Freak Out [MATURE; Gin, Open]

[Isurugi Amelia]

Amelia had a hard time sleeping each and every night, more so than the night before. It felt like it had been weeks being in Heaven and something was driving her crazy. It could have been because of the cycle of days were abnormal with there being no night or it could be because she hadn't sleep with anyone since she's been here. It was driving her up the wall and as much as she tried to shut her eyes to get some sleep, she couldn't. She had an itch that needed to be scratch.

She sat up in bed pissed, tired, and horny. She looked over to her sister who was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the tent. She threw her covers off of herself, got of bed and tore the flap open to reveal the midnights sun. She made a bee line to Gin's tent and stood outside staring at the flap in her night gown that left nothing to the imagination. She took a breath and thought to herself, This time, I'm gonna do it. I have to.

She ripped the flap aside and step inside of his tent not caring if he was asleep or not. "Gin, this is urgent."

[Kouzetsu Gin]

The training that day proved to be more strenuous than Gin anticipated, many of the the troops not having received proper time to rest and recuperate and therefore performed below the par that the Ha-ou had in mind. Dealing with his frustrations, Gin sat on his bed, bare chested and his hair now loosened from his usual braid, his legs folded over with his eyes closed in meditation, pondering ways to better accommodate the armies gathered, and formulate a plan of training and exercise that worked for them. Just then, his silence was broken, as a very scantily clad and familiar Fae burst into his tent, her clothing leaving nothing to even the most simple of imaginations, the nearly see through veil of clothing that she wore as a night gown allowing full view to he supple breast, flat stomach and thin waist, her thighs shuffling as she entered his quarters unannounced.

"What is so urgent that you break protocol yet again and barge into my private quarters for the second night in a row Amelia?" Gin asked, his eyes still closed as his spectacles lie all the way on the other side of the tent atop his cabinet, her voice and the sweet smell of flowers and vanilla she carried with her giving Gin all he need to identify her as he stood up and opened his dark eyes, his bangs tussled over his face.

It seemed as Gin stood, his well conditioned and scarred yet sculpted physique flexed and tensed with every step he took closer to Ameila, Gin now standing in front of the sultry face, towering over her by nearly a foot and a half, clothed in nothing but his trousers as his black hair rested on his shoulders, his face blank as he starred into Amelia's eyes after glancing at the unnaturally gorgeous petite body she flaunted, a cloud of eroticism seemingly covering her tonight as Gin continued to look and read into her actions and body language, which only screamed one thing, something the Malakite did not need his Law magic to read.

[Isurugi Amelia]

There was Gin on his bed, legs folded while he sat meditating. He looked different to Amelia tonight but when he got up after questioning her, his muscles acted accordingly and it made her want him more. He started to walk over to her with a blank stare that made it seem like he was going to grab her in a forceful manner, something she wouldn't mind at all. That thought caused a chill to go up her spine. However, he didn't grab he just looked at her.

"I need you to touch me." She stared at him, unwavering look on her face as if nothing but what she asked for would be suitable. Then her voice got forceful but not loud for her command. "Right now."

[Kouzetsu Gin]

She stood there in front of him, her body quivering with lust, her eyes teeming with desire for the man that stood before her, the scarred yet daringly handsome Kouzetsu Gin, his body likened to an ancient statue of a Greek God, ravaged by time and war, yet possessing a serene and classic beauty. Gin stared into her hungry eyes, her shimmering blue orbs of vision starring so intently into him he felt as if he were being consumed each and every moment by her cravings for his touch, his caress, the feeling of his muscular body pressed against her own soft skin and petite figure. Gin was stressed at the moment, but he could not deny the notion of carnal pleasure she presented him at the moment, a relief for his stress and a chance to find out the exotic secrets of the more intimate aspects of Fae anatomy.

