Choose Your Chains (Closed for haremfaery)

[haremfaery]

"Nor have I." She would hate to burst his ego at a time like this and tell him that she knew of few women who would voice complaints aloud to their man about what he lacked in way of lovemaking.

The tip of her tail turned this way and that. She opened her legs for him. "I already knew you have clever fingers." She breathed. "Show me more."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

He slid down her body, pulling off his tunic on the way, and said, "I've also got a clever tongue."

Cillian flipped up her skirt, drawing his fingers up her thighs and then parting her mons. He started slow—tasting her, teasing her, testing her. Every woman was different, but it was the same as picking a lock. If you know the basics, are nimble enough and patient, eventually, she'll open up.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire sighed. "Clever, indeed." It had been a long long while since she had been with a man who tended her needs first. Cillian would be a hard one to give up when it came time to part ways.

He touched her here, licked her there. Probed with his tongue. Then he did ... something ... that, "Tymora's Luck! Don't stop!" She put her fist to her mouth. She knew she should stay quiet, which made it all the more difficult to do so.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian briefly considered stoping, teasing her, making her beg. But he'd just given her access to her magic again and wasn't sure what she might do if he did.

He also considered it the least he could do for her help escaping a dungeon. He'd continue until either she climaxed or his tongue fell off.

 

[haremfaery]

Her tail swished. Her hips thrust up. Her toes curled. Then she went stiff. A deep copper blush started at her mons traveled up her stomach, bloomed across her chest, up her neck and finally stopped at the roots of her horns. "Oh, Cillian! Yes!" She shuddered a few times before relaxing back into the mattress.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

As Cillian gave her time to just enough time to recover, he finished undressing. Once she had her breath again, he parted her leg and guided his thick cock slowly into her. While he enjoyed making his partner's orgasm, he had other motivations. It was so much easier to slide into a woman when she was wet and ready.

Then he placed his hand on her throat the way he'd done in the dungeon. There had been a look in her eye—not fear, but longing. As he started to thrust his hips slowly, he gave her throat a gentle squeeze, testing her reaction.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire floated languidly in the afterglow. She watched Cillian undress. What had seemed unremarkable when he changed into the guard's clothing, was now a verypleasant surprise.

She arched her neck when he entered her. And then, he surprised her yet again. He squeezed her throat. Had another man done that, he'd be a pile of ash. But she trusted Cillian and there was something so overwhelmingly erotic about his hand on her like that ... She shuddered feeling another orgasm building. She pulled up her knees and pressed them to his sides. Her eyes never left his as she panted in time to his thrusts.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian didn't know if it was because of Desire's demon blood, her skills, or because they'd been so close to dying, but her pussy felt incredibly warm and inviting. He almost didn't want ever to be anywhere but inside her. It made what he was about to do harder, but he needed to let the little hellspawn know who was in control.

He squeezed her neck a little harder and groaned, "Tell me when you're about to come." Then he began pumping into her with wild abandon.

 

[haremfaery]

Cillian's cock was a tight fit, but it filled her in all the right ways. She couldn't control her moans when he started fucking her in earnest.

She didn't know why he wanted to know what she was ready to come, perhaps he had some other trick up his sleeve to make her come harder. Most men didn't care if she came or not. Or she just faked it to get it over with faster.

She met his thrusts with her own. "Now, Cillian." She gasped. "I'm going to come." She closed her eyes and dug her fingers into the mattress.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian had already made her peak once. She knew he could. She was about to again. If whatever was happening between them continued, he'd learn the signs and signals so he wouldn't have to ask her. He was already starting to pick up on her cues but didn't know her body well enough yet.

He didn't really know her well enough yet. Especially with someone as strong-willed and still mysterious as Desire, he was playing a dangerous game, but what was life without a little risk.

He pulled out completely. His hands flew to her wrists, pinning them above her head. His lips brushing against her ear, he whispered, "I won't let you come again if you don't beg for it."

