Lemon Warning: The scenes depicted here are based on facts (about male anatomy), but are also slightly exaggerated. Doing everything Nel does all at once could potentionally cause a sensory overload in real people that could lead to coma for some. Do not try without extra research.
Chapter 14
Intimate Play
After a rather rough start, the group managed to continue on their journey. At first they were disheartened to find yet another dead end when the main path they had been following ended. They were forced to backtrack some and were lucky to have noticed a cave behind a waterfall.
“Huh? I thought you guys scouted the area? How did you miss this?” Cliff wondered as he turned to face the Glyphian and the Aquarian. Nel struggled to keep a calm demeanor as Albel only grunted and remained silent in reply. She was the one who was going to have to make up another excuse.
“I guess we didn’t see it since it was getting pretty dark by the time we came back through here… not to mention we had to fight that dragon so we were fairly distracted.”
“Makes sense,” Maria agreed, pulling the Klausian’s attention away from them, “We didn’t notice it either until we came back from the other side.”
And with that, they entered the cavern to start exploring. From the moment they had to rely on the light of a torch to see, a strange game started between Albel and Nel. Almost after every battle, Albel would try to brush against Nel or discreetly touch her if she should ever fall behind the others. She knew he was trying to make good on his promise earlier this morning by frustrating and exciting her, but she didn’t think it was the time or the place.
In the darkness of the cave, anything could attack at any moment. And there was the fact that they were in the middle of a mission. They couldn’t afford to get too distracted. But even with those thoughts, it didn’t stop Nel from returning the favor. Initially, she started tormenting him in hopes it would give him a taste of his own medicine and make him stop, but it only fueled the growing passion between them.
Every now and then, she would deliberately fall behind to the point where she was walking side by side with the Wicked One. She would then catch him off guard with a grin of her own and trail her fingers suggestively up his spine or along the slit of his sarong before rushing ahead to join with the others. At one point, her teasing made him grab at her and press her against the wall in a risky move that could’ve alerted the others. She reveled in his growing frustration by easily breaking away before he could steal a kiss from her.
She soon realized that she was going a little too far when after one battle he almost violently pushed against her and growled near her ear, “Woman, I’m about close to claiming you in front of the maggots.”
She blushed at that, but then smirked behind her scarf at the sudden power she was getting from it. Even though Albel’s moves were harmless gestures meant to annoy her, she was deliberately going further to arouse him. She couldn’t help it. The pout he would give her after denying him the chance to touch or kiss her was actually rather cute and she was enjoying seeing his apathetic demeanor crumble.
Dare she admit that she was actually having…fun?
It wasn’t until they came across some kind of dragon relief when she decided that their play had to stop. Just as everyone started examining the out of place structure, she was quickly reminded how Albel could easily turn things into his favor. He yanked her back by her scarf so that she was out of sight to the others and forced her to stand beside him. Then with his usual wicked grin he upped the ante in their little game.
His human hand was splayed across the curve of her hip and his rough fingers edged under her tunic, heading gradually to her underwear. Nel’s eyes widened as she glanced fearfully at her companions. All they needed was to turn around and they would be caught. She tried to stop him by grabbing his wrist, but he ended up capturing both of her hands gently in his claw before he weakened her sense of control with his husky growl.
“This is what happens when you play with fire, lover,” he whispered in her ear as he let his nose nuzzle in her hair. “Go ahead. Make a sound. If I hear so much as a whimper from you, I’m dragging you off into the darkness to make you scream.”
She believed him. Nel bit down on her lip to hold in any noise as she felt his feather light touches on the crotch of her underwear. This was bold and too risky. She tried shaking her head to get him off and gave him a pleading look to stop what he was doing, but he was adamant about getting his revenge. Albel kept his senses up in case the maggots grew bored with trying to decipher that dragon relief. He knew he could back away quickly before they could see what he was doing to his woman.
He knew he really should have been paying attention to what the others were doing, or at least guard the area in case of an attack, but he was too sexually frustrated to care. He was delighted to know that Nel was capable of being naughty when she wanted to be, but he had no intention of letting her win so easily. If she was going to arouse him beyond all reason, then he was going to do the same unto her.
Albel leaned down some to gently bite down on the outer shell of her ear before he traced it with the tip of his tongue. He enjoyed feeling her shiver in his arms and decided to go a step further. The maggots were really stumped with the dragon relief and seemed to have forgotten about their surroundings. Albel was somewhat grateful for their loafing around this one time since it gave him more time to tease her. Once again he privately hated the blasted scarf of hers for getting in the way as he tried to kiss her neck, but he
loved hearing the breath catch in her throat as she desperately tried not to make a sound.
