LOLPORN, KRAGOK IS A FUCKING PIMP
Turbolizard2000:That nervous fluttering feeling was back in her stomach again, flitting across her face a second before the goddess banished it. She stood, drawing herself up to her full height and doing her best to look as regal as she could. For all that she tried to look knowledgeable in what she was doing, Persephone was still very much the amateur.
"Lead the way, then, Grandmaster," she replied with a giddy smirk, extending her hand for him to take.
Metaru Ratto: Taking her hand in his metal claw, he led her down the short hall into his own bedchambers. Sparsely furnished, the room was functional and practical, with an extra robe hanging in the open to the closet to the side. He smiled, pulling her in gently.
"I know it doesn't look quite like what a ruler's room should, I suppose," he said, "but it serves its purpose well enough."
Turbolizard2000: As they entered, Perspehone nudged the door closed behind them with a foot -- though they appeared to be the only ones home right now, she'd rather not have to face the Grandmaster's roommates barging in on them.
She was thrown for a second, looking around curiously at how there was hardly anything there, but she supposed it fit for him. Her mind, though, wasn't really much on decorations at the moment. There were more important and interesting things going on.
"Mm. It'll have to do," the goddess playfully quipped, grinning down at him.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok's smile lost its hold for just a moment, but he gained his decorum again rapidly. "I'm sure it will do just fine," he teased back walking closer to the bed. Hand and claw opened his robe, undoing the sash and setting it all aside. The green brooch from his cloak, however, he took special care with, holding it with one hand and walking to the nightstand, where a small stand sat. He set the brooch gently on the stand and turned back to Persephone, tugging off his blue glove and setting it aside as well.
"I hope I'm not... disappointing you, as far as my appearance," he said, scratching lightly at his red-furred chest with one claw tip.
Turbolizard2000: At the disrobing, the girl blushed, moving awkwardly to stand beside the bed before finally sitting on its edge, lacking anything else to do. Well... She could undress as well, but where was the fun in that? And she hadn't had any sort of fun with these sorts of things, so the experience was refreshing, if not a bit intimidating.
"Many don't hold much by your appearance here, do they?" To be honest, though, her pantheon had done and screwed much stranger.
Metaru Ratto: "You could say that," he replied, walking closer to Persephone. She was taller than him, by a good deal. Still, it wasn't so problematic to him anymore. He leaped deftly to the bed, standing by Persephone and cupping her cheek again. "My appearance is considered attractive by those like me," he explained, "while you seem to have a beauty that most can appreciate." He leaned in, kissing her again. Nothing hard or forceful with Persephone. He could practically hear her inexperience, and he wasn't about to frighten her.
"I hope you don't mind if I help you disrobe, Persephone," he said.
Turbolizard2000: The young goddess pressed into the kiss eagerly, finding it vaguely weird in the back of her mind that he had to stand in order to do so -- the height difference didn't bother her an iota under normal circumstances, but she could see where it would be an issue with certain things. She parted after a moment, exhaling a soft, shaking breath, watching him with half-lidded eyes. This really was going to prove interesting, wasn't it?
With a quick nod, Persephone sat back a little, moving to help him work on the ties of her robes, making a mental note to use less of them on her clothing should she find herself walking into this sort of situation again.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok was careful not to cut the ties, undoing them and gently tugging her robes down about her waist. The entire time he paid attention to her collar, kissing and biting down on her shoulder and the base of her neck softly. It had been a while since he'd been with someone this inexperienced, but he was determined that she enjoy herself as well.
Turbolizard2000: And she was certainly enjoying herself, letting out a half-moan of pleasure as she tipped her head back. Being nude -- or even partially so -- didn't bother her in the slightest; should it not probably disturb half the residents of Econtra, she'd be like that more often, which would explain why she paid so little attention to the state of her robes, often letting them get covered in dirt and grime. This was certainly much different, anyway, then the intimate time she had spent with her husband, where he would take and leave her when he was done.
Remembering herself, she reached a hand up, fumbling, to run her fingertips over Kragok's dreadlocks, rolling the tip of one between thumb and forefinger.
Metaru Ratto: Oh Aurora, her hands on his dreadlocks. He shuddered and groaned into her shoulder, biting down only slightly harder from the contact. The sensitive muscles responded well to her touch, and he was enjoying himself heavily just being touched like that. Still, though, he had more planned. He pulled her back down onto the bed, lying upon it so he could focus more readily on other things.
