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Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

There were things he remembered. Vritra. The old wizard with the black beard and wide green eyes and butcher's forearms. He'd said there'd be answers when he returned to Niderna with that head in tow. And Darius went, not sure what else he could do. He'd expected some bug eyed old man with a robe to provide those answers. Not the fucking Queen. And not with such a calm, smug tone, as if she'd expected something like this and dealt with it as part of her daily routine. He wasn't sure whether he'd been dead, or whether it had been a paradise or a hell or anything else. It wasn't nothing. Darius searched his mind - it was like a faintly remembered dream, where he ran and ran, fleeing from something, but not knowing exactly what he was running from. Just that he couldn't be where he was. And in some ways, it felt like he was still dreaming. Persia was looking directly into his eyes, close enough to smell honey and cinnamon on her breath if she spoke, close enough to taste if his tongue dared to do it. He tightened his jaw and put a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back to arm's length. What's fucking possessed you? Are you insane? He looked around frantically. The chapel was empty right now, and the king trusted him implicitly - but being seen like that would surely damage that trust. He doubted it would be believed, but even the rumor... and yet. Fuck. Again he was happy for the armor, otherwise his already throbbing cock would be plain as daylight. But he did know. She knew something of what was going on. The truth above the bold story he'd ridden in with. How else would she have traced that exact symbol? He needed to ask better questions. Or be better at asking them. He didn't want to have some lengthy battle of wits with this woman, that much was certain. He grabbed her by the shoulder and took a step forward, driving her back into the alter. I'm not going to answer questions here. You are. He leaned down into her face, his eyes narrowing. What's your allegiance with that man, and what does he want? It certainly wasn't anything as simple as national glory, that was certain. And even though he'd thought about it, it couldn't be something as simple as starting a war. That seemed like it was overdue to happen no matter what he did. He might have been one of the country's most renowned warriors, but... A soldier can't be worth so much. Something like this couldn't come cheaply.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

Persia found herself pouting as Darius resisted her. Had she misread his gazes, misunderstood the silent desire the passed between them? Was he too loyal to her husband to take what he wanted? What was being offered to him? But the grip on her shoulder spoke volumes, spoke to his lust, to his diminishing self control. It wouldnt take much more for it to break completely, and the knowledge transformed her pout into a smirk. He was my tutor, when I was a girl, she started, deliberately obfuscating his role. Still, it would be clear to Darius, given what he experienced. He taught me what was needed to restore Niderna to prominence once more. True greatness, not the squabbling and survive we have had to make do with here. Thats all we want, Darius, the same as anyone else. A return to what made us an empire. She squirmed and slithered beneath his grasp, tempting him with one treason as she spoke of others. You cant see it, can you? How you are a symbol, for our people. A symbol of hope and strength, a monument to what we once were. What we can become again. You will lead us to glory, because I am behind you now. And you will champion our cause, and through you, I will possess everything deserving of my birthright. If not? Well, perhaps I mention to an inquisitor just how miraculous your survival truly was. Let you explain to them why a forbidden symbol is carved into your chest. Any accusation you try to make against me will only seal your fate. The beloved, pious queen? Leaning back, against the altar, her body and all its charms were on display for him, and invitation and a threat. What would happened to you now, if I screamed for the guards, and they found you like this? If I wept about you tried to force yourself upon me?
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

After how many nights she had spent with Cirren, dreaming of Darius, she found it odd that she was thinking Cirren, while kissing Darius. Thinking about how her husband never kissed her like this, pressing her body down with all his weight and strength, drinking her moans as if he were a parched man, and she were a spring. It was all very routine with Cirren, polite. As if they never grew past that first night, when she cried and bled. There was no such history with Darius, nothing but the now. Now that was filled with him, his hands, rough from years of fight, craving her curves. Now that was filled with his body, firm and strong and in stark contrast to hers. Now that was filled with heavy metal armor, armor that was chill against her feverish skin, armor that was getting in the way. So deft fingers worked at the buckles, unlacing the laces, loosening it enough it was be peeled from his skin. It clattered on the stone floor beneath them, obscenely loud that for a moment she was sure someone would come in. Find them like this, impossible for either of them to explain. Let them , she decided, lust more important that discretion right now. There was no stopping, they were both too far gone. Theyd both hang at this point. May as well go all the way. Commit a crime worth dying for. At least, that was her reasoning as she unbuckled his trousers, soft, slender hand slipping into his pants to find his manhood. It seemed meet her, throbbing right into her palm. Stroking him would never do, would never be enough, a twitch of his cock making her mouth water. One hand held him in place, as she shifted, half sitting on the altar. Her other hand bunched up her dress, pulling the skirt up enough to invite him within. Her legs tightened, not giving him a chance to change his mind or come to his senses, not allowing him anything but the felt of her cunt swallowing him. A shudder gasp filling her throat and flowing from her lips, finding him so hard and thick within her. She let herself fall against the altar, let herself be filled by him, let his strokes push everything else from her mind. After a moment She pushed herself back up, needing his mouth on hers to muffle her cries of pleasure. And when that was not enough, she turned to biting him, any outlet she could find from the passion of their union. Youve been to heaven, she teased, teeth sharp on the lobe of his ear, How do I compare?
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

