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Karasu Redbeak x Ryel (WoL) PWP ❤️

Rating: Explicit

Category: F/M

Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV

Relationships: Karasu Redbeak/Original Female Character, Karasu Redbeak/Ryel, Karasu Redbeak/Warrior of Light

Characters: Karasu Redbeak, Ryel (Final Fantasy XIV OC), Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Original Female Character(s), Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Teasing, Kissing, Seduction, Body Worship, Explicit Sexual Content, Clones, Mirror Clones, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Anal Play, Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Multiple Penetration, Clone Sex, Orgy, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Female Au Ra (Final Fantasy XIV), Au Ra Tails Used Creatively, Ninjas In Love

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Summary:

Ryel and Karasu find themselves in an inn after another one of Karasu's dramatic exits. This time, Karasu had gotten a little singed, upsetting Ryel with his recklessness. Karasu takes it upon himself to put his pretty little pupil in a better mood, and show her his appreciation besides.

Notes:

Ryel belongs to @edenclover

Written for @edenclover

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"Such an unhappy face the hero's cute little gremlin makes," Karasu comments as Ryel wipes clean the black paint he usually wore over his eyes. "She is mad, is she not?"

Ryel purses her lips, doing her best to be careful and gentle when she is quite obviously upset. Her hold on his jaw is a firm press of fingers, her brow deeply furrowed with unhappy feelings. Her red eyes intent on his face, the pink of her limbral rings bright with her upset.

"I am not mad," she replies.

"—Disappointed?" Karasu prods, refusing to let it go with a non-answer, but the widening of his blue eyes suggests that he would be troubled should that truly be her answer.

Ryel rubs a little roughly in a spark of irritation. Now he was troubled? Where was this worry when he once again risked his life, when he ultimately got hurt? He thought he was so clever, so invincible. He was much too reckless all the time! What if he miscalculated, made a mistake or underestimated his opponent? What if he truly died? Ryel could not bear the thought.

Karasu makes a sound of discomfort, grasping at her wrist and leaning back. "Easy, little chick, a face such as this is a gift. Scrub too hard and you'll rub it right off!"

Ryel frowns at him. "Oh, now you care about this face of yours? You almost died, Karasu. You got too close, and you got hurt. That is why I am upset."

Karasu blinks at her in surprise, then smiles, tugging at her hand to place his cheek in her palm. Nuzzling his face there and pressing his lips into her lifeline and over her wrist. Attempting to smooth over her ruffled feelings with his affection as he always did when she scolded him thus. "Ah, my love is cross! She worries for me so! Such a warmth in my breast, a sweet feeling. Rest assured, my heart, my mirrors took the brunt of the damage. Your beloved master was barely even bruised, 'tis but a scrape, hardly even a scratch!"

Ryel's face twists up in exasperated fondness as Karasu proceeds to kiss his way up her arm, holding her hand in his so delicately, like she was something precious to be treasured. "Do not think you can distract me this time. You cannot kiss your way out of every conversation you don't want to have!"

She can feel Karasu grin where his lips pressed against her, peppering kisses over skin and scale as he worked his way up to the curve of her shoulder and tugged her into him. "Can I not? Does my love feel… distracted?" He asks in a syrupy sweet voice, his fingers caressing over her back. His hand slipped lower, and his voice deepened with that seductive touch. "Does she not deserve to be rewarded for taking such loving care of her master?"

Ryel flushes hot, her tail whipping out to slap at his wandering hands.

Karasu gave a soft yelp and pulled his hands back. His blue eyes wide and lower lip pouting as he cradled the hand she had smacked as if that barest of whacks was his most grievous of injuries.

No, he was a fool who had gotten himself hurt. What he called a scrape, a mere scratch was being too close during one of his explosive, dramatic exits. He had gotten a little singed, and more than scraped as he'd been caught and sliced by more than one sharp bit of shrapnel.

"You're injured, Karasu," Ryel says in reproach. "You should be resting, not further exerting yourself. Now just sit back and let me take care of you!"

Karasu looks into her face, all seriousness and genuine heartfelt desire to help him, and relents—for now—with a sigh. "Your master supposes he can allow it, if it is his little chick's wish."

Ryel's tail flickers with her pleasant, joyful surprise. Karasu watching the motion with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Thank you, master," Ryel says, just to further appease him. Karasu hums, waving his hand flippantly as he leaned back against the water warmed tub of their bath. Allowing his pupil, and most gorgeous lover, to tend to him as was her duty as his most capable and dedicated pupil.

