~ The Chambers of Canos ~

[Ravyn]

Hmmm..........Ravyn found this challenge to be a difficult one. When she did please Canos, she tried to mix it up. "Something creative?" she repeated, drawing back. Sitting on her heels, she pondered this, tapping her chin and staring at the ceiling in an over dramatic show of thinking. "What," she said slowly, "should I do with you?" Her dark eyes searched his, wondering what she should do. A rumbling growl came from the corner; Sharan was fast asleep and snoring after his gruesome feast. At least he wouldn't try to attack Canos if things got rough. Then Ravyn had an idea. Slowly, making full use of her flexibility and curves, she prowled over to him. Turning around, she sat on his lap, making sure she was sitting more on his stomach. Ravyn was sure to avoid any penetration; she didn't want that just yet. Pressing herself back against him, she guided his hands to grip her sides. "Different enough for you?" she whispered seductively, moving her body in his grasp.

[Canos]

Ravyn liked challenges and Canos knew it. He knew that she would be intrigued by his quest for her and she would try to come up with something that she had not tried before, or at least not recently. Canos was interested to see what she would come up with. He watched her as she leaned back on her legs, pondering something in her mind. He had his hands on her legs as she waited there in front of him. He couldn’t help but look over her perfect body. She was flawless in every way. He could not find a blemish on her. Then she apparently had come up with something. She looked over at Sharan, who apparently had fallen asleep after his feast. She turned around and his hands went to her thighs and up to her waist as she moved them with her own hands, moving her body over his, but not doing anything really just yet. She began to move back and forth and yet she did not actually have him in her. It was an interesting concept. He didn’t know how long he was going to be able to simply let her do this without forcing her into something. It was highly erotic and she obviously knew that. “Hmm, its interesting.” Canos smirked as he moved his hands up and down her waist, “Anything else? He asked as he gasped after he spoke.

[Ravyn]

This was working exactly how Ravyn planned it. It was a bit of a strain on her legs, which were keeping her body suspended above him, but it was worth it for the effect it had on Canos. She knew he couldn't last long; males never could. So Ravyn decided to capitalize on it while she could. Pressing harder against him, she let his hands go. They could roam where they would. Her hands, though, moved behind her back, stroking his shoulders. Tilting her head back, she looked at him. "Like this?" she said, her body quivering from the muscular workout she was getting. Suddenly she let her body move down onto him, pushing him all the way inside. Then, with a slight moan, she began to move again, pressing back against him and making sure he was enjoying it. Of course, she knew he would. This time Ravyn had made a move before he did; Canos would have forced himself on her eventually. However, today she was in charge. It made him want her more, she found, if she took control occasionally.

[Canos]

It was more intriguing when she took control once and a while. Eventually, with Canos always in charge he became at least a bit…used to what was going to happen. He would never become bored of this woman because that wasn’t possible, but he did begin to work into a routine, one, which he didn’t like to be in. He liked her to change things on him and he liked her to surprise him, one of the few times he actually liked surprises was when it came from her in the bedroom. Canos smirked as she finally let herself down on him. He legs were strong and could keep her suspended for a good amount of time but she would have to let up before he would. He moved his hands to the inside of her thigh and he pushed her down every time, forcing himself to go farther. He knew that she was going to enjoy this as much as he did, if not more. She liked being I in charge every now and then, it turned her on as much as it did Canos. He began to moan and gasp as they ebgan to work together, enjoying each other’s company and the feel of each other’s body.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn knew Canos would enjoy this a lot. He admire her strength at times like these; it turned him on for some reason. Of course, she liked it too. Her moans matched his as he moved inside her. She knew that now he would take control, even though she was on top. He was stronger than she was, though she would never admit that to him. It was another unspoken rule of their relationship: they did not get in serious battles of strength or will. He was physically stronger, but Ravyn was more stubborn. She had her way in things for the most part. This was the reason they didn't spend too much time with each other. For weeks at a time Canos would leave on a trip or Ravyn would shut herself in her poison room. Neither of them truly missed the other - Ravyn wasn't a people person. She didn't crave human interaction. Still, when they were together they made the most of it. Ravyn clawed at his legs, pushing herself down on him. "Canos..." she groaned, pleased by him.

