Chapter 8: ...as we play...

Notes:

Ummm... yeah... this one is going to get pretty... wild o.o

WARNING! I guess - a lot of smut and author's first attempt at writing a threesome . And, yeah... that's what happens... because I can o.o ***I hope***

Enjoy :3

236 years

After returning to the Crystal Tower and entering the Ocular, G'raha pushed back the cowl of his Allagan robe and exhaled with relief. He hated dealing with the people of Eulmore – but a growing city, the Crystarium, as his people decided to call it – needed the proper diplomatic relations with the few other nations that survived the Flood. And Eulmore thrived at cutting down Sin-Eaters with its vast army.

But the attitude of their citizens was one of the reasons he took to hiding his features with the robe he found in one of Tower's store rooms and had adjusted to his needs. Previously each visit there gave him a headache as he was constantly propositioned – now, it at least seemed to tone down some, as they found him intimidating. Which was a new feeling – but not entirely unpleasant.

But despite his body growing need at extended celibacy… Although technically, he was still a virgin… and even his city didn't lack in the willing females who would toss him an interested glance whenever he left the Tower and helped around the expanding buildings… he wanted only Surr. Always, she'd been the only one for him. And knowing she was basically a dream away…

But how much time would now pass for them…? He wondered as he stepped inside the Umbilicus and carelessly discarded his robes, letting them crumble to the ground by the entrance. Would they already… meet? In the real world. He sighed and, wearing only a pair of black shorts, settled against one of the bookcases inside the room. He always wondered how different it would be to have her in reality. Couldn't help the spike of jealousy at the thought that his younger self had that… pleasure. But if he can have his way… if she's willing – maybe he can, too.

Sooner than he originally planned.

Or at least – he ran into another snag. And he needed her input… required to know if she would be willing to join him… already. He rested his head against the bookcase and closed his eyes, considering it.

A few 'nights' ago, his city was attacked by the surprisingly coordinated attack of Sin-Eaters – as the people took to calling the beasts twisted by the abundance of the Light aether. While the more capable members of their growing community – led by him – took up arms against the attack, he strengthened the shield around the area to protect the rest of the citizens.

And after they managed to resist the beasts – even slay the one that seemed to lead them – he became aware of a few things.

One – after seeing the beast fall and its aether pass to the closest of its brethren, morph it into another monstrosity… he understood that he genuinely needed Surr's help. On the assumption that her… Blessing would lure in and contain that Light – after all, wasn't Hydealyn an incarnation of it? But he wasn't sure how to… get rid of it if she could absorb it.

Or instead – he had an idea – but wasn't sure if it would work.

Because the second thing that came to his attention during the attack was that the Crystal Tower was seriously depleted of aether after his jump through time and space. Dangerously so – for him at least.

The structure basically functioned as a massive siphon – but all things considered – the process was slow. Designed that way because though it was capable of storing an endless amount of aether – it was supposed to last forever. And when the shield around his city consumed the massive amount of aether – he felt the drawback of it on his soul. His body.

The Tower – now recognizing him as its part – attempted to consume his aether once its own reached the critical level. And he understood that unless he does something… drastic – it'll bound him in a way he won't be able to break. Make him a part of it in reality. And if he wanted to survive… he couldn't allow it.

But that meant he needed to… well, charge it. With massive enough amount of aether that it'll… sate its reserves. And that fact gave him an idea of feeding it the abundance of the aether that surrounded them. That sustained the beasts swarming the First. Of course, the Tower didn't care what sort of aether it would consume… as long as it got it. He just had no idea how to achieve that.

And he figured… maybe Surr would know. Perhaps she could… ask Hydealyn. Somehow. She was her Champion, after all. And no… it wasn't an excuse to see her again. To see… if she was already able to work his counterpart into submission… And… he really shouldn't think like that… but gods… he missed her.

