Zuria Kingdom

[Apollymi]

Apparently her mention of her normal physique including tattoos and piercings put an interesting imagine in the mind of Sir Cador. "That isn't too far off actually~" Merlyn said in response to his assertion about her native being. Of course, this came with a hitched breath as their torsos were brought closer together. Such a massive amount of skin touching each other gave Merlyn's body full chills and warm tingles. His man's body was tough, full of muscles but also not overly large. The fact that he was physically exactly her type made this endeavor even more pleasing to her, perhaps she'd explain that to him at some point, but now was not that time. Her back against the tree she was officially unable to escape, not that she'd intended any such thing. She'd find in the moment Sir Cador was truly a man of action. His hand descended along her body foregoing a more typical look at her in her undergarments and instead going for the space directly between her legs. If he made his way properly between those legs, he'd find them moist indeed. Their faces so close together had Merlyn biting down on her bottom lip in the moment. He claimed he would try to contain himself, but a cheeky look passed Merlyn's face, "Hoh? I don't really think I can be having that at all..." she mentioned. Soon enough the hand she'd been using to open his shirt finally flicked open the button of his breeches. She'd make her way to his manhood with the most adept fingers and begin to fondle him thus. If she would know pleasure he would too. Such was simply her way.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh, I'm sure," Cador agreed. "The attitude is already there." In actuality, he could imagine Merlyn presenting herself in such a way, when considering her personality alone. She had a certain flair about her behavior, and such a thing came commonly in those types of... presumed delinquents who weren't so bad at all in truth. Either way, that train of thought was hardly one worth mulling over. Cador made his way beneath the barrier that was Merlyn's undergarments, and there, he found a veritable oasis. Fingers that were only slightly calloused had quickly become adjusted to the friction of rubbing against flesh, but that friction disappeared in a single moment as his fore and middle fingers found a crevice to slip through. Merlyn apparently had no intention of allowing him composure, as around the same time, her hand located his member. Another breath caught in the male's throat, but it seemed he was apt enough to use the tension building in his body. What would he use it for? Naturally, to continue the movement of his fingers. Forward they went, following the path of a slit until they found their way into the snugness of an entryway. He wouldn't simply thrust them in, no; he opted for an easier insertion of his middle finger first. A few slow pushes of said finger later, and his forefinger was moving to join it─ this time with an upward curl applied to the end of each thrust.

[Apollymi]

Sir Cador wasn't to be underestimated in the slightest. A hand upon his manhood made his breath hitch once more, but it didn't stop him. Merlyn was quite pleased with this information, of course... it didn't help that her own mind needed much higher focus than the norm. She found herself quite entranced by the calloused fingers that rubbed against her flesh, even as that movement became easier she involuntarily shifted her hips against his fingers. The subtle movement of that middle finger as it pulsed its way within gave the succubus a distinct amount of appreciation for the technique of the Spirit Knight. She hadn't been worried at all about him, but she'd seen so many people doing sex wrong for the last few days, it was amazing to participate in it done right. Her body squeezed around those fingers as they began to curl upward and her own hand had begun to properly stroke that which she found within Cador's pants freeing it, in all its glory. A man like this deserved a great amount of appreciation and Merlyn would be sure to give it to him. The movement of her hand along his shaft, would strangely take whatever pace he found himself enjoying most. Knowing the nature of her own power, she had no real reason to care if she managed to bring him to flourish by such a simple method, because she knew they could continue for as long as they both wished it so. Not that she wasn't currently experiencing problems. Those fingers of his, as time went on would find a greater ease of movement but the inviting pulse of her nether didn't let up. No, she'd see a blinding finish while her face was so dangerously close to his she wouldn't have been able to hide the reaction, nor the increased lubrication that spilled from within her body. Her reddened face, that gentle moan and the flash of power which radiated from the center of her very being, a succubus being brought to such pleasure was by far a rather powerful experience.

