Boiling Rain Makes It Hot And Heavy
Viney sighed in her sleep, the sound content with the world. She curled deeper into whatever pillow she was sleeping on, the surface appealingly firm and warm, and nuzzled her cheek into it as she settled again.
"Viney," quietly called a familiar voice. "Wake up, honey."
Viney stirred from her slumber, grunting at the sudden realization of how sore she was. What? How did that happen …? Her eyes fluttered open to reveal the fuzzy image of her darkened room and a silhouette looming over her. She lifted her head a bit and focused to find a tall, slim woman with mousy brown hair, blue eyes, and soft features. Viney's mother, Primrose Rahel, was standing over her bed with her hands on her hips and an eyebrow arched, otherwise the picture of patience.
"Enjoy your night, young lady?" she asked, her tone weighted with meaning.
Viney grunted in confusion, the ache in her body growing more obvious and … centered between her legs. Huh? Then someone that wasn't her mother snorted a sleepy breath and Viney realized she wasn't cuddling a pillow. She turned her head to find the leanly muscled chest of a fair-skinned witchling with messy green hair.
Edric Blight was sleeping beneath her, on her bed, both of them wrapped in her comforter.
She belatedly realized that both of them were naked underneath.
"Uh," Viney said, mind whirling as last night came back to her in a rush. "It's … not what it looks like?"
"Lousy weather oracles!" Viney snapped. "Can't get anything right!"
"You're telling me!" Edric snapped back, focused on the task at hand.
The two Hexside students were racing through the air as boiling rain began in a sprinkle that seemed to grow heavier by the minute. The weather oracles had predicted that the boiling rain would hit after midnight, but as usual they were either early or late — never just right!
Viney held onto Edric's waist with one hand while holding a shield above them both with the other, as even small splashes from the searing precipitation could cause burns. Edric was too focused on steering his staff capped by his spider-pig palisman, Copper, to enjoy Viney's arm around him as they sped toward the Rahel household. On the outskirts of Bonesborough, it was a separate house with a real yard and a reinforced barn for Puddles — very far from the market where they had been before.
"C'mon, Copper!" Edric urged as the rain quickly grew into a downpour. "Just a little further!"
"Pull up!" Viney shouted over the rain, and Edric trusted her. He pulled upward and Cooper slowed just in time to keep them from crashing into the front door. A quick spell from Viney opened the door and they flew in with barely a ruffle of wind — Copper shrinking from his staff form — to tumble across the living room and come to a relatively unharmed stop between the open kitchen and the living room.
They both remained tense for a moment and before relaxing, only then realizing their position. They were wrapped in each others' arms, Edric on top of Viney, and pressed very close to each other. Every curve and plane perfectly fitted together and their legs tangled. Granted, it had been a spur-of-the-moment motion to protect one another … but it brought a faint blush to each of their faces.
"Thanks, Eddy," Viney said, her voice stilted with sudden nerves as she traced a spell that had the door slam shut and lock against the storm. Her own palisman, Percy, poked his head up from the inside pocket of Viney's open flannel shirt and purred, nuzzling her cheek before flapping away with Copper scuttling along after him.
"You, too," Edric said, smiling awkwardly as he untangled himself from her and offered a hand to help her up. Viney took it and hauled herself to her feet, brushing herself off and trying not to think about how Edric had felt laying on top of her, almost cradling her in his arms just as she had done to him. She straightened her outer shirt she wore over a navy tank top and cutoff shorts, glancing around to the icebox to find a note taped to the front. She moved to take the note and read silently.
Took Liana to the movies. Stew for you in the micrograve. Will try to beat the rain, but you know the oracles. Hope you had fun on your date! - Mom.
"Everything okay?" Edric asked, standing up from starting a blaze in the living room fireplace.
"Sounds like my folks and my sister are caught at the theater," Viney reported, replacing the note and summoning her scroll to check the weather report. Their arrival predictions may be terrible, but weather oracles tended to do better in judging how long the rains would last. "The rain should last most of the night." She smiled to herself. "Looks like we've got the place to ourselves."
"Oh my, whatever could we do to pass the time?" Edric asked teasingly. Viney's cheeks pinked at the insinuation and she glanced at Edric, finding him looking at her from over the rims of his glasses, chin perched between his thumb and forefinger with a teasing … and challenging look in his eyes. Her heart fluttered at the look.
