"Love is always the same in any language I once heard.", Phillippe chuckled. "At the end of the day, people have done it since the beginning of time.". He wrapped his arms around her and gave her butt cheeks a nice soft squeeze, "Just the smell of lust and hearing them, almost makes me want to go for another round with you.".
Silvergrace giggled softly, "I couldn't blame you there. We can find the house once we spend a couple of hours at the feast, deal?", and Phillippe grinned with a nod, "Deal.".
Stormfire called out, "Ah, there you are. Apologizes for the show, Phillippe, but we were in the mood while waiting.", and the couple looked back to see Thunderwolf give out a grunt as Stormfire looked at them, "Thunderwolf, we have company. Are you done?".
Thunderwolf smiled with a nod as he gently pulled out, "That was the last of it...I pray that you'd get pregnant, my love.", moving a tad backwards to let Stormfire slide down the wall and land down on her feet. Stormfire smiled, "I have hope too, darling. Let's not be late to hear our people's announcements.".
Thunderwolf nodded, and the couple murmured in agreement to Stormfire's last comment, and so, the quartet left the spot, finally walking into the clearing, unknowing that Silvergrace's wish for a baby sibling is coming true within Stormfire's womb as one determined sperm of Thunderwolf and Stormfire's egg are working together to create a fetus.
"Might be fully right about that then. At least your mother will know how it feels this time." Phillippe whispered as they walked on behind the older couple.
Silvergrace whispered back with a little smile, "I love it when you are optimistic.", before they made it to the area in front of the bonfire, and turned around to face the villagers, with Phillippe's family off to the side.
Thunderwolf smiled proudly, "Some of you may have heard my mate calling out for me. To reassure Phillippe's sister and her mate, free love is very strong here, and it's normal to be mating anytime, anyplace. Stormfire and I have been in the mind to get pregnant once my daughter discovers her mate, and now since she had, much to our joy, we have been trying for it just a few minutes ago, and so with hope, there's a chance that my mate gets pregnant.".
Cheers and whistles fill the clearing, and Stormfire smiled widely, "I thank you for the support, and I pray for a pregnancy. Now, we have received a report that there have been four births today, two boys and two girls. New parents and babies, please come forward and announce your children, in order.".
Fogdawn and Sunleap with their new daughter steps forward, and with smiles, Fogdawn presents his newborn daughter, "My chief and chiefess, I present to you, my new daughter, Bluepaw of the Baryonyx clan!".
Thunderwolf smiles approvingly, "That's a fine name. She will be a great warrior in the future, no doubt about it.", and Stormfire nods in agreement, "Well done, Fogdawn and Sunleap. Thank you for your announcement.".
Sunleap smiles brightly, "Much thanks, Thunderwolf and Stormfire.", stepping back into the seats with Fogdawn and Bluepaw, rejoining Mudblaze, Riverlily, Flamepaw, Rainpaw, and little Hazelpaw.
The rest of the parents with their new babies took their turns, and at the end of it, the crowd echoes the new babies' names with joy and care, and now it's time for the ceremony.
Thunderwolf calls out, "Now it's time to bring into the tribe, a new warrior who had done a great feat this day, a man of great strength. Phillippe, please come forward to receive your warrior name.".
Phillippe took a deep breath as he walked forward and smiled at Thunderwolf. "If it's alright with you, my mate, Silvergrace, and I had come up with a name by ourselves, but of course, despite only just arriving, I respect the traditions and will happily accept whatever it is you have for me, oh, mighty chief.", he said.
"He's already gone quite native.", Tristan pointed out as he, Esme, Susan and Robert were all together. "I think he's found a more fitting place than on the surface.", Robert suggested.
"Hopefully he'll still keep in touch.", Susan said as she almost was going to cry at the thought. "Don't worry, Mama, you'll never truly lose him no matter what.", Esme said.
Susan nodded, "You're right, Esme. Family is family, no matter what.", watching with a tearful smile, happy for her son. Thunderwolf raised an eyebrow in curiosity, "Truly? I am curious to hear it.".
"Well, the suggestion would be Lionheart, sir.", Phillippe said. "Though, if you have another one, that would be fine; we thought that could be a name for our future son if we have one.".
