A/N: Finally got around to doing a Lynx fic~ She's quite charming, and terribly underrated I feel~
Do enjoy~
It's Not So Cold With You Around
''Damn it's cold...''
''I know. Don't worry though, we're almost at the campsite I marked out!''
Caelus muttered an agreement, his teeth chattering as a cold wind blew by and lifted some snow with it, the biting chill of the Eternal Freeze still going strong. It didn't help that their altitude was higher, courtesy of climbing a small mountain; making the winds all the more potent.
Traversing the vast, unending wilderness of Belobog wasn't exactly at the top of his things to do, but circumstances had demanded it. Apparently Pela normally accompanied Lynx on her usual adventures, but due to a swarm of paperwork ending up on her desk she wouldn't be leaving her office for the next two days at best – thus, Serval had called him and asked him to go with Lynx instead. They'd fought together and he knew her decently, even if they weren't super close, so he agreed.
Of course he might've underestimated how cold Belobog truly was outside the range of the city's Geomarrow radiators. He borrowed one of Gepard's thick winter coats at Serval's insistence and even stuck on a pair of surprisingly comfy gloves – which, considering Gepard was a melee fighter, made sense – yet still winter's bite was insistently gnawing at any exposed flesh it could get at. The wind certainly didn't help; a strong enough breeze penetrating through the thick layers and leaving his insides feeling cold.
Puffing out a breath Caelus slowed as Lynx did the same, his eyes sweeping behind them. No predators nor monsters existed out here beyond the Fragmentum, and even they existed mainly in the valleys and fields, not on the mountains. As such all he saw was a vast, unending snowscape lit by the setting sun; amber glittering off of snowy surfaces near and far, illuminating the rolling hills hidden beneath the ivory veil and casting a long shadow behind nearby mountains.
''Alright, we're almost there, just one last climb!'' Lynx merrily chirped.
''You said that last time.'' Caelus remarked dryly as he turned to face her.
Lynx pouted at him, the expression an unquestionable cute one. Compared to his thick coat she looked almost underdressed for the weather, her tights covering her legs but looking insufficient given the weather. Considering she didn't complain once though he guessed they were doing a fine job of keeping the cold out. That, or she was just more used to the cold than he was. More likely the latter than not, he supposed.
''Seriously, it's just up here.'' Lynx pointed up the steep incline. ''Hey, don't look so glum, I'll lend you one of my ice axes – just stab it in, haul yourself up, repeat! Easy!''
Caelus grunted an agreement, enduring the cold wind that blew passed them. Lynx waited for the winds to settle before handing him the aforementioned ice axe, beckoning him closer to the icy slope ahead of them – only a thin coating of snow here, which was probably why she picked it in the first place. With a look of determination on her face Lynx dug her fingers into the compacted snow where she could, reared her axe back and stabbed it forth into the ice – tugging twice to make sure it was stable before hauling herself up, her hand catching another piece of compacted snow and repeating the process.
Caelus gave her a few moments before eyeing the wall. The pack full of supplies on his back made him uneasy about this, the prospect of tumbling backwards down a mountain most certainly not a fun idea – but he quenched such worries, drew in a fortifying if cold breath, and then grabbed on. The snow was firmer than he expected, only a couple flakes of snow coming loose as he hauled himself up – and internally he sighed with relief as his axe sunk into the ice, letting him pull himself further up.
Cute grunts from Lynx though made him look up – and he very nearly lost his grip as he got a look up her dress. Oh sure she was wearing thick winterproof tights, but that didn't stop him from getting an eyeful of her perky behind and nice thighs. He swallowed and tried to focus but in truth his eyes flitted up every chance he got, the upskirt view strangely erotic and, in a way, distracting him from the frigid cold around him.
Until before he knew it Lynx reached the summit and pulled herself over the edge and out of sight, with him just a few leaps behind. Exhaling Caelus focused back on his task, pulling and hauling himself up until he soon crested the top – a hand from Lynx helping pull him onto flat ground.
''Mn- hah!'' She almost flopped onto her ass the moment he was safe. ''Phew! You're a lot heavier than Pela.''
''I mean, she's like half my height.'' Caelus half-heartedly protested.
Something that drew a giggle out of Lynx. The sound was charming, his cheeks feeling warm, but mercifully she didn't pay it much mind. ''True. Anyway! Let's get this tent set up ASAP – the temperature is dropping by the minute!''
