Uwe and Ash, part 2

Uwe and Ash, part 2
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Such a beautiful sunset, Asherun mused. It painted the sky around and above, and the lake below, in bright orange, and gave the pine forests to her right a darker hue. Quite pretty indeed, and well-deserved after a long, hard day's work of beating up evildoers and working for good and justice and stuff like that.

The dragonborn had removed her armor, which she hopefully no longer required for the day, and was almost done cleaning it up from all the dirt and blood (some of it her own) that had accumulated there on the last twelve hours or so. However, the diligence and dutifulness of a paladin is greatly exaggerated, and as such she would find plenty of time in the day to enjoy things less deadly and serious - such as the sunset right here. What was the point of fighting for things if you never enjoyed them, after all?

Well, the camp was now up, there were no more goblins or evil sorcerers to kick, and her armor was clean once more. She could sit back and relax. Her chosen place was quite a bit away from the rest of the party and their camp, where her search for the best spot had been leading her. She allowed her eyes to lull half shut as she enjoyed the scenery and the gentle, warm summer breeze that blew on her skin and whatever light clothing she was still wearing...

...only to snap them back open when someone whispered right next to her ear: "It's not as pretty as you."

Gasping loudly, Asherun sat upright and grasped for her sword for a moment, before recognizing the voice, now laughing - the sound was in an innocent, fairly high-pitched, childish, slightly yipping tone. She frowned at the general direction of the laughter, but saw absolutely nothing: more magical shenanigans, she presumed. "Uwe, you scared me," she said, still breathing a bit faster from the surprise.

Something landed on her lap and put a slight pressure over her thighs and lower stomach. Her breathing became steady once more as she felt skin pressing against her, small hands enfolding her neck, and the blow of warm breath on her cheek, as Uwe the invisible kobold nuzzled her. "I thought paladins were fearless," he whispered, with more than a little bit amusement in his voice.

"Well... you did surprise me, at the very least." She gasped again as something warm, wet, and raspy trailed across the side of her neck, basking it with a faint layer of moisture and sending shivers up and down her spine. The dragonborn responded in kind by pressing her own head against it, feeling skin and scales and the occasional small horn, while her hands moved from her sides to embrace the small invisible creature closer against her: one of them found the back of his head and lay rest there, while the other landed on the nape of his neck and slowly, tenderly, stroked down across his back, all the way to the bottom, visiting the base of his tail, squeezing his rear a bit, and finally setting upon his thigh and pressing it closer on her. She found not a single speck of clothing over him, which was hardly a surprise by this point.

"Mmm..." He shivered and groaned in response to her touches, turning his own affections downwards, planting a series of quick, gentle kisses along her neck and the opening of her shirt, while his hands left their designated spots and faded somewhere outside her reach. His muzzle met clothing, and the lips and tongue disappeared as it was picked in between invisible jaws and tugged upwards. Two sets of fingers returned to meet her skin, somewhere around her waist, sliding up her smooth skin, taking the shirt along with them.

Giggling, she allowed herself to fall down on her back, on the soft grass, pulling her invisible lover along with her, before raising her hands and allowing her shirt to pass them and her head. "Ohh, Ash...", someone whispered from above her: she could feel a blush rising over her cheeks, for though she did not see his gaze, she knew where it was currently affixed. The piece of clothing they had just gotten rid of was floating several inches in air next to her, for a moment, before being casually tossed aside and discarded. With a low growl, Uwe lowered himself back over her, yielding a moan from her as his hands and tongue began to explore the newly revealed skin. "That feels nice..."

As one of Ash's own hands returned over his back to urge him upon his fondling and caressing, the other one hurriedly slid lower, grasping her shorts and pulling them off her increasingly heated loins. Now over her ankles, she casually kicked them away, without paying much attention at where they would go: as it turned out, they landed (with a bit of assistance from the wind) right over her and Uwe, who was at the moment preoccupied at suckling and lapping her as if he was but a hatchling, all the while continuing to grope her with both hands. He paid no attention to the cloth that was now covering half of his invisible form.

