Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Interlude
by Ikarias & Shasa
June 4th, 2002
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(Ikarias) --
Ikarias let Aria off Asher in front of the lodge. The big stud was being a gentleman for a change. Then again, the half-dragon threatening to turn the Percheron into a horse-hide sofa may have had some impact.
The entire ride back was filled with Aria's pithy sayings pertaining to health, personal hygiene, inconsiderate actions and their consequences, the balance of weapons usage versus certain ill- tempered porkers, not to mention the unsightly nubby black line of ant heads which, while holding the warrior's leg together, would be much neater and more aesthetically pleasing if done in a nice cross- stitch with white thread.
"Don't make me worry about you again," Aria nodded, dismissing her friend as she went inside to undo the assorted odors of half-cooked boar, half-satisfied Percheron and half-cocked half-dragon.
Ikarias bit her tongue to keep from saying, "Yes ma'am."
Asher muttered something under his horsey breath.
"No, she wasn't worried about YOU…" Ikarias grinned as she took the horse into the barn.
Shasa was there. The lovely wench made Ikarias itch in the nicest places.
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(Shasa & Ikarias) --
Shasa sat cleaning Kirsa's tack, both enjoying the quiet, and the wonderful smells of leather surrounding her. She found herself drifting with the monotonous task, and soon was smiling with pleasant thoughts. It took a while before she realized that she was not alone.
The shadow was fairly large, and seemed to be both woman and horse. Shasa continued to work, and did not acknowledge the newcomer while she considered her options. She let her innate desires fill her, before rising slowly and bending over to put her rags on the straw covered ground.
When she turned around, her eyes fell on the half-dragon Ikarias, who stood silently watching. Shasa's chest rose quickly, as she made no attempt to hide her interest in the beautifully different woman. She'd seen the half-dragon around the Lodge, but they'd not yet spoken. She planned to change that, right now.
The slut walked slowly towards the woman, in her best stalking form, taking in all that her eyes could see. She didn't stop until she was lightly pressed against the dragon.
Ikarias looked down at the luscious bundle pressed up against her, scent of horse, leather, Neat's foot oil, lust. She let Asher wander off to a pile of fresh hay and considered her options, all of which were bound to be amusing, insightful, and very pleasant.
Shasa licked her lips, preparing herself for the feel of the warrior's scales. Slowly, she placed her fingers on a strong thigh, and moved them slightly. The slut drew in a surprised breath, and grinned wickedly up into Ikarias' eyes. "You and I should get better acquainted, don't you think?"
The half-dragon grinned at the bold lass, "Be careful what you wish for, little one." She slid her hand up the girl's side letting her thumb stray back and forth underneath an abundant handful of breast. She gripped the girl's ass tightly with her other hand, making no doubt about her intentions.
Shasa laughed lightly. "I'm hardly a little girl, Ikarias. I think I'm very aware of what I'm wishing for." She closed her eyes briefly at the feelings of pleasure the warrior's touch brought her. Lustful eyes then returned to their prey, her voice lowering to a purr. "And I'm glad you're willing to fulfill my wishes...or am I wrong about that?"
"Oh, I think I can manage a surprised squeal or two..." The half- dragon bent close, tracing the girl's lips with her tongue every so lightly, tasting salt and sweetness. She pressed her lips harder, thrusting with her tongue, demanding entry into the first port of call.
Shasa's hands moved to encompass Ikarias' head, fingers running through her short hair. The kiss turned demanding, and Shasa pressed fully against the warrior, as she opened her mouth and gave the probing tongue entrance. She moaned at the pressure, and hoped the half-dragon had more pleasures in store.
Ikarias squeezed the handful of ass and kept the girl's mouth busy and occupied. A quick glance about decided the next course of action. She lifted the smaller figure so that Shasa's legs were straddling the warrior's waist. She carried her to a sturdy pillar and let that rest against the girl's back. The half-dragon let go of her mouth and resumed gentle exploratory kisses along her jaw and lightly up and down her neck.
Shasa's head fell back. Her desire increased, as the warrior explored her neckline. Her hands lowered to the ties of the half-dragon's vest, and full breasts were quickly exposed to the slut's fingers. She lightly ran her fingertips along skin, and shuddered as her right hand encountered scales that were both smooth and rough to the touch. Shasa moaned at the pleasure of simply touching the different textures.
This one was a quick little minx, and that was at the top of the menu as far as Ikarias was concerned. She undid the other's vest and was rewarded with lovely coral-tipped swellings. Whirl about with both thumbs together, alternately, back in reverse, the nipples getting harder and harder. "Shall I devour you?" She whispered hoarsely as she herself was teased. "Shall every part of you feel me? If so, then you are wearing entirely too much..."
Shasa's breathing had increased, as her passions were stoked. She writhed in the arms of the warrior. She had to have all of this woman, and she wanted to be taken as well. Her nipples had hardened, and the warrior was using them to send a lusty message to her cunt. The questions came, and the slut wanted to scream her desire for the warrior. Yet she couldn't bring herself to do more than struggle for breath. She clenched her legs, pressing her heated core tightly against her kindred. YES she wanted to be devoured! YES she wanted to feel every part of Ikarias! When the half-dragon began to suggest the slut was wearing too much clothing, Shasa found herself ripping off the remains of her own blouse and vest, before grabbing at Ikarias.
The half-dragon chuckled at the squirming frustrated bundle; "I'll take that as a yes." She pressed slowly through the crotch of Shasa's pants, teasing her. Ikarias could be merciful, for a short time. She pushed the girl up over her shoulder and walked back to the far end where several bundles of hay and an adequate soft pile were to hand. She set the girl on her feet, not missing the flush and heavy breathing.
Ikarias put her hands on her hips, "I suggest you remove your pants, sewing leather is a bitch... and you'll be much more comfortable outside of them." She enjoyed the view she had and certainly wanted to see more.
Shasa smiled up at the warrior then raked her eyes over the woman's body. To say the woman was tantalizing was an understatement. Instead of obeying, Shasa's eyes focused on Ikarias' pants, and she finally noticed the ripped garment, and bizarrely stitched wound. Shasa lowered herself to her knees, and began to uncinch the warrior's belt. She saw the larger hands flinch slightly, as they rested on sturdy hips, but they again relaxed. She was allowed to continue. She took great care in removing the leggings, not wanting to cause the warrior pain in this moment of pleasure. When removed completely, Shasa stood and drank in the full glory of the half-dragon.
Then she obediently removed her own leather britches, and stood with the desire of her body shining through her eyes. She opened her hands at her sides, and spoke with lust thick in her voice. "I see what I want...is there anything you see that you desire?"
The half-dragon couldn't keep the smile from her face, "Oh yes, quite a bit of what I desire." She walked around to the back of the girl, dragging her scaled knuckles down her spine, watching her shiver. She pushed the hair away from the back of the girl's neck and kissed the hollow just before the skull. "Do you think you can be still?"
Shasa would normally reply "Yes" without much thought, but gods, this woman's touch brought such sensation! She closed her eyes, and focused inward. Her shoulders shook slightly as she silently laughed as she acknowledged her own body's inability. "I'll surely try, my lord...but, I must honestly say that I don't know." She looked over her shoulder and engaged the eyes that consumed her. She smiled slightly. "If that answer displeases you, I suggest you make sure that I have no choice."
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End Part 2 - by Shasa &
Ikarias