Lilythe Rayne

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Lilythe kissed him eagerly as he rose back up to her lips. Each kiss along the way driving her further into her state of lust. She moans has his hand and cock tease some of her more sensitive areas, and she feels a rush of absolute desperation. That's what it was, she was desperate for him. She couldn't explain why, or how, in that moment she needed Shadow in a way that she had never felt she needed anyone. Moaning as she kisses him, she gasps when he finally pulls away, and whimpers. "Daddy, please... please I need it..." Not long after she feels him teasing her pussy, inserting just the tip of himself into her. "Yes daddy... I missed it. Ah!" She lets out another moan as he buries himself deep into her. Each thrust brought her back further and further in time. It was as if she were being brought right back to all those memories of them being together, and reliving them. She could feel herself wanting him more and more.

"Gods yes, it feels so good..." Lilythe's arms were still cuffed to his bed, so she couldn't embrace him or do much to show him her desperation for him. But she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in as deep as she could, moaning loudly as the full length of him filled her. Her mind went fuzzy again as she had just the briefest flicker of a thought about Azrael, and she was brought back to this moment. "Does it feel as good as you remember, Daddy?"

Lilythe continued to let out soft moans as he teased her body. Shadow clearly remembered exactly how to build Lilythe's desire for him as he played with her nipple and clit. His kisses traveled down her body and she could feel the soft spark of pleasure course up her spine with each kiss. She felt him spread apart her legs and braced herself for what was to come. Lilythe was not disappointed as she felt his lips and fingers find their targets. "Mmmmm Shadow..." She moaned absent-mindedly as he began to devour her pussy with meticulously crafted strokes of his tongue and fingers.

"Please Daddy... I need your cock." Lilythe whimpered softly, desperation clear in her voice. Shadow's magic had done the job of getting her into the bed, but now her body betrayed her as it felt a desperate desire for him. She could remember their previous encounters with absolute clarity. The more she thought about them--and his magic had ensured that it was a often--the more Lilythe wanted to regain that feeling. She was desperate for him in a way that she had never been desperate before. "Please sir..."

Lilythe's confirmation that she could still remember how to please him came as Shadow spoke. She blushed as he gave her praise. The feel of his fingers winding into her hair only served to encourage Lilythe. Her efforts continuing with eagerness until he pulls her off him. As he does so she gasps softly for air, letting him tie the blindfold over her eyes without hesitation. In that moment she was transported back in time, back to the time where she was his. "Thank you sir." She bit her lip softly after his lips left it, a soft moan escaping her lips.

She felt him lead her to his bed. The cold metal and familiar click of the cuffs against her wrist caused the smallest audible gasp from her and momentary hesitation in her decision as she remembered her night with Azrael. But soon her mind fogged back over and she was back with Shadow once more as his lips pressed against her neck. Each kiss against her skin igniting a small spark of excitement. His hand that trailed down her body found her pussy already wet for him. "Mmmmm." Lilythe cooed as he teased at her clit. Each pass of his fingers over it sending another jolt through her body.

The efforts Azrael made on Lilythe's body did not go unrewarded. She felt her desire for him well within her, and she wished she had any sort of ability to act on it while he drove her wild with it. She regretted the handcuffs, while simultaneously reveling in the fact that she was at his complete mercy. Where Shadow's love-making had always felt more controlled and methodical, Azrael's was passionate and seemed to be born from a burning need for her that could only be quenched by allowing himself to succumb to it. It was passionate and intense. It was unpredictable, and intoxicating. It created something in her never before felt, true unadulterated passion.

His nails and hands on her body stoked a passion in her that made her writhe beneath him in utter bliss. She couldn't contain herself as he began to tease her with some of the instruments she left at his disposal. She let out a soft moan of pleasure, and then bit her lip to stifle the sounds. His fingers worked magic across her skin while the pins evoked a small trail of pain. She struggled to process all the sensations coursing through her. She could feel his firm cock against her, taunting her, making her only crave it more. She couldn't stop herself from begging him to meet that need.

As his lips pressed firmly against hers, Lilythe let herself moan once more, kissing him eagerly. She felt him pressed against her entrance, and she whispered another simple, but urgent, "Please, sir..."