The thought gave Caelus a fresh bout of energy and compelled him to his feet, following after Lynx. The plateau she'd hauled him up to was fairly small but at a low risk of avalanches – the remaining dozen or so feet of the mountain mostly bereft of snow and revealing the onyx-black rock underneath. The spire of rock formed almost a C-shaped cove, providing decent protection from the winds and leaving just enough room for a tent, maybe two if you were to squeeze.
Dropping his backpack he plucked out the poles while Lynx took the tent out from her own backpack; unfurling the blue material and rolling it out with a quickness that came with experience.
''Okay, you know how to pitch one of these?'' Lynx queried even as she accepted two of the four poles from him.
''Er... I think?'' Caelus shrugged awkwardly. ''Sorry, never pitched a tent before.''
''It's fine! This one is super simple.'' She directed him towards the other end of the tent. ''See those two round rocks? Tie the loose ropes from the corners around them, then stab 'em with the pole to keep them in place. Easy!''
Then with a grin Lynx was off with her own two poles. Taking his eyes off of her he fumbled around in the growing darkness, the sun setting surprisingly fast and turning their surroundings from amber-lit to monochrome awfully fast, his eyes adapting to the darkness but not helping him with the growing cold. The rope was easy to find against the white snow at least and he hauled the it around the rock Lynx had pointed out, tied it tight and then stabbed the end down with the pole.
By the time he started on the second one Lynx had already finished; busying about as she helped bring the tent up. It was a blue dome in shape and as he got the last pole in it stood nearly about as tall as he was; more than enough to shuffle about inside of. A thought that lured him around to the front just as Lynx hauled their bags inside; a beckoning hand binging him under the unzipped door too.
''C'mon in!'' Lynx ushered with a bright smile. ''Lemme just zip this up and... boom, safe!''
''Still a bit cold in here.'' Caelus noted as he started pulling stuff out his pack – bedroll chief among them.
''Eh, it'll warm up a bit as it traps the heat, but it won't be toasty if that's what you're expecting. We are in the middle of the wilderness after all.'' Lynx shrugged easily and took out a blanket; pushing it up against the rim of the tent. ''This'll help keep the heat in a bit better. Put your bag by the wall too, helps insulate things a little.''
Caelus obeyed. Though the change wasn't immediate it did feel, at least on some level, like it helped – though that could just be his own mind tricking him. Banishing such a thought he took out their rations and water, eyes drifting to Lynx herself as the short blonde brought out her Geomarrow heater. Cubical in shape and grey in colour it looked crude in the same way manner many Belobogian things did; built to last with function over form in mind.
''Here, put the water on top of it.'' Lynx shuffled closer to him and set the box-shaped device down. ''Water tends to freeze out here pretty quickly. Plus, this'll make it warm too!''
The notion of something warm to drink – especially given their rations were only dried, unheated foods – was a very tempting one. With fumbling fingers he settled the bottles atop the box; having to hold them to stop them from sliding off its frost-covered top. As he waited for them to heat Lynx crawled over to her bag to get some other things... and in the process bent over again. Letting him see those rather thick thighs and perky behind.
This time though he failed to look away quickly enough. Lynx peeked his way and he averted his eyes, but from the corner of his vision he could see the realisation on her face – the pinkening cheeks, the embarrassment pursing her lips, the momentary hesitation. He pretended not to notice though and focused on the water bottles instead, shifting them about aimlessly and checking the underside so the plastic didn't melt. All good, and the ice inside was already melting, leaving just a few chunks to float about.
''I know you were looking at my butt.''
The comment was hardly out of left field but it still startled him all the same, warmth quick to colour his cheeks. ''Er... sorry.''
Lynx flushed and shuffled closer, her ice axes set to one side so they could dry. ''I-I mean I don't really mind that much. Plus it's... kinda nice to be looked at like that.''
''Huh?''
''I-I mean just because it's not a common occurrence!'' Lynx stammered out hurriedly, shying into herself. ''I don't really talk to guys that much and my work out in the snowfields is usually done with either Pela or by myself, so it's not like there's many chances for it.''
The revelation, if it could even be called that, left Caelus scratching his cheek. ''I think I understand?''
Lynx smiled bashfully at him, the growing rosy tint to her cheeks only making her appear cuter in that moment, her knees tucking up to her chin. ''So uh... yeah. I don't mind. Really.''
Caelus nodded absentmindedly and glanced down, removing the water bottles from the heater. Lynx accepted hers with a relieved thanks as she swung it back, glugging half of the bottle down in one go – the sight reminding him of how thirsty he himself felt. Two-thirds of a bottle later and he was feeling much less parched; the cap screwed tightly back into place before he set it down next to the heater for now.
