Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

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Alenia strode down the hall looking forward to getting out of her dirty sweat soaked uniform. The training had gone well, her men were honed to a fine edge and they rode and maneuvered as if they were a single organism, reacting instantly and correctly every time. Unfortunately, their continued excellence kept them stuck here guarding Sol Falena. Nothing would make her happier than being deployed in the field…away from the palace and Sialeeds.

She smacked her lips still trying to get the bad taste out of her mouth from her time in the stables. Luckily, no one had been about….if anyone found out… True Fire! How did Sialeeds have this power over her?

Finally, arriving at her room she pushed open the ornate doors. She stopped short…

“Oh oooohh…H-Hi there…Alenia!” remarked Sialeeds around moans as she sprawled on all fours on Alenia’s bed her large white breasts swinging enticingly below her as a nude girl plowed into her from behind.

Alenia’s stomach fluttered and she felt herself go weak. She was intimately familiar with the hard long item sliding deep into Sialeeds’ perfect pussy. The royal fucked Alenia with it all the time as she taunted her about how she was a slut and a whore and how she would do anything for a big cock…how Faroush was even bigger… She did it so often that Alenia thought it was messing with her head. A small part of her wondered what she would do if she crossed paths with the Prince again.

Part of her shock was seeing Sialeeds in this position…a position that Alenia found herself in all the time. When Sialeeds deigned to have Alenia use ‘Faroush’ on her it was only by hand.

What the hell was wrong with her? Was she actually jealous of…who was that?

That was that girl! The servant that….

“Oh what’s wrong, dear? Cat got your tongue?” said Sialeeds wickedly as pressed her chest into the bed and slowly slid off of the strap-on with a wet plop, “I think we have a better use for your tongue right here don’t we, Oellia?”

The girl seemed embarrassed to be caught in such a position, her cheeks red as she just stuttered, “Um…s…su-re, my lady.” Not really knowing what Sialeeds was referring to.

A small part of Alenia’s mind was surprised by the girl’s hesitant manner, she remembered the domineering little vixen quite vividly. However, the rest of her brain was focused on the glistening dildo covered in her mistress’s pussy juice…that wonderful essence that was exactly what she needed to get the taste of horse out of her mouth.

She found herself striding across the room, her body seeming to move of its own accord as her attention focused solely on the shiny member. Alenia crawled up on the bed and moved to the girl, her position caused her sword to slowly slide out of the sheath on her back but Sialeeds grabbed it and tossed it across the room with out care as it clanged loudly upon the ground. Alenia couldn’t care less she needed to suck… As her head moved to the dildo Sialeeds placed one slender finger upon her nose.

“Ah ah ah, you know what you’re supposed to do, you bad girl.”

The tiny part of Alenia that wasn’t enslaved by the rune burned with fury but the rest just quivered in excitement at the degredation.

Looking up as she extended her tongue trying to just touch the tip just inches away, she stared into the girl’s face between the canyon of her big tits.

“I…I want to suck your cock, my lady.”

Despite her earlier hesitant manner, Oellia felt herself getting hornier at seeing Alenia once again at her mercy. She pinched and pulled her long nipples excitedly even as Lady Sialeeds raised herself up to press her own sizeable mammaries against her arm. Alenia was completely forgotten as she felt Lady Sialeeds press her lips to hers, she enjoyed the tickling sensation of her long silver bangs against her face.

Alenia wanted to engulf the fake cock and taste her mistress’s juices now that their attention was away but Sialeed’s finger stayed firmly upon her nose.

Eventually, their kiss was broken and Sialeeds said, “And what else…what else do like about Lady Oellia’s cock?” Oellia felt her heart flutter but she wasn’t sure if it was being called a lady or the feel of Lady Sialeed’s hand upon her full ass.

“Its big! Its so big and I love it. Please! I need it!”

Pressing Oellia’s head down to suckle at one of her teats she cruelly remarked, “Gizel’s not anywhere near as big, you know... In fact, I can tell you that Euram has a bigger piece” She’d been quite surprised herself. She’d used her powers to degrade them before she’d killed them. Sialeeds had made them masturbate themselves in the hopes she would let them live. Lord Barrows had met expectation as he pulled frantically upon his shriveled little dick. Euram had pulled out a surprisingly long and slender cock that would have been more impressive if its owner hadn’t been crying and groveling at the time. The worthiness of his piece was part of why she’d let him live though really it was just the knowledge that his ineptitude would surely finish off the Barrows faction…

That tiny rebellious part of Alenia cursed Sialeeds for taking that from her but the other just moaned, “I don’t care about him….I need this one….so badly…”

“Hmmm…and is there one you want more than this one?” Sialeeds hissed as Oellia bit her nipple.