Lilythe let out a soft sigh as he kissed her and let herself kiss him back. She felt her towel drop to the floor, and could feel his eyes on her body. Her cheeks flushed as they trailed across her body. She heard the desire in his voice, and it brought so much back to her. He dragged her to the room, shut the door, and she heard his command and immediately found herself responding instinctively. She sank to her knees before him, and looked up at him with innocent eyes.

"Let me see if I remember what daddy enjoys." She said with a smirk. Slowly, she took his cock into her mouth, sinking herself down as far as she could go without gagging. Letting her tongue run up his shaft, she drew herself back towards the tip. Swirling her tongue around the head once, she let herself sink a bit farther down, gagging just slightly as his cock hit the back of her throat. She continued like this, taking him slightly deeper each time. When he was slick enough for her to move with ease, she raised her eyes to him seeking approval silently for her efforts.

Lilythe hadn't felt this happy in years. The gang's all here. James, Azzy, Vee, and Shadow... She wiped the tears from her eyes and beamed across the bar at Azrael. "Azzy, Sex on the Beach?" She said with a wink and a pause just long enough to ensure the innuendo had sunk in. "To drink, I mean. You can make one, right?" She bit her lip and looked across the bar at him. He did this. Lilythe didn't have any proof, not yet, but the only one who could have pulled it off was Azrael or James, and if James had done it he would have told her. Lilythe was fairly certain that Azrael had arranged for it, and she was ever so grateful.

Turning back to Vienna, Lilythe smiled softly "You didn't answer my question. How long are you in town for?" She was going to have to rearrange the schedule to make sure she crammed in as much time with Vee as possible before she left. Unless she's home for good. She dared allow herself to hope.

Lilythe turned to Shadow with a gentle smile. "The past is in the past, all is forgiven. Promise." Her smile was sincere. She really had forgiven him. After all, she still believed he was a good person at heart and that his jealousy had just gotten the better of him. She hoped that one day he would learn to forgive himself and move on.

Lilythe walked over to the bonfire. It was one of the few things that she had to look forward to at camp right now. Everything else had gotten beyond messy. Her love life in particular. Lilythe had no idea what she was thinking some of the time. But here and now, none of that was important.

Right now was about the new campers. That was something Lilythe always took a special interest in. She was, after all, the first home they had at camp. And she would lose some of them tonight to go be with their siblings. It was always bittersweet watching someone find their siblings. She wished them all the best, but she always selfishly wished she had more time with them. In her eyes, anyone that passed through her door once she became the cabin leader would always have a place in Cabin 11.

As the last rays of the sun set, Lilythe stood out before the campers. "Can I get all unclaimed campers nearing 13 to line up over by the bonfire? Thank you!" She said with a smile. She watched as they began to fall into line, but before they could finish, Lilythe saw a glow in the corner of her eyes. Above the head of Julia glowed a faint goblet. Then, before her eyes she watched as all the tiny cuts and scrapes healed, her skin took on an even more soft and dewy expression. "Looks like your mother wanted to claim you sooner rather than later. Cabin 18, Child of Hebe."

As Shadow dried her off, she could feel his eyes on her without opening her own to witness it. He wanted her, and in that moment she felt herself want him in return. As he hugged her, she could feel his hard cock and her own desire welled once more. He may not have had the passion that Azrael displayed when they were alone, but Shadow knew her body better than even she did at times. He was more methodical in his approach, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It's okay. You don't belong to anyone. She heard a thought enter her mind.

Hearing permission, she opened her eyes. "Daddy..." She blushed bright red. But she nodded. "Just this once." Lilythe bit her lip. She knew, deep down, that she was fooling herself. She had already fallen under his spell and once she let him go any further than they were now, it would all be over. But she wasn't in her right mind. Things were hazy and foggy. Lilythe's mind didn't feel entirely her own, but she couldn't place what was happening. All she knew was that right now, she wanted whatever Shadow had to offer.

Her eyes searched his, making a guess at what his next move would be. Trying to figure out what he desired from her. "Tell me how to please you, Daddy."

Lilythe smiled. "Maybe you will be! But even if you aren't, you can always come to me like a big sister. I'm kind of the camp mom." She said with a wink. "Why else do you think I'm up here with these awesome cookies and lemonade to greet kids?" That last part didn't really have anything to do with it. Most of the cabin leaders did a rotation in The Big House to greet new campers, and usually they offered some sort of food and drink, since the new campers were often tired and hungry. The real reason that Lilythe was camp mom was because more often than not she was their first cabin leader, she was third in line after Mr. D and Chiron when it came to running the place, and she had been here longer than anyone else had. She knew everyone and everyone knew her.

