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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  From The Ashes We Will Rise-[Despayr]
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    Despayr
    They can see the lust that flick a flame to light in the abyss of his dark eyes.  The moment she brushes her flesh on to his it is lit.  

    He wastes little time in claiming his prize.  She was a womb, she knew this.  She also knew how disposable she truly was.  This act in itself could secure her a future here.  So she allows his advancements.  The nips of his incisors on her bruised colored pelt ignite a subconscious want.  The parting of her thighs reveal this and he is satisfied with knowing her truest desires.  A flick of her dark tail to the side presents her feminie parts to him.

    Urges thrust him on top of her and her legs brace for the added weight.  Also providing easy access for his entrance into her embrace.  He is pleasantly sizeable and not one bit soft.  Hard thrusts forward, make her lean back into him, causing nearly punishing movements.  His deep voice demands her to scream.  The feel of his tug upon her mane causes her head to rise and back to dip.  A gasping breath nearly chokes her into submission.  Clenching her jaw, she can feel him swelling and the thought sends tingles throughout her body. "YES! Make me yours my King!!" She releases the words just as he thrusts one final time.  His seed releasing into her as her own body pulsates from climax.  

    His tongue caresses the spot of which he held onto her.  Body nearly numb, somehow she manages to support his weight whilest he recooperates.  Catching his breath then slipping from her thighs.  Finding enough for words at least and she grins at his satisfaction. "The most, your Highness," she whispers smoothly.  Reaching out her sea foam lips to graze his sweat covered nape. 
    This Is What They Came For



    @[Arthas]


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    From The Ashes We Will Rise-[Despayr] - by Arthas - 04-15-2018, 07:34 PM
    RE: From The Ashes We Will Rise-[Despayr] - by Despayr - 04-17-2018, 11:42 AM



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