A Dream of Empire Ch. 021

Sir Mallius wasn't having any of it. He screamed with rage as he lifted one axe high and charged at Talos, giving his all into a heavy downward strike that was simply side-stepped. The swordsman then struck at Mallius' wrist, forcing him to drop his axe on instinct, then spun away to give momentum to a second swing aimed at Mallius' other arm. Another pirouette, a sweep of Mallius' legs from behind; the Santarian was forced to his knees just as a heavy, ringing blow landed on his back. Seven strikes, in fewer than seven seconds.

Sir Mallius crumpled to the dust of the arena, weaponless. Talos, still circling him, held his blunted blade at the back of Mallius' neck for a moment before sauntering away; and, just as casually as he'd entered the arena, he left through the opposite gate just as nonchalant. Talos tossed his mundane blade to the ground, and gave the crowd a wave over his shoulder as he disappeared into the darkness. He never once broke stride.

"And with no surprise or trickery, we have our winner! Lord Taaalos of Evoraaa!"

"Yeaaaah!" the crowd cheered. "Tal-os! Tal-os! Tal-os!"

"Absurd," Alanna heard Solomon mutter through the loud din of the crowd, most cheering while some laughed.

"C'mon, let's go," Alanna yelled to him. She tugged on Solomon's sleeve for good measure, and they quickly made their way out of the arena before most of the crowd found the agency to do the same.

But no matter how quickly they vacated the Coliseum, a large crowd had already formed around the gate Talos was to exit, in hopes of seeing the famed Champion of Solais. Alanna followed her love's string to find him in the crowd, shoving her way past all manner of citizen.

"Make babies with me, Talos!" a wench who could not hold her liquor yelled from the throng.

"No thank you," Talos dryly replied, pointing a finger in the woman's direction but otherwise not bothering to look at her. Alanna shoved her way past the wench and jogged for a moment to catch her man, who was, as usual, leaving the scene with all haste.

"Make another baby with me, Talos," she sultrily suggested from behind. Talos turned about, smirking.

"Now that I can do." He turned his gaze towards Solomon. "Hey, Sol," he greeted with a nod.

"Talos. Another glorious victory," Solomon droned as he nodded in turn.

"Something like that," Talos gruffly replied. The trio hastily made their way from the cheering crowd and stopped by the nearby Founder's Fountain, a three-layered fountain of pink marble at the center of the square.

"Catch!" a girl exclaimed in high-pitch from behind. Talos spun about, catching the loaded coinpurse Tanya had thrown. He tossed the clinking pouch twice in his palm.

"Feels heavy," he said.

"It's silvers," Tanya morosely explained as she walked towards him. "And they're simply giving me your prize before your matches now. This well's dried up, dear."

"Damn," Talos muttered, glancing towards the coinpouch. "Well, I've no use for silvers. Alanna?"

"I'll find a way to spend it," she smiled. Talos gently handed the pouch to her, then returned his attention to Tanya.

"Give them two days, then tell them I've retired."

"Retired? They won't take that without a valid excuse, you know," Tanya rebuked.

Talos shrugged. "Then say I'm a wanderer who's traveling the world, in hopes of finding an opponent who can match me... an opponent that all of Solais and beyond has failed to produce."

"No one's going to believe that," she chuckled.

"Well, it's a good story at least," he smirked.

The foursome made further distance between themselves and the dispersing arena crowd when they noticed the pointed fingers and waves in Talos' direction. Simple pleasantries were shared at first as they walked between the endless storefronts, and Alanna soon found a use for Talos' winnings; handing two silvers to each beggar that they crossed as they meandered down the street. For once, she didn't take the time to read those beggars to ensure the coin wouldn't be spent on drinks or smoke. She didn't have the patience.

Alanna soon told Talos of Solomon's plight, and asked him to assist in finding Solomon a date for the Midwinter ball. Talos' casual suggestion that he take Tanya to the ball was met with many a criticism from both sorceresses and the Chancellor, and so he acquiesced to Alanna's request. Not that there was any doubt that he wouldn't, of course; Talos would never deny her a thing.

"Alright Sol," Talos sighed, clasping him on the back. "Let's go meet some women. Perhaps we'll find one witty enough to understand your bizarre sense of humor."

"I was thinking one that's elite, but not pretentious," Solomon dully replied as he and Talos started on their way towards uptown.

