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Thread: Why You Don't Leave the Tower {darkest_fate&Google}

Rapunzel had kept stroking and rubbing at the swelling, expecting it to suddenly deflate at any moment. Especially when she kissed it ever so sweetly on the tip. Given how Cherubael had been acting, Rapunzel was right in her estimation. It surprised her, therefore, when the demon let out a ferocious roar. The girl gasped at just the wrong time, her pretty pink lips falling open a few extra inches, providing a wide open target. The first burst coated the innocent girl's face. She felt it splatter against her, drenching lips and features. The next shot managed to get almost entirely between her lips, filling Rapunzel's mouth with the strange, hot fluid. Rapunzel gagged and coughed, leaning forward so that the next burst anointed her with the seed, bathing her in it. Within seconds, the poor girl had ifrit semen running all down her face and chin. A great ropy strand of it hung from her chin, stretching down. The girl hadn't even had the presence of mind to immediately move her dress away, and soon it too received a splattering of seed. Nearly every part of Rapunzel from shoulders up had gotten at least some portion of it, and droplets lay on her modest chest as well. The girl couldn't even open her eyes, for the demon's spunk coated the pretty green orbs completely. You're welcome, Rapunzel managed. She reached up with a hand, trying to wipe away the seed from her eyes. She blinked a few times, feeling a slight burn. All the demon's fluids felt unnaturally warm upon Rapunzel's flesh, nearly feeling as though they might burn her. She turned her now watery eyes up at the creature. He looked relaxed, at least, and the swelling had definitely gone down. His previously swollen privates didn't look too much smaller though, and Rapunzel wasn't sure what to make of that. Um, what is this stuff? she asked, shaking her hand and letting a bit more splatter. Rapunzel winced as she saw the bed she'd need to wash it, and soon. She staggered to her feet, swaying a little, having found her blood rushed. She coughed and winced. She suddenly felt in desperate need of a bath, which was always a bit of a hassle, what with her hair. Then again, only the hair near her face had really gotten any of the seed, so Rapunzel could probably get away with just washing her torso. First though, she wanted to find out what she'd just been drenched with. Was this the demon's blood? It felt weird and tasted off to be blood. Ugh, Rapunzel's stomach lurched thinking she might have accidentally ingested some blood. Maybe she should work on purging...
Thread: Why You Don't Leave the Tower {darkest_fate&Google}

The timing of his roar and her reaction to it was just about perfect, great timing to ensure that she got a mouthful of his seed. The amount released was more then the norm for an Ifrit but not by too much, it had been enough to cover her face though and the hot fluid was slowly dripping down over her dress and some of it sliding inside of the drink. His cock slowly softened, still a massive thing but laying across his leg now, a few drops of thick white fluid still dripping from the head and onto the sheets. That night she would sleep in the evidence of his pleasure, something that was going to make him grin. The sight of her covered in his seed though, oh it was a struggle for him not to just bend her over and rip her dress off right then and there, if she knew the full details of what it was then she would no doubt be entirely humiliated by the experience. Of course telling him all that might freak her out and for the time being he was going to enjoy dragging things out a little bit rather then revealing the full details just yet. Again the key would likely be to let her know some of the truth while keeping the full implications of it away from her at least for a little while longer. Its my... essence... He said slowly as though he were a little embarrassed by the fact when in truth he was trying very hard to hide how much he was enjoying the sight of her blinking away the burning sticky fluids. Of course it would cool off quickly but he knew that it hat to at least be uncomfortable at first. Its what causes the actual swelling and once that swelling is taken care of it is released. Its not the least bit dangerous and it supposedly has great benefits for a young woman, promoting clear skin and a developing form. Encouraging her to keep it on her for a little while or perhaps even swallowing some of it. Let the essence of the Ifrit corrupt her, let her feel the most potent expression of carnal desire and unbound flame that could exist in the mortal world. Shifting a little bit, stretching, his legs practically limp from the power of the climax, unable to help the slight yawn that escaped his lips, blinking a few times as he stretched. That was entirely wonderful. He murmured, opening his eyes and looking at her with a bit of curiosity, now that the immediate lust was dealt with he was able to focus more on his thoughts about her and what might make her so special, what might be so important about her hair as to make it one of the few things that Gothel had bothered to protect... the girls virginity was entirely up for him to take any time he wanted but he wasn't allowed to actually damage her hair. A very unusual rule... Of course it would be rude of me to accept help from you without offering any sort of favor in return, is there anything that I could do for your Rapunzel? A slight leer entering his voice, knowing it would likely slip right past her but still unable to resist.
Thread: Why You Don't Leave the Tower {darkest_fate&Google}

