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Warning: This Side Story will contain scenes of a graphic nature. This includes, but is not limited to, Heterosexual sex, rape, reluctance, Male Domination. If you find either of these themes distasteful, then please do not read. Participants: Devlyn and Aria. Description: After accidentally ripping his top, Devlyn went to Aria’s shop in order to get it repaired however he refused to pay for her service, but didn’t tell her of this fact until after she had finished the repair. Aria attempted to get him to pay, to no avail and now Devlyn has decided that he wants her as his pet. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Devlyn’s dark smile only grew when she seemed to stop her resistance, her eyes closing and a single tear escaping down her face. Her sweet pleading had no effect on him. He had already made up his mind, and there was nothing she was going to say or do that was going to change it. He turned her head back towards him so that she was looking back up into his eyes once more as he smirked down at her, “Don’t worry. If you’re a good little girl, I will take care of you. Providing that you’re a good girl and you please my every desire.” He then chuckled softly before he reached out with his free hand and took hold of her clothing before he tore it from her body as easily as tearing paper. He looked her body up and down, his white eyes glinting with approval, “Mmm… yes… absolutely lovely…” He purred in delight. With one hand still on her neck, keeping her pinned down on the floor but without choking her, as he wanted her fully aware of what he was doing, he cupped her breast with his hand, groping it gently in his hand as his thumb ran over the nipple of her exposed body. He loved having this kind of power over someone. There was no way that she could resist and get away from. And even if she did, she would spend the rest of her life in ridicule. She had no choice but to accept his ownership if she wanted to keep some kind of dignity in her life. His thumb ran over the nipple, encouraging it to hardness before his hand moved down further to between her legs. He pressed his fingers against her clit and began to rub it gently to stimulate the sensitive bundle of nerves. He smirked as he watched her face, at this point having no idea just how experienced she was when it came to sex. But then she didn’t appear to be married, and this culture frowned upon people having sex before they were married. Granted, that didn’t stop people from fooling around out of wedlock, and in fact Devlyn had fucked a few of the unmarried people in the village and only a fraction had been virgins. He hoped that this one would be a virgin, so that he was the very first to use her cunt. But he wouldn’t mind if she wasn’t. Humans had cocks pathetically small compared to his, and he would no doubt out-fuck anyone she had, had before in her life. He then ordered her, “Open your legs nice and wide for me because I’m going to fuck you nice and deep right here and now.”
Warning: This Side Story will contain scenes of a graphic nature. This includes, but is not limited to, rape and violence. If you find either of these themes distateful, then please do not read. Participants: Sophia and "Ichahod Crane" Diomedes. Description: Sophia has been lured down into the basement of an old house by a Succubus, who's intention is to use her as a virgin sacrifice in order to bring chaos to Ashaea. However, there is one hitch with this plan. Diomedes, who comes to stop this plan in its tracks and to punish those involved. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Kelania leaned towards Sophia slightly, her lips almost touching her ears as she spoke in a low, sensuous whisper, “The rumours do indeed explain what went on here… and indeed the name of the ghost. Her name was Dorothy Jameson. She was one of the original colonists of Ashaea, along with her husband… Jonathan Liam Jameson. Captain of the British Army. Dorothy was… let’s just say… less than loyal, to her husband…” Kelania moved her arm, unwrapping it from Sophia’s and instead wrapping it around her slim waist and pressing her hand against the small of her back. What Sophia couldn’t see, was that her hand glowed red for a brief moment. It was a spell, that Kelania was using to drive up Sophia’s lust, to drive her crazy. To want Kelania to take her, to sacrifice her. Kelania could feel her own pulse beginning to race in her own excitement, and her desire was so strong she almost moaned. Kelania’s tongue peaked out for a moment, lightly licking along Sophia’s ear before she continued, “This used to be her favourite place to bring numerous lovers to. It’s doubted that some of the children she had were even her husband's… She was a very naughty young lady…” Kelania nibbled on Sophia’s ear lobe as her hand glowed again, sending another intense wave of lust through the human body, “That ring, and that necklace… are hers. The rumours say, that one day, her husband caught her down here with one of her lovers. And he killed her. Her lover managed to get away… left her to die at the hands of her husband. She has been trapped here ever since waiting to be released. The rumours say… that she will appear… when two people make love where she used to be so free with hers. It’s the love that attracts her.” Kelania kept her voice low, and filled with desire for the warm little human beside her. She lowered her head and kissed Sophia’s neck a couple of times before she brought her lips back up to Sophia’s ear, “So what do you say, Sophia? Want to help me bring forth Dorothy?” She asked, casting yet another lust-inducement spell as her hand moved further down to Sophia’s arse and rubbing against it gently. Location: Basement of the Promiscuous Palace Diomedes had been spending his time sat at his desk, his feet up on the table as he was trying to distract himself from his restlessness, by reading a book. However he suddenly stopped, lowering his book and glancing to his left with a faint frown on his handsome face. Faintly, he could sense pulses of some kind of dark energy. It didn’t feel like Daedric energy, however it had a similar feel to it. It was dark, and malevolent. Slowly, he closed the book and placed it on his desk as he continued sensing for this energy. There was another pulse, causing Diomedes to slide his feet off of the desk and place them firmly on the floor. There was no mistaking that there was some kind of demonic entity playing around out there. He stood up, turning around as he picked up his black leather coat from his chair and put it on, as his wings were currently in their retracted state which hid them from view. He then reached into the inside pocket, pulling out a pair of sunglasses which he put on to hide his glossy black eyes. He didn’t do this because he was ashamed of his eyes. It was because he couldn’t control the Killing Intent ability that were tied into them and that ability had the tendency to reduce most people to a quivering, crying mess that reeked of shit and piss they were that petrified. He paused again as he felt a third pulse. One could have been passed off as a potentially accidental leak. Two, perhaps a coincidence. But three? There was definitely something going on, that he needed to go look at. He looked up at the computer monitors where the white furred Mako stared blankly at him. He averted his gaze, turning away from them as he knew that he would be back the moment he disappeared. Diomedes vanished from view as he phased himself out of any visible spectrum by slipping into another dimension that humans and most species couldn’t perceive. It also made the energy trail of this mysterious demonic energy clearer, allowing him to track it like a bloodhound. He then left the basement to hunt down the source of this energy to find out exactly what was going on. He wasn’t in the best of moods today, and this was just one more irritating distraction that he was having to deal with.