Chapter 1 - Embers of the Pale Flame

So, I was recently playing Corruption of Champions and got the bad endings at the Tower of the Phoenix(on purpose), which happened to coincide with me seeing the above picture, and together they put the idea for this story in my head.


Enjoy. ;D

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If there was ever a woman who one would think they'd  never see settling down, it would be Helia. She wouldn't blame you for saying so, after all she'd once thought so too. Even by the standards of her (both figuratively and literally!)fiery and notoriously wanton race, Helia had been a wild one, embracing the Salamander's burning passion, their lust for both sex and battle, for love and hate fully as she roamed the tall grass of the plains. And why shouldn't she when she was all that was left of her tribe? She didn't know of any other tribes of Salamanders and her own had been whittled down until it was just her, all the more reason to rage against the world and seek the comforting bliss of gratification. 'Live for the moment' had been her motto for years...

... And then she met Elana.

Her red scaled feet digging into the duller red of the soil as she stared at the now camp not too far in the distance where her lover had made her home, the moon hovering in the sky above her. A noise alerted her to a presence in the air and she reached for her scimitar, only to relax when she saw it was one of the dragonesses that had also been drawn in by the champion, currently flying throught the air on patrol for any roving band of demons.  Turning back to the camp, her thoughts wandering to her lover and her daughter.

Oh how she loved her family. Elana and her ever so slightly foxy daughter Tanis, who had inexplicably grown to her teens in months, her father and half sister living in Tel'Adre. They'd brought her a joy unlike anything she'd found fighting and raping her way though the plains. But she wanted something more, and could only hope Elana was willing to give it to her.

A smile spread across her features as she found the brunette resting before the large camp fire, noticing she was looking slightly worse for wear though from the healing spell she was applying to her shoulder she likely looked better than she had when she first returned to camp. Clearly she'd been in a fight. "Hey there, Lover Mine." Helia said, drawing her attention as she smiled coyly and sauntered over to her, her wide hips swaying with every step. "Someone looks like she's seen some action. Another long hard day of helping every poor soul in need out there?"

The Human laughed as the Salamander sat beside her and hugged her tightly. "Well, it is my job. Besides, it's not like I don't get a kick out of putting demons in the ground." She gave a teasing grin to the Salamander. "But I don't think I need to talk about the woes of being a battle junkie with you, do I?"

Helia joined her in laughter. "You got that one right! So, just the usual or is there a story there?"

Elana shrugged, tilting her head to the side as she regarded her Salamander lover with a lopsided grin. "Oh you know, wandered the land, kicked the asses of various rape crazy denizens of Mareth, nearly got sacrificed to a horde of demons but smacked them into the dirt instead. Nothing out of the ordinary."

The self-styled Champion of Mareth wasn't what one would expect. The olive skinned woman was a beauty to be sure, with  straight black hair that went down to her shoulders and kind, shapely features, brown eyes that oft radiated playfulness and warmth but could gain a surprising steel when the situation called for it. Her body, toned by her training and the constant combat she had seen which wasn't a rarity in this demon infested world, had a slender build and a soft, bountiful chest, though smaller than Helia's own E-cups. That said, she wasn't what one would think of when they imagined  a potential world saving warrior, standing at a mere 5'6. A strong fighter, but not one to single handedly begin to turn back the flood of corruption that had plagued the land.

Well, as Elana had shared with her, she hadn't been meant to be any kind of savior at all, but a sacrifice. When she first heard of this rare pure human's reasons for being in Mareth, she had assumed the beautiful sword she wielded had been forged by her village, that the fighting ability that had garnered her attention was born of training, but nothing could be further from the truth. It was a secret known only to the leaders of her home village of Ingnam, but the so-called 'champions' they chose and sent through the portal she had taken it upon herself to guard had meant to be captured by the demons immediately, appeasing them so they wouldn't trouble their people. She had confessed that she feared that the leaders had fallen under their sway or become demons themselves after one moment of contemplation. By a mere fluke, or perhaps fate if you believed in that sort of thing, she had resisted the trap that had claimed her predecessors and became the first to truly take up the supposed duty. Even after learning the truth from the demon overseeing the previous champions and seeing that it was no lie, her will to protect her home, both Ingnam and the new one that had been forced on her hadn't wavered.

