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Thread: Shattered Stars: Walts Through the Stars (East and Riza)

It was clear to Hikaru that the only way they won was if they managed to beat the odds and stay together. He honestly had no idea what would happen if their father ever stepped in between the two of them. He knew he would be sent off to some lonely ass end of the universe, or maybe even shot by hi personally, but at the same time his sister was too tempting too cute to actually ignore. His hands played with his sisters breasts. Enjoying the soft wet skin as he lightly pinched her nipples running them between his finger and thumb with each hand. His cock continued to lightly poke it's warm head against her clit, rubbing it's rough skin against her smooth pink surface, but never threatening to go in anymore than teasing her. I just want to hear my Onee-chan say two words, and then she can have whatever she wants. His voice whispered against her ear, his lips going to nibble against her sensitive neck as he teased her. If you can guess the two words, than I promise to stop being a bad little brother, and let you have whatever you want.
Thread: Shattered Stars: Walts Through the Stars (East and Riza)

Kiyoko nearly bit her lip and Hikaru continued to play with her body more and more. She wanted to wiggle around and move but there was so little space that all she could do was take his assault. All she could do in response was moan and so she leaned her head back and did that for him. She closed her eyes for a moment as the pulsing sensations of his touch continue to go through her body. Naughty brother! She was barely able to get out. Kiyoko had not really thought of their future together because she just wanted now. She didn't know what would happen in the future and there was no way she could solve that anyway now so it was useless to think about it at least as far as she thought. She enjoyed the prospect of them being together and retiring and all of that but it's like she said it would get boring and they wouldn't be able to get that anyway. It was a nice thought but it was unrealistic and if anyone found out they were brother and sister that would complicate things to and they would have to move because society would readily except them being together she knew that for sure. As he vocalized his thoughts she was so into herself that she defaulted back to Japanese Warui otto her speech was crude and she was barely able to get it out. She wanted to turn around and just ravage the living crap out of him but then she would be the bad one. He was being such a tease and it was actually causing her to get off.
Thread: Shattered Stars: Walts Through the Stars (East and Riza)

a soft moan escaped Hikaru's own lips as he felt Kiyoko press her back against him. he was enjoying the sense of play that the two were sharing. Enjoying the feeling of the shower raining down on their skin as he played with and teased his sister. More than that he was enjoying hearing the soft words trying to come out of her mouth as he teased her. When she called him naughty he could only agree with that assessment he was after all the one teasing her relentlessly. And it was relentless. every time she thought it would stop his hips shifted, his cock pressed against some new sensitive piece of flesh, or his fingers pulled and pinched at her just a little harder. He even moved one hand down her body to touch her lightly, trailing past the thin lines of her well kept stomach, and pressing fingers against her pussy as well as his cock, teasing her now from multiple suources, as he smiled kissed her neck and whispered back at her. His breath tickling the hair on her neck as he spoke to her in a voice so sweet it was practically poison. Hentai Onee-chan. His voice coo'd softly against her as his mouth pressed against her neck in a soft kiss. Let me give you a hint, the words I want you to say start with an F, and an M. As if to emphasis the words he wanted to hear one of his fingers brushed against her clit pressing down on the sensitive nerve. Say it and you get rewarded with your little brothers, big cock.
Thread: Royal Playtoy (Alexander and SunnyFairview)

Seraphina enjoyed herself on this stroll. She kept her distance, often times inspect signs or wares of the stores they passed by. This man, she realized after he brought her down a side street or two, knew she was following him. So as much as she liked to think she was, the princess was not a master spy. She smiled in amusement when, thirty minutes later, they ended up in front of the fountain. A fountain of luck, toss in a coin and make a wish and the gods would smile upon you. The man sat on the edge and patted the side, and she bit down on her lip. He was most definitely onto her. She padded over to the fountain, and pulled herself up. Most of her height came from her torso, so her legs dangled from the edge of the fountain, her leather bound toes barely grazing the cobblestone below her. Hello. She said pleasantly enough. After all, he must have called her over for this exact reason To talk. She let the silence between them sink in for a second before she decided to get down to business. You protected me, in the inn. Why is that? She asked curiously, her voice low. I know that numerous people entered and left, yet you lied to the guards. There's punishment here, y'know, for lying to the King's Guard.... so why?
Thread: Royal Playtoy (Alexander and SunnyFairview)