Really? Your... essence leaks out of your privates? repeated Rapunzel, not quite believing it. Not that she had any reason to doubt Cherubael he'd seemed perfectly honest with her up till now. The whole situation just seemed so strange to Rapunzel. The hot fluid stuck to her, clinging to cheek, hair, and other parts of her upper torso. The girl felt some of it stick in her throat, causing her to cough. A little bit of it fell, and Rapunzel had to hurriedly catch it. Of course, that meant that she was standing there holding some essence, not sure what to do with it. Figuring that she might as well believe him about the skin thing, Rapunzel rubbed it in just under her throat. It felt sticky though she'd definitely have to wash it off, probably sooner than Cherubael would have liked. Thinking about the ifrit made Rapunzel look to him. The big creature certainly looked more relaxed now, stretched on Rapunzel's bed. That bed had always looked and felt so large, but the creature seemed to fill most of it. Rapunzel compared the size, again marveling at his sheer mass, before her eyes fell back upon his privates. It still looked overlarge, but Rapunzel supposed that was because of the creature's own size. It definitely didn't look swollen any more, though Rapunzel thought she saw a bit of essence still clinging to it. For a brief moment, the girl thought about asking if he needed it cleaned. However, she figured she had more than enough. Cherubael must have been somewhat comfortable. His noises of pleasure were fairly evident, soon followed by the appraising look. Then an offer, one that made Rapunzel's heart leap for a few seconds. She'd only helped him deal with a little swelling, and already he was offering his assistance. The girl was very tempted to tell her entire story, to beg the ifrit for his aid in fleeing the tower. The words were just at the edge of her lips. But Rapunzel stopped. One little task wasn't enough to get him to break his word. Better to wait until they were more acquainted, until she'd done a few more things for him. No, at least, not now, Rapunzel said. She flashed that charming smile and performed a bit of a curtsy. It probably looked downright comical to the ifrit, considering that the girl still had essence on her and wasn't too pleased about that. She rose from the polite gesture and nodded. I'm sure you'll want to rest now. I've got a few other chores and cleaning to do. Just let me know if you need anything! she was already backing away, not quite hurrying. The essence felt like it was drying on her skin, and Rapunzel wanted to get to it before it stained anything, like her very best dress, or got stuck in her hair. So she was fervently hoping that Cherubael didn't actually need anything. Hence the semi-rushed backing away and the offer but not quite suggestion.
Thread: Why You Don't Leave the Tower {darkest_fate&Google}

Perhaps his choice of words had been flawed to call it an essence but he was trying to avoid using any of the more pornographic terms that might frighten her or perhaps turn her away from what he had done. By using the most dull and precise of words he was able to keep things detached, letting her think that the pleasure he experienced came solely from the relieving of pleasure rather then the hint of sexual bliss it had been. Though he was relaxed and quite content after the release he also felt stronger, the bonds that held him in submission to Gothel was still as powerful as it had been before but he felt more like himself... it did make sense of course for a being of lust, chaos, and fire to be strengthened by lust. This was how he could return to his full strength, corrupting Rapunzel was no longer about pleasure but also now about the power that would be gained from the ongoing process. Perhaps she alone would not be enough to return him to his full strength but it would be a start and at full power he doubted Gothel would be able to maintain any semblance of control over him. It was something to make him grin and chuckle as he watched Rapunzel cough up a small amount of his semen and then rub it into her skin. Of course she would want to wash it off soon and while he might want her to leave it on longer he did know that he would have to do things in a more subtle fashion. Forcing her to remain in place and watch it dry would only complicate things at this stage and so Cherubael watched her carefully as she slowly started to back away, failing to ask for the thing that she no doubt wanted more then anything else and made an excuse that she had chores to do and told him that he could stay in place. Of course he had no intention of moving, he just wanted to lay back and enjoy the simple pleasure of having a body that could be stretched out over soft linen, perhaps not a nap but at the very least a little bit of peaceful relaxation. Her asking if he needed anything else, coupled with that smile and the courtesy he was quite tempted to just go for what he really desired, feeling his cock twitch a little bit in response to the less then wholesome thoughts. I am just fine... He said slowly, escaping his throat almost like a purr as he slowly blinked, enjoying the moment right then and there. Really I am about perfect right now though I could use something to eat if you could manage it... It would start off simple enough, let her think he was just a guardian, soon enough she would come to understand that he was in charge, that he was the master and she was there to keep him occupied while he kept her safely in place... Gothel's distraction could soon become her undoing and Cherubael slowly closed his eyes, thinking of the pleasures that would await him as he established a kingdom in the mortal world... he would be like a god to these pathetic little people.
Thread: Why You Don't Leave the Tower {darkest_fate&Google}

