# MapleStory: Sweet Love - Part 2 FINAL

Author: diosoth
Tags: Catgirl, Drama, Elf, F/F, Fanfiction, Human, M/F, M/F/F, Masturbation, Romance, Sex, Yiff, maplestory

11 months, 2 weeks have passed  
  
  
  
Awake and groggy, eyes fogged over, Diosoth's legs swung to the floor. Almost  
blinded by the morning sun as he patted the nightstand, the familiar  
ring that kept his ponytail in place was nowhere to be found. Alert and  
annoyed at the absence of such an important yet simple device, the Ranger  
brushed the long yellow hair away from his ears. Oh, he liked the long  
hair style when first seeing it and never had much problems but he had to  
wear it tied back. Leaving his own hair to hang free was annoying, brushing  
up against ear lobes and likely to swing into his face.  
  
Stumbling around, searching for the missing metal ring, the Bowman looked   
through the bedroom, being sure to keep quiet, finally making his way to the   
bathroom. Still no luck. Finally sick of the long hair, Dio opened the   
cabinet to find the scissors when he suddenly found the hair ring lying in   
the sink. 'What's it doing here?' the Bowman wondered, clipping it in place.   
Satisfied now, it was time for breakfast. Or caffeine, really.  
  

 Coffee gave the young man bad tremors and Kitrina herself never cared for   
the taste for some odd reason. Perhaps her tastes were simply different. Either  
way, they were out of tea and soda this early would give him bad stomach  
cramps, so the only choice was chocolate milk. blindly grabbing at the bottle  
of syrup, swinging open the fridge door for milk and collecting a tall  
cup, the Ranger began to mix and finally drank, spitting out the awful  
mess. "UHH... the hell?" he grumbled in disgust, dumping out the muddy pink  
mix. Looking at the bottle of ketchup, the young man merely stated, "this  
day's off to a good start already..."  
  
Ready to throw the cup in the sink, a dirty pile of dishes greeted the  
weary Ranger. 'She said she'd wash these last night!' Shrugging it off,   
settled to finally mix proper chocolate milk, at least now the caffeine and  
sugar would wake him up, mind and body.  
  
Dancing into the kitchen, the catgirl seemed cheerful as she poured a glass of  
milk. "Morning, Dio!"  
  
"Uh huh... didn't you say you'd wash those?" Diosoth asked, pointing towards  
the mess in the sink.  
  

 "Ah... maybe." Sitting down at the table, Kit muttered, "but then we got a  
little busy and I guess I forgot. I'll do them later."  
  
"Good... I just don't want ants and roaches in the house."  
  
Kit said back, "we won't get ants in here."  
  
"We will if stuff like that sits around. And why was my hair ring in the   
bathroom sink?"  
  
Uncertain, the cat replied, "no idea. Maybe you took it off in there- oh!  
Right... I caught you right after you got done in the tub!"  
  
Giving his girlfriend a look, Dio mumbled, "when you were supposed to be doing  
the dishes. Not surprised..."  
  
"What's that mean?" she demanded.  
  
"Just that you think about sex most of the time now."  
  
"I do not!" the catgirl screamed back.  
  
Pointing at his lover's face, he shot back, "really? All I have to do to get  
head is to be in the same room!"  
  
Head turned away, Kitrina shouted in response, "never hear you turning down  
a little pussy when it's handed to you. But if you're talking about oral it   
wouldn't kill you to learn HOW to eat a woman out. Licking up and down like   
you do, it's like you just want it over with!"  
  

 Choosing to ignore that, he went on, "I'm also the one who has to think of  
all the chores. Trash, dishes, selling those scrolls in the free market,  
like you do anything unless you have to."  
  
"Fuck you!"  
  
"Not now, I've got dishes to wash."  
  
Flipping him off, all Kit received was, "what's that? You don't have a middle  
finger, so what is that?"  
  
Enraged and furious, Kitrina darted for the bedroom, grabbing her clothes.  
"Fine, you selfish dick, you can have the dishes, I'm leaving."  
  
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out, kitty!" Dio said with a sharp  
tongue. Hearing the door slam, the Bowman simply turned on the faucets and  
began to scrub plates.  
  
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Yawning on the couch, Dio flipped off the television. Checking the clock,  
he pondered, "she should've been back by now...' upon seeing it'd been three  
hours. Starting to worry now, worry that his lover may very well not come  
home, that his engagement may be ruined, he dug for his PDA, punching in  
Kitrina's contact. Beeping from the drawer only told him that the cat had left  
the device behind.  
  

 Dressed now, locking the front door behind, Diosoth's only choice not was to  
look for her. Kit's mother might be the first likely place to check, otherwise  
he had no idea but to simply ask around. It would be dumb of her to go into  
areas filled with monsters, the cat had no weapons besides claws and the   
chance of her holding any cash was probably low.  
  
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Feet dangling over the pier, the catgirl looked into the blue water reflecting  
the sky's brilliance. The Pirates were nearby but the cat felt like being   
alone. No doubt, now, she felt some sort of guilt. The carefree, irresponsible  
way she lived had taken a toll and become an argument. Staring at the golden  
ring adorning her finger, Kit sprang up and raced across the fields, through  
the town streets of Henesys and to the small mushroom home.   
  
Locked. All that running and the front door was locked tight. "I wouldn't  
have my keys... DIO!" Pounding at the door, Kitrina finally realized that no  
one was home. "Locked me out... guess he didn't care if I came back!" Her  
mood once more turned downward, Kit's hand slashed the wood, leaving claw  
scratches in the door as she turned away.  
  

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"I'm sorry to hear about this but I'm afraid she didn't come here." The old  
cat hid her worry quite well. "Kitrina's always had a bit of a temper when  
things didn't go her way. If she comes here I'll be sure to send her home to   
you."  
  
"Thank you," Diosoth said. "I'll just keep looking around."  
  
Silver fur wrinkled over the old cat's nose as she replied, "I do hope you  
find her. It would be a pity to see you separated because of this. I was   
pleased to hear of my own little girl meeting someone reliable and now with  
the wedding coming soon... but I believe she might see the reasonable way.   
Don't lose hope."  
  
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"Why the hell are men so selfish?"  
  
Kyrin looked upon her collection of treasure and refused to answer the   
question. "You're taking this rather hard."  
  
"What do you know?" Kit scolded the pirate leader.  
  
Leaning back, Kyrin answered, "just seems like if you really hated him, you'd  
be telling your own mother instead of sitting around my boats, crying about   
it." Kit had hung around the ships for some time and the pirate's female  
captain had taken pity on her. "You're sure he went out to look for a new  
girlfriend... you sure he's not looking for you?"  
  

 "Looking... shit!" Suddenly frantic, the catgirl cried out, "he'd go see  
mom! Fuck, she knows..."  
  
Sliding back, easing far enough to swing both legs onto the table, boots  
catching the ship's lights, Kyrin accused, "you didn't want your mother  
to find out. That tells me you know you're being dumb, little cat. I don't  
want to judge but if I had to guess, it sounds like you're obsessed with  
sex."  
  
"I am not!"  
  
Hands back, cradling her head as brown hair spilled down, the Pirate's leader  
stated, "this started because you skipped a promised chore to knock boots.  
I remember him when you two came by," she recalled, "he seems a bit socially  
awkward. You probably don't leave the house much. And with this wedding,  
it's starting to change. I bet you're afraid of the bachelor party and the  
stripper that'll be there for him."  
  
"Um... what?" Kit begged. "He doesn't really have any friends who'd give him  
that."  
  
Cocking her head to the side, Kyrin demanded, "you mean he has no friends?"  
  
"Tyran was his friend but he died almost a year ago! And he spent so many  
years earning money for the family..."  
  

 "Sounds to me," the Pirate boss suggested, "that you're keeping him in the  
house and not giving much reason to leave. To make it worse you're too  
eager to get in bed so nothing happens. You two are getting in a rut. Stay  
locked in that house for too long and you won't be able to stand each other."  
  
Fearing such a possibility, Kit whined out, "no... I don't want that. All  
I wanted was him but when I got that I didn't know what else I wanted."  
  
Kitrina reminded Kyrin of an undecided child. She was a good fighter but  
far too flighty to be mature otherwise. "Go home and wait for him. You can  
take it from there but don't keep doing what you're doing now."  
  
"Okay," the catgirl replied, jumping for the cabin door.   
  
"Oh, and if you need that bachelor party... call me. I might be willing."  
  
"But-"  
  
Smiling, Kyrin muttered with a hint of innuendo, "I need my fun, too.   
You wouldn't want to deny him a tradition?"  
  
She answered back, "I'll think about it..."  
  
"Good girl. Now get out of here and go home!"  
  
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Searching for any specific person without a way to track them was quite  
difficult and annoying. Cabs, teleport scrolls, air ships, they made travel  
anywhere quite easy and instant. Even without money on hand there was quite  
an area to cover on the entire plot of Victoria Island. Circling the five  
towns, Dio has found nothing. Heading home to rest, tossing open the front  
door and ignoring the creak of the hinges, the weary Ranger entered his home.  
  
An unusual sound seemed to catch his ears at that moment, growing louder.   
"What could that be?"  
  
The tail end scream of his own name finally registered but it was too late  
at this point. Jumped from behind, body slamming the wooden floor, Diosoth's  
body was held tight. "I'm sorry I ran off, I'm sorry I yelled at you, I'm  
sorry I-"  
  
"HEY! Let me up!" he screamed, finally rolling over as the tight grip was  
released. "Where have you been?"  
  
"With the Pirates," the catgirl responded.  
  
"The one place I didn't think to look yet. Figures..."  
  
Helping her lover to his feet, Kit whined, "you're right, all I think about  
is fucking, we don't have social lives, all we do is stay in the house and  
it's making things bad!" Looking upon the golden engagement ring, the  
kitty continued her rant, "I let chores go, I'm forgetful. Maybe it's how I  
am, but it's not good."  
  

 Pulling his fiancee close, Diosoth said quietly, "it's okay. I'm just glad   
you're back, I thought you were gone. I wasn't too nice this morning. But  
you're back so why don't we go do something. You still need a wedding dress.  
Maybe it's time we go get one for you."  
  
"Wedding dress?" Smiling now, the cat muttered, "I would like to get the  
wedding done. We need to set a date and make the reservations." Slinking  
across the floor, Kit poked at the old sofa. "I think we should go shop  
for new furniture. We never did get that bigger bathtub we wanted."  
  
"Kit... I think maybe we need a new home." Pointing out the window to the  
large home nestled by the large tree, "That place has been empty for years.  
Everyone sees it but no one ever goes there. It's for sale, it's cheap and  
it's almost twice as big as this place."  
  
Suddenly feeling awkward, Kit mumbled, "but you grew up here."  
  
"That was the past. But this little house is old, it's dirty, and it's  
cramped. I don't want to live in the past, I want something new now."  
  
Stamping down on the old floor, boards creaking under even a gentle push,  
Kitrina knew that this little mushroom house wasn't ideal. "I guess the  
past is the past. This house isn't in good shape. The carpet's old, the  
chairs are old, the plumbing makes all those noises. Would it cost more to  
fix this place than to move?"  
  

 "Probably," he answered back.  
  
Grabbing her PDA, the catgirl said with a pleasant smile, "I wanna see it.  
Then we'll go get a wedding dress."  
  
Leading his girlfriend through the front door, Diosoth looked off into the  
distance. It was a future that could be seen, he only hoped it was a future  
that held promises.  
  
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11 months, 3 weeks have passed  
  
  
  
It was new, it was clean, and it was their home now. Having abandoned the  
tiny mushroom house of his youth, Diosoth was impressed by the space within  
the walls of the mushroom house. Two floors, two bedrooms, a definitely family  
home but one that was quite spacious. Perhaps the best part was a fresh   
purchase of furniture. The old, ragged home furnishings left behind were  
worn far beyond their years and barely worth the trouble to salvage. Packing  
up anything of value or sentiment took less than a day, everything else was  
left to collect dust.  
  
Locking the heavy closet door, red armor secured inside, Dio looked upon the  
large television that his lover had purchased. It took up quite a lot of  
wall space, making the Ranger wonder what the catgirl had been thinking at the  
time. Nothing productive, he would guess, knowing his girlfriend too well.  
It was now safe to say their budget had been worn thin.  
  

 "That's the last of the invitations!"  
  
"Good. I'll take them into town later today and get them sent," he said.  
  
Their wedding was only three weeks off, a day that both seemed to anticipate   
with a bit of hesitation. After all, the lives of two people were changing.  
A new house, new furnishings, only the start. Marriage? what did that mean  
to him? A permanent bond. A major step, but no doubt one that was better than  
getting killed on some adventure somewhere. If not for the hardship in   
obtaining the set, Dio would've sold off the Bosshunter armor and been done  
with it.  
  
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"Dinner!" the Ranger shouted out, lugging two plastic bags. "They had   
rotisserie chickens on sale!"  
  
"OOH! Yummy!" Kitrina wailed, grabbing her sack and barely removing the  
plastic container efore ripping off the lid. "Barbecue flavor!"  
  
Opening his own dinner, he muttered, "got the invites mailed."  
  
"Okay, great. I've gotta go to Amoria tomorrow for my dress fitting and   
they'll have your tux done by the weekend."  
  

 "I just hate paying that much for it," Dio grumbled in disgust. "I'll wear it  
a few hours and then it goes in a box."  
  
Pausing at her bite, Kit said, "but it's the wedding clothes. I think we  
keep those for memories."  
  
"Fair enough," Diosoth agreed. "I guess no gloves or shoes with your dress?"  
  
"No. I'd have to shave my hands to wear gloves and you don't wanna see my   
hands shaved. I did that when I was fourteen..."  
  
Cutting his own chicken apart, the Ranger added, "your ring will be done   
Friday. They had to resize it, I think he said it has some magic boost to it."  
  
"I sent out as many invitations as I could." Recalling names, "mom, Bebe,   
Kyrin, Athena Pierce, and a few you haven't met or don't know that well.  
Not Rhythm, though. Can't believe I still had her name on my list."  
  
"That goofy one with her head in the clouds?" Dio only knew the girl from  
Kit's descriptions.  
  
She answered, "yeah, her... total weird-ass. I also told people to bring  
friends if they wanted."  
  
"Oh... okay but I hope Kyrin doesn't bring all her Pirates with her. I don't  
want them messing this up!" he stated firmly. "Especially not that one loser   
that stinks like boiled leather."  
  

 "Aww, she won't mess this up," Kit whined. "I think she knows better."  
  
Chewing his first bite, Diosoth asked, "so, any plans for parties before   
then?"  
  
Shrugging, the cat stated, "I have no idea what you mean."  
  
"Sure... I don't have any friends to throw me a bachelor party but what  
about you?"  
  
"Ah... see..." Remorsefully, Kit explained, "they're having a party but  
they said since I'm already banging you, I can't go. They don't want me  
polluted by the male stripper. And-" She went silent.  
  
"And what?"  
  
Kit's own private plans for his bachelor party almost spoiled, the young   
woman only answered, "and... they're jealous I'm getting it regularly. Most of  
them don't even have boyfriends yet."  
  
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Bouncing to the bed, enjoying the new mattress, Kitrina rolled over and  
grabbed her lover tight. "You tired?"  
  
"Not really."  
  
True, it was dark out but the pair were hardly tired. Feeling the urge to  
try out this new bed, Kit's face darted down, lips pressing tight to Dio's  
mouth. Slowly allowing their kiss to advance, Kitrina moaned as a hand slid up  
underneath her shirt, pinching a breast softly. Gently forcing her fuzzy hand  
into his pants, rubbing the soft skin until the lump began to harden, the  
catgirl broke the kiss as her hands yanked out her love's stiff cock.  
"I wanna see how this bed can take some punishment. Just lay there and don't  
move."  
  

 "Wait... you aren't going to do anything too rough, are you?" he protested,  
suddenly worried.   
  
