[Story] Livantia Chapter #6: Deep Kissing

As usual, I want to give a huge thanks to Wolfiebynature for all his help in the development of this chapter!

 Now, it's the turn for Fey, the female barbarian, Nerin, the soothsayer, and Giovanna, the warrior elf to shine in a chapter, of many to come for them!

Giovanna is a character from ElCapitanPineapple, and she's used with permission.

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The forbidden zone. The Quid Desert, so vast and empty, looking almost like there is no end, and no beginning. Which made it almost funny to find out how little distance the sands truly stretched for in comparison to everything else.

If you headed north from the desert, like Prince Adol did after getting inside it, you'd reach the city of Jaa-Namat, ruled by the ruthless and tightwad Sultan: Nabihd Huran, along with his cousin, Ari. This place is considered very exotic, full of middle-eastern thematic goods: Markets of furs, precious stones, food… slaves… It could be safely said that you could make a fair number of bargains if paying a visit to this place. On the other side, if you sell goods, people here adore gathering things from other places, especially if they are rare.

If you headed to the north-west (either from the desert or from the north entrance of Jaa-Namat), you would find yourself in one of the sacred forests, this particular location is known by the name of Diamond Forest. No diamonds are found in this place, nor any other precious rock, but it’s known the shades of the trees resemble diamonds, giving the forest its name. It’s in this place where Ilyse is resting after her lucky escape, inside a big tree that now gives her some shelter and protection.

Finally, if you push through the desert enough, heading slightly to the east –or south-west if you head south-, you will be able to find what some would call a miracle. Grass on the ground will indicate the dessert is coming to an end. In its place, there will be an oasis, and next to it, a barbarian encampment. Neither of which will be a mirage.

This small community is quite peculiar; ruled by female barbarians only. A well-trained group of warrior women, that live in and for the moment, who have intense fights, and get gold, goods, and slaves, from doing commissioned jobs. Just as they say: “Slaves are for the boring chores”, and the barbarians hate boring chores…

In the biggest of all the tents scattered through the camping place, exactly in the middle, resides the leader of the group: A tall woman, standing around six feet tall, with a well-toned body: visible ab muscles, strong arms and powerful legs that could crush an orc's head with little effort. Her body proudly displays some scars on her limbs, symbols of her past battles and prideful victories. The most noticeable of these marks was also the most painful one the warrior had: the one that crossed the right side of her abdominal muscles.

Aside from the statue-like appearance of her silhouette, her curves were something to admire for sure. Her breasts were so generous, even a large orc would have a hard time trying to cup either of them one-handed. Her hips were wide, and her backside was meaty, round, but firm at touch. All of this was crowned by an exquisite skin, tanned by the sun and long white hair. Her angelic face was capable of breaking the hearts of everyone that stared at it; from it, a pair of round, honey-coloured eyes illuminated her gaze.

Fey knew she was desirable to many men, and even some females, but at the same time, some were careful, or even fearful of her. They had good reason to be though; female barbarians are relentless fighters, and they don’t stop until they see their opponents defeated. They don’t like to kill, though. It’s not in their nature, unless it’s something that threatens their lives, or the lives of others. Instead, they preferred to take captives. If you lose a fight with one of Fey's tribe, you are likely doomed to be their servant until the end of your days, unless you challenge the same barbarian and win the match. Women have better luck and are preferred to be servants, while males are meant to do harder jobs, if required.

Females have a better destiny; they are meant to indulge in any wish their mistresses would have, and often provided more than just food. Barbarians need the warmth of companionship as much as anybody else, and while they don’t look down on their comrades, they prefer to have their smaller, and softer captives in their lap.

Don’t get them wrong; they don’t hate men or anything. Quite the opposite, in fact. But men are mainly used to help the tribe grow, and even that is only during certain seasons. After all, you can’t be pregnant and a warrior at the same time.

Today isn’t exactly a busy day for the tribe; everyone is just lounging or doing nothing. They have enough gold to last them a while, the slaves are doing their jobs, and the heat is too unbearable for training or fighting.

