The Hero and the Witch (RoleplayMaster x BlueSix)

[BlueSix]

Once upon a time, there were noble men and women. It was a time of chivalry, of dragons, knights, princesses, and sorcerers. It was a time of epic battles, daring feats, and discreet seductions.

This was not that time.

This was a barbarous time wearing the skin of a nobler one. Battles were little more than the riots of displeased mobs. Feats of strength were a man's bread and butter, and mediocrity was the harbinger of starvation. But for those who survived, glory was their reward and power was their right. In a world dominated by the strong, the weak had no choice but to consign themselves to a life of servitude.

And Morgiana was no slave.

She had only to lift a finger, and her minions would swarm to obey her. Under cover of darkness, she led her army to the cliff overlooking the town of Yule. They clambered down the rock face and swept into the town, and before the watchmen let out the first cry, every structure of note was set ablaze. Orange flames licked the thatch roofs and liquified screaming people trapped beneath them. Taller buildings collapsed as their wooden support beams splintered into ash. Cries of loss and terror rose up from every corner of the town.

Then the main body of the army attacked. For a moment, the sky seemed to light up with a thousand stars. Awe turned into terror when magic missiles barrelled into every man, woman, and child. Children perished on the spot, women collapsed to the earth, and the men sank to their knees. They all knew what was to come - who was to come. Every red-blooded male would have a choice to make: to resist and serve as slaves, or to shame their lovers and live as concubines.

Screams erupted and passed her by as Morgiana, the dreaded Witch Queen of the North, marched lazily on the shoddy cobblestone road toward a buff young carpenter her men had subdued. She stopped in front of him, rested a hand on her hip, and lifted his chin with her other hand. "Hm. I like you. Serve me."

Her warm, dimpled smile would have subdued any other man in a heartbeat, but this one was married. She could see the conflict raging in his eyes, but to her chagrin, his conscience won out, and he produced a sneer. "Never."

Morgiana sneered too. "I agree." She raked her nails across his throat, ending his life on the spot.

Just then, she heard shouts down the street nearby, where a certain powerfully built young man made her heart skip a beat.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert Serrell was a knight... well... he wanted to be one. In truth, he was an armourer, who worked each and every day banging on metal, fine tuning it for other knights. But in his spare time, he honed his skills, swinging a blade and teaching himself to fight. It was all he could be, not being born from noble birth. He had made his own armour, his own blade, and even a helm that had the head of a dragon on it. He hoped to wear it when he eventually tried to join the Knights of the nearby kingdom.

Yet today, as Morgiana attacked his small village, Robert had no chance to put on this armour, or else more of his friends, or even family, could die. Grabbing his helm, his dagger, and his broadsword, the man began to attack. At first, he was the silent assassin, killing the minions as they taunted the other men they held captive. But soon, he was seen, and it was time for the broadsword.

Slicing through these minions was fairly easy. Sure, killing was a new concept that he would have to get used to, but all those nights training without sleep, seemed to be paying off. He cut through twenty of the minions, who didn't seem to know of the word 'strategy', before noticing Johnson, the local carpenter, die at the hands of the Witch. Running towards her, Robert cut through each and every minion along the way. And alone, he may have been easy to deal with. But now all those that used to be captives now ran by his side. A fight could make things messy. And all that valuable man-flesh could go to waste...

 

[BlueSix]

Morgiana staggered back as the young man charged at her with all his allies. Were he alone, she would have been turned on immensely. Heck, even multiple men charging at her could be really erotic if handled correctly. But this many men? With this much malintent? She more likely be dead meat than fucked. It was time to run. She pulled out a vial from between her breasts and smashed it on the ground, then disappeared in a puff of smoke to a nearby building.

The rest of her soldiers still fought. Charley, a young warrior woman in training, wasted a pack of spearmen before charging into the town square. One soldier after another she cut down mercilessly, and stopped only when she saw a dark-haired woman wearing the risque black robes of the Witch. With a wild cry, she raced over as fast as she could so she could strike that unholy woman in time. A puff of smoke was all she got for her trouble when she got there. Charley threw down her sword, ran her hands through her hair, and shrieked into the night. "WHY!?"

