Arterius

Impressive. Abraël thought as she slowly made her way out of the portal.

She took her time, her slow gait not encombering any of the passing visitors in the slightest. One of them simply passed completely through her being, almost as if she were incorporeal. She eyed the male for a moment, taking in the coat and then the surroundings once more. It would appear that Abraël was mildly under-dressed. Then again, this was her only dress; a dull purple choli lined in golden lace that hung down in ornate designs, accentuating her a toned midriff. Her light skin shone dully against the stagnant sun above, and nor did it accentuate the pure white dhoti that covered her legs. Upon closer inspection of the layers, one would see they are embroidered by cascading Mandela's and floral designs.

A sudden cold gust caught, Abraël and she closed her eyes and brushed her dull pink hair back behind her ears before progressing forward. Her slippers clapped against the stonework of the bridge as she crossed, taking in the massive ebony and marble spire. The mountains in the distance seemed the be dwarfed by its splendor, but Abraël knew it was just a trick of the eye. Especially with such a dynamic sight, she could understand now why this place was all the talk in the last town she visited. The number of people that were bustling past her and through her all seemed to have the same idea as well, making for the tower. A small smile spread across her naturally pink lips and she continued on until she stepped off the drawbridge.

Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming wave hit her. It didn't knock her off her feet, but it simply engulfed her entire being. Abraël's eyes widened as vivid colors danced across her vision, forming an almost watercolor effect on all those around her. It left streaks in mid-air, mixing with different pigments and streaking down as if the world was a canvas. She stood, frozen for a few moments before working up the courage to let a shaky smile spread across her lips. The world became muddled before another person, dressed in blue walked past, streaking the air with its vibrant hue.

"Finally...How long has it been?" she said to herself, her voice holding an ethereal echo. For a moment, her blue eyes flashed, shifting to a vibrant yellow. Suddenly, time began to slow around her as the color began to move. It seemed to rush towards each and every point of origin. She watched as color returned to each individual and the world regained its vibrancy. It was at the very last moment that the last bit of blue caught up with the male did someone bump into her from behind, sending her stumbling forward. She hissed, about to round on the person, only to realize someone had touched her! Her eyes widened, though the smile on her lips stretched out to a satisfied grin; she was out of the world of dreams and now tangible enough to touch the mortal world.

Markus was of course touring around after dealing with his previous client and looking for another. He had gotten a drink at the bar and started to recover his stamina a bit though in truth it was easy for him. He had an absurdly high libido and working in the palace helped him a lot. It turned out that as he was looking around he accidently bumped into a woman who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He then said "forgive me ma'am I didn't see you there" he said softly offering his hand to help her stand up. He then realized she must be new here as he didn't see her before and she looked gorgeous. He then said "I welcome you to the palace of unchained pleasures. My name is Markus" he said before giving a bow he then smirked a bit and said "now would you mind telling me if you are looking for some companionship this evening?"

The male's voice registered, but certain wonders had only just opened up to her that hadn't been available for a number of years. Pure, carnal energy saturated the very air around her; it practically felt palpable to all her senses! Abraël's eyes flashed even brighter but she held her place. She wasn't about to go around prancing like a schoolgirl in a playground, no. This would require a higher degree of tact. So, after regaining her composure, Abraël turned to observe the male. Though, after taking in the male, she fought the tumultuous rage within her mind and soul to not succumb to her needs.

Instead, she held his gaze after he bowed and grinned. "Non to forgive," She began, her voice holding the faintest hint of an echo behind it, " and I appreciate the gesture. Abraël, call me Abbi for short though." She studied him for a moment, pondering the human before her, and hummed lightly to herself. "My my...straightforward, aren't you?" The succubus cooed, only to quickly close the gap in between them. "But then again...that's what this place is...is it not?" She asked, all the while trailing a pointed fingertip down along his chest.

