Author's Note: *breathes deeply* Know what? I got nothin'. You were waiting for the "fun" stuff, I wrote the "fun" stuff. I went a little overboard with the "fun" stuff, in my opinion. Even though the "fun" stuff was short. Yet here we are about to try to describe the "fun" stuff. Warning: this chapter contains probably the most unnecessary form of "fun" in the history of "fun" stuff. So here's your "fun" stuff as promised. I hate myself now.
Poor Ava was in a daze all morning. She couldn't focus on anything remotely noteworthy, not even her breakfast. Of course, this was all Ira's fault... again. She could've happily waited another day when she wasn't tired to have her first sex but Ira didn't care. Oh no, Ira "could give two fucks" as he would so delicately put it if he were watching his younger lover absentmindedly burning her toast and eggs. That was all part of the plan, no doubt. Oh yeah, that was totally part of the WHOLE plan. Bringing her to an unoccupied, romantic riverboat to gently coax her into taking her clothes off in the cabin was just his adult way of being a pervert. Yeah, she's thinking it! Her lover was definitely a romantic pervert. Who brings their lovers out in the middle of the sea to kiss their body with those... seductive, thick lips? Closet perverts, that's who!
The young Foreteller was flushed in the face as she remembered Ira using his lower back with those delicious dimples on that muscled, gorgeous plane to pump into her in smooth thrusts until she called out his name, holding her in place with those callous, rough hands, and staring into her soul with those gentle, loving eyes. He totally did that on purpose. He KNEW she wasn't ready for him to use his tough, strong arm to hold her at the waist and drive himself straight into her most sensitive spot. From the looks of the caramelized skin on her eggs, it looked like Ava wasn't ready for breakfast either. Not if she was thinking about Ira and their first night together like this. Her poor Chirithy was just watching her pile garbage on the burnt two by fours Ava was calling toast. The young Foreteller even let her tea burn. How the hell does tea even burn? That makes no logical sense! Yet, Ava let it happen. To top it all off, she was boiling grape jelly in a small pot to make a syrup of some sort but she couldn't truly think of why. She didn't have biscuits in the oven. Oh yeah! She was frying her biscuits and baking her bacon. See how this is Ira's fault?
Ava had half a hope that the first sex would be horrible. That way she could get her desires out of the way, actually focus on what the master has been saying this entire time, and just stop thinking about Ira in any romantic way altogether. She overheard how some girls regret giving up their virginity because of the pain and was scared about that, especially with Ira being an older man. Then again, she desperately wanted her first time to be pleasurable like in her dreams so she wouldn't have to regret anything. It would've been nice to know that her first lover was skilled enough to erase the notion of pain and blow her dreams out of the water like an unfortunate fish swimming passed a dormant geyser that suddenly just became active out of nowhere. What even are metaphors really? Thank Kingdom Hearts, no one was awake yet or in the tower whatsoever. She did wake up pretty late.
She couldn't remember what happened after her last orgasm. She just remembered Ira commanding her to sleep and a spell being put on her before everything went black. She did have a nice dream about Ira, though, and now she knew what making love to him was like so it was okay to dream of it. When she woke up, her Chirithy was sleeping next to her in her bed. She thought maybe she had another wet dream but her skin and lower regions tingled as though Ira was still touching her. Ever since then, she'd been blushing and replaying her first sex over and over again... NO! Just eat the stupid breakfast and FOCUS! Was someone touching her?
Ava wasn't paying attention until she felt dangerously familiar fingers on her neck and a familiar pair of cold lips kissing the base of her neck. The very same lips that travelled upwards and licked up to her earlobe before kissing the outer shell of her ear. She sighed and lightly moaned at the motion but got stuck in an even heavier daze than before. Her Chirithy took that time to leave with Odie on an adventure in the gardens downstairs. Poor Odie was as clueless about the exchange as the other Foretellers.
Earlier that morning...
