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[PRIVATE] a fever you can't sweat out

Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
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At last, she is ensnared; a fly trapped in his web of salacious desire. She is jammed fast between his pillars of earth, and he gives a stallion's growl of satisfaction. She is at his mercy, a ripe banquet for him to feast upon like a starving beggar, to finally sate the lust that has been plaguing him for months and get the blessed release that his loins tell him he craves. It would be so easy to take her, to force aside her tail and crush her with his weight and the force of his ardour...

And yet. And yet. He hesitates, her rump perk and inviting in front of him, testing his resolve and his iron-hard self-control. To take through force would be...wrong. The black beast will kill, he will maim, he will abuse, he will dance in the bloodied carcasses of his foes, but somehow rape is a line he is not prepared to cross. She must be willing. He wants her to submit to him, to acknowledge him as the dominant party because he outwitted her with his earth pillars - he does not want to have to resort to taking what she is unwilling to give freely.

This outlook surprises him - he always imagined he would have no qualms about taking what he needs, willingly given or otherwise. It seems he does have a heart after all, hidden though it may be beneath walls of steel and black coal. He pauses by her rump, upper lip flaring to taste the air, manhood free and craving.... It would be so easy to mount, to own, but he doesn't. Instead he aims a sharp, authoritive nip for the base of her tail, seeking to press his massive chest against her rear to encourage her to give herself freely. "You don't really want to run, do you?" he rumbles. Slowly, hoping he will not live to regret it, he allows his earth spires to collapse into dust, leaving her free to move forward...unless she chooses to stay and indulge in the primal pleasure he can bring her.

BLESSED BY A BITCH FROM A BASTARD'S SEED
PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, PREPARE TO BLEED



@Mirabella

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]





Messages In This Thread
a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-11-2015, 11:11 AM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-14-2015, 12:15 AM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-18-2015, 01:13 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-18-2015, 03:14 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-18-2015, 03:40 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-18-2015, 03:55 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-18-2015, 04:13 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-24-2015, 03:42 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-24-2015, 04:06 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-24-2015, 04:43 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-24-2015, 05:11 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 10-27-2015, 05:35 AM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 10-27-2015, 12:59 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Mirabella - 11-09-2015, 03:51 PM
RE: a fever you can't sweat out - by Volterra - 11-15-2015, 01:32 PM

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