Choose Your Chains (Closed for haremfaery)

[haremfaery]

"I bet that I can last longer than you." She leaned back against him. But in truth, a full day of riding ...? Her ass and thighs would be sore. She'd manage, she'd lived through far worse.

"Have you ever heard of a flame dancer? Seen one? We're hired as performers, but when I dance my swords are swathed in flames. Not only can I slash with them, but they do fire damage as well. Fire doesn't harm me. I can move faster. In fact, my entire body becomes wreathed in flames. It truly is a site to behold." There was more, but Cillian didn't need to know all of her secrets. These were the most obvious when she started to dance.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Wow. I'm not nearly as interesting as you," Cillian said with a laugh.

Even though Cillian had a few magical items—his daggers and his boots—he never really understood magic. He didn't have the aptitude or the patience for it.

"I'm just your average, everyday cutpurse. Okay, above average."

We both know we're lying to each other, but we keep doing it. No one ends up in that part of the dungeon, slated for execution unless they've done something to threaten the Empire. What did you do, Desire?

 

[haremfaery]

"My lord, you are far from average."

We both know we're lying to each other, but we keep doing it. No one ends up in that part of the dungeon, slated for execution unless they've done something to threaten the Empire. What did you do, Cillian?

"I'm must have other skills I haven't seen." She cocked her head. "That reminds me. How is your arm? Sadly, I am not a healer, my magical or other means."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian had forgotten entirely about pulling the wires out of his wrists to pick the locks. That would have been something he'd taken care of once he got to a safe house, but again he was distracted. The bleeding had stopped sometime between their escape and Desire asking him if he knew how to fuck.

"I'll be fine. I've pulled off that trick more than once. I barely notice it anymore unless I'm inserting the wires or taking them out. So, we've got a bit of riding ahead of us. How would you like to pass the time?" Cillian's arm was no longer wrapped around her middle. Instead, he inched his hand down between Desire's legs and started to pull up her dress, slowly, inch by inch. If he could, he'd reach into her riding leathers. If not, he could still rub her through the riding pants. It might be closer to torture like that, but maybe that could work out in his favor.

 

[haremfaery]

“I was going to suggest that we talk,” she leaned back against him. “But it seems that you have other ideas. She helped him raise her dress and loosened the laces on her leather breeches. “Won’t this make you uncomfortable going so long without a release?”

She imagined Cillian fingering her while the horse walked along At an easy pace adding to the rhythm of His strokes. His own passion rising until he took the horse off the road, pulled her to the ground and fucked her until they were spent.

She moaned aloud not sure which aroused her more: Cillian’s nimble fingers or her little daydream.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

A little bit after Desire started to moan, Cillian whispered in her ear, "Maybe we should just talk." And then he started to slowly withdraw his hands from inside her leathers.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire groaned her frustration. "You play with fire when you start something and don't finish."

She had so many questions she wanted to ask Cillian but she knew he'd never answer anything directly. "Our little act seems to have worked well enough getting out of the city. I'm sure it will work all through the empire. But what do we do when we get to the Elven lands? Your ears are clipped, you can't pass for one. And elves have little love for Tieflings."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Do you think you can do both?" Cillian slipped his hand back into her leathers. This wasn't intense. He was just barely touching where he'd found she liked to be touch. "Talk and play?" He wondered how long he could do this to her before she either begged for release or stabbed him.

I'm playing with fire, quite literally.

"As for when we reach Elven lands, I deny I'm affiliated with the Empire, and if needs be, I can present certain proof that if it doesn't convince them I'm a loyal half-elf, it will make them pause long enough to find someone to confirm it."

He continued his gentle strokes, occasionally teasing at her entrance.

 

[haremfaery]

She leaned to one side and turned her head so she could look at him. "Certain proof?" He must know something about the Empire that the elves would be interested in--or lie that he knew something.

She breathed out when he touched her. He enjoyed teasing her, she was sure of it, but he was the one with the raging cock. She could feel it. She made a wager with herself that he would have her off the horse and on her back in the grass before she would think about begging him.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"I wish I could trust you enough to tell you. I know we've been very intimate," to punctuate that word Cillian found that spot that had Desire telling him not to stop when his head was between her legs. He gave it the proper attention it deserved for just long enough that he thought it might bring her close before he backed off to more gentle teasing. "But you're keeping secrets. I tell you the wrong thing, and I could end up dead. Though, if you were to kill me, who'd be here to do this for you."

Then he went all out, no more teasing. He fully intended to make her climax.

 

[haremfaery]

"You don't trust me. I don't trust you. I have secrets--You have secrets. And yet," she sighed, "Oh those clever fingers ..." She collected herself, "It may be best for us to make a pact. We need each other if we're to survive this journey."

But then his fingers were rubbing and probing. She leaned back to give him better access. She put her hands on his thighs to steady herself. She leaned her head back against him and panted. "Tymora's Luck! Cilian, what you do to me."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Are the things I do to you enough to trust you won't stick a knife in my ribs if I fall asleep next to you after we absolutely ravish each other?" Cillian kept going. He wasn't sure if she'd even be paying attention to what he was saying anymore, but he had the words in his head, and they needed to get out.

