Escaping The Empire - The Nonhuman Chronicles

“Sure, you're welcome to sleep in my room, if that's what you want. I don't mind.” Ariel gave the faun another reassuring smile. “Come on in, then. Which side of the bed do you want?”

 

"It doesn't matter to me." Talia looked around and eyed the vanity briefly before she awkwardly scratched at her shirt. "we should probably see if Miss Hanna would be willing to spot us some money for a change of clothes. I don't really have anything else and I doubt either of the other women in our group have anything that will fit my smaller frame."

 

Eyes narrowing in curious suspicion, he approaches the door. He keeps his cloak around his shoulders to obscure the fact he clutches the handle of his knife behind the material, ready to draw it at a moments notice if needed.

He then uses his other hand to open the door and let it swing open. He also tries to frame himself such that what moonlight there is can cast him in shadow, obscuring his movements if need be. Now feeling presentable and prepared, he says to whoever has come knocking, "Isn't it a little late at night for such amenities?"

 

She smirks, walking forwards and taking hold of his arm, before her fangs press down into him. The sting barely hurts, and then once again every nerve in his body is flooded with a feeling of pure pleasure as she greedily drinks his blood. Like last time, he feels himself grow rock hard, but unlike last time, she doesn't walk away. Wilhelmina smiles. "You truly have the most delectable taste, thank you. Now, for your reward." Her hands go to her shoulders and slide her dress down to pool at her feet, revealing her toned but curvy body and large breasts.

As Axel looks at Wilhelmina, he sees colour return to her skin, and her smell becomes that of a regular human, including that of sexual juices running down her leg. She runs a hand up his thigh, and he feels his tiredness dissipate. "Why don't you show me what a minotaur can do, beast?" She gives him a cheeky smirk.

 

The door drifted open and the two catgirl maids were standing there. Kat had a platter with a domed lid in her hands and the two looked around briefly in confusion as they expected you to not be obscured in shadow. It diddn't take long for Kit to see you and nudge her sister in the right direction though. The two girls gave you a friendly smile and walk in. "comliments of The House sir."

She then walked over to the vanity and set the platter on it.

 

Gerid lets go of his knife handle and watches the two catgirls enter, his eyes quietly darting back and forth between them, following their movements closely as Kat places the platter on the vanity. "Your Master certainly seems willing to spoil their guests with such a kind offering," he replies as he steps fully into the light... and perhaps again not realizing his mannerisms might make it look like he is staring at them a bit much.

 

“We'll probably need to work for any money the lady decides to give us...” Ariel's words were interrupted by a yawn “anyway, make yourself comfortable and try to get some sleep.” The angel removed her clothes, leaving her clad only in her skimpy underwear, and got on the bed. “It's so nice to sleep in an actual bed after all this time...” She commented before giving the faun a look “Good night, Talia. Sleep well and may you have pleasant dreams.” She yawned again and lied on her side, trying to fall asleep, too tired for anything else.

 

" Our Mistress?" Kat looked a little confused. Her hand gripped the handle on the top of the lid. Then a slightly mischievous smile crossed her face. "Oh sir, our mistress had nothing to do with this. Its something that we planned."

Kat pulled the lid off the platter and you see two pairs or panties illuminated in the moonlight. You have just about enough time to comprehend what it was when Kat wrapped her arms around you from behind. Her soft breasts pushing into your back " It's us. We're the room service. Don't think we didn't notice you staring."

 

"Good night." A few moments after you close your eyes. You hear Talia sigh a little. Then she telltale sound of clothing being removed before a weight on the opposite side of the bed noted her getting on her side and covering up.

 

Axel let out an aggressive snort and moved quickly to lift her considerably smaller frame into the air. The three thick digits that passed for fingers on his right hand grabbed her breast massaging and kneading it while his snout came down and captured the nipple of her other. His cock jutted out in front of him and slipped between the vampire's calves. He drove the two of them into the wall behind her pressing her up against it. He kept the two of them like that for a short while before, with the added support of the wall, hooked his hands under her legs and lifted her further. Her head touched the ceiling and then had to curl forward so that she didn't go through it. He stopped when her legs could straddle his shoulders and her pussy was right in front of his mouth. He pressed his lips to her and his tongue began licking at her folds.

 

Tired as she was from the trip and happy to be sleeping in a real bed for a change, Ariel did not feel like talking, or doing much of anything, really. She listened in silence to Talia's breathing and before long sleep claimed her.

 

His eyes widen in surprise as he sees the removed undergarments, his spine stiffening as well when he feels Kat's body pressing against his. He sputters, tongue tied as he looks between the two of them and clearly uncertain how to react.

This has never really happened to him before. Most human women he knew either showed no interest in him and he had not shown much interest of his own in turn. Any non-human women he had met either in battle or as prisoners, where any sort of copulation would have been highly unwanted... and something he steadfastly refused to indulge in even if his fellow soldiers invited him to. Besides, he doubted there would be anyone truly interested in a strange, unnatural half-breed like himself if they really understood what he was.

