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Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)
His partner for the night grinned with delight and quickly spun around, raising her ass in the air and waving it back and forth invitingly until Geren took the offered opportunity. The rest of the night passed in a blur of twisted, lewd motion as they coupled in every place and position available. Savyre was an insatiable partner, but every new position felt fresh and intense, and every manner they could make love explored new ways for her to give him easily the best sex that he had ever experienced. As a result, he ended up waking up with the demoness curled up against his side, her wing folded over his chest and her legs hauled over his waist.
When he stirred, she awoke with a pleased murmur and traced a line over his chest. "Lets go a few more rounds," she purred, "it'll help pass the time while we wait for your clothes to get cleaned." If he refused, the demoness would only put lightly and give a brief dry laugh before joining him in the bath, the washing and drying of his clothes automated. His seed had seemingly sired a few more children in her over the course of their long coupling last night, but her stomach was still flat and her sex and ass were still the best he'd ever had the pleasure to experience, even without the emotional attachment he had held for Jaina.
Once he and his clothes were cleaned up and his entertainment for the night was dressed, Geren was free to leave and find out just how deep in he'd gotten. There was a maid waiting outside, another demoness who, like Savyre, managed to be absurdly appealing. The two smiled at one another and traded claps on the rear as she led Geren out and the maid entered to clean up the room. "Come along then, I'll fill out my expense report and then see if I can get you to meet the boss," she said softly as she turned, heading down a corridor. A short walk later, they ended up walking into an office with a number of other women in it, some sitting at desks but most standing by a counter and writing. Savyre grabbed a form and a pen and joined them, gesturing for Geren to stop and wait alongside a handful of other men most of whom looked either lost or groggy.
After a few minutes Savyre turned in her sheet to a woman at a desk, with whom she had a short conversation, and when they had finished the woman rose, flipped a card on her desk, and the two approached. Without ceremony, Savyre grabbed Geren and pushed him up against the wall, engaging him in a hungry kiss and rubbing one hand over his chest, nails lightly digging into his skin. Her other hand grabbed his wrist and guided it to her ass, encouraging it to grope her while her leg rose and hooked over his hip so that their lower bodies were pressed together, or perhaps more accurately grinding together given how her hips began to shift back and forth. She held him there for a full minute before pulling away, her tongue sliding back out of his mouth and her teeth lightly holding his lower lip for an instant, just until the skin stretched a bit. "I'm afraid that this is where we part ways," she purred softly, "for now~ Look me up if you ever get lonely!"
And then she turned and walked away with a detectable strut in her step, making her shapely ass sway alluringly until she stepped around the corner and was gone. "So.... Hi!" the other woman who had walked up to him said. This one was shorter by a head than Savyre, barely over five feet tall, and other than a cute pair of tiny golden horns and red eyes had no unusual features to speak of. Her shoulder length hair was platinum blond and mostly drawn up into a bun, and her ears were long and pointy like those of an elf. "I'm Ysolde, nice to meet you! I understand that you have an issue that you would like to discuss with the owner? She's not busy right now and can spare a few minutes, are you ready now?"
Geren: HP = 54, PP = 52, EP = 89, Status = Fine
His partner for the night grinned with delight and quickly spun around, raising her ass in the air and waving it back and forth invitingly until Geren took the offered opportunity. The rest of the night passed in a blur of twisted, lewd motion as they coupled in every place and position available. Savyre was an insatiable partner, but every new position felt fresh and intense, and every manner they could make love explored new ways for her to give him easily the best sex that he had ever experienced. As a result, he ended up waking up with the demoness curled up against his side, her wing folded over his chest and her legs hauled over his waist.
When he stirred, she awoke with a pleased murmur and traced a line over his chest. "Lets go a few more rounds," she purred, "it'll help pass the time while we wait for your clothes to get cleaned." If he refused, the demoness would only put lightly and give a brief dry laugh before joining him in the bath, the washing and drying of his clothes automated. His seed had seemingly sired a few more children in her over the course of their long coupling last night, but her stomach was still flat and her sex and ass were still the best he'd ever had the pleasure to experience, even without the emotional attachment he had held for Jaina.
Once he and his clothes were cleaned up and his entertainment for the night was dressed, Geren was free to leave and find out just how deep in he'd gotten. There was a maid waiting outside, another demoness who, like Savyre, managed to be absurdly appealing. The two smiled at one another and traded claps on the rear as she led Geren out and the maid entered to clean up the room. "Come along then, I'll fill out my expense report and then see if I can get you to meet the boss," she said softly as she turned, heading down a corridor. A short walk later, they ended up walking into an office with a number of other women in it, some sitting at desks but most standing by a counter and writing. Savyre grabbed a form and a pen and joined them, gesturing for Geren to stop and wait alongside a handful of other men most of whom looked either lost or groggy.
After a few minutes Savyre turned in her sheet to a woman at a desk, with whom she had a short conversation, and when they had finished the woman rose, flipped a card on her desk, and the two approached. Without ceremony, Savyre grabbed Geren and pushed him up against the wall, engaging him in a hungry kiss and rubbing one hand over his chest, nails lightly digging into his skin. Her other hand grabbed his wrist and guided it to her ass, encouraging it to grope her while her leg rose and hooked over his hip so that their lower bodies were pressed together, or perhaps more accurately grinding together given how her hips began to shift back and forth. She held him there for a full minute before pulling away, her tongue sliding back out of his mouth and her teeth lightly holding his lower lip for an instant, just until the skin stretched a bit. "I'm afraid that this is where we part ways," she purred softly, "for now~ Look me up if you ever get lonely!"
And then she turned and walked away with a detectable strut in her step, making her shapely ass sway alluringly until she stepped around the corner and was gone. "So.... Hi!" the other woman who had walked up to him said. This one was shorter by a head than Savyre, barely over five feet tall, and other than a cute pair of tiny golden horns and red eyes had no unusual features to speak of. Her shoulder length hair was platinum blond and mostly drawn up into a bun, and her ears were long and pointy like those of an elf. "I'm Ysolde, nice to meet you! I understand that you have an issue that you would like to discuss with the owner? She's not busy right now and can spare a few minutes, are you ready now?"
