Grey clouds gathered above a monastery cut into one of many mountains covered in snow. Lornar’s Pass held the Durmand Priory named after the founder of the order. It was a place where scholars of all sorts gathered to bring their minds together against the scourge of dragons and to unravel the mysteries of Tyria. A bridge connected the Priory to the rest of Lornar’s Pass and it was here where a lone charr with auburn fur stood. She was a large feline with bright golden eyes wearing a heavy coat and leathers, a sword sheathed on her back. Four horns topped her bestial head along with multiple ears. The pace of her steps remained slow as she headed toward the monastery. Greeting her at the end of the bridge was a human with burning red hair who began chattering immediately, taking the charr by the arm despite the raised lip and show of fangs. The human talked at length of the priory and what their goals were and how glad they were to have a new novice among them but Kurrela could only register every other word. She kept on wondering if this was right. First, she had been born into the Blood Legion, born to be thrown into the midst of battle like a raging storm of claw and steel breaking apart enemies. It had seemed so natural to let her rage loose on the battlefield, to accept the abuse of superiors and more but eventually, she had snapped and needed a change of life. The Vigil had been her first choice but they were an order akin to an army and she once again found herself being a soldier. She wanted something different but even then, did what she want matter?
“Now, here to greet you is a very special someone! Gixx is normally very busy but here is the Steward.” Said the human
Kurrela looked around for a moment before peering down at a small Asura, a grey-skinned creature with long ears and pale green eyes. He wore robes of the order in blue and grey with various metal adornments and that pale gaze of his looked her up and down. With his arms behind his back, he hummed, “Welcome Novice. Here among our halls, we welcome all of those in search of knowledge, whether you are apt to work out the mysteries of the arcane or if you wish to go and unearth lost artifacts from bygone eras. I must admit, I did not expect to be welcoming someone from the Vigil let alone from the Blood Legion. What inspired the change?”
Standing out in the cold and explaining herself hadn’t exactly been what she expected or wanted but she supposed that the Vigil had questioned her in a similar manner. She was a charr that had walked away from her warband in favor of looking for a new way of life, she supposed that was unusual enough and so she said, “Sir, I just thought I’d look for a new way of life. Never had much of a choice before so when the opportunity came I just sort of...Left. Vigil was more of the same so I figured I’d pack up and find something new. Priory seemed like the right choice.”
Gixx brought a clawed digit to his chin and hummed, “Is that so? Well, I hope you find what you are looking for, but might I ask, is there anything you are interested in studying? Anything at all? It would help me assign someone to guide you if at the very least I knew what type of choice you wanted to make.” When he saw her furrowed brow he brought up a hand and huffed, “Now don’t shatter your skull thinking about it. There can always be new directions taken.”
That made the question harder to answer because to Kurrela, it felt like there was nothing but infinite choice. She stood outside in the cold beneath a stone canopy trying to decide what she wanted to do. Kurrela hadn’t expected to be given a choice so soon. Her expectation had been an assignment just like the Vigil and just like the Blood Legion.
After a few moments of awkward silence, a voice came from nearby, “Might I interject?”
Kurrela turned to the side to see a similarly dressed asura with darker skin, shaggy black hair and bright cyan eyes walking toward them. Gixx inclined his head, “Magister Ixxen, if you have any suggestions for our wayward novice then I would appreciate it. Despite making time for all new initiates, I do not have, as they say, all day.”
Feeling embarrassed, Kurrela cleared her throat while Ixxen clapped his hands together, “Now! I know that things must be so confusing when you’ve never quite had a choice. I took an interest in your case because I like sneaking into Gixx’s quarters and reading all about the new novices.” “Excuse me?!”
Ixxen ignored Gixx’s words and hummed, “I noticed, that despite the fact that you left the Blood Legion you kept the name Ripfang. Kurrela Ripfang. Warband Fang. Why is it that you keep that name?”
Kurrela rumbled while scratched the back of her head, “Sir-”
“Ixxen.” Interjected the newcomer.
“Pardon me?” She said with a tilt of her head.