The dragonborn shivered as the tongue and greedy fingers, after a fair amount of time, finally let go of her chest and turned their attention further south. "Ahh..." They leisurely, almost painfully so, covered every single portion of her stomach and sides, tempting and torturing and tickling her. There was a set of toes brushing her inner thigh, aimlessly enough, soon to be joined with a tail as the kobold slowly trailed lower. Ash sighed as her lower abdomen was covered by the warmth and wetness, and trembled when the small fingers parted and went along her legs, coaxing them apart.

She had been fairly inactive until now, and although she was fairly tempted to allow that state to continue and let Uwe keep going a bit further, she did manage to gather up enough willpower to break out of it. The kobold yelled out in surprise as two large hands discovered his invisible body, pulled him away from his lover - her pants fell away from them and on to the ground - and threw him back on ground on his stomach, where she joined with him immediately afterwards. "My turn," Ash whispered to where she figured his ear would be, before bringing her tongue to bear and tasting the unseen skin and scales below her.

"Wha-... wh- ohh..." His vain struggling quickly ceased under her firm hand, unrelenting tongue, and warm lips, replaced by a powerful shiver as she continued upon her affections. His body was small and her mouth quite big, allowing her to cover very much ground in reasonably short time: she quickly moved over his shoulders, his back, lower back, and finally elicited a loud moan from her subject as she spent quite a bit more time with his rear end that would have been strictly necessary: it was a very cute butt, after all, even if she couldn't see it at the moment.

Her free hand - the other one was still pinning him down - trailed across his bottom and discovered his tail, swinging quite wildly through the air. Grabbing it, she brought its end over at her jaws, and gave it a quick sharp peck. "Oww..."

Ash felt no further resistance as she turned him around, on his back. Her hand trailed upwards, found his head and muzzle, and lips, to which she pressed her own: "Mmm..." They responded in kind, pushing against her, his small tongue prodding out and into her mouth and feeling her teeth... she felt small hands on her neck, urging her further to keep the contact, while her own hands once again continued wandering across the curves of the small unseen body below her, probing and investigating every nook and cranny - except for that one very special spot, which they intentionally missed.

Eventually her lips left his, and began to travel further south. He let out a low whimper as she explored his front the same way she had done to his back, letting her tongue feel what her eyes couldn't see, painting her mind's eye a very clear picture of every single inch of the hot and ripped and cute kobold that was pinned under her. Within mere seconds there was but one place left, a place she had intentionally and very logically saved for the last: both lovers trembled in excitement as she took a few experimental licks over his length, before taking it all to her mouth, with a suitable reaction from its owner: "A-ahh...!"

The dragonborn lapped him mercilessly, bobbing up and down his length without much hurry, circling her tongue around his girth, and letting her ears feed upon his heavy breathing and erratic moaning, which only served to stimulate her even further. Barely noting the small trickle of moisture pouring down her own thigh, she paid more attention to the small kobold hands pressing against the forehead, the thighs that were so desperately trying to clam her head between them, the hips pushing themselves rhythmically against her, trying to press her evening meal further into her throat. There was an occasional stray droplet of his life essence, each of which she eagerly swallowed, but the main prize still eluded her.

"Ahh...! Th-that's...", Uwe muttered, only serving to increase his sweetheart's endeavors over him. "I... I'll show y-you... Eh-y-ya-ya-yahaah—e'yayayaaaa..." His hands had left her head, but she barely noticed. "Ngh'aaaaa... ngh'aaa... h'yuh... h'yuh..." She thought that these were still the same pantings and moanings of a guy trying to hold himself back, and that was her folly: had she realized it sooner, she might have managed to disrupt his spellcasting, then finish him off. Instead, she suddenly found that her delicious snack, and the entire body under her hands, had vanished without a trace.

It took her a second to regain her composure and realize what had just happened - then another to fathom that she was currently lying on her stomach on the ground, naked and butt raised, with an invisible perverted kobold somewhere nearby. She quickly stood back up on her knees.

The sun had almost set. The wind seemed much colder than a moment ago, but she figured this was probably because her own body was so much hotter in comparison. Ash was panting, and her heart beat fast, for fairly obvious reasons: she looked around warily, sniffing air, trying to listen any movement around her, but all she heard was the rustling of wind against grass. She did not wish to let the kobold get a drop on he-

"Gotcha!", something called from the darkness.

