It's a beautiful new day for Cody as he wakes up in his bed. The morning sun shines through the window, warming his face as he rubs his sleepy eyes. He stretches his arms above his head, feeling the warmth of the sheets against his skin.
"Good morning, world!" Cody exclaims with a cheerful grin, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He stands up, his bare feet pressing into the cool wooden floor. (That feels nice.) He glances at his clothes laid out neatly on the chair, his red shirt, brown shorts, and trusty hiking boots waiting for him.
After grabbing his outfit, Cody heads down the hallway toward the bathroom. The scent of soap and fresh water greets him as he steps inside. He turns on the shower, letting the water heat up before stepping under the warm spray. The droplets cascade over his skin, waking him up fully as he scrubs away the last traces of sleep.
Once dried off, Cody pulls on his clothes, the fabric soft against his skin. He buckles his belt snugly around his waist, adjusts his shirt, and slips into his boots. (Ready for adventure!) He gives himself a quick once-over in the mirror, flashing a confident smile before stepping back into the hallway, eager to start the day.
The smell of sizzling bacon and warm toast greets him as he approaches the kitchen. Pushing the door open, he finds his mother at the stove, her golden hair catching the sunlight streaming through the window. She turns to smile at him, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the pan. "Morning, sunshine! Sleep well?"
At the table, Professor Everett raises his coffee mug in greeting. His wild silver curls are more disheveled than usual, and Cody can see the faint traces of dirt still clinging to his forearms, leftover evidence of yesterday's dig. "Morning, mate! Bet you're itching to get out there today." He winks, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed grin.
Cody slides into his seat, his stomach growling at the sight of the spread. "Yeah! Thought I'd check on the wallabies near the ridge," he says, reaching for a slice of toast. His mother sets a plate of eggs in front of him, her fingers brushing his shoulder lightly. (She's happy. That's all that matters.)
Everett chuckles, shaking his head. "Always on the move, eh? Just like your mum." The way his mother laughs, soft and warm, makes Cody's chest swell with something unnameable.
"Speaking of moving," Everett says suddenly, reaching into the pocket of his dust-streaked jacket. "Found something yesterday, buried deep, right where the old trade routes used to run." He pulls out a small leather pouch, its surface worn smooth by time, and slides it across the table. "Thought it might suit you better than me."
Cody's fingers tremble slightly as he loosens the drawstring. The amulet inside gleams under the kitchen light, a crescent moon carved from some deep blue stone, cool to the touch, humming faintly against his palm like a heartbeat. (It's alive. It's alive and it knows me.) "Wow," he breathes, running his thumb over the intricate etchings. "You're really giving this to me?"
"Only if you promise not to lose it," Everett teases, but there's something solemn in his eyes. The amulet settles against Cody's collarbone when he loops the cord around his neck, its weight both foreign and familiar, like he's worn it before in a dream. Breakfast resumes with easy chatter, Everett's stories of lost cities, his mother's gentle interjections, but Cody barely tastes the food, too aware of the amulet's pulse against his skin.
Later, with his new backpack slung over one shoulder. The canvas still stiff, straps biting pleasantly into his skin. Cody pauses at the door. His mother catches his wrist, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Watch for snakes," she murmurs, and he nods, grinning.
"Always do." The screen door slaps shut behind him, the morning air thick with eucalyptus and promise. The amulet thrums against his chest, guiding him forward like an unseen hand.
An hour later, Cody's perched high in a gum tree, legs swinging idly, the bark rough under his thighs. Below, the valley sprawls out in shades of ochre and emerald, a wallaby family grazing near the creek. (This is perfect.) He leans back, letting the sun warm his face, when the amulet suddenly burns, not painful, but urgent. "What the..." He fumbles for it, but the glow intensifies, searing blue light licking up his fingers. The branch beneath him trembles, then cracks. "Oi...!" The world tilts, his stomach lurching as he plummets, but the ground never comes. Instead, the air ripples, swallowing him whole.