Fey tries to sleep inside her tent, her skin deliciously shining by her own sweat, suffering the merciless heat that covered the place like a blanket. She wears nothing more than a loincloth, and is rapidly waving her hand in an attempt to cool down her face, to little avail. New sweat drops drip down her delicate face, glistening her skin. Yet more of them run down her chest, going around her ample tits, and even tickling a nipple. Her chest moves rhythmically up and down, her panting obvious. Her skin is so shiny, almost golden, providing a delightful view.

Suddenly, the warrior stands up in a quick motion, letting out a growl of frustration. She couldn’t stand it anymore! She was practically naked, yet sleeping in her “gethäh” fur bed was impossible! Then her mouth breaks into a smile as an idea comes to her. “Wait! Why am I suffering? Am I so dumb that I forgot we're settled next to an oasis?” The big woman giggles, her deep voice echoing slightly in the confined tent. “I should just go there and refresh myself! Decided! Let’s go!

Happily, the tall, white haired female grabbed some of her belongings. Specifically, her sable: nearly 5 feet of the finest steel available, decorated with a handcrafted golden handle. This weapon has seen many battles, and has killed dangerous beasts, and is one of Fey’s best companions, along with her knife. She took her weapon and her canteen full of wine, to head towards the small slit that marked the exit of her tent.

The sun was so bright she covered her eyes at first. Such a lovely sunny day! Some of her fellow warriors said their hellos to the barbarian, in a very friendly way. She was both highly respected and deeply loved by her comrades. To her surprise, there was one of her best warriors saluting her, the average size of the female elf forced Fey to look downwards.

There was Giovanna Vespere, standing in front of the barbarian. A brunette beautiful elf, with long brown straight hair and a curvaceous body, firmed by hard training as well. But her face was soft and lovely, smiling at the taller woman.

“Whoah! Are you ok, boss? You look shinier than a slime!”

“I’m sweating like crazy… I can’t sleep in my tent… at this rate I will start slipping out of my bed! Ha! Seems like a good day to go to the oasis. If you're not busy, you can come with me!” Fey added friendly.

Giovanna sighed “I’m afraid I won’t be able to go today. I have to check inventory with Atra; we got a lot of loot from the last raid, and we haven’t checked much of it.”

You work too much! You ought to have some fun every now and then…” The barbarian retorts, while cupping Giovanna’s face. “Still, I understand why you do it… If it makes you feel better, I won’t stop you…”

Giovanna’s gaze turned sombre in an instant. She enjoyed being in the camp and Fey was a great boss to be with, but her mind was still in Luxas.

Luxas... Her home. The place where she built her happiest memories. The lovely face of a redheaded princess suddenly floated to the forefront of her mind.

“Giovanna! What happens next?” Ilyse asks.

“Well… the princess was aware she needed to take action, and so she did…” the brunette elf replies.

“B-but what happens next?” Asks the princess, laying in Giovanna’s lap, in the middle of a lively and lovely garden.

“That, my princess, I will tell you tomorrow. For now, we have to return. You still need to do your royal duties…” Giovanna answers, smiling at Ilyse, while stroking her hair.

“Giovanna?” Fey’s voice interrupts the elf’s reverie. “I am sorry… I didn’t mean to…"

“It’s okay, boss, I will be fine, I promise…” the brunette could tell she didn't sound very convincing.

“If you change your mind, I will be in the left side of the oasis…” The white haired girl offered, with a small smile.

“Thank you, boss…” Giovanna answered, still sounding a little deadpan.

Fey knew it was hard for Giovanna to handle that emptiness inside her. Luxas was destroyed by the Dark Sorceress, and the royal family she served so faithfully was gone. Now, nothing was known about the royal family. Giovanna knew that if they had survived, they wouldn't dare attempt make contact with her. Still, she hated not knowing what had become of the family she had taken an oath to look after. She also felt guilty for not doing more; she was the Princess' Royal Guard, dammit! It was her sworn duty to look after the safety of Ilyse. The king was pretty insistent on that matter.

It was so sudden; it was impossible to react. But for the warrior elf, it was no excuse for that fail, even if it wasn’t her fault. She was supposed to be ready for anything, and she simply hadn't been.

