Of Blood and Stone; Caressed by Fire - [DA and Haru] NSFW links

One moment Alex was running along the shoreline, her feet light and quick along the ground. The next, she was being hoisted into the air, strong hands gripping her waist as she lifted up off the ground. "Oh...oh..." She twisted her head this way and that, dark curls swishing about her shoulders, as she tried to see what exactly was happening and why. It didn't take long for her to figure it out as Kirturok turned her tiny body in his arms and pulled her close against him.

It was hard to look away, Kirturok's eyes gazing intently upon her face as if he was trying to read her, to understand. Alex met his eyes with her own, setting her jaw and silently promising herself that she wouldn't cry. After all, she had no right and she hardly knew what she was doing. She wasn't being fair, but she couldn't help it. Perhaps she needed a chat with Nissa. Maybe the woman would have some advice for her. Looking at the man her aunt had chosen to watch after her, she listened to his words, let them wash over her a moment as they slowly sunk in.

So, Kirturok did think she was beautiful? He hadn't meant to insult? Ohh...she was so confused! Alex averted her eyes feeling a bit ashamed for jumping so quickly to conclusions and not allowing him any room. They'd only just met and her expectations were childish and...oh, she didn't even know what they were! Biting down on her lip, she looked back into his eyes as he pleaded his demand that she not run from him again. She was about to speak, perhaps even protest, but he didn't give her time to think let alone plan a coherent answer. Instead, his lips pressed firmly against hers causing her mind to go blank, her senses to run amok as she all but melted right there in his arms. Slowly, he pulled away, the heat of his lips, his taste still lingering upon her own.

Alex looked up at Kirturok through lowered lashes as he made his pleading demand—no running—and then placed her back down on the ground so she could find her footing once more. She felt dizzy as she stood there, as if she might faint or fall. But she managed to hold her ground. "I promise," she finally whispered and she'd meant it! Tummy fluttering, she looked down at the ground and then out toward the rippling water of the pond. She truly loved the Palisades. It wasn't often that she got to venture into the park and spend time there. And to think she'd almost wasted it.

Peering around Kirturok's larger frame, Alex saw their forgotten things left over by the trees. She still had her berries and the cinnamon rolls. Perhaps there was still time to salvage the outing.

"I...I'm sorry," Alex then spoke softly, her delicate fingers fidgeting with the ribbon. "I still have some cinnamon rolls," she continued, her voice sounding hopeful though still so uncertain. "If...if you like, would you share them with me?" Her cheeks reddened as she finished her inquiry, her tiny teeth worrying that bottom lip as she waited with baited breath for Kirturok's reply.

~~~

Charlie left her room exactly the way she and Tal had left it—messy and disheveled. Fortunately, her father hardly bothered her in there. Ever since the day she'd turned sixteen, the old man had come to his senses and realized that she was no longer a little girl, that she needed her space! She was glad of it. And now that she was nineteen and claimed by none other than Talathorn himself...she was even more so. There was little doubt in her mind that the sight of her bed would be enough to snap the man out of whatever fit of denial he planned to use to keep her little, a child just a bit longer. A part of her almost felt guilty. Almost.

There was a bit of skip to Charlie's step as she and Tal headed to the market. Feeling the man's presence behind her, as he stayed close, was enough to make her feel warm all over. She was aware of the way his cum still stuck to her body causing her filmy blouse to stick to her skin in odd places here and there against her front. A few times, she tugged on it. But after a while, she stopped fighting the material, letting it win and succumbing to the fact that this was a result of Tal's mark. She glanced over her shoulder and gave him a coy smile as they reached her father, the old man both happy and eager to see them.

"Oh, I've never been a morning person, dad," Charlie quipped. She ran her fingers through her red hair and they caught upon a tangle, Scowling, she worked them through it until the mussy knot became smooth. "So, have we had much business today?" she then asked, bending over the table slightly and arching her back just so to show off her assets to Tal. Though, of course, she began picking up various items and started to inspect them with great interest. No need for her father to be in on their little game. Yet. "These should sell quickly," she said with a smile, leaning in a bit further. "They're the latest rage. Everyone's been paranoid lately about locking up this and that and..." she tossed the item—an intricate type of locking mechanism—back onto the table, but made no move to stand up. "Why should only the Magisters' have that luxury or any luxury," she said glancing over her shoulder again, brow arched and a smirk plastered all over her full lips.

Kirturok smiled as the changes in the girl were immediate and tactile. She relaxed in his arms and as she asked about the cinnamon rolls he laughed. A deep throaty laugh from his chest. "I would love to share those cinnamon rolls with you Lady Bug." he said, making up a name for her right on the spot. "Do you mind if I eat my 'meat on a stick' first?" he asked and gave her hand a squeeze.

Retaking his seat Kirturok patted the area right next to him so that they could sit and be touching. "You want a bite? or you just going to stick with your sweets?" he teased her gently, smiling at her and his dark eyes warm and gentle as he gazed at her. He was becoming quite fond of her and there was no way to hide it.

Regardless of whether she took any of the protein or not it was soon time for Kirturok to share some of those delicious cinnamon rolls with Alex. "The icing is my favorite part." he told her and playfully dabbed a bit of it on the tip of her nose.


Tal walked around the small area that they had, keeping an eye out for people with fast hands and loose pockets, leaving Charlie and her father to mind the sales. It was just how things worked and was a good arrangement. The coy looks from Charlotte didn't go unnoticed and Tal winked back, admiring the shape and curve of her ass when she bent over. Picking up one of the locks he inspected it. "This is a rather ingenius design. You know, if you could somehow make this a little larger and develop it for other applications, you could probably get the nobles to use it to guard their treasures. That's where the money is you know."

Setting the lock down Tal's eyes narrowed as he saw a couple of boys working the crowd. Pickpockets and cutpurses. Orphans most likely. Tal made eye contact and shook his head in an almost imperceptible motion. They gave wide berth to the stall and moved on to another. Moving along behind the counter now Tal allowed his hand to caress over Charlie's backside when her father was looking the other way and he gave a playful squeeze as he continued on his way.

"Would you two like me to go grab some food?" he asked, figuring that neither had yet eaten. Well, Charlie had, but that was another type of meal altogether.

Alex couldn't help but smile, Kirturok's laughter utterly infectious. She had to admit, she liked the way it sounded. Giving him a nod, she then followed him back to where they'd been sitting back by the trees. Her things had been just as she'd left them, though her berries had taken a bit of a tumble onto the ground. She frowned slightly at the tiny mess, but gathered them up and put them back into the carton. Perhaps they could be washed and eaten later on. Oh, what a delicious treat that might be when everyone else was asleep!

Kirturok settled himself back down on the ground and beckoned she set beside him. Alex picked up her cinnamon rolls and obliged. The heat was emanating off him in waves, caressing her bared arms and urging her to move just a bit closer. She could feel a slight heat rise in her cheeks, but she pretended to ignore it.

"Yes, please," Alex answered when Kirturok offered her some of his food. She nibbled on the meat, the flavor rich and delicious. It would certainly make her rolls taste so much better having sampled the other fare. As she swallowed down her offered portion, she opened her bag and retrieved one of the rolls.

Icing dripped off the decadent treat, the smell of cinnamon thick as it wafted up into Alex's nose. The roll was still warm, soft and fresh and begging to be eaten. Just then, Kirturok dipped his finger into the sweet icing and dabbed a bit on her nose causing her to let out a shrill giggle.

"Oh!" Alex exclaimed. Her skin reddened further, that deep crimson sweeping along her chest as she laughed. "Is this how you play?" She rubbed the icing from her nose with her finger and placed it against Kirturok's lips. "Eat up," she coaxed. "You said it's your favorite."

