The Bounty Hunter and the Princess(es) (Revelations and X Count of Chaos)

[The Count of Chaos]

In the furthest reaches of our galaxy there sat a planet, much like Earth. There was a few exceptions to this planet, it's name was Ovius and it had massive deserts, and much greater swaths of temperate forest. The tropical and arctic regions of the land were much smaller. It was a land of plenty, but it was also still a primitive world, or at least it would seem that way in the eyes of a more experienced traveler of the universe. Ovius was a planet of mysteries, of old ruins still left unexplored, of secrets still left hidden. If we were to compare the world, it would remind us mostly of our medieval times on Earth, of a time of knights and kings, of princes and princesses. However there was one major change. It was a world of magic, there was magic that permeated the land, strange energies spawning fantastical creatures, causing items to be imbued with strange and useful properties. Another magic was wielded by the people of this land, that let them tap into this primordial energy. However this magic required a catalyst that would seem strange to most. The magic was powered and amplified by sexual energy. Sorcerers and sorceresses often became couples, amplifying their powers through marriage contracts that both gained from. Dresses, and clothing was specifically cut to allure others. Celebrations were massive, and exciting, as all sorts of carnal diversions were available and encouraged. There is no such thing as true equality, but for its level of technology, the people were arguably a lot more forward thinking. Magic allowed women power that they would not otherwise hand, and ability in bed meant one could gain more energy from the bedroom. Prostitution was legal of course, and a rather lucrative enterprise, especially as some courtesans were practicing magic. As a result it was a rather uninhibited depending where you were, but no where greater than Erothia.

Erothia however was in strife, and soon all the world would be plunged into chaos. A stranger had fallen from the sky in a metal craft of some sort. Scholars, mages, men and women of all talents speculated on what it was exactly. The man originally came bearing words of peace, of speaking of worlds beyond their own. Such a curiosity had to be kept close by. So the King had asked this man to be a noble of sorts, sans any lands at the time of being honored with the position. The man worked himself rather quickly into the kingdom, seemingly strengthening it, offering advancements for their own engineers and tradesmen to decipher. However as this stranger from the sky grew closer to the king, it seemed as though his lust for even more power grew, until that fateful day.

About six months after making landfall, the man had killed the King of Erothia in cold blood. Murdering him, with not even a second thought. He had eroded enough support of the king and gotten enough men to fall in line. The crown princess, the eldest daughter of the King, was meeting her betrothed when it had happened. As it had unfortunately turned out he was a spineless coward, easily brought to heel. He had gotten news of her father's death, and the change in power just before she arrived. The Stranger had specifically requested the Crown Princess to be his wife. A weakling he already made preparations for the turn over to him. Almost immediately putting the woman in chains as quickly as she arrived. He told of her father's death, of her future fate. She did what person would do when they found out their parent had died, let alone had been murdered, she cried. She would be set back to the capital, her servants would arrive separately, and they made sure to cut her off from any sex, any energy she could gather. You see, while at times the woman could control it, ever since she had hit their country's age of consent, she was known for a voracious appetite when it came to sex. Her magic was powerful, but it was also wild, and more than a few mishaps had occurred as a result of her raw power. Even her own people admitted she could be a bit much at times. She was a beautiful young woman, with a considerable bust, and perfectly shaped hips, her hair was actually rather short, but still captured her femininity perfectly. Her eyes were a dark shade of sensual red, and her voice often made most peoples' hearts skip a beat. Her dress was long, formal, and regal. It was white, with golden inlays and stretched as far her feet.

"This is horrible." She groaned, hating how the dress did absolutely nothing to compliment her body. In a society like Erothia, where sex was celebrated and encouraged, overly restrictive clothes were considered shameful, as hiding one's beauty was considered a faux pas. For a dress to be designed so unflattering it was insulting, and to place it on her, the Crown Princess. That was another insult from this tyrant. He had killed her father, usurped their kingdom, and now was cleverly depriving her of the sexual energy she needed to cast her spells. Oh, when she got out of this prison she would kill him and the traitors herself alone if she had to. However she couldn't do much, with her feet and arms bound behind her back, her options were rather limited at this current moment.

She started to crave it, her addiction swelling up inside of her, she needed the power, the high, the energy. She needed it inside of her, she needed it badly.

"Do any of you men need relief?" She asked innocently, hoping to easily bewitch the men guarding her cell.

"Sorry Lady Asa, we cannot. Everyone knows of your power, especially our lordship." One of them replied, his voice sounding young, but also stiff.

"Oh, I won't do a single thing, but you see boys, it has been quite a while, since I was last able to enjoy a man-" She continued, but was immediately cut short by the other guard, a gruffer man.

