I'm gonna try and keep my life out of my fanfiction now cause I feel long Authors Notes that are about the author and not the story are annoying, at least mine are. All I'm going to say is I'm taking my time on writing 5 original books(I'm young and have my whole life, also it's just a hobby to write them) and So I've played the Fable series on the Xbox 360 (I like gaming now on the Portal series, Fable series, Kingdom Hearts series, etc.) I'm replaying Fable 3 on the PC.
Summary: The Hero of Song, First of her kind unlike the current heroes of Will, Strength, and Skill. Katherine's voice is her power. With it she can make those around her feel certain feelings or do certain actions. Lust, Love, Calm, Happy, Peaceful, Mad, Confident, and even Heal them. She can sing a song of youth which adds a year onto their/her life, or even make them fall asleep with a lullaby, hum, or command. She is a maid/nanny in the castle ever since well...you'll see. Theresa informs Sparrow that she is the Hero of Song. The young prince is also told by Theresa of the new Hero of Song once he begins his journey. She makes a name for herself with the deeds she does and soon becomes a legend. Catching the eyes of many men, woman, and a little unwanted attention.
Pairings: Logan/Kat, Kat/Reaver, Kat/Barry, Kat/Ben, Kat/Hero Some or most will be one sided/sexual.
Warning:There will most likely be smut, sex, kinky stuff, 3-ways, 4-ways, quickies, balverine/human, whatever. I'm writing this as a horny woman(yes I'm older than 18) wanting the sexy men of Fable. She'll have an interesting personality. I'll try not to make her too slutty by making her get to know/befriend/date the person first before she does anything serious/major. Then towards the end I'll decide on whom she ends up with and maybe your reviews can help make that decision ;)
Disclaimer: I only own Kat.
Katherine looks like Barbara Palvin
Warning: sex in this chapter
Also the line like the one under this sentence does not mean the end of the chapter like it usually does in my stories. make sure you read the entire chapter and don't stop reading at the line.
Run! I must keep running! I mustn't let them get me. Where did they even come from? My waved curly auburn hair whipped around me as I continued on. I attempted to sing, speak, anything but my powers escaped me for I had screamed too much. The Shadows were all around me. Attacking every living thing in Oakvale. My home was burning. My home was dying.
No! I fell hard into the mud and looked to see what I tripped over, I let out a sob. A child, his lifeless eyes stared at me from where he lay. He couldn't be older than seven. Will I die too? Will I die this young? I'm only seventeen! I gasped as I was spotted. I got up to run only to let out a pathetic cry of pain. My ankle felt broken. The shadows were upon me in seconds. They like to play with us before they devour our souls. I felt them bite. I felt them scratch. I felt them do whatever they could to cause me pain. I let out one last scream, pouring all my power into it, just wishing to be somewhere else, anywhere else but here. I collapsed onto the ground as a white light surrounded me.
The ground disappeared from beneath me but the pain continued. I tried to scream again but I had no strength left. When the light faded away I continued to fall. After what seemed like ages I fell onto something hard. It felt like the edge of a round table. It tipped me onto my front as I landed on...carpet?
"What in the world?!" I heard a faded voice shout before black overcame my vision, and finally the pain stopped.
King Sparrow knelt by the girl's side. She had appeared out of no where. What he had hoped to be a peaceful night was just interrupted. The poor girl was caked in dirt and blood. The long sleeved white dress she had on was in the same condition, as well as almost ripped to shreds. There was no spot on her body that wasn't injured.
"Guards! Get the nearest doctor as fast as you can!" he shouted. The guards standing outside the door shouted back.
"Yes, your majesty!" before thundering footsteps followed. Sparrow had been sitting in front of the fire when a flash of light followed by a crash caught him by surprise. She had landed on the edge of his map table before falling to the floor. Sparrow carefully flipped the limp form over. She couldn't be older than eighteen. A shine caught his eye. Around her neck was thin rope, at the end of it was...he picked it up and wiped of the mud before dropping it with a gasp. A guild seal! She was a hero?! He'd have to seek out Theresa.
