The shadowling laid behind the girl, once more letting it's form pool into a small puddle, but not relinquishing it's hold on the young witch. The long and sinuous tendrils that had wrapped around the bases of her wonderful mounds slowly began to wind their way up her breasts softly, climbing the hills of luscious and pale flesh. The ends of the tendrils softly stroked over the very tips of her nipples, the tiny ends sliding over the slowly hardening nubs now, and they spun gently. Siolazar concentrated a moment, and reached out with another tendril, quickly finding the heater in the darkened room. It touched the metal device with it's tentacle, and began to funnel heat along it back to her body, keeping her half naked form plenty warm in it's grasp.

"I may know how to touch you, but I want you to tell me. You need to admit that you want me to, and really want it for the mana to be pure."

Slowly, a head formed out of the shadowling's pooled form, and it looked down at the girl with it's depthless eyes. After a moment, the head leaned down and placed it's lips to the young womans neck, and it began to suck softly on the tender flesh, seeking to give the girl more stimulation, but not enough so that she would beg and truly want what Siolazar could do for her.

Kanoe coos in pleasure as the shadow took advantage of her sensitive orbs. Fingers dig into the sheets of the bed as she leans back into the pool of darkness. The pink nipples slowly began to harden and rise to the attention they were receiving. The woman was not sure what she should do anymore. It felt good but she could not touch the shadows. It was getting uncomfortable with only half her body on the bed. She lifts her legs up onto the bed, letting her robes slide off her hips and fall to rest beside her bed.

The young witch looks up into the void that was Siolazar's eyes. She could not help but feel completely vulnerable before it's stolid gaze, laying on it's body with only her black panties on now. Her head tilts to allow the shadow easier access to her neck. Kanoe blushes deeply as she felt the shadow's entire form become filled with warmth. She groans in pleasure as the tendrils continue to tease her nipples, the heat seeping into them only making them harden even more. The being's lips sent even more warmth through the soft sucks on her neck. The woman just wanted to curl up in the warm embrace.

"Mmm...my..my breasts..." She moans faintly.

The shadowling's new head nodded, and continued to suckle at her neck flesh. The sucks became a little harder now, and the shadowborn watched as the girl dug her fingers into the bed, and it's form. It pondered a moment, and slowly solidified it's form, transforming itself from an ephemeral and wispy being, to a warm and firm one, though the warmness comes from the heat that it was absorbing. Her coos of pleasure drove the shadowborn on, the tendrils of now completely solid shadow toying with her precious and sensitive orbs. They luscious flesh was squeezed by the lashes, fulfilling the young witch's desire to have her perfect mounds toyed with.

"Like that? Or do you want somewhere else now too?"

Siolazar took it's lips away from her neck and looked down over her, leaning it's face over hers, and it forced a soft bit of air from it's lips, the warmth pressing against her supple lips softly. It continued to stare down into her eyes, and it smiled.

"Ahh..Ah..H-How did you.."

The heat felt even warmer coming from solid shadows now. The sensitive breasts sway and bounce with every squeeze of the tendrils. Kanoe stretches out onto her bed as she moans in approval. Her cheeks blush deeper as she could not believe what she was letting herself do. The woman was speechless. She's never been asked about how she likes to be touch.

"Wh-What..can you do to me if you.." Bites down on her lip as she hesitates, "Cover me...completely with your shadows?"

It felt like one could lose their soul if they stare too long into the depths of this monster's eyes. A hand gently runs down the physical shadow, tracing down the side of Siolazar's face. Kanoe turns her head, looking away. What was she saying? This can't be right, can it?

There we go. The girl was starting to wear very thin now, her resistance dwindling to the shadowling's tender ministrations. There was so very much that it could do, depending on what the girl wanted, though, perhaps it would keep a bit of that fact in the dark for the time being. A midnight hand reached over and turned her face back over to look at Siolazar. It smiled again as she reached up and caressed it's cheek, and it nuzzled it back. Best to keep up impressions that the shadowling actually cared for the girl, lest it lose this opportunity.

"If I cover you, I can touch your whole body, and touch and feel wherever you wish. You remember when we met outside, don't you? The way I made those suction cups over your perfect breasts? I can do that to your whole body."

As the shadowy spectre spoke to her, the tendrils wrapped around her breasts sped up the pulling and tugging, and the ends of them formed into smaller versions of the suction cups from before. They fit themselves perfectly over her standing nipples, rewarding the little bits of flesh for their stand to attention as they milked at them. At the same time, a long lash of shadow had formed from beneath her, running itself lightly over her thighs, the tip of the black tentacle just grazing her skin, slowly working towards her panty covered sex.

The woman quivers as she is forced to gaze back into those depthless voids. She felt lost in them, sucking her deeper and deeper into the darkness. Sweat glistens in the faint candlelight, the wax half melted from the four candles that kept the room illuminated. Kanoe could feel fear creeping up inside her as she found herself unable to look away. She gasps faintly in her trance as the tendrils began to take more advantage of her body. The pale luscious orbs began to firm up with arousal. Her eyes roll back slightly as the pleasure of the tiny suction cups flows through her body. Shaking fingers grip the shadow's strange form.

