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Deviant Magic – Episode 11 Journey
I enjoyed the dark. There was comfort to be had in my sleep, but nothing so beautiful could ever last.
I'm woken up by a large tongue lapping over my entire body. Warm, wet and rough as it drenches half my body in saliva. I'm shocked when I open my eyes and see Brim, larger than life, licking me to draw my attention to Leon who's on the grass a few feet away from me. I hear a ringing sensation in my ears accompanied by a loud banging headache, the world seems to move at a slower pace than normal.
Pain hits me as my mind registers the damage to my body. I scream out in agony as the right side of my face is burnt and my ear has melded onto my skull. My fingers slowly tracing the scars on my face as I scream out again. I view my arms, shaking and covered in scratches from the creature. I can feel my heart beating fast in my chest as I struggle to remain conscious. As bad as I feel, I know Leon's worse off.
The pool of red blood is a stark contrast to the green grass underneath his body as I see his left arm broken just below the shoulder and his chest has several severe wounds to it. His white pants are stained in more ways than one and he's coughing up blood between wheezing breaths.
I move my body while manoeuvring the excruciating pain radiating through every bone in me. Brim is standing above me; he begins sparkling with red lightning as he turns into his baby form again. I wish Thunder was here, but I don't have the energy to summon him now after I made him disappear earlier.
I slowly pull myself over to Leon. His eyes are wide open, but he doesn't seem to take anything in as he stares straight into the blue skies above. I can hear faint gurgling of his breath. He must be drowning in his own blood. What can I do?
I notice Leon's hands have the water rune of healing on them... He must have tried to heal me before. The pain in my face tells me he was unsuccessful.
I kneel in front of him as the thought hits me. What if he dies...
This boy is unknowingly everything I want from this world. He's untethered to rules and restrictions. The world is his to explore to his heart's content and he loves every single discovery he makes. I remember how excited he was when I told him about the races of the world, and how keen he is to meet them all.
Leon is someone I want to follow to the end of the world and back. It can't end now. Fucking hell, it can't.
I dip my hands in the blood as I draw the healing runes on my own hands. I draw the drop with lines extending from the middle in blood as I summon forth water between my hands. Pretty basic magic but if I can't get the water to heal... then it's all for nothing.
I channel my shadow magic into the runes on both my hands, but I can't feel anything.
After several moments I watch as Leon's eyes begin to close. NO! He can't fucking die! This is not how it ends... I want to see more. I want to explore more... I want... more of him.
I let the orb of water splash onto the ground as I bring my hands to my mouth, tears start to run down my face. On the right side of my face it stings as it runs over the burnt area on my cheek. Overwhelming feelings of sadness hit me when I realize there's nothing I can do. I don't have his gift for using restricted magic...
As the tears run down my face and over my hands, I try to contain my sobs when I remembered what he had done earlier... In all the commotion I had nearly forgotten that I kept myself from licking my lips for a reason.
I bring my tongue to my lips as I circle my mouth. There's a mixture of dirt and blood but also something else. It's hard to tell but I think it's his cum. And it tastes... incredible.
On the bottom left of my lips, I taste him, and as I do, I feel pure power surging through my body. I can't believe he has this effect on me.
The feeling is fleeting but the power rushing through my body numbs the pain I'm feeling, I stand up fully and walk towards the river. This might actually work...
I find the spot we'd been on before; I bend down and like an animal, put my tongue to the grass, I lick up the remaining pool of cum that had shot out of the Shadow World after I made Leon cum in extraordinary amounts.
My tongue licks the cum off the grass. I'm not fucking worried about the dirt or the grass or even the bugs. I want this more than I've ever wanted anything. Electricity shoots through my body and any pain I was feeling is almost completely numbed out by the jolt of adrenaline and power rushing through my core.
It's heartbreaking to pull myself off the grass when there's still some cum left but my entire body is surging with power and I think I have enough now.
I walk over to Leon who's now fully unconscious as blood runs down the side of his mouth and onto the grass. I summon forth water and I focus on the surging power within me, to flow into the runes on my hand. The water begins to glow with incredible strength, nearly blinding me. I've never felt such power in my life. It's like holding onto Thunder's tendrils when he's channelling electricity.
I place the water over Leon's chest first. The feeling of this form of magic is incredible. I can feel everything within him. His heart, his lungs, his bones... And it all feels so... so broken.
His bones begin to shift as he spasms on the ground and coughs up more blood in his unconscious state. I feel the bones moving into place and melding into each other. The blood in his lungs sifts back into its stream and back into his body as his breathing becomes less laboured. The water does its job with incredible speed as I throw as much magic into the runes as I possibly can. My hands feel strange, one is freezing and the other is burning up.
