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Learning From The Past	By : Daishokaioshin Category: +G through L > Legend Of Legaia Views: 2053 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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NOTE: After years and years of letting this story languish, I've finally found the time to get back to it. I'm going to try to finish this story with Noa, but I'd like to know people's thoughts on the new chapters. It will really help with not only motivation, but refining things. Please leave reviews!
Chapter Three
The sunlight was painful to Noa's eyes after the awful darkness of Conkram. But the sweet scent of fresh air more than made up for it. She still smelled terrible, of course, but everything else was so clean and bright that for a moment she forgot about the fact she had just traversed time itself -- and apparently space as well -- and wound up somewhere else. But then she got her head on straight again. She had enough experience in battle now to know that when she was thrown into an unexpected situation, she shouldn't just stand around gawking. She had to take in her surroundings, check for enemies, cover, threats in the environment itself.
It quickly became apparent she was somewhere familiar. Drake Kingdom, at Hunter's Spring. She hadn't been here in years, but she remembered her first time through. There were some merchants nearby, but none had noticed her yet. There were hunters, who would notice her sooner rather than later if she didn't take cover. As she ducked behind some of the hedges, she wasn't entirely sure WHY she was hiding. They certainly hadn't bothered when they went to the past the first time. But that had been so many years in the past that no one knew them -- no one had anyone to compare their appearances to. Noa looked enough like her younger self that comparisons WOULD be made if she was found.
Peeking out over the hedge, one major thing stood out to her. The younger version of herself she had seen in the mirror was nowhere to be found. She knew the sensitivity of her own senses, and she knew that her teenage self would detect her readily if she approached stinking as she did now. She was honestly surprised the hunters and merchans in the area hadn't already done so. Sneaking her way towards the spring with stealth skills mastered over the years, she took the time to remove her clothing, exposing herself to the open air. She knew about modesty by now, of course, but she still didn't quite get it the way others did. She wasn't ashamed of her body. She was fit, healthy, strong, and -- as she was willing to admit with pride -- plenty good looking. But if it made others uncomfortable, or caused others to think she was inviting them to touch her when she was not, then she was willing to abide by the weird whims of society and wear clothes.
But right then, her clothes were filthy and stank of death, and she did not want to wear them one moment more than she had to. So she took water from the spring, and she used the miraculous Drake Water that fed the spring to cleanse her garments while she kneeled nude only a dozen or so feet away from a number of men who would have been quite startled -- and quite pleased -- to see a naked woman after being away from home for so long. The excitement of it got to the red-head a bit. She was an adult now, and had adult needs. Oddly, she felt she had begun to awaken to the yearnings of her body many years ago, around the time she and her friends were fighting the Servants of the Mist. But she... Couldn't remember the exact details. It was a very stressful time, and her hormones likely just hadn't been a big enough priority at the time to focus upon.
But now here she was, naked out in the open, with a number of people who would really enjoy sampling the pleasures of her body, and her mind reached for the pleasure of fantasies to escape from the horrors of her recent trip through the dead city that was once her home. As she took handfulls of Drake Water and rubbed it on herself, achieving a similar effortless cleanliness from the mystical water as her clothes had, she found herself getting more and more aroused. She knew she should be focusing on the prophetic dream she had... On finding her younger self and finding out what she should be doing here. But as her perky, youthfully gravity-defying breasts became dripping with the chill liquid, her nipples ached so much that she couldn't help tweaking them.
The sensation made her gasp aloud. She quickly closed her mouth and turned her head to see if anyone had noticed the sound. They had not. She repeated the tweaking of her hardening nipples, tugging on them and twisting them. The pleasure she got from this was unreal. Her entire body was sensitive, but her breasts in particular had become even more so over the years. Shuddering, she pulled her hands away from her chest, took several breaths to calm herself and the warmth growing at the base of her belly, and decided that maybe some cold water would soothe said warmth. She extract more water in cupped hands and spilled it on her belly. It trickled down her firm abs, her inny navel, and down through the mess of fire-red hair that nested above her sex. The cold water did little to soothe her.
Infact, it made it worse. Whatever properties this water had, 'feels really darn good as bathwater' was going to have to be added to the list. Noa found one hand rubbing vigorously on her tight, pink mound before she even realized she was doing it. She tried to pull her hand away as she had with her chest, but she just... Just couldn't. It felt too good. The squelching of liquid -- not all of it water -- from her sex, and how it seemed to fill the air, made her heart rate with excitement. What if they heard her? What if they came over and found this pretty red-head pleasuring herself right there in broad daylight? Would they try to have their way with her? Would she let them? She was easily powerful enough to beat every last one of them without effort.
