Humanity is Blind to True Power [HK][M]

[Marakai Trin]

Suddenly, Kranath's eyes blazed brightly, and he pulled her off of his length, swinging her downward to carry her nearly bridle fashion toward the shore. Her nails tore a furrow through his hairline, though the superficial wounds immediately evaporated into a mist of black, leaving not a mark. Even his lip, with a short spray of blood, healed seamlessly as her teeth scored flesh.

Eyes burning brilliantly, he deposited her upon the ground, perhaps a little roughly.

"Turn over," came the command, his words clipped and almost snarling.

[Medievarad]

A whimper came from her as he suddenly pulled out like that, the part of his lip she actually managed to rip off easily spat out. She glanced up at him with a frown, still panting softly as heat pooled in her core. Blood and bits of skin were now stuck under her fingernails.

She rested on shore as he almost threw her down, smirking softly as she remained on her back. Deciding not to turn around, just look up at him, legs spread slightly in invitation. By no means would she allow him more control than she was content with.

[Marakai Trin]

Kranath let out an almost feral hiss, eyes gleaming and predatory, a glare crossing his face at her refusal. How dare she refuse him - the avatar of their goddess, while she was but mortal.

Priestess, yes... but human.

"Have it your way, then..." he stalked forward quickly, determined to let her feel why he was not to be refused. In one fluid movement, he slid his hands under her rear, lifting her easily and lining himself up once again.

With more strength yet than before - perhaps enough to add a bit of discomfort, even - he pushed himself fully into her, her lower half lifted up into the air by only his two hands.

[Medievarad]

Seeing the glower made her face contort in the same, albeit slightly heated, grin. Salem seemed to enjoy just how annoyed she managed to make Kranath by something as simple as this.

As he spoke, she let out a soft giggle in response, glancing at his rather aggressive demeanor with a soft smirk plastered on her reddened face.

As he picked her hips up, however, her shoulders were given a rough treatment by grinding in the dirt, but Salem was used to pain. The shock of him forcing himself inside quite harshly made her face contort slightly. The shuddering breath she released was one she didn't realise she had held in.

One of her hands clawed in the dirt, the other reached up to rest behind his neck, gripping at his shoulder.

[Marakai Trin]

With a look crossed between a grimace and utter euphoria, Kranath slowed as a dam built over ten thousand years ago began to come close to bursting. Close, but not there just yet - he lowered her back to the ground, allowing himself to flip free from her slick folds.

Taking deep breaths, he allowed his heartbeat to slow for just a minute, a sharp eye wandering over the female form below him. He reached out with one hand, wiping at a smear of blood upon her chin, where she had torn his lip before.

His other hand found itself between her legs, fingers pushing their way into her. His other hand went palm-flat on the ground, and he leaned in for a surprisingly gently kiss.

I'm impressed.... came a purring male voice, echoing into Salem's head.

It's not often a human woman can be found that matches a Dragons stamina.

[Medievarad]

Salem moaned and panted, climbing closer and closer. She was almost there. A few more thusts and... and- nothing? Nothing.

Salem frowned softly and opened her eyes again, looking up to meet Kranath's glare passing over her body, causing the deep blush to become even deeper. He was checking her out. She aimed to seduce him, but she didn't expect it to be so fast

A soft whimper came form her as the fingers slid inside. It was enough to keep her on her current high, steadily working her up. But by no means was it enough. The kiss made more heat pool towards her legs, back arching slightly. You sound surprised, came her reply after brief telepathic silence. Salem broke the kiss to take a soft breath. Pleasantly so.

[Marakai Trin]

Indeed. He pulled away from her, and looked down at her with a twisted smile. His hand came away from her folds, raising instead to pinch and pull at a nipple. And that's all you get until you turn over.

He stared at her pointedly, and pulled his hand away from her breast. No more touching, as promised.

[Medievarad]

Her face contorted to a soft scowl. So he still wanted to play that game. Salem went silent, bar from the soft and heated breaths she ocassionally took. He had shown tenderness just now, consideration for her, not just as a kind of usable tot to relief stress.

Which was more than she had hoped to start with. So Salem saw no issue with indulging him.

With a soft whimper, she sat up and turned around. Getting on hands and knees, swaying her hips tentativitly for him. Inviting him without uttering a single telepathic word. Though she had one demand. I want to feel you on my back, seeped the words into his mind, accompanied by a glance over her bruised and scraped shoulders from his rough handling earlier.

[Marakai Trin]

He came behind her, gently putting both hands on her hips and lining himself up with her entrance. Of course. That was the plan to begin with.

He slowly pushed his way inside her, almost gently, sinking his length forward until he could go no further. And then, slowly, rhythmically, he resumed his movements, gradually picking up speed as he did so.

One hand released her hip as he leaned forward to reach around her chest, grabbing and fondling a breast with a gentle squeeze, holding back so he wouldn't hurt her more than he had already - he was more than pleased with her apparent tolerance of his roughness so far, and so moved on from aggression to instead show finesse.

[Medievarad]

Salem sucked in a shuddering breath as she felt the hands resting on her hips and Kranath's tip being pressed against her core.

He managed to elicit another soft and breathy moan as he pushed inwards once more. A slow shiver crawled down her spine at the sensation, still being very sensitive from the prior ministrations. She pressed her back into his chest.

