So I don't know why I followed up on this, but I guess its... some form of creative spark? I dunno. But what's done is done, now I'll go back in the shame cave. Tell me what you think.
The sun was setting before the troupe of dancers arrived in Auburn. It was a small southern city just off the border of Vale and close to the rural side of Mistral, close to the Nola forest. It was a typical resort, vacation area, far from the trenches of the big cities and lightspeed lives, where everything just slowed down enough to appreciate life a little more.
There were far too many attractions in this relatively small place to count. It was a regular location for a traveling circus, which just happened to be in town, food trucks and stalls with many different treats and meats from around the world, and maybe twice a year, they would perform there as well. There wasn't much to see of the city itself- just another run-of-the-mill town that just happened to be in a great location, placed near a volcanic spring. The hot springs were really the only things worth setting out there for, and frankly, it was the main reason Kali asked to vacation there to begin with.
The caravans halted in a forest clearing a good mile away from the city, overlooking the trail and much to Kali's chagrin, it was absolutely frigid. The horses and farm animals were covered and tended too at least, but a girl could do with a little less than this. Dressed in a long, layered black and white-fired dress, Kali bounced off the carriage the moment it stopped and stretched, letting out a long, impatient sigh.
"Too long. Way too long," She grumbled, unabashedly dropping to the ground, spread-eagle and making a snow angel. "How you old crones can stay sat all day is beyond me."
Gemini snorted. "Say that again when your my age and have bones made of glass. Try hopping up and down your carriage then." The older faunus eased herself off her carriage, holding the arm of one of the few eager men in the camp, like a puppy trying to help his mother. She rubbed the boy's chin, making the boy smile from ear to ear before walking down to the close-by river and inspecting it.
"What do you think, Sister?" One of the dancers asked, hefting a sack over her shoulders.
Gemini rubbed her chin, studying the water and its currents, then sighed. "Another rotten one. It appears we may need to fetch water elsewhere."
The entire camp groaned. Another dud for free water. There was too much dust poisoning in the water to even try sterilizing it. It was hard to tell without giving the water a staredown you wouldn't give your worst enemy, but the signs were there. Light purple twinkles on the very surface, a slight metallic smell, and the lack of fish in the lake, all point to suggest to don't drink the damn water unless you're in the market for extra toes and glowing eyes.
Kali stared up at the cloudy, snowy clouds, hoping Gemini wouldn't notice her all the way down there until someone had the guts to crawl over her. A certain someone with a curly mess of red hair, glasses, and a boyish grin that he wore like a signature.
Leif Morte. Her lover and pain in her ass.
"Aren't you supposed to be working?" Kali mused, unabashedly smiling ear to ear.
"Aren't you?" Leif retorted, leaning down and giving her a much-needed kiss, warming her up far more than her coat did. "It's an equal world here. Start by picking up that anvil. It's light as a feather."
"My back still has another thirty years before I have to worry about it, Leif," Kali joked, poking his nose.
"Oh come on, it's like two tones, tops."
"Hush, you. And roll over." Kali shushed, pinching his chin and pulling his head down, crashing his lips back onto hers, where they belonged. Obliging like the intelligent man he was, Leif rolled over onto his back. Kali used his chest and coat as a pillow and closed her eyes, taking the time to enjoy the moment.
"Hey, you kids!" Gemini shouted, hefting a large sack of cotton over shoulder. "If you've got enough time to lay about, you have enough time to work! Get too it before I get the sandle!"
Leif winced. "God, I think I'd rather get shot at than see that thing again." He mumbled, combing his fingers through Kali's hair. The cat faunus whined, nuzzling against his hand before he pulled it away. "C'mon, up and atte'm."
Kali pouted. "And what if I don't want to- Aah!" A bizarre cross between a squeal and a moan flew out of her mouth as Leif smacked her ass. Hard. Hard enough for the sound to make a few birds fly from the branch in surprise, and for her supple ass to ripple and bounce even under layers of clothing. She glared at him, cheeks burning. "You-you…" She stammered.
The smug son of a bitch grinned from ear to ear. "Orders are orders, Kali. I'm trying to be a good boy here." He squeezed her ass gently, and rubbed the sore spot he just smacked before rolling her off him and walking off to do his chores.
