1 comments/ 14588 views/ 4 favorites The Powers of Rayne Ch. 01 By: Darlantan My name is Rayne. My mother named me for the first thing in our world to touch my skin. As I grew, I realized that this was the custom amongst my people. I am of the Nightstorm Clan of the Griffonytes. I, like my father before me, will become a Knight of Tecannis; warriors dedicated to protecting the Sorcerer's Guild. After my coronation, I will be appointed a mage to be guardian to, until I am freed or until I die. This is the way of it. This is the way of our people. The night of my birth, my mother flew to the top of the Earth Cradle, the sacred birthing ground for our Clan for the past six thousand years. In the heart of the storm of magic that washed over us, I was born. Normally, Griffonytes like myself will grow broad and strong, to learn the ways of the dance, of battle. We will grow tall and proud, and carry the title of warrior with honour. I am not like the rest of my people. My power does not end at my muscles, nor my sight. I can fly for days at a time, where others must stop to rest. I glory in the sensations of natural magic that I can feel flowing around me as I soar through the air. I embrace the natural energies surrounding us; the power of the earth herself. These powers are not meant for a warrior. The wizards, should they ever learn, will take my power from me. The wizards are terrified of the natural powers, the magic of earth that bore their servants, the Griffonytes, the Draconians, and the Unicretians. Draconians like Alyssa, Queen of the Thieves Guild, and my mentor during my younger years, when escaping the Great School meant a day of freedom on the streets, thieving and learning the tradecraft of the infamous guild. Unicretians like Kunai, the beautiful and cold Mistress of Shadows, teacher of the killing blows, and knife fighting. We are the Magai, creatures of magic moulded into man's shape, without his emotional control. Without his will power. Natural energies flow through me like a tidal wave, tearing apart my senses with the base, primal need for release. At times, I can barely stand to be in the same room as any other female, and my killer instincts are far more powerful than most of my brethren. As such, I lead a loner's life. I tried to keep away from my kin, until this aloofness brought down a simple meeting, which in turn destroyed my life. *** Kunai shut the door behind me, and pointed to the small chair in front of her desk. Her robe barely concealed the silken white fur that covered her entire body, and it clung to her shapely form as if daring me to look at her. The lion part of my soul roared at the female's challenge to my innate superiority, and the proud eagle chorused. I clamped down my beak, knowing full well that my feathers were rising in anger as my lions mane ruffled in sync. Kunai's luminescent black eyes observed me coldly as I struggled with the power edging at my fingertips. I was in her school to learn to become a warrior. Every fibre of her supernatural being thrummed with the power churning inside me, but she barely blinked. She cleared her throat, and tossed her own pitiful mane. The silken tresses flowed down her back and cascaded down her shoulders. My eyes hungrily roamed her body, as her anger flared at my lustful gaze. "Rayne, I don't begin to understand every young, foolish creature that walks through my doors. But you truly baffle me, and I don't like it. Your teachers tell me you excel at almost everything you touch. Your hand to hand unarmed, knife skills, and bow skills are unmatched. You're the top of your class in the Griffonium Skills, Warfare, and Practical Guardsmanship." "Yet your classmates barely speak to you, most of the females in this school tell me that you constantly give off a sense of impending danger, and you've fought with virtually all your male classmates. That's eleven hundred fights, in two years. Imprisonment fails, as you merely fight your way out. You're headed for Battle Magery, for certain." My breathing began to quicken as I scented her skin, the soft, earthy scent filled my senses, and my tongue darted out to taste it. Kunai started, and stared. I clamped my mouth shut, and she blinked and shook her head. "Regardless, you must understand that there are more skills to learn than simply taught classes. You must develop your social skills here, in your formative years of life." She stood up, and turned away, to look out the window. "I realize it must be hard for you. In some way, outside of my knowledge, you have obviously become far more attuned to