The Horny Unicorn

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

Kissing her happily in the cold water his hands began to raom over her body somewhat. One slipped between her thighs and softly stroked her there.

"I only show you these things so that you may know all that I desire to teach you, Isolde-chan." he stroked for a few more moments and then let her go, a twinkle in his eye, "For now, though, we must travel. Many miles to close between us and our destination."

He jumped backwards in the water and darted to shore, avoiding a now very annoyed Isolde.

 

[Isolde]

A growl came from Isolde's throat as Kitsuke made his way to shore. He had left her throbbing and ready to repeat the night before. But he would pay, she would make sure he paid the full price next time she got her hands on him.

She spent a few more minutes in the cold water calming her body down from the contact with his as well as his deliberate teasing. When she felt that she could come to shore in a reasonable mood, she finally swam to dry land.

By the time she got to camp Kitsuke had started in on breaking camp. Making a large show of ignoring him and making no attempt to dress as yet, she chose a smooth boulder and sat upon it. Wringing the water from her hair, she slowly braided it while letting the sun dry her naked form. Only once she had the braid done and tied with a leather strip did she begin to draw on her warrior outfit, fitting the chain mail snuggly over that before strapping her sword to her back again.

She then helped break down the rest of camp, making sure to bend over enough to give a flash of thigh or leg whenever she knew he was looking.

Soon the campsite was back to the way they had found it. No one who was not an experiened scout could detect that they had been there.

Turning to Kitsuke, she smiled and said,"I am ready to leave when you are, Husband."

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

She was getting to him primping herself on that rock.... but they would see who broke first. As they continued on with the packing she continued to show her body in advantage to him. He gritted his teeth, attempted to hide his arousal (not very well) and go ton with things.

"I thought, wife, that perhaps for our honeymoon we should just journey together for some days. I can think of no other person I would ratehr be lost in the wilderness with. I noticed travelling up here a forest off to the west, perhaps we could find a nice place in there to set a temporary camp?"

He motioned toward the Treebeast Forest, unaware that it might be more than it seemed.

 

[Guest]

Isolde was not paying as much attention to the direction he was pointing at as she should have. If she had been paying more attention to what he was saying and less to the satisfaction she was feeling at his tell tell reaction to her teasing, alarm bells would have been ringing.

Instead she simply nodded and swung her bags over her shoulder, walking beside Kitsuke as they made their way to the west.

"Lead on, Husband," She said as they walked,"I will walk with you from now on until one of us is no longer able to do so." A thought came to her and she asked,"But what did you mean earlier about teaching? Were you perhaps referring to...to the marriage bed?"

She flushed a bit at that, remembering all the things he had already taught her on that account.

 

[The_high_king]

Creeps

Treebeast Forest, where trees came to life, in the form a giant orcs. It was not a good vacation spot, luckliy for us Charlene was here. She could guide us through the forest, without meeting to many Treebeasts. She led us through the dense foliage, slowly. Making sure not to wake up any Treebeasts. This place scared the heck out of even me, any tree could be the a treebeast, or a regular tree. I tried not to step on any roots... just in case. If only Cherise wasn't so pretty, then I would be on my best guard.

 

[Najia]

Cherise

Cherise looked at Charlene in a startled manner and then threw back her head and laughed.

"By the gods!," She said as tears of mirth poured from her eyes,"If I let a little thing such as a dragon's tail cause me to run screaming than I would be a pour battle mage indeed. Since this is you home though a guided tour would be appreciated."

Following Charlene and walking besides Creeps, Cherise carefully avoided the trees and anything that might trip her up. At times she noticed Creeps looking her way and she smiled a bit to herself.

At one point she caught him looking at her instead of the ground and he tripped over a stone. Reaching out, she grabbed him and pulled him back to stumble into her instead.

As she held him tight to steady him, saying nothing since she knew that he wasnt going to like being clumsy in front of them but simply let him go from her grip when he felt ready.

