[23:50] <Derrikar> *Ulf looks puzzled at Miraleth. "What you on about now?"
[23:51] * Ivy turns to looks at Derrikar. "...I'm just as needy as you." She gropes him through his pants. "And unless you're having second thoughts, I think you want this."
[23:53] * Miraleth looks to Ulf, "Just... that elf woman. Do you have any honey and oil?
[23:53] <Miraleth> "
[23:53] * Derrikar grabs Ivy by her hair, seeming to have to restrain himself from simply snapping, calmly he turns her around, and bends her over the table. His tumbs hook into her pants, and he begins to pull them down, letting them hit the floor. His big thumbs rub her lowerback as he holds onto her hips.
[23:54] <Miraleth> "The.. kind of oil made from farm vegetables? It's... a long story."
[23:55] * Ivy is surprised at his sudden roughness, and she tries to slip out of his grip. "I said gentle, Derrikar!" She sounds slightly panicked, turning to look at him. She's got slight tears in her eyes. "Please?"
[23:55] <Derrikar> *Ulf stares at Miraleth a moment. "No honey right now, but yeah I 'ave oil. Take a bottle from the back if it's helping you get me what I want from down there."
[23:56] * Miraleth nods, "What about cream."
[23:56] <Miraleth> (?*)
[23:58] * Derrikar sighs at this, he takes a deep breath then gently scoops Ivy up, laying her back onto the table facing up. Slowly he begins to take off his armour and other gear tossing it to the floor, exposing more of his flushed red flesh. He bit his lower lip attempting to remain calm as the woman asked. "Gentle."
[23:58] <Miraleth> "...Or perhaps a lemon?"
[23:58] <Derrikar> *Ulf looks very confused now. "...yeah I got some of that, the fuck are you doin down there 'avin a party with the ghosts?"
[23:59] <Miraleth> "No. Its... a long story."
[23:59] <Derrikar> *Ulf scratches the side of his head. "Just take what ya need from the pantry, but don't get too greedy."
[00:00] <Miraleth> "Thank you, Ulf." She heads back to the pantry, grabbing the ingredients and then back into the basements with a hand ful of rags
[00:00] * Ivy nods at Derrikar, sitting up as she slowly curls a finger at him. "That's right. Gentle. Slow...Don't rush. You're getting what you want. Let's both enjoy it." She says the words slowly at him, like he might be nothing more than a savage...though at this point...
[00:01] <Derrikar> "Yeah.. yeah.."
[00:02] * Derrikar leans over Ivy, leaning down to kiss her, one of his big hands finding one of her soft, smallish breasts, even if she was still wearing the bindings he simply squeezes through the fabric. His tongue runs alongside hers as he slowly moves his hips rubbing his overly excited manhood against her sex teasingly.
[00:07] * Ivy wraps her arms around Derrikar's neck, slowly pulling his lips to hers as she softly grinds against him. Her legs slowly wrap around his back as she pulls him closer, softly whispering to him. "You can remove the bindings if you want." She smiles at him, licking her lips.
[00:07] <Derrikar> "That's why I called you silly.. I already did."
[00:09] <Miraleth> 1d100 vs 62 Move Silent
[00:09] <DiceMaid-9001> Miraleth, vs 62 Move Silent: 35 [1d100=35]
[00:09] * Derrikar lets out a sigh, trying to be calm, he closes his eyes a moment and breaths in and out. He places one hand on the side of her head as he continues to play with one of her breasts, pushing his strong hand under her breast wrapping. He lightly pinches her nipple, rolling it between his fingers.
[00:10] * Ivy blinks. "...What?" She kisses his cheek. "Whatever you say. Take off the binding, silly." She moans the words into his ear, taking his free hand to place it on the spot just below her left arm, where it's tucked into itself. "Pull that."
[00:11] * Derrikar lines up the tip of his prick with the lips of her sex, then slowly begins to push into her wet folds causing them to spread open. He tries to be gentle this time, letting her enjoy the feeling of each little bit of thick human meat filling her up.
[00:12] <Derrikar> "ohh.. those bindings.." he grunts as he frees her breasts tossing the cloth to the floor, he returns his mouth to hers as he fills her up, working his cock into her until  she felt him hilt against her. His breathing was heavy even for the situation, and occasionally he shook his head trying to keep his head clear.