your bestial side than to your magic birthed humanity. I know that this must be hard for you..." She trailed off as she heard the click of the door to her office, as I locked it. Her eyes were confused, but I didn't care. I strode purposefully towards her, and she began to back up towards the window. "What are you...?" She never finished as my hands slipped inside her robe to grasp at her ribs. She pushed against my shoulders, but my lust was insatiable. "Rayne, stop, you're not thinking clearly, something's wrong..." I bent down and ripped her robe open, my eyes fixed on her taut nipples. She exuded heat like a bonfire. My eyes flicked up to hers. She shook her head. "It's just a phase, I..." My beak snapped down and caught one of her teats in between my sharp teeth. She gave a squeal of pleasure, then shook her head. "No, no, we can't." My tongue slithered down and caressed her nipple while I still squeezed it between the points of my beak. She sagged beneath me and began to quiver. My cock parted our robes unassisted, and nudged her stomach. Kunai's eyes widened as she looked down, and her hands dropped to my length in wonder. Her breath hissed out between her teeth as I continued to feast on her nipple, and my claws raked her robe down to her feet. Her three fingered hands snaked around to push my head down further, and I shifted my attention to her hip bones. Her Unicretian hips gyrated towards my beak as I nibbled at the sensitive skin. I felt a sudden tightness, and her hands were stroking my cock. My features turned hungry, and I growled low in my throat as she pushed me back to sit on her desk. She slid one hand down to spread herself wide, and the other braced herself on my shoulder as she slid her body up onto mine. I lifted and spread her ass cheeks, and with a sudden sigh, she slid onto my length. She forced herself back up, and her mouth opened in a soundless moan as she tried to put me fully inside her. After a moment, she stopped, and gave a sharp cry as I gave my hips a slight thrust. She bounced up to avoid my thrust, and I gave an eagle's shriek of frustration. I picked her up bodily, and she hissed in pain as I swelled inside her. She didn't move as I laid her across her desk, her hole impaled on my thick cock. She reached up to run her fingers through her mane as I began to slide in and out of her. I gave a lion's bark as she whinnied in pleasure, then a very undignified squeak as I pulled out of her. She laid still for an instant while I ran my hand over my length, and spat on my paw. Her eyes widened in comprehension a split second before I drove my cock up inside her asshole. She gasped and shook her head, but I didn't care. I was driving into her with great thrusts, making the whole desk move. She bit her lip and her hands shifted to the desk as I slammed into her with bruising force. She began to shake her head. "No, no, stop, it hurts." I growled and sped up my rhythm. Kunai's whinnying became frantic as I raped her, and she shut her eyes tightly and crossed her arms over her breasts. The problem with being Unicretian, of course, she had six breasts, all as small and perky as each other. I reached down and squeezed the nipples of her bottom two teats, and ran my thumbnail just over the tips of her supersensitized nipples. She screamed out my name and I planted my claws into her desk as I grunted in time to my thrusts. Kunai sobbed when I pulled out of her rear and plunged back into her hole. Fear filled my nostrils and it's intoxicating scent drove me on further, as my cock began to throb, deep within her hole. I felt the tell tale signs of my orgasm race through me; the tingle at the base of my spine, the tightening of my heavy scrotum. My pink cock was slamming in and out of Kunai's pussy, streaming out the juices that began to gather there as my cock slid into her again and again. I pulled out as my scalding cum began to explode out of my cock, and leapt onto the desk, forcing the head of my cock into Kunai's sobbing mouth. She choked as the tastes of her ass and her juices mingled with the metallic taste of my own juice. Her eyes glared at me in hatred, but my massive claws held her head as I fucked her mouth. She gagged as my scalding hot semen hit the back of her throat, and tears formed in her equine black eyes as my thickness choked her airway. Her nostrils morphed larger, becoming more horse-like as she struggled for breath and lost even the basic concentration needed to maintain her silly human features. My cock slowly withdrew into my sheath as I calmed, and I got off the desk. Kunai