Re: Hafnium Test Thread
Lenalee had been promised a surprise, and as she fondled Mari's cock through her pants, she most definitely liked what she ended up with. The rogue's mutant appendage had been impressive enough before, but her payment on the mage's behalf had earned her a noticeable increase in both length and girth that the increasingly aroused witch could only imagine would feel wonderful if put to use on her. She didn't intend to experience it just then, however, and she relented her attentions upon the freshly enhanced appendage with only a modicum of hesitation and went on to her other teasing, though Mari's moan of frustration would earn her an additional suggestive grin.
Though she had to hide her disappointment a few moments later when Mari didn't take the opportunity to come over and give her plump rear a grope, the sorceress easily found that feeling tempered by excitement when the other woman ordered her over. She obeyed without hesitation, strolling over and standing with her hands meekly folded in front of her and an expectant grin upon her face, and then waited as Mari started giving an increasingly sensual appraisal of her outfit. Lenalee was almost disappointed again when Mari started with her fishnet stockings, thinking that she was just going to get teased some more, though again she smoothly hid the emotion.
Disappointment was not in order for much longer, however, as once the lightning maid nodded to her suggestion regarding her leg wear the rogue turned her attention to the mage's ample bosom. At the first touch Lenalee naturally arched her back, pushing her breasts into Mari's hands as the rogue groped her soft globes and adding a decidedly suggestive gasp for added encouragement, though that would be the only sound she permitted herself in the interest of maintaining her little act. Unfortunately, even though her touch was hardly a mere appraisal of her appearances, Mari's attention to her chest was far too brief for her liking, and she gave a soft coo of disappointment when the rogue pulled her hands away. 'Damn right they're perfect!' she thought but didn't say, letting Mari take a moment to walk around the stationary mage without making any further apparent reactions. The command to bend over was, of course, obeyed immediately, with Lenalee again bending forward only now placing her hands upon the bed rather than onto the edge of a chair and then waiting eagerly for what was to come next.
Despite the pretense of professionalism she was trying to maintain as part of her act, however, there was no hiding the damp spot that Mari would find on her undergarments once the rogue started fondling her ass, and that wetness would only increase as her soft rear cheeks were subject to sensual groping disguised as careful examination. Lenalee kept herself still and quiet under Mari's careful examination of her plump buttocks despite the constant urge to shift her position to favor the touch, obeying Mari's command to not move even before she issued it and chewing on her lip to keep from letting out any telltale gasps. That Mari did demand that she keep still caught the mage by surprise, and despite her order the sounds that came from behind her caused Lenalee to turn her head curiously to try and see what Mari was doing. That not only didn't get her anything, as the frilly skirt she wore blocked her sight completely, but earned her a sharp smack against her ass that caused her to let out a quick yelp before turning her head forward and waiting out whatever Mari was going to do next.
She didn't have to wait long. A few moments later Lenalee let out a surprised gasp as her undergarments were tugged down, left to hang around her thighs while her glistening sex was exposed to the air. Lenalee's surprise at Mari's boldness left her intended verbal reaction somewhat delayed, though she'd had something about teasing prepared before the words were knocked out of her throat and kind as Mari's newly enhanced cock buried itself into her folds all the way to the base in one quick thrust. “
Ooooohhhh fuck!” she moaned, her fists immediately clenching the sheets and her legs tensing as pleasure rocked through her almost violently. Her folds clenched around the intruder, at first trying to squeeze it out but then trying to suck it in deeper and hold it in as the initial discomfort made way for the pleasure of being so wonderfully filled.
Her imagination had proven insufficient to the task of guessing how wonderful Mari's newly enhanced rod would feel inside of her. Lenalee could feel every nodule present on the longer, thicker tool against her sensitive folds even before Mari started moving, and when the rogue did begin sawing in and out of her it was more than enough to leave the lightning witch fully paralyzed by pleasure. Only the muscles controlling her limbs were paralyzed, however, as her inner walls at first tensed and then began to quiver with delight around the cock stretching them out, urging them deeper even though Mari had hilted her on the first push. The initial penetration was followed by a promise, and then followed in turn by rapid thrusts from the rogue that sent tremors of pleasure through Lenalee. Sheer surprise at having her urges fulfilled had taken the sorceress completely by surprise, and when the rogue started simply plowing into her the lightning witch could do nothing but shudder and moan like a whore in heat.
