Yeah yeah it's been forever and only this one's been started... but the plot is 
FAR harder to write than the sex. Well unless I get lovey-dovey sappy-wappy 
WAFFly. In which case I'll go running and screaming back to the plot. ^^

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                           Because I have nothing better to do Productions
                                     An Eldrick Tobin project
                              From "It makes sense in my head" Theater
                                        A story of The Arc

                                        Demons With Drama
                                           Track Two:

                                         Chorus of Fate
                                      FMV - 01 Frisk Knight

Pertrified like a stone gargoyle Arhden could do naught but blush as piece by 
piece his armor was removed from his chest. She woke him from his reverie to get 
hints on the back section. Soon he was in naught but a tunic... and soon even 
that fell by the wayside.

"You do the rest..." she smiled.

With a blushing nod, the half celestial undid his breeches and slide them down. 
He stepped to the side and removed the rest of his equipment. They set to 
folding everything up and placing the items next to her clothing. A slow process 
when you are watching the other person's body move through the motions.

They walked over to her bedroll. She turned around and leaned back into his 
chest. Treesinger enfolded her in his feathery wings and hugged her close to 
him. Miss Ulthain's massaged his pinions, and smiled when his banner raised 
high.

He kissed her neck and cupped her breasts as she lightly rubbed against his 
lance with her bottom. He counter ground against her and they both shared a 
sigh. She turned around and kissed his lips... tongues meeting and entwining all 
the while. Dropping out of the kiss Arhden placed kiss after kiss every so often 
on his way to the valley between her breasts. As he nibbled on her nipples, 
Valeria cooed for him to go lower still.

Obeying her wishes he kissed his way all the way down to her knees. "This far?"

"Silly goose, I meant higher," she smiled.

And he kissed his way up to her navel... and then down and around and around to 
her verdant garden where the nectar of the gods grew upon the very walls and you 
had but to drink to feel you could live forever in the moment. The Lady Cleric 
undulated as her Winged Ranger Cleric spoke with his tongue the gospel of 
pleasurable things. Next it was as if she'd said,"Good Sir... but you are 
missing many pages from your litany. I know of them. I could tell you."

And it was as if he responded,"Why Good Lady would you do me such an honor? I'd 
be grateful."

And Valeria smiled and gently pushed Arhden to the ground. Turning around she 
knelt over him and took his lance into her mouth... and spoke with HER tongue a 
tale or two missing from the preachings of pleasurable things. However they 
found a passage they could both entertain... and while she sang... he placed his 
tongue to work as well singing the counterpoint in her cavern of splendor.

Sadly her side of the song ended. She tried to sample every note from the 
song... but they seemed of their own mind and the notes slipped away from her. 
She looked deep into the preacher's eyes and seemed to say,"I know a song of 
adventure in a dark cavern you are familiar with. We could sing that now... if 
you like."

He simple blushed and nodded.

"First the torch much be charged... or the cavern will never be lit," 
standing, turning, and kneeling down she kissed upon his body... a nibble 
here... a dainty kiss there... encouraging the fires of the torch to glow again. 
The embers slowly kindled to a stout flame... and the once dark cavern allowed 
the potential for light to enter it again.

What sounded like bats flew from an upper opening. A Cacophony of bats winging 
away to lands stepped in passion. The song continued as the preacher tapped 
notes along with his tongue on the nipples of the matron who knew such a fine 
song. And as the sun reached it's zenith light poured into the dark cavern as 
the spell of darkness was dispelled by a powerful upwelling of candle power from 
the magical torch. They carolled in unison the end of the magnificant song, and 
tired from their ordeal and they quickly bathed from the stream's cold water 
before drying, donning nightwear and laying down to slumber on her bedroll.