The Princess and the Blade

[Soran Nightblade]

Ren closed his eyes and pressed his forehead gently to Laurius's stomach. His breath swelled with pride. His master liked his technique. He'd enjoyed it, himself. He swallowed around him one more time and then rested there, holding him in his mouth while he slowly softened. Even if savoring the embers was not done in this world, it still felt strange to separate so quickly. Other than his heavy breath, he tried not to move his tongue or do anything else to overstimulate Laurius's body when he'd just climaxed. He wrapped his arms around Laurius's lower back. It seemed an awkward motion... he'd never attempted an embrace with him before, and he wasn't sure why he suddenly wanted to now. He held onto him anyway and savored the feeling of Laurius's softening maleness in his mouth.

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Havi tried to speak, but her exploring mouth and hands felt like they were licking him inside and out, and it was all he could manage to pant against her chest. He perfect breasts were right in front of him, framed in trails of silver hair. He had a pleasure-fueled urge to take her in his mouth. He could reach them with a small movement, but he didn't dare to move. Such a small movement could put out an eye, or worse, while she was doing what she was doing. *This is why.... hng!... we don't... haah,* he protested incoherently, but his hands wrapped hotly around her thighs, sliding higher until his fingers cupped her hips and his thumbs slid between her legs, parting her. Her center was dripping wet, and he groaned as his thumbs glided through the slickness.

Her mouth slid around him again, and he cried out loud. He no longer had the focus required for the mental contact, or for holding back his voice. "Ah! They'll hear us- AH!" he shook with the effort not to forget himself and start moving. One faulty spasm of pleasure and he might gore her throat. Even knowing that, he had to be insane, because he couldn't stop his thumbs from gliding up and down over her clitoris. It was like all the movement he wanted to try but couldn't just focused itself there on his fingers. He massaged her mercilessly and yelped again as her teeth grazed him. He growled out a fruitless protest "Haah, fuck..."

[Emora Deen]

Laurius stroked fingers through Ren's hair as they lay there. He had never had a man keep him in their mouth after he'd come. It was... nice. Different. Was this what he meant by lying in embers? He painted patterns with his finger on Ren's neck before going back to stroke his hair and horn. As his heart rate slowed, he no longer heard it thumping in his ears, and instead he heard Havitharon's deep voice rising into the air.

"Ah!"

He chuckled, patting Ren's back. "I suppose we've all thrown modesty out."

"They'll hear us—ah!"

"Mostly thrown it out."

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Tenara moaned around the first few inches of Havi's horn as she felt his large hands circle her hips, glide under her cotton slip, and find the wet bud of flesh between her legs. Her grip on his horns tightened and she pulled his head closer, pressing his cheek into the softness of her chest. She sucked hard on the horn in her mouth, swirling her tongue along the ridges until the thumbs grinding across her clit tore her focus to shreds. She huffed air, rocking into the touch as she pulled her mouth away and gripped his horns tight.

"I'm supposed to be spoiling you..." she murmured, trying to return back to the task she'd set. She dipped her head and dragged her tongue flat, and hard along one horn, but all she could think about were those thick fingers slipping into her, driving deep. She could move. She could find him and sit down in his lap, guide his length into her. But... then she couldn't reach his horns, and he seemed to so enjoy her touch.

[Soran Nightblade]

"You're spoiling... the entire camp," Havi corrected, and licked her. He managed to capture one of her nipples without moving his head and sucked on it, hard. Maybe that would keep his voice muffled, but it did precisely the opposite for his rapidly escalating excitement. As much as the risk worried him, pleasure doubled up in him, whipping apart his composure. The fact that she was turned on by this was impossibly sexy by itself, but to feel her clench around his fingers each time he forgot his voice...

He'd long assumed she cared for him despite his physical differences from her species, but here she was, sucking his... The thought itself tore another groan from him, and her nipple escaped his attention in the process. "Tenara," he purred, "I'm going to..." He licked her chest with an urgent snarl, pressing his fingers deep inside her.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara gasped as his fingers buried into her, exhaling a moan. "Havi..." She buried her face in the hair at the top of his head, finding it hard to focus as his fingers invaded her. Focus. Focus. She sucked on the base of one of his horns, stroking over it with her hands. What was he going to do? Was he close? Would he come? She wanted to taste it. She huffed in frustration, wanting to be in two places at once. She chose his horns, because it was special. It was not something a Yurivis did.

Tenara pumped her hands along his horns. They were slick from her mouth and tongue, so they glided over the ridged surface with ease. She rose again to take the trip into her mouth and she sucked like mad, treating it as she'd treated his cock. She bobbed her mouth over it, let it gently touch the back of her throat. She forgot carefulness in a wash of lust. Yes. She wanted him to come apart.

[Soran Nightblade]

Havi winced at the completely alien pleasure that kept growing and growing, until he screamed in a mix of alarm and ecstasy. He lost focus on his hands, stilling inside her as the strangest climax he'd ever had washed over him. It rippled over his scalp and neck, then radiated through his spine and ribs. It was like a brain freeze, if a brain freeze could consist of pure, molten need. He surrendered to the strange crescendo of it and moaned against Tenara's chest until the mad feeling finally, slowly subsided. He'd lost his place inside her at some point. His damp hands grasped her thighs for dear life. The strangest thing of all was that his own body was dry. That had undeniably been an orgasm, but he hadn't ejaculated...

