This was part of the original first chapter. I broke it up to be less confusing! Fiona has Sven now, right where he wants her. And introducing the next pair of characters: Li Fong the Embermage and Jann the Outlander!


Chapter 2: Partnering Sven

Partnering with Sven had been a good idea. After a couple days he realized she wasn't bothered by the bandits and found a deserted cave they could use.

"This'll do for the night. I dunno about you but I could use a break." Sven gave a greatly exaggerated yawn and stretch.

"Guardians, yes. If it's deep enough, we can even have a fire!" Fiona agreed promptly.

They gathered a few armloads of wood and climbed down through the cave into a nice little room, deep in sand. If it was spring, this would be dangerous. Water from the mountains above flowed through. As it was, a little trickle of water led off downwards into a chilly, deep pool in the next cave below them.

"Clean off first?" Sven suggested as they finished eating actual cooked trail ration for once.

"Yeah. I'll guard you and you can guard me!" Fiona wasn't going to be stupid, horny as she felt.

His face fell. Sven loved nothing more than to fuck in a bath.

"Idiot. It's going to be cold as a frost binder's ass!" Fiona shook a finger at him.

"Ah. True. Damn." Sven grumbled but let her watch him strip and bathe. He wasn't anything to sneer at, a huge man, far broader in the shoulders than even Ahmed, a mighty cock even when resting.

Fiona forced herself to stay alert, grumbling about still comparing her old friend to the damned assassin. She liked Sven. Even hairy as he was, dorky like all her Engineer friends, a big happy guy with a giant wrench on his shoulder.

Just…not dark and dangerous. Not trying to get into her head while he fucked her. Knowing her secret desires.

"You were right!" Sven leaped out of the water shivering. "Your turn!"

She bathed quickly in the frigid water, all too aware of the way Sven watched her. Her nipples were hard from cold, but also desire. Even in the cold water, her sex throbbed for touch.

He held up a cloak for her as she climbed out. "Dry off!"

"What, you don't want cold clammy flesh pressed all over you?" Fiona giggled and let him dry her through the cloak.

"Actually, no. My balls may descend again…in about a week!" He joked. She could feel his heat right through the soft wool.

"Really? Damn. I'll go out and waggle my ass. Maybe a frostbinder will be in the moo…" Fiona joked until he took her lips with a growl.

Sven forced his tongue into her mouth as he always did, questing for her taste, holding her tight. He pulled back after a moment. "Ahh…shit. You okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Stop thinking!" Fiona slugged his massive arm. "If you keep worrying that I've become delicate all of the sudden, I am going to hurt you!"

"That's my Fiona." Sven picked her up suddenly and carried her off in his arms up to the warmer cave with its nice deep sand bed.

"Fuck me, Sven. Make the last week go away!" Fiona demanded, kissing him back as he lay her into their combined bedrolls.

He did know her body, at the very least. She moaned as he curled his fingers inside her. He'd never understand if she asked to be tied up. Fiona let him bring her to her pleasure with expert Engineer care and then returned the favor, swallowing his cock right down her throat in a way she'd learned at school on a bet.

Sven groaned and growled, holding her hair lightly as she sucked on his cock. She didn't complain when he began to thrust his hips upward. She took it, wishing a darker hand held her still, forcing her. No point in fighting it in her own head. She'd liked the sex in the slaver camp. She missed Ahmed. She hadn't seen his body in the heap, though the other assassin had died, taking three Vanquishers with him.

"Oh Guardian!" Sven shuddered and filled her throat with his pleasure.

Fiona swallowed it and lay along his body, rubbing against him, enjoying the touch of his skin. He might not tie her up, but he was warm and would fuck her hard.

"Forgotten you could do that. You're never going to get rid of me, Fiona." Sven gasped after a bit.

"Didn't want to, you big lunk." Fiona snuggled down on his chest and kissed him. Maybe she could convince him to tie her up someday. In a month or so, he wouldn't think about what had happened to her so much.

"Aw." His face flushed. "Now, miss Engineer, what is your next problem for me to solve?" He grasped both of her buttocks with his huge hands.

Damn that felt good. Big hands squeezing the flesh, holding her tight. Fiona wriggled into that feeling and moaned. "Insertion of a piston into a cylinder, idiot!"

He chuckled at the ancient joke and rubbed her over his awakening 'piston'. He was so strong. He could easily hold her up or even just move her. Fiona ground her sex against his cock. So good. She guided him inside and sat up on his lap.

"Oh! Well then." Sven braced himself. "Gonna ride the piston, girl?"

Fiona grinned. "Well, I was hoping for some lever arm action, honestly."

He grinned back and grasped her hips. "Can do."

Fiona bucked upward and let him bring her down with a thump. He hit her so deep like that it almost hurt. Mmm. Yes. She fucked him with a will, letting him hold her too tight in his own pleasure. She'd bitched about bruises in the past, but this time it was so good. She found herself bracing on his forearms, letting him fuck her. Every slam, every squeeze was so good. Maybe it would take the dark pleasure of the Assassin away.