~~~

Every look, every touch that Tal managed to give sent Charlie into a spiral of heat and emotion. She hid it well from her father as he busied himself with their wares. But she was certain that Tal could sense her lust, her longing, that pent up desire that had finally been unleashed after waiting for so long. When he gave her ass an appreciative squeeze, she could feel the heat pooling deep within, that angry ache growing between her legs and making her stifle gasps each time she had to move.

"It is ingenious," Charlie said, trying to sound smug. "I built it." But inside, she was mush, ecstatic that Tal saw the cleverness in the things she could do, that he appreciated it, encouraged it even. "And I think we might be able to tweak this beauty into something bigger. Don't see why not."

Charlie gave Tal a look, a mix of gratitude and so much more. She then got to work straightening things out, trying to best display things to help catch the eyes of wandering souls that meandered by. She loved her dad, she did. But the man had no clue how to present things. While she did that and inspected anything that might need a last tweak, her father talked to customers. Quite a few seemed interested and that made her flutter with excitement. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Tal scope out the crowd. He was like a guard watching over his treasure. No one would get by him and she pitied the fool who tried to bother.

When Tal asked if they were hungry, Charlie felt her tummy suddenly rumble. Feeling sheepish, she just nodded. The only thing in her belly was... Her face suddenly reddened and she scowled, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

"Please," Charlie answered. Since when did she say 'please' to the man? Her eyes widened at the blurted word. She then stood up and placed her hands on her hips. "Of course, you'll probably get it all wrong," she added, rolling her eyes and then raking a hand through her red hair. Ugh, another knot! "Probably best if I come and help you then. Dad can manage a little without me while I help your dimwitted ass." She let out a giggle and swayed her hips as she walked around the table.

Kirturok smiled. "It is good to hear you laugh. You're much more beautiful when you laugh and play than when you run." he told her, his voice sincere. Their little meal had gone quite well once she had settled down, and Kirturok merely smiled and nodded as she asked if this was how he played. Then, as she took the icing onto her finger and pressed it to his lips, Kirturok kept his eyes on her and smiled as he took her finger into his mouth and he grabbed her wrist. Holding her like that so she could not get away his tongue swirled around her finger to get all the icing and he gently pulled her finger out of his mouth with a little -pop-.

"Delicious." he said, and dipped his finger into the icing, just the tip, and offered her that finger much as she had just done for him. His eyes had grown a bit darker, and he knew why, he knew that in this little game he was becoming aroused, and that for some reason he wa beginning to desire her. It was not an uncommon feeling, to be aroused, but for a little slip of a girl, like this one, to be the object of his amorous desires, that was what surprised him. Kirturok especially noticed the reddening along her cheeks and her neck, then down along the swells of her breasts. In fact, he wanted to explore further. How far did that blush go? Did it cover her breasts entirely?

If memory served correctly a woman would blush between her legs as well, when she was aroused. The bloodflow to her sex would lead to a deepening of the hue, and she would swell and open slightly as her body prepared for intercourse. It made Kirturok wonder if she was blushing down below, if her womanhood reflected her overall state. For himself, he knew she might just very well run again if she knew of his own burgeoning arousal, and how he desired her in that moment.

He held the icing to her lush lips and waited.


Tal was very proud of Charlotte. Besides being rather beautiful and adventurous, she was smart. She had the brains to go with that beauty, and he watched as she moved about the selling area, putting things on better display and arranging things so that they were not as easy to steal.

When he mentioned food she seemed to become a little flustered and he found that curious. Her comment drew a smile and a chuckle. "It would not be my ass that was dimwitted." he teased, and her father just shook his head, used to the banter between the two. Her father spoke up.

"I'd like one of those turkey legs that they sell over by the grainery." he said. He'd been thinking of that turkey leg for afew days, but they rarely went that way, and it was a walk. The man knew his daughter would be in good hands with Talathorn, and so he did not mind her going that far today.

Tal gave the old man a nod and then raised a brow at Charlie as she swayed those hips, obviously trying to entice him, and the fabric of her shirt still clung to her slightly. "I'm ready when you are." he told her and would walk beside her as they made their way through the market.

Alex giggled, her dark eyes locked onto Kirturok's as he pulled her close, his hand firmly holding her wrist. She suddenly quieted as he took her finger into his mouth and let his tongue gently caress it, licking it clean of the decadent icing. A heat immediately washed over her, her skin tingling, her heart racing. She could feel her mouth going dry, so she licked her lips and tried to steady her breaths that were slowly starting to quicken. Oh, she needed to calm down, to cool off. She needed to stay right exactly where she was.

Kirturok seemed to approve of both the icing and of her as he let Alex's finger go, his gaze not faltering once. Feeling a bit shy and overwhelmed, she let her gaze drift, staring at the ground for a few moments until his own icing coated finger suddenly found her lips. Her eyes widened, surprised by this turn of events, but she wasn't about to turn this beautiful man away.

