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♡ An Incubus, A Paladin, And Their Princess ♡

Artist: @kkekaart ♡

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“He fought valiantly at her side, her dragons above them safeguarding their city. Never once did he stray from her side nor she from his.”

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𓂃₊ ⊹ Breeding The Princess

─ ♡ Summary: It was like she was in heat, like she couldn't get enough, “Plea~se~ nah-need y- yo-you… Please-” She was whining now, pleading with him, begging him. Even though her hands held him firmly to the floor, she was the one at his mercy.

─── ♡ Pairing: Zevlor x F!Tav/OFC

─── ♡ Content: NSFW - Breeding Season - Breeding - Creampie Galore - Filled To The Brin

“I-I~ f-fu’neeed mor-re” she pushed all her weight into him, toppling him down to the marble flooring, his cock never slipping from her sopping wet depths.

Her hips bounced up and down, faster and harder.

Her breasts swaying rabidly with each movement.

Zevlor could feel how her velvet folds clenched around him, could feel her muscles working his cock- desperately trying to milk him for more of his seed… for all that he was worth.

Zevlor was exhausted…

They had been going at it for what felt like hours, and if he didn’t have back problems now, he was sure that he would get them by the end of the night. But he didn’t mind, it’d be worth it for her.

Lofn was so beautiful, and the way she was riding him was more intoxicating than the alcohol that spilt on his tongue earlier.

“M-my dear, I- I-“ His legs trembled with each bounce, his voice was shaky as his eyes struggled to focus.

But her eyes, oh her eyes, they were full of lust, desire, and need. Her body glistened with sweat, and her skin was flushed with the most gorgeous pink hue. as his own was… If it could get any more red... The only thing keeping him awake- keeping him hard, were the waves of pleasure coursing through his much older body. The Paladin was almost afraid of passing out while she was still using him, “I am old you kn-hah-know?” He half chuckled, half groaned with every thrust, but Lofn did not stop.

It was like she was in heat, like she couldn't get enough, “Plea~se… My Zevlor~ nah-need y- yo-you… Please-” She was whining now, pleading with him, begging him. Even though her hands held him firmly to the floor, she was the one at his mercy.

She was so hot, so warm and tight… Zevlor had long forgotten about the grand event they had slipped away from, how her wonton moans could probably be heard from down the hall. He just couldn’t bring himself to care… Though he couldn't help but selfishly fantasize- hope that arrogant mage on the council was just outside these doors, listening to the woman he loves moaning and pleading for a foulblood's seed…

Lofn's breathing was heavy, laboured. Her words, her pleas, her whines, her moans and gasps, were music to his ears, and he never wanted it to end.

Zevlor saw how she was biting her lower lip, how she was rolling her hips in small circles when she came down.

He didn't want to cum, didn't want her to stop riding him, he wanted her to stay there- on top of him, forever. She had unlocked a feeling he thought long passed. And by the gods, he would give her anything, would do anything for her to continue to want him. Though, he feels- knows that she will continue to want him, to desire him, just as he desires her.

His hands reached for her hips, his thumbs stroking the soft flesh, and her body shuddered. He could see it, feel it, as her orgasm built up once more.

Zevlor sat up, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, holding her tight to his chest, keeping her nice and pretty on his lap, “Tell- tell me again- m-my light…” His voice was breathless as he thrusted up into her- that meaty tip of his pushing his previous load deeper inside of her, “please, tell me what you w-ah-nt-“

His hips relentlessly slammed against hers, his hands holding her in place, as his cock buried itself to the hilt. Her pussy molded to the shape of him, snug and wet- as it should be, as she was made for him.

Oh how he watched her, admiring the way her head rolled back, as her mouth gaped open in a silent scream. How her eyelids fluttered and her eyebrows pinched together.

She was breathtaking.

He could feel the mixture of his seed and her release squirt from between them, dripping down their legs and onto the flooring.

When her eyes opened, her pupils were so blown that the blue of her irises were almost non existent.

Her hands found his face, holding him gently as she caressed him, a drunken smile spread across her lips, “Need you~ Need your love, your cummm~ Wan’- want- h-have mn’more children-“ Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were watery, “Y-your children, please myy love.” She met his eyes, those eyes she could always get lost in, and pressed her forehead against his. Their breaths were shared before their lips met, kissing deeply, and passionately.

But his brain was having a hard time processing everything. Children? Did she say more children?

His heart stopped.

He wasn't sure he had heard her right.

More?

She wanted more?

From him?

Him?

An old, battle scarred man, with more years behind him than ahead of him.

And yet, and yet she was sobbing, clinging to him, wanting him- needing him… Begging him to breed her like some- some broodmare… Her hips unrelating in their movements.

In one swift motion, he flipped her onto her back against the cold flooring, and continued to rut into her, pounding her, taking her- his hips a blur of motion.

The room was filled with the sounds of her voice, moaning and gasping, and his name. His name on her lips was heaven, it was paradise.