 

[THEBRAT]

Charlene

Cherise you will be seeing more than My Dragons Tail I have to get these Clothes off to unbind My Dragon Wings also!

If each of you will please take one of Hands we will fly to yonder Clearing where My Home is!

 

[Isolde]

OOC: Since we are not in the forest, your home, I dont think you can know that info, Brat.

 

[Najia]

Cherise

Cherise shook her head and said,"As I said, being a battle mage I have seen sights that have turned men's hair white. The sight of a dragon's anything pales compared to some of the monsters I have been pitted against. Thus is the life of such as I."

"And as for you flying us somewhere, I must decline for I know that for one person to fly on a full dragon is difficult. For two almost impossible. I dont think I shall care to try it wih one whose blood and strength is thinned by the human half. Thank you for offering anyway."

Turning to Creeps, she said,"You may try it if you wish but I shall go on foot from here on out."

 

[THEBRAT]

Charlene

ooc ok I will edit that!


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Cherise what you say has very great merit and I respect you for telling me the truth!

If either of you wishes to walk through here it is best if you watch out for moving roots!

 

[The_high_king]

Creeps

I considered the thought of flying on a dragon back, but I wasn't really a good dragon rider, in fact, I sucked at it, "no thanks Charlene, I would also prefer to take my chance walking". I nod to Cherise, and continue on our way. It was also getting dark, so we would have to set up camp soon.

 

[Najia]

Cherise

Cherise gave a thoughtful look Charlene's way and said,"We will meet you there. You might use your flying powers to go and fetch Thorr though. I am sure that if you explain we are looking for Isolde he wont hold that practical joke against you. But if Isolde went through these woods we might be better off with his strength in our band. And you can make it faster flying than we can walking. We will make camp and I am sure your tree sentinals will point you to it."

Moving fast to catch up with Creeps, Cherise looked for any suitable place to camp out. After about an hour's walk, she spotted a clearing and grabbed onto Creep's arm, pointing it out.

"We could camp there but if we are to build a fire we should make sure the wood is dried and fallen from a tree. We dont want to get any of the sentinals angry at us."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc. *Wrings hands*
Alright, I Know i was in htis a looooong time ago....then sh!t happened and I dropped out.....

Can I Still be in it? if so, Tell me where You are and I'll find some way to integrate me back into this cool story...

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

OOC:

*boots Roland into the thread*

Get in here and post you.

 

[The_high_king]

Creeps

Cherise suggested making camp here. It seemed a bit, 'open spaced', but it would have to do, "alright then, I'll go gather some wood". I walked out into the forest, making sure I didn't go to far from the encampment. As I picking up some wood, I noticed that the load I was carrying was quite heavy, and then I thought it was time to head back to camp. I was stopped by a fallen branch on the ground, "well, I suppose one more branch wouldn't hurt", I thought to myself. I grabbed it, and it seemed to be stuck to the ground. I pulled a bit harder, and then I knew what I was really pulling. It was a root. I began to get nervous, and I slowly looked up, and gulped. It was a gaint tree beast, and it was sleeping. I could hear its loud snores. I slowly, and quietly began to head back to the camp. It was important to stay quiet.

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

As he turned to answer her, Kitsuke saw Isolde redden at her own question. A smile played across his face and he replied with a slight chukcle in his voice, "The marriage bed will be a place of exploration for both of us, Isolde-chan. I will also teach you to fight as I do, so that none will be able to defeat us. Who could refuse to teach a student with such obvious natural talents?" he added the last bit winking slyly, fully meaning the double entendre.

The forest in the distance loomed closer and the twised misshapen trees defined themselves as the outskirts of the region crept in from the horizon. Caught up in bantering with his wife Kitsuke never noticed the little things. Like how birds and squirrels not only sat in particular trees, but actively avoided others. Some trees had moss growing on them, a tribute to their ancience, yet others were as clean as saplings about the roots and trunk.

