Going Feet First Ch. 06

Galen's face twisted as she worked her way down along his spine though it didn't take long for her to reach his lumbar. When she reached the end of her list of spots to press on, she switched to massaging the whole of his back. Before long the soldier found himself melting under her hands, the Neko's light fur soothing over his softening skin.

He didn't even see it coming when she lined her hands up on the square of his back and came down on his with all her weight, making his spine let out several, echoing cracks.

"Holy shit!" he gasped, eyes going wide. "Oh- hoooooh- ho- holy fuck... what was that?"

"The climax of Heesik'x vores. realigning your backbone. Hold on..."

Her hands shifted down his back, and she came down on him again, making his back crackle like a burning sap log and him howl like a dying wolf.

"On your side now," Petra ordered, pulling him over onto his right side and adjusting the positions of his legs and arms before she brought her weight down on him one last time for one last crack.

Rolling over onto his back, Galen panted as he stared up at the ceiling and couldn't quite catch his breath. Petra and Celia leaned over him then, their bare breasts nearly in his face as the Neko asked, "How do you feel?"

Sucking in a lungful of air, and letting it out in one long sigh, he smiled and nodded as he answered, "Pretty damn good. My back feels like jelly."

"Jelly?" Celia echoed, looking to Petra.

The Neko shrugged in response before she noticed what was rising between Galen's legs. Biting down on her lower lip she looked to Galen, who couldn't help but stare at the two naked beauties sitting on either side of him. Clearly he had a few interesting thoughts going on.

Celia, who also took notice of the soldier's rising trooper, met Petra's gaze and quickly mouthed the words, "I mount him first."

The Neko cocked an eyebrow and smirked in her own devilish way.

"Well, if Petra's little trick felt good, I think I know a way to help you feel even better," Celia whispered as she laid down beside him, taking hold of his hardened cock as she pressed her lips against as his.

At her first touch, Galen's whole body quivered while he hummed in delight. He hungrily sucked in on the Elf's lips while his tattooed hand came up to grasp her breast. She giggled at his touch and quickly matched the lust of his kisses with her own.

With slow, deliberate movements, the Tree Elf began to stroke his member while keeping them lip locked. Galen broke their kiss for only a moment to suck in a breath before she was at him again. This time she pressed her body right up against his, her breasts squeezing against his chest while her gentle stroke slowly picked up in pace.

As the first drops of thick, clear fluid emerged from the tip of her Master's cock, Petra took hold of Celia's wrist and moved her hand away. When both the Elf and human looked down to see what she was up to, the Shadow Stalker leaned in to draw her tongue over the length of his shaft.

"Oh, fuck," Galen gasped, laying his head back as he felt her coarse, feline tongue coating him in saliva as she worked every pleasurable nerve on his cock.

Celia grinned and threw a leg over him, seating herself on his belly as Petra took him into her mouth. The Neko's head slowly rising and lowering behind her, the Tree Elf leaned in and cupped Galen's face in her hands to kiss him full-on. As their tongues came out to dance between their mouths, his hands ran along her thighs, navigating the soft curves of her bottom before taking hold of her waist.

Petra sucked him in to her throat, feeling the tip of his cock twitch before she released him and placed her hands over Galen's on Celia's hips. Gently she pulled the Elf back while helping to line the tip of him up with her sex. He sucked in a breath in anticipation and held a stupid grin on his face as her juices dripped down onto his glans.

Her fists clenching, Celia bit down on her lower lip as Galen's manhood pushed inside of her, his warmth coming deeper into her blazing furnace. Not quite able to take him completely yet, she raised her hips until the head was just inside her entrance and then eased herself down again.

Following this rhythm, the Elf was able to fit more of him inside of her each time. When she could nearly bottom out on his shaft, she felt Petra's warm body press up against her back. One of the Neko's hands came around to gently cup a breast, fondling it while the other slid along the Elf's belly toward the green strip of hair over her flower.

The moment those gentle fingers rubbed over her pink pearl, Celia's body shuddered and dropped, taking Galen's cock in right to the hilt. A pleasured grunt instantly escaped the soldier, his toes curling and a broad smile forming on his face while she tried to muffle a squeal.

"A little tense still?" Petra whispered in Celia's ear.

"I've only had sex once," she admitted. "I'm still adjusting..."

