Below The Belt

“Hold on Merida, you can’t be serious.” Mark Shouted, as he was being dragged into an alleyway.

“I warned ye whit wad happen if ye were aw down in the mooth, and ye're in a considerably mair miserable mood than when ye turned up. Nou, mind that other point I tell't ye about. When one o' us gie's ye somethin' ye actually fancy, shut yer gob and take the offer. Unless you are sayin' you am nae keen on me giein' ye a beejer. At which point I think I micht take offense.”

“Merida!” Mark pulled his wrist free from her grasp and she turned on him “Look I like the idea—”

“Then shut up! Whit part o' I want tae gie ye whit you want div ye not get? You've got the memories, which means ye ken that ye can at least partially feel the feelings. It isnae like they're pictures or a film, and you're just sittin' back watchin', you're in yer othersel's place. I thought you were a wee daftie growin' up, but a fun wee daftie. Why dae you think I hung around you so much despite bein' two years older? Dae ye know how much I got teased for hangin' around with you? It was a lot. All my friends thought I had a wee crush on you, and they could tell you had more than a wee yin on me. I didnae think I did, but I guess I did, because I got a memory from about two months after moving away where Ah finally asked ye out because ye wouldnae ask me. Which would have been a month after my dad died, for us. So, I've liked ye, I still like ye. Then I got tae fel how dae other mae felt on her wedding day and night. So, shut up and let me do what we both would like to do.” Merida had reclosed the distance and pushed him up against a wall, with a fiery determination in her eyes. Then pulled his shirt so she could kiss him. Then slowly moved her hand down along his sides and grabbed the waist of his pants.

Mark grabbed her wrists not pulling them away from his body, or grabbing tight but making Merida pause as they continued to make out. “Mark… are you for real, haudin' me back here?”

“Look I have no problem doing this, if you’re really that keen on it. But two things first, we aren’t doing it in some alley. Not my thing. Second, I want to be able to have a taste of you at the same time. If that is a problem for you then you can wait until later tonight.”

“Alright, whaur do you want tae go? Don't reckon that we can use any o' the rooms doon here. So, your room? Or one o' the buildings?”

“My room, I think, and then instead of taking the carriage back we can go exploring from there.”

“Fine wi' me, let's get a move on. I cannae have ye go changin' yer mind on me.” Practically dragging Mark to the edge of town where the carriage waited.”

“Heya Mark, you and the lassie heading up to your suite? Just can’t wait can you.” Hilde said her manner of speech had changed a bit.

Merida dragged him into the carriage as he responded. “I guess, and what no bossman? Guess that was some sort of speech restriction?”

“That’s right.” Hilde began as she started the carriage up to the suite “Imagine the lassie here can tell you just how annoying it is to have your words or thoughts altered as you say them. Honestly, I’ll still probably slip back into it on occasion, simply out of habit.”

“Wait, Merida, do you not have control over exactly what you say? I thought it was just that it changed the mannerisms and gave you the accent.”

“A bit o' both, I have a pretty guid grip on it and all. But aye, some idioms and metaphors just pop out and I get the meaning but not the origin. And it's no' like it's altering the meaning o' what I'm talkin' about. But my way o' think has changed too, so it is simply more natural for me to speak like this now, and I cannae rightly feel it except when I use some turn o' phrase that just doesnae sit right with the accent.”

“I’m sorry, that must be rough.”

“Aye, naw, no' really, and I sort o' like the way I sound the nou. A bonnie wee sound, ye'd agree. I'm glad you like the accent, and can get the gist o' it, but I'm pretty sure that if we wasnae tied like we are I could drive a few lads back home stark ravin' mad with just my voice, maybe some lassies an'aw.”

“Alright, here we are bossman!” Hilde said as they pulled up to the door of the palace. “Darn, still there but thanks seriously, Mark. Means a lot to be able to regain a bit of our old selves.”

“Not a problem and if you can think of anything else like that I can do let me know. Thanks for the ride.”

“Will do and tis my job.”

“Aye, this is a helluva fine big place.” Merida said as she walked through the glass doors. “So glittery from far away, didnae truly get a handle on how big it was. I dinnae ken why you're left stranded oot here all by yersel'.”

“Probably to make sure that any afterhours activities aren’t disrupted. Cassandra probably doesn’t want people just barging in on me whenever.” They walked down the hall to Mark’s suite, and he held the door for her. She walked in and had a quick glance around. Then Mark surprised her and picked her up and moved over and threw her onto the bed jumping on after her straddling her waist and kissed her.