Every moment that Mari pumped into her sex at that rapid pace brought a new bit to add to her reactions. At first her legs simply shuddered every time Marii's tip tapped against her cervix, but after a few moments her fingers would begin to curl into the bed's sheets, tightly squeezing in a vain attempt to alleviate the pressure that was building inside of her. Soon enough her toes would begin to curl as well, prompting a slight shift in her stance that only ensured that Mari's cock was hitting her inner gate and sliding against the sensitive patch near her entrance all the more intensely. The lightning mage's moans had begun with the first thrust, but every second they grew louder and were increasingly interspaced by gasped curses as she sought any means she could grasp on to for an outlet to the pleasure building inside of her. The rogue had certainly been a good fuck before, but only a few minutes worth of her enthusiastic thrusting with her newly enlarged member had the sorceress on the brink of her peak, her hips starting to rock back into every motion so that her already jiggling rear would collide with Mari hard enough to send ripples all throughout her soft flesh.
"
Ooooh fuck!" Lenalee cursed again as her eyes started to widen, the trembling of her legs redoubling as she felt her climax drawing near. Only a few more thrusts and.... There it was, Mari's steady pace easily putting Lenalee through an orgasm that left her eyes white as they rolled up into the back of her head, a veritable geyser of her lover honey spraying out around the rogue's cock as her folds clung to it like a vice, trying for all they were worth to suck Mari's cum right out of her while her cervix descended slightly to meet the tool plunging into her folds. Thankfully, at least in the interest of avoiding getting the mage pregnant, Mari kept herself from cumming while Lenalee enjoyed her peak, her legs shuddering so hard that she felt like they might buckle under her at any second while a single long, drawn out moan of pleasure rippled up from her throat. When she descended from that peak, it was a slow enough process that her moans and the juices issuing from her folds could peter out rather than simply die out, leaving her to enjoy a long come-down that promised a pleasantly long afterglow as well.
Only when the sorceress came down from her high completely, at that point practically numb to anything but the glorious after glow of her recent peak and the continued spikes of pleasure coming from the rogue's unceasing thrusts, would Mari display any signs that she was close to coming. It would actually take Lenalee a few seconds to recognize the signs, the slight throbs of her partner's cock, the way that she hardened up in the mage's folds until it felt like iron was sliding in and out of her delicates rather than flesh, but when she did the witch's recently fallen head rose up to let her encouraging moans flow once more. Her hips began to buck back, and where she'd expected a long fade - selfish and irrational yes but purely a reaction of how strong her orgasm had been - Lenalee felt another equally strong peak rising on the horizon. Something had happened to her, when the mutants had raped her back in Amere. They had impregnated her, of course, but they had also done something else, their corruption undoubtedly rubbing off on her as she'd always been careful to avoid during her encounters with demons, and while it hadn't resulted in any physical mutations the subconscious bliss of being filled with seed that the gems of Eden had created still lingered in the back of her mind. Despite the inherent risk in that particular act - another one that Lenalee had always carefully avoided in her liasons both demonic and mundane - the lightning witch wanted nothing more than to feel Mari cum inside of her.
It had been without risk before, when her womb was already full, but now she was empty, and while even Ren's healing magic wouldn't make her fecund again immediately, it would restore her body to its natural cycle far more quickly she would have naturally after giving birth. It wasn't likely, to be sure, but if Mari were potent enough and if her seed survived for long enough inside of Lenalee's womb, there was the slightest chance that it might be able to take root. Of course, Heloras was centuries away from understanding the biology of reproduction with any accuracy and none of that even flitted through the mage's mind in that moment, as her thoughts were focused on one thing; the imminent sensation of being filled by that glorious liquid warmth, of feeling Mari's thick tool pulsating as it delivered rope after rope into her deepest depths until she could hold no more. The rogue's teasing suggestion only tossed gasoline onto the fire of her lust, producing pulses from Lenalee's already quivering folds as her body prepared to hit its next peak, and in response the moaning sorceress would silence her lewd cries long enough to form words; "
Yes!" she cried, "
do it! Nnnnn~ Please.... Aahhhnnnn~ Please cum.... Oooff.... Cum inside me! Ooohhhfuck.... Cum.... Give it to me... Give me your cum!"