G'raha sighed again, and with the thought, he sealed the door leading into the Umbilicus. He warned his people he might be gone… for a while. He left the rest of the Tower open and active – for them to use as a shelter if there was a need for it during his absence. He warned them that the shield might not hold – and cautioned them into using the crystalline palace instead – because he didn't want to wake up consumed by the Tower in the meantime.

Done with that, he relaxed and let his mind drift off to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again – he was alone. At first, he shuddered in fear – sure it failed this time, and he landed inside his own nightmarish Dreamscape… but then he noticed the soft, swirling mist and understood that they were just… awake. Or at least he assumed so because it looked to be in its natural state.

Cautiously and carefully, he focused and attempted to change it – unsure if… he could – since it wasn't indeed his (like her) and almost blinked with surprise when it worked – the landscape around him shimmering and turning into the intricately carved walls of the Crystal Tower's throne room. Somehow… it seemed fitting for the topic he wanted to ask her about.

Chuckling, he adjusted the size of the crystalline throne – settled on it and covered his body in the imitation of his robes… wondering if she would like it. He couldn't be sure how much time passed – but if last time they were twenty-one… They would have no idea about the Tower – other than maybe spying the view of its spire in Mor Dhona. So it would still be two years before the Rammbroes' expedition.

His younger self… still had no idea why he was sent to Old Sharlayan. No idea… why their eyes were so… critical. And if he had his way… he won't find out. Or at least not the way he did.

He sighed and, leaning against the crystal armrest, settled to wait.

21 years

As soon as the door of their inn room closed behind them… Surr almost jumped on him again, first pulling him in a rough kiss, then tearing at his clothes impatiently and growling against his lips.

"So much… more comfortable in the Dreamscape," she gasped, fighting with the fastening of his vest.

"True," he replied with a chuckle, backing her toward the big bed while smoothing his hands up her thighs and under her skirt. Despite the raging hunger, her scent caused… he tried to curb himself in, a bit at least. As much as he craved to toss her down on the bed and fuck her senseless… here, it would hurt her, even if she probably didn't think about it now. At least judging by the fact that seemingly she didn't even bother wearing any underwear under her skirt – which bellied her earlier statement of wishing to drag him off to her parents' cottage… at least he hoped so. He knew she was pretty… naughty… but she wouldn't…?

The thought cut off when she finally won her struggle – unceremoniously tearing his vest apart with a snarl – wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him down to bite him with a growl. He whimpered desperately, forgetting his caution completely as tilting his head to grant her greater access, he pushed his hand between her thighs and shoved his fingers inside her cunt – a thing made easy by how soaked she was.

"G-gods… you're so… s-strong," he gasped when she whined, rocking eagerly against his touch while scoring her nails roughly down his back.

"The… Blessing," she growled, breaking her bite. Then, she dropped her hands to his pants' waistband and pulled impatiently. "Seven hells, Raha… need you so bad… You smell sooo… tasty…" she panted out, trailing bites up his throat while blowing his mind entirely when she wrapped her hand around his cock as soon as it sprang for freedom. And he almost howled because it felt… so intense… so much better…

"Don't… want to… hurt you," he choked out, drowning in her scent while, despite his words, he pumped his fingers into her roughly, dropping his head against her shoulder as they reached the edge of the bed.

"I don't care!" she snapped, then forcefully turned him around and pushed him to sit on the edge of the mattress. Moved his hand away as she climbed his lap with an insistent purr rumbling in the back of her throat. "Years, Raha," she growled, untangling his braid and fisting her hands in his hair. He almost expired when she pulled his head back as she hovered above him, her dark eyes burning as they scanned his face with boundless hunger. He couldn't help but curl his fingers into her hips, to stop their shaking as he was dying to pull her on his dick and finally take her for real. But… "For years, I've been wondering how it would feel," she chuckled, biting his lower lip as one of her hands shot south, and he arched with a choked groan when she coiled her fingers around his cock again, stroking him a few times before she positioned against him. And he knew he should stop her… slow down… but it felt… so much better, and his skin was on fire as his flesh throbbed painfully in her grasp. And he couldn't breathe… "Not wasting another… s-second," she purred, claiming his mouth roughly as she took him, impaling herself onto him with a possessive growl against his lips.

