Ravenloft
Sweet Rogue
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Twilight hour in the quite wilds of Alaska, on what might be considered a most magical night, the sky lit up with the aurora borealis, there is a strange energy in the air and all of nature is eerily silent. If you listen, really listen to the deafening silence, you might hear it coming, a low tone that only those with ears to hear might catch! Like some ancient droning chant that speaks of worlds beyond reckoning!
Through the night sky and following the lines of the Borealis, there is a burning flash and a hissing sound, as if a falling star has come to earth! The crash is loud, loud enough to awaken the only soul around for at least fifty miles! There is a crater, dug through the trees, a path, leading to a burnt and broken vessel, shattered upon impact, never to fly again! There is a life form there, thrown from its safe and sustaining chamber. It was the vessels mind, its pilot. Without its connection to the vessel, it is blind, deaf and mute, it cant even breath in to smell! The only sense it has in this form is touch alone!
And it is TERRIFIED! Desperate and seeking any place it can find to shelter itself from the biting cold! It is the last of its race, it is the last of the Gem... It must not die! Not just for itself, but for its counterpart, the last Ini, still safe in its own stasis chamber! Small mercy, that!
The Gem is little more than a mass of brain matter wrapped in flesh, an amorphous thing that can barely move, stretching and dragging itself from the wreckage, if it could make a sound it would be crying out for help... A strange creature, desperate to cling to life, not knowing the horror of its own body. How it must look to a mortal, human, woman, alone and terrified, herself...
There were vibrations, the gem could feel them, its sense of touch so keen, it instantly started squirming toward the echoing of those steps! Friend or foe, it would find out soon enough! Gem put out a silent plea that who, or whatever it was out there would have the grace to help it. That was all it could do... Salvation, or death, were only moments away!
The steps froze suddenly and Gem froze as well, rising up, trying to make some sort of gesture for help, trying to appear, in some way, harmless, only in need of assitance. If there was a scream, it did not hear, there was another subtle tremor through the ground, as if whatever it was standing there had fallen down... Was it wounded by the crash? Did it need help as well? Gem slowly crawled toward it, scared for itself and now, also wanting to help the other being, if its failure to land had caused some innocent creature to come to harm.
Eventually, Gem reached out and touched warmth in the cold and recognized the feel of flesh, warm and smooth... But trembling. Gem sensed fear and just a hint of excitement in this being... Releasing a subtle pheromone into the air, Gem attempted to calm the frightened creature, wanting to draw nearer to it, to feel it and know it... There was something familiar, something Gem knew it had to do to survive.
Creeping up this beings... Leg? Yes, leg! Gem found it began to grow warmer. That calmed Gems terror and led it up to push between this creatures legs. probing and feeling its hot skin. Gem wanted to wrap around it and share their warmth, it was forgetting itself just a little, until it drew into contact with a place unfamilar to its kind, a warm and open center. Only wide enough for the thinest of Gems pseudopods might enter. Gems explorations were doing something to this creature, something that it both seemed to welcome but also fought against.
Gem understood the violation, had no way to ask for permission... This was its life, it realized quickly, probing deeper... Deeper and deeper, finding the creature warm and soft, how much could it hold? there was a barrier... But carefully, Gem found a way through and quickly began pouring itself within the body of this soft and warm creature. Doing everything it could to minimize the animal's pain.
Female... A gender the Gem had no equivalent of, but the Ini used to, ancient knowledge and understanding of their kind rose to the surface of Gem's mind, and it used that knowledge to sooth and pleasure this... Woman, yes, woman! Her womb... Gem poured itself within her, gently at first, until it sensed her struggle between fear and revulsion and lust and desire slowly on the rise.
Gem encouraged her feelings of lust with what little endorphins it had left to exude from its skin, exciting her as it excited itself. Suddenly, the woman's body begain trembling and flexing, inadvertently assisting Gem in entering her. That pleased Gem and it continued to do what it was doing that had apparently caused that reaction! Eventually, after three more times of this event repeating itself, all but the last six inches of Gem were completely within the woman's womb, safe and warm. Gem was already attempting to make the necessary bonding that would allow it to communicate to the woman's mind, so that it could beg for forgiveness for having violated her in such a monstrous way.
She was freeze, on the surface, if she lay where she was much longer, she might grow ill or even die. Gem could not allow that, it found the necessary chemicals within her to spike her body into action, enough so that she could at least make it back into her domicile and find warmth there.