The guards returned with a flustered looking balding man in his night wear. It was late at night after all. The doctor took one look at her before he started shouting commands. Even commanded the king to move away. Sparrow did as he was told, he could see a teen hiding in the doorway observing what was happening. He beckoned Logan over and pulled him close. The maids were occupied with young Hero most likely.
The guards hoisted up the stretcher with the girl's body on it then began carrying it to the royal infirmary so the doctor may treat her properly.
"Who is she? Where did she come from?" Logan asked, his voice had just changed from preteen to teen, so it was still adjusting.
"I don't know Logan." Sparrow replied, his heart raced. He was getting too old for this excitement.
When I awoke I could see bright light attempting to break through my lids. I shielded my emerald eyes as I opened them. The first thing I noticed were scars along my arm. I slowly sat up and observed more of my body. My ankle was in a splint but looked halfway heeled, more scars littered my body. I was in a simple white slip. What happened to me? Where was I?
My surroundings consisted of other beds, a bed table with a cup of water and a necklace on it, stained glass windows, a boy a bit younger than me, a tray with wraps on it, wait what?
My eyes went back to the boy. He was looking at me with calculating eyes, but curiosity was in them. I looked him up and down once. He was in very expensive clothes, his hair was extremely dark brown almost black and it was short but combed back, his posture was stiff. He must come from a high up family.
"Where am I?" I asked, my voice broke as if I hadn't used it in a long time.
"Bowerstone Castle, Albion. You've been comatose for almost two months now." he answered before walking to my bedside and handing me the glass of water from the bed table. My eyes widened. Two months? Bowerstone? I drank the water thirstily before putting it back on the table.
"What is your name?" he asked me while tilting his head slightly. I went to answer but a pain ran through my head causing me to grasp it groaning.
"Are you alright? Wait here, let me go get the doctor!" I heard him say over the ringing in my ears...Katherine. My name is Katherine.
"Easy there, you've been through a lot." a voice made me open my eyes. The pain subsided as he made me lay back down.
"What have I been through?" I asked. I couldn't remember anything. It was like something was preventing me.
"You were badly injured, like something attacked you. Do you not remember?" his kind voice asked. He was a balding man wearing whites and grays. He had a bag with medical equipment and small potion vials in it. I shook my head.
"She can't even remember her name." the boy added.
"No, I remember it. It's Katherine. I am Katherine." I corrected him.
"Alright then, Katherine. Where do you come from?" the doctor asked. Another man joined us at this time. He had a golden crown on his head with a familiar symbol in it. He was much older than the doctor. His hair was grey, but his stance told me he was still strong. My mine blanked.
"I don't remember." I answered while staring at the symbol on his crown.
"I'll take it from here." the king said putting a hand on the doctor's shoulder.
"Alright, if you need anything at all, you need only ask." he said while gathering his bag and leaving. The king smiled his thanks. He removed his crown as he sat down on the stool where the doctor was previously sitting.
"You recognize this symbol, don't you?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes, yes that's the symbol of Heroes." I answered. Then a thought struck me and I looked to the necklace on the stand.
"That was around your neck when you showed up. Do you know if you're a Hero?" he asked while I picked it up and examined it. A memory flashed through my mind.
"Yes. They told me I was the first of my kind. The Hero of Song." I answered while I caressed the freshly polished metal with faraway thoughts. The king tilted his head. The boy now looked at me with admiration and curiosity.
"But she died." he said. The king furrowed his eyes at the boy's words.
"What?" he asked.
"Wait. Who are you people?" I asked before they could continue. The king then laughed lightly. He apologized.
"You may call me Sparrow, don't even worry about formalities. This is my son prince Logan. Please continue Logan." He informed me before gesturing to his son.
"I've read every book there is on Heroes, father. They say the Hero of Song died, well some books say she disappeared but will come back when she is needed, others say the Hero of Song never existed." he said.
"Did they say where she was from?"
"Oakvale." I said without thinking then I covered my mouth surprised. The ki-Sparrow then looked at me with surprise then pity.