She and Edric had been dating for about a year now, ever since the fall of the Collector. They'd grown close during the time of the Collector's reign, when Hexside had been one of the few pockets of freedom left, bonding over multi-tracking and Beastkeeping as she helped heal him from his tumble down a well. After Luz and the Hexsquad had triumphed and things began the slow crawl to a new normal for the Isles, they had fumbled through a mutual confession and things had carried on.
Some things more slowly than others. After a year, though, maybe it was time to change that …
"I can think of a few things," Viney said smoothly, masking her faint nerves with her usual chill.
"Really," Edric said with a knowing grin, adjusting his glasses like he knew drove her crazy with the light of the fireplace haloing him. "Like what?"
Viney vanished her scroll and walked purposefully toward her boyfriend, deliberately putting some extra swing in her hips. She reached out and ran her fingers down his shirt, a yellow button-up with a cauldron emblem on the breast pocket that contrasted his dark slacks and leather shoes. She ran her other hand through his hair before gently pushing against his chest to have him sit on the couch. He looked up at her with admiration as she slipped into his lap, removing his glasses to place them somewhere safe. "Like this," she answered huskily, and leaned in to kiss him.
It was a small thing at first — a sweet thing. Soft and unhurried, filled with tenderness and warmth. One thing she appreciated about Edric was that he never pressured her. He'd been unfailingly patient when she wanted to go slow, never complaining and at times even encouraging it.
Soon though, bathed in the heat of the fire … a different heat started to rise up between them. Their kisses grew deeper and more passionate, their breathing heavier and more ragged. Viney wove her fingers into Edric's hair as he held her waist to keep her in place, his hands having slipped under her shirt. Their chests drew together in desire for contact, fitting together perfectly just like before.
Edric broke away with a wet smack and began trailing open-mouthed kisses down Viney's neck and across her collarbone, past the straps of her tank top as her flannel shirt had worked its way down her shoulders that planted more kisses upon, each touch like a spark on her skin. Viney mewled at the contact, her eyes half-open in love-drunken stupor. Her breathing quickened even further … and she felt something else rise in the back of her mind.
Viney growled, clenched her teeth, and she dug her nails into Edric's hair. He grunted in sudden pain, but kept kissing her.
"Edric, wait," Viney panted. "Stop."
He did. Immediately.
Edric pulled slowly away from Viney's shoulder to let her lean back and catch her breath, and looked up at her with confusion, frustration, the barest trace of hurt … all of it drowning in concern. "Viney?" he asked, his voice a husky whisper even as his eyes were wide and innocent. "Is everything alright?"
Viney took a moment to simply look at him, her eyes wide in return. She'd relaxed enough to settle herself, but looking into those golden eyes calmed the fires burning inside like cool, clear water on a fire. She tenderly placed her hand against the side of Edric's cheek and a smile flickered across his lips as he leaned into the touch, Viney's heart melting.
That was why she'd been concerned about taking their relationship further.
Magic was a part of every witch and demon of the Boiling Isles, a power at the core of their being — both literally in that it was stored in an organ tied to the heart, but also figuratively in that each and every witch and demon infused a part of themself into every spell they used. So strongly tied to them, magic tended to reflect within each wielder, in different ways depending on the art and style most used and the sheer passion in its use.
For beastkeepers in particular, this resulted in a strong tie to the beasts they kept, making them more like those selfsame beasts. It softened their hearts to empathy for animals, sharpened their instincts … and stoked their primal, bestial urges. This could manifest as quick tempers, hearty appetites, deep-seated protective instincts … and often as a powerful sex drive.
For Viney, who had been dabbling in Beastkeeping in one form or another for most of her life, even back in the baby class under her father's informal tutelage, this last facet had emerged early, when she'd started puberty. Her dad had seen it coming and thoroughly warned her, so the resultant string of brief but powerful schoolyard crushes had been managed well, if with difficulty. She'd practiced walling that part of herself away for years, only letting it start to waver with Edric. And she knew that going all the way would bring those walls crumbling down upon them both.
Given Edric had only been studying Beastkeeping magic for a few years and seriously for less than two, it hadn't impacted him nearly as strongly so far.
