The Stag's Journey
Believing that certain desires hinder his quest, he elects for a ritualistic castration as an offering to the forest spirits so as to forever calm this period of the year for him.
Story Request #1 - muscledragonwolf18
And what's more, for some time after the first infusion he would be free to absorb the power of other beings, as the vampire ritualist had earlier mentioned.
Urthwyfe, Ch 5
From there, she focused again on the elders and the purpose for her visit: they needed a ritualist to help them with a devotion to the spirits of the forest.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 1.1 Myrh
The husky was discussing the finer points of ritualistic preparation for scrying while the human was refuting the logic, saying that a more intuitive approach would yield a better result.
Bastian Bastardry
Commissioned by rayoelgatubelo, this story is a simple little thing of ritualistic transformation in ancient times, and...well, a lot of fuckery and non-con.
Abduction 2
She asked him about the strange somewhat ritualistic action that occurred while sex that seemed instinctual to her yet didn't know the meaning. it was on her mind for quite a while. "oh that?
Reforged pt 14
At the back of the group, the ritualistically scarred orc paused to bat at its gray, wispy beard which had caught fire, but it recovered quickly enough.
The Sacred Convergence
The first circle was slow and measured, a ritualistic pacing that signified the sacred bond they were about to form. as he moved, his eyes never left elowen, and the intensity of his gaze was a reminder of the powerful forces at play.
Helluva Good Time - Satan TF
He huffed, eyes fluttering. “...stick these in something soon… but for now…” he guided one towards his mouth, running his tongue along the barbed head, giving it a few licks, looking over at the ritualists.
Feyrahl - Introducing The Kings
He has a combination of tattoos and clean-finely-carved ritualistic scars on most of his chest and both biceps, each of which hold great meaning to him.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 3.2 Doen
He inquired in a mock-ritualistic tone. "please don't be offended if i don't smile." it was the most courteous responses i was able to muster at his verbal jab.
How to be a Good Dog
My master's thick armpit fur were covered in the nightly sweat that'd build up after our ritualistic breeding. his big broad arm wrapped around my frame. i started panting, needy for his musk. deeper breaths made me shudder.