with all her weigh behind it as she clawed at her.

"You have pleased me, and I've been handled extremely rough before, I can take it." She ran a hand slowly and seductively up the back of her leg and over her shapely ass. Then slowly stood. In Daimond's voice, dripping with need she spoke, "I would risk, just this once for you. Don't you want me? Won't you claim your prize?" "However we have options, if you prefer." Easing out of Daimonds form she grew taller taking on the shape of a blue Oni, tattooed with Lightnig bolts. "Perhaps you would be more comfortable with this? The lightning tribe is thought to be very desirable. And none moreso than the Lighting General." She reverted to her true form next. Her voice, low and seductive, "Or there is just... me. Take your pick, or name your request, and we shall fulfill your desire this one time." Her lips curled into a devious smile.

Exzel thrusted once more for good measure, making sure to fill her womb, then pulled out of the Priestess, having filled her to the brim. She slapped the High Priestesses ass as she moved around her to Elie. "Hello Darling. You had us all a bit worried." Exzel ran fingers through Elies hair, to comfort her, surrounded as she was by asked spirits and demons. Exzel moved to help her sit up. "Steady. How do you feel now?"

Exzel took some breaths to recover herself. They had been at it for a long time now, and the pleasure had been outstanding. She considered SD she lay under him. "One form is usually as good as another for me. If my partner enjoys it, that's what makes it worth while. Though there are times I need to be myself. What would you say to either of these?" She freed herself from under him and walked, seductively to the side of the bed. What she was about to do was very dangerous, do to how Zorn could react, but she was feeling wild so gave it a go. She changed into a human, beautiful, her hair long and blonde, her eyes purple. Her form became thay of the Daimond Sorceress. It was hard to mimic someone specifically, usually she had her own forms for each race, but with great concentration she could take on someone's form for periods. In the form of the Daimond Sorceress, she suddenly role played being scared. A feigned look of worry on her face, then a playful smile, she spoke with Alexandrine's voice though it took a lot of energy to maintain, "Have you ever wanted me?" She bent over the bed, legs spread. This could either go really well, or it was a horrible mistake, she would soon find out.

"I'll take care of her later, in my own way." Exzel's grip on the High Priestest tightened. She ramped up her speed, her hardness bulging against her walls. Her thrusts became harder and harder, she pounded her length deep into the spirit. She began to draw latent healing power from the Priestess as she fully penetrated her defenses, and refocus them on the spell. "Steady... steady... Now! Uuurgh!" Exzel came just as she commanded everyone else too. She exploded inside the Priestess, filling her with warmth every thrust now. Exzel's cock throbbing in her. She unleashed the spell mid orgasm, causing her power to surge, and alloqing her to draw the energy feom the Prieatess as well when she came. Zef, came powerfully, spraying his warm sticky cum in gobs all over Elie's chest and body. He shot more with each movement of Elie's hand down his length. His roar was fierce as he finished. The spell caused all the cum to glow, stay warm, as it's like making potential changed to life restoring energy, invading Elie's body and restoring her fully.

"Take it as you will, beast, for it was not an insult, so much as calling something what it is, plainly. I expect it would be no more insulting to you than calling a rock, a rock. We would talk further, but that I think the wagging of tongues will not sway your cold heart or change your vile ways." Akemi was willing to talk, but thought it would only waste time. The creature didn't care. She ran her fingers along the blood grove of her sword, where etched into the blade were the words, "No matter the odds." Energy flashed along the blade as she took a practiced stance. "Away with you mongrel! Go home!" She scolded her as she would a stray mut. Shield held at the ready.

"Play?" Akemi spat the word, "Is that what you call the senseless destruction? Murdering those who stood no chance against you for some kind of sport?" Her emotion was pouring forth into her words, "If that be the case, then monster I name you. In heart, if not body." She found herself getting her footing. A grim resolution taking hold of her spirit, despite her petite stature. Completely imperceptible to all, save Hellhound. If she was paying attention, at the very periphery of her vision, a ghostly image appeared. In appearance not unlike the girl who stood before her, yet about 10 years older. Accompanied by a odd feeling of being watched. Dark eyes looking at the Hellhound. Any attempt to look in the direction of the apparition, it would dissipate faster than eye could precieve, and would seem as if it was never there. A trick of the mind or eye. Yet the presence lingers on, the kind that would make mortal skin crawl and hair stand on end. Yet Akemi showed no sign of precieving the vision, just aways beyond sight, or the presence. Akemi stood resolutely, halo shining bright, regarding Hellhound's dog like features, "Are you the kind that seek out mere chew toys? Chewing them up then moving on without thought or honor? Monster, I say again."

