Banished Pt. 12

She eyed me with a slightly panicked look as I slipped off of the bed, and crouched down at the side, before pulling her body closer to the edge.

"What is your plan?" she asked, her voice wavering a little, and I smiled.

"Just sit back, and enjoy the ride," I said, as I spread her legs out in front of me, and drank in the sight before me.

Her lips were thin and glistening wet already, and that same olive-green color as the rest of her body, but her mound itself was smooth, and as I recalled Eradne's clean-shaven appearance, I began to wonder if they grew any hair down there at all.

I reached out, and brushed her place with the back of my fingers, and she squirmed a little at the touch.

"Nathan-"

"Nate," I corrected her again.

"Nate... you must fill me. I can no longer endure this."

I snickered at her, as I let my fingers rest on either side of her clit, and as I applied a little pressure there, I leaned in and planted a little kiss against the slight protrusion of the bud.

It was so curious; with the green skin color, it appeared truly as the rosebud that would bloom into a flower, and I kissed the spot again, taking another moment to admire its beauty.

Gisela moaned with each kiss, and I shot her one more teasing look before withdrawing my fingers and leaning in to kiss her lower lips.

It was a wet, sloppy, smacking kiss, and she moaned, her legs clamping together instinctively, and I wrapped my arms around those delicious, thick thighs as I began to devour her.

Her moaning intensified into screams seemingly in an instant, and I lifted her body slightly off of the bedding as I began to tongue her slit, flicking several times against her clit with every probing exploration of her mound.

I even sank my tongue past the entrance of her tunnel, and probed there as deeply as I could, before returning to her clit for the climax.

She had been thoroughly teased, and pushed to the brink on an implosion; and I rewarded her patience with a proper tonguing.

I moved my tongue in swift, precise motions against the sensitive spot, spelling out her very name, and as if on cue, her hips began to buck and thrash just as I finished the final 'A', signing her name on what was possibly the first orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life.

When the screams died down, she went still, and even as she panted, I could see her studying me with a look that was equal parts confusion and amazement.

"Frau Gisela!" someone cried, bursting through the door, and I turned in time to spot one of the other servant-companions; not one to whom I'd been formally introduced, standing in the doorway with an expression of shock on her face.

"Forgive me!" she cried out, before hurriedly pulling the door shut, and I snickered a little at Gisela, whose hands were over her face as she furiously blushed.

"Before this cycle ends, I will be known as one who lusts for the Gods," she said, and I chuckled in response.

"Is it 'the Gods', or just one in particular?" I asked, and she studied me.

"Only you," she clarified. "Nate."

I smiled, as the mere utterance of my name didn't send seem to send her into a catatonic state for once.

"Did you enjoy that?" I asked, as I crawled up to her side, and pulled her on top of me.

"I did not realize such pleasures existed. It was indescribable... is this a custom of the Gods?"

I nodded.

"When a God is particularly fond of a prospective mate, it is our custom; to pleasure them with the mouth; the tongue."

She smiled at me.

"So, it is something shared with one who is special to you? I think this custom is one that should be immediately adopted by every tongued folk in this realm."

As she settled into place on top of me, her leg brushed against the firmness hidden with my pants, and she glanced down for a moment, before studying me with a desiring look.

"Nate; I have request, but I fear it may be found impertinent," Gisela said, a little timidly, and I studied her with a curious look.

"What is it?" I asked, and she nodded, biting her lip.

"I wish to be the only companion-servant pleasured like that," she confessed, and I chuckled a little at the request.

"I can do that," I said, studying her. "Although... I have a request as well."

She studied me carefully.

"I desire to taste you whenever it pleases me."

"After the seeding?" she asked, slightly taken aback, and I nodded.

"Especially then," I said, and her hand went to her mouth, as she considered the request.

"Such favor is not for one as me," she countered, and I shrugged.

"I desire it. Will you deny me?" I asked, and she quickly shook her head, a teasing smile crossing her lips.

"No, but... it arouses in me curious desires," she said, shifting over my stiffened part as she did.

I smiled, as she sat upright, but as she moved to remove her soft, little robe, I stopped her.

"Leave it," I said, as I found the sight of the thing bunched up around her waist curiously arousing.

