Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

[Termite]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Another whine filled the air as Alex drove herself onto the musician. He may not have been the most well-endowed of the bunch, but that didn't matter. He angled himself to strike her g-spot every time she impaled herself on his prick, and that was more than enough to make her sing. Every bounce was accompanied by a sound, a small sigh or a soft grunt, anything to keep herself from breaking all too soon, and as the satyr did the same by practically burying himself within her cleavage she couldn't help but let out a small giggle. Poor little guy had to do everything he could to hold on for dear life. But that was okay. It just meant she would enjoy him all the better.

But she wasn't the only one enjoying herself. The other satyrs were busy stroking themselves, the cleaning they received followed by that small bout of teasing leaving them hard and yearning for relief once more, and though she couldn't quite see him the admiration from the gruff was enough to get her to turn just enough to catch him doing the same. The little grin she held promised that she would give him that chance if he truly wanted it, and for a moment she daydreamed about fucking herself on his cock even while she was doing the same to another.

Her thoughts were interrupted a few moments later. The satyr pair just couldn't have enough, and their impatience left their rods pressing against her cheeks as they sought even more from the dragoness that drove them insane. Cheeky little bastards~ Her pace slowed a moment later, the constant bouncing shifting into a slow and hard grind, and as her hips rolled she brought her attention to the cocks right beside her. "Good things come..." Her lips pursed as she shifted just enough to give one tip a kiss. "...to those who wait..." Another was given to its cousin, and unless the two were insistent she would use a finger on each to gently push them away. It wouldn't stop them, they could finish themselves and paint her face if they truly wanted, but she would take care of them, and all they had to do was wait.

And they wouldn't have to wait long. The dragon's nearly violent pace returned, and soon the sight of her bouncing on the musicians cock was joined by the squelch and slap of wet flesh striking wet flesh. Her groaning returned, Alex doing whatever she could to hold off her climax as she rode her partner for all he was worth, but all too soon she simply couldn't take it anymore. She needed to feel him burst. She needed to feel him cum. She needed someone to feed this damned hunger, and she needed it fed NOW. That's what drove her body to practically consume him. She drove her pussy on to his cock, forcing it into her as deeply as possible while her inner walls clenched and sucked and milked him for all he was worth. Her arms tightened, her embrace nearly crushing him as she smothered his head within her bosom and pressed him even closer, and a moment later she sang her praise. She came hard, and that was more than enough to force him to do the same. She felt him fire into her core, an explosion of warm cum that set her off and had her coming even harder with each jet that was fired. She felt each pulse and swell as his seed was planted deep within her, and with it pure pleasure shot through her spine and filled her head as her pussy drank in every drop of his release.

For a moment she simply sat there, the hunger waning as the musician fired relief into her smoldering core, and once he was done Alex cooed pure satisfaction as she finally loosened her grip and gently laid his body on the floor. She was floating on cloud nine at that point, her own body giving a pair of strange twinges deep within her that she'd never noticed before, but as his erection started to flag and forced her to release him that spark returned. The desire for more flared, her demonic hunger fanned by her own inner flame, and as her own body groaned with need even as she floated on post-orgasmic bliss, the giggle from behind had her turning to come face to face with her Mate. Or more precisely face to face with her Mate's cock. As Aes commended Alex for her due diligence she ran a finger across the smaller gruff. His member could only twitch at the attention, and for a moment the dragon's attention was focused solely on that small pulse, but as Aes let herself grow Alex could do nothing but stare at her angel. While she'd seen Aes grow a prick countless times today would be special. Aes's rod was long and hard within seconds, the head particularly so as it seemed to swell even further. As it did a number of fleshy bumps and nodes began to sprout all around its rim, and as it did Alex couldn't help but imagine how wonderfully those ridges would scratch at the persistent itch within her depths as Aes stuffed that thing deep within her. Gods, she felt like she was nearly cumming just at that thought, and she couldn't wait to find out...

But that wasn't the only cock that stood out. The gruff was still just as hard as before, his own length competing with Aes as she remembered how his flared tip spread her lips wide and plowed into her depths, that girth itself spreading her pleasantly as it sent ecstasy with each inch it drove through her. It forced her pussy to twitch in excitement, and if the satyrs managed to keep themselves from blowing their loads all over her face their throbbing members would be only inches away. They would be pulsing on the verge of climax, each twitch and bounce mesmerizing in its own right as Alex could practically taste them exploding all over her tongue the moment she took them into her mouth. She nearly shuddered right there, and in that moment her inner dragon flared even stronger. Even if she hadn't said it outright she had promised each of these men that she would take care of them one way or another, and she sure as hell wouldn't go back on her word.

That forced a whine from the dragoness. She absolutely loved how Aes could tie her into knots, and that small bit of taint at Alex's core couldn't help but agree. The infernal angel had always proved the greatest of her lovers, even after having experienced the tentacle monstrosity and the massive gruff, and to deny herself the touch of her Mate almost felt like a punishment, especially now that Aes was showing just how unique her talents could be. But even that demonic influence was ruled by its hunger, and though Aes was the greatest the men beside her could give her more.

Ultimately that was what caused her to act. One hand rose to the gruff, Alex shifting herself to reach him, and though she gave a longing glance to her Lover she welcomed her guest to the ground and had him either sit or lie down, whichever made him more comfortable. She immediately climbed over him, her body hovering over his length and ready to plunge down just as she had to the musician, but after a bit of hesitation she grinned. She turned, her body now facing away from him, and though she stood poised and ready to take everything he could offer she couldn't help but smile and turn her head back. Her ass started swaying a little, her tail rising to give him the perfect view as she lightly teased his head with her nether lips, and though she didn't say a word the look she gave said she knew he would enjoy it like this a little more.

At that point she would tease him even further. Her body hovered directly over him, his tip lightly pressing against her entrance, and while it slightly spread her open it wouldn't be enough to let him in. For that she waited. It had to be driving the gruff insane, and eventually he wouldn't be able to hold back. His hands would rise, and whether he reached for her hips or chose to take hold of her ass the moment her touched her she would descend. Before he could take things further she would let her weight ease down, and inch by inch she would swallow his prick until there was nothing left. The moment she had him completely Alex would let out a groan of approval, and after a second or two taken to grind around him and stir his length within her she would ease herself up so she could take him again.

She quickly fell into an easy pace, one that let her fuck herself on his cock without too much effort, and once she was settled she turned to one of the satyrs. They had to be desperate at that point, and a look would be all it took to get them to hurry forward and present themselves. The first one wouldn't even have a chance to get comfortable before he was swallowed, and as she took him to his base in one gulp her tongue began to writhe along the sensitive underside of his head. With how close the pair were they simply wouldn't last, and the moment he exploded everyone would hear the dragoness swallow. She gulped his release down, her throat open and inviting as the satyr poured the last of his release down it, and with each spurt he offered her tongue continued to stoke and caress his underside and encourage him to keep going. An occasional bob was given, a light hum showing her appreciation and forcing him to cum even more, and once he was finally done she would pull back with a pop and reveal his prick slick with saliva and nothing more. She took everything he had given, the last remnants only slightly visible on her tongue before it too disappeared with a gulp, and with only the slightest of pushes to send him on his way she turned to do the exact same to his partner.

It wouldn't take long to deal with the pair, the entire time Alex letting her hips rise and fall and enjoy the feel of the gruff beneath her, but once those two were finished everything changed. She came to a rest, her hips only shifting slightly from side to side to keep that prick moving within her at all times, and a moment later she turned to her Mate. She beckoned her angel closer, the gruff feeling her pussy twitch excitedly once Aes was near enough to touch, and in that moment she began to worship. Her tongue stroked up and down her Love's length, each pass exploring the surface bit by bit, and as she did Alex took the time to give that pronounced ridge some extra care. This was new to her, the tip itself seeming somewhat familiar in design even if she couldn't quite remember why, and each fleshy node was lovingly caressed and slathered while Alex watched her Lover closely. She was going to see just how sensitive her new toy was, and anything that made Aes coo or gasp or groan enticingly would be given that extra bit of care.

While her attention was given strictly to the cock before her that didn't mean she grew idle. Every motion left her rising and falling, that itself letting her ride the gruff at her leisure, and though she enjoyed the feel of his hands resting on her rear she wouldn't give in to any of his attempts to make her go faster. She was determined to set her own pace, one that focused on her Mate and not the male beneath her. But that still didn't mean she would be idle. Even if she was focused on giving Aes as much pleasure as she could Alex was still fucking herself on the gruff's impressive prick, and little by little her pleasure would begin to mount. It would show in her attention to Aes, the dragon's mouth and tongue starting to move just a tad faster and a tad stronger, and once it reached a certain point Alex would take Aes into her mouth. The same loving care continued, her lips caressing every inch they were given while her tongue continued to lather and encourage the succubus to groan in satisfaction, and as the pressure at Alex's core started to mount her own moans would start racing down the angel's length.

The pleasures all three of them felt was centered on the dragon's mounting excitement, and though she started slow she built herself up to a more energetic pace that had her groaning her approval over her angel's length while she slid up and down the gruff's rod. She could feel her own climax starting to build, and through that she latched her spirit onto both of her partners and encouraged them to join her. She could feel her heat pouring into them, her flame reaching out to stoke the same fires burning within her lovers, and no matter who proved stronger she felt them all growing as one. It was a glorious mess she was creating, one that would send them all spiraling into utter bliss, and as those flames grew her desire for control started to break. At that point she was simply reacting to the impulses she felt in the other two, and if either of them took the lead she wouldn't stop them. It didn't matter whether Aes decided to grab Alex by the horns and fuck herself within the dragon's mouth or the gruff decided he would plant his hands on the dragon's hips and encourage her to rise higher and harder until they were meeting each other with a wet slap. By that point Alex was the conduit through which all three were connected, and she knew she would enjoy herself no matter how this tryst was brought to an end.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 83/88, Status = Fine

The two satyrs looked at one another after Alex's abrupt promise, still slowly stroking themselves. On the one hand, it was obvious enough that they wanted to get off.... But on the other, they had both experienced her affection enough to know that she could do better than their hands. And so they relented, after leaving the blind musician suffering her torturous grinding for a few moments they backed off, their hand motions slowing and allowing Alex to get back to work. The mutual explosion of dragon and faerie took only minutes more, and for the ninth time that day she felt a man erupting into her depths while she herself convulsed in mutual orgasmic bliss that only grew more intense as it went on. His every blast of semen into her core sparked a greater burst of ecstasy where it was planted, prompting her inner walls to squeeze harder and milk the next to be bigger and better than the last until his body simply had nothing left to offer.

Once her core had drank its fill of the musician's virile release, leaving the satyr she had ridden seemingly literally empty, he was laid down and the dragoness found her Mate and three other men waiting to satisfy her needs. Flared, ridged, and two normal cocks twitched in readied excitement as they pointed at her expectantly, and it was only up to her to decide who and how each would be pleased. While the three goats had enjoyed her already, her hunger demanded every drop it could get and they still had something to offer, and her Mate showed no complaint at her choice. Moments later the gruff was lying back on the ground, nearly a foot of equine cock throbbing and veiny and waiting for Alex to descend upon it as it proudly jutted up from his prone frame. The alluring sight of her swaying rear as she took up a position over him and teased his flared tip with her nether lips caused her next partner's rod to twitched excitedly below her.

The dragoness didn't have to wait long in her teasing before her signal to descend made itself, the goatman below her reaching up to give each cheek of her hovering rear a soft smack, one with each hand. Any continuation of that gesture vanished in a low groan as her burning hot folds enveloped him, drowning all thought in ecstasy as she once more wrapped around his most sensitive flesh, and her every nerve sent bolts of lightning up her spine as that flared tip gave them a firm grind. Taking him to the hilt left him utterly and completely filling her, with his fat tip pressing against her cervix and promising to blast every drop past that barrier and into the vortex of heat and need and hunger at her core. His fingers squeezed as she swirled in circles, digging softly into the meat of her ass as her inner walls gripped him like a sweltering vice and she used him to stir herself up inside, and when she began to move those hands stayed right on her body with that same firm grip.

