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Thread: Luxurious Lifestyle [ Bear & Protagonist ]

Rock may have been raised in captivity, but he was still a wild beast. And wild beasts only knew two thinks, hunting and mating. It was in their DNA. A dormant part of them waiting to be released. Some had this part of them suppressed due to clipping, but Rock was not clipped. Rock was full primal male. And in that moment as Alexis raised him up and looked into his eyes, she was his mate. Rock's alpha instincts were growing with her there. Most would consider this a very dangerous situation for a human. A beast like him at full arousal could be incredibly unpredictable and unstable. And humans were not built to mate with an animal like Rock. He was much larger and more powerful than any human male. But to Rock she was in heat. She needed a male. In nature the alpha male would breed all females in heat. Makes competed for the right to mate the females. But there was no worthy male in this pack. Nobody to challenge Rock. He knew it. Which meant the female was his to mate. Looking down into her eyes he heard her speak, but he didn't have to understand the words to know what she wanted. The wolf released a deep, dominant, lustful growl as he towered over her, as if telling her to present herself for mating like a true bitch in heat.
Thread: Luxurious Lifestyle [ Bear & Protagonist ]

Rock didn't have to speak for her to understand him, didn't have to seduce for her to want him. It was something so mutual between them that she couldn't have resisted the impulse if she tried. His growl made a low shudder to through her body - a thrill of excitement. She reached her hands between them, letting her fingers wrap about his cock and stroke him slowly. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her. But not like this. Alexis was a bitch in heat but she was by no means a dog. No, he would not have her in the way an animal would. She moved away from him, stepping backwards towards the bedroom. She left the water running as she turned her back on him, letting go of his throbbing member. Come, She beckoned, letting him know that she was not turning him down. Instead, she lead the way to her bed, the empty thing that had once been the setting for many passionate nights. Those nights were memories lost to the sheets, but she had new ones to make now. Alexis felt the excitement of new passion in her belly as she laid out across the bed, her legs spread to him and eyes demanding.
Thread: Sibling Love (+ dando20)

At twenty three years old, Alison felt like she should have been much farther in life that she currently was. Sure, she'd manage to graduate from school, but her degree wasn't getting her anywhere. Sure, she'd been in the same relationship since she was seventeen, but now she was pulling her beat up Honda Civic up in to the parking lot of her brother's apartment building with tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She put the red vehicle in to park and grabbed her bag from the back seat, flinging it over her shoulder. She had to walk around the building to reach the front door, where she immediately dialed the buzz code to Dane's apartment. They'd been close all of their life and that hadn't faded as they had grown in to adults. She relied on him so much, and she was praying that he would be home right now and not at work. With Nick having just left her life... Well, Ali needed the comfort of her brother. Come on Dane, lemme in... Ali ran one hand through her long brown hair as she waited for him to answer.
Thread: Sibling Love (+ dando20)

Dane was watching some Robot Chicken, trying to enjoy some laughs after a tough day at work. Though he didn't get much chuckles this time around. It wasn't long ago his twin sister, Ali, graduated from school, meaning that they would be farther apart than before. He never liked that. It was embarrassing to admit but he had very close feelings for his sister. Even when he was dating, all he could think of was being close to Ali all the time. Even though that felt childish, the kind of closeness Dane wanted was almost of a...perverted nature. But Dane respected Ali's decision to be apart, feeling that their parents would be too suspicious. Even when they were kids, it was rare to see the two apart. Their parents didn't like it, so they tried to have them be independent...and so they were, even though Dane didn't like it. But he tries to live a normal life, keeping himself busy with work as a advertisement specialist. He figured today was just a regular day..until he heard the door buzzing. Dane walked up to the door, not sure who would be here. There was no one he was expecting today. He opened the door and couldn't believe his eyes. His sister right in front of him...and in tears. Ali?...It's you!...W..What's wrong? Dane said with concern, seeing the tears in her eyes.
Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