Stars streak past his eyelids, cold and electric against his skin. The fall slows, his body buoyed by something unseen, and when he dares to look, the darkness is alive, neon vines twisting through voids, constellations pulsing like fireflies trapped in honey. (It's beautiful.) He reaches out, and the colors shiver at his touch, leaving his fingertips tingling. Then, all at once, the light fractures, spitting him out onto damp earth. The scent hits him first: wet moss and something sweet, unfamiliar. He staggers upright, blinking at towering ferns with leaves broad enough to shelter a horse. (Where am I?) The trees here don't bend, they spiral, bark gleaming like polished bronze. Somewhere deep in the canopy, something trills, a sound like glass chiming.
Cody takes a step forward, and the undergrowth rustles in response. The amulet hangs heavy again, its glow dimmed to a whisper. (It brought me here. But why?) He licks his lips, tasting metal and rain, and squares his shoulders. Adventure never waits.
"Oi! Who's there?" Cody calls out, his voice bouncing off the spiraled trees.
The silence stretches, taut as a bowstring, before the bushes explode with movement. A guttural snarl rips through the air as a hulking figure lunges forward, ridged brow, yellowed fangs, eyes black and depthless. Subhuman.
"Oi! Back off!" Cody scrambles back, his boots skidding on moss-slick roots. The creature bellows, spit flying, and hurls its spear. The world narrows to the whistle of wood slicing air, then the sickening thunk as it embeds itself in the tree behind him, quivering between his thighs, close enough he feels the shaft's vibration against the inner seam of his shorts. (Too close.)
Another spear flies, clipping his shirt as he ducks, adrenaline sharp in his throat. He doesn't think, he runs. Low, fast, weaving through ferns that whip his shins, the subhumans' thunderous footfalls shaking the ground. Their claws snatch at empty air where his head should be; his height's the only advantage here. A meaty hand grazes his backpack, and Cody pivots sharply left, skidding under a fallen log slick with luminescent fungus. (Move, move, move...)
The forest swallows their roars as he dives into a tangle of vines, heart hammering against the amulet still warm on his chest. The blue glow pulses once, twice, like a wink. (You cheeky thing.) He grins, breathless, pressing deeper into the shadows where the spiraled trees hum with secrets.
Then, nothing. No crashing, no snarling. Just the drip of dew off fern fronds. (Did I lose them?) Cody creeps forward, boots sinking into the spongy earth, and freezes. The clearing ahead is a dead end, ringed by sheer cliffs veined with glowing roots. Behind him, branches snap. Fifteen pairs of yellowed eyes blink into view, their breath sour as they fan out, claws flexing.
"Blimey," Cody breathes, backing up until his spine meets stone. The lead subhuman licks its cracked lips, saliva stringing between jagged teeth, then its head spins clean off its shoulders, spraying black blood across the ferns.
"Stay down, boy!" A battle-axe buries itself in the next subhuman's chest as warriors erupt from the trees, tall as the cliffs, skin streaked with war paint that smokes like embers. Their leader, a man with a mane of fire-red hair, kicks a subhuman's corpse off his blade and strides toward Cody. "You breathe?"
Cody nods, fingers numb where he'd clutched the amulet. (They smell like campfires and wet iron.)
The man barks a laugh, sheathing his sword. "Good. Firekeep's gates don't open for corpses." He hauls Cody up by the belt buckle like he's weightless, tossing him over one shoulder before the boy can yelp. "Hold tight, little spark. This ride's bumpy." The warriors fall into formation, their footsteps syncing into a war drum's rhythm as the forest peels away, revealing jagged peaks crowned with towers of living flame.
They travel for hours, the warriors' rhythm never faltering, Cody bouncing against the man's shoulder with each stride. The heat intensifies, the air thick with sulfur and something sweeter, molten rock and spiced wine. "Almost there, spark," the warrior grunts as the ground trembles beneath them, not from footsteps but from something deeper, older. The cliffs part like a curtain, revealing Firekeep: a city carved into the volcano's throat, its towers twisting like blackened fingers clawing at the sky, veins of lava pulsing between the stones.
