Ancient Tome ... Closed for KattDclaw

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“Shut Up! Get over here and sit down!” The thunder clap that expelled from the old, maple staff upon hitting the stone floor blasted me off my feet. I landed on my ass a few feet away from where I was standing mocking the old, senile wizard. Well, at least I thought he was senile anyway. Slightly rolling to my side, I reached down and rubbed my butt bone as it went into a mode of painful throbs. “Was that necessary!” my anger surfacing, then regretting as the old man’s eyes turned towards me. His lips muttering for another lesson teaching blast. Before I knew it my ass was searing hot forcing me to jump up and move about to cool it down. “Okay, Okay!” I muttered angrily.

Fanning my ass with one hand, and rubbing it with the other was a sight to be seen. Truly a mentor to student aftermath effect of pissing off a mentoring wizard. His raised brow and quizzical glare was asking me if I had enough and was ready to sit my ass down and pay attention to him. Giving my ass a few more maturing rubs. I moved over to the stool and looked into his eyes. “One day! One day you know it will happen.” I spoke as my ass was sliding onto the stool top. “Yes, but not this day.” his creaking voice informed me.

Glaring at him, I remained silent, my ass couldn’t take any more blasting lessons. I shifted my weight from side to side upon the stool trying to find which way hurt the less. This was my sixth time here this week learning to translate this ancient writing. I still didn’t understand why the hell should I learn to translate it if it is ancient and not being used currently. I didn’t ask this question for that was what got my ass ripped with a freezing spell yesterday. Damn! That hurt like hell. So I just sat there rolling my eyes till I looked over at him, and he was muttering once more. “OKAY!” I dropped my gaze down to the parchment and began to translate the words.

That was a year ago, my mind remembering those days for I was now looking at a parchment that had that very same ancient writing to it. It spoke of a tome called Dertimis Vonkar it was a book that held some powerful magic spells that hasn’t been seen since the war of the gods. It was rumored that these spells was what locked the demons of the abyss into their planes of existence and I wanted this book, unfortunately I wasn’t the only one. I knew of at least seven mages of the first circle has seen this parchment before I had someone steal it. That nearly broke me, but it was worth it, at least I thought so for now I’m being followed, chastised, threatened, and several other attempts that I cant even give them a proper name for the type of attempts they were. It was time to get some help.

I learned through numbers exchanging of coinage to numerous number of tavern keepers, merchants, guards, bar maidens and wenches that I was to speak to a human Barbarian named Mae Van Duran. The only problem was finding her, she was always moving about for the precious commodity to mankind, the gold coin. After two months of spending my coinage, I was able to get her location, it was in the free city of Grayhawk. A tavern called the silver wolf was her place of residency when she was visiting the city. I was only two days away from my very first quest completion.

It was nightfall when I entered through the gates. I wish I could’ve meet the person whom called this the free city! It took my very last platinum to just walk through the damn gate! Well, it was only a gold piece when I first got here, but after a few bad choices of words, and a few not so nice cantrips my price was rather high. I slumbered away from the guards for once again my mouth costing me. Their laughter seemed to chastise me for a few blocks before fading out by the other sounds of the city.

I was thankful that the tavern was on the main street and only a few blocks away from the main gate. I was tired and short on coinage. I hope it didn’t cost me anything to find this Mae. For if it did I was done before I even started. Upon reaching the door, I paused took a deep breath. My mind going over the details of what this Mae looked like. I reached into my pocket and pulled the only ruby I had to pay her with. I was told it was worth thirty gold but knowing my luck I was probably conned on this one as I was on the other gems I used to pay people with.

Brushing the traveling dust off my cloak, pushing some strands of hair out of my eyes, I entered the tavern. The atmosphere was one of common nature for a place of business like this, however, there was one thing that was different. There was a bunch of people crowed around this table. There was a rather large man sitting at this table, his arm bent in an upright position and centered in the middle of this table and on the other side was Mae, the one that I have been looking for months now. I slowly moved over to the table to watch what was going on.
 
The Silver Wolf Tavern was one of the few places Mae Van Duran called home. In the confines of The Free City of Grayhawk it was the only place she'd spend her hard earned coin on meat and mead, least she knew she wasn't getting watered down piss or worse. It was a lively sort of place, as most taverns of this service level were, especially during the night. Then there was a great fire roaring in the hearth and the beer was flowing freely, the din of a dozen conversations in several different languages mingled together in a cacophony of humanity. It was the kind of place Mae felt comfortable at and one that welcomed someone of her rambunctious nature. Mae Van Duran was a mercenary by trade and a barbarian by experience. While she might not look the part, her accouterments and demeanor spoke otherwise.

