Scion: Seeds of Glory IC

[HookerBoots]

The two beings are almost identical, but they do have a few variations. The taller one steps forward, her head tilted curiously to one side. She speaks Greek haltingly, as though it was a language she hadn't used in a long time. "You seek . . . the captives." Her hands slip over her waist, stroking the smooth curve of her body. "We will let you pass for free," she says, her eyes glancing to her companion, who nods slightly. "The giant and his men are . . . boring. But we can lead you to the captives. For a fee."

The more petite lava-woman steps forward, licking her lips as she comes closer to the group. "We wish for you to dally with us." There is an audible crackle as she looks over the three of you, and sparks seem to fly from her fingers where they touch her generous breasts. "It has been long since we have . . . tasted the passion of the god-children."

"They or the titan-sworn are the only ones we can touch without harm," the taller one adds, her hand almost reaching out towards Brigitte. "But if you do not wish to, we will let you pass without alarm." Her white teeth catch her lip as she moves her hand over her abdomen, just above the junction of her legs, two fingers slipping down to stroke her clit for a second. "We get so . . . in need."

 

[Armphid]

Brigitte relayed the offer of the lava nymphs, though Evan had some idea of it from their actions as the three women spoke with one another. The voices of the pyriads were like those of normal women, but with a hushed roaring behind them as though a miniature blast furnace was opened each time their lips parted.

And perhaps it was, actually.

Evan knew what he wanted to do but he wasn't sure it was the right tack. His cock was straining against his boxers and his jeans, all but demanding he accept their offer. And God, it had been a while. For him, that is. And they were so lush and so inviting...

He'd taken a half step forward before he caught himself and coughed, raising his brows. "It's quite an offer. I believe them when they say they'd let us pass without alarm...but they also might come along behind us or attack us from behind." They hadn't said they wouldn't do those things, and from his reading, one had to have very clear dealings with supernatural beings.

He licked his lips, "I think...we should take them up on their offer. If we give them something, it adds weight to their end of the bargain. And we, er, I, I wouldn't volunteer either of you for this, but I can tire them out."

Assuming he wasn't charred and seared by their mere touch. But he was incredibly resilient now; he'd taken gunshots with nothing but a few bruises back in LA. But he should be able to withstand the heat long enough to, ah, seal the deal. "If you can understand English," he said to the nymphs, stepping forward a few more paces, "I would be glad to accept your generous and incredibly alluring offer."

 

[HookerBoots]

Crystal looks at the two lava women, her hands clenching and unclenching on the bow in her hands. This offer of theirs was compelling, but they were . . . monsters, and she couldn't see herself doing that sort of thing with them. Her eyes flickered over the other two, seeing Evan step closer to the beings. He was willing, but if she couldn't do it, would Brigitte?

The lava nymphs smile languorously, one hand trailing down her body. "One is good, but two might be better." She glances at the girls, the tips of her ears flicking slightly. "But if the male believes himself capable, we will test it." She reaches out to touch Evan's cheek lightly.

To his surprise - and that of the others - her touch is hot, almost feverish, but doesn't leave a trail of burned, or even reddened, skin in its wake. It feels like velvet that has been heated in an oven, gently pressing on his face without being hard enough to hurt. A slow smile spreads over her face, and she steps closer. Evan can feel the heat baking off of her, like standing in front of a forge.

The shorter pyriad takes a step nearer to Brigitte and Crystal, her tongue flickering out like a salamander as she eyes them. "Will you leave the pleasure to your friend, females? Or do you want to feel our heat as well?"

Crystal shakes her head almost imperceptibly, eyes fixed on the glowing orange-red of their bodies. "No," she whispers, her voice hoarse. "No, thank you. I - I should keep watch."

 

[Armphid]

Evan returned the pyriad's smile as she drew closer; though cunning eyes might catch the hint of surprise and uncertainty that glinted in his earth brown eyes. That was not what he'd expected. Her touch felt marvelous, hot certainly, but also smooth and sensual. He'd felt intense heat since his Visitation, even been thrown into the flames of a burning building, and it had not felt like that. Even when it hadn't been enough to really injure him, he had felt it's fury and intent to burn him to ash. But not this time. The heat was there and he felt it, but there was no rage or hunger in it, and his skin was not even reddened by the passage of her fingers. "I don't "think" I'm capable, as you can see."

How? What had changed? He'd never had any powers related to fire, and he hadn't taken the time to try and learn or develop any. So why didn't she burn him? His mind suddenly flashed to the gifts left for him on the ship; the rune stamped dagger sheath and the golden honeycomb bracer. He was sure one of them was responsible for his new ability to see in the dark. Was he also now impervious to fire?

The lava nymph licked her lips and ran her fingers up his neck and caressed the underside of his chin before pressing the tips to her pouty, full lips. "And feel, god-child." Her other hand slid down her body, over her flat stomach and then between her legs to rub her sex, the fiery female whimpering at the touch, "Though you've yet to feel my hottest."

Was it the bracelet or the sheath? If it was the bracelet, no problem, but if it was the knife sheath, how was he going to keep in contact with it? Even if he could convince the pyriad to let him keep his clothes on for this, he wasn't sure they'd survive contact with her.

As if she knew his thoughts, the elemental in front of him poked him in the chest with one finger, the digit burning through his t-shirt as though it were not there. She slid it up and then down again, burning through the front from neck to waistline and then grabbing the sides to pull the shirt off of him. It burst into flames in her hands for a few seconds before she let ash fall from them.

So clothing survival was a no then.

