Emergence (Closed for Alexavious and Lucian_Devine)

Alexavious

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In the year 2022, the Large Hadron Collider was once again switched on for its ten year anniversary, to conduct experiments measuring Gravitons and how the molecules were theorised to traverse alternate dimensions. It was a triumph of science and our understanding of time and space... followed immediately by utter world changing disaster. CERN scientists conclusively proved the existence of parallel or multiple dimensions that overlap our own, however during these studies there was a massive explosion that tore a hole in the fabric of reality. The accident, which some would later call "the emergence" caused a second world to be merged with out own, overlapping everywhere all at once.

The new world, Abeir-Toril, was one thought of in fantasy and stories, and yet it and the creatures that resided in it were real. It was later theorised that those who had the inspiration for such tales were actually peering through the veil and glimpsing beings and places that truly existed. Monsters, fantastic people and even magic. Suddenly our technologically advanced world clashed with a magically advanced one and it was utter chaos. Death, destruction, fear, pain and panic. It took years and the collective might of both the Earth Governments and so called "Heroes" and "Kings" to finally bring order and eventually peace. It was ten years before the new laws were settled and people began to actually live their lives again.

The most difficult to accept was magic. Arcanium as others called it. The learnt ability to manipulate reality with constructed phrases and a concentration of will. One of many new Laws passed was the control of these powers to trained professionals, under licence and the watchful eye of the "Circle". The Wizards council took the control of magic very seriously, and if anyone was caught practices raw arcane spells without a licence was heavily penalised. Despite this, progress couldn't be stopped and thus began the partnership between the Circle of Wizards and large tech companies. Microsoft was the first to produce the newest "Technomancy" smart phone with magically enhanced apps. Minor spells could be coded and cast by any user, from creating magical images and audio effects, to healing small cuts or even setting up a recall teleportation spell. Eventually magic was anywhere - hobs and cookers using fire magic, fridge and freezers keeping cool with ice magic, lights, fans, TVs and even cars. Magic became the norm and accessible to anyone at the touch of a button. After being sent nearly back to the stone age, magic use revolutionised life and brought all the races together. Cities were restored and the world went on.

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2043. In a small side street in the centre of New New York, there resided Mama Ilanea's - a private and exclusive club and Brothel for those that could afford their exquisite services, It was a well-known secret that beyond the stairs, not only could one enjoy the pleasures of the flesh but unusual and rare magics were employed to heighten the sensations. The usual law enforcement turned a blind eye and even the Circle somehow seemed to ignore what went on beyond Mama Ilanea's mahogany doors.

Victoria exhaled softly, giving herself just a moment to compose herself before she pushed past the bedroom door. She was immediately assailed by the sounds of hard, wet thrusting and the moans of pleasure. The room was decorated in the standard plush reds and deep purples, beautiful silks and velvets and deep redwood panelling. Candlelight flickered with the breeze of the door, flames everlasting, casting shadows about the room. Two forms moved together on the bed. A human male lay naked on his back, though Vicky could only make out the balding crown of dark hair on his head and his less than muscular figure. On top of him, moving in perfect rhythm up and down his engorged member was Lydia. A dark skinned Elven woman in peak physical condition. She was one of the more athletic women here at Mama Ls, with ribbed abs and small breasts that ended in black nipples. She was typical High Elf, with elongated features and high pointy ears that gave her such a regal appearance. Her beautiful skin glistened with sweat from her unfaltering exertions.

Victoria always tried not to compare herself to the other girls though with so much flesh and sex constantly on display, it was hard not to. She was shorter than most, with a curvier frame and a reasonably sized bust. In fact, as she still had to wear the "uniform" which consisted of a red and black lace nightie, thong and thigh-high stockings, most patrons would often confuse her for one of the serving girls. Especially those that liked their girls... demonic. Victoria's large black horns, nestled in thick auburn hair, curled outward from the top of her head and spiralled back in.

Lydia glanced up and smirked but never broke her stride. "Ooo we've got company sweetie. Vix, you finally joining in?"

Victoria rolled her eyes jokingly as the man craned his head round to see who was standing there and grunted. "A Tiefling? Sure, why not. The more the merrier. Come, sit on my face."

Shaking her head, Victoria simply gave him a polite smile before turning her attention back to Lydia. "Mama says you can't give freebies anymore Lyd. You know she'll chuck you out if you keep doing it."

Lydia put on a pouty face and sighed, "But. He. Feels. So. Good." She moaned, punctuating each word with a hard thrust, impaling herself right to her hilt with each stroke. The man simply chuckled as he held on tight to her hips. "Do you mind Sweetie?" she purred, coming down to press her chest against him, her tongue sliding out to kiss him so passionately. The pause did its job and he was immediately squirming, his legs shaking as his body was locked beneath hers. "You don't want to see me get in trouble?" she rolled her hips slowly as she whispered and the man shook his head emphatically.

"No no I don't mind, I can pay this time." Lydia beamed and straightened up once more to begin bouncing on his cock. She threw Victoria a wink as the Lavender coloured woman slipped out. It was a common routine with Lydia for new clients and more often than not, it established a good returning relationship even though she didn't actually provide anything for free. It was one of many jobs Victoria had here at Mama Ls...
 
Kruxus trod slowly up the steps, regretting the double shift he'd just worked for far from the first time. Eight hour shifts were bad enough, but then he'd taken Thud's shift as well making it a solid sixteen hours on his feet outside next to the large mahogany doors.

Mama Ilanea's brothel rarely had to make use of the internal security personnel, let alone the external security personnel. Still there were those rare occasions where some idiots might try to protest outside, break in, or otherwise damage the private and exclusive club.

Kruxus didn't normally take on extra shifts, but a woman had been interested in Thud, which wouldn't mean much if Thud was human. Thud was half ogre though, making his odds of finding a woman pretty low. So even if he didn't want the extra shift or need the extra money, Kruxus didn't have it in him to turn the man down. Sure, the woman was half troll in her own right, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that.

So, with a sixteen hour shift behind him and nothing more than the thought of his bed in his mind, Kruxus literally didn't have a care in the world as he walked up the stairs and rounded the corner. Again, this normally wouldn't be so bad if someone else wasn't also trying to take that exact same corner at the exact same time but moving in the opposite direction. Kruxus felt the Victoria before he saw her, felt in this context of course meaning plowing straight into her.

Kruxus had been mid stride as he came around the corner with all of the momentum his muscular six foot frame moving with him. With the height and weight difference between them, he barely felt the impact of their chests meeting. His foot even kept moving forward making him almost trip over her as much as run into her. A lot happened in a very small period of time then. One clawed hand moved to around her as the other moved to brace against the wall so that they didn't fall. He struggled briefly to rebalance them, his clawed hands and feet flexing and digging in to get a grip on the walls and floor. Even his tail unfurled from around his waist to help them maintain balance.

