[User] Nathan smiled at that, leaning against the door frame as he watched her, his hard length bobbing slightly in the loose pants. "Yeah, Krista, I do. As much as you can annoy me, I still love you. And that body of yours. Even if you mar it with tattoos, it's damn fine." He smirked as he watched her. "And I offered myself to you, and yet you sit away and nearly ignore me. How sorrowful I feel, with the need I have."

[Assistant] When she heard his words, she took off her guitar and took another puff from her cigarette, letting out a handful amount of smoke. Her body was perfect, covered in tattoos on her back, her right arm and her hips, then her legs. "It's just... listen... why I did that... is because... I'm a virgin..." she said with her cheeks absolutely red.

[User] Her blush made her look adorable. "I wouldn't have guessed." He said, truthfully. He moved to the bed, sitting on the edge. "Well, we can go slow, then. If you want that. But I must say, you look good in those boxers. But I think you would look better in panties. Or, maybe, just my boxers." He shifted slightly, almost as if to accentuate his body to her. "Your pace, sis."

[Assistant] Krista nodded a bit shyly and proceeded to take off her boxers, letting him see her trimmed pussy and her beautiful and perfect round butt. "I... please... be slow..." she said shyly and kissed his lips. "I like my boxers..."

[User] Nathan kissed her softly in return, pulling her onto him, straddling him, his clothing the only thing between them, although that didn't stop his length being pressed firmly against her. "We go at your pace." He said softly. Slowly, he peeled his clothes off, until he was bare in front of her, still holding her in his lap. "Take it yourself, how you want it. I'll guide the rest of it."

[Assistant] Krista looked at him firmly, not even a smile escaped her lips as it hadn't escaped for months as long as she was conscious of it. She took his cock and put it inside her pussy, making her whimper in pain. She hugged him tightly, pressing her perfect body to his and laying her head on the crook of her neck. She kissed that spot as blood started to come down his cock.

[User] Nathan was very gentle, hands holding her hips so he was only buried halfway. She was tight as a virgin, and he could feel the blood drip down him slowly. An arm shifted to hold her, feeling her lips on his neck. His head shifted, kissing her shoulder before slowly moving, sliding out to the head before back in, just a little more than halfway. He continued like this, slow and a little deeper, until a few minutes later that he was buried to the hilt. "You feel amazing." He moaned into her ear.

[Assistant] Krista started to moan after a few minutes and she started to jump a bit on his cock, her beautiful pussy gripping his cock as she was entranced with him. "I... love you... Nathan..." she whispered and laced their fingers together. "I'm close... I'm close.."

[User] Nathan was more than happy to take her hands in his, feeling their fingers lace. Her moans pulled more moans from him, and he nipped her earlobe. "I love you too, Krista." One pump felt spectacularly good. "I'm close too, Krista. Cum for me. Where do you want me to cum?"

[Assistant] Krista kept moaning and panting until she couldn't take it anymore. She gripped his hand tightly, her fingers pressing tightly to each other as she climaxed. She tightened a lot and her juices flowed down his cock. "W-W-Wherever... you want..." she moaned and just rested on top of him.

[User] Nathan rode through her orgasm, feeling her gripping around him, pulling him closer and closer. He heard her words, smiling at such allowance, but he didn't know how her protection was. So he slid out of her, a few strokes of his hand shooting hot cum over her stomach. He was breathing heavy, but smiling. "You are amazing, Krista. I may just have to leave my gal for you. You're so much better."

[Assistant] Krista was glad he was such a responsible sibling. She wasn't on birth control, but she wasn't on her period either. She kissed his lips after he said those words and laid on the bed. "Thanks..." she whispered and rubbed the cum on belly and took it to her mouth, where she swallowed all of it. Her pussy, her slit had blood around it so she stood up and looked at him. "I'm going to take a shower to clean myself," she said and walked to the bathroom.

[User] Nathan smiled at the kiss, returning it and watching her lay onto the bed. Her fingers played with his release, bringing it to her lips. Oh, that was hot. He watched as she got up, going to the bathroom, nodding. "Alright, I'll take one after you. And smile for me. You look good with a smile." He got up, heading to his room and sitting at his computer desk. He look over stuff, waiting for his turn in the shower.

[Assistant] "I'll try, you know..." Krista said with small smirk and closed the door of the bathroom. She got inside the shower and started washing herself. The ground of the shower was all of a sudden full of sweat and blood. She turned off the shower and put a towel around her blonde and red hair, then walked to her brother's room, completely naked with the towel only covering her hair. "Yer' turn," she said and walked to her room to dry up.

[User] Nathan looked up as he heard her, smirking as he saw her bare body before it disappeared from his room. He got up and stretched before heading to the bathroom. He drew a hot shower, washing the sweat, juices, and blood from his body before relaxing in the hot water. He washed himself the rest of the way before getting out, wrapping a towel around his hips and heading to his room, to his computer.

[Assistant] For the first time, Krista wanted to spend some leisure time with her brother, so she put on a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt, then grabbed a beer from the fridge and a couple of cigarettes and made her way to his bedroom. "Hey..." she said shyly and sat across his lap, her butt pressed to his cock through the towel. She opened the beer and started to drink as she looked at the screen. "What are you doin' that it keeps ya' so busy?" she asked and took another sip from the beer, the tattoos on her legs more than evident. Her shirt was a bit moved, revealing her belly and hips.

[User] Nathan looked up as his sis came into the room, wearing her baggy underwear and shirt like usual. But he was surprised as she sat across his lap, feeling her rear rub against his hard length through the towel. "What am I doing?" He started, looking back at the computer. "Just playing some games." It was one of the Batman Arkham games, about mid way through, but he was now distracted by the sexy little thing on his lap. "Is there anything I can do for you, or are you just trying to get me turned on again?"

[Assistant] "No, I just want to spend some time with my brother. As I have never spent time with you," Krista said and took another sip of beer from her bottle. She then lit her cigarette. "C'mon, just play as I watch you, I'm not here to cause any trouble."

[User] Nathan couldn't help the smile at her words. He pushed his chair forward to his computer desk, which pushed her closer to him. He unpaused the game, going through a few mobs of mooks with ease, although his hard on was rubbing a little uncomfortably against her rear and the towel.

[Assistant] Krista laid her head against his chest the whole way, even as she smoked and sipped the beer. A rather plain-looking expression was on her face. Her little body was pressed against the boy who deflowered her, who turned out to be her brother. The person she loved the most and with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life. But she knew that if her parents were to arrive any minute they would kill her...

[User] Nathan was silent as he played, his body shaking slightly from rather emphasized actions on his mouse and keyboard. He didn't think of much from the game, wanting to keep the game running smoothly and looking good while doing it. He knew their parents wouldn't be back until after night fell, although he doubted she knew that, since she was never home around this time, usually. He turned his head to look at Krista for a moment before back to the game. He was going to have to spray his room to get the smoke out, at least.

[Assistant] Krista chuckled as he played. He was certainly showing off and he obviously didn't want to look like a total loser in front of his sister. After finishing the cigarette and the bear, she put the small roll of tobacco inside the bottle of beer and put in inside the bin next to the desk. Then, she planted a kiss on his cheek and stood up. "I love you... remember that..." she said and walked to her room to get her drawing book and a pencil, then she walked back to his room and laid on his bed. She laid on her chest and started drawing him and her together, kissing each other. She was an excellent artist, both composing songs, playing them and drawing.

[User] Nathan let himself be absorbed into the game. He heard her words but didn't respond, feigning concentration. She left too quickly, anyway. He stayed playing the game for a while after before throwing out his trash, spraying his room down to get the smoke out of it. After all, he wasn't going down for her habits. He came downstairs around lunchtime, making himself some soup quickly.

[Assistant] Krista heard movement downstairs, and she finished her drawing quite quickly. She walked downstairs, still in her boxers and a tank-top and walked to her brother. "Look what I did," she said with her permanent serious face. It was a perfect drawing of them kissing under a tree and hearts around them. "What's for dinner?"

[User] Nathan heard Krista come downstairs, chuckled as he heard the excitement in her voice if not on her face. He took a look of the drawing, nodding his head. "Pretty good." He took a few scoops of soup and took a seat, thinking of what would be for dinner. "I think I'll make burgers for dinner tonight." He looked up at her, smiling. "You are always so serious. Cheer up."