Kali crossed her arms, fuming. It was far too late to be this wet.
The camp started setting up immediately, tents being lined up and dotted around the perimeter of the clearing. Guard stations, cooking tents, and animal kennels were raised first and quite quickly, with personal tents following. After that, it would come down to securing the area, hunting, gathering fresh water from town, in disguise if necessary. Then came the cooking, maintenance, decoration, cooking the dinners, by the time Kali and the other working girls were finished, it was already nearing midnight.
Kali trudged back to her tent with her head hung low, mumbling under her breath about overworking the grannies next time, stripped down to only her panties, and collapsed headfirst into her bed. She couldn't sleep though, no matter how much she tossed and turned. She frowned, groaning into her pillow, as if that would help it.
Something was missing.
As if on cue, Leif walked in through the tent flaps, and tied the drawstrings shut behind him. Kali's frown turned into a sly grin on the spot.
"You're late."
Leif rolled his eyes. "Being a man in this camp means I'm entitled to be fashionably late sometimes, you know. Gemini really works me to the bone."
Kali sat up and stretched, and just watched the pink rise up on his cheeks. "They're just breasts, Leif."
"They're just breasts, Leif," He mimed in a girly tone, cheeks steaming red now. "They're also your breasts. You're kind of the hottest woman in this troupe."
This time, it was Kali's turn to blush. She definitely knew htat for a fact, but hearing her boyfriend say it felt like something special. "Get down here before I have to get up and grab you myself."
He loudly cleared his throat, fumbling to take his jacket, shoes and pants off and curled into bed with her. And of course, he combed his fingers throug her ears.
"Mm, you bastard…" She purred, nuzzling into his hand. Each touch sent waves of gentle heat running through her head. That arrogant jester of a man knew exactly how to comfort her, and it annoyed her to no end just how easily she fell under his spell. Only she was allowed to push buttons here.
"I know, I'm cruel, aren't I?" Leif mused, giving her ears a gentle kiss. Her cat ears, something that many humans threw stones and spat at her for. Children tugged and bit at the ears that he treasured. She had scars on her right ear to prove it. And this intelligent, soft, spongy, dorky man was kissing them. She wanted to rip his clothes off right then and ravage him right at that moment.
"Leif…"
"Huh?"
"I love you."
"Oh?" In the pale of the moonlight, she could make out Leif's true, soft-featured smile. "Where did this come from?"
Kali couldn't stop a giggle. "You know what that does to me, Leif. It's… packed in a whole lot for me all at once," she admitted. "And it's kind of a turn on, you know." She punctuated that by grabbing his firm ass and giving it a tight squeeze.
He sucked in some air, biting his lip, probably fighting off a war in his head not to pop a boner. "Kali, we need to sleep. We've got an early start tomorrow if we want to enjoy this place."
"And I don't see why we can't have at least one session before we go to sleep," She purred, reaching down and rubbing his growing bulge with her free hand. She could feel that little guy grow and strain his shorts in her hand. She licked her lips, feeling another delicious meal was in order.
"K-Kali!" Leif stammered, suddenly seizing her hands and wrestling them above her head. "I love you, and I want to… a lot actually, but we need to sleep."
Kali pouted. "Since when were you the mature one in this relationship?" She sighed, then went to her back up plan. Her second wind to soothe her kinky mind. "That's fine. Then keep me still."
"K-Kali, we don't need to do that again," Leif squawked, his voice cracking. "You could just learn to stay still for a change."
Kali rolled her eyes again. This beloved fool really should just run on her commands- it would make life so much easier. "Leif, lets be honest, when I get horny, I can't resist touching and kissing you. If you want us to sleep, you do what you have to."
Leif looked like he was racking his brain to argue, but laziness and drowsiness won over. He reached into her case under her bed and pulled the velvet scarves uses for dance performances. The heated faunus licked her lips, feeling her heart skip a beat as he wrapped her wrists together with them. Tight and unyielding. Before he knew it, he drew another scarf around her lips and rested his head right where it belonged. On her breasts.
"Every night with you, I swear," He mumbled, starting to doze off.