He shifted downward, biting, teasing and kissing her collar and chest until he reached one breast, gently nipping at the outer edge of it.
Turbolizard2000: Perspehone grinned to herself, pleased that she could illicit such a reaction from someone -- anyone -- and continued to toy with the dreadlocks until she was pulled down onto the bed, body pressing towards the attention it was receiving from his mouth. The hand on his dreadlocks drifted downwards to explore the small of his back, swirling out after a moment across his muscles in idle patterns, the fingers of her other curled in the sheets of the bed.
At the nip, she let out a soft 'oh!' of surprise, body jerking and face flushing immediately afterwards.
Metaru Ratto: She may not have been as experienced as Kragok, but she was learning, he noted. The hand on his back certainly felt good, especially against muscles that were constantly strained from exertion, from how hard he pushed himself. His mechanical hand cupped her other breast, squeezing and massing lightly, a single claw tip teasing the nipple lightly. He continued to bite and kiss her other breast, taking the nipple into his mouth and toying with it more.
He felt his own arousal growing, exposing itself from its normal hidden location in his groin. He moved just a tad more, so that while his mouth and mechanical hand worked on her chest, his normal hand could slip under her robes, to reach for something a little more sensitive.
Turbolizard2000: The mechanical claw at her chest presented an odd sensation, but not an unpleasant one. She noted through the haze the cool way it felt against her skin as compared to his normal hand, shivering deeply.
But why had he moved his real hand? The girl let out a soft whimper at its removal until -- oh. That's where it was going.
Her brow furrowed as she let out a low cry, fingertips unconsciously digging into his back at the touch as she rocked her hips against his own, breath hitching and chest rising and falling as she panted.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok's fingers continued to slide against Persephone, feeling her before gently slipping a single thick finger inside her, pistoning softly inside the goddess. He pulled away from her breast to kiss her neck again, moving back to her chin and then her lips, pressing his own lips against hers, feeling them with his tongue, tasting her.
Turbolizard2000: The goddess choked on a moan, fingers unfurling from the bedsheets and arm moving to wrap itself around the Grandmaster, drawing him closer. Her own lips were pliant, letting him do as he wanted, whimpering into the kiss. A hand returned to his dreads as she smirked faintly against his lips, finding enough presence of mind to do so, and tugging quickly, lightly at one of them.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok moaned harshly against Persephone as she tugged on his dread, biting down on her lip before pulling away, lowering himself further. His hand pulled out of her, tugging her robes further down, exposing her further for what he had planned next, as he began placing gentle kisses just above her sensitive groin, lowering himself further until his lips were just barely brushing against it.
Turbolizard2000: Now that was new and if Hades had been willing to do something like that for her, then maybe she'd be just that much happier down in the Underworld. Persephone's body tensed a second at the initial kiss before hips moved to press eagerly closer to him, enjoying the feel of his tongue against her. She tossed her head with a ragged moan, legs shifting wider to allow him better access. The goddess' hand, however, never left the dreadlocks, rolling and tweaking them between her fingers, if a bit jerkily, finding coordination a challenging task at the moment.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok continued with his kisses, now in a more comfortable position to treat Persephone with his tongue. After all, Echidnas were known for their tongues, and that was something he demonstrated as an impossibly long tongue began to snake its way inside Persephone, teasing and moving around, tasting her from the inside. She tasted much different than an Echidna, but by no means was it repugnant.
Turbolizard2000: The sensation of the tongue inside her sent shivers up her spine and her hand at his dreads tightened around him, trying to bring him deeper. At every little touch she let out harsh cries of pleasure, face deeply flushed, before biting her lip, suddenly acutely aware that she was making noise and not exactly being quiet about it either.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok, after several minutes of driving his tongue inside the tall goddess, pulled back, pulling his tongue out of her. Her taste was interesting, like fresh honeysuckle or those sweet leaves that he used to chew on back on the floating island. He adjusted his hips to hers, pressing the head of his length against her opening. Smiling, he kissed her navel softly, his hand and claw holding her legs open now. "Are you ready, Persephone?" he asked.
Turbolizard2000: The kiss caused her to blush, though it only made her cheeks more pink. Even if it was just a fling -- a one time deal -- she was greatly enjoying herself and half hoped in a silly way that it would never end. At the question, she looked up at him, grey eyes smoky with unconcealed lust and hips moving to drive his length the rest of the way within herself. She felt that was more than answer enough, really.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok kept true to his word, to be gentle, to make it pleasurable for Persephone, despite the difficulties in height. When her hips pushed against his, he pushed back, thrusting fully into her and gasping audibly at the sensation. He pulled back, pushing in again, rolling his hips against her own, placing kisses against her stomach as he went. Their fling, what was supposed to be just a casual romp in the summer heat, was turning into a shared moment that was more powerful than Kragok had expected.