"Eep!", she let out a tiny yelp as an invisible force tried to tackle her from behind. It was much too small to succeed in pushing her down, so it instead settled upon latching on to her, groping her stomach and bottom shamelessly, while another warm and wet organ set on to work on her back. Something else, hot and solid, was pressed against her rear, unnerving her greatly. The unseen one behind her let out a low chuckle, as the hand preoccupied with her stomach slowly slid lower, discovering all new parts to touch, hot and wet: "Uwe..." Ash trembled as it made contact with her nether regions, the palm rubbing her slowly and intimately, his thumb prodding and pushing her beside it, and four other fingers investigating even lower - a single especially bold one going very deep indeed.

She whimpered. "Mmm... You're so warm..." Uwe whispered, his voice full of honey. The grasp at her bottom eased, moving its palm and fingers up to her front, exploring her thigh and sending a pleasant tingle up the dragonborn's spine, before gliding upwards, over her stomach. And there it stopped, gently rubbing and massaging her skin and flesh, while the hand between her legs grew even more daring, another finger slipping deep within her, exploring her thoroughly. "Yess..." The tongue lapping her back had itself grown faster and more urgent, while another source of wetness was spreading across her inner thighs in large quantities.

Ash briefly wondered if she should break free of his grasp and regain control of the situation: certainly she was much bigger and stronger than Uwe, and more than capable of dominating him physically if she so wanted. Perhaps he sensed her intentions, for at exactly that moment the hitherto gentle fingers at her nethers chose to switch on a new gear, pulling out and quickly ramming themselves in with all the force they could muster: the dragonborn gasped deep, all thoughts of resistance purged from her. "It's good, isn't it...?", he asked from behind her.

Her fists dropped to the ground and closed, burying in soil and grasping dirt and grass, trying desperately to find more support from somewhere - all the while her loins began to move, in the same place his palms and fingers pleasuring her did, desperately humping the invisible force in front of her, urging a quiet growl from its owner. "Ohh..." She sighed blissfully as the hand further doubled its efforts over her, throwing her head back to face the sky, and moving her separated legs together instinctively, all the pleasure welling up inside her about to reach the breaking point. "I- I don't think I can l-last much longer..." And that was the honest truth of things.

She felt him press his whole body closer to her, the warmth of his chest and belly and hips feeling all the more, a long and flexible organ - his tail - wrapping itself around her, a low groan being heard from behind her at the sensation of the swollen heat between his legs making contact with her lower back - it was this final touch, so warm and so intimate, that finally managed to push her over the edge. The peak of pleasure she just reached spread quickly from her crotch to every inch of her body, locking out her lungs momentarily before allowing her to yell out her delight to all the world around her. It was not a particularly loud call, frequently cut out by her heavy, uneven breathing, but it spoke a clear message to the one whose ears it was meant to: the kobold chuckled in approval, but it was cut out by a tiny yelp of surprise as large dragonborn hands, dirty and soiled from the earth they were buried into only a moment before, moved on behind her and easily discovered his bottom, invisible or not, roughly squeezing it with both hands and pressing it against her. "Ohh...!"

They spent a good while there without doing anything, as Ash rode the aftershocks of her climax and waited for her breathing to stable, pushing Uwe's small body closer to her back... before giving in to her worn-out body, and letting herself to fall to the ground to her side, pulling her invisible lover along with her. One of her hands moved below her to meet the ground, while the other one grasped the smaller hand that was still lying on her stomach, closing around it affectionately. He didn't resist, allowing himself to be dragged along with her, his other hand still buried deep within her, feeding upon the beating and throbbing of its wet heat. Aside from heavy, raspy breathing, and an occasional growl or whimper, all was silent.

She let out a bit of a whine as the hand finally left her depths: it didn't return to meet her touch in quite a while, although she could hear some silent lapping, suckling noises from behind her, accompanied with an occasional "Mmm...", that made it clear what he was doing. The other hand also left her grasp momentarily: she gasped as she felt weight on her side, the feeling of a small body crawling over it and to her front, settling comfortably between her bust. Two sets of fingers - one of them still wet - found her shoulders and took support from there, while a familiar, and pleasant, warm wetness assaulted her lips as an invisible muzzle was pressed against it.

