A relieved sigh escaped Ash as the girls at Eden’s gate returned his bag. The vast majority of his two weeks without Khukri he’d spent sailing alone or walking alongside crowded wagons on well-worn roads. As exciting and interesting as the wider world was, it was a lot lonelier without Khukri’s warm arms and reassuring whispers.
The familiar verdant plants swayed in the spring breeze as Ash marched down the path, casting amused glances at the naked animals meditating in patches of warm sunlight. It was a sharp contrast from the mainlanders he’d met on his march back, who were a bit extreme with their need to cover up. No wonder the monks got seen as a sex cult.
Back home, his mother and sisters probably already planted this year’s crops, right alongside Dad and his chickens. The aibax... well, his father probably handled them too. Despite his gripes about getting old, Ash’s father had a good decade before the aibax truly became too much. Their work would be harder without the tools he stole, but they’d had the winter to prepare. Surely his sisters dug up their stash and swapped it for new equipment by now. They’d probably told their parents Deianira gave him magic too... the tattletales.
With a small smile, Ash shifted his eyes to see the light around him. Those meditating radiated green light, each becoming a shining beacon that selflessly blessed everything it touched. It was fascinating to watch. Dozens of animals, undergoing the long tedious process so one day they could wield the light just like him. Deianira said he’d be as good at magic as anyone could be... So in theory, with enough time, any of them could match him one day.
He let the light fade as he approached his cabin door, eager for the one sight he’d wanted after traveling so long. He wasn’t disappointed.
The moment the door opened, a flying ball of white fur crashed into him. Ash found himself on the ground, staring into rapturous blue eyes as Khukri’s naked body pressed against him. He couldn’t help but laugh, though that was cut short by her lips pressing into his, exploring as deeply and passionately as her extended jaw would allow. His eyes slid shut as his hands roamed around her side and back, reveling in the feel and smell he’d gone so long without.
Warm breath washed over Ash’s face as Khukri leaned back from his lips. “Welcome home, Master! I missed you.”
“I can tell,” Ash said, squeezing her a moment longer. “But maybe we could talk somewhere a bit more private?”
With an apologetic chuckle, Kukri hurried to her feet, half-dragging Ash as he stumbled into the cabin.
“Master?” Khukri asked, clinging to his arm and nuzzling his shoulder. “Why don’t you change while I head to the Petals and warm some water?”
“Where’s Miyoko?” Ash asked, nodding to the cage in the corner, empty, save a pile of straw bedding.
“Huh?” Khukri let go, sweeping around him toward the door. “I’m your Whip, Master, I can handle one girl. Just take an evening to relax.”
“Allright...” Ash said with a small pout. “But I missed you.”
Khukri’s tail thrashed as she took a few steps away. “It won’t be long, Master. You’ve been traveling for days. You could use a nice hot bath, meal, and... anything else you couldn’t get while away...”
The implication brought a grin to his lips.Two weeks trapped inside his own body reminded him exactly how powerful she was. Khukri was a member of an ancient race that once ruled the earth, bred for hunting, and put through a lifetime of trauma to kill monsters. The only reason a girl like that even looked at him was because he funded that lifetime of trauma by buying her, but she did with such loving eyes.
The evening sun slowly fell behind Eden’s walls when Ash locked the cabin door behind him. He hopped on bare feet along the path in an island wrap, dancing from hot stone walkways to grass that pricked him with concealed twigs and pebbles. He’d take the discomfort, unwilling to miss the chance to rid himself of the infernal boots and filthy cloak he’d walked all the way from the capital in. Finally, Ash entered The Petals, immediately drawing the gaze of the white wolf standing beside a bath door.
Before he could speak, Khukri vanished with a playful smirk and a flash of her tail. Warmth flowed through his fur and down his lungs as he trailed after her into the steam. Khukri peeked from the water, making Ash's lips twitch up as warm puddles soaked his weary feet. Ever eager, that one.
“I thought about you a lot, while I was gone,” Ash said, pulling his clothing off to hang up.
Khukri smiled playfully, pulling her lips back to reveal a set of wicked jaws as she rose from the water. “I never stop thinking of you, Master.”
Despite his best efforts, Ash’s eyes drifted past the shining collar to the water streaming off her chest. Ever since Khukri’s shadow left him, the craving to harvest another’s inner light grew weaker. Maybe one day it’d be so weak he wouldn’t even notice, but Khukri’s light would fill that craving before then, wouldn’t it?
