Pleasure Kingdoms: Second Attempt

Logan nodded as she spoke. “I do understand that, I think everyone is that way to a degree right now.” He couldn’t help but hold his breath as she ran her fingertips across his lips.

She seemed to have, whether or not she knew it or not, a way of entrancing him. He felt that any of the women in their group could do it if they only tried. They were all so different from the women of his village, and they all interested him in some way.

Levastine, to him anyway, had a dark, dangerous quality that he liked. Then he could think of nothing more as she kissed him once more and pressed against him. He slipped his arms about her waist once more, holding her against him. This time as the kiss deepened, he wasn’t as meek as the first time.
 
Ritsuko gasped as the water around her exploded upward, shocked into silence for only a moment as she felt Taren's strong arms wrap around her before breaking once more into a fit over very feminine giggling. Her smile never seemed to fade as he leaned over to murmur in one delicate ear.

"I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds, Ritsuko. But...I've wanted to put my arms around you for a while, and I just couldn't resist. You look so beautiful and in the water..."

"You've caught me."

The words, though simple, were delivered with a smile as she turned around in his embrace to face him, keenly aware of the now sheer looking silk as it was soaked through, blushing furiously.

She kept silent about his last question, resting her head gently on a toned shoulder as he held her to him. The pounding of her heart throbbed dully in her chest as she stood there pressed against him. Whether from the exertion of her run, or the excitement of her new courtship she wasn't sure.

Perhaps both.

Ritsuko grinned despite of herself. She only hoped that her good mood was contagious.

"And yes, Taren. I uphold my end of the bargain, and give you the right of courtship."

Pulling away only slightly, she darted forward again almost as swiftly to end her words with another kiss. Not fleeting like the first she had stolen from him earlier that day, her lips seemed to linger....more persistant than been when they sat speaking to each other earlier.

For a brief moment, she knew what it was like to be of a magical nature. To be like the fairies and pixies that men and women across the lands still told stories of. Her heart soared free in the confines of the half-elf's arms, and the warrior's own heartbeat seemed to bring a new perspective of life with it.

Ritsuko's grin never faded as she pressed herself tighter to him, shivering in the night air now that her robe was thoroughly drenched. The burning warmth that arose from Taren more than enough to keep her comfortable....
 
A split moment thought ran into her subconcious as Logan held her tightly, letting the kiss grow into a heated passonate moment.

Perhaps this is good... Bring the pain and pleasure together... he'll feel the cut... but his lust and desires will be so overwhelming..

Moaned deeply into the kiss while running her nails down his back, a little harder than before but not enough to cause great pain to him. Lavastines' lips trailed from his sweet lips to his ear, takeing the earlobe between her lips, sucking on it while flicking her tongue wildly over it. Her breathing was becoming shallow with lust as she moved her hand for a moment, undoing the clasp to her cloak and letting it drop to the ground. Wanting and needing to feel more of his touch.
 
Logan shuddered slightly as she began to kiss and lick at his ear. He felt her cloak drop as she released the clasp. He would have loved to have taken a long look at her, but was more than happy to accept her warm body pressed against him.

His want for her was quickly overwhelming his thoughts of the others. He knew they were either settling down for the evening or pursuing their own relaxation.

He kept one hand around her, placed on the small of her back, while he moved the other up, letting his fingertips run lightly over her skin until his right hand was almost upon her breast. He then hesitated, wanting more of a sign from her that his actions were alright.
 
"So... what do you think?"

The magician girl sat by the campfire, keeping the flames alive by moving the embers around with a long stick, ringlets of raven-dark hair hanging over her face as she cast the squirrel-man sitting beside her a sidelong glance. Her smooth, high-cheekboned face was lit by the flickering firelight, casting a fluidly moving light over her slightly worried expression, her full lips pursed in thought. The heavily furred giant of a half-monster's eyes first snapped open in paranoia at the sudden sound of her voice, but he settled down just as quickly, and did not bother to meet her eyes for a few moments; looking into his eyes, one could see the gears turning inside his head. After taking his time, Dreant looked up at her and spoke, his deep, gravelly voice carrying clearly.

