Malith vs Yeadow (for ownership of Haya)

She would restart lightly dancing on the tips of her feet humming an old folk-lore based song with a sweet melody to it, gasping for air as she would feel the dust kick up and cough lightly moving the square shield mentally with her mind unsure of which direction to move it in. As she was lifted into the air she would smile as "WHEEE!" escaped her mouth before a light, sultry, and not entirely fake purr of pleasure would escape her as her breasts were fondled while the shield would then shift to the side and attempt to slam into him to break the hold which would also break the shield. If that succeeded then she would drop onto a tree while simultaneously creating 3 clones, all 4 of her splitting up to wait where it was safer on the ground, but a mouthful of leaves wasn't unscathing.

Malith managed to twist in the air and recover, watching as Yeadow and her images made it back down to the ground. Still hovering in the air, he shook his head.
"Well, well. That is a trick, to be sure." he replied. "But how do you and your...friends, plan to get up here too attack me?"
The incubus smiled some twenty feet off the ground as he crossed his arms.

A swirling flash of light aimed at his body from the 4 would be the only response he would get as they would all snicker together in near harmony, jumping up on hastily drawn, barely foot-sized circles, as one would launch towards his head to put him in a headlock, and the other would wrap around his body. The real her would latch onto his left leg and unzip his pants to start giving him a handjob while lightly squeezing his left, then right nut as the fourth her would start to suck lightly on the head of his dick.

"Good answer.." Malith said as the four launched themselves at him. However, the incubus was fast, even by demonkind's standards. He dove under the first letting her sail over, the second he caught and with an almost waltz-like spin sent it into the first. The third and fourth caught him, getting into his pants with alarming quickness.
Quickly, he retaliated in kind. His tail slipped between the fourth's legs, it's tip rubbing in between the lips of the clone's pussy through the fabric of her outfit.
Laying his hands on the third one's (and unknown to him the real one) head, the incubus willed into being two hands made black, glowing energy. Even though Yeadow's clothing was undisturbed, the half fox demon could feel the touch of the hands on her flesh. Mentally controlling the constructs of the Black Blaze, the hands worked on Yeadow's body. One caressed and squeezed her right breast as the other went down, teasing the woman's clitoris with firm strokes.

Yeadow would shake her head as "tsk, tsk" came from the two of them as the other two dissappeared before her black tipped tail would whip up to attempt to draw a handful of black needles to drive into him as she would then use her other tail to attempt to create cuffs to avoid letting his roaming hands, . . and dick away from her for as long as possible. The clone was simultaneously creating the same thing as they would then attempt to create at the same time with a nod of there head a third clone. However though, the clone responded with a sultry purr, as the real her would laugh and moan in a load, clear manner, while moving there hips.

If succesful they would change positions so the real her was sucking his nuts from beneath while one clone would be playing with his nipples and the other lightly stroking his shaft.

Malith hissed as the needles struck him, and Yeadow cleverly used her creation ability to subdue the hands. Then it was his turn to moan as Yeadow and her clones went to work on him. A warm mouth on his balls made the incubus moan as his manhood gave a throb within one of the clone's hands.
The incubus decided to see if perhaps Yeadow's clones and the real her shared a link. Perhaps the real her would feel what the others felt.
His tail snaked up, plunging into the sex of one of the clones and began to thrust in and out. With his hands, he reached up caressing the breasts and nipples of the clone at his chest.

"Ohhhh, big daddy wants to play" one teased as the eyes of the clone rolled up into her head as it gyrated it's hips in a backwards pushing motion, aiming to keep his rythm off more than anything else as her tail would draw a line to try a simple little cut to test it's sensitivity in turn "but you're playing our game" came the drone of all the clones speaking in harmony, because while they shared the same mental connection they failed to share the same aura which was linked to her sexuality. As her clones split up when being made they developed their own sexuality, and pain sensitivity either of which could cause their disappearance if brought to full pleasure or pain. Her mouth went back to work but she was only slightly distracted for a second as she spread her orders as her mouth would puuullllll and squeeze at his nuts while she sucked as a clone bucked with disdain at him touching her breasts, the flash of emotion annoying her for a second as she used the mental disturbance as an excuse of sorts for changing up the pace as her tongue would slide up and lick barely along his nuts and his base of his shaft.