He wasn't quite sure what to feel when the girl approached him. He had taken quick glances at her as they walked, but she was a fair distance away, and he hadn't been quite sure if the figure wrapped in the cape was a girl or a child. It had hidden her clothes fairly well until this point, but now up close he could find himself examining the soft features of her face, and the bottom of her dress that stuck out the bottom of her covering garment. She did not strike him as a felon, but he knew from many previous mistaken assumptions that his eyes were not the most discerning of a person's true nature. The King's Guard? 'Shit', he thought to himself. He couldn't tell anybody apart in this town, it was too new to him. He had come in five days ago, and the journey here took several times that itself. He didn't really have a reason before, beyond instinct, but this girl just gave him a reason with that bit of information. He took a quick look over his shoulder and into the water when she spoke to him, hoping to see a reflection of himself to help him measure his response. It was not deep or calm enough to provide that, and so he turned to her. I've needed a favor before, after'a rough enough mistake. Mebbe you did back there as well. A grin began to appear on his face. I've also needed people t'owe me a favor, when they didn't. So, perhaps we just got that there part of it out of the way. He extended a hand to her, covered in its markings. Daxton. It didn't serve well to have somebody owe a favor without them knowing who they owe it to, though he didn't know yet if she considered that worthy of a favor. Is that all? He asked the girl, almost accusingly, a bit jarring against the warmer gesture with his hand. Yuh followed me all the way here to ask a question? I would've expected you tah open with business. A deal, or a proposition. Y'know.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

Agma was making his way out of a different household. A paranoid demon lord had hired him to protect the lord, but Agma's prices were not cheap, and the demon lord could only afford to keep the warrior for a day before he left the lord's company. Nearly seven feet tall and coated from head to toe in gleaming black scales that reflected the dull light of his Utopian world. He let out a growl through his elongated snout, several sharp teeth grit behind his lips as he made his way towards the city, needed a hard drink and a sacrifice to sate him for the evening. The eyes of a hunter, golden in color with slit pupils, flicked up to catch the eye of a raven approaching him. He growled low, the dragon demon adjusting one of the long twin blades along his back, he had no modesty, standing as naked as they day he was born, but left much to be desired, as his genitals were hidden away normally. The raven approached him quickly, but did not land upon him, instead dropping a small scroll of paper, which the dragon caught deftly. He looked over the request... and one did not turn down a horseman if he wanted to keep his head. Even retired, the Four were something to be feared and respected. At the very least he had a direction to go. Perhaps his quarry would be easier to identify and track once he got to the location given to him. Old ruins worked well enough for him, only so many places for people to hide in such places. It would take him a couple hours to get there and really get his claws into the terrain.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

It was later in the day that Seclusion sensed something else and sniffed the air a little, What is it? asked Deadly. He sent another one after me she growled, tossing the head of the last male out of the way and frowned And I dont like wheres going either, I need to keep him away from the ruins she said and picked up the scythe once more, the wolf having returned to her weapon form beforehand. She headed outside to meet the dragon and watched his movements carefully. Her wings folded in tightly on her back making it far easily to hide herself amongst the ruins there. This was her territory and she didnt plan on letting him stay around either. Groaning a bit once she did get some information on him. He was a difficult one, she couldnt get much information on him either. The ruins were mainly stone with crumbled buildings lining the stone streets, a small well lay in the centre as well, with broken houses laying around the only fully intact building was an old library, but even that looked old and run down with plants climbing up the walls. The old palace lay far away although it was still grand in appearance it was still not a place shed enter, Mother Nature had taken over that place too with room filled of trees and the whole building itself engulfed by the trees that anchored their roots there. Seclusion soon couldnt let this carry on, she appeared before him and growled at him almost, Leave this place dragon she snarled. If youve been sent by Death then even more of a reason for you to leave, Im sick and tired of his ideas of suiters she tossed a head to him. Lets see that one was number 38 I believe, now go she said bluntly to the dragon. She was not afraid of anything it seemed, her mismatched eyes even reflected the current fury she was experiencing.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

It was nearing dark when Agma found the ruins that Death had sent him to. He had a bad feeling, which usually came up before he had to fight something. As he approached the ruined stone buildings, a woman's voice called out to him, telling him to leave as she threw a head at his feet. He paid it no mind as he looked up to the woman, sharp golden eyes meeting her mismatched ones, he took a moment to take in her form, study her and her weapon. The daughter of Death, Seclusion... you're prettier than the stories imply. He drew one of the swords on his back, holding at his side, ready but not threatening. I was told to retrieve someone that was living here for the Horseman. He glanced at the head that was at his feet, he knew this one, a demon with some influence but was little more than a coward, the name escaped him though. With a kick from his clawed foot, Agma sent the head sailing away. He sniffed the air, her claim seemed to be somewhat true, there was a lot of bloodshed here, the air thick with the scent of copper and iron. He couldn't help but wonder, just what kind warrior she was. Do not mistake me for the foolish who think their mouth is worth getting them out of trouble. I am far stronger than most. If you wish to fight, I can't promise you'll come out unscathed.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