Mae was a tall woman, standing at five foot eleven inches, her frame was athletic and lean, the musculature of that impressive physique hardened from a life of constant strife and battle. Her body was a honed weapon in and of itself, while her face was something else altogether. She had a regal appearance, high cheek bones, a sharp jawline and smooth skin, sun kissed a lovely tan; her features were more akin to one of noble birth, not a blood thirsty barbarian that sat at the table this very moment. Her hair was a bright and shocking red, cropped short and windswept, falling about her ears and tickling at her chin and jawline when she moved. Her eyes were the purest of jade, bright and alive with an infectious energy, or simmering rage, depending on her mood of course. Right now the look on her beautiful visage was one of determination, her jaw was set and her red brow furrowed intently. Her right arm was outstretched before her, bent with the elbow placed firmly against the table that separated her from the burly man on the opposite side. She flexed her hand briefly before clasping it together with his own, the briefest of smirks drifting across her full lips.

“Ready?” One of the patrons standing by asked, the eager look shared with all who gathered. The man nodded stoutly and Mae gave a snort of acknowledgement, her nostrils flaring sharply. The patron grinned and lifted his hand, hesitated for just a moment before he swept it down in a chopping motion and shouted.

“Go!” He bellowed as the crowd burst into fits of cheering. Mae's arm tensed sharply just as the man's before her. The muscles strained, cording and rippling up her forearm and bicep. She had an impressive thew, especially for a body that was devastatingly alluring, that strength did not detract from her feminine qualities one bit.

The two strained against one another for several moments, neither one gaining an inch even as they grunted and huffed. Slowly but sure Mae's arm was drawn outward, being pushed back by the bulging bicep of her adversary. The crowd exploded with hoots and hollers, laughter that ran in Mae's ears sharply. She didn't hear it, not one bit, she was accustomed to focusing in the heat of the moment, being aware of her surroundings but not distracted by them. Her brow furrowed further and Mae let out a hoarse grunt as she redoubled her efforts, a vein rising in her gracefully arched neck. She grit her teeth, pushed back and managed to halt his advances. That was enough to give the man pause, if only briefly, though Mae wasn't about to let up. With a sudden burst of rage that bubbled up from her gut, Mae let out a another grunt and surged her arm forth, shoving the man's back into the neutral position and a few more inches back. By then the man had caught himself, the strain causing his face to flush a bright red. He was grunting and groaning by this time, working up quite a froth. The struggle was great yet it wasn't strength that would win the day but endurance. Mae felt a resurgence of energy as she focused on that all too familiar anger and kept pressing on, over and over. She gained the inches slowly but surely, before with a roar she violently shoved his arm back and flat against the table. The back of his hand connected with a loud thud, the man himself almost fell from his table by the sudden and violent maneuver.

The crowd fell silent for the briefest of moments, if one had dropped a pin they could have heard it as clearly as a bell. Mae released the man's hand and took a moment to inhale sharply, only to lurch up from her chair and throw her fist into the air triumphantly.

Then came the noise, a great rush of cheers and jeers that seemed to make the ground shake. Mae joined in, a boisterous laughter that shook her proud shoulders. The simple dark brown jerkin lined with gray wolf fur shifted and strained against her ample bosom as she gave another pump of both fists into the air. Her attire was low key, that simple jerk along with a pair of leather breeches and thigh high leather boots. The only other accessories she wore was a leather choker set with a emerald at her throat, embossed by lurid flames. A pair of thick leather bracers finished off the attire, simple, practical but not without style.

“Now to take yer licks like a man. This rounds on me. Bring it on sugar tits!” Mae gestured towards the barmaid as she laughed. “The top shelf stuff this time! I worked up a thirst. C'mon now. Who's next?” She asked with no small amount of confidence. One hand swept through her mane, pushing back the crimson locks from her face. It was then she caught the look of someone who was particularly staring at her. Those emerald orbs turned towards the girl with only a small hint of interest. The adrenaline was still pumping through her veins when she turned and raised her voice once more.

“You need somethin'? Or just enjoying the show?” She asked sharply, a cocksure grin drifting out over her features readily.
 
I stood amidst the crowd of patrons, watching the action with somewhat of an interest, rather more interest in watching Mae. A few strands of my black wiry hair harassed the tender curve of my left check, with a quick brush away with my fingertips, I resumed my focus upon the woman whom seemed to be holding her own quite well in a rather strange test of strength, witch to my brown orbs was a little lopsided for a woman tangling with a man just seemed ridicules, however, the grunts and straining that Mea was doing it was hard to tell if she was a female or a male at first glance, until you focused upon her form, which seemed to captivate my glare.