Stepping over logs and hollows, walking through glades and clearings, narrowly avoiding encounters with poison sumac and other annoying forest plants as Isolde called them out to him they made their way further in. Finding a small stream that was fed from a pool slightly further upstream they decided this was a good place as any to encamp.

"So, lovely wife, shall we hunt now? Or was something else on your mind?" Kitsuke asked.

 

[Isolde]

Isolde thought about being taught a whole new way to fight. It appealed to her and she smiled at the thought that the more he taught her, the better she would be able to anticipate his own moves when they sparred. She had felt a hard won satisfaction when she had tripped him on the rocks and then again when she had come so close to winning the match. Though she had felt more satisfaction after she had lost for some reason. She chuckled to herself and nodded. Yes, learning another way to fight might not be so bad at all.

As they walked, she pointed out local flora and fauna that she knew he probaly would not be familiar with. When they found a spot to camp, she put down her bags and rummaged through them. Pulling out a bow and arrows that had been made especially for her by a friend who was a weapons master. The bow and arrows were special in that the bow was collapsable and the arrows were made in two parts that were screwed together when ready to be used.

Sitting down cross legged, she begin to put them together in preparation for hunting. Upon Kitsuke's question, she stopped and looked up at him, a seriousness coming over her face.

"Yes, I have a question," She said as she tried to best think of the way to phrase it,"You have named me Isolde-Chan which I assume is a title in your culture. But I do not know what to call you, Husband. I wish to honor your culture as well as my own in this marriage and, should we find your lands, I do not wish to embarrass you by insulting your people. What do I call you and will your teachings include how to act among your people?"

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

"-chan is what your people call a 'suf-ix', I believe." Kitsuke stumbled a bit over the word, "It is a term we use to one we are fond of and familiar with. If you would like to respond to me in kind you may use the male derivative -kun if you like, although I do not expect this of you, aisai."

He stood for a moment longer, "Er, aisai means 'beloved wife' in my language... I can see we both have far to go. If I keep saying these things I'll just keep distracting you."

Busied for the moment with pitching camp and making a firepit they worked in silence for a moment. After that had been accomplished Kitsuke approached his wife and kissed her on the cheek and lips.

"I am hungry now... but it is not the flesh of rabbit or fish that I desire, wife. I admit defeat, you have tempted me all this day and I can no longer restrain myself." he kissed her again, running his tongue over hers.

 

[Isolde]

Isolde listened with interest to Kitsuke's explanation. She found that she almost devoured this new knowledge as if it was food itself. Learning of a new culture was not only enlightening but quite fun with the right teacher.

She smiled shyly and his term of enderment and shook her head. This was quite unbarbarian-like of her and if Thorr could see how soft she acted around this man he would probably think her bewitched. And, somehow, that almost fit.

Happily she set aside her hunting weapons and helped prepare the camp. When it was done, she turned to ask if he were ready to go hunting only to be met with a totally different offer.

Closing her eyes against the feel of his lips on her, she smiled at his words. Opening her eyes, she caught his gaze, her own telling of a need that even the coldest of waters could not quench.

Returning his kiss, she opened her mouth to let him explore deeper, meeting his tongue with hers as her arms wrapped around his neck and she drew him closer. After what seemed an eternity, she broke the kiss and moved away from him just a bit.

With a soft laugh, she ran a finger tip over his lips, cheek and neck, allowing herself the luxury of exploring his features which were so foriegn but so familiar at the same time.

"I should apologize, Kitsuke-kun," She said, trying to sound out the suffix as he had,"I know I have been merciless in my teasing but I cannot help it. You have kindled a fire that burns too brightly for me to control sometimes. Therefore I offer no apologies, my beloved husband, for anything that draws you to me in that way."

"One day you must tell me the word for that phrase as well so that I may murmur it to you while we make passionate love under the stars."