Even the stars hid their light as the fires around them loomed closer. She couldn't afford to dawdle. Charley turned around to see a dashing young knight standing alone, as ready to face the Witch as she was and just as foiled by her disappearance.

"We'll get her next time. We must," she said aloud, as much to herself as to him. "She can't be far. Come on." She started down an alley and motioned for Robert Serrell to follow.
"My name's Charley. I'm a warrior in training. What's yours?"

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert followed Charley at her insistence. She was fairly pretty, and being a low-born armourer, he never got to speak to women that looked as good as her. She looked high-born, especially with how clean and groomed she looked. And not only that, she appeared to have the job he wanted - Knight.

Sheathing his blade, he walked alongside the woman he had just met. "Robert. Uh... Armourer." He admitted, hoping that didn't put her off. It usually did, but with the current stakes, he doubted she'd notice or care. "You handle your blade well." Robert commented, his eyes roaming over the track in front of them, looking for ambushes and the like.

 

[BlueSix]

Charley looked back at him. Her hair whipped over her shoulder, and her stride shifted into a sway. "Thanks. You're not so bad yourself," she replied. Her eyes roamed over his body, taking in his face, his build, and the place in between his legs. A please smirk crept up her lips. "Not so bad," she repeated. Suddenly, a rumble off to the side drew her attention. The wall was about to crumble on top of her!

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert's eyes widened as he saw the wall begin to crack, vibrations destroying the wall right beside Charley. Wrapping an arm around her, his hand finding her butt as he pulled her close to him, he dove the two of them out of the way. "Oof." he grunted, his muscular body on top of her own. His inexperience with women was obvious, from his hand quickly moving away from her ass once he realised where it was, to the hardening erection pressing against her womanhood. "Sorry about that." he said, moreso about tackling her than anything else. He wanted to forget about his hand, and he hoped to god his erection wasn't obvious.

Looking down his body, he groaned as he saw the rubble that had fallen on his foot. It wasn't broken, but definitely sprained. "A little help?" he requested, lifting himself up slightly so she could slide out from under him.

 

[BlueSix]

Before any of the stone could strike her, Robert wrapped her in his arms and jumped out of the way. They rolled to the ground and came to a stop with Robert laying on top of her. She laid there for a few moments, eyes wide as she processed what had just happened. Then she felt her butt tickle - his hand was trapped underneath her. Instinctively she lifted to let him free, and regretted it a moment later. After all, it wasn't every day she had a likeable hot guy feeling up her ass. "Sorry about that," Robert said. Charley stared at him and lifted an eyebrow, unable to determine exactly why he was apologizing.

She felt it a moment later.

Something long and hard was pressing against her womanhood. Her cheeks reddened furiously. Charley opened her mouth to complain when she realized that this was exactly what she'd been hoping for, so she shut it. Robert looked down to see a large piece of rubble trapping him down. "A little help?" he groaned.
Charley pursed her lips to stifle a smile. "No." She let that linger in the air for a few seconds before giggling at him. "Okay, fine," she relented. Robert raised his torso up a little so she could slide out. She made sure to press against his manhood while she slid out. When she was finally free, she looked down at his prone form.

What would happen I copped a feel myself? It would only be fair. Charley looked at the rubble. After I save him. After some huffing and heaving, she finally pried the rubble away from his foot and hefted him up. Then she copped that feel. His ass was strong and tight, not at all flabby like on other men. Oh my gosh. He feels amazing. I wonder if he'd feel just as good in bed. What the hell am I thinking? I just met this guy a few seconds ago, and already I want to bed him and fuck him! What is wrong with me? She had to quickly come up with a justification for grabbing his ass. Charley coughed and said, "Revenge. For grabbing mine. Now we're even." She flipped her hair and slung one of his arms over her shoulder.

"Can you walk?"