I move forward wanting to see more, more of what was yet to be determined, sliding between small gaps of Patron’s arms, shoulders, asses, sagging tits, and then, even under a table as I sought out my position close to the action, close to Mae. I wanted to see if the clamor of her was one of truth, or a very telltale to use as a means of robbing me of my coinage. My orbs narrowed when the battle of gender turned bleak for my reputable cohort, however, remaining true to the praise of others, she found the means of reprieve to herself. I felt the pull of my facial muscles as a smile formed, I nodded with glee as the patrons hooted and whistled their approval of her astounding culmination.

I Cheered with the rest of the crowd while my eyes focused upon the fist rising beauty, her ampleness carved their mark upon the restraining jerkin she wore. I bit my lip as I felt myself warming up to the victorious moments that she was displaying for all to watch . The appealing facial features of hers were those of angelic proportions. I had to pull my gaze away for fear of showing physical arousal to the woman. I found myself amused by her choice of vulgar male dialect with the barmaids.

Mae’s request for the good stuff brought my gaze up and over to the barmaids as they followed the request given too them. Watching them move through the crowd to the table where Mae claimed her victory. Brought my orbs back upon the fiery haired beauty, I had to swallow the lump that was forming in my throat, for this woman was driving me crazy. I dropped my orbs but not in time to the avoid Mae’s keen sight. When she rose her voice above the mummers, cheers of the patrons, she addressed me openly with all to turn their gaze upon the one she addressed. I felt my checks burning as I nodded to her. “Both!” I shish responded, wishing I had the ability to turn invisible instantly.

“May we speak privately?” I was able to muster out after a few moments of silence. My gaze rising up for the wanting of, and desiring to see her face and form once more. I swallowed hard as I gazed into those remarkable emerald eyes of hers. My knees feeling weak as I faltered to her beauty. I waited patiently for her rejection or acceptance to my request.
 
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The answer she received wasn't what she was expecting, but neither did it take Mae off guard. Instead, she seemed throughly interested. Those sleek crimson brows gave a curious arc and she tilted her head a few degrees to the right, slowly taking in the other woman. She was certainly an interesting looking one, both parts demure and yet in control. Mae found the combination certainly curious, enough that it held her interest beyond the simple jest she had made. Yet after that intriguing answer, nothing came after. Mae was left standing looking at the girl, the expectant look growing more and more as the moments passed. A barwench wandered by with a tray of mugs though, to which Mae snatched up two and held them before herself. She gave a shove and a nudge to those in front of her, clearing a path to the woman at a steady pace. While she moved she lifted one mug and tilted her head back, downing the contents with a lusty sigh, followed it up with a thunderous belch and then proceeded to finish the second mug. Obviously she wasn't offering the young girl a drink, she'd have to fend for herself. Finally though, she began to speak, another curious remark, a request for privacy of all things. That made Mae smile, a mirth-filled smirk that brought out a deep chuckle from her gut.

“Privately, eh? Not much of that here. 'Cept maybe in the back...or my room,” Mae let the last part slip past her lips with the most sultry of purrs. Yes, she could be crude and rude, as she displayed just moments ago, but the lust of life was strong within this fiery haired warrior. She saw the curious glimmer in the others eyes. Mae wasn't above taking a stranger to her bedchambers, especially after winning another round to a bloated ape such as her previous opponent. It was there, at least Mae thought she saw it. Of course, she was well into her cups by then, though far from inebriated enough to be slurring her words or stumbling about. Just enough to get a good, honest buzzing in her skull.

“Yer not really my type though. So I might have to charge,” She added, her proud shoulders rolling as she laughed again. That smirk remained upon her lips, wide and lopsided and oh so alluring. It fit her face well, bringing out a certain charm and magnetism, or at least amplifying it. She didn't wait for a response, there wasn't a need for it really. It was obvious despite Mae's initial reaction that she had some kind of interest in the girl, since the same could be said the other way around. So without much affair she tilted her head to the side, gesturing towards the stairs that lead up to the next story and the small but comfortable rooms for rent. Mae had already claimed one, the same one she always took when she returned to the Freecity. Once more she didn't wait for a response, instead she turned and made her way through the crowd, doing a good amount of shoving and pushing to get through them. Mae might have been able to lose herself in the crowd if it hadn't been for that bright shock of crimson hair. Eventually she found her way to the stairs and ascended the at a brisk pace. The door to the room wasn't far off, Mae fetched a key from her pouch and had the door unlocked before she even took a glance over her shoulder to see if the girl was following. She knew she would.
 