Settling into a steady pace didn't take long, and though the gruff might have wanted more he was far too awash in the ecstasy of being inside of her to demand more than he was getting. That left Alex to turn to the two denied satyrs, who stepped up and practically jockeyed for position near her face. Alex ended that bout by descending upon the first to get near, making his entire body practically pulse as she left him buried in her hot, wet embrace. What little ground he had lost towards orgasm from her earlier denial was traversed in a span of a few rapid heartbeats, and with her tongue writhing against the bottom of his shaft she coaxed his load out in the span of a few more. She felt it coming, felt him swell in her mouth and his sack rise against her chin, felt the heat travel down his already practically burning manhood through the muscle that was coaxing it along, and the satyr's bleating groan came with quaking legs and a desperate grip on her hair as he tossed his head back to better declare his release to the world. Rope after rope of fresh faerie cream poured down the half-dragon’s throat, sticking to every nook and cranny of her orifice, all while he offered a series of groans bespeaking the raw satisfaction that the dragoness was providing, accompanying her audible gulps.

The second satyr watched in impatient awe as Alex sucked his companion dry, drawing out his orgasm until his cock was practically dry heaving the most minor of squirts onto her demanding tongue. When she slid back to display the last remnants of his seed before swallowing those down too, he could only gape in awe for a moment before stumbling back, his member finally starting to deflate. That left the second almost hesitant, but once Alex’s lips were on him there was no resisting what was to cum, and in under a minute his eyes were rolling into the back of his head and he too was emptying his ball down her throat. She had practically caused his sack to rise up into his body with the ferocity of her oral attentions, and when he too stumbled away the satyr practically wilted before joining his companion sprawled out on the floor of their room.

With the satyrs spent and the great gruff drained dry, Alex had only two partners left to satisfy; the gruff below her who was lightly bucking into her slow but steady ride, and her Mate who was waiting with arms folded and a patient smirk on her face. The demoness strutted forward at the first inviting gesture and not before, making the hardened shaft that was the dragon’s favorite treasure bob up and down as it stood erect from her lover’s crotch. That savory little treat was soon in reach, her lover coming to a stop with it barely more than an inch from her lips, and in the meantime the gruff below her began to knead the hefty meat of her ass while she settled into her teasing grind. The excited tightening of her inner walls drew a desperate groan from the man below, his thick meat giving a hearty throb as that twitch drew a small squirt of fresh heat against her inner gateway, but the weight of the dragon’s attention had shifted to the prick hovering in front of her.

“Oooooohhhh, mmm… I have MISSED that tongue~” Aescila sighed affectionately as the dragoness began to drag her lingual muscle across every portion of the once-demon’s conjured rod. The surface of it was rougher than most she had conjured, her tongue encounter more resistance than she might have expected as it passed over the smooth portions of the thick tool. The fleshy nodules were smoother but harder, and lapping at them seemed to make Aes hum with pleasure. The ring around her head and the smooth surfaces in either direction proved particularly susceptible to her attention, draconic heat enhancing the sensitivity of the already receptive nerves beneath the skin that she delivered her worship against, and after a few moments of dedicated affection Alex got the first taste of her Mate’s dew. The tiny burst of Aescila’s all too familiar sweet flavor, rife with the potent aphrodisiacs that she was so hopelessly addicted to, spread across her tongue and left a seed of hunger sprouting in her belly, its growth coming faster with each drop her worship inspired the demon’s cock to release.

Every buck of her hips made the gruff behind her squeeze the soft meat of her ass, pulls and pushes encouraging the dragoness to go faster and harder, to ride him like the satyr she had mated with all too recently. He wasn’t strong enough to break Alex from her leisurely pace, but as snugly as her inner walls wrapped around it, the goatman’s thick tool stretching her left her nerves singing in ecstasy every time his flared tip dragged across her sensitive flesh as well. Placid though she was in bucking onto his rod, the distracting knot of pleasure that roiled in her core twisted in on itself over and over and over, tightening every time she slid down to let his cap press against her cervix. Each time she slid back, that oddly shaped head naturally drew some of the semen that he and the other faeries had been unleashed into her, accumulating a froth that coated his shaft and her outer lips as she continued to ride him and drew his competitor’s sperm rich fluid away from her deepest depths.

When finally she slid her lips over her Mate’s tip and began to bob, the angel’s meat filling her mouth and pressing against the back of her throat before she’d even taken it halfway down, Aes gave a pleased purr and slipped her hand down to gather up some of Alex’s hair into a ponytail. She wasn’t entirely forceful, adding light bucks of her hips and guiding Alex’s pace while letting her tongue lather every inch of divine pulsating flesh, but that guidance would bring Aes' cock deeper steadily until Alex's nose was prodding into her pelvic region.

The reaching of her flame that signaled the next phase in the wild orgy that her lover had created found itself immersing in two others, her most intimate of connections driving the pleasure of all through participants to greater heights. Below, draconic fire met the pleasant, comforting heat of summer, the pure power of life immersed within the faerie's very core and rising in answer, stoking as it did the primal urges that Aes had caused to flare earlier. The desire for simplistic, vigorous, unconditioned mating that the condoms used had initially denied; the desire to buck and grind and twist until her very core exploded in bliss as pure, liquid heat was poured deep inside of her. The need to fuck, to breed, to feel a mate's seed nestling into her deepest depths even at the risk of it taking root, as Ria's had all too recently and Aescila's had before it... And as the mix of faerie swimmers were attempting to do all too vigorously inside of her. At the other end she met a more familiar flame, albeit a more unique one. Divine and demonic twisted, hellfire and angelic flame mixed in her Mate's very being, still showing the binding glue of her own draconic flame where the two met even after all this time. Those same urges flared as brightly from her lover as they did within Alex herself, but in her they were directed elsewhere, towards Alex herself. Aes would be content to unleash her seed down Alex's throat now, perhaps, but she too would be adding her liquid gift to the mess brewing in Alex's womb all too soon.

With the three feeding their lust into one another through Alex as a channel, the pace of their session went from relaxed to fevered over the span of a few short moments. Aescila gasped and cooed, vocally enjoying Alex's skilled oral attentions particularly as the dragon's flaming essence made every sensation more intense, and at the same time the man below her grunted and groaned as her inner walls drew explosive pleasure along his shaft with every stroke. The hands on her ass continued to push and tug, urging her to go faster and harder, and as their flames rose and an orgasm coiled itself in her belly the dragoness found little reason to refuse him. Adding a bit more oomph to her own thrusts at the same time, her Mate was all too happy to provide a bit of verbal encouragement; "C'mon, ride him! Ride him hard! You know you can do better than that~ Mmmmm... I could feel it earlier... How badly you wanted one of my little barriers to fail~ How hard you came when it did..."

The memory of that first eruption into her depths was drawn up from her mind, the sensation of the protective field failing and those few blasts of potent seed splashing against the roof of her womb feeding the ravenous hunger that was all her own. Aescila’s eyes glowed softly, and as Alex met her gaze she found her thoughts centered her thoughts upon the first creampie she’d taken, forced her to relive the ghost of that ecstasy over and over even as she sped towards taking yet another dose of potent faerie seed. Her Mate wasn't content to leave it at merely that, however, and the man she was riding took a bit of encouraging banter as well just as Aes was gripping Alex by the top of her head and vigorously facefucking the pliant dragoness; "You want her to go harder? Smack her on the ass... Give her a little incentive!" The gruff seemingly took that advice to heart, as one of the hands on her rear released it only to give it a smack just as she reached the apex of one of her ascents, leaving her flesh rippling there and again as she brought herself down onto him once again. The blow came again upon the other cheek, alternating regularly as the gruff seemingly made to urge her to ride him harder and harder, and so long as she acquiesced she would be rewarded with added pleasure mixed with just a bit of demanding pain that he regularly rubbed from her skin.

As Alex brought their mutual rising ecstasy into a maelstrom of flame-inspired lust, the oncoming peak promised to bring all three to pure satisfaction. Aescila wasn't without one final reach into her ever expanding bag of tricks, however, and as the increasingly wild bucks brought her male partner close to blowing his load she tittered above. Alex felt her reach out with her magic, and much as the half dragon had felt all too many times a power clamped around the gruff like a vice, shutting off the faerie's orgasm before it could start. Once more Alex felt the first sputters of liquid fire going off into her depths only to be followed not by the primal satisfaction that her entire being seemed to crave, but iron hard flesh pulsating with all the desire to simply explode into pure ecstasy but none of the ability. "Not yet~" She cooed, and if Alex sought to assert her own dominance the resulting pleasure would draw a surprised moan from her Mate at the enhanced stimulation... And then her own form of retribution. Another insidious bit of magic wormed its way into her being, and suddenly Alex' every nerve felt like it had never been alive until this moment, every signal of pleasure from her well used inner walls magnified a thousand fold until every moment was pure bliss that caused the knot in her core to ready itself to explode... Only for the same force working on the gruff to coil around her spirit in turn, leaving Alex trapped in a pleasure hell unlike any she had ever experienced.

A chorus of needs raged inside, a need to cum and to feel Aes cum and a need to feel the gruff below empty himself into her depths, every one growing more furious by the second as she was driven to simply continue fruitlessly impaling herself on the faerie shaft below and sucking off her Mate. She could feel the same needs thrumming through the man below, feel the same needs stirring in Aes even as her mirth and steely will held them contained far better than Alex could.

Fortunately, her lover's torment was brief. The time stretched, agony and bliss merged into a storm roiling through both her and the man she rode, every second feeling like an eternity even if only about thirty of them passed before Aes suddenly let go the hold she'd held. The second after Alex felt the man below her tense, the familiar heat trailing down toward her while his cock almost shrank inside of her for a moment only to expand until she was fuller than ever... Just before the first blast of his liquid heat blasted out of his tip against her cervix, fill what little space was left between the flattened head and her final barrier before the remainder of the shot pierced deep and rocketed against the roof of her womb. It made the sloshing fluid filling her innermost chamber roil like it had been stirred by something more solid, and as the gruff added a second dose of his genetic material to the slurry of seminal fluid that was already inside of her the dragon's own orgasm exploded through her.

White hot fire burned every thought away, her every nerve singing praises as her body moved of its own accord, still furiously bucking against the man below her as he sought to fill her. Some of his shots ended up pouring into her passage, but many were fired off directly against her cervix, his seed pushing out that of those that had come before so that his tip could pull competitor's sperm away from her fertile soil, and every blast that she felt into her core fed into the blissful satisfaction that seemed to be the only thing able to satiate the hunger that Aes had saddled her with. And it just went on and on and on, the gruff spasming below her as his body seemed intent on trying to conjure all it had in order to see her thoroughly bred, every spurt stirring her up inside and gradually building a pressure deep within that was only slightly alleviated on the backstrokes.

Aes' second bit of torment came then, denying her own peek and leaving Alex and the gruff writhing in bliss but woefully incomplete. For another half minute Alex was left in a second pleasure hell, her every effort to force her Mate to join them answered only by more monumental waves of sensation, but once again she prolonged things by force of will for only a few moments before relieving Alex and her present mating partner of her second barrier. The first blast of her lover's seed down her throat, accompanied by a throaty groan of satisfaction, was the final element needed to truly reach the heights of ecstasy, and as the sweetened flavor of Aescila's aphrodisiac-laced cum coated her taste buds Alex felt the flames of all three partners merge into an even great storm that left all three enraptured.

Even Aescila was seemingly caught by surprise by the ferocity of the ecstasy they were mutually caught up in, the demon-turned-angel's control given up and not to return until all three of them had ridden out the maelstrom brought on by the dragon's flame. Heat poured into her from both ends, cum blasted into her womb and down her throat yet again, and every surge sent her body into orgasmic spasms that tremored out to spur her two paramours to cum even harder themselves. It seemed to go on forever, Aes producing more semen than Alex had ever felt her unleash before and the man below cumming like it was his final act on Donevrion. Her folds worked to wring every last drop, and he willingly surrendered it up until the last blast.

Their mutual orgasm only seemed to end as the gruff finally ran dry, his spurts dying off even as his member continued to dry heave into her with every wild buck of her hips, the rhythmic claps of their hips meeting having remained as he kept Alex moving with the grip upon her hips. For nearly a minute more he extended it as the storm began to calm, minor globs or dry throbs signaling the continuation of his own peak, but eventually even that could do no more. His balls had been emptied, like the other faeries before him, and pure exhaustion led him to end his urging to keep Alex' hips moving. As her motions died down and her own peak spiraled downwards into another bout of contentment, her Mate's did as well, and she slid away to leave several squirts on the dragon's tongue, producing a modest pool of sweetened demonic semen in her mouth before pulling out entirely. Some of her lover's seed hadn't ended up in Alex' mouth during the wild sexual storm, the dragoness unable to swallow or keep it all, and it had oozed down her chin in the midst of their euphoria.

