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Blood, Steel, and Companionship in Bridward ( Matsekkusu X ovalteenies)

Matsekkusu

Matsekkusu

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She leaned forward on the small desk that was set up next to her bed. Her palms on the surface as she inspected her makeup in the large mirror, lite by small dancing wisps of light. Slowly turning her head from side to side inspecting her work. She had to be sure that she looked her best since she and her, for lack of a better term, fuck buddy, where invited to a job from a very high up officiant. They didn't come along to their guild all that much, usually being passed to the higher up guilds and groups. Most of what she wore reflected her nature. Her bright, short read hair sat neatly on top of her head. Her make up, light red and pink wisps going back from her eyes to almost her ears, although they are covered by her hair, with a similar shade of lipstick. It took her a couple of passes to get it right but she stood up from her bend over position, hitting the table lightly with her hand in victory. She smiled to herself, a cocky smile that usually accompanied her roasting something alive. She picked up a hand and waved it in front of the mirror. The light wisps spinning around rapidly before disappearing into nothingness. She turned around and walked to the door to the hall, the only light cascading in from the window. She leaned to her side, picking up a small bag, red trimmed with a dark red leather. Holding the strap in her hand she opened the door and turned to the steps.

The guild hall was in its normal state. A few of the other members downstairs, mostly in a common room chatting about whatever. She didn't care. She was dressed in her normal adventuring fair. A pair of tight shorts hugging her largish ass, with two long pieces of cloth draping down in the front and back creating a dress like look, her uncovered legs appearing out of the sides as she walked. A pair of ankle high boots, bringing her height up to a mighty 5” flat. A similarly shaped top, sleeveless, on her small upper body, covering her small chest which ending right above her bellybutton. A pair of elbow length gloves, trimmed at the top with a light gold color and a small choker around her neck with a small red jewel in the middle. All of her clothing was a various shade of red with gold trim where necessary. If it wasn't for her small height, she would stand out much more so than she already did.

Reaching the bottom of the steps she looked around. Standing in the middle of the entrance room, looking in to see who was talking in the common room. She was waiting for Joshua to show up, or he was probably waiting for her after her many attempts of getting ready slowed her down.
 
Joshua was sitting comfortably on a soft dark blue velvet chair in the guildhall's common room along with other of his guild mates. The crackling of the fire on the hearth was just as audible as the murmurs carried privately amongst pairs who are banded together. He sat alone on a corner, waiting for his own partner to show up. Probably getting dressed still, he mused to himself. He himself didn't took as long as she did whenever they get ready, wearing a black leather vest over a black tailcoat with the sleeves lined with silver threads much like the large collars that pop out, held in the waistline with a black leather belt with a silver buckle. Over which wrapped his sword belt slightly loose compared to the other one but didn't fell down to his ankles. Clasped to his side was a much more elaborately designed scabbard; a long black hold with silver inlays of cryptic design along the length of it. With how slim it was, it only served true that a rapier sits snug inside. That and with how elaborate the curves on the hilt of the sword was. Black leather pants for his lower body tucked under black boots that are cuffed with silver. He looked like a sore thumb standing out from where he sat, the room having a cooler image to it than his own that was rather bleak. He liked the ebony shine of the color, his clothes always having a gleam to them under the light. His dark ash brown hair gave off a shine as well, a coppery finish that went with his pale olive tan skin.

"About time!" he sighed out as he finally saw his friend at the bottom of the steps, eyes wandering around for him it would seem. Joshua stood up from his seat, brushing his hair up with his fingers and let them fall to form a lazy wavy fringe over his eye as he walked towards her. "Took you long enough." his eyes went up and down her, looking mighty attractive as ever. He stood a few inches over her with his natural height. "Come on, then. The attendant to the king might not have been a patient guy." he turned over to the entrance hall, walking besides Deanna to the large double door of white oak, carved on it was a towering knight with hands folded over the pommel of a great sword.

"Escort for a diplomatic envoy." he went on as they were out in the streets, the bustling crowd going about their business mixing in with the carriages; vendors calling out their goods to passersby in their stalls, numerous groups of varying individuals talking at the same time that their words sounded like buzzing bees. "This is gonna be one heck of a job." he raised his hands and laid them down behind his head. "We could be riding along with a small group. That could be hard for us to get some alone time." he groaned. It didn't felt as queer a thought as it was back then, him and her having each other in the most intimate ways as possible yet remaining friends.
 
