Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

While Evian engaged in a staring contest of sorts with Zayda Vi'thar, his Grey eyes appearing to be bearing deep into her very soul, Ember kept her arms locked around his neck, ignored her surroundings and just gyrated as best she could.

With her legs around Evian's waist, she had enough support to pull herself up and down even as she rocked her hips, angling Evian's cock this way and that inside her snatch. Having it hit those spots she was starting to learn could drive her crazy.

Her mouth was open against Evian's neck, licking the sweat of his perspiration as religiously as she wished to guzzle down the seeds in his balls.

The shame of having an audience, one staring so dutifully, still remained but Ember could hardly let it stop her from enjoying all the pleasurable wonders that Evian's cock had to offer. Her breasts were pressed tight against Evian's chest, her erect nipples almost piercing through his flesh by the power of her arousal.

As for Evian, after he delivered his non-verbal message to Zayda, he pulled his eyes off her, letting them roll downward and observe the skin of his lover. The way the moonbeam shone on her smooth, clear skin. The way the dews of perspiration rolled off her skin, unbothered by the blowing night air.

Just as he watched, he was also being watched since he was oblivious to the way the moon caused his Grey hair to glow. The way the beams bounced off his rippling yet lean muscles as he moved his hands about and handled Ember's body.

Again, Zayda was impressed.

She had watched many couples in her considerably long life, and yet something about Evian still struck her powerfully. The look he had given her had even caused her to shudder. She wanted to know more... Investigate more. There was so much data to be gleaned and she wasn't sure she could get it all in one night.

"~OH-Nghhh~"

With a groan, Ember climaxed once again but even as it wracked her body as it usually did, she retained her ability to form coherent thoughts and leaned forward, pressing the whole of her weight against Evian's body until he fell on his back.

Ember adjusted herself right before Evian made contact just so her legs were kneeling on either side of his body and she could properly straddle him. His cock never once left her pussy.

She leaned over Evian's body, grabbed his arms, and raised them above his head to entangle their fingers as her ass started to go up and down, slamming repeatedly into Evian's groin.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Her ass cheeks rippled with every contact and while Evian's lower half rejoiced in the tremor it could feel, Evian's mind was much more engrossed in the intimacy. The entangled fingers- The sharing of warmth.

Positions changed again when Ember was unable to stop another climax in an ever-growing chain of reactions set off by Evian's masterful manipulations and sometimes simple actions such as repeated thrusts.

This time the redhead found herself on her back on the grassy floor once again, one of her legs raised and placed against Evian's body while he positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust right back in, kissing the flesh of her calves as he began his movements to continue building on the momentum of the last orgasm.

As he moved, constantly slamming his cock deep, Ember placed her hands against the ground, arched while her breasts flopped consciously due to motion. A sight that Evian's lustful eyes loved and contributed, no matter how little, to the constant stiffness of his rod.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

This time, Evian no longer held back.

He was already lackluster in how much he cared about listening ears but clearly, he could get even louder if he wished and that was exactly what he did. The sound of his groin against Ember's crotch sounded well past the garden and reached the ears of Guards who were keeping themselves away.

Why they did not believe the garden a region worth patrolling could be chucked up to their lack of security awareness.

Anyway, Evian let loose.

And because he did, so did Ember.

The Redhead was not so lost in pleasure that she was incapable of knowing what was going on in her surroundings and when she heard and felt Evian lose all decorum, she got more embarrassed at the potential of increasing eyes- Her embarrassment/shame resulted in increased arousal which resulted in a series of moans that she did not even try to keep low.

"~NNGHHH- OHHHH FUCKKKK- FUCK ME- AHNNNN YESSSSSS!!!~"

Zayda grinned at the sight and the sounds. Sitting up in her chair, a hand rubbing along the upper one of her two crossed legs.

"Yes," she mumbled, "Harder- Do it harder!"

Evian didn't hear her. He was totally in the zone and tuned her and everything else out while he focused on the leg he was holding- actually, make that two legs because he raised the other one. Bringing about a second layer of tightness to an already vice-like grip.

*Rustle* *Rustle*

"Is someone there?" A guard asked as he and the rest of his patrolling squad got closer to the scene of debauchery.

Evian appeared not to hear, or at least appeared not to care,

"Oh Fuck!" he let out with a primal grunt that sent a shiver down Zayda's spine as he began to jerk in that tell-tale manner of climax. Shooting yet another batch of his copious cum deep inside Ember's pussy.

"~AHHHHHHNNNNN!!!~" Ember let out, arching her back as hard as she possibly could and pushing it as hard as possible into Evian's crotch and for the ever-deepening reach of his cock that was swelling within her snatch while it spurted.

"Over Here!" the Guard yelled and right when he broke through the flower hedges, Zayda took her eyes off the fucking couple to look over at the New arrivals...

... When she looked back down, Evian and Ember were gone.

Her eyes widened,

"Where did they go?" she asked.

"Oh," the Guard said when his eyes fell on her and he bowed respectfully, "Dame."

Even if the Stygians had not heralded the arrival of Delegates loudly for more than two weeks, and made sure every Gaurd took turns to show up in a 'Guard of honor' to welcome them,(which they did), any conscious individual would still be able to tell Zayda was not from Verdelen City.

Her pressure and the way she carried herself in the stillness of a sitting posture were evidence of the grandeur she commanded as representative of the Great Martial Temple. The epitome of Martial excellence in the Verlice Kingdom.

That said, the Guard and the rest of his Squad, approached Zyda with caution. She should have been at the languish Feast prepared for her benefit so why was she here? That raised suspicion.

"Dame," said the Gaurd as he stepped forward, holding his weapon but bowed respectfully, "Is there a reason you're here?"

"They were just here," Zayda mumbled, "They were here a second ago."

She looked around and couldn't even find the clothes they had taken off and strewn all over. She spread her senses so wide and yet caught nothing of their potentially nude, fleeing bodies.

It was almost like the two had simply vanished.

"Who was here?" the Guard asked, confused.

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Only now did Zayda pay the squad any real attention. She eyed them all and then let her eyes roam the garden floor hoping to catch something she might have missed but not even the fluids of Evian and Ember's activity were clear enough to be seen in the moon's glow.

"It's no one," she said with a sigh as she got up from her chair and absorbed it into her Spatial ring, "It's of no importance."

She stepped forward and the Guards twitched, almost like they itched to raise their weapons and stop her to be questioned for why she was there and about those she claimed used to be there but a sensible part of their brains cautioned them to stop.

Zayda noticed their reactions and chuckled secretly. At the Second and Third Orders, none of the Guards could possibly pose a threat. A particularly hard smack from her fist could kill any of them instantly while her pressure would keep them stuck to the spot with no hope of resistance. Such was the disparity between their Orders.

They separated and gave her a path out of the garden but before she could get too far, the Guards managed to regain their voices to speak again,

"Dame," one said, "Shall we escort you back to the Feasting hall?"

Zayda paused and then shrugged,

"Very well," she said and they all rallied to lead the way ahead of her.

As she followed them, Zayda's senses remained spread wondering how Evian and Ember had gotten away and where exactly they had gotten to within such a short time span to the point where her senses couldn't pick them up.

"Astonishing," she mumbled and she wondered why for some reason she couldn't shake the feeling that they were still going at it wherever they were,

"Truly Astonishing."