Home of Consequence

by Archibald Bradford

  “Okay, we’re married.” With one finger she flicked his half-hard cock upwards; “Though your proposal was a bit marred with your weener hanging out don’t you think?”

  He ran his cum-covered thumb over her lips, until she opened her mouth and sucked it inside. While she sucked the salty cum off his thumb, he deliberately reached into the deep V of her dress with his other hand and cupped one breast, the peak of her nipple pressing into his palm.

  “Yeah? Well, you said you’d show me your tits and never did, so nobody’s perfect.”

  She hummed around his thumb while he fondled her breasts, but the pitch of her hum turned plaintive and she leaned her head back.

  “You said I was perfect!”

  He took a step back from her and tucked himself back into his stained pants.

  “That was before you failed to show me the goods sweetheart.”

  She stood from the table and closed the gap between them, looming over him.

  “Oh… are we playing again?”

  He shook his head as his hands encircled her waist.

  “No, no more playing. I want you. I want to hear you screaming pleasure.”

  They barely made it to the bedroom.

  The heat of his words had her lips hungry for his and they stumbled towards the back room, kissing all the way as she pulled at his clothes.

  They lost their balance at the edge of the bed and with a giggling shriek Volka landed on her back, her wings spread out underneath her.

  Nameless stood between her knees, her legs dangling over the side of the bed.

  Their eyes met, and with deliberate movement she pulled her dress up, revealing more and more of her creamy skin to his hungry gaze.

  He all but fell to his knees beside the bed, his hands resting on her naked thighs as the dress rose ever higher.

  “I want to taste you.” He whispered into the faint light.

  She let out a moan as she pulled the dress past her hips.

  No panties.

  She winked at him.

  “I want that too, darling.”

  With the reverence that an angel deserved he leaned down and placed his mouth over her mound.

  Without delay he pushed his tongue inside her, tasting her sweetness.

  His technique suffered a bit as he battled his own lust, but she was just glad to finally have his tongue working on her and was soon panting desperately as he worked to finish what she had started for herself with her fingers.

  “Ah! Oh goddess! Please!”

  She gripped her own hair tight with both hands and turned her head to one side as his tongue wriggled inside of her and his nose pressed against her clit.

  “Enough! My love, enough, I want you, I want to feel you cum inside me!”

  His mouth left her dripping pussy behind with one last lick that turned into a sucking kiss on her clit.

  As her hips pressed upwards he took the opportunity to push her dress higher, revealing her stomach as he ran his tongue into the angel’s naval.

  Using his powers he reached out to the other girls, before dinner he had told them what he planned, and now was the time.

  With a spike of naughty desire he conveyed to them exactly what he wanted, or rather, what Volka wanted.

  “Husband! I beg you! Take me now!” The Valkyrie was breathless as her wings shifted beneath her.

  He chuckled and ran his tongue between her breasts, still hidden by the dress, and up her chin to her lips.

  For the briefest of moments he had to pull away from her to get out of his clothes, his cock hard once more.

  She sat up on one elbow, her neck straining as her other hand reached between her spread legs and parted her slick folds for him.

  “Take me.” She whispered.

  He did.

  The urgency of his first thrust drove the air from her lungs.

  He lay mostly atop her now, one hand on the bed by her neck, the other cupping her breast as he worked his hips to piston his cock in and out of her.

  Her eyes rolled at the intense pleasure of her first coupling with her bond-mate and she gasped out again and again from his efforts.

  “Darling, we are being watched.”

  His teasing whisper was far from discreet as he plunged himself deep into her warmth, her inner muscles convulsing around his erection at his words.

  Her eyes focused and she fell back on the bed, looking around to see that the other girls were scattered about the bedroom, far enough away to not intrude, but more than close enough to see everything.

  “Oh! They’re watching us? They can see me?”

  Her tunnel flooded with fresh desire as his cock pounded in and out of her at a steady gait.

  The feeling of her bond-sisters’ eyes on her in her exposed state had her climbing the heights of ecstasy.

  Ophelia spoke softly from the corner, where she held a naked and filthy Nina in her lap, paying the giant back for earlier.

  “Yes we are watching you dearheart, we can see all of you. Such a naughty angel you are and everyone can see it!”

  Volka let out a cry as Nameless pinched her nipple, before nestling his face into her breasts and redoubling his efforts.

  “Watch me! Oh goddess! Watch me!”

  Her words dropped into indecipherable moans as she thrashed her pelvis, the lips of her pussy dragging over his length as he plunged into her again and again, wet slapping noised filling the heavy air of the bedroom.

  A few minutes of this and her pussy spasmed and Nameless let out a grunt as his cum spilled into the thrashing angel.

  Volka screamed in simultaneous orgasm.

  He drove his spurting cock into her over and over while the angel cried out her release to the whole cottage again and again.

  The feel of his warm cum coating the inside of her pussy drove her wild.

  Dimly, Nameless heard Nina cry out as well, an image of Ophelia’s fingers working between the giant’s legs flashed into his mind for a moment while Volka bucked beneath him.

  Once the paroxysms diminished he slumped on top of her, resting his cheek on her sweaty breast, still hidden from his view.