"About what?"

Shizura couldn't help but sigh.

You spent all that time thinking, and you say THAT?

"Everyone, of course. Do you like them, Dreant? You're welcome to stay with us for tonight. Safety in numbers, and so on. At least we're definately safer with you around, I'm sure!" She gave him an encouraging smile, her face brightening prettily, before turning back to the fire. "But you don't have to stay any longer than that. I mean..." Shizura paused, and then sighed again, quieter this time. "I'm sorry. I've got a lot on my mind right now. What I'm trying to say is: I hope you decide to come with us. I like you. But don't feel like you need to. I imagine you've done well enough on your own, and are more than capable of taking care of yourself. But we'll be your friends, if you like... I know I will... I bet Lavastine would... I'm sure Zarl would... I think all of us would... everyone's very nice..."

Her voice trailed off, and she stared into the fire. "Please think about it, Dreant. You might be in danger with us, because we're going to go fight, as you've heard. We might not be able to stick together all the time, though I'll try to keep you by my side. But in the end, this might be a great experience for you. A great adventure, with people you can trust."

Dreant Firebane watched her carefully. His hulk settled down as he leaned forward to look into the fire. And he was silent -- lost in the methodical logic of his own thoughts, the aspect of human intelligence that coexisted with but could not mix with his monstrous instinct and cunning, like Holy and the Void.

Shizura could think of nothing else to say.

It's funny that I would think of Lavastine and Zarl first, when anyone would accept Dreant. We're all compassionate people here. Like Taren...

...Taren, you're right. Wain is a murderer. I just wanted to think of him as careless, because I don't want to think of him as evil. But some of the things he has done to pursue his goals have been evil, and that makes his goals unworthy in my eyes, whatever they are.

...I wanted to be able to forgive him before I struck him down. Now, realizing what you have brought to view, I don't know that I can.

But we'll see what he's really like... this one last time...


The young woman shook her head, trying to dispell her somber thoughts, and a melancholy little smile grew upon her face at the attempt.

There's nothing to think about anymore. It's time to fight... I guess...

Her next sigh was silent. She didn't want to disturb Dreant's thoughts. But she couldn't stop thinking of Wain -- of Dyne -- of how people changed -- of how she had changed...

And it was then that she noticed Zarl lying down to sleep. Without even thinking about it, she turned her head to him, leaving Dreant to his musing. "Hello, Zarl... you're going to sleep now?"

Without even realizing it, her mouth had widened into a genuinely happy smile at the sight of him, the monster that, while he still contained the lusts and desires that made him a monster, was more intelligent than most of the humans she had met. She was happy he had proved her prejudices wrong. And she liked him, despite the occasional gleam in his eye or wanton tight hug. Her smile was sweet, though her eyes remained soft, a hint of the melancholy thoughts she was unable to banish; a smile that both lit up her face beautifully, and that betrayed a weakness that she could not handle alone. A spontaneous smile, a smile she was unaware of, that came straight from her heart, and was directed to a monster.

Shizura had indeed begun to change.
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

Zarl opened an eye, and half turned, propping his head as he looked at her. He sighed, and used his free hand to poke at the unyielding earth.

"Trying, yes. Ground's not too comfortable, you know. Though again, it's better than how I usually spend my nights, curled up in a tree so I don't get ambushed in the night."

He shifted, trying to find a comfortable spot. He grunted. "Although, I find I prefer what you Fae make while in your lands. In our own, we use the jungle to make these,...I guess the best word for them would be 'nests'. But we only have three actual buildings, so I think we can be excused."

He sighed, and shifted again, trying to find someplace comfortable. He sighed in defeat, taking the least comfortable position we'd found. He looked back over at her, and gave her a smile, almost without realizing it.

"And what are you doing? Intorducing yourself to our new friend?"
 