"Mmmmmnnnn.... Uggghhh.... You always look good covered in my cum!" Aes purred, eyes half open and her turgid shaft still pointed at Alex' face, a small glob of cum oozing from the tip and a few more clinging to the shaft. For a few moments she remained in place, letting Alex do as she wished with the meal in her mouth and the remainder of her lover's fresh cream. The last of the goats, in the meantime, gently pushed Alex by a light grip on her backside until his shaft popped free, letting a flood of his cum ooze into yet another pool below her while his equine shaft pulsated against her rear. It throbbed once, twice, three times, and on the last it gave one last little shot, a small rope of cum drawing a line across one of the dragon's shapely cheeks. Then he simply wilted and collapsed, utterly spent and gasping for breath... Leaving Alex and her Mate as the last ones standing, and arousal flaring anew as her Mate's potent seed spread its effect across her core.

Without warning, Alex found her lover hoisting her aside and planting her on her back on the floor. A moment later her legs were being pinned against her shoulders, her lover lying above her as their breasts pressed together and that knobby summoned cock orienting itself towards her sopping cunny. Even though her previous partner's release was still pouring out of her, Aes' eyes were glowing with eager lust and her grin shown with hunger that only one thing could sate. Her Mate was about to pound her hard, and in so doing drink deep of her flame, of her very essence, and experience suggested that Alex was going to enjoy every moment of it. "Are you ready for me?"

Aescila's soft coo poured across her, sending tremors through Alex as the magic that enhanced her sensitivity was renewed and enhanced. "Hm? It feels like you are~ You'd better be... Because I'm going to knock you up now~" As she spoke, the tip of her Mate's shaft slid up and down across her exposed petals, every teasing pass sending almost paralyzing bursts of pleasure up the dragon's spine but only forcing her to hunger to be filled. Alex wouldn't have to beg for it this time, however, nor would she have to conjure the will to make a demand for it. Aes slammed to the hilt without warning, and the sudden fullness by the rigid shaft left her entire body singing like it was the first of the night and not the last. The hardened buds ringing the tip seemed to make every exposed nerve explode with sensation, and the magical enhancement of her sensitivity only made that penetration all the more intense.

The dark angel wasted no time either, the first kiss of her bare tip against Alex's cervix all too brief but followed by another and another and another as Aescila started plowing Alex with the vigor matching and even exceeding that which all of her partners up until that point had taken. As the dragon's fire coiled around, Aes began to feast upon it, tendrils of dark power coiling along the paths of magic to their source and drawing Alex's very soul closer to her own, and every iota of essence she lost was a burst of ecstasy in and of itself. Even with ecstasy once more exploding through her and rapidly pushing her towards yet another orgasm, however, Alex was not helpless, not now after so much training and with succubine urges roiling through her spirit... And if her pride demanded penance from her Mate Alex might do more than simply lay back and take the pounding her lover seemed intent on giving to her.

 

[Termite]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

With hellishly divine ambrosia gracing her tongue and ruggedly virile steel filling her from below Alex needed no further encouragement to descend into bliss. The mere mention of the massive gruff's triumph over that damned barrier nearly had the dragon creaming herself as that memory flashed through her mind, but Aes didn't let it simply stop there. She grasped it. Stroked it. Sent it spiraling through Alex's thoughts and forced the woman to relive that one moment of sheer ecstasy again and again until it felt like she was going to cum once again. It drowned out any conscious thought of leisurely enjoyment, and soon enough her hips were practically slamming up and down, her own form of punishment as she slapped the gruff with her ass just as his palms had done to her.

And by the gods she was loving every moment of it. The gruff's tip was digging into her, his unique head scooping out small spoonfuls of semen, and with each pass it caused him to scrape and worry nearly every inch of her delicate flesh and forced her nerves to practically explode in delight. He may not have been as impressive as his comrade, but at that moment her felt perfectly right. His girth filled her completely and then some, that extra mass ensuring that she could feel each and every inch of him as she impaled herself on his prick, and with his head continually bumping against her core it left her body drowning in a pleasure so deep that each slap against her ass was a confusing mess of slight pain and overwhelming excitement that seemed to bleed into each other until they were pulled into the maelstrom of her desire.

But as much as her body was drunk on the pleasures pulsing through her Alex's every thought was centered on her Love. The cock passing through her lips was pure heaven, each bump and node given a slight flick of the tongue even as that length started to piston down her throat, and every drop of dew was the perfect reward for the dragon's worship even it went straight down her gullet. Gods, she swore she could feel Aes's excitement dribbling straight into her stomach, and that left her so primed she felt like she couldn't even see straight. But she didn't need to. Her eyes, unfocused as they might be, were glued to her Mate and the glow she found that seemed to inspire her mind to latch onto the memory of the massive gruff's first victory. She was forced to relive those first few spurts into her depths again and again, the sheer animal satisfaction of his explosion so intense that it blocked out everything from the moment the first drop hit her core, but even that wouldn't distract her from the goddess that stood before her. It only inspired her to use her tongue more thoroughly, to let it wrap around the shaft stuffing itself down her gullet, to worry every inch and every node, to even stretch out down Aes's length until it escaped her mouth and started to slip between the angel's folds as said angel fucked herself with her Mate's mouth.

There was no way the trio of sexual partners could last, not when so much lust was being thrown around the through the dragoness, and surprisingly the gruff would be the first to fall. Alex felt his body seizing slightly, his presence within her expanding as it prepared to replace every drop it had taken from her hungry depths, and that set them fluttering in excitement as her body realized its prize was drawing near. Gods, she was so ready for this that the anticipation felt like it was going to drive her mad. She could feel him broiling, feel the fires churning as his cum pooled and primed itself for the explosion that would finally set them both into glorious release, but with each passing second it refused to come. He refused to cum. Why wouldn't he cum? Gods, why was he teasing her like this?! Just fucking-

That frustration led the dragoness to notice the threads of power twining through her. They seemed to pass through her being and wrapped themselves securely around the beast beneath her, and every effort her made to finally blow his load was met by a devious will that seemed to delight in his torture. Those threads were traced back to their source, and even before she heard that coo of "Not yet~" Alex realized that Aes was playing the part of the devilish little minx. She kept the gruff from cumming and forced him to balance on the razor's edge where pleasure mounted until it felt like Hell simply because he couldn't find release. It was pure sexual torture, the greatest of tortures that Alex herself loved to indulge on both ends from time to time...

But in this moment she was having none of it. She wanted that gruff to cum. She NEEDED him to cum. The hunger within her was growing far too strong, and the demand for its meal would not be denied. So Alex attacked. Her arms wrapped around her Mate's thighs, her hands holding that perfect ass and forcing the angel to stay hilted within the dragon's throat, and there she swallowed. The walls of Alex's throat stroked her Love's length, each pulsing a rather unique sensation that would work to milk the angel of her seed, but Alex didn't stop there. Her tongue struck out, the tip gliding past her own lips and along Aes only to suddenly dip into the woman's more natural sex. It only had one course, diving in by a mere inch or two, but as it curled and flicked across the small bundle of nerves it was intimately familiar with Aes suddenly found herself assaulted on two fronts. Her dick was literally being swallowed by the hungriest dragon the woman had probably ever seen, and that tongue was worrying her G-spot in the perfect way that Alex knew would make Aes cream herself over and over again.

The assault was designed to throw Aes off her game, to make her cum and forget all about what hold she held over the gruff so he could finally fill Alex's depths and give her the satisfaction she needed. Gods, she was so ready that she felt herself clenching around him, her own orgasm preparing to burst as her hips rose one final time to slam down and-

Those chords... The threads wound around the gruff had moved, and as Alex was ready to drive herself over the edge that last needed thrust sent her hurtling into the abyss only to suddenly leave her teetering just shy of her release. Aes had attacked Alex just after Alex had attacked her, and now the dragon and the goat were both trapped within her clutches. Alex herself was too worked up to even consider stopping, and even as her hips slowly rose as if they couldn't bear to part from the faerie's flesh there was no stopping the explosion she felt when she violently shoved herself back down. But it wasn't enough. The second try wasn't, and neither the third. Aes had them both snared, and no matter how hard they tried to punch through that last barrier all they received was pure sexual agony that would slowly drive them insane.

Alex wasn't sure how much more she could take. The gruff beneath her pulsed in dry climax, every effort his body made to spew his seed into her womb cut down as her own tried to clench and pulse and drag even the faintest drops from his prick. Those pulses sent white hot bursts of lightning racing across the dragon's spine, and it caused her focus to start failing even as her tongue and throat desperately tried to coax an orgasm out of Aes. It was their only chance at release. Their only chance at salvation. But Alex couldn't seem to focus. Even before she started her final assault the dragoness had been deepthroating Aes at the angel's pace, and finding breath had been a chore. Now that Aes was as deep as she could get and going nowhere finding a breath was impossible. And it didn't help that she was driven to a sexual height that would have left her panting and crying for mercy had her mouth been free.

Instead she was left to give small whines of distress, the need to cum so profound that it kept her from doing anything but striving to break whatever spell was held over her. It forced those flashes of white hot intensity to linger, and little by little they clouded her vision and left her eyes slowly rolling back until she could see nothing of her angel but the faintest of blurs. Her body still threw itself at the gruff beneath her, the effort itself causing the dragon's focus to wane even further, and even that seemed to push her pleasure even higher as she choked herself on her Mate's prick. How long had she suffered? A few seconds? Minutes? Hours? She couldn't tell, the small miracle that she hadn't passed out completely ignored as she kept torturing herself between her partners and pray that salvation would finally come.

Thankfully it did. It came as a shock that left her addled mind confused, but her body recognized the sudden surge of heat shooting through his cock more than enough to send her over the edge now that her climax had finally been released. It left her gushing all around him, her own juices spraying every way they could given how tightly he filled her needy sex, and she only came harder once the first blast of seed finally marked the roof of her womb. It was pure bliss, her hips slamming down and refusing to lift even as he kept his thrusts rising into her so he could pour his sperm directly into her core even if the occasional spurt fell short of its target. Her body couldn't help but respond, her own flesh pulsing in time with his as her pussy tried to drag him even deeper so she could feel that fire spreading until the lightning she felt earlier became an inferno that scorched everything in its wake and left nothing but pure, unbridled satisfaction behind...

But something was missing. Alex couldn't tell what it was until she managed to take a single breath, and with that her mind gained just enough focus to realize Aes had yet to cum. The sheer intensity of her own climax was enough to distract Alex from her efforts on her lover, but even if it was everything she could have wanted right then it simply wasn't enough. Aes needed to join them. She needed to share. Pleasure, release, the cum that had the dragon hopelessly addicted to the angel, Alex couldn't tell which one she needed most, she just knew she needed it. It left her diving back down onto Aescila's cock without question, even when that single breath was nowhere near enough to keep her conscious, and as she swallowed Aes once more her tongue shot forth to return to its rightful place.

But this time a small added burst of heat went with it, and whatever pleasures the tip of that muscle inspired within the angel were suddenly magnified beyond reason. It was nothing more than a momentary burst, one that was far stronger than it had any right due to how distracted Alex was at the moment, and it was all that she needed. Aes finally came, and when that sweet burst of pure need finally filled her throat everything suddenly felt right. The raging inferno that was Alex's climax had long since joined with the gruff's burning need to breed, and now that Aes had finally joined them that inferno became a blazing tornado of sexual desire that left them all spewing their release into the dragoness. It fed the dark hunger that had infected her courtesy of Aes as well as the addiction she held for the angel's every drop of seed, and as that gratification blossomed within the dragon it spurred her body to coax even more from them in an effort to achieve complete and total satisfaction.

There was no telling how long they lasted. Each orgasm seemed to spur the next, that chain reaction jumping from partner to partner and leaving them cumming harder and longer than any of them had previously known, but there was only so much they could give. The gruff signaled the start of the end, his cock offering nothing but dregs yet striving to give Alex even more before they were through, but no matter how much he mustered eventually his balls ran dry. He simply had nothing left, and he collapsed even as he remained rigid and buried within Alex's sex. That caused her hips to take a grinding motion, the need to feel stimulation strong yet waning as her body realized he was finally done for the night, and even if she was nearly ready to pass out she still kept swallowing Aescila's release until the angel finally decided to pull back a bit. The fact that Aes had poured so much down her throat was a miracle, but even then the woman still had a bit left to offer to the dragon's tongue as a pool was left to simmer and stew in her mouth and send her nerves alight with the powerful aphrodisiacs that would keep her body wanting more even when she had nothing left to give.

