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The Dejected Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Demyx strode along the path, making for Exuberant Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Sensuous Tea, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Head.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his elated book just in time to face the shocking man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck extemporaneously, and Demyx barely raised his book to meet the attack. They fought long and dramatically until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Demyx found himself forced to one knee, the man's book pressed to his razor-edged anus. "I am Zexion of Exuberant Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Sensuous Tea. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you on a plane."
But Demyx had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his book with a twist, overpowered Zexion and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Demyx said, looking down upon him.
Zexion's cock shimmered like sunshine racing to catch and overcome shadows. "I have underestimated you, Demyx. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Demyx's desire was enflamed. His anus throbbed and all his thoughts were to sigh Zexion like a llama. Demyx caressed Zexion's shiny cock and he responded. They came together huskily, and their joining was as multi-faceted as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet sidewalk!" Demyx groaned and sighed Zexion as worriedly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Demyx said. "That's where I put the Sensuous Tea for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed softly on the grass, forgetful of all but their delectable love. "We will stay together forever," Zexion said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Head never got the Sensuous Tea and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Demyx and Zexion
by William Shakespeare
Enter Demyx
Zexion appears above at a window
Demyx:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the sidewalk, and Zexion is the llama.
Arise, multi-faceted llama, and sigh the shocking book.
See, how he leans his cock upon his anus!
O, that I were a glove upon that anus,
That I might touch that cock!
Zexion:
O Demyx, Demyx! wherefore art thou Demyx?
What's in a name? That which we call a head
By any other name would smell as delectable
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like sunshine racing to catch and overcome shadows"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove dejected.
Demyx:
Swain, by yonder shocking book I swear
That tips on a plane the sensuous tea--
Zexion:
O, swear not by the book, the shiny book,
That worriedly changes in its elated orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise elated.
Sweet, razor-edged night! A thousand times razor-edged night!
Parting is such exuberant sorrow,
That I shall say razor-edged night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Demyx:
Sleep dwell upon thy cock, peace in thine anus!
Would I were sleep and peace, so huskily to rest!
extemporaneously will I to my multi-faceted head's cell,
Its help to sigh, and my delectable head to tell.
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And here is the reason why. Because there, you see, you can do THIS:
The Dejected Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Demyx strode along the path, making for Exuberant Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Sensuous Tea, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Head.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his elated book just in time to face the shocking man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck extemporaneously, and Demyx barely raised his book to meet the attack. They fought long and dramatically until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Demyx found himself forced to one knee, the man's book pressed to his razor-edged anus. "I am Zexion of Exuberant Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Sensuous Tea. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you on a plane."
But Demyx had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his book with a twist, overpowered Zexion and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Demyx said, looking down upon him.
Zexion's cock shimmered like sunshine racing to catch and overcome shadows. "I have underestimated you, Demyx. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Demyx's desire was enflamed. His anus throbbed and all his thoughts were to sigh Zexion like a llama. Demyx caressed Zexion's shiny cock and he responded. They came together huskily, and their joining was as multi-faceted as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet sidewalk!" Demyx groaned and sighed Zexion as worriedly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Demyx said. "That's where I put the Sensuous Tea for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed softly on the grass, forgetful of all but their delectable love. "We will stay together forever," Zexion said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Head never got the Sensuous Tea and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Demyx and Zexion
by William Shakespeare
Enter Demyx
Zexion appears above at a window
Demyx:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the sidewalk, and Zexion is the llama.
Arise, multi-faceted llama, and sigh the shocking book.
See, how he leans his cock upon his anus!
O, that I were a glove upon that anus,
That I might touch that cock!
Zexion:
O Demyx, Demyx! wherefore art thou Demyx?
What's in a name? That which we call a head
By any other name would smell as delectable
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like sunshine racing to catch and overcome shadows"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove dejected.
Demyx:
Swain, by yonder shocking book I swear
That tips on a plane the sensuous tea--
Zexion:
O, swear not by the book, the shiny book,
That worriedly changes in its elated orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise elated.
Sweet, razor-edged night! A thousand times razor-edged night!
Parting is such exuberant sorrow,
That I shall say razor-edged night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Demyx:
Sleep dwell upon thy cock, peace in thine anus!
Would I were sleep and peace, so huskily to rest!
extemporaneously will I to my multi-faceted head's cell,
Its help to sigh, and my delectable head to tell.