He had to hold in a moan himself when he started to smell her arousal from where he stood. She was so responsive to him… He smirked to himself as he pressed harder against her covered nether regions. His woman really liked it when he was forceful and he was more than happy to fulfill her darkest fantasies. But soon an interruption came in the form of a low growl from behind. A dragon was attempting to sneak up on them. Had Albel not been so distracted, he probably would’ve sensed it a lot sooner. Nel also tensed in his arms as she picked up the presence of the creature.
Albel pushed the spy away from him just as the beast decided to move. Nel had her daggers out by the time she recovered and the others finally noticed what was going on behind them (even
Adray was too distracted to notice sooner because he was thinking too hard). Since they were getting used to fighting dragons and it was only one grounded dragon against six above average warriors, the battle didn’t take very long. No one figured out happened between Albel and Nel when it was over and they quickly went back to the subject at hand.
Fayt sighed as he glanced back at the relief. “I guess there’s no point in staying here. Maybe we’ll find another one with writing or something.”
And with that, the party headed back the way they came and sought for the next tunnel that Maria hadn’t marked. Nel stayed behind with Albel, waiting for the others to leave first before slowly following them. He sensed that she had something to say and didn’t mind walking at the slow pace until the others were far enough away to where they couldn’t hear their whispering.
“That was a little close. Do you think we can put this little…‘game’ of ours on hold? We should be focusing on getting to the Marquis right now.”
Albel shrugged and kept his eyes trained on the path before them, “Fine. Just stop trying to tempt me.”
Nel scoffed and crossed her arms. It was like he was blaming her for the entire thing. He was the one who started it! “I won’t tempt you as long as you keep your hands to yourself and stop flirting with me between battles.”
“Then stop swinging your hips and staring at me when you think I’m not looking. In fact, stop jumping so high in battle. I can see up your-”
“Now you’re being difficult,” she cut him off with a glare as he grinned widely. “I’m not doing all of that on purpose, so exhibit some self-control. Stare at Adray if you can’t restrain yourself.”
Almost immediately he blanched at the thought of the old man before he muttered distastefully, “That will work…”
She let out a slight chuckle before she picked up the pace to catch up with the others. Since he was willing to quit, it wasn’t really a big win for her, but it was a victory nonetheless.
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They spent quite some time in the cave before they found the exit. Try as they might, they couldn’t find another dragon relief or any other clues that could be related to it. Fayt was forced to give up on the thought that the relief had anything to do with finding the Marquis. It was mid afternoon by the time they walked out. Fayt encouraged everyone to walk a little further even though everyone wanted a short break.
After passing an old workshop, the party discovered a path that split off into two different directions. Cliff scratched the back of his head tiredly before he announced, “I got a hunch one of these lead nowhere and the other leads to where we need to go- the only question is which one is it?”
“Why can’t your hunch tell us which one?” Fayt inquired innocently, not really intending to pick on the man. The Klausian took offense to it anyway.
“Hey! I never claimed to be able to see the future. I just have a super sense is all.”
“And sometimes it pays off,” Maria agreed, trying to calm the man, “There’s no telling how long each road is. I think we should set up camp early and let someone scout ahead on one of the paths. At least that way, if it happens to be the wrong way, we would know where to go tomorrow. It’s better than taking chances and wasting more time getting back to the fork to set up camp much later.”
“Sounds good.” Fayt nodded before he glanced at everyone, “So who should scout ahead and who should stay behind and set up camp?”
“Probably best if we let Nel and Albel go again. At least they can sneak around and avoid too many encounters with dragons,” the blue haired girl suggested before she cast an apologetic glance to the spy, “That is- if you guys don’t mind going.”
“I don’t mind as long as someone takes care of preparing the food for tonight,” Nel said before Albel muttered, “It’s fine by me, worm.”
The spy didn’t think he would be adverse to the idea of heading off with her alone again- she also didn’t mind it either. She was starting to get used to his presence enough to tolerate him by her side in battle and he wasn’t that bad of a person after getting to know him for the past two (or so) days. Clair would taunt her to no end for getting so comfortable with a Glyphian…
“I think I’ll go with you guys,” Fayt offered before they could leave. “Since you might be traveling pretty far away, it’s better to have a third person with you just in case you run into anything dangerous.”
“I’d rather not have a clumsy fool who can literally run into dragons without even trying come with us,” Albel protested almost quickly.
“I won’t get in the way. I promise,” the boy insisted with a slight blush. Nel couldn’t tell if the redness was due to embarrassment or his crush. She wasn’t even sure what Fayt was trying to accomplish. He seemed to figure out that Albel had no interest in him so he had been going out of his way to get the man’s attention and prove himself in battle. Even more alarming was the fact that he was starting to side with Albel more often and agreeing to things he would normally be against. The spy only hoped that either Fayt would get over his crush soon or realize that being someone he wasn’t wouldn’t get him what he desired.