Time almost seemed to stop then as Kruxus held Victoria against him and made sure they weren't going to fall. Only after those eternally long couple of seconds did he finally straighten up, relax, and let her go. "I-I'm sorry Victoria...I didn't...I mean...Are you okay?"

Kruxus was stuttering and stammering in a way that was completely foreign to him. I mean hell, he was a six foot tall proud and confident dragonborn. Everything he did and said had a purpose, and yet here he was acting like a fumbling virgin. His violet eyes tried to meet her gaze, being the only part of him that could reflect such things. Every other part of him was silver colored scales, claws and horns, and spikes, including his head. What might have passed as eyebrows, a beard, and hair was all spikes. The ones on his cheeks and top of his head swept backwards with the ones acting as a beard pointing downward from his reptilian mouth, including one small one pointing straight up at the top of what would be his nose.
 
One moment her mind was in her own room, going over the intricacies of her latest project. The work was detailed, tricky and most importantly, fun. It often occupied her thoughts even as she meandered her way though the corridors on one task or another, fetching more lube for Charlotte, recharging the Arcanium focuses in the lobby or even hosing down Mary-Bo after one of her mud sessions. As soon as each job was finished, she would rush back to her studies to hopefully make further progress.

The next moment, she was pressed against the taut and rather hard muscular form of another being. In the inmeasurably long seconds that ticked by, she desperately tried to work out exactly what had happened. She remembered hitting something very hard, her jaw's complaint easily testified to that, and the feeling of falling though she hadnt actually gone anywhere. The conclusion? Clumsy Vicky had once again wandered into trouble.

There was no doubt in her mind, as she was untangled from the very pleasant if not rather scary looking Dragonborn, that it was entirely her fault. Victoria only sort of recognised the figure before her, identifying him as one of the security staff but she couldn't but a name to the face. She dealt with that side of the business so rarely as they never needed any chores doing, and she could only remember once when one of polymorph spells had gone awry and turned one of the doormen into a pixie. Even then, when it was her job to operate the dispel magic, the man had gone on his way so quickly, she hadnt even seen his face. Though she was pretty sure it hadnt been a dragon man...

Even as the man began to address her, she was backing up, hands raised. "Fuck! I'm so sorry, I'm so... that was totally my fault, I mean, I should have heard you coming because you're so big... shit I mean you're not big, well, you are big but not fat... fuck ok so what I mean is you're bigger than me and so I should have heard you so you know its not your fault and you shouldn't be saying sorry and perhaps its me who should be making it up to you... uh not that I... I mean I'm not a... you know I'm not one of the girls, even though I'm wearing this..."

It was at this point that she looked down at her full, round breasts that were on display like two ripe melons on a supermarket shelf and her jaw slowly dropped. Almost comically, she raised the two ends of the neck strap, so neatly cut and her blue eyes grew to the size of saucers. She looked up at Kruxus and emitted a squeak before bolting, pushing past him and taking the stairs as quick as her little legs could take her, ignoring all the leers and cheers at her flappy chest as she ran to her bedroom and slammed the door....
 
Kruxus noticed the wardrobe malfunction that his claws had caused immediately after he spoke. He'd dropped his gaze from hers and had been about to add a bow to his apology when she stepped back and raised her arms, but her violet-colored nipples distracted him from it.

"I...um...your..." Kruxus started three times as he tried to alert Victoria to her situation, which she likely hadn't noticed due to the minimal coverage and support the garment offered. Her frantic and stuttering attempts at an apology made it all but impossible for him to get a word in edgeways though. He wasn't sure how long the two of them stood there like that before her apology found a roundabout way to her "uniform". Time seemed to slow down then as her predicament dawned on her. Her jaw dropped, she fumbled for the severed straps of her nightie, her eyes grew huge, and she slowly raised her blue eyes to meet his gaze before she let out a soft but adorable squeak and bolted past him up the stairs to her room.

Kruxus heard the cheers of every patron that saw and heard Victoria along her journey, but it wasn't until he heard her door slam that he was snapped out of his stupor. It was in that moment of clarity that he remembered the other potential problem that his claws could have caused. He looked down at his claws and was relieved to see that there wasn't any blood on them, but still he followed after her, his eyes focused on the floor as he looked for blood. Even it's absence didn't reassure him though, and he knew that he wasn't going to feel better until he made sure that he hadn't cut her.

There was a moment's hesitation when Kruxus reached Victoria's door before he finally forced himself to knock. When there wasn't a response or the sound of movement heading towards the door he knocked again. "Victoria...are you okay...my claws...your back...are you hurt...I just..." The creaking of the door cut him off, and his violet gaze reflected his concern as he watched her peek her head around the corner through the tiny crack.
 
Dragonborn physiology was not one of Victoria's speciality, but even she could see the man's concern as she peered around her bedroom door at him. She had managed to throw her dressing gown over her shoulders for a little additional modesty though even that was made of a near sheer silky fabric that didn't do much to hide her revealed form. She kept one arm across her body even as the other one clung to the door. Feeling more comfortable in her own domain, she had managed to calm down a little bit and even managed to offer a small reassuring smile.

Pulling the door open fully, she gestured for Kruxus to enter. As he stepped past her, she could see Jules grinning her impish Halfling grin and doing a lewd finger gesture with a wink. Victoria simply threw a scowl and her own 'fuck off' finger gesture before closed the door quietly behind him. There was indeed a little nick on the nape of her neck where a claw had cut the skin though it was just red and not bleeding. Wordlessly, Victoria crossed her cluttered room filled with books, knick-knacks, spell components, clothes, make-up and jewellery to the little mirror on her work table and tried to look at the tiny wound. It probably wasn't even worth any attention but if Mama saw it, she'd demand to know what happened. There was no guarantee that she'd believe Victoria's clumsiness, she seemed to turn a blind eye to that sort of thing. Victoria remembered once when she'd knocked a whole stack of plates over in the kitchen, the serving boy who had placed them there went the entire evening without food save for the bits that Victoria had snuck him.

Tutting to herself, Victoria received her phone, casting an appraising look over to Kruxus. Through her phone, she activated a person identification spell, with her own personal silent modifier. Trying to be discrete and covering it with a stretch, she pointed the phone in Kruxus' general direction and tapped the screen. Soon her display was filled with information pulled from Mama Ilanea's servers:

Name: Kruxus

Background: Born a human in Abeir-Toril, Underwent the Rite of Rebirth before "The Emergence" to become a Dragonborn of Bahamut.

