Dark Lust (Erlind & Dor)
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				Title: <strong>Dark Lust (Erlind &amp; Dor)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>14-07-2015, 03:03:49</strong>
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				Jareth Tal Rasha, Mist in the Night, Fire of Darkness, Lord of the Blood Moon.<br><br>Ages ago before Man, Elf, or Dwarf rose and became stewards of the world, it had even less kind masters.&nbsp; In the age before Demons ruled over the primal void.&nbsp; So vast their powers and uncontested their rule, that many worshipped them as gods.&nbsp; One such group was the Elves of the Valley of the Moon.&nbsp; Most such mortals were beneath the notice of their evil masters who saw them as nothing more than food and entertainment.&nbsp; After years of sacrifice, willing slavery, and feats of utter loyalty, there was one demon that took notice.&nbsp; Jareth Tal Rasha took notice of the simpering Elves in the valley below his palace and realized they had the potential to be so much more.&nbsp; Jareth descended the mountain and came to the Elves offering them a pact.&nbsp; He would guard them jealously from the dangers of the world and give them fortune in all their endeavors if every fifty years they offered him, but one service.<br><br>His Elves waged wars in the name of Jareth.&nbsp; They offered him blood sacrifices that made their streets run red.&nbsp; They served him and expanded his influence, benefitting greatly from his growing power.&nbsp; Having such a powerful patron, the Elves were the first race to rise from the dirt and build a civilization of their own.&nbsp; These were not things the mortals of the modern era remembered except a select few who knew that one day, despite his supposed demise at the hands of great heroes, Jareth would return.<br><br>* * *<br><br>A young Elf dismounted his horse in the mountains on a cold afternoon.&nbsp; It was this young man’s goal to know the farthest stretches of wilderness like his own bow.&nbsp; So today, he slipped inside a cave he’d never seen before and began to explore.&nbsp; It was not like any cave he’d ever seen, it seemed more like a forgotten palace built into the stone and left to dry up and wither away.&nbsp; He lit a torch and explored deeper, eager to tell his peers when he next returned from the wilds about what he had found.&nbsp; The last room he found seemed to be a throne room, but upon the throne was no Elf or Human.&nbsp; It was a statue, but not modeled after any mortal.<br><br>The detail was exquisite and frightening.&nbsp; The creature sitting on his throne would have been at least eight feet tall and possibly more.&nbsp; The statue wore a thick chest plate and battle scarred tassets ending just above the knee, but otherwise nothing hid his huge muscled frame.&nbsp; Each finger and toe ended in a sharp claw proving what it was, a demon.&nbsp; Large batlike wings and short horns on his forehead made him look like one of the terrible demon kings of legend.&nbsp; The young Elf drew closer examining his terrifying find with fascination.&nbsp; Then as his torch grew close to the statue, its flame leapt away from the Elf’s grasp into the wide fanged grin of the statue leaving them in darkness.&nbsp; A crack of stone was heard, and the young ranger would never be seen again.<br><br>* * *<br><br>“Awake, mortal king.”<br><br>The words came out of the darkness and the Elven King woke with a start.&nbsp; A massive man was silhouetted in the window of the king’s bedroom, but there were significant differences.&nbsp; Wings.&nbsp; A tail that slowly whipped back and forth idly.&nbsp; Horns.<br><br>“Who are you?”&nbsp; The king leapt from his bed, a credit to his people and a fool.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hand had already found the ornate dagger he kept at his bedside.&nbsp; <br><br>“How quickly your people forget,” replied the shadowy figure with amusement.&nbsp; The king quickly lit a lamp and held it up, only to drop it at what he saw.&nbsp; Every monarch knew the face of his people’s past.<br><br>“I am Jareth Tal Rasha.&nbsp; The Mist in the Night.&nbsp; Fire of Darkness.&nbsp; Lord of the Blood Moon,” he pronounced viciously as he stepped into the light of the fallen lamp.&nbsp; The flickering light played off his dark red skin and sank into his long black hair.&nbsp; “And I am here to collect my first favor in thousands of years.&nbsp; I promise it will be small compared to what I could take if I wanted.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>14-07-2015, 03:54:22</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/f8/b5/da/f8b5da286d0bd44857c0f146d947261d.jpg)</div></div><br><br><br>The rays of moon high up in the sky shimmered through the light drapes of the elven princess’s chambers.