Dragonlance: Raistlin

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Disclaimer: Dragonlance and its characters are owned by TSR. This story is a parody.

Notes: After writing my last story, I decided to start on another story set during War of the Twins while the book is still fresh in my mind. I will be using the softer tone I used in my previous Dragonlance story since I liked the way the story felt with the softer tone. I am also thinking about writing an original Dragonlance story sometime in the future. I hope you enjoy the story!

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Crysania sat in her room, Solinari’s light fluttering in through the window. She could feel someone’s eyes on her and turned around. Raistlin stood in the doorway of her chamber.

“It is time, Revered Daughter.” The mage said, extending his hand.

Crysania let Raistlin take her hand. The heat from the mage’s hand burned through the priestess. Crysania could smell Raistlin’s intoxicating scent as she moved closer to him. Raistlin pulled Crysania into his arms, pressing her lips to his own. Crysania could feel the burning desire in the mage, the lust shining in his eyes. Crysania could no longer ignore her feelings and gave into them. She pressed her lips harder against Raistlin’s, the heat of the mage’s body sending her into a fever. Raistlin responded by holding her closer knowing this was the only time they would ever have together.

Raistlin muttered a word, the door shutting behind him. He kissed the Revered Daughter again, leading her to her bed. Raistlin said another magic spell. Black and white robes mixed together on the floor of the chamber. Crysania held the mage’s frail body tightly, the light of the moon reflecting off his golden skin. Crysania separated from the mage and lay down on the bed, her pale skin seeming even paler in Solinari’s light. The priestess’s breasts were topped by small, erect nipples, which shone a pale pink in the moonlight. Raistlin leaned over the Daughter of Paladine, kissing her warm cheek, descending down her chest, kissing the smooth skin of her breasts, letting his tongue flick over her pale nipples. He pressed his burning right hand against Crysania’s vagina, rubbing the flesh slowly.

Crysania sighed in pleasure from Raistlin’s ministrations, sweat rolling down her forehead from the boiling heat of Raistlin’s body. Raistlin positioned his erect penis against Crysania’s entrance. He thrust completely inside of her. Crysania screamed in pleasure, the mage’s pole like a spear of molten fire plunging into her again and again. Crysania could not take the heat and came, her juices boiling as they flowed from her labia.

Raistlin did not stop as he felt Crysania’s inner muscles clench him tightly. He continued to push into her, a sheen of sweat covering his golden body. Crysania continued to cry out and came again and again, her juices staining the bed. The mage could hold on no more and gasped in orgasm, his semen shooting deep into Crysania’s stomach. Raistlin wheezed his breath as he lay down on Crysania, nearly falling asleep until he heard a siren in the distance.

His tiredness forgotten, Raistlin rose and quickly spoke a spell. Both his and Crysania’s robes reappeared on their bodies.

“Come, we must hurry to the portal.” Raistlin said coldly, pulling Crysania to her feet.

Raistlin and Crysania ran from her chambers to reach the Portal in the depths of Zhaman. Crysania noted the coldness in Raistlin voice and frowned, but only for a second. She was confident that Paladine would be with her during her battle with the Dark Queen and they would win.

The End

End Notes: I did not like the way this story came out compared to my last story. The sex scene was not as long, but I will write another Raistlin and Crysania story during a more appropriate time in the series and make the scene a lot longer. I hope you enjoyed the story anyway though!