Every fiber of her was braced for that first burst of heat into her core, seemingly the only thing that would quench the need burning inside of her, but when Mari issued her command to turn around and pulled out Lenalee knew was was coming. She let out a low whine even as she spun, dropping to her knees and looking up with heavy eyes as her tongue left her mouth, stretching out until the tip could flick itself against the sensitive spot just beneath Mari's helmet. Normally she would have taken control at that point, bating away the rogues hands and bringing about her peak with her own mouth and hands instead, but at that point her nerves were still to frayed by her near-climax for Lenalee to process that much, so she simply contented herself with letting Mari stroke out her own peak onto her waiting tongue. The first rope of pungent seed onto her waiting tongue drew an eager moan from the lightning witch, her eyes half closing as she enjoyed one of her favorite sexual pastimes; having cum shot into her mouth. It had been a fairly uncomfortable experience at first, even without a gag reflex to bother her the taste hadn't ever been naturally appealing and the stickyness and goey texture weren't exactly what came to mind when one thought of mouth watering. A few years after her first blowjob, however, and Lenalee had most definitely acquired the taste of semen, and not just the taste but the texture. It often varied from partner to partner, but after enough experience she'd come to tolerate it, and a while (and a succubus who could make it taste like any flavor of candy she wanted) Lenalee had come to actively enjoy having her partner's seminal fluid in her mouth, if for no other reason than that she'd brought them to the heights of pleasure by her own skill.
However, even with her normal enjoyment of having her mouth flooded with seed, of which Mari provided a lot as rope after rope landed on her tongue or shot all the way into her open mouth, Lenalee couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment that the rogue's cum was being released there instead of inside her pussy. The witch's right hand strayed between her own legs, the other resting on Mari's thigh, and just as the third rope of cum landed on her tongue and partially dribbled onto her upper lip, Lenalee slipped her middle and ring finger into her sex and started working them furiously in and out. The pads of both digits quickly found her most sensitive inner patch, allowing them to glide over it with every motion as she took the rest of Mari's load in her mouth. Her imagination whirled, feeding her ghosts of what feeling the cum currently being pumped into her mouth might feel like were it issued elsewhere, but as aroused as the lightning witch had become by the thought and by her own self ministrations she just couldn't find her peak, leaving her frustration building as quickly as her arousal as Mari's final few spurts landed on her tongue.
Her tongue retracted for an instant, scooping the load left on it back into her waiting mouth to join the pool of seed already formed there, but a second later it was back against the underside of Mari's tip as the mage leaned forward, her parted lips sliding over the domed head of Mari's rod, and then an inch or so of her shaft. Lenalee's cheeks dimpled inwards as she sucked, her tongue rolling in circles around Mari's tip while she drained the woman of the leftover drops of her release. When Mari pulled away to flop back onto the bed, the mage would reach up to push the little bit of cum that had landed on her lips back into them, and while Mari basked in her afterglow the mage would simply sit on her legs, holding her mouth open for a moment to display the white puddle present inside to the one who had created it. Her tongue rolled lewdly in the puddle of thick, white goop for a few seconds before her mouth closed, the load of baby batter swallowed to the last drop and the evidence of that quickly displayed to Mari.
Not saying a word, Lenalee crawled the short distance between her and Mari so that her mouth was again within reach of the rogue's still proudly erect rod, and then simply began to clean it. Her hands on the rogue's hips, Lenalee licked her juices off of Mari's cock strip by strip, pausing after each lick to plant a handful of kisses on its helmet. Eventually the portions easily reached by Lenalee's tongue would be cleared of her juices, and when that happened she would trail one long lick up her shaft, starting at her base and working up the underside until she reached the tip, and then finally closed her lips over the helmet again. Her eyes, half closed and directed up at Mari's face all the while, displayed the smile on the witch's face as her lips started to descend, inch after inch of Mari's cock vanishing into her mouth, her lips forming a tight seal over the rogue's shaft and her tongue rolling over her sensitive flesh. Lenalee would take every inch of the rogue's rod in one go, taking advantage of her lack of a gag reflex and leaving Mari's shaft tightly squeezed by her throat, which would begin to quiver as she gave a long, low moan for the sole purpose of giving the rogue more pleasure. After a few seconds of holding her lips around Mari's base, Lenalee would slide back until she could take a breath through her nose before descending just as slowly to resume her earlier position, at which point she would begin to suck in earnest, drawing on the olivine woman's mutant rod powerfully for a few seconds while her tongue was still before relaxing, at which point she would groan softly to let her throat vibrate while her tongue want to work at the base of her cock.
