Continue your rampage.

You and Aris spin though the air with a cosmic revolution, and all those below are left in awe at the spectacle over their heads. Her silhouetted body glitters and flashes with distant exploding stars and soaring comets, and behind her a trail of rainbow smoke runs from her head like a cloud of every cotton candy flavour. Shortly after your flight, both of you thud against a pile of pillows and blankets in the center of the room. There, you hold her down missionary, and stare deeply into her bright glowing eyes. In them you see nothing, yet you feel far more than vision could tell. Upon her mostly featureless body is an incredible beauty, and in that moment, you feel a deep connection. Her legs spread wide, and you thrust your hips, bouncing her body back against the cushions beneath her, over and over again. As your shaft glides deep inside her, you run your hands tenderly all up her form, and then once again, kiss where her lips should be.

As her pleasure builds to maximum, the stars in her sky flash brighter, and the nebulae shift and spin. For just a moment, perhaps only between the blink of your eyes, she seems to vanish despite the touch to your body being always present, though you can't tell if it's an illusion of your eyes, or the strangeness of her physiology. Etherites are planeswalkers, and it feels as if they exist in this realm on a partly different dimension than others. It's likely she experiences everything differently than you do, even if it's only by a small margin. Though right now, you can tell what she's feeling, and it's the most mortal sensation. Pure euphoria rushes through her body and mind, and to your touch, she cums. You bring her through her orgasm while she cries out with echoing moans.

Around you are other girls. Some have come closer. They watch with interest, all while you plough the etherite into the pile of pillows. While this may be an orgy, and some may see such a grand celebration as taboo, strange, or perhaps even foul, there's a purity you can't quite explain. While there's lust, there's also love, and you can feel that connection between yourself and everybody around you.

You slow your hips. Slowly, your eyes glance up from Aris, and you notice something. Your Kitty Sense, or perhaps your Invisible Ties, brings your attention to a particular girl hiding in the shadows. You didn't notice her before, but now her presence is rather clear.

It seems she's noticed your gaze. Snow peaks out from behind the distant column, naked as the others have gradually become as the party has heated up, though she stands alone.

"That was... wonderful," Aris whispers. She wraps her hands around the back of your neck and pushes her face into your chest, nuzzling you firmly, and pulling you down to feel the weight of your body over her.

"I'm glad," you say back, placing a hand upon her cheek.

She soon releases you. Then, she's gone.

You turn, and she's on her knees on a mattress not far behind. You can't see a face, yet somehow you know she's smiling.

Then once again, you look to Snow, who has now come out. She leans back against said column, and watches. Her face is flushed. Her legs wobble. She seems winded, yet she hasn't done anything physical. As she watches your body rise, she bites her lip. Her tail wags back and forth, and the ears atop her head occasionally twitch.

You step over, slowly at first. "What are you doing over there?" you ask.

She smiles bashfully. "Merely observing."

You smirk in return, now moving quickly before stopping right before her, with a palm thrust against the stone above her shoulder. "You love doing that, don't you?"

She nods.

"Were you touching yourself to it?"

She shakes her head.

"Interesting." You touch the back of your hand to her cheek, and then gently and teasingly caress it down between her breasts, and to her stomach. You watch as her body shivers and twitches to your every movement. "So you've been denying yourself too."

Her eyes look you up and down. Excitement runs down her inner thighs from your close presence alone. While she seems to be remaining still, you can sense her desperation. She's barely holding it together, which is otherwise only evidence by the movement of her tail. "Do you think I'm incapable of having fun?" she asks, sticking out her tongue briefly.

You grab her face immediately, and kiss her with a heated passion, as if to chase that tongue back inside.

Her eyes widen. Her face turns red, and she moans into your lips as the pleasure immediately becomes too much for her to bare. He pulls her legs in together, like somebody desperately waiting to use the restroom. Clearly her body is craving a touch, and so much more afterwards. She's been watching everybody else have fun while she isn't done anything for herself.

You run your fingers back through her hair, but then you slowly lower yourself down to your knees. There, you face her extremely sensitive pussy, and the poor girl looks like she's about to grab your face and pull it in by ****. You smirk up at her, and let your gentle breath fall upon it instead, never quite touching it directly. "You're a trained ninja, right? Master of self control?"

"Wh-What are you talking about?" she asks, laughing. "Stop!"

Then, you push your mouth right into it, devouring her without further hesitation. She almost falls right over top of you. If it wasn't for your strength to push her back against the column, she'd probably have fallen. After gifting to her the touch of your mouth for a few moments, you drag your tongue up her slim body, over her tits, and then to her mouth before you push your cock against her body. Her arms wrap around to your back, and the two of you embrace, making out though only shortly, as her fidgeting and her moans make it rather clearly how little she wants to wait to receive you in full.

"Mmm," you moan softly. "Good girl." At the same time, you place one hand atop her head and run it back, briefly scratching behind her ear.

Her eyes roll back. No words come out, but her expression says enough.

You then grab her leg, and hoist her up before slowly yet firmly pushing the head of your cock past her **** lips, and enjoying the tight squeeze inside. She clearly does as well, as she's been waiting for this all evening. Her moan is far from subtle. Unlike a ninja should be, she's rather loud in this moment. She surrenders to the pleasure, resting her arms over your shoulders as she remains off the ground. Her toes dangle down, nearly brushing against the floor, until you pull her up even higher with one leg parted to the side, and you quicken the pace.

"You little voyeur," you tease as you thrust deep inside. "Did you learn these skills just to watch people?"

"N-No," she replies with a smile and a giggle. "I really didn't."

"You can watch me any time, but you better let me make you cum afterwards."

Once again she can't respond. Her eyes flutter, and with a mouth agape she moans more and more. A single drop runs from her lips, unaware of the drooling, as all she can focus on in this moment is the sensation of your cock pulling her open, and your firm grasp on her body. It seems she's surrendered even more control than usual. All she wants is for you to use her like a toy. And you do, bouncing her up and down on your stick, faster now, and harder too, while she gasps and pants with hot and steamy pleasure.

"M--... Meow!" Snow blurts out under her breath.

You push her up against the column, though you shield her back from the stone with your hands as to not actually hurt her body. "Did you just--" You smirk at her, now fucking her hard, as the two of you enjoy each other's embrace for a time. While some of the girls around you are also busy with their own pleasure, you can feel plenty of eyes upon you, off and on, and they look with admiration--respect, surprise, and lust. You're King Kyle Warren, and this is you Throne Room.

At last, Snow is left moaning and groaning with mostly winded gasps while an orgasm takes her over. The climax is a long time coming. While whimpering at first, she eventually lets out a few much louder, as if the emotion hit moments after. She buried her face under your neck, and you enjoy the sensation of her soft hair, and her twitching ears.

Yet another girl left satisfied--for now. You're not necessarily done with any of them yet. The evening is young, and you feel a rush through your body. As the momentum builds, you feel like you can keep going even longer, despite having finished yourself more than once already.

As you let Snow down back to her feet, you hear the sound of the front doors creaking open. You aren't sure who to expect. All the girls are present, besides Vodrani, and it would be quite the shock for someone like Tom to walk in now. What you can hear, however, is the sound of heels against stone, adjacent to bare feet. Your Kitty Sense picks that up rather easily. You slowly turn your attention to the entrance, and inspect those who have arrived with caution.