Zero, FIFTH

Story by RWG on SoFurry

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This is not the ending, I will write the final chapter soon then repost this as a single short story named 'Forgotten comforts'

R.


FIFTH

Waking up in the warmth was quiet and soothing. My placement was very clear to me, even in total darkness; I was resting the side of my head on her forearm, with her other arm fully resting on my side and trapping me against her chest. I thought about moving the quilt away from my face, unravel the darkness to check if she was awake or not.

Instead I tapped my heel against her lower belly, rubbing skin against skin as I didn't wear boots. She didn't flinch, and I had to admit I was tempted to stretch my leg--but not wanting to take advantage of her, I extended the arm I could move in search of her hand instead.

Finding it, I clenched my fingers around her larger index, squeezed it a little to get a reaction but it wasn't the one I intended; she woke up all of a sudden, releasing me to get on all fours so that the quilt draped her. I disliked the colder air taking away that which was saturated by our heat and smells, a weak light coming in from the little hole in the ceiling drawing a circle of light on the bare ground before me.

"I fell asleep," she said while I looked at the ash and charred logs of the extinguished fireplace. I got up to stretch a little, leaving the sword on the bed to go look down the hallway; the torches were still burning and served their purpose, there being no windows.

"Don't worry about it," I told her, turning around to look at her as she stood on the bed.

She removed the quilt making it drop on the straw; then she looked down and at it, displeased by her mistake--considering I was feeling well rested and prepared to confront whatever that day had to offer I wasn't mad as she was about it. "If you'd like to sleep for a few more hours I can look over you."

"The night is over," she said with marvel, turning her eyes up to the hole.

I said, "I want to take a look outside, but I prefer doing it when you're rested."

"I'm fine. You fought well last night," she said, getting out of bed. "Listen, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll go to the bathroom, then wear one of the robes and then we will find someone who knows what's happening."

I smiled bringing my palms to my sides. "Sounds like a plan," I replied, turning to watch her as she moved around me until the tip of her blue and white tail disappeared.

Grabbing the sword I was going down the hallway and to the entrance so I could fit my boots; dodging the swords and black robes scattered on the ground I was surprised when she reappeared from the corner--only to ask me to turn on the torches in the bathroom.

I had no way of lighting a fire other than recurring to the ones of oil, and I could only do so by lighting a small branch over one of the torches in the hallway for her to have light to do all of her private business. When we left that hovel I planned to leave a single torch on, unsure as if I would find the fire lit if we ever returned, even though it was right after we crossed the portal. With this in mind I told myself I was entirely in favor of her plan--that's because all those fresh memories pressed me about how I shared her disturbing condition of being deprived of all my older ones, but damn it if I could tie those shoe laces fast.

I couldn't wait to go outside and have light come in before I turned the caps over all but one of the torches inside. Opening the front door I was quite surprise to think that place was the one from which those sword-wielding monsters came from; it was very peaceful, with that low green bushy grass that I could only feel the night before like a quilt rolled over the hill decreasing before me, with tall and spaced tress casting their undulating shadows and masking the sun from view.

Between the trees I could see the forest going on, vaguely distinguishing dark mountains outlining themselves against the blue sky. Already anticipating we would be doing a lot of walking I could only hope that she knew the way back if we didn't find anything during our hopeful venturing; perhaps just like there was a way out of the columns there was one there as well, and we only had to find it.

I left the door open when I came back in, only to look through the stuff while I waited for her to come out of the bathroom--and I could hear the sound of the shower from there.

Imagining the hot water rushing over her blue scales and down to her white smooth skin, the water vapor filling up the stone-lined bathroom, I was urged to remove my boots and armor and visit her in the bathroom where to let her decide whether she wanted me or not.

I was sure that was the right thing to do--I busied myself getting naked as fast as I could, now thinking how that experience, dream or whatever it was, could end at any moment, either on its own or because of something inside it; but it if I had to die wandering those woods and never finding the answers I was looking for, I wanted to die remembering how fantastic it was to make love to that different though beautiful and intelligent creature with me.

It was with an erection that I disclosed the heavy bathroom door, and however no longer wearing anything I did carry the sword on my way inside. I could see one side of her, and she was just like I imagined her. I felt a pulsation across my shaft when she lifted and turned her tail to present.

Slowly turning her snout to me she fixed her yellow eyes on mine and said, "Put your arm in me."

I let my sword drop and clang, stepping closer to her rear while staring at it; only then was I surprised by how muscular she was, grabbing a hold of her buttocks before crouching so to give her a loving kiss. With a great desire to satisfy her I started to lick and suck her vagina, and she lowered her front down and her rear up, spreading her legs over the wet stone floor while being crossed by waves of pleasure that made her shudder and moan.