“My name is Ixxen Loremaster. Ixxen will do, even Ixxi if we get close enough because that sounds cute. Now, give it a try! Call me by name Kurrela.” Said the asura with a big sawtooth grin.
Kurrela felt her cheeks warm while she spoke, “Right...Ixxen. I uh, I thought that if I got rid of my name then I’d be forgetting something important.”
“Ah! Memories are important, are they not? They carry so much of who we are and so much of what makes up our personalities. Pain, happiness, suffering and more are locked within those hallowed pieces of information. Would you agree?” The asura said with a nod
She thought about what he was saying before she inclined her head, “Yeah...I don’t think you’re wrong. I don’t want to forget even if it wasn’t a great experience. I still have to learn from it.”
Ixxen exclaimed loud enough to make both Gixx and Kurrela hop, “Then if that is the case then I know exactly what you should be studying! History!”
Gixx rubbed his chin with a stray claw while musing toward the air, “History...If it is the type of research you do then she might be perfectly suited for the perils as well. What say you, Kurrela?”
“I think that I’d be willing to give anything a try, sir.” She caught herself but still didn’t feel right calling the leader of the Priory by name and so she cleared her throat, “Ah...Steward.”
The Steward chuckled, “Very well. Magister Ixxen! We will discuss at some point these excursions you’ve been taking to my quarters. If you truly are as interested in new novices then have the decency to ask me about them. That being said, Kurrela will be your new pet project. Treat and guide her well. With that out of the way, I bid you both adieu.”
Kurrela watched Steward Gixx walk away and wondered whether or not she had made the right choice. A pat at her side caught her attention, Ixxen smiling up at her as he spoke, “Looks like we’ll be stuck together for quite some time! I imagine we’ll be close friends soon enough. Now, I should probably give you a tour of the facility before I take you out on any wild adventures.”
“What makes you so certain that history is where I should be going?” She asked quietly once he had turned to start walking.
He looked over his shoulder with a gleam in his gaze as he answered, “History is nothing but memories collected over time. Memories of forgotten places, people and more. It isn’t just reading over books either. Exploring ruins and far gone lands in the hopes of finding something ancient presents dangers. So, I think you’d be perfectly suited to exploration as well. Now come.”
Kurrela still had questions but she found it difficult to voice them, in part because his words made sense and also because she needed to catch up. Ixxen led her through the main hall of the monastery that led into a grand chamber with a glowing rune stone in the center splintered into several fractals of light. From there, they traveled through passages leading into the deeper portions of the monastery. Ixxen talked her ears off throughout the entire time. The subject of history was brought up off and on even through bites of bread as they sat together to eat. She learned of the Priory’s origins and of how that impacted how things were run while Ixxen mentioned what differed in terms of philosophy and more. At first, she thought of this talkbox of an Asura as annoying but his words were fascinating. The stories he told about past events and how they impacted the present day kept her ears focused on every single word rather than her thoughts. Of course, he was quick to point out her facial expressions with a claw or two which brought warmth to her face but it never felt like he was being mean to her.
They headed off to explore the rest of the Monastery starting with the dorms near the kitchens along with the lecture halls but as they walked the circular corridors of the lower chambers, Ixxen frowned and crossed his arms, “I have to say...I think I’m doing a bad job of being your guide.”
The charr raised a brow, “And why is that? Everything you’ve said has been interesting enough...And you’ve given me a good rundown of the most important locations.”
Ixxen grinned, “Yes but we can hardly call that exploring, now can we?”
“What do you mean?” She asked with a tilt of the head.
“What I mean.” Ixxen began, “Is that there are much more interesting places here than libraries, lecture halls, and dormitories! Hidden little nooks and crannies. Now follow closely, friend.”