"Ahh..Ah.."

As she recovers from the initial sucks of the suction cups, her eyes fell right back to the shadow's eyes. Her body was already giving in while her mind was locked in it's own mental battle. Breathing turned to faint gasps of pleasure as her nipples became engorged with blood, pushing up into the suction cups. The thing did so many wonderful things to her body before in it's past experiment. Now it was telling her it was only the beginning. She could not imagine what it could do to her. Her mind drifts as thoughts of it sucking her pale flesh all over made her sex moist with arousal.

Noticing the girl's discomfort, the shadowling allowed it's eyes to fade away, so the young witch did not have to peer within them. It smiled down at her now again, and began to have it's entire body melt over hers. It covered her like a soft and warm blanket now, her pale and silky white skin now covered by the inky sludge that was Siolazar. Slowly now, it formed the feelers that had been ever present before, and let them run over her entire body. The tiny little arms worked everywhere. Tender caresses were given to every erogenous zone on her body, the wriggling little arms making sure that she was pampered and touched however she wanted.

"There we go. How does that feel? Good, I hope. I want to make you happy."

Siolazar was laying it on plenty thick now, banking on the girl's clouded state of mind to make her accept it's statement at face value. It wasn't an entirely untrue statement though. It did want her happy so that the mana she would produce was pure, and more easily experimented upon. Without eyes now, the shadowborn peered down at her, and slowly lowered it's lips to barely a centimeter away from hers. Soft breath pushed against the pouty flesh, and the creature finally lowered it's lips to hers, pressing the solid and warm shadows to her soft flesh.

Many would say the darkness is a cold place. They apparently have not met this being. The shadow spreads across her pale skin. She raises a hand as she watches the darkness envelope her entirely. A faint smile forms on her lips. The expression did not last as she felt millions of little tendrils began to massage and stroke every part of her being. She could feel the creature touch every sensitive part of her body. Tender caresses down her sides. Fingers rubbing her breasts and cups sucking her nipples. Tendrils rubbing her moist folds as well as rubbing the fabric against the quivering lips. She never felt an embrace like this before.

"Ohhh...yesss.." She moans loudly.

Her moans were stifled as warm lips press to hers. Her inky black arms wrap around the mass of shadow as she kisses the lips deeply. The haze of lust began to override her reason as she felt her body grow warmer and warmer from the shadow's heat and her own burning arousal. The young woman began to grind herself against what she could as she groans into the dark embrace.

The girls moaning made the little feelers continue their work, doubling their efforts to make sure the girl felt as much pleasure as possible. Her slowly moistening folds were paid special attention to, the feelers larger there as they pushed into her slightly, slipping beneath her black panties to slide inside her wettening tunnel. The farther they probed, the more the panties got wet, until finally, the little arms just slid the panties completely off, dropping the nectar moist garment to the floor of the apartment.

Siolazar's shadow lips pressed hungrily against the witch's, returning her deep kiss with one of it's own, even deeper. A small shadowy tongue formed in it's mouth, and it sent it out questing against the girls lips, trying to gain entry, the warm little bit of solid shadow simulating a normal tongue very well.

The heaving mounds of silkly soft flesh that were Kanoe's breasts were given, arguably, the most attention. The girl seemed extra sensitive about the pale orbs, and Siolazar was determined to give her every bit of pleasure that it could. The suction cups on her nipples pulled in every direction at once, greedily milking the hard little nubs. The soft flesh of her areola was tenderly caressed, and the rest of the orb was sucked upon, the sensitive flesh stimulated in all possible directions.

Fingers grip and dig into the mass of darkness as her folds were gently spread apart. Dozens of little tendrils glide along her dripping inner walls, sending waves of sensation with every motion they made inside her. Her body arches for a moment as her hips buck slightly into the little feelers. Whether it was from moaning or it was willing, the woman's lips part to let the warm slithering tongue into her mouth. Kanoe's groans vibrate through the realistic tongue as she began to suck on the shadowy muscle.

The kiss did not hold well as she lets out a cry of pleasure. Firm breasts grind up into the shadow as her chests heaves with every breath. The woman's eyes flutter before she lets them close, letting the feeling take over her body. Her nipples were burning with blood as they stuck out like thumbs. The dark shadow covered orbs seem to rise off her chest as the shadow sucks deeply at the large mass of sensitive flesh. The areolae around the hardened tits were puffing out as if they were having an erection of her own. The blood was brought to the surface making her body even more sensitive. Kanoe was no longer even trying to hold the kiss as she felt every motion of the feelers across her breasts. She was panting heavily as her breathing grew much more erratic.

"Ahh...Ah...Ohh god.."

She could barely manage to speak. Her words only came in sharp gasps of pleasure as quivers in the darkness. Kanoe did her best to rub up against the larger mass of darkness, trying to get even more feeling from the shadow's warmth and body. Thighs grind together as sweet nectar soaked her folds and began to run down her thighs.

