Final Fantasy XIV: The Winter Calamity

We had finally returned to Limsa Lominsa. Her glowing white cliffs, maroon doors, blackened steel and oiled contraptions of rope and metal. Although the city was beautiful, I didn't truly feel at home. 

I had so much to do. I had to speak with Louisoix about an apprenticeship with Matoya, council Papalymo and Y'shtola on their Runes, keep working on the structure of the Sun and roll a few more balls downhill.

Then I'd return to Gridania and visit Mono-nee for a bit. Minfilia surely missed home and all of her friends. Then I would probably be flicking back and forth between homes until the manor was complete. 

All while still trying to grow my power, my finances, my assets, and govern my company's operations. I was in HELL! BEING BUSY WAS THE WORST! I WANTED TO SLACK OFF AND DO NOTHING DAMMIT!

I waved Thancred off and after making the absurdly long trek to the Arcanists' "guild".

"Sir!"

I was saluted upon returning by the church clergy.

"Blessings, brother. I shall be retiring to my quarters for a time. Unless they are one of my associates, no one is to disturb me. Understood?"

"Ah-er-yes sir! May the light set you free!"

"May the light set you free."

It looked like he had something more to say, but I ignored it. I'd speak with him about it tomorrow.

I walked my tired ass to the guild master's room. I opened the door and could only hear a-

"Winwin~"

Before being dragged in and hearing the door slam shut behind me.

kiiisss sl-uuuurp suuuck kissss kiiiss

An incredibly soft tongue invaded my mouth and swished around gathering my saliva and whisking it away. Yda didn't have her mask or massive boots on. The room was filled with a sweet and spicy scent. Just from glancing at the desk, soaked with her love juice, I could tell what she was doing. 

I held her close, still tangling our tongues in a fit of raw lust, and slipped my right hand down the front of her pants, feeling the warm nectar covering me up to the wrist. It was like my hand was dipped into a vat of warm jelly. A crucible of her sweet essence that made lewd noises as I dived in deeper, always keeping the tips of my fingers gliding along her smooth skin. 

I deserved a quick break didn't I? I didn't have any appointments for today, and though I was slightly tired, I couldn't run across Gridania with my cock trying to burst out of my pants again. Yda had the nerve to rub her soft pussy on my fingers, a slow grinding movement that was obviously a continuation of what she had done to my poor desk.

"slurrp mmn!! MMM!!!"

Another warm gush of juice coated my fingers. I hadn't even reached past her clit yet. Yda was sensitive it seemed. Very sensitive. I wondered if I had overloaded her senses last time and the time before. Perhaps that's why it looked like her brain flickered off.

I decided to be more patient. I was going to work her slowly and let her adapt to my touch. Too much pleasure at once could become painful to some women. I adapted my reach to glide along her inner thighs and I held her gently as her body shuddered. There was no bed in the office, so we would have to use the desk.

---

Y'shtola held up Papalymo's well crafted work carefully. The Circle had their own rooms within the Lower Decks, a grace for Louisoix's arrival. The Miqo'te had stayed in her office nearly all day and all night, working to decipher this new field of study. She hadn't felt this amount of unrest since her teacher first began their lessons in earnest. It felt as if a world had opened up. The sky disappeared, only to uncover yet another sky. One larger, more brilliant, and sparking with bolts of intrigue and mystery.

Papalymo, in a fit of luck or perhaps utter genius, had created an intentionally thin rune that, when channeled, would erode itself. Then, anticipating the erosion, two deeper runes were carved in on both sides of it and "caught" the Aetherial spill from the broken rune. When the spill was "caught", it filled these two deeper runes and created a brand new rune that activated the stone.

It wasn't perfect. Some Aether was wasted, and the design did not allow for the rune to "snap back" into place after it is drained of Aether. The rune would stay eroded and the stone would stay marked. However the fact that such a thing could work, and be stable...

"Incredible."