"What? No! I'm only gonna ride your dick really hard, that's all." Peeling off  
her shirt, body exposed, Kit slid the hard dick in between her lips, grinding  
up the shaft as her clit began to tingle. The cat felt her own inner walls  
loosening, juices starting to flow now as Dio fondled both tits. Finally  
ready to take her lover inside the waiting tunnel, Kit eased down, cock   
filling the deep spaces as she paused to enjoy the feel. Her knees braced  
alongside Dio's hips, Kitrina began rocking slowly, ass wiggling front to back  
while her tail fluttered like mad.  
  
Taking both of the Ranger's hands and pressing them closer to her tits, their  
soft, pleasing shapes mashed to her chest, she moaned out loud, "keep holding  
on, it's about to get bumpy!" Grunting and gasping for breath, the catgirl's  
body writhed in place, her motions slamming the headboard to the wall with   
soft thuds of wood on wood. As the impacts grew louder, one by one, back  
arched with each hard movement, Kit's vaginal juices smeared between their  
bodies while hard knocks against the wall echoed through the room.  
  

 Slowing her assault, tongue dancing over lips, she commented, "okay... so  
the bed's sturdy. I'm not really getting off too good like this..."  
  
"Me neither," he replied. "You're barely doing anything to me, just shaking   
the bed."  
  
Slinking downward, legs unfolding flat and her body pressing down, Kitrina  
allowed her partner to roll over, pinning her to the sheets. Flexing a leg  
up around him, knee bent, Kit said softly, "your turn to test the bed."  
  
Arms in place for balance, Dio rose up and thrust deep inside with long, full  
motions that brought the head almost fully out, sliding deep inside with   
every downward push. "I don't care how strong the bed is, I'm going to make   
you scream my name!" Steadily, gaining speed, Dio found a solid pace which  
served to make his lover moan without being rough. Gentle, even thrusts,  
that's how he enjoyed this.   
  
Though it was also an issue of dealing with Kitrina's tail. The fur tickled  
his balls, every time, and too much too fast might force him to finish too  
early. Making her orgasm was very important, at least he thought so, and  
keeping it slow was a necessity. Her grunts almost made the wet sounds from  
below inaudible but he could feel the dripping feminine cream flowing out,  
sticky wetness smearing between them with each push.  
  

 Kitrina's cries of orgasmic pleasure were growing, a sure sign the catgirl was  
very close. Knowing he'd explode any second, Dio slammed hard, pussy lips   
taking cock like a power tool as Kit climaxed, toes curling as the kitty  
screamed loud. Looking her in the eyes, cum rushing forth, Dio kissed his love  
as the last drops escaped his body. "Now I'm tired, I think..."  
  
"Me too. Like the new bed?" she begged, cunt burning as he pulled free.  
  
"It's better than the old one," Dio replied, "lot wider, too." Climbing to  
the wall, looking down between the headboard and wooden panel, he remarked,  
"the bed might've held up but I think you put some dents in the wall here."  
  
"Ah, shit..." Kit said with a grunt. "Ah well, can't see it with the bed   
there." Grabbing the bowman's ponytail, unclasping his plastic ring, Kitrina  
wrapped both arms tight. "Cuddle time."  
  
He said back, "bed time," reaching over to turn the lamp off.  
  
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1 year has passed  
  
  
  
Dreams dissipated into the morning. Filthy dreams of a mind riddled with   
desire, sexual ideas that flowed as if the imagination were gven free  
reign to explore pleasure. Dreams became hope with the light pouring into  
the catgirl's red eyes, sleep ended as reality became focus. Unhindered by  
motionless now, Kitrina's furry hands grabbed downward hastily, clutching  
her aching, damp slit in a vain attempt to please the burning passion.  
  

 Being in heat not only affected Kit's mind, but her body as well. She wanted  
sex, she wanted love, she wanted to make noise. That meant finding her lover,  
her willing partner to fulfill those desires.   
  
Unfortunately, much to the feline's disappointment, the long-haired Ranger  
was not in bed. "DIO! Come on, I need it! Really hard!" she cried out,  
hearing no answer. Going out of her mind, brushing aside sudden masturbatory  
urges, Kit sprang to her feet. It was in the living room that her ears picked   
up the wheezing coughing from the kitchen.   
  
"Dio?"  
  
The Ranger was quite a mess. Hunched over the sink, hacking cough a terrible  
sound, Diosoth finally looked up but could barely speak. Sniffling in some  
futile attempt to keep his nose from running, right eye squinted shut to  
keep the light out, his attempt to say something only resulted in more  
strained coughing.   
  
"Ah shit!" Kit whined, realizing that any chance of two days of sex were out   
the window. "Um... crap." Whatever rationality could poke through the  
catgirl's brain came to the quick realization that her lover was in no  
shape for sexual activity, certainly in no shape to be a companion and that  
he needed proper care. However, Kitrina was in no condition to be a caregiver,  
for it was a simple fact that while in heat, her kind were so horny that  
they could barely concentrate on anything else.  
  

 If only her birth control pills curbed these desires.  
  
"Okay... think... I'll have to get someone else to take care of you. Mom  
will, she knows what I go through..." Digging around for warp scrolls,  
Kit paused to catch the pained sounds of vomiting. Knowing full well that  
town scrolls transported a person several inches into the air, it was quite  
likely that the ride would be almost unbearable for someone who was ill.  
Thinking, she whimpered, "you're not gonna be walking that far..."  
  
Ignoring her swelling mound, beginning to drench her muscled thighs, Kit  
finally decided. "Athena Pierce. She's close... crap, if she'll even do it."  
Racing for the bedroom, sorting through PDA listings, Kit suddenly saw that   
she did not have Athena's contact information listed. However, her fiancee  
being a Bowman, no doubt his own PDA would have it listed. Fiddling with  
the power switch, the Thief cried out, realizing the battery was drained.  
"SHIT! Oh well..." Pulling on a pair of dirty pants, shirt tucked in,  
Kit grabbed her lover's shoes. Dragging his limp body out of the kitchen,  
she said, "we'll just have to go barge in and ask her..."  
  

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"Thanks... I, um..."  
  
"I do wish you would have called first but I believe I can accommodate him."  
Athena Pierce looked down at one of her own, lying in the spare bed. "It's  
not serious. He should just need rest. But why-" Stopping abruptly,  
Athena surmised the exact reason Kitrina had made such a request. "I see..."  
  
"Yeah, um..." No longer able to keep her composure, the burning senses now  
practically unbearable, Kitrina shouted, "I'll check in later! I gotta go!"  
as she ran for the front door.  
  
'Poor girl,' the wise woman thought. "Now, as for you... I should prepare  
proper foods. I'll have an assortment of juices for vitamins and-"  
  
Dio wheezed out, "garbage can..."  
  
"Of course." Placing the waste basket beside the bed, Athena continued,   
"get some rest. I shall prepare your meals and supplements for later. I will   
be out front should you need me."  
  
Merely content to close his eyes, head feeling as if submerged in water,   
Diosoth did his best to get sleep. If only that damned ringing in his ears  
would stop.  
  

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Stripping down, bunching up pillows into a pile, Kitrina wasted no time in  
rubbing her swollen mound. Jumping from the sudden senses firing up her  
spine, pussy burning, the cat could feel the bed sheets soaked already merely  
from sitting on them. Toes pinched at the blankets, knees bent as her body   
arched upward, tail flickering as Kit rolled over. Looking at the photograph of  
her lover on the nightstand, Kitrina imagined him licking and kissing down  
below.  
  
This wasn't enough. The horny cat needed something harder, fingers were not  
sufficient. Reaching under the bed for a small cardboard box, the catgirl  
dug out a rubbery dildo, flicking the switch and without even wasting time  
with gentle play, shoved the vibrating toy into her cunt, almost screaming  
out as her wet slit took in the object.  
  
Gripping the base with both hands, frantically ramming herself like mad, Kit  
kept both red eyes fixed on the picture. Letting the imagination work, dreams  
of being screwed were all she could focus on, pretending that the rubbery cock  
thrusting inside were her fiancee.  
  

 Driven mad by the stimulation, Kitrina hit a forceful climax, screaming out,  
"holy shit, fucking shit, fuck me!" while her furry hands wriggled the dildo,  
jamming into every fold and bit of skin inside her womanhood. Body falling   
limp, orgasm subsiding, Kit whined out, "two more days of this shit to go..."  
This felt disappointing at best, masturbating with a bit of rubber and looking  
at a photo felt pathetic when she could be having incredible sex.  
  
Though the facts were facts- she was in no mental shape to take care of  
anyone who was ill, Diosoth needed quiet and Kit wasn't able to allow that   
given that she would be screaming her head off the entire time and it would  
be unfair to get off while he were lying sick in the next room.  
  
Relaxing a bit, it would be several more minutes before she'd be unreasonably  
horny again. Snatching up her boyfriend's PDA, Kit unraveled the charger cord  
and plugged in the device. She'd need some way to check in with Athena Pierce  
later.  
  
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Eating or drinking while severely under the weather could be difficult.  
Random sneezing, random coughing and a scratched throat that seemed to react  
to anything touching the lining meant that even simple consumption was  
a nightmare, and that was assuming the food would stay down.  
  
Sipping from the bottle or fruit juice, Dio let out a sputtered cough halfway  
through. "You sure you can't catch this?"  
  
"I'm not human," the wise woman answered.  
  
"That stupid Maya..."  
  
She asked, "what?"  
  
"Maya, that girl who's always sick," the Ranger clarified after a sharp sneeze  
that sent red juice spattered against the sheet. "She was in the market   
yesterday. Why does anyone with a constant cold even go outside?" Coughing   
once more, he tried again to drink more juice.  
  
"I shall be out front."  
  
"Like you have anything to do out there..." Dio mumbled. "You and I know no   
one wants to become a Bowman anymore."  
  
Feeling insulted, Athena replied, "I see one or two a week."  
  
"Yeah? And how many are going over to the Pirate boat? I heard about that  
Cygnus thing and I bet the other wise men still get ten or so a day. Maybe  
if we weren't a useless job skill people might care!"  
  

 "You sound almost regretful," the sage muttered.  
  
"We get poor strength, have to carry all those arrows and our soul arrows  
don't do the damage that the better types can do!" Pausing to let out a  
hacking cough, he went on in anger, "arrows become useless after so many  
feet and the others develop more useful skills earlier than we can! And try  
even finding a decent weapon anymore."  
  
"I think you're-"  
  
"Maybe if I'd been halfway useful, Tyran might've had me with him instead of   
dying alone!"  
  
She'd known about the death of Diosoth's friend in El Nath. It had been  
one year ago. "It was not your fault."  
  
"Sure, whatever..."  
  
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Closing the front door tight, Athena Pierce entered the back room. "I thought  
that the juice I had on hand might not have enough vitamins so I purchased  
something a bit stronger."  
  
Hacking up quite loud as he rolled over in bed, Dio grabbed one of the  
bottles. "I'm sorry about what I said earlier. My head's all kinds of messed  
up right now."  
  
Pausing for a second, she finally said, "I haven't had a new recruit in  
three months."  
  

 "Sounds about right." Taking a drink, he whined, "wow, this stuff's thick...  
maybe you need to do other things. You've been alive for a thousand years.  
Write books or something."  
  
"Well, there is- no, that's unimportant." She chose not to discuss the issue  
of the Black Mage with him. "It was not your fault that your friend died.  
Yu may belive so but it is a simple fact that the Warrior class is more likely  
to die in battle. They are so headstrong and willing that they tend to  
overestimate their strength."  
  
"Yeah..." Rolling over and pulling the blankets up, Dio said with shame,  
"sounds like Tyran."  
  
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Two days. Two days of self-pleasure, two days of orgasms. Finally, as this  
one last orgasm rocked her body, Kitrina collapsed, content that she was  
now finished. By now, her desires were curbed, dwindling as hormone levels  
dropped. However, the bedroom was a mess. Sheets were soaked wet and through  
whatever series of events that caused it, the night stand was tipped over.  
  

 The sound of the front door caught her ears. Entering the bedroom, Diosoth  
found his girlfriend gasping for air, no clothes and the room in total  
disarray. "I see you started without me..."  
  
"DIO! Oh... this was fucking bad! I couldn't stop thinking about you and  
every time I did I got horny again. I went through six batteries and couldn't  
stop myself."  
  
Shrugging, kicking off his shoes, Dio sat on the bed beside her. "You look  
tired."  
  
"I am tired!" she grunted. "I've been fucking and rubbing myself! You better?"  
  
"Mostly. My ears and nose are still a bit plugged up."  
  
"Aww," Kit moaned in disappointed gloom. "I was hoping you might wanna nail  
me. Ah well. Hold me." Cuddling the catgirl, Diosoth held her naked body  
gently, layers of sweat and sprayed sexual fluids sticking to his clothes and  
hands. "How'd it go?"  
  
Dio answered back, "lots of coughing and sneezing, some puking and I probably  
drank more juice than anyone really should." Examining the room closely,  
the Ranger added, "you're the one that looks like hell, though."  
  
"I couldn't help it."  
  

 Staring at the toppled table, Diosoth said with annoyance, "I don't even want  
to know how that happened."  
  
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1 year, 1 week has passed  
  
  
  
The life of a Pirate. Recruiting new members, seeing that those who have been  
recruited advance properly and that damned Black Mage was going to return.  
No matter how many warriors were around, ready to fight, it wouldn't matter  
one ounce if they weren't prepared. Preparation, such a simple word for such  
a complex situation. All Kyrin had to go by were vague reports and occasional  
sightings of the Magicians disciples. Too much stress to worry about.  
  
Hot water evaporated to steam, running down her naked body. Both feet braced   
the corners of the shower stall, forearm to the wall for support, Kyrin's  
fingers dancing along her aching slit. Resisting that desire to feel her body  
penetrated, she kept the fingers out of her pussy, keeping the touches  
gentle. Once enough pleasure had built up, then she'd slip inside.  
  
Wet, matted hair covered her green eyes but that didn't matter. The Pirate   
leader tried to focus on herself, slapping her clit quite rough.   
  

 This was pointless. No matter how she tried, this wasn't working. Leaving the  
stall and dropping down onto her soft bed, Kyrin lay flat on her arm, poking  
two fingers deep and grabbing her massive tit to pinch and fondle. Several   
minutes went by but try as she did, the Pirate boss seemed unable to get   
herself properly stimulated.  
  
She needed someone else to do this.  
  
Drying off on the nearest towels, grabbing a robe, Kyrin considered her   
options. None of the men on board really seemed to do anything for her, even  
if most of them joined only to stare. There was always a trip into town  
but that was quite risky. If she was seen leaving, or worse, returning with  
a man, it would result in a number of whispers among the crew. Speculation and   
rumor were two negative situations the Pirate wished to avoid.  
  
Stepping out of her quarters, night meant the halls of the Nautilus were   
empty and quiet. Muirhat, the guard that stood watch was no doubt asleep by  
now. Kyrin seemed quite thankful, as loyal as the man was, he also seemed   
to creep her out a bit with his seeming desire to start trouble. Down the  
wooden halls, the stench of Jack's odor has soaked into the floor boards  
where he'd taken to standing during the day. Had it not been for her need to  
keep as many hands available as possible she'd have tossed the vermin off the   
ship long ago. All attempts to make him bathe had failed.  
  

 The armory door was cracked open. Taking a glance inside, Shulynch, the master  
of all their weapons, was bent over a trunk, no doubt loading away ammunition  
for safe storage. Somehow, for whatever reason Kyrin could not quite  
reason, the curve of the woman's ass caught her gaze, a tight rear end grasped  
by a pair of old shorts that were probably a bit too tight. Glancing in   
further, eyes no longer fixed on curves but on the tight camel toe between  
the armory master's legs, a gentle tingle up the spine snapped the young woman  
back to reality.   
  
Kyrin suddenly realized now that her hand had been playfully rubbing below.  
It was quite a shock to realize. Drawing back, trying to rationalize what  
this mean, all she could wonder was if she really harbored some deep lesbian  
desires, or if her body was so intent on sexual fun that she couldn't think  
straight.   
  
Shulynch was perhaps a few years older than her, no family and had been with   
the crew for years. Kyrin had never known of her to date but she also made no  
habits of poking into people's private lives. As for what this meant for her   
own lifestyle, the Pirate leader had no idea. She could very well act on this   
sudden desire but what if her weapons master wasn't into such things? Walking  
in and being overt would cause a great deal of harm.  
  