It took everything in him not to spill immediately when she arched with a deep, satisfied mewl. Then, she clawed at his shoulders as her cunt quivered, adjusting around his flesh.

"G-gods… sooo good…" he gasped breathlessly, drowning in the feeling, digging his fingers into her hips as he shook in need of friction. "A-are you… o-okay?" he almost whined, struggling to keep still… not twist around and press her down… pound into her furiously… as he was dying to do.

"G-good, is not…" she whimpered, raising around him slowly, and he was sure he was going to die at the sight of pure pleasure on her beautiful face as she bit her lips to choke down her whimpers. "…how I w-would…" she gasped, pushing back down again, and he whined desperately at the feeling – panting for air as she chuckled breathlessly and pushed against his chest to force him back to the mattress. He gave in – not like he had a choice with her strength – and couldn't regret that when she near-violently pulled her shirt off over her head. "…describe it, Raha," she finished on a rumbling purr, leaning over him and bracing her hands around his head.

He used it immediately to curl his hands greedily around her breasts, kneading supple flesh and enjoying her gasp and how the insides clenched around his cock.

"You're… s-so beautiful," he growled, then choked on a whimper when she lifted again, her dark-purple eyes focused sharply on his face as she started to ride him as if she'd done it a million times before… which would be probably accurate if the dreams… counted… and it felt… gods… How was he supposed to… last?

"We fit, then," she giggled breathlessly, shaking with need as she sped up, and quickly her movements grew jerky and erratic. And knowing her as he did… she was already close, as she soon mewled and whimpered helplessly, fisting her hands in the sheets until his ears twitched when the material tore loudly. "B-Because… you're sooo… gorgeous, Ra-Raha," she leaned in, resting her forehead against his shoulder as she ground down on his cock, almost weeping with pleasure… and it was too much… not enough…

He snarled and rolled them around in a flash, rutting into her furiously as she cried out and coiled her legs around him possessively, purring loudly and almost choking on it as she rocked eagerly to take him. And before long, she was whining his name as she shook and her tight cunt spasmed around his dick. Her nails dug painfully in his back when she arched under him with a choked shout and came. And he couldn't help but follow, gasping for the too thin air and choking down his own cry as he pumped into her roughly, slowing down gradually as his cock throbbed, painting her insides in thick spurts. And the numb thought that it was real… the implication of it… had his hand clench, and he pulled her tight around his cock, grinding into her slowly. Of course, she wasn't fertile – he could smell it on her… but still… one day…

And if her soft, content mewls of approval were anything to go by… and the way she tightened her legs around his waist, purring loudly and pressing against him harder… she had a similar thought. Then, when he leaned in with a gasp and nuzzled against her shoulder, she pawed at his back possessively, tilting her head meaningfully with a soft, inviting purr.

The last step, he thought and had to bite back a wide, happy grin. The final step and she will be genuinely, really his… In the body, the same as she always belonged to him in their shared dreams. And he hers… as it was always meant to be.

"I love you, Surr," he whispered and parted his lips with a quiet growl, letting his teeth close around that tempting spot.

"Love you too, Raha," she purred, carding her fingers in his hair. "Now… make me yours," she chuckled, but he could feel how she shivered with anticipation. Her purr grew louder and insistent. "For real… and for always."

With pleasure, he would love to say… but instead, he bit down hard and moaned into her skin when the copper taste tinged with her addictive flavor filled his mouth. She whimpered softly, shaking uncontrollably as she tilted his head without breaking his bite and reflected it – her low growl ringing in his ears when he felt the pull of her soul… and knew no more.

She blinked with surprise, almost stumbling as she was suddenly standing… and looked around with wide-eyed confusion. This was… new.