The gates groan open, the scent of forge smoke and roasted meat washing over Cody as they cross the threshold. The streets teem with people, tall, golden-skinned, their laughter sharp as flint, who pause to stare at the boy dangling like a caught rabbit. "Princess'll want to see this one," the warrior mutters, ascending the obsidian steps two at a time. The throne room yawns before them, its ceiling lost in shadows, the floor warm underfoot. At its center, lounging on a pile of furs, Teegra lifts her head, her half-lidded eyes widening.
"Well, well," she purrs, stretching like a cat, the purple silk of her bikini clinging to every curve. "What's this? A lost ember?" Her voice is smoke and honey, curling around Cody's spine.
The warrior deposits him gently before her, and Cody scrambles to his feet, dusting off his shorts. "Um, g'day, miss," he says, offering a small bow. (Don't stare at her chest, don't stare...)
Teegra's lips twitch. "Such manners," she murmurs, leaning forward, her cleavage swaying. "Where did you come from, little one?"
Cody swallows, the amulet humming against his collarbone. "Australia, ma'am. Got here by accident, I reckon." He recounts the fall, the chase, the spears, each word tumbling out faster, his hands sketching the air.
Teegra's expression darkens at the mention of the subhumans, her fingers tightening around her goblet. Before Cody can finish, she's on her feet, closing the distance between them in three strides. "Oh, you precious thing," she coos, scooping him up effortlessly, her arms surprisingly strong beneath the softness. She nuzzles her cheek against his, her skin impossibly warm, smelling of cinnamon and something wilder. "No one hurts a sweet boy like you," she murmurs, her breath tickling his ear. "Not while I'm here."
Cody blushes furiously as Teegra's lips press against his cheek, her warmth lingering like sunlight through stained glass. "Would you like to see Firekeep, little ember?" she murmurs, her fingers tracing idle circles on his back through his shirt. "Unless you'd rather I toss you back to those subhumans?" Her laugh vibrates against his chest where she holds him, one hand splayed possessively across his ribs.
"Blimey, no!" Cody squirms in her grip, his boots dangling uselessly a foot above the obsidian floor. "But... I can walk, y'know!" His protest dies in his throat as Teegra adjusts her hold, his thighs suddenly straddling her hip, her arm a firm band beneath his bottom. (She's solid under all that softness.) The scent of her skin floods his senses, charred vanilla and the musk of panther fur.
"Oh, I know," Teegra purrs, stepping past the gawking warriors toward the arched doorway. "But where's the fun in that?" Her bare feet whisper across heated stone as she carries him into the city proper, where towers of black basalt weep molten gold. "That's the Hall of Ancestors," she nods toward a cavernous structure, its entrance framed by statues locked in combat. "Father insists we pray there every solstice. Dreadfully boring." Her breath gusts against Cody's temple as she leans closer. "Unless you enjoy watching old men sweat through their robes."
Cody giggles despite himself, his fingers curling into the thin strap of her bikini top for balance. The silken material bites into his palm as Teegra pivots sharply to avoid a steaming fissure, her breasts pressing against his shoulder. "And that?" he asks, pointing to a spiraling bridge where figures dance barefoot on glowing coals.
Teegra's lips graze his earlobe as she answers, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Ah. That's where I sneak out after curfew."
Cody looks at her with a smile, his fingers still gripping the strap of her bikini top. "Blimey, you sneak out? But aren't you the princess?"
Teegra tosses her head back with a laugh, the sound rich and throaty, her dark hair cascading over one shoulder. "Exactly, little ember. That's why it's fun." Her thumb brushes his ribs through his shirt, sending a shiver down his spine despite the heat. "Rules are for people who don't know how to climb balconies."
By sunset, they've traversed half the city, Cody's legs wrapped around her waist as she scales a tower's jagged side, his breath hitching when her fingers dig into his thigh for balance. "Hold on tight," she murmurs, her lips brushing his temple, and he does, pressing his face into the curve of her neck where her pulse thrums against his cheek.
Later, in the quiet of her chambers, Teegra carries him to the balcony, the kingdom sprawling below like a bed of embers. "Look," she whispers, turning his chin toward the horizon where the molten river meets the stars. Then, under the moon's silver gaze, she tilts his face up and kisses him, slow, sweet, the taste of spiced wine and something indefinable lingering on her lips. His first. His hands fist in her hair as she deepens it, her sigh vibrating against his mouth. (This is magic.)