Even as he began to thrust under her, holding her tightly, painfully, Fiona knew better. She closed her eyes and imagined his hands as steel bands holding her down and felt her whole body clench in pleasure.

Sven was too disciplined to come with her. He kept pounding, growling as she squeezed him tight. "Not…done…yet!"

"Get on top!" Fiona rocked to one side.

Sven continued the roll and pinned her to the bedroll with his hips. "If you insist."

"I do!" Fiona clamped her legs around him. He felt so good inside her. If only she could be content with good hard Engineer sexings.

He clutched her shoulders and bore down on her, intent on his own pleasure. For long moments she felt constrained. Bound, even

Fiona gasped as her pleasure peaked again at that thought. Pinned, fucked hard…her mind exploded, but it was Ahmed doing it. Ahmed holding her down with that strength. Ahmed's cock banging her inmost core.

Sven gave in then, coming inside her with a growl.

They slept deeply, relying on their power pack wards to keep them safe.

Fiona woke first. She stumbled up to take a look outside. Not quite dawn. There were enough coals to make coffee, at least. They could start their day like proper Engineers. Coffee and cold trail rations.

Something stirred next to her. Fiona tried to jump, but found a hand over her mouth. Dark cloak…daggers and a gun. Ahmed?

"You do well, little Imperial." Ahmed hissed in her ear.

Fiona didn't struggle much. She hadn't bothered to dress for her quick check of the weather. He had her naked again.

"Is he a good man, this Engineer you stink of?" Ahmed demanded in a whisper.

Fiona nodded, unable to answer with his hand clamped firmly over her lips.

"Does he fuck you like I would?" Ahmed ground her into the cave wall with his hips.

Fiona shook her head, putting her hands up on his shoulders carefully.

"I will not begrudge him your body. I cannot stay. You would not follow me by daylight." Ahmed kissed her, keeping her quiet as his hands fumbled at his robes.

Fiona felt a surge of heat in her sex. He couldn't just fuck her up against a wall! What if Sven woke?

"I can hear his snores." Ahmed whispered, his face split in an amused grin. "As I heard your pleasure last night, girl."

He'd been listening? Fiona's knees nearly buckled.

"Were you dreaming of me as he fucked you with that Imperial cock?" Ahmed growled into her ear.

Fiona nodded, hot all over. She didn't resist when he lifted one of her legs up and pushed inside her.

"My cock is not Imperial. " Ahmed thrust home, bruising her against the rough stone wall of the cave.

Fiona felt it coming already. She bit down on his robes to keep from screaming in pleasure.

Ahmed's smile was very white in the darkness, but he kept utterly silent as he fucked her. He lifted her other leg up and held her there with an iron grasp, her back against the stones and her legs supported by him.

Helpless, in the air, it was nearly everything she'd imagined last night. Fiona's body tensed in orgasm, she gasped her pleasure into his rough robes.

He followed her swiftly, mouth clenched tight, just a bare whine of pleasure betraying him.

They panted together for long moments.

Ahmed let her down slowly and carefully. He turned her and tched at something. Dark magic coursed through her body and the stings and bruises on her back faded. "Go back to your Imperial, girl. He is a better man than I." He let go and disappeared.

Damn. She'd had all kinds of questions for him. Fiona grumbled, relieved herself and went back down to find Sven.

The day was full of fighting. Fire, explosions, even poison gas from the undead goblins in their mine. They found a secret room full of treasure and took a break for a bit.

"So, who was up at the cave entrance, Fiona?" Sven asked casually while he tinkered with his power pack.

"Er…what?" Fiona gasped. Shit. He had been asleep!

"You went up to the entrance and came back smelling like sex. Happier than I've seen you in weeks." Sven went on, not looking up. "Who is he?"

He'd know if she lied. She'd known Sven since she was a teenager and he the handsome young instructor at the Imperial Engineering school. "An assassin. His name is Ahmed."

"Why, Fiona?" Sven finally looked up, his blue eyes puzzled and his face frowning in worry. "He raped you! We can send you home, get you some mind healing if you need it."

"No. He…I just…" She couldn't go on.

"It's okay. I'm not accusing you of anything, Fiona. I just gotta know." Sven reached out and squeezed her shoulder.

Fiona leaned her cheek on his huge, warm hand and felt tears coming from her eyes. "He did things nobody ever has. Tied me up and fucked me, let another man come and do the same. Then he came back and unchained me so I wouldn't die in the fire. I'm…I want him. I dream about him."

Sven puffed out a huge breath, thinking and chewing his lips. "Well. That's rough. Is he trying to subvert you?"

"No. He just missed me, I think. He told me to come back to you, that you're a better man than him." Fiona hadn't really had time to think the morning through until then.

"Course I am." Sven poked at his power pack a little longer, finally closing the case and turning it back on. "Well, if all he wants is sex, I guess we can deal with that. I'm not going to be some jealous asshat."

