Loveless and Wicked (IC - CLOSED)

[Zamdrist]

This thread is closed to Zamdrist and bluerosekissed. This is a role reversal on The Unholy Seduction of Feya the Dryad.

Characters/Players
Tyna (Tie-nah) - Zamdrist
Viola Nightingale - bluerosekissed

Premise: Succubus seduces Dryad.

Orientation: Lesbian

Tone/Flavor: Highly erotic but mild word usage

Setting: Forest, cave, other

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Loveless and Wicked

Succubus. A diabolic creature with a voracious sexual appetite and possessing a terrible beauty. This one happened to be named Tyna, and she watched over the mountain village with a keen eye. She took care not to be seen of course, her species far from welcome in the human realm. The naked creature watched on. Demonic wings folded up, her snarl revealing small sharp fangs folded down the sides of her mouth. Short horns peaked up from the front of her head through long dark raven hair. Her breasts were buoyant and full, nipples hardened as they often were when she sought out prey. Prey she sought, easy if it could be found. With dark violet eyes she watched the villagers move about, and taking note of the stock of men as well as women. She spied a young male as his affections were visibly spurned by another villager, a blond woman. Through her careful watching over several days she had often see this particular male working late in the barn. The eve was not far off and her mind made up, she backed off from her place of observation to await the setting of the sun.

Not long after the night came Tyna returned to the outskirts of the village. Predictably there was a glow of lantern light from the barn. As Tyna stepped out she called forth a skill of her kin to transform into any humanoid shape. Her wings shrunk and disappeared from her back, fangs gone as well as her horns. Over her arm was a cloak which she wrapped around her form. Her face and hair changed too, mimicking that of the village woman. She made her way to the barn quickly, and opened the door just enough to slip inside, not wanting the light to spill out into the courtyard and draw attention.

"Marinne?" The male villager said. He was a simple man, dressed in trousers and work shirt. A plain looking human with dusty brown hair, and eyes that lacked anything resembling worldliness. He was standing up at a table working on a leather harness.

Tyna stepped forward, scanned to her left and right for any other people. The dance her and her prey would do required privacy.

"Are we alone?" Tyna asked. She had to be certain, mistakes were unforgivable.

"Yes, there is no one else here. What is wrong Marinne?"

Always clever and sly Tyna explained. "Nothing...I...well I wanted to apologize for today." She stammered.

"Oh, well...that is okay. Perhaps..." Began the man.

Tyna moved aggressively. There could be little time to waste. She pressed up against the man and forcibly kissed him. Surprised though he was, the man recovered, and relaxed and for the time being unaware of the life-force Tyna slowly drew out of him. Likely only counting his good fortune. She then pushed him down so he was seated on his workbench. She climbed on top of him as he laid back. She kissed him roughly and the man tensed, unsure of what was happening but still complying. She drew yet more of the man's strength out of him. Tyna's cloak fell open and he could see her naked form. His eyes widened, any concern he may have had gone for the moment. She ripped open his shirt and bit his hairy chest and nipple. The man winced, a look of confusion passing over his eyes. He now noticeably felt his strength sapped. The cloak slipped off her body and onto the floor. The man still had enough wits about him to grope Tyna's breasts. She growled in pleasure, almost a snarl, her excitement nearly getting the better of her. She re-focused and tore down the simpleton's trousers. His bare legs were hairy too, his phallus fully erect. The man began to protest. The look Tyna gave him silenced him though. This one was easily culled.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Viola Nightingale

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Dryads are the guardian of the forest connected to the earth mother a spirit responsible for all life in the world. Viola young for a dryad was like the summer vibrant alive and curios about the world she lived in. As of now she was slightly wilted more in a fall then her usual summer the forest was too silent. Instead of entwined in ivy on some tree she was wrapped in dead wool covered in dry earth. She was in disguise for the forest was too quiet; she was on her own away from the whispers of the grove.

Viola found her life less rewarding then she had as a sapling the duties of the grove were far less demanding then they had once been. The death of so many mundane to disease and war had allowed the forest to flourish. Which turned out to be a bad thing, well at least for a guardian of the forest hart trying to prove her self to the old growth? Viola was not a fighter she did not have the strength of a bear, the speed of a wolf or the strike of a falcon. What she did have was the patience of an oak. Yet something new had entered her forest something that seemed to be doing her work for her.