Relaxing his shoulders and loosening himself for what lie ahead, Gin saw a small bead of sweat trickle down into her bosom, and it was all he needed as a sign to follow the urges of them both at the moment. "So be it..." was all Gin said as he dashed to Amelia, pressing her body next to his own, interpreting every subtle movement, every gasp of pleasure form he soft voice and smooth body. He cupped the bottom of her rear in his hand firmly, as his lips connected with hers, tilting his head as he massaged her mouth with his kisses, inserting his tongue partially as he began to lick her own, gently sucking on her lower lip as he massaged her side with his other, pressing her chest against his own.

She tasted like sweet cream to him and smelled of sweet flowers freshly plunked in the springtime, the heat of the night air providing the perspiration that was akin to the dew on the flesh of that very flowers she smelled of. Moving his kissing downward, Gin moved his attentions to the center of the chest as he carried her across the room to his bed, her small body raddled in his large and sculpted arms, he set her upon the bed moving his lips and tongue around the edges of her breast, seemingly tearing the nightgown she wore as the silent sexual beast that lie within him began to awaken, no longer suppressed by his every present pragmatism. She landed upon his bed nearly weightless, light as a feather as Gin's firm hands massaged his thighs and buttocks, as well as complementing her breasts and neck with his mouth, alternating between the too accordingly.

Gin himself burned with passion, his body growing warmer by the second, the feeling of electricity racing through his veins, his lower regions feeling with blood, causing him to become more engorged with each passing second, his anatomy now unavoidably pressing against Amelia's leg. His breath grew deeper as he succumbed to the beast within, his grip still firm, his long, black laying against Amelia's warm skin as he continued his passionate embrace, mounting her as his fingers and Law magic undid her nightgown completely, tearing it down the center as he torn the mended fibers of the material, Amelia continuing to melt in his arms.

Gently pulling her hair, Gin ran his tongue down the exposed portion her neck, moving to her just as exposed nipple, licking and and sucking as his other fingers found their way to more secluded and warmer areas of her body, massaging her most tender regions to invoke a small utterance of pleasure as he continued to press against, fully erect in his trousers. He read her body like a book, and proceed to handle her like any tome in his meticulous hands, he made sure the spine was securely in his grasp as he removed the cover and gently turned the pages of the now open book, enjoying the contents most verily as he felt her heartbeat and skin match his own.

[Isurugi Amelia]

Amelia stood almost shocked as Gin embraced her for a passionate kiss. She thought for sure she was going have to do a lot more to get him in bed with her. She was ready to throw some faerie dust on him or wait until he fell a sleep and get him while he dreamed. But none of that was needed, she had him pressed against her, mouths locked together, and hands grabbing one another. It felt like she was floating in ecstasy but soon she could feel Gin's bed underneath her as she was unaware that Gin had carried and placed her there.

She could taste that his skin became salty from his sweat as she kissed and sucked on his before he started roaming her body with his mouth. As he continued to kiss, lick and suck on her body, she ran her fingers through his long hair that had a nice smell that was foreign to her nose. Her breathing was now more audible and she tilted her head back with her eyes closed for him access her neck and breast more easily.

Gin fingers found their way under her panties that were white with traces of light purple woven around the waist band causing her to let out a small sigh. She didn't realize that he had removed the covers of his bed from underneath her; she was in such bliss. She reached down to free herself from the under garment and wiggled as best she could out of them, though she could only get them to her knees because of the position she was in. At the same time, she could feel against her thigh what was hiding in Gin pants, poking her as it was blinded by the fabric that contained it. She tried to push down the waist band of his pants but she was prevented from the position she was in.

She lightly pulled his face back up to hers so she can kiss him on his lips as she sat up before working down to his neck and his shoulders with her mouth and lightly biting him as she got to the end of his shoulder. Now able to move more freely, she took the time to pull whatever of her night gown was left off of her and her panties. Her hands glided over his muscled chest down to his pants where she was able to pull them off now and threw them where ever she could.

Now that there was nothing to restrict their hands, she pulled him close to her and on top of her, digging her nails in his back in the process. She moved her hand to the nape of neck to lightly pull his hair so she can slide her tongue into his mouth to dance with his tongue, her other hand snaking its way down to softly grab him.

