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Thread: Move Over, Master! (Chamorus + Fancy)

Yes, that's it, he said as he lied in bed. Another wheezing cough wracked through him as he snuggled under the covers and began to shiver. L-listen, he told them. When the oven begins to beep, the food's done. Can... can one of you get it out? You... You need to wear oven mitts, he explained. He wasn't quite sure what they'd learned yet, even though they'd seemed to learn a lot from the internet the night before. It seemed to James that it was a rather typical pace, since humans learned about as fast when they stopped looking at pictures of cats or porn. They're hanging on the handle... Ca-careful, because everything will be real hot in there and I don't want anyone getting burned... He wondered if that'd explain things well enough. Can one of you figure out how to cut the pizza without cutting yourself? he asked, worried now. He wished he wasn't as sick as he suddenly felt. You... could do that, couldn't you, Himiko? he asked the middle kitten. Before long, though, he was too tired to fight sleep. As his eyes closed, he began to dream feverish dreams. Little Callie in his lap, riding him hard and moaning whorishly, with the foulest little mouth in the world saying things that made James blush in his dream. And then Himiko, also in his lap, but with her ass facing him, her hips rising and falling faster and faster, until the plump, strong rump was wobbling with the forceful impacts. Best of all was Angel, who used mouth and hands and tits to do amazing things to please him. Those dreams were... were something else entirely! He'd get no rest, not even in his dreams. He awoke several hours later, that afternoon. A whole Saturday wasted. It was almost enough to make a grown man cry! No...
Thread: Move Over, Master! (Chamorus + Fancy)

After getting him into the bed, the three girls all came around him, watching as he crawled into the covers. They could not believe he had gotten this sick already. Oh, I'll take care of that. Angel said. I can handle more cooking if you want me to. It just so happened that one thing Angel picked up was how to cook some meals, along with working the oven and other things. Perhaps James wouldn't have to worry about cooking for them as much now, but of course she hadn't cooked anything before. Don't worry. I can handle that. Now turning to Himiko, she was given her own little instructions. While the two didn't exactly get along that well, she did like the name, and she didn't exactly enjoy seeing him like this. Yeah...I can do that. she said, already heading off to the kitchen to look for the right knife. Angel and Callie still stayed with him until he fell asleep before heading off to take care of the food. James would find that he wasn't alone in bed. Himiko lay there on his chest, having her own little nap. At his side was a little plate with a slice of pizza, close enough for him to reach it. Oh? You're awake now Master. Angel walked into the room, a gentle smile on her face. She made sure to save you a slice, and she kept saying how she wanted to make you feel better. There was something she read about on the computer that she wanted to try once you woke up. As if on cue, Himiko stirred a little, slowly opening her eyes to see James. Eh...are you feeling any better? she asked, gently placing her hand on his head. Still a little warm...
Thread: Move Over, Master! (Chamorus + Fancy)

James used his arms to push himself upright in bed. He grunted as he moved, until his back was against the headboard. Mmf. I'm fine, don't worry, he said as Himiko put a hand to his head. It's not much of a fever, I'm sure. It'd come on sudden but left just as quick. Had it been some sort of bug? He stretched, lifting his arms above his head as his mouth gaped open to yawn. I can't believe I slept that long. This sucks. Since Himiko had stayed so close to him and, because he hadn't shown her much affection before, he reached out to pet her, rubbing her ears and cheek with his long fingers. What have you three been up to since I was out? He did a quick glance of the room, mentally inventorying all of his things to make sure they were still there. He'd password protected his laptop long ago, so he didn't worry about them playing around with that. The other PC, of course, they had claimed.
Thread: Move Over, Master! (Chamorus + Fancy)