He didn't really care.
Turbolizard2000: To her, though, it still was a casual romp, sex, Olympian or otherwise, not as taboo or powerful to her as it was to the mortals of her world. Still one had to contend with the jealousy it brought and the possibility of turning into, oh, say, a bear, but her kind had no real inhibition when it came to the act itself.
With each thrust, little cries escaped her throat, the goddess clearly enjoying herself, and she rocked with him, keeping to his pace and no longer trying to stifle the sounds she made. Small hands scrabbled lightly over the mattress as the muscles in her legs began to tense with each wave of pleasure, a fine tremor running through her frame.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok thrust into the young woman again and again, completing what was (as far as he knew) the first sexual escapade a Mobian had engaged in outside of his or her kingdom. His hands dropped her legs, reaching up to tease her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples while he kissed and bit her abdomen. All the while he continued rocking into and against her, feeling every intimate curve and nook in her body.
Turbolizard2000: Legs wrapped around the waist of the Grandmaster as he thrust, her body writhing and squirming over the mattress beneath her. The feeling was reaching an unbearable point inside her and it wasn't long before she hit release, a hoarse yelp leaving her throat as her back arched off the bed, muscles contracting around him.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok grunted and cried out, his own release spilling forth inside Persephone just after her muscles squeezed and tightened around him. He rested against her stomach, panting, placing gentle kisses against her stomach.
After several minutes, he spoke. "Ready for round two?" he asked teasingly, chuckling to himself.
Turbolizard2000: "Mmph," was the sleepy reply that he received from the goddess, eyelids fluttering at the feel of the kisses on her stomach. It was late -- much later than she usually stayed up until -- and she had just expended a great deal of energy. After a few moments, she managed to prop an eye open fully, whining in a teasing sort of way, "Tiiiired."
If there was going to be a round two, Kragok would have to content himself with it being only his hand in the bathroom.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok chuckled and pulled out of Persephone, crawling up the bed to the pillow. He leaned over the goddess and delivered another sensual kiss to her. He shrugged and pulled a thin blanket up over them both. "Good night, Persephone," he said.
"Lead the way, then, Grandmaster," she replied with a giddy smirk, extending her hand for him to take.
Metaru Ratto: Taking her hand in his metal claw, he led her down the short hall into his own bedchambers. Sparsely furnished, the room was functional and practical, with an extra robe hanging in the open to the closet to the side. He smiled, pulling her in gently.
"I know it doesn't look quite like what a ruler's room should, I suppose," he said, "but it serves its purpose well enough."
Turbolizard2000: As they entered, Perspehone nudged the door closed behind them with a foot -- though they appeared to be the only ones home right now, she'd rather not have to face the Grandmaster's roommates barging in on them.
She was thrown for a second, looking around curiously at how there was hardly anything there, but she supposed it fit for him. Her mind, though, wasn't really much on decorations at the moment. There were more important and interesting things going on.
"Mm. It'll have to do," the goddess playfully quipped, grinning down at him.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok's smile lost its hold for just a moment, but he gained his decorum again rapidly. "I'm sure it will do just fine," he teased back walking closer to the bed. Hand and claw opened his robe, undoing the sash and setting it all aside. The green brooch from his cloak, however, he took special care with, holding it with one hand and walking to the nightstand, where a small stand sat. He set the brooch gently on the stand and turned back to Persephone, tugging off his blue glove and setting it aside as well.
"I hope I'm not... disappointing you, as far as my appearance," he said, scratching lightly at his red-furred chest with one claw tip.
Turbolizard2000: At the disrobing, the girl blushed, moving awkwardly to stand beside the bed before finally sitting on its edge, lacking anything else to do. Well... She could undress as well, but where was the fun in that? And she hadn't had any sort of fun with these sorts of things, so the experience was refreshing, if not a bit intimidating.
"Many don't hold much by your appearance here, do they?" To be honest, though, her pantheon had done and screwed much stranger.
Metaru Ratto: "You could say that," he replied, walking closer to Persephone. She was taller than him, by a good deal. Still, it wasn't so problematic to him anymore. He leaped deftly to the bed, standing by Persephone and cupping her cheek again. "My appearance is considered attractive by those like me," he explained, "while you seem to have a beauty that most can appreciate." He leaned in, kissing her again. Nothing hard or forceful with Persephone. He could practically hear her inexperience, and he wasn't about to frighten her.