She let out a kind of muted, roaring purr, her hands moving over his chest. "Very nice, god-child, such a sin to cover it." She moved closer still, illuminating his skin the faint glow that poured off of her lava-like body, "In ancient times, the heroes were always naked when they came to us. I liked that; so much less in the way."

Evan grinned despite his concern, "Ah, but it removes all the fun of watching the clothes come off." He leaned in and kissed her suddenly and without warning; her lips like nothing he'd ever felt or tasted before. But God, could she kiss! He pulled back a moment later, her blazing eyes blinking in surprise, "Let me know you how much spice that can add. I guarantee you I make for a very good show."

And a strip would hopefully give him time to figure out how the hell to do this without being burnt to a cinder before he made her cum even once.

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte watches Crystal's face with a mix of sardonic amusement and disappointment. While she's happy that she won't have to share the beautiful magma naiad with the huntress, some part of Brigitte was hoping that Crystal would accept. Maybe then she wouldn't be so damn uptight.

Brigitte turns back to the Pyriad and replies, "I would being honored and delighted to feel your pleasure. Heroes must being doing their duty, after all..." Brigitte trails off as over the shoulder of the smaller Pyriad, she sees the taller one burn Evan's clothing away. The expression on her face is one of pure, unbridled lust, her lips, only a few shades dark then her skin, seeming wet and incredibly full. She tears her eyes away while she still has brain function and reaches up to unbuckle Gram's sheath, dropping it to the stone, then shrugs out of her jacket. Bending over, Brigitte unclasps the silver buttons sealing her boots and steps out of them, turning so as to give the smaller Pyriad an excellent view of her long legs and shapely ass.

With her artifacts removed, Brigitte shucks out of her shoulder holster, then pulls her t-shirt off and casts it aside. Her pants and underwear follow soon after, and she hears a hissing whoosh behind her. Now nude, she turns back to the Pyriad fully, unsure what to do but completely ready to do it. Her pale hair is still in a ponytail, and hangs down onto the slope of her right breast, and her eyes are bright. She bites her lip and steps forward, hesitantly reaching out with her left hand toward the Pyriad's chest.

 

[HookerBoots]

Turning her head away, Crystal walks over to the doorway that leads out of the room where the pyriads had waited for them. Her fingers were toying with her bowstring, unsure whether or not she'd made the right choice. But the important thing was that she would be keeping the others safe, right? She sighed almost imperceptibly.

Brigitte's hand touches the lava nymph's chest, her fingers warming quickly but not burning or even reddening. The elemental's flesh is fever-hot and slightly yielding, smooth as velvet and supple, and she moans as Brigitte's hand travels softly over her chest, tracing a circle concentrically over her breast. "That's the right way to start, godling," she breaths, her hand reaching out to touch the pale-tressed hero's face and trail down to caress one round, full breast. Even when the molten hand touches her hair, there is no searing or smell of burn - just warmth that is just this side of uncomfortable.

The slow motion of Evan's starting to strip holds the taller pyriad's attention, her hands traveling over her body as she watches him start to remove what clothing he has left. He dances slowly, his body swaying to music that seems to whisper in the ears of anyone who looks at him. Hands slide to the belt holding the dagger and sheath on, then down again, rubbing over his stomach for a moment before unfastening the button of his pants. He unzipped them in a smooth motion, turning around and sliding them down, letting the pyriad eye his ass for a moment.

The other eyes in the room are drawn to Evan, at least for a moment, and watch him bare himself for the molten-hot woman standing near him. The pyriad near him has one hand on one of her breasts, kneading the lava flesh gently as she watches. He turns and steps out of the pants, letting the lava-elemental see his erection before kicking off the shoes he'd been wearing, now standing almost naked in the warm air, save for the knife-belt and the golden bracer.

She steps forward, hands reaching for his waist, feeling the smoothness of his skin and the firmness of his musculature. "Why," she asked, stroking her fingers over his belt, "did you leave this on?"

As that loaded question is asked, the other pyriad steps into Brigitte, pressing her body to the blond demigod's, and pressing their lips together. The elemental's mouth tastes like cinnamon, clove, and hot wine, almost hotter than the touch of her skin, and her lips and tongue are marvelously mobile and kiss with a fervor and skill that is incredible. Brigitte can feel the warmth of her skin and the hotter warmth of her pussy so close to the French woman's own. "Mmm, you taste of frost and fire, godling," she breathes, reaching around to grope the hero's firm ass. "I can't wait to taste the rest of you."

 

[Armphid]

Well, fuck.

"I should never trust my instincts," he muttered under his breath. Evan's mind seemed to race for an eternal second before he smiled and reached out with both hands to grab the lush bodied lava lady's hip and pull her firmly against him, "To give you something to hold onto, baby," he growled and before she could speak again he kissed her.

She tasted like mulled wine that only just barely avoided scalding your tongue, and left a slightly smoky aftertaste in his mouth. Her lips responded eagerly to him and he pushed his tongue past them to duel with hers.

One of his hands left her waist to slip around to the small of his back and take hold of the dagger's hilt. He could feel her tense against him as she realized what he was doing; and then gasp as Evan's hand pulled the blade free and tossed it away from them both, the knife clattering on the rock off to their right.

Those lava pool eyes looked up at him with shock. "Didn't think we needed that to worry about, don't you agree?" Evan's grin became a smirk, "God, you feel amazing. I don't think I've ever made a deal I'll enjoy this much." He kissed her again, hard and fierce before moving his lips to her chin and then down her neck, taking his time to taste her searing skin, licking and almost suckling. "My name is Evan Colburn." He maybe shouldn't tell her that but...romancing an elemental fire woman was one hell of a story to fit into his legend. "What may I call you? I want to scream something you'll like the sound of."

