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Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

To Talver's great frustration, the dragon confirmed she was indeed toying with him on purpose. No, she wasn't just using him to mate--she had to make it hell for him. There was also something else she said, a ridiculous comment about how 'he will learn to enjoy this'--she couldn't possibly mean that she was going to keep him here...did she? But, Talver couldn't think about that at the moment as she continued grinding her hand against his shaft. He couldn't contain himself, his whole body squirmed and bucked underneath the dragon, inadvertenly probably giving her exactly the feelings she wanted, the visceral physical sensation that no matter what he did, he couldn't stop her from doing what she wanted. Talver gritted his teeth and shook his head from side to side, trying to break free, to attain sexual release, anything , but it was all for naught. He was forced to stay in a state of constant but unsatisfied arousal. But, finally, the dragon decided to move things along as she moved her hips further back, positioned her entrance above his shaft, and-- Talver gasped as she pushed down onto him, engulfing his cock inside her. He never felt anything like it. It was dry, but a good-feeling velvety-scaley kind of dry. The completely new sensation, coupled with how much foreplay the dragon had teased him with, quickly drove Talver closer to his climax. He knew had no nope to try and hold it back, and well...if he couldn't stop it, then he might as well get it over with as soon as possible. Talver began rythmically bucking his hips up into the dragon in time with her coming down on him, desperately trying to increase his own pleasure to hurry along his finish.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

His manhood felt odd to her as well. A dragon's member is much bigger of course in dragon form and much hotter. Still Sya is in no hurry to finish this mating section. His seed within her would alert her body to produce eggs, which would hopefully develop into half breed hatchlings. She does speed up her pace a bit, knowing that he's trying to orgasm to get this over with. With her tail she continues to stroke the outside of his thighs.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Talver grunted as he felt the dragon on top of him begin to ride him faster. Finally...come on, dragon bitch, let's finish this. He thought savagely as he tried to speed up with her. He braced his feet against the ground to try and prop himself up and give him more power and leverage as he slammed his hips upward into the dragon riding him. The whole time, her bescaled breasts bounced temptingly over his head as she sat vertically on him while leaning slightly forward so one of her hands could keep holding his wrists together. Well, at least I've got a good show... As he lost himself in the vigorous copulating, his hands twisted around in her grip so he could grab her own wrist as he squeezed, as if trying to return the pain of having his wrists crushed together back to her. He kept staring up at her with those harsh, defiant eyes even as he made himself an active participant in the act. There was nothing intimate about this, it was just raw, hard fucking.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Sya grinned down at him while Talver glared up at her with still defiant eyes. Alright, so she does lighten her grip on his wrists a little more. Quit fighting it. You will come faster and be left alone for a while. It gives her a great amount of joy to see him suffer under her. After all he is responsible for her own suffering.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Slightly surprised that the dragon woman actually did loosen her grip on his wrists somewhat, Talver stopped trying to crush hers back. When she tells him to stop fighting, he just rolled his eyes and closed them as he continued thrusting up into the dragon riding him. A short time later, he felt himself on the cusp of release as the pent-up energy surged into his loins. He started thrusting erratically, and with a loud grunt, his cock began squirting hot cum inside the dragon. His body jerked a few times as he emptied himself into her, and he collapsed back on the ground, breathing heavily.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Sya is no wear to coming, or satisfying the built up sexual energy. But for now she will let Talver rest. She lets go of his wrists and carefully removes herself from on top of him. If he where a dragon they would be engaging in a mutual cleaning session, akin to pillow talk and cuddling in humans. As it is she leaves him laying on the cold stone floor as she jumps out of the pit. Walking over to the pile of furs that serves as her bed she picks a couple good ones for him to use before jumping back onto the ledge and throwing them in with him. Bedding, is all she says.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Talver just laid back on the ground, breathing heavily as he recuperated. After a few moments, he returned to his senses and got to his feet, brushing dist and dirt off his naked body as he moved to pick up his clothes that the dragon-woman had removed from him when this started. When he realized that she had jumped out of the pit, he looked up as he was getting dressed with an indignant Hey, where do you think you're going? Get me outta here! He spoke petulantly, as a man who was used to being listened to. When she walked back to the edge of the pit moments later and threw down a pile of furs and claimed it was for bedding, Talver's stomach clenched in dawning horror. Hey, no, wait a minute! I gave you what you want, now let me go!
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

