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Zemiki leaned on G’raha’s shoulder and smiled. “What are you reading?”
She hadn’t been paying attention to the books he kept swapping between as they sat out in the grass, leaned up against some rocks behind the Annex. In her hands was an embroidery loop in one hand and a needle in another.
“Just a book on the different regions of the star.” He hummed, wrapping one hand around her bare shoulder and squeezing her close. He looked down to her busy hands. “That is looking rather nice!”
Zemiki was working on a simple little dress, much smaller than for an adult. She smiled and looked up into his eyes. “Thank you, sweety.”
Returning the smile but tilting his head. “Isn’t it a little small, or is it for Krile or Tataru?” He hummed and shook his head slightly. “But it's a little too… childlike, don’t you think?”
She smiled and kept working on it, not looking back up at him. “Is the hint too subtle, or does the wise Exarch need me to be straight forward?”
G’raha didn’t respond right away, staring at the little embroidered dress in her hands, then it hit him and he jumped a little. “We’re not?!”
She laughed and slapped him on the back. “No!” Grinning at him and rocking a little. “At least.” Her tone switched to be more devious. “Not yet…”
He nearly had a panic attack at the thought that she might, given they had only slept together once, and it was back before they had saved the star from The Final Days. He sighed a breath of relief and looked down at her. She was back to working on the little dress and humming. He couldn’t help but adore how fixated she was on it and wished she almost was with his kit. How it would joy him to watch her grow, knowing full well it was his little one growing inside her. He was so lost in his daydream that he didn’t realize she was staring back up at him, grinning again.
“Something on your mind?” she poked him in the chest.
Thinking first, then leaning down to pull her into a kiss then pulling away slightly. “Maybe that can become a reality here soon.”
“What can become a reality?”
The voice of Krile shocked the pair, she snuck up on them without a sound and was already by their feet before they had a chance to explain. She looked down to the little dress in Zemiki’s hands and looked at them both.
“Don’t tell me you two are planning something” She grinned slyly.
“Not at all! Just idle musings!” G’raha slammed the book in his hand shut and proceeded to stand. Once up he put out his hand to help Zemiki stand as well.
Krile laughed. “Oh yes! Just idle musings indeed!”
“What brings you over here Krile, I had thought you were busy within the Annex with paperwork?” Zemiki chimed in while patting the grass and dirt off her backside and tail.
“I decided to go for a walk, to get some fresh air.” She huffed. “Those rooms can easily become stuffy and smelling of old tomes, especially when there are no windows to open. When I came along the path leading to the Studium, I caught a glimpse of you two on the grass and decided to see if you wanted to join me for some food.”
“I could use something to eat, we have been out here most of the morning!”
G’raha nodded and picked up the books he brought with him. “I will drop these off inside the Annex before we head down.”
“Krile and I will see you down there, I will get our order started. You want a burger, like usual?”
“A few simple sandwiches will do, actually.” He dusted the dirt off some of the books that had been laying on the direct ground. “And a glass of juice!”
Zemiki nodded and motioned for Krile to join her. The two made their way down to the last stand and got their order started. G’raha dropped the books off with Ojika, who agreed to put them inside the main hall for him, and then he sprinted out the door to go down to The Last Stand. He sat down beside Zemiki at the table and the three had a lengthy conversation about the events of The Final Days, what every other Scion is up to and what their plans were for the near future. The food arrived not before long and they dug in and continued the conversation, but now moving onto quoting different things the other Scions had said at times that were funny.
G’raha felt increasingly weird during their lunch, but he couldn’t place his finger on what it was. As if Zemiki could sense it she shuffled in her seat and would occasionally look at him quizzically. She placed her hand on his thigh and he felt levin shoot through his core. He gently took her hand and removed it, but made sure to keep it grasped in his hand.
Krile stretched and moved to stand. “Well. I believe I wasted enough time as it was.” She curtsied slightly. “I will leave you two lovebirds now.” With a smile she waved and made her way back to the Annex.
G’raha shifted in his seat and sighed. He still felt weird and his body felt like it was getting hotter and hotter. “Mayhap we should head back to the Annex as well.” He scratched the back of his neck, his body feeling extra sensitive. “I feel as though something may be wrong with me. Perhaps the food?”