Shy and unsure, Alex let her lips slowly part, allowing Kirturok's finger to enter her warm mouth. She could taste the icing, sweet and rich. She gave it a lick with her tongue until she finally was sucking his finger, the icing melted away and all that was left was salt and man. She giggled softly, a strange ache starting to grow between her legs. Gasping softly, she let his finger drop from her mouth. She wondered just what it was she was feeling. Her panties had become wet and the gentle throb was getting stronger. She shifted slightly, the movement of her underthings between her legs caused her to close her eyes as the sensations heightened. Oh, she felt warm...no hot! Just what was happening? And why did she like it?

~~~

"Sorry, it's your brain that is dimwitted," Charlie stated boldly, giving Tal a coy look and a sweet smile before sauntering off into the crowd. She knew her father would be fine with the stall and that he'd be more than satisfied with Tal as her escort.

Escort. Oh, didn't that just make her laugh! If only the old man could see her bed!

"Just try and keep up," Charlie spoke over her shoulder, her eyes finding Tal's immediately. But she hardly walked quickly. She kept her pace slow and steady, making sure she was close to Tal. After everything that had happened, she never wanted to be separated from him again. But she'd never say that out loud. At least not in front of prying eyes and nosy busybodies. It wasn't any of their goddamned business! She did want to break the news to her father though. But she supposed the market wasn't the best place for that. All in due time.

For now, Charlie had a man to tease. Her man. Her Tal.

Kirturok sighed softly at the soft warmth of her mouth on his finger and that was when he smelled it, smelled her. Her arousal was sweet to his senses and it fired feelings and desires he'd not felt for a very long time. Though his finger slipped from her mouth he left his hand there, gently grasping her chin. "Let me look at you." he told her and simply observed her a moment. "No running." he reminded her and finally drew his hand back, wet with her saliva and slipped it into his mouth to get a taste of her.

"Mmm." he hummed and his dark eyes stayed on her face. "You smell nice." he told her, referring to the smell of her arousal, though she might not know that. Seeing her squirm a little Kirturok canted his head gently to the side. "You are aroused. Is this the first time you have felt it?" he asked, ready to reach out and snatch her wrist should she try to rise and run away.


Tal had little trouble keeping up with her of course and it was not long at all before his hand rested comfortably on her backside, simply resting there as her hips swayed and those lovely cheeks swished along his hand. "So we're going to go and get your father that turkey leg, but how about you? Any idea what you might like to eat, Kitten?" he asked and patted her rounded rump.

Tal's other hand rested easily on the hilt of his sword, his eyes always alert for anything out of the ordinary. The Market was large enought that he could not keep tabs on everything that went on of course, but there was a particular exchange that caught his eye. The Market was kept close to the wharves, so that those bringing in goods by way of the Sword Coast did not have to travel far with their wares. So, looking through the crowd, Tal could see along part of one pier. Though he did not see money change hands, it was surprising to see a group of cloaked men, perhaps a doze in all, flit along the boardwalk and enter a building that was rather nondescript. A single cloaked being would not have aroused suspicion, but twelve was no coincidence.

Tal kept his tongue and his thoughts to himself, but made a mental note of the address and the surroundings. Then his attention was right back on Charlotte.

Kirturok's gaze was intense and it was as captivating as it was mesmerizing. Even if she wanted to look away—and a part of her was ready to run—Alex found herself utterly transfixed, unable to move...to breathe! He seemed to study her a moment, his hand firmly holding her chin. Again, she felt that warmth tingling along her skin as it pooled between her legs. The gentle throb was growing and it made her tummy flutter. A part of her was desperate to look, to peek and see just what was happening underneath her skirt as these sensations started to grow. Swallowing hard, she watched him taste her finger. Was he actually...enjoying it? She could swear that he was and she suddenly felt herself become even damper than before. He was stirring things inside her, awakening something she'd yet to know.

Alex suddenly became very aware of what was happening, what she was feeling and why. Kirturok seemed pleased. Or, she hoped he was. Oh, she couldn't tell! And she'd made a fool of herself enough already! Twice! But how did he know she was aroused and why was he tormenting her? Perhaps he enjoyed watching her squirm, putting her on the spot. Or maybe it was to teach her a lesson? That would be mortifying! But she'd promised him she wouldn't run and she couldn't break her word though the urge to flee was so strong. So she sat there under his scrutiny. Taking it all. And every word he uttered the truth!

"I..." Alex began, her body shifting, which only served to heighten her arousal. She gasped softly, her eyes closing. "I...yes," she finally answered, her breaths suddenly heavy. "It is." Her face felt warm, her entire body hot and the throb was turning into a dull ache that made her want to scream. "It's the first time." And oh, did she want to relieve this sudden pang of desire she felt consuming her body. It was as if everything had gone raw and needed to be quenched. The thought of her fingers slipping between her legs and deep into her folds...touching, exploring...oh the wonders she might find! The pleasure! But then, her thoughts turned to the man before her. She imagined his fingers touching instead, his mouth tasting, his... She let out a soft groan as a tiny gush soaked her panties fully and she bit down on her lower lip.

Alex opened her eyes and dared to look up at Kirturok. Her dark eyes were glistening with a sudden lust and need as she sat there vulnerable before him. She couldn't deny the feelings she had. She'd worn them on full display during their entire outing and now...now he sensed the most hidden of secrets. There was nothing he didn't know now.

"It...it aches," Alex admitted, almost panting. Her cheeks reddened further, her muscles tensing as nervousness began to take its hold.

~~~

Charlie felt Tal's hand slide casually onto her backside. In the past, she'd have had teased him mercilessly for even brushing against her like that, let alone letting his hand linger. But not now. Not ever again. She stretched a little, arching her back as they made their way through the crowd.

"He's been going on for ages about that turkey leg," Charlie laughed, her blue eyes scanning the area, but she was also very aware of the man by her side. "If I can get some fish and chips and..." her voice trailed a moment. "A nice, red, crunchy apple," she smiled broadly. "I'll be the happiest girl alive." Of course, she already was the happiest she could ever be. Tal had finally made it clear what his intentions were. That alone could sustain her more than any bit of exotic fruit or the joy she got out of building things. "So, we'll have to stop by the piers to pick up the fish," she said with a wink. "Think you can manage?"

Charlie had no doubt that Tal very well could. The man was skilled and savvy, the kind of man anyone would be glad to have watching his back. But it was fun to tease him nonetheless. And she loved him all the more that he let her.

Kirturok found her flustered and aroused state rather arousing himself and he throbbed between his legs. His eyes never left the girl's as he reached out and leaned toward her. "I can take that ache away, but we need someplace more secluded, unless you prefer that I show you a few things here... in the grass... by the ponds...." he looked around and thought of simply showing her, regardless of her protests - though he doubted there would be many.

"I would love to usher you into womanhood Alexandria." he said, breathing out her full name. "I can smell you, and you reek of being ripe and lush, just waiting to be plucked, hanging low on the vine." By now his was close enough that one arm had slipped arounf her, his hand settled on her lower back while the other massaged up one thigh, though the dress separated flesh from flesh.

"I will take you Alexandrai, an show you all the pleasures of the flesh. I will take you, claim you and you will belong to no other. Only me." he told her, his voice low, his breath almost hot as it wafted over the skin of her face, her neck. The hand on her thigh moved up her body, finding the hem along her bustline, the pads of his fingers teasing over those soft round swells. She was so beautiful, and so, so soft. Innocent and pure, undefiled and whole.

His lips pressed to the side of her neck now, and with his hand at her back she could not run away even if she'd wanted to. Kirturok's mouth was gentle and yet masculine. There was no mistaking the types of kisses he plied over her skin. The soft sweet flesh of her neck was like an aphrodisiac, and Kirturok's own desire grew by leaps and bounds. "Have you ever had anyone tell you that they needed you? That they wanted you?" he asked her, fingers still teasing her ripe perky swells and his tongue laved up behind her ear and then up and around that delicate outer shell before he pressed the tip into her ear.

It only lasted a moment and Kirturok soon drew back. "Have you ever seen a man before?"]/b] he asked, and knew she had not. "I want to taste you sweet girl. I can smell you and I wish to experience it." he said simply and the hand at those soft swells moved and was sliding up her soft creamy thigh, but this time under her skirts.

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Tal noticed how Charlotte stretched like a contented cat and her back arched, her breasts on display. There were a number of looks but Tal was not worried and was quite proud to be with her and showing her off. It took no small bit of willpower not to caress those wonderful breasts, but this was not a sexual excursion. With a nod he said, "I am sure I can manage to get you to the pier. If we do so on the way back then your food might remain hot!" he said. The turkey leg was bound to be cold by the time they got it back, but it was no matter. Herbs and spices and smoky goodness... it would not be bothered. Yet the spices and the batter they mixed up for the fish would become soggy if not eaten in a short time.

