Personal Space

"We all need our own space from time to time. What we do in that space is what's important."

Ciaran Xanderson is my OC (as is Kyran Wolf)

(Ilyse belongs to DarkShadow777 (as do Adol and Devany))

(Giovanna belongs to ElCapitanPinneapple)

 This story is a crossover with DarkShadow's ongoing Livantia series, which you can read here.

Extra tags: femboy, dark-elf, arms-behind-back, rough-oral, hair-pull, piledriver, anal, sweat.

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Naturist Club of Mi'riag. More like "Come-Show-Off-Your-Nethers Club of Mi'riag", Ciaran thought as the group walked through the central area of the building. He didn't like being naked in proximity to so many people, but the group needed that information. Plus, seeing Ilyse's naked body made it worth baring his own. Ciaran just hoped his shaft would remain under more control than Prince Adol's, which stood completely upright.

"So who's this person we're looking for again?" Kyran Wolf asked, who was perhaps the only person drawing as many glances as Ilyse. His thick wolf knot was only half mast, yet many women they passed by eyed it with obvious hunger.

Giovanna-Ilyse's Royal Guard-answered. "A human magic user. They supposedly have dark red hair that's a dead giveaway. Ciaran, can you sense anything?"

"Giovanna, I'm a wizard, not a magic detector." Ciaran snarked in response.

"Let's find them quickly. I don't like being here." Ilyse told the group.

"Lies." Devany smiled. "Anybody looking down can easily see-"

"Devany, if you utter one more word of that sentence, I'll magically change your size, bend you over that rock and ram your rear hole until it's a gaping mess." Ciaran told the fairy.

Devany winked at the wizard in answer. "Don't threaten me with a good time, honey." she answered, causing everyone to chuckle.

"Well, hello there beautiful." A young brown-skinned human man came up to the group. Ciaran saw Adol and Giovanna's hands clench into fists. "That's a good looking body you're showing off."

"Like looking at a nude painting in motion." A pale female companion of his added.

Ilyse was blushing hard as they walked to her "Well, th-thank you. B-but I'm only here for-"

"Sweet-cheeks, we know you're only here to bare your sexy self to all the people." A mature-looking female cheetah interrupted.

A crowd was already beginning to gather around the elf, who could only stammer and stutter, not getting more than a few words out at a time. Ciaran didn't want to stick around to watch this. He'd never been a fan of gangbangs, and with it happening to Ilyse... He needed some space. He walked away, making sure not to look back as the people around Ilyse began to get closer.

He found a secluded space a short distance away. Just a wooden couch with a bunch of cushions. After casting a short-range muffle spell with "Obuoluere" (so he wouldn't hear Ilyse's moans and screams) he lay himself down on it. Thoughts of being here alone with Ilyse were unavoidable. Of her straddling his waist and rubbing her pussy up and down his length as they passionately kissed. Of her sweet pussy juices dripping into his mouth as he ate her out. Of her descending onto his thick cock with a scream of pure delight...

A rustling sound somewhere behind the wizard stopped his carriage of thought. He scrambled to sit up and tried to hide his growing erection, badly failing. He looked over to where the sound had come from and a figure stepped out. A male dark elf was walking towards the wizard.

His ebony, slender figure was completely shaven except for his platinum blonde hair, wavy and hanging just below the shoulders. His dark green eyes surveyed Ciaran's body. His own body was only slightly shorter than Ciaran. As he spoke, the wizard noted that his voice was high pitched but still retained some masculinity. "You don't look like someone who comes here often. Business or pleasure?" he ran a slender finger down the trail of hair leading to Ciaran's naval.

"You're assuming I separate the two." Ciaran answered with a smirk. "Ciaran Xanderson."

"Gywn Treeheart." The dark elf replied, sounding as though it was an afterthought. "So, I'm gonna be blunt and honest: I took one look at that growing weapon between your legs and started leaking at the thought of getting wrecked by it. Care to indulge me?"

"Hmm... Lemme think..." Ciaran pretended to mull over it for a few seconds, though he'd already made up his mind.  After all, Ilyse was having herself some fun-why shouldn't he? "I'd love to, but you're missing a word." He teasingly told the elf.

Gwyn got in front of the sofa, knelt and clasped his hands together "Please can you pound my ass until it's a gaping mess?"

"Yes I can." Ciaran answered, smiling.

The dark elf got to his feet and took Ciaran's hand, gently pulling him along. The wizard supposed he had his own special place for such encounters. Gwyn led Ciaran into a small hut with a brown curtain draped over the entrance. A wooden plaque on the side of the doorway had "Gwyn Treeheart" engraved into it.

