Author's Note: Welp, got another fic for you guys before the end of the month! And on my birthday!
This time its a gift fic of one of my more favorite crackships, Morgan/Micaiah, requested by the amazing ExaltedBrand! Can find her on Ao3 under the same username or at twitter with this handle: ExaltedBrandAO3. She's a talented writer and does some fun model stuff as well! After getting a few model requests filled by her, I wanted to give back and offered a fic, and she gave me quite the indulgent idea inspired by one of her model sets!
Thanks again for both the models, and the chance to write this! And I hope you all enjoy it!
Oh, and by the way, this is set in the same universe as Odoacro's "Dawn of a New Relationship" fic (I got permission, he's cool with it). So if you want more background and the inspiration of this couple, go check out his fic!
" Mhmm ~"
Micaiah, Priestess of Dawn, felt her slumber disturbed as the rays of light that were blocked out by her tent's walls became bright enough to seep through, and unfortunately for her, a good chunk landed right on her face.
She tried to shift her face, but after already being disturbed she could feel her senses, once dulled enough for her to sleep peacefully, begin to awaken. As such she could feel the heat the light let in, the sounds of the outsides, the smell inside the tent, the touch of the sheets around her, and the taste of her somewhat dry mouth.
"Ughh..." Micaiah let out a somewhat annoyed groan as she decided to just get it over with and allow herself to fully awaken than futile attempt to sleep for a few more minutes. As she set up she felt the covers slide off her, prompting her to shiver when she realized she was pretty underdressed, her sleepwear simply being her undergarments which were a rather cute pair of black bra and panties.
She immediately hugged her arms from a chill that came more from the sensation of being so exposed rather than the actual temperature. Her thoughts immediately drifted to her reason for being in just her undergarments and her current environment. She wasn't in her room, that was clear.
Most likely she was on some sort of mission, a group mission she believed as small details started to come over her. As those details started to flood her mind, she placed a hand on her head, one big question still lingering on in her mind. Why was she in just her undergarments?
She didn't recall it being hot enough, now or even last night that it was a matter of comfort from the heat. She usually prepared nightgowns to wear on missions, unless…
" Ughh ~"
Micaiah's head turned towards her side at the groan that didn't come from her. Her eyes widening briefly before softening with a smile at the messy-haired, purple-hair lad that shifted under the covers. Disturbed by her movements and those of the sheets no doubt.
Morgan, a bright tactician from a world that wasn't her own. The two were brought together by the strange yet powerful mechanics of Askr. Together in the Order of Heroes, they went on many missions together where she felt a need to watch over the younger man. And during their time together, they grew closer and closer, until eventually, they had fallen in love.
"That's right, I was on a mission with you, wasn't I." Micaiah softly and quietly muttered under her breath as she leaned forward towards the lad as her current attire made much more sense. She could tell that underneath those covers all he wore were his trousers, no doubt. It didn't matter if the air around them was a bit chilly, snuggling with each other under those covers would've kept them more than warm enough.
Micaiah leaned ever closer to and over the lad, wanting to watch him slumber for just a little bit longer before she inevitably had to wake him up for whatever mission they were on. The finer details were still escaping her, but she found no desire to remember them at the moment as she was more focused on enjoying the sight of her beloved's current state.
"You look so peaceful sleeping, it's almost hard to believe what you can do under the covers when things get heated. Though it looks like we somehow kept things peaceful this night, not even a single round I think, I wonder why that was?" She questioned under her breath, having taken to softly stroking Morgan's hair and teasingly scratching his cheek. Tapping the tip of his nose, finding his reactions adorable as she couldn't help but give a single soft giggle at his unconscious annoyance.
She tried to make up for it with how she planned to wake him up, a few soft and sensual whispers into his ear and a gentle kiss to start his day. But as she cupped his cheek and leaned in to do so, she realized she was too late to give her boyfriend the gentle awakening she wanted as a potentially rude one was given instead.
"Lady Micaiah! Morgan! It is time to rise and shine to face the new day ahead of us!"
'Oh right, it's not just Morgan and me on this mission,'
Micaiah flinched at the bombastic noise that cut through the peaceful silence of the morning, prompting her to pull back from her boyfriend. He in turn also winced from her sudden movement and the enthusiastic voice outside which seemed to finally awaken him.
"Hmm?"
Morgan's eyes flickered open as he awoke from his once-peaceful slumber, grogginess suddenly hitting him like a wave as his eyes vision was blurry when he attempted to lift his head. Rubbing his eyes with his palms to clear them up, he took another gaze and found his focus immediately falling onto the silver-haired, underdressed maidan who gave him a gentle smile.
"Morning Handsome," She greeted him, wanting to ease his mind after his rude awakening.
Morgan, for his part, could only blink at her in mild confusion, his mind still coming to from his slumber as he could only say, "Micaiah?" with a somewhat unsure tone.
"That is my name," She chuckled with a small grin, unable to help herself with a little joke along with how cute her boyfriend looked when waking up. He looked so cute in fact that she was unable to help herself from leaning towards his face with the intent of giving him a morning kiss, something that he was somehow able to understand he also desired despite still not being fully conscious by leaning forward as well.
But before their lips could meet, they were once again cut off by the booming voice that called out to them.
"Lady Micaiah!? Morgan!? Are you two awake?"
The enthusiastic voice was much blunter from its previous words, but they still had a similar effect as last time on the couple. They both flinched and pulled away before they could lock lips in reaction, with Morgan even grasping his head from hearing such an over-enthusiastic voice just when he woke up without any prior warning.
Micaiah for her part let out a small huff as she turned towards their tent's entrance, holding her palm up before shouting, "Yes Ophelia, we're awake! Just give us a bit to get ready," She did her best to make her voice just loud and firm enough to be clearly heard by their additional group member who she could faintly hear conversing with their fourth member.
Turning back to Morgan, her face once again took on a softer look as she saw him slightly shake his head, "You ok?"
Morgan focused his gaze on her, taking a moment to reply, "Not sure, maybe a kiss will help?" He joked, his lips curling into a small smile.
Micaiah couldn't help but roll her eyes, yet her lips too curled into a smile. Leaning forward once more, she was finally able to successfully plant a kiss on his lips. A small, muffled moan left both their lips as they melted into the lip-lock, Micaiah wrapped an arm around his head while Morgan cupped her cheek as they pulled each other deeper into the kiss, letting out their respective moans of satisfaction.