Fey already knew about all of this. The former royal guard had explained it all to her, after a difficult fight against the barbarian to prove her worth. Giovanna was successful, so instead of becoming a slave, she quickly escalated to become the second in charge, just after Fey herself.

The tall barbarian was thinking about this, worrying about the elf’s mind state. It would probably be better to drag her from duty and bring her to the oasis. But, Fey wouldn’t force the elf to have fun just to “make the boss happy”. This in mind, Fey bade Giovanna farewell and set off.

After a few minutes of walking and thinking, the clear water hoved into view, fresh and transparent. Fey smiled at this and, without taking any more time, she left herself completely naked to enter the pond before her.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh…. Shiiiiiiiiiit… this is amazing!” The barbarian exclaimed as she entered the water.

She took a small dive, to let the water soak her completely, from head to toes. She emerged from the water after a little while, to take a sit in the rocks that enabled her to lounge into the cool water body. “Uaahhhh!!! This is the life, I tell ya!” She could feel her heat lowering and her muscles relaxing completely. The coolness of the water caused her nipples to be erect, pointing furiously to the sky, while drawing a wide smile on her alluring face.

After a minute of silence, Fey closes her eyes, completely ignoring her surroundings. She was so calm she didn’t even notice the slow, cat-like walk from a barefoot woman approaching her from the bushes behind. Suddenly, the tall woman’s eyes are covered by a pair of soft, delicate hands, in a playful manner…

“Could you guess who is this?” a soft, melodic voice teased.

“Uh? Wait… I recognize that voice… are you… a cute small princess asking for a strong warrior?” Fey counters sarcastically.

“Close enough…” the voice answered as the hands uncover the barbarian’s eyes.

Fey turned around to see a very familiar figure. “Nerin!!!”

There she was, slightly tanned skin, much lighter than Fey’s. Barefoot and wearing a ring on her middle toe, looking up you'd see an average frame, but with such a sultry figure, evidenced even when using her hoodie and magenta dress and bringing her crystal ball with her this time. Looking yet higher revealed her oval feline-like eyes and curly hair, both black in colour. She always liked to wear her jewelry a, symbol of her status as a respectable class sorcerer and soothsayer.

“Seems it got hot here… must be the season. My crystal ball warned me about high temperatures at least for a couple of days from now…” The soothsayer smirked.

“But here you are, as always, taking advantage of it… aren’t you?”

“It’s one of the perks of having an oasis nearby, you don’t have to bear sweating like a pig! Instead, you come here and relax!” The barbarian answered, cheerful “Not that I mind sweat but… well, you know!”

“I see…” Nerin stops for a moment, her smile faltering a little. “Fey… the ball also told me other things…”

“If it’s the location of a treasure, please do share!” Fey joked.

“N-no… Sadly, no… It’s about Luxas…” Nerin asserts.

“What? The place was reduced to dust and rubble… what other things has the ball told you about it?” the taller woman counters.

Surprised, Nerin inquired “H-how did you know that?”

“Well… I got a new girl here, that comes from that city, she told me all about it. The poor thing looks so sad every time the topic comes into conversation… I feel so bad for her…” Fey looks down into the water, more serious than usual. “Luxas was a big place, so full of shiny stuff, and those elves, so proud… and a bit lewd, and… I would say wise! I will never know what they did to deserve that… Fuck! I wanted to buy new armour there! They had such nice armour sets! Fit, but hard and good for protection! Ahhhh…” Then, her eyes return to the soothsayer. “Such is life I guess… that sorceress is a bitch…”

Nerin was speechless, no one that knew or had any type of contact with Luxas would ever understand it’s end, nor the way it happened. Soon she also notices Fey’s gaze, feeling like a wave of sunlight over her whole self. She smiled at this, and slowly crouched to be closer to the barbarian. Fey smiled as well.

“You didn’t come here just to tell me that, did you?”

“Is it that obvious?” the soothsayer blushed very slightly.

"I don't need a crystal ball to know what your visits result in." Fey teased.

Fey was used to this routine. The sudden presence of Nerin usually ended this way. After all, they had known each other for a while now, and the soothsayer was very good company. Nerin couldn’t help but stare at Fey’s massive tits, barely covered by the water, and revealing her rock hard nipples…

“Is the water too cold?” Nerin teasingly asks.