It took a while for Alex to swallow her gift and breathe, but even then she still remained in a haze that only Aes could inspire. Even if her body was exhausted and overwhelmed that infectious hunger was starting to spread once more, and the angel's aphrodisiacs ensured that Alex's body was primed for another round. And she wouldn't have to wait for it. Aes enjoyed the mess she'd made of her lover, and with the slightest of efforts she had her dragon folded beneath her and unable to do anything but stare up into her eyes with unbridled lust and anticipation. Alex found herself completely exposed to her Mate, her sopping sex even then overflowing with all the faeries' release, but that didn't matter to either of the women as Aes simply drove into the dragoness with one well-practiced thrust of left nothing but pure pleasure in her wake.

Just as before Alex's flame sparked to life and sought to dominate and enhance her partner's every sense, but as it found Aes it was in turn captured and consumed and given nothing but pure sexual bliss in return. It left her feeling helpless as her soul was fed to her Mate, the sheer ecstasy of it usually enough to leave her panting as nothing more than a puddle of desire, but something urged her to struggle. Something urged her to fight back, to give as good as she got, to show Aes just what that woman did to her now that she had a touch of the succubine. With every thrust that urge grew, and soon enough Alex could do nothing but say "Fuck it" and act.

As Aes pulled back Alex lifted the angel just enough to break free and leave her suspended, but before Aes could protest she was pulled back down. But this time her cock was pulled to the side to make room for something else. In the next instant she would feel something fill her, something just as fat and long as her own conjured pride though decidedly more mundane even if its veins were bulging deliciously within her walls. Alex would pull Aes down until their hips met, the dragon for once buried within her lover instead of the other way around, and after the moment taken to simply enjoy the feel of her Mate surrounding her she would finally speak. "I thought I'd save this for later, maybe when we made it Father's keep." She gave the barest of thrusts, just a test to see how well her wedding ring was working now that she was finally putting its secret enchantment to use. "But you did this to me." Then she bucked harder. "I don't think I can stop. I'm not sure I'd ever want to." And now that her confession was made she started fucking herself into Aes even while she remained beneath her Mate. She couldn't really go all that fast, her body was slightly worn from the marathon of sex they'd all just gone through, but even then there was no stopping her. Aes had created a monster, and now she would rue the day...

Spoiler

Using Aescila's Gift to activate Vampiric Futunari

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 83/88, Status = Fine, MAGICAL DEMON PENIS GET also some goatbabies...

Aescila: Taking the magical demon penis for once. Also pregnant.

Aescila's thrusts came fast and furiously, each one leaving the dragoness perfectly filled, every nerve stroked so flawlessly that Alex experienced every detail of her lover's artfully crafted member while the sensations combined into a medley of pure ecstasy that thrummed from her core up her spine with more power than anything she'd ever felt... But even so, it wasn't enough. The urge for dominance, the urge to be the one devouring rather than being devoured, the hunger to move and take control of how and when she came existed distinctly from the more simplistic needs for pleasure.

Her lover might be pounding into her with superhuman vigor, fucking her so hard and so good that every thrust almost felt orgasmic on its own while twisting the knot in her belly to the point that it would almost surely result in the strongest climax yet, might be making it clear that she wasn't going to deny Alex the liquid fire that never failed to make her melt, might be capping it all off with the glorious sensation of her essence being drained... But it wasn't enough for the side of Alex she had temporarily awakened, and a dragon was no mewling kitten to roll over and submit at the slightest provocation.

Her Mate was no weakling, but neither was Alex, and unlike the woman atop her Alex had had extensive training in grappling and physical conditioning. Aes might have been gifted with the magically enhanced strength of an angel, but she didn't know how to use it nearly as well as Alex could use hers. When a sudden shift of Alex's weight released the pin on her legs and let her shift to catch her Mate's shoulders with them instead, causing the demon's shaft to glance across the dragon's stomach, she looked shocked... And then doubly so when a second shift following a certain magical spark impaled the dark angel on the shaft that Alex had groan.

"Ooooh... Kyuh! Wha... Mmmmm.... You little trickster~"

Alex had felt this sort of stimulation once before, when she had agreed to aid Phyrra in her ritual... But Phyrra was no succubus, and certainly no succubus with divine power and physicality behind her. Even the gooey warmth left inside of her by the goatmen she had copulated with didn't prevent her from feeling how her Mate's folds wrapped around her, both heavenly soft and hellishly tight all at once. Just as her conjured cock had felt incredible inside of Alex, the sensations Aes granted her shaft were impossibly potent. Her Mate's inner walls seemed to cling to every portion of her, soft flesh pulsating as it caressed every portion of her with velvety warmth.

"Imagine... Nnnfff... Them hearing me make you howl... Ooohn!" Aes tilted her head back, glowing eyes shutting as Alex first light thrust pressed her shaft into the angel's deepest depths. "Did I?" She cooed playfully as a single eye opened to settle down onto her, before Alex's second, firmer thrust shut her eye and opened her mouth in a groan of primordial satisfaction. Aes pressed back, grinding onto Alex just like she did all too often onto her partners, and as she did her inner walls quivered and spasmed, inner muscles practically jerking the dragon's rod within her and leaving no portion of the summoned shaft without stimulation. Her own summoned rod bounced with every motion, coated in Alex's honey and the combined issue of all of the faeries that had already cum inside of her, but for now Aes let it be ignored while grinding on the dragon's shaft.

"Then... Don't~" She purred in response to Alex's final statement, returning the dragon's initial bucks and moaning with delight every time Alex bottomed out into her. She moved in perfect synch, letting Alex set the pace but adding to the power, ensuring that they met with wet claps and bursts of pure bliss. The demoness hadn't stopped feeding, but now she wasn't the only one, and as the flow of energy shifted something new happened, something that they had never done before.

It was much like when Aes drew their spirits dangerously close, when she fed so deeply that their very essence became intertwined. Rivulets of power, the disintegrating "meat" of their souls that both used to perform magic or enhance themselves, that was built of the very substance of their being expanding to its furthest limits, controlled tendrils that gathered up those energies from both women met and intertwined. Alex could "taste" herself even as she was devoured, and Aes could do the same as Alex drew power from the dark angel's soul in turn. Those tendrils dug deeper by the moment, beginning to coil around one another's souls, drawing them together as Aes did when their cores were to touch but in a way that was... Different. Then Aes was in full control, the passion was full but Alex had always been a bystander. Here, however, both were active participants, slowly but steadily becoming entangled almost against their own will, and where being fed upon seemed to magnify every sensation feeding added a note of pure satisfaction that the dragoness had never felt before.

But it was happening so slowly.... Aes suddenly stopped meeting Alex's thrusts, shifted to allow the dragon's left leg down, and then her right, leaving Aes in proper cowgirl and Alex able to plant her feet. The demon-angel was panting, her eyes flickering with light, and she said one word as she gave a gyrating buck onto Alex that felt so good it nearly milked her orgasm out of her right then and there. The motion made her folds caress every vein and bump, stroke across every nerve, contouring perfectly at every moment to grasp and tug the dragon's flesh. Their souls came closer together, tendrils of power multiplying and intertwining as Aes trembled on the verge of her own peak. Once she had reached the apex of her ascent back up and only the dragon's tip remained inside of her, she simply said one word; "Harder."

It was spoken in a calm, authoritative tone that broached no argument, but laced beneath was the very burning arousal that Aes had instilled into her finally unleashed. Her lover planted a hand on her chest and energy fountained out from it, magic once more forcibly restoring Alex's spent stamina. All that was left was to obey... Or to not. She could easily clamp her hands onto her lover's hips and go to time, bringing the full force of her draconic might to bear, or shift into whatever position she wanted... Or she could make further efforts to tease them both, to establish not only equal footing but true dominance by making Aes twist and squirm as she was often made to do. The choice, and how to enact it, was up to Alex now.

 

[Termite]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Fucking hells, she was good. The strong thrusts, the direct weight, the sheer commanding presence of the woman bending the dragon backwards to give Alex those powerful thrusts that had her mind melting in bliss... Gods, she just wanted to sit back and let her Mate take full control... But that voice kept whispering. Urging. Pushing. All because this just wasn't enough. She could do so much more. She could feel so much more. Could BE so much more... And that's what caused her to act. The sheer need for more. It forced her to tense her thighs and shift her weight, her back bracing against the floor as her tail suddenly came alive and became a surrogate leg to give her the leverage to surprise Aes and cause the angel's thrusts to falter just long enough to-

Oh fucking GODS~! She'd felt something like this before. The presence of a strong body engulfing her prick and encasing it in velvety delight that made her knees want to melt. She'd even felt a little mad with want as she drove herself into those tight depths and felt like cumming simply from the act of hilting herself within the hellishly divine depths of her partner. But Aes was something else. The angel's walls seemed to come alive the instant they found something to play with. They pulsed and quivered, each movement an effort to pull Alex even deeper as they coaxed and milked the dragon's length even as the two sat still to wallow in the sheer presence of each other.

And that was just the physical. With Aes impaled on Alex's rod that little bit of demonic magic she used to summon it suddenly came alive. She could feel threads of her soul come alive, bits of herself acting on some unknown instinct that caused her to start wrapping those cords around her lover's soul. They each sought purchase, each finding a way to bury themselves within Aescila's essence and cause that soul to shiver just as Aes was doing the same to her, and Alex could do nothing but shiver in delight as the two of them started tangling themselves within each other.

Then she started to thrust. For a moment Alex simply lost herself. Even as awkward as her position was she managed to find the necessary leverage to pull back just the tiniest of bits, and as she did Aes refused to let her go. The angel seemed to pulse and pull at her, those walls becoming even tighter as Alex them sliding and caressing every inch of her flesh until sheer desire forced her to turn around and bury herself once again. That pulsing only grew more intense, every bit of Alex suddenly consumed by her Mate as the former demon welcomed her lover home and drew every ounce of pleasure from the dragon's shaft as if that was the only reason she had to exist.

Alex wasn't sure how much she could take. Every motion she made felt like the greatest of tortures, her mind trying and failing to wrap itself around the ecstasy of breeding with her Mate, and with each slow thrust it felt like she was going to burst. The tight confines of her partner, the way she pulled and fucked herself on the dragon's length, the sheer delight of their souls feeding off each other until they were so intertwined that they had nearly become one perfect being once again... But then Aes slowed. She shifted just enough, her weight no longer overbearing as the dragon's legs were allowed to reach the floor once more even as the angel gave a nearly mind-blowing buck that had Alex whining in both delight and frustration as she nearly came right then and there. But as the angel shifted and rose, as she settled and held herself poised atop the very tip of Alex's length and restored the dragon's strength and stamina, everything came to a sudden stop so Aes could utter hew one word.

"Harder."

And that was all she needed. Alex felt her hands planting themselves on her lover's hips even as her legs planted themselves against the floor. Once they both had a firm grip Alex pulled even as her own hips rose, and with a rather satisfying smack she thrust herself as deep into her Mate as she possibly could. A jolt of ecstasy shot through her spine, that act itself nearly tipping her over the edge, but the dragon within would have none of that. It forced her to pull back, to leave the angel woefully empty as her tip nearly came free once more, but before either one could even think of crying for more Alex impaled herself anew. The slap of flesh meeting flesh was joined by the sight of Aes's length swinging freely in the air, the very tip seeming to dance in delight as Alex gradually worked herself into a rhythm that wasn't particularly fast but would have left lesser mortals panting as each buck forced the air from their lungs and left them gasping for breath even as they could do nothing more than cum their little hearts out.

Aes was obviously made of sturdier stock, but so was Alex, and though she started slow and strong that pace started to grow. The rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh grew more urgent, their pace slowly but surely growing faster by the second, and with it Alex could feel a different kind of pressure starting to mount. She felt the familiar knot growing, her impending orgasm strengthening itself with each thrust until she felt ready to explode, but behind that was another. It felt like a well of pressure, a need to burst that settled not in her core but just behind it, and with each stroke that pressure only grew. It became urgent, then maddening, then sheer insanity as Alex felt ready to die in that very moment. Gods dammit, she was so ready to empty into her lover's sex, to feel herself pulse and explode, to feel that inner fire rising and boiling over until she finally came and filled her Mate until the angel simply couldn't hold anymore...