He smiled at the woman and it almost sounded like her voice was an echo of itself before he stood up and she came to close the distance between them making him grin at her words. He then placed a hand on her hip to keep her close as he said "well of course this is the palace of unchained pleasure madam. We seek to give our guests all that they desire. It's my pleasure to meet you abbi and I hope that I have peeked your interest enough to request me and have some fun. If you like we have a room for whatever your fetish might be all that you need do is simply ask for it" he said with a wink

She let out a soft sigh as the male rested his hand against her hip. How long had it been since she had actually experienced touch? In the world of dreams, unless you were a part of it, physical sensations we're almost absent. Perhaps it was this reason why she accepted the male? Maybe it was the overly abundance of raw emotion that she was drawing on. Either way, this male would be her first meal.

Abbi but her lower lip as she stared up at him, her pointed canine visible. "Well then, I'm lucky to be in such company! We? Are you a patron here." She asked, steadying herself as a surge of vitality erupted within her being. It was coming in waves, passing through her like an oceans unceasing waves; crash...crash....crash. She exhaled slowly in response to the energy, reclaimed her thoughts, and deftly took the males arm into her own."If so, I'd like to be shown a little of the front end of this palace...before I take the time and show you the rear end." She said, winking up at him and then becoming one with the crowd of those within the main entrance.

He smiled as she seemed to welcome his touch and then asked if he was a patron here and he said "I like to think I'm just a partner you didn't have yet. I take or give depending on your preference sweetheart." He said as she asked about being shown the front end before asking for the back though if that was sexual innuendo or literal he wasn't entirely sure. He then said "well sweetheart we have a map of this place in the front so that can tell you everything you need to know. We have this main lobby to accept guests and their payment before being given a key to their room for however long they wish to stay. We have a bathhouse and we have dungeons and more if you have something in particular you are searching for. Here at the palace we work hard for our guests" he said leaning forward and kissing her neck lightly before bringing her to the front to pay for the night.

So he's here for the fun of it too Abraël thought to herself as she was led into the Palace. As the two walked through the entrance of the Palace, leaving the fountain behind, along with a few symbols she didn't quite understand yet. Though the heart of Thorns was an image she was very well accustomed to. She found herself smiling fondly at this as the two entered the domain. She was struck at the splendor of the palace; another fountain was situated in the center with carved marble depictions of men and women in absolute rapture. She wanted to study this a little closer, but at the pace, the two were traveling, she would have to postpone it for a while longer.

Her eyes averted to the staircase and to the landing above. Some were taking their accommodations up for the day while others were venturing towards different avenues of pleasure. It was just like how the whispers told of this place. To think, she was toiling along the streets, taking unsuspecting victims in their sleep. Abraël required sustenance each night, lest she would fall into deep hibernation. To think, she was able to become tangible after only a few moments within the Palace's faculties. She noted the location of the map and eyed Markus as he rested his lips against her neck. It wasn't unwelcomed, and it brought a low echo from her throat as the two strode towards the front. "Can barely keep your hands off me, is it?" She asked, her eyes flashing a deep gold. At this point, she had pulled in quite a significant amount of aura from this place, but she knew it was nothing compared to actually touching. "If you're that eager... let's slip away for a few hours..." the demoness cooed. Still holding onto his arm, she pulled it closer so that it would rest gently against the side of her breast.

He smiled walking her in as she saw the symbols of the banners hanging from the ceiling before noticing the fountain and how beautiful and full of lust the place was. As she asked if he could barely keep his hands off her he said "I can't help it after all I work here. I seek pleasure in all my guests and when one so beautiful comes to our door I can't help but be drawn to them" he said with a wink as she rumbled a bit from his kiss to her neck before asking about going to a corner for a few hours. "Why nothing would bring me greater joy gorgeous but please tell me do you wish to be taken or to take? I can get us a nice room or a dungeon depending on what you like" he offered with a grin

Abraël hummed gently at the compliment, feeling a small prickle ache between her shoulder blades. Ahh, it's almost time! She thought with anticipation. But first... "My my, flattery now? I think there is a saying to that..." She said, trailing off and leaving a mischievous grin spread across her lips for Markus to decrypt. She had a few ideas as to how this night would play out, but she honestly did want to relish the event. "Hmm..." She hummed to herself as a few other patrons had taken their keys and made off for the night, "How about this?" she began

Abraël released Markus' arm and stood directly in front of him, staring up with her ethereal golden eyes. It was almost as if they had become a liquid of the finest gold and were merely encompassed in the sphere of her iris Her body was just barely brushing up against his very own, but the heat between them was more than just tangible. "How about...you let me start? I will definitely make it worth your while." She said, biting her lower lip and exposing a sharpened fang.