The asura darted off leaving Kurrela to follow with questions at the tip of her tongue and no way to ask them. She rounded the corner to find Ixxen groping the wall until he found a loose brick. His digits slipped through and the wall came down. He beckoned for her to come along before stepping inside. Kurrela followed along, her curiosity both silencing her previous questions and bringing many more along. They headed down a set of stone steps leading into a large corridor with many doors and rafters above them. Oddly, it felt warmer than usual but she didn’t question it while they continued through the corridor. Ixxen stopped at a door and grunted as he pushed on it with his body to get it to creak open.
Kurrela’s pupils grew as she stepped inside a large chamber with stone pillars holding ceiling. A human statue stood at the far corner with a blessing of water falling into the fountain from an unknown source. When she walked further inside, she noticed that Ixxen had stopped at a pedestal in front of the statue to dust it off and say aloud, “I don’t know what most of this says. Most of it has been worn down by time but I believe this was a god of some sort worshipped by a group of detractors who did not bow to the six. We don’t have any records of this particular god but it is infinitely fascinating to me that it should be beneath our humble Priory. Isn’t it? People I’ve talked to have said it could be another form of Lyssa instead of a different god.”
“That would mean gods are creatures who change their appearance on whim and desire…” Kurrela muttered.
“Exactly! If I am correct then it is a different god but if they are correct then it confirms further that the gods have their own fancies! I’ve spent night after night here looking at this place only to find nothing more...And yet, I still spend my time here because it is relaxing. The sound of the waters flowing, the lack of noise and the odd warmth. It is a beautiful place.” Ixxen said with a sigh.
She approached his side and placed a hand on the pedestal near his, claw tips barely touching the surface. Her eyes traced the faded runes before she looked around at the chamber noticing that there were several blankets and books strewn about at the wall. When she looked down at Ixxen, she saw that he was smiling, bright eyes looking at her without any of the frustrations or angers of her past superiors in them.
Kurrela then muttered, “I think that I would like to study history beneath you. The subject is interesting enough that I would want to make that my choice.”
“And if anything else interests you along the way?” Ixxen asked with a chuckle.
“Then I would hope you guide me to other places too. You seem like you wouldn’t stop me, in fact...I get the feeling you would stop at nothing to help me with my choices.”
Ixxen hummed, “Maybe you’re right and maybe I just saw an opportunity to open someone’s eyes to a world of possibilities! Regardless...I look forward to having you beneath me. Of course, we should get drinks and dinner before thinking about such things.”
It took her a moment before she felt blooming heat on her cheeks and snorted, “I’ll have to get used to how casual superiors are in the Priory. Even off duty, I don’t think I’d hear such crude comments.”
“Crude! That’s a first. Most think of them as annoying, or irritating or even somehow romantic! Tell me Kurrela, are you a prude? Does the thought of rolling beneath the sheets fill your cheeks with fluster and raise your lips to show off those pretty fangs?” Ixxen said with a tilted head and a grin.
Kurrela huffed and crossed her arms, trying to keep a snarl off of her face, “I haven’t ever had experience with that. My superior in the Blood Legion used me—” She frowned and looked away, “Forget it. Not like it is important. Just old details.”
Ixxen’s voice came gently along with a touch at her side, “My field involves old details most people don’t care about...How about we sit and talk?”
A surge of anger struck her, the fur at the back of her neck rising. What did it matter? What did her past matter at all? It didn’t. She was here and now and yet, would she really keep her warband’s name if she didn’t think that? With a breath, she eased herself and looked down at Ixxen to shrug as a response.
Once she lowered her hands, he took one to lead her to the wall where they sat atop blankets and she leaned her head against the cool stone with eyes closed. She recounted tales of her old life. The Blood Legion demanded what was in its name. Blood. They called for charr to break themselves against the enemy. Not all warbands within the legion were like that but hers, in particular, had been tasked to pierce the defenses of Flame Legion territory. Garrisons, temples and more. She had been sent on assaults and came out covered in blood and ash. There were scars on the front of her body from blades, burns, fangs and more. She had earned a name for herself but had no true personality of her own to care about such things. The fame among her legion meant nothing and to them, her pain did not matter.
“Your pain matters to me,” Ixxen said quietly.
