Reincarnated as a Phoenix

Chapter Epilogue 0 – Nostalgia (18+)

---Most of this chapter is “vanilla”. You’ll understand what I mean soon enough…

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Upon saving the world and returning to the settlement, you best know there’s only one way we can truly celebrate.

The rest of the settlement may be celebrating to a degree I didn’t think possible, partying and drinking like a miracle has occurred. None of that really matters to us though. We lovebirds have always preferred the solitude of a little peace and quiet.

“Heh, can tell you’re a little on edge tonight, Ikarus. Want me to loosen you up?”

“Always… it’s just the explosions really”

Never liked fireworks, always sets off my flight or fight response so you best know we’re entering my headspace as soon as possible.

“Heh, I’m down for tonight, Ikarus. It’s just… I am feeling a little tied though”

We’re both down for a little booty loving of course, but everything that has gone on today has tuckered us out.

Is tonight finally the time we experience ED or something? Nah, fuck knows that won’t be a problem. Might end up falling asleep half way through, but that’s what stamina-love potions are for.

“Well regardless, let’s head into my headspace and see how things go”

Both of us lock hands on our bed and get ready to enter my own world, not before Petra gives me a quick kiss before we enter. She really has no patience, huh.

‘Eh? What the hell have you been up to, Aesa?’

Entering my void like headspace, it looks like the scene is already set.

A small beach, a tranquil meadow by a huge flowing waterfall, even a love heart shaped bed right in the middle of the flowers. Yet, no pervy or naked clone can be seen or even heard. I guess Aesa might be celebrating with the others right now.

So, what type of perversion are we to act upon today? Could we play cat and mouse in the meadow or even go further down the bondage rabbit hole? Eh, that second option sounds like a bit much.

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“I’ve got an idea Petra… keep an open mind though”

Playful jumping onto the bed and seductively crossing my legs, this already get the wife’s ocean blue eyes glancing my way. Maybe I’ll even open up a little if you catch my meaning, always thought that crossing the legs scene in movies was hot as hell.

“Heh, what is it, Ikarus?”

“Today, we’re going to do it in the most boring way fashionable! Like missionary with socks on sort of boring… don’t you look at me like that! It’s a good idea!”

Already getting a small giggle out of her, I can’t help but pout. This is a good idea; our devilish minds must be purged once in a while so what’s wrong with vanilla?

Even though Petra hasn’t answered me yet, I know she won’t say no to this so might as well get prepared. In the blink of an eye, my clothes are scattered around the meadow.

Except, there’s still a set of metallic underwear locked onto my body. Sometimes Aesa is just annoying, why the hell is this chastity set still locked on!?

“Oh, come on! I’ve been tormented enough for a lifetime already… just toss me a bone, please?”

“Heh, funny you should say that, Ikarus. I was wandering what was poking me”

Pulling a glowing purple key out of her pocket, she takes one look at me and starts to grin. Aesa is so getting punished when she dares show her face inside here again…

[It’s as if Ikarus is trying to make Aesa appear]

‘Ah, so you are here then. Surprised you don’t want to celebrate with us’

[Aesa is currently partying with the cultists with one eye metaphorically on lovebirds. Aesa thought it would be better if only you two had intercourse for now]

Thankfully while I’m tying my best not to be turned off by Aesa’s robotic nature, Petra places the glowing key up to my ‘armour’ and both things snap off when it makes contact.

“Heh, nice and boring it is then. If you’re looking to spice things up Ikarus, we could always do it at the end of the be-”

Literally shutting the wife up with a face full of Ikarus, even banging my head a little in the process, it’s only fair if she’s going to make jokes I pounce on her like a cougar, right?

“Heh, fair enough. Maybe you can add a little spice in the way of a form change?”

Just taking one look at her sly face when we stop kissing, I’m not all that surprised she’s brought this up. If she wants him so much, might as well just give up already…

“If you really want Brooklyn that muc-”

“Heh, no no, Ikarus, not that form. The fluffier one”

“The fluffier one? You want to do it as phoen-… I’m such an idiot”

That causes me to shake my head in embarrassment. Mercifully for my own tastes, Petra is talking about my beastkin form rather than the phoenix. Not even sure how that would work, could use our beaks but we abandoned trying something like that a long time ago.

With a blink of an eye and a little spin because why not, I change my body while Petra gets into her birthday suit. It’s now time for some fluffy action!

“Heh… beautiful Ikarus”

Both on our knees holding each other in our arms, my tail instinctively starts to wag from the compliment. I was already predicating this might happen though.

“Since we’re so boring, Ikarus, that’s a no to any toys including the attachable belt, right?”