Ryel returns to the task of washing his body. Keeping careful distance and watchful eyes upon her sneaky master in the case that he was still plotting to have his way with her. The waters they bathed in promised healing properties, but Ryel was not expecting an instant miracle. Karasu would simply need to take it easy so his body could heal. No further straining himself would be permitted if she had her way. That included ninjutsu training and pleasures of the flesh.

All goes well as she finishes up with washing his body clean of the grime that had come from the day and that of his recklessness that had resulted in his injuries. It is when she comes close to wash clean and rinse the long locks of his soft, inky black hair that Karasu once again makes a play for deeper intimacies.

Ryel had only just turned away in search of a comb for his hair when the hume made his move and pounced on her.

His hands settled on her hips, squeezing appreciatively at her curves as his lips pressed hot to her skin, following the blue pattern of her scales.

Ryel jolts a little in surprise, letting out a soft breath. Shivering as his hands slid over her in a slow, seductive caress. One hand skimming teasingly across the scale pattern that curved over her hips, the other sweeping higher to drag across her breasts, fingers catching and pressing into the soft give of her nipples.

Ryel bit her lips, head shaking. Her mouth opening to deny him as Karasu kissed his way up over her shoulder to her neck. Her usual smile stretches across her face despite her struggle to remain stern and forbidding. She couldn't help it, she loved this man. "Karasu—" She starts to say, still trying to keep him on track. This was not time for hanky panky!

"—Hush now, my love," Karasu purred in a voice so silky that it had her eyelashes fluttering with the sound.

"Let your master show you his appreciation for tending to him so well," the ninja insists, and Ryel finds herself swept up into his seductive thrall as he trailed heated kisses up her neck to her jaw. She turns her head to meet him as he kisses her chin on his path to her lips.

Ryel gives a soft sound in her throat, melting with a sigh into his kiss as his lips met hers with a build up of denied passion. It had been some time since they had been intimate. Everyday life did get in the way of it.

Ryel did not know whether to be annoyed at Karasu for going ahead with his own desires and impulses just like always, or upset at herself for so readily accepting his advances. But damn if his kisses didn't make her melt! His lips were so very seductive, sliding skillfully over her own and drawing her deeper and deeper into his passionate embrace. The slow, calculated movements of his hands drove her to distraction with his teasing. The pads of his fingers dragging over her areola, teasing along and swirling around the softness of her nipples until they hardened into stiff peaks.

His other hand roves over skin and scales along her hips. Pawing heavy handed at her thighs and hips. Fingers and palm kneading into the skin of her abdomen, and then lower still. To the plump, soft flesh of her mons. His fingers slipping closer and closer to the heated place between her thighs with every lustful pass of his wandering hands.

Ryel gives a soft whimper, squirming in his embrace as Karasu plies her with hot, heated kisses. His lips slide smoothly over her own, catching her lips between his to suck and nibble on. Her soft gasp allowing him to slip his tongue in to tease the sensitive inside of her mouth. Ryel moans as he kisses her even deeper, the tip of his tongue slides against hers, coaxing her with teasing swirls to come and play with him.

Ryel mewls sweetly as he sucks at her tongue while his fingers slide in between her thighs to rub at her folds. His hand kneads at her breasts, fingers tweaking and plucking at her nipples. The slight hint of pain bringing attention to the growing ache of desire, the throbbing heat that pulsed between her thighs.

"Ohh, ah.. we.. hhh… shouldn't…Nng!" Ryel barely manages to get out in gasping breaths as Karasu kisses her senseless. She could not focus enough to put a stop to this lewdness, her reasoning for why they should not slip further and further from her mind as lust began to take hold. It was not that she did not want to—especially now as Karasu stirred up her passion—but that she was worried he might push himself when he was already injured.

Karasu giggles with lascivious delight, humming into her mouth as he palmed at her pussy. The pads of his fingers seeking out the needy, throbbing pearl of her clit to tease at mercilessly. Ryel whines into his mouth, rocking her hips forward to meet his hand as he dipped his fingers into her folds. The dripping wetness of her arousal spills out over his fingers as he spreads her open, slicking the pads of his fingers as he rubbed along the inside of her slit. He seems to savor teasing her today, not yet giving into his favored past time of slipping his fingers inside of her and fingering her until she sobbed with pleasure.