Thunderwolf side glanced at Stormfire who gave him a tiny nod, and Thunderwolf looked at Phillippe with a serious look, "What are you, if not a warrior or a man?".
Phillippe looked him proud in the face before saying, "A believer of life.". Thunderwolf blinked softly, and smiled lightly in approval before turning serious again, "Do you swear to uphold your family, your home, your pride and love in your warrior name as long as it takes?".
"I do, sir, I swear on my life until it finally leaves from my body to uphold all that has been said.", Phillippe declared.
Silvergrace's heart swelled at Phillippe's answer, glad to hear that he has gone the best sincere way ever.
Thunderwolf nodded, "You have spoken well, young warrior.", now looking forward to the people, with Phillippe standing by his side, facing them as well, "From this day onwards, before the Eternal Earth Tribe, in my presence, I now give the name of Lionheart to this warrior, and so it shall be, Lionheart of the T-Rex clan!".
Phillippe smiled as Silvergrace ran up to him and took him into a loving embrace as there was loud cheers from the tribe. "Easy, love, not too hard, don't want to break me, do you?", he joked in her ear.
Silvergrace smiled lightly with a slight smirk, "You're too strong for breaking, Lionheart.", beaming proudly as she spoke the name for the first time.
Thunderwolf announced, "And now, it's Lionheart's turn to light up the bonfire!", holding up a torch that Stormfire handed over to him after sparking it on with a couple of sharp rocks.
Phillippe grabbed the torch that he was given and went over to the nearby bonfire where he lit it up, the pile of wood bursting into a mass of flames.
Stormfire announced with a wide smile, "Let the feast begin!", and the tribe cheered, heading off to the spread of food and drinks while taking on conversations and multiple times of mating in different areas of the clearing.
"Congrats, Lionheart.", Robert said as he patted his son on his back. "You'll still always be Phillippe to us.", Susan kissed him on the cheek as she hugged him.
Phillippe/Lionheart smiled widely, "Thanks, Papa and Mama.", before being slugged playfully by Esme, "Way to go, big bro.".
Tristan nodded, "Yeah, Lionheart is perfect for ya!", and Silvergrace soon cuddled into her mate's side, "I'm glad that you all approve.", smiling at the family.
"One thing you should already know, love, is that my family tends to approve a lot of things. I think we proved that this past day with how accepting you two have been about how quick your children have consummated their loves.". Phillippe chuckled.
Robert laughed lightly, "We have kinda seen this coming, it was bound to happen sooner or later for you, Phillippe, or Esme. But all the same, this family is used to crazy stuff anyhow.".
Silvergrace nodded, "That would explain a lot.", before they saw the family of Fogdawn, Sunleap, Rainpaw, and little Bluepaw coming over.
Fogdawn smiled warmly, "It's nice to meet the son of Robert and Susan, and what a wonderful name too! Lionheart suits you well since we have heard the story from Driftclaw.".
Phillippe/Lionheart smiled warmly, "Gee, thanks. You must be the famous Fogdawn that Papa mentioned, with a bit from Silvergrace here. Much congrats with your daughter. Bluepaw is adorable, and her name suits her perfectly, thanks to her eyes.".
Fogdawn chuckled softly, "Oh, actually, two meanings for her name. One is the one you said, for her eyes, and two, she was born in a water birth at the pond which is crystal clear blue.".
Tristan blinked in surprise, "Really? A water birth?", and Sunleap nodded, "My mate wanted an easier birth this time after having Rainpaw here the natural way on the bed. A water birth is more relaxing on the body, and easier to push as well. You just have to be quick and careful, that's all.".
Esme blinked in confusion as she looked over Fogdawn, "Er, but how come you still have your, er, 'womanhood'?", seeing the intact vagina behind Fogdawn's manhood.
Fogdawn smiled lightly, "That's because I am born with it, just like my son here.", referring to Rainpaw who has the same thing, "You see, I had two male parents myself, gays as you call them, and my father, who gave birth to me, he was born with it, so it's a genetic thing. Same thing for lesbian and polyamorous mates as well. See?", gesturing to the nearby spots where the mating chaos is happening.
