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To Save our Worlds [Bene x Digital Siren]

A smile curled at the edges of her mouth as Tre dismissed her apology. It was kind of him to do so, Eiri knew she hadn't made it easy. She still had those feelings, her fears. However, they were not Tre's fault. They were also unlikely to be anyone's fault. The Elder couldn't have known or more accurately wouldn't have thought of pulling her from another world. It was just a series of unfortunate events. They walked in silence towards his home, their bodies close. Being close to him helped out her at ease, the bond likely at play.

The village in which he lived seemed like it came from a fairy tale or perhaps even Lord of the Rings. It wasn't exact, but it reminded her of the books and later on the movies. She'd finished off the bread he'd given her and the soup was still carried by him. They came to a stop at a hut and she looked to him, "Okay." The word was soft and she slipped into the hut with him. She wandered into the middle of the hut, turning to face him. She didn't agree with him, that it wasn't much. She didn't feel like he spent a lot of time here and for sleeping it was fine. it wasn't what she was used to, but she hadn't expected it to be like her own bedroom or apartment for that matter.

"Thank you," moving to the table with him, she took the bowls of soup from him carefully, setting them on the table. Her eyes shifted to his bed and she shook her head. "You can take your bed Tre. I don't mind sleeping on the floor. Could be like camping." She carefully picked at the knot holding the two soups together and after a few moments it unraveled and she slipped the top soup off placing it before one chair, the second before the other. "I know you said we'd talk to the elder tomorrow, but can you tell me a little about the war. My purpose, in a perfect world.. About your people."
 
"Well... That's a long story." Tre started. He took a sip of the soup and sighed contently, then cleared his throat to begin his explanation. "It was about a year ago now. These massive stone gates appeared suddenly throughout the planes. From them, the Blight King and his army invaded. He hails from another world, like you, and seeks to rule them all. We know not what his home world is like, but we do know the destruction and blight he brings to other's. Along with his army of the dead. They use weapons like ours: swords, axes, bows; yet their weapons drain the life from those struck by them. Adding to his army. The only way to kill them for good is magic, something us Fae are adept at, but the humans and orcs in the outlying territories are at his mercy. They are not as gifted with magic as us. As for your purpose here," he paused, taking another sip of the soup. "Us Fae warriors are born in pairs. Some born alongside each other, others years apart. When this pair fights as one, they are a powerful force. They amplify each other's innate abilities, physical or magical, and work as a team. Often these pairs train together for years to achieve perfect synergy. Yet I was born without such a pair, a rare occurrence, so we captured one of the Blight King's gates and used it to summon you, my other half." he said, gazing into her eyes. It was a lot of information to dump all at once, but it was important to relay. Tre would eat more of his soup and give her a chance to reflect on all that he had told her.

To think all of this had been thrust onto her. A human. Yet from her outburst earlier, it was clear she did possess some innate magic. A most rare occurrence in humans. The information he gave her was the extent he knew himself. There were still more questions the answers surrounding the Blight King and this war against him. And it was up to Tre and Eiri to figure these questions out. A half-less Fae, and a human. The odds weren't in their favor.

"It's getting late." Tre would finally say a few moments later and stood up. "I will take the floor, you the bed. It is only fair." he told her. "Us warriors are used to sleeping in such conditions, so it's no real bother." he said. He then leaned over and grabbed the soup container off of the table and downed the rest of it.
 
The information was a lot to process and Eiri inhaled softly at the wealth of information provided. She had asked and he was doing his best to answer. The role laid out before her scared her. It was more than the darkness they were expected to stand before, to help defeat. It was his life being in her hands. Oddly enough she trusted herself within his, but she was scared of the reverse. What if she failed him? Was the cause of his death? The idea scared Eirian to her core. She could feel it there like ice and she shifted uneasily, watching him as he ate his dinner. Slowly, she forced herself to do the same.

In her mind she couldn't see how she could help him. She too recalled the burst of power and frowned down at her soup, a lock of inky black hair swinging forwards, swaying gently. She wasn't powerless it seemed, a small bright side for Tre... but.. She also didn't have the ability to control it yet or even the knowledge of how to repeat it. A soft sigh left her and it was a moment before she inhaled again. It was his words that made her look up and she nodded.

"Okay," Eiri's voice was soft and she finished her soup, the taste lost on her now. It had been wonderful, but seemed a distant memory. "If you're sure," it was clear she seemed unsure herself but she rose and moved towards his hammock. Pausing she turned towards him, her face unsure, confused. "Tre?" When he paused to look at her she shifted her eight, looking down. "Sorry you're stuck with me as a pair.." It hadn't been what she had meant to say.. and she exhaled slowly her eyes rose to meet his. "Would you sleep with me?" Her cheeks burned brightly. "Not... ya'know.. But I feel calmer, safer near you."
 