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert had been hoping it was a joke when she denied him, when it came to helping remove the rocks from his ankle. Thankfully, he was proven correct, but not before feeling her hand against his ass. He understood that having a thing for butts was a odd thing if you really thought about it. Yet still, he found women with a butt fetish even odder. Yet as she squeezed his ass, he blushed bright red, wishing she had grabbed him from the front, not the back. While she may have had misgivings on her thoughts despite only just meeting him, Robert was a man. And he'd love to bed her even though he had only just met her.

"O-Okay." He stuttered, accepting the help as he got to his feet. Putting a little pressure on the ankle, he shook his head. "It might be better tomorrow, but right now, I can't." He confessed. "Do you mind?" he asked, raising his arm a little, as if to wrap it around her shoulders for some more support.

As the pair exited the alleyway, Rob stopped dead in his tracks. A few houses were burning, a few completely destroyed. His house was one of the latter, simply a pile of rubble. "That fucking bitch." he muttered. "I'm going to kill her next time I see her." he promised, his eyes glued to his home.

"That's my home." he finally explained, pointing to the rubble. "I don't suppose you have anywhere I can rest for the night?"

 

[BlueSix]

As Robert and Charley limped for the main road, they stopped when they witnessed all the destruction wrought on the town. Robert's expression darkened when he saw his own house, completely leveled with the last flames flickering out along the foundation. "That fucking bitch," he muttered to himself. "I'm going to kill her next time I see her."

He pointed to the ash heap and explained, "That's my home."
Charley bowed her head. It would wreck her to lose her home and everything in it.
"I don't suppose you have anywhere I can rest for the night?" he asked.

Charley perked up. Rest for the night? With me? Can he ever! I should be sorrier about the loss of your house, but I can't wait for us to be alone. Excited at the prospect, she bubbled out a string of descriptions. "I do! When I came to town, I found a waterfall and a stream along the way. The water there is clean, and the grass is unbelievably soft. The dew that falls on it every morning makes the grass sparkle like a thousand jewels in the sunlight. There's a big rock nearby where we can set you down and take cover for the night, and I hear there are medicinal herbs in the surrounding forest too. Oh, you're going to love the place. At least, I do! I could almost live there if I didn't have to eat. Which I do, unfortunately. I mean, not that that's a bad thing, you know, because food is good. But I don't overeat! Do I look like I overeat? I don't look like I overeat. I work out. Not to brag or anything, but I'm pretty handy with a bow and arrow, and..."

She continued to bubble on as she carried him to the spot she described. "...and then I socked that raspberry crackpot in the nose, and after that, her boyfriend- oh look, here we are!" She laid him against the rock and, hands shaking, withdrew a roll of bandages from her bag. "I'm going to bind up your foot, okay? So hold still and try not to- uh, never mind, just hold still please." She picked up his sprained foot, tried wrapping it in midair, set it on her leg, tried wrapping it again, and alternated a few times before settling on using her leg to hold up his foot. The bandages had to be unwrapped a few times to work out the wrinkles. By the time she finished, the sky was pitch-dark.

Charley wiped a few beads of sweat from her forehead. "Whew! That's done. Now we rest." She flipped onto all fours and started to crawl over to Robert. When she came within an inch of his face, she paused to gaze longingly into his eyes, sat down on his crotch, and nestled into his neck. "Mm, you're warm," she murmured in his ear. Charley made sure to shift and grind a little to stimulate him.

Then she reached down to feel his manhood. I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm doing this. Though the fabric made judging his size difficult, his girth and base length had to be easily the biggest she'd found thus far. She started drawing absent kisses on his neck while imagining how he might feel inside her.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

He smiled a little as she began to rattle on and on about anything and everything, actually enjoying the sound of her voice. It was a nice distraction from the pain in his foot. Well, that, and the smells of her perfume. True to her word, the place she took him to was beautiful, though the night was getting darker as they got there. Charley seemed to struggle a bit as she bound his foot, but she finally managed, and he was surprised by her next actions.