His external and internal wounds on his chest have healed perfectly, I move to heal his broken arm.
After several minutes of moving across his body, making sure he's all healed up, I move to heal myself like I had seen Leon do.
When the water wraps around my head, I feel the extent of my burns and the pain accompanying is too great... The world goes black... Last thing I feel is my head banging against the ground...
I'm floating in an endless black void as I struggle to make sense of things. What just happened. Did I die?
Last thing I remember is pain... the blue skies... blood... so much blood...
A rune appears in the space in front of me. I think I've seen this before... I reach out my hand to touch it and as I do it lights up green as I'm rushed with emotion. I know this one... I saw it in the cave when I first met Vox. He remains quiet and distant as I feel my body pulsing with... what is this? It feels as if my own magic is flowing into my body from an external source.
For a second I see the clouds above me and Sky leaning over my body with blood everywhere as I feel the pain in my body intensifying and I black out again.
I wake up and I'm laying in the grass... My body is splayed out and Brim is resting against my ribs as I look around. The grass is stained red with blood and I can see scorched ground where the beast had attacked us with its black flames.
I do a mental scan of my body and I can feel a scratch on my lower left leg but beyond that, I'm fine... But how? There's no mage here that has that kind of power available to heal me.
After making a note that I'm okay I sit myself up on my elbows and I notice Sky on the grass with half his face having severe burn damage.
With urgency I crawl over to him as I begin to heal him almost immediately after making sure the runes on my hands are intact.
I'm almost relieved when he reacts with pain, at least he's alive. I heal him and his skin begins to flake off as fresh new skin grows underneath. The left side of his face, as I look at him, is now as good as new but the hair around his ear was burnt off. I make a note to have him shaved in a similar fashion on the other side of the head to balance out his look.
I look around but I can't see Thunder anywhere. Brim is by my side, walking around Sky and nudging his forehead into him with a caring motion. He's not waking up. How long was I out for? Who healed me? And who was that beast-man that attacked us.
Frustration rolls over me. I deserve answers. I call out to Vox.
As always, his voice booms through me.
"I'm glad you live"
I don't know why but his voice angers me. I've relied on him being truthful with me and he abandoned me when I needed him the most.
"Why didn't you help me? I almost died Vox!"
I can feel his emotions surging through me. He's sad it happened but I get the distinct feeling he didn't abandon me for no reason.
"A clash between us would result in the end of Gaia, as we know it..."
I know he's telling the truth but it still annoys me that he can't give me more of an in-depth response.
The entire area is covered in soot, blood and charred grass. It looks like a battlefield. I glance across towards Moorea. Did that monster cause that explosion? Are the people there okay? I quickly think back to Milo, Geoff, Lana and Luria.
I hear a moan as Sky groans and comes awake. I kneel beside him as he sits up.
He looks at me with both sadness and cheerfulness as he pulls me into a hug. It's a warm hug with a firm squeeze around my midsection signalling how much he cares for me.
We lay down next to each other on the grass as we discuss what happened. I still can't believe that monster came out of nowhere and attacked like that. For what purpose? Its power was unlike anything I could ever imagine.
He summons Thunder who immediately comes to lay on top of Sky in a curled-up position. After laying on the ground for several minutes we get up and grab our things. We shouldn't stay here a moment longer. Our clothes are ripped and our bodies although healed, are exhausted.
We decide to head towards Moorea. If what Wyndall had told us, we should be safe from the Crimson Legion.
We follow the river north until we see it... Moorea is... gone...
The river leading north leads right into a massive lake with charred and crude edges. Trees have fallen in and the water is mixed colours of brown and black.
Me and Sky both struggle to find any words. Sky's the first to break the silence. "What the fucking hell Leon? Did he do this? What was he?"
I shake my head as I can't gather my thoughts. What happened to Luria, Mio, Lana and Geoff? What about the people studying in the library, the old man who helped me with my clothes...?
A part of me has felt immense anger towards people for being afraid of deviant mages and for being afraid of magic they don't understand. But seeing destruction this... absolute, breaks my heart. I never wanted this... Did I?
We stand in silence on the grass surrounding the lake for a while before making a move. "This will leave a mark. Stay clear of the water." I hear Vox's voice echo in my soul.
"Sky, don't touch the water, Vox says it's not clean. Let's head west. What's a city we can go to within a few days?"
"When I first came here, I stopped by a small village to the west called Parla."
We walk around the lake as we begin following the river leading west as we walk on the road with our raggedy clothes and few items. Both Thunder and Brim keep us company as we walk.
Me and Sky discuss strategies in case we were to run into that unkillable beast again. Sky seems genuinely frightened when I tell him even without a head it kept moving.
