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Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

So formal warrior? She smiled and giggled. He was displaying a great deal more restraint than his counterpart. She reached out gracefully and touched his bicep. You need not be so stiff. Such things are better suited for private company. She said, letting her fingers slide down his arm before returning to her side. She took her own goblet of the Tartarus wine and took a sip. You seem to be enjoying yourself less than your brethren Nephyr. Is it the party that ill suits you? She tilted her head slightly. Or the drink perhaps? She turned her shoulders, feigning a glance at the crowd. Her dress split down the middle, and she knew turning in such a way gave a beautiful glimpse at her midriff, all the way down to barely an inch over her nethers. She could tell it may take a little work to break through his defenses. But it would be worth it in the end. She sighed deeply and ran her free hand through her hair. She tried to figure what came next, he was on edge so she didn't want to rush him. That would only increase his suspicion. Another drink of the strong wine already spread warmth through her body. It was made for Hades himself, so it was incredibly potent. It flushed her skin slightly. My! Sometimes I forget how strong the spirits of Tartarus are! She took another drink. Does it suit you?
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

'Why're you so formal...' It was a memory. One of those few ghosts of his past that occasionally crept to the surface, but that could no longer be clearly seen. Why so formal? Neph didn't even know why he was so formal any longer. He was certain that Seph didn't know why he was so damn informal , seeing as his counterpart had been one of Anubis' guards for much longer than Neph had. I suppose I am formal, shades of a past life, I suppose. Unlike Roman Gods, even the minor ones, Anubis' underlings had a previous life. Human once, or so they tell me. There was something odd about her touch, the feel of her fingers in his soft black fur, running down his arm. It made him shiver a little, not to shy away, yet to press closer into her. Nehpyr couldn't remember the last time that feeling came over him. It certainly wasn't since he'd become Anubis' loyal jackal. The party's fine. Those who are here for it, are enjoying themselves. Neph gave a laugh and a smile, both fake, yet both very well practiced and hard to see through. Practiced over and over again upon Anubis. He had no love for his lord, yet his dying breath bound him to the god of the underworld. And the drink is of the finest quality, thank you. He said, feigning another smile, complimenting the drink that had not diminished even a little. And what of you, Roman Goddess? Does the party held by your Gods and Goddess above you suit your tastes? He asked, still feigning, still smiling. At least she was something to look at... more than something to look at. The image of pressing against her, kissing her neck while her hands went down his pants and-... He squeezed his eyes shut, for but a moment his fake exterior was broken. What was this goddess doing to him? More importantly, why had he not moved away from her, left the grasp of her allure... Nephyr couldn't put his finger on it, and the longer he stood there near her, the more his mind did not dwell on it.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Ah there it was. She could feel it the moment the thought crossed his mind. Lust, even if she antagonized it she could only work with what was already there. She turned and closed a little distance between them. She could tell he had not drank yet, even a god was put under by the stuff, so a demigod would definitely feel the effect. It mattered little, in fact it enhanced his demeanor, so stern and so resolute in trying to be the serious one. She liked it, still waters often hid powerful currents. She needed to touch him so badly, so a little diversion was in order. She turned to him quickly letting her dress twirl around her legs. Oh Nephyr. To tell you the ooh! She deliberately stepped on her own dress, causing her to fall against him. Her breasts puffed up against his arm, and she placed her palm against his abdomen for support. Oh my! I do apologize....well aren't you a firm one.. She said, unable to resist biting her lip at the hot feel of his ironwrought midriff and the silky fur. I mean...I am sorry warrior! She pulled away from him, feigning embarrassment. Her own heat increasing only helped by darkening her blush. Such clumsy behavior does not suit me, I hope I did not hurt you? Of course their was no chance she could hurt the Anubian. ...but you are quite trained Nephyr. You must be the greatest of Anubis's guard with such a physique... Oh Hades she severely wanted to mount him right there in the crowd. An act that would probably bring on a full orgy. That had both good and bad endings written all over it.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

