@strikers-saloon

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By now it has became a routine since she first discovered the portal leading to the pocket dimension of the literal Hell. Freefall for a few seconds for that sweet adrenaline before bright phoenix wings burst free from her back, making her arrival seem like a blazing comet. Cindy tried to keep it a secret, there was nothing sweeter than uncovering her potential only during a fight. So far, she was lucky to find remote areas to land but this...wasn't the usual city she would arrive to.

Slowing her fall with a few powerful sweeps of wings of fire, the entity looked around the vast desert, the molten suns flowing into volcanoes, spooked wild horses running away from her arrival. Yes. She definitely liked this scenery much better than the neon glow of the town. Her descent was slower than usual; surely a land so barren wouldn't have that many curious eyes.

Her feet touched orangish, fever hot sand, the cosmic power slowly receding back into her body, only a faint glow remained from the previous display. Breathtaking view even from here, Cindy didn't need sunglasses or any type of protection to gaze into the fiery pits. Tiny stones cracked under her heels; well she had no idea the portal will divert the course and drop her into a desert; but she definitely wasn't complaining.

Pain was something the entity was used to and this was more than bearable and beyond enjoyable.

No intrusive thoughts, memories of the past, only pleasure with a sharp edge until it stopped. His worried gaze and almost vow to immediately stop brought her rare smile: soft lips, sparkling eyes of innocence with her fiery hair framing her face.

Cindy wasn't about to let him think he had hurt her and feel guilty for continuing. Strong legs wrapped around his torso, iron thighs keeping him in place, fully hilted inside. A ripple of bared teeth as her wet heat tried to accommodate to the length and girth; soon she was smiling again, her fingertips gently brushing the hair out of his face.

“Erebus, love, look at me.” not even noticing the slip of the tongue “You are making me feel great. I trust you and promise I will let you know if it's too much. But it's not; I do have a moderate pain kink. Don't worry. I'm only easy to break emotionally.”

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

@phoenixborn​ said: For Erebus👀

” yeah. yeah, but it’s a good hurt, keep going. “

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What is your place in the royal court?

the king.

you hold yourself above the rest; a heavy crown on your head, you consider yourself a step above, the sole decision maker, the one in control. but, is your power only an illusion? take heed, your majesty, the crowds would cheer your beheading fervently as they cheer your speeches.

✞ 666 ✞

send in     “ the cost of victory. “     for the receiver to respond to seeing the sender collapse after being severely (or fatally) injured just after they win a momentous final battle against their enemy.

Anon hate ends up in me aggressively showing off my bdsm outfit (what I 💯 would wear for grocery shopping.) I got from @winters-club . 2023 is going great🤣