 Unfortunately for Kyrin, she was left with few choices. The guys weren't doing   
it for her, leaving the ship was not going to happen and it was either this  
or flying solo. And she had to admit, the possibility of exploring this  
sudden spark of desire seemed fun.  
  
Undoing the belt slightly, she pushed open the door to play a small game.  
"Up late?"  
  
"Oh, Miss Kyrin," Shulynch called back. "I've been cataloging the new  
inventory."  
  
Now it was time. Arms to the sides, letting the flap fall loose, one of her   
magnificent tits suddenly displayed itself. "I hope we have a good supply."  
  
"We do." She could see the armory head's eyes taking quick peeks but she  
said nothing.   
  
"And guns?"  
  
Shulynch said, "of course."  
  
"We should schedule target practice for everyone," Kyrin suggested, keeping  
her experiment running, "make sure they're all ready for anything." No longer  
able to keep still, her hand reached out and took the woman's own, drawing  
it up to place gently on her chest. "Go on..."  
  
"Miss Kyrin?" she asked, quite stunned.  
  
"I saw your eyes," Kyrin explained.  
  

 Squeezing gently, the soft mound quite nice to touch, Shulynch remarked,  
"I didn't know you were a lesbian..."  
  
"I- uh... not really..." Untying the knot keeping the armory master's shirt  
together, Kyrin returned the favor, exploring tits and feminine skin. "Five  
minutes ago I didn't even know women turned me on, then I saw you bent over.  
I haven't been screwed in six years and the guys on board aren't what I need."  
Unbuttoning the tight shorts, Kyrin eased her hand inside, rubbing smooth  
skin. "You shave."  
  
"If I knew sooner I'd have said something..."  
  
"My quarters. Now."  
  
Dressing well enough to cover, the pair found no one in the halls. Racing for  
the Pirate leader's private room, their clothing quickly hit the floor.   
Overwhelmed by the need to indulge this new feeling, Kyrin gave her   
subordinate a deep kiss, tongue and lips as her fingers traced along a swollen  
vaginal mound.  
  
Eager to return the favor and to unwind, Shulynch hadn't been with a woman in  
some time, a fact she was ready to take care of. Fingers slid into her  
superior's wet, warm box, the couple making out as tits mashed together,  
hands working dripping snatches that seemed to only leak more and more.  
  

 Knees buckled from the sudden rush of orgasmic climax sending Kyrin to the   
floor, screaming out. "You okay?"  
  
"Yeah... wow..." Pulling upright, still shaking, the Pirate head flopped onto  
the bed. "Join me."  
  
Parting her boss's legs, Shulynch crawled in between, licking up the trail of  
girlish wetness. "Just lie still, this might get a bit intense..."  
  
"What about you?"  
  
"You can return the favor later. You've probably never eaten pussy. Just watch  
what I do and you can practice when I'm done." Kissing passionately on the  
wet skin, she loved the soft feel of her leader's trimmed pubic fuzz. Poking  
a finger into the hot folds, the squeezing walls were quite lovely. "I might   
be down here awhile."  
  
"Take your time. This feels incredible!" Drawing a leg upward, she requested,  
"tickle my foot some. I rode a guy reverse cowgirl once and he tickled my   
foot. It was amazing!"  
  
Tracing the sole as asked, Shulynch smiled as Kyrin screamed out in harsh  
joy.  
  
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Cuddling seemed to please them both. Kyrin quite liked her friend's body.  
Not fat but not athletic and her breasts seemed to sag some but still quite  
shapely. "You tasted good..."  
  

 "I'd like to stay but I have duties tomorrow. I should get some rest and  
it might look awkward if I stay here."  
  
Releasing her love grip, Kyrin relented. "You need to set up the firing range  
and make sure everyone on board knows how to hit their target. I don't need  
men who can't hit anything, or worse, shooting each other."  
  
Collecting her clothing and dressing proper, she replied, "first thing I'll   
do. Tomorrow night I'll dig out some things that should excite you. I've got  
a toy that's a dick on both ends."  
  
"Sounds fun." Rising up, Kyrin gave her subordinate a gentle kiss. "We'll keep   
this our secret for now. And thanks..."  
  
"Pleasure was all mine."  
  
Watching her new found lover leave for the night, she was tired but still   
turned on. Pinching the clit carefully, recalling their first encounter,  
the Pirate's leader made er way to the shower stall. It was time to finish  
getting clean. If only there would be enough hot water for this, somehow,  
Kyrin suspected that she may very well be in there for longer than necessary.  
  
  
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1 year, 2 weeks have passed  
  
  
  
"So..." Kitrina began with a squinted, accusing stare. "How was MY bachelorette  
party?"  
  
"Cake, doughnuts, punch..." answered Shumi, the resident ditz of Kerning,  
"and a really hot stripper!"  
  
"Yeah, sorry you couldn't be there," answered Bebe, one of Kit's older   
friends, "but it didn't seem fair for you to go when you'd probably be  
screwing your guy all night."  
  
Boat Quay Town was rather quiet, though early morning saw little commerce  
and the only foot traffic seemed to be those brave enough to venture into  
the haunted ghost ship. Kitrina seemed uninterested in all that as her  
wedding was only a day away. "Tomorrow's it, I guess..."  
  
"Where's your groom" Shumi demanded, tipping up her red hat.   
  
Kit shot back, "meeting with Athena Pierce. He's got no real friends and no  
family so he's gonna see if she'll take over best man duties. Not like  
we know a guy who can do it but we're not worried about the traditional stuff   
anyway."  
  
"At least you got the big, fancy cathedral." Bebe had attended chapel weddings   
before. They felt cheap and had far too much style, no real substance. "That  
must've cost a fortune"  
  

 With a sigh, Kit whined, "you have no idea..."  
  
"So? What's the big honeymoon plan?" Shumi demanded, stirring her mocha latte.  
  
"Go home and get started there... then to Florina beach. I talked Dio into  
trying it outside. We'll find a nice, secluded spot and get it on under the  
sun."  
  
"Risky," Bebe remarked, "but daring! Then what?"  
  
"Then..." Slumping down, Kitrina answered, "then we go back home. I guess  
things will be like they usually are. I mean, we already fuck a lot."  
  
Twirling the large red hat on her fingertip, Shumi remarked, "you got it  
nice though. I'd like some guy who could do me all the time. All I ever meet  
are men who wanna help me when I manage to lose something important."  
  
"You do that a lot." Kit knew well her old friend's ability to drop most   
anything.  
  
Bebe joked, "try losing your panties for a change, that should get some guy's  
attention!"  
  
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"I take it you're just a bit nervous?"  
  
"Some."  
  
Diosoth's life was going to change drastically in less than a day and for  
all their preparation he still felt as if things had not been set. "I've got  
to worry about making money because what we have isn't going to just last.  
I have to worry about possibly starting a family if that's what she wants  
to do."  
  

 Athena Pierce had been alive far longer than most and had witnessed much in  
her long years. "Tell me about that incident last week."  
  
"You heard..." Feeling a bit ashamed, Dio responded, "Kit bumped into the  
guy she lost her virginity to. He was a jerk to both of us so I punched him  
in the eye."  
  
"A serious decision..."  
  
"But probably better than letting her take a swing. She's got claws."  
  
"Kitrina never knew her father, correct?"  
  
"That's what she says," he responded. "I guess her mother went into heat and  
just lost control. But she hasn't really tried to find him, I guess it's not  
much of a big deal to her."  
  
Shrugging off the matter, Athena asked, "how much do you know about the  
wise men?"  
  
"Let me see... you and the others have been around for a long time. Except  
Kyrin, she only started the Pirates a few years ago. What's this Cygnus   
thing?"  
  
She explained carefully, "the Cygnus Knights are a branch of all the job  
classes. Their powers are derived from ours but they use them differently.  
As for the wise men... the Dark Lord is not ancient like we are. He is the  
ninth to hold that title."  
  

 It was somewhat strange to hear. "The ninth? But..."  
  
"Not many know this but the previous Dark Lord was killed in the caves   
beneath Sleepywood, sealing away the Balrog."  
  
"That doesn't sound..." He recalled word of the Balrogs, large winged demons   
that roamed the ruins and occasionally attacked airships. "It wasn't a normal  
Balrog, was it?"  
  
"No."  
  
Puzzled, the Ranger asked, "what's that got to do with me?"  
  
"Nothing particular. But as for you, I do wish you and Kitrina would continue  
to train in your spare time."  
  
Diosoth had seen it in her eyes, some deep concern that nagged away. "What's  
going on?"  
  
"I can not discuss that," the wise woman replied, "but there may be a threat  
coming to this world. We should all be prepared if that day should come."  
  
"Great," he grunted. "Just what I needed to hear..."  
  
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"Congratulations!" Shumi screamed out, her fancy dress quite a departure from  
the schoolgirl outfit and oversized hat.   
  
Dio's red armor wasn't exactly ceremonial, which is one reason the Bowman was   
glad to wear a normal tuxedo. Posing for pictures, trying to keep an eye on   
the small yet scattered crowd, his eyes caught the large gifts that his mentor  
seemed to be carrying. "That's quite a big box..."  
  

 "Yes. I chose to offer something that may be useful as opposed simply to a  
decorative trinket."  
  
Leaning in, Kit whispered, "if it's gotta be built, you're doing it..."  
  
Lifting the lid, Diosoth nearly reeled in surprise. "Oh...." Pulling the first  
object out, a gigantic feathered bow in the shape of a bird's head seemed  
natural in his hands. "This is... very nice." Pulling out the other object, a   
bundled red cloth with gold trim, he unrolled the material and gasped  
quite loud.  
  
Bebe was in awe. "Is that... a Crimsonheart Cloak?" Indeed, it was a cape she  
had heard of yet never seen.  
  
"It is," Dio replied. "This is worth ten times what our house cost! I can't-"  
  
"Yes, you can and you must accept this," Athena demanded quietly. "Please."  
  
Quite elegant in her red dress, Kyrin inspected the cape. "I've never seen  
one of these before, only heard rumors. You must be favored for her to give  
you this."  
  
"Actually, I-" He stopped cold. "I think she means for me to use this   
someday."  
  
The Crimsonheart Cloak was powerful indeed, and very rare for only a small   
handful had ever been recovered from the halls of the Crimsonwood Keep.  
Only the most daring, and possibly stupid travelers dared to venture and even  
fewer returned. Turning down such a treasure would not only insult Athena   
Pierce but would dishonor those who risked everything to return with such  
a wondrous artifact.  
  

 "It goes with your armor, too!" Kit said cheerfully. "And look, the bow   
matches those feathers on your helmet!" Getting a feel for his new weapon,  
Dio tested the string and felt the weight. He seemed to approve of this   
weapon.  
  
"One more picture." Kitrina's mother, a gray cat had been snapping pictures  
all morning. "Kit, stand in front of him. Diosoth, place your left hand on   
hers so the rings are both showing."  
  
Taking place and grabbing his wife's left hand, he asked, "like this?"  
  
"That's perfect." The bright flash captured this moment forever.  
  
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Hanging the cape and bow in the closet, locked away with the rest of their   
gear, Dio felt the sudden pull on his arm as an eager catgirl led him to   
the bedroom. Already undoing the zippers and buttons of her white wedding  
dress, Kit begged, "come on, help me get this off."  
  
"I wouldn't mind getting out of this, myself," the Ranger complained harshly,  
"I can barely move in it."  
  
"Tell me about it," Kit whined as she tossed aside the lower half. Releasing   
the top half, exposing two pert breasts, the Thief was stripped down to just  
a pair of thong panties. Waving her tail, peeling off her lover's clothing  
and dragging him into bed, Kitrina moaned, "don't get too into this, we still  
have to get ready for the beach later."  
  

 "You still want to screw on the beach?"  
  
She answered back with a smile, "yeah, if we can find a spot where no one   
will see us."  
  
"Should be easy," the Bowman said, "no one goes there anymore. I just hope  
the lorangs leave us alone."  
  
Throwing off the last of his clothing, pulling down Kit's panties, Dio  
gently shoved her down to the mattress. Pinning her body to the bed, Diosoth  
leaned in, pressing his soft mass of flesh to his lover's slit. Testicles  
tickled against the fur of Kitrina's tail, eyes staring deep into hers, it was  
little time before his erection stood tall, begging to slip inside.  
  
"I wanna feel it deep," Kit grunted, thighs spread wide as his cock slipped  
in, past the lips, gently easing all the way inside the warm tunnel. Wrapping  
her calf around his leg, Kit gripped onto her husband's ass, fuzzy fingers  
tickling bare skin. Licking her soft lips, groaning as each thrust became  
slightly harder, more forceful as the sound of skin slapping skin began to  
become more audible. Already Kit could hear how wet she was, each thrust  
echoing in her feline ears.  
  

 Grabbing her partner's ass with both hands, forcing him to work harder, the  
horny kitty climaxed with very little effort. Pussy walls contracted,   
squeezing tight on cock. Balls rubbing against fur only made matters worse.  
Realizing he wouldn't last any longer, Dio pressed his head down, kissing   
Kitrina, tongue crammed into her cheek as hot sperm exploded within the   
vaginal canal. One last quick thrust to force out the last of his cream and   
Diosoth finally relaxed his muscles.  
  
Still inside, still on top, he asked, "what time is it?"  
  
"Not noon yet," Kit answered, looking at wall clock. "We got time to get to  
the beach."  
  
"I want to stay like this for a bit."  
  
"You just wanna get hard again." Closing both legs tight around his butt,  
tail fluttering in excitement, Kit moaned, "one more but then we have to get  
going."  
  
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Hot sun beat down upon the sand. Small tufts of long grass poked out   
occasionally and coconut trees dotted the beach. The water didn't seem   
too harsh this day with the waves barely rolling up the edge of the sand.  
  

 Running along, her bikini likely to fall loose at any minute, Kitrina  
found a suitable place to unroll their towels. Left to carry the cooler,  
finally accustomed to the hot sand under bare feet, Diosoth joined his  
eager wife. "That top's not going to stay on if you keep running around."  
  
"Well then," Kit remarked, removing the strip of cloth. "Hey, we're gonna  
get naked anyway."  
  
Digging through their drink cooler, Dio wanted to open a bottle of juice  
bought at the drink stand. Kit, however had other ideas for refreshments,  
sliding a law into his trunks. "I'm thirsty."  
  
Pulling out her lover's dick and gently licking on the end, feeling it stiffen  
in her mouth, Kit's lips slid along the shaft, tongue flicking the tip.   
Already tasting the early drops of precum, soft moans from her throat could  
be heard as Dio leaned back, running fingers through his wife's hair.  
  
Grabbing his hips, body braced to the towel for support, Kitrina suddenly  
began to work faster, mouth rocking back and forth, head bobbing wildly.  
Literally sucking now, snatch beginning to leak as hard dick poked her   
tonsils, the catgirl heard him scream out as sperm filled her cheeks.  
  

 Swallowing every bit, satisfied at the results, the Thief untied the thong  
bikini bottom. "You need a drink. Lick it good!" she begged, straddling the  
Ranger's face. Tongue flicking like mad, tasting wet pussy, his mouth suckled  
the clit quite hard. "EH! You're thirstier than I thought!"   
  
Jabbing a finger within and prodding the spongy inside, Dio was intent on   
making Kit squirt. She was quite capable but still an amateur, taking  
heavy stimulation to ejaculate. Curling his finger inside, tickling the soft  
g-spot, kissing her clitoris as wet girl cream seeped like a fountain,  
Kitrina's orgasmic scream did not sound in time to warn him. Face blasted with  
a hard gush of clear fluid, almost choking on the spray down his throat,  
Dio looked up at her and commented, "little warning..."  
  
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Laying back, eyes closed, enjoying the sun, Kitrina wondered if she should  
get a tan. The unfortunate downside to this idea would be that her massive  
tail would be in the way if she rolled over, leaving a shaded spot and there  
was no way to keep it out of the way.  
  

 "You've been a bit quiet."  
  
