1 comments/ 14140 views/ 1 favorites Tales of Symphonia Ch. 01 By: HookerBoots A/N: This is based on the characters from the video game "Tales of Symphonia". If you don't know the game, you may be a little lost, but it's not a requirement. This is my first story, please let me know what you think. I plan on writing more, but depending on how this one's received, I may or may not publish them. And I'm sorry it's so long! * Lloyd Irving sighed as he stepped into the shower. Of all the developments of the regenerated, recombined world, the indoor showers were one of the better ones. More than six years after the start of Colette's journey to regenerate the world, a journey that had turned into the realization of the dreams of people all over the two worlds. As Lloyd washed himself with a cake of soap, he thought about the coming night. It was his and Sheena's anniversary, and he was taking her to dinner in Meltokio and spending the night in Zelos's mansion. The Chosen of Mana had been more than willing to loan him the house, and gave permission with a knowing wink. He sighed again. Maybe if he was lucky, what Zelos thought was going to happen actually would. Lloyd was a little frustrated -- okay, a lot frustrated; after two years of dating, he and Sheena had never had sex. Plenty of groping, and once or twice she'd actually let him slide a hand down her pants and toy with her pussy, but no sex at all. Her reasons were simple and good: As a ninja/summoner/future chief of Mizuho, she couldn't afford to get pregnant. But that meant countless nights heading back to his room with a hard-on that felt like it was going to explode, and having to jerk off at least twice before his lust would let him sleep. An added problem was that all that companions from the journey shared a house. A large house to be sure, and Zelos at least split his time between there and Meltokio, but there were usually a few too many people around to make romance, or anything else, a good idea. Lloyd's mind kept wandering to the night ahead, and what he hoped would happen. His cock started to stiffen as he thought about Sheena's body -- her jet-black hair, her deep brown eyes, her pouty lips. But most of all, her large, firm breasts and the silky feel of her pussy. He groaned and began to slowly stroke an erection that felt like skin-covered stone. God, he wanted her. His hand moved faster as he imagined Sheena, naked and wet, kneeling in front of him on the shower floor, her lips sliding over the angry purple head on his cock and burying themselves in his pubic hair. Lloyd leaned one arm against the shower wall, wishing he could have Sheena's long black hair between his fingers as she bobbed up and down on his hard cock. When his imaginary Sheena reached down between her own legs and started rubbing her clit without losing a beat on his cock, Lloyd lost it. His hips jerked once, twice, and his cum spurted out into the empty air of the shower. Lloyd opened his eyes and sighed again as he soaped up and rinsed off his hands and cock again. Maybe now, id he and Sheena did have sex tonight, he'd last longer than three seconds. Tales of Symphonia Ch. 01 She gripped his ass in both hands and pulled him into her. "What we both want," she gasped as he slid into her, filling her tight pussy. Sheena closed her eyes and moved her hips in slow circle. He began to thrust in and out of her, groaning at the feeling of her around him. When she wrapped her legs around him again, pulling him deeper into the hot, wet softness of her cunt. As they both sped up their movements, she cried out wordlessly and bit his shoulder gently. Her hands reached up to pull his mouth down to hers. She licked his lips before kissing him with a passion that made him dizzy. Despite the room spinning around him, his hips kept moving in a faster and faster motion. The kiss ended and she whispered into his ear, "Harder." He smiled and let go of what little restraint he had managed to keep. He felt his balls smacking her ass with every stroke, their pelvises meeting with a wet smack every thrust. Sheena reached up and grabbed the headboard with a white-knuckled grip, thrusting her own hips back at him, letting out little screams every time they came together. Lloyd felt her orgasm pulsing around his cock, and fought to keep from coming longer as she screamed, "OH GOD! Oh Lloyd, more! Don't stop!" Lloyd gritted his teeth and started to ram into her with a speed and strength that made her scream again. When her next orgasm hit, he gave up and let himself go. He thrust deeply into her and collapsed on her as he felt his cum shoot out into her. Sheena grabbed his face and kissed him, the buried her face in his shoulder. They laid like that until he softened and slid out of her regretfully. Lloyd rolled off of her and onto his back. Sheena arched her back as she stretched, and he slipped an arm around her waist. She snuggled into his side and rested one hand on his chest. "That was . . . amazing." He ran his hand gently up and down her side. "Thanks. You were incredible, Sheena." He laughed shortly. "Even more incredible than you are in clothes." Her fingers toyed with his chest hair. "I was your first, wasn't I?" "Y-yeah. How did you know?" "I talked with Colette. If it wasn't her, it couldn't be anyone else." His body stiffened. "That's a little . . . ." "Shut up, Lloyd." She pushed herself up to look down at his face. "Colette said you hadn't been together before she left for the regeneration journey, and I've known you since then. Who else could there have been?" "Oh." He pulled her closer to him. "Do you want to sleep now?" She looked down at his cock. "That depends. How soon will you be ready again?" There was a stirring between his legs, and he grinned. "Not too long." Tales of Symphonia Ch. 02 A/N: Again, this is based on the video game of the same name. And again, you don't need to be familiar with the game to read this, but it wouldn't hurt. Thanks for reading, and rating is always nice! Colette Brunel, former angel and Chosen of Mana, was feeling out of sorts. It was a strange mood for the normally sunny girl, which made her feel even more out of sorts. The worst part was that she didn't have any real reason for feeling this way; the fact that Lloyd and Sheena still hadn't come back from last night wasn't any business of hers. She unfurled her wings and took off flying down the hall. And just because Lloyd had been her first boyfriend and her first kiss didn't mean that she had any right to get upset, just because he and Sheena were off having sex while she was a 22 year old virgin. Her wings beat faster, and Colette sped down the hall. If anyone stepped out in front of her, she would have crashed right into them, but she was in a bad enough mood to not care. Sheena was her friend, and Colette had no reason to feel jealous at all. She zipped around a corner and right into someone. They fell on the floor in a tangled heap. She pulled her wings in quickly. "I know I talk about girls throwing themselves at me, but I never thought you would!" "Oh, Zelos! I'm so sorry!" She stood up, got her legs tangled in each other (it never occurred to her that he helped with that), and landed face down across his chest. "I'm sorry!" He helped her up and stood up next to her. "Don't worry about it, my dear Colette." Zelos studied her face for a second. "Do you want to talk about it?" "About what?" She looked down at the floor between her feet, and he grabbed her hand. "I was on my way to the kitchen. Come on." "No, I-" He pulled her along down the hallway and through the kitchen doorway. Before she could react, he'd picked her up by her waist and set her down on the counter. She