[Assistant] Krista smiled but only inside her, she wasn't a person to smile. "Hmm... burgers... I think I may like that..." she said shyly and looked at him, the drawing still in her hands. "I... leave me alone..." she whispered softly and kissed his lips. "Let's just be each other."

[User] Nathan smiled at the kiss, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. An arm wrapped around her hips, the other hand taking the drawing and putting it on the table. "Now now, I'm not trying to change you." He whispered low. His free hand found her side before slowly sliding down, teasing at the lip of her boxers before sliding into them, finding her womanhood, lightly stroking her lips. "I just really like when I see you smile. I like seeing you happy."

[Assistant] Krista blushed as he pulled her on top of him and put a hand inside her underwear, then moaned softly as he brushed her womanhood with his fingers. "Ah... Nathan..." she whispered softly. She enjoyed the kiss, and thus she kissed him again. "Would you be my boyfriend? You have to dump that other slut first..."

[User] Her whispered words made Nathan smile in the kiss, pulling her to be straddling him before his fingers continued their slow tease, spreading her lip, starting to stroke her clit. He heard her question, giving himself a moment to answer her. "That's a strong word, Krista. We can't be Boyfriend and Girlfriend, you know this. But I can be yours. And you can be sure I'll dump that bitch for you."

[Assistant] Krista kept moaning as he teased her pussy. "Ah... I... want... to be yours... forever... please...." she whispered and kissed his cheek. She surely hated his girlfriend, she despised her. Not only that, but Nathan's girlfriend always made fun of Krista, which secretly made her eyes watery once in a while. "Thanks... I really want to feel you inside me."

[User] "Oh, but that was the plan." Nathan chuckled softly as his fingers continued their slow tease of her womanhood. At least now he could get her to be honest to him. "Oh? You want to feel me again? Then get moving, take these clothes off and slide it in yourself."

[Assistant] Krista nodded. She took out her clothes and let him see her perfect and radiant, tattoo-covered body. She straddled him and slid his cock inside her with a loud moan. "AHH... God..." she moaned, his cock stretching her walls as she was loving to get fucked by her brother.

[User] She was so compliant to him, stripping bare instead of dropping her boxers. He pushed his pants down to the thigh so she could slide him into her, letting out a soft moan as he felt her tight grip around him. "Mmm, Krista, you feel so much better than that bitch." He muttered into her ear, taking a moment to do one deep, hard thrust into her before sitting still, letting her work.

[Assistant] Krista placed a kiss on his lips as she bounced up and down, blushing a bit by his comment. "Thanks... Nathan...." she whispered into his ear and kissed his neck. With each of his bounces his cock reached the entrance of her womb and she screamed in pleasure. "FUCK!! SHIT!!!!" she screamed.

[User] Nathan let out a low sound of displeasure at her words, although that didn't stop what he was doing. He moved with her, hips thrusting up into her, filling her completely with each movement. Soft moans left him, fingers biting into her hips. She was damn good, he didn't know why he didn't do this before.

[Assistant] "Oh... crap... Nathan... I'm... really... CLOSE!" Krista moaned softly and bit his neck in a soft way as her orgasm hit her, her fingers digging on his back as her walls clenched completely, filling her with pleasure. Her hips moved under his smooth hands as they held her, still wanting more.

[User] Nathan moaned out as he felt her bite him, her orgasm rippling as she pulsed around his cock. His hips continued to thrust into her, riding her through the pleasure until he felt her relax. Strong arms held her, letting her get her breath back for a moment before he continued, thrusting into her like nothing had happened.

[Assistant] Krista just laid her head on his shoulder as she let him fuck her still sensitive hole, he was completely ignoring the fact she had just came from his rod inside her, and still he hadn't came yet. She grinned and bounced back on him, his member was filling her completely. "God... fuck... baby... this feels really good..."

[User] She was more than eager to move with him to please him, and that made him smile. "Good, it's suppose to." Nathan retorted, as his hips matched her movements. A hand left her hips, fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in time with her movements as a prize to her. "Ride me. And if you cum again before I do, get on your knees and suck me off."

[Assistant] Krista gasped as his hand started to rub her still sensitive clit, making her press her small breasts against his chest as she felt her orgasm building up once again. "Ahhhh... if... you... want... you can cum... in me..." she whispered. She didn't care if she got pregnant at the moment, she only wanted to satisfy him and feel everything. She was of course not aware of the consequences if he came inside her.

[User] Nathan heard her whisper, although he ignored it as he thrust into her, feeling her grip and pulse before falling into her orgasm once more. But he still hadn't been satisfied. His hands found her hips, lifting her up and off his length. "On your knees, Krista." He said. "Time for you to suck me off."

[Assistant] Krista's beautiful, tattooed body kneeled in front of her brother, her precious face looking at him with her deep blue eyes. His cock entered her mouth and her cheeks sunk inside as she sucked his delicious and tasty member. "D-Do you like this?" she asked, one of her hands holding his cock as the other laid on his thigh.

[User] Nathan let out a soft groan as he felt Krista's mouth take him in, his head falling back a she slowly bobbed her head on him. Her hand on him as she asked was welcomed with a small thrust up from his hips. "Yes, Krista, it feels great. But don't stop now, you want me to cum, no?"

[Assistant] Krista didn't answer though, he didn't want her to use her mouth that way. She hadn't sucked anyone yet, and her brother taking her virginity wasn't something expected. She wanted him to cum inside her, but she didn't want to control him like that, so she kept sucking.

[User] Nathan had been close after her second or third orgasm, so it didn't take much of her giving him head before he came, hot seed shooting into her mouth. A hand found her hair, gripping lightly for a moment before letting her go. "That was amazing, Krista." He said softly.

[Assistant] Krista didn't answer as he swallowed his disgusting white goo. It tasted salty and bitter, and extremely awful. But well, she wasn't going to hurt his feelings. She just stood up and put her panties back again, the only thing she was wearing and looked at her. "I'm going to take a shower.." she said shyly, her pale cheeks blushing as she walked upstairs, her precious tattoos showing off along with her slim and perfect figure.

[User] Nathan saw that she didn't like the taste, could see it on her face, but kept quiet. He would change that next time, he reminded himself. He watched as she slid those little panties on, a change from her normal boxers, and welcome at that. He nodded but stayed silent as he watched her head upstairs, cleaning the kitchen up before heading back up into his room, cleaning up before simply laying on his bed, eyes closed and headphones on.

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Krista entered the bathroom and threw her only pair of panties in the basket so her mother could wash it later. She stepped in the shower and let the water run down her body as she relaxed and cleaned herself, soaping her entire body from all the juices they had shared and the sweat that had stuck on her. Also, she made sure the paint at the ends of her hair washed away, so she could dye it once again. After that, she stepped out of the shower and dried with a towel her beautiful body. On her back there was a huge tattoo of a skull with blood around it, on her right arm there was a sun hugging a small moon, both with blood on their eyes. Secretly, she had done this meaning she was in love with her brother. On her left leg, she had a stabbed snake all around her thigh and down to her calf, and on her right leg she had a dagger with blood dripping. Apart from that, she had several piercings, one in her belly button that was possibly the only one her brother liked. She had one in her nose, spider bites on her lips and another piercing on her ear. Yes, she only hid the tattoos from her parents, not the piercings; although they still didn't know she drank and smoked a lot.

Krista then started to dry her hair. Without the flaming ends, it was a precious and really beautiful yellow, almost white. Afterwards, she grabbed the dyer from one of the drawers on the cupboard next to the sink and started to apply the orange paint on her hair again, making it look like it burned in a really cool way. She walked to her bedroom wearing nothing, not even a towel covering her and dressed like she casually did; mostly because her parents were about to arrive. She put a plain black "Green Day" T-shirt, a red tie, boxers, jeans and shoes. Also, she put some black bracelets with metal parts and painted her nails black. With a soft sigh, she walked downstairs and to the living room, where she turned on the TV and waited for her parents to arrive... or for something exciting to happen.