The kiss began as faint and gentle, but quickly grew in intensity as they both threw themselves fully into it: much to her amusement, Ash could taste a faint tinge of something else in his mouth, something sweet and familiar in its own right. She giggled, pressing her hand into thin air above her chest and finding his back, pushing it closer to her in a hug - and discovering another feeling over at her stomach, which prompted her other hand to investigate between the two bodies, finding his lower stomach and investigating lower along his invisible flesh. Uwe broke the kiss as she made contact, in a favour of a heated gasp of her name: "A-Ash...!"

"Maybe I should finish you off right now...", she mused dreamily, as her hand lazily rubbed him, trembling every bit of his unseen body that she could feel and urging another groan from his throat.

"P-please don't...", he begged, his voice but a hushed whisper. "I can-... I still have one more trick up my sleeve... I'm sure you'll love it."

"Oh...?" Feeling hot again, as well as intrigued, the dragonborn stopped the movement of her hand, staying it in its place between the two bodies, where it was warm. Apparently taking this as a sign of approval, the kobold hands left her body, and she could hear faint humming from above her, as he began to cast another spell. Moments later, she felt movement under her hand, as if he was getting up... but she could also still feel his stomach and chest against hers. Which were, incidentally, spreading across a much wider area, applying more weight and pressure against her. In other words, he was growing.

"Guess what I am now," the voice said. It was low and gruff, so very different from how Uwe had sounded until now. The body Ash was now touching had changed as well: she whimpered as her hands trailed across it, exploring for the first time the completely unfamiliar form above her, one she had never seen before or in the present, clothed or bare. If she had not been a paladin, she might have been the slightest bit afraid in her situation.

It was much larger and heavier, rivaling her own body in size. His horns were gone, replaced by warm, thick hair all over his head, continuing to cover the back of his neck and shoulders. His face had changed much more than just becoming larger: his muzzle was gone, replaced by a primate nose and proportionally large jaw. Feeling around his cheeks she discovered that he was grinning, and his teeth were as sharp as ever, with a couple tusks added in for flavour. And he actually had a beard now! Her other hand investigated his lower portions, discovering that not only was his tail gone, but also that his so wonderful ass was no longer fun sized, although it was still fun to grope - he shivered as she did so. The hand continued upon its trail, discovering his much more bulky thigh, almost like a tree trunk, before going even further and finding...

"Ohh, yess...!", she whispered raptly, as Uwe the invisible orc apparently decided her time was up, lowering his lips over to hers and kissing her passionately, a gesture to which she responded with equal fervor. It was a bigger mouth made for better smooching. Her body arched up to meet the two large, rough, clumsy objects that she assumed were his new hands, fondling and caressing her in a rather hamfisted manner, so different from the shrewd, nimble fingers that were usually unleashed upon her. They could cover much more ground in much smaller time, though. And grope her entire bust all at onc- "Ahh!"

He broke the kiss. "Sorry."

"N-no, it's fine...", she panted. "You just really surprised me with that. Keep going."

He did as was told, the warmth of his mouth returning back to her, only this time at her cheeks and neck instead of her muzzle. He planted quick kisses here and there, slowly moving downwards, while his hands also left their designated positions to trail lower across her body. She herself was feeling him intently, fumbling around skin and flesh beyond her vision, one wandering feverishly across his back, sides, and the nape of his neck, while the other one was, in contrast, affixed to a relatively small and very delicate portion of him, rubbing and stroking around it, guiding it along as its owner moved on lower still, finding a good spot atop her. "Okay, I'm..."

"Y-yeah... Go ahead." She positively squealed as he moved beyond the reach of her hand, slipping inside, filling her in the kind of ways he had never done before, and stretching her in a bizarre way for all the empty dark wilderness to see. He tried to be slow and gentle, but it didn't particularly work, him being what he was: she gasped loudly to his attempts. Once he was done, he settled down upon her once more, and they didn't move at all for quite a long time. They simply breathed, rather heavily, their stomachs moving against each other... eventually she moved her hips and wrapped her legs around his waist, and he took this as a signal that she was ready, slowly moving himself out of her, only to fill her again just as slow. Ash just closed her eyes and moaned lowly, gripping him tight with all four limbs of hers: it felt very good, she decided, even if it took some time getting used to.

