Banished Pt. 18

"So, she stays with you?"

"Yup. She's never happy about it, though. She's all like, 'you'll never replace Cammy', and then I'm all like, 'watch me do it, bitch,' and then we kind of try to stab each other a little."

"Cute," I replied, though part of me was kind of worried that Bianca wasn't joking.

Maybe I should try to keep Lucia with me in the future? I thought.

As we headed outside, Bianca gave me a quick peck on the lips, before turning, and darting down the corridor with that playful hop in her step.

Casey's door opened up at that, and as she caught sight of me, she shot me a confused look.

"Nate? What's going on?"

I headed over to her room, and she quickly ushered me in.

"Do you mind if I stay with you tonight?" I asked, and she quickly shook her head.

"No- I mean, it's fine," she said, clearing her throat a little.

She seemed suddenly anxious, much to my amusement.

We'd never spent a night together, huh?

I suddenly remembered all the nights Casey spent in my bed, hoping I'd come join her, and I smiled a little, as I moved to hug her.

"What're you doing?" she asked, her voice sounding a little panicked, and I chuckled in response.

"Hugging you?" I asked, and she bit her lip.

"I- I'm not ready," she said suddenly. "I need to take a shower," she added, and I let out a laugh.

"Well, don't let me stop you," I said, as I headed for the bed and plopped down.

"Are you gonna sleep in those clothes?" she asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, why?"

I sniffed at them a bit, but they still smelled of that perfume that Alva had applied to me, and in any case, these clothes were quite fresh.

"It gets pretty hot at night, is all," she explained, and I nodded.

"I guess," I conceded. "How about you take that shower, and then we'll decide who's wearing what," I suggested, and she quickly nodded; but as she got to the bathroom, I caught her casting tentative glances out at me, before finally stripping and heading into the stall.

She seemed so nervous, and knowing that this was the same Casey who always seemed so calm, collected, and self-assured; it brought me quite a bit of satisfaction.

Who knew she could be this cute? I thought, until I heard her let out a groan of frustration from the shower.

"What?" I called.

"You're thinking something stupid, aren't you?" she called, and I chuckled a little.

"Maybe," I called back.

As I waited for her, I gave the situation some thought, then stripped my shirt off, and as Casey came back into the room, she paused for a second, then sighed.

"You asked for it," I chided, and she shook her head.

"We're not having sex tonight," she warned, and I shrugged.

"I never said we were. Is that the only thing that's ever on your mind?"

I tutted at her, as I continued.

"I came here seeking emotional support, Casey, and just because I took my shirt off doesn't mean that you can just treat me like I'm a piece of meat that you can just; wha- hey, ahahaha!"

I squirmed, laughing as Casey lunged at me and began to attack the sensitive places along my side, but I quickly managed to turn the tables, wresting her firmly into my grasp.

"Did that go the way you thought it would?" I asked, and she frowned.

"You're lucky I'm not an actual fucking wizard," Casey replied, but as I pinned both of her arms over her head and ran my free hand along the bare expanse of flesh along her thigh beneath her council robes, she squirmed a little, shooting me a slightly panicked look.

"You wouldn't dare," she said, and I shrugged.

"Could be my last night here for all I know," I said, and she gnashed her teeth at me.

"Stop fucking saying that!" she snapped, and I chuckled a little, releasing her from my grip.

"I'm just teasing you, Case. I missed you, you know? I missed all of those advisorly duties that you used to perform," I said, and she sighed, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I never stopped being your advisor, Nate. I just-"

She sighed, before continuing:

"This was just easier when I could blame everything on the hypnosis," she admitted, and I smiled, resting a hand on her lap.

"Well, if it'll make you feel better, I could always hypnotize you," I offered, and she turned to stare at me.

"You can do that?"

I shook my head.

"Even the smallest suggestion takes more energy out of me than you can imagine," I said. "But we could pretend."

Casey scoffed.

"Did you think you were still with Bianca? I'm not some child you can just trick," she replied, but as I pulled her down onto the bed beside me and looked into her eyes, I saw a slight flash of panic, and her breath seemed suddenly caught in her throat.

"Fall in love with me, Casey," I said, and she bit her lip.

"Too late for that," she muttered, turning her head away from me, but as I leaned down, nuzzling her neck a little, Casey sighed, then pushed me away.

