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Nash & Mia	By : radicalfight Category: +G through L > Lunar Silver Star Story Views: 1741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I wonder what she wants to speak to me about,” Nash wondered as he walked down the hallway leading to Mia’s chamber. Of course, he wasn’t upset in the least that he had an excuse to visit his adored one. Maybe she was going to confess her undying love to him. Or perhaps she wanted to award his hard work with a kiss. His cheeks flushed pink at the thought. Shaking his head, he reminded himself that it was probably a professional matter. Regardless, it couldn’t be something bad! He was an excellent magician, after all. He grinned with anticipation, glad that no one was around to see. Knocking tentatively at Mia’s door, Nash announced his presence.
“It’s me, Nash, Lady Mia! May I enter?” Patting his hair to make sure it looked just right, he anxiously awaited her response. He heard soft footsteps, then the click of the latch. The door opened to reveal the dark-haired magician. At the sight of the beautiful young woman, Nash felt a shiver run through his body. He felt all of his pride slip away as he stared at the future leader of the Vane Magic Guild. Mia ran her hand across her eyes, looking up at the apprentice magician standing in the doorway. Nash realized that something was amiss when he saw the faint tears in her eyes.
“Lady Mia! W-what’s wrong?” he asked, stepping forward to tend to her. Sniffing quietly, Mia glanced at Nash’s worried face.
“Please, Nash, come in,” she said, admitting him access to her chamber. He strode quickly in, and she shut the door behind him.
“Please, Lady Mia, tell me what’s the matter,” he insisted. “You can tell me anyth—“ His words were cut short by surprise, as Mia rushed forward, placed her arms about his waist, and hugged him tightly. The apprentice felt the blood rise to his cheeks as she held her warm body against his. “L-lady Mia…” he placed his arms around her shoulders gently, his face clouded with concern.
“Mother and I had a fight again,” she murmured into his chest, then begin sobbing anew. Nash had noticed that the fights between Mia and her mother were becoming more and more frequent over the past several weeks. Lemia didn’t seem to be acting like her usual self, and was quick to pick fights, even with her own daughter. It infuriated Nash, as he saw how much it hurt poor Mia, but there was nothing he could say to the head of the Magic Guild without getting into trouble. The best he could do was to comfort Mia when he could. Holding her close, he pet her hair softly for several minutes, waiting for her to calm down.
“Shh, Lady Mia… it’s alright,” he reassured her, feeling angry that he could do nothing more for her. “Come, let’s sit down.”
He led her, still weeping softly, to her bed, where they sat. She took off her black boots while she sat, leaving them discarded at her feet. Wrapping his arm around her narrow shoulders, he looked down at his darling. Her eyes were downcast, and she held her hands tightly in her lap. Black curls trailed over her shoulders and down her back, a few stray hairs falling in front of her face. Reaching over with his free hand, Nash swept the stray hairs away from her soft, pale face. She looked up at him, and smiled for a moment both for the gesture and the look of concern on her friend’s face.
“Nash, you’re such a good friend,” she said, taking his hand in her own.
Blushing, Nash stammered a reply. “L-lady Mia, it’s nothing, I assure you!” he said. Frowning, Mia stared at him.
“You don’t need to call me ‘Lady’ Mia. We’re friends, you know. Just call me ‘Mia’,” she replied. Nash stared back, helplessly.
“M-m-m…” he started, blushing furiously. “Lady Mia!” Mia continued to frown for a moment longer, then begin to laugh at Nash’s embarrassment. “What?” he asked. “It-it wasn’t funny! I’m sorry, Mia!” She looked at him, smiling, then leaned over to embrace him. Nash hesitated for a moment, then put his arms around her as well. He looked up at the ceiling, feeling the blood rise to his cheeks as well as other places, as he felt her small breasts press against him. Blushing furiously, he knew he shouldn’t be feeling turned on at a moment like this, just as she was recovering from the argument she had had, but he couldn’t help feeling any other way. Oh Mia, he thought. You’re so beautiful, and so wonderful…
“You always know how to make me laugh, Nash. You’re a good friend,” she spoke. Scooting over on the bed closer to him so that her hips touched his, she withdrew from the hug enough to lean her head against his shoulder and look up at his face. Noticing his red cheeks, she giggled a bit. “What’s wrong?” she inquired. She watched him questioningly, puzzled as to why he was acting so oddly.