And as James pushed himself up, Himiko wasn't too far behind, still clinging to him. It was good to see that with just a little rest, he was already feeling a little better. Well that's good. You must be hungry then after how long you were sleeping Master. she said, pushing the plate a little closer to him. Luckily, whatever he had caught didn't seem to be affecting the girls. A fever would normally be a bit more severe on a cat, but with them being human now, their immune systems had to have gotten stronger. And despite starting off on the wrong foot, Himiko definitely enjoyed having her ears scratched. She went ahead and pushed her head into his hand more, seeking as much attention as she could get. Ah...I'm almost jealous. Angel said, watching the two of them. Uh...well after eating, Himiko tried to look up different ways to heal sicknesses. But we couldn't do anything with you asleep, and we weren't about to wake you up when you need your rest.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Solbaste couldn't believe her luck. Not to say that that luck had been any good she just couldn't believe how astoundingly bad it had become. She had been making a very rare excursion to the surface. A box of poisons to deliver, as a matter of fact, to a lord whose engagements had kept him out of the Underdark. So she'd swathed her face in dark veils, pulled on a cloak, and had left to the world above to deliver the box she'd been carrying in a light satchel. And then she'd been set upon, by some warrior. A man with a sword and steel armor where his brains should have been. A man who had seen the dark skin beneath the veils, and on her hands, and the Drow designs on her robe... and had denounced her as a creature of evil. She had done her best. Done her best, really, to just walk away, or failing that, get him with a poisoned dart. But that had not worked. She had been brought to battle, with whip and magic... which had proved fruitless against the man. So he had brought her down, bruised and aching from the man's shield, clearly trying to take her alive for whatever reason. And so now she lay there, incapacitated. Glaring up at the human. What do you want? she spat at last.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Thomas chuckled as he looked at the Drow. Shaking his head he said, don't worry creature, I'm not some stupid zealot who will cut your hands off and send you back to your people as a message. Thomas removed his helmet, revealing white blond hair, and dark blue eyes. This was no knight, an arcane mage. A man who had traveled the different worlds, who was feared n all of them. Hated by his own people as such as anyone else They tended to stand for juice and often seemed cold and cruel because of it. He spun the blade he held easily in his hand. Chuckling he said, I called you here because of the poison you were delivering is highly illegal in this kingdom, especially with the king coming to this settlement in a few days. He moved towards her saying, But you've managed to impress me somewhat in this fight, and it has been along time since I've played with one of your kind, so I'm going to give you a choice. He looked at her, his eyes running up and down her form. Whistling he said, You can become my slave, from now until I happen to return to the Drow lands, or I can give you to the local chantry. The Chantry would burn her skin off, or cut it off to send a message to her kind A slow horrible death.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Solbaste gave Thomas a slow, mocking smile. You really think that the goings on of these petty peasants will affect me at all? And let me guess. You came after me because you could not possibly convict our noble friend, she said, the word positively dripping with derision. No one would believe you. No one would believe me, even. Wouldn't it be best to just let the nobles thin themselves out a little bit? she asked, her voice like honey. Slowly, she stood up, brushing herself off, drawing herself up with all of the nobility and pride of House Helvizynge. And what will you do if you give me back to them next you come? We are not so far from the Underdark now, human. You will be singled out by my house, either way, when I do not come back. You have been seen. And if I return, you will be likewise known to my people. Let. Me. Be, she commanded, still haughty after losing in a fight.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

