A brief respite
Rimuru tempest reflects on some of the choices he's made with ranga. rimuru tempest sits on a lush green hill that overlooks his town. the glow of the sun and soft breeze of the morning wind wash over him and ranga tempest as they sit side by side.
Into the Tempest
Nenyryn cared little for airship travel, yet there she was on the bow of the _Bronze Knob_ headed for lands far from home. Her reasons for leaving were personal and guarded as far as the grubby sailors around her were concerned. They kept to themselves...
Scales in the tempest
_But soon the night grew silent…_ The storm was raging outside. Such weather was not unheard of but still, preparation was necessary. But what one can do living in a humble house in the mountains, miles away from civilization. The...
Tempest Beacon
Then he stepped out into the full force of the tempest. --- * * * nerlin immediately regretted his decision as he was instantly soaked from nose to tail by water showering down on him.
Shattered Shards: Tempest's Texts
tempest couldn't quite place it.
Ch. 4
tempest seemed spurred by claire's hurts, and moved in a way neither claire nor i had ever seen before. it was beyond simple aggression. she was going for the kill. it didn't matter that the meditite tried to defend itself, tempest was in a fury.
Tempest, and His Sexual Struggles
"sorry," tempest admitted weakly, and she snorted. "i shouldn't have let you woo me like that," she deadpanned, before she sighed and added. "see you around, tempest."
Ch. 15
She moaned, but did as i told her, breathily conveying my desires to tempest. tempest didn’t skip a beat, heaving herself up on the bed and backing up against my risen rod.
Tempest's Twins
His vagina was perfectly sized to please tempest, but it got rather less use. he would do his best to give tempest everything she wanted.
Tempest
Moan and wail, oh tempest, your wrath is music to my ears your lamentations a sublime nectar.
Ch. 14
It was tempest. tempest rubbing my sore shoulders. tempest kissing my forehead. mira had moved away, her ribbons around us both. she didn’t say a word, didn’t have to. “tempest…” i tried, tried to form something, anything.
Ch. 7
Whatever claire and tempest and i get up to, it doesn't mean you need to.”