[Kouzetsu Gin]

Gin could hear the soft moan Amelia uttered as he continued to fancy her body, taking pleasure form the small twangs of pain that sprung from her nails digging into his back, their depth increasing with the volume of pleasure she derived from Gin's eroticism. The air was saturated with there lust, Gin fingers moving nimbly down her back, the texture of her skin changing slightly from the sensations of his hands, goosebumps springing in there place, his other hand coddling the small fleshy orb in between Amelia's legs, stroking it gently as his fingers became moist, continuing slowly until he felt the amount of lubrication was sufficient, after which he proceeded to slide his index finger inside her soft, wet body, reaching deep inside stopping only to commence with a rhythmic 'come hither' motion of his digit, hearing her breath deepen as his hand worked inside her.

Gin could feel her tug at his trousers in an attempt to remove them, but she was hindered by both her position and pleasure as Gin propped himself up without removing his hand from her nether regions to remove his pants, his member now completely erect, swollen and throbbing with desire. Tossing his pants away in the heat of the moment, Gin slowly removed his finger while continuing the motion started earlier to both torture and prolong her excitement, licking the sweet, savory smelling liquid from his finger, its texture like honey as he combed her hair back with his free hand, pushing her legs open suddenly as he grabbed himself from the base of his member, the contractions of which made him tense up in his legs, buttocks, lower back, only to rise atop Amelia, and slowly, arduously, and sensually slide himself inside of her tip first, the slitted half bulb of flesh parting her flushed lower lips.

As he continued to enter his vein laden shaft, the excess moisture form the Fae who lie in complete euphoria with him began to coat him still throbbing member, much of the residue collecting at his base as he, now fully inserted, lowered himself and grabbed Amelia by the hair near her scalp, exhaling in ecstasy at her unbelievably smooth, and silk like insides.

The smell from her body from his fingers was still fresh in mind, as his dark eyes met with hers, her head restricted to bed by his powerful grasp, and as her mouth quivered, Gin then began the act of thrusting into her, his body moving fluidly, guiding his rigid member deeper inside of her, Gin reading her breath and facial motions to bring her to the heights of sexual pleasure, seemingly only moving his hips in a rapid, hard manners, the rhythmic movements of the bed and Gin's eyes similar to those of a Cobra.

With every thrust, Gin could feel himself deep inside her, his grasp of time slipping away, as seconds spilled into minutes, minutes into hours, as Gin could feel the vibrations of her thighs rubbing against his hips as he continued to propel himself inside and outside of Amelia. The sensations he felt climbing up and down his his shaft made him light headed, he occasionally knelt down to kiss he neck, or suckle on her nipples, which grew more tense with each passing moment.

He would always return to look at her in her eyes, turning his head occasionally to moan with her, or to disguise an awkward look he could feel forming on his face. The contractions inside of Amelia began to grow stronger now with each passing moment, her wet opening now growing tighter and tighter, as Gin could feel the liquid seep from their union, sweat coating his back, the moisture on his forehead causing some of his hair to stick his face, a drop of sweat dripped from his nose onto her chest as he continued moving deeper inside her.

His thrusts then began to grow harder and fiercer with each passing motion, he could feel his heartbeat climbing, and the strong feelings of pleasure causing him to draw more air as he inhaled, his breathing growing more sporadic. Then, he felt it, it started like an ember, but then grow to become a raging inferno contained within his lions, the pressure building like a geyser as he pounded into her, harder and faster. The fires of passion burned within his body, now Gin could barely hold himself back from unleashing his sexual frustration into Amelia, his pleasure seemingly stunted at the prospect of slowing his pace.

It was then that Gin found a spot inside Amelia that caused her to mouth words that couldn't hear, and he contorted his body to focus in on that said spot, thrusting harder and more precise. The sweat began build on his body, and he brought himself closer and to her face, pulling her hair wildly as he delved into a state that was more animal than Celestial, resembling a beast now more so than in a man in his current state. He uttered sounds as he brought her closer and closer to himself, grinding his hard and throbbing extension inside her as he felt himself near climax.