&nbsp; There was a lovely breeze passing by and the female sleeping on the large mattress had a peaceful smile on her face as her hands gripped on the softness of pillow while dreaming.&nbsp; The young female had a peaceful calm life with little trouble.&nbsp; The kingdom had no wars, no life threatening quarrel against anybody and when someone dared to stir bad news around, their powerful army was there to protect the royal family and their subjects. <br><br>Soon, all of she knew in life will end. <br><br>Her dreams were rudely interrupted by the sudden banging on the heavy doors of her chamber, followed but the rattling sounds of heavy army approaching her.&nbsp; The princess was still half asleep, drozy, thinking her dream turned into a nightmare yet still not the reality until she was pulled out of the bed.&nbsp; She screamed in fear, kicking and struggling against the soldiers.&nbsp; <br><br>“What’s the meaning of this?! Let me go!” she yelled, frantic, not used to such force treated to her body. <br><br>“Apologies, Princess, but it is an urgent matter. King’s orders. He needs you now.” One of the guards explained, trying to calm her down.&nbsp; The princess was definitely not the type of person who takes it lightly when woken up so suddenly. <br><br>She was still confused, still tired from lack of sufficient rest and her mind was running with horrible scenarios.&nbsp; Were they under attack? Did something happened to her mother or her newborn sister? What could possibly cause this that required Lillian’s immediate presence?&nbsp; The soldiers had finally brought her in the throne room and as soon they let her go, she fell on her knees.&nbsp; Not far from her, she saw her father’s figure running towards her and helping her up. <br><br>“My sweet child, I’m sorry…” the King started to speak, babbling about the kingdom’s history, their duty to protect their people, a debt they need to pay. Lillian wasn’t paying much attention to his words. Her eyes were fixated on the majestic dark figure that was sitting on her father’s throne and she could even hear her baby sister crying in the other room. <br><br>“Please, Lillian, we don’t have much of a choice.” Her father sounded desperate. “He will take care of you from now on. I promise you, he won’t kill you.” he continued. <br><br>“He?” Lilian blinked at the King, still in shock, then stared at the stranger who was slowly approaching them.&nbsp; Her father then mumbled something, but her mind could not make up what he said and then left the room to go comfort his wife and the child.&nbsp; Leaving her alone….&nbsp; with the stranger…<br><br>Lilian was suddenly aware with her lack of clothing, just a white nightgown that is almost see-through in the light.&nbsp; She covered herself with her arms, each step the figure made towards her, she stepped backwards.&nbsp; The princess could still not grasp the concept of what was going on. <br><br>“Please… don’t hurt me.” She then uttered in fear, trying her best for her voice not to break. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Lust (Erlind &amp; Dor)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>14-07-2015, 04:34:51</strong>
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				Arguments and pleading had lasted into the night, but finally Jareth helped the Elven king realize he had no choice in the matter.&nbsp; For the first time, he called for his guards, but not for his own protection.&nbsp; No, he had them bring his daughter to him instead.&nbsp; Mortal pedigree meant little to the demon, so royalty didn’t play into it, but he found something pleasing about forcing the man to give up his first born daughter.&nbsp; Truthfully, tonight would not be the first time he’d seen her.&nbsp; The demon had watched their little city from afar for a long time before choosing who he wanted.&nbsp; <br><br>The door was flung open breaking a tense silence between he and the king, and the guards pulled the maiden into the chamber, still in her thin nightgown.&nbsp; Ignoring her confusion and pleas Jareth strode forward into the light letting her see him in all his glory, and swiftly reached out and took her chin in a firm grip.&nbsp; He pulled her head to one side then the other, examining her carefully and being careful not to mar her flesh with his claws yet.&nbsp; Before now he’d only seen her from afar and he wanted to look over his new tribute.&nbsp; Scrying did no justice to her fine raven hair and in her thin little nightware he was privy to her alluring curves as well.&nbsp; He would have fun with her.&nbsp; The examination was necessary as well as enjoyable though.&nbsp; As far as the king was aware, he was given up his daughter to avoid much steeper prices.<br><br>“She will do,” the demon told the king as he let go of his new plaything.&nbsp; The rage and despair were clear on the king's face, but they were of little importance to the demon as long as he acted as expected.&nbsp; He turned back to the princess and addressed her for the first time.<br><br>“Give me your name, girl,” he commanded her.&nbsp; The king started to answer for his daughter, but Jareth held up his hand silencing the aged Elf.&nbsp; He wanted her to answer, to begin to face her new life.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>14-07-2015, 19:59:18</strong>