But before their kiss could become too passionate, Micaiah pulled away, barely keeping her lips from breaking into a dumb smile as she said, "Hurry and get dressed and I might give you a second one," She teased, wiping away at some of the drool that hung off the corner of her lip.
Morgan said nothing but continued to smile as he made his way out from his covers and made his way towards his pile of clothing in one corner of the tent, exposing much of his surprisingly developed body in turn.
Micaiah allowed herself a few moments to admire the sight, licking her lips before turning towards her pile of clothing and crawling her way there. Considering she was kneeling, logically it would've made sense to put on her burgundy tunic first and then her tights, but just as she went out to grab them a devious thought came into her mind, one that was far too fun to ignore.
Morgan patted down the creases of his tank top, ready to stand up to step into his pants before finally putting on his cloak. But just as he was about to rise the sudden sound of Micaiah's hums and the rustling of fabric prompted his attention back towards her with a glance. And once he saw a glimpse, he couldn't turn his gaze away from the stunning sight before him.
There Micaiah stood, her ass jutted out to him while she shimmed into her black tights. The mesh fabric slid over and covered her silky pale and beautiful skin before clinging onto it. Highlighting her slender limbs and even her scrumptious thighs as the fabric appeared to strain ever so slightly the more it rose on her form. But nowhere was this highlighted more than when she reached her massive rear.
Micaiah appeared to have a bit of trouble getting the fabric over the prominent curve of her lower cheeks. Her attempts to shimmy and shake her hips caused her to gain an inch with each attempt while also prompting her ass to jiggle quite enticingly on display as her panties disappeared by digging deeper as well.
Eventually, though, she was able to pull them up and over her rump, letting the hem of the fabric wrap around her waist as the tights lived up to their name by showcasing her lower body in ways that would go beyond just generous . In any case, it left Morgan quite dumbfounded as his jaw threatened to drop fully and widen the small hole it had at the moment while his erection threatened to make one in his trousers with the tent that tightened by the second.
But just as she finished with her work, Micaiah showcased her awareness of the situation behind her by suddenly turning around, and after staring at him for just a moment said, "Where are you looking? Pervert." She stuck her tongue out with her final words before, continuing to give him a mix between a look of disappointment and a pout.
Her actions prompted Morgan to gasp and have his cheeks flush in embarrassment as he realized she had fully caught him staring. Yet despite knowing it shouldn't have been a big deal with how close they were, he still couldn't help but get a bit flustered in the moment. It was something that made Micaiah giggle, dropping her face and replacing it with something warmer and joyish at his reaction.
It cause Morgan to let out a chuckle as well, unable to help himself from saying, "If enjoying the sight of the most beautiful woman I've ever met makes me a pervert, then call me it all you like,"
Micaiah huffed, "Get dressed," was all she had to say in response to his remarks, though her warmth and smile remained, along with the small tinge of pink that came onto her feet.
The two made finished dressing up without any further delay or antics, except during one moment where Micaiah had Morgan help her tie her blue bow on the back of her head while she worked on securing the laces of her boots in which she may have accidentally brushed her behind against him a couple of times. But despite that their pace was still rather quick, and they made it out of their tent before Ophelia could attempt to call out to them once more.
Speaking of, the blonde mage was quick to notice their appearance, turning towards the couple with a bright and energetic look, "Ah! My dear companions, I see you have finally been able to prepare yourselves for the challenges that await us this day!" She shouted, striking up one of her many flamboyant poses.
Micaiah and Morgan smiled at the young lady who wore one of the more, flattering versions of a dark mage attire. A generous portion of her body was put on display either covered by skin-tight black or yellow latex-like her leggings, mesh, see-through fabric such as what wrapped around her stomach or just simply exposed such as the inner portion of her breasts in her top. And those breasts were massive, with simple black pads all that kept the rest back as they strained against her tits so much, Micaiah was sure the blonde had some sort of hex on them to keep them in place. In any case, she had come to terms with the dark-mage and her beautiful body some time ago, and the two were now good friends, though that didn't stop the blonde from being a bit too close at times.
Morgan gave a wave while Micaiah spoke words, "Good Morning Ophelia, and you as well, L'arachel." She greeted, turning her head towards the fourth member of their group. She wore a white, golden-patterned dress with a skirt underneath that ended around her thighs, a bit of skin exposed before the rest of her legs were covered up in her white stockings and knee-high boots. The back of her dress split off into somewhat of a cape past her skirt which exposed the purple color inside. Her shoulders were covered by two pauldrons that were connected by a mildly transparent, short, and green cape. Her arms were covered by detached sleeves which also served as gloves, one of which played with her hair by twirling her green locks around a finger as she took poised and extravagant steps towards the couple.
"Good morning to you two as well," She greeted with a friendly smile, her face remaining rather friendly along with her cheerful tone as each took on a subtle hint of seriousness as she proceeded to say, "Now, shall we get onto business and plan our actions for the day? Over breakfast, of course, Ophelia and I have already taken the liberty of preparing it."
Ophelia nodded her head somewhat enthusiastically as well, "I even used some of the tricks you taught me, Lady Micaiah! So I hope the soup's to your liking."
Micaiah smiled warmly at the blonde's enthusiasm before turning her head towards the green-haired royal and saying, "That sounds lovely, let's get to it."
The group's mission was a simple scouting one that would've had them eventually arrive at one of the order's many outposts on the perimeter of Askr. However, off in the near distance, the path they were currently on diverged from a simple mountain into two possible routes. To make sure they didn't miss anything on either side of the mountain, they agreed to split off into teams of two to make their way on either side of the mountain and meet up at the other end.
Of course, making the teams were simple, Morgan and Micaiah would take the right, and Ophelia and L'arachel the left. And as they made their way through that path, Morgan and Micaiah had stumbled upon a set of ruins that weren't on the map.
"Hmm, I must say, I wasn't expecting this. I wonder why these ruins were barely on the map, even if they're old and abandoned, to have it be so little of note?" Micaiah mused as she and Morgan made their way throughout the crumbling stone structure. Cracks abundant with vines that sprouted out and wrapped around the wood. Pieces of debris scattered throughout from the high pillars that made up the structure's perimeter with spaces that must've once housed glassed windows but were now open. She couldn't help but believe that during the building's prime, it must've looked much grander, yet now here it was, a broken shell of what it once was.