So instead of acting Viola had thought and thought until she had decided she needed to know more. So she had left her home in the hart of the wood going among the humans the mundane dressed as one of them. The experience had been a shock humans were weak, stupid, and smelled awful. Her prey was far less callous about the way she was interacting with the humans blending in almost seamlessly with the fleshy mass. Only her nightly excursions separated her from the pack for humans still feared the dark.

Only after many days and several trips back to the forest she had yet to get the woman alone to confront her. She dared not expose herself to the mundane a thing that was forbidden by all of the Faye. She pulled the cloak tighter around her head her long green hair and red eyes would not easily be explained. She gathered her will and again thrust her self into the chill night in search of her victim. The enemy of my enemy is my friend or so she hoped for she hated to fight.

She stroked in long blond locks the deep crimson running away from her eyes in a few minutes the illusion would be complete. “Willow” a man asked turning her around and planting a big kiss on her lips. “Who are you” she asked trying to figure out who this man was and why he thought he knew who she was. Her only thought is who is willow as he kissed her again and she kissed him back.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna

Tyna mounted the man and slid down his erect shaft. She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around his neck. She moved up and down roughly, savoring the sensations, herself already generously lubricated. The man started to struggle now, convinced something was amiss. This was not the chaste Marinne he long pined after. She had him pinned however, and the man's strength was gone, no more than child's now. As he looked on in horror, fangs grew out the sides of Tyna's mouth, as did the horns from her forehead. Gone was the familiar face and blond hair he knew. The man tried to cry out but she silenced him, tightening her grip around his throat and issuing a wicked hiss through her fangs. All the while, she continued to pound up and down on his erection.

As Tyna's climax approached, the demonic wings spread out from her sides in a flourish, her transformation back to succubus complete. The pleasurable sensations reverberated between her legs. Saliva bubbled forth between her snarling lips. In the throes of her pleasure she must have crushed the thing's windpipe. The erection dissipated quickly. Frustrated Tyna bit the man's neck and drew out the rest of his life force. She was no vampire, though blood she did draw and enjoyed the taste. There just was not much left for Tyna to drain and angrily she raked out the corpse's eyes with her nails.

Movement between the slats of the barn caught her attention, and she silently swore. Tyna looked about the barn quickly for an exit. There appeared to be none, other than they way she came in. She might be discovered, and that was unacceptable. She looked above her and saw the barn loft, filled with stacks of hay. Quickly she snatched up her cloak and flexed the muscles of her back, half jumping, and half flew upward, her wings propelling her up to the loft. She would have to leave the body of the man as is, to be found by the villagers. Tyna berated herself for not planning better, and for allowing her hunger to get the best of her. She moved toward the back of the loft behind some blocks of neatly stacked hay bales. Just then someone entered the barn below. Tyna searched for some way out of the barn and found it in a latched portal, a vent of some kind that lead through the roof of the barn and into the night. It was large enough for her to make an exit, and she pushed open the hatch. The rusty hinges creaking causing Tyna to cringe. She leaped out into the night beating her leathery wings furiously, wanting to put as much distance between her and the barn as quickly as she could.

Into the night she flew, and if one where looking at the right time and right place, they would see her naked and winged silhouette move across the full moon. She paid no heed or concern to the blood-curdling scream of horror coming from the barn.

Tyna made her way back to her cave at the foot of the nearby mountain. She was thankful for the privacy and relative comfort of her familiar cave. Her modest abode was hidden cleverly enough and the immediate area seemed bereft of any curious humanoids. She struck up a fire and rested upon a bedding of blankets and furs she had stolen. She reached for a flask she kept close within reach and drank the wine, watching the fire grow with dark lavender eyes. She recalled the imagery and sensations of the evening, dominating her prey and the subsequent copulation. Sleep slowly took her however, and her hardened nipples only softened after slumber took her completely.

 

[bluerosekissed]

The body was already cold by the time she arrived the scent of evil clung to the man like perfume she could almost taste it. “It’s a witch I tell you” shouted one of the men as she made her way to the front. She would have to wait to the morning when her powers were at there peak and she could trace the vortex of evil to its source. The body was slowly covered in cloth a pity he had been a well endowed man in life. Even in death he was making trouble refusing to leave a dignified corpse. The place she found to rest was in the heart of a small garden a place for her to dream.