She stood there for a moment before she heard his voice ring out over the din of the other members talking. Turning her head, she saw him getting up for a chair and walking out. Inside, she smiled; which was cute seeing on what they would do in their "private time." On the outside though, she kept her same fiery demeanor. She wasn't mean by any stretch, some have called her hotheaded, literally. Some have called her stubborn. All of them would be speaking the truth. She folded her arms as Joshua sighed from the other room, raising her eyebrows as she folded her arms.

"Well excuse me for not wanting to look like I was dragged through the gutter on the way there!" she said loudly. Her yelling was probably the least intimidating thing about her which was mostly due to her short stature. The only time people said they where afraid is when she was fighting. When the firebug in her lights itself and she becomes a fiery locomotive which has a tendency to jump the tracks.

"Oh he will be patient. He asked us to come for the job! Why wouldn't he wait a few minutes. " She said, not necessarily talking to him as they exited the guild hall.

The warm spring air falling on the exposed parts of her skin, a welcoming feeling. She didn't say much as they walked through the busy streets, just listening to him about the job. She rolled her eyes a bit with the word "escort." Which usually meant some well to do, genteel priss needed something. The complete opposite of her. Bumping up against him as they walked, her short stature always causing her problems in large crowds, especially for the taller races that have to look down at her to even see. There had been incidents of people running into her hard, which on occasion lead to the fire brigade being called. Her arm, shoulder and a part of her chest pressed against his arm as they walked, her eyes keeping a lookout for any obstacles.
 
"To think, though, what kind of cash we'll be reeling in from this job. Diplomatic missions are mostly just travelling and stuff." he muttered to Deanna as they walked the stone-cobbled roads of Linharlee, the port capital of the country of Evelynn that sit in the middle of the great Crystal Bay so named for how the waters shine like gems whenever natural light shines over the waves.

The numerous people they come across would attest to its status as a major trade point of other countries alike. Being built in the central lower regions of Bridward. Many a race that walk the world freely could be seen here, even those that dwell mostly underground; men, elves, orcs, gnomes, and giants roam the streets to carry trades with one another, play a game of chance on the streets, drink themselves blind in bars and eventually have a scuffle or two after said drinking. During this time of day do the plethora of faces emerge to litter the streets and have them go about their business, a typical rush hour. Joshua felt Deanna's side press against him, prompting him to slide his arm behind her and grab her by the waist. They've been fucking each other for as long as they were partners in the guild they are in so what harm would grabbing her waist do? Besides, he wouldn't want to lose his only partner in the sea of people and have them be late for this meeting.

"Hopefully we got ourselves some new stuff for our dorm in the hall. Probably a new bed we can use, eh?" he jested before giving her firm ass a light squeeze. Joshua always find himself not truly getting enough of the girl. Might be her fiery attitude, the way she was in bed - or anywhere else they fancy doing it, her reliability, her looks, or all of them combined that led him not to even look for a girl to court. Their guild mates finds it odd that they still consider themselves to be friends yet the things they do are quite intimate. There are times that he find it odd as well, and rarer times come that wished he wasn't just her friend.
 
She didn't react as she felt herself being pulled against him, she simply continued to carry on the conversation. Her hip and thigh now rubbing against his leg as they walked. He wasn't necessarily the strongest person in the world, given his choice of fighting style, but it was enough to hold her small body tightly against his.

"I'd hope so. It has to be good if we have to deal with some ass of a politician." she said, almost spitting fire as she spoke of this person they where to protect. She smirked as he mentioned a bed, the corner of her mouth moving up as she let out a small breath through her nose. As they only had small normal guild beds in their rooms. "Sure. And maybe a new pot. I am sick of tasting that rancid...whatever meat someone made a few weeks ago." Saying as she exhaled harshly, aggressively stating her opinion to him.

She looked around as they spoke, seeing mostly the upper halves of people as they pass by, Joshua acting like a giant beacon telling people to stay clear of the small ball of fury. Which, seemed to go over a human's head as he almost walked into her, a rough, scraggly looking man. She brought her hand up ready to cast something if it came to it, but thankfully her small hand hitting into his belly got her point across, the man hasty saying sorry as he walked away slightly quicker than he approached. She let out a breath of annoyance.