[00:13] <Miraleth> 1d100 vs 62 Concealment
[00:13] <DiceMaid-9001> Miraleth, vs 62 Concealment: 45 [1d100=45]
[00:13] * Ivy moans loudly, spreading easily around him. She relaxes herself, allowing him to really fill her as she moans his name into his ear. When he's hilted into her, she wraps her legs about him, pulling him in. "Just wait. I want to feel your warmth for a while." She lets out a soft moan as she leans against him. "Or you could take me up against the wall..."
[00:16] * Derrikar almost claws agianst the table with his free hand, as he lets her enjoy being full and feeling his big body close to hers. The setting was not exactly romantic in the dark dusty crypt, but he did not seem to care. He leaned down to kiss her again, then suck on one of her breasts pulling her nipple and the soft flesh between his lips.
[00:16] * Miraleth will remain hidden, waiting and watching for now (Will be back soon)
[00:17] * Derrikar pops his mouth free then lifts her as she asks, his hands on her ass, she finds herself pinned between the wall and the warrior. Likely an odd feeling of her soft elf flesh between the cold stones and warm muscles. His cock throbbed inside of her as he growled having to keep himself from going wild.
[00:17] * Hsskar is now known as Katarina_Soin
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[00:18] * Ivy softly moans as her nipple is teased, the perky flesh hardening quickly. She slowly slides herself up and down, making soft strokes as best she can. "Derrikar, fuck me." She says the words as an order, before quickly adding; "Gently."
[00:20] * Derrikar nods once firmly, before putting his hand against the wall, keeping her held up with one powerful hand squeezing her ass, and letting her weight rest against his hips legs and the wall. He begins to thrust upward as gentle as a man of his strength and nature was able.
[00:22] * Derrikar grins as he watches what breasts she did have bounce slightly with each thrust upwards into her, he growled lowly, filling her up with long strokes of his cock into her body, letting her weight slide back down his meat between her hot walls. His manhood was throbbing, every vein standing on end as the chemicals overstimulated him. His nostrils flaired as he squeezed the elf between the wall and his body.
[00:23] * Ivy moans softly, her warmth sucking him in with each thrust. She's much easier to get along with since he's not forcing himself along, as she can work her muscles in time with his thrusts. Her hands roam his chest, softly playing with his nipples. As he growls, she growls back, slowly tweaking his nipples. "Slow...Make this last..."
[00:26] * Derrikar stares into her eyes, occasionally looking down at her bouncing tits, he tries to match the rythm she was using to ride him as he pinned her against the wall, trying to grind his hips at just the right moment to let her feel like he was not just a brute but at least mildly skillful too. His hand on her ass let a finger tease at her rear entrance, running a digit along and around it. He wrapped his lips around her ear, not
[00:27] * Derrikar lets her feel his sac grinding against the lips of her sex as he leans back, his nipples hard under her touch, though he looked mildly confused when she did it, as if he was unsure if he liked his own being played with or not. He groans loudly not seeming to care about being quiet down here.
[00:27] <Derrikar> "Better? Nng..ahh.."
[00:28] * Bob-Sleep is now known as Gustav
[00:29] * Ivy moans loudly. "Much. Much better." She squeezes down on his shaft suddenly, locking him in tight as she leans in and pulls his nipple into her mouth. She softly licks it, then removes her tongue from it, repeating the process. "Such a gentleman, Derrikar, and a good one at that." She releases him as her hands pull her up and off of the wall, leaving her lower back pressed up against it.
[00:33] * Derrikar leans back to accomadate her putting most of her weight on him, not like he could not hold her up without the wall. His hands both move to her ass, squeezing her rear with both hands just hard enough to leave marks, he begins to pick up speed thrusting into her faster as if he was unable to help himself, he feels her breasts grind along his muscular chest as he bounces her up and down.
[00:33] <Derrikar> "Want.. to feel you cum.."
[00:35] * Ivy nods, closing her eyes as she softly bites her lips. She slowly shudders, a small amout of liquid running down Derrikar's shaft as she moans his name. Her fingers claw into his back, not deep enough to cut but enough to signal that she had just lost it on him. "Derrikar...You just...got to feel it..." She says the words breathlessly, closing her eyes as she feels another orgasm fast approaching.
[00:37] <Derrikar> "Nng.. you are cute, thinking I don't know what I am mm..doing. I know how to please a woman. I just didn't care. I was just trying to please myself." he growls playfully at her stepping away from the wall and leaning back letting her feel his strength being the only thing holding her up, he picks up speed, not enough to start to hurt her..