His attention though, admittedly, was more on Lynx than anything else. With every passing moment the tent heated up from frigid to a more amicable temperature; the air warm enough that Lynx took her shoes off. He did the same but his eyes strayed to her, tracing her legs glad in blue winterproof tights. She caught him looking again, his gaze hard to not notice in the small tent, but she just smiled shyly and shuffled a little closer.
Using the unfurled bedroll like a seat she shifted up next to him, hip nearly touching his own. ''Um... you know, you're pretty handsome too...''
''Um, thanks...?''
Lynx's cheeks burned and she looked down, practically twiddling her thumbs, the atmosphere stilted. Part of him wanted to just throw his hands up and suggest they get ready for bed or something, but part of him wanted to see where this went. Lynx might not have the curves and bombast than her older sister did but she was cute in her own way. The fact she wore such covering clothes only fed his budding imagination, making him wonder what she'd be like under all those clothes.
It was a sinful though and one he was quick to banish. His attempt was foiled, however, as Lynx bumped her knee against his own, earning his gaze. ''H-Hey, since it's still pretty chilly why don't we um... warm up?''
The implication was unsaid but certainly heard, leaving him with the sudden choice – to shut this down and carry on the expedition as normal or take the leap and sleep with Serval's sister. It was a choice hardly difficult, in truth, a murmur of agreement passing his lips as he wrapped his left arm around her waist, pulling her close. Though her cheeks retained their rosy hue she leaned into his side with evident excitement, her uncertainty matched only by her adventurous spirit.
A spirit that made her swing one leg over his and straddle him. The sudden closeness left both of them flustered but Lynx didn't stop to wallow in it, her gloved hands cupping his cheeks instead – and then she kissed him. Her lips were slim and felt nice against his own, his surprise swiftly melting away as he reciprocated. His hands came to settle on her hips and hers on his shoulders, their lips drifting apart only to reconnect in another slow kiss.
Her closeness though fed his budding arousal; her thighs on either side of him and tempting his hands down further, tracing her back down to her ass. His hold was gentle but made Lynx shiver all the same, excitement apparent as she slipped her own hand between their bodies, fumbling for his zipper and pulling it down; opening his borrowed jacket and revealing the regular outfit he wore underneath. Lynx clearly wanted to see more than just that though, her hand falling to his belt and undoing it, the rattle sending a pleasant chill up his spine.
''This is kinda fun...'' Lynx giggled faintly, shy smile curling the corners of her lips up.
Caelus breathed an agreement, her cute visage filling his vision as she leaned in and stole another quick kiss. Her hands meanwhile got his belt out of the way and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock and allowing her gloved fingers to ensnare it, her grip gentle as if afraid of hurting him. He groaned all the same, intimately feeling the smooth material of her gloves graze along his cock as she stroked, her motions clumsy and awkward but made erotic by their novelty.
The way she handled his cock just made him more erect; his cock twitching into her hands and making Lynx squeak a little, blushing pink a moment later. Still despite her embarrassment she didn't back out or awkwardly try to disengage. If anything her daring adventurous side shone through as she took the challenge head-on, her fingers working his cock and her lips pecking his own, the occasional sheepish giggle mixed in that reinforced her cuteness.
Foreplay existed as only a vague concept though. Thus when Lynx slowed her hand Caelus didn't protest, his eyes on the blonde as she leaned against him and peeled the tights down – not all the way, just down to her knees and no more, but it was enough that she could awkwardly straddle him and guide his member to her sex. Just having the tip rub up against her nether lips was enough to fuel his growing horniness, the anticipation welling within him bringing his hands onto her sides, holding her steady.
''I-I've never done this so um... sorry, if I screw this up...'' Lynx mumbled sheepishly.
''Same.'' He breathed back, his cock swollen with need as she lined him up. ''Just, take it easy.''
''I know...''
Keeping herself propped up on one hand she held his cock steady with the other, eased herself forth – and his tip dipped into her virgin pussy. Her petals parted and her hot, slightly-wet insides welcomed him greedily, his cock-head sliding into her and the shaft soon following inch by inch – the change from mild air to searing hotness enough to make him gasp. Lynx mirrored the sound with one of her own, her expression tightening briefly as he went passed a certain point before she seemed to relax a bit.
Not that her insides did. The unyielding tightness that clamped around his cock felt amazing, his breath stolen as Lynx rocked her hips in slow rolls and moaned with him – her thighs brushing against his own as she eased herself onto his dick. He held onto her ass and helped pull her down, spearing himself into her tight pussy and feeling her walls clench around him, her expression tightening whenever he gave a small, sudden thrust.