Alenia knew the answer, “The Prince! The prince is bigger. I have to...I neeed bigger….Oh fuck..please!”

The finger lifted and Alenia’s heart sored as she sucked as much into her mouth as she could before she backed off to lick up and down the sides of the rest. True Lighting, her mistress tasted good!

“Good girl.” She said patting her head.

Forty minutes later a thoroughly exhausted Alenia lay on her stomach gently lapping at Sialeeds pussy while her right hand worked inside Oellia’s pussy as the two women sat on the bed their backs against the headboard.

“Wow…my lady….That was just…wow…” remarked Oellia.

Sialeeds grinned lazily, “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”

The royal went over it in her mind for a few moments. Oellia was smart and quick witted and she had a strong spirit. Her loyalties were definitely not well disposed towards the Godwins. And it certainly didn’t hurt that she was beautiful and exuberant in bed… Yes…she’d do nicely…

“Oellia, how would you like to be my personal servant?”

The girl was taken back, “I’m..”

“Oh…it wouldn’t be all formal or anything. Basically you get to hang out with me and do the fun things us girls like to do. No longer would you have to do any of your regular duties around the palace.” She ran a hand playfully along the girl’s thigh, “Of course, you’d have to sleep and bathe with me…if that’s too much of a problem, I’d understand.”

“No…I’d love to, my lady!” exclaimed Oellia.

Sialeeds pulled her into a kiss as she hated herself for using this beautiful girl….she just hoped she could live with herself if the girl died…


Kyle groaned, “Come on! I’m healed completely! Why do I have to stay in this rune forsaken bed?”

Miakis responded, “Uh huh….completely healed…riiight. So you didn’t collapse and have to be helped back to bed by the nurse earlier?”

Kyle laughed, “Of course I did! Did you see her? Molten green hair like a halo of lustrous leaves…bountiful soft bosoms…butt you can bounce a potch off of…Mmmm..”

She rolled her eyes and considered throwing her pillow at him.

Faylen asked softly, “Um…how can green hair be molten?”

“Hey…quiet you…or I’ll have to give you a spanking!” He leered playfully causing her to giggle.

Miakis was filled with happiness at the sight of the girl awake and whole not to mention giggling….if Miakis had went through that same sort of trauma at her age…she didn’t think she’d respond so well. Of course, she’d been damn near distraught when she’d first woke until they’d told her that Faylon was alive and well. It probably didn’t hurt that Roy lay sleeping in the bed next to hers.

Looking back at Miakis he continued, “You sure you don’t want to find a better way to pass the time?”

She shook her head, “No way…I’m much too tired and sore for that right now.”

Kyle gave her his puppy dog eyes but she ignored him stoically.

All four of them laid naked covered in only thin sheets in beds directly next to each other. Roy was down on the end, followed by Faylen, Kyle, and Miakis. To the purple haired knight’s other side was an old man who hadn’t woke up the entire time she’d been here. Miakis wasn’t bothered by her nudity and sat with the sheet around her hips, her generous breasts casually on display. Nor was Kyle who was enjoying constantly rearranging his soft length under the sheet to draw attention to it. Miakis had caught Faylen watching and much to Kyle’s chagrin a matronly woman across the room with a broken leg was avidly paying attention as well. Faylen, however, had her sheet pulled up to her neck…Miakis wondered if it was discomfort with her body or perhaps the redness of the newly healed skin that ran from her abdomen all the way up her shoulder.

That thought was thrown out the window as Roy moaned something in his sleep. In a flash, Faylen was out of her bed and at his side apparently not caring about her nudity at all.

Miakis noticed Kyle watching Faylen’s tight little buttocks and she grabbed her pillow preparing to throw, when his tongue slid out to lick his lips.

She wasn’t prepared for the tidal wave of pleasure that crashed across her system with such sudden force that she momentarily stopped breathing. She orgasmed instantly at seeing his tongue. She moaned loudly her hands grasping the mattress hard as her hips shook and jerked under the onslaught of sensations. After moments she felt the feelings slightly ebbing and she couldn’t let that happen, this felt so good. Throwing back the sheet she revealed her pussy wet and leaking all over the place. Forcefully she stabbed two fingers into her sopping cunt as she sat up squeezing and pinching her swollen breasts as her head was thrown back shouting, “Yes! Yes! CUMMING! SO-oh…OH….Goooooood! Ohhhhhmy….fuuuu-UHKing Runes….Don’t stop cuuuuuuuuming…..”

The blonde knight’s head had turned so fast he almost gave himself whiplash as he heard that first familiar sound of pleasure escaping Miakis’s lips. He watched in awe as she went crazy, he body gyrating wildly as she came. Then she threw back the sheet revealing her pussy and Jeane’s charm upon him went into effect. His cock instantly hardened, shooting up and making a tent in the sheet.