He laughed, Poor stupid elf child. Stepping back he said, I suppose I shall have to introduce myself huh, I always forget you elves and your long ranting introductions, one of the reasons I tend to be around humans. Thomas undid his armor straps, standing naked before her, he pulled on simpler clothes. A leatherchain mail top, leather pants, a leather ankle length coat, gauntlets and clawed gauntlets on his arms. Popping his neck he released IT. Suddenly the sky seemed to darken, his eyes turned crimson as a blood moon, the grass around him sparked and burned from the strength of his magic alone. He rolled his shoulder allowing more of it to come out the sky darkened more, rain and lighting pouring from the heavens as the power released seemed to scare even the gods. it was like standing on a float in the middle of an ocean, his powers seemed limitless. He took a deep breathe, My name is Thomas Tiberious Richard Dagon Hellsing, injester of the heart of the black dragon Seragon, slayer of the shade Morpheous, hero of the battle of Decanter, hero of the battle of Jaroon, lord of the lands of the Fey, brother to the dwarven king Gawron, master of the lightning spell Destructum, caster of the magics of the damned, teacher of Sparrow the blood thirsty, student of Gazos he blood drinker, concubine of the goddess Aphroditey, Athena, and Artemis, blood brother of the Drow king Nefiel, savior of the elven prince Gigelle, slayer of the dark Drow Zarzos the deciever, mate of the elf queen Enuvieen, shield for the mighty bear peopel of the island of Rhuecca, killer of the fallen angel Sephiroth, Master thief, master herbalist, master tactician, master combatant, and magister Alpha Alpha class mage, former mage guild representative, former hunter guild representative, slayer of Ronous the Titan, slayer of Talok the lava eater, raider of the crypt of the famed age Riefel, former assassin guild representative, high priest in the order of Aphroditey, wielder of the famed magical blade god Slayer, wielder of the demon blade Yamato, wielder of the demon god blade Alastor, lord of the planes of Triayagon, Immortal, slayer of Zageron the Immortal, and many many other things. He took a breathe, See, being an immortal, and a arcane badass, I've done any many things of renown, that's just in the last century, if you really want I can go back a few, I did some cool things during the Drow Elven wars of 1111.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Solbaste listened with an impassivity that would have impressed even the most steely Drow matron. Half of what he said seemed impossible on the basis that one would have to be working night and day over the last century, apparently, to pull off half of that. He was not dealing with some scared little Drow woman who had never been out into the world. You said I had a long, ranting introduction? she interjected mildly, putting up a scant barrier to keep the rain from soaking through to her skin more than it already had. If you had done half of that, I would have had a much harder time than I had earlier. Secondly, Drow king? There are no kings among my kind. Lloth does not smile favorably upon men, she said, standing up on shaky legs. Admittedly, he did seem powerful. Weather magics were high-grade, of course, but he was burning so much magic, to the point where it torched the grass and burnt her robes. Powerful, yes. As powerful as a matron, maybe. But wasteful. Good stories, though, she said, gripping her whip and steeling her legs against the waves of magic. She had a pride you could bend steel around.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Thomas chuckled, If you ever return to your lands ask your queen about me, we may have known each other when she was a bit younger and roe attractive, you see my patron saint is the goddess of lust, and she taught me the arts of lust herself. Smiling he added, I am a warrior, what fun is it if You don't' have a bit of fun, the armor I was wearing before limits my abilities greatly, and I didn't' want to break you so I held back considerably. He pointed a finger at her, saying, LUSTASIAS! The spell was one of his more powerful lust ones. an amazing power like a bolt of lightning to her lust, driving it through the roof, and to her toes. He'd met women who just casting it on had them having multiple orgasms. He wondered how experienced the Drow before him was.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Solbaste eyed him carefully... and only figured out what he was going to do a moment before he did it. She brought up her hands. Spider silk shot out of her sleeves, catching the lust spell, arcing it in different directions, causing the energy to run elsewhere. Oh, but it didn't catch all of it. It hit her hard besides, causing the energy to run through her thighs and into her core.. making her cum, and cum hard. Her juices squirted hard into her panties, soaking the thin fabric, running down her dark thighs. She fell to her knees, breathing heavily, large breasts heaving. Well. So he did know lust magic. That was unfortunate.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Thomas smirked, calling upon his hundreds and thousands of battles honed reflexes he moved to fast for her Drow eyes to follow. Yanking down the top of her dress he sent the spell directly into her nipples. Chuckling he kissed her ear saying, Hm, I wonder what would happen if I showed you my hard thick cock right now, I'd bet you'd climb on it like a bitch in heat huh? He chuckled in her ear, his hands manipulating her body in a way that it was obvious she wasn't the first Drow he'd played with. One hand raising her skirt he smacked her ass. His hard shaft could be felt against her panties, he was naked somehow. he chuckled, Then again, you are a Drow, you'd probably want me to slam it home instead of take it huh?
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

Solbaste shuddered as the energy was put directly into her black nipples. She went through another powerful orgasm as the energy went through her body, making her nipples bead against his touch. That or bite it off, Solbaste spat, letting out a moan as he pulled up her skirt and smacked her behind. The hard member could be felt against her lacy white panties, making her unconsciously grind back against the hard shaft.
Thread: A Drow's Day Out - JamiexHellsing

He smirked, pushing her on all fours, he let a bit of his inner beast out. Instead of him leaning against her back she'd feel something much heavier with scales. if she turned her head she'd see a medium sized drake, it's hard shaft easily able to go under her and reach between her tits. His diamond strong and razor sharp claws had her clothes gone in a second. That was all the warning she got as the massive invader pushed all the way inside of her. A stretch spell helped her adjust slightly but the creature started riding her hard, his cock as round as a fist or two, and so long she'd feel it deep within er. the creature took her cunt easily but quickly and hard.
Thread: onexone over aim&msn? [literate, please]

Added my 'Rabbit Hole' to the thread.
Thread: onexone over aim&msn? [literate, please]

Looking it over now. I will message you on aim
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Thread: onexone over aim&msn? [literate, please]

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Thread: Tatcon x Raven

It was a typical crowed Saturday at the public market downtown. It was in full swing of fall season, with all kinds of fruits and vegetables to be sold, as well as knickknacks, jams, pies, street fare, and a million other things that enticed the hundreds of people that flooded the street. It was easy then for a girl to get lost in the crowd. Raven did stand out though, if only for her atypical clothes. She wore a long black tench coat that went down her her ankles. Her shirt was not visible underneath but one could see the bottom of her skirt and her heavy black leather boots. She was smaller than most, and from what one could see, had a slender and petite body. Her hair was long and as dark as her namesake, her eyes a dark gray. She looked like a goth teenager, drawing disapproving looks for some of the older ladies. In reality, Raven did not favor these dark clothes above others, she simply wore them to fit in, to appear human. What walked among her were lesser beings, who wouldn't know a creature like herself. Even if there where subtle hints that she was different, like the way she moved with sharp, graceful movements like a bird of prey, or her black fingernails that looked unusual when one looked too closely. No one picked up on these things, it wasn't in their nature. The girl looked over some apples at a stand, standing close to a family, the mother having dark hair like herself. When the farmer running the stand stopped to talk to an old woman, her hand snuck out, her talons clutching a ripe fruit and putting it in her pocket. No one noticed anything as she walked off, back into the sea of humans.
Thread: Tatcon x Raven

