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The powerful always have a throne. For Ridley, it was bones fashioned from the corpses of xenomorphs, positioned at the helm of the Dreadnought. For Lilith, it was her extraterrestrial lover's lap, which she curled up on like a cat greedy for attention.
"Did you see the way I ravaged her? Unff, I can't wait to do it again, over and over and over~" the sadist purred.
Ridley strongly objected to sharing his seat of authority, but he supposed wherever he perched, his clingy subordinate would follow. At least in other respects, he had control over Lilith and could direct her appetite for havoc towards mutually beneficial endeavors. The rewards he reaped from the woman's outstanding performance made up for the vulgar fondling, so for now the space dragon tolerated it. "Your hunting methods are efficient. You've also demoralized your prey. When her spirit breaks entirely, Chara Dreemurr will make an excellent addition to WYVERN."
"Fuhuhuh… Don't worry, we'll spend plenty of time getting all nice and familiar with each other. I'm bound to rub off on her in all the right ways," Lilith sang.
Ridley gave a stern snort. "Don't let this obsession consume you." Speaking from experience.
"You're the only one I'd let consume me, sir~" She hopped on the tyrant's thigh to stare directly into one of his eyes, her lips salivating. "Although, I'd rather swallow you~"
Ridley responded to the teasing with an annoyed growl, then tail-whipped Lilith back down.
"Aiiye!~ That sure hit the spot," the perverted lady cooed. She seemed relatively normal sized compared to the pirate king. Come to think of it, she hadn't appreciated how spacious the starship was. As she examined the interior, her mind instantly drew parallels between the purple metal plating and Ridley's rock hard scales. "Yknow, this is a real kickass ride to dominate the galaxy in. Though I think it's missing a few… personal touches."
Ridley processed the suggestion. "Modify the Dreadnought as you see fit, but it's coming out of your own pocket."
"Ehh, that sounds like a lot of work. How about I just give ya all this coin I have lying around and you can figure out how to spend it?" It's not like Lilith needed to pay her way to her dragon's heart. She and Ridley were already official, besides the mating stuff. I'll come- I mean- That'll come later. I know he can't resist my devotion.
Allocation of funds — Ridley's specialty. He grunted in acknowledgement.
"Alright, I wanna see what this feels like first." After unloading her small fortune onto the floor, Lilith sprang from the throne and dived into the ample pile of coins.
CRRSHING
Unsurprisingly, the shiny discs provided no comfort to her landing. "Eagh… I don't know what I was expecting. Don't you have a treasure stash or somethin' ya lay on?"
Ridley stifled a cackle. "Do you take me for a baser dragon? Hoards are for admiring."
"Hmhm… I'll just stick to you then, master." Lilith returned to adoring her most prized possession.
How unappealing to have his sudden surplus of riches strewn about haphazardly, thought Ridley. First order of business: securing the vaults.
"Did you see the way I ravaged her? Unff, I can't wait to do it again, over and over and over~" the sadist purred.
Ridley strongly objected to sharing his seat of authority, but he supposed wherever he perched, his clingy subordinate would follow. At least in other respects, he had control over Lilith and could direct her appetite for havoc towards mutually beneficial endeavors. The rewards he reaped from the woman's outstanding performance made up for the vulgar fondling, so for now the space dragon tolerated it. "Your hunting methods are efficient. You've also demoralized your prey. When her spirit breaks entirely, Chara Dreemurr will make an excellent addition to WYVERN."
"Fuhuhuh… Don't worry, we'll spend plenty of time getting all nice and familiar with each other. I'm bound to rub off on her in all the right ways," Lilith sang.
Ridley gave a stern snort. "Don't let this obsession consume you." Speaking from experience.
"You're the only one I'd let consume me, sir~" She hopped on the tyrant's thigh to stare directly into one of his eyes, her lips salivating. "Although, I'd rather swallow you~"
Ridley responded to the teasing with an annoyed growl, then tail-whipped Lilith back down.
"Aiiye!~ That sure hit the spot," the perverted lady cooed. She seemed relatively normal sized compared to the pirate king. Come to think of it, she hadn't appreciated how spacious the starship was. As she examined the interior, her mind instantly drew parallels between the purple metal plating and Ridley's rock hard scales. "Yknow, this is a real kickass ride to dominate the galaxy in. Though I think it's missing a few… personal touches."
Ridley processed the suggestion. "Modify the Dreadnought as you see fit, but it's coming out of your own pocket."
"Ehh, that sounds like a lot of work. How about I just give ya all this coin I have lying around and you can figure out how to spend it?" It's not like Lilith needed to pay her way to her dragon's heart. She and Ridley were already official, besides the mating stuff. I'll come- I mean- That'll come later. I know he can't resist my devotion.
Allocation of funds — Ridley's specialty. He grunted in acknowledgement.
"Alright, I wanna see what this feels like first." After unloading her small fortune onto the floor, Lilith sprang from the throne and dived into the ample pile of coins.
CRRSHING
Unsurprisingly, the shiny discs provided no comfort to her landing. "Eagh… I don't know what I was expecting. Don't you have a treasure stash or somethin' ya lay on?"
Ridley stifled a cackle. "Do you take me for a baser dragon? Hoards are for admiring."
"Hmhm… I'll just stick to you then, master." Lilith returned to adoring her most prized possession.
How unappealing to have his sudden surplus of riches strewn about haphazardly, thought Ridley. First order of business: securing the vaults.
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