Ryel finds herself rocking into the glide of his fingers, whimpering in her need as he stroked her lazily. He laughs into their kiss, squeezing at her breast and pinching her nipple as he slowly sank one finger inside of her. Delving into the soft, spongey depths of her wet heat. He thrusts that finger inside until she whimpers for more, then so graciously adds another, all the while slurping at her lips and tongue as his fingers kept on plucking at her nipples.

Ryel rocks into his hand as he fingers her much too slowly for her liking, groaning out her growing want. "More," she pleads, and those were dangerous words to say to an overzealous man like Karasu.

"As my cute little gremlin wishes," Karasu coos in a voice dripping saccharine sweetness, and Ryel stumbles forward on shaky, wobbly knees as he suddenly slips his fingers from inside of her, abruptly releasing her and stepping back.

Only for Ryel to let out a yelp as Karasu knelt down, grasped her by the tail, and yanked her bottom towards his face with the help of the firm hand he had on her hip.

"A—ah, K—Karasu!" She cried out in surprise as he groped aggressively at her shapely behind. She raises a hand to her face in embarrassment, her fair skin flushing a ruddy red as he buried his face against her bottom and nuzzled at her. "We… hahh.. shouldn't do this, you need your rest," she protests weakly, but does not pull away as he kneaded at her bottom and breathed in her smell, huffing at her with perverse delight.

Ryel squirmed in place, the knuckles of her hand raised to her face brushing her lips as her other hand that held the wash cloth squeezed the soapy fabric to her breast, sending suds sliding down her slippery skin.

"Shh, little chick," Karasu cooed in a voice thick with familiar lust, "Just let your dashing hero have a little taste, hmm? He promises not to overexert himself, truly!"

Ryel frowns in indecision, making a soft sound of concern in her throat at the thought that he might aggravate his injuries. But the way Karasu was groping at her was so passionate that it had the water lapping at the edges of the bath. So strongly was he kneading at her, every squeeze and pull of his fingers at her rear had her folds opening up and rubbing together again. With the ache of heated desire pooling in her lower belly and dripping down her this, she groaned softly and leaned back into him, ultimately giving in without further protest.

Karasu lets out a giddy laugh, his breath puffing hot against her skin as he pulls her in even closer. Ryel finds herself leaning forward into grasping the edge of the large tub as the ninja nudges her legs further open for him. Her face burns hot, feeling so very exposed to him. His gaze heavy and heated as he drank in the sight of her wet, dripping pussy. His fingers sank into her again, curling and thrusting as he pressed his face close to lap up the dewy wetness that dripped from her pretty little flower.

Ryel trembled all over, covering her mouth as she made sounds that were much too loud in the absurd echo of their rented bath. The walls of this inn were much too thin, and if she were not careful their lovemaking would be heard by any passersby who cared to listen in. Her body heats up all the more at the thought, dripping excitement as Karasu fingered her just how she liked it. He knew all her sensitive spots and aimed for them with laser precision as he sped up the pace of his thrusting fingers.

Ryel's sounds are barely stifled behind hand as Kasaru lapped hungrily at her folds, slurping at her like a melty treat on a hot day. Ryel trembled, struggling to stay with her bottom in the air, her tail carefully lifted away so as not to whack her generous lover in his handsome face.

The slippery feeling of her lover's tongue gliding up from her folds to lick over the pucker of her ass has her squealing behind her hand, her eyes clenching closed as Kasaru squeezed at one of her shapely cheeks and swirled his tongue over her hole. The lewd, wet sounds he made by slurping at her ran up and down her horns, the sound echoing and vibrating through her as he slurped and sucked and groaned and laughed.

The fingers that had been in her pussy soon slide up, drenched in her juices, to play and tease at the twitching pucker of her hole as Kasaru fills her pussy up again with the fingers of his other hand before she can miss him. Ryel whines out, rocking back into his hand as he fingered her, and the delightful blunt pressure of the first slick fingertip he pushes against the twitching pucker of her ass. Slicked so by her juices, it sinks inside to the first knuckle easily with a little push, and then deeper still as Karasu fingered her with unrelenting energy.

Ryel can only sob her pleasure into her hands. Her legs trembling and hips jerking as he pushed her steadily towards her peak with his fingers and tongue.