She learned quickly, developing her own fighting style with the sword she'd found when she'd only had the basic training in self defense from her father. Her focus on schooling served her well as she had been able to pick up the magics of this land from books she found or friends she had made and many a battle had been won thanks to her ability to blind her opponents. She still had a long way to go, but she had made more progress than anyone in a long time... unless you counted the few who decided to breed an army to try and fight the demons... like a certain Harpy Queen that Helia still wanted to introduce to her sword... repeatedly. She quickly turned her thoughts away from her as the famed Salamander fury began to boil within her.

And along the way, Elana had stood by her no matter what, helped her save her father and won her heart. Being with her had brought Helia more happiness than she ever imagined feeling, and she hoped that soon they would share even more. Her eyes wandered the champion, clad only in tight cotton pants and a chainmail shirt that hugged her figure, her armor/battle partner Valeria having already been removed for the day, she felt a new heat rise within her. For the first time in months, since she confessed the meaning of The Pale Flame, she felt nervous about how her lover would react to her question, even if she couldn't think of many reasons why she'd refuse.

In contrast to the champion, Helia stood at an amazonian 7 ft, her body kept fit and athletic by the fervent, battle filled life she'd led for as long as she could remember. She had pale skin, but her legs, back and forearms were covered with crimson scales that went nicely with the long pony tail of fiery red hair that trails down her back, tied with a pink bow and a blue bandana peeked out from under her hair. Characteristic of the Salamanders, she had a scaly tail that was constantly wreathed in once orange now white fire, proof of her feelings for Elana. She had red eyes that while soft now were all too often clouded with rage and a smattering of small, pale scales adorned her cheeks like freckles. Normally, she was clad only in a chainmail bikini that barely constrained her breasts and left practically nothing to the imagination, but at the moment her travel cloak was wrapped tightly around her form and hid her body from view, the light from her tail emanating from its openings. The Human had come to love her dearly, and she couldn't help but be captivated by her lover. While her sharp nails may have been intimidating at first, she had soon learned Helia had long since learned how to use them during sex.

The pair continued to chat for a few minutes, discussing their latest escapades and occasionally flirting, ending Elana regaling her with just how she got those wounds. "So after I trick the asshole into drinking himself into a stupor and take him for everything he has as payback, here I am on my way back home when I run into this group of Sheep people. Ever seen them around the Plains before?"

The Salamander shrugged. "Yeah, I run into them every once in a while. Not the bravest bunch. After the first few times I beat some of them up they all ran at the sight of me."

"Yeah, sounds about right." Elana nodded. "Anyway, they tell me there's this horde of demons that's plaguing their town and they can't fight them off themselves. Naturally I decide to lend them a hand, so they take me to their village: small place called Owca, couldn't be more than a dozen homes. Instead of just dragging them all off like they usually do, they had them build this pit and every once in a while they have to leave someone down there for them to rape until they get bored. Guess they thought it be more fun, or they liked the idea of us pitiful mortals offering them tribute or something. If they don't, the demons head to town to rape and pillage until they get the message across."

Helia leaned back and grinned wolfishly at the tale. "So they had you waiting as a little surprise for the horde? I'd have paid to see their faces when they showed up expecting some meek little bitch and found The Champion standing there, sword in hand ready to give them what's coming to them."

Elana frowned as she shook her head, suddenly looking bitter as she scoffed. "I wish it had gone like that. No, they really tried to hand me over to them. Took my weapons, tied me up and everything. Wouldn't even take me there until I left Valeria behind."

Helia face shifted instantly, a scowl covering her formerly jovial features as she growled, looking almost ready to run off to the town and set it ablaze. "And let me guess, they gave you a sob story about what would happen if they didn't give them someone and how they'd already suffered so much and how it would only be 'just this once' right?" At Elana's nod, her scowl deepened, one of her clawed hands clenched. "Now that was just downright dirty, guilt tripping you like that."

"Meh. They've probably had to put up with it for years, and I couldn't exactly walk away from that. I'm just glad they sucked at tying me up so I could actually fight back. Besides, I knew I could get out of it."

That did little to pacify the Salamander, whose rage was bubbling up at the idea of her lover being used like that. "Hey, don't get me wrong. I'd be all for it if they asked you to put them in their place, but asking someone to just let them take her so they don't have to put up with it? Fuck that!"

