A battle weary man roaming through a forest under the velvet veil of midnight, this way and that, wandering aimlessly bleeding from wounds on his shoulder and enormous blade gash across his chest. The sky blackens even further as dark clouds cover the crescent moon and stars and rain begins to trickle from atop the velvety darkness moistening the air, wetting the leaves and gently making the sticky blood on the strangers chest run. All the while this man is stumbling through the forest a beautiful woman with hair thick and red as blood steps out on the front porch of her rather medium sized but adiquate forest cabin and stares at the comming storm not knowing what is to come next besides the mornig after. Standing outside watching the storm roll in getting blacker by the minute darkness envelopes her almost completely if not for her hanging lantern hung outside that never goes out as if by magic. She catches movement in the trees, takes her lantern and blows into it making it brighten to see what she needs to. The stranger stumbling about sees the light and shuffles toward it as fast as possible knowing it means he can be treated for his wounds. Finaly reaching the little cabin he collapses at the feet of a beautiful full-figured woman with red hair draped in noting but a scantly clad nighty.
The woman picks him up with little effort and brings him into her adiquately mid sized cabin and lays him on an animal skin, fur, rug and starts undressing the man. As she is doing so, taking off his helm, letting his shoulder length silky light brown hair flow over a handsom face, taking off his armor revealing a very attractive phisique bruised and cut from enemy weapons she realized three things, the first being how handsom the man was, second being he was a rebel going against the dreadful evil king that rules the land like an iron dictator, and lastly realizing that she hadn't been with a man in years, being an almost imortal person after her last husband died two-hundred years ago. She began treating and healing his wounds as the man suddenly awoke and grabbed her arm in reflex. Amazed that he could still be alive, let alone moving that fast she recoiled in shock. She met his beautiful, magical green eyes with her own very deep grey-green eyes. Starring at eachother for what seemed like eternity the woman offered her name, Centrice. The man looked at her in amazement for he knew who she was, she was the forests magical keeper. He stayed where he was and gently with little astonishment in his voice asked "The angelic demon of legend that is half wolf and half...ma---woman?" Centrice smiled feeling good about the fact that the man knew who she was and most of all because he didn't fear her at all but respected her, she liked that. She then asked "What is your name handsom warrior" while stroking his long silky hair in a gentl if not suggestive manner. The man replied "My name is Tim" as he said his name Centrice ran a hand down his bare chest softly and smoothely, he didn't stop her this time, she came upon his pants and put her hand right on his thigh and said "Its been a while since i've had a man visit me, runing her hand up to his mid section she then added "I think we should get these pants off to see if theres any damage to your legs" "And if there is none" Tim asked looking up from where his eyes were on her hand to her face. "Then i'll have to still do the most sentual of all healing" she said with a big smile. "You've had a long trip and are weary and I bet you haven't laid eyes on a woman like me ever have you?" she let that hang in the air to set in for a moment while she undid his pants and slid them off. "No wounds there" she said as she slowely started caressing his, to her amazement, well endowed flesh. Tim sat up and grabbed for her leg running a hand up it to the soft wet waiting flesh of her loins. She stoped moving for a moment standing up she walked backwards till the back of her knees met the edge of a soft bed, making her fall backward automaticly and spread her legs. Tim then got up and walked over and said "You know im still bleeding..." she replied "Yes so I love a good blood let during, and I didn't even have to do it my self this time" saying that as he watched her body glisten, glow and brighten with anticipation he lunged himself into her. Thunder shook the cabin as his flesh almost forcefully penetrated her tight wet c**t, and as he pumped back and forth blood slung itself from his cest which was still open but nothing serious making scarlet ribbons on her body, the bed and some of the room. Scarlet ribbons of blood redecorated the walls and shelves. Moaning she yelled "Harder and faster please" not wanting to disapoint the beautiful demon he complied and began the intense bloody love making, taking turns in positions that Tim had never seen or experienced before. After all was done and the storm of blood and lightning and thunder was over, they both lay in the glistening bloody after glow of the intense love making both falling sound asleep as moon light cascaded through the nearest window flooding the room, with the blood reflecting the moon light eriely.
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