"Then let me help keep you relaxed."

The Neko shifted to bring her whole body against the noticeably smaller Elf. She lined their legs up, her hand gripping her breast, and the other firmly gripping her inner thigh. Petra then lifted both hers and Celia's bodies up in unison while keeping an eye on the soldier's reactions.

Together, the two women moved as one. The Neko helped the Elf keep her pace and massaged over and around her clit when she grew too tense. Before long, Celia didn't even need the help, her own hand taking the place of Petra's between her legs to touch herself. Galen's hands shifted to grab hold of her ass and take up the effort of moving her hips upon his shaft.

Soft moans escaped the Elf as Petra backed away. Galen's breathing grew heavy and as Celia descended upon him again and again, he thrust his hips up in answer to sink himself fully into her. She squealed with pleasure, both her hands grasping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Smiling broadly at her reaction, he began to take over the effort, using his thrusts to bounce her body on top of him.

"Don't forget me," Petra whispered, Galen's eyes widening as she straddled his face.

Seeing the Neko mount him and the pure bliss appearing on her face as his tongue dove into the obsidian lips of her pussy, Celia giggled and braced herself to move her own hips upon her love's cock. She took up a rhythm, bringing her full weight down upon him to take him to the absolute deepest he could go and brew that warm tension within her belly.

"Goddess, Galen," Petra hissed, a bit surprised as he demonstrated his practice at this. "That's good."

Celia looked to the Neko with a smirk as she felt it coiling within.

Closer, closer... she thought, pressing a finger to her clit and massaging it around in sweet, small circles. Her eyes clamped shut, her mouth pursing, she was... coming!

"Galen!" she squealed as it came crashing through her body like a torrent, her sheath clamping down on him as she urgently coaxed every wave of pleasure from their union.

This was far too much for him to hold back as it came for him next.

"I'm going to..." he said, his toes curling and his knees buckling.

No babies! Petra thought, flipping the Elf back to get her off his cock and replace the Elf's pussy with the Neko's mouth.

The soldier erupted just in time, a spray of hot seed washing over her tongue. Not wasting a drop, Petra sucked him in right until her lips were wrapped around the base of his shaft. With expert dexterity, she worked her tongue over his length to coax that second volley, and a third, into her waiting throat.

When his muscles relaxed, the Neko pressured his shaft and drew her lips back, working every bit out onto her tongue. With that mouthful of cum she prowled over to Celia, who watched as she leaned back on her arms between Galen's feet. The Tree Elf still dazed from her climax, Petra climbed on top of her. The feline's tail lashed back and forth in excitement as she positioned their bodies to press their breasts together and align their mouths.

Seeing the Neko crawl toward his Elf, Galen didn't dare blink as he took in the sight of Celia's sex as she splayed her legs open so Petra could comfortably lie down on top of her. Boasting her dark grin, the Shadow Stalker took Celia's face in hand and pressed their lips together to share a portion of the seed she took from her Master. Feeling the cum enter her mouth, the Elf inwardly grinned and reaped whatever the Assassin would give her. When their kiss broke, the two locked eyes and swallowed together.

"Wasn't fair to take it all for myself," Petra whispered.

"No, and thank you," Celia whispered back, catching a glimpse of her love at her feet staring slack-jawed as his hand moved down to stroke his flaccid penis back to life.

"Galen!" the Assassin then called, turning to look back on the bewildered Private behind her, his awed gazed still locked on her mouth. "Celia had her turn, so could my Master come over here and fuck me, now?"

Blinking with surprise at first, and seeing Celia giggle, Galen was quick to sit up and position himself behind the Neko. Still attempting to coax life back into his cock, he pressed it in between the folds of her welcoming pussy and worked his hips back and forth. He felt a twitch in the shaft and heard Petra purr as her tail coiled around. With limited dexterity she ran her furry extension up his thigh to his balls, brushing the soft hairs over his boys to help firm up his shaft.

Feeling the rise once again, Galen aligned himself and pushed into the Assassin's sex, grinning as she hissed a sharp "Yessss." A purr rumbled in her chest as she fished her hand below to press two fingers into the Elf below her, making the conscious effort to keep her claws sheathed despite the excitement in being mounted. Her long-eared lover squealed at first, though that was quickly silenced with a kiss.