The tops of some of the larger buildings poked over the heads of the people as well, using that to tell where she was going as she was practically being led there by him, noting the tops of some of the more famous or infamous places in their part of the city.
 
"Well we haven't really worked for royalty before, and even so we get decent pay." It was quite rare, for royalty to hire the likes of them for jobs such as escorts. They have their own military, why not use them? Not that he was complaining, money is still money. He laughed at her remark of that horrid dish they had some time ago, half in amusement and half in disdain. "Don't remind me." He was rather thankful she was able to keep her temper in check when some tall man bumped into her, a sigh of relief coming to him

In their district of the city, the second curve, it didn't took long for them to reach the inner circle where all of the higher ups locate themselves including the palace of the king. Soon as they stepped on through the large arch of stone against stone, the irregular cut on the road turning to a more orderly set of a pathway. The crooked, sometimes wobbly, form of the road becoming that of a straight structure; the smoothness of it was quite like that of marble, and it had some luster of one too. Just by the surroundings the difference of the districts were distinguishable. The inner circle having a more quaint and peaceful ambiance compared to the bustling environment of the second and third curves of the city. Atop the walls stood sun-baked towers of circular stone around a hundred feet, separated tightly as to cover every corner of the district and to say the same of the rest of the city. Structures in the inner circle are more sparse compared to the packed buildings of the second curve, and even more so compared to the third. Though not to say that space is not used to the fullest. Mansions and more grand infrastructures held lots that could accommodate five mid-sized houses.

In the midst of it all, the jewel of the ring, stood the home of the royal family, the seat of Linharlee, Castle Wavebreaker so named for the legend of its survival after countless tidal waves ravaged the entire city but barely made the stones of the castle budge. An octagonal structure of ebony rock, walls thicker than that of the walls separating the districts which were about 40 or 50 feet. A large tower pierces through the high walls which acts as the harbor's lighthouse as odd as it was for not being build by the bay, but the fires it produce are strong enough to help guide ships when light is scarce by the bay. The inner circle was the smallest of the districts in the capital and with traffic of any kind scarce, getting from the open gates to the castle was easy enough. The drawbridge was down with the castle open for guests and petitions of the people, solid wood allowing passage over the deep moat that surrounded the castle, water so deep that the blue of the water is only present a few feet below surface as the sun could barely light the rest of the depths, making it look like a deep black trench is below the waters.

"Welcome, Joshua and Deanna!" called out a middle-aged man in a blue velvet silk shirt with matching pants of the same hue and material it would seem. "I'm the royal attendant of the King Ferdinand Linharlee III and also the royal envoy tasked for our diplomatic mission. Come, come and we'll have you both briefed." he waved his arm and hand to beckon them both and from how skinny he was it would seem a hard task for him. Joshua looked over Deanna and nodded his head over to the man, following his steps as they treck on through the courtyard over to an office just beside the main door of the castle. From how the room looked, though, it would seem like it was a lounge area for waiting guests; well-furnished with comforts. "Please, have a seat." he pointed with his arm over to a couch of deep brown leather as he sat on another couch with the same features opposite them. In the middle of them was a short table with a glass center and a wooden frame, rolled out on top was a map of Brinward.
 
"Still, I don't like them..." she mumbled under her breath. She wasn't one for pure logic. Her fiery temper left little room for it.

She followed along side of him for most of the way, the ever intimidating factor of being run over, or worse, someone getting burned was a real concern. She didn't travel much into the center rings of the city, beside for the mage tower which she begrudgingly had to check in with periodically. There where a few people there who she got along with, mostly the more...eccentric ones, while the rest of the body of mages consisted of old or dyeing men who did little. The majority of the top part of the spire pasted by as she gave it a glare.

When they entered the inner circle, she stepped away from his grip. The crowd thinning out as the rabble generally didn't venture this deep in, instead it slowly skewed to that of the genteel. Ripped tunics and rusted swords, exchanging for brightly colored dresses and coats along with glimmering, decorative blades. Able to walk without fear of being trampled for the most part, walking along side Joshua. She ended up getting a few glances as they entered into the very center of the city, perhaps it was her dress, make up or just stature.