I reached under her, and her breathing intensified as I freed my cock from its confines, and as it stood upright, she stared at it with an almost hypnotic expression, her eyes following it as it swayed subtly under her gaze.

"It is beautiful," she breathed, and I snickered a little at the reaction.

It wasn't the kind of compliment that most men ever received.

I guided her hips down onto the part, and she gasped as it made contact with her inner thigh.

She made a few gyrating movements, letting the thing brush against her own sensitive place several times, and I positioned her, so that my rod pressed against her slit, and as I let her move back and forth along the length, she shuddered at the simulation.

"Is it the custom of the Gods to play teasing games?" she asked, an excited look on her face, and I shook my head.

"Teasing you is just for fun, because you make all those wonderful expressions with your face," I said teasingly, and she smiled.

"Why does my excitement bring you pleasure?" she asked, and I shrugged.

"Who knows, really? All I can say is that you'll find it makes the moment of your seeding all that much sweeter..." I added suggestively.

"Sweeter? As in, more pleasurable?" she asked, and I nodded.

She moved along my length again, this time pausing as my head slipped between the lips of her slit, and as she paused, then tried to angle me to press inside, I placed a hand on her hip, stopping her.

"Uh-uh," I chided her, and she bit her lip, shooting me a pleading look.

"Please, Nate. I desire it strongly," she begged, and I shot her a teasing smile before releasing the pressure of my grasp on her hips, and she gasped as my cockhead almost immediately slipped past her lips.

She shuddered pleasurably at the intrusion, and paused for a moment to collect herself before sinking slowly onto my length.

The movement was slow, but I slid in easily as she was dripping wet, until finally I came against that virginal barrier within her tunnel.

She pressed against it a bit, and winced, then decided to retreat a little, before descending with slightly greater force, and she cried out as I slipped past the thin membrane and into previously unexplored territory.

I held her for a bit until the discomfort subsided, and she nodded, quickly recovering from the momentary jolt, and I let out a low moan of my own as she began to move again, taking me into her tight virgin tunnel, and wrapping pleasurably around my shaft as she sank all the way down onto my length.

She glanced back as our bodies pressed together, and she ground herself against me a bit, before turning to me and shooting me a satisfied grin.

"The stalk is buried to the root; will you fill me now with seed?"

I shook my head, and as she pouted a little, I snickered at her.

"The earth must be properly ploughed before the seed is sown," I said, and her eyes lit up excitedly.

She shifted against me, tentatively, then gasped as I shimmied a bit, moving her with me, until I swung my legs off the side of the bed, then placed my hands around her hips.

"What is your goal-?" she began, but the words gave way to a pleasurable yelp, as I lifted her up along the length of my shaft, until my cock head remained only just ensconced in her slit, and her eyes went wide, and another involuntary yelp escaped her lips as I impaled her along the length of my shaft.

I repeated the motions a few times, until she took two fingers into her own mouth, and bit down on them a little to stifle her pleasurable screams; but I wasn't satisfied yet.

Holding her firmly, I stood up, and she cast a worried look down as I held her in my arms, supporting her weight as I moved across the room, and as I anchored her back against the wall, I guided one leg to the ground, while I kept the other raised and just under my arms.

Then I began to fuck her with much more steady rhythm.

The act seemed to drive Gisela wild, and she was panting and moaning continuously now, and as I leaned in to her neck, I began to kiss along the sensitive expanse of skin, much to her delight.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, and grasped onto me almost desperately, her screams melding together into a single, wavering wail.

Her orgasm seemed imminent, and I responded in kind; picking up the pace as I began to thrust into her with an almost frenzied pace.

Then it happened.

She let out a single extended scream as she came, and the feeling of her insides clamping down on me quickly pushed me over the edge, and I slowed my thrusting as I began to pour forth my seed into her womb.

The fact that I was impregnating this girl; a pretty girl, with an amazingly sexy body, and after I'd just deflowered her no less, drove me absolutely wild, and prompted me to fill her with serving after serving of creamy, white seed.

Her orgasm seemed to go on for forever, and I held her in my arms, but even as she panted, trying to recover from the heightened state of stimulation, cum continued to issue forth from my stalk, and when I finally withdrew, a sticky stream of seed leaked obscenely from her sex, and she crouched down, as her knees buckled, and gave way beneath her.