Employment History: Various general security details (personal protection/escort/security for transport). Hired by the "Circle" for similar. Employment Self Terminated without notice or documented reason. Hired by Mama Ilanea.

Payment: Room, board plus standard packet.

Primary Duties:
Door Security, Perimeter Patrol, Roof security.

Secondary Duties:
Internal security, Basement security.

Interesting. The man had access to quite intimate areas. Clearly trusted, a wonder Victoria had not knocked into him before. Quickly, so as not to make the poor man wonder why she had invited him in only to have him stand there, she pulled up the localised healing spell and handed him the phone. "Care to do the honours?" she finally said, pulling her reddish hair to one side and lowering the back of her gown.
 
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Kruxus was relieved when Victoria pulled the door fully open and gestured for him to enter. His violet gaze naturally wandered around the room. He hadn't been in too many of the girls' private quarters, but he also found it rather fascinating. So many girls, all working the same job for the most part, yet their rooms were anything but alike. The décor was the same of course, same colors and furniture for the most part, but it was the small things that set each of them apart. Some girls proudly and prominently displayed the tools of their craft, ensuring that they were easy to find and reach at a moment's notice, while others like Victoria had more personalized things like preferred books, movies, and knick-knacks.

Victoria's movements naturally drew Kruxus' attention, and his gaze quickly landed on her as she was looking into a mirror and trying to get a good look at the small but noticeable red line that marred her otherwise flawless lavender skin. He bowed his head as she turned towards him. Even her gown and arm could only do so much to shield her body, especially when she extended one arm to stretch. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd strained a muscle or something of the sort during their brief entanglement.

When Victoria extended her phone towards him and asked if he'd care to do the honors he simply nodded and extended a clawed hand to take it. He was careful with his claws of course, as he always had to be in normal company now, not to cut her hand as he took the device from her. He looked at the device briefly, just checking to ensure that she had the localized healing spell prepped before turning his gaze to her once more.

Victoria had her back to him of course, holding her reddish hair to the side with one hand while the other held her robe in place after letting it fall just low enough to give him clear access to the cut. He placed one clawed hand flat against her skin, noting the warmth that radiated off of her. His other hand moved the phone close to the small cut as his forked tongue flicked out subconsciously. The sweet and smoky scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, distracting him for the briefest of moments as he was reminded of a camp fire. He savored that thought for just a moment before forcing himself to activate the spell. The phone let emitted a soft blue light that illuminated the area, making the cut stand out for the briefest of moments before healing it, thus making it disappear.

"Good as new..." Kruxus said softly when the blue light disappeared. His tongue flicked out once more before he pulled his hand from her back and took a step back. He bowed his head once more, noting that with their height difference he had a clear view of her in the mirror that she was standing in front of, with the near-sheer gown leaving little of form to the imagination.
 
The familiar warmth of Arcanium flooded through her body. While the target was localised, she still felt the magic tingle all over and send tingles all the way down her spine. She let out a little sigh of pleasure, before twisting to try and once more look at the spot of now unblemished skin. Satisfied, Victoria smiled at Kruxus reflection before turning back towards him and gently taking back the phone. It only briefly registered at the back of Victoria's mind that this was actually the first time she'd had a man in her room. Normally, it was frowned upon though not strictly against the rules. Mama L preferred clients stay in the specific client rooms where situations can be monitored. Kruxus was staff though, so surely that was fine?

Gently, Victoria chewed on her lip as her mind raced. Mostly, she just longed to return to her work but she felt like she had to offer something to make it up to Kruxus, he'd been so kind and concerned. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she beamed at him, "Kruxus..." she made a point of using his name now that she knew it. "You want to see something cool?"

She didn't wait for his response, instead moving out from the desk and jumping onto the bed like a young girl, she curled her legs underneath her. It was clear she had completely forgotten about her see-through gown, which was barely closed anyway. Her face was aglow with the brilliant light of her phone as she tapped away until it began to hum with the familiar vibration that Technomancy was often associated with. She placed the phone face up in front of her on the bed and cleared her throat, positioning her hands as if she was holding an invisible bubble above the device. Throwing a quick confident smirk to her guest, Victoria spoke a few phrases in the specialised Arcanian language of spell-use and the room was bathed in beautiful purple light, emitting from the screen and coalescing around her hands. Two small circular discs opened where her hands slowly shifted, creating what appeared to be a localised portal that she shifted so that one was pointing at the Draconic man and the other at herself.

Victoria was ecstatic, the giddiness of using magic successfully sending goosebumps across her skin. She grinned and waved through the portal, sticking her fingers through it. "Just imagine..." she whispered as if it were a secret, "...all the self pleasure you could give with this. Or you know, for those people who like a good glory hole? I call them Glory Portals! What do you think?!"
 
The sounds that Victoria made as the healing magic did it's thing pulled at Kruxus' heart and mind in a way that he hadn't experienced in a long time, as did the satisfied smile that she gave him through the mirror after she turned to get a look at the now perfectly smooth and flawlessly uniform lavender skin that had once been so briefly marred. Though he didn't truly relax until she took the phone back without any further incident.

Kruxus could see the gear in Victoria's head turning then as her lip found it's way between her teeth. Her eyes suddenly widening again told him that she'd figured out whatever had been on her mind, making her excited use of his name not catch him off guard. He couldn't have possibly expected what she said next though, nor the way she quickly and excitedly glided around him and jumped up onto the bed like a child. There could be no mistaking her age when she turned around and plopped down and curled her legs beneath her though. Her full and round breasts bounced freely during the motion, barely contained or covered by the mostly sheer nightgown that was only barely closed. He even caught a glimpse of the thong barely covering her pussy and the hint of a landing strip barely peeking over. It all happened in the blink of an eye though, because soon his gaze snapped up to see her face aglow with a carefree look that was illuminated by the light of her phone.

It was impossible not to wonder what Victoria was doing on her phone, why it made her so happy, and that Technomancy was involved. The telltale hum and vibrations were a dead giveaway. What he didn't expect though, was her putting the phone down in front of her, clearing her throat, and moving her hands like she was holding something. Unless the phone had somehow made an invisible ball or something above itself he wasn't sure what he was supposed to be looking at. The quick and confident smirk she shot at him told him that the best was yet to come. A few phrases in the arcanian language that he recognized but didn't understand was the last piece before the room was suddenly engulfed in a bright purple light before shrinking back down, no not shrinking. His violet eyes looked on as the light encircled her hands creating a small disc in each hand. Then the purple light dimmed greatly, but the spectacle was far from over, for within each circle of purple light was hole, no a portal maybe?