waited while he pulled out the ingredients for shortcake (her favorite) and set them next to her. "Now, why don't you tell me why my sunny little Colette was flying around like a pissed off hawk?" She sighed and started talking. In the time it took him to mix up the batter and place the cake in the oven, she had told him everything. ". . . And I know there's no reason to feel like this, it's silly." He leaned against the counter, his arms crossed over his chest. "It's not silly at all. You thought that you and Lloyd would be together forever -- or at least until you died. And Sheena is hard to compete with." Colette tossed her head back and groaned. "I can't help that I'm not as developed as she-" Zelos put a finger over her lips. "You know that I love all my hunnies." She nodded. "Do you know why?" When she just looked at him, he leaned close to her and looked right in her eyes. "Because you're all beautiful." She crossed her eyes at him. "I know that. And I guess I can be happy being the sweet, nice one." Her blue eyes went wide as he moved to stand directly in front of her, placing a hand on either side of where she sat, and leaning in. Their faces were inches from each other, and the spicy scent of his skin was making her itch. "Colette, you are just a gorgeous as Sheena, in your own way." She rubbed her palms on the thighs of her leggings and laughed nervously. "If you say so." The hurt on his face stung her. "You don't believe me?" "In all the time we've known each other, you never-" He moved forward and pressed his lips to hers, effectively shutting her up. Her eyes flew wide open, then closed. Her hands moved timidly up to his shoulders, resting lightly there. When the tip of his tongue probed her lips, she parted them slightly and let him thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth as she wondered at the delicious friction it created. When the timer went off, Colette cursed mentally, then turned bright red, as Zelos grabbed the cake out of the oven and set it on a rack near a window. She looked down at her hands, her fingers laced together in her lap. He walked back to her and smiled slightly. "Where were we?" As he leaned in, she turned her head. "Zelos, we shouldn't." Since he couldn't reach her mouth, he blew in her ear softly. Colette shuddered and turned her head the other way - tried to, at least, since as her mouth passed his, Zelos caught it again. She put her hands on his chest, at first to push him away, then, as the kiss deepened, her fingers curled into fists holding onto his shirt. His hands rested lightly on her hips, squeezing gently. Colette's mind was racing, thinking about how this could be happening. She'd never done this before, and had never thought she'd be on the kitchen counter with Zelos's tongue in her mouth. Then she decided that she didn't care. When she moved her hands around his neck and began to run her fingers through his hair, he knew the battle was over. He slid his hands up from her hips underneath her tunic and began to trace circles on the skin of her back. Zelos took his mouth off hers and dragged his teeth over the side of her throat. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. His eyes caught a flicker of movement in the doorway. Regal Bryant stopped dead in his tracks, looking at the two young people entwined on the counter. When Zelos saw who it was, he winked at the older man. Regal shook his head and walked out of the room with a quiet step and a thoughtful expression. Zelos grinned and went back to Colette, licking a spot below her ear. After she grabbed his hair and pulled his face closer to her, he gently disengaged her hands and stepped back out of her reach. "I thought . . . ." She looked at him, her lips swollen. His smile made her nipples stand up with what was promised. "You thought right. Go to your room, put on the maid outfit you got in Meltokio, and be in my room in twenty minutes." He walked out of the room without looking back, sure that she'd do what he told her. Part of her bristled at the idea that he thought she would, but the rest of her hopped off the counter, went to her room, changed her clothes, and put her hair up in a braid. Colette tapped on Zelos's door softly, then turned the knob. He was on his bed, reading a book. "I didn't know you read." He steepled the book on his chest and raised an eyebrow at her. "Of course I read. But I'll thank you not to talk about it to the others." She giggled, and there was a long pause. Zelos sat up and put the book on the table near the bed. "You get one chance to say no to this whole thing, my little angel." She opened her mouth and he held up a hand. "If we do it, we do it my way. And you do what I say." Colette thought about that for a second, then nodded. "What do you want me to do?" He smiled and motioned for her to sit next to him. She walked over and sat primly on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed at the ankles. He studied her posture and shook his head slowly. "Not like that." "What?" She looked at him with a confused expression as he put a hand on each of her knees and spread them apart until she could feel the cool air of the room through her underwear and on her thighs. "Better." He stood up. "Now close your eyes." Colette closed her eyes as Zelos pulled his shirt over his head. When she heard him unfasten his belt, she peeked out from under her eyelids. She saw his hands stop moving. "I told you to close your eyes." "They are." He sighed. "No, they aren't. Now I have to punish you." Her eyes snapped fully open. "What?" "If you keep asking that, the punishment will be even more severe." Colette's eyes widened as she stared up at him under her bangs. "Stand up." She looked at him with trepidation, but stood up slowly. "Bend over with your hands on the bed." She hesitated, and he stepped closer to her. "Don't make me repeat it." She bent over and leaned on the bed, waiting for whatever was going to happen. Colette felt his hands brush the backs of her thighs as he pulled her skirt up over her hips, then felt Zelos pull her underpants down to her knees. The cool air on her ass and exposed pussy lips sent a tremor up her spine. Then his hand smacked her ass, hard, and she squeaked. Another hit, and she gasped. With every hit, her small round ass got hotter, and her noises got a little louder. After ten strikes, Zelos pulled her underpants back up and her skirt back down. "Stand up straight." Colette stood up and turned quickly, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "I didn't say you could clean your face off." Her hands dropped to her sides, and his smile was proud. "Good girl. Now, sit down and close your eyes again." "But-" "Sit!" She winced as her sore ass touched the mattress, but she didn't say anything and closed her eyes. "Keep them closed this time." As she sat waiting for him to tell her what to do next, she realized that being spanked had aroused her; she could feel the moisture of her pussy against the fabric of her underpants, and realized he must have been able to feel it as he had spanked her. The thought made her even wetter. A rustle of fabric and then his voice. "Hold out your right hand." Her right hand went out, palm up, and she felt something long and firm touch her hand. "Keep your eyes closed and rub it." Even though she was inexperienced, she knew what she was holding. Her hand closed around it and stroked up and down, around, up and down. Zelos smiled down at her, watching her small hand moving over his dick, making him swell and harden. "Can I -- can I taste it?" she asked, licking her lips. He stepped back, pulling his dick from her hand. "What's the magic word?" "Please?" She