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Hmmm. Maybe I should see how things are now that I've logged in. Several would be understandably hostile to my presence. ...^^I'm not entirely sure how much of that is Richter and how much is me.
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“That’s it,” Richter nodded, supporting himself by the elbows above Elizabeth’s head. He thrust as deep as he could, penetrating her intimately, giving her a show of what she’d miss in the morning. He hoped she would come back, that she would trust him with her pristine body again. He felt that, despite everything, he wasn’t able to appreciate it enough.
#{ YES I HAVE RETURNED }#{ I had Elizabeth holding it for almost two weeks I'm sorry }#magnificentmarshal#nsfw
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Richter breathed deeply between each thrust until he established a rhythm, dragging his weight over Elizabeth’s until he was close to her face. His gasps struck her turned cheek, and he could feel her nipples rubbing against his chest. “Look at me,” he grunted, licking his lips.
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“Be still,” was Richter’s only response as he sat up, tying Elizabeth’s already bound wrists to the headboard with another sash. His time with her today was limited to the afternoon, and he wasn’t going to put it to waste. Not when they were safe from prying eyes.
When he finished, he proceeded to disrobe, shrugging his coat over his shoulders and removing his underclothes. He looked down momentarily to measure his hardness, and nodded promptly. Then he looked to Elizabeth, who made her yearning for him clear. He was sure he felt the same, but his power lied in his restraint.
Until now. He dove in, kissing her deeply and stroking her torso, running his thumbs over her nipples.
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Normally, he would have said something against that. However, he appeared young. I’m older than I look, he wanted to say but decided against it.
“Mikleo,” Stating his name in return. Honestly, he didn’t have a place to stay. However, he only just met this Richter fellow. “I don’t have anywhere to stay really, but it’s fine…” Looking ahead, he figured he would just stay in this forest area. Unless he could find a cave or water front area.
“It’s not,” Richter said gruffly, shaking his head. “It’s an inn. I’ll see to it that you’re fed and bathed and sheltered. You’re not the first one I found in these woods.” Plenty of his guests were like Mikleo, people stranded in the woods until he found them. Combing the forest was almost the entirety of his everyday.
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…This was why she didn’t like talking to Richter. He was always so stand offish and it was hard to actually speak with about the Vanguard with him. Despite being a founding member, Richter always seemed like he didn’t even care.
“I’ve heard him answer those questions already.” Marta grumbled. “I wanted to hear the answers to my questions from a second person, to get another point of view.”
“I don’t see why my perspective is so important to you,” he replied, setting his glasses back. She wasn’t as malleable as Richter thought girls of her age would be, and he foresaw trouble in that. He wouldn’t want her foiling her father’s plans, or his, for that matter.
His only choice was to oversee her performance himself.
"Perhaps reviving a dynasty sounds lofty for you?” he suggested. “Or you want to keep away from the bloodshed?” One would think that he was showing kindness to a child, and maybe that was what he was doing. Any other method would be...unproductive.
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Richter looked at Elizabeth carefully, hiding his joy at her approval. He swelled with pride at the thought that he could please her in his small ways. Were it up to him, he’d make her happier, give her a better life than what she had now. And if that meant getting a better life for himself, he’d do it.
He leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on her lips before resuming his work.
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Richter paused to clear his throat. Normally he would oblige without a second thought, but something in him, or her, made him stop. He watched her curiously, one eyebrow raised, and smirked. Hopefully she’ll visit him again soon enough, and they can find out more then.
Hey, the night was still very young.
“As you wish, mistress,” he whispered, and pulled her thighs higher, allowing him to thrust deeper.
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Refusing to answer, Richter placed his weight over Elizabeth, pinning her to he bed. He resumed kissing her on the neck as he rocked their bodies, his hands moving to caress her breasts.
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When Richter felt her hands on his skin, he swiftly pulled them away. He smirked at her, “We can’t have these wandering.”