I guided her to the bed, and as we collapsed there in a satisfied but thoroughly exhausted heap, I shot her an admiring look.

"You were fantastic," I said, and she blushed.

"I am not worthy of your praise," she countered, but as I gently brushed my fingers against her cheek, she hugged my hand, and shuddered a little as she reveled in the feel of my hand against her skin.

"Are you needed elsewhere?" she asked, as I cast a tentative look at the door, and I nodded.

"I promised Cameron I would go to her," I explained, and she nodded.

"I understand. You may wash, if needed," she said, nodding to the attached bathroom, and I obliged, heading to the extension, and using the water which came from the bamboo like stalk to briefly cleanse myself of our combined juices.

I also washed off the sweat and soot that had accumulated from our firefighting escapade, before gathering up my armor, and heading off to Cameron's room, but as I got to the entry hall of the grove tree, I paused, then tried to remember where Miriam was being tended to.

It was the tree besides ours, wasn't it?

I stepped out of the entry hall tentatively, trying to get my bearings when an excited Bianca came barreling towards me.

"Natey! You came to check on me!"

She bounced around excitedly, and I rubbed the back of my head, chuckling nervously, as Molly moved cautiously to her side.

"Hey, do you remember where the princess' room is, by chance?" I asked, and Bianca nodded.

"At least, I think I do. Evie's there, I think. Do you want me to go find her?"

I nodded, and she smiled happily, before darting off.

"She's in a good mood," I said, and Molly chuckled a little.

"We've become best friends overnight, apparently," she said, and I studied her.

"Really now... how come?"

She shrugged.

"I think it has something to do with how quickly I made you cum earlier," she whispered, her tone secretive, and a little teasing. "She's been pressing me for hints and tips all night."

I chuckled a little.

"That's interesting. She'd been going on about how skilled she was at that all week."

Molly moved to my side, and linked my arm in hers.

"Well, you see; her high school nickname was 'the blowjob queen'. Now, she seemed to think that it meant that she was really good at giving them, when really-"

"-it meant that she would blow anyone?" I asked, letting out a little sigh, and Molly nodded.

"A right bunch of losers they sent here, huh? This group of ours..."

We shared a quick smile, as I chuckled a little.

"Yet, I'd quicker spend my days with any of you, than anyone I'd left back on earth," I said, and she quickly nodded in agreement.

"Well, ain't that the truth," she said. "I'd toast you if I had a drink."

"They've got a kind of moonshine here that ain't half bad," I offered, and she smiled.

"Well, don't go holdin' out on your subjects when you get 'royal' access to their stash, 'your highness'," she said, bowing exaggeratedly to me, and I snickered in response.

"I won't," I promised, as I headed off after Bianca.

I got to the entry hall just as she came bursting out of the tree, and as she ran headfirst into me, she shot me a cheeky grin.

"Hey, Nate~. You know, there's a lot of empty rooms in this tree," she said suggestively, and I eyed her with a teasing smile.

"Yes, but you wouldn't neglect your duties while on watch, would you? The punishment for dereliction of duty is exile, you know."

She pouted, and I pinched her cheeks playfully, then ruffled her hair.

"You've done well; keep it up, and I just might let you try out those new tips Molly's been giving you when you get your reward," I hinted, and she grinned wickedly, before darting off excitedly to rejoin her watch-mate.

"Wha- hey, you didn't tell me where the room was!" I called out.

"Nate?"

I turned and saw Evie heading towards me.

"Hey, I was just trying to find you," I said, and she nodded, turning and gesturing to me to follow. "How is the princess?"

She bit her lip nervously.

"It's... a bit worrying," she said. "Her core still hasn't shown any signs of recovery, and while the feedback is giving her enough energy to sustain her, it's also what's making her sick."

"Has she woken up since?"

Evie shook her head, and I frowned.

"Casey told me about the Kobalt's suggestion," Evie said, and I eyed her.

"To save the princess?" I asked, and she nodded. "What do you think?"

She shook her head.

"Giving her a child sounds like such a massive step. I couldn't even wrap my head around the idea of doing something like that, even to save someone's life," she explained, and I chuckled a little.

"They're actually asking for quite a bit more than that," I said, and as she shot me a questioning look, I relayed the request of the companion-servants to all be seeded along with their princess.

