Winds of Change [Liooon!] [M]

[Rhindeer]

Jayari stared at him, more confused now than before.

"People...pay to relax? That's it? It must be a very special building," she said, scratching the side of her head--and smearing deer blood into her hair as a result. "What kind of relaxing are they doing that they have to pay for a special building to do it in? Yeesh. Adela sounds weird. What other weird things do the people elsewhere do? Khulan swears in some places, people wear shoes on their hands and shake their heads to say yes and nod to say no. Is that true?"

Khulan was one of her sisters, and Aharu's second oldest child.

[Lion]

At her confusion, Ki'adan turned his eyes to the kill and then up to Jayari.  Then he grinned.  "Adelans are very strange.  What people pay for to 'relax' in such places, others might blush in offense.  It's a special kind of relaxation.  But people pay for all sorts of things - some at the very least want someone to talk to.  The workers there are being paid either way, so perhaps they are inclined to listen.  Some people have peculiar tastes they need fulfilled.  Others just need a place to wind-down."

Ki'adan leaned forward and licked the blood off her face, and let his face lingers near hers.  He kissed her swiftly, hotly, and deeply, and pulled his lips away with a smack.  "All sorts of ways to relax, lots of heavy, sweaty, hot, and hungry ways to relax that often involve penetration...  But not always."  His hand slid down between her breasts, dragging down along her belly and even lower, eyes searching her expression.

[Rhindeer]

...They paid to have someone to talk to? Jayari's eyebrows knit together as Ki'adan spoke, a look of perplexed disgust twisting her lips, and part of her started to feel kind of sorry for these Adelans. Or at least pity them. No wonder they were so fucked up if they had to pay to find someone to talk to! Really? Were they so terrible their own people didn't want to hear their horseshit?

She was still trying to make sense of the things Ki'adan was telling her when he licked her--and then kissed her--and if she'd been getting chilled before, that made her blood run hotter as she tasted blood and him. Oh. Ohhhh. He hadn't really been talking about literal relaxation, had he? Ohdeargods.

Jayari stiffened in surprise at the feel of his hand, then relaxed beneath it, little tingles spreading beneath his fingers and raising goosebumps that had nothing to do with the cold. Her breathing hitched, her belly sucking in, and she stared back at him, face flushed, as his hand slipped further down.

"Oh," she breathed, voice a little smaller, because she felt rather sheepish for being so oblivious. She bit her lip and covered his hand with her own--but not to stop him. "But why would they have to pay for that, when it can be freely given?"

[Lion]

"Because some people enjoy making a profession out of it, in particular id they're quite good at it, or have a few tricks up their proverbial sleeves," he answered, grin turning sky as he let his fingers play along those hairs between her legs.  "Some might be willing to give it freely, but things are different in Adela.  They're all crazy up there."

Ki'adan leaned in again to kiss her, with greater force this time.  He pulled away and pursed his lips.  "Do you...give it away freely?"

[Rhindeer]

"Ah..." Jayari bit the inside of her cheek, not quite sure how to answer that--and more than a little distracted as he tickled along her hair and made her hips squirm. She had fooled around with a few of her friends over the years, and she wasn't ashamed of that--yet she hesitated. As much as she hated to admit it, she was afraid of him judging her, and judging her badly. The world was filled with double standards, after all, and there were certain (very suffocating) standards she was expected to adhere to. It was one thing to fool around with a childhood friend that knew her and respected her and kept her secrets, or a guardian that likewise already respected her--and quite another to admit it to a man she'd admired and crushed on since she was young. There was a greater risk involved there.

She didn't want to lose his respect when she felt like she was finally just starting to earn it. And yet...maybe that was a silly concern? You know, since they were naked together with his hand down between her legs, and he hadn't seemed to mind her forwardness. But some men really wanted to be the first, too.

"I'm still a virgin, if that's what you mean," she breathlessly said, as nonchalantly as she could--and it wasn't a lie by the definition her people adhered to. She didn't give him much opportunity to process her answer, though, and roughly grabbed him by the hair and pulled him into another fierce kiss, tongue slipping into his mouth for a taste.

"And I'm not making you pay for this, am I?" she said against his lips, and gave them another nibble.

[Lion]

She was a very good kisser.  And nobody got that good unlrss they'd been kissing plenty of people.  Kiadanr wasn't complaining, it was just another perk about this little unplanned exchange.  He snickered at her implication.  He shook his head.  "I never pay for sex.  Well, except that one time with a Valu-vali dancer in Essyrn, and I got that weird rash afterward. But a few poutices and it was gone.  I'll never do that again, that's for sure."

He smiled against her lips, slipping bloody hands into her braids and pulling her in for another kiss.  He let his teeth snag into her bottom lip, pulling it a little until it snapped back.  "Brothels aren't all they're chopped up to be.  Only the real high class ones are worth going too.  But like I said before, I don't pay for sex.  If a partner is willing, I might be convinced to oblige."