grabbed at her discarded robe and held it to her chest in a frail attempt at modest. "You raped me." Her words didn't even cut me. I shrugged as I slipped my robe back on. "You were in heat, and you know me. You wanted it." She flinched at the amusement in my voice. I was an animal, and made no apologies for it. She sobbed as she sank to the floor of her own office, her delusions of power swept away in a moment of heat. Her eyes turned to mine in hatred as my hand reached for the door. "You'll never be a Knight. I'll have you thrown out for this; the first in history. But you'll be nothing." I paused for a moment, and turned back to her. She was a pathetic shade of the pristine ice mage that had been as cold in demeanour as in power, but she knew me. I stared at her for a moment, before nodding. "I'm not a Knight, Kunai. I'm not much of anything, anymore. I know what I am. I'm a conduit for the powers of the elements, and of mother earth. A renegade, maybe, if I survive. The great forests to the east might hide me. For what it's worth, I never wanted to be a Knight. I just wanted to be free." Her hatred sickened me, but I knew I deserved it. There was a liberating freedom in acknowledging your own destiny. I was a half human, half griffon with immense power linked to natural sorcery. My tale was far from finished. I shut the door behind me and threw away the farce of a students robe. My natural nakedness was a proud statement in itself. My legs were the powerful pouncing legs of a great hunting cat. As the magic swirled within me, they were already changing from the tawny gold of a showy cat to the mottled black of a hunting panther. The white feathers coating my head and my glorious wings were slowly bursting into mottled browns and blacks. A hunting hawk's keen eyes surveyed my surroundings. My mother dead, my father naught but a slight memory, and my life in tatters, the forest beckoned me from afar. I could hear it's call, and I took to the air through the centuries old skylight. A spear buzzed under my wing in spiteful anger as the shot fell short, and I spread my wings, welcoming the long denied explosion of magic from my body. A shockwave of raw, magical energy flew out over the school, and the guards watching me warily. The darkness claimed me, and I began to rain down lighting and fire on the pitiful fools beneath me. They tried to take to the air to dance with me, but the winds howled to my screeched call, buffeting them down. I felt the deaths of three as the plummeted back to the battlements, wings torn and broken in the howling rage of my storm. I looked to the east, and the green of the Dark Forest. Beneath me, the city that had been my home sprawled beneath me. There were shouts from the streets as my wings spread once more, and I flew through the air towards the Thieves Guild. One more stop to make, and I would be in the Dark Forest. Alyssa was peering out her window like a foolish girl when I dove through, lifting her up and slamming her against the wall. Her black scales clicked as she braced herself for another blow, but I stood in front of her, feeling the energies flow around me as I stared at her. All her teasing at my awkward advances as a child came to me like a vision of challenge. She was sin and lust and temptation incarnate, from her entrancing eyes to her sinuous tail. Her lips were parted as she licked the air nervously. My beak snapped at the air in front of me as she gripped the handle of the whip at her side. I held out a hand, and she was lifted off the ground in a haze of pink. Her eyes widened, but her body didn't answer her calls. I strode around her, my claws clicking on the marble floors as I paced around her. My cock eased out of its sheath between my thighs as I looked her slinky form up and down. Her enticing look gave her the upper hand in her dealings with foolish men, and adolescents, but I was no longer either. My eyes locked with hers, and the pink haze surrounding her bled into green as my thoughts overrode hers. She shut her eyes and shook her head forcibly, then opened them with a small squeak as I crooked a finger, causing the field surrounding her to penetrate her momentarily. She gagged and her hands pressed to the side of her head as I imposed my will on her. I felt her walls collapse as I stimulated her; she couldn't stand the pressure of my mind and my will at once, not with my magic flooding her senses with pleasure. At once, the field holding her vanished, and she fell to the floor. She had barely gotten to her knees when she crawled to me, kissing and suckling at the