“Did you sleep well?” Her voice was smoldering now, breathy with desire.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Good, Milly and I were going to wake you up soon, in a very naughty way, but she dozed off again.” She pouted a bit; “So I guess I will have to take care of this-” One delicate finger traced his erection before withdrawing; “-myself…”
It seemed that one could still get morning wood even in the afternoon.
Her dark haired ears were perked up, both facing him. She nuzzled against his neck as she pushed the covers down below his waist, exposing her naked flesh and his turgid cock. She gripped his hard-on tightly in her hand, her claws retracted. Pleasure coursed through him.
“Ah… Erica wait-”
“I have waited Master… I’m sorry but I can’t wait anymore, I can feel your arousal. It burns so good. Now I want to feel your cum in my hand. I promised Milly that we would blow you together. But for now, I think a quick hand job is in order, don’t you?” Her fist tightened and began to stroke him slowly.
“Ahhhh…”
He was trapped. One arm held tightly between Milly’s heavy breasts, pinned to her body. His other was wrapped around Erica’s tanned form, but his hand still held her stone possessively, effectively putting it out of commission.
Erica picked up on his distress.
“Master, I can hold my heartstone for you, if you want to hold something else.” She wiggled her tanned tushy against his balled fist, her furry tail tickling his thumb.
He very much wanted to give her luscious ass a proper squeeze and she knew it. Her fist stroked faster.
“H-how?”
She giggled and shifted her weight upwards on him while spreading her knees, hand still in motion on his cock.
“Easy, just slip it inside of me… I’ll keep it safe and warm… and wet.”
He swallowed at her suggestion; it was just so… naughty. Then he shifted the smooth stone into his fingertips and guided it between her cheeks, spreading them with his knuckles as he slid her heart across her puckered hole, then her taint, and then rolling it into position over her moist cleft with one finger as she purred in encouragement.
She stroked him faster now, a gentle slapping noise heard in the tense silence of the room. His foreskin pulled down over his engorged head with every down-stroke. His scrotum tightened in anticipation.
She drew her face out of the crook of his neck, her emerald green eyes inches from his browns, and he noticed for the first time that her pupils were slitted.
With aching slowness she brought her lips to his, a whisper of a kiss.
His digit began to force the stone inside her, her tongue froze against his lips but she didn’t stop stroking him. He slid it in easily past her puffy labia, her liquid arousal more than enough for the tiny jewel to find its way inside her.
He stopped once he reached the first knuckle, not wanting to put it in too far. He withdrew his finger, feathering it across her nether lips and her puckered anus until his hand was finally able to give her ass the firm grope it needed.
He knew it was selfish, but that was the point.
She purred as his hand gripped her ass-flesh tightly; the feeling of her own heartstone lodged in her pussy almost enough to drive her into her own bliss.
His breathing was erratic, her stroking had brought him to the edge but he held himself back. She had sped up to the point that her hand was a blur, licking her lips as she turned away from his face to watch his cock intently.
“Show me baby…” She tongued his clavicle, never looking away from his cock; “Cum all over your naughty kitty’s paw so she can lick it all up.”
Her dirty talk finally sent him over the brink; he began to spurt while she purred intently. She held her head sideways, resting on his chest, as she watched him orgasm.
His first jet landed on her cheek just above her lips. She couldn’t help but draw the gooey liquid into her mouth with her tongue as he continued to spurt.
She never paused in her stroking, using his own semen to lubricate his cock as his cum pooled on his belly and chest. He clutched her ass so tightly is actually hurt as he thrust into her stroking fist, hoarsely crying out in ecstasy.
She was in heaven, her pussy convulsing around her stone as she orgasmed from the intensity of her master’s possessive grip. Her yowls accompanied his groans as they climaxed together.
Milly had woken up, but the pair was too far gone to notice until she had hefted her weight off of his shoulder. He had finished ejaculating now, and no small amount of his creamy seed had found its way onto the bottom of her breasts.
The panting pair paused for a moment, just watching Milly.
Without a word, she shifted the rest of the covers off, slid down on the bed and licked her tongue through the pool of cum on his stomach. Once she had a mouthful, she suckled the head of his erection into her mouth, swirling her cum covered tongue around his glans for a moment before releasing him.
With her mouth now full, she brought her head back up to a curious Erica’s face, gripped her with one hand and kissed her, using her tongue to push the salty load into the eager Katje’s mouth.
Nameless thought he might cum again from the sight.
Several moments passed before Milly drew her tongue out of the cat girl’s mouth, allowing her to swallow.
To match Milly’s gift, Erica deliberately brought her hand up to her face as her lovers watched intently. Without breaking eye contact with her, Erica drew her tongue across the meaty flesh between her thumb and forefinger, gathering up a great gob of cum. This time, she kissed Milly and pushed the semen into her mouth.
They went back and forth like this for several minutes, until there was no more to clean up and Nameless was so aroused by the sight he was almost fully hard again.
After one last steamy kiss with Erica, Milly drew back and scratched her ears affectionately.
“Good kitty.” She whispered.
Erica purred.