heard him laugh. "Wrong, angel." He bent down and whispered in her ear, "The magic word is 'Master'." Her eyes stayed closed, and he was a little disappointed that she had realized that she shouldn't open them until he said she could. "And I don't remember telling you to talk." Colette laced her fingers together. "I'm sorry . . . Master." Zelos placed one finger under her chin and studied her face. Her eyelashes feathered on her cheeks, and her expression was calm. "Perhaps you are." He grabbed her wrist and placed her hand on his cock again. She started stroking immediately, and his eyelids slid down. He took the finger from under her chin and poked it into her mouth. Colette started sucking hard on his finger, which thrilled him. He had thought that she would be more clueless, and a lot harder to convince, but he was pleasantly surprised on both fronts. He pulled himself out of his thoughts and the feelings of her hand and mouth. As she moved her hand a little faster, he stopped her hand and pulled his finger out of her mouth. "Hands down." She put her hands at her sides. "Don't open your mouth." Colette pressed her lips together and she felt Zelos tap the head of his dick against them. He smacked her lips, her cheeks, her closed eyes with the hardness of his dick. The precum oozing from it left little spots on her face, and he loved the shine of the moisture on her. After tapping her face a few more times, he rubbed the head against her pursed lips, pressing against them, making them slick and wet. His breathing had become heavy. "Open." She parted her lips and his cock slipped in quickly and easily. He reached down and grabbed her braid, wrapping it around his hand a few times. Using it as a handle, he moved her head back and forth on his cock, bumping the back of her throat with each stroke. He breathed out, an almost soundless moan, at the feel of her hot mouth. When Zelos looked down, he was delighted to see that one of her hands as pushing her skirt up and her underpants to one side, rubbing furiously at the wetness between her legs. Again, he stepped back, regretting pulling his dick out of her mouth. He dropped her braid and grabbed the wrist of the hand touching herself. "You don't do that before I say so." Colette's eyes opened, dismay in her eyes, and he smiled broadly. "And I never said you could open your eyes. Stand up and bend over." He almost laughed at how eagerly she pushed her ass towards him, pleased that she was taking to this so well. He pulled her skirt up, her underpants down, then grabbed his belt from the pile of clothes on the floor. She waited, wondering what he was waiting on, as he doubled the belt up and pulled his arm back. The first stroke hit, and she exclaimed, "Oh!" Another, and this time a grunt. A third, which got an "Ah!" After that, she started swearing, which turned him on even more. A girl who was, literally, a perfect little angel, was swearing as he smacked her bare ass with a belt. When he finished the tenth stroke, he dropped the belt and rubbed her hot ass with one hand. With the other, he reached around and rubbed her tits through the fabric of her uniform. She moved her hips slightly, and he dipped one finger down to feel her pussy. Even though he expected it, Zelos was a little amazed at how wet she was. He moved his finger away when Colette tried to maneuver it into her pussy. Instead, he pulled her underpants all the way down to her ankles. "Step out of them." When she had done that, he kicked the scrap of material into a corner and leaned over her, letting his cock settle between her ass cheeks. He grabbed her braid again and pulled her head back so that her ear was next to his mouth. "Did you like that?" He could tell she was struggling with the question; she clearly had, but good girls didn't like that sort of thing. "N-no," she gasped out. "Don't lie to me." He tugged her braid once. "And you forgot the magic word. Now, again. Did you like that?" Colette bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, her face flushing. Her response was almost inaudible. "Yes, Master." Another sharp tug. "I didn't hear you." Her voice was clear, but low. "I liked it, Master." "Good girl." Zelos relaxed his hold on her hair and slid his hand around to the front of her uniform. He started to undo the buttons and slipped his hand inside. Despite the coverage of her bottom, she wasn't wearing a bra. His finger rubbed around one of her nipples, feeling it grow harder and longer. His other hand was still rubbing her ass, stopping occasionally to smack it lightly. His cock throbbed as she twitched her hips at every light smack. She groaned as he pinched her hard nipple, and he smiled at the back of her head. "Tell me what you want," he ordered her. Colette jerked her hips back and up, making his cock jump. He hit her ass harder, and pinched her nipple hard enough to make her gasp. "That wasn't a proper answer. Tell me what you want." "I want . . . ." She trailed off, panting, as he started feeling her other breast. He smacked her round, firm ass again, loving how it felt under his hand, and she yipped. "I want your cock, Master." "Where?" He grabbed the base of his cock and pushed it briefly against the pucker of her asshole, then slid it down to the moistness of her pussy. His own voice was becoming unstable, and he had to take a second to get himself back under control. She swallowed hard, wondering what would happen when she answered. "Wherever you want, Master," she whispered. He smacked her ass with his cock. "I couldn't hear that." He smacked her again. "I said," she forced herself to speak louder, even as her face reddened, "wherever you want, Master." "What wherever I want?" She squealed as he yanked her nipple. "Put your cock wherever you want, Master." "That's what I thought." Zelos pulled her upright by her breasts and turned her around. Colette stood there, looking down at his dick, while he studied her. Her small tits were bouncing with her heavy breathing, the puffy circles of her areolas showing between the unbuttoned sides of her top. Her nipples were sticking out so far that they pushed the edges of the fabric out, showing more of her tits. Her legs were spread slightly, and there was a small trickle of wetness starting down one smooth thigh. She glanced up at him from under her bangs, her crystal-blue eyes burning with lust, and a little fear. Zelos saw the fear, and thought a few things that could have caused it. He settled on the most likely explanation. "Colette, are you a virgin?" She looked away again, off to the side this time, and whispered, "Yes, Master." His cock jumped again, thrilled at the idea of taking her innocence. She really was a perfect angel, and he was the one that got to corrupt her. His basic decency betrayed him again, though. "Are you sure you want to do this?" The look she gave him was incredulous. "Don't be silly. Master." She reached down and started to unbutton her top more. "I know you'd never hurt me." Colette pulled her top open so her breasts were totally exposed. Zelos smiled at her. "Then get on the bed. Hands and knees." She climbed up on the bed, pointing her ass towards him. He could see her pussy lips sticking out between her legs, glistening with moisture. Zelos licked his lips, walked over to the edge of the bed, and ran his hands over her ass and down over her mound, pleased to feel soft hair under his fingers. Colette widened her legs more, opening to his touch, and bent forward more to push her ass up. He responded by pressing on her clit with one finger, not moving it at all. He kept the pressure steady until she started to moan softly. When she tried to move her hips, he