He cooked pressing his clothed genitals on her arse, she reciprocated and frankly purred, his arm slinked around her waist, hips and bust, he touched her all over. They cooked the fish, adding a variety of vegetables from corn, to beans to broccoli, coconuts, carrots and others. Eating on two plates, at some point her butt just sat directly on top of his pelvis, and she would spoon feed him, she then changed her attack to be from the side, her breasts squishing into his side to give different sensations. The food eating took longer than it needed to, and she recommended they brush their teeth which she did. Pomegranates and garlic had been fed to him to be all that more horny, her eyes stared into his, the glow giving him extra virility. Hunila lay him down, putting dick between breasts and squeezed them, going up and down with perfect pressure. She smiled just to make the effect more tantalising.
“Wow…” he said, spasming as nerve endings produced electrical signals all across his body.
He shot his load all over her chest, and she licked the mess, giggling gorgeously. She laughed again, as she felt the smooth shaved pelvis while she slotted her pelvis on top of his. He noticed the pubic hairs now, some of them stained in his cum. His virility was like that of a barbarian, and she became more elaborate in her wavy riding methods, determined to squeeze everything out of him. She rode him in the reverse cowgirl and he couldn’t get enough of it. He shot his semen inside of her again. And that would continue again, and again in various positions. Finishing with him cumming inside of her on their bedsheets, rubbing his penis on her vulva for his ultimate time of the night, finishing in a missionary. Despite all the excitement, Hunila had the last laugh standing up and giving his penis a good night kiss and suck, before the both of them washed off the sweat and fluids, cleaned their bedsheets and went to sleep. He slept like a man who had been knocked out, she kissed his head, sleeping by his masculine body, pressing up against him, and puckering him with kisses, giving him a hickey on the back of his neck. Giggling internally with a smile as she hugged him.
That way they’ll know you’re mine.
She slept self satisfied, comfortably, with the most self assured smile possible.
He woke up the next morning, utterly relaxed feeling a head bobbing up and down, she smirked when she saw him awake, her eyes did not glow, but they were glittery purple. Her tongue rolled around his penis, and she increased the pace, Madakos noticed her smooth hair going back and forth as she continuously sucked and licked. She paused.
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“I’m sorry for glowing my eyes at you,” she said, “I hope you’re not mad.”
“It’s alright,” he said stroking her hair.
His balls were a sperm factory, she purposefully licked and sucked them before she carefully and caressingly extracted the cum from the end of his dick. His eyes rolled at the sweet sensation, she showed the sperm in her mouth, smiling satisfied, she swallowed, and very shortly after took a swig of water before giving him a kiss on the cheek. Hunila looked deep into Madakos’s eyes, and he likewise stared back.
“That magic was something else, care to explain?” He said, scaring her a little, but he then softened, “I mean it made me awesome, and I felt godly levels of relaxation, but what is that?”
“Us Shadow Elves have that ability, it’s a charm ability, it takes a few things into consideration, like mutual feelings and magic strength and makes the affected go berserk with lust, I wanted to cement our relationshi-”
He exchanged the longest kiss, hugging her tightly before picking her up and putting her down again.
“It’s cemented, I am yours and you are mine,” he whispered, “You have glued me to you, and not just sexually.”
“And me you,” she said.
She gave a proud smile, he kissed her head, and she blushed, she blushed further when she noticed the hickey on the back of his neck. Patting his bottom and then hugging him frontally, pressing her body without regard.
This is the best. She thought.
They made a simple breakfast, Madakos realised his magic was all over the place. He doubled his magic abilities to include 10 super constructs, Hunila got 5 in total as did Tamura. The morning was chilly, Madakos provided for fires.
“We will be making all of you Warlocks!” Madakos said, “every single one of you.”
There was an awed public. Whispering hubbub that bubbled over into more excited cheers. Many of the Shadow Elves looked at Madakos with excitement. Korax smirked at Hunila for multiple reasons. In the meanwhile, an elder volunteered to take Zira, forgoing mana and being inundated with the new magic system, he was given extra Zira just to test whether he could still grow things like before; and he could, with that he nodded, and others mere seconds later opted for the same. Like a mass baptism, people queued up to get their Zira, receiving donations to build up constructs, until eventually, there was not one Esim or Ena clan member who did not have Zira. The island was small, and Madakos looked at everyone and wondered something very basic.
Should we just stay here? It’s not like anyone will harm us. But I suppose after a while we’ll inbreed too much. What should the Warlocks do?
Hunila used abundant Zira magic to make a velvety sofa, which they both sat on.
“What about the other Shadow Elves?” Korax asked Madakos and Hunila.
Tamura pressed the same question, echoing her man’s concern. Madakos scratched his head and looked to the calm ocean before him.
Is it wise to doom the other’s? What if I am truly a calamity and they die with me, surely I should spare the others from my effects. But if I’m not, if I am their saviour, dooming them to live without Zira could lead to other terrible consequences. Either way by making a decision, or being indecisive, I irrevocably change their fate.