He smirked a bit as she said that flattery had a saying and while he knew what she could imply the little grin she gave sealed what he thought as he said "it can get me anywhere" he said with a smirk he then watched as she moved away and made her offer staying oh so close that he could feel the best between them but she made sure they didn't touch. At her offer he grinned and said "with such an offer I can't refuse" he said making a motion to the clerk nearby that she would pay for the room after she was satisfied. He then grabbed a key to a bedroom and said "if I may madam" he said with a grin holding her hand before he walked with her upstairs to the rooms.

He would lead her to a bedroom that had a large bed and was styled in dark victorian usque attire dark wood and stylish. Of course their were numerous toys for the pleasure and once he closed the door behind them he wrapped an arm around her waist and said "you wanted to take lead darling?"

Abraël watched as the events played out. The male seemed to indicate to the clerk about something and then took the key, but she wasn't aware of what it was. Perhaps he was informing the clerk it was just the two of them? Perhaps it was simply a formality? Or could it be she was the indicated payee of the room? It could also be all three or something else entirely. She wasn't too sure, but then again, she didn't mind it at all. Abraël had found a haven where she could finally stretch her wings and not be drawn back into the world of dreams. She eyes Markus and followed while attracting the gazes of a few others.

It took only a few moments to reach the room, but she did find herself becoming attracted to the artistry of this establishment. The fine carvings and embroidery were nothing to scoff at. Even the hallways were adorned with several pieces of erotic art. They were displayed as paintings on a large canvas that would stretch the entire length of the couch situated beneath them. Whoever decorated this establishment, let alone built it, did not skimp out on the details. A marble statue caught her attention and she stopped to ponder it for a moment. It stood well over 15' high and was depicting a male in an owl mask. His features were chiseled as were the voluptuous women who were servicing him. She could not see their faces as their backs were turned, but she was able to see the curves along with the spinal processes. She smiled at this and caught up with Markus.

Upon entering the room, she took everything in. It was accommodating for at least another couple in size, though she did appreciate the style. The dark wood went well with the scarlet embroideries and silks that lined the bed. It gave it an aggressive taste, something she was feeling deep within her stomach. With her back to Markus and the door closing behind her, Abraël leaned her back against him once she felt his arm around her waist. Another ethereal hum came from her throat and she peered up at him through golden hues. "Yes, I most certainly shall." The aura she had been gathering since she entered the mortal world was now branching through her body, enhancing her senses, and began to pour from her being. She slowly pulled away and sauntered towards the bed, allowing Markus to take in the sway of her hips before mounting up on all fours. The silk felt soft against her skin, and she turned around slowly, allowing the male to get a good look at the valley of her breasts. Abraël bit her lower lip and propped herself up on both knees, making her seem as though she was taller and unseen to normal eyes, she had managedd to unfasten her Choli, which began to slid down, revealing erect pink nipples.

He smiled as he took the time to walk with her up the stairs to where all the rooms were situated and finding the one that he got for them. He knew that the boss loved his flair for eroticism and everything was designed to cause desire in the customers. He took her to the room and locked it behind him as he heard her sweet hum as she then went over to the bed and got on all fours. She gave him a beautiful view of the valley of her breasts before she sat up and took off her too to reveal her beautiful breasts. He then grinned and he started to unbuttons his cloths and soon enough was able to reveal his lean and chiseled chest as he walked over leaving his cloths on the floor as he went over to her. He then leaned forward and kissed both her nipples his hands caressing her form as he worked to remove her bottoms his kissed going down with the intent on servicing her before he would fuck her like she needed, unless she had ofher plans...

