Creastfelled Heart

"Where are we going?" Nero asked as Fiore pulled him through the camp, the many women of the Litchen Hoard halting in their dancing and singing to kneel and worship the ground that He walked on.

To say that the Valley was festive would be an understatement, the great fire pits roars around Nero, bringing warmth to the chilled air, luminescent torch bugs flew above like a cloud of starlight, doubtlessly attracted by the sweet scent of citrus and incense.

Music vibrated through Fallgrim, pulsing drums and melodic flutes whispering sweet nothings to the Stary sky, the tribeswomen prancing and skipping for joy, and all because of His, The Hunters and Griff's efforts to slay the mighty Manticore.

Fiore grinned girlishly, her Silver mane fluttering along as she led him along the sandy path, towards a gigantic bonfire that roared along with the figures who danced around it.... quite nude.

This was the centre of the Village, where many Litchen played long dark flutes of bone, about as big as a barge pole that made ominously beautiful waving tunes, He smiled, it tickled Nero's eardrums.

But the Drums that they played as they sipped massive cubs of deep blue liquid where being hammered, booming in tune with the words.

"The Wolf that killed the Mantari, allied with soaring Bird
The Wolf destroyed the Mantari, roars ne'er again be heard.
Shimmering fangs of sky and in god's own maw, in sands that quaked and whirled.
Beloved by us, worshipped by us. the Wolf that mounts the World!! THE WOLF THAT MOUNTS THE WORLD!!"

The Screamed as Nero limped into view, dancing and singing around him, as Fiore giggled with joy, clicking both sets of her fingers, beckoning for a large chair which was carried by many towards them.

Looking on with a nervous grin, the Litchen placed the make-shift throne beside him, his Ivory companion grinning her Orange cheeks as she helped him into it, another of the hunter's placing a large mug into his hand.

He looked at the thick dark blue Ricta wine and smiled "T-Thanks, but this is really far too kind, I can-"

He was cut off by Fiore's beautiful lips pecking against his, the girl biting her lip dreaming as she cried over the loud music "You will drink and rest, the music will give you strength Great Warrior! and until you are being ready to dance. Okku-Fioremika will dance.... for you."

Stepping back excitedly, the crowd of Four-armed Amazonian aliens began to ooooh at Fiore. who shivered in a mixture of nerves and excitement, urging her on as her top set of arms clutched at the hem of her fur bra, and the bottom... for her panties.

"DO IT FIOREMIKA!" One tribeswoman cried with joy.

"BE AS NAKED AS THE MOON FOR OUR WOLF!" Another agreed.

"PLEASE YOUR MATE, FIOREMIKA!!"

Fiore flushed slightly, her innocent eyes never leaving yours as her fingers tensed, and closing her eyes, she pulled away at her clothing, sending both flying into the sizzling flame. bobbing free, her bust jiggled under the light of the twin moons, her pert butt flying, bathed in red by the fire, her legs parting as she jumped and spun widely.

Nero grinned and chuckled heartily at the sight. It was then that the dance began and hell was it a dance, the tribe joined Fioremika in what could only be described as a joyous animalistic salsa, the women conjoining their many arms, and jigging happily.

At least 4 dozen nude women, some with heavy breasts that swished in the wind, and others with smaller more perky busts, their bullet-hard nipples stabbing up and down, with cunts of all shapes and sizes, with a bush and neatly combed pubic hair, jigging the night away.

Nero sipped his wine, He felt like He should feel like a king, but his mesmerisation was that of a nerd who's dreams where fulfilled, unblinking were his Golden eyes, taking large gulps of the Fermented Ricta wine, the pain in his stiff arm and broken ankle, quickly slipping away.

"THE WOLF THAT MOUNTS THE WORLD!" With that unanimous scream, the group suddenly dispersed so that Fioremika could shoot forward. Nero watched in awe as the girl lept into a rapid cartwheel, giving him a perfect view of her parted slit and bobbing breasts as she broke into a flip towards him, twisting twice and making Nero flinch as her legs parted, each calf on the arms of his chair in a perfect split, her face staring alluringly at him.

_"Oh My god." His cock was already beginning to harden at the sight of her glistening slit, open for him, her body glistening in the low light as she began to lower herself, her legs easily splitting even further, so that her hot cunt pressed against his groin and her hands began to trace along his body "No way... a Lap dance!?" _

A Lap dance indeed.

The Music lowered and only the drums began to bang in a hard rhythm, one that Fiore followed in her smooth downward movement, rubbing against Him as her dark eyes latched unto his.

Nero was almost in a trace as Fiore's tight form pulsed on him, her breasts pressing against you, her lips only a hair away before she smiled and pulled away, tossing herself up on her arms and twisting around catching herself perfectly. But that was not the best of it, because slowly and sleekly, the Litchen beauty with her ivory hair began to turn herself around on her four strong arms, gently turning herself into a handstand so that she could look at you upside down, her breasts scooting down in obedience to gravity, though on her four arms the girl pivoted down, her agility and upper body strength defying the laws of physics and her legs parting widely, her pussyhole staring right at you and her holding the petition longer than Nero thought possible.

