

L'amouriel, the God of Love v2
Lamouriel, the elven God of Love ^.^
Nobody knows anymore what planet or world the elves originally came from. They've settled in many worlds but never been able to have children together with any other species or races.
Even their bodies were too different, they're too limber, too graceful, too beautiful and... sadly too weak. Because of that, in every world where they settled they first and foremost sought protection of those more adapted and stronger than them. It was quite easy every time because the elves were very fair and in exchange offered their own best quality, their beauty.
With their slender, flexible bodies they indeed brought a lot of beauty to every world where they settled.
Of course, none of the elves was officially a prostitute. They had all sorts of professions: gardeners, dancers, medics... But gardeners always ended up in the bushes, dancers in someone's lap, medics fulfilling the last wish of dying soldiders, dying to grab some soft elven ass...
Massively turning into sluts was their absolutely consciously chosen survival tactics, since they were the weakest of all races. Their bodies were too much unlike all others, they had too much cartilage, which was excellent for becoming dancers and body-benders of all kinds, but even the elves raised and trained as soldiers in the lands of barbarians still remained paper soldiers on a real battlefield. At best they made good hooker ninjas, with a heavy emphasis on hooker, or elven assassins, which could be shortened to "elven ass" without losing too much in essence.
Thus, Love had a sacred meaning to the elves. It was the means of their own survival, as well as their gift to the world(s).
L'amouriel wasn't worshipped by any races other than the elves, but to the elves he was pretty much the main deity and the personalization of their survival as a pretty weak race. L'amouriel was seen as the ideal master of everything that was even remotely erotic or attractive, so for every elf he was the absolute source of inspiration.
The elves loved their God of Love and it was not at all blasphemous to depict L'amouriel in any erotic or sexual situation. The only forbidden theme was to depict him in casual ways completely devoid of all sorts of eroticism, but since that was impossible to achieve in the first place, since any innocent situation can be interpreted in an extremely erotic light, so L'amouriel was pretty much immune to blasphemy and someone was yet to be born to be punished for offending this God.
The Hymns to L'amouriel were sung only in Elfskrit, an ancient elven language, every sound of which was derived directly from the most passionate sounds of Love. Here's an example:
"Squirt 'ah yeah mmm 'ah hn-ha
Ohhh-yeah slurp 'uh mmm ahha!"
This poem roughly translates as "let me lick Thine slender legs all the way down to Thy feet and then suck on Thine sugar-sweet toes, and then let me go all the way up as well and..." something along these lines.
Actually this is pretty innocent, most of the Hymns were very graphic and thus very very sacred, revealed only to the high priests of L'amouriel, and to become such a priest one had to complete a long pilgrimage and bring back a lot of reports in the form of richly illustrated hot stories.
One couldn't become a priest without being a trained artist in the style that is quite similar to the Japanese manga. These illustrated elven stories make quite a popular product on their own and can be found on the shelves of every house in the world since they don't at all require the knowledge of how to read to understand what's going on, and are all of fantastic quality.
The stories do not only show the beautiful elves taken in every imaginable position but also demonstrate the scope of their adventures and the vastness of the world, as the elven pilgrims are very kindly welcomed by every race and country without exception and sometimes had to be guests for longer than planned, so some of these scriptures can be extremely long and epic and full versions can be only found in libraries.
But of course none of these stories would be possible without L'amouriel, who is seen as the guardian and inspiration of the entire elven race ^.^
I'm not big on long nipples on males, but I'll be damned if it's not sexy as hell on this twinky archer.
Even the sounding is super hot in this one. He has one of the perfect expressions with your trademark overbites and bow lips, and I love how it works with him biting his bottom lip in concentration... Hands down, he has one of the sexiest mouths you've ever drawn.
-tbj
Now I'm picturing nunchucks based on the same motif.
-tbj
And I suppose sounding was the main theme of this picture :D
It occurred to me: If/when you are in the mood to develop and systematize your ideas about Yunia, it would be useful to organize the materials in the form of an encyclopedia of Yunia, or Yunipedia.. Several sections, each dedicated to its own topic. For example: Races and peoples, Pantheon and religious beliefs, Bestiary, Geography and maps, Famous people, Music of Yunia, etc. Each section contains relevant articles and is accompanied by illustrations and maps.
Just thoughts and fantasies, do not regard this as impudent demands on my part, please :)
L'amouriel is the god I want to believe in! Even a small fragment of "Hymn to L'amouriel" brought me into religious ecstasy. It sounds better in ancient Elvish, especially when you understand the meaning. :D
Sasha M
I think before we can organize the materials, we need to have the materials in the first place... I mean, creating an encyclopedia makes sense *after* you have a lot of articles and ideas, not *before* XD Of course, it's possible to create the sections first and then try to fill them, but that would be enforcing the structure instead of letting it evolve naturally.
Or is it some kind of arrow control system that synchronizes with a similar device in the arrowhead, allowing the elves to use their penis movements to control the arrow in flight, directing it precisely to the target?
But would be amusing if he had an endless supply of arrows (of love) due to the magical urethra, meaning no need for a quiver?
And who knows if urethral stretching is also part of the training process for archers and it's not just a tight backbend that creates a spectral arrow but there might be, well, one more element... XD
You added sections by years to the site, it's very convenient, I would like to comment on your old works, both those that I especially like and those that I have never seen before. Please do not delete them, just reprimand me if I say something inappropriate. I do not do this on purpose. It is not too easy for me to express my thoughts in a foreign language. But I still try my best to express what delightful and deep feelings your works give me.
Personally, I find such images hot and kinky (while not practicing or supporting anything like that irl), but many people prefer to not see the line between fantasy and reality, just so they can be hateful about more things on the internet, even if these things are pure fantasy...
And sometimes, I think they may be right - I also feel greatly uncomfortable when someone shares images related to racism, drugs or rape, even if they are pure fantasy.
And then I think maybe not everything needs to be shared publicly, especially when my more painproof works tend to get ignored anyway, so it's not even worth taking the risks... And I'm not talking about sounding, fisting, extreme penetration - they're all very popular themes, but some more painful kinks can be really controversial...
Right now I can say:
I'm not sure I'll enjoy or comment on gut punching very often. (But I used to think the same about fisting until you and Natalie Mars corrupted me :-P )
I absolutely adore most of your bdsm skewers through the body images.
I'll have to refresh my memory of your extremely skinny bodies images when I have time. I don't remember them very well.
You've made a very good point that the main problem is that people often perceive their own fantasies as reality. History is full of examples of individuals and entire nations committing mass and monstrous acts of cruelty in an attempt to prevent atrocities that exist only in their imagination and punish "vices" that pose absolutely no threat.
The idea of beauty is subjective and personal. I don't expect everyone to be in awe at the sight of someone shoving their arm elbow deep into their own anus. I've never advocated for cruelty or non-consensual acts, but I think it's fascinating when people are consciously training their bodies to find that the boundaries are not as narrow as initially thought, or explore more extreme topics in the safe confines of art.