Thread: Of Blood and Stone; Caressed by Fire - [DA and Haru] NSFW links

Kirturok was surprised by Alex's answer - that she was certainly not embarrassed and yet she would not admit in public that she liked such attention. It was a puzzling conundrum that Kirturok did not understand. However, it was not his place to question or to second guess the girl, and they soon had been seated and approached in the venue. The young woman that bent, her breasts nearly spilling from her bodice, drew Kirturok's gaze. Round and full his eyes found the mark she designed and her words made his eyes slide up to her face. She was pretty. Not extraordinary, but well above average. I heard that the tea here is very good, though I never heard that you offered beds. I'm actually looking for a room, though one should be available shortly. At the tower of the Magisters. Kirturok explained as his gaze dropped back to her ample breasts. He wanted to reach out and touch them, feel how soft they were, bury his face in them... And down below, between his legs, wondrous things were happening. The magic of arousal was in bloom and those dark eyes moved back to Alexandria for a moment. You didn't tell me they offered beds here. he said. It was becoming obvious that in certain matters Kirturok's knowledge was rather lacking. ---------- The expressions on Charlie's face might as well have been her shouting from the rooftops, and the heat from her assuredly aching pussy was nearly palpable. The wetness was evident, rivulets of her lust rolling lazily down her thighs. Tal could practically taste her. He loved to make her squirm and as he called her Kitten he saw that reaction. You like what you see, Kitten? he aske, teasing. Her fingers dipped back down to her quim, which by now was a little open, her labia swollen and those smooth lips a deeper hue. Tal could hear the rush of blood through her body and how it flooded her warm wanting sex. The tone she used spoke volumes and Tal leaned back, supported by one of the huge pillows on her bed, his cock standing proud and majestic. I think he likes you. See? He's already drooling a little. Tal teased, as a thick clear drop of precum oozed from the tip, seemed to balance for a moment and then slid slowly down the underside of that swollen head and along the undervein of him. Please? Please what? he paused and his head cocked gently to the side. I think, after all this time, and your teasing ways. You owe me. It was then that Charlie stripped off her shirt, leaving her nude before him. Her breasts were full and high, soft pink nipples erect, flesh pebbled. That's a little better. But there's something I want you to do for me. I think you know what it is. Tal's voice dropped a bit, becoming darker, throaty, and commanding. On your knees Kitten. I have some cream to feed you. Tal's eyes had darkened, almost akin to pools of inky night, and he gestured for her to get on her knees. Then, a single word. A single command. Yet it carried with it a certain weight. A vivid clarity and finaltiy. Suck. It was a lewd command of course and no man would normally have dared to speak to her in such a manner. But then, Tal was no normal man, and her heightened arousal was proof. His eyes never left hers and once more a hand went to his cock, almost as if offering it to her.