Defiant Necromancer (Book 2 stubbing July 3)

Tybalt returned home with the fox maidens.

By an apparent agreement he hadn’t been present for, Victoria quietly led everyone else out, leaving him and Vidalia by themselves.

He caught Victoria mouthing “Good luck” to her sister as the group left, and Mariella gave Vidalia a wink and a smile.

“So, we’re all alone now,” Vidalia said quietly, her long, dirty blonde hair flowing conspicuously now that her maiden’s braid was undone.

“Yeah, and this will be the last time we’re alone for a while,” Tybalt said.

He stepped in close to the foxgirl and cupped her cheek with one hand. The two kissed, long and deep. There was no one whose kissing he knew better than Vidalia’s. Though she had been inexperienced in real life when they met, they had quickly fallen into the rhythm they’d honed together through hundreds of dreams, many previous loving encounters.

They pulled apart, both panting.

“I love the way you taste,” the foxgirl said quietly.

Then she took Tybalt by the hand and guided him into her room. He could feel her fingers trembling as she tugged at him, but she didn’t slow down or hesitate at all.

Her room felt more real as he entered it than it ever had before, more lived in. The air there smelled like her, that gentle strawberry scent that probably came from her soap or something.

It was a simple, plain space. Bedding, a wooden box for her clothing, another bag for her other possessions. She had never paid much attention to fixing up the surroundings. Though she also hadn’t been there for long enough to make herself at home.

I don’t need to make this space any better, either, he thought. I’ll take palaces and mansions for her to lay her head down in.

As soon as they were both inside her room, Vidalia reached down to the hem of her dress, lifted it over her head, and threw it aside. Then she stripped her underwear off almost as quickly, finally standing stark naked in front of Tybalt.

This is really happening. He felt the blood flowing down to his manhood instantly in response to her nude form.

“Everything you see belongs to you now,” Vidalia said, grinning. “Officially.”

His eyes traveled up and down her slender body, from her long legs to her almost completely bare sex - a single tuft of fur pointing the way down to pleasure - to her flat stomach to her small breasts and thick, pink nipples, finishing with her face. Her cheeks had reddened slightly under his gaze. She still wasn’t entirely used to his erotic attention.

“So, what do you want to do tonight?” the foxgirl asked after a moment, apparently unable to take the silence.

The necromancer pulled off his shirt in response, then unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear.

Vidalia stepped up to him and kissed his chest, then started kissing her way down his stomach.

“You’re eager,” Tybalt said. “I thought you’d be nervous. We don’t have to rush, you know?” He took her hand. It was still shaking like it had been when she led him in. She was nervous, just hiding it well. “We can take it slow.”

He pulled her up, leaned in, and kissed her softly on the lips. He felt the shiver that ran through her whole body at his touch.

“Um, interesting idea,” she said. “H-How would you do it?”

“How would I…?”

“Well…” Her voice turned sultry. “Describe it for me. How would you take me slow? Would it be like what you did with the paladin, tease me and make me admit that I want it? I definitely liked participating in that, giving you ideas for things to make her say… It was hot. But… you already know I want you. I don’t have any hesitation… I could pretend to resist and then give in to you. Would that be fun? But I can’t hide this…”

She guided one of his hands between her legs. Her puffy lower lips were already wet, though not as much as Tybalt thought he’d noticed the time he went down on her. The nervousness was keeping her from turning into the hot, soaking, horny mess that he knew she could be. She closed her thighs around his fingers and humped into his hand.

He locked eyes with her, then lowered his voice. “How would I do it? I’d worship your body. Kiss and taste every inch of you, head to toe.”

“Um, literally? I bathed earlier, but I don’t know if my feet- ”

He dropped to one knee and kissed the top of her left foot, then her ankle and up to her shin. She began slowly wagging her tail with excitement, and it picked up as he continued kissing his way up her thighs, licking and biting and sucking more of her flesh into his mouth as he moved up, using her ass as a handle to pull her into him.

“Oh, yeah, keep going,” she said in an excited tone. “Mm. You know, I thought about putting you to sleep for this.”

The necromancer kissed her lower lips once, eliciting another bout of full body shivering, then paused as the words she’d just said hit him. “Sleep? Honestly, that sounds like a boring night compared with what we’re actually doing. I hope you won’t be disappointed, but I don’t plan for us to sleep much.”

“Not all the way to sleep. I’ve been practicing a new skill. When Kistana was still really hurt, I trained it up helping her. When she was in pain, I would make her sleep instead of letting it wake her up. At first, I would put my hand on her forehead, but gradually, I figured out how to make Kistana fall asleep from across the room. I used it on you once, when we were about to visit the paladin the first time, but you didn’t seem to realize. The cool thing is that I can make you half-sleep. Your body stays under your control, but your mind is in the dream. You see what I want you to see.”

“What for?” he asked. He looked up into her face as he spoke. So he saw it when her fluffy fox ears drooped slightly.

“I… was going to make myself sexier for you. Big boobs, nicer ass, real makeup, some proper lingerie… maybe no fox ears and tail. Make myself more like the women you’ve been with before. More your type.”