It didn't take much longer for him to spill into her, his hot thick cum filling her once more, his balls pulsing, as the pressure of his release had him shaking, his legs trembling, his tail curling.

Lofn cried out his name- she could feel it, how the thick sticky heat of his seed pooled inside her, how her tummy distended, as he filled her- gushing past the veiny cock that tried to seal it all… He was quick to silence her, his mouth hungrily claiming hers, his tongue plundering the cavern of her mouth.

He would give her more.

He would give her many, many, many, children.

As she wished, as she desired.

Emptying the last of his seed into her accepting womb, her pussy clamping down around him, milking him, trying to draw out as much seed as she could…

His hand found her thigh and carefully he brought it up, his thumb tracing gentle circles as he maneuvered her leg over his shoulder.

She was insatiable, and it was driving him mad, in the best ways.

He stayed, staying buried deep inside of her, her walls fluttering around him, and her pussy pulsing with her orgasm…

Her body was calling out to him, and he could not refuse.

His hips pulled back, and slammed against hers.

He knew the night was far from over.

Zevlor had a lot of seed to give, and Lofn was the one to take it.

He was going to make sure that his beautiful princess was properly bred, and that her belly was filled with his child- no- many, many, children... Her body was his to worship, and he was her willing servant.

And little did Zevlor know, his selfish thoughts had come to fruition… That damn mage, Caelum, who had eyes for the Thayan princess was indeed standing just outside those doors. His fists clenched, and his eyes were full of fury as jealousy consumed him.

How could she choose that disgusting filthy mongrel over him? Had he not given her everything? Were their times in bed not pleasurable? Gritting his teeth, Caelum’s fingers twitched, magic was already pooling within his hand…

But the guard beside him, the one who had escorted him, cleared his throat.

That's right... He wasn’t alone…

Though his anger did not subside, Caelum turned his gaze to the guard, the look he gave could kill.

But the guard only returned his look, his eyes glancing towards the door that was keeping the mage from Lofn.

The guard had the same blood that ran through his veins, a lowly filthy hellspawn. It was Lofn’s brilliant idea to bring in a few of the refugees from Elturel to Thay and give them… purpose…

And Caelum, the high born purebred elf, the one who should be above such filth, the one who should have been between her thighs, was forced to walk away, forced to leave his precious princess in the arms of a foulblood.

She deserved better. She was an angel, an empress, a trained warrior… a goddess among men, and yet, here she was- fucking some tiefling, breeding like a common whore.

Glancing back, Caelum glared.

She deserved someone who could keep up with her, who could match her stride and skill… Someone young like her instead of a man who was already close to deaths door..

As the night began to still and the moon was at its highest peak, a Paladin and his princess lay in the embrace of their afterglow. Their bodies entwined, their breaths soft, and their hearts beating as one while they slept. They were both exhausted, completely and utterly spent. Her body was sore, and her pussy was full of his thick seed, the rest slowly leaking from between her thighs.

The door creaked, and the light from the hall spilled into the room revealing Korgus and Aedric, both dressed in fine garments.

“Seems like we found the missing Princess,” Aedric smirked, his eyes glancing around the room- a mixture of clothing strewn across the floor and the smell of sex lingering heavily in the air, “And her faithful Paladin...”

Korgus snorted, “It would appear so…” He said, watching as their chests rise and fall in their sleep, noticing how Zevlor held her protectively, “I bloody hate to admit this but, he’s proven himself to be a good man- and a fine “shield” as the people named him, of Thay.” He paused, a small smile gracing his features, “He truly cares for our princess- for your sister, and would go to any lengths to see her safe and happy, no matter the cost... As any of us would, or should do. He would put his own life on the line for her... Even if it meant the end of his days, I don't think he would hesitate.”

“Mm” Aedric hummed in agreement, closing the doors and shrouding the room back in darkness, allowing the two their well earned rest.

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⋆｡˚୨୧ Caught ୨୧˚｡⋆

Summary: Just as the guard enters the room and opens his mouth to deliver the message, his voice falters as he takes in the scene before him. His eyes widen as he sees her spread legs, the thick, hell tainted shaft plunging into her soaked and stretched pussy, her face flushed and her expression clearly one of bliss...

₊˚⊹♡ Pairing: Zevlor x F!Tav/OFC

₊˚⊹♡ Content: NSFW - Creampie - Kissing - Caught Mid Sex - Fat Cock Zevlor - Nipple Pinching - Stretched Pussy From Big Cock - Babbling Zevlor's Name - Pleading - Lactation

Original Where Aradin Catches Zevlor <- Don’t have to read for this

Her soft moans filled the room as she rode Zevlor's cock, her warm walls tightening around him with each bounce, his perfect fiendish cock filling her completely, stretching her in all the right ways. She could feel how his tail curled around her ankle possessively, pulling her just that tiny bit closer as she slid down his length once again.

And the way his mouth parted to allow him a deep groan as she rolled her hips against him, pressing her clit against his pelvis- against those ridges that adorned his body, making her whole body tingle before pulling off of him again.

