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Its blindingly white, thats what Stelle first thought glancing up at the strange unfamiliar white ceiling. She would describe further if there wasn’t suprising as she cast around. That is Phainon, three Phainon gathering around infact.
Her feet touch the cold tile and they stopped talking. “Youre awake Partner” Phainon with blue eyes greeted her. A smile just like how she remember.
Stelle look at Phainon then second and third Phainon—well they all have different calling and physique, but essentially they are still the same person. “Um soo mind explaining?” Stelle point to three of them.
“Well, i don't know either” he answered while scratching his head. He try giving her information but admitted he is as clueless as she. “I just wake up and sees both of them already standing near the door. Both of them said they also don't know where we are.”
Appropriate answer she suppose, but that wasnt what she question about: how there three of you or why you here or is it a dream?
“Khaslana tried all the technique he had to open the door except using his big meteor.” he point at yellow—more fiery, burning but now calm—looking Khaslana. “Reaver help him using his clone, even using his Janus coreflame but no avail.”
She looks at the third Phainon, Flame Reaver. Well more like glancing up to meet his masked face. He is bigger than the rest of them. His black robe isn’t touching the floor as he levitate—unlike Khaslana.
Stelle got close to the door Phainon talked about and inspect it further. A noticeable thing is the huge slash across with a burnt mark.
She tried to twist the knob but its stuck. forcefully stab it using her lance, hit it using her bat, stab the side using her lance and threw her hat clumsily resulted nothing. The door still remain unbroken.
Observing the room she in: the wall is the same colour as the ceiling, no window or even a gap. Theres only a steel king size frame bed then a furniture beside it. There appear to be a drawer with lamplight ontop of it; she doesn't know why its there considering the lightning here can blind a person.
She seen this type of room before, or to be more precise she read this type of room from somewhere before. She goes back to group of Phainon’s. They seems to focusing at her all this time (with different expression). Khaslana folded his arms, too relaxed for the situation they in and she cant read reaver emotion. Phainon however is evidently worried. His mouth may shape a thin smile but his eyes and brow shown otherwise.
“So what do you think partner, any idea?” He ask, his tone also filled with worry. This may be the second time Stelle see him this worried. Eexcept in the fairies maze where they build a restaurant together.
“Well for starters have you seen a paper?” She ask first to Phainon, the one who more active in these conversations. Phainon shakes his head.
“Me and Reaver start blasting the door, so we dint check the room yet.” Khaslana answer while reaver still not say anything.
She got closer to the drawer, where she presumably think a paper will be there, but theres none. As she opened up the all storage untill notice something under the drawer. It has a same color but with her eagle eye it has a different texture than the floor.
“Ahah found it!” She shout in suprised. She waved the folded paper to them with a proud smile on her face.
“What is it?” Khaslana ask
“A requirement to get out,” she reluctantly answer the next word, “….worst case scenario is to have sex” but decide to tell them. A chorus of huh comes from three of them, yes even Reaver hoarse voiced is heard.
“Well i read something with this type of setting before” she inhale, suddenly feeling nervous explaining something so embarassing. But this is needed to prepare them for what’s to come. “two people stuck in a room, to get out they need to fill a condition.”
Well she will never tell on why or where she read it, this secret is between her and to aeon (and beside they didn’t question her).
An awkward silent enveloped them all, more striking than the blindingly white room she in. This goes on for a while until Khaslana speak “but you said its a worse scenario”
“Yes, there are times where the requirements is non-sexual, like telling each other secret is one of the example”
Her answer warmed the chilling silent atmosphere as the three glances at each other. Making them more accept to upcoming result. Phainon cough as a way to cover up his flustered reaction.
“Then can i be the one who read it?” Phainon ask her, she nods. Giving it to him as they all quiet. Waiting for him to read for them.
“The requirements to get out of this room is to have sex—okay you know what partner, lets search the room.” he stopped reading mid sentence, glancing at Stelle then to Khaslana. “There’s probably other option to get out of here.”
Khaslana nods while Stelle silently watch. From what she read this type of room has noway out; but she didnt tell them. Even if the ending is known to her, she would like to try and find other possibilities together.
“dont..bother…no….way…out” Stelle doesn’t notice Reaver was missing until he touched her shoulder. The cold gauntlet sends shiver to her spine—and probably because he just been quiet behind her.
