Hey, everyone. It's been a couple of months since my last Heroes lemon, in between then and now I've had a lot of other things to do, including stories to write. In that vacuum, Heroes released some rather unexpected characters, one of whom will be the leading lady of this lemon. Yep, Brigid's ancestor, Ullr! Talk about unexpected, my last one featured Brigid and here I am doing her ancestor, who practically no one was expecting to see. Regardless, I figured why not give it a go. She'll be my second Mythic Hero after Altina. I hope you all enjoy!
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Master Range
"Ah, so you are an archer as well?"
Kiran had heard that remark more times than he could count, a bit of a surprise for him. "Um, sorta. The term gunman or sharpshooter would be more accurate." It'd happened so many times that he'd learned to give a proper response; said response still sometimes left him baffled. Matter of fact, the response that he'd learned to give at times left him baffled. Gunman? Him? Sharpshooter? Him? A part of him knew the proper response should have been, "No, I'm an engineer," but over time, in times like this, that answer was secondary. He fought with guns, he used magic bullets and pinpoint aiming to defeat foes that stood before him. He was a gunman.
And the woman in front of him was an archer, one torn literally straight out of legend. Not a legend of his world, though she ironically shared a name with one such legend. Kiran had gotten used to such funny coincidences.
"Gun…man." Ullr repeated, her caramel orange eyes blinking as she struggled to understand the concept. To help her, he summoned and held up Breidablik giving her an easier time to visualize and understand what a gun is. "Ah, yes, the item that summoned me."
"Ordinary guns don't do that." Kiran said.
Feeling her fingers crawling across Breidablik, he outright handed it to her. He'd done it before, let others examine the strange artifact to their heart's content. He could fully understand the awe that people felt in beholding and touching it. Kiran himself sometimes stared in slack-jawed awe at the impossibly powerful device that had chosen him as its wielder. Time after time, he questioned how in the hell that had happened. Him, of all people?
Watching Ullr look it over, he further questioned the journey he'd taken to becoming a gunman.
It had been a bizarre journey filled with fearing for his life, pain, horror, awe, more pain, more horror, questioning of his sanity or what remained of it, and many, many, many hours of combat practice. The last one had involved a combination of all of the previously listed. No doubt the end results had been worth it, but by God, had it been a terrifying journey.
"Strange, very strange." Called the blonde hero. "I have never seen anything like this is my time."
"Like I said, their weapons that are styled after the guns of my world, crazy as that is." He replied.
She looked to him with her honey-colored eyes. "Hm, perhaps it is not so outlandish, Summoner. These weapons are able to open holes in dimensional space, correct? Is that now how you summoned me and the rest of the heroes, including my descendants?"
"Well, yeah."
"Perhaps the creators of this strange tool used magic to peer into your world, and saw the weapons of your modern era. You say that…guns have been the standard weaponry of your world for what, several centuries?"
"Almost five-hundred years. Once they became mainstream, all other forms of weaponry became totally obsolete." The black-haired teen clarified. It was a little history lesson he'd gotten used to giving as many of the heroes were curious as to what his world was like. Some also wanted clarification as to why he kept on calling it "modern"; Kiran only then realized how his explanations could have came off as slightly offensive. He was hoping that Ullr didn't take it that way.
"Five centuries…hmm, time is a fickle thing, is it not?" The Crusader declared handing him back the Briedablik. She looked away from Kiran to outside the window, where the darkened sky of Niðavellir. Based on the look on her face, Kiran had a sneaking feeling she was going to be heading out on a scouting mission. He didn't think he'd try to stop her. "Tell me, Kiran, what was it like for you, realizing that you'd been pulled from your present day into a world that more closely resembled your world's past?"
His eyebrows rose in surprise, the softened as he leaned back in his chair. "Honestly, I was scared…and…frankly a little angry."
Ullr cocked her head to the side, clearly motioning for him to continue.
Taking a deep breath, he placed the gold and white-colored gun on the table between them. Hooked up to a scanner was his second Briedablik, the one that he'd made from the prototype remains of another one. The original tended to remain in better condition while the second one he had to do constant upkeep on. He actually liked doing so as in working on the second one, he felt himself come closer to understanding the first one. It was to it he looked as he began to respond to the Legendary Hero's question.
"I felt angry because…I'm not the kind of guy who dwells on the past, I try not to be. I'm a mechanic, I was going to school to be a mechanical engineer. Working on things like boat and car engines, power generators, power lines, those were the things that I was studying how to do."
"Yet when you were pulled to Askr, no, to Zenith, you found they had neither." The blonde correctly deduced, her voice not giving away a hint of emotion.
"No, at least…not in the capacity that I was used to." The former college student affirmed. "I had a full-blown panic attack when I realized that I'd basically been hurled into a J.R. Tolkien fantasy world, now more than ever since we're talking-" His words grounded to a halt as he caught the confused look on the blonde heroine's face. Kiran couldn't help but laugh. Ullr took his laughter in stride, her own lips forming into a tiny smirk. "S-S-S-Sorry about that. B-Basically a writer who's credited with creating the modern fantasy story: mystical races like elves and dwarves, warriors, epic quests featuring said warriors, and dragons."
"Ah, I see. What you call fantasy, I call reality." Ullr mused with amusement in her voice.
"Yeah, I've gotten that response before." He laughed. "Um, I'm not saying this to be rude, but…you…well, when you say it's reality, your reality, it hits on an especially different level."
She nodded in seeming understanding. Crossing her legs and leaning back into the couch, she looked so…different from what her general appearance would portray. The layers of scrapped together clothing, the necklaces and tribal-looking ribbons, they all screamed of a wild woman who would have been more at home in the forest. By Ullr's own admission, the forest was her true home.
It made the realm of Niðavellir quite hard to get used to. On the other hand, it was practically paradise for Kiran.
"You speak if fantasies, myths and legends…yet I am that, even to my own world." It was her turn to lean her head back, a wistful look overcome her face. Like other mythic heroes, Ullr was vastly aware that even by the rules of the…er, Fire…Emblem…multiverse, she was old, that hundreds, potentially thousands of years had passed. Hell, being summoned to Askr had allowed her to meet her own descendants. "Personally, I don't see myself or the other Crusaders as legends, we were simply a group of people who came together to do what needed to be done to free the land. Much like you and the Order of Heroes, Kiran."
His cheeks flushed red, something that caused Ullr to laugh. Kiran's blush deepened.
"Hahaha! You're such a modest archer, you know that?" She said once she got her laughter under control.
"Archer, huh? Well…I guess you wouldn't exactly be wrong to call me that in a sense." The former college student mused. "You're not the first to outright call me an archer." Looking down at the Briedablik, he chuckled. "Guns can be seen as modern-day bows and arrows when you think about it."
"That is the conclusion that I have come to, Kiran." Ullr declared. The younger warrior was watching her careful, something she took note of and was silently happy about. He wasn't surprised when she smirked at him. "So then, what conclusion have you came to in regards to your era's modern guns versus the bows and arrows that you've come to know?"
To Ullr's quite delight, the young man kept his cool, probably because this wasn't the first time that he'd been asked this question. She wondered if Brigid had asked it as well. "In a match-up, the average bowman would probably lose to a person with a gun, at least if the latter were trained. But," he stressed looking the Judgral Crusader in the eye. "There aren't many 'average' bowmen or women in the Order of Heroes. I'd put my money on all of them being able to take on a trained platoon of modern soldiers. If we're talking super archers like you and Takumi and Claude, then I's no contest."
"Hmmm," she hummed in what was clearly approval. "What do you think of those youngsters? Would you say that they're close to my level?"
He cocked an eyebrow at her, having clearly caught onto her plow. Regardless, he seemed to not mind continuously stroking her ego. "I'd say that they're close to your level."
"Oh, you're willing to vouch for them?"
"I am." Kiran fired back his voice filled with a quiet confidence, as well as his eyes.
Ullr stared into those eyes for what seemed like an eternity before getting up. She looked down at the gunman with a rather serene smile. It was enough to get him to ease up a little. Internally, he was sad as he realized that this likely meant that their conversation was at an end.
"I'll be expecting you at the shooting range tomorrow morning, Kiran." The legendary hero declared. She smirked as the engineer's eyes widened. "What? I've only ever since you practice with others. I believe it's high time that I got my turn with you."