"Yeah... I think what Athena said has got me a bit concerned."  
  
"Oh?" Rolling onto her side, Kit asked, "why's that?"  
  
Diosoth had been a bit unsettled by the way his mentor seemed to dodge the  
issue. "I think she knows more than she's telling. Her and Kyrin, and she  
brought up the wise men for some reason."  
  
"That's why she gave you all that expensive equipment then," Kit said with  
a mild sigh. "Damn, just thought she was being nice. She wants us ready in  
case something bad happens, then."  
  
"That's what I'm thinking..."  
  
"Don't think about it. This world's full of heroes," the cat grunted. "Let   
them handle it, we got out of that. Just because they wanna sucker us back  
in and try to recruit their little army doesn't mean we have to give up  
what we've got and just march to their fuckin' drum."  
  
Sipping his coconut juice, Dio shot back, "I'm not feeling obligated. She gave  
me that cape as a gift, not as payment. I don't like playing patsy to someone  
who's trying to give me some false obligation by bribery. I outta sell all   
that armor and put the money towards us."  
  

 "Eh..." Kit suddenly had second thoughts about the scenario brewing in her   
mind. "Maybe we should keep it, in case something really does happen."  
  
"....damn." Diosoth knew it may be necessary, it was a fact of the matter that  
did not sit too well. "Yeah. But I'll at least sell my old bow, it's taking  
up room now and the Nisrock's a better bow."  
  
"Enough talk," Kit demanded, taking his hand. "I wanna worry about right now.  
We just got married and that's all I care about." Closing her red eyes again,  
she asked him, "so... about kids.... thinkin' about it?"  
  
"That's why this whole thing's got me concerned. What if we do have kids and  
shit falls apart?"  
  
"Aw, hell..." she whined. "That's gonna complicate things. I don't know yet  
though, maybe wait a few years. See what happens, okay?"  
  
The Bowman agreed, "deal." Playing it safe was probably their best option,  
jumping into raising a family could be harder to deal with than they would  
care for.  
  
"Now, for the present, I think it's time we get a computer at home and the  
internet."  
  
He scolded his newlywed wife, "you just want to look at porn."  
  

 "Best way to get new ideas is to look and see what other people do."  
  
Diosoth knew that marriage wasn't going to be any different. Kitrina was still  
going to be the same, untamed woman she was when they met. That was one   
constant he could count on in an uncertain world.  
  
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1 year, 1 month, 2 weeks have passed  
  
  
  
"Slow it down! This tickles!" he cried out, legs clamping tight to the edge of  
the couch as his wife stroked quickly, giggling as her feline fingers  
tickled. Kitrina's padded palms kept a solid grip on foreskin but it was the  
loose hairs that brushed the tip.  
  
Beating faster on her lover's cock now, watching sperm shoot up as Diosoth  
let out a stutter, Kit noted, "that's gotta be seven inches high!" as the mess  
splashed down onto her hand and the cushion. Tickling testicles, playing with  
Dio's yellow fuzz, the catgirl fell flat to the floor, legs parted. "Finger  
or tongue, you pick."  
  
Down to the floor, the Ranger had a smartass idea. Pulling his ponytail around,  
holding the end gently, Dio brushed the tips of his own blond hair against  
his wife's slit, tickling her back. "Feel good?"  
  

 "Oh... that's amazing!" she cried out, back arched and tail flickering to  
the sparks of enjoyment. "Wait, let me..." Pushing aside the lock of hair,  
Kit curled her fingers and began brushing the fuzzy side quickly against  
her lips, teasing her clitoris with a fast tickle. "Oh shit, this is  
incredible!"  
  
"And messy," he spouted out, pointing out the matted mess of cat fur on her  
knuckles. "Better let me do this."  
  
Examining the wet mass that her hand had become, the Thief relented. "It only  
lasted a second before things got too sticky."  
  
Grabbing his wife's shirt and wiping off her pussy, Dio began slurping away,  
tongue poking inside for a feel of warm sex juices. He had found that the  
best way to perform oral sex was to make out with the vaginal opening,  
a simple tongue kiss that made Kitrina howl and wriggle. Howl she did, and Dio  
suspected that anyone who might be too close to their home could hear. Perhaps  
this was why his lover had selected the one mushroom house away from the main  
town.  
  
It took little of this intimate act before his own cock began swelling once  
more, stimulated as Kit's own tail knocked against the end as if for  
encouragement. Lips pulled free of the soft, pink cunt, Diosoth crawled along  
the floor. "I think it wants to play in the cave."  
  

 "Jam it right in! Just thrust it in, don't be gentle!"  
  
"You sure?" he asked.  
  
Smiling with her tongue almost hanging out, Kit begged him, "I'm so wet it's   
gonna go in like grease! Just nail me!"  
  
Pressing against the soft opening, doing as requested, Dio shoved inside rather  
hard and as Kit has guessed, his dick slipped in without effort. "That's how  
I want it! Pound me!"  
  
Curious now, the bowman asked, "you're not in heat early, are you?"  
  
"No, just really horny." Pressing her hand to the back of her lover's head,  
face close for a quick kiss, Kit savored their gentle lip press. "Wail  
on me!"  
  
His legs slightly apart to let Kit's tail room to move, nuts brushing  
against the fuzzy appendage for extra arousal, Dio's toned ass began to  
bounce, penis shoving in and pulling out harder and quicker as the seconds  
passed by, grazing her inner walls as both moaned in delight.  
  
Screaming in bliss, Kitrina gripped her love's ass and squeezed as her   
body went off like fireworks, climaxing uncontrollably, forced even harder  
by the continued rhythm of sex wailing away on her pelvis. Spit leaking from  
her lips now, hair messed up with sweat, the catgirl demanded, "pull it out  
and blow on my tits!"  
  

 Jerking free, leaping forward, Dio yelped as Kit's grip held on, jerking  
quickly as cum sprayed all over her breasts. Smiling wide, watching hot  
white cream cover her chest, falling to the floor, Kit gasped for air,   
exhausted now. Lying back to relax, the cat's ears twitched, picking up some  
unusual sounds in the distance. "Hey, you hear that?"  
  
"Hear what?"  
  
"Explosions... wait, they're far away, you probably can't hear it." Kitrina  
realized a bit too late that her hearing was perhaps a bit better than a   
human's range of auditory senses.  
  
Wiping his wife off with her discarded shirt, Diosoth remembered the   
announcement made only the day before. "The Nautilus is testing their new  
weapons today off the coast. They put out a notice."  
  
Somehow surprised to hear this, the kitty wondered out loud, "weapons? Oh well.  
I better wash off before this dries and gets all nasty."  
  
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Their bed made a far better place to lie back than the floor could offer,  
a fact Kitrina loved, lying in place, Dio's hand gently rubbing her clitoris.  
Legs together, only allowing his fingers to rub the surface, Kit could still  
feel her tail getting damp as traces of her cream seeped down between, out   
of her hole and across her tight ass.  
  

 "I'll suck your cock after I get off."  
  
"That answers the question of what you want for dinner," Dio said, poking fun  
at his lover's eagerness to chug semen. "Roll over and you can get an early   
meal."  
  
Accepting the offer, Kit sat up, legs kicked back, mounting on top with her   
pussy arched over Dio's mouth, bending forward to lick on hard penis. Taking  
a quick smell, the cleanliness from her bath offered up a sweet smell. Stroking  
at the fur on the base of kit's tail, Diosoth gently flicked his own tongue  
along the length of the young woman's pink opening. "Did you sit in something?"  
  
Laughing, Kit whined gently, "lick it up, you won't go thirsty." Pressing the  
shaft down flat, Kitrina's dripping tongue licked the sensitive spot behind the  
head, the tip carefully tasting the bottom edge as precum started to leak.  
Lapping up the clear fluid, the Thief decided to go all out, popping him in  
between her lips and taking it in, lips down to the base. Urged on by loud  
manly grunts of pleasure, Kitrina sucked hard, literally sucking while her  
head bobbed, slowly then speeding up, eventually working like mad until she  
felt an explosion, tongue coated in cum that was quickly swallowed down.  
  

 Letting go of her toy, now getting softer, the kitty looked back and muttered,  
"your turn. Lick that pussy good  like you know I deserve." Yelping at the  
sudden feel of a hard kiss on her snatch, she whined, "and my friends said   
being married was gonna get boring."  
  
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Nuzzling her lover's body, Kitrina listened to Dio sleep. The darkness hid  
them both but her senses were good. Kit could hear him breathe and her eyes  
seemed to adjust well to the night. It wasn't perfect vision, at best the   
catgirl could make out the shapes of the room but anyone else would see total  
darkness.  
  
Thinking to herself, 'all we did today was fuck. I'm such a hornball... and so  
are you, bending me over before bed and squirting it in me while I squirted on  
the floor.' The gold wedding band on her finger was slightly cold in the night  
air but only the finger pad could feel the temperature. Either way, she didn't  
care.   
  
However, the explosions of the day continued into the night. Small, very faint  
pops that barely registered but they continued on. Somehow, despite Kit's  
efforts to think about her husband and the filthy things they did, the idea  
of a weapons test was incredibly disturbing. She could not help but wonder  
if what romance she had, tucked away in this mushroom house, might be   
interrupted one day by things beyond their control.  
  

   
  
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1 year, 2 months has passed  
  
  
  
Absolute power kept the weak in line. Absolute power meant that everyone  
beneath you knew who was in charge. Absolute power meant that when you  
opened your mouth, others listened and obeyed.  
  
Orchid had absolute power.  
  
Hovering through the caves of Edelstein's old power facility to make sure  
everyone did as they had been told to do, every underling and guard in their   
place, every robot and machine doing as they had been built for, General  
Orchid knew that her Black Wings army was top notch, that the citizens of  
Edelstein had no means to challenge her, and that the will of the Black Mage  
would soon disrupt this world in a way that no one could have imagined.  
  
Content that everything was running smoothly, the woman in black floated  
towards her private quarters.  
  
A glance at the bed would lend one to believe that its owner was a   
kind-hearted person, covered in soft sheets, plush bunnies and things one  
may even expect of a child, and yet Orchid was far from those things.  
Her body was that of a young woman, certainly. How old was she when given  
this power? Eighteen? Nineteen? Even General orchid could not recall  
after a thousand years. It did not matter, merely useless trivia.  
  

 The General had another means to check security, one for the lazy type  
who did not feel like flying around to examine every inch. Activating  
a small monitor, Orchid slowly cycled through security cameras, one by one,  
seeing nothing out of the ordinary. Had she even expected to? The residents  
of that worthless town at the base of the mountain knew that the Black  
Wings held absolute power. Even the slightest attempt at subterfuge or  
resistance and the reactor would be overloaded, reducing the region of  
Edelstein into a crater.  
  
The mere suggestion of such destruction was more than enough to keep  
her slaves in line. None would dare oppose the Black Mage.  
  
If only the entire Maple World could be so easy to manipulate and coerce,  
her job would be so much simpler. No one ever said that subjugating  
a planet was anything but a hardship.  
  
Flipping through, spotting nothing out of the ordinary, Orchid paused,  
wondering if the security feed had been crossed with another broadcast.  
On the screen was quite a sight to behold, two individuals, one stooped  
down performing oral sex on the other.  
  

 'Cute, security got crossed with porn. I'll find the idiot that messed  
up and- I know her!' she thought, recognizing the woman as Le Tierre,  
Black Wings secretary. Her partner was another member of the organization,  
pants down but in a familiar black and gold uniform. The General's eyes  
fixated on the scene, lips slowly taking the shaft deep, head back, eyes  
looking upward. "Oh she's really working him...mmm... I wonder if she'll  
have sex with him?"  
  
Plopping back onto her bed, Orchid was pleased by the sight. "I didn't know  
she was such a whore or that the men here had big-" She bit her lip, watching  
the secretary pull back and lick the head of her partner. Playing with the   
remote, zooming in, she mumbled, "I wonder if those two even know there's  
a camera on them? I hope this is being recorded... shit, why not?"  
  
Coat tossed aside, General Orchid tugged her shorts down, two fingers  
easing up and down her pussy. "Blow your load on her pretty face..."  
she begged, hoping to see sperm flying. "I need to get that guy's name  
and make him give me a good time! Been so long..."  
  

 Picking up her golden staff, Orchid sat up on her knees, pressing the  
stick up to her crotch, slowly easing the scepter in a slow glide. "Oh?"  
On screen, Le Tierre let go of her toy, unbuttoning the black best she  
wore with pride to reveal massive tits, jiggling them for her fuck buddy.  
"Bitch has bigger boobs than me," the General groaned, fondling her own  
nipples now. Skirt to the floor, panties down and bent over, the commander  
of the Black Wings smiled upon witnessing the watchman thrust deep within.  
"Can't get any closer," Orchid grumbled, wishing the angle were better,  
but watching hands grip the woman's ass, thrusting away like mad was  
more than enough encouragement to stick the tip of her staff inside  
wet lips. Pushing in as deep as she could stand, General Orchid began  
wriggling her body in time with the action on screen.  
  
"I wonder, will you orgasm inside her or will you pull out?"  
  
Falling backwards, the ancient one balanced on her free hand, eyes refusing  
to peel away, the wide tip of her rod tickling every fold within as it  
rammed deep and hard, juices leaking onto the sheets.  
  

 "If only this had audio I could hear them both screaming!" Orchid groaned,  
panting hard, sweat getting into her eyes. "I may need to silently install  
microphones in the cameras."  
  
Grinding her weapon, breathing heavily while obsessed with her live porn   
show, she gasped as the thrusting stopped. "Oh don't tell me..." She was  
pleased as the unknown man withdrew, sticky sperm dripping out of the  
secretary's cunt. "You filled her with- FUCK!" Falling backwards as a spray  
of fluid burst forth, the commander's body was rocked by orgasm, the room  
filled with a sudden scream. Heart racing now, perspiration clinging her  
suit to skin, General Orchid pulled the staff out, wincing while the wide  
tip spread her wide.   
  
The monitor showed the end of a sex romp, one which neither knew had been  
filmed. Le Tierre quickly dressed, kissing the Black Wings watchman as  
the two ran off.   
  
"I hope she uses that spot often," she groaned, peeling a long pigtail   
away from a sweat-drenched face, "it'll give me something good to watch,  
and possible blackmail material if she ever messes up."  
  

 Undoing the jacket, shoes kicked off, the evil girl spread out flat on   
her stomach, fingers dancing within the folded pussy lips. It hadn't been  
terribly often that Orchid had a chance to get off, but she was already  
in the mood and felt like playing with herself as she'd already stripped  
and got dirty for one orgasm. Tempted to call a random guard or low rank  
watchman into her quarters, the General brushed off the temptation.  
No one on the bottom rung would be good enough, no useless trash would cut  
it. Making a mental note to prepare a search for a suitable companion,  
General Orchid was content to be alone for now.  
  
If she was good enough to run this organization by herself, she was  
good enough to have sex with herself.  
  
  
  
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1 year, 3 months have passed  
  
  
  
Riches. Power. Beauty.   
  
It was little wonder why Kyrin stood on the bridge of the Nautilus. she had  
the sense, the brains, and the will to lead, and despite a face that hid it  
well, the wisdom and experience. Most guessed the Pirate leader's age to  
be quite young. If only they really knew.  
  

 Yet, despite that, Kyrin still felt that empty spot in her soul. 'If only he  
could have seen this...' she thought, looking out over the port. Wealth  
and followers. Certainly enough to gain revenge on the Black Mage for the  
death of her father, enough to gain revenge for all the wizard had done to  
this world.  
  
But that emptiness in her life sometimes felt like a rock in her gut.  
  
Shulynch, the weapons master had been quite a liberating partner, one of  
new experiences and pleasure, though Kyrin's discovery of a sexual interest in  
women wasn't enough to fill that void, and the gunsmith did not seem to   
feel quite the same way. Sure they had found each other to be stimulating,  
but sexual desire and romantic want sometimes were not one and the same.  
  
Men. Oh how this battleship had its fill. Muirhat, loyal but blinded, sometimes  
overzealous in his servitude. Black Bark, one of the elder of her crew, some  
would think old enough to be her father and perhaps the only one on board who  
knew the most about her, yet far from ever being that companion.  
  