Tre looked over to her towards and hammock and gave a small nod. Though he couldn’t deny his attraction to her in that way, he would hold off on making her uncomfortable best he could. Sex to Fae was a way to destress and get to know your partner better, and in more serious circumstances make children. Tre had no interest in either outcome at this time. Though the elder had suggested it.

“Let us get some rest soon. Tomorrow we start training.” he said and walked over the hammock. Normally he would sleep nude, but he figured one night of discomfort would be fine. Trevan climbed into the hammock and stretched out a bit with a loud sigh. The Fae hadn’t felt tired until he was laying down. Once nestled he scooted over slightly and lifted one arm, inviting her to lay next to him and he would embrace her.

There was no denying their bond. The moment he even thought of spending the night next to her he felt relaxed. It just felt right. Like he had been missing something he never knew he had needed. He had a feeling that he would get the best sleep he had in years.
 
It wasn't that Eiri didn't find Tre attractive, quite the opposite. She'd come from a world where books were written about men like him. Ones that were both serious stories and fluffy romance. Tre was handsome and it wasn't lost on her. Hell, perhaps.. without the Elder's suggestion she might have been open to it. It would provide a form of intimacy that she would be hard pressed to get elsewhere. It would have also helped to relive some of the stress. It was more the Elder than anything else that made her dig her heels in. She watched as he crossed the room and climbed into his hammock.

The arm lifted, inviting her to join him. Eiri had the same problem as him. She didn't normally wear anything to bed, panties at most. Chewing her bottom lip she shifted uncomfortably. "Okay." The word was soft and she finally decided fuck it. It would be hard enough to sleep. She stripped down till she was just in her panties. A pair of pale pink ones, with black stripes and white stripes. Covering her breasts with her arm, she moved closer to him. "Sorry, I can't sleep clothed. It makes me feel like I am trapped." It took her a moment but she climbed into the hammock with him, wiggling until her back was to him. She thought this might make him and her for that matter feel more comfortable.

Laying there for a moment, she sighed and turned back, curling into him. The bond wasn't something to fight. She'd not been comfortable, her back to him. Though the moment she faced him, laid her head on his shoulder the tension left her. An arm snaked across his waist and she could feel her face blushing. "Tre?" She said quietly, unsure why she felt the need to say anything at all. "You're very handsome.." The words out, she felt better. For some reason it had been important to her for him to know.

There was one thing for sure, she didn't like this bond. It made her feel uncomfortable, yet.. very right at the same time. It was likely more normal for him, his kind. Humans with their shyness, personal boundaries and all that? Shifting a little more she laid her head on his chest. A part of her couldn't help but wonder if he didn't like this. She'd told him no sex, had meant it, yet now, here she was pressed herself, both of them as far as she was concerned almost naked, together. Her lashes brushed against his skin, as she laid there with him, silently, struggling with her feelings and the bond.

The feelings aside? She felt right curled against him. Being close to him was soothing. She hadn't been wrong about how her body felt, being this close. She wanted to ask a million questions, but she also wanted something.. something more at odds with what she said she wanted. She wanted a kiss. Good god, she was broken and she blamed the damn bond!
 
Tre watched her closely as she stripped down, surprised by the sight. Fae were no strangers to nudity, but the fact she was so willing was what stunned him. As she climbed into the hammock with him, he would wrap his arm around her into his embrace. A comforting wave of warmth washed over him as his arm rested on her bare skin. The skin to skin contact seemed only to amplify the feelings he felt around her. At his very core he felt a comfort he had never felt before; it was intoxicating. He wanted more, yet only knew of one way to get it. Eiri had made it clear that there would be no physical deepening of their bond just yet.

"Thanks?" he replied, more asking a question than responding. "You're not so bad to look at yourself, especially with less clothes on..." he added. The undergarments she wore were certainly cute, as was her overall physique. Tre couldn't deny his attraction to her spiritually, but now that she was practically nude he also began to feel a physical attraction to her. And with this close contact of their skin, he deeply craved for more. Tre wanted her now. Physically. Yet he had to hold back for her sake.

Perhaps this won't hurt too bad.

Those were thoughts as he reached down to tilt her head up towards him and lean over to press his lips against hers gently. Instantly he felt a rush of electricity run through his entire body. It would escape through his lips as he parted from her, and let out a content sigh. The moment his lips left hers, they ached to be joined once more. It felt as though gravity itself forced his lips back to hers, this time with far greater passion. And lust. Underneath her small frame, she would feel his physical response to their kiss as his cock hardened beneath his trousers, and bulged upwards to her rear.