Hand still resting on Charlie's backside Tal still kept a close eye on their surroundings. The sun was bright today and it made the market that much more colorful. Tal smiled at her, the market behind them now for the most part and he leaned over and bent down a little, his lips seeking hers for a kiss.

"Now that I've kissed you, I don't want to stop." he admitted, and stopped walking to kiss her more fully, a soft moan given to her as he did so.

Alex squeaked, unable to control herself as Kirturok let his hands possessively roam her body. She made no move to stop him, the sensations he was stirring felt too good to just stifle. The thought of him being the one to ease this sudden ache and relieve the tension she felt growing was enough to make her positively melt. Never had anyone spoken such pretty words to her before. And she decided no one ever would...except for Kirturok.

Kirturok's words were like honey dripping slowly from the honeycomb. Alex wanted to hear more, to feel more. Her dark eyes looked into his, though she became painfully aware of his hand on her thigh. The secrets it would find if it pressed onward up her skirt! Oh yes! Seek those secrets! She wanted him to! And with that, she felt herself gush, her inner thighs sopping wet as her untouched cunt slowly began to seethe.

"No," Alex panted. "No one has." She licked her lips and suddenly she wanted Kirturok to rip down her neckline and explore her breasts. Just what were these thoughts? So foreign, yet so delicious! "And I..." she continued, a soft whimper catching in her throat as she felt her cunt twitch. "I've never seen a man."

~~~

Charlie couldn't help but smile as Tal and she continued their walk through the market. She was his girl now. And even if they were the only ones to know, it hardly mattered. Just the way he looked at her said it all and it made her feel warm from head to toe.

When they finally made it past the worst of the crowds, Tal spun her around and smiled at her. Charlie felt that flutter she always got when he gave her a look, but this...this was different. When he leaned down to kiss her, she felt her knees go weak. Oh, this man knew how to light a fire! And she was the moth flying to his flame! Her mouth responded eagerly to his, the earlier passion no less present than it had been before. He tasted wonderful, she'd never get enough.

"Mmm...hold onto that thought," Charlie whispered, a smile playing on her lips. "You just might get what you want." She brought a hand up and gently caressed his hair and then down along his face. Resting her hand against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his beating heart, she knew if she could...she'd give him everything he wanted.

The smell of her sex was overwhelming now, pungent and sweet, and Kirturok rumbled deep in his chest. His hand continued that slide up her soft thigh and his mouth ended on hers, kissing her fully. Her lips were soft and lush, and he teased the seam of them with the tip of his tongue as his hand slipped up to the apex of her thighs, feeling the wetness there as her cunt literally wept for him.

Breaking the kiss he looked at her with feigned surprise and pulled his hand from beneath her skirts, fingers glistening with her lubrication. He smelled her essence, nostrils flaring and then slicked his fingers clean. "You taste divine, Alexandria. Your elders did say to take care of you, and I plan t take care of you in ways that they might never have imagined." He spoke softly and then that hand slipped under her skirts again, fingers slipping under the fabric and rubbing across her virgin sex as he grabbed the panties by the crotch and wrenched them away, the tearing of fabric muffled underneath her skirts but leaving her nether regions bare as he pulled the panties out from beneath those skirts, the wetness so apparent with the dry parts.

Kirturok's tongue swept over her liquid and his eyes danced. "Would you like me to taste you more intimately than... this?" he asked, and swiped his tongue across her saked panties again, the cloth unable to hold the saturation and small rivulets actually running down over his wrist and then down his forearm. Kirturok caught those strays as well, his face a picture of bliss. "Would you welcome my tongue on you? Welcome me to taste your womanhood like a fine wine? Welcome my tongue to invade your body?" he asked, and his free hand caught her face and forced her to look at him.


The kiss was as sweet as the first one had been and Tal smiled as she continued her teasing game. He smirked at her though. "I always get what I want." he told her with confidence and as her hand rested on his chest and his heart beat beneath her palm he patted her ass like he was reassuring her of something. "It beats for you, you know." he told her, his voice scarcely more than a whisper.

Leaning into her he tilted his head down and nipped at her neck, sucking softly, marking her almost.... almost but not quite. he could feel her pulse in her neck and he kissed along that line and felt his desire growing once more. What was it about this woman that kept him so aroused?

"We should get the food and get back. If we're gone too long then I just might ravage you under the wharf." he told her, though there was little jest in his tone. Reluctantly he pulled away but he took her hand, twining his fingers with herss, and they continued on their way.

Gable's was the place by the grainery that her father had spoken of. They had a smokehouse there and smaoked all sorts of meats, and it was not often they got in turkeys, though they had been instructed to let Charlie's dad know when they were available. He actually preferred the leg to the white breast meat, claiming it was juicier, and of course it had a built-in handle.

The man behind the counter recognized Charlotte and produced the leg that her father had ordered and it was not long that they were on their way.

Her mind was literally spinning as Kirurok's mouth found hers again, his lips so soft as they explored. Alex was reeling, softly whimpering as she felt his hand move up her thigh and brush against her aching sex, nothing but a thin bit of fabric separating his fingers from her flesh. It was agony, she wanted more and just as she found herself ready to shift, he pulled his hand away. She could see her own wetness, the glistening damp that coated his fingers as he drew them into his mouth.

Oh, Alex was beside herself. Her heart was racing and that ache was only steadily becoming worse. If Kirturok could in fact take care of it, then she wanted him to...straight away! Suddenly, his hand was back under her skirt and without even realizing it, her legs slightly spread of their own accord. There was the soft sound of fabric being torn and then she she saw Kirturok's hand presenting her ruined panties, soaked, dripping with her juices in his hand. He looked pleased as he held them, tasted what she knew had to be her own wetness all over them. Oh, she felt so hot! The urge to remove her stifling dress, so very strong.

Kirturok's gaze was so very intense and everything she felt was so new...but she liked it. It was an admission she had to face. Alex knew there was nothing she'd like more than for this man to think of her as something special. She'd known it wholly and completely after what had happened at the Tin Whistle. She knew she had no right, but she couldn't help it and the way he was touching her, appreciating her. It was unraveling her senses entirely and making her desire him all the more. Yes, she wanted him to touch, feel, explore! She wanted him to take care of her.

Alex looked into Kirturok's eyes, his hand firmly holding her chin. "I..." she began. "Yes, I would." A tiny whimper bubbled up, her body begging for his attention as it seethed, as it ignited and burned just for him.

~~~

A flutter grew in Charlie's tummy at Tal's sweet, yet serious words. For all their games and play, she knew he loved her and oh did she love him. Deeply. She couldn't hide the blush on her face as he spoke so candidly and kissed her again. She smiled and let her hand trail along his back as his lips found her neck. She squeezed him tightly before they parted and settled for holding hands.

