<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56491.msg2609642#msg2609642">Quote from: Darkling on 05-01-2010, 18:32:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Darvius did a great job of keeping Avorn balanced between pain and pleasure. Each time the Marine's shaft struck the end of her channel, it sent a twitch of pleasure through her body, causing her to moan loudly. His hand on her clit caused her body to writhe in pleasure. While his large form, looming over her body, his breath on her neck, pleased her immensely. Sufficed to say, she was enjoying herself quite abit. Being who she was, id was her natural inclination to try to compete with, or outlast her current bedmate, something she also routinely tried with the Space Marine, though in Darvius's case, it usually proved to be a futile gesture, as he possessed... well, inhuman, levels of stamina, which she knew extended  to lovemaking, but still, she couldnt help but try.<br/><br/>As a result, she held out for quite a while, but in the end the result was the same as it always was. Her back arched just-so, her body quivering with release, as she cried out in orgasm and her inner walls twiched and clenched, as if seeking to milk the seed from him, while the flow of her juices would increase for a moment, before lacking off . Shed only made a moderate effort to sound proof her rooms, as a result, the whole bridge would be <strong>quite</strong> aware of her satisfaction. Afterwards she slumped slightly, and cursed that she 'lost' but the marine was certainly used to such things by now.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Darvius sighed out happily, his hot breath cascading down over her flesh one last time. He would whisper softly into her ear “and victory goes to the Space Marine, yet again” slowly he slid from her embrace his powerful hands tenderly massaging her back and hips before swatting her rear end firmly. His large frame stood up right fully, he smile and grabbed one of her sheets teasingly wiping his length clean with it. He had climaxed, though he hadn’t ejaculated, he hadn’t released his seed.<br/><br/><br/>In truth he had stopped doing such long ago, after their third time in bed he had stopped releasing his seed within her. She had no desire for offspring, and he had no desire to give her what she didn’t want. He scooped up his robes and donned them rather quickly, he would glance to Avorn as she lay upon the bed “rest well Avorn, this was fun and enjoyable as always, maybe we can do such again” he gave a soft wave and then left her to herself. He had never seen or remembered Avorn as the soft and tender type, she seemed more than happy to have her fun and leave, so he gave her, her space.<br/><br/><br/>He would leave the way he had come, moving to his throne and his armor. Slipping in, his hand triggered the gauntlets, and with another set of groan and whirls of motors and engines the servo arms returned his armor about him. His armored gauntlet slowly lifted up the helmet, his eyes looking into the display on the eye pieces for a moment before pushing the helmet back into place. With a hiss of compressing air, the seal was formed. With a soft grunt he willed his body up, moving towards the mess hall. He wasn’t hungry, in truth he hadn’t been hungry for the last couple of days. So he would find a bench and just relax in the common place. He would scan the room, taking note of whom was there but otherwise cared little for the happenings of day to day.<br/>