When Ira returned to the tower with Ava in his arms, he wondered if bringing her to his room would be selfish of him. Personally, he wanted to keep Ava close because he kind of wanted to continue from the night's events if possible. While she was still young, Ava had potential to control him using either seduction or sex as her main weapon and he found he didn't mind that at all. Yet, in the back of his mind, something kept eating away at Ira. After Ava mentioned all the times he invited him to lunch, he went back to yesterday afternoon when she found him in the forest. Finally, he realized something odd about that: she mentioned that the Master told her where Ira was but she never said that the Master guided her there. Even when she left, she knew her back well enough to not need directions from Ira. Another thing that gnawed at Ira's brain was when she asked why he didn't want to go near the quaint parts of Daybreak Town.
Are you...? Ira thought, looking down at Ava's sleeping face. From there...?
"Always thinking..." Ava whispered, smiling and blushing. "Silly squirrel..."
Ira smiled and shook his head to stop from laughing and disturbing the girl. When he looked up after finally crossing the bridge, Aced was standing there with a grumpy look on his face and his arms folded across his chest. Of course, Aced had a reason to be moody after being woken up in the middle of the night by Invi to help Gula find Ira. He, being the sleepy one, questioned why Gula was trying to find Ira. Invi delicately and hesitantly explained that Gula had suspicions that Ira might've taken Ava's crush too seriously and took advantage of her. Neither of the two were in the tower and it was approaching 2 o'clock. Aced shot up like fire was underneath him and went on a manhunt to stop everything. When neither he, Gula, Luxu or Invi could find them anywhere nearby, they really started to panic until the Master was disturbed from his own slumber and calmed everyone down. He instructed them to wait but told Aced to wait at the tower's front gate. That's where Aced was now and that's where Ira stopped when he noticed a frustrated look in his friend's eyes. Well, may as well begin the plan...
"Dare I begin to ask why you were out this late at night with the girl?" Aced questioned.
"You... can?" Ira responded.
"What did you do to her?" Aced asked, sighing. "What part of self-control didn't you get, Ira?"
"Huh?" Ira squawked, shaking his head. "No! What are you thinking of right now?"
"Spare me the bullshit!" Aced argued, narrowing his eyes. "It's almost 3 in the morning and we've been trying to find you for almost a solid 2 hours! We couldn't even sense you!"
"We were in another world, you fool!" Ira argued, blushing profusely at the accusation Aced was totally right in accusing him of because oh boy! He then said, "Ava was just coming home at almost midnight after training her wielders. She was exhausted! She wanted to talk about the dreams, so we left just in case you meddlers decided to pop up on us before we could settle things. In the middle of our talk, she fell asleep. I was in no rush to do anything, so I let her rest herself. What is wrong with you?"
Aced looked at Ira long and hard. There seemed to be some truth to what Ira was saying. Invi did say that the two walked through a Corridor of Light right before she could walk up to them, and Gula mentioned that he and Invi agreed to follow the two around because of what Aced told them earlier. The Master's also been experimenting with the Chirithy, so he's been popping up on them ever since Ava told Aced about her dreams. Ira probably thought of leaving because everyone was following them. If Ava so much as tried to confess to Ira, someone would make things worse somehow. It was bad enough as it was. Satisfied with the explanation and Ava's fatigued appearance, Aced nodded and placed a Cure spell on the sleeping girl to help her healing process. While he wasn't an expert healer, he could hold his own with basic spells.
Aced sighed, resigning to accept Ira's words so he could sleep, and said, "Ira... Just promise me something... Don't hurt her..."
Ira tilted his head and whispered, "Hm? What do you mean?"