 

[haremfaery]

Desire cried out in frustration when cillian left her empty and wanting. She didn’t stop to think about what the meaning behind this might be or why he would deny himself by denying her. “Beshaba’s Cunt! What In seven hells is this about, lockpick?” She wriggled beneath him trying to catch his cock but it was pressed tight to her stomach.

she saw the gleam in his eye. “You’re enjoying this, you smug fucker.” He wanted to play games? Fine. Desire was more than up to the task. She stopped fighting him and went limp. She put on a face of longing. “Please, cillian. Please make me come. You can fuck me however you like—just ... please, let me come.” She ran the heel of her foot along the back of his thigh. She wiggled and moaned, “Cillian, please.” She begged. “It’s been so long.”

Sent from my iPhone. Please excuse fumble fingers.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian wondered how much he could push. Could he make her beg more? But he was still figuring her out. Her limits. Her boundaries. She liked a hand around her neck. How much more could he do to her before they had to part ways after they left the city? It was hours before nightfall. Maybe he had time to figure her out. If he played it right, perhaps she wouldn't want to leave his side.

"You're stunning, little tiefling. And so obedient."

He took her again but started slow and soft. He gradually picked up speed and ferocity. He wouldn't stop. When she came last time, his face had been buried between her thighs, half under her dress. Now he wanted to see what she looked like when she orgasmed. It didn't hurt that being inside her felt amazing. He hoped his game hadn't set her back too much. He could feel his own orgasm building.

"Come for me, Desire," he whispered in her ear. He decided to test her again. "Come for me, my little tiefling whore."

He waited a moment, testing her reaction, before going back to something he knew she liked.

He gripped her neck. As much as she seemed excited by it, the feeling of control... worked for him. He was getting close. Then he'd pull out one more time. His seed would stain her dress, but if their cover story was she was his slave, it'd be more convincing. That was, of course, unless she begged for that too. Maybe she would wrap her legs or that wicked little tail of hers around him.

As he buried himself to the hilt in her cleft, he wondered, Can I really make her my slave? Will she call me master?

 

[haremfaery]

"You're stunning, little tiefling. And so obedient."

Ah, so that was his kink. He wanted control. She could give that to him. In bed. Especially, since he was so fucking good. In bed. She arched her back and breathed out a moan. It wouldn't take much for her to come.

"Come for me, Desire," he whispered in her ear. He decided to test her again. "Come for me, my little tiefling whore."

That brought her up short. She stopped moving with him. Her eyes narrowed. She dug her nails into his shoulders. She put up with a lot of abuse from marks, or when she was working at Jenny's or any number of brothels, but having Cillian call her that ... it cut her to the quick. "Don't call me that again unless you're leaving money on the table when you're done."[/i]

She was ready to push him off her, but he put his hand on her neck and thrust hard. She moaned despite herself. She wrapped her legs around him and locked her ankles together. She'd talk to him about calling her a whore later. For now ... she urged him on, bucking her hips. She was ready to come. She gasped. Her tail lashed against him. She dug her fingers into his shoulders not caring if she drew blood. Her muscles tightened. Her cunt clamped on his cock as she came hard.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Fuck. I pushed the wrong button. She's probably been one, you dumb shit.

He had a sharp intake of breath as her nails dug into him. "Never again," he hissed. But the contrast of the pain enhanced the pleasure.

He had to make it up to her somehow. The hand on her throat would have to do for now. Then she was the one setting the pace, and he was giving his best effort to keep up. Desire encircled him with her legs. There was no way he could escape. He felt her tail thrashing as her fingernails suddenly felt like claws as the pricked his flesh, small wells of blood forming. He let out a groan. He was trapped by her thighs. Then every muscle went rigid, and her pussy pulled him deeper inside her. There was no choice for him at that point. His breath caught in his throat, his lungs begging for air, but the only part of him that was working was cock as it exploded inside.

He slumped on to her, panting.

"Holy fuck, you're amazing."

 

[haremfaery]

"Apology accepted." She breathed.

She shuddered in an aftershock and then slowly relaxed her fingers. She kept her legs around him, she wasn't ready for him to pull out yet. Her hands explored his back. Then she remembered something.