Standing, she clasped his hands and pulled him toward the bedrolls they had placed together and sank down upon them, pulling him with her.

Slowly she undressed before him, her flesh gleaming in the firelight as it threw shadow and light upon her. The flickering of it covering different parts of her body as she revealed it at different times.

First her chainmail came off over her head and then she undid her top, untying the laces and pulling it off slowly, making sure his eyes followed her movements as she did so. Allowing it to fall from her shoulders and to the bedroll underneath her, she unlaced her skirt next and put it beside her top. Her leather boots were next and she sat with her knee up and covering her breasts while she unlaced them almost painfully slow until she was wearing nothing but the thong underwear.

Kneeling before him again, she moved close enough so that her breasts brushed against him and begin to kiss along his neck and cheek, stopping to nibble upon his earlobe before whisperning to him,"It is time to sate both of our hungers, my husband."

 

[THEBRAT]

Charlene

Cherise you are right it is best that Thorr is here I will fly there right now!

I start to flap My Dragon Wngs to get the kinks out of them from being bound to my back!

I will see the two of you later I launch myself into the sky as the crow flies back towards Thorr's House when I get there it looks like someone is home because I see a light in the House!


I alite at the front of Thorrs House and I refold My Dragon Wings walk up to Thorrs front door and start pounding on it!

I start yelling Thorr come and open this door I hear someone talking asking who is there at this time of night!

I yell Thorr if you do not come and open this door I will burn the whole House down around you I would not even be here if it was not Important!

Oh!Yes Cherise also sent me to get your Barbarian Hide to My Home "Tree Beast Forest!"

Ok you have made me mad this is one less house that I will have to look at while I am flying!!!

 

[Neale]

Thorr

Time, as has been before-mentioned, moves very strangely in the land... To recap, Thorr, having just dispelled the wall of dragon's fire that Charlene had placed about his home, and sent Imoen to his home village to bear her child, received dire news of his sister, Isolde, and her vile enslavement at the hands of a demon. Immediately upon hearing this news, Thorr charged back into his home, and pulled out his full panoply of battle gear. Armed and armored to the teeth, the glow of the enchantments upon his gear was only overshadowed by the glare of fury from his eyes.

Charlene had just landed, and was about to set fire to his home, itself, when Thorr opened the door and stepped out as the first gouts of flame burst from her mouth. The incredibly hot flame hit Thorr, but his protections were such that it affected him no more than a nasty case of halitosis might. "Hah! Silly girl is dragonwhelp! Thorr wonder why she have dragon tail..." The world's premier barbarian reached out and clamped one massive hand around her face, sealing her mouth shut. "Thorr like silly girl, but you no breath at Thorr no more. Smell bad! Thorr not have time to teach you how to be good again. Thorr must rescue sister!" Finally, Thorr noticed that Charlene was turning an alarming shade of blue, from lack of oxygen, and relaxed his grip enough to let her breathe a little.

With his free hand, Thorr pulled from his favorite bag of holding a huge cask, which still bore the markings of his favorite brewery, Ironguts. This, however, was no ordinary cask. The only mage he had ever grown to trust, the battle-mage, Cherise, had enchanted it especially for him. This cask would enable Thorr to fly farther and faster than any dragon.

The cask settled down beside him, and he climbed atop it, still holding Charlene in an unbreakable grip. Thorr's brow was knitted in concentration as he attempted to remember the words he had been taught so long ago. "Uh... Go! Uh... Up! Uh... Thorr say go!" Nothing was having any effect, and Thorr's frustration was growing exponentially. Charlene, now draped across the cask in front of him, face still locked in his hand, had been completely forgotten, his grip being maintained reflexively.

"Thorr say go, you stupid, fucking, goddamn, piece of maggot-ridden wizard shit, before Thorr take Giant-Cleaver and make toothpicks!!!" Now that Thorr had said the proper enchanted words, the cask took off with a boom, arrow-swift, to the East.