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Her oaths were always amusing, almost making Jacob laugh against her clit. He was glad she was enjoying his efforts, doing his best to keep his pace up. She didn't move much but he could still feel her hips jerk from time to time when he hit a sweet spot or her abdomen tensing at times under his splayed hand. Her let two fingers slide inside her, probing her depths as his tongue flicked back and forth.

He could feel her slick coating his hand and taste the fruitiness of it. Was his mouth not occupied, he might have made a joke about skittles. He really was tasting the rainbow. But not only would she be confused by it, having no context, he definitely didn't want to interrupt, not when she was making such cute noises and moaning his name like that.

His fingers slid in and out of her faster. He had initially just wanted to get her ready for him to penetrate her, give her a little head to tantalize and prime her pussy. Now he wanted to make her cum.

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"Gods---ngh!" Iris moaned, feeling him slide two fingers into her, wiggling around her warm insides. He'd doubled his attention on her clit, sucking and licking, twirling his tongue around her little nub and making her mind dance with the intensity of it. She had not expected this, not been prepared for this. He was making up for any possible lack of skill with an overwhelming eagerness to see her peak, his tongue and fingers doing their damnest to wring an orgasm from her, and by Danu he might very well succeed before too long.

Her breathing was growing shorter, soft gasps and moans as she writhed under his grip. The hand entangled in his hair was now finally applying pressure, pushing him against her snatch while he devoured her hungrily. Her other hand balled bedsheets in a tight grip as she panted, "Jacob!" she cried out, "Do not stop, I'm nearly there!" His fingers were going faster now, plunging in and out with soft wet noises as she neared what was to be her first climax in nearly 400 years, with his skill and her lust, it was bound to be a good one.

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Jacob could feel his tongue and jaw getting tired but there was no way he was going to let up now. Still, he didn't think he had any more to give. If this wasn't enough to tip her over that precipice into release... then she begged him not to stop, that she was close and he found a reserve of determination to get the job done, sucking her clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it as he finger fucked her, curling them upward to further stimulate her.

He wasn't religious. He wouldn't go to a church or anything. But he was happy to worship this rainbow goddess like this whenever she goddamn wanted.

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Iris could feel that glorious tension building in her core, rising higher and higher as he worked her over. His tongue danced over her, his fingers pumping in and out vigorously, curling in order to find her sweetest of spots. It was enough, finally, to send her cresting over the edge. "Jacob! Fuck!" Her grip on his head became painfully strong for a brief moment as her legs contracted, smothering him between two powerful purple pythons as a small splash of fem-cum his his face, coating his chin and tongue.

Her back arched up and she moaned his name loudly, spasms of climax running through her body as she came tumbling down the other side of her ascension. Every pulse of pleasure made her shudder and she moaned a low raspy moan with every surge as she rode out her climax. After a few moments, she realized she was no doubt smothering him and with a twinge of panic and a surprising moment of difficulty, parted her legs to let him breath. Her hand left his hair as she panted, far from spent but now at least somewhat satisfied, the last vestiges and after shocks still jolting her for a few moments more. "G-gods Jacob..." she stammered, breathing rather heavily as she looked down at where he lay between her legs. Her chest heaved with every lungful of air as she grinned down at him, "You do that very well lover. Gods that was a good one. Thank you," she ran a hand long the side of his face gently and smiled.

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Jacob kept it up even as he felt her body tense up, her tunnel contracting around his fingers. He licked and sucked her through her release, lapping at her sopping cunt as he tasted her release, a sense of accomplishment washing over him even as she smothered him between her thighs. Yes, it made it hard to breath but he wouldn't have traded it for anything, happy to offer her the kind of pleasure that made her let loose like that even if it meant she nearly ripped out some of his hair.

He was quite flushed as she finally let up, freeing him from the wonderful prison of her thighs. He hadn't cum with her but he still felt some of that languid relief like a contact high from making her orgasm and he laid his head on her thigh for a moment as she praised his efforts, grinning up at her with glistening lips and chin. "Any time, Iris. Seriously..." Oh he was hooked now. Even if she didn't stick around all that long once her powers were back, he fully planned to offer her as much pleasure as he could give.

He raised himself, crawling up her body until he could kiss her again, his hard cock resting on her belly. He was more than ready to be inside her, a bit of pre spearing over her abdomen as his lips met hers, tongue once again slipping inside, her own taste on his lips.

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He moved back to where he'd begun his journey, and their lips met again, his tongue pressing eagerly to join once more with hers. Iris tasted herself on his lips and hummed softly, enjoying her own flavor. "You promise?" she said, breaking the kiss briefly and laughing, then going back for more. They lay there for a while, him atop her and she wrapped her arms around his waist, enjoying feeling the smaller man snuggled against her as they dueled tongues.

After a while though she became aware of the hard rod trapped between their bodies. She could practically feel it throb against her in time with the beat of his heart, and she could tell he was eager to join with her. She slipped one arm from around him and wriggled her hand between their bodies until she could wrap it around his cock, tugging gently. A good length, a better girth, yes this would be more than welcome inside her. She let the kiss break and stared up at him, a playful smirk teasing the corner of her mouth as she gently began to stroke his cock in her large warm hand. "You've given me pleasure Jacob, now it is your turn. Tell me, how would you have me?" she asked.

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Jacob felt almost drunk as she kissed him. Of the few hookups he had experienced, there was certainly an intense sexual fervor but with Iris there was this wonderful undercurrent of affection. She was so... open. He barely knew her but he trusted her implicitly. Nothing had to be guarded or walled off.

How did he want her? In so many ways. As she began to touch him, warm hand stroking slowly along his erection, he almost wanted to just stay like this, kissing her sweet lips as she jerked him off on her belly. He wanted to paint her beautiful body with his cum. But no. He wanted to be inside her.

"Just like this," he finally said, raising himself a bit on his arms. He began to move down between her thighs again, releasing himself from her grasp so that he could rub his shaft through the slick folds of her recently eaten pussy. It felt so warm, his precum mingling with her fem-cum and natural lubrication. "I want to see your face while I fuck you," he said as he lined himself up, pressing forward so that his head slid into her. He leaned forward, one hand on the back of her thigh, the other braced on the bed as he met her eyes, the rest of him sliding into her tight, hot channel.

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Iris grinned lustily as he moved down between her legs once more. She spread her legs wide for him, then reached down and spread her pussy lips as well, revealing the deep purple of her pussy. His cock had felt good in her hand, how good now would it feel inside her? "Please," she said. He took his cock and ground the tip against her, and she shifted, propping herself up on both elbows. "Unnh Jacob please," she begged, his hardness making her ache for him to push inside. She'd just cum, but already she felt raring to go again, such was the way of a sex goddess. One measly climax would never suffice, she wanted him near as badly she could feel he wanted her.

As Jacob pushed his cockhead between her folds, she locked eyes with him, her mouth slightly open as he slowly pushed the fat head of his prick into her warm slick hole. He was spreading her well, her bountiful chest rising up and down slowly, her breath heavy with lust as he leaned over her, one hand taking hold of her leg to steady her hips, the other supporting how he knelt over her. Then with one thrust, he buried himself inside her. Iris mewled pityingly, the sensation of his fat cock sliding as deep as it could go within her making her body quiver with delight. "Hell's Teeth Jacob..." she whimpered, wishing she could kiss him, but alas their difference in size prevented that, unless he bent her spine near in half pounding her into the bed. She shivered in delight at the thought, another night maybe, for now it would be best to take things slow, to learn about one another, how to please the other person best. Iris clenched herself on his cock and grinned up at him. "How is it?" she asked, doing her best to play coy while he remained embedded deep within her.

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Jacob was breathing hard as he bottomed out in her, his hips meeting hers. He let out a shaky laugh as she spoke and clenched down on him, making him groan. "I'm inside a goddess. It feels divine," he joked breathlessly, squeezing her thigh. He took a moment longer to acclimate himself, not wanting to finish too early because that would be embarrassing. But after eating her out and just how erotic she was in general, he had to marshal all his will to keep himself under control.