A cloud of steam consumed the room as Khukri’s swaying steps splattered hot water over the cool stone floor. She lurched forward, flying at him in a blur of fur and teeth. Ash’s feet swept away and he fell, guided by Khukri to the floor. Droplets echoed off the walls and throughout the room, muddling his yelp as she climbed on his chest.
Together, they slid across the room. Ash, as a lumbering oaf on his back, and Khukri, gracefully straddling him into the pit. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until the feel of stone left his back that he realized their destination. He tried to breathe, but warm water crashed around him, cutting him off from the surface.
Ash flailed, burning lungs urging him to rise, but his limbs were hastily restrained by Khukri. He wriggled in a blind panic, growing weaker until her lips pressed against his, releasing bubbles that tickled his nose. His lips parted, breathing in his wolf’s kisses as she returned him to the surface.
Warm water showered the walls and floors as they burst through. While Ash gasped, Khukri wrapped her legs around his waist, laughing and clinging to his shoulders. After steadying himself, Ash pulled her close, basking in the warmth of her touch. It was a protective embrace, and when he looked into those bright blue eyes, he knew, knew, she loved him.
Ash sighed into her neck, letting the aches and pains of the last week leech from his bones. This. He wouldn’t lose sight of this. Whatever phantoms might come, this girl was happy with him. She wanted him to take her light, and if that ever changed he could deal with it then. The edge of an underwater bench hit the backs of Ash’s knees, and he collapsed onto it with a pleased groan.
Khukri’s legs uncurled, letting her take some of her weight off as she leaned over him with a contented growl. “That’s twice I’ve caught you... You haven’t been practicing.”
“I’ve been… distracted,” Ash chuckled, closing his eyes and reveling in the weight pinning him down.
“Oh?” Khukri teased. “But Isn’t my master’s purpose to become a powerful knight?”
“I... I know. You’re right. We’ll start training again.” He gave her a reassuring squeeze. “I’m sorry. Things with Via got me really worked up, and I’ve been kind of on edge ever since. I mean, we stole Governor Ruari’s boat!” Ash chuckled in disbelief. “I defied the Crown... for books. I think I just needed some time to clear my head.”
“It’s good to have my master back.” Khukri pecked his cheek, then pushed into the water, releasing rippling waves and steam throughout their pool.
It felt strange pursuing the majestic animal gliding away. Even when he knew Khukri’s resistance was feigned, and she was very happy relinquishing her light, it felt... weirdly aggressive to demand sex from the girl protecting him.
The water sloshed as Ash stopped short, allowing her escape while he clung to the bench. “Oh, uh, Khukri? I know you said not to worry about it, but what’s going on with Miyoko? You’ve been treating her well like I asked, right?”
Khukri’s playful expression faded as she settled on the opposite wall. “…Yes, Master. Miyoko is returning from a meeting with Sean. She’ll be back tonight.” Khukri pushed off again, paddling towards him. “Do you need her for something? We didn’t know when you’d get back... or are you worried I’m not being a good Whip?”
A warm wave of water pushed Ash back as Khukri pressed her head up against him. “It’s not that.” he mumbled, running his fingers along her muzzle. “You’ve already got a fire going to heat up the water, and I bought some nice spices and steak. I was thinking I’d cook a special meal and get to know her now that she’s had some time to settle in.”
The bright, bushy tail swept between her legs as she looked him over doubtfully. “But you just got home. Shouldn’t you relax?”
“I’ve been eating plants I grew out of my backpack for two weeks,” Ash insisted. “I’m looking forward to having a full kitchen to work with again. Besides, I wanted to give you some real meat.”
“Oh I’ll bet.” Khukri said with a smirk.
* * *
Faded sunlight leaked in from outside, settling over the dirty pan and dishes strewn about the table. The oven at the side was locked shut and polished clean, a single dish of fried asparagus and mushrooms sitting atop it. Ash sat with his back to the wall, eyes following the dying sunbeam as he considered what he’d do moving forward.
Miyoko walked through the door, rustling from items stored in her baggy black shirt and pants. “Khukri! Sorry I’m late...” She slowed, eyes settling on Ash. “Oh, Ashling, you’re back... I was just getting used to wearing clothes again.”