Aye, this is mair like it. Reckon I chust had tae get him aw fired up, for him tae take charge, a bit, and take whit he fancies. Merida started to grind her pelvis against his crotch. She could feel him stiffen. She grab at his hair and pulled him into the kiss more. Pulling his body closer. After a solid minute or more he stopped to catch his breath.

“I’m not going to ask if you still want this because that’s clear. But I still want to know how you would like to do this and if it’s all you want right now.”

“Guid, glad tae see ye can learn. If we’re daein' that sixty-nine business, I’d prefer tae be above ye. I dinnae want ye accidentally rammin' that monster doon ma throat wi' nowhere tae go. And I dinnae ken if it’s aw I'm lookin' for, but I’ll make it clear when I’ve had my fill. So get on wi' it and take whit ye fancy.”

“Alright, well you asked for it.” Mark rolled over, moving Merida on top of him. Looked at her somewhat baggy T-shirt. “You said you wanted to know what tickles my fancy on your body?” grabbed the collar of her shirt and tore it down the front.

+2VP Stripped by the Master

“Ach!” Christ above, that was ragin' hot. Merida leaned back, and held herself still locking her gaze with Mark. By God, the way he's lookin' at me is pure gettin' me goin' right now.

“Well it isn’t loose fitting t-shirts like that. Now get those leggings off or I'll tear them off you too.”

Merida bit her lip and quickly got her leggings and panties off and Mark got his own pants and underwear off as well. Mark repositioned her pulling her legs to either side of and kissed her lower lips.

+2 VP Showed Pussy to Master

“Eep.” Ach, by hell, is he quick at turnin' from bein' quiet tae tellin' folk whit's whit. Aw, for fuck's sake, he's enormous. I thocht his dingus was supposed tae be ma spot-on size. How in the name o' God is that supposed tae be ideal? I thocht folk said that porn was full o' it on the length. Merida felt shivers as Mark continued to taste her sweet nectar. When he stopped for a moment.

“Hey, what happened? I thought you were all gungho for my dick not that long ago. Can’t enjoy two things at the same time? Or are you just Losin' yer nerve.” Mark teased her trying to mimic her own accent.

Merida looked down at him between her legs “Oi, whit the hell's goin' on wi' this monster, I thocht you said you were seven bloody inches.”

“Hey, not my fault some of you are bloody size queens. I was my normal size with Allie, maybe even slightly shorter, guess you just gotta accept that you want them big, might be all that smut making you fantasizing about a foot long cock. Now are you going to follow through on that promise or do I need to teach, a tease, a lesson?”

“Oh, you're bloody well on, first tae cum owes the other a favour.” Merida took the tip of his cock into her mouth and began twirling her tongue around it.

+1 VP Touch Penis

God, I feel like that dug that chased the car. Whit the hell am I meant tae dae here? Porn made it seem pure easy, but there's no chance I can get this inside ma mooth. She licked up his shaft from near the base to the tip a few times and as Mark started focusing on her clit, she returned taking what she could of his member into her mouth.

I can barely manage tae get haulf o' this inside o' me, whit the hell. Holy hell, his tongue's inside o' me. That feels pure guid. It was at this that she flinched slightly in pleasure leaning forward, causing Mark to have a similar reaction and buck his hips up slightly as she took in more of his cock into her mouth. She backed off him coughing, “ACH! tae far.”

“Sorry about that, it just felt real good when you bucked forward, I couldn’t help it. Are you okay?”

“Aye, grand, but we'll need tae sort this out later on because I canna be coughin' and splutterin' on ye constant.” And quickly went back to working on Mark determined to get that favor out of him.”

Mark grabbed her by her buttcheeks and pulled her down on him and went to town. Both were moaning in delight, enjoying pleasing the other.

By God, I'm so close. How is he managein' tae be this guid, or am I just pure raw at this? And she climaxed pulling back arching her back in pleasure. After a few seconds she leaned down putting her on one of his thighs and licked him not having the strength to support herself Aw, hell, I've never finished that fierce afore.Wait, how come he's no' stoppin'? Is he just gonnae keep at it 'til I finish him aff? I can hardly bring masel' tae ask him tae stop, I feel so wabbit. She stopped trying to lick him and just tapped his leg a couple times.

+3 VP Cunnulingus by the Master

“Tapping out? Merida nodded, not lifting her head just leaving it on Mark’s thigh as she collapsed to one side of him.

By Christ, I feel like a right eejit, goin' on about it but I can't even make him come.

Mark could see the disappointment on her face. He moved to reposition himself so his head was laying near hers. “Hey, you got nothing to feel bad about, okay.”

“Uh huh, if you say so. But I didnae bring you tae the boil the way you did me. I feel a fool for sayin' all that stuff.”