"Yeah, even though it's worn down, this place still looks sturdy enough to make for a good hideout." Morgan nodded as he also surveyed their surroundings, noticing how this place was rather tucked away thanks to being located right next to the mountain's base and surrounded by the forest, whatever path that lead here once most likely long gone, "We should really take note of it so that future patrols and scouting missions know to at least check-up on this place, we were just lucky to stumble upon it."
"Maybe that was for the best, if Ophelia and L'arachel knew about this place, no doubt they would have begged to come here. Most likely they would've searched every nook and cranny of this place in case there was some sort of hidden secret from the ages ." Micaiah replied half-serious, half-jokingly, to which Morgan gave a chuckle to agree.
Micaiah cherished Ophelia as a friend, truly. But the girl could, well simply put, be too much at times. And she didn't just mean about her constant theatrics which, well, at this point Micaiah believed she was beginning to become dulled to the sight of the dark mage's body(yet even then she still found herself staring more times than she'd care to admit).
And ever since she met L'Arachel, who shared a similar personality and favor for theatrics, it had become more prevalent. The girl, in a sense, found a "Chosen Partner" to pair with her, the two increasingly seen together around the castle and Micaiah somehow finding herself dragged into their antics.
They were both good girls, truly, but Micaiah was starting to reach her limit of tolerance for them both. So she was far more inclined to jump on this opportunity for them to split up, especially considering who her partner was.
Morgan noticed Micaiah staring at him rather fondly from the corner of his eyes, he did his best to keep down his blush while looking around, but eventually, he found his gaze falling back onto her. She was sitting on one of the fallen pillars, hugging one knee raised up while the other hung over the curved edge as she tilted her head towards the side while continuing to gaze at him.
"Something catch your eye, Miccy?" He asked, deciding to tease her a little, even using a little nickname he'd recently come up for her that he found was able to flush her cheeks quite a bit when used. And yet he did his best to keep his blush down from how beautiful she was, and how he was the focus of her gaze.
Yet despite his attempts to get her a bit flustered as him, Morgan instead found the opposite happening, "Yeah, something really nice is in my sights, and I'm glad I know it's all mine." She replied with a soft yet firm tone that held little hesitation, appearing to smile even fonder at her little nickname she had admittedly grown quite fond of, especially when it was paired with his voice..
Morgan could no longer keep his blush down or his gaze focused at his girlfriend as he found the tables turned so easily on him. Micaiah softly laughed at his reaction, deciding to stand up and walk towards her boyfriend and bring him into a soft embrace which he quickly returned. Readjusting her hands so that they rested against his chest, she said, "Hmm, how long has it been that we've had some actual alone time these last few weeks? Just us, and not in our tents having to worry about others in tents just a few feet away?"
She stated her question in a joking tone, but Morgan believed part of her wanted a serious answer, and so he gave it, "Honestly, probably not for around two weeks. First, we were sent on different missions that lasted more than a week for us each, and despite both of us coming back on the same day, I came back later than you, and I didn't know you were there and you didn't know when I came back. And since the summoner told us to prepare for another mission the next day with each other along with L'Arachel and Ophelia, we each just went to our rooms to rest before heading off."
" Hmm ~, yeah." Micaiah agreed, pushing herself firmer against him as she couldn't help but complain, "Still, I know the summoner doesn't mean it, but they have us working ragged. Two rather long missions a day apart?"
Morgan nodded in agreement with her, even patting her back to comfort her. Still, he couldn't help but offer some defense for their hooded friend, "Yeah, but the Order's been a bit thin for now, plus it's not like he's having us do that hard missions, just some simple if still long scouting ones with some outpost checkups."
Micaiah grumbled, "I know, but still...Another day would've been nice. Just the two of us relaxing and catching up. We barely got to spend a few hours together before we departed, and half of that was going over the plan with Ophelia and L'Arachel." She replied, nuzzling her face against his neck as she decided to do her best to enjoy this moment they had together after the very few they've been able to share for the past few weeks.
Morgan smiled empathetically at her, "Well, we're alone now, and I'm sure we can take an hour or two to rest before heading back out. I'm sure Ophelia and L'Arachel wouldn't mind."
Micaiah raised her gaze towards the Lad, her lips curling into a grin at his idea. Still, she decided to tease him just a little more by saying, "Well, I wouldn't want to leave those two waiting just for us to have some personal time. Maybe you could convince me?"
Morgan grinned right back at her as he leaned towards her face, capturing her lips in a kiss that Micaiah reciprocated immediately into. A mewl passed through her lips and into his mouth as she could already feel the passion within the kiss set to pass what they had this morning and potentially all their other kisses this mission as their tongues began to playfully spar with one another..
Just as Micaiah felt ready to lose herself in this exchange, she was caught off guard when one of Morgan's hands went down from the back of her waist. Yet instead of settling on her rear or hip like she would've expected she found that it wandered even further down to the side of her leg before cupping her thigh.
" Hmm ~?" Micaiah raised a brow at this tactic. She didn't dislike where his hand was, but it was odd for him to focus on it in their current position, unless?
" Mhhmm !?" Micaiah's surprised gasp was muffled while her eyes widened as Morgan suddenly lifted one of her legs, raising her side to his hip so that it was perpendicular and keeping it there. It prompted Micaiah to shift her balance to lean further into his embrace while giving him the perfect opportunity to gain the advantage with their dueling tongues.
Morgan's eyes were narrow, but Micaiah could see the smug glint they held as he watched and enjoyed her reaction. Letting his eyes close once more to focus on their kiss once more, making sure to keep a firm grip on her thigh and waist so that she wouldn't risk slipping from his grasp.
Micaiah couldn't help but raise a brow at his actions, somehow despite her ease to get him so flustered at times, he could be quite the cheeky and cunning lad that could leave her surprised. Oh well, she thought, readjusting her hands so that one gripped his shoulder while the other wrapped around his neck to better support herself in this new position. She had her breasts now pressed against his chest with her hands no longer getting in the way, deciding to just enjoy the benefits of their new position as her narrow eyes, which gazed at his face fondly closed in content bliss.
At least until her eyes widened once again when Morgan couldn't help himself from shifting his grip up her leg, under her pouch and dress to give her ass a nice squeeze.