Only dreams did not come to her, night came with its black foulness and swallowed her filling her head with lust. She pictured the two as if she was there her body that of the man’s reacted to his desires. When she woke she found her body covered in sheen of sweat her legs slick from a very different fluid then the tears that marked her face. Dew clung to everything it permeated her clothing and filled her breath. It was not hard to follow the trail to the cave buried deep in the hill side.

Bone marked the entrance as if some great beast had once lived there bones of humans and things that may have once resembled humans. She crawled over the surface the grace beneath her body like a second skin. The entrance was small a chimney or air hole for what ever live beneath her. She was forced to strip of her cloths to fit through the narrow slit taking only a dagger gripped in her teeth. Rocks scrapped her skin as she made her way to a pool at the fork of three tunnels.

One led out and two led deeper into the tangle of dark corridors was the beast home or out hunting for fresh victims. She turned right the left then crawled deeper into the tunnel the first cuts already oozing fresh blood. Her long locks of blond hair were matted with mud and blood she would not be happy to meet this demon.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna

Tyna's eyes snapped open. What awoke her she did not know. She languished in the folds of her bedding, the fire now just glowing pieces of ember. She stretched her legs out and arched her back. If the moistness between her thighs were any indication, it was likely a dream that awoke her and she regretted its memory escaping her. Instead she lie there with her eyes closed and images came to mind. Nothing substantial or specific and genderless, yet lush with curves and warm flesh. That flesh enveloping a true soul. A soul unlike hers, bright with hope and free from care. Tyna's fingers found the moistness between her thighs, soothing herself. She didn't notice a wicked black nail breaking off from her smallest finger of her unoccupied hand, clutching the bedding in feral pleasure. Nor did she take to mind the dark strands of hair from her head lost in the folds of blankets and furs as her head thrashed about. Pleasing though it was, she craved for the substantial. Her body and mind craved the hunt of prey. She sat up in her bedding and drew a long drink from her flask of wine. Out of a sack she drew some sustenance, strips of cured meat and bread. A noise from above caught her attention and she looked up. Grains of sand, and pebbles sprinkled down. She peered closer yet saw nothing amiss.

She could not tally longer and got up, cloak in hand and set out the entrance of the cave. She made her way on wing and foot to her customary hiding place where she observed the village from. The human folk appeared to be about their usual activities like any other day, men and women alike. She wondered how the discovery of last night's prey might complicate matters. There appeared to be a gathering at some structure, a house of worship it seemed.Tyna took note of its location as she would steer clear of such unpleasant things. However she did spy two young women scurrying off together, hand in hand. Carefully Tyna positioned herself so she could follow their movements. They were not much past the birthing age by Tyna's estimation. The two hid behind the church, away from the funeral gathering. Tyna watched on as the two kissed, and pressed their bodies together. Their hands moved about each others forms. With care Tyna moved closer so she could memorize the countenance of one of the girls. She favored the one with long blond locks of hair and fey like complexion. The other had auburn hair and a similar fair face. Satisfied she pulled back to a safer place but kept her eye on them. From her prior days of observation she recalled now these two girls. The one sneaking up to the others second floor dwelling under the cover of darkness and without the knowledge of the older adults.Tyna pulled back to a safer place, a plan forming in her devious mind.

Tyna awaited the coming of darkness with impatience. Her prey called to her. She tried to calm herself and reminded herself to proceed with caution. But the sweet call of lust battled with her. The possibilities the chance sighting might provide her were enticing. It was a rare opportunity she would loathe to pass up. Her nipples hardened with excitement and she verily panted through her fangs imaging the girl's flesh and taste.Tyna tried to compose herself as best she could, trying to focus. She would not return to her cave until after the deed, and content herself to hiding among the mountainside rock, hidden from prying eyes until the time was right.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Viola did not find what she expected to find even if she had no idea what she was looking for, this was just not it. The room looked more like a princes room the dragons den with neat furniture and disturbed bedding. The bed reeked of sweat and sweat even if there was only one scent and no others. She searched the room and found only a single sign that the creature had been in her forest. She found it in a box among mundane trinkets including a ring a needle and many other objects. It was a flower from her own hair one looking at it would have thought she simple placed it there. But if you knew better you would know it was as much part of her as her hair of fingernails.