''Mn, this feels, s-so good~'' Lynx mewled out. ''So much better, than doing it myself~''
The idea sent a pleasant shiver through him. ''You do it often out here?''
Lynx flushed at the question, but whether because she was impaling herself on his dick or sheer horniness she didn't mind answering. ''I-I mean, sometimes... not, nn, always 'cause I've got stuff to do but – ah – if I'm not really sleepy I might do it, t-to pass the time.''
He glanced momentarily at the bedroll, wondering how many times she'd tucked herself into it and finger-fucked herself to climax – how many squeals she'd made, lost to the snow plains of Belobog. The thought just fed his arousal, his cock aching inside of Lynx's narrow pussy as the Landau girl worked herself onto it, taking most of his length into her with whines abound. He leaned back briefly, just enough that he could get a look at their connected parts as his cock sunk between her bare, glistening folds and into her quivering depths, the sight fuelling the sensation.
The sensation of which only became more intense as Lynx got more into it; moans spilling out of the petite girl as she jammed herself onto him. The hotness that enveloped his cock spurred his hips into moving too; short, rough thrusts that buried him into the youngest Landau sibling, coaxing a sweet moan out of Lynx that left him wanting to hear it even more. His hips lurched and bucked, burying his manhood between her virgin petals and feeling her depths clench around him, squeezing his cock as he stirred up her insides, stretching her out with his pulsating shaft.
''Hng, Lynx, fuck...'' He wasn't one to curse but if there was ever a time it was now. ''What do you t-think about, when you...''
He trailed off, partially due to lack of breath but partially out of embarrassment. Lynx understood all the same though, her lips pursing briefly before a moan forced them to part, her words stumbling out with them. ''I-I usually bring a long a magazine for inspiration – w-worst case scenario I can use it for fuel, but if not I, g-get off to it...''
It took a lot of effort to get the words out, clearly, her embarrassment clogging her throat and her constant motion not helping with that. Still the image it painted in his mind – of Lynx on her front finger-fucking herself while drooling over a magazine – was indescribably hot, so much so it made him buck his hips back. The sudden motion made his cock slip out of Lynx, her startled squeak endearing – as was the ensuing yelp as he lurched forwards and bent over her, her legs against his torso as he pinned her between him and the floor.
His cock-head grazed her sopping petals – and Lynx squealed as he drove himself down into her. His hands caught the underside of her thighs and he held them as he plunged into her drooling tunnel, feeling her insides press in around his shaft, conforming to the shape of his cock as he fucked her like a man possessed. Some rational part of his mind argued to be gentle, to take it easy, but in truth all he could think of was fucking the cute Landau girl raw, his mind utterly consumed by lust.
A lust shared by Lynx herself. ''A-Ah~! Harder~!''
Caelus gladly obliged, screwing his eyes shut as he slammed down into her. Dire need ached up his cock but he had no plans of stopping, physically unable to entertain the thought – her slick, gripping snatch too pleasurable to pull out of. His hips bucked him forth and buried him down into her womanhood, feeling himself steadily come undone with every movement, his breathing becoming increasingly ragged.
Prompting him to release her thighs and catch her wrists instead, pinning them to the floor of the tent as he mating pressed her. Lynx cried out in delight, not even attempting to quieten her voice when they were out here in the wilderness, her jubilation abundant and her legs snaring his waist; feet locking as best she could and forcing his thrusts to be faster, rougher, messier. The sloppy smack of their connecting loins only fed his dire need more, his cock throbbing against her clenching walls as his mind lost all sense of reason-!
And then with a shout Caelus busted inside of her. He hilted, cock sheathed deep in her narrow pussy as he spilled untold amounts of virile seed within Lynx – the sudden creampie pushing the blonde to her own climax too. He was peripherally aware of her squeal, his body pressing hers down as he nutted irresponsibly in her; spurt after spurt of semen painting her walls white and no doubt pumping her womb full of it too.
Only when his potent climax waned did Caelus relax, a softer groan fleeing his lips as he pulled out. Lynx moaned at that, her lower half limp as he shuffled back and gave her room to breathe, their heavy panting the only noise in the room. His eyes though drifted to her crotch, her tights still pulled down and giving him a better look at her sex, his cum steadily leaking out of her in a thin stream.
A giggle from Lynx distracted him though, his eyes flitting up to her flushed face as she sat upright. She caught his eye and smiled brightly, enthusiastic. ''That was awesome! So much better than doing it by myself, heh~''
Caelus puffed out an agreement, though flushed at her eagerness. ''Wanna do it again?''
