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Mariana and Astaroth: Leveling the playing field NSFW

Mariana had tried time and time again to try and change Astaroth to becoming more and more kind toward humanity which he easily destroyed in onslaught for revenge but all times had failed. She tried her best to work peace offerings, bribes, and even small sacrifices to him in order to quell his rage. It would work for mere moments but only after that would hell come back to it’s full power. Mariana was finally at the end of her rope trying to figure out how exactly to mend the ways of the man who was so injured. That was when she finally came to one thought that protruded in her mind above the rest, a smile crossing her face as she finally figured out exactly what it is she was going to do. Astaroth sat in his throne of stone, carved almost as if by the finest of craftsmen, only made by his powers as many other elements floated around, a ball above him of flame, water, Earth, and torrents of wind. Mariana approached him, her eyes accusing as she stared at him, and he stood prepared to attack. That is, until Mariana wrapped her hands around him and placed her lips on his own, her body pressed against him, her weight pushing him back slowly toward the throne he had been sitting in, his eyes going wide in surprise yet still holding the anger inside. She stopped kissing him and placed him down onto the throne, his eyes looking up to her as she began to strip her clothes off, revealing her body to him piece by piece until she stood before him fully naked. He looked at her in confusion as she kneeled before him and reached into his pants, moving them down a little and freeing his cock, now standing at attention. Astaroth didn’t understand what was going on and more so could do nothing as Mariana brought her lips around the head of his dick and began move her head back and forth. Astaroth grimaced at first, the feeling of pleasure slowly setting as her head bobbed up and down on his dick, moving more down as time went on, her head softly tending to him. Soon she fully took him in, her mouth working down to the base, Astaroth groaning as he felt her hot mouth on his dick. Not understanding the love he was receiving and the care Mariana gave him as she fingered herself, he stood and placed his hands on her head and began to fuck her face, her eyes growing wide as she fingered herself harder, Astaroth working his hips harder and harder, careful not to break her nose but enough to continue pleasuring himself. Soon though, he began to grunt as he slammed his hips to her face and stopped, tears falling down her face from the sexual abuse, though her pleasure at the throes of ecstasy at this way of sex. Cum flooded down her throat, straight into her stomach as Astaroth pulled out his dick and painted her face with hot, thick cum. He breathed out and sat back down as Mariana pulled drenched fingers from her pussy, hungry now for the main course. Mariana slowly stood up and straddled Astaroth, her eyes filled with lust as she lifted herself over him, and took his dick in her hand before he thrust into her, moans escaping from her mouth that echoed along the walls of the temple. Slowly he began to thrust into her, his breathing becoming ragged until suddenly he bit her neck hard enough that she yelped in pain, breaking the skin. She did not falter though as she began to slam her hips against his own, moaning as the pain subsided from the bite, being replaced with a pleasure that drove her to ride him harder and harder, an animal instinct building in her as his thrusts met her. She knew how much he loved her pussy, his dick pulsing inside of her with each moment that the tip kissed her womb, her eyes beginning to draw back into her head as time went on. She suddenly yelled as cum began to explode into her womb, her hips going up only for Astaroth to but a little harder and pulling her down, his semen coating her walls enough so that it began to leak from her pussy onto the throne the two sat at. Mariana found later though that Astaroth was only nice with her, but she kept working at hit, burying his dick whenever she felt it was….. necessary. Written by: theended1 All credits go to and him and his writing! Please support him and his partner! Great people to work with and they accept commission and request!

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Mariana and Astaroth: Origins

Mariana had fell deeply in love with Grieves but she searched deeper and deeper within the tracks of the souls that were made from one another, searching, searching, hoping to find the very origin of where her love had been created. What she did not expect though was the monster that lay before her, an abomination that melded the elements with a mastery as it tore at the land, spirit and physically, it’s strength far more powerful than many of the gods she had met over the hundreds of years. All those who resided in this beasts dimension feared it’s power and referred to it as Astaroth, the god of Destruction. Mariana though, saw something else in the beast with her power to feel the soul. She saw within this maw of destruction held by this shadowy figure, was a hint of sadness so strong, it shined brightly to her like a crystal. So she left her current world and went to the time where Astaroth had been created.

Before her, a man lay on the ground, his body pierced and bloody, his eyes closed almost completely as he stood in the sky, his lips moving weakly as if he were saying something. Mariana wondered who the man was until suddenly he stood up, blood, and energy flowing into him as his torn body began to repair itself and the nature of the world began to bend weakly. Tornados began, hurricanes in the dry air began to sprout from nothing, balls of flame raining down from the heavens, pillars of rock slamming into the air, Mariana watching in awe as the man slowly formed a cloak around himself, his hair turning from a shade of blonde to fully black, his eyes now held in anger as his irises were demonically crimson. At that moment, Mariana felt herself fall in love for the second time as stood before her, a true figure of a man that made her quiver not in fear, but in respect. Soon the man turned and looked at her as destruction rained all around, killing the humans mercilessly and tearing the earth piece by piece, resetting it’s entirety. Soon, after the natural disasters slowly came to a stop, the man spoke, his voice many, powerful and endearing.

“Who are you?” Mariana shivered at the touch of his voice upon her, and she spoke over the destruction, her gentle voice, her soul, reaching toward this man with uncertainty and gentleness to take care of the wounds she had seen, ones that were inflicted far beyond comprehension.

“I am Mariana, the water goddess. I’ve come to heed your call.” For a single moment, the man’s eyes lit up and his face slowly curled to a smile then fell after a few seconds had passed, his eyes filling with a hatred that scalded her, the destruction coming to a stop as the land was now fully bare. Mariana raised her hand above her head and slowly, throughout the lands, gentle rains began to fall. The man spoke.

“I am Astaroth, the human who turned to god for the many forsaking me. You shall forsake me as well. Of that, I am certain.” His eyes looked to her accusingly but Marian took her steps forward with the small splashes of puddles that gathers, the earth recovering rapidly as plants began to spring to life. Soon she held him in her arms and caressed his back as she spoke into his ear with a gentle whisper.

“I will not forsake you, I will instead, love you for who you are.” Astaroth looked down, watching the life spring from the destruction and death he had wrought upon the world. He slowly blinked as he pulled himself away from her, his heart and soul unsure of the choices to make. He slowly began to step away from her.

“I cannot, not now. Not yet.” Mariana smiled though as Astaroth took off running into the rain, unafraid of losing him now that her heart had been planted into him. Soon she knew he would come back to her, and though still powerful and destructive, she knew she needed him. For without him, it was a simple reality that lay before her. She needed him.

He completed her.

Written by: theended1

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