Demon Castle <Delsgade>

[Apollymi]

In both similar and different ways, Sin and Ki enjoyed each other's attitudes. Sin saw Ki as a martyr to a lost cause, but someone with a certain amount of grit. After all, it took a very special kind of person to swear themselves to silence for thousands of years. Moreover, Ki saw Sin as the fun part of herself who never truly got to experience life but had all hope of doing so. And here in the Demon King's presence, their collective consciousness would do just that. Girlhood crushes evolved into the interest of adulthood and blossomed because of Anos, it was only right he get to experience the fun of the aspects of his wife.

Of course, one such aspect he was already experiencing. A body that had only just been born and a mind which had been denied pleasure for most of this world existence, seemed to coalesce into a woman who was both willing to try a lot of things and happy to experience them. Here and now her folds were being explored by tongue and even when release was reached there was no stopping the actions of Anos. Her body kept receiving new sensations and information. In this case added pressure to the nub at the top of her sex would turn her brain off for a moment. An utterance would leave her but after that first slow stroke all seemed well. Until of course, those same kinds of shock continued ot happen. At random and quickly to boot. Her squirming would surely never stop at this point and what was more, she couldn't get herself together enough to speak initially to this newfound experience. Why was this a thing to do? Why did she like it? All she could think in a moment like this was that she did not expect to be taken advantage of in such a way. Her body would continue to squirm just a bit as she finally managed against the sensational jolts which made her legs twitch to prop herself up on her elbows. She'd look down her body trying to work her way up to asking something specific, but alas it wouldn't really come to that... "Anos, what are you doing to me?" she questioned as her body seemed to find another release and her head fell back once again.

[Bloodedge]

Anos' tongue wandered the full length of Sin's crevice. Each time it reached the upper limits, her bud was flicked. Each time it reached low enough, however, it trailed back up just before reaching her entrance. He could not be distracted from any of his efforts, no matter how much Sin writhed under the attentions. Actually, the more she squirmed, the more content he became with his own efforts. The more her body seemed to fight sensory overload, the more he'd continue overloading her senses.

In this reality, there were a few beings that could be called the incarnation of Pride. Anos Voldigoad was among those beings, exuding superiority in all forms of confrontation. Though he lay beneath Sin presently, he stood above her in the metaphorical sense of this exchange. By the time Sin lifted herself and glanced down her body, she would find Anos' glowing orbs staring intently up it. She presented a question that would receive no answer. What was he doing? The closest she would get to a response was continuation, as the next descent of Anos' tongue did not stop as early as its predecessors. He continued trailing down and... forward, prodding his way into the first opening he found, slender though it may have been.

[Apollymi]

Anos was a prideful individual of that Sin was certain. Given what she knew of him so far, it made sense that he'd be so very skilled at even things most couldn't claim a lot of skill in. For instance the manipulation of Sin's body which he was already amazingly good at. Every time his tongue moved upwards her body squirmed only allowed relaxation upon his descent. She wished to keep her faculties about her, but seemed to be failing at it, with every movement he offered. The squirming of her body would never stop at this point, and by the time she looked down her own body, she found the man staring back up at her.

It would be a like to say she did not like the look of his eyes. In fact, if she was being honest, she quite enjoyed them, even so, to find him looking back at her when she looked down, that might have been her undoing. Her life had never consisted of an individual who had enough pride to stare so brazenly back at someone like that. She had no idea how such a thing was supposed to make her feel, but her heart nearly jumped out of her chest as her head fell back. Ugh, this was going to be something she both enjoyed and felt tortured by, she knew. And such torture would only get worse. This time his tongue trailed low and tried to slip into her opening. Ah, well now squirming would reach its maximum. She had said she'd never thought of running but here and now her body wanted to shift backwards her body sought reprieve even if her mind did not yet know it. "Anos, if you do it like that I'll shatter~" she mused. She knew not what breaking would be in this instance, but she knew it would be spectacular if he followed such a path to whatever ends it presented. She already knew a rolling sort of pleasure, but this was almost torturous, nothing but vibrations, emptiness and moisture between her thighs and the pressure applied by that warm wet muscle between her folds.

[Bloodedge]

It was not only pride that left Anos staring into Sin's face while performing this service. In truth, his own personal interest may have played a larger role. He knew what he was doing; there was no need to look anywhere else. He could tell how much of an effect he was having, even beyond the scope of prideful assumptions. Indeed, there was no room for hearsay in the mind of Anos; his pride came from a point of certainty, and that led to execution.

