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Paying the Rent	By : ThePairingGuy Category: +G through L > Golden Sun Views: 3486 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun, and hence the milieu of this fic as well as two of the characters are property of Nintendo and Camelot. I did create the characters Minra, Sheron, and Aryaka, but I make no money from this fic. Send no donations.

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Karst awoke to the feeling of Felix's lips on her neck. She groaned as he kissed and nibbled at her bare flesh and his hand stroked her belly. "Felix..."
"How is it," he murmured. "...that you look so incredibly sexy in the morning?"
It had to be fairly early; usually Felix had no time for a morning fuck before leaving for work. Often Karst laughed at him as he left the apartment with a prominent tent in his pants.
She made to push him off of her, only to find that she couldn't move her hands. Looking above her head, she saw that her wrists were tied to the bed posts. Alarmed now, she looked in the opposite direction and saw that her ankles were tied by ropes attached to the foot of the bed, stretching her out into a spread-eagled position.
"What the hell is this, Felix!?" she demanded.
He smirked. "I thought it'd be fun to have you as a captive audience for once." He leaned down and kissed her mouth, and the kiss was infuriatingly tender.
He moved down her body, lightly touching her jaw, neck, shoulder, breasts, belly with his lips and tongue. The contact was sensual enough to stimulate her, but light enough to be thoroughly ungratifying. She wanted to scream in frustration. "Stop it... Felix," she panted.
Paying no attention to her protest, Felix licked at her inner thighs, stopping just short of her now very moist core. Then he abruptly moved up to her breasts, suckling and nibbling at her tender flesh while his hand stroked over one of her hips. In between moans of frustrated arousal, she managed to again order him to stop, and he still ignored her. She struggled with all her might against her bonds, but it was no use; he had her hog-tied but good.
When he moved away from her breasts, she tried a different tactic. "I'm ready for you, Felix," she said in a heady whisper, managing to flex her hips so that the moist sound of her opening made very suggestive promises. "Take me now, while you can."
Felix chuckled. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can take you whenever I decide to."
"Damn it, Felix! Stop the fucking teasing and start the fucking, period!"
"Sure," he smiled. "If you beg me for it."
"Like hell!"
"Have it your way," he murmured, leaning in to trail kisses down the right side of her neck.
"You can't hold out forever!" Indeed, for all Felix's posturing, she could feel his rod pressing painfully hard against her thigh. It rarely got so hard without him sticking it in her.
"I think you'll be amazed at just how long I can hold out." Karst's alarm grew still greater when he took out a handful of mud from a pouch by the bedside. Felix had fully prepared himself this morning.
At this point Karst considered using her psynergy, though she quickly discarded the thought as too risky. She couldn't burn through her bonds without setting fire to the bed; no one had that much precision with their psynergy.
Felix pressed the mud into the scales of her shoulders and feet, the grains working their way between. Then he focused his psynergy, sending deep tremors through the earth that had now worked its way into her most sensitive pores.
"Ooohhhhhhhhh gods!" Karst cried out, her head snapping back with the shock of the pleasurable sensations. "Oh sweet Mars, yes! No! Stop!"
Ordinarily what Felix was now doing to her was an unqualified delight, but that was when it was supplemented by some satisfaction between her legs. Felix was giving her nothing of the kind, making the experience a war between sweet ecstasy and torture. She craved more and more, yet wished more than anything that it would end.
"Beg me, Karst."
She gritted her teeth, strained against her bonds, did all she could to try to blank her mind of the agonizing pleasures Felix was bringing. Sweat ran down her body. But Felix would not let up, timing each little quake through her pores with a precision earned from dozens of lovemaking sessions with her. Proud and stubborn as she was, her body had a mind of its own. And it forced her to say, "Please, Felix! I need you in me! Please!"
He positioned himself at her entrance. "All you had to do was beg." Then he slowly pushed himself in, both of them groaning with relief.
He thrust into her slow, drawing their mating out, and this made her even angrier. She was already furious at him for making her beg, and this broke the camel's back. With the strength of pure fury, she managed to tear one of her hands free and slash his face with her fingernails, drawing blood.
"You crazy bitch!" he howled, and struck her across the face - not hard enough to hurt her, but enough to stun her. He then held her wrists to the bedpost with his hands, and began to thrust into her with the combined strength of his passion and anger.
