Inspired by a “review”that@tawneybel did a while back. Please check her stuff out!
Also, please forgive me for the quality! I love writing, but smut is NOT my forte, despite my desires to take a crack at it. Still, I hope you enjoy it XD
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He knew not the number of times he died to the feral, lanky, scimitar wielding she devil known as “The Dancer Of The Boreal Valley”. All he knew was that if he died one moretime, he planned to bring a step stool next so that he could shove his foot way up her ass!
The battle started promising… But then, they always did. As tall as she was, The Dancer was deceptively fast. Lurching forward, hunched as she moved. The heels of her metallic boots loudly clicking across the floor. Slow, deliberate. And when he’d charge in to shank her heels with his claymore, the she beast would pivot on her heels and smack him across the room with her enchanted scimitar.
Five minutes in (a new record), and the frustrated knight struggled to stand. All out of the refreshing, life rejuvenating estus he kept in his flask, the knight watched helplessly as The Dancer descended upon him. Standing up, her back bending far back as unnaturally as the rest of her moved. Preparing her sword to chop him in half for what felt like the billionth time, the frustrated knight could only sigh in frustration. A half hearted chuckle escaping his lips at how ridiculous the situation was.
“So, do you do lap dances?” he snarked
Right as she started to swing her sword, The Dancer froze. Something that the knight did not expect. Not justbecause he didn’t expect anyone to take such a sarcastic tone so seriously. All this time he assumed his opponent, alluring though she was, had the mind of a feral beast.
Before he could even ask her if she understood him the entire time, the towering scimitar user aimed the tip of her sword right at his neck. A threat that might’veworried him, had he not died several times before.
“Hsssher-RAGHHRRLL!!” the Dancer snarled
Okay, so she’s “kinda” feral… thought the knight, frustration returning in full force, Six of one…
When she brought her sword back to impale him, the knight, thinking that maybe she wanted him to repeat what he said, decided to indulge his opponent.
“I-Iasked if you do lap dances!” he called out to her once more
He watched her movement with fascination. The way her head tilted in confusion, how her hips swayed when she shifted her weight. Tapping her foot, knuckles pressed into the side of her hip.
“L-Lappff…Danssss…” the Dancer repeated, sounding annoyed by the remark, slurring her words with boiling feral rage
Smirking underneath his helmet, the knight thought that maybe there was a way to win after all! Who knew that it would be through negotiation?!
“Y-Yeah!” he insisted, trying not to get too excited, “You’re the Dancerof the Boreal Valley, right? We’ve been fighting all this time, and I haven’t seen you dance once-”
In the blink of an eye, her large helmet was inches away from his own. Crawling now, leaning in with one hand pressed against the floor.
Right…Deceptivelyfast… thought the knight, goosebumps marching down his spine
The edge of her flaming sword caressed his neck. When she hissed, he could feel her breath through the slits of his helmet. The chill of winter air seeping through, along with the fading scent of honey and lilacs.
“Gr-rrrRRR-LAAAAP D-DANSSS?!” she bellowed, her booming voice causing the whole room to shake
“Oh, come on!” he shot back, “With a sexy body like yours, how could I not think that?!”
“S…Sexxx…eeee…?” the Dancer repeated, head tilting again
The knight started to blush. Admittedly he did find her physically attractive, though that part he didn’t mean to blurt out.
“I-I mean, y-yeah! You’re… Y-You’re kinda cute…” he bashfully told her, with his frustrations creeping in, “Y’know, when you’re not trying to chop me into-”
With a flick of her wrist, the Dancer hurled her sword to the far end of the room. Then she reached out with her hand, and shoved the knight onto his back. Watching her creep up to him on all fours made the inside of his helmet feel hot.
“Mmmm…” she cooed, reaching with her hand, pinning his back to the floor
With her index finger, she traced a line from his chest down to the crotch of his leggings.
“W-What are you-” was about as far as he got before she ripped a gaping hole in his pants, exposing his throbbing cock
“S-SSseXXxx-eEEeE…” the Dancer gasped with pleasure, gnashing her teeth together behind her helmet, droplets of drool seeping out and coating his cock
Her hand lashed out like a viper. Grabbing him by the cock, she pulled him closer. Gently stroking his excited member as she reeled him in and tucked him under her crotch.
Fearing that he might’ve bitten off more than he could chew, the flustered knight said, “H-Hey, n-not that I-I’m not e-enjoying this… But, m-m-maybe we s-should slow down-”
“UurrrRR-RREGHRL!!” the Dancer hissed, slamming a fist down inches away from his helmet, causing the floor to buckle and break
Then, she uncurled her fist, and tucked it behind his helmet. Prying it off his head, she then reached for her breast plate. When she removed it, she giggled when she saw his eyes bulge.
“N-Nowww…” she hissed threateningly, grinding against his body, causing her large, perky breasts to jiggle and bounce, “L-LAAaaAAppff DannnnsssSSS!”
Personal recommendations for Dark Souls characters to get you started. Focusing specifically on Dark Souls 1 because I remember that game more than the other two.
Dark Sun Gwyndolin (Archer, magic user, and has snakes for legs)
Seath the scaleless (betrayed his fellow dragons, went brutally insane trying to find a way to make himself immortal.)
Crossbreed Priscilla: Large woman, half dragon (Seath’s daughter), wields a scythe, and can go invisible (she’s also been trapped in a painted world for eons by herself, so more than likely she’s very lonely… wink wink)
Capra Demon: Strong enough to wield two slabs of metal at once. Clearly does not take “no” for an answer
Dark Dragon Kalameet: Big dragon with telekinetic powers.
Chaos Witch Quelaag: Giant fire spider lady who just wants her sick sister to get better, and will happily kill anyone who interferes with that.
Other quick recommendations from across the series: Knight Ornstein, Sister Friede, The Pursuer (literally a stalker), Flexile Sentry, Mytha the Baneful Queen (Lore says she gives good head), Demon of Song, Nashandra (She has two forms, both are hot), Dancer & Vordt of the Boreal Valley, High Lord Wolnir (Lord of the bone-zone), Pontiff Sulyvahn, Aldrich Devourer of Gods, and the Twin Princes.
The Dark Souls series has lots of beings who are giant people, and even monsters. Sorry, I hope you don’t mind, I just love the series so much I can’t help but gush.
Tawney: Gush all you want! I love learning about new monsters.
Gwyndolin: If he wants to have sex with you, tell him to take the mask off. I’m more worried about someone getting poked with it than the snakes.
Seath: Technically not a scalie.
Priscilla: Well, the family’s open to monster-human relations, so that’s good?
Capra Demon: I am lowering my leggings as we speak.
Kalameet: If he wants to procreate, then would I still give live birth or would he make me lay eggs?
Quelaag: She actually has a good reason to be nude.
Ornstein: Probably a loaded furry who commissioned that armor.
Sister Friede: Are nun kinks as common as priest kinks?
Pursuer: He must be a damn good one with that heavy looking armor.
Sentry: Think of all the hugs, aw.
Mytha: Yeah, I can see that.
Demon of Song: Something, something, “frog in your throat.”
Nashandra: Having a traditionally pretty form and a macabre form will make you popular here. XD
Dancer: But does she give lap dances?
Vordt: “A former Outrider Knight of the Boreal Valley who has degraded into a feral beast.”
Wolnir: He cantakeme to the Bone Zone.
Pontiff Sulyvahn: Pontiff? He is the Pope of Tall People.
Aldrich: So… a blob monster that disguises himself as a pretty boy? Yeah, I’ll go for that.