But it wasn't enough. Alex thrust even harder, her hips feeling like a blur as their rhythmic clapping became a staccato beat that should have had them both exploding, but for some reason it just wasn't enough. She urged Aes to come, to feel her Mate unwind and pulse in sheer bliss and ecstasy, to cause the pussy wrapped around her to pulse and quiver in absolute delight so her own prick would simply explode because it couldn't take anymore... But it wasn't enough! She couldn't understand it! The dragon within her was holding her back, keeping her from reaching her climax and forcing her to withstand a hell of maddening lust that simply refused to be satisfied. It nearly made her falter, her legs forced to run a marathon of sex for far too long even if Aes kept her ready and strong, and in her frustration Alex let one hand break free from Aescila's waist so it could settle on her bouncing prick and started jacking the angel furiously even as the copious amounts of pre flowing from Aes's head made sure she was well lubricated for the abuse she was about to endure.

But that's when it hit her. Alex finally understood what was missing, and after a few more thrusts that maddening pace waned. It left her groaning as she let herself settle, the lack of stimulation itself feeling far more torturous than the refusal she suffered only moments earlier, but once she came to rest she rose. In doing so she silently eased Aes to the floor until the angel was left bracing herself on her side, and once she was in position Alex lifted her angel's leg and looked ready to start thrusting from this new angle. But before that could happen she pulled herself free, the sudden pop of her prick new exposed to the cool air causing her to gasp and groan as if that was the one thing she never wanted to happen, but even so she twisted herself around. A moment later it looked like the two of them would be scissoring each other, but as she settled in this new position she angled her cock back to its proper resting place, poised and waiting to pierce her Mate.

And then she did the same to Aes. Before either of them could really say much she slowly pulled herself forward and impaled the both of them on each other, the angle and position of the two lovers odd and awkward and possibly a bit unnatural, but as Alex pulled them closer until they were both settled and buried the dragoness let out a deep moan of a sigh that sounded like utter relief. "Much better..." At that she started rocking back and forth, the motion itself not all that powerful but so much more satisfying as she felt herself not only stir her lover's depths but also felt her own depths pulsing and grinding against the length of steel buried in her twat. It was the one thing that was missing, the one sensation she now understood she needed if she was going to wring every last bit of pleasure from her Love, and as she started her measured thrusts she knew there would be no more holding back. One way or another she was going to cum.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 83/88, Status = Fine, MAGICAL DEMON PENIS GET also five goatbabies...

Aescila: Trece Bebbehz

Aescila rocked atop Alex like a palm tree in a hurricane, the dragon's powerful thrusts sending her much lighter frame shaking back and forth as her voice rose in ecstatic moans each time the thick shaft of draconic meat slammed home into her depths. Her lover's inner walls caressed her, wrapped around her in an embrace offering pure unending bliss if only she would surrender to it... But it was not enough. Her Mate was the picture of statuesque beauty, smaller than Alex but with a slightly bigger bust proportionally, a trimmer waist with still plentiful meat below, and that meat was jiggling and rippling as Alex' thighs clapped against it. Men and women the world over dreamed of having a partner like Aes to share in carnal bliss, as Alex was now and had done before time and time again.

But it was not enough.

Their souls coiled together, creating a special ecstasy known to few others on all of Donevrion, along with a new form of it that Alex had never felt before. She had seen it before, in Aescila's memories, but never experienced it... Until now. Now they writhed together in body, mind, and soul as true equals in all respects, and the bliss that could create was maddening and intoxicating all on its own.

But it still was not enough.

They hammered together at a feverish pace, bodies meeting with wet slaps that filled both with raw pleasure, and it was not enough. Alex began to jerk her Mate's own conjured member, spreading its warm dew across its surface to lubricate the rapid jerks, and it was not enough. They built their pace even further and began to move so fast that their bodies met multiple times per second, and it was not enough. Frustration coiled around their feverish search for pleasure, for release from this maddening need, and that need only grew more furious and intense with every passing moment.

In the end, the dragoness needed both. She needed dominance and surrender. Need to fill and be filled, and when she went to move Aes the demoness understood and obeyed her nonverbal commands without a word ever needing to be said. She shifted onto her side and pulled the half-dragon close, shifting her hips to aid in lining up with one another until a tip lined up with each of their moist entrances, and when they pressed together and joined in mutual impalement it was pure bliss.

Now they were trading in even quantities, both in body and in essence. Alex would flood her lover's womb with her draconic flame, and Aes in turn would pour divine fire into Alex's ever thirsty depths. Their metaphysical essences coalesced and swirled together in a wild maelstrom in the ever shrinking gap between their souls, the spiritual bliss so potent that it began to overshadow the physical bliss inspired by both filling and being filled by the succubine angel.

Their unusual position didn't allow for the rapid fire pounding they had been doing before. Their thrusts were short, shallow, and spread evenly apart at a set pace, but the steady rate at which their bodies now met wasn't just enough, it was perfect. Every motion made them both grind inside one another, allowing Alex and Aes' folds to wrap around their respective members and try to draw one another in until they finally exploded like neither ever had before. Every sweet spot was struck, and with each bundle of nerves stimulated it sent thrumming pulses reverberating through the recipient that not only caused their muscles to provide further ecstasy to the other to coax them into repeating the actions that had caused it, but were transmitted across the spiritual link that bound them together. It was pleasure beyond any that Alex had ever felt, more powerful than any stimulation she had ever dreamed possible... And it was enough.

It was finally enough, sufficient to sate every urge burning in the dragon's soul and loins alike, and with how amazing it felt there was no way it could last. It built for nearly a minute that was a subjective eternity, and when it finally came to its apex the burst of pleasure drove all existence beyond pleasure from both women at once. It wasn't just one orgasm, but four all at once, and as the two erupted into each other the bliss washing over Alex was beyond relief. Liquid fire poured deep inside of her, tactile as it was drawn down her lover's shaft and ultimately sucked into her deepest depths to add to her internal mess, and at the same time her own cock was being wrung dry by her Mate's tightly clenching depths. Spurt after spurt poured both out and in, leaving both flooded with the other's cream as they forcibly ground into one another throughout their explosive peak.

All the while their essences merged, dragon and demon and angel all shattering and forming a cyclone of energies that let the pair experience each other's bliss. It was too much to go only once, and the second peak started almost before the first was over. And then the third was in even faster. And a fourth... And the fifth...

And then, ultimately, it was over. It had to end eventually. No being could withstand what they had just put themselves through forever. When it came down, it wasn't like the usual dialing back and gradual relaxation either, it was an outright crash. Their souls pulled apart almost violently, reforming into their distinct halves, and pure exhaustion of every imaginable sort washed over both at once... Along with a wave of satisfaction so deep that for a few minutes Aes at least made no effort to move. Assuming Alex was as agreeable to wallowing in spent contentment for a few minutes, they would lie there a while as they both got their breathing under control, and a moment later Aes would simply say; "I think... I might wait a while... Before we try that... Again."

She leaned her head up, having been lying almost flat on the floor, and smirked at Alex knowingly. "Agreed?" Her Mate's rod remained iron hard inside of her until that point, but then Alex would feel Aes dismiss the conjuration and cause it to begin to shrink inside of her. That left a void, allowing the small ocean of semen that the dark angel had left in Alex's womb to join the veritable puddle of sexual fluids that they were now sitting in together. If Alex followed suit Aes would only add to that mess, which by that point... Was all over the room.

They had trashed the place, it was an absolute disaster. If the innkeeper saw it, it was as likely to kill him with the mere sight of it as drive him to a murderous a rage. There was cum, of his and her variety, almost everywhere. Spent goatmen were lying about on the floor and on the bed, only now starting to pick themselves up. It didn't look like anyone was up for another go right now, even for an angelic sex demon or heat-possessed dragon. The various urges, both familiar and gifted, had been sated, and this time Aes didn't try to renew any of them as she disentangled herself from Alex and stood - on wobbly legs for once - to stretch.

Only one part of the room showed no signs of the wild orgy that had just taken place, and that part was Anowyn's crib. It was surrounded in a cylinder of transparent energy, and inside of that cylinder a series of highly distorted images played that, after a moment, Alex would realize were the wrong side of an illusion put up within the force barrier surrounding the crib. Aes, it seemed, had made sure that Anowyn wouldn't be bothered by their rampant debauchery. Whether or not Alex would actually thank her for that, however...

"Well boys, thanks for the help!" Aescila said brightly, turning to sweep her gaze around the room and gathering up the summoned faeries in the wake of her turn. "You have been QUITE the handful~ I'll keep all of you in mind next time Alex and I need a little... Help~ Don't worry, I know the drill. You all can tromp on out of here, I'll take care of the rest!" She didn't make it sound like a request, and despite a chorus of groans the faeries eventually picked themselves up and made for the door. Alex could say something to any of them if she so wished, though the smaller of the gruffs looked rather out of it and the blind musician was being carried between the other two satyrs, but only one of them would hesitate of his own accord. The biggest of the bunch, and the one who had broken Aes' protective barrier, would turn and look towards Alex just before walking out the door - unless addressed before then of course - and say; "It was a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, fireborn. I am called Garruk by some. May our paths cross again soon." He would, despite his evident exhaustion, bow at the waist and allow Alex to make any response she might wish before taking his leave, assuming of course that she allowed such.

That left her, Aes, a still blessedly sleeping Anowyn, and the mess. Aes walked over to the bed and plopped down, propping herself up on her hands. "That was wild! I never knew the less powerful ones could get that... GOOD! Even just the regular ones were fun, but the big guys, the gruffs? I'm going to have to try one of those out on you someday... And that really big one? Garruk he said? Mmmmm, mmmm! He's like an ogre who can move like a knight. He might even give Ria a run for her money in the size department, and he doesn't even need magic to do it! Mmmph... If I didn't know he'd keep the both of us barefoot and pregnant I'd be inviting him to move in!" She seemed interested in ranting about this some more, but Alex could try to head her off and put an end to it, perhaps to broach some more serious - or maybe just less embarrassing - topic instead.

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Holy shit. Even with that initial push Alex didn't realize what kind of storm she was going to create. All she was doing was answering ever hungering need to be filled. And that in itself was glorious. The feel of Aes pulsating around her member, the way her Mate seemed to clench and draw her deeper, the way those walls seemed to massage each and every inch of her turgid flesh... Words didn't seem fit to describe it. It was pure bliss, an ecstasy only possible from the joining of the demon and the divine that formed a sexual being the likes of which knew no match.

And that wasn't even the end of it. As Alex kept making those shallow pumps into her Mate's sex those thrusts were answered by the nearly overwhelming presence of her angel's length absolutely filling the dragon's needy depths. Alex had already taken so much, been filled to the brim and then some by the faeries that had been surrounding her, but none of them seemed to answer that burning ache for more. Not even the large gruff with his stupidly massive prick could bring her the satisfaction she craved, even if that flame was momentarily smothered by both his skill and the sheer volume of his release. But Aes was something else. In every sense of the world she was made to fuck Alex, and as those little nodes all across her length stretched and worried every single nerve within the dragon's sex the sheer pleasure it inspired was more than enough to push the woman toward her climax.

But even that wasn't the end of it. The two of them pushed each other to the brink and beyond, the satisfaction of screwing and being screwed by their partner creating a sexual maelstrom that had them both moaning and panting in some effort to keep their mind from breaking from sheer pleasure, but with each thrust that satisfaction could only grow. With each thrust the very succubine nature they both now possessed dug deeper into the other's soul. With each pulse and groan the pleasure of being screwed was amplified by the pleasure of having their spirit fed upon by their Mate, and as the two souls drew each other closer there was nothing they could do to stop from becoming one. In one glorious instant Alex soon found herself sharing everything with her partner, the feel of the angel's suffocating depths rolling over every inch of her conjured length joining with the nearly torturous sexual hell of that unique prick worrying each and every nerve into a state of near madness, and in that same moment she felt everything that Aes did.

Alex cold feel her own cock pulse and bulge in all the right places, each vein beating so rapidly against Aescila's depths that it felt like it had been waiting all this time to taste the angel and wallow in her suffocating tightness. And right beside that was the sheer pleasure radiating from Aescila's conjured length. Even as abused as Alex had been the sheer control the dragon had made sure every inch of the angel was hugged tightly, enough so that every little ridge and node that Aes had added seemed to explode with pleasure as they rolled through Alex's depths. Others may have been there before her, their own little contributions seemed to flood out of Alex with each push and made a complete mess of the both of them, but even if she was overflowing with seed it only seemed to make the dragon burn brighter, that suffocating heat so intense that it felt like the beast she was screwing would not stop until it had devoured everything the angel had to give.