gripped one hip firmly and held on to it. "Don't move." She went still and he let go of her hip. Zelos started to rub her clit, first in one direction, then the other, while his other hand aimed his hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. When he stopped moving his fingers around and instead pressed in hard and rubbed back and forth quickly, she began to tremble and yelled "MASTER!" He could feel her pussy pulsing with the force of her orgasm, and quickly shoved his cock inside of her. It went in easily, breaking her hymen on the first stroke, and stayed still in her pussy until she had stopped cumming. Zelos began thrusting in and out of the tight smoothness. Colette's head fell forward, and he reached forward to grab her braid again. He pulled her head back, and kept one hand on her hips while he drove into her. The feel of her pussy was better than anything else he'd ever had his dick in, and he started to use short, quick thrusts, smacking her ass with each stroke, riding her like a horse. "How do you like it, my little angel? How do you like my cock in you?" She moaned, and he smacked her ass again. "I love it, master, I love your cock in me!" "Are you my little whore?" Colette picked one hand off the bed and started massaging her own tits. "Yes, I'm your little angel-whore, master! Please fuck me with your cock!" He pulled almost all the way out of her, then slammed back in. Her whole body rocked forward and she pushed back onto him. When he pulled all the way out, she whimpered. "Why did you stop, Master?" Zelos stuck two fingers into her pussy and got them covered into her juices. "I'm going to fuck your ass, angel." He rubbed his fingers around her asshole and felt her tense up. "Just relax." Colette held her breath and tried to relax as she felt the head of Zelos's cock split her ass cheeks and push against her tight hole. He gently pushed her shoulders down until her face was lying on the sheets and her ass was sticking up as high as it could. He increased the pressure and she squealed against the sheets as the head of his thick cock drove into her virgin asshole. Her breath came in ragged gasps while her sphincter worked to adapt to the feel of a shaft forcing it open. At the first slow movement in, fiery pain shot from her ass. He moved out, and the pain changed slightly. With each thrust and withdrawal, Colette felt more pleasure and less pain. Zelos moved slowly until she started to breath more smoothly; then he began to thrust into her tight ass faster and more strongly. Tales of Symphonia Ch. 02 She started to moan and grind her ass back onto his cock, working it around, spreading her own asshole wider, as she held onto the sheets with a white-knuckled grip. He put one hand on the small of her back and used it to hold her steady while he violated her ass, and ran the other hand up her side to her tits. He pulled and tugged on her nipples, knowing that she loved it from her reactions. When both her nipples were hard, Zelos switched his focus and moved the hand to her pussy. Colette started making breathless little noises when he thrust two fingers into her pussy, using the same rhythm he was using on her ass. The noises she made got progressively louder until she was screaming with each thrust of his cock and fingers inside her. She finally came with a loud cry, and her ass squeezed his cock hard enough to hurt. She was shaking, sweaty and near collapse when the waves of pleasure finally stopped. He pulled out of her ass, watching it gape for a few seconds before closing up. Zelos turned her over, knowing she wasn't going to be able to stand for a while. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down the bed until he was straddling her just below her tits. He began to jerk his cock and felt his balls gather up. "Open your mouth," he managed. Colette's addled brain processed the order just in time, and her mouth opened as the first stream of cum flew out of his cock. He closed his eyes and kept working his cock as his cum splattered in her mouth, on her face and tits. As his cock finally started to go flaccid, she licked her lips and swallowed what was in her mouth. Zelos rubbed his fingers over her tits, picking up some of the cream that was there as well as making her arch her back. He held the fingers with the semen on it up to her, and she eagerly licked his fingers clean, and sucked on them when she was done. They smiled at each other, and she pushed herself up on her elbows. "Can we do this again sometime?" "Not if you don't remember the magic word." The smile she gave him was shy, and her eyes were burning with an internal light. He stroked a hand over her hair. "Or we'll have to work out a new punishment for you." Tales of Symphonia Ch. 03 Several hours later, a very flushed Colette made her way back to her room. She was walking a little stiffly, trying to keep the load of cum in her pussy from leaking through her panties. She turned a corner and stopped dead. "Presea! Hi." The other girl tilted her head. "Hello, Colette. Are you all right?" "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Her face reddened slightly. Presea looked Colette up and down. "I thought I heard you screaming. I was coming to investigate." A slight pause. "Why are you wearing that outfit?" Colette looked down at herself and thought very fast. "I was playing a game." "With Zelos?" "Yes." The blond girl tried to keep her gaze steady, hoping that her eyes wouldn't betray her. Finally, Presea nodded. "Ah. Colette, can I talk to you?" "Er, sure, Presea. I need a shower, though. If you don't mind waiting in my room, we can talk there after I get done." "Then let us go." Presea and Colette walked down the hallway towards Colette's room side by side. Presea sat down on the bed while Colette gathered up a change of clothes. "I shouldn't be too long." The other girl nodded and began to redo one of the pigtails she still wore after all this time. The sound of water running started, and Presea started on the other pigtail. When she finished, she slid off her dress and shoes, and studied herself in the mirror. A girl of 18 looked back at her, despite her being 34 already. The Cruxis Crystal Vharley and Rodyle had placed in her body had given her what most women dreamed of: An appearance that was far younger than her real age. But she would have gladly traded her current looks for more time with her sister and father, who were both dead. Her eyes played over the young form that should have been over and done with years before. Her arms and legs were firmly muscled and toned, her stomach flat, her breasts large and high. Presea turned away from the mirror, trying to clear her head of regrets for things that she couldn't change now. She walked toward the door of the bathroom, opened it, and slipped in quietly. The air in the bathroom was cloudy with steam, and warmer and more humid than the air in the bedroom. Presea's skin beaded with sweat as she walked calmly to the shower and slid in between the curtain and the wall. Colette was rinsing the soap out of her hair, her eyes closed and her head tipped back. Presea stood there for a moment, watching the other girl. Colette pushed her wet hair back in a golden sheet and opened her eyes. She gasped and tried to cover herself with her hands. "Presea! What are you -! You shouldn't be in here!" "Why not? We are both female." An uncharacteristic, amused and knowing smile played across Presea's mouth. "And I thought we could play a game." "I – I don't know about that, Presea." "You played with Zelos, correct? How is it different?" Presea knew, of course; she looked like a teenager, but her mind was very much older. And she had spent