Tempting warm flesh had been within his hands as he felt that rejuvenating warmth spreading throughout him unlocking potential that he had been without for more than a century. It all came back slowly but steadily and not in a rush.

Such as this Temporal Stasis effect. Anyone entering the area would be effected and paused save for those that he included at the time of casting which had only been her. He did not have the full use to it back, in the past he could get about twenty minutes out of the effect though now he was not certain.

Pleased at her answer, he had to be mindful that this was only a quickie until tomorrow evening anyway. Seeing Tori personally got him away from Carrion for the time being and brought him here though he still had to see the witch, return there and come back. At least that was part of the plan.

While he had generated illusions of the two he could not do that from afar. Still, he had denied the guards access to the prisoners while he was gone, his excuse was to avoid any Murk incidents. Penalties for disobedience would be death and he doubted that any of the Ogres or Goblins would disobey so he had the matter covered for a little while at least.

Had he realized that she was a construct? It had not seemed so as he drew her around the tree encase the Temporal Stasis effect ended her allies would not immediately see her being ravished, he was going to ravish her. His shaft had been nice and swollen begging for attention. His lips engulfed her own blanketing them as he drank from the receptacle of her mouth, his tongue pressing into her mouth to sweep over the discovered muscle.

The press of his body against her had ensured that she felt that firmness, that need, that longing and while retrieving the feather had been important that had not been his only interest in her. She could have held that feather hostage, could have commanded him and while she possessed it he would have been compelled to obey.

But she gave that feather back and he wasn't about to let her regret it, even if he had been tempt in scaring her a little, to make her doubt that she made the right choice with his sudden actions he could see the tenderness in her eyes, that spark that never left indicating the trust, that she had not been afraid of him or her actions in the least.

That had endeared him further to her, the fact that in spite of it all there was no remorse, no distrust. He had said before that she was the one, and while he was certain of it then there was no mistaking it now.

His fingers dashed against her sides slowly despite telling her that they had to be quick, he turned his attention to what she had said to him.

“An excellent choice,” though regardless of what she chose it was going to be an excellent choice.

“You may do so, Flame.” He caressed her cheek as he stepped back, a smile gracing his lips as he observed her in that moment. “But a warning, if you do to good of a job there will be nothing holding me back from impaling you against that tree behind you.”

He was already envisioning it, had already thought of it and thus already decided that he was going to do so. If he had to use the Temporal Stasis effect multiple times then he would be wearier when seeing Tori and could pretend easier that he was downtrodden still as Tori was unaware that he had the feather. Even if she may have known it to be gone there would be no way that he would know that until the possessor issued an order or Tori did for that matter an the compulsion wasn't there so she might be careful if she knew the feather was certain. He had to be careful though for he didn't wish to tip off Tori that there was something amiss.

No fear, she could be hurt or betrayed by him but until he actually succumbed to the curse brought forth by too much power to oneself she simply loved him too much to think that he was capable of committing his life to evil when he experienced first hand what servitude among them entailed. She was afraid of having her heart broken, far more fear induced by those thoughts than pain and suffering could ever hope to invoke for he was the first she ever had these feelings for.

Mind numbing shivers cascaded down her spine when he took her in, every caress as intense as the last leaving Flame a slave to his whims whereas their kiss circumvented any rational thought on the matter, butterflies risen from the depths of her belly tingled the woman from the inside and wonderfully so as they turned any muscle she might've dared to move to nothing but putty in that instant.

His needs came first, naturally given the fact that he had a major part to play in the coming days and she fulfilled the task he bestowed unto her prior to their meeting here, the fruits of which she'd reap once they regained their freedom whether he embraced the idea of her being a construct or not. He couldn't benefit from any distraction and while she may seem selfless or outright submissive during those moments, he wasn't the only one who gained something from what they were about to indulge in.

Given permission to serve she ogled at Nicodemus, half lidded globules of radiant want which eyed his with freshly conjured lust when he announced what happened thereafter if she excelled in the promised service.

"Oh, I wouldn't think of it.", she suggests playfully, a blatant lie easily seen through as her lips spread into a sly smile, lips that would soon satisfy him beyond reason as she descended before him in compliance with his divine request.

Somehow the collar must've slipped out of place, tracing against the curve of a breast and while invisible from the outside it came to rest in a manner that strained the fabric surrounding her firm nipples, stiff and opulent through his earlier touches. Every breath dragged them against the cloth and incited her with heightened friction there, the nubile sorceress barely able to stifle a moan as what once bound her now enticed the woman at his feet.

She proceeded to free him of the confines of his pants with diligence and while ideally she would have used her mouth alone to do so in display of her unyielding dedication they were under time constraints here.

At last he popped free, his admirable girth exquisitely swollen Flame wasted little time inhaling the heady musk that rose from his groin, his personal odor which filled her lungs before it had a chance to evaporate amidst the air of the forest and effectively clouded her senses in a mixture of lust and happiness. She seized him by the base somewhat sheepishly, her fingers warm and smooth though they weren't really needed for more than added support for she'd swallowed him whole back at the prison already.

