Wizard And Barbarian
I held my cloak tight around me as we walked through the thick morning fog, dodging around trees and branches. I shivered slightly under the cloak, and my hood did little to keep the wetness off of my flesh. My companion, Cerinn, didn't seem to mind. Hell, he hardly wore anything but a leather loincloth and gauntlets, as well as the sword hung on his back.
"It's wonderful weather for a walk," he said, "We'll probably get back home around noon, too, just when we had planned."
"Great, maybe I can get inside and dry off." I muttered. Cerinn laughed quietly, looking back at me as he walked. A powerfully built cougar of with straw-blond hair, he'd been my adventuring companion ever since we'd decided to go explore the caves outside of town. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at least slightly afraid of him, with his powerful physique and tendency to not wear much clothing. I'd seen him naked, too, and it didn't make me feel very confident of my own masculinity. He towered over me by at least a head, and definitely beat me in the bulk department. As a simian I tended towards thin litheness, and he was my direct counterbalance in that position. We had a good relationship; he'd protect me from anything that wanted to slap me around with a sword, and I protected him from anything that wanted to slap him around with magic.
"You look like something's on your mind." Said Cerinn, stopping and putting his hands on his hips. "You're not hiding anything from me again, are you?"
"Of course not, why would you think that?" I lied, frowning. He narrowed his eyes, and I glanced away. "Fine, fine. I'm still thinking about that one time at the river."
"Oh by the gods," Cerinn laughed.
"Don't laugh about it! I'm still jealous!" I bristled slightly, holding my cloak tighter. I brushed past him, but as I did he grabbed me by the shoulder. "C-Cerinn?"
"Isymir." Was all he said before he leaned forward to kiss me, holding me in his powerful arms as he did. My body shuddered as our lips touched, and a sudden flare of embarrassment caused me to pull back.
"W-We shouldn't, you'll be late home an-"
"Then we'll go to your place for tonight." He grinned a bit. "C'mon." He started off ahead of me, altering his course to lead deeper into the forest. I shivered once more and followed close behind, my eyes downcast. Cerinn always had a thing for teasing people, even men, and he'd done his fair share to me. It was many a night that I snuck off from camp after he'd fallen asleep to relive the nearly painful erection he usually caused and pretended never to notice. But before now he'd never shown any interest in me romantically...or was this just another one of this teasing sessions?
My home sat in the forest, at the edge of a small creek. I had hired the local carpenter, Anras, to build it after returning from a particularly profitable mission to an ancient castle and thus it was built to my exact specifications. I'd protected it with a simple trio of spells, spells I deactivated as I turned the key in the lock. As Cerinn glanced around I lit a fire with a simple spell, and scurried about tidying up the books I had left when Cerinn had decided he wanted to see the Western Kingdoms.
"I've never actually been in your place." He said, walking over to one of my bookcases and reading the titles. "It's pretty nice."
"Thanks, I wish it wasn't such a pigsty, but I wasn't aware we'd be coming back to my place an-"
"Isymir?" Said Cerinn.
"Yes?"
"Why are you freaking out so badly?" He lifted his sword scabbard off his back, leaning it against the wall. "You started acting really weird ever since the river at Mergavan." I wanted to explain it, that I was attracted to him, to his powerful body and likable personality and that honestly I'd fantasized about him fucking my brains out for two months now but -
"I-I...it's not important, really..." - was all I said. Cerinn looked at me carefully for a moment before grinning widely.
"Aha, that's what it is! At first I thought you were being playful, playing hard to get an all that." He laughed, "No, no, you're really into me, aren't you?"
"Y-Yeah, basically. I know you're not into men or anything of that nature, but..." Cerinn held a hand up to stop me, pulling out a chair at the table that sat in the center of the room. I sat opposite him, removing my cloak first and tossing it onto my bed next to the fireplace.
"Let me come clean about something with you," He sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "Ever since I was young I'd never really liked women. I don't know why, maybe it was because my mother was so overbearing, but I just never liked them. There was no way I was going to tell anyone at home about it, not even in Alperacht."
"You didn't tell me, either, and we even grew up together."