Not just this piece of art. But Winter for finding it. He had created a tool that he named Hearthstone. It casted the notoriously difficult Return spell, allowing one to jump back to a bound Aetheryte crystal with just a thought.. Such a simple thing was created with layers of runes, separated with cloaks of quicksilver. The young man had created such a thing outside the walls of Sharlayan, outside of the Forum's reach, within the dens of the Quicksand. With just a bit of aid from Thancred to translate the runic characters into something native, he could break them down and twist their purpose to fit his own.

"Prefix, Root, and Suffix."

That's the way he described the runes and what they represented. As long as one knew the root, they could "instruct" the Aether, as if communicating with it. The prefix and suffix would modify the instructions, usually helping to flow into new Runes. He used too many unfamiliar words for Y'shtola to catch them all. Circuit, logic gate, asynchronous, EMI, owms??? Whatever these things meant, they allowed him to craft something so unique. The reason for it warmed her heart too. Thancred hid nothing of their endeavor to help a Miss Minfilia return home safe from her days in the sands.

'I wonder if that very same Minfilia was the one leaving marks on his chest?'

click - thump

Y'shtola heard the door of the outer lobby open. Someone had returned. Based on the footsteps that echoed in her overly sensitive ears, the soldier was likely Thancred. That meant Winter had returned. A smile crept along her face and her heart jumped slightly. She wanted to see him. To talk to him. To ask more about his work. How he learned it. What else hid within that mind of his? What would happen if she bit his lips and brushed her fingers through his beautiful late noon cloud of hair?

'Focus! You are to visit for research purposes! Yes!'

Y'shtola pumped herself up by brushing her tail and hair a little more than usual and then strutting out of the room. She knew that he was housed within the halls of the Arcanists' guild at the moment. She didn't want to think of the Suns of Yda. It gave her a headache.

The subdued yet constant crash of the tides upon the city-state's cliff made for a relaxing moonlit stroll. She hoped that Winter wasn't too tired to meet with her. If he was, she didn't mind helping to sleep.

The walk, as expected was uneventful and not that long either. She casually walked into the Arcanists' "guild" and asked the first person near. 

"Hello, would Winter happen to be in?"

"Ah, yes ma'am. He has retreated to his study. You can find it on the West Wing."

Good.

"Thank you."

Y'shtola had followed the man's instructions down a long and winding path of dim hallways. For some reason her heart started to jump. An instinct that she brushed off as childish nerves. Finally, in the isolated and distant hall, a red door stood tall, almost fully encased in shadow. 

She smelled it before she heard anything. It was like a mix of sweat, fish, and honey. Her nose was exceptionally sharp but she couldn't figure out where the smells were coming from.

At 4 steps from the door she heard a rhythmic noise. It sounded like someone patting their thigh. Or perhaps a Baker working a particularly sticky bit of dough. 

thuck-sluuuuck-thuuck-plap-thuck

It was a constant and eternal melody that made Y'shtola blush slightly. She had no idea why her body was reacting the way it was. She also couldn't explain why she started to sneak. What was she hiding from? 

A gentle twist of the knob and she carefully put her eyes in the crack of the door before it opened. The sight shocked her stiff.

THUCK-PUUUUMP-PU-PUUUUUMP-GLOOOPP

Winter and Yda were naked. Yda's body was colored a lovely pink all over, and her eyes were rolled back in the back of her head. Winter had laid her sticky and shiny form onto the desk and steadily held her hips. 

Y'shtola could hear the deep and guttural sounds of Winter's fat balls squeezing out his semen. Yda was already overflowing, but with each audible pump, another thick curtain of love would splash from their union and further add to the messy swamp that made up the floor. 

Sluuuuuuck

Winter started pulling back, his dick was too long. It was as if Yda was giving birth to a veiny club of a monster. While it slid out with vigor, Yda's poor insides were clamping down, but his member was too slick for her insides to grip. Y'shtola could see the tight suction that Yda was trying to keep as her body jumped and jolted with pleasure. 

Finally, Winter stopped, his thick minor arm was pulling Yda's insides, making her vagina pucker slightly. 

THUUUUUUCK-GLOOOOP-PUUUUUMP-PUUUUUMP-PLAPLAPLAPLOPLAP-PUUUUUUMP

"OOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEE!!"

