<i>Will the impudence never end?</i><br/><br/>The Dreadsteed's voice mused rather uncharacteristically amused.<br/><br/>Behind the Demon, Jessica stirred to her feet, a look of sorrow was pulled across her features. She had kept her vow to keep Nelwyn safe but at what cost? The Paladins blonde hair was a mess of loose strands, still clinging to her cheeks this time from a mixture of sweat and tears. Her pleading words for bargain had formed a temporary bond to the demon. Until her end of the bargain was fulfilled her body was not her own and she seemed to move unnaturally over the soft dune sands. Lurching awkward steps until once again collapsing to her knees at the Dreadsteeds hind legs.<br/><br/><i>What do I want? Simply what was bargained for. Heal my leg and I will carry you from this country.</i><br/><br/>Jessica nodded, in her mind she already knew the task before her but her dull blank eyes still held no control of her limbs. Clasps unlinked and her armored gauntlets dropped to the sand with a puff. Then the sound of leather sliding from her finger tips as her gloves were discarded. Her soft pink hands clutched the Dreadsteeds muscled thigh. The creature was still holding it limply in what appeared to be discomfort. Jessica's mind remained blank but her lips moved with purpose ushering small prayers of healing. Her hands shimmered warmly against the creatures black flesh and it quivered beneath her touch. Slowly the leg lowered and relaxed, fully healed from the shamans desperate bolt of frost.<br/><br/>It was then that a musky smell of earth filled the air. Nelwyn covered her nose with the back her hand and glanced around, "What is that?"<br/><br/>Jessica blinked. Her eyes full of life again, her body and mind were her own once again. "W-what? Where...?" It was then she noticed something warm fall against the back of her naked hand. Another blink and she focused, it looked like a nearly translucent drop of liquid? She tilted her hand and watched as the gooey drop slowly built itself and rolled down like a bead of thick honey. Her hand began to tingle delightfully and a small feeling of euphoria washed away the sorrow that had bent itself over her features so fully. She smiled to herself and without thinking gave the warm liquid a lick. She was so thirsty after all.<br/><br/>The Paladin cringed slightly. However much it looked to be honey it was not the taste was pungent but as she swallowed it and her throat and chest burned warmly as if she had just took a sip of mead. The feeling of euphoria only seemed to grow by ingesting it. She felt great. Better then she ever had. Her whole body tingled now and all the menaces of their situation seemed to dull into background noise. All that mattered now was the pleasure creeping over her body.<br/><br/>"What is this?" Jessica whispered more to herself then to anyone. Suddenly another several drops felt against her hand, another few more missed and landed in the sand, in almost a squirt. The Paladin looked up to discover the source of this falling liquid. She could see it, the demon stallion’s hard cock, hanging by sheer dint of its weight straight down. It was a neat length of fore-arm thick meat, capped by a flared head, like that of an ornate lampshade. Jessica's mind flash back to a younger time when her father had taken her to the stables and she had seen a stallions mottled shaft by accident. This one was much larger, thicker, and held the same overall shape but seemed to be wrapped in tendrils of some kind. One of the long tentacles even peeled back momentarily giving the Paladin a glimpse at the slimy muscle of cock that was sheathed beneath. That was when more of the liquid fell. This time she flinched and it hit the sand entirely.<br/><br/><i>Precum?</i>Jessica thought with subdued shock. Her body was still in the ever growing throes of pleasure and being face to face with a demons member wasn't having the alarming expectations it should have, she even found herself hungering for it. Despite the urge she pushed herself backwards on her butt and stood, with wobbly knees, to fall against her ally.<br/><br/>"Jessica?" Nelwyn gasped, fumbling to hold her staff but catch her friend at the same time and doing neither well. Both women went down to the sand in a tumble with Jessica some how ending up on top.<br/><br/>"Please," The paladin murmured her brow furrowing with a bite to her own bottom lip as she began to squeeze her thighs together, "Even though the armor," She teased two fingers against the plating that protected her crotch "I can feel it. I can't help myself."<br/><br/>The Priest could only watch in puzzlement shocked at her friends bizarre behavior. "Jessica? What happening to yo-" Nelwyn's voice was cut off as her lips were pulled against her friends. Jessica's armed pinned her ally and with a push she locked their lips in a warm kiss.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>