Right, food, said Rapunzel nodding. She turned and walked a few steps away before realizing something. It made her pause and turn back to him, confusing crinkling her features. That slight alteration of her face made the sticky stuff still attached crinkle, which would have made Rapunzel wince more had she not already been wincing quite a bit. She opted to speak anyway Didn't you say that you wanted to get your own food? Meat and stuff? I mean, I can cook... Was this some kind of test? It sounded like a test. But maybe he'd just forgotten. Rapunzel would wait for the answer one way or the other. If he wanted something else, maybe too tired to go hunting or whatever, then Rapunzel could just cook him something from what they had on hand, after she washed up, of course. They did have some various meats and such around, enough to make a halfway decent stew. If he caught on, which Rapunzel half expected, then she could just clean up and maybe get some food for herself. If this was a test, then Rapunzel fully intended to pass. The more pleased she made her guardian, the better off she had to be.
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Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

A stern looking business woman stood before the newly purchased house, her greying brown hair tied up in a bun atop her head, steel rimmed spectacles making her slightly wrinkled face seem strict and somewhat menacing. Receiving the papers and swiftly scanning the print, she scrawled her signature down with a flick of her wrist. Nodding her head curtly at the movers, satisfied with their job. Most of the larger pieces of furniture had already been moved but a few cardboard boxes stacked up by the front gate remained on the street. Avery Gately was a successful businesswoman, climbing the corporate ladder ever since she rejoined the workforce after her husbands passing three years ago. Her work hours long and strenuous, she seldom managed to return home, but her love for her only child was immeasurable. Unfortunately Averys schedule was as busy today as it always had been, and she had to return to work immediately after confirming the arrival of her furniture. In fact shed returned during her lunch break, a lunch break which was soon going to end. Giving her daughter a quick apology and the keys to the house, Avery got in her car, and was gone several minutes later. ----- Aisha Smiling uneasily at the two men who offered her luck, and then a more genuine smile as her mother too departed the scene. Cerulean blue eyes looked warily at the large stack of boxes shed been left to carry. A silent sigh escaping her as she looked up and down the street, making sure there werent any suspicious people waiting to grab a box the moment she went inside. She stood still for a few more moments, her shoulder-length brown locks swaying in the breeze before she reluctantly moved over and picked up one of the smaller boxes. Only to let out a small squeak of surprise, nearly dropping the box when it turned out to be heavier than it looked. Regaining her balance, she quickly walked the small distance to the front door, checking the box before heading to the living. Placing the box in the far corner before heading outside again to continue the laborious work by herself.
Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

Certainly he hardly got new neighbors every day, though if it weren't for having to finish up a few things for his work-at-home life, the red panda fur might have been able to come out early enough to meet both his new neighbors. As it was, it appeared he'd miss the woman he could only assume to be the mother of the girl left behind. By herself, with nobody to apparently help... that definitely wouldn't do. Slipping on a teal blue, lightly flower-patterned button-down shirt left fully open in front to reveal most of a black-furred chest, Ren made his way out of his house right next door to the people apparently just moving in only to note the girl going back inside. Taking things a little into his own hands, in a manner of speaking, he carefully grabbed a few boxes to carry over his shoulders, glancing up as the girl appeared back out the door. Couldn't help but notice everyone leave you behind to take care of all this by yourself. Ren Olvry, I live right next door, he introduced himself with a friendly grin, giving a slight nod in the direction of his own house. Should be able to be done quickly enough if ya don't mind me helping out I'd hardly be much of a good neighbor if I didn't do this much, right?
Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