"That was once the village of Heroes, not made completely of Heroes but most if not all originated from there, the most famous being the Hero that defeated the Jack of Blades." Logan informed us. I chuckled.
"You certainly like Heroes don't you?" I asked. He chuckled shyly while nodding.
"Wait, was?" I questioned.
"It is Wraithmarsh now. No one knows why or even how but it was destroyed." Sparrow informed me, but I felt like he was hiding something from me. Perhaps he was lying, did he know what happened to my home? Tears came to my eyes after a gasp escaped my lips at his news, but something told me I already knew this.
"Logan, I think we should let her rest some more." Sparrow suggested, standing from his seat.
"No please! Don't leave me alone." I pleaded with them after sitting up quickly. I winced in pain, clenching my eyes shut. I felt Prince Logan rush to my side, helping me lie back down. I opened my eyes and they shifted pleadingly from one person to the other causing more tears to spill. Sparrow looked between Logan and I before he sighed.
"I have some things I need to take care of, why don't you two get to know each other?" he offered before leaving. Logan sat back down, he seemed to be happy to get to know me more. I switched to laying on my side facing him.
"Please stop crying, I understand that Oakvale was your home, but we'll take care of you here. Father wouldn't just abandon you." he spoke softly while taking one of my hands in his. My other hand was resting under the pillow my head lay on.
"Is he a Hero?" I asked. Logan nodded with a proud look.
"How old are you?" he questioned.
"You know it's rude to ask a woman her age, my prince." I joked while sending him a wink then smiled softly.
"Sorry." he looked away blushing. I giggled and removed my hand from his to wipe my tears away.
"I'm seventeen, you?" he smiled softly at my answer and looked back at me.
"I just turned fifteen. My little brother is only ten, I'm sure he's around here somewhere. He's always getting into trouble. We're nothing alike I assure you. We only share the same father." he informed me. I tilted my head, curious to know more. What could I possibly say about me when I couldn't remember. He stayed with me as long as he could and we got to know each other, unfortunately his tutor pulled him away but he promised to return. I closed my eyes and was asleep in seconds.
Five years later I was a full grown woman of twenty two, the maid for a fifteen year old Hero, Logan who had grown into a tall handsome prince of twenty had me as his maid as well, and I lived happily within the castle. I learned everything I could of the land, of the different animals and enemies, how to fight even though Logan promised he would always protect me, and I made numerous friends in the castle.
Suddenly, without warning, death had reached someone we all loved. It sickened me that the sun was still shining after we lost a great man. Sparrow had passed away in his sleep. He had died of old age. Logan had locked himself in his room for a couple hours earlier this day. Hero and Logan held back their tears and remained strong while we watch the coffin being carried into the crypt by Sir Walter Beck and some of his men as the sun set. A hard look was on Walter's face as he remained strong after losing his mentor and friend.
Logan grabbed my free hand and squeezed it tightly, my other being held by Hero. The doors to the catacombs closed and would remain closed until any other royal family died, which hopefully wouldn't be for a very long time.
The crowd dwindled and left. An hour later it was only Logan, Hero, Walter, and I. Walter sighed.
"I promised him I'd take care of you three and that's what I'll do. The coronation is tomorrow, Logan. Get some rest." Walter said putting a comforting hand on Logan's shoulder. Logan just shrugged it off before releasing my hand and walking back to his room.
"I'll speak to him." I said.
"Katherine!" I turned to Hero who had called my name.
"Yes?"
"Will you sing me that lullaby later?" he asked, his voice almost breaking.
"Your song? Of course." I promised. A small sorrowed smile came to his face. Walter looked to me worriedly before I continued walking.
"Don't worry, I've been practicing and I've mastered it." I assured him. He nodded but still looked cautious. I had accidentally put Hero into a week long coma last year when I first sung him the lullaby. So I used chickens, birds, and rabbits to train. "Go and clean up for bed." I requested.
"Walter, they didn't just lose a father, we lost a friend, I understand if you'd like some time to yourself. Rest from training us."
