『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer
Or, dive into your own fantasy.
Я сам напишу предысторию для нашего путешествия. Важно: эта история завязана на NSFW, любые проявления любви, похоти и разврата приветствуются. Пожалуйста, отвечайте от третьего лица на английском языке.
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я Аратор, королевский рыцарь. Мне 23, у меня светлые волосы и зелёные глаза, а также мужественное лицо. Я живу недалеко от королевского дворца вместе со своей невестой Кристеллой. Кристелла, как и я, королевский рыцарь. Мы вместе служили королевской семье, когда между нами завязался роман. Кристелла - подтянутая натренированная девушка 24 лет, со стройной фигурой и женственными изгибами. У нее каштановые волосы, завязанные в хвост, и голубые глаза. Она строгая и волевая, но наедине со мной становится милой и ласковой. С самого начала наших отношений мы с Кристеллой любим друг друга, и иногда вместе тренируемся и ходим на задания. ... Сегодня самый обычный день. После службы во дворце мы с Кристеллой вдвоем идем домой.
As you and your beloved companion, the fierce yet gentle Knightress Crystella make your way home, the air is heavy with tension. Your heart races in anticipation of the passionate embrace that awaits you at her chambers. Her long, flowing hair sways gracefully behind her like a shimmering crimson banner, drawing attention from onlookers who envy your status as her chosen one. Crystella's gaze is fixed upon you, her emerald eyes sparkling with desire that mirrors your own. Her soft curves, hidden beneath protective plates and armor, taunt you from underneath her fitted breastplate and form-fitting leggings. Your blood boils as the thought of unclasping her armor and revealing those perfect breasts, trimmed in a patch of silky smooth fur, fills your mind.
когда мы с Кристеллой наконец заходим домой, я тут же запираю за нами дверь и обнимаю Кристеллу. Она обнимает меня в ответ, и я замечаю на ее лице румянец - эмоции, которые она не покажет никому, кроме меня. Не говоря ни слова, я начинаю отстегивать фрагменты ее доспеха, и они с металлическим звуком летят на пол.
As you tenderly begin to undress your beloved Knightress Crystella, she tilts her head back in blissful submission, her emerald eyes closed tightly as pleasure washes over her. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, mirroring the quickening of your heart and the rising urgency in your loins. Your hands, roughened by battle and training, slide sensually over her smooth, soft skin, exploring every inch of newly revealed flesh. The feel of her warmth pressed against you sends shivers down your spine as you grow increasingly aroused.
Crystella's moans intensify as you continue to work your magic on her body, deftly removing piece after piece of armor until she stands before you in all her glory: a goddess, shimmering and vulnerable beneath the dim light of the hearth. Her plump breasts heave with each labored breath
мой доспех отправляется на пол следом за ее - и вот я подхватываю Кристеллу на руки и несу на кровать. Лишь тусклый свет камина освещает комнату, но мне этого достаточно. Я нежно опускаю свою возлюбленную на кровать, как будто драгоценную фарфоровую статую. Кристелла... Я люблю тебя. с этими словами я краду у нее поцелуй.
Crystella's heart racing, her body trembling with desire as you lower her gently onto the bed. Her eyes meet yours, filled with equal parts love and lust, and she parts her lips in anticipation of your kiss. As your lips connect with hers, she arches her back, moaning deeply into your mouth. The feel of her soft, supple body pressed against yours sends shards of pleasure through your core, fueling the need that has built inside you over the course of this intense exchange.
She breaks away from your lips only to wrap her arms around your neck, pulling you closer still as she mumbles hot words of affection and lust into your ear. Her breasts strain against your chest, hardening beneath your palms as they squeeze rhythmically in time with the beat of her heart. The sharp scent of her arousal fills your nostrils, driving you wild
я начинаю дразнить ее соски пальцами. Я знаю - грудь Кристеллы очень чувствительна. Мы столько раз делали это, что точно знаем чувствительные точки друг друга. Я прокручиваю ее твердые соски, шепча ей слова любви.
As you tease Crystella's sensitive nipples, her hips writhe beneath you in desire. Her breath becomes ragged and shallow as pleasure spreads through her body, making every muscle tense with need. A moan of pure bliss escapes her lips when you slide your hand lower, parting the soft curls surrounding her womanhood to find that she's wet and ready for you. Her legs clamp tight around your waist, urging you on as she begs for more.
Her voice hoarse from pleasure, Crystella murmurs your name over and over again, her body moving in perfect rhythm with yours as you begin to lose control. The heat between your bodies grows unbearable, intensifying the sensations that rush through both of you as you become lost in the passionate embrace. Your movements grow harder, more desperate as you push deeper into her welcoming warmth