Another load of seed was blown into Yda's womb, making her tongue flail around and drool hang out the side of her mouth. Y'shtola was in shock. Her womanly parts tingled with heat as her nose continued to take in the raunchy scent of possession taking place in the room. 

Winter kept going like that, pulling out and going back in, filling Yda with care. Every now and again, he'd lean in to lick up her tongue and suckle it while filling up her baby room with an impossible amount of cum. 

Eventually, he fully pulled his member out with a heavy plop.

POP

Y'shtola couldn't stop looking at it. Even as it got close to her and started poking at her womb. Its heat singed her skin as her tunic was removed and that beast made itself known on her belly. It wiped the remnants of its excursion on her skin and made her body get even more hot.

Huh?

---

KIIIIISSSS SLUUUUUURPPPP SUUUUUCCKK KIIIISS

Y'shtola had walked in on me working Yda's magnificent pussy. Its suction force was incredible. I thought that Y'shtola would leave, but instead she watched us fuck and rut like animals for god knew how long.

I pulled her into the room and stripped her clothes off. It was obvious what she wanted. She couldn't stop staring at us the whole time. I kissed my new woman, feeling her tongue. It was a bit rougher than my F'lhaminn. It would be great abrasion when working my cock.

Y'shtola's body continued to jump in shock as I caressed and groped her beautiful form. She was a chimera sent to end my womanizing days for good. Her breasts were as heavy and big as my Kan-E while her ass was as wide and fat as my Minfilia. A heavenly and absurdly crafted hourglass shape that I refused to let go of. How could that simple tunic conceal suck an explosive body? My messy cock shot a bit of pre-cum, staining her body with my color, in excitement. 

I gripped her breast hard enough to leave my handprints on her seductive brown skin. My fingers played with her luxurious chocolate colored nipples, twisting the skin, but not the sexy breast fat underneath. I placed my hand on her thick ass, working it's shape and getting a feel for my surprise woman. I loved it. I hadn't even held her down to fuck yet, but I could tell I would be cumming buckets. 

Suuuluuuuurrrrpp kissss bite slmmmmnch kiiiiisss

The smoothness of her skin, the doughy feel of her ass, the cushioned and compressed feeling of her rack. It was incredible. I couldn't get enough. I brought my member to Yda's hot mouth. Even when dazed like that, my instructions held true. 

sluuuuuurp gllllrk glllluuuuuck uuuuulk sluuuurp suuuuck

I knew it after kissing her, but Yda's tongue was top notch. Its smooth and velvety texture made me cum as soon as I put it in. I was a bit more used to it now, but combined with my Y'shtola's sexy body and the way she softly scratched my chest with need, there was no way I could stop from injecting another few ropes of semen into my Yda's throat. 

sluuuu-puuuuump-gluuuurk-puuuuump

Yda had much training ahead of her before she learned to suck every drop of cum out, but I didn't mind. I had more use for my tool at the moment. 

pop

I swung my still dirty and slimy cock away from Yda's tainted mouth. I told her I wouldn't kiss her until she swallowed it all, but this time was really too much for her. She'd need a Minor Purify before I'd take her lips again. A bubble of cum was forming from her lips. It stoked my fire more and I pushed Y'shtola onto the wall, pulling her meaty hips forward. 

"pop You know what happens next. kiiiisss Don't you. sluuurp"

"Nhhhhyyyyaaaa! Y-Yesss~ kiiiiiisss Winnie~ mnsluuuurp"

The name stuck into my heart. I felt proud of myself. I held back for more than a week before gaining a new woman. Without anymore hesitation, I started a slow and steady insertion, as her fluffy tail coiled around my waist. 

I was tempted to bite her ear and use her body recklessly, but chose not to. I didn't want her to be a slave, I wanted Y'shtola to be my third wife. I would mate with her responsibly. 

What about Yda? I didn't forget how she brought out my training nature upon our first meeting. She was a good fuck, but she, and likely her sister, had the instincts for being collared. It would be better for both of them to spend their time, on their knees, and subservient to my meaty cock. They both could help F'lhaminn with house work while I breed my women all day long. 