"You madwoman," he half-moaned, leaning against her like he might fall over. His hands caressed her back like he couldn't possibly touch her enough to vent the strange electricity still tickling through his nerves. Every time he took a breath, an aftershock of sensation danced through him. "I feel...so strange. What did... you just..." His tone might have been critical if it wasn't still completely saturated in pleasure.

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The sounds from the other tent were such a strange mix of alarm and need that Ren relinquished his hold on Laurius and raised his head to listen. "What the hell is she doing to him?" he murmured in shock. He'd never heard an Ivis make a sound quite like Thvoros just had.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara grinned into his hair, feeling a swell of pride in her chest. She planted kisses on his forehead, curling her hands around his horns again and tilting his head back so she could reach his lips. She kissed them too, stealing the breath from him. "I knew your horns were sensitive but not that sensitive... Now I know your weakness, Havi. I'll use it again." She kissed him again and bit his lip, squirming in his arms. Her body was so hot. So wet. Was it selfish to ask for more of his touch. Would he even want more? "I have an order... If you want it," she whispered against his lips. "When you've gathered yourself. I need you to get behind me and fuck the daylights out of me. Please." For a princess, Tenara was very bad at giving orders.

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Laurius listened dreamily to them and tried not to whimper when Ren's mouth left his skin. "I'd say something similar to what you just did," he murmured, his imagination painting a pretty picture. "I'll endeavor to make you sound like that in the future." He thought he heard her mention something about horns. "Maybe she fucked his horns?" he joked, tapping Ren's.

[Soran Nightblade]

Havitharon arched into her as she kissed him, his breath stilted, as if she'd grabbed him by his balls and not his horns. He panted unintelligible curses against her lips as he kissed her for dear life. His muscles felt like loose gelatin, but his dick was hard as a rock, dribbling with pre-come. "I'm afraid I can't obey you tonight," he moaned in a whisper against her mouth. His hands pressed at her hips. "My legs are pudding. I don't think I can get behind you right now." He leaned in, just beside her ear, and licked it. "You'd better turn around instead."

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Ren chuckled softly. "Ha. Not even Thvoros is mad enough to do that." He rested his cheek back on Laurius's abdomen and cocooned a hand cherishingly around his organ, mimicking what his mouth preferred to do a moment ago.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara leaned towards the flick of his tongue on her ear, shivering at his suggestion. Of course his legs were mush. She was certain she'd wrecked him. But... She reached down and felt his dick. It was so hard. So ready. Maybe... She nodded against his forehead and shifted off his lap, turning until her back faced him. She gathered her slip in one hand, lifting it over her hips, and pressed her bottom to his belly. Then, she took hold of him and guided him towards the heat between her legs. She eased onto him, feeling him stretch her open—and this was him not in rut! She felt an ache of want for that feverish hunger, for the knot locking him inside marking him as hers. Always hers. Her breath grew ragged as she grasped his thighs and settled onto him. She didn't move at first, just took in the sensation of being filled. Then, she shifted, rocking her hips. A sharp moan burst from her chest as his length struck deep. It wasn't hard. This position afforded little mercy.

It occurred to her that she had been fine with making Havi cry out for all to hear, but the prospect of sharing her pleasure with the world made her suddenly shy. Tenara pressed a palm to her mouth, hoping to muffle any other sounds that threatened escape.

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Laurius swallowed hard as he felt Ren's hand curl around him. It was so sweet. So tender. "He might be mad enough for anything," Laurius mused in a conspiratorial whisper. "A man who never liked women before probably has depraved tastes."

The princess's voice filled the air then, and Laurius let out a breath. It was a beautiful sound. He liked it almost as much as Ren's, and he liked Ren's a lot. He stroked a finger along the ridges of the being’s horn and covered his face with a free arm, thinking of grassy fields or sunsets.

[Soran Nightblade]

Havi growled softly and tried his best to support her with his arms in the challenging position, but his strength felt like half what it normally was. She was so hot around him, and his horns still tingled with the aftershocks of her attention. It was such a deeply erotic, submissive sensation. It made his muscles want to fall loose and submit, like a cub held by the scruff. To make matters worse, he felt ready to explode after only a few thrusts.

"I fear I will make a poor lover tonight," he groaned between thick breaths. He closed his teeth over the back of her shoulder. It was more to steady himself than any kind of act of dominance.

