Thread: Ascension to the Heavens|Descent into Hell(Corsair and Xana)

Lily collapsed against Anja once her orgasm subsided, and she was left dripping with the cum of her mystery lover. Trying not to shudder as Anja teased her, embarrassed by how hot she found the idea. Afodisia celebrates all acts of love, and sex between Paladins was always encouraged to strengthen the bonds between them, but it still felt strange, to enjoy this as much as she did. To want to participate in the real thing, that was happening just a little way away, under the full moon. This was hot. Feeling you get off underneath me as I got fucked. She admitted, cuddling up to her sweat slick friend, enjoying the warmth of her soft body. We have to do this againsoon. A yawn cut off her words, exhausted by the pleasantly harsh fucking she could still feel on her flesh. A distraction, she knew, because she still wanted to participate in the real thing. Even knowing it could be dangerous, could be a trap, she still wanted what Anja teased her with. Her body, as the vessel of pleasure in honor of the Goddess, in salvation of the masses. Goddess, Mykel knew just what she liked, just how she wanted to be fucked. Slow, hard strokes, reaching into her depths, setting her desire aflame. Each thrust made her want more, made her cling tighter to him, made her push back against him. Craving him, all of him, craving closeness she couldnt put into words, just the desperate movements of her body. And then, his confession, as fangs scraped her throat? She nearly came, gasping out as he buried himself within her. Bite me she begged, hardly recognizing her own voice as it spoke the words. Taste me She whimpered as her skin resisted him, for just a moment, before parting to grant him access just as her slit had. Fingers tangled in his raven hair, unable to believe the euphoria that followed. Blood seemed to flow form her body to his, eager to join him, to give everything over to him for just one more moment of heaven. And then there was a cry of loss as he pulled off of her, her blood shockingly red on his lips and chin, dripping down to her breasts. She pulled him into the kiss, unable and unwilling to let him go as the coppery flavor stained his lips. DontOh goddess, please dont stop, Eva pleaded, nails digging into his back hard enough she was sure shed draw blood too. Pleasedont Rapture stole her voice and her mind, offering more of her neck, or shoulder or breasts to his hunger. I question the match, he finally said. Ellistar is something of a... what is the word? A dandy? And your cousin is wild and headstrong and opinionated. Perhaps it was her wild, and headstrong opinions that attracted him? Perhaps he finds that fire to be more alluring than any other virtue, and wishes to infuse that into the royal bloodline? Clara suggested, hopeful, for the girl. Wanting the future she had once imagined for herself for Astrid. Shall I show you my horses, while we wait? She found herself smiling at the offered hand, the symbol of it. He was trying, wasnt he? So she took it, folding her fingers in with his own. Remembering her own words to her cousin, from just a few minutes before. Fight over everything, and youll never find that common ground that lets love bloom. Id like that. I always loved horses. The feel of the wind in your hair as they gallop along a road its like flying, she almost said, but bit her tongue before the word came out. She had flown, on her own wings. And it had been exhilarating, and scary at times. Of course, she was more afraid of losing herself to the immense form she had taken rather than falling. Forcing a smile, she looked at Verrier, its incredible to have a bond and trust between yourself and your mount. Very little can actually compare. And as she spoke the words, did she comes face to face with the past. Shock lit up in her eyes, words failing to capture what she had seen. Finally, a single name, Beauty? There was a neigh, an acknowledgement, even though it was clearly impossible. It had been over twenty years since she had ridden that horse up the mountain, and had to leave it behind as she rode back down on Verriers back. But everything was the same, right down to the discoloration on her right foreleg. How?