Albel didn’t want to listen. The Wicked One probably had plans to tend to his arm while out and he didn’t want the boy to witness that. But Nel knew that if they didn’t take him along, he would probably end up following anyway.
“Actually, he’s right. You should take another person with you. If not Fayt, then I’m sure Adray would be happy to come with you,” Maria suggested while trying to hide a small grin. It was like Adray had become a form of punishment lately. No one really disliked the older man- it was just that there were plenty of problems that came up that they couldn’t rely on him for. The aged runologist was strictly a fighter (and an advisor in the ‘art’ of drinking cider) and nothing else.
Personally, the Wicked One didn’t really mind the old man. The problem was merely the fact that he had something else he wanted to do without anyone finding out what. Nel sighed before she made the decision for boy. Albel could tend his arm later at night. Scouting was more important at the moment. Plus, she needed to help Fayt realize his role in the group.
“Fayt,” she began as she walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. She ignored Albel’s spike in anger for the action. “You’re the leader so if you want to come, we can’t stop you.”
It was true. For some reason or another, Fayt had become their leader and had been making rather big decisions lately. It was ironic that he was in charge of a group where each member was either the current leader of or formally in charge of an organization. Nel wasn’t sure what made her willingly follow Fayt, but she didn’t mind it. He was a good kid and he had a common goal with everyone.
The blue haired boy nodded with a smile and added in a more confident tone, “Okay then. I’m going with you.”
Albel growled under his breath over the development, but decided against protesting. Even though Nel said that she didn’t love the boy, he didn’t like seeing her touch him or be kind to him. It would only make Fayt grow fond of
his woman. He trusted Nel, but he wasn’t so sure about the boy. He
had to go with them to make sure the blue haired fool didn’t try anything on his mate.
The trio decided to take the right fork. In his eagerness to please Albel, Fayt chose to walk behind and let Nel take the lead so that he wouldn’t ‘get in the way’. There were several more dragons packed in the area to where they couldn’t avoid all battles. It was a little harder to face them with just three members, but they managed well enough. If Albel was ever injured or used too much energy, the boy would be by his side instantly with medical supplies or a berry to help him. It annoyed Albel to no end and he constantly found himself pushing the boy away.
Nel was amused by how Fayt was making Albel nervous. It
was rather sad to see the Wicked One react so negatively to someone who was being genuinely kind to him. He seemed to be like that with everyone- save for her. But she figured that he trusted her more because she didn’t go out of her way to treat him any differently. …Or maybe it was because he knew her more, thanks to his stalking her during the war.
“Take it, you’re hurt,” Fayt insisted as he held out a blueberry to the dark warrior. Albel had received a nasty cut to his right arm when trying to divert the dragon’s attention away from Nel so she could cast her spell.
“Mind your own business…” he muttered as he shoved his hand away yet again, “If I’m going to receive aid, then it should be by runology. It’s more effective than what you’re offering.”
Nel was actually a little flattered (and a bit stunned) to hear that. The last thing a Glyphian would ever acknowledge was the usefulness of Aquarian runology. Not only that- he was implying that he wanted her help. Up until then, he had been dissuading her assistance when it came to battles.
“Are you saying you want me to heal you? That’s a new one,” she muttered before walking over to him. He probably only wanted her to heal him so that Fayt would back off. Since the wound was larger than most she had treated, it was taking longer. Nel blinked when Albel lowered his mouth to her ear the moment Fayt turned away from them and started walking away slightly.
“That fool is up to something…” he whispered with a sneer.
“Fayt?” she intoned before she risked a glance at the blue haired boy, “Why do you think that?”
“He’s being far too nice to me. The only reason one would do that is if they wanted to lower my guard and attack me.”
It took all of Nel’s will power not to stop what she was doing to just stare incredulously at him. He honestly believed that Fayt wanted to hurt him? It was painfully obvious that the boy really liked him. How could he not see that? But the spy was already beginning to suspect that the Wicked One had some serious trust issues with others (though she was still trying to understand why he believed
she was safe to trust).
“He’s nice to everyone- it’s not just you,” she told him in a soft tone so Fayt wouldn’t notice something amiss.
Albel shook his head. “No, he goes out of his way for me. …Probably wants me out of the way so he could have you for himself. He seems to be fond of you- always blushing in your presence.”