Kruxus suspicions were confirmed when Victoria manipulated the portals, moving one in front of him and one in front of her. He saw her as though he were mere inches away from her rather than the several feet separating them. Her face was alive with the elation that she felt at what she'd done, and the feeling was infectious to say the least, even before she whispered her words, words that he heard clear as day because of the portal. She moved her fingers through the portal, showing him that it wasn't just a parlor trick, and he couldn't resist the urge to lift one of his clawed hands and tenderly glide a claw down her finger.

"You'd have to be careful though." Kruxus whispered back, "Too much self pleasure might just put us out of business..." A thought came to Kruxus' mind just then, just as his claw had finished gliding down one of her fingers and was about to glide up another. "Since we're talking about glory portals and sharing cool things..."

Kruxus let his words trail off as his reptilian head dipped a bit closer to the protruding fingers. His mouth opened as he concentrated on something. His tongue slipped from between his teeth, and it slid up her finger as his claw had. It wasn't warm or even wet though, but in fact ice cold. He exhaled slowly, maintaining his ice breath as his tongue reached the top of her finger, slowly encircled it, and glided down, surrounding the digit in it's coldness as he stroked his tongue up and down like it was a tiny cock.
 
With wide fascinated eyes, Victoria watched as her fingers were teased by the almost prehensile icy tongue. She knew, vaguely, that the Dragonborn possessed an almost magical quality in their breath. Though in recent years, scientists were zeroing in on the chemical compounds that aided in the different qualities. Still it was another to experience it first hand. It was almost painful, like grasping ice cubes, but the way he was able to move his tongue... it was so... erotic. Her cheeks flushed as her mind moved to the various techniques she had witnessed as she passed through the rooms and how a tongue like this one might be incredibly popular. Indeed the one Yuan-Ti or "Serpent Woman" they had on staff was very popular with the ladies.

As she felt her body react to such lew thoughts, she snapped her fingers away. In the stunned silence that followed, she began to giggle, and then laugh even as the spell fizzled and collapsed with a dramatic flair of Arcanium light.

As the giggles subsided, she tilted her head to one side. "You know you might be able to shift jobs, I'm sure plenty of women, and men, might enjoy such teasings..." she winked again and leant back on her elbows, appraising him with an exaggerated look up and down. "Hmm... yes, very popular..."
 
Kruxus couldn't help but lift his gaze, even as his tongue continued it's torturous teasing. He loved how big her blue eyes got as they stared, transfixed on what he was doing.

The moment shattered when Victoria snapped her hand away and closed the portal. Kruxus wasn't truly angry though, just a little sad that he couldn't show her the other half of the trick. Still, his violet eyes watched her both as she started to giggle and when she stopped and spoke about him potentially being able to change jobs.

"Heh...maybe..." Kruxus started as he took a couple steps forward. "But you only know the half of it..." He said teasingly, or as teasingly as was possible through the draconic mouth. Still though, his violet eyes tried to show what his mouth couldn't, darkening just a touch more as he held Victoria's gaze and took another couple of steps forward. "Would you like to see the other half?" He closed the last bit of distance, extending his hand down to her as an obvious invitation while he stood beside her bed and looked down at her in the seductively relaxed pose she was in.
 
As Kruxus approached, Victoria hesitated, furrowing her brow just a little as she fought the urge to crawl backwards on the bed. The air in the room had changed, there was a charge that made Kruxus' hushed words seem all the more intense. It reminded her that she didn't really know this man and yet she'd invited him into her room, had all but displayed herself to him and even flaunted her magic about. Mama L would be most displeased about that last point, she hated it when Victoria showed off 'House Secrets' even to the other employees. Likely due to the fine line she danced with the authorities.

Vix knew she should stop him, to cover herself and bid the man goodnight. Hell, at the very least, she probably should take him for a drink somewhere more open and just talk to him for a moment more. But there was nothing more powerful than her curiosity, especially if magic was involved. So instead, taking a courageous deep breath and letting the frown slide off her eyes to display a more playful smile, she gently took the offered hand.

"Can't say I'm not intrigued, what other secret talents might you have I wonder?"
 
Kruxus couldn't help but notice the change in Victoria as he approached, not that he could really blame her. Their size difference was substantial, and she was in a pretty vulnerable state. So, with all of the negative possibilities it was hard not to admire her when she smiled and extended her hand to place it in his.

Victoria's playful words and smile softened Kruxus expression as much as possible, his gaze flickering back towards it's normal violet color before his head started to lower once more. His tongue flicked out once more, wet as normally expected this time as it touched, circled, and then glided down the finger he'd bathed with his icy breath. He held her gaze as his tongue slid back up her finger and then seemingly retreated as it unwound. He found himself wondering what she was thinking and if she briefly thought that was it or was disappointed. There would only be a moment or two for such thoughts though, because when he exhaled his tongue was laced with the tiniest stream of blue electricity, electricity that quickly found it's way to the finger that his tongue was touching.

Kruxus naturally didn't hesitate though, just like he hadn't hesitated before, and while his tongue was bathed in that blue electricity he circled her damp and likely still quite cold finger once more, and also just like before his tongue slowly slid down the finger it encircled before gliding back up and repeating the motion, once again treating that digit like a tiny cock.
 
As Kruxus slowly bent, lifting her hand to his mouth, she was once again stunned by the man's sensuality. He was obviously a large man, and she had more than half expected him to be rather brutish and crude. The way his eyes darkened in the briefest of moments spoke of an underlying hunger that her 'uniform' was designed to bring forth, but she was glad of the smiles he flashed her. In fact, if she was honest with herself, if he wasn't as cheerful she would probably have asked him to leave. 'Guess this makes me hot for Dragonborn now...' she thought to herself light-heartedly. You never knew what sort of kinks you might have lurking until the situation arose.

Kruxus was once again demonstrating his skilful tongue and as amazing as it looked, it was the same as before. She watched, waiting, breathless, eyes wide to see what would happen next. When he seemed to pause, her eyes narrowed ever so slightly but she didn't even attempt to move. He'd bigged this up now and if there wasn't any more to it then he might just find himself leaving.

Then the electricity came and she gasped as she felt it shoot right down her arm. It was so small that it wasn't painful, just a little jolt that both heightened the cold sensation in her fingers and made all her hair on her skin stand on end. As his tongue enveloped her digit, it felt like the whole thing vibrated, sending pulses down her arm. It wasn't unlike one of the tools they had down in the basement, though she'd never been brave enough to even touch it despite being the one who had enchanted it.

Indeed, her mind wandered to what this might feel like elsewhere and she once again let out a salacious laugh. "Am I right in saying you've done this before?" she asked playfully, "you certainly seem to know what kind of... effect this might have on a poor defenceless girl like myself?"
 
