Angelo groaned, his hand went down to caress Sarva's horns. His cock twitched inside her throat, and his balls ached for release. He wouldn't last much longer in Sarva's mouth, which the succubus could sense, of course. Seeing the reaction, Angelo gently but more boldly touched Marguerite's tail, as he kissed her neck again, 'That's their loss... you're extremely beautiful and sensual... whether ruby red or snow white.'
Allune chuckled as he said he should have been the one to pick her up. "Don't worry about that. I'm sure being a noble keeps you busy. Besides, if you did come to pick me up. I wouldn't have believed you anyway. Just like what happened, I would have gone about my business, while you headed for the house to meet mother. Who'll then convince me." She replied in an upbeat tone, to try and cheer her father up.
Kuril overlooks the act, before worriedly beginning to say "Cover your ea-". A massive explosion rocks the area, and Ophelia's ears begin to ring, temporarily deafening her. Through the window, she sees a cloud of dust and debris, the artillerymen blown to pieces. A black knight rushes up, only for Benacio to fire his weapon through the window, another loud blast assaulting Ophelia's ears, as the man topples over, dead. The door bursts open, and Kuril turns, hurriedly engages an attacking knight with his sword. Past the melee, an imp flies in through the door, zeroing in on Ophelia with its aphrodesiac stinger. Benacio gets in the way, shouting as the small point pierces his skin, before he smacks the creature away with the hand cannon. Kuril dispatches the man in the doorway, shouting "Run!" He begins to bolt for the tunnel.
Marguerite laughs. "I swear, if you hadn't been raised in a monastery, you'd already be a heartbreake- ugh!" She moans at the touch to her tail, as Sarva pulls away. She moves to the throne, facing it and bending forwards to present her ass and dripping pussy to the monk.
Miroslava nods. "It should be, I don't think they'd be expecting attack. So, I'll send them to blend in, and attack any leaders, if that sounds like an agreeable plan to you." The blonde sidles up to Larisa. "Are there hard feelings for me dumping you with the Guardian? I admit, I may have gone too far."
He smiles. "Yes, I suppose so. Smart of you not to take the word of a man who showed up out of the blue. Some people would be so blinded at the prospect of wealth and nobility that they'd take someone's word for it." Allune's father looks around the room. "A tad dark, isn't it? Let me light a candle." He touches the tip of a wax candle, rubbing his fingers against it, and suddenly fire springs out, lighting the room in a warm orange glow. "There we go, now I can properly see how immensely beautiful you are. It's unbelievable how much you look like your mother. You didn't get your looks from me at all, lucky for you." He chuckles, sitting back down next to her on the bed.
Larisa gives a nod of agreement before pausing. Mostly focused on the mission, she wonders if it's the best time for the conversation, and has to seriously think about what to say. "I...had fun....I don't think anyone really likes him all that much or that he really cares." She had to admit that she found it enjoyable for the time. "...I might still sleep with him. I wouldn't call it out of love and I don't think he really thinks that way either...but being ordered around like that...it's fun."
Miroslava chuckles, as the dead men bow obediently and walk off towards the castle. "He's quite the softy, actually." She corrects herself. "Well, no, he's extraordinarily hard most of the time, but he's very sentimental, behind his exterior." Miroslava slips an arm around Larisa's waist. "I was going to see him myself, but I thought that you'd enjoy having someone so much larger than you, being totally in control of your sexy little body."
Ophelia realized her mistake and tried to cover her ears just as Kuril started telling her to do so, but it was already too late. The explosion came, deafening her for a bit, and she instinctively retreated back towards the entrance of the tunnel. The following few seconds were too chaotic for her to do anything, but eventually she managed to cast an ice arrow at the imp that had tried attacking her. “Come on, bro, let's go!” She shouted at Benacio. I wonder if an imp's aphrodisiac counts as a poison I could cure... A small part of her mind wondered as she waited for her brother, ready to bolt down the tunnel as soon as he did.
Angelo caressed Marguerite's tail. He stood a moment with his wet cock in the open, as Sarva moved to the throne. He chuckled, 'On the Guardian's throne? Naughty girl.' He moved over to the throne with Marguerite, continuing to caress his lover's body and admiring the young succubus' for a moment, 'Such a lovely sight.' With a smile, he grabbed the base of her tail and teased his cockhead along her wet pussy lips.