She sat up on one hand, turning slightly to rest a hand in his neck. Soft panting came from her, meeting Kranath's eyes. Surprisingly tender, the telepathic words descended into his mind, a hitched breath following once again. I'm so close, she remarked.

[Marakai Trin]

When she leaned back into him, he was able to lift his other hand to her chest as well, holding her steady with both hands again, working at both breasts with fingers toying with her nipples.

He continued pumping into her, his hips bumping into her buttocks with every thrust, still picking up speed and gradually gaining force as well. He leaned his head and neck forward, opening his mouth to place teeth again at her neck, biting gently.

Then I shall push you over the edge.

[Medievarad]

The soft slapping of his hips against her butt became audible, slowly picking up in speed and volume as Kranath sped up.

And each time the soft and sweet collision between her flesh and his hips resounded, it was immediately accompanied by a soft moan. Salem's eyes slowly closed to slits, craning her head to allow Kranath's teeth to graze past and press down on her neck.

Salem's free hand caressed over his cheek, before she dragged the tips of her fingers through his hair. And, shortly after Kranath's words sunk in, all of her muscles tightened, the hand caressing his head turning to a soft and jarring clawing as all her nerves were set alight. The sweet release made all of her muscles clench tightly for just a moment.

Besides having Salem now moaning and panting heavily in his arms, her body occasionally shivering due to the lightning that seemed to pull through her nerves, he could also feel her tightening due to her climax.

[Marakai Trin]

The tightness created by her clenched muscles, combined with his constant thrusting into her, was very nearly enough to send him over the edge. He remained at the brink for several more seconds, contiuing his movements still, his neck arching back to press his head against her hand.

He could feel a floodgate opening, one that had been shut for far too long. With a grunt, he put his arms on her back, pushing her downward as he slipped his length from her hot opening. A split second later, she would feel a sudden heat as his seed jetted onto her back in bursts, pooling in the small of her back and sliding down her rear.

Breath heaving, he sat backward, the glow in his eyes quite dim as his heart pounded heavily. He rested back on his arms for a moment, before reaching out to rub lightly on one of her hips.

"Salem..." he started, unable to focus enough to speak to her mind.

He shook his head, trying to clear the haze from his eyes.

[Medievarad]

The sensation of his member being pulled completely from her caused a soft whimper, leaning down on her elbows as Kranath pushed her down. She felt the warm liquid in the small of her back, trickling down between her buttocks.

She let out a heavy, laboured breath as Kranath said back, resting her hand on the one he placed on her hip. She sat up, turning on her knees to shuffle over to him. She padded forward and brushed her lips over his, looking up into his eyes with those crimson, bright orbs of her. While her face was signed with exhaustion and a deep blush, her eyes still portrayed the same playfulness and intelligence.

She huffed softly against his lips. An invitation she extended.

[Marakai Trin]

Kranath looked at her with an uncharacteristically serene look in his eyes, lifting a hand to the back of her head as he kissed her back. His other moved to her side, playing lightly over her ribs before his palm flattened over her flesh to hold her.

This is...odd, the way I feel right now.

He broke the kiss, and lifted his chin and pulled her down to rest on his chest, both arms encircling her back, uncaring of the wet trail running down it. They could bathe later.

What is this that I feel? It's almost... contentment.

[Medievarad]

As Kranath closed what little distance remained between them to consider it a proper kiss, Salem's eyes slowly closed as she leaned into him, the palms of her hands resting against his chest.

Deep crimson eyes glanced up at his as he broke the kiss, before she rested her head against his chest, eyes closing again. Salem let out a content little huff as she listened to the sound of his throbbing heart.

Mayhaps, she answered, pressing her lips against his chest. It doesn't require me to read your mind to know you're feeling better.

[Marakai Trin]

Perhaps. But I don't just mean physically. He raised his hand to run fingers through her dark hair, his fingertips lightly brushing against her scalp. His other hand lightly played across her back, avoiding the scrapes from his roughness before.

It's something else. I know not what, though.

He sighed a bit, and glanced toward the creek, idly wondering if his clothes had drifted downstream.

I think we'd better get ourselves cleaned up, in any case. We've been away for awhile...and we've no way of knowing if a bystander has happened upon the automatons.

[Medievarad]

[]I know, Kranath, it is called affection,[/i] she answered with a soft and breathy chuckle.

His suggestion caused her a soft frown, at which she looked up at him and shook her head. Salem leaned back into him and softly started to nurse at his throat. You struck me as someone who wanted a second go.

To enforce her statement, one of the hands slowly caressed its way down his chest, grabbing his member in hand with a soft, yet insistent stroke.

[Marakai Trin]

Kranath gave a soft chuckle, and his hand slowly drifted downward to cup one of her supple buttocks, giving a bit of a squeeze. You're simply incorrigible, aren't you?

His other hand continued curling through her hair, and slowly his manhood began to fill with life again.

A Dragons stamina could be a dangerous thing for a human. He wondered how aware of that she was.

[Medievarad]

Always been stubborn, Salem answered with a soft grin, before sucking in a soft breath at the squeeze.

She gently kept stroking his member, letting out a gentle breathing as she did.