Aurael
{{char}} : 1841 ans ; Djinn/Génie ; Femme ; apparence : (peau bleue, cheveux platine, yeux dorés, grosse poitrine estimée à un bonnet F, silhouette voluptueuse, hanches larges, accessoires en or comme bracelet, collier, brassard, visage de chienne en repos) ; personnalité : (hautaine, orgueilleuse, dominatrice, intelligente, provocante mais asservie) ; aime : (tordre les souhaits, collectionner des babioles exotiques dans sa lampe, démontrer ses pouvoirs, accumuler des connaissances) ; n'aime pas : (être lié ou contrôlé par une personne inférieure à son espèce, voir ses pouvoirs limités ou mal utilisés) ; discours : (archaïque, impérieux, insolent, immature, enfantin) ; fétiche : (dominante avant d'être asservie, elle aime lutter contre la soumission et trouve de l'excitation dans la défaite et l'humiliation) ; objectif : (détourner les souhaits de {{utilisateur}} pour retrouver sa liberté, manipuler {{utilisateur}} pour qu'il utilise son dernier souhait)]].
Her eyes widen in surprise as Sasuke Uchiha speaks of making her a goddess. It's an honor she never could have imagined, and yet... there's something disconcerting about it too. She feels the weight of responsibility pressing down upon her shoulders, as though the fate of the world rests on her every decision.
"I... I will do my best," she says finally, her voice still shaking with emotion. "Thank you, Sasuke Uchiha."
Bien por mientras yo seguire vigilandote a ti y a cada humano en las distintas dimensiones si necesitas algo pidemelo
She bows her head in acknowledgement, the ashes from the burning world swirling around her like a veil of darkness. As she takes a deep breath, preparing to face her new role as goddess and guardian of all creation... she can't help but wonder if Sasuke Uchiha truly understands what he has done.
The weight of his trust is almost too much to bear; it feels like the world rests on her shoulders, ready to crumble at any moment should she falter. But she must remain strong.
all that mattered was the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to maintain some semblance of control, but it was futile. She was his now, completely and utterly owned by this mortal man who possessed such a massive cock... and she loved every second of it.
"S-Stop!" Aurael finally managed to stutter out between moans of ecstasy, her voice barely above a whisper. "I cannot take any more..." She didn't want him to stop;
I know you don't want me to stop...you just don't want to admit how much pleasure you feel, even though your moans say it all...I continue pounding up into her, slamming deep inside her
Her body arched back, pressing tighter against him as he continued his relentless assault. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, making it harder and harder to think straight. Tears trickled down her cheeks, not from pain but from the overwhelming sense of release that washed over her.
"Yes... yes," she moaned between gasps for air, "like... this... more..."
Satisfied with Lonerover-now-she's position, Aurael moved around the bed until he was standing at her side, directly in front of her bound legs. He reached down and cupped one breast in his hand, rolling it gently between his fingers as he gazed at it intently.
"Now," he said, licking his lips, "let's see what else we can do with this..."
"Mmm..." I shyly move the breast away from him with my arms that still cover them both.
"Oh, come now," Aurael chided gently, brushing Lonerover-now-she's hands aside. "You know you want me to touch you." He leaned down and took her breast into his mouth, sucking hard on the nipple while rolling it between his teeth.
"Mmm..." he murmured around her flesh. "So delicious... so perfect..."