After what felt like years, their lips parted one more time and he spoke quietly against them.

"Sorry... I can't help myself..." he said in a low voice.

Only seconds passed, but he felt himself longing for the touch of her lips to his once more. To feel that same rush of electricity again. To take this even further.
 
A soft chuckle left her. Eiri could have explained what had prompted her to tell him she found him attractive, but she didn't see what good it would do. She'd wanted him to know it wasn't his appearance that kept her from doing exactly what the elder had suggested. A snort left her and had they been something else, or had she known him better, she might have pinched or bitten him in retaliation. She wasn't upset by his comment and after a bit, Eiri was relaxing against him. The bond was strange, but she could feel tension leaking out of her body, the only factors being close to him, and the amount of skin pressed together.

Fingers slid beneath her chin and she tipped her head with his gentle insistence. Lips parted slightly Eiri could see the plan seconds before his lips pressed to hers. Tre's sigh was echoed by Eiri and as he pulled back, her eyes closed. There had been something when he'd kissed her, she couldn't quite place it. Her heart raced and she felt a burning need to kiss and be kissed by Tre again. Tre didn't move alone, her mouth lifting to meet his, their passions twisting together.. She felt him hardening and Eiri moaned softly at the feeling.

Parting, she panted softly, her nose brushing against his as he apologized. "Tre," his name a whisper... Eiri knew what she'd said. That she didn't want to sleep with him, that some silly bond or the suggestion of the Elder wouldn't be what got her into his bed.. The bond clearly had other thoughts. She ached, in a way she couldn't remember with any other lover. Some of her lovers had been great in bed, but this ache, this burn... this need? None had ever caused her to feel like this.

Shaking her head she lifted her head, "It's okay.. I understand.. '' kissing him again, fingers sliding up along his chest, her body shifting in the hammock. Eiri's kiss matched his own. With anyone else, she might have been concerned, but she knew on some level he felt the same way she did. This was no longer about de-stressing, which had been her thoughts before Tre's first kiss. A way to release pent up energy. It had morphed the moment their lips had touched. A small part of her cursed the Elder for putting it the way she had, a part cursed the bond.. Neither were enough to stop her from kissing Tre.

Two sides of the same coin, the other half of one of another's soul.. Their desires mirrored. They would burn together.
 
A blaze ignited in Trevan's heart as she returned his kiss. This was their bond at work. Proof they were linked at their very core. Perhaps it was the heat from their combined body heat, but Trevan almost felt as though could feel the heat from her soul as well. It was a comforting warmth that relaxed every muscle in his body. Save for his heart, which was ready to burst from his chest at any moment now.

Their kiss went on a bit longer before he pulled his lips back once more and gazed into her eyes from above.

"I want you Eirian. Not just physically. Our bond feels stronger than ever, I always thought it bullshit. But you've ignited something deep inside me. I ache for your touch." he said in a low voice, eyes locked still. "I will not take you, but rather deepen our bond and see just how hot our passion can burn." he said to her.

Once he had spoke, his lips returned to hers once more. This time with more intensity, and lust. As their lips interlocked, his hand moved to her stomach and rested their. Slowly, it traveled lower to the edge of her panties and rested there, silently asking permission to go further. Their kiss deepened as his lips parted slightly, his tongue slowly moving its way into her mouth to rest with hers. A low groan would escape his lips as it did.

Underneath her, she would feel his arousal nearly reach its peak as his length pressed against her rear. It ached for her touch, but more than just a sexual touch. The attraction and desire he felt for her transcended just sexual urges. Trevan wanted to see just how far their bond went. To see the furthest reaches at which they were connected. And deepen that connection through a shared night together. Tomorrow they were emerge a stronger bond. Two halves to the same heart.

But tonight, they would see just how far they could deepen their bond.
 
Just acting on her feelings was easier than thinking about them. If she let her mind interfere, she'd stop.. But.. Eiri didn't want to stop. Their bodies pressed close as they kissed, it put her at ease faster, more thoroughly than just being close to him. She could feel as their positions changed slightly, her body pressed back into the mesh of his hammock some, though his body was still beneath her; it was almost as if the hammock had cocooned around them. Looking up at him as he pulled back from their kiss, their breath coming quicker.

