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The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-13-2014
too safe. Often, in new places, the fair haired creature was shy and withdrawn, quieted by the denizens of wherever she happened to be. Now in such close proximity to this male (if Vetis was indeed even male), Jory was completely at peace. it was a tranquility she didn't earn, and that fact settled in the back of her mind, cancerous and growing with each passing moment.When he pushed aside the curtain and introduced her to where she would be staying, Jory stood close to his robes and peered sheepishly over the chamber. It wasn't much compared to her bedroom back home, but that had been made to suit two, rather than one. The bed present may have been able to contain multiple bodies, but only if they clung to one another in a fleshy pile. Again grinning, it brought back fond memories of the many nights Norsk and she had been so intimate, with bodies intertwined like a fleshy knot, all throaty moans and giggles when it came down to it. Stepping towards the bed, the lithe fae first set the urn on the night stand for safe keeping, and then turned back to her host. "
Raising a set of digits, she combed back a loose spill of gold from her sight. "
It didn't take long to fall asleep when she was at ease.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-13-2014
Vetis turned down one of the side passages and settled into his usual spot on his throne-like chair, gazing into the pool. At the moment, it showed nothing, merely offering a serene focus for his thoughts. He sat, meditating, for some time, until he felt Jory was ready, having just entered the stage of sleep when she would begin to dream. Slowly, he stood, focusing on her mind, drawing images from her thoughts, and then, with a snap of flame, he changed.
No longer a monstrous demon, he was now Norsk, her lover, in appearance and scent and taste and voice. Identical in every way to the man as she remembered him. His grin was still a bit sinister, but he quickly masked his usual emotions as he slowly made his way to her room, pushing aside the curtain silently and making his way to the side of her bed. He slowly settled into the soft bedding beside her, slipping his arms around her and stroking her face, easing the transition from dreams to reality in such a way that, with a little luck, the two would be indistinguishable.
As she began to stir, he leaned over and kissed her cheek, murmuring softly in her ear, "
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-14-2014
[/img]"http://i.imgur.com/IsQ6MKu.png" style="avatar" style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:0 18px;]In sleep, Jory had the least concerns of all, as her dreams often revolved around the mundane aspects of her life. Laundry in the river or cooking within a cluttered kitchen. Occasionally, it was a more exciting dream where she was running through the groves of Arcadia, laughing while the summer sun beamed brightly above. Outside this peaceful state, there were countless hardships to face, but they all seemed to disappear when she succumbed to sleep. Of course, she also dreamed of Norsk often, and those too depicted a quiet life in their native lands. He would come home carrying the scent of lumber, and sneak up on Jory while she busied herself with dinner preparation, his arms enveloping the slender woman so she could do little more than playfully struggle and give weak complaints about being busy. What she wouldn't give to forget being busy and just accept those affectionate arms again...
Something brought her to reality, though just as was planned, none of it seemed to be real. A very lucid dream at best, as the voice speaking was one she knew to be long dead. Ashes in a ceramic urn, set just feet from where she was laying. "
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Finally pulling away with a ragged whimper, one hand released the fabric of his shirt and wiped away what remained of her tears. A deep breath was taken so she could ask more levelly, "
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-14-2014
He slowly stroked her hair, making soothing sounds as she mourned. "
His hand wandered down from her hair, gently stroking the small of her back, pressing her to him. "
His hand on her back slid lower, making its way under her shirt, his fingertips caressing her bare skin as he kissed her again, more deeply, more hungrily, a long-lost lover making up for lost time.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-14-2014
this intimate, though knew it had to have been before Norsk died. When she promised him eternity, she didn't take it lightly - no one else had been given a chance to taste the lovely, albeit naive, Jory. Even as this dream seemed to intensify from simple whispers in the dark, the woman remained blind to the possibility it wasn't just a dream; it was easier than having to release whatever whole hearted hope she still kept of seeing him again.Wasn't this what she wanted?
The impostor earned more kisses, feverish and loving, where even her tongue would flicker and graze his like two hands seeking one another. She wanted to be held tight and never let go, ensured to this man and no other because he had long ago captured more than just her laughter and her tears. Genuine, unbridled love course through the Fae, and as her lover's passion grew, she reciprocated just as hungrily. Yet it seemed wrong. False. The dream was getting details wrong, and she knew it... By the gods, she knew it. She just couldn't stop herself from indulging in whatever craving this fantasy was derived from. Thighs shifted anxiously so one would part and wrap itself over his hip, drawing him in so she could work against his growing arousal, knowing he deserved release, even if he was nothing more than a figment of her imagination.
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The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-14-2014
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His lips wandered down her neck gently nibbling at her earlobe as he murmured, "
She was so warm. Not just physically, but emotionally. So eager to please. So desperate and willing. It was everything he could have hoped for, this first time after such a long dry spell. He was going to play this out as slowly as possible. A chance to play a game like this did not come often.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-14-2014
[/img]"http://i.imgur.com/IsQ6MKu.png" style="avatar" style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:0 18px;]It wasn't that she doubted this was her imagination could produce this quality of replica when it came to Norsk. The two had been paired together since she was barely a fledgling, and when their bond was finalized, he had been a gracious mate in every regard. He walked her through the steps, taught her how to please him, and in his way, treated her like a queen. Jory never planned to be so enthralled with Norsk, but as the years passed and the two lived their life in union, their love enveloped the entirety of her life. That was why his passing meant so much to Jory. No matter what she did, or how she tried to busy herself, she couldn't shake feeling incomplete. She just wanted to be whole. The copy shifted their positions so he could climb on top, where he was free stare at perfect breasts and press more kisses to her sighing lips.