But she would be willing to feign helplessness if it meant having a nice hard--As her pleasure peaked, she finally managed to yank her hand away, her hips bucking upwards of their own accord. So close to an orgasm. She had learned about masturbation from Mei, of all people, who had in turn embarassedly admitted she learned of it from her mother. She knew various terms, and she knew how to make herself feel good. But Noa just... Couldn't... Do this right now. Despite her body screaming at her to finish, she had to put her mission ahead of her hormones. Even if she was REALLY freaking horny right now.
She shuddered and reached for her clothing. But then she heard voices from only a couple feet away and she almost screamed.
There were two men standing on the other side of the tall bush that Noa was crouched behind. When had they gotten there? When she was lost in the pleasure radiating from her sex? They were beginning to talk at conversational volume. And the topic made her heart skip a beat. "So, Noa's back, huh?" Noa looked up, wide-eyed, the fantasy of moments before turning to fear in an eyeblink. Why was she afraid? She wasn't ashamed of her body! But being caught was something different from exposing herself willingly, and being caught pleasuring herself was something else entirely. But then the other man said, "And Vahn and Gala... They've really grown up since they passed through here last."
Wait... These men weren't talking about Noa. Well, they were, just not Noa herself. They were talking about younger Noa. As Noa began slipping into her pants, she realized they were still wet and that she would need to wait for them to dry. Darn it! At least she could gather information about what the current time was. But... Their discussion meandered after the first man admitted that Noa -- that is, teen-Noa -- was looking quite beautiful... Perhaps even marriage-material in a couple years. Noa squirmed in a mix of embarassment and pride. She was eavesdropping on these men, and as the conversation progressed, they began to discuss decidedly dirty things they'd like to do with Noa. The detail they went into, the casual vulgarity, just made Noa's heart start pounding again.
The warmth that hadn't quite abated from her womanhood was growing again. Language that would have offended her if it had been spoken to her openly, being used to describe her as she kneeled naked and wet -- in more ways than one -- simply served to make her even more aroused. Soon, her hands returned to her sensitive breasts. Despite the horrible experience she had in Conkram, all of that despair and sadness was the furthest thing from her mind. All she was thinking about was how HOT this situation was, and how good her chest felt being squeezed and stroked by her own hands. Eventually, one of Noa's hands returned to her sopping pussy, rubbing up and down on her outer lips, and then delving inside with one finger. As she fingered her sex she tried to keep the noises to a minimum, even resorting to biting her lip to keep her moans from escaping.
One of the men started talking about how tight Noa's ass looked in her clothes, how he'd like to see if he could get his manhood inside. Noa had never attempted anything anal before. She decided the idea sounded exciting, and her hand left her breast to hesitantly tease her pink anus. While the men spoke so lasciviously of one of the heroes who had fought back the Mist on their behalf, said heroine was infact behaving in a very dirty fashion within arm's reach of them. She was simultaneously fingering her pussy and her asshole, with great difficulty on behalf of the latter.
Her concentration faded, her mind filled with a pink orgasmic fog that erased all thoughts and concern, and then she came. She came harder than she ever had before. Only by some miracle did she manage to keep her lustful moans and cries quiet enough that the conveniently timed laughter of the two men drowned her out as she writhed and bucked on the grass, her sex leaking her girl-cum all over. As she lay there, recovering, the two men wandered away when they were called to by someone else. The power of the orgasm had not managed to deplete the red-head of her energy. She could go several more times easily. But she didn't feel the need to right then. Not like before. Was Drake Water an aphrodisiac of some kind? As she teased her rear entrance with a finger briefly, a shudder passed through her. She would definitely have to do more with that part of her now that she knew how good it felt.
She washed her sex clean once more, and this time she did not feel the intense arousal -- just a continued level of moderate horniness. Hmm. She didn't know what to think now. Drake Water was a miraculous curative, and she felt better than she had in months. What if... The Drake Water had cured her of more than just physical ills? What if it had purged her of negative emotions as well?
As Noa dried herself in the sun and then put her clothes back on, she knew one thing. If cleansing her mind and spirit of negativity resulted in more orgasms like that, she'd have to swing by Hunter's Spring in the present and bottle this stuff like crazy. For now, however, she felt refreshed, rejuvenated. And as she snuck out of the bushes, and navigated around the edge of Hunter's Spring she heard something else that served as a hint to the current time period. Actually, less of a hint, more of an outright statement.
It was the men talking about how glad they were the Mist was finally gone. If teen-Noa was here in Drake Kingdom after the Mist was gone, then that meant... Noa had just arrived...
On the day that Songi unleashed the Forbidden Seru 'Juggernaut' in Rim Elm.
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