A deep throaty laugh greeting his command to let her go. My heat has been building for a year. Do you think one pathetic little fuck will make it go away? Certainly not! Dragons mate for life. You took my mate from me and you pay for it until I get bored with you! Sya tips her head back in gleeful laughter. Make yourself comfortable. Maybe if you behave well I well let you out of there other than to relieve yourself.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Talver's face burned red with anger and indignation as he glared up at the dragon-woman. Rather than make a retort, however, he promptly folded his arms and turned in place, facing away from the dragon-woman in a pouty I'm-not-talking-to-you-anymore way. Though it looked like he was throwing a defiant tantrum in giving her the silent treatment, he was actually thinking, planning, and most of all, waiting for her to leave. The more she underestimated him, the better.
Thread: Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

How he thinks he's going to get anywhere is beyond Sya. And if the thinks her cave is bad she could take him to where the snows never melt and let him cool off there until he decides to obey her. There's two ways out of her cave, the tunnels that lead into the mountain, which he could easily get lost in, and the main entrance. Other than the slight landing ledge, there's a swift drop off into the rocky valley below. Dropping down from the edge of the pit, she stretches out before her body starts to shift again. Back in her normal form she curls up before the entrance to the cave, blocking most of it except near the top.
Thread: Crash Landing

It was a quiet night like most others when a shooting star flitted across the night sky. At first no one payed it any mind, but it didn't vanish like every other shooting star. It grew larger and larger as it headed for the countryside. Eventually, the star became a large ball of fire, hurtling toward a small village. The ball of fire crashed into a cornfield, tearing a large gash into the earth and eventually coming to rest inside of a barn. From the wreckage of the barn stumbled a lone figure it wore a suit of high-tech black armor with red trim. It had a sword in a sheath at one hip and a pistol in a holster on the other. The armor covered the figure's entire body not even its face showed. It was difficult to tell the figure's gender because the armor added height as well as thickness the wearer of the armor could have been a woman as easily as it could have been a man. Although what remained of the barn was on fire, the figure's armor was cool to the touch. The figure moved with a limp, obviously injured despite the thickness of its armor. It looked about, attempting to determine if it had landed in a hostile area.
Thread: Crash Landing

Sharalyn came out of her bed with the first explosion, her sharp magically augmented ears picking up on the sound that most would have missed. She stood pulling on her dress settling the material for ease of movement as well as proper attire. As she dressed her mind reached out tracking the explosion finding its source just as the star crashed to earth. Feeling and hearing the rumble of impact Shara, could feel herself shaking. A fallen star was important to everyone, many people wanted them for the power they contained, while others like the village that she had sworn to protect needed the basic metals and the more base magic properties to help with everyday life. Grabbing her staff she rushed out just as everyone else was just reacting to the sound of it crashing. Kvaad! the spell left her lips as she rushed through the forest that was between her and the crash. With the added boast of speed she covered the distance across the forest and then the field in mere moments, arriving just in time to see the dark figure coming out of the burning barn. Raising her staff another spell leapt to her lips, Resrs Urb. With a flash of light from the gem on the end of her twistwood staff, an orb of light shot into the sky lighting the area around the barn up like day light. Holding the staff out toward the figure she let the magic glow in the gem, I am Sharalyn, wizard of the fourth order. You will surrender that star to me.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua'nal Val'Nareth stumbled from the wreckage of her ship only to be confronted by what appeared to be a half-fox girl brandishing a staff at her. The glowing light that shot from the end of her staff was unmistakably magical in nature, but appeared to be non-threatening. The fact that the residents of this world still used staves to channel magic told Lua that their technology was primitive compared to hers. Her largest problem right now, though, was that she didn't understand what the other woman was saying. Unfortunately, while her armor's shields had protected her from the majority of the impact, her leg had been injured and she now walked with an obvious limp. Even with her power armor enhancing her strength and speed, she doubted that she would be able to close the distance between them before the fox girl could hit her with a spell. Sighing, she drew her gun with her left hand and aimed it at Shara. Who are you? demanded Lua. Lower your weapon and tell me where I am! Just as Lua didn't understand Shara, Shara couldn't understand the drow. Furthermore, Lua's helmet distorted her voice slightly, making it difficult to determine her gender.
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Shara swallowed hard as the figure pulled something from her belt. That voice was so beyond anything that Sharalyn had ever heard, there was no tone no inflection, it was like something that wasn't living. Of course Shara had never heard synthesized speech before, the metallic sound was throwing her off. It didn't help any that the language was still so foreign. Shara could only assume that whatever it was that the figure was pointing at her was some kind of a weapon. The closest thing she had ever seen to that was a wand carried by a wizard, and that was never a good thing to have pointing at you. Stepping slowly forward closing in on the figure, Shara shifted her hand not on the staff in front of her. Hanging from her wrist was a shield bracelet that could absorb a large amount of magical energy, if it came down to a fight she would be ready. I don't know what you are saying but put that down and leave and I won't have to hurt you.
Thread: Crash Landing

