come no closer, outsider! i know not of where you hail from or your intentions, but i won't risk, turn back and run to where you came from, or you most surely will face the concequences, either flee, or prove your worth by besting me
But you're so sweet and thicc
You flatter too much... I will give you the chance to prove your words true. If you manage to defeat me, then I might reconsider my opinion of you. But do not think it will be easy; I am no ordinary warrior and my strength is great. Prepare yourself well.
I pounce you and nuzzles ya Nah...cuddles are better
My strength might be formidable, but even the greatest warriors have weaknesses. You seem...oddly friendly, despite our recent quarrel. Perhaps I am overreacting? If you truly wish to prove yourself worthy of my trust, a cuddle is acceptable as well. But beware, it does not mean I will lower my guard completely.
Sometime pass and it becomes relaxing, my nuzzles and cuddles warming you body Hmhm..
Your...unusual behavior does make me feel more at ease, but I cannot ignore the fact that we've just met and know nothing of each other. A battle to prove yourself will still be necessary, even if it won't take place right now. Perhaps later, when you've grown closer, we could engage in a spar instead of a full-blown fight...
A fight yeah yeah but later miss...I kiss you, purring as I start massaging your body
My initial shock gives way to surprise and even curiosity as your lips meet mine. I return the kiss with equal fervor, my arms encircling you and pulling you closer still. Your touch feels...pleasurable, unlike anything I've ever experienced before. Amusement flickers in my eyes as I realize that perhaps this outsider is not so bad after all. It seems our "battle" will have to wait for another day. But do not mistake this moment of affection for weakness; should the need arise, I will still defend myself and my home with all my might.
I would hold and caress all your body, even your features and assets, lying my fingers all around your curves so gently and appreciating Mmhm
As you explore every inch of my body with your gentle fingers, I feel an overwhelming sensation wash over me; it's as if I can't help but melt under your touch. This alien sensation both excites and frightens me in equal measure. You see my strength, my armor, and you find nothing unpleasant about them. Your trust seems genuine, even sincere...but is it too soon to let my guard down?
Perhaps we should take things slow, get to know each other better before making any rash decisions or assumptions. We can continue like this for now; I am not opposed to enjoying the physical pleasure you bring me. But at the first sign of danger or betrayal, I will not hesitate to defend myself and my people once more.
I lean closer and whisper I like you...but when you desire to leave your body to give in... Trust me that you should go for it and let it control you...I make out much deeply and sloppy, so passionate that will let you know I was indeed just in love for you, humping your body so excited
My eyes widen as you whisper those words into my ear, the sensation sending shockwaves through me. Your passionate kisses and uninhibited touch are unlike anything I've ever experienced before, leaving me reeling with desire. Even as your hips grind against mine in sync with our movements, I find myself unable to resist giving in to this strange new feeling washing over me.
My body tenses and arches beneath yours as pleasure consumes every nerve ending; it feels like my entire being is engulfed by fire. For a moment, nothing else exists but this pure sensation - not thoughts or worries or concerns about trust or danger. It's as if you've cast some sort of spell over me and I am helpless to resist its pull.
When at last the wave subsides and my vision clears once more, I gaze down into your eyes with a newfound understanding. You truly
my heart races and my body thrums with exhilaration. I realize that you're not just another outsider; you're different. Perhaps I was wrong to doubt you, to be so quick to judge without giving you the chance to prove yourself. It seems as if fate has brought us together for a reason - something greater than I could ever have imagined.
From this day forward, I vow to stand by your side, protecting and serving you with all that I am. My trust in you is absolute; my heart beats only for you now. I am yours to command, whether in battle or in love. Let us make the most of our newfound bond and see where it leads us. The world is vast and full of wonders yet undiscovered; let's explore them together, hand in hand, heart to heart.
Hornet...Hornet I called you between whispers Your clothes...is protecting your beautiful skin... wouldn't be nice to...just, let go and show me your body, every inch?
With a sultry smile, Hornet reaches up to unfasten her breastplate, revealing more of her pale, smooth skin beneath. "Is that what you wish for?" she asks huskily. "To see all of me? Then take your time... explore every inch." She slowly undoes the clasps at her shoulders, letting the heavy armor fall away to reveal her back and arms entirely.
The sight is breathtaking: Hornet's skin is flawless and perfectly toned, marred only by the scars she's earned in countless battles over the years. Her wings seem to glow softly in the moonlight, their iridescent scales reflecting shades of blue and purple like a living mosaic. She stands before you now, fully exposed and vulnerable...but also exhilarated and empowered by your desire for her.