Such execution briefly had him locking eyes with Sin, at least before her body attempted exactly the escape he previously joked about. He'd seen that coming. Sin didn't have to think about running away for her body to act on the urge. For a moment, there was an upturn to Anos' lips while his tongue kept busy. Ah, Sin would shatter if he kept this up, would she? They had a similar exchange before, when the woman was known as Ki. If she shattered, he'd watch it happen. It should be nothing for a Creator of her caliber with infinite access to the Void, to simply restore herself. Alas... it seemed her shattering would not be so literal. Anos had no verbal response to give either way; he was quite obviously hellbent on keeping his tongue occupied until the Demon Queen's instinct became something overwhelming.

[Apollymi]

Certainty. One thing was certain, Sin was not going to actually escape this man in any way. Even if she'd initially had a mind to have a single misgiving about her marriage or relationship, the more time the spent together in debauchery the more she was sure she belonged where she was. She'd been so certain she was far above the antics of those around her, so in the know that it'd driven her nearly to madness, that not knowing this situation and being able to experience it moment by moment was refreshing. What as more, each and every movement of Anos' tongue, the radiating light of his eyes and even the turn of his lips as her hips tried for escape were something she got to experience in full glory.

And so it continued. Even after utterances, event after achieving the ultimate pleasure... that damned tongue kept moving about in her loins. She was almost certain this was the sort of sensation that killed people. She could feel her own heart racing, her mind blanking and returning in simple moments. She could feel the heat of her loins spreading and bursting outwards to all of her flesh. She could hear her own voice singing, uttering nonsense and even occasionally just Anos' name. Whatever was she to do? In thousands of years of living before this point, she'd never wanted to be so vocal. Never before had she tried to say so much while engaged with another. Perhaps that was the problem with her original life? No matter, she had this one and she would melt. So far above all that nonsense, she could fall endlessly into the Void that was Anos. She could achieve the ultimate pleasure by tongue alone that left her squirming and trying to escape ever so gently. She needed reprieve after so long. She had no functional idea how much time was passing, all she knew was that each and every peak reached seemed to send shivers up her spine and leave an aching almost hollow feeling in her loins after it finished. She needed, "More!~" she moaned that word with her hands now buried in black locks of hair. How was she ever to enjoy this so fully when she started to feel so empty. Those heart shaped pupils of hers were practically pulsing as she looked down into Anos' face where he was perched and lapping away. "I can't take this~" she stated. "I need more..." it was a conviction she felt in the depths of her soul, through the seal over her womb. She was rather certain that after so much stimulation, what she really wanted was for the Demon King to bury himself inside her and consummate their marriage.

[Bloodedge]

Time passed without Anos' tongue ever leaving the flesh of Sin's undercarriage, bar the few moments of flicking her love bud that occurred here and there. He acted as a man sent to feast, and in that case, his belly never filled. Sin was to be treated as the universe's finest delicacy, so he'd continue doing precisely that. This effort was no chore, no duty, no responsibility─ it was simply a choice based on Anos' own desire.

Of course, that desire was no longer his own exclusively. Two of the most prideful beings in all creation had made a decision this day, each granting themselves and their urges to the other. Sin was the bearer to Anos' carnal desire. As she came to crave "more" as she put it, he felt her desire as part of his own. That craving should have been clear whenever her fingers wound up intertwined with his hair, but... that wasn't enough of a sign for this grand occasion. He longed for the outcry of more than his name and random utterances. He needed that seal to respond to a ravenous hunger more powerful than the material world could handle. By his own choice, the consummation of this marriage would be something only possible within the Void. Finally, all the pieces were in place... so Anos could retract his tongue and show something rather interesting. Eyes that bore the original symbol of destruction flashed the same symbol shown on Sin's pelvis. "More? More of the same?" he teased. With that, Anos rose to his knees and held his tool in one hand. Based on throbbing alone, it would become clear that he was no less desirous than Sin herself, but... he'd have a bit of fun anyway. "I was actually thinking about using this instead. I'm sure you haven't forgotten this thing from the moment you were born~"

[Apollymi]

All that time and the demands of one of the most prideful individuals this world had ever seen had almost cracked to the point of begging for something. But no, she was too far above that, demanding wasn't quite right either. Instead of truly doing either thing, she'd taken agency out of the equation and given her desire directly to the soul of the man who'd spent so long buried face first between her legs. How very enticing it was to have him look at her so directly after finally stopping the movements of his tongue and finding the symbol etched into her body visible in those stunning eyes of his. That was truly something worth seeing, whenever possible it was truly something she enjoyed. More than anything the idea that this man was hers alone and would bend to her will knowing how much they both prided themselves upon their autonomy, well that was a reward all its own. And in exchange she knew she'd do the same.