This time Nel had to struggle not to laugh. The corners of her mouth nearly jerked up, but she maintained her stoic face before the man she was healing. So Albel
was able to tell that some of Fayt’s mannerisms were signs of a crush- he just couldn’t tell who they were really directed at. First he thought she loved Fayt and now he’s worried about the boy having feelings for her? He really
was possessive. She was tempted to tell him what Fayt
really thought of him, but decided against it. Albel was a smart man. He would figure it out eventually.
Until then, she would much rather watch him squirm in the boy’s presence.
It was at that moment Fayt started heading back towards them. He quickly noticed Albel staring at him and was quick to smile back at him with a blush. This made the Wicked One scowl and sharply face Nel as she finished up her spell. The spy swiftly turned away and adjusted her scarf so that he couldn’t see her smile. There was something about his paranoia that she found cute…
They reached the end of the trail with some hope as they found a cave waiting for them behind another waterfall. But as they took a look inside, they only found a cold-water spring. There were no tunnels or any indication of other paths to take. It was yet another dead end. Fayt was somewhat disappointed, but was overall glad that they found out then instead of tomorrow.
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By the time they reached the camp again, it was already sunset. Fayt informed everyone what he, Nel, and Albel found and announced that they would all try the left fork tomorrow and hope for the best. With that, there was nothing left to do but go to sleep early and get up first thing in the morning.
But try as she might, Nel couldn’t relax. She found herself tossing and turning for the better part of an hour. She still had too much energy left, but didn’t know of any way to get rid of it. After a while, she turned to her side and found Albel in her line of sight. He made sure to settle himself as close to her as possible without making the others suspicious.
She found that he was still awake and that his eyes were focused somewhere on her. It took her a moment to figure out that he was watching her hand. She had it placed gently on her hip when she couldn’t decide where else to rest it. Curious, she moved her hand up some and watched his eyes as they followed her movements. He was so completely entranced that he didn’t know that she was aware of him.
Nel decided to mess with him for her own amusement by slowly trailing her hand up and lifting some of her tunic to expose part of her underwear. He licked his dry lips as her hand continued to trail up her stomach sensually and flattened over her breast for a brief moment. When her hand reached her chin, his eyes widened a little when he realized that she was indeed awake and could only watch as she smirked and blew a mocking kiss at him. She then turned over and presented her back.
She half expected him to do something in retaliation, but she only heard a sigh and nothing more. Some part of her was a little disappointed in that. She could’ve used a distraction- anything to release the pent up energy so she could go to sleep. But it was probably for the best that he didn’t act. They had to be serious about the mission, even when resting for the night.
The spy tried to close her eyes again and only managed to have a restless sleep for at least an hour before she sensed some movement in her environment. When she opened her eyes, she noticed Albel leaving the camp by himself. She figured that he was finally going off to check on his arm and dismissed it. But soon she found herself sitting up in her bedding and wondered if she should go after him.
Albel could wander off past the boundary of the force field and could get attacked while dressing his arm. Nel glanced around to see everyone was sound asleep. No one should notice her missing so long as she didn’t make a sound. Using careful steps, she managed to sneak out of the campsite and trailed after him. She caught sight of him in the moonlight as he turned a corner and figured that was heading up the path they had explored earlier.
Nel picked up her pace while maintaining her silence. She was hoping to catch up with him so he would know she was there, but after a bit of walking, she realized that she couldn’t see him anywhere. There was only one path and not many places to hide. Sooner or later, they would have to cross paths. She decided that he must've been heading for the spring at the end of the trail.
By the time she reached the area, she called out his name to see if he was there. She had to keep her voice down, lest she awaken any sleeping dragons in the vicinity. When she didn’t hear a reply, she summoned a firebolt and walked in. Albel was nowhere to be found. Nel cancelled her spell and pondered the mystery. She knew she saw him come this way and he didn’t pass her. So where could he have gone? Perhaps he didn’t want to see her and hid from her… but that didn’t seem like something he would do.
It wasn’t long before the spy noticed that there was a hole in the top of the cave that allowed the moonlight to filter in. The silver rays hit the spring water to the point where the entire cave was bathed in a gentle blue glow. Entranced, Nel walked over to the sparkling waters and knelt down at the edge. With a sigh, she scooped up some water in her hands (noting how frigid it was) before she splashed some on her face to clean off any dirt that may have caked on during the day.
When she was done, she used her scarf to dry off. But soon she paused in her actions when she noticed a reflection in the small trickle of water that cascaded down into the spring. There was a familiar silhouette standing in the entrance and she knew it had to be Albel. Maybe he
did hide from her to dress his arm and sought after her when he was done.
Nel glanced back to face him, only to find that no one was there. But before she could question her sanity, she felt his presence beside her and held in her surprised gasp as he suddenly inquired, “Planning to take a bath, woman?”