Sixteen hours, her father as a guest within her mind Flame briefly questioned the amount of time passed since they first met, but it didn't abate her desires any as her tongue administered its shrewd motions unto Nicodemus, swishing against his lower side in long, drawn out strokes before tending to the others, gradually causing his virile manhood to glisten in a thoroughly applied layer of saliva.

Finally his prominent head received some attention, the deft muscle encircled its outer frame at a deliberately languid pace only to surprise when it fashioned more rapid advances, eagerly tasting from him without any chance for mistakes or pauses in his erotic torment. Every subtle shift of her body on the other hand has the sorceress moan and pant softly in irregular intervals, the collar brushing up against her tender breasts all throughout the act.

In the end his endurance paid off as Flame cast her eyes into his and never abandoned him, entranced in the service she provided as she touched the crest of his cock for the first time in an impassioned kiss although without further ado the main course had been laid out for him on a silver platter as these succulent ruby lips set upon him in a rapturous manner, devouring him wholly in one fell swoop and while she didn't have to gag on his impressive stature she did during that initial thrust anyway.

Nicodemus deserved a show after all and it was her supreme privilege to entertain him, then as a lover and perhaps as his future wife later on as she eyed him with heavenly bliss from the roots of his manhood, swallowing around him as to entice him further and stir him into action for he'd rarely taken control when she found herself in that stance.

If Abdul was still present he made no indication of being their or watching this but what father would watch this? He had fallen silent long ago and while it had been easier to unlock elements of spell craft, particularly those pertaining to fire she was uncertain if he were still there for once a secret had been unlocked it was always that way.

While she was a construct she was still his daughter in a sense for nearly two decades now she had surmised, it had felt about that long.

Nicodemus showed no signs of knowing either. He just focused upon her as she worked regarding her beauty, the first thing he had noticed from the start. He had been drawn to her at once and eagerly he throbbed as he considered that first meeting. He was suppose to brake her, to destroy her will but he had not.

It had caused him some amount of willpower and perhaps it was because the order did not come from Tori but had been passed along by one of the Goblins and thus did not truly count as he was uncertain that she had been the one issuing the order. It was a miniature loophole that he faced and the order was probably legit but there could be a bit of doubt there so he could ignore it.

In the past he had never denied carrying out an order by proxy so there had been a good chance that Tori either did not know that she had to command him personally or just got so use to him complying that she simply assumed that would forever be the case.

The Angel smiled as he was hastily freed. The urgency telling him that she took this seriously as she went to work, a groan passing his lips, disguised blue eyes closed as his head threw itself back, he reached down, his fingers sweeping though those auburn looks as he settled his grip at the back of her head.

There was no need to draw her forth over him or drive his hips forward for she knew the teasing pace, he had trusted in her judgment and he had enjoyed those lips upon him.

He had not been disappointed, groans freely passing his lips as she worked though as she looked up seeing that he had not cum yet he had not pulled away or stopped her even. He simply rubbed the back of her head and smiled.

“You may stop now. I want you to undress. I need to be inside you, not just your mouth but your body. I need to hear you sing out praises to the Gods. Flame, I need you.” There certainly was a shortness to his breathing as he spoke pleasures stealing over him, precum dashing over her tongue. It was her choice though to listen or not, he did not stop her or pull away. He just stood there caressing her head, she could probably finish him like this before much longer.

“I need you to undress and lay back. Let me fill you, Flame. After all, how else would you have my child?”

Flame tended his bodily urges with utmost excellency, attempting to surpass the high expectations he had of her and while it couldn't possibly be deemed feasible to improve upon perfection she surged along his length with defiance of nature, suppressing the gag reflex his sublime manhood would've triggered whenever his swollen head molded against then thrust down the entrance to her throat as she swallowed him whole.

Unaware of the various technicalities leading to her fate thus far she proceeded to please until he appealed to the loving female at his feet in ways only a lover could. Every word brought her closer to the fulfillment of her dreams and even though she was longing for his cum, to allow for his sweet essence to wash over her taste buds and set them ablaze with undivided sparks of pleasure, he offered something far more desirable.

She stopped before he would lose it, shimmering red eyes widened as his voice beckoned the fiery young sorceress to submit to the angel as she replayed those heavenly words in the back of her mind. His every notion compelled Flame to surrender, to give herself wholly unto him as he stirred the embers of her arousal with refined precision, merely the idea that he wanted her with child fired up her need and kicked her senses into overdrive, the bliss filling her form then and there leaving the red head as wonderfully warm and content unlike anything she could recall.

The corners of her lips curled up as her gorgeous features were enhanced by a pleased expression, his member embraced she might not allow for the full effect of it to unfold but she rejoiced with undiluted joy regardless as a pleasant hum invigorated his flesh, not enough to trigger an orgasm yet enough to let him know that she thought along those lines as well or at least welcomed the idea.

He seemed sincere and she wasn't going to let up on that chance, easing up on Nicodemus as good as possible while moving off of his glorious shaft, wary that his accumulated seed may impregnate her that day although the tingling sensation summoned by his savory pre left her craving for more.

