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MorningStar

"Iunno," Amaya responded truthfully before taking enough swig of the foul substance. "Strong as hells though."

He set the bizarre bottle of something aside before swiping the other from Ellarah's hand, tossing her a coy and cutesy smile in the process. As he downed more of it in a triumphant gulp, his face began to warm and tingle, and he almost felt as if he heard music.

"Dance with me," he said abruptly, seizing her hands in his. "Show me your moves, lady."

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Sure, she felt a reaction within her as well, but her head was still lightly swimming on the alcohol.

"Dance? You brought me all the way out here to dance to no music and a few feet from y' bed?"

For some reason it made her laugh, a giddiness she couldn't even contain as it bubbled up from within. 

"Why don't you show me your moves first, milord?" She asked, giving a rather terrible bow (as a woman she ought to have courtesied anyway. ) before grinning ear to ear and giving a little expectant waggle of her fingers. 
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MorningStar

Amaya grinned mischievously as he guided her into an impromptu dance. "You don't hear the music?" he asked with a playful twinkle in his eyes, as if they were sharing a secret melody that only they could perceive. Taking her hand in his, he initiated a twirl, their movements becoming an effortless dance that transcended the boundaries of the mundane.

With the flourish of the twirl, he pulled her back into an embrace, his arms securely wrapped around her as she pressed her chest into his. The room seemed to shift and warp in response to their shared rhythm, the walls pulsating with vibrant colors. Amaya's senses were heightened, and a giddy sensation of pure bliss bubbled within him.

He couldn't help but giggle, the sound ringing out like a melody of its own. As they swayed from side to side, the world around them transformed into a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues. The walls seemed to melt, morphing into fantastical shapes, and the air was alive with a surreal energy. In the midst of their dance, Amaya's eyes sparkled with delight, reflecting the whimsical spectacle unfolding around them.

As Amaya continued to dance in the hallucinatory state, the surroundings became increasingly fantastical. The room itself seemed to elongate and contract with each movement, creating a surreal sense of space. Vibrant patterns emerged on the walls, dancing in sync with the invisible music only Amaya could perceive.

Colors intensified, saturating the scene with vivid and otherworldly hues. The furniture in the room took on peculiar shapes, transforming into ethereal beings that seemed to join their dance. As Amaya twirled and swayed with his partner, ghostly figures appeared, mirroring their movements in a mesmerizing display.

The air became thick with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance, as if the very atmosphere was infused with the essence of an exotic garden. Sparkling lights flickered overhead, casting a magical glow that accentuated the dreamlike quality of the hallucination.

"What is happening?" he giggled, though mostly to himself as he seized the moment and placed a firm kiss on her lips.

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Hear the music? What was the man going on about? Surely he didn't- 
But the world seemed to bubble- and extend- appearing mot quite here nor there- yet not unreal as she could feel.. touch...

And sounds... she wasn't sure about music but she could see a halo emanating from all objects all around them- thrumming to an unsung tune that he claimed to hear. 

Ansgar's balls- before she had succumbed completely to the drug- she arleast grew aware of it- 

Especially the moment he pulled her in tightly - and an unseen fire singed between them. She gasped, smelling something acrid then sweet and she felt as if her body was melting along with the world. And then they were dancing again and it was as if the colors themselves pulled all around her, some crackling off pick fishing lines strung out I'm every direction but then they blended back in together - dribbling down into her like wax from a candle before she gave a yelp- fearing snakes at her feet.

But then Ellarrah was drawn into the man again, unseen steps in a dance she had forgotten they were apart of. And she blinked when he laughed- then she too was laughing.

"Love, I don't think that one was alcohol," she said, coy as she grinned ear to ear.

And then he kissed her- and the world seemed to soar.
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MorningStar

"I don't think you're alcohol," Amaya replied with an unsurpassed chuckle before kissing her again, dancing to the band that hovered in the sky above them.