[Isurugi Amelia]

While Gin's fingers were working on the inside of her, Amelia was a little frustrated that he didn't also work on the outside a bit more. But it didn't seem to matter since his fingers felt like he knew exactly what to do where to do it. His fingers were replaced by his shaft which filled her up completely unlike any guy she had before, except for maybe that one elf but it didn't seem like he knew what he was doing. Gin on the other hand, was wondrous.

He pinned her down by her head, something she didn't expect nor experience before as the others were probably timid about doing such things. It turned her on even more and she gave him the most sultry look she could give him before closing her eyes as he thrust into her. She opened again only to his eyes focusing on hers as he was trying to hypnotize her. He then went to focus on her neck and her breast, each kiss sending jolts through her body. His sucking on her nipples overwhelmed her making her grip his hair and pulling him more so on her breast.

He brought her over the edge with his tongue toying with her sensitive nipples and his increasingly paced thrusting. Waves of rapture seem to wash over her with every lunge he made inside her resulting in her incoherent moaning. They soon died down as he pace seemed to slow down a bit. She stared at him questioningly but despite his slowed paced, his thrust seemed deeper which made her close her eyes. She grabbed his hand that had be inside of her and started sucking on them, she could taste and smell hint of the nectar she produced still on his fingers.

It was then that he found a spot inside of her that caused her legs to tightened around his waist and to whimper out his name. Her nails returned to his back and she bit her lip to keep from screaming out. His pace quickened again and she could do nothing but mumble gibberish and hold on tight before she felt like he was going to make her explode. She clawed his back, his arms, the sheets, anything that her nails could find as she driven into a frenzy state of passion.

[Kouzetsu Gin]

The look in her eyes only served to send the already enthralled Celestial over the edge, his penetrative thrusts increasing in both number and force as Gin continued pleasure Amelia, his state of mind almost trance like as the Heavenly King found himself within the deepest through of passion, the smooth friction of his shaft as it slid deeper inside the Fae vixen, while his swollen tip pressed against the sides before it collided with the spot that was causing the most profound sensations of pleasure for Amelia. With each and every contact of their bodies, his hips meeting her inner thighs, Gin began to lose ground in his battle to forgo reaching orgasm, each and every motion he and she made further send him farther into the carnal frenzy that seemed to engulf him now.

In between her lamentations of ecstasy, she suckled his fingers, tasting the same myrrh she created from Gin's expedition into her loins, his fingers paling in comparative to the throbbing, rhythmic pulsing his elongated, fleshy, warm organ. The deeper he went inside of her, the deeper her nails dug into his warm, sweaty back, that fact that he ignored the breaking of his skin only went on to further illustrate that they were truly intertwined, her coital induced gibberish sounded so sweet in his ears, her desperate attempts to call the name of her lover matched by the shortness of Gin's breaths, once long and labored, now delivered in increasingly fast, and shallow gulps of air.

He placed his forehead atop hers, his sweat matting her hair that was not in his grasp with his own, her moan and his breaths the only sounds willfully shared between them, in between Gin's similarly deep kisses, their tongues an oral doppelganger to the thrusting and grinding down below, the sheets atop the Ha-ou's firm mattress all but ruined from the combined efforts of Amelia's now compulsive thrashing, and their sweat and bodily fluids, the scent of pure and unadulterated eroticism filling the inside of Gin's newly fitted tent, the precautions he took from an earlier transgression now allowing them the comfort of a powerful solitary embraces, the symphony of their combined lust reverberating thought the tent, bouncing back into their ears, muted only by the notion that they were above separate sensory perception, locked as one they shared in each other, mind and body locked as one.