Viney's desires had reared their heads several times when she and Edric began to fool around over the last year, and every time she had managed to back off and clear her head before things got intense. Another reason she was so grateful that he respected her. But looking into Edric's eyes now, after he had yet again stopped without hesitation when she needed him to … she knew she was ready to give him more than her heart and her trust.
Viney slipped off her flannel shirt and tossed it backward to land on the clawfee table, baring her muscled arms. She shifted her shoulders to press her breasts together and leaned forward a little to bear her cleavage down her tank top. "I want you to come with me," she whispered, weaving her fingers with his, "to my room." She stood up and pulled Edric to his feet before almost dragging him to her bedroom and slamming the door behind them.
The room was simple with wood paneling and a rug-covered floor, and they'd been there a hundred times with the door open and her parents and sister home. The bed rested in the middle against the far wall with bookcases, a dresser, a vanity, and a desk flanking it, and a closet door. A few posters covered the walls and books on Healing and Beastkeeping magic were stacked on every elevated surface.
Viney didn't hesitate before she threw her arms around her boyfriend's shoulders, dragging him into a searing kiss. Edric held her hips and returned the kiss without a thought, but drew back to lean his forehead against hers. "Viney, are- are you sure?"
"Yes," Viney whispered harshly. "No more waiting, Eddy. You've been so patient with me, it's time I showed you how much it means to me."
"You don't have to prove anything to me," Edric said firmly, placing a chaste kiss on her forehead. "I'm happy knowing you're happy." He sighed and rubbed his nose against hers. "So one more time. Are you sure?"
Viney chuckled and kissed his cheek before slowly undoing the buttons of his shirt to bare his defined chest and abdomen. "I'm very sure," she said, calmly and firmly.
"Awesome," Edric laughed and reached to take her by the backs of her thighs and lift her into his hold as he kissed her. Viney moaned at the gesture and pushed his shirt from his shoulders, forgetting that his hold on her meant he couldn't get it off quite yet. They fixed that as Edric spun and dropped her onto the bed and Edric stood up to cast off his shirt and remove his shoes and socks before kneeling and removing Viney's boots and socks with far more care.
As he stood back up, Edric ran his hands up the outside of Viney's legs, savoring the muscle he felt under his hands. He grinned at the feel of her shivering under his touch and he stopped at the hem of her tank top, looking to her eyes for permission as he settled his knees against the foot of the bed. Viney nodded and lifted her arms so that Edric could draw the fabric over her head and toss it away, revealing her toned abs under her matching navy sports bra.
Edric gasped at the sight before him, laboring to sear it into his brain for all time. Viney, his wonderful, brilliant, kickass Viney, supine before him with her arms raised, eyes lidded with want, and a devilish smile on her lips.
Then it got better — Viney gripped the straps of her sports bra and slipped it off.
Edric swallowed at the sight of his girlfriend half-naked, his face turning red enough to rival anyone in his family. His hands twitched with the urge to touch her, but even more he wanted to just … bask in the sight for a moment.
At the same time, Viney couldn't help but mentally cheer at the fearsome blush and dopey grin on Edric's face at the sight of her. She was observant enough to know she was one of the bustiest girls at Hexside — Willow being one of the few to surpass her in that regard, and Hunter being a lucky man for it — but actually seeing how much he liked how she looked … It was a thrill even greater than diving from the clouds on Puddles.
"So?" she asked smokily. "Are you going to stare all night …" She crooked her finger in a come-hither motion, "… or do something?"
Edric blinked and swallowed, his tongue darting to wet his lips before he reached down and palmed her bare breasts, his touch cautious and exploratory. Viney moaned in the back of her throat at the warmth and pressure from his hands that stoked the heat that had been growing between her legs, squeezing her eyes shut to savor the feel. As his grip grew firmer and he began to fondle and squeeze, she groaned with pleasure and mounting desire. She had no idea how long he played with her breasts, but soon it wasn't enough.
"Edric, I- Oh! T-That feels good," she groaned, "but m-maybe work downward?"
Edric took a shuddering breath and nodded, even if she couldn't see him with her eyes closed tight. He ran his hands from her breasts and down over her abdomen, the muscles of her core defined without being prominent. Viney didn't work out for definition, she did so for real strength — and even that was a turn on for him. He continued his path over her hips and to the waistline of her denim cutoffs, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband.
