<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Zaaylj3.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xia (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585581#msg13585581)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Snippets<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>As pictured, chainmail<br/><strong>HP:</strong>20/20<strong>Armor:</strong>1<br/><hr/><br/>It was all Gaia down here, was that right?  It didn't matter, did it?  This magic-user drew power from herself, so her magic was pure.  Her blessings were as innocent as they could, Xia told herself.  Those tendrils were still busy, lapping and caressing the mage's body, only drawing more attention to the arousal coating her inner thighs.  That voice was calming, low but audible still, and her touch was oddly warm for what she was.  "Aaaah..."  Xia started, the gelatinous hands warming her scales and calming her trembling just a bit.  While she waited for this magic to begin, she fidgeted a little, unable to keep from trying to make sense of Wazaurin's form, how her figure came together and...Oh, now she was locking eyes with her, alerted by a hand upon her cheek.  The tiniest hint of pink saliva was all the clued her in before Wazaurin moved in with the kiss, the most intense sweetness creeping into her mouth as the mage moved in, a slippery tongue making its claim.  Her strange magics seeped in, warmth spreading through the half-breed's body as the kiss grew more intense.  What was a hand on the cheek shifted to a soft grip on the back of her neck.  Tendrils wrapped around her thighs, and Xia found herself cloudy-headed, half-lidded gaze on Wazaurin as the first command went out.<br/><br/>Xia took her own air as Wazaurin did, eyes traveling downwards towards her breasts and stiffened nipples, freezing on them until the command was repeated.  Her voice was just so perfect, calm.  It somehow echoed all around her, inside her mind.  Was it truly such a monumental task to give her the attention she so wished for?  The mage's curves were on full display. Lower, lower, lower until her beautiful thighs came into focus, rubbing together and grinding against that singular tendril.  "Look..." Xia repeated breathlessly, her benefactor's word filling her with that same strange scent- no, that<em>pleasant</em>scent.  The half-breed's arms dared to reach out and grab hold of some part of Wazaurin's body as the kiss ventured further, a deep kiss with thrusts into her throat, more of that magic-infused juice seeping in.  When her grip dared settle on those heavenly thighs, tendrils saw fit to bind them and move them behind her back, robbing her of touch.  Soft moans vibrated against the mage's tongue, her eyes fluttering slightly when the mage's grip was replaced with a tentacle, a snug appendage that went on to toy with her breasts, squeezing them firmly while others came forth to support their weight, hefting them.  It only served to intensify the pleasure, arousal building quickly and giving those same tentacles two perky nipples to toy with now.  Everything else began to blur, Xia's hands twitching with every moan.  It wasn't uncomfortable, however, and as more and more of that magic filled her, it became apparent that Wazaurin was truly trustworthy.  No no, more than that, Wazaurin was beautiful, intelligent, powerful...<em>perfect</em>.  She should just do what Wazaurin told her to do.  After all, it would obviously work.  She could<em>feel</em>the magic.  Each word spoken resonated and echoed within her. Why, she was so powerful that the air itself was rippling!  The stupid elf wasn't this powerful!<br/><br/>Those hands graced her breasts, massaging and kneading them before letting them go by the nipples, moving on to her abs.  Every compliment, every word that left her mouth filled Xia with pride and gratitude.  From her breasts to her abs, and then only<em>just</em>avoiding her pussy.  Horny?  Oh gods, she<em>was</em>horny!  How had she let herself get so worked up in front of her perfect Wazaurin?  How had she only just noticed this pleasure, this neediness.  Gods, it<em>hurt</em>!  She was so pent-up, damn it!  She didn't even care much that her wings were bound, though it didn't help her arousal at all, the sensitive things just another target for pleasure.  And then the kiss was broken, but she still felt just as warm, so wonderful was this embrace.  