The jackal tried to keep his mind clear, and the more he tried to keep his mind clear, the harder it became. Something was really off here, his head felt clouded, his mind slowed for every thought except for those involving her. Thoughts of her had started slowly, but were coming a mile a minute at that point. Neph was sure he'd not had any of the spirits or ambrosia, yet his mind still felt like it was... no, he knew what it was. He was getting hot, aroused, and then... She fell against him, her soft tits against his chest. His mind lost all other thought than her at that point. That gorgeous body pressed up against him, and he realized that she was the goddess of lust. At that point, Neph just flat didn't care. His paws went to her sides, holding her against his body. Her smaller, soft, gorgeous form pressed up against her, he held her to him. He licked his fangs, the thought of plunging into her running rampant in his mind, unabated and wanted at this point. Well, I am his right hand... Nephyr said, looking down at her. She could feel his paws slip into the slip of her dress, pressing against her soft skin. He was an inch from slipping it off from her when the crowd shook him from that. The bulge in his thin cotton pants pressed against her stomach, and he wasn't willing to wait long. Taking her hand into his paw, he guided her out from the large ball room. He started checking doors until he found a room with an empty bed. Guiding her in, he closed the door behind him, tossing her onto the bed like she was a feather, crawling atop of her body, the effect of her lust over coming him.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Alecta gasped when he grabbed her and pulled her to him. The change was so sudden it surprised her. Though that surprise turned to pure lust when she felt the throbbing manhood brushing her belly through his pants. Her abdomen tightened and she bit her lip as his paw moved against her skin. For a moment she was sure he would take her right there. Then as suddenly as he moved against her he was dragging her away. She loved his initiative, his masculine power as he tossed her onto the bed with ease and moved over her. Caught up in lust she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him firmly against her, growling at the feel of his cock pressed against her. Anubian....show me your skill! She growled, his own lust fed her arousal, and in turn her desire would magnify his. It was a most pleasurable cycle, one that could carry on for days if her mate had the stamina. She ran her hands over his chest and arms, exploring every glorious inch of his furred frame. Mapping every contour of muscle in her head so she may relive it in future nights. Her forehead pressed against his chest, and her hands moved down farther and farther, her thighs loosening so that they may meet beneath his loose trousers. Her fingers found and embraced his magnificent phallus. Oh Zeus! You will give this to me! She squeezed him firmly, massaging and stroking the thick cock that both her hands could not smother.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

The jackal climbed atop of her, his mind clouded with lust. Had she not been the Goddess of lust, or had he even known that she was, the possibility of this scenario playing out would've greatly diminished. He'd not fucked since he became a jackal, but the memory of what the pleasure was like when he was alive still weighed on his mind when he was near her. When she slipped her legs around his waist, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her neck, nibbling on the spot with a moan. Neph could feel his arousal and impatience growing, the need being magnified. Leaning up from her, looking down at her, feeling her fingers in his fur, he shivers. Feeling her hands moving down his body, his breathing started to labor, panting a bit as he felt her fingers slip under her pants. When her hands got around a cock far too big for a girl like her, he moaned, shivering. Reaching down, he pushed his pants down to this thighs, letting his cock and her hands on it, out of them. She could see the huge, black, knotted dick in her hands, spilling precum over her palms as she touches him. Yes, it's yours... The jackal said, his mind too clouded to realize what he was saying. His hips moved on their own, grinding his cock into her hands. My cock belongs to you, Goddess.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

