He nodded, her words giving him the green light to dull the sensations of pain as his tentacle dared to move deeper within her, deep still then stopped when he found that it would be dangerous to proceed much futher. Once there He began throbbing against her again. There being no need to move that tentacle in and out of her body he did not have to worry about slipping too far inside her.

He throbbed against her wildly, quicker even as he touched against those silken walls, the actual feel of them being better than he imagined that they would be. He groan again, in part it was the feeling of her own desires that had been getting to him.

Aegir reached up to her face again turning it gently in his hand, again he tried to draw his tongue against her lips and while he was holding her his grasp was light so she could pull away. He gave her that choice as his words pressed into her mind.

You feel even better than I imagined you would, Nell.

The feeling was mutual, she thought. Aegir had slid quite deep inside her but there was no discomfort. His tentacle continued it interesting shape changing but did not move in and out. She found she enjoyed the interesting way he was stretching her but she still wanted more movement and friction against her sex. She wiggled and made a small frustrated noise that she hoped he took as encouragement.

At the same time his hand was drawing her face back to him. Her eyes were still closed but that didn't seem to bother the creature. She felt his tongue press upon her lips again. Arousal had deepened their color and sensitivity and the touch of his tongue across them felt intriguing. She wasn't quite sure what he wanted from her but she answered his action by parting her lips for him, offering him another opening to explore.

Yes, she felt incredible and he delighted in the way that she moved against that appendage, frustrated, yearning for more. It was at that moment he nearly touched her mind to increase the tension she felt but he refrained, remembering her request. It was mere instinct on his part to nearly slip up in that regard though at this stage he doubted that she would have noticed if he had. Still, it was a measure of pride to invoke these sensations for her pleasure washed against her then.

He could feel the water of the shower beating off of his flesh as a tentacle swirled against her clit. Her eyes were still pressed closed though she looked divine, her features flush and had he known that this would have felt this good he wouldn't have refrained for so long.

And while her eyes did not open her mouth did. He had expected a little resistance from her and he was all to willing to let her have her way if she showed the slightest resistance though it appeared as if lust had gotten the better of her then.

He wasted no time considering that he did not desire for her to change her mind, his tongue pressing into the recesses of her own, dancing around her tongue, his mouth tendrils fanned out around her face rubbing agains her cheeks against her neck and genuinely staying out of the way as a hand incased a breat, fingers sealing around the nipple and rolling in back and forth in his grasp.

As good as this feels, don't you want something thicker to contract your body around?

His tentacle was thin so it could fit in her easier, such was the control he had over his body though it throbbed and pulsed inside her, his tongue still holding her's captive though she realized that she would only have to think her answer for him to know, rather convient at that but useful at the at the same time.

And imagine what you could feel if I had hold over your pleasure centers? But it is most interesting to have you in this way, Nell, it is not often that I have to use restraint, and I will admit, holding back is rather difficult, swayed only because you have desired it so.

Nell was too distracted by the new sensation of the monster's tongue rolling against her own to register much else. After a moment she realized Aegir was talking again, though not with his mouth as that was clearly engaged in other activities. He was talking in her head and apparently expecting a mental response. That was troublesome...

Her head was a conflicted place at the moment. A part of her thrilled at the thought of "something thicker" as he had put it. That same part of her didn't seem to think giving over more control to the monster was a bad idea. But that thought was from a lower, baser part of her brain that was only interested in pleasure. She couldn't let the lust for dopamine and serotonin to dictate such an important decision. Her gut told her to resist... If any other monster had asked her the answer would have been simple. But then, most other monsters wouldn't have asked.

She wished he wouldn't ask either. If he had just taken her it would have been simpler but he kept asking for permissions. And if she kept giving them... He was trying to make her complicit in her own seduction. Again, if it had been any other monster--if it was Luju--she would know that his motivations were to make her feel guilty. He'd hold it up as proof that she really was an easy slut... Thoughts of him made her hold back her consent. In the end it was pride. She wasn't easy... She pulled her head back and broke their bizarre little kiss and turned away again. "Stop that... You don't need to ask my permission for anything. I already said yes to the sex... And I'm not going to suddenly change my mind about being okay with you screwing around with my wants and desires." There was a little more heat to her words than she meant there to be but she was still angry at a memory she couldn't shake.

He realized that the anger she had wasn't entirely directed at him, he could sense both her thoughts and intentions. He had also been aware with what she was struggling against and knew very well that if he had just decided to take what he wished it would be so much easier for her to resist, at least that way she could always clam when it had been through that she fought valiantly and lost yet again. It was destined after all.

You misunderstand. I was merely telling you that things would feel different, while reisting is difficult it is your wish and we are going to do things your way. Why would I not keep to my word after you have choosen to honor me as thus? But I can see that things are troubling you, past thoughts, and while it is difficult I will stop if you desire it, another night perhaps? We have until you graduate after all and I am quiet patient. However, this is not to say that you cannot have the dreams provided that you fulfill your end of the bargain before you graduate. Of course, I still want to make love to you Nell, but on your own terms when you are ready for it.

