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"I wasn't going to be the one to say it first." Astarion said, "But there's definitely something there." |
From the brush, a large, muscular elf broke the treeline. "What are we all talking about?" Halsin said loudly, a large bucket of water in his hands. "It is uncommon to be conversing when there is work still yet to be done." |
The trio immediately shushed him in a flurry, Karlach slapping her hand over Halsin's mouth for good measure. "Do you know what rev'na means?" Wyll said quietly, conspiritorially. |
"I had assumed it a term of endearment. Loved one, perhaps. Does it not?" Halsin whispered back, confused. He turned to the direction everyone else was looking in. |
"Do you really think the gith would have a word for love?" Astarion drawled, watching the strange display. "The only other times we've heard a gith say rev'na, is with their wolves. Like in the last fight." |
Halsin took a moment to process that, realization dawning. "You don't mean... Not that I don't approve, of course. To each their own. And I certainly partake in similar things from time to time-" |
"Maybe we should ask Gale. He's well read." Karlach interrupted loudly, cheeks burning almost as hot as her engine. |
Wyll was glad for it, breathing a sigh of relief from learning too much about Halsin. "A good idea as any", He said. |
The four of them nonchalantly walked over to Gale and Jaheira arguing over seasoning for a potential stew. |
"Absolutely not. I am not making a chicken stew, we do not have the garlic for that!" Gale swung his spoon around dramatically. "Ah, Halsin. Thank you for the water, we can start-" |
"Never mind that," Wyll hushed. "There is a far more important matter at hand." |
Gale and Jaheira turned with genuine worry, setting the ingredients down with a serious energy. Wyll bit is his lip, suddenly unsure now that he had both their attentions. |
"You're smart," Karlach said with zero tack. "Do you know what rev'na means?" |
"Not for certain, no." Gale replies slowly, thumbing along his chin. "I had thought it meant "loved one', yet the closest related word I can think of is revrykal, servant or slave, depending on context. I am not sure how gith'yanki culture would relate those two subjects, but I am not all too surprised. Why?" |
Wyll blanched, head in his hands. "We are meddling where we should not." He ground out. |
"It's hardly our fault. If they wished it to be quiet they would not do it so brazenly!" Astarion hissed, motioning at Shadowheart and Lae'zel. |
"Not that I mind." Halsin said with a small grin. |
"Oh them?" Jaheira said with a laugh, "Do not tell me you are only now realizing the uh... nature of their relationship?" |
"What?" Gale said, confused. "I don't understand." |
Jaheira sighed, "Just focus on the soup, dear." Gale grumbled about it clearly going to be a stew, but did as he was told. |
"That more or less settles that." Karlach laughed, "The two are just some kinky bastards!" |
Wyll groaned, returning to the fire, grumbling to himself. Astarion could just barely make out the growing shade of red on Lae'zels cheeks, and the especially smug look on Shadowheart, who was making direct eye contact with Astarion. They were more than aware of what had transpired. |
"Kinky bastards indeed." |
Shame pooled hot and low in Lae'zel, coiling with a familiar tension. Despite the group's obvious efforts to keep their conversation somewhat private, Lae'zel's ears were finely attuned. She could hear the crunch of a branch a hundred meters away. Did they truly think she could not hear them giggle and gossip like scho... |
Shadowheart's hand traced the edge of Lae'zel's jaw, urging the gith to look up at her. Shadowheart was seated on a log, watching Lae'zel's focus drift with an affectionate gaze, like she was looking at an adorably distracted pet. "It excites you, doesn't it?" She said, her fingertips grazing over the swell of Lae'zel'... |
The gith fought to keep her body still and her mind focused, even as Shadowheart parted her lips gently. "It is beyond shameful to demand I perform these acts in daylight." She mumbled, hands gripping the straps of Shadowheart's armor. |
Shadowheart laughed. "Is that so. And you like that?" She forced the opening of Lae'zel's mouth wider, her thumb delving into Lae'zel's open mouth. She watched intently as Lae'zel's accommodated it without question, tongue held firmly against her thumb. "Answer me, rev'na." |
