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One in Three Thousand (Courage Wolf)


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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

As it turned out, not much came to disturbed Anthriel's relaxation with her lover. They spotted the larger members of fairykind a few times, even spotting a full fledged fairy that had grown to the size of a rat, riding around on the winds like a knight with wooden weapons and armor, chasing after a group of chortling sylphs who'd stolen his helmet. Dori remained at her side for the duration, relaxing and enjoying himself, until Sanya showed up by literally sliding out of the tree and into the water, never making a sound or even disturbing their private little eddy in any significant manner. "Enjoying yourselves?" she asked lightly, and once he got over his initial surprise, Dori nodded agreeably.
 
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Anthriel nodded at their hostess as well, smiling softly. "Just worrying myself constantly, it's a terrible habit. Thank you again for sheltering us for the time being, We appreciate it greatly. It's beautiful here, really, and this Grove is far larger then I had guessed at first so I think I may drag Dori out for a properly long walk, or make him chase me." She said, giggling as she poked the dragon in the ribs lightly.

"Actually, do you know of any havens to the north? We're heading in that direction, but we're doing it rather aimlessly, and a proper destination would help a great deal." She added, after a moments thought, scratching her right wing and dislodging a little fey who was snuggled into her feathers. Picking the small.. Sylph, she thought it was, she shoo'ed it back towards the flower bed it had likely followed them from, despite it's pouting at being extricated from it's fluffy little perch between her shorter feathers.
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

"Oh? And what do I get if I catch you?" Dori asked teasingly after Anthriel's poke in the ribs, the manner in which he smoothed his hands up her sides fairly suggestive of the sort of prize that he might like. "I'm glad to hear you're enjoying yourselves!" Sanya replied happily, lounging back against the tree with no more shame at her nudity than Anthriel displayed, leaving Dori as the only one who seemed even slightly shy about it, though at this point he was only barely so.

"Havens? Our groves dot the landscape, but you'll be traveling through dangerous territory if you're going straight North," Sanya said thoughtfully in response to Anthriel's request for information. Continuing while Anthriel extricated her tiny passenger, she said; "You'll be going through grey territory, and the lands of humans around them. I suspect you two to be able to handle yourselves, but I figured I'd warn you. It might be easier to take the long way and go around to the West, around the edge of Anudor. You'll find Spring and Summer mixed there, but once you hit the mountains of Crolia you'll be in Winter territory, and you can expect the warm welcomes to dry up pretty quickly."
 
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Anthriel raised her eyebrows at Dori's answer, leaving that entirely up to him, if he caught her, before her attention turned to their hostess. "Well, I suppose that's fair enough, and it does give us stopping points along the way if we get into trouble we can't handle. Thanks Sanya, you've been a tremendous help, really" Anthriel said quietly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, or care to join us, I have a game of tag to play with a horny dragon apparently." She added, giggling, before splashing Dori in the face, and suddenly bolting back towards the flowerbed, hanging close to the treeline, and ready to duck into thicker foliage if Dori followed, laughing madly the whole way, playing.... Anthriel, who'd have thought.
 
Re: One in Three Thousand (Courage Wolf)

Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

"Oh think nothing of it!" Sanya said happily, "You paid me back quite satisfactorily last night, though...." She turned and eyed Dori for a second before looking back at Anthriel, "I certainly wouldn't argue if you offered seconds~" She laughed heartily when Anthriel splashed suddenly at the dragon, who raised his arms over his face and leaned away to keep much of the water out of his eyes. He was already after her by the time she'd climbed out of the water, and once he too was on land her lover was fast on her heals.

She never got the chance to duck into thicker foliage and hide. She barely even got out into the flower meadows before Dori caught her delicately around her waist, laughing, and turned her about. They went down together in the soft cushion offered by the plants, water still glistening against their bare skin, Anthriel laid onto her back with her lover on top of her. "So," he asked innocently while gently pinning her to the ground beneath him, before planting a slow deep kiss onto Anthriel's mouth. "What" he broke the kiss and planted another on her chin, "Did I get" he kissed her neck and then nibbled gently on the sensitive skin between it and her chin, "When I caught you?"

