Ceno jacking off to you.

When you came to, you find yourself laying flat on your back, Laoda's soft silk sheets pressing against your warm nude body. 'Fuck, that was one hell of a daydream,' You are still a little disoriented by how real it felt, but the disorientation slips away once your vision returns, and you see Ceno's nude and sinewy torso towering over you.

You smile at him lovingly and teasingly worm your body under him as the handsome prince strokes his monster cock. He is on his knees, smiling down at you with a mixture of affection and arousal. His breath is coming out in light pants with every pump of his fist and his balls bounce like heavy karo'nuts in the Accorian breezes and look just as sweet.

Resisting a strong urge to slide your lips around his shaft and suck him dry, you work your way onto your hands and knees and open your mouth, dangling your tongue from your lower lip like a pup waiting for her master's treat.

The sight of your half-lidded eyes and your shimmering lips is enough to send the young prince over the edge. Shortly after you open your mouth, Ceno eyes roll into the back of his head and his cock head begins to pulse. A few moments later he is cumming hard onto your face neck and bust and the heat from his jizz dripping down your body sends goes right to your inner core.

The amount of ejaculate is not as epic as you've seen from Ceno, but is still heavier than you expected. One jet hits your brow, forcing you to close your left eye. The next hits your lips, which you eagerly licked down. The rest coats your golden breasts in his sweet white seed.

"Mmmm, my love," you purred as you licked a few more hints of cum from your dark lips.

Once Ceno had drained his balls onto your face, he smiles down at you and purrs. "By Odin, I love you, Xira."

You giggle and watch as the handsome young man rolls onto his back, panting deeply from the climax you gave him. You make your way over to a golden dish filled with scented oils located near the headrest of the bed. You then took a woolen cloth, dipped it into the oil, and use it to wash the cum from your bust and face. Once you are clean and smelling of exotic Accorian flowers, you crawl over to Ceno and place your head on his shoulder.

You curl your arms around his torso while he hooks an arm around the small of your back, pulling your nude form into his. "I want to be with you," you murmur into his chest, planting kisses onto his shoulders while raking your nails over the back of his neck... You suddenly notice that he had gotten quiet. You look up at him and saw that his eyes are trailing off from you as if something troubling had crossed his mind. "What is it?"

Ceno's eyes flicker towards you, then drift off again. "It's nothing," he replies while running his fingers over the crease in your back.

"It doesn't sound like nothing." You think back for a moment to see what could possibly be bothering him when you remember what was said during your recent encounter with Mutos. "Ceno!" you prop yourself upon his chest and glared into his eyes, "Don't let that mercenary get to you!"

Ceno closed his eyes and wrenched, "I'm sorry, Xira, but…he isn't wrong."

"About?" You grit your teeth and give his arm a tight squeeze to remind him of just how venerable he was right now.

Ceno settles back into the bed, "Uh…The…fact that warlords are short-lived," he said as carefully as possible.

You lift your brow along with your lip, "Are you saying I'm going to get myself killed?"

Ceno gulps, still sensing your anger, and slowly nods, "M-more afraid than saying. I just don't want to lose you."

You pause a moment. On the one hand, you are a little upset that Ceno seemed to doubt your fighting skills, but at the same time, you understand his concern. When Mutos approached him, it took all your willpower to resist strangling the man. You took a moment to calm yourself, inhaling deeply through your nose, then gave Ceno an admittedly strained smile. "I'll be fine, love," you replied, "I'm a demigod, remember. It will take a lot to kill me."

"So was your mother," said Ceno, "And she was killed by the same men you're trying to kill."

You glared down at Ceno and said through gritted teeth, "They…will…not…kill…me! I will bury my mother's sword deep into their heartless chests before they have a chance to even think of laying a hand on me!"

Ceno lets out a long sigh and gently strokes his firm hand over your cheek, "Just promise me you'll be careful."

You couldn't help but wonder if men went through the same thing with their wives before they marched off to battle. You sigh, nuzzle your cheek into his firm hand, and give his wrist a gentle kiss. "I'll be fine," you purr, "try not to worry…" You freeze when you notice a second silhouette on the other side of the silk curtain.