Twilight hour in the quite wilds of Alaska, on what might be considered a most magical night, the sky lit up with the aurora borealis, there is a strange energy in the air and all of nature is eerily silent. If you listen, really listen to the deafening silence, you might hear it coming, a low tone that only those with ears to hear might catch! Like some ancient droning chant that speaks of worlds beyond reckoning!
Through the night sky and following the lines of the Borealis, there is a burning flash and a hissing sound, as if a falling star has come to earth! The crash is loud, loud enough to awaken the only soul around for at least fifty miles! There is a crater, dug through the trees, a path, leading to a burnt and broken vessel, shattered upon impact, never to fly again! There is a life form there, thrown from its safe and sustaining chamber. It was the vessels mind, its pilot. Without its connection to the vessel, it is blind, deaf and mute, it cant even breath in to smell! The only sense it has in this form is touch alone!
And it is TERRIFIED! Desperate and seeking any place it can find to shelter itself from the biting cold! It is the last of its race, it is the last of the Gem... It must not die! Not just for itself, but for its counterpart, the last Ini, still safe in its own stasis chamber! Small mercy, that!
The Gem is little more than a mass of brain matter wrapped in flesh, an amorphous thing that can barely move, stretching and dragging itself from the wreckage, if it could make a sound it would be crying out for help... A strange creature, desperate to cling to life, not knowing the horror of its own body. How it must look to a mortal, human, woman, alone and terrified, herself...
There were vibrations, the gem could feel them, its sense of touch so keen, it instantly started squirming toward the echoing of those steps! Friend or foe, it would find out soon enough! Gem put out a silent plea that who, or whatever it was out there would have the grace to help it. That was all it could do... Salvation, or death, were only moments away!
The steps froze suddenly and Gem froze as well, rising up, trying to make some sort of gesture for help, trying to appear, in some way, harmless, only in need of assitance. If there was a scream, it did not hear, there was another subtle tremor through the ground, as if whatever it was standing there had fallen down... Was it wounded by the crash? Did it need help as well? Gem slowly crawled toward it, scared for itself and now, also wanting to help the other being, if its failure to land had caused some innocent creature to come to harm.
Eventually, Gem reached out and touched warmth in the cold and recognized the feel of flesh, warm and smooth... But trembling. Gem sensed fear and just a hint of excitement in this being... Releasing a subtle pheromone into the air, Gem attempted to calm the frightened creature, wanting to draw nearer to it, to feel it and know it... There was something familiar, something Gem knew it had to do to survive.
Creeping up this beings... Leg? Yes, leg! Gem found it began to grow warmer. That calmed Gems terror and led it up to push between this creatures legs. probing and feeling its hot skin. Gem wanted to wrap around it and share their warmth, it was forgetting itself just a little, until it drew into contact with a place unfamilar to its kind, a warm and open center. Only wide enough for the thinest of Gems pseudopods might enter. Gems explorations were doing something to this creature, something that it both seemed to welcome but also fought against.
Gem understood the violation, had no way to ask for permission... This was its life, it realized quickly, probing deeper... Deeper and deeper, finding the creature warm and soft, how much could it hold? there was a barrier... But carefully, Gem found a way through and quickly began pouring itself within the body of this soft and warm creature. Doing everything it could to minimize the animal's pain.
Female... A gender the Gem had no equivalent of, but the Ini used to, ancient knowledge and understanding of their kind rose to the surface of Gem's mind, and it used that knowledge to sooth and pleasure this... Woman, yes, woman! Her womb... Gem poured itself within her, gently at first, until it sensed her struggle between fear and revulsion and lust and desire slowly on the rise.
Gem encouraged her feelings of lust with what little endorphins it had left to exude from its skin, exciting her as it excited itself. Suddenly, the woman's body begain trembling and flexing, inadvertently assisting Gem in entering her. That pleased Gem and it continued to do what it was doing that had apparently caused that reaction! Eventually, after three more times of this event repeating itself, all but the last six inches of Gem were completely within the woman's womb, safe and warm. Gem was already attempting to make the necessary bonding that would allow it to communicate to the woman's mind, so that it could beg for forgiveness for having violated her in such a monstrous way.
She was freeze, on the surface, if she lay where she was much longer, she might grow ill or even die. Gem could not allow that, it found the necessary chemicals within her to spike her body into action, enough so that she could at least make it back into her domicile and find warmth there.