Aced shook his head and looked at Ira with a genuine sense of concern and fear. He was essentially telling Ira to be serious at this moment. Ira gasped at the look because he rarely ever saw Aced in a vulnerable state but he kept quiet and let his friend continue. Aced said, "You don't know how close she is to Gula and Luxu. They grew up together as orphans and clawed for whatever they could to survive. It's something I respect, even though I was just too proud to listen to my parents. I left my home at about their age and fought for my survival up until the Master found me. They didn't have a choice but to fight to live. What I respect the most is that they never stole food or money. They always did something to earn it, and they always used their instincts to guide them. They had each other. Ava isn't just a friend to them. She's a mother, sister, and a guardian all at once. What I don't want... What I fear the most... is that you or maybe even her might use the truth of these dreams - if you ever figure out what it all means - to hurt each other. That hurt will lead you into a darkness no one will be able to save you from, least of all us. Think of that for me, or at least for her sake."
With those words, Ira began to doubt that he could continue the sex with Ava and he found he couldn't sleep. His Ava was an orphan? After following Aced and telling him the bits that Ava confessed to him like her invites and such, he placed the girl down onto her bed and explained to the others exactly what he explained to Aced. Honestly, he wanted to tell them the truth but he found he simply couldn't. Instead, he relegated himself to saying that he and Ava admitting that the dreams were concerning but Ava fell asleep before they could truly understand the meaning behind the dreams. He was so shaken up by Aced's words and essentially lying to him that he could only lay in his bed to think. He did the unthinkable last night. That much he couldn't take back.
As he watched Ava cooking inattentively, he wondered what he should say to her. Truthfully, Ira liked the idea of keeping the sex between him and Ava a secret. It excited him. He liked the way she responded to his touches and liked the way she moaned and even liked the way she wanted to return his actions with as equal fervor. He couldn't get Aced's words out of his head, though. She was important among their seven lights. They couldn't continue with the secrecy. They couldn't touch each other anymore. This crush, these dreams, and this relationship had to end. Hence the reason for him quietly returning to the tower after about fifteen minutes of patrolling the streets of Daybreak Town to check on Ava's state. For whatever reason, the situation the two were wrapped in angered him. A small part in the back of his mind loathed the idea of Ava giving her attentions to another male, and another small part of him wanted to defy everyone's warnings and keep the charade up. So, he decided to test her the way he did last night. The kiss was the first question of a multiple-choice quiz.
Ira used one hand to guide Ava's lips to meld into his and deepened the kiss enough to make Ava caress his face and follow him to some predestined place of his choice. It was his room apparently. He quickly sensed to make sure no one else was around and locked the door behind them. Ava waited for those few anxious seconds to see what Ira would do next, and the man took his time removing his and mask before sitting on the edge of his bed and sighing. Ava was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the change in mood and atmosphere. Her heart was beating nervously and she was worried about Ira's silence up until he spoke.
"You seem to be a lot less focused than before," Ira started, looking into the red eyes of his mask. "I'm no better either."
"You've been on my mind a lot more lately," Ava replied, fiddling with her fingers. "Is that bad?"
"I don't know," Ira admitted quietly. "Frankly, I'm worried as all fuck."
"About what?" Ava asked, trying to look into Ira's face. He looked more sad than worried.
"You," Ira answered, stroking the blue mane of his mask. "I worry that... what we're doing... what you asked of me... is wrong. Ava, you're an important part of our seven lights. I don't want these dreams or these actions to change you. The others love you probably more than they're willing to admit."
"But you don't?" Ava interrupted, anger laced in her voice. It made Ira look up but not in surprise. He kept the same questions and emotions in his eyes and face. It was almost as if he expected the response and his heart was clenching in anticipation of some form of lashing out. Ava then almost demanded, "Is that what you're trying to tell me? That you don't see me as important as they do?"