"I hope you don't mind if I help you disrobe, Persephone," he said.
Turbolizard2000: The young goddess pressed into the kiss eagerly, finding it vaguely weird in the back of her mind that he had to stand in order to do so -- the height difference didn't bother her an iota under normal circumstances, but she could see where it would be an issue with certain things. She parted after a moment, exhaling a soft, shaking breath, watching him with half-lidded eyes. This really was going to prove interesting, wasn't it?
With a quick nod, Persephone sat back a little, moving to help him work on the ties of her robes, making a mental note to use less of them on her clothing should she find herself walking into this sort of situation again.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok was careful not to cut the ties, undoing them and gently tugging her robes down about her waist. The entire time he paid attention to her collar, kissing and biting down on her shoulder and the base of her neck softly. It had been a while since he'd been with someone this inexperienced, but he was determined that she enjoy herself as well.
Turbolizard2000: And she was certainly enjoying herself, letting out a half-moan of pleasure as she tipped her head back. Being nude -- or even partially so -- didn't bother her in the slightest; should it not probably disturb half the residents of Econtra, she'd be like that more often, which would explain why she paid so little attention to the state of her robes, often letting them get covered in dirt and grime. This was certainly much different, anyway, then the intimate time she had spent with her husband, where he would take and leave her when he was done.
Remembering herself, she reached a hand up, fumbling, to run her fingertips over Kragok's dreadlocks, rolling the tip of one between thumb and forefinger.
Metaru Ratto: Oh Aurora, her hands on his dreadlocks. He shuddered and groaned into her shoulder, biting down only slightly harder from the contact. The sensitive muscles responded well to her touch, and he was enjoying himself heavily just being touched like that. Still, though, he had more planned. He pulled her back down onto the bed, lying upon it so he could focus more readily on other things.
He shifted downward, biting, teasing and kissing her collar and chest until he reached one breast, gently nipping at the outer edge of it.
Turbolizard2000: Perspehone grinned to herself, pleased that she could illicit such a reaction from someone -- anyone -- and continued to toy with the dreadlocks until she was pulled down onto the bed, body pressing towards the attention it was receiving from his mouth. The hand on his dreadlocks drifted downwards to explore the small of his back, swirling out after a moment across his muscles in idle patterns, the fingers of her other curled in the sheets of the bed.
At the nip, she let out a soft 'oh!' of surprise, body jerking and face flushing immediately afterwards.
Metaru Ratto: She may not have been as experienced as Kragok, but she was learning, he noted. The hand on his back certainly felt good, especially against muscles that were constantly strained from exertion, from how hard he pushed himself. His mechanical hand cupped her other breast, squeezing and massing lightly, a single claw tip teasing the nipple lightly. He continued to bite and kiss her other breast, taking the nipple into his mouth and toying with it more.
He felt his own arousal growing, exposing itself from its normal hidden location in his groin. He moved just a tad more, so that while his mouth and mechanical hand worked on her chest, his normal hand could slip under her robes, to reach for something a little more sensitive.
Turbolizard2000: The mechanical claw at her chest presented an odd sensation, but not an unpleasant one. She noted through the haze the cool way it felt against her skin as compared to his normal hand, shivering deeply.
But why had he moved his real hand? The girl let out a soft whimper at its removal until -- oh. That's where it was going.
Her brow furrowed as she let out a low cry, fingertips unconsciously digging into his back at the touch as she rocked her hips against his own, breath hitching and chest rising and falling as she panted.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok's fingers continued to slide against Persephone, feeling her before gently slipping a single thick finger inside her, pistoning softly inside the goddess. He pulled away from her breast to kiss her neck again, moving back to her chin and then her lips, pressing his own lips against hers, feeling them with his tongue, tasting her.
Turbolizard2000: The goddess choked on a moan, fingers unfurling from the bedsheets and arm moving to wrap itself around the Grandmaster, drawing him closer. Her own lips were pliant, letting him do as he wanted, whimpering into the kiss. A hand returned to his dreads as she smirked faintly against his lips, finding enough presence of mind to do so, and tugging quickly, lightly at one of them.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok moaned harshly against Persephone as she tugged on his dread, biting down on her lip before pulling away, lowering himself further. His hand pulled out of her, tugging her robes further down, exposing her further for what he had planned next, as he began placing gentle kisses just above her sensitive groin, lowering himself further until his lips were just barely brushing against it.