"Ahh!" Micaiah's gasp caused her to detach her lips from his, which was already starting to strain the two of them of breath as they both had slightly flushed faces and held mild pants.
Still, Micaiah's surprised face soon morphed into a smug grin at her boyfriend's actions, "My my, where do you think you're putting your hands, mister?"
She let go of his shoulder to poke at his chest, which along with her words, caused Morgan to give a goofy yet satisfied grin, "I couldn't help myself, especially not after the sight I got this morning." He told her, giving her rear another squeeze which made her mewl.
"Hmph, pervert~" She affectionately scolded him while also tracing her nails between the opening of his cloak and over his chest, mimicking his actions of physically appreciating the sights she was treated to this morning on his chest.
As the two continued to feel each other up a bit, Micaiah's gaze drifted downwards towards, and within her view, she caught the sight of a rather prominent tent forming in Morgan's pants. "You're getting hard?" She asked, it really shouldn't have been a surprise, but she couldn't suppress her gasp.
Morgan appeared to get a bit bashful at her remark, removing the hand around her waist to rub the back of his neck as he looked away. "Sorry," He merely muttered with a tad of regret.
Micaiah's look softened at her boyfriend, along with her body as she leaned towards him, letting her body squish against his as she whispered in his ear, "Want me to take care of it for you?"
Morgan tense up slightly at her offer, but after taking a moment to calm himself with a deep breath, reapplied, "You don't need to. Even if we have time, we still have quite a bit of ground to cover before meeting up with Ophelia and L'Arachel at the other side of the mountain. I can wait till after the mission."
Micaiah took in his words, letting them settle for a bit before responding, "Maybe, but, you've been waiting so long already. It's been so long since we've gotten to do it, you must be back up, and I doubt you'll be able to keep your mind as sharp as you want if you've got to deal with this." She countered, shifting her position so that she was leaning more against the side of the arm that held her butt while her hand trailed downwards towards his groin.
Morgan hissed as her palm pressed down against it, prompting him to hold her tighter with both arms and inadvertently squeeze her ass. It had her slightly jump up on her single foot and press herself harder against his side, in effect causing his urges to increase even more with how much more prominently he experienced her curves at the moment.
"Micaiah~" He softly growled. The low, simple call of her name serves as a warning that if she continued, he might not be able to hold back.
A warning she understood yet ignored as she continued to press down against his tent with her palm, softly whispering in his ear she did so, "You're not the only one who's been waiting. We've both been working so hard, I'm sure we can take some time to relax and get some relief. And if we get to them late, well, I'm sure we can think of some excuse." She told him.
Morgan said nothing, he couldn't deny her. And Micaiah knew this as her movements over his cock began to increase in ferocity, her fingers grasping and squeezing the shaft over his pants as she could feel his breathing start to become ragged. His grip on her ass became tighter, and Micaiah could feel herself also start to become affected as she let her desires she had been keeping suppressed for over a week start to come out. Her face also became flushed as she rubbed her knees in an attempt to scratch the itch that was forming in her core and squirming against him.
There was no turning back now. They had each taken a sip of pleasure during their moment of respite, and upon taking that sip, they were both reminded of how good it tasted, especially after so long without it.
Micaiah's movements increased in ferocity, prompting Morgan to tighten his grip on her thigh. Upon a glance at each other, they both saw the hazy look in each other's eyes and couldn't resist enjoying the other's lips, plunging their tongues into familiar caverns as well. This exponentially heightened their arousal as Micaiah's hand began to work at deftly pulling out his cock, her fingers working rather smoothly despite her vision being elsewhere as she efficiently undid his belt before easily popping off the buttons of his fly.
" Mhhghh !" Morgan groaned into the kiss as she dove her hands inside his pants and drawers and grasped his hard cock directly for the first time in over a week. It was a feeling that they both relished yet could only crave more as their kiss devolved into them both sucking the other's tongue, her hand tightened against his shoulder and his on her ass.
Morgan's voice rumbled into Micaiah's mouth as her gloved palm began to stroke her boyfriend's length inside his pants. The leather texture was nowhere near as pleasant as her silky smooth skin, and her movements were limited with how little room there was within his clothes. But somehow she was able to make it work and give him just enough pleasure to satisfy his cravings, if just a bit. His knees buckled lightly, causing him to search for support with one of his hands. He palmed at her tit and prompted her to moan into his mouth as she squeezed his prick in retaliation.
" Phaap ~"
The two disconnected their lips as a trail of spit connected them. Their faces flushed and mouths agape with ragged breaths. They gazed at each other with foggy eyes, that was until their concentration was broken when Morgan winced as Micaiah unconsciously gave his cock a nice squeeze. And so with Micaiah being reminded of her target, she nibbled at Morgan's bottom lip to get his attention. Giving him a wink and sinking to her knees, she made her face level with his cock as it attempted to burst out from within the now loosen fabric.
And with a little help from her, it did just that.
With a quick tug of his pants and drawers downwards so that they clung to his thighs rather than his hips, Morgan's dick sprang out. " Ahh! " A happy yelp flew from her lips as his shaft struck her cheek, not moving out of the way despite having expected the action. She wanted to see... no , feel for herself just how excited he was.
"It's...so hard and hot..." She muttered in awe, grasping it with both her hands as she nuzzled her cheek against it and closing her eyes. Taking a moment to bask in the sensation that helped convey his immense attraction and need for her, she proceeded to open her eyes back up. Gazing up at him with a sultry and teasing look, "My my, someone seems really excited~"
Morgan said nothing, he couldn't say anything. But he was able to convey his emotions through his actions. The way he gazed down at her with longing eyes, his breathing starting to be heard from his anticipation. And with a small jolt of his hips that had his dick rub against her cheek and palms, prompting another gasp from her, she chuckled.
"Ohh! Seems you can barely contain yourself! It makes me want to tease you a bit more. But you've been waiting for so long, and you've been such a good boy lately. So let me calm you down," The Silver-haired maiden stated before pulling back.
Firmly grasping his cock in place, she got herself ready to give her boyfriend an amazing blowjob. After so long apart, she knew he needed it, just as much as she was hungry for his cock.
Tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear she leaned in, sticking her tongue out at his tip. A salty taste filled her mouth along with a bit of a not-so-pleasant odor. It made sense, they've been traveling for a few days now, and haven't had a good bath in that time as well. She doubted she smelled at her best either.
