Figure out a plan.

After a moment for you both to recompose, first you sit at the edge of the bed, and then Anastasia. The two of you are left in silence now that the shadri is gone, though you aren't exactly sure where to go next. The only way is back to the massive tunnel, though you have no idea how big this labyrinth is. You could be wandering for ages. "At least the view is beautiful," you comment as you stare not only at the night sky of distant mushrooms up and along the cavern walls and ceiling, but to the beautiful girl sitting beside you.

By your look, it seems she understands the extra meaning of your comment. It causes her to blush immediately. "W-Well, yes. It is rather nice in here. And the bed is really comfy."

It's a rather large, soft bed, with two fluffy pillows. The curtain is still closed apart from where the two of you sit, granting an extra sort of cozy sensation. The wall lamp is dim, and the various colours being cast down from the expansive cavern before you creatures a unique sort of mood lighting. Despite it all, you breathe a sigh of relief, and to your surprise, you can feel some of Anastasia's tension melt from her body. She stares off into the distance, deep in thought.

You place a hand gently upon her leg.

She gasps, making a sound more like a moan despite hardly touching anything too erogenous.

"Sorry--"

"No, it's fine," she says. "Actually your touch feels nice."

You push your warm palm down against her smooth, soft thigh, and look her in the eyes, though she still struggles to return the gesture. "We need to figure out some sort of a plan. But don't worry. I know we'll find the others."

"... My body. It's burning hot," she whispers.

"What?"

She snaps back to reality and flushes. "N-Nothing." Then she looks around herself. "It's just that, we're here in this beautiful cave. The lights, they're stunning. I've never seen anything like it. And we're sitting on the edge of a bed without our clothing. My mind dizzies to even reflect on our situation. I'm so overwhelmed. Not once have I experienced anything close to this before."

"Sorry if this is inappropriate, but have you ever... you know."

She pulls her legs together and her head sinks shyly. "No."

"What about on your own?"

"... I've barely done such a thing. Only on occasion, and just a little. I've always begged Lasis for forgiveness as well."

"There's no need to apologize for sharing a tender moment with somebody you care about, and there's definitely no need to making yourself happy, especially at nobody else's expense. You've seen us all together, Ana. We're so deeply connected because we care so much about each other, and as corny as that sounds, that's a big reason why we won against Elok Daven. I know you're from a pretty different land, but so am I. Don't worry. I won't ask you to change yourself, but all I want is for you to relax and know that I'm here for you."

The feeling of her shoulder against yours is so tender and warm. Her vibrant red hair is soft as well, albeit messy after all you've been through, but that only makes her cuter. She pushes subtly into you, which is only the first sign of things to come, as she then brings a hand up to place upon your cheek, and she delivers a timid kiss to your lips.

You run your fingers back through her hair and carefully hold her against you. Perhaps she meant it to be a peck, though she isn't pulling away. You feel excitement tingle through your body as the breaths through her nose become heavier, and more passionate, while her kiss pushes harder against you. You hear a quiet, adorable moan, and you feel her body shiver. Slowly, your own arousal rises straight up between your legs.

Her eyes glance down, and the sight alone causes her to moan once more. She pulls away, though doesn't remove her hand, and she remains close. "I can't focus anymore," she whispers.

"Maybe I can help with that," you say softly back. "Should I?"

"Y-Yes please... but be gentle."

"If it's your first time, I'll be as gentle as can be, Ana."

She giggles. "There it is again. Ana," she repeats. "Ana."

You move back in for another kiss. Slowly, you feel her lips part, and her tongue try and explore. She doesn't seem to know at all what she's doing. It's like she's trying to lick your lips. But you push in more firmly, and dance your tongue along with hers as she slowly adapts. As the two of you make out, her breathing becomes hotter--more erratic, hungrier. The sound of her moans muffled against your lips is pleasing to the ears. You then feel her hand get curious. It runs up your leg, and then her fingers shyly wrap around the firm stiffness of your erect shaft.

"... Warm," she comments. "So warm."

"Do you like it?" you ask.

"I do," she answers, running her loose grip up and down. "Will it really fit?"

"You seem more then excited enough already for that to not be a problem," you say with a chuckle. "It'll slip right inside, but I'll do it slowly. It might hurt at first, but then it'll feel like nothing you've ever felt before."

"I'm... actually excited. Is that bad?"

"Of course it's not," you say before leaning in for another kiss, more briefly this time. You then whisper into her ear. "You're so stunning, Ana. Even dressed in your armour, I found myself distracted." As you speak these words, you carefully guide her down onto her back.

"You have no idea how much I've felt the same," she replies. "Especially now. I can barely contain myself."

"Then stop trying. Surrender to your desires. It's only us here."