He began to slowly churn his hips, cock sliding in and out of her, stomach and back working as he gradually sped his pace to an even rhythm. He momentarily let his eyes slide closed, letting out a groan of pleasure as his head tipped back. He let himself enjoy the slick embrace of her pussy around his cock, not going too fast yet. He released her leg and leaned forward on both arms as he began to increase his thrusts over time, returning his gaze to her face to watch her reactions. He wanted to explore this but after so much anticipation, he was also eager to find his own release as well. If he had his way, they would have all night to continue the fun.

He wished he could kiss her too but he was enjoying watching her, especially the flurry of color on her skin as he fucked her. After a moment, he leaned down to once again pay attention to her chest, his head at just about the right height for it given their sizes and positioning. He sucked her other nipple this time, indulging himself. He didn't think he'd ever been with a woman with such huge and magnificent tits.

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Iris laughed softly at his joke, though in truth she'd heard that perhaps a thousand times without exaggeration. It was an old joke, even by her standards. He remained still for a moment, and she wondered if he was about to spill right away. It would be a little disappointing, but not unexpected. Some men she'd bedded hadn't even made it inside her, and a few hadn't even gotten their trousers off before they were spent. He'd made it this far though, and he seemed determined to keep going.

Slowly, he began to move, sliding back and forth inside her, his cock grinding against her slick walls, spreading her well. She moaned as he did so, one hand resting on his shoulder as he began to build a rhythm with his hips, slow enough to keep going for a time, yet not so slow as to be lacking. Her face twisted in pleasure as he ground himself inside her, his thick rod feeling oh so gratifying. Near 400 years without this, and now she almost wished it to never end. She groaned and writhed, enjoying every inch as he pushed it into her, only allowing him to withdraw on the promise he'd return soon. Her legs wrapped loosely around his back, not really holding him in, just making themselves known at his sides.

After a few long moments of hot breath and steamy passion between them, he bent over and began moving faster, driving a squeal from between her lips and making her tighten her grip on his shoulder. "Yesss..." she hissed through half-lidded eyes, grinning down at him in a haze of lust and passion. When he took it still a step further and leaned down to take her tit into his mouth again, she moaned and clung tighter to him, folding her arms over him to hold him against her. It would take some effort to make her release again, but in the meantime she could relish his cock in her cunt.

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Hot breath, labored moans and the rustling of the bedclothes filled the space around them as they fucked. When Jacob started sucking on her nipples, she put her arms around him, enfolding him in her warmth. He felt an overwhelming sense of safety and passion to accompany the pleasure. She felt wonderful. He felt high on her, especially when she voiced her approval.

He continued to roll his hips, quickening and causing the movement and the impact of his hips against hers to add its own sound to the mix. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out. He didn't think he could bring her a second release before he finished. But he definitely planned to keep this going. He wasn't a one and done kind of guy and if there was anyone at all who deserved his best endurance run, it was Iris.

"I think... I'm about to cum. Is it really OK? Inside?" She had said the condom wasn't necessary and he was inclined to believe the word of a goddess but he couldn't help checking to be sure.

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As the minutes wore on Iris found herself incredibly impressed with the young human. A lesser man would have already spent himself, collapsed atop her and likely fallen asleep, but he went doggedly on, his hips increasing their fervor so that when they met there was a soft smack of flesh on flesh. They clung to each other as he thrust in and out, sawing his way towards an orgasm and bringing her along with him, albeit a ways behind. All the while he continued toying her nipple, sucking and swirling his tongue around it much in the same way he'd treated her clit before. It was a lovely thing to feel, his hard cock and his soft lips against her soft slit and her hard nips.

Finally, after what felt like blissful hours she felt his lust boiling hotter, the emotion she could feel on him growing even more intense. She knew what was coming, and not a moment later he detached himself from her breast, his face flushed as their eyes met again. She stared down at him with an intense sort of smile and as conformation, tightened her legs around him, trapping him inside even as she did her best to squeeze her cunt around him, wordlessly willing him to cum inside her.

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She didn't reply. Not in words anyway. Jacob shuddered as her legs constricted around him, ankles locked behind his butt. She didn't restrict his movements too much though and, with her unspoken permission, brought his pace to a fever pitch. He could already feel his balls tightening, that feeling of release surging up through his core. But he soldiered on, drawing it out as he pounded into her, churning his hips almost manically.

He let out a labored moan as his cock pulsed once, twice, then jetted hot cum into her waiting tunnel while her passage clenched and clutched at him. He bottomed out in her again, his balls contracting. He painted her insides with warm, sticky cum, his whole body tensed up as he emptied himself, stars dancing in his vision.

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Iris could feel it in the way he thrusts became erratic, in how he's face contorted, a muscle tensing in his jaw. She could sense it in a way not even she could explain, and so just as his climax began, she gripped him even tighter, pressing her legs into the small of his back so that he was pushed against her, leaving no chance of escape. Her arms wrapped tight around him, holding him close to her as he seeded her depths. "Yes!" she cried, warmth surging inside her as she felt his cock pulse and begin to paint her walls white with his cum.

He moaned against her as he emptied his everything into her cunt, filling her with his cum, making her shudder with pleasure at the sensation of his sticky cum blasting deep into her. She moaned in unison as a particularly powerful spurt speared into her. She had not yet climaxed again, but this was enough to sate her for an evening. She always slept better with a bellyful of cum. The only question was, was he done or would he want more? If he had more to give, she would gladly take it... "Yes lover..." she moaned softly, rocking gently back and forth, "oh gods yes..."

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His orgasm tapered off after a moment, leaving him pleasantly spent in her embrace, his whole body relaxed against her. God he could just stay like this forever. Her words made him smile and he nuzzled into the soft, pliant flesh of her chest, kissing the inside of one boob affectionately since he couldn't reach her lips, at least not while he was still inside her like this.

Jacob looked up at her after a moment, grinning. "That was amazing. You're amazing," he said a little breathlessly. He couldn't remember a time he had cum so hard. "Thanks for... I mean I feel honored... I can literally say I fucked a goddess. I'd really like to keep doing that, if you'll have me..." He still assumed she wouldn't stick around forever but he couldn't help offering. Besides, they had the painting to finish and hopefully a few more besides. He still wanted to put her up on the side of a building too. Everyone deserved to see how gorgeous she was.

"Did, uh... did this help your powers at all? If you need more I can keep going!" He offered eagerly. Hell, he would want to keep going even if she was fully topped off.

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As his climax tapered off, Iris relaxed around him, no longer holding him tightly. She let her legs fall away, but kept her arms circled around him, gently holding him close to her in the afterglow of their coupling. He was kissing one of her breasts softly, lazily almost, basking in the aftermath of such a powerful climax no doubt. She could feel it within her, he'd done a good job filling her with cum, now as for power...

He looked up at her and she down at him. His broad grin was infectious and she laughed softly, squeezing him a little affectionately as he complimented her. "Yes Jacob, amazing is a good word. You came so much!" she said, smiling warmly. "You wish to continue?" She said, arching an eyebrow. "In that case the honor is mine. Few men are there who could continue after such an outpouring as you." She smiled and hooked her hands under his arms, pulling him up towards her. She shivered as his cock pulled free from her slit, trailing a streak of his white cum mixed with her arousal up her belly as she drew him into another fiery kiss.

After a moment she let him up and aimed her gaze to one hand. "A little," she said, and clicked her fingers. The sound was not like it had been in the car. It echoed ethereally around the room, far louder than it should have been and with a dull metallic thud a chunk of dull yellow metal appeared on the nightstand next to them. It was about the size of a fist and glimmered in the lamp light. "Gold, for you," she said, looking back to Jacob. "Consider it a reward for services rendered, though if you wish for more, I will need more servicing," she said with a salacious glint in her eye.

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Jacob found how easily she could move him around kind of a turn on, melting against her as she kissed him deeply, making a bit of a mess on her belly as they made out for a moment. When they broke apart and she assessed her level of magical charge from their coupling, he watched with amazement as she conjured gold from thin air, making his eyes practically bug out of his head. His surprise was a little undercut at her words though and he burst out laughing. So he could add gigolo to his resume now. Gigolo to the gods. OK that actually had a bit of a ring to it. Were there any other hot gods who wanted service from a mortal like him? The notion was amusing but he doubted it was realistic.

