Re: Seeker of the Lost (orcha) GMed by dragoon93041
Alira allowed the waters of the basin to wash over her, enjoying their rejuvenating effects. When Astok had begun his light show, she felt a brief pang of fear, but once she realized that it amounted to little more than the spirit's usual posturing, she closed her eyes and attempted to ignore the rest of the rambling, determined to enjoy this brief and unexpected restful interlude as long as she could.
"Come forth, Ahael, Red Wing!"
Even as a wave of fatigue washed over her, quickly chased away by the healing waters, Alira's eyes snapped open, staring at the demon summoned by Astok's magic. What...what the hell is that thing?! How did he do that? Stunned at this unexpected display of actual power, the lithe thief stood in the water, petrified as the new arrival conversed with Astok. Her eyes flicked between her weapons, left out of reach on the edge of the pool, and the dark-red figure of Ahael. Unconsciously, Alira's gaze began to linger on the obscene spectacle of the demon's cock. Every time she glanced at it, it was harder for her to look away, as if the mere sight of the demon spoke to a deeply hidden desire within the night elf. Oh gods... stop it! What is wrong with you...
By then, Ahael had finished his conversation with Astok, and moved purposefully toward Alira, putting himself squarely between the thief and her weapons. As his clawed hands reached for her exposed breasts, Alira tried to shield herself with her bare hands, but her movements were surprisingly sluggish. Ahael's rough squeeze of her nipple drew a sharp intake of breath from the lovely thief, as the pain was accompanied by an unexpected flash of pleasure. The demon paid no attention to her reaction, moving away and sitting himself on one of the stone chairs in the pool, casually exposing his enormous erection.
"Slave, service me. Then you shall have your reward.."
Alira tried to scoff at the imperious command, but the small spikes of lust that she had felt at the demon's initial appearance had by now grown into an unnatural yearning. She caught herself licking her lips involuntarily, and bit her lip. I...I need to get to the...weapons... I need...
Alira took a shaky step... toward the demon. Even as a part of her mind railed against her, her growing lust pushed her forward. Another step brought her within reach of the demon, and in a haze, Alira watched her own hand reach out tentatively, and grasp the huge girth of the demon's cock, her delicate violet fingers reaching barely half way around the shaft. The feel of the demon's hot flesh in her hands sent her further down into the spiral of desire that was raging inside her mind. With a moan, she took the final plunge, and brought her full lips to the tip of Ahael's cock. At first tentatively, then with more and more urgency, she began to lick and suck at the head of the demon's cock.