Page 43 of Badmouths & Bards

Ameriden’s cock had always been beautiful, thicker than his own, though Casimine was a bit longer than him. He was also painfully hard, leaking at the dark blue tip. If he wasn’t so impatient and reserving his energy for Tala, he would have offered to suck him off himself.

“Ask her, Amer,” Casimine encouraged. “Ask her if she can suck you off while you watch me fuck her.”

“Gods above, you’re a pair of nasty, chatty assholes,” Tala grumbled.

Funny given how her thighs had widened even further, as if she was beckoning Casimine to her. As if she needed him to return to her even if she refused to admit it out loud.

“Don’t be like that, sunshine,” Ameriden reached down, helping Tala into an upright position. “Casi’s just being safe.”

They stripped her of her remaining clothes—Ameriden cursing at the bracers on her arms—before guiding her onto hands and knees. Tala’s backside was just as lovely as Casimine imagined it would be. Defined with lean muscles she used when wielding her weapons, her waist steady as Casimine placed a hand there. His fingers glided to her stomach, moving slightly lower as he began humming a melody. Magic was quick to follow, an invisible warmth that tickled his fingers and melded into Tala’s skin.

“What was that?” she asked, still partially dazed but not so much to not notice his spell. “What’d you just do?”

“Just a little safety measure,” Casimine assured as she peeked at him over her shoulder. Her hair was messy around her head, braids loosened from how hard she fought against her first release. “It’s to prevent any unplanned life, among other things.”

What most of the public didn’t know was how much of bardic college was dedicated to bringing the best midwives and courtesans in for education. At least, the college they had attended was dedicated with preparing their students with the inevitable meetings of bodies. Safety was always better than being beheaded by a jealous king after bedding his queen—not that Casimine had any experience with that.

He didn’t know when the introduction of sexual education came about, only that it was a required course. A safety net from the faculty, no doubt. The rules had never been stricter when learning melodies, poetry, and the importance of consent.

“Oh… that’s cool,” Tala replied.

“It does come in handy from time to time,” Casimine agreed. “Now, I believe Amer had a question, my princess.”

He might not have been able to see her blush, but the way her thighs pressed together, Casimine knew the nickname had done something to her. She was shaking with anticipation.

“Eyes up here.” Ameriden tilted her chin up. “Do you want to wrap that pretty mouth around my dick while Casi fucks you?”

Casimine felt the tension in Tala’s body where his hands trailed over her hips. He didn’t need to see her face to know how desperate she looked. It was obvious when he saw Ameriden’s signature smirk.

“What? No smart ass comment?” he chuckled.

“You’re lucky my job is to protect you, because I’m not above biting your dick off,” Tala said with venom that was more bravado than sinister intent.

“And somehow it’s still working for me,” Ameriden replied, winking at his lover.

“You’ve always been a glutton for punishment.” Casimine took hold of his cock, pressing it against Tala’s pussy. Not enough to breach, but enough that the hot, wet drag had her catching her breath. “Tala, do you want me to fuck you, yes or no?”

His patience was thin and the heat radiating from her was enough to drive any soul mad with lust. Despite all her bite, she was still soaking wet. Tala was stifling the whine in her throat, tensing to prepare for when he finally pushed inside her. Casimine, however, needed to hear her say it.

“Yes or no, I won’t ask again,” Casimine warned.

“Yes!” she exclaimed, frustrated and wanting. “I need you to fuck me, I need both of you in me—”

He cut off her pleading with a measured thrust, entering her properly. She was warm—no, hot like a fire hanfen and somehow just as dangerous. Tight, but she stretched around him better than his imagination could ever dream. Tala moaned, hips canting back to meet him until he was flush with her. A sigh escaped his mouth, the promise of satisfaction just on the other side.

“Such a good little princess.” Casimine rolled his hips, eliciting another noise from her.

“She feel good?” Ameriden asked, stroking his cock with lazy turns of his wrist.

“Like bliss,” he sighed again. “Like she was made to be around me.”

“I’m right here,” Tala managed to complain through erratic pants.

“Then I guess I better give you more attention, huh?” Ameriden pushed his hips forward. “Open up, pretty girl.”

The angle made it difficult for Casimine to see it, but he could tell when Tala had opened her mouth and accepted his lover. Ameriden’s eyes were dancing one moment and in the next, his lashes were fluttering as he groaned, finally inside her. He was beautiful like that, face contorted in pleasure as his hand slipped into Tala’s hair. Ameriden could be rough when he was lost in the moment, but Casimine could see he was trying to maintain control.

The concern didn’t stall Casimine’s own hips. If anything seeing his lover like that with Tala’s pussy greedily taking him only made his desire stronger. And when Ameriden started talking, it was impossible for Casimine to think straight.