Them included.

sliiiiicccckkk-teeeaaarr-

"NYYYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!??!!"

THUCK

"NYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAA!!!"

Her beautiful wails made my entire body tingly with pleasure. The sharp scent of brown sugar stained my breath and made my gaze blurry. Her insides were ribbed and hooked onto my cock with a gentle, but assertive grip. I squeezed her voluminous ass with desperation. Even after claiming her virginity for myself, my Y'shtola didn't cry or seize with pain. I reattached my lips to hers, then continued to angle my hips and grind her insides into a warm gooey mess.

"pop You're mine now, Y'shtola, my love~"

SQUEEEEEEEEEZZZZEEEE

Her grippy insides sucked and squeezed my shaft in response to my words as I slowly moved my hips and groped her body as I pleased. I loved every moment of it. Especially when her knees grew weak while she was fully impaled on my meat rod. Her full weight bore down on me, her soft fleshy thighs hugging my balls, catching them as I dug into her womanly cave and slightly pulling down when I thrusted up.

I couldn't hold it back any longer. 

SPLOOOOSSHH-GOOOOSHH-PUUUUUUMP-PUUUUUUMP-GOOOOOOPP-GLOOOOOP-PUUUUUUMP

"GIIIIIINNNNNYAAAAAHHHHH!"

"URRRRRHHHHH!! GGG-FFFFUUUUCK!"

So good. Fuck, I was addicted to her catty pussy. I loved it. I couldn't stop cumming, so I began my ruthless conquest of her sweet hole while rope after rope of high pressure baby batter washed her insides.

PUUUUUUMPPP-THUUUUUCKTHUCKTHUCKTHUCKPLOPLOPLOPLOP-PUUUUUUMP-PUUUUUMP-THUCK-THUCK-PLAP-PUUUUUUMP

I felt the lights growing dim. My instincts alone kept me standing, holding her wide hips and roughly jamming my cock deep into her flooded folds. Her unique scent mixing with Yda's and mine. A decadent feast for the senses. 

sluuurp-suuuckle

My tongue, which I didn't know was hanging slightly was stolen by Y'shtola. Its rough surface groomed the roof of my mouth and insides of my cheeks. Her jewel-like eyes glowed with an intense and firey love. My hips kept wildly bucking, thrusting, and fucking. All the while, ropes of smelly jizz clogged up her baby room. 

PUUUUMPTHUCKPUMPTHUCKPUMPLOPLOPUMPPUUUUUMPTHUCKTHUCKPUUUUMP

A hellish routine became our normal. Our passionate kisses and rough sex matched each other like partners in dance. I pounded when she grinded. I pushed while she sucked. A fantastic union and an even more fantastic fit of messy breeding sex. 

---

[Purify]

"Waaaaahhh!! That is so cool!!!"

Yda jumped on me and stoked my cock while giving me more kisses.

"Was that Conjury? kiiiisss Amazing..."

Y'shtola leaned her curvy body onto me and grinded her sex on my leg while whispering into my ear. I would need to introduce her to my women. She grinded her hips like Kan-E, I felt like they'd get along.

PUUUUMP-GOOOSH-PUUUUMP

"WAH! It is even more than before! Look Shtola! mmn suck-gulp-slluuuurp-gllllrk-gulp-gulp"

It felt so good getting milked like that. I sat back in the guild master's chair while Yda kept working to milk every rope of hot steamy load into her mouth. She was perfect on her knees. Her body had the strength to hold up against my ruthless fucking. Her soft, ethereal tongue probed my cock head, looking for the right button to push for more of my creamy cum.

"Mm!! hah kiss-kiiiss huff More...kiss Winnie~"

Y'shtola kept roughly grinding away on my thigh, her disobedient tail was swaying and I groped her overly developed body. She begged and whined while her seductive sex drooled onto my leg, creating a thick stain of nectar. We obviously weren't done. As I didn't have any plans, it was a simple choice. I took my women to the bedroom next door and fucked them until by balls went numb and I couldn't move anymore.