"No," Ira responded, shaking his head and returning his attention to the mask. "I've always seen you as important but that's because I've only known you as Ava, one of the Master's youngest apprentices. Aced was right. I don't know anything about you. I'm taking that into consideration along with everyone's concern for you. If I were just leaving the tower to screw a complete stranger, no one would probably care as long as I focused on my role first and foremost and had my sex life on my own time. I probably would've been encouraged to do that if it'd stop me from thinking all the time. But I didn't do a stranger last night. I slept with you. You're such a valu - "
Without a single word or even a single noise, Ava pulled Ira's face up to kiss him. When Ira felt Ava straddling him, he grabbed her arms and pushed her back to look into her eyes and search for an answer. She then whispered, "I hate you. I tried to get to know you already. We went through this. We even agreed to lunch last night so that we could get to know each other properly! That's how we wound up in bed together! So you're gonna take that back just because everyone's concerned about a crush they didn't know about until... what? Like yesterday?"
"I'm not taking it back because of that!" Ira snapped, gripping her tightly. "I'm taking it back because I don't want to hurt you!"
"And you think this is helping?" Ava questioned.
"We're fucking close to being 10 years apart in age! This isn't right, even if we weren't Foretellers! I'm trying to get you to see some sense!" Ira argued. "I gave you what you wanted - !"
"Ira, you never did!" Ava screamed, tearing up. "What you promised me last night was what I wanted! You're trying to take that back just because the others scared you in a corner! You're a coward!"
"What I am is your leader and a rational one! What you're doing can bring consequences that could destroy us!" Ira barked, tightening his grip on Ava's arms.
"I didn't sleep with you to destroy the group! I slept with you because I loved you!" Ava shouted, immediately covering her mouth afterwards.
Shock was eminent on both of their faces from the climax of the screaming match. Ira slowly loosened his grip on Ava while the girl closed her eyes and began shaking. The man took her hand away and asked, "But, Ava, why?"
"That's not the right question, Ira," Ava replied, looking down. She kissed his lips again then said, "The question you haven't been asking yourself is why you want to touch me. Is it really just because you haven't done it in a while? You're so consumed with thought that - "
Ava suddenly felt herself being tossed onto her back in a professional, swift movement and a hungry kiss soon followed. She wasn't sure why everyone was badgering Ira about her fantasies about him. Ira wasn't a bad man, and he treated her and her body very well. Since it was obvious that her comrades couldn't be trusted with the news of their growing relationship, she decided that keeping everything they do a secret is best. She fully surrendered to Ira's kiss but broke it to take Ira's hand and lead him away to a Corridor of Light.
She chose an abandoned home in Agrabah for their second sex. It wasn't a poorly-built place either. It was actually more like a temple belonging to priests who no longer worshipped pagan gods. She didn't waste any time admiring the scenery the way Ira probably would have. She was far too focused on getting the man naked and ready for her. Judging by how expertly he yanked her clothes off to reveal her body, the feeling of his clothed manhood pressing into her was enough to suggest he was waiting on the next time the two would be alone. Unfortunately, they had to go through a dramatic chain of events. When Ira finally took his pants off and moved his hair to the side, Ava licked her lips before kissing him and moaned when he stretched her legs out to where the angle stressed her hips. She was especially for him after feeling herself dripping and contracting, but there was something she wanted to do before he moved on. He denied her permission to do it last night.
"Um, Ira?" she asked with a breathy moan. The man merely kissed her in response as a form of acknowledgement. She then continued, "I want it... in my mouth first."
The look in Ira's eyes was almost heart-stopping. It was unreadable but still sexy to her. Like he was stuck between deciding on whether he should rip her apart, which she was scared she would enjoy immensely given the previous night, or refuse her again and instead cater to her as he had done before. He didn't have that same look before when she asked if she could touch him, which is probably why she found it sexy, and he seemed more accepting of the option.
"Why so eager to blow me?" Ira asked, releasing her legs so her hips were less tense and more relaxed. He settled into a lax, sort of push-up position.
Ava was surprised by the question but turned on by Ira's use of foul language. She wasn't sure why she liked when he used dirty words, but it made him seem like a street-wise prince in a way. His abs were distracting her from making a proper metaphor. It didn't help ease her attraction towards him when his eyes watched her hands caress his body. He remained still as she did so, waiting for her response to his question more than what she was about to do with her hands.
