Thread: The Divine Punishment [TriniMad & darkest_fate]

True, the warrioress had been bold, but bravery on the battlefield translated rarely into bravery in the bedroom. Azondious had seen it time and time again fierce fighters turned into mewling babes as soon as you began touching their skin. Peel back armor, peel back weapons, peel back clothing, and you found a desperate human beneath most. Yet this one had that inner fire, refused to mewl for him, or so she claimed. He took those defiant lips in his once more, pouring more fire into the woman. His magics would most certainly enhance the experience, as he knew, but he wondered if she was blaming what happened almost entirely upon that. For he knew better he only enhanced what was already there, adding more sensation and made things more delicate. The slight addictive quality to his fluids, the slight aphrodisiac, wouldn't have turned just any woman into this sexual minx. A wet crotch ground in a hard stroke against the pillar. The demon actually groaned at the sensation, and he was beginning to become less surprised at this. he could feel the fluid pulsing from the tip of his cock, but even feeling it left him slightly surprised for seeing it splattering against those breasts. The demon's hungry eyes stared at the heaving orbs, already slightly smattered, slightly claimed by his own seed. He wanted to bathe her in it, to let the entire demonic world know that she was his . His cock pulsed all the stronger at the very thought of it, another rumble growing in his chest. The gesture caught his attention, his eyes went to her, and he watched as she stuck it inside her mouth. Another spurt of precum leaked just from watching, almost instantly replacing what she'd worked off. I am not wholly to blame for this, he growled in response, knowing he was starting to lose his cool even as he drove more hot kisses. His cock demanded what Raelynn's body wanted to be sheathed inside this impressive woman. Each passing second it did not receive its demands caused it to leak and strain all the more, demanding that he give in. A lesser demon would have, but he was Azondious the Deathwing, demonic master of lust and fear and he would not give in. A fact that he reminded himself of as she literally reached up and used his horn as some sort of grip to grind. The new position caused new sensation, rocketing into Azondious and fueling his inner fires. The glowing eyes pulsed with lust now as he met that defiant steely gaze. More hot growls left. My lust for you dwarfs your own, the demon growled, again raking his hands along her form, feeling the contours and curves. His talons began catching more on studs and pieces, as his care had started to slip. They went to those breasts, shoving them forward, creating a more noticeable valley for his cock, enjoying the soft flesh as it nestled against him. Are you so desperate for your world to be shattered, virgin maiden? Yes, I know, he growled, staring down at her, his own hips grinding against hers. I also know that I break succubi. You do not know with what you meddle, beautiful mortal. Continue to taunt me at your peril, for you will unleash a force you are not prepared for, he smiled at her then, a predator's smile, the type that filled the nightmares of lesser beings. This smile continued as those lips yet again lowered, to take hers, pouring more of his fiery lust into the lip lock as his wings enveloped. He pulled her up a little more, not that she had been touching floor for some time, and let her slide against him, rocking her against his fiercely pulsing cock.