"Do it," Viney said breathily, almost whining as she bit onto one of her fingers. He unbuttoned her shorts and slipped them down over her muscled legs to reveal navy panties. Here, Edric paused, unsure of what to do. Did she want him to touch her now? R-Remove what was left? What-?
Viney huffed and made the choice for him, gripping her panties between her thumbs and forefingers to slip them off in one quick motion before tossing them away and spreading her legs. And, oh. The sight of that …!
Viney's womanhood was neatly trimmed, the rest smooth as could be.
"Holy Titan," he rasped. His brain seemed to shut off for a long second as he tried to take in every inch of Viney's curvy, muscled body. He trembled as he cautiously placed his hands on her thighs, running his palms up the smooth skin to settle once more on her hips. His throat bobbed as he tried to figure out what to do next, any and all intelligent thought fried by the sheer beauty before him.
"Edric, don't tease me," Viney whimpered, breathing heavily as she bit harder onto her knuckle.
"I'm not," he said. "I just- I don't-"
Viney sighed with fond exasperation and took his hand in hers to place his fingers against her nether lips. She guided him through a few motions of running the pads of his fingers along the moistening slit, mewls pouring from her to encourage him.
Edric caught on quickly and began stroking her womanhood, trying different motions with methodical exploration even as his own breathing sped up with desire. His inhibitions slowly melted in the face of the heat rising in his chest and seeming to emanate in waves from Viney and he thought back to a few books he'd read before running his fingers around the top of her womanhood to find a certain … treasure.
"Oh!" Viney gasped as he found it. "Yes! There!" She was panting now, her chest heaving, the back of one hand over her eyes and the other caressing her breasts. "Do that again!" He did, brushing his thumb around her clitoris as he watched her expression twist with pleasure, the rising cries from her throat like music to his ears. Before long, Viney's back arched and she gave a ragged, drawn-out shout before settling back down, her body trembling, and he drew his hands back to watch with awe as his lovely lady caught her breath, one hand at her chest and the other idly running up and down one thigh in a mindlessly feminine motion.
"That was great, Eddy," Viney sighed. She blinked her eyes open and looked at him from under her wrist before her gaze traveled down and she smiled wickedly. "You okay down there?"
He was confused for a split second before he realized that his slacks suddenly seemed way too tight. Viney smiled and sat up to reach for him, eyes flicking up to meet his for silent permission. Edric nodded and Viney unbuttoned his slacks to slide them down, revealing a large tent in his grey boxers covered in purple hearts.
"Seriously?" Viney giggled.
"I didn't expect you to see them," Edric replied with embarrassment. Embarrassment that was cut off by Viney suddenly pushing down his boxers to free his manhood before gripping his waist in both hands and dragging him bodily onto the bed. He yelped as Viney rolled them over and pulled his slacks and boxers the rest of the way off his legs to toss them aside, placing her hands on his thighs to spread his legs and get a good look at him.
As a student of the Healing track, Viney had seen more than a few medical diagrams of witch and demon phalli. A guilty pleasure of the occasional sappy romance novel had left her with several descriptions of them that she had laughed at as unrealistic. Edric's was around average by her admittedly little personal experience … but she was fine with that. Her mother had given her "the talk" about the "gargoyles and the pixies" long ago and told her that average was best. Evolution did not lie.
All of that shuffled to the back of her brain as her beastkeeper's instincts rose up at the sight and she ran her hands up Edric's faint abs and defined pecs before cupping his jaw in both hands and kissing him with fervent passion. Edric returned the kiss with enthusiasm and Viney let it continue for a few long, sultry moments before pulling back with a wet pop and easing back down to observe his manhood.
Viney swallowed as the scent of him hit her, like a solid, masculine musk. On sheer instinct, she leaned over him and pressed her nose to the green curls above his length to inhale, the fires in her loins stoking again and rising up. She groaned, almost growled, and ran her fingers delicately along his phallus.
Edric gasped and fought to keep still as Viney gripped his manhood and pumped, her grip firm and her motions almost painstakingly slow. "V-Viney," he whimpered.
"Hmm?" Viney replied, gaze flicking up to meet his with a sly smile.
"F-Fast-ter," he stammered, biting his lip. "Please."