"Come on, let's go!" Lilythe said, leading Julia out onto the grounds. She walked her around and pointed out each of the cabins. Most of the major landmarks--like the mess hall and the amphitheater--were also part of the tour. Finally, she brought Julia to Cabin 11. "You'll rest here until you're claimed." Lilythe grinned. "Welcome home."

~~End RP~~

Please make your way to the bonfire for claiming, when you are ready.

Lilythe shrugged. "I don't know sweetheart. Honestly, none of us really get to talk to our parents one on one. And the rare instance it happens, it's usually not a good thing. They are usually giving us a warning of something bad to come." Sometimes they were the bad thing that was coming, but it probably wasn't good to get the girl too worried. "But what I can tell you is that until you're claimed, you'll get to stay with me in the Hermes cabin. My father is the god of travelers, so we take in those who don't have their homes yet." She said with a smile.

"Are you ready to see the camp?"

Lilythe moaned into the kiss as he tugged on her lower lip. Her head was foggy with lust and desire. Deep down she knew that this was a bad idea. But her mind kept swimming through thoughts of her and Shadow being together, and she felt herself continuously drawn to him. Lilythe almost whined when he broke the kiss and continued to wash her body. She bit her lip, and watched as he cleaned her.

"Yes daddy." She said, closing her eyes. It all came back to her so easily, being his. She remembered what it was like in the early days, when they had first discovered they could explore their kinks with one another. Lilythe had always lived to please her partner, and Shadow had always been able to provide that dominant authority she desired from him. Settling herself down in the tub, she waited for him to come back.

Upon his return, Lilythe quirked her brow, eyes still closed. "A surprise?" She held out her hand, letting him grab it and guide her to her feet. She stepped out of the tub and let him wrap her into the towel. She smiled and leaned against him. "Can I open my eyes now?"

Good girl. The words brought her right back. In that moment, she became his all over again. For the moment, at least, she found herself once again to be his property. But in the only way she had ever been okay with it. His hands explored her body and she felt the dirt and grime of the day wash away simultaneously cleaning her physical body, while bringing her mind to unspeakable filth. She imagined all the things the two of them had once done with one another, and she found herself yearning for those moments once more.

Her nipples firmed under his touch Weakness number two. She smirked to herself. Of course he remembers. But as his lips pressed to hers, she moaned softly into the kiss feeling him tease her pussy. Against his lips, she whispered, "How is it that you can still make me weak after all this time?"

Lilythe slipped her tongue across his lip, running it across the lower lip before sliding it next to his. She kissed him deeply, succumbing for the desire that he had stirred in her.

Nodding as Julia spoke about the children of Dionysus, "They can be. We definitely have a few that are. Though we've had some more docile ones in the past too." Lilythe thought of Pollux and Castor. They hadn't exactly been wild children. It hurt to think about them though. Losing one of them in the wars was painful for everyone who knew them. For that reason, she was glad to see that Julia took her warning seriously. "Then let's hope the Gods keep the promise they made Percy after The Second Titan War then." Lilythe said with a smile.

"Each god is different. For example, children of Poseidon just get a trident symbol above their head, while Aphrodite gives her children a whole makeover. I've been around long enough to recognize all the symbols though. So don't worry, I'll know who it is." Probably. She thought to herself. Minor deities didn't all have kids yet. But Lilythe believed she knew enough of Greek stories to make the correct association.

A soft gasp escaped her lip as Shadow kissed her neck. Not fair. He knows my body better than anyone. After nearly a decade of dating, Shadow knew exactly how to drive Lilythe wild with just a touch. She was like putty in his hands, and that was without magic. She felt him undo her bra, and her cheeks grew more red. Then his hands slid to her shorts and she felt them falling to the floor as well.

All of a sudden she felt a rush of emotion come to her unbidden. His efforts went unnoticed behind her, and Lilythe only realized that her past desires for Shadow seemed to come flooding back to her. She could feel her heart race, and she found herself wondering why she had been fighting it. Clearly she still had some emotions to explore. Shadow was changing, and after all wasn't that really all she had wanted? If he could fix it, why couldn't they make it work? Lilythe reminded herself that she and Azrael weren't in a relationship, not really, and she was free to explore her feelings for Shadow. There was no reason to be so hesitant, surely.