Kal-ith had acquired many titles in his long and full life. None really fit his current state of being however. He was no king, nor conqueror, no great philosopher or some other claim to greatness. No, he need a new title. One that could truly explain such magnitudes, for he had truly transcended all of his old names and assignments. Kal-ith, the bookwyrm. Yes, that described his situation completely. The magnificent silver dragon shuffled on the spot, arranging himself once more into his bed of cushions as he flicked over the page of one of his many great tomes. There, he waited, and read. In fact, that was what he had been doing for two years. Each week, he would take a break. The dragon rising to arrange his pillows, have a meal, wash and buff his scales, then return to his library. Every week on the exact hour, like clockwork. In fact, the great dragon was unsure as to quite how long he had been reading. It had made for a brilliant way to get out of bed, for Kal-ith had been asleep for about four hundred years. Once again, the dragon was forced into hibernation to regain his strength, sheltering in his lair while the world changed and warped around him. Many adventurers, thieves and slayers had sought to steal from him, or do him harm. None had made it out of his mountain alive. Kal-ith had prepared a labyrinth of traps and defences, an impenetrable gauntlet. Thus, he had slept, undisturbed for four hundred years. Now however, the dragon had awoken. He appreciated company, and a deadly maze was hardly the best way to secure such things. He had demolished the labyrinth and reforged it into his new home using magic that he had spent centuries mastering. The great maw of a cave now led down, deep into the mountain, to a pair of small ornate double doors, both of which were unlocked. Of course, he had set up an alarm system to warn him in the event he did have company, and the door would shut soon after a small group had entered. Mortals had a tendency to run away from dragons after all, and Kal-ith hardly wanted that. The doors lead into his massive entrance hall, decorated like a palace with bright torches and ornate walls and floors, leading deeper inside the mountain. Kal-ith had crafted a lair befitting a mighty time dragon. He had waited for two years, and none had come. Stories of the treasures within the mountain were common place, but so were the legends of mighty heroes who had vanished in its depths. Still, Kal-ith was starting to become somewhat lonely. He had a palace, wealth and power, and nobody to share that with. It was a rather lonely awaking. Still, someone was soon to come and visit. Right?
Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

The sound one had assumed he had heard disappeared from his mind, decided that if there was some dragon, they'd certainly hear it. . Right? Right, yeah. Quite frankly if they realized these stories had been about some lonely, book reading dragon, this would have already played out differently from the start. Though that was the thing with hunting creatures of myths, the earlier portion of them not believing there was a dragon in the first place. Plenty of cities had been brought up with tales like these, to strike fear into young children or offer a town's more sick intentions with getting rid of insubordinate women at the hands of a 'dragon'. The day and age had left plenty of people coming up with clever tales to explain underlying intentions, to disregard the fact that in this part of the world, apparently dragons were not anything to be fearful of anymore. The time he had spent in the cave had left the time for humans to start taking their stand against other creatures, fighting back so to speak and showing they were not some weak strain of race. Unfortunately, the impending war didn't necessarily do them any good, as it was a war between themselves. Ignorance. It was only nature, as it was something that could occur between all races, whether they were human or not. Creatures grew unfond and jealous of what another had, it was bound to happen. Thus there were many groups that had branched off on their own, no true calling and certainly not concerned for the war, only what they could get and survive from during the time prior. The body of the limp woman occasionally being shifted, only once being moved to a different portion of her body, grip tightening just in time for the torches to give out. The gust of wind that had taken them out forcing out their own as well, an annoyed sigh emerged from the man leading the group, turning around as he murmured 'Stop'. This better be worth it. Between the doors shutting behind them, they better find enough treasure to get them as far away from this cave as possible without necessarily needing to have too many casualties. In this case, Nonna was the only casualty they were willing to part with. Again though, something in the air felt odd, stiff for a moment as they took quieter, cautious steps throughout the dwelling of this so called dragon until they came to a stop. There had been a shuffling sound, one of the group thankfully able to start a spark and light their torch, the rumble of heavy footsteps only heard after their moment of confusion. However, with the flame lit and illuminating the vision of silver caused all of them to take a step back, Nonna's body almost being dropped. Holy shit.
Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

Holy shit, indeed. Suddenly finding oneself in front of a dragon would be un-nerving for anyone. Especially when they were in his lair. Kal-ith had confronted many a brave soul in his time, though he doubted any were in front of him. Foolish? Perhaps. Though in truth, many times he had found bravery and foolishness were one in the same. Still, there was something about one of the members of the group that he couldn't quite put a taloned finger on. He was a time dragon, and as such, had some degree of control over time itself. Time dragons could see, and even manipulate time to their will if they so chose to and often had a sixth sense for destiny. It was that sense that was triggering now as he observed the group quietly. Indeed, one of them had a touch of destiny about them, a thread of fate that ran parallel with his own. It had been a long time since he had seen such a thing, and he was intrigued. The mighty dragon cast a spell to illuminate a few of the torches. Not all of them, but just enough to reveal himself properly and provide the group with some proper light to see by. He'd had his fun after all, Kal-ith supposed he should at least allow them to see. Still, their reaction had amused him and he chuckled at their expense, almost coughing slightly having not used his voice in a long time. Yes, that was it. The girl. The woman they were carrying, unconscious. It was her. Wait... they were carrying an unconscious woman? He peered at the man who had almost dropped her as a result of his appearance. Indeed they were, that wasn't something one saw every day. Why they were doing that escaped him. Perhaps there was more to this group than he thought. Greetings, he began, leaning down slightly to talk to them and maintaining a polite and calm tone of voice. I am afraid, I was not expecting guests. He gave the group a toothy grin, showing off his ranks of razor sharp teeth. Who are you people, why are you in my lair? he demanded, a little forcefully this time, dropping his polite demeanour for the moment.
Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

