[M4F] Assistant to the Dark Moon Sorceress

Recent events had overall been a blur for Asher. He had been looking for work, albeit mercenary work, and had overall come up dry for a long period of time. Coin was running low, so he had thanked the stars when a previous employer had reached out to him with an opportunity. He had felt like things were finally taking a turn for the better, and while he wasn't wrong, he certainly hadn't expected where he'd end up.

It was simple- a Sorceress of a certain amount of renown needed an extra paid of hands. Someone that could handle a little physical labor, and overall was of passing physique- both of which he fit the bill for. Aiding experiments when it was needed, and being able to hold a conversation in the common tongue, both of which he was equipped for as well. Room and board provided, alongside generous pay, it seemed like a dream come true- an easy job for a sellsword, but not one he'd turn his nose up at, not in the slightest

So, of course he chased the opportunity and arranged introduction, soon finding himself inside the telltale wizard's tower, across from the very lady herself that had requested assistance. Unfortunately, being across from her had been a much more.....trying experience than he had expected. The woman herself was otherworldly in appearance, in a good way. Dark skin like the night sky, and waves of silver hair coursing down her shoulders. Bright eyes, inquisitive and clearly intelligent, and an air around her that screamed of refinement. All of which made her almost sinful body that much harder to not stare at. A thin waist, joined by wide hips and thick, pillowy thighs, and likely an ass that men would go to war for. Her chest was another challenge in itself- large, bountiful, and stuffed into a low cut collar that exposed a canyon of cleavage.

Yet, despite his clear admiration of her form in the most embarrassing ways, Asher had managed to fumble his way through making a good impression. Asked to return with his belongings, and that he'd be given a room of his own in the tower. And for the first few days, he had gotten used to being around her, and not making himself look like an awestruck idiot.

Until he found himself, sat in her study, in her chair, with the very Sorceress between his legs. Her top pulled down enough to free her breasts, which were currently oiled up, sandwiched around his cock, and bouncing against his lap, all in the name of "male essence extraction for a future experiment".

Which was a totally believable excuse, he just had to trust her.

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Woo! I'm apparently on a roll with the new prompts lately. Two in one month is a new record, I swear.

Anyway, hi! Hopefully the scatterbrained idea above made since to those of you that made it this far down. I have been wrestling with a dire bout of inspiration lately, thanks in part to one particular image that sparked this whole idea, and one I am very fond of.

All in all, this is your run of the mill fantasy type setting- magic, dragons, ghosts and goblins, demons and dorks that want to dick them down (Hi I'm dorks), that sort of spiel. However, this prompt will, obviously, focus on Asher, a slightly experienced mercenary who has had a rough time finding work, and his new "employer", the aforementioned Dark Moon Sorceress, as said in the title.

Which, speaking of, some clarification for her. What I'm reaching for, in terms of her appearance, is a dark skinned woman- as in, Drow skin tone. Dark Elf skin tone, where it's a few notches away from obsidian. If you need a gauge, and aren't sure what I mean by those past two examples, I'd recommend taking a look at Recluse from Elden Ring Nightreign. She is explicitly the inspiration for this prompt, albeit a piece of art of her that I came across, and that you can see on my profile alongside my introduction post.

That being said- I am totally open to other appearances. The above is just a suggestion, after all, so swing with whatever ya got!

Ahem, anyway. Busty Sorceress trope, to be short. One, who in the name of her research, often finds herself in various states of undress in tandem with her new assistant. Totally not sketchy and holds up to scrutiny, right? For all that it's worth, perhaps that is her actual intent, and having a fresh source of male essence (Read: Cum) is something that's surprisingly helpful. Or, the more fun option, she's just using her work as a pretense to get into his pants, being rather pent up and admittedly horny due to the typical "magical person isolation" sort of thing. Either way, it'll be a smutty time between the two.

That's not to say I don't want to build up their relationship, though! Romance and complex feelings are fucking hot, okay? Especially since she's clearly more than just her looks, though I do imagine they help her get ahead when applicable.

Anywho! As for Asher, his race is left vague for your preference! I tend to drift between human, wolfboy, and bunnyboy for my characters, so if you'd like a little more animalistic spin (ears, tail, potentially knotted dick if wolf), feel free to ask! Past that, though, I imagine him as more of the handsome type, if that makes sense? Dashing rogue, over bulky barbarian. Still a little muscle tone, but overall more lithe and agile than a powerhouse and bulk.

As for kinks and limits, I'm super varied, but to be short on the favorites- I enjoy titfucking, facefucking, breeding, messy cumshots, facials rough sex, light pain, teasing, dirty talk, mild name calling/pet names, magic used for sexual means, light hearted scenarios, and plenty more. Just ask if you aren't sure!

My limits are fairly standard, as well. No gore, vore, death, bathroom play, abuse, cheating, the word daddy, hyper sizes, and low effort replies. Easy stuff to avoid.

All that being said, I hope this (admittedly too long at this point) post was an enjoyable read! If you're finding yourself interested in what I've got here, please, don't hesitate to reach out. I'd love to hear whatever ideas you might have, or what you liked about the mess above!