Awakening as a dark magician but being raped, the other party is too strong; since I can't resist, I'll just enjoy it.
Mia was awakened as a Dark Magician on the day she turned 15.
The scene was anything but pleasant. The brown-haired, blue-eyed girl was cornered by a tall knight in silver armor holding a heavy sword. His cold face was devoid of expression, and his icy sword pressed against her tender jaw as if to frostbite her.
The cold knight had asserted that Mia was a dark wizard ten minutes ago, and the next man was shivering at the other man's tundra-amber-like golden eyes.
She tried to argue, but the tall knight ignored all of it, just slightly raising his heavy sword that emanated holy light-
Trial-like pose.
Fear from within her soul whistled and swept through Mia's sanity. The dull young girl suddenly screamed and dissolved into the shadows on the wall behind her, the instincts of her dark wizard bloodline causing her to explode with the ability to run away in the presence of her natural enemy.
The continent of Cheyano has millions of races living on it, and dark magicians are just ordinary magical creatures. But unlike mages with intelligence and reasoning, dark magicians are more like magic's favorites, with an affinity for the elements that reach their peak after awakening and the use of their faction's spells engraved in their bloodline.
After their awakening, the dark magicians in the chaotic evil camp naturally possessed the characteristics of seduction and madness and were in complete opposition to the light camp.
But she's just a newborn dark wizard.
The sanity is not there; the man has not been passed.
The shadows on the walls flailed in fear like cats with their tails stepped on, tearing at the light in front of the knight, vibrating the walls in the corners, yet unable to escape the prison of the holy light.
The tall knight lowered his sword and sighed with some helplessness.
"It's still a newborn ......"
The petite girl was naked and curled on the soft, snow-white bed.
The body seems to be burned by flames. Mia's consciousness is not yet awake, and the magical rush of awakening makes her frown hard. The inhuman bloodline is gradually reviving.
When she dissolved into the shadow, her clothes dissolved with her body, and there wasn't enough organized magic to change them when she took form.
So, this young girl's young body was completely exposed to his view.
She was still small and undeveloped. Flower-like lips, thin and weak neck, deep-set collarbone, round and full breasts, a full waist, smooth and tender lower body, and sheepish and curled legs. The slender body lies softly on the slightly sagging large bed so people can't bear to disturb ...... but want to disturb completely.
The tall Paladin of Light had taken off his armor at the moment and was only wearing lined cloth armor. With his helmet off, he had a hard honey-brown face and short silver-gray hair, which made him look like a bright, big boy.
But the older boy was propped up on his side next to the naked young girl, holding a somewhat dangerous smile as he gently ran one hand across the young girl's white body.
The visual effect of the big honey-colored hand catching on her snow-white waist is simply foul. How hot his hand is, primarily... hot. This sleeping dark magician let out a pitiful whimper while half asleep.
Without the slightest hint of chivalry, the knight bullied his way up her entire body, forcing her to open her body by capturing her thin, limp waist with one hand while the other stroked upward to cover the young girl's delicate breast-pack.
Still a little girl now ......
The knight thought harshly, looking deeply into the girl's scarlet cheeks, his rough fingers playing with the young girl's milky dove-like breasts in a way that almost qualified as erotic.
Five fingers tightened and relaxed with force, palms rubbing the little pink tip, feeling it stand up a little, rubbing daintily against the cracks of her fingers. The young girl's untouched body had never been subjected to such bullying before, and she let out a low sob of resistance in her half-asleep state.
But what is the use of ...... crying?
The nasty, overbearing man buried himself heavily. He licked the young girl's white cheeks, and the hand caught on his waist logically rubbed the soft breast on the other side, two fingers kneading the pink protrusion that hardened at the top, pressing down to bully her.
Mia felt hard ...... and comfortable ...... what is this feeling ...... tingling pleasure spread from between the hot breasts being played with, so strong that it was hard to bear.
"Oo......" Her closed eyes unconsciously opened a little, hazel tears slipping down like stars, washing those blue eyes daintily and charmingly.
Snow-white arms pushed back against the hollow press of her chest, the hot, pulsing chest making her flaccid hands even weaker.
Realizing that the little girl underneath him had been awakened a little by the play, the knight licked his back teeth and bit heavily on her pathetically soft lips, securing the snow-white arms that had rejected his own with one hand on top of the young girl's head, his knees scuffing back to raise his body slightly, while his other hand irresistibly reached behind him to bring the young girl's quivering breasts to his face.
Kissed until she was suffocating, Mia looked up into those golden eyes in a daze, her hazel, tearful eyes seeing the hard lines of the knight's face coming close to her heaving breasts, pulling a somewhat wicked grin at her before her thin lips opened and closed. Her crimson tongue curled up over her nipple.
"Wooah ......"
Her breasts weren't big enough to be taken whole into her mouth on one side by the overbearing knight, the suction deep in his throat as deep as if he were trying to swallow the mound of soft flesh whole, tormenting the young girl to tears, and he badgered his tongue to circle the nipple, finally sucking on the hard bulge and pulling it as if sucking on a breast.
The other clump of breast flesh got the same torture.
The man finally had enough of her, and Mia was half awake.
The knight spat out the wet nipple with a "boop" and kissed her again as he covered her entire body, pulling back a bit of his cloth armor to hide his hot chest. The young girl's heaving soft breasts rubbed against the man's broad chest, and again, the sensation was too dense to hide from, causing Mia to let out a broken cry.
"What are you crying ...... uncomfortable?" A deep voice sounded against her ear, and the man's rough hands rubbed at her waist, circling her upturned buttocks with some suggestive meaning.
Consciousness was awake, but sanity had not yet fully returned.
Mia's cheeks flushed at the kiss, her delicate breast packs tingling and numbing under the man's malicious treatment.
It seems like ...... isn't very obnoxious about it ......
"Mmmmmm... comfortable..." the young girl moaned in a nasal tone, answering the knight's unsuspecting question honestly.
There was a slight pain in her jaw as the man bit her sharp, delicate jaw, forcing her to open her eyes and look at himself.
The knight's cold, hard face was now tinted with a hint of scarlet, and his golden pupils locked eyes with terrified blue ones, from which boundless, dangerous desire spread.
The owner of the desire pulled a somewhat grim smile.
He straightened his body and pressed one hand against the young girl's white waist and stomach while tugging on his white linen shorts and shirt with the other.
The man's movements were quick, and before the young girl could react in her confusion, the naked, powerful body approached her on her knees on the bed. Broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, his muscular chest was sprinkled with large and small scars, his tight waist had neat block muscles, and the thick pubic hair on his lower abdomen even densely grazed her thighs.
Mia didn't dare to look down next at the dark, thick object with a deep presence anymore, and she met the knight's eyes fearfully, trying to close her open legs in fear.
Those golden eyes had been watching her, bringing out a twelve percent impishness.
"I, then, begin oh."
I am announcing the beginning of the night.
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