Lae'zel's pride demanded that she drag the half-elf down to her knees. No gith'yanki would tolerate an istik demanding servitude of them, certainly not one as accomplished as her. Yet her core burned hot at the thought of dismissing that notion. "... Yesh." She hissed around the intrusion, thumb pinned to the floor of... |
"And why is that?" Shadowheart continued, loosening the pressure on Lae'zel's tongue. |
In this state, honesty came easy to Lae'zel, flowing like water from her mouth. "Because they will see me on my knees and they may grasp the depths of your strength. They will see that it could fill the void of the astral plane and still spill over. They will know I have surrendered every part of myself to one far grea... |
Shadowheart drank in the sight of Lae'zel, submissive and obedient under her command and declaring her praises. Few people knew or could guess that Lae'zel had a penchant for waxing poetic when declaring her love. Not that Lae'zel would admit that she was a romantic. She believed they were simply immutable facts. |
Even fewer people knew that that turned Shadowheart on like nothing else. |
"Finish taking this off. I will have my way with you tonight." Shadowheart said breathlessly. She withdrew her thumb, wiping it on the side of Lae'zel's face and leaving a trail of saliva in it's wake. |
Obediently, Lae'zel moved to undo the final few straps and clasps with a newfound urgency. Her hands pulled along the thin leather that separated her from Shadowheart's skin, gaining leverage to undo the two buckles keeping the breastplate in place. The buckles released, the sound of scraping leather filling the air. N... |
Shadowheart's hand graced Lae'zel's shoulders, all at once admiring and demeaning as the gith worked. Lae'zel set the breastplate on the ground, wanting so desperately to remove the half-elf of the remaining gambeson. It was a brilliantly red, woolen under-armor. Lae'zel disliked it immensely, right now. Both because o... |
The buttons of the gambeson were carefully undone, the thick, heady smell of combat and Shadowheart was released. It was no secret that Lae'zel adored the scent of a warrior after battle. She breathed it in deeply as Shadowheart shrugged off the gambeson, revealing a simple cloth shirt stained with her sweat. Lae'zel s... |
Lae'zel took the hint. Refocused, she reached around Shadowheart's shins, undoing the knots that held the shinguards in place. Shadowheart's hand lazily carded through Lae'zels hair as she worked. When the last knot was freed, Shadowheart canted her legs to allow her to pull the armored boot off and set it to the side ... |
Shadowheart watching hungrily, Lae'zel too focused on her task to notice Shadowheart's growing impatience. |
When Lae'zel turned back towards Shadowheart, she was grabbed be her chin and pulled upward to her feet. Eye's wide, Lae'zel stared tentatively. Shadowheart looked ravenous as she jerked the gith around by her shoulder so that her back was facing the tent. Still gripping Lae'zel by her shoulder, she forced the gith to... |
"Sit and remove your armor. Do not remove your undergarments." Shadowheart commanded as they entered, releasing Lae'zel. |
The armor was shed gracelessly, the githyanki metal clanging harshly on the earth. She would have been reprimanded in her creche for disgracing her armor like this, but that hardly mattered in the face of Shadowheart's predatory eyes. |
Shadowheart moved over to the chest in the room, retrieving the familiar collar and muzzle. With it, she also brought out the strap-on, setting it down behind Lae'zel. |
"You've become such a good girl," Shadowheart commented idly, as if it was small talk. They fell into their positions naturally, Lae'zel on her knees before a standing Shadowheart. She tightened the collar around Lae'zel's neck, saying, "You would do anything I ask of you, wouldn't you? So obedient." The words brought ... |
Lae'zel didn't need to answer that. They both knew she would do anything Shadowheart asked. |
The muzzle was next. Shadowheart leaned over with an exaggerated motion, positioning her chest directly in front of Lae'zel's eyes as she tightened the straps. Lae'zel held her breath as she gazed along the curves of the half-elf's breast. |
Suddenly, Lae'zel's neck was gripped fiercely, forcing eye contact with Shadowheart's hard, punishing eyes. |
"Do not let your eyes wander, mutt." |
That feeling. One that Lae'zel had never let herself feel before meeting Shadowheart. It burned hot in her body. She could hardly breathe with how it constricted her, bound her to the half-elf. It was something she was taught to loathe, to fight to the death over. It was beat into the marrow of her bones that shame was... |
