Darren pov
d: <. . . i ran my tongue along one lip and then then the other. mia moved, pressing more of me into her. i responded by pulling back. i turned my head, took one of her lips between mine and then ran the tip of my tongue along the ridge of her labia>
d: <mia moaned and then with a husky grunt pulled my head deeper again>
m: enough teasing, i need more . . . stimulation . . . more you
d: <i shifted again, darting my eyes up hers drinking in her insistent look even while i savored the taste of her
mia's taste had changed. the slightly sweet and clean taste replaced by a somewhat toxic and acrid tang. it wasn't unpleasant but the implications that this dungeon had altered their bodies was unsettling>
d: <but i pushed those thoughts out of my mind and pushed my face into mia's damp. making my tongue flat i licked up both lips and lightly pressed on the hood of her clit. i gently moved her hood over her pearl, pulling back each time mia pushed against me. in time i would give her everything she wanted but for now i wanted to remind her of the pleasures of slow, gentle sex. and i'm being honest i wanted to feel in control again>
d: <mia relented and i continued my slow ministrations. hers moans were mix of satisfaction and frustration. when her moans turned to whimpering i pressed harder and felt her pearl retreat deep inside her. only then did press down hard. if felt her lips on the edges of my chin while i licked like a man possessed. eventually i felt her shudder.>
d: <i looked up again to see her eyes rolling back into her head. i quickened my pace and the shudder became a tiny earthquake. her legs dropped and i felt all tension leave her body. but i had no plans to stop. i started and again with slow gentle strokes of my tongue and quickened my pace as felt her blood beat faster. we continued like that for an eternity, each earthquake increasing in intensity until her last orgasm made her kick her legs >
m: enough! please! i need to rest
<image - mia resting head on darren's chest>
m: you always seem to know what i need
d: i thought you had enough of vigorous rutting for a while
m: exactly
<images - lovers entwined>
d: do you want to talk about what happened?
<mia stiffens in darren's arms>
m: it's probably a good idea to talk it out but i'm not read to tell you everything yet
d: i understand. i won't press
m: i know! i kept trying to get you to press harder and you kept pulling back
d: <laughing> a little teasing isn't bad is it?
m: not entirely bad <laughing>
d: . . .
d: how did you get captured?
m: i can't really say - i woke with a collar around my neck and the orc just slung me over his shoulder. i heard him say something to you but my mind was foggy and couldn't make what he was saying
d: were you drugged?
m: perhaps? or perhaps it has something to do with the air of this swap, i don't know
d: strange that leia didn't warn us
m: does she ever?! i'm starting to wonder if that supposed ability of hers ever works
d: <or perhaps she wanted this to happen>
m: you already know the broad strokes from my speech to the orcs
m: i was thrown into a cold cell without a blanket
m: tartuk brought me some disgusting gruel and fetid water
m: and that continued for days - one meal a day for about a week
d: i'm sorry it took us so long to find you
m: don't apologize, i knew you would come. i knew you would recruit vincelot and a dozen s class adventurers to rescue me if need be
m: every day said to myself "darren will come" - it kept me sane
<stiffening further>
m: after day seven the training began. the leader told me that i would need to earn my food by acting like a good girl
m: and i did, i was, after a fashion
m: i did everything he wanted while taking his vitality, dreaming of the day you would come i would take my revenge
d: well it wasn't much of rescue - all we did was get the collar off
m: and that is what i wanted! i didn't want to be damsel rescued by the heroes i wanted to take my revenge
d: i have to give leia credit for that decision, my plan was to take out the orc leaders and then free you
m: maybe that's why she's so giddy? she keeps saying "every witch needs an orc army"
d: strange
m: yeah, she seems thrilled every time i lean into the evil witch stereotype
d: <what are you planning leia?>
m: i rescued myself but it you kept me sane
m: that was the purpose of that meeting. the "master" knew i was holding back, that my transformation into "his pet" wasn't sincere. and he knew why - because i kept thinking of you. that why he invited you. he wanted bring you into the throne room and see me defeated. he expected you to break, to turn your back on me and that once you did i would accept my role as his slave
m: but he underestimated you, underestimated us, underestimated our love
m: i am sorry that you needed to see me as abyss and that our communications was so . . .
d: theatical?
m: yes, that!
m: but i meant what i said - your strength comes from within, something those idiots could never understand
d: about that . . .
m: <raises eyebrow> yes
d: what did you mean when you said "perhaps I can have it all"
m: mmm . . .
m: you know that this dungeon has changed me, right?
m: that i now crave men with large muscles, steely glares and big dicks?
d: yeaah
m: please don't be jealous - you cannot be replaced by any of them. i always want to return to you
m: in fact i want you to be there with me more often
m: because I want to feel what i felt then - i was getting the wild, animalistic sex that i've come to crave even while i felt your love and tenderness
m: so much about that experience was horrible but that ending was everything i've wanted since coming into this dungeon.
m: up until now i've been having rough sex with monsters and loving sex with you. in that moment i had both at the same time; a lover and a fuck tool
d: so let's do it again
m: perfect! tomorrow?