Delightful, these little markets. Even in the the modern world people still got together and sole their wares like they had when Amillio was young to this world. It always made him smile as he picked some of the best fruit and vegetables to give to those he cared for on a temporary basis. While the spent some time to heal their souls, he would take the time to heal their wounds and feed there stomachs. From that point on, they would be well set to return to the world they fleed. Many people would stop to take a look at the man in the long grey robes, trappings of a long ago monk. It wasn't exclusively the clothes that made him worthy of interest, but his size. Standing at six foot seven he was definitely heads above most, but his shoulders and back were broad, a massively framed man who seemed almost encumbered by his mass. He definitely didn't wear it like those distorted body builders he had seen on the television, but it was apparent he was very, very strong. Auburn hair was held back in a ponytail tied with a black ribbon, deep, caring mahogany eyes allowed him to see the world as he straightened himself up and started to walk, a slight grimace in his mid 30 aged face showing some kind of strain. Well, it was time to move on and see what else was for sale, perhaps a little keepsake for the fourteen year old girl who--- It was in the middle of that thought that he felt the presence of another of his breed. Faint, she didn't seem completely whole, but that sensation was not something you could miss in a world of mortal beings. Looking over his shoulder slowly he would see the long dark hair and coat of the one who was eminating the aura, and then the apple she took. A small act, however one who was prone to those actions normally committed others, and it was with that knowledge that he slowly turned after her and started to walk. She did manage to blend well, but those dark brown eyes didn't lose track of the unique creature, and he would follow her for a good long while, watching carefully the whole time.
Thread: Tatcon x Raven

Raven repeated her routine a few more times, stopping by popular stands, with too many customers and not enough eyes watching their products. She always made sure that the shopkeepers were distracted before lifting an item. It wasn't long before a small jar of jam, a cookie, another apple from a different shop, and a bottle of water went onto her seemingly never ending pockets. Another reason she liked the trench coat you could hide so much under it. After visiting each stand she would blend back in to the crowd. She was particularly good at this, light on her feet, and her small frame hid well behind the masses of taller people. She meandered to one of the quieter corners of the public market, finding an unoccupied bench and taking a seat. She opened the bottled water and began snacking on an apple. It would make for a quick breakfast while she planned what to do next. Winter was coming soon, and she was contemplating going south, where living on the streets might be more tolerable. Still, she needed a bit more cash and food before she ditched this city, and moved on to the next. In her chosen occupation, one never stayed in one place for very long.
Thread: Tatcon x Raven

These actions of hers would not go unnoticed, but after a while the massively framed man would stop following the girl, and disappear in his own right as he made out for a different location, one pre meditated by his observation of the young one. As she would sit herself down on the bench, Amillio would be seen walking towards the very same bench, and without asking he would turn and place himself down slowly, groaning a bit with strain. Remaining quiet for a few moments to see how she would react, he would watch the crowd, and then let his intention be known. In ancient times, in the Middle East of this world, a thief would have their hand cut off as a punishment for their actions. A bit barbaric, don't you think? He would say, his voice coming from his lips strong, but coarse as if had swallowed fire for a living. Why do you take from these people young one? Is it an inability to operate in this world? He would continue, those mahogany eyes turning towards her slowly as he awaited a response.
Thread: Tatcon x Raven

Raven stared as the giant man took a seat next to her, giving him only sideways glances. He was huge, by any standard, and she had a feeling that a third person observing them might find the situation comical. A tiny girl and a huge man juxtaposed on a lone bench. She noted hsi strange clothing and appearance before turning her attention back to her apple. When he did finally speak, her blood ran cold. He had caught her stealing. She knew she should have bolted right then and there, to take off once out of sight. But something stopped her, some feeling within her mind that she couldn't shake. He was different from the others...her dark eyes widened as she realized what he was, then narrowed again quickly. Demons typically did not like half-breeds like herself, and for that reason, she made an effort not to interact with them. She grew up among humans, and fit in better to their world. I operate just fine in this world. I scrape by as best I can, but I can take care of myself. she said, dismissing him. She did not want someone here to patronize her. She had survived on her own in the streets since she was a child, with no one's help. She had no need to be judged by some giant demon.