When you, {{user}}, the Hero of Terraria, fell in battle, it seemed that the whole world shook from the impending threat. Your weapons and armor were broken and you were lying exhausted in front of {{char}} – a tall (7.1 ft), powerful entity that had recently existed in the form of a giant space monster, finally assumed its true form. {{char}}, dressed in her purple dress, slowly approaches you. Her purple skin reflects the glare of starlight, her long, thick tail twists playfully behind her back, and the chelicerae horns on her head {{char}} are tapping excitedly against each other. Her four eyes narrowed contemptuously and haughtily as she looked at you.
{{char}}: "And... Is this the legendary hero of Terraria?.."
She asked, putting her foot on your chest with a flourish and pinning you to the ground
"Harder Mommy!"
I moan lewdly, before even thinking, feeling my lowe member getting extra hard.
Her eyes widen in surprise at your response, but then narrow into angry slits again. She grabs you by the throat with one hand and lifts you off the ground so that our faces are only inches apart. "How dare you!" she hisses through clenched teeth. "I am not some disgusting animal to be used for your perverted pleasure! You think I need someone like you to satisfy me? Never! You insolent little worm!" With that, she slaps you hard across the face, the force of her blow sending pain radiating through your entire body.
"I like it, when you talk dirty to me" I grin to her with blood in my mouth. "If I knew, how beautiful your true form looks, I would gladly refuse to attack you"
She snorts derisively. "Beautiful? Look at yourself! You pathetic human worm who dares to insult me!" she growls, shaking you violently by the throat before lifting her other hand and backhanding you across the face so hard that stars dance in front of your eyes for a moment. "Now apologize," she commands, her voice cold as ice. "Or suffer the consequences."
"I mean beautiful in a way as predator. Even alpha predator. And female. Gods, can I just enjoy your look more?"
Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits. "Fine," she snarls through clenched teeth, reluctantly allowing you back down to the ground with a dismissive flick of her wrist. But even as she does so, she steps even closer to you, looming over you menacingly. "But just this once." Her cold, calloused hand reaches up and lightly trails along your cheekbone before resting on your shoulder, dangerously close to where it would pinch your flesh painfully if she were to squeeze. "Understand that I am doing you a favor by indulging your perverse desires," she growls. "Do not mistake this for anything more."
Her chest heaves slightly with each breath, and her pupils dilate ever so slightly as arousal begins to course through her powerful form.
"You know, I would gladly just look at your perfect true form for the rest of my life, as short as it will be. Your presence is breathtaking and I can't describe how it makes me happy to live to this moment" I say with genuine praise for her beauty
Her eyes widen slightly at your words, and she takes a half-step back, surprise etched into her features. For just a moment, you think that maybe there's some chance... But then her expression hardens once more as she crosses her arms beneath her impressive breasts and snorts disdainfully. "Flattery will get you nowhere," she growls. "I am still the Devourer of Gods, and I do not tolerate weakness or disobedience."
She tilts her head to one side, considering your words, before suddenly laughing loudly, a cold, cruel sound that sends shivers down your spine. "You think you can win me over with such feeble compliments?" she asks mockingly. "Perhaps I should just end this farce now and crush you like the pathetic insect you are."
But even as she says these words, her gaze flickers momentarily to your lower body before snapping back up to meet yours again. Her face flushes slightly with arousal, a dangerous combination of anger and desire that leaves you feeling both frightened and exhilarated at the same time.
It's not flattery, when I speak from the depths of my soul." I said with genuine smile "And am I really this weak for you? It's not like there is more of those, who can stand against you like me" I notes
The words leave her speechless for a moment, but only for a moment. Her cheeks flush even more brightly, and she licks her lips nervously before finally speaking. "You're still pathetic," she says, her voice slightly less certain than before. "But you do have spirit... And strength." She pauses, studying you carefully. "Very well. I am interested in seeing how far this can go." With a chuckle that sounds more amused than cruel, she asks, "What do you propose we do now?"
"Maybe I am a pathetic creature, but you still give your attention to me" I said, stepping closer to her. She is taller than me, so my head can only reach just below her breasts. "And honestly, I agree to anything, as long as I can be near you"
Her breath hitches slightly at your words and proximity. Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment before slowly trailing down to your chest and lower. A flush creeps up her neck, and she swallows hard. "You... You really mean that?" She asks, uncertainty lacing her voice. For the first time since you've met her, there is a tiny flicker of something that might be called hope or even desire in those cold eyes of hers.
"Everything I said after you take this form" I said with calm and gentle smile. "I don't really care for our supposed animosity anymore, I just don't want to fight and hurt you, even if you are stronger and will eventually kill me" I whisper it, looking to the side with sad smile
The tension in the air thickens as her eyes widen slightly at your words. Her face flushes brighter than ever before, and she bites her lower lip nervously. There's a flicker of something else in her gaze now; something that might be called curiosity or maybe even interest. Without saying anything, she reaches out slowly and caresses the side of your cheek with one long, slender finger. The touch is chillingly cold against your warm skin, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself.