"I don't know," Ava answered honestly. "I guess since you put your mouth... on me, I just wanted to do the same for you. I liked when you did it. I figured - "
"I'll teach you," Ira interrupted with a stronger look in his eyes than before. It was that same unreadable look that Ava found attractive before, but the intensity of it this time made her feel a bit more needy. She licked her lips, nodded, and tried to reach for the band of his underwear but he moved away and whispered in her ear. In a darkened voice, he said, "But you're not ready yet. When you can handle all of me, I'll teach you exactly what you need to know to control me."
The vibrations from the growl in his voice resonated throughout her entire body, making her squirm and claw at Ira's shoulder blades. Having heard enough, she voiced out, "You're the worst kind of tease ever, Ira."
"Is that so?" Ira asked in the same seductive voice, spreading Ava's thighs apart. "I guess I'll have to remedy that... without using my lips."
Finally, Ava let out her stifled moan as Ira entered her fully. The feeling was definitely different than last night, meaning Ira didn't use his full length to please her. She found she didn't mind at all. He did go slow at first to get her used to his pacing, but he was gripping at her hips and the sheets a lot tighter than before. So was she admittedly. As much as she enjoyed just feeling every inch of him, she needed a more exotic pace to match the scenery. They were secret lovers, after all. She whimpered for Ira to pick up his pace to which he happily obliged. To her, it felt like he was using the very last pace they climaxed with from last night to start this new sex. For all intents and purposes, she was perfectly satisfied with that and voiced her opinion on the matter accordingly. Which is what brings her to her initial thought from earlier that morning. While Ira is still a definite tease, he was beyond an exceptional lover and it was terribly distracting.
Ira found it difficult to keep his self-control but it was mainly because he was slightly angry. Instead of showing it, he decided to spite everyone's love for Ava and explore her body in a way that would drive even himself crazy. With the approval of going at a faster pace, Ira swerved his hips in a circular motion when Ava gripped at his ass from the pain of getting close to his overboard phase. That's when something clicked. Ava's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she tossed it back, and Ira was able to indulge into his more primal urges. He continued hitting her sensitive spot at a faster, harder pace but added the swerving motion to keep it consistent.
"Take a deep breath, babe," Ira commanded.
Ava was about to question him until Ira picked her up by her lower back and licked his middle finger to touch her clit. She belted out, "Ira! Hun, what are you doing?"
"Whatever I fucking want with you," Ira growled, using one of his hands to grab Ava's ankle and the other to hold her up to where her shoulder blades were pressed into the bedding.
As if sensing that he was going to go at a faster pace than earlier, Ava started writhing from their new position and adjusted herself so she would be able to take him. If Ira wants to roughly show everyone that she was his, then she'd let him have his way. And she did. It was astounding. He hit her sensitive place over and over again until she was starting to scream.
"Unh! Say what you just said again," Ava requested, grabbing Ira's shaft to feel him thrusting inside her. As difficult as it was for her to do that, she just liked touching him that way for some reason. It felt natural to her.
Ira released her ankle, swerved around to calm her noise, and asked, "Will you tell me that you love me again?"
"Yes," Ava replied. Ira sucked in a breath, thrust into her hard to make her repeat, "Yes! Yes!"
"Good because I could give a fuck how much the others like you. I want to keep fucking you like this. I'll be the sick son of a bitch they keep making me out to be if that's what they want," Ira said, changing his pace from hard to simply fast. "Tell me those three words I want to hear, Ava."
"Anh! I love you, Ira! I want you like this!"
Without another word, it went on like that for a legitimately longer time. Finally, a moment of privacy and passion could pass between the two. At least that's what they thought until the Master of Masters noticed that Odie and Ava's Chirithy, Tiger, were collecting flowers together. He watched very intently until Tiger kissed Odie's cheek and blushed when Odie passed out from happiness.