Pleasure Kingdoms: Second Attempt

"I hope that you know, that you feel, like you're one of us now. You're not just traveling along, you know. I, I mean, all of us, feel like, well, like you belong with us." He looked into the woods, a shy smile on his face. I couldn't imagine not having you here with us."

Ritsuko had been carefully awaiting any reply Taren might have had for her, even as she had called out to Evee and requested parlay. The half-elf's words brought a delicate blush to her skin right as she had begun to end her words with the dragon priestess. Slowly she turned back to him, gazing down upon his seated form. Taking a moment for thought, the samurai simply nodded once in acknowledgement of his requests.

"Very well, this evening if you are not too tired from your training I would be happy to spar with you. As for how I feel...."

Not for the first time that day, Ritsuko found herself choosing her words carefully, trying to collect her own thoughts as to how she really felt.

"I am glad that I am here to aid you, and am deeply honored at the help I have recieved in return. I wish that my presence among you wouldn't bring such trouble, but I fear that such things cannot be avoided, so I drive those feelings from my mind rather than let them steal away from my focus."

Again that slow smile crept stealthily across her face.

"I do feel welcome here, and a part of this group. I would risk my safety for any here, and it has been proven that I am not to be left to die in combat either. Not only that, but I truly enjoy the company, it has to be preferred to walking the rest of my life alone. I cannot imagine travelling with anyone else at this moment."
 
Losing her own focus as Zarl kept teasing her neck, how his hand found its way under the shirt. Breathing slightly heavier when his words brought more heat to her tender neck. Gripping the mane of the horse as her lust started to grow. Having to bite her lip as to not moan or speak out to loudly.

"Yes-s-s-s- here and now.... I want you just as bad...."

Managed to whisper softly, not even caring at this point of who might be looking as she closed her eyes for moment enjoying the feel of his touch and breath. Only thing that somewhat brought her back to the here and now was when her horse had stopped. Reluctantly opening her eyes to see why,

Another break so soon? We just barely left haven't been on the road for long...............I don't think anyway?!?!?

Shrug the thought away, if it is rest they wish to have then so be it. After all, logan was carrying three people, maybe he needed it.

Kicked the horses' side softly and went up stream just a little, far enough for her and Zarl to be alone, yet close enough to at least keep the sounds of the group in ear shot. It was hard to find the perfect spot with Zarl *distracting* her, but she managed to find a nice little spot. Once Lavastine stopped the horse she tilted her head back

"I was terrified of losing you today.... Saw you out there and.... I was helpless to do anything for you.... For any of them....."

slipping her tongue out to softly trace his lips.
 
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Logan moved into the clearing near the stream. He took a few drinks of the cool waters. Then settled to grazing, he was licky in that sense that he could graze and be satisfied in this form.

He was also, glad he needed little rest. He could doze and stay alret to the comings and going of the group. He listened somewhat to Ritsuko and Taren talking. He knew when Taren was ready he would call for him.

He knew some decent sword play, but he also knew it would not be enough against a skilled fighter, not even someone with the skills of Taren or Ritsuko, and definitely not Zarl. He had alot to learn.
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

He squeezed her breasts, his mouth closing on hers. His tongue went between parted lips, and met hers in a hot dance of lust. One hand continued caressing a naked breast, and the other moved down, trying to get under her clothes, to her womanhood, her wet sex.

He moaned in desire, breaking the kiss. "Undess. Now. I want you, right now. While we have time. I want your legs wrapped around me as I fuck your tight, wet cunt."

He spread his wings, ready to pull her right off the horse and ravage her,...or ravage her on the horse, if her could get her clothes to agree easilly enough...
 
Without hesitation she undid the laces to her top and letting it slide down her arms. Swinging one leg over, so they both were on one side with some effort got the pants and boots off. Knowing they didn't have much time and wanting him as much,

"Is this better?"

Slyly smiled up to him just before hunting down a kiss of pure lust.
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

His own boots and pants were off so fast is was remarkable. He pulled Lavastine's naked body against his as he returned her lustful kiss. A hand trailled down her naked body, sliding between her legs to her womanhood.

A finger gently traced her pussy, and he kissed her deeper, pulling her body around and lining his cock up his her slit. He thrust himself deep inside of her, moaning into her mouth as he pushed his manhood as fall into her as he could get it to go.
 
stiffled a cry while he pushed into her, filling and stretching her tight walls. Straddle around his legs and the horse made it impossible to close her legs around him.
Quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, clawing into his shoulders as the kiss grew heavier while she moved the best she could.
 