It didn't take them long to finally reach Gable's. Once they retrieved her father's happily anticipated turkey leg, they began their walk back toward the piers. She'd been craving fish and chips and there was no better place to get it than fresh off the pier. She could practically taste it as they meandered back toward the crowds and docked ships.

"What about you?" Charlie asked, a smile teasing her lips. "Anything catching your eye? You must be famished."

Her whimpering and mewling was soft and needful and the taste of her burst on his tongue as he tasted her effluence from her panties and on his hand. Kirturok's eyes were steady on hers as she admitted she might wish for him to taste her more intimately, to force his tongue into her, and Kirturok moved her a bit, his hand on her tummy as he applied pressure and pushed her back to lie on the grass.

"Lie on your back and pull your knees up." he instructed and would move her if need be, so that she was on her back and her knees pointed up with the bottoms of her feet on the ground. Then, slowly, Kirturok allowed his hands to massage and caress over her legs, gently lifting her skirts and baring her legs, those pale creamy legs... and then his hands moved along her thighs. They were soft and silky, and Kirturok stifled his own groan of want as her sex was bared to him. Small and pink and innocent, ir was a deep color in her desire and she glistened along her widened slit, her labia swollen in her arousal.

"You are very pretty." Kirturok breathed to her and started a slow cascade of kisses along her left inner thigh, all the way down to her swollen cunt, her scent suffusing his senses, though he teased and skipped over her sex so that only his hot breath washed over her swollen peach. It was then a myriad of kisses up her opposite thigh, and then a watterfall of nibbles and licks and kisses back down.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Kirturok's mouth touched her small pink cunt and kissed her nether lips as he would the ones of her mouth and the kiss was forceful and then deepened as his tongue plied her lips apart, her juices stringing between them in her stimulated state, and Kirturok caught all her juices on his tongue and swallowed them eagerly.

It was then that he set to work on her, licking her entire slit, teasing her tiny asshole with his tongue and swirling around that sensitive rosebud before he dragged his tongue along her slit and to her softly pulsing clitoris. There he lingered, teasing and flicking, kissing and finally forming a small suction on the nub and laving the tip of his tongue over that bud again and again.


Tal was content to walk hand in hand with his beloved, and as she asked if anything had caught his eye he smirked. "There's a few things I could name..." he said, and gave her hand a squeeze.

By now they were walking along the boards of the huge wharf, cargo ships bethed and unloading their wares, mostly fish, and some leaving, carrying cargo all along the Sword Coast. Smaller skiffs also came and went, some with passengers and others with missives from all across the land. the best fish and chips in the city, though some would argue that LeVander's was better, belonged to, oddly enough, a man by the name of Preston Hatcher. it wasn't the name that made the man unique, but his stature. A dwarf by all accounts, the man barely stood at four feet tall and almost as wide, but he had a secret recipe, a dry seasoning that he coated the fish in before he deep-fried it in oil. The result was a golden colored and crunchy fish that melted in your mouth. How the dwarf came by the recipe is a closely guarded secret.

The balding dwarf was busy behind the counter, cooking, as his daughter tended to the counter and took orders.

Without much hesitation, Alex listened to Kirturok's instructions and carefully laid down onto her back. She stared up into the bright blue sky, puffy white clouds drifting by while the sounds of the pond waters rippling against the shore soothed. She could feel his warm hands adjusting her skirt as they brushed against her flesh and suddenly she felt his lips trail searing kisses along them. Unable to help it, she let out a tiny out a tiny groan. Whatever he was doing felt nice and oh she couldn't wait for more!

Kirturok's kisses seemed deliberate, almost calculated. And they were beyond agonizing! Alex whined when he ignored her aching sex, though made every attempt to praise it. Her skin heated, the flush traveling along her flesh and adding to her arousal. When his mouth finally sought refuge in her folds, she was about to pass out from the pleasure. He was relentless, mercilessly licking, savoring every inch until he began to pay attention to a part that made her body tremble.

Alex shivered each time Kirturok flicked his tongue across the sensitive bundle. Her hips began to buck of their own accord and she reached her hands down only to lose them within his hair.

"Ohh...ohh..." Alex groaned. Her eyes clamped shut and she felt her cunt begin to seethe. The ache he'd promised to take away was growing...oh, it was getting worse, but she wanted it. She didn't want him to stop! "Don't stop...please," she begged, her body on the brink of losing itself.

~~~

An unexpected gush between her legs caused Charlie to blush. But she refused to call attention to it. As it was, she was covered in the reminders of their earlier union. What was a little more? Of course, she figured Tal would be glad he'd managed this. But let him guess. Let him see if he can tell. She wasn't about to divulge. Yet.

Giving Tal a smile, Charlie stayed close to him until they finally entered LeVander's. She found she was more excited for her meal than she'd realized. Ugh! She was more her father's daughter than she wanted people to know. Then again, she did like tinkering with things. Stepping up to the dwarf girl—daughter of the establishment's owner—she gave her a smile and a nod.

"Fish and chips, please," Charlie ordered. "And how are things, Ellie?"

Ellie smiled as she acknowledged both Charlie and Tal. "Always busy," she said, her rosy cheeks cheery and showing a dimple. "One fish and chips, dad!" she shouted toward the back. "Lots of strange folk coming 'round these days. Not sure what for. They keep to themselves." She glanced around just then. "And to the shadows." She bit down on her lower lip as she began to wipe the counter. "But you didn't hear that from me." Her smile had returned along with the dimple. "How are you two?"

Kirturok moaned into her steadily weeping cunt and he eagerly lapped up all she gave to him. Her hands were in his hair and she pulled him into her, his tongue sliding between her swollen labia as he licked at her again and again. "I won't stop." he told her and laved his tongue along her heated wet slit again to once more swirl around her asshole, the flat of his tongue rubbing over that sensitive opening over and over as his hands spread her apart and kept her spread, her asscheeks and her pussylips both, leaving her open and vulnerable, her glistening pink bared to the world.

Once more he prodded at that tight pink vaginal hole and then brought his tongue up to her pulsing clit, her body writhing and squirming as he ate her pussy with fervor and passion, the first time this had been done to her. Kirturo wanted to bury his cock into her, feel her stretch around his thick shaft, and in that vein he reached down to stroke his member through his pants, his lips sealing around her clit as he sucked on that bundle of nerves.


Tal was keenly aware of Charlotte's state of arousal and yet he made no comment. Instead his hand settled on her lovely backside as she spoke with Ellie. When she ordered her fish and chips he held up two fingers too indicate another order and Ellie shouted back at her father.

The talk of strange people coming into the city piqued Tal's interest though and his brow furrowed. "What sort of people? Can you describe them?" he asked. He idly wondered if they were like the men he'd seen earlier.

Once Ellie would describe the men, or not, Tal wuld keep to himself and then would say, "You and your father be careful. If you see anything that you think is strange, don't hesitate to tell me." Tal said, and his eyes settled on Ellie's with purpose.

In a few moments they had been given their food and Tal walked with Charlie out of the shop and back toward the Market, which was still some ways. His hand resting easily on the swell of her ass Tal leaned down to whisper, "So just walking with me makes you wet Kitten?" he asked her, as if there was a conspiracy afoot.

Whimpering, panting, Alex had all she could do not to outright cry. Kirturok's tongue continued its masterful work on her sex, her entire body responding to its each and every lick. She was his instrument and he was the skilled master who understood exactly how to play her to get the best result...and sound. Her fingers tugged on his hair, her breaths getting shorter as he played her, his tongue dipping inside her only to then lick along her slit and then down to her ass and then flick against that nub that sent her body into a fit of tiny shivers. It was agony and she adored every bit of it.

"Ohh...ohh..." Alex breathed, hardly able to think. All she could do was feel, her body a steel trap as she succumbed to the pleasures that only Kirturok's mouth could bestow. "Ohhh...nngh..." she groaned, pulling him closer, her legs quivering on either side of his head. He was sucking on her now, his ministrations only heightening her arousal as tiny gushes rushed from her seething cunt.

More than anything, Alex felt a burning desire for something to be stuffed into her cunt. It was aching as it twitched and seethed, stimulated by everything Kirturok was doing. Never had she known such pleasures could be felt, that her body could experience such things. Oh, what a sheltered life she'd lived!

"Kirturok...Kirturok..." Alex begged, her hips gyrating against his face as he suckled her swollen clit. She was losing her mind, her body already lost to these feelings he'd introduced her to.