He couldn’t help himself. He had to taste her….he had to taste that wonderful nectar flowing so freely. Roughly he slid out of bed. Miakis had been right. He was weak and his body struggled to obey his commands. But that didn’t matter his will….his desire was too strong. He crawled across the floor, the curved shaft of his big cock bouncing against his thighs. Reaching the bed, he pulled himself up.

Miakis didn’t even seem to notice his presence until he grabbed her thighs and pushed her legs up. The tops of her thighs squashed her breasts and her knees reached her shoulders while her feet flailed in the air. His tongue descended upon her gaping weeping pussy and the purple haired knight was sent to dizzying new heights of ecstasy, another orgasm assured to arrive soon…and another after that…and another….

Faylen found herself watching this strange scene with avid attention, one hand running along her thigh and another one gently upon Roy’s chest.

Doctor Silva walked into the room at this point. She stopped, shook her head and turned around.

Sialeeds sprawled comfortably in one of the cushy chairs not bothering to wait for Marscal to offer one. He sat, his chin resting on the backs of his hands, behind the long low desk that her sister had used for all the paperwork she’d insisted on doing despite her lofty status. Sialeeds felt no small amount of anger at the thought of him here but at least he hadn’t yet made any changes to Arshtat’s décor. Of course, he probably hadn’t bothered with it because he considered Stormfist his home and soon to be capital of the country.

She glanced casually at the occupant of the other chair and her anger spiked higher. The creature stared back at her through the thin eye slits of its golden mask, its body completely still of any motion whatsoever. Sialeeds casually lingered upon it for a moment before dismissing it with a haughty flick of her head. What the hell was that doing here?

“I don’t mind coming up here to have a little chat, Marscal. But I’ve spent all day with your disgusting pets and I’d rather not deal with its stench in an enclosed space.” She remarked, though calling this wide very high ceilinged room an enclosed space was a little off…

Lord Godwin started to spout off the platitudes he found necessary to justify the use of Nether Gate to his more honor bound generals, but caught himself. No one would mistake the beautiful woman in front of him as honorable…at least not twice. No, she was a woman after his own heart, willing to resort to any and all means to accomplish her goal. The question, of course, was what exactly was her goal?

And indeed, she had more reason to hate Nether Gate than most. Like his own loss of his wife…but the assassins were just tools and he would use them just like he was using her. It disappointed him that she couldn’t get past her own emotions; then again maybe Kayanu was right. Marscal didn’t think so but it was a possibility and that was why they were having this little meeting.

Deciding to ignore her remarks, he said, “Thank you for coming, Lady Sialeeds. I asked you up here for a status report on the project. How does it go?”

“Hmmm…I don’t know why you bothered since I’m sure your little friend here told you everything already.” Sialeeds recognized the assassin from earlier. He hadn’t taken part, just stood back and watched silently. Though he looked almost exactly like any of the other assassins, except for Childerich’s psychos, his shoes were made of some kind of exotic Nagarean leather that had stood out to her immediately.

“Indeed, that is so. But I’d like your particular viewpoint as well.” Said Marscal, studying her carefully.

Sialeeds sighed. This may or not be a dangerous situation but she found she wasn’t worried at all. Again, that strange confidence emanated from the rune and supplemented her own natural self assurance. Perhaps she shouldn’t have done it….

Sialeeds stood in the large clearing trying not to look bored as the wizened rune scholar went over the procedure for what seemed like the fifteenth time. The other mostly younger rune casters huddled around them looking very nervous. Whether that was because they were attempting an untested and probably very dangerous rune ritual or because they were surrounded by a few dozen Nether Gate assassins, she couldn’t tell…probably both. She couldn’t see them but much further out in the forest were several platoons of Godwin’s soldier’s cordoning off this area from any wandering citizens or the Prince’s spies.

“Enough!” she blew out air in frustration sending her long hair out of her face for a brief moment, “I understand, let’s go ahead and do it already!” She flicked a fly out of her face…runes, she could be having a bubble bath right now…

Tentachi stared at her quizzically for several long moments, “My lady…Even I don’t understand this. We’ve managed to put this together from over a hundred fragments and we know we’re missing quite a few. Not to mention that I don’t believe we’ve got the syntax of this language completely down.”

“Okay fine…then let’s go tell Lord Godwin and we can give up on this silly endeavor.”

One of the rune casters spoke up hurriedly, “We can’t do that! We must…” The boy was obviously agitated as Tentachi laid a calming hand upon his shoulder.

“Yes, Joshua we can’t do that…” the old man stared off into space for a moment.