Stop! commanded Lua, aiming her gun at the center of Shara's chest. As the girl came closer, she crouched slightly, preparing to spring forward the second she came withing reach. Don't come any closer! She turned the gun to one side and pulled the trigger, shooting a pulse of magical energy into the ground at the young mage's feet. The ground exploded with a crackling of electricity, leaving a small dent in the ground where the magical bolt had struck. Having fired her warning shot, Lua pointed her gun back at the center of Shara's chest. Do not move or I will kill you, shoutedi Lua.
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For Shara moving was the last thing on her mind. The needed opportunity had been given, the figure had attacked first. All the restrictions placed on wizard's magic came off freeing all her magical energy for the battle ahead. Planting her feet letting her stance widen a little she cast the first spell of combat, Kreard. With that word a glowing energy shield came around her protecting her from the blast of the weapon as well as the future assaults, or it at least should. Her eyes burned a dark red as she gathered the energy for her next spell preparing it to be loosed. The gem at the end of her staff glowed red storing the energy. Her voice had changed gaining a almost other worldliness to it, a slight metallic sound as though speaking for far away through a tunnel. I warned you, do not force me to harm you. All I want is the star, your life is yours to keep.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua could feel her power waning quickly her power armor's shields had drained a massive amount of mana during the crash. If the face-off lasted any longer, she wouldn't be able to remain standing, let alone remove her armor. She decided that the best move would be to end the situation in a single lunge. Coiling her legs, Lua dashed forward with surprising speed. As she put weight on her left foot, however, a sharp pain shot up through her leg, causing her to stumble and collapse. She dropped the gun, which tumbled out of her reach. As she struggled to stand, she felt the last of her power draining. The only thing she could do to keep herself from being trapped in her armor without any sort of life support would be to remove it. Using the last of her mana, she rolled onto her back and sent a pulse through the suit, causing the helmet to fold away from her head and the front of her armor to open up. Inside the suit was a woman with ebony black skin, silver hair and lavender eyes. She was 6'2 tall and her muscles were well-defined, much like a warrior's or an athlete. She wore nothing under the armor, revealing shapely C-cup breasts with gray nipples. Her crotch was bare, save for a small strip of silver hair over her sex. The woman was breathing heavily and her eyes were half-shut as she struggled to remain conscious.
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Sharalyn had been ready for just about anything. Had the figure attacked as it looked like it was going to, she would have fought as hard as she could. However watching the figure tumble over dropping to her back was a complete shock. Shara just stood there open mouthed, as the armor of its own accord opened, revealing the breath taking body of a woman. Waiting for a moment to make sure it wasn't a trap she finally let her shield drop and came over kneeling down near the prone woman. Shara couldn't stop her amethyst eyes from wondering over the beautiful form before her, a slight blush creeping into her fair face. Her hand came to rest lightly between those shapely breasts feeling the heart beat beneath the skin before moving up to touch the dark skined woman's neck. She could still feel the heart beat and the flow of her mana, just both were weak. Looking down into the woman's barely open eyes she smiled, Don't worry I won't hurt you.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua glared up at Shara from her half-lidded eyes, but didn't have the strength to muster a response. She feebly lifted a hand to try and push away Shara's, but could only manage to put her hand on top of the fox girl's before her eyes drifted completely shut and she slipped into unconsciousness. It was customary for the wearer of a suit of power armor to wear the armor and nothing else the inside of the armor was padded for comfort and clothing, unless specially designed, tended to interfere with the flow of mana from the wearer's body to the suit of armor. Lua's nudity didn't bother her in the slightest she had been brought up in a culture with very little modesty sexuality and nudity were not taboo in drow culture. Furthermore, she had been on a military vessel for the past several years where there were many other soldiers who wore power armor as well, so nudity was fairly commonplace among the soldiers.
Thread: Crash Landing

The woman passed out in front of her Shara sighing deeply in relief. She took a moment to stabilize the woman, with what little gift of healing magic that she had before turning to the star. Looking over the outline of in she frowned deeply seeing the perfect shape, even if a little banged up. She had seen a fallen star or two in her time, and they never looked like this. She would need to look into this deeper. With a wave of her staff and a simple spell slipping from her lips Shara cast a cloak of hiding over the star. With a bit of work she got the woman that was passed out up and back to her home. Searching for any wounds that needed healing she found only the leg. With a simple spell she reduced the swelling letting the natural healing take over from there. All that was left was to wait, covering Lua with a sheet, Shara settled down in a chair and dosed off herself. The woman's weapons hidden in a closed magical chest that would be difficult for any mage to open.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua slept restlessly through the night, waking several times for a brief moment before slipping back into unconsciousness. Any mage who had ever completely drained their mana would know the sensation it felt like you had just sprinted a marathon, but without the ache in your muscles. Every part of Lua's body was both numb and felt like it was made of led she couldn't have moved even a finger if she wanted to. This sensation slowly fade as her body regenerated mana, but come morning she still felt sluggish. Lua sat up with a groan and began to look about the house for her equipment. She didn't bother looking for clothes for the time being, largely because she doubted that the fox girl from the previous night would have anything large enough for her. She eventually found the chest but, despite her best efforts, couldn't get it open. With a curse, she kicked it before going off to the kitchen to look for something to eat. After rummaging around in the cupboards for a little while, she grabbed some cheese and some dried fruit before settling into a chair to eat.
Thread: Crash Landing