The sun sets and we still haven't reached Parla, so we decide to camp out for the night. I make an impromptu campsite with some moss beds as we go to lie down.
The entire day was spent fairly quiet and before we go to sleep, we're still in our own heads.
I fall asleep with Brim's warm body nestled into my chest.
We wake up and continue on our journey. I think the events of the last few days have really changed Sky as he hasn't been as talkative and I notice how he keeps eyeing me from the side.
As we're walking along the dirt road, I ask him. "Are you okay?... You know... what happened. I'm so sorry it got so messy."
"It's not that, I would have done the same in your shoes. I just... I don't know. I'm just happy we're doing this together. That's all." He says while looking down at the ground.
I toss my arm around his neck and tell him I feel the same way.
During our time travelling on the road, we hide in the forest twice when large amounts of legion soldiers pass us by, heading in the direction of Moorea. Or where it used to be... We don't want to risk anything.
We spend 3 days travelling with our evenings spent in the forest, one night we find a massive tree with an old house carved into it at the bottom where we sleep, hiding away from the rain.
It dawns on me that the further away I get from Moorea, the further away I get from home and the only place I've ever known.
It's the middle of summer and the weather has been wonderfully warm and agreeable but the climate is slowly changing a bit as we continue our journey. Where there were oak and willow trees around Moorea, the forests are slowly changing into larger trees that are higher than anything I've seen before.
We defeat 3 wolves that attack us on the road, with ease using both shadows and stone. Lucky Sky was more experienced than I, since 2 attacked us from the front and one tried to sneak up on us from the back.
We finally see the outline of Parla as the sun begins to set. The town is small for sure, with every building made out of a deep red and brown wood with most of the corner pieces, painted white. There are only about 10 buildings or so, all centred on each side of the river. We find a tavern and step in. We still look worn from our travels but we've long since washed all the blood and grime from our clothes and bodies.
We sit down and share a warm meal and some beer as we discuss where we're going. Sky tells me he's never been south but he has an idea of the road to take, so I tell him I'll follow his lead.
We speak with the man who owns the tavern and he tell us of the destruction of Moorea and how evil DarkStalkers are plotting to overthrow the kings. He's not entirely incorrect but we keep our mouths shut as he speaks.
We go to bed where we share a large bed. It feels lonely without our familiars but we can't risk exposing them right now so we leave them be.
We manage to find a man in the village who could repair our clothes before we head out. My white pants were also recoloured into Dark Red to mask the blood stains I couldn't get out.
Sky and I spend a good two weeks travelling as we talk about the world; he tells me funny stories from his encounters with Goliath's. I try and press him for more information about being royal but he's hesitant to share much of his past. We sleep together and jerk off together. Once in a while we jerk each other off instead.
We're walking through a field of white flowers that go above our heads. The stems rustle as we forge a path through the thick green leaves of these 10-foot flowers that sprout into a four-petal flower. That's when I see it, in the far distance. Rising into the sky like an enormous wave, the undeniably beautiful, forest of Songs.
Sky had described its beauty on our travels but I would never have been able to imagine what's before me, without having seen it with my own eyes. The top of the trees glow like green glass against the rays of the sun. The stems are like flowing water, moving upwards with grace as the giant trees bend towards the fields like tidal wave frozen in motion. The trees must be at least 60 feet high.
We move closer until we stand at the trunk of the trees when Sky turns around and takes in my clear awe as I stare up at the glass trees.
"Welcome to the Forest of Songs! Home of both the friendly Fauns and the annoying Dryads." Sky says as he places his hand on the turquoise trunk of a nearby tree.
The trunk pulses at his touch and the outline of his hand glows on the trunk. Sky moves his hand across the trunk and the tree responds by leaving a trail of beautiful glowing blue colours.
Sky then concentrates and black lines move from his hand outwards across the trunk of the tree towards the canopy of green glass-leaves. They move in strange, sharp thread-like patterns.
He notices my confusion and explains himself. "There are several legends about this forest, but no one really knows their origin. The trees don't grow, don't expand and they can't break, even from the strongest magic. They respond with the colour of your magic when you pour it into them. And if you do this..."
Sky keeps one hand on the trunk of one tree, as he tries to reach another but ultimately fails. He stretches his leg instead, and places it on a nearby trunk, standing in an awkward position with his fingertips on one tree, and his bare foot, on another. He sends magic into both trees, which both respond with black lines from his foot and hand.
Then it happens. The trees seem to vibrate with power and the vibrations causes an echo of song to go through the forest from one tree to another as if they were connected. The song is short, but hauntingly beautiful with low strum melodies and notes that are felt in the bones of the body.