The gasp that his display pulled from Victoria was everything Kruxus had hoped for and more. He could even see the hairs on her arm standing on end, and he couldn't help but wish that he could feel what she was feeling. Still, despite his jealousy, he loved to do it and loved the response that he got each time, even if the interaction never went any further than that.

Victoria's laugh was as infectious as her smile was, and Kruxus couldn't help but cock his head to the side as she playfully asked her question, likely knowing what the answer would be.

"Maybe once or twice..." Kruxus said after he pulled his tongue back from her finger, his voice so soft that it accentuated the vibrato in his deep voice even more than usual. "I was born human after all, not that I'd have to be to appreciate your beauty..."

Kruxus let his words hang in the air as he moved his other clawed hand to gently trace the tip of one deadly sharp claw down her hand and slowly up her arm, taking the sleeve of her robe along for the journey, even if it could effortlessly shred the material like he'd accidently done before.
 
It was clear as a summers day what was going to happen next and Victoria was trying her hardest to suppress every clumsy and awkward instinct in her brain. She thought she was doing well so far because despite the outfit and the smooth, light purple, skin and sensual curves, she really wasnt good at this. Not that she was about to suddenly announce that she'd only ever been with two other men and one woman in her entire life, and none of them were quite built like Kruxus was. A shiver of nervous trepidation shook her core, but her smile remained soft and what she hoped was coy.

She sat up straight, careful not to scratch herself against that sharp claw of his and slowly, while still gazing into his eyes, untying the dressing gown and letting it fall open. Her round breasts, which had hardly been concealled anyway, were free to his inspection. Gently she arched her back, a trick she had learnt from Lydia to subtly enhance the fullness of her chest.

"You'll have to tell me all about that..." she whispered, genuinely interested in the process, "...but maybe... another time?"
 
Both Kruxus and Victoria were clearly aware of his claws as she sat up straight, an otherwise dangerous proposition with such a sharp claw so close to such tender and unprotected skin. It was a small miracle in a way, given that she'd held their eye contact through the full of it, eye contact that somehow continued to be maintained as her own hands lifted to undo the tie of her gown and letting it fall open.

Victoria's own whispered words joined his, being left hanging in the air as the lovely woman arched her back a bit, presenting her full and round breasts to him for inspection. His gaze didn't immediately go to the lovely lavender globes or the beautiful violet nipples though. No, he continue to hold her gaze as he slowly leaned down and forward once more, easing her dainty hand back down to the bed as he moved his other clawed hand to her taut bare stomach. The same claw that had been previously gliding up her arm now slowly traced it's way around her belly button, once around each breast, further brushing her robe away from them in the process before finally moving up towards her collarbone. His other hand joined it as his lowering head glided past her cheek barely grazing hers with his.

"I'd be more than happy to tell you all about it..." Kruxus whispered softly as he inhaled the sweet and smoky perfume, his hot breath kissing her neck as his claws grazed along her shoulders, brushing the gown over them to fall behind her. "Another...time..." His words continued as he gently eased her legs apart with his and slowly lowered himself to his knees before her, his tongue flicking out to follow the same path his claws had taken from her collarbone, bringing the same ice cold feeling she'd felt once already. It would naturally be a bit less pronounced this time, since it wasn't focused on such a small part, encircled by his tongue, or lingering on a single part of her...yet.

The cold feeling let up a touch as his tongue snaked it's way between her prominently presented breasts, and he couldn't help but wonder if she'd understand why, even as he let his gaze, darkened with his rising lust, lift to find hers once more. He didn't need to wait long between uses, and sometimes not even more than a handful of seconds, but when he felt the tingling in his heart that told him his body was ready again, his tongue started to move again, this time starting to slowly circle her left breast. His hands joined in the teasing as he slid them slowly up and down her back, using just the flats of his palms. His tongue snaked it's way around her breast in a slowly tightening spiral, the cold feeling following along the trail until it dragged a slow circle around her unsurprisingly erect nipple and ended with flick that had either side of the forked tongue flick up either side of her nipple and a light pinching from the center of the fork.

During the brief pause between uses his hand glided back around her body to palm her other breast. He went one step further there too though, pulling his hand back a bit as he slowly closed it, gently dragging all four claws against her skin, and even going so far as to have them trace up her nipple with surgical precision. No sooner did his claws leave her skin than his hand was gliding back around to keep rubbing her back. His tongue picked up where it left off again, this time with the cold once again being replaced by the lightning. He dragged his lightning-infused tongue around her nipple in rapid circles before shifting to even more rapid flicks as his lips closed around the distended nub and his hands held her prisoner before his relentless assault.
 
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Gently, each moment drawn out in heart-pounding anticipation, she allowed her legs to be parted as he moved before her. There was something so dangerous about those claws, like playing with knives and yet he wielded them ever so teasingly. Victoria expected to have to use another healing spell by the end of all this, the miracle of modern magic meaning that she wasn't really concerned about the nicks, scrapes or even hickies that she might receive.

As he moved closer, she could smell the days work on, a manly musk that was oddly intoxicating. Trailing her hands about his shoulders and neck, she offered sweet sighs as he lowered himself, exploring her body with that icy tongue. It was as if someone was trailing an ice cube down between her breasts, her skin tingled with the sensation that seemed to electrify her body. Goosebumps gathered on her arms and her hips gently squirmed as those piercing eyes met hers again. She gave her head a little nod, like she was giving him permission or encouragement, but then Kruxus continued with renewed icy breath and Victoria let out a giggle that switched into a soft moan as he grew nearer to her dark tightening nipples.

Yes, there was no doubt Kruxus knew exactly what he was doing and thank god because it felt so intense. Victoria had always had sensitive nipples, and they often featured heavily in her solo experiences. It felt so good that someone was taking their time with them as well. Her eyes drifted half closed as she ran her hands over his head, feeling the unusual scaly skin and finding the shapes and angles of each of his protruding spikes.

Her breathing began to quicken and she released a slightly louder moan of approval, her lips curling into a smile at the sound of her own voice. The feeling of ice on her nipple was incredible and the shape and dexterity of his tongue was a unique experience. Victoria's eyes snapped open as the cold switched to the shocking vibrations of lightning and she immediately arched her back more, pushing her breast and nipple further against Kruxus' hungry mouth. "That's... fucking... fuck..." is all she could make out.
 