“Wanna find out yourself? Heh…” Fey chuckled. The athletic figure of the soothsayer stands up, slowly removing her hoodie. Soon, in one fluid movement, the whole dress falls off, revealing the naked figure of the sexy woman.

Cat-like, as she uses to walk, proceeds to get into the water, next to an enticed Fey, who observes the full body of Nerin, and her many power tattoos, entering the pond completely. She dips her head under the water and arises a few seconds later, in front of the barbarian. “Ahhh! It’s perfect…” Nerin sighed contentedly.

Little time she had to say any more, as Fey took her doll face between her hands, stealing a deep kiss from Nerin. Their tongues met and played together, shamelessly rubbing and swirling. Both moaned deeply, savoring each other's scent. Nerin cupped the barbarians face lovingly in return, while her smaller, but no less full breasts pressed against the barbarian's huge tanned udders.

Their kiss continued for a while more, giving a sexy sight. Their lips caressing each other, their tongues blending erotically, their nipples pressing hard together… it was as if their entire bodies were delivering a passionate kiss to each other…

“U-aahhhh…” Nerin’s lips parted away from Fey’s, leaving a thin trail of drool. “I-I love it when you do that…Your kisses… I always crave them! I need your lips so much…”

Both girls were blushing deeply, panting heavily. Fey stared at Nerin for a moment. “You are delicious… I will never get enough of those lips of yours, of this body of yours… I’m always eager for you to come visit me… There are days I only dream about your soft, smooth skin…” As she was talking, Fey’s hands started to run over the soothsayer’s body, over her shoulders, and moving downwards, cupping and massaging her breasts…

“Mmhh… haahhh” the soothsayer moaned.

“Look, your nipples are so hard now… just from our kiss...” The barbarian then started to tease her sensitive nipples, decorated with a pair of golden piercings. “I love your piercings, they look so hot on you, Nerin… I envy them; they get to touch your nipples every minute of every day…” Fey’s lips now were touching the sensitive tips.

“Uhh… ahhhh~… You really like them that much?” Nerin muttered, feeling the sensations run down to her crotch.

“Yes… I love to tease them, to suck them…” The larger woman's suckling became more intense. “Pinch them…” And her other hand, began pinching and stretching Nerin’s other nipple. “I enjoy your little moans when I tease you like this…"

“Ahhhnnn… ahhhh…. Uuuuhhh… I-if you keep going… I… I…” the soothsayer panted.

“Already? Cum for me, baby… do it… let it out, after all, this is just the start…” The barbarian declared, as she continued to suck harder on Nerin’s tit, while teasing her other nipple vigorously.

Nerin had reached her limit and was about to burst any second now. “G-gonna… I’m gonna cum!” She squealed, as a fountain of squirt gushed from her pussy. Afterwards, her shivering body was holding tightly to the bigger one of Fey, resting over her big breasts.

“You are probably the only girl I know that is able to cum just from her tits being teased!” Fey chuckles. “But hold on… we aren’t done yet…"

Almost bridal style, Fey gently carries Nerin out of the pond, and sets her onto the grass nearby, delighting herself with the sight of the paler woman lying there, willing for more. Her breasts were pushing up and down, caused by her heavy panting, while her shapely legs were spread, revealing a delicate and sexy opening.

“Come… get over me now.” Fey lays next to her. “I want to taste you…”

Barely recovered from her first climax, but already hungry for more, the soothsayer crawls slowly over the female barbarian, who makes a sign for Nerin to turn over, exposing her firm and round ass to her. It was a marvel to behold. Her pink, delicate pussy lips were parting lightly, dripping her juices. Just below, her small bead, timidly showing from its hideout. Above her pussy, her pink and shiny asshole was hiding slightly, puckering just a bit.

Nerin found Fey’s entrance as well-a darker shade than hers, but no less tempting. The warrior’s pussy was so plump, fleshy and crowned by a small white bush. Her pussy lips were begging for attention; shiny, juicy. It almost looked like a flower in bloom. The smaller woman noticed Fey’s clit was bigger than hers, sticking out shameless and firm...