Zemiki frowned and stood up. “Want me to get you something for your stomach?” She grabbed his arm.
He flinched at her touch, not that he hated it, but it made him feel.. Excited. Then he realized what it was. Something that he had not experienced since before he entered the Crystal Tower those years ago. His mouth fell open and he looked at Zemiki, how gorgeous she was, how much he wanted to see her under him, to hear her–
“G’raha?” She looked at him concerned, and when she got closer she smelled it and a burning sensation grew just below her belly. “Oh… OH!” She let him go and looked around. “Let's.. get you back to the Annex!”
He managed to stand and all but dragged Zemiki back to the Annex with him, completely ignoring Ojika at the entrance to the corridor leading to the ‘nap rooms’. Zemiki waved at Ojika on her passing, but G’raha didn’t give her much time to complete a greeting. He led her down the hallway and pushed open the door to the room they had been sharing.
Swinging Zemiki around he pushed her against the door and began smelling her neck, nipping her soft skin. His hands were all over her sides, back and thighs. He was panting into her neck as he felt his body become hotter by the second. Her scent was making him crazy and his hips had a mind of their own as they thrusted into her.
“Gr-..Raha!” She stammered out while trying to push him off her. It was no use, her body was now reacting to the scent he was giving off and it was beginning to become harder to resist his touches.
He paused for a second, regaining a little bit of his senses. “Not here. ” He whispered as he maneuvered to pick her up in a bridal carry. She squealed at this sudden movement and she landed on the bed with a soft ‘oomf ’ before he was above her with his mouth on hers. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around and dancing with hers. His hand was cupping her breast, pushing her hardening nipple around while his hips grinded into her. He couldn’t think straight at all, descending into a frenzied rut against her, all he could think about was how annoying their clothes were. He stood up and half ripped off his clothing and tossed them aside. Once he was done with his clothes he moved to remove her’s.
She whimpered as he quickly undressed her. “Raha, I… Your scent, I can’t. I need!”
“I know.” He growled at her. Although he would have normally liked some foreplay, he was in no mindset for it now. He positioned himself at her entrance immediately, wanting to be in her, to mate her, to feel her around his length. Then he pushed.
“Raha!!” She screamed into his neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist to allow him to get even closer to her. “Please! Please!”
He thrusted into her in wild abandon, licking her neck and taking in her scent. How beautiful she smelled, how lovely she sounded yelling his name. He wanted to make her his, to mark her, to breed her. The heat coursing through his body became insufferable, and he couldn’t control himself. “N…No.” He pulled out, which she protested, but he quickly rolled her over and pulled her to the edge of the bed. “Yes… like this…”
He pushed himself back inside her and laid over her so his face was nuzzled into the crook of her neck. He took her scent in and then bit down and didn’t let her go. She screamed his name, which made him slam into her harder. He wrapped his right hand around to abuse her clit with his fingers, while his left hand grabbed the base of her tail. He was losing his mind. Whatever was left of the bashful scholar was currently taken over by that of a lust driven nuhn.
‘Nuhn.’ She thought. He was mating her like a Nuhn. She was panting, unable to even talk, only garbled screams and moans escaping her mouth. When she couldn’t take any more, as he pumped in and out of her, body on fire and his right hand making quick strokes on her clit. She came undone faster than she ever managed on her own. She screamed in absolute pleasure and he could feel her clamp down on him, which made him pound into her quicker.
Her mind was clearer, if only a bit. “Raha!” She shook as he continued with his hands on her sensitive parts. “R-RRraaha!”
He ignored her trying to release his hand from her folds, making sure to clamp on her neck a little harder and tugging at her tail, all while pumping into her. He shuddered and his breath hitched. He could still feel her squeezing him. With a quick few more pumps into her, he had finally reached climax and his whole body shook and he released his teeth on her neck as he panted. A few final thrusts and she could feel warmth inside her. He slumped down on top of her and licked the wound he left on her neck.
“I am… sorry, my love.” He was now coming to a bit of his normal senses. “I hurt you..”
Zemiki wiggled herself around to lay on her back, to face him. “I am fine. That was great.” She cupped his cheek in her hand and kissed him. Their tongues massaging each other.
“I don’t feel...” Nuzzling her neck. “I still feel the need.” He thrusted into her leg.