It might have been his imagination, but there was something about the way Ullr said that which made his whole-body tingle with excitement. The tingling continued as she walked around the table and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"That said, don't stay up too late, Kiran. We have a few days of rest, so it's best we don't squander them." The blonde continued staring straight into his eyes. He'd been stunned into silence by the intensity of her honey-yellow eyes. They reminded him of Brigid's, but with more…he guessed force and a little more wisdom behind them.
Also, at times they seemed to twinkle whenever they looked at him, though Kiran wondered if that was just his imagination.
Had it been his imagination when he saw her looked back at him as she stepped through the door leaving him alone.
Sighing, he laid back against the touch, feeling both exhausted and oddly invigorated. "Alright, I've got practice with Ullr in the morning. No problem." That was another unique trait of his new life. He had morning sparring (and studying) with a plethora of interesting figures. They certainly did the job in snapping him awake, and in some cases kept him from actually getting any sleep. He wondered if this was going to be one of those nights.
Ultimately, he decided to get as much sleep as possible, a decision that had somewhat been forced on him by the others, including Alfonse himself. The reason being Niðavllir was the kind of world that he'd always wanted to visit. Their first expedition into the dwarf realm had resulted in him staying up almost three days straight doing nothing but tinkering and examining the country's mechanical marvels.
Tharja threatened to hex him asleep if he didn't take a break.
Chuckling at the memory, he turned off the lights save for the various glows of his machines and scanners and called it a night. It was excitement that went with him as slept, excitement and a slight bit of…desire. He'd seen Ullr in action before, he'd seen the original user of Yewfelle. No matter how many times he saw these heroes of the ancient past in action, he was still left in awe of them. That same awe is what made him nervous that he could even hope to compete with them. Kiran still had those fears, but they were no longer as suffocating as they once were.
He didn't know if he could call himself a master, but he was certainly no novice, and he looked forward to proving that to Ullr.
She remembered hearing something about how Kiran's name meant light in the native tongue of one of his parents. Was it his mother?
Light was good, the light was what she served. Light was the antithesis to darkness, which consumed and suffocated all that it came into contact with.
Ullr thought it fitting that Kiran be named after light, and he'd been the beacon of light in Askr's time of need, and continued to be so. His light was so luminous that it could apparently even subdue the villains of her world and those beyond. Up to a point anyway.
Were it not for Kiran's explanation, the pleading of several others, including her own descendant, she'd have planted an arrow in the forehead of the teenager know as Julius, Loptr's vessel. Loptr's attempted resurrection was something she and the rest of the Crusaders had always feared, but they knew the odds were slim that it would ever happen. Except apparently it had, centuries after their deaths and the vessel for him was one the descendant of one of their own, mixed with their own Holy Blood.
"He is an abomination that will bring utter ruin upon us all! It is a miracle that he hasn't already!"
"I know, and I'm prepared for that! But until that day comes, I'm his warden! Ullr, I know this is suicidally stupid, but this is my contract! I'm going to see it through to the end!"
When that standoff had occurred, she'd seen a light in his eyes, a determination that she grew an immediate respect for, even if she wondered about this young man's mental abilities. Over the next week, she'd…evaluated her thoughts regarding Kiran's mental state. After that, she was pleasantly surprised by his combat abilities.
And now, as they shot down one bullseye after another, she was once more impressed. Deeply impressed.
The light that she'd seen countless times was condensed within the Breidablik and was released through the barrel. She believed they were called bullets. Light bullets. As she'd seen, their power could vary: she'd heard of Kiran unleashed light blasts the size of boulders and condensed "sniper shots" able to clean penetrate armor. Such power was guided by pin-point accuracy that she couldn't help but feel drawn to and find praise-worthy.
Kiran's brown eyes were as focused as hers, though his face wasn't quite as hard as hers. He was still young, though the fires of war had singed him. From that burning had came a remarkably skilled marksman.
Her years upon years of experience had allowed her to evenly divide her attention. Though she kept her focus on the numerous moving targets in front of her, she shot occasional glances at the Summoner. He was a marksman, regardless of what weapon he wielded, he was a true and true marksman.
A master marksman, she'd say.
An arrow flew from Yewfelle and a light bullet fired from Breidablik. They were both aimed at the same target, something that their wielders realized seconds after they fired. The archer and the gunman looked to one another, time slowing to a crawl as they stared at each other.
About five feet separated them, yet in that mutual stare, the distance seemed to shrink. A part of them wanted it to actually shrink.
Still somewhat in control of herself, Ullr smiled at him. The young man's cheeks turned pink as he absorbed her smile.
That moment of confusion gave the opportunity to snipe one of his targets, giving her a leading advantage.
"W-What?! Dammit!" Kiran cursed, breaking out of his temporary stupor. His gaze went back to his front where the rest of the automated targets were moving. Quickly regaining his focus, he got back to shooting them. The sound of Breidablik firing was enough to drown out the snickers from the peanut gallery. OH, he knew that he was going to catch some hell for this! Seriously, how could he fall for a simple trick like that?
Easy, genius, because you've got a crush on her. Hell, what guy could look at her and not get the hots for her? Especially after last night? An inner voice chided him. Kiran hated how he knew it was right.
But still, had Ullr figured out his feelings for her? And had she seriously toyed with them now? She was a Crusader, an archer, not a knight bound by some code of chivalry, so all bets were off in a sense.
He pushed all those questions aside and tried to get back to the shooting practice underway. In spite of that, Kiran couldn't help but let his eyes stray to his left where Ullr stood, still firing off arrows.
She was smiling, and when her eyes flickered to his, she grinned. Kiran only looked at her for all of five seconds, hellbent on not falling for the same trick twice.
Regardless, he was happy that he'd looked to the side and caught her little smile. It made his already fast-beating heart flutter in loving excitement.
"Um, hey, Ullr?" Kiran called.
She was mere seconds away from taking off into the rooftops. The realm of Niðavellir was overwhelmingly urban. Of all the nations of Zenith, they'd harvested the power of machinery the best; for people like Kiran, they'd been something to absolutely delight in. For people like Ullr, it took some…adjusting. For starters, never once in her life had she seen so much steam and exhaust. Not to mention metal. By the dragons that had blessed her and her comrades, if all the metal in the realm were smelted down to make swords and armor, the supply would outweigh the demand, perhaps by a margin of two or even three to one.
Instead of jumping from treetops, she'd learned how to scale buildings, a feat that Kiran had somewhat helped her with by giving her a short lesson in mathematics and physics. Oh, and crafting some spiked soles on her sandals to help her cling to the walls. It'd reaffirmed her belief that he was not just a marksman, but a talented craftsman. That assumption had been furthered again and again, including at this very moment.
"Here, these are…for you. Um, could you…taste them out for me?" He stated handing her the quiver of arrows. Her eyes wide, she took the quiver and drew out one of the arrows. "Wooden shafts that have been enchanted by magic, and…ultra-sharp, armor-piercing arrowheads."
"A combination of two opposites." She deduced holding one such arrow up to the bright sky. Sunlight reflected off of the metallic arrowhead, which carried a slight orange glow to it; it reminded her for fire. As for the shaft, she felt it and it was indeed wood, but it felt as hard as metal. Her eyes widened as she realized that the wood, though enchanted, was genuine. "Kiran, did you…"
"Harvest this from the forests in the southwest? Yeah, I did. That's where I was the last two days. Raphael was a big help in me chopping down the wood. Heh, and helping me getting a little bit of exorcise." She laughed with him. "I created these as a way to get past some of the barriers that the enemy uses."
"Such arrows…these are the first batch, correct?" He nodded. "And you're giving them to me for use, Kiran?"
He maintained his composure beneath her gaze. "Yeah, I…chose you because if there's anyone that can give them the test run they need, I decided on you. You're one of the best archers in the order."
"…You chose me over all the others, including my own descendant." Ullr pressed, taking a step closer to him.
Kiran remained firm. "Yeah. I chose you, and I'd be honored if you-"
"I shall, Kiran. With pride." Affirmed the ancient warrior woman. She held Kiran's gaze for a moment longer than she should have. It was partially because she moved to take hold of his hand. He gasped in surprise as she placed his hand atop the quiver, her own covering it. "But in exchange, you must promise me that when next we see each other, you'll be alive and well."