Gin began to lose himself, immersed in his senses as their lovemaking stretched onward, his body releasing the steady stream of cocktails that would send him beyond the edge of satisfaction. He found himself slipping into the sounds, her soft voice, meekly, erotically calling his name, his own breathes, the springs of his bed and the rocking of its frame, as well as the colliding of their bodies and the squish and slaps of warm and wet provided the soul of the physical music they made. He could not see beyond the lavender hair in his hand, the milky skin that was slowing becoming pink, the blotches of blush near erogenous zones now covering her entire body, her perky breast, her flat stomach and thin waist above his continually moving body, the look of sheer joy on her face he could only assumed matched his own. The taste of her body, the sweetness of all her bodily fluids, the smoothness of her saliva as their lips caressed one another, the spicy of her perspiration that built up as he licked her neck and suckled the nipples atop her breast, and the savory, richness of her most intimate area, the taste of which still coated both of their tongues. The smells that filled the room, his musk; resembling a mixture of the salty mineral of his sweat, yet with a hint of the soothing odor of talc. Her natural perfume, a mixture of spring flowers and vanilla, the scent of her fragrant, and pungently sweet bodily fluids saturated everything in the vicinity, filling Gin's nostrils with each shallow inhalation, regretting every exhalations only to be soothed once he breathed again.

But if anything had the most profound effect, it was the feeling of being inside of her, he light body as soft as cloud, warm as a gentle fire, wet as a field of grass after the summer's rain, her dew coating everything below his navel as his continued to ram himself inside of her. The tingle of her nails inside his flesh, opposing the softness of the lips on her face, the texture of her tongue, nipples, and smooth neck, the volume of her hair. All of these thing combined tore away at Gin's most profound sense, his thoughts, as he felt the hormonal changes from the hours of their union, his mind if for only the fraction of a moment, stripped away the reserve he set aside, and the animal, the carnal beast that sought to devour Amelia whole took over.

He could feel the change starting in his muscles, starting in his calves and thighs, it traveled to his back and his arms, his chest and neck tightening as if by reflex alone, he lifted Amelia's legs, forcing her knees to rest on her shoulders as he remounted her, plunging himself so deeps, each thrust to batter at the core of her insides, his waist arched at the perfect angle from which his shaft could grind against her wall, specially the ridge of flesh at the ceiling of her insides, while his tip pressed again the very back of her cavity, the sensation strong enough to be felt in the pit of her stomach. We each thrust, he felt himself expanding marginally inside her, eventually until he reached the point he he was at the entire length his physical proportions would allow for, much the blood in his body designated to this spot alone, leaving light-headed, and in a bestial rhythmic trance as he continued, longer, deeper, faster, harder.

It was at that moment he reached the point of now return, now all he wanted was to finish, to end the blissful agony and and truly become one with her physically, removing his hand from her hair and firmly planting into her waist. His mouth moved in a fashion that seemed to prepared a beast for it ferocious call, not the utterance of joy from a man, and as he could longer stare into the crystal like eyes of Amelia, Gin closed his eyes, and beginning in the back his head, shooting to the bottom his his feet, and instantly into the pit of his stomach, all his muscles clenched in unison, and Gin released everything he had in two fashions.

One was the cry of a beast that had not only captured and killed its quarry, the roar of a monster with audacity to proclaim his conquest and be brazen enough to leave the carrion where it lay under the notion no one would dare attempt to take it in his absence. The other was explosive physical burst of loins, the spasms up and down the entire column of his member expelling the hot, liquid essence of his soul, his rapid thrusting eventually becoming slow grinding, until he felt himself empty, ceasing moment as he felt the last drop spilled inside Amelia. Having died the little death, the proud and noble King released her legs as they feel back open, at the sides of his waist, and humbly collapsed atop the chest of his lover, satisfied and content with all the world at the moment, completely detached from everything foreign of his boudoir.

[Yoki Chepi-Isi]

Meanwhile...

Yoki was thrashing about in her bed, her brow full of sweat as she was having a nightmare about her stay in the mortal realm before she moved to the dream realm. All she could see was the one that she loved getting shot by some hunter over and over again as if someone was replaying the scene again just to upset her. She grabbed at her clothes that she already thought was unbearable to wear as if she the article of clothes were choking her.