I'm not saying this in the moment, he said, cringing and chuckling to himself at the same time as he imagine the sheer volume of the detail he was leaving out here. You're so much better. He pulled her away from the alter and held her close, both his arms wrapped around her back, fingertips digging into skin, rolling his hips and letting them do the work. He felt insane - past insane. It was the bravest and stupidest and greatest thing he'd ever done, fucking Queen Persia bareback on her own alter. The paranoid part of his mind imagined being caught, and then imagined how many people it would take to pry him away from her in this moment. His cock throbbed twice inside her, like her insides spreading so easily to take him in wasn't enough, and he wanted more, deeper. He wasn't going to stop now. It was almost a humiliation for a man to enjoy a woman this much. But he did. He put her back down on the alter, his cock slipping out with the movement. He panted, feeling a shudder going up his back, like physical revulsion at being denied for a second. He slapped his hands around her hips, alarmed for a moment with how loud he was being. Was he being loud? Or had the last few seconds made them unnaturally quiet? If there was going to be any turning around, it would be... He looked down. His tip was already nudging against her entrance. They just looked and felt... right. Like they belonged together. He licked his lips and locked eyes with her, slowly pushing forward, watching the expressions on her face start to change, and feeling his own change too.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

Persia watched him, gazing down the length of her body, to the point where they were joined. She couldnt see it, not the way he could, just his cock, glistening with her dew. And then her lips were parting, as he parted her lips, eyes rolling back as pleasure consumed her, and she consumed him. Darius, She moaned, his name a hushed cry. A strangled moan, torn between the need to be discreet, and the need to express how fucking good everything felt. How good everything he did felt, because it was him. No longer a fantasy, no longer just in her mind. It could have been bad, had he been bad, ruined her dreams of him, ruined everything she clung so tightly to since becoming Queen. Perhaps it was worse, that he wasnt bad, because now thats she had him, how could she deny herself? How could she go back to Cirren, after having Darius inside her? How could she so back to mediocre, after having paradise? Fingers hooked into his shirt, the clothes he had kept on, because completely disrobing was as unnecessary as it was time consuming. Anything that wasted time that could have been spent riding his cock was a travesty, a sin. So he kept his shirt, used now to pull him down atop her, close enough she could taste his sweat and his breath. Close enough she could feel his stubble. Her tongue fucked his mouth in time with his strokes into her. Hardly letting him pull away as she moaned into his mouth. Using him to quiet her euphoric cries, as bliss edged closer and closer. From this angle his thrust grazed her clit, throbbing and needy, and the friction was maddening. Knuckles turned white as she held him close, silken muscles rippling and fluttering along his shaft. When the urge to scream became too powerful she broke the seal of their lips, biting his throat with desperate need. Leaving an angry purple mark in her wake. You shouldnt not inside, she moaned into his ear, not entirely convincing. Let mefucklet me swallow it She half hoped hed ignore her, hold her down and force her to accept his seed, pump her body full of his desire. Her body hungered for him, while her mind was only distantly concerned with the consequences.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

In that moment, it was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard. Do you think, he said slowly, pressing his forehead against hers, that I did all this so that I could come in your fucking mouth? Of course, he understood that as bad as this was, what he was about to do was even worse. He remembered growing up and reading histories, rolling his eyes and pondering how this or that problem could be controlled if a man had just exercised some self control around a woman. But now that it was his self control around this woman, there wasn't any chance. He'd been thinking about this for too long, and the thought of dribbling one out on her tongue and scrambling away was just impossible. Did she really think she could tease him like this and then STOP him on her terms, dictate the outcome on her whims? He pulled out of her and spun her around by the shoulder, bending her over the alter, gripping her back of her neck with his hand and squeezing, just enough to hurt, just enough for her to know that he could tear her to pieces, hurt her beyond any limit she had if he only felt like it in some passing moment, just enough to freeze her in place while he drove into her pussy from behind. WHEN I come, I'm going to come... He took his free hand and grabbed her by the shoulder and slowly rolled his hand upwards, working his hand through her hair. Curling his fingers around her shoulders and collar, taking a long, slow, generous squeeze of her tits that seemed to ignore any possible concerns of time. His hands slid down her sides, as if any part of her body could be a target for his load. Finally, he leaned forward, his chest pressing into her back, His cock rocking forward inside her, enjoying the feeling of her soft body giving away under his hardness, inside and outside of her.No matter what she said, she was squeezing him, clinging to him, as if her body was begging him not to leave. He pushed his hips forward, imagined himself touching her in depths of her body that nobody had ever touched. He flexed his cock once, standing firm inside her as he drove into her hilt. Here. There. There, as close to her as he possibly could. He picked up speed once his declaration had been made, huffing out short breaths through his nose, his body screaming with pleasure. Do you understand that? He gave her neck another, lighter squeeze this time. He couldn't see her face, but he could see her body and the alter beneath him. Yes or no?
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

