A flight across the desert

The next morning begun blissfully, with Kihara taking the sleepy, naked Marcus by the hand and leading him out of her tent into the crisp morning air. It was still quite early, and the sun had only just risen above the horizon. Before the baking heat of day, the air was cool and still, and the emerald grass of the oasis glistened with dewdrops. It was all so beautiful the young prince could hardly breathe as he rubbed his tired eyes and stared in wonder. Then things got even better. Kihara had grabbed him firmly and lifted him up into her arms as he squealed in delight. She'd held him there, one hand tenderly supporting his butt while the other rested on his back, pressing him close into her own bare chest. His heart had fluttered like a bird inside his chest and the young prince hadn't been able to resist nuzzling into her boobs, planting a long adoring kiss on her soft, brown skin that had made her chuckle above him.

Getting ready for the day of flight ahead of them, she'd first bathed him in the cold water of the pool, holding him firmly by the waist while she rubbed his wriggling body down with a cloth. He wasn't sure, but it seemed like she paid special attention to his stiff little dick and tender butt, and he was blushing hot and breathing hard by the time she was done with him. Then, once she'd washed herself as well, they both got dried and dressed dressed and he helped her clear the camp again, taking his responsibility for the tent even more seriously now.

It was hard not to stare longingly at her and smile every moment he could, but he really wanted to do well and please her! Everything that had happened yesterday had just made it so clear in his mind. She knew so much better than he did about everything, even what he needed. Before he met her, he'd never have guessed packing up a tent correctly would make him so happy he just wanted to jump for joy. Or that when he did something naughty and upset a person he cared about so much a spanking across her knee was the only thing that would make him feel better again. But somehow, after just a few days, she'd known all those things about him. To the young prince, it was just obvious now that he'd better do everything she wanted and try to make her as happy with him as he could. After all, just that brief smile she gave him when he presented the folded-up tent made him feel so very warm and happy, his heart aching with warm satisfaction in his chest. How could he not want to do everything she said?

Nasir returned just as they were finishing, landing on the grass with a piercing screech. His beak and claws were stained with something dark and crimson. Blood...Marcus realized with a sickening little lurch. It was easy to forget when Kihara and him shared such a close bond, but the massive bird was clearly still a fearsome predator. He must have found something to eat during the night, even out on the empty sand around them. She rushed to her mount and gently cleaned the stains from his body, while he cooed softly and nuzzled his head against her shoulder.

"Come here, little one." She glanced over her shoulder at Marcus, beckoning him over with a hand. The young prince swallowed anxiously, but with his promise to trust her absolutely still fresh in his mind he didn't hesitate. Nasir might be a little scary, but the massive bird had never done anything to hurt him. Sure enough, as he stepped up beside her, the Roc just gave him a lingering look with one of it's huge golden eyes before shaking his wings and glancing away. "Now, the sun here gets very hot during the day, especially exposed as we will be on a Roc's back." Kihara said as she reached into one of the bags on her mount's saddle. "It's fine for those of us who are used to it, but not for soft, delicate boys like you." She pulled out a long colored cloak from her bags, the fabric quite thick. Marcus stood there as she draped it gently over his shoulders and tied it tight at his neck, before pulling part up over his neck and head like a hood. The cloak was big enough to cover nearly his whole body, draping down over his legs and thighs. "There we are." She smiled gently down at him. "You look just adorable wrapped up like that, and I know you won't get that pretty white skin of yours burnt."

"Thank you, Kihara." Marcus grinned shyly back, blushing hot under the cloak at all the nice things she said. He'd never even have thought of this on his own and would probably have ended up all sunburnt without her! She was so smart. And brave and beautiful too, of course.

"Now, up you get." She grabbed him through the fabric and lifted him easily up into Nasir's saddle again. The bird made a rough huffing noise, stomping his feet on the grass at the new weight on his back. He kept shifting from side to side as Kihara moved back to the tent, gathering up her camping supplies. Feeling a little braver now, Marcus reached out from under the cloak and scratched the Roc's feathers near his neck, where he'd liked it last time. Sure enough, the massive eagle made that same cooing noise and stopped moving so much, his feathers smoothing back down against his skin. He seemed much calmer all of a sudden, and the young prince smiled to himself. He'd done it! "How nice to see my two favorite boys getting along." Kihara chuckled lightly as she strode back up to them. Marcus blushed again, his chest all warm and tight. He really liked it when she called him her favorite. She slipped the last supplies into the saddlebags, then easily lifted herself up behind him. This time, her arm slipped straight back around him and tugged his body back into hers, keeping him held firmly against her. "Ready to fly again?" She murmured in his ear.

"Yes, Kihara!" He nodded eagerly. Giving his belly a firm little rub through the cloak, she pulled on Nasir's reins with the other hand. The Roc screeched shrilly, then launched itself into the air, carrying them up away from that beautiful oasis with a few heavy beats of his massive wings. Marcus turned his head, peeking out from under the cloak at the spot of gleaming green set out in the sand below them. He smiled to himself, knowing in his heart he'd never forget such a beautiful place, and all the amazing things that had happened to him there. After a night of blissful sleep, it all felt kind of like some happy dream, even when she'd spanked him!

"We should be home by late afternoon." Kihara continued, loud enough he could hear her over the rushing of the wind and the heavy beat of Nasir's wings. "I can't wait to show it all to you." Marcus nodded, leaning his head back into her chest. Finally, her home. He really couldn't wait either. Just the thought of her showing him around her house made him shiver with delight. What kind of place was it? A town or village? No, that seemed way too boring. Was she born in a castle like him? Or maybe a secret fortress hidden somewhere in the sands full of brave warriors who vanquished evil like in his books! Part of him wanted to ask her, but at the same time he wondered if it wouldn't be even more exciting if he let her kept it as a surprise. For such a strong, beautiful and kind woman to have come from there, it must be an amazing place!