Aatgarus
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 3, 2015
- Location
- East Coast
Zek'Aram could smell the arousal rising from her moist sex. All of her protests were in vain, it being obvious to him that her body was already yearning for release. He just needed to coax her a little more in the right direction. She was already slowly giving herself to him, she just did not know it yet. "You will only know pleasure soon enough, little one." He said to her, his voice filled with the same dark affection. He trailed kisses up her neck, leaving hot sensations of pleasure along her skin as he did so. Slowly he moved away and inched his lips closer to her own. Ignoring any resistance she would put up towards him, he pulled her in to an intimate kiss. His right hand slowly slid up her body as he kissed her, firmly resting against her shoulder.
After a moment or so, he pulled away from their intimate kiss, lightly licking her sensitive lips as he did so. Without saying more, he lifted her up in his arms and rose from his throne, cradling her in his arms. He then walked over to a doorway on the right side of the throne room, which led to a spiral staircase. The staircase led them to a tower of sorts, eventually coming to a lavish bedroom.
The room was decorated exquisitely, much different than the dark, gothic design of the throne room. There was a nightstand placed next to the bed, along with a wardrobe and several cupboards along the walls of the room, both filled with all kinds of clothing. On the opposite end of the bed was a vanity of sorts, and the bed itself was decorated with scarlet, red sheets adorned with gold trimming.
Zek'Aram lay her on the bed, kneeling down lightly to meet her gaze when her body made contact with the sheets. "Rest now, little girl, and let thoughts of me fill your dreams tonight." He said to her, a devious grin appearing on his face as he did so. Before he left her, he trailed his fingers along her wet slit, coating them in her juices. He then brought his fingers, covered in her sexual desires towards his face and protruded his tongue, licking his fingers clean of her, making sure she witnessed it as well. With a low and sinister laugh, he got up from where he knelt and left the bedroom, leaving her in there alone with her thoughts.
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The next morning, a lesser demon entered her room. It looked imp-ish, far less imposing than Zek'Aram was. The demon placed a plate of food, along with a pitcher of water on the nightstand next to her bed. No doubt the demon was ordered by Zek'Aram to bring her such provisions, as it did not express any hostile action towards her. After finishing its duties, the demon left, leaving the door behind it open.
After a moment or so, he pulled away from their intimate kiss, lightly licking her sensitive lips as he did so. Without saying more, he lifted her up in his arms and rose from his throne, cradling her in his arms. He then walked over to a doorway on the right side of the throne room, which led to a spiral staircase. The staircase led them to a tower of sorts, eventually coming to a lavish bedroom.
The room was decorated exquisitely, much different than the dark, gothic design of the throne room. There was a nightstand placed next to the bed, along with a wardrobe and several cupboards along the walls of the room, both filled with all kinds of clothing. On the opposite end of the bed was a vanity of sorts, and the bed itself was decorated with scarlet, red sheets adorned with gold trimming.
Zek'Aram lay her on the bed, kneeling down lightly to meet her gaze when her body made contact with the sheets. "Rest now, little girl, and let thoughts of me fill your dreams tonight." He said to her, a devious grin appearing on his face as he did so. Before he left her, he trailed his fingers along her wet slit, coating them in her juices. He then brought his fingers, covered in her sexual desires towards his face and protruded his tongue, licking his fingers clean of her, making sure she witnessed it as well. With a low and sinister laugh, he got up from where he knelt and left the bedroom, leaving her in there alone with her thoughts.
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The next morning, a lesser demon entered her room. It looked imp-ish, far less imposing than Zek'Aram was. The demon placed a plate of food, along with a pitcher of water on the nightstand next to her bed. No doubt the demon was ordered by Zek'Aram to bring her such provisions, as it did not express any hostile action towards her. After finishing its duties, the demon left, leaving the door behind it open.