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A city clad in red clay brick stood among the dunes of a great desert. The square buildings were tight together and at the highest point of the city, a tower stood out among the rest, with vines flowing from the arched windows. Near one of the many windows, a fennec fox dressed in burgundy robes with fur like the tawny desert sand hung upon the vines with one paw, her turquoise eyes scanning over the expanse of land, her mouth set in a fang-filled grin.

"I will never tire of this sight, of this feeling," Sabiya said quietly to herself with a happy sigh.

Up here she could feel the wind rushing through her fur, the world at her beck and call just waiting for her to come down. It was here where she would leap away and catch the wind with her magic to float safely down to the ground every time she received a new mission from one of the many wind towers placed around the region, however, she wasn't only here for a new assignment.

Sabiya hefted herself up and into the window with little effort. She landed without a sound on the stone floor covered by thick rugs. Cushions and pillows of all sizes dotted the floor, a pot of incense burning at the center of the room. The smell of lilac touched her nose as she entered further into the office, the familiar scent loosening her shoulders. A long countertop sat at the opposite side of the room where the mesh of rugs ended, behind it sat square shelves mounted on the wall, each with pieces of paper neatly wrapped and tied within. With a small smile, she approached the desk wondering where oh where could the object of her visit be, when suddenly a fellow fennec fox appeared from the shadows wearing nothing but the light sandy fur on her hide and holding a pipe which she sucked on coyly.

Sabiya felt her cheeks fluster, her heart race in anticipation and excitement as she made her way closer, step by step, to her lover behind the counter, but before she arrived, her lover brought a paw up to stop her, lips pulling off of the pipe to puff out a circle of smoke and begin speaking with an icy stare, "So good to see you Sabiya, I see you're diligent as usual and checking to see if you have any work."

Sabiya stiffened at those words and her ears trailed back, the bangle on her wrist jingling as she shifted uncomfortably, "Yes, I suppose I am here for that. This is a tower of our order after all."

Her lover Layla continued with a frown, eyes narrowed, "And you would never take for granted your job yes? You would never come to me, during my work period where any one of our members could appear to ask if anything is available, for play, yes?"

Sabiya's fur frizzed, her eyes unable to face her lover's gaze until she suddenly felt very dumb, "If you're here to receive guests so diligently, then why are you nude and presenting."

Layla shrugged, leaning against the counter, "You know clothing can be so stuffy indoors, besides I'm not presenting, you're just eating me with your eyes," she said before biting upon the tip of the pipe lightly, a small twinkle in her eyes as she smiled.

Sabiya huffed and crossed her arms, "Layla please, enough of this game."

Layla giggled her composure slipping, "Whatever do you mean star of mine?"

Sabiya smiled as she stepped forward without concern this time, "I mean, that you are worse than I am when it comes to fooling around while on the job...I'd thank you to not tease me while I am here to indulge you."

Layla placed a paw on her chest as Sabiya stopped just before the counter, "Indulge me? How do you mean to do that darling star of mine?"

Sabiya felt excitement and bashful hunger touch her body as she began aloud, "I am here to ravish you, to plant a kiss on every spot of your body, to see you moan and writhe against and with me. Tail locked with tail, lip to lip, digits clasped."

Layla leaned in close with a sudden windborne speed, dropping her pipe as she took hold of Sabiya's scarf and tugged her into a heated kiss. Sabiya's eyes shut there and she shuddered, her body warming from more than just the desert outside and drifting towards her lover's kiss. Her own paws moved to begin stripping her clothing, careful not to tear any of her equipment as their kiss continued with tongue and all of the love in the world. She lived for these moments high up in the sky within the towers of their order, their lips locked, their hearts melding as one as together they shirked the duties of their order for just one moment in time.

When their tongues parted with a heated breath between them, Layla began to help by leaning over the counter to take Sabiya's scarf off, gingerly folding the important focus of her magic and setting it aside before hopping over the counter herself to again continue the kiss in a tackle and embrace that nearly knocked over Sabiya. Sabiya could only giggle as she felt her lover's arms against her near-nude body. Already she could feel claws and soft digits beneath her fur, pushing at what clothing remained, desperately wanting more. It was in these moments that she knew Layla loved her without needing any words. Layla was such a rude thing, teasing her so often, but in passion she was always hungry, always desiring for more and Sabiya was glad to do give her every little bit of passion that she herself had to offer.

When again their lips parted, Sabiya's clothes were around her ankles along with the rest of her equipment, her own turquoise gaze staring deep into Layla's ruby eyes, "I love you so much, Layla...It is good to be with you again, even if it is just for now."