But it wasn't that bad, not enough so to have her stop. She just needed to take a moment to get used to it and prepare herself to give it the wash it needed herself. With a lick longer and firmer than the last as she swirled her tongue around his crown, prompting him to flinch.
"Ughh!" a gasp flew from his lips as he felt Micaiah's lips push over his tip, engulfing him in a tight, warm, and moist embrace within her mouth to properly bathe it in her spit. He couldn't stop his hips from jerking into her face, " Uuugh !"Her voice vibrated over his shaft as she gave a muffled gasp, yet she kept a tight hold on his shaft with both her lips and hand.
Morgan looked down at her shamefully at his impulsive action, knowing how she sometimes had trouble taking his cock and thus needing to prepare herself, especially since it had been a while since she had done so. As the lust from his mind briefly dissipated in concern at potentially hurting her, he instead found the shame he felt morph into bashfulness by how she fluttered her eyes at him and seemingly smirked around his cock.
She said nothing (not that she could with the cock in her mouth), but her actions showed Morgan that she was fine, more than that, she was excited. She shifted her palm down towards his base to make more room as she took more of his length past her ripe and full lips. The soft and wet flesh glided over his skin as she bobbed her head up and down his dick with an increasingly faster and hungrier rhythm.
"Gods~" Morgan groaned as he watched her go, her silver hair swaying to her movements as he heard the slurps from sucking his cock along with the moans she let out that vibrated oh so amazingly around his flesh. He felt like he was falling into a trance at her beautiful fellatio she performed just for him. He wanted to let her know just how much he loved it, but words seemed to fail him. He was unable to think of anything good enough like this, much less get more than a single word out before he had to gasp or moan at the pleasure she gave him.
So he did something a bit more simple, yet still heartful. Placing one of his hands on her head, he gave it a firm yet still gentle hold as he called out to her, "Micaiah~" Both actions were soft but conveyed so much of his feelings, and Micaiah felt all of it.
She fluttered her eyes up at him, smiling around his girth at the blissful look on her face as he tilted his head back, closing his eyes to bask in the relief she was providing him. It spurred her on as she flicked her gaze back at the massive length she was taking in.
She only had about a third of his cock in her mouth and already he was prodding her throat. Honestly, anything more was risky. She needed more time to adjust herself before attempting to take him any deeper. But she knew until then she needed to increase his pleasure somehow. And as passionately as she swirled and rubbed her tongue against his tip and shaft while caving her cheeks in, she knew she could do more.
Removing the hand between her legs that she had been using to gently rub her own loins over her clothes, she brought it up towards his hanging family jewels. She held him in the palm of her hands, figuratively and literally as the smooth leather fabric rubbed against his nuts while her bare fingers closed in to grasp and fondle them with care. With the sounds he was making, it was clear he loved it, and Micaiah found herself enjoying it all too much as well.
They weren't the biggest pair around, of course, but they had some heft to it, and match the size of his dick enough to not seem out of place. She rolled his nuts in her palm, wanting to tease the treat within that she so desperately wanted to snack on after going without it for a while.
She pleasured him on multiple fronts. With her mouth taking more and more of his length within its pleasant confided. Her lips kept a tight hold around his girth while assaulting the flesh with her tongue. Fondling his balls while giving his base small but firm pumps and squeezes. The hot breath she let out with her nose tickled the small bit of exposed skin between her lips and hand while sending shivers on the parts that were briefly exposed when she pulled back from her blowjob. Not to mention the noises she was making as well.
Gods, it was intoxicating to Morgan, oh so amazing to finally have just one of these things back after being apart for too long for either of their likings. He could feel himself start to get a bit lightheaded from it all, his grip on her head tightening which just further spurred her on to push him over the edge.
Unknowingly to both of them, she did just that. But the edge she pushed him one wasn't that of an orgasm, but of his restraint.
" Urrgghk !?"
Micaiah's eyes widened as Morgan once again jerked his hips into her mouth. But this time it was much harder and forceful than before as he forced her to take in more of his length and pop his tip into her throat. Her confused eyes flicked up towards him as she realized that he was also shocked by his actions. Luckily for her, she was able to handle it rather well. It seemed as though she had been underestimating just how much she could take from him due to their time apart.
An enticing thought crossed her mind at what could be done. She may have just learned that she was underestimating herself, but now she may have been overestimating her capabilities. At the very least, she was going to find herself pushed to her limits. Her thighs from rubbing together at the very prospect of it.
Her eyes, still locked at him, shifted once again into a more sultry gaze as she tried to express her intent with just actions. The hand that was grasping his base fell to her side while the one that was grasping his balls shifted to instead hold onto his hip. If before her pose showcased control, this was her giving up that control and becoming submissive towards him.
She was telling him to repeat his actions from before, permitting him to use her mouth as he pleased to finish himself off after working so hard to draw him towards the edge. She fluttered her golden eyes at him, seemingly asking him why he was hesitating, as though begging him to fuck her face.
It took Morgan a couple of moments to gain the will to do just that. Tightening his hold on her head to keep it in place, he pulled his hips back till just his tip was still within her mouth before thrusting it back in. He tried to not put in any more than she had already taken, but even that was enough to make her eyes bulge briefly as a muffled gasp rang against his flesh.
Still, she seemed to take his actions rather well. And so once again he pulled his hips back before thrusting them back into the amazing confines of her mouth and throat. A bit firmer this time, and intentionally adding a bit more length as well. And once again she seemed to take it well enough, with a small gag reflex she kept under control.
It wasn't long before Morgan began to truly abandon his restraint and face-fuck his girlfriend within the confines of these ruins. More and more he added in force, length, and passion. Becoming rougher with each thrust as he kept her head in place with both hands now. His fingers dug into her scalp and under her beautifully smooth silver locks as they jiggled and swayed from his actions.
Micaiah's eyes lost their sultry gaze as she struggled not to gag and choke on his shaft as it invaded her mouth and throat, again and again, briefly blocking her airways before being dragged back out. Her other hand now grasped his free hip to brace herself for what she had allowed Morgan to do. It wasn't the first time the lad had taken, or well, been given control of her lips during a bout of fellatio. But it was soon silently established early on that Micaiah would normally take the lead on such things, not that Morgan complained with how amazing she was. In any case, it was rare for him to have control and in such an advantage possession with her on her knees and him above her.