"Perhaps we'll head to an inn, so you can find her in your dreams?"

The sorceresses giggled and shook their heads as they watched the two men saunter away. Tanya took Alanna's arm in her hands, squeezing her tightly, and leaned in to nuzzle her nose against her cheek.

"Poor Solomon," Alanna laughed, pressing her cheek against Tanya's nose. "Talos'll eat him alive."

"Mm," Tanya agreed with a soft moan. "I suppose this means we'll have the afternoon to ourselves, though."

"Aren't you forgetting someone, sweetie?" Alanna giggled. "The other Talos, perhaps?"

"Never. Your sister offered to watch him for the day; she'll be over for supper," Tanya replied, releasing Alanna's arm after another squeeze and a pinch.

"Oh! She's already arrived?"

"Just ported her in this morning, from the square in Evorus," Tanya answered. The girls began making their way down the street, towards the bay district where Alanna and Talos now lived. "She was quite relieved to be rescued from the cold, let me tell you. And she couldn't help but press me with many a question regarding her powerful Court Sorceress of a sister."

"What'd you tell her?" Alanna giggled.

"Oh, only the truth; that you weren't pleased with the workload of a sorceress, so you took on Kingdom relations and function arrangement for yourself as well."

"But Tanya, she'll think I run the country! You strongly overvalue my importance here."

Tanya smirked and shrugged. "Feel free to denounce my words come supper." Alanna couldn't help but smile. She knew Tanya was only talking her up for her sake, and Alanna would never correct her.

"Let's stop for drinks first," she mused. Tanya gently nudged against her as they strolled down the cobblestone street.

"Will it better your performance in bed?"

"It always does," the enchantress blushed. "And I could use a drink after today's work, honestly."

"That bad?"

"Mhm. I accidentally brought up Talos' name in Council again, and... the King," she sighed, "was, as you'd expect, none-too-pleased with me. I left without breathing another word to him."

"Oh, rail the King. He's not half the man that ours is."

Alanna giggled. "I know, but honestly I can't blame him. There are rumors aplenty regarding Talos' relationship with Kianra, and I'm still deflecting questions about it. I believe the prevailing thought now is that he's a spy, and is using his relationship with me to destabilize the Kingdom."

"Funny! A spy who gallavants around as the Champion of Solais, stealing the hearts of all women?"

"I didn't say the rumors made sense. Anyway, I don't wanna talk about it," Alanna softly replied with a shake of her head.

"Drinks it is, then."

-=-=-

The two gorgeous sorceresses made their way to a tavern beside the bay, where the nobler folk of the city would congregate if they didn't wish to make the tiring journey to the uptown district. They ensured the establishment they visited was several streets away from Alanna's home, and was one that they had not patronized in recent weeks. These facts were important, as 'getting a drink' was merely a veiled suggestion when uttered by the enchantress.

Tanya knew the play by now; it had taken weeks for Alanna to convince her that it was all just good fun, after all. They entered the tavern separately, and Tanya made her way to an empty table after ordering a glass of wine, pretending to be lost in thought as she instead spied on Alanna.

Alanna, meanwhile, took her wine to the bar. She made small talk with the tavern keeper, ensuring she laughed sweetly and boisterously for their short conversation. Not three moments had passed before she knew she had the attention of the dozen men here, and only another had gone by before one found the courage to approach her. The ruby ring on her finger did nothing to prevent this man's advance, as per usual.

"Hello there, miss. Are you waiting for someone?" the stranger asked of her with a nobleman's accent. Alanna glanced at him, smiling, and gave him a once-over to ensure her well-used line was suitable.

"Indeed I am," she replied with a husk. "A tall, hard, and handsome man to join me for conversation, and perhaps buy me another drink. Would you know him?"

Alanna sweetened the deal by nudging the bar stool beside her with her foot. The man took the hint, taking the offered seat and getting the barkeep's attention while Alanna drained the rest of her wine.

They conversed for a time over drinks. Subtle and noble flirtations were thrown either way, and Alanna played out a familiar conversation she had had a thousand thousand times over the course of her life. To his credit, the man was obviously trying his best, but Alanna found his advances tedious, rehearsed, and all-too-expected, and so she decided to steer the conversation into riskier waters with a charm.

The man, feeling a sudden rush of courage, was pushed to ask, "well sweet miss, what are your plans for this eve? I myself have an open schedule, and would love to treat you to dinner in uptown."