The kiss lingered between them like molten honey, slow and syrupy, until Teegra finally pulled back, her dark green eyes half-lidded and gleaming. "You're a quick learner," she murmured, tracing Cody's lower lip with her thumb. His skin tingled where she touched him, a shiver racing down his spine despite the warmth of the chamber. "But let's see if you can keep up." She leaned in again, her lips brushing his with featherlight pressure, coaxing him to mirror the rhythm she set, soft, then firm, then soft again, until his breaths came in shallow gasps between each tantalizing pause.
Teegra broke away with a husky chuckle and slid off the balcony ledge, her bare feet padding silently across the heated stone as she swayed toward the massive bed draped in silks the color of smoldering embers. "You'll share my bed for as long as you're here," she said over her shoulder, fingers hooking under the thin strap of her bikini top, letting it slip down her arm with deliberate slowness. Cody's throat went dry. He fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, his fingers clumsy with nerves, until it pooled at his feet. His shorts followed, kicked aside in a tangle, leaving him in nothing but his black boxers as he scrambled onto the mattress after her.
The sheets were cool against his flushed skin, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Teegra as she settled beside him, propping herself up on one elbow. Her free hand drifted to his chest, her fingertips tracing idle circles over his pounding heart. "Tell me, little ember," she murmured, her voice a velvet purr, "have you ever touched a woman before?" Cody shook his head, his cheeks burning hotter than Firekeep's forges. Teegra's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Then let me teach you."
Her hand guided his, pressing his palm flat against the dip of her waist, where the smooth tan skin gave way to the soft swell of her hip. "Like this," she breathed, arching into his touch as his fingers trembled against her. The scent of her, cinnamon and something wild, something *alive* filled his lungs as she leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. "Now... explore."
Cody swallowed hard, his fingertips skating higher, tracing the delicate ridge of her ribcage before brushing the underside of her breast, softer than he'd imagined, yielding like warm dough beneath his tentative touch. Teegra's chuckle vibrated through her chest as she cupped his wrists, guiding him upward until his palms cradled the full weight of her. "Squeeze," she murmured, and his fingers obeyed, sinking into the plush flesh until her nipple grazed his palm through the silk.
"Blimey," he whispered, staring up at the way her breasts swayed slightly with each breath, the purple bikini top stretched taut across them. The fabric had slipped low, revealing the dusky pink areola peeking from beneath the edge, and Cody's mouth went dry.
Teegra's thumb brushed his lower lip, coaxing it apart as she guided his other hand to her neglected breast. "Even pressure," she instructed, her voice husky. "Like kneading bread, but... slower."
His hands learned the rhythm of her, the way her breath hitched when he rolled his thumbs over her nipples, the little gasp she muffled against his hair when he dared to pinch gently. The silk grew damp beneath his fingers, clinging to her skin as Teegra's hips rolled unconsciously against the mattress, her thigh brushing his. "Good," she praised, her voice thick. "Very good."
Cody bites his bottom lip as Teegra's back arches like a drawn bow, her moan vibrating against his ear. "Mmm, just like that... yes," she sighs, guiding his small hands in slow, kneading circles over the plush swell of her breasts. The silk of her bikini top is damp now, clinging to her nipples in tight, puckered peaks that tease his palms with every pass. "Feel how I move?" she murmurs, rolling her hips against the mattress, the heat of her seeping through the thin fabric separating them. "Now follow me lower..."
Teegra puts her hands on his shoulders and slides him down slightly, her fingers trailing along his skin. "Now, let's try something new," she murmurs, guiding his arms lower, pressing his palms against the curve of her ass. His fingers instinctively dig into the supple flesh, and she lets out a breathy laugh. "Gentler, little ember... like you're shaping clay, not fighting a subhuman."