It was like Albel and Adray both had an aptitude for blinding speed. It must've been a family trait. Nel considered his question and was about to deny it until an idea came to her head. The last thing she wanted to do was clean up in that bitter cold water, but there was something else she could do that might take care of the pent up energy.
She turned to look him in the eye and shrugged. “Maybe. Do you want to watch?”
He raised an eyebrow over her offer. It wasn’t often an attractive woman would give a man permission to openly watch her bathe. Considering how resistant she was to their union, he was a little curious as to what she was up to. How much was she going to willingly contribute to their relationship despite not being sure of her feelings for him?
He gave her a grin before he stood and settled himself against a wall so that he could watch her comfortably. He figured she was only going to tease him again and nothing more. That was fine with him- not only would he get to see her curvy body exposed to him, he intended to pounce and claim her when she was done. There was no reason to restrain him self now that the other maggots were still asleep back at the camp. And- the thought of taking her while fresh, wet, and clean was beyond arousing for him. Little did he know that she had no intention of bathing…
Nel kept her back to him as she started removing her clothes. She went at a slow, but not
too slow, pace as she removed every article of clothing she had on. Soon all that was left on was her panties, leggings, and boots. She had no real experience in seducing men and wasn’t really sure if she was exciting the man behind her. All she had to go by was the stories she overheard from her subordinates.
Taking the advice of one particular story, she partially spread her legs before she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her underwear. She was careful to keep her balance as she gradually pulled them down over her leggings and bent over as far as she could before she let them drop to the ground. She could hear his pleased growl and risked glancing at him from between her legs. His eyes were hidden in the shadows of his hair, but she was sure they were trained on her backside.
She found herself smirking before she crouched down and sat on the cool stone beneath her so she could remove her leggings.
“You know,” she began as she started to unlace her boots, “whatever rumors you might have heard about the women in the Aquarian army are true. We know a lot about a man’s body and all areas that cause pleasure.”
She glanced back at him over her shoulder with a dry chuckle, “What was that idiotic saying you Glyphians had about us? ‘Once you had a taste of Aquarian, there’s no going back’? That’s what they’re referring to.”
Albel considered it and wasn’t sure what to make of that. He was under the impression she was a virgin when he first claimed her. Had she been with another? Then again, with women in control of that kingdom, they were probably more liberal with their ‘teachings’. He wouldn’t discredit the
other rumor that women practiced on each other in that kingdom… but where would she obtain the knowledge for handling men?
“I
was a virgin before you came along,” she reassured him when she remembered his possessive nature, “But I have learned things by word of mouth. Most of what I know is only theory and I’ll probably have to experiment on you to see if they’re true. Still…I bet I
can make you scream tonight.”
“That a challenge?” he intoned with a smirk.
“A promise,” she corrected him before she shifted to where she was on all fours and facing him. “…Or are you afraid to let a woman take charge?”
“Heh, it would be a sweltering day in Airyglyph before I’d be afraid of
you. Go ahead and try it, woman. I’d like to see if you could back up your words.”
It
sounded like he didn’t believe her, but she had a feeling that he was trying to egg her on so that she wouldn’t back down. To be honest, Nel couldn’t believe that she was willing to try anything sexual with him. Had the hostage situation at the training facility never happened, she probably wouldn’t have spared him a glance and simply avoided him under the assumption that he was some sad and pathetic man who had to fight to prove his existence.
But now that she experienced the gratification of sex and learned there was more to him than a mindless killer, she was curious to try out those theories. He was a willing participant and he knew better than to confuse her actions for love. People had sex for other reasons and she was no different. She didn’t
have to accept him as her husband to lust for him. She couldn’t deny that Albel was handsome- and he was the only one to get her attention, so what was wrong with wanting to take advantage of the situation?
Nel slowly crawled over to him. It wasn’t that long of a distance, but she felt it was taking forever as her heart started pounding. The closer she got to him, the more her bravado started to fade. But she started something that she was determined to finish and steeled herself to reach out and touch his ankle once she was close enough. She allowed her fingers to ‘walk’ up his leg and teasingly tickle the exposed flesh of his thigh.
Albel couldn’t help but grin down at her as she reached the belt of his sarong. He could see her hesitate, but he knew she wouldn’t back down. Even if she happened to mess up because she didn’t know what she was doing, he was going to stay silent. He wanted her to have the confidence to try again later and get better. He couldn’t stop the excitement he felt over the fact that she was experimenting for the first time with him
willingly.
Nel licked her lips as she glanced down at where her hands were. The fingers of one hand were shyly traveling under his sarong while the other rested on his other thigh for balance. She soon felt the band of his loincloth under his belt. She swallowed nervously before she lowered her head and pressed her lips just above his groin where the red leather tied his belt in place. Albel nearly jumped at the sudden contact, not expecting her to be so bold that rapidly, before he made a noise to encourage her to continue.