It took him a second to pinpoint the source of her anxiety.
Ullr had what one might have called a complicated history with dragons. She didn't hate them like some members of the Order did, nor did she overtly worship them, she knew that they came in different varieties, much like people. Take away the scales and god-like powers and at their core, they were people. People could be good and bad and she'd had experienced with good and bad dragons. She and her eleven other Crusaders had all been blessed by the Dragon Tribe to stop the murderous reign of the Loptrian Empire. As far as evil dragons went, Loptr was perhaps one of the worst, though he regularly competed with Grima, who Ullr had a similar loathing for. More so since the alchemy-born dragon had actually managed to corrupt multiple timelines and ruin countless lives.
She didn't like the thought of Kiran being in his presence anymore than she did the thought of Julius standing next to him. It didn't matter that he'd been doing this for the better part of almost two years, she still worried about him. Which he found incredibly heartening.
"Consider it a promise kept." He declared, giving her a wink that had her giggling in delight.
Her hold on the quiver tightened, then she took her leave. She had some leaping ability, which was either natural or a result of her Holy Blood, or both.
Kiran remained rooted to the spot where he lay, watching her disappear into the rooftops.
"My, my, here I was expecting a cold-blooded rejection. Color me surprised, and impressed."
Sighing in amusement, he turned around to look into the face of one Hubert von Vestra. His usually unsettling smirk was a tad more amicable.
He knew that Ullr had sensed his present before, and like him, had chose not to say anything. "Sorry to disappoint you, Hubert."
"Hm, I suppose seeing the usage of your arrows will have to make up for it. Still…I'm…impressed. You're more strong-willed than I imagined." The Adrestian teenager declared. "Be sure to bring that strong will to the battlefield."
Removing Breidablik from its holster, Kiran fired open a portal for them to pass through. In less than five minutes, the Order would begin its next attack on the forces of Niðavellir. "I always do, Hubert. Now come on, we've got a war to fight."
"Hehehe, that we do, and a war."
The realm of Niðavellir was a realm of steel and steam. Nearly ever portion of the land lined with metallic pumps and monitors that marked it as a world of technology in contrast to its neighboring lands like Askr and Embla. For the dwarves, it was a point of immense pride for them.
That said, the realm wasn't entirely steel and iron. Greenery still had its place as the dwarves had not completely forgotten the need for nature. Ullr was immensely happy for that, and she was happy that Kiran had decided to share in her joy.
While she jumped through the forest high-tops, he walked along at a leisure place. At first glance, one would have assumed that he would have been out of place in the forest, but he wasn't. He joked to her that his uncle had taught him how to climb trees and that it'd be a useful skill. Apparently, he'd been right. Likewise, just because he enjoyed the cogging of gears and heavy machinery didn't mean that the beauty of nature was lost to him. That was why he was taking the forest journey at a leisure place while the Crusader ran circles around him.
She wasn't roaming around entirely aimlessly. They came to this patch of the forest with a goal in mind-wood gathering. Kiran carried it in a customized bag. Every so often, she'd stop and gaze at the engineering at work, not exactly in his element, but still putting his craftsmanship abilities to good use.
Ullr liked seeing him at work, especially when he was working for her. Somewhat.
When he looked up and saw her, she would smile and Ullr found herself become enraptured by the youthful beauty of the former student. She remembered how he told her how frightened he was when he first was pulled into the war of realms. That had apparently been a long time ago as he looked so…comfortable.
He especially looked so when he sat her down and began more closely examine their haul.
"You know, you're a very strange but unique young man. Both a craftsman and a marksman, the former being amongst the finest I think I've ever seen." Ullr declared with a smirk.
His cheeks flushed red at the compliment. "I try my best. Honestly, I've had to step up my fame a helluva lot since coming to Askr and working with the Order of Heroes." He temporarily stopped to look up at the sky. At first glance, it seemed just like the skies back home, but Kiran knew it wasn't. Looks could always be deceiving. "If you don't adapt, you die. I guess that's the rule that I've had to live by."
"It is the rule of all life, Kiran." Ullr declared. "That said…not all changes must be adapted to. There are some changes we must resist, such as horrendous change."
"The Loptrian Empire." The young man quickly deduced.
She nodded, now lost in reminisce herself. "I was a simple woodland huntress, the descendant of a long line of such people. We were happy in our lives, but then Loptr's forces descended upon the continent. I watched the forests that I grew up in burn, my people, my family…I watched them die by the hands of Loptr and his forces. I knew that I couldn't stand by and let him continue to ravage the world."
"So you pled to Tarkine to give you power, power to stop Loptr."
Ullr looked surprised to learn that he knew the name of the dragon that had blessed her and her family line. Moving past that shock, she nodded. "Yes, he gave me his blood, and with it, Yewfelle." The memory was a happy one as she smiled in triumph at it. "I'm…I'm proud of the fight that we put up against Loptr, a fight that we won."
"And a fight that your descendants took up and won too." Kiran added. His face fell a second later. "Ullr, listen, I'm sorry about this. Forcing you to fight alongside him after everything you went through."
"I am happy that you have apologized for it, Kiran. It shows how deeply you care." The blonde said. Pushing a few strands of her hair aside, she stared at him, causing his heart to quicken in excitement. Ullr's gaze had a certain intensity to it, which was fitting given her reputation and the feats attributed to her. The legendary Crusader reached forward and touched his chest. "As I said…you are a unique and strange young man, one that I'm quite happy to have met." Titling her head, she fluttered her eyes at him, causing his cheeks to burn. "Kiran, are you happy that you met me?"
"O-Of course I'm happy I met you, Ullr!" A minute later and his face crumbled into confusion. "Ullr…are you…have you been…jealous?"
For the first time, the legendary archer looked…embarrassed. "The Order has many archers, some of whom are quite good, and you've known them longer…"
"But none of them are as pretty as you." The former college student spoke out. His heartbeat echoed in his ears as he realized what he'd just said. Ullr's eyes widened as she stared at him; he knew it was too late to take it back, so all he could do was face forward.
The archer's widened eyes narrowed in what looked like intrigue. There was something swirling in her eyes, something that made his heart race.
"Pretty, am I?" Ullr repeated while leaning forward.
His heartbeat again roared in his ears. "B-B-Beautiful. You're the most beautiful woman that I've ever met. The most beautiful woman and one of the strongest."
Lips curving into a smile that was undoubtedly seductive, the Crusader gripped the front of his shirt. She held onto him as she leaned forward, connecting their lips.
Kiran had a hunch that Ullr would be an aggressive kisser. That hunch turned out to be dead-on, she wasted no time forcing her tongue into his mouth, aggressively probing the inside of his mouth. He could feel his knees shaking from her oral exploration. His eyes fluttered open and he ended up looking straight into her caramel orange orbs. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she was enjoying it. Kira felt an immediate temptation to throw in the towel; there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that he was going to beat her, but some residual bout of pride told him to try. So he did try. Moving his arms around her waist, he brought her up against him, and pushed back on her tongue with his.
"Mmmmm." Moaned the ancient archer. Her eyes fell and rose up, a dim light playing in them. She was surprised that he wasn't going to go quietly; Ullr was impressed and happy at that. Though she didn't give up on her advantage, she happily dueled him in a battle of tongues. Kiran's once trembling body suddenly found some fortitude as he stood strong against her.
They maintained the kiss for as long as they could, but they were both still human, thus air was a must. Upon separating, they could see one another panting, growing desire evident in their eyes. They both knew that the kiss that they'd just had wasn't going to be enough.
Eyes locked with each other, they inhaled and exhaled in quick succession. Neither could say a word, only stare as they waited for the inevitable; it was just a question of who made the first move.
Ullr was vastly aware of so many things, yet her focus was entirely on Kiran, again. She felt the increased beating of her heart, the maniac rhythm growing faster and faster. It pulled her forward, just as Kiran pushed his head forward.
To her surprise, the victor was the gunman. Ullr's eyes widened as she felt the teenager's tongue push into her mouth, just like she had done with his. Once it was in, it immediately rampaged about. Now, it was the archer who felt a shiver racing through her, making her weak at the knees; such a thing that hadn't happened to her in years. Ullr quickly recognized the feeling and recuperated it in kind. Her tongue rolled against Kiran's, his own standing firm against her. She felt his hold around her waist tighten; Ullr moaned into the kiss, then openly moaned as she pulled away. Her eyes fluttered at him, making his heart race.
