Time Traveling Stories

I stare out my kitchen window with a huge smile on my face. Quezalici has become quite the bustling port ever since the reconstruction of the village. I was happy that I’d insisted on building our home at the end of the docks, we live close enough that if the trading company needed us, we could rush over in a few steps, but also were able to be close enough to the dirt and grass to have an area out back for a small garden and space for the children to enjoy rolling around. Our three stories provided more than enough indoor room though for our still small family as we still plan to have more. I’m standing there, enjoying watching the visitors to our town explore the stands that have popped up by the docks while mixing a cookie dough and waiting for the cobbler’s pie in the oven to be done as I know you’ll be home soon. Cobbler’s pie has become your favorite meal of mine out of the sentiment of it being the first thing I ever cooked for you as teenagers. It’s not uncommon for us to be tasked with dealing with hostile creatures that pop up near Quezalici, the land is far from perfect still, but we typically do so together. Despite the longing it created, we both knew that one of us needed to remain home, and as the sworn protector, you insisted it be you as you always do. This time, I didn’t put up much of a fight.

Happily off in thought, working dough into round balls on autopilot, I’m brought back to reality by the squeals and loud pitter patter of tiny feet. Grinning even wider, I turn to see our five-year-old daughter, Anacaona, and our three-year-old son, Xochipilli, chasing each other through the kitchen and into the main room. As they make their way back in the room, I bend down while forming another dough ball in my hands. "Ana, Chip, may I have your attention please?" They both look over, faces lighting up as they rush to me having noticed the sweet treat in my hands. "Can you two please go wash up? Dinner is nearly ready and Daddy will be home any minute!" I break off a bit of dough and hand it to both of them to enjoy as I make this request. They both smile as they run off to do what was asked of them while eating their treat as I stand and finish with preparing the cookies to be baked. Just as I’m aligning them on the metal sheet, I hear the door open and the sound of your melodic voice eagerly announce, "I’m home!" My heart swells with love as you come around the corner, not having doffed your armor yet, and stand behind me, wrapping your arms around me and pulling me tight against you. I feel your nose and lips on the side of my neck as you breathe in my scent and kiss my skin having missed me. I sigh and fall into your touch as I always do when you come home, closing my eyes and lips slightly parting as I smile. I turn my head and your lips find mine, kissing me passionately and with a need from being separated all day. For a moment, we stand there making out, lips locked as our tongues dance, until I pull away suddenly remembering that I have to pull the food out. "My love, I missed you more than words can describe, but you need to go doff your armor while I pull out your favorite for dinner!" With that, I shoo you off and pull the pie out and place it at the table to set while we wait. I stick the cookies in and am about to summon the children when I hear the voices squeal, "DADDYYYYYY" quite loudly and excitedly. I watch them run up to you just as you finish setting your armor down and gaze lovingly as you scoop them both up effortlessly into a big hug. I place my hand on my stomach as I watch; I had developed sickness while you were out and, through a quick medicine check, realized that our third was on its way. I was excited to share the news with you as you’d read the signs of my body before me for both Ana and Chip before I could, leaving me the one surprised. Carrying the children, the three of you walk over and each give me a kiss, which I lovingly return and rub each of you on the cheek with my thumb.

As a family, we all sit down at the dinner table and enjoy dinner while you tell a very animated version of your encounter with a pack of four wolves. The children watch in excitement and awe, laughing and gasping with each dramatic detail you share. After we finish, I clear the plates and give the kids each a cookie as I send them outside to play in the child sized rowboat that Poca had designed for us as a gift when we brought Ana into this world. You stand to help me clean up, but before you can take a step, I stop you. "My love," I say as I take your hands and stare into your eyes with adoration, "I have realized something of great importance while you were out today." You look at me concerned and ask me if everything is alright, to which I squeeze your hands and reply, "Of course everything is alright, I have great news! I feel amazing being able to be the one to share this with you for once! My husband, my lover, my partner, you have blessed me with a life, love, and family that I couldn’t begin to say thank you enough for! I thank the god above gods everyday for blessing me with your creation. And even now, as that blessing expands to our two wonderful children, it seems that it will grow again to accommodate a third… my love, I’m pregnant again!" I watch you eagerly and your face lights up and you sweep me up into your arms, spinning me, hugging me, kissing me, and letting out your war cry as the excitement takes over both of us. For several moments, we embrace and celebrate the two of us, excited for the newest edition to come, and already both excited to put the children to bed tonight so we can celebrate in our preferred way.