"OKKU-FIOREMIKA!!!!" The Crowd cheered as she shook her ass at you, her nether lips and ass giggling, her asshole winking as the music picked back up and people began to dance, singing once again in celebration.

Nero merely blinking in overstimulated shock, the ahead of his cock nearly breaching his furred loincloth as Fiore continued her circle, down, legs parting further for the arms of the chair, and her rump pushing hard into His groin, peeking over her shoulder with a coy smile at Nero's dazed face, the beauty dry-humping him slowly as the crowd around them danced.

"You will have me soon, Great Warrior. You will have as many of me as you wish. Forever." She said in her cute, jumbled lingo, making Nero gulp, all of the blood had drained out of his head and into his now rock hard rod.

Fiore lent back, Kissing his cheek. Before darting off into the crowd and leaving him as a drooling mess.

Nero called for drinks.... plural. He sank four cups before He could get his head on straight. that had to be the sexiest thing he'd ever seen, it fried his brain to no end.

"Enjoying your... *Hiccup* ...self?"

The Voice was familiar but oddly distorted, slightly slurred from beside him, and Nero saw Griffin, not in her helmet, not in her armour, but in a beautiful deep azure dress, sleek on her perfect figure, save for the short, frilly ends of her skirt that seemed a little too high.

"Griff... hi... Yeah, I am... I think" He said, nervously.

Griff brushed back her short black hair that was tied into a small knot, leaning down to rest on one of the arms of the chair. Her blue eyes peered at his rampant boner, which he covered as He chuckled slightly "You think?.... You look... in the A-Ascent! *Hiccup!*" She giggled... weird, you didn't picture Griff as the giggling sort.

"You're drunk as fuck! you're talking nonsense" He laughed.

Se raised an eyebrow "What the Ascent? that's not nonsense. It is the Place where we go to find eternal bliss after ****, and you my sexy friend, are half-way there!" She laughed.

"Oh, like heaven?"

"Heaven. W'sat?" Griff asked dopily, her head lazily and thoughtlessly resting on his shoulder as she watched the girl's dance with a stupid grin.

He sighed, gulping down the rest of his drink "I'll um, tell you later. You know you have super pretty eyes!" Not so smooth, the booze made sure of that.

Griff scoffed, looking unamusedly "You said that one already, slick. come on, stop looking starstruck and dance with me!"

"Dance? But what about ah!-" Nero cried as Griffing ripped him out of his chair and instantly pulled him into a jig, one where he nearly fell over on account of his ankle.

It was clumsy at first as she spun with Nero in the sand, many bodies jigging around them.

The Music shook the air, and Nero saw Griff's wondrous smile, her grace and beauty... seeing her have fun was amazing, it was like an age of trapped joy had been unleashed into the world, and he grinned, the Beauty pulling him into a tight, and much slower spin.

She placed her head on his chest and hummed "I never thought I'd get this close to a Vermillican Male before you know. You're nothing like the One's I'm used to." she said as they slowly turned.

He grimaced "Oh well, um sorry."

She chuckled, thumping his chest lightly "As in a good way, meathead. Vermillican males are mindless brutes."

"Oh. well, thanks I guess. I never thought I'd be this close to a lady like you before." He said, holding her hips as they swayed gently.

"You don't talk much you know... I mean, not when you don't have to, do you?" She asked, rather nicely.

She shrugged "I don't know. I uh, never really knew my dad, He left when I was a little kid after my mum died. But I remember one thing that He said to me once. Don't say anything if you don't mean it Boy!" Nero copied his father's deep commanding tone, it was the only thing that stuck in his memory.

Griff chuckled if not a little sadly "I'm sorry about your mother. did she die with honour, in peace?"

Nero looked a little sad, but nodded "Yes."

"Good." She said softly "I haven't spoken to my father in a long time... I don't even know if He can speak anymore. But my mother..." She paused and stayed quiet, He wasn't sure if He wanted to press her, Nero didn't want to ruin the moment.

"I haven't danced like this since I was back home." Nero lamented, though more fondly than sadly.

"On Gaia... or Eart?" She asked.

"Earth. Errr-th. Yeah." They smiled at one another. but Griff saw the look in his eyes.

"What was her name, the Girl from Earrrth, that you danced with." The Question made Nero think, he pictured strawberry blonde hair, and eyes green a summer leaves.

"Kira. she was a girl I asked out on a date, pretty as a peach. But... She wouldn't want to dance with me anymore."It all felt like an age ago, even though he'd only been here in what was starting to feel like paradise for a couple of days.

"A Date? like the time?" She asked and it made him chuckle, sometimes He forgot where he was, who he was with.

"No, like... an outing, together."

"Oooh, you were in courtship. I see. Well, why not, You're a kind and powerful mate, even with the Warwolf aside." She said that with such certainty, it gave him hope, made him hold her closer.