The touch of a hand to her wrist makes Ryel jump, and she opens her eyes to meet the blue of Karasu's gaze. Of another Karasu, a mirror clone, because the Karasu still enthusiastically eating her out had not moved an ilm from the feast he made of her. When had he done so? She had not even realized he had made them. Had he planned this early on?

Ryel finds her hands pulled away from her face as the clone draws her into a hungry kiss not unlike the one Karasu had seduced her with. Ryel leans into it, letting out her lustful sounds into the soft welcoming warmth of the clone's mouth.

More hands touch her, sliding over her skin and fondling her breasts, and Ryel moans to discover that Karasu had not stopped at one clone. He had made three. No, four. One after the other does Ryel find herself kissed, the clones taking turns in stealing her breath and bruising her lips as the real, true Karasu kept up his hero's work of eating her out like a man starved for the taste of her.

Another finger joins the first in her ass, stretching her open as her pussy clenched around the fingers stirring her up there so relentlessly. Ryel's moans pitch high into mewling little whimpers, muffled against the smugly smiling lips of the clones still taking turns kissing her. Her hips jerk uncontrollably, her tail raised up high as Karasu found her sweet spots and milked them for all they were worth. Pushing her towards her peak with single minded focus that had Ryel's knees buckling and eyes rolling back as she broke hungry the kiss she was engaged in to tip her head back and cry out for him so prettily.

Ryel very nearly slumps into the tub, still making little pleasured sounds in her throat as her whole body spasms and twitches with the after affects of her toe curling orgasm. Her eyelashes flutter and her lips smile oh so blissfully with the sound of her lover's giddy giggle curling around her horns from so many directions in a spine tingling euphony of sound.

She feels something like a well loved cat—if only she could purr—as several pairs of hands stroke at her and sing her praises. Her name falling sweet from her lover's lips in that sing-song voice of his. She hums in her throat, arching into their touch and kissing at the fingers and palms of the hands that come near her face. "Mm, Karasu," she purrs his name happily. Her blissful smiling crooking up into a grin as a finger catches on her bottom lip. She flicks her tongue over it, opening her mouth to nip at that fingertip with her teeth before dipping her head forward to take it into her mouth and suck it.

Her own giggle vibrates in her throat as her gaggle of Karasu's all hiss a breath and echo similar sentiment, calling her a vixen, a temptress, a tease. The true Karasu obvious to her for the way he calls to her, "Ah, so naughty, my devilish little gremlin~"

Ryel gives a gasp as Karasu lifts her up and turns her around, pushing her back into the embrace of the mirror clone behind her as he dragged his hot lips up her body to kiss her again. Ryel groans, sinking into his kiss eagerly. The taste of her arousal is so very heady on his tongue as he kisses her filthy and deep. Moans hitching in her throat as several pairs of hands pawed at her strongly. Squeezing at her breasts and stroking over her abdomen and palming at her hips, thighs, and rear.

She moans into her lover's mouth as that attention shifts. So many copies of a familiar pair of lips pressed to her in a trail of kisses over every ilm of skin and scale, followed by lewdly licking tongues that join in to worship her body. A soft, wet, ticklish feeling that made her squirm as much as it made her throb again with renewed arousal. Their laughter thrums through her horns and makes her skin tingle where their lips press against her as she moans out, "Ahh, Karasu~!"

Her head tips back in a groan as two clones narrow in on her chest at the same time. Her arms lifted up by their hands and guided to loop around their necks and tangle in the long locks of their soft, dark hair as they licked at her. Ryel squirms, cheeks flushing as they did not skip licking at her underarms in the path to her breasts. Licking every ilm very much meant that with Karasu, he seemed to delight in surprising her and making her squirm.

But soon enough those slippery tongues were lapping at the soft swell of her breasts and sucking at her skin. Swirling around her areola as their lips closed around her nipples and sucked at her so strongly like they expected milk to come out.

"Hhng…!" Ryel lets out, a gasp catching in her throat as a third clone knelt behind her and pushed her legs open, his hand grasping and tugging at her tail as he groped her bottom and kissed over her skin in what was surely the beginnings of picking up where the true Karasu had left off.

"K—Kararusu," Ryel moaned as the clone wasted no time in spreading her open with one hand on the rounded curve of her cheek and licking at her from the slippery slit of her folds to her twitching hole, slurping at her with that same hunger that the original Karasu had shown.

