We get into our room, and Lysara is excitedly looking through the bag, her tail is wagging playfully. She took all of the toys even though we split the cost since she knows what they are for, "Now what do we play with first?" She asks herself as she rummages through her bag. She pulls out a small toy and says, "Oooo! This will be fun." I ask, not sure what the purpose of the toy is, "What does that do?" Lysara gives me a naughty smirk, "I would much rather show you than tell you." We take off our clothes, and I am rushing a bit because I am so excited. I get on the bed, activating the barrier, and Lysara says, "I can smell how ready you are for me." She says as she licks her lips.
She goes down on me immediately and engages her phantom's kiss. The food earlier replenished my energy, so I have the energy again to offer to Lysara to give her more sustenance. I moan in ecstasy repeatedly as she licks and licks. Every touch of hers is always intoxicating. She then starts using her fingers, pumping them in and out. She is doing the thing that she sometimes does, like she is reaching for something inside me, curling her fingers and dragging them down the side, then straightening her fingers out to pump them back into me and repeating. With each pump, I squeak, and Lysara is giggling. I continue to moan and then she puts the toy on my clitoris which sucks more intensely than a mouth would, causing me to squeak continuously. I orgasm immediately and violently humping my hips wildly on Lysara's hand. Screaming in ecstasy while violently squeaking, "Lysara!" She used phantom's kiss the whole time and kept pumping her fingers while I came and kept going until I finished.
Lysara, who has been laughing this whole time, comes up and lies next to me while reaching for the canteen on the end table and giving it to me while I continue to catch my breath. I take it from her, "Thanks, you read my mind." I chug some water, and Lysara says, smirking at me, "I can't wait to use all of these toys on you. I hope all of them elicit a similar reaction from you." She says as she holds me while I drink. I stopped drinking, "I feel like I maybe should have stretched first before. My back and legs are sore now from orgasming so passionately." Lysara says after purring sexily, "Well, succubi have many talents. Just stay there."
She gets up and reaches into her bag until she finds some body oil. She pours some on her hands and rubs them together really fast. She then takes her hands and starts massaging my legs. Her hands are very warm and moisturized. Her hands glide across my legs as she expertly relieves the knots in my muscles. With every squeeze, there is a squeak, and when she drags her hands across my skin, it does this almost deflated, elongated sounding squeak. Lysara occasionally gets a fit of the giggles because of all my squeaking.
After she gets the front of my legs good, she says, "Roll over on your stomach." She takes the canteen from my hands and places it back on the end table while I roll over. She comes back and continues to massage me, starting at my legs. My body is becoming one with this bed because I am getting so relaxed right now.
Squeak.
Squeak.
Squuuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak.
Squeak.
This has been my first massage since the day I escaped. She works her way up to my back and after a while she asks me, "Are you feeling better, boo?" I moan, feeling so relaxed that I could nap, "Tons, better. Thanks, boo boo." She lies down beside me and delicately touches the scar from where Kenji almost ripped off my arm. I am still on my stomach, but I have my head turned in Lysara's direction with my hands under my face. She asks with a hint of worry in her voice, "Does it still hurt?" I replied, opening my eyes so I don't accidentally fall asleep from being too relaxed, "Not anymore. It feels sore if I had to name the feeling." Lysara sighs in relief, "That is good. I want you to take it easy with that arm until it doesn't feel sore anymore, to be on the safe side. You may have healed it, but it could still be vulnerable to reinjury for a while." I assure her, "Don't worry, boo. That was the plan. I am right-handed anyways." She continues to gently trace the scar, and I perk up because I remembered out of the blue.
Lysara's present! I say, "Before I forget," as I get up and go to my bag, and grab the ribbon. I tell Lysara to close her eyes, and I tie her hair up and tie it like a bow. When it is perfect, I tell her to open her eyes and check her reflection. She looks at her reflection and she blushes while seeing how good it looks on her, "Thank you, Ari. I love it." She spins and models in the mirror. I say, "I saw that ribbon and just had to get it since it brings out your beautiful horns."
She giggles a bit, still admiring the ribbon a bit, then turns and joins me again on the bed, " You know I totally forgot about this gift until you scared me half to death earlier when you were on Kenji. When Sky returned to the room without you, doing the thing we talked about, I started panicking, trying to find you. I ran to the street to find that you had taken down several demon assassins, but you were long since gone. The streets were so crowded that CoCo and I could not gallop for a long while because of the festival, and that gave them a head start. He also set up a roadblock with lots of knights to block anybody from pursuing. I had to fight all of them off, which took a while because they called for help and got reinforcements from the town guard. Hearing you scream my name on my final approach filled me with joy and also rage at the same time, and I couldn't contain my anger. I was elated you called my name, but furious they made you call it, so I couldn't help but beat them to sleep, maybe even a permanent one. I was quite furious and might have been a tad too rough. When I quickly dispatched those two and yanked off that door and put the asshole to sleep. Looking upon your teary-eyed and blushing face, I wanted to have my way with you. I hated how the incense made me rush in that moment because there was nothing I desired more than to spend hours with you right there. I was consumed by my thoughts of you, but my desire to get you to safety greatly overshadowed any desire to take my time with you. I was almost too late, and the thought of you going through something that terrifying makes my chest twist and turn in anguish." She says as she clutches her chest, making a pained expression on her face.
I replied, telling her more about my ordeal, "There was something I hadn't told you about that incident when I was alone with him that bothered me. He said my father was the one who told him to force me to carry his child. The sad part is I believe him. My father is not a good man, which I am sure you already know from our time together. Something just doesn't sit right with me about it, though. Yeah, I know that man never loved me. That doesn't bother me now since I have you, but I feel like we are missing a piece of the puzzle. I know he is obsessed with making me queen, but I feel like the why may be something foul if he would resort to torturing his own daughter for it. Since hearing it, I have been wondering if my father is a part of some nefarious plot and wanted me to be in the position of queen so he could manipulate me or use my position for something vile. Then the thought crossed my mind that if it really is a nefarious plot, then he would probably be a greater enemy than Tristan for us. Especially since he was the one to put the idea in Tristan's head, knowing he would do anything to marry me."
Lysara hugs me tight, "I hate that man so much. I hate how he treated you as a child, and now. I am also very furious about that kidnapping. If I ever meet him, I would love to at least punch him. AT LEAST. I would really love to kill him, but he is your blood. Once we get settled and have a steady position here with resources at the palace, we can do some investigating into the matter. I trust your gut, Ari. If he really is in some nefarious plot, we can have him tried for his crimes and brought to justice."
She squeezes me tightly making my body make a really long strained squeak noise and I say strained, "Boo, getting a little tight there." Lysara says, releasing a lot of the tension suddenly, "Shit, sorry babe. I get so comfortable around you that I forget that I am a lot stronger than you. I keep doing this occasionally, I am sorry. I will try to be better." I squeeze her back, "I never said I hated it. I know when you squeeze me like that, it is coming from a place of love and wanting to stay by my side. I know because I feel the same way. I also want to squeeze you so tight and never let you go." Lysara says with her tail wagging at my words, "You are right, that is exactly how I feel." She pulls back and we kiss passionately. I start to cry, and Lysara stops kissing me and freaks out, "Oh my goddess, did I do something wrong?" I reply, smiling warmly at Lysara, "Don't misunderstand, boo. These are just happy tears. I have someone who loves me for all of me." Lysara replies after purring, "You're damn right I do." She says as she comes in to kiss me more. Every kiss makes a squeaky noise, and we giggle.
The next day, we go to the town square and ask the herald in the square, who appears to be a bird man. He is flying around the square providing local news. I wave a silver at him and he shakes his head at me while still flying, and I pull out another, then he comes down. I tell him the usual, and he goes up and starts putting my announcement in with his own. The demons in the town square are highly suspicious of me, but are curious. I pull my sword a little out of the sheath, just enough to expose the blade, and I cut my hand for all to see. Cutting my hand makes a funny noise. People seem to be intrigued by what is happening.
Lysara snaps in concern about me harming myself, "Ari, what are you doing?!" I put the sword back in the sheath and put my other good hand reassuringly on her shoulder briefly so she knows it is ok and announced to the public while holding my cut hand for everyone to see, "Everyone, see how I cut myself and am bleeding? For those with good noses, you probably smelled it first! I have come here to offer my healing magic to you!" While holding my hand up, I touch myself and cast a heal spell, and show them how the wound closed up. I heard murmurs among the crowd, and not even one person stepped forward. This is probably going to be a slow start in every place we go to, since they have prejudice against humans. Lysara says after a while, "I think it is slower than usual because you are a human. It might be better if I take the lead here."
Lysara faces the crowd, "I Lysara Nocturae first princess of Patala, assure you all that this human can be trusted! I have been her travel companion for months and have witnessed how different she is from what we know of humans. She does not discriminate even for wild beasts and will heal everyone, no matter the situation or circumstance! Please believe in Priestess Ari here. If there are people who are too sick to move, please let us know immediately so we can tend to those individuals first."
A little lizard boy in rags approaches and pulls at Lysara's clothes really adorably, with big, adorable eyes shimmering wet with tears not yet fallen, "Can she heal Papa?" Lysara asks while squatting down to his level and places a hand on his shoulder, "Where is your papa?" He, teary eyed says, "He is really sick and can't get out of bed." Lysara then pats his head, "Don't worry, little one. We will help your papa." We signal to the herald that we are doing a house call, and we follow the little lizard child to his home in the slums. His father is wrapped up in many warm blankets, and though he is scaly, I can see how pale he is, and he is shivering. I go up to him and cast a heal spell on him, and color restores to his face.
He sits up almost immediately and asks his son with a raspy voice, "Son, can you get me some water?" He says as he coughs. The kid runs to the pitcher and pours his papa a glass and takes it to him, "Thank you, my child." He drank the glass of water, and relief was visible on his face. He turns to me and asks in his normal, non-raspy voice, "Are you the one who healed me?" I nod, "Yes, sir." He replies, "I don't have much, but you can take everything we have." I shake my head, putting my hand up in a stopping motion, "I don't heal for the money. This one is on me." He then goes to get up, "I will serve you the rest of my life. I am very grateful." I push him back down, causing myself to squeak, "No, you will not. You still need to rest some and take it easy. If everyone I healed became my servant, then I would have an army. That isn't what I desire. How about I borrow your son instead for the day? He seems like a good, reliable helper." I say as I pat his head.
I have a feeling he won't accept charity, so this counts as payment. His father chuckles, "My boy is a great helper indeed... I owe you my life, Miss priestess." I replied, "You can call me Ari." He responds, "I am called Rhixl. I know you are busy, so I won't keep you any longer." He reaches out and pats his son on the head, "Behave for the nice priestess, ok?" The boy nods, adorably accepting his mission, and then we head out. While we are walking back to the square, I ask the kid, "What is your name, little one?" He replied, looking up, "Thultu." I say with a warm smile since he is just so cute, "That is a great name, and I think it suits you." His tail wags a little bit, and he reaches up to hold my hand when it squeaks, he gets a look of excitement on his face. He keeps squeezing my hand with his eyes all big, sparkly and black, "Thanks, Miss Ari. I like it too. Why do you make these funny sounds, Miss Ari?" He asks with a bright smile brimming with curiosity. I respond while booping his nose, "Well, you see a small boy who looked just like you bumped into me in a shop, causing a bunch of potions to fall on me, giving me a temporary curse."
Thultu deflates and looks sad, "I am sorry, Miss Ari. I was running from the scary skewer lady. It is really funny, though." He says as he giggles a bunch, squeezing my hands. I replied, accepting the reality of my situation, "It is a little funny, isn't it?" Lysara chimes in, "More like VERY funny. HILARIOUS." Thultu starts laughing as he continues to squeeze my hands. I sigh, Lysara is right. If this were happening to anybody else, I would probably be laughing very hard right now. This boy is too cute. I then asked, changing the subject from my squeaking, "So Thultu, are you hungry?" Drool started dripping from his mouth when I asked. I giggle, "I take that as a yes. How about we stop and get you something to eat on our way back? Just let me know if there is something you want to try. You can get anything you want."
His eyes light up and sparkle adorably with excitement, "ANYTHING?!" I giggle, "Yes. You can get anything you want to try." He says while pointing ahead, "There are skewers up here that are super tasty, but the scary lady hates me." I ask, "Why does she hate you?" He cried a little bit, "Since papa has been sick, I haven't been able to eat a lot, since I was saving all the food at home for papa. I was very hungry and I would frequently steal skewers from her." I squeeze his hand a little bit out of affection for this kid to tell him I love him, though he doesn't know what it means, since it is only an inside thing with me and Lysara. I tell him in a reassuring tone, "Well, today you are going to be a customer. So I don't think she will mind today." I say with a smile.
His tears stop, and he responds with a smile of his own and says, "Really? You think so?" I squeeze his hand a little bit again, "I have a hunch." He is drooling in anticipation, and he points in the distance in front of us, "There is the lady who sells the delicious skewers!" He pulls me as he runs in excitement to the stall, and Lysara and I giggle at his enthusiasm. We arrive and I say to the lady, who is a really large, buff and strong looking tiger woman, the same one from yesterday. Thultu hides behind me since he is scared while I address the stall owner, "Hello, can I order some skewers, please?" "Sure thing, human. How many would you like?" I look to Thultu, "How many can you eat?" He says in an excited voice, "Three, please!" "Sure thing, coming right up. That will be 3 coppers. I reach into my purse and pull out several gold coins instead and hand them to her. She shakes her head, "That is way too much." I then say, "This isn't just for these three. This is for what he stole, and also I want you to feed this boy whenever he gets hungry in the future, and this money is payment for all of those skewers he has yet to eat."
Thultu then starts crying, "Why would you do something so nice for somebody like me, Miss Ari?" I bend down and get eye level with him and tell him, "Because you deserve to eat just like everyone else. Think of this as me investing in your future, Thultu. I want you to grow up to be just like your papa." I say as I boop him on his nose. He is crying, "I won't have to go hungry anymore. Thanks, Miss Ari!" He lunges forward and hugs me tightly, making me squeak, and he giggles through his tears. I stand up while still holding him, and the lady says, "I understand." She looks to Thultu, smiling, "Now I don't have to chase you away anymore, little one." She says with a giggle and hands the skewers to Thultu. He stays with his arms wrapped around my neck and takes them from him and devours them almost immediately in a messy way, getting my robe all covered in sauce. Promptly resuming holding me tight afterwards with one arm and lightly tugging at one of my ears, causing it to squeak repeatedly. He says with a bright smile over my shoulder, looking back at the food stall, "Thanks, lady!" He yells while waving, temporarily stopping tugging at my ear. She responds with a smile of her own and waves him off.
While walking back to the square still holding onto Thultu, he says inquisitively, "Miss Ari, you have a lot of money. I didn't know priestesses were rich." I giggle a little bit, "Priestesses usually aren't. To tell you means to tell you an important secret of mine. Can you keep a secret?" He says with that adorable excitement of his, "I am great at keeping secrets! Though, would it be ok if I told Papa? I don't like keeping things from Papa. I won't tell another soul, though, I promise!" I replied, "That is fine, Thultu." While patting him on the head with the hand not holding him. I whisper in his ear, "I was a noble back home in Perdita, but I had to run away from home." He asks in a whisper, "Why would you run away from home?" I replied, "My father is not a good man like yours is. So I had to run away for my own safety. I need you to keep this a secret, though, because some bad guys are still trying to find me." He clamps his mouth shut with one hand while still gripping me tightly with the other. Then mumbles through his lips, what I assume was, 'My lips are sealed,' but it came out like 'mwuh mwhis mwa sweewd.' I continue patting him on the head (I have been patting him constantly this whole time since he is being so cute), "Thanks, buddy. I wish I had a caring father like you have." He then says loudly with excitement, "My papa can be your papa! My papa would love you just like me." I giggle, "I would be honored." This kid is just so precious.