Chapter 9
by 
Yelawolf
Do you go sleep and start your next day or perhaps get each other off without touching each other?
A little mutual masterbation with Karlach
You suggest to masterbate in front of each other. "Karlach, I've got an idea," you say, the excitement building in your voice. "Why don't we strip and masturbate together? It's a way to be intimate without the risk of burning me to a crisp."
Her eyes widen, then she laughs, the sound like a gust of wind through a fiery canyon. "You're something else, aren't you?" She shakes her head, but the curiosity in her gaze is palpable.
The camp is quiet around you, the only noise the distant murmur of the sleeping soldiers and the occasional crackle of the fire. You stand up, your heart thumping in your chest, and start to unbuckle your armor. "What's the worst that could happen?"
Karlach watches you for a moment, then shrugs, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She starts to untie the leather straps of her own armor, her movements slower, more deliberate.
Once you're both stripped down to your underclothes, you sit back down, your heart racing. The fire casts a warm glow across your bodies, highlighting the sweat that's already beginning to bead on your skin.
Karlach's gaze meets yours, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "You first," she says, her voice a low purr.
You take a deep breath and start to touch yourself, watching her reaction closely. She's mesmerized, her eyes flickering with heat as she watches your hand move. You can feel the power of the infernal engine within her, a warmth that seems to pulse with your own arousal.
Her breathing quickens as she watches you, and then she mirrors your actions, her hand moving beneath her clothes. You both watch each other, the air thick with desire and the smell of burning embers.
The tension builds, the fire between you growing hotter with every stroke. You can see the muscles in Karlach's arm tense, the glow beneath her skin growing brighter.
You admire her muscles, her curves, and the fiery aura that surrounds her, feeling a deep connection to this woman who’s as beautiful as she is dangerous. As you both masturbate in the flickering firelight, you can't help but feel a sense of awe at the intimacy you're sharing despite the risks.
Her eyes never leave yours, the intensity in her gaze unwavering. Each time your hand moves, her breath hitches, and she bites her lower lip, the heat from her body growing more and more intense. You match her pace, feeling your own climax building.
The air around Karlach starts to shimmer with an invisible heat, and you realize that her body is reaching a critical point. "Almost there," she whispers, her voice thick with need.
The anticipation is unbearable, your own arousal reaching a fever pitch. You focus on the sight of her hand, the way her muscles flex, and the soft sounds she makes as she brings herself closer to release. It's an erotic dance that you're both engaged in, a dance of fire and passion.
Suddenly, her eyes widen and she gasps, the glow from her skin growing brighter. You brace yourself, knowing that she's about to climax. The air around her crackles, and for a moment, you think she might actually ignite. But she doesn't pull away, she just smiles, her teeth gleaming in the firelight.
"Your turn," she says, her voice a low rumble. You can see the hunger in her eyes, the desire to watch you come undone. You stroke yourself faster, the friction building to a crescendo.
As you reach your climax, Karlach's hand moves away from her own body, and she leans in closer, her breath hot against your skin. "Great cumshot. Wish it was on my face, John. A girl can dream right."
In the aftermath, you're both panting, sweat glistening on your skin. Karlach's eyes are closed, her chest heaving with the effort to contain the inferno within her. You lean back, feeling a mix of satisfaction and amazement.