His cock throbbing with the sight of what Petra was doing below him, Galen kept his gaze locked on his two bed-mates and continued to drive himself into his Neko servant. Her tail was going wild with each thrust, curling up over her back as the far third of it twitching and jerking, the whole thing occasionally whipping to one side or the other, nearly striking his face once if he hadn't dodged out of the way. Her pussy was constantly clamping down on his shaft, as if she had conscious control over every way she squeezed him. As the generous, horny Neko pleasured his Elf as well, as Celia made her own excitement known in her sparkling eyes looking up at and in her cries of encouragement, he found himself coming closer and closer to erupting again.

"I feel that Galen," Petra whispered. "You can't come yet, and definitely not inside me."

He heard her but had to close his eyes to calm down a bit. He forced himself to slow down, to stop and take a break, though an uncontrollable tremble then racked his left arm as his tattoos had begun to glimmer stronger. He took several long, deep breaths while still buried inside the Neko, and the tremble subsided while the glimmer dimmed. Goddamn it. But he agreed with her.

"... or maybe..." she said.

He opened his eyes a bit. "Maybe, what?"

The Neko trailed off a moment, her hips shifting as she thought something over. "Pull out, I want to try something I haven't for a long time."

Celia and he exchanged a look; they were curious but each game. Following her instruction, Galen removed himself from her pussy, only for the Neko to grab hold of his cock and guide it toward her other hole right beneath her tail.

"Petra?" Galen openly wondered as she slathered juices from her pussy over the new entrance.

"Try it..." the Neko whispered.

"Uh," he said. "Don't wanna hurt you—"

"You won't, just be gentle, but don't you dare pull out until your seed has been poured into me."

He stared incredulously at the Neko as she presented her ass to him. He had several thoughts running his mind, including the boasts from some men in his company at evening chow about how their favorite gals "took it in the ass" and "how damn tight it was."

We're not the only ones to do this he thought, swallowing as he adjusted his position. Can't hurt to try.

He stroked himself to coax a few drops of his pre-cum to drip onto her star before her pressed the tip to it. Her eyes closed, her lips pressed softly to Celia's, she grabbed one of Galen's hands and brought it to her dripping sex to stroke it as his cock entered her backdoor. She relaxed, yielding to the pressure and bearing down a bit, allowing his cock to spread her tight ring open and sink inside. Bit by bit Galen went deeper, and deeper into Petra, pulling back to spread more lubrication onto his shaft, and then, with her coaxing and guidance, pushed in that last little bit.

Fuck, that hurts so good, Petra thought before looking back at her Master. "Now please, fuck me."

Careful to stroke his fingers over her sex in time with his thrusts, Galen drew back and pushed forward, Petra squeezing him every inch of the way. It was much slower going than a natural rut, but somehow even more intense. She moaned into sheets beside Celia's head, the Elf watching with fascination in whatever Petra had instructed Galen to do. He was absolutely shaking, the same way he did when he fought back his orgasm.

Curious, Celia felt around Petra's sex, briefly colliding with Galen's hand before finding her obsidian pussy free of her lover's manhood. Shifting her hand a little higher though, Celia's eyes widened at the realization on where he was thrusting.

So that's why she was so thorough in washing that, she thought, looking to the moaning Neko with a sly grin. Naughty kitty, you've given me something to try.

Eyes narrowing lasciviously, Celia moved her hands to the Neko's sex once again, pushing in three fingers while Galen worked her clit. Petra was nearly screaming as she did this, though the Assassin was quick to retaliate by plying her fingers more thoroughly to the Elf's flower, homing in on that sweet spot with a vengeance.

"Jesus Christ," Galen wheezed, watching the females war with each other. Both women a mass of squealing, dripping, fire beneath him, he felt himself twitching again. "Petra..."

"Yes! Do it! Fuck me!"

That did it.

Petra's eyes clamped shut in reaction as, with a few more deep strokes and one final push, he planted his cock as deep as he could within her, his cum erupting into her insides. The Neko cried out into the sheets as juices flowed out of her sex and down her thigh. Not a moment later, Celia let out a sharp squeal and let her legs buckle, her pussy squeezing tight against Petra's fingers.