 Realizing that the daily inspection would not wait, Kyrin adjusted her hat,  
ribbon neatly tied as always, setting out into the hall. "Muirhat."  
  
"Nothing to report, but it's early. I'd expect the usual new recruits any  
time now." No one expected the blinded man to make a suitable bodyguard,  
and those bandages most certainly let anyone know he couldn't see, and yet  
Muirhat seemed to see quite a bit. Perhaps his other senses had grown to  
compensate. Kyrin felt sorry for him though, knowing how he lost his eyes,  
how those scars would never heal. Those bandages were not to heal, they were  
to conceal the loss.  
  
Pacing down the hallway, an overwhelming stench pierced the Pirate's nostrils,  
lungs almost burning and her eyes stinging like a thousand needled. "AUH! What  
the hell?" she screamed in disbelief. "What in all of Maple World is that?"  
  
"Take one guess, madam Kyrin." Mrs. Reade had learned to breathe through her  
mouth but even today was quite bad. "He absolutely refuses to take a bath  
or clean up!"  
  
"JACK!" Kyrin screamed, managing enough air to shout through the cloud of body  
odor. "YOU! TAKE! A! BATH!"  
  

 with a shrug, the filthy Pirate whined, "but I can't stand soap!"  
  
The urge to toss the insubordinate fool out of a port hole, into the ocean,  
doing the job once and for all, the urge held back just barely. Abusing one  
of her own could cause morale problems, and she felt some degree of disgust at  
the thought of touching his dirty body, potentially getting a very nasty  
filth on her skin, or worse, an illness. That was yet another mystery no one  
had figured out... Jack's immune system must've been impervious to everything.  
  
He certainly had no sense of smell.  
  
"Just... forget it..." the Pirate leader moaned, walking off in defeat,  
only to trip over some object low to the floor. "God damn... really?" she  
grumbled, more shocked than angered to see one of her crew crawling along.  
  
"Sorry! Did I bump you?" Abel whined. "I can't see anything!" This member of  
her crew had terrible luck keeping his glasses on, a severe habit that turned  
him into dead weight more than he was ever useful.  
  
"Yes, you did... find your glasses and get some tape!" Picking herself up,   
Kyrin tugged at the ribbon, trying to undo a fresh crease. "Great... oh,  
please!" The next shock of the day was the sight of yet another crewman,  
leaned against a wall, gun propped up, fast asleep. "I thought we were Pirates,  
but I was wrong. We're a circus! We should charge admission to this nonsense!  
YOU! WAKE UP!"  
  

 "Guh!"   
  
Calico jumped, rifle tipped over and clattering down.   
  
"Look at you! A guard asleep so that anyone could get by, someone crawling like  
an infant! One guy who smells like a sewer, a bodyguard who doesn't trust   
anyone, and... do any of you have any pride? The ones I recruit and send out,  
they do stuff, but here I am at home, with my crew of baboons! I don't need  
television, I have your antics! Maybe I should invite the Black Mage over,  
he could walk right in anyway and no one would say a word!"  
  
Several of her loyal crew stared at her, saying nothing. It was the first time  
that Kyrin has blown up, the usually cheerful Pirate having lost her composure   
was a sight none had seen prior.  
  
"Kyrin? I..." It was Black Bark, the oldest member of the crew. "I think you  
need shore leave. You've been on board for some time." He felt no need to  
overstep his bounds, Bark knew his place and knew better than to give orders,  
but watching his captain suffer a breakdown would be bad for everyone. He knew  
full well the crew had problems, issues that needed to be dealt with. He also  
knew that the captain going crazy would leave the Pirates with no leader,  
or worse, a return to the old ways. "I'll watch over everything for now. Go out  
and have some fun, relax, and let me take care of things, okay? You need  
to get away from this for a few days or you'll go crazy!"  
  

 "Uh..." Calming down some, she responded, "you're in charge until I get back.  
If the Nautilus sinks I'm holding you responsible."  
  
Black Bark was right, no question. Her outburst was little more than the  
result of too much work stress. Checking the pistol under her long brown  
coat, Kyrin headed towards the main hatch. Fresh air felt so strange to her  
lungs, perhaps she'd really been inside for too long if the feel of the  
outdoors felt so unusual.  
  
Where to go?  
  
  
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An old tree at the edge of Henesys served as both home to Athena Pierce and  
as the Bowman instructional school. This old building had been a well-known  
monument of the town for many years as both a place for new warriors and  
as a sign of pride for the town's history.  
  
It had been where Kyrin was raised long ago.  
  
Turning the handle and stepping in, high heel boots gliding over a familiar  
wooden floor, climbing stairs, the Pirate stood at Athena's desk, where the  
ancient Elven woman had her back turned. "I will be with you shortly."  
Pulling a bow tight to attach a new string, she turned and said, "sorry about   
that. You are here to-"  
  

 "Mom?"  
  
"Kyrin... is something wrong?"  
  
She answered, "sort of."  
  
Smiling, pleased to have her adoptive daughter home, Athena Pierce stepped out  
and gave the Pirate a hug. "Whatever your problem is, we shall take care of   
it."  
  
"I feel-" Hesitant, Kyrin could only mumble, "I feel empty."  
  
The Elf wondered what that meant, until realization finally told her. "I see."  
  
"It's been so long, I... I miss him."  
  
The archer knew full well the curse of long life. "It can be hard, this role.  
To watch those around you die of old age while you live, forever young. I have  
seen many leave in my lifetime, but you knew this was inevitable when you  
took your position."  
  
"Yes," Kyrin answered. "But he was already gone when I made that choice.  
I have everything but someone to share my life with and it's eating at me."  
Slinking into an empty chair, she went on, "but I can't stop. I have to...  
I have to make the Black Mage pay! He took my family, he took... I can't  
give this up until then."  
  
Athena had taken this woman in as a child, the remaining fallout of the Black  
Mage's wrath one fateful day. She had tried to shield Kyrin from the truth,  
only to fail. That day, entering her home to find a teenager missing, Athena  
knew what had transpired. The Elf searched in vain, finding no trace, only to  
one day hear that her ward had become the new leader of the Pirates and was  
on a quest of vengeance.   
  

 The day the Nautilus took harbor on Victoria Island had been good news. The  
little girl she had raised was safe, yet grown into a woman who hungered for  
power and revenge. Now, Kyrin was here, home again and it was time for Athena   
Pierce to do what should have been done long ago.  
  
"Come, we shall go into my private chambers. I will close for the day. We  
have much to talk about."  
  
  
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"Maybe I shouldn't have run away..."  
  
"I suppose," Athena responded, "for what I had planned for you to someday   
become skilled with a bow, and for the disappointment of finding you gone,  
the end result was not terrible. You have more power than I could have  
imagined and the Black Mage will have to deal with an even greater challenge."  
  
It was only now that the Pirate noticed the sun dimming. "I didn't know we'd  
been talking all day, it's already late."  
  
"Late?" Checking the wall clock, the Archer replied, "its's barely three. There  
must be a storm moving on. I should check weather reports more frequently."  
  
"Wonderful, just what I- what's this?" Spotting a shiny object on the floor,  
one that didn't seem to belong, Kyrin bent down to find a standard adventurer  
PDA. "I think someone dropped this, or is it yours?"  
  

 "No, I- oh, no... he must have forgot it yesterday!"  
  
"Who?"  
  
Athena replied, "you remember Diosoth? He has been running errands for me in  
his free time. Yesterday, he delivered groceries, and must have dropped it."  
Kyrin recalled the name. It was been some months back she'd attended his   
wedding reception- the same time she had last seen Athena Pierce. "I should  
take it to him, who knows what he must be doing without it." PDAs carried by  
adventurers were vital devices for they stored maps, allowed communication  
as well as a wide array of other functions. They could also be hard to replace.  
  
"No, I can take it. Haven't seen him or his wife in a while."  
  
"You should go now before the storm moves in," the Elf replied. "Will you  
return?"  
  
"Yeah," Kyrin shot back. "I'm taking a few days off so I can stop by on my way  
back to the ship."  
  
With a smile, Athena said, "it was good to speak with you again."  
  
  
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"Nice."  
  
Kitrina knew this mess would take forever to clean up. Their mushroom home had  
been torn open, all but physically picked up and shaken, and no sign of a PDA.  
"This'll take forever to clean up."  
  

 "It'll take forever to get that replaced if I can't find it!" Dio shouted,  
shoving aside a cabinet. "How in the hell did I lose this thing?"  
  
"Want me to try to contact it again?"  
  
With a sigh, he muttered, "if it's off it won't work, like it didn't work   
before." Winds blew outside, the faint sound of rain beginning. "And the  
weather's gone to crap. I hope the power doesn't go out..."  
  
Kit's ears pointed up, hearing a faint sound. "DOOR!"  
  
"What?"  
  
"Someone's knocking at the door!" she cried out, jumping over the couch to  
pull it open. Fierce winds blew in, their guest pushed inside just as Kitrina  
shoved the door shut. "Holy shit! Hey, Kyrin? That you?"  
  
The Pirate hadn't heard for her hat was held down tight. Ripping it off,  
Kyrin groaned, "well that's almost ruined..." as hard rain began to spatter  
the walls. "Made it in time."  
  
"What're you doing in Henesys?" Kit asked, "and why are you here?"  
  
"I brought this." reaching into her wrinkled coat, she produced the very PDA   
the couple had been searching for. "You left it at Athena Pierce's house.   
But it looks like the storm blew through here already!" The Pirate stared  
in awe at drawers hanging open, furniture all over and various things tipped  
over or strewn about. "You weren't robbed, were you?"  
  

 Checking his PDA, satisfied it was intact, Diosoth responded, "we were looking   
for this, actually."  
  
"I probably should've called first," she muttered, seeing the pair half  
dressed. Kitrina was running around in little more than a t-shirt and panties,  
hardly presentable for company. "But I'm stuck here now until this storm  
stops."  
  
"Don't you have a ship to be on?" Dio inquired.  
  
"I took a couple days shore leave." With a pitiful sigh, Kyrin whined, "looks  
like I'm stuck indoors again."  
  
Popping open a drawer, Kit began to dig, shouting out, "I think we have a-  
aw, no... we don't have any scrolls to Nautilus. Just Henesys and Kerning.  
You can have a Kerning scroll."  
  
"Wait, let me check the weather..." Activating his data pad, Dio scrolled  
the map of Victoria Island, bringing up the current weather. "Kerning's  
getting drenched right now, too. You use that scroll and you'll end up in   
the middle of this."  
  
Kyrin was trapped here, in a mushroom house at the edge of Henesys. Wind and   
rain strong enough to sting flesh blanketed the region and no one outside would  
make it very far before being either blown away or pelted by raindrops that  
no doubt felt like bullets. "Oh well," the Pirate captain said, "I guess I'll  
help you clean up."  
  

   
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"That looks better," Kyrin said proudly.  
  
"It looks better than it did this morning, if you ask me," Diosoth agreed.  
Interior design was not a skill either he or his wife had. The thought that  
a woman who lived in luxury would be able to lay out a room better than anyone  
else made sense.  
  
Peering outside, the catgirl said with a whine, "but that rain's not any  
closer to stopping. I hope it does soon because I go into he-" Mouth shut to  
spare herself embarrassment, Kit instead mumbled, "I mean, we have plans   
tomorrow."  
  
Too late. Kyrin knew what she'd meant. "I suppose it would be awkward, you two   
trying to get it on with a house guest around."  
  
"That's not-"  
  
"Sorry, kitty," she said with a smirk, "but I know about your kind. You get  
horny every few weeks and I think most everyone knows the both of you are  
having constant sex. You gave up adventuring and you don't seem to leave the  
house much." Plopping down in the couch, the Pirate continued, "can't blame   
you. I haven't had sex with a man in so long I've almost forgot what it feel  
like."  
  

 Chuckling uncontrollably, Kit fired back, "YOU? On that ship with all those  
men, wearing that outfit?"  
  
"HEY! I have one guy who never takes a bath, another who sleeps all the time,   
another who can barely see, another who can't see and... that fish who   
sometimes visits. No, I'm afraid a lot of those men are pussy repellant to  
someone with taste. Don't misunderstand me, they're a good crew... usually...  
but they aren't..." Her eyes rolled. "... there's a reason they became Pirates  
and live on a submarine."  
  
She kept quiet, 'that and some of them are wanted in a few places.'  
  
"Well... you're here now," Dio stated. "Guess we should get dinner or   
something."  
  
'He looks so much like...' Kyrin hadn't heard. "Sorry, what?"  
  
"DINNER! What do you want?"  
  
"Oh... hm, what do you have?"  
  
Kitrina shrugged. "Probably something in cans. We can't go out and get   
something unless we wanna swim."  
  
"We, uh," the Bowman grumbled, "aren't exactly cooks."  
  
"Well then, I'll see what you have and we can work with that," Kyrin mused,  
hoping that, at the very least, this house had some sort of decent food.  
  

   
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"I haven't cooked my own food in years... or washed dishes." It'd been a   
passable pasta dinner, although the lack of certain items made the meal  
a touch bland.   
  
"I might learn how if I could only find proper gloves," the catgirl said with  
a hiss. "I don't think food would be too good with fur in it."  
  
Kyrin thought of the past, a distant year long forgotten. 'I'd swear he was...'  
The captain's thoughts turned to the present, and an idea to unwind. "I have  
a small proposition for you both, you interested?"  
  
"Go on," Dio said.  
  
"Well... see, I used to have a catgirl on my crew, she wasn't there long.  
But I know how frustrated you can get when you go into heat and... would you  
want some help?"  
  
"Uh... I'm on birth control already," Kit responded. "I still go crazy but  
I can't have babies and this new formula they got means I don't have my  
period anymore."  
  
Seductively leaning back in her chair, high heel black boots parted and back  
arched, chest heaving out, Kyrin scolded, "no no... I mean, would you two want  
an extra helping hand?"  
  

 "Kit, she's trying to get into a three-way with us," Diosoth whispered.  
  
"Yeah, I kinda guessed that," his wife said back rather loud, "she's doing   
everything but stripping naked."  
  
"Uh... I don't know if Kit is into that, so..."  
  
Sinking back just a bit, Kitrina merely whined a small hum.  "I don't know...  
maybe..."  
  
"What?"  
  
Boldly, Kitrina explained, "well, you do get exhausted and- sorry, I didn't   
mean it like that, I just- oh crap." Nuzzling her husband tight, she went  
on, "you know how horny I get. You eat me out, you fuck me, I play with  
myself, but it's two days and even trying it myself is a lot of work. And   
uh... I kinda hid something from you."  
  
"Here we go," Dio groaned.  
  
"No, it's- look, you know I had that first boyfriend who ended up being an   
asshole. Then I told you I had that second guy before we got together but uh...  
that second one wasn't a guy."  
  
"You mean-"  
  
"It was Shumi! Okay! I played with my best friend's tits and pussy once. I   
uh... was kinda experimenting."  
  
"Oh. Well..." he responded, "I guess that's not so bad, considering what  
trouble you can get into at times."   
  

 Kit shot back, "I- hey, what trouble?"  
  
"You're impulsive," Kyrin responded. "But you're young, you said you didn't   
know your father and I think catgirl brains are just odd."  
  
"Shumi," Dio mused. "Hey wait, you said that second one reminded you of me...   
oh, god."  
  
Puzzled and curious, the pirate asked, "who is Shumi?"  
  
"A dumb girl who lives in Kerning."  
  
"She's not dumb, she- okay so I guess she is a bit dumb, she'd lose her head if   
it wasn't attached."  
  
Diosoth said with a grunt, "she's got the same hair color and eye color as me,  
too. She doesn't wear it in a ponytail but well, like I haven't heard that  
before."  
  
"No, boy," Kyrin mumbled, "anyone who'd mistake you for a girl needs glasses.  
So how about it? I would be helping you out with her, you'd help me out with  
your cock and I need to relax some."  
  
"Wait," Kit asked, "you're into girls?"  
  