"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say we are in similar lines of work. That often means working with people we don't trust." Cillian thrust his hips forward, making sure she was aware of how ready he was for her. "And you and I work together oh so well. Don't you agree?"

He wanted to pull the horse off the road into one of the little oases that were not so far away. But almost just as much, he wanted to regain a level of control he had before she came at him so hard and fast he hadn't had time to think.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire moaned louder. Cillian was talking. She tried to concentrate on what he was saying. Some of it was registering through the fog of arousal. "You might have gotten out of the dungeon without my help. I would never have been able to get out on my own." She shuddered and gasped. "That makes me inclined to trust you. Not your," she panted. "Considerable sexual talents."

"Yes. Yes! We do!" She practically smacked her hand on top of his and pressed hard as she came.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian continued fingering her, only backing off a little. He didn't want her coming again right away, but he didn't want her climbing towards a new one, slowly.

"Considerable, eh? So, Desire, tell me what you would like me to do with those talents?"

He leaned forward to kiss along one of her sensitive ears. After how sex addled she had him in the safe house, it was good to finally feel like he had the upper hand as far as this part of their partnership was concerned.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire moaned and wriggled trying to get Cillian to move his fingers faster. "Fuck me with you tongue until I scream." She breathed. "Then fuck me with your cock."

They hadn't passed anyone on the road so far. Besides, who would bother the pair coupling in the grass by the road?

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian’s finger’s picked up speed. “You forgot to say, ‘My Lord.’ And I hope you understand, to maintain our cover story, you’ll have to be in chains the whole time.”

He guided the horse to a patch of grass with a few trees. He secured the reins on a tree branch, before helping Desire off the horse, letting his hands slide over her body as he did.

“So, Desire, are you willing to be my slave in exchange for me making you scream?”

 

[haremfaery]

"A thousand pardons, my lord." She gasped. They couldn't get off the road fast enough for her. She was beginning to wonder if there was a sex demon in her heritage.

She grinned at his teasing. "Of course, my lord." She truly did need to practice this game with him. She had played the slave before, but it was different. She was afraid she might actually like it with Cillian.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian laid Desire down on the soft grass. From his pack, he produced a small metal stake with a hook at the end. It was meant for their tent, but it worked perfectly to pin the chain connected to her collar to the ground. He gave her enough slack she could breathe, but she wasn't going to be able to move much.

"I don't want my slave to run away on me," Cillian smiled. Then he was pulling off her leathers and lifting up her dress. When he put his head between her thighs, he started slowly with his tongue, back to a teasing pace, but he was soon licking her folds and clit without mercy.

He wasn't going to stop until she either begged him to, begged for his cock, or passed out.

 

[haremfaery]

She lifted her hips tpo let him get her leathers off. Then she spread her legs for him. "Seven hells, Cill--my lord. You were born to do this." She moaned.

She writhed beneath him propping her feet on his back. "That's--oh, yes. Like that!" Her hips bucked, then her thighs stiffened as she came. But Cillian only paused before dipping his head back down to continue licking and sucking her. he pushed two fingers inside and began thrusting.

"My lord! Seven hells! I want your cock inside me."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian lifted his head from between Desire's thighs, his lips and chin slick with her juices.

"Slave, how much do you want my cock inside you?"

Then he went back to tonguing her clit.

 

[haremfaery]

She grinned at the game they were playing and breathed out a sigh. "I want your cock so very much, my lord. Such a magnificent weapon deserves a fine sheath.Her breath hitched as she felt herself nearing bliss yet again. "Please, my lord. Take me now."

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian gladly obliged. He loosened his breeches, pulling out his magnificent weapon and guiding it into her fine sheath. He shuddered as he entered her, stretching her channel to accommodate his girth. He'd been craving this moment since they left the safe house.

He went slow, not to tease or torture her, but because he wanted to savor the feeling of her flesh around his.

I'd rather be lying with her than lying to her.

 

[haremfaery]

"Oh, my lord, yes." His slow thrusts were deliciously maddening. She moaned with each one.

The two didn't heard the travelers on the road until a man's deep voice bade his horse halt. The same deep voice laughed. "Look at that pale ass!" He laughed again. "He makes his woman wear the green dress." The man's horse's hooves shifted in place along with what sounded like at least one other. "No! Don't stop on our account."

Desire froze still panting from their exertions.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian froze mid-thrust, breathing hard.

"Do they look dangerous?"

As long as their lives weren’t in immediate danger, Cillian didn't want to stop.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire raised her head as best she could staked to the ground as she was. "Two men on horseback." She whispered, then louder. "Please, my lord, do not stop." Quiet again, "Decent horses, decent clothing, from what I can see. I think they only want to watch ..." She craned her neck to look at the men and gave them a wicked grin. Maybe she could get them to give her some money for the show. She had forgotten to ask Cillian if he had any.