She watched him in a slightly annoyed fashion. Im not a demon, Im a utopian, Im also not Deaths daughter, Im his student she said bluntly, correcting him on his mistakes.Utopians were generally peaceful, or they were, Seclusion was the last of them, they lived on the souls of the dead or those they hunted in her case but also werent exactly well liked. However, she was a particularly powerful one, in a Great War shed been known as The Bloodstained Angel for her voice was so sweet a luring but many would die at her feet. She looked to him and smirked. Yeah, yeah thats what they all say and frankly Im sick of the weaklings he keeps sending she said bluntly to him. And who says it was their mouth that got them in trouble, demons chasing after power are already weaklings, their hearts are nothing but burnt ash. I simply tested them and they couldnt live up to the test she smirked at him. And many claim to be strong than most, but lets see if you can live up to that shall we? She said. This was going to be fun, she could tell just from how he spoke and his actions he probably was the most powerful male to come after her. Well least he didnt pick an idiot this time she said under her breath. She had a twin bladed scythe in her grip, a truly devastating weapon that reeked of darkness, if one blade didnt catch you the other blade on the bottom of the handle definitely would and despite its arg appearance it was easy for Seclusion to handle purely because it was light. But judging by the smell of bloodshed there it could do a lot of damage. She was quick to make the first move, aiming for a weak spot she knew of well with his kind.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

Rose for the Hunter said She watched him in a slightly annoyed fashion. Im not a demon, Im a utopian, Im also not Deaths daughter, Im his student she said bluntly, correcting him on his mistakes.Utopians were generally peaceful, or they were, Seclusion was the last of them, they lived on the souls of the dead or those they hunted in her case but also werent exactly well liked. However, she was a particularly powerful one, in a Great War shed been known as The Bloodstained Angel for her voice was so sweet a luring but many would die at her feet. She looked to him and smirked. Yeah, yeah thats what they all say and frankly Im sick of the weaklings he keeps sending she said bluntly to him. And who says it was their mouth that got them in trouble, demons chasing after power are already weaklings, their hearts are nothing but burnt ash. I simply tested them and they couldnt live up to the test she smirked at him. And many claim to be strong than most, but lets see if you can live up to that shall we? She said. This was going to be fun, she could tell just from how he spoke and his actions he probably was the most powerful male to come after her. Well least he didnt pick an idiot this time she said under her breath. She had a twin bladed scythe in her grip, a truly devastating weapon that reeked of darkness, if one blade didnt catch you the other blade on the bottom of the handle definitely would and despite its arg appearance it was easy for Seclusion to handle purely because it was light. But judging by the smell of bloodshed there it could do a lot of damage. She was quick to make the first move, aiming for a weak spot she knew of well with his kind. Click to expand... The dragon let her rant on, he was indeed mistaken on her actual title, but what he knew of her was only in rumor or stories. She was quite beautiful for the dark tales they told of her... he didn't find it surprising that nearly forty suitors would have lined up to take her hand, all for political gain more often than not. He wasn't balked so quickly, and her attempt to strike at his throat was met with a blade, checking the sythe to the side as he took a step back and drew his second blade. They didn't appear to special in any particular manner, basic blades from whoever cared enough to forge them. Agma huffed under his breath, stepping into a low stance, swords even with his body. If she was as fearsome as the stories say, he'd have to use some of his tricks to subdue her. He was ready, launching himself forward for his own strike, none of his blows aimed at vital points, her arms and legs more than anything. He had a job to do and he was going to do it.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

She watched carefully her mismatched eyes continually flickering to where the next attack would be, managing to block most of them before whistling. Heh, how interesting you can actually fight, those blades and muscles arent just for show as I thought she smirked at him a bit. She was impressed, hed actually had the sense to not aim for her vitals showing control, he wasnt fighting blindly either. Find his frequency for me she whispered to Deadly. The blade starting to emit a low sound as if testing out something. She got close enough once more and tried to attack again, constantly aware of her surroundings and being very careful not to get hit by his attacks. Even her wings were used to block them, the bones built differently making them rather strong and able to do such things. Eventually she backed up and this time tried keeping her distance, Hes going to be a problem isnt he? She mumbled. Appears so her weapon replied before lunging forward once again, trying to hit his vitals or at least get him to his knees. She really did not want to get dragged back to Death and made to pick out a suitor. With the one before being the only one alive. Her wings ruffled, annoyed on her back as her midnight blue feathers slowly seemed to turn silver as she got more frustrated, they wee pretty evenly matched, she was able to block his attacks but having thick scales made it far harder for her to use some of them, her threads might not cut through them after all.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

