They were still traveling at an incline. They would crest a hill, go downward a short while, then resume a longer upward slope. Jinady wore his coat during the day. The temperature dropped the higher they went.
“The journey where we rescued you was only Scor’s second mission. He’d taken a long time to recover from the beating.”
Jinady looked at him with interest. He’d resumed his story without preamble.
“When we were preparing to go, Vandrel told me that Rowan wanted to come along as Scor’s Available.
“I denied the request. ‘The agreement is he only serves you and Leatha,’ I said. I told him to warn Rowan that he’s not supposed to be with Scor at all. I might see to that matter when I returned.
“I told Scor that if Rowan has to accompany him on missions he could leave the army. Scor showed me greater respect after I’d hurt him. He explained it was Rowan’s request, not his. Rowan didn’t want to be separate from him, and he didn’t want Scor to have sex with other Availables.
“Scor had been solely devoted to Rowan after I freed him, but Rowan was shared by two others. Scor couldn’t abide this.
“I thought I’d won with Rowan this time. I’d underestimated him. One shard on our border burned out. All the men went to guard the breach. Rowan went to a tower that was left unguarded and smashed its swan shard.”
Jinady blinked. “That’s what he did? That’s why two shards were out at once?”
“Just as I’d returned I caught him throwing a spikey into the home of a mortal-born innocent. When he tried to run away I knocked him down. I had him locked in a cabin. I can make unbreakable chains using a person’s own blood. I chained Rowan to the wall of his cabin. Each day the chain grows by one link. He may gain his freedom month by month as the links grow. If he commits another crime the chain will yank him back against the wall and the process will begin again.
“Rowan had to be punished, Jinady. He jeopardized the whole settlement. He caused us to lose all but one of our shard gatherers.” Figaru fumed. “There’s no longer any hope for reconciliation between us. Trying to make him my son had brought out the worst in me. I was finished with that. I would no longer be subject to his whims.”
“What a mess.”
Jinady walked in silence several minutes. A potent memory almost stopped him in his place.
“That’s right,” he said to no one.
Figaru looked at him. Jinady met his eyes, and then demurred. It was his turn to come clean.
“Uh, well, in the base I went by Rowan’s cabin. He talked to me. I didn’t know much about him then. He said a lot of things to make me doubt you. You’ve cleared that all up now. I know what his motives are.”
“I’m glad, Jinady.”
“But when he found out I was going to the Glowing Mountain, he asked me to take a message for him.”
Figaru frowned.
“I was going to, but he told me to come inside the cabin. I didn’t trust him. I never got the message.”
“Hmm.” Figaru concentrated, but said nothing further.
An hour or so after their lunch Figaru stopped on a broad cliff-side road. Jinady continued several paces, lost in thought, before he halted in front of him. Figaru pointed up. Beside them was sheer rock going straight up hundreds of feet before leveling off into vegetation. The branches of a tree were peeking over the edge too far up for Jinady to make out its fruit.
“It’s not sweet,” Figaru said, “but it’s delicious. Like bell pepper and onion mixed together with the texture of lard.”
“The treat.” Jinady had forgotten.
“I need to walk up this wall to get it. Will that…distress you?”
“No.” He smiled. “It would be amazing.”
Figaru stroked his hair. He climbed through crumbling rock and scrub brush to the sheer stone. There was no hesitation when he met the wall. His next step went horizontal instead of vertical. His large form swung to be perpendicular to the wall. Figaru’s hooves clopped steadily up the side as easily as he’d walked on the ground.
Jinady watched, mesmerized. Figaru’s hair was hanging down, but the wall held his steps. When he reached the edge with the tree, he stepped over while oscillating to a vertical stance. He was out of sight several moments. He came down with six black round fruits with pebbled skin.
“Sometimes I wish I had incubi magic.”
Figaru sliced down the skin of one fruit with his claw. “You’re the source of our magic.”
He gave Jinady the half of the avocado with the pit in it.
A few hours after dusk they stopped to camp. Jinady held his coat closed tight.