When the rabbit started pulling her shirt off, Ash grimaced. “Oh! If you want...”
“If you want to pretend you’re not getting off on this, maybe you could look a little less happy?” Miyoko held the lump of black cloth across her stomach in both hands, bouncing on her toes to make her little white tits hop.
“You’re looking healthier,” Ash said, smiling as he took her in. The time he’d been away had done wonders, filling in her ribs and thickening her coat. A few more weeks and her gaunt appearance would vanish altogether, letting the girl’s lean frame and muscled legs shine. “I just... want you to enjoy your time with us. I saved you a meal, you want me to throw it in the oven?”
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Miyoko tossed her clothes into a ball beside the door, playing with her collar and bracelets as she approached. “Oh... If you order it, Master, but Khukri had me pick up these oat bars ARCs use for recovering weight. I really shouldn’t go off plan. Where is she, anyway? That one-eyed monk said she was up here.”
“Conall,” Ash reminded her. “And Khukri’s out searching for you, since you missed dinner.”
A groan slipped from Miyoko as she wandered to the table, tentatively taking the water jug. “Can’t she relax? Things run late sometimes. I can’t just walk out while Sean’s contacting his network.”
“She was worried you might’ve been avoiding me.”
Miyoko gave him a hard look, then swigged something and downed a gulp of water before returning the jug. “I check in with Khukri every night and she’s terrifying. Why would I avoid you?”
“I mean...” Ash sat a bit straighter when she approached. “You were pretty upset the last time we talked...”
“I was having a bad day, Master.” Miyoko sat, black-ringed eyes lowering to his level. “You think your dick was the hardest thing I had to deal with that night? I almost died! But I remember our deal... I got three years.” Her powerful legs extended around him, thumping solidly against the wall and making his back shake. “You got me.”
Why is it so much easier to get along with strangers than the girls I’m responsible for?
Ash pulled her foot from the wall, setting his palm on the wide pad in the middle and threading his fingers between her toes. They were strange, like Khukri’s, but with a huge flat surface for traction... he worked the muscles loose, probing between her paw pads.
A groan left Miyoko as she lay back, feet twitching and trying to push him away. “Ah! Easy...”
“Any news on Lenn?” Ash asked, massaging tension from each pad until he understood the connections between every muscle and bone.
“Lenn? I asked, but nothing yet. If it’s any consolation, Sean finished with your orders. The velkammer plates sold for just under thirty-seven thousand marks, and the custom weapon you ordered is ready to be picked up.”
A slight grin crossed Ash’s face as he set one foot in his lap and took the other. He massaged tension away in half the time, applying extra pressure in areas it wouldn’t hurt. “Thirty-seven thousand marks?”
She nodded, shifting awkwardly and staring down at her feet. “It’s not a great price for velkammer plates, but that’s the tradeoff for offloading the stuff so quickly.”
“No,” Ash clarified. “What are marks?”
Miyoko tried to lean in, but fell back when Ash moved to massaging her calf. “Aren’t you a member of the... Marks are the Othelan Republic’s currency. Uh, if you use a currency broker I think you can get a crown for just under two and a half marks, but I haven’t been to town since the last currency update.”
Her calves and thighs were powerful, stacked atop soft joints to deliver devastating kicks... or jumps. “Okay, so florins, crowns, and marks. It’d be a lot easier if they just picked one and stuck with it. I guess we’ll need a currency broker. I need crowns for my boat storage fees, and florins for Eden. I can’t really use marks for anything.”
“You’re paying Sean to help you avoid executive fees,” Miyoko explained, grunting as he moved from calf to thigh. “When anyone in Sean’s network needs marks, he’ll swap and add money to your account. There’s a payment from him in my pockets.”
Curiosity sparked inside Ash as his exploration led him to her upper thigh. It took the sunset glistening between her thighs before he realized her light wasn’t calling to him... at all. At some point it just... stopped.
Ash gave a final squeeze to her thigh, imagining what he could do with gifts like hers. Two fingers slid into the damp fur, making Miyoko bounce.
“Shit, Ashling! A little warning?” she pouted.
“…Uhm, sorry,” Ash mumbled, parting the slick, warm fur to reveal the soft pink beneath.
Her light pulsed.
