Beware Lemon chapter ahead skip If you don't want to be exposed. I also change my style of writing to be more detail.
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Arthur gently guided Azula towards the bed, their eyes locking in.
With a subtle flick of his wrist, their clothes dissolved into thin air, leaving them bare in the soft candlelight.
Azula's heart pounded against her ribs.
Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, a visible contrast to the white snow skin.
She had never been with a man before; this was uncharted territory, a journey into the unknown.
Arthur, sensing her nervousness, leaned in and brushed a stray strand of hair from her face.
His touch was feather-light, a gentle reassurance that cald the storm brewing within her.
His eyes, usually holding a playful glint, now held a depth of tenderness that made her feel safe and cherished.
Her voice was barely a whisper, laced with both anticipation.
"From this mont forward, I am yours completely. This is my first ti, so please... be gentle with ."
Her eyes, shimring with desire, t his, silently pleading.
Arthur's lips t Azula's in a tender kiss that belied the fiery passion surging within him.
The sight and feel of her, so alluring in her vulnerability and strength, ignited his dragon blood, awakening an ancient yearning to claim her as his mate.
His body responded instinctively, his manhood hardening with a need that was both primal and possessive.
Azula, ever bold and perceptive, felt the change in him, the heat of his desire seeping into their kiss.
As their kiss deepened, Arthur's hand traced the curve of Azula's spine, his touch sending shivers down her body.
He groaned softly, his dragon blood roaring in his veins, demanding release.
Azula, caught between her own burgeoning desire and a flicker of uncertainty, pulled back slightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Arthur, sensing her hesitation, softened his gaze. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs caressing her cheekbones. "Azula," he whispered, his voice husky with need.
"I want you. But only if you want too."
His words, so honest and respectful, lted Azula's reservations. She gazed into his eyes, seeing the depth of his desire mirrored in the golden flecks that danced in his irises. A smile tugged at her lips, a smile that spoke of surrender and anticipation.
"I want you, Arthur, Please give your love, your sire…"
She confessed, her voice barely a whisper.
And with that admission, all hesitation vanished. Arthur's kiss beca more urgent, his hands more possessive.
Azula responded with equal fervor, her body arching into his, her fingers tangling in his hair.
The dragon's blood within Arthur surged, eager to claim its mate, to forge a bond that would be as unbreakable as it was passionate.
"I can't hold it in anymore… I am going to put it in…"
"Yes…"
Arthur's manhood pushing through Azula's lower gate. Blood slowly dripped from her little sister. Arthur had taken her first ti and made her into a woman completely.
"Ughhh…"
Azula moaned sexily. She didn't know having sex would be so painful yet delightful at the sa ti.
Arthur's sword was big but she could manage.
With a shift, he moved his hip and thrust his sword deeper into her sheath, sending a ripple of sensual energy through their connected bodies.
The subtle motion ignited a spark, drawing a soft gasp from her lips.
His hand, resting possessively on her waist, tightened its hold, pulling her closer into his embrace. Their breaths mingled, hot and heavy, as the space between them dissolved.
"Faster, I want you to fuck harder!"
Azula's hands gripped Arthur's firm buttocks, her fingers digging into the taut muscles as she arched her hips to et his thrusts.
A low moan escaped her lips, a sound that was both a plea and a command for him to quicken his pace.
Her body moved with a primal rhythm, each movent a desperate attempt to draw him deeper, to feel him more completely.
Arthur, fueled by her touch and the raw desire that thrumd between them, responded with an urgency that mirrored her own.
His hands road her body with a fierce passion in his eyes. He moved with a power and control that was both exhilarating and overwhelming, each thrust driving them closer to the precipice of release.
In that mont, there was nothing but the two of them, locked in a dance of desire that transcended the boundaries of their past and the uncertainties of their future.
Arthur with the final move of his hip burst his thick sen inside of her. His instinct to mate and make powerful sire was so strong that Great Red and Ophis had to co out and help him control his fluid not to impregnate his mate before the appropriate ti.
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Craze: Ophis and Great Red vs Death which do you think is stronger.
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Craze: People like Yandere who could kill you okay. Be interesting!
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