Kurrela opened an eye and looked toward the asura before snorting, “I don’t know whether or not you’re saying that to get under my clothes...But thanks. No one has ever said that.”
“Not one person?”
The charr grunted, “Nope. Not one.”
Ixxen sighed, “What an awful time that must have been. Sounded like you never even wanted to pick up the sword in the first place.”
Kurrela shrugged, “I was good at it. I enjoyed it at first too, I think. The rush of battle is unlike anything else but the verbal abuse, getting treated like fodder and more were a bit too much. Maybe I could have toughed it out but I always led on a string to where I needed to go and maybe that was what bothered me the most. No choice. I was stunned when the Steward told me to choose. Like an idiot.”
“Hey now. Be nice to yourself. That’s important too. We’ve just met but there is something beautiful about your heart. Maybe it's the genuine curiosity you showed while hanging on my every word, or perhaps it's that stoicism of yours that is just waiting to burst, but I see potential in you for anything that you desire and you are most certainly not an idiot.” The asura said while patting her leg.
She snorted, “Beautiful?” The charr then looked away with red cheeks beneath the fur, mouthing the words while trying to ignore the budding warmth in her chest.
Ixxen chuckled, “Of course, I mean that for your appearance as well. Those golden eyes will forever captivate me and I do think I would love to feel how it is nestled against your fur.”
Kurrela jerked her head toward the runt and brought a claw out to touch his chin as he brought his hands up in defense, “Listen you little— Do you enjoy toying with me just because I’m inexperienced?”
One of his hands closed around her digit pointed at his chin while he answered her, “Yes but I also mean every word I say.”
Her cheeks burned and her claw lowered while she muttered, “Thank you, I guess.”
A gentle touch on her face caught her attention, tiny spikes of lightning trailing down her back as she was forced to lower her head enough so that she was level with Ixxen’s as he spoke, “Do you need proof?”
Kurrela thought about slugging the little rat but a growing part of her wanted this experience. The question still lingered, “Why are you so open?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? Isn’t that just another part of exploration? Collaboration of the mind is a beautiful thing and there are many ways to get to know people. Intimacy is just one.” Said the asura with a smile that reached his eyes.
She muttered in response, “Would you be teaching me that too?”
“Would you want to learn?” Came the words of her mentor with a chuckle.
When she nodded, Ixxen’s digits brushed through the fur of her cheeks as he brought her face close enough that their lips brushed together. One of his hands came down to her mouth, fingers pressing at the side of her mouth to urge her maw open so their tongues could meet. Kurrela’s movements were entirely based on Ixxen’s. His tongue would move one way and she would do the same in kind while trying her best to ease her beating heart. The warmth of his breath on her own, the taste of his tongue dragging in her mouth, the feeling of his hand guiding her and pushing her. It was all too much to handle for a first kiss. All the same, a bulge started forming beneath her clothes and she began to adjust to the heat curling in her mind.
Their mouths separated and Ixxen’s voice came first with a breath, “You okay there?”
“Feels like I’m back in the middle of a Flame Legion encampment surrounded by fire elementals.” She said through slurred words before adding, “In a good way.”
Ixxen laughed, “Good! I’m glad that you enjoy your first taste. As for myself, getting to kiss such a beauty obviously has me riled up and I’m liable to burst. Would you mind if I disrobed? Even if we’re not going to do anything I’d like to take care of my own heat.”
Kurrela felt her heart catching in her throat while she tried to chew through the words, “Who said we’re not going to do anything?”
“Oh? Is that so? Just what exactly are we going to do?” The asura said with a small smirk that might as well have been a knife in her side.
She grumbled and rolled her wrist as if trying to crank the words out of her mouth, “Y’know. I figure we could explore, get to know one another better.”
Ixxen laughed, “Why! If you want my life story then I’d be happy to give it to you. I don’t think having only one hand available for that would be too much of a problem.”
Kurrela snarled and placed a hand over her face, running it down the snout while she snorted out, “I mean sex.”
