by mozenwrathe on Mon Apr 23, 2012 11:41 am
*Not every physical bout between people is about pain and suffering. More than a few individuals like slightly rough play when it comes to amorous dealings. Of course, the word "slightly" can be somewhat subjective. There are a few that like to romp around in a bed, and others who have done damage to inn rooms or camping grounds. Damage, you see, meaning the chairs were broken, the door torn off the wall, and the bed knocked over to cover the windows. As one might expect, rough play is not exactly appreciated by tavern owners.*
Would She Be Without Balance
by Ruidyynäh, dancer and entertainer and lover of two (at least)
did I never expect for her to arrive
one from my past life with my Possessor
she who is as long lived as myself
but not known to my lovers now as of yet
so while separated was I from my two beloved
were we reacquainted in ways most familiar
a game she loved to play with me for our owner
trying to make me submit to her will and way
but has there been many years between us
and will I no longer fold for her so readily
her fur sleeker than ever before did I notice
when she caught me off guard within my own room
teeth against my throat and tongue on my skin
but my arms slid back to pinch her inner thighs
scent in my nose almost lost but familiar
then her legs did I grip harder and pull forward
leaning back suddenly to topple her into my bed
noting with pleasure did I catch her without warning
with both my swift moment and stronger arms
her flailing caught my shoulder and bruised me
a sweep from strong legs against my calves
toppling me in my brief moment of pride
down I went like sapling from woodsman's axe
with Touhoushinki jumping me from her vantage
snarl on her lips as one leg parted my two
furious she had been so easily tricked
while my heart pounded within my breast
trying to decide my next course of action
her hands attempted to pin my shoulders down
sharp teeth against my sensitive earlobe
with hot whispering into my ear to weaken me
but my wrists swiveled to move my palms upward
fingers now kneading and teasing toward her center
arching my back to throw her off of me
only for her knee and thigh to slide against my sex
even with skirt to keep barrier was it not enough
as my throat released my moan of undesired wantonness
traitorous body so easily played by the vulpine
yet was I by far not finished for her to ravish me
leaning off to the side did I topple her off
but her legs now were both between my own
grinding and writhing underneath me furiously
hands moving from my shoulders to my bosom
each hand grabbing soft and eager cups of pleasure
my tongue hanging out before I could stop myself
only for her to nip it and then press her nose to mine
my eyes closing while I moaned again in lust
though my fingers slid up to her heat and pressed in
delving deep without spending time to tease
wanting her to know what I felt right then and there
her whimpering was melody to my spirit
as her hands pressed harder against my globes
sharp talons teasing around my aureoles
her tongue now lashing them swiftly without care
gripping and pulling me down to her harder
her tail lashing about beneath her wildly
as her hips slammed upwards against my own
trying to get me to move and give way again
for had I never defeated her before this day
though my fingers moved faster with my left
right hand hooking underneath an ankle
keeping her tamed for her weakness was there
kneading and tickling that point of her form
a cry of anguish and ecstasy now from her lips
pleading for her pleasure with tears in her eyes
talons almost piercing my back along my ribs
head thrashing as the tides of desire crashed
drowning her reason in the sensations of lust
but was now I the one wanting more from her
eyes crossing slightly as her bucking ways
released the trap door of my terrible needs
and my head bowed to her throat and shoulders
biting down and hissing out my lasciviousness
only for us to hear the door unlatched and opening
two very shocked heads looking in with weapons
one with hair like blood and flame wrapped together
the other with skin like burnished bronze
a long explanation would be needed much later
but for now the shock would lead to something more
current characters:
Prydain Mozenwrathe (Magi, smith, known to the Might Makes Right) ,
Ichilandar Shimmerstrike (dark elf, ranger, merchant) ,
Dasan (Sheykan, druid, real estate specialist)