"Beautiful isn't it. Some say it's the first melody to ever grace the world." Sky says as I reel from the strangely emotional ending to the song that only lasted a few seconds.
"I don't know what to say. I feel as if I know this place... There's a feeling I can't place." I tell him.
A loud voice boom inside of me. "Place your hand on a tree and you will hear my song in its entirety." Vox echoes within me.
I look at Sky as I walk up to the giant trunk, the size of a large house, and place my hand on the blue glass-like material. It feels cold externally but warm underneath. The turquoise glass tree doesn't change so I pour some of my magic into it.
The entire tree changes in an instant followed by the trees close to it. The trunk turns dark purple and the green canopies go white. Tree after tree change in the same manner until the entire forest, as far as we can see, has made the change. Sky jumps up and goes to stand beside me as we watch the trees alter from my magic.
That's when I see it. The runes I first saw in the cave, when I met Vox for the first time. On each tree is branded a unique rune. There are so many, a few I recognize from the cave, the rune I saw after I was attacked by the creature, and some I have never seen before.
Our shock continuous as the trees begin to sing. The first few notes are the same that we heard before but they continue. As they do, the trees begin to glow stronger and stronger. The music reverberates through the forest while we're assaulted by emotions. Fear hits us and it's felt to our core but it quickly changes to a peaceful calm that puts our minds to rest. The music changes and a smile spreads across my face and I see Sky reactions mirror my own.
We stand next to each other as we listen to the rising and falling of music coming from the forest, bringing waves of emotions ranging from calm, fear, excitement, jealousy, pride, joy and sadness. Silent tears stream down my face as the song comes to an end.
I look over to Sky who has his hands over his mouth and tears are flowing down his cheeks like a river. I bring him into a hug and he begins to physically sob.
"I'm sorry Leon, I don't know what's come over me." He tells me as he sobs into my shoulder.
"Don't be sorry." I tell him as his sobs die down. The trees have gone back to their original state and the runes that showed up inside their trunks, have since disappeared again.
I move away from Sky; I look into his yellow eyes. "What was your favourite?" I ask him, having been urged by Vox, to do so.
"I loved the calm feelings but also, strangely enough the jealousy I felt. It felt like extreme love, somehow." he tells me. "What about you?"
I take a moment to reflect on the vast amount of emotions that had just surged through me. "I liked them all. Even the bad ones. It's like they all have a purpose, a reason. I feel, almost cleansed, after feeling so much, in such a short amount of time."
Vox laughs loudly before speaking. "Don't ever doubt why I chose you."
At least I learned that the forest was created by Vox. I tell Sky as we begin to walk into the forest. It doesn't take long until we run into several Fauns in what looks like a small village built in and around several trees.
The Fauns still remind me of Vox with their horns and the smoothness of their skin. They all stare at me and Sky as we walk into their habitat and crude homes made from both large leaves from the flowery field outside the forest and light bark wood.
Calling this place simple, would be an understatement. They seem to be nearly lifeless in their daily habits.
"I've never ventured this far before; this is all new territory for me. But seems like our friends here aren't used to company." Sky declares.
It doesn't take long until we're approached by what must be a senior in this make-shift village.
"What brings a half elf and a Fairy into our domain?" He asks without introductions. His expression is friendly and although I can discern age on his body, his face looks as smooth and young as a newborn. What an odd race. The way he speaks clearly shows that he's exhausted. I look around and I didn't quite pick it before, but it seems like all of them are. Some are leaning against the trees; others are simply sitting on the ground. A few are even panting. What have they been doing?
"I'm Sky and this is my friend Leon. We're looking for the Dryads." Sky answers as I nod in greeting.
"Give me a moment and I will take you. I have urgent business with them." The old Faun tells us as he turns around and walks into a green leaf building and promptly returns with a large walking stick with glowing runes carved into a green stone at the top.
He doesn't even look at us but begins walking away. Me and Sky share a glance before we quickly follow the man who's now walking deeper into the forest.
"So ... are the Fauns and the Dryads close?" Sky asks as we catch up to him.
"We live in the same forest, yes." He responds.
Sky laughs a bit but realises the man is utterly serious. "Oh. And, ugh... You have a good relationship with them?"
"They help us survive and we help them with their addictions. It's a working relationship." He tells us but offers very little beyond what we asked.
I share a glance with Sky and we both smirk before deciding it might be best to ask the Dryads instead. I don't know why but the Fauns seem very lifeless in their interactions.
We walk through the forest which has beams of light of blue and green piercing the glass canopy giving the entire forest a magical glow as we trudge through grass going just above our ankles. The blades of grass are soft on our feet and the air is warm.
