She noticed the growing strain on his crotch before he could say anything. A playful grin crossed her face and she pushed at his shoulders, forcing him back some. "Ashen, one..." She purred, her hips rolling as the gown came off once more. Her flesh was dark at this angle, her body blocking the light so only the outline of her shape was glowing.
Round breasts with pink tips bounced when she straddled him, her hands pushed under his faulds to get them off.
He helped as best he could but she continuously pushed his hands away, playfully. "No, Ashen one, this is my duty."
It took no time for his rod to touch air. The thick member stood proud with its package below, heavy and full. A vine-like vein roped up the side and touched the thick glans below and the fire keeper admired it for a moment, despite her lack of vision.
Her thumb slowly brushed against the shaft and found its way to the head where she flattened out against the very tip and pulled down into a stroke, the ball of her hand striking his balls lightly.
He grunted and she giggled, picking up the pace, leaning in some. "You have been this way for a while, haven't you?" She asked.
He nodded, weakly. The pleasure spiraling through his groin and spine was far too much for him to give a focused answer, he was having a hard time staying up right.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" She asked, giving a fake pout. "I could have fixed this at any time, Ashen one."
With that she pushed her hand down to his balls and gave them a good squeeze before scooting up. Her flesh bounced when his armor rattled and she positioned her hot wound over his dripping head. The pre spread down the shaft as her lips swallowed it, palms flat against his breastplate. She grunted, weakly, when he based. "Chosen one." She whimpered, lifting her hips and then starting down on him again.
His hands came up to her hips, gloves and all, and explored the soft curves there. He followed the tight angles of her body up to her back, fingertips caressing the smooth steppes of her muscles and spine with each thrust. Below her hips churned and her tongue hung loosely from her mouth as she pleasured herself with his tool.
Still he gave her more.
A hand strayed to her throat, carefully gripping and brushing a thumb somewhat tightly. Her pants got louder with this, hips going quickly. The slapping and suckling sound of their sex permeating the room.
His other hand was nestled in the light hair above her slit, thumb pressed hard into the clit, flicking and twisting with care.
The moment he made contact with the sensitive bud her mouth opened wide and audible moans and screams fell out, over her tongue.
She felt drool pool in the corner of her lips and roll down her chin as she tightened her hands into coils, thighs burning with the movement of her thrusts. "Ah-ah-Ashen one!" She barked, begging for him to finish. She wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to go.
Then it hit her, a thick and powerful surge through her lower body that stopped at her nose in something she could only describe as a spark.
Her voice came seconds later, roaring and seizing in pleasure, but thankfully the Ashen one was paying attention. His grip landed on her ass and he pulled down on her, popping up into her cunt over and over with heavy balls slapping in delay.
She screamed through the orgasm, gripping his shoulders and digging in with her fingertips as much as she could manage. Then the panting came as she recovered, her now swollen and soaked sex sloppily dripping as his cock vanished into the folds once more.
"Cum in me." She said, nervously. "I think it will be ok." She stated.
The Ashen one shook a bit, he had never been given the pleasure and even though it was risky, it was definitely something he'd always wanted to do.
He felt that pressure growing anyway, no use wasting it.
He pushed his helmed head between her hefty breasts and let her wrap her arms around his shoulders as he started hard, measured thrusts. His balls bounced up in heavy strides and he grunted over and over until he was almost there. Then with a loud roar he based her, balls to her rear.
They tightened and spilled, hot cum filling her cavity to the brim, some of the seed leaking out around the lips and dripping down the balls onto the ground.
He huffed and she giggled, kissing his helmet and running her fingers along his armor. "Ashen one.. link the fire." She muttered, pulling off of him slowly, whimpering.
Cum fell out of her slit and onto the ground and she wiped off with her gowns, leaving thick stains across the front as he donned it once more.
He sat down and tried to focus again.
This time when the fire faded he was on the High Wall.
At the end of several days of fighting, bloody and wounded he sat down at the bonfire once more. He thought of Firelink and within seconds was whisked away, his wounds stitched by the healing flames of the bonfire.
"Welcome back Ashen one." The fire keeper said.
He felt his body heat up with those words, he wondered.
He made his way over to her and gripped her hips, pushing up his helm and pressing his lips to hers.
She put a hand on his chest but didn't push away. Rather she melted into the kiss, tongue fighting his. Soft sounds of passion shared between them. This time he'd have her rear and as many times as he'd like.