She got up from her bed crying, stumbling over Hatulan's torn clothes that he wore arriving to this place. She got out of the tent that she shared with Rosey and their traveling companion and proceeded to tear her clothes off. She started to scream out in tears, "They killed him! They killed him!" She totally flipped out and scream some more, transforming in her deer form before running through out the camp crying out in a deer like fashion. She was running into tents, tearing them down in the process and kicking at everything and everyone that tried to stop her and calm her down.

[Einjheriar]

Aoi and Orenji prowled the campgrounds, the pair of Einjheriar drawing watch on this humid evening. The pair of them carefully staked out various areas of the encampment, switching from the Celestial grounds to the Fae barrack every half an hour. Aoi casual strolled about in his usual manner of gallivanting , while Orenji stuck closer to him, more reserved, but lax in the sense that he held his weapon close to his chest with one arm, the axe at the tip of his staff pointing above his head.

"Sheesh, did you catch a glimpse of some of the Fae women, I never wanted to sherk orders so bad in my life!" Aoi said, a large smile spread across his as he drug the tip of his weapon through the soil.

"Haven't you gotten in enoungh trouble lately, sometimes I wonder what keeps you upright at all." Orenji said, sighing in both exhasperation and mild humor, gently shoving Aoi on his shoulder.

"You know the answer to that, Mr. I-Don't-want-to-be-disturbed-this-evening would flay me alive, and he'd make the lot of you eat the parts to prove your loyalty." Aoi joked at Gin's expense, peeking around the corner to assure the lights of the lanterns were all the were moving.

"Yeah right, you'd taste terrible, and knowing that Gin would leave a trace of you left." Orenji said, snickering as Aoi stopped dead in his tracks, the humor of the moment lost on him. "By the way, how's your shoulder from the last time you disobyed?"

"Shut the fu...." Aoi started, his speech interupted by the noise coming from the fqae tents, advancing toward the celestial portion of the grounds. "What the Hell was that! I'll check..." Aoi said, dashing off at top speed.

"Wait!" Orenji said, pacing behind trying to keep up, holding his weapon near the end and at the middle. When they arrived, they saw was a wild animal, bucking an resisting all attempts to capture it, causing a rukus among the sleeping. "If Gin hears about this, he'll kill us, advance to the left and I'll flank." Orenji said, moving into position behind the animal.

Aoi's sword began to glow and he raised it to the sky, sending a surge of energy inside of the weapon, "Close your eyes Oren!" Aoi said, emitting a blinding light in the direction of the animal."

After the flash, concluded Orenji opened his eyes and sent a current of wind to knock and stun the animal without causing it great harm.

[Hatulan]

Hatulan spent the night as he had every night since arriving; laying upon the cot facing the soft cloth angles of the tent roof, reflecting on the days sights and sounds, and thinking.
Always thinking.
It wasn't long after he'd bidden the ladies good night before he started hearing urgent, frantic movements from behind the improvised curtain set up to provide the two females some privacy.

Raising his eyebrows and turning his head to the side, he was just in time to hear Yoki's screech of "They killed him! They killed him!" a heartbeat before she tore through the thin fabric, her clothes and his old garments flying in all directions.
He never had a chance to ask her what was wrong as she bolted through the tent flap into the camp.

Hatulan scrambled from the cot, stepped out and changed to his natural form, his alabaster scales shimmering as he stretched his wings and took flight,making a slow orbit above Yoki on her mad dash.

"Leave her be unless you use magic," he warned the others, "if you try to stop her physically, she might get hurt!"

[Isurugi Amelia]

Amelia laid there with Gin, stroking his hair a little while a small devilish smile crept onto her face. She rested with him for awhile before moving Gin onto his back to straddling him and rubbing her hands on his sculpted chest. She kissed him and whispered to him, "You ready for round two?"

That's when she heard a faint noise outside the tent. She ignored it at first, hoping it was nothing and that it would just go away. But she heard it again and now people running about outside the tent. A frown was now on her face and she sighed. She had feeling that Gin would want to get up to see what was going on. She didn't want him to leave, she wanted him all to herself.

She looked down to Gin, "Maybe its just nothing. We probably don't have to worry about it." She let out a nervous laugh and continued to kiss him while trying to put all her weight on him to keep from moving if he wanted to. But she knew that with her small frame, he could easily left her up.