My mind still swirled about questioning my very motives of wanting this … rather unique individual. Surly her rambunctious antics would bring greater harm to my quest than what would occur if I was alone, but then again, the necessary skill set for this quest was out of my league but not this Mae according to her constituents, but now even that skill set of this one becomes one of great question and concern to me for surly this rude, belligerent characteristics of Mae is one that boosters to her self-portrait? I could only speculate to that belief in hopes that it was true for what I needed to achieve it had to be.

My eyebrows furrows when she speaks of things that wasn’t even on my agenda. Yes, I do see her as one of glamorous proportions, but to candidly constitute that I am here solely to indulge in the lusty conceptions of human desires was absurd! Or was it? I sighted heavily to my own convictions of why I am still here looking at her with this hunger that I just dismissed. Was she a better reader of ones thoughts than they were to their own? Ridiculous, I stammered upon my view of higher accord.

My diligence to find this tome outweighed the contractual agreement that might come out of this arrangement between her and I. This agreement might have me coming out ahead, or maybe slightly painfully ridden upon just watching her man handle a burly old blout, but one must endeavor in some things to get what they want. I truly am one glutton for punishment as my mentor always told me.

I followed her, my orbs of brown watching the flow of her body, especially the shaking of her ass was pleasant enough to make me smile. Okay, so I was a blowhard about my actually concerns! For now I just wanted a few hours with her between my legs, and I between hers. My face turns to a slightly hue of redness upon thinking of how she would handle me in the throws of lust and desire.

I come to a stop when she fishes into her pouch for what I would gather to be the key to this private room of hers. I just hope it had a rather large bed, for I hate being on the small ones, for I was the one that always ended up on the floor with a head or back ache the next day. Hell, she might even cause me to have multiple bumps, bruises and pains in places that I do not dare to think of..

“So, this is where we discuss or work-out some type of agreement?” My eyes filled with what I would hope she would construe as a business proposition instead of a lustful wish.
 
Mae sauntered into the room dangling the small key from her finger. She gave it a causal spin before slipping it back into her teeny tiny pouch at her side. She kept her pace slow and purposeful, allowing the other woman to follow her into the room. Mae gave the room a causal inspection, her jade gaze drifting to and fro, taking stock of her gear and supplies. A stout chest sat at the end of a large bed, the lock looked new but the chest itself was old and tarnished. Beside it stood a host of weapons, ranging from a great sword, the blade easily the same height as Mae's current companion, several hand axes and other implements of battle. They were well worn and not of any particular value, good steel but that was about it.

“Depends on what yer offerin'.” Mae commented on the girl's words as she gave her another glance before she drifted off to the right. Nearby stood a basin filled with water, which Mae used to clean her hands, face and neck. She brushed her fingers through her short, fiery mane in a vain attempt to tame it, though the wild tresses fell back into place just as quickly. Only then did she turn to face the girl fully, taking in the sight once more with that knowing little smirk she wore so easily.

“I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.” She put the girl at ease, or so she thought. Mae had an intimidating away about her, especially in the way she eyed people. It was more like a predator sizing up its prey. And Mae couldn't really help but size up this delectable little dish, she was something else and her attire did little to shield her. Mae liked what she saw, especially the curious brown eyes. What was that she saw? Perhaps a mutual admiration for one another's frames. Mae could only hope.

“So what's this all about?” Mae asked as she closed the gap between the table with the basin and the bed. With an undeniable grace she settled down on the edge of the bed, one hand rising to tug at her jerkin, giving it a slight unlacing as she strained against the leather. Once more she took the moment to let her jade eyes wander, drifting up and down the girl as she awaited a response. The tip of her tongue drifted out to wet her lips, even as her mind began to wonder onto far more erotic thoughts. She couldn't help but wonder just what she tasted like, what that face looked like in the throes of pleasure. Hmm, maybe if we play our cards right, Mae thought as that confident little smirk returned and her jade gaze finally rose once more to meet her own.
 
So ..So sassy she was as she walked into her room. Her stride was hypnotizing as it pulled me in to follow her as I did with no other encouragement needed, spinning the key around her finger like it was a toned skill of hers. While tactfully scouring over her belongs I use the moment to scour over the back half of her body. I could feel the burning between my legs grow with each inspection I did of her curvy round bottom. I shock my head once more as I felt some hot tears begin to flow down my thigh. I swallowed harshly trying to clear my throat from the lump of wanting lust taking refugee there.