One lesbian couple is rutting, and Esme could see the top female having a 'manhood', pumping it into her mate. And in another spot, a polyamorous family is mating, with one female on her back, being pumped by a male, and behind the male who has a vagina in addition to his manhood, is a female pumping into him with a 'manhood'.
"Quantonium sure has many effects on the body.", Tristan admitted as he looked over himself, wondering if he already had enough exposure to it for him to also end up becoming pregnant or if he and Esme were still 'familiar' enough in terms of how they always had been taught about human mating.
"Parts of this family can certainly confirm that.", Susan gave a light chuckle as she rubbed Robert's belly. "I wonder if our child and yours, Silvergrace, will be as close as siblings with their age.".
"Even though they'll be an aunt or uncle to the other.", Robert smiled as he leaned over to give his wife a kiss.
Silvergrace smiled, "That'd be quite a story to tell them once they're older.", rubbing her belly softly, and Phillippe joined her with a grin, "I could easily believe it as they'd ask for it as a bedtime story or something.".
Fogdawn chuckled lightly, "And perhaps all of them could find their mate down here or up there on the surface...Age doesn't matter much down here for I have a few friends who are a tad younger than their mates. Why, I bet Mudblaze didn't tell you that he was born a year later after Riverlily, hmm?".
Sunleap chuckled, "I could believe that perhaps Bluepaw would have a mate in one of your sons.".
"We actually have quite some age differences back on the surface; for multiple reasons.", Robert explained. "Not just a year or so, but sometimes decades in difference; though in some of those cases, it's not really love as it's more greed in some more well-known cases.".
"Like we mentioned before;" Susan said. "Soulmates are quite less likely considering the vast numbers of humans on the surface, plus plenty of other reasons.".
Rainpaw blinked softly, "Excuse me, Mister Robert, but what's greed?".
Robert exhaled lightly, "You're 13 years old, right?", and at Rainpaw's nod, Robert then spoke, "Greed is a dark hole that many, many people are deep inside, ignoring family and friends for their greed. Some people go for dangerous drinks, drinks that makes you insane while some people go for money like gold or silver, wanting to be popular and famous.",
"In the case of marriage aka mating, there are several men who only cares for hurting women, several women who only cares for their men's money and popularity, and in extreme cases, either a man or a woman is desperate to be free, so there's forms of bad death, and I mean, not the kind of peaceful deaths, and that's more than enough for those people to go away for good, in places that contain them from going back to the outside world.".
"Papa, let's maybe keep some of those things to ourselves.", Phillippe walked up and whispered to him. "I understand we need to answer him, but let's not be the ones to spoil paradise here.".
"I agree with Phillippe.", Esme said. "I'd hate to feel like I was somehow responsible for starting a path to suffering."
Robert nodded. "Sorry, you're right, but I thought I should at least mention how much different the surface world is from here.", he apologized.
Rainpaw scoffed, "Greed sounds really stupid! I love Flamepaw, and when we become warriors, he'll mate me officially! And I love my family, and I love my little sister too!".
Fogdawn smiled, "That's the spirit there, son! And I appreciate the explanation, Robert. Teenagers Rainpaw's age has questions.".
Susan whispered to Robert, "Thank you for not mentioning about the shipping thing.", still having a vivid memory of the trafficking incident she'd discovered, but gratefully, she has been keeping track of the kids who has grown into adults over the years, with General Monger's help.
Robert sent a small smile at Susan, and looked at Fogdawn, "I'm glad you understand, Fogdawn. Shall we get some food and have some fun?".
"Yeah, I'm starving.", Tristan chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Esme. "I still won't get used to the fact that I'm a bit bigger than normal, you know.".
"You could always shrink a few feet and let things get back to a bit normal.", she teased him back. Tristan laughed lightly, "And be the matador in an arena of bulls? Nah. I think I'll save that back in the bedroom.", whispering the last part to Esme who giggled.
Silvergrace looked around and grinned to herself as she saw her parents mating once more in the distance on one of the benches near the bonfire. She knew that her parents wanted to be extremely sure, and she couldn't blame them if they do an amount of rounds this night.