[Yoki Chepi-Isi]

The combination of the blinding light and the strong wind knocking Yoki down caused her to panic even more. She was now being attack and was afraid that the hunters were now after her. She got up slightly confused to run so she stamped her feet to shake the ground under her using her earth magic. She then ran off blindly, attacking whoever got in her way with her hooves and running into more tents.

[Isurugi Mei]

Mei was sleeping peacefully and well. She was so tired and drained that as soon as her head the pillow, she was a sleep. But that ended when something came crashing at her tent. Her tent came down all around her, some of the rods supporting her tent fell on top of her, waking her up in the process. Perplexed about what was going on, she tried to make her way from under the fabric that once housed herself. She could her an animal crying out and its hooves flailing about as it try to escape the tent before running off to crash into someone else's tent. A rod that didn't quite fall now came down on to Mei's head making her scream out.

Mei managed to crawl her way from under the mess, holding the lump that was now on her head. She tried to stand up however, the blow to the head made her head feel like it was to heavy and stumbled back on the ground. She looked up and saw a dragon flying over the area and scream out in fright before crawling back under her tent to hide. She was unaware that it Hatulan.

[Kouzetsu Gin]

Gin took several deep breaths, his heaving chest bearing down on Amelia, her small body supporting the bulk of his weight as his body adjusted to the after glow of hours of intense pleasure. His muscles began to relax slowly as Amelia pushed his larger body from atop her's, placing Gin on his back as she mounted him, straddling him as affectionately as one would a kitten, her nimble fingers running thorough his hair and across his chest, as he opened his eyes to meet hers. She leaned forward while she was still on top of his, her lips locking with his, her kisses just as tender, Gin's lower half now slightly flaccid as his blood returned all his body.

He heard he whisper again in continuing, her thighs and the area in between still very warm, and very wet, and the silken tone of her voice more than enough in eliciting arousal in Gin, his member slowly swelling again as he narrowly closed his legs together, arching his back to raise his hips as he straddled Amelia's waist, sliding himself back inside her warm, and tightening body. He herd a small amount of noise outside his tent, assured that his men would quell whatever disturbance it was, Gin focused his attentions back to the slender vixen that mounted him so sensually. Despite the tenderness of his organ the caused some mild desensitization, he felt himself slide inside of her as he lowered himself, Amelia sliding down his shift as he brought closer to him, "I would have it no other way..." Gin said in a warm voice, his organ expanding deeper inside Amelia, the warm flesh of her insides sending surges of sensation through his lower body, and up to his spine, his muscles tightening in preparation for another go with his more than willing companion.

It was then Gin heard a scream, coming from the direction of the Fae camp, and he lifted his head from the bed where it rested, his attention now divided between Amelia, and the ensuing commotion outside.

[Hatulan]

Damnation, Hatulan thought, circling above, unaware the effect he'd had on the maddened Yoki.
His mind raced as never before, unusual for the normally levelheaded Dragon, trying to think of a way to calm the Youkai down.

The frenzied way she ran through the camp seemed to have no logic behind it; the armed host of Heaven was gathered here, it was the most secure place in Heaven right now.
She ran with no distinct direction, and had doubled back several times before crashing through the latest tent that bore elaborate decoration that made Hatulan wince - he recognized the tent of Isurugi Mei.
Heh, hopefully a support fell on the head of that tramp, Amelia, he allowed himself a mirthful, distracting thought.

Something spooked her, but there's no way someone could've gotten into the camp without the sentries being aware of a breach, could there?
He did not notice the alarm being raised yet, so it seemed an attack or intruder was unlikely.
He continued to think hard about ways to stop her without hurting her...