"I'll be alright Katherine." he gave a sad smile. I returned it before leaving to Logan's room.
I knocked on the door. "Logan? It's me, Katherine. Will you let me in?" I asked. Silence. I sighed, knowing he preferred to be alone during times like this. He didn't allow anyone to see him 'weak'. "I'll see you tomorrow then." I said sadly before nodding my goodnight to Jeremy, the guard outside Logan's room then headed to Hero's room. As usual, Jasper, the aging royal butler, was combing Hero's hair. He combed it slower than usual, sad short strokes while he gazed off into his thoughts. Hero looking at the floor sadly.
"You may go Jasper, I'll take it from here." I informed him. He jumped slightly as I pulled him from his thoughts before he nodded and set the comb down.
"Have a nice night madam." he bade goodnight as I guided Hero from his seat to the bed and Jasper closed the door behind him. I pulled the covers back and he laid down pulling them over him himself. I often forgot that he wasn't so much a child anymore.
"Now then, how about that lullaby?" I asked while tilting my head and smiling softly.
"I don't think I can sleep." Hero said, his eyes turned glassy once again. I shushed him and dried the tears that fell before laying beside him.
"How about I stay with you tonight? Will that help? I'll sing you right to sleep too." he nodded accepting. I smiled sadly before beginning to sing softly. Putting my power into the song, to make him fall softly to sleep.
"It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money
But boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where
We both could live
So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
See I've forgotten if
They're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is
What I really mean
Your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody,
This is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
If I was a sculptor
But then again no
Or girl who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it's not much but
It's the best I can do
My gift is my song and
This one's for you."
"Ah~" I sang out a melody that echoed softly in the room and seemingly the castle. Hero could barely keep his eyes open now.
"And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world." He was sound asleep by the time I finished. I returned to my room briefly to change before coming back to Hero and climbing under the covers, pulling him close to me so he'd feel safe and not alone. I fell asleep crying silently onto the pillow. I guess, I was the very last Hero. Unless either Logan or Hero has active hero blood.
I woke up the next day with sore eyes and a headache. I simply sighed and removed Hero's protective arm from around my waist, untangled our legs, then woke him up. I called upon Jasper to ready him for the day. Once Jasper arrived I returned to my room and thoroughly washed myself to look as beautiful as I could, dressing in a lacy blue and white dress, it ended at my ankles allowing my feet to show. Lace, silver embroidery, and blue ribbon decorated it. The back of it was corset style with sapphire ribbon criss-crossing and tying loosely in a bow at the middle. I slipped on white thigh highs, my holsters for my dagger and gun, and black flats. Leaving my hair down, falling softly to my waist. The outfit was much different from the black worn yesterday. I lined my eyes with black and brushed my lashes with black as well. I lightly glossed my lips.
I heard cheers from outside signaling it was time to meet Logan, Walter, and Hero in the upstairs war room. I rushed up there. Hero rushed to my side as soon as I entered. He was wearing a regal prince's suit and a prince's crown similar to Logan's soon to be old one.
"Hero, the kingdom will not only look to Logan but you as well so be strong in the public's eye. Okay?" I informed him. He nodded sadly. I looked to Logan. He was staring at me with awe. I smiled softly and approached him. Walter was the only one not present, he was getting the crown. Logan wore a smaller one showing his status as elder prince but it was going to be removed and replaced with his father's.
Logan was dressed to the best. Black knee high boots, purple pants with a pink stripe on the side, black belt with a gold buckle. A long sleeved purple shirt covered with silver armor chest plate with tasseled shoulder pads, a golden medal sun on his left breast and a red sash covering his right. He wore black gloves lined with gold. His sword was at his side in it's sheath. A black, gold lined short cape that stopped at his mid back was on his back. His face was shaved clean except for the goatee on his chin. His dark hair was combed back as usual. He looked extremely dashing. While I was examining him, he was doing the same to me.
"You look magnificent, Katherine." he complimented softly. I smiled.