As Dori leaned up and looked into her eyes questioningly, she spotted Sanya in the bushes in the background, having followed them out of the pool. The faerie had a mischievous look in her eye, but she raised a questioning eyebrow at Anthriel and didn't yet interrupt them.
 
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Anthriel of course, never answered Sanya's question, as she was too busy running, but she never got as far as she'd planned, only barely clearing the flowerbed before Dori was on top of her, the pair rolling to the ground in a shriek of laughter before Anthriel was looking up at her lover, pinned to the ground and squirming playfully. "No Fa!" She managed to get out, before Dori's lips stole her words, leaving her returning the kiss as she went limp underneath him, panting softly, a blush painting her cheeks.

Anthriel, breathless when Dori pulled away, didn't answer with anything other then a soft gasp, when his lips found the soft flesh of her neck, and behind her ear, moaning very quietly as she resumed her slow squirming, her body pressed tightly against his own, as she turned her head, and spotted Sanya, lurking in the bushes.

Raising an eyebrow right back, Anthriel opened her mouth in another clipped gasp as Dori nibbled on her sensitive flesh, not sure what Sanya was up to, and not really caring. "You caught me, Do I have to think for both of us?" Anthriel breathed, leaning in to bite the lobe of his ear softly, and tugging.
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

"Only most of the time~" Dori replied mirthfully, before his mouth dove back onto her neck and started nibbling and sucking and kissing her soft, vulnerable flesh. He gradually trailed down her neck and collar, and started ascending the curve of her breast while Sanya simply hung back and watched. A single vine curled up the faerie woman's arm, made to do so such that Anthriel couldn't have possibly missed it, and she winked suggestively to Anthriel while pointing the vine at Dori. Her draconic lover, in the meantime, had kissed his way to the peak of her breast and started to suckle at it, his tongue making slow darting motions over the the sensitive nub. He was already fully hard, his staff rubbing softly over her petals and thighs as he moved around on top of her.

Basically, Sanya is asking if Anthriel wants her to ambush Dori. The basic idea is that she can pick to be sub or dom, the latter of which will include ye faerie unless Anthriel tells her to go away. She can also just invite her over.
 
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Anthriel cooed softly and writhed under Dori, a soft gasp caught in her throat as the dragon's lips started to slide lower and the feeling of his length sliding around below making her petals slicken with quickly rising lust. Moaning softly, Anthriel noticed Sanya hiding in the bushes and flailed her away, or in... or something, Anthriel didn't really care, but she was quite happy on the bottom where she was.

Rolling her hips as she wrapped her arms around him, Anthriel moaned lewdly as his hot mouth found the peak of her nipple, her back arching slightly as pleasure sparked through her chest and her hands ran up into his hair. Closing her eyes, Anthriel spread her legs a little wider, wrapping them around his hips to draw him in tighter against her body as she groaned and squirmed underneath him.
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

Anthriel's flailing caused Sanya to raise an eyebrow, but the faerie put the vines away and settled back to watch as the dragon lying on top of Anthriel continued going to town on her. His tongue began to flick back and forth over the tip of her breast, and as she pulled him in with her legs her lover offered no resistance, though he didn't allow it to slide into her just yet. Instead, he began to slide it between her petals via slow but steady motions of his hips, causing his shaft to rub over her clit in the process, sending excitement racing up her spine. After a few moments he switched his mouth to her other breast and allowed his thrusting to speed up, but still didn't move to actually penetrate her for another few moments.

When he did, Dori pushed easily into Anthriel's folds and began to thrust without giving her any time to adjust, but his initial motions were no faster than the slow thrusting he had done while rubbing his manhood over her sensitive jewel. Even though he was moving slowly, however, Anthriel would find him getting steadily more forceful in his thrusts as time went on if only when pushing inward. In only a short time, he was pounding down into her pussy and sending her entire body shaking uncontrollably, both with impact and with the tremors brought on by the pleasure racing through her, but every time he drew back it was slow and deliberate, allowing Anthriel to feel every centimeter as it slowly pulled free of her folds despite any efforts on her part to keep it inside.
 