She was in some sort of a room… surrounded by blue, intricately carved walls and without a roof. The blinding, unnaturally bright sky loomed over her – shimmering with light's reflexes. It was beautiful yet also somehow unnerving.

"What… is this?" gasped Raha at her side, and she looked up at him with a frown. If she didn't make it… and he also didn't pull it from some… book or something, then…?

"Welcome to my Empire," a low, familiar chuckle had her twirl around and gasp as she spotted a robbed figure on top of a… throne…? A spiky cowl was casting a shadow over his features as he leaned his cheek against this palm, but she would recognize those pretty lips anywhere… "Took you long enough."

"Raha…?" she murmured, and completely ignoring the fact that she was completely naked – it did feel normal inside the Dreamscape – she stepped toward him while looking around with confusion. "What… is this?" she repeated after her mate, looking at him again with raised eyebrows.

She frowned and gasped when suddenly she was clothed in what she wore in the real world… and Raha behind her growled softly in a warning.

"Shame," his older version chuckled again, then straightened with a sigh. And this blatant display of the ownership… as much as it thrilled her at some level, made her also almost choke down on a whimper when his… pain spiked – because somehow she could feel him again - though visible part of his face didn't even twitch. Was that the reason for this strange attire? To hide his feelings? "But if you're free… I wished to discuss something," he just said calmly, in an even tone – as if she couldn't feel his rising agitation.

He said time flows differently for him… did that mean he spent that time trying to… forget her? Did he want to… hide from her? She… didn't like that. He was still... hers.

Her frown grew more pronounced when she stopped right in front of him, almost touching his knees as she narrowed her eyes and unceremoniously grabbed the hem of his cowl and pushed it back off his head.

"Better," she cooed right into surprised, crimson irises. "No idea what this whole thing is about, Raha… but you won't be hiding from me," she purred, then leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on his cheek. Despite everything… "You're mine," she whispered, closing her eyes and resting her forehead against his. Wishing with all of her heart and soul to soothe his pain.

"Always," he breathed barely audibly… and her heart clenched at how sad he sounded. At how delicate was his touch when he raised his hands and carefully wrapped them around her jaw.

"Surr..." her Raha whispered behind her with uncertainty. Though she knew it was wrong because he didn't yet… agree to this, she couldn't help herself but wrap her palms around the cheeks of his older, miserable version who needed her so much it was crushing her soul… and to his surprise, claim his pretty lips in a gentle, soothing kiss. Pet his ears and hair delicately when he moaned softly in obvious pleasure and, using his grip, pulled her against him harder, with evident desperation as his mouth quickly grew aggressive, devouring her lips greedily.

And now she could feel it… the instant spike of arousal of her Raha – and she hoped she wasn't pushing it… too much, too soon… but despite him just fucking her senseless in the real world… She was instantly, painfully turned on. By his arousal and his other version's need that also poured over her senses now. And it felt insane… and sooo naughty… decadent, truly. And when she pushed slightly against his shoulders, he – this Raha – leaned back with no resistance, panting harshly and his crimson eyes so unbearably beautiful as they burned with lust, focusing on her lips as he licked his nervously. His hands clenched hard now in his lap as if he barely stopped himself from pulling her back to him. And it was so… hot! How he needed… wanted her… and the thought that her Raha was watching…

"I think…" she whispered softly, smoothing her thumbs over the rough material of his robe. "…I would like to… be shared," she admitted with a dark blush and a coy smirk, fluttering her lashes when his eyes shot up to hers and widened impossibly. "But as arousing as… my Raha finds it – he's still on the fence about it," she pouted and looked over her shoulder, smiling reassuringly at her mate when he twitched and looked away… with a dark blush. So unbearably… cute!

But if she wanted to achieve something here… and she did, with a growing determination… Couldn't have him embarrassed about enjoying this… show.