Her heart was pounding so loudly in her ears that she almost didn’t hear his thrilled moan. Feeling a bit more courageous, she opened her mouth and touched her tongue to his skin before she trailed it up to his lower belly. When she reached his navel, she fastened her mouth over the area and suckled gently to distract him from her other action.
Both her hands were under his sarong, her fingers were tucked under the band of his loincloth. She waited to hear any protests before she started pulling the underwear down. Albel lifted his hips some to help her remove them. She only pulled them down to just below his knees, wanting them to stay on for the most part. She wasn’t sure why, but she wanted him to keep most of his clothes on for this. In some strange way, she felt like she was the one in power despite the fact that she was completely exposed. Maybe she felt that way because it was up to her to decide if he wore clothes or not.
His sarong was still covering him, but now his growing erection was free to make itself known as it started to bulge slightly against the material. With her first task done, she kissed his belly again and worked her way up to his chest. She straddled his thighs before her hands pushed his shirt up to expose his nipples. Albel was about to move again to assist her in taking off the article of clothing, but she stopped him with a shake of her head.
“Don’t move,” she ordered curtly before leaning in to briefly kiss his pectorals. “I want it to stay on.”
She was stunned when she felt him shudder beneath her. She glanced up long enough to see that his smirk was still in place, but his breathing was starting to quicken. She could feel his heart beating faster against her lips. Albel was really enjoying what she was doing to him.
Feeling braver, Nel tasted his skin before trailing her tongue to one of his nipples. She swirled around the areola before she engulfed the entire area with her mouth. Albel let out hiss of pleasure and dug the talons of his claw in the ground next to him to resist the urge to touch her. She was starting to enjoy his reactions as she switched to the other side. From what she heard and understood, men’s nipples weren’t as sensitive as a woman’s, but it was just as arousing for them to watch a girl give them that kind of attention. Since she wasn’t a man, she couldn’t verify it for herself, but it seemed something about it was true given how much he liked it.
She let go of his shirt when she decided to move on and gently trailed her lips to his chin. Some part of her wanted to kiss his neck, but his metal collar was in the way and she wasn’t sure how to take it off. She could’ve asked him to remove it for her, but was embarrassed to ask. Instead, she finally made her way to his mouth and kissed him deeply. He was more than eager to participate and dueled her for dominance.
As they kissed, Nel’s hands were on the move again, this time heading down to his belt and untying the red leather strap. The only piece of clothing she wanted off was his sarong. It was going to be in the way for her next experiment. She fumbled a little while her lips were locked with his, but she eventually managed to get his belt off and sat up slightly so she could move the purple cloth off him.
She pulled away when she was done so she could examine him. He was getting hard, but not close to ready yet. Nel considered that a good thing. What she was about to try next was something she learned from Clair’s second in command and there was no guarantee that she would get it right the first time. It was best to try it before the man was fully hard, otherwise she would risk tiring Albel out before she could get some enjoyment from him.
Nel spread his thighs and settled herself in his lap. His loincloth managed to fall and wrap around his ankles, allowing him to get into the position he needed to be in. Nel wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and applied gentle pressure there, knowing that part of the area responded to pressure only. Anything above that to the tip responded to friction. So with her other hand, she made a ring with her forefinger and thumb and carefully rubbed up and down between the head and her other hand.
Albel let out a loud moan as his head flew back against the wall behind him. He never felt anything like it. The other women he had before either stroked him timidly with one hand or used their mouths. But he soon found that it wasn’t all when he caught a glimpse of her tongue darting out to taste the head of his member. A sweet mixture of pain and heated bliss shot through his loins at the light touch.
But soon his eyes rolled to the back of his head when she opened her mouth and took in the tip. A cry escaped his mouth before he could stop himself and his body tensed as he desperately tried not to thrust against her. He felt his teeth clench as he wondered why she wasn’t taking more of himself inside, but he soon dismissed the thought as her hot little tongue started tracing the ridge between his shaft and head, causing even more sensations to shoot through his body.
“…
Nel…” he started growling as his body surrendered to her surprisingly skilled hands. He spent many a night (and a few hours in the day) dreaming of what it would be like to have her mouth on his manhood, but what she was doing went far beyond what he would ever imagine.
Nel soon continued on to her next step by releasing the base of his penis and slid back more to fondle his testicles. The hand that was previously stroking him soon took over with applying pressure to the shaft as the other softly rubbed the skin that protected his ‘boys’. This earned her another delighted groan followed by a hiss that sounded like a long, drawn out ‘yes’.