Yesyes, She sighed, not sure if she was signaling her understanding or her consent. Not sure if she was agreeing with him or begging for it. Every slam into her far wall had her tensing, gripping him like a fist with velvet folds. It was a fierce fucking, not the kind a queen was accustom to receiving. Not the kind anyone but filthiest whores were accustom to. It was madness for him to treat her like this, madness for her to let him, madness for her to want it. But he was, and she did like it and want more. So she fucked back against him, meeting where she could, as difficult as that was in her position. Because she knew she could never get enough of him, even as he sheathed himself inside her. She knew this would never be the end of it, that there was no going back. Even if she had convinced him to let her swallow, it would be harder next time and the next. He wasnt going to stop, they werent going to stop. If they conceived, shed have to pass it off as Cirrens, regardless of questions. Hells, she had been perfectly loyal to this day, in body if not in mind, and her opponents at court still questioned Mitras paternity. Thered always be questions, because she was a woman, and she couldnt be trusted. All that mattered was that Cirren trusted her, and Darius, and hed never question it. Not as long as she made sure to sleep with him as well. Darius she whispered, the word made harsh by his pounding strokes and tight grip and her desperate need, Fill me, with your seed. I dont even care, I just want it.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

He licked his lips and tried to stave off a satisfied growl as his hips crashed into hers from behind. He already knew what she would say. There was no way that two people could be this close and this connected with each other's bodies without knowing, on some level, what they wanted. He held still for a moment, watching her try to write backwards against him. It wasn't just her cunt clinging to him, it seemed to be every inch of her, on fire in a way he never would have imagined. He firmly slapped himself forward once, just enough to push her forward a little on the alter, before changing his approach entirely, leaning over her back and kissing her. That's what I want too, he whispered. He drew his hips back, stirring himself inside of her while he stroked her hair, savoring the way even their smells melded together. The idea of a pregnancy was far from his mind. Present, but far. He needed this moment to be full, to be complete. He felt the heavy vein on the underside of his cock bulge and contract, his balls seemed to tighten and tingle. He was almost there. I'm about to, he gasped, starting to gather his speed again, fill you up. All the way.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

Cirren never took her like this. Even though it would be easier for her to pretend it was Darius if they had. Even if it would be easier for them to copulate, if he didnt have to look into her eyes and remember previous times. Even though this was the perfect position to illustration the lack of intimacy in their relationship. Despite what she might have thought, however, there was intimacy in this position. Intimate as Darius pressed his back against hers and his lips against her neck, whispering his intentions to her. She could feel his heartbest through his chest and her back, feel his lungs dragging air into them. Feel the trembling of his legs as his body reinforced what his words told her. He wouldnt last much longer. Dragging this out any further was dangerous. A single passerby could bring everything down. A cry could draw attention. But it wasnt safety which had her begging for his release. Wasnt because she wanted this to be over, so they could kept their secret. Because she didnt want this to be over, she never wanted this to be over. She wanted to fuck him in the bed she shared with Cirren, and anywhere else that might be sacred to him. She wanted his seed inside her, to warm her body and her heart until they could next be together. She wanted to feel it inside her, filling her, making her whole, completing her. Dariusfuck Darius, fucking flood me with your passion, your desire.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