"Mm." Allune nodded, as she thought about what would happen if she believed Darius. She may have been pregnant by now. Before shuddering, as her father stood up. And lit a candle with his fingers. "Magic?" She said in a low tone, as her father complimented her looks. "Ah... thank you. Though, mother hasn't changed much as well, maybe a few wrinkles here and there. Ah! Don't tell her I said that."
The arrow impales the imp, killing it, and Benacio rushes into the tunnel. He pulls the bookcase back over the entrance, and the trio rushes back to the castle. They find guards awaiting at the other end, weapons raised, but they lower them when they see who's coming.
Larisa allowed herself to be pulled along into her aunt's embrace. "I....did enjoy it, don't get me wrong." She could understand the appeal of it and why her aunt was into it. Larisa had felt it. She wondered what it would like when she came back. What exactly would they do? The dirty thoughts were distracting and it didn't help she had a lot else on her mind at possibly the worst time. Cautiously, she looked into Miroslava's face, lightly pulling away from her, slowly, reluctantly, but also needing to. "I'm not sure what the plan will be after this is sorted out...but I'm thinking that I will move out of the castle. I need to find somewhere that I can train in private. I'll need to be stronger than this..." Surveying the woods around her, Larisa had to wonder. "These woods are close by...plus the Gaurdian is close enough to be able to defend me and the village..." Larisa had to think about the prospective spot of these parts. It was close enough to town for basic things, but not where anyone would usually be and safe from mostly prying eyes. She could understand the stories of why so many dark magic users chose places like this. The atmosphere was a little creepy for one person out on their own, but a practical place to be if anyone wanted to research things they should leave alone. Mostly everyone she knew thought of her as the witch now anyway, so as far as she was concerned, she could just go with it. "We can worry about it later."
Mszczuj wasn't sure if it is just his imagination of tired eyes or realy something happen on courtyard. He decided to not wake up full squad, but only former squire of Boleslaw and Andrzej. "Pssyt! Wake up guys. I'm not sure if I saw something or it is just wind, but I don't want to wake up all of us because false alarm. Andrzej, you will stay here and keept eye on everything. If something would look like for you as treat, wake rest of team. I and young men will go to check it out. " He said orders and tied his belt with dagger and sword on hips.
She squeals, moaning in pleasure, as her wet snatch lubricates Angelo's cock. Marguerite walks up behind him, kissing his neck. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind. It's not the first time someone with a big cock has hammered a beautiful women here."
"Hah! I promise." He gets a faraway look. "Wrinkles or not, I'm sure she still leaves people breathless, as you do."
“Well,... that... went... well...” Ophelia panted as she tried to catch her breath after running back to the castle. She looked at the guards. “The enemies... will likely try to... follow us via the tunnel... before long...” She warned them so that they would not let their guard down. After catching her breath Ophelia looked at Kuril and Benacio. “Good job, both of you.” She moved closer to her bother. “Let me see the spot where the imp stung you.” She said to him as she prepared to cast Cure Poison and then heal the wound.
Angelo chuckled, 'Well I can't compete with the guy who normally does this.' He rubbed Sarva's tail from base to tip, before he plunged his cock inside her to the hilt. He remained there for a long moment, savouring the feeling of her hot flesh around his length and let her get used to him. As he let go of her tail and leaned forward to caress her body, he slowly started to buck his hips against her rear.
"Well..." Allune scrathes the back of her head, doing her best to avoid saying that a certain nobleman had already shared her bed. Yeah, that'd be a good way to get Lukas executed along with his uncle. She sighed at the thought. "Err. Mother, she uh, hmmm... well, she's gotten the habit of teasing people." Allune blurted out.
"I suppose a hut or cottage could be constructed out here with little difficulty" Miroslava agrees. "Still, as you say, something we can worry about at a later time." She opens her mouth to speak again, when another boom reverberates through the forest, the sound of the explosion far louder than the last. "What on Earth?" She sends another squad of dead men towards the castle.
