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The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance - Encounters	By : GrayNeko Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 1114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Content Tag: Rape, Oral Sex

Seladon felt like a fraud in the midst of all this merry making. She was the All-Maudra that had nearly led her people to ruin and yet she found herself greeted and cheered on all sides. True that she had seen the error of her ways and fought against the Skeksis in open rebellion but even in that she had failed, despite her people's victory. Her eyes drifted to the shroud covered body of Maudra Fara, residing on a hastily erected platform as a place of honor for the Stonewood leader. Near her a mound of rocks was slowly being constructed, a cairn to commemorate the battle and those who fell in it. The revelers had been adding to it since the celebration began.

Seladon cast her eyes about and knelt down to pull a rock free from where it had been stuck between two roots. As she joined the procession of those adding to the cairn the noise and voices of those around her seemed to recede. Every step took her back in time until she was entering the throne room of the Crystal Palace. A tremor began in her hands as the distant sounds of laughter began to come back into focus but they were no longer the joyous sound of her people but the cruel, mocking laughter of the Skeksis. The bodies around her felt like they were pressing in and it took all of her self-control not to cry out and run. With a shaky breath she placed her stone atop the pile and nearly tripped in her hurry to get away. Hands reached out to help her but she didn't see the owners, only flashes of the Skeksis tearing at her with their claws. She pulled away from the others as panic fully took hold of her, breaking into a run as she sought out the one thing she could still count on.

"Brea? Brea? Where are you?"

She careened down an empty path, stumbling as tears welled in her eyes. Finally she rounded a corner and her sister came into sight. The look of surprise on Brea's face told her what kind of a state she must be in and she nearly collapsed into her sister's arms.

"Seladon?! What's wrong?"

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Gurjin was having a great time, someone had found barrels of peachberry wine and now cups were being passed about, enlivening the mood. Gurjin had drained several cups already and was still hugging anyone who came at him with open arms. He knew they still had work to do regarding the Skeksis but right now he was just enjoying the moment. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to find Rian, who he quickly engulfed in a bear hug.

"Hey hero, how are you doing?"

"Guh, I'm... doing better Gurjin. Can you come with me?" Rian asked as he was set down, motioning for Gurjin to follow him. They quickly left the party behind though Gurjin did grab a pitcher of wine as they went. He hummed a jaunty tune as he sipped from the pitcher only to choke on his drink when Seladon and Brea came into view around the bend. They were sitting in the landing of someone's home, Seladon clinging to her little sister who was stroking her hair.

"What's going on?" he finally managed to get out after coughing up the wine he had tried to breathe.

"We're not sure, she's in a panic and we don't know how to help her," Rian said quietly as he leaned close to Gurjin.

"And you brought me to do what? Do a dance for her?" Gurjin asked as he gestured a little too wildly with the pitcher, causing some of the wine to slosh over the lip.

Rian stepped back from the splashing liquid and regarded his friend with thinning lips, "I was going to ask to you to help me look for Mother Aughra but now that I think about it, maybe you should stay with Seladon while Brea and I look for her."

"Suit yourself, haven't seen ol' Aughra for a while now though. Not one for company that one," Gurjin said as Rian approached Brea and whispered in her ear. She reluctantly moved her sister off of her though Seladon seemed almost catatonic at this point and barely noticed.

"Please look after her and make sure she stays here," Brea asked as she placed a hand on Gurjin's shoulder, sobering him slightly with the seriousness of her tone.

"Of course, she'll be alright," Gurjin reassured her as she and Rian began to head down the path. He turned back to Seladon who was leaning against the wall of the house, hugging herself as she stared at nothing. What was he going to do with her? He mulled over some ideas as he took another swig from the pitcher before glancing down at the container in his hand.

"Err, Seladon? Fancy a drink?" he tried to ask casually, holding out the pitcher to her. When she didn't respond he shuffled over and sat down beside her, once more offering her the pitcher. "Come on now, have a bit. It will help you feel better."

"How... how will anything be better?" Seladon finally said as she weakly pushed the pitcher away. "After everything I've done? I don't deserve to feel better! I-Ow!"

Seladon cried out and grabbed her arm where Gurjin had just pinched her roughly. She looked at the Drenchen in shock as he drank deeply from the pitcher.

"What was that for?"

"Well you said you don't deserve to feel better, so did you deserve that?"

Seladon continued to rub her arm as she bristled at Gurjin's flippant attitude, "How dare you make light of what I've been through!"

"I'll dare quite a lot when the All-Maudra wants to wallow in self-pity when she ought to be leading her people and preparing for a war that will get a lot worse than what happened today," Gurjin snapped as he leaned in close to Seladon.

She leapt to her feet to stare haughtily down at him, "And what would a Drenchen know of the burdens of leadership?"

Gurjin was suddenly towering over her, pushing her back into the corner of the landing, "This Drenchen just happens to be the son of Maudra Laesid so it's actually Prince Gurjin to you!"

