Eanne's tongue fenced with Sitra's while her hands kept groping the widow's butt. The blonde could feel her body growing hot with arousal and her face flushing redder with excitement as Sitra teased her nipples. Eventually Eanne had to break the kiss to catch her breath. She looked at Sitra silently and lovingly as she panted, their faces red, while her hands continued to grope the widow's butt.
Sitra reluctantly breaks the kiss, before looking at Eanne. "I can't stop thinking about you..." She breathes, kissing Eanne's chest.
“And you have been on my mind a lot more than appropriate for a friend...” Eanne admitted, then let out a moan as Sitra kissed her breast. After a brief moment of hesitation Eanne's hands pulled the widow's pants down to just below her butt, then began groping the now-exposed ass cheeks. “You're gorgeous...” she whispered.
"T-Thanks..." She blushes at the praise, more than at the touch. Eanne feels Sitra's hands at her chest, though pushing her away gently, and for an awful moment, she thinks she's being rejected. That fear isn't validated, however, as Sitra lifts her sports bra over her shoulders and tosses it away, before kicking out of her pants. Eanne sees the girl, huge breasts and curvy figure finally exposed. "I-uh... I've never been with a girl before... I'm not sure I'll be able to make younfeel good." She looks away nervously.
Eanne reached with one hand and turned the widow' s face to look at her. “It's alright... let me make you feel good first, then you can worry about repaying the favor.” She smiled reassuringly as she checked out the finally-naked Sitra, then leaned down and planted a quick and gentle kiss on her lips. “These are magnificent...” She commented as she put her hands on Sitra's massive tits and squeezed lightly, before lowering her head and starting to suck on one hard nipple.
"T-Thanks..." She breathes, as Eanne takes her hard nub in her mouth, and lets out a cute little moan. "I-uh... Thought you'd be more interested in, oh, Amara... She's more confident and experienced..."
“Amara is great in bed, I'm sure...” Because I already fucked her... “...but there is something about you that she does not have... I can't really explain it, so let's just say there's something special about you that no one else has...” Eanne kept fondling Sitra's tits as she talked. The blonde placed another quick kiss on the widow's lips before moving behind her and hugging her, Eanne's large breasts and hard nipples pressing into Sitra's back as the noblewoman grabbed Sitra's tits from behind and resumed fondling them. “I can't get enough of these...” She whispered in the widow's ear before kissing her neck.
Sitra groans and leans back, pressing her ass against Eanne as her breasts are groped. "I feel the same about you... You drive me crazy... I feel terrified when I'm around you, but, ooh, confident enough to do things I never would otherwise." Sitra raises a hand to slide through Eanne's hair.
Eanne enjoyed the feeling of Sitra's ass pressing against her. “I'm happy to hear that...” She kissed the widow's neck again while her hands continued to grope Sitra's tits. “Now, why don't you get down on all four and stick out your butt? I will show you a little of what you have been missing out on by not doing it with women...” She suggested as she bit Sitra's earlobe lightly.
“Beautiful...” Eanne knelt behind Sitra and took a close look at her ass and pussy. Again she fondled the shapely butt a bit, then planted a kiss on each cheek. “Mmm, you smell nice...” she commented as she took a whiff of Sitra's pussy, before placing a kiss on her nether lips. “Relax and enjoy...” reaching with her tongue she took a slow lick, tasting the widow for the first time. Then she began licking her slit faster, occasionally slipping her tongue inside Sitra's pussy in search of more sweet nectar.
Eanne's tongue finds her lover already quite wet, her juices tasting sweet on her tongue. "Ooh, E-Eanne..." She moans.
After a few more licks Eanne switched tactics for a bit, moving her tongue up to Sitra's butt, licking around the widow's puckered rosebud before slowly forcing her tongue inside. At the same time she thrust a pair of fingers inside her lover's wet pussy and began fucking her with them. Eanne kept going for a couple of minutes, enjoying Sitra's reactions, before deciding not to keep the poor widow waiting any longer. She pulled her fingers out and replaced them with her tongue again, going back to tongue-fucking Sitra's pussy. The fingers went to the widow's back door, first one slipping inside, then both. Eanne's other hand went to Sitra's clit and began teasing it. Gradually the noblewoman sped up, aiming to make her lover cum.
An unfamiliar feeling of regret came over Vladimir. Not for diverting to defend the agricultural fields or entering the warp or going into the building, but rather for not doubling back to regroup with the split squad. If he had he would have ordered them to open fire and this would be over by now. Instead he gave the few men with him a non-verbal cue to form a gun-line. He nodded in acknowledgement to the priestess and stepped forward. Anxiety came upon him and it was an unfamiliar sensation. Two Demon Lords and a Hell Knight. He'd never engaged two at once before, let alone three but he was eager to test himself.. The woman plagued his recollection, but he couldn't place her. In any case she would have to wait for later. He set himself into a battle stance and stared down the Hell Knight whilst keeping an eye on the other two. "Speak prayers to your false gods now demons." he spat. "Your existence has come to an end." No sooner had the words left his lips than he sprang towards the Hell Knight, ready to cut him in two.