"So…am I right to assume that I am…an adequate kisser?" The archer questioned, politely cocking her head to the side. It was an intentional seduction move that genuinely caught Kiran off-guard. Ullr? Trying to be seductive?
It was working. "You're an amazing kisser, Ullr, just like you're an amazing markswoman."
"Ah, then I hit the bull's eye, right?" She responded while grinding her body against his. Now, it was Kiran who was back to shaking I erotic bliss. Seeing that, Ullr grinned and continuously grinded against him. He was now thoroughly shaking, utterly helpless in her arms, literally. Ullr relished the sense of power that she had over him. "For your part, you hit the mark as well, and here's your reward." Not a second later and her lips were on his; they were right back to where they started, heavily kissing each other, her tongue smashing through his and once again roaming his mouth.
If not for her hold on him, Kiran might have utterly collapsed, yet his arms remained fastened around her waist, holding on tight. Ullr returned the sentiment with wrapping her arms around his neck, their lips melded together more tightly than before. Even when they separated, their tongues remained connected, still lovingly teasing each other. The teasing only served to make them more lustful, that lust exploded when they fully reengaged their kiss, molding their lips together. Their grip on each other's bodies tightened as they grinded against one another. Kiran could feel that his legs were about to give out any second, but a voice in his head told him to try and pull a fast one on the blonde kissing him. Peering through lust-addled eyes, he saw that she was just as enraptured by the kiss as him. He had a chance, all he had to do was take it.
Ullr was enjoying the moment to its fullest, lost in the momentary euphoria; she didn't think it could get any better. She was wrong. "Aaaaahhh!" Cried the blonde in a high-pitched voice. With the kiss broken, she was able to pant and stare at the younger man in her arms. To say that she was shocked was an understatement.
Kiran stared back at her, awaiting her response to his groping of her ass. It was a move that under normal circumstances would have guaranteed him a swift and painful end, and that was if he was lucky. "I-I'm sorry, Ullr, I just-"
"Again." She said in a breathless tone.
Wide-eyed, Kiran obeyed without a moment's hesitation. The archer again moaned in what was undoubtedly ecstasy. Realizing that, Kiran was spurred on, he began groping and massaging Ullr's ass cheeks in earnest, drawing more erotic moans from her. Kiran loved them to the point where he held off on kissing her; he simply basked in the marvel of her red-flushed face.
Damn, how the tables have turned. His inner voice cackled as he felt the legendary archer wreathing in his arms. It seemed that her ass was…sensitive. Her ass wasn't easily visible, and that made her weakness of it all the more…enjoyable. Kiran felt his cock rising within his pants, begging for some attention. His mind was flooded with lewd images of burying it in Ullr's holes, either her vaginal hole or even her anal hole, the latter filled him with such sensual glee he felt a mini-orgasm at the mental picture. Ullr's continued panting and moaning helped the urge, but he fought it back. Kiran eventually silenced, pressing his lips against hers. She was so lost in the rapture that couldn't respond except release several muffled moans. Her ass was being toyed with and her mouth was being dominated, it was a position that neither Ullr nor Kiran ever thought that they would be in. They were happy that they were.
The Crusader felt her legs beginning to lose strength thanks to the sensual assault on her. Ullr's mind whirled with distant memories, lustful trysts and passionate relationships that had led to romantic fulfillment. It'd been so long since she had those things, she knew that hunger was what was driving her. The feeling had been festering in her for a while, and finally, she was able to sate it. Pulling away, she looked into the caramel brown eyes of the man who finally satisfied that hunger. Though he was still young, he had sharp eyes, kind eyes, strong eyes. Ullr had gradually grown attractive to the young Summoner; she was so happy to finally be able to act on that attraction, and have him act on his to hers. In the recesses of her soul, she questioned if he could be attracted to her.
That question was answered by the second, in his loving massaging and groping of her ass, in the way he kissed her with great passion. Eventually, the legendary Crusader managed to regain enough of her senses to respond-by kissing the Summoner back. Their tongues ended up meshing against each other, pushing against each other. Kiran's had the advantage, and he enjoyed it.
Ullr separated from him. She needed air and a second to recompose herself. Thankfully, Kiran gave it to her. They stared into one another's eyes, then laughed. Where things were heading was clear as day for both of them; they were going to keep heading that way.
Slowing down his groping, Kiran began to slowly move her backward. Ullr got the message and allowed him to guide her, trusting him to not let her get hurt. Then again, she still had her instincts and reflexes; just because she was in the midst of the most passionate affair she'd had in ages didn't mean that she'd completely lost her edge. She could still feel the forest around her, a beautiful chorus and setting to their eventual lovemaking.
Upon feeling her back hit a tree, all became clear to Ullr. She looked into Kiran's eyes, silently sending him her innermost thoughts. He received them, and they aligned with his own. Though his focus had been her lips, he hadn't failed to notice her body. She was an athletic but beautiful woman, turning many heads in her time, and in this new modern area. Though physical appearances had never bee high on Ullr's list of priorities, she was glad that so many still found her attractive, that she was able to turn so many male heads. She'd certainly turned Kiran's head; Ullr reached up and moved her fingers through his jet-black strands. He responded in kind by moving his up her golden mane. Their lips met seconds later in a softer kiss. Once it ended, the older woman nodded, giving the former college student the go ahead that he'd bee waiting for.
First, there was her neck, opposed and quickly pelted with kisses from his hunger lips. Kiran moved his hands up to her win necklaces, gently unclipping them. He pulled away and placed them down atop the grass; that area would be where the rest of their clothes would end up going. The pule was added on to by the rest of her jewelry and her arm wrappings, all discarded into that same spot. Kiran paused for a moment and looked at the few puncture wounds and scars she had on her arms.
"Naturally, for an archer, to take away their hands is to truly disarm them. I'm quite proud to say that none succeeded." Her orange eyes drifted to his arms. At first glance, his firearms didn't require much strength to use, not like a bow did, but he still had some muscle on them. Like the rest, he was still put through physical training, some quite grueling physical training at that. Now, her mind raced with thoughts of what lay beyond his white undershirt. She'd caught glimpses of his surprisingly fit physique. Those glimpses drove her to reach out stroke Kiran's chest; Ullr didn't realize that she was panting as she did so. Those pants turned into gasps as she felt a set of hands gently close in around her wrists. Ullr looked up from his chest back to Kiran's face.
She was smitten by his smile. Cheeks blushing, she looked away, feeling somewhat embarrassed at being caught in such a maiden-like trance. Kiran laughed, which made her blush deepen. He'd brought back some layer of self-awareness to her; she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.
Looking back at his cackling face, Ullr decided that it didn't quite matter. Smiling in surrender, she accepted that these moments were natural to being intimate with someone. It'd been so long that she'd forgotten what it felt like. With Kiran, she could get the feeling back.
They moved toward one another in sync, their lips meeting in a gentle and loving kiss. It wouldn't stay that way for long, that they both knew. They were right as the kiss inevitably grew more passionate. Kiran raised his hands from Ullr's wrists to hers, interlocking them. The legendary archer moaned in delight at skin-to-skin feeling. She moaned into his mouth as she felt him gently massage her hand using his thumb. Small ripples of pleasure rolled across her hands, spreading up to her arms. Ullr was only faintly aware of Kiran lifting her arms upward. She chuckled against his lips.
He broke from her hands to run his down her body, stopping at her waist. She responded in kind by gently lowering hers and wrapping them around his neck. They were right back where they started, kissing including. The two of them went at it for a little while longer before fully separating, breathless. Shimmering in both of their eyes was the lustful desire that had been fueled by the events of their little get together. Those feelings had reached something of a breaking point, they were screaming at them, demanding for them to be acted on.
His arms looped around her waist, Kiran pushed her up against the nearby tree. He was careful not to do so too hard. Ullr responded by hiking her leg up, rubbing it against the side of his. The gunman fell upon her lips again, almost hungrily taking to them. She welcomed the oral attention, she reached up and stroked the backside of his head with her right hand. Knowing their positions, feeling his masculine member poking at her, she sensually grinded her body against his. The teen's member twitched within his pants, continuously poking at her loins. Kiran growled against her lips, having quickly caught onto her scheme. Ullr merely grinned at him, daring him to do something about it.