At Least tens of minutes passed as they went at it again, maybe longer as time seemed to fade away, and the feeling of primary bliss took ver her consciousness. The want, the desire, simply a male and a female, together, giving and taking. Her legs were spread wide, her hands explored his body, her body moving it time with his, taking as much as she could of him. She moved sensually under him, enticing him further, and to go as hard as he wanted. Playfully she would occasionally bite it his neck, just a nibble, not breaking skin. She felt the craving again, to feel him release in her, and pressed her own hips up in time to seek her own orgasm again. She was game for whatever he felt up too, herself feeling satisfied.

She took her time to feel over his masculine frame as her orgasm subsided. The look she gave him, let him know clearly she had enjoyed it, and appreciated his services. She squirmed with his hardness still in her. Her hands feeling around front to his chest and down his body. Finally lightly caressing his balls. "My... you still have some left?" As he was over her, she didn't make a move right away. He had been gentle by Demon standards, and so reciprocated his style now, repressing the urge to roll him on his back forcefully. "I can take as much as you want to unload." Even now she was starting to leak some of his seed. "I'm as pleased as I imagined. Would like more?" With her demon stamina she could all night if that's what he wanted. She certainly was enjoying being the woman in bed this time. It had been a long while.

As the explosion rocked the earth a short ways ahead, Akemi was on guard. This could be what caused all the chaos, and whatever it was it was most certainly dangerous. The birds and wildlife fled In a wave of wildlife. Akemi scowled, thinking about whatever unnatural thing destroyed life and nature so casually. She walked forward, cautiously. Seeing Hellhound amid buring debris, adrenaline surged through her body, fight or flight response kicking in. She stood, taking a deep breath to steady herself. Fight it was then, her heart pounding with nervousness. There stood the 18 year old girl, alone, facing the firery beast. "A powerful explosion," a compliment and much as a statement, "Was it you, who destroyed the town?" She could feel her emotions swirling around her body, and fought to control herself.

Her moans crescendoed as he went at her aggressively. Her hands scratched across his lower back as she felt his thrusts push her into climax. Intense pleasure between her legs spreading outward through her body, a shiver ran through her as she enjoyed her waves of orgasm. A rush of wetness making her even more slick, and she rolled her hips needily to milk Zorn of all she could, trying to drain him of every last drop, and keeping her pleasure going for as long as she could. She gave him her ahegao look, as he finished in her. His warmth filling her only heightening her pleasure. "Yes, oh yessss!"

Akemi had spent hours as Seraph, helping rescue some remaining trapped survivors. During that time, that there were signs of damage on every building. The fires had engulfed everything. Fallen weapons and destroyed armor here and there, ahe got the feeling there had been a fight. Ahe stopped in her tracks when she found foot prints... tracks that didn't look human. A beast, or a demon? Were her first thoughts. She was on her guard, looking around, but saw nothing else besides the tracks. She was no expert tracker, but the prints were heavy, and still smoldering. Like something on fire had been walking through town. After a few attempts she was able to follow the tracks to the outskirts of town, a smoldering trail led into the forest. It gave her a bad feeling, but what ever was still out there, had killed people. Seriously hurt her friend, maybe killed her too. Akemi looked back to town, then at the tracks again. The wind was blowing her hair as she considered what to do. She felt a responsibility, she had power, if she didn't use it, what good was she? Her civic duty compelled her forward. Silently she followed the tracks into the forest. She kept her phone in her armor, it had a good charge and she kept her location active, just in case... As she went deeper into the forest away from the heavy smell of carbon from the town, she could swear she was smelling something... cooking? It briefly reminded her of her father grilling something.

Name: Akemi Alias: Seraph Human Magical Girl Sex: Female Able to materialize wings, armor, a sword and shield, complete with brilliantly bright halo. Her magical girl form is that of a warrior angel. Short bio: Akemi's mother was killed when she was very young. She barely has any memories of her, but she was raised by her father, who owns his own Ramen shop. She struggled making friends young in life due to the emotional trauma of her mother's death. Now just graduated from high-school, she tries to spend time with her friends to make up for a partially lost childhood. She works at her dad's noodle restaurant and plans to take over the family business some day.