Taren was beaming by the time Ritsuko stopped speaking. Her words pleased him more than he coud say. It felt as though hs heart wanted to sing. He almost did sing, one of the merry songs that echoed from the tree-tops of the Evlen wood where he grew up, or perhaps one of the songs of the Mid-Folk lands, the only place he felt at home...

But he grappled with the emotions a moment, getting himself under control. He closed his eyes, feeling the breath of the forest on him, making its serenity his own. When he opened them, the smile remained dancing in his eyes though it was all but gone from his face. "Of all the things I would fear in your long life, Ritsuko, walking through it alone would not be one of them." "When the time comes to renew your clan...I am sure you will have many suitors eager to win the chance to walk through life with you."

He rose. He knew he was right. He knew he would be one of them...but for his birth. Orphan. Half-breed. Such things were for pure bloods and nobility, neither of which he was. "Another quarter hour and we push on until sunset."
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Freaky Sex)

Something got to Zarl. It may have been the unconfortable position they were in, or perhaps the rejuvination through Void. Whatever the reason, the rhyme or the seaon,... Zarl fucked Lavastine's pussy like it was the last one on the planet.

He plowed into her, hard and deep, again and again, bucking them around on the back of the horse. Finally, as he could take no more, he pulled her body tight against his own, and thrust deep in and out of her.

"Oh, yes! I'm gonna cum, Lavastine. Deep into your hungry cunt. Oh, by the Destroyer!"
 
Logan stood a little off to the side dozing and grazing. He heard Taren's words to Ritsuko and hers in return. He knew then it would not be his place to fall for her, he didn't feel in his confusion of everything he was and could be that it would be good to fall for anyone.

True enough, he had to admit to himself, all the women in their little travelling group were beautiful women. Even though Zarl had seemed to claim Levastine, and Taren and Ritsuko seemed to be drifting together, as should two warriors. He thought a moment of Eeve, being a dragon priestess, would destine her for something better in life as well.

He shook his head and looked up to the others at Taren's mention of leaving shortly to find a better campground. He knew that would be best. He would from here on out concentrate on learning his fighting skills and be of assistance to the others on this quest, for right now that was the business at hand, even though he could hear Zarl and Levastine's lusty activities.

He turned and walked quietly in the direction where Eeve and Taren and Ritsuko were. He had been able to gain enough rest in this short time in the clearing and was probably as ready to move on as they were.
 
Zarl had much more vigor than the last few times, it was hard to tell where it came from. But she had to bite down into the flesh of his shoulder to hold back the screams that escaped her lips. Holding even tighter onto him to not fall of the horse, clamping her legs tightly over his thighs.

Trembling hard just as she came hard, uncertain if it was just the time or if she reached that climax as few times. Knowing that she wanted more, to feel him flooding deeply inside.
 
Ritsuko waited patiently in silence as the others took advantage of their momentary break. She could almost feel the gentle creeping of time passing as she found herself hesitant to rise from the comfortable position she had taken up on the ground.

Almond shaped eyes watched warily for any signs of pursuit as her companions relaxed as well. The minute sounds coming from the forest surrounding them causing the delicate warrior to blush furiously as she realized what Zarl and Lavestine had slipped away to do. For just a moment, her own mind slipped back to the evening prior, her body responding with a warm flush of its own as she remembered Evee's soft touch.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, thoroughly embarrassed, Ritsuko thought instead of the events planned for the evening ahead of her.

"I need to train too...actually, sometime soon, I would like to spar a bit with you. Your skill is remarkable, and your form is one I've only seen my master use before. It would honor me greatly to spar with you, if you would grant my request."

Before she knew it, her thin lips had drawn themselves into a warm smile. She believed him when he said that the person he had called master had used a similar style as hers, knowing that such a stance was not uncommon amongst the more veteran swordsmen of the land. She couldn't help but wonder if he would still liken her to him this evening, when she could draw upon her truest of focus.

In the same regard, she felt that she had likewise not seen all of his potential. Ritsuko actually found herself hoping that Taren was aware himself of the inner strength she saw in him...and that she might get a glimpse of that strength later.

As time ticked down towards departure, she abandoned her musings with another warm smile, reaching for her katana once more and tucking it firmly into her faded sash. She winced once slightly at the shallow cut she still carried beneath her robes. Perhaps the preistess was right about having it looked at. Still...it could wait until nightfall...and after her testing was over.
 
Logan's amber gaze settled upon Ritsuko as she stood. He noticed her wince slightly as she slipped her katana into her sash.