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The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-14-2014
He gazed down at her as he dropped her leather trousers off the side, a soft smile on his lips. "
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She was remarkably unsullied. Most women, even 'pure' ones, had subtle hints of all the men they'd been intimate with, even if they hadn't been sexually intimate. Jory was the purest being he'd tasted in many years, more pure than some 'virgins', even. And he loved it. It meant he got to taste her, with only the faintest hint of her dead lover.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-15-2014
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-15-2014
He smiled at the sounds she made, at the gentle touch in his hair, at the way she tried to muffle herself to keep from disturbing... well, him. His tongue spent a long minute exploring her, discovering territory which Norsk would have mapped out long ago. On the other hand, he was a fast learner. Within a matter of moments, he was pleasuring her as though he'd done it all his life, guided by her sounds, by the motions of her body in response to his tongue.
Shortly, though... he was ready to move on. He slid up slightly, his tongue slipping free of her womanhood and seeking out her clit, swirling around it slowly, feeling the electric sensations of pleasure coursing through her body, inhaling deeply, feeding on her emotions, her ecstasy. His hands squeezed her thighs gently, before he finally slipped free of her, sliding back up her body, his tongue flicking teasingly into her belly-button on the way up, suckling gently on her nipples, before finally nudging aside her hand to settle on her lips, kissing her deeply.
He murmured against her lips, hovering on the edge of penetration, "
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-17-2014
The answer would have to wait as the impostor shoved his thick cock past her netherlips, the hole already soaked and primed for a smooth penetration. Still, the Fae's hips bucked into the motion, giving him the ability to sheath the entirety, her knees bending to either side of his hips. The action earned a guttural low moan, her voice husky with desire.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-19-2014
His clever mind could usually come up with responses to questions that he didn't actually know the answer to. But after such a long time alone, and such a heady taste from her climax, not to mention the perfect, tight feeling of her needy cunt around his cock, his mental faculties were somewhat in disarray. As such, he chose to neglect her question, focusing only on her body, and the pleasure that he could take from it. Giving her pleasure didn't seem to take much effort, if the bucking of her hips and the moan that escaped her were any indication.
He ran his hands along her arms, taking her hands in his, pressing intimately against her as he rocked his hips, plunging into her again and again, with the confidence and passion of a man who had done this many times before, of a man who was claiming his wife after a long absence. It was difficult, having never met Norsk himself, but he thought his impersonation was coming along nicely. The woman beneath him certainly wasn't complaining. At this moment he considered saying something, some flattery, but since he hadn't responded to her question, he decided strong and silent was the proper way to go.
The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-20-2014
wasn't it?The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - thedarkwyrm - 11-22-2014
Briefly, Vetis wondered if Jory could hold his seed. Humans were fully compatible with demons of his ilk, and, though she was some manner of fae, she seemed human enough. Less briefly, he wondered if he was going to keep her long enough for it to matter. She was warm and soft and delicious and supple, to be sure. The tightness that met his forceful thrusts, the moans she could no longer restrain... she was certainly encouraging him to keep her around.
He decided to let the pieces fall where they may. He was going to have his way with her, play the game as he had intended in the first place, and if she ended up in a longer-term game, all the better.
His grip tightened on her as he moaned against her soft skin, pumping into her with more and more force, his body pressing tightly against hers, feeling the way she reacted under him. With one final, passionate thrust, he buried his cock fully in her tight cunt, moaning out her name as his seed filled her.
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The Dark Forest [Kat and Wyrm; Closed] - Kat - 11-24-2014
[/img]"http://i.imgur.com/IsQ6MKu.png" style="avatar" style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:0 18px;]One doesn't assume they're still dreaming when they are filled with hot, sticky seed.
Jory was all moans and whines, a body drowned in the waves of passion. Hers was a feeling of contentment, something of an exaggerated euphoria brought upon by the throes of ecstasy. Every movement of his hips was returned by a bucking, arching raise of her own, and she made it clear every inch of his cock was hers to swallow. Tight muscles constricted, choking the girth of his member with a force attempting to drive it from her body. His shape was molded, sought after by inner walls, enveloped in the rich juices of her first climax. When he made to finish, she too found herself lost in a dizzying, breath taking orgasm. Stomach taut, back tensed, her form locked into an arc and shuddered as a new aura of pleasure was captured.
Only when the ragged breathing and sharp intakes of air had slowed did she lock eyes with the creature above her. Something didn't seem right. Her lips attempts to form words but nothing could be collected in such a way. No, the shift in his vocals seemed all too familiar, but she dare not think who this impostor could possibly be, even if it only made sense that it was who she expected.