[Bloodedge]

The strangest sensation Cador could know, was what he felt around his finger as it entered the sorceress. He could only imagine what things would be like in the coming moments, when his digits were so snugly, yet comfortably within the sorceress. That wasn't the only thing managing to blow the knight away, though. Merlyn's hand moved properly around his phallus, and he found his knees buckling already. The pacing of that hand wasn't something which mattered to one such as Cador; Merlyn would find her natural leaning toward his preference to simply match the pace of his own fingers. He hardly managed to keep standing, and in fact, he was lowering to his knees over time. Achieving flourish was hardly a thought as well. In fact, he was already focusing on surviving for as long as possible against the overwhelming wave he felt, like the essence of pleasure itself. What had the Spirit Knight gotten himself into now? Whatever it was, he didn't want to step away from it. "Oi oi, you didn't warn me it would be this bad," he managed, feeling as if he could break at any moment. Regardless, he persisted against this feeling... for now. He could at least keep his fingers active for the time being, and that was almost enough.

[Apollymi]

The movements of Merlyn's hand were surprisingly similar to the movements of the fingers now within her body. She of course, took no issue with this, seeing as her pleasure hit a peak which she couldn't have denied. Strangely, it seemed Sir Cador hadn't considered what such an achievement would mean for his own body. As he lowered himself she did the same if only to keep hold of that which was to grant her pleasure. She knew this experience was likely overwhelming for the man. It wasn't everyday that one managed to bed a succubus, and there were likely many reasons for this. "What a cheeky thing to say when you know what I am~" the lass mentioned from directly in front of him. Still as his fingers moved within her, her own hand moved as well, she wouldn't stop when he so clearly didn't seem to wish for that. "Besides, I remember someone telling me quite recently that we should look forward to the things we don't know. I figured you'd want to figure out a few things on your own~" she whispered against his skin as she kissed his neck. "You give to a succubus, you receive in return~" she explained though it was a bit coy, it was a truth, as many times as she reached climax he would experience unimaginable pleasure. To be fair she didn't even have to touch him to make this so, but she wanted to, so she would. She moved that hand along as the man continued resisting the pull of her powers, at the very least he was a gentleman of the highest order. "You know Sir Cador, one end isn't the end in so absolute a sense... I can tell you that. You don't have to deny yourself so much on my account~" she said softly. "Unless you have something else in mind," she offered with her body oozing desire for this man.

[Bloodedge]

"Cheeky, you say?" he inquired as his knees finally touched the ground. He wouldn't have considered it cheeky commentary at all. Even knowing Merlyn's identity as a succubus, what Cador currently felt was absolutely unprecedented. Ah, and of course Merlyn would go on to use his own earlier words against him. To look ahead into an unknown future full of mystery, was Cador's way... and though he couldn't complain at all about the present outcome, surprise of the moment was a mighty influence. "Hah─ that's not fair, and you know it. Alright, alright... crisis averted," he said upon realizing there would be no end in his immediate future. On the other hand, Merlyn had more news to share. Based on her implication, he could have easily avoided showing any amount of restraint. He knew very little of succubi and their more in-depth abilities, but this one... was quite interesting to think about. Yes, he did have a few ideas. With Merlyn bringing up whatever additional thoughts he had, Cador grinned. "H'oh? Well, I did have a thought that I planned on saving for later. But..."

There was no point waiting around. Cador took this newfound knowledge in stride, and with it, his fingers removed themselves from the sorceress. After all, he obviously didn't need them from the start, but he thought he was being fair in offering a succubus something he was sure he couldn't lead her to otherwise. Now that he knew continuation was always a possibility regardless, Cador made use of the fact that both he and Merlyn were at ground level. His extracted hand took hold of her leg, his other shifted to move both her undergarments and her other leg aside, and he took his place in the newly-open space betwixt her thighs. "An offering, then. A humble knight such as myself should always seek to reach reasonable terms with foreigners, no?" he asked rhetorically. Cador's next breath would not be wasted. His hips would steadily move forward until he filled the emptied space in Merlyn's undercarriage with his member. Things would be much to his expectation, should he succeed at insertion. It took only a moment for Cador to be overwhelmed, knowing fully that he could not survive a single thrust while being only midway in. What he did, then, was decide to be a bit forward. He would push on, diving into the depths before his seed carried itself fully through his shaft. The knight's intention was to make a deposit, and he would ensure it reached the end of its receptacle without fail. It just so happened that this was his ultimate desire at the time being, and he at least managed to reach the end of his thrust prior to the proverbial geyser's explosion.