She rolled her eyes a bit as they where greeting by the middle aged man. She huffed a bit as they approached him. She didn't say anything as they where escorted in, her eyes bouncing around the courtyard. The almost peaceful serenity was odd as they just walked through a bustling city. Looking up at the main doors of the castle, towering above her far beyond any person. Her eyes opened a bit as she looked at it, before following Josuha in to the room.

Her heels sounding off a bit on the floor as they entered to room, taking a seat at the edge of the couch, crossing her legs. If she sat all the way back she wouldn't be able to reach the ground. Her hands in her lap peering at the map set between them.
 
"Right, then!" clapped the man as he leaned in closer, straightening out the map in front of them. "The job is simple; you two, along with a few guards, would escort me to take on the White Rush road and then we'll stray from the path and continue the rest of the journey here." he brought his finger down on the part of the map which Joshua didn't fully liked. "The Stone Forest? I mean, I know why we're taking an unorthodox path, but why the Stone Forest?"

The Stone Forest was named as such for how thick the lay of the land is, trees are often found packed together that they barely give room for passage and the trees that grow there are no ordinary oak or pine. Called by the locals simply as hardwood, the origins of the tree is unknown as most, if not all, records documenting the tree is either lost or destroyed. The few that remain in libraries only give out its characteristics; grey trunks hard as steel with roots stretching deep below the surface, its leaves are black as coal and just as heavy, making it so that it doesn't rustle yet still remains on the branches.

"My idea, really. Don't you think it's smart? Possible threats wouldn't even think twice that we were heading there! It's ingenious!" said the man looking and sounding quite proud of himself. "It's easy to get lost in there, too." For them, at least. With him working with someone as competent as Deanna, he wouldn't have problems, even if she does have her temper get the best of her at times. "Oh don't worry about that, that's why we have hired you two. My men aren't that well-versed in magic so, here you are." Joshua leaned back, nudging Deanna by her bare shoulder as if to silently say "What do you think?"
 
She sat there as the man started to speak, unconvinced as soon as she looked at him that this was going to be a good job. Sitting there, arms folded, her eyes opened widely as he laid out his plan. Her mouth opening slightly as the man looked so enthralled with his idea, like he had just invented the wheel. Her face, on the other hand, was that of pure shock. She felt the nudge in her arm from Joshua, and perhaps it was his way of asking for her opinion or to give her some signal. But instead it snapped her out of her shocked state and into one that could only be characterized as "loud". She slid forward, her feet hitting the ground as she leaned forward a bit, some of her cleavage, what little she had, showing as he looked at the man.

"Are you mental? Do you want to fucking die? Why the hell would you go through there!" saying, her voice quickly raising up in volume as she smashed her finger down onto the map, in a close approximation to where the wood's are. She looked at him, his small body which convey a life of easy living, at least physically. "Not only can we not take horses into that shit hole, but all your big dumb guards probably can't even fight! You need to be...well...like him!" saying as she pointed at her much more agile friend. "You block heads in armor will be useless!"

She stood up now, a slight aura coming off of her, that of warmth. She wasn't so worked up as to start going haywire, but she was ever so slowly working up to it. The lower strands of her hair started to move, like there was a wind inside. The heat from her creating a small updraft as a quick flash of fire shot through her eyes.
 
He knew when the man laid out their plan that his feisty counterpart wouldn't like it, but he wasn't expecting an outburst from her that early. The man looked at her in shock, as if in horror, leaning back with arms raised to shield himself from the girl while Joshua just sat crossed arms with raised brows. He decided to just let her push out steam, but the moment he felt her aura, he stood up quick and put both his hands over her shoulders. "Okay!" he called out with an apologetic grin and nod, "We'll talk for a moment, discuss things first." The both of them were contrasts, two sides of a coin. While she was quick to anger, he was almost always calm and easy going. Seeing that the man was about to speak, he turned Deanna around and have their backs to the man, Joshua looking over his shoulder and shaking his head. "We'll meet you by the outer gates, don't worry." he laughed for a while as they soon exit the office.