"Would you let me… try something?" she whispered toward him older version, wiggling her eyebrows playfully and smirking when he also blushed and swallowed thickly.

"Anything you like, Surr…" he breathed, holding her gaze. How did she ever deserve such a beautiful man to want her… this much?

She didn't know, but she wanted to reward him for that. And hopefully, turn on her version of him so much… he won't be able to resist. That he… gets over his inhibitions. She had sooo many completely depraved ideas already swirling around her thoughts… That turned her on even more until she felt like she'll burn with it – and she let both of them feel that. Surr didn't dare to look back when they both gasped, but if this Raha's expression was any indication when he quickly peered over her shoulder… and a slight smirk danced on his gorgeous lips – it was promising, to say the least.

"The last time, as I told him," she said in a teasing tone, fluttering her lashes and dragging her hands slowly down the front of his intricate-looking robe. "I had this… idea completely consume my imagination," she pouted, knowing he had a weakness for that expression on her face. And to her pleasure, his gaze immediately narrowed on her lips, and his eyes flared with hunger.

"An… idea?" he whispered, then cleared his throat – probably noticing how breathy he sounded… and she shivered because she always adored his voice. Especially when it got like this. And when another spike of arousal melted away echoes of his pain. And her mate felt no less turned on than her – probably already guessing where she was heading with this. And he didn't protest… though she could as well feel his uncertainty. A hint of apprehension, as if he thought he should hate this.

That… she needed to be gone. Between them, there was no place for shame and worrying about what was… proper and what was not. If something felt good – and didn't hurt anyone – why not… indulge?

"Yeah," she purred, leaning in and nuzzling her cheek against his affectionately – delighting in how he shivered and returned the gesture – though with uncertainty. As if… he wasn't used to that anymore, which also had to change. Future version or not… he was her soulmate, and she won't have his natural needs neglected. Not when she knew too well how over-abundant his need for affection was always after how people around him behaved during their days. Her beautiful, gentle Raha… only yearned to be wanted, loved. And if his version of her was as determined as her to fulfill his needs… she certainly wouldn't be worse!

Excuses - whispered some dark part of her mind - you just want them both to fuck you. You want to find out if both could exhaust your boundless stamina. At least be honest about it.

She blushed involuntarily at the thought… but it wasn't very far from the truth. What her Raha didn't realize yet… didn't really have a chance before they seemingly passed out after bonding – her unnatural stamina was… pretty crazy. It wasn't noticeable here – since they both never tired anyway – but for her… in the real world was pretty much the same. So she was a little bit worried that when he really notice it… it'll overwhelm him. Or see her as… strange. A freak. Which she was, really… but the thought he would think of her like that…

"Surr?" his older version frowned, delicately touching her chin. She blinked hard and almost slapped herself for getting so… distracted. There will be… time to worry about that later. Now… she was on a mission. A… quest! To ease both versions of her gorgeous mate into fucking her senseless… Here, at least.

"Sorry," she smiled sheepishly, grabbing his hand and hissing the middle of his palm. "Got lost in thoughts, love."

He chuckled softly, and she grinned, nuzzling her cheek against his palm. She really preferred when he felt like this – almost… content. Aroused by her proximity… but letting her control the situation. She hoped it would change if she managed to get what she wanted. He felt… more confident. More… dominant. And that was… intoxicating. In the real world, she was stronger than anybody else, and in the Dreamscape, her mate enjoyed letting her lead in their mating. Always did… and she felt too… embarrassed about wishing he would turn it on her. She was a Warrior of Light, after all… How would he look at her if he… knew?

"So," she hummed, lightly clearing her throat. "My idea was… If you would both like it, I mean…" she fluttered her lashes, and let go of his hand, bracing both of hers on the crystalline surface around his hips. Smiling when he leaned back slightly to accommodate her. Eager. That was… promising, but she supposed it's not him who she should worry about. His younger version remained silent – but she could feel his rising agitation. She needed to speed it along before he decided he was uncomfortable sharing. At least show him how it… could be before his inhibitions won. "…would you mind, my future Raha, if I would suck your cock," she stated without a shade of shame, making her clothes melt away. "And if my Raha… likes to see it, he'll fuck me while I do so?" she purposefully accented his claim to soothe his need but at the same time sent a coy smirk at his older version. Letting both feel her desire for the prospect.

