It was a bog filled night, a man walked through deeply mud and his sinking feeling as he crawled on. His heart lay shivering, his clothes wet and clinging like striging hands.

He nearly felt his breath just leave him, with every grueling step through this timberland of inky-black black.

A light.

There lay an array of light source in the space, '-windows'the man saw. He dashed onwards, cimbing atop filth and control stick, as his spirit rose to the doorstep.

On the door lay a turgid ring, so shivering his heart and custody, he clutched it, giving three strikes to the room access. He sat, wondering is truly someone sat at home, or if they wanted the world to believe that, leaving their house with the lights on merely to trick.

Soon footfall fell one by one, slowly making it 's way to the door. With his life cheering on, he waited for the door, it opening with a haunting creek.

There lay no person behind the door.

warmness spun around, his soundbox wished to take flight, but with his center he hungered the warm fireplace within, the beautiful furniture that sat, begging to leave comfort.

With a gulp he stepped inside, doorway slowly creaking closed his entrance behind him, he knew he was n't leaving.

So he looked around, the planetary house neatly kept, the beautiful crepitation of the flaming place, the entire setting set him at an repose he long forgotten.

He knew not to be rude, with a shivering shout he said `` thank you for having me, you certainly helped keep me affectionate ! ``

He got no reaction, but something felt right by doing it.

He then looked at the ember and blaze, it calling to him. He approached it, nearly sitting down on the piece of furniture on inherent aptitude, but something felt off.

He only need one look at himself to see he was dirty and stained, he would only muddy the beautiful furniture. It did n't matter whether it be magic or happenstance, he was n't going to bankrupt article of furniture without knowing who was here.

So he sat on his knee, hands by the growing Orange glow as a sigh escaped him.

Then hands went across his abs, gripping and dragging him swiftly to this beautiful art object of furniture and sitting him promptly. He sat bewildered, and somewhat unsurprised that then his boots flew off and floated away out of his sight.

He watched the fire, once again nearly out of breathing place. 'What was going on ? Who lay in this house that could do this ?'

A helping hand lay on his articulatio humeri from behind

'' Why it would be me dear ''

His forefront slowly turned, a beautiful set of red eyes lay upon him, with flowing brown hair. `` You must have gone through alot, have n't you ? '' The man sat amazed, soon losing his fear in this womans eyes.

'' I have, I went through this large bog and regain your home. I certainly do n't know how I ended up here, all I knew was that I was drinking at this exotic tavern and- ''

The hired hand held a finger to his rim `` it 's all behind you, you 're here now and can rest promiscuous. '' The man nodded, watching her walk around and sit ripe by his face, watching the fire.

'' Its beautiful, is n't it ? '' The man quickly answered `` the bright Orange River glowing, with a warmth so small could give to us '' the cleaning lady sat off, not expecting the answer.

'' Right, anything else that comes to mind ? '' She leans into him, revealing to a greater extent of her top `` well I suppose it depends on what you mean. ``

The woman internally pouts, again, not quite the reception she was looking for. She then leaned back, swiftly standing up and walking towards the fervor, bending over and adding more wood.

'' So what sites have you seen as of late ? I am odd what a young man of your caliber has seen. '' The man 's eyes looked towards the cap, soon opening in fruition. `` There was this beautiful waterfall I have come across as me and my mates were travelling to the tavern I told you of, a vision to see to be indisputable. It poured down so gracefully and yet with such strength- ''

She felt her hands nearly crack the wood in half, she forcefully tossed it into the blazing fire and perked up with an idea `` -actually, would you like to help me chop onion ? I was thinking of preparing a repast. ``

She fluttered her eyes, the man standing up `` of course ! '' They moved to the kitchen where the char grabbed a knife, slowly cutting into an onion. The man was able to get a estimable look at her, she was older than himself, for certain, despite this she held a beauty that he 'd never matte up before, but he could n't recite what it was.

A few pieces of onion plant dropped to the story `` oh clumsy me, could you come over and cut these ? '' She held the knife behind her, giving him a look of lust to maybe come from behind.

'' Right '' he grabs the tongue and movement over to her right hand, grabbing the onion and expertly cutting it to diminished bits as a growling rose in her chest.

He turned back to her `` so what were you hoping to prepare- '' `` why wo n't you just do it ? '' he stood with the knife in his hand `` wha- ? '' `` Why wo n't you just take advantage of me ? ``

'' Why would I do that ? '' She felt herself cry out, her fang baring themselves `` SO I CAN putting to death YOU, you 're supposed to be scum, all men are scum, so why wo n't you try and do anything ? ! Is it to just excruciate me ? Is it because you wan na see me cry ? ``

crying began welling in her optic, rage filling her fist. Without any hesitation, the man gives her a answer `` because no subject what woman I meet, I want to treat every as a queer. I would never touch you like that, unless I knew it was mutual. ``

She cried out, nearly the entire house flexing and shrieking with her. Her unnatural speed led her to fly up the stairs, her door thudding with a boom that could be heard for miles.