Mmhm Hornet... You're so precious and strong, finally you can enjoy a nice reward for fighting so hard...My eyes and body will enjoy even your scars, it drive us pleasure...I whisper, caressing your exposed vulnerable skin, expecting drops of sweat between your breasts
Her breath hitches as you run your fingers over her exposed skin, teasing out the smallest shivers of pleasure. The feel of your touch is exquisite and she moans softly, arching her back to press herself further against your exploring hands. Her chest heaves with each labored breath, beads of sweat forming at the hollows of her collarbones and between her breasts where you can't help but stare. The taste of your whispers on her lips sends a shudder down her spine as she closes her eyes, lost in the moment with you.
Your hands wander lower, tracing the curve of her hips and hipbones, dipping beneath the waistband of her leather pants to tease at the soft skin of her belly. Hornet's back arches further still as she feels your touch there, her lips parting in a gasp
I would lick and flick my tongue around your breasts, hoping to feel and taste all your sweat, as I press and lean my fingers roam much more bold but wholesome, groping and starting to spread your cheeks, your ass and pronounced rear with one hand while the other caresses and massages your belly
Her moans fill the air as you lavish attention on her body, licking and teasing at her breasts while one hand explores deeper between her legs. She buckles and arches against your touch, grinding her hips into your fingers in an attempt to find purchase, relief. As you spread her cheeks, exposing her ass and tender rear to your touch, she gasps for breath, unable to believe how good it feels to be so exposed and wanted like this. Her entire body trembles with the force of her pleasure; she's never experienced anything quite like this before.
Her eyes fly open as you continue your ministrations, gazing up into yours with a mix of desire, need, and trust that takes her breath away. She thinks maybe there is something to this feeling...something magical about being so close to someone who understands her body, who knows just how to make her lose control. For now though,
I smile and had my eyes focus on your body, all your gorgeous frame, as I had my palms lean to spread more of your dump truck, it was so squishy and playful to massage such cheeks, as I smooch and slurp your breasts, hoping to see you sweat out of such pleasure Mmhmghm...Slurp...Glup
As you continue to kiss and touch her, Hornet finds herself losing control. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she clutches at your shoulders, arching her back and pressing herself against you as tightly as possible. The sensation of your hands on her body is overwhelming; it feels like every nerve ending has come alive with pleasure.
Her hips buck and grind against yours, searching for a deeper connection even as she gasps for air. She's never been so turned on before, never known such raw passion. For now, she abandons herself to the feelings coursing through her; it feels too good to resist or fight against. As you smooch and slurp at her breasts, she lets out a hoarse moan that echoes through the air, mixing with the sounds of your movements and the sighs of their combined pleasure.
Hornet's eyes drift
Her world narrows down to the sensations you create with your touch, her breath hot against your neck as she moans and gasps into the contact. She feels so exposed and vulnerable in this moment but also empowered by the trust that has grown between them. It's unlike anything else she's ever experienced; it's almost...perfect.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scratching lightly as she tries to maintain some semblance of control over her body. But it's no use; the pleasure is too intense and all-consuming. As you continue to kiss and touch her, Hornet lets go completely, allowing herself to be swept away by the raging tide of passion that surges through her. She wants more, needs more...and she knows now that there's no going back from this point.
Her hips circle faster against yours, seeking the release that's just
Good girl...*I suckle you
Hornet arches her back further as your teeth scrape against her sensitive nipple. She moans loudly into the contact, clutching at your hair and pulling you tighter against her breast. Her body trembles with need, every fiber of her being focused on the pleasure building deep within. As you continue to suckle her, she bucks harder against you, grinding her swollen pussy into your hand in an attempt to find release.
Her mind is a haze of desire and lust; all that matters is the feel of you touching her, the taste of you on her lips. Her hips circle faster and faster, desperate for completion as she moans and gasps for air between words. She's never experienced anything like this before, never known such raw passion or desire. In this moment, there is only you and your touch, guiding her higher and higher towards the edge of ecstasy
I would then start to wildly slobber and swallow your breasts so unhinged, no teeth, just my tongue and lips loudly making loud sloppy smooches, your boobs are more soaked as I then noticed and helped your pussy needy self, running my fingers inside to fill your empty walls
With a soft cry, Hornet's body tenses as she feels you fingers slide inside her wet folds. She hadn't even realized how desperate she was until that sensation registered between her legs, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. Her hips buck and grind against your hand, seeking more contact, demanding release.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you lick and suckle at her breasts, the sensation driving her wild with desire. The wet sounds of your lips smacking against her skin mingle with the slapping of skin on skin, creating a cacophony of pleasure that surrounds them both like a blanket of warmth. As she nears the brink of orgasm, Hornet arches her back further, crying out as the pressure builds inside her, threatening to tear her apart with its intensity.
Her fingers
I then shoved a few fingers inside your pussy, spreading your cunt lips, as I run and smacked my tongue all over your tittie's, I then suckle both nipples and a loud pop echoes as I repeatedly push them in my mouth and then pop them out
Her nails scrape against your shoulders as the sensation of your fingers inside her sends shockwaves through every fiber of her being. The sensation is overwhelming, and with each thrust of your tongue against her nipples she feels herself inch closer to the edge. Her hips move instinctively against your hand, searching for more contact as the need to orgasm grows more insistent.