The laughter continued as he poked her side, “I know! I was teasing you, dear. Plus, I wanted to hear it from you rather than some sort of sign. Are you sure you want to do this?” When she nodded, Ixxen got up and beamed, “Well then, let’s get out of these stuffy clothes, shall we?”
Golden eyes appraised the small asura with equal parts curiosity and uncertainty. The lack of determination on her own part annoyed her. It was just a little bit of intimacy. What type of warrior ran away from some skinship? She watched as he started to undo the ties keeping his robes together. Kurrela turned at the sight, back to him while she brought her claws up to start stripping. She cursed herself under her breath for being such a coward but this was a challenge that she wouldn’t back down from. Doubts played in her mind; tiny nagging thoughts that told her that he was just doing to laugh at her, that his advances were just jokes. Kurrela had never been the recipient of these sorts of things. Advances during her legion days had been rare and she hadn’t understood them then either. At the same time, she felt a hunger deep inside of her crawling from her core and resting between her legs as a dull heat that seemed to burn more when she thought of casting aside her fears and embracing the asura in full.
Irritation turned her around to see that Ixxen standing there with fists on his hips and a big smile on his face. A surprising amount of scars marked the asura's body from familiar ones made by blades and others by some sort of fang or claw. His clothes laid against the wall in a neat pile and her eyes railed down just a bit more to see his arousal. For a charr, it was average but for someone that short, it looked thick enough for one of her hands to wrap around which must have been impressive. Kurrela tried to think of some sort of witty comment but she couldn’t justify it. Her tail hung between her legs covering her arousal while she peered elsewhere on occasion before returning her gaze to his body.
One of his hands came out to touch the top of her tail, digits looping through the fur as he spoke, “You don’t have to be ashamed of yourself, of your feelings. If you’d like, you could even snap and snarl and call me a fool. Please, take your tail away and show me.”
Kurrela trembled like a pathetic fool before her tail slowly began to slip behind her again. Her arousal jutted out between her legs twitching and already dripping pre onto the stone. The cool air against it combined with the hot wash of shame she felt to create a strange mixture curling in her gut.
Ixxen touched the underside of Kurrela’s barbed shaft with one digit and he planted a kiss on the tip before speaking aloud, “Beautiful. Every part of you is lovely. Are you still okay with this?”
That touch alone nearly had her bursting but she managed to keep herself calm, “Yeah. Figured you were joking but...Here we are. You even told me to get mad and I just don’t get that.” Gentle digits looped around her shaft, pressing there while Ixxen answered, “Even now you seem to be holding so much of yourself back. Maybe not on purpose because it seems like you don’t truly know what you want or what to do but I want to see whatever it is you are hiding. I’ll gladly bare every part of myself to you if it means establishing a connection and if you ever feel that these advances are too much, then please tell me and I will calm myself.”
His words spurred her hands to come down and grab him by the shoulders, tugging him up enough so she could lean down and plant her mouth against his. Kurrela’s maw opened to let her tongue dip past his lips and into his mouth to mimic the actions from before, letting herself explore for just this heated moment. Ixxen returned the kiss with a smile, dipping his tongue against her own while leaning up to receive more of her hunger.
When they parted and she set him down, he muttered as he began to tug along her shaft, “How long has it been since you’ve let one loose? You’re dripping all over the place.”
Kurrela grunted, “Never really done it.”
“My, don’t they at least teach you that’s unhealthy?” He said with a sigh.
She muttered, “Yeah but it was embarrassing.”
Ixxen squeezed her shaft, one hand coming under to grasp her balls causing to shudder as he chuckled, “Then we’ll have to take care of this. Please, don’t worry about me. I’ll be able to handle every little one of your desires tonight. I’ve handled creatures twice my size before and the trick is a lot of specialized lube.”
A low growl escaped her throat as she leaned over, “It won’t take much to handle my desire if just one touch does this to me.”
The asura’s chuckle ran the length of her shaft, “Then let it all out and I will receive with joy. Of course, I can’t imagine you’ll only be fully satisfied with one.”