It was a move that she knew would come with sexually repercussions. One way or another, Kiran Campbell rose to meet every challenge before him.
Quickly moving his hands from her waist to her chest, he pulled down the front portion of her dress. Her bountiful breasts bounced from the sudden removal and exposure to air, or almost. They were still covered, protected by white wrappings much like the sarashi used by the women warriors of Hoshido. Ullr had developed her own variant hundreds of years ago. They were a nice match for the rest of her outfit. Orange yes met warm brown, hushed breathes being exchanged.
Seconds later and the breast-covers fell to the grass below.
Ullr breasts lay perfectly exposed before the nineteen-year-old, who predictably gapped at them. In spite of the white-hot embarrassment nipping at her, Ullr puffed her chest out. "So, are they as glorious as you believed them to be?" Her voice was as boastful as it always was, reeking with sexual pride at her feminine factor. It was fully warranted.
"Y-Y-Yeah…t-t-they are. They…seriously are." Kiran couldn't deny that her well-endowed chest had always been an attractive feature. Given Ullr's keen eyesight, he'd taken great pains to make sure that he wasn't caught staring; it'd be the last move that he ever made. He'd also likely die fantasizing about what her breasts looked like beyond all the wrappings, and most importantly, what they felt like. The opportunity for both now lay within his grasp, literally. Kiran's heart continuously pounded in his chest as he reached forward, his fingers twitching as he drew closer and closer to the twin mounds.
"Ahhhhhh…I have so dearly missed the touch of a man." The blonde murmured. Her voice broke Kiran out of his miniature trance. Looking up at her, he saw the amorous smile that the archer gave him. It was the good ahead that made his cock twitch in his pants and made him move on her breasts in earnest. "Mmmmmmmh!" Ullr shot her tongue out immediately, it colliding with Kiran's own. The flickering coupled with the now full-force groping of her breasts had the legendary Crusader shaking in ecstasy. She felt her legs wobbling as moisture began to build up between her legs. It was growing by the second, fueled by the kiss and groping. Ullr broke from the kiss, only dimly depriving her of stimulation. "M-M-More. More, Kiran."
Grinning, he reengaged her lips, and squeezed her breasts. Ullr again moaned, howled, into his mouth. The sound made his cock twitch in his pants. Grinning against her lips, he began a furious all-out assault on the beautiful Crusader. Such a powerful woman, and she was completely putty in his hands, almost literally. It was a an achievement that Kiran would be proud of for the rest of his life, just as he would treasure every second of what was happening for the rest of his life.
Kiran peppered her face with kisses, though he made sure that her lips received their due. Each kiss carried sensual poison that sipped into Ullr down to her core. She was utterly helpless before the enormous barrage of erotic blows. Her legs were growing weaker by the second, her knees shaking as she felt a lover's touch for the first time in centuries. Both of her hands flattened against the tree trunk behind her, it was all that she had to remain upright. Her nails occasionally dug into the wood as Kiran's aggressiveness brought forth throaty moans from her. Those moans were utterly silenced by Kiran's mouth, practically welded onto her own lips.
After what felt like hours of this, Ullr ripped her hands from the tree behind her back to her black-haired lover. Her arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him in close. He'd already been groping her breasts, but now, they were being squished, by his hand and in a way her own. Briefly breaking from her, the gunman leered at her, a grin on his face. Giggling, Ullr leered back, raising her right leg up and again using it to stroke his side. His response to do that was an aggressive palming of her tits. The archer slight separated from him, letting out throaty moans that echoed around them.
She could feel his cock poking at her through his pants. Ullr didn't dare look down at it for she knew she'd give into impulse. His pants would be disposed of and his cock would be hers, the sweet pleasure of the thought had her mind spinning. Such thoughts were typically unlike her, but this wasn't an ordinary moment, it was a special moment being shared with a special someone. That special someone had gone back to sprinkling her face with kisses, but he was gradually moving downward. Ullr's cheeks burned as she quickly realized what he was about to do. Her body heat rose and her breath quickened, she knew what was coming next; her lower lips tingled with excitement.
"Ooooooohhhh…Kiran…oohhh, Kiran…" She hadn't touched herself since being summoned. The urge always seemed so beneath her. In a way, she was glad that she hadn't as it made this moment all the more…authentic. "That's it…have your fill of them. You've…earned the right…to play with them, K-Kiran." Her encouragement sent an electric jolt through him, and he in turn sent a jolt racing through her, starting with her chest. Ullr felt her heart continuously racing, her legs continued to wobble. The back of her head hit the tree, pleasurable moans rising up into the daytime sky. Birds flew from their breaches, some of their feathers cascading down to the ground.
The only thing better than groping Ullr's breasts was kissing and licking them. She asked him to have his way with them, and that's what he did, much to his deep-seated pleasure. His tongue ravaged her right-side nipple while her left was tended to by his hands. Ullr moaned and occasionally screamed in ecstasy; her voice occasionally called his name, begging him for more. Kiran never thought that he'd hear her voice making such sounds, but they were, and he was determined to keep them coming. He gently bit down on her tit, making her throw her head back and scream to the sky. Kiran loved the sound and responded by biting and twisting her nipples even harder. Ullr's next scream was even louder, seemingly echoing throughout the forest. Breaking from her chest, he looked up and grinned at the crimson-stain on her cheeks.
In looking up into her orange-colored eyes, a bold thought occurred to him. He unbent his knees, standing straight up so they were practically eye-level. Kiran went back to kissing her. His right hand moved from her left-side breast, going down lower until he reached her waist. Ullr's eyes widened as she realized what he was going to do. He paused, giving her a chance for them to stop; she used the opportunity to jab her tongue into his mouth. Taking that as her answer, Kiran moved his fingers between her legs and began to stroke them. The archer let loose yet another erotic yet muffled moan, straight into his mouth. Kiran kept up the three-pronged assault: her lips, her breast, and her pussy. The first of the two were open while the last one was still protected by her clothes, specifically her undies. He wouldn't have any difficult in undoing them, but he wanted to take his time, as did she.
"Kiran…Kiran…oh, by the gods…stop it. Stop…teasing me." The archer fervently whispered, sounding out of breath. "I…I want it, I-I-I want you, I want you now! D-D-Do not waste another moment!"
"Understood." He said, giving her one last kiss. In spite of her request, she definitely enjoyed the kiss, drawing it out for as long as they could. They separated with a pop!
Ullr was thankfully that Kiran skipped the slow procedure. He simply reattached his lips to her breast, this time, her left one while his hand rose up to tend to her right tit. Her head spun again as an incredibly powerful gale of raw ecstasy slammed into her. The bow-wielding Crusader threw her head back and howled again. Ullr's hands broke from the tree to wrap around the head of the Summoner. It was a possessive hold that left no illusions about how she was taking Kiran's actions. Plus, there were her repeated whispers to him, pleas for him to suckling and twist her breasts more. It's not like he needed the encouragement, but it certainly helped.
Now more than ever, Ullr felt her legs buckling beneath her. Again, were it not for the tree behind her, she'd have fallen, she, the legendary archer, one of the Twelve Crusaders, would have fallen onto her backside and stayed there. She'd have bee a wiggling, moaning mess of sexual pleasure. Such a state was the lewd dream of many, and it had been a dream realized by one man; now, there were two. There were two men whom she'd let give her this sort of carnal pleasure, and to who she would return the feeling. At the moment though, Ullr was a little too caught up in her ow euphoria to think about that. That was a testament to the carnal skill of the Summoner of Askr.
Ullr was secretly happy that she was the first woman within the Order that Kiran was doing this with…and a part of her toyed with the thought of making her the only woman he did such pleasurable things to.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh…" Cried the progenitor of the dukedom of Yngvi. From her perspective, it'd been decades, maybe a century since she'd basked in carnal pleasure as good as this. "More…aaaaaahhh! That's it, Kiran! Yes, yes...right there. Twist it a little more…ooooohhhh! Harder! Harder!"
