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"Shtolaaaaaa..." Rahi'a drawled, his head leaning back from where he was sitting and reading through his pile of books.
"Is my precious assistant getting bored?" she asked, not looking up.
"Tired, more like. Come on, Shtola, it's been hours. We should at least take a break." the dark-haired miqo'te sighed.
"Just let me finish sifting through this pile." she responded, tapping a stack of five books next to her as she continued looking through her current tome.
Rahi'a glowered at the stack. That was at least another two hour's worth. Maybe longer, depending. And he was exhausted .
Exhausted was only part of it too. It was rare that he got any alone time with his beloved, and to be with her for hours while she was hyper focused on the task at hand... well, admirable, for her, but Rahi'a had a sliver of hope that they'd at least fool around a little.
He glanced around. It was late, so the library was practically empty now.
So there was still time.
He had to play his cards right. Ease her into it. Jumping the gun will only irritate her. And she definitely needed the break, he thought. She was the one who told him to check her on taking care of herself anyway. This was just part of his duty as a good friend, and lover.
"Shtola..." he murmured, moving closer to her. He stood behind where she was seated, placing his warm hands on her shoulders, slowly beginning to massage them. If there was one thing he was good with, besides his tongue, it was his hands. Whether it was kneading dough or kneading skin, he knew what he was doing.
Y'shtola didn't flinch, but after a moment, quietly leaned into his touch. He continued working his hands across her shoulders, gently, but more and more firm. Unable to help herself, Y'shtola emitted a soft purr.
"Ahh that... feels nice... thank you, love..."
Rahi'a leans forward to nuzzle her cheek.
"I can make you feel even better if you put down that book for a moment." he speaks softly into her ear. She shudders slightly at his low tone, but doesn't make any further movement, trying to focus on her book again.
Undeterred by this, Rahi'a continues his handiwork, and then begins to move down her slightly exposed back, weaving his fingers between the lacings of her dress, pressing down on points he knows will relax her further, enjoying the touch of her skin. He feels her body slacken a bit, her breathing pattern changing, and he can tell she's trying not to moan or purr.
Well, that was about to change. He smirks to himself, moving his hands up her back towards her shoulders again, slowly, sensually, as he presses his lips to her neck and sucks lightly.
"Ah~!" she claps her hand to her mouth in surprise, and Rahi'a chuckles, then licks a stripe up the side of her neck. Y'shtola inhales sharply, shutting her book, and then turns and grabs him by the collar.
"You really aren't going to give it up, are you?"
Rahi'a grins at her.
"You closed your book. Are you taking me up on my offer?"
Y'shtola answers by kissing him. It's annoyed, harsh, biting, but Rahi'a smiles into it, satisfied, a bit smug, even.
He kisses her back, teasing her lips with his tongue after a few less angry kisses, turning more hungry, more desperate.
He knew she wanted this, it was a matter of coaxing it out of her. Ever an individual of steel resolve, making moments like this that much more satisfying for him.
Before he could shove his tongue into her mouth, she broke the kiss, catching her breath, and then blinked.
"Someone could see us. "
Rahi'a snorts.
"At this hour? I daresay we are the last people here right now. But-" he pulls her up gently, leading her to an aisle of books, and leans his back against it, pulling her body towards him so her back is also against him once again.
"We'll at least be out of view here... the noise will depend on you though." he grins again as he hugs her tightly from behind, kissing her neck again.
"Gods. I remember hearing stories of people getting caught fucking in this library but I never imagined I'd possibly be amongst them." she grumbled.
" If we get caught." he says, and turns her head towards him to capture her lips again.
His tongue enters her mouth with ease this time, and she sighs, swirling her own against his as she felt him begin to emit his own, deep purrs against her. It was equal parts arousing and comforting. She really was never one to be into intimate acts much, but with him ...
Was it because of his love? Was he just really good at it? She could never hold back with him for long - and in cases she needed to - he was always understanding.
To say she loved him, at this point, was an understatement.
She knew she was... difficult, to most people. And yet, he made everything feel so easy.
She licked more fervently into his mouth, coaxing more moans and purrs from him, making soft noises herself. She felt his hands glide from her stomach up to her chest, and let out a louder moan into his mouth as she felt his hand begin to grope her breast. Gods , he was good with his hands. She'd be a little more infuriated about it if it didn't feel so intoxicating.