The broken kiss did not seem to matter much to the shadowling, as it merely allowed it's head to sink back into it's form, and it began to think. The witch was definitely enjoying herself now, her moans and gasps of pleasure like a gentle cacophony of pure joy as her shadowy lover fulfilled her every desire. Every need of her body was met, all the pleasure given gladly by Siolazar, it's every effort designed at this point to bring the girl to the heights of ecstasy and beyond. The nectar dripping from her folds and running down her thighs attested to this, and seeing this, the shadowy spectre doubled it's efforts.

"See what I can do for you Kanoe? I love making you feel this way. You look so beautiful."

The head that had disappeared moments ago, reappeared now, it's lips barely an inch away from her dripping entrance. It licked it's lips hungrily and put it's warm lips gently against her netherlips and sucked softly. Slowly, the long tongue that had been in the witch's mouth, penetrated her wet sex, greedily sucking up what nectar was there, storing it inside the shadowling's body.

The once pale woman could only writhe in pleasure as she remained completely covered in the shadow. She could feel the shadow suckling at her neck from all sides. Tiny mouths and feelers tickle and nibble at her ears making her quiver in pleasure. Kanoe slides a darkened hand up her body and began to slowly squeeze and stroke one of her breasts, stimulating herself further. Siolazar's words filter slowly through her lustful haze of a mind. Yes, this was beautiful. It felt so good, so perfect. Her other hand slides over her belly, not effecting the shadow's work and began to pinch and tug at her own clit causing her to cry out in pleasure.

"Nngh..Ahh!"

Her body arches some on the bed as she feels lips seal over her sex. The first suck nearly sent her spasming in pleasure as her insides twitch and quiver with anticipation. The tongue slide into her tight passage. Her eyes roll back as she felt the tongue itself began to suck at her dripping cunt. Kanoe could not hold back as her body gave in completely. With a loud cry, a rush of nectar flowed out of her cunt and soaks into the monster's tongue and lips.

The rush of nectar that spasmed out of the young witch's cunt was greedily drank down, the hot liquid pouring down the shadowling's 'throat' down into it's solid form. The long and sinuous tongue wriggled around inside her for a few more moments before sliding out, the lash lapping up any of the girl's mana rich fluid that may have escaped it's sucking, running over her thighs and licking at her clit as she pinched down upon it. The shadowling actually felt a bit warm inside, a unique feeling really as the hot nectar swirled about inside it. It would have more of the nectar before the job was done, and an smile played out on the creature's lips. This work was starting to have some side benefits.

"Kanoe, I'm going to give you a new feeling now. Be ready."

As Siolazar spoke, a bit of shadow began to coalesce into being, completely phallic in shape. The shadowy member slowly pushed against the witch's netherlips, almost instantly sliding into her because of the sheer wetness of her needing slit. It seemed almost inviting as the head slowly pushed in her, perfectly forming to her slick walls. A single hand now reached up and caressed her cheek, the warm thing giving a show of affection, and before the hand was removed, the inky cock was slid all the way in, leaving her hilted on Siolazar, the shadowling remembering the exact dimensions of her sex from before, meshing perfectly with her hot gash.

Deep breaths cause her body to shudder with each rise and fall of her chest. She felt not one drop of her nectar as her juices soak into the shadows that are now part of her body. The deep sucks coming from all parts of the shadowy tongue left the young woman in a lustful daze. Her awareness was clouded as only feelings register in her aroused body. Faint gasps of pleasure left Kanoe's lips as the tongue laps up what little juices trickled out of her drained sex. It was only one climax and she was already weary, like her senses were hit by a bus.

Siolazar's voice brings her mind back to focus on the shadow monster. Before she could stammer a response, her eyes grew wide as her body archs. There was no time to resist even if she wanted to as the dark phallus slides easily into her body with a soft slurp. Kanoe buries her face into the mass of shadow, trying to stifle a squeak of pleasure and shock. If the being was able to feel heat, Kanoe's cheeks were burning, blushing a deep crimson. The witch did not speak, could not speak. The young woman was in complete wonder as she quivers against the inky blob of darkness.

Siolazar merely waited for a few moments as the girl buried her face into it's body, her squeak of pleasure like a small note of music to the creature. The great musicians of the ages were able to play their instruments with a practiced ease, drawing out the fullest sounds from their chosen tool of the trade. What music could it play using this girl, it wondered. Perhaps another time though, and the shadowling allowed itself to refocus back on the girl. Her sex seemed drained, and so did she, almost weary. This would have to be corrected.

The shadowy length sat relatively still within the girl, still conforming perfectly to her wanting canyon, the inky blackness on occasion spinning along it's axis, hard ribs forming along it as it did so. How to rejuvenate her. Well, the phallus would need some form of lubrication. With a push forward of it's 'hips', the shadowborn forced some of the girl's nectar through the cock back into her tunnel. The rest of the creature slowed down it's pleasuring of the girl, still giving her tender caresses and pulling and sucking on her whole body, but not with the same frequency as before. A midnight hand reached up and softly ran itself through her hair, soothing and tender.

"It would not do to have my favorite girl pass out on me. I'll slow up a bit, and let you recover."