“I-I… It’s nothing…” He looked away for a moment, distressed. Crossing his legs quickly, he knew he needed to calm down, because as soon as he stood up, Mia would notice something wrong. Tugging at his collar, he glanced down at her. “I-is it sort of, well, hot in here?”
“I don’t think so…” she said. “Why, do you need me to open a window?” She started to rise to get up.
“N-no, that’s not necessary… I don’t want to make you…” he began. Mia, forgetting that she had placed her boots at her feet, slipped on them. Uttering a single “ow!” as she fell onto the floor, it was enough to upset Nash. Jumping to his feet, he rushed to Mia’s side and knelt down by her. “Lady Mia, are you alright?” he demanded, wrapping his arm around her.
“Sure, Nash, I’m fine,” she said, getting to her feet. Nash rose with her, forgetting the state he was still in. Mia kicked her boots aside, then raised her glance upward to Nash’s face. But before it got there, she noticed a very obvious bulge in the front of his pants that the thin material of his clothing did very little to conceal. “Um… Nash…” she started, staring at his obvious erection. Following her glance, Nash realized what she had noticed and turned bright red.
“Oh my Goddess, I… oh, gosh, I’m so sorry…” He turned away from her and placed his hands over his crotch, hoping to at least conceal his arousal a little. Puzzled, Mia walked over to his side. She was very confused. As an elite magician, she was very sheltered and hadn’t had much experience with other guys, and didn’t understand quite what was going on.
“Nash, what’s the matter?” she asked. He turned his gaze to hers, staring.
“Y-you don’t know?” he said, somewhat relieved.
“Know what?” she replied.
He tried to think of a way that he could recover his dignity and save himself from further embarrassment, but couldn’t think of anything for the life of him. He pulled away from her and returned to the bed, crossing his legs again. He hung his head, staring at his shoes. Mia returned to the bed with him, still confused.
“What is it, Nash? Will you tell me what’s going on?” she asked. He looked at her, then looked away, exhaling, deciding what the best thing to do would be.
“Well…” he began. “Well, Mia… I, well, I…” He turned to look at her. “I-I really like you. And uh, I think that you’re… really beautiful.” He smiled weakly. Mia returned the smile, and took Nash’s hand in hers.
“Nash, I like you too,” she replied. “And I think that you’re rather handsome.” She squeezed his hand reassuringly. Nash smiled like an idiot at Mia’s words, and held her hand tightly.
“Really, Mia? You feel that way about me too? I… I can’t believe it...! I’m so lucky!” He practically squealed with delight, and threw his arms about her. Letting her go almost as quickly as he had hugged her, he grinned at her.
“Well, sure, Nash,” she continued. “You’ve been a good friend of mine for a long time, and I know I can trust you with anything.” Nash watched her, and his smile fell as he listened to her.
“Oh,” he replied. “You just… like me as a friend, huh?” He looked away for a moment.
“Nash,” Mia said. He turned back. “I… I, um, I wanted to give you something, actually.” He looked at her closely.
“Sure, Mia, anything. What is it?” he asked. Mia leaned in close, and, closing her eyes, placed a kiss softly on Nash’s lips. Staying there for a few moments, she then pulled away to look at him. He stared at her, surprised, with very red cheeks.
“Oh… wow…” he murmured. “I… don’t know what to say…”
“You don’t have to say anything, Nash,” she said, smiling. “Just kiss me back.”
He stared, then smiled, then took her in his arms and kissed her again. The two young magicians hadn’t had any experience kissing another before, and the moment was more magical than any magic they had ever seen. Mia’s lips were unbelievably soft to Nash, and he gently darted his tongue over them before dipping it into her mouth. She reciprocated, touching his tongue with her own and tickling the tip softly. She tasted sweet, like honey, he thought to himself. He pressed his lips against hers more forcefully, holding her tightly against him, blushing as he felt her small breasts against his chest again. Blushing as well, Mia entwined her arms around Nash’s neck, kissing him passionately. Even though she had never been kissed before, she knew that Nash wasn’t a bad kisser at all. He did kiss a little aggressively sometimes, but maybe that was best, because she was rather shy. He flicked his tongue over her lips in the nicest way, though, and pressed against her own tongue in a nice give and take.