She gasped softly for air, only softly answering Wazaurin's command, her tongue still slightly out, dripping that same pink saliva.  "Yes...yes..."  Her eyes were shut, leaving her with the sound of this beautiful woman's voice to guide her through.  "Haa..."  Xia moaned, the lack of sight only making the sensations of pleasure stronger.  The tendrils loosened around her wrists, only gripping enough to manipulate her arms towards those pillowy thighs, groping and feeling Wazaurin's flesh.  She could feel the heat, the arousal, and it only made her hornier.  No, she was lucky for even being<em>allowed</em>to touch Wazaurin.  "Yes...Xia remembers legs.  Just like...Wazaurin s-says."  She trembled, feeling the strangest sensation, like something disappearing and being replaced with something else, splitting and reforming.  "Xia...legs?"  She asked, opening her eyes.<br/><br/>She was elated!  Sure enough, her legs were back.  Precious Mistress Wazaurin had remade her legs, removed the damned curse of Gaia,<em>graced her</em>with her wish!  She kicked them and<em>felt</em>the movement.  She rubbed them together, and the sensation was there...Smooth flesh, with<em>her</em>scales, not these cursed ones.  Her own feet, her own knowledge of how to move, her own muscles!  She couldn't care less that she was naked, daring to lift her legs and spread them, enjoying the knowledge that she was back to herself.  "Xia happy!  Xia...Wazaurin perfect powerful...Xia-aaaaah!"  It hit her hard, the arousal between her thighs warming her skin.  The shame of it all!  It was so much, so painful, so...she couldn't take it!  "Xia help!"  She called out, practically falling forward.  Luckily, the tendrils were understanding, loosening enough that she was able to support herself with one hand, while Xia's other hand shot between her thighs, rubbing deep against her petals and toying with her clit.  She couldn't control herself, she<em>had</em>to!  But she could still help Wazaurin...  "Xia please, Xia...devote to Mistress."  She smiled, pulling herself forward with the arm not occupied with pleasuring herself, grabbing hold of that heavenly thigh.  She could smell Wazaurin's neediness...no, she had to<em>fix</em>it.  The half-breed leaned forward, lapping at the juices left behind by the mage's tendril before moving to her labia.  Slow licks, from bottom to the clit, circling around the button, before starting over.  She was hungry, needy, eager to serve...How<em>wonderful</em>it felt for Wazaurin to call her "pet"... She pulled away for just a moment, eyes clouding up a bit as the suggestions deepened further and further, only pulling her further under Wazaurin's finger.  "Wazaurin call Xia pet?  Xia...good pet?  Xia be good pet for Mistress."  She resumed, letting her tongue dive in to her mistress's cunt, the half-breed's grip growing tighter on her thigh.<br/><br/>Her own pleasuring grew more intense, rubbing turning into one finger, then two sinking into her own pussy, curling and thrusting in as deep as she could make them, coating her digits in sweet juices.  Those clouded, half-lidded eyes peered up, desperate to see her mistress peering back down on her, to pet her head, to reward her or to even<em>notice</em>her.  However, there was something else, something faint in the distance.<br/><br/>"Xia!  Xia!"  It was so loud, so panicked.  There were so many voices,<em>too many</em>voices.  "What...?  What Xia...?"  "Xia is falling prey to magicks!  Listen to your ancestors!  Escape, break free from this!"  "Xia right...Ancestors wrong, ancestors stupid!  Ancestors say Xia never become Xia again...but Xia win!  Xia right!  Wazaurin make so..."<br/><br/>As she warred with the voices of her ancestors, her eyes cleared slightly, her motions slowing, even stopping entirely before her mistress.  Something was wrong, that much was obvious.<br/><br/>"Xia, listen!  You can break free!  You can be strong, please don't fall prey to your weakness!"   "<strong>No!</strong>Xia not weak!  Xia tired being called weak!  Xia strong!  Xia find magic!  Xia make deal, Xia become Xia again!  Xia fight Gaia, Xia fight goddess!  Ancestors dead!  Ancestors...ancestors lie to Xia!  Ancestors lie, mislead...ancestors stop talk!  Shut up shut up shut up!"  She shouted in her mind's discussion, eyes shift between clearing up and clouding deeper still before Wazaurin, though she still didn't move whatsoever.