"That sounds like a marvelous idea," Alanna giggled, "but I'm afraid my eve will already be filled with Midwinter preparations. I still must do my hair, my nails, my... well, feminine preparations that I shant bore you with. Although, perhaps you could help me with something..."

"Of course, my lady."

"I find myself at a crossroads concerning my attire for tomorrow eve. I wish to make an impression, but I'm not quite sure which dress would be best..."

Alanna felt a burst of sexual excitement as she planned out her next move. She moved a hand to her arm, and slowly pulled the sleeve of her dress down to expose her shoulder. She then tucked an arm under her voluptuous breasts, holding them in place as she bared her other shoulder, ensuring she left an ample amount of cleavage uncovered so the man had something to ogle.

"One of my dresses fits like this. But, I am worried my shoulders appear just too narrow when left to the elements. What do you think?" she sweetly asked, pushing her tits up just an inch.

It didn't matter what he said; it would only be the noble compliment that Alanna'd fished for. She pierced his thoughts instead, and found that he was fighting the deep urges to stare at, and more importantly caress her tits. Alanna decided to charm him further, and let the man believe that she wouldn't mind his gaze. She held her breasts up for another moment or three until her womanhood felt as if it'd melt under the ocular assault, then pulled the sleeves of her dress back to their appropriate positions.

"The second dress is a bit more daring. You see..."

Alanna gripped the soft fabric of her dress with both hands and began to lift it ever so slowly. She let him watch the entire tease; she didn't care, she wanted him to. She exposed her ankles, her calves, her knees, and allll the way up her soft, alabaster legs until half of her juicy thighs were bared.

"... it fits like this. I planned to wear long socks with it, but I'm concerned that it's just too much for such an occasion."

Alanna held that pose for half-a-minute as she scanned the man's thoughts, as well as many of the tavern-goer's. He wanted her, that much was obvious, and if laws did not exist he would likely have thrown her over the bar here and now, before letting the rest of the tavern have their turn with her.

She knew that if she lifted her dress any higher, her drenched panties would be readily visible; yet, she wanted to, she really wanted to, but knew that that was too much. She waited until the man said this-or-that compliment, then let her dress fall back towards the floor.

"Well? Which one should I pick?" Alanna cutely asked with a tilt of her head. The man cleared his throat, and finally glanced away from her legs.

"Both would do your body a great justice, my lady, but I think I would like to see them on you personally before making a decision."

Useless. This man was useless. Alanna silently called Tanya over to save her.

"Like a model?! That sounds like a marvelous idea! Where do you live? Perhaps I could head over there after I fetch my dresses, and we could-"

"Alessia?! Oh my goodness! I didn't recognize you there!" Tanya exclaimed from behind. Alanna swiveled on the bar stool, giving her a mockery of surprise.

"Tacita!"

She hopped from her seat and flung herself into Tanya's arms. They held each other tightly, both girls knowing that they would go wild on one another in just a matter of minutes.

"Are we still going shopping today?" Tanya bubbly asked with another's personality.

"Of course! Let's go right now."

And, they left. The man who had been so entranced rose to his feet, and asked Alessia how he would ever find her again, or if she still had a mind to visit him at home.

"You won't, I don't, and neither fact bothers you," Alanna charmed him one last time. She and Tanya hastily left the tavern, tossing two silver crowns onto the bar as they went.

-=-=-

Nothing could save Alanna now. Tanya pushed and hurried her towards the bedroom as soon as the front door to her home was shut, then promptly shoved her down onto the bed.

"You little slut! I'm surprised you simply didn't disrobe for that man! Take that dress off! Now!" Tanya sternly demanded of the enchantress, her eyes thinned in a convincing play of anger.

"Y-yes Tanya! Whatever you want!" Alanna mewled. She bounced up onto her knees and pulled her dress over her head as quickly as she could; which, apparently, wasn't quite quick enough for Tanya. She spanked Alanna's ass, then pushed her face-first onto the mattress while her arms, head and hair were still tangled in her dress.

Tanya slapped her ass again when she tried removing the dress. Alanna yelped, and stopped trying.

"Nuh! Tatiana, I'm-"

"Be quiet, Alanna! I cannot believe you! I bet you wanted to get taken by him, huh?!"

"No, Tanya, no, I - ah!"

Tanya mercilessly spanked her again, then rubbed two fingers against Alanna's womanhood through her soaked panties.