Fiona slumped, relieved beyond belief. "You're not going to tell on me?"

"Have I ever, brat?" Sven straightened up indignantly.

"No." Fiona smiled up at him. She should have known.

"However, I want to know what he did, so I can service your engines properly. Can't be letting a damn assassin do better than an Engineer!" Sven slung his backpack on, smirking.

"Ah…sure." Fiona gasped and wanted it right then and there. "Back at the Enclave, maybe."

"Yeah. Definitely gotta do a little fabricating." Sven stroked his mustache, glaring under his eyebrows at her.

Ooh. She had just become an engineering problem. Fiona squirmed happily in her armor. This might be fun.

They found the Watchweald Ember on the body of King Pogg. The damn little mage showed up just as they finished, her body blackened from explosions. "Ah! You succeeded this time!"

"You should get yourself a partner, Li Fong." Fiona squeezed Sven around his massive shoulders.

"Perhaps I shall." The diminutive Imperial mage frowned. "That idiot Outlander Jann has been asking."

"Someone say my name?" The outlander staggered into sight, leaning on his huge pet dog's back.

"I thought I heard you following me." Li Fong gathered her ragged robes together like a Queen in distaste.

"Heh. They both beat us, your ladyship." Jann pulled a healing potion from his belt and quaffed it like a beer.

"Indeed. Perhaps we should combine forces?" Li Fong suggested, her whole body clenched tight in anger.

Jann blinked. "Uh. Okay. Let's go back to the Enclave and consider."

"See you there!" Sven gave Fiona a push into the portal.

Fiona still had the giggles when they got back to the Enclave for some deserved rest.

"Stop! You're going to shock the Estherians! Humor is unevolved!" Sven smacked her resoundingly on the ass.

Fiona jumped and squealed. The nearest Estherians rolled their eyes and turned away. "Oh, and that isn't?"

Sven chuckled and put his arm around her. "We got some tinkering to do, Fiona."


"Oh…my." Fiona admired the wrist bands warily. Sven had spent hours at this. He'd produced a pair of gold wrist bands that glowed with a tiny bit of ember power all on their own. "What do they do?"

"You'll see. Can't take the time with chains and stuff. Fun, maybe, but I'm an impatient kind of guy." Sven took her wrist and clamped one on. "They're protective, normally. You can wear them under your gauntlets and no one will think they're anything but extra wrist guards.

"But…?" Fiona gave him her other wrist. When he closed the other wrist band, she felt the surge of ember power go through her for a moment.

"When I press the ember chips, they activate." He pushed her against the wall of his chamber and spread her arms widely. The wrist cuffs surged in power. When Sven let go, she couldn't move her arms.

"And I can also position your legs, like so." Sven said and demonstrated.

She could feel bands on her legs. Just barely see the glow of power that held her captive. He'd been asking her about Ahmed the whole evening. Slowly teasing every detail out of her as he built the wrist bands. Fiona eyed him cautiously.

"I like that worried look." Sven stroked her with both hands, squeezing her breasts and taking time to touch all of her, even reaching down and teasing her sex. "Damn. Never thought I'd meet a woman that wanted this."

"You like it?" Fiona asked.

Sven nodded. "Found this old nasty book once when I was a young guy. All the dirty bad things they do in the East. Never stopped thinking about it. About tying women up. Whipping them. Using things in them."

She remembered abruptly the wrench he'd used on her that one time. "I liked the wrench. Didn't you think to do more?"

"I was your teacher, older, I felt damned guilty for taking advantage of you." Sven flushed.

"I don't care about that, as I've told you a billion times." Fiona growled. He was twenty years older, but with the anti-aging magic the Imperium used, he looked maybe thirty.

"Yeah. Now I'm going to punish you for at least a bit of that!" Sven opened a pack she'd never noticed before and pulled out a whip and what looked like a cock…that glowed with Ember power.

"What's that?" Fiona squeaked, struggling uselessly.

"Never seen these? I didn't even make this. They sell these in the capitol. " He activated it and the thing vibrated. "They call them the Ember rabbit…they never stop!"

And it did not. He held it against her sex and the vibrations brought her wild pleasure. When he pushed it into her, she climaxed violently, the more so for being held back from movement.

"Oh, Guardian. So hot." Sven finally stripped. "I'll beat you later."

She writhed as he repositioned her slightly on the wall so he could fuck her comfortably standing up. Sven thrust and her pleasure spiraled up again. She lost herself in the helplessness and the hot feeling of him inside her. Even his fingers pinching her nipples hard was part of it.

She came back to herself slumped on his bed, freed but so limp feeling.

Sven piled himself next to her. "Now, tell me. Did you think of the damned assassin?"

Fiona felt almost a pang. "No. That was awesome."

"Good, because those bands don't come off." Sven stroked her possessively. "I got the woman I need, finally. Never letting you go."

She gasped and leaned on him. "Don't. Not ever." He'd taken Ahmed from her thoughts. She could be at peace.


TBC