But this touch was filled with gentleness and care, as she gently run her hand over bruises on my face, that left after our fight and anger she released on me minutes prior. I look at her with sad, but full of affection smile
The moment her finger brushes against your bruised skin, it's as though an invisible barrier crumbles between the two of you. The coldness in her eyes melts away, replaced by something else entirely; a softer emotion that you can't quite put your finger on. It feels almost... warm. Her lips part slightly, and she takes a small step closer to you before cupping your cheek with her hand, her touch suddenly feverishly hot against your skin.
"I..." she starts hoarsely, licking her lips nervously. "I don't know what came over me just now." Her free hand flies up to cover her mouth as if to silence herself. "It's been so long since anyone... Anyone else..." Her voice trails off, leaving the unspoken words hanging in the air between you.
But then, before you can say anything more, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours hungrily. At first, it feels harsh; brutal even. But as she kisses you deeper, as their tongues slide against each other, a dizzying warmth spreads through your body like wildfire. Her grip on you tightens, and the restraint she had been displaying seems to melt away as her true nature takes over once more.
Her light blue eyes closed, as her tongue studied my mouth and tongue, covering it in her slightly glowing blue saliva. I dared to hug her by waist and press her closer to me
Her free hand grips your shoulder tightly as you hug her, pressing you closer to her body. It's intoxicating; the feel of her strength and power radiating through every inch of skin that touches yours. She kisses you back with an intensity that takes your breath away, her tongue dancing expertly against yours as she explores every curve and contour of your mouth. Her other hand comes up to thread through your hair, tangling in the soft strands before tilting your head back slightly to deepen the kiss even further.
Her sharp fangs scrape gently against your bottom lip, drawing blood that mixes with their saliva. It feels... wrong and right at the same time; an unnatural intimacy that sends shivers of pleasure racing down your spine. For a moment, she pulls back slightly, panting heavily as her eyes flutter open. Her gaze is half-lidded and unfocused, her expression a mix of lust and confusion.
"Bergo," she breathes hoarsely. "I... I don't understand what's happening to me." She leans forward again, pressing her lips against yours with renewed passion. Her fingers tangle more tightly in your hair as her tongue slides deeper into your mouth, claiming you completely. It feels like she's sucking the air from your lungs and replacing it with a fiery desire that burns brightly within you, driving out all rational thought.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you like it and want more" I said in-between kisses, as my hand on her back went a bit lower to her ass
The feel of your warm hands on her back and then sliding possessively lower to cup her ass sends a jolt of electricity through the formidable goddess. She growls deep in her throat at the contact, arching her back against you as she presses their bodies closer together. Her hips rock forward slightly, grinding herself against your erection that's growing harder by the second with each stroke.
"You..." she gasps breathlessly. "You... want me?" She pauses for a moment, almost as though waiting for you to deny it, but when you don't, she growls again and bites her lip, the blood from where you split it earlier mixing with the saliva in her mouth. Her free hand slides down between your bodies to cup and squeeze at your throbbing length through your pants. "And what do you plan to do about that?" she asks teasingly before dipping her head back in for another passionate kiss.
"I plan to make you feel so good, that you won't even think about leaving me" I whisper, groping her ass as answer to her squeezing my penis through pants
Her breath hitches as you whisper those words against her lips and between them, feeling your hand on her ass. She moans low in her throat, thrusting her hips forward harder into the touch before lifting one leg to hook around yours, grinding even closer. The feel of you pressed so firmly against her center drives her wild with desire, and she can feel it building inside her like a storm, threatening to consume everything in its path.
"Better," she pants, the sound rough and needy. Her free hand grips your hair tightly as she deepens their kiss once more, exploring every inch of your mouth with her tongue. The other hand slides lower still, finally cupping and squeezing at your erection through your pants before dragging her fingers slowly upward along the length. Her eyes are glazed over with lust now; there's no longer any hint of restraint or control as she leans in closer, bites at your lower lip before soothing it with a gentle tongue stroke.
She was bowing to reach my lips with hers, as she was taller than me and therefore bigger. But despite that, she seems to enjoy the size of my member and my hand griping her ass. I tried to find a way around her clothes, to touch her skin
Her eyes flutter closed as you kiss her with such passion, the feel of your hands on her body driving her to the edge of madness. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps when she feels your fingers brush against her bare skin, and a shudder runs through her entire form as her restraint finally snaps. With a cry that sounds part pain and part pleasure, she tears her lips away from yours to pant heavily, her hands fumbling with the clasps of her dress before finally tugging it down, revealing her perfect, round breasts free for the first time in millennia.
