Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Even as her body rejoiced at the feeling of Evian's mouth against her breasts and even as she arched her back wishing he sucked on her even harder, Aren remained very aware that Evian was a stranger and no matter how valiantly he had appeared going around the party hall and destroying evil Anchors, there remained an air of mystery that felt almost dangerous.

A part of her mind continued to tell her that she should be worried— That she should take care to distance herself from this man— That the only card she had to play, her superior strength, seemed to have dwindled in terms of an upper hand in the few hours they had been apart but how could she possibly pay attention to this sensible part of her mind when the subject of the worry humped against her oh so wonderfully.

How could she possibly think straight when every touch that they shared or he delivered to her sent jolts of pleasure in the form of electric tendrils that seemed to shock her mind into focusing on him and him alone?

Meanwhile, Evian's cock hardened with every second that went by with him pleasuring this woman. Unlike her, he was not at all conflicted and no matter how many times he had done this before, he would never not be excited.

Eventually, though, he pulled his lips off Aren's breasts and lowered her from against the wall where she slipped into a kneeling position that put her in line with his crotch and the bulge that was forming.

No words were needed. Not only did Aren know what was expected of her, she had also anticipated it which was why she stretched her hand to the bulge slowly but deliberately. She stroked it lightly and then grabbed it through the material of Evian's pants to squeeze it while still stroking in the unmistakable motions of a handjob.

With a gulp, Aren freed her upper body completely from her gown and then grabbed the waistline of Evian's pants to pull them and expose his cock to her eyes which glittered with awe.

"It's— It's magnificent!" Aren said with such an intense sincerity, she seemed on the brink of reciting a vow. Or a prayer.

The shape, the way it was quickly transitioning from flaccid to erect now that it was exposed to her gaze— All of it excited the Priestess who reached out to grab and stroke the rod now that there was no clothing to separate them.

In seconds she had the head of the organ in her mouth, sucking on it with intense vigor while her hand continued to stroke it. Her head moved forward and back so often and so aggressively that it caused her breasts to move in accordance with the rhythm. All of these were clear to Evian's eyes and only added more intensity to his libido.

He leaned forward and pressed one hand against the door behind Aren while he reached down with the other and placed it on her head as though to encourage her to keep at what she was doing.

And that was exactly what the Priestess did.

As she sucked, she closed her eyes and almost subconsciously, and through no active act of hers, spiritual energy started to spill from her body, forming into seals that all connected into a magic circle that replicated into more until there was some sort of partial Array.

The Array became a platform under the two of them before it started lifting toward the high ceiling of the tall study. Evian found the bit of arcane prowess impressive but then the Spiritial energy in the array began to seep into his body and his Eldritch reserves reacted aggressively.

His reserves resisted infiltration easily but with how much work Evian put in to not let Aren notice and let her continue to blissfully suck his cock, as well as the knee-numbing pleasure he was receiving from said sucking, he was unable to avoid transitioning from a standing position to a horizontal one.

Aren did not appear disturbed by the change in position. Her hand remained around his rod and her mouth continued to suck but when the suction finally reduced and her tongue stretched out of her mouth to lick around the girth of the organ, her eyes opened to see Evian gritting his teeth as though to keep his Moans from leaking.

'Might as well put it to use," Aren thought as she began to change her position on her Conjured platform until she had her thighs on either side of Evian's head while her pussy began to descend to his mouth.

Her abundant juices dripped down to Evian's mouth and he opened his mouth to receive them. He licked his lips at the delicious taste while raising his arms to grab Aren's ass cheeks and pull her the rest of the way down until her pussy was placed over his mouth and he began his exploration.

When he licked at the surrounding of Aren's pussy lips and teased her clit, he did so mostly for the pleasure of gathering even more of her juices for his enjoyment but also partially so he could distract himself from the power of her suction.

Her hand had reached down and grabbed his balls. Juggling them with a fascinated sort of care while she was starting to take the rod even deeper inside her throat. To that, Evian wanted to deliver an on-par retaliation and it did not take long for him to succeed.

"~Mnghhh~" Aren groaned with her mouth tightly around Evian's cock. A particular series of flicks on her clit by his tongue had caused her reaction and she was almost tempted to hook her mouth free just so she could let out a moan but she resisted.

As for Evian, his body was er so slightly by the vibrations caused by Aren's muffled groan with his cock still in her mouth but of course, because he would 'suffer' from his own acts did not mean Evian would stop. The thought never even came to his mind.

Instead, he grabbed Aren's ass cheeks, pulled her even further down, and thrust his tongue deep within her snatch to commence an intense exploration that caused the Priestess to tremble and spasm sporadically even if she insisted against dislodging the rod in her throat.

Minutes passed with that being the status quo.

Aren never quite got used to how Evian's tongue moved around inside her and she would, on occasion, release her juices in a gush that Evian always made sure to trap with his mouth and savor, and then finally, before she could get Evian to succumb to her intense fellation, she rose from his crotch, planted her knees solidly onto the conjured platform, arched her back and groaned while saying the words w Stu woman eventually says during their session with Evian Stygian,

"~OH—I'm CUMMMMINNNGGGGGG!!!~"

As a private room, there was obviously noise cancellation in place but even then, Aren blushed as though she felt everyone in the Santorum had heard her announcement and yet, she could not help it.

Even when her voice trailed off, she continued to groan loudly while raising and lowering herself tentatively on Evian's mouth. She never raised herself too high to let Evian's tongue out of her snatch completely and for that, Evian was 'grateful' as it kept him in reach to co tongue savoring her juices as they came out in powerful squirts.

As she came down from her high, Aren's brain only registered how Evian's strong hands took hold of parts of her body and directed her into a position that put her on her knees with her back as arched as she could get it.

He grabbed his rod with one hand, stroked it against her sensitive pussy, and smacked it against her clit, sending those pleasure tendrils all over Aren's body and getting her so lost in the sensation that she didn't realize when he finally slipped his rod through her opening.

Her negligence did not last, of course.

Once three inches of the rod was inside her, her insides began to clench hard to keep it right where it was, even though Aren groaned at the girth she had to accommodate.

Evian continued his entry and as Aren's back arching had brought her head to the side of his, her tits —ample, perky, and heaving atop her chest were his to grab.

And grab he did.

He squeezed the flesh and grabbed her nipples, pulling them while half of his cock finally became lodged in this new lover. He took it slowly to ease her into the world of wonders he had to offer…

"~Ahnn— Harder… Faster!!!~"

… Alas, Aren was having none of that, and hearing her request, Evian grinned, released her breasts, and with one hand on her back, he urged her forward to resume her arch on a more horizontal plane…

… Her ass presented to him like an offering and it was an offering he gladly accepted.

With his hands on Aren's hips, he showed the Priestess just how hard and fast he could go, and for that…

"~Fuck YES!!! That's what I'm talking abooooouuuuuttttttt!!!~"

… Aren appeared supremely grateful.