"Since you said please," Viney chuckled. She gripped him a bit harder and sped her motions, marveling at the velvety softness that covered and contrasted the erection. She flicked her thumb over the base of his head every time she rose up, and Edric groaned with pleasure. Her eyes were as focused as a greymalk on an eye rat, something in her chest relishing the feeling of bringing such feelings to her mate.
Edric's hips began jerking as he neared his climax and Viney traced a spell to summon a cloth to hold over the head of his phallus just as he ejected, the cloth catching his seed. She held it in place until he'd relaxed and examined the white fluid. For a moment she was tempted to taste it, but caught herself just as she began to extend her tongue. Instead, she tossed the cloth into a hamper and removed the fish hook from her ear and the tie from her hair, fluffing her tresses to try and look sexier.
"How was that?" she asked.
"Amazing," Edric sighed, looking up at Viney as if she were a Titaness herself.
Viney purred in the back of her throat and climbed atop Edric, straddling his pelvis. She ran her tongue over her teeth like a predator and took Edric's head in her hands, pulling his lips to her breast. "Go on," she crooned, stroking her fingers through his hair, and he began to suckle her pebbled nipple.
Viney keened as small waves of pleasure rippled from that contact. She had long noticed that her breasts were very sensitive, and she had once wondered if it had to do with the idea of nursing. The innate, animal desire to feed her children one day. She gasped as Edric released her nipple and latched onto the other without hesitation, one of his hands moving to grope and massage the freed breast.
Viney bit her lip as she began to rut her hips against Edric's thigh, the delicious friction like malk-nip to a greymalk demon. She dug her nails into Edric's scalp, her breaths coming in ragged pants as she held him to her breasts. She whined as her lover tore himself away, only to seize her lips with his. She embraced the kiss with mindless heat, her instincts raging even louder, and she pulled away from the kiss to bite down on Edric's shoulder as if to mark him for her own.
"Ow, Viney!" Edric cried out in shock, her nails almost drawing blood beneath his hair. Her teeth had drawn blood …
Viney gasped and tore herself away from Edric, tumbling on her backside and scurrying to the edge of the bed. Her heart was still pounding, but it was no longer with arousal. Fear had drenched that heat in an ice bath and she stared at the bleeding mark on Edric's shoulder with horror.
"Mother Titan," she whispered, touching her fingers to her lips and pulling them away to find scarlet. "Edric, I-" Sorrow rose like a crashing wave and her face twisted with regret. "I'm sorry," she whimpered, tears pooling in her eyes to fall in fat drops. "I'm so sorry." She sniffled and tried to fight it, but her emotions were raw and she sobbed bitterly into her hands, curling into a fetal ball.
"Viney," Edric said levelly, as if speaking to an agitated beast demon in class, "it's okay." He moved toward her on his knees, unembarrassed by his state of undress, and gently held her wrists in his hands to draw them away. Viney curled in tighter, but Edric kept up the faint pressure and drew her hands away to look into those soulful green eyes that he had come to love. "Was that the beastkeeper rut?"
Viney sniffled and focused on him with wide eyes. "You-?" She swallowed and did nothing as he slid his hands into hers. "You know about that?"
"I've read about it a few times," he admitted. "I always got the idea that it was a personal thing. Figured I'd wait for you to bring it up when you were ready."
Viney stared with her mouth hanging open. "And you still-? You- With me?"
"I trust you, Viney," he said with a small smile. "Was I surprised just now? Yeah, I was. But I know you won't hurt me." He huffed a chuckle. "Not again, anyway."
Viney's look of hope crumbled into despair. "I can't control it, Eddy," she whispered brokenly. "It's too strong. It's too much of who I am. And you, I- I can't be on guard with you. You make me too comfortable."
Edric pursed his lips and thought for a moment … and then a crazy idea came to mind. "What if …?" He coughed and tried again, his face reddening again. "What if we didn't control it?" He ran his thumbs over the backs of her hands in a soothing gesture. "What if we … embraced it?" Viney blinked and looked into his eyes with confusion.
"We could," he offered, cheeks burning as bright as any member of his family, "try this like the beasts do."
Viney's eyes widened in comprehension. She tried to think it through logically, but her libido was rising back up and screaming at her to be sated. Her hands were trembling with the urge to run them over Edric's body, and that wasn't even close to the heat between her legs. The sight of Edric's half-hard phallus twitching to full strength wasn't helping, either.
