Thread: Here Lies The Abyss - DA:I [ Trinimad x Mountain Zaki ]

This had to be a Desire demon. Leliana had been trained to fight against all kinds of demons, but the Chantry mothers had always warned her that the Desire ones would be one of the strongest if most subtle by enticing peoples most basic instincts, they were tapping into something primal and inherent in everyone. Thus, they were powerful, and for now, she simply did not have the energy to resist how the Revenants hands crept up her body, touching her in ways that would put any ordinary man to shame. In a different situation, in a different world, she would have enjoyed it wholly to be teased and played with this way. Instead, the Nightingale hissed, arching against the magical bonds that immobilized her. If possible, she would have kicked the demonic creature, using any resources she had to even momentarily it. But it was all impossible, not when she just felt so Tired, so much more willing to just give in. Already, her body was reacting to it, and even as her mind attempted to fight, a shudder already ran through her spine at how the unnaturally long tongue pressed against her skin and then against Lelianas gasping mouth flashes of how sensual this would be otherwise, put in a more romantic scenario without such a craven audience watching. She was a Chantry sister, and by such, was expected to lead a fairly chaste life. But this, this was something that any woman would want the attention, the desire that was now coursing through her veins as she was released and the Revenant drew away. Leliana could only catch herself by her hands and knees, panting out of both the mental exhaustion and now the addelement of lust that was warming her body - priming her for it. She hated it, hated every bit of this, but at the same time, there was now that insistent want to be with it, one that began to make her wet between her legs. So it only seemed natural, and even more so when the Revenant ordered her to undress. How could she resist when she already felt so warm, so overdressed? It felt like she was in some sort of stupor as the former Spymaster slowly climbed back to her feet, and with her piercing grey eyes glaring hatefully at it, her hood was lowered first. And then, it was loosened, dropping to the ground as her leather gloves and armored boots followed. It was as if her actions didnt feel like her own, drowning in a haze of desire just to be filled. Maybe Maybe the creature in front of her was not so terrible if it would promise pleasure for her in the end. The prayers began to flee her mind then as each article of her armor fell to the ground like her disappearing resolve. The chainmail first, then the simple leather armor underneath was unfastened, until all that was left was her modest undergarments. This was also vehemently discarded, though now perhaps not with so much venomous disdain for the Revenant as she was finally naked, her lean but shapely figure still well-maintained into her age and stress now. Boldly, Leliana began to step towards the demon with a tightened expression, one that locking the mental battle going on in her own mind, though seemingly unwavering in her confidence as she hissed out to it, If you thought that would break me and force me to reconsider my faith, demon, you are sorely mistaken. I will never bend to the likes of your scum.