The light within Miyoko echoed beneath his fingertips, like tapping a rain barrel after a heavy storm. Ash let out an excited breath as his fingers slid inside her. The friction released light that coiled and snapped around him. It was a chaotic, vast ocean, pressing out in every direction trying to escape its prison. In contrast, the light he’d used to cast Dusk ‘till now was a puddle.
The door creaked as Khukri entered.
Ash’s wet fingers popped from Miyoko with an undignified sucking sound as he jerked back. “Khukri!” Ash said, breath catching in his throat. “I- I was- I was just—”
“Fingering Miyoko?” She smirked, unbuckling her armour. “Don’t worry, I can wait my turn.”
Right… Khukri was the one who wanted another girl in the first place. He could just... harvest Miyoko’s light. He’d already decided to continue casting Dusk, so what did he stand to gain by ignoring what he’d felt?
Miyoko glanced from his engorged length slipping from its sheath and raised an eyebrow, parting her pussy lips to display her dripping entrance. “You done with the medical exam?”
As Ash entered her, the ocean of light flooded into him. Each strand of light wound through his body like threads, weaving a web of understanding at his touch. Each connected to a feeling; an emotion like ‘love, hate, happy or sad’. No…that wasn’t right either. It was more than that. They intertwined into every facet of a person - how hot they were, their heartbeats, the food digesting in their stomach and how they felt about that. Everything had emotion attached, and the more light he drank, the more he felt.
The bunny moaned, pressing her warm body against his. “Mmmm. you’re so big, Master...”
Her breasts rose and fell with each eager pant as they locked eyes. “No...” Ash said, mulling over the new web of feelings. “I’m too big... you’re in pain.”
It didn’t register on Miyoko’s face, but panic shot through her, making Ash tense and flinch for a moment. But... but he understood! Why couldn’t Deianira simply allow everyone to understand each other like this? It was all so simple now. “You don’t need to be afraid, I’ll show you.” Ash cautiously entangled the two webs. Emotions overlapped; his desire to please her painted alongside the rest of the tangle, momentarily visible to the bunny.
For a moment, Miyoko recoiled like a beast witnessing fire for the first time. Then, the fear in her eyes melted, leaving a curious girl watching him from the floor.
Ash slowly pulled out, then focused on her light as he started to fuck. Miyoko’s light was chaos. Before, he wielded his magic like a hammer, adding intense arousal to any pleasure his lover received. It was a crude way to cast Dusk, but it worked. As connected as he was to her vast emotional landscape, there was no way to direct Miyoko’s light as he had his own, but maybe some guidance would help.
Miyoko groaned, submitting to his instruction and bringing order to her own light. Emotions were fickle things. Any song could move a man to tears of joy or boredom, any painting could be considered a masterpiece or trash, but controlling the light inside yourself allowed you to decide. Pleasure was a strong basic stimulus, which made adding arousal to it effective. Luckily, pain was also a strong stimulus.
“You want to see?” Ash said, smiling as he cupped her head in his hands. “Like this.” Her breathy gasp filled the room as he directed light to her eyes. “Can you see me?”
For their eyes, her light coursed through his veins, bathing them in a pink glow. “I see you, Master,” she said, a hint of reverence in her tone.
The room cooled as the fires downstairs petered out, highlighting Miyoko’s warmth as she writhed beneath him. Their hips rocked together, with Miyoko trading his pleasure for her pain as they drove each other closer to the edge. Finally, the powerful legs went limp as she screamed in pain and ecstasy, pussy convulsing around him as she came.
Ash moaned, falling forward for a moment... but she wasn’t satisfied.
The food’s scent faded with the cold, replaced with a smell of musk and sex so thick it was hard to breathe. The quivering bunny beneath him grabbed a fistful of fur on either side of Ash’s chest, then bucked into him with her powerful legs. Slamming his sensitive cock into herself so hard her stomach bulged.
“Stop,” Ash said.
Miyoko met his eyes, narrowing them defiantly and bucking into him again.
“That’s too hard. You’re damaging yourself.” The words were stern, but important. Miyoko didn’t feel the light the way he did. For Miyoko, pain was still pain, but the arousal he had encouraged within her made it easy to overlook. The consequences would still be there the next day.
When Miyoko slammed into him again he stopped directing her light. A small scream escaped her throat as she was plunged into darkness with his cock burrowed into her stomach. Her teeth clenched and her fists formed into balls as she whimpered, trying to crawl away.