There was a dark side of Alecta that loved when men gave themselves to her. It was even more exciting that this one's mind and soul was owned by one of the most powerful gods of another pantheon, but as of now his body was hers. She moaned lightly, arousal practically steaming off her as his thick, pungent semen fell onto her navel. It soaked through clothing where it touched, and its heat was like drops of fire against her skin. She bit her lip and stroked harder as he began to thrust in her hands. Do my fingers please you Anubian? She asked, her skilled digits began massaging his shaft separately now. With her thumbs she kneaded the sensitive underside of his cock-head, her little fingers gently teased the base of his phallus, and her other fingers stroked the top half of his shaft synchronously. Are you near release my warrior? How long has it been? A flash of light passed her eyes. A little godly magic for the demi-god warrior. She could feel the repressed desire burning in him. He had cast it aside when he became what he is, but it had not left him. Her magic had a simple purpose. Everything he had repressed since his transformation would resurface now. His balls would swell nearly twice their size, full to burst with a raging ocean of seed. His cock would be like marble until every ounce of it was released. Give it to me Nephyr. Every bit of it.... She whispered, leaning up to speak in his ear. She herself ached for more direct satisfaction. But she was a Goddess of Lust and Virility, it would be shameful for her to go straight for release so soon.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Anubis might have been his Lord, but in that moment, he was entirely her own. Nephyr felt so hot and needy for her and her alone that he could not refuse. Her soft skin was being soaked with his precum pouring over her stomach, even as far up as her breast. Her hand stroking his huge black shaft, his fingers curled into the sheets. The jackal couldn't help himself as he moved his hips, pumping his cock into her hand. It feels amazing, better than any other girl's pussy and it's just your hand... He says, panting hotly. It felt so good, but he noticed something changing. As her fingers tease him and stroke him, his sac became swollen, bigger and bigger, filling with his cum. His cock was stiffer than he'd ever felt it get before, pumping precum all over her skin. Neph gave into her. Just her hand alone, and he was pumping his hot cum all over her. His hot cum spills all over her skin, coating her in it from her naval all the way up to some getting on her cheeks as he orgasms hard, enjoying himself.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Alecta gasped as he came, his first rope spurted all the way up and hit her chin, streaking up to her cheek. In between spurts it oozed out onto her stomach and hands, pooling up and creeping across her skin. It was hot, and the smell was intoxicating. She continued stroking him throughout the entire orgasm, moaning lightly as he spattered her entire stomach, chest, and much of her neck with his creamy seed. She kept going until he stopped throbbing. Then she held her hands up to the light, they were completely white, coated with semen thick as molasses. She took a deep breath, bathing in the smell and heat. This was lust, her domain, and it was home to her. She brought her finger to her lips and took it in, pulling all his cream off as she slid it back out. She rolled the stuff on her tongue. Oh by the gods....it is better than ambrosia! She exclaimed, it was pungently rich and salty, with a subtly spiciness to it. Oh my...whatever do you eat? She asked nonchalantly as she gracefully cleaned her hands before realizing the futility of the action. She was thoroughly seeded. Normally I must bed ten men to get this sullied. She said cutely. And my dress is completely ruined! Oh well I am a god. I can get a new one.... She slid out from under Nephyr as he recovered from his climax. While standing she slid out of her dress and kicked it aside. There she let her golden, curly hair fall free from it's updo. It settled all the way down to her thighs, and had incredible volume once free. There she cocked her hip, her full nudity on display, and pressed her finger to her lower lip. Well Anubian? You aren't finished are you? She asked teasingly.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