Galen cautiously drew back out, her back hole practically forcing him out those last few inches, briefly torturing his hyper-sensitive glans. Still shaking, he rolled off of Petra, snuggling in beside Celia while Petra wearily crawled to the other side of him. Both women couldn't help but smile in bliss as they pressed themselves up against their soldier.

Though Petra, however, counted herself the victor as she felt his cum start to run down over her rear cheek.

...

Before long, Galen found himself in darkness, in a realm he knew to be of his dreams. He stared blankly into the space, his mind drifting in an unknown sea of thoughts or memories. Until a hand grasped his shoulder.

His feet somehow met something solid beneath him and he turned.

"Galen?"

His brow furrowed at the Drow before him. She was staring at the floor.

"Felyn?"

The Drow empath nodded. She wasn't in her armor in this realm. In fact, like him, she wasn't wearing anything. It was the first time he had a chance to fully take in her body without any diversion. Her blood-red eyes, her white hair coming down to the top of her breasts. Her rounded face and button nose. The thinner frame of her body compared to the others of her unit. She was taller than Celia, though not by much. Celia's head came to the underside of his jaw, whereas the top of the Empath's head reached his mouth.

"Thank you for saving my life," she said, her head tipped slightly down though she lifted her eyes to lock on him. "I'm sorry I couldn't help on the surface."

"Don't worry about that," he replied. "We all turned out fine. You had to rest."

She lifted her head to hold his gaze, and oddly enough, he didn't feel the touch of her power coming upon him. The two could actually make eye-contact without either getting hurt. It had Galen smirking before he remembered this was in fact, a dream.

"Why are we talking right now?" he asked. "Is there something wrong?"

Felyn shrugged. "I don't know. I'm still asleep in my room back at the Sun-Kissed fortress, I know this. But for some reason, I saw you here in the darkness and I thought I would say my good-bye before you left tomorrow."

"You know I'm leaving tomorrow?" he asked, and she nodded.

"I may have been stuck in my coma after you healed the damage to my body, but I could still hear before I woke, Galen."

The Private nodded.

"And now that you two are here, I may begin."

Galen and Felyn both turned toward the third voice at once, spotting a woman in a black, hooded robe approaching them.

"Who are you?" the Private challenged.

"The Spider Queen, Galen Martin, and I have a task for you that should you refuse, Felyn will die."

His eyes widened as both he and Felyn stood up a little straighter.

"I have your attention. Good. The Empath beside you is tainted with Necela's magic, forced upon her when the pillar in the city center was reconnected with that Goddess' life force. She must be removed from the Underdark, but she must remain alive to fulfill her higher calling."

"And what is that, my Mistress?" Felyn asked.

"In time, youngling. Pieces must be set and tasks must be completed. But the final reward for you, Felynshalee ual'Ssapafae of House Do'iryn, is power and my personal blessing while you, Galen Martin, shall be rewarded with your portal home."

The Private snapped right up then, "What would you have me do?!"

A chuckle escaped the Queen. "Take Felyn with you from the Underdark. She will be the conduit for my voice. As the months go by, I will set the stage and contact you through her. Complete what I ask, as I ask it, and you shall have your way to your world, and back to this one."

He stood in shock, his thoughts running rampant at his potential reward. I could go see ma again! I could let her know I'm okay and still stay on Raska with Celia! That's... that's perfect!

"Thank you, my Lady. But... won't Dreek be missing her aide?"

"No. The third Commandant will know my will. If this does not comfort your surface heart enough, know that aides are the newest recruits in the Sun-Kissed. They shadow the Commandants to learn the ways of the Drow who see the sky. Losing Felyn may annoy the Commandant, but she will have enough to distract her from the loss."

Galen frowned. What does that mean?

"Now, knowing your reward, do you agree to accept my tasks, whatever they may be? And to execute them, as I order you to do so?"

Nodding his head, Galen answered, "Yes, my Lady. I do. I agree."

A dark smirk appeared on the Queen's face. "Excellent. Go forth, my human charge. Enter this world and seek out those lost Elves as you wish. Your path will take you to where my will need be done. Just be ready when I require you to be."

............

The next morning, on the edge of Faerssune Cavern, Galen went over the shoes of the two horses hooked up to the covered wagon the Sun-Kissed had given him. When he finished going over the horses, he gave a nod and looked to Felyn, who was sitting in the shotgun seat.