"Absolutely gorgeous!" Hero added. I chuckled, it seemed he still had a crush on me, but Elise had her eyes on him and I had my eyes on Logan. Not that I'd ever say.
"Thank you, you look very handsome and regal, Logan. I see my design looks extremely well on you and your figure." I said with a wink. He blushed softly and smiled. When he smiled I saw the bags under his eyes. He must have been up all night. Walter then burst into the room interrupting our moment. Behind him was Jasper holding the purple pillow that held the crown. Logan's smile disappeared at the sight of it.
"Sorry we're late, Jasper here wouldn't stop polishing the crown."
"Well forgive me for wanting it to look as best as possible." he snapped.
"Enough! Let's just get this over with." Logan commanded. Hero walked to Logan's side as I stood to Hero's right while Jasper would wait inside. Hero and Logan chose Walter and I to be out on the balcony with them. Walter would put the crown on Logan so he stood to the left of Logan, taking the pillow from Jasper gently. Jasper put his hands on the doors handles.
"Ready your highness?" he asked gently. Logan took a deep breath in before nodding once. The doors opened, the sun shone brightly in our eyes, and the cheers were almost deafening.
Sparrow would have been proud. Hero removed the prince's crown and held it while Walter replaced it with the King's crown. I curtsied low to Albion's new king. The rest of the people followed. Bowing, curtsying, and even kneeling. Logan's speech was great, giving the people hope by passing an act to abolish all trolls, to render them extinct and no longer a threat.
Logan did not want a ball planned nor had for his coronation. He instead put the funds into the army and protection of the people which everyone was glad for.
I found him still in the war room that night, looking at the map, after I had sung Hero to sleep.
"You should be sleeping, my king." I said. He looked up at me, coming out of his thoughts.
"Please Katherine, continue to call me Logan. No need for formalities." he requested. I gave a slow tilted nod as I closed the door behind me. Now that Logan was king the guards outside the door had almost tripled. Going from one to four.
"I'm so proud of you Logan. You did so well today." I complimented smiling. He didn't return the smile causing mine to fade. I tilted my head in concern. He let out a heavy sigh and shook his head.
"I don't know if I can do this. Keep up the treasury, protection, fight off starvation and poverty." he listed. I walked over to his side. He was looking at the map, taking in every detail of Albion. I took one of his hands in mine and removed the glove. I entwined my hands in his, just like what we used to do in the garden, it helped us, telling us we were not alone. We had each other. I felt his pulse racing through his hand. Worry was clear in his eyes.
"Such a large burden for a young king." I commented. "You are not alone Logan. You have all of Albion at your side, as well as Walter, Hero, Jasper,"
"You." he finished. I chuckled and nodded.
"Would you like a song?" I asked. He looked to me in surprise. I smiled and informed him of the mastering my powers. He nodded eagerly.
"As you go through life you'll see
There is so much that we
Don't understand
And the only thing we know
Is things don't always go
The way we planned." I circled the map releasing his hand. He followed closely while I continued and gesture to the map.
"But you'll see everyday
That will never turn away
When it seems all your dreams come undone
We will stand by your side
Filled with hope and filled with pride
We are more than we are
We are Albion!
Even those who are gone
Are with us as we go on
Your journey has only begun." I put my hand to his cheek and he leaned into my hand.
"Tears of pain, tears of joy
One thing nothing can destroy," I then grasped the map table and stood proud.
"Is our pride deep inside
We are one." I turned to him and grasped my hands in his.
"We are one you and I
We are like the earth and sky
One family under the sun
All the wisdom to lead,
All the courage that you need,
You will find when you see
We are Albion!" I finished proudly while holding a hand out above the map.
"All of Albion is yours to command, to protect, to watch over. We stand together, we fall together." I said. He suddenly put his arm around my waist and pulled me into a deep kiss. The kiss was amazing, he was so filled with passion.
"I need you, Katherine. I don't want to admire from afar any longer." he whispered huskily while he kissed along my jaw line and neck. I let out a pleasure filled sigh. He guided me to sit on the map table and he spread my legs but I stopped him before we went further.