Next, while her tongue was still occupied on his tip, she trailed her fingers to the back of his scrotum and sought out the skin that rested behind it. She could feel him jump at the sudden contact and knew he was feeling a new wave of bliss from it. This was as far as she was going. She knew there was another area that gave even more pleasure, but she wasn’t comfortable going the extra distance to reach it. Instead, she opted for hitting it indirectly by curling her fingers and pressing her knuckle up against the skin.
Albel growled her name again as his hips jerked slightly. It was then she began to finish him off by stroking him again, this time applying different levels of pressure with each pass. Her knuckles remained behind his scrotum to occasionally press up into his prostate at varying intervals while her tongue began to concentrate on a certain area on the underside of his shaft, just below the head. She would flicker over the area a few times before rubbing the flat of her tongue against the head.
Before Albel knew it, all the muscles in his body contracted before an explosion of sensations overrode his mind and he lost control of his body. He howled her name into the air above him as his hands slammed painfully into the ground so he could move his hips and instinctually ride out the pleasure. Nel smirked as she released him from her mouth and let him thrust into her hand. She was relieved that not only she had done it right, but that she also kept her promise in making him cry out. Now she was finally grateful for all of those heated sex stories she had to sit through in the past.
When Albel’s mind returned to him, there were two things he noted. One was the fact that he was still painfully hard in her grasp and the other was the fact that he hadn’t released. He had just gone through the best orgasm in his life and yet his seed was still waiting to be freed. How was that possible?
“Wh-what did you do to me, woman?” he wondered between breaths as he recovered.
Nel didn’t answer immediately. First she positioned herself over his still hard dick and sank down on it. Everything she had done to him and all of the growls he made had excited her to the point where she was ready for him. They both shivered from the sensation before she finally decided to explain.
“You didn’t know? There’s a difference between an orgasm and a release. You could feel an orgasm several times before you actually cum, but it depends on your ability to hold it in and my skill in arousing you. I’m glad that it worked. No offense, but I didn’t want to swallow your seed. I’ve heard enough horror stories about the taste that made it sound rather unappealing.”
Albel grunted in amusement. “And what would you have done if I had released? Would you have let me come all over you?”
Nel considered it before she gave him a half lidded look and whispered in his ear, “Why else do you think I took off my clothes?”
The image of her covered in his essence brought on a painful throb to his loins that reminded him that he was still extremely aroused. He quickly placed his hand and claw on her hips, taking extra care not to cut her with his metal appendage.
“Damn you, Nel. If you don’t move soon, I’m taking over,” he warned with a feral look as he helped her lift up on his shaft and sink back down. She managed a half smile before taking charge of riding him.
Her breasts began bouncing with each thrust and soon had his undivided attention. Had he not been so desperate for release, he would’ve taken time to better appreciate her soft orbs. Instead, he glanced over to her shoulder where the bridal rune was. He frowned when he noticed that some of the rune was covered. It happened to be the same shoulder where she was hit by enemy weapons. With a snarl, he leaned forward to capture the wrappings in his teeth to pull them off.
Nel slowed down a little to watch as her wound was uncovered. It was looking a lot better and was starting to harden into a scar. It wouldn’t be long before she wouldn’t need to cover it up anymore. Albel was still upset to see the damage on her skin. The line was very close to the rune and could’ve permanently ruined it. But even if it had damaged the rune, it wouldn’t have changed anything. She would still be connected to him by the ancient power of his ancestors.
He was cut off from his thoughts when he heard a frustrated grunt from Nel. Even though she was moving at a comfortable pace, she was unable to position herself just right to feel the full effects of their love making. He smirked as an idea came to him.
“Turn around,” he ordered, gaining a confused look from her.
“Huh?”
He pulled out of her long enough to guide her to face away from him and straddle him backwards. He then unhooked one of his ankles out from his loincloth so that he could adjust his legs to fold in under his thighs and gave him a little extra height to better access her. Albel paused only once when he realized that his claw managed to leave little bleeding pricks on her back and leaned down to lick up her blood. Nel shivered at the feeling of his tongue before she cried out when he reentered her from below.
She was still on top, but he now had better leverage to thrust up into her. His good hand came up to push her down a little more so that her head was level with her bottom. He pounded into her brutally once he found that certain spot that had her screaming out his name passionately.
It was soon Nel’s turn to feel her body tighten as a wave of heat followed by pure bliss radiated through every nerve. He faltered some as he felt her clench around him. Her cum began to flow out, giving him extra lubricant so he could speed up. But before he could allow himself to finish, he had to flip her over one more time so that she was on her back. He wanted to see her face expressing ecstasy one more time before he allowed himself to let go.