 

[HookerBoots]

With a small, pleased smile, the pyriad pressing against Evan leans forward, whispering into his ear, "You can call me Okibi." Her hands slip all over his chest and body, leaving trails of lingering warmth where they pass. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Evan Colburn." She pressed her lips to his neck, the feel of her hot tongue slipping against his skin for a moment as she sucked and licked.

Sighing happily, the shorter pyriad runs long, hot fingers over Brigitte's breasts, teasing her nipples with her sharp almost-talons. The glowing woman bends slightly, her lips trailing from Brigitte's neck to her breasts, kissing and nipping her way to the hard, cherry-colored nubs. That salamander-like tongue flicks out, swirling around Brigitte's nipples, with warmth that both seems to soothe and stimulate the sensitive tips.

While her mouth is teasing those generous orbs, one molten hand slips between Brigitte's legs, just touching the warm wetness of her lips. "Oh, such a needy little hole," she whispers, pulling her mouth from Brigitte's tit. "Pretty little god-child, you can call me Skyde. It will please me to hear you scream it when you cum for me."

Okibi's kisses trail down from Evan's neck and chest to his stomach, the sensation much like feeling a hot shower trail down his body, her knees bending slightly. Her fingers trailed over his legs and hips before wrapping around his cock. "Such a hard, thick cock," she cooed, her words almost lost in the crackling undercurrent of her voice. "I can't wait to see what you taste like." She leaned forward, letting him slide into her mouth. It was wet and hot, almost too much even with his superhuman abilities. Her lips were plush and supple, tongue slipping over the underside of his cock as she began to suckle on it.

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte gasps as the near-painful heat of Skyde's mouth envelops her nipple, and takes her pouty, full lower lip between her teeth with a tiny moan as she feels the heated touch of Skyde's fingertip sliding up and down her slit. Brigitte arches her back, pressing her breasts into Skyde's face, and is rewarded by a playful nip from Skyde's teeth, which elicits a girlish squeak, a squeak that turns into a low moan as Skyde's free hand reaches around to cup Brigitte's toned ass.

Brigitte tilts her head back slightly, her breath coming slow and ragged. Her right hand glides to her hip, and she trails her fingers down and in, until her hand is resting over Skyde's. Skyde is still sucking, biting and teasing Brigitte's small, hard nipples, and Brigitte's other hand slides around Skyde's waist to the small of her back, where she gently drags her fingers up the Pyriad's spine, her fingers curled inward and her nails just barely grazing the hot, red-orange flesh. Brigitte's fingers continue their journey upward along Skyde's back until they reach the back of the flame-nymph's head. Then they slowly wrap around one of Skyde's horns, and Brigitte gently pulls, causing Skyde to straighten, thrusting her breasts into Brigitte's, the heated-silk feeling of the soft flesh exciting Brigitte further.

Skyde's head is tilted back and to one side, and Brigitte kisses Skyde's throat, following the line of her neck to her jawline, kissing up to her ear. Brigitte's right hand, poised over Skyde's left, gently beings to press. "More, please, give me more." Brigitte whispers into the Pyriad's pointed ear. She slowly runs her tongue along its leading edge, from lobe to point.

"Please, Skyde, take me. Take me any way. You. Want." Brigitte's voice is soft and breathy, full of need as she whispers to the Pyriad. Her middle finger presses down, forcing Skyde's fingertip into her body. She gasps in Skyde's ear and gently presses back against the hand cupping her ass and whispers once more. "Ohhhhh, please. Make me do anything you want. I need you to make me cum."

 

[Armphid]

"The pleasure's..mmm, ours." God, her touch was insane. Smooth and silky and such heat! He could feel it pouring into him even after her fingers, or that scorching mouth moved from one place on him to the next.

He was relived that she'd accepted his words, or at least was willing to overlook the belt and sheath. "God, Okibi," he groaned, his eyes closing as she kissed down his body, his hands caressing her graceful neck and then up the along her pointed ears with a gentle phantom touch. From the way her breath hitched, he could tell she enjoyed his touch on her ears; something to remember. "You know exactly what you want, don't you?"

Evan's back arched and his head went back, his breath rushing out of him as the lava nymph's searing mouth engulfed his cock. He stiffened, tensing from head to toe at the raw, burning pleasure that roared through him as her pouty lips sealed around his shaft and her tongue went to work, her delicate cheeks concaving as she started to suck him. His hands grasped her horns, not to push or control, but just to touch her and almost to hang on.

Never had he felt anything like this. Her mouth was hotter than any pussy he'd ever been in; alive and eager and moving all around him. Her tongue was long and skilled, tasting and exploring every vein and bit of skin as Okibi took more and more of his dick into her mouth. He wondered how long it had been for her since her bald, horned head was slurping and sucking on his cock like she needed it to live. "God!" He finally got his voice back, looking down at the lush figured pyriad, "Your mouth is fucking amazing, so hot, so wet and so eager!" He moaned openly and without shame, his hands moving over her red-orange skin and stroking the back of her head as she responded with a muffled chuckle that sent a thrilling vibration through him. "Love that taste of demigod cock, don't you, Okibi? Ohh, fuck, such a good little cocksucker."

She was good, great, at this. How many centuries and millennia had she lived to perfect her skills? However long, he was glad they'd chosen not to fight. "Best, uhh, best blowjob I've ever had, you gorgeous thing," he gasped, and meant it. Which meant quite a bit, given how many he'd experienced. Fuck, he wanted so much to just let her slurp and suck him right to bliss and feel his cock spasm in her throat; letting her drink his cum. "Keep it up, Okibi, and you'll need to decide, hnn, where you want your first load of the night. Right into this hot little mouth so you can swallow it down? On that pretty face? Maybe on those big, plush tits?"