She sat up, then to my surprise, she stripped off her council robes, before returning to my side wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of cotton panties.

"What?" she asked, as I stared at her breasts admiringly. "You've seen all this before," she said, and I shrugged.

"I could see it a thousand times, and I'd still stop to admire the sight," I answered, and she frowned.

"Smooth talk all you want; I'm here for emotional support, not sex," she warned, and I shrugged, but as she moved onto her side, I slipped a hand around her front and took one of her breasts into my hand.

"Mm. But the feeling of breasts in my hand are so important to my emotional well-being. Or maybe I need them in my mouth," I mused, and she sighed.

To my surprise, she shifted, turning onto her back, and with her good hand, she brought my head down to her bosom.

I sucked the pale, milky globe into my mouth, but even as I sucked gently on the teat, I shot her a teasing look.

"I can't believe you let me get away with that," I teased, and she bit her lip.

"How do you know that I wasn't just manipulating you into sucking on my breast?" she countered, and I snickered a little.

"Touché," I conceded, before taking her breast back into my mouth, and sucking on it gently once more, this time pulling her on top of me, as I rolled onto my back.

I released the fleshy mound from my lips, then nuzzled my face into the valley between her breasts, and sighed contentedly into her chest.

"Do you really get that much satisfaction from those things?" Casey asked, a bit skeptically, and I shot her a wounded look.

"Are you serious? There's only one place in the world that beats being between a woman's breasts; and that's being between her thighs," I replied, and she bit her lip.

I could see the gears turning in her mind, as she tried to rationalize her request, and I smiled, because I knew how easy it would be to convince her.

I urged her forward, kissing her stomach as she scooted forward, and trailing my kisses down towards her pussy, but she stopped me.

"Nate; we'll make a mess if you do that," she warned, and I shrugged.

"A happy mess," I countered, and she studied me, biting her lip as she did.

Her expression was hesitant, but rather than give her the time to reason her way out of it, I wiggled out from under her, and sat upright, cupping her face with my hands as I did.

"I've missed this. You. That cute expression on your face when you're resisting what you feel. I want you tonight," I said, and she eyed me.

"If we have sex and you go out there and die, I will hate you for the rest of my life," Casey warned, and I nodded.

"I accept those terms," I replied, and she shook her head.

"No, I want you to promise me," she said. "Promise me that you'll come back."

I stared into her eyes, then smiled.

"I promised you I wouldn't lie to you, so I won't promise you something like that," I began, but before she could turn away, I stopped her. "I can promise you this, though; tonight, I'm going to make love to you the way I've always wanted to, without holding back. And tomorrow when I leave, I'm gonna fight as hard as I can to make sure that I come back home to do it again, and again, and again."

She looked away, wiping at her eyes a little.

"Nate- I can't do this without you," she said, and I directed her gaze toward me again, this time bringing her lips to mine for a kiss.

"Don't mourn a loss that hasn't happened yet," I said. "I'm here now; you're here now. And I know exactly what I want us to be doing."

She tried to speak, but I cut her off with another kiss.

I kissed her again and again, until she returned the kiss, and her arms snaked their way around my neck as her lips parted, and our tongues began to dance.

I pulled her body close as we kissed passionately, until I broke the kiss, and moved down her body again.

Casey moved off of me, quickly slipping her panties down her legs and discarding them, before climbing onto me, a leg raised over my shoulder, and as she pulled me desperately towards her sex, I obliged.

She was dripping wet, and I looked up into her eyes as I planted my mouth onto her slit, tonguing her as I sucked and slurped up the heavenly nectar of her arousal.

"God, I love the way you eat me," Casey moaned, and I reveled in the praise as much as did in her womanly taste.

As I continued to suck and lick her, I adjusted myself, placing my hands around her thighs from below, then I hefted her up and onto my shoulders, pulling her into my hungry mouth.

She moaned her appreciation, running her fingers through my hair and urging me on, and as she came, I opened my mouth and pressed it to her opening in eager wait of the gushing that typically accompanied her orgasms.

She moaned, her hips twitching in my grasp as she came, and I hungrily drank her juices as they squirted into my mouth, licking and kissing her thoroughly through her orgasm as I did.