"Ritsuko, are you alright? You're still hurt. I can heal you." He stepped closer to the small group. "Let me heal you, that way you are more comfortable for the journey."

He knew his healing ability did not drain him near as much as the magical healing powers of some of the others drained them, her wound was not serious, more than likely so would it not do him any harm to heal her before they moved on.
 
Ritsuko stopped suddenly, clearly startled, though she couldn't decide which impressed her more....Logan's memory, or his perceptiveness. Either way it seemed that she couldn't just dismiss her injury. Hadn't she chastised Taren earlier for hiding an injury?

Doing her best to smile through the embarrassment of being caught, the samurai gently nodded her assent to her worried comrade.

"You may, Logan. It is my fault for not seeking healing sooner when Evee offered it. I fear that the argument that ensued shortly afterward distracted me more than it should have. I do not wish to slow anyone down."

Standing casually, she waited for what she knew had to be coming, having been healed by Logan twice before this.
 
Logan stepped closer to Ritsuko. He knew he did not have to touch the wound directly to heal her, but he did have to have contact directly with her skin. "Ritsuko I need to be able to touch your skin, but not necessarily where you are hurt. All it takes is you pushing up your sleeve."

He watched as she did so, and then gently laid his horn upon her arm. He concentrated and soon enough the healing power of his horn flowed from him into her, along with a deeper feeling, one that he couldn't help but pass on. the healing seemed different this time, it was if she could feel the caring he felt flowing into her along with the healing energies.

The wound healed quickly and Logan stepped back, he shook his head as he felt the connection between them break. He looked to her unsure of what had happened along with the healing, just knowing that something had happened.

"There you go, you should be fine now. You know Ritsuko, you should never worry about asking for healing when you need it. I don't mind at all." He would never hesitate to heal anyone in the group, but he knew he would leap to her aid whenever she needed him, even if it meant his death.

He looked to the others, there was an unspoken question lingering in his mind as they prepared to go. He knew he didn't want to be the one to interrupt Zarl and Levastine, but if they were to move on then someone would have to.
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

And Zarl came. He grunted, and disengaged from Lavastine. He got of the horse, gathering his things and dressing. He passed Lavastine up her clothes, and smiled at her.

"Perfect, as always. I'm gonna go see what the others are up to, you get dressed. Or not. That could be interesting, as well."

He grinned, and turned. He made his way over to where the others were, and looked them over.

"Enjoying yourselves? Because, from the looks of things, it doesn't look like you were enjoying yourselves as much as Lavastine and I were."

He laughed.
 
Taren looked at the winged swordsman, a faint blush on his cheeks. "I imagine not." "Good that you're finished for now though, it's time to get started again." Gods abive, he hoped he was doing this right. He'd never imagined he'd be in charge of anything, much less such a motley group of adventurers. "Everyone, let's mount up!" "From now on, we ride until the sun starts to set, then we make camp!" "Stay alert!" 'We don't know if the wizard behind this has left any troops behind, or any traps."

Taren made his way over to where Logan stood with Ritsuko, Evee gliding toward them as well. "I hope you're rested Logan, unless we're attacked we're not stopping anytime soon." He nodded to Ritsuko, then formed a stirrup with his hands. "May I assist you?"
 
Logan looked to Taren and nodded, even with the healing of Ritsuko he was more than ready to travel.

"That I am Taren. I could travel for at least two days carrying the three of you. So you just say the word and we'll be off yet again."

Logan was actually proud of his endurance, it helped to have the unicorn magic backing him up though.
 
She couldn't resist. Though quite capable of mounting a horse by herself, as her people had taught her from an early age to ride a horse, Taren's chivalrous offer had caught her by surprise.

Placing a slim, graceful foot in his fashioned stirrup, she felt herself lifted quickly to her normal perch atop Logan's back. A smile of gratitude was the half-elf's reward as she began to prepare herself mentally for the long trek ahead of them.

It was good to see Zarl in good spirits again, despite the blush that creeped slowly across her face at his off-color comment. She had been worried that the Macrai-Itoche was still angry with her over their earlier conversation. Hopefully, it will have all blown over by tomorrow, another moment in her long past.

As Logan started forward, the elven samurai let loose with a long sigh of contentment. The road stretched before them, and all the wonders and terrors it could bring.

All she could think about was how good it was to be moving agian.
 