The clones move with her as Ryel slips slowly down Karasu's body with the guiding hand of the clone at her back sweeping over her spine. Karasu's hands cup her cheeks, caressing her soft skin and delicate scales with swipes of his thumb. His fingers slipping down to rub over her bottom lip as his arousal bobbed against his belly just ilms away from her face. It was obvious what he was hoping for..

Well, let it not be said that Ryel was not fair. He had used his mouth on her—was still doing so with the clone behind her—and so Ryel was glad to return the favor. She leans into him, her lips dragging over his shaft in a teasing kiss before her tongue flicked out to lap at the salty, musky taste of him.

The heady scent of sex is heavy in the air, and the musky smell of her lover goes straight to her head. Desire pulsing through her strongly as she licks over his length, swirling her tongue around him and then pecking little kisses to the mushroom head of his tip.

"Ryel," Karasu groans, and a thrill goes through her to hear her name from his lips. He favored his cute little pet names for her, so to have him call her by her name was particularly special to her.

His hands grip her horns, muffling her hearing and distorting her sense of balance, but Ryel has full trust in him to take care of her as he guides her forward. Her soft mouth opening up for him to slide the tip of his cock between her lips, her throat open and relaxed for him. For his cock to rub over her warm, wet tongue. Her horns a convenient bit of handholds for him to use, something to grab onto as well as pull her forward as he thrust slowly into her mouth, deeper with every motion until Ryel's nose brushed against his pubic bone.

Her eyelashes flutter as he guides her forward and back with the thrust of his hips. She knows his shape well and savors every bump and dip and curve. The throb of him on her tongue, the pulse of his heated blood through the sensitive veins there. Ryel moans, happy to please him as she was to be pleased.

The clones had not been idle as Karasu had more and more his fill of her. Her breasts tingled and ached with the sucking mouths still attached to her nipples. Throbbing in time with the desire that pulsed through her clit as the clone behind her smothered himself in her with characteristic Karasu enthusiasm. His face buried against her as he thrust his tongue out and wriggled it for her pleasure. Ryel was most certainly feeling very pleased as she rocked her hips back into him and moaned around her mouthful of her lover's cock.

She gives pleasure in return to Karasu by the hungry suction of her mouth and the play of her tongue around the shape of him. So familiar with him now that she knows his every weak point, his every sensitive spot, and uses it against him just as he had done to her.

Though muffled by the grip of his hands grasping her horns, the sounds he made for her were so very sweet as he did not restrain giving voice to his pleasure. It only makes Ryel all the hotter, spurring her on all the more to pull those sounds from his ever smiling lips.

"Such a bright pupil, your master is so very pleased how well you have taken in all his lessons," Karasu coos to her, his voice hitching with moans as he speaks to her.

Ryel moans in her throat, further stimulating the ninja as he sped up his movements, fucking into her willing mouth in a short, frantic burst.

"Hahh… Ahh, so lovely, my little chick," Karasu groans, his motions coming slowly to a stop as he drew her back by her horns. His palm came to cradle her cheek as he rubbed the tip of his prick over her slick lips. The blue of his eyes made almost entirely black for the wideness of his pupils. So heavy was his gaze with desire.

"Come here," he says to her, cupping her face. "Come to me, my love."

Ryel rises up, to be drawn into him and kissed entirely breathless. The clones step back for a moment as Karasu monopolizes her for his own. His touch was so very possessive where he grasped at her, hands wandering amorously.

"I must have you now, Ryel," Karasu murmurs insistently into her soft, sweet lips. Ryel very nearly swoons into him as he pulls back to kiss along her jaw and down her throat. Her hands tangling in his dark, gorgeous hair as she crushed her lips to his.

"Yes," She gasps out, nibbling at his bottom lip and sucking at it. "Please, Karasu. I need you."

Karasu groans, pulling her flush against him. His hand squeezing at her hip and kneading along her thigh as he drew her leg up to curve along his waist. The shape of him slipping between her thighs, rubbing up against her so deliciously. A tease of what was to come as his tip slipped over her dripping folds. Parting her soft flesh for him with the slow pendulum of his hips. Her wetness dripping down to coat the length of him as he grinder slowly against her.

Ryel whimpers in her throat with need, reaching down to grasp him and guide him where she wanted him.

