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SEX AND SMUTT AND talk of an abused lover and snuggles and wiggles! Apologies for the delay in release for this chappy! Hope you enjoooy!
Kque whimpers into our neck, lips nibbling gently while hips move and dance with our fingers. She straddles our legs as we grin up at the stars from where we sit in the back of the carriage with her, eyes half lidded as we slowly curl knuckles up and into her. Drawing out a wonderfully deep shiver , one that seems to start at her core and rolls through our lover’s everything.
And… oh how her Amwella sings to us.
Melody this steady happy thing. Calmer than I realized she hadn’t been for weeks and weeks. Stress that came with traveling to these cold lands slowly leaking out of her with every step away from the mountain we can only just barely see through the storm these past few days.
We keep her there for a while. Twist the chorus of her soul’s song to fold backwards into itself at least three times before finally feeling her Amwella stutter and tumble a little. Growing exhausted and desperate for release.
And Kque is so sweet in all the little words she whispers when a lover embraces her. Even while drowning in pleasure, she is devoted to telling us how very much she adores us. Hands digging deep into our mane of curls as words of love and affections melt into the climax we’ve spend… roughly a full day leading her into having.
A slow subtle thing Yrelia nudged us to do for her. Waking this quiet lover with warm nuzzles and warmer meals. Making sure she had steaming water to wash herself with on these cold roads. Then asking to walk with her as the brumply planks in the back of the carriage got uncomfy. Asking questions we never considered but Yrelia and Tasii promised we wouldn’t regret hearing Kque gush over.
Her replied stories were… wonderful.
Finding out about her favorite town along the Path. A small village much like Deledita was. Tucked in the middle of a quiet forest with a soft river rushing through the core. But more important than there where, is the when. Because apparently this village grows these big pretty flowers that only bloom two or three days of the year. But the pollen the Brumble bees and Wibble Wasps spread grows to drench the area in their smell. All the other fruits end up absorbing their scent and flavor. Even bread baked in those days grows so sweet and perfect. Ever since she first went there as a girl with her mothers they all make a point to visit every blossoming days they can.
OH! And her first time seeing the ocean. How the other younger girls traveling with her mothers were so scared, but she took up her best friend from that group and bravely led them all down into the sea. Spent the rest of the day wading into the shallows and collecting the best shells they could. Also making friends with a few crabs and fish they got to feed. Is pretty certain a couple of her moms still keep some of the treasures she found that day.
Other stories too. Some… sad but important. Things whispered well away from all the others.
How she found her Jevy.
She was still young. They both were. How she found her wandering the streets of the Academy during one of their then twice a year visits to renew their endowments from the Doyans. And… how Jevita was only recently marked with the Maktaba. How empty she looked. Sad. Kque bought her a drink and told her a joke that got a smile from the young girl.
But… it disappeared when Kque asked her name. Was told that ‘it doesn’t have a name’, then left.
Didn’t see her again for the rest of that visit. But… made a point to always look for her. Even found her most often. How she spent an entire visit trying to give this nameless girl a word she might like. Eventually stumbling upon ‘Jevy’. An old messy word for ‘a new mother’ when she later was there to see her glow with the newly imprinted baby Lule in her arms.
How she wasn’t able to visit for a few years after meeting Tasii, then Yrelia. Eventually were able to find the coin and tugged them into trudging back into her cold homeland. Traveling all the way to the center to meet and check on this old friend of hers.
And… Finding her. Emptier than ever. No little child bouncing happily at her heels. Angry at the name Kque and her found together. Storming off in a hissing fury.
Kque chasing her through the streets as Jevita completed her errands. And… her old friend eventually breaking down into sobs in an alleyway between everything. From within our lover’s careful hug, telling a messy story that, from Kque could understand, Lule was taken from her. Kept chained from his mother. Used as the only punishment that worked to keep her obedient these days.
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Then her shoving away from Kque’s embrace as she, unknowing till later to be the mistake, caressed the Glyphs on the back of her bare head. Jevita snarling fury and shoving her into the slush and snow. Disappearing into the crowd before she could recover.
And… Jevita finding her again in the dead of night. Covered in burns and soot and barely clothed. Shivering while clutching her not-so-small child close.
Begging Kque to help her.
My lover was a mess by then, but easily and with such a grin talked about how much her Jevy has grown since then. How, despite all their mistakes and stumbles, has woven herself into this amazing girl we all adore. How she wants to see her smile at least once a day for the rest of their lives. So filled with happiness the old conditioning and pain don’t matter so much in those moments.
We agreed with that, and kissed the tears from her eyelids. Pulled her to catch up with the carriage our little sit had let pull from view. Even picked her up to hang off our back for a few paces until we both fell giggling into the snow and slush.