He turned, and laid Elizabeth’s back on the bed. Straddling her thighs, he unraveled his sash and tied it over her wrists. He meant to take absolute control of her this day, whether she liked it or not.
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*hugs you real tight* would you please send this to the first 10 people in your dash? Make sure someone gets a hug today and stay safe! (づ◕‿◕)づ
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He searched her eyes for hesitation, and found none. Nodding, he bent over, pinning her thighs to his, and entered.
The lubricant certainly helped. The tightness was welcome, the heat sublime. He took in shallow breaths as he pushed, laying his head down against Elizabeth’s chest, kissing her skin.
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Colette blinked in confusion, surprised by the other man’s surprise. It was like he hadn’t expected her to sense him coming up on her. Besides the strange feeling she got from other people–she could also hear him coming miles away. Ah, the benefits of being an Angel.
Actually, that thought along with the man’s request surprised her. Yes, she got questions about her cruxis crystal on occassion but no one had asked for it before.
“I’m sorry, sir,” Colette said brightly, “But I can’t do that.”
Richter huffed sharply, and his eyes narrowed. Of course she wasn’t going to to simply offer it to him, hence why he wanted to catch her in an ambush.
He had wanted to use as little force as necessary, so he spoke, “I won’t ask you again.”
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A smirk tugged at the corner of his lip as Elizabeth sat on him, and he pulled her hips against his, revealing his hardness underneath his clothes. Placing a hand on the small of her back, he latched his lips onto her neck and sucked, proceeding to mark her as his.
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“How dare you order Master Richter around!” Aqua huffed. “You’re just a malak!”
“A what?” Richter looked aside to her.
“Malakim,” replied Aqua. “And centurions are far better than them!” She eyed the inhuman boy sharply, “This one’s just a weakling compared to me.”
“I thought centurions needed monster servants to fight for them,” Richter commented, earning a squawk from Aqua. “This one looks like he’s capable of fighting on his own.”
He turned back to the boy, lowering his sword halfway. “You’re asking for the town, which means your not from here.” That eliminates the possibility of him being a local, but not the one of this being an only-time encounter. “If information is all you want, it’s a few minutes south. Or, I can take you there.”
「ユ」ー Order? He didn’t recall doing such a thing. The only thing he did was actually straightening up their misunderstanding, and stating that they meant no harm. Yuuki doesn’t understand what made her so agitated while they haven’t done anything. But then again, he never liked making enemies, so he’ll just leave her be for now.
“Please don’t refer to me with that name anymore. I’m officially written as a Seraphim in the Celestial Record. Calling me Malakim would cause some misconception with other people.” He noted. After all, he wanted to preserve what Shepherd Michel had written.
「ハ」ー “… Well, anyways… you were right, we’re not from here. In fact, we came from a land faraway from here. It’s called Glenwood, have you ever heard of it?” Haguma scratched his cheeks. Everything about these people screamed dangerous, and he didn’t want to linger around with his life threatened every second like this. Best he cleared their misunderstanding and part ways.
“Is the town straight south from here?” He was really reluctant to go with someone so scary. In fact, he wanted to get away as fast as he could now, but he didn’t want to get lost again and who knows whether they’ll find someone who knows the direction again.

Glenwood. Rather obscure place, but one he had not visited personally. “Not directly south,” Richter answered, ignoring Aqua’s indignant sounds. “Go a little east first.” Sighing, he lowered his weapons completely but did not sheathe them. “However, since I’ll be returning them as well, it might be best if I took you there myself.”
“Master Richter!” Aqua made to protest, but said nothing else.
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“Understood,” Richter nodded, slowly pulling his fingers out. He figured that he’d prepped her as best he could.
After lubing himself and growing hard again, he secured Elizabeth’s hips to his thighs, inhaled deeply, and slipped his tip inside. “Tell me when it hurts.”
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I have emerged from Dragon Age hell
...momentarily.
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