“Eban said my guardian would be battling enemies until he was exhausted.” He breathed hot breath onto his bare hands and rubbed them together. “You haven’t had to protect me from anything.”
“The succubi I sense keep moving away from us. They’re wary of me.”
There were tendrils of frost growing on the ground. Figaru built a fire, then made the tent open on the side facing it. Jinady removed his boots, but kept his socks on. He crawled inside the down blankets while shivering. Figaru sat against a tree nearby him. Jinady looked at him. The demon’s garments left most of his flesh exposed.
“Aren’t you cold?”
Figaru shook his head. He crept over to the tent, and then gingerly climbed over Jinady into it. He pulled off the down blanket on top of him.
“Gah!”
“Endure it just a moment.”
Figaru took Jinady’s coat off him and threw it aside. Now Jinady’s teeth were chattering. Figaru’s hot body nestled against him. He covered them with the blanket, and enclosed Jinady in his large arms.
The fire heated the front of him. Figaru’s warmth was against his back.
Jinady closed his eyes. He was in bliss. He brought his hand over Figaru’s embracing arms.
“Better?”
“Wonderful.” His voice sounded too dreamy. He snuffled to try to negate this. It was hard not to sink into the euphoria Figaru’s touch brought him. The full length of Jinady’s body was connected to him.
His chest rose and fell beneath Figaru’s arms in a sigh. He was utterly Figaru’s now. He no longer had a reason to resist. He caressed Figaru’s arm with his fingers. He’d wanted to trust him. Now he felt he could.
Jinady closed his eyes. Figaru’s chin and throat were behind his head. His arms were wrapped around his chest. His bottom was against the leather garment over Figaru’s crotch.
He let his mind drift. Figaru could release him, lower his arms, undo Jinady’s pants, pull them down to expose his ass, move aside his leather garment, and—
“Jinady.”
He opened his eyes. Figaru’s hot breath touched his temple.
“I’ll molest you if you become any more aroused.”
Jinady whispered. “What?”
“You’ve been warned.”
His brow furrowed.
The word molest just ignited his imagination. All Figaru had to do was grind his hips and he’d be molested. Then there were his arms, already conveniently in front of him. He could pinch a nipple. Maybe that’s the reason he removed his coat?
“Lovely little creature.” Figaru half-sang the threatening words.
Jinady’s eyes widened.
“You’ve sealed your own fate.”
“Tsk.”
Figaru opened the arms wrapped around Jinady. He glided the tips of his fingers over Jinady’s throat, and then smoothed a soft, ticklish line over his collar bone. Jinady kept still.
“Continue with your fantasies.”
“Mm.”
He imagined himself on his knees and elbows on a white warm bed. His back was arched and his head was lowered. Figaru hugged him around the stomach while pumping into him with steady thrusts. He made soft, helpless moans. Figaru was grunting through clenched teeth behind him.
He swallowed. His erection was being constrained by his pants.
Figaru opened the butt
ons of his shirt. There was a thin undershirt below. One arm was over Jinady’s side, the other below him. Figaru pushed both warm hands beneath the cloth. He glided down over Jinady’s skin to perked nipples. Figaru tickled his fingers over them.
“Uh.”
Jinady’s body was tingling. Figaru’s gentle touch was making his nipples ridged.
The Figaru of his fantasy flattened Jinady against the bed, and now pounded into him furiously enough for their flesh to slap. Jinady clung to the sheets with splayed fingers. He could feel Figaru’s thickness wracking his delicate insides.
The fingers spider crawled outside his shirt, down over Jinady’s belly, leaving tingly prints. He unbuttoned Jinady’s pants, and then pulled it and his underpants down to the middle of his thighs. He traced swirling lines up both bare thighs. His hands touched closer to his groin, feeling over his swathe of hair. His knuckles grazed Jinady’s balls. The other hand felt a whispery touch over the underside of his shaft. Jinady’s erection suspended out from his body at an angle. Figaru’s thumb slid over the liquid oozing from the head.
“Mmph.”