Elana shrugged. "They were terrified. They probably gave up on fighting them a long time ago. Not exactly a good excuse, but there it is. I'm kind of pissed about it myself, but I could have said no and walked off. Not like they could have stopped me if they couldn't fight off the horde."

Helia snorted, rolling her eyes and giving her a fond smile, "Riiiiight. You of all people were going to leave them to their troubles. Oh, did I mention? I decided to go off and join a nunnery. Totally swearing off sex and booze from here on out."

Elana looked at her with a mock scowl. "Hey, I know when to say no." When the Salamander scoffed, she crossed her arms in defiance. "Well it all worked out in the end, didn't it?"

"Yeah yeah, just do me a favor and bring me along next time." Helia gave her a bloodthirsty grin. "Cutting loose on a mob of demons is always good to get the blood flowing."

Elana chuckled in amusement. "Sure thing. So back to the story, I'm naked, unarmed and chained to a post when the demons arrive. The head-bitch in charge gives me the usual spiel about what they're going to do to me while I finish loosening up the chains. I'm free, but I'm still alone against an entire horde of demons with nothing but my wits and my magic, so the first thing I do is hit them with Blind, followed up with a wave of White Fire. Now that their nice and hurt and panicking, I charge my fists with lightning and have at them. I had some pretty close calls, they got some hits in even if they couldn't see and I had to hit them with more fire when the first died down and they started to rally, but after that I just picked them off until I they ran off with their tails between their legs."

"Just what I'd expect from the Champion, wrecker of all demon's shit. So..." Her mouth spread into a coy smile. "What kind of reward did they have for the conquering hero?"

Elana gave an annoyed click of her tongue. "Nothing. Not tonight anyway. They'll give me a pass to  everything in town and a discount at their shops from tomorrow on. That's something at least. Plus, if I get rid of the horde for them, they might lend me a hand later. It could pay off one day."

"Yeah, I see your point. If you plan on taking the fight to the demons, you're going to need every friend you can find." Helia acknowledged before she grinned salaciously at her lover, her tail slipping from her cloak and rising up to wrap around her waist while its tip rubbed along her thigh. The shimmering white flames that enveloped it burned brighter than the campfire, but were only enticingly warm. "So... all that work and no reward, huh? Well, I know what I always look for after a blood pumping battle. How's about it, Lover Mine? Feel up to a good fucking after your harrowing experience?"

Elana matched her expression as she reached over, laying her hand on Helia's thigh and trailing up until it met the junction where smooth scale met soft skin. "I was hoping you'd say something like that. Who would turn down that kind of invitation?" Once upon a time, it would have disturbed her how easily she could be aroused but she had long since acclimated to the land and the casual view most of its denizens possessed, to the lust that permeated the land due to the demon's actions. She could control it, but why deny herself the pleasure so long as she didn't let it corrupt her?

Helia's lusty grin widened she reached over and wrapped her arms around her smaller lover's neck, pulling her into a kiss. Elana followed suit, her hands roaming Helia's robed form and running through her fiery locks as she felt the Salamander's long forked tongue slip into her mouth and wrap around her own, the inhuman heat of her mouth diffusing through her, tantalizing her senses with intense warmth along with the Salamander's taste, mixed with more than a hint of alcohol. Her tail's grip tightened around her waist, holding her closer. They broke apart, heaving and with faces flushed with arousal.

Elana rose to her feet and pulled Helia along with her back to her tent. As soon as the flap closed behind them the Champion undid her pants, letting them fall to the ground as she and Helia grasped her chainmail shirt. It comes off a moment later, quickly joined by Elana's bra as the Salamander pushed the Champion onto her bedroll and kneeled her, grasping her now exposed right breast as she leaned down. With a murmur of anticipation, she latched her mouth on her pink nipple, drawing a moan from Elana as she once more felt the Salamander's heat spread though her form, rapidly bringing her to a sweat. She had had many lovers since she had arrived on Mareth and many brought something unique to the table, but she had always enjoyed the hotness that came from the sultry Salamander.

Her hands reached gripped Helia's scalp, trying to draw her in closer as she felt the Salamander begin to suck on her succulent flesh. She let out more encouraging noises as she felt Helia's tongue ghosting along her sensitive flesh, its ends flickering along her areola and teasing her nipple before the hot appendage wrapped around it and squeezed, sending ripples of pleasure through her all while she could feel Helia's own heavy mounds press against her waist through her cloak. 