~~~

Ellie glanced over her shoulder and then from side to side. Her pretty blonde head then leaned forward as she brought up her hand to whisper. "Now, you didn't hear this from me," she started. Again, her eyes darted back and forth. "But I've seen some strange folk about, wearing some strange garb." She pursed her lips together into a fine line before she let out a sigh. "Looked like some kind of peculiar robe. I've never seen anything like it before." At that, she leaned back and her father brought out the two orders of fish and chips. Smiling brightly, she handed them over and gave both Charlie and Tal a wink.

Charlie dismissed Ellie's gossip and deeply inhaled her fish and chips as she and Tal left LeVander's. The aroma was pleasing and made her mouth water. She could hardly wait to take a bite! Her tummy was rumbling, reminding her of just how hungry she was. Smiling, Tal suddenly interrupted her thoughts and she felt her entire body get hot.

He...he knew.

Charlie's eyes closed for a brief moment before she opened them again. Closing her mouth, which had suddenly dropped open in stunned surprise, she suddenly smiled and looked directly into Tal's eyes. "The wettest," she replied defiantly, her smile turning into a smug grin.

Kirturok smiled. His name fell from her lips like a mantra, over and over, or perhaps even a prayer. Yes, that was it, and byt the time he was done with her sh would worship him. Kneel before him, as was her place, and pleasure him as he saw fit. Looking at her, her skirt pulled up, her sopping quivering cunt displayed only to him and yet to the entire world, Kirturok knew he was only doing what destiny had planned for him long ago.

Bending down her kissed and licked her heated swollen pussy some more, and gently he slid a finger into that heated channel of hers, a bit shocked to find her maidenhead intact. Oh now this was interesting! Kirturok himself had needs. Deep-seated needs that he would not, could not, deny. This meant he could take her soft rounded bottom... or perhaps teach her the use of her hands and mouth. That seemed more in order.

Pulling her skirts a little to cover her, Kirturok rubbed her pussy and palmed it, those swollen labia so warm and wet against his palm. However, he shifted his body and soon had a place beside her, blocking them both from a general look by his broad back and the tree that they sat at the base of. With one hand on her soft pink and virginal pussy, Kirturok used his other to free himself, his cock long and thick, and revealed to her for the first time. He knew she could feel the heat from it, smell it, and he wanted her to taste it.

"You will learn the ways of a man and a woman, child. With me." he said, and knew she would be embarrassed being called a child. "I am to be your man, and you are my woman. So you should explore your man, with hands and mouth and learn to know every part of him. Just as I have started to learn you. You should mirror my actions." he told her, and waited patiently, gently rubbing her cunt as he spoke.


Listening intently as Ellie spoke Tal's eyes never betrayed his worry. Men in robes could mean a lot of things. Strange foreigners or maybe even religious zealots. "We'll tell no-one." he promised the girl and left it at that, lest speaking about it in a public place put them in jeopardy. "You be careful Ellie, and keep your father safe." Tal told the girl without any hint of a tease or a joke. The old man was probably too busy with his restaurant to notice such things, and if these men did mean harm they counted on both the routine and complacency of men like him.

Outside Tal could see the surprise on Charlotte's face. "We'll have to go on more walks then Kitten, if they excite you so." he answered to her smug smirk. His eyes drop pointedly to her crotch. "I wonder if I could get you so wet that it shows. Makes it look like you pissed yourself. Now wouldn't that be something." he said, and licked his lips.

"What do you plan on doing about it?" he asked as they walked, though his pace slowed considerably. "Or were you going to count on me doing something about it?" he asked, a knowing smile on his lips.

They hadn't even been separated for more than a few hours and already he wanted to mount her again.

Alex let out soft, tiny groans, her grip on Kirturok's hair tightening as he continued to suck and lick. She had no idea how he was doing this or why her body was reacting as it did, but she loved it and she wanted more. That little nub of flesh that he was paying so much attention to...oh, it was just throbbing, twitching, begging for something as he let his tongue work its magic. Her hips moved, angling and trying to give him better access to everything he was tasting, sampling. She was completely beside herself, her body writhing as her cunt seethed and begged to be filled by something, anything when suddenly she felt the slightest bit of pressure. She glanced down and could only guess that he was slipping his fingers inside her wet folds.

"More...more..." Alex begged, her body so in want and need as she felt Kirturok push those fingers inside and stretch her cunt. It was wonderful, what she wanted. And then...he stopped. She let out a whine as he removed his fingers and gently cupped her swollen sex, rubbing his heated palm against it as more of her juices dribbled out against him. She heard him moving, shifting. He was planning something. But what? She could only begin to guess and her mind was so muddled that it was difficult to string together a single coherent thought!

Finally, Alex peered around her skirts and saw that Kirturok had freed himself from his pants. He was big, magnificent! And her cheeks immediately heated at the sight of him. Blushing, she looked into his eyes, those eyes that looked upon her with a sudden newness that hadn't been present moments ago. Just what had happened? Had she done something wrong?

Alex felt a worry twist at her heart, but Kirturok's gaze didn't lessen in its intensity. Instead, it only grew. He referred to her as 'child' and a sudden flutter of embarrassment gripped at her. She was no child! She was a young lady, a... But she knew what he meant and in that way she was very much the little girl to which he was referring. She bit down on her lower lip, her eyes averting for a moment a she tried to collect her thoughts. He was claiming her, ready to teach. And now she needed to be ready to learn. Her eyes looked up at him, suddenly eager and prepared. She looked at his cock, glistening before her in all its magnificence. She was to mirror his actions, to explore.