We finally reach a large lake in the shape of a perfect sphere surrounded by silk tents and large wooden buildings. Although a lot more sophisticated than the Fauns little village, this place also seems small. Is this home to all the Dryads in Gaia?
The man walks past the last few trees and we enter the clearing by the lake and I catch my first glimpse of the Dryads themselves.
A Dryad is walking up from the water's edge and with a jug of water. He looks at me as I look at him. He's standing at about 5'5 with a unique appearance that can only be described as plant-like. His head is covered in white and yellow petals seemingly sprouting from his scalp and his face is Elven but has a green colour and doesn't quite look like skin. His body has strange lines going across his chest and abdomen. He's only wearing a small skirt that stretches from his one hip, completely covering one leg and barely covering the other, but keeping his private bits, private. His stomach is clearly missing a belly button as well, adding to their strange appearance.
After the initial moment of surprise, the Dryad waves one hand eagerly at both me and Sky. I wave back and so does Sky but he does it with much less enthusiasm.
A part of me feels guilty for having dismissed Brim and Thunder earlier in the day but it's most likely safest, when entering villages.
We walk past several Dryads, all with different coloured petal hair ranging from every colour imaginable to some who seem to have multiple colours in one petal. All of them are roughly the same height but some pack more muscles than the others.
We follow the Faun elder up to the largest building nestled against a giant glass tree with a clear path straight to the lake. We walk through the leaf doors and into the house.
There are several people laid out on blankets and beds of flowers, writhing in what seems like agony and pleasure.
In the back of the tent, on a small throne, sits a Dryad, unlike most. Almost 7' tall with muscles rippling across his chest and abs. His petals are clear white and his skin is nearly the colour of the trees outside, bright blue.
"Are you okay, my friend." The Dryad quickly stands up and walks up to greet the elder Faun as we enter the building.
"We have never experienced anything like it Lorlan. But we're okay, for now. Looks like you need some help. Give me a moment and I'll see to these souls". The Faun replies as he looks at the bodies on the floor around him.
Me and Sky watch in awe as the old man moves with speed and grace as he bends down and holds his body on top of a young male Dryad. He bends down and kisses the Dryad who immediately stops squirming. The Fauns lips begin to glow for a moment and then he moves to the next one, and the next.
The man from the throne steps up to me and reaches out his hand. I move to grab it but his hand avoids mine as he grabs my crotch and feels up my cock and fondles my balls.
"What..." is all I can get out before I see Sky smirking on the side.
The man looks at me for a moment before stepping to greet Sky who immediately throws his hands up in surrender as the man reaches down and caresses his thick cock through his shorts.
"Welcome ...men. What brings you to our village?" He declares.
Sky speaks up before I can. "I'm Sky and this is Leon. I'm a male Fairy and Leon's half Elf, half human male. What has happened to these people?" he asks, pointing to the old man moving around and kissing every man and woman with deceptive speed.
"These are strange times my male friends. The forest sang a song to completion for the first time in millennia. Our water supply was spiked with too many emotions, causing the ones who were drinking it, to go into addiction. Fauns have the ability to drain emotions, so they help out our afflicted citizens."
The man stands with his hands to his hips and he keeps looking down at his crotch and back at us as if waiting. He's not wearing anything but a side skirt like the rest of the population. Although his skirt looks much more expensive and regaler than the others. Sky sighs as he looks at me.
"It's their traditional greeting. Just go with it." He whispers to me under his breath as he moves his hand and fondles Lorlan's cock and balls for a few seconds. The man smiles at Sky as if completing some strange ritual. He looks at me, expectantly.
I reach out and grab his enormous cock through the thin fabric of his skirt. It feels massive and much more flexible than a normal cock.
The old Faun man walks back to us, seemingly complete with draining all the Dryads in the room. He walks up to Lorlan and does the same strange greeting we had just done. Watching the two men fondle each other is odd, to say the least.
"Kiri, my friend. Does the song mean, what I think it means?" Lorlan asks the Faun named Kiri.
"We've seen the signs for a while, with the return of the DarkStalkers and the death of a god. The time of rebirth is upon us. Now, I have to tend to your people. Stay safe Lorlan, I'll be back later." Kiri says as he begins walking past us and out of the building.
Lorlan goes back to sit on his throne.
"What were you just talking about?" I ask Lorlan as we step up.
"It is nothing, men. Now, what brought you to our Kingdom?" he asks with more authority behind it than before.
"We came looking for a Dryad named Winio. Do you know of him?" I tell him.
"That little weed, of course I know him. He's caused us a lot of problems. You can find him in the tree tops. But good luck getting up there, the trees are impossible to climb. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to tend to my people." He declares.