Slowly but surely, the Crusader began to slid down, still holding onto her young lover's head, still smothering him in her bosom. He continued to help himself to her mounds, licking and biting and twisting her nipples to his heart's desire. A coating of saliva had been left over both as he alternated between the two nipples, now bright red from the loving attention they'd received. They almost seemed to be crying for more; Kiran was happy to continue to give it to them. Ullr's continued shouts rung in his ears, rolling across the forest around them. A part of him absolutely relished the fact that they were totally alone in this patch of the woods. The legendary archer's moans and cries of bliss were his to hear. He was going to make them even louder.
It felt like the world was drifting in and out of focus for Ullr. Sunlight danced through the trees, yet every time she closed her eyes, she found herself immersed in sweet, erotic darkness. The wind caressed her skin, now naked from the waist up. She took in gulps of it, then expunged it in either quick-paced pants or wide screams. Eyes fluttering open and close, she felt like she was drifting o the wind, sweet sensuality assailing her every pore.
Suddenly, a gust of wind hit her, stronger than the previous ones and leaving her utterly breathless. Popping her eyes open and keeping them open, she looked down and was shocked to see that almost all of her upper body clothing was gone. Ullr was pleasantly surprised, partially at her own breathlessness. Undressing like this was usually saved for bathing. Her clothes joined the rest of the pile. She half-kneeled and half-sat against the tree behind her, clad in her leggings, sandals, and her undies. They had a rather noticeable stain in the middle of them, one that was growing little by little. She watched Kira momentarily glance down at it.
Upon looking back up at her, he smiled. Ullr's cheeks blazed. Holding that smile, he reached up and snuck his fingers through her jet-black panties. "A-A-Ahhh…K-K-Kiran, m-m-must you continue to tease me?" She whispered, feeling his fingers priding her lower lips.
"I can't help it, it's fun being a tease." He coyly answered. "Plus," there was a pause as he dug his fingers deeper into her lower lips. Ullr threw her head back to hold off on shouting; she let out an elongated moa that still spoke volumes about her arousal. "I like seeing you like this, Ullr. Normally, you're so composed and put together, but now…"
"I-I…I still have my moments." The Crusader whispered. "O-O-Or at least, I-I'm entitled to them just like any other human being." Reach up and grabbing his head by the sides, the archer sighed. "Oh, Kiran, please. No more waiting. Have me as you've longed to, and as I've longed for these past several minutes."
He first kissed her, delightfully slathering her mouth with his tongue. Ullr's rose to meet him, though his proved surprisingly elusive. The Summoner was fully aware of how dominant he was being in this situation, and he was certainly enjoying it. It was natural give the vast differences between them; Ullr was finding enjoyment in it herself. In spite of that light dominance, he was still so caring toward her.
Kiran reached out to grab her folded up clothes and motioned for her to use it as a pillow. For that, Ullr leaned forward and gave him another peck on the lips. His cheeks blushed red as did hers. Lying back, she made herself comfortable, and mentally prepared herself for what was inevitably to come. The legendary archer felt her loins growing wetter, Kiran's kisses didn't help, or perhaps they did.
The former college student pulled her undies down, then practically tore apart the rest of her leggings leaving only her sandals, and the those were gone as well. Kira stopped ad basked in the erotic sight of Ullr, the Archer Crusader stark-naked in front of him. The tent in his pants more than spoke for itself. Looking up at him, Ullr smiled and lifted her right leg up, exposing her leaking cunt. Heart pounding within him, he lunged forward, eagerly lapping up the juices and attaching his lips to her pussy. Ullr moaned up to the blue sky, her eyes fluttering shut while sweet euphoria rushed through her. In the midst of that rush, she sent a silently thanked her good fortune to have bee summoned to Askr, to be given a new chance at life, including experiencing its joys.
"Aaaaaaaahhhh…aaaaaahhhh…ooooohhhhhh…y-yesssss…oooohhhh, yeeeesssss…" Slurred the golden-haired woman. She was clearly delirious with ecstasy. The latter continued to grow as the gunman fervently flickered his tongue across her cunt, injecting wave after wave of pleasure into her. "Kiran…Kiran…yesssss, harder. Harder!" Ullr cried, the lest vintages of her self-restraint having fully vanished.
His vision was obscured by flesh ad his nose filled with the smell of honey, sweet, bountiful honey. The taste was addictive to say the least. More cum leaked from Ullr's pussy, thanks to his continued work on it. Kiran felt it tingle and shiver beneath his tongue's touch. He had to apply both of his hands to her hips in order to keep her steady; Kiran enjoyed the duty as it gave him more incentive to touch her and make her feel good. The archer's back left the ground, arching upward as her cries grew louder by the second. Kiran dug his tongue deeper into her, lapping up more of her feminine juices.
"Mmmmhhh!" Moaned the black-haired youth, letting Ullr know that he was quite pleased with her juices. He licked her cunt several more times before he dislodged from her pussy, now wet and even more wanting. "You taste like honey, Ullr." She'd looked down at him just as he'd spoken, her cheeks red and her eyes hazy.
"That charming tongue of yours," she laughed.
"Hey, you've got the looks for it, the eyes…the hair…the kindness, you've got it all, Ullr." Before she could reply, he jammed his right index ad middle fingers into her soaking snatch. Her eyes shut and her back further arched, an erotic shriek exploding from her lips. It continued to hang in the forest air as Kiran began to aggressively finger her pussy. "So, how's it feel?" He innocently questioned.
"I-I-It feels…a-a-amazing, Kiran. T-Those fingers of yours…t-t-truly impressive." She gasped. "N-Now, K-Kiran…your mouth. Get back to…using it."
Grinning, he stuck his tongue right into Ullr's pussy, making the legendary warrior woman howl again. The combination of his tongue and fingers had her squirmed like a worm caught in a bird's grasp. Given their reputations, it should have been the reserve, but Kiran was the bird, and though he couldn't see it, his prey was squirming. She wasn't squirming for her life though, she was pleading for him, begging for it between erotic screams that bounced off the trees. Pressing his tongue and fingers in deeper, he made them grow.
Ullr could hear the echo of her own screams. She wondered how loud could she get, it'd been so long that she'd actually forgotten how good carnal pleasure could be. Oh, how happy she was to have the memory restored. Staring straight up at the sun and the clouds, she screamed and screamed, feeling the constriction of her pussy around Kiran's tongue and fingers. They just kept on going, driving her further and further into the abyss of pleasure.
"Aaaahhhh! Yes…more, more! Right there! Right there, Kiran! Y-Yes! That's it! Y-Y-Y-You're…hitting the mark, perfectly!" Cried the Crusader, the dragon blood in her racing faster than it had in ages, including the last hour. "Ooooooohhhhh!"
Her thick thighs wrapped around the Summoner's head; it was a sensation that Kira found pleasure it. It wasn't like he hadn't been attracted to her legs; he'd spent some time watching them in motion as she ran ad jumped with the speed of a trained athlete. Not even when she began to squeeze did he slow down; Kiran had tasted too much of her to stop. He sped up the thrusting of his fingers and flicking of his tongue. Ullr's walls were tightening around him, squeezing him as erotic euphoria built up within her. He could smell her impeding orgasm, feel it coming. Kiran pushed his tongue and finger deeper into her, speeding up the impeding orgasm.
"Kiran…Kiran!"
The archer's love nectar shot forth from her filled-up loins, squeezing his tongue and fingers ad coating them in delicious feminine nectar. Ullr's neck curved as her piercing cry resounded through the forest, louder and stronger than it had before. Just a few seconds earlier, her body had been tensing up, and now, sweet relief helped unwind every muscle within her. The sense of euphoria that swept over her left the Crusader feeling utterly weightless, not at all an unpleasant feeling. Though she felt herself drifting through the seas of orgasmic bliss, Ullr wasn't completely dead to the world, not yet. Her ears picked up one sound, one lovely sound that helped push her along.
As she came, Kiran licked up her juices. It was a giant waterfall that he couldn't hope to fully swallow, yet he tried anyway, much to his and her immense joy. Turning her head to the side, Ullr quietly listened to the sound of her juices continuously gushing out and her Summoner licking them up, the melody sending waves euphoria through her body. They turned her post orgasmic daze she was in into another build as the pleasure grew. She felt his fingers were still in her, they were still pumping her. Inevitably, another orgasm ripped through the dragon-blooded woman, causing her to let out another orgasmic shriek that rung through the forest. Ullr wouldn't have mind if she ended up screaming herself hoarse, or if someone had happened to hear them.