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Sanya, content to watch at the moment it seemed, stayed where she was as Anthriel got slowly more worked up, her arousal showing more obviously in the pitch of her voice and the soft panting that Dori could feel brushing over his shoulder and neck. As bliss shuddered through her body, Dori's mouth sealing itself over the peak of her other nipple, Anthriel found her hips slowly rolling along with his drifting motions, her folds dripping with an unspoken but obvious need.

Gasping with each drifting touch to her jewel, Anthriel was already clutching and pulling at Dori, trying to get him to satisfy the burning need that had turned into an inferno in a matter of short moments, and Anthriel found herself happy that it was just them again. Sanya had been fun, but this was special... was it? Who the hell knew, all Anthriel wanted was to be filled.

As Dori's thick cock slowly buried itself into her clenching depths, Anthriel opened her mouth in a soundless cry before crushing herself against her lover even more tightly, her body quivering and shaking with each deliberate thrust, the slow withdrawal setting her nerves on fire as her pussy clamped down like a vice, trying to hold him deeper, before another thrust sent her back towards a euphoric and carnal heaven.

Already warmed, needy, and ready for her peak, Anthriel soon found herself on the very cusp, her hips bucking against Dori as her wings wrapped around his back, deeper... harder... before the wall broke and Anthriel's nectar spilled around Dori's length, a shuddering scream of bliss pulling from her lips as her back arched.

She knew Dori was far from finished, he was doing everything he could to send her into another peak already, his tempo hadn't changed, and her body was already warming as it rushed towards another climax...
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

A wet slap sounded with every slap of Dori's hips against Anthriel's, the force of the dragon's thrusts causing the meat of her bottom and her breasts to jiggle as his ragged breath poured out across her face and neck. He kept up that pace despite obviously wanting to go faster, letting her feel every centimeter as he drew back and then slamming back down into her, until he was rewarded by Anthriel's cream pouring out around his cock. He endured the desperate milking of her folds as best he could, groaning softly beneath her loud pleasured moan, and when it ended he just kept on going. His lips sealed against her neck, nibbling and sucking as he slowly worked her her towards a second climax, softly grunting in his own pleasure all the while.

Only a few thrusts before Anthriel reached that second plateau was too much for the dragon's restraint, however, and with a low growl Dori bit more harshly into her neck and ceased his restraint. He didn't break her shining delicate skin even with his great strength and sharp teeth, but he did start slamming his cock into her depths only to draw it back out again just as quickly. His pace was strenuous and only became more so, but the bolts of pleasure shooting up the half-angel's spine were no less potent for his shift in tactics, and the change only delayed her orgasm for a few seconds at most before Anthriel was sent crashing through another set of wondrous waves of powerful sensation.

Dori pounded into Anthriel throughout her orgasm and just kept on going after, his actions quickly devoling into a wild rut as he pumped his staff into her clenching depths. The rhythmic clapping of their bodies meeting joined the moans that filled the small glade set beside the creak, music to whoever was around to listen, including Sanya at the very least and quite possibly many more of the fae. The quicker pace had her inner walls clenching all the more insistently at Dori's length, and after a time she would feel him begin to throb inside of her, a familiar tension and the rising pitch of his soft groans ensuring that Anthriel knew that her lover's climax was drawing near.
 
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Each hard thrust and slow withdrawal from her quivering folds made Anthriel shake and whimper with pleasure as she bared her throat further for her lover, the fire of her lust burning along her nerves as she clung to Dori tightly.

She could feel the second knot of bliss building, growing harder, and tighter, before Dori started to lose his own control, and his tortuous pace was replaced with the fevered pounding Anthriel could practically smell on him. That burned scent that flooded her mind with strange thoughts and the ecstasy of their intertwined forms...

Bucking against him as hard as the combined strength of her arms, legs, and wings could grant her, Anthriel was matching Dori motion for motion as his restraint slipped and he started taking her with the same ferocity he had shown on their first coupling, leaving the angel breathless with pleasure and shock. One hand twisted into his hair, pulling his lips harder against her neck, each thrust had her cries rising to the air louder, and more urgent.