Me and Sky step out of the building and walk towards the lake in the centre of their village. "What was that all about Sky?" I ask him.
He laughs a bit before explaining that Dryads have fluid genders, they can change from male to female each day. It is seen as impolite to hide your gender. And Dryads never gain breasts as they nurture their young through their petals. Hence their grope-like greeting.
We decide to get on top of the trees to try and find Winio. We have no clue what to expect when we find him. We don't even know why Wyndall wanted us to find this Deviant Mage.
As we walk through the village, we're approached by several Dryads who all want to greet us. By the time we stop I've groped 10 cocks and 2 women. Several of whom took their liberty with their greeting, leaving me hard and aching. A wet patch is clearly visible on the front of my pants. Sky reiterates why he finds them so annoying and I'm starting to get the picture.
We stop by a massive tree. I write the rune on my feet to walk on objects and Sky sprouts his wings as we begin to make our way up. Several Dryads gasp and watch in amazement as we make our ascent. I had forgotten how strange it is to view the world from this horizontal point of view. I look ahead and see the canopy of the tree and look behind me to see the ground. I keep walking and Sky flies around the thick trunk several times, keeping his altitude on my level.
The canopy is a little bit trickier than I expected but I manage to find a small opening between two green glass leaves as I climb on top of the tree using both legs and arms.
There is not a cloud to be seen but the sun is getting low, signalling the end of the day. Sky lands next to me and we begin to look around for a while. It's pretty easy to walk from one treetop to another, considering the size of the trees and how close they are together. I walk up to the edge and as I look down to the ground my heart feels like it's going to drop. I feel woozy and step away. We are too high up for my liking but I avoid mentioning it to Sky.
Sky makes fun of me as we begin jumping around from one green glass leaf to another. The leaves are all hard and unmoving under our feet. It's hard to imagine these things ever grew.
I stop when I notice a bright spot on the leaf right in front of where I'm walking. It begins to move towards me and I reach out my hand to touch it when it immediately burns the top of my hand. I jump out of the way but the bright dot begins to follow me and I am quickly forced into a run.
Sky sees what happens and takes flight. I look up but can't see anything against the bright sun. It's not until Sky spreads his large black wings that I see him. A Dryad standing on some form of circular glass in the air. Sky is blocking the sun and the white dot disappears as quickly as it appeared.
"Hey! What are you doing?" I yell out to the Dryad.
"Summon your familiar and I'll know it's you, Leon." He yells back.
I don't hesitate but bring forth Brim who stumbles out my chest into my arms as I hold them in front of me.
"Wow, I mean. Just Wow! I knew it. I knew it. They said I was crazy. But they were wrong. I knew it." He begins laughing as he walks in the air. He takes each step with certainty and just when it looks like he's about to fall, glass appears in circular form underneath his feet. He walks down as if there were stairs there, all along.
He stops in front of me and I get a good look at him. He's wearing the same side knotted skirt as all the Dryads. His skin looks different, it has a distinct yellow hue. He looks like grass does, after a draught. He's short and his petals are bright yellow and hanging down the left side of his face to his shoulder. He has bright blue eyes and grass like eyebrows. His lips are Bright yellow like his hair and his chest is firm and slim. He looks quite young.
He begins stroking Brim in amazement and looking up at me as Sky flies down and lands next to me.
He moves his hands down and begins stroking my cock while using his other hand to do the same to Sky. Having been grabbed multiple times today already has made me somewhat sensitive and I get hard almost instantly. He continues grabbing my now rock-hard cock through my soft fabric pants as he slides his hand up and down.
Brim leaves my arms as I move my hand to do the same to him. Let's get this over with.
After a longer time than necessary I speak up. "Don't you know we're men by now?"
He smiles at me as he continues stroking us. "I've known since before you arrived. I've gone days without a release, and so have you." He says with confidence.
He's not wrong. I look over to Sky who simply smiles and closes his eyes in glee, bathing his face in the evening rays of sun.
Before I can fully grasp the situation, he kneels down, playfully bites my cock before he pulls on my crimson pants and my cock slaps him in the face. He gasps for a second before engulfing my head with his yellow lips. His mouth is warm and wet and his tongue feels like a snake as it manages to wrap around my cock fully as it slides up and down in rhythm with his mouth. It's an unusual feeling but I welcome it.
He slides Sky's shorts down but still sucks on my cock and quickly moves over and begins doing the same on him as Sky and I bask in the setting sun while he works our cocks like a pro.
We stand there letting him suck our cocks one by one for a while before Sky turns to me and pushes me into a sitting position.
He gives me a smirk that reaches his eyes before he pulls my vest apart and begins to kiss my chest and then lick my nipples. Sky goes down on all fours and Winio leaves no opportunity wasted as he begins rimming Sky.