He looked over at Brigitte and felt his cock throb at the sight. God, he envied that nymph. Evan licked his lips and looked back down at Okibi as she pushed herself forward and made a slight gagging sound before she slid up his length fully, making him cry out as she took him into her throat, her nose pressing against his body, his sack brushing her chin. "Guh! G-god damn! Yes, fucking...suck every inch of dick," he gasped.

 

[HookerBoots]

Skyde chuckles softly, the sound like crackling logs. "Anything I want?" Her finger slips further inside Brigitte, feeling like a red-hot tongue of fire, spreading her lips and opening her cunt for the rest of the lava nymph's digits. "I think I can do that." She leans forward slightly, pressing her lips to Brigitte's neck again, her finger starting to pump in and out of the pretty hero. Quickly, she adds another finger, and then another, filling and spreading the tight hole with more than half her hand. "Such a tight hole," she hisses, nipping Brigitte's ear hard enough to hurt. "Gods, you're so eager for it - weren't you screwing your handsome friend?"

With surprising strength, the pyriad lifts Brigitte off her feet with the hand on her ass and lays her down on the hard, hot stone floor, fingers still fucking her hot, dripping snatch. Kneeling on the floor next to the now-prone blond, the lava woman looks over Brigitte's body with proprietary admiration for a moment before moving to straddle Brigitte's face, one of her feet dangling into the pool of lava nearby. As she moves to position herself over the pretty face beneath her, one of her sides seems to ripple and grow, the surface of her 'skin' seeming to flow up from her leg to that nexus.

"Eat my pussy, god-child, and I will make you cum," she promises, leaning forward and pressing her slender, supple form against Brigitte's. The rippling growth on her side has changed from an amorphous shape into a long, tapering appendage, ending in a rounded tip. Her tongue quickly finds the place, lapping and circling Brigitte's clit as her fingers keep moving inside the woman's wet cunt, drawing out her juices and letting them trail down from the hot slit to her ass, then to the floor of the cavern.

In a moment, Brigitte feels the tip of the new tentacular appendage slide across her anus, hot and smooth and probing. The warmth is almost relaxing, while the location is one made to create tension. As the tip of it pressed forward, seeking entry to Brigitte's tight ass, Skyde finally wraps her lips around Brigitte's engorged clit and starts to suck on it as though it were a tiny cock, her fingers now almost flying in and out of the girl's pussy.

Without stopping, Okibi looks up at Evan, her mouth moving faster and feeling hotter than before. She reaches around to grip his hip, pulling more of his shaft into her mouth, letting him hit the back of her throat and slide down it. To his amazement - personal and professional - she doesn't have to stop in a few seconds, gasping. Not having to breathe lets her deep throat him as long as she wants to, and apparently, her answer to his dilemma is clear.

As she started to hum, the vibrations driving him almost past the point of no return, he felt one of her hands slip around his hips to his ass. Before he had time to think about what she would be doing, Evan feels her finger sliding between the globes of his ass and rubbing gently over the pucker of his asshole.

 

[Kinkerhell]

As Skyde's lips wrap around her button and the Pyriad's searing tongue flickers across the tiny bud, Brigitte's eyes widen and she opens her mouth to speak, or scream, or gasp. Then Skyde drops down slightly, shifting her weight so that her slick, hairless lips are just touching Brigitte's mouth and the French Scion is suddenly seized with the desire to please the Pyriad. She can feel the other woman's fingers speed up, fucking her with a frenzied intensity, and Brigitte feels an all-consuming urge to make the Pyriad feel as good as herself.

Brigitte reaches up to grasp the fire-nymph's hips and gently tug her downward, bringing her pussy into easier reach, and slowly starts running her tongue up the slick, red-orange slit. The Pyriad tastes like honey and spice, with the faintest hint of ash. Its not unpleasant, but its very different, and Brigitte's first few licks are tentative. Soon, though, her pleasure and arousal overcome the novelty of the situation, and she begins fucking Skyde with her tongue, neither fast nor slow, shallow nor deep, but keeping up a steady motion, licking Skyde's walls over and over again.

Then she feels the hot, tapering appendage probing her asshole start to push, and she screams into Skyde's hot, wet flower.

Its not that it hurts. On the contrary, the heat of it is relaxing, and as wet as Brigitte is, the thing has plenty of lubrication. No, its that she thought it was Skyde's finger. Now the tapering appendage is forcing five, six, seven inches of itself into her ass, and the near searing heat is filling her up. The whole thing is so intense, so new and different, that Brigitte can't help but cry out. Her scream goes on and on and one, and she reaches down to grip Skyde's breasts, grabbing them and pinching the Pyriad's nipples while her tongue picks up the pace, assaulting the fire-nymph's pussy as fast as Brigitte can make it. She feels Skyde arch, her tongue leaving Brigitte's clit as she lets out a delighted moan that increases rapidly in pitch to a shriek. Her fingers, already moving quickly, are now pounding at Brigitte almost fast enough to hurt, and Brigitte cries out in sudden, almost painful orgasm, its quickness and intensity surprising her.