"Found it out myself a few months ago. Been playing with our weapons master  
sometimes but she... I need a man's touch, and I've known the two of you  
long enough. I've also seen how you stare at me when you think no one's  
watching."  
  

 "I don't stare!" he screamed in defense. "It's just you dress... it's a bit   
hard not to notice your- um..."  
  
"You stare," Kit chuckled. "She's got big titties! You stare at Athena Pierce,   
too!"  
  
The captain smiled wide. "Just because you're married doesn't mean you stop  
thinking women are pretty. Besides, I'm pleased Athena has you around. She  
needs someone. She'd get too lonely if she didn't have you to help out. an  
I suppose if she wanted a little more than an errand boy..."  
  
"I- I wouldn't cheat on Kit," the Bowman cried out."But uh... I suppose  
Athena Pierce is a beautiful woman. She never wears makeup and always has   
perfect hair. Maybe the Elves are all like that? Were, I mean..."  
  
Remembering her childhood, Kyrin responded, "I don't think I can remember her  
being unkempt. But I wasn't around back when she was gathering her army and  
all that before she turned away from evil. I heard her battle with her dark  
side was pretty bad... but enough of that. Kitty, do you like playing with  
women?"  
  
"Eh... it was kinda fun eating out Shumi. Pussy just feels so nice in  
your mouth. He should know, he eats me out plenty. Guess it'd be fun to do  
it again..."  
  

 Standing up, seductively striding forth, Kyrin stooped down over Diosoth  
as she grabbed her chest, her green eyes looking into his. "Would you like to   
see these? Touch them? Play with them? Put something between them?" He said   
nothing, only staring. Tugging on her skirt, the Pirate begged, "would you l  
ike to finger me? Lick me? Nail me until you can't take anymore and fill me  
with your juices?"  
  
He could only moan and nod. Hand down, grazing his pants, "you're hard. But not  
now. Morning. Your wife needs you to be rested to fuck her silly. and you,   
little kitty... you want me to suck your juices? Suck your titties? Suck my  
juices? Cum over and over?"  
  
  
Kitrina pinched her legs closed at the thought. "Uh... Dio, come on, I need you  
to fuck me right now. I can't take it anymore, I need to get off!"  
  
"Me too!" he screamed back, the couple running off to their bedroom.  
  
Pleased at herself, Kyrin had obtained exactly what she wanted. Man and woman,  
two days of erotic bliss, and no one in her crew to bug her. Listening to the  
loud screaming, she thought, 'no wonder they moved out here, I couldn't wail  
like that on the ship!' Echoes of "fuck me" and "I'm close" were more than   
faint sounds, urging the captain to slip a hand downward. 'They're really  
going at it! this is better than porno!'  
  

 Morning would be quite the experience.  
  
  
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"She did that on purpose..."  
  
"I don't care," Kit replied back, sweaty white hair matted to her face. "Didn't  
know she could talk so dirty. I had to drag you in here for a quick fuck just  
to keep from playing with myself in front of her."  
  
Rolling over, his skin drenched in sweat, Dio looked towards the door. "She   
probably heard us..."  
  
"So?"  
  
"You're really thinking she's serious?"  
  
Grinning now, Kitrina shot back, "I think she's lonely and with all that stuff  
she talks about I guess she just wants to fuck but doesn't want some random  
thing."  
  
"But why us?" he asked, genuinely puzzled.  
  
Shrugging, Kit only answered, "opportunity, I guess. She was here with us, knew  
I'll be in heat and... dunno, maybe there's something else too. She was   
thinking about something but I guess it's not a big deal." Gripping his body  
tight, boobs pressed flat to her lover's back, the catgirl said with glee,   
"bet you're lookin' forward to seeing her tits!"  
  
"I am not! I-"  
  
"Come on! You don't wanna see her boobies?" Letting go, Kit started to fondle   
her own pair. "They gotta be huge, you see that top she's got on? Wonder if  
those're implants or natural? I'll know when I grab them."  
  

 "You had sex with a woman..." He didn't quite know yet what to make of that.  
"So, uh.... you like it?"  
  
"Mmm..." Kit tried to remember the encounter. "Shumi came pretty easy. Sucking  
on a pussy was fun. I think I like women, but only for sex. I can't seem to be  
more than friends with them and Shimu and me we couldn't really get into it.  
I was still too hung up on that jerkoff ex and trying to get you."  
  
Diosoth explained to her, "I... okay, so I guess Kyrin's hot and I don't  
really mind all this but-"  
  
"You're afraid if you stick it in her then you're cheating?"  
  
"Not that, I-"  
  
Pinning her husband to the bed, Kit responded with a smile, "I don't think  
that's how cheating works. If I'm right there and I'm watching then it's not  
cheating, it's group sex. She's probably gonna suck me and I might lick her   
some, I bet you'll like watching that. Maybe we can make out too, I could   
stroke you off while you watch." A quick kiss, followed by, "I don't think  
you'd run off on me and fuck some other woman. You uh... it was hard enough  
getting you to pay attention to me and I'm such a hornball you don't need to  
go someplace else for sex. I didn't marry you for your cock, we were fucking  
pretty good before that."  
  

 The archer asked her, "so you wouldn't run off on me then?"  
  
"UH! NO! It's-" Head to the side, pressed flat to his chest, the catgirl   
mumbled out, "it's not something I wanna really talk about but I don't think  
another guy could do it for me."  
  
"Your first boyfriend really hurt you, didn't he?"  
  
"More ways than one..." she grunted. He'd lied to her, dumped her like trash,   
and if that were not enough, Kitrina recalled the pain of her first time.  
"I don't wanna dwell on it now. And for women I kinda like it but not enough to  
just go out and get it on with some chick, and it'd just not feel right without   
you there with me. And you know how I am when I go into heat. So are we gonna   
let her join in?"  
  
He replied, "if you're really willing, then yeah. If you want the truth I'm  
looking forward to putting my dick between her breasts. Those things look like  
they'd be perfect. Not that yours aren't big enough but..."  
  
"Bet you can hit her chin when you pop!"  
  
"Mouth."  
  
"Kinky! Bet you make her cum in less than five minutes, she's been so dick  
deprived I don't think she'd last too long."  
  

 Pinning her down now, Diosoth spat back, "funny, you get banged constantly  
and you gush in about three minutes!" Placing his hardened tip against damp  
lips, he asked, "wanna see how long it takes this time?"  
  
Kit licked her lips. "Think you can get me off three times before you explode?"  
  
  
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"Don't lick me so slow!" Kit screamed. "work that tongue like it's got a   
motor!" Perched against a wall, Kitrina's thighs were soaked, fluid running   
down her legs like a leaking faucet. Dio sucked, kissed and licked, wriggling  
a finger deep in his wife's cunt, extra attention to the swollen clit to  
get her off in a hurry.  
  
Kitrina's orgasm was punctuated by a loud howl, wailing as her fingers gripped   
yellow hair and pressed his face close. "OOH! OH! Lick that muff! Don't  
stop, I need it bad!"   
  
Being in heat activated an almost primitive sensation, an uncontrollable drive  
to have sex. Orgasms weren't satisfactory, every creamy explosion, every  
spasm only eased the desire a slight bit, almost never enough to satiate  
her desires. That physical need to reproduce, overwhelming desire for sex,   
it made Kitrina wonder if medical science deliberately formulated birth  
control for her race to allow these feelings despite the ability to have   
children being halted.  
  

 Down the stairs strode their guest, a mere pair of boots her only clothing,  
everything else shed. Stopping within feet of the horny lovebirds, Kyrin  
muttered out, "you mind if I join in?"  
  
"Holy fuck!" Dio screamed, eyes fixated on a large pair of breasts, down to her   
hips, staring at a trimmed bush.  
  
"Get her up on that table," Kyrin ordered.  
  
"Ooooh, what're you gonna do to me?" Kit demanded.  
  
Taking the catgirl's fuzzy hand, the Pirate led her from the wall. "He's going  
to lay you down and fuck you while I lick your clitoris."  
  
"Getting eaten and fucked at the same time? I'm gonna cum so hard!" Jumping  
up onto the living room table, Kit spread wide. "Dick. Now."  
  
Licking her lips, Kyrin remarked, "you have a nice body. Your tits are nice  
and round, your skin is so smooth," she said, gently caressing the catgirl.  
"And you," turning to the Ranger, "I can see she's kept you in shape. I heard  
you fucking last night, I'm not surprised." Eyeballing his slender yet  
muscled frame, the Pirate hadn't been able to guess his body was so toned  
through clothing. "wait." Slender fingers grabbed Dio's cock, gently guiding   
it inside the waiting fleshy tunnel. "Did you like me touching you?"  
  

 "Your hands are soft," he grunted, beginning a slow pumping, his hands down  
to grip Kit's rear.  
  
The Pirate captain moaned out, "I'll be touching it more later, when you're   
done." Bent over, Kyrin had a faceful of everything. "Never seen penetration up  
close like this... do her faster!"  
  
He felt no need to ignore the request, choosing to give their new partner quite  
a show. Pounding away harder, the loud squishing of pussy juices filled the   
room. A hand out to grab Kitrina's left breast, Kyrin's tongue began to work,  
flicking around wildly over labia, clit and foreskin. Immediately, Kit's  
screaming intensified. "Holy shit, that feels amazing! I'm gonna cum! Not  
kidding!" Hips buckled as Diosoth felt his penis squeezed, muscles contracting  
the vaginal walls, forcing him to groan while his wife writhed in orgasm.  
  
"Little kitty gets off so easy!" Climbing up onto the table beside her, Kyrin   
began sucking the horny catgirl's nipple, her lips pinching down, spit  
leaking down Kit's chest.   
  
"Oh... that's kinda hot... I'm not going to last if I start up again!"  
  

 "Don't really care, baby," Kit whined, running her fuzzy fingers through  
Kyrin's long blonde hair. "She keeps this up I'll cum again real fast!"  
  
"Fuck it," he screamed, hands grabbing Kit's hips, wailing away hard enough   
to shake the table itself, his grunts barely audible thanks to Kitrina's  
cried of passion. Pumping faster now, leaning in some to look into Kit's  
red eyes, he quickly moved a hand up, thumb massaging his wife's clit, knowing  
it would make her scream even louder. "AH!" sperm gushed forth, glob after  
glob shooting inside the canal as the Ranger screamed in delight. Feeling the  
mess exploding deep within, Kit wailed out as orgasm rocked her body, pussy  
muscles again clamping down her partner's dick.  
  
The Pirate captain backed off, allowing Kit to raise up to give her lover  
a quick kiss. "You're getting soft..."  
  
Pulling out, semen dripping to the wooden surface, Dio remarked, "yeah,  
give me a few minutes..."  
  
  
"I was thinking up stuff last night while you two were screwing. Here, drink   
this."  
  
She held up a small white bottle. "A health potion?"  
  

 "Why not?" Popping the cork, the Pirate thrust it to him. "It heals injuries  
instantly, keeps you in top shape, so wouldn't it make sense it can get your  
cock up like new? Go on, try it. If it works you can fuck me now."  
  
"Hey! I'm the one who wants to get off!"  
  
Dropping to one knee, Kyrin's tongue flicked the opening. "I can take care of  
that... haven't tasted cum in a long time... we really should go to the   
bedroom, another round like that and this table's gonna break!"  
  
"You ladies better hope this works!" Quickly drinking the potion, he realized  
it'd been a ginger ale, one of the stronger health potions. Eyes fixated now  
on Kyrin eating Kit's pussy, Dio jumped upon feeling a hand grab his rod.  
"UH! I think it worked!"  
  
"It did!" she groaned. "Like a steel pole! Oh... just a quick taste..." Turning  
from the Thief's slit, Kyrin gently slid the hard dick into her mouth, her  
lips gliding along, easing it back out, kissing the tip. "I'll have to  
do that again later... bedroom, you two! Don't make me have to drag you!"  
  
Helping Kitrina down, the horny Pirate woman chased the couple towards  
the bed, plopping down on the soft mattress. "Now, kitty, you sit on my face   
and I'll suck you off good. You, get that dick working in me and you better  
give me the best orgasm I've ever had or I might get angry! I don't tolerate  
anything less than perfection from anyone, not even you! I want you to screw  
me like you screwed her!"  
  

 Kyrin was in charge.   
  
Diosoth had no problem with this. As Kit got up onto the bed, facing her   
husband with a look of pure desire, her hands reached down to grab Kyrin's  
soft breasts. "Real but holy fuck, these things are so perfect!"  
  
Lifting his waiting partner's legs, ready to slide in, he stopped short. "Wait,  
I don't have any condoms!"  
  
"Don't worry!" Wiggling her butt as if to beg, she responded, "the magic that  
extends my life also keeps me from getting pregnant. You can orgasm in me all   
you want!"  
  
Kitrina cried out, "you'd better not be lying! If I find out you're having  
his kid I'll scratch your eyes out!"  
  
Kyrin felt a jolt down her back and it was anything but pleasure. She could  
tell the catgirl was deadly serious and even trying to provoke her could  
be a bad idea. "Hey... don't worry! Kitrina, you can trust me," she answered,  
gently petting the fur of Kit's tail.  
  
"She said my name... she's telling the truth."  
  
"How can you tell?" Dio begged.  
  
"For one," Kit answered, "you don't joke about something like that. And second  
I don't think she'd hurt us. We're friends with Athena Pierce. She was at our  
wedding. And think of it this way, we don't have enough money for her to  
swindle out of."  
  

 Almost annoyed, Kyrin yelled out, "give me SOME credit! I don't need money  
that bad!"  
  
"Hey! Girls!" Diosoth shouted out, "don't fight! I want to see the two of you  
being nice, or no dick."  
  
"I'll be good," the Pirate girl responded, kissing a dripping slit that hovered  
barely an inch above.  
  
"I'll be fuckin' naughty," Kit screamed, grabbing hold of a pair of breasts  
that filled each paw. "Oh wow, she eats pussy real good..." Looking down  
at her husband's rock hard cock, she grumbled, "I wanna watch you fuck her.  
I wanna watch you go in and out until you cream inside her! Do it! I wanna  
see!"  
  
Easing in slow, Dio groaned, "She's burning up inside! Damn, she's tight!"  
slowly building up speed, looking at Kit's chest intently, ears picking up the   
groans and moans from both women, he reached out a hand. Kitrina's eyes  
were barely opened, mind too enthralled feeling her clitoris suckled on, yet  
she still had enough sense in her sex-crazed brain to take her husband's hand.  
  
"I'm gonna... can't help it I'm gonna- EEHHH!"  
  
Kyrin had experienced many things in her lifetime, but nothing like this.  
Chin and neck were hit hard by an intense spray of liquid punctuated by  
a loud feminine scream of joy. "AH! The fuck? You just pee on me?"  
  

 "I ejaculated," Kit answered back. "Sorry about that! I squirt sometimes."  
  
Whatever this stuff was, it didn't smell and certainly wasn't piss. "Wow...  
didn't know a woman could do that. That a catgirl thing?"  
  
"Nah, you can do it too."  
  
"Teach me! I will reward you if you teach me!" she demanded. The thought of a   
woman actually squirting during orgasm was unbelievable, yet it had happened,  
and she insisted on such knowledge.  
  
"Shit, I think I'm about to blow," Dio screamed, "watching you is too much!"  
  
Bending down quick, Kit started licking her bisexual partner's clit to help  
bring her off faster. "YEAH! I'm real close! Fuck, that feels good! Haven't had  
a penis in me in SO long! Oh..."  
  
"AH! EHR!"  
  
Kyrin could feel the slimy goo inside her, more and more coating her walls.  
Such a feeling was so long in the past, so long ignored, and so welcome. Back  
arching as her lungs let out screams of joy, Kyrin reached climax quickly.  
Legs clamping around Diosoth's torso, she muttered out amidst heavy breathing,  
"I really needed that!"  
  
  
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Night had fallen just in time, for the trio was more than exhausted. Diosoth  
had passed out asleep already and neither his wife nor their guest could  
blame him. Kit was used to this, her own sexual overdrive had left him worn  
out plenty of times.  
  
Eased back into the living room chair, careful to let nothing touch her groin,  
the catgirl breathed slowly. "I am sore as fuck."  
  