Sky moans into my chest before lightly biting my firm pecs. He kisses my stomach while feeling my hard abs with his tongue before he stops in front of my hard 9-inch cock.
"Are you sure?" I ask him as our eyes meet.
Before I can even finish my sentence, he's engulfed my cock with his warm mouth and he begins playing with it, using his tongue. Running it across the slit, making me jerk from sensitivity. He expertly plays around with my cock as if he knows the secrets of the flesh but has never tested them.
I rest on my elbows looking down at Sky's white hair and horns, his head bobs up and down my cock. He stops and moans from being worked on by Winio. He looks up at me with his yellow eyes and I see Winio buried between the soft round mounds of his ass.
I lean back and close my eyes and enjoy the moment. I wrap my hands around Sky's horns as I begin commanding his movements. Forcing him to take more and more of my length with each bob. He stops and moans muffled sounds as his eyes go wide. He lifts himself off my cock.
"Fuck, Winio! How long is your tongue?" He groans as he looks behind himself before beginning to strip fully. I follow suit.
It doesn't take long until Sky grabs my cock and continues sucking on it. I look past his head, up his slim waist and beyond his bubble butt. Sky's skin is smooth and his round cheeks are still being worked on by Winio.
I catch Winio's eye, who gives me a smile, makes a gesture for me to hold tight, as I grasp Sky's horns and push my cock deep into his mouth.
With a swift motion Winio stops licking Sky and shoves his cock into Sky whose eyes go wide with surprise. He flails his arms, but I hold tight on his horns, never letting him off my cock to protest.
Winio grabs Sky's arms and uses them to shove himself deep into him as he begins pounding him furiously. With no support he's forced to follow my commands as I move his head up and down my now juicy cock. His eyes tear up so I let him come up for air for a second before pushing him back down.
We pleasure ourselves using Sky this way as the sunset glazes the night sky in shades of orange and red.
Sky sprouts his wings and with a powerful flap of his wings, manages to lift himself off me and I watch as Winio stumbles back and lands on his ass. I see for the first time his cock, it wasn't that impressive in size, but appropriate for the small stature of the Dryad.
Sky lands on top of me, looks down at me before kneeling over my stomach. "If someone's going to fuck me, it's you." He says before he leans in and kisses me. I tilt my head as our lips meet and our tongues playfully explore the other's lips and mouth.
"Are you sure you can handle me?" I tell him as we stop for a second. I see Winio waiting behind Sky.
He looks at me with something akin to hurt. "Watch me." He says. He quickly slides down my body and aligns my cock with his hole. He slides himself down... too quickly. His ass has engulfed my entire cock to its base. He's tighter than I anyone I've felt.
A whimper escapes his lips. He bites his lower lip hard and with a furrowed brow, he looks at me as if unable to even speak.
"Are you okay?" I ask him putting my hand on his lean abs, letting my fingers trail around his hairless stomach.
"Just. Give. Me. A fucking second." he says between deep breaths.
I can't help but laugh a bit. I thrust my hips quickly, sending him up and down my cock quickly. Earning me a growl.
I begin jerking Sky off, which seems to help him relax. Winio moves to stand in front of Sky as he shoves his green and yellow cock down his throat.
I give him no more time to recover as I begin thrusting in and out of him with vigour. His ass is tight and warm as my cock moves inside of him. I look up at the moon which is becoming clearer the darker it gets. I'm loving every moment.
Sky's thick cock and heavy balls slap onto my abs as he bounces on my cock. I sit up and take advantage of the tiny green ass presented before me. I watch his butt cheeks clench with each thrust into Sky's welcoming mouth as I grab his hips and burrow my nose between his mounds, I begin licking his opening. He smells like morning dew. I lap over his hole with my tongue, tasting his soft entrance before I slide my tongue inside. I feel him opening up slowly as I lick around his tight ring.
I lean back again and redouble my thrusting efforts as I feel my climax rising. I lick two fingers and forcibly shove them inside Winio who tries to stand up on his toes to avoid the intrusion, but fails. My fingers slip in and I quickly move them in and out of him as he face fucks Sky.
"I'm cuming." I yell out as I feel it hitting me like a wave. I can almost hear the splash inside of Sky as I close my eyes from the waves of pleasure. I keep fucking Sky as he begins shooting like a geyser himself, up on his own stomach and down my abs.
I keep thrusting deep into Sky, not wanting the moment to end as my climax comes to a stop. Sky's own orgasm bursts with each thrust I make. I force myself to stop cumming when I feel my wet cum running down his ass and into my own pubes.
