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Sorry for the lack of replies today everyone. I'm busy with classes and studying and I'm a bit swamped today. Will have more free time tonight and over the weekend hopefully

Natia shrunk down a bit as Rowan signaled for the barmaid. She was a bit embarrassed about ordering something she wouldn't end up eating and when Rowan had asked to trade food, she didn't expect him to order something else. At first she'd assumed the bread he'd ordered was specifically for her to make her meal more filling than just the side items. After all, bread was the first outsider food-item she'd eaten. Back then, the bread wasn't offensive but certainly wasn't something she'd develop an appetite for. Granted, it certainly tasted a lot better given that she didn't even know how long she had gone without eating before that point. Still,

At the end of the fight, Izanagi did as his friend told him to and dashed back a bit, gaining some distance from the man who was currently at the top of the Crawler's head. Just in time too. Izanagi could clearly see the intense shockwave traveling through it's victim body, unquestionably dealing some severe damage as it moved. Izanagi was fairly sure the monster's body was about to explode due to the sheer force of the shockwave, but much to his own surprise, and relief, that wasn't the case. He could only assume that his friend was responsable for that too. Deadrin sure was full of surprises, no matter how much time they had spent together.

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

Name: Asmael Age: Timeless Gender: Male Species: Fallen Angel Personality: Asmael is a manipulator to his core, and takes great pleasure in his work corrupting the souls of mortals. As a former angel he is sensitive to the scent of divinity and harder to exorcise than a normal demon. As such, he takes particular pride in being able to corrupt hose who otherwise benefit from heaven's favor. While he targets living and dead souls alike, he finds a special level of fun in convincing the dead to throw away their humanity and become wild demons who obey only their own desires. He has never managed to make another angel fall just yet,

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 lit

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 a

"Good girl," The man chuckled to himself before sliding his hands behind her back and underneath her legs, not minding where he touched her as he carefully lifted her out of the truck and set her on her feet in the garage. "Now then, you are going to come with me so that I can keep an eye on you." He demanded while walking around back, making sure that Rose would comply before turning his attention back toward the bin. He lifted the bin and carefully lowered it to the ground before opening it up to reveal Anhara all tied up and gagged, squirming and drooling all over herself. Her face was a bright red and she was sweating. The winter weather

This must be what real lovemaking feels like. The elegant dance of their tongues fully distracted the young rabbit. All of her focus was placed upon it as they slid around one another, leaving the rest of her body to move on its own. And move it did! She continued the slow lifting of her hips, the gentle rolling whenever she returned to the man's lap. Even her fingers worked their way along her lover's shoulders, gently squeezing and massaging. When the kiss was broken Luna's eyes opened up. Her breathing was a little heavier and, for a few moments, interrupted by a couple more sensual kisses. Still, she didn't stop moving her hips

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 rutt

Name: Magnolia Lazareva Age: 24 (according to her manufacturer) Gender: Female Species: Doll (Humanoid) Origin: Originally she was made with likeliness of a daughter of renown doll maker who fell ill and died after her 14 birthday. The doll maker (her father) imagine what she look like when she reach adulthood which become base design of her appearance. However as he finished build her, the doll maker soon fell sick due to lack of sleep and ignoring his own health, just so he would see his daughter face once more, even if it just a replica of his own imagination. The moment she finally move her body, the doll maker no longer with her.