Layla planted her nose against Sabiya's softly, their bodies nestled together in a gentle embrace as she returned the sentiment, "I cherish these moments too, but you know, I really do have a job for you..."

Sabiya shut her eyes and leaned in close to bite Layla's neck, ignoring that little remark. Layla gasped out and giggled just a bit, her body shivering as she pushed teasingly at Sabiya's form, "I'm serious...You have work to do."

Sabiya growled against her lover's neck, "Later."

Layla purred as Sabiya pushed her back further and further until the two fell back onto a cushion near the center of the room. Beneath the desert sun pouring from the windows, Sabiya began to pull her mouth from her lover's neck. She planted soft kisses trailing from Layla's throat, moving down to her chest and lower and lower until her lips were brushing against her lover's stomach. Layla shivered, her digits running through the fur atop of Sabiya's head, but only remaining there and not pushing Sabiya further.

Sabiya smiled, eyes shut as she dragged her tongue against her lover's stomach, taking her sweet time as she made her way down, inch by inch, to Layla's crotch. There she planted a soft kiss, there she nuzzled and rested her chin there, staring up at her lover with a small smile, her lover who complained with a huff, "Really, are you really going to stop now?"

Sabiya tilted her head, "Whatever do you mean love of mine?"

Layla coiled her legs around Sabiya's shoulders, paw pushing her head lower so her nose was touching lightly at the top of her slit, "Didn't you say you were here to indulge me?"

Sabiya's smile only grew as she closed her eyes and brought her tongue against her lover's pussy. She took her time with it, dragging her warm tongue around the lips lightly before pulling back to press her tongue underneath and all the way up, bringing out a shuddering moan from Layla. Her digits moved to part her lover's hole, stretching her just a bit as she dipped her digits in very lightly, her tongue pressing inside as well for a moment as she began to lavish and kiss at her lover's sensitive slit. Very gently she moved a digit from her other paw to press and search for her lover's clit, rolling that single digit around until she pressed upon Layla's most sensitive spot causing her to squirm. With that press and Sabiya's tongue working Layla's cunt so diligently, her lover's legs loosened around her shoulders allowing her to move further, pressing two digits inside of her already wet insides as her tongue continued to work lovingly to pleasure Layla.

Still she moved ever so slowly, her tongue and digits pushing and dragging ever so slowly against the other's most sensitive parts, however, with Layla weakening from her gentle touches, Sabiya took the opportunity to bring herself back up her lover's body, her mouth locking onto Layla's, her lover's eyes growing wide for a moment before turning meek and half-lidded. Sabiya asserted herself, paws gripping at her lover's shoulders to keep her pinned, her mouth firmly secured over Layla's, and her pussy pressing against her lover's lightly. For a moment their bodies locked, tails and paws twining together as their embrace and kiss deepened.

When Sabiya broke their embrace, she brought herself up slowly to sit and turn on her lover's chest, bringing her knees by Layla's head to hike her rear up and lift her tail, presenting herself to Layla, Layla who knew exactly what she would need to do. There the two worked at each other, tongues against one another's pussies, Sabiya still working ever so gently and softly, a moan sounding off as suddenly Layle bit at her thigh. Layla wasn't one to be gentle, wasn't one to take things patiently, and so her tongue moved from thigh to Sabiya's cunt, two digits pushing inside as she licked and kissed all around. Sabiya could only shudder and let her pleasure be known while she still maintained her pace. She knew in part that Layla's kiss, that Layla's impatience was in part due to her desire for more. Sabiya loved edging more of that impatience out of her lover, and so she continued on at the same pace, even as Layla gave her rump a swat, even as Layla stretched her digits deep inside of Sabiya's pussy.

Not even the desert heat could compare to the blistering fire burning through Sabiya's body as she let loose her moans and allowed herself to indulge in the deepest desires within a place of sanctity. She knew that they would have to hurry, but still, she wanted to take her time, she wanted to bury herself in this paradise for just a little more. Their mouths moved together against each other's most sensitive regions to lick and kiss, to make love to one another's pussies, to make sure that both were pleasured equally. Sabiya felt herself already close from the rough treatment of her lover's tongue and digits, her tail, and legs squeezing upon Layla's head as she tried her best to hold herself. At the same time, Sabiya could not keep her own slow pace on her lover's pussy. She buried two fingers inside of Layla's pussy, stretching and twisting them around to push against her lover's inner walls, her other paw moving to press a digit against her lover's clit. Both fennec women moaned aloud, their body shivering as one as they both neared their climax.