Massaging both breasts now, he sighed into her mouth as he continued to suck and lick at her tongue, at her plush lips. He loved how she felt in his hands, the way she melted when he touched her like this. He could feel himself hardening against her ass as he played with her breasts, feeling a hint of her nipples hardening beneath the fabric of her dress.
He broke from her lips, a string of saliva between them as they caught their breath, and he began to kiss down her neck, slowly undoing the top of her dress.
It'd taken many, many tries and a very discreet questioning to Tataru to figure out how it worked. Unfortunately for him, Tataru easily figured out why he'd asked and he hadn't heard the end of it since.
But now? He could undo it with his eyes closed. Y'shtola was very impressed to say the least.
The top slipped down past her shoulders, lacings freeing her collarbones further as Rahi'a nipped and sucked at the newly exposed skin. She sighed as her breasts were freed from the cloth, nipples stiff from both arousal and the slight chill from being bare. The chill disappeared quickly as Rahi'a's warm, firm hands made their way to them again, squeezing the soft, plush mounds as he marked her neck with his tongue and teeth.
She moaned against him, arching her back as he pinched and pulled at her nipples, her nether regions starting to feel wetter as he pleasured her further, rubbing them as she continued gasping.
He finally switched their positions, leaning her against the shelf now as he stood before her, kissing down her neck, dipping his tongue around her collarbones, and sliding his mouth onto her breast.
"G-gods, Rahi'a-" she breathed, her tail swishing in delight as he sucked on her tits.
He took his time, as he did every time, knowing how much foreplay did for the two of them. His cock was throbbing as he swirled his tongue around her nipple, his hand massaging and rubbing her other breast as she squirmed against him.
"You're perfect, you know." he sighed as he popped his lips off of her breast, his own tail swaying pleasantly behind him.
"I'm quite aware." she teases, and he rolls his eyes, pulling her dress down further, his fingers tangling with the laces on her back as he suckles her breasts and finally begins to kiss down to her navel.
"Wait-" she rasps out.
"What is it, darling ?" he asks, almost mockingly. They weren't too into pet names.
"You've got far too much clothing on right now, Rahi'a. It's quite unfair." She places her hands on her hips, looking a little ridiculous with her dress pulled halfway down her body.
He's utterly in love with her.
Rahi'a quickly removes his top layers, exposing his chest and all the scars that came with it. Y'shtola can't see, but where she can't enjoy his physique visually, the aether and her hands do their work.
It never gets old.
Y'shtola certainly wasn't one to care much about physique either - she'd enjoy whatever body Rahi'a had, as long as it was his. It wasn't a secret that he'd had plenty of insecurities over it throughout his life, from transitioning, to training it, to upholding the expectations of a man of his status.
She loved it all the same, and did her best to tell him as such. If she was honest, G'raha was best at that.
Speaking of.
--
G'raha emitted a loud yawn, stretching as far as his limbs would allow him. That was enough reading and research for tonight. He'd return the books to the library desk and take the few he couldn't finish to his room.
The library was quiet. Seemingly empty. The red-haired miqo'te swiftly put the books into the drop-off bin, and just as he was about to whirl around to leave-
His ears twitched. Was someone else still here? At this hour? It must be some of the other Scions. He recalled that Rahi'a and Y'shtola took off together earlier. Perhaps... one of them was still around.
He couldn't lie to himself. He hoped it was Rahi'a. He liked Y'shtola plenty, but he always had one man on his mind. His tail swishes happily, thinking about his crush.
Things had been better between them lately. He was full aware of his beloved warrior's relationship, but he had a little hope that there was another spark. A possibility.
He wandered deeper into the library, and began to hear... labored breathing?
Oh.
Maybe he should just leave. It was probably a pair of horny students thinking they were doing something thrilling, fucking in a public place. If Rahi'a was around he'd probably already had left himself.
"R-Rahi'a-" came a faint but distinct voice.
Oh.
Now it was a real dilemma.
Don't be a fucking pervert, G'raha.
He took in a breath, preparing himself to leave quietly.