Logans' touch was so soft and tender that it caused a shiver to run up and down Lavastines' spine. Expecting for his hand to continue, aching for it to. Yet it had stopped for a moment, as if he was asking silently for permission to go further. Reluctantly pulled from his ear, kissing at his neck, lips all in movement while arching her back slightly and leaning her head back. Lifting her face to the sky as she closed her eyes.

Her hands were itching to pull his pants down, and just pounce on him but Lavastine resisted, allowing him to take things at his pace. Giving him the control of how fast or slow he wanted to take this.
 
As Levastine arched her back and pressed her breasts against his bare chest, Logan then placed his hand upon her breast. He gently squeezed as she leaned her head back and lowered his lips to her neck, kissing her lightly, and then biting gently.

He continued to massage her breast with one hand and hold her close with the other as he kissed her neck. He could feel his erection growing between them as they pressed against each other.

Seeing as she was not stopping him, he then moved to lay her back gently on the ground. He looked into her eyes and smiled as he moved to be next to her. “Levastine, I… I want you so badly, but I know you need my blood to rid you of the poison. I want to delay that to be with you, but I know we can take care of that first then..” He smiled and then kissed her hungrily, pressing his tongue against her lips, then in search of her tongue as her lips parted.
 
The instant she felt his lips upon her neck followed by a small bite, Lavastine melted in his arms. Felt as her legs grew weak, the heat rising that much more. Followed in his lead when he guided her slowly to the cool grass, Logans' voice seeped into her mind but only catching a few of the words in that moment.

Kissed him just as eagerly in return, during that time she was peicing together the words that he had spoken. Trailed her nails lightly down his chest, knowing just how and when she was going to gain what she needed. Broke the kiss long enough to speak;

"Do not worry about the blood right now... let me handle that.... If you want me.... then you shall have me."

it still shocked her to some degree that he actually wanted her, to be with her and she wasn't forcing herself on him. Most humans turn away, not wanting anything to do with her, but this one....

"Kiss my neck... I love how your lips felt against it...."

lust was burning deep in her eyes, yearning for him as she parted her legs a little, with anticipation.
 
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Logan took her words and movements as a signal to continue. As he moved to kiss her neck once more. He also decided, that she had just too much clothes between him and her and moved to help remove her shirt.

Each passing moment only made him want her more. He was happy in the knowledge that she seemed to want him just as much. The thought tugged at the back of his mind that she only wanted this in order to get the blood she needed, but he pushed it away, he didn’t care. It made him feel good to know someone as beautiful as Levastine really wanted him.

He moved his kisses down as he removed her shirt revealing her breasts to the night air. He sat up a little to take a good look at her, just for a moment before kissing her lips once more.. then he kissed a trail from her lips to her neck.. softly down to the base of her throat.

Logan then lightly ran the tip of his tongue across one of her nipples, before lowering his lips to suck and tease the nipple for a moment before moving to the other one. He reveled in the sweet taste of her skin and loved the way she seemed to move under his touch.
 
Shizura giggled as she stood up and sat down closer to Zarl on the other side of the fire, putting an elbow on her knee and cradling her chin on her hand. "Oh, you don't need to be excused for anything; you see, we Fae just starting making buildings out of desperation. We like to call it adaptability, but the secret is that we only ended up making buildings simply because we were incapable of handling the wilds like monsters." Her smile broadened into a little grin. "I bet the jungle is great, though. I mean, great in the moments where you don't have to watch your back. I hear that it's warmer than the forests, but that it can be more dangerous because the vegetation gets so thick, so..."

Am I rambling? To Zarl?

"...ah... y-yes, I was talking to Dreant. I think he needs a few moments to himself, though. I really hope the big guy comes with us. He's really quite a sweetheart, though he does get twitchy sometimes. I'm hoping that he'll be able to relax better in general once he learns to trust us all..." Her face softened, and she looked away, into the fire. "I don't think he's ever really had friends before. He doesn't seem entirely against the idea, though... heh..."