"Stop," she finally panted, and I planted one final, gentle kiss, before easing her down onto the bedding, on her back, and she stared up at me, panting as she did.

I caressed her leg which was still raised, and propped against me, but as I moved into her, rolling her hips back a bit to give me access to her rear tunnel, she stopped me.

She reached forward, and stroking my length a little, she guided me to her pussy instead.

I eyed her, searching for some indication of her intent, and she nodded.

"You will come back to see your child," she said, and I swallowed uncertainly, as I held her gaze.

I paused, unmoving, but she urged me forward, and as I felt my stiffened cock slipping easily into her slick, welcoming tunnel, I let out a soft, low moan.

Casey kept my gaze fixed on hers, and she pulled me down for a kiss as I slid all the way in.

"Make love to me, Nathan," she whispered, nuzzling our noses together, and I stared into her eyes, my senses lost in a kind of trance.

My hips began to move on their own, slowly, withdrawing my length to the tip before sliding back inside of her, and I reveled in the sensation.

"I love how it feels; being inside of you," I moaned, and she nodded.

"Then fuck me," she replied, wrapping herself around me, and urging my movements on.

Her insides were wrapped deliciously around me, and every movement inside of her was pushing me to the point of orgasmic bliss.

"You really want this?" I asked, still hesitant, and she nodded; but as I moved against her, I saw that flicker of doubt behind her gaze, and I sighed.

"What?" she asked, as slowed my movements down.

"You promised you wouldn't lie to me," I said, and she frowned.

"I'm not. I- I want this. Because you'll come back to your child," she reasoned.

She wrapped her legs around me, trying to coax me into moving, but instead, I hefted her up.

"Casey; I will do everything in my power to come back to you. You have my word," I said. "But kids can wait until you're ready to smile for me. In the meantime, though," I continued, pulling my cock from her pussy, and pressing the engorged head into the small opening just beneath her slit, "I think I'll settle for that wonderful face you make when I fuck your ass."

Casey moaned as I slid slowly inside, the juices leaking down from her puss giving more than enough lubrication to easily work my length inside of her.

"God, I have no idea how the fuck I became such a slut for anal, but when you fuck me like this, I feel pleasure like nothing imaginable," she moaned.

I bottomed out inside of her, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her much tighter rear tunnel, and as I leaned down and brought our faces together, we began to kiss; a passionate, almost animalistic kiss, and as I began to fuck Casey, she growled into my mouth.

"Tell me this is the only ass you've ever fucked," she growled.

"It is."

"Tell me it'll be the only one," she said, and I nodded, as I began to really pound her now.

She was grunting with each successive thrust, and one of my hands instinctively wrapped itself around her throat.

I didn't squeeze, instead just holding her, letting her feel the power of being in my grasp while I ploughed into her with an almost animalistic intent, and it drove her wild.

I was in heaven, and I grunted loudly as I began to unload, pouring my thick, milky seed into her, and she moaned pleasurably in response, not getting to an orgasm, but enjoying the thorough fucking and seeding nonetheless.

Casey panted, and I did too as I collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried deeply inside of her ass.

"I'll probably have a lot of advisors, but no-one else will ever be my kinky anal whore," I confessed, and to my surprise, Casey grinned.

"At least that's not a list," she said, and as she giggled, I moaned a little at the resulting stimulation along my sensitive shaft.

I moved off of her, pulling out of her as I did, and as Casey eyed the thick, sticky seed covering my slightly softening cock, she suddenly leaned forward, bending down and taking me into her mouth, and sucking on me until she had sucked up every last bit of my seed.

"That's interesting," I said, and Casey shrugged.

"What kind of anal whore doesn't suck a cock clean after pulling it from her ass?" she asked, and I chuckled at her, but the image triggered a memory-

"Oh, fuck me. I just remembered; I fucked Vanessa in the ass, didn't I?" I said.

I felt slightly crestfallen, and Casey shrugged.

"Yeah, but I made you do that," she reasoned. "Maybe you're my anal whore then," she said, smirking at me a bit, and I frowned.

"So, what? I have to ass-fuck anyone at your command?" I asked, and she shrugged.

"Maybe we can even expand this ass-play to go both ways," she teased, and I snickered in response.

"Don't think that that's something I'd shy away from," I teased, and she rolled her eyes.