Besides, she wanted him tonight. She had decided to give herself, and if Edric was willing, she would do so without reservation.
Viney found herself nodding and rolling over onto her hands and knees, spreading her thighs to present herself to him. Her breathing was jerky with anticipation, her fingers clenching at the sheets. She gasped as she felt Edric place his hands on her hips, gentle and tender as he kneaded the muscle. He ran his hands up her sides and over her front to squeeze her breasts, drawing a pleasured groan that went straight to her nethers. He leaned over her back, his weight barely adding strain to her arms, and kissed her behind her ear before whispering, "Are you sure, Viney?"
"Yes!" she breathed, her heart soaring. Even now, he was worried for her feelings, her consent. "Yes, Eddy! Take me now!"
She felt Edric rise off of her back and once more grip her hips, firmer this time, before prodding her entrance with his tip. She groaned in frustration, fisting the sheets even harder as her heart thundered. She felt him push in slowly, and she groaned at the mix of pain and pleasure it brought as her body stretched in a way it never had before. She grit her teeth, tears beading in her eyes as he pushed even further until their pelvises met and she heard him groan.
"Viney?" he asked.
"Slow," she grunted, her voice strained. "Slow for now. Keep going."
Edric did so and slowly unsheathed himself from her, the slide of it as torturous as it was wonderful. He slid back in, and the pain was diminished, though the pleasure was not. He entered her again and she gasped in desire.
"Faster," she snapped. "Harder!"
He dutifully slammed into her, and it was like soaring through the clouds. Viney couldn't help a cry of passion, her eyes rolling back as she panted her breaths. "Oh, Eddy!" she wailed.
"Ah, Viney!" Edric grunted, sweat beading his brow as his blush raged. His own breathing was ragged as he thrust into his lover, his teeth clenched as he strained to keep from exploding within her. She was so tight and warm, so much better than he had ever imagined. He snarled as something began to awaken in the back of his mind, something fierce and needy. He dug his nails into Viney's hips and thrust even harder and she shrieked her pleasure.
"Viney, I'm gonna-!" he groaned.
"Do it, Edric!" she cried out, her voice strained with lust. "Fill me! Breed me!"
A primal scream tore from Edric's throat as he finally came, his seed bursting forth with a quaking orgasm. He held Viney's hips close as he emptied into her, one hand fumbling around to her front between her legs to find that certain spot and rubbing with two fingers.
Viney almost howled with rapture at the feel of Edric's fingers on her clitoris and the pressure that had been building within her finally seemed to snap and burst free for raw ecstasy to pour forth and flood every inch of her body. Her back arched with a ragged cry before she collapsed to the mattress, her body trembling. Edric wrapped his arms around her front and lifted her up and around to settle her against his heaving chest.
Viney wrapped her arms around Edric and rode out the aftershocks of her climax with mewls of satisfaction, nuzzling into her boyfriend and lightly kissing his salty skin. Edric carded his hand through her hair, the other holding her close as he rested his chin against her head and savored their closeness.
When Viney's awareness finally reemerged, she blinked and squirmed before tracing a small spell circle between her hips. The magic seeped into her body and flashed with heat that made her wince before easing into icy coolness.
"What was that?" Edric asked blearily.
"A spell to prevent pregnancy," she sighed, settling back against him. "We're too young to be parents, huh?"
"Yeah," he huffed, rubbing his eyes. He blinked a few times and looked down at Viney, placing his finger under her chin to tilt her head up to meet his gaze. "So. Um, how was it?"
Viney laughed in delight and kissed him. "It was magnificent, Eddy," she purred. Then her eyes darkened and she shifted and rose onto her knees again before leaning over him. "How about a second round?"
"S-Sure," Edric whimpered, very turned on by the look in his girlfriend's eyes. "How do you-?"
Viney grasped his manhood and pumped until he was hard again, keeping her eyes on his the whole while, then grinned and rose up over him. She took a deep breath and lowered herself onto him, shivering with delight as she felt him fill her from a completely different angle.
"Ah, Viney!" Edric gasped, grabbing hold of her waist for something to anchor himself.
"Ready?" she asked huskily.
"Yes," he breathed. "Come on, Sweetheart. Take me!"