the last few years in Zelos's company, after all. Colette sputtered, brushing water from her eyes and inadvertently exposing the soft blond hair on her mound. The other girl stepped forward, and Colette tried to back up. Her back was already against the wall under the showerhead, and water coursed down her slim body. "Please, Colette. If you do not enjoy it, I will leave and we will not speak of it again." Presea rested her hands on either side of Colette's slippery neck. "But you will not know if you do not enjoy it unless you try it." She leaned forward and pressed her mouth to Colette's. Presea had been kissed before; Genis kissed her whenever she let him, but she didn't let him often, mainly because she was unsure what he really wanted from her. Kissing Colette was very different, and not bad. Her skin was smoother, her lips softer. For her part, the blond Chosen was surprised, to say the least. The day was turning out to be stranger than any she'd ever experienced, even counting the day that she turned into an angel. But the feel of Presea's lips was very nice, and Colette reached up with a shaking hand and placed it gently on the back of the other girl's neck. Later, Colette wasn't sure which of them had deepened the kiss, but the next thing she knew their tongues were tangling madly. Colette wasn't tall, but Presea was shorter still. As they embraced, slippery arms tangling together, Colette could feel her breasts pressing against her abdomen. Presea pulled away, feeling Colette's hands slide over her waist. "Shall I leave?" Instead of answering, Colette dug her fingers into Presea's sides and pulled her close. The blond girl kissed her friend's cheek, then her temple, then her ear lobe. The kiss turned into a lick, then a gentle sucking. While Colette was starting to nibble on her ear, Presea ran a wet finger up and down the back of the other girl's neck. A quiet moan whispered in Presea's ear, and she felt Colette shiver. Colette's hands glided down over Presea's hips and onto the firm ass cheeks that were slick with moisture. Her hands kneaded the soft flesh, pulling the lobes apart and pushing them together, while pulling Presea's body closer to hers. There was a wonder in feeling another woman's body, like her own but not her own. Presea was firmly muscled, but much softer than any man could be; the contrast between what had just happened with Zelos and what was happening now thrilled Colette. She felt Presea move her hands, and began to kiss the other girl's neck, hard enough to leave a love-bite. Colette's breath hitched when she felt a tentative touch on her breasts. She pushed her small tits forward into Presea's small hands, letting the smaller girl rub her palms over the tender mounds. Presea felt Colette's nipples tighten under her hands and felt the slight move that arched the other girl's back. She wished that her own breasts were as delicate as Colette's, but loved the feel of the girl's hands on her ass. Her small fingers began to twist the hard nipples, twirling and tugging them, as Presea slid a knee between Colette's legs. She felt the hair on Colette's pussy touching the skin of her thigh and began to raise and lower her knee slightly. When Colette parted her legs more, her own knee touched the heat between Presea's legs. They began to writhe like that, each of them breathing more and more heavily. Presea bit the side of Colette's neck, then licked the red bite mark. Another soft nip, and Colette drew in a shuddering breath. "Presea, let's . . . ." She trailed off as the thigh between her legs flexed and pressed up hard at the same time that Presea pulled both her nipples hard. Colette gasped and began to pull Presea tight to her, rocking her hips on the girl's leg. The motion caused Presea to grind her hips faster on Colette's soft leg, and they spiraled into an orgasm together. The steam in the shower swirled around them, echoing the mews, whines, and gasps they made together. As the sounds faded, the two girls relaxed, leaning on each other to keep from falling. When her breathing had become more regular, Presea stood straighter. "I will leave now, if you like." Her eyes were fixed on the floor of the shower. Colette reached out and grabbed one of her hands. "Let's dry off and go onto the bed." Presea looked up, joy and shock in her eyes. "That sounds very good." She pulled Colette's hand to her face and kissed her fingers. They stayed in almost constant physical contact until they reached the bed. Presea pushed Colette onto the bed on her back and climbed on top of her, straddling her. One hand went to Colette's small, perfect tits again, alternating between rubbing them and jiggling them. The other hand went behind her, seeking out the still-wet lips of the Chosen's pussy. Colette stared up at Presea with glazed eyes. Her hands moved slowly, caressing the generous tits in front of her. Her breathing became ragged. "Presea, you're so . . ." she gasped as Presea tapped her clit with one finger ". . . beautiful. I never knew how beautiful you were." Presea smiled a pleased smile. "Thank you, Colette." She leaned over and they kissed again, their tongues meeting before their lips did. The moisture that was seeping from Presea's pussy was slicking Colette's belly. In a quick motion, Presea turned around and stretched out along Colette's body. She buried her face in the blond hair between Colette's legs, inhaling the scent of the taller girl's arousal. She parted Colette's outer lips and blew gently on her clit. The hips under her chest jerked, and she stuck her tongue out until the tip just touched the tiny nub. Colette moaned softly, her exhalation ruffling the pink hair on Presea's lips. She was becoming light-headed from the scent of the pussy in front of her, and reached up to hold the thighs around her neck. She began to lap at Presea's slit, taking time to savor the taste of the first pussy she'd ever eaten. When Colette began to lick her pussy, Presea felt her nipples harden, poking into the body beneath her; the pressure was making it even more wonderful. Presea started rolling her tongue over the little button at the top of Colette's pussy, making the other girl moan again. The vibration sent tingles up Presea's body, and she thrust her hips back on to Colette's mouth. They suckled on each other's pussies for what felt like forever and no time at all, and then Presea pushed her tongue into Colette's cunt and probed the hole. The blond girl squealed as the tongue flexed inside her, wriggling powerfully and taking in the juices that it helped create. She decided to return the favor and thrust her own tongue into Presea's tight cunt. Colette kept her tongue straight and tense, thrusting in and out of the hot darkness of the other girl. They were joined together again, tonguing each other and grinding on each other's faces. Presea pulled her tongue out and began to gently rub Colette's clit. She reluctantly sat up, moving her sopping pussy away from the other girl's head. Presea crawled down until she was sitting in between Colette's legs, threw one over Colette's, slid the other one underneath, and grabbed Colette's top leg. Colette looked at her curiously, but when Presea started moving her hips, her pussy kissing with Colette's, the blond Chosen groaned and grabbed Presea's leg. They started grinding their pussies together, panting and letting out little squeaks as their clits touched. At first, they moved in opposite directions, then together, then up and down. Suddenly, Presea started to grind hard, pulling Colette into her as she let out a long, low moan. Colette and Presea were so close that Colette could feel the other girl's throbbing