[Rhindeer]

A Valu-vali dancer? Jayari added that to the list of things she needed to ask him about--not because she was jealous of said dancer (maybe a little), but because she wanted to know what that was! But now wasn't the time, because their lips were joined and she'd lifted up onto her knees more so she could lean into him, pressing their bodies closer together and smearing blood down his back. It was a little gross if she thought about it, but right then she wasn't thinking about much beyond the excitement of the moment.

She whimpered when he tugged her lip, half pain, half pleasure, as she clawed at his back and left behind red welts.

"Aaand if I said I was willing," she breathed, pressing searing kisses along his neck before nibbling at his ear, "would you be convinced?"

The words tumbled out before she could stop them, but she didn't try to take them back.

[Lion]

"Words can mean lots of things, all sorts in fact," Ki'adan he said, letting his hands run up her sides now, drawing his own nails and painting her skin with that deer blood that had gotten all over him in its skinning.  He drew the White Wolf clan symbol on her ribs before splaying his palms over it and disheveling its design.  It meant nothing to him now.

There was something very primal about this moment in particular and if it so pleased him he'd throw her down and take her right then and there.  There were considerations to keep in mind however, considerations of ceremony and possibilities of accidental Duhjari.  He was thankful he was on the herb enough for that.  He had neither the patience or the mind for stupid children.

"Besides," he added, moaning softly at the kisses along his neck.  "Actions speak louder than words."

[Rhindeer]

"True enough!" Jayari agreed, and pushed on his shoulders then to tip him onto his back. She smiled impishly down at him as she crawled atop him and touched his face lightly, leaving behind smears of blood where her fingers caressed, before she touched his lips with her thumb and drew a line of blood down the center to the tip of his chin.

It looked almost like ceremonial warpaint, and the idea amused her as she remembered that this was the prince of her peoples' rival tribe. This was definitely not an act of war--though if he took her, now that might very well be.

But that was fine, because Jayari didn't plan on taking things that far, anyway. She was adventurous in a lot of ways, but paranoid in others, and though she thought the customs stupid and unfair, it was the fear of being shamed that bound her to them. Cupping his face in her bloody hands, she kissed him again, long and hard, as she lightly straddled his legs.

"There are some things I can't do," she said, trailing those caresses down his chest and belly and teasing around his navel. "But that still leaves plenty of other fun things."

[Lion]

Ki'adan smiled up at her, appreciating her forwardness.  He had a healthy respect for people that went out get their way, to make choices for themselves rather than reply solely on wherever tradition would guide them.  Jayari seemed that type.  And he wondered if she had ever considered leaving this stagnant life.  What if she didn't have that choice?

"I think I like where this is heading, but what kind of fun do you know?" He asked, his hands running along her belly, drawing birds on either side of the ravine in her abdomen.

[Rhindeer]

"Things involving mouths and hands and my body on your body," Jayari said with a sly smile, as she drew a sun around his navel, complete with squiggly rays radiating outward. She bit her lip to keep from laughing as her maturity really showed when she added a smiley face to the center, so his navel was the nose.

She was no artist. While he drew pretty designs, he got a smiley sun belly.

She met his eyes, looking quite pleased with herself, before she trailed her hand down further to brush her fingers along the thin hairs running down his belly--before tickling the thicker pubic hairs. Her hand ghosted along to the side before touching him to caress his inner thigh instead. "Or we could always finger paint."

[Lion]

Ki'adan visibly shivered when her fingers were leading to more interesting things.  He was content to let her explore as she pleased, even watching her hands idly.  Until it seemed the obvious trail was diverted and he chuckled.  Fingerpaints? Really?  What were they children?

"Actually that sounds like it would be fun," he added with a laugh.  He sat up, leaning more on his elbows and using an idle bloody hand to paint a face of her left breast.

[Rhindeer]

Jayari shivered when he touched her breast, even if just to paint a face on it, and her body responded to the contact. It was distracting, and she wanted nothing more than for him to touch her, and yet...this was fun. Silly, and fun, and she liked that the man who'd seemed so refined and serious to her when she was younger was able to do things like this.  It was like a game to see who had the most restraint.

She glanced down to watch him--and let out a breathless laugh when she saw what he had painted. "Pfffft. Copy-cat," she teased, and she leaned past him briefly to dip her fingers in some of the pooled blood near the butchered deer.

Biting her lip to hold back more laughter, she started to trace bloody lines on his chest in a simple design. "Guess what I'm drawing now!" she said, voice sing-song, as the design quickly began to take the shape of a badly drawn penis.

[Lion]

Ki'adan already could tell what she was drawing - or trying to- just by feeling the trace of he hands on his chest.  He suddenly snorted laughter loudly.  "Of course you, the regal Banyur princess, would draw a cock on my chest," he laughed and proceeded to draw two testicles on her face, one on each cheek, and a penis along her neck.

"There, now you have your own cock and balls," he chuckled.  "Though, if I put dots on them, they become breasts.  Now you have a boobs on your face and a dick under your chin."

[Rhindeer]

Jayari burst into fresh laughter, unable to keep it in any longer, and wiped tears from the corners of her eyes. "We are so mature. The future leaders of two powerful tribes, right here! Our people are doomed," she said, and grinned. "Imagine if I went home looking like this."