While the dragon was busy feeling destiny the rest of this group definitely did not feel the same way. Each of them had a different expression of surprise on their face, oddly enough it wasn't fear as if this dragon had nasty intentions, it probably would have occurred already. They had heard stories, plenty of times, about dragons and how they weren't necessarily the friendly sort of creatures, and though their trust in this one didn't fluctuate just because he hadn't fried them to a crisp yet, there still seemed to be something docile about him. Or maybe he realized there was a woman present and he was trying to be polite. It was unfortunate really, because with his face being so close to her firm rear, the man carrying her was just about to ask if they should use this situation to their advantage, having eyed her up on more than one occasion only to now be confronted with a moment ruining dragon. Just their luck really. It had taken each of them a moment to become adjusted, adjusted out of their haze of actually seeing a dragon, it was a wonder and another moment of being thankful they hadn't been eaten before the man with the torch and the black eye faintly shook his head. Ah, right. . Negotiations , so to speak. They had all heard stories and fables of dragons, the majority of them from this particular region never actually having witnessed one for themselves. Between the creatures being hunted, going into hiding, or casting themselves off as some other creature to blend in with the world, dragons this close and personal were definitely not common. Thus the reaction from these men, slivers of fear for their lives snaking up rapidly when the creature showed its teeth, quietly regretting this decision though they pushed on with the conversation anyway. Or rather, pushed on with explaining themselves off the top of their heads. We just so happened to come across the little town at the bottom of the mountain, and they told us what perhaps lived in the cave. But they said it had been years since there were any sightings of. . You , I'm assuming. So, like true adventurers, we came to see what this great cave had to offer. And well, here they were, holding a girl. None of them were going to go as far as to why exactly they had her unconscious, finding it wasn't really anything out of the ordinary or a necessary conversation to have, right? Right. No big deal.
Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

So that was it. Adventurers, deciding to explore an ancient cave rumoured to contain a dragon. With an unconscious woman? He doubted they were there to simply explore. One would not want to explore a cave with a dragon inside it. Right? Well, he had to be fair, perhaps he had underestimated mortal curiosity once again. He had been gone from the world for a long time. Perhaps they had sought to seek him out once more, or perhaps, see if he was still alive. Nonetheless, he suspected that a different explanation was the cause. As was common with the mortals, they coveted gold almost as much as dragons. While Kal-ith's hunger for trinkets has wound down to a slow simmer, he had found that each generation of mortals still possessed that horrible trait. Greed. Granted, Kal-ith had been victim to it in the past, and in many ways he still was. His huge treasure trove of artefacts and priceless items of exquisite beauty spoke more than words could. Still, he kept those as a curiosity more than anything else. Magic from a by gone age had it's uses. Indeed, much more than greedy keepsakes. Or so he told himself. Nonetheless. The question of the girl crossed his mind. The one who's fate crossed with his. He wondered if these adventurers had noble or nefarious intentions towards her. Perhaps she merely slipped and banged her head after all. Further questions needed answering, and he needed to know the truth of it. I see. Adventurers, explorers, he said, looking at the man with the black eye. Well, you have found what lies in this cave. Myself, and my home. Tell me though, he asked, pausing for a moment as he cast a small spell on the man. It was a difficult spell for a novice. Kal-ith though, was far from a beginner with magic and he cast it with ease, as he had many times. A simple truth spell, a zone of truth. The spell was fairly straightforward assuring that those within its zone of influence could not lie. They would not be forced to tell the truth and they could certainly deny answering, even skirt around the truth, but they could not physically lie. Once the spell was done Kal-ith resumed, shuffling slightly where he stood, flexing his talons on the ground. If you are explorers. Why is that woman unconscious?
Thread: Rich Bitch Swallows her Pride...and Some Cock Too (fancy_brat x myself)

Rich Bitch Gets a Hard Lesson It was hard to believe. Lili De Rochefort was on her ass, with her white panties showing. This guy, this commoner who'd given Lili her first and only humbling taste of defeat was more than just good, he had her number from start to finish, every action he took leading up to this outcome with her dizzy, laying on the ground with her legs spread apart. There was no denying it now. This lowborn miscreant was a true fighter. Lili was your classic meanbitch cocktease. The kind that openly displayed her sexuality for others to admire, but never to touch. Her privilege pussy was off limits on a pedestal.Prior to the match she teased him with her body, and even did the fake blowjob thing with her mouth, but now it looked like she'd deliver. It must have come as a complete blow to hear. What was a girl like her doing in the hood in the first place? Maybe she wanted trouble. Is all Maurice could think as he peere down over his defeated beauty in white.
Thread: Rich Bitch Swallows her Pride...and Some Cock Too (fancy_brat x myself)