And so as he now sought relief after not having one in almost two weeks, Micaiah knew there was no turning back. She had no choice but to wait for him to finish till she was given a break as he used her mouth to his pleasure. And through her beating head and screaming lungs, she found herself enjoying the treatment a bit as well. Though of course, she'd be lying if she said she wanted this to be a regular occurrence. But having something rough like this now and then was good enough for her.
It seemed to be more than good enough for Morgan. With a few more thrusts, he finally found the relief he had been searching for, "Micaiah!" He cried as he buried his shaft as much as he could within her oral passage.
The Silver-haired maiden's eyes widened while her throat bulged as she took in more of his length than ever before. She could feel every inch of his dick and every vein it possessed as it spasmed and shook within her throat as he orgasm, shooting his load straight down into her stomach while completely blocking her airways.
Micaiah knew she wouldn't be able to handle it all. So she tried to push and pull herself away before completely choking on his dick before she passed out, knowing her boyfriend was too blissfully ignorant in her orgasm to do so. And thankfully halfway through his orgasm, his knees buckled enough that she was able to push him back instead, forcing his dick to pull back from within her throat back into the confines of her mouth which she was much more comfortable with.
Still, it didn't diminish the fact that her boyfriend's loads were still immense. Her cheeks bloated within seconds as her windpipes threatened to be blocked once more. Still, she fought on, doing her best to swallow as much of his thick seed as best she could. Her eyes narrowed in a determined gaze even when some of his cum seeped from between her lips or threatened to burst from her nose as her nostrils flared in anticipation.
Luckily for her, it never got that bad as she could finally start to feel him calm down in his orgasms. His loads, while still potent, lessened in volume and frequency to a stage she was much more comfortable with. She drank it all down dutifully, even if quite bit still slipped past her lips and dribbled off her chin.
"Gods~" Morgan groaned as he felt himself start to come down from his high, barely able to keep himself from stumbling back against the wall behind him for support. His body shivering and slightly spasming as he once again registered Micaiah's lips around the tip of his cock, prompting him to tighten the hold he had on her head for support with one hand while the other had slipped off and fallen to his side. He could feel and hear her sucking down whatever cum she still had left between her cheeks while using her tongue to clean his cockhead by swirling around it.
With a few last bobs of her head, she pulled back with a soft "pop", releasing his tip from between her lips and showcasing the polished state it was now in. Giving it one last parting kiss that made her boyfriend shiver, she looked up to gaze at him with sultry and warm eyes. A small grin was also present but lost as she opened her mouth to showcase the insides, confirming to him that she had swallowed all of what she could.
Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, Micaiah's grin once again returned at the stunned reaction Morgan gave her in awe. Unable to help herself from giving a teasing tone as she asked, "Well, do you feel better now?"
She fluttered her eyes at him while providing him a bright and warm smile, taunting him in a sense to give an answer she already knew very well. Even as she rose gracefully from her knees, she could feel his hand shift from the top of her head to her cheek as he cupped it gently, gazing into her eyes with admiration.
" Mhhmm!? " Micaiah was caught off-guard when Morgan suddenly leaned in to capture her lips, but that surprise was soon forgotten as she melted in the exchange. Her hands wrapping around his neck while she nuzzled her cheek against his palm, their tongues lazily dueling with the other.
Morgan did his best to stop himself from flinching at the salty taste he picked up from within her mouth, but fought past it to express his gratitude to his girlfriend for his actions. It was the least he could do. Besides, whatever salty remnants of his cum were tasted, they were drowned out by the sweat and ripe taste of her lips.
Pulling back, the two gazed at each other's eyes, Micaiah's gaze softening even more but still kept her grin. One that widened with Morgan's next words, "I love you," He told her with firm resolve, giving a verbal response to her earlier question.
"I know," She told him back, giving him a grateful peck on his cheek before leaning into his ear and whispering with a sultry tone, "Now why don't we find somewhere for you to sit down so I can treat you to your favorite sight?"
Morgan felt goosebumps form on his ear from her breath, shivering from a tingle that ran down his spine. A small spasm shook his body when she gave his still mostly hard dick a firm stroke. Looking at her grinning face in awe once again as she pulled back, only able to say, "Yes, Milady,"
Micaiah could barely suppress her giggle at his words. She didn't even tell him to call her that, but he had done so anyway knowing she had grown fond of it. And so believing her boyfriend deserved a treat or two, she took his hand and had the two moving around the ruins for a good place to perform their next act.
Though she couldn't stop herself from giggling at the sight of Morgan having to keep his pants up to not trip over them as he followed her.
Soon enough, they found a slab of stone that was big enough and just the right level for them to work with A patterned but mostly flat surface for Morgan to sit on as he used his thick cloak as a cushion to rest comfortably. And seeing him ready, Micaiah grinned down at him, hands on her wide hips as she knew she was finally gonna get her relief as well.
Firstly though, she needed to get rid of a few things in the way.
Starting with her belt, she unbuckled the leather, multi-pouched accessory. Tossing it at him, she smirked at how he fumbled to catch it, showing just how entrance he was with her already. And as he was busy placing her belt to the side, she gracefully turned around, her silver locks flowing beautifully behind her paired with her blue scarf.
She struck a little pose, hip jutted out and hand on that outward hip. Her head turned halfway round towards him to give him a one-eyed, sultry gaze. He struggled whether to focus his gaze on her golden eye or her tantalizing rear as she stuck it out, just enough for the back of her tunic to outline the large curves that were barely hidden from her tight pantyhose. She also made sure to straighten her legs for his pleasure just as well, just in case.
After a few seconds of letting his eyes flicker from one level of her body to the next, Micaiah decided to finally show him what he really wanted to see. Leaning forward, her hands shifting to the hem of her pants, her thumbs tucking into the inside to tighten her grip as she pulled the tight fabric down. She struggled a bit, but it only lasted for a moment or two as once she gained the momentum, her large ass was released from her garb's grasp with a prominent jiggle as she released her tights around her thighs.
Morgan's eyes went wide. Even with the back of her burgundy tunic obstructing a portion of his girlfriend's ass, there was still enough visible from the sides for him to be awestruck as he could just picture the pale bundles of flesh at the center.