head of my cock. She was stroking it, worshiping it as I had worshipped her. She looked up at me as she slid one hand up and down my shaft, and another towards my rear. I watcher her as she dropped the hand on my shaft to undo the laces of her bodice. When her hand drifted lower, I slapped her with an open palm, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. She wiped if from her mouth and sucked it off her finger, her eyes lighting up in pleasure. Coating her finger in her saliva, she slowly trailed it towards my ass, and I moved forwards. Her finger slipped inside me as I fucked her mouth. Her dragon tongue slipped around my shaft several times and squeezed as she fingered me. I moved my hips as she nudged my cock towards her mouth. She began to rub her thighs together, and I slapped her again. Her hand left my ass in an instant, and Alyssa held the side of her face in shock, even as my imposed will drove her to pleasure me further. My shaft swelled under her attentions, and I pushed her away. She stood, uncertain; the need for my cock obviously paining her. I teased her fingertips with it, and she ran to the bed and lay face down on it. I walked up, and she reached behind her and spread her cheeks wide, opening both her holes to my meat. "Oh, please, Rayne, baby please, I need it, what you've done to me, I want it, I need...it hurts, why aren't you inside me?" I growled at her to be silent, and formed a fist with my massive paw. I pushed my fingers into her dry hole with difficulty, and her head arced to the side as she moaned in pain. My hand formed a fist and I pushed my whole hand inside her as she gave a shriek of pain, followed by a sob. "Oh, fuck me baby, I need you so bad, stop teasing me, fuck me hard, gods, Rayne, I NEED YOU!" I twisted my hand inside her and pulled it out as she screamed in pain. I replaced it a moment later with all eleven inches of my three inch wide cock. My torturous mentor screamed again in pain as I drove myself into her again and again. My Draconian slut begged me to keep fucking her in between her screams of pain as I pushed my length into her. Her juices poured down her thighs and pooled at her knees. I smelt blood as my harsh treatment finally split her, and Alyssa screamed. Her reptilian body was heating up quickly, and my scalding hot cum was beginning to churn in my balls. She bit her lip, her sharp teeth drawing blood as my cock swelled inside her. I heard a pounding at the door, and a female voice called out the Guild mistress's name. Alyssa groaned as I pulled her head out of the pillow and pointed it to the door. Alyssa snarled. "Go away! It's..." She screamed in pain as I shoved up inside her, pushing down on her slim shoulders. The door gave a lurch as the guard thumped against it, then moved open, as it was apparently unlocked. The young woman who entered was a Felenial, her cat like eyes entrancingly wide as she took in the scene before her. She backed up to the door and slid the bolt in place as I continued to rape force my cock up into her boss. Alyssa moaned, her eyes closed. I pulled back on her short wiry hair and beckoned to the cat, who nodded numbly as my will began to seep into hers. She knelt behind me and began to suckle at my balls. Her tongue darted up to lick at my ass, and I began to grunt as my orgasm rose again. Alyssa whimpered and hissed as I pulled out of her, and quickly turned, eager for my cum. I slashed my claws across her face as I turned to the Felenial. Alyssa shrieked in rage as my cum raged out of my huge meat and over the porcelain features of the cat beneath me. Her hands reached up to milk my cock, and I leant back as her rough tongue slid around the base of my head, my steaming cum oozing out and into her mouth. Alyssa pushed herself off of the wall and wrenched the cat to her mouth, her tongue sucking up any of the cum the cat had missed, then pushed into the cats mouth. The two of them were heavily kissing each other when I strode to the window. I ceased my gaze with a thought, and the two thieves looked at each other in shock. They were both breathing heavily, and Alyssa turned to the window. My mocking laughter filled the room as I leapt from the window sill, towards the east, and the Dark Forest. To be Continued... The Powers of Rayne Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Darkness Gathers I soared into the Dark Forest on the wings of the storm of my own magic. My magic swirled around me, steadying me in the vast winds of the storm and telling me everything of the land I flew over. My skin, the colour of midnight, shone