"How could my eyes not wander? Your will is indomitable. Against mortal or god alike, you stand tall and undefeated. I will never lay my eyes upon a finer sight than your enemy's blood mixing with your sweat and dirt." The blood had dried since the battle but she chased the streams of it down Shadowheart's collar, conv... |
Lae'zel's head was jerked back up to meet Shadowheart's scalding gaze. "What did I just say, pet?" |
"To not let my eyes wander." Lae'zel muttered. |
"Are you truly so misbehaved? Can you not follow an order?" Shadowheart seethed with a fury that rivaled gith'yanki quartermasters. |
"I can." Lae'zel bit out with desperation. |
"Then you will do so." |
The muzzle was clicked into place with a sound of finality. Shadowheart stood, leaving Lae'zel kneeling on the ground. She began to remove her top, the fabric growing loose are her breasts. She held Lae'zel's gaze fiercely, daring her to avert her gaze. Painfully, obediently, Lae'zel maintained the eye contact as direc... |
But then Shadowheart turned around. |
Unsure where to look, Lae'zel's eyes simply followed the back of the half-elfs head. Shadowheart leaned forward, bringing her bottom backwards. With no where else to focus, her force of will caved. Lae'zel's eye drifted towards the half-elf's curves. The sharrite's tights clung tightly to her form as Shadowheart dragge... |
"You're staring, aren't you?" Shadowheart said cheekily, the tights finally hitting the ground. |
Lae'zel was not one to lie. "I am. You have given me no other option-" |
"Are you implying it's my fault?" Shadowheart turned to face Lae'zel. |
Lae'zel swallowed thickly. Long had she adored Shadowheart's figure. Her body was elegant in it's curves. Lae'zel had not seen such beauty before crash landing in Faerûn, gith'yanki bodies were thin and wiry; delectable in its own right, she supposed. But it did not compare. Desire flooded her body at the sight before ... |
"No, it is my fault alone" |
The look she received told her that was not enough, imploring more from her. |
"... My queen." She amended, the word forced from her throat, even as that delectable feeling of shame lit up inside her. |
"Good rev'na." Shadowheart husked, sending a fresh wave of wetness to Lae'zel's core. She stepped forward, positioning Lae'zel's head before her clothed cunt. "Service me; and you may not use your hands." |
Lae'zel dove forward, catching Shadowheart's panties in her mouth and dragging them downward with her teeth. Her nose grazed along soft skin, prickling against Shadowheart's bush and breathing in her musky scent. Lae'zel found all of Shadowheart's scents divine, but the scent of her wetness was like nothing else. |
"Pathetic", Shadowheart whispered affectionately. |
Sh made no move to aid Lae'zel until the fabric lay loose at her ankles, stepping and flicking them elsewhere. |
With Shadowheart's lips freed, Lae'zel took her time. Her tongue dragged reverently along the folds, lavishing them with attention. She traced along the lips teasingly with the tip of her tongue, just shy of the pressure she knew would make Shadowheart writhe. |
Without urgency, Shadowheart's hand wrapped itself into Lae'zel's hair possessively. Desire hit Lae'zel's core like a hot stone and she lapped up Shadowheart's wetness hungrily. She bobbed her head with an intensified urgency, bringing the full flat of her tongue along the whole of Shadowheart's cunt. The hand in her h... |
When Shadowheart bucked her hips for more, Lae'zel moved to circle the half-elf's clit with pointed pressure. "Stay there." Shadowheart commanded. She fisted Lae'zels hair and ground herself on Lae'zel's tongue, spilling wetness onto her tongue. The gith groaned, turned on by being used in such a way. She savored the t... |
"Fuck, you're so good." Shadowheart said, increasing her speed and putting more weight on Lae'zel's face. She held firm, eyes watching Shadowheart on her flicking tongue. |
Shadowheart pulled Lae'zel's head away before she came, heaving breaths and dripping with Lae'zel's spit. Confused, Lae'zel could only stare questioningly at Shadowheart who held her head away. |
"Grab my strap." She said, still out of breath. "And spread yourself for me." |
Eyes widened in recognition, Lae'zel's throat suddenly dry as she nodded in affirmation. It was a rare occasion that Shadowheart put on the strap. |
Lae'zel intended to savor every last moment of it. |
The toy still lay where Shadowheart had placed it. The black leather straps barely obscuring the brutal length of it. She grabbed it from the floor, handing it to Shadowheart who turned away to don it. |
