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Diablo 3: Smut	By : Riddle_of_Stars Category: +A through F > Diablo III Views: 21321 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"I never did thank you properly," said Leah. "You know, for saving uncle Deckard."
Hahn ran some calculations in his head. Given that Leah had come to his personal quarters in the inn to give her thanks, and that she had shut the door behind her upon entering, he estimated a seven in ten chance that "thanks" in this instance meant sex.
"Hardly! The man needed saving. Doing the right thing hardly requires thanks."

"That's what I like about you," said Leah, taking a step forward. "You pretend to be vain and self-absorbed, but you're a good person at heart."
"Is that all you like about me?" He said with a smirk. She was still walking towards him, and had officially entered his personal bubble as he sat on the bed. Nine in ten.
"You have... other qualities I like too." She was smiling, and her face was inches away from his. Ten in ten.
She grabbed the front of his shirt, brought his mouth to hers, locked their lips together. She tasted sweet, and their tongues met in quick passes. She pushed him back to straddle him, and his mouth moved to her neck, teeth and tongue working together to make her gasp a delighted gasp.
She pushed him back, looking him in the eye. "I know about you; practically the whole town does. When I heard the moans and screams coming from your room, I said to myself "I need to fuck whoever causes women to make noises like that."'
Hahn grinned, staring back at her. "So my reputation doesn't offend you?"
"Hardly. It intrigues me."
Hahn propped himself up, bringing his face to hers. "Then let me make love to you like you have never known."
He rolled her over on her back, deftly unlacing her body while flicking his tongue over her ear.
"Let me help you experience things you have never experienced before..."
She writhed under him, her body cresting in gentle waves. Her blouse soon disappeared, exposing a modest but shapely pair of breasts. The wizard's mouth went to one of her nipples, playing with it with his tongue. One hand snaked into her pants, and she gasped when his hand found her clitoris.
"What do you prefer? Clitoral? Internal? Both?" He whispered, moving his mouth to her other breasts.
"B-both... both are good..." Leah gasped.
Hahn slid down her body, til he was kneeling at the foot of the bed. He slid her pants off of her legs in a smooth motion. Her legs and cunt were shaved smooth, and the lips of her pussy glistened with her arousal.
"Has anyone ever kissed you here?" He asked, licking the inside of her thigh.
"No..." she whispered, her hands moving to coil in his flowing back hair.
His tongue moved from her thigh to her clit, and his finger eased it's way into the folds of her pussy.
"Oh my heavens... that feels incredible. Please, Hahn, whatever you're doing don't stop..."
He ate her pussy with gusto, tongue and fingers working in tandem. His tongue danced up and down, left and right across her sex; he spelled out his name with it, one letter at a time. Her hands were white-knuckled in his hair, and when she came, her hips bucked against his face.
"That was... incredible. Why don't more men do that?"
Hahn rose from his knees, moving back towards her. She kissed him, tasting the wetness of her own sex on his lips. A low moan of arousal vibrated across their lips as she tasted her own cunt.

"They are afraid, perhaps. Or simply inept. I am neither."
He stroked his hand across her smooth stomach, eliciting another moan.
"So it seems like I'm completely naked, and you're completely clothed. I'd like to fix this." She said, toying with the laces of his shirt.
"Oh? What will you do to earn it?"
Her hand drifted to his tight leather trousers, stroking the bulge within.
"How about I return the favor, and go down on you?"
She pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the smooth musculature of chest and midsection. It was, without a doubt, the most delightful torso Leah had ever laid eyes on. She kissed his collarbone, his chest, his abdominals.
Her hands undid the laces of his fly, and his cock sprang out, inches from her face. He was kneeling on the bed, and she was on her hands and knees, ass high in the air.
"I like you in this position... perhaps later, we should try – mmmm...." his words were cut off when he felt her mouth descend on his cock, taking it down to the base in a single stroke. Her tongue spiraled around his shaft as she descended, flicked against the head when she came up.
He put a hand in her hair, and gently rocked his hips in time with the movement of her mouth on his shaft. He wasn't fucking her mouth; he was making love to it. His other hand slid over her backside, reaching to stroke her pussy from behind.
"I want you inside me... please."
The rakish wizard grinned.
"As you wish.... stay right where you are." He stood up, and moved around behind her. She was still kneeling, ass high in the air. She wiggled her hips a bit, presenting herself to him, and giggled.

