Re: Experiment 1: The Rite
Option 2!
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Niah elbows the rukh to the floor, and straddles him. Her blood begins to boil slowly, literally, as desire rises - even he can see that now, as her green eyes begin to glow.
The rukh tries to get up, but Niah slaps him into place, and grinds her slit against his cocks, then kisses him, her tongue finding his - slipping inside a small seed of mischief.
The rukh doesn't even notice it but suddenly he is only more desperate.
The rukh settles back, growling as Niah administers to his cocks, taking first one, then the other, alternating her attentions between them, licking the base of his manhoods.
Then she guides them with her thick fingers, panting in anticipation, and takes both inside her. Niah's long moan resounds in the corridor aside, drowning out even the rukh's harsh growl of satisfaction, as she rides him hard and fast, taking him deep inside her with each stroke, one in her pussy, the other mashing her ass, before she loses control and lets him take over, he rises and pins her to the wall.
Their faces are centimetres apart as Niah and the rukh make like animals, a raw, natural instinct; each stroke of his is matched by her hips, and she crosses her legs behind his back, letting his cocks reach the innermost parts of her.
The one in her pussy thickens, all of a sudden, lengthens, and finds the entrance to her womb. Niah moans, as her womb gives way and lets his thick head enter. 'Faster, you fiery fuck!' she urges him, and the rukh is only too happy to comply.
Again, the most peculiar sensation comes over her as his cock in her ass thickens as well, molding her to his shape.
She pulls him towards her breasts, and his fiery tongue traces glowing, burning lines across her skin.
The alien heat, lasting for only milliseconds but enough to make itself known, sends her into an immediate climax, and Niah's claws slash across his back, opening long wounds, but the rukh doesn't care, and keeps at it, roughly dragging her down to the floor to continue.
He takes her from behind, and now both cocks have grown to such an extent that he doesn't even have to move much to drive the bloodsapped nymph to orgasm.
Finally he reaches his own peak, and shoves himself as far as he can, and Niah comes one last time as he fills his seed inside her, a hot, fiery jizz that she can feel burning its way inside her.
Then the rukh gargles, twice; coughs once - and falls, his now-flaccid cocks still spurting seed.
'What's the problem with you rukhs? Like some sort of fucking explosive you are. One quick burst and then off you go?' she asks the corpse, and feels the rukh's warm seed drip out of her.
Niah grins at the sight of the small plant which has taken root in his stomach and has already broken through the skin. 'Guess you really didn't know, did you? Never kiss a nymph if you're going to fuck her - you'll be biting off more than you can swallow.'
Niah slashes at the metal door, and it parts before her claws like butter. A few more hits and the door is just so much swiss cheese. She steps out, trying to get her bearings.
The wind is blowing northward. Some sort of castle? This is not underground, she knows that much. There's light here, too. She finds another door at the end of the corridor, with a snoozing guard right next to it.
'Not your day, is it?' Poor human. Their skulls aren't thick enough to stop a nymph's claws. She searches his corpse for whatever - armor that won't fit her, a bow but no arrows, so that's just junk - more importantly, a key.
It's a good thing there's a key - this door, hopefully leading out of the dungeons, is thick and hexed. Anything touching it would be zapped right to their bones.
The door, opens, and finally there's sunlight, blessed sunlight. So where is she? And is that other rukh - that infernal eldritch bitch - anywhere around?
Obviously this is a castle. One good thing is that Dreamscar is not too far - she can see it in the distance.
Bad thing is that there's a guard standing on one of the turrets, and he's seen her, so action stations!
Niah ducks down as three arrows hit the door exactly where her head would have been, and rolls off to the staircase leading up. There's not much cover here so she runs, sending all her strength down to the bark encasing her legs, propelling her at a supernatural speed across the castle courtyard.
There's three heavily-armoured guards standing right in front of her - the same armour as the ones who'd captured her were wearing. Their weapons are edged with darksilver, and they'd cut right through her, but 'you've got to fucking catch me first, you little shitstains!'
Perhaps shocked at her speed as much as her bad language, the guards are slow to respond. One of them gets his head cleaved in two - helmet and all - but the other two are quick, and raise their shields, which get shredded anyway. There's very little that a nymph's claws won't penetrate.
She jumps past the second and sinks her right hand claws into the surprised guard's torso. Although the armour stops her somewhat, it still goes deep enough to slash his lung (she guesses). The guard drops anyway, so fuck him.
Something whooshes over her head as Niah ducks again out of instinct, then turns on her heel and gores the remaining guard.
Just as she's getting her breath, a cheery voice pops out of the woodwork. 'There you are, little nymph! You kept me waiting. I thought you'd have dealt with Aazir faster. He's so good, isn't he, that you had to sample the goods? Good boy, Aazir.'
Fuck. Double fuck. The male rukh, the one that should have been dead, is right here, next to the slut. Or is he dead? The plant is still growing out of his stomach, and his eyes aren't burning, so yes. Niah gestures, and the plant explodes, its life winking away even as she apologises to the goddess of the forests. The rukh's insides splatter his owner.
'You little bitch! Do you know how long it took to resurrect him last time?'
'Keep talking, whore,' Niah whispers, dodging the first five fireballs. She gets close enough to reach the bedamned rukh, but the rukh immediately puts a ring of fire between herself and Niah. This is one tough bitch. Time to run.
Niah runs into the battlements, leaving a nice trail of decapitated armsmen in her wake, then shuts the door once she reaches the room at the end of the corridor. Jackpot! The armoury. There's an awful lot of enchanted bows, crossbows, and.. oh my.
That's one big gun, she thinks, looking at the ballista. It might just get the job done. But then it has just one shot - there won't be time for another if the first misses.
On the other hand, some of these crossbows are pretty good, too - she'd be a lot more mobile with one of these. But would they be big enough to penetrate, no pun intended?
Choices, choices.
A. Use the ballista, blast that fiery fairy a new one. Sudden death.
B. Take the crossbow. Enchanted, and with bloodsap she can reload a lot faster than the original owner could even dream of.
Fanatic bonus options:
1. Tip the crossbow bolt with some of Niah's blood. The essence of a bloodsapped nymph is one of the deadliest poisons in existence.
2. There's one single container of ten crossbow bolts - all marked acidic. Wonder why.