[Canos]

It was true that Canos often found himself out on long trips and Canos often found he in a situation that would be compromising to his marriage. Canos liked those moments; he liked to indulge in them. However, he had to always note that they were never as satisfying as Ravyn for whatever reason and he always found himself thinking back to her when he was with them. He wondered why this was, but he wondered if it was a spell or something. It didn’t matter because he didn’t mind longing for her body and her touch. It wasn’t love; he knew that for sure, so it had to be something else. Canos smiled as she now began to move back and forth and Canos moved his hands to her waist and began to move her with his arms. She didn’t need to work on moving herself anymore because Canos was going to do it for her. At this point he felt that he was compelled to do more than just hold her. He began to push himself forward, moving her forward each time he did. He moved his hands all over her body, bringing her back and forth at his own pace, which was to say the least, rather quick.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn sighed in pleasure as Canos worked his magic on her body. He liked this a lot, it would seem. She made a mental note to do this more often. His women - oh yes, she knew that he carried on with other girls - couldn't please him like this. Ravyn didn't put any spells on him, though she would have loved to be able to. No, she figured they were attached to each other through their evil natures. Other women didn't satisfy him because only she was his perfect counterpart. Their connection was deeper than physical; she was attached to him on the mental level as well. It wasn't love, but they were in each other's minds as much as any married couple. "Oh Canos," she groaned loudly, bringing a curious look from Sharan. He rumbled and rolled over, falling asleep again. "Canos!" she growled, gripping his wrists tightly. Right now there was nothing more she could do; he was letting his instincts rule. She liked it when he did this. It was rough, yes, but Ravyn liked it that way.

[Canos]

Canos liked that she liked to be rough. It was only natural for women in her position. Canos had not met a woman that proclaimed to be evil and acted as such that did not like to be rough and brutal at times. He never met one that wanted to simply “make love” at night. They usually had other words to describe their adventures in the night. Canos was sure that Ravyn would love to get her hands on some of the women, and at the moment, the other thing Canos wanted to get his hands on was Ravyn. Canos was beginning to get rougher and rougher with her, and he finally just pushed himself over so that he forced Ravyn down on all forces, still behind her. He grunted as he moved forward once again. He moved his right hand to her hair and pulled it back hard, pulling her head back with it as he began once again. This was unlike the previous moments because it was probably twice as rough now, moving back and forth and still making her body move at the same time. “Ravyn!” He gasped as he continued. There was no doubt now that he had recovered from earlier. The room was getting hot as both of the people in it were as well. Canos was beginning to sweat a bit now, but everything he was doing was worth it. Ravyn was perfect.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn figured it would come to this eventually; it was a natural progression of things. She arched her back against him, pressing back as he shoved forwards. She wasn't a novice at this by any means. Unlike Canos, Ravyn didn't sleep around for fun. True, there were times she found it necessary to use her womanly wiles to convince men that her way was the best. However, that was all an act. So far she had met no one who was like Canos. Since he kept coming back to her, she figured none of his other women measured up to her. "Canos!" she yelled as he pulled her hair roughly. Ravyn did like it rough, just like Canos. Her body quivered under the weight and power of him. Her plan had worked so well. Canos would probably stay here for a bit longer - men usually got tired after being with a woman. Canos was strong, but after twice he would be a little tired at least. Her skin glistened with sweat as she braced her knees and arms to hold herself up. Ravyn wouldn't give in to this and collapse - it would show weakness. So she simply gasped and groaned as he pounded into her roughly, loving every moment.

[Canos]

Canos knew that Ravyn would be able to last for a long time because, like most women, she could maintain herself for far longer than any man could. Canos was not like most men but he got tired just like any other person. He had to make sure that she was the one that gave in this time, as he was the one that did so before. It was fine for him to need a relax after the first round because most men did, but it would be surprising if he could manage to go the next round and cause Ravyn to need a rest. Then she could possibly let him leave, as apparently she was reluctant to do so. So Canos had to do something that would cause her to collapse and not do the same thing for him. That just meant not holding back anything. Canos usually asserted a form of control so he didn’t hurt Ravyn or the person he was with. He decided to not hold back anymore. So he unleashed his full might and immediately became louder. “Ravyn! Ravyn!” he gasped, half yelling as he pulled her hair back, causing her head to go the opposite direction that he was pushing her body, which was actually almost off the bed. He brought his hand across her back hard and across her ass as he leaned down a bit, climaxing, but keeping right on going, not missing a beat. As he kept pulling her head back he bit into her neck and her shoulder hard…very hard, still pounding. She would give in this time…not him.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn could tell by the energy surging through Canos that he was going to push her hard this time. He didn't like giving up first, and since last time he did, he was going to force her to give in. She knew in the long run he would probably have his way, but for now she would resist for as long as she could. It became harder to hold up under his weight as he shoved into her. Ravyn's back arched in an impossible curve, her head yanked back roughly by Canos' hand. Her arms trembled under the strain, her whole body shaking uncontrollably under his treatment. She tried to hold her place as he pushed her towards the edge of the bed. The blanket on the bed moved as well, her hands knotted in it as she strained for anything solid to hold onto. Gasps, moans, and whimpers flowed from her throat unstoppable; she had lost control of her vocal exasperations a few minutes ago. Some women might see this as a kind of torture, but Ravyn enjoyed it immensely. With every yell from Canos and every ounce of pain he inflicted on her, the more she wanted from him. Her body felt as if it was on fire as she climaxed with him, but he didn't slow down. She yelped as he slapped her, his teeth digging into her smooth skin. Then, in a moment of weakness, her arms buckled and Ravyn fell on her face. However, she was so close to the edge of the bed that she slipped right off. Canos, of course, was attached to her. To make sure she pulled him with her, Ravyn wrapped her legs around his as she fell, grabbing his arms as well. She fell, but she was taking him with her.