Kiran kept on lapping up her juices until her pussy was almost eighty-percent clean, not at all an easy task, but certainly an enjoyable one. It felt like hours had passed before he rose from the sweet space between her legs. His mouth was covered in the residual traces of her cum, his breath carrying her honey-like scent. The gunman leered at the blonde-haired archer prone in front of him. Her exposed chest rose and fell with every breath she took; each breath was ringed with sexual gratification that he had helped deliver. Ullr's orange eyes peered his way and she smiled.
"Well done…Kiran." She said in a soft voice. "You have…given me something that I have not felt in a great long while."
Slowly crawling up to her, he loomed over her with his warm brown eyes. "Happy to hear that, and I'd be more than willing to give you more of it, Ullr."
Her arms came alive, wrapping around his neck and bringing him down. She tasted her essence on his lips, relishing the taste as evident by the throaty moans that she made. They stayed in that embrace for several minutes. Ullr's lips were tinged with saliva and cum, her cum, thanks to the kiss. Her eyes glistened like pools of polished amber. "Oh, I think I shall take you up on that offer, Kiran. But first…" While speaking, she raised her right leg, once more sensually rubbing it against Kiran's side.
He knew exactly what was coming next, and he wasn't surprised by it. To him, the turn over happened in slow motion; he remained perfectly aware of how his body was moved from the top to the bottom. His head lay back against the pile of clothes, Ullr's clothes-they now served as his makeshift pillow. It was quite comfortable.
Now looming over him, Ullr's golden strands fell down, touching the sides of his face like jungle vines. The teenager stared straight up into her amber-orange eyes, his heart frantically beating in his chest as excitement swirled within him. Kiran's hands reached up and stroked her naked hips, slowly caressing them. She didn't moan, but her eyes gave away her approval at his actions. The tip of the tent between his legs poked at her unclothed pussy. Both of them were aware of it, aware of the intimate entanglement that their bodies were calling for.
In connecting their lips, the tent grew, its integrity was strained. It was strained further as Ullr lowered her hips and rubbed her pussy against it. Kiran groaned while still attached to the archer's lips. He knew that she was trying to get him to beg, and she was coming awfully close. There wouldn't have been anything wrong with doing that, but his pride kept him from saying the words. Ullr saw that when she pulled away so they could breathe; the blonde archer found it greatly amusing to behold. She knew that she could keep playing this game for a little while longer, but she decided to be mercifully.
Her hands reached behind Kiran's back and pulled up his shirt. Just like her, he had an athletic build, something of a surprise from a craftsman, but Kiran was no simple crafter. Like her, he was a warrior, a ranged warrior that had learned how to fight, albeit not from the young age she had. Still, his physique was quite a thing to behold now that she could see it up close and personal. Ullr was aroused, it showed in her eyes. They stayed on him as she moved her hands out across his arms. She felt up the muscles that he'd gained, strong and firm, no doubt from extreme physical exercise that had granted him the abilities of a warrior, just like her. Interlacing their fingers, she gave him one long kiss that he made sure to savor; Kiran knew that after it, her next kisses were heading down south. His cock could hardly wait.
It strained against his pants with each of the following kisses, going down his chest and stomach. Ullr stopped at his waist; first, she undid his belt, yet she didn't pull his pants down completely. Second, she reached down and untied his boots, removing them along with his socks. She turned her gaze back to his unbuckled pants, licking her lips in lustful eagerness. Pretty soon, he'd be as naked as her, two naked lovers alone in the forest. Both of them panted in hungry anticipation of that coming scenario. A second later and it arrived.
The Summoner's pants were thrown to the side along with his boots. His underwear followed suit leaving his cock free to stand tall in the forest sunlight, and in front of Ullr.
"A little over seven inches, very good." Ullr purred, licking her lips and running her hands up the erect member. A small spurt of pre-cum leaked from the mushroom tip. For the briefest of seconds, Ullr looked up at Kiran, her eyes glistening like a huntress having caught its prey; the huntress indeed had.
"U-Ullr!" Shouted the black-haired Summoner, feeling raw pleasure infect every corner of his body. The sweet feel of the Crusader's lips around his tip brought forth a miniature orgasm, shooting small bursts of cum into her mouth. Ullr graciously took them in, swallowing them and licking around his tip and further down. Kiran arched his back and pushed his member deeper into her mouth. "Aaaaaaaahhhh…y-your mouth…shit, Ullr…"
She would have told him that this wasn't her first time servicing a man, that she had sired an entire royal line, and quite proudly at that. The archer decided that it was better to show instead of tell, fervently wrapping her tongue around the gunman's member and slathering its upper half in her saliva. Kiran wreathed and groaned, his eyes popping open and masculine shouts rising into the air. Ullr loved hearing them, she bore down on his member, taking more of it into her mouth. His cock was a delicious morsel to taste, and she took her time in enjoying it.
Grass and dirt amassed beneath his fingernails as he dug into the ground underneath him. Kiran used them to push his entire body upward, at times feeling like a magnet was pulling him. In kissing her, he'd learned just how skilled with her mouth Ullr was, but her lips around his cock was something else entirely. Craning his head down, he looked at her, seeing the mass of golden-hair between his legs; the lewd sucking sounds made his heartrate spike. He threw back his head and shouted again as Ullr's tongue wrapped around his shaft and her hands found his balls. His screams became an echoing thunderclap.
"Oooooooohhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhh!"
If he's enjoying this…the he's in no way prepared for what's to come. The Crusader grinned. She was thoroughly enjoying herself, but Ullr knew that greater levels of pleasure awaited both of them. Slowly, she lifted them upward to that level. In doing so, she slowly withdrew from his cock, a thin bridge of saliva briefly connecting his member and her lips. Kiran had kept from fully unloading into her mouth, but he'd still given the golden-haired woman a sample of his juices. Ullr leered at him, silently telling him that she'd enjoyed what she'd tasted, and she would be coming around for more.
She would force it out of him using her breasts, the enormous mounds that she'd been blessed with. Ullr had always been proud of them, and she certainly knew how to use them for amorous effect.
Kira found that out first hand, and one of his innermost wishes came true.
"Aaaaayyyyhhh! U-U-Ullr!" Cried the former college student at the twin mounds of sensual fire smothering his cock. His innermost wish of a titty fuck had just been fulfilled, in spades. "M-More! More, Ullr!"
Grinning, she leaned forward and licked the tip of the young gunman's cock. A burst of cum shot from his head, splattering across the top of her breasts. Ullr's heart raced as her breasts knew the touch of a man's essence after so long. She subconsciously kicked up the speed of her massaging of Kiran's cock, eager for him to produce more of the juices. He groaned and strained his head, clearly fighting the urge. Giggling in amusement, she flicked her tongue against his member again, and again, and again.
"AAAAHHH!" Cried the mystic gunman as his cock erupted in masculine juices.
Stretching her mouth open, Ullr caught as much of Kiran's semen as she could, enjoying the taste that she felt she'd been apart from for so long. His cock spurted cum out in a chaotic shower, so it naturally landed everywhere-her face, her breasts, her mouth, and even her hair. To her, the juices were comparable to the waters of life, flowing down her throat and soaking into her skin filling her with renewed vigor. She quickly set about using that vigor to continue to service his cock. The vein-covered organ throbbed and erupted under the continued pleasure it was receiving. Kiran arched his back and kept on screaming in orgasmic joy. He'd underestimate Ullr, and just how damn good a titty fuck could be-now he knew, and he'd probably ask for another one.
As she licked swallowed his spewing juices, Ullr mentally assured him that he'd get more in the future. After all, she would certainly want more of his cum. Between her legs, her pussy wettened and tingled with joy. As good as it was to swallow and lick up his cum, the Crusader longed to have his essence inside of her, shooting into her womb. Her mind now filled with amorous thoughts, she picked up the pace, further smothering her young lover's cock in the heat of her breasts. He was going to scream himself hoarse, and Ullr enjoyed that he'd do so screaming her name, begging her for more.
The fountain of cum that the former college student possessed seemed nearly endless, not that Ullr was complaining; far from it, actually. It seemed that the constant smothering by her breasts was keeping his cock hard and flowing with cum. Nearly half of Ullr's face and a majority of the top portion of her breasts were covered in his cum. Whatever the archer swallowed was quickly replaced by a new gulp of cum that passed into her mouth and down her throat. She could spend the rest of her new life in this moment, and she felt that Kiran felt the same.