Her demand of more was met by teasing, how very coy. An exasperated sigh would leave the former goddess as the muscles of her legs involuntarily twitched. "Anos, would you really choose a time like this to tease me?~" she questioned. Even so... she didn't truly mind his words. So long as he was to deliver what she was after, he could say what he wished in a moment like this. She could take the teasing of his words, while looking at the throbbing member now in his hand. Her eyes after leaving his face seemed glued upon it, such a commanding presence, his manhood contained. She truly couldn't help but look upon it in wonder. "As if I could forget. It occupies my thoughts in such a strange way... obviously I intend to indulge," she said coyly. "I wouldn't want to be kept waiting forever. Nor will you from the looks of things~" there was a pinch of impatience added to this moment. Still, that throbbing sensation between her legs became more of a dull ache as she wished now for the proper joining of these two bodies, in their wedded bliss.

[Bloodedge]

One question was presented. Upon hearing the inquiry of Sin, Anos laughed. Would he choose a time like this to tease her? Of course he would! "What better time is there?" he wondered genuinely. By Anos' own approximation, teasing a Creator of this one's magnitude was an occurrence rarer than a Qilin sighting. With an opportunity laid bare before him, there was no way he could resist. Besides... Sin's earlier show may have left him a little bit vengeful.

Sin's eyes were locked, just as Ki's had been previously. Anos didn't recall placing any mesmerizing effect on his groin, but if he'd done so by accident, he certainly wouldn't be undoing it. Sin even admitted that his girth occupied her mind, alleging that it did so in a strange way. One could only wonder what she meant by "strange" in this instance. "Strange, you say? I'm willing to question exactly how this fills your thoughts," he replied. Ah, but Sin was right; neither of them were willing to wait for very long. Both were pulsing with anticipation, and even during his attempt to tease, Anos had begun subconsciously rubbing the tip of his member along the same path his tongue previously followed. Just as his tongue once did, a downward motion eventually left the tip aligned with her opening, and pressing into it. "You're right in believing I don't want to wait. Delsgade is my castle, but I'd rather make a home here." As he said these words, Anos relinquished all notions of hesitation One hand kept a leg of Sin's held up while the other kept his tool steady, though the latter quickly abandoned its position as he thrust into the Demon Queen's core. In doing so, his visage was painted as a mixture of satisfaction and... interestingly, smugness.

[Apollymi]

What better time was there to tease a Creator? Well probably none, but that wasn't the point here. "I have no idea when the right time would be, obviously you're amused enough already~" she mentioned seeming to be just a little bit abashed. He had the strangest way of appealing to parts of her she'd forgotten could exist. Whatever the case, they were both apparently ready enough to move on, though not without their normal bit of banter.

Sin had confessed to the manhood of her new husband filling her thoughts in a strange way, he in turn was willing to question how it was strange... explaining such a situation, would be rendered a bit difficult. Considering while he teased his manhood had begun rubbing the path his tongue had so recently travelled. Each movement was itself a small form of torture, but not one she did not enjoy. "Well, at first it was a matter of sheer curiosity. I wondered initially how it could be different... and then I gained the experience and it became a matter of nagging visualization. Even covered it leaves my mind wondering, recreating it in my vision waiting, longing..." she mused even as that rubbing became something quite serious. "It's truly a thing of wonder~" she mused. She wouldn't deny the visual attraction she had to his manhood, but it wasn't simply the look she enjoyed it was all the accompanying, nagging, intrusive thoughts that seemed to shake her very foundations. Never before had she held such interest in a tool she thought was solely for creation, now she only wished understand it fully well before such utilization would ever be a thing considered necessary.

Ah, and she'd get to. It appeared that though Delsgade was Anos' castle, he had a preference for a place to call home. And with such a statement he'd go about sliding himself towards her deepest reaches, after aligning himself. It seemed from this position she could see him. There was much satisfaction in her own face and a great deal in his as well. But there was something else... confidence or something rather similar to it. Regardless, she found it at least a little enticing. It was interesting to know his plan to make home within her person, "If you wish to make this place your home, I see no reason to argue. I quite like you there~" she teased herself. "Or would it be more accurate to say, welcome home, Anos~" she mused gently. She'd never experienced penetration quite like this before, she knew this act only for duty... so of course, this lifted leg, eye contact and satisfaction felt even before the great act of creation itself was something new and exciting. It was also quite the filling sensation, she'd felt her body try and tighten around this invader almost immediately, if she were to say, she'd admit to missing such a sensation in the moments immediately following her rebirth.