"Oh." He said softly, in surprise as she sat down on him. She was merely a dark silhouette, so he had no idea what she had been doing until he felt her grind against him. Her hot breath against his ear, he could feel his cock twitch against her butt. Her kisses drove him wild from lust, yet his confusion and shock had him basically frozen in place. "You're... You're good at that." he breathed softly, sighing happily. Unsure what to do, his inexperience fairly obvious, his hand simply moved to her head, running through her hair as she kissed his neck.

 

[BlueSix]

Initially, Charley had been unsure whether Robert wanted this. He's hot, I'm hot, he's hard, I'm aroused; this is okay, right? But when he ran his hand through her hair and told her she was good at what she was doing, he drove her wild. He wants me! He really wants me! Gods, this has got to be one of the better days of my life.

She didn't fail to notice his inexperience, so she decided he was going to learn. The first lesson would be an intro to all the ways to please a man, starting with a little masturbation. She smiled and giggled into his neck as she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. But she did not free his manhood, instead only dropping his pants to let it spring out through his underwear. Teasing came first. Charley ripped off her leather jacket, pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it away, then wrapped her arms around Robert's neck and arched her supple breasts up to his mouth.

Her breasts were soft and creamy like warm, silk pillows. They tasted sweet and slightly salty on his tongue, an unforgettable flavor that could leave him wanting more. Charley tugged at his erection until it nestled against her womanhood under her tight leather miniskirt. Her breath hitched as it dug inside, with only their underclothes preventing full penetration. She threw back her head to give him full access to her breasts.

"Do you want me, Robert?" she murmured, reaching down to finger herself.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Feeling her eager hands along his pants, his cock soon felt the cool air, as only his underwear protected it now. His face was greeted to her breasts, and the young man got to work, kissing and sucking the skin at his own leisure. Her body was so tantalising. So delicious. He could spend days here, exploring the two creamy pillows that suffocated him at that present moment. But as his cock touched her womanhood, he realised there was an even greater prize.

She asked a question. A simple one. But he was still shocked silent from the idea of getting this. At long last, he replied with a soft "Yes", creating a hickey on her left breast soon after.

 

[BlueSix]

Robert's kisses made pleasant tickles on her breasts, eliciting hitched gasps and moans from Charley. So delightful were his lips upon her skin that she almost couldn't rip off her bra fast enough. It dropped to the ground beside her shirt faster than you could say "kiss my tits." But she couldn't think only of herself - after all, if Robert wasn't stimulated, she wasn't stimulated. Once her nipples met the free air, she shifted back so she could play with his manhood. It took her a few tries to grab it, since her body would arch and spasm whenever Robert took her tender scoops in his mouth. Once she caught hold of him, Charley furiously stroked and squeezed him. His length wasn't as substantial as she'd first expected, but he was rock-hard, and feeling his hardness made her correspondingly moist. Combined with the attention to her ample bosom, she drew nearer and nearer to the brink.

All he had to do was suck the pink little pebbles on her breasts to drive her wild. Charley figured that she had to make Robert come with her if she wanted him to have a memorable first time, but she realized that she had no firm idea of what turned him on. She'd have to wing it. With both her hands occupied milking his member and her mouth swearing and cursing into his hair, only her legs were left available, just straddling him as they were at the start. So she squeezed him with her legs. It was all she could think of - or was capable of thinking.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

"Oh fuck." He groaned softly, feeling her tender hands quickly work his shaft. She was skilled, and he felt as if her hands managed to be everywhere at once, though partially that was thanks to his small length. The young man responded well to the filthy words Charley said into his ear, complying if she ever asked for a certain thing to be done to her.

As he approached his orgasm, his grip on her breasts got noticeably firmer. This gradually increased until she began to throb in her hands. "Ugh." Rob grunted, orgasming and ruining his underwear. As he did so, he inadvertantly pinched her nipples as he gripped her hands, holding it like so for around twenty seconds while he rode out his orgasm. When he finally finished, his lower half a mess, Rob had released her breasts, giving them a lot gentler care now that he had control over his mind once more.