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Ren's chuckled at Laurius's speculation. His breath fluttered with the light brush of Laurius's fingers on his horn. He could feel him partially-swollen in his hand as they couldn't help but listen in on the other pair. Unlike this morning, however, for some reason he didn't get the feeling he was a stand-in for the person Laurius really wanted to touch. The sounds from the other tent were interesting, but Artisuren had spent most of his bonded life surrounded by the sound of others' lovemaking. He licked Laurius's stomach lightly and touched his forehead to his half-hard member, acknowledging his excitement without asking for anything more.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara made a sharp sound behind the shield of her hand at the teeth grazing her skin. She ground low over him, leaning into the pinch of his teeth. It set her on fire. She didn’t care if he came that instant, it would please her to be his undoing, but his teeth… Her breath caught on the request locked in her chest. *…Harder.* She rocked over him, bracing herself with one hand. She took the muffle of her other hand away and guided it to the bud of flesh between her legs.

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Laurius clamped his mouth shut at the feel of Ren’s tongue. Sunsets. Daisies. Ocean. The ocean sounded lovely tonight. He traced the ridges of Ren’s horns before brushing fingers through his hair.

In order to distract himself from where his mind wanted to wander with that brush of Ren’s tongue, he began thinking of construction plans.

They needed to build permanent shelters. Comfortable beds. A home. They were never getting off the island, and he would prefer to see Ren in the warmth of firelight. The thought did little calm him. He pinched the bridge of his nose. Daisies. Ocean. Sunsets.

[Soran Nightblade]

As soon as he noticed where her hand was going, Havi gave up on holding himself back. He closed his teeth harder around her shoulder and licked the flesh between, imagining he was licking where her fingers were. He huffed into her skin and moved with her thrusts. Now that he was letting the pleasure build without trying to slow it, each long stroke dragged a low, languorous moan from his lips. His horns thrummed. "You're going to make me come," he groaned. "Tenara... Haa... Yes..."

[Emora Deen]

Tenara cried out as his teeth sank into her, as his tongue danced over the pinched skin. Her fingers ground along the bud of flesh in tight swirls as his length thumped against the tender place inside. Tenara forgot to clench her teeth, to muffle her voice. Each strike was a bolt rattling across her nerves, driving a sharp moan. “Havi! Hah!” She fell into her release, quaking over him, melting into him.

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Laurius stilled his breath at the sound of their passion. His hand had gone back to stroking Ren’s horn, a little firmer in his touch. It was hard to think of oceans and daisies when the two outside sounded loud enough to by lying alongside them.

“Thar’s mercy. We can’t do this all night,” he muttered, wondering if they would just trade sounds back and forth, riling each other up until dawn.

[Soran Nightblade]

When his sanity returned, he could feel his seed hot and full inside her. Havi wrapped his arms around his Yurivis, leaning heavily against her back. "Gods..." he muttered. He ran his tongue along the deep grooves his teeth had made in her shoulder. He was relieved that he didn't taste any blood, but he'd definitely held onto her for dear life. Exhaustion seeped into him like morning mist. "That wasn't... very safe," he grumbled the understatement of the year, tipping over sideways with her onto the leaves.

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Ren swallowed hard. If his master wished to go all night, he would. Interest swelled between his legs, but at the same time, his head throbbed. Ren muttered a curse and pressed a hand to his temple, waiting for the ache to pass.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara settled heavily into the leaves with his weight curled around her, his length still buried where it belonged. Her fingers idly stroked the arms tangled around her. “I trusted you,” she said softly, closing her eyes as her body settled into weighted afterglow. Her body throbbed in all the right places, her muscles still clenching around him. Tenara took his hand and smoothed his palm along her belly where she felt the inhuman heat of his ending pooled. She wanted to tell him that she couldn’t wait to feel his knot again, to be connected to him in such a special way. But this was connection. This was perfect, and so she just settled into the feel of his hands on her, his body curled around hers.

“I love you,” she whispered tightly. It fell out of her, and she choked on the shock of it. She hugged his hand and arms tighter to her.

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Laurius pinched the soft skin at his flank until it hurt, and focused on that to give his mind a break on other things. By his curse, he suspected Ren wasn’t interested in competing in such a way. He returned his hands to the being’s hair. “Let’s get some sleep,” he whispered. “Lots of work to be done tomorrow.”

[Soran Nightblade]

Havi opened his eyes, even though he could barely see her in the dark. What she just said... there was an emphasis on the words that felt extremely important. Love... the feeling that bound her parents to one another. That bound people to their partners on this world. He found himself scrambling to remember what she'd told him when he asked her to explain.

“There is love and there is duty and both of them can have affection and devotion woven into them, and I guess I am trying to understand which you’re feeling. Are my needs your needs because you love me or because I am your Yurivis?”

He'd almost forgotten the conversation. She had moved on so quickly afterwards. But she'd read him that book... the one that seemed eerily similar to their own history together. The beast had only healed when his love was returned. The experience of that emotion in only one direction was painted as extremely painful.

Devotion on his world was different between male and female. One was expressed as service, the other as control. The need for the partner to reciprocate the same feelings wasn't really there. But it felt like it might be different in this world. If she felt such an important thing toward him, maybe it would please her if he did it in return, as her parents did? He wished he'd done more research. No matter... he could learn it, whatever it was, if she wanted it.

"Thank you, Yurivis. Then, shall I love you as well?" he asked warmly.

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Ren nodded, feeling at peace despite the headache. The fingers in his hair quickly lulled him to sleep, curled between his master's legs.