Disgaea Fan Fiction ❯ Etna's Diary 15 - Angel’s Delight ❯ Etna's Diary 15 - Angel’s Delight ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Etna's Diary 15
Angel’s Delight


Author: TerraBreaker

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19/07/2008 – Posted fic on MM, and permission added above. This fic is just copied straight across from my AFF profile.

With Disgaea 2 having just been released I’ve created this little treat for Disgaea fans.

Well, it’s been a while, and evidently people need to be shown how to write a good disgaea-style romp in the throne room! Sorry, but no thrones in this one... Flonne takes centre stage this time, I’m sure you'll like it!

This fic follows on from my previous fic "Episode 15: The Throne, The Overlord & The Vassal" so make sure that you've read that before starting this fic.

Finally, before we begin, if you enjoy the fic, please leave a review (constructive if possible.) tell me your favourite part, what can be improved, etc. Without reviews I'll lose the will to live!

Anyway there are loads of RPG’s coming out before the year is up, highlights include, but are not limited to Disgaea 2 :), Valkyrie Profile Silmeria, Xenosaga III, so I guess I’ll be offline for a good few months – seriously, you do not want to see my RPG backlog :(

It's disclaimer time!!!

Foreword on the fic / A Word of Caution / SPOILER WARNING:

(It's that time again!)

This story continues loosely on from the "good" ending and also from my previous story Episode 15: The Throne, the Overlord & the Vassal. As such it contains minor spoilers that could ruin the game for you. If you haven't played through and completed the game (with the good ending), I suggest you stop reading and go and do it now.

This story is fictional, any similarities to real places, events, people (living or dead), Etc. were unintended and are purely coincidental.

This Fanfic is a lemon. For those of you unfamiliar with the term, lemon's contain explicit and often extreme sexual descriptions/content. Due to the nature of lemons they can provoke an extreme reaction from some people, who think that the activities a character engages in within the fic somehow mar that characters reputation. I've even known people become rather upset and/or angry concerning these fictional characters.

With that in mind, lets remember - all characters in this game are fictional, therefore any activities they engage in during this Fanfic are also FICTIONAL..

If you think that your perception of a character may be jeopardised by reading this fic, or you feel that sending abusive emails to the author will remedy the "situation," then please stop reading now. I'm not interested in hearing why you think a character would NEVER do such a thing, or why you think my writing sucks (unless it's constructive criticism of course.)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the rights to Disgaea:Hour of Darkness (which is a shame), Disgaea, the characters, locations etc are not mine, (which is also a shame) I'm not making any money from this nor am I a millionaire so don't bother to sue me!

All Characters/Placenames, etc are (C) Copyright Koei / Nippon Ichi Software. Used without permission.

Terra

* Disclaimer ends *
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A beautiful demon threw her head back, her eyes were closed as the soothing liquid flowing over her modest breasts washed away the last remnants of her recent tryst with Laharl, Overlord of the Netherworld. Water poured down relentlessly against her face, the droplets tracing a path down her long ears before falling to the floor. As the water stopped the demon’s eyes slowly opened as she stepped out of the shower.

Lazily shaking herself dry as her bare feet touched the cool stone floor and still very much in the mood, the red haired demon elected against modelling revealing lingerie to seduce a certain overlord, and instead quickly threw on the scraps of material which passed as her clothes, left her hair in its current state and scampered through the castle to rejoin her lover for the night.

Patrols were as thorough and regular as ever, with Prinnies blatantly sleeping on the job and/or gambling their lives away, en route to the throne room several female mages appeared to be involved in an escalating debate regarding whom had the biggest bust, pausing only momentarily as a Lillith glided silently past.

Etna chuckled, pleased that at last some sense of normality had returned to the Netherworld, indeed she had not done too badly for herself after the recent power struggle had been resolved, and even Flonne seemed happy enough in her new demon form. With the angel in her thoughts, the red haired demon briefly recalled that golden moment when Flonne burst into the throne room only hours earlier, the look on the angel’s face was priceless. Concluding that it might be fun to tease Flonne a bit about the “incident” from earlier, Etna took a little detour from her original course, a devilish grin covered her face as she planned out the innuendo laden wordplay she would soon share with a certain flustered angel.