Lynx glanced down at his still-erect cock and looked positively excited by the idea. ''Sure! But, um, lemme get undressed first, it's kinda hot in here now...''
Sitting up on her knees Lynx pulled her tights and panties down, both tugged off of her ankles whilst her jacket was shrugged out of; exposing the skin-tight black shirt she wore underneath, thick enough to insulate her petite form from the cold. He swallowed at that and removed his pants and underwear too, his jacket and shirt left on as he climbed into his bedroll. Lynx shuffled over and joined him, his eyes getting a nice look at her perky behind before she squeezed in; a delighted sigh escaping her the moment she was tucked in. It was a bit of a snug fit with the two of them, but more than enough for them both.
Caelus though was more focused on her ass as it pressed up against his cock. He groaned and rocked his hips, grinding shamelessly between her cheeks and making Lynx whimper with anticipation; squirming up just enough so that he could be the big spoon and line himself up with her nether lips.
''Mn- ahhn~''
His cock slid in easily, aided by how wet Lynx was – parting her slick insides and filling the petite adventurer up. He wrapped an arm around her belly and held her close, grunting into her ear as he steadily pumped himself into her snug pussy, churning up the cum he'd already pumped into her. It overflowed around his cock and coaxed a slew of soft little moans out of Lynx, his cum trickling out of her as he made room for the next load.
The thought brought a soft groan out of him and he picked up the pace, his steady rhythm becoming more avid – driving his dick into her snugness. The blonde mewled sweetly and pushed her ass back into him, willingly taking his cock and being the little spoon happily, the noises he fucked out of her only feeding his rampant lust. It was one thing to press her into the floor and bust his load in her, it was an entirely different thing to snugglefuck her, to hold her in his arm as he slipped his dick in her.
''Lynx, nn...'' Caelus puffed out, his left hand sliding down her front.
Until soon he found her clit, teasing the little nub. Lynx clasped a hand over her mouth but it did a poor job of muffling her squeak, nor the moans that soon followed as he pumped into her faster – her cunt squeezing him like a wet, sticky vice as he hilted himself in her. He couldn't get enough of it, primal instincts egging him on as he shamelessly bred Gepard's younger sister, her perky behind clapped as he got rougher.
And Lynx loved it. Moans spilled freely from her lips and she clutched onto the bedroll just so she could push herself back onto his dick, the friction addictive for her as well. However even then he craved more, compelling Caelus to prop himself up on his arm more, leaning over – and a heartbeat later he stole a kiss, devouring Lynx's whine as their lips mashed together, her torso twisting more his way so they could keep it going.
Caelus was the one to break it off first, eyes screwing shut as he felt her narrow pussy clench so tightly. ''Y-You close?''
''Nearly?'' Lynx bit her bottom lip, peeking back at him.
The sight of which was too cute to resist; a quick kiss shared before he went to town on Lynx from behind. Her squeal filled the camping tent and the warmth radiating off of their bodies filled their bedroll, keeping them warm against the harsh winter winds – aided by the raw, balls-slapping sex they had, their moans freely made with no worry as to being overheard. The thought nearly tempted him to suggest going outside, to bend Lynx over and fuck her outdoors where none could see her – the only thing holding him off from such a suggestion being the cold.
But the idea of stripping Lynx naked and ploughing her outdoors was a decidedly erotic one. One that engrained itself into his mind as he ploughed the adventurer, her high-pitched cries of pleasure ringing out – spiking as he rubbed her clit, the overload of pleasure pushing the blonde to her limit. He didn't slow despite that; if anything he sped up, jamming his cock into Lynx's tight hole as he cuddlefucked her, his shaft aching in her slick, squeezing vice, the pressure spiralling as he went over the finish line-!
And then released himself inside of her. There was no time to pull out, no room, and with a shameless moan Caelus nutted inside of Lynx for the second time that night. She squealed and spasmed in his hold but he held her close, keeping his cock deep inside of her and pumping his baby batter deep into her womb – spurt after spurt of his warmth deposited in her depths as she milked it all out of him. He panted harshly in her ear, pressing himself against her rear one last time, every last drop poured into her.
Until the strength left him and he relaxed, a groan passing his lips and taking with it the last of his energy. Lynx's own mewl joined it, their panting the only noise to fill the tent, the muted howl of the winter winds outside joining them in chorus.
''...damn...'' Was all Caelus could think to say.
Drawing a giggle out of Lynx as she snuggled back into him, saying nothing but beaming with delight.
With fatigue weighing them down sleep came easily, rations forgotten about as they drifted off together.
Their escapade remaining a secret... along with all the following escapades in the coming months.
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