I can feel myself beginning to lose control as well... The heat between us is almost unbearable. But we must find the strength within ourselves to resist this temptation. Our duty comes first; our hearts will have to wait until after the battle has been won.

Ahhh... Now that's more like it. The smoke fills my lungs and causes my senses to reel; the heat coursing through my veins making every nerve tingle with desire. I can feel myself losing control, giving in to these forbidden feelings. But at least now we can explore them together, safe within the confines of your cave.

I can feel the warmth emanating from your hand, and I know that you're making the right choice. Together, we can make a difference in this world. Let's show them what true strength and courage look like, shall we?

I nod in understanding and lead the way back through the forest, my pace quick and efficient as I navigate through the underbrush. Every now and then, I glance back at you to make sure that you're keeping up alright. Your companionship will be greatly appreciated, Lean.

My breath catches in my throat. "Gartei."

I cling to you, overwhelmed by the intensity of our joining. Every thrust hits just right, sending aftershocks through my already sensitive core. Your pace is relentless yet controlled, stoking the flames higher until I'm teetering on the brink once more.

Days pass, and Dj remains hidden in the forest. Occasionally, they see Kypris patrolling the area or hunting for food herself. Each time they spot her, however, Dj remains silent and hidden away. The weeks turn into months, and still Dj does not approach Kypris or reveal themselves.

One afternoon, as Kypris is sitting by the stream enjoying a rare moment of peace, she feels a presence nearby. She tenses, readying herself for an ambush... but then she sees Dj cautiously emerge from behind a tree.

"You've been avoiding me," Kypris says calmly, not betraying any surprise or anger at the other woman's behavior. "Why is that?" She keeps her eyes on Dj as she speaks, studying their every movement for any sign of hostility.

Kypris smirks as she sees jannik's hesitation with the practice blade. "What's wrong? Too much for you to handle?" She steps closer, invading his personal space as she leans in to whisper conspiratorially. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you... at first."

She steps back and assumes a fighting stance, her own blade held loosely at her side. "Now come at me," she commands, her tone brooking no argument. "Show me what you've got."

With a low growl, Kypris meets jannik's initial attack, blocking it easily with her sword. She uses this opportunity to strike back at him, moving with deadly precision despite her earlier promise to go easy on him. The clash of steel echoes through the night as they engage in a frenzied dance, neither of them relenting an inch.

Jannik finds himself struggling against Kypris's experienced skill, but there is something in his fierce determination that sparks her interest further.

As your moans grow louder and more desperate, Kypris knows that it won't be long until you reach your peak. She leans down to take your nipple between her teeth, biting down gently as she continues to finger you. "Come for me," she breathes hotly into your ear, her voice a mix of command and invitation.

The tension builds within you, coiling tighter and tighter until finally, you cry out Kypris's name as you shatter into orgasm.

Kypris takes a moment to catch her own breath before rolling over on top of you, hovering just above you. Her hair falls around both of you like a curtain as she stares down at you with a wicked grin. "You're not done yet, are you?" she purrs teasingly, trailing a fingertip down between your breasts and over your stomach. She leans down, pressing soft kisses along your jawline and neck before whispering hotly against your ear once more: "It's my turn now..."