The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


Mating to Putina [m]

♡He’s a bad boy with a tainted heart, even I know this ain’t smart.♡

He grumbled slightly as his body wandered out of the cavern into daylight. For a little while he could get away from his master. He became a slave again, though this time he was more than just a slave. He was a blood bag, his body was used for both sex and for feeding. Honestly though it gave him a high, his body was locked in place and he couldn't move as the thing bit into him, the sex was better than he experienced before and maybe that was because when the creature bit into him it was excruciatingly painful and that made Tiberias hard.

He shivered just thinking about it. The farther his tired body got, the more it wanted something to sink into. It hadnt got to take something in a while, normally it just got taken from him. His hips jerked slightly with the need to sink deep into a creature. Just as he thought about it, something scurried in front of him. She smelled of a heat and it made his hips jerk again. Her body stopped moving and the chocolate head of the fae turned towards him. She was panting in desperation and he smirked. He'd never taken a femme before, but maybe there was always time for firsts when it came to being a sex blood slave to a Vampire.

The femme walked towards him. Her little body rubbing against his own, her tail flicking him in the face. He snarled slightly and she whimpered before running that very tail along his side. She was much shorter than him, so short in fact some could call her a fox's size. He wondered how old she really was, but it stopped mattering when her rump was in his face. He blinked a few times before smirking and nuzzling at her. He may be gay, but heat scents are heat scents. After a few minutes of each other sniffing and snarling at one another Tiberias finally mounted her and went to work. Her quiet mewls grew louder and louder by the second and his tired body throbbed inside of her.
When he finally finished they collapsed together and snuggled up. Her petite body sound asleep next to his. When they woke up she was back at it again teasing him and him filling her. It went on for nearly two days until he woke up and went back to the cavern. No doubt in his mind her heat ended and she was embarrassed by how things played out. He smirked knowing she was filled with his pups and there would be little versions of him soon. But now that he was rested, it was time to return to Draven, his hips once more bucked at the thought. Draven was the brute he had allowed to take him and make him his, not in a mates sense, but as his basically willing sex slave. It was time to return to his duties.

♡But Momma I’m in love with a Criminal, every touch isn’t rational it’s spiritual♡

☮ Lone wolf ☮ Same Gender Lover ☮ No mate ☮ 495 words ☮

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