"Quiet you whore, we know your game, you think we'd be so stupid to feed you, Crown Princess Asa, when we know full well how powerful you can be. Our lordship would kill us, or worse make examples of us."

"How dare you speak to me in that tone, I am Crown Princess Asa, eldest daughter of Aphrodus, High King of Erothia, Future Queen of all of Ovius!" She snapped immediately, never expecting a soldier to take that tone with her.

"I don't think our master would mind, if we gagged the bitch," The second guard chuckled, fetching one from his hip back that he always kept for noisy prisoners. Immediately she backed away from the door, but something had caught her eye from above.

It was just then that something had burst through the clouds above the, what looked to be a big metal craft, hurtling towards the ground at an alarming speed, it looked as though it was dangerously close to landing right on top of them.

Asa held her breath, worried that merely more problems had come to them, but hoping that perhaps that this was a godsend. Someone who could help Erothia in its darkest hour.

 

[Revelations]

Around seven months after the first, another stranger had fallen from the sky, though on less than amiable terms with the atmosphere. Jericho Laurent was something of a bounty hunter in the more fringe sections of space, and tracking down one of the most notorious pirates in the galaxy had led him on a wild chase from planet, to station, to all number of places that such a man could hide. It was a complete lark the he had found some incriminating information, and found out that some time ago, the man had charted a previously undiscovered planet and was more than likely apt to use it as a potential base of sorts, with the galaxy at large none the wiser. Rather than report it to the proper authorities and risk losing such a bounty, Jericho opted to go alone, his ship streaking through the cosmos until he was ready to breach the atmosphere of the nameless planet. Everything looked smooth, everything looked safe, and as he made ready for planet fall…

Something happened. The engines sputtered and cyrcled, going from a steady roar to a quickly dying ember. The computer that had been so preciously crucial to getting information on the planet atmosphere and a safe landing zone suddenly went haywire. Everything that could go wrong basically did, and as Jericho frantically began to do what he could to at least control the ship into a ‘safe’ (Highly dangerous) landing, he prayed to whatever higher powers were out there to watch over him as he crashed, hoping that by some miracle he survived. That day, as a falling star fell to the planet, it seemed that luck was on his side as his ship ‘gracefully’ started to descent towards the planet below, and what little control he had over the landing ensured every possible safety precaution. Folding out the wings for drag, getting the wheels out for a proper landing, and from what he could see, he was about to land on… He couldn’t tell, but they looked humanoid enough from the camera feed he had. Bracing for the worst, he grabbed one of his automatic rifle, soon bracing himself against the wall and hoping he wasn’t about to become a greasy spattering of paste all over the ship.


In the end, it wasn’t a pretty landing. His ship hit the ground hard enough to send him reeling even after he braced himself, and numerous parts of the ship were damaged, the wings torn off and the engine likely critically damaged. Still, to the strangers below who quickly spread out and waited to see what happened, it was a miracle that none had been injured.

Picking himself up from the sprawling mess he had found himself, the darker skinned man slowly began to rise up, groaning out in pain as his grip remained on the rifle, the other moving for the emergency door to force it open. As the metal eventually popped off, his golden flecked eyes viewed his surroundings, aware that he may have a hostile first contact with whoever inhabited this planet. Using the door as cover once he knelt behind it, he waited for them to make the first move.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

Unfortunately for him, the pirate who had been his prey, and had been building up his control in these lands, also had clear instructions capture or kill anyone else that landed on their planet.

"Traveler, you must relinquish control of this ship, and any items you have on it." The Guard Captain who had been assigned to this escort ordered as the door was open. Unfortunately the men were given firearms, it was still technology far beyond what they were capable of. Some were armed with crossbows, others had bows and their swords at the ready. They approached slowly but it was clear that they weren't going to be as friendly as one would have hoped. The guards were alerted by the pirate who had landed and had installed himself as King of Erothia, not a real one, one who had taken it by force, not by right. Many of the high-ranking military though saw this as a chance to extend their kingdom to be beyond its normal realm, and to extend the kingdom to be all over Erothia. Not every soldier had fallen in line, and there had been rebels, already rising up, but there was no strength in them, as they had heard that the Princess, a woman that could become Queen by right, had already been captured and was being delivered to the Pirate King. A chance situation here could change all of that.

The men started moving in close, the soldiers readying their swords and other maces, and other weapons, ready to beat this stranger to a pulp on the orders of their new king. There was a slight sense of fear, the previous man had been so powerful, and he had no access to their magic. Perhaps this one was more cunning, more ruthless, perhaps he would be more deadly. A slightly nervous crossbowman's finger slipped, pulling the trigger, and letting lose a bolt, that hit the ship's hull and bounced off. Immediately the men began charging ready to bring this new Traveler to heel. Secretly hoping that no one had survived that landing, so they wouldn't have to face whatever was inside.

