One more moment of pleasure before war? From thepowerplayers
I had defeated Azyreal the devil and his group of pathetically weak foes. When doing so, I was struck by how small and weak this world indeed was if the beings behind the evil that ran things, as Angel had put it, could be so miniscule, so barely above amoeba or flatulence.
I made my way to save Wesley and found him in danger at the hands of the wrinkled warlock called Vail. I faked the form of Fred to produce a level of comfort in the warlock, but I only did so because I thought being shrewd and exacting would please Wesley, who was being held in a magical stasis at the time. I didn't know why I sought Wesley's approval so vehemently, but I did. If the human world of falling in love was an equation, then it was indeed true. I was a sum of that equation. I wanted to please Wesley as he had pleased me before we had left for our respective, dare I use the terms, at least for me, battles. After being offered one shot by this weak Vail, I killed him with that one punch, his puny head exploding and shattering in a colorful mass. His body twitched and it reminded me of old times and in that, I felt a modicum of guilt. Wesley would not want me to act as though I would have when I ruled the world.
I hugged him and then, we kissed, reminding me that I wanted to experiment more with the sexual nature of our intercourse together, and reminded me that himself and his penis were nearly defeated by this pathetic warlock, Vail. He said something before we left that made me regard him in awe.
"Yes, I badly misjudged the situation, but because of you, Illyria, I am alive. I owe you my life, and will be sure to repay you, daily. As for underestimating battles, I will be sure not to underestimate the one that we must get to now. Are you ready for this? It could be the last thing that we ever do, and before we go on, let me say this, Illyria. I love you. I love how you are becoming more like a person, while still loving your strength and irresistible direct nature."
Before we left, I could do nothing more but kiss him again.
"Should we again perform more of the pleasurable intercourse that we had earlier before reporting to that alley, Wesley, my Wesley?"
My eyes met him with expectation. As much as I wanted to rip and shred and tear into every demon that came across my path, equally so, I relished the idea of performing the most pleasureable lovemaking that we had earlier. I made a strange face for me at him. I didn't know if it came across to his eyes the way that I intended it to. I was still trying to adjust to this human coil. But, I knew that what I was trying to get across to him would be the look of seduction. I had seen it on other females. Fred had a look and it was likely similar to hers.
I waited to see what he would do. I longed for more sexual pleasure in case this was our last time, although no being would be allowed within several feet of Wesley out there. I would see to that.
[Wesley]
I made my way to save Wesley and found him in danger at the hands of the wrinkled warlock called Vail. I faked the form of Fred to produce a level of comfort in the warlock, but I only did so because I thought being shrewd and exacting would please Wesley, who was being held in a magical stasis at the time. I didn't know why I sought Wesley's approval so vehemently, but I did. If the human world of falling in love was an equation, then it was indeed true. I was a sum of that equation. I wanted to please Wesley as he had pleased me before we had left for our respective, dare I use the terms, at least for me, battles. After being offered one shot by this weak Vail, I killed him with that one punch, his puny head exploding and shattering in a colorful mass. His body twitched and it reminded me of old times and in that, I felt a modicum of guilt. Wesley would not want me to act as though I would have when I ruled the world.
I hugged him and then, we kissed, reminding me that I wanted to experiment more with the sexual nature of our intercourse together, and reminded me that himself and his penis were nearly defeated by this pathetic warlock, Vail. He said something before we left that made me regard him in awe.
"Yes, I badly misjudged the situation, but because of you, Illyria, I am alive. I owe you my life, and will be sure to repay you, daily. As for underestimating battles, I will be sure not to underestimate the one that we must get to now. Are you ready for this? It could be the last thing that we ever do, and before we go on, let me say this, Illyria. I love you. I love how you are becoming more like a person, while still loving your strength and irresistible direct nature."
Before we left, I could do nothing more but kiss him again.
"Should we again perform more of the pleasurable intercourse that we had earlier before reporting to that alley, Wesley, my Wesley?"
My eyes met him with expectation. As much as I wanted to rip and shred and tear into every demon that came across my path, equally so, I relished the idea of performing the most pleasureable lovemaking that we had earlier. I made a strange face for me at him. I didn't know if it came across to his eyes the way that I intended it to. I was still trying to adjust to this human coil. But, I knew that what I was trying to get across to him would be the look of seduction. I had seen it on other females. Fred had a look and it was likely similar to hers.
I waited to see what he would do. I longed for more sexual pleasure in case this was our last time, although no being would be allowed within several feet of Wesley out there. I would see to that.
[Wesley]