I sit on my favorite rock overlooking Quezalici. It is a sandy colored, thriving town now, set against a azur sea. The hill from which view it is the highest on the shoreline, but a mere pebble compared the mountains of Nexal behind me. I like our little town. Out of your whim to help the villagers, we have brought together needy people who wanted to help each other. The fort is now fortified well with Tumqua and Yahca magic, and Angrath struts around barking orders to the new recruits in the plaza. The Red Lady of Uhti walks behind acolytes swings braziers of incense in front of her modest, low hung church. Children of all ages flock to the priests as they hand out food and treats. The long shoremen are unloading material from our fleet of ships from far off Payit and Aum and beyond. Poca stands proud as Harbormaster, collecting fees and checking for lice. I think to my love, knowing Poca will hear but I know he has tolerated our thoughts for years, "Love of my life, I am coming into town, Kitty. Make an extra plate for Poca. I promised the kids he could come for Cobbler's Pie. I'll have to dip you into a passionate kiss as soon as I see you for making this, my lovey dovey bisquit for honey." Your reply is brief. Our children must be running you in circles and you can't think to answer anything but an affirmation, but oh, that is enough to fill my heart.

I move my hands over my bloodied scars and heal them. The wincing pain dealt by the transformed bugbears is still present in my mind, and I was thankful that the four wolves who came down from the hills during my battle with the monsters, were able to finish off the caucuses before the townsfolk can see them. No need to worry about the renewed influx of viperhand yet. I have been keeping up with border patrols. I sent Godslayer back up into the hills to talk with the elders of the various tribes there to confirm Jacob's spies accounts we received from Nexal. The viperhand is making its move, but where? We must find out soon. I trust that Auntie Teth can bring better news from the Oracle. Ever since Azul disappeared, we have had only Nula to rely upon for divination. She did not bear the brunt of the sundering as much as the god of the sea.

No need to worry Kitty yet. I am worried that you have been sick of late.

I walk down into town, following the smell of pie, or was it meat? You seem to change up the recipe each time, but make embue it with such love, that the family all smiles. I never quite knew what cobbler's pie was when you first brought to me that miraculous day in Aum. I don't think I even tasted it then. I was falling so hard in love with you. And yet, I find that I am falling in love with you more and more each year that passes.

Greeting the family and handing our kisses and stories, I feel like this is the center of the universe. My wife tells me of our new arrival, and I weep for joy. I actually love to see you round with child, your breasts full of the children's milk, you smile on your face as you sing quite off key during labor. Sex is never better, when love washes over you, love for me, for our town, for our growing brood.

As soon as Poca takes the kids out to the habour after the summer respite, I take you. Our clothes are off. I pick your slight body up and carry you to our bed, still decorated as if it were our pocket dimension, and throw you down and crawl on top of you, coming up to your smile and kisses your throat and up your chin and touch our tongues. My heart is open. My skin is alive touching yours. You interlace our fingers and I press my cock inside your pussy passage, your heels up and pressed into my ass. This position may be considered mundane to the adventurous, but we have plenty of chances to explore those. This is our way of hugging when we have been away from each other too long. My whole body tingles even before we start our love making. Kisses cover your face. My mat of chest hair brushes your broad and dark brown milk giving nipples. Soon I know, they will have milk and will smear my chest with dropped milk. I enjoy your body so much more than ever before. My body responds to yours. My fucking rises to a crescendo as your voice increases to a moan and you call out my name! I know you now. I know exactly when you let loose your anxieties, let loose your voice, enjoy your man inside you and allow yourself to orgasm. I release my own sweet cum juices into your own and keep fucking, because my body simply needs to hold you and care for your every need. That is my need. My reward. Our life together.

My hands squeeze yours even tighter as you continue, driving me insane from pleasure. It isn’t long before I scream out your name again and you finally relent in your pursuit to drill me. As always, you roll us over so that I’m laying on your chest as we pant and catch our breath. We lay there smiling together, embracing each other, huddled in their post-sex bliss. After several minutes of laying there, I lift my head and look at you. Without a doubt, you already know that I’m about to either launch into sharing something or asking questions. Something about the bliss of our union makes me so invested in our pillow talk, maybe it just feels more intimate this way. "I missed you greatly, I wish I could’ve gone with you! I miss the adventure honestly, despite enjoying our life here." My eyes brighten with an idea. "Oh love! Why don’t we all go out tomorrow?! We’ll summon Spirit and borrow a horse from the stables. The little ones love the countryside, just like their father. We can make a whole day of it! Would that be okay?" I grin eagerly at the idea of getting away for a day on our own little mini adventure.