“Merida, I’m far more experienced than you, is all. Based upon what you said during your introduction you’ve never touched a penis before. I might not have a lot of variety but I have plenty of experience in going down on a lady. I really try my best not to leave my partner unsatisfied, but it took A LOT of trial and error before I figured out what did and did not work. I also may have a rather large amount of restraint on coming when I want to.”

Merida glanced down and noticed that his penis had gone flaccid. “It still disnae make me feel that much better, ken, knowin' I couldnae please you.”

“Merida, do you realize how many women are left not totally satisfied after a guy cums and either has to take care of herself or just be frustrated. Supposedly that is super common. I don’t want to talk too much about another woman on our date, but Allie and I had been together for a long time, years where we were sexually active. I think it took me something like four, maybe five years before I could sometimes get her off. So please don’t be embarrassed that you couldn’t immediately get me to come on your first ever time handling a dick, okay? Now I’m fine with ending it here if you want if you want to continue we can do that too. Maybe try again later tonight if you want.”

“Gie us a second, ma legs feel like water. And I dinnae reckon I'm ready for takin' on the monster... no' yet anyway. An’ look, could you stop gawkin' at me? I'm scared if you dinnae, I'll go off again afore I'm fit tae stand.”

“Oh, please don’t tempt me like that. Let me go find us some fresh clothes.” Mark got up and went over to the wardrobes. Grabbed some cargo pants for himself along with a collarless shirt made of some synthetic material he wasn’t sure of, but seemed breathable. Then open Merida’s wardrobe.

“Look, it's proper out o' order tae be rummagin' through a lady's bits and pieces like that.”

“Oh I thought I was supposed to embrace chaos not order? And you seemed to like it just fine a moment ago when I was rummaging through your lady bits and pieces.”

“Ach, that was a low blow, and you bloody well ken it.”

“Oh, for sure a low blow, one might even say below the belt. That I had to get to the bottom of your things. That I needed to travel along the low road, to go downtown.”

"OH, CHRIST ALMIGHTY, PUNS! YOU DAE PUNS! We're scunnered, scunnered, I tell ye!"

"How in God's name is Allie still livin'? How the hell has she survived this? Are you sure she's no'... with bairn?" Merida immediately regretted joking about that with what happened earlier. Right, aye... ma bad. Probably went a bit far there. Wish I hadnae jested about it”

“It’s fine Merida, I and Allie have both made that joke in some manner before. Hey, Merida. Look I know you’re a bit disappointed I didn’t come but I’ll say this. You accomplished your original goal just fine because I am in a much better mood. So let’s see what we’re working with here, after all with that transformation you had me get you, it’s just a matter of time before you’ll want to get rid of about…” Mark glanced through her wardrobe. “I’d say somewhere between a third and half of everything in here.”

“You've got to be jokin', over haulf the claes is just tight yoga shite.”

“Yeah, going to say that is the half that is likely to stay.”

"Oh, for the love o' Pete, what have I gone and done? I've gone and created a monster. A right randy monster. Though I reckon you commentin' on ma claes these past wee while might be pairtly why I wasnae bothered in the slightest when you tore that t-shirt tae shreds. I had already sorta decided I didnae like it much anyway, but I thought a sport's bra and yoga breeks wasnae exactly first date material."

"And afore you go and get yer knickers in a twist, I'm fine with ma style changin', it pretty much just was yoga gear, and bog standard shirts and breeks. It was pure dreich, tae be honest."

“Hey Merida, before when you said just do what I wanted… Were you serious or just frustrated with me?”

"A wee bitty o' both, truth be told. Mark, you didnae ask for this any more than we did. We a' ken that. Some have come tae terms wi' it mair than others. But you shouldnae have tae pit yersel' oot and ignore what you want and need just for us, and certainly no' 'cause you feel like that's what ye should be daein'. I'm no' sayin' there shouldnae be compromises here but sometimes that needs tae come from oor side, no' yours. Dinnae feel bad 'cause you're enjoyin' bits o' this. We can a' tell you care. You dinnae get that bealin' mad at Cassandra earlier if you dinnae care. That's the kind o' reaction folks have when someone hurts their ain faimily. At least, that's been ma experience."

“I suppose you’re right there. Allie is definitely family. But I’m already seeing all of you that way to some degree. I think that might be why I overreacted with Flora. Even though all this just started then. I think I had already accepted that no matter how odd, perverse or disfunctional it would end up being. That all of you were family. Now how adventurous are you feeling on this little outing?”

“Whit did you have in mind?"

Mark just gave her a sly grin in response.