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Ciri and the Beast (Witcher/Disney)

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He'd learned long ago that nothing good came of consorting with the Fae, but even worse came from actively opposing or threatening him. That's why, when a visitor comes to the Beast's Castle by way of teleportation, smelling of both Fae and Magic, Beast decides that discretion is the better part of valor.

Having learned his lesson all too well, he leaves his servants to host her without his presence, eager to just stay out of her way and avoid offering any kind of insult that might cause her to make his situation even worse than it already is.

Of course, he's also worried that his own temper will get the better of him and cause him to attack her. That too could result in things being made worse for all of them… again.

And so he endeavors to remain hidden in other parts of the Castle. It's a large structure to be fair, with so many more rooms than any normal person would ever bother to search or explore. There should have been no issue with avoiding his 'guest', he figured. In the end, the only way they would stumble into one another is if she purposefully sought him out.

… Which is of course exactly what happens. She hunts him down while he's reading in one of his numerous studies and the transformed prince barely has time to register her rapid approach before she's teleported into the room with him.

Rising swiftly from his chair, he turns with a snarl, only to stiffen up at her beauty. He knows her smell, but not her looks, having been avoiding her to the best of his abilities. As such, he's caught off guard by just how beautiful she is.

Ashen-haired with green eyes and a lithe body, the Fae is dressed in a white blouse and leather pants. She wears heeled boots of all things as well, giving her an extra inch or two of height. And finally, there's a beautiful looking, dangerous feeling sword on her back, one that she's immediately reached for with one gloved hand while holding the other gloved hand in front of her to ward him off.

"Hey there. I'm not here to fight. I don't want to hurt you unless you make me."

The Beast narrows his eyes at her. She sounds less like a Fae by every passing moment, but she still stinks of them. Except now that she's much closer, he's able to differentiate between her smell and the smell of Fae. She's covered in their stench, but it is not her own.

The smell of magic though, that's completely her own. She's definitely got power, even if she might just be human after all.

"Your servants have told me about the curse, you know. I'm willing to try and help you break it, if you like."

Beast blinks slowly, baffled by the offer. Help him break it? The only way to break the curse was if he loved and was loved in turn. He didn't see how it would work between them though. He might be a monster now, but he was a Prince once. And she… she was clearly some form of hunter, or adventurer.

Smiling at him, the woman pulls her sword off of her back… but doesn't draw it. Instead, she sets it aside completely, still sheathed. Then she stands up, unarmed.

"My name is Ciri. You've been put through quite the ordeal from the sound of things. But nobody deserves to be the plaything of fae. I should know, really."

He blinks. The way she talked, maybe she did know. And yet…

"The only way to break the curse is to love me. But as you can see, I am unlovable. It's impossible."

Ciri blinks as he finally breaks his silence. Then, she smiles wider and takes a provocative step forward.

"I wouldn't be so sure. There's all sorts of love in the world. All sorts of women too. Who are you to tell me what I can and cannot love?"

He narrows his eyes, watching her close the distance between them when he doesn't immediately react. Obviously, he knows she still has magic so even if she set her sword aside, he's still tense. But Ciri… Ciri doesn't try and cast any sort of spell on him. Instead, she runs her hands down his chest, letting out a shuddering breath.

"I'm confident I can break your curse. But first… I would feel you. I would experience you in every possible way… as a woman can experience a man."

His eyes widen at that as he finally realizes what she's implying. It's made even more obvious as the heady scent of her arousal suddenly fills his nostrils, flooding his senses with her desire. This woman… was a deviant of the highest order.

And yet, he longs to be free. He longs to be whole again. So he doesn't try and stop her when she pushes him gently but firmly down into his chair again. Nor when she kneels between his legs, her hands gliding lower to the waistband of his breeches.

"Mm… you truly are a beast… luckily for you, I'm quite fond of such things. Let me help you~"

Her fingers deftly unfasten the Beast's breeches, leaving him to watch on as she gasps when his massive, monstrous cock springs free from the confines and slaps against her cheek with a rather obscene sound. Her green eyes widen at the sight of his length, taking in the view of every throbbing inch of his beastly member.

This was another bit of cruelty by the Enchantress who had cursed him in the first place. His cock is too much for any human woman to ever take and he fully expects Ciri to rear back in horror and fear.

However, instead… a shudder runs through the ashen-haired girl's body as she beholds his monster cock. Not one of fear, but exhilaration and excitement. Her tongue traces out to lick her lips and the scent of her arousal grows even thicker in the air as she seems to become wet down below just from the sight of his member.

"You're magnificent. I've never seen anything so… perfect."

Looking up at him, Ciri smiles wickedly.

"I want you to take me. I want you to fuck me like the beast you are. I want to feel every inch of you inside of me, filling me, using me. I promise in the moment where we are both complete… I will love you with everything I am. And I assure you; you will love me too~"

Then, as if to make it abundantly clear how she's going to make that happen, she leans forward, her tongue darting out to capture a bead of precum already oozing out of his monstrous cock. She moans at the taste before opening her mouth nice and wide and wrapping her lips around the head of his member.