Shifting her feet a bit back towards him, Morgan parted his knees to make room as Micaiah leaned down to sit atop of him. She placed a hand on his shoulder to keep herself up before she actually sat down, more so squatting atop of him. Meanwhile, Morgan shivered as he felt his cockhead press up against her soft rear with her tunic's fabric in the way. Still, he quickly did his best to help his girlfriend but moving his hands up to grasp her hips, helping to keep her up as she focused on getting the final preparations out of the way for their actual fun.
She brushed the back fabric of her tunic out of the way, allowing his cockhead to make direct contact with her rear as they both shuddered at the skin-on-skin contact. But after relishing the sensation for a moment, she quickly went to work sliding her black panties to the side.
She kept them on not because they look that cute or anything, hardly the most attractive pair she owned even by her standards(though she had been trying to raise those standards ever since she started dating Morgan). No, she just knew he liked the sight of whatever pair she wore sinking into the crevice of her butt. And so after exposing her now dripping folds, she split them open to expose the pink flesh within, moving her other hand under her to grasp his cock head and line it up.
They two shuddered once again when they felt his tip probe her entrance, a sensation they hadn't realized just how much they missed. But still, after a moment of hesitation as Micaiah felt a tinge of fear of being split open from his large cock after going a while without it, the need she felt to be filled overpowered her. So she dropped herself down on his length.
"HUuhh!"
"GUuh!"
The two gasped at the thrilling, almost overwhelming sensation they experienced. Micaiah's eyes closed shut as she threw her head back with a moan that practically used all the air from her lung. She could feel Morgan's girth stretch her insides as she clung tightly around his shaft, embracing his dick with her soft, velvet walls. Her hands immediately gripped his thighs for support, fingers clenching over the fabric of his thick pants.
Morgan meanwhile clenched her wide hips rather tightly as well, clenching his teeth as he suppressed the urge to nut on the spot. Despite having just cum with her mouth just minutes ago, returning to her insides after so long was a sort of relief that couldn't be described. And she welcomed him back with a greedy embrace that was difficult not to succumb to.
The temptation to succumb was made even more apparent when she started moving.
"Oh! Oh Gods!" She cried happily as she bounced atop of his length, raising her hips higher with each descent and quickly increasing the speed at which she did so. Her ass shaking with muffled claps when meeting his lap as the back of her tunic started to sway widely with her hair. It was a strange sight to Morgan admittedly, and he would've taken more note of it, had he not been so blown away by Micaiah's movements.
"Gods, Mi-Micaiah~" He could barely grunt out, unable to do anything save to guide her movements as she pinned him down with just the combined sensation and force of pussy and rear. He even forgot to use her favored title she liked to hear during these moments, but she didn't seem to mind as her movements grew even more enthusiastic.
"It's fine, Dear!" She shouted back at him, tossing her head over her shoulder to gaze back at him with a pleasure-stricken smile, one hand leaving his lap as she ran it through her silver hair, "Don't worry about anything except keeping that big dick of your's hard for me! So just sit back and enjoy as your lady tends to you, you can pay her back when we're back at the castle in a real bed."
She added a wink to that last part, with Morgan only nodding in response. He was all too ready to follow her advice and let her do all the work as she was so clearly passionate about doing. And here he thought he was pent up!
Micaiah was moving up and down his shaft with frantic yet paradoxically graceful movements, seemingly enthralled by his dick yet still keeping somewhat composed. It was admittedly quite the turn-on to Morgan to see her keep it together while being so enthusiastic for his dick. And it would work just as well for the sight when her composure would eventually crack.
Still, he needed to put in some work for that to happen. And he knew just what he could do with them like this.
"Hah! Hah! Ohhh goddesses~" Micaiah moaned, she was lucky that Yune had decided to stay at the castle to hang out with Feh. She remembered the bird's teasing chirps that the priestess knew were something along the lines of not wanting to get in between her and Morgan's alone time during their mission. And while Micaiah chastised her feathered partner for it, she was glad about the outcome. Had Yune seen her now, she'd never hear the end of those chirps which were some of the few things to get her easily flustered.
Micaiah had to admit, she had been needing this more than she realized. She had thought she would've taken this a bit slow at first, readjust herself back to Morgan's size before realizing going for gold at the end stretch. Yet here she was, sprinting at the start and only increasing in speed with every passing moment.
She couldn't help it! Once she felt herself filled back up by Morgan's shaft, she realized how much more she needed that blissful sensation. Again and again she reclaimed it, and yet it did nothing to satisfy her thirst, only enhancing it as she was practically chugging down a whole bottle to calm the fire within her core.
It was a bit hard to move as freely and easily as she wanted with so much of her tights still on, but Micaiah had had quite a bit of practice in this particular position, and she knew how to best make use of it. She shook her ass side-to-side while bouncing atop Morgan's shaft, causing it to rub more prominently against her sides. Even swaying her hips with circular motions for better effect, something Morgan took great pleasure in with his moans that spurred her on even more.
Though it didn't spur her on as much as what came next.
"Ahh!"
Micaiah's yelp was quite abrupt, cutting through the chorus of her moans and cries. Shifting her head back to gaze at the source of her yelp, she was met with Morgan's grinning face as he squeezed her ass quite heartedly. He was clenching as much of the soft flesh as he could with his fingers, which dug into her pale skin and sunk into her rear.
It was quite a bit different from the more gentle yet still passionate massage that he usually favored. But he wanted to surprise her. So giving a hearty and slightly rough squeeze did just that, especially considering her yelp and the way her pussy clenching up suddenly around him.
Seeing the smug look on her face, Micaiah could only grin, "Well, aren't you going to continue?" She asked with a teasing yet challenging tone, shaking her rear at him to entice him even further to continue. He rose to the challenge, with Micaiah gasping as her ass was suddenly assaulted with a barrage of grasps and rough squeezes, only to soon be followed by gentle, loving massages that made her purr in delight.
Her hips once again picked up their pace, raising up his length and dropping down on it with graceful yet quick movements. Swaying her hips to have his shaft rub against her walls as they tightly squeezed around him, all while his hands passionately worked on her butt.
The two were becoming marked in sweat that was starting to stain their clothing. Micaiah's movements contributed to glistening skin that was exposed. Strands of her silver-locks clinging to her face as she ran her fingers through them and her palms over her curves. Morgan meanwhile, despite not doing much work, was still wearing his cloak. So it was starting to get rather warm with it on along with most of his other clothing as he did his best to hold back for just a bit longer.