 

[Armphid]

Evan nibbled his lower lip, his hips pumping his cock in Okibi's willing and utterly welcoming mouth faster and faster now, knowing what she wants. God, this was so screwed up and so perfectly legendary! Then he felt her hand on his ass, pulling one cheek away and then-

"Fuuck!" His sack tightened as soon as he felt the sweet touch and soft pressure of her finger on his rosebud. His hips bucked and his cock swelled as his load suddenly fired into the fiery female. Her throat worked around his cock, timing her gulps with each grunt accompanied jet of his thick jizz, the nymph's eyelids fluttering as she drank his seed.

He came big, not even having masturbated since he'd arrived in Iceland, more and more creamy, sticky, heavy cum pumping into the eagerly cooing and guzzling pyriad. Evan took a long ragged breath as it finished and let out a shaky laugh, "God damn, Okibi. That was...I don't know that I have the words, magnificent."

She pulled her head back and let his cock out of her mouth with a wet, slurping pop, "I knew you would enjoy it, Evan Colburn. And you gave me so much...more than the giant, when he lets me taste him."

More cum than a giant? Hell, he didn't know if it should, but that made him feel even better about it. Evan grinned and helped her to stand, pulling the nymph to him. He registered surprise in her eyes before their lips met and he kissed her deeply, not tasting even a trace of himself, to his own mild surprise.

He broke the kiss and she nipped at his neck, "You liked this too," she giggled, her hand still toying with his ass. Two fingers now rubbed and prodded at his back door, though neither had pushed into him. Yet. "If you stay a while, handsome god-child, I will give you such pleasures."

He almost said yes, but with a deep breath he shook his head, "I'll make sure you get yours, lovely, but we're here to save the normal humans the giant took."

She let out a soft, pouty sound, "Heroes. Well, if you win, come back then." The hand not on his ass moved to stroke his hair, "But I will get mine, as you say, and I want to have it on your cock. I want to feel you in me, pumping into me, stirring me up, until I scream on it and feel you filling my womb with your seed."

God damn that was hot. Evan let his hands move low to cup her ass, his legs shifting a bit more apart and bracing, "Can't refuse a request like that." Then he lifted her, Okibi letting out a brief startled yelp and then giggling, spreading her legs as he lifted her up off the ground.

Both of her hands moved to hold onto his shoulders, on either side of his neck, her back arching and her head back, neck extended as he pulled her onto his once more hard, long dick; both of them crowing their delight as he sank into a furnace of grasping, clutching, sopping velvet.

 

[HookerBoots]

The feeling of Brigitte's orgasm made Skyde gasp, the tightness on her fingers and the vibration of the scream against her pussy so intense that it almost pushed her over the edge. Her fingers kept moving, however, as well as they could through the force of Brigitte's orgasm, and the tentacle from her side was working as well, tapering as much as it could to keep from being too painful. It was clear that the blond hero liked a little hurt, but the pyriad wasn't too sure how much would be too much.

Instead, she kept up the stimulation, her tongue flickering over the sensitive clit in a blur, fingers moving only slightly less quickly than before. As the spasms of Brigitte's orgasm passed, Skyde let the tentacle in her ass grow again, slightly larger than before and moving faster than before, stretching the tight pucker further than before, spreading her ass cheeks more with the lava-made appendage. Skyde lifted her head for a moment and gasped, "That was amazing, godling! Make me cum, and your next will more than equal that one," before dropping her head to Brigitte's wet, waiting pussy again.

The scene between Okibi and Evan was like something out of a high-budget porn movie - her back almost parallel to the floor, legs spread in a perfect V as he started to move her on his cock, rocking his hips back and forth to fuck her hot, tight hole. After the first few thrusts, however, she brought her legs down and around, wrapping around his waist to hold herself steady and pull his cock even farther inside of her.

"Yessss," she hissed, her hips grinding against his with every thrust forward. "That's good, such a thick cock!" Her pussy seemed almost to be alive, flowing over his cock like it was still liquid magma, and her tits bounced perfectly every time he pushed into her waiting body. With a sighing moan, Okibi arches her back agai. "Fuck me hard, Evan, give me that cock until I cum on it, please," she begs, her eyes looking up at him, twin pools of lava that somehow managed to convey lust.

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte's orgasm goes on and on and on! Even when every muscle in Brigitte's divinely-enhanced body snapped taut at once, Skyde just kept going. Finally, the orgasm passed, and Brigitte could feel the appendage in her ass growing, the thickness of the member stretching her, the thickness and heat making her ass feel deliciously tortured. Then it starts to move, faster and harder now than before, roughly filling her again and again. Brigitte screams and redoubles her efforts on Skyde's dripping, incredibly hot pussy.

Suddenly, Skyde tightens up, gasping, and Brigitte's face is soaked in Skyde's spicy-sweet cum. Brigitte licks as much of it as she can from her lips and face, then pushes her tongue back into Skyde, lapping up the sweet fluids. Skyde says something, but Brigitte doesn't hear it and doesn't particularly care what the Pyriad is saying. All she wants is more, more pain, more pleasure, more thickness, more of Skyde's cum. More, more more!

Brigitte arches her back and thrusts her hips, pushing herself against Skyde's pressing fingers and lashing tongue, and is rewarded by the feeling of Skyde's long, slim, hot fingers going deeper into her pussy. At the same time, Brigitte reaches up, grasping Skyde's ass with both hands, prizing her plush, red-orange cheeks apart. Her fingers creep inward, kneading the flesh of Skyde's ass and drawing ever closer to her tight, red rosebud, her tongue working rapidly over Skyde's clit, making the Pyriad moan and coo in pleasure, undulating and grinding her pussy against Brigitte's face, trying to find some penetration, some satisfaction rather than the torture of the light little flicks.