She purses her lips and her eyes flutter shut. It looks as if she's struggling. Then with a sharp breath, her eyes flash open, and she pushes her face into your chest. With a moan, she drags her tongue up to your neck, then licks back down again, with hands grasping at your back far more firmly now.

You push her harder against the soft cushion of the bed. It squeaks. She gasps. Then you kiss her neck in return, causing her to both giggle and moan with pleasure as tingles rush through her body. You make your way down, enjoying the taste and touch of every last inch of her body, starting at her breasts. As you wrap your lips around the tip and swirl your tongue around in circles, she spasms in your embrace, and after you pop your lips from the tip, she whimpers.

"I can't take more," she admits. "My body is screaming."

"Then I won't tease too much," you say, kissing down her belly, though the moment you get even close to what lies below, her legs shudder wildly. "I'm guessing you've never felt a mouth down here then, huh?"

"Aah! Ooohhh~!"

"I haven't done anything yet," you say, glancing down to her soaking wet nethers. With a smile, you push your lips against her, and slowly part her pussy open with your tongue. As you glide it through the opening of her tight insides, she moans so loud that it echoes out for moments after, forcing her to cover her mouth in embarrassment. You grab her thighs hard, preventing her escape, which only makes it more exciting. There you eat, though moreso drink given how overwhelmingly aroused she already is, and in a matter of moments, she cums.

Not even half a minute has passed and she's orgasming. Her back arches, and she tilts her head back, still with a hand over her lips to muffle the ecstatic moans of euphoria trying to escape. "Mmm~! Mm, mmmm, mmmm! Ah, aaah~!" she screams. "Ooaaahhhh yeeesss~!"

You guide her through the climax, scooping through with your tongue before swirling the tip around her most sensitive spot of all. You can tell the orgasm is intense. You barely even did anything either. When satisfied, you kiss your way back up, and then stare down into her eyes as you pin her by her wrists.

"... Th-There's more?!" she asks, seemingly without any jest. Her mind is completely dizzied.

As gently as you can be, you push the head of your cock to the lips of her pussy. Her hips move, as if begging you to continue. "Here it comes," you say, and slowly you part her open and begin pushing every last inch of your manhood deep inside her body. She lets a lengthy, quiet, entertaining sound of mind-breaking ecstasy as her eyes roll back. Then with a hand to the side of her head, you pull it back, and then thrust in once more, stroking inside and out, as you fill her over and over again. And each time, she lets a moan even more **** than the time before.

You hear a quiet sound of pain at first, though it's replaced very quickly by the opposite. You can tell, in every way, that she's never even had something inside her before. The tightness would have been too much if she wasn't wetter than any girl has ever been before.

"Ooohhh... I g-get it now," she mumbles. Her hands reach up and wrap around behind your shoulders. "Please don't stop."

"I won't stop until you tell me. And maybe not till a little bit after."

She shivers.

There you take Anastasia Phairgem, noble cleric of Varat. Not only has she never even been caught outside in the nude, but she's never had anything penetrate her body apart from wounds in combat. And now she's here with you, in a cave deep from home, without a garment on her body, being ploughed into a cushiony, squeaking bed, previously owned by a strange assassin. The Church of Lasis teaches many things, but some of those teachings are certainly being broken right now. But she doesn't care. Not even a little. All she can think of right this moment is... nothing. Her mind is far too overtaken by her own desires to consider more. She doesn't even know what to do to help, other than fidget her adorable hips in a strange attempt to match your movements. Otherwise she just bounces down and up into the mattress, and fully surrenders herself to being fucked.

Though it may feel like a heavenly eternity to her, she doesn't last long again. "Ah, aaah~! D-Don't stop! Please!"

After a few minutes, she's already panting wildly and losing her mind. Her moans reach a booming crescendo, not at all caring to muffle her noises any longer, and you feel her body twitch and contract. You give you one last passionate kiss before driving in deep, and sending her over the edge.

Anastasia cums once more. You continue regardless, driving her so wild that she says nothing more for a lengthy moment.

"... E-Enough," she whispers. "It's... I'm--"

As promised, you don't yet stop. Your movements slow, however, and you don't keep it up forever. Instead, you give her another moment of ecstasy before at last pulling out, leaving her drenched in both sweat and other things, breathing heavily upon the deep violet bed.

It takes a bit for her to focus her eyes on you. She brings her hands bashfully between her legs and whispers, "Not inside. I'm not ready yet."

"Then where do you want it?"

She doesn't answer with words. Instead, she gets on her hands and knees and crawls to you kneeling on the bed. With her tongue out and mouth open wide, she lets the head of your cock first touch her lips. Then she slowly guides it a couple inches in. Her mouth closes, and her tongue swirls as she either struggles to figure out what to do, or perhaps she's exploring the taste. She slips it back out, dragging the flat of her tongue to the tip. She stares at it deeply. Her heavy breaths tickle over it. "C-Can you... guide my head?"