"Oh?" he chuckled, but his gaze immediately narrowed at her mouth and grew sooo dark and hungry that her insides quivered with anticipation. Especially when his younger self didn't immediately protest. Instead, she felt him grow near until he smoothed his hands delicately across her hips. "You must know… I would absolutely love it, Surr… But are you sure you're up to that?" he asked delicately, looking up over her shoulder. "That's quite a… jump."

"She wants it," she heard from behind her. "And I'm… curious. Surprisingly… watching you two last time… was h-hot… but… I'm not sure… I can… share her. But if she wants it… It wouldn't be f-fair to not at least… try. Not if I don't find it as… disturbing as I probably… sh-should."

"Fair," his crimson-eyed version hummed, dropping his gaze to hers again. Then he smirked mischievously, and her heart stuttered helplessly at sight. "I remember being quite uncertain when you started to wish for more… experimenting. More… kinky play."

"I did?" she purred, grinning involuntarily as she made his pretty robes disappear, and suddenly he was as naked as her, reclining under her in the crystalline… chair? Throne? And visibly aroused already.

"Oh, certainly," he chuckled, lifting his hand to tangle his fingers in her hair. "I guess… you didn't get to that point yet."

"Guess not," she giggled, wiggling her eyebrows playfully and growing beyond excited. So hoping… her Raha likes it. Wants more. One way to find out…

Without much warning, she backed away slightly and lowered, pretty much bending in half as she pressed her bottom against her mate – feeling he was still clothed – and swiped her tongue from the base of his older version's cock to its tip, purring in delight when he gasped and his hand fisted in her hair, shaking slightly.

"It's been… a while," he chuckled sheepishly, with his other hand petting her ear. "Can't promise… I'll last."

"Don't worry," she smirked, looking up and shivered, seeing his pupils dilate, almost swallowing crimson irises. "I'm going to make up for that time, love. Feel free to come as much as you like," she grinned sharply at his gasp, then, without a preamble, wrapped her mouth around his cock and set to swallow him whole, as he always liked. Purring with delight when her Raha's hands clenched around her hips, and maybe involuntarily, he slowly rutted against her bottom. That felt… amazing. So naughty, as his older version choked out a whine, and his dick throbbed noticeably on her tongue as its head hit the back of her throat. She relaxed it, taking as much as she could without gagging, and was rewarded with another gasp and desperate whimper. Loving that despite all – he was as responsive as ever. Loving it even more when his hand tightened in her hair and he started to pull her head up and down on his engorged flesh, jerking slightly below her as he soon fucked her mouth in earnest.

"G-gods… almost forgot…" he whispered breathlessly. "H-how much… I always, ah… loved your… m-mouth, Surr."

She purred at the praise, and he arched slightly with a choked groan at the sensation. And making him utter those delicious sounds… was a reward in itself. Feeling his pleasure build up quickly as she worked her throat delicately around his flesh on each pass… was wonderful. As it always was. But when she felt it… as her Raha's cock slowly pressed inside her from behind and his fingers dug into her skin… that was heaven. Had to be.

"You were… right," he chuckled, smoothing his hand up her back and delicately forcing her lower. She rewarded him by loosely wrapping her tail around his waist, whimpering softly and almost choking on a dick in her mouth when another slammed into her roughly up to the hilt. "This is… fun," he gasped, letting his hand move around her chest and curl around her breast, pinching her nipple and making her gasp at the overwhelming sensations. She was sure it would feel good… but that was the understatement of the Era! "I can… f-feel how much you… like it, love. And it feels… amazing. As it always… does," he whispered, then started to roll his hips slowly, teasingly, and she almost expired. Gasping and mewling in bliss while still trying to stay focused on the hard flesh throbbing on her tongue on each rough pass now. "But… being able to… f-fuck you like this…."