in the lightning flashes and I knew myself for the God I was. I was not only a creation of magic, I was magic itself. My sense informed me that below, out of sight from the air, a group of elves had gathered. I dove, striking through the canopy with a burst of raw magical energy. As soon as I spotted them, I knew them for the dark elves they were. Five of them, all fully armed and robed in what looked like acolyte wear for the priestesses of Drachmae, Spider Queen of the Dark Forest. My beak snapped in contempt as my eagle's wings landed me on my black lion's paws. The five elves looked at me for barely a second, and bowed their heads to the earth. A movement off to the side caught my eye, and I noticed a wood elf, her clothing torn and her skin burnt with desecrations, the foul runes of the Spider Queen. My magic swirled around me as I looked down on the five dark elves. "Rise, warriors of magic," I bade them. "Rise, and worship me." The priestess's looked at each other for a moment, then hands began to grip weapon hilts. "My lord, we are acolytes of the Spider Queen. It is she who demands our worship." I laughed at their foolishness. "The Spider Queen would already be on her knees in front of me, begging me to take her. I am magic made flesh, and a living God. Not some mere thought or legend. I am real. Touch me, elves. Know me for what I am." The wood elf stared in shocked fascination as the dark elves began to inch forwards. I delved into their minds, but their torture of the wood elf had already aroused them, and they needed no encouragement. My cock began to grow in front of me, and slid out of my sheath slowly to push towards the nearest. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened, but she was batted aside by another, her eyes focused on the bobbing head in front of her. Another crawled around and under my legs to suckle at my balls. The one that had been batted away rose and began to kiss my chest, her fingers running along my chest as I began to twist her nipples. As three of the dark elves worshipped my loins and ass, the other two fought for my attention with kisses and licks. I pushed them together, and they were only too happy to begin on each other. Soon, I felt the feelings of an orgasm, and pushed the elf away from my cock. She began to play with herself in anticipation, but I grabbed the one suckling at my ass and shifted her to the front. I pushed her face into the other one's crotch, and began to play with her opening. After she was settled into licking the other elf out, I pushed into her, to her dismay. She cried out and I thrust hard, to which she screamed. She turned around and slashed, her claws raking my belly. My magic was unleashed in my sudden fury, and her smoking corpse fell away from my still hard cock. I picked another and began again, as this one was shocked to the core by my power. She cried out as well, but didn't react as I began to rape her in earnest. Her hand drifted down to play with herself, and I beckoned to another of the elves to satisfy her. She began to moan as the other elf sat on her face, and yet another nestled between her split legs. My eyes focused on the wood elf cowering terrified by the sudden orgy that had sprung up around her. I began to lick my lips as she sobbed. Her fear made it's way over to my nostrils, and I inhaled it deeply. She rightfully feared my power, and this intoxicated me. I steadily raped the elf beneath me, even as she began to moan. I knew she was trying to get something from me, some of my power. This foolish dark elf believed that when I came, my powers would be weakened. My beak turned upwards at the edges as I grinned. She was nothing to me, and my powers would never be weakened. The dark elves were drunk with lust, for me and for my power, as they continued to pleasure me. My wings spread and I used them to further my thrusts. The elf I was raping was pushed face first into the one she was servicing, and soon, she was unconscious. My rape of her continued until I could feel the beginnings of my climax. I pulled out of the limp body and the dark elves gathered at my knees to be blessed. My fisted myself faster and faster, and teased their lips and cheeks with the bulbous head. They fought for the right to receive it first, and I came, blasting their faces with my cum. White, stringy ropes of it burst out from the head, and coated the panting elves' faces. I smirked at them and their eyes lit with fires of hatred. I stood as strong and as powerful as before. One of the elves ducked back and grabbed her sword, but my magic