"I'd love to be with child .. your child .." She rose off the ground in that moment, the cloth over her knees covered in dirt but she didn't mind, placing a tender kiss upon his cheek when they stood nearly eye to eye. "I love you, Nicodemus."

In these heated moments she couldn't recall ever admitting that before, not to him and while that uncertainty was there she wasn't afraid to confess her true feelings for him anymore. With time not entirely in their favor, Flame stepped back closer to the tree he drove her into earlier, starting to undress whereupon she began at the top keeping the best for last.

More of that perfectly smooth skin showed as the woman exposed her shoulders, the garments drawn off her shapely frame revealing the swell of her breasts, large and supple orbs of flesh swaying timidly as they were freed from their prison. Her cherry colored nipples were firm and ready, hardened further as they were embraced by the slightly cooler air around the couple though the collar had vanished amidst the fabric as to keep it out of sight, at last displaying a wonderfully flat belly they hoped to distend with their offspring.

Flame wound up gyrating her hips to slide out of her pants, accentuating their generous and feminine expanse before the descending cloth gave rise to the thighs of his feisty vixen, rich in opulent thickness though not any less toned before inevitably another layer concealing her form fell away. Thanks to her manipulated breasts and the service she provided, however, she'd been ready for him, her passage moist, her nether lips wet and puffy and begging for attention.

In the end the exemplary hourglass figure stood before him completely naked, shoes and what passed for socks in that realm added to the pile of clothing which had been out of sight for the others should time resume at some point. Excitement rushed through her, anticipating their intimate connection as she folds her hands in front of her bust, emphasizing the magnitude of their pillowy embrace when she applied a little pressure there.

Lay back, she wasn't quite sure how he would have her as those were details she lacked confidence in to adopt based on guesses and as such she eyed him with a certain lecherousness, yearning for his warmth in more ways than one. "How would you have me .. ?"

Freeded from those wonderful lips, that motion where he was being swallowe whole each time had taken him incredible will to hold off from just expending himself, his chest rising and falling, his freed member trembling as it glistened with her salivia and his own precum indicating just how close he had been even if he had managed to keep a poker face earlier for the most part.

He did caress the side of her face as she pulled back though in compliance though he would have not been upset if she had denied his request, after all all he had plenty of time and he knew it would take plenty of practice for him to get her with child.

Nicodemus had a little theory that he did not really consider until now. That he was not whole before and as such he would have been incapable of getting her with child then. Of course he had not studied these things, he just knew that the successful copulation between their species was rare indeed but possible, of course he had been going off the assumption that she was human.

“It might take us a good deal of time though I believe it can be done,” he smiled at that possibly considering the fun in trying as much as succeeding. “But waste not, want not they say. When it actually does happen we may not know but who's to say now wouldn't be that time?”

He supplied this before her confession came. This may hae seemed quick when one looked at it but standing before him had been the ery women that had freed him from this servitude, that he could right a wrong that occurred more than a century back.

It would not have mattered if she were ugly either, it had been her heart that he had been enthralled with, her appearance though reflected that aspect in her heart and certainly help as far as drawing him towards her innitially.

“And I love you too, Flame.”

He eagerly watched as she stripped down, he noting from the hardened nipples and the juicy nether region that she was ready for this and while he normally would have loved giing those breasts or pussy his full attention his Temporal Stasis only stopped time in a localized area.

He had a time table to keep to, regretfully, though showering her with such attention tomorrow evening until she could take no more was at the top of his to do list.

“Lean back, I love seeing your face in the throes of passion.”

“Say, where'd they go?” Spencer chimed in though the answer never came as Nic made a casual gesture and stopped time again. He had been glad that they had moved, not that he was ashamed to be with her but if this prevented undue attantion from her comrades, so be it, though he was unaware that Roc had a pretty good idea as to what was going on.

When he ha her pressed back against the tree he unfolded her hands from her chest, how would he be able to resist the lure of those mountains? He sucked on one for a moment, then seemed to remind himself that they had to make this quicker. Even so that did not stop him from pressing his lis to hers as he drew up one of her legs to hitch about his waist, his other hand guiding that engorged length to the heat of her body resting against her where he waited for a moment, letting her calculate what was to occur next.

He joined them then without a word. A half thrust into her if that had his delievering his essence into that passage, he had been that close, though he had not stopped as he slowly filled her with himself as if restraining himself given that her back was pressed to the rough bark of the tree. But he then sped up a little recounting that she had not minded a little pain and eagerly pumping away at her, his hips shifting with each press into her. Nice and tight body, memories from her “mother” had guided her earlier which had answered a lot for Flame though Nicodemus had no idea there and even had been baffled by the mix of seductress and innocence, could someone just be a natural? Could she hae been an inniate at a sex cult but only had observed matters before coming here? He had given up trying to think here as he just accepted matters for what they were.

“How's that feel on your back?” They could easily switch positions if it were too much for her.

Words spoken in earnest reached his ears and while they happened to be rash by comparison to what duration of a relationship one might expect before either partner would avow their love, if they were going to be with child or at least tried to attain that significant step laden with responsibilities which Flame shouldn't have to master on her own, she felt that he should know there was something besides sex she had been fond of all along.