She was already sensitive from her first orgasm, so it wasn’t hard to get her to come again when he played with her nether regions while moving within her. His eyes darted over her flushed features and her delectable mouth as his name escaped from her lips. It was more than enough to make him lose control once again and succumb to the pleasure as he buried himself as far into her as possible. This time, he felt a release accompany his orgasm and reveled in the fact that it was coating her womb.
The only thing that was going through his mind was how Nel was his and it was only
his seed that would be inside her. Even though she would most likely take a contraceptive later, nothing was going to change the fact that he was inside her and that he was going to be the
only male to be that intimately close with her.
Albel managed to pull Nel and himself back up to a reclining position on the wall. She was situated between his legs while her head rested on his chest. They cuddled in silence as they waited for their breaths to calm and for their heartbeats to slow. After a while, he began to chuckle quietly before it gradually turned to one of his manic cackles.
“What is it?” Nel inquired, wondering what he found funny.
His claw carefully ran through his bangs before he replied, “I can’t believe it! The maggots in the army were right for once! There
is no ‘going back’. If I hadn’t marked you already, I would’ve done so now.”
Nel blushed, feeling very flattered by his words. Even though it was her first time pleasuring a man, she was both relieved and happy to know that she was good at it. Though, considering how conservative Glyphians were, she doubted that the women in his kingdom were very open about sex. Albel was probably used to women who would just lay back and let him do what he wanted to them.
“Mine…” he rumbled quietly before he pressed his lips against her forehead affectionately.
Nel only managed to smile a little before she closed her eyes and snuggled against him. Who knew he was capable of being affectionate? She was probably the only one to witness it, but it was still nice to be held after their activities. She felt relaxed, sated, and even happy. And also, for some strange reason, she felt safe. There she was, in the arms of her former enemy and completely nude. She didn’t feel the need to cover herself, nor was she worried that a monster or a dragon could come and attack them while they were vulnerable.
But she soon realized that they couldn’t stay there all night. They had to return to camp before someone noticed them both missing. With a light sigh, she raised her head to glance up at him and found that he was already dozing off. The fact that he had a smile on his face made her pause. She had never seen him appear so happy before…
“Don’t go to sleep. We need to head back,” she warned him before she started to sit up. She thought she heard a groan of disappointment from him, but decided she must’ve imagined it. He didn’t protest too much about getting up and helping her clean up and get dressed.
When they were both presentable again, they headed back to camp together. Albel kept his arm around her for the entire trip. They separated once they reached the glow of the campfire and it was a good thing they did. Cliff stirred from his sleep and sat up when he sensed them approach. It seemed he was back to his light sleeping cycle.
“Huh? Oh it’s just you…” he mumbled before the fact that both Nel and Albel were returning together clicked in his mind, “…Wait a minute… Why were the two of you wandering out of camp…alone…together…at night?”
A grin came to the Klausian’s face as he came to the end of his thought process. Nel rolled her eyes and tried to act like the blonde was crazy.
“Whatever perversions you have in your head, you might as well get rid of. You kicked Albel again and I was trying to convince him to come back,” she lied smoothly as she walked over to her bedding and settled down. Albel’s scowl returned to his face as he, too, headed over to his designated sleeping spot.
Cliff’s grin faded as her words registered. He then took on an apologetic look before he faced the Wicked One. “I did it again? Sorry ‘bout that. Don’t sleep so close to me next time.”
“Feh, next time you do it, I’ll chop off your leg, worm,” he snapped with a glare. Cliff just rolled his eyes at the threat before he went back to sleep.
Once she was certain the Klausian was asleep, Nel sat up again and searched through her belongings for the bag that contained the contraceptives. She made sure to drink a vial before sleeping so that she wouldn’t risk forgetting in the morning. Albel watched her with a possessive smirk and a darkened look in his eyes. She couldn’t stop the blush when she noticed. The look he gave her was a clear message that promised that they would have another night like this one. And for once she couldn’t wait for that.
She wasn’t sure if she was subconsciously accepting her fate as his mate or if she was simply enjoying the benefits of an intimate relationship with him, but everything felt like it was falling into place. She couldn’t remember a time she genuinely felt happy.
When Nel laid her head down to sleep, she slumbered with a peaceful expression on her face for the first time in five years. And Albel didn’t have a nightmare that night.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter and the fact that Nel is finally stepping up in the relationship. I know it seems like all of my lemons start off the same, but it's really based on the characteristics of the two partners. In most cases, the male is interested and has to convince the female to participate. Eventually I build up to a point where the girl gets braver and tries out things on the guy. This just happens to be the first time I got to that point in fanfiction. Thanks to my original novel, I've gained the patience and drive to start a story and finish it.
So what do you guys think of the lemon scene? Don't forget to rate or leave a review please! See ya next week!