"Yes, sir." She said with a smile and the old familiar tone she had used when they used to get intimate. If she was going to explore her feelings, she might as well. Following his instruction, she stepped into the bathtub and sat herself down in the warm water. It felt lovely against her skin, and she could certainly use the cleaning. But Lilythe couldn't keep her mind on that. She found herself looking up at Shadow, biting her lip. I forgot how handsome he really is...

Lilythe smirked. "He touched something that Zeus thought belonged to him." That was about the nicest way that Lilythe could think to put it in a way that was child friendly. After all, the girl didn't need to know every terrible detail about the gods, did she? "Dionysus is the god of wine, parties, and madness. His kids can use magic to grow and control vined plants--mostly grapes and strawberries--drive people insane...oh and they throw some pretty awesome parties." Lilythe said with a grin.

"The camp hasn't always been around, but it's been around for a very long time. Before World War II even. We found an old bunker from back then a few years ago that had been forgotten about. The Hephaestus kids use it to build things." Lilythe set her glass of lemonade down on the counter. She fixed Julia with a very solemn look, "I hope we never have to find out. We fought very hard to defend the gods from the Titans, we earned that deal Percy made with them. If they go back on their deal, it would probably mean war." Lilythe didn't believe in lying to children. Being a demigod was hard. She was younger than Julia when she had fought in The Second Titan War. It wouldn't do her any good to pretend that being a half-blood was all superheroes and sunshine.

Lilythe didn't have much time to process their close proximity before she felt herself being pulled into a kiss. It was soft, and tender. Like the first time they had kissed back when they were young. She closed her eyes and melted into it, the familiar warmth of his lips pressed to hers almost comforting. She could remember all the good times that the two of them had shared before he changed. It wasn't until she got a flash of a thought about Azrael that she was able to break herself from the kiss, right at the same time he did.

"I... um..." Her cheeks flushed. "No, I get it. Old habits right..." She squirmed where she stood, clearly a little uncomfortable. It wasn't that she didn't care about him. If she was being honest, she had probably gone along with it because she clearly did still feel something. But now that she had, she was embarrassed. They were supposed to be moving on.