Fey was hypnotized by Nerin's strong scent, sweet and warm. Her nose was completely enticed by it. It smelled like roses, intoxicating her senses.... The barbarian couldn’t take it anymore! She had to taste it…

With a complete lack of delicacy, Fey spreads the plump asscheeks of the soothsayer, revealing her pulsating asshole, and her juicy, shiny pussy lips just below. Soon after, her own lips were licking and kissing the woman’s most intimate parts, slowly burying herself in between her meaty cheeks, while her hands held on Nerin’s hips tightly.

“Uhhh… nhaaaa! S-so sudden! Mhhh… F-fey… not so rough…” Nerin squealed, still sensitive from her first orgasm.

“I can’t help it.” replies the barbarian, stopping for the briefest possible time. “I want your pussy; I want to eat you so bad…!”

“Ahhhnnn!” Nerin moans once again, feeling her tender flesh savored eagerly. The sexy dark haired girl leaned forward, sticking out her butt more, for the barbarian to taste deeper. She barely reached Fey’s snatch and accommodated herself to have it closer. It was raw, but also inviting. The female warrior’s arousal was so evident, her clit was strongly pointing out firmly, begging for attention.

While her slit was given so much attention, Nerin approached to this darker and sensitive place, beginning to lick over her soft pussy lips.

The barbarian whimpered cutesy, she was in fact delicate in her nether parts, starting to leak her love juices. Nerin continued her doing, circling and delivering small teasing bites to that delicious flesh, causing the barbarian to cry more and bucking her hips upwards, offering more of her snatch to her smaller lover.

Fey on her side, was delightfully enjoying such a pink and cute flower, her flavor was a drug for her, she tugged slightly towards her, opening her moth fully, almost literally eating her partner’s pussy, causing funny suckle noises. Her tongue as well, was exploring the deepest parts of Nerin’s intimate cave, rubbing and teasing her small bead.

Nerin whimpered once more, louder than last time, her pussy was so lewdly eaten, dampened, tasted… was a meal worth of the finest of the monarchs, but now, her womanhood was only for Fey to enjoy. Trying to correspond the intensity of her sexy doings, the soothsayer licked harder, using her lips to now suck on the female warrior’s bead, erotically taking it inside her mouth, like having the sweetest of the treats.

It was Fey’s turn to wail loudly, she was so terribly sensitive there… her clit responded becoming harder, and causing her pussy to leak even more juices. suction and pop noises came from those crimson lips of Nerin, eagerly pleasing that little piece of meat, that was reddening by pleasure.

It was such a naughty sight, the both women sixty-nineing over the grass, next to that clear oasis, glistening in sweat and female juices, moaning, enjoying and loving each other… At least this was a hot moment to see for Giovanna, who finished her duties early, and decided to take advice from Fey.

It was a surprise at first, she didn’t expect a guest to come to the camping place, less to interact the way she’s was doing with her boss. Not willing to interrupt, she hid herself behind a bush, still having a good view of the action.

The elf could feel the love they had to each other, how much they were having fun… if only she didn’t wait so long to declare her intentions for her beloved princess…

Her lovely innocent face, her freckles, her plump and curvaceous body, her long red hair tied into braids… she was so perfect, so beautiful… so desirable…

“Princess… Ahhhnnn…” It had been a long time since Giovanna had the need to touch herself. An almost hurtful amount of time, even. Watching the loving females pleasing each other like this… She couldn’t help it any more…. She quickly took off her garments, belt and battle skirt… and from there, her small briefs… exposing a cute and juicy pussy, already soaked in need…

“P-princess… If you were here… I would… I would… Uhhnn-” She sat down on the grass, and spread her legs… A skillful finger slid into her snatch, avidly rubbing inside her tender walls. “I would… love you so much… I want to love you… I desire you… Princesssssssss…” Images about Ilyse fill up her mind quickly, about her luscious body, ample tits and full rear, images that turn into imaginary sights of her glorious nakedness, exposed at the lustful eyes of Giovanna.

Rapidly, her fingers rub into her pussy, pressing her sensitive spot. She was quickly building an orgasm just by imagining her lovely princess… Thinking about her soft skin, wondering about being able to touch her breasts and loving every inch of the princess’ body, giving all her heart to Ilyse's pleasure…

Next to that action, the indecent concert of moans was still taking place. Nerin and Fey were losing track of the time, only the pleasure was filling up their minds, and the sweet climax was building into each of their bodies.