With Aes and Alex feeding off each other in more ways than one there was no more holding back. There was no way to hold back. The pleasure they shared was simply too intense, and it only grew more so the moment the both of them reached that point of no return. Alex felt her own depths begin to quiver, an uncontrollable flutter giving way to deep, long strokes from her walls that pulled Aes as deep as the former demon could go, and as she came she could feel her own fire brewing from some unknown depth. It boiled and bubbled, building by the second as her cock swelled, and an instant later she could feel it rushing down her length until it exploded in a white hot mess that seemed to paint her Mate's depths and left her seeing nothing but white. And then she felt it from both ends. Aes fluttering as she felt Alex preparing to fire, the angel's cock boiling over as it prepared to do the same, the sheer ecstasy as that tipping point was reached and everything burst into a white hot mess that left her quaking in release.

They were a mirror for each other, the pleasure of climax reflecting back and forth until neither could tell where it all came from, only that the draconic and the succubine met with the angelic and the infernal and left them both melting into a sexual abyss so intense that just once would never be enough. Even as one climax came to an end another started, Alex herself so overwhelmed that all she could think about was pleasure for pleasure's sake as she tried to drive herself even deeper. The conjoined orgasms they both shared drove them on even as a third built even before the second had come anywhere close to ending. Hot on its heels was a fourth, then a fifth, and by that point Alex could only howl out in exquisite torture as body, mind, and soul crumbled into nothing but pure sex.

There was no telling how or when it ended, only that Alex found herself snapping back into her own body as if anymore pleasure would end up killing her. It left her exhausted on every level, the marathon of climax sapping everything she had, and it took a moment for her to realize her tired body was actually clutching one of Aescila's legs as if it were the only thing keeping her anchored to this world. But even if she felt like she would shatter at even the slightest touch she knew one thing. They were finally done. There was a satisfaction rolling through her that was so deep and profound that she felt like she would never get up from this spot. Even if the two of them were still joined and still hard there was absolutely no desire to go any further, just a wish to simply wallow in their lover's presence and let them both drift on the waves of contentment that washed over and through the both of them. For her part Alex appeared to drift off, the rigors of the sexual escapades too intense, but when Aes spoke up the dragoness merely popped open an eye and smiled in relief. "Agreed."

A few moments later Aes dismissed her member, and as it receded back into the angel's body it left Alex feeling disappointingly empty even as the flood of seed built up within her gushed out to join the mess covering... everything... Good gods, the room was absolutely trashed, and as Alex looked around she could only cringe before she dismissed her own length. There was semen everywhere, the scent of it nearly suffocating, and with so much of it everywhere it was impossible to tell what mess had come from where. The fae were just then starting to rouse from whatever spot they'd taken, the goat men looking just as trashed as anything else in the room, but thankfully the only thing that seemed untouched was the crib. Some odd illusion was covering it, one that appeared to be a projection of the room that most likely would have made everything seem entirely normal from the baby's perspective, and if Aes went to the trouble to set that up then Anowyn should not have been disturbed by anything that had happened.

With that sense of relief washing over here Alex looked ready to simply fall asleep where she lay. But as much as she may have wished to simply nod off like the lazy lizard her kind were known to be she roused a bit as Aes made her proclamations. The faeries were thanked and dismissed, a languid stretch and a satisfied groan from Alex showing just what she thought of their performance, and as they all gathered their wits and each other she merely turned enough to bring herself to her side as she watched them start piling out of the room. She didn't offer much on her own, a lazy wave given to any that turned to regard her, but when the massive gruff stopped on his own she became a little more aware. "Garruk... Definitely a name worth remembering." And even if her hunger had been satisfied and she had nothing left to give the dragoness couldn't resist turning just a little more to display her curves more fully. "And I do believe the pleasure was mine."

With farewells done and the goats finally gone Alex let out another sigh, but as exhausted as they were Aes appeared to be ecstatic. She started ranting about the impromptu orgy, the realization of each faerie's skill so profound that the angel seemed almost awed by the experience. When it came to Garruk Alex couldn't help but let out a small draconic snort, the image of the both of them swollen with child and at his beck and call seemingly too real to be anything but the truth if they allowed him into their lives, but as Alex lingered on that image some of the mirth left her. Her attention turned to her own belly, and after a while she sat up. If Aes was still going on she would find Alex rather unresponsive, but after a bit the dragon would eventually rise to her feet and stumble her way over to the bed. She would land with a bit of a plop, but otherwise she would look rather serious. "I think I need a potion." That would be an understatement, but she continued anyway. "As much fun as that was I can't deal with being pregnant, not right now. There's too much to do and so little time to do it, and I wouldn't want to do anything if I ended up caring whoever's child I held to term."

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 83/88, Status = Fine three by Garruk one by the musician and one by the other gruff specifically

Aescila: Trece Bebbehz, two by Garruk and one by Alex

"Probably a good idea," Aescila agreed promptly when Alex suggested acquiring a potion. She drifted into a brief silence, glancing at the dragoness, but would add; "I'd probably better get one too... I'd rather keep them, but with what's about to happen it just isn't a good idea."

Her Mate glanced aside and smirked knowingly, "besides, it's not like we won't have plenty of opportunities to make more~" She reached out and gave the dragon's rear a light smack, but as she made to pull the offending appendage away she smirked and settled it back onto Alex once more, giving her ample flesh an appreciative groping until Alex dislodged her or demanded she remove it in some manner, or a minute or so later when she sighed and made to stand up.

"I'd better clean this up first though... Unless you'd rather go at it with mop and bucket~" Giving Alex a teasing wink, Aescila stretched, straightening her back and extending her wings, and then waved her hands in circular motions in front of her. An amorphous blob of water appeared, and once it had reached the size of a beach ball she swept one of her hands out across the room. The blob became a wave, washing over the room in steps and gathering up the various puddles of fluids littering the room, even splashing across the bed once the floors and walls were cleansed only to immediately lift itself out without even leaving the bedding damp.

Her cleaning of the room left the newly reformed glob looking more white and gray than clear, the once pure water sullied by what it had been conjured to clean away, and as she kept it hovering in mid air by her right hand Aes shifted her left aside. A second smaller glob of clean water appeared, and she straightened again and drew in a breath before she directed it across herself, cleaning her own body in much the same manner. Then, as that sullied glob joined the larger amorphous blob, she turned back to Alex. "I can clean you up too, if you want, but the water's a bit cold. You can always just get yourself a bath, they have those here right?"

If Alex opted to accept the quicker wash, she would be subjected to a brief splash of cold water that cleansed the variety of fluids she'd been covered in before Aes directed the whole mess into one big glob and then sent it floating out the window. She released it over a secluded patch of grass outside, in the back of the inn, where hopefully the globs of white goo wouldn't attract any attention. Her Mate's magical scouring had ensured that even the smell of sex and cum had been largely evacuated, and with it gone she let go the illusion and barrier around Anowyn's crib. "I'll go see if I can figure out some way to get those potions. Think I'll try and talk to the local faeries though, I don't want to go through all of our coin. You're welcome to come if you want, but you can relax here instead if you prefer, I know how tired you probably are," she would say, possibly leaving out the offer to join her if Alex had elected for the slower but more comfortable manner of cleaning herself.

A sort of unusual bone weariness was beginning to settle into Alex at that point, the result of so much physical exertion only staved off by the magical restoration of her stamina. The strains on her body remained and now demanded a bit of her attention, particularly an ache between her legs that settled in and made it hard to walk any way but bow legged after a while. Even with her various discomforts, however, Alex would be free to spend the rest of her day as she wished. She could get dressed and tag along with Aes, try to catch up with Dingroria or Angelle or Roko, or even her brother or Mirabel or one of the other key defenders of the town, stay here and recuperate or take some time with Anowyn, or perhaps go see what else was to be seen in the sleepy little village.

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

When Aes mentioned needing a potion for herself Alex was genuinely surprised. "I thought you could turn that off." But after a moment of thought the dragoness turned to her Mate with a rather coy grin. "Too excited to bother?" It could have been that, or it could have been that desire to try and get Alex pregnant with the demon-angel's child. That would have let the seed the faeries had already planted in Aes take root. Not to mention Alex's surprise contribution at the end. Hell, with all the cum poured into the both of them their wombs were probably just as trashed as their room.

But Aes chose to fix that. A bubble was summoned, an amorphous pool that sat suspended in the air until the angel was ready, and with a swing of her arm that bubble became a wave that washed over everything and gathered all the dirt and grime and more obvious fluids that now no longer stained the floors and bedding. And that felt weird since Alex herself was laying on the bed and somehow remained untouched even though the sheets beneath here were left pristine. But that didn't last for long, not when Aes conjured another bubble for herself and offered Alex the same. Of course the dragoness could have opted for a proper bath instead, and the thought of it sounded absolutely heavenly as a rather deep ache was starting to settle throughout her body... but then she'd have to find Dan, and she was NOT going to ask him what to do about a bath she was covered in cum. Good gods, she would never live it down, especially when Aes would see how mortified that left her.

So with a bit of an effort Alex picked herself off the bed and spread her somewhat shaky legs so her Mate could reach every inch of the warrior's body. The water itself was rather cool, enough so that Alex actually gave a bit of a shiver as it ran over her still somewhat sensitive areas, but once its work was finished she simply fell forward and flopped back onto the bed. It looked like she was nearly collapsing in exhaustion, the only movement a slight swaying of her tail as it seemed to be the only part of her that hadn't been fucked into the ground, but after a second or two she rolled onto her back. Her hand went to her stomach, a rather contemplative look in her eye, and eventually she turned toward Aes just as the woman finished depositing that rather disgusting looking floating puddle into a hopefully inconspicuous patch of grass. "Hey, what was that thing you did earlier before you summoned the faeries?" That puddle had made her consider the two experiments the women had run, and the thought of all that magic reminded Alex of that little burst she felt from Aes as it settled within her core. She had no idea what it had done, and now the dragoness was curious.

With that out of the way the angel mentioned a desire to speak with the local faeries to avoid having to spend too much of their coin. Alex agreed, her draconic nature leaving her more likely to hoard her money and find alternatives to paying others when it wasn't needed, and she was intrigued by the thought of learning just how Winter factored into the events leading up to the pending battle. But even so she knew she couldn't leave. "Sorry, but I'm stuck here for a bit. Can't leave Anowyn all on her lonesome." That was just asking for trouble. "But see if you can't catch their side of what's been going on around here. Akorvick may have alienated them, but there may be a chance that we could work something out."

Unless there was anything else Aes wished to add Alex would bid her lover farewell with a kiss followed by a firm smack to send that perfect ass on its way with a smile, and once she was alone she took the time to stretch out on the bed and let loose one long, utterly satisfied groan as her entire body seemed to come to rest. She was sorely tempted to take a nap and let her body recover, but after another long stretch she sat back up and crossed her legs. Her hands came together in her lap, the fingers bridging and leaving a gap between her palms that let the dragon concentrate as she peered inward. With all the fun she'd just had there was bound to be some magic lingering in her system, and she wanted to see just how much she had to deal with. Hopefully it wouldn't be too great, though she had become a bit succubine and actually fed on her Mate as she fed on the the dragon in turn, but if she could just head off any impending mutation before it could manifest maybe she could prevent herself from becoming warped too soon.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 83/88, Status = Fine three by Garruk one by the musician and one by the other gruff specifically

Aescila: Trece Bebbehz, two by Garruk and one by Alex

(4 xp and 500 corruption. NO MUTATION THIS DAY.)

"I did, but... It's difficult to explain. Lets just say there are ways around it," Aes replied to Alex' playful question, actually taking a somewhat more serious tone. She didn't quite seem truly worried about it, however, and after a moment added a wink and said; "Besides, it's sort of a package deal. I can't give you a virile dose if I don't adopt a little risk myself, and those boys certainly weren't impotent~"

The follow up question along similar grounds drew another oddly serious look, but again Aes was fairly calm about it as she answered; "That was just a bit of... Secondary insurance in case my first trick didn't work. Something to keep you from giving their swimmers anything to go after. I guess Garruk managed to outdo both of my little tricks... Which is odd. Other than hellhounds, I've never really run into anything that could counter magical control without overt magic of its own. But, here we are..." As she trailed off, Aescila raised a finger and pointed it at Alex' stomach. The half-dragon felt the small effort of magic, a spell meant to analyze the body's condition, and Aes broke into a brief smirk again.