Beast shudders, even though she's only able to take just the tip of him in her mouth at first. Her jaw no doubt aches from the strain of accommodating his length. However, that doesn't stop her from soon beginning to suck, her tongue swirling this way and that as he gets more and more aroused.

As she sucks and slurps, Ciri also brings her hands up to pump at his shaft, stroking the rest of his thick, pulsing length with slow, deliberate movements. Beast marvels at her technique, groaning as his cock throbs in her palms as if it has a life of its own.

Soon, she somehow manages to take more and more of him into her mouth as well. Inch by inch, she descends down his length until he can feel himself hitting the back of her throat. Ciri gags slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she seems determined all the same.

As she works more of him past her lips, one of her hands falls away and creeps beneath her shirt, groping at her own breast. Beast groans when this causes her to moan around his cock, sending reverberations up and down his length.

He's not sure how long this goes on for, but eventually it comes to a close with Ciri pulling back, gasping and panting as saliva mixed with precum connect her lips to the engorged head of his monster cock for a moment. She gasps for air as she looks up at him with a lustful look in her eyes.

"You're more than I ever could have expected… and I love it."

He would blush if he could still feel embarrassment, but they're well beyond that. Ciri seems to agree because she stands up a moment later and begins to strip without another word, tossing aside her top and leather pants and gloves. She rips her clothes off of her body like a woman possessed, until finally she stands before him, bare and wanting.

Seeing her naked for the first time, he has to admit that she's unlike any woman he's ever seen. And yet, at the same time he finds himself likening her body to a work of art in his head. All lean muscle mixed with feminine curves, her breasts are full and high on her chest, her waist is narrow, and her hips are wide and inviting.

But she's also covered in scars, making it obvious that she's more of a warrior than any woman should be. Or perhaps that was merely his own inherent biases speaking. Who was he to say what a woman could or couldn't be?

In the end, his eyes are most drawn down to her glistening wet folds tucked between her thighs. She climbs into his lap as her pussy drips with need, straddling him and pressing her slick wet sex against the side of his cock. Gripping his shoulder with one hand, she positions herself above him and grips his member with the other.

Then, with one swift, downward motion, Ciri impales herself on the Beast's monstrous length, throwing her head back with a guttural moan as he splits her open.

She's incredibly tight, maddeningly so. Her walls clench and squeeze around his massive member. It's clearly a struggle for her to even take him, her body resisting the sheer size of his monstrous shaft… but Ciri is nothing if not determined.

With a grunt of effort, the ashen-haired woman sinks down until she's taken him all the way to the hilt, his cock buried to the balls inside of her slick, hot cunt.

For a moment, she stays absolutely still and he fears that she's hurt himself in the process. Her body trembles and his clawed hands go to her waist as he prepares to ask if she's alright. But then… then she tosses her head back and lets out the most wanton, aroused cry that Beast has ever heard from a woman's lips before.

Despite being so utterly filled, despite no doubt feeling every throbbing vein and pulsing ridge of his cock… Ciri begins to move. She lifts herself up and then slams herself back down again. She impales herself on his massive length with brutal force, setting a punishing pace and bouncing up and down with reckless abandonment.

He, of course, is uninjured… and if Ciri is hurting herself, she certainly doesn't show it. In fact, the smell of her arousal is heavier and thicker in the air than ever before. His nostrils flare as she rides him wildly, moaning all the while and raking her nails down his chest.

She's using him for her pleasure… but also giving him such pleasure in turn. It's in that moment that he begins to believe. It's in that moment that he realizes she means it. She loves him in this form. She loves him as a monster.

And he… for ending his lonely torment, for finally being the one to give him such companionship… Beast loves her to. In that moment, as they fuck and enjoy one another's body, he feels true love well up in his chest for this beautiful, inexplicable woman currently riding his monstrous member.

Finally, after who knows how long, he cums inside of her and she in turn squeals as she orgasms all over his cock. That proves to be the final straw for the curse apparently, because even as they're both holding onto one another for dear life, he can feel it… the curse shatters from their shared love and mutual bliss.

Slowly, he transforms back into a man with Ciri still right there, naked and impaled upon his cock. He goes from Beast to Prince once more and even finds that he can remember his name again, even as the Castle itself also transforms back to its original form and the servants are all returned to their original bodies.

Prince Adam, not the Beast, is the one who looks into Ciri's green eyes as she smiles at him, running her fingers over his chiseled jaw.

"There you are. Welcome back to humanity, good sir."

Flushing, Adam lets out a shuddering breath.

"Thank you, my lady. I owe you more than I can ever repay Though I fear I am no longer quite equipped to satisfy your unique needs any longer."

Ciri just laughs, her eyes twinkling merrily.

"I always knew that would happen, of course. But you needn't fret. I wasn't going to be able to stick around permanently either way. And really, I don't mind a big, strong, strapping human man all that much either."

She winks at him, even as she gyrated upon his no longer monstrous cock, causing Adam's breath to hitch and his member to throb inside of her. He may no longer be able to smell her arousal… but he doesn't need to in order to be able to tell that they're far from done.

In fact, they're just getting started~

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