She ran her fingers though the back of his hair, not quite as stiff with hairspray as the front, and tousled it. Nash moaned softly as he felt Mia play with his hair, tugging on it if she enjoyed what he was doing while he kissed her, and occasionally slipping her small hands down his neck into his shirt and lightly tickling his back. His cock pressed against the front of his pants, aching, and he was no longer concerned whether Mia noticed it or not. He slid his hands down her shoulders to her chest, lightly caressing her small breasts through her robe. Her nipples were hard little nubs that his fingers seemed to gravitate towards as he fondled them and pinched them.
Mia sighed and pulled away from his mouth for a moment. Nash was worried that perhaps he had gone too far in playing with her breasts, but Mia merely repositioned herself and began to kiss Nash’s cheek, lightly touching the skin with her lips then her tongue as she moved over it. Grinning in delight, Nash continued his fondling as Mia kissed down his cheek, then jaw, then neck. She moved over his neck lightly, with deliberate slowness, kissing and licking alternately. She kissed behind his ear and nipped at his earlobe as he swooned with pleasure. Feeling hot, he pulled away for a moment to undo his small cape around his shoulders. Mia looked disappointed.
“I’m sorry, Mia, I’m just… just a little hot with all of this on,” he reassured her as he untied his cape and placed it aside.
“Why don’t you take off something else, too, then?” she said sweetly, sidling up next to him.
“O-okay,” he said, smiling and blushing as he undid his waist belt and took off the blue tunic that rested over his yellow shirt and trousers. Placing it with his cape, he leaned in to kiss Mia again. She held him at arm’s length for a moment, and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt, in order to resume kissing down his neck. She leaned in close, and kissed along his collarbone, then down his chest, continuing to undo buttons as she went. “Oh, Mia,” he moaned, as she kissed. “H-have you done this before?”
She looked at him, smiled demurely and shook her head, then resumed. Taking his hard nipple in her mouth, she nipped it gently and teased it with her tongue. Nash leaned backward onto the bed, pulling Mia with him. He slid his hands down her narrow waist to her hips to her round ass, feeling himself get harder.
“Oh!” she exclaimed as he squeezed it. “Oh, Nash… d-do you like that?” He smiled timidly, feeling his cheeks grow hotter as the seconds passed.
“I… yeah, I do, Mia…” he said. “I… um. I’d really like it more if I could see it, too…” Mia looked away for a moment, smiling and blushing.
“Well, okay,” she said, rising and slipping her purple robe off. Nash, lying back on the bed, stared, mesmerized, as the vision of many an erotic daydream revealed itself before his eyes. Her round tits, unobstructed by a bra, were bared as she pulled the robe over her head. They were just as gorgeous as he had imagined, with small, dark pink nipples. Her chest and stomach were white as cream. His eyes moved downward to her simple white panties and her soft, white thighs. He found himself practically panting with excitement. She looked at him shyly. “W-what do you think? Do you still think I’m beautiful?”
“Oh, Goddess, yes, Mia, you’re so beautiful…” He leaned forward to embrace her waist, placing his mouth over her right breast as he licked and sucked on the nipple, teasing it with his tongue. Pressing herself against him, Mia shuddered with pleasure and joy.
“Oh, oh, Nash, please keep doing that… it feels wonderful…” she moaned. Reaching underneath her, he tentatively moved his hand to the front of her panties, and began to rub his fingers against her. He didn’t know much about girls either, but from the little he had gathered from other boys in Vane, there was one key spot that they loved if one rubbed it just right. Mia yelped as he touched her, and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
“Mia!” he yelled, pulling away. “Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” He stared at her with concern.
“No… no, it was nothing like that…” she said, blushing. “It… it felt really good, actually… could you… could you do it again, please?” She smiled sweetly, holding him. Nash smiled back.