A shiver ran down her spine as she crawled into the pool of water only the tips of her fingers showing. What did the creature want with her and why had it come to the forest at all and not shown itself. She did a foolish thing she took not her flower but a comb a simple pearl handle comb for her hair. It was the demons own fault for having stolen from her and not cleaned her vent properly. If she had maybe she would have booby trapped it none the less as she drank in the water she could hear a cat enter yet another set of tunnels to the north. This new tunnel connected to this one alowed her to hear each and every sound through vibrations in the earth. She heard a crunch and a muffled sound and wondered if it had been the predator or the prey either case she was too thirsty to investigate.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna

Evening could not come soon enough, but gratefully it did. Cloak in hand Tyna made her way towards the quiet village. Her form changed as she walked, gone were the wings, horns and fangs, replaced with auburn hair, a fair and freckled complexion and the form of the blond village girl's affections. She stayed in the shadows of the dwellings with her cloak wrapped around her tightly. Over and over in her head she reminded herself to remain calm and in control. Even still, the dampness between her legs was testament to her level of excitement.

She found the building she sought and looked up at the second story window she had once see the auburn haired girl climb up to. The latticework along the wall would make the task of getting up there easy, not having the benefit of flight in her disguise. Mimicking the girl she had spied, Tyna picked up some pebbles and accurately threw them up at the second story window. A dim glow of lantern light could soon be seen, and someone pushed open the window from inside. The blond village girl, tonight's source of Tyna's deviant affections, poked her head out from the window.

"Lily? I thought you said you could not sneak out tonight?" The girl whispered hoarsely.

Tyna did not hesitate. This Lily girl was unexpected, and Tyna would have more time to have her way with the blond siren. "Well I am here now, and I miss you! I'm coming up..." Said Tyna.

"Okay, hurry up now or you will be seen." Said the blond girl.

Tyna climbed up the latticework frame, hand-holds and foot-holds easily found. Soon she was on the roof, through the window and in the bedroom of the blond girl. Tyna's cloak fell open and she got her footing inside. The girl giggled.

"Naughty Lily!" She said.

The fair blond girl was exactly as she hoped. Fair and pretty wearing just a sheer nightgown. Small breasted and lithe, a dainty piece of prey she was. Eagerly Tyna kissed her and she melted in her arms. She was careful not to suck out any life-force, not yet. Tenderly the girl kissed back and Tyna adjusted appropriately. Still, Tyna ran her hands up the girls short gown to feel the blond's flesh, running her hands over her breasts and nipples. Her tongue dove into the girls mouth, the girl reacted with surprise, but did not pull away. Tyna's cloak fell away from her shoulders and the others gown over her head and discarded. The two seemingly lovers fell into bed. The girl's skin was a sinful pleasure and Tyna licked the girls stomach. Unexpectedly the blond thing giggled. The two entwined their legs. Eagerly, perhaps too much so, Tyna humped and rubbed herself against the girl's thigh, and it did the same. The blond girl suckled at Tyna's breast and nipples. She swallowed a growl of pleasure that almost came out. The smell of the young woman was all about the room and in her sheets and covers, the bed taking up a large portion of the space. Tyna lie over the girl in a dominant fashion. As the delightful thing nursed at her nipples Tyna slipped her fingers between the girl's thighs and into her wet folds. She fingered the thing, moving them back and forth. The blond reacted positively and Tyna increased the motion and depth of her probings. The girl soon climaxed in a wet and satisfying manner, Tyna's fingers glistened wetly with the girl's excitement. Hungrily Tyna sucked and licked it from her fingers like an animal. The girl watched Tyna and her brow furrowed at her secret lover's unfamiliar mannerism.

"Lily? What is the matter with you?" the blond said.

Tyna did not answer but eagerly sucked at the girls breast, and aggressively. She trapped a nipple between her teeth and this time reflexively drew out some of the girl's strength from her. The blond girl was alarmed now. Tyna suckled still more, and roughly rubbed her own wet folds against the girl's soft thigh.

"Lily! Stop now, please." pleaded the girl.

The girl's volume concerned Tyna and she clapped a hand over the girl's mouth, as the blond struggled ineffectively. A noise drew Tyna's attention and then a light beneath the bedroom door appeared. Tyna swore out loud, the blond's eyes widened. With some fleeting regret Tyna snapped the girl's neck efficiently. Quickly she scooped up her cloak as she began transforming back to her succubus form. Impulsively she snatched up the dead blond's nightgown to add to her collection of memories and smells. She launched herself out the window on black wings just as someone burst through the bedroom door. Only the drapes blowing outward any indication of something amiss. Tyna was quickly gone and unseen. The girl's article clutched in her hand as she flew back to the safety of her cave.

