TirithIre
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Aaxtrinioius smirked as she had lost sense of where she was or what she was doing, but even as she trembled and spasmed from his feasting on her, she had to remember when he had said that he would feast on her, such a thing meant exactly that. He watched her world come back into focus though as he slid into her, and even as she said that he smiled, though as her legs wrapped around him, he groaned softly into her lips.
Unlike the night before he took his time, it certainly not a hard rutting of pure physical pleasure, but rather a melding of two souls. As they moved together, as those words were spoken with the truth of her heart unleashed though, Aaxtrinioius's eyes opened in pure delight, though as he was about to respond, there was a rumbling throughout the entire castle.
" My Keara..." He whispered, but even as he said that she felt him shudder, and as they both would look over to the rose, it was humming and pulsing with power before the glass cover lifted off the flower, the petals dis-integrating and as the flower dissapeared, the rumbling became more and more pronounced.
Through the window, they could see the veil was breaking fully apart, the curse finally being lifted Aaxtrinioius's form did begin to change as well. His hair remained a dark auburn brown, it shortening slightly and smoothing out. From his head though two spiralling horns appeared, curling back slightly. His entire physical form shuddered and grew physically by a foot, he a truly tall imposing man, and where sleek human lithe physical form had be, now there was simply an Adonis of a 'man'.
His hands and feet remained the same, though along his arms and lower legs blackened scales appeared, and when he was 'done', he resembled the dragon shadow which had tormented her those first few days, only in the flesh, not hidden any longer. He smiled though as he 'finished', and softly groaned. The castle seemed brighter as well, the gloom of the veil's covering lifted... and when all was said and done... it was done.
Aaxtrinioius looked to her though and simply smiled. His features were a bit more angular in the face, he looking SO much more regal and powerful in his dragonoid form, but she knew now as well, when he wished, he would be able to return to his full dragon form. For now, he but held her and kissed her, whispering his thanks to her.
He did not leave her depths either, instead he had seemed to grow even there, though not in length really, since he was already so long, but in thickness, he stretching her to truly the max as his hips began to move again, fucking her slowly, passionately, getting used to his own body again. It had been a long time since he had been within it after all!
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It seemed that the world was full of sadness, but Izumo refused to live within that sadness, and instead focused on the good things in life, such as meeting new people, perhaps even gaining a dragons favor if he 'played it right', and so even as he heard Aerthalla's story, he did go to her, giving her the one glass.
As she toasted with him, and even as she looked to him with that wicked little grin, he but smiled as he drank his wine, not hurriedly, but instead with a sense of purpose. He was about to reply when the entire castle began to quake. " What the hell..." He grumbled, but holding the glass he darted, pushing the balcony doors open Izumo stared at the veil with wonder.
" My gods she must have given him all of her love, the veil is lifting." He announced, there both an immense happiness, as well as an immense sadness there. Happiness that his fellow kitsune had found herself enough to give herself to the dragon, but sadness in knowing that there really WAS no chance of 'winning her'.
Such were things though. He watched the way the dragon statues fixed themselves, and had they gone exploring they would have found the paintings, tapestries and artwork all back where they belonged, but he rushed back to Aerthalla and smirked.
" As for what you asked, I want you to trust this handsome kitsune, and close your eyes." He purred. He of course was thrilled to be in a NON cursed castle, and though he was sure that the attack on the dragon would still happen regardless of the curse being lifted, for tonight he didn't want to focus on more sad or painful thoughts.
He waited until she had done as he asked, before Izumo gently took her glass and setting it aside, he softly reached out, running his hand over her cheek. " Since you have not known what it is to be cared for, to have passion beyond physical need, that is what I will share with you. Keep those eyes closed Aerthalla, and just feel." He mused, his touch so feather like, gentle, warm and comforting as he finally slid his hand over her pointed elven ear, knowing how sensitive they were and cupping the nape of her neck, the kitsune leaned in and softly kissed her.
Lips softly featherly touched, dancing and pressing then, they could face the shadows of the world tomorrow. For tonight, they would enjoy each others company!
Unlike the night before he took his time, it certainly not a hard rutting of pure physical pleasure, but rather a melding of two souls. As they moved together, as those words were spoken with the truth of her heart unleashed though, Aaxtrinioius's eyes opened in pure delight, though as he was about to respond, there was a rumbling throughout the entire castle.
" My Keara..." He whispered, but even as he said that she felt him shudder, and as they both would look over to the rose, it was humming and pulsing with power before the glass cover lifted off the flower, the petals dis-integrating and as the flower dissapeared, the rumbling became more and more pronounced.
Through the window, they could see the veil was breaking fully apart, the curse finally being lifted Aaxtrinioius's form did begin to change as well. His hair remained a dark auburn brown, it shortening slightly and smoothing out. From his head though two spiralling horns appeared, curling back slightly. His entire physical form shuddered and grew physically by a foot, he a truly tall imposing man, and where sleek human lithe physical form had be, now there was simply an Adonis of a 'man'.
His hands and feet remained the same, though along his arms and lower legs blackened scales appeared, and when he was 'done', he resembled the dragon shadow which had tormented her those first few days, only in the flesh, not hidden any longer. He smiled though as he 'finished', and softly groaned. The castle seemed brighter as well, the gloom of the veil's covering lifted... and when all was said and done... it was done.
Aaxtrinioius looked to her though and simply smiled. His features were a bit more angular in the face, he looking SO much more regal and powerful in his dragonoid form, but she knew now as well, when he wished, he would be able to return to his full dragon form. For now, he but held her and kissed her, whispering his thanks to her.
He did not leave her depths either, instead he had seemed to grow even there, though not in length really, since he was already so long, but in thickness, he stretching her to truly the max as his hips began to move again, fucking her slowly, passionately, getting used to his own body again. It had been a long time since he had been within it after all!
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It seemed that the world was full of sadness, but Izumo refused to live within that sadness, and instead focused on the good things in life, such as meeting new people, perhaps even gaining a dragons favor if he 'played it right', and so even as he heard Aerthalla's story, he did go to her, giving her the one glass.
As she toasted with him, and even as she looked to him with that wicked little grin, he but smiled as he drank his wine, not hurriedly, but instead with a sense of purpose. He was about to reply when the entire castle began to quake. " What the hell..." He grumbled, but holding the glass he darted, pushing the balcony doors open Izumo stared at the veil with wonder.
" My gods she must have given him all of her love, the veil is lifting." He announced, there both an immense happiness, as well as an immense sadness there. Happiness that his fellow kitsune had found herself enough to give herself to the dragon, but sadness in knowing that there really WAS no chance of 'winning her'.
Such were things though. He watched the way the dragon statues fixed themselves, and had they gone exploring they would have found the paintings, tapestries and artwork all back where they belonged, but he rushed back to Aerthalla and smirked.
" As for what you asked, I want you to trust this handsome kitsune, and close your eyes." He purred. He of course was thrilled to be in a NON cursed castle, and though he was sure that the attack on the dragon would still happen regardless of the curse being lifted, for tonight he didn't want to focus on more sad or painful thoughts.
He waited until she had done as he asked, before Izumo gently took her glass and setting it aside, he softly reached out, running his hand over her cheek. " Since you have not known what it is to be cared for, to have passion beyond physical need, that is what I will share with you. Keep those eyes closed Aerthalla, and just feel." He mused, his touch so feather like, gentle, warm and comforting as he finally slid his hand over her pointed elven ear, knowing how sensitive they were and cupping the nape of her neck, the kitsune leaned in and softly kissed her.
Lips softly featherly touched, dancing and pressing then, they could face the shadows of the world tomorrow. For tonight, they would enjoy each others company!