seized her and tore her to pieces. The other elves bowed down low, their faces still dripping with my seed. My cock slowly slid back into it's sheath, and I looked back at the wood elf. She was staring at me in terror. I strode towards her and picked her up in my arms. She whimpered in fear, but didn't fight me. I looked back at the dark elves kneeling in the earth. "I will return, and you will be ready. Gather forces for the destruction of the wizards to the west. Prepare for war." The elves bowed low and began to gather their things. I spread my wings and took to the air, with the wood elf still cradled in my arms. I chose a high, rocky outcrop overlooking the dark forest as my nest. I dumped the wood elf on the ground and turned to look out over the deceptive calm of the great forest. I felt the magic swirling around within me, begging for release. I looked down at the wood elf, who was staring at me, her eyes wise and glistening with tears. I looked away from their damning depths, and she spoke. "And lo, the beast will come and take her from the pain of killing shadows, only to be torn asunder by his raw power. And lo, will her heart be torn again, as his love becomes hers, and their love shall reign." I sniffed. "Silence, elf. None of your sight or magic helped you from the..." I paused as her words hit home. The beast will come and take her from the killing shadows. I snarled and she flinched. She was nothing to me, frail and weak. She might have been beautiful, once, but the ugliness of the dark elves and their rites had scarred her, and her blood caked her features. I looked away, pretending apathy. I heard the silken sound of her flesh as she stood and stepped beside me, her head bowed. "You are a God among them, even among your own kind. I couldn't stop you if you wanted to kill me, or consume me. So what will you do, my Lord?" There was a quiet dignity about her, an ethereal quality that was intangible. I crossed my arms, feeling the winds stir around us. I didn't answer, until I felt her fingertips touch the inky fur on my chest. I stepped back with an oath, staring at her in disbelief. She wore a small smile. "You can fight against the powers you wield, my lord. You aren't entirely changed, yet. You are only in the grip of the ecstasy the powers bring you. You're becoming their slave, not their will. You have tremendous power, and how you use it still resides within you." I shook my head, still in disbelief. Then I focused on her eyes once more. There was something strange about their focus, the way that they moved minutely, tracking something. I realized with a shock that she was blind, and I stood. She blinked, and stepped back, her foot slipping off of the cliff top. Her eyes widened in terrified comprehension as she realized where she was, and her hands reached out imploringly to me, even as she disappeared over the cliff face. I cursed and dove after her, my wings folding to me, sleekly enfolding my body so that the wind slipped around me, rather than against me. The elf was screaming in terror as she fell, and suddenly she was in my arms. My wings spread, and I felt the ache deep within my back as the air slammed up into them. I beat them strongly, though, and my magic aided me as I rose. When my feet touched the escarpment, I released her, but she clung to me, still terrified. The distant scent of morning rain reached my nostrils, and I arced my head back. She was staring at my chest, though no doubt she couldn't see the darkness before her. My mind wandered back to the forest when I had first seen her, and the terror at my actions. It was unknown, what was happening before her; that was why she was terrified. I studied the two runes the dark elves had burned into her cheeks, and they read as blind, and dark. The elves had killed her sight. I concentrated hard, and ran my fingertips along the runes, tracing them with one claw. The elf quivered at my touch, but didn't scream. Whether she felt what I was trying to do, or was still shocked at her fall and rescue, I'll never know. Ice trailed my claw, filling in the scars of the burning runes, and hardening to glistening diamonds. The runes glowed brightly, and tears began to seep from the elf's eyes. She gasped as they hardened, shifting through the silken softness of her unlined skin. Her hands spread wide and power cracked from her. She reached up to trace the new runes. "Power of Earth and...what is the other one?" I smiled, though she couldn't see. "Position, I guess it translates as, Awareness Position. So you'll always know where you are, and what's