“Are you sure?” Phainon ask him which he get a nod from him
Now the silent is more jarring, no one dared to move or even breathe. Untill Stelle offer her another solution
“I can try to use my stellaron to catch aeon attention, but i doubt THEY will answer. Especially Aha on this case.”
“You mean the Aeon of elation? What do you mean by that?” Khaslana asked her.
“Yes, me and the Astral Express are in Planarcadia before all this, its a planet that worship THEM.” She put her finger on her chin, lost in her thought. “Actually Planarcadia is hosting a game to commorate THEM right now. Whoever winning this game is gonna get Aha audience. Me and sunny is the player in these game.”
“Well is there a possibility that one of the player planned this?” Phainon catches on quick with it’s innerworking from her rough explaining. That a magnificent reward need a sarcifice of the same weight.
“I don’t think so. While All the player does want something from this game, but we decided to work together.” Stelle shrugged “And beside if that was the case then it would be me and sunny who stuck here”
She doesn’t say on why they are working together. The detail is not important. Stelle want him to rest, not him worrying or being guilty for not being there for her. Beside she’s not alone in this fight
“But lets get on track, what i mean is—” she said while clapping her hand, distracting them before they ask any more details— “i think whoever doing this is either Aha or someone from one of the faction in Planarcadia.”
Stelle thought alot of this theory, while she is not the best at deducing and finding red thread like Ashveil, she rules out every faction she knew so far until its only one left, the masked fool. This style is also fitting of them, a faction where they fill up their hedonistic nature, even if it means costing human suffering.
But it feels like something is missing. Now that she think about it, what did she do before all this? She had no recollection or memory before getting stucked in this room. The more she think about it, the more hazy her mind is. She can’t think clearly like trying to search something amidst the rain; her hearing is distracted by the harsh downpour and a fog blurred her vision. She doesn't even notice her surrounding until she feel her body swaying.
“Partner!”
“Stelle answer me”
A shout successfully pull her consciousness from her foggy mind. She catches their orbs staring down on her. Wait staring down?
“Thank titans, are you okay?”
“What happen?” Her voice come off weakly. Like she still dazed in that fog.
“You suddenly got silent then started wobbling.” Khaslana replied. His hand touching her cheek, making her heart jump. “if Reaver is not right behind you, your head will already hit the floor.”
She look up and sees the mask staring right at her, while she can see his expression, she has an inkling that he's worried about her the same as everyone else. She can feel his radiating warmth from his body blending in her body. She hold his cold gauntlet that’s hugging her waist and murmur thank you to him, which Reaver only nods in response.
Phainon seems to contemplate something, until his gaze meet her amber eyes. "Seems like partner is in serious situation right now," Those blue sky carry a determination behind it, "and i refuse to be the one who hold her up here"
then his cornflower pupil shake, turn around to avoid her gaze. He scratch his redden cheek as if his will turn into a mist. "even if it means i have to do it with her" he says his lt thought in a murmur.
“I also agree with you. If getting her out of here means making myself THEIR entertainment, then be my guest. My life is already a joke in THEIR eyes, whats one more”
"...yes"
Khaslana comment cut deep in her chest. “Im.. sorry for dragging you all to this mess” she apologized as thatthe only thing she can uttered.
Stelle just want to smack whoever trapping them here, but yet she cant do anything except blaming herself. If her theory is true, then she just roping in a innocent person here with no connection to THEM or Planarcadia. And out of everyone else its him, the one who suffered the most by fate hand.
“Dont blame yourself partner.” Khaslana comfort her. “Its not you who should take the blame. After all you are still in the same predicament as us"
"And actually i rather you’re stuck with us than with anyone else."
Huh. That word blow out the wind in her body. She blinkly look at him, asking to repeat his word silently but Khaslana said nothing. Like what Stelle hear is just her hallucinations.
“Well Partner! Will you be so kind and read the rest to us?”
Stelle looks at the folded envolope he give her and takes it. She opened it and read it loud enough to be heared by three of them.
“The requirements to get out of this room is to have sex and make all the performers climax. While the audience who sit on the chair is watching them all, good luck” she read, leaving out the :D emoticon.