"Mm, Shtola you're so wet for me..." came Rahi'a's lust-filled voice.
G'raha felt that go straight to his crotch. This was probably a terrible idea. A complete mistake. But he was absolutely thinking with his pussy now, and his pussy told him to get closer.
Quietly as possible, he followed their noises (she really did sound wet. He couldn't tell if it was Rahi'a's fingers or tongue doing the work yet.) and made his way to the aisles of shelves.
Ducking down, he peered through a couple of loose books on one of the shelves.
He almost combusted.
If it wasn't his tongue before, it certainly was now. Rahi'a was on his knees, looking up at what G'raha could only assume was Y'shtola's cunt. He could see a hint of her leg and ass from where he was peering. Luckily those two were very much focused on each other.
G'raha watched with fascination as Rahi'a began to eat her out. The angle wasn't perfect but it was enough. Gods, he looked good. He'd heard both rumors and first-hand comments about how the Warrior of Light should have been renamed the Warrior of Cunnilingus because he was just that good at eating pussy. And he definitely thought about that a lot .
G'raha had to fight not to whimper as he heard his beloved hero slurp and suck at Y'shtola's cunt. Gods, he could hear both of them purring now, too.
The redhead was far beyond shame at this point. Watching Rahi'a pleasure her, his focused, yet aroused expression was driving him mad. He could feel his own wetness begin to increase. Throwing caution to the wind, he slipped his hand into his pants and began working himself as he watched.
--
"Rahi'a I'm... I'm close, I'm gonna, mmm..." Y'shtola moaned as Rahi'a swirled his tongue around her clit.
This was always his favorite part. Y'shtola just tasted so fucking good and it was extraordinarily satisfying to watch her come undone like this. By his tongue. It was satisfying to eat pussy in general, but to be able to devour Y'shtola like this freely (or, as freely as time allowed), was a gift.
His low purrs vibrated through her as he lapped at her faster, fucking into her nether lips with his tongue as she shuddered into an orgasm.
"Ahh~!... Mmm.... gods yes..." she sighed as she came down from her high, her hand fisted into Rahi'a's dark blue locks as he licked her through it.
He swallowed, licking his lips and almost ejaculating at how incredible it felt and tasted.
He stood back up, pressing her against the shelf into a slow, sensual kiss as he caressed her practically naked body. All that remained were her boots and her dress shucked down by her feet.
"I hope you can tell how good you taste." he whispers into her lips, tongues dancing against each other again.
"Mm... I think I'd rather - ah!" she starts, and feels Rahi'a grope her ass.
"Rather what?" he teases, kneading her cheeks.
"Rather have you fuck me right now."
Rahi'a purrs with delight.
"But-" she starts again. "I don't want to ruin any of these precious books... surely... this place is empty now... you can take me against the desk we were at before."
"Mm... easier cleanup."
"Precisely."
"Up you go, then." Rahi'a lifts his lover, as if carrying a princess, and struts over to the desks, struggling slightly with how hard he was against his pants.
He gently places her back on the ground, and in his next move bends her over the table as he begins to undo his belts and buttons.
--
G'raha scrambles as soon as the two begin migrating. He was so close to coming, and this should have been the point that he would leave and go jerk himself off in the safety of his room - but to miss out on watching Rahi'a fuck someone against a desk? One of his own biggest fantasies? To witness and hear firsthand the way the warrior's cock was going to slap against someone's pussy? He was in too deep now.
He re-situated himself, getting a good view while staying hidden, and began to rub his clit again in desperation. Gods he hoped one day, that could be him too, letting Rahi'a have his way with him with the chance of being caught... G'raha bit his lip, getting lost in his fantasy as he blinked one eye open to see how far the two had gotten.
Well, Rahi'a's bare ass was out now. Thank you, gods!
--
Y'shtola looks obscene. Rahi'a feels almost filthy, staring at the scene before him. Her back is arched, ass in the air, almost puckering as her pussy lips drip with her cum and his saliva beneath it. Her pale hair is messy, sticking up in odd places, her ears lowered as her tail sways in anticipation.
He feels filthy, and yet, a sense of satisfaction that only he gets to see her like this. That this display is for him .
He aligns his hard, straining cock with her cunt, and enters her, his hands on her waist to steady her as he slowly begins to fuck her.
