The Fence pt. 2

‘Don’t whine, angel, you can take it. I can’t say that I hope you’ll learn your lesson when the punishment is so fun haha- and this is much easier on the back. Phavgen’s Glory, you feel good’

‘Ah~!’

The metal creaked with every blow of his powerful hips. It felt as though he was trying to free her the same way one smacks the end of a sauce bottle. The spanking had gotten her to admit that maybe she should have listened to him; this fucking would have her promising to never disobey again, which they both know was a lie. He pounded into her, never slowing, every stroke just as powerful as the first. The fighter did not tire easily. Wet slaps mixed with the late night leaves rustling and the iron gate’s groan. Her whines and pants were met with his deep chuckle. This was funny to him. For as much as he delighted in playing the chivalrous shy knight, passive to her taunts, soft and gentle in a 7 foot frame… he relished teasing her back, being in absolute control, and taking her how he pleased, listening to her beg for more and the tremble in her voice as she neared her end. The sweet priestess- no, his sweet priestess trapped, helpless, pleading for his aid, stuffed to his base. He couldn’t resist satisfying his baser urges and teaching her a lesson. She’d look back at him and pretend to pout before another thrust made her eyes cross and moan for him to do it again. She was a poor actress, too appreciative to be a proper brat. He couldn’t resist doing as told, and slipped his tail between their legs to rub the spot she needed.

Phavgen = draconic god of law, aka Raff’s god/figurehead. Raff = grateful he doesn’t have to bend down/hunch for once. Invest in a swing maybe.

9/10 out of raff is definitely a sweet romantic love maker, like wants it all to be nice and gentle and take care of his partner, he def calls it ‘love making’ and is perhaps a bit ‘traditional’ or comes across as more vanilla… but he also is a bit freaky. He was very tantalized by the idea of a priestess joining the party, his knowledge of priestesses was more so surrounding their purity and dedication to their temple etc… and an untouched priestess could be swapped for a princess and still have the same desire. He eventually found out birdie was not one of those priestesses and she had long since lost her ‘purity’ and was well experienced, when he found out he was immensely jealous, which is how he figured out he wanted her and liked her, and prob prostrated himself to whatever god would cure him of being a freak. He’s more so jealous cause he wants to be loving on her, there’s no weirdness after the fact other than maybe him realizing he’s not such a clean cut guy and likes bein a lil scandalous. He likes a sloppy hook up in a tavern, he likes when birdie blushes and doesn’t let him have his way immediately, he likes fucking her in her priestess robes on the altar in her temple while she says his name. He likes when she teased him and pulls his horns and compliments him. I do think raff prefers to be in charge, though sometimes he can relinquish the need for control and let Birdie care for him. He just has a harder time being comfortable.