"Don't lie to me! Why else would you be so wet? You wanted him to take you. Admit it."

"Noo, pleaseee... mmh..."

Alanna's moans and pleads of denial were muffled by her dress as Tanya started to massage her panty-covered clit. Tanya leaned over her, pressing a hand into her back as she whispered in her ear.

"Admit it, or I stop right now."

"No! But... but... uhhmm..."

"I already know you're a slut, Alanna. You already know you're a slut," her mistress murmured in her ear as she rubbed her slower, and slower... until...

"No! Please! I did want it! I wanted him to fuck me over the bar! I wanted all of them to take their turns using me, cumming in me, ruining me!" Alanna screamed as Tanya's nimble fingers forced her to a quick orgasm. Alanna flinched forward and collapsed onto her tummy.

"Fuck! Yes..."

Tanya didn't remove her fingers from Alanna's needy cunt just yet, though she did finally help her remove her dress. Alanna flipped over onto her back once she was freed, causing her disheveled blonde hair to be thrown this way and that atop the pillows. She smiled up at Tanya, and giggled when her stern gaze instantly disappeared to make way for a grin. Tanya then threw herself on top of her, kissing her passionately on the lips, then on her cheek, then down her neck.

"Mm... I love you, Tanya," Alanna moaned as she nuzzled her neck against Tanya's lips. Her kisses continued down Alanna's shoulder blades, and all the way down one arm until she took two of Alanna's fingers into her mouth, sucking on them for a moment before finally pulling away.

"And I love you, Alanna. You really are a slut, though," she teased her. Alanna giggled, pushing the fully-clothed Tanya off of her so she could get back onto her knees. She wrapped her arms around Tanya's thin waist, and began to unlace the black corset she wore over her black shirt.

"I know... but I think you kind of enjoy it," Alanna salaciously replied before leaning in to smooch Tanya on the neck. Tanya wrapped an arm around her, keeping Alanna's lips planted against her skin.

"I do... just... be careful. If Talos knew-"

"He doesh know," the enchantress murmured against Tanya's neck. Alanna bit her neck ever-so-softly, then created a trail of kisses leading towards her ear as she pulled Tanya's corset away. She then helped Tanya pull her shirt over her head, revealing her adorable tits covered by a black, lacy bra. Alanna nimbly removed that next.

"And what's the extent of his leniency?" Tanya asked of her.

"I dunno. I suppose whenever the day comes that he gets angry at me," Alanna answered unsurely, biting her lip. She brought her hands to Tanya's now-exposed nipples, pinching them softly and caressing her. "All I know is to never kiss someone, or touch another cock. The rest is, as he says, my prerogative." Alanna leaned into her to suck on her nipple, an act met by an approving moan from Tanya and a hand wrapped through her hair.

"You're... mmh... lucky he allows such things..." Tanya murmured as she stroked Alanna's hair. "I know if any man were to approach me, Talos would simply murder him."

Alanna popped off of her nipple, replying, "because you're his property now."

"Don't stop, please," Tanya moaned. Alanna dutifully returned to her soft, cute tits. "And, I know. And I'd never do such a thing, but... it feels good... mm... to have him so possessive of me. It makes me feel loved. Maybe, he... even loves me more than you?"

Alanna knew she was only jesting; but she still bit her nipple, and brought her hands to her waist to tickle her.

"Stooop! I was kidding!" Tanya squealed.

Alanna stopped. But she also pushed Tanya back onto the bed so she could continue undressing her. Alanna hastily scooched down her half-naked form to quickly unlace her boots, throwing them off to the side. Tanya's leather pants were unlaced next, and she lifted her ass just an inch from the bed to allow Alanna to pull them off of her.

Alanna then laid on her side next to her almost-naked lover, and kissed her on the cheek before settling in beside her ear. Alanna slipped a hand into her own panties and slowly pleasured herself.

"Imagine if we were bound, though. You would want to do it, Tanya. You'd finally understand what makes it so addicting. If you could read their minds... if you could have read his mind... mmm..."

"N-no I wouldn't," Tanya giggled in reply. Alanna slid her free hand across Tanya's waist, and slipped into her panties as well. She found her almost as wet as she was, and massaged her at the same sensual rate that she pleasured herself.

"Yes, you would. It's only logical, if you think about it... you'd... take on all of my lusts... and I would take on yours... whatever... uhn... that is."