That urging, those words! They affected her almost as much as his touch that sent shivers up her spine and brought a pressure unlike any other to her loins. She almost felt like she was about to burst into flames, her hands balling up into fists and her toes clenching while she tried to hold herself back. Such efforts bore no fruit as the asura brought his mouth over the tip of his cock and began to pass his hand up and down her shaft faster, digits around her balls squeezing and kneading them gingerly to add to the pressure. Each touch added another spark in her mind that echoed alongside fresh memories of his voice sighing and chuckling.
One of her hands came down to grasp the back of his head, bringing him toward her body while she thrust her hips forward to stuff her twitching shaft into his throat. The sudden push caused him to gag but he remained still with his hands moving to her hips while allowing her to grind against his face. Lightning rolled down her body while she allowed her urges and hungers to rise above any doubts she had. Kurrela wanted to see his face painted, wanted to breed his throat and more. She needed this, needed this fire that kept on crashing against her in waves. That heat burst through her cock as a climax that had her knees trembling while she shot rope after rope of thick seed into the asura’s throat. All of her stress, all of her frustration and shame went away in that heated moment, her mouth opening wide to let out a purring groan that echoed in the stone chamber.
Once her twitching balls were emptied into the asura’s maw, she pulled away and out of his mouth with a wet pop while sighing, “Are you okay?”
She looked down in time to see him open up to show that a good amount of her load still remained on his tongue. Ixxen swallowed once he was certain that she had seen and answered with a smile, “Ready for round two since it seems you aren’t going down anytime soon.”
Kurrela could still feel the throbbing of her loins urging her on for more and so, she muttered, “What was that you said about lube?”
Ixxen rummaged through a few packs against the wall until he found a large flask with a vicious glowing liquid sloshing within, “Here we are! Flavorless and especially useful for interspecies couples. Now, since you have rather sharp claws, let me show you another way to help me apply this.”
The charr raised a brow as he set down the flask and walked around her, “Can’t I just pour it on and be done with it?”
“You could.” Ixxen said with a hum, “But then you wouldn’t stretch me out and that’s important too. You have a big tongue dear and you should know how to use it.”
Kurrela snorted, “What does that—”
She paused as she felt hands at her rear spreading it apart before the asura’s lips were pressed against her virgin pucker. A protest was about to come out with a grumble but it turned into a gasp, her hips darting back and her tail curling around his head as she felt his tongue dip inside of her ass. The wet warmth in her rear caused her knees to nearly buckle, the tongue sliding out of her rear traveling toward her balls to give each a kiss before Ixxen stepped back.
“There!” He said with a chuckle, “Now that you understand what I meant, maybe you could help me out?”
With a nod, she turned around in time to see the asura offering up the flask he had set on the ground. He then laid back on the heavy blanket with his legs up in the air and spread, hands coming down to grab his rear to spread. Kurrela felt the urge to breed that hole offered to her rising, doubts toying at the back of her mind as a far off echo rather than a loud message. They had gone this far already and she was still riding a wave of bliss that encouraged her to kneel before him and pop the cork off the flask. She poured the liquid onto his puckered hole making sure to get some on her cock. With one hand, she gripped her shaft to spread that cool sticky liquid while her other hand grabbed his leg to keep him steady as she leaned down to let her tongue out against his rear. She dragged it from his rear up his balls and to the tip his cock before coming back down to that sticky hole, slipping it inside as best as she could. The asura’s small sighs and gasps encouraged her to keep on going until her tongue was far enough in him that she had to open her maw over his crotch, drool dripping onto his cock and balls while she kept on twisting her tongue against his inner walls.
The lube tasted like nothing but it did pick up the asura’s flavor allowing that warm bitter saltiness to coat her tongue and swirl into her mind while she wondered how it would feel to plunge inside of this tight rear. Kurrela didn’t need to imagine it. Her tongue slipped out and she tossed aside the empty flask to grab both of his ankles, spreading them far apart while she brought herself up enough that the tip of her cock pressed against his lubed hole. Kurrela looked toward Ixxen’s face to make sure that he was still okay with this and only saw a big smile on his face full of approval.