 

[Revelations]

Perhaps it was a fluke that he could understand their language, or that they could even understand him if he talked back… Which he did, after a moment. “I’m afraid i’m not relinquishing anything. I’m not looking for a fight, i’m here – i’m here to find someone.” But the fact that they were familiar with a ship, as well as more technological goods probably meant it was too late. Still somewhat ducking beneath the metal slab of a door, he was hoping cooler minds would prevail… And then he recoiled as he heard the ‘tink’ of a crossbow bolt slamming against the ship hull and sputtering to the broken earth beneath him. As if on cue, the myriad and assembled soldiers began to converge on him, and he couldn’t help but initially get shocked as well. Kneeling and taking aim, he hated what he was about to do but he couldn’t help it. Aiming with the sight and using controlled fire, he started to shoot back at the rushing soldiers, looking to get rid of as many of them as he could. Using only controlled bursts rather than full auto, there was a number of reasons for this. First, he hoped that seeing some of their comrades falling in battle would cause the others to retreat – he already knew showing off advanced tech to less advanced races was a no-go, and he wanted to minimize casualties. Secondly… He needed to conserve ammo, as pragmatic as that sounded. His arsenal was mostly gone, and his ammunition wouldn’t survive prolonged fights. Best to take them out quickly, and then hope that they surrender or scatter.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

When the pirate, by the name of Sullivan Ark, also as Sully. The had so many crimes to his name, it would no wonder that he had fled to some backwater planet. In his time, there he taught them extensively, of his own language, the common tongue that he and Jericho shared, the universal common language. They still had their own tones, their own language, but this new language had become some of a curiosity and a fashion in itself, which was most tried to speak it. Another new thing for these people to experience. Hoping that he would be able to avoid bounty hunters, and taking advantage of the people, well why wouldn't Sully take advantage of such easy targets. Sully was the worst kind of man through and through, for he often put on a charming face but the man was an utter sociopath, and his crimes which included slavery in systems where it was banned, murder, fraud, and a whole host of sexual crimes, had put one of the biggest bounties on his head. Even more it was a dead or alive case, meaning the reward of 750,000 Credits would be given whether he was delivered alive or dead. He was a man hated by all of the civilized galaxy, and honestly a good portion of the less civilized galaxy as well. To these men he promised power, he promised riches, but right now the only thing they were receiving was death today.

The bullets punched through the men's armor, tearing them open, some got shot through the head, slumping to the ground, others took it in the chest, stumbling forward before falling to the ground. As more causalities mounted a couple of men joined, but even then there was fear in their eyes. This man was dangerous, seemingly more dangerous than the man they were currently following orders from and so after about ten or so men met their unfortunate fates, the whole host of soldiers fled the scene, especially considered that the guard captain leading them, had himself been killed. This man was like a demon to these men, and they wanted to get as far way as possible, in less than five minutes he killed ten men and possibly more as they grabbed their injured.

Now to Asa who was watching this all unfold in front of her, she watched the scene with horror but also with some grim satisfaction, it was as if the Goddess Ovius herself (of which they named their planet after), had sent a dark angel from on high to punish these men personally. She was never really a devout follower, always more interested in her magic pursuits and the slaking of her own lust to really spend any time in their churches. Still she was almost ready to pray to Ovius herself as she watched the men who had captured die. It felt like divine justice to the princess, but the loud bursts from the explosion still shook her to her core. What kind of weapon was that, she had seen something slightly similar, a pistol that Ark had shown her and her father, and now the alchemists and engineers were desperately trying to recreate. Was this an even more advanced weapon? When it was clear that the guards had completely abandoned her, her melodious voice called out to the stranger in the ship.

"Hello Mr. Traveler, could you help me?" She asked. "These guards, brigands really turned on me and my family. They currently have me trapped in this cell on this transport." She added. "Who are you looking for by the way? Perhaps I could help you?" She was really eager to get out of her cell, and her bindings, and perhaps this man would be her savior, on she hoped he would be. Her tone was still inviting, but there was that slight twinge of fear at watching the whole sight she had seen unfold in front of her.

 

[Revelations]

He knew exactly how much trouble he’d be in if the military knew he was doing this. Thankfully – they’d have no way of knowing, and the only few willing to tell should they survive were wanted criminals. Sully was a man wanted in most every civilized system for a slew of crimes, ranging from simple pirate actions, to privateering and colony/outpost raid, to slavery and worse.