Nameless panted.
Milly smiled.
Their bliss was short-lived however, as a familiar Dryad opened the door without knocking.
“Oh my! I guess I got here too late!” She giggled at the compromised position of the group.
Milly and Erica were unperturbed by their nude state, although both of their hands found their way back to his penis, their meaning clear:
Back off lady, this is OURS!
Seeing their hands on his junk the Dryad licked her lips and smiled coyly. Nameless found himself too aroused to be embarrassed.
“Well, if you lot are rested up, which, judging by what I‘m seeing, you are, Aegis Holt would like to see you. And sisters, please forgive my boldness this morning, I was caught up in the excitement, there hasn’t been a new Empath in many years. You should expect a great many of the other girls will be sniffing around after your man. I also brought some clothes, although I’ve never understood why anyone wears the silly things.”
The Dryad plopped a pile of clean clothes on the foot of the bed for them to choose from and with a last flirt of her green tushy she left them to get dressed.
Milly and Erica looked worried, and a little confused.
“I don’t get it. I’ve never heard of an Empath before have you Milly?” Erica threw on a black shirt large enough to pass as a skirt, one shoulder left uncovered, as well as a pair of simple white panties, forgoing pants or a bra.
“No… but I guess the girls here are part of the Aegis so they would know about stuff like that…”
Evidently the Aegis was accustomed to clothing monsters of all sizes because the simple white button up shirt she donned actually contained her bust, though she left several buttons undone at the top.
She frowned at the denim overalls though; she liked what the shoulder straps did to her cleavage but didn’t like how long the legs were, they went down just past her knee.
After fussing with it for a bit Erica came over and rolled them up enough to reveal where her
creamy thighs transitioned into her velvety hide.
Nameless finally clued in that both girls were watching him out of the corners of their eyes as they dressed.
Ah… They’re dressing to impress ME. I suppose if it makes them happy I shall have to endure…
“That doesn’t make sense though, because Master hasn’t heard of one either.”
Erica removed the panties with a frown and a sideways glance at Nameless, still lying in bed he nudged his toe at a pair of dark purple and black ones that he liked better, trying to act like he was just stretching his leg. She took the hint and donned them. He was starting to enjoy himself.
“Ooooh those are cute Erica! They match your hair and ears, not to mention your tail!” Milly approved.
She then opted to lose the shirt altogether, the overalls came up high enough to cover her breasts so why not show master some skin? Once again Nameless gave an approving nod, like he was just getting a crick out of his neck.
“Thanks, I picked them myself.” Erica said nonchalantly; “Yeah I don’t think you even need a shirt, those overalls come up really high.”
Nameless was quite proud of his poker face.
After the girls were dressed they still fussed over their outfits a bit and Nameless was enjoying the flashes of skin they kept giving him.
Miranda’s probably not in a big hurry…
“I was lousy in school so I don’t know anything about Empaths, Miranda said there was another one but didn’t say much else.” He commented, getting back on topic.
The fashion show drawing to a close Nameless finally got out of bed and went to get dressed himself.
“You lot having fun playing dress-up? Should I come back later?”
Miranda was standing in the open door, wearing a fresh uniform, a sling over her arm, evidently even Dryad magic and Milly’s milk can’t fix a broken collarbone in a few hours.
Nameless squeaked and hid back under the covers.
Miranda shook her head and dropped a sheaf of papers on the foot of the bed, in the midst of the scattered clothes.
“Ugh, it smells like sex with a man in here. And relax kid, your scrawny ass isn’t enough to get me hot under the collar, you have the wrong set of equipment for my liking.” She indicated the papers; “Permits, licensing papers, tamer registration forms, and a copy of the Aegis Charter. I figured you’d need one since you seem intent on breaking it all the time. Also, you’ve received special dispensation from the supreme high mug-wump. So don’t worry, no one is gunna take sour puss over there away from you. I guess because you can read her mind their not worried she’s gunna go bonkers again.”
Erica’s ears flattened to her head, Milly calmly wrapped both arms around the irritated cat from behind and rested her chin on top of her head.
“Thank you Miranda, you’ve done so much for us, we’re all really grateful.”
Miranda rubbed one hand against the back of her neck self-consciously.
“Well, here’s the thing Milly. Me and Jan were dead in those woods this morning. We were dead and then you two kids showed up and went and changed that. So… thank you for that.”
Erica looked uncomfortable, she muttered something, then Milly gave her a shake and she said it louder.
“I’m sorry I fucked you guys up so bad. I-I wish I hadn’t. You seem… nice.”
Erica was looking at the floor, so Miranda decided to be gracious.
“No harm, we’re alive and you found your way out of the darkness so… win win.”
I hate you, you dog-smelling old cunt.
Fuck you pussy-cat.
Nameless was happy everyone was getting along.
He just wished Miranda would leave so he could quit hiding under the covers and put some pants on. As Miranda turned to go she had one last parting message.
“Oh also, I have been assigned to ah, monitor you while I heal up. You know, since you have no formal training? Nothing too invasive, kind of a mentoring program. I’ll be coming back with you to Kettering so... yeah that’s a thing.”