Stealthily moving towards Flonne’s room, Etna’s hand slowly turned the handle and pushed the door ajar. Popping her head around the door her eyebrow arched in curiosity when she peered into the room. Flonne was in front of a mirror, leaning against the wall with one hand, while the other was hidden from view. Even from her obscured viewpoint Etna could see that the angel’s other hand had slipped under her dress and was stuffed in her panties. The flower-filled room was silent with the exception of the angel’s soft breathing, which fluctuated as she varied the speed and strength of her masturbation.

Within minutes the angel’s white dress lay on the floor, her small breasts now fully visible to her hidden audience courtesy of the mirror. Having been pleasuring herself for the past few minutes, the angel's panties were now soaked with her juices, Etna could hear every movement that Flonne’s hand made underneath the soppy material, every action her dancing digits took was beautifully underlined by the obscene sounds that formed an integral part of this act.

Seeking more pleasure, the angel peeled her panties off, stepping out of and altering her position to face the door Etna was hiding behind before resuming her sexual education. Despite this being her first experience, she instinctively knew what to do, smiling in rapture as she slid another finger inside herself, her tentative movements elicited another sweet moan from the angel as she explored her own body. Blushing deeply and closing her eyes as she pictured Etna's naked body, the angel varied the speed and technique of her fingers, alternating between rubbing her clitoris slipping her fingers in as she relived the moment when Etna licked the sticky substance from her own slender fingers back in the throne room.

Sweat spread across her flawless breasts as she roughly played with her small mounds, whilst usually hidden beneath her shimmering white dress her nipples now stood up proudly as she teased them, the hands now roaming her body for the first time seeking only to heighten her own pleasure.The once innocent and pure angel was now just another sinful girl writhing in the pleasures of her own body; the fallen angel’s new demonic look only serving to heighten the excitement of her already enthralled audience. Her juices acting as a natural lubricant facilitated a rhythmic and hypnotic pace as her fingers invaded her crack without mercy.

Her hair was a mess- long golden locks flowed down like a shroud over the angel's naked body, moving like an ethereal cloak over her bare breasts as the panting girl threw her head back in the thralls of ecstasy. Running a hand through her hair as waves of pleasure washed over her, the new red ribbon that adorned her hair was lost in the process, joining the rest of her garments on the floor. Only through a slim parting in her hair could one see the look of near innocent rapture that her face bore.

The fallen angel's new tail flicked dangerously across her erect nipples, unceasingly teasing and tickling her tiny mounds with no conscious effort required on her part, seemingly with a life of its own it proceeded to gently stroke the angel’s inner thighs, perfectly complimenting her busy fingers.

Sweat covering her body; the angel's face was a thing of beauty as Flonne softly pinched her tiny clitoris, Etna witnessed the familiar expressions she herself often wore during lonely nights. Biting her lip and rapidly approaching the finale, the angel’s digits naturally increased in speed, her free hand and newfound tail helped ensure that no part of her body was neglected.

Flonne's back suddenly arched as she came, the feeling of orgasm totally new to her, she slid down the cold stone wall with a sigh as the feeling of pleasure swept through her body, in total contrast to the wet, slimy feeling the damp wall against her back was having, her smiling face was once again one of innocence, and only her slimy, sweaty body told the true story.

“So… this is love?” Flonne whispered breathlessly, slowly coming down from the majesty of her orgasm, her fingers had already found their way to her mouth.

Softly closing the door behind her the red haired demon chuckled gleefully, shaking the Polaroid in her hand as she hurried away from the angel’s room.

Next Episode - Fallen Angel - The Paparazzi Photographer strikes again!!!


FIN

Enjoy the fic, enjoy yourself?

Hope you liked it,


I've also added the author's notes to Episode 15, so you can get an idea as to how the various scenes, etc came to be.

I’m still not 100% happy with this fic so I’ll probably end up rewriting a lot of it :)

Disgaea 2 in a few days time – (waiting for my import copy!!!) Damn – Xenosaga Episode III is on its way too!