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Re: Hafnium Test Thread
The sudden burst of sweet, thick fluid into her mouth when she suckled on Lovisa's chest caught Lenalee by surprise, but the taste of the demon knight's milk inspired her to swallow almost on reflex. The heat already suffusing her body rose a degree or two as the mouthful dropped into her stomach and began to be absorbed into her system, arousal and a thirst for more of the substance flaring up in unison. The hit of aphrodisiacs was surprising, and a little bit worrying, but it didn't stop the brazen sorceress and didn't prompt her to suckle fruitlessly at the demon knight's chest for long.
As she took in more of the same, Lenalee found that the chemicals were very mild, likely either reduced from their maximum potential by the knight's shapeshifting abilities or simply not very strong to begin with, and given Lovisa's age and apparent power Lenalee's suspicions ran towards the former. As such, they served only to compliment the natural build-up of the mage's lust as she provided pleasure for her demonic paramour of the moment, the natural rise from the simple act of giving her partner pleasure accentuated and aided by the pleasantly tasting fluids, leaving her decidedly horny but not maddeningly so by the time Lovisa finally pushed her away.
The knight's stamina was not surprising and certainly not disappointing, though there was a slight hint of disappointment at the few signs that the knight had given in return for her efforts. She eventually teased out enough reaction to find the demon's favored point of contact, however, ending up strumming the other woman's clitoris with her tongue, and to her satisfaction she found Lovisa's stony facade crumbling as she allowed more of the pleasure that the mage was working to inspire show. A light rumbling moan would bubble up from her throat when she felt the hand in her hair, no doubt felt in addition to her tongue against the demon's sensitive jewel, but all too soon she was made to pull away.
While there were hints of disappointment on her face even as she lapped up the spilled honey on her lips, Lenalee would allow Lovisa to pull away and sat back on her legs, looking up with a demure air that hid her building lust quite poorly. It was a fun game for the mage, who was so often the one in control in her sexual encounters even with demons, and while the dangers present in letting Lovisa have her way were still in the back of her mind, Lenalee was relaxed enough to let those worries stay in the back of her mind where they belonged and enjoy the moment.
When the demoness issued a demand for a choice, Lenalee bit her lower lip as her arousal flared during the explanation of her two options, the slightly melodramatic delivery doing nothing to impede her imagination. Normally, it would have been an easy choice, for while the lightning witch appreciated the female form well enough and had certainly enjoyed employing the very trick that Lovisa had suggested she use, she enjoyed being the one penetrated much more on average. It was rare that Lenalee had a specimen like the demon knight to work with, however, and while she suspected that Lovisa would be putting her through a chain of orgasms all too soon either way, the idea of having wave after wave of seed simply milked out of her was certainly an appealing one. It would give her body a chance to recover as well, for despite Ren's healing her body still had just gone through giving birth, and even magical healing could only do so much.
Still, Mari had plumbed her depths not too long ago and no discomfort had resulted, so those concerns seemed fairly unfounded. That trail of thought brought her to one fact that ultimately decided the internal argument however; Mari, while her reasons might be good, had refused to cum inside of her. Though it had been a thing that she had generally avoided in the interests of not becoming pregnant, ever since receiving dose after dose of corrupted seed into her womb, Lenalee had craved that feeling whenever she'd gotten into the mood. Lovisa, unlike the rogue, would almost certainly give her folds every drop they could hold and then some, and whether or not that resulted in the lightning witch carrying the demon knight's child, the thought of Lovisa filling her womb to the brim with such liquid heat made the mage's cervix throb.
"Mistress~" she purred softly, almost panting with arousal, "I've been so naughty!" Lenalee leaned forward, barely able to keep her eyes from darting to the demon's lap, "please... Please punish me... Punish my naught pussy with your cock!" While it was her turn for melodramatic phrasing, Lenalee spoke the lewd words with passion driven by her overpowering arousal, and unless ordered to stay still, moved or ordered into a specific position, or bodily held at bay, once Lovisa started growing the member that she intended to use on the sorceress she would find Lenalee's head hovering in her lap over the growing appendage. Her gaze was centered solely on the tool as it formed, her tongue playing over her lips but not stretching out to meet the rising shaft, at least not until it seemed fully formed. The very moment that it was, unless denied her will Lenalee would close her lips over the head, moaning and swirling her tongue over its surface. Her eyes would turn back up to Lovisa, raw lust burning behind them, but until ordered otherwise Lenalee would remain in place on her knees and offer lewd worship to the knight's rod, planting kisses and licks on every portion that she could reach.
If Lovisa let that go on for more than a minute or so, or if she opted to make use of the dominance that she had been allowed, Lenalee's knees would begin to shake with her arousal, the liquid sign of it almost dripping from the lacy black undergarments that came as part of the outfit. Regardless, by that point the witch was at Lovisa's beck and call, Lenalee having fully devoted herself to her role. The spell that had contained Mari was released, hopefully soon enough to have kept any opportunistic succubus from walking in on her, and the rest of her magical essence was reserved at that point for a feast that would be easy pickings for the powerful knight, despite the numerous threats posed by allowing Lovisa access to her soul.
