Ard turned his head to Eileann, groaning at Evir'i worshipping his cock from base to tip, 'Are you sure I have not died and gone to the afterlife? Surely, it cannot be better than this, my love.' He grabbed the back of Eileann's head and brought her in for a deep kiss, swimming on a high as if on a heavy narcotic, as he could barely believe how lucky he was to have them both.
Angelica stands and heads to the door, giving her son a great look at her ass on the way. The lock snaps shut, and she turns to face him. "Somehow, I get the feeling that you wouldn't mind either." Varrin's mother has a look of mixed intensity and amusement.
“Well, you're not wrong...” Varrin admitted with a smirk. He waited for his mother to make her way back from the door, then got up and pulled her into a passionate kiss, his hands groping her ass. Breaking the kiss he pulled away and started undressing, his eyes roaming hungrily all over her body.
"Be careful what you wish for, my love." As Evir'i services her master expertly, Eileann begins to get to work. ONE YEAR LATER Ard sighs with exhaustion as his front door closes behind him. His new role as king of the reconstituted Dearg Rhuadri is one laden with honour and prestige, but the reformed order's new task, that of hunting down the remaining former members, has proven to be difficult and time consuming, their navigators letting them flee to a myriad of worlds across the spheres. Still, he thinks, luckily he has his new wife to manage the personal affairs of his house, or else he'd be swallowed up by all the work. Not that Eileann has only been useful for reducing his workload. Under her stewardship, and with her husband's newfound sway at court, their wealth has more than tripled in less than a year. Of course, though they could probably afford a palace, Eileann has insisted on remaining in the old house. And, Ard thinks as his servant approaches, like the house, they've retained the services of Evir'i. "Good afternoon, master!" The dark elf greets him with a kiss, and follows him to the armoury, where she helps undo his armour. "Mistrress Eileann is already waiting for you. You haven't forgotten what day it is, have you?" She chuckles at his look of confusion. "Really, master, they're working you too hard. Luckily you have a means to destress." Together they walk into the master bedroom, where Ard sees a sight that makes his heart swell, as well as an organ lower down. "Hey, my love." Eileann grins up at him. Next to her, Evir'i hops onto the bed. The two women kiss, making a show of it, before the blonde looks up at her husband. "Happy anniversary." ENDING: HAIL TO THE KING (of the Wild Hunt)
The huntsman tosses her a circlet, enfixed with the symbol of a death's head. "Bury that beneath the ground, and we shall come to meet you, at a place you choose." Either the huntsman doesn't understand that that gives her an opportunity to ambush him, should she wish, or he just doesn't care.
Angelica moans into the kiss. "Mmmh." As he begins to undress, she joins him, and once again he's graced by the sight of her curvy frame. "You like them too, don't you?"
“You're gorgeous... I'll never get tired of looking at you...” Varrin's hard cock served as confirmation of his words. He almost missed the question as he reached with his hands and began playing with Angelica's magnificent breasts. Still, it registered in his mind and he gave her a questioning look, too focused on other things to fully comprehend what he had been asked.
"Mmmh, Varrin. I love how desireable you make me feel." She presses her full breasts into his hands, as his hard on rubs against her drenched lower lips. "You're already doing these things with your mother. Do you also do them with your sisters?" She raises an eyebrow.
The huntsman turns and leaves without another word. "What was that about?" The blonde asks in confusion.
“Well, let's just say that we all have... needs... but no matter what happens you will always be my favorite, Angelica...” Varrin kissed her on the lips, not really answering the question – but that was an answer on its own. Ending the kiss he got down on his knees and moved to kiss her other lips.
Varrin sees his mother giving an uncharacteristically goofy smile as he calls her his favourite, before letting out a soft moan as he kisses her down there. "H-Honey, you don't have to do that...if you, ah, don't want to."
“But I want to.” Varrin kissed her pussy a second time, then took a few slow licks, enjoying the taste of her nectar. “Mmm, so tasty...” He put his hands on her ass and started groping her as he kept licking, his tongue occasionally going inside in search of more.
"O-Oh...Honey..." She runs a hand through his hair as he eats her out, her juices rushing forth onto his tongue.
Varrin kept eating her out, speeding up and occasionally teasing her clit with his tongue, having decided to make her cum before moving on to the main event. As he did he moved one hand from her ass down to her pussy, slipping a finger inside her snatch from behind.
"Matthias. The Wild Hunt wanted him. A traded his life for a Favor. Dont speak about this to him allright?"
Angelica's knees begin to wobble from the pleasure, unused to the feeling of a man's tongue at her entrance, and when he enters her with his finger, she's forced to sit down on the bed before she falls down. Varrin can tell by the moans, and by the juices she's excreting, that her orgasm is fast approaching.
"The wild... I won't say a word." She nods. "You know, I wasn't expecting to see the Wild Hunt when I joined up with you." She nods resolutely. "I'm still with you, though."
"Yeah well I would be pretty pissed if You leave during Your training. Let's head back in The Village and get a Drink, I'm buying"