Alas, as with all things, an end came.
"ULLR!" Shouted the brown-eyed youth, his back arching one final time as he shot forth one final glop of cum. This time, it didn't shoot into the air, it was shot directly into Ullr's mouth. The golden-haired Crusader had heard her lover's cry and moved immediately to respond to it. Her lips clapped down on his about-to-erupt member. The final shot hit the roof of her mouth then tumbled down her throat. Ullr moaned in gratification as it did so. Beneath her, Kiran's back straightened out, he began to sink down to the ground.
Once he was lying flat against the grass, Ullr moved away, her cum-soaked breasts leaving his cock, which had been thoroughly spent. For the moment anyway; she knew that the gunman still had more to give, but he needed a break. Ullr supposed that she needed one as well. Her sharp nose caught the overpowering scent of cum, Kiran's cum; naturally given it was all over her.
Head lying back, the Summoner rested while the Crusader began to lick up the cum that had utterly splattered her from head to chest. At first, he was too exhausted to look down at her and watch the show, but his hearing was another matter. Breathing hard, he listened to the lewd licking; it turned out to be a pretty good way to pass the time and regain his stamina. Proof of the latter was clear in how he felt his cock gradually regaining its rigidity. Kiran peacefully listened to the sound, drawing a mental image in his mind. Once he felt like he had enough strength, he raised his head and looked down.
Damn, kind of surprising that I had that much cum. Ullr the Crusader, founder of the nation of Yngvi looked a mess, even after several minutes of licking up the cum off of herself. He'd caught her just in time as she was still cleaning off her breasts. Now that he could see, Kiran felt his arousal burn brighter as he watched her suckle her tits. Her tongue moved across her mounds of flesh, pushed up toward her face. The sight was so erotic that he felt his member regaining almost all of its previous hardness. Before he knew it, he was prompting himself upright, watching her clean her breasts and then her face.
Ullr caught him looking and smirked. "Kiran, are you ready to take the final step? I've enjoyed this intimacy, but I believe we've arrived at the climax, don't you think?"
"I-I-I think we have." He said. "Ullr…your breasts were…they were incredible."
Giggling, she pushed a strand of hair aside as she laid right next to him. "Thank you for the compliment, Kiran." Reaching forward, she softly stroked his cheek. The next thing either of them knew, their lips were connected in a steamy kiss. The forest wind blew around them, caressing their naked bodies. "You be on top, Kiran." She whispered as they separated. "I know that you want to touch them again."
"I guess your eyesight really does include inside my mind, huh?" He joked.
"Only when you're being incredibly obvious." She boastfully responded.
Chuckling, the former engineering student straddled the Crusader. He gripped his cock, his heart pulsing, and aimed it at Ullr's pussy. Cum leaked down her womanly hole, a clear sign that she was eager to be filled. Confident that he would be able to satisfy her, he pushed his member forward, the archer moaning as she felt the intrusion of a man's penis for the first time in a while. Her walls closed around Kiran before he'd even finished. He leaned his head back and groaned feeling her feminine walls close around him.
"Kiran," she murmured. Looking down at her, he was seemingly enchanted by the golden-haired warrior woman beneath him. He'd been captivated by her the moment he'd seen her, and he was again. Only this time, he could touch, ad that he did. "Aaaahhh…" Moaned the dirty blonde, her breasts singing from being groped by her Summoner. He used her boobs as handles to aid in his thrusting. "Ooooohhhh!"
Within seconds, Kiran found a rhythm and went with it. Ullr had to play catch-up, or she would have if the euphoria hadn't completely overwhelmed her. Her body shook with each thrust that Kiran made. His cock pushed deeper and deeper into her folds while his hold on her breasts tightened. Two epicenters of pleasure, two flames that made her body feel like it was going to melt away into sweet nothingness. Each thrust felt like it was further melting her away.
"Harder! Harder, Kiran! Give me all that you have, I won't accept anything less!" She shouted.
"You asked for it!" Squeezing her boobs, he picked up the pace, rearing his hips back then ramming them forward. One scream multiplied into dozens as Ullr's vaginal hole was filled to the brim. New waves of ecstasy rolled across her body, originating from her womanly center. "So, how does it feel, Ullr? Is it everything you've wanted!"
She was almost too delirious to answer him, yet she managed to regain the ability to speak. "Yes! By the gods, yessssss!" Rocking her hips forward, she finally managed to catch up to him. Grinning at her, Kiran leaned down and pecked her on the lips; he pulled away from her before she could reengage his mouth for a longer kiss. Just as she began to pout, his hips thrusted forward. His cock struck her womanly center electing one hell of a scream from her. "Oooooooohhhh! That's it! Right there, Kiran! Right there!"
I've hit the mark! Realizing that and priding himself in it, he began to thrust his hips forward at that same fast pace. He felt his cock repeatedly hitting the archer's feminine core, sexually electrifying both of them. Kiran kneaded Ullr's breasts while maintaining his thrusts; it was inevitably since if he let go of them, he'd likely lose his balance and his rhythm. It felt good to be able to squeeze and grope her breasts again; Ullr shouted her approval of his actions every second. His grip tightened in coordination with the tightening of his vaginal walls around his member.
"Kiran! Kiran! Faster! FASTER!"
"HERE THEN, ULLR! YOU WANT IT, HAVE IT! HAVE ALL OF IT!"
Their bodies shook in tandem with one another. The archer's bountiful breasts were somewhat kept in place by the powerful hands of the gunman, tenderly kneading them to his heart's content. His hold on them tightened when he leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Ullr's hands shot up to grab at the side of his head, to hold him in place. Kiran took the move in strides, maintaining the rhythm of his thrusts and groping while putting as much effort as he could into the kiss. His brown eyes and Ullr's orange met each other. In spite of her hold on his head, he managed to break away.
His face illuminated by the sun, Ullr wondered how Kiran could ever doubt himself. To her, he looked simply…radiant, incredible. At first glance, he seemed to be a boy, but as she'd learned, he was a man coming into his own. He was a man that she found herself greatly attracted to and wanted to remain beside.
"ULLR!" He shouted, his face contorting in strained effort. "I'M GOING TO CUM! I'M GOING TO CUM INSIDE OF YOU!"
Toes curling, she tried as best she could to tighten her vaginal lips around his fast-moving member. She could feel the friction of it moving inside of her, driving her own euphoria to new heights.
"THEN CUM WITHIN ME! KIRAN, GIVE ME YOUR SEED! GIVE IT ALL TO ME!" Shouted back the wielder of Yewfelle in heartfelt tenderness.
The Summoner's hips reared back one more time, his member pulsating as it throbbed built up tension. Locking eyes with the Crusader, he pushed his hips forward, the tension breaking as he slid it all the way into her pussy. "ULLR!"
Within seconds of the re-entry, Ullr felt her Summoner's tip explode inside of her. Shutting her eyes, she allowed the sexual tension within her own walls to burst forth. "KIRAN!"
His seed and her cum, they mixed within her womb, filling Ullr with an ethereal sense of euphoria that she hadn't felt in years. It filled her being from head to toe and had her heart on the verge of self-destructing within her breasts. Speaking of which, Kira squeezed them tighter than he had before as he pumped his semen into her. All of it utterly overloaded Ullr with ecstasy to the point that she felt on the verge of blacking out.
They collapsed onto the forest floor, panting and sweaty from the sexual intercourse.
"Kira…" The Crusader whispered. "Are you…perhaps in the mood for a little…rest?"
Wrapping his arms around her, he muzzled her blonde hair. "That doesn't sound too bad about now, Ullr."
Giggling, she kissed him on the cheek, a final testament to the moment they'd just shared, and perhaps the sealing of what had just begun between them. This wasn't going to be the last time that they did this, Ullr didn't know if she'd be able to handle prolonged separation from him. Not to mention she was confident that after her, Kiran wouldn't think of seeking out another woman.
He'd been her target and she'd hit him dead-center.
That's the second Mythic Hero that I've done. First a master swordswoman and now an archer, now I feel like I've got an urge to do a Mythic axe-user, lance-user, and a potential sorcerer/mage so I have all the weapon grounds covered.