"Yeah. I guess I was afraid, honestly."
"You? Afraid? Mr. Smashes-Skeletons-With-His-Bare-Fists?" It was my turn to laugh now.
"That's different, though. I guess...my teasing you was a way to see if you were interested."
"Oh."
"And even though you were, I just couldn't bring myself to do anything. So back there, out in the woods where nobody would ever see us, I decided to throw caution to the wind and just kiss you." He smiled gently. "And I don't regret it." My heart skipped a beat and begun pounding as I looked into his green eyes, but I quickly averted my attention to the fire.
"They'd hate us." I said. "The town, I mean."
"Yup. Which is why we wouldn't be public with it." He stood and offered his hand to me. I took it, hugging him tightly. After a few moments he hooked his finger under my chin, bringing my face to look at him. "I love you, Isymir."
"And I you, Cerinn." I leaned into him as he kissed me, holding me tight and safe in those powerful arms of his. We kissed for...gods, I don't even know how long, but eventually we broke apart. Cerinn's loincloth was bulging, and my hand moved to fondle it. It was hot under my touch, throbbing gently with his heartbeat. My hand followed the band around his waist until it came to the clasp, quickly unfastening it and catching the loincloth before it fell to the floor. He put me to shame, to be completely honest. But my heart was pounding and I hardly cared as I wrapped my hand around it, stroking the length gently as he held me close.
"Aah, your hands are so soft..." Cerinn said as I stroked, thrusting a bit into each of my strokes. His member dripped pre, the hot liquid running down the back of my hand before I pulled away.
"D-Do you think I could..." I said, trailing off as I licked the salty liquid from my fur. It sent waves of heat through my body, goading my already hard member even harder.
"If we're really careful, I think so." He gently maneuvered me back to the bed, pushing me back onto it and forcefully relieving me of my clothing.
"Oh gods, you look even bigger at this angle." I panted. He gestured and I climbed to all fours as he climbed onto the bed behind me, member in one hand and my ass in the other. As his cock pressed against my tailhole I winced, a sharp lance of pain jolting through me. I tensed with a sharp sound of pain, and Cerinn backed off.
"I-I think I'm too big..." he murmured, almost apologetically.
"I think I have a bottle of a slick oil up here..." I pushed myself up, nudging bottles aside on the shelves over my bed. With my attention distracted Cerinn moved in, lifting up my tail and pressing a single finger to the hole beneath it. I tensed, but soon relaxed as he gently thrust with it.
"You just need to be loosened up." Cerinn moved his other hand to my member, stroking in time with his thrusts inside me. I couldn't help but moan and cling to he shelves as he fingered me, his pace increasing in a steady manner. Soon he slipped another finger inside, followed by another as he slowly began to ease my virgin body into being penetrated. He shifted position, gently nipping the small of my back as he thrust, crooking his fingers just so he stroked along an immensely sensitive portion of my innards. I shuddered in pleasure, hissing a curse as he nipped once more. I jerked once then twice as I orgasmed, Cerinn's hand coming to collect my hot seed as it flowed from my member.
"Here we go," he said, as I panted, "no oils needed at all." He spread my seed along his member, transferring a bit to my own tailhole as he placed his member at its entrance once more. He pushed forward, his member slowly but steadily forcing its way through my tight orifice with surprisingly little pain for his size. Before he was fully in he began thrusting, pulling me back into each. I hadn't had time to soften before he gripped my member again, stroking as he fucked me. His huge member couldn't even be compared to his fingers, my vocalizations being reduced to trembling moans of animalistic lust as he pounded my ass.
It didn't take long until his thrusts became irregular and more forceful, his panting gaining a feline edge. His powerful hands gripped my shoulders, thrusting his entire length inside my body as he orgasmed, flooding me with his thick seed. I orgasmed as well, my own cum spurting across the sheets below me in thick ropes, our cries of pleasure mixing in a climax of passion. As our orgasms ended we both collapsed onto the bed, heedless of the mess we'd made and that I'd have to clean up in the morn.
"I-I love y-you, Isymir." Whispered Cerinn as he licked my neck, both of us drifting to sleep sated.