Her fingers turned into gripping claws, her free hand raking up his bare back, running over the contours of the muscles that rippled along his spine, before, with a scream, Anthriel's second climax blew through her. So lost in the power of her peak, Anthriel was left with her lips wide in shock, her eyes fluttering... She didn't even know if he'd filled her with his fire, she was slipping into the high tide of her carnal bliss, lost within the sea of feelings that crushed her thinking mind under the weight of the pounding surf, of the animal that simply wanted more... always more.

Her body couldn't match her desire however, and her grip loosened, her wings spreading out around them, her arms and legs growing limp as she shook and writhed under him, lost.
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

(Anthriel gains 157 corruption for this one, and we'll say 100 for the threesome with ye faerie which I forgot to award. Also, my bleh post is bleh.)

Fiery, immeasurably potent burning through her, Anthriel nonetheless heard her lover groan just as she was wrapped up in her climax. She felt him pour familiar fire into her belly as he came into her, flooding her womb with rope after rope of his seed.

He collapsed into near limpness as Anthriel herself went all the way, momentarily spent as the throbs of his manhood continued, dribbles of the release that had filled her up. Unfortunately, they were not long allowed to enjoy their afterglow, as the glade erupted in a round of applause mere moments after they had seemingly finished. Sanya was obviously among them, but she was far from alone. Three women sat on the opposite bank of the creek, their feet dangling into the running water and seemingly vanishing beneath its surface as they brought their hands together and giggled, ripples of mirth running across their utterly nude (and very blue) figures. Sylphs and pixies practically covered the grasses around them, each and every one watching voyeuristically and now clapping happily. A half dozen goatmen, an even mix of satyrs and the more animalistic gruffs, were present as well, standing some distance away and looking as if they had just returned from a hunting trip. There was even a troll, a lumbering wart-covered mass that sat perched a ways down who had joined in on the applause that Anthriel and Dori were given for their performance.
 
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There it was! That beautiful, glorious rush of fire and potent heat that so far had never failed to fill Anthriel with far more then just itself, and she clung to her lover desperately in that moment as she tensed and shook, a lewd moan spilling from her lips as she closed her eyes, and savored the feeling...

And then.... Applause? The sudden rush of Noise made the half breed angel widen her eyes before squeaking in an admittedly adorable fashion, and trying to hide behind Dori... She had always thought the people's reactions so far to her lack of modesty concerning clothing was simply amusing, but this, this outright exhibitionism has her blushing right up to her ears for a moment, before she started to laugh behind her lover, the sound starting deep in her belly before rolling up to spill forth, it really was rather hilarious. Was sex some kind of cosmic joke? The way she was laughing at the situation certainly seemed to point in that direction.

Taking a moment to collect herself, Anthriel stood up and waved cheerily at everyone, nudging Dori with her foot a little. "Come on, lets not disappoint the audience" Anthriel muttered, still giggling to herself at the absurdity of it all, taking the time to shoot a smirk in Sanya's direction.

Though, at that, Anthriel realized something rather annoying... She was dirty again. Stretching her wings and shaking he dirt from them, Anthriel pondered the feathers, and started heading back to the pool, they hadn't gone very far, and she would be clean...
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

Dori, despite that he had started the encounter, proved to be a bit more of a prude than Anthriel. There wasn't much he could do to cover himself given his state of complete nudity, but he made an effort and blushed fairly heavily as he followed her out of the glade. Sanya gave the both of them a light smack on the bum as they left, returning to the pool to take another bath and clean themselves of their assorted sexual fluids. "Well.... That was fun," he said once they were alone in the water again, sighing and allowing the tension to flood out of his body as he relaxed in the water.
 
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Anthriel eeped and jumped into the air a little as Sanya's hand found her backside. Sticking her tongue out at the Sidhe as she turned to look at her, Anthriel was soon slipping into the water with Dori, sighing in much the same matter... Gods her nethers were getting sore...

"Yes it was, however, no more of that kind of fun for today, not sure how much abuse I can take you brute!" She teased, splashing water at Dori 'Accidentally' with her wings as she started to clean herself again. To hell with relaxing! She was dirty! AGAIN!