"Well... Fuck it. My cousin, or my foster Cousin kissed me during out 'Courtship', weird faux-incestous subtones aside, she seemed pretty livid." He still recalled her face, it didn't feel good to picture. Griffin puzzled as she stared back in a light panic "B-But, I'd never do that to you-i-if we... you know?"

The Face that He expected didn't come, or it did, but not in the context that he pictured. Griffin looked angry, confused "You what?" She whispered dryly.

"I-I wouldn't kiss my cousin-or anyone in front of you-"

She backed away slightly, folding her arms "Why not!?"

Nero's bones calcified, and he straightened out like a ruler as He flushed an even deeper scarlet than He already was "What?"

Griff saw his confusion, and recognition filled her deep blue eyes "Is... Polygamy not normal in your culture?"

No... no life couldn't be that good. this was definitely a dream "I-It. I-It is here?"

Bursting into a laugh, Griffin retook her place with him, still laughing "Look, you're *Hiccup* probably, maybe... we'd have to do some... tests when we get to Leonis, but you're probably the most fertile male on the planet."

He went a little quiet, unsure of quite what to say to that, but she merely puckered her lips and considered him as she whispered "Cherish it, Marte is a world at war, and pleasure must beget at every opportunity. Take my advice: Never suffer fools, and live deliciously."

The words... resonated with him, there was a freedom in them that sparked his joy, and drowned out his fears, this was not Mind Magic, it was just... good advice.

Griffin let him go gently, and stepped back, giving a low bow "Now, I'll bet I can outdance this Kira girl any night under the moons. Will you join me?" Her hand extended in an illustrious gesture, and enthralled by this Woman's beauty, in and out, he gladly took it.

The Litchen seemed to pause at the sight of the both of them, their horns glistening, hers marked, his plain but ridged, Nero taking his cue and bowing as Griffin ushered him into a position.The Black-haired Beauty looked to the tribal orchestra, twirling her finger at them in a quickening motion, and within a heartbeat they happily obliged.

The Music picked up in a smooth but fluid beat, and none moved as Griffin grinned widely, twirling stylishly and more elegantly like anything that he'd ever seen, stepping with form that resembled a combination of a waltz and a Salsa, her hips moving sharply so that the thrills of her dress whipped at the air.

She moved in her serpentine fashion, her bare feet kicking up sand as she spun once more smoothly, into Nero's arms.

Holy shit he was entirely outclassed. But whether it was the drink or her grace, He didn't know, but the challenge was accepted.

Nero was a competent dancer, Adelle would always harass him into helping her for her Ballet and Salsa classes when they were kids. And though he was always a little put off by his nerves and Dell's weird looks, He felt positively burning with confidence tonight, his Instincts guiding his body as Griffin made her move.

_"Oh no you don't." _Nero snatched up her hand, Griff looking shocked as He led her into a spin, twisting around to meet her, the steps recoiling from his not so recent memory as their arms interlocked, The Beauty laughing with surprise and delight as He led her in their shoddy salsa.

They twisted and turned, skipped and leaned into one another, her skin hot as warm butter attached to his as she subjugated the lead, walking him backwards as He nearly stumbled over his toes, though she quickly caught him, twisting him into her as they stepped, handheld high and on each other's hips "You suck so bad at this, I am Noble Born, I was taught this every day since I was 17!" She cried laughing out as the Litchen watched in silent awe

"They don't seem to agree, My lady!" He chuckled back.

Griff grunted as she moved back with diagonal masterful steps, flourishing sharply, and making the Litch gasp in awe "Fine. Change my mind, Stud." She said in a tone that sparked him to push deeper into the fold.

Sliding in and taking Griff by the waist, she yelped as He lifted her up, her leg holding on his arm as they turned, Griff laughing girlishly as she let go, their hands recoupling as she swung her through his legs, then with the momentum pulled her back up again, the two moving in a chasing spiral the dazzled the crowd as they ventured in their battle.

Nero's chest blazed and grasping further into the heat which began to wave like the flames beside them, crackling in a roaring symphony. He eyes becoming fierce and certain, Nero took her hand and performed a triple spin, Griff looking in great amazement as she curled her legs, the man easily locking his arm in and swinging her in an arc, the woman twirling with only his support before he lifted her up so that she stood straight, lightly grasping her hips and spinning her up before letting Griff fall elegantly in his lean arms, her body glittering blue under the firelight.

The two of them heavily breathing, Griff's astounded and deeply amazed face, melting into one of deep desire as He pulled him up to face her. they looked into one another for a long while, but then... she seemed to be thinking about something, and pulled back, not angrily, she infact smiled widely "Not half bad, Son of War... that may come in useful. In the meantime, come on, Lady Baj said that the Tribe had a little surprise for you."

She chuckled as she began to walk. and as Nero followed, his inner song died down, and his mind became calm and normal again. His creastfelled feeling hidden by his silence as the Litchen around them clapped and sang, the Griffin leading him further into the village.