 

[BlueSix]

The sudden pressure on her nipples felt heavenly. It sent tingles through her chest and focused in her vagina, contracting it hard with longing. Her back arched and her head lolled back as a surge of warmth ripped through her and forced strangled moans from her throat. Charley swooned just as the full load of Robert's semen seeped through his underwear and onto her hands. The two of them gasped and moaned together, swaying under the night sky and heard by no one but each other.

After that glorious half-minute of heaven, Charley collapsed into Robert's arms laughing. "Oh. My. Gosh. That was...freaking...amazing. Ah...ha ha...We gotta do this again soon. I haven't felt this good in ages. For a guy without much experience, you sure managed to treat me to a good time. If you...I don't know...if you like my breasts a lot, you can touch them anytime you like. I can almost get off on breast-play alone. What turns you on, Robert?"

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Grinning happily, even if he was a little disgusted that he ruined his underwear with heaps of semen, Robert began to gently fondle her breasts as she told him she liked it. On occasion, he would take one into his mouth, gripping a nipple between his teeth and slowly pulling back. "I like um... d-dirty talk." he admitted softly. "And uh.. blowjobs." he added. "Well... I think I do... you're the first person I'm actually, like... doing anything with."

 

[BlueSix]

"Dirty talk and blow jobs, huh? I think I can manage that well enough. I don't much like the taste of semen, so I won't be taking it in the mouth, or at least won't be swallowing, but anywhere else is fine." Her eyes were growing heavy, so after allowing Robert to suck on her nipples a little more (which tempted her to entertain arousal again), she slid over to his side and nuzzled into his neck.

Chapter 2: The Curious Healer's Sexual Awakening

Charley awoke the next morning laying in Robert's lap. In the sunlight of the new day, the two of them looked a little ridiculous. Robert's pants were down and his underwear was yellowed, and Charley was nude from the waist up. She sat up, yawned, and stretched her legs.

Guess amazing sex also helps one to sleep well at night, she mused. She glanced at his underwear again. I should wash them for him. While he still slept, she pulled off his trousers and underwear, and paused when she saw his penis for the first time. She made a wry smile. It's a little on the small side, but kind of cute. Maybe I can give him a pleasant awakening.

Charley pried his shirt off and tossed all his clothes off to the side, then removed all the rest of hers, leaving them both completely nude. If becoming topless didn't wake him up, the incredible sensations gracing his manhood certainly would. Charley wrapped her lips around the head and felt it over with her tongue. His smooth texture felt amazing. There was a little lingering reek of last night's activities, but it was nothing a little saliva couldn't solve. Besides, there was something irresistably naughty about "cleaning up" after a night of pleasure.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert happened to be a deep sleeper, so the gentle removal of his clothes did not stir the lowborn lad. However, his shrunken penis (the very definition of 'grower, not a shower', was the first to react as his head was engulfed by her mouth. It was almost like a balloon was being blown up within her mouth, even if it's full result wasn't too impressive.

His gentle groans of pleasure could have happened in his sleep, but when his hand gently slipped through her hair, it was fairly obvious that he had woken. And was enjoying her talents immensely. "Fuck." He mumbled sleepily. Yawning, the young man propped himself up on a nearby rock, keeping a hand on her head to make sure she didn't stop her magnificent sucking. Once seated upright, the boy reached down, gently fondling her breast as she worked on him orally.

 

[BlueSix]

Charley dipped her tongue into his slit, looked up to witness his reaction, then chuckled at her own naughtiness as she swirled her tongue around the head. She couldn't get enough of that wonderful velvet texture, or the lightly salted flavor of his precum. He tasted good. Charley should have felt disgusted, but her mind was too clouded by lust to mind it.

In the distance, a certain shy person watched them from behind thick bushes, biting her thumb as she witnessed such strange lovemaking for the first time.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

The young man jumped in surprise as his slit was tongued, his hand tightening briefly on her hair, before relaxing. She seemed so good at this. Closing his eyes and leaning back, Robert simply enjoyed each sensation she brought forth with her tongue, his hand gently pushing her down as time went on. When he reached his orgasm a few minutes later, he had her head in a tight grasp, preventing her from lifting up as his cum shot down her throat.