Sabiya was the first one to hit a shaky orgasm with a loud squeal and shivery purr, her body nearly collapsing as she felt her lover bury her tongue as deep as it would go inside of Sabiya's cunt. Sabiya's insides tightened and her body grew even hotter than before, her digits slipping just a bit as she tried her best to continue pleasure Layla until finally her lover's insides tightened and her lover let out her own moan full of pleasure, a song that brought a shiver down her own spine.

Layla laid back, panting, her eyes shut as Sabiya gently lapped and kiss at her crotch lovingly. There the two of them laid upon one another, locked in their lover's embrace for just a moment before Sabiya slid off of Layla to stand tall and stretch, her tail swishing from side to side, satisfied with their quick play.

"So soon after only once dear?"

Sabiya turned her head towards her lover's voice, eyes half-lidded as she answered in return dryly, "You did say I had a job didn't you?"

Layla rolled onto her back with a groan and rolled her eyes, "Yes, yes I did say such a thing, but I did not think you would remember after being in my embrace. Always about duty, never about pleasure."

Sabiya shrugged, "That is why I have you. You're more fun than I ever will be. Now, get yourself up. It is time for business darling."

Layla groaned as she hefted herself from the floor. She had been rather comfortable, but her busy body lover now desired to actually get to business rather than pleasure, what a shame, "Right dear star of mine. Now, if you could just get your clothes back on I'll get you an assignment perfect for you."

Sabiya chuckled as she turned to see Layla heading back around the counter, ears folded back as she sulked, "Oh come on, it isn't as if we didn't have fun. Besides, you know how it must be."

Layla waved her off, "Tut, none of your lecturing. Let me grab the map for you. I have an artifact run for you to do. I figured you would want it since you're always so ready to leap on artifacts for the order, this one was a payment so the artifact is ours."

Sabiya's eyes sparkled as she approached the counter, picking her clothing on the way with her ears perked, "Go on then. Tell me more."

Layla smiled, at least she could admire how passionate her darling star was about getting work done, even if it was annoying at times, "The map leads to an artifact in an oasis. It isn't too far away, but no one would bother coming out to this oasis, the map says it is drying."

Sabiya tapped her chin, "Hm, and you're sure the artifact here is worth it, I mean, what if it is just some old looking-glass that one of our clients thought was worth something."

Layla shrugged and opened a piece of parchment across the counter to reveal the map, "Supposedly it has some sort of magic importance. Here is the map and the spot where the mark is. I ask that you take discretion. If you see any beasts or bandits you know what to do."

Sabiya rolled her eyes as she brought her robes back on along with her scarf, "Please, Layla, when have I ever done anything without having the most discretion of any of our agents?"

Layla snorted, "Your cockiness will be your undoing if you keep up like that."

Leaning over the counter, Sabiya gave her lover a reassuring peck, "Shush, I promise to be careful, now, is there anything else that you need to tell me about this artifact?"

Layla rolled her eyes, "No, the oasis is dry so take plenty of water with you, the tower hasn't picked up any sandstorms so you should be safe to head out in that direction, and other than that don't forget your dagger."

Sabiya blinked and searched the ground for her dagger before looking up to see Layla presenting it with a small smirk. Sabiya chuckled and reached to take it before Layla pulled the dagger away playfully, "You'll come to spend the night, won't you? At my home rather than this tower?"

Sabiya reached to take the dagger and again Layla pulled it away, Sabiya sighing as she nodded, "I promise to take a break and spend the night with you."

Layla leaned in to plant a soft kiss on Sabiya's mouth handing her the dagger by the hilt very gently, "Here, above all else keep safe my star. There are many perils in the desert as you should know, and your hard head will not save you forever."

Sabiya snorted, "My skill and tact will keep me safe, I only worry about you should you ever decide to take on a mission outside of a tower."

Layla smiled, "Why do that when so many come to visit me and stare."

That brought a bit of heat to Sabiya's cheeks. She wasn't exactly upset by such a statement, but she couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy, "I...I suppose that is true."

Layla giggled, "Sabiya my star...You are more clear than the sky. You know that my heart is only for you, but I cannot help if others enjoy my body. Sometimes they simply catch me at the worse moments."

Sabiya cleared her throat, "I think I'll be going now."

"Not even a goodbye kiss?"

Sabiya smiled at the pout, a bit of her irritation fading as she leaned over the counter for one last loving kiss before rolling up and taking the map, "There...One day I'll get back at you for teasing so much."

Layla shut her eyes as she whispered, "Perhaps if you find a suitable ring and collar, marriage would keep me tied down for good, and punished."