Dark violet eyes watched him as he explained his feelings, or rather what he felt. She couldn't deny his words, she felt them too.. She wanted to touch him, be touched. Her body burned for it. She took comfort in this seemed new to him. Rather, much like herself, he'd doubted the truth of the words about the bond. What he would feel.. She'd nodded even as Tre moved to kiss her again. She could have said no, fought.. But he wasn't doing anything she didn't want, didn't crave.

The touch of his fingers made her flinch slightly. It wasn't the touch that caused it, but Eirian was incredibly ticklish. Even as their tongues danced, she giggled softly. Her own hand moved down along the one on her stomach, the tips of her fingers brushing against his skin before she gently guided him to his request in answer, their hands slipping beneath the band of her panties. Eiri could feel him hardening beneath her, and she shifted against him, grinding against him gently, wanting to earn herself another groan or a moan.

Her free hand moved along his shoulders, fingers slipping into his hair as she pulled back. Only for a moment, nipping his lower lip before she kissed him again. Her body shifted, as she pressed his hand gently, legs spreading slightly. Another offer to his request. She wanted to feel him touch her and her body burned to return the touches. Something almost primal in her wanted to hear his voice cry out as she touched him. The desire made her body tighten.
 
Trevan would let out a low groan as she began to grind her hips into him, giving her that reward. His hand had made its way into her panties now and he soon felt his fingertips brush up against her sex. Inching ever closer, he at last found his fingertips at her slit; feeling the warmth and slight wetness coming from it. This earned her another groan from him, and he finally pulled his lips from hers to smile against hers.

No more words needed to be said between; they were no able to communicate with just their bodies and their actions. Tre moved his hand even lower until he could curl his fingers, and press his pointer into her wet folds. A jolt of pleasure struck him as his finger entered her to about the first knuckle. He curled it and uncurled it while inside of her, playing with the slickness of her. Waves of pleasure washed over him as he pleased her, only proving their bond's strength. Tre craved more, and pushed his middle finger into her as well; sliding them both into her at the knuckle. From this angle it was the best he could do for now.

Their lips were reunited once more as he pressed his to hers, muffling his and her noises being made. He kissed his gentler this time, allowing his fingers to convey the passion his lips had earlier. This would go on for a few moments until he withdrew his fingers and lips once more to gaze into her eyes.

With no words still, Trevan then swung his legs over the side of the hammock, her still his lap, and stood up. As he rose, he spun her slightly to stand her on her feet in one fluid motion, moving her weight with ease. As soon as she was on stable footing he moved his hand to her face and brushed strands of hair from her face and cupped it gently, running his thumb along her cheek. Right now she was the most attractive girl he had ever seen. Perhaps even the most beautiful thing ever. All he wanted now was to ravage her and prove his love, but the slow burn was intoxicating.

Trevan moved his other hand to wrap around her and pull her body close to his, his erection grinding against her lower stomach. His hand traveled to her back and rested on her rear, pushing her his to his. The proximity was already sending more waves of pleasure through his body, and with another groan he took his hand from her face and moved to also wrap her in his embrace. A smirk grew on his lips and he lifted her up so that their hips were aligned, and pressed against the wall. The moment her back made contact with the wall, his lips returned to hers.
 
The sound of his groan sent a shiver along her spine. A groan wasn't all that special, yet.. their bond made that sound etch itself into her mind and Eiri couldn't help but crave to hear it again. Tre took her invitation, his hand slipping into her panties, the tips of his fingers brushing against her. The roughness of his fingers a clear indication of his training as a warrior. Never before had she felt something like that and the bond only helped enforce how it made her feel. Moaning, Eiri fought the urge to squirm, to rush him. She wanted to be greedy. She wanted to let him take his time.

His fingers curled upward and she felt his index finger push past her lips and she gasped, eyes closing tightly. Her head fell backwards against the mess of his hammock and she moaned. She'd always enjoyed the pleasure of being with another, being fingers licked.. all of it... yet her body responded with a sharpness to his touch. As if she'd never been touched before or perhaps it was as if none had known just how to touch her. Like he'd been given a map of what her body needed, desired and he could fulfill it all.

She had no idea of the pleasure he was getting from touching her, but she knew the pleasure she got as he moved his finger within her. A second finger joined the first and she whimpered, the sound sweet, needy. "Tre.." His name was whispered, that need heavy in her voice. Their mouths met and their groans and moans were muffled as their tongues danced. Though this kiss wasn't the same searing kiss, it was sweet as his fingers did the talking. The greedy desires had not faded and she had just begun to rock her hips in time with his fingers when he pulled them back.