[Bloodedge]

Anos was, in fact, not nearly amused enough. There was so much more enjoyment to be had, and so much more he would be seeking in the foreseeable future. Sin would not be spared his attention, his effort or his show of interest and amusement. One would only expect Sin to respond in kind, and indeed she did. Her interest in his groin was initially sheer curiosity, but eventually became her imagination running amok after knowing what could be done with it. A sense of longing came as no surprise to Anos, who fully understood what the woman had been missing during her time in Celestia. It was only natural to seek additional joy upon finally discovering joy itself. Now, Anos had the joy of turning imagination into reality. . .

It went without saying that some new form of creature would be born between Creator and Destroyer one day. The way these two addressed one another, any should expect a newborn of any time they wound up alone together. Their purpose had not once become procreation, however; this was a matter of enjoyment alone. Even now, all other unnecessary thoughts fell by the wayside of Anos' mind as he plunged into Sin's being. The Demon Queen mentioned liking him in his alleged home, but quickly rescinded the clause in favor of a welcome. With that, it seemed they were fully on the same proverbial page. "Oh? So quick to accept a new way of being, you are. I shouldn't be surprised after earlier," Anos mused. Tighten as she might, the male was ready and willing to begin pivoting his hips, shifting the whole of his length within her in steady stride. He was in no rush, so slow and steady was how he began. Alas, that repeated throbbing belied further desire just beneath the surface of his actions.

[Apollymi]

Sin was left almost writhing beneath the man she was with. it was so hard not to squirm under his attention and oddly it was satisfying. Though her body had chosen to tighten around its intruder it would seem that he would not be quelled. Instead of submission in any form, throbbing and pivoting was the response. He moved in ways that touched places deep within her person which had never even known the gentlest brushes. Even this slow and stead pace could be considered jarring by that logic. Her breath was already quickening, her heartbeat reaching almost doubled pace as her own hips began to shift to meet his in that same slow set of movements.

That throbbing of his, would be met by a gentle pulsing within the body of Sin. This woman could not help but respond to that which had invaded her senses so thoroughly. She had only praises to sing, even of her decision to accept and adapt for the sake of this newfound set of experiences. "You shouldn't be surprised, it's easy to accept a way of being when you're the one presenting it~" she teased ever so gently. Even with those words leaving her mouth there was much more to take in. Her current positioning left her looking at the man above her moving in and out of her core. She realized in this moment, she'd never had use of this angle to witness someone at and found that she liked watching the movements of Anos' body as he worked his hips and manhood in and out of her. Sin had to admit she was developing quite a varied set of interests. And all would feel into the building pleasure at the end of her being. Each slow stroke was something accepted and eventually one would push her over the edge, causing her body and mind to stop in a brilliant flash of sensation which would leave her near breathless. She imagined such a feeling could only be made more fulfilling by well... being filled in the same moment, but surely such a thing was entirely too precise to aim for right?

[Bloodedge]

The rotation of Anos' hips was something that would seemingly never end. This slower pace was something he found himself enjoying quite thoroughly after witnessing various mortals take the approach in consummation. It was almost easy to understand why they chose this method... almost. It didn't truly match his ideals. Anos didn't presently possess a thirst for romance or anything of the sort, though he could foresee some enjoyment in it. Sin seemed to be having a decent enough time watching him move at slow pace within her, just as he was enjoying the time of watching her expression shift gradually.

Ah, there was also the shared notion of accepting new states of being easily when they were presented by Anos himself. Such a dangerous statement that was. By that logic, there were a great many things he could suggest at any given moment─ things that would alter a life without issue. "Talking like that, you'll end up contorted and flooding the whole Void for the next cycle," he claimed.

Even with this slow pace kept up, Sin managed to discover elation in the form of release. Anos could feel something resembling a tingle, as if his loins were being called to. Was this the effect of the seal? In part, it was. Whether Anos answered or not, while being something he could decide, was nothing he would refuse here and now. As such, the apparent 'filling' Sin desired was a wish to be granted right away. "H'oh? It looks like there's no point in questioning whether you know what you want or not," the male commented as his seed spilled forth once again. Sin's interior was cramped enough as things were, but he could feel the space being further filled by fluid. Ah... he could feel it gushing out onto his own pelvis as well. "Hmm. Maybe I'll hold it back a little next time. I was only joking about the flood, but it looks more like I'll be the cause of it. Oh well. How goes the inspiration of a Creator now?"

