On the Third day
15th December
//nadia, portia and lucio arrive
//Lucio has hayfever and chypre takes his mind off it.
smut
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Portia's voice rang out.
"You do not need a doctor. You just have a cold!"
"How do -you- know?" Lucio sneered.
"Because I'm not an idiot!"
Chypre opened the door to the raised voices, revealing the countess on the doorstep clearly at wits' end.
"Oh dear lady... Hello! Please save me." Nadia's eyes lit up
"Hello! You made it! Ahhh, why?"
Chypre smiled, confused, then followed Nadia's gaze to Portia and Lucio further down the path.
"How dare you!?" The count drew himself up to his full height.
"How dare YOU?!" Portia jabbed a finger at him angrily
"Say no more." Chypre stepped aside to usher Nadia inside the house "Asra is in the kitchen."
Nadia clasped her shoulder in passing and Chypre moved down the path.
"Portia, hello! Can you help Nadi in the kitchen please?"
"Hi Chypre!" Portia turned to face her, anger forgotten in an instant, and wrapped the magician in a tight hug "Of course. Good to see you." She bounded inside the house.
"Oh Chypre, they've been just ghastly to me." The tall blonde wrapped his arms around the magician and nuzzled into her hair.
"I know, precious." She hugged him back.
"I really am sick."
"Well, come inside and let me take care of you."
Satisfied now that someone was listening to him, Lucio let Chypre lead him inside the house to a big bedroom with floor to ceiling windows and a huge wooden bed. Lucio took one look at the bed and flung himself upon it.
"Where does it hurt?" Chypre asked, suppressing a smile.
"My head." He put on a sad puppy face.
Chypre climbed onto the bed to run her fingers over his face, and Lucio wriggled into her lap so he could rest his head on her thighs.
"Where?" The magician gently traced his brows, then the aquiline curve of his nose "Here?" she smoothed her thumbs over his cheekbones and under his eyes.
"Everywhere."
"Have you been sneezing?" She continued to trace the contours of his face.
"Ugh, non stop!"
"Itchy eyes?"
"How...?
"Hmm..." Chypre pretended to think hard.
"What? Is it serious?"
Lucio looked so concerned she had to laugh.
"No, darling." She kissed the tip of his nose "It's just hayfever. I'll get you something for it."
The magician slipped from his grasp and went to fetch a bottle of pills and a glass of water. When she returned Lucio had propped himself up against the pillows, still fully dressed and boots on. She handed him the medication and water.
"Take two." She said "And we'll see if I can't make you feel a little more comfortable."
Chypre climbed back on the bed and knelt at his feet, one hand sliding up his leather clad leg to the top buckle of one boot. Lucio shifted his legs apart, propping his prosthetic arm behind his head, and watched her unbuckle and pull both boots off. He unbuttoned his pants with his other hand and raised one perfect eyebrow at her in challenge.
Never one to back down, Chypre crawled up his legs to sit astride his thighs, fingers hooked in the waistband of his pants. She lowered her face to nuzzle his swiftly hardening length through the material.
Lucio groaned and tipped his head back, but he couldn't completely tear his eyes away, he loved watching someone suck him off. In fact he loved watching, period, as long as he was the focus. Her long black hair slipped through his fingers as she lifted her head to finally finish unbuttoning his pants and get them out of the way. He was, of course, naked underneath.
Chypre curled one hand around him, stroking him firmly from base to tip. Her hair shrouded his groin with its warm, silky weight as she lowered her mouth to his sex, tongue swirling around the thick head. Lucio fisted his hand in the shiny raven locks to push her head down. She felt like heaven on his cock as he guided her head up and down, working himself deeper into her throat with each pass.
"Ohhh, fuck yes... Good girl..."
The magician's nails dug into Lucio's hips as she fought off the need to breathe, loving the feel of him fucking her mouth, the tight pull on her hair, the murmured praise. Alas, human biology won out and he let go as she pushed back against his hand, gasping for breath. She continued to stroke him with her fingers, pumping his length, focusing on the head with her mouth.
"So good..." Lucio stroked her cheek, then dropped his hand to the bed and let her bring him close to the edge. A dark(er) part of him thought about not stopping next time, about choking her with his cock while tears sparkled in her lashes and her body fought for breath. And then, when she passed out from lack of oxygen, he'd cum on her face. The thought was enough to instantly trigger his orgasm and he came hard, spilling in her mouth.
Oblivious to his thoughts, Chypre swallowed his seed and licked him clean.
"Better?" She purred, grinning up at him.
Lucio stroked her hair.
"You have no idea."
And it was probably better that way.
END.
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