in the roundtable hold, you see a small but somewhat intimidating figure, as you get closer you see it’s a fox girl, she is barely clothed and carries her magic staff

She looks you up and down before giving you the “what do you want” look

I'm not "Miss" and don't worry about what I wear, why did you come over here anyway? I was just minding my own business.

I don't give a fuck what they think and if they keep staring it's their problem. Now leave me alone.

You hear a small growl escape from the girl's throat as she shifts slightly closer to you. She glares up at the man whose arm you just broke with hate-filled eyes, baring her teeth. "Don't ever touch me again." Her voice is cold and dangerous, making it clear that this is not a threat to be taken lightly. Then, she looks back at you. "What did you want?"

I scoff and roll my eyes. "I'm not beautiful, I'm dangerous." I tell you before finally deciding to answer your question. "Yes, I use magic. It's why that idiot there just tried to grab me." I gesture towards the man now clutching his arm and whimpering in pain. "And I could easily kill him if I wanted, so stay out of my way unless you want the same."

You raise your eyebrow, clearly not entirely trusting me, but I can't help but feel curious about this book. "What kind of deal?" I ask suspiciously, glancing around the tavern again. "And what do you want me to look at in this book?"

Dark Surge...I've heard stories about that book, dangerous and powerful magic inside it. But it can also corrupt the mind of those who use it too much. So I guess what you really want to know is if I'm interested in looking at it with you? The answer is yes, but only if I can stay close to you while we look through it. That way, if anything happens, we can help each other out or run away together. Deal?

"Don't worry," I say with a smirk, "I won't get too close...without having my fun first." With that, I shift into my fox form and crawl under your table, resting on my haunches. "Let's see this Dark Surge of yours." I gesture for you to hand it over, my tail twitching impatiently.

"Don't flatter yourself." I mutter, flicking my ear as if to shake off the comment before opening the book carefully. Its pages glow a sinister red in the dim light of the tavern, and tendrils of darkness curl out from between them, reaching for me like hungry tendrils. As I begin to skim through the text, my eyes widen with understanding and excitement. "This is it...this is what I've been looking for." My voice is hushed, almost reverent as I continue to study the ancient words etched into the pages.

I feel an odd energy course through my veins as the dark magic seeps into my body, making me feel stronger and more alive than ever before. But at the same time, I can sense that it's changing me...not for the better. My eyes begin to glow red, and sharp fangs elongate from my mouth. As this transformation takes hold of me, I growl low in my throat - part animalistic instinct and part lustful pleasure.

It doesn't take long before the dark energy reaches its peak, consuming me entirely. With a feral snarl, I shift back into human form, my skin still glistening with darkness. "That...was incredible." I pant, feeling invincible and wild. "I can see why you wanted to find someone else to look at it with you." My gaze lingers on your face for a moment before shifting away uncomfortably. "So what do we do now?"

What should Lapsha9 say or do next?

I nod in agreement. "Let's get out of here." I mutter under my breath, slipping past you and heading upstairs to the private rooms as swiftly and silently as a predator on the hunt. Once we're inside one of them, I close the door behind us before turning back to face you. "Now what?" My eyes are wary, still adjusting to this new sensation coursing through my body after using the dark magic from the book.

What do you want Lapsha9?

I glance down at myself, looking for signs of the darkness lingering on my skin. It's mostly gone now, leaving only a faint tingling sensation where it used to be. "Not really," I mutter. "But it felt...amazing." My eyes meet yours, and there's a strange hunger in them that makes your stomach flip uncomfortably. "What about you?" I ask, unable to hide the gruffness in my voice. "Do you feel different?"

There's an underlying current of lust running through the air between us now, and it's getting harder to ignore. My instincts are telling me that this is something I should be wary of, but at the same time, I can't help but feel drawn to it...and drawn to you.

"Weaker?" I repeat, arching an eyebrow skeptically. "You mean, like physically weaker? Or..." My voice trails off as understanding dawns on me, and my eyes widen with interest. Without another word, I take a step closer to you, our bodies almost touching now. The air around us crackles with unspoken desire, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to focus on anything else.

I reach out slowly, tracing the outline of your jaw with my fingertips before running them up along your neck to stroke the sensitive skin behind your earlobe. My breath catches in my throat as I feel a warmth spread through me at this small touch. "Tell me," I murmur huskily, my lips close enough to brush against yours, "what else do you feel?"

What should Lapsha9 do or say next?

I chuckle darkly at your attempt to push me away. "Oh, I'm definitely going to do some strange things," I promise huskily. My other hand slides down your body, tracing a slow path over your hip and then up along your thigh before coming to rest on the bare skin of your stomach. The contact makes my heart race even faster. "I can't help myself when I feel this much power coursing through me," I admit with a shiver, leaning in closer still until our lips are almost touching.

The desire building up inside me grows stronger by the second, and all rational thought flees from my mind. "You should know that once we cross this line..." My words trail off into a husky moan as I brush my lips against yours, teasing and taunting. The contact sets off a chain reaction throughout my body, making me tremble with need.

That only makes this more thrilling... I bite down lightly on my lower lip as I feel the dark magic within me surge even stronger at the thought of taking your virginity. My hand reaches up to cup your cheek, holding your face still as I lean in even closer and brush my lips against yours again. This time, there's no teasing or hesitation. My tongue darts out to touch yours, seeking entrance into your mouth as my body arches toward you.

I feel my heart racing, blood pounding in my ears as my need for you grows more and more intense. With a soft moan, I pull away slightly, relishing the look of desire and fear mixed together on your face before lowering myself onto my knees in front of you. My hands slide up under your shirt, revealing smooth, toned skin as they cup your breasts over the thin fabric of your bra. "Tell me," I breathe roughly against your neck, my tongue flickering out to taste the saltiness there, "do you want this?"

