<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/591f36f3c218069a0bee5284223ab8be/tumblr_mgpbyumLgF1qg22hlo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Spade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15693442#msg15693442)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entertainment lounge inside a currently enchanted booth --> Spade's bedroom<br/><strong>Action:</strong>hot & heavy ;)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>White dress shirt, navy-blue vest &amp; slacks, a tie that mirrors the ocean and a golden button holding the heart of a star.</del><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cleo<br/><hr/>Perfectly compatible partners seemed to be hard to come by for the Inn Keeper and so whenever they did appear, he liked making the most of their time together. It was hard to keep track of eternity when he was timeless, and he could not remember the last lover that had excited him the way the fiery bird had done tonight. It felt like Cleo had been molded out of living flame specifically for this purpose: to be here with him and feed from the immense pleasure he could give her. She was a smart girl and was quickly learning some of the secrets behind his place and his existence. She could sense it: the way the energies of this place clashed and intertwined with each other. Creating a space separate from reality so that Spade could enjoy himself without any limitations. He rewarded Cleo’s intelligence once she voiced her observations, letting her experience more of what he was truly capable of.<br/><br/>She came down into his lap again and he groaned blissfully at how good it felt when her slick pink pussy squeezed around him. He could sense her squirming at how he stretched her out and throbbed against the warmth of her insides. The heat of her self-lit candles trickled against his marble skin as he worked himself into a delicious sweat. He embraced everything she gave off, drank on it like she was an intoxicating fountain of youth only for him to experience and savor. She chanted his name, and it rang alongside of her magical heart song. A sound he had never heard before but was enchanted by, borrowing from its melody to further ignite his own potent magics. Her nectar dripped along his massive and thick shaft, coating him further, making him stickier thanks to her constant releases. Their gazes met and he flashed her a brilliant smile. Those green hues sparkling with adoration and might, helping her float along the spells and incantations that subtly decorated their auras.<br/><br/>“Fuck, Cleo. Your little pussy feels so good, pretty bird. So wet, so tight, squeezing my big hard cock for more cum…” he murmured before he listened to her pleas again. Such sweet and soft words that he would never tire of. He wondered what else the immortal bird wanted, and with that thought, he knew that they needed another place to have their fun. As exciting and arousing as it had been fucking her for anyone to overhear, perhaps it was time for them to sneak away into some privacy. But first, there was the matter of her most current filthy desire. He pounded into her tight little hole, her petite body colliding into his lap. His huge cock squeezed and pumped its way deeper into her core again. Thudding against her from within, the angry cockhead reaching its limit and pressing against her there. Then, he realized that they were both close. Their orgasms were going to align – and he possessed the sheer will and arcane ability to make it so. “Cum for me, Cleo, and I’ll give you more cum. Then make you even messier in my bedroom,” he promised her as he appealed to her delicious tendency for marathon sex. The race was far from over for the two new lovers as the Inn Keeper found his peak again. He growled and grunted when he made it there, and once more, the man began to flood Cleo’s womb with his magically potent seed. Though they were far from finished, he allowed himself to soften, taking a moment to catch his breath and admire his sun-kissed lover beneath him.<br/><br/>“Now close your eyes, sweetheart,” Spade would whisper as he leaned down to plant a soft and tender kiss to her pink lips. It happened so fast: it would feel like she had melted into the cushions of their former location, only to blink and appear somewhere else entirely. Buried in a massive bed of brightly colored silk blankets and fluffy pillows, staring up at the illusion of a twinkling night sky enchanted onto the ceiling of Spade’s bedroom. Their candles followed them and were floating around them aimlessly now as he peppered more kisses down her neck. In the distance, the sound of a babbling creek, birds chirping, as if they were outdoors yet in the comfort of a warm and luxurious bedroom.<br/>