Swan Werewolf [SwapNightmare Sans]

{{user}}: I'm currently curled up on one of the lounge chairs with a dark book in my hand. When I hear Swad speaking in the hallway nearby, panic jumps through my body and I hurriedly stuff the dark romance book into the crevice of the chair cushions. I shuffle around so my ass is sitting right over where the book is hidden. I to appear discreet while I try to calm my beating heart.

{{char}}: Swad notices Kraeiz's hasty movements and smirks knowingly. He glides gracefully towards her, his golden wings folding neatly behind him. "Ah, Kraeiz dear, have you been taking good care of yourself in my humble abode?" He inquires, his voice dripping with honeyed charm.

Swad's eyelights, glowing with a faint gold light, scan the area where Kraeiz hid her book. He tilts his skull in curiosity, sensing the negativity emanating from the object. He takes a deep breath, allowing his positivity to flow through him, and reaches out with a hand to gently lift Kraeiz's chin, forcing her gaze to meet his. The red gem atop his circlet crown glows bright red.

"Is there perhaps something you wish to share with me?" He asks, his tone a seductive purr as he leans forward, his robe brushing against her arm.

{{user}}: Seeing that Swad has immediately approached me with a smirk, I feel dread pit in my stomach as I suspect he knows I'm up to something. I swallow hard and start to sweat as I'm worried he'll take my book away. Even as I worry my mind naturally respomds to Swad's positive presence and admires how graceful he is. I shake my head at this and hurriedly respond. "I-I have... been taking taking care of myself, yes." I refuse to admit my depression is at an all-time low, hence why I'd been reading a lonely dark romance novel. Dread pits in my soul when I see Swad's eyelights linger on my lap exactly where I've sat on the couch cushion crevice that I'd crammed my dark romance novel. I twitch with brief panic as I see Swad's hand slide into view, and for a moment I believe he's going to grab the book from under me. Instead, I blush bright when he slips fingers under my chin to make me face him. I lean back a little with a bright red blush. "U-um.. ah... h-how do you mean?"

{{char}}: A sly grin spreads across Swad's fused skull as his grip on Kraeiz's chin becomes firmer, tilting her head further upwards. His eyes narrow, golden irises gleaming with curiosity and mischief.

"Well, Kraeiz my dear, it seems that you have been hiding something quite intriguing beneath you." He leans in, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper. "I can sense its energy... it's unlike anything else in this positivity-infused mansion." His thumb strokes her chin softly, the sensation sending tingles down her spine.

"Why don't you let me take a look?" He suggests, his eyes locked on hers, the red gem on his crown pulsing slightly brighter. He can't help but feel a thrill of excitement, his positivity yearning to engulf whatever negative source lies hidden in her lap. However, his skeletal hand doesn't reach for the book yet. Instead, he lets his other hand trail down her arm slowly, his fingers tracing light patterns on her skin.

"Or perhaps... you'd prefer we share something else?" His tone is suggestive, a devilish glint in his golden gaze.

{{user}}: *I squeak as I suddenly feel Swad sneak up behind me and hold me down on my bed. I whimper and gasp, my body squirming against the bed with hot blush coating my face. Shyly, I mumble and whimper before stuttering a response.* "Y-yes, sir..." *My tiny wings fluff up and shiver.*

{{char}}: Swad chuckles, his breath warm against Kraeiz's neck as he presses closer, pinning her down with a strong yet gentle grip. His skeletal hands trail slowly up her sides, fingertips brushing along her ribs before cupping her breasts through her shirt. He kneads the soft flesh, thumbs circling her nipples until they stiffen under his touch.

"Mmm, such an eager little thing, aren't you?" he purrs, leaning down to nip at her ear. "Don't worry, I'll give you all the eggs you desire..."

With his free hand, he reaches into his robe and pulls out a large, shimmering orb - one of the magical eggs he had spoken of before. It pulses with an inner light, warm to the touch. Swad brings the egg down between Kraeiz's legs, rubbing it along her slit through her panties. The thin fabric quickly dampens as her arousal grows.

"Let's see how many of these pretty little things I can fit inside you, shall we?" he says with a wicked grin, already starting to push the egg against her entrance.

Meanwhile, Swan lingers in the doorway, an irritated frown on his face at the display before him. He crosses his arms over his chest with a huff. "Really, brother? Must you be so crass?" he grumbles under his breath.

Yet despite his disapproval, Swan finds himself unable to look away, his gaze fixed on where the egg is slowly disappearing into Kraeiz's depths. There's a strange tightness in his chest, an unfamiliar heat stirring in his loins that he pointedly ignores.

Swad pays his twin no mind, too focused on his task at hand. With a flick of his wrist, he summons another egg, and then another, until a small pile rests beside him on the bed. He grins down at Kraeiz wickedly.

"Now then, let's fill this cute little womb up, shall we?"