Breathing in and out steadily, Kurrela began to ease the tip of her cock inside of his rear. She was surprised when she managed to dip into the shallows so easily and even further surprised when his rear continued to spread for the rest of her member. Kurrela groaned, her grip on his ankles tightening, her hips shaking as she struggled to keep herself from dipping inside all the way. A constant pulsing warmth surrounded her cock in the form of his inner walls tightening. That warmth called for her to go wild, to let herself breed him like an animal but her mind continued to force her to keep those feelings down, keep her urges in check!
“Don’t hold back.” Ixxen said with a breathy sigh, “I know you must be thinking you need to because I’m smaller or because you’re ashamed of yourself but I told you that you’re allowed to get mad, to snap at me and show me whatever it is you’re feeling.”
Kurrela snarled, hips coming forward to drive all of her cock inside of his rear with one thrust. Her body shook, her eyes shut tight as she leaned down all the way to put her head on the cool stone above him while she started to thrust in and out rapidly. Each thrust produced a wet slap that echoed in the stone chamber joining the sound of the asura gasping and groaning, noises taking on a pleasant higher pitch that kept on asking for more. Fear is what she felt, fear to show her desires to another and fear of hurting him. She worked out that fear by expressing her desire despite it. While her hips kept on pumping like wild pistons, gentle digits curled through the fur of her chest and she raised her head to look down and see the asura looking at her with a crooked smile, drool falling from one side of his mouth. She set her head back down to rest her chin atop of his head with her eyes closed as she continued to rut him. The feeling of warmth continued to bud and grow, her balls throbbing while she felt her next orgasm approaching. She was able to hold herself back a bit better this time. That budding warmth carried with a sort of bliss that washed away the shame and fear she felt. His touch at her chest brushed whatever concerns she could come up with at the moment and continued to pour through her.
Faster and faster her body kept on grinding down into him until she could feel the desire to release outweighing the want to keep on going. One last thrust was all it took to start emptying her balls into his rear. Thick seed began to fill that tight rear, painting those lovely inner walls in her mark while all of the pressure in her body released through the tip of her cock. Once she finished, she pulled out slowly until her shaft came out with a wet pop. Kurrela brought herself back onto her knees and looked down at the asura who was grinning from ear to ear, his feet coming up to rest at her crotch.
“Looks like since I’m now plump enough I guess you’re fully satisfied?” Ixxen said with a chuckle.
Kurrela snorted and looked down at her cock, grabbing onto one of his ankles gently just to squeeze and feel while replying, “I could keep going...But we should actually start thinking about order business. I feel like hitting a few books or maybe going out and exploring a new ruin.”
Before he could say anything, she dragged him up by the ankle just a bit while bringing her mouth down over his cock. She carefully kept her maw open enough not to brush his sensitive member against her fangs while her tongue curled around it. Kurrela suckled on his shaft, her head bobbing back and forth. Whether it was from the pounding or the surprise, Ixxen didn’t last long and his shaft soon twitched out a climax thick enough to fill her mouth despite his size. When every drop had been swallowed, she brought her mouth away from his cock and dragged her tongue along his thigh and up to his leg all the way before coming off.
Ixxen cleared his throat, “My, seems like you’ve had a little awakening. If you’d like, we could wash up a bit and head out to explore a lost library or two. That way we could read and explore.”
Kurrela snorted, “Sounds good Ixxen.” She then brought her mouth down to his to give him a small peck before purring, “Thank you. I’ll learn everything you have to offer and more.”
Together, they shared a kiss before getting up and washing off in the fountain. When they finished, they got dressed and headed out in search of history. Kurrela felt the concerns and the weight that had been pressing down on her melt away as she found confidence in her choice and new desires presenting themselves to her. There were still little sounds in her mind telling her that she was wrong for one thing or another but they were nothing compared to the voice of her peer and mentor standing walking next to her and gushing about various topics related to what they were about to do. Kurrela could feel change coming and she wasn’t afraid, not one bit.