"Easy now, D." he whispered to her as he pulled her still hot body against him, walking like she was having trouble with it with her lithe body pressed against him. "Breathe in, breathe out, but without fire." he repeated on the short road out of the inner circle until they were now back in the crowded streets of the second curve. He didn't decide for them to stay in such a traffic so he walked them both on a wide alley in between stores. "Calm down." he said softly, working his hand to lightly brush at the exposed skin up her arm while the other went up to brush at her hair, hoping that perhaps he could have her mind focused on anything besides how she disliked the plan.
 
"If you walk in there and even a little kid with a knife decides to run up on you you are..." her sentence being cut off as she let out a breath, feeling Joshua's hands on her shoulders, pushing her down slightly. Felt herself spinning around, seeing the door she entered from. But, the train was already running. Her eyes opening wider as she spun around, her body cough under his arm as she continue to yell at him. A various amount of obscenities and insults at his intelligence, dress and other...things. She had no stop gap on her mouth. For a few steps she was all the way spun around being dragged out. Her heels rubbing along the intricate floor as her hands scratched at the air. The juxtaposition of the tiny little thing, being so ferocious, made some people cringe and others thought it was adorable.

She muttered to herself, a few words coming out coherently but followed by a trail of nonsense. She took a deep breath as she heard Joshua speaking. His hands gently running over her skin which was a noticeable degree higher, even in the sun, than normal. "He is an idiot! Why would we do that! I don't know about you, But I don't want to die. And bringing me along so they don't get lost?! What! I should make them get lost. See how they like that! Yeah!" she spoke rapidly, looking up at him, but at the same time, not looking at him. A small ember of fire flicked off her tongue as the sentence ended.
 
"It will be fine, we won't die." he went on with his soft words and even softer touches on her arm to calm her down, even with his gloved hands he could still feel her heat rising. "We've been on worse jobs, remember that lair of giant snow lions? We had a good run and only got a few scratches out of it, right?" his other hand went slowly down to trace the arch on her back, cupping her ass once again, hoping it would have a good effect on her. "We'll be fine long as we're together, hm?"
 
She felt his hand cup her large cheeks as she took a breath in. She leaned forward resting the front of her against his larger body, still radiating heat. "That guy is dumb." she said, in a somewhat cute tone, still harassing the helpless politician. She turned her head to the side as she wrapped her arms around his midsection.
 
"Yeah, well.." he smirked at her voice, a soft grin over his face as he started to softly massage at her round rear cheek, slipping a hand under the ling cloth that draped over. "We'll just have to make do with him." Feeling her breath slow down and her body to keep a steady heat about her, he felt her slowly calm down, his hand on her arm making its way to rub at her waist. "However big of an idiot he is." he chuckled a bit as he slipped his hand inside of her short to squeeze at her ass. "Now then, you ready to calm down?" A double meaning, in truth and not to say that his words were just one over the other, as he hoped that if he get her in the mood she'll put her fiery spirit down a notch.
 
"...stupid..." she said one last time. Nodding in answer to his question her head still against his chest, the sound of her hair rubbing on hit light armor filling her ears. A smile slowly came across her face as she felt his hands slowly working their way down to her large ass. She wasn't blessed with a giant rack, but instead she had legs and ass that some people would kill for. She snickered a bit as his squeezed her cheeks, her legs slowly separating as they stood in the ally. "...yeah.."
 
In her short, almost shaky answer, he leaned his head down to have his lips brush at her slender neck and with her legs slowly parting he slipped his hand from her waist up to and in her small top, cupping and massaging at her breasts. "Let's turn this heat of yours from expelling to just roiling inside of you." he whispered to her as he brought his hand inside of her short out to part the front side of the long loincloth, slipping it in between her legs to rub at her pussy, his arousal rising just from touching her.
 
She let out an audible smirk as he leaned down and kissed her neck. Inhaling deeply, her small breasts pushing off of his chest a bit before sinking back down. "I'd love that..." she said softly. Letting out a small coo and moan as she felt both hands disappear into clothes, his agile fingers going to town on her sensitive bit. "Ohhh....."
 