Once tamed she'd been his for a day, intoxicated and willing as any inhibitions on her part fell away she had been attracted to his looks initially but he put forth an effort to gain her trust in the days to come. She grew increasingly attached to these moments of privacy where he tended to her personally. It wasn't about the meals or expanded freedom when she got to leave the cell, it was all about Nicodemus.

Now when he said the same she'd been caught up in ecstatic rapture of the highest form, the flames of her desire doused in a sea of fervent bliss which did little more than entice the young woman at his hands further, his command guiding her back toward the tree.

"As you wish."

She took note of Spencer from afar, momentarily averting her gaze elsewhere in search of the source when clearly they were out of sight though Nicodemus took care of such minor interruptions with a wave of his hand, the marvellous expanse of her ample breast flesh spilling forth in playful appraisal of their newfound freedom when he cast aside their feeble bounds.

"You shouldn't tire yourself ou- Aauugghhh!" A loving smile adorned her features until then, profoundly reshaped as he advanced and the ruby red of her eyes narrowed in waning composure before shutting entirely as he overwhelmed the woman with his touch. He skimmed over an engorged orb, latched on the sensitive padding without warning which had the beautiful maiden shudder beneath the shrewd usage of her body, sending jolts of sterling pleasure throughout her chest which carried on to spread through Flame like a wildfire.

His lips were then met with ardent passion, the supple muscle within dashing forth to meet Nicodemus halfway as she wound her arms around his wide shoulders, strong and masculine as she established a loose hold there while he heaved one of her legs off the ground, another biological marvel composed of lavish richness fastened around his waist. She was extremely needy at this point, yearning for his release as the blooming flower betwixt her thighs had been dripping with moisture, the clear fluid running along the inner portions of her seductive frame only to flow from her quivering entrance which he poised himself against in that instant, leaving the red head breath and speechless as she prepared for his imminent entry.

The heat of her loins unified where he connected, puffy nether lips attempting futilely to lure him in as they teased with inviting warmth and continuous muscle contractions, eager to be filled though when he pushed in Flame mewled in utmost gratitude at the forthcoming deliverance. He'd always been big, so wonderfully thick as he spread the velvety depths of her passage which clung to him with unrelenting abandon, his every inch cherished with an inexplicable tightness that crashed down on him as sweet and caring as they did during their first time.

"Mmmm! .. Nngghhh .." He came inside, the sensation alone tearing at her senses though it rendered Flame as jubilant as nature demanded in hopes of that molten surge of cum being the one to work its magic though they wouldn't know for sure until the first signs appeared and she wouldn't mind trying over and over again to make it happen either, her walls clamped down around him to treasure every single drop as she moaned out happily into their sealed lips and briefly tightened her grasp in euphoric emphasis. In spite of his recent release Nicodemus hadn't eased up in his motions, bringing his pelvis up against the voluptuous temptress at his mercy and filling her wholly with himself.

Never striking the same way he incited the blazing embers of her arousal, searing white heat washing over Flame like a tidal wave as he commanded the joining of their bodies, her own barely able to keep up as her hips spiral against his soon thereafter yet unable to mimic those pelvic movements his reign never ceased whilst she broke their kiss to announce their lovemaking to the world around them. She yelped out to the skies initially, enticed moans flowing freely from her lips between gasping for breath and dealing with the sharp, stinging feel of the bark scouring the pale skin of her back which had already been sore if not soon destined to be torn and cut in places due to the roughness of their actions.

"It's al-alright .. ahhhnn .. p-perfect for some- gah! S-someone like me ..", she explained, half lidded eyes focused on his disguised blue ones though there was no mistaking the blissed out expression that he loved so much. Meanwhile the immense mounds of her chest bounced vigorously inbetween the two of them, their motions alone causing the bountiful flesh to ripple with life as waves surged through the twin mammaries. "Please don't stop!"

Nicodemus had no intention of stopping … though this was to be a quickie tight warm flesh folded against him, the heat of that union, the cum that he was pushing deeper into the chalice of her body with each thrust that helped it along.

Sot groans left his lips both when joined and rejoined from her own, his mouth eager to have acquired that succulent taste of her body against his own. He moved against her quicker as the rough bark of the tree added to the sensations of that thick cock moving inside her.

Getting the angels right had took some doing given that she was so tight maneuvering within her had been a bit tricky.

He was virtually fucking her into that tree, his trusts growing with each passing second. Reaching to the nipple of one of her breasts he captures it and gives it a bit of a twist as his lips trace against that heated neck of hers.

Aegir had regretted telling her that he would not intrude in matters now though he told himself that they had all of the weekend to play, besides, Ryu seemed to be enjoying himself though she might think it a bit of a cheat if he ended matters with a cliff hanger. He did not mind though, for her sake.

For a time he had been grooming her to serve him, just a few more years now and he realized that moments like this pressed her closer into looking forward to that day when he could take her from this place.