Evee sliupped from Logan's back when they stopped for the short break and strecthed a little. She looked up at the sky for a few moments before Ritsuko had called to her, saying that it might be a good time to discuss the tentative battle plan. She really didn't get a chance to reply as Taren came by and began talking about Ritsuko, Logan and training in the evening. She wasn't even the upset about this, smiling as she listened to the two talk. Though she was fully aware of Zarl and LAvastine and what they were doing off in the bushes, she was more interested in Ritsuko and Taren.

She waited till Ritsuko had seated herself on Logan's back before she climbed up behind Ritsuko carefully, her legs over Logan's right side while her tail hung over his left flank. She slipped one arm around Ritsuko's waist for support before speaking.

"We can wait till we stop for the night to try and make some plans for how we'll handle our battles. I believe training would be a good thing to do tonight. I have to get my spells down or bad things may happen. I had one of my spells hurt me a little bit during battle yesterday morning."

She looked to Taren and smiled softly.

"I hope you don't mind if I watch you train a little. It would help me as well so I can know what to do in the future."
 
Stunned for a moment as he just walked away, then the extreme pleasure took all that way as she slid off the horse figuring that she was naked anyway......

Set her clothes back down on a boulder, leading the horse into the water as she gave the horse a cool bath. Rinsing off its back as well as rinsing herself off.

Shortly after getting out, she was dressed meanwhile the horse was rolling in the grass, drying its self off. After a short time she met up with the rest of the group once more on the back of her horse and ready to go.
 
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Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

Zarl rummaged through his pack as he waited for Lavastine to return. He pulled out his flute, and ran through the notes. He thought to himself a moment, wondering what to play, when finally Lavastine returned. Zarl was a little disappointed that she had dressed, but he always found clothes somewhat erotic, simply hiding the wonders of the female body he craved so much.

Coming from a society that didn't really have need for clothes, he did not believe they were something needed. Though it was a lot colder in these northern areas. Zarl pulled himself up behind Lavastine, and pulled her tight against himself, kissing her neck.

He shifted on the horse, and brought the flute to his lips, playing an enchanting melody he remembered learning on a slow summer day, though he couldn't remember why he'd been taught it.
 
Taren vaulted onto Logan's broad back, an arm going about Evee's waist, the tall half-elf now mounted behind the priestess. "I'd be honored Holy On...Damn it, I'm sorry, Evee." He smiled, blushing a bit. "Gynan always said I performed better with an audience, espeically if ladies were present." He then blushed a bit deeper, "Ah, forgive my hand, Evee, but I'd rather not fall off." He'd been watching Ritsuko so much that he had almost forgotten the dragon priestess's very pleasing curves.

He cleared his throat, "All right, let's ride!" "We don't stop until teh sun begins to set, and stay sharp!" Was that how to do this? He was more worried about the worth of the plan. But he knew they had to get through these woods as quickly as they could. The mountains was where the wizard would be. Best land for the work he was doing.

As Zarl's melody rose to the sky, the small band set out once more. Despite his own order, Taren found himself distracted by the simple, but haunting melody. It reminded him so much of the music of the Mid-Folk, with thier flutes and songs of harvest and drink...all the simple things of life he'd never fully understand. HOw he hoped he could stop there soon, in thier lands...the one place he felt at peace, if not at home.
 
Ritsuko closed her eyes and relaxed. The gentle piping of Zarl's flute was a luxury she'd not thought could be found out here, so far from her homeland. The drifting melody teased her elven ears, coaxing her thin lips into a smile without her even knowing it. As the Macrai-Itoche's first song faded into the afternoon breeze, her eyes opened once more.

"Very beautiful, Zarl."

Her voice was soft, but she was sure that it would carry over to him. Taking the opportunity to survey her surroundings, the samurai merely shrugged. More woodlands for as far as she could see. She could only hope that there was a town ahead, a night in these woods after their hellish morning would be a dreary prospect indeed. She was sure she'd be jumping at shadows for the next few days.
 
The music he played was very wonderful, only it brought tears to Lavastines' eyes. She never knew happiness, her home town wasn't quite like Zarls' but it was also far from the peaceful towns of others. To her they were peaceful. In the end, she was always running, wondering where she'll end up the next day. Or next hour for that matter.

As the music played she struggled to find some memory of joy to go along with it, there was none. Only joy she really had was right here, with these people she still hardly knew but will now protect as they protect her and with Zarl. But with Zarl, she knew it would be nothing more than mere sex, for her that was fine. It was just only times where she was really happy and at peace. Thankfully Zarl was behind her and he couldn't see the tears staining her cheeks, and the others were ahead of her so their backs were towards her.
 
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