“Erm… I guess so”

As much as plain ol’missionary was my goal, we’re kinda lacking the equipment if you catch my meaning. Honestly surprised she’s not mentioning Brooklyn again because he’d have the manpower for the job, guess we’ll just have to settle for lesbian vanilla stuff.

“Heh, then this will have to do”

Not needing much to stop us getting started, Petra’s hands start to wander above and we passionately lock lips again… until she does something that makes my leg twitch and my tail to wag uncontrollably.

“Heh… you’re purring, Ikarus”

“Mhmmm… d-da fuck!? Don’t scratch there then!”

Scratching behind and just below my ears, it’s inevitable Petra will find some way of torment even if she doesn’t mean it. My leg actually twitches from ear scratches!

Eh, in my defence, it’s more like humming rather than purring. Know this would be a mistake.

After a quick giggle, Petra continues her conquest, slowly and seductively kissing down my neck and making sure to touch nearly everything she can. Warm hands running down my sides and bottom, knew where they were going the second she started this.

Her hands wander right to where my wagging tail sits, cautiously running her fingernails through and against my fluff.  Guess this isn’t the vanilla I was hoping for but fuck it, it’s already causing a huge fluster.

My hands caress Petra’s ample bosom, her chest always being a smaller side but still greatly satisfying to hold. Instinctively, my hands always go to where the money is made.

Eventually, both of us progress this foreplay to the point where I’m now flat on the bed and Petra’s stunning body lying over me. I can never get enough of that smile; she always causes my heart to skip a beat.

“Heh, always on bottom, Ikarus”

‘Haw haw, she always does this… woah!’

Leaving nothing to the imagination, Petra dives in to her prey going straight for one of my nipples with her mouth, a hand going straight for the other breast and the last hand strays much further down below. Three fingers find their way inside, instantly causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head.

“Mhmmm…”

The nibbling, pinching and fingering is mind blowing, almost so it causes me to lose my goal. Petra has always been too nice for her own good and really should demand I give her something in return.

Both my hands go for her breasts squished in-between the both of us, this time around not being down to personal taste and more down to the fact I can’t reach any other sensitive spots. I’d love to get her off but I can’t right now.

“Heh, you really have no control over that tail, do you, little kitty?”

“Mhm-, d-damn it! That does it, it’s your turn now!”

“Heh… what are you doing, Ikarus?”

Conjuring all the inner strength getting close to cumming gives me, I manage to lift up the wife and wiggle free for her grip, basically ending up with a face full of breast.

‘I had a dream about this once… no Ikarus, focus! Breasts are amazing but this isn’t the goal!’

Then, I scootch on further down, pushing the wife higher up and getting to a position where her thighs are in touching distance to my face. This is my goal.

“Heh, and here I thought you wanted to go on top. Somethings never change, do they, Ikarus?”

“Oi, just shut up and let’s do thi-, mhm!”

Petra thankfully takes the hint, letting gravity to the work as my face completely disappears into her loins. Use me as a crotch pillow, bish! This way, I can give Petra what she deserves.

The master technique of twisting and sucking through your tongue, a technique I’ve learnt so much about and now Petra is fully using it for her own desires. It almost seems like she’s even trying to hump my face a little as well, I’m happy with anything if it will get her off. She’s so damn cute…

“Ikarus…”

Not idea how long I keep this up, no need for distractions or even air, all I do is make sure to make my life’s goal to lick this oddly tasting ice cream. The thing is, Petra may sometimes struggle to get over the line but she’s growing closer every second. The pleasure for my wife is becoming too much to bear…

“H-Heh… I-Ikarus…”

A small quiver that leads to an even bigger quiver, resulting in Petra losing complete control and forcibly shaking all over my face. As quiet as a mouse yet as graceful as a swan, her orgasms have always been reserved but that works a charm. She’s got the calm and collected role; I’ve got the mad and unhinged one…

“Your turn, Ikarus. Keep it in for as long as you can, okay?”

“O-Okay… m-mhmmm…”

After Petra finishes her grand finale, it’s now my time. Getting off my face and sliding down myself, she quickly finds herself in the same exactly position. Facing up against my crotch, she dives heed first into the meal.

Her technique immediately causes me to bite down on my lips, that swirling and sucking is impossible to resist. Considering my hands are free as well, this gives me the perfect chance to do what I love best, play with my breasts.