I shifted my glare from her curvy ass to the room of a warriors treasure trove when those emerald orbs grazed over me. Her words invoked the whole meaning of this meeting, or well it was until the better side of me got heated up. I smiled as she drifted off to my left toward a water basin. ‘Mmm, bath time!’ my mind screamed so my eyes would focus upon every move her muscles made while she done just a refreshing wash. Lightly dishearten for I was wishing for more, however, when she thrashed those fiery locks about sent a numbing wave to my brain as I stared at her, even when she turned and scoured over my assets with the same hunger as I had for her.

Swallowing hard. “Umm, well umm..” I ran my hands through my hair, while my eyes dart away from her beauty. “Lets see how do I start this..” I gulp when my mind whispers out I want to fuck that gorgeous body of yours. I twist about on my feet, slightly losing my balance. Capturing my balance with only a few steps, however, as I raise up I’m even closer to this magnificent woman. During this whole loss of footing, she is sitting on the edge of the bed pulling on her jerkin sending a burning wanting through me to help her take that damn thing off.

I gain my composure while still watching her fanning that damn jerkin, her tongue mesmerizing my orbs while it flowed lusciously over her lips. I wondered how that tongue would feel flowing over my hard nubs. Breathing heavily with lust rising in my loins, I try to speak without the lust riddling my tone, “I want.. I wish to have your.. Umm .. Help in finding …Umm.. A book.” I swallow, knowing damn well she can sense the heat building up in me. “it’s a rare book that many are searching for it as well.” My eyes move down to her breasts in wonder how much she had opened that jerkin. I slowly use my tongue to wet my lips, “But there is an urgent matter that just came up..” I look at her with a hunger that couldn’t be misunderstood…
 
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Mae had finally prompted the girl to explain why she had requested her attention. She started, or at least started to start, before she ran her hands through her hair and looked away. The story began slowly, even as the girl moved and suddenly lost her balance. Mae made to rise from the bed in a vain attempt to catch her, though the girl caught herself before taking a tumble. In the process they had drawn closer, those lovely eyes drawn towards the tempting cleavage on display Mae saw the look, knew it all too well and wondered just how long this little game was going to go on for. She could beat around the bush with the best of them, though she often grew bored of the games. She very much preferred to get right into whatever situation was brewing. She continued to tug at the laces of her jerkin, freeing herself further with each little tug. Soon, there was little that was keeping her in place but a few thin strands of leather, which criss crossed over the rounded outlines of her ample bosom. Still the girl continued to speak, getting out some semblance of her intentions. Mae should have known, the girl seemed the bookish type, she wanted Mae's thew for her quest to obtain this no doubt priceless object. Mae's mind was already working out how much to charge this beautiful girl when she made another attempt to look down at her bountiful bosom. There was no denying the look now, not as those eyes rose and fell upon Mae's own jade orbs with an unmistakable desire. She met that look with a salacious grin, the tip of her tongue once more drifting out over her lips before a rumbling giggle bubbled up from her throat.

“Mmm. A very urgent matter indeed. I was wondering when we'd get to that,” Mae said with a knowing look, only to flash a glare of hunger that matched her own. Slowly Mae leaned up and reached out, taking a hold of the girl by her hips and dragging her closer. Her hands tightened upon the shapely swell and offered a squeeze, even as Mae straightened her back and leaned up fully. She still had to lean up just a bit more to come face to face with the girl, their lips almost touching, her warm breath dancing out over them.

“I bet you taste as lovely as you look,” She whispered huskily, before she brushed her lips across the girl's own, offering a firm kiss that lingered all too intently. Mae was far from forceful, indeed, she handled that body with surprising gentleness as her hands slid down over her hips, cupping the girl's backside and offering an intent squeeze as she broke the kiss, leaving them connected by nothing more than a thin trail of saliva. Already Mae's breathing was labored, a lustful flush reddened her cheeks. She offered another murmur of appreciation at the taste of the girl's lips, finding her nothing short of delicious.

“Just as I thought. Now tell me...what do you really want from me? Right now? Do you want to taste me? Mmm? Kneel down and please me...or do you want me on me knees?” Mae quirked a slender crimson brow as she tilted her head to the right a few degrees. She leaned back just a bit, enough to gauge the girl's reaction to her words. Mae did so love to tease and please. She was of a dominate personality by far, but she wasn't always a brutal lover. Just sometimes.
 
I pressed my thighs together desperately trying to hold back the flow of my heated interest in this unique exchange of heated glares and licking of tantalizing lips. I brush my strands of defying hair back out of my eyes for not wanting to miss the pull of that last leather strip, but my cohort had other intentions while she concluded that we did indeed have urgent matters to finalize our affiliation. I, of course did not disagree that we must draw our terms over calm and collected minds, for heated distractions rarely assisted with any agreeable terms till one could think straight. At least that is what my mentor always said when he zapped me with those educational waves of thundering whips of wind. I huffed at the thought, but was quickly distracted from that memory when my cohort grasped my hips and pulled my willing body toward hers. Her strong hands squeezed the offered bonus to our pending contractual signing.