He felt something stir against his bottom. It was held back by the leather of Figaru’s loincloth. Jinady opened his eyes. His heart thundered. Sex had been his routine for over a year in the mountain, yet now he was too embarrassed to grab Figaru’s cock. The only thing that could surmount this was the shame of being a selfish lover.
Jinady tapped the leather behind him. “What about you?”
“I’m feasting on you.”
One fist started pumping him. The other hand rubbed over his balls.
“Uh! That’s all you need…to be satisfied?”
Figaru gave two syllables of a laugh, and then became serious.
“I ache to be inside you, Jinady.”
Jinady’s breath caught. The ardent words and deft hands were overwhelming.
“You’ll sate my hunger tonight. Not my desire.”
Pleasurable urgency was building in his cock. Figaru was now yanking him. Jinady forced himself to speak.
“That’s not fair to you.”
Both hands were off him in a shocking instant. It was too long since his last orgasm. He was already nearing the precipice.
“Uh!”
Figaru rubbed his shoulder. He leant down close to Jinady’s ear to whisper. “It’s hard enough to resist my urges without your encouragement.”
Jinady swallowed. His member throbbed from the echo of Figaru’s touch. ‘What are you resisting for?’ was his thought, but he knew what Figaru meant. He wasn’t trying to encourage sex, only mutual pleasure.
His voice was hesitant. “Can’t we just…fool around?”
Something smooth bumped the back of his calve. Jinady’s eyes widened. It glided up the side of his leg.
His tail!
It slithered in between his legs far enough below his member not to touch it. The strong tail swept down, taking his pants and undergarment with it. With one fluid movement Jinady was stripped from below the waist. Even his socks were flung off his body. His clothes were in a bunched up pile at his feet.
The fire, blankets, and Figaru’s tremendous body heat had him enclosed in warmth. His legs touched Figaru flesh to flesh now. He shifted enough to caress Figaru’s smooth skin.
Figaru’s hand lowered from his shoulder to Jinady’s bare hip, and then traced around his bottom. Jinady wriggled. The hand was off him then. He felt Figaru take off his loincloth. The demon’s cock bumped up against his ass once it was freed. Jinady kept still. A hot tip the size of a plum was poking his bare bottom. Part of him didn’t want to fathom how large the rest of it was.
Figaru leaned up on one elbow and reached over Jinady outside the tent. His cock moved against Jinady’s ass as he dug through their equipment. He held a corked bottle of oil near the fire a few moments. Jinady stared. His erection stood unabated beneath the down blanket. Figaru settled back down to his spoons position with Jinady. The oil was out of sight.
Figaru palmed one side of Jinady’s ass. He soothed down to the back of his thigh and pushed to make him lift that leg forward. This turned Jinady partway onto his stomach. He lay as Figaru wished, expectant. Warm oil poured on his sensitive inner thigh. Figaru rubbed this in between his legs, partway between his cheeks, and then his hand separated his legs enough to grease his balls. Jinady curled his toes. Figaru put the oiled hand on his hip to steer his lubricated thighs back together. He was once again lying on his side with his back to Figaru.
The demon’s cock broke contact with Jinady a moment. He felt it again a moment later slippery with oil. It pushed against his hole a moment, giving Jinady a wave of panic, but then slid down to pry between his legs. Figaru pressed through at an upward angle that rubbed the tender place between his ass and balls. His cock pushed up the back of Jinady’s balls. The head glided out from beneath Jinady’s erection with his balls gently compressed above it.
Figaru’s hot form was fully against Jinady’s body again. He hugged him close around the waist and began to rock his pelvis. Jinady’s breathing grew heavy. Figaru’s cock was twice as long as his own and more than twice as thick. The demon slid his massive member back and forth through Jinady’s oiled thighs, taking care to press up against the potent pleasure spots below his ass and behind his balls.
Jinady’s eyes squeezed closed. Figaru had just discovered his most sensitive area. He knew the waves of pleasure would grow torturous soon. Figaru’s cock would tug the ring of his hole, and then pushed over the delicate place just beneath it. It glided still forward to send lightning shocks of pleasure into a tender mound deep below his balls. When Figaru’s member crushed over this spot Jinady cried out. His legs were beginning to writhe.