Kali could only let out a muffled giggle. She was enjoying this far more than she should. Then again, it was a game to them. A very kinky, messed up game, but all in good fun.
She raised her arms above her head and drifted off without a care.
/
Auburn city wasn't much to write home about. The vast majority of the shops and eateries were carbon-copy, popular brands you would find just about anywhere. The few unique resturants were dingy nightclubs and dilapidated burger shacks that haven't seen a broom in decades. There was a coffee shop that's been there since Kali was a little kitten, and that showed no signs of stopping.
The real prize was the bathhouse.
The Auburn bathhouse was a stable of luxury that those who live in it commonly were unaware of. It was a trade secret enjoyed by those who couldn't afford as much and was lucky enough to find it. The springs dipped off into several different streams, which pooled into many different rooms, circulated by pipes and valves that Kali couldn't be bothered to learn about. All she knew was it meant with the right money, and just the right amount of charm, she could capture a room to herself.
It didn't take much to coax the young man working at the desk to see things her way. A wink here, a tug on her top there, and maybe give a dose of bedroom eyes and watch those IQ points drop. Before she knew it, the key was hastily dropped into her hands, and she was hurried out the side, where the private rooms where. She had a victorious smirk while she carried a fresh towel under her arm. It never fails.
The moment she opened the door, a gust of warm lavender air blew into her face and delighted her senses. There wasn't much to the room- simple creme and golden floor tiles like you would find in a typical bath. The water was a different story. It had a golden hue and beautifully steaming. It was like a layer of perfumed clouds were hazed over the rippling stream. Kali squealed with glee and bounced on the balls of her heels. God, she's been waiting all year for this.
She went into the changing room and wasted no time stripping nude and trotting over to the bath with a pep in her step. She dipped a toe in and squealed again, rubbing her hands together. It was just right. After taking a moment to calm herself, she lowered herself in and sank back with a quiet "ahh".
There was nothing quite like this, feeling every bit of stress and worry melt away into the water. She fidgeted a little, tilting her head to pop her neck before relaxing again. Within seconds, she did it again, drumming her fingers on the tiles this time. Before she knew it, she tried again, and sighed.
What was she fidgeting for? She should be relaxing. What could be better than this? No, no there was something missing. Something she really wanted.
Kali smirked.
She reached for her scroll on the floor tiles and called Leif, who answered seconds later. "Whatever it is, I didn't do it."
"Hey, dear, where are you right now?" She giggled. That darn goofball.
"Just finishing dinner. Gemini got on my ass for that ruckus I nearly caused in town, but she got over it pretty quickly," Leif answered. "But everyone in camps starting to rest up for the night. Where'd you run off to?"
"Where do you think? I was looking forward to taking a bath here and I'll be damned if I'm kept waiting any longer." Kali asserted, crossing her legs and standing up a bit straighter, treating this little bout as a huge accomplishment. "So, down to business. How good are your infiltration skills?"
"That's all I was ever really good for when I was a Huntsman. Why? Planning on leaving something nasty in that racists house?"
"Tempting, but no. I was actually hoping you'd sneak into the bathhouse. With me," She purred, licking her lips. There was silence on the other end for a while and she gleefully imagined that poor boy fiddling around, not sure what to do with himself.
"You're serious?"
"Very serious."
"R-Right then," Leif stuttered. "Give me about fifteen minutes."
"Work your magic, sweetie," She praised, hanging up the scroll. Fifteen minutes wasn't so bad. It would give her enough time to freshen up and relax before the groping-cuddling began.
Kali looked down at her quite amazing body, feeling some amount of self-consciousness. If she ever had a moment to herself ot consider it, there were some parts of herself that she didn't like, beautiful or not. Her breasts were a tad too large for her own liking, as were her thighs, and her money-making ass could jiggle a bit less, but she made do with them. What mattered was that the special man she loved worshiped them.
On the dot at fifteen minutes, the door slid open and Leif snuck in, locking the door behind him. The former Huntsman moved deliberately and swiftly, all in one fluid motion, showing just how skilled he was at this. Kali smiled and brazenly stood up, displaying her nude body for him to see.
"At least you weren't fashionably late this time."