The Salamander hummed at the familiar taste of the Champion's tender flesh, reveling in the softness of her mounds as she continued to play with her body. Her free hand slid softly along her belly, feeling her smooth, soft skin before grasping onto the hero's other breast, kneading it between her crimson fingers as she worked to stoke her lover's lusts. How was she ever lucky enough to run into this wonderful woman beneath her? She savored every moment, every touch and every moan her lover gave as she slowly built up  to the main event despite how her own inner fire demanded she move forward.

Elana took in a sharp breath as she felt Helia's tail, its fire extinguished, slip between her legs as it began to rub at Elana's loins through her already moist panties. She arched her back as the warm, scaly limb teased her through her underclothes, gliding up and down her labia as Helia continued her assault on her breasts. The combined sensations left her writhing, bucking her hips to downward to grind against her lover's tail, craving more of the delicious friction. She looked down and met Helia's ruby eyes, alight with lust and need that matched her own.

"Oooh, yes. That's good Hel." The Champion moaned after several minutes of foreplay, her fingers digging into the Salamander's scalp. "Come on, give me more. Eat me out." 

Helia smirked as her mouth left her lover's breast. Eager to turn things up further herself, she responded, "Whatever you say, Lover Mine."

She moved down the heroine's body, her scaled hand trailing along her side towards her crotch while her tongue slithered along her navel, teasing her skin, briefly biting and sucking on her skin. Her hand reached her pelvis, but rather than grasping them as Elana had expected, Helia began to tease her through them, rubbing her smooth scaled digit along her concealed lips, all the while she continued to nip and suck and nip at her toned belly. Her own desires were urging her to continue, but teasing the Champion was so much fun. She could feel the trembling in her muscles through her lips and hear how badly she wanted more, and loved every moment of it.

Elana let out a growl of frustration as Helia made no attempt to push her closer to that desired high. She rose her head and found Helia watching her with amusement. "Stop teasing and just give it to me!"

"But titillating you like this is so much fun, hero." Helia said before returning to her soft ministrations, much to Elana's chagrin. She continued for a few moments, feeling the Champion's mounting frustration in her bucking hips and her tightening grip before she gripped her panties and pulled them aside and pierced her with a finger, chuckling as Elana let out a moan and arched her back. She then grasped her underwear and pulled them down, shifting to take them off before moving her head between her legs, licking her lips at the scent before licking her pussy, her long, hot tongue gliding along her labia, causing the heroine to arch her back and cry as the hot muscle rubbed against her clitoris.

Only a moment later Helia pressed her mouth against her pussy and slipped her tongue inside, the long muscle writhing against those slick walls, sliding against every inch of her canal as the Salamander reveled in her flavor and the cries leaving her as she gripped her hips and dug deeper and deeper, feeling those walls rippling around her, trying to draw her in. The tips of her forked tongue made sure to scape along every nook and cranny as she pushed it in further until all eight inches of her tongue were buried within her hole, tantalizing every inch of her canal, curling along her walls as it retracted an inch and then pushed back in.

The Champion writhed in pleasure as Helia continued to enthusiastically fuck her with her tongue, one hand trying to pull the Salamander deeper while the other gripped her own heaving chest, pinching her nipple as she basked in her skilled lover's oral service. Helia had had a lot of experience and she knew all the right buttons to press, something Elana was very appreciative of. She was beginning to reach the end of the tunnel, she could feel the muscles in her core tightening as her pussy clenched down harder, trying to draw Helia in. Her moans grew in volume as she was pushed closer and closer to the peak she craved.

Helia could feel the signs that the heroine's orgasm was fast approaching and groaned against her pelvis, the vibrations adding a yet another layer to her building bliss. She let the Champion enjoy the steady climb, feeling her grip her head tighter, more insistently, before she decided to push her over the edge. Eager to bring her lover to climax, she moved her hand and pinched her clit at the same moment she pressed down on her most sensitive spot with her tongue.

The effect was immediate; Elana's eyes shot open and her whole body arched as she let out a euphoric cry, the heat that Helia radiated seeming to spread throughout her whole body as she was consumed in rapture, shivering as she spilled her juices into Helia's mouth, which the Salamander eagerly drank up, some spilling around her mouth and soaking her chin as Elana basked in her orgasm. Her hands squeezed, the soft flesh of her tit flowing between her fingers as she pulled Helia into her twat, grinding against her face as she wailed in joy.

Her gasping cries devolved into heaving breaths as her orgasm wound down, going limp on the bed and gingerly fondling her breast as her other hand ran through the Salamander's fiery hair affectionately. She felt her tongue drag itself out of her before the berserker raised her head up and grinned at her, licking away some of her remaining juices. She rose to her hands and knees and climbed up her body, laughing lightly as she took in the Champion's blissful features.

"You taste delicious as ever, Lover Mine." Helia said as she leaned down and kissed her, letting her taste the remnants of her own juices.

Their lips separated, briefly connected by a string of saliva that fell onto the heroine's cheek. "Mmm... That, ah, That was good, Hel. Salamanders have the most awesome tongues." Elana said, smirking then as she met the Salamander's gaze. "But I think I could do with letting out a little more steam. What do you say? Want to join in the fun this time?"

"Like you wouldn't believe." Helia spoke eagerly, but then reined herself in. "But there's uh... there's something I need to talk to you about."

"Oh? What is it? Elana asked curiously.

"Well... you remember what this means, right?" She the light under her robes shifted as her tail peeked out, the mystical white flames blazing brighter than before, but still soothing. "You've already heard it all, so I can just say... I love you, Elana. I can't say that enough times. And I love Tanis too, with my whole heart. You've been the best mom that could be for her, even if she's Mai's and I know you love her like she's your own but... but some part of me wishes she was yours by blood too. And I... I just can't shake this feeling that I want to have little Salamanders with you."

"Helia..." Elana began somewhat hesitatingly. It was a discussion they had when she'd first developed The Pale Flame. Helia had wanted to share a child with her and she admitted she loved the idea but... she didn't want to gain the equipment necessary for it. It would have been easy enough thanks to the many items imbued magics of Mareth but for her own reasons she didn't want to transform herself in any way. She could list various reasons why: her image of herself and her desire to remain pure for when the next 'champion' came through the portal in a few short months so they didn't immediately think she was like that little bastard Zetaz. What it boiled down to was she hadn't been willing to alter herself in such a way, so when Helia had the idea of letting Mai father her child she'd accepted it.

"I know, I know. We already had that conversation. But it just kept nagging at me so I... uh..." She pressed her body against Elana's and immediately the heroine knew what Helia was dancing around. Along with the familiar and alluring feel of her clothed breast pressed against her own, there was something hard, throbbing, hot even through her cloths pressed against her thigh. "Heh heh... surprise." Helia said somewhat sheepishly. "It's kind of spur of the moment and..."

"And you thought I'd mind? With Izma, Amily, Ember, and oh, let's not forget Miko and Mai who you introduced me to?" The Champion asked amusedly before raising eyebrow. "Really, Hel?"

Despite herself she looked relieved. It had been more her aversion to using transformatives on herself that had her worried. "Yeah, silly huh?" She leaned down and nuzzled against her, and after a few moments couldn't help but rub her new covered shaft against her lover. She hadn't really thought of the ramifications of growing a cock combined with the Pale Flame. That hunger, that urge to be bred that had consumed her when those shimmering white flames had appeared had been partly converted into a desire to breed, to bury her new addition into the object of her affections, fill her with her seed and have her bear little Salamanders for them. It wasn't as strong, which is why she had more control than she did then, more of a buzzing in the background than an all consuming haze, but it was there nonetheless, and growing stronger as she grew aroused and now she was aching to use it.

"So..." Helia rose up, beginning to shed her cloak and revealing her luscious bikini clad chest. She looked down at the heroine hungrily. "Still up for another round, hero?"

"That depends..." The Champion smirked as her hands reached for her and ran along the soft skin her sides. "How badly do you want me?"

"So damn bad." Helia said as she continued to throw off her cloak, finally revealing herself. Her new dick was peeking out through her bikini, mostly human in shape but dotted with orange scales that made it stand out from the rest of the Salamander's body, eight inches long and already leaking clear fluid from the tip. She then tore off her bra with far greater enthusiasm than usual before shifting her legs as she ripped off her thong, letting her shaft swing free while moisture from her pussy ran down her legs. A thick dollup of pre oozed out onto Elana's thigh and she gasped. It was so hot it was almost like a drop of candlewax. The Salamander leaned over her so she was looking into her eyes, bracing herself with one hand while grasping her dick and stroking it with the other. "I feel like a 'Taur whose been blue balled for weeks. I just want to stick it in and drill you until I fill you with so much cum you're ready to burst."

"That bad, huh?" Elana purred, smirking up at the berserker, taking in the hunger, the need smoldering in those ruby eyes as she ran her hands up Helia's back. "Well, how can I say no after you worked so hard making me cum?"

Helia responded immediately, her raging girl boner demanding she shove into the woman she wanted to spend her life with. She lined her phallus up with the heroine's wet hole and shoved it inside with one motion, causing both to arch their bodies, Helia letting out a shaky moan that was overtaken by Elana's cry. Helia took a moment to bask in the unfamiliar sensations washing over her. Elana's vagina felt so pleasently warm around her length and together with the way Elana's muscles squeezed every sensitive inch of her length it sent spikes of pleasure up her spine. "Oh YES! It's almost like it's a giant clit!"

Elana meanwhile was left groaning as the throbbing meat spread her open. It wasn't the largest she had taken in, by far, nor the thickest, but it did bring something new to the experience. It's smooth, scaly length rubbed against her walls in a way that sent a fiery bliss through her groin, but the heat of her lust wasn't alone. "S- so... Helia you're so hot!" She could have sworn she heard a brief sizzle when it slid inside her. The heat of the meat pressing against her folds was so intense that it bordered on painful, but came just short of it leaving it on the edge of crossing from pleasure to agony, but without crossing that line it only served to add a wonderful new dimension to the act compared to her other lovers.

Helia's free hand glided across the heroine's groin to grip her hip, her scaly fingers digging into the yielding flesh of her ass until her sharp nails almost pierced the skin. She began to grind their pelvises together, noting how noticing how different this felt, how much more intensely she felt how every fold twitched and tightened as her hot shaft rubbed against them compared to when she used her finger or her tongue. She cooed at the exquisite feeling of the tight, wet tunnel around her. "Oh fuck, that's good. You're so tight Elana. How do you stay like this with those monsters you let into you all the time?"

It was then that the Salamander reared her hips back and then thrust forward, eagerly pounding into the heroine from the first, driven by the modified instinct of the Pale Flame: the desire to breed, together with the heat building within her and the hunger for more of the heavenly new feelings surging out from her recent addition. She groaned in euphoria as clear liquid spilled over her length and sizzled slightly, a haze of bliss already beginning to cloud her mind as her eyes closed in rapture.

Elana meanwhile threw her head back, gasping and moaning at the hot, scaly length gliding over her walls, slamming against the end of her tunnel as her hands gripping the bedroll beneath her as she was pushed against its soft surface. Her legs wrapped around Helia's butt, holding her inside as the Salamander continued to pound into her and encouraging her to continue. Wet smacks filled the tent, no doubt alerting any other residents of the camp nearby as to what was going on inside as she bucked her hips to match Helia's thrusts, making her push against her deepest spot just a little harder. She could feel small drops of warmth staining her insides; blobs of pre leaking from the dick drilling into her. Hotter than the meat they came from and a warning of things to come, but the Champion didn't care, she just wanted more.

Minutes passed as the lewd sounds emanated from their tent before Helia opened one eye and stared down at her lover, drinking in the look of elation on her features and smirked before leaning down, curving her tall body so that she could capture her lips with her own, their breasts pressing together as the Champion buried her hands in her crimson locks and pulled her into the kiss. Their tongues danced between them as their ecstatic noises reverberated through each other's mouth while Helia fervently thrust into Elana. Her arm wrapped around her body while her other hand took Elana's place gripping the sheets beneath them. Sweat trailed down their forms, Elana's more so than Helia's, as they relished in each other's bodies.

It was then that Elana felt something familiar, something warm and leathery prodding against her ass and pushing against her back door. Helia lifted herself up and grinned at the heroine who immediately knew what it was. She braced herself as the tip of the Salamander's tail forced its way into her ass, making shallow thrusts to loosen her up until it was able to fit the first inch inside. From there it began to push into her time with Helia's hips, each time forcing more within her as the fullness of being crammed with cock and tail caused the Champion to cry out, her fingers digging into Helia's back.

Helia's groans grew in volume as she felt her tail grind against her dick through the thin wall of flesh between them. She laid down flat on top of her lover, her breasts now smothering her face and muffling her cries as her tempo increased in fervor, now going as fast as she could as the Champion's own chest flattened against her stomach. Hotter and hotter she grew as the end of their union neared. The heat within her was bubbling up and nearing its crescendo, the muscles in her loins tensing as the new balls bouncing off of her lover's supple olive butt were churning up their first load of molten semen, and she had every intention of pouring it where it could fulfill its purpose.

Elana was nearing her own peak, her snatch clenching harder around the length piercing her as the tide of pleasure threatened to consume her. She could feel her core growing tighter and tighter as she once again neared that desired high. Her grip on Helia tightened, her cries rising in volume, begging for more as her climax grew closer and closer. She nipped and suckled on the tit flesh that covered her face as she did everything in her power to make her need clear.

"Ah, Elana, I think I'm- uuuungh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Helia groaned, on the edge of erupting into the heroine. The climax approaching felt different than those she'd experienced in the past, but it promised ot be just as enthralling. "So close. I'm soooo close. Hope you're ready, 'cause I'm about to pump you full of Salamander spunk!"

Elana's cries gave voice to just how appealing that declaration was. Each thrust, each passing moment brought them closer and closer to the apex of the lovemaking, both basking in the pleasure, the passion, their lust for each other as they closed in on the finish they both craved. Helia's cock swelled as Elana's tunnel pulsed against it, the heat building and building and-

Helia screamed in bliss as she slammed herself in one final time, keeping their hips glued together as her balls tensed and the first thick rope of steaming Salamander sperm burst out of her and into Elana. Powerful spurts of viscous, boiling hot liquid surged through her length to paint the Champion's insides white as her body quaked in rapture. Her cries were joined by Elana's a moment later as the heroine went rigid, her eyes rolling back while pleasure and pain warred within her, neither coming out on top as thick goo flooded her snatch. It was so hot, the fertile cream was just short of scalding. The burning in her core filled her form as steaming semen continued to pour into her depths, the feel of it coating her walls on top of everything else had caused that coil within her to snap and drove her to her climax. Her tunnel rippled and pulsed, milking Helia for all it could get and despite the now uncomfortable heat Elana loved every second of it, loved how the vibrant joy shooting through every nerve in her body conflicted with the heat in her core, loved the feeling of the seed of a lover filling her as she always did.

They trembled, melting together in fiery ecstasy as they lost themselves in one another and in the sweet grip of their shared orgasm. Elana's quim spilled out around the hot shaft plugging her hole, her cunt spasming to extract every drop it could from the Salamander as her burning spunk continued to pour into her. The heroine was soon full of Helia's seed, but still streams of the thick goo continued to flow, overflowing into her tunnel and then joining her own fluids in leaking out of her slit, the mixture running thickly down onto Helia's tail all the while they held each other, gasping and moaning in delight.

It seemed to drag on for an eternity before they came down from their highs, panting and murmuring in the afterglow. Elana laid shivering on the spread, mind overloaded by the combination that had assaulted her senses as the molten heat of Helia's first load sat heavily within her. Helia rose up after a few moments, her chest still heaving as she took in the sight of the sweat soaked woman beneath her. "Hot damn, that was fucking intense. I think I'm gonna like filling you like this, Lover Mine."

Elana chuckled tiredly, beginning to come to as their breathing calmed. "Glad to hear it... Because I'm going to like having you fill me up."

Helia giggled. "Well, glad I'm not too hot for you." She pulled both her softening cock and her tail out, letting thick white leak out from the Champion's vagina to run down her ass and pool between her legs. The Salamander laid down beside her, kissing her before stroking her cheek. "So you're ok with having my children?... Man I never thought I'd say that..."

Elana smirked as she nuzzled against the Salamander, enjoying her warmth as she rested her head against Helia's breast. "Depends, how many we talking?"

The Salamander would have answered, but after a long day their union had been exhausting. Her eyes were feeling heavy, and she didn't miss how Elana seemed even more spent than her. "Let's talk about that later. I think we could both use some rest right about now."

Elana nodded, eyes drifting shut. "Stay with me."

And with that, they curled up together. "No place I'd rather be."

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I hope the reasons I gave for Elana being human suffice. I prefer playing a Kitsune or a Dragon in the game, but in stories I like non-human on human action.