Once Anthriel was clean, she would wriggle up out of the water, and flop into the grass in a patch of sunlight, enjoying the warmth as she dried out and bathed in the light a little, cooing happily on her stomach with her wings splayed out on the grass.

"So, O Mighty Shadow Dragon~" Anthriel started imperiously from her place on the ground, "What should we do with the day, not even noon yet and we've already put on a show~ Any ideas? I mean, I'm certain this place is enormous and tiny at the same time. What do Dragons do for fun?"
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

"Hey! I'm not a brute!" Dori protested jokingly, grinning as he settled comfortably in the water before Anthriel's wings gave him a hefty splash. Sputtering, he glared at her briefly before grinning suddenly, and diving beneath the surface of the shallow pool towards her. Anthriel would feel his arms wrap around her, and suddenly her ribs were being tickled mercilessly by her draconic lover as he emerged sputtering at her side.

Once she had managed to fight him off, they would be free to wallow for a while and wash themselves off before climbing out and flopping onto the grass out in the sun to dry off. "Beats me," Dori replied after plopping down beside her, "I was considering some more "abuse" but you're too sore for that~ I suppose we could take a walk and look around. Maybe even find some trouble to get into!"
 
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"I'm all for trouble" Anthriel said, still smiling from the tickling she'd received before sunning to dry.

Rolling over, Anthriel kissed Dori softly before standing and looking around. "Well... I could debate a direction, or... I could just run off again!" Anthriel said, grinning before starting to jog away towards the thickest grouping of trees she could find. "Come on! Let's get lost for awhile! I wanna know what else is in this crazy place!" She cried out happily, forgetting everything for now as she bounded away into the forest.
 
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Anthriel: HP = 71, PP = 71, EP = 148, Status = Fine, Pregnant

Anthriel's choices, first to go looking for trouble and then to simply run off in a random direction, brought a chuckle out from Dori's lips and prompted him to give chase. He was a faster runner than she, but kept behind in order to give the angel an occasional encouraging smack on the rump. "Go on! Faster! Let me catch up and I might change my mind on giving you a little bit more abuse!"

Through the faerie woods they roamed, the paths seemingly opening up before them but never visibly moving. It was far easier than running through the woods - particularly with Anthriel's wings to worry about - had any right to be, but neither seemed to mind. Lesser faeries occasionally flitted around them, sylphs and sprites and fairies briefly giving chase before growing bored and flitting off to pursue other amusements. They passed gruffs and trolls and satyrs and kobolds, at work and at play. Eventually, however, they came upon a sight that would bring them to a stop.

A garden, not of plants but of mushrooms, grew within the center of a small glade. The fungi varied in size from the expected tiny versions to ones that easily stood as tall as a house, and the garden seemed to stretch past their line of sight. Vines could be seen moving within, though what sort of plant might live among so many mushrooms wasn't immediately apparent. Massive spider webs also appeared, branching from mushroom to mushroom, but given their location Anthriel would know that the inhabitants of those webs could only ever be friendly, often to the point of annoyance. Whether she wished to explore this strange place, for no such garden could exist without magic of some sort, or go around in search of other ways to pass the time was up to Anthriel, as Dori stopped beside her and looked somewhat dubiously into the strange portion of forest.
 
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Anthriel laughing madly as Dori chased her around the glade by smacking her ass, kept trying to dodge him at the last second by swinging her hips, and judging from the unerring swats his hand was giving her, it wasn't working.

Glancing at the small fairies and other fey that danced around them, or worked and played, or just thought the strange pair interesting, Anthriel just got lost in this wonderful place, before both herself, and Dori came to a dead stop infront of one of the strangest sights they'd ever seen...

"Are those... Mushrooms?" Anthriel whispered, looking at the fungal forest that opened up before them, with it's massive spider webs, and moving vines. In literal Awe of this strange place, Anthriel couldn't help but take small, tentative steps into the forest of mushrooms, glancing around at the massive growths, and inspecting some of the more colorful of the smaller ones, and even the vines as she walked.

"Well.... We wanted something interesting, But Damn!" Anthriel breathed, simply caught completely off guard by all this, and blown away. "Just... Wow." the half breed continued, heading deeper.
 
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