When Shadowheart turned back to Lae'zel, the gith was face first into the bedroll, ass up, panties slid to the side, and with two fingers spreading her cunt open for her queen. "So obedient for me." Shadowheart said breathlessly. "So desperate." Lae'zel nearly flinched as Shadowheart brought her hips flush with Lae'zel... |
Lae'zel groaned low, hips stuttering backwards for the delicious friction along her slit. The heat from Shadowheart's skin made her flush mad with lust as she rubbed herself against the toy. |
The half-elf grinned wickedly down at Lae'zel's prostrated form, bringing her fingers to caress her clit. She growled, "I want the entire camp to hear you tonight, rev'na. Do not hold back your noises." |
Lae'zel did not whimper, because she does not whimper. But a breath escaped her at the command. She nodded in unspoken agreement. Still, Shadowheart's other hand held Lae'zel's hips, keeping her pleasure at bay. |
"And I want you to beg for it." |
A shiver ran down Lae'zel's spine. Shadowheart had told her beg in the past. Lae'zel knew that she longed for it. But she had yet to actually bring herself to beg. |
"You are already mine, Lae'zel. Did you not say you would surrender every part of yourself?" Desperation welled in Lae'zel's throat. Would it truly be so bad to beg? It was hardly any worse than what she'd done so far. |
Shadowheart let Lae'zel quiver in silence, the only sound was the sound of her hand moving along Lae'zel. Her hand cupped the gith's backside, roaming and grasping at her skin. Lae'zel felt like she was going to burst, tension coiling in her core, Shadowheart still refusing to speak any further. Fingers dipped low int... |
Lae'zel's resolve broke when Shadowheart's fingers begin to withdrew . |
"I have never wanted anything more." She rushed out, gasping, hips chasing Shadowheart's fingers. "Break me apart on your superior form. Please, take your pleasure from me. I have nothing more to give." |
Shadowheart plunged two fingers deep inside, Lae'zel groaning at the sudden fullness. Her fingers glided easily, Lae'zel embarrassingly wet. Not that Shadowheart minded. She sawed her digits fiercely into Lae'zel. "Was that so hard?". She punctuated the statement with a harsh thrust, forcing Lae'zel to grab the bedroll... |
With a curl of her fingers, more sounds are drawn from the gith bucking against her fingers. Lae'zel moaned wantonly and loudly, unrestrained in showing Shadowheart and anyone else nearby that she was being broken apart. |
Lae'zel came like that, around Shadowheart's fingers, legs wobbly and moaning low. |
Gently, Shadowheart began to remove her fingers, but Lae'zel's lips continued to grip her, greedy for more. She chuckled to herself, firmly extracting them from Lae'zel's pulsing heat. The gith's breath hitched once more. Shadowheart's other hand trailed along the curve of the gith's ass reassuringly, admiring the taut... |
A shudder ran through Lae'zels body. Still slumped forward onto the bedroll, she looked over her shoulder to Shadowheart, desire still in her eyes. "I... I can give more." She breathed. |
"Beg for it, then." Shadowheart said curtly. |
Lae'zel swallows, cunt throbbing and continuing to drip down her thighs. "I... I want more. Please, my queen." |
"That's more like it." Shadowheart said warmly, as if she had not just been cold and cruel. Her fingers dip into Lae'zel, gathering slick for her hardness. Lae'zel shivers at the sudden sensation, disappointed when they are removed. |
Then the head of Shadowheart's cock is pressing against her entrance, and Lae'zel forgets everything. Her cunt is slowly speared open, sliding in effortlessly and dragging along her sensitive walls. It was everything that Lae'zel had wanted. She felt impossibly full as Shadowheart bottoms out, hips flush once more. |
Shadowheart's hands grip at Lae'zel's hips and soon she is thrusting into Lae'zel, bringing Lae'zels snapping back to meet her. She is brutally efficient with her pace, not giving Lae'zel a moment to breath. |
The sound of their connecting bodies echoed through the air. Shadowheart breathing heavy, eyes watching Lae'zel's back contort and arch backwards. Lae'zel moaning, thighs trembling with need. |
Lae'zel's body rocked in time with Shadowheart, taking everything the half-elf was willing to give her. Claws tear at the bedroll, too focused on the pleasure being pounded into her to notice. Racked with pleasure, she could only lay there, drooling into the bedroll. |
Shadowheart groans at the sight of the gith'yanki warrior, well and truly ruined underneath her touch. "Who do you belong to?" |
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