As the hallucinogen took hold of Amaya's senses, the world around him seemed to shift and warp, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. Colors danced before his eyes, vibrant hues swirling and melding together in a kaleidoscopic display. The air hummed with an otherworldly energy, and Amaya found himself caught in its intoxicating embrace.

Amidst the swirling chaos, Amaya's focus zeroed in on Ellarrah, the enigmatic elixir that held the key to his euphoric journey. With each kiss on her neck, he felt a surge of warmth spreading through his veins, a tantalizing caress that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. The taste was unlike anything he had ever experienced, a symphony of flavors that danced across her palate with exquisite finesse.

As he savored the intricate nuances of Ellarrah, Amaya felt himself transcending the confines of his physical body, his consciousness expanding to encompass the vast expanse of the cosmos. He became a connoisseur of Ellarah, a seeker of truth and enlightenment amidst the swirling mists of uncertainty.

As the effects continued to weave their surreal tapestry, Amaya's senses were assaulted by a cacophony of sound that seemed to emanate from the very fabric of reality itself. The air vibrated with the rhythmic pulse of chanting, a hypnotic cadence that reverberated through her consciousness like a primal drumbeat.

Amaya's eyes widened in bewilderment as he surveyed his surroundings, his gaze falling upon a crowd of shadowy figures that seemed to materialize out of thin air. They were everywhere and nowhere at once, their forms shifting and morphing with the ebb and flow of the haze.

The chanting grew louder and more insistent, echoing in Amaya's ears like a crowded stadium. "Do it! Do it!" the voices cried out in unison, their words carrying an urgency for him to act.

And so he did. With one swift move (which was not so swift), he popped Ellarah's blouse wide open (was she wearing a blouse?), and his eyes fixated on her exposed skin - surprised that it was changing colors by the second.

And the crowd went fucking wild.

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Well, she hadn't expected to get kissy faced so early in the night but.. well, Ellarrah was neither here nor there. She felt as though she were in some living dream, her body feeling slow and fast paced all at once.

And then she felt her breasts become exposed- her shirt being plucked open. She gasped, feeling the thrill of being exposed tickle from toes to belly to head. After a moment, she felt a shift in the world, her eyes lulling closed as zippering shapes and colors clawed in quick strokes about her- then blended away in a fluttering ir orange petals upon a creamy sky.

Lightning.. no.. small, elongated beams of light seemed to pock at the very reality that twisted around them like swirls of mixed colors on a canvas. 

She couldn't even tell if her eyes were open or closed anymore when it seemed Amaya had returned into her vision- and she was becoming all but plastered to his form as she kissed him and growled through giggles at the very peculiar weight of it all. 



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MorningStar

Yep, Amaya was tripping balls, and somewhere along the line he was balls deep in Ellarah.

Amidst the kaleidoscope of swirling colors and melting walls, he felt an urgency unlike anything before. With a frenzied desperation fueled by her allure and the hallucinations that tainted him, he cleared the table in a flurry, books and glasses shattering and flipping to the floor, pressing her against it with a forceful intensity that bordered on primal.

Sex amidst hallucinations was an experience beyond compare. Despite the torrent of sensations assaulting his senses, he savored the exquisite pleasure of being enveloped by her warmth, her sex pulsating tightly around him, driving him to the brink of ecstasy time and again and he made her his that left no room for argument.

Every detail of her was perfect in that moment, magnified by the hallucinatory symphony engulfing his mind. Her breasts, her lips, every inch of her body felt like an intoxicating revelation, each touch sending shivers of pleasure coursing through him and giggles escape his lips.

But it was the imaginary crowd that egged him on, their phantom cheers and jeers spurring him onward. In the midst of their passionate entanglement, their ethereal presence intensified the experience, their raucous approval echoing in his ears as the sound of their bodies colliding and their skin slapping filled the confined space.

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Despite her flirty nature, Ellarrah typically wasn't such a whore. She could count on one hand the number of times she'd taken a man to bed.  Well, this may have pushed her experiences to a second hand- and level.

