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 The Evening Harvest

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PostSubject: The Evening Harvest   The Evening Harvest EmptyMon Jan 28, 2019 9:44 pm

The evening sky was painted orange by the setting sun as a figure stalked next to the road leading between settlements. The skulking figure was a slender woman clad in grey cloak the hid most of her that hid most of her features; the only thing exposed were her long nails, painted black with a pink heart on each of them.

She continued to creep along the roadside under the cloudless sky and all the wildlife kept their distance from her, some; some even fleeing in terror before ever seeing her. Occasionally, she cast a glance behind her to see if anyone else was coming up the road.

As the sky turned dark and the first stars started to emerge, finally she spotted what she was looking for. Four humans had set up a campsite. A rough looking man clad in metal armor sat as he tended to a broadsword. A younger, pretty looking man in leather armor was tending to a fire. The third was a beautiful woman with long flowing hair, that wore modest clothing that failed to hide most of her curves. The fourth was some sort of mage that was entertaining the woman with some simple parlor tricks.

The lone wander licked her black lips hungrily as she eyed up the party. Silently, she advanced toward the travelers. Slowly and carefully, the cloaked woman crept closer and closer; the sound of her footsteps masked by their idle conversation and laughter.

As soon as she was within striking distance, the armored man suddenly leapt to his feet. "Back off, bandit!" He roared, alerting the others as he swung his weapon at her. The lone woman lashed out, her sharp nails sliced through the blade with no resistance. Her other hand stabbed into his armor just as easily and she pulled him into a kiss.

The warrior shoved her away, but stumbled as part of his soul was ripped out of him by her mouth. The man moaned as she testingly chewed on his spectral essence.

"Midara!" The mage cried out as he let loose a fireball. The woman's nails had no more difficulty shredding the spell then they did metal.

The pretty boy pulled two daggers from his belt and rushed the attacker. She simply grabbed his wrists and pulled him in. He flinched and closed his eyes before the oncoming collision. Instead of the headbutt he was expecting, he felt something soft press against his left eye. The midara released him and he backed away. The man panicked when the kissed eye refused to open; having be sealed shut with an imprint of her black lips.

"Anthony!" The woman called out in concern as the rogue was shoved aside into one of their tents.

"Begone, temptress!" the mage yelled as he threw himself between the damsel and the midara. A blast of lightning knocked his opponent back.

As she stumbled back, the armored man rushed her. The midara pivoted on her heel, spinning around the charging warrior and grabbed onto his back. She pressed her dark lips against the back of his head. The man fell to his knees as more of his soul was pulled from him with her kiss. Another blast of electricity forced the midara from her victim.

"Are you alright, Gregor?" The mage asked as he helped his companion back to his feet.

"I'm fi- ahh!" Gregor cut off with a moan as he collapsed to the ground. The midara's tongue played with his soul, shoving it around her mouth as if it were just a piece of candy. The sensation it was forcing him to feel was indescribable. The torment finally ended when she swallowed her food. Gregor was left past out.

The mage turned to the midara in rage, but he was too slow. The attacker was already on him, and pulled him into a tight embrace. He tried to cast a spell to free himself, but was interrupted by the woman shoving her tongue in his mouth.

"Mark!" The woman of the group cried out as she attacked the midara. But she was no fighter and her feeble strikes could do nothing to stop the cloaked maiden from siphoning her friend's soul away.

When he was finally released, the mage tried to cast another spell, but only managed to conjure some fizzling sparks. The midara taunted him with a blown kiss before knocking him out with a backhand.

"No! Stay away!" The helpless woman cried as she tried to run, but it was futile. She was tackled to the ground by the cloaked woman. The human was flipped onto her back and could do nothing as the hooded figure descend on her amble bosom. The woman couldn't stop moaning as the midara suckled her breasts.

The half blind rogue finally extracted himself from the tent in time to see the midara finish with his female companion, whose bountiful bosom had been rendered flat.

With an angry roar, the last man standing charged at the midara, but was abruptly stopped by the temptress shedding her cloak. She was completely naked, bared for the world to see. Her figure would have been considered modest even by human standards. Her pale skin glowed in moonlight, which seemed highlight her black lips. Short messy chestnut hair rustled in the breeze, and deep red eyes stared through the man before her.

Anthony was literally paralyzed by the sight, his whole body suddenly as hard his sudden erection. Black lips lifted into a smile as the woman closed the distance between them. She gave him a quick peck before shoving the man onto his back. With a casual grace, her nails shredded his pants and left his manhood exposed.

Her black lips engulfed his lower head. The midara sucked, and sucked, and sucked. The man could do nothing but cum as his soul was pulled out of him through his dick. With a content sigh, the soul eater pulled away, leaving the head of his penis permanently stained as black as her lips. With one last peck to his pecker, the midara got up and retrieved her cloak.

With a cheery wave, she left the camp without a word. She may have accidentally trampled the human woman's face on her way out. The midara smile back as she savored the taste of the defeated groups souls. Humming merrily, she crept away to look for her next meal.

After all, the night was young, and there so many more souls for the Reaper to harvest.

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Yeah, felt like writing something, and remembered Reaper was a thing I made awhile ago, but I don't think anyone has done anything with her yet.
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PostSubject: Re: The Evening Harvest   The Evening Harvest EmptyWed Jan 30, 2019 7:33 pm

Oh yeah, almost forgot about the Reaper. Kinda wanna fight her now! XD

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PostSubject: Re: The Evening Harvest   The Evening Harvest EmptyFri Feb 01, 2019 9:31 pm

Oh my lord, I forgot I had fallen in love with this character— I desperately hope to see her in action in more things, rping against her would be a dream

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