“Huh a chair? Theres no chair-” Stelle thought aloud until she feel a tap on her shoulder. Its Reaver, and he’s pointing out to the chair that magically appear. Its your average plastic chair with no armrest, but the position threw her off as its facing the bed, everyone in the room know what that chair is.
“Titans, Zagreus is pulling a prank on our asses right now” Phainon choked on his saliva, like this is the most shocking thing today
“Considering Zagreus is THEIR copy, you might hit the nail on that one” Khaslana chided, an attempt to make fun of this situation but there sourness in his voice.
“So who volunteer to sit there? Because its definitely not gonna be Reaver” Stelle pointing at him. Both Phainon and Khaslana stare at him too, from his head to the robe that touch the floor. Everyone agree that Reaver will bring destruction to this poor single chair.
“This chair is too small for me and uncomfortable for my wings”
“Andd that's the more reason why you should sit in that chair Khaslana.” Phainon puts his hand on his hips with a mean smile towards him. “Your wings and halo will mask the watcher view”
“But you seem to forgotten that you can’t fly Phainon.” Khaslana shot him back, which surprised Phainon. “I can match Reaver height, so it doesn’t put any strain on Stelle body”
Sex on the air? Stelle trailblazing instinct finds it appealing…but her rational side quickly creep in. The time is not right for that kind of thingking.
“Um what about me-” she hold her hands high, volunteering herself to sit on it instead.
“No!” Both of them answered in unison, followed up by Reaver hands tightened on her waist. It seems Reaver also against the idea. Well Stelle guess the room are already decided on what role she do tonight, but clearly from their argument, no one is going to back off tonight.
.
.
.
“Someone is setting me up”
There on the floor, a single dice with a number of 5, an odd one. That mean Khaslana won; She find a dice in the drawer, where she sure its not something there before. And Stelle figure she does something with it.
"I demand a rematch." Phainon says, his competitivenes flared in.
"You say that last time" Khaslana says with amused smile on his face.
"Okay then Mr. ‘lucky’ explain me this, how is the dice always rolled on a odd one 5 times in a row?"
“Maybe its a karma from all the cheating you do in competition with Mydei” Stelle decided to tease him, ignoring the obvious elephant in the room. “Or maybe the dice is some kind of heirloom, you know your own luck in these thing” Stelle snickered at him.
“Partner please stop joking around or Reaver going to start howling on the ground” he said flatly, finding the whole situation unfunny.
The person in question appeared uninterested, prefering to look at his right side as his arm folded. But she caught his slightly trembling body and a huff behind his mask. He, like everyone except phainon, also find the situation quite humorous.
“We can go again if thats what you want”
Phainon stared at the dice too long and he sighed in defeat “I rather save some pride i have left. I have a feeling somebody planned this out for me”
Then a letter appear right in the air, Phainon catches it and folded it open. His pupil moving right to left reading the letter. Stelle curious nature makes her approach him, closing the distance between both of them
“No stripping, no touching genitals, focus on actor performance.” Stelle read the word, he try to get further away from her but she got closer. “Wow this one is pretty weird and detailed huh”
“I told you partner someone is setting me up”
She would laugh at him, telling him how cute his pout is if the main event isn't right infront of her. Phainon is already taking a seat, Khaslana and Reaver are in the bed. Everybody is already in their designated position, except her.
“Feeling nervous?”
“..a little bit” she tell him truthfully. When first read the first paper, a feeling of anxious with her guilt stemmed in. While the laugh easen up her nerves, Now that it’s all silent, the emotion she thought was gone is resurfaced.
“..haha i thought you wouldn’t be so on edge partner.” his eyes soften, emphatic to her feeling. “I started to think this is not your first time encountering this kinda thing”
She wanted to protest, refuting his word that throughout her journey as a trailblazer, being stucked in the same room with him and do it with him is not comparable to anything she come across. Its because she is stuck with him. He’s special enough to her.
“Dont make that face, im sorry for thinking that way. If this can comfort you any better,” he hold her hands, guiding her to where his heart is, “im also feeling quite nervous, from the start i awoke beside you.”
She felt it, a slightly faster heartbeat than a normal one, thumping the same beat as her. This new found discovery soothes her breathing, that she is not alone on this. Her posture relaxed at the thought.
“And im sure the two of them also feel the same” Phainon adds, looking behind her back where the two looking at them silently.
