#stealing my musings from the lilac server

[marlinspirkhall]

Alternate history where Zefram offers a handshake and Solkar goes in for a hug & they both emerge from that encounter thinking they chose the least homoerotic interaction.

[thevoidwriting]

Lovers trist.

More server related writing.

Sex pollen, Valent can't say no, dubcon is you squint, darling did this to herself.

Next time listen. I am making this up, I know most of this has no real world application.

Valent walked though the garden with you hand in hand picking strawberry's, oranges and pears today since he wanted to be near you and get this done.

You notice a black tent near the cherry tree, "has that always been there?" You ask pointing to it. "Not quite it comes and goes as the others need it, mostly young incubi come by and get a few flowers that are in it then leave." He explains. "Don't go in though the popathisiscampo or lovers trist flower is known to make people have sex even if one party is unwilling, it tends to over ride it." He warns. Then drags you away til you can't see the tent.

You don't know if it's cause other demons might see you and try to steal you or so you don't go in there and you know you'll find away in.

Sometime passed you don't know how long since it's lost all meaning to you but valent leaves after a phone call from his sister's. You decide to venture to the black tent, you wonder around the garden playing with leafs along the way till you reach it. Opening the flaps you see beautiful flowers, lilac in the center that blends to indigo on the petals, it smells like peaches and honeysuckle.

You trip over a hose and fall into the pretty blooms and get covered in pinkish pollen. Getting light headed you start to work your way back to the house only to start feeling hot so you strip on your way in. Nobody will see you since pocket realm.

Once inside you start feeling funny, your burning up but all you want to do is touch yourself but you have strict rules not to. Last time Valent tied you up and over stemed you for a week.

Fuck it you think and go for it, your already naked why the fuck not, you slide one hand down to play with your clit, your so slick your kinda scared but something overrides that. Moaning once you felt you fingers graze your clit and you end up focusing on that instead. Your other hand is playing with your tit, nipple hard and aching.

Valent walked though the door to see this, you on the couch playing with yourself and honestly he want to be mad but then it hit him like a truck, peach honeysuckle and he saw it the pinkish pollen in your hair.

He rushed over to you to ask but the hand that was on your tit grabs him and pulls him into a kiss, sloppy but still passionate, he moans a lil this is the most open you've been since you got here. He pulls away to scold you but you beat him to it. "Val it hurts please help me. I should have listened." You cry out, turns out you can't cum unless you have a partner.

"first lets get you cleaned up then I'll help, you've probably learned your lesson." He hums picking you up and carrying you off to the shower. Once there he set you on the edge he moved your working hand and replaced it with his tail.

To say you were greatful was an understatement. Leaning on him as he took a warm wash cloth to your arms, back, legs and stomach. During this time you've cum twice from just his tail playing with you and the gentle feeling of him washing you off, when it came to your hair he put your head in the sink to get it off, you whined a bit but once he got you cleaned and dried it was off to the nearest bed.

This would last 24 hours, you sat on the bed and told you to stay put while he gets snacks and water, it important care steps he takes. After her gets all that set up he gets to pinning you to the bed and to work.

It starts with slow kisses and playing with your tits, lightly palming them, circling them lightly with the tips of his middle fingers, moving to kiss down your neck so he could replace one of his hands. His mouth latches on to the left one and the hand draws patterns down to you soaked cunt, it's leaking bad enough he should have grabbed a towel but no time for that now, you are a moaning mess to incoherent to make proper words.

"aw my flower can't talk anymore sad really, I like it when you talk. Maybe next time." He muses, kissing the same path that his hand took so he could drink your slick and clean you up down there. You grip his hair when his tounge enters you to start from the inside out, all you can do is call his name and brokenly ask for you as you high hits a bit painfully.

He just moans and continues, his cock begs to be used but not this time, this is about you and only you, once you come a few more times you end up passing out, it was just too much.

He just sat on the bed waiting for you to wake up, to see if it was still in effect, of not you would deal with his problem.

"So flower will you be ready for me?"