"So impatient, my little gremlin," Karasu chides her teasingly. Tutting at her, but of course obliging her all the same.

He would give her what she wanted. What they both wanted. But first he sits them both down, arranging them more comfortably in the bath with Ryel in his lap so that they do not slip and fall. Then he rubs his tip against her, lining himself up. Sinking into her slowly, ilm by ilm. The both of them moaning out in perfect harmony as Karasu filled her so full and Ryel gripped him so tightly in her warm, wet heat.

Karasu sets a rhythm straight away. Unable to still the passion that rises within him as he lifted her up and down again with groping palmfuls of her lovely bottom, every time like the very first time. Ryel mewls out such cute little sounds for him, grasping at him tightly as he moves with enough enthusiasm for the both of them.

With the two of them so caught up in one another, the clones slink close again silently. All their focus on Ryel as they reach out and caress her with greedy, lustful hands. Drawing her hands away from Karasu so that they might kiss from her shoulders down to her arms to her hands, so small and delicate compared to their own.

They suck at her fingers, tonguing between the gaps and then dragging their teeth over her palms as they cupped their hands over the backs of hers and drooled into her open hands. A slippery slick coating of saliva to slather onto their waiting cocks as they curl her hands around their waiting lengths and thrust into the fists she makes of her hands.

Ryel licks at her lips, panting with her lips so invitingly slack as she jerked two clones off at the same time. The true Karasu claiming full rights to her pussy as the clone behind her rubbed his cock against her ass. His tip prodded at her hole and then slowly spread her open as he sank his cock inside her ass ilm by ilm. Stuffing Ryel so delightfully full of Karasu's cock as they both thrust lazily into her. Not yet distracting her too much as to lose her focus on giving the other clones their due satisfaction.

Again does Ryel find her mouth put to use as a clone stepped forward into her and guided his cock between her lips. Rubbing over her extended tongue as he stuffed his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth with every thrust of his hips. She moaned around the shape of him in her mouth, sucking and slurping at him hungrily as he dripped precum over her slippery tongue.

She is lost in the sensation of it all, her body swaying this way and that as she allows herself to drown in pleasure, to please and be pleased by her lover and all the mirror clones he had brought forth to indulge and satisfy her.

The lewd, slick sounds of their passion fills the air as the base sound, the chorus their moans. Were anyone to be listening in, it would certainly sound like a night of filthy debauchery going on.

"Mm," Ryel moans, leaning into the pendulum motions of the clone using her mouth. Her eyelashes fluttering, then squeezing shut with a muffled, "mm!" as the mirror clone gripped her horns and treated her a bit more roughly in chasing his own release. She feels him pulse on her tongue, spurring her on to suck him all harder, and with a few spurts of spend over her tongue does the clone release her to burst into smoke with a pop.

Ryel grins, salty spend dripping from the corners of her lips as the true Karasu gives a delighted giggle and cups her cheeks in his warm hands. "The little chick has won the first round," he crows, thumbing at the corners of her lips and then opening her mouth for him to show him the collection of cum pooled in her mouth. "There is her prize," the ninja adds, tipping her chin up. "Swallow it all, my little gremlin."

Ryel makes a show of it, gulping it down slow and looking him in the eye as she licks over her lips. Karasu has a lustful, approving look in those bright blue eyes.

"What an obedient pupil," he praises her, drawing her in to kiss him lazily and suck the salty taste from her tongue.

Ryel gives a content little purr in her throat, tangling her hands in his long, dark hair as he licks into her mouth and bounced her in his lap.

He does not let her come up for air until she felt dizzy, her lips buzzing and bruised from his kisses.

"The master will now test his little chick," Karasu tells her, fiddling with a lock of her blue hair and grazing his knuckle over her cheek. "How long can she last? Will she win again?" Karasu laughs wickedly. "Let us find out."

Ryel groans in her throat, head thrown back in a blissful gasp as Karasu and his clone sped up their lazy pace, thrusting quick and deep. Karasu's hands grasp at her hips and grope her at her rear, the clone palming at her chest and pinching and plucking her nipples.

She is distracted, the movement of her hands stalled as she was rocked between them and stirred up inside. The mirror clones on either side of her taking up the task of stroking themselves by wrapping their hands around her smaller ones and guiding the glide of her palm and the squeeze of her fingers.