Gwyn pulled Ciaran close and met their lips together, guiding Ciaran's hands around to his slightly plump rear. The elf's tongue worked into the wizard's mouth, and the wizard accepted it gladly, meeting it with his own. The wizard groped the elf's rear, squeezing it gently and giving it small slaps. The elf's hands were cupped around Ciaran's face, pulling him into the kiss deeper. Ciaran felt himself getting excited already, and his cock touched Gwyn's almost forcefully as it hardened.

Gwyn broke the kiss, leaving a small trail of drool, and whispered lustfully "Can I make another request?"

"If you remember the magic word." Ciaran answered, in the same whisper.

The dark elf replied "I have a serious thing for forced oral. Could you please tie my arms behind my back and shove that monster down my throat?"

Ciaran thought for a second, then chuckled. "Do you want me to pull your hair too?"

The elf's eyes lit up and he smiled widely. "You have no idea how happy I am that you picked up on that so quickly."

"Then turn around-I need to bind your arms." the wizard told the elf, sitting down on the bed. Gwyn turned around, and Ciaran took a moment to appreciate his plump-ish rear. "Ligatis cubitis et manibus." the wizard whispered, hand cast outwards to the elf's arms. Purple ropes appeared around the elf's elbows and wrists before tightening, pulling them together "They okay for you?"

The elf struggled slightly against the binding "A little bit tight. I can feel it digging in a lot."

"Leviter discoperiet." Ciaran whispered, and the ropes loosened very slightly. "How about now?"

"Much better, thanks." Gwyn answered, kneeling in between Ciaran's spread thighs. "But... Give me a second. I've never had a human cock this big before... I'd like to appreciate it a bit first..."

The elf's face met the wizard's shaft and he sniffed deeply, his tongue teasing the side a little. He moved downwards and his lips wrapped around Ciaran's left sack, sucking gently, sending tingles up the entire length. Gwyn continued his treatment by planting small kisses on each ballsack, then kissing his way up to the left side of the shaft, then moving to the right side and pecking down it again. The wizard found himself laying back and enjoying the tickling sensations Gwyn was creating all along his meat.

Gwyn's tongue ran up the side of Ciaran's shaft slowly, savouring every inch afforded to him. It ran up and down both sides, interrupted with more kisses from the elf's mouth. The plump lips wrapped around the head of Ciaran's meat and his tongue teased the slit, coaxing pre out of it. Then it began to circle the head, and the elf lightly sucked, making the wizard sigh in pleasure.

"Okay... I'm ready for this thing to ruin my throat." Gwyn told Ciaran, who sat up and gripped the elf's curtains of hair. Gwyn looked into Ciaran's eyes and nodded.

The wizard pulled with all his strength. "MMMMMFFFF! GGLK!" Gwyn's moan was followed by a definite gag that the wizard instantly reacted to; slacking off his grip, letting the elf pull back.

"You okay?" Ciaran asked, slightly worried.

The elf nodded once, half of Ciaran's thick cock still in his mouth. He took a deep breath in through his nose, and out again. He breathed again, looked the wizard in the eyes and nodded a second time. "If you want me to let go, just close your teeth around me. Preferably gently." the wizard told Gwyn, pulling his hair softer this time, the mouth slowly descending around Ciaran's shaft.

The elf's plump lips slowly engulfed Ciaran's meat as his mouth was pulled further into the wizard's crotch. Ciaran felt the elf suck deeply and his hips jerked, forcing the rest of his cock down Gwyn's throat. "Mmmmph..." The elf moaned as his mouth fully covered the wizard's length. His eyes looked up to the wizard and he nodded. Ciaran stopped pulling and the elf's head slid backwards, only for Ciaran to pull harder and force his cock back down Gwyn's throat.

The wizard began pulling, then slacking his grip, then tightening his hold and pulling again in a fast rhythm. The elf's head was repeatedly yanked onto Ciaran's cock; seeing how his eyes were rolling upwards on every pull, he was loving every second. Ciaran was finding it difficult to keep his grip on Gwyn's hair tight; his mouth was so good.

"Hlllk! Mmhm! Glrk!" The sounds Gwyn's mouth and throat made as they were violated by Ciaran's cock were so salacious, and caused his mouth to vibrate around the entire shaft. His tongue brushed the cock's underside with every tug, and his throat seemed to close slightly around the head. It was so warm and tight. Ciaran found himself grunting or moaning with every pull.

"Mmm! Mmm! MMPH!" The elf's three moans nearly caused Ciaran to shoot his load then and there, but he found enough restraint to pull the elf's mouth fully into his crotch one last time as Gwyn's eyes rolled upwards in bliss. The wizard let go of the elf's hair, and he began to shift his head backwards.

