The Land of Forever Fall

[SINIB]

Sakura

Magic coursed through Sakura's body, reinforcing her strengths into the realm of the heros. Her shadow crept up her legs in an intricate tatoo pattern, and she stared right back at Valerie's elder disciple without a shred of fear. Instead, she withdrew several priceless gems from within her shadow, holding them in between her fingers at shoulder-level.

"No, it is not what I believe to be so—that turn of phrase implies a state of fantasy, heh." Sakura chuckled at Idril, taking in her stance, watching all her limbs and most importantly her scythe. She was confident that despite this woman's obvious experience, that she remained their teacher's lesser.

"I'd hate to destroy your fine establishment, though. If you wish to challenge me, shall we take it somewhere more appropriate?"

Her red eyes gleamed.

[Aiden]

Thorra

She was quite good, a supremely talented smith. Her method was unique and her technique was flawless. Thorra let out a soft moan as the song seeped into her metallic form.

But, she knew that Lirazel still had a ways to go—she was not as skilled as the dwarvish smith who had forged her. The technique was only approaching perfection, it failed to exceed it and go beyond.

The princess felt a pair of breasts press against her head. Thorra's long arms draped around her shoulder. She reached down and grabbed ahold of her own shaft, running a finger down the length of it with a gentle hum.

Lirazel

It spoke of the princess' great concentration on the truth of Thorra that she did not miss a note merely because she was so intimately close in flesh rather than just spirit. But as the harp continued playing her ears twitched, and her breathing caught in her chest. "H-How do you feel? I've never had a chance to truly ask the weapons I shape this."

[Bern]

Valerie

"Sakura..." The blonde king spoke oh so sweetly as she walked in between with a stride of absolute confidence. " Perhaps you should inform me of when I ever gave you the right to interrupt me." Her tone grew deeper and deeper the closer she came. Then she suddenly spun around and faced Idril.

"And you Idril, being my student does not give you the right to refer to one of my one as Child of Man, have you lost your wits?" This was particularly insulting cause her kin were her children and she most definitely not of Mankind.

"This hot-headedness is precisely why I left Emilia in charge when we left.  Who beats who is inconsequential for standing in my harem. There are members at home who could crush either of you depending on the match up. No if you two naughty little girls wish to impress me so, then take this fight to the bedroom and see who the dominant one is-"

[Aiden]

Idril

If Idril was frightened or harmed by Valerie's words, she did not show it. No, all that came was an elegant eyebrow lifting in bemusement. "What she is does not change what she was in my eyes, great teacher. If it displeases you to hear otherwise, I will refrain from it." She turned her scythe in her hands once more, and allowed it to fade into shadow out of sight, before extending the hand it was held in toward Sakura. "I am of course up to the challenge, if she is."

[SINIB]

Lirazel

It spoke of the princess' great concentration on the truth of Thorra that she did not miss a note merely because she was so intimately close in flesh rather than just spirit. But as the harp continued playing her ears twitched, and her breathing caught in her chest. "H-How do you feel? I've never had a chance to truly ask the weapons I shape this."

Thorra

Thorra's chest settled against the back of Lirazel's head. They were gentle and almost weightless, and felt like two large soft clouds were pressed gently against her, embracing Lirazel without resistance. She could feel more things about Thorra's body, too. The impossible softness was her defining feature. It was easy to simply fall against her body and enjoy the comforting feeling. But also, she could feel its stillness. There was no heart beating within her body, no circulation, only the gentle hum of a generator within, an electric crackling within her just under her skin.

"Your music is subtle and healing." Thorra replied. "I've never had a gentler touch upon my metallic form. And I can feel your careful wishes washing over me, resonating throughout my form. I see now you're not just worthy of wielding me. You're a great smith in the making, and soon, you'll be able to reforge me once again..." Thorra hummed it out in her high pitched gentle tone. She crouched down and planted a gentle kiss against the back of Lirazel's ear. "I can also say this with confidence–it is not your fault–the great weapon of the heros must have run out of energy in its own right. You care far too much about us for it to be an issue of compatibility." Then, she testingly planted another kiss against the same spot, ready to stop at the first sign of discomfort or rejection.