cunt. The wetness between them increased and Colette could smell her own scent mingling with Presea's. The smell, combined with the feel of another pussy twitching and throbbing on hers, was enough to send Colette over the edge herself. She screamed, biting her own fist to keep from calling half the house to the door. When they had both come down from their orgiastic highs, Colette looked at Presea curiously. "Presea, what made you want to do this?" There was a strange expression on her face. "I love you, Colette." Colette's face showed shock. "I love all of my friends, and felt like I should express it." She smiled. "Besides, it was fun, was it not?" Tales of Symphonia Ch. 04 A/N: Again, based on the video game. Don't have to know the game blah blah blah. If you like it, let me know! * Sheena woke up with the sun in her eyes. She groaned and rolled over onto her stomach, burying her face in her pillow. An amused voice off to her left said, "I forgot how much you hate mornings." "Damn right," she muttered into her pillow. Sheena turned her head slightly and one eye glared up at Lloyd. "And I forgot how obnoxiously cheerful you are in the mornings." He laughed and placed a hand on her back. "That's no way to talk to someone you're dating." She flipped over onto her back again. "I can't help it. I wake up early, the sun shining, birds chirping, no coffee, and my boyfriend all the way on the other side of the bed." She pouted at him, her eyes laughing. Lloyd reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her close. "Better?" "Much." She began tracing circles on his bare chest. "Lloyd, what are we going to do today?" His hand moved up from her waist to her left breast, and she giggled. "Besides that." "Well, I didn't have any other plans." He squeezed her breast, amused at how quickly her nipple hardened. She placed a wet kiss on his chest as her hand traveled slowly down his body. "Neither did I." Her fingers wrapped around his cock, rubbing gently as she pulled it gently. His breath hissed through his teeth and he began to knead her large tit. Sheena pressed closer to him, the breast that wasn't in his hand smushed against his side. He was amazed again that she was so athletic and still so voluptuous, with a figure that drove him mad, and that she wanted him. As she started to duck under the blankets, he caught her arm. She looked at him in surprise. "Sheena, can I ask you something?" "Anything." "Last night, you asked if you were my first, but you never told me who yours was." "Oh, damn. Anything but that?" Her face had turned red and she wouldn't look him in the eye. He was surprised. She was usually open and honest with everyone; this evasion made him nervous. "Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like it's someone I know." She was completely silent, and he stared. "I know him? But that's still . . ." his face grew pale when she kept looking at her hands. "Not Zelos!" She looked at her hands. "It was before we ever met. We were at the Research Academy at the same time, and I thought that it was, you know, love." She laughed weakly. "I was young, and stupid, and didn't know what a playboy he was. I was just thrilled that the Chosen was interested in me." The fact that she was clearly so upset over having to tell him made him feel strange. "So . . . what? Do you still . . .?" "No, of course not!" Sheena looked up at him, her arms crossed over her chest, hiding her bare breasts. "He refused to let anyone know we were dating, so I dumped him." Her frown was fierce. "I couldn't stay with someone like that." Lloyd reached out and wrapped his arms around her. "You were both young, and Zelos is . . . well, Zelos." Her brow smoothed out and she smiled at him. She reached up and held onto his arms. "He's different than he was, now. But he's still an ass." Sheena glanced up at him. "You're not going to ask me anything else, are you?" "Now that you said that, I sort of want to." He smiled gently and squeezed her. She sighed. "If you're going to be that way about it . . . Kuchinawa. And that's it." "Wait, the guy who was working with the Pope?" His eyes were a little surprised. "Yes, him. We grew up together, and after Zelos I wanted someone who I knew I could trust." She laughed humorlessly. "Great judge of character, huh?" His arms tightened around her. "Stop it. You were young, and there's nothing wrong with being young." She smiled up at him and rested her head on his shoulder. "Thanks, Lloyd." Tales of Symphonia Ch. 04 Zelos pulled her head off his cock, and a string of saliva and precum stretched between her mouth and the tip of his cock and broke. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. His hands slipped down to her ass and lifted her up, encouraging her to wrap her long, toned legs around him. Her legs hooked around his waist and his thick hard cock slid into her cunt. Sheena felt his hands grip the cheeks of her ass and spread them while he used them to move her up and down on his shaft. Her arms locked behind his neck and her mouth stayed attached to his, her tongue working furiously in his mouth. Suddenly, something cold and wet was being rubbed on her tight asshole, and she gasped. Sheena detached her mouth from Zelos's and turned her head as much as she could. She saw Lloyd behind her, smearing lube on his hot cock and aiming it at where her ass cheeks were spread. Lloyd pressed the head of his cock against her sphincter and began to push his hips forward. Zelos had stopped riding her up and down on his cock, letting Lloyd slide slowly into her ass. Both of them held steady inside her, letting her get used to the feeling of two cocks inside her. Sheena was suspended between them, a cock in her ass and her pussy, and began to squirm, trying to get them to move inside her. She felt a deep-down itch start between her legs and moaned, "God, just fuck me now." The hard shafts filling her began to move, Zelos sliding out of her pussy while Lloyd pushed more firmly into her ass. Then they switched, one pushing in while the other slid out. She began to whimper, her breath coming in harsh, ragged gasps, as she felt the two shafts spreading her open. Her head fell back against Lloyd's shoulder, eyes closed. His hands slid around her, grasping her breasts and squeezing them as he fucked her ass. He could feel Zelos's cock through the thin membrane inside her when they thrust into her. She felt incredibly tight and even hotter than usual, and he had to think about something else to prevent coming so soon. She started writhing, forcing them to grab her more tightly to keep from dropping her. The groans and moans she was making began to grow louder and louder, and the two men started to move faster inside of her. She started to let out little shrieks, and Lloyd bent his head forward to kiss her, muffling her noises. When Lloyd had to stop for breath, Zelos waited long enough to let her take in a breath, and then took over the kiss. They traded her mouth back and forth like that until she stiffened again, and they could feel her orgasm rush through her. As her tight pussy and ass pulsed around them, each of them felt his own orgasm start. When they withdrew from her, she stood shakily for a second, cum dripping from her ass and cunt. Then, her knees started to go, and Lloyd picked her up and carried her to the bed. She lay there for a while, eyes closed and panting, feeling the creamy liquid oozing out of her body. She felt the bed shift when Zelos joined them on the bed, felt both sets of hands stroking her hair back. Her eyes opened, looking up at the two faces above hers. "Wow," she breathed. "Can we do that again?" Tales of Symphonia Ch. 05 So this is the