The heat between my legs grew even more being grouped and evaluated at an eye to eye level. I could feel her heated breath upon my trembling lips. I wanted so much to just inch forward and press our negotiating weapons together, but she quickly fired her evaluation report up between us with an acceptable term of agreement as she pushed our weapons together sealing our negations as concluded. She was quick to claim her bonus as I felt her hands take hold of my bottom asset then proceeded take full advantage of the bonus agreement. I whimpered when she pulled back from my lips, her taste was exquisite and I refused to be shortened, I moved forward but was rewarded when she returned obviously wanting my taste as well.

I could not hold any longer as the wetness slowly tricked down my thigh. My eyes lost the battle of being calmed as I glared my lust driven orbs to hers. When she asked me how I wanted to proceed with out exchange of urgent matters. I placed my hands upon her shoulders and pushed her backwards. I allowed my body to follow, my lips chasing hers till they stopped and connected. My breasts pressed against her ampleness, brought a moan of want to our kiss and my hand began its travel up her well toned abs.

I slithered my tongue out to rake across her lips tasting the froth of ale that still lingered there, my curiosity got the best of me as I wondered if it lingered within as well. I willed to have my bonus as my tongue slid over her lips and found my answer as I explored all that there was to explore. Even my hands found one of many objects of my desire. I cup what I can of her ample breast into the clutches of my squeezing fingers admiring its firmness. I tease the tip with my enthusiastic fingers bring it to a hardness that I could not wait to have in my mouth. I moan into our kiss, “I desire to have everything you have to offer me.” I pushed my face into the nape of her neck. Bringing my teeth to bare as I bite and suck her skin into the hotness of my mouth to where I cleanse her skin with the tip of my tongue..
 
Mae felt the delicate touch upon her proud shoulders. She expected a gentle touch, perhaps some curious touching or fingertip trailing. Instead she was taken off guard as the girl pushed her backwards onto the bed. It was an unexpected move, one that took her completely off guard. Yet the lovely frame that accompanied the movement was very reassuring, Mae couldn't help the lusty little chortle as she leaned back on her elbow and grasped at the girl with her other hand. Those sweet lips found hers all too hungrily and Mae was quick to answer, she pressed them flush back against her own, that old low throated groan rumbling in her chest from the contact. The hand upon her mid-section forced it to tense instinctively, allowing her to feel the firm definition all the more intently.

The presence of that pin muscle brushing against her lips prompted Mae to part her lips fully, only to allow her tongue to lash out hungrily over her own. She wanted a taste, even as the girl sought to get one of her own. Mae tilted her head to the side, only to press her lips flush against the girl's, urging her tongue within the confines of her mouth, seeking out her own tongue to lure it into an erotic dance between them. Her arms encircled the girl, drawing her flush against her even as she sought to feel more of her. The kiss came to an end finally, which left Mae a little breathless. Her jade gaze, glazed with lust, drifted over the girl's features as declared her desire to have everything Mae had to offer. That brought out a rather egotistical smirk at the very thought, followed by a low rolling chuckle.

“Mmm...Sweetie you have no idea,” She countered, even as that face buried itself against the nape of her neck. Those teeth sunk into her flesh and the suckling of her tanned flesh caused Mae to shiver and moan aloud. “Yer damn good with that mouth of yers...”

Mae teased as one hand slid up to rake through the girl's long hair, pushing it back from her face. Mae suddenly felt very constrained by her clothing, her leather breeches were all to confining as the warmth grew to unbearable levels between her thighs. One hand slid up between them, only to undo the final laces of her jerkin and release herself fully from it. She breathed a deep sigh as the leather released her, allowing those pert globes of flesh to jostle wildly with their newfound freedom. Already her nipples were hardening from the excitement and arousal of the moment. She felt the focus of attention drift to them and her now free hand slid up between them to cup her own breast, offering a firm squeeze to the ripe flesh before she pressed it up and closer to the lovely girl clinging to her. Her other hand slid down over her back, deft digits wriggling and tugging at her attire. “I want you naked. Right now.” She demanded in a tone that harbored not arguments.
 
