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Chapter 8

Firus held Sayuri's paw in his own as they walked down the hall towards their quarters. Since they were all spending one last night here, he figured they shouldn't let the bed go to waste. When they reached the door, he opened it with his free paw and pulled his mate inside the small room. When the door shut behind them she tugged him into her arms and kissed him hungrily on the lips, her tongue dancing with his, her claws tightening on his back. He broke the kiss long enough to ask with a chuckle, "My, my, my, aren't we a little aggressive tonight?"

She grinned and growled slightly at him. "Be still, Pharaoh wants you." She said with a little authority. Sayuri broke away from him and walked over to the little table by the bed. She pulled open the small drawer and reached inside. Nestled there, secreted right where she had placed them earlier, was a present she had found for them a while back. She drew out the gift, and held them in her paws. She turned around and faced her unknowing slave.

Firus stared what appeared to be strips of black silk in her paws and was suddenly extremely curious and mildly fearful. He knew bindings when he saw them. "Do I need to be afraid of those?" He asked a little nervously.

"Only if you don't obey your Pharaoh." She said with a mischievous smirk. "Then I'll be forced to use this." She opened a second drawer and pulled out a short brown whip. "But I'm hoping I won't have to resort to that. You won't make me use it, will you?"

Firus actually thought about it for a few seconds before replying, "Not tonight. I think Pharaoh has enough fun in her hands already." He smiled and approached her, reaching out to kiss her.

Sayuri waited until he overbalanced himself by reaching forward and then sidestepped him, pushing him in the chest so he'd fall on the bed. "Ah, ah, ah, tonight your Pharaoh tells you what will happen. And first she wishes you to undress."

"Yes my queen." He said, bowing his head. He reached down to his waist and pulled his shirt up and over his head, tossing it near the door. His trousers quickly followed suit as hurried to please his now mistress.

When he looked up at here, he saw that she too had taken her clothes off and was now standing before him completely naked. He stared up and down her slender form and couldn't help becoming aroused at the sight of her round breasts. Sayuri looked down at him and saw his member beginning to swell in his sheath. "Oh, you're getting ahead of me slave." She leaned close to him and bit lightly on his ear, growling as she said, "Lie back, now." She pushed on him, forcing him down and straddled his stomach. She lifted his arms to each of the posts on the bed and used one of the strips of silk to tie each of his paws down. She repeated this with his foot paws until he couldn't move at all.

Firus noticed that even though he was fully bound, she had one strip left. "Pharaoh isn't going to tie my tail down is she?" He asked hopefully.

Sayuri giggled evilly at the thought. "No, Pharaoh isn't that cruel to her slave." She brought the last strip down on his eyes and tied it behind his head. "None of them are too tight are they?" She asked.

Firus tested the bond on his wrists and ankles before replying, "A little actually."

Sayuri grinned at this. "Good, otherwise we'd have to make them tighter. Tonight, you're going to take whatever we dish out, and you're going to enjoy it. Understand, slave?" She lied down on his stomach in a sixty-nine position. The fact that he was tied down made his body too long for his muzzle to reach her slit. The aroma of her arousal drove him insane as he couldn't bury his nose in the source.

Firus growled at not being able to indulge in the scent of his mate. It was like the sweet smell of rose water, with the same aphrodisiacal effects. "Yes my Pharaoh." He said in a low voice.

"Then be still. Pharaoh's in heat, and needs your seed." Sayuri murred at him as she looked down at what was now hers and saw a full inch coming out of his sheath. She pulled his sheath down to expose his rapidly hardening and elongating cock. Licking her muzzle in anticipation, she gripped the throbbing rod in her paw and started squeeze and rub at it, making it become fully erect. When his member was as aroused as it could be, she gently, slowly dragged her tongue from the base to the tip. She did the same thing all the way around him until he was shaking from the sensations. Finally, when he couldn't seem to take any more, she brought her muzzle all the way down around his cock. She hungrily started to suck on the meat in her mouth, wanting what she knew was inside him.