Cody blinks up at her, adjusting his grip, thumbs brushing the crease where her cheeks meet her thighs. Teegra shudders, her breath catching as she arches further, pushing herself into his touch. "There," she gasps, rolling her hips against him. "Now... squeeze. Slowly." His fingers sink in, kneading the firm yet yielding flesh, and she moans, low and throaty, the sound reverberating through her chest.
Teegra's fingers tighten on his wrists as she guides his hands in deliberate circles, her nails leaving faint crescents on his skin. "Faster," she demands, her voice ragged, and Cody obeys, his palms sliding against the sweat-slick fabric of her bikini bottoms. The heat radiating from her is intoxicating, the musk of her skin mingling with the scent of molten stone and spiced oil.
"Good boy," she purrs, grinding down against him, the friction making his breath hitch. Her lips find his ear again, teeth grazing the shell as she whispers, "Now... spread me." His thumbs hesitate for only a second before pressing inward, parting her cheeks with trembling reverence. Teegra's gasp is sharp, her body tensing around him, and for the first time, Cody feels the damp heat of her through the thin fabric, achingly close. "Clever," she breathes, her voice thick with approval. "So clever."
Cody continues to knead Teegra's ass cheeks with slow reverence, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh with each careful squeeze. (I can't believe I'm doing this…) His pulse thrums in his fingertips, matching the rhythm of her hips as she arches into his touch. The silk of her bikini bottoms clings damply to her skin, the heat radiating from her making his palms sweat.
Teegra lets out a breathy sigh, her fingers trailing down his forearm before curling around his wrist. "Lower," she murmurs, guiding his hand between her thighs with deliberate slowness.
Cody's breath catches as his fingers brush against the soaked fabric, the warmth beneath nearly scalding. (This is what liking someone must feel like.) His throat tightens, heart hammering against his ribs as Teegra presses his palm flush against her, her hips rolling in slow, sinuous circles.
"Like this," she whispers, her voice thick with something Cody doesn't recognize but aches to learn. She moves his hand for him, showing him the exact pressure, the perfect rhythm, firm but gentle, like coaxing embers to life. His fingers slip beneath the edge of her bikini bottoms, and Teegra gasps, her thighs tensing around his wrist. (I must be in love with her.) The thought strikes him like a lightning bolt, searing and undeniable.
Cody's fingertips graze slick, molten heat, and Teegra's breath hitches, her head falling back against the pillows. "Y-yes," she stammers, her hips stuttering against his touch. "Just like that…" Her hand covers his, guiding him deeper, showing him how to curl his fingers just so, how to tease the velvety folds until her moans dissolve into wordless pleas. The scent of her, spiced honey and something primal, floods his senses, and Cody realizes, with dizzying clarity, that he never wants this moment to end.
Cody rubs and squeezes Teegra's pussy when one of his fingers accidently slides deep inside of her. Cody is shocked by how hot and tight she is around his finger. "Oh! Sorry miss!" Cody says as he starts to pull his finger back out.
Teegra grabs Cody's wrist firmly. "No, don't stop." She presses his hand back against her pussy, keeping his finger buried inside of her. "Now curl your finger just a little... yes, like that... now push in and out slowly." She arches her back, her breasts pressing against Cody's face as she guides his movements.
Cody slowly thrusts his finger in and out of Teegra's tight pussy, fascinated by the wet sounds and the way her inner muscles grip him. After a few strokes, he tentatively adds his middle finger, stretching her further. Teegra moans loudly, her hips rolling against his hand. "Faster now," she gasps, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
Cody obeys, thrusting his two fingers harder and faster until Teegra suddenly grabs his wrist again. "Three," she pants, and he pushes his ring finger inside her as well. Teegra cries out, her back arching off the bed as Cody fucks her with all three fingers, her wetness soaking his hand. Her thighs tremble around his wrist, her breasts bouncing wildly above him as she rides his fingers with desperate rolls of her hips. With a final, shuddering gasp, she clenches around his fingers and cums, her juices spilling over his knuckles as she collapses onto the bed.
Cody slowly pulls his fingers free, staring at the clear slick coating them in awe. "Blimey..." he breathes, holding them up to the firelight where the fluid glistens like molten glass.
