Thread: The unlikely duo! (QB X Ursa)

Roland simply disregarded her first tease. That woman was almost everything that he hated in a female wanton, lustful and faithless. Like the harlots he so looked down upon. Who would have raised their child to become a prostitute like this? Had they no shame? He threw a pillow down on the floor, almost regretting simply locking her in the cell she belonged to the moment she sat up, right beside him. He responded with only a heavy sigh as he tried to finish his deliberating rites. Mea Sanctus, mea Sanctus, protege me a mala, qu niteris hoc mundo. Mea Sanctus, mea Sanctus ... prohibete auferte tenebras quod imminet hoc mundo ... he muttered beneath his breath. He didn't realize it, but...when he recited the very first syllable the runic engraving in her 'engagement ring' faded away. He was completely unaware she was able to cast dark magics again! Urkh?! he gasped out, cutting him off from his repetitive mantra as she pressed her chest onto him. He was visibly frowning, yet...a light flush was beset upon his cheeks. Yes, they did say the body would never lie, beckoning to a darker, less restrained line of thinking. Something...bestial. Khnngh... he gasped, feeling her hands...gently stroking down low. His manhood was to be restricted, believing only in abstinence as the path to righteousness. Then, the moment her hands gravitated towards his obviously hardened manhood, he pushed her away, feeling his heart pound aflutter. C-curse his body for falling to such dark temptations! Call me not by that name, you wench! The desires of the body will not reflect my desires! he said, immediately grabbing her wrists. Just as it seemed like he would force himself upon her, he tied up her wrists, together as he bound her to where a chandelier once hung, forcing her to her feet. Know your place, you lustful demon! he was going to give her a chance to rest, but she called it upon herself. Immediately covering himself with pillows, he went to rest, unaware that she could cast all manners of dark magic about as he fell to a deep sleep... Marisala looked like she was enjoying her time. The beautiful sorceress had done much to travel all the way here Axel told him that she would aid in his attempt to overthrow King Lancel from his throne. Since then, he had kept her company. While many would loathe being anywhere near the sorceress, she was quite pleasant company, preferring to sip tea or curse his servants for what little infraction they may have committed to her. What curses have you in mind for our interloper, my dear? Daniel asked, gently keeping her chin level to him as he made her look right into his eye. Like a rabbit caught in an ankle snare, she was completely helpless before him. Oh dearie...I have just the thing... the sly Magus whispered, her voice pure honey to the ear as she walked up close, making sure to strike her rump with a whispy strike from her wand. I love it when they squeal...like pigs in a barn! she whispered, stroking Edith's snatch with the wand. She was wet with more than just perspiration...her body enticingly open. Even Daniel himself felt hardened. With a quick brand, a mark appeared over her rump. Now she won't be having any of your dear children when you burst all over her...or is that what you were intending, mi'lord? she asked, her hand softly trailing onto his chest. Quite just the thing I was looking for... he whispered, slowly lowering his breeches as he beheld his hardened member. Even Marisala licked her lips at the sight of his hard-on as he pushed aside the cloth that covered her panties, her juicy chasm open to him as he inserted...