Akemi saw the smoke in the sky from miles away, and it only got thicker as she drove closer. She pulled over on the outskirts of the town, halting on the side of the road where the forest broke to fields. Fire engines and rescue vehicles screamed by, lead by a Komastsu armored car. That was strange, although it wasn't unheard of to see the defense force help out in disasters. From her great ddistance Akemi watched ambulances pull away and fire fighters battle flames. She had been on her way to meet her friend at a bowling alley, but that didn't seem like a possibility now. "Hikari..." her friend's name left her lips softly as see opened her car door and watched the scene with growing concern. She was not one to worry but felt her heart sink as ambulances raced by her away from the town. The wind from there passage blowing her hair. A quick call on her cell phone to her friend. That would fix this... But it rang and rang, until voice mail picked up. "No... this isn't good." There were a number of cars stopped here, pulled off the road to let emergency vehicles through, civilian traffic wasn't allowed to go further, and local police car was parked and an officer was halting traffic ahead. Akemi sat back in her car with growing concern. And drove back the way she cam a kilometer or two. Then pulled far off the road, partially into the forest. Getting out she went further into the forest and said the words that began her transformation. She lifted into the air, her clothes falling away as her 18 year old body, naked for the briefest of seconds, was then bathed in bright blue light as she became Seraph, the magical girl. Angel wings sprouted from her back and form fitting armor covered her body. A sword, with blade of lightning was at her side and shield as well. A halo of rilliant light above her head materialized. Serph, felt herself fill with purpose, and in a few beats of her wings was airborne. Flying towards the city to search for her friend. Remarkably she spied her friend fro the air, at a triage station on the edge of town, laying on a makeshift stretcher. She flew down to her immediately, forgetting she was in her magical form so overcome by emotion was she. Tears rolling down her face she knelt by her friend who was burned on one side. "Hikari!" She cried out as she cradled her still breathing friend in her arms. Hikari looked up seeing Akemi, or Seraph, and the blinding halo above her, smiling slightly before passing out. Akemi held Hikari to her body, not wanting to let go. But the paramedics eventually came back and took her away for transport. Akemi stood watching as the ambulance roared away. Only dust left in it's wake. Wiping her tears she turned toward the burning town with renewed purpose. What had happened here.

"Aaaahhh!" Exzel cried out as Zorn started thrusting hard and fast and told her how good she looked. He was hitting her most sensitive spot just right and it felt marvelous. She squirmed under him, working her hips it time with him, to take him as deep as she could, again and again. There were times she would, fake it till she made it, but this was no act, she felt her insides tingling as her pleasure building and knew what was coming. She wouldn't hide it. Her toes curled and her breathing increased as Zorn jack hammered her, her legs wrapped right around his waist. "By the powers of Hel! Your dick! So good!" , it was true, and natural in the moment. Though she also knew complimenting a demon lord's equipment during sex never hurt. Exzel used her abilities to tighten herself to virgin levels around Zorn, and it only made her feel him more. He was pushing her towards orgasm now, she had already lost track of how long they had been at it. Wave after wave of pleasure piled up in her, she felt her climax approaching with each of his thrusts. She arched her back, firstly because her body demanded she did, Secondly, because she wanted to give him a good show, her nails clawing down his back loke she wanted more. Her moans now coming in practiced little gasps, as she looked up into his eyes.

Everyone progressed, starting slowly and ramping up together. Exzel, held the High Priestess by the hips, forcefully penetrating her virgin pussy in one hard thrust. She was right, she was incredibly tight, and Exzel savored the feel. Starting to rock back and forth, giving the spirit a real taste of being taken by a demon. Yet Exzel kept saying the words, focusing her sexual energy towards Elie. She felt a little turned on, and equal parts jealousy as she watched Sebastian enter Elie. It would turn her on more if ahe knew Elie could enjoy it. Zef started grunting deeply as his pleasure grew. Elie's hand with his still stroking his length faster and faster. The ritual was near completion as they continued for many long minutes. "Mistress, I am ready when you are." Zef reported. Exzel looked at his long memeber ready to spill his seed on Elie. Despite him being a minion she found him attractive, and Elie's hand on him was getting her in the mood more and more. "Almost... almost!" Her voice raised in pitch as her own dick bulged big and hard in the priestess as she pumped her faster and faster. "You will all cum, when I tell you to, and not a moment sooner." She looked at Sebastion, eye to eye to make sure she was clear.

Exzel felt the shift and only resisted slightly, making Zorn work a little to twist her on her side. Demons had often liked to get rough, so she was testing the waters. She quickly moved her legs around Zorn, keeping him in deep as she fell to the side, breasts bouncing as she fell to the bed. She tensed, her delicate area squeezing Zorn all the futher. Exzel was enjoying herself, some of it may have been an act, when it was, she was good enough that most people couldn't tell. Her arms went around to his back, her nails lightly scratching him. Her lips and her eyes all betrayed a playful excitement. She intended to give him a good time, one way or another. "Ooooo! So strong!" , her natural, Nexus Devil playful side was on full display now.

She paused the fast bouncing and went back to rolling her hips around, and squeezing his shaft tightly, massaging him and herself with his bulging hardness. She leaned forward and put her even larger now boobs in his face. She alternated fast twerking, her entrance squeezing his head with rolling her hips again. Seeing what he enjoyed more, working hard to drain him again. "Mmmm, you're so hard! I love it!" Her center of weight had shifted forward significantly, and she would be easier to roll on her back or stand with now, if he tried again. She would only lightly resist so he didn't get the wrong idea. If not, she was intent on making him finish on the bottom again. "Let it all out, I need it."