Deviant Delights #20 - Protect and Serve
Even without thinking though, he knew this had to be some kind of daemonic influence.
Rebellion (Alternate Ending)
I wouldn't want to force these daemons to have to hurt you." he gestured at the two daemons. they flexed their large muscles threateningly. "not that they would need much reason to, especially at this point.
Rebellion
I wouldn't want to force these daemons to have to hurt you." he gestured at the two daemons. they flexed their large muscles threateningly. "not that they would need much reason to, especially at this point.
Fighting the Urge
This world is populated by humans, humanoids known as daemons and machinations of which the oldest and precursors are called golems.
A Harem Of One
Only then, when their spasming vagina violently clenched his cock, did the daemon's will fail. a deafening roar heralded his orgasm.
Anchored Prologue
I tore the jagged blade from my chest, dropping it into the foggy city below, and wretched the bronze shaft from the stunned daemon's grasp.
Pain of Loneliness(1)
Shadows and silence surrounded me except for the few daemons' and emrethal that were just finishing with their cleaning duties.
The Singularity
Everything on the network, even the great digital dreadnaughts known as the daemons, had a session which could ultimately be tracked back to a source.
Chronicals of the Justicar Act1/ Part 5
" said arjun as he shook the daemon's hand remembering on how he and his men saved his life before when he was just a marine.
Deviant Delights #6 - Two Steps to the Left
Watching the oceanic sights nearly whiz by with the gigantic daemon's every step, he couldn't help but feel very safe from his view atop one of his four horns.
The Profane Defilers Pt2
Domed never to become daemonic yet blessed with a fully sentient eternal existence these chaos marines take great delight in their duties in the service of their one and only true master slaanesh. [[click for image!]]
Plight Of The Succubi - Chapter 0 - A Tortured Soul
At least, it was so for daemons. a man, or what could be presumed as a man, walked a corridor. his eyes, beneath the heavy hood of the robe which adorned him, stared ahead reverently at some object.