Firus shivered at his mates actions, the pleasure increased by being robbed of his sight. His senses of smell, touch, hearing, and taste wee all becoming heightened as he grew accustomed to not having his sight. Each time Sayuri raised her head and brought it down on him he twitched, every time was a new battle at keeping his sanity. It wasn't long before he began to buck his hips into her mouth, matching her rhythm. He knew he wasn't going to last long, but he was determined to make his Pharaoh work her slave for her prize. He tried everything he could think of to keep from coming for her.

Sayuri saw her mate was gaining control of himself and took his balls into her paw. She began to softly squeeze and tug at them as she sucked harder and faster on his cock, needing the seed inside him. She knew he couldn't last much longer, so she started to take him deeper into her muzzle. She felt him lose control again and frantically begin to buck into her mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked as hard as she could as he bucked one last time into her muzzle. He howled as his member started twitching, pumping his semen into her mouth. Eagerly she swallowed everything that he gave her, delighting in the taste of him. When he had stopped supplying her with what she so desperately wanted, she turned around on his stomach and kissed him, forcing him to taste himself.

Firus returned the kiss of his mate, finding the taste on her tongue odd and interesting, but not disgusting. His tongue sparred with hers, trying to get as much of the taste as he could. When she broke the kiss she sat up on him and he yawned. Sayuri took offense at this and growled, digging her claws into his sides. "Oh no, Pharaoh isn't done with her slave yet." She said menacingly. "She still needs your seed inside of her." She shuffled down his abdomen and positioned herself above his still erect member, using a paw to line him up with her. "And what Pharaoh wants, Pharaoh gets." She said as she impaled herself on him, the sudden rush of him filling her sending a wave of ecstasy through her body. Firus tensed at the sudden warmth and tightness on his cock. The feeling of being inside his mate was always as heaven to him.

When she came down of her temporary high, Sayuri slowly started to ride her slave, rising off of him and dropping back down on his throbbing meat. She murred at the pleasure of his length pumping in and out of her to a pace she set. She leaned forward and put her muzzle in the crook of Firus' neck, drawing in his scent as she bit into the flesh. Firus groaned at the feeling of her fangs attempting to pierce his fur and skin. The pain mixed with the pleasure in his brain, driving him wild. He started to match her speed, humping into her as she fell down on him, driving himself deeper into her tunnel. He reveled in the feeling of her inner walls on his sensitive length. The pleasure of his last climax just made this one approach quicker, his knot began to swell at the base of his member.

Sayuri was going wild, starting to slam herself down on him, needing to be filled, needing his seed inside her. She was going to peak soon, and she was going to make him come with her. "Come for me slave, come for your Pharaoh." She demanded, as she collided with him one last time and came howling with pleasure, her muscles contracting on his cock forcing him to come with her. He bucked his hips into her, forcing his knot into her cunt as her muscles stimulated him to climax, his member pumping his seed deep within her tunnel. His howl joined hers in the air as they came together and discovered a spiritual and physical pleasure in their mating.

When Sayuri finally collapsed on top of him, still tied and attached to him, she untied the bindings on his wrists, and the blindfold. Firus wrapped his arms around his mate and hugged her close to him. "Is Pharaoh pleased with her slave?" He asked playfully.

"Most pleased. But be still, Pharaoh sleeps" She said with a laugh, and began to drift off on top of him. Firus draped their blanket on top of them and hugged her closer to him.

Before he too began to fall asleep, he murmured to her, "You'll always be my Pharaoh, Sayuri."

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Kanto sighed as he lowered himself into the steaming water of the hotsprings, sitting next to the vixen that had so quickly and utterly captured his interest. He stared at her as she laid her head against the side and just basked in the warmth. He gazed at the curves of her neck, and her soft shoulders. And how soft they are. He thought with a smile. He leaned back against the side and put his arm over the edge, starting to idly run his new fingers through her flame-red head fur. She opened one eye and looked at him menacingly, when all he did was offer her a smile, she smiled in return and purred at the attention. "Evening, cutie." She said, scooting closer to him on the rock they were sitting on.

"Evening, sexy." He replied. He let his other paw find it way through the water until it found hers, and entwined his fingers with hers. She leaned her head against his shoulder and stared up at the stars in the nearly pitch black sky. He noticed her far off gaze and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Her eyes met his for a second before closing. She sighed contentedly. "That I've known you a grand total of not even two days, we're now acting as if we've been courting for at least two months, and I could most definitely get used to this." She said with a smile before moving to sit on his lap and cuddle into him. She felt his fur beneath her cheek and paws and said. "Oh yes, I see myself getting used to this very quickly."