"Is tomorrow going to be any easier?"  
  
"Fuck no," Kit said with a grunt. "Only reason I'm not horny right now is   
because it's too raw. Too much cock, too much kissing and licking. My pussy   
hasn't ever got this much attention before." Wincing from a sudden jolt,  
she whined, "I really hope I don't have to pee tonight..."  
  
"You have such a nice body..."  
  
"And you don't"  
  
Kyrin may have had every right to feel smug over her beauty, only it hadn't  
been natural. "Magic makes me look perfect. You're pretty without it."  
Stretched out flat on the couch, the Pirate mused, "you're not a skinny model  
with no fat but you don't need huge boobs like me. I can see why he likes you."  
  

 "You know... he's the only man I even trust. And you, I guess I trust you to  
let you even think of touching him."  
  
"I'm not trying to steal him," the captain said. "I saw how how looks at you  
even after he banged me. He's not attached to me. He only screwed me because  
you wanted him to."  
  
"He liked it though," she responded, "and I like playing with your titties.  
They're real soft."  
  
Peeling off her boots, she asked, "so what was the deal with that ex you  
talked about?"  
  
"Asshole begged me to give it to him, told me he loved me, and then I found out   
he was having sex with a few other women. He made me give up my virginity  
just so he could get laid. If I see him again I'll claw his face. Dio is...  
special. He's not like that. I had to get him to open up after Tyran was   
killed. He lost his mom when he was a kid and his dad became a loser. Maybe  
that's why I chased him even when he didn't notice me, maybe we were both  
screwed up."  
  
"You're lucky to have each other," she said back, thinking, 'I wish the man  
I loved was...' "So tell me, what was the jerk's name?"  
  

 "Why?"  
  
"In case..."  
  
"Clark Ember. Maybe I should've known he was a fuckwad with a name like that."  
  
With a yawn, Kyrin mumbled softly, "we should get some sleep. Tomorrow you'll  
try and teach me that squirting trick? You two are special and..."  
  
Silence. Kitrina drifted off, barely aware that her house guest had done the   
same.  
  
  
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Lacing her top tight, bandanna tied and hat in place, Kyrin was ready to   
leave. "These past two days were really something," she cheerfully boasted,  
"Very relaxing and fun! You two had a new experience, I got to unwind some  
and- well, we had fun, didn't we?"  
  
"Best time in heat I've had in a while," Kit agreed. "That is, not that I  
don't have fun with just Dio but uh... wait, I don't think that came out   
right!"  
  
"I think what she means is," he elaborated, "that we both enjoyed having  
you part of this. It did help out some, this is sometimes more stressful than  
fun for us."  
  
Slipping her long brown coat on, the Pirate captain responded, "if you want  
I can try to come by every few weeks, if I'm not busy, and help out." Striding  
up to Diosoth, she concluded the offer with, "would you like to play with my   
tits again?"  
  

 Face flushed now, all he could say in response was, "um... can I say you're  
pretty damn hot and I'd really like to?"  
  
"Heh, he likes you," the catgirl said with a giggle. "Yeah, come by if you  
can."  
  
"The two of you really are something special." Making sure her pistol was  
secured, Kyrin offered, "I also need a favor. Since you're running supplied  
to Athena Pierce, I could also use the same. It would be easier to have you  
deliver goods I order here than to send someone to pick them up. and I'll  
throw some extra cash your way too. Really, you need to stock some real food  
in that kitchen."  
  
"Yeah, I can do that," Dio agreed. "But... look, don't take this the wrong way  
but don't ask me to stay and have sex when I bring the stuff by. It's just-  
I don't think I could."  
  
Gently flicking his long yellow ponytail, Kyrin said back, "I understand."  
  
"It's not you," he explained, "it's just that Kit's my life now. Yeah, the  
two of us, Kit's into that but without her- I'm sorry, but I couldn't do that  
to her. I don't think I could be with another woman the way I am with her.  
Not that I regret what we did but-"  
  

 Silencing his rant with a kiss, Kyrin gently said, "you're a better man than   
you think! Maybe she could've done better but I wouldn't wager too hard on   
that." Moving towards Kitrina, giving the catgirl a kiss as well, "don't you  
fuck up what you have with him or I'll come down on you like ten tons of  
rock! Got me, little kitty?" Kyrin's emerald eyes stared deep into Kit's  
own eyes, as if to burn into her soul.  
  
"Uh, gee, I think now I'd be afraid to."  
  
"I'll contact you when I need goods delivered, you two be good to each other.  
Maple World really needs more like you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to see  
Dark Lord briefly, and then I have a crew to return to. I believe you said you   
had a Kerning City return scroll you could spare me?"  
  
"Oh, yeah..." Kit dug into the drawer, producing a piece of blue paper.  
Taking the magical teleportation scroll, Kyrin broke the seal and promptly  
vanished.  
  
"I still swear she had something in mind beyond just sex..."  
  
"I'd swear you were paranoid but..." Tail flicking around, Kit elaborated,  
"maybe she was testing us? Seeing if we could be, I don't know, trusted or  
something? Or maybe you reminded her of someone she knew? Or maybe I did?  
I think she talked like she had a boyfriend once."  
  

   
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Nothing special, just a quick exchange of words. Kyrin wanted to ensure that  
her Pirates, both her loyal crew and those she trained and sent out into the  
world, had allies. Such an alliance must be arranged in person to ensure no  
ears listened in.   
  
Kyrin could sense the pending storm, that inevitability of the Black Mage's  
return. The time was near. Her revenge would come, no doubt, in a hail of   
bullets or in the battlefields, but it would come. Strength in numbers. It  
was perhaps the only way this world would survive.  
  
Pausing at the bar of the old club that served as the Dark Lord's hideout,  
she took hold of a bottle, pouring herself a small drink. No bartender,  
perhaps in the back, she'd pay for it later.  
  
"HEY! Hot stuff!"  
  
"Oh, god..." she groaned, unable to even take a sip.  
  
"There room at the bar for me?"  
  
Head turned quick to see a Paladin dressed in red, his helmet off to reveal  
black hair that had probably been groomed longer than most people would bother.   
"You old enough to be here?" she jabbed.  
  

 "I see you're a Pirate and you don't dress in old rags like most of them.  
Very nice! All woman, too, not like those kids that run around and play  
pretend." He was laying on the charm, but it felt more like sludge. "Maybe  
you and me could... go do a few quests together?"  
  
Disgusted by this, and somewhat insulted by his put down of  those she  
trained, Kyrin simply asked, "and what is your name?"  
  
"Clark Ember. You are?"  
  
Kitrina's scumbag of an ex. 'She'd been in love with THIS guy?' the Pirate  
thought in disbelief. 'bet he'll say anything to get some...' Turning in  
her stool, Kyrin asked him, "let's cut the crap. You want me to blow your   
dick off?"  
  
"Getting right to the point," Clark said with a nasty smile. "You know it!"  
  
"You insist!" A left hook swung like lightning, knocking Clark to the floor  
in a heap. before he could even grasp what had happened, his eyes glued to a   
gun barrel pointed between his legs. "Are you sure you want me to blow your  
dick off?" she asked again, hammer cocked back. "Better think real hard about  
what I meant! I don't think a potion's going to make it grow back if it's in  
pieces!"  
  

 "SHIT! I- Please! Please don't!"  
  
Drawing the pistol away, Kyrin said with a smirk, "I'm not some nobody,  
little boy. I'm the leader of the Pirates, and if you try that with me again,  
I'll out one in each of your eyes. Maybe you should have more respect for women,  
little boy, we're not your playthings!" Keeping quiet a quick, 'and this is for  
messing with a friend of mine,' her foot flew out, pointed toe stomping down   
hard on her victim's crotch. "That's a warning. Next time, little boy..."  
  
The Pirate captain lost interest in her drink, holstering the gun and leaving  
the jazz club. Clark pulled himself up, yelling out, "bitch, I'm gonna teach  
you some manners," collecting his weapon and preparing to give chase.  
  
Shocked as he was spun in place, all Clark Ember saw was the face of a masked  
ninja. "Do it, and I will kill you ten times over."  
  
"AH! Dark Lord!"  
  
"You are nothing but a coward," the Thief's leader said with disdain. "I shall  
talk with Dances With Balrog about you. if you wish to try and defeat me,  
you are most welcome, your failure will be little more than a footnote in the  
pages of history."  
  

 Stuttering now, unwilling to fight a battle no one could win, Clark stood quite  
motionless as Dark Lord nodded his head. It was an order, one taken by two  
of his Thieves nearby to grab this punk by the arms and toss him out. The  
Paladin crashed hard to the pavement outside.  
  
"They'll pay for this..." he promised. "I don't care how or when or why,  
they'll pay..."  
  
  
  
  
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1 year, 3 months, 2 weeks have passed  
  
  
  
"Okay, we need to go and pick up Athena Perce's supplies and deliver them,  
then we have to pick up that order and take to the Nautilus... and I think  
that's it."  
  
Sporting her usual smile, Kit asked, "you lookin' forward to seeing Kyrin  
again?"  
  
"Perv," he scolded. "Anyway, we might not even get to see her. I think we just  
drop off the stuff and get our money."  
  
Quickly tucking the edge of her shirt in, zipping up her shorts, Kit whined,  
"okay. Still, maybe if she wants just a quickie..."  
  
His wife was a sex-addled pervert, no question. Diosoth made certain his PDA  
was secured in easy reach and said, "let's go."  
  

   
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"Why couldn't we just put all this stuff into our pockets?" Kit mumbled, sick  
of carrying a large box across town.   
  
Now such a statement might seem quite silly to most, if one were not familiar  
with the magic at work in Maple World. That dimensional pocket was little more  
than a common convenience to everyone, an empty rift in space that was bound  
to everyone at birth by the World Tree's will. Such a gift had made life easier  
for most, especially adventurers, who could carry many times their weight in   
supplies and loot.   
  
"Because," her husband answered back, "it's easier than trying to dig all this  
stuff back out of storage! anyway, it's good exercise." Pushing open the door   
to the Bowman Instructional School, the couple carried their load in, finding  
no one waiting. "She must be in her private quarters."  
  
Nudging open the wooden door to the back, he saw the ancient Elf reading.  
Upon hearing them stpe in side, she closed the old tome and hid it away. "Oh,  
you're here. I apologize, I was... I'll get your money."  
  

 "She's been doing that a lot," Kit noticed as Athena went into her safe.  
"Reading books that she shuts and hides when anyone visits."  
  
"I think she's been doing research on the Black Mage," Dio remarked.   
  
"Buy why hide those books?"  
  
Placing his box down, he answered, "maybe they're her private journals. She's  
been alive for centuries... but every time I come by she does get shy about   
them, like she doesn't want anyone to even touch them."  
  
Shrugging, the catgirl moaned softly, "eh, whatever."  
  
Returning with a small handful of papers, the Bowmaster said, "this should   
cover the costs, plus the usual small extra for your time. Thank you."  
  
Grabbing the cash, Kit cheerfully exclaimed, "Dio's got something he wants to  
tell you!"  
  
"He does?"  
  
"KIT!"  
  
Pushing her husband forth, Kitrina whined, "oh, go on... okay, he thinks you're  
pretty!"  
  
Such an unexpected statement. Athena didn't know how to respond. "I..."  
  
"I think what Kit means is..." Dio mumbled, "don't take this the wrong  
way, I'm not trying to, uh... but you are a beautiful woman."  
  

 "I understand," the Elf replied with a faint smile. "I appreciate your  
thoughts. Do not feel ashamed by expressing them."  
  
Face red, he elaborated, "you did watch out for me that time I was sick and...  
I suppose you're one of the few friends I have besides Kit but even so..."  
  
"You're married and you feel as if appreciating another woman's beauty may  
betray your love? I don't believe your heart would allow for such a betrayal."  
Sighing as she sat down, she went on, "it has been so long since I have heard  
anyone say such things. I shall admit, when one lives forever, seeing those  
around me live their lives can be saddening. I have not had any romantic  
interests in many years for it can be painful as one you love ages before your  
eyes. This gift I was given to aid the Maple World may have been a blessing in  
many ways, but sacrifices had to be made."  
  
"That's sad," Kit cried. "And you don't get many visitors since everyone wants  
to join the other jobs. Maybe we'll stop by more often, okay?"  
  
"Please do," Athena agreed. "It would be appreciated to have guests."  
  

 "We'd stay but we have something else to take care of," Dio explained, "we  
have stuff to deliver to Kyrin, too."  
  
Pouring herself a glass of water, the Elf mused, "I recall she took your  
PDA to you a few weeks ago, and likely ended up trapped due to the weather.  
I am pleased to hear you and her have become friends. She was the closest I've  
had to a daughter. Please try to encourage her to visit me more often. I will  
let you know when I need more supplies delivered, thank you."  
  
Outside as the couple prepared to return to the store, he groaned, "I think  
you embarrassed her."  
  
"I didn't mean to! She's probably bored and lonely, big deal you think she's   
hot. She might like to hear it instead of you getting embarrassed by it and  
keeping your mouth shut. I'm not gonna get pissy because you think another   
woman's pretty," the catgirl scolded in return. "I think she's pretty, too."  
  
"You're not thinking of-"  
  
"Maybe..."  
  
"Perv."  
  
Grinning as she leaned in close, Kitrina blurted out, "she probably ain't been   
fucked in a hundred years. So maybe we could do her a favor if she ever asks?  
Not like she's got any Elves left to hook up with and would you rather it be   
us or some random jerk? Eventually she's gonna break down from neglect..."  
  

 "I'll... think about it."  
  
  
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"Aw, shit, now where to?" Kitrina whined.  
  
"I think this is mostly food, so the kitchen?"  
  
She asked with annoyance, "and where is that? Hey, you, sailor!"  
  
"Huh? Yeah? What do you want, pretty lady?" the burly Pirate asked.  
  
"Where's the kitchen?"  
  
"Kitchen... oh, you mean the cafeteria? This floor, all the way in the back."  
  
She said, "thanks," the pair carrying their goods to their destination.  
  
  
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"This is all she ordered?" The exasperated Panda grunted. "That'll barely last  
two days." Tangyoon was overworked and seeing this was barely any use. "You  
know how many new recruits we get a day? That's not just the standard crew,   
and I have to feed every last one of them! Ugh... oh well, I didn't choose this   
life, this life chose me."  
  
"Sorry but this is all we were given," Diosoth said apologetically. "Where  
do we go for our money?"  
  
"You mean you weren't given the cash in advance?"  
  
He replied, "no, we paid out of pocket, we're supposed ot get reimbursed."  
  
Shaking his head in disgust, the chef merely grunted, "I don't know. Ask around.  
I'm too busy to help you right now."  
  

 With a shrug, Dio turned, ready to leave. Kit whined, "how this place is run,  
it's no wonder Kyrin was stressed out."  
  
"Hey, you two," a woman shouted towards them. "You're not Pirates. Nice pants,  
though."  
  
He had to wear the black pants with the flame pattern. "Um, thanks..."  
  
"Hey, you're the two Kyrin was with a couple weeks back, aren't you? You gotta  
be, if you just delivered supplies."  
  
"Yeah, that'd be us," Kit answered.  
  
"She told me all about it," the Pirate cheerfully boasted. "Name's Shulynch,  
I handle the weapons and run the training room. I've also been Kyrin's female  
fuck pal, though most people don't know that, but I guess I can tell you since   
you're her new fuck pals."  
  
Kit eyed the woman. her huge breasts were barely covered by the remnants of a   
shirt held in place by a knot, and those shorts were perhaps a size too small.  
"Uh, wow... did you lose part of your clothes?"  
  
Flicking her long green hair over her shoulder, Shulynch teased, "you like?"  
  
"You're not going to hurt us, are you?" Diosoth inquired, feeling just a bit  
unsettled, though somewhat aroused by the woman's skimpy outfit.  
  

 "Nah, not really. I wouldn't mind something more with her but she's so- don't  
really have a word for it. Anyway, she needed a man's touch." Bending over  
just enough to flash cleavage, the Pirate girl concluded with, "but if you  
two ever want, maybe I could get in on this? You've seen the men on here."  
  