Sabiya felt her words jumble in her throat, her eyes widening for a moment before she turned in a fluster to head to the window, "I...I must be leaving now."

Layla giggled as she waved daintily, "Take care love, and come back to me soon."

Sabiya waved back at her lover, her thoughts focusing on the mission rather than the swirl of emotions moving through her heart. Sabiya wanted so badly to stay there, to tell Layla that she would find a ring worthy of her gem-like eyes, but such a thing, such a thing would have to wait until after duty.

With a leap, Sabiya was out the window and into the desert air. The geometric shapes at the ends of her scarf began to glow a light gold as it caught the wind. A gust trailed from her scarf and under her feet, sending her soaring across the sky and over buildings, a big smile upon her lips as she felt the adrenaline of cutting through the wind with magic, but as she neared the buildings she slowed down to a glide, lowering herself to the streets before heading off towards the city's exit.

The trip from desert to oasis wasn't as long as she expected. The map had led her over the greater dunes and into the rocky expanse where there were a few mountains surrounding a dry oasis. Though the footing was difficult over the hard stone, she managed to keep herself riding a wave of sand and wind through the area to keep her speed at an acceptable rate. The sun was still high in the sky by the time she made it towards the shore of the dried oasis, her eyes scanning for any sign of what she was looking for. From a small pack, she pulled the map to check on where the artifact was either buried or placed. She could see that it was somewhere inside of the dried source of water itself. With a shrug, she put away the map and hopped into the dry bed her eyes scanning the expanse of flattened sand.

Further and further towards the center she went, and the less comfortable she felt. The wind had grown deathly silent. In this land the wind never died, it was a constant source of life and worship for the Windrunners. Silence of wind could only mean a bad omen, perhaps even the spirits trying to tell her something. She paused there in the sand and drew her dagger from its sheath on her belt just as the flattened sand near her right burst up into the air. Sabiya gasped and drove herself back, her dagger at the ready as she looked upon the hulking form of a manticore standing before her. His eyes were red and his mane was a shaggy mess of gray. Behind the standing beast, she could see his tail lashing from side to side ready to strike if need be, and she had no desire to face this thing in single combat. The beast roared aloud and charged at her, arms and claws outstretched to raze her should she stay still, but she was too nimble for the hulking creature. She darted to the side and made a mad dash away from the manticore.

Just when she reached the shore of the dried oasis another one of those hulking monsters appeared from the sands, this one with violet eyes and black fur, its fangs bared, its tail poised to strike. Cursing silently prepared to make a desperate attempt to fly, but the wind was nowhere to be found! She could only call the air around her, but the wind itself would not answer to her scarf. This time she could not run.

As this manticore charged for her, she leaped up onto its shoulders and drove her dagger into his cheek, the manticore letting out a feral howl as its tail looped around to stab her. She darted onto his arm avoiding the tail before stabbing at the beast's neck. It hissed and clawed at the air just as she leaped off of the manticore's body. Even with those two wounds, the manticore moved without any trouble, shrugging his shoulders as if he had been bitten by a fly. Sabiya narrowed her eyes and turned and ducked just in time to avoid the claws of the other manticore that had been chasing her, rather than stab him she struck the ground with her dagger the sand breaking for her and flying into the beast's eyes. It yowled and fell back swatting and striking the air before it just as the purple eyed manticore came back charging for her, again she tried to avoid its grasp, but yet another beast from below the sand leaped up, this time grabbing her foot and bringing her down onto the ground firmly.

Sabiya gasped as she hit the ground, her back thundering with pain as her dagger was sent flying across the sand. She pushed herself up as quickly as she could manage, only to take a blow to the chin that had her seeing the night stars early. The blow sent her gathering dust and sand together with her world growing dark, her body entirely still as she found it difficult to even think. The manticore that had just appeared called out, "Make sure she is out cold before bringing her. She knows who leads the Windrunners, we need her alive."

Sabiya tried to bring herself up, but only managed a weak grunt before slipping. Layla. She would never see Layla again, and if they managed to get the information out of her that they desired, she would never wish to see any of her comrades again.

As she was hefted into the air, she began dreaming. She dreamt of the scent of lilac as if it were there in the waking world, but so far into the desert, there would be no flowers of that nature. She was surely dreaming of her time with Layla back at the tower, a time she would never get to experience again. If only the wind had not died, if only the wind had not been silenced. She prayed it would come back to help her get out of this situation herself, but for now, her eyes closed fully, and her mind turned to darkness; Sabiya the Windrunner had been captured.