- Chronicler X Rope (What Have I Done...)
- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bk94GCopbMk
- >Chronicler and Rope, lay, enjoy each other's company in the moonlight.
- >Chronicler smiled. "Rope, I... I think I'm ready to go to the next level"
- >It had taken Chronicler a while to reach this step. Dating rope was one thing.
- >Rope moved closer to Chronicler, they embraced each other.
- >Chronicler moved his hand over Rope, Smooth to the touch.
- >The night air sending chills down his spine as he took off his shirt.
- >"Tonight, we visit Odin... Together". His lips locked with rope.
- >His tongue, entwined with the golden strands.
- >Minute pass, before Chronicler surfaces from the passionate embrace.
- >Gasping for air, Chronicler manages to stumble out a few word.
- >"Tha-... Was...Incredible!". His gaze meets rope. Already, Carnal lust is taking over.
- >The moments pass in a blur, a haze of sensuality. Chronicler, laid bare before rope.
- >"...Are you completely sure about this?". He looks into rope and rope looks straight back into his eyes. As if caressing his soul.
- >Rope wrapped around chronicler pulsating manhood. Chronicler elicits a low groan of pleasure.
- >That would be all the response he would need. Allowing himself to get taken in the moment.
- >Rope massaged the length of chronicler. Slowly and tenderly, causing chronicler to let out a gasp.
- >Chronicler was now thrusting in time to rope. He could feel himself building up to the crescendo of this beautiful performance.
- >His smooth thrusts become sudden jolts and judders as he tries to hold on for just a couple more minutes.
- >Ecstasy wash's over his being as he unloads time and time again. Seed, covering almost every inch of rope.
- >He falls to his back panting. This was the best feeling he'd had in all his time in AiE.
- >After a couple minutes he had gained composure again and look upon rope.
- >He leans in and shares another kiss, his tongue fighting for dominance.
- >He leans back and a single strand of his still warm seed laces between his lips and rope.
- >Light from the moon dances on the strand, glistening in the magic of the occasion.
- >Chronicler gives an honest smile to rope. Before speaking;
- >"I can't be the only one to have fun now can I?" Chronicler spins himself around, presenting himself wholly.
- >"J-Just be Gentle?". He phrased it more like a question that a statement.
- >Using the natural lube, rope begins to pry open chroniclers anus with much salacity.
- >Chronicler instinctively pull away a little, although he then relaxes back into it.
- >Rope slowly starts to traverse Chroniclers ass caverns pumping slowly inwards and out.
- >This causes Chroniclers erection to stand at full attention again.
- >As rope went deeper the pleasure only intensified. Chronicler had start to rub his aching cock.
- >Rope stops for a second and Chronicler lets out a frustrated sigh. Chronicler looks back at rope, still half buried inside him.
- >"You need to go deeper!" With that rope dives straight back into it, causing chronicler to scream in pleasure.
- >It begins to traverse his entirety, like a full body floss. Rope going in one end, nearly coming out the other.
- >It was even pulling in even strokes for maximum cleaning. Chronicler was finding it had to hold back anymore.
- >He rubbed himself at the same speed rope ploughed his ass. He was going to lose control.
- >He came with the force of a thousand suns. Semen Plastering the tree in front.
- >He couldn't stop cumming, it was only increased when rope sped up.
- >After thirty minutes of none stop ejaculation Chronicler allowed the sweet envelopment of unconsciousness to grasp at him.
- >In his dreams he saw a place of wonder.
- >It was everything he could have wished for.
- >As he casually makes his way around the beautiful landscape a figure comes into view.
- >Chronicler shields himself from the power that he feels radiating off of the figure, unable to make it out yet.
- >"H-Hello? Who's that?" He stumble forward and the figure catch's him.
- >Everything begins to fade back to black, although he's able to make out the figures words before disappearing completely.
- >"I AM ODIN"
- >His eye-lids were heavy although he manages to lift them all the same.
- >It's daylight and he's laying completely naked in a field, in front of a crispy white tree, with a rope up his ass.
- >He begins to get dressed when he hears two voices from up the road.
- >It was Sorcanon and Anon. Both probably making their way to the 100th thread. Anonymous is crying like a bitch.
- >Chronicler rush's to get dressed and just stands to wait for them to walk past.
- >He can hear the conversation as they draw closer.
- >"- ally happy that it was well-received. Because I expected calls for my execution instead."
- >Sorcanon then focus' on chronicler, who's stood looking very sheepish.
- >" Uhm... Suuure. Eheh..." Chronicler looks down and suddenly moves and hides rope.
- >Sorcanon and Anonymous make their way un-phased, apparently they didn't notice.
- >Chronicler sits down on the edge of the path. Wincing a little at the rope burn he's acquired.
- >Smiling he embraces rope for one last time.
- >He had finally acted on his feelings. He had never been happier.
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