“That’s what you’re doing.” Ash grabbed Miyoko’s collar and pulled her tight against him. “You don’t know what you’re doing, and I won’t let you try unless you listen. Understood?”
Miyoko’s irises glowed pink once more, tears peeking from the corners as she met his gaze and nodded. “Yes, I’m sorry, Master.”
Ash resumed his guidance, and relief washed over her face as she remembered to accept the pain once more.
Time was a blur as warm walls clenched around Ash’s cock. Each thrust was met with the rabbit’s hips, eagerly bucking into him as hard as he’d allow. Her screams of ecstasy echoed with each climax, slowing to grunts as her legs wrapped around his back minutes later. It never took long for her to begin grinding against him, trying desperately to cum again. His hands navigated her body; from long ears to breasts, twisting nipples and thumbing her sensitive clit as his slick cock became familiar with her folds. Below them, the fur under Ash’s knees and Miyoko’s back grew wet from her dripping pussy, unheeded by the two in the throes of passion.
When Miyoko’s legs untangled from Ash and her arched back settled once more, Ash reached down, putting two fingers in her mouth and pulling them back bloody. “You need to stop screaming,” he chided.
“B-but... I can’t remember when it cums...” Miyoko reminded him,trembling thighs rubbing together as she barely restrained herself. Her voice was hoarse, but the pain was masked in layers of arousal.
Right... he’d had that problem with Khukri too. Ash’s light swept through every muscle and bone, reminding her body who he was, and that she had to listen. “Okay... I’ll take care of you.”
It took hours, but eventually Miyoko collapsed from exhaustion. Each orgasm had left the rabbit convulsing, her thighs twitching and eyes rolling as her dripping hole clenched around him. Every subsequent one grew that much more painful and intense as her muscles cramped harder in protest. She’d pushed herself as hard as she could just to cum one last time, but his fur slipped from her fingers as she hit the ground, muscles too overtaxed to move.
Still, Ash held himself back, completely reliant on his light to prevent him from going mad with lust. He slid both arms around her and lifted, leaning her against his chest as he resumed fucking. Those powerful legs flopped uselessly to either side, toes curled as the rabbit watched through grateful, sleep-deprived eyes as drool and tears flowed past her twitching lips.
Each time her limp body seized around his cock, Miyoko rose, eyes settling on his just long enough to confirm he’d felt her gratitude.
When the sun rose, Ash sighed, holding the girl’s body in the new light and listening to the birds outside. After edging for the entire night, he’d reached his limit, but he could still feel the fire inside Miyoko. “Look at me.”
Even if Miyoko was too tired to hear, her body understood, moving its eyes to meet his.
“Cum,” Ash ordered.
The rabbit breathlessly seized again, clenching so tight around him she could barely breathe. When her pussy started to loosen he grabbed her collar, pressing his cock as deep into her as it would go. “Don’t stop.”
Every muscle seized around Ash as Miyoko’s mouth opened in a silent scream, drool flowing down her chest and dripping onto her already soaked chest.
The eager rabbit’s writhing muscles disrupted Ash’s focus on the light and the natural sensations returned, overwhelming his sensitive cock in an instant and releasing a night’s worth of cum into the doll only kept conscious through his will.
He still wasn’t enough.
Ash grabbed her head, shuddering with pleasure as he looked into bloodshot eyes that didn’t see. “Why can’t I satisfy you?”
Its lips twitched, understanding only that Ash wanted words, and he was the only thing more important than her pleasure. A flicker of Ash’s approval raced over the bunny, melding into the pleasure of her endless orgasm as she decided to comply. “You’re... terrifying.”
Terrifying? How? Ash had total dominion over her body, and she knew he had no intention of hurting her. Even now, he felt the intense pain radiating from her womb, and stopped things before the damage was permanent.
“...Stop.” The walls around his cock retracted as Miyoko let out a relieved gasp and went limp in his arms once more. Their cum mixed together, gushing out of Miyoko and draining down Ash’s thighs, warming him as it flowed through his fur to the puddle of Miyoko’s juices below.
Ash groaned, head swimming with exhaustion and post-coital bliss.
“Master?” The body whined as Ash pulled out of her.
For a moment he hesitated. It lay in his arms, bloodshot eyes focused pleadingly on him. “Good girl.” Ash said, slowly stroking her ears.
The body shivered and smiled, finally drifting off.