Sex Palace Room

As you enter into the room, the effects of the essentials oils being diffused produce a sensual, calming, and eroitc sensation as you look around the room noticing the erotic portraits and the overall sensual room that has become a sexual paradise

{He mentally notes the smell of the room. That… lulling, calming scent.} I… don’t think this is a Zen garden. {His foot rubs the floor.} It feels more like a prayer hall.

Oh great.

{Whips around.} …!

Its the hippo. {He locates and plops into a chair.} Look, I heard there was booze here. You know of any?

N-no… I don’t. {Oz’s primary hands are occupied with wringing themselves. He finds himself a spot to sit, and begins to attempt meditation.}

{Leans back in his chair.} Well shit… {A few seconds pass.} Hey, thanks for the ball.

{Ears wiggle.}

I dunno what you did with it, but it… it helped me out last night.

It is nothing. Just a magical application that— {He goes on to explain literally everything about the ball. When he made it, when he infused it…}

Wow, okay— {Chuckles.} Sounds like whatever it is you do is boring. {Waves hands peacefully.} No offense.

I am not offended.

{Shad starts to feel a bit… buzzed. For a moment, he thinks it’s the Giff. Using magic, or something.] You doing magic shit right now?

{Frowns.} No, I am not.

Huh… sorry— I just started feeling weird. {He gestures vaguely.} Like I’m getting drunk, or something.

… I feel it, too. {Oz “looks” in Shadzaar’s general direction.} Perhaps it is the incense and oils?

Which are really strong, by the way.

{A confused look crosses his face.} No, these— sniff —are lower in sandalwood. And the oils are sweeter.

How the Hells do you know that? {He cocks his head to the side. He surprised at himself; relaxing so easily with the Hippo.}

{Deciding to just show him, Oz gets up. He walks about the room. Finding we he hopes is an unlit stick of incense, he returns and sits by Shadzaar. Rather close, actually; his shoulder resting against the Dragonborn’s thigh.}

{Is listening closely. Eyes trained on the Giff’s meaty hands.}

{He rubs firmly the outer part of the stick. The flammable part falling into his lower hands. He uses his True Sight— seeing to point at the small pile of dust.} Do you see how clumpy this is?

Yeah.

It's lit and the prosimity now being that close hits you like a tidal wave, Shaadzar too. You just went from a couple minues to instant effect

{Oz suddenly forgets what he is talking about.}

{Looking at the Giff’s face.} Hey…

{He looks into Shad’a eyes.}

{Without another word, he lunges for Oz. And before you know it— lips are dancing, hands are raoming…}

{In his mind, he has no problem with this. This is… it’s very nice. The sensations are overwhelming. His hands squeeze a bit too hard.}

Ah… {He rests his hands on Oz’z own.} Easy there.]

{Flustered and very embarrassed.} I-I… {He takes a deep breath.} I’m sorry, I was overwhelmed.

{Shad makes an ‘O’ with his mouth. Then, a smile— gentle as the Giff witnessing it — pulls his lips.} S’okay. Here try this. {He takes Oz’z hands, and shives them under his shirt.}

{His hands rub the belly of the Dragon, feeling his smooth scales and muscular structure.} It’s so smooth… {He’s interrupted as Shad pulls him in for another kiss. And it doesn’t stop there. Clothes begin to find themselves on the floor— away from the bodies they are meant to cover. Now, members stand in attention. The two of them explore. And as Oz’s sight fades as his spell ends, he begins to lay more attention to Shadzaar’s body. All the small scales, scars and smooth surfaces.}

Mmmm… {A quiet growl emanates from within Shad’s throat. He takes a few squeezes of the Giff’s meaty chest, biceps and even his fuzzy nose} Heh, you’re so *hunky*.

{Blushing deeply. Very deeply.} Th-that’s… I… thank y— {A scaled hand suddenly grips his member. In response, the grey appendage throbs. The sweetest, and softest of sounds escapes the Hippo.} Eep-

{That sound— it spurs the scaled one on. So he repositions the two of them; now gripping both of their lengths together. Then, he teases them with slow, steady pumps.} You enjoying that?

*Huhn*… {He can only nod. The sensation, so foreign yet so powerful, has rendered him… a puddle.}

{After he feels the Giff is stimulated enough, he lowers himself. He eyes the organ before him. It’s… very girthy, and decorated with thick veins. Most pleasurable…} You ever gotten face before?

{Innocent confusion furrows the Giff’s quivering brows.} N-no…

{He smirks, showing a fang.} You’re about to; hold onto something. {Carefully, Shad takes the appendage into his mouth. Oz sucks in a sharp breath, and grips the scaled shoulders of Shad. As well as the pillow next to him.}

{This is a whole new world for the Monk. He’s never experienced anything like this. Ever. He tries to form thoughts— to contemplate why he’s accepting this so eagerly. But, when Shad’s tongue does—} Uhn! {Yes, that. It’s exceedingly difficult to do such.]

{Having gotten a good sense of Oz’z sweet spots, he pulls off of the Giff’s goodness with a *pop*. A string of likely saliva connects them briefly after.} How you hanging in, there?