"Yeah, she did complain about that," Diosoth recalled. "but I wasn't  
paying attention when I came in, so..."  
  
Leaning back against the wall, Shulynch said with a disgusted done, "only  
passable man in this crew is Abel, when he's not crawling like a baby looking  
for his glasses, but he seems to have a thing with Bonnie, one of our repair  
people. And I'm usually too busy making bullets, making guns and handling the  
training course to go hunting for men. Actually never been with one, just   
women. Suppose you get desperate enough you'll screw much anyone. So what  
about it? Maybe I could get in on this, maybe we and the captain could both  
come to your house? You think you can handle three women, or you not enough man  
for that?"  
  
"Please stop that," Kit whined, "you're gonna make him hard and this ain't the  
place for it. But hey... maybe. IF you're on birth control, and you only get him   
when I'm there too. We're a package deal."  
  

 "I'll see what my schedule allows, but fair enough. Oh yeah, your money. Black  
Bark probably can take care of that." Follow me, he should be in the conference  
room."   
  
Following their guide, Kit hung back far enough to whisper, "damn, she's got  
no manners at all. Hot as fuck though."  
  
"She kept that up and I was gonna drag you to a closet somewhere," he whispered  
back. "I know she doesn't have a bra on, I can see her nipples through that  
rag she calls a top."  
  
Biting her lip, eyes wandering, Kit commented, "her ass looks like two big   
tits!"  
  
Led to the conference room as promised, inside they found an older man, quite  
bulky, sorting through paperwork. "These two need reimbursed for a delivery."  
  
"Reimbursed? Oh, I forgot all about that! Sorry, been a busy day! Give me  
your receipt and I'll take care of it."  
  
Leaning against the doorway, Shulynch merely bit an apple she'd been carrying.  
"Break time for me."  
  
Curious as ever, Kitrina looked at all the scattered papers and photos.   
"What're all these?"  
  
"I think those are old pictures and papers from long ago," the Pirate gunsmith  
answered. "Had to get them all out of storage on the bottom level to keep the  
water leaks from ruining them, now they have to be gone through to make sure."  
  

 "Hey, Dio, when'd you pose for a photo with Kyrin?"  
  
"I haven't-" Looking at the snapshot, he exclaimed, "that's not me. Couldn't   
be. Hair's different."  
  
Holding it up to the light, Kitrina agreed, "it is. Looks a hell of a lot like  
you, don't he?"  
  
"That's probably older than you or me," Shulynch muttered, spitting out seeds.  
"Bet it's not even a color picture, is it?"  
  
Coming back out with their pay, Black Bark shouted out, "be careful with those!  
Captain Kyrin'll have our heads if anything happens to that stuff."  
  
"Oh, here you go..." the catgirl whined apologetically, handing it back. "We   
were just pointing out he looks like my husband."  
  
"Huh... he does. I think the captain knew him before she became captain. Don't  
know who he is, I've asked her about some of this stuff but she won't ever  
say."  
  
Sounds in the outer hall, fast footsteps running off caught the weapons   
master's attention. "Strange... I think Kyrin was just outside."  
  
"Think she heard us?" Kitrina asked. "I kinda thought-" Looking at Black Bark,  
she only said, "nothing."  
  

 Tossing the apple core into a nearby bin, Shulynch grabbed the photo in   
question. "I need this. Come with me."  
  
The three paced the halls of the old ship, up to the top level and to the   
bridge. At the door stood Muirhat. "No one goes in, Captain's orders."  
  
"Piss off, I need to see her," she shot back.   
  
"No one!"  
  
With a hard shove, Shulynch sent the guard down. "Stay down. I'm not in the  
mood for your shit today, blind man," as she pushed open the heavy door.  
  
"Not my fault if she bites your heads off..." he groaned.  
  
She found the bridge empty. "Her bed chambers..." Past the control deck, into  
the back, the gunsmith could hear a faint crying. Lying in bed, cuddling a   
pillow, Kyrin was all but oblivious to her guests. "Something is wrong and  
it has to do with the man in this picture!"  
  
"Yeah," Kit whined, "he looks like Dio! That why you wanted to fuck him?"  
  
"HEY! Lay off her!" Diosoth shook his head. "whoever it is must've meant a  
lot to her."  
  
"He did."  
  
Letting go, the pirate's captain gently explained, "he was my husband. It was  
before I became a Pirate and took over."  
  

 "I- I didn't know," Kit apologized. "I didn't mean to be rude."  
  
"That explains it," a strange voice boasted. Black Bark had followed them.  
"I don't know much about back then, only my family was a part of the crew.  
Kyrin is older than you think. I don't want to say exactly-"  
  
"Tell them," she ordered.  
  
"But-"  
  
Kyrin screamed, "TELL THEM!"  
  
Pulling up a small wooden chair, he began, "Kyrin took over the crew about  
a hundred years ago. Back then the Pirates were nothing but bandits but things  
changed under her command."  
  
"It's more complicated than that." Undoing her bandanna, Kyrin cut back the   
tears to say, "when I ran away from Athena Pierce, I wanted to find the Black   
Mage. Andreus was a man I met while I was roaming the world, he was everything  
to me. We had been married only a week before we found the Pirates." Painful  
memories began to swell to the surface. "The captain was your great   
grandfather. Black Mark, and he was loyal to the Black Mage. He murdered   
Andreus and told me to leave or he'd do the same to me. He killed the man I  
loved! I- I killed him. In front of his crew I fought him and I beat him,  
I scratched him and I picked up his gun and I shot him just like he shot my  
husband. I took his ship and his crew, made them into my own as punishment.  
They followed me or they kept their loyalty to the Black Mage and those who   
chose him, I killed them all."  
  

 Quiet. Nothing more.  
  
"I had no idea," Bark whimpered. "You never told me."  
  
"You're the first in your family I've allowed any full rights in my crew. Your  
grandfather was a slave, I had to punish him for what his father did to me.  
I can't do that, not to you. You can't pay for their sins."  
  
"Disgusting," he replied, "that my family would serve the Black Mage. I'm   
only pleased that I have the chance to make right for what they did."  
  
"Thank you," Kyrin responded. "Please, would you leave us? I need to talk with  
them about a private matter. You return to indexing those papers and I will  
speak with you about this later."  
  
He replied, "will do, captain!" and left the room as ordered.  
  
"Now... I guess you know why I did what I did?"  
  
"Can't blame you," Kyrin replied, "I don't mind either."  
  
Looking Diosoth in the eyes, she muttered softly, "you're not him but you're  
the closest I've found. Being with you brought back a lot of good feelings.  
I hope you don't think I'm a weirdo or anything."  
  
"Nah," he said, sitting beside the Pirate captain. "I don't know what I'd do if  
something happened to Kit. I can't imagine what you felt."  
  

 Sitting on the opposite side, Shulynch placed her head to Kyrin's shoulder.  
"I can't ask you to let go of the past, but you can't live in it. I want to  
be more than just someone you occasionally screw. I'm not asking for special  
favors on the ship or a promotion, I only want you. I can't replace anyone,  
I'd be someone new. Maybe it's not what you-"  
  
"He's gone, he's not coming back. Maybe it is time I need someone new," she  
mumbled, cutting her lover off. "But you do know I don't age?"  
  
"I'll worry about that when the time comes," the gunsmith answered.  
  
Rising up, Dio explained, "We should leave you two alone."  
  
"Not so fast!" Kyrin shouted as she grabbed his waist band. "I'm not letting  
a nice little boy toy just walk off! Your wife still has that little problem  
every four weeks you could use help with, I need supplies delivered and-"  
  
"What she means is," Shulynch remarked, "you have something in your pants  
I can't offer."  
  
"I thought she said-"  
  
"No no, I have a habit of getting things I want, and I want to continue our  
little arrangement. Supply deliveries, sex every four weeks. But I won't make   
it a demand, more like a reward. For, um... being so good to the woman who  
raised me."  
  

 Giggling, Kit only said, "just admit it, you want dick. Sounds fine to me,  
I enjoyed the little get together we did. You can bring her, too, only remember  
what I said!"  
  
"Oh?"  
  
"I have to be on birth control pills," Shulynch explained. "First free moment I   
get for any shore leave I might have to go to the doctor in Kerning for that.  
I need to get back to the training room, the target rack needs repairs."  
  
Her captain sighed in disbelief. "AGAIN? Really?"  
  
"I'd swear, point and shoot, but some of these idiots act like they can't  
hit water if they were pointing at the sea. I'll get that fixed, get the new  
ammo shipments unpacked and later tonight I'll come back and we can be  
more than friends. And you two," slowly turning to the couple, "you be good to  
her. I'm trusting you with something rather special, so don't make me regret   
it."  
  
Giving Kyrin a hug, the weapon master made her way to the door, rear end   
wiggling on purpose to show off. "She doesn't wear panties, does she?" Diosoth  
asked, no longer ashamed to have been staring.  
  

 "No, not that I've seen," Kyrin answered with a smirk. "She was raised on this  
ship, so good manners weren't a part of her childhood. Do me a favor? Don't  
tell Athena Pierce?"  
  
"Yeah, right," Kit groaned, "she's probably the only one in Henesys who doesn't  
know me and Dio are screwing constantly in that house. I don't plan to announce   
to her my sex life."  
  
Her head shook as she quietly thought, 'Oh, dear..." "No, little kitty. I mean  
about Andreus. I think it'd break her heart. How about, don't tell anyone.   
Black Bark will keep it private, I know that, but keep it between us."  
  
"I don't think it's anyone's business. Maybe he should put those pictures up  
so you can look at them but no one else will?"  
  
"Yes... wait," The Pirate's commander begged. "Just- stand there and..."  
Turning Diosoth around, taking the Ranger's hand and putting it to her cheek,  
Kyrin's eyes closed. "I don't think I'll ever stop missing him. But maybe I can  
remember him when he was alive, not those final momen- no, I can't go there."  
Eyes opened, she remarked happily, "you look so much like him, it's unreal.  
If your hair was messier and a bit taller, and the face just a bit more rough."  
  

 "Could be I have a bit of Korean heritage," he remarked. "My mother was half   
Korean, half white. She grew up in Korean Folk Town. But... you think he   
could've been an ancestor, or part of my father's family line?"  
  
"Don't know, I never traced his relatives because I didn't know who they were,"  
Kyrin explained. "Was your father from El Nath?"  
  
"Actually, yeah."  
  
"Maybe... but I guess it doesn't matter," she mused, "you're who you are,  
if he was or wasn't your family it doesn't change things."  
  
With a shrug, Dio uttered, "I'm a guy who sits at home most of the time banging   
his wife. I'm married to a perv, now I'm friends with a woman who gets what she   
wants and a woman who- I don't know, I can't begin to describe that one. And  
you know something? I'm going to enjoy it with a smile. I'm going to have  
sex with Kit every day, you when you want, maybe your friend, and I'm going  
to enjoy it. I'm going to enjoy running errands for you and Athena Pierce,  
because it beats killing monsters and sleeping outdoors!"  
  
Clapping quite loud, the catgirl boasted, "Woo hoo! You tell 'em!"  
  

 "That's the smartest thing I've heard someone say in years," Kyrin   
congratulated. "And I think it'd be safer for you to to live your lives  
and let us handle the Black Mage. There's no need to risk your necks."  
  
Kitrina said with a smile, "so you come by in two weeks, okay? Bring your  
girlfriend if she can make it, I wouldn't mind an extra set of lips eating   
me out when I'm in heat."  
  
"Right, you can come by then," Dio agreed, "but you should visit your mother  
in the meantime. Worry about us when Kit's out of her mind, I think she needs  
the company. Really, try to see her once a week."  
  
"I do owe her that..." the Pirate agreed, regretting the years of absence.  
"But you do the same, maybe stop by every couple of days? Guess her   
recruitment is down too, since I moved in and everyone wanted to be a Pirate.  
I have stuff I need to get back to, so..."  
  
"Right, uh... Dio? We got any scrolls?"  
  
"AH! Damn, forgot them! Guess we're walking! I really need to get home, Kit and   
I have some... stuff to do."  
  
"We do?"  
  
Patting his wife's rear end, "yes. Um... your friend was really showing off  
and-"  
  

 "Uh huh, she was really turning us on. That skimpy top and those shorts...  
we're going home and fucking. Right now. We'll take the cab home, another  
ten minutes thinking about this and I'll start fingering myself. Oh,  
yeah we gotta go now!"  
  
Leading the two horny lovebirds out, Kyrin felt the cold anger of her guard.  
"You seem upset, Muirhat."  
  
"They pushed past me, that woman and those two-"  
  
Facing her bodyguard, knowing full well the blind man knew she was staring him  
down, Kyrin screamed, "those are my friends. Shulynch will be by later, and   
both Diosoth and Kitrina have every right to visit me when they see fit. Let   
all three of them pass without any hassle from now on, and if you give any of  
them a hard time you'll be knocked down to toilet duty."  
  
Shivering as if the ice of El Nath were on his back, Muirhat only uttered a  
whiny, "yes, sir!"  
  
This was Kyrin's ship. Her word was absolute law.   
  
  
  
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1 year, 6 months, 1 week have passed  
  
  
  
Hovering in the darkness, a black form standing before light, the figure  
greeted her guest. "You arrived. Good." Floating towards her bed, sitting  
at rest, General Orchid merely smiled. "Le Tierre, secretary of the Black  
Wings. I've called you here for something... fun."  
  

 Activating a nearby screen, the secretary almost screamed upon the sight of   
herself engaged in sexual behavior. "EE! How did you get that?"  
  
"It seems your preferred spot is in sight of a security camera. A camera I   
modified with a microphone. Seven men, multiple times, aren't you a little  
slut? Men I would barely waste time with..."  
  
Frightened, Le Tierre only whined, "I didn't mean to- did I- please do not  
punish me too harsh, I have been loyal!"  
  
"Punish?" Turning the screen off, Orchid only said, "no. Not if you will join   
me. I want to have sex with you."  
  
"UH? But-"  
  
"You don't know if you want a woman's body?" twirling her long hair, the General  
merely stated, "you mortals can be so limited for such short lives. Why   
restrict and restrain? Are you afraid you may like touching me? That I may even  
be preferable to those men who use you? Oh, how unfortunate. Perhaps Gelimer   
would enjoy those tapes, or perhaps he may even want to be one of the men  
who you engage in such behavior with?"  
  
"EW! That old creep?"  
  
Blinking, Orchid merely responded, "yes, I suppose temping that worthless old  
fool to have sex with you would be cruel. It may even kill him. I don't care  
if you allow men to use you like that, but I am in need of some companionship.  
I will make you a deal..." Raising off the mattress, feet above ground,  
she flew forth. "Kiss me. If you do not like it, you may leave. If you like  
it, then we shall spend the night enthralled with each other."  
  

 Her master had spoken, Le Tierre was not going to defy Orchid. Leaning close  
until their lips met, the two began to suck each other's tongues. Suddenly,  
general Orchid felt a hand grip her left breast. "OH! You like it! Touch   
it more."  
  
"I never said I wouldn't like it," her secretary boasted, forcing her free   
hand into her commander's shorts. "If I knew a woman could kiss so well I   
might've tried it before!"  
  
"You should know how to kiss," Orchid groaned, "your lips have sucked enough  
men to know how. Do you know why I installed a microphone in that particular  
camera? It's because I masturbate to your little encounters. You're such a  
pathetic, desperate whore, aren't you?"  
  
Ripping her uniform off, Le Tierre began rubbing her slit while unbuttoning  
the General's shirt. "I can't help myself."  
  
"This world will soon feel our power," General Orchid proclaimed loudly.  
"The weak ones will be enslaved and destroyed while we remain in power. Doesn't  
that make you horny?"  
  
Fingers crammed in deep, ramming her own cunt, the woman cried out, "it  
makes me want to cum! I love this job!"  
  

 Dragging the secretary to her bed before she could finish, Orchid whispered,   
"pretend I'm a man and use your mouth on me. Sit on my face and I shall do  
the same to you." Coat tossed, shorts ripped clean off and jacket thrown  
away, the commander eased back. "We shall have an early celebration!"

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