Sunstruck

Author's Note: This story takes place in the timespan covered by Moonstruck's Intermission.

10-19-2010: I noticed that I'd accidentally uploaded an earlier version of this chapter the first time, so I've switched it to the latest version. There aren't any major changes, mainly just slight edits to the dialogue and a few descriptions here and there.

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Dhiren fondly thought back to his and Nuwa's first kiss a few weeks ago as he lay in the cool water of the river, his shaggy, silver-tipped hair let loose from his ponytail and his clothes neatly folded on the bank. His cock hardened as he remembered the feeling of her body pressed against his. *I wish Nuwa was more comfortable with me, with the idea of us fucking,* he thought wistfully, absentmindedly stroking his cock. He looked down at himself, at his hard, thick length. *Maybe if I can find a way to make her feel good without this being involved just yet...*

Dhiren looked around and listened intently, checking that nobody was around. Satisfied that he was alone, he concentrated his essence on the heart's blood he'd consumed. His flesh rippled and began to reshape itself into the form of Cynis Jesara - but Dhiren stopped the process partway through, forcing elements of his own self back into the form he was taking.

Then the transformation was complete, and Dhiren looked down at herself, flushing and running her hands over her soft, round breasts, then down further to her pussy. "This is so weird," she said, and was surprised to hear it said in a female voice. "Well, at least now I'll be able to figure out how to make Nuwa feel good," Dhiren murmured, squeezing a breast and starting to rub herself experimentally. "Mmmm..."

***

*Dhiren, it's nearly time for the evening meal,* Nuwa sent over the bond. The only answer was a rush of pleasure flowing over the bond, and Nuwa flushed. *Dhiren, please... don't make me come find you while you're doing that...* Still, the only response was pleasure, and Nuwa reluctantly set out to bring Dhiren back to camp.

***

Dhiren moaned as she fingered herself, a few fingers inside her pussy. *This feels so good... Nuwa will love this...* She was so absorbed in her pleasure that she didn't notice Nuwa's attempts to contact her, or the sound of the Dawn Caste moving through the forest toward her.

Nuwa frowned as she got closer, hearing the feminine moans come in time with spikes of pleasure in the bond, and she felt a pang of jealousy at the thought of Dhiren with another woman. Then she found a spot where she could see out onto the river, and Dhiren was nowhere to be seen. Nuwa stopped before stepping out onto the open bank, staring at the woman touching herself in the river. *Who is she? Those are Dhiren's clothes on the bank, but...* Nuwa's eyes caught the flash of silver at the tips of the young woman's long brown hair, and she gasped. "D-Dhiren?" she asked, stepping out into view at last.

Dhiren froze and her head jerked around. "Nuwa?" she asked, blushing bright red. "Why did you come find me?"

"You - you're a girl!" Nuwa said in surprise.

"Uh..." Dhiren hesitated. "I was experimenting. With my shapeshifting. To see what would make you feel good." She blushed again.

Nuwa blushed too, although hers was less noticeable on her dark skin. "I didn't know you could do that."

"I only just figured out how myself," Dhiren said with a grin, and transformed back into his default male form. "There," he smiled, cheeks still red.

"Oh," Nuwa said as she started to smile back, but stopped as her eyes fell on Dhiren's cock. It was long, hard and thick, and wet from the river. She flushed again as she stared. *So that's what was pressing against me...* she thought distantly, and she remembered Dhiren's fantasy, of his cock pushing slowly into her from behind...

She shied away from that line of thought, tempting though it was, and brought her eyes up to Dhiren's face. "Oh," she said again, a bit breathless. "I'll... I'll let you get dressed. They've probably started serving the evening meal by now." She turned away so she wouldn't have to look at his body, wouldn't be so entranced by his cock, while he put his clothes back on, and listened to him climb out of the water and dress himself.

"Done," her bondmate said, and she turned around, smiling.

Clothes hadn't helped. There was still quite a bulge between his legs, and Nuwa found it even more distracting than when he'd been naked, as her mind conjured up images of his cock springing free from his pants, of his bulge pressing against her ass as they lay together at night. She even found herself wondering what it tasted like, and blushed again. "We should head back," she said, still somewhat breathless.

Dhiren nodded and reached for her hand, and she took it, and they walked back together.

***

The evening meal passed uneventfully enough; once they were back among other people Nuwa found it easier to distract herself from thoughts of Dhiren. But once the meal was over, and everyone went their separate ways, she found herself alone with him again. For a time, they busied themselves with their tent, but when there were no more distractions, their eyes met, and they both blushed. Then Dhiren stepped toward her, putting his arms around her; her arms went around his neck and they kissed, quick and gentle at first, then slow and deep.

"Would you like to know what I learned at the river?" Dhiren asked when their lips parted, grinning a little.

Nuwa hesitated. "We can try it a little," she said shyly, her hands idly playing with his ponytail.

The smile on Dhiren's face grew, and he drew her down to cuddle against him before their tentflap, turning her so that her back was to him.

Without even thinking, Nuwa shifted against his body, pressing her back to his torso and her ass to his hardening cock, settling comfortably in that position while she waited for Dhiren to demonstrate what he'd learned.

Dhiren's hands played over her robes, pressing down to feel the supple curves of her body through the fabric. Eventually they settled over her breasts and began to caress and squeeze them.

Nuwa moaned softly and rubbed against him, her nipples stiffening as his fingers played with and massaged her perky breasts through her clothes. Unerringly, his fingers then moved to her nipples and pinched and played with them. "Oh, Dhiren," she moaned, a bit more loudly than before, and she blushed, embarrassed that someone might have heard.

Dhiren grinned and kissed her neck. "I'm glad you like it," he whispered, as one of his hands slid down over her body toward her pussy while the other lingered at her breast. His hand slipped inside her robe and gently came to rest on her panties, his fingertips curling to just barely touch her mound.

Nuwa's legs parted involuntarily as she pressed tighter against him and felt his hard cock pressing back. Her mind flashed back over the sight of Dhiren's naked body, wet from the river, and over his fantasy of a few nights before as he to started to tease her pussy through her wet panties, his fingers running over her folds and lightly circling her clit. "I do like it," she whispered back, turning to kiss him fiercely on the mouth before she could moan again. *Don't stop...*

*I won't,* Dhiren promised over the bond, basking in the pleasure he could feel through their link. Nuwa felt another promise there as well, that no matter how he longed to feel her naked skin on his own, to slide his cock into her tight pussy, he wouldn't press further than she was ready for.

"Dhiren," Nuwa began in a whisper between kisses, grinding back against his hard cock as he pleasured her with his fingers, "I would like to feel your skin on mine too... And I want to make you feel good, too. I just... I don't know what to do, or how to do it, or... or if it's all right for me to do it, after what happened to you..."

Her bondmate's fingers eagerly pulled at her robe, exposing her breasts to the cool evening air for a moment before his hand returned to gently cup and caress them. Down between her legs, her wet panties were pulled aside, and Dhiren's fingers retraced their earlier explorations, running over and between her folds, down one side and up the other, before coming to rest around her clit, which he toyed with, gently rubbing and circling with fingers now slick with her juices. "It's okay," he whispered back. "You're making me feel good right now."

She moaned softly as his deft fingers stroked and teased her, and unable to find the words to say what she felt aloud, let her feelings flow over the bond: *But you are holding back for me... I should learn to do more for you...*

Dhiren kissed her softly. "I would like that," he admitted, "but only if it's what you really want. I love you, and I don't want to push you too fast."

"I love you too," she whispered, and kissed him back.