“A moment to rest, my dear.” she hummed into his head.
He pouted and kissed her neck. His left hand was exploring her body, her soft skin. It landed on her right breast and he played with her nipple. “It was so… sudden.”
Zemiki laughed. “Maybe it was my mention of a baby?”
G’raha, while she was talking, moved to place himself between her legs. “More.” He was hard again already.
“Hmmm, no.” She made her movements precise to roll him over so she was straddling his hips. “I get to be the top this time!”
He tried to protest, to roll her back over, but she aggressively bucked her hips into him. She grinned at him and he was at her mercy. She leaned over and moved her hands down his chest, planting kisses in just the right spots. Her entrance reached the tip of his length. She smirked at him and gently pushed closer only to pull away. Teasing him.
“Please, my love! Nnhhnn” He twitched when he felt her do it again, trying to use his hands to push her down on him, but she held her ground.
“Beg.” Planting a kiss on his nipple. Taking her tongue and licking circles around it. “Beg for me, Raha!”
“Zemiki, please!” His lower lip trembled in need. “Let me fuck you!”
“Hmmm… harder!” Nibbling on his nipple.
“Please! My love, my light! I need this! Please give me release!”
She hummed for a second, then smiled and placed her mouth at his neck and whispered. “Good boy” She bit on his neck and bucked up at her, thrusting himself into her.
He lifted himself and thrusted more into her, all while her mouth was licking and biting his neck and shoulders. She purred into his shoulder and then sat up and rode him. His mind was swarming with thoughts of her. The way her breasts were bouncing, the way she grinned at him. He took the thumb on his left hand and played with her clit. She moaned at this, and he saw his opportunity. Grabbing her around the waste he moved to sit upright and aid her raise and descent on him.
“H-hey!” She whimpered out in protest. “That isn’t faaaaaiiirrrr!!!”
He bit into her nipple and pulled her tail just enough. “Mine.” He growled at her. All he wanted to do was mark her as much as possible. Any man, especially fellow Miqo’te, would know she was his. Only his.
This time didn’t last nearly as long as last time. Before she knew it her body was trembling in yet another climax, and G’raha was soon to follow. They laid beside each other on the bed, his arm wrapped around her at the stomach. She was purring ever so softly, completely exhausted from the two rounds, and resting for when he was ready to go for another.
“I guess we can both agree..” He shuffled so his right arm was coiled around her, turning her to him. “That there is a high chance.” A kiss. “That you will be carrying my kit after this.” He smiled at her, eyes half-lidded.
She hummed, still gently purring and she nuzzled against his forehead. “I would hope so, but if I don’t.”
“We can always keep trying?” He chuckled. “Hmmm.” He looked down to see his length hardening again. “I fear, ah–”
She rocked her hips so her butt rubbed up against him. “G’raha.. Nuhn.” She chuckled.
“Well then!” He pounced on her.
When G’raha finally was over his heat, he managed to grace his presence to Krile, who had a hundred questions for him. He grunted, holding a coffee from The Last Stand, as he worked on the stack of paperwork and tomes left on his desk. Zemiki sat in a chair on the opposite side of the desk and tried to help him. She was nothing but smiles, even if very sore all over.
“I was half worried that the both of you were dead! There was no answer!” Krile scolded them. “Even the food I left outside the room was untouched!”
“Ah, Krile, please..” G’raha begged, as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. “I am tired, and would like to get this done. I will explain later.”
Krile looked at Zemiki. “How about you do, and while we go for breakfast.”
Zemiki looked at him, who just hummed at her with a quick smile. “Ok. I will explain everything.” Smiling. “In detail.”
“D-Detail?!” His tail puffed up and he stood.
“I’m kidding, Raha!”
Krile looked back and forth at them and it clicked. “Ohh, I see. I saw this before, but in Y’shtola!”
The two quickly looked at Krile. “Y’shtola?!”
Krile laughed. “Not a word.” She pushed a finger to her mouth. “But she went into her heat and didn’t want to be bothered by no man. So Matoya locked her inside a room. She tore the room to shreds with her nails by the time it was over.” The two just stared at Krile, mouths both dropped.
“So, uh…” Zemiki shifted her eyes. “Breakfast?”