<i didn't expect her to be eager>
d: so soon?
m: why wait, tomorrow i'll invite gordok and you can make me feel loved while i fuck him
<gordok, not some monster>
d: i . . . i . . yes. but i have to ask - do you prefer it with him?
<hesitates>
m: no and yes. there are somethings he does for me that you can't. but there are so many things you can do that he can't
d: like?
m: hold an intelligent conversation for one. he only wants to talk about food, beer and fucking
d: <laughs> but . . you've said that big dicks feel better
m: i didn't say that! is said that i've started to crave them
m: you are such a wonderful lover that i forget that you are a man and have the same insecurities as other men
m: i guess it's too much to expect you to feel no jealously at all . . .
m: your dick isn't small, it's average and i actually prefer yours over gordok's
d: then why
<mia interrupts>
m: but i do enjoy feeling stretched. and i do love feeling submissive
m: it's not just about how you feel inside me, it's about how i feel around you. and how i feel when i smell you
d: when you smell me?
m: you smell . . . like soap and butterscotch. when i smell you i feel safe. i feel comfort and affection. i your smell is a warm fire on a cold day and when i smell you i want to bury myself in your sweetness
m: gordok smells like musk and stale sweat. his scent is earthy and not entirely pleasant. but somehow, inexplicably, arousing. when he's around i want to kneel down and breathe in his musk
m: and I like that he pushes my boundaries.
m: when he bottoms out inside me it hurts. it hurts so much - it's a sharp pain that travels up my stomach and spreads
m: but after a time the pain lessens and i feel pleased with myself. it's not that i'm enjoying his dick any more than yours it's that i'm proud of myself for being able to take it all, to take my pleasure with someone who someone who takes no effort to please me. i when i have sex with him i feel . . . competent, skilled, capable
m: and that is something you taught me
d: when did i do that?
m: when i first went to lay with a lizard you said something simple but profound "try to enjoy yourself"
m: and i knew you would be happy if i was happy. so i tried to find ways to be happy - it's really that simple
m: i was feeling dirty and degraded during the sex and i felt miserable: weak willed, unable to control my base urges, controlled by the magic of this dungeon. but then your words came to mind and i thought about how i could possibly try to enjoy those feelings. then i began to feel proud that i could endure. later i began to focus on the liminal spaces . . . you've heard this before
d: all of that from a just a few words?
m: not just the words but the way you responded when i returned from my encounters. not only were you accepting of me, you were interested in my experience. and because i knew you wanted to hear my stories i felt more inclined to explore my feelings
m: i mean i knew you wanted to hear something more profound than "he pounded me so hard"
d: or something "deeper" than that
m: shtop!
m: it took me many encounters to figure this out but i eventually realized that i even if i could control nothing else, i could control how i felt. i could control my interpretation of events. that's how i survived the orcs. they wanted to make me feel worthless but i've learned i that only i control how i feel
d: . . . back to talking about big dicks
m: keep this up and i'll ask if you want to meet with gordok on your own
d: stohp!
d: you've also said that they "reach all your spots"
m: that's true . . . but it doesn't mean i prefer them
m: here let me explain
<massages leg>
m: how does that feel?
d: good, relaxing, arousing.
m: <continues to massage leg in small circles>
d: okay, you are starting to rub.
<continues massage>
d: okay stop! it's no longer pleasant
m: that's what i mean. at first having all your spots rubbed at once is electric. the first few minutes are heaven. but after a while having the same spot rubbed again and again and again gets old.
m: you also get all my spots. but not all at the same time. and you listen to me when i ask you to move from one spot to another. and that why you are the better lover
d: and gordok doesn't do that?
m: gordok only cares about my pleasure to the degree that it enhances his ego. which why he is a "safe" partner that you need not worry about
d: safe?
m: our interactions are entirely transactional. he gives me something, i give him something. i will never catch feelings for him. he's boring. stupid. arrogant . . . even if he has good stamina and he's always willing to fuck. but i could never imagine making a life with him. you are the one i want to grow old with.
m: i mean imagine what the house would look like, he would insist on including antlers in all the decorating
d: and then brag about his talent for expectorating?
m: probably!
m: i mean tara was much more of a threat?
d: but she's a sweet version of gordok - she likes drinking, fucking, and fighting
m: but she's in love with you and she's not going away. eventually we will have to decide if we are a throuple
<mia is probably right, i hope i didn't spoil my friendship with tara>
m: please join me and i will show you that you have nothing to fear. i want his musk and your sweetness. tomorrow, let me have it all to and i will show you that you have nothing to fear from any other lover. or should i say from any fuck tool
d: tomorrow then. l love you
m: i love you so much