“Zevlor...” Lofn whispered, her breath hot against his ear, “Y-You feel so good- I- aha~” She gasped and shuddered as she felt the bold ridges of his cock catch against her sensitive opening, her nails biting into his shoulders as she continued her desperate movements, his name leaving her lips again and again. Trying desperately to feel more and more of him, even as he pressed up into her with his own needy bucks, their lips meeting for a heated kiss.

Her head swam as she bounced harder, faster, the opulent couch rocking with each movement. Zevlor just sat there, letting her use him, his eyes fixed on her while his hands roamed along her body- squeezing and stroking at her curves before eventually settling on her breasts. Rolling her nipples between his nails, sending electric shocks through her body and making her drenched pussy clench around him.

His labored breaths mixed with her own as he gazed up at her, his hand leaving her breast to her cheek, a thumb caressing it softly, “Y-You're so beautiful, my light.” his other hand leaving her nipple to hold her lovingly, “I- I cannot believe how lucky I am- an old soul such as myself to have you here with me…” 

Lofn smiled, cupping his face in her hands before pressing her forehead to his, gazing into his eyes, and slowly grinding against his length, “And you a-are so ha~ handsome, my love.” Her own thumb stroking along his aged cheek, feeling every bump and imperfection, “And I feel as if- as if though I am the luckiest wo-woman alive to be with such a man.” 

Zevlor chuckled softly, guiding her movements with his hands as he thrust up to meet her, “I’m the lucky one I fear, having such a young woman- a princess like you on top o-of me,” his voice filled with adoration.

She could only giggle softly as she kissed him again, her arms wrapping around him tightly, pulling him close as their pace picked up, their kiss becoming more frantic and desperate, the both of them panting and gasping between each breath. As her tongue met his she could feel him trembling, his hands gripping her tighter, his nails digging into her flesh… And she could only do the same, her arms tight around his neck, holding him as if he would disappear if she were to let go.

Zevlor was the first to break the kiss, his eyes screwing shut as his head fell back against the couch. 

Lofn knew that look all too well. She knew that he was trying to hold on for as long as he could…

“Please~ my husband ~ M-my Zevlor’ah- Don’t hold-“ She nibbled his the point of his ear, “n- c-cum for m-“

A knock on their chamber door shattered the moment… “My lady, I have a message from the Queen-“ 

“Mragresham…” Zevlor cursed lowly, his hips painfully still, his cock pulsing and twitching inside of her. Lofn whined, her body trembling with need…

It was one of the guards that had been stationed outside their door.

After a few moments of silence, the guard spoke again, a hint of worry in his voice, “My lady? Are you-“

As Lofn reclines playfully away from Zevlor, her face sparkling with mischief as she teasingly bites her lower lip. A lock of hair falling across her face as she looks at him, her body glistening with a layer of sweat... 

“Don't,” Zevlor warned, his grip on her hips tightening. He knew her well enough to sense her intentions, the thrill of getting caught with him- the outsider who was not fit to even kiss her feet… She lived for him, this he knew… though he still couldn’t believe it, but he also knew how this young thing relished in the chance to show him off- even if he was buried inside her.

Another knock sounded, the guard growing more impatient.

She moaned softly as her fingers pinched her nipples, teasing and pulling, her legs shaking as she held herself over his lap, the tip of his cock the only part of him still inside her, “r-remember when Aradin spotted us in the grove…?”

Before he could speak, Lofn sank back down on his cock, a low groan feral hiss leaving his lips. Her eyes glimmered with pleasure as she began to move again, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her back, and her lips parting in a blissful smile, “a-and we- you didn’t stop rutting into me, despite him being right there... the look on his face- so enraged- s-so jealous~ I- ah- I- loved that he s-saw you claim me~ a hellspawn making a child with the woman he h-had eyes for-“

Zevlor’s cock twitched- even grew at the thought… The memory was still clear, the sound of her pleasured cries that night… How Aradin had glared daggers into the back of his head through the bushes and yet Zevlor couldn't help himself- the thrill of knowing that trash adventurer was watching as he spilled his seed into her… Being watched had pushed him to a point beyond reason, overpowering him, the need to mark her as his own…

She could hear the guard outside, his armor jingling and clanking…

Lofn moved harder, faster, her breasts bouncing as she rode him, her body screaming for release, her hands moving to his shoulders to steady herself, her eyes half lidded as she gazed at him, her voice coming out in soft moans, “Let them all know~ Let everyone see and hear who I belong to- my love- m-my Zevlor~ My husband~ the father of my unborn child~”

“Lofn- haah- y-you will be the death of me- the absolute nm’end- of me-“

His hands held the back of her head, gripping her tightly as his thrusts matched hers, his breath heavy, his fat cock filling her fully, the head of it pressing against her cervix.

Lofn, with a blissed out smirk on her lips, beckons the guard, “Fu- Y-You may ent-er!!~”

The look Zevlor gave her was worth it as the door creaked open-

And Zevlor hastily tries to shield their intimate moment as best he can, his tail rising to protect Lofn's exposed breasts from prying eyes.