Aisha had barely managed to take a step outside when her journey was interrupted by a flat furry chest. Err, rather a man if it could be called that. Having only ever seen Rens kind on the other side of a television screen, it took a few seconds for her to realize who, or rather what Ren was, her eyes widening in shock as she took a step back into the house, holding her arms up infront of her in hopes that itd act as some sort of barrier between the intruding furry. Unfortunately her eyes were affecting her mind too much for the friendly words to register. The friendly grin appearing more like a wolfish triumphant grin much akin to that of a predator had cornered its prey. Please dont steal those, Ill. Get in trouble she shook her head torn between making a grab for the boxes, and running to the phone to call her mother. While most of Rens kind were peaceful law abiding citizens, the media did little to help project the truth, instead focusing on the minority and exaggerating their crimes to the point where they became public enemy number one. Just light night shed seen a man on tv condemn the anthromorphic community, brandishing an amputated arm in the air and explaining how a trivial disagreement had resulted in a life-long disability. Ill pay you instead okay? I should still have a bit of pocket money left she trailed off uncertainly, not completely sure if she had enough to satisfy a burglar. Regardless she had to gain some leverage in the negotiations, and she couldnt do that without some sort of payment. Spinning swiftly on her heel and planning to head upstairs, she barely managed two shaky steps before tripping over her own feet. Swerving to the side and slamming her shoulder into the wall. Letting out a sharp Ow before slumping to the ground, rubbing her arm carefully, momentarily forgetting about Rens presence, only for the threat to penetrate her mind a second after. Sorry I-
Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

He hadn't quite expected... that reaction, though he supposed he probably should have. Friendly though he himself was, the fact remained that his kind weren't exactly common there were quite a few people that had never seen them, and thus inevitably weren't sure what to think of them. Still, though, he didn't make a move as the girl backed away a little that was the best way he'd found before, to carefully let them see he was someone that could be trusted. At least he was reasonably used to that sort of thing. Still, considering his nature, hardly could he ignore someone that had gotten hurt, even if it was probably nothing to really worry about. Carefully putting the boxes down so he wouldn't risk damaging anything within them, he made his way somewhat quickly to the girl's side, maintaining a reasonable distance while still being in range enough to offer a hand to her. You alright? Looked like that kinda hurt, he kindly offered, some obvious concern on his face as his hand remained offered to the girl to, at least hopefully, help her back up to her feet. And don't worry about any sort of payment, alright? I make decent enough wages from my little home office job, and I can help you get all this stuff inside and wherever you need it to go for now in no time flat, he added, offering the girl a friendly, closed-mouthed smile that wouldn't show his somewhat sharp teeth that tended to make already worried people like her worry even more. Ren Olvry, by the way... just feels like you didn't quite catch that from being surprised by my appearance. And you are...?
Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

Flinching visibly when Ren approached her, she tried to think of some sort of excuse for her clumsiness, hoping that she hadnt tested the savage creatures patience. Fearful blue eyes looked up at friendly golden ones. Aisha took several deep breaths, backing away slowly, only to have her retreat cut off by the wall. Preparing herself for the worst, Aisha tightly shut her eyes, bracing herself for a feral bite, or a savage claw. Though even after a few seconds had elapsed, she couldnt feel the dreaded slash of pain. Her eyes slowly but curiously opening to look skeptically at the man with his hand outstretched. Shrinking away from the hand, she shook her head. I dont have the money ye.? She paused, blinking dumbly up at Ren, trying to work out if shed heard right. Had the thing just spoken? The possibility opened up her fearful mind a fair bit, working its way into the past and trying to decipher as much as she could. Shed initially thought Ren was just growling and barking at her, but there was a high chance now that all of it had been in her imagination and Ren had been talking normally the whole time. Having no idea what to say, she reluctantly placed her hand ontop of Rens. Her eyes still fearful and untrusting she bit her lip uncertainly for a second before whispering Aisha softly, hoping that she hadnt answered some rhetorical question.
Thread: The Fur Next Door [Ren Olvry & Shura]

His smile visibly widened a little when she finally took his hand, and he gripped hers gently, carefully helping her back up to her feet. Aisha, huh? Cute name for a cute girl, he spoke, chuckling lightly. Once she was back up to her feet, he leaned down to place a soft kiss upon the back of her hand habits died hard, after all, even when the person was still plainly somewhat fearful of him. Something he hoped to change soon enough one way or another, one way of which was likely enough to simply help her out. So... where ya want this stuff? I should be able to get it all in in just a few trips, since I'd certainly argue I'm strong as I look, he kindly offered, glancing over to her in curiosity as he went back to retrieve the boxes he'd otherwise put down shortly before, lifting them up to his shoulders and carrying them easily enough over to Aisha herself, some definite muscle definition showing even beneath his mostly dark reddish-brown and black fur. Oh, and hope you're not too worried about my appearance, I can promise I'm pretty much as harmless as they come, he assured, his long tail giving the occasional little flick behind him.