Her skin was surprisingly soft contradicting what you would assume by her abundance of wonderful muscle. I found it appealing as I continued to work upward toward that wonderful ear. Her lobe was just begging me to suck it into my mouth and wash it like the nape of her neck received. What was I too do? Ignore it? No, I could not deny that beautiful flesh a well deserved warm bath. I released her ear when she brought her hand up and swayed the bangs out of her way for her to get a good look at me. I smiled down at her, my orbs almost liquid butter from gazing into her emerald eyes. “You just wait till I begin to pleasure you. I have a real good tongue, mouth routine that will just make you melt.” My eyes sparkle with desire.

I gasped when I felt her other hand traveling up between us. I began to place bets on where she was going, but I was wrong with delight as she pulled that last stitch allowing those wonderful globes free for me to worship. My hand instantly returned for this time I was touching flesh. I hungrily tried to capture all of her ampleness but failed, not due to lack of trying, just physically not possible with my small hand and her fullness. I redirected my hunger to that wonder hard nipple. It was just perfect for my pulling, twisting fingers.

I looked at her with that wanting look, I lowered my head and pressed my lips to hers a little beyond the normal pressure of a kiss, but then without wasting any more time. I lowered down her body. My mouth instantly sucking in the lonely nipple of her other breast. I lightly bite down wanting to her this exquisite woman bark out to me to bite her harder. My tongue swirls around the base and then shoots up and flicks rapidly over the tip of her aching point.

I hear her order while her hand nearly rips the clothing off of me. “Hungry are we.” My eyes glazed over as I look at her. I know damn well I will be hurting in the morning, but right now I don’t care. I just want her to man handle me all night long. I help her to remove my clothing. I gasp as my breasts fall free and like her I lower down to her, cupping one and offering it to her. “Bite me!” I beg..
 
Mae trembled in delight as those soft lips wandered over her sun-kissed flesh, particular enjoying it when they neared her earlobe. That toned, taut framed tensed and shuddered with pleasure, a low groan escaping from her throat as she all but lost it for a brief moment. Strong hands held that frame as she ravished her sweet flesh, hmmm, this girl certainly knew her way around the female body so far. Mae trembled with anticipation at the thought of just what else she had in store for her. No doubt she'd get a considerable discount on whatever job she had to offer her, if only she could get a taste of that sweet body from time to time. It was certainly a conflict of interest, but as Mae watched those lovely breasts jostle free, well, Mae didn't give two shits about the conflict. The only conflict she wondered about now was where to being. She nibbled her bottom lip as her mind mulled over the possibilities, even as the girl took it upon herself to feast at her breast. Those lips, that tongue, even the scraping of teeth was enough to elicit a lewd moan of arousal as Mae's back arched, her hand sweeping through the girl's mane once more to brush it aside.

“F-Fuck,” Mae sighed lowly once the girl drew back, her chest heaving as she took a deep breath and released it slowly. Her cheeks were flushed with desire, her jade orbs glazed with lust, the playful look of arousal shifted into a more hungry tone once the girl was properly revealed to her, Mae all but shivered at the ripe young frame displayed before her. She licked her lips greedily, even as the girl mimicked her previous motions and cupped her breast, offering it to her but adding a little something extra. Mae tensed as the girl all but begged her to bite her, sink her teeth into that ripe flesh as if it were an apple. Mae felt her mouth watering at the very thought and with little else going on in her mind she tilted her head forward. Crimson bangs swept out over her cleavage as Mae hungrily lashed her tongue out across that sweet flesh. She kissed her way across the girl's chest, over the ripe swells before she took a bit of flesh into her mouth and nibbled. Mae worked her way slowly down to that aroused nipple, her lips brushing over it in an achingly slow fashion before she captured it within her mouth and suckled lewdly. Her tongue lashed out against the sensitive but, alternating the direction she swirled it before Mae drew back just enough. She released the girl with a slick, loud pop, offered a reverberating moan against her now damp flesh before she attacked. She sunk her teeth into the sweet flesh once more, raking her teeth down over her flesh till she tightened them about her nub of flesh. Mae offered a sharp tug, only to allow it to slip from between her teeth. She repeated the motion over and over, focusing on that nipple even as her arms encircled the girl, one clasping down upon her firm backside, offering a firm swat before Mae tilted her head and sought her other breast. Mae ravished her bosom, gnashing and biting like a hungry man at a buffet table. She was throughly aroused by her own actions, the dampness between her toned thighs causing her to press them together.

After several long moments to administrations upon that ripe frame Mae let her free hand slip up and grasp the girl by the chin, she lifted her head, releasing her breast with another sharp pop, this time tugging her nipple one final time before she sought those lips and crushed her own against them. The kiss was passionate, all consuming as Mae forced her tongue into the girl's mouth, slithering it forth and against her own before just as quickly she retreated.