Teegra chuckles breathlessly and pulls him up for another deep, hungry kiss, her tongue sliding against his as she tastes inside of his mouth. "That was just the beginning, little ember," she murmurs against his mouth, her hand sliding down his chest. "Now it's time for your reward."
Teegra moves down Cody's body with feline grace, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his black boxers. She pauses when she sees what's underneath, her dark green eyes widening slightly. "Oh my," she purrs, tracing the outline of his erection through the fabric. "Someone's been keeping secrets." She pulls his boxers down slowly, revealing his stiff six-inch boyhood standing proudly against his stomach. Cody blushes furiously as Teegra stares at him, her lips parting slightly in surprise. "Not so little after all," she muses, her fingers wrapping around his shaft with delicious pressure.
Cody's breath hitches as Teegra gives the tip of his cock an experimental lick, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head before taking him fully into her mouth. His hands fly to the sheets, gripping them tightly as heat surges through his body. "T-Teegra!" he gasps, his hips jerking involuntarily as she begins bobbing her head, her plush lips creating perfect suction around his length. The wet heat of her mouth is overwhelming, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft in slow, deliberate strokes that make his toes curl.
"I... I've never felt anything like this before," Cody whimpers, his voice cracking as Teegra hollows her cheeks and sucks harder, her fingers kneading the base of his cock where she can't quite reach. She hums in response, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure up his spine, her dark green eyes flicking up to watch his reactions with evident delight. His thighs tremble as she picks up the pace, her lips gliding effortlessly over his slick length, her nose brushing against his stomach with each downward plunge. (It's too much... it's not enough...)
Teegra pulls back just long enough to catch her breath, her lips glistening with spit. "Tell me when you're close, little ember," she murmurs before diving back down, taking him deeper this time, her throat fluttering around the tip in a way that makes Cody cry out. The tight, wet pressure builds rapidly, his balls drawing up tight against his body as pleasure coils low in his belly. "I... I think something is happening..." he manages to choke out, and Teegra moans around him, the sound vibrating through his cock as she redoubles her efforts, her fingers digging into his hips to keep him from thrusting too roughly.
The orgasm crashes over him like a wave, his back arching off the bed as ropes of cum shoot into Teegra's waiting mouth. She swallows every drop, her throat working around him until he's whimpering from oversensitivity, his spent cock twitching against her tongue. When she finally pulls away, licking her lips with obvious satisfaction, Cody collapses bonelessly onto the sheets, his chest heaving. Teegra chuckles, trailing a finger through the single pearly strand that escaped her mouth before pressing it against his lips. "Sweet," she murmurs as he tastes himself, her voice thick with promise. "But we're far from finished."
Cody breathes heavily as Teegra pulls back, her lips slick and slightly swollen from his release. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her dark green eyes gleaming with mischief. "You taste like honey and salt," she murmurs, crawling up his trembling body until their faces are inches apart. The scent of her, smoke and musk and something sweet, fills his lungs as she tilts his chin up with a finger. "Tell me, little ember," she whispers, her breath warm against his lips, "do you even know what sex is?"
Cody blinks, still dazed from his climax, his pulse thrumming beneath his skin. "I... I dunno," he admits, his voice rough. "Is it... like what we just did?"
Teegra throws her head back and laughs, the sound rich and throaty, before scooping him up effortlessly in her arms, her strength surprising despite his wiry frame. "Oh, sweet boy," she purrs, pressing a kiss to his forehead as she carries him toward the chamber doors. "That was just the appetizer."
Silently, she slips into the torch-lit corridors, Cody nestled against her chest, his bare skin prickling in the cool night air. She navigates the labyrinthine passages with practiced ease, ducking behind pillars when guards pass, her footsteps soundless on the obsidian floors. The scent of sulfur fades, replaced by damp earth and wildflowers as they reach a hidden alcove veiled by vines. Pushing through, Teegra steps onto a crescent of silver sand, the lake before them shimmering under twin moons, its surface undisturbed except for the occasional ripple of some unseen creature. "Welcome," she murmurs, setting him down, "to my secret."