Just as the guard enters the room and opens his mouth to deliver the queen's message, his voice falters as he takes in the scene before him. His eyes widen as he sees the princesses spread legs, the thick, hell tainted shaft plunging into her soaked and stretched pussy, her face flushed and her expression clearly one of bliss.

Deapite Zevlor’s tail attempting to block the view of her breasts, the guard could see how her hard nipples stood erect... And how they began to leak small beads of milk.

The princesses movements were a hypnotic dance, her hips swaying seductively as she lets out a wanton moan, lost in the pleasure of the tiefling's touch. Her hands roaming over Zevlor's chest, tracing every contour of his devilish features with a hunger that borders on obsession…

She leaned forward, her voice a whisper for only her love, “Ha~ Harder~ n’need more~ let him know~ show h-him h-how you’re here to stay~”

With her breasts pressed to his chest, her breath was hot and heavy against his ear, her words driving him wild as her milky nipples slid along his torso, creating a mess between them, but that was far from her mind. The only thing she cared about was the way her husband moved inside her- how his hands held her close, how his eyes stared at her like she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Clearing his throat nervously, the guard struggles to compose himself, his gaze flicking away for a brief moment before returning to the captivating sight before him, “I- I- I- apologize my lady- and” he hesitated to say it, the words feeling wrong on his tongue, but the threat of angering the princess- of angering the Queen, was worse, so he said the word regardless, “my lord. I- I can return lat-“

Zevlor's voice was low, and he did not bother to look up, ”Stay.”

Lofn moans again, louder this time, the guard's interruption only serving to make the situation more exciting…

Her husband's command, however, made her clench tightly around him, a shiver going up her spine as her nails dug into his shoulders, “yes~!”

And with that Zevlor flipped her onto her back, pinning her to the cushions, his body pressing down into her, his hips pistoning, his cock reaching new depths within her, his hand moving between their bodies to tease and pinch her clit.

Lofn cried out as his pace increased, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer.

She could feel his tail move down her thigh, stroking it lightly before wrapping itself around her ankle to keep her nice and spread… The way her motherly milk continued to leak on its own caused his hand to move back to her breast, squeezing it possessively causing a stream of milk to spill- to spray over his knuckles and onto her belly. To show the guard who had made the princess a mother. That it was his seed that was currently growing inside her.

The guard swallowed, his body tense as he watched. It was difficult not to stare, especially since the couple's attention was so focused on each other. He could feel his own cock stirring in his pants, a heat creeping up the back of his neck... Until it became uncomfortable for his girth pressing against his armor…

Lofn writhed and twisted beneath Zevlor, her body arching, her voice coming out in needy, desperate moans, “M’yours my love! My Zevlor! Ah- haa- please~ more~ I-I need- need more- fa~ Love you s’much!”

Zevlor kissed her roughly, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he felt her body respond. Her tight plush walls clenched around his cock, her nails bit into his skin, her heels dug into his lower back, the way she moaned his name and begged him for more, hells… he wished he could put another child into her womb right then and there.

Even with his discomfort the guard dared not move- he would stand here and watch until the end. Even if it meant his own release would come untouched…

By the end of it, the princess had a milky mess upon her stomach and chest, the tiefling- her husband’s seed leaking from her well used pussy, her face flushed and her breath labored. She had a breathtaking dazed look in her eyes as she looked at Zevlor, a smile playing on her lips while his tail unwinded from her leg…

The guard stood there a few more seconds, his mouth hanging open before he snapped out of it, remembering why he was here, the words coming out in a rush, his gaze fixed firmly on the floor, “A-Ah- the queen has requested your presence in the throne room my- ahem- my lady and- um- and lord-“

Zevlor’s eyes found the man’s- the fog lifting as the words sunk in, his gaze meeting Lofn's, “Leave us.”

The guard nodded, and promptly left the chamber, his hand moving to adjust himself, the bulge in his pants making him uncomfortable...

Lofn sighed contently, her hand finding Zevlor's as she pressed her lips to it, gazing into his eyes, the bliss and adoration still evident on his features, a playful smile on her lips, a giggle leaving her, “You know you’ll see him again~ He's one of your guards as well.”

Zevlor sighed, kissing her forehead softly, “I am aware, I suppose I should start working on my apology.”

Lofn laughed, the sound ringing through the chamber like music, her arms wrapping around him, holding him close, the mess between them long forgotten, “You have nothing to apologize for~ they all need to know that you're here to stay, and that I will have no other besides you, my love-“ she kissed the tip of his nose, “my light, my husband~” and then a peck on his cheek, “the father of our child~ my dear Zevlor~” And then she gave him the most loving kiss upon his lips, ���My forever~”

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♡ Passion ♡

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Thank you so much it turned out wonderful!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

Love my baby girl and her man so much ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Commission for @dark-and-kawaii , of her lovely Lofn with Zevlor ✨

Thank you for trusting me 🙏

[You can find commission info here]

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♡ She likes the cute noises he makes when she tugs on his tail ♡

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✧˖° Salt In Our Wounds °˖✧

Summary: Immense heartache is never easy, but with Zevlor there, she knew that the pain would lessen... That eventually this sorrow would fade, and she would be alright, because he would always be at her side.

⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆ — Pairing: Zevlor x F!Tav/OFC

⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆ — Content: Heavy Angst - Betrayal - Miscarriage - Zevlor Being The Best Husband - Tears - Heartache - Bathing With The Best Man

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candles casting gentle shadows on the walls… The air was heavy with a silence that spoke volumes, but the faint scent of lavender permeated everything, a somewhat soothing balm against the ache in her chest.

As Lofn sat in the warm bath, the water lapped gently against her skin, her hair clinging to her skin like a heavy cloak, but the warmth did little to ease the cold emptiness within her.

Zevlor knelt beside the tub, his presence there was a comfort, and his gentle hands had a soothing familiarity to them that only love can bring. Cupping his hands into the warm water, he let the liquid trickle down her shoulders. As the water cascaded down her chest, Lofn closed her eyes. The warm kiss of the water against her body was pleasant, if only for a moment…

He watched her, the love of his life, the light in his heart, and his soul ached as he saw how devoid of life she was… “My dear,” Zevlor whispered, his voice thick with emotion, the tip of his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face before gently caressing the iridescent scales that adorned her temple.

The soft caress against her, the tender touch of his hand, Lofn turned to look at him, her blue eyes glazed with a film of tears... And he, her Zevlor, looked at her with the softest, yet most heartbreaking gaze- a smile so warm yet filled with the same pain she felt.

She felt like she had failed him…

And yet, as she gazed into his eyes, she knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she never could…

His hand held hers, their fingers intertwined, and his thumb traced tender circles over her knuckles. His tail lay limp, lacking of its usual vitality, as he focused entirely on tending to his wife…

The silence between them was heavy, laden with unspoken grief and shared sorrow. It was the second time they had faced this heartache, the hope of new life slipping away before it could truly begin. Lofn's heart felt like it was breaking all over again, the weight of loss pressing down on her like a suffocating shroud…

She felt a tear slide down her cheek, the coolness in contrast to the warm water that surrounded her. Zevlor leaned forward, his lips softly brushing the trail the tear left, before pressing his forehead to hers. His horns softly scraping against her while nuzzled into her.

“The gods have cursed me,” she murmured, her voice barely audible above the gentle ripple of the water, “I ride dragons,” her voice a mixture of bitterness and disbelief, “I conquer lands, defeat elder brains and I am of Thay blood… I can do all these things, yet I cannot bear another child.” Her words were laced with frustration, a raw wound laid bare… “I fear I have failed you, my love... For what woman cannot carry a child for the man she loves more than her own life?”

Zevlor's heart clenched at her words, the pain in her voice cutting through him like a blade. She had already given him so much; a beautiful son, a loving home, a family that they both cherished, and a life worth living. She was a woman who was strong, and yet gentle, fierce and compassionate, a true Queen in the making...

He pulled back, bringing her hand to his lips and pressed a tender kiss to it- his eyes searching hers, “You could never fail me, my light... Please do not speak such things, for they wound me greatly, Lofn.” He kissed her hand again, his breath warm against her skin, and all she could do was let her head rest on the edge of the tub as he spoke, “There is not a soul on this planet that I have ever loved the way I love you.”

Lofn could see the sincerity in his eyes, the earnestness in his tone, and the tears began to flow freely down her face. He smiled, cupping her cheek in his hand, his thumb wiping away the moisture from her eyes, “We will always have our son, Lofn. Your handsome boy who already shows signs of being more like you than his old father.”

She smiled through her tears, but Zevlor could see the distance in her gaze, the way her mind wandered to places he couldn't reach. He knew he had to be her anchor, to hold her steady in the storm of her emotions.

Standing slowly, Zevlor stepped into the tub with her. The water shifting around him, but he moved carefully, not wanting to disturb her fragile peace. He settled behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close, his warmth a shield against the cold darkness that threatened to overtake her.

His clothes clung to his skin, soaked through from the bath, but he paid them no mind. His muscles tensed and relaxed with each delicate squeeze he gave her, a silent promise that he was there, that he would always be there… He pressed gentle kisses upon her shoulder, each one a promise of love and support… And his tail wrapped around her, resting gently on the place where their child had been growing only hours ago, the tip of it tracing slow patterns along her skin.

“The gods, especially Asgorath, could never punish you, for you not only have the blood of the ancient red dragon, but you must remember you have the blood of Astilabor too... You have the blood of gods, and you are their beloved, you have proven that many times... They will always love you, but never as much as I.” He nuzzled the crook of her neck, and then placed another tender kiss, his horns rubbing against her skin, a feeling he knew that she loved.

They remained like that for some time, her back against his chest, his arms holding her tight, the warmth of the bath and his embrace soothing the ache in her heart until he felt the steady rise and fall of her breathing as she slept.