“Mmmm. On yer back,” Mae demanded huskily, her lightly tanned flesh already starting to glisten with perspiration. She tightened her hand upon the girl's chin, only to shove her back onto the bed. Mae was quick to claim the spot above her, one hand spreading her thighs as she claimed the space between them. Mae leaned over the young girl, finding her lips again in another hungry kiss. This one lasted far longer, even as her hands started to roam out over that frame, over her breasts, squeezing and offering a slap before sliding down over her sleek sides and flaring hips. They tickled their fingertips across her stomach before dipping between her spread thighs. Mae cupped one hand over the girl's dripping mound, only to draw back from the kiss and offer a soft little hiss of approval.

“So wet,” She teased, even as the pads of her middle and index finger slowly traced her outerfolds, spreading them with a skilled and practiced touch, yet going no further.
 
I couldn’t breathe while the lust nestled deep in my throat forcing my lungs to take rapid gasps between the lustful throbs. I burned to taste this this woman more while my gaze looks into her emerald orbs, I watch with pleasure as they glare at me with the same burn that infects me. I can feel my cream slowly flow over my flowering folds heating my inner thigh. My mind screams of what it wants, what it needs to quench the ravishing infection that my body craves, cries out for. My mouth waters with the wanting to have her hard nipples back into it’s domain. To control the waves of this woman’s breast to my desire, to my wanting. But then…

“FUCK!” I squirm as her hot mouth took hold of my offering, the sudden jolt forces my eyes only to see a sheer white light for a few seconds. My hips roll and grind upon this woman’s frame seeking relief of the shocking wave of energy. “Ohh…Fuck!” My head lifts up, mouth gasps for air while my body trembles with each whip of the woman’s tongue over my swelling nipple. “MAE!” I scream when her mouth releases me, my heaviness sways and aches for her mouth, the nipple shivers with the wet coolness that now encircles it while it begs and seeks to return to the heated wetness of her mouth. “Please!” I push toward her mouth, but my begging was answered before my muttering as she reclaimed her domain with a vengeance that I requested. “OHhh,” My eyes close my mouth gaps salvia trickling down my lips as the shock of her biting my hard nipple takes me to a new height. “My god!” My hips begin to push harder against Mae’s frame begging for release.

She continues to attack each nipple with a hunger that I so desired. Each nipple redden and swollen but still begged for more. My body now swaying as I fuck Mae’s hips. Pushing, grinding my swollen mound against her. “Fuck me!” My heated tone barely able to over carry the echo's of my moans and begs. I look down to her when her strong fingers grasps my chin. I watch my roughened nipple pop free of her hungry mouth only to have that mouth ravish mine. Her tongue invaded and explored my tongue, with a wanting hunger that I was glad to return. Our tongues danced, battled for supremacy, and sucked each other just for the wanting desire to taste each other.

Her strength was incredible as she took control and guided me to my back. She now loomed above me like a hungry hawk watching it’s pray, calculating on how and when to pounce. Her hand separated my legs with ease while her body claimed the open space. I looked into her eyes and what I saw was my own burning of want. Her mouth came once again for the taste of my mouth. I openly accepted that soft invader as we tasted each other again. I sucked hungrily upon her tongue, pulling her salvia into the depths of my throat. I moaned into her mouth, pushed my hips up into her frame with a hunger for her to claim all of me.

She broke out kiss and began her torturous venture across my body. “Mae Please, Please!” I squirm feeling her hands squeezing and cupping my breasts, bringing the heated desire to my aching nipples. My body burned, shook, pleaded her to take me, all of me, “Mae for mercy alone, FUCK ME!” I bellow out when her hand claimed my heated mound. “Fuckety, fuck.. Please” I roll my hips wanting to push that finger deep within me. “By the gods please fuck me!”

The sound was defeating, The tremendous thunder shook the entire room as the stench of burned flesh filled the air. My eyes shot down to Mae with a quizzical look. “What the hell?” I have only once felt this power surging through the air. It was when my mentor was showing me the elemental magic of lighting. The power needed to cast this was above me back then but I wanted to desperately to have that power at my whim, and now that I have it, I fear it but yet here I am facing someone whom does not fear it. I quickly shim away from Mae, giving her room to act for I now hear the sounds of battle in which she would surely participate in.

I jump up and grab my garments, dressing quickly, “A wizard..” Like I really needed to tell her that, but anyway I did. I grabbed my pouches and quickly took inventory of what I had. I had quite a bit to my thankfulness. “Umm, Did I tell you that there were other wizard’s that was also looking for this book?” I shyly stated while I watched that gorgeous body with desire as she quickly dressed, I frowned when those beautiful breasts were resealed by her jerkin.
 
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