He came down from his orgasm, her hands dripping with his cum, the thick liquid poured over her stomach and breast. As she slips out from under him, he lays on his back on the bed, stretching out. Growling happily, his cock wasn't getting any less stiff than the hardness it had gained. He looked over at her, watching as she disrobed. Looking at those gorgeous curves, Neph sat up, looking at her. The orgasm didn't diminish any lust, and even all of that cum on her, and his sac didn't lose any of its size. Getting up from the bed, he moves over to her. As she stood there like that, teasing him like that, he grins, growling playfully. Does it feel like it? He asks her, taking her hand and putting it on his swollen sac to prove it to her. He puts his paw onto her hip, leaning down and licking her lips. Please tell me that my huge dick is going into your pussy next... He says, dragging his claws over her thigh playfully, just enough to sting a little and make her shiver. Moving his fingers across her thigh, he brushes them over her pink folds teasingly. He'd never touched a goddess before, much less fucked one...
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Mmm...good to hear.. She bit her lip and gave his sac a firm squeeze. She knew very well he had a whole lot to spare, and she would have every ounce of it. She made a sharp hiss of pleasure as he brushed her with his claws, it was a good light pain, one she enjoyed very much. His fingers were strong, and the fur soft, they drew a light coo from her as they touched her slit. With a new fire in her eyes she leaned up and kissed him, as well as she could with his muzzle. Then with a devious grin and a flick of her wrists she blew his pants off.....literally. They blew into dust and drifted into the wall, and he was left as naked as she was, in all his glory. Your desire is my command warrior... She loved the look of his tapered waist, broad chest, ripped abdomen and thighs. All so glossy with his soft fur. Of course his incredible dick throbbing at her made it a masterpiece. She turned around and placed her hands against the wall, spreading her legs wide and dipping her back. She smiled naughtily, her hair touching the floor, and if she stood on her toes then it was just the right angle for maximum penetration. Come Nephyr, I want you to feel a Goddess wrapped around you... She growled lightly, lowering her voice a bit. ...and never want for mortal flesh again.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

He probably should've been surprised that she blew his pants off like that, but his mind was far too addled with desire to think a moment on it. Leaning down and kissing her back, his cock presses against the left of her stomach, rubbing against her soft skin. He wanted for nothing else but her, and if he didn't know better, he might've thought that she was breaking his mind down so that he would be her loyal pet and take him away from Anubis. At the moment, Neph didn't care why she was doing what she was- he was enjoying it. Watching her turn and put her hands on the wall, her pink folds bared to him, his cock throbbed. Moving behind her, he places his right paw onto her hip. His left paw guides his cock to her pussy, pushing the first inch into her before both of his paws onto her hips. Nephyr might not remember how to fuck, but his body certainly did. Sliding the huge black shaft into her pussy, feeling her squeezing down on him, he moans hotly, pushing his entire shaft into her until her pink folds kiss his huge knot.
Thread: Broken Knight and Nightmaregoddess

Alecta gasped as he entered her. Even without the knot he was quite thick, and the head of his cock pressed firmly against her cervix. She bit her lip, realizing that to get deeper, he would need to force that massive thing inside her. At that moment she regretted nothing, She so absolutely loved this creature from head to toe. He was such a perfectly masculine machine, designed for battle and the bedroom. As she could feel his pulse through his cock she cursed Anubis for having such warriors all to himself. She started to slowly press back against him, his knot firmly sealing her pussy's opening. Hurry Nephyr....don't make a goddess beg. She growled at him as she started grinding against him, finding that just by gyrating his knot did a good job of stimulating her sensitive folds.
Thread: Plaything with an itch (PatricioINTP & flex animous)

Unseen by almost all mortals are them. Accidents of nature who became sentient, they live an eternity of boredom if it was not for mortals. As they are to mortals, mortals are to ants, being nothing but playthings. Their tentacles of trans-dimensional connections to various worlds, time periods, and alternate realities spread over a higher dimension, and are able to observe but only slightly interact with local denizens of a population. When they do appear, mortals often view them as magical, demonic, or just plain cursed. To their boring existence, that was not enough. So from all dimensions, a few were appointed. Populating the area between worlds, these Middims as they like to call themselves middle dimensionals, appear to mortals as a more understandable form of a godhood to more primitive or backwater worlds. And to them, all but a few seemed primitive. Recently, a new trans-dimensional being was snuffed into existence when two black holes from different universes cross paths with a roving inter-dimensional vortex. Knowing they only have roughly 100 years, give or take a decade, to give it a plaything or potentially see an entire universe implode on itself as it has a tantrum, they picked one dimension for a sacrifice with special requirements. Perlento was a priest for Temperon. While conducting service on what could have been any other holy day of the week, the divine sent a message to all in the congregation. The face of a handsome man appeared saying that he has need of a woman suitable as a paramour and consort. In Temperon, the men value halfling women more than any other for their diminutive body, and halfling prostitutes often can charge men higher rates because of it. So a search was done for the most perfect, virgin halfling female in the land.
Thread: Plaything with an itch (PatricioINTP & flex animous)