"Are you sure?" you ask.

She nods, and then carefully pushes the tip into her mouth.

You take hold of her head as requested. Then firmly yet carefully, you push forward while pulling her back, but you make sure not to completely **** her either. This is all new to her after all. But she moans with excitement, and encourages you to proceed. Her eyes glance up at you, pleading, and that's all you need to see. You begin to thrust quick, gripping the side of her head to **** it in deeper. Each time it glides over her tongue, she whimpers out a muffled moan with a face as red as can be. She may not have the skills many of the girls you've been with have had, but there's a special sort of pleasure in a experience like this one. Sure she can't get it in as deep, and her tongue is still figuring out where to touch, though she wants it so badly, so of course you'll give it to her.

Faster. Harder. Though you can't go all the way or you'd cause her to ****, she wraps her hands around behind you and takes generous handfuls of your ass. She uses it to push herself forward and back with increased vigour. Your grip slowly tugs on her hair, and it seems the reaction is positive. In fact, you can see the excitement run down her inner thighs. Even doing this is bringing her ecstasy. It's a miracle she's lasted this long. Not only has she been stimulated time and time again, but in a way, even though this isn't quite how it works, she's unleashing all her pent up pleasure from all the years she's been capable of feeling such things. Every last drop of it is rushing out. Her body is aflame with previously hidden desires roaring like an inferno. Her eyes flutter back as she awaits your seed.

"... I'm gonna blow," you warn. "And you're so amazing, it might be a lot."

If she could properly smile right now, you'd see it on her face. Instead she looks up at you and her nostrils flare with excitement. You thrust her face, over and over, hard and fast, bouncing her arching body forward and back, while your own pleasure spills over. You can't wait to unleash it after everything. Even before, you were fucking Fang, but your time was interrupted by the whirlpool. Your body tenses up. You can feel everything within your balls rush out in a hefty burst of thick pleasure--throbs sending every last bit of what you have into her mouth. She looks like she's struggling, but she doesn't try and pull away. Instead, she takes everything you can give her.

Finally, she pulls back, sitting on her knees as she gasps for hair. Cum spills down from her lip, over her chest, though she quickly covers her mouth with both hands. In one gulp, she swallows it all. Then she sighs--tongue hanging out, staring at you. She doesn't do more, not yet. She's lost. Her mind is someplace else--a heaven that exists only in her mind. Her body takes time to recover, from your touch to your taste. Then at last, she falls to her hands panting, and then gradually lowers herself down to lay upon her side.

You watch over her as your faucet drips its final drops.

She looks to it, and then up your body to your eyes. "Kyle..." she whispers. "I'm--I'm so happy."

You lay down to join her. Gently, you run the back of your hand down her hair, along her shoulder, and then you place your hand upon her stomach. "And I'm glad to hear that."

"Are you happy too?"

"Overwhelmingly."

"I could tell," she whispers before licking her lips. "I didn't know that's how it tasted. It's salty."

"It means a lot to me, that you'd trust me as your first."

"After everything, I think I've grown to trust you more than many I've met. Actually, after all that happened with Elok Daven, Breiah, and the rest, I don't know who else I can trust. I don't think I can return to Varat, not for some time. I must make amends for the mistakes I've made, and I think I'll grow stronger learning about the culture of Tivera."

"And I'll be here. Castle Phoenix will be." You stroke a finger down her cheek. "Though I think we need to go back to making that plan. I'm sorry to say we can't lay here and sleep in each other's arms."

"Oh. Yes." With a groan, she sits back up. She scoots her butt to the edge of the bed, and then glances back at you with a single eye before her gaze returns to the chasm. "C-Can we maybe not talk about this too much though? I think... I still need time to register it all."

"I'll only tease you a little."

"N-No!" she blurts out, then she giggles. "I'm not good with things like this, okay?"

You swing your legs around to sit beside her, and then you give her a kiss on the cheek. "I heard you can practice with a cucumber. Just don't let it snap."

"Goodness me." She hops from the bed and crosses her arms over her bust. "I c-can't take more teasing right now. Let's go find the others." Though it may be difficult to tell her mood by tone alone in those words, you can see she's smiling.

You reach down and scoop up the shadri's rapier, testing the weight briefly before giving it a good thrust forward. "Well, at least I'm armed now. Maybe we can find some clothes to wear too."

"Good idea, Kyle." Then she giggles again. "Will you miss seeing me like this?" she asks, though the words barely escape. It seems they were a struggle to bypass her shyness.

"Of course I will, but you see, cute clothes can often be even hotter than nudity."

"I see."

"I thought you didn't want to be teased any more."

"R-Right. I don't," she says, scurrying over to the nearby dresser. "Sorry."

You chuckle and shake your head.