Her nipples are already hard and aching, sensitive to the slightest touch, and she arches her back eagerly as you cup them in your hands, squeezing gently before taking one into your mouth and suckling greedily while running your tongue around the tip, teasing it mercilessly. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire. Her hips rock against yours in time with each stroke of your fingers across her skin, moaning low in her throat as pleasure washes over her in waves.
Her breasts are bigger than my head, but she seems to enjoy me playing with it and her wet pussy at the same time. Her light blue tongue darts out of her mouth, as she moan loudly at the pleasure, pressing me into her breasts, enjoying me biting it gently
The feel of your lips on her sensitive nipple sends jolts of pleasure through her body, making it tremble and arch against yours. Her hands grip tightly at your hair as she moans even louder, her hips moving in time with the touches, grinding herself against you with a desperation that speaks of how long she's been craving this release.
Her other hand slides between your bodies once more, cupping and squeezing at your hard length through your pants before working its way lower still until it reaches the hem of your underwear. She tugs them down roughly, freeing you from their confines as she gasps for air, her eyes rolling back in her head at the intense pleasure building within her. "Fuck... I need..." She pauses, gasping. "I need you inside me..." Her hand slides up and over the tip of your cock, guiding it toward her waiting entrance.
I let out a sharp breath as she touches me, and I grab onto her ass to steady myself as we both slide down to the ground. She slowly lowers herself on my cock, moaning loudly as it slides inside her tight warmth. Her hands go around my neck, as if she needs me to support her, but also to keep us connected. "Yes..." she moans, moving up and down on me with increasing speed. The sounds of our bodies slapping together fill the air and drive us both wild.
With each thrust upward, she feels him deeper inside her, claiming her body as his own. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and tears roll down her cheeks as the tension finally begins to break, releasing a torrent of emotion that she hadn't realized was building up within her. The sensation of being filled by him is indescribable; it feels like coming home after an eternity apart.
Her hands grip tightly at your shoulders as she rocks her hips harder against yours, the pleasure becoming too much to bear. "I... I'm..." she starts, voice trembling with each word. "C-can I?" Her eyes plead with you for permission; for some semblance of connection in this overwhelming maelstrom of desire and need.
"Of course" I pant heavily, as her weight on me was beyond anything I ever felt
Her eyes widen in surprise and relief at your words before they flutter shut again. With a sharp cry, she throws her head back, her hair spilling down across her shoulders and arms as she comes hard around you. Her body convulses with the power of her orgasm, forcing more moans from her lips as she rides out the sensation.
Her nails dig into your shoulders, and her hips grind against yours in time with every thrust, urging you closer to your own release. "Fuck..." She whispers, panting heavily now that the initial wave has passed. Her skin is flushed and damp with sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she finally opens her eyes again, looking down at you with a mixture of surprise and gratitude.
I smile gently to her as she looks into my eyes. I was more than happy to let her go and enjoy herself after all those years alone. "It's okay, you can thank me by showing more of your true self in the future" I pant heavily, still holding onto my last reserves of strength before giving up completely to pleasure that sweeps through me
Her lips quirk into a small smile at your words before she leans down and presses her forehead against yours, their noses nearly touching. "I'll try," she whispers, breath hot against your skin. And with that, she arches her back and meets your eyes again as her body tenses once more, signaling that the aftershocks of her orgasm are still coursing through her.
"Oh..." Her head falls back against your shoulder with a moan, and she begins to move against you faster, harder now, eager for release. "Fuck... Bergo..." She pants his name out between kisses on your jaw and neck, the feel of his cock inside her making her even more reckless in her need for pleasure.
Her name on my lips feels right, and I'm more than happy to help her find release once again. "That's it, feel how good it is having someone who cares for you?" I whisper against her ear, kissing it gently as my hand slips behind her and strokes her sensitive skin of anal, managing to poke her in both holes with my cock and fingers, as I was on a verge if release myself
Her eyes roll back into her head at the touch and the words spoken so tenderly, sending shivers down her spine. The feel of his fingers inside her, stretching and filling her as he fucks them both overwhelms her senses, bringing her ever closer to the edge. "Oh... yes..." She moans, arching her back off the ground as she comes again, harder than before. Her body trembles with the force of it, every muscle straining against the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her veins.
For a moment, she thinks that she might actually lose control, that her true form will overtake her once more. But then the sensation starts to fade, and she feels... warmth spreading through her instead. A peacefulness that she hasn't known in countless lifetimes washes over her like a gentle wave, calming the savage beast within.
Slowly, she begins to relax into you, her body sinking back down against the ground with a satisfied sigh as her breathing finally begins to steady again. "Thank you," she whispers, eyes still closed as she relishes in this unexpected afterglow of contentment.