“Thank you Phainon”
“Dont worry, just talk if you comfortable”
She detached herself from his hold slowly, like he is trying to give her one last courage—or maybe to feel her hands one last time. Walking over a few steps she sit at the bedside untill two of them scoot over to her, closing their distance between them. Their weight causes the bed to sink in.
Reaver sitting behind her back put his hands on her waist like last time. Now the atmosphere changed she realized of how big Reaver hand compared to her waist. A thought flashes over her mind about how easily he can singlehandedly crush her with only his hand. Her heart jumping wildy and the room suddenly get hotter.
Or maybe is it because of their body? Now that she think about it how did she not get burned yet? Especially with Reaver and Khaslana body that’s filled with more than 400 million of ember. But as their body touch one another, their warmth is there. Her body is like roasted like a rotisorrie chicken, is this a dream? (Is her dream wanted to be fucked by two Phainon while other Phainon watching them-) This probably a dream-
“…you’re distracted”. Khaslana says as he gazed at her, his hand resting on her thigh. His wings obscuring her view of Phainon, so the only thing Stelle can see is his spiky blonde hair and his golden eyes like a burned dawn.
“You can say no to this stupid play” he continues, his tone gone deeper than before. “i’ll blast our way out of here”
Stelle knew he meant it, he will find a way for it, for a price of his existanc. Once for a new dawn of his home, this time its for her.
But Stelle doesnt want that
“I dont want to” Stelle instantly refused. “i want us to go out of the door together.”
“You and me back home.”
His Amphoreus, her astral express, home.
So she put her lips on his own, not waiting for his signal as she put both her hand to his chest. At first she thought she was dreaming, seeing his face and talking to him for a long time in these unfamiliar places. But the way his heart beating underneath her palm and his hand holding her cheek while his body stiffen feels too real.
Both of them just smashed their lips for awhile, not knowing what to do until she lick his bottom lip, praticing what she read somewhere. She caught his suprised gasp, just in time for her putting her tounge, licking his bared teeth.
Feeling his body tremble at this action gives her courage, she pushes more into his mouth putting her tounge into her mouth. Before she can push any further their noses bumped, distrupting the flow.
She pulled out from their kisses, taking a breath when she see Khaslana ear redden side to side. Cute. So she paused the kiss, changing her target to attack his nape by giving it a peck, which reward her a whimper. He’s so cute. Stelle can see traces of phainon even in this form, the way he doesnt look at her but doest turn away or rejecting her advances.
She’s continues on peppering him kisses on his upper jaw, having way too much fun on teasing him. His grip tighten at the cover. He can only surrender himself until she lick his adam apple, giving it a wet open kisses and something in him snap.
Before she can appreciate his blown pupil he suddenly grab her scruff and suddenly crash his lips to her. The suddenness threw her off more as he aggressively put his whole tongue inside her mouth. Probbing her mouth until his tongue touches her own and her breath stopped at that moment.
His hands busied himself, giving it a light squeeze in her inner thigh. Reaver hands worked through her undergarment, grazing her skin until it touch her bra. She moan into Khaslana mouth. He cut her bra in half, spilling free her tits. She wants to protest to him but distracted by a swipe on her clothed cunt.
Khaslana testing the water by trying to feel the wetness of her undies until accidentally touching her clit, the pleasure that comes from it give her a flinch. While she doesn't feel much because the limited texture of her undies, the simulation from their warmth that's all over her and Reaver pointy nail scratching her erected nipple makes her body sensitive that she now gripping Khaslana choker to cover her moan.
Stelle feel her body is being electrocuted when he circle the clit, giving him an opening to deepen the kiss. As she her vision turn hazy from the lack from oxygen he broken the kiss. A string of saliva that connected between them broken as he talk “its wet down here,” he lightly chuckle “come on partner, i want to see it” with his raspy voice. Stelle who is still enamored by the kiss started to move up her hips, helping him who eagerly taking off her underwear while hanging on Reaver neck.
She looks up and sees Reaver still wearing his mask. She lightly touches his mask but abruptly stopped by his hands. Reaver shakes his head. Before she can ask why a squeak sound come out of her as a finger touch her bared cunt.
“Its really hot and wet down here” he gather her slick with his middle finger, swiping up and down then positioning it in front of her vagina.