Tyna swooped into the cave entrance landing and folding back her wings. She dropped the nightgown on her bedding and threw her cloak aside. She looked over other mementos she had acquired over time. Something was amiss however, it was clear someone had rummaged through the box as they were all jumbled. Tyna had carefully placed them in the box in a certain order and fashion, she was terribly obsessive over her things of memory. Also, the pearl handled comb was missing. Still, the flower she stole from a dryad once was still there, for that she was grateful, it was a favorite keepsake. She snarled in displeasure at the missing comb however and looked about her cave for any clue.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Viola left for the grove she spent so much time alone that she was shocked to find herself thinking about the demon. She had yet to see her in even the smallest detail yet it absorbed her thoughts. She slowly took out the comb first running her fingers through her hair the handle was thick and round with two flat faces. She began to brush her hair the knots and snarls pulled at her scalp. She felt a shiver at each bit of pain and continued to brush her hair adding in oils to mask the scent of sex and death. Elderic emerged from the wood a proud centaur he made the smaller Viola look downright

diminutive. “I see you have been to the mundane world you reek of it”
She looked away continuing to stroke her hair she normally enjoyed Elderics company but now evil thought flashed through her head. Elderic was half man but it was the animal half that was captivating her interest. He was a black male with long dreads and a midnight pelt black black and all exquisite. “I was only checking to see what happened to the hunters and woodsman you no very well they have been scarce” humans always coveted that which was not there an the grove was no exceptions. For a faye to own the wood would be like a human to entrust his house to his dog or goat.

“Elderic do you like the way I look” she asked ivy only loosely draped over her arched back she could see him looking at her. She was not sure why but she wanted to try something nothing so bold as sex but something less. Elderic took far more time to speak then was normal but he did and controlled as always. “Of course you are the fluid grace of the river the form of an elm and the spirit of the wind”. Always so poetic he was but she wondered if his animal half had other ideas in mind, and new games in store. she stood up wrapping her arms around him and pressing her lips to his.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna recalled again awakening abruptly this morning, and the falling pebbles from the ceiling of the cave. She investigated more closely now, and to her surprise finding a chimney or vent of some sort. Easily she hovered up to the shaft and discovered a crawl space leading off perpendicular from the shaft. One did not have to be an experienced tracker to see the clear signs that showed evidence that something other than rats or other such creatures had traversed this area. Furthermore several locks of blond hair were to be found amid the dirt and mud lining the floor. She gathered up the hair and returned to cave below.

Tyna played the blond locks of hair between her fingers unsure of who they might belong to. She put them to her nose and smelt them. They smelled woody and of earth. She returned to her box of memories and took out the dryad's flower. She put the flower to her nose, and then the hair. The discovery excited Tyna as it was clear now the hair likely belonged to a dryad, if not the very same one. The curious and beautiful creature was stalking her, spying on her even. The thought aroused Tyna sexually. An idea began to form in her mind, and carefully Tyna placed the locks of hair in her keep-safe but tucked the flower in her hair. A mischievous grin forming around her sharp fangs.

Demon or no, Tyna was not immune to the charms and wiles of creatures of beauty. Be they male or female, human or otherwise. A dryad, a woodland creature of some power and great beauty would make for a delectable union. She would have to proceed with caution and not destroy this creature as she would desire to return to it again and again to savor the fey beauty and its charms. The possibilities had Tyna aroused all over again. She knew just where to find this creature too, not far off in a nearby forest. She regretted leaving behind the blond girl's gown for the time being, the smell of the girl still fresh in Tyna's mind.

Tyna flew off on impatient wings and headed for the nearby forest to find the curious and clever dryad.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Elderic was trying to remain calm she could tell as he had the same look as when he was on the hunt for a mundane. “Don’t worry you wont hurt me” she crawled up onto his back kissing him on the cheek wondering how they could make this happen. Even being a Faye she did not know how she could fit much of him inside her. From the navel down he was horse but up from there he was all man and oh what a man. “You must have run all the way from the hart” her fingers traced over his well muscled body. she could feel the many scars he had earned fighting hunters to protect the other faye of the grove.

She watched as he lay down she had never liked heights even as a young sapling she had always been grounded. “What has got into you Viola none of that Mundane fire” she cut of his words kissing him on the lips. She could tell he had more to say but her actions would say far more then her words ever could. She was with elderic but her mind traveled back to the sent of that demon the lustful creature. She knew she was safe with elderic maybe to safe, that was the reason why she had never tried anything. the two had been just friends for as long as she had been alive, ever since her mother had spawned her.