[SINIB]

Valerie

"Sakura..." The blonde king spoke oh so sweetly as she walked in between with a stride of absolute confidence. " Perhaps you should inform me of when I ever gave you the right to interrupt me." Her tone grew deeper and deeper the closer she came. Then she suddenly spun around and faced Idril.

"And you Idril, being my student does not give you the right to refer to one of my one as Child of Man, have you lost your wits?" This was particularly insulting cause her kin were her children and she most definitely not of Mankind.

"This hot-headedness is precisely why I left Emilia in charge when we left.  Who beats who is inconsequential for standing in my harem. There are members at home who could crush either of you depending on the match up. No if you two naughty little girls wish to impress me so, then take this fight to the bedroom and see who the dominant one is-"

Sakura

The shadows retracted back into their natural form, slinking back down Sakura's skin as if they were flat snakes returning to their nest. Sakura grinned, flashing her long, protracted fangs ready to feed on her venerated elder pupil, and then ran a hand through her singular curl, flipping it to the side. "It goes without saying that such a contest isn't beneath me."

She turned to her blond King and looked her very seriously in the eye. "I shall put this pupil of yours beneath my heel, whether it be through bedding her or defeating her in a duel. I hope that you'll be watching with keen interest. I won't disappoint you."

[Aiden]

Thorra

Thorra's chest settled against the back of Lirazel's head. They were gentle and almost weightless, and felt like two large soft clouds were pressed gently against her, embracing Lirazel without resistance. She could feel more things about Thorra's body, too. The impossible softness was her defining feature. It was easy to simply fall against her body and enjoy the comforting feeling. But also, she could feel its stillness. There was no heart beating within her body, no circulation, only the gentle hum of a generator within, an electric crackling within her just under her skin.

"Your music is subtle and healing." Thorra replied. "I've never had a gentler touch upon my metallic form. And I can feel your careful wishes washing over me, resonating throughout my form. I see now you're not just worthy of wielding me. You're a great smith in the making, and soon, you'll be able to reforge me once again..." Thorra hummed it out in her high pitched gentle tone. She crouched down and planted a gentle kiss against the back of Lirazel's ear. "I can also say this with confidence–it is not your fault–the great weapon of the heros must have run out of energy in its own right. You care far too much about us for it to be an issue of compatibility." Then, she testingly planted another kiss against the same spot, ready to stop at the first sign of discomfort or rejection.

Lirazel

It was impossible to concentrate now that contact had become caressing in so smooth a manner. The princess' fingers grew still along the strings of her harp, while her long pointed ears twitched in sensitive fascination. The second of them forced a musical gasp to escape her lips. "R-Reforge you, when you are already so great? How could anyone hope to improve on what I felt with you in my hands?"

Carefully, she slid her instrument to the side along the floor which moved to accommodate the motion smoothly. Lirazel bit down on her lip while resting one of her hands back on Thorra's metallic head, and the other reached up to brush against her soft face. "Are you sure you would prefer this Princess, over the chosen Hero?"

[SINIB]

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 weilders. That means you too have the capacity to be a hero."

[Bern]

Valerie

"Wonderful but all I hear is talk and talking is cheap. You two will need to show me your worthiness with action." She grasped onto both of them and marched them over to an empty room where upon arriving she threm them inside.

"And do not come out until the other has passed out." It would be better if thosr two could work it out without having her looming above them, so they could really be honest. She could always claim her spoils later.

[Aiden]

Idril

There was no hint of a stumble as the two were deposited abruptly in one of the luxurious side rooms, with a truly magnificently sized bed. As soon as the door was open and Valerie's attention turned away from it, Idril seemed to relax. It was just the slightest of cues, her ears twitching and her shoulders losing a small measure of their tension. She held a finger up between herself and Sakura as if to urge her to wait. "You truly have come a long way. Tell me, when is it that you last fed, young childe of Valerie? I will not defeat you at any less than your best."


Sage

As soon as the vampire king was done with setting her students up for that, a familiar cat began rubbing against her ankles with a loud motor purr.

Everyone else was busy gossiping and dancing, casual displays of minor magics filling the air with song once more.

[Aiden]

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."

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]

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.

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.