With his hands covered by her skirt, she can sense his movement which Stelle finds it erotic. “Please be gentle” Stelle pleaded to him, her heart is ringing loudly in her ear. Her hands that’s gripping Reaver hands he offered mid air is shaking; she doesn’t know if its because of anticipation or nervousness that’s brewing in.
“Always,” with his gentle eye he looks at her, pecking her forehead lovingly then slowly slides his knuckle in carefully. “For you.”
She gasped for air as his finger wriggling inside her then stopping when it’s in. Its a weird sensation but her lusted mind think its hot. “Its really tight.” He sigh, like he’s the one who’s getting pleasured. He bunch up her skirt to see his fingers goes in and out “you’re so eager, sucking all in.”
The sound it produces turns her on, it never been this wet when she’s alone. Stelle can feel herself coming but being interrupted when its near. She whimpered in confusion as Khaslana taking his finger out but he’s respond by giving a peck on her cheek like asking for forgiveness.
“Lets show this pretty sight to him”
He stepped down from her view. Just as she trying to process his word with her muddled brain, she caught a blue orbs staring down at her. He look at her up from her messy hair and her reddening face, to her tits that's still played to her bottom glistening with her slick. Stelle who is now aware of her appearance quickly try to close her legs but Reaver move his hand to hold both of her thigh together.
Khaslana then part her bottom lips, showing the thirsty man of her hole. He then press her clit, circling it as she subconsciously opening her legs more hoping for more simulation as he maintain his finger, showing Phainon of her quivering hole. Stelle trashed around as she feel her climax coming, gripping the black robed behind her tighter.
“Come, infront of him” Khaslana word is like a lighter for her impending climax, twitching her hips as she reach her peak while the man infront of them stays silent, focusing of how her hole is pulsating, closing in and out as if its begging someone to put it in. She no longer care about it, her eyes rolling back as she enjoying the pleasure Khaslana given to her.
“Good job” Khaslana said, his voice is raspier than before. He grazes over her neck and sucking her pulse that seems to calming every second it thump, giving it love it deserve.
Her body slowly become relaxed by his kiss. She didn’t notice her blurred vision until a cold touch wiping her tears, brushing from her cheek to her gaping mouth. “Kiss?” she ask quietly, looking up to the mask infront of her face, but he still refuse.
“no…”
Stelle catched her breath as she stared at him. She recalled her memories of their first meeting; him stabbing Anaxa chest. And how he slays everyone without mercy: Chrysos heir, Dolos kin and a village tucked away by time. So who wouldve thought that the same person—Phainon called him the enemy of flamechase journey— is the one who hailed as the people saviour, the bearer of Amphoreus wishes.
His mask is a barrier that seperates him from himself. His role as a deliverer and a prisoner. And now he’s mask it—covering his guilt, self-blame, broken— from her. But Stelle wouldnt allow it. Ignoring her wobbling legs she stand eye to eye to make herself serious. Her waist is supported by Khas hands, he probably know what Reaver is thinking but choose to be silent, letting Stelle do the talking.
“Take off your mask,” Reaver groan when Stelle grasp its tent, “or im taking this insode my mouth.”
If Stelle head is a bit clearer, she would addresed his insecurity with consolation or loving word. But now shes thirsty, her mind filled with fog and thought of getting dicked down there makes her itch.
Stelle will prove him that she accept as he is and cast off his doubt—Even if she has to take this monstrosity inside her mouth.
“I can also take both of you at the same time”
Before they can protest, she cut them both “Its faster this way, and i want to try it” Stelle said sternly.
“No, what if i cant control of myself” What if i hurt you— a sentence he left ouut, but she guess his intention either way.
“Thats okay, you will never hurt me.” She reassured him “And beside im the galatic baseballer, a trailblazer and also your partner”
While Khaslana is silent, Stelle takes out the dick right infront of her—Reaver doesn’t stop her this time—and it almost slap her face. its hard and enormous. She gulped. Maybe she overestimated herself.
“Heh, i forgotten my partner has stubborn side of her”
“Well i take that as a compliment- ah!?” She shrieked in suprise as he lift her hips and kneaded her butt. She can feel a hard rod that slowly going inside.
Distracting herself by focusing on Reaver dick, she brave herself by doing a single stroke and see it tremble in her hand. Watching a pearl of precum formed, she curiously lick it. His semen taste bitter but also wholly him. It fuelled her desire to take him.