“So elderic have you ever thought of me” she asked her hands wrapped around his chest her body pressed into the back of his. She moved up and down his back slowly as he hands moved over his chest. His smell filled her nose as his tail hit her in the ass she could tell she could have asked for anything. It was worry some to be off the ground but she knew he could easily crush her if only by accident. “I have often Viola but I did not know that you were already thinking of such things”. she smiled of course she had not she was as pure as any tree but in time all dryads awaken to there true self some have darker desires then others.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna approached the dryad's forest with some caution. She stepped with care amongst the trees, looking in all directions, keeping a sharp eye out for any enemies.

Perhaps she would spy the dryad first, or it approach her first, she did not know. The forest was quiet, it didn't sit well a demon walking in its realm. The birds did not sing, the color of the leaves washed out and more gray than green. Animals frozen in their tracks watched as a whore of hell made its way through the forest, not knowing what she might find.

Tyna's nipples were excited and she lusted for the dryad and her fey charms.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Elderick heard something and so like himself left her excited but wanting she would have to tie him up next time. Her hand slid over her chest as she lay sprawled out over the ground her long hair draped over her chest. “Looks like this is a job for Viola” she laughed as her hand slid over her flat stomach. It rested between her thighs as she began slowly to play with her sex stroking up and down. Her nipples ached to be touched, suckled as she arched her back biting her tongue. Part of her wanted to be caught part of her was far too shy to let anyone know what she was doing all alone.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna eluded the centaur, bathed in magical darkness, the curious beast moved on. Tyna continued her search, moving deeper into the forest.

Still under a veil of impregnable darkness Tyna came up to a clearing, a grove it seemed. Painted in moonlight what Tyna saw made her salivate in animal lust. There lie, a seemingly innocent fey dryad, pleasuring itself, breasts rising and falling, hand between its legs.

Tyna watched on, rubbing her own now dripping wet sex and licking her lips. She did not want to startle the dryad and have it run off, and puzzled over how she might take advantage of the situation.

Tyna let the veil of darkness fall from her, and giving the dryad fair warning, made some noise, stepping on a fallen branch with crack, and stepped out into the grove, the dryad's flower in her hand, upraised in her palm.

"It seems you have misplaced your flower dryad, as I have my comb." Tyna said, giving no other explanation, her eyes running over the naked dryad, heavy with lust.

 

[bluerosekissed]

She was a bit more then shocked one hand on her chest as she knelt before the woman trying to figure out what to day. “I hardly call theft the same thing as misplacing something” she tried to stand up but her well formed legs felt weak. She looked up at the creature her hand slick with her own fluids.

She blushed falling back on her ass looking at the shapely thighs of the demoness wondering why she was here. “I hope you know Elderic will be back soon” she was unsure if she was less afraid of what the demon would do to her then what she may let her do to her if she only asked.

she placed her hand on her hips trying for some foolish reason not to hide her body but the prrof of her act behind her back.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna snickered, the dryad's bluster amused her.

"By all means, continue dryad." Said Tyna waving her hand in her direction eluding to what she had been doing before.

Tyna bent down, at eye level with the dryad.

"I do that too sometimes, but its more pleasureable with someone else." Said Tyna, her fangs revealing themselves through a devious grin.

Tyna's eyes moved over the dryad's naked form, relishing up close the fey beauty. It took all her willpower not to leap upon it and ravage it.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Viola moved back a few feet the idea of such an act with another female much less a creature of the dark had never crossed her mind. “But that would be sinful and wicked”. Not that her purity of late had been all it could be. Her own eyes wavered falling to her bountiful breast then back to her sin filled eyes. She was more then a little surprise and even more then a little wet at the suggestion. “I , I should not” she said to enthralled to swallow her body was already moist n more places then one. Why was her heart beating so fast when it did not even pump blood she closed her eyes and lay back.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna listened on, crouched before the dryad. The creature's reluctance served only to excite Tyna more. A reluctant victim was often a sweeter morsel.

Tyna said nothing but slipped her own hand between her thighs and massaged her wet sex. Her eyes never left the dryad as she pleasured herself, the only sound the wetness made as her finger tips rubbed in circles.

"Now tell me you dont want me, pretty dryad."