[00:39] <Derrikar> ..but enough to try and force her over the edge, letting her breasts ass and thighs bounce as the sound of their moans and flesh slapping together echoed around the crypts he was starting to grow a little rough again, but whenever he heared a pained or unhappy moan he would dial it back again just enough to keep it nice for her.
[00:40] * Ivy is surprised, her eyes opening. "You think I'm cute? That's so...adorable..." She says the words slowly as she tightens up on him, locking him inside of her. Her walls are like a vice around his shaft, and she looks him in the eyes. "You're getting rougher..." She says the words with a slow moan, then relaxes, moving up and down. "I want to feel you cum, as well, you large brute."
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[00:43] * Derrikar takes a firm hold on the flesh of her ass and then tosses back his head, letting out a long hot groan, he sees this as permission to do as he pleases perhaps, and begins to bounce the girl faster and faster, letting his manhood fill her up again and gain, bouncing up until just the tip remainined inside of her threatening to pop out before her weight caused her to impale back down the length.
[00:44] * Derrikar moans as his cock throbs inside her tight elven walls, his balls tensing up letting her know it would not be long until he came as well.
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[00:46] * Ivy is pushed over the edge by the sudden change in speed. She yells his name, not bothering to hold back as she creams around his pole. "Derrikar..." She moans his name loudly as she tightens around him as he thrusts, milking his shaft for the man's warm seed.
[00:49] * Derrikar pushes into her faster and faster, for only a moment beating against her like he did at the bath house, he holds her against his hips far too gone to even think about pulling out of her due to the dust. He cums inside her hard, his cock pouring sticky white seed inside of her painting the deepest parts of her. He stands there with his mouth held open for a moment before he lays her back on the table.
[00:50] * Derrikar slowly moves his hips back and forth fucking his seed into her, spreading hers as he gently screws his mess into her sex, watching each thrust out of her hot cunny let seed escape from her swollen pussy lips.
[00:50] * Ivy twitches as she feels his heat inside of her, closing her eyes as she wraps her legs around him, not giving him the option to pull out. She just sits there and twitches in blissful agony, her orgasm causing her to shiver like a wet dog.
[00:54] * Derrikar pulls his messy cock from her finally, breathing heavily he shakes his head trying to see if he can calm down enough now to focus on something else.
[00:54] <Derrikar> 1d100
[00:54] <DiceMaid-9001> Derrikar, 1d100: 33 [1d100=33]
[00:55] * Ivy softly sighs, his seed slowly dribbling out of her as she relaxes on the table.
[00:55] <Ivy> 1d100
[00:55] <DiceMaid-9001> Ivy, 1d100: 90 [1d100=90]
[00:56] * Ivy slowly looks to Derrikar, biting her lip. "You're done?"
[00:57] * Derrikar looks down at his member then around the room, he was still hard but he seemed to be breaking free of the stuff. "..you can take more?  where do you want it? What do you want?"
[00:57] * Ivy looks at Derrikar, lewly spreading her legs. "Wherever you want to give it, stud. I'll take you anywhere."
[00:58] <Ivy> (Lewd, even.)
[01:02] * Derrikar breaths hard for a moment, he turns her over on her hands and knees once he was done debating. She could feel his hard tip slick with his seed press against the ring of her backdoor. His powerful hands spread her asscheeks so he can begin to spread her southern star open with his fat meat.
[01:05] * Ivy closes her eyes, looking at Derrikar a moment. "Naughty..." She smiles, relaxing. "You're lucky. With your track record, I'd say you'll have to be very gentle with this. Hsskar tried this and it hurt to sit. That means you're going to have to be twice as careful. Understand?"
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[01:07] * Derrikar let out a sigh as he placed a foot on the table where he sat her. He seems to agree, but he's too focused on the pleasure at the moment, feeling her tight elven ass squeeze around him. He pushes inch by inch inside of her feeding her backdoor as much of his member as it would take before she cried out for him to stop.
[01:08] * Derrikar was at least well lubricated as he pushes into her from their sex before. His hands hold onto her hips firmly to keep her from squirming away.
[01:09] * Ivy is reluctant to tell him to stop, and she shifts, feeling a sense of accomplishment when she takes him to the base. She leans back, placing her hand on his cheek as she kisses him on the lips. "Good job. You're all in."