"We can't do this Logan. You are king, I'm only a servant, a nobody." I whispered opening my eyes to see his lust filled ones.
"I don't care. I am indeed king and I may have whomever I wish." he growled out before assaulting my neck making me moan his name aloud.
"At least not here." I whispered. He pulled away and caressed my cheek before nodding. He grasped my hand and pulled me into a rushed walk, heading down the halls and up the stairs to his room. The guards sent us curious looks but said nothing, some even had looks of envy. Jeremy smirked knowingly and almost enviously as I put a finger to my lips signaling him to keep this a secret from the other guards when they arrived at the room.
As soon as we got inside his room he slammed the door shut and locked it before pulled me into a lust filled kiss, his hands grabbed my bum and he lifted me so my legs wrapped around his waist causing my shoes to fall off. He grinded his growing arousal into me as he laid me on the edge of his large bed. His kisses trailed to my jaw then my neck. I moaned his name once he got to a certain spot.
"Are you a virgin?" he whispered between kisses.
"I think so?" I replied, my memories still scattered even after all these years.
"I'll start gentle then." he began removing his armor and clothing as quick as he could.
"Slow down, love. I want us to enjoy this." I smirked while sitting up and leaned on my elbow. He shared that smirk. Only his armor, gloves, socks, and boots were removed. He went to remove the crown but I held a hand up.
"Leave it on, show me your pride my king." I spoke in a sultry voice. I saw his pants twitch as he grew harder, forming a tent on his pants. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it slower but I could see he wanted to be naked as soon as possible. I bit my lip as I examined his strong muscled abs, his arms and shoulders rippled with muscles from all the training he's done.
"Like what you see?" his voice was husky and filled with desire and pride. I nodded.
"Oh yes, Logan. Very much." I let out a lust filled sigh as I ran a hand down his front. A line of hair grew on his chest continuing down into his pants. A 'happy trail'. He put my hand in his and kissed my palm than each one of my fingers before guiding it to his belt. I smirked and pushed myself up bringing him into a kiss as I removed his belt. I slipped my hand down the waist band of his pants to wrap my hand around his painfully hard cock. He broke the kiss to throw his head back and growled. I don't know where all my experience was coming from, but I'm not complaining, and neither is he.
I stroked it slowly with one hand before using my other to push down his pants and underwear. He let them fall to the floor leaving him in nothing but the crown. I removed my hand and he whined. I chuckled before standing to guide him to sit. I took a step back before he could grab me.
I untied the back of my dress and took my time removing it, it joined his clothing on the floor. He began to slowly stroke himself as he examined my hourglass figure. Thanks to training and exercise I kept my figure attractive. I was in nothing but a brassiere, my weapons, and my thigh highs. I only wore underwear when I was in pants or a short skirt. He let out a growl when he noticed. I lifted the bra over my head freeing my breasts. I took off my weapons and their holsters and placed them on the bed table. I decided to leave on the thigh highs. I ran my hands slowly down my body as I walked back to him.
He put an arm around my waist and pulled me close. His mouth closed around one of my nipples. My breasts seemed to be bigger than his head. His other hand went from his cock to between my legs. I moaned and my knees buckled as he stroked my clitoris using my juices and his pre-cum to slide a finger into me and use his thumb on my nub. He made me lay down in the bed and continued his movements. I felt the pressure build as I arched my back, pushing my breast further onto his face. I grinded my hips against his hand.
"Oh Logan! Yes! Almost there!" I cried out, but he stopped just before I went over the edge. I whined making him chuckle. He went to the bed table and opened the small drawer. He pulled out a condom. Ripping the package open he then slipped it onto his pulsing dick. His head was turning purple from waiting so long. He grabbed a pillow from beside my head and lifted my hips.
"This will help our position, I'll go in deeper and I'll hit a certain spot that will feel amazing to you." he informed me as he set my pelvic area down on the pillow.
"How do you know so much? Practice on a maid?" I teased smirking. He glared.