"Maybe we'll just stick to doing it this way, then. Unless there's some ass I decide I want you to plow."

We took a quick shower and got cleaned up, but after giving the bedding a spot clean, we decided to head over to my room instead, settling in there for the night.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

I was lying on my back, with Casey on her side, resting her head against my shoulder, and she was tracing absent circles across my chest.

"I'm just nervous about tomorrow," she said. "I don't know if you're putting up a tough act or what, but I still remember what it felt like watching Ethan tear through our fighters like they were nothing."

"Trust me; I am thinking about it," I replied. "I just don't feel worry the way you do, remember?"

Casey frowned.

"Don't you miss Cameron?" she asked, and I sighed.

"More than you can imagine. I just didn't think you'd want to talk about that," I teased, and she shook her head.

"My possessiveness ends when people start getting stabbed," she reasoned, and I nodded.

"Fair enough."

"I'm still struggling to understand this whole you needing emotional support thing," Casey added.

"Honestly, I'm not sure I understand it either. Might be something the princess did... or maybe even something I'm doing," I said.

"Something you're doing? What does that mean?"

I frowned.

"I guess I promised Cameron that I wouldn't switch off my ability to feel pain over losing her if I ever did," I explained, and she stared at me.

"Wait, you're serious? You're doing that? Like right now?"

I nodded.

"Hurt like hell yesterday. Honestly, I thought I was going to die," I confessed, and Casey scoffed.

"You let yourself feel that when you could have just switched it off? That's crazy."

"A promise is a promise. Besides; hiding from something just because it hurts is pretty ugly," I replied, and Casey rolled her eyes at me.

"Ugh. You and this 'beautiful' thing. Is corrupting an innocent little girl into being your anal slut 'beautiful'?" she asked derisively, and I quickly nodded.

"C'est Magnifique!" I declared, bringing my fingers together to my lips and blowing an exaggerated kiss at her for effect, and she groaned, turning on her side facing away from me, and folding her arms crossly.

"I know it's not the same thing, but I felt like I was dying when you relieved me of my duties back then," Casey said. "I guess didn't realize that I was that much in love with you, but... I felt like I would make any compromise if it would make things normal between us again."

"Well, for what it's worth, I'm sorry that that happened. I never actually wanted to hurt you," I offered, but she shook her head.

"Pain has its purpose sometimes. And I was letting my feelings turn me into something that you couldn't accommodate anymore."

I slipped a hand under Casey's arm, and cupped one of her breasts, as I scooted closer to her.

"For what it's worth, I'm thankful to have both my advisor and my kinky anal slut back in my life," I said, kissing her neck, and she smiled for a second, before rubbing her forehead agitatedly and letting out a frustrated groan.

"Fucking hell, Casey. That shouldn't feel like such a compliment," she argued, and I snickered at her.

"Are you sure? Because you were blushing like a schoolgirl," I teased, and she sighed.

"I wish you made it just a little easy to hate you."

"Do you really?" I asked, and as she looked over at me, she bit her lip, shaking her head timidly.

"'Before you think about what it might be, think about what it is'," she said, and I studied her.

"Who said that?" I asked, and she sighed.

"My professor; back when he was trying to get me on board for the research project under the company."

"Oof," I replied, shaking my head. "Not bad advice, but hell of a place it got you."

"I don't know how I feel about that place anymore. I'm more important here than I ever was in my previous life; although, almost all of that is on you."

I shook my head.

"You've earned your place, Casey. By this team, and by my side."

She turned to face me, then resting her hand against my cheek, she leaned in and gave me a kiss.

"And I could lose it all in a heartbeat."

I scoffed.

"You're smarter than that. I know you don't want to hear it, but if the worst-case scenario goes down, you have to lead the way. And you can do it too. I know you can."

She smiled a little.

"Maybe I can; but I still don't want to. This advisory position is only worth it because of all of the awesome sex that comes with it," she said, and I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Who are you and what have you done with my Casey?" I asked, and she shot me a teasing look.

"I'm being honest with myself; that's what your 'wife' taught me," she said, and I laughed.

"My wife, huh? I figured it would send you into a catatonic state to call her that."

"It would; except in my mind that whole husband/wife roleplay is just whatever you two get up to in bed. She's nothing more than a fellow advisor, really."