[Apollymi]

A simple nod came from Merlyn against this man's neck. He was indeed cheeky to say such things to her. Regardless, he apparently didn't think her comparison and use of his earlier words fair in this instance. She could understand that a little. In this case, he was offering as much as he could, she knew and understood this, which is exactly why she allowed him the mystery of her being. "It was hardly a crisis~" mentioned Merlyn. Admittedly the succubus was a bit curious. When she'd mentioned trusting him, she'd meant it, even so, what could he have planned in that mind of his. "Oh? I can't wait to find out what that might be~" she mused, in a fashion which was most genuine. And she was sure to find out soon enough. Their positions on the ground changed and the man removed his fingers from within her person. Moving her undergarments to the side, and taking up residence between her thighs. She had more than enough faith in the nature of his technical skills to know she'd not be disappointed by him. Beyond that, the tool nature gave him to work with wasn't to be underestimated either.

"Oh? I'm hardly the type to turn down an offering made in earnest," she mentioned to the Spirit Knight. He moved himself forward with his next breath and she felt the pressure of every inch he had to offer. Her body clinched around him in rapid intervals, molding itself into the perfect fit, complete with necessary stimulation for herself. As if this wasn't enough when the man made it all the way within, the eruption of his seed into her body was expected. The force of it though, the filling sensation was quite different from previous experiences. Perhaps because it was given so willingly, perhaps because the offering was made post her own pleasure, or perhaps because this desire was one of his anyways? All the power such a gift gave her radiated once more, and she felt the pleasure filled tingles of her nether causing her hips to shift to meet him. She fed on this energy and the pulsing of her sex demanded more stimulation. This would leave the Knight with the rigid vigor necessary to move once more, when he was ready. "Ara ara, if that was the first, I fear I might not stop myself from overindulging~" she teased both hands settling on his shoulders while her thighs twitched gently. If he started moving in earnest she might actually be in trouble.

[Bloodedge]

Cador wasn't sure what to think. He was anything but inexperienced, but this very moment was something well beyond his wildest imagination, and even something transcending his initial experience as a teen. No, that wasn't right; it wasn't enough. Reality itself was beneath this. Of all the strange occurrences in this world thus far, Merlyn proved to be weirder yet. For a moment, he felt as if the fluid would never stop passing through his groin. That surely wasn't the case. Oh... it was already over, but it felt everlasting. Had he somehow reached an even more erect state? Indeed, he had. Cador even felt as if his end could approach at any given moment, yet again, even before he started moving. Merlyn spoke of failing to prevent her own overindulgence, but Cador was overindulging already. Alas, if she wouldn't stop... neither would he. As such, his hips were withdrawn prior to another slow-paced, forward thrust. The sequoia behind Merlyn once again functioned as a device to sturdy the knight while his free arm looped itself under the sorceress' leg to keep it raised. This would be how Cador managed to retain repetition while offering his retort. "And why would you do that anyway?" he questioned in the meantime. "You said you were hardly the type to turn down an offering, right? I do believe that covers any... overindulgence."

[Apollymi]

The feeling that currently plagued Merlyn was beyond what she would have expected. Of course, this only became more as he tucked an arm under her leg and used the tree for additional leverage. In fact, such a position caused additional tightness within the young woman, which only served to make the friction created by their movements worse. The steady pace this man took was also beyond her, she couldn't help her reaction to the action. "Haaa~" Merlyn was soon enough biting down on her index finger while her hips shifted to meet the slow strokes provided by Sir Cador. Why would she want to avoid overindulging. "You know... now that you ask I don't really have a good reason~" she moaned it was quite the accomplishment. As he kept it up she could feel the next pleasurable burst building up within her core. Strangely she began to chase the feeling, with each stroke met increasing her own pleasure. The waves of her body pulsed and she meant to share it with Cador as well. "And that sounds like permission... so~" she lost her thoughts just a bit. Her body tightened around Sir Cador. Her own body bristled with pleasure and the power of that peak once reached would pulse into Cador and allow him to feel similar pleasure, on a massive scale as well.