Sharalyn had gone out early since she didn't have anything that would fit the larger woman, so had gone to get something. While out she had also stopped to pick up more food as her larder was almost bare as it was. Along with the shopping she had gone back out to the crash site moving the ship with a rather complicated teleport spell to someplace closer to the village where others would find it. Coming back to her home she came into the kitchen and stopped dead, the woman was sitting there eating, naked. Shara blushed slightly and set the packages down on the table looking across it at her guest. Good morning, I'm glad to see you are feeling better. She picked up the package of clothing she had bought for her and placed it about the middle of the table. Pointing at it she then motioned to Lua, I wasn't sure what size you were but I thought this would fit. Taking a moment more she turned and started putting the food away.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua took the clothes, a fairly simple robe and a pair of sandals, and put them on. It wasn't the spider silk that she was used to wearing, but it would do for now. Once dressed, she went back to eating. Food was an excellent way to replenish her physical strength as well as her mana. After finishing the fruit and cheese, she turned to Sharalyn and gave her an appraising look. I know you probably won't be understand this, she said, but the best way for the translator to work is for you to talk to me and for me to talk to you. The more we say to each other, the more the translator has to work with. Now that Lua's helmet wasn't distorting her voice, Shara could clearly hear the tones and inflection of the drow language. Her voice was melodious, but the words she spoke had a harsh undertone, making her language sound just a little bit unsettling. I don't suppose you have telepaths on your planet? she asked, sighing and rolling her eyes.
Thread: Crash Landing

Sharalyn sighed as it became clear that there was little if any way that they could understand each other, there was magic to allow them to speak to each other, but Shara was unable to cast it. That along with all other divination spells, which any number of them could have allowed her to understand Lua in some way. It just something that she wasn't gifted in, and her people had yet to unlock the magic potential within all of them, that covered all magic, they still relied on a person being born gifted. Sighing she smiled and moved over to the sink, and without knowing why just continued to talk to the strange woman. I suppose it is silly to ask what you would like for lunch, I was thinking some kind of stew. She looked back at Lua brow crinkling in consternation. Well this is difficult isn't it, how to bridge the gap this time huh? she could help but smile and laugh a little at how silly she was being talking to someone that couldn't understand her.
Thread: Crash Landing

Lua sighed and leaned back in her chair, starring at Shara. She laced her fingers together in front of her mouth and rested her elbows on the armrests. This is going to be a long few days, she grumbled. It feels like I'm hitting my head against a wall here. I should have taken those telepathy classes. Well, hindsight is 2020.
Thread: Crash Landing

The next few days passed slowly for Sharalyn, she kept trying to talk to her guest and was surprised to find out that slowly she seemed to be learning to understand at least what was being said. They hadn't really gotten into much of a conversation yet, and what little Shara could learn from the short one they had was not helpful. The woman seemed to think the star was more than that and that she had ridden on it? Something must have been lost in the translation she thought as she walked back through the town once again. She was on her way back to her house after tending one of the sick women in the town, as local wizard it was her duty not only to protect, but also to heal what she could. As she was crossing the square there was a sudden explosion behind her and it threw her off her feet. Gripping her staff tightly she rolled over not caring about the fruit that lay destroyed at her feet. Pulling herself up she found herself facing a large black wolf. Snarling softly in recognition, she raised her staff. Carvel the black, what are you doing here? The black wolf wasn't alone, there were dozens of other wolfs and predator animals coming up behind them, though clearly from their dress they were the muscle not the brains. The Black Wolf smirked, Sharalyn, Haverthal's bitch. What do you think to do? Even if I tell you what I'm doing, there is nothing you can do to stop me. Why not tell me then? Your ego did always like a good stroking. Oh wait that was something else, when you could find someone to do it that is. The wolf growled and sent a bolt of force out toward the little fox wizard, and it was clear that Shara was out matched. The bolt ripped right through any defense that she put up sending the little fox spinning through the air to collapse on the ground a good ten feet away. I want the star cunt, you will not stand in my way again!