"You avoided the question when I asked before, Cillian. It's obvious you have darkvision. So just what are you?"

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Shit!

It was always the small details that screwed you over in the end. Anywhere else, Cillian was prepared to pretend he couldn't see in these dim conditions. He'd have lit a candle to fake it, but he didn't bring candles down here because he didn't need them. He was supposed to be able to relax in these little boltholes. That was, of course, useless he invited a tiefling he'd only met today in here.

He allowed her looks and beguiling nature to distract him. When they entered, he was already thinking about fucking her. He'd been thinking about since they were in the dungeon.

"I know we've just been very close, but..."

He was burned anyway. He wouldn't be coming back to Empire, at least not without some serious disguise work done.

He let out a long sigh. "I'm a half-elf. Snipped my tips to blend in with humans."

It was all true but wasn't the entire truth. He bent his head to kiss her neck. Maybe he could change the subject.

"And what is your story, Desire?"

 

[haremfaery]

Desire frowned a bit and traced a finger around the curve of his ear. "You mutilated yourself ..." She was fond of her own pointed ears. The thought of having them cut and made to look human ... She shivered. But then, she had filed down her teeth to better play the honey pot. "I suppose it's better to blend in than stand out in the Empire. As you can see, I can't really blend in. It's tedious to maintain a glamour. So I work with what I have--the exotic tiefling. I guess you could say I'm a freelancer."

There was no way she'd tell him what she was really here for. He would probably get a full pardon for all past and future crimes if he turned her in.

She felt him softening and sighed as he began to slip out of her.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian lay beside her, running a finger along the tip of her ear, along her hairline, over her horns.

He knew she was hiding something. She knew he was hiding something. There was this chasm between them, but he didn't know how to cross it or if he should. But he wanted to. There was something magnetic, but that could be her angle.

Trust is a luxury a spy can't afford. While it seemed unlikely, Desire could be an Empire spy sent to get any information out of him she could before killing him.

Or, he'd get her out of the city, out of Empire territory, and then he'd fall asleep next to her only to wake up just as she was slitting his throat.

He trailed his finger down her arm to her hip.

"If this is a stupid or offensive question, just tell me to shut up, but... is your tail sensitive?"

 

[haremfaery]

She laughed. "That's the first time anyone has asked me that." She laughed again. "I don't know if I'd tell you if it were--you'd use it against me. I suppose it's no more sensitive than a cat's tail. I can't grab anything with it, although I frequently wish I could." She swished it and let it rest across his back. "The base is sensitive. So are my ears." She shifted under him. "You're getting heavy. Do you have any senstive spots I should know about?" She grinned.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

He rolled over on his back, careful of her tail, and pulled her on top of him. Cillian grabbed the hem of her dress and tugged it over her head. He tossed it onto the pile of clothes at the end of the bed. He admired her anew now that she was fully undressed before him.

"Besides the obvious?" His cock was already starting to twitch back to life as it was pinned between them. "I don't know if I should tell you. But I'm more than willing to let you find out."

He paused for a second. He felt nervous and tingly.

Keep it together. Don't make this personal.

He reached up and cupped her cheek in his hand, then lightly grabbed her chin with thumb and forefinger, guiding her down towards him for what he hoped would end with their lips meeting.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire had a twinkle in her eye when she bent to kiss Cillian. She had another surprise for him. She let her forked tongue flick between his lips before she pressed hers against his. She took the lead parting her lips and gently slid her tongue into his mouth. A moan erupted from deep in her chest—almost a purr. How long since she had kissed someone because she wanted to? Steady woman, this was still business, even if it was business she was eager for.

She broke the kiss. “Where are you headed once we are out of the city? I need to get some distance from here.”

Sent from my iPhone. Please excuse fumble fingers.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

How would a forked tongue feel on my—

Even just thought became difficult. The world beyond their pressed bodies seemed very distant. When Desire pulled away, Cillian made a half-groan, half-whimper sound in the back of his throat.

"Where are you headed once we are out of the city? I need to get some distance from here."