The water laps gently at Cody's toes as Teegra peels away the last scraps of her bikini, the fabric pooling at her ankles like molten silk. His breath catches at the sight of her, unbroken curves glowing in the moonlight, her nipples tight from the night air, the dark triangle between her thighs glistening with remnants of their play. She extends a hand, her smirk daring him to follow. "Now," she says, her voice low and promising, "let me show you what happens next."
Cody hesitates for only a heartbeat before taking her hand, the water swallowing his legs inch by inch as she guides him deeper. The lakebed slopes suddenly, and he stumbles forward, only for Teegra to catch him, her fingers splayed across his chest, her laugh rippling across the surface like wind over glass. "Here," she murmurs, nudging him backward until his feet find purchase on a submerged ledge. The water rises to his collarbones, his toes curling into the silt as Teegra steps between his thighs, her hips swaying with each deliberate movement. "Watch," she commands, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw before sliding down to grip his shoulders.
Her knees brush against his as she lowers herself, her breath hitching when the tip of his cock nudges against her entrance. Cody's hands fly to her waist on instinct, his fingers sinking into the softness there, his pulse hammering against his ribs. "Easy," she coos, her nails scraping lightly down his chest as she sinks onto him, inch by excruciating inch.
The heat of her is unbearable, tighter than her fingers had been, slicker than her mouth, her inner muscles fluttering around him in a rhythm that makes his vision blur. "Blimey," he gasps, his head tipping back against the water's surface, his thighs trembling beneath her.
Teegra's laughter is breathless, her hips rolling in slow, sinuous circles as she takes him deeper, her breasts bobbing just above his head, the dusky peaks begging for his tongue. "Look at me, little ember," she orders, and when Cody forces his eyes open, she's radiant, her lips parted, her lashes fluttering, her dark hair clinging to her damp skin in inky tendrils. "Feel how I move," she whispers, lifting herself almost entirely off him before dropping back down, her moan mingling with the splash of displaced water. Cody's fingers dig into her hips, his own hips jerking upward on instinct, and Teegra's gasp is sharp, her nails biting into his shoulders as she grinds against him. "Yes," she hisses, her voice unraveling, "just like that."
"Teegra, I..." Cody's voice breaks as she picks up the pace, her body tightening around him like molten silk, her breath coming in ragged pants that ghost across his flushed face. She leans forward, her lips brushing his ear, her words barely audible over the slap of skin against skin. "Cum inside me," she demands, nipping at his earlobe. "Fill me up, little ember." The command sends white-hot pleasure crackling down his spine, his balls drawing up tight against his body as Teegra rides him harder, her breasts bouncing wildly with each downward plunge.
Her pussy clenches around him like a vice, her walls fluttering in erratic pulses as she throws her head back with a cry, her orgasm crashing over her in visible waves. Cody can feel it, the rhythmic squeezing, the way her inner muscles milk him, and with a broken moan, he obeys, his cock jerking as he spills into her, the heat of his release mingling with her own.
The moment their climaxes collide, the amulet at Cody's throat erupts in cerulean light, the glow enveloping them in a blinding embrace. Teegra's startled cry is lost in the sudden rush of wind as the portal yawns beneath them, swallowing them whole, Cody still buried deep inside her, their bodies locked together as the world fractures around them.
As they slowly fall through the colorful space full of stars. Cody lays back on the air as Teegra rides him hard with her long shapely legs hanging around his slim hips. Her hands press down on his stomach as she bounces up and down on his still hard boyhood.
Teegra arches her back, her large breasts bouncing freely as she rides him with wild abandon, her dark hair fanning out like ink spilled across the starlit void. "Faster," she gasps, her fingers digging into Cody's stomach hard enough to leave faint crescents, her thighs tightening around his hips as she lifts herself higher before slamming back down with delicious force. "Ah... yes! Just like that, little ember... don't stop!" The words hitch in her throat as Cody thrusts upward to meet her, their sweat-slick bodies colliding in a rhythm that sends ripples through the swirling nebula around them.