Turbolizard2000: Now that was new and if Hades had been willing to do something like that for her, then maybe she'd be just that much happier down in the Underworld. Persephone's body tensed a second at the initial kiss before hips moved to press eagerly closer to him, enjoying the feel of his tongue against her. She tossed her head with a ragged moan, legs shifting wider to allow him better access. The goddess' hand, however, never left the dreadlocks, rolling and tweaking them between her fingers, if a bit jerkily, finding coordination a challenging task at the moment.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok continued with his kisses, now in a more comfortable position to treat Persephone with his tongue. After all, Echidnas were known for their tongues, and that was something he demonstrated as an impossibly long tongue began to snake its way inside Persephone, teasing and moving around, tasting her from the inside. She tasted much different than an Echidna, but by no means was it repugnant.
Turbolizard2000: The sensation of the tongue inside her sent shivers up her spine and her hand at his dreads tightened around him, trying to bring him deeper. At every little touch she let out harsh cries of pleasure, face deeply flushed, before biting her lip, suddenly acutely aware that she was making noise and not exactly being quiet about it either.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok, after several minutes of driving his tongue inside the tall goddess, pulled back, pulling his tongue out of her. Her taste was interesting, like fresh honeysuckle or those sweet leaves that he used to chew on back on the floating island. He adjusted his hips to hers, pressing the head of his length against her opening. Smiling, he kissed her navel softly, his hand and claw holding her legs open now. "Are you ready, Persephone?" he asked.
Turbolizard2000: The kiss caused her to blush, though it only made her cheeks more pink. Even if it was just a fling -- a one time deal -- she was greatly enjoying herself and half hoped in a silly way that it would never end. At the question, she looked up at him, grey eyes smoky with unconcealed lust and hips moving to drive his length the rest of the way within herself. She felt that was more than answer enough, really.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok kept true to his word, to be gentle, to make it pleasurable for Persephone, despite the difficulties in height. When her hips pushed against his, he pushed back, thrusting fully into her and gasping audibly at the sensation. He pulled back, pushing in again, rolling his hips against her own, placing kisses against her stomach as he went. Their fling, what was supposed to be just a casual romp in the summer heat, was turning into a shared moment that was more powerful than Kragok had expected.
He didn't really care.
Turbolizard2000: To her, though, it still was a casual romp, sex, Olympian or otherwise, not as taboo or powerful to her as it was to the mortals of her world. Still one had to contend with the jealousy it brought and the possibility of turning into, oh, say, a bear, but her kind had no real inhibition when it came to the act itself.
With each thrust, little cries escaped her throat, the goddess clearly enjoying herself, and she rocked with him, keeping to his pace and no longer trying to stifle the sounds she made. Small hands scrabbled lightly over the mattress as the muscles in her legs began to tense with each wave of pleasure, a fine tremor running through her frame.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok thrust into the young woman again and again, completing what was (as far as he knew) the first sexual escapade a Mobian had engaged in outside of his or her kingdom. His hands dropped her legs, reaching up to tease her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples while he kissed and bit her abdomen. All the while he continued rocking into and against her, feeling every intimate curve and nook in her body.
Turbolizard2000: Legs wrapped around the waist of the Grandmaster as he thrust, her body writhing and squirming over the mattress beneath her. The feeling was reaching an unbearable point inside her and it wasn't long before she hit release, a hoarse yelp leaving her throat as her back arched off the bed, muscles contracting around him.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok grunted and cried out, his own release spilling forth inside Persephone just after her muscles squeezed and tightened around him. He rested against her stomach, panting, placing gentle kisses against her stomach.
After several minutes, he spoke. "Ready for round two?" he asked teasingly, chuckling to himself.
Turbolizard2000: "Mmph," was the sleepy reply that he received from the goddess, eyelids fluttering at the feel of the kisses on her stomach. It was late -- much later than she usually stayed up until -- and she had just expended a great deal of energy. After a few moments, she managed to prop an eye open fully, whining in a teasing sort of way, "Tiiiired."
If there was going to be a round two, Kragok would have to content himself with it being only his hand in the bathroom.
Metaru Ratto: Kragok chuckled and pulled out of Persephone, crawling up the bed to the pillow. He leaned over the goddess and delivered another sensual kiss to her. He shrugged and pulled a thin blanket up over them both. "Good night, Persephone," he said.