I lay on my back with my cock still inside Sky when Winio begins cuming. I feel his tight ring squeeze my fingers and I focus my efforts on his spot as Sky takes his load in his mouth.
I see him swallow it but some runs down the side of his mouth and I notice it's a light green colour.
Winio sits down on the green glass petal next to us as Sky leans forward and rests himself on me. I caress his hair as I feel myself go soft, still inside him.
"You took it, alright." I whisper into his hair as we enjoy the afterglow in the now dark evening.
"I'll take it, any day." He says with a smile.
"You sure about that, I'm ready to go again." I say, squeezing my ass, sending a pulse up my cock, making it harden inside him again.
"Fuck off, I need rest you animal." He laughs as he caresses my bulging bicep. I push my buttocks into the glass, slowly pulling my soft cock out of his ass until the head pops out. I feel gushing cum flow out of him. I watch as the cum pools in the centre of the canopy of leaves.
Winio watches the cum with excitement and when it stops running out of Sky he walks up and places his yellow foot in the pool, which seems to immediately soak up the cum as we watch Winio's body change from yellow to a dark green.
We lay in silence for a few minutes before we begin standing up as if we had an unspoken agreement on how long the rest period was.
We all get dressed as I stretch and take in the star's overhead. The moon is giving off a beautiful glow which reflects off the green glass leaves we're standing on.
"What's the name of your god?" I ask Winio, breaking the silence and pushing our agenda.
Sky gives me a look as if to say that my question was a bit sudden.
"I don't think it matters. What matters is your god. I've been told..." he tells me as I interrupt him.
"I want to know." I say with my hand held up in a stop motion. "I was sent here for a reason. I want to know why."
"I should just show you." Winio says as he holds his hands forward. He swirls his entire arms counter clockwise and a metallic liquid begins flowing from his nails, up his arms. It hardens into sharp edges. The liquid engulfs his entire body and he looks like a metallic man as he approaches me, grabs my head with both hands as his metallic head moves in for a kiss.
As soon as he touches my lips I'm transported. I look around but all I'm faced with are images of myself. In every direction, there are versions of myself staring back. The ground is white with no discernible patterns or marks. There are hundreds of versions of myself.
I see myself, with scars all over my body, shaved head, an angry frown and a glare that could kill. Another version of myself has become incredibly skinny to the point I can see all my bones. Each version is different in some way. Some are smiling, others have missing appendages. Burn scars, some have missing teeth, long hair, short hair, cut off ear.
I walk up to one that seems to be cradling something in its arms. I look down and can make out the faint outline of a child. My heart soars at the thought. I touch the version of myself and my hand moves through him, as if it's only a mirage.
I catch something in the distance. I turn to look; it looks back at me. Standing behind several versions of me, is the metallic man, with no facial features to speak of.
"What is this? Where am I?" I yell out at the creature. I notice it moving when I do. I step forward, it steps forward.
"What is this? Where am I? Are you Virovar?" A voice, no, my own voice, booms back at me from the man.
"What is that?" I ask.
"No, no, no, no, please don't be dead! No. I can't do this without you Sky!" My own voice shouts at me with a teary voice, a sniffle and loud crying follows. The metallic man bends down and seems to be holding an invisible person in its arms.
"I don't..." I begin but am quickly interrupted.
"I need the Crystal tablet. I have to know the truth. Where is it?" My voice continues. "Okay, I will find out the truth, and I will end this world..." The metallic man stands tall and is clearly holding someone by the throat in his right hand. He uses his left to punch into the air, as if hurting, or possibly killing, whoever it was talking to.
I stumble at the last few words. Rage is not something I think would alter my voice as much as it did, but my voice sounded both hurt and blood thirsty as it spoke of ending the world. I'm quickly reminded of the rage I felt when Ryan died.
"STOP!" I scream out.
The metallic man breaks into tiny shards as Winio appears underneath it.
"It's a lot to take in, I know. But what you just saw, was an echo of your current future, if you continue on your path." He says as he sits down on his knees, as if exhausted.
"Who is your god, what is this place?" I ask him as I walk up to him.
"Virovar, god of echoes, reflections and incoherent conversations from an alternate version of your life." He sighs as he puts his hand on mine. "Let me show you, what he's shown me."
He stands up with great effort, a petal on his head falls down, revealing a rune on it that lays across his forehead. He leans into me as our foreheads touch.
Flashing images enter my mind, tears roll down my cheeks. I know now what I must do. He has to die.
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Again, Big shout out to all the people who kept sending wonderfully supportive emails on my little hiatus. I truly appreciate it. And apologies again, for taking much longer than anticipated to continue this beloved series.
I have lots more to write in the story of Deviant Magic but also have other stories I have been working on, when my creative juices are flowing.
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