Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 138: Is This Love? {R-18}

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Away from Evian's room and the amorous activities that had begun, the duo of Gillert and Gryon met still in their battle wear, sharing drinks they had managed to score from the Kalkao Knights' celebrations.

"So that's it?" Gryon said with a sigh, "*Grunt* I won't lie, I'm disappointed. I expected there would be more fight involved."

"You heard Evian," Gillert said after he dropped the goblet he had raised to his lips, "He said it wasn't over."

"Bah, don't give me hope," Gryon said as he waved him off with a small smile.

Gillert raised a brow in mild confusion,

"Don't give you hope yat you might not die?"

"Die? Come on, those Beasts were nothing... Ripping them apart was hardly even satisfying."

"And the Beasts Commander Zayda fought?" Gillert asked.

"Now that was a big deal," Gryon said and then shrugged after taking another sip of the drink in his goblet, "But she defeated it. If it came again, she'll defeat it again. We'd be fine and at least we'd get a bit of excitement.

That WAS why we joined, was it not?"

"Hmm, I joined for a chance to truly become a member of the Martial Temple-- A task difficult already for commoners such as ourselves without us dying on our first mission," Gillert said.

"Really? A chance to join the Temple is all you want? it?" Gryon asked him and Gillert shrugged with a smile,

"Well, a bit of excitement never hurt."

"That's the spirit!" Gryon said and the two raised their goblets to clink them before downing their drinks and having their mind slowly mewl over what they had discussed.

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Meanwhile...

-In Evian's appointed Room...-

Ember's thighs, pressed against the side of his head shook with mighty vibrations as the tongue within her snatch performed wonders, causing her to leak juices that Evian's mouth accepted in its entirety, licking up her insides and the surroundings of her wonderful pussy in the process, creating some sort of cycle of never-ending intensely coursing pleasure.

One of Evian's hands left his lover's thighs and stretched to her flat stomach to be placed against the tense abdominal muscles and the musculature forming underneath as expected following all the physical activities Ember had been engaged in as a Knight.

There was such attentiveness to Evian's ministrations that set Ember's heart fluttering with a joy born of being in his presence...

'Is this love?' she wondered, never before today letting the thought truly cross her mind but now she couldn't help it.

How was she being so emotionally moved and getting so focussed on that, to the point where the intense vibrations and spasms her body was undergoing somehow seemed- Romantic to her?

'Mmmm,' Ember thought, 'I don't know what it is but I never want it to end... I never want it to stop... I want to always feel it... But- Can I?"

"~Ahnnnnn-" Her climax pulled her out of her thoughts and she arched her back on the bed, her braided hair stretched over to the side, her hands with a death grip on bedsheets, and through it all, Evian's hand remained on her stomach, his fingers stroking and drawing patterns on her skin as though rubbing affection deep into her body.

Again, Ember found her mind very aware of the intimacy of Evian's action, and even as she experienced her most powerful orgasm of the day -yet-, her eyes still turned misty as her heart fluttered so hard and yet so soft while her entire body was completely covered by an imperceptible glow.

Her climax waned, her spasms finally stopped and as they did, Ember reached down to grab Evian's shoulders, pulling him up. To properly cement how she was feeling and how her heart was reacting, she needed a kiss and she urgently sought it.

Evian compiled... In fact that had been his next step.

You see, Evian had no idea what was going through Ember's head beyond the fact that she enjoyed, no, craved his touch as usual. He could hear her heart beating fast but that could have very well been the case because of her arousal and although the frequency was different, he decided not to be too focussed on it.

His hands grabbed her breasts as gently as ever and as he rubbed and moved them however he pleased, he completed the journey up and seized Ember's lips. The redhead took her hands off his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him into the kiss.

Their tongues did battle and as they did, Evian pulled Ember's nipples, causing them to joust out as hard and prominently as they could while he pinched the nubs and pulled them this way and that just so he could tweak them however he pleased and cause his lover to moan and groan-- the sound getting muffled by their hard ongoing kiss.

Ember raised a leg, and wrapped it around Evian's back, pulling him against her body while feeling his hardened rod between their bodies and with the thought of that rod eventually going into her body and a repeated slam of his pelvis into her crotch, Ember began to move her lower half, humping herself against Evian's magnificent organ.

The motion was so repetitive and rigorous, but resisting the urge to groan while also successfully holding back the urge to release, Evian pulled himself off Ember's lips, placed one hand on her waist while he grabbed and raised one of her legs as the head of his ckck lightly brushed her entrance.

Ember's body quivered, and her clit peeked out from its hood, seeking attention which it got when Evian directed his cock from the rubbing of her pussy to the nub and shook until his lover howled at the ceiling in absolute ecstasy that mellowed into a drawn-out moan when Evian thrust half of his massive length into her gripping snatch.

"~Mnnffghhhh- Oh Yes!~"

Evian's lips were stretched into a grin of excitement, his blood pumping with the intent of debauchery and his Eldritch energy, an energy that sought to consume all life and turn bodies into shells with its cold and deathly grip, instead pumped through Evian's body and strengthened the part of his body capable of creating new life...

Increasing the urge Eviab already felt to burst a nut but of course, even then, Evian held back-- For now.

His grip on Ember's leg tightened, his hips drew back, pushed forward and the thrusting began as impactful as ever much to Ember's howling delight.

"~Yes! Fuck! Right there! HARDER!!!~"

Her ass was off the bed by the strength of the only one leg still in contact with the bed beneath her and all for the purpose of increasing the body-slamming impact of Evian's groin with her crotch and the subsequent hard-hitting of the large head of the rod to the very end of her receiving, ever moist pussy.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

Slightly lower than that but loud enough to be heard by every individual in the room, -seeing as they were all cultivators with enhanced senses- was the sound of the slushing of the juices Ember's pussy was creating which Evian's rod was stirring,

*squelch* *squelch* *squelch*

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*squelch* *squelch* *squelch*...

Over at the sofa placed against the door, there were wet sounds as well. In the most aroused state either of the ladies had ever been in their short/long life, Carleine and Zayda found their lower halves drenched with the juices they produced but even then, they continued their self-gratification.

Both ladies were biting their lower lips to stop the moans of pleasure from leaking out and at that moment, with such similar actions, neither had the advantage as the matter of self-control had very little to do with physical strength of which Zayda Vi'thar had plenty.

Keeping her eyes on the scene before them became less paramount and slowly, Carleine closed her eyes and let her imagination run wild...

... For in her imaginations, no other lady was in the room... It was just her and Evian, her body for him to do whatever he saw fit...