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The Land of Forever Fall
Aiden:
--- Quote from: SINIB on August 25, 2021, 02:50:49 PM ---Thorra
Lirazel felt Thorra's quiet giggle gurgle against her ear as Thorra continued to kiss at it. She slowly worked a circular pattern around its base, sucking on it for just a brief moment before moving to another spot on the elf's ear. "You're the hero of your own story. Don't get caught up in the details of the past—it obscures your sight of the future." Thorra muttered. She gently wrapped her left arm around Lirazel's waist, sliding the other one gently down the princess's shapely thigh. "You shouldn't wait for a hero who may or may not come. We should use each-other to refine our own strengths and compensate for one-another's weaknesses."
Thorra planted another, longer kiss against the same ear, pressing her mounds right up against Lirazel's back. She could feel Thorra's arousal pressing against her. Gentle sparks of electricity raced up her arm in the meantime, relaxing the princess's muscles with Thorra's rythmic ministrations. "You're one of my chosen wielders. That means you too have the capacity to be a hero."
--- End quote ---
Lirazel
Lirazel's fingers threaded their way into Thorra's golden hair, while her own stood on end as soft surges of lightning shot through her nerves. Her grip tightened every time the hammer's beautiful body touched her ears so intimately, and eventually she pulled as if to stop her. "Please." Her voice was breathless for once now, caught in her throat. "Let me look at you first, before you continue."
SINIB:
Thorra
Thorra pressed one final, long kiss on Lirazel's ear. She held her lips against it, gently pressing her full lips against Lirazel's flesh. Her hand slid down Lira's thigh and around to her buttocks. Then, she withdrew the kiss and turned Lirazel around. The hammer wore a cute half-grin on her face. Static ran down the length of both of their bodies, tickling and stimulating them. Then, the plates covering Thorra's chest clattered to the floor, and she leaned forward to press her soft chest right against her partner's bosom.
"You're beautiful, Lira~" Thorra whispered in her ear. One hand caressed the elf's cheek while the other cupped her apple-shaped ass.
Then, she leaned in and planted a lavacious kiss onto Lira's lips.
Aiden:
Lirazel
The elven princess couldn't stay tense with all that energy running through her. Feeling someone grasp where she'd not permitted others to before, tasting hot breath against her skin, it was all so new. Most novel of all was hearing someone call her that, and having it be something that sent a fresh flush of heat through her rather than merely experience it as a reality.
She was blessed with beauty. It was a fact, a simple inevitability, a feature that every Princess of Endien possessed by virtue of her birth. For Lirazel, it was merely an empirical observation that others found cause to voice in one moment or another. There was nothing to take pride in about it, for all that it was proper she honor it as the gift it was. The difference here was, perhaps, why she leaned forward to meet Thorra in the middle between them.
"Mmm..." As she attempted to return the kiss she did so with far less zest and zeal, the hesitancy of inexperience and the gently tugging of her fingers in Thorra's hair respectfully requesting she not be overwhelmed.
SINIB:
Sakura
Sakura somersaulted through the air and gracefully landed on her feet facing Idril. She flipped a brilliant purple curl accompanied by a gentle sparkle around her hair. With a graceful ease, she slipped out of her top which proceeded to disintegrate into her shadow and free up her bouncy breasts from their containment. It also have Idril a first chance to admire her figure—the toned musculature of her eight pac dominated her gut, and her feminine curves were accented by the masculinity of her hard definition.
"You need not worry about that—while I am quite hungry, feeding is a desirable part of coitus, for both me and my partner. There is no need to offer me charity." She grinned, baring her fangs at the elf. They were long, pointy, and sharp, befitting of a direct spawn of the Vampire King herself. Sakura sat down, her shadow morphing into a chair for her to sit upon. "I may be younger than you, but I am not to be trifled with." Sakura too seemed more relaxed, but every action she took, every word she spoke, had a sort of nobility to it that it had lacked in the heat of defending her honor in front of their respective lord.
"It will be I who walks out of that door, not you."
SINIB:
--- Quote from: Aiden on August 28, 2021, 02:40:21 AM ---Lirazel
The elven princess couldn't stay tense with all that energy running through her. Feeling someone grasp where she'd not permitted others to before, tasting hot breath against her skin, it was all so new. Most novel of all was hearing someone call her that, and having it be something that sent a fresh flush of heat through her rather than merely experience it as a reality.
She was blessed with beauty. It was a fact, a simple inevitability, a feature that every Princess of Endien possessed by virtue of her birth. For Lirazel, it was merely an empirical observation that others found cause to voice in one moment or another. There was nothing to take pride in about it, for all that it was proper she honor it as the gift it was. The difference here was, perhaps, why she leaned forward to meet Thorra in the middle between them.
"Mmm..." As she attempted to return the kiss she did so with far less zest and zeal, the hesitancy of inexperience and the gently tugging of her fingers in Thorra's hair respectfully requesting she not be overwhelmed.
--- End quote ---
Thorra
Thorra's more experienced lips gently met hers. Her tongue pilied at Lirazel's mouth, gently teasing it open. Her tongue carefully grazed against the front of Lirazel's mouth, making sure not to invade her virginal mouth too aggressively and to savor her taste. Meanwhile, Thorra reached behind her, gently untying the back of the woman's dress while continuing to knead at her ass.
"Nnnhhhnnn..." Thorra gently moaned, reaching to help Lirazel slip out of her clothes.
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