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				The girl could not breathe. Her eyes wide with fear as the sight of his dark features as he manoeuvred her head as if she was nothing but a rag doll. He also made her feel like a slave, a thing to be sold. She knew how the procedures went and how examining were important, her father did the same with lower slave creatures. But what was more frightening was the fact that her own father was letting this... beast.. doing this to her without any fight. But it was for the greater good... to keep her people safe... It was the princess's responsibility... Or so they told her. <br><br>&nbsp;A glimmering bead of tear rolled down her cheek. <br><br>Lillian could barely find her voice to respond. Gasping, swallowing hard, whimpering slightly yet tries hard to look strong in front of the demon. "Lil...Lillian..." she managed to utter, trying to stare hard into the void of his eyes, as if she wanted to challenge him but then she dropped her head down into submission as the fear conquered her heart. 
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 03:18:00</strong>
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				“Lillian,” the demon said, trying out the name, seeing how it tasted.&nbsp; He liked it though his new plaything would have a great many more names she’d answer too soon.&nbsp; He relished the tear falling down her face knowing that while it may not be the last, she’d soon have much different feelings for him.&nbsp; He would twist and corrupt this innocent maiden until she begged to be his.<br><br>“Give me a chance to say goodbye alone,” he father asked him.&nbsp; What a worm trying to pretend he didn’t just give her up.&nbsp; Jareth turned and snarled at him.<br><br>“You gave her up.&nbsp; She’s mine now.&nbsp; You’ll get no such thing.”&nbsp; The demon turned his back on them both and walked back to the balcony.&nbsp; He looked up at the moon this valley was named after and grinned showing his fangs.&nbsp; It was time to see if his new princess understood obedience or if he’d have to force it into her.<br><br>“Come along, Lillian.&nbsp; Don’t make me wait.&nbsp; You wouldn’t want to make your new master grow impatient would you?”&nbsp; Jareth chuckled turned to the young fear ridden maiden.&nbsp; He spread his wing and extended his hand to show her where her place was.&nbsp; His claws gleamed in the moonlight as he held them out to her.&nbsp; One way or another, tonight she would learn.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>16-07-2015, 00:53:42</strong>
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				Her eye went wide at Jareth's statement. Did her father really give her up? She began to understand she was the demon's tribute in exchange the kingdom's safety. In a way it wasn't different from an arraigned marriage... Then again, the demon was frightening.. with those claws... those teeth... But, the king didn't even bother pick her up herself, waking up in the softest ways with a kiss on the forehead when she was little and scared... No.. he had to send the guards. <br><br>Lillian shook the thoughts away as an other tear appeared. <br><br>When the demon commanded her to walk towards him, she hesitated. She gazed upon her father but Jareth's voice quickly caught her attention to stare back at his majestic features. She still had her arms in front of her chest, as if to protect herself while her bare feet moved her forward towards the balcony. Her body was trembling, her mind in shock and completely confused. What would happen to her? what would happen to her family with her gone? Would she be able to see them again? hug them again... Her father didn't even bother try to reach for a hug... but maybe he was afraid of the demon...<br><br>Once the young woman was right in front of his towering body with his hand offering for hers, she swallowed hard and opened her mouth to utter some words when she found the courage to speak. "Please... Sir... Don't hurt me." she pleaded softy to him once again, her eyes glimmering in the moonlight.
