Dear Diary
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+A through F › Disgaea
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,920
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Disgaea, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dear Diary
Etna x Laharl
Dear Diary
Love was painful. After watching him work so hard at finding the love freak she believed it to be a lost cause. On top of that all the other demon lords were much more developed then her and most were female. Peering down at her own body she kicked the chair back in anger. Stretching her legs on top of her desk pointing her toes at the wall she continued the thought. Listening to the outside for any sign of activity only greeted her with silence.
Pulling up the leather mini skirt she jammed a finger in her folds. Her legs were long yet not overly thin. Rising and falling softly in every pant she began to trace the outside edge of her dampening labia as her second hand made its way to tweak the hardened nubs. Pulling the leather top she hissed as the cool air hit her nerves.
“ Oooh Laharl”,she moaned as her walls tightly gripped her invading digit.
The thought made her flash cold as she wanted to feel his hand, she wanted to feel his body invade hers in multiple ways. Filling the emptiness. Slick with her arousal she didn't think to smell the salty fire from the opening. Dropping her eyes closed her ministrations began to pick up speed. Her finger was drenched in juices as her thick flavor rested on the air while her dreams flashed back and forth on her eyes.
Envisioning him on top for a moment she made a note to write these dreams for the smut lovers on the internet. In the farthest corner through the cracked door Laharl watched his vassal moan his name while pleasuring herself stretched over the desk and diary. Tugging the chair over she felt herself suddenly stop by a pair of wine colored eyes.
“ Laharl!, What are yoooo........”
Leaning down over the chair he lapped at her core as a furiously hard boner was rubbing her chest through his shorts. Closing her eyes she felt the soft motions driving her on even more. Reaching for the button holding his shorts everything went white as he had just suckled on a sensitive clit. Only a mewling sound came from the back of her throat as she experienced his mouth ravish her. Whimpering for more he slowly inserted two of his fingers in to the first joint. Moving them against each other gripped by her channel he pushed up to the knuckle. The combination of three different sensations drained her focus. Until the all stopped to let him tell her how he felt the same way.
The words tightened the coil a couple turns as the actions sent it a couple turns tighter. In the haze of pleasure she noted that this was going to be a large one. Feeling her coils tense even further she gasped at the feeling of a tongue sandwiched in her. Thinking how close she was she hoped he would finish as she was hungry for her break. Laharl was enjoying the feeling of soft strength as one hand pinched and rolled her bundle of nerves while his tongue flicked at her private core. Coils began their last few turns as the energy was thrumming in her abdomen. As it broke she whimpered as her syrup flooded out her sex gushing on to his face and down her body. Falling back softly in to the chair now on the floor with a light shade of pink on her cheeks she felt like she was watching a movie.
Drunk in the afterglow she crawled to him before grabbing at the tent in his shorts. Pulling quickly he was bare beneath her hand pumping easily before opening her mouth. Bobbing his tool pulled a hard gasp over him one that could be retaken as the flesh grazed over one of the small fangs in her mouth. As her throat captured him he shuddered babbling how close he was before she drank from him. Etna learned from her porn and hearing that most of the castle wing could guess what happened as his scream was heard through most of it. Finished with the first round her smile told how this would not stop between them and connected at the hip their battle for dominance began.
It had ended in his bedroom half a dozen hours after they began her spooning him as they day was lost to their activities, dull pain being beaten by washes of pleasure.
“ Why me Laharl?, I thought you liked Flonne.”
“ Flonne was such a love freak, but some may have rubbed off on me. She helped me to you and for all that she has done she is still my friend”
Grasping everything to this point she bit his nape marking him as hers.
She could get used to this.
Dear Diary
Love was painful. After watching him work so hard at finding the love freak she believed it to be a lost cause. On top of that all the other demon lords were much more developed then her and most were female. Peering down at her own body she kicked the chair back in anger. Stretching her legs on top of her desk pointing her toes at the wall she continued the thought. Listening to the outside for any sign of activity only greeted her with silence.
Pulling up the leather mini skirt she jammed a finger in her folds. Her legs were long yet not overly thin. Rising and falling softly in every pant she began to trace the outside edge of her dampening labia as her second hand made its way to tweak the hardened nubs. Pulling the leather top she hissed as the cool air hit her nerves.
“ Oooh Laharl”,she moaned as her walls tightly gripped her invading digit.
The thought made her flash cold as she wanted to feel his hand, she wanted to feel his body invade hers in multiple ways. Filling the emptiness. Slick with her arousal she didn't think to smell the salty fire from the opening. Dropping her eyes closed her ministrations began to pick up speed. Her finger was drenched in juices as her thick flavor rested on the air while her dreams flashed back and forth on her eyes.
Envisioning him on top for a moment she made a note to write these dreams for the smut lovers on the internet. In the farthest corner through the cracked door Laharl watched his vassal moan his name while pleasuring herself stretched over the desk and diary. Tugging the chair over she felt herself suddenly stop by a pair of wine colored eyes.
“ Laharl!, What are yoooo........”
Leaning down over the chair he lapped at her core as a furiously hard boner was rubbing her chest through his shorts. Closing her eyes she felt the soft motions driving her on even more. Reaching for the button holding his shorts everything went white as he had just suckled on a sensitive clit. Only a mewling sound came from the back of her throat as she experienced his mouth ravish her. Whimpering for more he slowly inserted two of his fingers in to the first joint. Moving them against each other gripped by her channel he pushed up to the knuckle. The combination of three different sensations drained her focus. Until the all stopped to let him tell her how he felt the same way.
The words tightened the coil a couple turns as the actions sent it a couple turns tighter. In the haze of pleasure she noted that this was going to be a large one. Feeling her coils tense even further she gasped at the feeling of a tongue sandwiched in her. Thinking how close she was she hoped he would finish as she was hungry for her break. Laharl was enjoying the feeling of soft strength as one hand pinched and rolled her bundle of nerves while his tongue flicked at her private core. Coils began their last few turns as the energy was thrumming in her abdomen. As it broke she whimpered as her syrup flooded out her sex gushing on to his face and down her body. Falling back softly in to the chair now on the floor with a light shade of pink on her cheeks she felt like she was watching a movie.
Drunk in the afterglow she crawled to him before grabbing at the tent in his shorts. Pulling quickly he was bare beneath her hand pumping easily before opening her mouth. Bobbing his tool pulled a hard gasp over him one that could be retaken as the flesh grazed over one of the small fangs in her mouth. As her throat captured him he shuddered babbling how close he was before she drank from him. Etna learned from her porn and hearing that most of the castle wing could guess what happened as his scream was heard through most of it. Finished with the first round her smile told how this would not stop between them and connected at the hip their battle for dominance began.
It had ended in his bedroom half a dozen hours after they began her spooning him as they day was lost to their activities, dull pain being beaten by washes of pleasure.
“ Why me Laharl?, I thought you liked Flonne.”
“ Flonne was such a love freak, but some may have rubbed off on me. She helped me to you and for all that she has done she is still my friend”
Grasping everything to this point she bit his nape marking him as hers.
She could get used to this.