Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

Frustrated, as he once again denied her plea, Eliana balled her fists up in a rage. Had she not all but begged him? Was he really going to force her to agree to his ridiculous proposal before he released her from this molestation? If she'd thought it would get her anywhere, she would have punched something. She chanced an angry glare towards him as he spoke of his most loyal concubine. Her hazel eyes locked on the girl as she pleasured the lord and an involuntary shudder moved through her. The sight both beguiled and appalled her. The girl seemed to move with practiced ease as she rose and fell over the king's manhood. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself, anyway. Thats a nice story. I-I'm sure she has a lovely life here, she seethed, trying to keep her voice steady. It was becoming increasingly difficult to string words together. But this has nothing to do with me! How anyone could submit to living as the king's whore, she could not fathom. The princess could only conclude that it was because the girl knew no better. Perhaps life in the harem was lavish as compared to the girl Clara's most likely low and pitiable existence before. To a princess of noble upbringing, however, Eliana could see no advantage. There were...curiosities of course, intrigues of the flesh that were plaguing her now, but could she really give up her home and dignity for that? Hnn...you... she groaned, trying to speak again. The words caught in her throat as the striped girl pressed against her. Something seemed to be building inside her. A restlessness that threatened to explode. W-war? You... you wouldn't... Of course men had said similar things to her. The true Jewel of the Mountains, they had called her. A treasure worth dying for, some had said. They had just been pretty words, though. Only meant to flatter and persuade. The Desert Lord seemed the first prepared to follow through on such a threat. Her heart hammered in her chest and she couldn't decide if she was excited or terrified at the prospect. She studied him for a moment, as he seemed lost in a pleasurable moment and wondered briefly what sort of man was he really. Before she could think of what to say, the neko girl was kissing her again. Her hot tongue probed her mouth, both delighting and suffocating her. The attentions of the striped girl were driving her insane with sensations she had never felt before. It made her want to scream or kick or something to release the tension that was building. She needed air. The world seemed to be spinning out of control. Unable to stand it, she jerked her face away from the cat girl, gasping for breath and trembling for reasons she did not quite understand. You're mad! she finally cried out, her voice choked. You're all mad! And...and...by the gods, what are you d-doing to me....? She arched her back and dug her fingers into the silky cushions beneath her. Her milky skin glistened with perspiration and she trembled with the climax that was just out of reach. A lusty groan escaped her lips, the voice of wanting something that she could not name. Ugh. This is a patchy mess and I may clean it up a bit more but here we go