Ellanor lived the simple life of a halfling slave on a owned by priests of Temperon. Her parents were also kept as slaves, her father in the fields, she and her mother as maids. Generally Ellanor's life was good. Many liked her her as soon as they met her. She was attractive for her race, with bright blue eyes, naturally curly red hair, a figure that was slim but with the soft curves indicative of her kind, and her demeanor was usually pleasant. As a slave she was obedient. Her duties weren't difficult, mostly cleaning and some simple cooking was required. Occasionally she read out loud to the aging priests, who took pleasure in her calm, clear, sweet voice. When the divine message was received by the priest and his congregation Ellenor and her mother had not actually been at services. But word spread quickly and her mother began to worry over her. Despite her nice looks Ellenor didn't flirt much... or ever, preferring to spend time with her family and a few close female friends. Ellenor's mother set her to tasks that kept her out of the site of priests and asked that she spend as much time in their quarters as possible. Ellenor herself worried very little about the whole thing. Assuming that some other, much more talented halfling woman would be chosen. In her mind already being twenty and unmarried meant she was quickly approaching old maid status. She rolled her eyes at her mother's request, but agreed non-the-less. She didn't take her agreement to seriously though and would carelessly put herself in the paths of her superiors.
Thread: Plaything with an itch (PatricioINTP & flex animous)

The priests, lead by Perlento, gathered around and brainstormed for suitable candidates. One proposed a sort of competition, but was rejected since the message sounded urgent. The gods expect us to be efficient about this, without looking like we are not doing a suitable sacrifice. A list of names was built, composed of unattached female halflings. Those lacking beauty was rejected. Then came the discussion about personality. Since the request said paramour and consort, some debated one who is submissive and easy. Perlento disagreed. We did agree to a virgin, right? If one acts too... slutty... then how can we be sure? Also we should not accept one who seem too anxious to be accepted. No, what we need is someone who seems LOYAL. Now, over the past day, who seems unmoved about all of this yet served us well? He was thinking of Ellanor and how she read to the elders and was never seen flirting. Over the past day it seemed her mother was trying to hide her, yet she still appear to make herself available. So after a little more debate it was decided. Perlento told some of the lower priests to go and get a suitable dress while he himself go and get her. If was nightime when he approached Ellanors mother about their decision, giving her similar arguments. Knowing she really have no choice in the matter, he walked past her and went to find Ellanor. Bending down, he explained. After a full day of discussion, we have picked you to be the consort. I will take you to a separate room and request you go to bed early, as in the morning we need to make you presentable. Once done, we will offer you to him. Do you understand? Have any questions?
Thread: Plaything with an itch (PatricioINTP & flex animous)

Ellanor's mother did protest but she was cautious, she couldn't afford to lose her families position. in the end there wasn't anything she could do. Defeated she stepped aside and waited silently outside of the room he was in with Ellanor. A few tears ran down her cheeks. At first Ellanor was surprised that the priest had come just to see her. But after hearing the news her expression was more like horror. But, sir, you can't want me! There must be someone else more... appropriate. She practically begged. There has to be! Ellenor couldn't believe they'd actually chosen her. She didn't see herself as anything special. And she certainly didn't see herself as someone a god would see as worthy. For the first time that anyone could remember Ellenor hesitated to do as she was told. Please, what could he want with me? She asked plaintively.