  He swallowed to moisten his dry mouth and find his voice after a moment.

  “Nina came from watching us, baby.”

  “Milly too!” Erica called from over by the vanity, her face wet from her efforts between the heaving Minotaur’s legs.

  He chuckled, and then lifted himself up for a moment to allow Volka to adjust one of her wings.

  “That was amazing baby.”

  She pulled him close again, his cock still inside her.

  “Yeah, it was.” Volka panted; “Allow me a moment, to savour the feel of your girth within me, then I shall tend to my beautiful sister’s needs as well.”

  Nameless shuddered as his cock gradually softened inside her, then he pulled the deep v of her dress to one side, finally exposing her pink nipple to his eyes, with a quick suckle he pressed himself tighter to her flesh and spoke in a muffled voice.

  “Why is it that sometimes you speak very casually, and then others you sound like you’re making declarations from a mountain top?”

  Volka thought for a moment, before shrugging.

  “The time I was born into was more formal, but I am adapting, would you have me use smaller words and say ‘ya’ll’ more?”

  He chuckled into the swell of her breasts as he worked his sensitive cock within her, a slight stimulation as they basked in the afterglow.

  “You just be you. Because you are amazing.”

  She let out a sigh of satisfaction, but then her tone turned haughty.

  “I am aren’t I?”

  He snorted into her flesh, tickling her cleavage, then shook his head.

  “No darling, I was talking to your pussy.”

  With a chuckle, she stroked her fingers over his sweaty shoulders.

  “Oh, are we playing again?”

  Chapter 12:

  Eviction Notice

  “Okay, I t
hink it’s safe to cross that name off the list.”

  Miranda groaned and stretched while sitting on a chair in Lucinda’s kitchen, arching her back as an audible pop come from her spine.

  “But that’s the last one Mistress…” Jez fretted.

  The buxom cleaning lady they had shadowed for most of the night turned out to be a cleaning gentleman. Once they were close enough to investigate his assets it was a closed case and they had returned to Jez’s mom’s house in the woods even as the moon was setting and the sky was gradually brightening.

  Miranda yawned and stretched again. Seeing this, the Gripau shot her tongue out to wrap around her mistress’s chest just below her breasts, once she had her wrapped up she began to rhythmically constrict the tough muscle to massage her love’s sore back.

  “Yeah, I know-oh! That’s nice baby, thanks.” Miranda sighed and leaned her head back.

  “Tho wha no?”

  The Aegis agent’s eyes were closed but she still answered.

  “Mmm, what now? It was a long shot to begin with. It’s not like a real arms dealer would be twirling her lady-mustache and otherwise being obvious. But it was better than the alternative.”

  “Wha’s ahh awherahev?”

  With her head still tilted back, Miranda opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling before blowing out her cheeks in a heavy sigh.

  “The alternative is going over every shipping manifest for the last six months for all of the warehouses. Because the only reason I can see for an arms dealer to be here is the shipping connections. Which means we have to flag any discrepancy in the manifests. Declared weight, value, anything.”

  She moaned as Jez’s tongued and hands massages her neck and shoulders even harder.

  “In other words, we have a lot more long nights ahead of us.”

  With a frown she glanced at the dawn light breaking through the trees on the other side of the window.

  “Wha abow-”

  Miranda touched the fleshy tongue under her breasts to still the Gripau’s garbled speech.

  “Jez, baby, I’m at the limit of my ability to decipher what you’re saying. The girls should be awake any minute, then you and I can crash and they can start the slog.”

  __________

  The day after Nameless and Volka’s night together, Erica was polishing Milly’s horns, the two of them sharing a moment alone in the cottage after their daily training routine.

  Erica’s ears swiveled towards the door however when she faintly heard voices and splashing from outside.

  “What is that?”

  “Hmmm?” Milly still had her eyes closed with her head in the Katje’s lap.

  The Katje was frozen for a second save for her ears shifting to and fro.

  “That noise, there it is again!”

  Milly pulled her head up and the pair stood, after a moment she heard it to.

  “Let’s go see!”

  It didn’t take them long to find the source of the disturbance. When they got outside they were both stunned to see the Saenga Amazons in the pond, it looked like they were trying to wash up in the frigid water through chattering teeth.

  “Witch’s tits! This water is cold! Myrina are you certain this is how the human’s bathe together? Have they no hot-springs?!” Kaylee demanded.

  Myrina, the oldest amongst the Amazons and their de-facto leader away from Escrya’s mother, washed herself with a serene expression on her face as she responded.

  “I am certain. There is no other space large enough for us to be together. Just treat it as training, endure the water and strengthen your mind as you cleanse your body.”

  All of the other Amazons glared at her, save Escrya, who tried to match the older Amazon’s demeanor out of solidarity, though her trembling lower lip gave her away.

  Erica moved to shore and waved to get their attention.

  “Hey girls! What are you doing? We have a shower and a bath inside!”

  Both Nameless and Ophelia had made the offer when they had arrived but the Amazons refused to do anything that they perceived might be an imposition to them.