He nuzzled into the top of her head and said, "Good, because as soon as you let me mate with you, you signed on for more than just sex." He nipped at her ear playfully.

She leaned back a little. "Oh my gods, could it be that I've found the male that would actually stick around and talk the morning after? Have I found the only male in existence that would actually return the letters from someone he met at the local inn?" She asked in mock shock and horror. "Oh gods save me, I think I'm going to have a heart attack." She splashed water up into his face laughing.

He spluttered, saying, "After last night, you'd be lucky to even find me at the local inn." He pushed her off his lap and splashed her back, laughing at how the water made her fur look when it was only semi-wet. Hatako went under the surface of the water and pushed off the wall a short distance before coming back up and splashing him again, catching him off-guard as he attempted to protect his face as he returned fire.

They splashed around in the soothing waters of the hotspring for twenty minutes before finally coming together in the center of the pool, panting from the exertion and laughing so hard. They leaned their foreheads against each other and wrapped their arms around one another and just stood there, catching their breath. When they could finally breathe normally again they looked at each other and their eyes locked. Right then an almost palpable feeling passed between them. They leaned their heads forward, coming together in the middle, kissing for the first time for the first time out of their budding love rather than blossoming lust. Their tongues danced with each other, swirling together, each exploring the others mouth. When they finally broke apart, they made their way towards the rock again and just leaned against one another, gazing up at the stars together, their tails entwining together.

They sat that way for a long while before Kanto finally broke the silence. "Hatako, tell me a little about your past." He said quietly.

"Like what?" She asked.

"Oh I don't know. Like the place where you learned to use the wild magic, what it was like to know you were different from almost everyone else on Condea, what you did to pass the time, things like that."

"Well, the school where I learned it was relatively small as you might have guessed, not even half the size of the Temple. Everyone there knew everyone, there was never any real conflict, it was actually rather boring. I was there because my parents had died in the nearby village when I was just an infant and no one wanted to take me in. So the head of the school decided that they would take me in until I could make my own way. About a month after my twentieth birthday, the equivalent of about your fifth as far as how long I might live, one of the students was accusing me of being a free-loader and making some pretty hurtful statements. He touched on the subject of my parents and my temper got the better of me. Next thing I knew, there were two teachers trying to convince me to let the bastard of a jackal down from the ceiling and not to blow his head off with a massive fire ball in my hand."

She sighed. "No one had ever even thought to test me for magical prowess before that. And they were kicking themselves for it. But it was a good thing, because if I had been raised to use magic from when I was a child, my ability would have been crippled when the arcane magic ceased to flow. As it was my first use of magic was about a year before that happened so I made the transition to wild magic, when it was finally harnessed, pretty easily. After that I was taught like any other student, and life began anew. The classes were interesting enough to hold my attention, but there wasn't much else to do after they ended. So I scrounged up my money and bought books, toys, instruments, things that could keep me occupied and away from killing that creep, though he never really bothered me after the levitation incident."

"Then I met one of the older, more talented students. He was a gorgeous male Vulpos. Fur the color of autumn leaves, eyes as orange as pumpkins. We clicked and became good friends, about three months after I met him we starting courting, and during that time he made me my pendant. But you know how that turned out." She studied him a bit. "Actually, he was about six inches shorter than you, and two inches smaller."

"Are you trying to make me feel better about the fact you're talking about your old mate?" Kanto asked curiously.

"I might be." She admitted.

"Well, it's working. And I'm touched. Anything else?" Kanto asked, trying to see if he could milk the moment.

"Yeah, I didn't fall for him nearly so fast or hard as I am for you." She said sweetly, smiling up at him.

"You flatterer you. I've never done so either." He said, and kissed her lightly. "Though to be honest, it's a rather hard feat to duplicate."

"Here's hoping we never have to try." She said.

"Here's hoping." He returned, and kissed her again, this time slowly, lovingly, passionately. The kiss of a mate and lover. They both decided to get out of the water and go to bed, where they would rest together for the long days ahead.