"Is my sexy wizard going to take me from behind?"
He lined the tip of his cock up with her pussy, and ran a hand along her back.
"I do believe he is."
He slid his cock into her, slowly, savoring every inch of his entrance. Normally, he liked to take women on their back when he first entered them, to see the looks on their faces when his cock filled them. Fortunately, the large mirror that hung from the opposite wall of the room was providing that privilege quite nicely.
Hahn stood with one foot stretched down to the floor, the other up on the bed. He watched Leah's reflection gasp with delight as his cock slid into her. She watched the expression of bliss roll over her lover's face as her pussy entrapped his throbbing member.
"Heaven, we're sexy," said Leah, tossing her short hair out of her face to get a better look. "I wish I had two of you, so I could suck your cock while you fucked me."

"I wish I had three of you, so I could finger the other two while I fucked you," Hahn replied, his cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt.
Leah stroked her body with one hand, propping herself up on the other. "I would totally fuck a second me. She could lay right here, and I could lick her cunt while you took me from behind." She grinned and closed her eyes, imagining the fantasy.
"Say, Leah... how do you feel about having your hair pulled?"
"Is there anyone who doesn't like it?" She purred, a mischievous smile on her face.
"In my experience, no." And with that, Hahn grabbed a fist full of her short hair, pulling her head back.
Leah's eyes were locked on the reflection, her personal sex show. "Oh yes, baby, ravage me, make me your slut, make me scream like your other whores..."
Hahn increased his pace, slamming his hips against her with clockwork precision and animalistic fury. One hand twined in her hair, the other grabbed ahold of her slim waist.
"Does it turn you on, thinking about all the women I've been with?"
"Yes! Yes! I love the thought of all the women who've touched you who've sucked your cock, who've had their pussies split by you! I want to be one of them! I want to be one of your whores, one of your fuck dolls, another conquest you've ravaged..."
Hahn switched his grip, grabbing each of Leah's arms behind her. Her knees were still on the bed, but he supported her weight, balancing her small frame against his.
"Then look at yourself, slut, and look at me. Watch as I take you, make you mine...." They both watched their reflections in the mirror; Leah's chest was thrust forward, her tits bouncing with each of her lover's thrusts. He was tall and lean and confident; she was pale and slight and enraptured.
"Yes, master, yes! Take me, take me, take me....!" Leah's words gave way to an orgasmic scream, her whole body shaking with the force of her climax. His cock continued to thrust into her throughout, prolonging her orgasm. Each second rolled by in slow motion, wave after wave of pleasure rocking her body.
Their fucking continued through the night, and Leah's screams echoed through the streets of New Tristram. She wanted everyone to know that she had taken a new lover, a beautiful, talented lover, and her ecstasy with him was unparalleled.
Leah was on her back, Hahn kneeling atop her. one of her legs on his shoulder, the other pinned beneath his. He fucked her with short fast strokes, one hand on her clitoris, his hand matching pace with his cock. She came, again, for the sixth time that night.
"I want to see you come. I want you to cover me with your seed...." Leah moaned, coming down from her orgasm.
"Funny you should mention that; I would rather like to cover you with my seed, too." Hahn pulled out of her pussy, and moved up to straddle her chest. Her hand grasped his manhood, and she began stroking him. He, in turn, stroked her hair, his eyes locking with hers.
"Do you really want it? Do you really want my cum?"
"Yes, master, I want to feel it, I want to feel your hot cum splash across my face, my chest, my hair...."

Hahn arched back, and Leah was struck by the beauty of him; her eyes traveled up his body, across his rippling abdominals, his pectorals, watched the waterfall of his hair fall down his back. Every muscle was tense, alive with the energy of sex, and he threw his head back to the sky as he came.
The wizard made a noise that was half a moan and half a roar, his orgasm having built over the extended period of their lovemaking. His seed splattered over her, drenching her face and hair. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to taste him, and felt the heat of essence across her skin.
He looked down at her; he was of the firm opinion that women never looked so beautiful as when they were covered with his semen, with the possible exception of those who were actively having sex with him. He leaned down, kissed a clean spot on her forehead, and grabbed a towel from the side of the bed. "That was wonderful. Let me give you a hand cleaning up."
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