"Hardy har," Leif mumbled, rolling his eyes. "N-Now get back in the pool. You'll catch a cold."
"Don't be a prude. You love when I'm naked," She teased, stepping out of the water and wrapping her arms around his neck. Right at that moment, she could just stare longingly into his eyes and give him a long, sweet kiss on his lips. "Get naked too. You're in a bath, Leif. Show some class."
The poor man sighed, shaking like a newborn deer. Leif wasn't as comfortable with being nude as she was, though she couldn't see why. Of course, he would tell her that he's too skinny, lacks muscle definition and she could see a bit of his ribcage, but she shrugged it off. He was still sexy in his own way and she loved him just the way he was.
"Whatever you say, ma'am."
He sucked in a deep breath and slid his shirt and jeans off, dropping his weapon belt and sheathed sword to the ground. Kali licked her lips, watching him strip off his boxers and show his cock, which of course, was rather special to her. It wasn't some massive monster that got random women addicted, or some thick tank, it was average. What made it special? It belonged to her and only her. No one would ever get it, or would even see it. It was a package that was hers alone and was given by someone she treasured more than anything in the world.
She beat the water at the right of her, smiling. "Well?"
Leif swallowed, stepping into the bath next to her, staring at the water, the wall, the rubber ducky floating on the other side of the pool, anything but herself. She smirked again. Someone was playing hard to get. So how to solve that problem? The confident woman suddenly straddled him, grazing her pussy against his cock, making him inhale sharply. "Pay attention to me, baby."
"I just wanted a bath," Leif pseudo-whined, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"You're really all about jokes, aren't you?" Kali cooed, kissing him again. "I love that about you. I love everything about you, actually."
"Oh god, you're getting sappy," Leif moaned. "That means you're getting horny."
Kali stifled a laugh. "Stoooop. I'm trying to be sincere here. It's quite rare that I get to do so. Now hush." She moved in for the kill, easing her lips onto his again.
They seperated and met again and again, sparking new life of fire in their bellies, moaning pleasantly. The kisses weren't fiery or dominating, but soft and sugary, pressing their lips and enjoying the feeling instead of mashing and mauling at each other. It lasted far longer, felt much better, and oh god, the romantic mood was just right. She wanted all of him, right there in that damn pool, and from how his manhood stood erect, prodding her thigh, he wanted all of her too.
She pulled away, deciding to give him a little treat. Leif whined the moment she pulled back, but his eyes shot open wide and he moaned as she scooted back and held his cock in her hands. "You like that, baby?" She cooed, holding his cheek. "You like it when I touch you like this?"
"Yeah…" He rasped, sinking his head back. The first pump already had him gasping, bringing a confident smirk to her lips. Three pumps turned the protector of the camp and strongest warrior they had into a pile of putty. She ran her tongue up his neck and the poor man shuddered in delight. "K-Kali, hold on-"
"Hush, Leif," She commanded, putting a finger over his lips. "Just focus on me." She pecked his lips and stroked his manhood mercilessly, rubbing the head with her thump. He brought a hand to his mouth to stifle a moan, but she couldn't have that. She grabbed his wrists with his free hand, grabbed his face by the chin and kissed him again.
"Kali…" Leif moaned wantonly, weakly thrusting up against her hand. His rock-hard manhood tensed up in her hands and twitched. "Kali, wait, wait, I'm about to- Ah!"
She bit his neck. Hard. White-hot ropes of cum shot into the water and all over her hand right at that moment. Hook line and sinker. The wily warrior was panting and shaking, coming down from one of the biggest orgasm's he's ever had.
"You like that, baby?" She cooed, grinning ear to ear and showing off her fangs.
He scowled back at her. "That. Hurt."
"Yeah, sure it did. That marks probably going to stay for ages," She beamed, quite proud of herself. "And look at you, you made a mess from one little bite. I should do that more often- Mmph!" Suddenly, one of the hand towels found itself stuffed in her mouth. She shuddered under his stare, feeling her body tingle.
"Towel up. We're going for a walk."
Oh God Yes.