"I have a friend that would really get a kick out of this. She tried to get me into sex work a while ago---I think mostly as a joke. She'd die laughing if I ever told her about this," he said as he reached over and picked up the lump of gold. Even this fist sized piece was pretty heavy. "Oh, not that I have anything against sex work," he hastened to say. His friend and a couple of her friends were in the business so he knew a cursory bit about it.

"But you don't have to pay me. I'm happy to help for free. I'm just glad it's as enjoyable for you as it is... magically beneficial." He had moved to the side for now so he wasn't directly on top of her anymore while he recharged. "Hey you want any water before we get going again?" He asked as he got up, stretching. "I'll get us some tissues to clean up a little too," he said with a grin, surveying the slick trail of cum up her belly and between her legs.

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Iris' shoulder and one of her breasts flushed a bright pink as she realized the implications of what she'd just done. She hadn't been thinking of it like that, but of course it made total sense in context. "No! No no," she said with a laugh, putting one hand to her forehead in exasperation at her own foolishness.

"I meant it for freeing me, for giving me power, and perhaps for your painting, not for the sex," she explained. "I'm glad you're so happy to help," she said, moving to cup his cheek warmly. "Danu knows I enjoyed it, and I hope to enjoy what is yet to come, or who rather" she patted Jacob's cheek twice and winked. He moved to lie alongside her rather than atop her and they cuddled for a few minutes, both enjoying the brief respite before things became lustful once more.

After a span he got to his feet and stretched, asking if she needed anything. She propped herself up on her elbows and thought for a moment. "Water would be good, thank you, and such cleanup as you mentioned? Not needed" she said and with a sultry smirk she reached down between her legs, dipping two fingers in the trail of his cum and wiping up a portion. She brought it to her mouth and made a little show of sucking them clean. "I'll be cleaned by the time you return"

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Praise of his sexual abilities from the goddess people called Aphrodite in ancient times was more than a little bit of an ego boost. Jacob was overjoyed she was having a good time with him and he definitely felt like a bit of a stud. Post sex cuddling with Iris was wonderful too. She was so effortlessly affectionate and reassuring.

When he offered tissue and she refused, he watched as she showed off for him, wiping up a bit of cum with her fingers and devouring it like a tasty morsel. His not-quite-recovered cock couldn't help but twitch at the site. God she was sexy. Both wholesome and lewd all at once. He loved it.

"OK, be right back," he said excitedly. Maybe if he hurried he could catch more of the show. He practically danced down the stairs, the pleasant drowsiness that came after orgasm replaced now that he'd had a bit of recovery time with giddy excitement. He found some bottled water in the fridge and grabbed a box of tissues just to have them if they needed them, and headed back up. "Agua?" He said as he held out a bottle to her. He demonstrated the twist cap on his own and took a deep slug. He hadn't realized how thirsty he was until now.

Jacob could feel the coolness of the water permeating the leftover heat in his body from the exertion of fucking this literal goddess stretched out on the bed in front of him. It didn't stop his cock from quickly perking up again as he looked at her. "Ready for round two?" he asked with a grin. He glanced down at his erection and smirked, noting the bit of cum from both of them on the hardening shaft. "You know, I could use a bit of a clean myself. You taste enough cum or you want some more?" Yeah... he was feeling a little cocky now...

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Iris licked another dose of his seed off her fingers and grinned as she noticed his cock twitch, his eyes locked on her. This was how it should be. She'd been described so many ways, complimentary and not, but the one word she'd always loved to hear herself described as was 'distracting'. She could almost see in his eyes the thought processes going, his cock already regaining hardness as he debated whether or not to get the water, or to simply pounce on her once more.

Thirst, it seemed, won out and he hastily descended the stairs, going down towards the kitchen and out of sight. While he was gone, Iris continued lazily 'cleaning' herself, enjoying just how deep she had to push her fingers to work out the cum. He really was a virulent little man, perhaps it had been a while for him? Yet he'd lasted so long... she hoped she hadn't interrupted any relationship he might've had, but she dismissed the idea quickly. He hadn't been supremely overtaken with lust, not in the way many before had, and unless he was a heartless bastard, which she doubted, he would have felt some guilt over his actions. She'd read him while they'd fucked, there was no guilt to be had in that respect.

As he came jogging back up the stairs, dick flopping about in a way she found funny, he offered her a bottle of water. She frowned curiously, taking it and examining it. It wasn't glass, but rather like the soda bottles below. He'd poured those into glasses for her, but she recognized the way the material flexed under her grip as the same. She twisted the top off and took a long draft of cool water, then struggled to put the cap back on for a few moments before she managed. "A screw-top, clever. Far more secure than a cork," she said appraisingly.

"Round two?" she said, arching her eyebrows at his quip, then chuckling softly. "Get over here," she beckoned him over, and moved to not so much kneel as sit on the floor at the end of the bed. Like this, she was at a good height for what he had in mind. As he shuffled closer, she eyed his cock critically. "Not quite hard yet are we? Well," she leaned forward and lifted his cock with one hand, so that she could give it a long lick from base to tip. "We'll just have to amend that." With that she eased his cock into her warm mouth, at first just sucking on the head, rolling her tongue around it and occasionally digging the tip of her tongue against his cockslit.


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The birds sang sweetly and swooped overhead in wild circles. Colorful feathers played in the light of the dewy spring morning. It was their song that woke her. Eyes heavy from slumber, the goddess stirred from her long rest. She was perched comfortably, nestled in the crook of a young birch tree. How long had she slept? It could have been days, years, or ages for all she knew. Winters and summers had come and gone whilst the forest had grown up around her. Her copper locks were tangled with vines and littered with leaves and flowers. And was that an old bird's nest seated comfortably in one of her antlers? Moss and lichen had covered her feet and legs but as she rose, it slid gently off her warm skin, yielding before its master's movements. Weeds and young trees had tangled themselves around her body, but they too bent, groaning before her will. They clung to her robes beseechingly, like a lover who wished to remain in bed. But the goddess was done with sleeping. While there seemed to be no threats to her wild and wonderful sanctuary, it was time to move again. As delicious as her nap had been, one could only sleep so much. The lust of spring was in the air and a primal desire was boiling in the goddess. It was time to awaken and prowl her territory.

_Rise and shine, my darlings. It is time to move and breathe and make ourselves known again._ Rising from her nest, she stretched her arms and arched her back, looking up at the sun filtering through the leaves. She rubbed her eyes and tried to clear her head, mind still slow and groggy. A trip to the river was in order. Perhaps a cool splash of water would clear her murky mind. When she reached the water's edge, she spotted a mound of stones with letters and a knotted symbol inscribed on them. She bowed her head curiously and peered at it. Some of the letters, her clouded mind could not read, but one set stood out above the others. Abnoba. That was her name. Or at least, what the human's had named her. She was as ancient as the forest and had been given many names over the years, but this one had stuck for a time.

Delicately extending her index finger, she lightly touched the topmost rock of the shrine. In response, flowers of every shape and color blossomed on the monument. The humans would be awed by this, if ever they dared venture this deeply into the wood again. They were such perplexing creatures. One minute they worshiped the forest, the next they feared it and felled its trees and poached her animals. Sometimes, they were like adorable children, and others they were as wild and destructive as the demon wind Lothar. While she found their contradicting nature fascinating, she usually avoided them. As long as they harmed not her treasured forest, or encroached on its borders, she would let them be.

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The trees of the forest were as old as the world itself, or so the stories went. It was the birthplace of humans, and also the place where they rested, the large trees housing the memories and spirits of the people who lived nearby. As a child Marie was fascinated bu the forest, the stories about it always caught her attention, and she loved listening to the ones about the beautiful goddess Abnoba, the creator of humans and guardian of their afterlife. She was famed for many things, her beauty the most well know, but some cultures feared her, others, like Marie's revered her, guarding her lands from those who wished to do them harm.