[Bloodedge]

No good reason indeed. There was but one goal in this meeting of bodies, and it was a goal to be met as many times as time itself allowed. "Good. I'd hate for hospitality to go to waste," Cador quipped, his plunges steady as ever. He was having a very strange experience─ one that would only continue for the duration of this session. A steady ascension toward ejaculation occurred at a rapid pace until the feeling was satisfied, only for the next to be felt encroaching upon him immediately. Such a pattern had already begun, with Cador knowing it would be his fate even after the next expulsion of his seed. Little did he expect, Merlyn had even worse in store for him yet. As her own pleasure rose, the behavior of her very womanhood seemed hellbent on speeding Cador's process along. If that was the intention, there was undoubtable success. Was it with purpose? Well, that didn't matter. Whatever the reason, Cador was already experiencing a sudden wave of pleasure which he couldn't have resisted if he tried. Naturally though, he didn't try at all. He let the sensation consume him. In doing so, he reached a release no less plentiful or explosive than the previous; perhaps it was even greater. Indeed, it was even more powerful─ powerful enough that it stopped even Cador's movements, forcing another forward thrust which he didn't retreat from.

[Apollymi]

A singular goal shared by a pair of individuals. How very fitting for that pair of individuals to be Cador and Merlyn, both of whom seemed to have no problem giving themselves over to their desires at least for the moment. Still the cheeky commentary didn't stop. A quick quip left the mouth of Cador specifically concerned with the potential waste of hospitality. A smile crossed the succubus' face as those magenta eyes of hers glowed with more power than they'd shown in quite a while, though her body was still vibrating with it. "Not to worry Sir Cador, nothing you give me... will ever be wasted~" she chimed in. It wasn't necessarily in her nature to waste normal things, in the context of their current activities it wasn't possible to waste anything. Her nature demanded the power granted by this bout of pleasure-seeking. And she would take from him, since he offered it to freely. By the time the wave of her newest flourish washed over her, she felt the end of Cador at least twice. In the same moment the man seemed to stop, but not without burying himself in her deepest reaches. She felt this within herself and her nature was satisfied by it. A sigh escaped her as she found herself leaning in just a tad her tongue flicking the man's earlobe as she began to speak softly to him. "I have to wonder if there are any more desires Sir Cador wishes to indulge," she mused. She knew their time would eventually have to end here, but there was no reason to make sure his current fantasies weren't fulfilled in the meantime. Whatever was next she'd accept just the same.... until such a time as their current meeting would come to an end.

[Bloodedge]

If Merlyn would waste nothing, then Cador would spare nothing. At least that much could be said during whatever time they shared in this manner. Perhaps he'd eventually be capable of not freezing up at every ejaculation. Ah well; it seemed to work out fine this time, with Merlyn even broaching whatever additional desires he had. He was quite occupied with settling, catching his breath after the second flourish of the afternoon. That sounded like an offer. He could hardly refuse such a thing, especially while she was already making use of her tongue against his earlobe to further entice him. "Perhaps there are," he said. Since it was obvious how this form of intercourse would progress otherwise, he decided to pull back─ even out, for a moment. He sat beside Merlyn, leaning against the tree and letting his breath return properly. "You needn't wonder, Merlyn. I do wonder though, since you can physically react to my desires and all, what skills does a succubus such as yourself acquire over the centuries? Is that also something decided in a single moment?"

