Preparing Swift

Now dressed in your armor, you fasten your sword belt around your waist and make sure that both your sword and your dagger are as neatly positioned as possible and then throw another glance at Relia.

She's still naked, and as much as you love the sight of her standing there without anything to obscure the richly feminine shape of her body, you recognize that she must get dressed before the two of you flee Athenapolis.

"Relia, time to get dressed," you tell her, and immediately get a view of her round ass when she turns around to gather up her discarded clothes, "though you should leave the outer robes behind. They're too heavy and restrictive."

Remaining silent and giving off the impression that she senses the risks associated with your intended flight through her tense, short movements, Relia moves over to pick up her inner tunic and hurry to get it back on before turning back to face you again, though her gaze only rests on you for a moment before it falters and slides to a point behind you.

"You're scared, aren't you?" You ask, recognizing that it's probably best to get it out into the open before the two of you depart. To have her panic while you're in the air and trying to get away from the Riders of the unified armies might very likely spell the end for both of you.

"It's not something that a lady ought to be," Relia says, "I should be brave and determined in the face of danger."

"You're trying to escape. You did what you could to live and not become a ****, that makes you far braver than the men now cowering inside the Citadel or having one last joyless bender before the walls come tumbling down."

You look at Relia and know that while your words have strengthened her somewhat, they're still not enough to completely shake her free of her self-doubt.

"Relia, we won't die today," you assure her, finding it strange to have taken on the role of a protector.

Standing still as you move closer to her, Relia finally flinches in response to the sharp sound of you unsheathing your knife, her eyes immediately being drawn to its eight-inch blade.

"Your tunic is too constricting, it won't allow you to sit properly in the saddle," you explain to her, and the two of you share a glance that lets you know that she accepts what you are saying before you go on to cut open the tunic so that the sides of her legs are exposed.

To cut apart the hem of her tunic, you're **** to drop down on your haunches, and you're keenly aware of how much you want to slip your head in underneath it and run your tongue up her pussy.

Instead, you finally get her to forget all about her tension by leaning in and planting a kiss on the soft skin of one of her thighs as it appears through the newly cut slit on her tunic, her soft chuckle ringing in your ears and a warm gleam in her eyes as she looks down at you.

Getting back up, you share a kiss with Relia and are slightly surprised by the softness of it before you lead her out onto the balcony and allow her to watch as you ready Swiftwing for the journey, allowing them to get accustomed to each other's presence while you fit the two saddles onto him.

Swift snorts as he looks at Reilia, but then seems to accept her as she?s with you, forgetting about her completely as you rush to get him ready.

"You'll have to be strapped to your saddle," you explain to Relia as she looks at the leather-bound steel plates fitted around the base of Swift's neck, "it'll keep you from falling if we find ourselves in combat."

"I think it's just an excuse for you to have me bound and **** like this," Relia jokes as you begin to strap her into her saddle moments later.

Grinning at her comment, you fasten the straps and make sure that they're all secured before rubbing your hand against her thigh, relieved that she's reached the point where she can make a quip like that as you offer her another hasty kiss.

Careful not to be captivated by the sight of her round ass jutting back towards you, you climb into your saddle and grab hold of the reins as the position of the two saddles causes Relia to rub against you, a soft gasp slipping out of her mouth when the bulge on the front of your trousers press against her ass.

Moments later, Swift throws himself off the balcony, and you experience the same sensation of falling as always before his wings come into play and causes you to start to climb up into the air.

It is clear to you as you climb up into the sky that the city has already begun to fall, with the walls breached and many of the towers either destroyed or taken by the invaders, with there now being so many breaches in the system of drake wires that its rendered ineffective, allowing you and Relia to escape. The only question now is if you'll gain the attention of any of the Riders that are circling above the city.