Even as she take him deeper, the smell of burning wheat filled her nostril makes her want more. Unknowing to her that Khaslana who grip her waist tighter and fully sheathed in a single thrust, making a muted sound.
“Sorry Stelle, but what i said is true. But you can take it, right?” he said but theres no apologetic tone in it, only a desire that come out his mouth.
Her back fucked her like animal in heat, Khaslana has been silent except for groaning loudly to picked by her ears, he grabbed her both side waist like he wants to impaled her with his dick. Every pounds his balls to her clit produced a erotic wettery sound. And all can she do is moaning around reaver dick who is standing still unlike the other one, holding her neck gently to make sure she doesnt choke which she felt eternally gratefull for.
Being treated like this— pull and push, fierce yet gentle— Stelle never thought she into this.
Reaver pants grew harder as he hold himself back from cumming in her mouth. she doubled her effort, licking his uretha encouraging him to cum. Her saliva dropped down from his chin to the cover that darkened by absorbing their body fluid.
Sensing Reaver hands pulling from his cock she persistently clutches his pants tighter, she refuses to let go. makes her clingily holding him toghter Reaver tried to pull her out as she can feel it twitch but she persitently refuse, changing her hold to his legs. Her change unintentionally makes his cock go deeper than he anticipated. His last Trigger is her teeth scraped the skin which him to cum in her mouth.
As khaslana thrust in last time, a warmth spread across her stomach—this pushed her to brink as she arched her back like a shooting bow. His wings flattered every time he spurted his cum inside. Khaslana hands membantu her as he play with her clit, prolonging her orgasm as he can feel her gummy wall squezzed his cock.
Reaver remove her from his half-erected cock. "..spit it out" Reaver to her as he open her mouth with his thumb. Stelle tried to spit the sticky bitter stuff from her mouth before he kneel down on the floor and help her by brushed her toungue gently.
"Are you okay partner?" Khaslana ask in worried. He turned her body around and lay her to the bed like she's made from glass. Stelle can only hum in dazed, she cant feel anything below her body is and her mind is still recovering from the experience.
Series of slided drawer caught her attention. "There seems to be no water here" khaslana said as he closed the last one a bit forcefull than he intended to be. "From all the thing THEY decide to put and appeared but nothing is any useful".
He cups her right cheek with his hand, his figure seems to be glowing but he doesnt seem to be bothered, instead his attention is fully on her. His brow furrowed in worried and his dawn ember eyes also reflected on it.
"Are you okay? Are we both too hard on you?"
The word she wanted to say—his apperance or theyre going to go this fast— stucked in her throat. So Stelle settled to ease his worry by gently clapsed her hand on top of his. "Im okay khas" her voice is courser than usual.
"See i can do it. And its great" Stelle giggle breathlessly. “Ten out of ten. Greatest experience in all my life”
A lighthearted chuckle comes out of him. “I guess i worry too much, but im glad you enjoyed it” his voice is a lot calmer now. His brow relaxed and his eyes stared at her lovingly. His thumb circling her cheek, savouring their last moment together before he disappear.
Then a chill came across her other cheek. As the glitter of stars roaming around his body, Reaver face moving closer to her face. “…love,” his mask touched Stelle forehead, “..you”. Stelle can feel his warmth throughout his gauntlet.
“Love you too”
They stay in that position for awhile until their existence faded along with their touch. She felt its too soon to part ways. They both dont talk much. And her question about how they split remain unanswered.
The parting between them makes her a bit aware about the space that's too vast, too empty without Khaslana big halo and Reaver giant figure until a pair of blue came in her view.
“Now that the door is unlocked lets get you back partner. Considering we’re here for few hour, everyone in the Astral Express must be looking out for you”
Phainon moved her body to sit by bedside. “Its unsanitary but please bear with me” He pat her inner thigh with his cloak, trying to clean her from the bodyfluid.
“I cant do more than this. I’ll help take the rest off once we outside”
Stelle ears doesn’t catch what Phainon telling her, can only hmm as response. Too focused on a tent that seems too uncomfortable to been ignored—not her fault his dick catches her eye. Him being excited and forced to endure it alone makes Stelle guilt worse. Even as someone who strong willed as him.