 

[bluerosekissed]

She shook her head watching her long slender finder slide between her folds and wishing they were on her instead. “Yes but it is dirty” she said looking to the side her breathing was shallow and fast as she pinched her nipples. Her eyes were locked on the woman’s skilled hand which seemed more then enough for her. “I just, well I have never been with a woman or a man” she told the temptress. She could tell that the demoness must find it hard to believe but she had lived a sheltered life. She did not have a lot of choice most creatures were even less human looking the elderic.

 

[Zamdrist]

All the better thought Tyna, the dryad confessing her virginity.

Slowly and with patience not often found by Tyna, she knelt before the dryad and between its legs. Her wings spread out behind her, darkening the space the two shared, the moonlight veiled.

Tyna leaned forward between the dryad's legs, careful not to frightening the creature. Closer down she moved her head, licking her lips between sharp fangs. She never let her eyes leave the dryad's.

Now Tyna's was lying on her stomach, her head between the dryad's legs. With her tongue she tasted the creature's fleshy thighs. And then sweetly as she could, asked a question.

"What is your name pretty faerie?"

 

[bluerosekissed]

She was a bit shocked watching the graceful demoness move spreading her thighs as if they had a life of there own. She watched the wings spread out her hand slide over the soft skin of her inner thigh. “You know that feels sooo good” she moaned out digging into her scalp her heart beating fast a bit from fear. The fangs were like those of a serpents, despite her gentle demeanor she could really hurt her. “um my name is Viola” not violet or violin it was a name that her mother told her she chose herself. She moved her hands through the succubus hair over her horns biting her own lip.

 

[Zamdrist]

"You may call me Tyna."

Tyna needed no other encouragements and was satisfied the dryad would not flee.

Tyna dipped her tongue into Viola's wet vagina. The fey virgin was truly a sweet treat to the dark Tyna. She licked and suckled the dryad and savored the taste. Viola responded well and she doubled her efforts, lapping up the pink swollen folds. Such delights a succubus never tasted.

Tyna paced herself and slowed her tongue, relishing the dryad's taste. Her wings beat softly, almost following the movement of Tyna's tongue.

As far as Tyna could determine, the dryad responded much like any creature of love might, and she imagined the dryad would climax sooner rather than later. Unaccustomed to such things, much less Tyna's skillful tonguing.

 

[bluerosekissed]

After only a few moments she felt s tightness in her body not unlike well not unlike other less enjoyable things. She cried out as she released a plentiful amount of thick fluid she felt slightly ashamed by her lack of control. She pulled the Ivey of her nearly naked form breathing heavily as the demoness cleaned her up. “sorry about that I, well this is not exactly a place where one learns suck things. She pulled her self up slightly so she was sitting her perky breast hung high and separated. “That was fun” she pulled up her head and kissed her lips savoring her own taste on her slender lips. She was sure that if she was found by elderic he would be enraged by her actions but for once she did not care.

 

[Zamdrist]

The delightful dryad soon climaxed. The virginal faerie came forth in Tyna's eager face and extended tongue.

The two kissed lustily, Tyna's wet face pressed to Viola's. The dryad expressed her sorrow for such a quick climax. Tyna cared not, she would have her way with the dryad more than once tonight.

Firmly Tyna pressed her hand on the dryad's breasts, coaxing her to lie back. Tyna then knelt over Viola, her thighs spread, her dripping wet sex over Viola's pretty face.

Tyna lowered herself against Viola's lips and tongue. She kneaded her own breasts in her palms, the pleasure exquisite.

 

[bluerosekissed]

Viola was slow to act unsure she knew she should have watched the woman but her eyes were closed the entire time. She began to lick slowly up and down spreading her sex wondering if she was doing it right. She licked around the edges sliding it over her palette like something that she should savor. She moved up and down moving her entire head to reach every part of her sex a little to eager. Now and then she moved over her bumb hole the taste was not as bad as she would have though. She continued to lick now and then catching her clit between her teeth and pulling. She felt the hair brush over her nose smelling the fragrant smell of her arousal then deep into her sex.

 

[Zamdrist]

Tyna's lip curled in feral pleasure at Viola's efforts. The naive dryad did what it could, what it knew. Impatiently Tyna ground her juicy folds against Viola's probing tongue.

Tyna was Pleasure's whelp and struggled to control herself. She clenched the dryad's hair in her fist, and bit her own lip until it bled.

Still, the pleasureful ripples flowing through Tyna kept her from losing control completely. Tyna urged the dryad on, moaning like a tortured hell cat.