In the moment of silence that followed, Shizura looked back to Zarl and watched him trying to get comfortable for a few seconds, before another small smile brightened her features. "Gee, Zarl... if I had a groundpad or something I'd offer it to you, but I like carrying small packs, so I wrap up in my winter coat to sleep -- and though it's big for me, it might be a little short for you." Her smile widened, and she tilted her head slightly. "Once we get back to town, I'll find you a good one, Zarl. They're cozy."

Once we get back to town, huh...?

But it's so hard to imagine life with Wain dead.

I want to protect people from the ravages of battle... I want to be strong enough to protect my friends and maintain the peace... I want to be strong enough to understand myself and have earned confidence in myself... I have my own ambitions.

But... the knowledge that one of us must die here...

...it shakes the very foundation of my being.

Still...

...I'll find reasons to smile.
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

Zarl sighed, and closed his eyes with a little nod. He visualized his homeland with a sigh of longing. "It is fairly warm, but it is also, more,...the air is,...I cannot describe it. The air is thicker, wetter. The jungle is alive, life everywhere. But, for the most part, we of the Macrai-Itoche are ignored by its denizens."

He shrugged. "There is a type of great cat that lives deep in the jungles, preying on smaller creatures. Sometimes they will venture near us, but they do not attack unless they see us as a threat or are greatly hungered. And then we are more than capable of defending ourselves."

He looked up at her, and nodded. "Okay then, Shizura. But, we could all get horses." He made a face at the idea. "I admit that I am not much enamored by the idea of riding, but it could save us time and let us carry more. These quests seem a bit dangerous."
 
"I'm glad."

The words were simple, but the feeling that poured from the wanderer's heart was anything other than that. His voice was thick with emotions, care and compassion, a serious and almost disbelieveing joy, and a warmth that seemed to him to lessen the chill of the water.

That warmth was not all emotion, but part instinct. He had seen the curves of her body so well shown by the soaken robe, and now as she pressed against him and his strong arms pulled her closer, he could feel her against him. His blood was afire and he felt an oddly burning anticipation...so similar to and yet so very unlike the thrill of battle.

He was going to speak again, but she took the initiative once more and kissed him. The kiss was a delight finer than any he had found in his travels. Her lips were firm, yet sweet and soft. His own eagerly responded, adn his arms tightened about her further as the world shrank away from him. All his concerns, his worries, his fears, the distant fire that flickered in the trees, all gone. Only the river and Ristuko existed for him in those perfect moments.

The kiss broke slowly, his lips lingering on hers, reluctant to part. The expression on Taren's face was one of pleased astonishment, quickly fading to be replaced by a gaze of rapture. "Your kiss is as dangerous as your blade, lovely samurai." "But unlike your sword, I find that I wish to seek it."

He lowered his head, tenderly, cautiously kissing her, as if afriad of doing it wrong, or of breaking the magical feeling that seemed to have spun out around them. His heart was rcing now, and he felt almost hot, despite the cool water that flowed around them.

As thier lips parted, the wondering look was still with him, his face, his eyes, more open that they had been to anyone in a decade. "I-I've never felt so much of any feeling that wasn't lonliness." He was about to say more when he felt her shiver against him. "...You're cold." He pulled her tighter to him, pressing their bodies together. "We should go back to the fire...though in a way, I wish I could warm you enough that we could stay here." He chuckled softly at his own foolishness, "A part of my would like to be in this moment forever."
 
Each and every touch he placed, caused Lavastine to not want to hurt him. Knowing she had to at some point lingered in the back of her hazed thoughts, trying to keep focus on some level but losing that battle with each second.

Inhaled sharply when Logans' mouth made contact to her hard, pleading nipples. Moving from one to the other teasingly as she arched her back when the night air kissed the first wet nipple. Lavastine began rubbing her legs together when the aching between them intensified to the attention he was giving.

"I want you sooo much.... yessss...."
 
Logan felt her move beneath him and let his one of his hands roam further down, just until his fingers lightly brushed across her pubic mound. Wanting to see how she reacted before proceeding.