A Gothic Romance ... let me consider for a moment ... ah, I think I have such the thing. Perhaps he was frustrated, perhaps not but he did not snap or retort in anger. Rather she could hear the fautets turning off and feel a clamy hand press into her own assisting her back up to her feet as the tentacle pressed inside her slowly retracted, throbbing all the while as it did so. His wants were a little different than most, his mind set jumble from the human brains he had consumed over the years which served to corrode his own over time to give him a perspective that was more human-like at times though rarely he had allowed that portion to flourish save when he was curious about matters such as now.

He realized that she was fragile in a way. He could easily brake her if he desired it of course though that had been done often enough where it would be boring just to be one amongst the many. She still didn't open her eyes perhaps afraid to look upon him, perhaps afraid that she would see anger there or perhaps afraid that he was going to attack her anyway, but he waited for her, a hand in her own as she stood there, a tentacle grabbing a towel and drawing it near her, though with her eyes closed he began appying the towel against her wet skin, dabbing up the slick water that coated it.

The monster surprised her yet again and stopped. No anger, no threats or punishments for resisting him. He simply withdraw from inside her and helped her to her feet. She was almost too stunned to think. He was even talk about still letting her have her fantasy so long as she let him "make love" to her sometime before she graduated. She couldn't believe her ears. Surely he was joking?

She stood there dumbfounded for a moment until she felt a towel being pressed against her wet skin. Her eyes snapped open suddenly at she stared incredulously at the creature. "You... You'd really be willing to wait?" She wasn't really sure how she felt about stopping it now. She been resigned to doing this. If they put it off then she'd just have to go through this whole song and dance number all over again, right?

But then, maybe not... Maybe she'd have time to get used to the idea. This creature truly wasn't like any other she'd met here. The others had all wanted to break her. Aegir had already been in her mind twice and he hadn't hurt her then. If fact, in a way he'd helped relieve some of her stress. He claimed he hadn't even touched her those times. And now, when he truly wanted to touch he he told her that he would wait. That kind of restrain should afford him some of her trust. She let out a calming breath. "I appreciate your... generosity. If you are truly willing to wait then... Then next time, I'll consent to doing things your way."

Aegir could sense the surprise flooding through her mind, the fact that she had been surprised was a blessing in fact. He knew that she needed time and he also knew that he could have taken her should he have wanted but he wasn't always about the easy road all the time. The reverse was far tougher to accomplish since any creature could have accomplished it.

This had been fortunate for her for Aegir tended to get bored of tried and true methods. Living so long he had to reinvent himself or try new things as he did with her twice already with her.

Yes, if that is your desire I will give you that choice ... in fact I shall wait for you to iniate things when you are ready if it pleases me. Thus if we were to meet tomorrow again for instance you would be under no immediate obligation to rush things.

I will admit to being a bit frustrated, but I can easily collect what I need from your mind via your fantasy. Besides, it will be that much sweater when you decide that the day is upon us.

Nell wasn't sure how she felt about the offer being made her now. If he waited until she was ready to initiate things then it might never happen. But she'd owe him... Not just for the fantasy he was after to give her but also for letting her off the hook tonight. "... Besides, it will be that much sweater when you decide that the day is upon us." Nell blushed as the underlying meaning behind his words struck her. She didn't have to rush but he wanted her to come to him next time. She'd told him she do things his way... It occurred to her that monsters must have their fantasies too. Perhaps to have her seek him out, willing and eager to please him, was one of his.

She took the towel Aegir was holding and wrapped it around her body. "Graduation is too far away... I will repay your kindness before the year is out. Will you give me a way to find you?"

Oh, Aegir had his own fantasies alright so she wasn't too far off the mark with her own thoughts. Unlike most he preferred his victims to be willing, mainly because he could sense their thoughts and those of horror, revulsion and pain were those he found distasteful to read. He also had a desire to be worshipped in a way, idolized even and for her to seek him out rather than the other way around was appealing in it's own rights,

Very well, this year ... though as long as it is sometime before you graduate from here then I do not mind. I have the means of creating nodes, essentially miniature versions of myself that I can track and use my powers though. I short I can implant them into people, though in this case I can return to you within 2 months with a node, it takes about that long to create one, and give you one. Whatever it senses it relays back to me so when you are ready you only need to tell it. They are small, about the size of a quarter and after you use it I will take it to use as a tool.

It is thus easy to store and hide. Use it and I can communicate threw it to you and we can make arrangements. It will take some time to produce it of course, though waiting for something I desire is both tortorous and appealing at the same time but there is much to look forward to.

"Thank you. I shall try not to keep you waiting long..." She would have two full months before she even had to think about contacting him again. It should be more than enough time to wrap her head around the concept. She'd almost been able to get there tonight. She would have gotten there tonight if it hadn't been from her past experiences getting in her way. "You aren't like the others I have met here. I do appreciate that... I will keep my word."

I can be as bad at times if it suites me or I get bored, but often I am unlike most in my methods. My needs and wants happen to be different. He assisted he out of the shower and insisted that she could open her eyes then. When she had it was Serg holding her hand instead of a strange alien-like beast. He drew her over to her clothes and told her to dress.