All this time, Charlene had been beating on Thorr's wrists, kicking and scratching, trying to get his attention. Finally, he noticed the annoyance, and let go of her face, so she could talk. It was a strange, confusing conversation, but eventually Thorr understood her well enough to be guided to the place where she had left Creeps and Cherise, camped.

The cask tore through the evening sky, causing more than one bird to swear off the trash from behind taverns. Before too much time passed, certainly before boredom was reached, Thorr guided the cask into the clearing where his friends had made camp, only crashing into one sleeping treebeast on the way.

When Thorr landed, Charlene slid off the cask, happily planting her ass on the ground, seriously considering swearing off flight forevermore. Before Thorr could greet his friends, however, the treebeast he had crashed into came stomping forward. Thorr spun, raising Giant-Cleaver, and glared at the treant. The mighty creature stopped short, looking at Thorr... looking at Thorr's truly massive axe... looking at Thorr glaring at it, a mad gleam of fury in his eyes... The treebeast took one careful step back. Thorr's eyes lit up. "Hickory-smoked barbecue Thorr's favorite!" The treant fled headlong away from the area.

"Hunh. Thorr not have time for barbecue, anyway..." He walked over to where his friends stood. "Where Isolde?"

 

[Najia]

Cherise

Cherise had just finished taking the wood from Creeps and he was explaining about his near run in when there was a crashing sound and suddenly a large shape in an enchanted cask landed in the clearing making Cherise drop the load right on Creep's foot as she went for a dagger at her belt.

She was just breathing a sigh of relief upon recognizing the large figure when another one that could only be a tree beast appeared. Groaning, she prepared a lightening bolt but it seemed totally unneeded because Thorr threatened it away. Smart monster was her thought as she replaced the dagger and then ran up to launch herself into Thorr's arms, hugging him as hard as she could.

"Thorr, you old dragon bait," She said, ruffling her hand through his hair,"Good to see you alive. Surprised to hear that you were stationary for once in your life but it is good to see you."

Her mirth died down as she looked into his eyes and the rage there. "Hey, Thorr, whats up? You look as if you are ready to kill something off. I dont know where Isolde is. We were on our way to find her when you showed up. But I am sure she is okay. Isolde can handle herself. You know that. Come on and sit by the fire and we can talk of old times. We cant do anything until the morning anyway."

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

Leaning into his wife's kiss Kitsuke brought both his arms around her and played them up and down her spine softly. Sucking on her lower lip he rubbed his leg against her and slowly got between her legs.

"You are truly a vision of lovliness, aisai." He breathed in her ear as they leaned back into a handy large rock....

 

[Isolde]

Isolde shivered as his hands caressed her back and she returned his kisses passionately, feeling a shudder of anticipation as his leg parted her own.

She hesitated as he pushed her back and shook her head. Putting her mouth to his ear, she said,"I have been thinking, darling husband, that if we continue like this than I shall be heavy with child before we reach your lands and of no use in journeying. I would not want to inconvience you so I think we should withhold ourselves until we find your land once again. I am sure that the months that it takes us will seem like nothing to one of your infinite patience."

Sliding from his arms and giving him a mischievious smile and wink, she makes her way over to the bedroll making sure to walk slowly and seductively as she does so and slides into it, snuggling deep down into the warm confines.

"I will see you in the morning, husband," She said, the merriment plain in her voice.

 

[kitsuke]

Kitsuke

Staring in disbelief at the sexily retreating form of his wife Kitsuke's memory flashed back to that morning. Finding his voice, albeit a shaky and cracked one...

"Chikushou! She can't just.... Zakkenayo! She can and she is! Kuso!" He quietly cursed to himself in his home tongue as she lay down, gesticulating wildly at the stars. His frustration was vented at the sky for another hour or so until he curled himself into a small and very uncomfortable position on the ground. He just haaad to put the two bedrolls together didn't he?


Chikushou!