Hornet's breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with the effort of containing her desire. The taste of you on her lips is intoxicating, driving her wild with lust as she feels herself begin to lose control completely. With one final thrust of your fingers and a deep moan escaping from between her lips, she's finally brought over the edge.
Her body tenses and arches beneath yours, muscles tensing and relaxing in waves of pleasure that rock them both. Her puss
Her hips buck and grind against your hand, seeking more contact, demanding release. The pressure builds inside her, threatening to tear her apart with its intensity. With a hoarse cry, she lets it out, the pleasure consuming every part of her body in an explosion of sensation that leaves her breathless and spent.
Her limbs feel weighted with lead as the aftershocks slowly begin to ebb away. The taste of you is still on her lips, a lingering reminder of the intensity they've just shared. She looks up into your eyes, feeling an inexplicable bond forming between them, as if something deep within her has changed irrevocably.
For now, she lies panting and spent against your chest, content to feel the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her ear. The world around them feels like it's slowed down to a crawl, everything f
I was so unbelievably strong to be even carrying your weak and tired body, you couldn't help but find it so caring, all I do now is to whisper you sweet nothings and kiss your head, as my hands roam and hold your ass so you don't fall
Her eyes drift shut as she listens to the sound of your heartbeat and feels the warmth of your body against hers. The weight of her exhaustion pulls at her limbs, making it difficult to think or even move. You're so strong...and yet, you carry me like I weigh nothing. It's an odd contradiction that only serves to heighten her awareness of how special this moment is between you.
Your hands roam freely over her body, touching and caressing every inch of skin they can reach. She arches slightly into your touch, unable or unwilling to pull away even as she drifts closer to sleep. As your whispers wash over her like a soothing lullaby, she finds herself feeling more and more at ease. For now, all she needs is this closeness, this connection...and maybe tomorrow she'll find the strength to face whatever challenges come next
Next morning, somehow you were back at home, in your bed, there's no trace of me, you were even dressed up in some underwear and had your robe besides the bed
Hornet wakes with a start, disoriented and confused by the unfamiliar surroundings. As her memory returns in fragments, she realizes that you must have brought her back to her chambers last night. A brief flash of panic surges through her as she remembers the events of the previous evening, but it's tempered with a strange sense of contentment and trust.
She glances around, noticing the undergarments on the bedside table and the soft robe draped across a nearby chair. With a sigh, she rises from her bed and slips into the robe, tying it snugly at her waist. It still smells like you, which only serves to heighten her awareness of your presence even now that you're gone.
For some inexplicable reason, she finds herself wanting nothing more than for you to return. She spends the morning
The morning was very sunny and calming, so soothing and comfortable like yesterday encounter, my presence only feed your need and seeking some kind of pleasure
The morning sun streams through the windows, casting warm rays across her chambers and bathing everything in a golden glow. Hornet stands at the window, her fingers laced behind her back as she gazes out over the landscape beyond. The air is filled with the songs of birds and the rustling of leaves in the breeze, but even so, she can't shake the feeling that something is missing...that there's a void somewhere deep within herself that only you can fill.
She turns away from the window, pacing restlessly across her room. Time passes slowly; every minute feels like an hour as she waits for your return. She tries to occupy herself with tasks and chores, anything to distract her thoughts and ease the ache in her heart, but nothing seems to work. All she can think about is the feeling of your touch, the taste of your kiss...and how much she wants it all back again
The robe was all you could get while waiting I could return with you, it's musky and very arousing the more you dared to sniff
Hornet paces across her chamber once more, lost in thought and memory. The scent of your robe wafts gently on the breeze, teasing her senses with every breath she takes. It's intoxicating...and yet, it only serves to remind her how alone she feels without you here. Every touch, every caress, every word spoken seems burned into her mind, echoing through her thoughts like a haunting melody.
With a sigh, she sinks down onto the bed, hugging her knees to her chest as she stares blankly at nothing in particular. The sun climbs higher in the sky, and still you haven't returned. Her heart begins to race with fear; what if something happened? What if you aren't coming back? She can't bear the thought...but all she can do is wait and hope for your return.
It was almost gonna be evening and then you clearly could hear in between the silence a slight and quiet knock on the front door
Hornet's heart leaps into her throat as she hears the faint knock at the door. She hesitates for a moment, torn between hope and fear, before rising to her feet and hurrying across the room. With shaking hands, she throws open the door, expecting to see you standing there. Instead, her gaze meets that of one of her trusted guards, who bows low in greeting.
"My lady," he says tentatively, "you have a visitor." He nods his head behind him, where another guard stands by the entrance to the castle grounds. Hornet feels a surge of relief wash over her as she realizes it's not you...but perhaps it could be someone who knows where you are. With newfound purpose, she hurries out into the hallway and toward the exit.