Her

As fun as it would be to talk her around until she actually wants to help, you want more than that.

You stand, and prowl towards her, making sure to keep your body between her staff and her. Her eyes go wide and she stares, almost hypnotised by the gentle swaying of your cock. It's not until you reach her still outstretched arms that she reacts, pulling her arms and legs close to her in fear.

“Well?” you growl, letting your malice show for the first time, a small plume of smoke escaping your nostrils. “Are you going to uphold your side of the bargain?”

She remained paralysed with fear until you were scant inches from her. Then, finally, she reacted.

She leapt to her feet, back and arms pressed against the rough bark behind her as if she wanted to meld with the tree. She looked down at your with a mix of primal fear and revulsion.

“G-get away from m-me!” she stammered.

You grinned at her. “Pity,” you respond, before striking. For the third time in five minutes, you flap your wings to accentuate a leap. This time however, you have a slightly more exact target. The Gobliness' lips had felt good around your cock, after all.

Your clawed forelimbs bite into the wood above her head for purchase, your lower legs scrabbling for a moment before they too find grip on either side of her chest. You throbbing member bashes against her wide eyed face and she flinches, both from the impact and the suddenness of your movement.

“Wh-” she starts, but you don't give her a chance to continue. As soon as her lips open, you rotate your hips and **** the tip of your cock between them.

She struggles against you, attempting to turn her head away from your **** but any time she turns more then an inch you use your forelimb on that side to **** her head back to the middle. Every time she gasps at your rough treatment, you use the opportunity to push a little further in.

As much as she tries to keep her mouth shut against your invading flesh, the wonderful tightness of her lips does her no favours, instead driving you into a frenzy. Before long, despite her best efforts, her mouth is too full for her dancing tongue to evade you. Its thrashing movements feel amazing against the underside of your sensitive, engorged member.

“Good girl,” you coo into her ear, making her shudder. “Just like that.”

Almost as if she still seeks to defy your inevitable domination, her tongue goes still, pressing against the floor of her mouth.

“Even better,” you murmur, and put all your strength into a single thrust. Your bestial cock bursts into her mouth and your stomach slams into her face, her arms now pinned against the tree by your calves. You can feel the back of her throat shudder and twitch as it seeks to expel you. You grind against her lips mercilessly, and buck upwards.

The new angle forces your cock deeper, and twitches against your end evolve into spasms around your tip. You hold yourself still for less than a second before yanking your entire length out of her mouth in one smooth motion.

Amanda gags as you withdraw, then coughs. Before she can recover enough to do more, you thrust again, taking advantage of her half open mouth to sheath yourself fully inside her a single stroke. As she gags a second time, again you pull out, and then thrust as soon as her gagging abates. You keep this up for what you estimate to be thirty seconds.

Thrust as deep as you can and enjoy her twitching till she starts to gag. Pull out. Thrust, gag, out. With her head against the tree behind her, there is nowhere for Amanda to flee, and slowly her struggles cease.

You look down at her. You have no wish for her to despawn and leave you with even worse blue-balls than before. However, instead of the closed eyes you had been afraid of, you see her staring up at you. Her clear blue eyes shine with unshed tears, and with pleading. You grin.

“Afraid not, Amanda.” Her eyes close when she hears her name, and tears begin to slowly make their way down her pale cheeks. “You can expect the same mercy from me that your friend would have shown me.”

With that, you begin your attack anew. This time however, instead of holding yourself in and pulling back in response to her, you set a rhythm and you stick to it. Before long, your merciless thrusts have you close to the edge. Just as you throw your head back in preparation of a stream of cum a long time coming, her hands which you had been ignoring, loose on your legs since she began to cry, fill with energy. Distracted as you are you have no time to react as with a burst of strength, Amanda throws you from her face.

Her face is tear streaked, her eyes read and puffy, and a long streak of saliva slowly drips from her trembling lips, but she looks furious. You narrow your eyes. You are not getting this close twice in a day without cumming.

Amanda makes to rush past you towards her staff, evidently hoping you would still be off balance, but your arousal and anger have focused your attention to a razors edge. As she steps past you, a carefully aimed blast of flame causes her to waver, one foot in the air. With a violent clockwise spin, you lash out at her remaining leg with your tail. The impact stings, but you have natural armour. Amanda does not.

Once again, you knock her to the ground. This time however, its to her hands and knees, and she continues to crawl, ****, towards her staff. Considering the level of David, it could be quite a powerful item that might swing the battle in her favour.

Her outstretched fingertip are a hairs breadth from the smooth wood of her staff before you interject. Biting a mouthful of her hair, you pull her back and sideways. She yelps in pain, both hands going to her scalp. With those out of the way, she is once more nose to tip with your cock.

“No escape this time,” you mutter, forelimbs jabbing through the gaps between her biceps and forearms. When she went to push you away, you yanked painfully on her hair. After a few rounds of this back and forth, she learnt her new place. She was allowed one hand to stabilise herself, and the other remained on her head.

She whimpered.

That was all the invitation you needed. This new angle didn't enable you to get quite as deep so easily, but the added stability let you thrust much harder. Before long, her entire body was shaking in time with your cock ravaging her mouth. With every jab, you pulled her hair, just a little, and were rewarded with a constant litany of squeals and grunts as you had your way with the avatar.

Out of curiosity, you observed the staff still stuck in the earth a few feet away.

Ellebana's Mercy, Level 50
Staff, Cleric, Rare, Explicit
This wondrous staff allows the wielder to call for aid from any source. No matter the relationship between the wielder and the target, unless the request directly runs against one of the target's goals, then the user receives no penalties on their request check.

You snort a little. Maybe it wouldn't have turned the tide that much. You do raise your eyes at the Explicit tag, however. You idly fantasised about what the staff could be used for it to be marked as Explicit while you **** Amanda's mouth, and it wasn't long before the combination had you getting close for the third time.

This time you gave her no chance to push you away. Using the arm she was using to hold herself up, you flipped her over onto her back. She landed with a thump and a gasp as the air was **** from her lungs.

Bending your knees, you entered her again, deeper than ever before. You fucked her throat though her gags, giving no respite. When you looked at her face it was bright read, tears pouring from her eyes as they slowly crossed. You had to time this right.

Amanda's breasts heaved as she desperately tried to catch her breath. You pinned her arms down as her body bucked underneath you.

With a final thrust, you **** as much of you dick as could reach down her throat, and came. A river of cum leapt from your tip, flooding her throat. She gagged and spluttered again, the movements serving only to heighten your orgasm. Despite your best efforts to **** it down her throat, cum started to leak from the corners of her mouth as you kept pumping shot after shot of boiling drakeling seed into her.

Finally, you were finished. Cock still wedged down her throat, but feeling much calmer than you had before, you watched with interest as Amanda's eyes wavered, twitched, and then closed. A small pop up drifted up from her face, backwards, so it could be read by her absent player.

You have fallen ****, and there is no party member to revive you. Re-spawning in town in 10 seconds

Sure enough, ten seconds later, she vanished in a flash of light, leaving a small sack behind her. You grinned triumphantly as your cum went with her.

That will be a nice surprise for her to wake up to.

After giving yourself a minute to recover, you went to see what loot she had dropped.

In the sack was a small health potion, a small box that smelt like paint, and a blood red crystal.

Interesting...

You load your spoils into your own, meagre inventory, noting that you had gained 80 experience for your defeat of the level three woman, and then begin to walk.

I think I know what I'm doing with that crystal...