And with one final descent, Micaiah finally pulled him over the edge with her.
"Huuhh!?" Micaiah's gasp cut through the air, providing one last sound from their lips before a few moments of silence followed as their bodies went tense. Her head snapping back as she clutched it tightly with one hand, her other hand grabbed ahold of his for support as she clenched it far too hard than to his liking. Though her grip wasn't as hard as how her walls clamped down around his dick as they spasmed in accordance to her orgasm. The walls that held back a flood now bursting with desires that she had finally was able to partake in after far too long in her opinion.
Morgan, for his part, was far less open about his pleasure compared to his partner, but was still very clear. Be it the way he tightly clenched one of her hips with one hand while enduring his girlfriend's almost crushing grip with his other. Though whatever pain he felt from that was far eclipsed with the overwhelming sensation that came in her loins as they embraced his shaft in one of the tightest embraces he's ever felt. Clenching his teeth to the point they started to grate, he couldn't keep it up any longer until he finally succumbed.
"Uhhhhgghh!" His groan of pleasure cut through the silent air as, followed by a spasm series of pleasure that jolted through his body. His arms started to shake, his eyes clenching shut as he unloaded another batch of his cum to fill his girlfriend up, though in a different area this time.
" OHhhhh~! "The sensation of his orgasm also helped to finally break Micaiah's dam, letting her orgasm to flood her passage and his shaft in a wave of her juices as she cried out in blissful joy. Her walls eagerly milking his cock for every last drop of his seed that could be gained and then some. Even with her pussy already filled with their combined juices and slipping out from the small gaps between their loins, she still wanted more, wanted it to overflow more than it ever had before.
Eventually though, both their orgasms began to subside. Their bodies, which had gone from tense to spasming, now started to become limp. Morgan was barely able to keep the two of them upright as Micaiah's full weight bore down on him, quickly wrapping his arms around her waist for support for the two of them as she leaned into his embrace, her hands resting over his own.
"Huh~ Huh~"
For a time, nothing could be heard save for the sound of their deep breathing. The two were practically panting as they came down from quite a high. Whether their shared orgasms felt so intense due to simple pleasure or time since they last experienced it, they weren't quite sure, most likely both. But in any case, neither cared why when it felt so amazing.
Amazing enough that both craved more.
"Micaiah~" Morgan was the first to speak, barely able to utter her name before needing to take another deep breath.
She chuckled, understanding what he wanted to say easily as the silver-haired maiden responded, "I know Morgan, it...it felt amazing," She softly spoke out, showcasing her ability to recover her composure more easily than him.
And thus, she decided to offer up the suggestion they each wanted to express.
"Mhmm, gods. You know Morgan, after that, I'm not sure I can just stop our fun? Don't you think so?" Her words, while sounding a tad out of breath, were woven with a voice of calm and undertone of sultry that made Morgan shudder.
Yet as much as he wanted to give into those words that sounded like honey. He knew he had to offer some form of objection, "But...the mission. And we can't keep Opheli and L'Arachel waiting."
Micaiah grinned, hearing how unsure he was. Of course part of him wanted to not indulge in pleasure when others needed him. But she could hear how he was practically begging her to give him a reason to follow her deeper into this sea of relief that had both stepped into.
"But you're still so hard dear, won't it be painful for you to relax and focus on that mission with this big thing stuffing up your pants?" She teasingly asked, rolling her hips just ever so slightly in a way that made her shudder and her lover wince as she rubbed his still sensitive walls just enough within her overflowing loins.
She continued her assault, both physically and vocally, "It's been far too long. And since we've come this far, don't you think we should savor this chance?" Her voice took on a pouting tone as she gazed back at him with a pleading look that seemed almost deviant, as with narrow eyes, she asked, "I know I asked you to pay me back later, but thinking about it now, I'm not sure I can wait that long. Can't you help your poor, needy girlfriend out after she put in so much work for your first two orgasms?"
Morgan was stunned by her words and gaze, his hesitation quickly crumbling in the face of her pleas. He knew she was trying to rile him up! To play him like a fiddle so that he couldn't refuse. And dammit was she doing just that! After having partaken in such blissful relief, he wished to gain more, not to mention his desire to please his love and repay her for such amazing passion since they started didn't help.
And gods, when she started to flutter her golden eyes at him, his fate was already sealed.
Micaiah grinned as she saw purple flames of determination engulf his eyes, blazing away his hesitation as she prepared herself for what was to come. Only to then yelp as Morgan suddenly pushed them both up onto their feet and forced her against a nearby column situated right next to them.
Micaiah's hands shot out to grab the worn stone. Her gloved palms added a bit of cushion while her fingers dug into the rock as she braced herself. She bit her lip as she felt him firmly grab onto her hips A muffled moan passing through as he pulled his cock out till just the tip remained.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down for Micaiah as a brief train of logic ran through her mind. Was this really a good idea? To rut with Morgan in ruins they didn't know existed till within just the last hour while their comrades made their way towards their destination on the other side of the mountain between them? It was very possible she and Morgan wouldn't meet up with them by the end of the day.
If they truly, fully unleashed their pent-up lust here and now, then they'd need all day to do just that. And gods were their bodies going to be sore tomorrow as a consequence of it. She could already feel the small aches in her legs from riding Morgan. And she knew they were just the beginning of her payment for the fun she was about to have.
Oh right, fun, that was why she wanted to do this. To have fun with Morgan, to find relief with him as they allowed their love and passion to be expressed to the other. And upon remembering that, Micaiah felt all her worries dissipate.
Ophelia and L'Arachel would be fine, she thought. Thinking about it those two most likely had gotten side-tracked and were already on their little adventure. Worst-case scenario, she and Morgan could make up some excuse they'd muse over after doing some after-sex cuddling when night arrived.
But first, they needed to get through the day. So as Micaiah wiggled her hips in anticipation, Morgan finally got to work in truly letting her have it like they both needed and desired.
With a gasp and open smile, the silver-haired maiden allowed herself to be taken enthusiastically with the lad from afar who had her heart. The ruins of what was here may have been forgotten to time, but when she and Morgan added it to the map upon their return, they'd recall quite a happy memory whenever their eyes passed by it.