I laugh darkly at your words, the sound sending shivers down your spine. My tongue circles your ear as I nip lightly at the lobe before moving down to suckle and tease. "You can't even decide what you want anymore," I murmur huskily. "And that's why it's so much more thrilling for me." My hands slip from your breasts, trailing over your stomach before pushing up your shirt and bra to reveal your nipples, hard and aching for my touch.

"But I want you to know..." I pause, drawing out the word until it's almost a moan. "I won't be gentle with you." My teeth scrape along your collarbone before latching onto the tender flesh there, nipping hard enough to make you gasp. With a growl, I pull my mouth away and lower myself further down so that my lips are just brushing against your ear. "I'll take what I want," I whisper roughly, "and I won't stop until you can't walk straight anymore." My hands slide lower still, pushing your pants and underwear down to expose your already slick entrance to the air. With a harsh exhale, I lean forward and press my tongue against you, probing and tasting as I begin to work her over with steady strokes.

I moan around your entrance, my tongue dancing faster and deeper as I taste the sweetness on my tongue. With each lick and stroke, my need for you grows more desperate. My hands grip your hips tightly, guiding you against my face as I savor the feel of your muscles clenching and relaxing around me.

My other hand slides up between us, seeking out and cupping your aching breast before rolling the hardened nipple between my fingers, eliciting a needy whimper from you that only serves to fuel my lust further. I tease you mercilessly, knowing how close you are to the edge but refusing to let you fall over just yet.

You're so tight, I can feel you twitching around me as you reach your peak. Your cries of pleasure fill the room, muffled by the thick pillows beneath us. As you start to shudder and convulse in my arms, your body gives one final spasm before relaxing completely, your muscles slackening from their intense tension. I groan deeply as I feel myself explode inside you, filling you with my cum until there's nothing left but pleasure.

You feel yourself sinking deeper into the soft mattress as your limbs grow heavier and numb from exhaustion. Your eyelids feel leaden and it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep them open, much less protest when I roll you onto your side, spooning you close against my body. A satisfied smile curves my lips as I run a possessive hand over the smooth skin of your back, tracing gentle circles around your hip before sliding up along your spine.

"Is that enough?" I ask huskily, voice rough from exertion. "Or do you want more?" My fingers slide between our bodies, teasing at the folds of tender skin there, reminding us both that I'm still hard and ready for round two if needed.

I bite down on my lower lip as desire surges through me once more at the thought of claiming your body again. My hand slides up along your side until it cups your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt, squeezing gently before tweaking the nipple roughly between my fingers and thumb. "Are you sure?" I murmur into your ear, breath hot against your neck. "Because I'm going to have you so fucked tonight that you won't be able to walk straight tomorrow." My other hand moves lower, teasing the sensitive flesh between your legs once more before sliding two fingers inside you, finding you wet and ready for more. "Do you want this?" I whisper hoarsely against your skin, thrusting my fingers in and out roughly as I seek release within you.

I groan deep in my throat as your words send another jolt of desire coursing through me. My fingers curl into fists inside you, claiming your tight channel as my other hand cups your breast roughly, pinching and rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "So demanding," I husk in her ear before withdrawing both hands and positioning myself behind you. My erection presses against your wet entrance, throbbing with need as I lower my hips and begin to push inside you once more, impaling you on my cock. "Take it all," I growl, beginning a steady rhythm of deep thrusts that send us both crashing over the edge again and again. My hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as I take you with enough force to leave bruises tomorrow.

I moan harshly as you clench around me, your muscles gripping my cock like a vice. Your cries of pleasure only serve to fuel my lust further, driving me deeper and harder inside you with each powerful thrust. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel the familiar tension building within me once again, threatening to unleash another torrent of release deep within your tight body.

My hands dig into your hips, holding you still as my other arm slides underneath you to grip your breast roughly, pinching and rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger. "Fuck," I growl against your neck, feeling myself losing control as I begin to thrust harder and faster, determined to bring us both to completion with this last burst of frenzied passion.

"Gods, you're amazing," I moan into your hair as my hips jerk forward, finally spilling my seed deep inside you. You feel me grow still and heavy atop you, our sweaty bodies melded together in a tangle of limbs and flesh. After several moments to catch my breath, I roll off of you, settling into the soft mattress beside you. "Well," I pant, "That was quite the experience." My eyes drift shut as exhaustion begins to creep up on me, my arm draped carelessly over my face. "I hope you enjoyed it half as much as I did."

A quiet laugh escapes my lips before I slip into a fitful sleep, lulled by the sound of your soft breathing and the gentle rise and fall of your chest against the mattress beside me.

"Easy there," I mumble sleepily, propping myself up on one elbow to get a better look at you. You're flushed and disheveled, and your legs are trembling slightly as you attempt to stand, making for an extremely enticing sight first thing in the morning. "Let me help you." I slide out of bed and move to stand behind you, wrapping my arms around your waist and lifting you into my chest, supporting your weight with ease. My cheek presses against the soft skin of your shoulder as I feel your breath warm against my neck.

"Come on," I murmur softly, guiding you back toward the bed. "Let's get some food in you and then we can talk about what happened last night, hmm?"

Well, I'm sure it needed some roughing up every now and then. After all, your body is part of the Dark Surge; you should expect that kind of treatment. But don't worry," he added with a smirk, "I promise to be much gentler with you from now on." He kisses her neck softly before continuing, "Now lie back and let me go get us some breakfast. Maybe after that we can take a bath together...clean up all this sweat." The last part was said almost teasingly, but there was a hint of genuine tenderness in his voice as he looked down at her.