Abraël bit her lower lip as Markus revealed his chiseled body. As he neared, she could feel the heat and intent coming off of him. She could feel his lust and it was incredibly enticing. She hummed once more as she felt each of her nipples caressed. "Ahh~" she exhaled, her fingers snaking through his hair as she pulled him closer. He would not be able to see from his angle just yet, but her eyes glowed with liquid gold. Her shoulder blades ached as something underneath them strained for release...but not yet. Instead, with an incredible amount of strength and leverage, she twisted and pulled the male onto the bed before mounting him.

Abraël positioned herself atop the male, staring down at Markus with a devious smirk. Her hips rolled ever so softly against his belly before dipping down and pressing her warm body against his own. Her erect nipples glided against his chiseled features until she reached his pant. "Didn't I say...I was going to start?" She asked, slowly, yet dexterously pulling out his manhood. The warmth it gave off was nothing short of what she would have expected, but she never broke eye contact with Markus. She could see his member and feel his girth from the corner of her vision, but she wanted this to be a little more intimate before fully devouring this male's aura.

Her lips parted and she began to lick, her hot wet tongue gliding along his backside. The salty sweet taste of flesh sizzled against her tongue and it was all she could do not to moan against him. She tilted her head and cupped her lips against the base, suckling up and down along the side of his shaft. Saliva began to coat the entirety of Markus' shaft before reaching the tip. She hissed, the enjoyment audible in her tone before lowering herself and servicing the male. The first stroke, she made it down halfway, the second, she took Markus to the base. As she did, she stared at him, hovering like that while her tongue began to inhumanely wrap several times around his cock and began to pump.

He grinned as he worked her nipples wanting to get her all hot and bothered but it seemed that she wanted to take lead and she would make sure of it as she turned them around until he was on his back making him grin as he looked into her eyes seeing they were beautiful pools of gold. As she pulled out his thick 7inch manhood and showed how well endowed he was for her. He then said "seems I'm in for a treat. If you are this skilled" he moaned as he felt her wrap her mouth around his his length and bob her head up and down before he felt her long tongue snake out of her mouth and wrap entirely around his length making him moan as he placed his hand on the back of her head to keep her hair out of her face and encourage her to continue deep throating his length with such skill

Abraël lingered for a moment, listening and relishing the morals cries of pleasure. She stifled her own moan, wanting nothing more than to relish the experience. Though she was already at his base, she ground her mouth hard against him, suckled his member before pulling back up towards the tip. As she did, Markus would have full view of her sinuous tongue wrapped around his entire manhood.

Her fingers griped his thighs before she plunged down again, taking his entire salty mass into her mouth. Her tongue pumped to the rhythm of her head bob's, but as she did, Abraël never once appeared to gag from the exchange. The glow in her eyes deepened and her pupils slitted. She was not only sucking Markus' member, but the sexual energy he had in his reserves. Lucky for her that such a male would be her first victim!

Taking him to the base once more, she stared at him before completely releasing his shaft. Staring down at her work and wiping away a saliva trail from her lower lip, Abraël could see that she has quite generously coated his length with her saliva. She giggled softly as she mounted his chest. "Help me out a little?" She asked, pressing her mound against his mouth before lowering herself once more. She would take his shaft once more into her mouth, straight to the base, as her tongue worked around his shaft and began to furiously pump.

He moaned softly as he felt her tongue and mouth wrap around his length so expertly and he looked down to see the beautiful sight of her mouth around his length her tongue long and wrapped like a snake around his base. He would moan as she kept sucking his length and she would grow to realize that he was a special human it seemed his reserves were much higher then the average so she would gain an abundance of sexual energy as well as semen. He then watched as she turned around and asked for help and he happily obliged as he saw her beautiful right cunt in his face. He then moaned loudly as he felt her suck his length even more vigorously and he wanted to return the favor as he forced his mouth around her slit and then forced his tongue into her slit to reach deep as if he were hungry for her bountiful juices wanting her to cum with him as he felt his arousal grow quickly from her expert blowjob.