His gaze found Sialeeds for a moment before he continued, “But perhaps Lady Sialeeds is right. Lord Godwin is expecting results very soon after all.”

“Which is insane!” a mousy brown haired woman practically shouted causing the rest of the rune casters to grab her, trying to quiet her down frantically.

“Alright...alright, hands off” she said her voice more calm, “It’s just this is reckless and stupid. In Greenhill it takes months and months of careful study and practice before attempting powerful spells that we already know about, let alone one we only barely understand from a long dead race!” continuing under her breath, “Probably killed themselves through reckless rune use…”

“And yet we have no choice… so let us begin.” Said Tentachi before motioning to Sialeeds, “If you would…”

Sialeeds nodded without speaking while walking to her position a few feet away. As the rest of the casters formed up around her, she mulled over what she’d just witnessed. So Marscal was threatening his rune casters… probably going to harm their families or something, especially when you considered the girl from Greenhill not being quite as cowed as the rest. She probably wouldn’t have family here to threaten. Hmmm…not exactly the best way to inspire loyalty…obedience sure…
That was interesting…very interesting…

She was drawn out of her scheming by Tentachi placing the staff containing the so called focal crystal in the ground in front of her. He looked at her and nodded, “When you’re ready, my lady…” He thought for a moment before adding, “Please be careful…”

“Of course.” She responded absently her thoughts going over what she needed to do.

Theoretically, this blue crystal sparkling in the morning light would ensure her Twilight Rune to interact with the eight blinking runes attached to the mages around her. It too was an artifact of the sindar from Marscal’s secret ruin site. Supposedly, she could reach out with her rune and direct and power the others. That was a nice and simple explanation which didn’t quite capture the complicated steps required to accomplish this spell. Most of which were probably unnecessary…Tentachi just filling in the blanks in the ritual with what he guessed would work from his decades of experience.

She watched one of the assassins approach and she felt herself shiver with fury. Almost assuredly some of them took part on the attack…Maybe this one had been in the throne room that night…

The masked beast found its place a few steps in front of a young rune caster. It stood staring at the boy for several moments before turning and facing the far end of the large meadow where if everything went well he would soon be teleported to. In all actuality, only Sialeeds, that mage, and the assassin were needed since they were only doing one teleportation. However, eventually all eight would be casting simultaneously and Tentachi wanted them in their positions from the beginning.

Sialeeds focused upon her rune…

With a suddenness that startled her, energy burst from her rune exploding in a shower of shining particles around the focal crystal before flying in a steady stream to the mage’s outstretched hand. The assassin vanished in a column of green and orange light.

The entire group turned to watch the other end of the meadow where the assassin could just be seen, a distant little figure.

“It works!” exclaimed Tentachi as the rest of the group murmured amongst themselves excitedly.

Sialeeds felt no elation. She hadn’t expected it to work and even if it did she had expected it to take longer. Maybe even have to push back Marscal’s planned attack. But now, it looked like it would go as planned. Sure, this was only a distance of one mile but it was still much further than anyone had ever gotten a blinking rune to send someone (besides Viki that is) If they did this well on the first try, you could bet they’d be able to make the distance that Gizel was expecting.

Damn it….

After checking with the transported assassin to see if there were any complications, Tentachi had them test it again. Same assassin but a different mage, the girl from the Northern Continent, Karosia.

After a nod from Tentachi, Sialeeds once again prepared to cast her spell, the doubt and anger still present in her mind.

The assassin disappeared and reappeared next to a tree on the far side. He didn’t move.

One of the assassins stationed over there could be seen moving over to him. It still didn’t move. And then the Nethergate killer began coming this way, moving with that supernatural speed seeming at odds with their strange gait. However, it was still a mile and it was several minutes before it arrived.

Its accoutrement was different than the others meaning it was one of Childerich’s. Its mask was only half golden the other part a deep red. Its hair was colored the same deep red and was hardened into wild spikes shooting in every direction. The assassin went over to a group of its more normally dressed companions for a few moments before it strode menacingly towards Karosia.

Tentachi tried to intercept it, “Wh...what happened to the other? Is he alright?”

An arm lashed out, sending the old man crashing to the ground.

Karosia started to stumble backwards but the assassin quickly made up the last few steps and violently grabbed her throat and lifted her off the ground.

The mortified girl clutched at the hand as she struggled to breath, “You killed her you little bitch….and now I’m going to end you…” it spoke with more emotion than was usual but its words still slid out in an almost casual way as if he was merely remarking upon the weather.

A slap of hardened air caused his grip to break long enough for the whirlwind to descend and lift him up and away from the girl. He began to spin rapidly along with the tornado a few meters off the ground. Moments later, his stomach protested and emptied itself.

With a flick of her finger, Sialeeds made sure the wind took the gross material up and away from them.

As the other assassins began moving towards her she threw up her other hand glowing pink and orange with the power of Twilight. “Stop right there. I’m not going to harm this filth. We just can’t have Lord Godwin’s rune scholars killed by morons.”

She released him and he flew twenty meters before landing with a heavy thump. He didn’t move, conveniently passing out from the rapid velocity. Sialeeds didn’t bother to see if the assassins had listened as she bent down over Karosia collapsed upon the grass.

“Are you alright, dear?” she asked as she gently stroked the girl’s slender neck, her hand glowing green. Mmmm….such smooth skin…

The assassins stopped as one of their number made a subtle gesture. This particular assassin stared hard at the royal from beneath his mask.

Having made sure the girl was going to be alright, she stood once more.

Looking at Tentachi, she asked, “Shall we continue?”

The old man looked shaken and said, “I…think we better find out exactly what happened to the first.”

“Oh…I suppose…” she remarked with a sigh

Tentachi hesitantly questioned one of the assassins that the moron here had talked to.

It responded emotionlessly, “He said she’s halfway in the trunk of one of those trees.” It didn’t say anything more.

“Oh dear…I suppose that’s a possibility that I didn’t even think of. Maybe we should postpone practical tests for the time being…”

Sialeeds interjected, “Lord Marscal wanted this at any cost. Those were his words exactly.”

Hearing this Tentachi had reluctantly agreed and another test was prepared with a different assassin and mage.

Marscal leaned forward, “Eleven dead and five more injured. Several more ended up inside trees or boulders. A couple found themselves several hundred feet in the air. And many completely unaccounted for. Although the one buried entirely under the ground with just an arm sticking out gives some indication of where they might have appeared.”
“Indeed.” Remarked Sialeeds casually.

“You have nothing more to say?”

“Like what? You want me to justify what happened? It was going to be dangerous; you knew that from the beginning.”

“Yet, the first attempt worked perfectly…”

“Yes, it did…I only partly understand the spell. I can’t account for all the variables that might be involved. I believe that’s why Master Tentachi wanted more time…”

“More time is unacceptable. We must strike soon or all will be lost.” Marscal’s gaze turned to the assassin, “Kayanu thinks that the variable causing the problem might be…you.”

Kayanu stiffened ever so slightly at the use of his name. He had asked to remain anonymous.

“Oh really? I suppose he has some evidence to back up this accusation?” she asked feeling confident even though she had realized during the tests that the Twilight Rune was deliberately killing the assassins. She couldn’t explain it but she felt a little bubble of satisfaction from the rune that mirrored her own.

“No…he does not. Just a feeling apparently, “He grimaced, “But I must take everything into account and he has made a suggestion that I believe has merit.”

She gave him an impatient look.

“Tomorrow’s tests will be using people selected from the local citizenry rather than Nethergate.” His voice was filled with distaste.

“That’s…that’s barbaric…” muttered Sialeeds her spirit sinking.

“Indeed…I hesitate to resort to such measures…. I really hope tomorrow’s tests go better…”

She glared for few moments before getting to her feet and striding from the room.


Viki continued to gaze around for a bit at the tropical beach before the pleasurable sensations of her pussy around the Prince’s enormous cock turned her mind back towards something easier to contemplate. Ooooh…this felt good, she thought as she returned to sliding up and down upon him as her bare feet dug into the ground.

Faroush continued to exist in a haze of cloudy unconsciousness but it seemed like there was something closer something beyond the mists. He could feel a fuzzy sensation along his body that hadn’t been there before. Wait…he hadn’t even had any awareness of his body before…He struggled towards that awareness….he struggled towards the sensation of sun and sand beyond the walls of fog around him.

Lazlo stood still for a moment watching the others move off to their respective tasks. Woah….where had that come from? He often thought about stepping up and being the one who got to make the decisions but he usually never had the courage to speak up about little things like taking part in a simple conversation. And yet somehow with them all staring at each other looking defeated, he’d just found himself giving a rousing speech about getting off this island. Not that he’d had a plan, but then Tal had suggested building a raft and Lazlo had seized upon the idea and somehow he’d started tasking everyone out.

Watching everyone do as he ordered sent a thrill of pleasure though Lazlo. They’d just agreed with everything he’d said and then they had did what he told them to! These four were like celebrities to Lazlo. Sure, he trained with them everyday but he never really talked to them or felt like part of the group. No, he was always Snowe’s little follower.
Always hanging around awkwardly as the pompous aristocrat acted as if everybody loved him. Lazlo could tell no one really liked him but not that Snowe would ever notice. And of course, that meant Lazlo was looked upon with sympathy if not disgust.

Of course, that was before he’d been exiled…After that bastard had betrayed him and blamed the Commander’s death on him. The four…Jewel, Paula, Kenneth, and Tal had stuck up for him…they’d even snuck on board his boat in order to save him. True, after the last couple of missions he’d had a chance to work with them away from Snowe but it hadn’t seemed to him as if they’d treated him differently.

He brought his hand, covered in strange tattoo of the Punishment Rune, up to his face. And what was this thing’s part in all this. Ever since he’d gotten it, he’d felt different more confident. Was this why he’d managed to step up the way he had?

“Lazlo! Hey, Lazlo… you going to help or just stand there staring into space?” called Kenneth from where he waded in the sea next to the remains of their boat. Even as he looked back at the only slightly shorter boy, he grabbed and tossed another useable piece of wood onto the beach.

Lazlo felt a burst of anger at having his thoughts interrupted and before he could stop to think, he responded, “I’m going to stand or do whatever I like because I’m in charge around here.” He was horrified by what he’d just said. This was one of his friends who had stood up for him and this was how he treated him? Of course, he was going to help!

“Jeeze….what the fuck is your problem?” Kenneth said under is breath as he continued to grab driftwood.

“What was that?!” shouted Lazlo striding down the sand and into the water stopping inches from Kenneth.

And suddenly he was confused; he pressed one hand to his head. He grimaced and pulled it away as he realized it was the one covered in this accursed rune. What the hell is wrong with me? He swayed suddenly feeling woozy.

Kenneth had been about ready to lay into Lazlo with a righteous left hook…or at least that’s what he would have thought he was going to do. But as the shorter guy had strode forward rage in his eye, Kenneth had suddenly felt small and weak. What the hell had he been thinking talking back to Lazlo! Runes! He deserved to be punished. He found himself falling to his knees in the water as Lazlo approached, he couldn’t help but notice the very significant bulge in Lazlo’s tight shorts.

After a moment, his downcast eyes turned up to see Lazlo press one hand to his face. And just like that the strange feelings dissipated, and he thrust himself to his feet quickly.
What the bloody runes had just happened! Anger boiled up….

Lazlo hesitantly said, “I…I’m sorry, Kenneth..I-“

He was interrupted as the other knight shouted, “Get the fuck away from me!” Kenneth was confused and angry and he glared after Lazlo’s suddenly retreating form.

What the fuck just happened?

Lazlo eventually found himself staring at Paula as she stretched to pull down some vines in order to make the ropes. He found himself enjoying the view as her slender bottom swayed back and forth under than green skirt of hers.

He’d wandered this way and only by luck had he ran into the pretty blonde elf. He was hurt, confused, ashamed, and angry all at once. He couldn’t come to grips with his strange behavior. He constantly ran it through it in his mind yet he couldn’t find any answers…except of course…the rune.

Lazlo watched her go about her task, still apparently not having noticed his arrival. Of all the knights she was the once he felt the most kinship with despite her elven ancestry. Like him she tended to keep to herself and the few times they’d talked she’d seemed generally interested in what he had to say even if she was a little distant and didn’t say much about herself.

Maybe she could help him out.

“Hey Paula.”

She turned even as she continued pull on a vine, “Hello, Lazlo. I was wondering when you were going to say something.”

“Wait…you knew I was here?”

She smiled softly and pointed at one long pointed ear, “I may not have the complete woodsy sense of my people but I could still hear you coming through the foliage a long way off.”

“I see….so um how are you doing?” he asked. He still wasn’t really comfortable talking even to Paula.
“I’m fine. I’ve no doubt we’ll get off this island with everyone working together.” She said as she gathered her vines into a pile.

“Yea” he said lamely as he moved to grab another vine. , “Um…have you noticed…um I mean…have you noticed me acting differently?”

“You worry about the True Rune..” she remarked as she stepped close grasping the rune covered hand.

Lazlo jerked it away, cradling it against his body. He’d felt something just then….

Paula’s voiced quivered, “I- I’m sorry, Lazlo. I shouldn’t have presumed to…

Lazlo’s anger flared and he turned back to her, his rune raised shining.

Faroush’s body suddenly seized up and his eyes flew open as pleasure racked his system. Viki moaned excitedly as his big member tensed up within her as his balls readied his hot cum. Her moan turned to a scream as his cock erupted inside her and wave after wave of jizz splashed inside her. The feeling sent her into another spiraling orgasm and her rune fired, though the only effect was a nearby crab suddenly finding itself in Luca Blight’s bowl of porridge thousands of miles away and many decades in the future. The would-be warlord speared the unfortunate creature with a nearby fork before shouting crazily at a nearby servant.

Viki held herself against the Prince, her soft teats dragging lightly upon his chest as she rode out their respective orgasms while screaming “Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!”

Faroush enjoyed the sensations but they were the furthest form his mind as he sat up propping himself with his hands in the sand behind him, content to leave Lyon upon his cock for now. Where the hell was he?

He was on a sandy beach. A couple meters behind him was the edge of a very dense looking jungle. The ocean lapped at the sand another fifteen or so meters down the gentle slope from here. Far down the beach almost around a curve in the land he could make out the remains of a boat and maybe a person. What the bloody runes?

The last thing he remembered was…fucking his mother? Huh? No…that must have been a dream….No…it was healing Faylen! The battle!

Grabbing the girl’s shoulder’s he looked into her face. Viki?!?! Where…where was Lyon? He looked frantically around. He had just assumed the form fucking him had been his love but…damn it! Where was she? With a grunt he grabbed the sorceress and deposited her on her butt in the sand eliciting a startled “Hey!”

Getting to his feet, he took a couple of steps...frantically turning his head about looking for her.
Suddenly, he got a hold of himself. Panic wasn’t going to help anything.

He forced himself to calm down and think objectively as Lucretia always lectured him about. Okay…so he was in a strange place with Viki. Obviously, she teleported them. And obviously, that meant he had made it back to the castle. Only real way for that to have occurred is if someone used the blinking mirror. Which also probably meant we all didn’t get wiped out by Yuber. Still…what if only a few made it back in a desperate escape…

He fell to his knees next to Viki who had been laying back in the sand playing with herself contentedly as she appreciated the Prince’s nude form. Grabbing her shoulders, he nearly shouted, “What happened? Where’s Lyon? Is she alright?” He waited for her to respond.

Her eyes were filled with shock and a little fear at the sudden change in the Prince... “Um…I….” She just shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut.

Faroush almost started to shake her but once again he managed to contain himself. Interacting with Viki was a frustrating chore in the best of times; he certainly couldn’t expect her to respond when he was scaring her.

Switching tactics, he slid his hands gently down her arms and laid her back in the sand her brown hair splaying out all around her pretty face. Running one hand lightly between her pert breasts, he lowered his face to hers and gently kissed her lips. He opened his eyes to see her vibrant pupils staring into his. Lightly stroking the side of her face he said, “Hey beautiful, I told you I’d protect you. There’s no reason to be frightened. I was just a little scared too.”

She screwed her eyes shut once more and turned her head, “You were being mean!”

Faroush sighed and had to once again hold back his anger. He didn’t have time for this! Bur forcing it would have no effect….he’d have to coax it out of her.

“Viki! I’m sorry! What can I do to get you to forgive me?”

The sorceress opened one eye, “Funstick?”

Faroush was only briefly confused, grabbing his soft member he chuckled despite himself, “You want this? I’d think you’d had enough already.”

She sat up, “Nope…I want more!” She grabbed his flaccid cock and slapped it back and forth causing a bit of discomfort, “Get it hard again!”

“Why don’t you?” he asked even as blood began to rush down there anyway.

Viki laid back once more crossing her arms over her chest and grinned mischievously, “Nope….stroke it!”

So with a shrug, Faroush grasped it in both hands and began to masturbate right there on the beach. Despite himself, he was getting turned on by the spacey sorceress ordering him around. Maybe it wasn’t just his mother who had a slight submissive streak. Glancing across the beach, he hoped whoever was over there wasn’t watching.

It wasn’t long before he was back to his full rock hard length.

“There! Now where do you want me?” He had images of taking her puckered asshole. The idea of her screaming as his massive prick invaded her tight ass was very appealing. He might be a little submissive but his desire to dominate those who dominated him was even stronger.

She winked. “Lick it!”

Faroush was disappointed. She made him get hard and then all she wanted was for him to lick her pussy? Whatever…and he moved to do so...

Viki stopped him, “No….I want you to lick your funstick! I’ve never seen a guy long enough but you definitely are!”

And he was though he definitely didn’t relish it. He’d done it a few times to appease Miakis but that was all.

With a grimace he bent down as his hands directed his cock upwards. Stretching to point where he was just slightly uncomfortable, he ran his tongue across the fat head once then twice to make sure she saw it before finally standing back up.

As Viki clapped her hands in joy, Faroush just really hoped no one else had seen that.

He let out a small cry as the girl flew to him suddenly and engulfed his entire length without the least bit of resistance. Her head bobbed enthusiastically as she pressed her nose into his pubic hair.

What the hell? There was a funny tickling sensation along the end of his cock. Viki wasn’t moving her body so that his spear could work its way into her throat, yet his entire length was inside her mouth. Looking down he expected his cock to be sliding out the back of her head but it certainly wasn’t.

As he thrust into her mouth, fucking her face, he noticed her body jerking upwards in time with his thrusts. Glancing down, he noticed her hand glowing with the power of the Blinking Rune. What the….

Bending slightly, he saw that her pussy was shining with the white light of the rune.
Wondering, he suddenly pulled back and then thrust powerfully into her mouth. Sure enough her hips jerked upwards in reaction.

Bloody runes! She was using her rune to teleport the end of his cock into her pussy! Fuck! He was fucking her pussy through her mouth!

That thought sent him into orgasm and he shouted, “I’m cumming!”

Viki took control pulling back so her lips were pursed around only his big head as he began to fire and she swallowed frantically.

She came then too and her rune activated once more.

A stream of jizz fired continuously into Luca Blight’s porridge as he launched the crab at the annoying servant. Finally turning back to his meal he grabbed his spoon in one massive fist and brought some of the porridge to his mouth and quickly swallowed it.
Damn….idiot cooks finally managed to make some good food for once. He quickly devoured the rest savoring the strange new taste.

Finally Viki released his cock and they collapsed into the sand together.

Gently, Faroush asked, “Now do you mind telling me how we got here?”

It took a while to finally piece together all the info as Viki was decidedly non-linear in her thinking. But eventually, he found out what he needed to know.

Everyone had made it back though many were seriously wounded including himself. After teleporting them, Viki remembered later some folks talking about how lucky it was that they all survived. He was thoroughly confused by Viki’s story on how she arrived naked and fucking him but he did find out that things like sneezing or orgasming could make her randomly teleport along with anyone in close contact.

He was especially relieved to know that Lyon was safe in the infirmary. He figured if he had waken up then she would too.

He was laying on his side next to Viki, his once again flaccid cock lying across her smooth white stomach as he idly played with one of her little nipples. She seemed perfectly content to be here on the sand as she enjoyed his soft touch. She really was all about being here in the moment, he thought.

“Okay then, Viki. Go ahead and teleport us back to the castle. I’m sure everyone is extremely worried.”

“I…I can’t”

Learning from his mistakes, he controlled his voice, and calmly asked, “Why is that?”
“We came really really far. It took so much of my energy. I’m totally exhausted.”

“But you’ve been using your rune…”

“That wasn’t me.”

“What?”

“That’s the rune.”

“Um what?”

“That’s the rune” she repeated as if that made perfect sense.

“Okay…okay…but will you be able to teleport us back once you’ve rested, right?”

“Maybe….yea…I should be able to.” She added more confidently as she saw the look that first word had caused.

“Alright, then…” he said getting to his feet after kissing her briefly. Her lips latched on to his hungrily before he finally pulled away. True fire..she was hot! Why had he never fucked her before! Fuck…he wanted to try that thing with Lyon…inside her mouth and pussy at the same time….wow….

Standing up and looking around, his thoughts turned to less pleasurable matters. “…I suppose we should look around.”

He was suddenly very aware of being naked. Not so much the lack of clothes but the lack of weapon. This was the wilds after all, a monster could have walked up any time during their little fun not to mention whoever that was over there could have been hostile. Damn it….what had he been thinking?

Well there was nothing for it. He’d have to go check out that person. That was going to be an interesting conversation…. And it wasn’t like he was totally defenseless after all, he thought as he glanced at the runes decorating the back of his hands.

He turned to help up Viki only to find her standing completely dressed in her customary white and blue dress and holding her staff.

“Wh-wha….hey, I thought you couldn’t teleport anything?”

Viki looked at him uncomprehendingly, “Huh?”

He nodded towards her dress covering everything except her shoulders. Damn it! She even had shoes!

The sorceress looked down and then jumped up and down excitingly, “My dress! Yay! Ooooh….and my staff is back” She did a twirl with one leg extended backwards in the air. “Yay!”

Faroush ran one hand through his hair and tried not to burst a blood vessel.

“Um…you think you could magic me up some clothes too?”

She stopped her impromptu celebration and looked suddenly downcast, “I told you…I’m too tired to use my rune right now…I’m sorry…”

“Are you sure? You couldn’t just try for me?” He really did not want to walk all the way over there naked…it would be uncomfortable to say the least.

Viki stared at him for long moments before suddenly smiling widely, “Okay! I’ll try really hard!”

She held out her hand and it glowed softly. With a pop…something landed on the ground in front of her.

Faroush really felt like running screaming and gibbering into the jungle as he recognized the piece of clothing if you could call it that.

Viki picked up Josephine’s ‘elephant trunk’ thong.

“Oooh! It’s so cute!” exclaimed Viki.

*************Tell me what you think good or bad! Lazlo's going on a darker journey than the rest of the Tenkai's since I feel that game needed more personality.***************