Xanaphia
Evil Midweek Cutie
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
"Stop me, or I will fuck you raw here and now."
For a moment Aurianna didn’t care. She needed Matthias, to hold her, to comfort her, to make her feel whole. If that necessitated that he fuck her to do so, so be it. She was so desperate for his touch; she didn’t care if it came at that cost.
“I don’t care! I need you,” She pleaded, “I need-“ She couldn’t finished, before he was kissing her again, pushing her into a tree and pushing his cock up against her.
"I will use you," he snarled, "without mercy, until I am spent…"
She shivered at this assertion, fully believing he would make good on his warning. “Matthias…“ She whimpered, terror and pain and need in her eyes. The sharp scream pulled her out of her despair, as she pushed Matthias off her with more strength than she would have thought she possessed. “Clara!” She called out, picking up her spear and taking off back towards camp. She didn’t bother to check if Matthias was following her.
“Clara!” Aurianna called out as she made out the figure of her apprentice, wet and half-clothed, crouching on a rock.
"Go away!"
She was frantically throwing rocks at something Aurianna still couldn’t see. “Clara”! Aurianna called again as she grew closer, “Clara, what’s wrong?” Her young apprentice pointed to the small snake, and at first, Aurianna was confused.
“The… snake?” She asked her incredulous. Smashing under the butt of her spear, she sighed, both in relief and frustration.
“Mistress, I am sorry, I just hate snakes so-What happened to you?!” Clara started apologizing, before seeing Aurianna’s lips and chin dripping with blood. Aurianna could feel her life still warm on her lips, and trickling in her mouth. She bent over the pond and splashing some water over her face.
“Nothing, it’s nothing,” Aurianna tried explaining away, in vain as Matthias came up behind, similarly covered in blood. Clara was smart enough to know she had interrupted something between them. She blushed in the realization, still trying to figure out what her mistress saw in the demon traitor.
For a moment Aurianna didn’t care. She needed Matthias, to hold her, to comfort her, to make her feel whole. If that necessitated that he fuck her to do so, so be it. She was so desperate for his touch; she didn’t care if it came at that cost.
“I don’t care! I need you,” She pleaded, “I need-“ She couldn’t finished, before he was kissing her again, pushing her into a tree and pushing his cock up against her.
"I will use you," he snarled, "without mercy, until I am spent…"
She shivered at this assertion, fully believing he would make good on his warning. “Matthias…“ She whimpered, terror and pain and need in her eyes. The sharp scream pulled her out of her despair, as she pushed Matthias off her with more strength than she would have thought she possessed. “Clara!” She called out, picking up her spear and taking off back towards camp. She didn’t bother to check if Matthias was following her.
“Clara!” Aurianna called out as she made out the figure of her apprentice, wet and half-clothed, crouching on a rock.
"Go away!"
She was frantically throwing rocks at something Aurianna still couldn’t see. “Clara”! Aurianna called again as she grew closer, “Clara, what’s wrong?” Her young apprentice pointed to the small snake, and at first, Aurianna was confused.
“The… snake?” She asked her incredulous. Smashing under the butt of her spear, she sighed, both in relief and frustration.
“Mistress, I am sorry, I just hate snakes so-What happened to you?!” Clara started apologizing, before seeing Aurianna’s lips and chin dripping with blood. Aurianna could feel her life still warm on her lips, and trickling in her mouth. She bent over the pond and splashing some water over her face.
“Nothing, it’s nothing,” Aurianna tried explaining away, in vain as Matthias came up behind, similarly covered in blood. Clara was smart enough to know she had interrupted something between them. She blushed in the realization, still trying to figure out what her mistress saw in the demon traitor.