Their first time together had, in retrospect, been rather mundane: sure, they had had a great deal of fun together, despite their general inexperience with these matters and all the physical issues still to be overcome, but it could never have been compared to any subsequent night together, by the sole reason that he didn't use any magic back then. The dragonborn didn't know why he had chosen to become a wizard, instead of a sorcerer as was more customary for his kind, and he had never told her, but it did give him a nigh endless supply of tricks and stunts in bedroom, ensuring that no two times they slept together would ever be the same.

Conjuring enticing, alluring scents and lights and sounds was the least of his tricks, and the one most commonly used. Or he could make the bed shake, float, or fly through the air. He could give his already nimble fingers truly unnatural grace and dexterity, or grant himself the strength and ferocity of something three times his size. Those little hands held the power of making her scream his name in pleasure without ever physically touching him. They had done it in the hot, soft desert sands, the cold and wet mountain snow, the depths of the dark ocean, without any ill effects. Among other things. Oh and, then those wands... she couldn't forget about the wands, yes...

Right now he was a large, invisible force, smoothly moving in and out of her, without rush, taking it slow for now... "Ohh, Uwe...", she whispered, her chest rising up to meet his, while one roughly picked up her rear and lifted it upwards, producing an erratic giggle from her, quickly cut by another gasp as he moved back inside her. He was picking up the pace now, intent on lifting her to until now unknown heights of pleasure, pumping back inside a little bit faster each time, giving an occasional growl of his own, each of which sending a shiver in her spine and made her feel all the more heated and needy. His hot breath across her face, musky and powerful and manly, did not help matters at all.

Ash, on her own part, contributed by burying her claws into his skin, to see if she could get him even closer to her, managing to yield a loud snarl from him as she did so. He, meanwhile, had reached the very top of his speed, pounding her with all the force and ferality this new form could hold, getting her to moan loudly with each thrust inside. "Oh, yes... yess...! That's g-good..." She felt invisible jaws closing in around a sliver of skin on her neck, biting her and forcing her to yelp, the sharp pain of love sending another wave of pleasure throughout her body, of very different frequency than the ones leaving her nether. They met somewhere in the middle and mingled.

Uwe reached the top first, this time: one of her hands had slid towards his rear, giving it another strategically placed grope, that had pushed him over the edge, seeing him to the mighty shout of his first release of the night. She laughed at him, hearing his cry and knowing that she had reached her goal - but her joy was only momentary, for it was only the barest fraction of a second later when he finally got her even, the hot bursts of his essence filling the dragonborn, in far larger volumes than ever before, and sending her to a fearsome roar of her own, one that shook the ground, and could have made even her great ancestors proud, unless perhaps because it was let out in such an embarrassing situation.

She clinged on to him with all her quickly draining might, each wave of pleasure coursing through her leaving her weaker and more in his mercy - had he managed to summon any more strength than that, that is, which he couldn't. His hand left her bottom and slid to her lower back, while they both crashed to the ground with a mighty thud as his other hand, apparently having supported them mid-air until now, joined the first one below her. They lay there for a long time together, in a complete silence, just panting, enjoying the afterglow and the touches of each other, and the cool air assaulting their skin. Minutes passed.

She barely registered as all that muscle and flesh above her and under her began to disappear again, as it shrank down, eventually ending up as nothing but a small bundle on her stomach. "Hey...", it said.

"Yeah...?"

"Have I ever said... that I love you?" The cover of invisibility fell and blew away in the darkness, revealing Uwe the kobold for her eyes for the first time since she had left the camp, looking directly at her. He was tired, his eyes were half-closed, his tail swinging lazily on their side, and he was still breathing heavily... but he was also smiling. Ash stroked his forehead, and he closed his eyes fully and pushed his head against it affectionately to meet the touch.

"Yeah... Once or twice." She was grinning as well, as he crawled forwards on her body and pressed his muzzle against her in a kiss. All the passion and fervor had vanished, leaving it but a faint touch... a touch of the purest emotion and love. "So...", she asked, once he had pulled away from her. "What were you thinking for the next time...?"

He looked thoughtful. "Well... You know, the clouds...? Ever wanting to check out if they really are as soft as they look?"

She gave a tired giggle. "You're joking."

"Nyu-uh."

"That's impossible."

"Oh, you'll see..." He yawned, and said nothing more. She wrapped her arms around him, taking care on not to wake him up, and closed her eyes, once again cutting him out of her sight.

It did not matter, though: she would see him once again in the morning. And perhaps, later still, up in the clouds.