Still snickering, she leaned in and cupped Ki'adan's face before pressing a hard kiss to his lips, tongue slipping between his lips, before she drew back with a nibble. "I hope the boobs you drew are at least smaller than mine, so mine can be the bigger pair for once!"

And, grasping his hands in hers, she brought them up to cover her breasts. "What do you think?"

[Lion]

"Oh they're much smaller," Ki'adan said with a great confidence, a smirk playing on his lips after that delicious kiss.  The light taste of blood remained.  "They're practically barely pubescent breasts, that weird stage where you were all gangly and had that awkward gait where you walked like a foal."

He laughed and squeezed his hands around her breasts when she pressed them against his hands.  "These are much nicer," he said, expression softening, just a little.  He massaged them gently in his hands, brushing thumbs over her nipples back and forth, and letting the blood that had coated his fingertips paint across her flesh.  "You feel very warm, Jayari.  Do you have a fever?"

[Rhindeer]

[Slapped on a label to be safe. xD]

Jayari's blood was heating up, all right. If she had been cold before, she didn't feel it now, even though she was still shivering and covered in goosebumps. But she couldn't tell if she she was shivering from the cold, or from a combination of nerves and excitement as his hands explored her breasts and teased her nipples--and if her body was cold, her face was on fire.

She let out a shaky, controlled breath that misted in the air, for she'd gotten into the practice of keeping as quiet as she could during such encounters, and tried to think of a good retort to the foal comment except her mind didn't seem to want to work. Not when she was so gloriously distracted.

"I don't think that's a fever, no," she said, biting her lip. "I think that's more, uh...more 'I've maybe had a crush on a guy since forever and now he's playing with my boobs, finally'." And then she managed a teasing smile and pressed her hands to his pecs, trailing her fingers over his skin and leaning in to kiss down the side of his neck. "Can I play with yours?"

And then she wanted to kick herself. His hands were finally on her breasts and she didn't want to break the mood! But damn if she wasn't feeling uncharacteristically nervous. Maybe because this mattered to her more.

[Lion]

He felt that temperature spike through his hands.  He felt those nipples harden beneath his fingertips, hands continuing their slow and gentle ministrations over her breasts.  His own body grew hot and slowly began to ache. She wasn't gangly Jayari anymore, that was clear enough.  But what she said definitely caught him off guard.

"What? You had a crush on me? Get out of here," he mumbled, opening his neck for her.  "You can do as you please. You are the Banyur princess after all."  He snorted a little.  "Had a crush on me!  Pffft, why didn't you tell me before I left?"

One hand was content to explore her body, running along her side and gripping one cheek of that lovely behind he'd been admiring all night.

[Rhindeer]

Jayari flushed red and she pressed her face against his shoulder in embarrassment. Not over what they were doing, but over the silliness of her confession, and how juvenile it was! "You always teased me so I didn't think you liked me," she mumbled, even as her breaths came out hot against his skin as his fingers worked their magic, her body arching into his as he gripped her ass.

"And you were so much older! So much more awesome. You were what I wanted to be so...uh...yeah. And I was younger and a lot more awkward about this stuff so...so don't laugh! I know it's dumb! Trust me, I kicked myself when you left! I didn't think you'd come back and...and shush!"

Sitting up straight again, she gave him a playful shove to push him down onto his back, grabbing his wrists to pin his hands above his head. And as though to prove she wasn't that shy little girl again, she slid up from his legs to straddle his hips, and sat fully to trap his cock between his belly and her sex.

She leaned down and kissed him again, longer than the others and more tender, but no less passionate, and when she spoke it was against his mouth. "I won't make that mistake again."

[Lion]

It was almost too hard to believe that Jayari of all people would be too shy to admit anything much less a crush.  What an odd word that was too to describe feelings of juvenile infatuation.  Whatever juvenile tendencies lingered in Jayari, this wasn't one of them.  Personally, he'd never considered the Banyur Chieftain's daughter in quite that way.  She was annoying and always itchy, and maybe he was just too distracted with trying to get away from this life to ever worry about that sort of thing.

Ki'adan didn't believe he had changed, but he realized now that much of him did.  Seeing what life was like beyond the tribes and Plains had opened his mind, and he knew he thought differently than he did when he was a boy that longed to leave.  And he knew he didn't quite see Jayari as that gangly foal as he did before.  She was her own person now; an adult.  Or as much an adult as Jayari could ever be.

He kissed her back, deeply and tugging on her lip when she broke the kiss.  He was a little breathless, eyelids hanging low as she readjusted their bodies.  He knew that tainting a Duhjari princess was a devastating offense, and a rule he wasn't about to break.  He didn't know how the Banyur might punish him, but if he knew his father as well as he did - and he did - he'd very much like to keep his genitals intact.

"We all make mistakes," he murmured, feeling his groin aching eagerly beneath her.  "The point is that we learn from them."  He leaned up and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lips, massaging lips sensually against hers. His cock sliding against her sex, his hips undulating slowly.