"You there -boy"
Ricken turned around and blushed as a massive pair of breasts bounced right in front of his eyes. He glanced up from under his hat brim at the imposing, tall woman that stood before him. One whose emerald hair almost seemed to shimmer even through the chilly Feroxi coastal breeze. The young shepherd gulped and tried to muster himself. "Y-Yes, Ms-?
"W-Wait you shouldn't be here -the docks are being prepped for war!" he shook his head and declared. This got the mysterious, aloof, and perhaps even ethereal woman to cock her head.
"War?" she repeated.
"Yeah…wait, who are yo-mmmph?!"
Ricken was cut off as the taller, beautiful lady grabbed his robes and pulled him right up to her lips. His protests were muffled in her moist, scorching hot mouth as he felt something long and wet dip into his mouth. "MMMPH?!"
The mage struggled and kicked in the air while the statuesque seductress stole his breath more than the Feroxi cold could. His eyes darted up and down as his cheeks burned at the lascivious sight of her very revealing, open dress that exposed nearly her entire front while he remained bundled up. Though even his layers weren't gonna do much as his obvious interest rubbed up against his robes.
She released his lips and let the spit web between their mouths. He saw the glimpse of a pink tongue slide inside her mouth before she spoke in a voice equal parts commanding, soothing…and arousing. "Fret not who I am - worry only what I intend to do with you~" she told him as she walked away with the mage in her grasp.
Ricken's head spun as she took him into an alley off the edge of the bustling port. The cold chill was buffeted by the warehouse as his back was pushed onto a crate against the wall. The tall, radiant woman bent forward at her hips and deftly untied his trousers. "M-Ms?!"
She ignored him as she fished out his half-mast cock. The cold Feroxi coastal air made him wilt until her warm hand even a quick blast of hot breath coaxed him to life in her grip. The long, thick shadow that loomed over her face actually made her blink. "My word, you're an impressive one," she praised him with a slight curl on her lips.
Ricken blushed and looked away as the chill wind was blocked by her warm grasp. He shivered both from the cold and her touch while he squirmed and gripped the wall behind him. "M-Mrs-?" he mumbled.
Do not fret yourself, child - I shall contend to these matters," she told him in a tone that should have been more soothing and inviting. But with how overwhelmed he was, it aired more as a threat in the young mage's ear.
"U-Ulp."
The woman paid him no further mind as she dipped her head down between his legs. He squirmed and gasped at the first hot lick that struck his erect cock from base to tip. All concealed by the shimmering haze of verdant locks that seemed to glow and sway against the wind. 'W-Who is she?' he wondered.
That same question persisted in his mind until her actions managed to wrest it, and the remained of his frayed thoughts, out of his head. Soon a heady cloud of bliss settled between his ears as he openly whimpered and mewled in that alleyway. His hand gripped the edge of the crate while his hips bucked against her face. He was so certain it couldn't get any better than this.
And then…then she wrapped her lips around him.
"HRK!"
Her pointed ear twitched as she clearly heard Ricken's reaction. But she didn't look up to face him, not even to show any concern or even an idle curiosity. Instead, her focus remained on her task as she bobbed her head up and down his bulbous glans. Her tongue slapped and slathered over his slit and crown trapped in the warm, wet cavern between her cheeks. "M-Mrs-!"
The mage kicked his makeshift seat while his boots dangled off the damp stone ground. Her bare feet almost seemed to hover off the floor while she kept her body bent over and sucked him down further and further into her mouth. He couldn't see her lips due to her long green hair, but he certainly felt them while they caved down around his sensitive, hard cock.
"W-Who-oooooh~"
Ricken grabbed her head and squeezed between her hair. The act made her pause as if stunned at such a brazen display. Yet she didn't rebuff him while his fingers dug into her locks. If anything, it made her luscious legs roll and rub together beneath her flowing dress. "H-mmmm," she mumbled into his firm manhood.
The woman continued her slow, methodical descent until his tip hit the back of her throat. She blinked at such a minor obstruction before she pressed forward and offered her throat as a sheathe for the young, small mage's not-so-small staff. Such a gift would've swollen any other man's ego…but Ricken was simply too overwhelmed as her lips glided past the halfway mark on his dick.
"C-Can't…g-gonna…ha-a-aaaaavea."
Gibberish and babble escaped his lips while she lathered his cock in spit. Drool leaked from her stuffed lips while she slowly bobbed her head and showed the signs of her gradual progress. The biting chill from the wind was a minor sting between the wet and warm caresses of her pillowy lips. Her hands reached up from the crate's front and instead gently grabbed his hips while she continued her journey down.
Somehow, someway, he managed to last until she left a wet kiss on his crotch. The entirety of his towering girth was pressed into her mouth and into her tight gullet. The obvious bulge out of her neck was hidden from him due to her long and shimmering waves of hair. He felt her forehead nuzzle against his stomach and push his robes against his body while he tried so desperately and dearly to hold on.
The bustling harbor hid the loud slurps as she slowly bobbed her head around his crotch. Over and over again her nose brushed into his pubes while her lips glided up and down the very bottom of his cock. He felt wet drool leak from her mouth and down his groin until it pooled between his noble jewels. At least, he assumed it was merely drool, until she showed otherwise as something pressed down on his sac just as she pushed her head back down for a deep, sloppy kiss on his crotch.
"GAAH!"
Mmph?!
The woman blinked as her throat was instantly coated and stuffed full of his potent, thick jizz. It fired down into her stomach as her mouth remained locked over his cock from above. She pressed her nose onto his groin while she easily coaxed and swallowed him down until he went soft as a noodle in her gullet. Only once the last dollop of cum had passed her throat did she pull her head back all the way along his long, limp shaft as her tongue lingered at his sac. The mage was too orgasmically overwhelmed to see this as she popped her lips off the tip before she withdrew her absurdly long, almost-serpentine tongue right back against his shaft and into her human-ish mouth.
Satisfied, she slowly and calmly set his spent loins into his trousers and dropped his robes back over his body. She gave his crotch a pat before she rose to her feet and gently tipped his hat aside to reveal his stunned, lulled face. "Hmm, you'll catch your death of a cold, child of man...I suppose I can offer you this final kindness," she cryptically mused.
He said nothing as she leaned forward and gave him a wet, fleeting kiss on his cheek. Under that momentary caress, his body was left awash in sweat under a sudden warmth that went deeper than his clothes. She pulled back with a single lick on where she'd kissed him before she shifted up, turned to the far end of the alley, and glided away. The glow that surrounded her followed until she passed a corner and it instantly was snuffed out.
She was gone. Gone from this mortal realm as she ascended back to her lofty duties beyond these boundaries. Her curiosities and cravings were sated…for the moment.
"Hmm, is something wrong, little mage?"
Ricken snapped out of his musings…no, memories before he turned to the serene smile of the manakete who had just joined up with the Shepherds. On impulse, he tried to address the oft-vexing 'little' matter before he pivoted to a more relevant question. "I'm not… never mind. Um, have we met before?" he asked her.
"…Have we? I don't believe I recognize you," Tiki shook her head. "Perhaps you saw a statue of my mother, somewhere in Ylisse? I've often heard that we share a resemblance" she suggested.
Ricken laughed and rubbed the back of his head as he tried not to stare at the frankly gorgeous woman in front of him. Her pointed ears and green hair stirred something in his memories as his eyes slowly opened wide as realization struck. "Hah, yeah, may…be…eep."
"Hmm?"
