Thread: Burgeoning Dreams of Steam and Magic [-:IronicallyHaru:-]

Nevyn's chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as his sister cried out her pleasure and her muscles milked his cock for all it was worth, as if her body craved his seed. He was unable to answer her at first as she spoke and then he managed a smile. You always please me my love. You are my one and only. Nevyn told her and then as they heard the voice of the kitchen master and Bell hurried to make herself presentable, Nevyn knew she'd not be able to hide their activity. Her cheek was glossy where his seed had fallen and her clothes were disheveled. Nevyn's clothes were much easier to don and he slipped his breeches on and his shirt, and not caring if the woman figured out what they were doing, Nevyn went to run interference, finding the chef was close to coming outside. You'll have to forgive Bell. I dragged her away to have something to eat. She won't be long, but please allow her to finish. he said. The chef, though Bell's immediate superior, was well below Nevyn in Station, the Royal Guard answering directly to the Crown. She looked him over and though it might have been obvious what was going on, she gave a curt nod. Tell her to come back as quickly as she can. There's to be a feast tonight to celebrate the upcoming marriages of the Prince and Princess. she explained. I understand. I will have her back shortly. Nevyn said, and walked back out to the courtyard. Take a moment to grab a bite my love, then we both have to get back to work. There's to be a fete tonight for the Progeny. he told her. He and Staf, as well as Ravness, had met several times and Nevyn got along with the siblings well enough, though their parents were monsters. usually the apple did not fall far from the tree and Nevyn had reserved his opinion of the children before writing them off completely. In fact, the former Prince recognized the looks tat passed between Ravness and her brother, and though nobody had dared speak on it, Nevyn wondered if that pair of siblings, twins actually, were kindred spirits with himself and Arabella. Looking at his sister with open adoration Nevyn bent and kissed her lips softly. Alright my love, let us eat with haste and then get you back to your duties. I'll not have you punished on my account. he told her. Nevyn would sit with his dearest, talking and eating, small affectionate touches and looks of mutual affection passing between them, and soon Nevyn knew she had to go. I will seek you out tonight after the fete beloved. I promise to always take care of you. I love you Bell. he said, his words and actions showing his true depth of caring after the punishing fuck from earlier. He truly did ove her and his sister had his heart like no other. Parting ways, Nevyn made sure Bell was presentable and himself as well, before he wandered into the confines of the Palace, and sought out the twins. Staf lay with his sister in his arms, the lovely Princess' heart beating against his own chest as they shared the sweet afterglow of their lovemaking. Staf took a few moments to regain his breath and shook his head. I am unsure whom we could ask to help us. It would have to be someone that wants out of here as much as we do, and is willing to die for the cause if we are caught. You know that is anyone helps us that their life will be forfeit. No matter that we would have convinced them to help, absconding with us is a death sentence. Staf answered with a sigh. Pressing his lips to her cheek he placed soft kisses there as he thought. I know that there is a Guardsman and his sister, taken by mother and father as they expanded their territory, that were Royals in their own right before their peoples were conquered. If I am discreet I could inquire, and I am sure that even if he is not willing, that he would keep his silence and our secret. You remember Nevyn, yes? You've met him before. Dark hair, brooding countenance? he asked, trying to jog his sister's memory, though the intense manner about the young man was hard to forget. Word also has it that his blood carries the Old Power as well, though of course if mother and father could prove it they'd have him flayed. Staf said, which, if it was true, gave them something in common. He fell silent, waiting to hear if Ravness had an opinion on the matter.