next one. Again, you don't need to have played the game to read the story, hope you enjoy it :D . * Raine sighed and started the paragraph over for the fifth time. "The use and effectiveness of magitechnology for personal use is by and large counter-indicated, unless the result of the use releases a large amount of mana in itself . . . ." She sighed again and slammed the book shut. She didn't know why she was having such a hard time concentrating, but it was best to just give up for the day; otherwise, she would just get more and more frustrated and start screaming. She stretched broadly as she stood up from the desk in her bedroom and walked over to the window that looked out onto the garden. The sight of the trees and flowers soothed her mood somewhat, but then her eye was caught by a flash of pink, and she turned her head. After she saw what it was, her head snapped back the other way. Presea and Genis were standing, embraced, on one of the paths, kissing. That wasn't what made Raine's cheeks burn; rather, it was the way the girl's skirt was pushed up, exposing her underwear, and the slight movement that might have been a hand caressing them. Raine was sure that none of what was going on was any business of hers. They were all adults, after all, no matter how much she might like to think of them as her students still. She had thought, however, that Colette at least would have had more sense than to get entangled with Zelos. But, again, it wasn't her business. She turned away from the window all together and left the room. She wasn't sure where she was headed at first, and then turned around a corner and headed toward the library. It was cool there, and the only windows faced the front of the house. And of course, there might be some books there that she could focus on reading. The library was indeed cool and dark, and the only light coming in was from the window. The shadows abounded, and she jumped when she saw one of them move and stand up to a height greater than her own. One hand pressed to her chest to try and calm her racing pulse, but it was just Regal Bryant, standing up with a book in his hand. "Oh, Regal! You startled me," she said, laughing a little. "I was just coming to . . ." she trailed off, since she had no idea what she'd actually come to do. He smiled at her and sat back down. "I'm sorry to have frightened you, Raine." She sat in a chair near his and crossed her legs. "Have you noticed strange things happening lately?" A laugh rumbled up from his chest. "Raine, you of all of people know that strange is relative. And which of the unusual things are you referring to?" There was a momentary silence as she thought about it. "Well, I was thinking about all the sex. It seems like every one here is more sexually charged than they'd been." He nodded thoughtfully and stood up again. "I know what you mean. I have a book in my room that might explain a little. Would you like to come see it?" Raine agreed eagerly, and followed him out of the library. But she found herself thinking about how attractive he was, watching the way his ass moved under his trousers. There was, indeed, a book in his room, and Regal opened it to a page that discussed the excesses of mana produced by sexual activity. Raine scanned the page, and shrugged. "Okay, so sex means more mana, because of its basic purpose of producing life." She looked at him. "But how does that relate to what's been going on here?" He motioned for her to sit down, and sat down himself, facing her and leaning in close. "Remember what happened right after the Giant Tree germinated? We needed to keep Derris-Kharlan from leaving, so that the mana it gave off could help the tree survive." She nodded impatiently. "And that's what happened." "But Derris-Kharlan has been moving away." At her shocked look, her reached out and took her hand. "Raine, haven't you felt it? The mana level isn't steady. The Tree is making up some of the deficit, but it's still trying to get to its full potential." He chuckled. "I'm human, and I can feel it. How can half-elves not?" She turned bright red. "I've just been distracted, I suppose." Regal moved behind her and began to massage her shoulders. "It happens. In any case, the Tree has power of its own, and I think that's what's causing this." "Hmmmm?" Her eyes were closed, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands on her back. "The Tree is influencing us to be more sexual in order to produce the spare mana needed to balance the world until the Tree is mature." Her eyes opened slowly. "But why us?" "We were the ones that worked to recombine the worlds, that helped the Tree germinate. It feels a connection with us, and we have strong mana." His hands paused and started to run down her arms softly. "Why not us?" Raine felt a soft touch on the side of one of her breasts and her head whipped around. "Regal, what are you doing?" A gentle hand touched her cheek, and he moved in front of her. "Raine, haven't you been feeling left out of the fun? Everyone but us having sex, it has to be frustrating for you." She frowned a little. "I suppose it has been, a little." Her face firmed. "But that doesn't mean that we should . . ." she flushed. "Think of it as helping balance the mana." His thumb brushed her cheek and she pressed her face against his palm. "Do you still have those shackles?" He took a step back. "What? The . . . what?" Her grin was a little feral as she stood up. "I'll be right back." Regal was a little puzzled over what she had meant, but stayed in his room until she returned. She came back carrying a pair of handcuffs, and something else that she was trying to hide in the folds of her tunic. "Raine, where did you get those?" She managed to look a little embarrassed. "It's a long story." Her tone and demeanor changed. "Now. Hands behind your back." He complied, still a little amused over this new Professor that none of them had ever seen. She cuffed his hands together behind his back and pushed him down onto his bed with one hand in the middle of his chest. The other hand held a riding crop, something he'd never seen her use. Raine dropped the crop on the bed next to him and pulled her tunic over her head. She was wearing a thin undershirt, because of the summer heat, that did little to hide her nipples, which pushed up through the material. She picked up the crop and slapped his shoulder with it, sliding it around to the back of his neck and pushing his head forward to her breasts. "Suck." His mouth opened and his tongue snaked out to wrap around her nipple over the fabric of her undershirt. Regal's lips closed over the nipple, feeling it harden as he sucked gently on it, wetting the fabric. Her free hand stroked his hair gently while the riding crop stayed pressed against his neck. Another quick, hard slap of the riding crop. "Now the other one." Regal's head moved to her other breast, licking and suckling the stiff nub until it was as stiff as the other. He found himself pulling against the cuffs to reach forward and put his hands on her, and was both glad and annoyed that he couldn't. She tangled her hand in his hair and jerked his head back, away from her breasts. She pushed him onto his back on the bed and grabbed a letter opener off his desk. She slipped the tip of the letter opener under the bottom of his shirt and ripped it up, tearing his shirt. Raine threw the letter opener like a knife towards the wall, where it stuck, vibrating. Her hands pushed the shreds of his shirt off his chest and began to run over his muscles. The motion of her hands paused while she stripped off her undershirt, leaving her small breasts exposed to the air and his vision. She moved to straddle his hips, still holding the riding crop in one hand. A sharp, quick motion, and the crop fell across his chest, stinging but not really hurting. He felt himself hardening under her; he hadn't been with a woman since Alicia had died, and the slight sting and bondage made it even worse. Clearly, she felt it too, because she grinned and wiggled her hips over his. "So you like being tied up and defenseless, Regal?" Her voice was a soft purr, just a little smoother than a growl. He nodded, his breath coming more roughly, and the crop came down again. "Answer." He took a shaky breath. "Yes, Professor, I like it." "Good." Her mouth began to pout a little as she leaned forward, pressing her naked breasts against his chest. Her fine silver hair cascaded forward around his face like a waterfall as she kissed him. It started as a soft, sweet kiss but turned fierce, dominating. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and took control of his tongue. When she was done, she pulled away from him, leaving him with his eyes closed and his mouth half-open. Raine stood up on the bed, towering over him, and took off her pants. She pulled off her panties and threw them into a corner. One hand slid down between her legs and began to rub her clit, tugging gently on the silvery hair covering it. He watched, his cock growing harder, as she licked her lips and took a few small steps towards him. When he looked up, her moist slit was over his face. She turned and knelt down again, facing down his body. The crop came down again. "Eat me." Regal began to lick slowly at the flesh above his face, his tongue tracing a path around her clit and down along her labia. He felt more than heard her soft groan of approval, and began to eat her pussy with greater passion. The tip of his tongue pressed up against her clit for a moment, then wiggled back and forth on it. She gasped and pressed her hips down, forcing her labia open over his mouth. He felt her body move as she bent down, stretching her body out along his while her hands worked the button on his trousers. She undid the button just as he stiffened his tongue and drove it up into her now dripping cunt. Her eyelids drooped as she reached into his pants and pulled out his stiff cock, rubbing it with her hand while she brought it slowly to her mouth. Just before her mouth enveloped the head, she stopped. "Do you want me to suck your dick, Regal?" She could feel him nod his head between her legs, and smiled. "Then make me cum." She pursed her lips and blew on the head of his dick and laughed softly when he started to ravage her pussy. The laughter quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as he sucked and licked all over her tender pussy. Raine began to grind her hips down onto his face, feeling the slipperiness as her juices leaked out onto his face. The orgasm started to build in her stomach, tightening her nerves until they felt like they were going to snap. Her mouth dropped open as she felt a gush of wetness between her legs and felt his tongue slide up inside of her. She let out a long, low moan and humped his face, wanted the most contact she could get while her orgasm crashed over her. Before her muscles fully recovered, she popped his cock into her mouth and sucked on the head like a piece of hard candy. Regal groaned into her wet flesh as she dipped her head down, taking half his shaft at once. The vibration from his groan made her shiver, and she worked her tongue over his dick faster. In response, he stiffened his tongue and drove it into her wet cunt, fucking her with his tongue. She made a noise around his cock that could have been anything, but was probably a moan of pleasure. Just as suddenly as she started, Raine stopped. She pushed herself up off of his body and off the bed. The riding crop had fallen out of her hand, and as she stood up and pushed her hair back from her face, she picked it up again. A smile curved her lips as she looked down at him, his chest slicked with sweat and heaving as he lay prone on the bed. His eyes were half-closed and glazed with sensation, his face glistening with her moisture. Raine reached down, gripped the cuffs of his pants, and yanked them off with one quick motion. His undershorts got the same treatment, and she smiled as the groan he let out as they brushed over his swollen, red shaft. Raine threw his clothes onto the floor and leaned over him, putting her face near his. She kissed his mouth gently, licking all around his lips, tasting herself and his skin and saliva. She pulled back slightly and whispered. "Do you want me to ride you?" He nodded, eyes wide as she began to stroke up and down his chest with the tip of the riding crop. "Please, Professor." She licked her lips and climbed onto the bed, her breasts bouncing slightly as she moved. Raine moved to straddle his hips, the feel of her soft pubic hair brushing his dick almost killing him. Just before she slid down onto him, she brought the riding crop down, hard, across his chest. He cried out, first from the hit, then from the feeling of her tight, hot pussy around him. As she bounced on him, squeezing with every downward slide, she gave him another lash with the crop. In a very short while, Regal had red stripes crisscrossing his well-muscled chest. He groaned with every stripe she gave him, but could also feel himself falling in love with the way her body snugged around him. For her part, Raine could feel herself approaching another orgasm, thrilled as she rode him like a pony. He felt great inside of her, and he was letting her take her pleasure from him, which made her want to cum even more. A small moan escaped her lips, and she began to swear at him. "You like that pussy, Regal?" Smack. "That tight little cunt feel good on you?" Smack. He groaned and nodded. "Yes, Professor, it feels wonderful." "And do you like me hitting you? Have you been a naughty boy?" Smack. "Yeessss." He took in a hissing breath. "I've been very naughty." Raine tossed her head back and started to ride faster, working her hips as quickly as she could, keeping her strokes with the crop on the same tempo she was using to fuck him. Their eyes met, and he was startled by the depth of lust he saw there. She was normally such a level-headed woman, practical. Seeing her hunger, knowing that it was for him, he felt his balls gather up. "Professor, I'm about to cum." She smiled. "I want it in me, Regal." Her riding motion stopped and the walls of her cunt massaged his cock. "Cum for me. Now!" With one word and one sharp slice of her riding crop, she drove him over the edge. He felt himself explode inside of her, bellowing as his cream flooded her waiting cunt. She felt the injection of his essence and collapsed on him, her pussy throbbing around him, pulling their mixed juices further up into her. She rested there for a second, regaining her strength. Raine pushed herself off of him, her face growing red. "Regal, I . . . ." She stopped, unable to think of a way to explain what had just happened. He struggled to sit up. "Don't apologize." He shook his head. "It wasn't something you forced me into, nor was it something I forced you into." Her eyes snapped up to his face, looking shocked and relieved. "I wasn't sure . . . not all men are . . ." she sighed. "Thank you, then." "Thank you, Raine," he said. "That was the first time I'd been with a woman since Alicia." "What?" Her face paled. "I didn't want to take her memory from you, Regal." Regal smiled gently. "You didn't. She will be in my heart. But this was special." Her face was a little sheepish. "Would you like for me to uncuff you now?" "That would be nice." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips.