What Waves Whispered
He remembered days where he would have been content calling himself a shipmate of 'the lonely maiden'. alas, it was only during this famine that she lived up to her name.
"Riding" Hood, Part 4
The sight that greeted kara, once that underwear was around the maiden's knees, was one that she would not soon forget.
Returning Home
He did not know how long he held onto his virgin climax, but he could only hope it was long enough to impress the fair maiden.
Commission - The Gilded Cell
There was no mistaking it: he had entered the maiden's ward.
Lost in Translation
The hostess handed his cloak to the slim elven maiden and his heavy battle axe to the stockier gnoll lass. both of them bowed to the hostess, then disappeared into the adjoining hallways once more.
The Mermaid
Her human torso was thin, her lean body changing smoothly from a lovely maiden to a fishtail composed of silvery scales that sparkled in the water, throwing off glimmers of light as they caught the sunlight when she moved.
Commander Shepard, Alliance Navy CH. 8: You Earned This
The maiden writhed on the elder asari's lap as indescribably sexy noises escaped her lips. sha'ira withdrew her hand from between nelyna's legs, her fingers coated in the maiden's juices.
Slag ND: The false maiden.
She was a little nervous about doing this, she was scared that her act-and spell to make her look human- would be too transparent, but Slag still put the cloak on her gave her a bag of gold and had asked "Don't you want revenge on the heroes that put...
The Frost on her Feathers - Chapter 23
Suspenseful eyeblinks transpired without either maiden offering an attack.
Thieving Tiger
The jackal guard eyed up the maiden he'd saved a bit closer, spotting a small dark nose and a striped black and yellow muzzle from under the linen hood, a matching tail slithering out of the hem of the cloak. so she was a tiger.
"Riding" Hood, Part 1
Almost as red as the maiden's cloak, it was slick with pre, and kara's muzzle picked up on his musky scent as he advanced upon the girl. that primal male scent was intoxicating.
Secrets at Midnight (OLD)
Desmond, without contest more beautiful than the maidens, was relegated to more menial grunt work; in this case, shoveling ashes from the oven into a bucket.