No part of Nerin’s nethers was left untasted; not a single inch. Fey’s lips continued to drink the soothsayer's juices her tongue was so skillfully coaxing out, and her walls were beginning to clench from the erotic massage. The barbarian’s opening also began to have small spasms; a consequence of Nerin’s clit sucking. Her fingers touched and teased her tender and wet nether lips and inside walls, seeking for the relief that she was begging for.

“Uhhh… N-Nerin? I’m close… Ahhh… let’s… let’s make our clits kiss too…” Fey said, almost innocently.

Without saying a word, Nerin stopped her caressing and moved, allowing Fey to change her position. The two of them sat down, spreading their legs. They leaned slightly to their sides and kept balance using one arm each, so they could form a scissor. Finally, they were closer, and their pussies “kissed” each other, making both women moan in delight.

Rhythmically, they began to buck their hips. The movement caused their sensitive and slippery pussy lips to rub and slide, and their clits to press, sending an electric shock through both horny females. It was a truly warm and tingly sensation that made their bodies feel very hot.

“Mhhhaa! Sh-shit… Nerin… I love you…” The barbarian panted.

“Uhhhh… Fey… m-me too… aahhhn~” Nerin answered, lust filling her voice.

“Gonna… gonna cum so hard!”

“L-let’s do it together! I’m about to cum too!”

Feeling the momentum, Fey snagged the soothsayer’s raised leg, and pulled it closer to her face. The warrior’s plump lips kissed Nerin's foot sole, licking it afterwards. For some reason, unknown even to her, this made her orgasms stronger. It was a little ritual that only worked with her favorite lover.

“Uhhh… uhhh… d-don’t… do that…” The smaller woman protested; it was kind of weird for her, though not unpleasant.

At the same time, Giovanna’s climax was really close. Her fingers were rapidly working her own bead; she was about to burst... “Uhhhnnn… Ughhh… gonna cum… gonna burst!” She tried to keep her moans to a minimum.

And all three of them, at the same time, announced their climax, in the same synchronized wail… “I’m cummiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!”

The brunette elf was breathing deeply, exhausted after such a big release. She was looking at her hand, covered in her juices, and for a moment, felt a bit guilty… She never revealed this deep love to Ilyse; it was impossible! It didn’t matter if she was her personal royal guard, Ilyse was still out of her league… What could she offer besides her love? Ilyse was a princess, and she was a warrior. A high class warrior, but still, not one of the royal bloodline…

But now, she regrets not being able to overcome those feelings at that time. If she'd just done it… and now it was too late, the princess is likely gone forever. Probably… it was time to move on and to look forward…

Fey and Nerin, on the other side of the bush, were laying still, panting, and with two big smiles drawn over their faces, the product of such satisfying sex. One last deep kiss sealed their attachment, from which they stared at each other for a moment.

“I… got a little question for you…” The soothsayer broke the silence.

“What is it, love?” Fey smiled.

“W-why… do you always do… that when you are about to finish?”

Fey blushed deeply before answering: it was the first time Nerin had asked that question, and she wasn’t unsure how to answer without sounding weird. “I… don’t know. I just… like it… I can’t really tell you why exactly, but… Well, does it matter? I love every part of you. Your lips, tits, ass, feet; all of it. I want to have a taste and kiss every part of you!”

Nerin giggled at the barbarian’s words, many people had worshipped her beauty before, including Erick, her former lover… but Fey was so blunt about it, so hot. “I’m glad barbarians aren’t cannibals, or I would be deeply concerned!” She teased a bit.

“Silly!” The white haired barbarian pulled Nerin closer to her, while the soothsayer snuggled, pressing up to Fey’s body, resting her head in the bigger woman’s generous chest. Their naked bodies were doused in sweat and love juices, so close and connected, enjoying the warmth and scent of the post sex cuddling…

“Smooch” Fey teased.

Nerin felt a tender kiss on her forehead as the two relaxed together, the heat no longer a concern for either of them.

-To be continued.