ALIVE

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Axe had fallen asleep after eating a fair share of food and the Yahurian had placed him on the bed. Now, he sat with his back turned towards her as he silently ate. His mask resting right beside his strong forearm a few inches away. He had waited until Souna finished picking indifferently at the meal, to finally dig into the leftovers himself and drink some water. Once the tray was wiped clean till the last crumb, he had strapped his mask back on and stood up, turning around to find the girl staring at him with curious eyes, running her nail through a blood stain smudged on her tunic. -Does it always feel like this? – She asked timidly, looking down her lap. -Not if you do it often enough – The Yahurian replied sighing – It gets easier with time… - He trailed off, frowning and approaching her with interest. His hand darting towards her face and making her recoil at his movement. -One of them got to you – The warrior explained, grabbing her face with his palm, slightly touching a cut on her cheekbone and making her wince in surprise – It is nothing serious, but we better make sure it does not get infected. Ussi walked to his leather sack and took out a small pot, opening the lid and revealing it contained a slick greenish unguent. He scooped a dab with his finger and carefully applied it on her wound. The strong smell of it filling her nostrils, his rough touch making her shiver. She found herself closing her eyes at the warm feeling and moaning involuntarily in response. Her hand springing against his, and rubbing it eagerly down her cheek. When she heard him gasp harshly, she opened her eyes... And he was staring at her with shock. A mixture of surprise and fear crossing his sight as Souna reached for his lower region and stroked his virile member with firmness. -What the hell do you think you are doing? – The warrior asked, alarmed, backing off a little as she lunged forward towards him stubbornly, her hand tightening her grip around his rock-hard pole. -Please, Ussi- She begged heatedly, running her other hand down his muscular torso- I just need to feel alive! He resisted weakly, her fluttering hands hungrily trying to get him out of his armor, and messily struggling with the unfamiliar garments. His eyes igniting with defeat before reaching for them and easily taking them off. His hand hesitating shakily over her still dressed body as she grabbed his enormous palms and placed them against her generous breasts, a hiss escaping out of him at the feeling of her erected n*****s through the fabric. Souna guided him, latching his fingers onto her clothes and helping him get them out of the way. The mask over his face barely hiding the evident lust that sparkled inside him once his eyes landed on her fully naked body. -Sit- She ordered with a newfound boldness, and surprisingly, he did. Not before stealing a worried glance at the child sleeping obliviously a short distance away from them. As soon as he laid his toned butt down where she had signaled him, she rushed to sit astride his aroused member, downing her weight on him and engulfing the entirety of it with her throbbing walls. Her hands clutching at his bulky shoulders and pushing him deeper in. A distracted grunt leaving his lips while he sheepishly grabbed her rear and got lost in the velvety sensation of her moistened core. She rode him with a rising greed, feeling him stiffen below her thighs, her fingers running down his sharp hipbones, glancing down blatantly at the rosy shaft sliding inside her and marveling at it as she rubbed herself against him, ravenously. His breathing getting heavier by the second. His eyes closing with delight the moment she reached her peak and this new, overwhelming sensation he had never experienced before, took hold of him and clouded his vision. A shiver running all the way down his back as he unloaded a forceful shot of secretion inside her with profound relief. When she was done, Souna remained saddled over him for a second, before the remorse hit her with full strength, and she hurried to pull him out of her. Her shaky legs backing off as she fished for her clothes with a guilty look in her eyes. -I… I am sorry - She stammered with regret- I don’t know what got into me. -Well, I do – The Yahurian chuckled lightly, glancing at his drained member before reaching for his armor and starting to dress back up – It is fine, though. I know why you did it, it was because of the killing thrill… It has that effect on people. Do not worry… It was nothing. With that, he placed a cloth on the floor and nonchalantly tumbled down over it, gesturing for her to take the bed. Souna finished putting her attire back on and spent a long time staring at the ceiling as she listened to Axe calmly breathing beside her. -So, I was your first – She mumbled in the darkness, more to herself than to him. -You know you were - He answered groggily - Now go to sleep. Morning came and Souna woke up to the sounds of the Yahurian finishing readying his gear. The toddler still sleeping beside her as she noticed the tenderness of her core. The memories of the past night making her wince. They left the village right after the warrior refilled their supplies and got Axe some proper footwear. Both immersed in an awkward silence as the kid cooed happily at the sight of a late flock of migrating birds. His little fingers pointing at them while swinging his palms cheerfully and seemingly calling them. Both Souna´s and the Yahurian´s eyes widened in surprise when they looked upwards and noticed the flock perfectly replicating the movement of the child's hands. Hundreds of tiny wings flapping left to right, up and down… Then drawing circles at the toddler's will. -Enough, kid - The warrior ordered, grabbing his hands and making him stop - They need to go on their way, and so do we, so let them be. Ussi held him, staring firmly into his eyes, breaking the flock out of their trance while Souna watched them flying rapidly away. -Had he ever done that before? - Souna asked with stupefaction as they reached the place where their stuff was hidden and Kohu appeared readily before them. -Not exactly. But the child sure has some tricks – The warrior shrugged off, reaching for the saddle, and fastening it on his beast, then grabbing the weapon and hopping on the jaguar, extending his hand at her - Come on… Let us get moving. There are plenty of people out here who still want to get their hands on Axe.
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