Pulled her into sitting close as we sung our songs of rest and calm around our fire. Weaving little things of request into the melody, just for her. The tune set to match the pace of the fingers we were letting dance happily through her hair. Soon moving to help massage and rub the stress of the road from her back and legs and feet. Slowly pulling clothes away beneath the bed and blankets we decided to share.
Rahdian has grown comfortable sharing a bed and skinship with everyone in our group now. Nothing more yet. But… that’s because of the cold. Once we get to our first town she’s going to ask if Tasii or Kque would possibly want more, to which we told her that she very much would. Grinning at the mental images of our second lover gently pinning Rahdian to a wall or bed like we struggle to do with our smaller body.
But Kque is our focus today.
And after an eternity of loosening her body to feel nothing but warm arousal, she accepts our offer. Very nearly was pleading us to embrace her Amwella.
So now we sit, our lover melting across our legs while her cunt is balanced on our knuckles. Letting out a series of cries we’re very certain any nearby will hear and probably giggle at the familiar sounds.
And then our Amwella is embracing hers. Drinking in a few good sparks of Soulflame while flesh shivers in delight at the cascade exploding from between her legs and core.
The stars continue to turn above while we hold each other. Breath heavy and hearts quieting their loud racing tempo. Song still on our lips but… slowing to quiet tired muses.
“Th– thank you.” Are the first words she manages to whisper anyone but us might understand.
We chuckle while moving to caress fingers toward her back. “You’re very welcome, love. Thank you for gifting us today and these sparks of your soulflame.”
Brumbles roll up and down her flesh, chasing the patterns we weave across her. Everything slowly returning to consider the Waking World around us. Eventually pulls back to push hair from her eyes and fan her face a little. Pretty naked body absolutely drenched with sweat as breasts and chest is exposed to the midnight air.
“Fuck.” She huffs.
“We’d love to.” Is our smirking reply.
Kque giggles and leans forward to press lips to ours. Amwella still dribbly and melty but… almost considering taking us up on the offer. But after a good eternity of lip and even a little tongue dances she pulls back. Reaching for the basin of water our songs made sure to keep warm for the cleaning we both will need.
“Seriously, Ina. Aceso. That was… wow.” She whispers while cleaning herself. “I’ve not ecked this much since… a while. I know you both cheated with a song but I’m glad you did.”
“You needed that.” We reply while watching her work. Find her motions just… so interesting. Not even mostly in a sexy way but in a careful way. Precise despite her still slightly unsteady movements.
“I really did.” She giggles. “All of today, really. Tell Yrelia I said thanks for nudging you both into this all.”
We both can’t help but grin at that. “You overheard her talking to us?”
“No. Just… She’s really good at suggesting all the best ways for us to take care of each other like you both did today. Is why she’s such a wonderful Hetaera.”
Then we move to start cleaning ourselves, even help each other with the places it would be awkward to reach without standing up naked into the cold winds. Pull only a few layers back on as we’re both still… quite overheated. Slump back into a snuggle beneath only a few light blankets.
“Ina… Do you remember what you said? To Tasii?” Kque whispers. “This was like… forever ago. But when you called Delphain and Ophrit’s manor our home, but told her it was because we were all there. Your family.”
“Yes, of course.” I reply. “She… got kinda upset. But in a way I didn’t understand, and still don’t.”
Our lover nods and nuzzles into us. “You should do this for her next, if you both can. And want to.”
Pull her close and kiss the top of her head. “She… You don’t think we might tumble into hurting her. Because we’d both really love to.”
Kque shakes her head. “It’s okay. She’s wanted to explain stuff to you both, especially since Aceso is awake. Would adore the chance to spend the day.”
“We look forward to it.” I agree, then giggle and whisper as our spirit’s will align so perfectly.. “Can… we ask for you do the same for Rahdian?”
“Yes.” Kque replies immediately. “What would you recommend I do for her?”
We think on that for a bit, then find the words. “Offer to teach her things I needed when I first met you. Little things she’s struggling with or unsure of. Make it seem easy and natural. Not just the what but… her. We both struggle to not feel like we’re fake, sometimes. Lying to everyone. You knowing her past but thinking these are things for her too will mean the World and All Her Dreams to us.”
Don’t… really realize the tears till Kque is twisting up to kiss them away from our cheeks. “You are both realer than most people I’ve ever met, love. So vibrant you burn the night sky to weep.”
We hiccup and giggle and can’t help but sweep our Kque into such a hug at her beautifully recited Arudian love poem.
“And those. Please.” We whisper into her neck. “Rahdian asked to learn them and we’ve nearly forgotten. Teach her how to sweep those she adores off their feet with them.”