Seladon had never really taken notice of Gurjin's size before but now she saw that he was truly imposing, especially with his ire raised. The prominent bumps above his brow, one of the distinguishing features of the Drenchen clan, seemed almost truly hornlike as he glowered down at her. Backed into the corner she felt a flutter of fear in her gut that was unlike her panic attack from earlier. This fear, it... it almost felt good.

"You think you're afraid? You think you've suffered? I'll show you pain and terror," Gurjin said as he read the more obvious emotion on her face. He forcefully grabbed her wrist to press their palms together.

Seladon didn't realize he was initiating a Dreamfast and her heightened emotional state made it impossible to resist. Soon all the agony Gurjin had experienced at the hands of the Skeksis was flooding her mind. The terror of being strapped into the chair and the near mind shattering pain of having one's very soul ripped away little by little. But the worst of it all was that this Dreamfast was two way, all of her thoughts, emotions, and memories were pooling together and flowing into Gurjin's mind.

Finally the strain of it became too much and Gurjin stumbled back, gasping for air. Seladon was winded too but the trained warrior recovered faster and grabbed her, hoisting her off the ground as he snarled, "You burned your mother! You tried to sell the rest of us to the Skeksis!"

His breathing slowed as he continued to process everything that had passed between them, his eyes hardening with contempt. His voice dripped with scorn, "And to top it all off you don't have the decency to be ashamed. All of this, me, my anger, your fear, it arouses you."

She tried to deny the accusation but he pinned her with one arm, his free hand diving beneath the remnants of her dress to cup her pussy. She tried to make an indignant growl but the moan that escaped her forced her to confront the fact that she was so wet her panties were soaked.

Gurjin was far from done as he ripped her panties off, tossing them away before moving to work at his pants. His nostrils flared as his breath quickened again, he didn't know it was possible to be so angry and still be capable of getting an erection. His blood boiled and it reflected in his cock as it sprang free of his trousers, throbbing in time with his racing heart.

"Gurjin... please... don't..." Seladon choked out as he continued to pin her to the wall, making it hard to breathe. Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock, it was far bigger than those of the paladins' that she had taken to her bed back in Ha'rar when the stress of her duties became too frustrating. It had to be as long as her forearm and bore bumps down its formidable length similar to the ones on Gurjin's forehead.

"Don't?! I thought you didn't deserve to feel better? Well don't worry All-Maudra, I'm not doing this to make you feel better," he shifted his arm so his hand closed around her throat, cutting of any further protest. As she weakly tried pry him from her neck he leaned in and hissed, "I'm doing this because it's what you deserve."

His free hand hiked up her dress and then grabbed her leg under the knee, forcibly spreading her as he tried to aim his cock at her drenched hole. His first attempted missed but made Seladon gurgle in alarm as his shaft went low and she found herself straddling his girth as it curved up between her ass cheeks. She whimpered in fearful anticipation as he dragged his cock back, smearing it with her pussy juices. Finally just the head remained and Gurjin pulled it back ever so slowly until it aligned with the entrance of her pussy. She closed her eyes, trying to wish the reality away but had that delusion shattered as Gurjin thrust into her savagely.

His cock was as big as she feared as that first thrust punched the entrance of her womb so hard her eyes crossed and she would have doubled over had Gurjin not been pinning her in place.

"By Thra, you've a tight cunt!" Gurjin growled as he let go of her neck to grab her other leg, spreading her properly. He wasn't worried about her trying to fight back, her haughty features were almost laughable as her mouth hung agape and the remnants of her makeup smeared or ran from sweat. Each thrust just made her more pathetic to him, gasping and twitching as he buried his dick to the hilt. When she did finally reach for him it was to cling desperately as her body grew hotter and hotter until she was weak and delirious. He would have grown soft in disgust except for the anger that raged like an inferno within him.

Pain and pleasure had blurred until they were inseparable to Seladon. Her wings ached to spread and flap wildly but pressed against the wall as she was all they could do was twitch painfully. She wanted to cry out, to scream for him to stop but the fear of what he would do if she did strangled her even more effectively than his hand had. She hated clinging to Gurjin but as he remorselessly raped her the world spun wildly and he was the only thing that still seemed solid. Her fracturing mind seized on that detail, Gurjin was still here, he hadn't abandoned her after seeing how despicable she truly was. His hatred of her had cleaved him to her in a way that suddenly made everything rapturous. Strength surged into her arms and she pulled Gurjin into a deep kiss.

Gurjin's eyes widened as Seladon abruptly kissed him. Momentarily he feared she was going to make an attempt to bite him but she only moaned wantonly as her tongue invaded his mouth. He pulled away in shock and revulsion, was there no depravity Seladon wouldn't sink to?