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 03:13:53</strong>
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				Such sweet tear filled eyes his little Lillian had.&nbsp; He was going to hurt this slender Elven maiden, put her through so much.&nbsp; What Jareth wanted more than those things though, was for her to crave what the demon offered.&nbsp; He’d planted a few little seeds so far, but it would be far too easy to wash them away in a tide of fear and make them meaningless.&nbsp; No, terror wouldn’t drive her to him now, but she still needed to be guided to where she belonged.<br><br>“You belong to me now, sweet Elven princess,” he told her with the voice of a kindly tutor, “If I need you to hurt you will, but I see no need for that right now.&nbsp; Do you?”&nbsp; Illusions about that would only make things harder.&nbsp; Jareth took one step forward and reached out to take her hand.&nbsp; His heavy hand swallowed her much smaller one and he guided her towards him.&nbsp; She seemed to be filled with so much fear and confusion already, that no additional appeared needed to make her pliant, not until he pushed further.&nbsp; Asked more.<br><br>Jareth pulled his prize against his larger frame and then shielded her from the room and her old life by bringing his wing around her.&nbsp; The king and his guards stood in silence as warm black flames crept out of the stonework beneath their feet and slipped up their bodies until they were consumed by it.&nbsp; It brought no pain or even discomfort, though unknown to his passenger the potential was there.&nbsp; When the flames fell away they were gone.<br><br>Up in the mountains above the valley of the moon, Jareth and Lillian appeared quietly in the darkness of his ancient palace.&nbsp; The rubble had been cleared away, but they stood near the spot that Jareth had been trapped in stone for thousands of years.&nbsp; The demon took a half step back from his new acquisition and held out a fist to her.&nbsp; Slowly, opening it he revealed the dark light of a fire within.&nbsp; It shed just enough light in this pitch black throne room to show them each other and the shadows of great pillars and a mighty throne.&nbsp; Jareth took the black fire and set it in the air, suspending it there like a patient firefly, and smiled.<br><br>“Welcome home, Lillian.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 18:24:35</strong>
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				Lillian blinked away some of her tears as she stared up at the large demon before her, rather surprised at the sudden kind tone in his voice. The demon didn't speak with such kindness to her father. In the strangest of ways, the princess felt flattered but she didn't let herself show this emotion. If she was on her best behaviour, he wouldn't hurt her, or so what the demon suggested with the way he spoke to her. The maiden was even confused. She thought the demon was going to torture her and drink her bloody until she had no more energy to offer him as tribute and dump her lifeless body. Why bother with the softness? Unless..<br><br>Her head turned to see if her father, the King, was still there with hopes she would comeback but the black wing that was now embracing her tiny figure blocked the view. With his hand pressing her body against him, Lillian could feel a sensation of warmth. She couldn't hear any heartbeat, nor did his skin felt like human but her own body was warming up. Maybe it was the silly connotations of the protecting wing. <br><br>The next thing she saw as she demon pushed away from her, was a dark environment that was oddly familiar to, her eyes glimmering now under the light of the fire. Her feet took a mind of their own and ventured towards the throne, her fingers gingerly running over the surface. Home... That's what the demon wanted her to believe. It wasn't home for her, but it had the same kind of presence. <br><br>Then it clicked. <br><br>The maiden used to find sanctuary in the caves at the far end of her kingdom which has similar structures. The stones themselves were warm, as if there was fire boiling inside. As a child, when her parents were too busy to play with her, she would climb on her mare and ride all the way to the caves. The King and Queen would spend a whole day not knowing their little princess was missing until the moonlight has risen and by then the girl would be sound asleep back in her chambers. She still did it at this age every once in a while to escape certain emotions and it was where she started exploring her own body... <br><br>Lillian blushed at the thought, and to make it worse, a sudden blast of wind blew up the hem of her nightgown and exposed her bare hips. There was not a single hair on her crotch, a sign of a sinful woman who let temptation ruin the value of what it was to be a virgin. But Lillian was a virgin. She never had the chance to explore more... not now that the demon had snatched her away from her castle where a kitchen boy she fancied lived. 