"Feels… m-marvelous," his crimson-eyed counterpart drawled. She purred harder when he pulled her head down roughly around his cock and came with a choked groan, shaking and jerking slightly while she swallowed eagerly around it, trying to breathe while her Raha sped up, making her bounce slightly up and down as he soon fucked her near-violently. Growling and groaning quietly… and the sounds had her burn alive, especially when the flesh in her mouth when near immediately hard again with her movements when she made sure to suck on each bounce. "G-gods…" he groaned loudly, and she purred with approval when he shuddered and near instantly went back to fucking her mouth, whimpering delicately in over-stimulation.

As much as she wished… she couldn't take it for long. The sensations, feeling, and hearing their pleasure – the depravity of this – was too much. Soon she was coming with mewls and whimpers, almost gagging this time when his older version groaned weakly and came again, shooting thick ropes of seed down her throat. She was shuddering violently when her Raha stilled against her bottom with a choked snarl – coming as well when her muscles spasmed around his dick, milking him greedily. Finally, gasping, he leaned forward, and she felt him press against her back and nuzzle against her neck with a loud, sated purr.

She pulled back, lapping delicately at the spent cock by her mouth as she rested her cheek against his hip, humming in satisfaction when his crimson-eyed version petted her ears and hair affectionately.

"Wow," she finally gasped when she could catch her breath – giggled when she heard how hoarse she sounded. "That was… wow."

"Enjoyed it, love?" his older version chuckled, rubbing the shell of her ear in his fingers, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Very… much," she gasped again, then whimpered softly when her Raha pulled out, raising from her back. She peered at him over her shoulder with uncertainty. Did he… regret that? As if to reassure her, he smiled, then chuckled a bit sheepishly as he swatted her bottom delicately.

"Just don't want to squish you, love," he sighed, then stretched, and she was immediately hypnotized by the play of the muscles under his skin. Instantly turned on again as well. And almost whimpered in embarrassment when he looked at her with a hint of surprise in his red-cyan eyes, certainly feeling her arousal. "…already?"

"You're… b-beautiful," she stammered helplessly, then giggled a bit sheepishly as she rose on her arms and looked at his older version, who looked thoughtfully debauched like this – crimson eyes half-lidden in bliss and his pretty lips bruised as he probably bit on them at some point… and her arousal instantly shot over the roof. "B-both of you a-are," she sighed with pretend resignation, then leaned in and dragged her tongue from his navel up to his collarbone to crawl on top of him and straddle his waist.

"And your heightened senses are overloaded?" he chuckled in a raspy voice that literally had her swoon as he wrapped his hands around her thighs.

He… knew?

"Y-yeah…" she admitted sheepishly, then looked behind her and smiled coyly. "You mind… taking turns now, my Raha?"

He looked uncertain for a moment… then sighed and dropped to the ground, sitting cross-legged and resting his elbows on his knees.

"So long I get mine," he chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows meaningfully.

"Oh… I'm sooo far from being spent," she laughed out loud, then turned back to his older version. "If you're… game?" she purred, dragging her nails down his chest and wrapping her fingers around his quickly hardening flesh. "I can see… at least that part of you is still interested."

"I'm all yours," he gasped, arching slightly. Then he purred in an invitation, smoothing his hands up and down her thighs. "However you… want me."

"Marvelous," she cooed, then bracing her hands against the crystalline surface behind his back and promptly impaled herself on his cock with a whimper. "T-this is going to be… sooo much f-fun."

"Twelve… you were really holding out on me," G'raha gasped, falling limply against the soft surface – at some point, someone… probably Surr, turned their surroundings into their nest – and he was pretty glad for that, reclining against the pillows certainly felt better than cold crystal from before. He still wasn't sure what that place was supposed to be – that his counterpart created… but he wasn't a fan. Though… the throne was kind of fun, for a while.