He smashed into her and groaned - he should have been in a rush. Obviously. But he wanted to do this, have this, be part of this, either completely or not at all. Who knew if this would never happen again? All he had was this feeling, spreading in his legs, sending shivers in every corner of his - FUCK! It was only a whisper, but it sounded louder, felt louder. He felt her shaking around him and he was got on his toes and buried himself as hard as he could into the writing woman, sending rope after rope directly inside her, so hard that he felt the tip of his cock stinging as he came inside her. He leaned into her neck and kissed her, still thrusting inside her, shoving her walls aside and letting his breath quicken. He sighed and pulled himself out with a groan, sending a thick blob of cum - his and hers intertwined, it looked like - dripping down onto the alter. He grimaced at the thought of cleaning that up... or worse, someone coming across it. Not that his cum had some special property that would be traced back to him, but... Suddenly the stress and shame of the situation washed over him like a high sudden tide. Find, he was willing to die in order to cum inside Persia. But he wasn't willing to die on his back catching his breath with his cock flagging between his legs. He grabbed his pants and put them back on, then his shirt. Get presentable as soon as possible. The armor, well... he supposed a story could be concocted if they were found in that exact moment. He sighed and sat with his legs folded under him, his hand brushing against her calf, squeezing it, rolling it under his thumb. Like it would help him remember this was real. I don't want to sound strange, he whispered. But that was... fucking incredible, wasn't it? It wasn't just me? It wasn't what he was supposed to say. Rushing out, promising to never speak of it again or something. But it was a time to think of the god, wasn't it? God, that was a mindblowing fuck... technically applied, right? He looked up at her and grinned for just a second before looking back down at the open air.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

Simultaneously, she hoped and feared he would never stop. That this moment would never stop. The feeling of him inside her, filling her, flooding her, overflowing within her would never end. Almost immediately, there was a feeling of loss, as he slipped out of her. A necessary action, to preserve their lives, if such a thing were even possible at this point. A necessary evil, when all she wanted now was the warmth of his touch and embrace, the feel of his body against hers and the beating of his heart in his chest. A beating that had been stilled, and awoken again. He had seen death, clasped it within his hands, and still returned. Returned to her, beyond everything. That alone should have been enough to prove the power of magic, to prove how vital it was. Magic was who they were, as a people, it was their glory and their greatness. Soon, soon it would be all out, in the open, and Niderna would be strong again. It was only you, She breathed, smirking at him as his expression turned. She let him hold that face a moment before laughing, trailing fingers down his arm. Only you have ever made me feel like that. Made me want to die the most beautiful death. Something worth dying for, to make living seem alluring. Fixing her dress as she spoke, hiding the curves and the flesh from his eyes, where theyd only live on in his memory. For now, atleast. Was this worse perhaps? Knowing Darius was as good no, better. Better than even her fantasies had suggested. Knowing shed had to bed Cirren, tonight, to pay for the sin of bedding Darius. A proper penance for pleasure. Now all she could think of was when they would next have each other. When she would next feel him, inside, devouring her in a kiss as her body devoured his passion? How long would she have to subside on this memory? She moved beside him, on her knees. A position of praise and abasement before something greater than themselves. An empty gesture, in her mind at least, unsure about his, but it didnt matter. It was an excuse to be close to him, an excuse to hold his hand, to breathe in his scent until it was imprinted upon her memories. Father, we offer worship of your wisdom and thanks of your bounty. Glory to the father, who blesses Niderna with prominence. May you see fit to raise your favored sons and daughter even higher, so may bring more devoted to adulate your glory. The words hallow, spoke out of rote, given depth by the elation that still coursed through her veins and flushed her skin.
Thread: A Pillar of Serpents [ft. xanaphia & november]

I've got something very important that needs doing, Cirren said brightly, and it needs the two of you. It had only been a few hours since his return. Outside of a promise to find another occasion to sleep together again - the Queen had almost begged for that promise, and the memory shocked him - they'd gone their separate ways within minutes of fucking in the chapel. And now this was happening, and it was too weird to be a concidence. He struggled not to make eye contact with Persia, because he was worried he'd give everything away. Did Cirren find out this quickly and develop some plan to get rid of both of them. Or maybe he was getting rid of them for another reason. You don't want us to be around for the council meetings, Darius said with a sigh. You are going to work out some deal - I couldn't possibly - Work out some deal with the other families without us arguing about it. Cirren leaned back in his chair and gave this smug smile, like it was the smartest thing he'd ever done, and it was all Darius could do to keep a straight face. His cock was still fucking sticky from what he'd done to his wife. Have you been to Bull's March? Little village a couple days from town. I'd like the two of you to go there on a relief mission and give alms. Most people had been to Bull's March, if riding through on the way to the front was considered going. Darius crossed his arms and sulked. Because my being here is such a miracle. Cirren shrugged. That's it exactly. And of course, it's good for a woman to be seen doing good deeds of that sort, I suppose. Darius sighed, and NOW he was looking at the queen and sighing. Well, you're in charge, Cirren. That I am.