There was something savage about a man just claiming a woman, his body moving with need and friction with her own. There was something almost otherworldly about it, too. The drugs heightened that, making her feel so light as her eyes partially closed and colors sparkled at the corners of her vision as she feel him ram into her and take her to new heights of pleasure. 

She felt weightless, nearly free of herself as she moved with her own savage fury and forced the man to bend her over the table, begging to be taken like a dog.
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MorningStar

He took her from behind. It was hot, wet, unrelenting, and merciless as he yanked her hair, pulling her head closer to him. With each deliberate and dominating thrust, he hit her sweet spot, occasionally accompanying it with a spank to her soft ass during their rhythm.

The tingling pleasure in his cock was mounting, but he felt as if he didn't even need to cum. Perhaps it was the adrenaline or the drugs, but in that moment, he felt like he could persist for days on end inside of her, ravaging her body in a passion-fueled frenzy.

Meanwhile, Amaya's vision began to go absolutely haywire, turning the room into a psychedelic circus. Stars and supernovas danced around him, as if the universe had decided to throw a rave party in the room. The walls seemed to twist and contort, transforming into abstract shapes that defied all logic. Giant mushrooms sprouted from the floor, and rainbow-colored unicorns pranced around him in a merry procession.

In that moment, he had completely forgotten that Ellarah was even there, despite the clear evidence as the table he had her bending over was rocking back and forth in a violent fury.

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She cried out in pleasure and joy- colors pulsating out from her as the world dripped in a fanfare of colors.Andd the pair writhed on emotions and pure, raw need. She gasped as she felt him yank her hair, forcing her head back as she smiled.

She couldn't help it, the blossoming sensations of visual effects and the churning of the drugs did a number on her psyche. And by Ansgar's name- each time his balls slapped her already sensitive sex- she felt her body reach a new height- as if he was playing her like a well tuned instrument.  And she sang out in ecstasy.

Never mind how she moaned over being slapped. 

What was even his name again? Where even was here? Did it matter?

 No. No it did not, as her laughter echoed around them as it curled around moans and screams.
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MorningStar

It felt as though the Gods themselves had descended from the heavens to make love to him all night long. In that moment, there was no longer Ellarah; there was only Amaya and the Gods, sucking each other off that transcended the constraints of time and meaning. Amaya found himself drinking wine straight from the Goddess's left tit, his senses tingling with divine ecstasy.

But then reality crashed back in - Ellarah was still there, and he was absolutely railing her. Amidst the swirling colors and divine ambrosia, he refocused on her presence, his grip on the back of her head loose but commanding.

His earlier thoughts proved to be mistaken; he was indeed on the brink of climax. As they moved together in a rhythm that felt like an endless bliss, Amaya's distorted mind managed to contemplate the consequences. It wouldn't be prudent to impregnate Ellarah; after all, they barely knew each other, and she was his bounty - they needed to maintain professionalism (the irony of their sacred clapping of the cheeks was not lost on him).

"Yo," he called out, lifting her head slightly to rest his cheek against hers. "I'm about to explode. Where do you want it?"

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What was he asking?
What was he even saying?

It registered- kind of and before he might know what was going on, she turned around-yanking her hair free- and hooked her legs around him in a vice, laughing as she leaned back at his minstrations. But then she sat up on the table- grabbing him now by the hair and yanking him into a rough kiss.

"Who said we were done, love? 'Cause I'm gonna fuck you to the moon."
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

MorningStar

My gods this woman was insatiable!

But who was he to complain about such enthusiastic company? As she pulled him into a fervent kiss, he reached behind her to grab a bottle of liquor, quickly downing a shot to steady himself and prolong the pleasure. "Show me what you've got," he playfully challenged, reclining on the table and inviting her to join him on top.

Despite the lingering effects of the hallucinogenic substance, with its bizarre visions of cheering crowds and acrobatic three-headed felines, he focused on the woman before him. His senses heightened, he felt every sensation intensely, and his body responded eagerly to her touch.