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>19-07-2015, 16:29:07</strong>
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				There was fear of course, but as Lillian walked over to his throne the demon knew there was curiosity as well.&nbsp; Jareth knew he could exploit that and use to make the slender Elven girl his.&nbsp; A gust of wind pulled at her flimsy nightwear, revealing her clean shaven slit.&nbsp; Lillian was the perfect kind of curious to become what he wanted.&nbsp; <br><br>Jareth walked up behind his captive and placed his heavy hands on her bare shoulders.&nbsp; Sharp claws teased at the sensitive flesh they found there.&nbsp; His tail whipped back and forth once before the tip of it gently found her ankle.&nbsp; When he spoke it was with a quiet befitting this place.<br><br>“I know you’re frightened, but here’s something you might not have thought about, little princess.&nbsp; I think your old life held you back, kept you from the things you really wanted.&nbsp; The pressures of being royalty and living up to the image of a perfect daughter?&nbsp; Those are gone.&nbsp; You’re free to indulge in anything you’ve ever wanted.”&nbsp; As he spoke, his tail curled around her leg, beginning to make its way up her milky thigh.&nbsp; Jareth’s deep voice became barely a whisper and he leaned in so close his tongue grazed her ear as he spoke to make sure she would hear.<br><br>“Tell me.&nbsp; Have you ever wanted anything you thought was wrong, or daddy wouldn’t like?&nbsp; I want to know.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>19-07-2015, 17:45:52</strong>
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				Lillian felt him approach but her body still flinched lightly at the touch of his hot hands. She was still tense and it wouldn't be easy to feel completely at ease at the touch of a kidnapper and a demon. Yet... oddly enough, the shock was slowly fading. The throne she was staring at what causing strange sensations to her mind, and body. The young woman shifted her head slightly to the side as if trying to look at the monstrous man. His hands were so big... He could easily break her like a twig...<br><br>Why did that thought excite her? The fear was still there but she didn't want to run away from him. <br><br>She could feel the claws and his tail caressing her soft skin ever so gently and it was causing her body to react. His voice didn't even help to ease the boiling of blood running through her veins. She had forgotten how to breathe while he spoke, as if her mind and body had drifted into a state of mesmerisation. Then a heavy sigh slipped out of her lips.<br><br>It took her a minute to respond to the demon. She was trying to understand the situation she was in. Why wasn't she crying with fear anymore like she was back at her castle?<br><br>"I... have..." she then finally breathed out as her gazed shifted back to the throne. "But why should I tell you?" she dared to add to her response.