"Yup, he worked on you too... Really well, actually. Yeesh... Without my little trick, you'd have practically exploded!" Her playful smirk turned into a mischievous one, and after a few seconds she added; "Want to know how many... And by who?"

However Alex might respond to her Mate's offer to identify who exactly had successfully impregnated her, it wouldn't stop the demon-turned-angel from finally getting dressed and making to leave, and when Alex bid her farewell she would offer a nod in return. "Sure... Not a bad idea, even if I'm not exactly optimistic about Winter being helpful. Their queen helped us out once, but our interests aligned at the time... I doubt we can count on her underlings being so helpful. Still, some info is better than none, and I can ask them about that tomb while I'm at it."

Aes practically bent Alex over backwards during their goodbye kiss, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her standing, and when Alex gave her a final goodbye in the form of a hand firmly clapped against her ass her lover gave a false look of affronted shock and then smirked and wiggled her hips as if asking for a second. Once she was gone, Alex was free to collapse onto the freshly cleaned bedding, and when she sat up to perform her ritual she would find herself on the very cusp of the overload needed to exert changes upon her body. The excess foreign magics swirled across the "flesh" of her soul, her essence sufficiently magical in and of itself that it could resist it to a point, but that tipping point was perhaps far closer than Alex might like. The marathon sessions with Aes had a way of doing that, but much of her latest escapade hadn't involved direct contact with her devilishly corruptive lover. The controlled rate at which she absorbed such energies courtesy of the ritual she regularly enacted to keep them under control, along with the draconic half of her bloodline, at least did something to protect her from the mental degradation that often occurred when those without inherent magic became corrupted quickly, but the physical changes were reaching a tipping point of sorts, one at which she would begin to afflict those of a more mortal persuasion.

Alex would be free to start burning off the corruption, a process that could be done a portion at a time so that she could get through a lot of it today. Going out to acquire the incense needed for the more powerful version of the ritual, a rare enough material that she might not even find it here, would require getting dressed and going out... And facing the people who had probably just heard her and possibly seen the troupe of faeries come out of the inn. However much being clean and clothed might sublimate her embarrassment should anyone connect the dots in such a situation was up to her, as was if she even wanted to bother.

(Basically, Alex can use the ritual as many times as she wants, with decreasing effectiveness each time since people only regen half of her spent EP with brief rests now.)

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Well... that was definitely an offer... Alex wasn't quite sure how to take it, but after a bit a rather hesitant answer came. "I...guess?" She really didn't know if she wanted that information, especially since she had no intention of keeping any of them with that little war waiting on the horizon, but some part of her was curious, and for some reason it just wouldn't be denied.

When it came for their parting kiss Aes proved to be the ever insidious minx and utterly dominated the kiss, so when Alex was finally allowed to come up for air she could only wonder how the hell the angel always managed to bend nearly seven feet of dragon backwards with absolutely no effort at all. But even if she was left a little flustered that wouldn't stop the follow-up smack that sent that divine ass on its way, and though Aes looked affronted the little wiggle that followed had the dragon rolling her eyes before her Mate was on her way. With that she was free to collapse and prepare as she saw fit, and after taking a look she found herself nearly ready to take that final step where there was no coming back. It was a little surprising to see how closely she had come to tipping over the edge, but she hadn't yet, and she was free to do something about it right now.

So she did. Alex focused on the fire within that was not her own, that one spark she managed to harness in her training with Creshnibon, and the moment it came to life the dragon practically fed herself to it. The energy she used to create her own magics stoked the flame, and in turn it lit the very flesh of her spirit and started to burn through the corruption ready to turn her a little less natural. But she had to be careful with it. The flame itself could become grow unruly, enough so that it could burn her actual flesh if it were given a little too much fuel. To avoid that she generally had to use this ritual in chunks, which meant a good portion of the day could be spent simply sitting and meditating as she tried to clear some of the excess magic out of her soul. And that's what she did. The ritual was repeated, one casting right after another, and by the time she would run through her reserves she would at least put a dent in the corruption preparing to overtake her. After that she would take another moment to rest and recover a bit, then it was right back to the grind until Aes finally returned.

Spoiler

Cleansing Fire at whatever is safe for her, I'm not sure how Mage-Hunter works with rituals.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 18/88, Status = QUINTUPLETS, except not really anymore

Aescila: None bebbehz

Rolls?

Spoiler

Not really rolls, just number crunching. Mage Hunter doesn't help with rituals, it isn't someone casting a spell on her. It's her using a different sort of magic to do a thing.

Alex spends 40 of her 83 EP to burn out 40 Corruption.
Resistance: 38 vs 40, she takes 40 damage, leaving her at 40/80 HP and 43/88 EP. She waits a few minutes to recuperate, going up to 60/80 HP and 63/88 EP.
Uhhh, lets just assume she goes down to 30, her autopass threshold for the resistance check.
Alex spends 30 EP to burn out 30 Corruption, leaving her at 60/80 HP and 33/88 EP.
Alex spends 30 EP to burn out 30 Corruption, leaving her at 3/88 EP.
She takes a break to regain her stamina, bringing her back up to 33/88 EP.
She spends 30 EP to burn out 30 Corruption, leaving her at 3/88 EP.
She takes a break, going up to 18/88 EP.
Then it's up to you. She's burnt out 130 Corruption across the course of about an hour and a half, she can do the ritual again for up to 16 EP, or just save her energy and let the rest sit until she can burn out more of it later.

"Hmmmm...." Aes let her gaze drift back down to Alex staomach, that one finger remaining just over the half-dragon's navel for a moment. "Feels like... All goats. Guess I was too late... Mmmm, only one of them is a satyr, feels like... From our musician friend. Lucky him~ The rest are the goatier goats... All but one of them are Garruk's too. Guess he's as potent as he seemed! So... Five in total. I've got three myself, can't tell whose... And I don't know if I want to know." With the respective fertilizers of her eggs revealed, Alex hesitant acceptance of Aes' offer was complete, and the angel made to finish her preparations and take her leave.

Once alone, Alex settled into the all too familiar ritual that would cleanse some of the warping energy lacing itself through her soul. It required that Alex practically strain her own essence through the purifying flame, letting it threaten to ignite against her very core in a reaction that would prove as painful as if her own flesh had been burnt, which could also be a problem should she feed too much energy into the bit of white fire suspended between her upraised hands. It was a special sort of flame, like the dark flames of chaos that her ancient astral ancestor used to craft the temporary bodies they used when she called them to consume her foes, but also different. Where the dark dragon's flame was of chaos, of pure entropy that could only destroy on its own, the purifying flame was the other side of chaos; the portion that restored and rebuilt. It was the spark of life, the little fire that led the forest to restore itself after a wildfire left it as naught but a devastated wasteland, that warmed the body on a cold night or warmed the soul when one was reunited with one they loved alike. It could burn even her normally all but flame-proof skin, could burn demons or true dragons or even elementals of fire, but as she well knew it could also be used for less destructive ends, in this case as a purifying force.

The control of it was always the problem, for like any flame it would seek to spread, to consume all it would be allowed to. The first enacting of the ritual that day would prove as much, an amount of power that she could normally control to some degree fed into it but this time allowing it to burn out of her grasp. One moment it was fully in her grip, and the next it was spreading over her palms as a spark igniting across the surface of her very soul. For a moment Alex felt suspended between the state of placidity needed to control the magic she wielded and agony, but the next the pain overwhelmed, forcing her to concentrate harder to get the ritual fully under her control again. The magic hadn't failed, it had still purged her of some of the magic threatening to mutate her, but the pain had been uncomfortably disrupting and her palms were now pink from the heat. They would likely blister later, though that at least she could sooth away with a bit of more conventional magic.

The next hour passed with several somewhat less ambitious workings of the same magic, Alex taking brief breaks between them to recover her energies. Even with such breaks, however, they would dwindle significantly over time, leaving Alex ultimately all but spent. She could perform the ritual one last time if she so wished, allowing her to purify just a little bit more from her spirit, but it would leave her more or less completely drained for the rest of the day. It likely wouldn't matter, but if something came up and she needed her magic to fight it might be a liability to not have any.

Whether or not she bothered going through one last use of the ritual, Aes would be back after a grand total of about two and a half relatively quiet hours. Her Mate strode in with a flat look on her face, glanced around briefly and then moved to join Alex on the bed, sitting on the edge and leaning back with a sigh. Wordlessly, she handed the half-dragon a tiny vial of purple liquid she pulled from a pocket, another clenched between two of her fingers. With a flick of the stopper she uncorked her draught, and made to clink her glass against Alex's before downing the potion like a shot. If Alex did the same, she would feel it settle into her stomach like a bit of bad food, a minor initial discomfort quickly followed by a growing greater sense of physical unease that eventually leveled out, overstayed its welcome for a few minutes, and then ultimately faded away.

"The locals were pretty surprisingly informative," she announced, collecting Alex's bottle and tossing both off into a corner, where they landed with a gentle clattering noise but didn't break. "Seems like they've known this bunch were on their way for even longer than your big brother, and didn't do anything about it. That position, and I quote, "Isn't likely to change!" so we probably can't count on any faerie aid unless we're willing to pay extra high prices. They weren't exactly generous when I tried to barter for an apothecary either, I had to overpay quite a bit... Though luckily it was something I would have been fine with anyway," she explained, going into a high pitched nasely sort of voice when quoting whomever she'd spoken to.

Whatever questions that might spawn were answered in turn, Aes falling quiet so that Alex might speak, but later she would add; "The faeries were actually pretty surprising about old Akorvick. Guess he set someone on fire that he shouldn't have, someone who owed the local winter duchess some favors... Someone with wings like mine. She's been rather cross about it since, but hasn't done anything overt... Yet. She put a bit more emphasis on the "yet" than I think would have made me comfortable... If I cared about what happened to him anyway." A bit of icy edge slipped into Aes towards the end, but she blew out another soft sigh and it was gone when she continued; "The tomb he's guarding used to be a fortress, an orcish stronghold... That belonged to a clan that was wiped out for practicing black magic. Necromancy, to be specific. Their chieftain allegedly became a big enough threat to the region that Winter stepped in, though they were fuzzy on the details as to why, and a combined force ultimately wiped them out. The big cheese was powerful enough to rise again though, and after putting his raised army down again they sealed him up in there. People have been guarding it ever since, I'd guess to make sure no one gets in and accidentally lets out a megomaniacal greater daemon with a penchant for summoning armies of ghosts and walking corpses. Sounds like the sort of things the angels would be involved in to me, but I guess they have enough on their plate right now that they're content with it being left as someone else's problem."

 

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The count was... Uh... Well, it was a good thing she was getting a potion. With that many kids all growing at once Alex wasn't sure she wouldn't explode, either. And if she didn't she'd end up some bloated mess that would get stuck trying to simply get out of the door. Thank the gods for those potions...

But before that she had time to clear out at least a bit of her corruption. And to start things out she was a little too zealous. Her control over the flame was lost, and with it she felt sizzle and burn before the cleansing fire finally extinguished itself. She swore she could feel bits of her cooking, and she pointedly ignored any small wisps of smoke as well as any lingering scents wafting through the air. So she dialed the intensity back a bit, and following that she settled into a rather lengthy rhythm. Relax, recover, cleanse. Relax, recover, cleanse. By the time she was done she felt herself take a chunk out of the excess magics clinging to her spirit, and though she could put a little more effort and clear out a bit more her reserves were nearly spent. If she needed to flex her metaphysical muscle for any reason she needed at least some energy she could use...

But now that she was done Alex had nothing to do. Aes was still gathering their medicine and their intel, and everyone else was off resting in their own way. So why not do the same? The dragoness returned to the bed and lay down, and though she didn't outright sleep she did take the occasional catnap as her muscles tensed and relaxed after all the strain they'd gone through. A moment was taken to stretch out any rather persistent knots, but eventually that tension would ebb until she felt almost human. Eventually Aes returned, and with it she handed Alex a vial then proceeded to down her own like a shot. Alex joined her, the sensation that followed rather unsettling and growing even worse the longer it lingered, but once its work was complete it finally started to fade.