 

[BlueSix]

Charley's surprise turned to panic at being held down. She did not want to swallow cum. But she didn't even have time to fight - in the few seconds it took her to process what just happened, Robert came into her mouth. Thick ropes of cum shot down her throat and coated her tongue. For a moment, her disgust nearly caused her to vomit on the spot. She stopped herself, however, when she realized that his cum didn't taste that bad. It wasn't bitter - it was slightly sweet actually. Slightly. But being forced to swallow, however tolerable it had been, still made her want to wash her mouth out.

When Robert let go of her, she bolted up and slapped him across the cheek. "How dare you hold me down and make me swallow!" she shouted, even as her mind reeled from how hot it was to be so thoroughly dominated. "I distinctly recall telling you last night that I did not like the taste of semen and would not be taking it in the mouth! What part of that didn't you understand?" Charley ran a hand through her hair and lifted her gaze.

Then she threw up her hands and got to her feet. "You know what? I need some time alone." Charley stormed off into the woods and disappeared into the green.

The young cleric, who'd been watching from the sidelines, ducked out of sight as Charley passed by. She looks mad. Better stay away from her. Yuna peeked out from behind the bushes again at the man leaning against the rock. Fantasies of being swept off her feet by a strong, handsome soldier still danced in her mind. My friends are always telling me to go for it. Men like it when girls make the first move, right? As long as he's not too sold on that other girl, this should be a breeze. She made a victory fist to herself and stepped out.

A nearby rustle sent her scurrying back behind cover. A rabbit leaped out, sniffed the air, and hopped away. Yuna groaned. I'm such a wuss. She gathered her courage once again and cautiously lifted one leg out of the brush, looking both ways this time to make sure nobody else was coming. First her toes touched the ground, then the balls of her feet, and finally her heel. She shifted her weight forward to balance on that foot and moved to withdraw her other leg. Unfortunately, balance wasn't her strongest feature, and after a brief moment of furious flailling to regain stability, she tumbled to the ground with an involuntary shriek.

Yuna turned over and sat up to rub her nose. "Ow..."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Robert silently took the slap to the cheek. "It was an accident." He said quietly, though he doubted if she heard him over her yelling. He had been too caught up in the moment, and when his orgasm began to arrive, his body seized up. That had caused her to become stuck over his shaft as he came, a feeling he admittedly enjoyed a lot.

"I'll be here." He said quietly, watching as she walked off. He didn't want to leave her alone in these dangerous times, but after what he did, she deserved to be alone and have some privacy.

Sighing, the young man began to put his pants back on, throwing his underwear to the side. It was at that moment that he heard a shriek, turning to find Yuna on the ground, rubbing her nose, his underwear hanging off her head. It had a strong, musky semen smell from the night before. "W-Who are you?" The man said, standing quickly and grabbing the sword from the sheath. He stood shirtless, blade in hand.

 

[BlueSix]

Da da da daaaa! You got an item: Your Crush's Underwear! Open your inventory with + to equip. Press A to smell.

What was this wonderful aroma wafting up her nostrils? Yuna picked the cloth off her head. It was underwear, and it came from Him. She stuffed it in a pocket just as His Handsomness approached and demanded her identity.

"Who are you?" he asked.
"Hi! I'm Hot! I- I mean, I'm Yuna, and you're hot. Oh, what am I saying!?" She squealed and buried her face in her hands.

Seduction Attempt d20: 1. Critical failure.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

The tip of his blade swung through the air, until it rested inches from her throat. "What I meant, is what are you doing here?" he asked. He did not know this woman, and the timing of her arriving right after his other companion disappeared, seemed all to convenient. "Are you working for the Witch?" he asked

 

[BlueSix]

"Me?"
"I- I don't work for the Witch! I just came to..." She trailed off into silence and covered her mouth with a closed hand, swaying side to side.