[01:12] * Derrikar grunts he returns the kiss, but he seems like he is unsure if he likes her praise of talking to him like he was some kind of first timer. He lets one hand take hold of her breasts squeezing and working her flesh, lightly pinching her nipples. His other hand slides down her stomach to tease her lower lips.
[01:13] * Derrikar growns into her ear as he begins to thrust into her ass, slow but firm shoves of his hips that slap his flesh against her backside. He pushes two fingers into her sex as his thumb begins to rub her clit, trying to make her feel filled up in front and back.
[01:14] * Ivy moans softly, squeezing around Derrikar. "Fuuuck, that's good..." She tightens and looses swiftly, riding him as she lets go of him. "You know what you're doing, I'll give you that...I've done this once before, and that was with Hsskar..." She moans softly.
[01:17] * Derrikar chuckles darkly as he begins to move his hips a little faster, he does not force himself deep into her, just simply fucks what of him her body will except into her. He groans and grunts at the tightness around his messy, but hard cock. His fingers in her sex begin to move in and out faster and faster while his thumb rubs her clit.
[01:17] <Derrikar> "Nnngg...talking a lot is good.. but you should mm..focus on what is fun to hear.."
[01:21] * Ivy moans. "Ngh...s-shut up and fuck me, then..." She says the words as his meaty dick thrusts it's way in and out of her. She moans louder, scratching at whatever she can grab, before she shudders, coming around his shaft and fingers. A mixture of seed and juices trickle around his fingers and down her thighs, dropping onto the floor.
[01:23] * Derrikar does shut up and does just that, thrusting a little faster and harder until he can feel her cream around his fingers once more. He pulls his digits from her sex and then turns her to face him, he slowly strokes and squeezes his shaft, trying to finish himself. "Mmm.. open your mouth Ivy.."
[01:26] * Ivy opens her mouth as she listens to his order, looking at him as she's spun. "Whatever you say, Derrikar. I'll listen." She keeps her mouth open.
[01:28] * Derrikar holds onto her hair looking down at her, he lifts one of her hands to his cock, to help stroke his big pulsing length. He closes his eyes a moment before looking down at her, staring as he cums hard, long ropes of cum landing on her face, her open mouth and tits. He lets out a long sign of joy feeling tired suddenly.
[01:28] <Derrikar> "Oogghh.."
[01:32] * Ivy sighs weakly, accepting the load to her face. She swallows what of it lands in her mouth down, and looks up at him, feeling sated. "Better?" She breathes heavily, weakly laughing as she stands up and sits on the table. She shakes her head, trying to clear her mind.
[01:32] <Ivy> 1d100
[01:32] <DiceMaid-9001> Ivy, 1d100: 93 [1d100=93]
[01:32] <Ivy> (ffff.)
[01:33] <Derrikar> ( Just fail a T test to pass out :P)
[01:35] <Ivy> 1d100 v 28
[01:35] <DiceMaid-9001> Ivy, v 28: 59 [1d100=59]
[01:35] * Derrikar looks down at her letting out a sigh, if she looked like she was still hot and bothered he simply pulls her back against him. He reaches down in between her legs he simply fingers her quickly with two of his fingers while his other hand rubs her clit in small fast circles trying to work the stuff out of her.
[01:36] * Ivy has a bit of a quick orgasm before she collapses in his arms, sleeping. In the past three days, she has passed out due to sex twice and drunk herself into a hangover once. She is either the worst influence ever, or the worst elf ever.
[01:37] * DiceMaid-9001 is now known as Jessie
[01:37] * Jessie is now known as Meowth
[01:37] * Meowth is now known as DiceMaid-9001
[01:37] * Derrikar shakes his head, he wraps her in a cloak and then moves over to the bottles, filling the rest of them up, too worn out to actually get hot and bothered again. He puts his gear back on, and then slings the elf over his shoulder.
[01:38] * Ivy mumbles something. "Mhbags..." She's not quite passed out, apparantly! She's just in a bit of a resting state.
[01:39] * Derrikar heads up the steps stashing the bottles of dust, and deciding he would fight with Ulf about payment tomorrow, needing to pass out something feirce. He makes sure Ivy has all her things when he takes her upstairs to rest.
[01:40] * Derrikar ruffles Ivy's hair before he stumbles off to his own room dead on his feet.