Viney shifted her hands to hold Edric's shoulders, then rolled her hips. She cooed with pleasure at the feel of his firmness inside of her. She kissed his forehead sweetly and continued to roll her hips, idly noticing that her bestial side wasn't pushing her. This was all her, desiring to share intimacy with Edric once again.
Edric struggled to control his breathing as he gazed up at Viney with awe. As she sped her pace, he marveled at how gracefully she moved. Not to mention the sway of her breasts. Edric released one of her hips and pawed at her bust, seizing one and thumbing her nipple. Viney gasped and he smiled and took hold of the other, kneading the supple flesh that filled his hands.
"Eddy!" Viney keened, now bouncing on Edric's manhood as she rolled her hips.
"Viney!" he groaned back. He released her breasts and took hold of her hips to drag her closer so that he could latch on with his lips, slurping at one breast as he again took hold of the other. His free hand grazed down her side and back to between her legs for the bundle of joy that would push her over the edge.
Viney wailed with lust at the stimulation from her breasts, clitoris, and deep inside that all mixed together to push her ever higher. "Edric!" she cried out. "Oh Titan, yes! That's it! That's-! Eddy-!"
She hurtled off the edge of euphoria with one more ragged scream, Edric's own shout of bliss muffled by her breast and sending delicious vibration through her that only made her joy rise higher. She fell boneless against Edric's chest, her body shaking from head to toe and clutching at her boyfriend even harder than he held onto her.
"Wow," Edric rasped, placing a kiss on Viney's head.
"Yeah, wow," she giggled tiredly. She groaned as she grabbed the folded comforter that had long fallen to the floor and spread it over herself and Edric before settling back into him, hand on his chest as he wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Sleep tight, Edric," Viney yawned before nuzzling his cheek with a giggle and pawing at his chest.
"Sleep tight, Viney," Edric sighed as he nuzzled right back, trailing his hands over her body.
After a while, peaceful sleep would claim them. But not after cuddling for as long as they could bring themselves to stay awake.
"Not what it looks like?" Primrose asked archly. "Then, please, illuminate me, daughter dear. I've found you and your boyfriend naked and in bed early in the morning after your father, Liana, and I got home after the boiling rain. What could this be?"
Viney and Edric glanced at each other. He shrugged and Viney sighed, holding the comforter to her chest. "Okay, fine. It's exactly what it looks like."
"What a surprise," Primrose sighed. She brushed her hand down her face and took a bundle from her purse. She unfurled Viney's shirt wrapped around Edric's glasses, passing the spectacles to him. Edric took them cautiously and put them on.
"You're lucky your father is so tired from sleeping in the theater," Primrose said, "and that he took charge of putting your sister to bed. If he had been the one to connect the dots …"
Viney paled and swallowed. "Oh, Titan."
"Exactly," Primrose said. She looked at Edric and traced a circle that gathered his things. "Get up and get dressed. Leave through the window."
"Ma'am?" Edric asked, pulling the comforter up to his chest in surprise.
"For Titan's sake, Edric," Primrose scolded quietly, "I'm a nurse. I've been dressing patients since before you were born!"
Edric blushed and got up, quickly dressing under Primrose's discerning gaze. She glanced at her daughter to find the girl watching … appreciatively, and hummed in motherly exasperation. When Edric was dressed, he summoned his staff capped by Copper and opened the window. He moved to leave, but paused before backtracking and, with a quick, apologetic look at Primrose, cupped Viney's cheek and kissed her. He smiled and nodded to both of them before taking his leave, soaring away on his staff.
"Mom-" Viney tried.
"Don't," Primrose sighed, righteous anger finally touching her soft features. "Not until I've had a chance to get some real sleep." She covered her nose. "And you've had a chance to shower, young lady."
"Mom, I-" Viney tried again, but her mother waved a hand to cut her off.
"I know, Viney. You love him. You appreciate that he's been patient with you. You wanted to show that to him." Primrose's eyes hardened a little. "I saw the bite on his neck, Viney. The scratches on his chest and the grooves in his back. I know that you lost control of yourself, as your father warned you." Then her eyes softened. "But he's alive and well, and he clearly still cares so deeply for you."
"Are you gonna tell Dad?" Viney asked hesitantly. Viney loved her parents deeply, and respected them just as much. It had been her mother's work as a nurse and her father's love of animals that had motivated her to become a veterinarian, a healer of animals.