Water splashed and trickled over my naked body. Tasting her I was no longer afraid, but being so vulnerable and exposed added to my pleasure. I gently masturbated myself as I did it to her--but either her appreciation was decreasing or she was trying to stop herself from coming too soon. Having wet my hands from caressing her smooth inner thighs, I moved them up to do as she requested. I had no trouble sliding my left forearm all the way up inside her cunt, loving the sigh she made before she laid herself with my arm still inside. I had to lower as well, and without hesitation did I reach for her other hole with my right palm, curious as lto if she wanted me to.

I was moving my left forearm back, my other hand caressing her warm butthole; both her voice and her insides were beautifully slick when I heard her say, "Go for it."

It was no easy task as her asshole was tight, and I had to slowly work two fingers in it before she loosened it up a little. She gasped and twitched while I vigorously fisted her cunt with my left forearm, giving her more pleasure by rubbing the lining of her ass with just two fingers for fear of hurting her otherwise.

I made myself more comfortable; my arms started to feel numb from the labor and I no longer had an erection, but I did manage to make her come. I could tell how every single cell in her body was finally released of that tension, and even though she wasn't looking at me she was still open for me and I didn't relinquish the chance.

I wanted to know what sticking my cock up that tight asshole of hers would be like, to get to ride it as if that way it would let me know what kind of a creature I was dealing with. I felt extremely privileged that she just let me go ahead and do it, no more words between us as I quenched my desire. Hopping on her I managed to penetrate her immediately, starting to pound my hip against the thick base of her tail--she pressed her smooth ass around my cock, and I could only try to resist the irresistible pleasure, enrapture as it rose to its extreme; lying over her I spread my arms wide so to hug her belly while I went in as deeply as I could, thrusting fully so to stretch her and make her cry out of pleasure.

Coming inside her my great surge of cum left me a burning sensation, and it was the sound of my voice filling that vaporous bathroom as my orgasm protracted itself for much longer than I anticipated; the muscles inside her gently milked me, and it was then that by turning my eyes ahead I caught a glimpse of her loving ones.

I didn't want to move, disjoin from her if not to crawly up to kiss her; I stayed in her until I could no longer habit her, deciding to move my way up her belly by sliding my whole body over her skin only before being stopped; with one hand over my buttocks and the other on my back she started to rub me, and I could feel my desire rising again as we started at each other, and I returned the caresses; I knew she knew I had another erection, as she had to feel my hard cock against her soft upper belly.

"Thank you for reminding me of what sex is like," she then said to me.

I gasped then sighed before I gave out a short burst of laughter. "Is that the only reason why you let me do it?"

She closed her eyes and shook her head, letting go of me as I made myself come to a stand beside her. "Of course not"--she went to turn the tap and shut the pouring water--"you were amazing."

I moved up to her front and to where I could better see her express a certain embarrassment; could it be that she was in love with me as I was with her, and she was just too shy to admit it? I really wished I could go on caring only about those warm feelings, abstract myself from the strange world outside--by simply deciding to go on and ask her if she wanted more.

Instead I simply said, "Would you like a kiss?"

She uttered a simple exclamation before she made a little jump, walking back in lowering herself to bring her nose close to mine. "Do you think it's a good idea to just stay here and fuck?"

I closed my eyes and kissed her. Our tongues quickly touched, entering and exploring finding hers way larger and longer than mine. At one point I discovered the smooth surface of her teeth, touching her tongue again before I caught her lower lip, licked and sucked it making her open her eyes. I released her saying, "I'm afraid to admit it, but we are exposing ourselves to an unnecessary risk."

"A damn good one," she said.

She got up again and went to open the bathroom and move out of it even though wet; it was a sunny warm day outside, but I did dry myself up with some of the cloths while she went outside and rolled over the grass while I fitted the armor watching her from inside through the opening. I joined her outside once ready and there I told her, "I remember you saying that you wanted to wear another one of those robes."

"What's the problem," she said from a distance. "Are you afraid that others may be attracted to me if I go around naked?"

I scratched my cheekbone in replying, "What if we do find others? will you just run off with them the moment you find them?"

She caught my irony, laughing before she pointed her right index at me. "You are a jealous one!" she exclaimed, lowering her finger.

"I'm not jealous," I replied, starting on my way down the hill to be followed by her. "It's just that I don't want you to leave me alone."

"I promise you, I won't," she said, walking beside me.

And so it was that we began our journey through that land.

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