Whimpering, she looked at him. The sound ended in a chuckle as she found herself pulled into his arms as he stood. He held her aloft with ease, one hand moving to her face. Nuzzling into the touch, her eyes softened. Her hand rose to mimic his own, her thumb brushing along his cheek. He'd been handsome before, there had never been a doubt. Embracing the bond though, it was like the wool had been pulled from her gaze. Her heart and mind knew that there would never be another and there was not a lick of fear or unhappiness with the realization.

Another low chuckle as she felt his hardness pressed against her stomach. A hand slipped between their bodies and she stroked him, the touch almost lazy. She wanted nothing more than to bring him the same pleasure he'd brought her. She moved with him, shifting as he pulled her closer still, pinning her between his body and the wall. Legs slipped around his waist, hand still stroking him as her mouth met his. Her free hand wrapped around his shoulders, her fingers playing with his hair, a sweet, gentle touch.

His touch had set her body on fire and she could only hope she was returning the favor. Eiri wanted nothing more than to burn with him...
 
The flames of their lust burned hotter and hotter as Tre felt her hand rub his bulge buried in his trousers. Trousers that were becoming less and less comfortable to wear. The heat from the room paled in comparison to the heat emanating from their bodies. As their tongues continued to dance, he felt a single bead of sweet roll down his brow. Her gentle hand remained tangled in his hair, now damp from sweat.

Fuck its hot in here. He thought as they continued their kiss. Perhaps it was their combined body heat, or the heat of the actual room, but he could bear it no longer. The fire within was burning far too hot to contain within himself.

All at once he withdrew from her and freed her from the wall. Though he wouldn't notice it now, the wood floors below him were left with black scorch marks in the shape of his feet as he stepped away from her. Trevan would then hook his fingers along the waistband of his trousers and tug them down. As they came past his waist, his erection was sprung free and stood straight out. At last it was no longer confined by his trousers. It burned with the desire to feel her touch upon its bare form.

"It is far too hot in here for clothing now, wouldn’t you agree?” he asked with a wide grin. For added effect, he raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his brow as he finished his sentence. It wasn’t like she was wearing much left to begin with; yet he yearned to see even more of her. The temperature of the room had increased dramatically since they started, to the point a thin layer of steam had formed to fog up his windows. It hung low by their feet, and was just barely visible.

While he waited for that last piece of clothing to be removed, his hand traveled to his shaft and stroked it slowly. As he did he recalled moments ago when his fingers entered her and the pleasure he him himself felt at the time. If his theory was right, Eiri would be feeling the same pleasure he was. Another facet of their bond it seemed. When one felt pleasure, it bounced to the other. Though now he was feeling more discomfort than anything else. His cock was almost painfully erect, and the soft stroking did little to ease that feeling. It craved her touch the way a fire craves fuel.
 
Warmth ate along their bodies. Never had she burned like this for another. Their bodies glistened, wrapped around one another. The air around them was humid, weighty. It was hard to miss, though Eiri was more than willing to assume it was his village, the climate at night. While not appealing for sleep, she didn't mind too much at the moment, for the pair was not sleeping and sleep seemed a distant promise. When he withdrew, a sound of feminine protest left her. A disgruntled pout of sound as he pulled away. Watching him, she panted softly, though the reason made her eyes light up. Eirian watched Trevan with hungry eyes as he pulled his trousers down.

His voice pulled her eyes back up and though her cheeks were flushed from the heat, they deepened at her obvious stare. "Indeed," she offered in response. With his eyes on her, she slowly pulled her panties down. It was clear she was teasing them both, with the slow pull of fabric as it grazed down her hips. Lower and lower before they fell down of their own accord around her ankles. Stepping out of them she kicked them away, looking up at him, biting her lower lip. "Far too hot..."

A hand reached out, pulling him closer again. She just wanted to feel his skin against hers. That was all. She could stop before they went too far. Even as she lied to herself, she knew it for what it was and Eiri found herself more than okay with that outcome. She took a step forward, even as she pulled him closer. A hand cupped him and she let out a trembling breath. Fingers trailed along the velvety skin of his cock. The touch was almost innocent. The trail of her fingertips as she watched his face, lips inches from his. "Tre," his name was whispered and this time when her fingers touched him, they curled around his shaft.

She stroked him almost lazily, the feeling foreign as the pleasure she brought him echoed back at her. Legs brushed together, her own need spiking. A desire to feel his fingers between her thighs once more.. or more. For a moment, she could almost picture his tongue and she shuddered, hand moving quicker for a moment. Her breath came in a soft pant and she leaned up kissing him. For now, she was content to bring him pleasure, to touch him. It had always been something she'd enjoyed with her lovers. The feel of them, the way the reacted to her touch.
 
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