Uwe and Ash, part 1

Uwe and Ash, part 1
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Ah, the great hot springs of the north! Great place for a vacation, very popular, and until recently occupied by some evil nasty hobgoblins. Thankfully, a party of adventurers showed up and kicked them away!

It was evening now. There were no more hobgoblins in sight, and Asherun the paladin felt like it would be the time to relax a little. It was so hot in here, even though it was winter outside: the earth itself heating up the springs to a highly favourable temperatures, blowing steam everywhere, and making her feel incredibly warm in her armor and clothes. Good deeds and smiting were done for the day, there was nothing left here to beat up, and it was time for personal relaxation and comfort.

And so, as quickly as she possibly could, the dragonborn got rid of her protection and clothing, letting the steam over to her naked skin, chose a pool, and slid into the warm waters. "Ohh," she went out loud. "Man..." It really was incredibly comfortable, her exhausted and beat-up flesh being caressed by the warmth, making her feel so relaxed. She let herself sink in neck-deep, sighing blissfully as her tense muscles yielded and unwinded...

Meanwhile, another shape was walking across the springs: quite a bit smaller, wearing a red ragged cloak and carrying expensive magical equipment. Uwe the wizard was taking a casual walk through the hot springs, his magical reserves almost exhausted in battle, taxing him physically as well, and making him feel like he could do for some break. Deep upon his thoughts, he almost stumbled upon the pieces of armor that he did not quite manage to see through the steam before it was almost too late.

Curiously, he bowed down to examine the pieces of metal, and the clothing next to them. He recognized these very well, and suddenly felt himself shiver and his heart beat faster, for he had an inkling of what this meant. Creeping around, he swiftly located the owner of these clothes, now relaxing in one of the pools nearby, and grinned widely as he began to strip down himself, leaving his own clothes and books and stuff to the same place the other had left them...

"Cannonball!" Ash was almost sleeping by this point, so relaxed she was, but the sudden exclamation broke it and brought her back to the world of the wakings: half a second later, her face was splashed with hot water as something else joined her in the spring. Startled, she looked into the pool, and saw the small head of a kobold pop into surface, grinning at her widely as he approached. "Did I surprise you?", Uwe asked, as he wrapped his arms around her neck and pressed his muzzle on her cheek.

"Mmh... maybe a little bit," Ash mused, as her own arms went around the smaller body and pulled him closer to her, pressing him against her neck and chest. He chuckled and did not resist, letting the warm waters and the large dragonborn body heat him up and make him relax... his tail swished casually in the waters, occasionally stroking against her stomach and tickling her. His muzzle went higher, his lips meeting hers, and she responded favourably, kissing him softly, tenderly, and long.

Her hands stroked around the kobold, feeling muscle under his skin, making him tremble under the touch... while one set of fingers set up higher to caress his head, the other slid all the lower, to the tip of his tail, petting it, before getting a bit higher to his bottom, groping and squeezing. He jumped and gasped in surprise, "Nnh," before letting her press him all the closer to her. Much to her additional delight, she also felt a new kind of warmth against her upper stomach... so small, but so very enticing and interesting. She giggled as the hand on his butt pushed him closer again, making him gasp.

But Uwe would not be left second in this game... as he felt himself sliding against her, a pleasurable wave hitting through him each time his intimate regions stroked against her flesh, his own hands went on lower, and found purchase upon her chest, groping, making her gasp. "O-okay... that's good..." He smirked, his muzzle pressing against her collarbone and licking, while his fingers went on stroking her, nibbling her, even pinching, which really made her jump. "Oh!"

Ash went on to raise the stakes even more, lifting herself from the spring slightly, exposing her chest to the air. Delightful for this new turn of events, Uwe moved his tongue over to them, suckling and nibbling and lapping a breast, quickly, heatedly. He felt his heart beat on faster as her lower hand began to move, leaving his rear, and instead squeezing on his front... he gasped as the fingers gently grasped around him underwater, stroking and petting, making him feel good and loved. "Ash..." He began to move his loins at the same pace the hand did move, pulling away from it slowly, only to push right back to the warm digits, all the while continuing to grope and lick her himself.

Ash gasped as she felt a new tingling between her legs, as his tail was now moving very purposefully, tickling her from some very noticeable places, tingling her just like his hands and tongue did on her chest. "Ohh..." His tail was incredibly dextrous and flexible, pushing on between her folds gently, probing in deeper, and making her moan loudly. Her own hand instinctively squeezed him and made him gasp. "W-want to finish this...?", he managed. "I can't last for t-too long anymore..."

She agreed, and nodded, preparing to rise up from the spring... but finding that she could not. "It's too hot in here," she gasped. "Too comfortable... don't want to get up... sorry." He exhaled, slowly got up to her mouth, and kissed her deep, and tenderly, his tongue pushing into her mouth, met with hers... she moaned into the kiss and hugged him tighter, his other hand leaving his length and returning to his back... When he broke it, he spoke again: "That's okay, I've got a spell for that..."

Ash just giggled as Uwe began his casting: she loved his magical shenanigans, and considered him being a wizard one of the greatest blessings the world ever had offered to her. The second greatest, possibly, right after how he himself had taken notice of her that one day so long ago and started all this. Magical energies tingled her skin as he mumbled, the insides of her nose as she breathed in heavily, tickling her... the casting only took some seconds, but considering her current state of being, how excited and anxious she was, it felt like it lasted forever.

