He slows his pace, giving Allune a chance to recover and regain her senses, though he keeps fucking her slowly and kneading her breasts, to keep her pleasure at a constant simmer. Svitrigaila looks down. "Tell me. Do you still think that this is the only time we'll do this?"
The blonde nods her agreement. "Strength in numbers is a good thing, not to be ignored. I simply hope that we can avoid attracting attention in the first place. A coven is...not a bad idea."
"It's an idea, at least. At least more than just reacting to things and throwing spells out to hope for the best. No need to decide on anything now...I'm going to get a move on, while I have the chance." Seeing the opportunity, Larisa made her way back to gather her stuff as quickly as possible. The inquisition probably couldn't prove anything to say it was deliberate, but they weren't going to be impressed. Making her way back to her room, she went to grab what she would need and soon as she could, head back to The Gaurdian's cave, for the time being.
It took a few minutes, but Allune finally stops shuddering. Her eyes looking up into his, as tears overflowed due to her intense orgasms. The busty blond panted, as he spoke. Which made her glare at him, "Yes, this... is a one time deal." She managed to say in an exhausted, yet defiant tone.
She walks through the crowd, who pay her no mind, focused on the slaughter that just occured. As she begins to walk up the hill to the castle, however, she hears a voice call out her name. Ilya runs up to her, embracing her hard. "Sister! Olga and I were so worried!" He wears a mail shirt, spattered in blood.
He smirks, picking up the pace to increase her pleasure. "Why deny yourself? You're a beautiful, sexual young woman. There's, ahh, a world filled with pleasure for you to enjoy." He plays with her nipples. "You love sex, why not just admit it? There's no virtue in keeping yourself from what you desire."
"Ghhh!" Allune gasped as his movements sped up, her hands once again clenching on the sheets. "S-screw you!" She hissed through grit teeth, as she was obviously trying to keep herself under control. "This, mmh, is only happening. Haahn! B-because you imprisoned, hnn, a friend!" She forced herself to say through her erotic moans. However, with Svitragaila's skilled fingers, and thick cock. Allune could feel another orgasm quickly build up.
"Perhaps, but you can't deny that you love this." He leans down to take one of her nipples in his mouth.
Ignoring the blood spatter, she returns his embrace. Unusual for her, she actually laughs, mostly relived from the stress of the major battle being resolved. "Honestly? So was I." Taking a step back, she still inches her approach towards her destination, but focus on his face and checking him over for any injuries. ""I managed to get by no worse for wear..but not everyone was that lucky....necromancy. That's why I'm not dead." Larisa was hesitant to explain it to her brother, keeping her voice down. They'd find out eventually and piece it together if they didn't already know, but there was no reason to call unnecessary attention."I only got by because I did lot's of things that I shouldn't have...and I'm still too weak." Her face started to shift to looking more serious again, like the razor sharp witted professor she had started this journey as. "...Miroslava and I talked. It's better if I move out of the castle, so I can train more. I'm not really moving that far away...but I'd just bring more risk staying with you two. That doesn't mean that I'm not planning on visiting or you can't come around. We all still need to be taking what we can do to the next level as soon as we can anyway....there's no helping it anymore. I'm already using the kind of magic that will get me burnt at the stake, so I may as well start trying to actually master it to prevent that outcome when the time comes." "Where is Olga now?"
Mszczuj nod to his men. "Alright, we are going back. Keept daggers ready for him, just in cause." He said and split on dirty ground. "Men, I would need bath after this."
"Oh. Well, we'll come to see you all the time. Olga still needs her magic lessons, after all." He begins walking with her towards the castle. "Olga's still in the castle. I managed to convince her to stay, since she's not really ready yet for a fight."
Mszczuj lead them back to his camp, first looking in exit if guards didn't noticed them. When they return, they will use a lot of water to cleaned themself up, in clothes to be faster. "And The gate is still locked." He said to himself.
"In, mmmh, your dreams!" Allune growled as he taunted her, but, the moment his lips touched her sensitive teats. "Mhaaahn!" She was once again pushed over her peak, squirting a third time in less than an hour. Leaving her panting, as she tried to regain her stamina.
The group manages to make it back to camp, hiding their daggers, but still pressing them against the skin of Darius' man.
Taking another look at her brother, Larisa's face showed it. Her being suitably impressed. "And you did just fine on your own, from the looks of it. I'm proud of you." Her mood flipping from serious and in good cheer about their own survival, she gave him a tap on the arm, but the mood didn't last. Thinking about her recent actions, she really had to wonder about a lot of things. For practical reasons or not, she had gotten a good number of people killed, not all of them even having actually done anything to her and yet, they were just casualties that were added, that could have been easily avoided. "...even if we don't believe in good or evil, if we were Catholics, do you think I could actually be evil? More than just using bad magic...but just actually a bad person?"
Mszczuj remind himself something intresting and give coman his men. "Take away his pants belt. Running away will be harder if he have to keept his breeches up." He said smiling and splash water on his face, to get rid of smell.
When she's finally come to her senses once more, Allune sees Svitrigaila above her, holding a bell. He rings the bell, and in a few moments the man who escorted her into the room arrives. The royal looks at the servant, saying "Head to the dungeon. Release the boy and have Sir Darius executed. The warrant with my seal is in the top drawer, there." The servant takes the paper, and leaves the room. Svitrigaila looks back to Allune, caressing her body, sucking on her engorged nipples, looking into her eyes. "You've gotten what you wanted. You can leave now." He squeezes her clit, as he begins to fuck her again. "Or, you can stay in this bed, and I'll bring you an orgasm even better than the last."
He hugs her. "Hey, you're far from a bad person, sis. You've always cared for us, looked out for us. You're a fine woman. You'll never be evil."
Ignatia grins, pulling away the prisoner's belt. As planned, he has to hold up his breeches to keep them from falling to his ankles. Mszczuj sees a man heading towards the dungeons with a piece of paper sealed with wax.