As Ciaran's shafthead popped out of his mouth, leaving a trail of drool and pre, Gwyn gasped for air. His tongue hung out and his eyes were slightly glazed. He gulped and spoke "I... I think I came... just from that..." The white puddle between his legs confirmed his suspicions.

"That makes it my turn. And I know just where I'd like to put it." Ciaran told the elf, cutting the arm binds. "How do you want it?"

"Ever heard of the piledriver?" Gwyn asked.

Ciaran admitted "Uhh... No."

The elf answered "I lay on my upper back with my legs spread so wide my feet almost touch the ground, and you drill downwards into me."

That sounded familiar to the wizard... "You mean the jack hammer?"

"No, that's the blowjob version." Gwyn corrected him, already laying down and spreading his legs apart, giving the wizard a perfect view of his winking hole.

Ciaran got to his feet and his cock jutted outwards, leaking pre from the tip. He spread the elf's cheeks apart and let a few drops of pre join the spit he used to lube the elf's hole with. He poked the entrance with his head twice, but didn't deny Gwyn for long and began to ease his way inside.

The elf's still-leaking cock twitched as Ciaran pushed downwards into his tight ass. The elf bit his lip to stop himself crying out as Ciaran reached halfway in. In one final thrust, Ciaran pushed the rest of his cock in, confident that his partner could easily take it. A squeal of pleasure escaped the elf, who's toes curled tightly.

"Ah, fuck yeah..." Gwyn gasped. "So good..."

"Deep or fast?" Ciaran asked, smirking.

"Both." The elf replied.

Ciaran began to pull back. "Pick one. You'll get both when I've warmed up."

The elf sighed. "Deep."

The wizard obliged, pushing fully downwards, the elf's tightness swallowing his entire shaft. He quickly built a paced and steady rhythm, pushing into Gwyn's warm hole. Although Ciaran had lubed it well, he could still feel the friction pushing against him as he sank inside. Push, pull, push, pull. He could feel the elf's ass loosening slightly with every penetration.

Ciaran began to thrust harder into Gwyn, the elf's ass starting to tighten with every push. His waist smacked against the elf's cheeks with a resounding slap, and was always accompanied by a yelp of bliss from Gwyn's throat. The elf's ass was getting warmer and the friction increased with every thrust the wizard made, and they were coming much faster now.

"An idea coming to him, Ciaran took hold of Gwyn's full-mast cock and began to stroke him with the same paced rhythm with which he fucked the elf's ass. His hand wrapped fully around it with ease, but it was quite long. He pulled on it slightly, his other hand gripping the outside of Gwyn's thigh. "Oh, fuuuck..."Gwyn began to loudly moan in answer to Ciaran's thrusts and strokes "So niiiiiice..." Ciaran realized Gwyn was approaching his climax and began to push into him faster, his hand matching the speed of his hips."

After a few seconds, Gwyn let out a soft squeak of "Cumming!" and his cock shot one, two, three loads onto his torso. Ciaran paused for a moment as the elf came over himself, then ran a finger over his slit. He licked the cum off his finger; it tasted tangy and slightly spicy.

"Now, I believe I promised you both deep and fast." Ciaran told the elf, who's eyes lit up. "I'd bite my lip." he took hold of Gwyn's cock again, using it as a handle.

The wizard began to drill into the elf's hole roughly. His cock pushed into Gwyn with a ferocious tempo. Having disregarded Ciaran's advice, Gwyn was letting out moans of pleasure that cut off each other with each thrust into his ass. Ciaran could feel sweatdrops running down the side of his face and his back, and began to notice them running down Gwyn's torso and legs. He smiled at the sight.

Ciaran's cock pumped into Gwyn's asshole rapidly, as his hand pumped Gwyn's cock. Each thrust pushed every single inch inside, and the wizard could feel his own pleasure starting to build rapidly. Gwyn's moans interrupting each other, the feel of his throbbing cock, the smell of their sweat, the tightness and hot friction; all were beginning to overwhelm him.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he informed his lover.

Tongue hanging out, Gwyn could only breathe "Inside me..."

The wizard pushed inside one last time and felt his self control break. His cock pumped 1, 2, 3 loads into the elf. After he pulled out and backed up a little, the elf's legs just flopped onto the floor, limp. Despite the head rush from the orgasm, Ciaran was still able to grab the elf's hand and pull him to his feet before they fell onto the bed in a tight, sweaty embrace.

The elf and the wizard enfolded each other, Ciaran's cum leaking from Gwyn's ass. How long they lay there, neither kept track. The silence was only broken when Ciaran heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Ciaran? I can smell that you've had some fun but where are you?"

"Over here, Kyran." Ciaran answered, pulling the cute elf close for a tighter embrace.