But for now, none of that mattered as bullets ripped through the armor of the men and out the other side, leaving them bloodied and crumpled heaps. The few that survived sought it best to run, and frankly Jericho didn’t have the heart to chase them down and execute them after killing their friend so callously. Giving out a nervous sigh once the ordeal was over, he noted the ammo count in the current magazine, and made sure to commit it to memory as he held the rifle up and took his finger off the trigger. Sighing at the carnage he had just wrought, it wasn’t long before he moved around the corpses, approaching the feminine sound from the cage as he moved carefully, ensuring no brave and stupid fool had hidden with a weapon to take him out when he was unawares. “I have no intentions of harming you.” Jericho spoke as he approached and holstered his gun, looking to Ada. He was a bit bruised and banged up from the messy planetfall, but he was still a strong looking, toned young man with dark skin and golden flecked eyes. Both were virtually unheard of on the planet, so even if he looked quite like her race (rounded rather than pointed ears aside), there were still a few key visual differences.

Taking a moment, he soon pulled out his knife, working at the cage with both hand and knife to try and spring her free. A minute of concentration later or so abouts and the door sprung free with a slight click as Jericho took a step back, taking a look at the woman he just helped.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

Asa shuffled out of the cage, getting to look at the man who had rescued her more thoroughly. By Ovius he was handsome man, with dark brown hair, irises of molten gold, she found her heart racing slightly. Not to mention, from the outfit he wore, she was able to see that he was toned, and he honestly didn't look that much older than her. If anything his bangs and bruises gave him an even more rugged appearance, which stoked a fire of lustful interest in Asa. Frankly he was a catch in appearances alone, but he was also a good fighter and apparently resourceful, and with his weapons already sheathed it was clear he had no intentions of harming her, frankly if he was a malicious man, he could have simply left her in the cage.

"I'd hug you handsome, but they bound my hands and my feet as well." She grimaced, now the chains around her feet were audible, whereas the chains around her wrists were clearly visible. She gave a slight twirl, though not very gracefully at all, but with arms and legs bound tight there wasn't much one would could do to explain their situation. Now Asa was also a little melodramatic about the dress, while it didn't really show off her body, it wasn't exactly insulting to her appearance either. Asa had silver hair, with a bang hanging down the left side of her face. Her red eyes were vibrant, a deep shade of ruby. Her bust was considerable as were her hips, and her skin was a beautiful snowy shade from what was showing. "You see I am the crown princess of this Kingdom you have landed in, these men who were transporting, were traitors to my father, had betrayed him for a new king, an off-worlder. My name is Asa." She replied. "Ah could you help with these bindings they are awfully uncomfortable and unflattering." She added. Frankly the clothes felt like a cage as well, perhaps she could borrow the man's knife for "modifications". As this was becoming annoying and frankly stuff to wear.

 

[Revelations]

As she shuffled from the cage and onto the ground below, he was ready to support her if necessary, but she was able to stand on her own two feet without any issue. “You alright? No injuries or other things they;’ve done to you?” He asked, looking to the ivory skinned woman. She was gorgeous, but she was different – and even while bound she almost seemed to have a regal demeanor to her that demanded respect. “Hang on, i’ll get you out of your bindings as well.” Kneeling, first he moved for between her legs, using the edge of his knife to slide it into the lock that held her, and with a few moments of careful work and sliding it in deeper, there was a faint ‘click’ as the lock was undone and the chains immediately slackened around her. Rising to his kneed, one of his hands moved to gently hold against her wrist, and he repeated the process as the lock eventually dropped to the ground with a thud, and the chains followed some moments later. “There you are, almost as good as new.” The man spoke, sheathing his knife and soon rising. He stood at least a head taller than her, but he didn’t seem to have any desire to leverage his position or size over her. And when she explained her situation and status, the regality of her personality quickly came to reason as well. “...I see. So I guess we’re both in trouble. They’ll be looking to investigate my ship very soon, i’m sure. And that means we’ll need to be well and far away from here, do you know of a safe haven nearby?”

 

[The Count of Chaos]

"Well I do know of a small grove nearby, one of my former masters in my art taught me there. It's warding spells should hold, but we should not stay there long. Please grab what you need and follow me." She replied. "We can rest gather some rations and I can replenish my power. I am fine for now." Internally she screamed for her family, grieved for their separation, but she had to focus. Her savior and her were still at risk of being caught, so they would need to leave quickly.

Asa waited for Jericho to finish gathering what he needed, frankly she had nothing but the clothes she was wearing but by appearance alone they would know she was the Aphrodus' daughter. She would lead them out further in the woods, muttering something under her breath, causing the thicket to pull back revealing behind it a beautiful glimmering pond, schillating light dancing on its surface. There was a small cave and a small shack, inside the two would have to go for they could have a temporary reprieve and they could help each other.

"I do have another request," She said, stretching slightly and tugging at her dress, clearly fed up with it at this point, she needed freedom and this dress provided none of that.

 

[Revelations]

"A grove? Well, if you think it safe..." Jericho trailed off, his golden eyed looking to her. Spells though? He had no idea what she was going on about, but maybe it was just best to trust her judgement and get a move on quickly before any other welcoming party arrived. Looking to Asa, he waited for just a moment before following her to the glimmering waters of the pond as motes of light fluttered about the surface of it. "There, I think this is the place, right?" He asked Asa, looking back to the silvery haired woman. "What request do you have?" He didn't feel threatened by her, but the woman did seem a very curious sort, if he was being honest.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

"This place should protect us for a while. Additionally there should be some provisions that we can use. " She turned back to Jericho with a smile on her face. She could feel the urges growing within her. To this stranger she must have appeared crazy. She laughed a little at that. Everything was crazy right now, she could barely process all of it. "Well this is probably a strange request, but will you join me for a bath. I find that waters do wonders for relaxing. We can take a break and talk about everything." Her delicate fingers started to unfasten the dress, pulling the laces loose. She had always been flexible so it was not difficult at all to undo the dress. She breathed in relief as she felt the dress loosen around her shoulders. She held it for a second, teasing the man behind her, before sliding it off her shoulders, beneath the dress she wore nothing. Her pale, smooth skin was exposed to the light and her onlooker. The dress slid past down her stomach and lower back, sliding off her hips, her perfectly heart-shaped ass on full display. She stepped out of the dress, pulling the shoes off, kicking them aside. She turned to face him, her bountiful chest on full display, her breasts seemed to be perky despite their size. Her nipples perky as well, a sign of arousal. She made no efforts to cover herself, and if her were to look between her legs he would notice her womanhood was perfectly smooth as well. A gentle smirk on her lips.

"Need help handsome?"

 

[Revelations]

To be honest, a bath seemed just as safe or as sane as following her in the first place, given he had no idea why she was locked up or what her intentions with him could be in the first place. Sometimes there was a reason people were in cells afterall... Then again he wasn't one to judge as he watched her approach the water and loosen the dress around her. And he had to admit, she had a... More than gorgeous body, as inch after inch of flawless and pale skin was soon on display from her - and she seemed to know it just as well given she turned to face him, moving from showing off a full and plump ass, to heavy and pert breasts that just begged for a pair of hands on them. Taking a step back, he listened to her as she asked if he needed help, and gave out a light cough. Was this a trap? He shouldn't get ahead of himself but at the same time, she was unarmed now. "Well, I suppose a bit of help wouldn't hurt in getting undressed." The darker skinned man said, his tone a little more eased as he approached her.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

She clapped her hands together in excitement. "Alright, I'd love to help you!" She replied, moving forward to first help with his shirt. Her fingers were delicate, helping him remove the shirt, her fingers gracefully undoing the buttons. Her hands showing such expertise. Though it was clear more than a few of times that she was rather ungracefully feeling up his muscles. Soon the shirt and any part of his chest armor was removed, revealing a toned, athletic chest, the nude woman's fingers lingered for a bit, a little too enraptured by such a perfectly chiseled chest. Breaking her own trance she started on his belt and pants, but also helping the man out of his boots as well. Pulling the belt out, she set it aside with the other clothes, though the desperation of her lust was beginning to show through, as she quickly unbuttoned his pants, and hooked her fingers into his pants and underwear, sliding down his waist and legs as quickly as she could without doing anything to make it rough for him. As she pulled it down far enough, his manhood and balls came into view, and the woman in the throes of her lust could not help herself, moved to her knees, her hands running up the inside of those powerful, masculine thighs, her hands brushing against his sack. Part of her attentiveness was lust, the sooner Jericho was naked, the sooner they could have sex. Now at this point, she was being overwhelmed by her own lust. she leaned in further, rubbing her face against his manhood, moaning lustfully for Jericho, she was completely gone now.

"I need this," She whispered, with a tone so charged with her passion it filled the air around them with lust.

 

[Revelations]

As his clothing was steadily shucked off, he was surprised at how... attentive she was about it all. It was quick from her, but not casual - everything felt deliberate and intense from the way she had discarded what garments he had on. Before long he stood there naked, his darker skin a slight contrast to her more pale beauty. And to him it wasn't much of a surprise to where she went to first - his shaft as she began to lovingly rub her face against it, his shaft beginning to harden and swell in response. "Ah...." Breathing out a little more sharply, he made no attempt to stop her from her whims, and even found it pleasuring. Would they get caught though? She mentioned this place was protected, and he wasn't quite sure of what to make of everything going on... But still, something about this felt 'right'. "Do you? Keep going..." he whispered back, his hand beginning to run through her silvery hair as he did so, his breath coming out in a more excited gasp as he did so. There was a hint of sweat about his body - not a foul scent but certainly a more masculine one, mixing with the growing scent of arousal and desire from both him and the princess.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

The slight scent of the man, not overpowering, but altogether enthralling for her. She continued to nuzzle into his groin, letting his manhood and balls rub against her face for a few seconds before she stopped teasing him in this manner. It was as if she was teasing herself, as the flames of her lust were only further stoked her teasing. Her plump, wet lips parted as her tantalizing tongue ran against the length of his shaft, she was slow, but only because like someone savoring the dessert in front of them. And as soon as her tongue had tasted him, a contented moan escaped her mouth. He tasted amazing! It took willpower that was already fast fading to prevent her from going wild immediately. She licked his balls as well, clearly heavy with his seed. Oh what a find this man was. He looked similar to the men of her species, mainly with the except of his ears, and few had the musculature of a man like this. What was his race, his people, he was so similar and yet so..exotic to her. Asa was lovestruck, though perhaps that would be the wrong word to use, it would more accurate to say that Asa was luststruck, a woman so thoroughly in the throes of lust for sex, that it was written all over her face. Any semblance of that previously dignified and yet alluring woman gave way to this carnal woman on her knees before him.

She moved her mouth over the head of his shaft, her lips parting wider, as his girth filled her mouth. Her tongue ran hungrily along the underside of his shaft, lapping against his length in appreciation of his cock. Inch by inch she slide further down his shaft, and when she looked up to see Jericho, her eyes flared with an almost terrifying passion, a devilish smirk seemed to form, even her lips were mostly spread by his long and girthy manhood. She would squeeze every drop out of him, there would be no backing out now.

 

[Revelations]

Lovestruck, luststruck or just horny, the human didn’t really care as to the difference between each in that moment. She was being a dutiful lover in a more physical sense and the pleasure of feeling a pair of warm and honeyed lips against his twitching and throbbing shaft was more than enough for him to let any other thoughts wash away in his head as pleasure and lust instead took over. As he leaned into her, one of his hands cupped against her cheek, palm resting against it ad his fingers curled against her and all but encouraged her to go onwards and continue pleasuring him. “Ahh….” He had only just met this woman, barely even knew her but if she was like this, perhaps it was for the best that he got to know her far more intimately than just physically. With a pearly bead of precum leaking from the tip of his cock and against her warm tongue, his hips started to thrust against her and pull back from her, pumping his shaft slowly but steadily deeper into her mouth. “You are...” As he gasped out, his tone was rich with pleasure, and his eyes were soon lilting with a more hazy and lusty look within them. “Fucking amazing...” He moaned out, lips remaining parted as he breathed in and out with heavier gasps.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

The woman smirked, or well she did the best she could with a cock in her mouth. Barely started and he was already complimenting her, and to be honest despite her care for her people and her kingdom, she could be more than a little vain. She slide further down on his shaft, the male's thick shaft filling her mouth even more. Not to insult her own kind, but she had rarely seen any Erothian males with a manhood so large. Not that she was that picky, but it was enjoyable when you got it, at least that's what Asa thought. With a sexual appetite as ravenous as hers, one could not afford to be picky, but in this case Jericho was providing her with a rare treat.

The feeling of his shaft sliding further down over her tongue, the feeling of that warm, and pulsing flesh, every bit of it was intoxicating, and her body at that energy up. Those it was invisible to Jericho in this moment Asa's body was feeding off their sexual contact, it provided some energy, but not really enough to satisfy Asa, as at this moment her well had run dry and she would need a great deal of it to be back at her best. Though perhaps at the very least he would be able curb her craving for a short time. Then she felt something drop on her tongue, it was the man's precum. To Asa in this moment it was like she had been in a desert and she had been granted just a drop of water, she needed more. She needed more. Asa's mood had swung from fiery to a little bit terrifying. Her hands gripped his legs tightly, fingernails digging in slightly, while he was sliding her back and forth it was clearly she wanted him to go deeper, be rougher. As each time his hand guided her down, she pushed further trying to take his entire length within her mouth and throat. When his shaft had finally smacked the back of her mouth, she coughed, but seemed to chuckle too. Now the energy within was able to form something, and it was her sending a thought into his head.

GIVE ME MORE.

 

[Revelations]

If she wanted more... He was certainly going to give it to the woman - they may have just met, but she was already being rather forward and daring and he was relishing in it. Feeling her tongue sliding down against his shaft, and her nails digging in against his thighs his hand began to move for her cheek, cupping it softly and pressing his thumb under her chin as he began to help her bob up and down against his cock, a hint of precum coming from the tip of it as eyes slowly closed shut. "Mmmph.,..." he moaned out a little more loudly, perhaps a bit uncaring of who could hear it - if anyone was even around to do so in the first place! But his cock throbbed and shivered in between her lips, and it was clear from his chest rising and falling more heavily that the man was clearly enjoying what Asa was doing for him. Pushing his hips back against her, his shaft began to slide down her throat as well, though he started with that slowly to make sure that she could truly get use to it. Still, every second - every tense moment he began to get a bit more aggressive with her, the hand on her cheek slowly moving for her hair to grip it, both as a reign of sorts to brace and steady her, but also in a more affectionate way, his fingers running softly through the princesses hair.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

Asa enjoyed the masculine flavor of his precum thoroughly, but it wasn't enough. Jericho didn't have to worry about anyone listening in. After the hedge and sealed behind them, the magical barrier had essentially sealed them off from the rest of the world. Well not exactly, a strong enough mage would be able to break down the barrier that had been in place, but for the moment it would hold back anyone trying to look for them. It was here that Asa would hope to regain a little bit of her "mana" and then they would be off, preferably to one of the nearby allied nations.

Those thoughts weren't really at the forefront of Asa's mind. She moaned, deep in throes of her own lust, Jericho's shaft did a good job of filling her entire mouth, and she loved that earthy, male taste. She slurped and sucked. She needed him to cum, of course they had just gotten started, so it was unlikely that her savior was ready to blow just yet. She now had that truly single-minded focused. Her hands moved to gently fondle his testicles, fingers tracing over the sack, gently holding him, fingers squeezing on his thighs. She slid down until he was all the way inside her mouth, groaning in pleasure while her half-lidded eyes looked up at him in a begging manner, she need this, his release as she had gotten so terribly hungry. She needed it, it was like a drug to Asa, and the longer she went without, the bigger the craving got.

 

[Revelations]

She was being very attentive and it was hard for him to keep it in... Even if he wanted to. She'd get the release she wanted from him as his body started to tense up, and one of his hands gripped her hair like riding reigns and began to drag her further against his cock ."Ah!" Calling out heatedly, the only thing that kept his moan from getting even louder was him biting his lower lip. As his body tensed his shaft twitched and ached within her mouth before he fully climaxed. His seed came gushing out in thick and heavy spurts of cum, salty and rich to the taste and even different from other men of her species, more.. Virile, to easily put it. With the rich and thick taste of his cum, came the Mana she so desperately needed, and in far larger quantities than it ever had before with such a simple act. As her lidded eyes looked back int his own, his grew lilted and hazy, his breathing coming out from parted lips more heavily than they had moments ago.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

When her savior and now sexual partner came, the amount of Mana that flooded into her ended up causing her to go through her own orgasm as well. Toes curling, hands squeezing his thighs, as her nails unintentionally dug into his skin. A small puddle grew between her legs. As the salty and rich flavor of this human's cum filled her mouth it had tasted like heaven to her. It was thick, and sticky, kind of hard to swallow but Asa didn't mind that at all. He was far more virile than any man of her race could hope to be. If there was one man in the world who would be able to slake her thirst, she was beginning to think it would be him. She let the cum linger in mouth, slowly swallowing it down, making sure to swallow every last drop. She nuzzled her face against his groin. When he had came, when all the Mana had poured into her. It was like she was struck by a lightning bolt of energy. Looking up towards the man. She smiled, her eyes lidded, but slowly coming more out of it. "Thank you so much for that....oh dear, we never exchanged names did we?" Asa chuckled, realizing that in desperation to get away, and to get the Mana she so desperately needed, she hadn't even done the courtesy of asking for his name, and giving her's properly.

"What is your name, my handsome savior?" She said, her blood red irises looking into his eyes curious. "I'll answer any questions you may have. Though I do have some of my own."

 

[Revelations]

Right now, names and such were probably far more important than getting himself off admittedly - though he knew very little about the woman and her people. So by the time htye were finished and his orgasm had died down to a trickle, he watched her swallow ever last drop purposefully, even more aroused by the simple act. Something about her lidded eyes and sultry voice and laughter just aroused him even more. If it weren't for the more... Logical half of his mind taking charge after his orgasm,, he might have just pinned her down for more then and there. "My name?" he asked after a moment, giving out a light cough. "I'm Jericho, Jericho Laurent." He said after a moment, giving a small smile. "I guess we'll start with your questions though I would like to know your name." His chest rose and fell more rapidly as he breathed out, his eyes still lidded and hazy.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

"Jericho Laurent, hmm, that is an interesting name. I like how it sounds rolling off my tongue," Asa chuckled, winking at the man that still stood above her. "Well my name is Asa Cailynn, heir to the throne of Erothia. My father was still leading the land up till a few days ago, when Sullivan Ark had killed him in a coup." The previously slutty woman's voice grew much less cheery, and much more quiet. As much as she wanted to remain their on her knees and forget about that, he had supplied her with enough mana for the time being. She wanted to continue with their lustful acts, but now that her cravings were somewhat sated, she was thinking with a much clearer head. The nude woman with the pointed ears, stood up and took a deep breath. "He was not the man he lead my father to believe, and we paid the price for our trust. My betrothed was in league with him, and even called off our wedding and planned on handing me over to him, either to be killed or made his queen." She sighed. "I suppose that answers some of your questions you likely had. Now my question is who are you to Sullivan Ark?" She asked. If he turned out to be some ally of Ark then she would blast him where he stood. However if he was an enemy, someone that Sullivan hated, or was some threat to him, then perhaps they could work together further. "You do not seem like a friend of his, but I want you to tell me yourself." There was a small bit of threat in her voice, even nude, a menacing air radiated off of her. A menace that had not existed before.

He did fall from the sky like Sullivan did, however while Sullivan had behaved like an angel in disguise, it was actually a demon of a man who descended upon her people. Bringing all manner of threats and problems to her world that had not been there before. It was also entirely possible that he was bringing other kingdoms underneath his control. Still seizing Erothia alone meant that he control of the country with the most power in their world. The most fighters, the most mages, a proper place to start a coup if one planned to engage in war. She knew that if she was delivered to Sullivan he would also probably having an easier time controlling her country.

 

[Revelations]

“I am from a race that are called Humans, and we are from another planet altogether… Though I’m sure you are at least somewhat familiar with us by now. And not for good reason. The man I am hunting is also a human. Sullivan is a wanted criminal and pirate warlord who I’ve been chasing for the better part of a year by now. I’d tracked him down to this planet before my own ship was caught by something and then damaged significantly in a crash landing.” Sighing, he heard the more morose tone in her voice, and as she breathed out deeply, he gave a nod. “I promise...” As he began to pull up his pants partially, his tone was serious despite the more hedonistic act they had just performed. “That if you help me capture him, we will get justice for your father and your people.” He was an honest man, and had every intention of showing Asa he was a far better person than Sullivan. “Unfortunately my ship and most everything on it is destroyed. It’s going to be difficult to try and get to him now, as I imagine he knows I’m here.”

Her tone had gotten a little more hostile, but he could understand why. He really was a stranger to her, and he shook his head. ‘If there’s anything I can do to show you I am a different man than Sullivan, I’ll prove it.” Even if it was foolishly dangerous, the least he could do is show he was sincere, right? His eyes were level with hers, and he was clearly showing that he respected her. His tone never rose, and his expression was a sympathetic one. As far as he was concerned, she was the one who held the cards, and he was just going to take what was dealt to him. Whether that was a good hand or something a little less enjoyable, well – he was prepared to roll with it and take the consequences.

 

[The Count of Chaos]

"You have already proven to me that I can trust you," Asa said, the tension that showed in her shoulders suddenly dropped, a gentler smile returned to her lips. "Your actions before, including helping me replenish my magical ability. Sullivan had made sure I would be delivered to him as no threat at all, he knew if I had any magical ability I would have used it on him as soon as we met. That said having me nearby would have also helped him maintain political control." Asa sighed. Even if she regained her some of her energy, what Jericho had proved her with would only give her a slight amount of magic. Enough to get her and him to a more secure Sanctuary, perhaps even a place that could be their base of operations. This grove however would not only be one of the first places that any court sorcerers or sorceresses would look on Sullivan's orders, it would also be among the least secure. She made her way to the small hut nearby, grabbing a cloak that was hanging up, it was the only bit of clothing that was in there. Not that Asa minded. She grabbed a satchel, loading up some travel food, like dried berries, nuts, and some salted animal meat.

"We can't tarry here any longer, Ser Laurent, there is some preserved food in here. I recommend you gather that and a waterskin." She said, quickly setting about, fastening the cloak around her shoulders, fasting the string near her neck to hold it place, it was a a dark green cloak, with a hood, but she left the hood down for now. As she walked by the dress she had previously been wearing, a fire lit in her eyes, and with a small gesture of her hands the clothes were incinerated on the beach side. "Now a little bit further away from here is a place that would make a better place to start our journey. We can't go straight for Sullivan, he'd be prepared for you. We need to see who we can gather, there's also items out there, that could help us." Asa said, her mind now firmly towards her next goal.