She nods and presses her lips against his, before lowering her body down. Aulus' first time inside a woman is beyond exquisite, Maat's cunt squeezing tightly around his length, every ridge and bump sending signals of pure pleasure to his brain. Slowly, the brown skinned woman begins to ride him, biting her lip to stifle moans of pleasure. "You don't d-disappoint."
'Oooh~, wh-' Aulus was speechless as Maat lowered herself on him, his sizeable cock spreading her walls and reaching as deep as she dared to take him. The young Roman reached out his hand and cupped her breast, rubbing her nipple with his thumb, as she she started to rise and fall on his lap, causing the squelches of their wet connection and low moans to be heard in the tent. 'This feels... ugh~, so ncredible. It's a pity we haven't met sooner,' Aulus chuckled. The virgin was already quite stimulated from her hands before and probably wouldn't last all too long inside her wet tunnel.
"We have, ah, plenty of time to make up for it." Maat grins, as she speeds up the way she bounces on his cock, breasts swaying lewdly up and down in front of him.
Aulus' groans and grunts escaped his lips, basking in the pleasure enveloping his cock and the view Maat was giving him. 'Ah, gods, I don't think I'll last much longer,' Aulus warned her, but he did want it to be satisfying for her too.
Maat grins, altering her pace to give him some time to recover and not cum prematurely inside her. For seemingly an eternity, she slowly rides her young lover, leisurely bringing herself close to orgasm, while staving off his. Finally, with a grin, Maat decides to show Aulus the true measure of her skill as a lover. Leaning forwards to kiss him, she moves her body against him cunt gripping his length like a vise. Suddenly, Aulus' body erupts with pleasure, the sensation arcing from his groin to his toes and back again, until he no longer feels where his body ends and hers begins. He feels her cum above him, the Egyptian beauty letting out a passionate cry, before he himself cums, the sensation rocking through his body, and hers. "Mmmh..." She grins, as she comes down from the high of pleasure. "Happy first time." It's a good while before the Roman is in command of his senses once more, but after a while he remembers where he is. Behind him, Aulus hears movement, and knows that Agorix is up.
Aulus was astounded at how skilled and perceptive Maat was, expertly leading them both to a mutual peak. He didn't know how good it could feel and lost himself for a good moment. His release felt like an eternity, before he came to his senses. In his state, Maat looked even more beautiful atop him, as his hands roamed her curves in the after glow. He smiled goofily, 'Yes, I'm quite happy right now.' He nearly didn't dare to crane his neck and look at Agorix, as his cock was still buried inside Maat sitting atop of him.
The Egyptian minx grins, giving him a final kiss before she presses downwards and pushes herself off of his cock, the sensation one last moment of delight. As she moves away, the world seems somehow empty for a moment, and his body gives a protest at the departure of the pleasure, before things return to normal. Aulus sees a trail of white seed running down the dark skin of her thighs, far more than he usually cums. "I see you two enjoyed yourselves." Agorix chuckles. "So much for all that talk of leaving him alone, lady." She walks into view, smirking sardonically at Maat, who waves her hand dismissively before cleaning up the cum.
Aulus savoured the view as Maat left him lying there. He sat up on his elbows, as Agorix walked into view. Knowing she had probably watched them at least a little, he didn't cover up. He raised an eyebrow, looking at Agorix, '"Leave him alone"? What were you two plotting about me behind my back?'
"Plotting is such a strong word." Maat grins. Agorix gives a small eye roll. "Oh, something about letting your first time be romantic rather than sordid, or something dumb like that."
Regaining his strength, he rose from the couch and stretched his naked body in front of the two women, he chuckled, 'I didn't think you two were so close to discuss such things.' He went to Maat and kissed the Egyptian on the lips, nearly making a show of it, Aulus blushed a little, 'That's really sweet of you, Maat, but I enjoyed myself like this well enough and I thought is was romantic in its own way.' He then went to the wash basin to freshen up and clean his dangly bits.
Agorix rolls her eyes again, but answers. "I spend a lot of time with her, as her bodyguard. It's inevitable that we talk about all sorts of things." Maat responds to the kiss, her tongue meeting his, briefly. As he cleans himself, the young Roman hears the cry of an officer outside, telling him to report.
Aulus gathered his clothes, 'Well, time for me to go, I hope we see each other again soon. Both of you.' After dressing, he headed out the tent to report as ordered.
Agorix nods gruffly, while Maat gives him a grin. Outside, he sees a tribune, slightly older than him, a bit pompous in his bearing, but professional nonetheless. "Aulus of the Cornelii? Orders from command. They want you to take your squad on a mission, to keep them from losing combat efficiency after the death of the previous tribune." Aulus is presented with three options: - He's told of a group of deserters that are trying to escape and fade into the Sicilian countryside. - There have been bandits plundering shipments of equipment needed for siege engines - A small group of Gauls still loyal to Carthage are making hit and run attacks on the army's Celtic auxiliaries.
Aulus decided to take on the Gaul mercenaries, it would be detrimental if any of the Roman auxiliaries decided to join them too. Given his orders, Aulus went to his unit and changed into his uniform again. Before telling them what the mission was.
Varrin's squad are out in front of a cooking fire, grumbling as he has them assemble, but getting into line quickly enough. It seems the respect he won by killing the Carthaginian hasn't eroded yet, though whether they'll come to accept him as commander in the long term is yet to be seen. "Oi." Looking around, Aulus sees Agorix approaching. "I heard you're after a band of Gauls?"
Aulus was confused that the disembodied narrator in his head suddenly called him Varrin, but he shrugged it off. [] He approached Agorix, 'Yes, the tribune said they were giving your people trouble? We've been ordered to assist with that problem.'
"I think I know who they are. Mind if I tag along? Maat is spending the day talking politics with the general, so she'll be protected by his bodyguards." She explains.
'Hmm, yes, I think it would be good to have you, we could use an expert on Gallic fighting and who speaks the language,' Aulus nodded, 'Any idea where we should start looking for them?'
Some of the men look a little surprised at the concept of having a barbarian, and a woman to boot, embedded directly into their unit, but since the value of having her for this mission is self evident, no one protests. Plus, Aulus notes, some look at her with a tinge of something other than cold rationality, and he gets the sense that they might want her around for something else. Agorix ignores or fails to notice the reaction of the Romans. "Not exactly, but with some clues I should be able to pin the location down."
Aulus couldn't fault the men for looking at Agorix like that, but they'd probably find her quite vicious if somebody tried something with her and she wasn't in the mood for it. 'Maybe we should go ask the auxiliaries who have been harassed by them then?' Aulus said, 'They might give us those clues.'