He felt rooted, his fear trying to beg him not to go, however his heart told him to sort out this wrongly, its what she needs. So soon he walked up the steps, seeing the worn door. He sat alongside it, hearing her sob and cry.

'' You do n't deserve that form of treatment '' he gave `` I 'm a monster ! Ca n't you see that damnit ? ! '' he sighed `` it still does n't mean you should feature been given that, no woman ever should. ``

Her sobbing quieted, step approaching the door as he heard a slide down it. `` Why do you manage ? I 'm just some sorry wench that got taken vantage of. A goliath. ``

'' It does n't transfer it, monster, homo, beast, you should be treated with the respect you deserve, you gave that same courtesy to me. '' She began to cry again `` how do you do that ? How can you just say that to individual whose murdered men, because she 's obsessed with seeing their terrify manifestation as I take the very joy from them the he took from me that night ? ``

She realized that she spoke too lots, his eyes now all-encompassing. `` You should n't have had that taken, if I could, I would give you the entire world on a platter. ``

'' Why ? Why leave me that good manners ? '' `` Because you 're a beautiful woman who needs it, with eyes that could celebrate me happy until the world collapses '' her center grew wider as he went on.

'' You let me into your manse, allowed me to sit on beautiful tapestry that I would soil, allowed me the grating grace to seat before beautiful flame.. and let me be in your mien ''

Her breath had been taken `` you allowed me to gaze at your deep red portal vein that allowed me to peer deep within you, to understand your annoyance and choler. ``

He sat quiet, soon a long string of tension hang between them. The doorway opened, his head guided into her hands, her back talk dove ; soon they sat matched, heart closed as they felt their person ignite.

She rose him up, standing with him against her as they locked another kiss, her custody clawing and pushing him against her. He quickly let his hand roam too, a hand squeezing her bosom while another hug her close.

His hips rose and lowered frantically, grinding against her waving rosehip as they knew the flame would only spread.

She used her fangs and claws to bust away his shirt, tossing it to the side as she began to moan and breathe onto his bare articulatio humeri. Her hand firmly grasped at his bulge, the other placed on his chest as they stood entwined.

His hands roamed and soon found their way to her breasts, her growling throat letting out a inscrutable moan as he prodded and tugged.

She tore away her blouse, shoving the bare tit in his face to take. He followed her lead, taking it in his mouth and began abusing the mamilla. Cry after cry, she let out, grasping his cock, awaiting for it to be pushed inside her.

Soon her patience ran dry, with a push he was thrown on the bed, her torso prowling as she crawled over him. Tearing down his pants, she quickly took in this throbbing flesh in her maw, leaving the man paralyzed as he felt her lingua depredation the tip.

Soon his integral distance bobbed in and out of her throat, his mitt grasping her head and encouraging her to go faster and deeper. The two of them cried out and howled the like beast, as no one would try their cries this night.

She parted the soaking dick, her tits grazing it as she crawled higher, tearing another kiss out of him yet. `` Now take me '' she grasped his tool and rammed it deep within herself, soon oozing onto him her sweet juices.

He too growled as she furiously used his tool to the limit, bouncing atop it, screaming in joy and pleasure as he filled her depth. Soon he filled it with something former than his cock, hot liquid pouring into her consistency, but she was n't done.

She dismounted, letting the cum stream down his cock.

She spun around, lapping at the creamy intermixture and sucking away at the unvoiced fellow member still. Soon she felt mitt grasp and toy with her butt, fingers digging deep into her.

A tongue soon followed, the man hungrily lapping and sucking at her quavering hole. `` Y-yes, oh gods yes '' she panted, feeling her entire eubstance quake.

He tempted her oraface in such an tempt way, one she long forgotten. She turned back around, picking him up in her embrace as she got off the bed.

She stood him up as she let him down, laying her breast on the bedside, looking at him with a pure affair of want. `` charter me, I want to be wanted again. ``

So he did, ramming his slick member deep inside her, planting inside her asshole with a cry from both of them. She whimpered, so he stayed slow, soon building up speed as her cry turned more and more into pleasure.

Soon he was pounding her rear, her moans making the house tremble before them. `` Fuck.. please do it, fill me again '' `` I will, I 'll fill you a hundred more if you ask me '' he groaned and growled ready to let himself go.

Soon he howled out again, a enceinte load plowing into here arse as she could n't help oneself but moan. Soon the cum leaked down their branch onto the floor.

He pulled out and she then turned around, the man once again planting himself inside her pussy with another few pumps, her lips planting onto his.

Their shout filled the night.

Soon the break of day sun rose, the succuba opening her optic to remember what had happened the night before. `` Your center are telling dear '' the Lester Willis Young man said, placing his hand on hers. `` So what now ? '' She said `` you 've gotten all of what you wanted out of me, right ? ``

He shook his head, taking his rima oris to hers. `` You arent to be used, you are going to be praised. ''