“But Phainon, can you get out looking like this? I heard its hurt..” Stelle questioned him. She doesnt want him to be hurt or uncomfortable because of her.
He instantly stiffen and slowly removed his hand from her. Standing up straight and tried to hide it with his cloak, but the image already burned in her mind. “I can handle it this much. Besides it doesnt hurt anymore…”
“Huh? What does that mean-” she looks at him like her synesthesia beacon is broken. Stelle then took second glance at the plastic chair, the position of the backrest is now faced the bed unlike before.
"Phainon did you just-” hump that chair. A question that stuck in her throat as she looked at his tomato face.
“So you dont have to force yourself to do it” his adam apple moved. “I-I cant help myself, im sorry.”
He apologized like he’s doing something that will creep her.
But in really she finds it hot. Suddenly everything is not enough and she want more.
Before he can spiral in self-remorse, she abruptly shoved his cloack and press closer to licked the wet patch. His hips jerked as Stelle tried to wet it with her saliva like she’s trying to taste his desperation of her.
Unlike Reaver who Stelle can only observe his from his movement, Phainon is more expressive. A whimper and a slurred wait can be heard from his mouth. His dick twitch as Stelle sucked harshly at the head and a wanton of moan tingled her core.
Just then a push stop her before she can unzip it. Her shoulder being held while the man panting hard. His misted eyes looks fixed on her.
“Stelle-”
His protest is interrupted by Stelle as she pull his body with all her might closer. Phainon, who didn't anticipate this lose his balance and all of sudden he’s on top of her.
“But everyone back-”
“Please” her voice filled with want. “i…i just want to be with you for a moment.”
He doesn't says anything. His cornflower widen and his breath turn rough. As if shy he hides himself on her shoulder. Does she pushed him too far? But she doesn’t want to part from him, atleast not now.
Because she missed him. So much.
A slight thrust, a silent approval from him. It makes her happy inside. A small movement turn to full grind to her unclothed cunt.
The atmosphere changed. The room filled with their moan, and both grind each other.
“I-i ahh i see you back in home, i see you when i look at the sky” Phainon ragged breath touch her ears. “I miss you stelle, i miss you so much-you have no idea how happy..ahh..meeting you here.”
He cradle her hips up to make sure his dick graze her clit. She closed her legs on his hips as she grind on his hard on. It hurts but also good. It fuels her pleasure on.
“Me..ah-me too—phainon”
“Stelle im gonna-”
She lets herself go. As both of them reach their climax at the same time. She’s sure her fluid is now mixed with his cum.
As she catch her breath, a tear run down and absorbed by his clothes. How many times she cried today? But that thougt soon interrupt as Phainon nose touched her own. The lust in his eyes is gone, now filled with sadness and longing.
“i dont want to leave, but i have to” he murmur
“I know. But we have to aren’t we?”
Stelle is still in his arms as he walked toward the door. Both of them doesn’t let go until the end and noone said anything about it.
“Promise me, we will met under the real starry sky,” she grip his back tighter as she hear a click, “and you will hear the ending of the book you recommend me”
“I promise Stelle. And tell the express crew i say hi”
Stelle hums in aggrement. As both of them cross the door in each other embrace, she closed her eyes to preserve his smell filled with wheat and a warmth like a morning sun.
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“Shh, Welt. She's tired. Let her sleep.”
A noise cut through the darkness. As everything fades out Stelle can see Himeko amd mister Yang who looked at her in concern.
“Ah did i wake you up? I was just checking up on you. Sorry for distrubing your rest.” Welt said.
“You’re obviously still sleepy from all the action. Its okay to rest more” Himeko said to her.
“Its okay Mister Yang, Himeko. I feel better already.” Stelle said as she messaged her sore neck from the short nap while grinning to both of them. Or probably because she sleep on the couch. Stelle want to say something but she doesn’t remember what.
As the converstation going on between them, She looks out the window and see a person who tried to peep in—a common occurrence that even makes pompom unfazed. So in contrast with her previous place she travelled before; a vast and quiet plot of Amphoreus, a seed waiting to bloom.
Stelle miss them. More importantly she missed him.
But she cant look back and reminisce about the past. She looks at two adults who still talking to eachother and thought about a big crisis thats coming that need her full attention. So she dispersed her longing and stepped foward, for that is the path she walked.