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Date Posted: 10:02:33 03/27/02 Wed
Author: Marz
Subject: Nearly spinning out of control
In reply to: Rowan 's message, "Ahh, youth" on 02:30:32 03/26/02 Tue

Upon entering the chapel-like room, Marz felt a rush of heat course through his body. The air seemed to be heavily charged with sexual energy that aroused him a little more with every breath he took. A number of lustful thoughts filled his mind; the idea of engaging in lewd sexual acts with this companions being the most predominant one.

As he watched Tia move to the altar, he began to imagine her naked body lying upon it, her eyes begging him to ravage her. His hand tightened around his sword hilt before he slammed the blade into its scabbard. He took two steps toward the altar then stopped when he was nearly consumed by the desire to rape Tia before sharing her with his friends.

Marz squeezed his eyes shut and bit down hard on the inside of his cheek until the horrible impulse subsided. He never raped anyone in his life, and wasn't about to start now! Kanet and many of the other thugs in Bizmar got off on taking women against their will, but true sexual violence never appealed to Marz. A little playful bondage was enjoyable at times as long as all parties involved agreed to it.

During his years as a male prostitute, Marz was sexually abused by a few very perverted customers and he didn't enjoy the experiences one bit. A married couple, who happened to be powerful mages, had even used spells to shock his body. Seeing someone quivering in pain before them was the only way they could become aroused.

Marz forced down his ugly urges and turned away from the altar. When he opened his eyes he saw Tristan sipping the red liquid from the fountain while Rowan stood nearby, trying to suppress laughter as he watched him. Marz ran forward when his lover collapsed then turned a heated gaze on Rowan. His hands flew to the elf's shirt, tightly clutching the material as he pulled the man closer. "If you ever goad him into something like this again, I'll kill you!"

After shoving the elf away, Marz dropped to his knees and pulled Tristan into his arms. He was not prepared for his lover's passionate kiss that immediately aroused him again. Tristan's sudden aggressiveness made his senses reel. Engulfed by intense animalistic desire now, Marz viciously tore the dragons' shirt right down the center. When it fell open, his hand slid over the smooth chest while the kiss deepened into something more savage.

Marz was barely moved by the feeling of pure evil that suddenly washed over everyone in the room. Extreme lust blocked out any fear he might have otherwise felt. Aching need drove him, his hand quickly loosening the front laces of his lover's pants before it slipped underneath the material to caress bare skin.

He angered slightly when Tristan pushed him away and pressed his head against his chest. Marz clenched his jaw, embracing the dragon tightly while trying to suppress the erotic passion that was running rampant within him. Thoughts of taking Tristan by force entered his mind, and he fought to ignore them. "I have to get away from you for a minute," he whispered, his voice shaking.

Marz pulled out of the embrace, shot to his feet then ran into one of the darkened alcoves. Panting heavily, he leaned back against the wall, desperately trying to gain control of his emotions. When he heard evil laughter fill the alcove he knew that some hideous demon or devil was at work in the catacombs, attempting to make them succumb to madness.

The prospect of encountering a parasite from hell didn't bother him because he had dealt with a number of such creatures when he went off to retrieve Eremis' soul from the devil's storage room, deep within the recesses of hades. Killing a minion from hell was extremely difficult but not impossible. Already he looked forward to ending the evil reign of whatever it was that taunted them in the catacombs by filling them with feelings of lust and violence. Thinking about engaging in battle with a fierce demon somewhat helped to tame the wild sexual urges that continued to plague him.

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