Mostly in bed

AN: Hey! Just want to bring something up. From here on out, the characters of Kiara, Darx, Mia and Roland especially will start to be developed at a more rapid pace (Craig and Leonora as well but they are slightly less central to this branch of the story), sometimes beyond the scope of the previously established canon. Aside from the sex, we will be spending more time with Darx and his thoughts.

I want to make it very clear that character progression is entirely backward looking, I, like you, am not privy to any insider information on the future plans for characters in the main branches of the story. I will do my best to present their motivations and growth in a realistic manner in line with their characters up until this point, but it is entirely possible that this will be different from how reaper13 or Darx00 will write them moving forward.

This is just one version of who they are.

That being said, the focus will be on the smut, so don't take it, or me, too seriously. Enjoy! :)

The next week is spent with Kiara and I exploring our newfound intimacy. We spend as much time together as possible, which does not go unnoticed by the other guild members.

I suspect Helena let slip that we have become a couple, but everyone is taking it in stride, so there was no real reason to keep it a secret. Looking back on the past week, perhaps we had been a little too eager to explore, but there was a hunger from both parties that would not go unfulfilled. The urge to indulge in each other was just as strong as that first month I spent with Mia, even if Kiara was slightly less forward about it.

She retained some of that virginal shyness that I remembered having as well, even if I was more experienced by only a single partner. Seeing her be bashful when asking for sex really set my heart aflutter.

Alongside all the sweet nothings we whispered to each other in and out of bed, I discovered a few endearing things about Kiara through observations and questions.

She liked having a little bit of control, it helped with her nervousness with things related to sex. This factored in many ways.

She enjoyed using her mouth to lick, tease, suck or blow. Giddy that she could reduce me to a whimpering putty, and twice as quickly when she focused on my nipples, a discovery she was quick to make use of. One time, with the help of and at the request of Helena, she had put on some ruby red lipstick and woken me up, easily making me blow several loads in a row into her enthusiastic mouth. She was even starting to enjoy swallowing, which never failed to get me hard again. I bought some chocolate for Helena for that. I never told her what it was for, but she graciously accepted the gift and smirked knowingly, making me go red to the tip of my ears.

She liked being in the cowgirl and reverse cowgirl positions, having more control to move at the speed she wanted. Many mornings and nights were spent with her slowly pumping up and down, with my hands supporting her to stay upright. It was agonizingly slow, but she refused to quicken the pace or let me quicken the pace.

She was interested in lingerie but worried that her body wasn't sexy or didn't have enough curves, probably a result of hanging around Helena much more lately. This was quickly refuted after she tried it once, judging by the strength of my erection. Since then, she constantly wore either see-through lingerie in bed or some sort of stockings, awakening a new fetish in me.

And she liked it when I we cuddled face to face while having sex. One night it had naturally devolved from hugging and whispering what we liked most about each other, to making out, to having me penetrate her while she hugged my face into her chest. She did not feel motherly in the moment but rather, calming and comforting. This kind of sex wasn't intense but felt far more intimate than anything I've experienced to date. I felt **** and protected at once. We usually fell asleep in that position, dreaming sweet dreams.

On my end, not that I was comparing Kiara to Mia, but being with a different lover emphasized how different one person could be from the next. Not just in terms of body types, but also preferences in bed.

Everything about Kiara was pale, not in an unhealthy way, but in a ethereal way, almost as if she didn't quite belong in this realm. This was especially true when she wore less clothes, her complexion made her seem like a bewitching apparition. Her pale golden hair and milky white skin and pastel pink nipples and nubile, hairless pussy made her seem like a painting.

On the other hand, once our bodies touched, I was made sharply aware that this was a hot-blooded woman. Needy and warm. And oh so very wet. I had no idea if it was normal to have so much arousal threaten to drip out of her lower mouth, but it was quite flattering that she was essentially perpetually in heat when we were together.

The same could be said about me, a glimpse of her would set my loins on fire and have me hard as an iron rod. While she did not have a previous lover to compare me with, it was evident that she was as devoted to the study of my body as I was with hers. The only male anatomy she had the chance to come in contact with had been in dreary, lifeless medical books, she told me. Her experience being up until this point entirely academic.

I let her study my body until she was content, it never took too long as we gave in to our lust readily and often. But while curiosity had hold of her, I answered all of her questions meekly as her hands roamed every inch of my body, poking, prodding, rubbing kneading and pulling, from shoulders to forearms, pectorals to abs, calves to thighs. Extra care and curiosity was given to my cock and balls.

She didn't say much, and I had all sorts of questions about what she thought of my body, but did not find the right time to voice those questions. I was being... passive, as I had been with Mia, and worried a little bit that I was getting the better end of the deal, but those questions melted away in the all-absorbing pleasure of the inevitable lovemaking.

Of course I couldn't let her pamper me and do nothing for her in return, my proactiveness largely came from non-sexual services. Her oral efforts were balanced out with oral efforts of my own, and in seeking advice from others (namely Jason and Oliver, I had rightly discarded the opinions of Ryul, I believe), I had decided to give her plenty of gifts in the form of massages, food and flowers. None of it was frivolous and it very much felt like a mature relationship, despite the almost unrealistic amount of sex we were having. On the second day, Kiara very calmly asked me to accompany her on a visit to the apothecary to purchase contraceptive potions. It was a far cry from the rough and tumble, listless days I had spent with Mia, and it made me fall in love all the more deeply with the mysterious, enchanting and intelligent woman who shared my feelings.

All the same, she nervously reached for my hand as our fingers intertwined when we were out of sight of the guild building. It seemed like no matter how mature we pretend to be, love would always reduce us to our purest desires.

If I had to encapsulate that one week in a single word, it would be "bliss".

On the seventh day of our return, we were woken up by a knock on Kiara's door. I had spent the night over in her room. At this point we should probably just move into the same room together, but we hadn't broached the subject yet.

I lifted my head off of Kiara's chest, where I had fallen asleep. Her arms still loosely cradled the back of my neck. I slowly and carefully extricated myself from her embrace and got up out of bed. She started to mumble something but didn't fully wake up. I searched the floor with my eyes until I found my underwear, then my shirt. The room was a mess as usual, but I needed to be presentable at least when I greeted the guest.

I kicked aside the pants that were blocking the way to the door and swung it open just a bit.