  “It’s alright Erica.” Escrya smiled as she came out of the water slightly to bring her breasts into view, again though, her lip trembled as she spoke; “The women of the Saenga bathe communally, your bathing room is too small for us all. Besides, Myrina says this is training, so we endure.”

  Milly shook her head uncertainly.

  “Well, okay, if you’re sure. I don’t understand why you aren’t using the bathhouse though.”

  The already freezing Amazons froze for a long moment.

  Finally one of them looked to Myrina with narrowed eyes and spoke through gritted teeth.

  “A Bathhouse? There’s a bathhouse?”

  “Yeah, on the other side of town, in the woods, with big heated pools and everything!”

  All eyes were boring into Myrina who no longer looked so tranquil.

  She gave a nervous cough.

  “I did not, uh… know that. So I guess there is no reason for us to-”

  “GET HER!” Helena shouted and Myrina was suddenly beset on all sides by her angry sisters.

  Paul came through the field while the Amazons were in the thick of their grand melee and gave a low whistle at the sight of so many naked women writhing together in the pond.

  “I’m deliverin’ an eviction notice to you lot, you girls an’ the kid can move into the big house while I take the cottage with the view.”

  Milly giggled and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

  “Hello Paul!”

  “Hullo Moon-Pie, just came to say the timber for the fence is sitting in front of my barn if’n your man… wants… to… get…” His voice trailed off to nothing as he stood mesmerized.

  Having finished punishing Myrina, the Amazons made their way towards shore, and their statuesque figures emerging from the water was a sight to behold.

  The cold water had their lightly tanned skin glistening and tight with goose-bumps, while their nipples were similarly perky and pointing on their impressive breasts.

  Paul shook himself briskly and looked away.

  “Hellfire, I’ll need a dip myself in a minute!”

  “What were you saying?” Erica asked absently.

  She too had to tear her eyes away from the Amazons.

  “The wood’s been delivered for the fence! Just came to say! Now, I have some chores that need tending, and I do mean right now!”

  Paul turned and walked purposefully across the field in search of his Cockatrices.

  “He sure has a lot of chores these days.” Milly giggled.

  Erica chortled along with her while the Amazons were pulling their clothes on, still cursing out Myrina. The older monster had survived their assault, though she was now sporting a black eye and a distinct sulk.

  “Right, well, I should go and get Master so we can get to work on the fence, thanks for the polish!”

  Erica had gone back to ogling the Amazons, so Milly grabbed her face and held her cheeks to give her a solid smooch before quickly moving to the cottage to get their cart to pick up the wood.

  “No problem lover. Anytime.”

  A few hours later Milly and Nameless were hard at work in the field, the job would go faster with Nina’s help of course but the only things that could pull her away from her forge were food or sex.

  The Amazons offered to help of course, but one thing Nameless repeatedly refused was free labour from the warrior women.

  Milly drove another post home with a grunt, twisting a bit to make sure it was as deep as it could go in the holes they had dug along the line of string he and Paul had set out.

  Nameless was falling behind. Milly was putting the posts into the ground, while he was going back and forth from the pallet of wood to lay the boards for the fence out, intending on nailing them in later. Of the two, her job was faster, if requiring more strength.

  “So the Amazons were really in the pond?”

  “Yeah! I pro
mised them we’d bathe together tomorrow, they’re training again to warm up from the pond, poor Erica.”

  He hummed in approval while he dropped more boards on the ground; of the things that weighed on him these days, the wellbeing of his protectors was a big one, though he worried less for Queen Oldeera.

  It had amazed him how quickly the Hornets had built their hive, though he still wasn’t sure what they made it out of.

  As for the Amazons, with the exception of Myrina they had never been out of the wilds before and so they saw no issue with sleeping outside, or bathing in frigid water apparently.

  “Well, you’ll need some coins to get in. And we should definitely pay for them. If they try to argue just tell them that the cost of entry for all of them would be about the same as we get for a single bottle of your milk!”

  She giggled.

  “You can tell them yourself, I told them you’d come too!”

  He dropped a board on his foot with an oath.

  “What?!”

  “Yeah, they’re really looking forwards to it. I thought they could use a chance to relax. Is that okay Master?”

  There was the faintest flutter of apprehension from her heartstone around his neck so he gave a wan smile as he rubbed at his foot.

  “I suppose, we bathed with them just about every day that we were in their village, so I guess this is no different. It would be good for them to do something that will remind them of home. Plus the bathhouse is mostly co-ed anyways. I just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”

  Milly beamed over at him before driving another post home.

  To complete the fence they would need around sixty posts and three times that many boards to go between them. Initially Paul was going to pay for the whole thing, but Nameless had objected until eventually they settled on Paul paying for the wood while Nameless built the fence.

  Of course, Paul ended up helping anyways, at least with the measuring and making sure that Milly knew how to make her posts go in straight. She had gotten pretty good at it, and in the time it took for Nameless to get more wood from the pallet she got two more posts in place.

  When he hefted another armful of boards, sweating slightly, he absently noted that it was good to be busy, to have a big project. He hadn’t forgotten about his conversations with Paul and with Escrya the other night, and though he stopped spending his nights staring at the stars and pining, he still thought of Kar on a daily basis.