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Hoard Of The Dragon Queen [IC]

"Good girl" Aurora whispered at the female kobold as she untied her. "And good boy, yes!" She untied him as well. "And you are right. We are better than the Cult."

She turned her head to lool at Armarille and caught her already straddling the woman.

"You're almost as big as me, Drak." The shifter took off her already clothes, revealing an erection that would reach nine inches when fully hard. Then she got closer to them. "Now, your rewards for behaving..."

With her left hand, she reached for one of Drak's shaft, gently grabbing it and caressing it. After some seconds, she'd go to the other member, and then she'd alternate between both with a firmer grasp. With her right hand, she'd grab Raz's muzzle and lean forward to place a gentle kiss on it. She'd keep on kissing the kobold while slowly getting on top of her, without ever stopping her left hand, continuing to please the male kobold.

"You are so much cuter like this..." She whispers. "I'll show you the ways of love."
 
While Aurora and Armarille were hard at work, Aylin was busy enacting a plan of her own. The sun-elf had changed from her travelling clothes into a spare prisoner's outfit, though calling it an 'outfit' was generous; it was little more than a set of rags, really, a flimsy, tattered top that barely covered her chest and some short, torn pants that left her long, shapely legs on display. Then, with some help, she'd had her hands shackled to a length of chain in one of the keep's cells. Lying across from her was the prone form of the male human raider, hands untied but still unconscious. She waited patiently for him to wake.

When he finally came to, her form would be the first thing he'd see; lying across the cell's floor, lounging as best she could with her hands tied, looking for all the world like just another prisoner left to rot in this dungeon - as long as you didn't question why she was still well fed and in good shape.

"Oh, thank Tymora, you're awake!" She started, as she saw him begin to stir. She put as much fake relief into her voice as she could manage. "I've been lonely down here for so long. Quick, see if you can do something about these!"

She shifted around and rattled her chains, holding up her bound hands. He wouldn't be able to get them off, of course - she wasn't really worried about her ability to fight him off, even while restrained, so she'd had them locked quite securely - but she wanted him to draw him in closer. Once he did approach, she lowered her voice and whispered excitedly, "Do you know what's going on outside? I heard the guards say something about a dragon! You wouldn't have something to do with that, would you?"

She didn't have to pretend to be excited about the dragon, at least.

11 for Deception (10 + 1)
Aylin wants the raider to think of her as a bored and helpless prisoner, so she can start feeding his ego and get him boasting.
 
Thunderwitch said:
"You are so much cuter like this..." She whispers. "I'll show you the ways of love."
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Drak lets out a few reptilian whines, while Raz is taken by surprise with the kiss. As Aurora continues, though, she kisses back. The sensations are a bit odd, as she doesn't have the same kind of lips as non-scaled folk, but she's enthusiastic about it. Her long tongue enters Aurora's mouth, tickling all around. Drak's hips thrust, the little kobold's instincts trying to mate with Aurora's tender hand.
 
Armarille smirks, as Bonnie is left completely nude. "Good...see? Was that so hard? Now..."

The half-drow stood, slowly disrobing, revealing her tight, lithe muscles to the cultist. Long, slender legs, thick thighs, wide hips. And a tangled bush of white hair just above her most sensitive area.

"Shall I leave you tied up? Would you like that, dear?" She began rubbing Bonnie's pussy, slowly, gently, teasingly, just to get her going.
 
Silverbird said:
She shifted around and rattled her chains, holding up her bound hands. He wouldn't be able to get them off, of course - she wasn't really worried about her ability to fight him off, even while restrained, so she'd had them locked quite securely - but she wanted him to draw him in closer. Once he did approach, she lowered her voice and whispered excitedly, "Do you know what's going on outside? I heard the guards say something about a dragon! You wouldn't have something to do with that, would you?"
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The cultist scoffs a moment. "Someone like you wouldn't understand," he says.

Yeah, he's not buying it. He remembers you from the fight, brief as his role in it was.

RustyShackle said:
"Shall I leave you tied up? Would you like that, dear?" She began rubbing Bonnie's pussy, slowly, gently, teasingly, just to get her going.
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"No... No," she says, whimpering. "Plus, you pr-promised me a kiss!" Bonnie complains, her breathing shallow and fast.
 
Red-Scarlet said:
The cultist scoffs a moment. "Someone like you wouldn't understand," he says.

Yeah, he's not buying it. He remembers you from the fight, brief as his role in it was.
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"Someone like who?" Aylin laughed, her voice a pure, warm note in the dim light. "An elf? A woman? A warrior?"

He'd obviously seen through her charade; she could tell from his body language, as she looked at him across the cell, that he did in fact recognize her as the one who'd knocked him out, despite her change of outfit. There seemed no point in keeping up the pretense, so she let the mask drop, but there was still no hostility in her demeanor as she addressed the raider. The elf grunted and flexed her muscles as she wriggled into a more comfortable position, sitting upright with her back to the wall.