[Canos]

Ravyn was so stubborn and Canos loved it. He loved the fact that he could possibly have met a woman or any person with a self-determination and willfulness to match his own. Sometimes it became a bit of an annoyance, but for the most part it just drove him to be better at everything to surpass his supposed equal. What Canos was doing to Ravyn would be impossible for most women but she was able to take it and she was enjoying herself, or at least it seemed that way. Canos knew that she had to give way and soon because he wasn’t going to be able to keep the tempo up for endless hours that it could take for her to finally give in. Canos couldn’t help but be a bit relieved when she climaxed and gave way a short time after her when he bit into her neck. However, she wrapped her legs around him as she began to fall off the bed. Canos hadn’t compensated for the fact that he had literally pushed her towards the edge of the bed through his powerful thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him and they both began to topple. It was a good thing that Canos had quick reflexes and incredibly strong arms. His hands reached out accumulated their massive wingspan and reached onto the poles on either side of the bed, holding Canos up, still leaning down a bit, hoisting Ravyn’s body just barely off the ground with outstretched arms. Canos moved his body up a bit, making sure she couldn’t reach the ground, making sure that she was totally relying on her legs to support her weigh. Then he began to push into her again with the same vigor and intensity. She would climax again before he let her up, or she would fall to the ground in defeat. The latter was more likely to come first, but he never knew with Ravyn.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn found her descent roughly stopped by Canos' reflexes. It was painful enough that she cried out as her body was thrown about by him. His hands jerked her up, keeping her from hitting the ground. This was where Canos would win. It had always been to Ravyn's dismay that she couldn't be as physically strong as he was. As a woman it just wasn't possible. Yes, Canos was not going to stop until she gave up. That probably meant telling him to stop or something equally humiliating for her. Normal women would have given up a long time ago. Ravyn was not normal. Her body ached with the pace he was setting. It felt like she was being shaken to the core by his thrusts. Now she wasn't even trying to move with him anymore. Ravyn, in fact, was resisting him. It probably made him just want to defeat her even more. However, she was still enjoying this a bit. The pain was a bit of a turn on. Ravyn wasn't silent any longer; moans and screams filled the stone room. "Canos!" she yelled, digging her nails into his arm. Blood soon trickled from his arms as her nails cut into him. Sharan growled irritably, the noise disturbing his nap. Angrily he tore off the foot of the elf, chewing on it out of boredom. He didn't like it when Canos did this to Ravyn; she was in pain, and yet she didn't let him defend her. Canos and Sharan didn't get along.

[Canos]

Canos knew that this position would be difficult for Ravyn to keep up. He knew that she would not be able to support herself for that long because it simply wasn’t humanly possible, even for Ravyn. Besides, she had already gone two rounds now and two with Canos would far exceed two with a normal man. Canos loved it when she started screaming. Ravyn did not scream that much and when she did it made him proud. It turned him on a great deal as well, giving him adrenaline and momentum to keep going. Apparently Sharan didn’t like this treatment but there was nothing that he could do. Canos hated that creature. Canos continued to push back and forth and she dug into his arm and Canos winced a bit, gasping as blood was drawn but he held onto tight, raising his hands up a bit so she could not longer reach his arm. She would have to endure this with no aid from anything until she gave in. Canos didn’t get slower or less intense, he just kept on with the same tempo, each time forcing her body into the air and forcing it to contort in different ways each time. “Ravyn!” he moaned, enjoying himself, enjoying his impending victory. He would not mock her about it, but just take it in stride. He was supposed to win anyway.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn was having a difficult time staying in this position. Not only was it a strain on her legs and arm, Canos was making it harder by pounding into her. All the movement and pain made it even more difficult to stay in place. Canos, of course, wasn't helping her out any. He could easily hold onto her, but he wasn't. He wanted to win. Amazingly he kept up his tempo. Most men would give up after climaxing, but Canos wasn't most men. Her body ached with the effort of keeping herself balanced on top of him. She knew Sharan hated Canos, but she also knew that if the black jaguar attacked he would be dead within a few minutes. Sharan was her companion; she couldn't have him killed. Finally, as was wont to happen, Ravyn gave up. Her body could not hold up under his rough pace any longer and balance at the same time. As he pushed up she overbalanced and fell off of him, hitting the ground hard. That would be a bruise tomorrow. She stayed there, eyes closed, breathing heavily. Canos probably wouldn't bring this up in jest; he had given up last time. For now they were even.