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>19-07-2015, 20:16:29</strong>
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				Jareth suppressed a small growl and his grip on her tightened ever so slightly as the princess offered her first resistance.&nbsp; It was to be expected, but it still frustrated him.&nbsp; He had spent thousands of years waiting to return to the world, he could be patient, but disliked it.&nbsp; Still, the demon knew more could be teased out of her.&nbsp; <br><br>“Are you so sure you don’t want to?”&nbsp; He asked the question knowing the answer.&nbsp; He could hear her heart beating and feel her flesh warming against the heat of his own.&nbsp; The tip of his tail slid up just a little further until it brushed against the smooth shaved skin just above her slit.&nbsp; <br><br>“Living your life denying the things you craved late at night for so long, I’d think you want to tell me.&nbsp; I’d be surprised if you didn’t crave brutal passion and other dark delicacies everyone always told you were wrong.”&nbsp; Jareth turned to her vulnerable neck and grazed her soft skin with sharp teeth.&nbsp; The demon paused for a moment gathering heat up inside himself before blowing black smoke down the front of Lillian’s gossamer nightie.&nbsp; He watched the smoke roll down her delectable curves and grinned.<br><br>“There isn’t even one dark little dream you would want fulfilled?”&nbsp; The tip of his tail lingered between her legs, continuing to tease as the demon offered his little Elven beauty more.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>19-07-2015, 20:48:23</strong>
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				The princess didn't want to admit it, but the demon was right about that deep dark passion inside of her. She always wanted to explore it but never did. She was afraid, still is, to lose herself in the process. She was afraid she would become a creature her father would be disgusted by,<br><br>The teasing tip of his tail that was agonising her with arousal, caused her to breathe out in heat and her body slowly melting into his grip with every touch, every graze, every movement he did that forced her body to respond. She did her best to keep her moaning inside but it was useless to hide the moisture that was gathering by the demon's tail, no matter how much she tried to close her thighs.<br><br>All of this was waking up something inside her, an inner self that dared to speak back at the demon but only to tease the beast and challenge in.<br><br>Before she spoke, she bit down on her lips to refrain from her to moan out. "So, is this why you snatched me away from my family? With the assumption that I might hold dark passion inside of my heart?"<br><br>Lilian pushed herself away from the grip, not to escape, but to turn her head to face him. She wanted to see his reaction when she spoke. "Do you really think... you can fulfil my darkest dreams?"
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>20-07-2015, 23:34:17</strong>
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				“The lust I knew burned in you was only one reason I took you when your father offered.&nbsp; Don’t worry we’ll explore the others too.”<br><br>When she asked her question though Jareth growled and grabbed two massive fistfuls of her thin little nightie, claws slicing through the fabric with ease.&nbsp; The demon pulled in opposite directions sending little scraps flying everywhere, leaving the princess perfectly nude.&nbsp; He then grabbed his little elf and shoved her back into the cold stone throne.<br><br>“Can I?&nbsp; That is the wrong question little elf!&nbsp; You forget.&nbsp; Your father gave you up as mine!”<br><br>Jareth snatched up her forearm and pinned it against the throne’s back.&nbsp; Insatiable hunger burned in his eyes as he stared down at her like a predator.&nbsp; Despite her bravado, Jareth suspected his princess had little experience and doubted she could handle his full girth just yet.&nbsp; His tail continued its work.&nbsp; She was trying to resist, but the demon could almost see the moans of pleasure as she suppressed them.&nbsp; He finally slipped just past her lips to see just how wet she was already.&nbsp; Lillian still seemed innocent, but she was pleasingly eager to be done with that.<br><br>“The question is who will you be when I do?&nbsp; Will you be enough for me?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>21-07-2015, 00:20:19</strong>
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				She had expected him to get infuriated with her remark yet she was still startled at the sudden force of movement that thorn apart her dress. There were goosebumps on her skin, from the cold and from the chills the demon was causing her. It was also prone to bruises the next day with the careless way he was manoeuvring her like a rag doll. <br><br>For a second, her eyes narrowed. The way he was talking about her father. She didn't want to believe him. Why should she believe a demon?&nbsp; But he spoke the truth when he talked about her dormant lust and apparently he wasn't trying to be gentle for it to wake up. <br><br>There was a gleam of darkness in her eyes, never braking eye contact with him, as if she was challenging him. The girl was already changing. She was acting completely out of character and if her father was there to watch, he wouldn't recognise her. Maybe that is why she was different, she didn't need to keep up appearances. <br><br>Her thoughts were soon then interrupted as the tail intruded deep inside of her with ease. She could no longer resist the heat. A passionate moan slipped out through her lips. Her fingers took hold on the throne she was sitting on as she felt the tail stretching her open and probing at her virginity. <br><br>"There must be... a reason...why you... wanted me... why you... accepted the offer... other wise you wouldn't... have... mmmm... bothered." she moaned and gasped. Even if she tried to struggle for escape, her movement only increased the friction of the invasion. 