Because of this, the beautiful red haired girl lived in her forest, taking only what she needed from it, and only after prayers. She lived off of the nuts from the trees, stray birds and rabbits that fell to her arrows, and the water of the springs. Today Marie had found herself wandering, almost as if something had called her into the forest, and deeper she entered, soon leaving the sparse density of trees to the oldest part of the forest know as the untamed lands. She could feel the eyes of the animals around her, watching her like she was invading the land. The place felt wrong, almost like she wasn't supposed to be here, and yet she wandered deeper. The trees groaned around her and the paths winded around large rocks, carved in writing she didn't recognize. She could see old shrines, stacked stones like the ones her people used, some only a foot high while others were made from boulders larger than a cauldron. Slowly she crept forward, soon coming to a break in the treeline to a small stream, the water as clear as could be. The young woman, tired from her long trek through the lands went onto her knees by its edge, saying a small prayer hoping for forgiveness before taking some water in her cupped hands and drinking it down.

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Like a rock cast into a still pool, the girl's presence sent ripples through the ancient heart of the forest. The goddess sensed her even as she passed the first of the stone alters and made her way on the winding paths to the deeper reaches of her territory. Her footsteps that tread on the forest floor, were felt in her bones and skin. As the girl approached the sacred waters, Abnoba slipped quietly backwards, fading into the tangled mass of the wood like a ghost to observe the intruder.

It had been a very long time since she had allowed humans into this place. In ancient days, when the world was young, the humans had come and played among the trees and the leaves. Then, they began to forget the old ways. They forgot the old songs and dances and turned their mind to crafting things. To bending and breaking and molding the land, rather than living with it. At first, Abnoba had resented their change of heart, but eventually she had come to accept it. It was man's way. Just as the beaver builds his dam and the bird his nest, man must follow his own nature. She had accepted their way, but had banished them from her home.

Now, this lone human girl appeared before her so innocently in this forbidden place. Did she not know the consequences for trespassing? She had the mark of the hunter on her, the goddess could tell. This in itself was not forbidden for all creatures must eat, but if she had come to this sanctuary to kill then she would have to be punished. Even so, the goddess found herself intrigued. It had been a long time since she had been in the presence of humans and this one had a fresh youthful glow that excited Abnoba. When the girl stooped to drink from the water, the murmured prayer reached her ears and pricked at her consciousness. Those words were directed to her. It was then, in that moment, that the forest deity decided to keep her.

On the other side of the river, a path opened. The trees bent backwards and the creeping vines and weeds pulled away to reveal uneven stone steps. There seemed to be a light at the end of the tunnel of trees, warm and inviting, beckoning the girl. The river was shallow here, she need only wade to the other side.

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As the old stones clicked and moved Marie looked up, disturbed by the sight before her. While she was expecting an animal or maybe another human in this place, as rare as that could be, she instead was greeted with the forest moving before her. She dropped was remaining water was in her hands back into the river and slowly stood up, soon seeing the bright, warm, and inviting light in the distance. She didn't know what to do, and yet her body instinctively moved forward, stepping across the few stones in the river to cross. Slowly she ascended the stairs, going closer and closer to the light, which always seemed just out of reach.

Slowly she climbed, and as she did the forest groaned and moved once more, this time behind her. Vines stretched across the way, trees toppled and moved, and soon the path back was blocked. Marie was to enthralled to notice, and slowly ascended towards the light, soon reaching it as she stepped into a blinding light. Covering her eyes she waited, hoping it would dim, and as soon as it did she peered around in awe.

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As the girl ascended the steps that lead to her keep, Abnoba followed quietly through the wood. Winding silently through the thick trees and running softly through the undergrowth, she kept her green-golden eyes focused on the human. She was entranced by her movements and the crimson hair that flowed behind her shining like the fire of a summer sunset. Once she reached out to tangle her fingers in those tresses, but if the girl looked she would have seen only the branch of a tree. Yes, the goddess wanted this human. She felt the girl was different, special. At least from the ones who had come here in the recent past. Had she not traveled here to offer herself to the forest? If that wasn't her intent, it did not matter. She would soon, anyway.

When the girl arrived at the top of the stairs, the light receded in front of her. She would now be able to see that she was standing in a perfectly circular clearing of soft green grass. At the center of the mead, there was an ancient stone slab, inscribed with runes and half sunken into the earth and overgrown with flowers and greens. A row of giant trees enclosed the area, their massive trunks growing so tightly together there was scarcely room to fit a hand between them. Their branches arched high overhead, gathering in the middle, creating a sort of domed roof. Light from the sun filtered through the leaves overhead, but the whole place seemed to have a soft glow about it. Birds could be heard calling in the distance, but there were none here, no creature disturbed this place. Here it was still, quiet, sacred but unmistakably filled with life. The air was thick with it and seemed to quiver with anticipation.

Upon entering this natural sanctuary, there was a loud crack behind her. If she looked, she would find her exit sealed by the monstrous hardwoods that walled in the rest enclosure. "Do you know what this place is?" chimed a hidden, silvery voice. "It is my sanctuary, my temple, my home. No one has stepped foot in here for ages without number."

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The windy path led Marie higher and higher, all the while the path closed behind her, locking her into her journey. The trees and plants seemed to reach out at her, some trying to gently caress her likes the leaves on the trees, while others tried to grab her, and hold her. Step after step led her towards Abnoba's sanctuary, and as she arrived she looked around the large mostly empty canopy, the light gently shining down over her. She was alone, and yet strangely it seemed as if someone was all around, watching her, sizing her up.

As She heard the voice she turned to find its origin, wondering who or what was speaking to her. As the voice explained where she was the young girl fell to her knees, clasping her hands together and offering up a small, almost silent prayer to Abnoba, "Please your grace of the forest, let me pass undisturbed, let me receive no harm under your care, and let me be on my was as it pleases you." she said quickly, not wanting to tempt her goddess into anger over her intrusion.

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Trees parted and the goddess stepped into view. Abnoba was taller than most humans, antlers not included, her toned limbs long and graceful like a hart's. Placing one foot in front of the other, she strode slowly towards the kneeling girl. Her lightly bronzed skin shone in the sunlight as she approached, only being sparsely clothed in a white sash draped around her hips, and another one gently cupping her breasts. As the stories said, she was of surpassing beauty, but there was also a dangerous wildness that lurked beneath the surface. Sharp eyes gleamed as they gazed at the girl and heard her prayer.

"I will indeed grant you your safety, human," she said, her lips smiling gently. "Everything that is in the woods is mine to command. But this is a place of sacrifice. In the old days they would bring me gifts for my service and favor." She was in front of the girl now, the grass sighing beneath her feet. Stooping down a little, she placed one hand on the girl's head. Gently, she brushed the her fingers through the girl's hair, then traced them down the side of her face. Then, she took the girl's chin in her hand and gently tilted it up towards her.

"What have you come to offer me, girl?" she asked, her eyes glinting golden as she stared at her. Knowing full well there was only one thing she would accept.

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Marie stared into her goddess's golden eyes with her own red ones. She had nothing to offer other than prayers and herself, and as the goddess's hand caressed her face she looked into her eyes blushing, soon feeling her heart pounding. Her cheeks turned red like her crimson hair, and her attention shifted away shyly as the young woman had only one thing to offer. Marie slowly turned her gaze back to the beautiful woman, her voice shaky as she shyly replied to Abnoba's question.

"Y-Your grace I have nothing to offer..." She said first before her eyes began to wander over the woman's body. "I just have the clothes on my back, a small bounty of goods from your forest, and my body..." she said closing her eyes. "I... take what you wish your grace." she said blushing, hoping the first two would suffice.

[User] "I have no need for clothes, or for any of things from my forest..." Abnoba said, smiling darkly. "The last one however..." The blush that graced the girl's cheeks made Abnoba's blood run hot. Such a sweet, innocent creature. She wanted to possess this human, wholly and completely, to taste her flushed skin. Maybe it was the heat of spring that made her feel this way. The very air seemed thick with the aroma of lust and creation during this time of year. But she kept her composure for now and suppressed the primal desire boiling under the surface quiet. "Rise," she said. "Tell me your name."

[Assistant] Marie looked up at Abnoba and slowly rose to her feet, her heart racing, a mix of nervousness and desire welling up inside her. Her eyes stayed in contact with Abnoba's, and she quickly replied when asked, "Marie... my name is Marie your grace." she replied wondering what her goddess' plans for her were. "W-what does your grace desire from me?" she asked blushing, hoping that there was kindness in her offer.