Figaru pumped three times slow enough for Jinady to appreciate every note of pleasure. The forth stroke was faster. The next was fast enough to slap his crotch against Jinady’s bottom.
He squirmed hard in Figaru’s hold. The arms around him became firmer. His cock was thrusting back and forth at a steady rhythm. It was a constant massage against Jinady’s pleasure spots, with his flesh gently being tugged and the back of his balls tenderly battered.
“Ahh! Figaru!” He couldn’t help being loud. His ankles crossed and uncrossed. He dug his nails into Figaru’s arms, and ground his teeth. He was flinching with his whole body each time his pleasure mound was crushed. “Mmph! Nnn!” His head lashed back to strike Figaru’s collarbone. His cock had turned to stone. It would have been painful for someone to try and bend it down.
Figaru pumped faster.
“Ahhh!” Jinady lost his senses. He kicked his heels hard against Figaru’s legs and tried to pry his arms off him. The brutal ecstasy between his legs had precum dribbling from his slit. He felt his pulse thumping inside his ass and at the head of his cock.
Figaru grunted.
Jinady’s eyes opened. The demon released one arm to reach down and grasp his cock.
“Uhh!”
He squeezed without pumping a moment. Jinady stopped thrashing. Jagged pleasure throbbed to his core under Figaru’s hand. He was so engorged the touch alone stimulated. Anymore than that and he would explode.
Figaru whipped his tail to throw the top blanket off them. He jerked Jinady’s cock while pounding his own furiously through his legs.
“Ahhh! Aaiiee! Ahh huuhh!” His whole body spasmed, and his eyes teared. He opened them to see himself ejaculating into the hissing fire. Figaru’s hand yanked glistening spray out of him. He felt the pumping between his legs become stilted. Figaru shot thick ribbons of white on the ground and flames. He heard the demon gasp.
The hand on his cock relented, but still held him. Jinady was whimpering through staggered breaths. His hole still had contractions. His member was raw in Figaru’s hand. He dropped his head against the blanket and breathed deep.
He heard Figaru echo him with a trembling sigh. The demon withdrew from between his legs. He pulled the blanket back over them just as the cold was starti
ng to bite.
Jinady’s muscles were assuaging in degrees. His cock was no longer painfully stiff, but remained semi-hard. Figaru released it. He closed his arms around Jinady’s chest.
Jinady focused on the feeling of his pulse where his body connected to Figaru. In the moments of nonsense thoughts just before sleep he became convinced there were a single entity.
Chapter 19
Jinady knew it was long past sunrise when he opened his eyes the next morning. He’d turned onto his back during the night. Figaru reclined on his side next to him. He was propped up on his elbow. The fingers of his other hand were running through the hair at Jinady’s temple. He looked up into the demon’s serene face. He was sure there was a smile just barely touching the edges of his lips.
“Morning,” Jinady said.
Figaru leant down and kissed him. Their lips pressed together firmly enough to form a moist seal for several sweet moments, and then he withdrew. Figaru stared down at him again.
“I’m painfully smitten with you.”
Jinady smiled. “Well, you better be.”
Figaru lifted one side of his mouth to acknowledge his banter, and then returned to his adoring stare.
Jinady kept linked with his eyes. Figaru’s intensity was taking his breath away. He swallowed. “I feel the same way.”
Figaru closed his eyes slowly. “Jinady.” He whispered the word in bliss.
Jinady felt a magnificent shiver.
They traveled at a steep incline half the day. The road narrowed to a path that wound up dense dark woods. Figaru stopped them beside a tree with a notch on it.
“I can’t go any further.”
Jinady’s heart started to race. He chewed his bottom lip.
Figaru unloaded his equipment onto the ground. He started putting together a pack for Jinady. “It’s been some time since your initiation. Let’s go over the rest of your mission.”
Jinady was grateful. Figaru reiterated what he’d been instructed at the base. He knew what to expect in the mountain, how to find his way back, and how to camp on his own. He had more than enough road rations to last him.
“The swan shard will keep you safe from demons on the way back.”
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