[Apollymi]

Another agreement was reached, even so, it seemed Merlyn was in for a slight intermission as Cador withdrew from her person. It seemed that Cador took her questioning statement as an offer and of course it was... Still she found it interesting that he implied his desires by his statements even though she'd already flicked his ear with her tongue. His breathing was returning to Normal and Merlyn herself was shifting so she was before this man looking at him in the eye. His use of her name in his statement caused her to sharpen her eyes just a little. She really might like that too much. "Oh? The answer to that question isn't so simple~" she mused as she leaned into him. "It could be said that about situations like these I know everything... but that my use and skills are dependent on the person I am with in the moment their desires are determined," she said softly. "For instance... if you desired a clumsy maiden, I could have been that..." she said softly that tongue of hers had begun moving again, this time her tongue traced down his neck down his chest and over a well muscled-stomach. "That isn't to say I don't retain all my skills earned and developed. Also, I can show you... since you're interested~" she mentioned with a casual roll of her eyes. Her tongue on the last part of its trip would flicker over the tip of his tool tasting him in the moment. She was far from prudish in the moment and cared not about devouring that which had previously been within her body. She always tasted particularly sweet and she'd taste that on the Spirit Knights skin along with the peculiar quality of his energy. Well she wasn't really about to stop herself, so she began paying lip service to the Knight, her tongue beginning to lick his shaft.

[Bloodedge]

The answer may not have been 'simple' so to speak, but it was very direct nonetheless. To put things in lay terms, the answer to Cador's question was... yes. Merlyn's abilities activated when the moment required such, but the skills she developed in the moment remained with her. Cador wondered what this could mean for the likes of him, but he was soon to find out regardless. Merlyn's intentions were clear by the time her tongue began making its way from his neck, down his torso. Though it was difficult enough to deal with that, he could hardly withhold his excitement for what was clearly coming next. By the time her tongue was at his tip, he had managed to distract himself enough with the thought of a 'clumsy maiden' as she put it, but that wouldn't be allowed to last very long as an idea. In fact, his mind would be forcibly blanked by the simple act of Merlyn's tongue moving along his shaft.

What a dangerous idea this was turning out to be, albeit all too worthwhile. Alas, there was an imbalance the knight couldn't fail to recognize. Surely there was more to a succubus than the acquisition of energies through intercourse and providing pleasure, right? In this case especially, there was a human within that demonic shell. There was always a simple fact about the knight Sir Cador, as well. He was quite the willful individual, and his will would be imposed on the sorceress, if there was any effect to be had by it. His desire was not simply to be pleasured, but to have an experience. As such, the desire his soul radiated would involve a bit of repositioning on Merlyn's part, that she might also offer herself for the tasting.

[Apollymi]

Merlyn's explanation of her actual abilities seemed to be enough for Sir Cador. Beyond this she'd just begun to tease his cock with her tongue when the man had a sudden shift in his own will. Her nature as a succubus made this man's desires her own, and she was starting to find his willfulness manifested in the strangest of ways. Most were selfish by their own natures, would repay favors just because they'd been given and made no offers if not coerced. So, imagine Merlyn's surprise when this man's newest desire manifested as one which involved her movement so he could give to her as well?

Her own work stopped for the moment though not without a teasing word or two, and a flick of her tongue along his shift. "Hm? How very hospitable, and chivalrous... Sir Cador~" she mused. A man like this who gave and took in equal portions was rare indeed, but she had no complaints to lodge as she shifted her person. She'd be above him with her knees on either side of his body, but her head would be aimed back towards her prize. At the same time, she'd end up presenting her sex to be tasted by the man below. Such a position was one of wonder, and one of infinite distraction, how much could be done while both people were experiencing the pleasure offered by another while trying to offer their own? She supposed if any managed to make this a properly enjoyable experience, Sir Cador would be the one. Besides, it was in her nature to take what was offered to her, even things such as this would always be accepted happily. A gentle twitch of her hips would leave her to return to work, her tongue flicking over the tip of him before her lips closed completely around his girth. Once this occurred she'd move her tongue against him as she found this angle ideal, for allowing the man shelter within the warm depths of her mouth.