Zevlor gently lifted her, holding her close as he stepped out of the tub to bring her back to their shared rom. His eyes fell on the crib, the empty crib he had handcrafted when she had first announced her pregnancy with their child… with their daughter. He looked away, swallowing hard, his heart aching.

But he did not falter, instead, he focused on the beautiful woman in his arms, her face relaxed in peaceful slumber. The bed dipped slightly as he set her down, her hair fanned out against the pillows, her skin flushed with the warmth of the bath…

No, the gods could never cause her harm… If they had cursed one of them, it would be he, the fool that he was… This was not a punishment for her, but for him he feared… He was the reason so many of his people died, the reason she had ventured alone without him at her side in the beginning… the reason their unborn daughter was gone…

Zevlor’s brow furrowed, if only he had caught it sooner, the tainted drinks Caelum had slipped her… Had he acted faster, maybe things would have been different, and his love would have been safe, their child still inside her womb, the promise of new life.

He removed his wet clothes, dropping them to the floor before slipping under the covers beside her. He drew her close once more, letting her hear his heartbeat and feeling her body relax as his arms held her safe and secure.

His gaze drifted towards the ceiling, his eyes following the intricate patterns...

He had failed her, not she, him…

Zevlor swallowed, the taste of his tears bitter as they slid down his cheeks. He couldn't hold them back any longer, the heartbreak of losing another child was more than he could bear.

He pulled her tighter to him, burying his face in her damp hair, the sweet scent of her a comfort against the pain. He knew then, that should the gods ever grant him a third chance at fatherhood, he would do anything, everything, even watch the world burn if he had to, just so she would never have to feel this kind of heartache again.

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♡ Devotion ♡

Their every touch was a verse of poetry carved in flesh, a visceral sonnet of their entanglement. Their bodies moved with grace, with each caress and clasp, scripting a love story in the very flesh they dared to entwine.

[dark-and-kawaii]

I just love how in love they look!!! You can legit feel the passion in this art piece xoxo ♡ ♡ ♡

When I tell you I was in awe when I saw this I mean I was in AWE!!!! Cinna babe, this is so stunning and just sooooo freaking romantic!!!

My heart is so full right now!!!

I legit can’t stop looking at it and UGHHHH AHHHHH!!!! My smile is so big each time I look at it!!! This was so much fun and such an honor to do this trade with you, beyond happy I got to do this with such a talented soul ♡ And thank you for trusting me with your story ♡

You are an absolute peach and I hope you never stub your toe again, and may all your food never be bland ♡

Please give Cinna all the love!!!

You can find the story I wrote for the talented Cinna HERE

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

Art/fic trade with the ever lovely @dark-and-kawaii 💕 Thank you for trusting me with Lofn and her man!! This was a blast and an honor to do for an incredibly talented writer 💜

[dark-and-kawaii]

♡ Bᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ♡

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⋆｡˚⟡⋆ In His Arms So In Love ⋆⟡˚｡⋆

As he held her against him, their bodies moving as one, he couldn't help but marvel at how well she took him each time. How his cock fit her perfectly, like the gods had crafted them both with the intention of them joining like this.

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Pairing: Zevlor x OFC

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Content: NSFW - Romance - Tender Love - Nipple Play - Lactation - Creampie - Tender Loving Zevlor - Comfort - True Love - This Is So Soft And Wholesome - Big Dick Zevlor - Stretched Nicely - He Knows How To Fill A Hole With All That Cum ♡

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Artist Credit For The Image @cinnasalmon ♡ ♡ ♡

He was enjoying her, the way she felt pressed up against his chest as she kept his lap warm with that pretty little ass of hers. The way she ground her hips into him, her slick folds dragging painfully slow against his length. His pre-cum and her nectar mingling together, painting her in his scent, and hers on him.

The way her breath was ragged and uneven in his ear while she called out to him, “C-commander~♡”

He liked the way her fingers felt, buried deep in his hair, holding him so close to her… As if she was afraid he would suddenly vanish...

Not a chance in the nine hells.

Not once has he strayed from her side since the events in Baldurs Gate, he swore to himself a new oath that he’d always be near. Even in moments when dread gripped his aged heart, fearing his end was near… Zevlor believed fervently that even in death, he would find a way to continue guarding her- to never be far and leave her alone.

Zevlor had her and he was going to keep her, no matter what…

Lofn was so petite in his arms, so delicate, that he was certain if he squeezed her just a little too hard he could break her. The way her body trembled under his fingertips as they roamed her soft skin, one squeezed her thigh tightly, keeping her spread nicely on his lap. His other hand had settled on her chest, where he massaged her breast softly and tugged on her perked nipple every so often.