For a few short minutes Lenalee would repeat that pattern, giving Mari the best of her oral attentions short of using magic to add to the pleasure, before finally sliding back until only the head was in her mouth. Her tongue would offer a couple rolls over the tip, one last parting gesture before the witch's mouth came away from the rogue's cock, now coated only in a layer of her saliva. Not saying a word, Lenalee would climb back to her feet and turn around, bending over and seemingly about to drop her pussy back onto the rogue's saliva-slick rod, her stiff skirt raised and her plump rear even rubbing over the erect shaft slightly, but after a moment the witch's undergarments would creep back up to cover her sex completely, denying Mari a second round unless the rogue actively took it before her panties completed that journey. Stepping away and glancing over her shoulder, Lenalee would shoot a brief grin at Mari as she slowly turned, a spell to bind Mari's arms to the bed on her lips if the rogue tried to rush her after her panties were back up, and unless her spell had failed and she'd been tackled or Mari had grabbed her waist and dragged her down onto her cock before her panties were up, the mage would wordlessly stroll right out of the room.
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Of course, Mari's antics wouldn't protect Lenalee from her memories, and she would enter Lovisa's room with her good mood obliterated and a false front of the same raised in its place. The act held in the face of the demon knight's warm greeting, however, and it was exactly what the ever chaotic witch required in order to revitalize her arousal so that she could enjoy the fun that was about to ensue. Very real interest danced in her eyes as she quickly swept her gaze over the other woman's figure upon being let in, noting the blue robe and silk undergarments and then examining the demon's physique. She hadn't seen the knight out of her armor yet, the protective armor left piled up in a corner while her favored weapon was hanging on the wall.
"
Oh, mistress!" Lenalee exclaimed with mock shock, "
such a serious problem! It's a good thing that I can help you with that~" The demoness approached the witch with a very familiar predatory swagger as she spoke, and for a moment Lenalee considered backing out of the incoming encounter. Lovisa would undoubtedly be feeding on her all too soon, and while she wasn't worried about the dangers of exposing herself in that manner to the knight, if Lovisa was the type of succubus who could glimpse into the minds of those they fed on it could prove... Problematic. In some ways the recent rising of her nightmarish memories from her captivity with the Inquisition was convenient, as it would make her thoughts on Casilda and her knowledge of the daemon who had granted the woman her power harder for Lovisa to glimpse in the midst of their lewd encounter, but that didn't mean she was completely protected.
Despite her misgivings, however, Lenalee found herself unwilling to leave the woman disappointed. Lovisa had probably saved her life with the fight against the inquisitor and the traitor mercenaries, and besides that she'd enabled the lightning witch to avoid a great deal of unnecessary violence against Casilda's forces. There'd been some trade off in that, of course, but she could at the very least give the demon knight a good fuck for her trouble. That was the usual deal, wasn't it?
"
Mmmhhhmmm~ Of course mistress!" Lenalee purred softly, letting her hands unclasp and reach toward the knight, "
I'll happily help you with... Cleaning up~ But first!" With purposeful movements Lenalee would slowly undo any ties or buttons or the like holding on the knight's robe and saw it folded and set down on the floor, the lightning maid bending over with deliberate slowness to offer a glimpse at her plump rear and the lacy black undergarments that covered it, though Lovisa could easily sneak a grope on the mage's bottom if she so wished. Once the demoness was unclothed from the waist up, Lenalee would straighten and slowly drop to her knees, two fingers deftly slipping under the hem of her silky undergarments and sliding them down the demon's hips and legs until they were pooled on the floor. From that point, it would be up to Lovisa how things proceeded, as the human witch would happily remain in the subservient role in this particular encounter. She did have a part to play, after all.