Brigitte's hands continue inward until her middle fingers are pressing gently against the edges of Skyde's anus. Brigitte begins to lick, long and slow, running from Skyde's clit all the way to her asshole, pressing the tip of her tongue against the lava nymph's tight pucker before starting back down, making the Pyriad's anus glisten with spit and her own cum. Brigitte bucks against a particularly deep thrust of Skyde's fingers, her thighs tensed and her hips off the ground for a moment. She hears Skyde laugh, a low smoky sound of satisfaction. Brigitte smiles herself, the pushes her lips into Skyde's vagina, parting her lips and pushing her tongue into Skyde as far as it will go, as fast as she can. At the same time, her right middle and ring fingers curl inward and Brigitte pushes suddenly, spearing the Pyriad's ass on her fingers.

 

[Armphid]

Evan had never felt anything like this in his life. He'd expected heat, yes, but nothing like this. It was blazing and seemed to set every nerve in his cock aflame with sensation. The heat poured into him as he thrust into her; spreading throughout him until he half wondered if his bare feet wouldn't start to melt the stone under them.

And the way she felt! It was as if her insides were molten still; flowing around his invading dick to hug and form perfectly around it, only to spread in the space left when he pulled back so that each time he plunged into her it was as if he'd never been, her sex spreading for him anew each time.

He smiled as she begged him to fuck her until she came. God, to hear her say his name...it was usually his screen name or the name of the character he was playing, to hear a woman moan his name in soaked desire was simply thrilling.

"Give it to you, Okibi, as hard as you want it," he answered. He adjusted his grip on her and started to pull her back in time with his pistoning hips. "God, so hot and fucking flowing over me! Never felt anything like it, you nasty lava slut."

He hoped she liked dirty talk. Maybe he should have asked first.

"I'll fuck you until you cum, until you scream and beg for me to give you mine," he went on, rolling his head back. "God! So fucking hot! Take that cock, Okibi, love every fucking inch and second of it!"

 

[HookerBoots]

On the floor, Skyde's tentacle spreads out even more, filling Brigitte's ass up and opening it farther than it had been before. The fingers in the blond hero's cunt now number four, and Skyde is fucking her with them while flicking a thumb and her tongue over the hard, aching nub of Brigitte's clit. The lava-woman is moaning heavily, her hips grinding back against Brigitte's face, as she feels her asshole spread open on her lover's fingers.

"I fucking love it!" Okibi answers Evan, her hands still clutching his shoulders as he bounced her on his cock. "Such an amazing shaft, fucking spearing my nasty cunt!" There was the faint sound of wetness hitting stone, and the smell of spiced honey wafted up as Okibi's pussy started to drip onto the floor of the cavern as Evan fucked her. "So wet, want you so much," she gasps, her eyes closing.

As Brigitte starts to penetrate Skyde's anus with her fingers, fucking them in and out of the tight hole, the pyriad starts to mewl and whimper into Brigitte's slit, and Brigittie could feel her nipples tighten and harden against her stomach - if the sensations from her cunt and ass weren't driving everything else away. The thick - now almost insanely so - shaft in Brigitte's ass starts to twitch and shudder inside of her, at the same time that Skyde's pussy starts to leak more of those sweet, spicy juices.

It was clear that Okibi was getting close as well, her head thrown back and her legs tightening around Evan's waist. "Gods, yes! So close, keep fucking me, Evan!" Her fingers dig almost painfully into his shoulders, and he redoubles his efforts, slamming himself into her over and over, pulling her against him so hard that he's a little afraid she might literally split in half. But in a moment, Okibi's body starts to shake, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Both of the pyriads cum together, their pussies letting out gushes of hot, sticky nymph-cum. Okibi cries out, "Ahhhhh, fuck! Evan, yes!" and while it's unclear, given where her mouth is, what Skyde is saying, she also screams, her voice muffled by Brigitte's wet and needy pussy. Both molten cunts spasm and twitch, milking tongues and cocks, asses trembling and clutching at fingers as well. "Give it to me," Okibi manages to gasp, the fire in her voice louder as she rides out the wave of her orgasm. "Give me your seed, fill me up, god-child, Evan, I want it!"

The tentacle shaft inside of Brigitte's ass has started to cum as well, giving her an asshole full of something hot and sticky as the shaft itself keeps fucking in and out, trembling and pulsing. Skyde lifts her head for a moment, using her other hand to pinch Brigitte's clit as she growls, "Cum for me, you hot little slut, haven't cum this hard in millennia, want you to cum for me!" She shoves another two inches of her shaft into Brigitte's asshole and growls, "Scream my name, god-slut, tell me how you love it!"

 

[Armphid]

God damn! The flowing magma of her sex seemed to suddenly change direction and force, churning around his cock and pumping him almost as it her pussy had turned into some kind of inner tentacle and wrapped about him. It squeezed and quivered as she came, working and stroking him.

Evan growled at her words, slamming into her harder still, his rhythm starting to break as he felt his own orgasm madly rushing towards him. "Right now, Okibi! Give you, nngh, every last bit I have to give! Take it in you, my cum, my fucking seed!"

He let out a staggered groan and felt his balls tighten and mind numbing joy lanced through him. His hips rocked, each thrust spraying more of his thick, creamy jizz into the lava nymph. His toes and the balls of his feet lifted off the floor, his perfect ass clenching, his whole body seeming to tense enough to send all his essence firing into Okibi's body.

And suddenly it was over, a few last jagged bits of pleasure striking him as he slowly his rocking hips and lifting the nymph's languid form up to rest against him, her arms dangling over his shoulders. Evan kissed up her neck before claiming her lips in a last, long, sweet embrace.

