Guy Crimson Slime Novels & Stories

“Good girl. Take it all.” I gag more and my throat burns. Saliva runs down my chin onto my breasts. The chain pulls, my nipples throb. He pulls out suddenly and places his hands on his coxk stroking it fast. Hot cum shoots out from it into my mouth. It is salty and thick. I swallow what I can then cough. The rest of the cum lands on my face, cheeks, lips and chin; dripping down to my breasts. He looks down and in a voice so calm, he utters “Rub it in like cream.”

I wanted to sleep and rest but decided to just come see why Pearl was so angry with me for. I didn't expect to get slapped in the face now how dare you slap me Amber freaking Wu!" Crimson screamed her lungs out with all of her might, right on Pearl Lin's shocked face. For almost a minute no one talked or cried, everyone was shocked. Where did Crimson get so much caurage from, how comes she's now slapping them back and screaming at them? "Are you serious right now Crimson? Just how wicked can you be?

I now turned to Critsy knowing it had to be said. “Gorm does not lie. Everyone listens, these are good people a good pack that is far stronger than we could ever be because they allow everyone to be who they should be, mate whoever they want to mate.” I watched as his eyes met Claire’s and she quickly put her head down. “There is hope here and love here. We can be happy without ever having to run away again and all we have to do is follow our true alpha, the last true descendant of the red wolves, the Crimson Priestess.” Hushed voices and intense shock swept through almost every single wolf.

It stayed together but felt cold and slimy. “What am I supposed to do with this?” He asked confused, he had no idea about half the things in this room. She smiled at him, and honestly her smile did something to his insides. He just wanted to stare at her. “Well it’s primordial slime. Primordial slime likes to feed off demonic energy, changing it to creation. When it starts to shift yellow, you are getting close. When it shifts green you are in demonic presence. If it goes blue you have angelic energy. But I doubt you are going to find that with this.”

Bima cursed. They reached the narrow gap and hid behind it. From there, they could see all the chaos unfolding. The Zombie Food Vlogger BOSS was being swarmed by Twitchers, fighting desperately to keep recording. The Lurker Slime emerged from the darkness, its eyes glowing red, seeing the Vlogger BOSS as a new threat. The monster lunged at the Vlogger BOSS mercilessly. WHAM! HIIISSSSSSS! The Vlogger BOSS was struck by the coiling body of the Lurker Slime, his freezer dented.

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"Didn't you humans learn to knock before entering? Or is the barbarism of your kind still intact?" Lila looked at him, fear and confusion in her sky-blue eyes. She wanted to argue but knew she was in the wrong. She tried to deflect. "Oh… that's a lovely scent. Is it your shampoo or… cologne? It reminds me of a forest. Like walking through the woods after rain, with the sun shining softly." She said it innocently, describing the fragrance she caught. Little did she know, those words made Ryan's heart pound violently, almost breaking out of his ribs. He slammed his fist against the door, his voice a barely contained growl. "What do you want?"

Opening it, he revealed a slender choker made of interlocking black diamonds, centered with a flawless, teardrop-shaped crimson ruby. "A gift," Alexander rasped, his eyes locking onto hers with unshielded possessiveness. "To match the crown you're taking back tonight." He stepped behind her, brushing her hair aside. The cool touch of the black diamonds rested against her warm collarbone before he fastened the clasp. His lips lightly brushed the sensitive skin just below her ear, sending a intoxicating spark coursing straight down her spine. "Let's go buy what's yours, Victoria," Alexander murmured near her ear

“And so I went on my way, totally blowing him off, only to turn the corner a block later and, bam, there was his new art, with the paint still wet.” “Yikes. That doesn’t sound safe at all,” Kaitlynn surmised, her voice uncertain. “He didn’t keep following you, did he?” “How can you be sure the guy you ran into was actually Black Crimson, though?” Isobel asked. “Because,” I sputtered incredulously, unable to believe no one was as excited about this as I was. “I saw black, red, and white paint smeared on his hand and face! That’s why! Do you know what this means?”

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.