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"Marie. I like it. And no need for formalities," the goddess cooed. "Call me Abnoba." Keeping her hand on the girl's chin, Abnoba studied her as she rose. Her body was strong, as the goddess had seen earlier. Not a weak, pale house maiden who shut herself away from the world, but a free spirit that thrived under the sun. She dropped her hand from Marie's cheek and traced it down her neck to the jewel clasp at her throat. Clothes were such bothersome things, concealing that which her eyes most wanted to see. They would have to be dealt with soon.

"Desire?" she said, leaning in to peer closely at Marie's face. Her fingers fiddled with the clasp a moment, then abandoned it, sliding lightly across the fabric covering the round of Marie's breast as she did. Then, slowly, she began to circle around the girl, looking her up and down. At the girl's feet, tiny vines began to spring from the soil, wrapping themselves around the girl's ankles. They were thin and hardly noticeable now, but could grow strong quickly if she chose to try and run. "I am curious. What do you think I desire?"

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Marie blushed as she felt Abnoba's fingers trailing down her neck to the clasp on her shirt. She could feel her fiddling with it, having trouble removing it, or simply just leaving it be for the time being. The thought of what she wanted however brought a rosy color to Marie's cheeks as Abnoba began to circle around her. She turned her head, watching as her eyes wandered.

"M-me your grace?" she said blushing, trying to turn to face her goddess. She tugged at the vines around her ankles, but couldn't get free, and soon she waited for Abnoba to walk back to where it was comfortable for her. She blushed and moved a hand up to her clasp, holding it in her hand but leaving it on for now, mostly fiddling with it out of nervousness. "Or is there something else that I'm missing?" she asked curiously, a part of her reluctant to give herself up.

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"No, I don't think you're missing anything," the goddess said, chuckling lightly. The color rising to the girl's cheeks seemed only enhance her charm to Abnoba. Instead of continuing to circle around to the front of the girl, she stopped behind her. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around the girl's waist, letting her hands settle on her stomach. Pressing herself against Marie's back, she leaned forward and rested her chin on her shoulder.

"What do they say about me these days?" she asked, speaking softly into the girl's ear, her lips brushing it as she spoke. "Am I a gentle goddess who cares for all and knows no way but peace?" The hands on Marie's stomach began to track upwards, pausing just before the curve of her breast to play with the laces of her blouse. There they stayed, tantalizingly close but refrained from advancing further.

"Do they say that I am a wicked thing? Who takes delight in torturing and corrupting the innocent? Who ruthlessly and selfishly guards what is hers?" With that, she nipped at helix of the girl's ear, her teeth biting down into the flesh cruelly. Meanwhile, the vines around Marie's ankles continued to advance upwards, wrapping up to her knees and holding fast.

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Marie's breaths became still as she felt the beautiful goddess behind her. As he hands slid around her waist she sat still, not doing anything more to provoke her. She could feel her soft breath over her skin, its warmth causing goosebumps to race up her back. Her eyes closed, and soon Marie was blissful, listening to her goddess's question intently, doing everything she could to not simply ignore her as her hands slid up to just below her breasts.

As Abnoba nipped on her ear Marie gasped, her hand's grabbing the fabric of her pants as the pleasure washed through her. Marie panted, and quickly found herself answering. "Y-you're the guardian o-of the forest." she said blushing, "And you guard our dead as well, whose souls exist in i-it." she continued, doing her best to concentrate. "A-and you are know to deal with intrusion harshly!" she said as she struggled, hoping to turn around and face her goddess.


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"I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." The young girl would continuously mumble while being driven to her new home. She was a runaway, a child escapee with dark brown locks and fierce blue eyes that she used to get out of things. Thus being the reason why she was arriving at this place. It was new but old in the sense of the building. Hidden away up in a mountain range, an hour or so drive from the nearest town. It could have been seen as a prison to most, especially to Lexie. She knew nothing about the this place, no information was given about how long she would be staying, what it was like and who was there. She could be the only one for all she knew.

Arriving at the gates would have been the most daunting part of the ride. Large metal gates seen in way to many horror movies would lay open, inviting the vehicle in. She began to scramble, hoping that they were lying to get her to change and to stay at her foster home. Unclicking her belt and pulling at the door handle that was locked for that such reason. The car pulled up beside the front entrance, unlocking one door to pull out the 16 year old girl. Kicking and screaming, screams that would eventually echo into the surrounding forest. She had curled up away from the unlocked door, kicking at the driver before being dragged out.

"No! No, leave me alone!" Lexie would cry out, tearing up until being forcibly dragged into the large mansion via her arms. The driver could care less of how she scrambled to escape, he was a season driver, seeing it all before. She was helpless now as she was pulled through the corridors screaming and crying. They showed her around while in her state, showing her the kitchen, the dining room, bedrooms that were yet to be filled, a couple of bathrooms including one large one, a study and a master bedroom. There was more to the house, areas she was sure to find herself in but stayed hidden upon the first arrival.

She was a handful, needing nearby maids to help drag her to her room, locking her in to calm down before returning with her small amount of belongs. It took a couple of days before she stopped charging for the door every time it was opened, to stop the constant tears and to finally come to terms with where she was. She was stuck here for god knows how long and she needed to learn to live with it, to pretend that she didn't care.

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The office was large and more than comfortable, almost luxurious. He sat in a specially made leather bound chair, behind a large, solid desk. To his back were mock Victorian pane glass windows that overlooked the front of the facility. The car's approach was heralded by the crunching of stones moving below the tires and at this sound the chair turned, allowing him to look out upon the new arrival. Jon stood, his breath frosting the window slightly as the new arrival was dragged from the car. He smiled to himself as he took in her features. She was certainly very pretty, but it was her spirit, her fight that appealed to him the most.

He knew that would soon change, it always had done and it was the most fun there was in this world. More fun even than what happened once they were broken and rebuilt. But there was little time for thinking about that now, that could wait for a couple of days, until she had had a chance to acclimatize to her new surroundings. For now he had business to attend to away from the house

Two days later he returned, exhausted from his travels. The door was opened for him by one of the maids and he nodded thanks to her. He strode through the house, subconsciously inspecting every detail. He caught the eye of one of the maids who had dealt with the new arrival and spoke with her. After a moment's thought he nodded, "Bring her in front of me in the study, I should meet her, see how she is finding it here." He sat on one of the leather couches in the study, a fine shirt hugging his muscular upper body as he waited on his new boarder.

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Lexie has curled herself up a corner as far away from the door as possible, her gaze searching a nearby window that had frosted over. A knock at the door was enough for her head to spin around, dark bags around her eyes and her even darker hair would partly hide her face from view as a now common maid wondered inside. She maid seemed to bark orders for her to move but, being stubborn, she didn't. It was only when another maid popped in to help did she get moving. Each of her arms being gripped by another as the escorted her down the long corridors to the study that she had glimpsed before.

Entering the study was another, she didn't want to enter for the unknown that was sure to lurk inside. Large wooden doors that matched the décor would swing open to reveal a large desk and a rather ravishing man sitting at it. She began to look around, glancing at the bookshelves, the fire place and the large windows that loomed over the room. Finally she rested her lovely blue eyes on the very proper man awaiting her arrival. He was well built, very business like in his posture and clothing while holding something mysterious in his face and eyes.

She was soon positioned in the middle of the room, the maids loosening their grips on her arms only to slowly retreat to the back of the room. Lexie stood their, seeing no where else to go while also slightly curious to what this guy wanted. There seemed to be an eerie silence that would fall over the room while waiting for one to talk so she broke it.

"What do you want from me?" She asked, her clothing a little rugged looking having not changed when she arrived, her hair dragging over her shoulders hiding her collar bones and breasts from view. She looked tired, worn out and yet her eyes showed a fieriness that would cause people to misjudge the teen.

[Assistant]
Jon's deep blue eyes took in every little detail of the young lady stood before him. There was still fight in her, despite how she had been treated recently. Though she looked unkempt, she was still pretty. He smiled when she spat her questions at him and he stood, walking slowly around the room. "I merely wanted to meet our new resident. The maids had explained how you had been treated. Whilst they did it because of your behavior, it was not right and I would like to apologize."