“Certainly, Lady Mia…” He reached down and slid his finger back and forth over her most sensitive parts, hoping to excite more noises from her. Mia moaned and sighed as he stroked her, so he knew he must be doing something right.
“I-I can’t take it anymore,” she said after a couple minutes.
“What?” he asked, hesitating to stop. Mia pushed his hand away, standing to take off her panties. Nash ogled her ass and gently curved hips, then, as she turned, he stared lustily at her dark patch of hair, hoping and pleading silently that she would let him see that too. She returned to the bed.
“I-I hope you know… I haven’t let any other boys see me naked before,” she said. He held her close.
“Oh, Mia, I feel so blessed that you’re letting me see you. You’re beautiful, so gorgeous, so much prettier than any of the other girls in Vane.” He smiled lovingly. “I was wondering… if maybe you’d let me... take a closer look?” Mia giggled.
“Well… maybe. If you take off your clothes first,” she requested. Nash stumbled to his feet as quickly as he could, stripping off his shirt that was already most of the way off, untying his shoes and tossing them aside, then pulling down his pants and underwear. Mia gasped. His erection stuck out proudly, though he smiled a little sheepishly.
“I um, I’m… sort of excited,” he said. Mia smiled back.
“I understand now, that’s what it was before,” she said. “Wow. It’s so… it’s so big!” He walked toward the bed and sat, while she inspected his equipment.
“It’s not that impressive,” he said, modestly, for the first time in his life. “I'm pretty average…” He looked away.
“May I… touch it?” she asked. Nash stared, blushing.
“S-sure… just be gentle,” he said, then thought how ridiculous that was. How could Mia be anything but gentle? Gingerly, she reached over, and touched it, running her hand along the whole length. Nash closed his eyes and panted, feeling his cock ache with anticipation. Oh, if only she kept doing that a little longer… Mia moved her hand along it, watching Nash’s response closely.
“Does that feel good?” she asked.
“Oh, Goddess, does it…” he murmured. “Just please don’t keep doing it too long… I don’t know if I could take it…” He moaned as she continued. Her soft hand slid along the length, from the base, fondling him gently.
“It feels nice too if you just… well…” He took his cock in his hand as began to massage it, rubbing the foreskin over the tip and back. Closing his eyes, he sighed as he pleasured himself for a moment.
“I-I see,” she said. “Let me try.” He moved his hand aside, and let her try. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, rubbing the way he had showed her, slowly at first.
“Oh, Mia… Mia…” he murmured as she continued. “Please keep going…” She kept on, increasing her speed a little as she jerked him off. He already felt hard as a rock, but felt himself getting harder if it were possible. “Oh, faster…” he moaned, and she complied. He felt if she were to keep going he might pop. He worried that she might be offended if he came on her, but common sense was long gone. He moaned and encouraged her, telling her to keep going. He couldn’t stand it any longer. He felt his balls squeeze, aching with the need for release, and his cock quiver like a harp string. “Mia!” he yelped as he came, spurting out hot white cum onto her hand and his chest. He felt like he had never come harder in his life. Leaning back onto the bed, he gasped with pleasure. “Oh, Goddess, Mia, that was wonderful…” He looked at her, and noticed that she looked rather surprised. He blushed.
"Oh wow," she murmured. "D-do all boys do that?"
"Well... yes," he replied, embarrassed.
“That sort of happens to me when I’m excited as well...” she said quietly, then realized what that implied. “I mean…” she began, looking at him timidly. Nash blushed at the thought. He imagined Mia lying back on this very bed, her hands getting wetter and wetter as she stroked her pussy, playing with herself until she came. And then... maybe even tasting it. Maybe she would let me taste it too… Lost in his thoughts, Nash swooned as he looked at the ceiling.
“What are you thinking about, Nash?” Mia asked suspiciously, as if she could read his thoughts. Nash’s head snapped back up and his eyes shifted, trying to think of a convincing lie.
“I can’t tell her that I was thinking about her playing with herself…” he mumbled, then gasped as he realized that he had spoken aloud. Mia blushed and giggled, raising a hand to her mouth.
“Oh, Nash… is that what it was?” she asked. He smiled, a bit embarrassed.
“Would you be mad if it was?” he replied. Leaning forward, she climbed toward him on the bed, so that she was positioned above him, straddling him. He stared in shock as she did so, not daring to believe it was true. She sat back on her feet, with Nash’s thighs underneath her. He suppressed a moan of joy as he felt her soft ass against his legs.
“I wouldn’t be mad…” she said. “After all, I said that I might show you the rest of me if you let me see you.” Nash gaped in surprise, staring first at her pretty face, then at her pussy, covered in soft, dark curls. Smiling as she saw where he was looking, Mia moved one hand over her dark patch, stroking the outer lips before parting them to reveal her pink pussy. Nash gasped, raising himself onto his elbows to look closer. Mia giggled at him.
“I-I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I haven’t… I haven’t seen one before.” He looked away, a bit miffed at her response. "...the only girl I ever really wanted to see was you." He scowled at the wall, embarrassed.
“Oh, Nash! Don’t be upset,” she said, and he looked back at her. “You're the only one I ever really wanted to see me this way anyway.” Shyly, she smiled down at him. She held her hand aside so that he could see her most private parts. He inspected her curiously.
“Um, w-what part do you like to touch… when you… you know?” he asked slowly. Mia giggled again.
“Here,” she said, rubbing her clit softly. “That’s what you touched before that felt so good.” He grinned.
“Could I maybe… see more?” he asked, feeling himself get excited again as she massaged herself.
“Hehe… okay,” she said, spreading herself wider. “Actually, sometimes I like to touch myself… here, too…” she confided, running a finger over her opening, then slipping it inside.
“Oh wow,” Nash said, staring. “Mia, you’re beautiful…” Mia blushed.
“I’m glad you think so,” she replied.
“Do you mind if I… could I maybe touch you there too?” he asked. She nodded, smiling sweetly.
“Just don’t be rough… it’s very sensitive…” she said. Nash leaned forward, taking one finger and gently prodding her clit. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “That feels good…” He grinned at her, then licked his finger to better rub her. He traced over her outer lips, before sliding over her clit again. Mia moaned with pleasure. “Please keep going…” she murmured. He gave her clit one last stroke before moving his finger down to her opening. Gently, he parted her lips with his other hand, before slipping one finger inside. It was warm and damp, and extraordinarily tight. He blushed at the thought of his cock inside of her, and feeling how tight it would be around him. He felt his erection grow harder, and hoped Mia wasn’t looking.
“Oh, Mia, you’re so tight,” he remarked, sliding his finger in and out slowly. “I don’t know if I could fit another finger in.”
“Please do,” Mia moaned. “I-it would feel good if you did.” Nash looked at her face, and saw her flushed cheeks and eyes bright with lust. Doing as she asked, he slipped another finger in with some difficulty and massaged the soft walls of her tight cunt. “Oh… oh, that feels wonderful… please, go deeper…” she insisted, grateful that Nash had long fingers. He slid in deeper, up to his knuckles, and pumped in and out of her.
“Please, if you could… move your fingers like you’re… you’re beckoning to someone…” she whispered. A bit confused, Nash nevertheless moved his fingers in a come-hither gesture like she asked. “Oh! Oh, Goddess, that feels wonderful,” she moaned. Pushing against her g-spot with more insistence, Nash leaned forward and placed his lips against her small clit, kissing it softly then licking over it. Her musky scent was more than he could stand, and soon he was thrusting his fingers in and out of her fast and hard, while he licked and sucked on her clit. These actions elicited more moans and yelps out of Mia, as she was quickly brought to orgasm.
“Oh, Nash!” she yelled as she came, tugging on his hair and forcing him against her, her shyness temporarily forgotten. Nash certainly didn’t mind, continuing his movements until she pushed his hand away from her slit. As he withdrew his fingers, her wetness came with them. He licked it from his fingers, then lapped up the rest from her pussy. Mia moaned at the pleasurable sensation, basking in the afterglow of her climax.
“Mia, you taste delicious,” he confided to her with his mouth still against her pussy. Mia giggled and moved away, lying down next to him.
“Thank you,” she whispered, lightly stroking his hair and cheek. Nash smiled.
“Oh, Mia, I would do anything for you,” he said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. Still very much aroused, he became painfully aware of his hard cock as it brushed against her thighs. “Oh!” he exclaimed.
“Oh, gosh, Nash,” she giggled. “You’re excited again already?” Blushing, Nash shrugged.
“How could I not be? I just got to finger you and lick you and…” he trailed off, grinning with delight.
“Well, I guess I wouldn’t mind if we kept going…” Mia said, rolling onto her back. She looked at him seriously. “I trust you, Nash… I trust you more than anyone.” She took his hand tightly in her own. "You are my closest friend, and you've always been there for me when I needed you..." she glanced away, shyly, before returning his gaze. "A-and I... I need you now."
Understanding what she was implying, Nash stared in shock.
“M-mia! Are you sure? I-I haven’t done this before, either!” he exclaimed. Mia smiled and nodded.
“I know, I haven’t either.” She stretched out her arms and placed her hands on his cheeks. “I want my first time to be with you. I love you, Nash.” All of Nash’s dreams came true when he heard those three little words. Practically coming with joy, he moved over so he was above Mia.
“I-I would be honored, Lady Mia…” he spoke sincerely, gazing at her lovingly. Leaning forward, Mia planted a firm kiss on his lips, then wrapped her arms about his neck.
“Please be gentle, Nash,” she said.
“I would never be anything but gentle, Mia, darling,” he replied. “Are you ready?” She nodded, spreading her legs apart to grant him better access. Nash positioned himself at her entrance, then gently slid himself into her. Mia bit her lip in pain at first, closing her eyes tightly. “Oh, Mia, darling!” he yelped. “Do you want me to stop?” He began to pull out, but she shook her head.
“N-no…” she said. “Please, keep going. It’ll feel better in a moment.” Nash still looked concerned, but continued to slowly thrust into her.
“I’ll stop whenever you want, Mia,” he said, though he wasn’t sure he would be able to once he got started. The walls of her cunt felt tight and wet around his hard cock as he slid in and out of her. It was excruciatingly pleasurable. Mia didn’t seem to be in pain any longer, as she was bucking her hips against him and driving his cock deeper into her.
“Oh, Nash…” she moaned, digging her nails into his back unintentionally. The pleasure was almost too much for her as well. Nash was about to burst and did everything he could to keep from coming too soon.
“Uhn… Mia… I think I’m about to…” he groaned, thrusting faster and harder.
“No, Nash, wait… give me a moment… think about something serious!” she yelled, trying to stall him so she could orgasm too.
“L-like what, Mia…?” he replied, panting as he continued.
“I don’t know… school! Think about magic spells, or… or something…” she moaned, fervently rubbing her finger over her clit while Nash pleasured her.
“Magic… magic… the key to… (pant) the perfect… (pant) thunder spell is… oh, Goddess Althena!” he yelled out, pulling out of Mia and coming hard onto her white stomach and round breasts. Mia stared in surprise. Nash rolled off of her, exhausted. “That was amazing…” he breathed and closed his eyes, feeling dazed by the whole experience.
“Wow, Nash…” Mia murmured. “That was even faster than your Thunder Bomb!” Nash’s eyes snapped back open.
“I wasn’t that fast!” he protested. “I lasted at least a couple minutes!” Mia covered her mouth and giggled.
“More like thirty seconds!” she laughed. Nash frowned, and looked away. Mia pet his cheek with her small, soft hand. “I don’t mind, Nash, you were wonderful,” she said, leaning over to kiss him.
“Oh, Mia,” he said, forgetting his embarrassment as he kissed her back. “I love you.” He took a handkerchief from her bedside table and wiped his cum off of her white body. He kissed her cheek, then kissed her lips longingly.
“And to think,” she giggled. “Only a few moments ago I was upset!” She and Nash smiled, and he stood to get dressed before Lemia or someone else caught them naked together. A few minutes and several kisses later, Nash stood outside her bedroom door, thinking over the whole scenario.
Oh, Goddess, he thought. How am I ever going to be able to contain myself around Mia now?
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