In which; we contemplate the misuse of travel.

[cursed_analysis]

[The experiment was a perfect success! Except, no. Not at all really.

Arro looked at the latest results of opening a rend in the dimensions, and arguably this was stranger still than his own wanderings to an fro; he hadn't quite realized that it opened an actual doorway--back and forth travel. He was under the impression he'd been opening one-way holes that only would allow him to go through.

Which brought him to the girl. Cute, which was perfectly acceptable. He knelt, looking her over carefully. Undeniably curious if the rend had done this, or if she tripped into the doorway, he looked her over from head to toe. Regardless, he sighed softly; it would be quite a bit before he could open another. Still, might as well see if she understands the Low Speech or if he'll have to try Common instead.]

Ma se Sicuz, Femma?

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[occulthymns]

[She doesn't believe it at first, but she's already enough that she can feel even the tiniest change in him. It makes her gasp and whimper - he's already too big, far too big for her, she can't handle him - and her own body tenses with each of his thrusts. She doesn't pull her hands away from him, they keep moving over his body, but she squeezes her eyes shut as her lips part, letting more fearful noises escape.]

[cursed_analysis]

[It's enough, all her tension and the arousal; her scent, the touch of her body, her voice, that he leans when she parts her lips, as the noises escape, he covers her mouth with his to cut them off. His lips are cooler than hers, as is his tongue, but for him that makes the warmth of her mouth all the better as he flicks his tongue against hers, sucking as his body tenses. Even his wings strain until it seems like they might break as he cums, her tightness making it a drawn out affair and the thrusts into the whole time, his swollen cock plusing with both his heartbeat and each spurt he squeezes out inside her. ]

[occulthymns]

[Warmth spreads inside her and it takes Euri a few moments to realize what's happening. But it's plain as day, really - the way his body tenses, that pulsing as he keeps pushing into her. She curls her fingers, making a muffled noise into that kiss, her expression shocked as if she didn't actually expect him to come inside of her.]

[cursed_analysis]

[The thought of it definitely occurred, that she might not like it. Of course there was the matter of making a mess on her, or a bed. Both had a lot of trouble to deal with, and this seemed best, really. There's a soft purring noise again, and he carefully slips out of her with a huff. Though he's not quite content to leave things here though as he hasn't faltered at all, and he grinds the head of his cock against her clit again, breaking the kiss to nip at her neck bit harder than before. The idea has already come to him about keeping her as long as he can. He's not been this entertained in some time.]

[occulthymns]

[Euri lets out her own little puff of air when she feels him pull out. She's left with a strange feeling, empty and aching, though she's incredibly grateful that's all there is. It could have been worse, right? Unless he's going to kill her now that he's done with her....

That thought has her squirming, and she gasps in surprise at the heat that explodes through her thanks to the friction from his cock, the sharp pricking of his teeth at her neck. She finds herself tilting her head back even as she pushes gently at his thin body.]

[cursed_analysis]

[This only brings him to grin. It isn't hard to oblige her, nipping more at her neck in tiny mouthfuls, nor is it hard to arch so she can decide if she wants him closer or farther as he nudges his hips against hers, grinding his shaft against her clit now, but it would be boring to do the exact same thing as before.

He may have to think about it a little longer, and that's all the more reason to tease her, flicking his fingertips against her nipples as he considers that prehaps he could let her had a little more control this time.]

[occulthymns]

[Getting off isn't the first thing on her mind, sadly. His grinding and his teeth at her neck might feel good but she can feel herself aching. She isn't sure if he's going to try for another round but now that he isn't in her this is a good chance to push him away. Who knows, maybe he'll be in a good mood since he got off?

Euri squirms and tries to wriggle back, far enough to be able to press her thighs together, pushing at his chest a little.]

[cursed_analysis]

[While he of course isn't entirely willing to just stop here, traumatizing her may not be in his best interests. Though he was hardly in a bad mood before, he does relent, moving away and crouching on one of the short corner posts like he doesn't weigh anything at all.

Though it seems rather fiendish to simply run quite this soon after he's had his fun; recalling her temper earlier has him ready just in case to try a very rarely used ability, which can only end disastrously for him. Until then though, he's noticed a small nick on his arm and runs his tongue over it slowly.]

Sorry this is so late! ;;

[occulthymns]

[Her eyes follow him when he moves away, her breaths coming fast and hard. She can feel a wetness between her thighs and she's blushing violently as she sits up, trying not to make any sudden movements just in case.]

... I'm going to be sore in the morning, you bastard.

[Yep, that's the only thing she can think of to say right now.]

[cursed_analysis]

[He stares her down, his tongue moving away from his arm and retracting slowly into his mouth as his body seizes violently once, and then once more as he finally huffs; trying not to laugh. This woman. If all witches are as fiery as she; he might try relocating to her home for a time just to see these reactions on a more frequent basis. As he tilts his head and leans towards her, he rests a hand on the bed as if he was contemplating rejoining her for some form of comfort.]

[occulthymns]

[She meets his stare with a hard one of her own, trying to decide whether she wants him in the bed with her after that. She should kick him out, or leave herself, but where is she going to go? And she can't really deny the desire to have something to cling to.

What can she say, she's an affectionate person by nature.

After a few moments she decides to relax, huffing quietly, rolling onto her side and curling up a little. She won't take her eyes off of him, but the ice in her gaze is warming up, to something a little more curious.]

[cursed_analysis]

[Well, it seems something in her has changed. Which just serves to make things yet more interesting for him. He ponders her silence for a long while as he considers the unspoken offer from her. Resting his weight on his hand, he moves from weightless to pressing down the mattress as he flows onto the bed smoothly.

Languidly, he moves next to her, making sure to keep her hands away from his back; he had a sharp surprise on it, after all. There's a pleased noise nonetheless though, having a warm body next to his slightly cooler one was nice, in the end.]