"Not even going to enjoy the results of my hunt before going at it again?", Phillippe said as he wrapped his arm around Silvergrace. "I thought they would have first bite of the hunt or something like that.".
Silvergrace smiled softly, "Actually, they're entitled to have a first bite of the hunt to make sure it's perfect for the village at the time it was done being cooked, and a Three-horn takes about three hours to cook in different ways. So, from the looks of your hunt, it was done cooked about 30 minutes ago, so they had a bite at the time we were leaving Crystal Cove.".
Silvergrace chuckled lightly, "Can you blame them, love? You heard Father. They just wanted to be absolutely sure, so this night is their chance to do it, many times as long as they could.".
"Well, thank you for clarifying that, Gracey.", Phillippe smiled as he kissed her forehead. "I thought I may have done something wrong or something.", he said as the two of them grabbed some meat and moved away from everyone. "Well, that went off fairly well, didn't it?".
Silvergrace smiled warmly, "Yes, the ceremony was perfect. You did great, Philly.", before taking a bite and eating before gulping it down, "And you have caught an excellent three-horn. I saw the injury when you brought it down before Father. It must have gotten into a fight with another three-horn quite recently as the injury wasn't even a day old. The feast cooks have done well. The meat's delicious.".
"Well, I was keeping in mind of not trying to harm the young or healthy ones, I thought the wound was bad enough it might not pull through, so I got it.", Phillippe explained as he took a few bites. "Wow, that tastes good.", he said as he quickly went to town on the meat.
Silvergrace chuckled lightly, "Good thinking, my love.", before resuming to focus on eating the meat. The two of them quietly enjoyed their meal before they finally finished and once more, they were making their way back to the cove where they planned to enjoy the night together there.
Silvergrace smiled softly, "Love, I'd rather not walk for a long time. We could just find our house here which only takes 10 minutes at best.".
"It's your fault.", Phillippe teased her. "You're the one who showed me quite the most amazing place I've ever seen with my own eyes. Besides, if you've got a problem with walking, I can easily carry you if you wish."
Silvergrace purred softly, "Oh, you are stubborn. I like that. Say, can you still shift to your small size or something in between?".
"Pretty sure I can.", Phillippe said before he grabbed her and started holding her bridal style. "Why? Do you got something yourself in mind for that?", he grinned as he easily carried her with ease.
Silvergrace smiled lightly, "I've wondered what it could feel like if you are on my breasts. Somewhere of a size where I don't want to hurt you but want to enjoy.".
"Oh, I see what you're saying.", Phillippe smiled as he kissed her cheek. "Well, I'd be more than happy to do that for you when we get back to the cove. Right now, though, I just want to keep carrying you all the way there.".
Silvergrace leaned her head on Phillippe's shoulder as she held into Phillippe warmly, "You have a great memory. You know the way now, huh?".
"Yeah, I think so. I always was good at remembering things.", Phillippe chuckled. "Though, feel free to tell me if I'm going the wrong way.", he asked her as the two of them crossed another group of large branches that had fallen to the ground.
Silvergrace smiled, "I'll do you one better. Will your nose to take the instinct of your T-Rex sense, and you'll be bound to smell our scents from our earlier walk. Think of it as a trail.".
Phillippe thought about it for a few moments as he took in a deep smell before he suddenly found the familiar smells of their earlier path. "Oh, that works too. Thanks for reminding me there, love.", he pecked her on the cheek.
Silvergrace giggled softly, "I'd be always at your side for you're my mate, but of course, there's individual time for you and me. After all, there will be times for you to learn about being a chief when you're on patrol with Father, and times for me to just relax for now as I'm a mother. Even first-month mothers are banned from taking up part of the hunting parties for the day...There were two incidents long ago with mothers who were hunting...One of them took a horn to the stomach when she was down...and the second one sometime later on, she took a tail lashing from a longneck when she was aiming for the neck.", exhaling with a sigh.
"I'm guessing it went bad in a way.", Phillippe said. "I thought Papa said that your parents said it had been so many ages when the tribe was last really threatened or harmed by the dinosaurs."