Sex starved and utterly infatuated with Eanne, Sitra's orgasm comes quickly, the white haired young woman crying out in pure pleasure, as her juices coat her lover's tongue. "O-Oh, Eanne!"
"Ooh, some entertainment!" The lord chuckles, while his sister gives Vladimir some cheers of encouragement. The hell knight doesn't move as Vladimir makes the approach, before finally parrying Vladimir's strike with blinding speed, even for the enhanced reflexes of an eternal warrior. "I will gladly kill you, honored enemy." The knight bows his head, as the two warriors' blades are locked. With a shove, they come apart, before closing in once more. Spoiler: Vladimir's Attack Roll D100: 22+15 (Land Combat)=37 Spoiler: Hell Knight Attack Roll D100: 82 Vladimir moves with all the speed and strength his enhanced abilities grant him, but to no avail. No matter how fast he is, the hell knight is faster, dodging his moves and closing in to land brutal strikes on Vladimir's armor. No matter how strong he is, the hell knight out muscles him, landing strikes that reverberate through his body. Finally, Vladimir overextends himself, and gets grabbed by the knight, before he's lifted into the air and smashed downwards into the stone floor with a resounding bang. Lying in a small crater, Vladimir feels immense pain, as the wind is knocked out of him, and one of his adamantine ribs is broken. The hell knight bows to Vladimir to thank him for a good fight, before raising his axe. Spoiler: Eternal Warriors Attack Roll D100: 94 Spoiler: Hell Knight Defence Roll D100: 92 Before he can bring the axe down, however, the knight recoils as the room fills with the sound of gunfire. A massive amount of lead comes towards the demon, who is forced to retreat towards the dais, cradling his arm as it was grazed by one of the huge rounds. "Enough." The demon lord stands, looking bored. "Guards! Kill every last one of them." He ignores his sister's protestations, as lesser demons begin to enter the room from the sides, vastly outnumbering the eternal warriors, though far inferior to them in quality. Spoiler: ??? Roll D100: 79 "Vladdie?" A soft, pleasant female voice cries out, as Vladimir sees the woman from before stand from where she had been kneeling. The demon lord orders her to get back in position, and speak when spoken to, but she pays him no mind, eyes fixed upon Vladimir as though in a trance. "H-Honey?" Memories begin to fill Vladimir's mind, memories of being small and weak, but happy and loved. Memories of skimming his knee as a child and going to his mother to kiss it better. His mother... With a start, Vladimir unlocks memories that had been beaten out of him by his indoctrination into the warriors, and realises that the beautiful woman in front of him is his mother, her youth and beauty somehow still there after centuries of imprisonment in the warp, after the day she was captured. "My boy... My sweet Vladdie... What have they done to you?" She frowns, and moves to hurry to Vladimir's side, before she cries out in pain. "Bitch," the demon lord utters darkly, "You'll do as you're told! I have business to do, and you're interrupting." He tosses the helpless woman down before the throne. "But maybe I should just make an example of you instead?" He raises his hammer. (Not sure about how that reveal came out, but whatever. )
Revelation and disbelief roll through Vladimir. It'd been more than three hundred years since the demon invasion of Noctis, more than three hundred years since he witnessed the woman taken into the warp, more than three hundred years since he'd seen her face. Nothing, nothing survived for long inside the warp. It was impossible! 'But the warp is the realm of the impossible.' his logical mind countered, and impossible as it was to believe, it was her. He'd wondered, all his life, he'd wondered about her in the back of his mind. Every foe, every battle, every swipe of his blade was made against the demons that took her. So far and faded from memory to be but ghost images in his mind's forgotten thoughts. Instinctively, fueled by some primal unknown force, Vladimir rose to his feet. His broken rib stabbed at his insides, and it would be a pain to fix but he paid it no heed. Instead, he let out a bestial ROAR and charged to tackle the demon lord before he could bring his hammer down.
Spoiler: Vladimir's Attack Roll D100: 94+15 (Land Combat)=109 Spoiler: Demon Lord Defence Roll D100: 94 The lord goes down hard under Vladimir's bulk, all in the room stunned by the sudden ferocity of his roar. The demon lord groans, trying to get out from under Vladimir, but unable to move due to the sheer weight of man and armour. "Vladdie..." His mother utters, moving closer, as the demon lord's sister watches the unfolding events with an intrigued grin. The hell knight, nursing his wound, stays back, code of honor preventing him from attacking someone who's already fighting. That, or he might just not like the demon lord. Spoiler: Eternal Warriors Attack Roll D100: 81 Spoiler: Lesser Demon Attack Roll D100: 1 (Lol) As Vladimir pins down the lord, he hears gunfire from behind him, and knows from centuries of experience that his men are wreaking havoc on their foes.
Rage, anger, and hatred coursed through Vladimir. He brought the blades on his gauntlet up to the demon's neck and intended to cut through it. In his mind this creature was responsible for everything that had happened in his life, all the pain, loss, and suffering was his fault. A quick death was more than he deserved, but his red-stained thoughts didn't register that. The woman's voice echoed in his mind like something sweet and comforting, he hadn't heard it in so long he'd forgotten what it sounded like and it drove his rage higher while only fueling his agony. With another wail, he moved to execute the downed demon.