RE Rich Bitch Swallows her Pride...and ome Cock Too fancybrat x myself A girl like Lili was certainly out of place walking around the mean streets, though any followers of the King of Iron Fist tournament would be familiar with her name. Despite her upbringing, she was fond of fights, and she was a rather formidable fighter. Always one to seek a battle, she had thought to humor some of the 'local thugs' as she labeled them. A fair beauty like her would easily get the attention of any gangs or shady individuals, but she had used these run-ins to insinuate a fight. Encouraged by some of the lewder comments, she had teased them into coming in before she would proceed to battle them. There were a couple incidents like this where she had handled a small group, though she eventually came across one individual that certainly was different skill-wise. She knew he would be more a challenge, but she did not anticipate how skilled he would be. He was dodging and countering her refined style, frustrating her that his rougher and less elegant style would do so well. It was a downward spiral from there, leaving her sprawled on the ground while the world spun around her. As she started to gather herself, she was able to sit up and hold her head. She had been hoping he'd forget about the little wager they'd gone with, but perhaps that only motivated him more in their fight. Quickly bringing her legs together, she gave a stern look to him. It seemed she was still trying to put up a strong face despite her loss. Nng...to think I would lose to such unrefined fighting is truly humiliating...
Thread: Rich Bitch Swallows her Pride...and Some Cock Too (fancy_brat x myself)

FancyBrat said A girl like Lili was certainly out of place walking around the mean streets, though any followers of the King of Iron Fist tournament would be familiar with her name. Despite her upbringing, she was fond of fights, and she was a rather formidable fighter. Always one to seek a battle, she had thought to humor some of the 'local thugs' as she labeled them. A fair beauty like her would easily get the attention of any gangs or shady individuals, but she had used these run-ins to insinuate a fight. Encouraged by some of the lewder comments, she had teased them into coming in before she would proceed to battle them. There were a couple incidents like this where she had handled a small group, though she eventually came across one individual that certainly was different skill-wise. She knew he would be more a challenge, but she did not anticipate how skilled he would be. He was dodging and countering her refined style, frustrating her that his rougher and less elegant style would do so well. It was a downward spiral from there, leaving her sprawled on the ground while the world spun around her. As she started to gather herself, she was able to sit up and hold her head. She had been hoping he'd forget about the little wager they'd gone with, but perhaps that only motivated him more in their fight. Quickly bringing her legs together, she gave a stern look to him. It seemed she was still trying to put up a strong face despite her loss. Nng...to think I would lose to such unrefined fighting is truly humiliating... Click to expand... You look much better on your ass there princess, that's not the most humiliating thing that's gonna to happen to you snowflake. Unless you forgotten so soon. He did a lewd jerking-off motion with his hand before pointing to her, he then flicked the top of her nose. The way she took her defeat amused him and so he teased her about it. She had nice long legs, inviting legs. Something he couldn't help but notice, but her legs hid the secret of her fighting form. Her legs being longer than usual didn't seem so long when people were distracted with glimpses of her upskirt , ass and panties. He figured this out sometime during the fight and kept a good distance where her feet wouldn't reach him. Now all that's left is figuring out what I should do with you princess. I was thinking ontop of some garbage in the open. You know something undignifying for a high lady like yourself. He looked her over with an imperious look. Your panties...lose them, slowly
Thread: Rich Bitch Swallows her Pride...and Some Cock Too (fancy_brat x myself)

Just as she had been thinking about it, he went ahead and reminded her of her teasing gestures before their fight. She had gone and done it without really thinking as it had helped with the others she fought. Truth be told, the upskirt hadn't been something she intended to utilize until recently. It helped that she was already quite lovely, and the extra flash of frilly white ribbon made it that much harder for her opponents to focus. That didn't work at all with her latest opponent, and now she had her maidenhood to give up as a result of her defeat. Stuck up as she was, she knew when she was defeated, and she was not one to go back on her word. She was soon able to get up on her feet, though she wobble just a little from her slight dizziness. As he mentions possibly taking her in such a humiliating and Coke manner, she gave a slight glare and crossed her arms over her chest. How dare you think of such a thing...! Then again, she didn't have much choice in the matter. Her maiden hood was all his now. Hesitating for a moment, she soon reached down slowly as she dragged her pure white panties down those luscious, long legs of hers. She kept her eyes firmly on him, not looking pleased at all. She had a light blush as she finally stepped out of them, feeling the air rush over her exposed ass and Virginia pussy. T-There. Let us get it over with. A brute like you should be hinored...