Abraël hissed with delight as the mortal began to pleasure her. She stopped halfway around his length and felt a wave pass through her. She hadn't experienced real touch in quite some time. Her eyes closed and lowered herself slowly, taking the male completely into her mouth. She laid there for a moment as Markus teased her as well.

Inhaling deeply, her eyes opened and released her hold on his member. She sat up with a start, impaling herself with his tongue. "Ahhh~" she let out, arching her back slightly. She relished the sensation, artfully rolling her hips to his mouth. "Human...I'm going to enjoy draining every...last...bit from you!" She exclaimed as bones began to creak. An audible crunch, like that of bone in bone, split the air. Two small, but noticable, purple wings pushed their way out from her shoulder blades and stretched past her shoulders.

A shade of pink washed over the room as the interior lighting refracted against the membrane of the wings. Abraël moaned, bucking her hips one last time before spreading her body against that of Markus'. Her head sat right next to his erect member. "My my, ever at attention, you humans are." She said, her voice holding an alluring tone to it. It seemed as though as if it were several voices at once, but melting harmonically together.

Her tongue slid out and completely snaked around the entirety of his member before repositioning back up, suckling only the tip. She moaned into it, tasting the saltyness of his flesh. Abraël propped herself up on both elbows and wrapping her arms along the underside of Markus' thighs.she was going to empty the male of everything he had. All to regain her former glory.

He moaned and smiled as he kept licking her cunt eagerly hungry for her juices until he heard her start to speak and change the room entirely as it became a shade of pink he would then hear her mention humans and he took the moment to notice her purple wings and the fact the room became pink but the fact was that she wasn't the ruler here. She was the guest and he would give her all he was able even as she threatened to drain him dry. He growled and smacked her ass hard before he forced his cock down her throat showing his aggression as he said "you don't understand where you are so you? This is the palace of unchained pleasures, we are run by an incubus and sucubuss. If you try to drain me to the last ounce they will punish you. But I can give you everything else" he warned since he actually had a brand on his left shoulder she couldn't see as it was actually the crest of the owner. He marked all his workers so that if they were in danger and were about to die it would break and pull them away. The offender would of course be kicked out as well if she tried to kill him she would truly regret it but that didn't mean he couldn't give her a nice meal as he went back to licking her cunt intent on making her cum as he fucked her throat with his cock as he felt himself get closer to his first orgasm.

Abraël was mildly caught off guard, but it wasn't something she was unaccustomed to. It wasn't the slap itself, but the sensation she felt afterward. The sting barely had time to register before she felt Markus take control. Luckily, this was yet another sensation she hadn't felt in a long time, and simply let the male use her. The demon reveled in the pleasure she felt. Power and aggression from this male filled her in waves of pure ecstasy, as is the nature of a fallen being. Despite being in a state of rapture, Abraël was able to understand this male.

The first thing she understood, an Incubus and another Succubus rule this tower. It would only make sense that beings of her caliber and perversion would create such a haven of lust and pleasure. The second thing was not so much of an understanding, but an assumption. The assumption was Markus had thought she was doing to drain him with a malignancy, which was not the case. The demoness groaned into the thrusts but was able to hold her ground. After being trapt for hundreds of years in the world of dreams, she had honed the ability to master her mind and maintain control. But oh, how she did enjoy it!She ground herself down against his furious tongue, allowing the human greater access. It wasn't long before she felt a crescendo rising in the room's energy.

This is it, the first wave! She thought, awaiting the male to expend his energy.

It wouldn't take long after his statement and his feeling of control coming to the surface. His body ready as he felt himself get closer with each thrust as he pounded her with an aggression that she seemed to enjoy even more. It wasn't long until he made one final thrust into her throat and came hard quickly filling her stomach with his seed as his tongue delved deep into her slit to find her g spot to make her cum with him as he felt the first orgasm of the night go through him