The dragon was holding his own, and his opponent was not showing the same restraint that he was. He needed to make an opening, he had one easy way of doing that, but he didn't want to test her scythe against his hide. You're good... better than most. His blade met one of her wings and he noticed the color shifting to a silver. Pretty. A minor distraction, but not long enough to give her an opening. He checked her blade again, this time blocking hard and high to knock her weapon up, ducking in low to try to kick out one of her legs out from under her. She was strong, well-trained, but he had seen more battles than kills, he might have her in experience. Agma let out a growl, the fight was tense and each blow was getting closer than the last, smoke trailing from his mouth and nose as he got more irritated, dragonfire was nothing to sneeze at, but he didn't want to use it against her, it was harder to control than a blade. Who do you keep talking to?
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

She was quick enough to avoid him tripping her on her legs, digging her scythe into the ground and flipping herself onto the blades, it was a very strong weapon and could handle her weight easily. Nothing you need to worry about she said bluntly. What she didnt have in strength she made up for in other areas of fighting, it was why she was unusual, most skilled fighters had strength, physically she was weaker than most but it was what else she could do that meant she could actually defeat some pretty difficult enemies. Youll have to do better than that Agma she smirked, finally getting his name from reading his very soul. I dont plan to go back and listen to that old man tell me who my mate should be she frowned. I can succeed without one and he keeps picking out weaklings she said annoyed. Now why dont you just go back home and leave me to it she said to him, she ruffled her wings once more, she was pretty annoyed, her wings revealing their true form was evidenced of that, blood seemed to drip over the silver feathers. The hauntingly beautiful wings were another part of her namesake. Now leave my territory dragon she snarled, she was getting the feeling that she couldnt actually see herself winning against hi, he had more experience that was evident.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

The dragon stared at her for a short time. He could take her... she was making empty threats. Her movements were getting easier to read. If he attempted the trip again and took out the scythe, he could take her down. He approached again, golden eyes still locked on her mismatched ones, he couldn't help the smirk on his face. If you're this strong, I may take an interest as a suitor myself... been a while since I've had this much fun. He charged in to attack again, his muscles fully flexed to show their strength, as he prepared his tactics to take her down, forcing himself in fast with several attacks to get her to play defensive before attempting the trip again, putting his plan into action.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

She gave a growl of annoyance when he mentioned taking an interest himself. She was quickly taking the defensive on but this time used the bottom blade of her scythe to block his attack to trip her up. She then let out a screech at a rather high frequency to try and knock him off balance and backed up again. It was not going to be easy, she was good at defence and never let an enemy near her back. The easiest thing for him to do would be to get behind her somehow and hit her sharply between her wings, it wouldnt do any damage but itd shock her enough to knock her out easily. As for getting her to Death he was watching everything, although eh didnt really want to risk annoying his student more than he already had. She ruffled her wings and waited for the next attack trying to figure out if there was at least a way to get him to go away some how. But considering what hed said the fact she knew hed be made a suitor probably wouldnt dissuade him either. He really is a pest she muttered and ruffled her hair thinking on what to do next, all the while keeping up her guard and staying alert to his movements.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

The dragon gave a grin as she kept up with him, he wasn't the sort to attack people from behind. He waited for her to show her frustration before dashing forward again, low to the ground, she was skilled enough to avoid or deflect most of his attacks, so he felt comfortable giving her a new one, his mouth opened, a roar erupting from his maw with a wave of flame, a sudden blast of heat coming close, little more than singeing her, but it was little more than a distraction as he barreled through the fire, blades coming up, expecting them to be checked, and like before he was going to blow open her guard, seeming to go for the trip again, instead he dove forward. A grin on his face as he went to tackle her to the ground, as much as he was enjoying the fight, this was still a job to do, if he could restrain her that would be enough. He was stronger than her, and even if she was tricky, he would be able to keep a hold on her for a while with his strength.
Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

Seclusion gasped a bit as she was tackled to the ground, having to ensure she flexed out her wings to prevent any damage to them. She was still rather unhappy about it all as she struggled against him, Let me go! She screamed angrily. Being tackled really wasnt something she could defend against too well due to her lack of physical strength, but even so she made it difficult as she tried to get away numerous times. Her weapon sighed and transformed into a wolf again looking at her. Just give up Seclusion, youve been bested this time. Im not going back to that pain in the asses house again she snarled, this time hed be able to clearly see the razor sharp teeth in her mouth. But she had the sense not to try and bite her way free, scales were rather strong after all. Why do you even care about this? She looked to him. Even if he asked you could still have refused and said you couldnt do it she snarled.