Letting him help her down, Lilythe walked at a brisk pace to the other side of the boathouse to grab the oars. She grabbed them off the wall and quickly got into the canoe. "Let's.... Let's get going." She said, clearly wanting to move past their lapse in judgment.

~~~End RP~~~

Lilythe stood there, looking down at Shadow as he sat at the edge of the tub and grabbed the rag. She bit her lip. Why couldn't she just tell him no? The word wouldn't come out. Her cheeks flushed at the idea of him seeing her naked. Not because it would be anything new, the two of them had dated since their teenage years. Lilythe was just concerned that if she let him, it would blur the lines further. They were supposed to just be friends. "I don't know Shadow... won't that just confuse things more?" She chewed nervously on her bottom lip.

He grabbed her hand, and Lilythe felt like a teenager again. Her pulse raced, and she locked her eyes with his. "J...J...Just this once." She heard herself saying before she even thought about it. Lilythe didn't know where this was coming from. She thought she had left their relationship in the past. But with him there, acting like the person she had fallen for, his skin touching hers--even if it was just a hand--Lilythe couldn't help it. She was under his spell--and she didn't know how literally true that was.

Closing the door to the bathroom, Lilythe let her hand pry free from Shadow's and she lifted the orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt up and over her head. Dropping it on the floor, she stood there in just her bra and shorts. Her hair still pulled back into the ponytail.

As his lips pressed more enthusiastically into hers, Lilythe felt her pulse begin to race. Azrael had the most intoxicating effect on her, and she was beyond smitten with him in this moment. She returned the passion in his kisses and let out a soft sigh of bliss as he pinned her second arm down and pressed his weight against her, and the subtle click of the second pair of cuffs could be heard. Lilythe grinned against his lips as she felt his hand weave into her hair.

Before long she felt his breath against her ear, hearing him whisper sweet words. She blushed as he spoke and bit her lip again. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Blackburn.". A soft moan escaped her lips as he pressed his against her neck. It was one of her weaknesses and he had learned how to exploit it that night in New York. In this moment, she felt herself turn to complete putty in his hands as her blood raced in her veins.

His hand began to explore her body, and Lilythe let out another soft moan as his thumb teased her nipple. That's two weaknesses. Internally she smirked. Azrael had managed to learn her body faster than she had anticipated he would. Tonight had been intended to be about making things up to him for treating her so well. But she could see that Azrael was determined to ensure that she enjoyed herself too. His hand continued to explore her body, sending tingles up her spine. As it finally came to rest at its destination, she felt his lips press to hers, tongue searching. Hers met with his, and she could feel herself growing wet from his efforts.

In this position, tied up and at his mercy, she couldn't do much more than let him have his way. She was content with that, however. After all, it was exactly what she had come here to give him.

A small chuckle escaped Lilythe's lips. "Yes, you'll probably see him again. And I'm sure your friendship was real. The satyr that brought me here still keeps in touch." She couldn't speak on the satyr's behalf, of course. But she hadn't yet met a satyr that truly hadn't cared about the campers they brought. Even Gleeson had cared about Clarisse, Piper, Leo, and Jason despite being a bit more rough around the edges than most satyrs. "He just won't be around all the time because we send the satyrs out to go look for campers like you." She said with a smile. "But I'm sure when he is around, he'd be happy to spend time with you."

At the next question Lilythe shook her head. "No. The gods... they aren't exactly the most reliable parents. They... don't visit often. And when they do it doesn't usually mean good news." Lilythe gave the girl an apologetic look. It was the honest truth though. The handful of times that the gods had come to camp or visited a camper, bad things happened. It wasn't really ever a good sign when they showed up. "Well, except Mr. D. He's Dionysus. Since he's still serving out his punishment from Zeus here, he'll claim his campers personally. But that's not really by his choice." Lilythe chuckled. Dionysus had been punished for having an affair with a nymph that Zeus favored. As a result the king of the gods banished Mr. D. to the mortal realm for 100 years and forbade him from consuming alcohol during that time. It had been really hard for Dionysus, and Lilythe felt for him. But still, he was a god. At the end of the day, none of them had been good parents over the years.

The last question was a lot easier and happier for Lilythe to answer. "Yes! The powers will primarily be based on who your parent is. But for the most part in general I can guarantee that you are stronger than most mortals, faster than most mortals, and in general more durable than most mortals. Beyond that it will depend on who your parent is." Lilythe sipped a bit more of her lemonade as her throat began to dry from speaking. She was happy she was able to answer most of the girl's questions though, and would continue to talk to her for as long as she had questions.

If pressed, Lilythe couldn't have articulated why she allowed that night's events to happen. Perhaps it was the familiarity. Perhaps it was the fact that she wasn't really over Shadow yet. Or perhaps there had been something sinister at work that she hadn't been aware of. For whatever reason, when Shadow offered the bath, her cheeks flushed bright red, and she simply replied "You shouldn't have..." But she walked into the cabin and let him lead her to the bathroom.

It was beautiful. She gasped when she saw it. He had set up the perfect bath, and she could feel a tug at the back of her mind telling her that this was a dumb decision. She knew deep down that if Azrael found out that he would be hurt. Still, she found herself heading over to it. "Shadow, really. This is... it's so lovely. And I really could use the bath. You don't mind waiting until I finish to spend our time together?" She had assumed he hadn't planned on waiting in the room with her.

Lilythe had been so focused on trying to get the canoe down that she didn't realize that Shadow had done anything. Unbidden the image of Azrael flirting with some girl back in New Rome came to her mind. She immediately felt doubt about his sincerity with her, but tried to brush it aside. What did she care if he had some girl back there before? He obviously still chose to come home. He still chose her in the end. She had dated Shadow, afterall. Azrael was allowed to have exes. It was just insecurity.

She shook that thought from her mind as she felt Shadow come up behind her. His body still had that familiar warmth. Lilythe felt her heartbeat increase as she remembered what his touch had felt like. Things with Shadow hadn't always been bad. In fact, he had never really been a bad lover. It was his possessiveness that got in the way. If he managed to get over that, he would probably make some girl very happy someday--Lilythe thought to herself. He lifted the canoe over her with ease, and as she turned to help put it down she found herself face to face with him.

"I... um..." Her cheeks flushed at being this close to him again. "Oars. We need oars." She bit her lip softly. She could get around him to go grab them without pushing past. So instead she found herself standing there with her face inches from his.