A soft warmth reached his skin even past through the cloth and leather over his chest as she purred when he cared for her intimate part. He pulled it off her for a moment only to grab at the waist of her shorts, pulling them down to her knees so he can have a better feel of her heat, slipping a finger inside of her cunny to rub at her sensitive spots within. The bulge in his pants gradually growing as he brought his lips up to hers to kiss her deeply. Her chest rising and falling under his hand made him roll his fingers against her nipple, light and steady as his finger in between her legs.
 
Uncharacteristically, she didn't fight him as she felt her shorts being pulled down. Warm summer air rushing over her exposed holes as she smiled up at him, a wide, happy smile. The complete opposite of what she was mere moments ago. Inhaling deeply as she felt his fingers slide right to her lips, kissing him back as her chest heaved up. Muffled moaning coming from her mouth as her back arched down slightly. "Mmmmm"
 
He snickered for a moment as he hear her moan in his mouth, his hand slipping out from under her top to pull the hem up and over until her small yet perky breasts are exposed. Already he could feel glances going towards their direction as he went on to fondle her, but he kept up with the touches, feeling her pussy slowly rise in heat. "You do enjoy it when we're doing it in public." he whispered as he unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out from its tight confines, twitching and flared, eager to have itself be buried inside of her. He grabbed at her shorts once more and her other leg, pulling it up and the shorts out until it was only holding on to one limb. With his hands grabbing at her ass, he picked her up and have her warming netherlips press against his member in hot embrace.
 
She continued to kiss him as she felt her shirt being pulled up over her small chest. Her breasts popping out, perky, as she inhaled deeply through her nose. She kept contact on his lips as much as she could, almost like she was trying to swallow him. Breaking the kiss for a bit and looking at him, smiling. "I love public..." she said sweetly, like another person came out of her. She felt her leg being manipulated her shorts being pulled out over her heels, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she felt herself being picked up, smiling down at her now. Her lips coming in contact with his head, a small jolt of pleasure shooting through her. "Ohh...."
 
The flames of anger were all extinguished from her in evident with that sweet smile of hers, so innocent a tone yet sultry in words. He leaned down to kiss at her neck again, harder in aiming to leave a mark on her fair skin. His hips went on to move in a wave as he grind his cock against her pussy, feeling the outer lips heat up and slowly moisten. The head of his meat twitched as it soon touched the velveteen entrance of her sweet tunnel, tight as he prod a bit, teasing her for a short while before slowly thrusting himself inside of her. Inch by inch he felt her slick walls spread, bringing them both closer to the wall of the store he has her back pressed against it and them both locked in tight embrace. His hips started to move, thrusting slow yet deep as he could manage.
 
Her eyes shot open wider as she felt his fat head running along her lips, teasing her. She looked up at him, her eyes begging him to shove his cock into her. Moaning, almost pleading coming from her mouth as she tried to open her hips up, wrapping her legs around his body; as much as they could reach. Holding herself up as she felt the cock slowly closing in on piercing her tight hole. "...please..." she said softly before she felt the hard shaft starting its plunge. She leaned forward, her head resting on his shoulder as she felt her walls spreading apart to fit the cock. She was already on the wet side of things, picking herself up slight as she breathed heavily, dropping down a bit after. "Ohhhhhhhhh..." she moaned loudly, uncaring if someone heard her.
 
Each thrust he made inside of her made his cock slick in her juices, raking in smoothly what it could only to find her wet again. The loud moan she made and her wrapping her legs around his waist only made a point that she wanted him, and though he didn't said a word he felt the same way, compensating in actions for his silence. With her pressed against the wall, he brought one hand out from gripping and squeezing her ass to her hand, pinning it to the wall behind her and have his fingers interlace with her own. He angled his hips a bit so his mound that has some thin hair would brush and hit against her naked own, aiming to feel her heat rise by grazing the base against her clit.
 
She opened up her hips, flexing the muscles to let the cock slide in and out easier, deeper. Her hands closing, grabbing the back of his clothing tightly as she buried her head even further into her shoulder. Her moans still muffled. "MmmMMMphmmmmm" She felt her fatty ass being grabbed tightly, holding her as she was pumped into. It wasn't the first time she had has his cock deep in her, her hole hugging it tightly. Sex was probably the fastest thing that would calm her down, she could be, literally, on fire but as soon as she feels a cock sliding into her, she immediately melts.
 
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