around you, even if you cannot see it." She reached up to touch my beak, and ran her hands down the back of my head, and trailed her fingertips along my spine. I suppressed a shiver, then snarled. She drew her hand back as though burned, and her smile was small and wondering. "Why did you do this, Rayne?" I stared at her for a moment. "How did you know my name?" She gave that small wondering smile again, and brought a hand up to her lips. "Because I've dreamt of you, and when you would come, ever since those elves first stole me away, twenty years ago. And because I feel you, here in front of me now...I can know your soul with a touch, just like what you gave me..." I scoffed, then stepped back a pace, uncertain. Of course she was probably telling the truth, but it was of course not the sort of thing one ever expects to hear. I gestured to the cliff face. "So you don't run off on me and fall down a cliff, that's all. Nothing benevolent." She nodded, a smug expression on her face. I felt my mane rise in anger, and her face fell. "Then be done with me and leave me." I raised a hand to her, and she lifted her chin, knowing the blow was coming, and accepting it. I stared at her, suddenly ashamed, as though just waking up. I looked in the distance, at the spiralling towers of the city I had spurned, and shook my head. "How did you do this?" The elf lowered her head. "I'm of the woods, even the woods around us. I have magic, of a kind. The magic of simple nature, nature of the world, and the nature of her creations." I growled low in my throat, as the eagle rescinded, and the panther that was the other part of me rose, my features melting into a parody of a panther's maw than the harsh beak of an eagle. I sniffed at her, and knelt in front of her, even as she followed suit. I stared at her, and traced a clawed hand down her jaw line, and under her chin. My breath caught in my throat, and a rueful smile twisted my lips. "It is a powerful magic you have, elf." She smiled and closed her eyes. "My name is Kyandriallana. And I'm not afraid. I know what you intend to do with me." I smiled back at her and let my hand drop. "I feel like I've woken up from a dream. I know what I intended to do to you...but..." Her head tilted to the side, and she reached forwards hesitantly, resting her fingertips lightly on my furred chest. My wings beat a restless counterpoint as my nervousness ran high for the first time since I stepped into the head mistress's office. My mind reached back, but I could hardly even remember her name. "Kunai..." Ky whispered, her wondrous smile curving her pale lips. "And your lust still races through you, Rayne. Merely...no...not lust...wonder...you feel wonder for me..." Her eyes opened as I leant back, suddenly afraid. She reached forwards, her eyes searching for mine, not knowing I was staring at her. "Shh, it's okay... it'll be okay...shhh..." I frowned as I felt the emotions raging through me. I was terrified of this young elf, but she was right, I wanted her too. But I didn't want to take her, like she was nothing more than a vessel for me to use. I wanted her to want me, I wanted her to be willing, not just compelled. I stared at her. "What happens now?" Ky shrugged. "You'll rape me, or kill me, or both. And you'll never remember me. Because that's what you're supposed to do. It's why you can't remember Kunai, or even the faces of the elves you took, barely an hour ago. Because it's who you are." I shook my head and growled. "It's not anymore. I don't want to forget you..." I broke off as she smiled prettily. "That's sweet. And I think you're still a kind person, buried under the power." She reached out to touch my face again, and smiled to herself as I nuzzled her hand. A single tear dropped onto the diamond rune on her cheek, the one I had created on the spot so she could have her awareness back, if not her sight. "I always dreamt you would come and kill me after using me, not that you'd be torn up about it. I've had twenty years to get used to it, Rayne. It's ok." I drew her to my arms, and felt her breath against my chin. "I don't want to be that way in your eyes." She kissed me then, her hands gently cradling my jaw, even as my hands ran softly down her body to her hips. I slowly drew the rags from her body, and cast them away. Her lips curved into a smile as I enfolded her in my arms. The lust still burned in me, but it was like a forgotten dream, almost something that was simply present, not driving. I felt myself grow hard, and Ky gasped when I rose between us. My cock slid from it's sheath, and her lithe