Kruxus' reaction to Victoria's words and arching back was both immediate and instinctual. His hands pressed more firmly into her back, holding her like that as he let out a low and rumbling groan that was only barely stifled by the lavender flesh pressing in and around his mouth. No sooner did the lightning fade from his tongue than his lips closed tighter on her nipple, working and suckling like a starving babe as he drank in every word and sound the beautiful woman before him made. He felt like he could linger here for hours, worshipping her lovely body in every way he knew how, and hopefully making some ways up on the spot.

It was only with tremendous effort that Kruxus was able to pull his lips away from the distended and puckered little nub, but only after giving it one last slow drag around with his tongue, ending in a sharp flick just for good measure. Only when he'd made that seemingly herculean leap did he bring the ice back to his tongue, spiraling slowly up her other breast now. Her reactions told him that she was more than ready for something...else, but it just didn't seem right to leave ignore her other nipple, especially when it was just as puckered and enticing as the one he'd barely managed to leave.

Kruxus repeated his previous process almost step for step, right down to him bringing a hand around to her breast when the ice faded from his tongue. He took even more care with his claws on her breast and especially her nipple this time, what with the goosebumps that covered the skin and the unpredictable puckering of her clearly sensitive nipple. Only then, with most everything else repeated, that Kruxus finally deviated from what he'd done before. He didn't go straight for the lightning this time, but rather chose another round of cold, this time with his tongue focused exclusively on her nipple. It didn't just circle this time either, but curled around it, surrounding it with that ice cold sensation and dragging his tongue first one way and then the other, almost as though he were trying to twist it with nothing more than his tongue. Only after a second brief pause for his breath to recover did he finally switch to the lightning, his violet eyes almost black as they flicked up to get a good and long look at her reaction as his hands took the initiative and archer her back again, pulling her nipple further into his mouth as he sucked, circled, and flicked the helpless nub.
 
The intensity of the sensations would have made Victoria collapse had she not been held in that upright pose by Kruxus' strong arms. She felt like she was melting and the man was eagerly drinking her up, maybe soon she would be nothing left and she didn't care. Her nipple fell from his mouth with an almost audible pop and she caught his stare once more. Her chest rose and fell with her hard breathing and her soft purple cheeks were flushed a deep magenta.

As she watched, she could see the muscles in his neck flex and she understood the pauses now. Wordlessly she twisted slightly to offer the other one despite the yearnings of her flexing, wriggling hips. She let out little 'ah' sounds as he drew closer and closer to her nipple and finished with a hissed 'yesss' as he lashed against it. It was amazing how it felt both like a tongue and two tiny fingers, able to tease and flick and suck all at the same time. The icy touch was almost too much, a touch of cold pain almost but Victoria was not about to pull away and it was... a good pain. She never thought she'd like it, pain was definitely something she always avoided and she even barely glanced at the basement rooms when she had chores down there but this... Then the lightning hit again and she let out an involuntary squeak and a giggle, grasping her shaking hands around his neck and holding him as tight as she could.

What had likely been only minutes had felt like a solid hour or more and as fucking fantastic as this felt, the screaming coming from way down south could hardly be ignored any longer. She released Kruxus' head and gently applied pressure to his shoulders to give her some wriggle room. Her eyes danced with a heated expression, her lip caught firmly in her teeth as she lifted her legs and planted her feet firmly on the bed, heels to bum, even as she leant back on her arms. Her excitement was obvious, the small underwear garment that remained was wet and plastered to her skin. As much of the little reddish brown landing strip that was visible above the low cut lace was tampered with perspiration.

Panting for breath, her body quivering, she waited and watched...
 
Kruxus absolutely loved the way that Victoria had to hold onto him for dear life as she just enjoyed the sensations that he was all too happy to give her, especially after that desperate clutching came moments after an absolutely adorable squeak and those infectious giggles. He'd seen her magenta cheeks and heaving breasts and couldn't stop the low growl that rumbled in his throat, even as he feasted on her once more.

The most perfect icing on this sensual cake had to be the way Victoria pressed on his shoulders. He loved that she felt comfortable to take even this tiny bit of control, even as she'd been primarily on the receiving end of all the oral ministrations. He certainly wasn't about to deny her though, especially when she lifted her legs, braced her feet on the bed against her ass and all but lewdly let her knees fall apart. The scent of her arousal hit him full in the face, pulling another low growl from him, even as his dark eyes found hers once more, looking at him from between those lovely heaving breasts, a lip once again adorably caught between her teeth.

Victoria excitement was as clear as day, both from that face and the way he could see her body literally quivering with anticipation. A single claw slipped beneath her thong, the only thing separating him from the pussy that he was all but itching to taste. Then, after a single lift and pull from his claw, the thin material split down the middle and fell to either side. His head dipped down to join the torn fabric, his tongue flicking out as he continued to hold her gaze. It didn't go straight for her pussy though, but slid along her inner thigh. The salty taste of her sweat-slicked skin was strong but far from offensive, as evidenced when he let that tongue glide along her thigh towards her sopping wet pussy, getting oh so close to her labia before skirting just around them, up and over her protruding clit, and around to her other inner thigh. Only after that double taste did he finally reverse course with his tongue and finally add the icy touch that she was likely getting accustomed to. The icy touch wasn't the only thing he added though. His arms hooked under her thighs, his arms bent, and his clawed hands pressed flat against her thighs, keeping her legs spread for him as he circled her sex once, starting a fraction of an inch from her opening and dragging it along her labia, up over her clit, down the other labia, and back to where it had started it's journey. Then and only then did his head shift closer so that he could press the fatter part of his tongue against her opening before dragging his tongue up her slit. The combined taste of her skin, sweat, and arousal made him quiver with anticipation at what was to come. The icy coldness faded from his tongue a split second before his tongue pressed against her clit. He then lifted his tongue up, letting the entirety of it drag along her clit before ending that lift with the same flick of his tongue to her clit that he'd given her nipples, with one fork on either side and the slight pinching feeling.

Kruxus let his tongue back off a touch then, moving back to circle her sex once more. When it reached her opening once more, he exhaled again. This time though, there was neither an icy cold feeling nor the electricity, but rather a slow searing heat. He followed the exact same path he'd done before, tracing over the icy cold areas with the heat this time. Just as had happened with the ice, the heat faded from his tongue just before his tongue touched her clit. This time though, his tongue didn't retreat. It circled around and dragged against her clit on all sides as his breath recovered, and only when he was ready once more did he dip back down to her opening. The icy feeling returned once more, but his tongue didn't circle her sex, but rather slid quickly up and down, ending each rise with a flick of her clit and each fall with a press of the long, flat, and forked organ into her pulsing sex. The stronger taste that he got when his tongue dipped inside her was almost enough to tear him away from his plan, almost. His tongue didn't retreat when the ice faded though, but returned to her clit, circling, dragging, and flicking until he returned to the strokes with that searing heat once more. He repeated every other step in it's entirety though, from the flick of her clit, the stroking of her slit, and the plunging into her cunt.
 