Nodding, Alex leaned forward and brought her mouth close to the tip of Kirturok's throbbing cock. His hand still rested on her seething cunt, her juices making it slick as his palm gently rubbed against it, keeping her stimulated, so very excited. Her lips slowly parted, letting the head enter her mouth first. She looked up at him, her eyes fixed to his as her tiny tongue swirled about the head that was in her mouth, so warm and wet. She began to suck much like he had on her twitching clit, mirroring...tasting and exploring. Saliva dribbled down her chin and she let her tongue lick a bit further. Oh, there was so much of him! How was she to do this if she was to please him?

~~~

Ellie waved and gave both Tal and Charlie a dimpled smile as the two left. "That I will!" she called out after them as they made their way back into the open air.

Charlie's face heated at Tal's bold remarks. The man was always bold. Bold and wicked and the most wonderful man she knew. Though how she wanted to punch him for that remark, to wipe that smirk right off those lips and then kiss him only to run away to see if he could catch her. Of course, she knew he would. And then she'd be in trouble. But, she liked that kind of trouble. It was her favorite kind if it meant getting caught and suffering the consequences with Tal. Somehow his punishments were always worth it.

Ugh! That man!

"Oh, I don't know," Charlie stated as calmly as she could. Though it was hard while carrying food and trying to weave through so many people. "I suppose I'll have to show you later." She paused, then giggled and looked right into his eyes. "You're hungry," she said matter of factly. "Admit it!" She poked his belly and winked and turned quickly on her heels, swaying her hips as she continued walking through the crowd.

Kirturok felt her heated sex pressed to his palm and he applied pressure just so, the heel of his palm pressing down on her clit as he rubbed, and a single finger massaged along her cleft, splitting her labia and playing in her wet petals, gently prodding at her entrance, almost teasing. His dark eyes never left hers and those lovely eyes of hers looked at him, seeking approval as the thick velvety soft head of his cock slipped along her lips and her tiny pink tongue massaged him, her eyes still looking for approval and acceptance.

"Good girl." he praised her, and nodded his approval as his free hand gently, tenderly even, slipped along her lovely brown curls and tucked those locks behind her ear. It got it out of her face and allowed him to see more of her as her lush lips wrapped so gently around that sensitive tip. In fact, that bulbous head was a mouthful and her tongue slipped along the underside of him, and he felt a rush of want and heat as saliva dripped along her chin and he just had to ask, "It just feels right, doesn't it love?"

The park was quiet, and though a few people paused, all moved on, and they were left undisturbed. Kirturok's hand steyd there, fingers in those silken strands and he pushed her onto him just slightly more, that swollen heady filling her mouth before he urged her back off, taking no more than the head. Kirturok smiled his approval then and gave instructions. "Keep your eyes on me, suck the head and stroke." It seemed like a lot to do, but soon it seemed that Alex had her routine. "You're a natural." Kirturok said, though he meant it as a compliment.


Tal laughed as she teased and poked, though his eyes were glued to her curves, her hips swaying, and he caught up with her momentarily. "Quickly, my Kitten, before we're in view of your father..." he said and caught her in his arms to turn her about and bend down, head canted to one side as he met her mouth with his own. The kiss was glorious and it was like lightning had struck them, and Tal's hands moved to cradle and squeeze her lovely behind as his tongue slipped past her lips and invaded her mouth, the kiss deepening and a soft moan wrung from the man.

"Do you know how long I have loved you?" he asked, and he merely smiled. He left the answer to her imagination and he'd take her free hand and walk with her back towards the Market Square. It wouldn't be long before they'd be back at the stall, and the three of them could watch the crowd, peddle their wares, and eat.

Alex liked hearing Kirturok's praises. It meant she was doing things right and it further excited her as his magical fingers continued to play with her heated sex. Slowly, her hips moved against his hand while she sucked on the head of his cock, her eyes fixed on his. It was difficult at first, almost tricky, but she soon found her rhythm as her mouth lavished attention on his weeping tip while her hands stroking his shaft long and slow. She smiled in between sucks, her tongue swirling and tasting, liking the fact that she was pleasing him and how nice he was making her body feel. The throb between her legs was strong, but he'd tamed it down to a nice steady pulse as his palm pressed firmly against it and rubbed.

She did feel like a natural, like this was what she was meant to do. If Alex had a calling, it was to suck Kirturok's cock! Her cheeks heated at the thought and she suddenly decided she could be a little daring, perhaps test these newfound skills she never knew she had. As her one hand continued to stroke him, she slowly let it move lower, her fingers gently brushing against the meaty balls that hung at the base of his shaft. They swayed slightly at her touch and made her smile broaden and her curiosity grow. Unable to resist, she gave him an innocent look, her mouth still sucking and slurping, tiny little noises filling the air as her mouth did its work. Her fingers brushed his balls again only this time she dared to let them linger, letting them fondle and explore. As her fingers did their work along with her mouth, her eyes sought his approval. Oh how she wanted to hear more praises from this man!

~~~

Charlie melted the moment Tal's lips found hers. Her body moved closer to his wanting to feel the heat emanating from him and oh so much more. Without a thought, she let her lips part and accepted his tongue as he deepened the kiss, the taste of him strong on her lips. Her tummy fluttered, her heart began to race. Oh, leave it to this man to have her giggling one moment, ready to hit him the next and then suddenly ready to kneel and beg! He hardly played fair, but she'd have him no other way. Her lips moved with his, their tongues dancing as she felt his hand suddenly give her bottom a squeeze.

Charlie gasped softly, her lips still against his. He was kissing her breathless, senseless. She could lose herself in a moment like this. Just then, Tal pulled away, his expression serious, his words causing her heart to skip a beat and swell. She smiled, her thoughts spinning as he took her hand in his and began leading them through the crowded market and back to her father's stall.

Just how long had Tal loved her? Charlied wondered...had it been as long as she'd loved him? Longer, shorter? Her face felt so very warm as the question rolled through her head. Would she ever get an answer? Would he ever tell? She was about to ask, unable to let it go when her father's stall came into view.

BLAST!

Biting down on her lower lips, Charlie just looked up into Tal's eyes. Oh how she wanted to know! But it would have to wait. She then looked over at her father and gave him a smile as they neared. The old man would be ecstatic to get his turkey leg. She peered down at her fish and chips that she held in her hands, the aroma still delicious as it wafted up to her nose. She heaved a sigh. Leave it to Tal to torment her like this...and right before lunch.

Kirturok watched her with lust-glazed eyes and his hand gently caressed her face. "I think you might have been born to serve me. Fate brought us together today, my sweet girl, and never will I let us be torn asunder. You will serve me, and I will see to you and keep you safe. I can see in your eyes that this was what you were meant to do - to take me into your mouth. Soon we will become as one in all ways, child, and I will know you in all the ways a man can know a woman. But I will settle for this for now."

His strong right hand slipped into her hair, strands drawn taut as he pulled her off the tip of his cock with a little -pop-. A thin line of saliva still cnnected her lips to that glistening head and Kirturok smiled. "You like sucking on my dick, don't you Alexandria? It makes your cunt ache and your nipples tingle, doesn't it? It makes you feel like you're on fire and the only remedy is this cock, right here, hanging long and thick between my legs. If I had to guess..." he paused, and his smile grew. "You worship this phallus." His gaze grew a little hard and she could see the steel in the man.