Zevlor’s ears twitched as the sounds she made, his eyes locking on her flushed face. He saw how her mouth went slack, drool trickling down her chin, as she let out the sweetest of mewls, “N’Z-evlor~ ha~ ♡ I-I- aaahh~ nn~”

When he pinched and rolled her sensitive nipple between his thumb and index finger, tugging it away from her gently, he watched as the smallest dribble of milk spilled forth from her chest. As it slid down her chest, the milky white substance sticking to her smooth skin, he was almost tempted to lean down and taste it, to run his tongue over the trail it left and lick her clean.

Those infernal eyes found hers once more- their gazes meeting as she nodded weakly, “P-please~ I want you to~”

How could he deny her?

Zevlor leaned forward and flicked his tongue against the perky bud, a groan leaving his mouth as the taste of her milk graced his tongue. It was like the finest ambrosia he had ever tasted. With a low growl, he latched his mouth onto her breast, sucking and lapping at the milk that came forth.

As he did, he could feel Lofn tighten her grip in his hair, pushing him into her further, her body shuddering as his warm, wet muscle danced around her nipple.

All while she kept grinding herself on him, her body moving slowly and her movements shaky. Her walls were soaked, her arousal sticking to his fat cock, and each time her folds slid over his tip, she had to stop herself from sinking down onto him. Each time his cock grazed her clit, her brow furrowed and her eyelids fluttered closed. Zevlor heard her moans become louder and more frequent as she became impatient, eager to take him in. He could feel the wetness of her pussy grow, the fluids coating his cock and dripping onto his thighs…

… Zevlor’s long lashes flutter as his eyes drift up to the woman in his arms, and his mind races- his heart skipping a beat.

Gods above, she was the most gorgeous woman- the most beautiful soul- he had ever laid eyes upon. It nearly brings him to tears thinking about how blessed he is to have her- how lucky he is that the Gods allowed him to have her.

Even though he was older- had lived for many years and had been through so much turmoil- she made him feel young. He felt as though he were a young man again, who was experiencing all these sensations and emotions for the first time…

Life had never been easy for him due to his infernal heritage, society branded him as a hellspawn, unworthy of affection, a creature that should be chained and locked away. But to her, he was not some hellspawn, but rather a protector, a handsome man who deserved everything and more, the only man worthy of her heart. His horns, often seen as marks left by a devil, were to her but a beautiful crown that rested upon his head...

Lofn’s love for him made him feel worthy.

And Zevlor- a man who had lived so long without affection, a man who had resigned himself to the fact that he was never meant to know love… Was in awe when Lofn confessed her feelings to him back at the grove… A part of him had felt bad, thinking she deserved a much younger man, one of noble blood like she. But, then she’d express how no other man could ever live up to him, how no other man would ever compare or make her feel whole as he did…

A small, quiet whimper catches his attention- bringing him back from his thoughts. And he sees how her lower lip quivers as she struggles to get the words out, “mn’Z-Zevlor, please- I- I need you my love~” Lofn was having trouble keeping her words coherent, her fingers and thighs trembling.

That look in her eyes, those ethereal silver-azure irises that seemed to glow in the dimly lit room, was pleading, desperate, and oh so needy. His hands settle on her hip and somewhat swollen stomach, his thumb rubbing circles into her skin as his mouth left her nipple, a quiet pop being heard as her breast bounced from the sudden release.

With a deep rumble in his chest, Zevlor leaned back, the hand on her stomach coming up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, and he whispered teasingly knowing it’s what she enjoyed, “Speak clearly my darling, or do you need me to move inside you to get your voice to work again?”

Lofn was quick to answer him, her tone wavering, her eyes watery, “Y-yes~ please! I-I need you inside of me, need you to make me yours- again~ I want to be full of you- mmnnn~ I-I need you, Zev- Commander~”

His breath hitches, and Zevlor swallows thickly as her words- as she calls him by his title goes straight to his groin, his cock twitching and pulsating beneath her. It took everything in him not to throw her on the bed and fuck her into the next age… He had to control himself, Lofn was pregnant after all and the last thing he wanted was to cause harm to their unborn child.

With his hands still on her, he guided her onto his cock, their duet of moans harmonized as his thick head parted her silky lips and entered her tight warmth- stretching her deliciously. Lofn arched her back while he continued to help her down his cock, “Ahha~ Zevlor! ♡ it-it’s s’good~ so good, you f-feel- AH~!”

She could feel each ridge- each bump, as his cock was forced deeper into her, massaging her plush walls so perfectly. She could feel his girthy member stretch apart her velvety insides, making room for himself within her, and her body shook, her walls clenching and spasming as his cock rubbed against her most sensitive areas.

The sensation of her clenching around his cock made his head spin. And as he reached her deepest point, the base of his cock resting snugly against her dripping cunt, his tip kissing her womb, Zevlor let out a deep groan, “By the Gods Lofn, you-“ he couldn't help but moan, his breath shaky as he spoke, “-I- I love you, my dear heart- my light-“

“Zevlor~ I-I- love y-you too~ ha~ s’much, Z-Zev~ ♡ so m-much~ i don’t think I could make it with-without you here~ ♡ haaa~ m-my love, my protector, my Commander~ a-aahh~ ♡ n-now, p-please- m-make love to me- make me cum- make me yours, a-again~ ♡ and again, my heart.”