The idea of disappointing either of them was close to heartbreaking.
"No," Primrose said tonelessly and fixed Viney with a stern gaze. "You will. In the morning proper, after we get some rest."
Viney blushed and nodded with resignation.
"Now shower, change your sheets, and get some more rest, dear," Primrose said, heading for the door. "I love you," she added with the barest hint of a smile before closing the door.
Viney lay back for a moment to think, but her nose scrunched up when she realized how sticky her sheets were. "Ugh," she groaned and rolled out of bed, wincing at the ache between her legs. She stripped her sheets and rolled them up to toss into her clothes hamper before collecting some pajamas and darting down the hall to the bathroom.
As she got the water running, she wondered if Edric would have an awkward encounter this morning. She smiled wanly and decided, with his luck, that yes he would.
She wondered more so as she slipped into the falling water how she had gotten so lucky to have such a sweet guy in her life.
Edric lifted the oiled window of his bedroom in complete and utter silence before slipping in and closing it back. He sighed and traded a look with Copper before relaxing and turning to head for his door and the shower beyond.
Then his bedside lamp clicked on to reveal Emira in his vanity chair in her pajamas, sitting with her legs crossed, her arms folded, and a none-too-pleased look on her face.
"Morning, Ed," she said primly. "Have a fun night?"
"I was trapped at Viney's because of the rain," Edric said neutrally. "I've had better."
"Oh, I'm sure Viney will be heartbroken to hear that," Emira said with a hard little smile.
"What do you mean?" Edric asked, deciding to play dumb.
"That you have a bite mark on your neck, brother dear," she said simply, "and smell like sweat and sex."
"How would you know?" Edric asked, then bit his lip at confirming her suspicions.
"I didn't until you said that," Emira grinned, standing up. She padded closer and jabbed Edric in the chest. "Viney's a great girl and I approve, just so you know. But if you break her heart," Emira grinned that hard little smile, "I'll be happy to pick her up for myself."
"Don't you dare," Edric snarled.
"Of course not, dummy!" Emira laughed, the atmosphere lightening. "She's been your girlfriend, not to mention with you. That would be insensitive and wrong on so many levels." She turned and made for the door. "If you want some tips, Derwin and I have gotten pretty far. Just ask."
"What?" Edric asked, the word strangled with disgust.
"Kidding!" Emira said. "About the advice." And then she was gone.
Edric made a disgusted face and gagged at the thought of his twin sister having sex. "Ugh," he grunted. Then he sniffed himself and gagged again. He moved to leave for the shower, hoping against hope that Amity or their dad wouldn't catch and grill him, but paused at the feel of his scroll.
He fished it out … and blushed at the picture. Viney seemed fresh out of the shower and had a short towel wrapped around her body and held closed below her bared cleavage, the hem stretching low enough to just barely keep her decent. She was looking into the camera with her eyelids half-lowered and a wicked smile, her hair brushed but still wet and her fish hook earring back in place.
Missing you already, Stud, she messaged.
Edric bolted for the bathroom and stripped down, angling his camera to show his upper body and taking a picture of his own of a sultry smile as he lowered his glasses and winked. He triple-checked the receiver to avoid another text mishap like so long ago at the library, and sent it with nerves twisting in his belly.
Missing you always, Hot Stuff.
"Ed!" Amity shouted, banging on the door. "Hurry up! I've got a date with Luz this morning!"
"I'll be out soon!" he shouted, turning on the water and smiling dopily at the thought of the wonderful girl he was so lucky to have in his life.
Yet another experiment with smut. The idea of beastkeeper instincts hit me and latched onto Vinedric. Lousy plot bunny, tehe.
*Viney's surname is the Latin spelling of the name Rachel, an homage to Rachel Vine - the show writer that Viney was named after behind the scenes.
*Liana is Viney's little sister. She's named after a term for woody vines - get it? I've used her before in "Dynamic Entrails," though this is generally a separate timeline.
*A greymalk is a three-eyed cat seen on Hooty's beast demon board in "Knock, Knock, Knocking On Hooty's Door." It is named for the grimalkin, or greymalkin, a fairie cat of Scottish folklore.
*Viney's mom is named for the surname I gave Viney in my "Ash & Ebony" Huntlow series. Give it a try if you haven't already!
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