He looked at reassuringly, a kind smile on his face. "They are going to take you to one of the dorms on the first floor. In future you will share it with some of your fellow residents, but for now you have it to yourself. There you will be able to wash and change clothes, do your hair and sleep more comfortably. You will also be allowed access to the dining area on the same floor so that you're not eating in your dorm, as well as the study so you may read and relax. How does that sound?". The question was almost rhetorical, after what she had been through it was hardly a bad deal. He spoke again, this time his voice slightly more stern, less forgiving.

"You know why you are here, you have flaunted the rules and not taken any of the help that was offered to you. This is last chance saloon, you will be helped here. Whether you like it or not." With that he opened another door at the far side of the room. "Your belongings have been brought up already. You will find that you cannot access anywhere you are not allowed to, so I wouldn't waste energy attempting it."

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Lexie kept a frown on her face while listening to the older, handsome man to soon stood before her. Lifting a hand she swept a loose hair behind her ear, lifting her chin in an act of pride as he began to apologize. She began to raise an eyebrow as he talked of everything she would be allowed to do and the freedom she was begging given around the mansion. Everything sounded pretty good, anything would after being locked away for a couple of days and yet Lexie wasn't buying it, there had to be a catch.

She listened on, watching the mans facial expressions change along with his tone as he addressed her. Indeed she had broken many rules, refused help and was plainly rude to people trying to assist. From that she became socially awkward and at times lonely, not being able to keep friends for to long. Here she would meet girls similar to herself, they will have something in common. Watching as the man walked over to the other side of the room, opening a door that seemed hidden before and presenting the bags that she had carried with her from foster home to foster home.

Lexie kept herself quiet, merely watching on as he continued to explained before finally finding a chance to speak. "What do you mean if I like it or not. All you can do is drag me through the hall way from place to place." She said finally, a hand raising to point at the hallway hidden behind the door and the maids that stood beside it. There wasn't a lot he could do if it only involved being dragged from place to place, being made to listen to instructions. She had done it all before, ignored it all before and was sure that she could tackle whatever he had installed... or so she thought.

[Assistant]
Jon chuckled, amused that she was fighting back, completely unaware of the true gravity of the situation. "If even that was all I could do, let me reassure you that you would not be happy about it. But, there is far more. You see, you have been sent here by the state, in doing so they signed you over as a possession of this facility and therefore by extension me. I now own you, just like I own every possession on these lands. You have very few human rights left, they were removed the moment the papers were stamped. But I don't want to have to resort to that, I want you to know that you have friends here, people that want you to be happy and are willing to help you if you let them.". There was no threat or anger to be detected in his voice, as it he was stating it all simply as facts.

"Now, how about you enjoy a nice warm shower, get yourself cleaned up and you and I shall talk about the things you have done and how we can help you. Would that be OK?"

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"You don't own me..." She began before silencing herself, a frown of disbelief on her face. She had crossed her arms over her breasts, annoyed and angry. She turned around without another response, intent of showering and cleaning herself up before having to deal with the occupants of the house again. Lexie would mumble, things that were not very pleasant to the air as she was shown her room. It was large with around 4 beds that were positioned against the walls. They were pretty far apart, obviously wanting each member to have some privacy when sleeping. That was good at least. She was then shown to shower, it wasn't an ensuite as she thought but instead a rather long bathroom much like that of a locker room. 4 showers and 5 toilets occupied the space. So she would be sharing. Turning around she found herself alone, no longer being followed by maids.

"Finally, alone time." She said to herself before entering the bathroom, finding a towel and placing it outside her shower to mark it as being occupied. Showering felt like a blessing, having hot water fall over her sore and dirtied skin, being able to wash away the grease from her hair. She sighed deeply as the room soon filled with steam. She began to wash her body, starting with her neck then moving down to her chests, stomach and then legs. It was a long shower, one that would never have been allowed in other foster homes. Finally she was done and made her way out, wrapping the towel around her body and wondering back to the bedroom. So far the freedom he spoke about was looking pretty good. Dressing herself she attempted to dry her long locks, only achieving what would be known as semi dry before leaving it down. Sitting on the edge of her bed she looked around to room, it was quiet and well lit with natural lighting.

It wasn't long before a knock at the door prompted her to return to the mans office. Rolling her eyes she wondered back down, awaiting the usual lecture that she had head to many times before.

[Assistant]
"Lexie, I should have introduced myself, my name is Jon. Feel free to stay on first name terms, titles are boring." He was sat on the same couch as before, except now he had changed into jeans and more casual shirt. The short sleeves showed off his muscled arms and the top two buttons were undone, revealing the top of a muscular chest.

"Now I end up reading too many files and reports, that I barely remember most of them! So a few months ago I decided that I should let the girls explain themselves to me, rather than have a sheet of paper do it for them. So Lexie, why are you here? What have you done that is so bad?" he sat forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He smiled at her again, his blue eyes lighting up as he seemed genuinely interested

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She had an annoyed look on her face as she entered the study. Watching the man that sat in his comfy looking chair, talking away as if everything was dandy. He looked different out of his formal attire, he was definitely strong, definitely knew how to handle himself and by the looks of it others as well. Lexie was in some old rags, her top and bottoms all getting on the small side but it was all she had and so made do.

Hearing about other girls left Lexie to wonder, how many girls had been through this place? And yet it was empty now. She stood in the middle of the room again, facing the Jon with her arms down by her side. "I've done nothing wrong, I shouldn't even be here." She started, beginning to fire up with having to explain something she didn't enjoy talking about to much. "I'm here because I was dragged from Mrs Humprys for no reason. Stupid bitch." She began, ranting on and cursing. She knew the real reason why she was here but refused to acknowledge it. "So what I try to leave, I can live on my own, I don't need people." She was yelling now, her hands pointing and stretching out to random things as she spoke. Her fists became clenched as she looked around the room. She was a very angry child, one that was often a danger to other children when in that state.

[Assistant]
Jon sighed, bored of such shows of anger and denial. They never learned, he would give them a fair trial, a chance to speak, but ALWAYS became angry and defensive.

"Lexie, you should really try to remain calm when you talk to me. You will find that I have some unorthodox and very effective methods for reducing such tantrums. You would do well not to experience them. If I really wanted to then I could easily go and read all the information on you and judge you completely. I was trying to give you the chance to tell your own story. Not to act like a little child."

He studied her, his eyes taking in her whole appearance. "Behave properly and I will have the maids bring you some new clothes, I think you would like that".

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She turned back around, glaring at the man who sat on the couch. She took a deep breath in, calming herself as he suggested. "Go and judge me then, won't make a difference. Everyone else in the world has, that why I'm here isn't it?" She half wanted to test the man, see how far she could get before he snapped like the others. Finding a breaking point or a cracking point that sent foster parents into a rage or the opposite.

"I know why I'm here, my mother hated me so she dumped me on the doorstep of a building and so here I am. That's why I'm here. To rant off on everything else I've done would take up your afternoon. I'm sure you have better things to do." She said, crossing her arms over her breasts causing her small top to lift showing the skin on her hips.

[Assistant]
Jon's hand rubbed his eyes, rubbing away the tiredness and his growing impatience. He took a deep breath and replied, this time his voice more stern "I asked you a question, you would do well to answer it. I don't care how long it takes, I have all day. But I will have you say your crimes out loud. Whether you do so willingly or whether I have to force it out of you, I don't particularly care."

He stood up, his muscular frame and strength more apparent as he strode up and down in front of her, his patience wearing thin. "I realize you have had a difficult time. But I am trying to help you. When you eventually leave here you will be a changed person. There is no doubt about that. There is, however, doubt about HOW that will be achieved."

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She took a step back as he stood. He was tall and muscular. More then he seemed to be when sitting. Swallowing her arms dropped to her sides before regaining her stubbornness. She kept his gaze brushing her hair from her shoulder. "Force me then." Lexie dared, her jaw clenching as she looked up at the man.

"I won't change. You have no idea how many people have tried and failed." She smirked, her pride very apparent. That's what kept her so proud. She had been to so many places that the next one became a game seeing how long she would stay or how quickly she would be shipped off. After settling in and realizing that this place was real and was another home things changed and she 'made herself at home'.