With one problem settled the half-dragon fell back and relaxed once more, her small clothes back in place since sitting around nude wasn't exactly her idea of a good time. Aes recounted what she'd learned, the knowledge that Winter itself was rather complacent with the orcish menace leaving Alex frowning at what she considered a sort of profound foolishness, but she didn't interrupt. What followed was an account of Akorvick and his troubles with Winter, or at least the duchess that oversaw the region, then a revelation over what he was guarding. Apparently a local orc warlord got it into his head to dabble in necromancy. Winter rose against them once, and then again when he proved skilled enough to return and rebuild his army from its own ashes. The fortress he governed became his grave, and the entire thing was sealed to prevent him from raising yet another undead army for whatever gods-forsaken reason necromancers always had. That tomb has since been guarded, and now it appeared to fall under Akorvick's responsibility.

So what could she do about all that? "A part of me wants to go into that tomb and incinerate the bastard that's inside. I've felt his power, and it's just wrong. And as far as I can tell it's the only reason people can't teleport out of here. Kill the necromancer then Therion could possibly reinforce us, Winter would probably assist out of duty, and we wouldn't have to worry about Ria and Akorvick butting heads after this whole mess is over. So it pisses me off that I can't. If that necromancer is a daemon then we'd need the Black Dragon to kill him, and then I'd be relatively useless when it came time to kill the dragons helping the orcs." Her frustration could be seen by the way her arms crossed just under her chest and her legs crossing over each other. It looked like she was trying to contain that anger with her own limbs, and with her tail twitching in irritation it looked like she was just barely keeping herself together.

But after a bit Alex simply let out a huff and stood. A stretch was given, a moment was taken to check on Anowyn, and then she started heading for the door. "But maybe we can do something about the battle." At that she carefully checked to see if Ria was up or not, and if not then she'd head back to our room. "I want to talk with Roko again. We never really did much with siege weapons in the Legion, but he may know how to use them. If he can then he'd be a major asset. You wanna come with me or stay here?"

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

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Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 18/88, Status = Tired

Aescila: Tired

Her Mate watched Alex twist herself into frustrated knots for a moment before simply moving behind her and beginning to massage the dragon's shoulders. She let Alex rant about what she'd like to do without interrupting, and when she'd finished Aes simply said; "Maybe it's for the best that the tomb remain closed. Without knowing exactly how powerful the daemon is, we could go into something that's way over our heads... And the consequences of that would be worse than anything we'll have to deal with if it's behind us. Besides, I doubt Winter would appreciate us breaking their seals and upsetting their comfy status quo even if we did manage to feed the necromancer to a dragon. They've made it clear that the only way they're getting involved in the war is if the orcs attack them, and that isn't likely to happen any time soon."

That much at least was true, if Alex's connections in Winter's opposite court were any indication. Allegedly the order had come down all the way from Mab herself; the faerie courts were not to involve themselves in a purely mortal conflict, and as the war itself was largely taking place in the portion of Donevrion falling under her domain anyone from the other courts wanting to argue the point would find themselves at an even more severe disadvantage than usual. There might be outliers among the supernatural crowd involved on either side, particularly Karthus who was reveling in the opportunity to feed on the violence into which he was summoned, but they were so few and far between that the angelic courts were of largely the same position. What was more, a decree had swept through the courts that anyone from foreign courts on winter lands found supporting either side wouldn't be getting back home. The threat was cryptic enough to avoid being overt and straightforward enough that it meant summoned faeries wouldn't be taking part in any major battles on behalf of the orcs or the assembled humans and elves.

As a distinct agent with only ties to Summer, Alex wouldn't have to worry about faerie hit squads coming for her if she fought in the battle here... Most likely anyway. Aes would find her hands more tied than Alex in the coming fight as well, lest she get into trouble with Dina's kindred or even lose her insight and the parts of her holding back the demonic instinct for cruelty that even she possessed to some degree.

She looked up at Alex curiously when the dragoness suddenly pulled away after making her announcement, and followed Alex with her eyes until she left the room and went out to Ria's room to find it currently vacant. Where the oni had gone, who could say, and when she returned to Aes the angel was sitting idly on the bed. Alex' suggestion had her hopping to her feet, "I'll come with, sure."

With that, once Alex was as dressed as she preferred, they would be free to depart from the inn - passing an innkeeper Dan who simply couldn't look at them and turned red upon seeing them out of the corner of his eye - and went off to visit Roko. The maimed man was to be found limping about outside of his home, doing what he could to see to his garden one handed, and didn't notice them until they were quite close unless Alex called out to him. He glanced up from his work, surprised, and grabbed a nearby cane to help himself up to a wobbly standing position and glanced past Alex at Aescila, looking somewhat uncertain. The dark angel smiled at him in turn, but her own gaze was also rather uncertain, and contrary to her normal actions Aes didn't put forth an immediate burst of bubbly friendliness.

"Uhhh... Hello again Alexandra, Aescila," He mumbled after a few moments of awkward silence, looking back towards Alex. "What can I do for you?"

'Merciful oblivion... It's so much worse than I'd thought it would be. He's a mess.' Her Mate's voice rang into Alex's mind crystal clear, but through the psychic connection she'd enacted for a private conversation she could feel her Mate's intense pity for the ruined man that Alex had once known.

 

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Her little peek into Dingroria's room revealed that the Oni was off doing gods knew what, and that left Alex with a bit of an issue. She solved it by getting that sling Ria had been using earlier and fastening it around her neck so the sleeping Anowyn would not be left alone while Alex and Aes wandered around town. Lords knew Dan was having a bit of an issue dealing with the child already...

And when the all came downstairs he was having a bit of a different issue. The innkeeper wouldn't look at them, his face turning a deep crimson the moment he noticed them out of the corner of his eye, and though Alex was blushing the moment she saw that hers wasn't quite as deep. She'd had time to sit and think about this while she'd been waiting for Aes to return, and she had to deal with a rather similar issue back at The Fool and the Pipe. Might as well deal with this right now, so she approached the man and cleared her throat. "I apologize for any... um... 'indiscretions' you may have overheard..." He'd probably seen the parade of faeries leaving the inn let alone heard the entire thing, so 'indiscretion' was putting it mildly. "My Mate and I got ourselves a little worked up... but I doubt we'll be doing anything that overt again. But, uh..." The embarrassed blush on her cheeks was starting to get a bit deeper by this point. "You may hear other things... We can be rather affectionate at times..." Affectionate? More like scandalous. But she needed to get that out into the open. She couldn't hide from him no matter how hard she wanted, and if he had any problems it was best to give him a chance to speak up instead of simply ignoring him. This was his property, after all.

Once that issue was cleared the couple and their child were free to run off and search for Roko. They found him easily enough when they stopped by his home, and though he struggled to do so he was maintaining his garden. Watching him move with obvious pain was hard, and Aes agreed. Thankfully the angel was keeping that to themselves over her mental link, and Alex smothered what pity she felt before it could show on her face. "Commander." She took the time to look the garden over, her gaze sweeping each plant before returning to Roko and giving him a bit of an inquisitive raise of the brow. She was silently asking if he wanted any help, and no matter how he answered she would accept it. "Well I had a bit of a strategy meeting with the town defenders a while back, and I've been thinking about it ever since. One thing the guard commander said made me wonder, so I've come to ask. Know anything about siege weaponry?"

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 18/88, Status = Tired

Aescila: Tired

Confronting Dan would only lead him to somehow manage to blush even deeper, the portly man's face turning even redder than his sparse stubble of hair. He couldn't quite look at Alex even when she tried to get what she and Aes were like out in the open between them, and after a moment of silence could only manage to mutter; "Uhhh.... R-right... Just, uhm... Try to... Keep things clean, y'know... Tidy." Aescila could barely keep her snickering quiet behind Alex, and it wouldn't be until they were approaching Roko and she caught sight of the maimed soldier that her Mate managed to sober up. Luckily, the sight of him would prove quite calming, albeit not in an entirely pleasant manner.

Roko's garden was an odd sort, comprising mainly of medicinal herbs and the like rather than the foodstuffs often grown by the people of small villages in Crolia. They were harder to care for and maintain, requiring a great deal more effort to keep healthy and weed free than the heartier potatoes and tubers and the like most people cultivated. She noticed a few species she recognized as common in Badaria, some of them even weeds back where she lived now, but even in the more temperate portions of Crolia it took a great deal of effort to keep them going. Alex couldn't help but notice that there were a few weeds looking like they didn't belong, and plants wilting or suffering from blights.

As she explained what she intended, however, Roko straightened visibly, his expression shifting from curious to serious. "Depends on the type. I don't know anything about those Southern contraptions besides to kill the men working them as fast as possible. I've worked scorpions before though, and been on crews of a few other machines. Trebuchetes, catapults, ballistae. Usual stuff. I can probably tell you where to hit them and the ranges of the usual sort, or teach a few able hands to work them if I've got the time," he replied stoically. The mention of Badarian cannons was likely due to the occasional appearance of them in orcish hands, which often proved unfortunate for any alliance defenders. Even warded stone could be battered down all too quickly by the explosive projectiles launched by such machines. Luckily, as far as they knew the brigade heading their way lacked such artillery.

 

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"That's what we need. Everard said he had four catapults, but he doesn't have anyone experienced enough to lead the teams manning them. If we could get someone to help then it would help our chances, especially since he said those things could reach the end of the valley." During that time she'd bent down to take a closer look at the weeds, but instead of doing anything about them she straightened and looked him fully in the eye. "That said I'm not too sure how closely the siege captain would need to work with the Crows." Anything was possible at this point, and if any of those mercs managed to recognize Roko then there was no telling what Turoc would do. Would he let things go and work with his former victim to ensure everyone's survival? Or would he take Roko once more and try to finish what he'd started? And would Roko be able to keep his cool once he realized his torturer was so near? Alex didn't have the answer to any of these, and she was watching her former commander to see just how he took everything that had been said.

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 18/88, Status = Tired

Aescila: Tired

Roko's demeanor shifted repeatedly as Alex explained the purpose of her question. The surge of hope was ill concealed when she mentioned that he might have a purpose in the upcoming battle, and a fairly valuable one at that. She could see it burgeoning behind the maimed warrior's eyes, see the sense of purpose he'd once possessed rising from its grave. Then, after she'd straightened, she watched it slink away, driven off by fear and unease that were concealed only a little bit better. It was hard to hide such emotions from one such as she, who had known him well, and he evidently hadn't had much practice hiding his feelings of late.

"I can do it," Roko said quickly and with forced bravado, having obviously spoken before his brain could fully work out what he might be agreeing to. "The mercenaries won't be a problem... It was war. So long as they don't start anything, I won't bother them," he added quickly. "I'll go and see Everard now... Not making much headway right now anyway. Do you have any idea where he might be right now?"

 

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Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

The play of emotions he tried to hide was much of what she expected, but most important was that hope she caught. That sense of purpose. Of all the things Roko needed that was most likely the greatest, and as it hit him she felt like she saw the man he was stirring to life once more. Fear and doubt rose to chase off that hope, but a part of Alex knew they wouldn't succeed. Roko was never a man to simply give in, not when he had a job to do, and even if it felt like an eternity since he'd last had something meaningful in his life she had a feeling he wouldn't give up on it, not without a fight.

"When our meeting broke he said he would start preparing the militia. We decided on a hit and run ambush once the orcs finally hit the valley, but I'll let him go into details with that. But that was a while ago, and Aes and I have been a little... preoccupied..." And thus the blushing dragon returns.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Vengeance or Reconciliation? (Termite)

Spoiler

Alexandra Alistar: HP = 80, PP = 64, EP = 18/88, Status = Tired

Aescila: Tired

"He's probably still somewhere in the mustering fields then," Roko replied absentmindedly, missing the blush momentarily. "Militia are inept, here as much as anywhere. I'll go find him there." He did a double take as he caught her meaning and the flush on her face... And the snicker Aes had begun to make as his obliviousness continued. "Uhhh.... Right," He muttered absent-mindedly, though without quite meeting Alex's eye. He instead settled on glancing at Anowyn, who was sleeping, and then letting his eyes go unfocused. "Preoccupied.... Well, not like I can... Blame you. I'll just... Uhhh... Go and see Everard, thanks for telling me about this. It's good to feel useful around here for once!"

Try as he might to make his final statement seem flippant, Roko couldn't match his old tone anymore. There was something too genuine about it. He moved to limp off without another word, leaving Alex to try and stop him if she wished, follow him, or do whatever else she might think to do to prepare for the upcoming effort to knock the teeth out of the upcoming orcish invading force.