/
The moment the door to her hotel room shut behind them, Kali was shoved back-first onto the bed. Her breasts jiggled madly as her back hit the bed, and she giggled, raising a brow at him sensually. The Sly Fox crawled over her, wasting no time in opening her towel like a birthday present, pulling it out from her and flinging to the corner of the room.
"Oh no, Leif, I needed that. I'm all exposed," She teased, hugging her breasts to cover her nipples and smirked up at him.
"Oh no, no more of that," Leif pressed, seizing her wrists and yanking her wrists above his head. Clearly someone had enough of her antics. He slipped the belt off the housecoat hanging next to the bed and tied her wrists with it.
Kali licked her lips again. The tightness, the firmness, not being able to fight back, being restrained, it sparked something in her. At the final tightening tug, she wanted to cum right there, grinding and bucking her hips against him helplessly. He could do whatever he wanted to her and she couldn't do a thing, She bit her lip hard, feeling herself dripping from her man finally digging in his heels and taking control.
"Is that necessary?" She rasped, tongue hanging out just as she stared back up at him.
"Since someone can't keep her hands to herself, hell yeah," He growled, swiveling his head around.
"Looking for something, baby?" She cooed, rubbing her bald pussy against his bare stomach.
"That I am." And he found it. The one velvet scarf she took with her as a good luck charm. Before she knew it, the soft piece was wrapped around her mouth, tightly between her lips. "There. No more biting."
Of course, the wily thief would hold that above her head. Before she could even think of rolling her eyes, he assaulted her breast with his hands and ran his tongue along her sensitive nipple. Lighting. Bolts of lining ran up her spine and pools of heat flooded her core. She was struck with such energy that she wanted to break out and ravage him right there, but these blasted restraints kept her docile. Behaved. And it drove her insane.
Kali bucked her hips, rubbing her wet pussy harder against his naval, his erect, delicious cock just inches out of reach. "Mmph! Mm!" What should have been begging for release was wanton whines and muffled moaning, all music to his ears. This was sheer torture and she loved every moment of it.
"Mm, not yet baby," Leif cooed this time, giving her nipple one last good suckle.
"Mmph!" She complained, wrapping a leg around his back.
"I said, not yet." Smack! Kali let out a loud moan of pleasure as his hand smacked her ass. Her leg went slack and slipped back on the bed as she looked up again, eyes misted with bliss. If he wanted her to behave like a good girl, then okay. She'll behave. She laid still as he peppered frustratingly soft kisses down her body until they reached ground zero. Her soaking wet pussy.
"Mmph!" She bucked up hard as his tongue slid up her hole. He slurped and sucked to his hearts content, forgetting just how much perfect torture he was putting her through. Oh God, she wanted him, mind, body and soul. She wanted him to fill her up and give her a family right there. Anything just for that cock to be inside her.
Sweating and mewling for minutes on end, moaning loudly, he looked up at her with some shred of mercy in his eyes. He crawled over her again, kissing her cheek and slipping the gag out of her mouth, letting it hang around her neck.
"Are you gonna bite me again?"
"No, Daddy," Kali breathed, licking her dry lips.
"Are you gonna behave for once?"
"Yes, Daddy, please… Please fill me up! Fuck me! I love you so damn much!"
It was Leif's turn to smirk. "Good girl." He entered on the spot and thrust slow at first before picking up the pace. A feeling of relief washed over her, like a glass of cold water in the middle of a desert. She moaned and squealed loudly with delight as he pounded her pussy into next week.
Minutes. Maybe an hour? She couldn't keep track. A burning pressure built up in her, like a boiling kettle. She looked in his eyes, silently begging for release, and he obliged, leaning down and sucking her neck hard. She screamed and came harder than she ever had in her life, going limp and panting.
"Satisfied?" Leif asked with a smile, untying her wrists. As much good that did. Those limbs may as well be jelly.
"I love it… when you take charge," She panted.
"And I hate it when you tease me," He retorted, pecking her lips. "Now how about we finally get some sleep?"
Kali smiled mischievously. "You just untied me, now you're talking about sleep? You could wake up bound and gagged tomorrow morning."
"That's tomorrows problem," The boy mumbled, too tired to think of anything clever. He wrapped his arms around her and snuggled her to his chest. "But for now… let's just rest."
Kali giggled. "Yes, dear."