Uwe had not used this spell often: the last time there had been use for it had been when they had explored the ancient sunken empire... he had many fond memories of that trip. He would probably have some more of this one, as he finished casting, and immediately dived. Taking a deep breath of hot water into his lungs, like it was air, he opened his eyes for a very clear and intimate view of his lover's shape. He moved closer again, caressing her sides and planting little kisses on her abdomen and lower stomach, feeling her tremble as he approached more dangerous waters... the only regret he had was that he could not hear her moan. Oh well, it was a price worth paying, he decided, as his hands slided on her hips and his muzzle pressed against her mound.

Ash led out a heavy gasp as she felt the little tongue lapping her nethers... he did not show her any mercy, licking and kissing her for a score of seconds, bringing her very close to the end, before moving higher up again. She immediately brought her hands to bear to press him tighter against her, one on his back and the other at his rump, squeezing, encouraging him closer... he wasted no time to slip inside, drawing another gasp from her as she was forced to accommodate his length rather quickly, then relaxed with a sigh. He, in the meantime, pulled back out, then inside once more, finding his own rhytm with her rather quickly and routinely.

Even with the water involved, there was not much friction, letting Uwe move around quite well, his body fitting in very snugly with hers. His tongue set out to work once more, as well, moving on her stomach with him like the current... he felt another shiver under him as he did so, her fingertips squeezing him just a bit harder, and, unable to hear her actual gasps and moans, savoured those little signs of her enjoyment like a thirsty man in the middle of the desert. He could have kept this up, and it would have taken them a very short time to finish, but he still had some more tricks up his sleeve (though his sleeves were elsewhere, along with the rest of his clothes): he began to mutter arcane words once more, feeling rather happy about the water muffling it.

She did not care that he could not hear her: there was no way Ash could have kept her mouth shut in this situation. She sighed, gasped, and gave an occasional loud moan, as he worked with her, squeezing him against her with her own hands in the meantime. He was going relaxedly and with no rush, cuddling and feeling and kissing her while moving in and out in a slow pace... they were in no rush, though, so she could not complain. It was nice, after all.

Then, one hand left her body, a simple movement that broke the illusion. It waved around the water, and she could barely feel that the water moved along with it, around them... very relaxedly first, but then with all the more strength, until there was no mistaking it. Another spell had been cast, and the warm waters were moving around her and caressing around like his hands had been just a moment ago, and like they continued to do now. Some of it even squeezed her backside! She knew this happened, because the kobold's real hands were at the moment at her sides and hips... she gave a loud gasp of surprise as a bit of the stuff prodded against her rear end, finding new ways to intrude into her, while some more splashed around to reach her chest.

She giggled at the magical affections of the warm water, the little laughter turning into yet another moan of pleasure as Uwe took the opportunity to pick up speed... and then she laughed again when some water purposefuly tickled the soles of her feet! This stuff really knew what it was doing. It was half by her own volition, half by the gentle pulls and encouragement of the semi-sentient liquid, that led into her sliding back down once more, neck-deep... immediately, the hot spring took the opportunity to grope her in its earnest, squeeze and rub her breasts and pinch the little nubs at their ends, drawing some more moans of pleasure from her. She was getting close, feeling the pressure inside her grow...

She had begun to rub and massage him, both his back and his butt, with quite a bit of strength now... she had to be close, and she was not the only one. Uwe was pounding her with all his strength now, almost feeling how she sucked him back inside her whenever he moved in, and feeling great longing at every movement outside. The problem was made worse by the hand on his backside, squeezing him and actively trying to keep him inside, as if she subconsciously thought that the movement and thrusting were not the sources of pleasure, simply wishing to be close to him. He could not blame her, of course, but nonetheless...

It was when a single finger found a place somewhere else, wriggling its way under his tail and trying to move ever further, that he was pushed over the edge: he screamed, loud enough for her to hear, underwater or not, as he came. His heart was trying to beat its way through his ribs and chest, pumping blood around his body to power him up in the moment of climax. His hands squeezed against her sides, almost burying his fingers into her, as the magical waves around him were outmatched by the waves of pleasure within... he felt her squeeze around him, clam on him like a vice, signalling her own peak and helping in its own way to squeeze every single bit out of his body.

She was screaming until her lungs were dry, as the climax hit. She felt him pulse and throb at the same rhytm with her, joining them in their pleasure, as he was simultaneously filling her with endless warmth... the waters around her subsided, the hands squeezing him relaxed, and she took a deep breath, sighing it all out as the afterglow began. He was still coming, she noted lazily. It lasted for a long time. When it at last ended, it was replaced with squirming, rather powerful considering his current state of weakness and exhaustion.

She let go, and he clawed up her body, hitting the surface and gasping breaths of deep air. Eyes wide, he breathed in and out for several seconds, before finally collapsing on top of her, her hands pulling him closer again. She felt him wrap his own arms around her neck and shoulders, sighing happily.

"The spell ran out...?", she asked lazily.

"Mm-hm...", he managed. There was a lazy nuzzling against her neck and cheeck: she thought there might have been a kiss, but he was too tired even for that. Fine with her.

"T-that was fun," Asherun finally whispered, weakly, but there was no response. Only heavy breathing. Uwe was asleep.

She merely kept on hugging him.