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				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>21-07-2015, 01:12:39</strong>
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				“Oh several,” Jareth promised her as he admired the look in her eyes.&nbsp; Lillian moaned as he worked his tail inside of her.&nbsp; How quickly she was becoming willing to let a demon defile her.&nbsp; Maybe she really could be what he wanted.<br><br>“I watched your little kingdom for weeks before seeking out your father.&nbsp; I’m the reason your people began ruling this land so long ago, but it was no longer what I wanted, and I knew your father couldn’t make it that way.&nbsp; I asked him to step down.&nbsp; Whoever stepped up would have been easier to guide than him.”&nbsp; <br><br>The demon wasn’t sure how she could focus on his explanation with the reactions he was provoking from her, but he hadn’t stopped.&nbsp; Now, though he slipped his tail out of her, now slick with her juices.&nbsp; He took a moment to flick at her clit, but then raised it up, offering it to her mouth.&nbsp; He wanted to see just how far she was coming along.<br><br>“I had watched you too.&nbsp; Apart from the desires we’re exploring now, I thought I saw something else.&nbsp; Potential.&nbsp; Someone who could not only share my power, but master it.&nbsp; Not many can carry the mark of a demon, but I could see you were different.&nbsp; I assumed you’d have too much loyalty to your father, but when I saw how quickly he offered you up to save his crown I realized that might not be the case.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Lust (Erlind &amp; Dor)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dor</strong> on <strong>21-07-2015, 01:49:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian didn't even try to focus on what he was saying. <br><br>Her head titled back in pleasure as her mind became a blur. She heard him talk, his voice sweeping in and caressing the insides of her thoughts but she could not and neither bothered to make up what he was saying. The pleasure was too much. After all, it was her first time and it was hard to resist. Her body just lost to the temptation. <br><br>There was a moan of protest when she then felt him slip out of her. She didn't like feeling empty. It was then when she looked back at him, eyes filled with insatiable lust that begged for more. It was too early for her to admit, beg and plead with words to him but she no longer tried to hide the lust from her body. <br><br>She could smell herself as she stared at the hovering tail in front of her and licked her lips, though she didn't know exactly what he wanted her to do. Lillian remained still gazing at her own juices before shifting her eyes back at him. She was panting softly, her legs open and thighs drenched with her own nectar. There was a slight gleam of annoyance when he mentioned her father again and rolled her eyes with a groan.<br><br>"For the Elven's sake, stop talking about my father." she slurred her words, drunken from the lustful passion that was filling her boiling blood. One of her wrists was still in the demons grasp and she pulled on it to test the strength of the grip. "Let me go, or fuck me already. Isn't that what you want?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Lust (Erlind &amp; Dor)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erlind</strong> on <strong>21-07-2015, 17:27:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Perfect.<br><br>With her wrist still firmly planted against the stone, Jareth leaned in face to face with her.&nbsp; “You asked a question and I answered.&nbsp; You want this demonic cock?”&nbsp; Jareth grinned.&nbsp; He let go of the girl and stepped back.&nbsp; He wrenched at the heavy leather belt until the armor plates and leather fell to the ground.&nbsp; With the way she was acting now, Jareth felt sure his little Elf had seen some stable boy’s cock at some point, but nothing like Jareth.&nbsp; His thick red shaft was much larger than any mortals and for a moment he wondered if her slender body could handle it before deciding he didn’t care.<br><br>Jareth snatch her up again and pulled her over the arm rest of the throne.&nbsp; His claws threatened to sink into her hips as he pressed the head of his cock against her lips.&nbsp; She was slick with want, but still so tight.&nbsp; When her body finally began to accommodate him, Jareth sank into her slowly at first, and then with a single violent stroke took the little princess’s virginity and didn’t stop.&nbsp; Taking a virgin always filled him with lust, but her slender little body so filled with want stoked a hotter fire in him.&nbsp; The demon snarled and growled as he pumped into her little body over and over again.<br>
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