It took his brain a second to reengage enough to put meaning to the sounds coming out of her mouth.

Really? She wants to have this discussion right now?

His cock was almost completely hard again, pressing between her thighs. Less than an inch down, and he could be back to feeling the fire inside her. Sex had always been part of the job—a fun part, but still part of the job. This was less effective intelligence gathering tactic and more plain and simple... desire.

Get your head on straight. You took her collar off, dumbass. She could be fucking with my mind. I can't tell her I'm going to the High Council. Quick, lie. Make something up. Distract! Evade!

He summoned his best mischievous grin. "Where do you want to go?"

The best lies and deceptions have a grain of truth in them. Yes, Cillian was trying to interrogate her, but also, he wanted to know where Desire was going so he could... follower her? Lead her?

I want to stay close... for professional reasons.

As good of a liar as Cillian was, he was never good at self-deception. He knew he wanted to stay close because of lust and... something else he was still trying to figure out.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire thought for a moment. Where did she want to go? "For now, just away from the city. After that, I’m not sure. I need to contact some people.” If there were any people left to contact. She had taken a Merchant ship to get here There was no way she could take a ship now. She’s have to go overland through the empire and then there were the Elven lands. It could take months, years to get back home.

She felt his cock stiffening against her thigh. Round two. She grinned. Or round three if you counted what he did with that clever tongue. This half elf had stamina. She shifted and sat up straddling his thighs letting his cock stand up and rest against her mons.

His cock was impressive, especially for a half elf. The length was nice but it was the girth that stretched and filled her. She wanted to feel it inside her again. (And again and again.)

She leaned forward and kissed him again. Slow and deep. She sparred with his tongue. His cock was trapped Between them.

Gods! She wanted to try every position she knew and invent a few more. It was lust pure and simple. Not a need for intimacy after all she had been through. Certainly not that. Besides, if they were traveling together it was best to keep him happy. Deliriously happy with her. Then she could trust that he’d have her back. He was just another male to manipulate. Yes, that was all it was.

She lifted up and lowered herself onto his cock with a loud groan. Even though she was aroused she had to work to impale herself.

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Edited to fix typos from posting via phone.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian's back arched as Desire lowered herself onto him. He lo... enjoyed the taste of her.

A spy has to remember everything they hear and apply that knowledge. They had to test to make sure the intelligence they gathered was accurate. So as he left her to control the pace, rising to meet her, he brushed his fingers over her ears. He moved to the base of her tail. Then both at the same time, testing her reactions, verifying his intel.

Yes. This was the job. He needed her as a cover for their travels. Alone on the Empire roads, he might be stopped and questioned. People would think him just some lowly peasant. But a man with a tiefling slave, especially one as beautiful as Desire, would have to be rich and powerful. The danger would shift from guards and soldiers looking to interrogate him to crooks trying to steal from him. He'd worked among the criminal underground. He'd earned a few favors from the Thieves Guild, and those who weren't loyal to the guild would likely be less skilled, fewer in number, and easier to dispatch.

But this right now...

It was lust pure and simple. Not a need for intimacy after all he had been through. Certainly not that. Besides, if they were traveling together it was best to keep her happy. Deliriously happy with him. Then he could trust that she'd have his back. She was just another woman to manipulate. Yes, that was all it was.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire shivered when Cillian stroked her ear, but she raised her hips in surprise when he rubbed the base of her tail. She nearly rose right off him. She settled down hard with a moan. She tipped her head back and moved her hips in tight circled clenching and unclenching her muscles. She looked down to watch his face. She liked watching his face. She swore his eyes got bluer when he was aroused.

She cupped her breasts then rubbed her nipples until they were hard. Her areolas matched her lips--all of them, deep copper. She kept her eyes on his noting his reactions. She slid one hand down her stomach to finger her clit while she continued to move on him.

She stopped for a moment as she realized she was putting on a show. The show she put on for her marks. She shook her head. Right now, she didn't want to think of him that way. Once they were on their way, she would go back on high alert. But for now, she just wanted to enjoy the moment. She bent down and kissed him again. Savoring him.