Nicodemus stops with her fully impaled on his member. “Hold onto my shoulders.” He waited for her to comply as he stepped back from the tree, one hand about her waist as the other is surrounded by a nimbus of golden light he touches to her back, closing any wounds there before laying her out on the ground, all the while he never left those sweet confines of her body, his hands stealing over her breasts again, his tongue sweeping over the nipple of one before he peeked up into the features of her face.

His eyes regarded her own for a moment, a wager had been issued though it was not really a wager at that and it was one that he did not mind loosing out since it meant ore time that he had to spend here with her.

“You know, I can't leave you unsated ...”

Was that a challenge for her to hang on or a desire for her to let go? He had not expanded on this any as he merely grabbed her hips and began pounding into her, his lips touching upon hers as he came once again firing further into her depths and yet continued still, this time by sheer will power as he ploughed inside that tight passage, his hands hoisting her hips up quicker as their bodies clapped together in lovely union with one another.

Flame flourished beneath the mighty phallus robbing the curvaceous vixen of any remnants of decent composure which simply bled away as the handsome, muscular man she had risked everything for bounced her atop his lap with vigorous thrusts, the young sorceress clinging to him all throughout.

"Oh God! Ahhh! More! More! Fill me, fill me up!" Wanton moans echoed throughout the silence of the forest for it had been frozen in time, undoubtedly putting many men and women alike to shame as to what pleasures they could possibly invoke within their lovers though followed by their confession of love she wouldn't have cared if anyone happened to hear them from afar.

Glassy eyes settled on him as he returned to her core over and over, her passage filled and already longing for his plentiful manhood to fill her up again whenever he had to pull back.

Ryu's awakening depended on several key factors which inevitably intertwined with the fantasy he'd bestowed unto the red head, a marvellous dream defying the reality from whence she came. Aside from the initial scare upon her arrival in the basement and a recurring fear of being taken advantage of by Murk and others her experiences in the world Aegir gave rise to were of a pleasant nature, kept from harm and generally placed in a role that allowed for the woman to embrace his every sophisticated creation and given the sheer abundance of knowledge he imposed on one of his most ambitious future slaves she tended to get things jumbled a bit.

Two decades of another life gradually returned to mind and recalling whichever of the two present there was real considering that he'd thrust her into Carrion with a deficiency in terms of memory proved challenging although Flame did have charms of her own. She possessed abilities Ryu could never hope to have, an endless lifetime of immortality to spend and a male lover who wanted her with child when back in Shokushu she wouldn't have any of those things, perhaps not even when she exceeded those remaining years and served her master upon graduation hopefully for many years to come.

Virtually anything could happen here and seeing where the story leads caught her in the flow of his mind. She wanted to know whether anything that occured thus far led to something greater, to take root and have an actual influence which she couldn't have possibly achieved as an ordinary human, whether they failed and Tori or someone else imprisoned Flame and did unto her what no one dared to speak out loud.

Suddenly Nicodemus stopped, her breathing heavily riddled with lust and somewhat frantic as he had torn her out of the throes of passion, leaving her panting with desire on the heights of bliss though she did as ordered, the cuts on her back oozing with tiny droplets of blood by then sealed through his divine touch.

She wanted him, wanted him badly but refrained from racing the angel toward that end as he laid her down before him, the powerful elementalist nothing but a deliberately defenseless woman in his grasp as she beamed up at him with a profound mixture of joy and delight. Voluminous globules of serene tit flesh mold against his palms, her bodily heat pouring into his open hands when she arched her back and jutted out the copious riches of her chest whereas the tongue applying that daring touch to a nipple has the sensitive mounds jiggle as she stirred beneath him.

Her breath and smile had been stolen in that moment, replaced by an expression of intense yet restrained pleasure as Flame struggled to uphold any fleeting pieces of her wits though a hand made its way to the back of his head, seizing him but without force as she'd taken a hold of him there. The flames of her lust unending amidst these half lidded globules of want though she hadn't said anything concerning her wishes, the lukish warm smile elicited by his lingering gaze telling him all he needed to know.

Flame lost it in the inflamed meeting of their hips that ensued then, an orgasm torn from her pitifully whorish frame within moments as he came forth with another surge of cum rushing through the floodgates of his thick cock and surfacing within her core. She cried out to the heavens above in sheer ecstasy, the sound muffled as she appraised his efforts in the one way he deserved.

He sent her mind reeling, setting a rhythm that'd certainly rival the orcs that cast their eyes on the curvy woman in his hands. Flame could barely think straight let alone regain her senses with a slab of meat of his proportions slamming into her convulsing silken walls without relent, her eyes rolling up to the back of her head whilst her eye lids fluttered in orgasmic bliss though he wouldn't ease up in the slightest, sending the sorceress further adrift until she was nothing more than putty encompassed with the smell of sweat and sex whose ecstatic moans soon withered into blissed out whimpers.

Aegir had not minded when Ryu jumbled something up. To get her immersed in a scenario he overlaid memories of a new life. Sometimes they had been less detailed like when she was in a Nazi concentration camp where only current memories and a general gist of things had mattered or other times with the construction of memories on a brother that was pursuing her across the seas.