He could refuse her nothing.

His large hands gripped her hips, and he guided her slowly along his cock. Lofn could feel his tip rubbing her cervix, the pressure pushing her over the edge- her moans loud, echoing throughout their shared chamber, her head thrown back in pleasure as her eyes fluttered shut.

But Zevlor- oh, his eyes stayed locked on her, watching the way she looked as she was filled by him. Her scent- her sweet smell was intoxicating, always making his mouth water and his throat go dry. She was of noble blood, a princess- heir to the Thay throne… A formidable woman who soared through the skies on the back of a dragon, closer to the gods than most. Commanding and powerful, she exuded strength. Yet in these quiet moments alone, she was nothing more than a puddle of vulnerability in his lap, a mess of a woman- a beautiful and fragile doll that fit him like a missing puzzle piece.

Their every touch was a verse of poetry carved in flesh, a visceral sonnet of their entanglement. Their bodies moved with grace, with each caress and thrust, scripting a love story in the very flesh they were made from.

And as her breasts bounced up and down with every gyration, as her moans became a song in his ears, Zevlor was sure this was what the heavens must be like.

As he held her against him, their bodies moving as one, he couldn't help but marvel at how well she took him each time. How his cock fit her perfectly, like the gods had crafted them both with the intention of them joining like this. He watched the way her folds swallowed his cock, her lips stretched around him, and he could see her juices drip down him… It made his thighs tremble- his tail curling around her waist as the tip of it caressed where his child rested.

They were both oh so close to that sweet release, he could feel the way her walls fluttered and tightened around him, sucking him deeper- pulling him into her. the familiar tight feeling in his gut grew, his cock twitching and pulsing within her- the head swelling and rubbing her insides.

Her eyes opened as she gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, a weak smile on her lips as she saw the expression on his face, and her hand reached up, brushing against his cheek, and she whispered, her voice soft and tender, “Come, m-my heart, cum inside me- make me yours, a-always~ ♡”

And, he knew she was right there with him, ready to fall off the edge. So, with one final thrust, his hips rising up to meet her as she ground herself into him, he released inside of her- filling her to the brim, “Lo-Lofn.. ha-hngg-“

His hot and sticky seed shot deep into her, coating her womb- painting her insides white, the milky substance leaking from her as her body twitched and trembled.

As his orgasm rocked his body, his mind went blank, his vision fading to white, all he could hear were her sweet moans-her cries of ecstasy as his name slipped from her lips.

He could feel her walls pulsate around him, squeezing him- milking him for every drop of cum, and her legs shook as she came- her orgasm washing over her as her whole body tightened and stiffened, her breath stuck in her throat. His tail kept her from falling back, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, keeping her close to his chest, until finally, they both relaxed, and she collapsed in his arms.

Her head resting on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her breathing shallow, and Zevlor smiled weakly as he pressed a kiss to her sweaty forehead.

They were not merely lovers, nor were they but a couple- but rather a single soul, divided and given to two bodies, bound and fated to walk through eternity together. Forever connected- forever in love.

[dark-and-kawaii]

A Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss & Hᴇʀ Pᴀʟᴀᴅɪɴ

[dark-and-kawaii]

Look!!! Look!!!! My talented and lovely friend made me this for our art trade xoxo!!!! LOOK AT LOFN AND HER MAN!!! Ahhhh the colors are so pretty!!! Loving this so much!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

Art / writing trade that I made with my dearest @dark-and-kawaii There is princess Lofn and her paladin Zevlor 🩷 I hope you like it :3

Comissions info here.

[dark-and-kawaii]

[dark-and-kawaii]

don’t think you ever talked on this but is zevlor and lofn married or just together?

Awh this is lovely ♡ ♡ ♡

They are married ♡ Despite only knowing one another for such a short time, there was no denying their feelings. Zevlor truly loved her and he looked at her as if she were the only light in the world. Same with Lofn, she was enamored with the older tiefling, her heart belonging only to him, the only man worthy of her heart.

They got married just outside of Baldur’s Gate (before returning to Thay) by the water a few days after the events of the Elder brain fight. Their wedding was a quiet affair, intimate and sacred, witnessed only by her eldest brother Signa who united the two.

During their small ceremony, Zevlor presented his sword to Lofn, a symbol of his vow to protect her always. In return, Lofn offered her own blade, its hilt warm from her touch. This exchange was more than a mere gesture, it was a Thay tradition; it was a promise, a declaration that they would stand as each other’s shield, even when separated by distance ♡

Once the exchange was done, Signa handed the couple a small blade made from the tooth of the ancient red dragon, the very symbol of their family. Both Zevlor and Lofn made a shallow cut across their palms, the sting of the blade sharp, but a necessary rite, binding them not only in marriage but in blood. And as they clasped their hands together, their blood mingling, the warmth of their flesh sealing the two together- Signa wrapped their joined hands with a silken cloth, binding them as one.