It really was like dancing with a knife to her sex, the cool metallic-esk feeling of Kruxus' claw gilding against her abdomen to hook into her thong. The way he lifted it, she prepared to lift herself so that he could slide it off but before she had a chance, he had shredded the fabric, making her gasp in surprise. There was a moment where their eyes met and then she laughed. A simple mending spell could probably stitch those back together if she was that concerned, but right now she had other things on her mind.

She settled back on the bed, propping her head up in the crook of her arm so she could see down her body to Kruxus' ministrations, the roughness of her dark horns imprinting into the flesh of her bicep. That tongue whipped out again, every bit as teasing and interesting as before. She was once again convinced that Kruxus had had many a girl in his bed with the way he teased her, making her hips squirm each time he grew closer to where she really needed his tongue to be. Then came the ice and she almost purred her pleasure as the intense cold travelled this time up her spine. The way he held her, claws pressed against her legs, it was like he was ensuring she wasn't going to get away but there was no way she was running from this, not now when her body was demanding so much.

Each time his tongue encircled her clit, her body gave a sensitive jolt and her eyes slowly rolled back in her head. Still he continued to tease her, swiping this way and that way, making her heart skip and breath come in ragged gasps. In stark opposition to the now chilly skin, the heat came as a welcome surprise, letting out another feral purring growl from the back of her throat.

Then finally, true ecstasy as his tongue found its mark. Her back arched and her hands scrunched into the mattress as he began the rhythmic flicking. Fuck that ice felt good, Kruxus' could definitely get a job here with that tongue alone. The steps he repeated over and over made her body shake and she was not shy with the moaning vocals. Victoria managed to untangle her hands and one went to the top of his head to make sure he kept the pace, nails dragging against scales, and the other found a breast, pulling and pinching the nipple in time with Kruxus' tongue. She shuddered with every plunge as the long muscle seemed to find every sweet spot on the roof of her entrance and she writhed with every whip of her clit.

"Ahhh don't..." she managed to hiss out between breaths... "don't... stop..." it didn't seem like he was going to but the words tumbled out. She could feel the familiar rise, the warm tingling began to spread. The back of her head pressed hard into the mattress as her body flexed and wriggled, unable to escape from sensations that began to rock her core. She could feel it building in the pit of her stomach, the wave growing and growing, threatening to smash against her.

It was close now, so close, her breathing was short gasps as she willed that wave to fall. She almost begged for it, whispering 'please' over and over. If he stopped now she'd probably have broken down in tears. And then it did fall and her moans were cut into silence as her body almost locked up. Her mouth just hung open, her fingers pulling a single nipple taught, her legs clamping tightly against Kruxus' head, almost painfully against some sort of spike. The explosion sent hot and hard pulses throughout her whole body and when she did eventually collapse, thats when the moan finally escaped. Victoria went limp, only just managing to push Kruxus away gently. Dark Auburn hair plastered her face as she tried to focus on him with a goofy smile....

"Fuck..."

She knew she had to collect herself and fast. While the man didn't seem to be in any rush, she hadn't even touched Kruxus' yet and he had just feasted upon her such sweet pleasures. The goofy grin turned to what she hoped was a smouldering, hungry look and she crooked her finger towards him...
 
If Kruxus could have spent hours feasting on Victoria's nipples then he could certainly spend years between her thighs! He savored every sultry sound she made, basked in the way her body tensed, quaked, and jumped and the way her head lolled to the side her eyes rolled back in her head. Those were the only times they ever truly broke eye contact, and even if he could blame her for that, he certainly wasn't going to, seeing as it was his actions causing those reactions. He especially loved the hand that she'd placed on his head to ensure he kept up the pace that she clearly loved. She didn't quite find a head spike to use as a handle to guide him where she wanted him, but he expected she'd figure that little trick out soon enough.

There was only one thing more beautiful to Kruxus than an aroused woman, and that was a woman in the throes of an orgasm, every other part of her thrown to the wind for those brief moments, and he happily built Victoria up, playing her body back and forth between hot and cold while each iteration only served to push her higher and higher, closer to that peak that he craved for her. He didn't have to wonder if she was building. No, he was right there with her, and even as she fell silent and her body locked up, he redoubled his efforts, focusing them purely on her clit, knowing that she was right on the edge, so close and yet so far from what she truly wanted, all while he wanted nothing more than to push her off that cliff. Hell, even her legs had locked up, frozen in place as they clenched hard against his head, overwhelming even his strength and leverage in that moment.

Victoria collapsing back onto the bed told Kruxus everything he needed to know, not that he was going to argue with her lovely breasts heaving up and down as she struggled to get air into her lungs either, and they were lovely to be sure, covered in a thin sheen of sweat and glistening in the light of the room. His tongue had kept up it's pace, pushing her towards that tumultuous high, and he'd been ready to keep going, always wanting to give a woman multiple orgasms when it was possible, pushing them from high to high, but weak and gentle push backwards was all he needed to pull his tongue back and sit back on his haunches as he continued to watch her. She was a sight to behold after all, her dark auburn hair plastered to her forehead with sweat as she struggled to focus on him, that same adorable goofy smile on her face. Yes, he knew what that smile meant. She certainly hadn't been expecting this when she woke up this morning, let alone from him of all people.

When the goofy smile disappeared and a bit more determination came to Victoria's face, Kruxus knew what was coming next. The crooked finger beckoning him forward was more of a formality than anything. He continued to hold her gaze as he eased his arms from beneath her splayed thighs and rose slowly to his feet. The hard scales that normally shielded his penis had softened with his arousal, allowing it to slip free. It now stood tall and proud, like an eight inch tall cone with a tapered tip. It was narrowest at that tip, being only about the size of a finger, but it did not have a defined head and a uniformly sized shaft beneath it. The closer it got to the base, the thicker it got until it was about the size of a fist at the base, and being held in place and unable to retreat by his scrotum that was just a touch thicker than that.

Kruxus made no mention of his penis though, nor made any move to touch it as he moved to crawl up on the bed with her. Watching Victoria try to crab walk backwards on noodle limbs that had been mostly drained by an orgasm pulled a soft chuckle from him, even as he continued to crawl with and eventually over her once she collapsed back down to her back after having made enough room for him on the bed.

"Is there something I can do for you my dear?" Kruxus asked in a soft and seductive tone as his large head bowed towards Victoria's before darting to the side so his tongue could extend outward and flick against the pulse point on her neck, even as his rock hard cock rested against her thigh, the tapered tip pointing directly at her.
 