She left them in silence after that.
Milly was bemused, but for his part Nameless wasn’t a total idiot, he knew this had something to do with him being an Empath.
“Well… fuck!” Erica pouted.
Chapter 15:
Coming Home
After they filled out the necessary paperwork they set out from Wayfelt in the late afternoon.
Oddly, another Aegis girl had joined them, Nameless learned that she was an Undine named Nalia, and she gave him more than a few flirty looks.
Her leg on the mend, Jan refused to ride in the cart again, which was just as well because within a few miles it was obvious that something was wrong.
Milly was wincing at every step.
“Milly are you alright?” Nameless asked with concern.
“Oh! I-I’m fine.”
“No you aren’t! It’s your feet again isn’t it?!” Erica demanded.
“I-I’ll be okay.”
“Like hell! I remember the last time this happened you couldn’t walk for a week!”
Miranda frowned.
“Dammit Jiggles! Why didn’t you say something to the Dryad in Wayfelt?”
Milly blushed, looking uncomfortable with all of the attention.
“It’s not that bad…”
“Show me, please?” Nameless asked her.
She looked trapped, her eyes wide. After a few moments, she set down the handle of the cart and lifted one hoof for him to look at.
She had red and purple bruised on the underside of her nails.
He sucked in a breath.
“Milly! That looks awful!”
“It’s fine Master!”
“No it isn’t fine Milly, this is my fault! I shouldn’t have made you charge all the way out here!”
“If you hadn’t me and Jan would be dead kid, so go easy on yourself.” Miranda said seriously.
Erica and Jan both looked uncomfortable at that.
“Right, you and the pussy-cat can pull the cart, while Milly gets to put her feet up.”
None of them argued with that, though Milly looked really uncomfortable with the idea of her master carrying her instead of the other way around. She gingerly hoisted herself into the back of the cart, and once settled in they started out again, Erica and Nameless pulling the cart together.
“So, uh, Miranda?”
“Yeah kid?”
“What does this ‘mentoring’ thing mean?”
Jan snickered at his question.
“You want my mistress to teach you how to get a girl off? She’s really good at it.”
Erica quickly stepped in to defend him as he blushed at Jan’s joke.
“Whatever, I can teach him how just fine. The old lady can stick to the rules and paperwork.”
Jan growled low and Erica matched her with a threatening yowl of her own.
Miranda shot them both dirty looks and talked over their aggressive noises.
“It means you better behave yourself, cuz if you get in trouble, I get in trouble!” She scratched at her collarbone with her good hand and grimaced; “Look kid, there isn’t too much I can teach you about being an Empath. And really there isn’t going to be much mentoring. But you bonded with two pets within a few days with no training and no preparation, and one of them was a friggin’ Tenebrae! So the Aegis is concerned to say the least.”
Erica’s ears flattened at the mention of her former state.
Milly spoke up, awkwardly on her knees with her hands propped on the edge of the cart.
“But, Miranda! Me and Erica have known each other for a long time, we love each other and we love Master! We won’t cause any trouble. I swear!” Her eyes were wide with sincerity.
Miranda sighed.
“It’s not really that you two will cause trouble, it’s the fact that the kid is clueless when it comes to looking after you girls.”
“But Paul isn’t!” Milly broke in again.
Miranda looked confused as she stopped and turned to the cart.
“Paul? Who the hell is Paul?”
“He’s a farmer in Kettering. He used to be bonded to a Minotaur, so he knows all about them. He’s been helping us sell Milly’s milk and we’re renting a cottage from him.”
Erica looked confused.
“Why were you selling your milk?”
Milly reached out of the cart and touched her face before she whispered at the Katje, tears standing in her eyes.
“We were going to try to save up enough money to buy you from Brant.”
Erica almost dropped the handle at that, looking between their faces as her breathing became uneven.
“Y-you, w-were going to come… and… s-save me?”
Nameless and Milly both nodded at her.
“You… you g-guys are so f-fucking awesome!”
With that she and Nameless set the cart down slowly so that Milly wasn’t pitched out the front of it, and then the three of them threw their arms around each other whispering loving words at one another.
Jan and Miranda shared a look, despite their rough and tumble attitude even they were touched a bit by the scene. Nalia audibly sniffled, more open with her emotions then her Aegis comrades.
They left the kids to it for a few minute before Miranda coughed.
“Look, we need to get a move on. It’s already going to be quiet late when we get there, and apparently I need to meet this Paul guy.”
The hug broke up and they picked up the cart again.
“You already did, you borrowed his bucket the other day to soak me and Milly.”
Miranda frowned, shaking her head slightly.
“Hmm, I don’t remember him.”
Milly bounced excitedly in the cart.
“He’s really great! He says nice things about me all the time, and he calls me Moon-Pie!”
Jan snickered, until Erica hissed at her again, then she stuck her tongue out at the cat girl.
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It was late evening and Paul had tried to settle in for the night, he was anxious as he had seen no sign of Nameless or Milly all day. Their cart was gone and no one in town had any idea where they went.
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