He was present but had his back tuned on her, so she wouldn't be self conscious of his eyes open her. When she had finished dressing he drew her off to the bedroom, sat her down on it's edge and gazed down at her for a second.

He had sensed her appreciation, even heard her words to that effect which caused him to smile and nod. He patted the back of her hand. He knew that he wasn't quiet like the others though waiting had a certain appeal in lieu of instant gratification. This want, this need burned through him but he held himself in check.

The reason for the last dream, that with Serg, was due mostly to your hardships. I realized at the time that escaping from the situation for a bit was preferrable to the usual run of events, yes there were some darker elements to it but nothing that came to pass.

Tonight however it serve a dual purpose ... I will obtain a portion of my own needs through your experiences here tonight. A Gothic Romance ... are you ready?

It was something a shock to open her eyes again and see the handsome blond haired stable boy from her dream standing before her. She'd believed he was a dream for so long that it was a little breathtaking to see him again in the fresh. She become shy suddenly, remember their intimate encounter and the unbridled passion which he had met her with. Remembering made her feel somewhat anxious, would tonight's dream be equally impassioned. She blushes and followed were Serg led her.

She was glad he turned away while she dressed, even knowing that he was really just Aegir and that she had been completely naked in front of him just moments ago. When he sat her down on her bed she felt butterflies begin to stir up her insides. He asked her if she was ready and she nodded. "As ready as I'm likely to be."

He wore an illusion of Serg and while their were times he used illusions and inserted himself into a "dream" or "hallugination" he had not done so with her yet, which only heightened the appeal. He even cconsidered masking himself in an illusion when she came to him but didn't dwell on that too much. No, it was more powerful if she dealt with his true form and did not imagine something else to get her through matters, No, he wanted her aware of what she was doing, how good it would feel and to break her resistance to him.

As she nodded it happened then. She was still semi conscious and Aegir laid her back upon the bed, caressing her cheek with his hand he could not help but run his hands over the curve of her breast though in such a state she would feel nothing he did draw back from her as he altered perceptions in her mind until ...

There was a fog that surrounded her. The streets were comprised of cobblestone and her attire was much different, a lacy blue dress, gloves, thigh high boots and a black cloak drawn over her to bit back against the chill in the air.

In places amongst the fog she could see the glow of gas lamps but not appeared to be particularly strong. A shrill femine scream pierced the air. Boy did it sound close too! Then silence.

Nell stood stock still for a moment and tried to remember what she was doing standing in the middle of the street on such a foggy night. She'd been in bed a moment ago, hadn't she? Had she walked here in her sleep? She looked down at herself and relieved she was dressed for going outside. She even had a cloak and gloves to protect her again the chill. It was chilly out tonight... What had lured her out here again? She closed her eyes and tried to think. She'd been talking to someone... A blonde man or had it been a women? She remember someone with very long hair...

A scream cut through her thoughts like a hot knife through butter and she instinctively turned in the direction of the sound. "My god, that sounded close!" It had been a woman's scream. Perhaps the woman she'd been talking to... Her heart was suddenly in her throat and the fog cleared from her mind. Someone had screamed. They might need help. Without thinking she dashed towards the sound. "Hello?! I'm coming! Where are you?!"

A wiser person might have run away from the sound of a woman screaming in the night. But then, Nell was a woman too and if she'd screamed like that she'd want someone to come running to help her. Besides, it stood to reason that, as a woman, she had not come to this desolate street alone in the middle of the night. The person who screamed may very well have been her companion. The blonde woman she'd been talking to. She had to be certain.

(Because running away would be boring. ^.^ I think that's it go me tonight. I have to get up for work early in the morning. G'night.)

(goodnight, and I adapt to play so there is never a right or wrong answer, just different possiblities of course running away would have been the more boring of the two)

Their were foggy impressions in her mind as Nell tried to recollect a few things, though Aegir was deliberately making things foggy impeding her from thinking back too far from here, Though why was she out here? Why had she been speaking to that woman? Burning questions that may be revealed in time.

Of course he had to dull her memories a bit so that she would be unaware that this was all in her head. She might consider that this was a dream or even reality though this was only temporary while she was here. He thought she would enjoy the matter more if she was immersed in the details of the scenario.

Turning a corner she could see a blond women spilt out over the cobble stone streets, two puncture marksd on the left side of her neck trickled a little blood out over heralabaster colored neck, lifeless eyes stared up at the heavens though the fog hindered them not that it mattered for she could see nothing now.

There was a faint scrapping sound and a figure hunched over the body turned towards her, it's head hideous and bat-like as it approached her with malice in it's eyes forcing her back a few steps.

But before it could strike out at hear there was the shriell call of a whistle being blown. It jerked it's head towards the sound then fled leaving the scene where two men arrive a moment later, one an officer from his dress ... English? The other man was taller, with long blond hair though he wore it in a single braid. His piercing green eyes took in her, then the grisly scene, then back at her.

"Are you ok miss?"