{Aside from breathing rapidly, he is indeed fine. He’s a quivering mess, though.} Da… Da, I am fine. {He breathes deep, let toot out slowly.} I’ve never… this is all so new.

{Both of his brows raise.} Really? I’m your first?

{Nods, shyly.}

Heh… well, I got another thing for you to try. {Before the Monk can protest, Shad has already moved closer. With some spit, and tedious patience, the Giff’s member slides within the Dragonborn.}

{A gasp comes from the gentle giant. This new space is… he doesn’t have the words. It’s tight, and he shares it with another dong.} What… *shivers*… what did you do?

{Instead of answering, he guides Oz to feel. The Dragonborn’s dick rests against the fuzzy thigh of his partner. And, somehow, the Giff’s meaty, girth is snug. It’s inside of Shad’s slit; trick he picked up.} You get it?

How did you… manage? {He is in awe. Not just from the wet warmth, but by the idea in general.}

It’s actually pretty easy. But— {He starts to move without warning. Prompting the most adorable, lustful moan out of Oswald.} Not telling ‘til we’re done.

{He makes to speak, but the motions of Shad’s hips seem to put him under a spell. A rhythm is found, and eventually the Giff decides he wants control. Therefore, he grips his partner’s hips, and wrists.} I… want to do it.

Go ahead, boss. {He’d contest to the idea, but he finds himself nearing his edge already. The thick, pulsing dick fits so well… he’ll never admit it, but he genuinely wants Oz to pound the daylights out of him.}

{First, he gives a test thrust.} *Hhn*… it’s so nice. {Without thinking, he rolls into a feel-good pattern; thrust, thrust, grind, then repeat. Being above him, Shad is biting his lip in an attempt to keep form making noise. His hands, however, think that the perky nipples upon Oz’s broad chest deserve attention.}

{He cups the firm pecs, and rubs his thumbs on the perky pebbles. Oz reacts well, and is soon groaning.} Gods… this man is so… mmm… {He starts moving with the Monk. Maximising their potential for pleasure. He contemplates biting him, but as Shad isn’t sure how he’ll react…}

{He thinks of Shad; holding his appearance in his minds eye. The horns, his eyes, the shape of his body…} Beautiful… {He didn’t mean to say it out loud.}

Huh? {He manages to claw his way out of his lustful stupor.} Did you say something?

{He’s too deep into it. The only response Shad is getting are the gentle gropes and rubs from Oz’s extra hands. The main two are holding the Rogue’s hips; to prevent them pulling away.} Argh… huuhn… Uhn…

{The Dragon’s body is shuddering. The Giff picked up the force and and pace of his movements.} *Hnn*… Hey, could you sl— Uhn — down a bit?

{He doesn’t. And he also decides that their chests need to be touching— he wants them to be. So, he yanks Shad forward; fully sending their bodies closer. The change in angles has made everything feel different. Everything. The way every is rubbing on the inside… that tension that’s been building….}

{Damn near a whining, moaning mess, Shad is being retrained against the hippo. But… he doesn’t mind. In fact, he wants more.} Harder, man… *Uhhhhn*.

{Whether by chance, or if he is obliging, Oz does start putting even more strength into it. His hands had roamed again, and found the twitching, leaking appendage belonging to Shadzaar. It takes it into them, and begins messaging it. Oh, the perks of four arms.}

I’m getting there… {He moans into the crook of the Giff’s neck.} Just… keep— keep doin’ that.

{The ever strong Oz isn’t far behind him. Ever so slightly his rhythm is growing unstable. Everything is so sensitive, and all he wants is more of Shad. If his toes could curl, they would.}

{As the pressure of the approaching edge continues, he pushes his face more firmly into Oz. He can feel the blood beneath the skin, and all the pleasure is getting to his head.}

{Deeper into the sea of Lust, hoes the Giff.}

{Nearly panting from the waves of passion, and the gentle yet firm hands of Oz… it’s all too much. He’s just about to reach the end.} Oz… Oz, I’m gonna… {He doesn’t finish. Instead, his body trembles. And just as a lustful scream is about to crawl out of his throat— he bites into the Monk’s neck.} Hrrrghh!! { He releases; painting the taught chest with ropes of white.}

{The sudden pinch of pain startles Oz, but it also triggers his orgasm. Every muscle in his body clench up, and he gives a final, hard thrust. With loud, beastie grunts he gushes into Shadzaar. He rides this for nearly half a minute, before it finally stops. He all but gasps for breath as his muscles lessen their tension.}

{Now, done with the violent waves of crippling pleasure, he remembers to stop biting. He draws back; fangs coming free.} Shit… I’m sorry— I didn’t mean to bite you, I—

{He doesn’t get to finish that apology; he was pulled in for a long, passionate kiss. And when it ends, they lay there for awhile. Panting, sweaty and covered in fluids. Oz softens up, and pops out of Shad with a squelch. He rolls them over, but doesn’t let go of the Dragon.}

…You gonna let me go?

{His snout snuggles against Shad’s. His grip adjusts, but he still cuddles him.} No. Ten more minutes…

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{Now that he’s come to his senses, he turns beat red.} …We copulated.

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Sure did, big guy. {He licks some semen off of Oz’z nose.} Sure did.

{Flustered beyond measure.}…………….Y-yes.