Silvergrace nodded, "Your father was right. The two incidents happened when we were barely starting out, like in the first thousand years of settlement, about...what did he say, several million years ago or so. And the incidents caused miscarriage. Oh, the mothers were able to carry again, thanks to the Quantonium healing them well enough, but the rule became set in, by my many-times grandfather.".
"Ah, I see.", Phillippe nodded. "I thought it was much more recent history and all.", he said as the two of them found themselves already back near the cove. "Hope you didn't mind if I picked up the pace and all, I was just wanting us to enjoy our little private spot sooner rather than later.", he chuckled.
Silvergrace purred softly, "Our little private spot, huh? I like the sound of that. Can you please let me down now?".
"Of course.", Phillippe purred right back to her as he let her down though he kept his hands on her hips. "You like feeling me so close to you right now?"
Silvergrace caressed his cheek lightly, "Oh, yes.", walking to the vine wall that hid Crystal Cove, brushing it to the side, and together, they stepped in, seeing the crystals shine silver now, thanks to the moonlight, with Phillippe moving the vines back in place.
Silvergrace turned around to face Phillippe, "Okay, please shift now.".
"To be honest, that's always been a dirty little dream of mine, but the only people I could do that with would be my mother and Esme... so that idea was always never going to happen.", Phillippe rubbed the back of his neck as he slowly started to shift back down once more.
Silvergrace watched him carefully, amazed to see her mate small like Tristan was. She lowered a hand for Phillippe, "Get on, so I can look at you easier.".
"As you wish.", Phillippe laughed as he got on her hand and awaited to be placed on her breasts. Silvergrace sat back, leaning back on her other arm as she bought Phillippe closer to her face, "Even when you're small, you're still handsome, my love.", and Phillippe blushed a bit bashfully at the comment.
Silvergrace laid back on the floor, gently placing Phillippe on her chest, and frowned slightly, "Can you grow a tad more to match them?", gesturing to her breasts.
"You want me to snuggle in them?", he smirked as he grew a bit before he squeezed in between them. "How does that feel?", he asked her.
Silvergrace moaned, "Perfect. Do your dirty little dream to me.". Phillippe started by kissing her skin as he gently moved himself against her body and tickled her skin.
Silvergrace gasped softly, "Oh, gods, yes, yes, Lionheart!", calling him once more by his warrior name.
"You like this, my Grace?", Phillippe asked as he kept on going with the pleasure as he played with her. His arousal was through the roof since this was always a deep dream of his that he finally could live out.
Silvergrace nodded furiously, "Oh, yes! Please ride my breasts!", feeling wet already. "You are an absolute wild woman, you know that?", Phillippe laughed as he climbed up onto one of her breasts and started to ride like she asked, as best as he could since he had never done anything like this before.
Silvergrace smiled proudly, "And I love it. You think Tristan and Esme is like us this way too?".
"I'm not sure.", Phillippe kissed her nipple. "I'm sure they've got their own way with things, for sure.".
"You think this is far enough away for us?", Tristan asked as he and Esme had wandered a bit of a distance away from the village to have their own fun. While the two of them were a bit more used to the lack of clothing, they still felt they weren't fully with the simply free loving like the rest of the village.
Esme nodded, "Yes, this is good. So, I always wanted to do the spooning method...Can we do that?", smiling softly at Tristan.
"Of course, my caring amazon.", Tristan kissed her on the bridge of her nose as the two wrapped around each other. "I take it you want me to be the one spooning you though since we couldn't do that before.".
Esme kissed him on the lips before she grinned, "Yes, please.". The two of them laid down on the ground in a nice little clearing where they laid on the soft earth and underground grass that felt extremely nice on their skin as Tristan kept his arms wrapped around his love as they laid in position.
"There, how does that feel right now? Something you've always kinda dreamed of?", Tristan chuckled as he gave her ear a few pecks with his lips. Esme sighed contently, "That feels good. Yes, this is perfect. Please fill me, Tristan.".