Sometimes he only altered what was there already, and while he gave her a thrill like a roller coaster ride complete with the threat of failure he had insured that she could find a way out of it if she tried, whether on her own or with her classmate such as the time he drew Cora, her classmate into matters.

It was refreshing in a sense drawing her out of a hum drum existence here on the island and casting her center stage in whatever story he had wished for her to endure. Some even had subconscious lessons, such as the last … survival at any cost as he would find her.

The running from Shin, and the escape into a new life, there were small elements sprinkled in and this one, well this was for fun where she was set into a powerful role and could effect change, where she could feel instrumental to a cause rather than a decoration in the background or a victim once mere. Whether Knight or Gypsy or Sorceress he did his best to entertain her as she had earned such a reward.

But the matter at hand continued to play out for her pleasure as she was drawn a way from the tree and laid out before him. He was quick to return to her, filling her with each labored thrust into her core. His lips meet her's again.

Nicodemus throbbed within her, the speed of his thrust seeing to her undoing as he fills her once more, his fingers grasping her tits as he groans out as his hot release fires through her, the back of his knuckles trace against her cheeks then as her brings his lips against her own.

He remains hilted in her, throbbing wildly as he slaps his hips against his own even after she looses it he continues on as as long as he is able to keep at it until his body finally gives up and he lays against her, unwilling to draw back out of her at first though they both realize that he has too.

Smiling upon her he keeps himself posed above her as if she could prompt him from leaving and cause him to deliver such heated warmth through that confined space once more.

He pants, delighting in this feel. “You came? I was hoping that you wouldn't so we could stay this way forever.” He grinned down at her as he continued to run the back of his knuckles against her cheeks his he looks down into her eyes.

“I yearn to stay,” he told her as a smile creases his lips and he begins to move within her again, at least he manages anther three or four thrusts until sensitivity causes him to halt.

Succumbing to the purest form of passion at his hands Flame didn't mind losing any remainder of her dignity when screaming out in sheer bliss, urging him on to ravish the needy flesh that surrounded him although Nicodemus made her a quivering mess there, drawing out her orgasm to the point where the colors of the forest blurred away into nothingness and she felt as though climax after climax rampaged throughout her loins when he couldn't be stopped in his delightfully rough thrusts.

"Oohh .. Heavens .." She groaned out lowly in fulfillment of her bodily desires, her head dipped back as it came to rest upon the ground though rolling to either side in restless, agonizing pleasure there was no denying he'd pleased the sorceress greatly by the time he finally permitted a break.

Flame had been graced by a subtle gleaming layer of sweat, the mountains of her chest rising and falling with every rapid breath drawn past the prominent ruby crest of her full lips eventually filling her lungs with short gasps, leaving the tender flesh jiggling enthusiastically throughout their unrestrained motions.

There was a tingling within her passage, his liquid love drawn to the core of her being for he'd delivered it deeper with each meeting of their hips, his thick cock resting amidst muscles that embraced him gently, sometimes eagerly as she shuddered in the aftermaths of their joining and slowly but surely came down from her physical height. Perhaps today would be the day he successfully impregnated the curvy seductress, they had other opportunities before long to try again and while chances were lower than an average human's she wouldn't be disappointed if they had to attempt it time and time again.

His touch upon her it took his beloved Flame a moment to regain enough of her senses to meet his gaze, her own an infusion of complete and utter bliss as she smiled at the man. "You say that as if you didn't expect to please me."

Again he assailed her whilst her head lolled about in ecstatic rapture, an expression of overwhelming pleasure stirring the body beneath his own back to life when it was bound to inherit incredibly sensitivity from their recent moments of orgasmic joy, lit up with heat and delight when he traced over her supple flesh. "Auugghh! Ahhn .. uuhhnn .. Nick!" She exhaled deeply once his movements came to a halt, simply prevented from coming down entirely as if he didn't wish for her to surpass the gates of heaven and return to the earth they recovered on.

"You know just as well as I do that you can't stay.", she responded moments after, her body wrecked by the constant undeniable pleasures she loved dearly, struggling with a smile of her own though she did manage to speak softly at least. "You are a truly wonderful man, Nicodemus, and .. I love you .. but you need to recover your full strength before you seek to oppose Tori and I won't allow you to stop time forever."

Flame caressed the back of his head before pressing on. "I don't wish to be seperated from you until tomorrow evening either, but even less I want to see you too weak to succeed."

She smiled then, closing the distance and setting her lips unto his before having to lower herself to the ground once again, her waning strength wouldn't allow for more and she had to be at her best in face of the others when time resumed later on. "What's one more day when we have many years to share, hm?"

Her cries had been a blessing to his ears and while time had been stopped in a localize area there may have been a chance that someone outside of it heard, granted if they came to investigate the disturbance they would get snared in the Temporal Stasis effect.

Granted this was the best place to be in all of the forest, nay the Shadow, lodged inside such tight and heated folds. It was not as a conqueror of that soft feminine form beneath him It was sweet of her to relay that fact to him, that she had known full well that he would see to her needs as he left her full and sated as he remained atop her even now.