He turned and carried her over to the lava pool, kneeling beside it and setting her down on the very edge. Evan took a deep breath and grinned down at the lush and magnificent form of the pyriad, "Best toll ever."

But they needed to go. This had actually taken more time than they perhaps should have spent. Evan gave her a shallow bow and a wink, the same to Skyde. "But I hope you'll excuse us, ladies, we have other obligations to tend to." The stunning young man gathered up his clothes, though he didn't put them back on yet. It might be a good idea to give certain fluids time to cool; burning holes in his clothes that way would be kind of embarrassing.

He looked back to Brigitte and gave her a look of appreciative respect, "Though I could be wrong...that might have been the best toll ever. Ready to head further in?"

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte's clit is enveloped in a white-hot inferno, and jagged, raw spikes of pleasure whipsaw through her body as Skyde pinches her clit with her brand-hot fingers. Brigitte's arms slam down, tearing her fingers violently from Skyde's ass. Her palms hit the rock, her lean muscles flexing, and for a moment she's bridged, arched on heels and palms, lifting herself and the sexy greek titanspawn completely free of the ground. She throws her head back and shrieks, a long, loud sound of pleasure as she cums.

After a second, she collapses, but Skyde's furious assault on her nethers isn't over yet. A fourth finger is forced into Brigitte's pussy, and the stretching crosses the line from painfully pleasurable to pleasurably painful. As Skyde's fingers speed back up, Brigitte can feel the occasional lance of pain between her legs, and knows that Skyde is destroying her pussy with her hand. Her thumb whips across Brigitte's clit and she's suddenly close to orgasm again.

As the pain mounts, Brigitte can't even concentrate enough to keep pleasuring Skyde in return. Luckily, the nymph seems happy enough forcing Brigitte to another brutal, powerful orgasm. The tentacle in Brigitte's ass thickens further, threatening to split her asshole, leaving her body totally ruined. Even hot and smooth and coated in Brigitte's juices, the exquisite agony in Brigitte's ass is almost too much to bear. She loves it, but the the fingers ripping up her pussy are forcing her anus tighter, and the tentacle is this close to tearing it as it pistons in and out, pounding her ass into oblivion.

Brigitte keeps shrieking, changing only pitch as pain and pleasure rise and fall. The sound goes on and on and on as Skyde hammers away at her body. When the tentacle in her ass thickens further, it sends a bolt of pure agony through Brigitte, and she knows she'll be bleeding, but it only makes her scream a little louder. Then it starts spurting, the entire length convulsing and bulging, spraying something hot and sticky into her bowels, and the sudden spray of heat and pressure forces Brigitte over the edge. Her orgasm is so powerful that she nearly blacks out, and her heels beat a rapid tattoo on the floor. Her final scream is of Skyde's name, over and over and over again, until her throat is raw.

She collapses, and Skyde pulls out of her and rolls aside. A deluge of fluids pour out of her brutalized rectum and the air of the cavern, as warm as it is, is suddenly very cold on her gaping holes. For a long moment, she can't even move, but eventually, she levers herself upright, wincing at the pain between her legs. She closes her eyes, feeling hot, sticky cum run down her thighs. She looks down, and sees the thick fluid steaming...or smoking. There's also a little blood in it, and Brigitte is afraid that if he clenches any muscle between her knees and her shoulders, the pain will make her pass out. She loves it.

Still leaking, naked, and hurting, she walks over and grabs Skyde, pulling her into a long, passionate kiss. Then she hears Evan speak and turns in time to catch his expression and hear is inquiry. She holds up a hand, not trusting her voice yet, then closes her eyes and concentrates for a moment, expending a small portion of her power. Her torn and bruised flesh mends in a flash, her holes tightening and the bruising around them fading. A gush of Pyriad cum runs down her leg as her ass tightens, but suddenly she feels worlds better. She turns and steps close to the lava carefully, letting the intense heat burn and evaporate the remains of the act from her skin. Then she turns to Evan and says, "Yes, now I'm ready." She turns to Skyde and asks in Greek, "May we ever see you again?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Skyde and Okibi straighten up, both of them moving together almost more sinuously than before as they walk over to where the other two and assembling. "You may," Skyde replies. "You will always be welcome to us, at least, and there are others of our kind around the world, of course." She reaches out a hand to stroke Brigitte's cheek gently as Crystal makes her way over to the group. "You can also call either of us, if you need us, by placing a hand into any lava and willing it."

Blushing, Crystal looks at the doorway that she'd been standing guard over. "We should probably get moving," she says softly. "I heard some sounds from in there, but I never saw anyone." Her fingers are clutching the bow in her hands, knuckles almost white.

Okibi and Skyde look at her, eyes blinking once before Okibi walked over to her, resting one hand on her hand over the bow. "You will also be welcome, godling. Perhaps next time, you will join us as well."

The Greek archer blushes even more redly, and nods. "I . . . might, if I ever have time to spare." She looks up at Evan and Brigitte. "Whenever you guys are ready."

As the three of you head farther into the cave, the light is a little bit brighter, more of the pooling magma in the center of the floor. There are no beings present in the room, but there is definitely the sound of chanting coming from the doorway on the other side.

 

[Armphid]

Evan chuckled and shook his head as he pulled his jeans back on and knelt to lace his boots up while Okibi made her offer to Crystal. It would do Crystal a lot of good to take a session with the nymphs. Well, maybe just one of them. The two at once might overload the oddly repressed archer.

He felt a sense of accomplishment as he stood. The pyraids hadn't exactly given them their allegiance but telling how to summon them was...a very interesting move. Maybe they'd made friends and lovers today.