That… if she also just changed her face slightly, that sounds a lot like Brandy. I can’t say it’s not my type at all, but I’m surprised she was still so insecure.

He rose to his full height and took her in his arms.

“You silly vixen, you’re the one I want to sleep with. If I wanted to be with someone without fox ears, I’d find that person. Instead, I’m with you. Because I want you.” He stroked her tail and ears as he spoke, and a low moan rolled through her.

“Y-Yeah, good point, oh… Oh gods, that feels really n-nice…”

“I said I wanted to worship your body. That includes these parts. I love your little reactions when I pet them.”

The scent of her arousal finally began to fill the room after having been subtle for much longer than Tybalt might have expected.

“Oh… yeah,” she said. “I f-figured out that you would just want me to be myself. That’s why I didn’t actually do what I mentioned. You’ve always treated me like I’m sexy, whether it was in a dream where I could play with my appearance, or in real life, so…”

He pulled her into a passionate kiss, grabbing her ass while keeping her tail wrapped around his hand as he did so. She melted into him, hands roaming up and down his chest - and then one of them slid down and found his manhood, already rock hard.

She separated her mouth from his, excitement spreading over her face.

“You know, I want to worship you, too,” the foxgirl said, raising an eyebrow slyly.

She dropped to her knees.

“I think every inch of you is sexy and rugged and strong,” she continued. She kissed the top of his foot, then his ankles, then began kissing up his legs. “I love these feet that brought you across the country to me, these strong legs that you’re going to use to fuck me until I can’t stand up properly…” She made it to his manhood and kissed it from base to tip. “I love this big, yummy, crunchy dick that- ”

Vidalia took his tip into her mouth and began sucking on it with more force than she’d ever used on it before. She seemed to forget that she’d been talking about something as she closed her eyes and took him deeper and deeper. She masturbated the base with her small hand while she enthusiastically applied as much suction as she could with her mouth.

Tybalt took shaky breaths, shook his head, and grinned. Life was good.

He stroked her ears with one hand, rubbed her sensitive nipples with the other, then moved both hands to her ears and started using them - trying to be gentle with them - as handlebars to slowly fuck her face.

I shouldn’t finish in her mouth, he told himself. Tonight is the first time we can have sex without dishonoring her family or violating some norm or whatever. I need to save it…

He groaned as Vidalia applied herself more, jerking more erratically with the hand she was using for that, while with the other, she grabbed his ass and used it to pull her face into him harder and faster.

All of it combined felt pretty powerful, and he could feel himself approaching the edge much more quickly than he wanted to be.

“Uh, um, Vidalia, I think you’d better stop,” the necromancer breathed. “If you keep going for too much longer, I might- ”

There was a loud, wet sound as she slid him out of her mouth.

“What if I want you to?” she said into his shaft, looking up into his face with a gaze that could melt ice. “What if I like the taste of your hot, sticky come in my mouth?” She continued jerking him as she spoke, occasionally licking his tip, but looking deep into his eyes now. “What if I like the idea of making you finish first? You know I’ll get you hard again. So there’s no problem, right?”

Tybalt let out a shaky breath, then smiled.

“Oh, you know exactly what to say.”

“I should, by now. I’ve been dreaming about you since I was barely more than a girl. Now you’re here to make me a woman, finally. You don’t think I’ve thought about this night? Even outside of dreams? Fantasized? Made myself come, thinking about what I would do to you? So, yes. You can finish in my mouth, if you want. It’s just proof that I’m the best. That I can give you more than the others. That’s my goal, you know. To be your favorite.”

“You love dirty talk,” Tybalt observed, his voice going slightly hoarse as Vidalia blew a soft breath against his tip.

“I love the look on your face,” she said. “I love the games we play together. I love you.” Her expression changed for a moment. A flash of something wistful passed over it.

“You’re wild, you know that?” he said quietly. “And I love you, too, you crazy vixen.”

She smiled, and it wasn’t all lust for a moment.

“That’s the first time you’ve said that to me in real life, you know? I didn’t want to say anything, but there was a part of me that hoped you’d say it before you took me. A silly part. I already know how you feel, of course… but you had only said it out loud to Mariella, not to me.”

He swallowed dryly. “Vidalia…”

Is it really true I never told her I loved her before? I guess we haven’t been together very long. The dreams make it feel like years, but in reality, I’ve known her in person exactly as long as Vicky. And Vicky and I are a little more than strangers, for sure, but…

“It’s all right,” Vidalia said. “I’ll always remember the moment you first said you loved me- ” A sparkle of mischief danced through her eyes- “when I was on my knees with your dick in my mouth.” She gave his shaft another pleasurable jerk, both hands wrapped around it now, rubbing up and down with agonizing slowness.

“Yeah, don’t tell our kids about that,” he managed.

“That reminds me!” the foxgirl exclaimed. “Shit. I got so… distracted… that I almost forgot.”

“Forgot what?”

“Never mind about you coming in my mouth this time, all right? I need every bit of your seed in my pussy… because I want you to knock me up.”