"Try me," she said, with a tilt of her head and a slight smile. "Neither of us are going anywhere, so you might as well indulge me. These chains are quite real." She lifted her arms and rattled the chains again to make her point, apparently unconcerned to be restrained alone with him. "I understand wanting to work for a dragon — they're magnificent creatures — but teaming up with kobolds? Attacking Greenest? These people are farmers; it hardly seems worth the risk, even with a dragon by your side. What's in it for you?"

Aylin didn't really expect him to open up to her; she'd proven herself his enemy, and she hadn't given him any real reason to do so. In all likelihood the others were having more luck anyway. She didn't see any reason not to try, though — and she was genuinely curious about what might have brought him to this fight.

And about the dragon. Naturally.
 
"Tymora... To put your faith in a goddess so weak, you're not worth the time it would take to even try to make you understand. I don't know why they've decided to imprison you," he says, "but understand that you and I are not alike. You're some feckless harlot, blindly following your false idols. I am a man of true faith and conviction!"

He seems genuinely this assured of himself. As he moves about, gesticulating as best he can with his bound wrists, Aylin notices that the shirt beneath his robe has a purple symbol on it. It's small, but clearly visible for just a moment.
 
Red-Scarlet said:
Drak's hips thrust, the little kobold's instincts trying to mate with Aurora's tender hand.
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"Woah, you're very eager, dear Drak, but I'd like you to hold it for a little longer, alright?" Aurora would take both of draconian cocks with one hand and firmly but slowly jerk them off. Meanwhile, she enjoyed Raz's tongue, and sucked it and kissed it dearly. "Come, let me taste you, dear Raz."

She'd glance at Armarille, and seeing her teasing Bonnie made her even harder. The shifter kissed the kobold's neck, then went all the way down to her crotch. She had never given a kobold cunnilingus, but she'd do her best to please her with her mouth. She'd also present her thick, firm ass, and spread her legs. She wrapped her long tail around Drak, and would gently guide him to her rear, where he would find her wet pussy.

"Yes, I have both. You've sang beautifully, my scaly darlings, you deserve some reward." Since the kobolds had shared information so easily, she didn't have any problem satisfying them with her body. She'd get ready for Drak's cocks while she ate out Raz.
 
Red-Scarlet said:
The cultist scoffs a moment. "Someone like you wouldn't understand," he says.

Yeah, he's not buying it. He remembers you from the fight, brief as his role in it was.


"No... No," she says, whimpering. "Plus, you pr-promised me a kiss!" Bonnie complains, her breathing shallow and fast.
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Armarille smiled gently, untying Bonnnie. "Of course..." Her lips met the other woman's rough and hot and heavy, pushing the cultist onto her back as she laid atop her. The kisses were smothering, going to Bonnie's jaw, her neck, her breasts. Wherever they could find purchase, before she pulled away, panting as she whispered, "Now...we should get to more than just kissing..."

She looked to Aurora, grinning madly as the scene before her. "Before they have all the fun..."
 
Raz's folds were almost entirely hidden between her legs, practically invisible until Aurora spread her legs and got her hands there. She tasted slightly metallic, her scales providing that little tang as well as her juices. Her head rolled back as she moaned.

Drak needed little encouragement. "Should I?" he asked as he lined his cocks up, one at each hole. It was easy to see he was eager to bury himself into her, but he knew enough of the situation to know that unwanted anal could end very poorly for him.

And finally, Bonnie flexed her hands before crying out as she was assaulted with kiss after kiss. Long, lustful kisses. She squeezed her legs together, keeping Amarille's hand pressed in close, and reached out for her partner's head. When she was able to get a hand tangled into Amarille's hair, she pulled the drow in close to her face and locked lips, feeling the passion. "I've never been with someone this passionate," she managed to get out when the kiss broke.
 
The half-drow grinned, stroking Bonnie's hair softly as she whispered, "Allow me to show you what you've been missing..." Sitting up, she laid Bonnie flat on her back, shifting her legs so that her own pussy, dripping wet, touched the other woman's, in a strong, firm scissoring position. "This way...we both get off. And I get a perfect view..." Her hands drifted down Bonnie's body, grinning as she stared at Aurora and the kobolds, before turning back down. "Shall we begin, dear?"
 
Red-Scarlet said:
"Tymora... To put your faith in a goddess so weak, you're not worth the time it would take to even try to make you understand. I don't know why they've decided to imprison you," he says, "but understand that you and I are not alike. You're some feckless harlot, blindly following your false idols. I am a man of true faith and conviction!"