Karasu's teasing titter tickled at her horns, his hands kneading at her strongly as he purred, "Giving in already, my little gremlin? Your master thought you had more fight left in you. Where has his feisty chocobo chick gone, hmm?"

Ryel snaps back into focus with his words. It was true, she did not like to give in so easily. "Not done yet," she gasps out, putting the pressure on him and his clones by squeezing the lot of them. Pulsing her inner muscles and gripping harder with her hands as she rolled her hips.

"Take this," she growls out, showing that fiery spark that Karasu adored as she put her whole heart into using her body against him.

Karasu groaned out and cackled, "Ahahaha, that's more like it!" Practically cheering her on as she used what she knew of his weaknesses to her advantage. "Ohh, so delightfully wicked of you, my love!" Karasu purred, tugging on one of her horns to crush her lips to his. The both of them panting into each other's mouths as they dueled this way, too. Sucking, licking and biting.

"Hnng, yes! There's my star pupil, my Ryel," Karasu simpers, the smile on his face made somewhat ridiculous as Ryel bit into his bottom lip and tugged at it with her teeth while he spoke. "Show me—show all of us—no mercy!"

Ryel gives something between a purr and a growl in her throat, biting over his jaw and down his throat as she works herself into a frenzy. Hips jerking and tail lashing. Occasionally hard enough to whip the two men—two Karasu—she was pinned between. But that only seems to spur them on more as they gasp and groan with the sting of her tail.

They grasp at her flesh with bruising force, pressing their mouths to her skin and sucking marks of blooming rose and plum as they move under her in perfect unison, driving her closer and closer to blissful release.

Ryel bites her lip, unwilling to give in even as she feels that peak begin to crest. She groans out, and has an inspired idea. She slips her tail through the gap between her and the clone behind her. Using the flat side of the tip of her tail, she massages at the clone's perineum, smiling with smug satisfaction for the way the clone gasps for her and spreads his legs wide.

Yes, just like that. She could feel the clone reacting inside of her, that much closer to reaching his peak. Another clone soon to be undone by her.

"My little gremlin uses tricks," Karasu's giggle vibrates through her, so close to her horns that he could kiss them if he wanted. "Clever, clever girl," the ninja purrs, lavishing her with kisses over skin and scale.

Ryel tingles with his praise, lifting her chin in want of his kisses. Practically purring in her throat as Karasu obliges her with characteristic passion, tangling his tongue with hers as he kisses her deep.

Ryel mewls in her throat, rocking to a fro between him and the clone behind her, her hands still preoccupied by the use of the clones on either side of her. Wanting so badly to give in. To reach her peak and bask in the afterglow.

"Yes, love, yesss," Karasu coos, sucking at her lips and tongue. "Give into bliss. I made them all for you, to show my appreciation."

She is pressed flush between Karasu and the clone at her back, heart pounding and blood rushing as the force of their movements sent water sloshing over the tub.

Ryel groans out, her pleasure cresting with the fervent affection of her lover and the passion of his mirror clones.

Her head tips back as she gives an inarticulate cry. Karasu's lips trailing hot over her neck, sucking marks into her skin as the clone behind her gives a strangled sound and bursts in more than one way, filling her up with his fabricated spend and then disappearing from behind her with a billow of steam.

The two clones using her hands follow suit, gasping and groaning as their seed lands on her skin and drips over her hands.

Karasu winds his arms around her waist and pulls her into him before she can lose her balance without the clones bracing her, chasing after his own release with the strong gyration of his hips.

Ryel clutches at his back, her fingernails indenting his skin as he reaches his peak. His pleasured moan curling so sweet around her horns, making her eyelashes flutter with the sound.

They hold each other like that, panting and quiet.

At least until Karasu giggles.

"Something funny?" Ryel smiles.

Karasu shakes his head, kissing her hair. "What mess we have made, my love."

Ryel hums in agreement, fairly sticking skin to skin with the ninja. "We should wash up," she suggests as she rinses gooey spend from her hands. She'd have to wash Karasu again, too. "After that, I think some rest is in order."

"Oh, but my dearest love," Karasu giggled, wagging his finger at her and gesturing to the two clones who had given her so much pleasure, but had not been inside of her, "these two have yet to sample all the pleasurable delights of your flesh! Will you truly be so cruel as to deny them when they worked so hard to satisfy you?"