"If you want to put that whore mouth to use," he spat as he pulled out of her. He dropped her legs and barely gave her time to catch herself before grabbing a handful of her silver hair and forcing her to her knees. She cried out weakly and then was muffled as Gurjin shoved his cock in her mouth. He quickly grabbed another fistful of her hair close to her scalp and held her head in place as he pistoned his hips.

She choked and gagged reflexively around his cock but did not fight him even as tears ran down her cheeks. She was done trying to resist him, if Thra meant for her to be kept from this her sister or Rian would have returned by now to save her. No, it was Thra's will that Gurjin had been sent to her and she would submit absolutely to pay penance for her crimes. To prove her resolve she grabbed Gurjin's hips and drove herself down onto his cock until she was deepthroating him. As she struggled to resist her gag reflex she looked up at him adoringly, her eyes burning with a fervor that bordered on zealotry.

Gurjin was once more caught off guard by Seladon's actions and as much as he despised her for being the whore that she was he could not deny the pleasure in feeling his cock plundering her throat. He moaned deeply as he allowed her to set the pace for once, his hands shifting from gripping her hair to merely resting on her head.

"You really are a whore aren't you?" he asked rhetorically as one hand slid down her head to caress her ear. She shivered at the barest show of affection and redoubled her efforts, slurping loudly as she bobbed her head up and down on the length of his dick.

The urge to come was growing stronger, cooling his anger slowly and with it his stamina finally seemed to reach its limit. He grunted sharply as his grip tightened on Seladon's head and he held her in place while the first jets of cum burst from his cock. Seladon had no choice but to swallow down as much as she could and much still spilled down her chin. Finally Gurjin pulled back, allowing Seladon to collapse in a coughing fit.

She slowly raised her gaze to meet Gurjin's hard glare and then bowed her head as she prostrated herself before him, "Thank you Prince-"

"Stop," he cut her off, causing her to look up at him again. There was something in the way he looked at her that conveyed more than just contempt but she could not tell if it was further ill-will or not.

"Seladon, you may yet be the worst Gelfling I've ever met-" She dropped her gaze to the ground at his chastisement but was stopped by Gurjin as he knelt on one knee and caught her chin with his hand. "But for better or for worse you are the All-Maudra. We cannot afford to find a new leader at this time and I won't let Maudra Fara's sacrifice be in vain. So for the sake of our people you must never bow your head, to anyone."

For a moment Seladon reeled from this turnaround but as his words sunk in it was as if she could hear Thra itself speaking through him. She had been put through a crucible and come out humbled but stronger for it.

"I understand Prince Gurjin," she said as she unsteadily made it to her feet. Gurjin was surprisingly considerate and helped her maintain her balance. She studied him cautiously and saw the signs of inner turmoil in his features which seemed suddenly much more regal to her. It was clear he still held much distaste for her and yet he was willing to put that aside in the interest of all Gelflings. Beyond that she thought she detected a hint of guilt or apprehension over what had just transpired between them and she realized that wouldn't do at all. As far as she was concerned Gurjin was a divine tool of Thra and she did not want him to hesitate in using his divine tool again if she needed to be... kept in line.

"Prince Gurjin, what would you say to being appointed my personal bodyguard?" she asked as she stepped closer to him, letting their bodies press against one another. Gurjin was stunned by the offer and her silent implication.

"That sounds like a great honor, All-Maudra. Are you sure you want me for the position?" he asked as he cocked a brow curiously.

"There is no one else as well suited for the... position," Seladon couldn't believe she was still capable of blushing after what she had just been through but she found her cheeks turning crimson all the same. She even went so far as to delicately drag her fingers up his inner thigh as she spoke.

"I... graciously accept, All-Maudra," Gurjin said before pulling away momentarily to retrieve something from the ground. He offered her the discarded pitcher, "How about that drink now Seladon?"

She intertwined her free hand with his as she took the pitcher and drank deeply from it. She passed it back to him with a sigh of gratitude, "You were right, I did need a drink to feel better."

Before Gurjin could parse out if that had been innuendo they heard the flutter of wings and looked up to see Brea flying down to them.

"I just wanted to check up on- Oh! Seladon, you seem better. Thank goodness! That's so fortunate because we've had no luck finding Mother Aughra..."

Brea's words slowly died as she noticed their clasped hands and her head swiveled between the two of them several times in confusion, "Did I miss something?"

Gurjin was struggling to choke back a laugh, so much so that Seladon was squeezing his hand like a vice as she tittered nervously, "Not at all, unless you count me having a bit of a breakdown. But Gurjin was here for me and showed me a side of him I hadn't expected."

Dumbstruck, Brea's mouth hung open slightly for a moment before she remembered herself, "Well then I'm glad for you two, truly I am. I will find Rian and tell him everything is fine now. I guess we'll see you back with the others."

She turned and leapt into the air, quickly disappearing from sight, leaving Seladon and Gurjin to slowly meander back to the celebration arm in arm with Seladon resting her head on her swain's shoulder.
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