Surr giggled sheepishly at his comment, leaning comfortably against his older version's chest. She finally looked and felt sated, purring delicately as she gladly let his… twin hold her – and maybe G'raha would mind it more… if he wasn't completely, utterly spent and more than a bit confused. He was sure it should feel wrong. And yet… it didn't. Maybe because somehow… he could feel his counterpart's emotions this time.

And it was what confused him the most. But as he looked at him… being so… content while resting his chin on her shoulder and seemingly just happy to hold her… it was… nice. Like a pleasant hum in the back of his head. Not exactly how he felt Surr – a bubbling spring of energy most of the time – but more like a calm… stream. Did he feel for her like that?

Curious now, he lazily moved around and rested his head in her lap, purring with contentment when she immediately went to comb her fingers through his hair - and asked that.

"Huh?" she frowned slightly, looking down at him with surprise. "What do you mean? So you can feel him…?"

"Yeah," he said, closing his eyes and enjoying her touch. "Since we appeared here… this time, at least."

"Oh?" his counterpart hummed in consideration, and G'raha didn't have to open his eyes to know he was frowning. He felt his confusion. "Well, I do not feel you – same as before."

"Maybe it's because we mated… properly," he chuckled, still unable to contain his happiness at that development. "Before we passed out, I mean."

"You… did?" the other him hummed… and G'raha felt his instant spike of jealousy – though it disappeared quickly as if he stifled it with determination. Not that he blamed him, he thought… if his Surr died before he even got a chance to… indeed hold her? Now – knowing the real bliss of it – how could he resent him for that?

"Y-yeah," she stammered nervously, and when he peered through his lashes, she was soothingly smoothing her free hand over his bicep when his arms wrapped under her breasts. "Raha arrived in Limsa Lominsa this afternoon – and I went to pick him up. Despite him lying about it to make it a surprise," she giggled softly, tossing him an amused look when he pouted at the reminder. "Predictably – didn't take us long to land in the nearest bed… and consummate our bond."

"I see," he sighed, nuzzling against her neck and taking a deep breath before looking down on him again over her shoulder. "But why it would make you… feel me?"

"No idea," he closed his eyes again. "But… that's the only difference I can think of – from the previous time, I mean."

"That reminds me…." Surr giggled suddenly, scratching at the back of his ear, and when he peered at her again, she smiled at him before turning her head to his other version. "You wanted to talk about something… before?" she blushed adorably, and he barely stopped himself from snorting. She had some nerve to act shy after the last few bells! "No idea… how long we will still be here," she added with another giggle, tossing him a glare – sensing his incredulity.

"Ah, yeah…" his older version chuckled, tightening his arms around her slightly, and he could feel his resentment at the thought of parting with her – especially now. "Do you have some… way of communicating with Hydealyn, love? I know you… meet her a few times, at least."

"How do you…? Ah, nevermind. Known in the future, I guess," she sighed with a slight roll of her eyes. "But no, sorry. I did hear her occasionally. But that was veeery one-sided type of thing. When she deemed to speak to me."

"Oh," he sighed with an obvious disappointment. "Too much to hope for, I guess… But I might… need your help, Surr. Sooner than I planned to ask for it."

"Anything, darling," she purred, nuzzling her cheek against his… and G'raha snickered mercilessly when his counterpart blushed, blinking at her with a hint of surprise. She giggled at that as well, sighed, and lifted her free hand against his cheek. "It's about your plan of… saving me?"

G'raha froze up immediately, brutally reminded about that whole… issue. And his twin claim that 'only he' could stop whatever was coming to take her away from him… them.

"Yeah," crimson eyes narrowed as they met his, and they exchanged determined stares before he looked at her again and pressed a delicate kiss on her cheek. "What do you know about the Reflections, love?"