He seems genuinely this assured of himself. As he moves about, gesticulating as best he can with his bound wrists, Aylin notices that the shirt beneath his robe has a purple symbol on it. It's small, but clearly visible for just a moment.
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Ah, so that was it, then. Fanatics. Aylin closed her eyes, smirking a little to herself in the dark as the man ranted. That still left some questions, of course — like what they were after with this attack, or who exactly they worshipped — but it made his character clear. His insults to Tymora largely rolled off of the elf; she didn't actually worship the goddess of good fortune, of course, and had simply called on her name as part of the role she was playing. She was less pleased to be called a harlot, though.

That one made her want to taunt him back.

"And yet we're in the same cell," she replied smugly. "Perhaps your god isn't so powerful as you believe?"

That was likely to trigger another rant, so while he spoke, Aylin turned her thoughts to the symbol on his clothing. She'd love to get a closer look at that, but how? Seducing him seemed distinctly unappealing right now. Maybe she should just ask Victoria to come in and bonk him on the head.
 
Red-Scarlet said:
Raz's head rolled back as she moaned.
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Aurora's tongue was careful, but firm. Even of it was her first kobold oral, she definitely knew how to move her entire mouth. She buried her face between Raz's legs and tasted her deeply. When she moved her head away, she even licked her lips. The beast-like expression was again on her face, but, unlike combat, it was not an expression of animalistic aggression, but one of lust and desire.

"How kind of you to ask, dear Drak. And the answer is..." The shifter used her tail to pull her closer, at the same time she pressed her wide hips against him, poking herself hard in both holes with the head if his cocks, but without putting them in properly. A sting of pleasure ran through her body, and her fur stood a little. "Yes!"

She glanced at Armarille and Bonnie and caught them kissing wildly. She looked back at Raz.

"I'll go in as well, dear. Don't worry, I'm big, but I'm also gentle."

Aurora would pull Raz's body, as the barbarian was almost twice her size, until the kobold's wet slit lined up with the shifter's hard cock. However, she'd only start pressing it to penetrate it once she allowed her to, and she would go slow and gentle so as not to hurt her.
 
RustyShackle said:
The half-drow grinned, stroking Bonnie's hair softly as she whispered, "Allow me to show you what you've been missing..." Sitting up, she laid Bonnie flat on her back, shifting her legs so that her own pussy, dripping wet, touched the other woman's, in a strong, firm scissoring position. "This way...we both get off. And I get a perfect view..." Her hands drifted down Bonnie's body, grinning as she stared at Aurora and the kobolds, before turning back down. "Shall we begin, dear?"
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"Fuck!" she cried out, the sensations unfamiliar but ecstatic. "This... Hasn't started?" she asked, a touch of mirth tinging her otherwise lewd tone.

Bonnie's head did loll back, but she wasn't watching the other three. Her eyes were closed as she felt Amarille establish a rhythm, their slick pussies and clits rubbing together, making quiet and lewd noises that were drowned out by the moans.

Thunderwitch said:
"How kind of you to ask, dear Drak. And the answer is..." The shifter used her tail to pull her closer, at the same time she pressed her wide hips against him, poking herself hard in both holes with the head if his cocks, but without putting them in properly. A sting of pleasure ran through her body, and her fur stood a little. "Yes!"

"I'll go in as well, dear. Don't worry, I'm big, but I'm also gentle."

Aurora would pull Raz's body, as the barbarian was almost twice her size, until the kobold's wet slit lined up with the shifter's hard cock. However, she'd only start pressing it to penetrate it once she allowed her to, and she would go slow and gentle so as not to hurt her.
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Drak too cried out as he penetrated Aurora's experienced holes, his word either in Draconic or just an incoherent moan of pleasure. He placed his hands on the shifter's hips, the slight claws digging in, but not hard enough to draw blood. He began thrusting, his little body eager and ready. It wasn't long before he was buried in to the hilt.

His thrusts pushed Aurora forward, but her strength and solidity let her easily keep herself steady, to avoid overwhelming the scaled woman ahead of her. "Mmmf," Raz moaned out as the barbarian's tip entered, this one clearly not a word. "Careful," she said, but despite her small stature, she was surprisingly adept at taking the massive member. In time with Drak's thrusts, Aurora pushed deeper and deeper, until the the kobold had more than a fifth of her body length taken up by cock. Her breath was coming hard and fast, and soon she was too, the first of the group to go over the edge into orgasm.

Silverbird said:
"And yet we're in the same cell," she replied smugly. "Perhaps your god isn't so powerful as you believe?"
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"Just because I am not worthy of the goddess's true power does not mean she is anything but almighty!" he retorted, his words sharp and vicious. "What claim can your pathetic deities put against her... The audacity! You are nothing more than a smug little speck, unworthy to grace the tip of her claw! A floozy, probably locked in for whoring yourself out to someone for two coppers and a stable to sleep in!"

As he ranted and raved, his clothes moved with him. The symbol was definitely purple, but it was difficult to make out too many details.

You feel confident you could sketch it or accurately describe it to someone else, with more religious knowledge.

Alternatively...

It's a symbol of Tiamat, queen of chromatic dragons.
 
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