Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
03.Jan.21, 10:50 PM
Pendalier's lips parted on a sigh as Esille wrapped that beautiful mouth around his erection, the suction tugging and pulling deliciously. He moaned softly as she slid up and down his shaft, tongue caressing and tasting the length of him. It had been trial and error to determine just how much of him Esille could take inside her mouth without gagging violently and Pendalier was pleased to see her reach the very end of that limit.
His hand moved from the arm of his chair, eyes hooded as he watched her suck his cock and when her eyes flicked to his it twitched at the eye contact. His fingers fisted in the hair at the back of her head to hold her still as her hands drifted to rest against his powerful thighs. "Do not even think of touching yourself Esille," he warned her just in case she became tempted to do so and drew her mouth back down his length with his hand fisted in her hair. Hips rolled, thrusting the length of him inside her mouth over and over with the same motion as he would inside her core before it became too much and Pendalier dragged her from his cock and to his mouth.
His mouth was punishing as his teeth and lips nipped and suckled at her mouth, the taste of him there on her lips and he groaned into her mouth before standing. His arm and hand drifted down, gripping her ass to make sure she could wrap her legs around his waist and walked her towards the desk he did his business at. His mouth never left hers as he laid her back on the desk, his pants riding low on his hips as he did so. Releasing her mouth, Pendalier grabbed her wrists and hands, drawing them above her head, and pressed her fingers around the edge of the wood.
"Hold on to it and don't let go until I tell you to," he growled at her as he stood back to shove her gown up over her hips and drag her panties off her legs. "If you let go of the desk, Esille, I will have to punish you for being naughty," he continued and tsked at her, "And you might not like it this time." Dragging her hips forward, Pendalier dropped to his knees and buried his head between her thighs. He groaned at the taste of her arousal and damn near purred with approval to find her slick with wetness already.
His hand moved from the arm of his chair, eyes hooded as he watched her suck his cock and when her eyes flicked to his it twitched at the eye contact. His fingers fisted in the hair at the back of her head to hold her still as her hands drifted to rest against his powerful thighs. "Do not even think of touching yourself Esille," he warned her just in case she became tempted to do so and drew her mouth back down his length with his hand fisted in her hair. Hips rolled, thrusting the length of him inside her mouth over and over with the same motion as he would inside her core before it became too much and Pendalier dragged her from his cock and to his mouth.
His mouth was punishing as his teeth and lips nipped and suckled at her mouth, the taste of him there on her lips and he groaned into her mouth before standing. His arm and hand drifted down, gripping her ass to make sure she could wrap her legs around his waist and walked her towards the desk he did his business at. His mouth never left hers as he laid her back on the desk, his pants riding low on his hips as he did so. Releasing her mouth, Pendalier grabbed her wrists and hands, drawing them above her head, and pressed her fingers around the edge of the wood.
"Hold on to it and don't let go until I tell you to," he growled at her as he stood back to shove her gown up over her hips and drag her panties off her legs. "If you let go of the desk, Esille, I will have to punish you for being naughty," he continued and tsked at her, "And you might not like it this time." Dragging her hips forward, Pendalier dropped to his knees and buried his head between her thighs. He groaned at the taste of her arousal and damn near purred with approval to find her slick with wetness already.