But I come to quickly regret this when groping myself and being eaten out forces my endurance to switch up a gear. As usual, I’ve already hit the mountain peak in less than thirty seconds. I’m starting to think the longer we leave our sessions, the worse my endurance gets! We haven’t done it in so long it feels like…

“P-Petra! T-Too much…”

“Heh, little longer, Ikarus. You can bear it”

Riding the blissful high, Petra in her infinite wisdom decides to press down and suck even harder, her muffled heh coming for deep within me. The second I let go, this is going to feel so good. Just hold on Ikarus, it’ll be so great…

“F-F-Fuck! U-Urghhh…”

My composure completely goes astray when a stray finger finds its way pressing and rubbing against my button. This in combination with the sucking is more than enough to force it out…

My body goes into complete shutdown, orgasmic energy ripping through the both of us as I shake and spiral out of control. Riding the waves of pure heaven, this orgasm is mind shattering.

“P-Phew… amazing as a-always”

“Heh, nice and boring was that, Ikarus? I’m not sure you’ve squirmed enough yet”

Even as I struggle through the post orgasm highs, Petra continues to draw circles around my bean clearly showing she wants to torment me some more. I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with that sensitivity.

“C-Can’t you just try not being creepy and o-ominous for a change?”

“Heh, how boring do you want me to be, Ikarus? Every time I say something seductive, you smirk. It’s hard to stop when it makes you happy”

“I totally do not, that is fake news! Prove it, say something and I won’t smile!”

I can’t help but pout and crawl free of my wife’s clutches so we’re now both sitting up and facing each other on the bed. I know she once said my aura glows when she torments me, but I still refuse to believe it!

“Heh, fine then, Ikarus. How much do you long for head pats? Heh, do you really want to purr that badly?”

Flash! A small camara floats behind Petra and takes a picture of the moment I apparently smile. Then, Petra plucks it from out of the air and shows me the picture.

“*Sighhh*…preferred living in denial. Let’s just cuddle up and maybe I’ll purr for you in my sleep or something…”

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---Now for the way less vanilla bit…

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“Could stay here and watch this forever”

“Heh, the waterfall is beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Oi numpty. I’m only looking at you”

Lying down together in each other’s arms once again, today I’m the bigger spoon as I can see the back of Petra’s silky hair and the ever-flowing waterfall. Aesa really has done a great job creating this scene, the tranquil waterfall and the sound of splashing water is honestly lovely. Obviously, nothing in the entire world compares to the woman in my arms.

Just as we’re falling into the endless slumber my headspace can provide; a quiet voice comes from behind us. The voice is extremely familiar, that robotic tone never completely left even as she gained more emotion. It’s just odd how it sounds like it’s coming from the floor though…

“Ahem… this isn’t what wife and Ikarus think it is”

“Aesa… this is a bit much”

“Bad Aesa! We were trying to keep things tame!”

Literally on all fours in what can only be described as something too far gone, Aesa today had turned herself into a kinky pet.

‘Really Aesa? Really!?’

Completely decked out in latex walking on her elbows and knees, arms and legs folded into the connecting sleeves, she appears to be completely stuck with a look of pure guilt on her face. A latex petsuit, my system has gone to a place even me and Petra won’t go.

“Aesa may have explored further into that book and found a spell that Aesa can’t break free of. It somehow bypasses admin privileges; Aesa can’t do anything while this stupid suit remains on!”

Struggling by rolling herself on the ground and desperately throwing her bended limbs about, that suit gives no leeway and she’s a stuck as someone in washing machine with her step sibling behind them. That comparison perfectly gets this message across, stupid kinky Aesa!

“Sense any irony here, Aesa? Eh… it doesn’t appear to have a zipper, maybe it can be cut?”

“Heh, we could do that, Ikarus, or we could do nothing and let her sort this out herself”

“Aesa doesn’t think wife understands, Aesa can’t get out of this!”

Actually starting to look stressed as well as embarrassed, Aesa really is in a pickle especially when we both know how evil the wife can get. Hey, just because I’d love her to the moon and back doesn’t mean I know she has a wicked side.

“Heh, don’t think you can be trusted with that book anymore. This really isn’t our sort of thing… guess you could say a punishment is justified”

Not needing anymore to be said, I form up a whip for the wife because we all know where this is leading. Pain slut Aesa, it may look like Petra’s being nasty but this is her at her kindest.

“Yeah yeah, I know where this is going. You cum from this and we’re never letting you out of that suit”

“Heh, you’ll never be whipped again as well. How this plays out is completely down to you, Aesa”

“Ikarus and wife are joking… r-right?”

Both me and wife give the now stuttering Aesa the most reassuring smile we can conjure up. Whether we’re joking or not is irrelevant, my system definitely needs to learn what’s right and wrong…

“Heh, we all know what the safeword is. Let’s begin…”