"Madness," Evie breathed. "You already have a child on the way..."

Two, I thought, if you count Eradne's.

Then again, perhaps Gisela would now be pregnant as well...

"Well, the children will likely be in the care of the servants, anyway. So, it's only really an ideological dilemma," I suggested, and Evie eyed me with interest.

"Well, that's an interesting way to put it. I guess they expect you to have many wives as well, huh? As future King and all that?"

I nodded.

"It does seem so."

She shifted uncomfortably, and a few times, seemed on the verge of saying something, but she didn't, and soon enough we came to the room.

"Aren't you coming in?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"Having lots of people close to her draws more of the feedback out of her," she explained, and I nodded, but as I popped into the room, I quickly noted that she was out cold, and I decided not to linger there.

"Is Ryker asleep?" I asked, as I rejoined Evie, and she nodded. "Are you watching over her for the night, then?"

"I check on the others too. Myrinne, Jeannie."

"How are they doing?" I asked.

"Myrinne's recovery is slow, but Jeannie seems much better. Plus... she's been spending some time with that Kobalt warrior; Elias, was it?"

I nodded, and she continued:

"It seems to be doing her a lot of good," Evie said, smiling a little, and I nodded in agreement.

As we walked out of the grove tree, Evie let out a sigh, and I studied her.

"How long have we been here?" she asked. "Not even two weeks, is it?"

"This would be day ten, I think."

"It's scary to think of how quickly we're all adjusting to this," she said. "I mean, Bianca fought a monster today..."

"She did well. I didn't really expect it, honestly."

"You did vouch for her though, so maybe it should have been expected," she said, and I turned to study her.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"I dunno," she said, shrugging. "You just... seem to have a fifth sense when it comes to these things."

I laughed a little.

"I don't know about that. I mean, I'd like to think I would have picked up on Emily, if I did."

"You are human," she replied. "Though your record isn't that bad. I mean, Bianca, Raul... even Casey. You gave them a chance, when no-one else might have. And now some of them are a core part of the group."

Evie saw me off, then headed away as I entered the grove tree and made my way over to Cameron's room.

As I got there, however, I was greeted by a surprise, in the form of Lucia curled up in Cameron's lap, fast asleep while she stroked the girl's hair comfortingly.

"Did you bring her up, or did she find her way over here herself?"

"By herself," Cameron said. "I think she was supposed to bunk with Ryker and Evie."

I moved to the bed, then frowned.

"Not big enough for three, huh?"

"Was barely big enough for two," she said, and I smiled.

"Maybe I should get a sleeping bag? Sleep on the floor?" I suggested, and she frowned.

"Grab two, will ya? I don't wanna sleep by myself."

"I'm spoiling you, aren't I?" I said, and she smiled teasingly.

"Well, I am the first wife, and I was promised privileges."

I headed down to the supply cart, and retrieved the items, before making my way back up to Cameron's room, but as I passed by one of the rooms on the way, I felt a subtle pull in the direction of the door, and I paused.

That was Casey, wasn't it?

But as I studied the door, I quickly realized that this was the room that had been prepared for me.

Why would Casey sleep in my room again?

I poked my head in, and sure enough, she was sound asleep on the bed, and I frowned.

I returned to Cameron's room, but as I set up the sleeping bags, she noted the look on my face.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Casey's sleeping in my room," I said.

She shot me a teasing smile, but it quickly faded as she noted the concerned expression that I wore.

"You're worried about it?"

"She got stabbed the last time she did that," I said. "And the person who organized that attack still probably wants me dead."

"Well, do you know where her room is?" she asked, and I shook my head. "Well, why not just bring her here then?"

I stared at Cameron, and she shrugged.

"Lucia doesn't need the bed, she'll be fine with us on the floor," she said, and I snickered a little.

Maybe this might be worth it just to see the look on Casey's face when she wakes up next to the three of us, I thought, with some amusement.

I headed off to my room, and I scooped her up as gently as I could.

She didn't stir, and Cameron helped me get her into the bed, but as I set her down, she mumbled sleepily.

"Kiss me, Nate," she said, and I shot Cameron an awkward look, and she giggled.

"The lady requested a kiss," she said, putting a hand on her hip, and I rolled my eyes, before leaning down, and kissing Casey on the forehead.