Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Driven by her curiosity, Daria infused Spiritual energy into Evian's body and his Eldritch energy immediately reared its head in resistance but because Daria had channeled her Spiritual energy into the tattoo outlines she could 'see', Evian's Eldritch retaliation was the forceful uplift of his tattoos to the surface of his skin.

"In- incredible," Daria said. She struggled slightly to get the word out because, as investigative as she was being at the moment, her body remained very aware of the pleasure it was feeling from Evian's touch.

Their energies met and clashed but somehow the feedback did not repel them from each other.

Daria studied the tattoos as best she could with her mind only slightly lucid and the more she did, the more she realized how flawless the soul branding was. It was a permanent marking on Evian's soul which 'damaged' it but purely on an aesthetic level. In terms of soul strength, the tattoos had only been an improvement to whatever the normal state Evian's Wraithic soul should have been in.

The Tattoos had soldered Evian's body to his soul in such a complete ritual that he seemed more attuned with himself than any human or Wraith had any business being. This was a state of oneness that all Arcanists sought and could only be achieved at higher Circles of the Arcane Path but Evian had replicated the effect -at least some of it- with such an artificial procedure.

Eyeing the tattoos, Daria wondered if Evian realized what he had achieved with it and she was about to make mention of it when her lips were seized again and all rational thought fled her mind, leaving her burning with desire she had only ever barely kept in check.

Evian had calmly let her push her Spiritual energy into his body, tempered the raging reactions of his Eldritch reserves to give her leeway but prolonged contact of her fingers on his body was his limit.

Daria kept it at the back of her mind to investigate further when desires had been temporarily sated. The part of her mind that was not yet completely overwhelmed by pleasure that sought to swallow her entire being whole, wondered if she could replicate the artificial process.

The goal of the Arcane Path was Spiritual enlightenment separated and tiered into Nine Circles just as the goal of the Martial Path was physical enhancement tiered into Nine Orders but Daria wondered if she could deviate from the rigidly established tiers by attaining enlightenment that surpassed her current station.

In theory, it could open her up to potential abilities and progressions that no one else had ever attempted.

The thought of succeeding at this dubious artificial enlightenment excited Daria but again, it was a matter for later and she shut it to the side to focus better on Evian's hands on the single strap of her gown. She felt him pull it completely off her shoulder and down her arm.

With a smooth movement that boasted of commendable grace, Daria assisted in Evian's goal by pulling her arm out of the strap so it fell off, bringing her gown down with it. The top part of her gown fell to Daria's waist where it bundled up while her tits were now totally exposed to Evian's hungry stare.

In a split second, one of Daria's nipples vanished into Evian's mouth following which a good portion of her large breast followed.

"~Ahhhnnnn~"

Feeling the suction with which Evian sucked on her during which he ticked her nipple with his tongue, Daria let out a moan as she arched her back against the door behind her, inadvertently pushing her tits even harder into Evian's face.

The part of her breast that had not yet disappeared into Evian's mouth pressed into his face so hard it seemed like it aimed to suffocate him but at the level of physical improvement he was at, lack of breathing was merely an inconvenience to Evian and it was an inconvenience he could certainly endure just so he could have his face surrounded by the sheer wonders of an ample bosom.

With one breast in his face, Evian felt he would be remiss not to pay attention to the other so he reached for it, grabbed it, and squeezed it all so his fingers could sink into the mammary goodness. He kneaded for minutes and then grabbed her nipple with two fingers to pinch hard causing a jolt of pain to travel all over Daria's body.

Pain turned to pleasure and the gasp Daria let out came out in such a raspy tone that when it reached Evian's ears, his rod seemed insistent on bursting free from the confines of his pants. Already, it had created a noticeable bulge that appeared hard enough to shatter boulders but Evian continued to suck.

It didn't even appear like an indulgence but rather like a compulsion and then Daria felt his mouth dislodge while her body started to hike up the door.

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The room she had dragged Evian into was used for storing supplies and as such, it was small in width but like many rooms and halls in the Sanctorum, it was tall. The architectural design of the largest Church in the Verlice Kingdom and maybe even the world was made with the intent of having (surprise!) a surplus of space.

Anyway, it did not matter how high Evian raised Daria, her head would still not hit the ceiling. Her hike up the door stopped once her legs were on Evian's shoulders and her crotch was right in front of his face. When Evian's head went under the cover of her gown, Daria knew what to expect and was already moaning while raising one of her hands above her head to press against the wall.

Meanwhile, Evian took a long whiff of the delicious scent of Daria's inner thighs. A mouth-watering aroma that was only intensified by the juices she was already letting out in her excitement.

Interestingly, it took Evian's tongue stretching out and taking a delicious long lick of the smear of her juices for Daria to take note of just how much of it there was. In all of her excitement and humping against Evian's body all through their intense make-out session, she had not taken note of just how excited her lower half was.

Evian licked his way to her center. Her underwear, flimsy as it was, was already damp and it took one energetic bite of the strap for Evian to pull it free of his lover's privates so her pussy lips, plump and vibrating ever so slightly with desire could be presented to his hungry mouth.

He stretched out his tongue and took a long lick of the lips; pulling them apart and getting at the actual entrance to Daria's pussy in the process. He tickled at the opening before making his way in slowly and deliberately.

As he began his exploration of Daria's insides while her inner muscles clenched around him like they were constricting around his cock, Evian implemented a technique that seemed almost inhuman in implementation and saw him give delicate, delicious, deliberate attention to her clit sending a whole different thrill all over her body, driving her to jerk against the wall and use the counter force to push her crotch even harder into Evian's face.

Evian accepted the push. His nose truly delved into the wonders that were her nethers while his tongue delivered pleasure that was quickly sending Daria to the edge of an oncoming climax.

She could feel the coming wave. It threatened to rob her of any control she had. It threatened to get rid of all her inhibitions and to that, Daria had a simple answer; 'Do what you must!'

After months without Evian's touch or machinations and being so busy with proving her worth and place in the Church that the thought of self-pleasure was almost completely wiped from her mind, Daria welcomed a climax. In fact, she craved multiple and hoped at the end of it all, she would be nothing more than a silly mess absolutely fucked-silly by her man.

Evian could feel her tremors from deep within and when they translated into minor spasms that charged through his body with an electric thrill, he smiled against Daria's pussy, angled his tongue where it should go, and stroked that particular erogenous zone until he heard the telltale moan that warned of the incoming flood…

"~OH Fuckkkkk~"

… A flood Evian welcomed with his mouth acting like a stopper that accepted every drop of Daria's discharge and guzzled it down like a man suffering from years of thirst. He guzzled down and enjoyed the taste of Daria's cum like it was divine juice and with how his body rejoiced and every one of his lascivious senses roused with desire, it might as well have been.

Daria's moan was not all that loud. Even as her climax raged through her, she kept mostly mute because she knew -hoped- that this was merely the beginning and there was more to come.

There was.

When Daria finally came down from her high, Evian lowered her and placed her gently on her feet while dazzling her with a crooked smile. Daria returned it in kind, grabbed the fastener that held his pants up, pulled it free, and finally set her lover's raging rod free of his bounds.