[Einjheriar]

Aoi frowned as the blinding light failed to stop the Youkai from bucking wildly, now even more frightened as she leaped from the ground after Orenji's attack, the impatient Einjheriar dimmed the light of his claymore as he heard the flapping leathery wings above his head. She continued to burst through others tent, Aoi walked over to Orenji who went over to aid the frightened Fae king from under the mess of cloth and metal beams that formerly comprised her tent. Helping to dig her out, the two Einjheriar knelt down to provide cover to Mei, who was dressed in her night attire, obviously frightened by the Dragon. "If we don't stop this, Gin's gonna kill us." Aoi said, removing his breastplate and offering it to Mei, smiling as he took the time to capture a glimpse of the frightening Fae's beautiful features.

"Your right, if he gets out of bed to stop this we'll never hear the end of this, were already on guard duty here as punishment." Orenji said, listening to the wind currents to find where the out of control Shika-Youkai had gone to. She had ready moved well beyond the Fae's area of the campground and now grow closer to the Celestial camp, moving particularly close to Gin's tent. Standing to their feet, the began to avalanche on Yoki's location, hearing the booming voice of the dragon overhead.

"If you know so much, drag your scaly ass to the ground and help us!" Aoi yelled in frustration, moving at top speed to leaving Orenji behind himself to attempt to flank the girl again. The dragon still lay overhead and Aoi saw as the her behavior began to grow worse by the minute, it would only be so long before Gin would arise from his tent, and his arrival would spell doom for not only the disturbance, but Aoi and Orenji as well for their failure in preventing it. Frustrated, Aoi pointed his sword and sent a surge of low current electricity as the girl to shock and hopefully paralyze her, "Orenji, pull her towards me with the wind!" he yelled as his partner complied, Aoi's blue hair flowing from the air being pulled behind him.

[Hatulan]

"Hmph!" Hatulan grunted in reply to the Einjherjar's 'request.'
He was still trying to think of ways to stop Yoki without hurting her.
But the words of the Einjherlar struck a chord in his mind...
If I can't stop her, maybe I can at least direct her away from any more tents, he thought.

Assuming that the Heavenly King's tents would survive the buffeting, Hatulan swooped down for a soft landing some distance before Yoki.
Extending his wings in a fashion intended to force the frightened Youkai away from Gin's tent, he growled to the Einjherjar.
"Try to get her out to the parade ground," he urged.

[Isurugi Mei]

Mei was thankful for Gin's personal guards helping unbury her from under her tent but she was still shaken up by the presence of the dragon. Where did he come from and how did he get here? One of the guards gave her their breast plate to cover herself. She was only wearing a small blue shorts and a white pull over that had one button at the top and stop just below her shorts so it appeared that she only wearing the top. She buttoned up the one button she had undone since she was no longer in the privacy of her tent and rather burn up a little if she had to for her modesty.

The Einjheriar apparently had more important matters to attend to and ran off. She didn't understand why they didn't focus on the dragon over head until she saw the deer running wildly about. She immediately recognized that it was Yoki; she was the only youkai in this group that came to heaven. Not understanding why Yoki went crazy she called out to the guys trying to subdue her. "Please be careful. Don't hurt her."

[Isurugi Amelia]

Amelia was more than happy that Gin wasted no time to lifting her up to allow her to slide back down on to his shaft. But she was even more happy that the noise outside didn't deter him from continuing their sexual activities. She started to move her hips when she heard a scream outside the tent causing her to freeze in place because she recognized the scream. She felt torn on whether to continue what she was doing or to see if her sister was all right.

Seconds past as more people ran about outside. Amelia figured that Mei could handle herself since she's suppose to be some kind of Heaven King. If not, then it'll prove that Mei shouldn't have been one in the first place and that she should have been one instead. Satisfied that she could focus on more important things, she went back to moving her hips while pushing Gin back down. "Don't worry about a thing, they have it under control."

She threw her head back as she rode the Heaven King, feeling him swelling up. She looked back down on to Gin with an intense look on her face, sucking on one of her own fingers as her eyes met his. It was then, out of the corner of her eyes, that she saw a big imposing shadow outside the tent, spreading its wings out. She slowed down to a stop while her mouth hung open. Normally, she wouldn't swear but she couldn't help what she said next as she saw the shadow on the tents wall. "What the fuck is that?"