Cody grips her waist, his blunt nails scraping along the soft skin of her hips as she grinds against him, the friction sending sparks of pleasure up his spine. "Teegra, I... I can't hold much..." he chokes out, his green eyes wide and unfocused, his cock twitching inside her with each frantic bounce of her hips.
She laughs breathlessly, leaning forward to lick a stripe up his throat, her teeth grazing his pulse point. "You can," she purrs against his skin, her voice thick with promise. "You will." Her hand snakes between them, her fingers finding the swollen bud at her apex, and Cody groans as her inner muscles clench around him in response, her climax building like a storm beneath his touch.
The stars themselves seem to pulse in time with their movements, the energy of the portal thrumming through their entwined bodies, amplifying every sensation until Cody's vision whites out entirely. Teegra's cry echoes through the void as she cums, her thighs shaking, her nails raking down his chest in sharp, stinging lines that only spur him on. His own release crashes over him like a wave, his hips stuttering as he spills into her once more, the heat between them igniting the very air around them in a shower of celestial light.
The portal opens up in the air of Cody's room. They fall out of it, the daylight shining through his bedroom window as they land hard onto Cody's bed. Cody lands on his back with a soft grunt, his feet kicking up dust motes that swirl in the sunlight, while Teegra straddles his lap, her thighs clamping reflexively around his hips as they bounce once, twice, her full breasts jolting with the impact. "Bloody hell...!" Cody gasps, but the rest of his words dissolve into a choked moan as Teegra rolls her hips, grinding down on him with a shuddering sigh, her slick walls gripping his spent cock in lazy pulses. "Teegra..."
She silences him with a kiss, her fingers tangling in his sweat-damp hair as she murmurs against his lips, "One more." her breath hot and sweet, her tongue flicking against his teeth. "You already are." The bedsprings creak beneath them as she rocks forward, her nipples dragging across his collarbone, the friction sending sparks skittering down his spine.
Cody whimpers, his hips jerking upward despite the oversensitivity, his hands scrambling for purchase on her waist, slippery from sweat, from lake water, from the remnants of their shared release still trickling down her inner thighs.
Teegra moans, low and throaty, as his blunt nails dig into her hips, her back arching like a bowstring pulled taut. "That's it," she pants, her voice fraying at the edges, her dark hair clinging to her shoulders in damp tendrils. "Just like that, little ember..." Her words dissolve into a gasp as Cody thrusts up into her, the sudden movement punching the air from her lungs, her breasts bouncing with the force of it, their combined weight pressing him deeper into the mattress.
Teegra puts her hands on the bed by Cody's head as she rides him harder and faster, her breasts bouncing with every downward thrust, her sweat dripping onto his flushed face. "Ohhhh, fuck... right there, little ember!" she gasps, her fingers gripping the sheets as her thighs tighten around his hips. "You feel so... so..." Her words dissolve into a choked moan as Cody suddenly arches up to her, his hands clutching her hips, pulling her down harder onto him with each desperate upward thrust.
The bedframe rattles against the wall as their rhythm turns frantic, Teegra's cries sharpening into something almost feral, her nails raking down Cody's chest as she throws her head back. "Cody—!" His name tears from her throat just as her body locks around him, her inner muscles fluttering wildly, milking his cock with relentless pulses that drag his climax from him in ragged, shuddering waves.
For a moment, neither moves—just the ragged hitch of their breathing, the slick heat between them, the way Teegra's weight presses Cody deeper into the mattress. Then, with a slow, sated sigh, she collapses forward, her breasts smothering his face, her heartbeat thundering against his lips as she nuzzles into his sweat-damp hair. "Mmm... good boy," she murmurs, her voice thick and drowsy, fingers idly tracing the amulet still glowing faintly at his throat.
Cody's hands drift up to cradle her hips, his thumbs rubbing slow circles into the soft skin there. "Wow," he breathes, voice hoarse, his body still twitching with aftershocks. "That was..."
Teegra chuckles, shifting just enough to peer down at him through her lashes. "Only the beginning," she purrs, pressing a kiss to his forehead before rolling off him with a languid stretch, her limbs gleaming in the afternoon light. "Rest, little ember. You'll need it."