He kissed his way back up to her lips, as she spoke, then as he lightly teasingly kissed her earlobe, he whispered in return. "I want you too Levastine.. so much.." In fact he thought that he had never wanted anyone so badly before now.. not even any of the girls from his village that he had taken to his bed.
 
Each time his hands hesitated on the places that were aching, craving to be touched, Lavastine whimpered that much more. Slowly she crept her hand to where his rested, moved his for a moment just long enough to untie the hem of her pants. Feeling the slack of her pants give, shifted slightly so they would slide down her hips slowly as she moved.

Reached for his hand lightly once more and guided it down inside of her loose pants. Gasping as his fingers made contact to the heated wetness, letting her fingers linger with his.
Using her other hand to work on his pants, feeling his own desires from within his pants. Slid her hand inside of his pants once they were loose and began tracing the hardness with her nails ever so lightly.

Lavastine took her fingers that were now slightly coated with her juices and brought them up to his lips. Tracing the tips of her fingers over Logans' lips, giving him a taste of her sweetness.
 
Evee twirled her staff for a moment before she sat down on a nearby stump. She smiled as she watched Taren and Ritsuko. She wondered how close she should get in watching them, but figured that as long as she could see and hear them, everything would be fine.

"They make a cute couple."

She looked up at the sky for a moment and then back to the two.
 
Logan smiled as Levastine seemed to take control for a moment and show him that she truly wanted him to continue. He took in a slight breath as he felt her own hand slip within his pants and her nails on his skin.

He licked his lips as she traced them with her fingertips and smiled. He slipped his fingers further down into her pants. Lightly tracing the lips of her wetness, before teasing her clit. He liked the way she responded to his touch. He didn’t know if he could please her as Zarl had, he was not as rough in anything he did.

He kissed her deeply sharing the taste of her, then kissed down her jaw line and then her neck, he left a trail of kisses down, first to one breast then the other.. and then he continued lower, stopping only a moment above her bellybutton.

He moved his hands only long enough to help her the rest of the way out of her pants, then he began to place the kisses upon her skin once more. He continued slowly, wanting to tease, and yet wanting more, he kissed further down, over her pubic mound.. then lower until he kissed her clit. He paused then but only long enough to take in her wonderful scent, before lowering his lips to her hot, wet womanhood.

He began to explore her with his tongue, first with long slow licks, then as she responded more and more he would add in a few fast flicks of his tongue across her clit.
 
Lavastine was breathing heavier with anticipation as Logan worked his trail of kissed down her body. While he slid down, her hand slid out of his pants, clawing lightly up chest till her fingers felt his hair. Which she gripped the instant Logans' lips touched her pleading sex.

Raised her hips as he began to slowly lick up and down the slit teasingly, making her ache for it. Bite her lower lip to keep somewhat quiet each time he flicked his tongue that made her whole body jerk in response. The need for release was nearing as she tensed up, arching her back as her climax was teetering on edge.
 
Logan took in a sharp breath as she entwined her fingers in his hair. He could tell she was enjoying what he was doing as her body responded to his lips and tongue.

He looked up to her, he wanted her to climax, but not this way. He wanted her, he wanted to feel her warmth in a more intimate way.

He kissed a path up her body to her lips once more, sharing her taste with her. He kissed her ear, nipping lightly at her earlobe, "I want you so badly Levastine..."

He was so hard he was aching with his need to have her. He could only hope she wanted him just as badly, by her actions. He used a free hand to free himself of his pants.

Then he moved between her legs, but not rushing to enter her hot sex. Instead he just reached down and guided his erection along her wet sex. Loving the reaction he was getting to his teasing. It was almost as if he wanted her to ask him to please her, before he would do it.
 
Ritsuko frowned softly at his mention of their imminent return. Feeling nothing of the dread she felt earlier of the cave system that loomed before them, instead she felt herself wishing more and more to remain inside Taren's tender embrace.