It feels incredible. It always does.
"F-fuck, Shtola..." he moans as he starts to increase his speed.
"Rahi'a... mmnhgh... I love the way you feel inside me... so good..."
Her arms brace her on the desk, her breasts bouncing slightly as he fucks her harder. He leans onto her back, and she feels his sweaty, toned body encasing her as his hands move upward as he continues to pound into her.
"G-getting close again..." she sighs as she feels one of his hands grab her breast as the other holds her waist steady. He plays with the nipple as his cock slams in and out of her.
"Ohhh... Rahi'a, please, I'll, mmhhh... " she babbles, in complete pleasure and bliss. He kisses and nips at her neck as he moves, still fondling her chest as he fucks her, and then playfully tugs at her soft ears with his teeth. She almost sees stars.
Suddenly he pulls out and she whines at the loss.
"I want to see your face when you come." he admits plainly, flipping his lover over with care. He leans over her, smiling at her fucked out expression, brushing some hair out of her sticky, sweaty face.
"Well, hurry up and make me."
She pulls him down for a sloppy kiss.
"With pleasure."
He enters her again, picking up speed with ease as her legs wrap around his torso. He gropes her tits as he fucks her, kissing and licking into her mouth as she cries his name between breaths.
She comes again, her hands tangled in his hair as he fucks her through her orgasm, slowly approaching his own, as he takes in her blissed out expression.
"Rahi'a." she breathes out, mussing up his hair, massaging his ears.
"Shtola... mmm, Shtola I'm close..."
"Come for me, Rahi'a... I want to feel you... make a mess of me. No one... ah... no one fucks me like you do. So good to me, always so good..."
"Shtola..."
"Come for me, my prince." she whispers, smiling at him as she cups his cheek.
Rahi'a comes hard. He cries out, thrusting into her one last time and collapses slowly on top of her.
Unbeknownst to them, G'raha had been fucking himself vigorously behind a nearby shelf. He was locked in his own fantasy of Rahi'a fucking him, using every movement and noise he made as fuel. He pumped his fingers as he watched Rahi'a thrust into Y'shtola, almost drooling, imagining if it were him instead, having the man he admired most absolutely decimating his cunt on a library desk.
He'd almost be flattered, proud even, if people watched them. Jealous, hungry, wishing it was them being fucked by Rahi'a, but it would be him . The one who would give anything to stay by his side, to be his partner, his equal.
He whimpered quietly as he fucked himself on his fingers, ears taking in Rahi'a's voice as he expressed his wants, his thirst to see his partner come. Of course G'raha would be elated for the man of his dreams to be loving with him, but a darker side of him, one that's experienced Rahi'a's anger, fantasized a bit more about him being rough with him, a bit nastier, more possessive.
Both were good, really, he'd take anything. He'd all pass out from praise from his warrior, just as much as he would from mean-spirited teasing. Panting, sweating, he continued fingering himself as he felt his orgasm rise through his slickness, still watching Rahi'a pound his partner, quietly cursing his name as he willed himself to imagine his own name slipping from the warrior's lips.
Raha .
G'raha came upon hearing Rahi'a's orgasm, his fingers now covered in his own cum as leans back against the shelf, face flushed and damp, with new masturbation material until the day Rahi'a finally decides to fuck him, too.
Was this perverted and presumptuous of him? Maybe. He'd deal with the shame later. Probably literally the moment he'd have to speak to either of them. Y'shtola will probably catch on immediately.
But that was a problem for future G'raha. Present G'raha needed to get the hell out of there soon.
Rahi'a and Y'shtola slowly gathered themselves, and with the help of Y'shtola's magic, cleaned up well.
"I told you we needed a break." Rahi'a says, kissing her as he helps put on her dress.
"I never said otherwise. Just that I needed a moment. But yes that was much needed." she kisses him back, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"To bed then?" he asks.
"My, how frisky! My beloved warrior has another round in him?"
"Absolutely not. I want to sleep." he yawned. "Perhaps in the morning, though." he gives her ass a playful squeeze.
The two begin to make their way out of the library when they hear the sound of books falling, and a familiar yelp.
"G'raha? How long have you been here?"
Fuck.