<div class="floatleft">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Thomas__Dresden_Files_by_dauntingfire-1.jpg)</div><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cyrus Valerian</span></em><br/>HP 56 (Current HP 56)  AC 16</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9084)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Camp</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Shivers raced down Cyrus' spine at irregular intervals as he savored the warmth that still embraced his cock.  Thoughts struggled to coalesce in his mind as the afterglow eased away any bit of tension or worry in his body and mind.  All there was at that moment was Pantea and himself.  He had no idea that there was now a third involved, or at least would be after a number of months.  With all that had been going on with the world and how amazing it had felt to make love to his longtime friend again, he had entirely forgotten about the possibility that his seed could find its way to the dhampir's fertile egg.<br/><br/>Surely that would complicate things in the future, but for now the magus was entirely oblivious to what had just happened and simply basked in the lingering pleasure.  Perhaps a very distant portion of his more primitive brain had been aware, because in the wake of their tryst Cyrus began to feel a faint feeling of possessiveness over Pantea.  Not in the sense that she belonged to him as much as that they belonged to each other.  He simply shrugged off that emotion, chalking it up to being a result of such a fantastic lay.<br/><br/><em>"Wow."</em><br/><br/>Cyrus had a tranquil smile upon his face, finding the view of Pantea from this angle while their eyes met to be extremely erotic.  He all but purred in response.  "I know."  As he pulled himself free from her tight pussy, completely soaked in her nectar mixed with his cum, a sharp moan burst from his lungs as the feeling of it rocked his body like a lightning bolt.  He remained kneeling behind her for a moment, gradually catching his breath while his hand lightly caressed her back.  "Would you like to join me in my bedroll this night?"  Cyrus could think of no better end to such a fantastic lovemaking session than having her in his arms as they allowed la petite mort to take them both.