[Apollymi]

Ever watching and seemingly enjoying. Sin was a far less scrupulous individual. Well, that wasn't entirely true, she just happened to know what it was she was enjoying and was fully willing to commit to that enjoyment. Of course, knowing that much of what she watned and having Anos to chat with was something of a new dream of hers. She'd mentioned how easy it was to go along with life changes and been teased in reply. According to Anos, such a statement would lead to her being contorted and flooding the whole of the Void for the cycle yet to come. A smirk crossed the face of the Creator Goddess... "Oh? Well... that doesn't sound like it'd been anything bad... what kind of contortion I wonder? And how will the flood start?" she mused cheekily. Surely he didn't actually mean to twist her form in a way that would damage her and surely the waters of her own loins could not create a flood. But if it were possible, she saw no reason to avoid her own enjoyment. The Void was lacking in connective features, a sea wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.

Much to her general pleasure, that little hint of desire was enough to bring forth a spillage of supreme quality and quantity from Anos loins. Within the tight confines of her own body she felt another surge of energy and what was more, the sensation itself which was something of a great vibration. She couldn't help but enjoy the feeling her loins gave her. Teasing words of Anos aside she wasn't at all displeased with these events as they unfolded. Her body still took in more and more energy. She was bound to create something wonderful, what about gardens... this was a castle after all... every castle needed gardens. The thought would likely be enough to create seedlings and grasses across the grounds. Anos then asked how her inspiration was going. A sigh escaped her as she tried and failed to properly catch her breath. "It's going well I think. I seem to be overflowing~" she mentioned. "That's no reason to stop though. It is a celebration and consummation... I can't have you withholding, even if a flood were to begin~" she mused. She was so open to more, so easily falling into everything. Her body was buzzing and those eyes of hers pulsed as hearts. She'd let Anos satisfy her any way he wished, she wanted to learn all the things he knew and as many things as they could continue together. Eventually, they'd run out of things and create something new together, wasn't that exciting?

[Bloodedge]

"It depends on the mood," Anos said in regard to Sin's alleged contortion. He'd seen many ways to reorganize a body for sexual purposes, and quite a few of them seemed quite pleasant. As for the flood however, there was only one true option if it were coming from Sin. Once she reached capacity in terms of mana, the only place for it to go was out into the Void. Considering how things had been going between them thus far, Anos imagined there would be a physical manifestation of said mana, resulting in floods both figurative and literal. "You tell me. How will the flood start?"

There was purpose in Anos' question, just as there had been purpose in its predecessor. According to Sin, her inspiration was coming along quite well. When he asked about it, it had nothing to do with her creativity. What he wondered was her inspiration in relation to their current dealings, which he would infer from her answer regardless. "Overflowing indeed. That may be my fault. But, since it's no issue... let's move on." In speaking these words, Anos halted his movements and waited, not taking unto himself the initiative of withdrawal. He wouldn't be holding back a single thing, but he was also keen to continue learning of Sin's preferences. "So, are you going to share that inspiration? It is our celebration; I wouldn't take all the fun for myself. I want to learn how you want to... create."

[Apollymi]

Apparently the type of contortion that Sin could experience at any point was mood based. That was an interesting bit of information, she wondered what kind of mood he'd need to do what sort of things exactly. More teasing words appeared from Anos, who claimed to want to know about the flood. "I assume it will start as all things... with a drop~" she teased herself. Of course, she had no idea what would be the thing to push her over any particular edge, after all... there was still so much she didn't know and so many things she didn't understand yet.

As they moved along, it seemed that Anos was willing to take blame for her current overfilled status. But that wasn't all... he claimed they could move on and wished to know her own thoughts on how such a thing should take place. His wording, like her own was a bit metaphorical, but given it'd been her own metaphor his meaning was quite clear. He wished to know how she wanted to progress in their current endeavors. He claimed that it was their shared celebration and he wouldn't want to take it all for himself. Her eyes widened just slightly at the utterance. Her face gained an extra tint of red as she processed those words. It was almost unfair for him to say such a thing. She'd never considered even enjoying the act, used exclusively to create before this point. What was more, he was so honest and clear with his interest in her 'inspiration' as he put it. There was just a little tingle since he'd come to a stop and she found herself smiling just a bit. "I... didn't expect you to ask me that..." she said squirming just a bit. "You happen to be my favorite thing to watch so I'd like to continue but perhaps sitting up right," she thought of sitting in the center of this bed facing him her own legs wrapped around his waist. She thought to grind her own hips against his to the point of being offered more and more. Maybe experience more of those passionate kisses, surely there was more of that to enjoy. Yes... that all seemed about right. She felt it in the depths of her soul. She'd pass that sort of feeling along as she took it upon herself to separate them and begin moving into such a position. If one like Anos went along with it, she'd end up in his lap as she imagined lowering herself back onto his manhood as she stared into his eyes. Yes... that would do fine.