"Oh, you want to do that too?", Tristan asked as he felt his penis starting to stir the moment when she had said that. "Well, I suppose I better do as my future wife asks then.". Esme purred softly, "And that's why you are my future husband, love.".
"Okay then, well, where would you like me to please you then? Seem to be at an awkward position at the moment.", Tristan chuckled as his manhood was pressed against her lower back.
Esme looked over her shoulder with a smile, "Play with my breasts. I'll be ready eventually.". Tristan gently reached around and slowly started to massage his hands against her breasts, while his fingers carefully rubbed and pinched her nipples for a few moments as he softly kissed her neck.
Esme gasped and moaned at the sensations she's feeling, and she is slowly getting wet from all the pleasure, "Yes, Tristan, find my sensitive spots, make me beg for you!".
"One makes you think you'd want me to be rough with you, love.", Tristan chuckled as he kept on going, being slightly firmer with his touching as he continued to play with her.
Esme kept moaning and giving out pleasured whimpers at the increasing pleasure in the sensations she's feeling, and she soon felt that she's beyond wet, begging, "Tristan, please, I'm ready for you, fill me!".
"Okay then.", Tristan kissed her once more before he moved his waist until he was running his dick down her soft ass until he finally lined up with her dripping sex and slowly moved back to push it in.
Esme gasped in slight surprise and pleasure, "Oh, yes! You're so hard! Hold my shoulders with your hands for more leverage if you need to.".
"I think I've got some good leverage already by cupping your chest.", Tristan said as he pushed more inside of her; her walls already tightening around him the further he went.
Esme moaned, "You feel so good!", before gasping as she felt her g-spot get hit, "Oh, yes, that's the spot! Please, move faster!".
"You want it rougher? I can go as hard as you want me to, love.", Esme told her as he started to move his hips once more like they had before once he felt himself lathered up and able to move much easier inside her.
Esme whimpered out in pleasure, "I want more! Please, I am getting there to the edge!".
"Already? Boy, you really are excited quickly.", Tristan joked with her; he loved that she was unique in her way of their love making compared to how he had heard stories from other guys about their exploits; though he wondered if either they were bragging, or their partners were lying. Esme maybe could give him better information there.
Esme purred lowly, "I can hold out longer when I need to, but right now, I just want to finish! Please make me scream for you, Tris!", calling him by a nickname.
He really started to thrust as he put strength behind it, not caring as much of whether he was being too rough with her as he knew she was so much stronger than she looked. After all, she inherited her mother's curves, but with her, there was a bit more of a touch of muscle than Susan had.
Esme cried out in pleasure, "Yes, yes!", feeling her walls tighten and constrict, and she then felt it coming as she screamed out, "Tristan!", her orgasm washing over her, slightly grabbing Tristan's legs with her legs by wrapping around them to bring Tristan closer.
"Mei!", Tristan cried out his little nickname for her as when her legs tightened around him, it caused him to quickly get pushed to his limit before he ended up shooting his semen inside of her not a few moments later as the two of them exploded with their lust and pleasure.
Esme panted heavily as she collapsed into the earth, smiling over her shoulder, "That was so good!", as Tristan kissed her shoulder, peeking over as he gave out the last remains of his semen.
"Yeah, it feels good... but I think we, maybe, are a bit quicker than other couples.", Tristan admitted as he continued kissing her. "Not that it should be a problem, but I think we'd both probably love it if we could go on and stay on that high for much longer.".
Esme smiled warmly, "Well, you have to remember that this is the second time. And we'll have lots of time to learn how to hold out much longer and such.", looking at Tristan with a grin.
"That's true.", Tristan ran his fingers along her body as he gently put his hand towards her belly. "You feel so nice, you know that?".
Esme turned her head and kissed him, "You feel nice too, my love. Shall we have some sleep? Today sure was crazy and awesome. And oh, I think you're done down there.".
"Oh, sorry.", Tristan apologized as he slowly pulled out of her, "Didn't mean to overstay my welcome there.". He sighed as he thought back to what she just said. "Yeah, today was crazy...".
Esme turned her body over, facing Tristan now, chuckling warmly as she caressed his chest lazily, "I can see that look in your eyes. You're thinking of something from today, aren't ya?".