Tower of Valni: Raunchy Edition
By: KellyCRocker59
Chapter Twelve: Saleh
Saleh sat against a raised pillar, naked body slightly cold from the tower's stone. He flipped through a magic tome, studying the pages. How he wished he had someone to study with. He thought about Prince Lyon, and how grand the magic he had harnessed was. The sage would give anything to speak with the necromancer.
Suddenly, a burst of darkness filled the room, and there the prince stood, a smirk on his face.
"Y-You...Prince Lyon." Saleh gasped.
Lyon nodded.
"Yes. Your desire to learn from me has guided me here."
Saleh smiled in joy.
"Yes. I have many questions for you. Please, sit down."
The prince sat beside the sage, noticing the sage's bare, toned chest and limp manhood surrounded by brownish hairs. Saleh didn't notice Lyon's wandering eyes; he simply closed the tome and set it to the side, turning his attention back to the prince.
"The power that you possessed; how did it feel to have so much?"
Lyon smiled.
"It felt great. Like I was in control. I felt like there was nothing that could stop me."
Saleh nodded in understanding.
"Yes. I can't imagine what it might have felt like. Could you describe the feelings that went through your body?"
Lyon's smile grew mischievous.
"Well, I could describe it. Or I could just show you."
The prince's clothing disappeared like smoke, and he gripped Saleh's legs, pulling the sage toward him. Saleh moved with the other man, wanting to know the true power that was stored within the necromancer. Lyon positioned them so that their legs were hooked over the other's, sitting pressed against one another.
The two magic-wielders gripped their manhoods together, and slowly began to move their hands along the shafts, pumping them both at the same time. Both men moaned as pleasure rushed through their bodies, Lyon reaching over with his free hand to pinch Saleh's nipple, leaning his head down to lick and suck on the nub.
The sage gasped out the prince's name, wrapping his own free arm around the man's shoulders. The two men began to sweat lightly, Lyon finally pulling away from both of Saleh's nipples to lean back and enjoy their ministrations. Both men were soon panting, Saleh not believing the rushes of pleasure that were flowing through his body.
Suddenly, Lyon gritted his teeth and a rush of dark magic soared through his body, exemplifying the erotic sensations. He sent a burst into Saleh, and the sage cried out, arching his back and falling against the prince as the pleasure shook his body to an uncontrollable extent, his body craving more.
Lyon continued to allow the darkness to flow through both of their bodies, his mouth opening slightly and causing him to gasp out the sage's name. Saleh found himself getting closer and closer to his climax, until finally he cried out and semen flew from his shaft, coating the two men's chests in the sticky substance. He found his body limp as the darkness multiplied his orgasm by ten-fold. Lyon, used to the amazing feelings, climaxed without going limp, semen jetting forth to add another layer of sticky whiteness to their flesh.
Saleh collapsed on the ground, and Lyon sat there smiling. The sage couldn't wait to learn more about the dark magic.