The sudden burst of sweet, thick fluid into her mouth when she suckled on Lovisa's chest caught Lenalee by surprise, but the taste of the demon knight's milk inspired her to swallow almost on reflex. The heat already suffusing her body rose a degree or two as the mouthful dropped into her stomach and began to be absorbed into her system, arousal and a thirst for more of the substance flaring up in unison. The hit of aphrodisiacs was surprising, and a little bit worrying, but it didn't stop the brazen sorceress and didn't prompt her to suckle fruitlessly at the demon knight's chest for long.
As she took in more of the same, Lenalee found that the chemicals were very mild, likely either reduced from their maximum potential by the knight's shapeshifting abilities or simply not very strong to begin with, and given Lovisa's age and apparent power Lenalee's suspicions ran towards the former. As such, they served only to compliment the natural build-up of the mage's lust as she provided pleasure for her demonic paramour of the moment, the natural rise from the simple act of giving her partner pleasure accentuated and aided by the pleasantly tasting fluids, leaving her decidedly horny but not maddeningly so by the time Lovisa finally pushed her away.
The knight's stamina was not surprising and certainly not disappointing, though there was a slight hint of disappointment at the few signs that the knight had given in return for her efforts. She eventually teased out enough reaction to find the demon's favored point of contact, however, ending up strumming the other woman's clitoris with her tongue, and to her satisfaction she found Lovisa's stony facade crumbling as she allowed more of the pleasure that the mage was working to inspire show. A light rumbling moan would bubble up from her throat when she felt the hand in her hair, no doubt felt in addition to her tongue against the demon's sensitive jewel, but all too soon she was made to pull away.
While there were hints of disappointment on her face even as she lapped up the spilled honey on her lips, Lenalee would allow Lovisa to pull away and sat back on her legs, looking up with a demure air that hid her building lust quite poorly. It was a fun game for the mage, who was so often the one in control in her sexual encounters even with demons, and while the dangers present in letting Lovisa have her way were still in the back of her mind, Lenalee was relaxed enough to let those worries stay in the back of her mind where they belonged and enjoy the moment.
When the demoness issued a demand for a choice, Lenalee bit her lower lip as her arousal flared during the explanation of her two options, the slightly melodramatic delivery doing nothing to impede her imagination. Normally, it would have been an easy choice, for while the lightning witch appreciated the female form well enough and had certainly enjoyed employing the very trick that Lovisa had suggested she use, she enjoyed being the one penetrated much more on average. It was rare that Lenalee had a specimen like the demon knight to work with, however, and while she suspected that Lovisa would be putting her through a chain of orgasms all too soon either way, the idea of having wave after wave of seed simply milked out of her was certainly an appealing one. It would give her body a chance to recover as well, for despite Ren's healing her body still had just gone through giving birth, and even magical healing could only do so much.
Still, Mari had plumbed her depths not too long ago and no discomfort had resulted, so those concerns seemed fairly unfounded. That trail of thought brought her to one fact that ultimately decided the internal argument however; Mari, while her reasons might be good, had refused to cum inside of her. Though it had been a thing that she had generally avoided in the interests of not becoming pregnant, ever since receiving dose after dose of corrupted seed into her womb, Lenalee had craved that feeling whenever she'd gotten into the mood. Lovisa, unlike the rogue, would almost certainly give her folds every drop they could hold and then some, and whether or not that resulted in the lightning witch carrying the demon knight's child, the thought of Lovisa filling her womb to the brim with such liquid heat made the mage's cervix throb.
"Mistress~" she purred softly, almost panting with arousal, "I've been so naughty!" Lenalee leaned forward, barely able to keep her eyes from darting to the demon's lap, "please... Please punish me... Punish my naught pussy with your cock!" While it was her turn for melodramatic phrasing, Lenalee spoke the lewd words with passion driven by her overpowering arousal, and unless ordered to stay still, moved or ordered into a specific position, or bodily held at bay, once Lovisa started growing the member that she intended to use on the sorceress she would find Lenalee's head hovering in her lap over the growing appendage. Her gaze was centered solely on the tool as it formed, her tongue playing over her lips but not stretching out to meet the rising shaft, at least not until it seemed fully formed. The very moment that it was, unless denied her will Lenalee would close her lips over the head, moaning and swirling her tongue over its surface. Her eyes would turn back up to Lovisa, raw lust burning behind them, but until ordered otherwise Lenalee would remain in place on her knees and offer lewd worship to the knight's rod, planting kisses and licks on every portion that she could reach.
If Lovisa let that go on for more than a minute or so, or if she opted to make use of the dominance that she had been allowed, Lenalee's knees would begin to shake with her arousal, the liquid sign of it almost dripping from the lacy black undergarments that came as part of the outfit. Regardless, by that point the witch was at Lovisa's beck and call, Lenalee having fully devoted herself to her role. The spell that had contained Mari was released, hopefully soon enough to have kept any opportunistic succubus from walking in on her, and the rest of her magical essence was reserved at that point for a feast that would be easy pickings for the powerful knight, despite the numerous threats posed by allowing Lovisa access to her soul.