"Say it, Alexandria. Say you love my cock, that you love how it tastes and that you want to worship it with your mouth, your body...." his words were vulgar compared to what she heard in the Tower, and yet he spoke them as if it were the absolute truth.

Kirturok was sure in his words, and yet he wanted to test her, to see how he might push her. He was a man that had only met her a few hours ago; she was virginal, and pure, and yet here she was, slurping on his meat like a wanton whore, mewling in desire. If she conceded and did not run away, but accepted that this was simply what she was, he would proceed to subjugate her and make her his very own. To be used by him, or any he so chose, in any way he so desires.

His head canted to the side as he watched her, waiting patiently, her cheeks burning red. His voice when next he spoke was quiet, confident, masculine, and meant only for her. "There is no shame in it sweet Alexandria. You have but to admit it to yourself, to me. Accept it and tell me that you want all those things, that you are and will be my lover.... and then we can get back to business and I'll let you suckle on my cock some more."

Inside of Kirturok something had awakened and it watched with keen interest this unfolding play. Power crackled and ebbed as it awoke, and eyes like molten gold peered out from Kirturok's face.


Tal knew he was torturing Charlie, but that was half the fun! reaching up to absent-mindedly fiddle with the amulet about his neck, his family heirloom, he watched the exchange between Charlie and her father. It was heartwarming and he took a seat to begin their meal. As always the fish and chips was excellent and Tal would sneak small touches along Charlie's arm or thigh when her father was unaware, and Tal even stooped to lick the side of her neck when he'd stood to discard the trash. Even in this she tasted heavenly.

By now the Market was winding down and Tal would help Charlie and her father pack things away. Luckily they didn't have to lug it all back to their home shop, as one of the vendors right in the Market had his permanent shop here and let them use a small space overnight to keep their things.

"I'm going to go down and walk the wharfs for a bit." Charlie's dad announced and trusting his daughter and his old friend, would bid them farewell. Tal would wave and as her father disappeared into the slowly thinning crowd he turned to the lovely redhaired girl. "So, Kitten, what would you like to get up to? Shall we investigate these mysterious men that seem to be plaguing our fair city? Or perhaps I should teach you some of the finer points of swordplay? Though I suppose that depends on which sword I might be referring to." his grin was easygoing and teasing.

Kirturok's words seared her soul. Never had Alex heard such scandalous talk. If her aunt and uncle knew what she was doing, hearing, any of this...they'd lock her away and throw away the key! So far in her short life, she'd known very little when it came to human interaction. Most of her knowledge came from things she's learned from Nissa. However there had been a time or two when she'd accidentally overheard her aunt and uncle in their bedchamber. Once she'd even seen them! Their bodies had been in the most peculiar of positions, her Uncle Ellis' hands gripping her Aunt Lydia's hips as he drove himself into her from behind. They'd been naked and sweaty and the grunts pouring from their mouths...

Alex had to run to her room and hide after that moment. She hadn't been sure of what she'd seen or why it had enticed. She'd banished the thoughts quickly before they allowed her body to become too excited until...until Kirturok entered her home. His presence had rekindled the curiosity, awakened something never allowed to shine. And now she was kneeling before him, his hand fondling her swollen labia, palming her angrily aching clit as her cunt seethed in want and the rest of her body begged for his exploration.

Looking up into Kirturok's eyes and feeling his other hand holding her hair, Alex tilted her head. Her blood was hot and rushing in her veins. "I love your cock," she said softly, shyly. "I...I think I want it," she then admitted through a tiny whimper as more of her juices ran down her thighs. Her dark eyes fluttered shut and she pictured that position she'd seen her aunt and uncle perform. Her heart was pounding in her ears and the water from the pond began to ripple, almost bubble. "I am yours if...if you'll have me." Her eyes opened then, a wave suddenly crashing against the shore. Despite the abrupt sound, she didn't turn away or let her eyes drift. They remained fixed on his, searching. "I..." she panted breathlessly. "I just want you."

~~~

Charlie savored her fish and chips just as she did each little touch she shared with Tal. She was certain her father would be happy with the match, but at the same time, the old man would be sad to see his only child ready to leave his care for another's. The timing and manner had to be just right. They both knew it and...it would probably be best to leave out that they'd already slept together.

That fiery passion had boiled over after years of being pent up! Charlie longed to know just how long Tal had harbored his feelings. For her, it had been for quite some time. But she was sure he'd just seen her as a child. That or a sister or...who knew what! It had been a confusing road sometimes, but now things were finally clear. Finally...right.

"You and your swords," Charlie teased. "I think you've become swollen in the head." She gave him a smile and then a playful shove. "Though why so interested in Ellie's gossip?" she asked, a hand moving to tug on a wild red curl. "Worried about men in robes now?" She giggled softly. "However, a good mystery has its appeal," she said with a wink.

Kirturok watched her as she seemed to ponder for a moment, which was understandable, considering her experience with this sort of thing. Her shy and demure manner spoke to just how much experience she had and to Kirturok she was like a blank late or a lump of clay - to be impressed upon or molded into whatever image he desired. Her words came slowly and shyly, though with conviction, as she spoke about what she wanted, or thought she wanted.

"I believe you want me. I want you as well Alexandria, and I plan to have you." Kirturok said, and gently pulled her head back to him, the glistening head of his cock rubbing across her cheek, a thin line of clear fluid streaking her flawless cheek. His other hand was gentle and tender as he stroked her cheek and pressed that bulbous head to her eager mouth. "Take me into your mouth Alex and show me you truly want me. Then the Palisades will know my desire for you as I make you my very own." he said. Kirturok wanted to take her here, out in the open, not behind closed doors, and yet they had to be careful. He was sure that her aunt and uncle had spies everywhere.

Between her legs his hand rubbed her swollen and wanton cunt, his middle finger plied between her engorged lips and played with the small pink petals of her flower. The small hard nub at the apex of her slit was wanting and Kirturok made sure to rub and squeeze it, feeling it throb in time with her heartbeat and still the taste of her lingered on his lips, his tongue.

Then a single word left Kirturok's lips, barely more than a whisper and meant only for her.

"Mine."


Tal touched Charlie's arm affectionately and laughed at her jest about his swollen head and leaned in to whisper to her, "That's not the swollen head you should be talking about here, Kitten." he said, and winked. Then as she continued he said, "I'm not worried, so much as concerned. When we were walking through the Market I saw a boat unloading men, all shrouded in dark cloaks. Not the sort of men one would think, and certainly no clerics or priests. I am worried that there is something amiss. It seems that perhaps someone is moving people into the city for their own means, and I wish to check it out. You know we've started training you with a blade, and I know your own inventions could have martial uses. I would appreciate your help in this my love."

By now things were done and they walked some distance behind her father, soon t arrive at their home. "On another note, when will we tell your father about us?" he asked. [/b]"Or should we?"[/b] He was not entirely sure how fast Charlie wished to move forward.