"Do you have to go?" Gwyn asked, a little sadly.

Ciaran sighed "I'm sorry, but yes."

Kyran Wolf opened the curtain and told them "Not yet he doesn't." he turned to the wizard "Ilyse isn't nearly done yet. I've fucked her ass twice and she's still not satisfied. Shame Trix isn't here-the things she can do with her lightning..."

Ciaran began to laugh "I didn't think you were into that kind of thing."

"I didn't think you were interested in royalty but you've proved me wrong twice." Kyran laughed back "Gonna introduce me to your new friend?"

Ciaran smirked before speaking "Gwyn Treeheart, Kyran Wolf. One of the best fighters in Asmana."

"Asmana?" Gwyn's eyebrows raised as they shook hands "You guys are a long way from home."

"Yeah, we're looking for information on a recent dragon sighting. We were told to look for a dark red haired magic user." Ciaran told him.

"Oh, you mean Cromwade?" Gwyn asked. "He's at the eastern end of the complex-he enjoys the incense burners."

"I'll be staying out of there then." Kyran muttered. Ciaran raised an eyebrow. "Incense makes my eyes water like crazy."

"Well, let's go tell Ilyse and get out of this city. I've felt every possible pair of eyes on me since we got here and it's set my teeth on edge." Ciaran confessed before turning to the elf "Thanks for the help, Gwyn."

"Thank you for the pounding, Ciaran." The elf answered, licking some of the wizard's cum from his fingers.

A surprising sight greeted the wizard's eyes as they reached the area they'd left Ilyse. The elf princess knelt in the centre, drenched in cum. More cum surrounded her, and multiple men and women were laying or sitting down nearby, clearly out of stamina. But the elf still looked unsatisfied. She knelt with her mouth open, waiting for her next lover to come along. Looking slightly closer, the wizard also saw milk dripping steadily from her outward-jutting nipples.

He exchanged looks with Devany before approaching the cum covered princess. "Ilyse, we've found out where our wizard is. Let's go." The wizard informed the elf.

"But... So much cock..." Ilyse panted, her tongue hanging out. "Want... more... Want... yours..." the elf pointed at Ciaran's shaft and lust swelled up in the wizard, but he knew she wasn't herself-it wouldn't be right.

"I can't, Ilyse. I just got finished having fun of my own." Ciaran told her.

"But... I'm still... so hungry... please... Ciaran... give me... your cock..." Ilyse sat there, playing with her leaking breasts, begging the wizard to come and fuck her. The sight both excited and repulsed him. Devany sighed and cast a hand outwards. A short burst of lightning connected to the elf's forehead gem. She let out a squeal and blinked twice. The lustful gleam in her eyes had gone out.

Ilyse gulped and looked around at all the exhausted men and women nearby, and downwards at her own cum-covered body. She didn't need to ask what had happened. As she stood up, she looked deeply embarrassed, and ashamed.

"Look on the bright side; they say that semen is good for skin." Ciaran told her, trying to lighten the mood.

Adol chuckled "Yeah, and with all of that, yours will stay fresh for the next week!"

Ilyse looked up towards them both and spoke "What? Why... why do I... This is your fault, right? YOU!" she marched to Adol, pulling a fist back, before swinging it forwards and slapping him across the face.

"What? What did I do?! He's the one who made the joke!" Adol pointed to Ciaran, who was just relieved to have not gotten a slap.

"You... Adol, you're a... A pervert!" Ilyse told him, looking so ready to smack him again that he took a step backwards.

Ciaran reached out his left hand and whispered "Tepid aqua imber." A shot of warm water gushed from his 4 fingers and washed the cum off of the elf, and she nodded a quick thank-you, still too angry at Adol to say the words. "We've found our wizard, Ilyse. Let's get going."

As the group followed the wizard and wolf, the fairy told the princess "You need to slow down, and that's me saying that."

Ilyse pouted her lips and pointed at the fairy, red flooding her cheeks "You... You shut up! I... I can't help it!"

The wizard and Kyran exchanged a look as they walked. The wolf nodded to Ciaran's unspoken question, and the wizard took a step back before tentatively wrapping his arm around Ilyse's shoulders. That she didn't throw it off lifted the wizard's heart. He pulled her slightly closer and she gave a sigh, though he couldn't tell what of.

Catching Devany's eye, he pointed at her and mouthed "Not a word." to which she just giggled and winked.

"I can smell incense, and the elf Ciaran probed said our guy likes the stuff. We're getting close." Kyran told the group.

The elf he 'probed'. Really? Ciaran could tell that Kyran just couldn't resist making that joke, and rolled his eyes as they passed a sign welcoming them to the eastern section of the club.