With a gaze that travelled down his body, Victoria's eyes widened and her mouth dropped a little as she spied the magnitude of her partner's Draconic member. It was unlike any that she had seen before and with the glow of post orgasm still circulating through her system, she longed to touch it. It would be a challenge to accept that whole thing inside her, considering how little experience she had with large objects, but her body tingled with the anticipation of feeling that thing inside her.

She shifted to allow room for him and grinned as he crawled on top of her. It was a little daunting having this large man positioned above her, making her feel so diminutive beneath him. Her hands immediately came to rest on his sides even as he made her sigh into him as he teased her neck. Ever so gently, she shifted her legs, letting his cock just grind lightly against where it rested on her thigh.

From the fog in her brain she heard his words and chuckled. So he was going to make her beg for it, was he? That was his game? Fine then.

"Please..." she breathed in his ear as she planted little kisses along his shoulder and up his neck, feeling on her lips where hard scales turned to soft around his throat. "Please..." she whispered again, drawing closer to his ear. "Please...Fuck Me... Fuck Me Har..."

BANG BANG BANG. The hard familiar knock on her door. She froze, praying silence would make her go away.

BANG BANG BANG BANG. Even through fist on wood, she could sense the impatience of the figure beyond, the 'I don't have time for this' presence of Mama L herself.

Victoria looked up at her lover with a little wild panic in her eyes before clearing her throat. "Ye.. Yes? I'm just getting changed..." she lied, wincing and hoping Jules hadn't dobbed her in. There was a soft grunt and she got the feeling like Mama had just let go of the door handle. If she'd walked in at that moment, she would not have been best pleased.

Her gruff Goliath voice reverberated "Well hurry up. You're needed in room 17. That machine you set up for Senator Hutches the other day? Well he's back and he wants it twice as powerful. He's in the waiting room so you've got 5 minutes." She didn't even wait for a response and her footsteps could be heard as she stomped down the corridor.

There was a moments silence that passed between them, locked there so close to fulfilling their desires. 5 minutes was no-where near long enough and a disappointed frown creased Victoria's brow. Then she brightened once more and grinned at Kruxus. "Want to see if I can make you cum in five minutes?" She said cheerfully up at him, nibbling on her lip once more.
 
Kruxus always did love the look on a woman's face the first time she saw him. He enjoyed seeing their eyes widen and in some cases, like this one, their jaw drop. He always wondered in that moment what they would do next. Some panicked, some fled, but some were clearly eager like Victoria was. Still, he liked to hear the words before he took that final step.

As the words he wanted to hear started to come from Victoria's lips, breathy as they came between kisses she trailed from his shoulder, to his neck, and finally up towards his ear, a sudden pounding on her door shattered the atmosphere and made both of them freeze in place.

Both Kruxus and Victoria hesitated then, hoping that whoever was on the other side of the door would go away if they didn't say anything. The second round of pounding both dashed those hopes and was all but a dead giveaway of who was knocking. Their eyes met as that realization hit them at almost the same time. She was the first to speak of course, him speaking would likely get them both in trouble.

The sound of Mama's voice confirmed their suspicions, but also all but killed their chances of being able to finish what they'd started. Victoria's disappointed frown disappeared quickly though, which Kruxus found a bit curious until she spoke once more. Her words were confident, but the lip she nibbled on told a slightly different story.

"Heh, I'm game if you think you're up to the challenge." Despite his words, Kruxus didn't immediately dismount, but took just enough time to let shift his hips back and then forward and up, cleaving her velvety pussy lips with his cock and running it up the full length of her pussy before finally turning his hip and rolling off of her to his back beside her.
 
'Challenge'... it could very well be quite the challenge especially as Victoria had only performed this a handful of times and it was very hard to practice on a toy. Still, she had watched this particular act many times from the other girls and she'd had no complaints from the guys she'd been with. She briefly considered what would be kinder, to start and have to give up or just to not try but perhaps any amount of effort was better than none. She'd feel really bad if she left him 'blue' but she also feared Mama returning. There would be no knocking a second time.

The chain of thought fell away as she gasped in surprise, groaning as her legs shook with the intensely sensitive press of Kruxus' hard cock against her. It would be so easy just to have him push into her but she didn't think she could let him go once he started. She followed him, settling comfortably between his legs. His cock looked so much bigger now that it was at eye level, resting against his abdomen, twitching against her soft breath.

She knew she didn't have much time, though how she would have longed to take the minutes to explore every bump and vein, every pressure point that would make him groan. She could see herself worshipping this man-hood for hours, instead she had less than five minutes. She glance up to meet Kruxus' gaze even as she confidently reached over to lift him and begin to stroke him. It was so thick and heavy, the head already slick with his excitement and a mixture of the brief contact with her own. Victoria licked her hand to make it slick, transferring the saliva to the large phallus.

Her eyes fell once more to the beautiful cock she beheld, leaning forward to planted her ruby lips right on the very tip. Her wet tongue worked circles around his engorged head before her lips closed about it, drawing slowly back in soft puckered kisses. She continued like this, the seconds ticking by as she continued to lick and kiss, sucking on the end like it was a sweet lolly, gently grasping the base between her fingertips.

As she shifted her position, she let his member go to fall against his belly. With long strokes, she dragged her tongue up his full length to tease all the sensitive bits, flicking against the join at the top of the head. Then she journeyed back down again to suckle and slurp on his undercarriage, teasing his balls as she pulled them into her mouth. Victoria picked him up with a firmer grip this time, her fingers wrapping around into a fist. Yet she continued to tease him with her tongue, licking and circling, tasting the erupting precum as it leaked from the tip of his cock. As the flavour danced across her palette, she let out a small groan of her own, giving him a firm squeeze to push more of the clear fluid into her waiting mouth.

Wrapping her lips around him once more she slowly moved her head back and forth, her cheeks indenting slightly as she sucked him. Each stroke took him up and out of her mouth, and then back down to just past the head, interspersed
with those tongue lashes. Just when it looked like she was going to go all in, she let him drop once more against his body and started again, licking and sucking on his balls and giving long strokes of her tongue up his shaft.

She lifted him once more and he slipped between those wanton lips. It was faster now, more intense, she worked the head back and forth, her fist moving slow strokes too. Then she went deeper, taking a long hard breath as she
pushed about half of him into her mouth and held him there as her tongue lapped the underside of his cock. It was about as much as she could manage but that was the pace she set, bobbing back and forth, tongue working overtime. Her eyes rolled up to meet his as she pushed him deep again, not quite reaching her throat as she hadn't worked out how to do that yet but still filling her small mouth...
 
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