Karst smirked, pleased that she'd made him as mad as he had her, and gave herself in to their mating with full abandon, pumping her pelvis to meet with his. The both of them were lost in the heat, melding into each other with equal parts love and hatred, rage and tenderness, pain and lust. No one but Felix could give her this sort of love, love that satisfied her on both ends of the spectrum, and she knew that no one but her could give this sort of love to Felix.
Felix's violent thrusting was all the more satisfying for the torture that had built up to it, and when Karst hit her climax, it was so intense that she nearly blacked out. But she stayed conscious, and felt Felix climaxing with her, the two of them beautifully joined, and as they came down from their orgasms, their mouths locked together such that an onlooker wouldn't be able to decide if they were kissing or biting each other.
They broke apart for her air. "Gods, you're incredible, Karst," Felix breathed.
"So are you," she replied, and took advantage of his temporary distraction to untie her other wrist. "Now untie my legs so I can get up and make breakfast."
"As you wish, my lady."
They both got themselves dressed. Karst diced some potatoes and onions into a pan and lit the stove with her psynergy. She gave a heavy sigh. "Look, Felix, I know you were trying to distract me last night..."
"You definitely were distracted," he chuckled. "From what?"
"From talking about what Sheron said." She began washing their cutting board. "We have to take the deal, Felix. If - Oh!" she cried out as he came behind her, grabbed her around the waist, and shoved her facedown onto the counter so that only her legs dangled off the edge. Before she knew what was happening, he had stuffed his hard cock into her anus.
Her new position, while uncomfortable and certainly unexpected, was not unpleasant. They both preferred vaginal sex to anal, but it was good for a change now and then. As Felix forcefully pumped into her ass, she struggled to push herself up to keep her face and breasts from being grinded all over the counter, with fairly limited success.
"Ohhh, Felix," she groaned as he kept on. The pleasure of him filling her rear end was compounded by an edge of humiliation: Though highly unlikely given the position of their apartment, it was entirely possible that someone could glance through the window and see her being fucked from behind against her will. Karst admired any man who could get the better of her, and sometimes she felt that she played the dominant role in their lovemaking too often. As she struggled to both meet Felix's thrusts and retain her dignity, she knew there was no threat of that this time.
Felix was also enjoying the position. While he was sincerely enthusiastic about screwing Karst four times in under 12 hours, his cock did need a reprieve of sorts from her abrasive, tight cunt, and her hindquarters were a satisfying substitute, if no one's idea of a replacement. He gave her no reprieve, and further busied himself with feeling up her cheeks and smooth belly.
Karst was just beginning to get a handle on her position when Felix pulled out, making her growl in protest. But then he shoved himself into her pussy and began shooting his load into her. This unexpected pleasure pushed Karst to her climax, and she gasped and moaned as the two of them came, their sexual fluids overflowing onto the counter.
After panting for a minute or so, Felix got up, pulled out, and fastened his pants back up. Karst followed suit and said crisply, "You're going to clean that up now."
Felix grunted. "I'd love to, but I've really got to leave for work now. If you don't want to clean it up yourself, feel free to leave it there until I get back," he jibbed as he went out the door.
She caught him by the back of his shirt before he made it even one step further.
"You've done a good show of avoiding the subject, Felix, but we need to talk."
This time he didn't pretend to not know what she was talking about. "I'd rather not talk about that right now."
"Well, we have to! That's the whole point, Felix! If we don't settle this right away, we'll be homeless!"
Felix sighed. "Look, I wasn't just trying to distract you last night and this morning. I was showing to you that it's just you I want."
"For sex, you mean. Is that all there is between us?"
"Of course not!"
"Well, then." She folded her arms, her brows narrowed. "We have a decision to make here. If we mean anything to each other, we have to deal with the fucking rent!"
"I'll get another job somehow."
"It's too late for that. If we depend on you to find enough work to pay the rent, and you fail, it won't be just the two of us who suffer."
Felix immediately realized what she meant. "Minra," he said.
And they both knew what they had to do.

NEXT CHAPTER: They do it. The big finale as Felix and Karst give Sheron what she wants... with unexpected results.
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