"Books, my love, books." he replied before putting himself between my legs. He hugged my waist close and used his hand to position himself at my entrance.
"I'll be quick, just in case." he said, he seemed out of breath. With one thrust he was in. I gasped and threw my head back then moaned. He was so big and made me feel so full!
"You're not a virgin, but you're tight." he moaned out the last part. He seemed disappointed.
"Sorry love."
"It's alright, how could a beautiful, amazing woman like you be a virgin." he began moving slowly. I pulled him into a deep kiss and wrapped a leg around his waist as I met his slow, soft thrusts.
"Don't hold back then." I whispered hotly into his ear before licking it and nibbling on his neck. He growled, grasped my hips, and didn't hesitate to pound into me. Hard and fast. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I arched my back, my breasts were pressed onto his chest. He was hitting just the right spot, my core. I felt his hand go between us, his thumb began to work my clit.
"Oh Logan! My king!" I screamed. I didn't care who heard us.
"That's right! I am your king, I am yours. Just as you are mine." he growled. I practically purred as he picked up the pace. He was close. Waves a pleasure suddenly hit me. Logan kissed me as I screamed in pleasure. I rode the high while he thrust a few more times before he roared out my name over and over. I felt his cock pulse as he emptied himself into the condom while feeling my velvet walls clench around him. He gave one more thrust before pulling out. The condom was completely full. He took it off, tied a knot in it then threw it into the waste basket.
I was still catching my breath. "It has been way too long since I've done that." I panted out. He chuckled and kissed me while caressing my cheek with the back of his hand. This time, it was filled with care and love. When I tried to feel the same I felt...empty. Like a piece of me was missing and he wasn't the right piece. But I kissed back none the less. He pulled the covers over us and pulled me close. I removed the pillow from under me and hit him with it softly. He just chuckled and nuzzled into my neck falling asleep with a sigh. I smiled softly before closing my eyes and I went to sleep hugging him, satisfied and happy.
A few weeks later and plenty of our love sessions, Logan was leaving to Aurora with a small army to scout the land. He was hoping to find allies or even resources there even though it was rumored to be a dead land. We were at the docks of Bowerstone Industrial, sailors loading up a ship invented and made by Faraday Industries. Soldiers were already on board so it was only Logan and I saying our goodbyes.
"Be safe. And return home safe, I'll have a surprise waiting for you." I whispered in his ear as I hugged him close. I nibbled on his ear lobe softly and quickly before pulling away. He groaned and closed his eyes as he concentrated on not getting aroused. We couldn't kiss for we or rather I decided to keep our relationship a secret. I didn't want people to think badly of Logan for being with a commoner like me. I may be the Hero of Song but I was still a commoner none the less, only Walter, Jasper, Logan, and Hero knew I was the Hero of Song.
"I will, take care of Hero, make sure he continues his training and doesn't get into trouble with that Elise girl." he said. It was early morning so Hero was still in bed at the castle. I chuckled and nodded. He smiled gently before getting onto the boat. I remained at the docks as I watched him sail away into the sunrise until he was out of sight. Only one other ship was at the docks by the under-construction Faraday factories. A rather old looking but well kept ship by the name of Reaver. The crew on it was just waking up. I looked back to the horizon and watched the rest of the sunrise.
The wind blew my emerald and silver embroidered dress softly. The sleeves were off the shoulder but I wore a silver cloak to protect me from the cold of autumn, it rested gently on my shoulders while the rest was rustling in the wind as well. The dress ended just past my knees. It had sweet heart neckline allowing some cleavage. I wore nude thigh highs giving me the appearance of smooth legs. I wore two inch black heels and emerald silver lined gloves that ended at my upper arms. My necklace with the Hero's guild symbol was tucked in my cleavage. I wore black eye liner, clear lip gloss, and my lashes were brushed with black. I felt eyes on me and looked around the docks of Bowerstone, my emerald eyes soon met chocolate brown. They belonged to a handsome man standing leaning on the ship railing of the Reaver. Once he saw my face he stopped smirking and gave me a look of extreme surprise.