His throbbing warmth was milked by her body, more of his essence flowing inside her with each steady pulse of his body within her own.

He gazed down at her as she spoke about opposing Tori. “But when will I get a better opportunity? I now that I know where she will be? If I let this moment slip away she may go into hiding, especially knowing that I would be after her now. You have done so much already.”

He knew that Tori was trying to access the Blue Shrine and had to act quick before she realized what was going on least he elude him again. Once he hesitate in destroying a city which lead to even more deaths.

He frowned at being so close. “She could slip away again and it may be another century that passes before this wrong can be fixed.”

It would have been great to stay like this forever though they both realized that this could not last forever. “Another day, you are correct.” It was only one small day as he drew back from her, slipping out of the chalice of her body. His member hovering over her for a moment as if he had been debating returning though for the time being he drew away from her and helped her clean up.

“I don't know.”

He had stopped time once more until they had been ready. “I will not do anything rash today or tomorrow so you need not worry" he assured her before he ensured that she was ready to face the others before drawing upon gifts that he had not had for years and vanished, time resuming to flow shortly after his departure from the scene assuring her that he would not do anything until they met again at least.

It was only natural, he had been a prisoner of the witch for over a century and she one for a mere few days, most of which she had not even been in her cell for much of it either.

Crimson eyes closed in reflection of his immediate concerns, just as they couldn't stay here forever they couldn't wait to make a move for long lest the witch grew even more powerful by accessing the Blue Shrine one way or another or simply vanish into thin air once it became clear that the leash around Nicodemus had been undone. Pursued by an angel it seemed plausible that she'd draw upon her allies before long, the Efreeti in particular which complicated matters if not made them considerably more dangerous.

"If you feel that you must act, so be it, that is your decision to make and not mine. I just don't want to lose you when we've barely had any time together." Flame returned the feather and therefore couldn't command him, not that she had any desire to order him around though without any means of force she tried to appeal to his common sense, to his feelings in an attempt to convince him to hold off for a while longer. "I can't imagine how hard it is for you, but be patient in the coming days and before you know it we'll all be free."

Couldn't he simply stop time and dispose of Tori? If it were that simple then without a doubt he would've commited his ressources to it, but perhaps she possessed something which rendered these spells and effects worthless before they had the chance of dealing any damage whatsoever. He would know more, a century in her service could grant him insight Flame didn't have hence she let that thought drift by.

Soon they seperated and prepared for his departure as she wiped down the gleaming, salty reminder of their lovemaking, cleansing the voluptuous frame of sweat as best as she could in those moments on uneasy feet though she did manage to get up off the ground with his help before long only to resume the procedure.

A hand of hers snaked inbetween his legs where she guided herself upon him gently, jerking his length at a deliberately slow pace as to empty him completely before drawing the somewhat drenched fingers to her mouth, licking them clean without shame or remorse whilst humming happily throughout doing so. When at last he wouldn't ejaculate into her mouth and provide the smoking hot fire elementalist with any sort of breakfast she dealt with the scraps of their joining earlier, his savory cum an explosion of flavor but such pleasures had to wait for another day.

Now fully dressed once again she turned to face him, content with his presence although his words rang clearly within the back of her mind. "Thank you .. but I'm afraid I'll worry for as long as you're not out of any immediate danger."

She smiled. "I can't help it when it's about you."

Before Nicodemus fled the scene she planted a tender kiss on his cheek, wary that he might not want to taste himself there if she pressed her lips to his. She asked him to inform the others that they should remain in the cell, that things were going rather well and if he could spare anything that they should be given better treatment as Gale had requested the day before.

Flame rounded the tree, her travelling companions petrified which she proceeded to pass by and step up behind them, the inner machinations of her mind puzzling out an adequate way of putting things before time resumed to flow.

"I'm here, behind you." With perfection she timed these words as if they were all part of the same conversation that occured normally within seconds. "Forgive me if we scared or surprised you. He merely wanted to ensure that the feather worked and stopped time in a localized area, you two included while I was left conscious in order to observe his capabilities."

"From what I gather he appears to be getting better now that he's been given the final fragment of his power albeit his recovery proves rather slow which is why Nicodemus won't take action before tomorrow evening. I'm assuming we have until then to do as we please. He didn't really leave any instructions for us before he took off again."

She didn't recall having anything in particular to devote their time to until then, maybe visit the elders of the Faerie Dragons, perhaps Cane or Whitney, not that she could do with him what she had prepared in the darkest corners of her mind seeing how Nicodemus wanted her with child although just in case she preferred to return here the next day so that the angel may find them easily. Flame of course had been open to suggestions should there be any, her knowledge on the Shadows quite limited still.

It was a tough situation, indeed. When he last let up on Tori it had lead to his imprisonment and servitude for a century though now it was clear that with that command broken that
tori could simply vanish.

They knew that she was attempting to access the Blue Shrine, that she needed the Elementalists to open it, that without her original captives she could still open it in time though Nicodemus had hungered for revenge he nodded at Flame's words.