Though there were a few doubts. It looked like Skyde had used Brigitte pretty sorely and just as much that Brigitte had loved it. He wouldn't deny his attraction to the slender, deadly swordswoman and that he had entertained a hope of...he wasn't sure really. Sex, certainly, but he wanted to show her some care and genuine feeling. But was that what she wanted? Could he give her what she needed or desired?

It wasn't a question he'd asked himself before. But it was a troubling one. And sadly, one he didn't have time to think about now. "Really hate how my brain works sometimes," he muttered. This wasn't about him.

The re-dressed and re-armed trio moved further into the cave. From the doorway beyond came the sound of chanting; droning voices raised in a language Evan didn't know, singing paens and begging favors of unknown powers.

There wasn't much way to see though the doorway. No way to know how many were there or what the lay of the land was. But if there was some kind of ritual going on it needed disrupting. Evan licked his lips and let out a long breath. "Well, we need to break that up. I'm thinking I fly in and get their attention, break up that chant, and let you guys storm in while they're looking at me. What do you think?"

He did kind of just want to go. But if they weren't on the same page with this, someone could die. "I'm open to other options as well but we shouldn't spend too much time planning. If I hear that chant hitting a crescendo, I'm going in."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte, now clothed and armed, quirks an eyebrow at Evan. "You're waiting that long?" She unsheaths her great blade in a fluid motion, the long sword singing as it comes out of its sheath, the metal sound carrying a promise of swift and remorseless death. She listens for a moment, but can't make heads or tails of the cant. Grinning wryly, she turns to Crystal. "What's greek for 'your language is all itself to me?"

Grinning wider at the other woman's bemused expression, she wills forth her gifts for the second time that night. Suddenly her skin is coated once again in frost-touched metal, steaming in the hot air. When she moves, turning back to the cavern, her every motion is touched by the same supernatural grace and speed that she exhibited in the forest. Her grin turns predatory. Here, clad in the fullness of her aspect, she is complete again. Gone is the painslut, the nymphomaniac, the frightened girl. She will not be touched nor caressed, hurt nor scared. She is light as snow, hard as stone, and mean as hell once more.

"Put on your dancing shoes, Evan. The music is about to start." Grinning in anticipation of the fight, Brigitte advances into the cavern.

 

[HookerBoots]

Crystal sighs almost imperceptibly, moving towards the entrance to the next chamber behind Brigitte and Evan. As the trio approaches the doorway, the chanting from inside grows louder - not just from the decrease in range. More voices have joined in, almost in a counterpoint to the main voice's powerful chanting. Before the group reaches the door, another sound joins the chanting - the clicking of claws on stone.

As the group pauses, one of the scorpion monsters, what the cultist outside had called a "Scorpio", clatters out of the doorway towards them. Its human head, perched on the back of its stinger-tail is looking backward at the room it has just left, trusting its muscle memory to keep it from falling into the lava.

Two more steps, and then monster stops, the claws in the front clacking together slowly. The head pivots around, almost in slow motion, to look at the group. The mouth opens in a hiss, and it begins running towards the group.

Crystal takes aim and fires in one smooth motion, and the arrow flies true. The scorpion beast doesn't stop moving when the feathered shaft drives deep into his shoulder. He does, however, falter when his right claw becomes useless, drooping towards the floor of the cave.

 

[Armphid]

Evan couldn't help but smile back at Brigitte, "I'm always ready to dance beside you, darling. Lead the way."

So much for coming up with a plan. Now he got to look wishy washy too.

The Scorpio obviously wasn't expecting them and the girls were on it before Evan could even blink. The farm boy turned porn star's blood sang and urged him to join in the fight, to bury his axe in the thing and split it's carapace in two. But they weren't here for that. They were here to save the scientists and disrupt the ritual.

"Doesn't look like it'll be a slow jam," Evan quipped. He threw himself forward in a leap over the horrific meld of beast and man and stayed in the air, the golden ring on his right hand gleaming brightly in the reflected lava light.

He flew through the doorway, channeling his power through his body and his beauty, commanding the attention of all within the next area that could see him. "Ladies, assholes, I'm afraid tonight's titanic ritual will be preempted by righteous ass kicking." He grinned as brazenly as he knew how, "Stay tuned; it's going to be the show of you lives."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Brigitte follows Crystal's arrow in. The scorpion-thing had come out of nowhere, but it had chosen pretty much the worst possible moment to do so. Brigitte laughs, she can't help it. Its been a good day, full of sex and the slaughter of monsters, and now it is going to get better.

As she darts forward, she hears the things chitinous armor crack under the impact of the arrow. She'd intended to simply hammer the thing into paste, but hearing its armor give way puts an idea in Brigitte's head. Changing course rapidly, Brigitte goes for the cracked spot where the arrow is sticking out of the creature. As she draws up on the thing, Brigitte wraps her other hand around the hilt of Gram and slams it forward, sending the point in toward the broken plating.

The blow could not have been more perfect. The point of Gram follows the shaft of the arrow, the blade scraping the arrowhead as it passes, finding the new seam in the scorpion's armor and driving forward into the soft flesh beyond. The blade goes in and in and in, until Brigitte can feel the point scrape the armor on the other side of the creature's body for a moment before it punches through, spitting the scorpion on the blade.

The creature thrashes weakly for a second before Brigitte lifts her blade to point straight out. She sees Evan fly past and hears his bold proclamation, which gives her another idea. Gauging his flight path, Brigitte smoothly kicks the scorpion free, the corpse shooting under and past Evan, adding a very direct counterpoint to his words as it smashes into an outcropping with a crunching-squishing thud.