body pressed against mine. I tried to roll over the top of her, but her hands steadied her on the ground, and she stayed atop me, even as she kiss me. She arched up, and then slid back down my body as I slid into her. I met resistance, and broke her. At her cry of pain, my shaft softened a bit. Ky took a deep breath, and bit her lip, and I turned away at the pain on her face. When I looked back, her eyes were desperately searching for my face, as though she wanted to see my expression. This was something far more than simple sex. I felt her move around me, and I grew hard again. Ky kissed me again, and I knew with absolute certainty that this was nothing short of ethereal, like Ky herself. She moved around me and squeezed, and I returned in kind, my lips lowering to suckle at her neck and shoulder. Ky moaned as my length began to thrust deeply inside of her. She held me to her body as we moved together, neither one moving more than the other, neither one in control, simply responding to what was happening. I watched her as she held her eyes closed, savouring the feelings. I tasted the woods and the wild rains on her silk, and closed my own eyes, wanting to feel what she felt. In the darkness, my senses reeled with pleasure as she slid up and down my shaft, our combined heat making us sweat. My cheek slid against hers, and I felt the diamond runes scrape across my chin as I lifted her face to mine. I kissed her deeply, and we stopped moving. I was lost in the kiss for what seemed like an eternity, the taste of her mouth like a freshwater spring to a drowning man. Ky twisted around me, and I let an explosive breath out. I crushed her to me and began to thrust up into her heat. Ky moaned loudly as we made love, and began to push down onto my length as she rode me. She leant back, so far back, offering her breasts to me. I captured them in my mouth, one after the other, and worshipped her for the creature of wonder she was. My breath was ragged in my throat as she vocalized her feelings in a primal moan. I held her to me tighter, and tighter, wanting so badly to become the peace and wisdom to her that she suddenly was to me. She convulsed suddenly, throwing her arms around me and squeezing me within her. She pulsed several times, and shook with the force raging through her. I stopped moving, content to hold her. She raised her head after a moment, and kissed me gently. There were tears in her eyes. I kissed them from her cheeks and stroked the back of her head softly. She buried her head in my shoulder and her arms slid around my neck. I nestled into the fragrance of her body, and her skin, and tried to shush her stifled sobs. "I don't want to die..." she murmured into my shoulder. I pushed her forwards, and smiled as I kissed her gently. "You won't. Not for a long, long time. I can't kill you, Ky." Her eyes widened. "But..." I shushed her again, and laid back, dragging her with me. As I moved inside of her, she gave a low moan, and I felt myself still rigid inside of her. I began to move my cock back and forth as Ky gasped in pleasure. As I moved inside of her, I felt her begin to respond. She leant back as my rhythm increased, and I felt her hand press against my thrusting loins. The pressure against my balls increased, and I began to lose control, thrusting up inside of her with gusto, the lust finally taking me. I grabbed hold of her hips as I came, blasting my heat up inside of her with jerks and pulses of my cock. Ky gasped as she bounced, and bit her lip as she gripped her breasts as she climaxed again. I collapsed back to the earth below us, and Ky slid to my side. My cock slid out of her, landing on my stomach with a wet thud. She reached down and ran her hands up and down my length, moist with her own juice. As her light fingers stroked and curled around it, my cock pulsed a few more times, and a droplet of my side appeared at the head of my cock. Ky squeezed, and it dribbled down onto my chest as I moaned. "I'll not have you die, Ky." I said, my breath ragged in my throat. She stared at me and nestled into the crook of my neck. "Then let's leave here. Let's just go, Rayne." I nodded, and looked at the setting sun. Two days ago, I was a slightly above average student with problems in concentration. Today, I was a God of Magic, a personage of pure, raw magic and natural lust. I looked down at Ky, in my arms, then at the sun as it disappeared over the horizon, and my skin was darkness like the shadows around us. Maybe tomorrow I would be something else. Maybe tomorrow, I would be some kind of balance between the two.