Ryel flushes hot, glancing up at the clones as they advance ever closer and make such lustful, envious expressions. She had thought they had vanished the same as the other two. Apparently not.

Ahh, well… She supposed it was only fair. "Alright," Ryel says, and then yelps as she is snatched up and manhandled by greedy, amorous hands.

Suddenly, with a puff of smoke, two clones became double that, then even more. Four, six, eight…. No, a dozen clones all surrounding her! All of them vying for her attention.

"Karasu!" Ryel cried out as she was pawed at, breasts and thighs and belly. Her pussy and ass spread open as she was held aloft and put on display for the ninja as so many mirrored hands slipped forward to tease and finger her.

Ryel's moan is swallowed by two Karasu clones kissing her at once. Licking into her mouth in a tangle of tongues. Slurping at her and sucking at her lips. Her hips jolt as another clone sucked hard at her clit. Another tongued at her asshole as her hands were used again to slide over clone cocks. Her breasts, the backs of her knees, her feet, and even her armpits something for the many slick, throbbing cocks to rub up against as they waited for their turn inside of her. Her pussy clenches around so many fingers teasing her at once.

Karasu giggles with wicked delight. "Your Karasu will rest as you requested, my love," he tells her, not seeming tired at all despite his earlier claims. "But he finds himself so very bored by the notion of doing so alone. Will his adorable gremlin not give him a show to entertain him before his nap?"

Ryel cannot focus enough to give him a reply, only moaning as she finds herself filled by the two clones from the first batch. Their cocks slid into her smoothly, in perfect sync with one another as they built up a rhythm and bounced her between them. The other clones continue to use her body for their enjoyment. Fingers plucking and then mouths sucking at her nipples and clit.

Karasu's giggle of wicked, lecherous delight rings through her horns, and quickly becomes background noise to her as she is made to focus on all the clones demanding her attention. All of them intent on worshipping her from head to toe.

She loses all sense of time being the center of attention in a room too small for so many overeager, amorous clones. They please her, and use her to please themselves, all the while Karasu watches on. A voyeur to aught he had personally set the stage for. A perverse little play just for him, with Ryel the lovely female lead. Ravished by so many copies of him, her dashing, rakish male lead.

She peaks again and again and again from so many fingers and licking tongues, stretched open and filled up by so many cocks. It all blurs together at some point, until Ryel finally, inevitably succumbs to exhaustion.

…..

Ryel jolts awake, lifting her head from her specially commissioned pillow—the life of an Au Ra, custom pillows to accommodate the horns—to find herself in bed. Huh? Had she passed out? She had obviously been washed clean, and dressed in her comfortable sleepwear. Trying to move, she finds herself quite stuck. Held captive by one Karasu—the true one, like as not—and surrounded on all sides by a snuggle pile of mirror clones.

Ryel struggles a moment, trying to squirm from the arms of Karasu, and all the clones with arms wrapped snugly around her limbs. She was weighed down, pinned by so many muscular, naked bodies; all of them Karasu. It would surely be a dream if she did not have to get up to use the facilities.

Karasu grumbles, however. Tightening his grip around her and burying his face in her chest. "No moving, little chick," he says in a sleep roughened voice.

Ryel stills, but whines a little. "I need to—"

"—Shhh," Karasu interrupts her. "What my little gremlin needs is sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep. Close your eyes and dream again, my love. Shall your hero sing you a lullaby?"

Ryel heaves a sigh and settles back down. She supposed it wasn't that urgent. "Sing for me?" She decides, settling a hand on his soft, dark hair and winding her fingers through the long locks.

Karasu hums at first, warming up his throat, and then sings her a soft, silly song about a little chick that was so adored. Ryel smiles, slowly relaxing with his song, and drifts nearly asleep when Karasu lifts his head and brushes his lips over hers.

"I liked that," she says, of his kiss and his song.

"I knew you would," Karasu murmurs with confidence.

"Sing to me again next time?" Ryel asks.

Karasu gives a soft little giggle, caressing her cheek with the barest touch of his fingertips. "Whatever your wish, my love."

Ryel blinks sleepily, giving a content little sound in her throat. "Good night, Karasu."

Karasu hums, kissing her again, even softer. She could barely keep her eyes open now.

"...Good night, Ryel."

Her eyes fall closed and she dreams again.

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