Still, the soft feel of the one catgirl's warm body against his back and the sight of the other one grinning at him leaves his mind disoriented and he is uncertain of what move to make as he tries to keep what he can of his cool. "I-I wasn't staring," he stutters out, internally wincing as he sounds like he did as a child when his oldest sister would gently tease him for one thing or another.

 

It doesn't take long for Talia's breathing to slow as she falls asleep.

Kit grinned at you hungrily at you stutter out at them. "We don't mind. You can stare all you want." The catgirl then pulled her skirt up to expose her ladyparts to you. They're pale like the rest of her skin and clean shaven. Her slit is moist and glistening in the night air.

Meanwhile, Kat's hands slid across your body and down to your trousers. Her hand started to unclasp your trousers. You felt her warm breath on your neck before she gently pressed her lips against it "Of course, you don't have to just stare."

 

Gerid sucks in a breath both at the sight of Kit's exposed womanhood and Kat's kiss against the back of his neck. "W-Wait," he gasps as the latter undoes his pants, causing it to fall to around his knees and exposing his undergarments... and what maybe looks to be two bulges tenting up the material.

He finds himself blushing in response, which both confuses and irritates him. If this was a fight, he would easily know how to react. But it is not so while his hands reach back for Kat, instead of doing something to grab onto her waist and push her back, he finds them going back further and taking hold of her butt cheeks to squeeze.

 

Kit giggled at your reaction and let go of her skirt and started to unfasten her uniform. "So cute. Haven't you ever seen one of those before?"

Kat continued to kiss gently at the back of your neck. She moaned gently and her hands drifted up your chest. Her soft fingers slip under your shirt and rub against your chest. Her movements started to pull your shirt off.

 

Gerid bit his lower lip and shook his head, not really wanting to say the only times had been when catching a glimpse of a stripped down prisoner and not ones where it was being presented to him. He jumped a little at the feel of the second catgirl's fingers on his bare chest and before he knew what was happening, his shirt was over his head and falling onto the floor.

His torso was lean and well defined, a dedicated training regiment keeping him in shape for missions that required stamina and agility. Yet there was still a youthful softness to it that he had never been fully sure was the fault of his elven heritage or just a natural boyishness that some humans just seemed to keep longer than others.

Cautiously, still finding it hard to believe this was happening so suddenly, his hands shakily reached around Kat's skirt to find how to undo it. His gaze, meanwhile, remained on Kit as he watched her strip.

 

Kit maintained her hungry look as you awkwardly shook your head. With a pull of the last strap, her uniform slid off her body and to the floor which left the lusty catgirl in front of you fully nude. Her tits were a little on the small side, but still a decent handful. Her nipples appeared to be quite rigid and she calmly walked up to you. You felt her body press against you as she move her hands along the side of your face. "don't worry. We'll make sure your first time is memorable."

You moved your hands off of Kat's bare bottom and up the back of her Uniform. From watching her sister undress, you had a rough idea of how to remove the single-piece uniform and easily found the strings. Her hands left go of your chest when her sister pressed against you and you felt your hands reach behind and helped you unfasten her clothing.

Neither of them seemed to have noticed your extra equipment yet

 

Gerid shivered at the soft touch to his face. The only other person who had ever caressed his cheeks in such a manner before was his oldest half-sister... but she had been clothed when she had done so and it would probably be best to save any questions of what her intentions might have been for later.

He also was surprised at how much he enjoyed the feel of Kit's breasts pressing against his equally bare chest and, soon enough, Kat's chest up against his back. He shifts a little as he feels his rods growing to full hardness, trying not to let them poke too obviously against Kit's belly, but he realized he did not really know what to do next. Should he lean in for a kiss? Had he not heard that some in the profession the two catgirls were partaking in kept kissing for actual lovers and trying to do so would be an insult? Or should he start touching them in... other places?

Internally, he cursed at how his training had prepared him for many things... but apparently not for dealing intimately with the opposite sex.

 

Wilhelmina lets out a pleased moan as he lifts her up and presses her against the wall, her legs wrapping around his shoulders. "Mmmmh, a gentleman, I see. Trying to ensure your partner's pleasure?" Her juices taste sweet on his tongue, and her cunt is warm and inviting. "I do hope you have what it takes to take control, however."

 

With the help of Kat's nimble fingers, you felt her uniform give way and hang loosely between the two of your bodies. Her hands drifted again down lower and slipped your underclothing off. A slight gasp was released from Kit's lips when she looked down and regarded your erect members. Her hands reached down and gently grasped the pulsing shafts. "Kat, I do believe that he has one for both of us."

Kat's arms squeezed around your middle gently. "How fun. Why don't we move this to the bed then?"

"Agreed." Both girls pulled away from you and walked toward the bed. Kat's uniform finished its journey to the floor. With them together, you could tell that they really were nearly identical. At least their asses were. They moved nearly in uniform and their hips swayed luringly at you. The twins climbed onto either side of the bed and left just enough room betwen them for you.