She had languished in his kisses, each loving offering scorching her sensitive skin, driving the chill away to replace it with a new heat that she had felt only once before. His reward was a gentle moan that escaped her lips, trickling like the running stream water around them to brush against his ears.

"Do not look so glum, Taren."

She pulled away from him just enough to once more look him in the eyes.

"You've earned permission to court me. May the Ancestors bless us with many, just as magical evenings, in the future. I know I for one, look forward to them."

Moving forward again, slower this time, she brought her lips to his once more in an honest kiss. Ritsuko wanted more than anything to leave the wonderfully persistant warrior with an imprint of just how she felt. As her body pressed hard against his once more, their body heat rising beneath each other's touch, her lips parted willingly for his exploration.

Their tongues twined together briefly, dancing fleetingly in a courtship of their own, the raven haired samurai smiled as she pulled away once more. This time, a new and mischievous sparkle glinted in her normally solemn eyes.

Sliding smoothly around to position herself behind him, her willowy arms never left his muscular waist. Leaning forward, her warm breath could be felt on one ear as she chuckled softly into its sloped structure.

Vividly remembering the delicious sensations that a certain priestess had invoked in her just a few evenings before, Ritsuko couldn't help but wonder if a half-elf's ears were as sensitive as hers.....

Slowly and without warning, her lips parted to take just the tip of Taren's right ear into the waiting cavern beyond. Suckling gently on just the tip for now, she smiled as she thought she heard a gasp.

Her arms wrapped tight around him, not letting him get away, though he could have easily broken free if he truly wished to. She pulled him tighter against her body, seeking to drive that infernal chill away, never mind the fact that they were both still waist deep in rushing water.

Slipping free of its confines, the elf's tongue slid slowly down the full ridge of her lover's ear, fascinated by the slight differences she saw there, and making sure each one got her full attention....
 
Lavastine was right there, on the brick of releasing her passions for Logan. Suddenly he stopped, kissing up her heaving body as she tried to calm down, trying to figure out why he had stopped. In that moment she was tasting herself all over his lips, kissing him eagerly with uncontroled desire.


Soon she was feeling the hard, thickness of his sex taunting her, so close to entering only to linger and tease her all the more, driving her insane.
Raising her hips towards Logans' teasings, trying to get him inside. Raking her nails down his back with passion, just enough to show Logan just how high her desire was.

"Take me... please... I want to feel you.. inside of me."

whispered in his ear, biting and kissing at his neck and shoulder, letting her body beg silently for him to give them both what they need and want.
 
Logan took in a breath as he felt her nails rake his back again. The half pain half pleasure feelings only turned him on that much more. He had no idea what it was about her that made him feel this way, but at this moment he could only he could think of was following her pleadings.

As she bit at his neck he pushed his hips forward slightly, feeling her open to grant him entrance. He moaned deep in his chest as he pushed slowly, agonizingly into her. Knowing it was tormenting her as much as it was him, but he did not want to rush, not yet.
 
Shivers ran wild through every nerve as he crept inside, pushing slowly and deeply. Lavastine whimpered for she wasn't used to being tormented quite like this, she was trying to move her hips faster, but the way he held himself above her prevented the kind of movement she was aiming for.

It was getting very hard to remember her own request, to focus on what it was she needed. For another need, a need of desire was taking over and overwhelming her senses.

"You feel sooo wonderous...."

moaned out while the eager, silky walls of her sex gripped him tightly. Making it feel just as good to him as it was to her. He wasn't Zarl, obviously, but amazingly, for a human he felt good.
 
Logan moaned as he felt her tighten around him. “Yes.. feels so good..” He began to pick up his rhythm as she writhed under him. She felt so good and tight, the feeling of taking his time was slowly driving him on. He couldn’t wait too much longer.

He kissed at her throat, gently biting. He didn’t want this to end, not anytime soon, but he also knew he didn’t have the endurance he would like. Yet he fought back each time he felt the intense feelings building within, managing not to let himself go over the edge of pleasure.
 
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