Tori was powerful though he had never questioned his own mortality it had occurred to him that now he had her to worry about. In this case it caused him to hesitate, to regard the matter closely. If he had died then their hopes for the future died as well. He considered the long term and though he did not wish to delay further he supposed that they could wait. Tori was probably still going to make a play to open up the Shrine.

“For your sake,” he professed with a nod. This may have been a bit complicated to deal with now but it could still be done.

As he assisted her in the cleaning procedure he had been all too delight to feel her fingers against the hard pulse of that throbbing heat. Blissful heat grace him from base to tip as she tugged and jerked, a hand on her shoulder to steady himself as he groaned out.

It had not asking her long though to collect up some additional seed that she brought to her lips, a tease to stay or an enticement to return the ploy had worked equally well, his chest rising and falling as he stood there, a delicious smile sweeping over his lips as he regarded her in that moment.

“You need not worry, who could bare stay away? Your very presence enticing me to return.”

Now really was that a kiss? He turned her, unconcerned with such petty things as he tasted her lips fully with his own, a little of his own cum wasn't going to kill him after all. Not when the reward was so great, to feel the warmth of her lips against his on before departing.

“No instructions ...” Spencer relaid. Tori was near here as the Blue Shrine was her though they were fairly safe here. The pair seemed to buy her story or at least had not called her out on it.

“Well we can get anywhere 0n this Shadow within three hours and most places we can get to in less than half that. If you still have an interest I can bring us to the Faerie Dragon elder.”

Certainly he never ceased to entrance the mind of the woman who fell for him as he invoked formidable surges of homely bliss at the core of her being, the sheer happiness procured by their intimate kiss laid out across her face when their lips met. She would always be fond of him in that way, resolute in any sense of the word as he didn't mind yielding to the delicate flesh his seed had touched mere moments ago, something that kept the truth concerning her nature from Nicodemus even now.

She promised herself he would soon be a part of that secret, but with their plans having gotten as far as they did Flame couldn't bear revealing it. His mind had been set on the task at hand, that he had to recover and not do anything rash for the time being, surely he'd only be distracted if she were to relay that information to him.

"Nothing aside from tomorrow evening.", she responded, uncertain as to how things were intended to progress today and the day after, but thankfully neither of the two seemed to have any interest to question the events that took place while they were frozen in time. "He said we'd meet again at about that time of day although I'm not sure what happens to us then or what we'll be doing afterwards. I didn't exactly have time to ask many questions given his limited time here."

The angel would have their schedule arranged beforehand no doubt, at least the timetable of the shapely sorceress considering their more or less carnal desires had been catered to for mere minutes which led Flame to believe that the entire evening would eventually find itself dedicated to the unusual lovers and their privacy. She'd been unsure about the others, perhaps they would sojourn in Brindel until they were needed or the witch had been disposed of though only time would tell for sure.

Flame turned to Spencer before long, a soft smile upon her features. "Of course I'm still interested, I just .. well, I was merely wondering if you two had anywhere else to go now that we're in Brindel and I didn't want to take up our time all for myself."

That was only fair, as far as she recalled Roc hailed from Brindel and could've returned to his people for a while though his loyalty probably tied him to their guide and the female prisoner. Cane would be another option, one she had to dismiss in favor of the other for these precious memories were essential if she were to draw any substantial conclusions on her capabilities during her visit there. "If your offer still stands I'd be delighted to see them. Many gaps remain in my memory and even though they might not be able to help I'll happily take my chances."

Were they thought of as royalty or akin to members of a higher caste? Specimen of such venerable age may enjoy some sort of acclaim among their kind, but seeing the single one she'd met throughout her lifetime that might've been far fetched if not a rather curious thought. "Are the elders like the rest of the Faerie Dragons? As in, are they just as playful or a bit more reserved than the rest?"

Her crimson eyes were on Roc, her frame having turned just slightly whilst stepping toward Spencer as she cast a sidelong glance unto the dwarf. "Will you join us?"

Spencer seemed pleased and perhaps a little excited at the prospect of returning to his home as Flame acknowledged that she had not lost interest. "I've got no place I have to go,” he was to wait until they came back from Sirocco. Officially his role had been over now. It would take only twenty minutes or so to make the trio to see his kin.

“Did you need to go anywhere Roc?”

The dwarf shook his head. He was a monk who needed and wanted nothing of this corporeal world. “No, I am content.”

He considered her question for a small moment. “Naw, the Elders are only different in that they are older.”

Roc leaned forward and whispered into Flame's ear. “You know you're probably older than a Faerie Dragon Elder.”

“What are you two speaking of?”

“Nothing.” Spencer looked between the two with a great degree of suspicion then let it go.

“Certainly Ill go least this fool get you to strip naked for so reason or another.”

Spencer stuck his tongue out at him. He took the pair through the Shadow, another forest in Brindel. They could hear the roar of a water fall then a crash as something huge tore though the forest easily muting any other sound. Broken branches had been loud within their ears.

They could hear shrill voices …

“Goblins!” Roc proclaimed though Spencer giggled a bit.