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Now on top, her booted legs (because .. well.. those had been left on during their undressing process) pinned  him beneath her- making Amaya completely at her mercy. Her lips curled wickedly as hips rolled over top of him, commanding and delicious. 

She tossed her head back in a laugh, body moving and the world still bleeding in a euphoria of colors and she felt the heat and pleasure rise and rise until her own peak began to grow near-

"Fucking Ansgar's balls! Fucking why is this so good!?" She laughed and pinned him down harshly, moving frantic with a wild and furious need. 

She was meant over so low now her forehead rested to hid and he'd be able to feel and hear all the moans and sounded she elicited from his body- and her own- so high on drugs and alchohol.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

MorningStar

Amaya lay sprawled like a discarded puppet, her body yielding to every whim and desire as she used him as her conduit to ecstasy. His gaze wandered the room, taking in the thick scent of their lovemaking that hung heavy in the air like an invisible tapestry woven from passion and sweat. Beads of perspiration coalesced into sticky rivulets, tracing erratic paths down their flushed skin, mirroring the frenzied dance of their bodies entwined below.

As the last remnants of sweat dared to flee through an open window, his focus snapped back to the woman astride him, her movements a symphony of carnal urgency. His hands found purchase on her hips, guiding her rhythm with a mixture of fervor and impatience. "Are you done yet?" he teased, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

With a swift motion, he hoisted her from the table, his grasp firm as he maneuvered her against the wall, her spine pressed flush against its cool surface. Holding her aloft, he plunged into her with a primal hunger, claiming her as his own with each thrust. The pressure within him built relentlessly, an inferno raging beneath the surface, indifferent to the numbing effects of drugs or alcohol. Soon, that explosion of pent-up desire would erupt, consuming them both in a blaze of primal passion.

He couldn't hold it in any longer. With an urgent resolve to avoid fatherhood at all costs, he withdrew from her with a swift motion. As she slid to the ground, a torrent of white-hot, sticky release erupted from him, painting her chest in an explosive display, accompanied by a deep, guttural groan of satisfaction.

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Ellarrah sat there; a panting, sweaty mess. The afterglow of all.. all that was enough to really take it out of her. She didn't even really seem to notice the sticky white mess, whose globs rolled down her ample chest from where he coated her as she just closed her eyes with a moan.

"The hell was in that drink?" She asked, after a time.
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Amaya's body glistened with sweat, and his balls felt drained, evidenced by the masterpiece he had painted across her breasts. "Something wonderful," he replied, still feeling the lingering effects of their encounter.

In all his naked glory, he sauntered over to the bathroom area to fetch a towel, first wiping at his pulsating member before tossing it her way.

He observed her quietly for a moment. She was actually a pretty cool gal. With a smoking body and a pretty face, what a night it had been. She was sure not to be pleased when he handed her over to the authorities the next day.

Still, he might as well enjoy her company while he had it. Letting himself relax onto the bed they had made no use of, he asked, "Wanna cuddle?"

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She was still coming off the effects of well, whatever that was they had been on. And it was only when she moved did she make a disgusted noise as she looked down at her chest.

"Ansgar's balls, boys are messy."

She finally accepted the towel and began to wipe herself off. Then she eyed the man on the bed. 

She raised a brow at his suggestion.

"Not particularly.  Ansgar's name do I need a bath," she complained before finally standing, still working at the mess.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

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BoYs ArE mEsSy.

"Suit yourself," Amaya remarked with a coy grin, before motioning to the room behind him. "Bath's in there. Help yourself."

As Amaya reclined on the bed, he reached for a nearby book, its pages worn from frequent use. With a nonchalant air, he began to read aloud to himself, the words flowing effortlessly from his lips. The effects of the drugs still lingered, casting a hazy veil over his senses, but they were slowly fading away, leaving behind a sense of clarity.