I look at you with a mixture of surprise, frustration, and a lot of concern. I barrage you with a series of questions about your safety and expressing my concern for the situation outside the city. You tell me that you've been getting hurt, but you've been handling it, which I quickly respond, a bit louder than I should, "That's wonderful, but you shouldn't hide that from me! What if one day, you didn't handle it and didn't come home?! I'm glad that you and Storm and handling the situation, but I still want to know what's happening past our walls. If something is happening out there, we may need to address it. That's it... I'm going with you on your next patrol." I see you open your mouth and I immediately speak up, "No, that is not up for discussion! Poca and Angrath can take turns watching over Ana and Chip as they have done in the past for us, I already got an herbal concoction from our midwife around midday so I won't be getting sick, and if I could take on a goddess's pet while I carried Ana then I can take on whatever is outside those walls now. I'm not letting you go out there and fight bugbears or worse without me if you're getting hurt so bad that you're hiding it from me!" You know my mind is made up and you just say, "Okay."

You hear Poca coming back and despite my desire to remain in bed, I'm quite turned off by the idea of Poca catching us in bed. That one time during a delivery transport on the Skulker was one time too many, I didn't want another. We get our common clothes back on just in time for the door to burst open and hear Poca trying to warn the children not to. I swoop up Chip as you do with Ana and we greet Poca and thank him for taking the kids out. He knows he did us a favor, but he really enjoys it too. After a few moments of talking with Poca, he leaves and we enthusiastically tell our children of the adventure we have planned for the next day. After calming them down, we get them tucked into bed and tell them a story of our travels to send them off to dream land. Leaving us to enjoy our night under the covers, exploring each other’s bodies, moaning the other’s name, and falling asleep in each other’s arms as we always do. I have dreams of the next day ahead, us riding together with a child in front of both of us, enjoying a meal under a tree just outside the desert, and the young ones cheering from atop the horses as their parents expertly fend off hostiles.

While I make breakfast, you pack the food for the saddle bags. We aren’t going to feed our children rations, so packing is a lot more complicated than in our single days. The kids want the wear all kinds of armor, but we insist on practical clothes for the desert. I try to get Chip’s clothes on straight, while kissing my wife while she discusses the day’s plans with Ana. I look over at my plate armor and sword. The shield had been repainted and glazed a few times since I originally donned the symbol of Kiltzi. Seeing you with the kids, it is so easy to see you as Kiltzi being so empathetic and supportive of our little being’s sensitive natures. I love watching you being the ultimate mother while I try to ease difference by humor. Between the two of us, our house is always fun.

Chip’s favorite part was yet to come though and he was insisting to get to that part. As we make our way to the path outside our house, Chip gets all excited. I pause to hug you and Ana. I whisper to Chip and Ana, "Point over there" and then they look to see a cloud of dust rise toward them and then hear a familiar whiny. Spirit gallops toward us with the morning light in his eyes and glistening on his coat.

Because Chip is still amazed and scared of the Fey beast, I pull Ana up onto the warhorse. You comfort Chip by lifting him onto the grey quarter horse. We head out of town as the townspeople wave to us like royalty. We head south along the coast with joy in our hearts for getting out on an adventure together. I try not to annoy the children too much, but brings the horses close by each other, so that I can still reach out a hand and hold yours. I think to you, "My love, my heart. Thank you for being the center of this family. Thank you for being mortal enough to be with me and divine enough to be a light for this community of ours. I love you so dearly."

We work together to get everyone ready for the day, and I start to consider the idea of Ana being ready for at least basic armor. I make a note to bring that up tonight with you, as we're both busy and don't want to address it in front of the kids as they'll just get even more excited than they are now. As we step outside, I marvel at your summoning trick with Ana and Chip, feeling even more in love with you for this. I look you over as the kids stare at Spirit coming their way. You look as delicious as the day we met, just as sweet as the day we married, and just as tough as you've always been. You've been such a good father to let our children leave their own mark on your shield so often as you’ve enjoyed having the visual reminder of them when you leave for patrols, using it as a badge of pride. It gives me an idea to quarter it off once our third comes and each of us decorate a part of it so you have a piece of all of us with you.

As we ride, we briefly hold hands with each opportunity. Your statement grabs my attention and warms my heart. "I love you dearly as well, for I couldn't do any of this without you! I owe you a thank you as well! It is only due to you that I have become who I am now. You've been so crucial to our family and our community. You've been mortal enough to have the mundane moments like getting ready each day and turn them into wonderful experiences, yet divine enough to be the strength and protector of not only our family, but Quezalici as a whole. We'd be lost without you, thank you!" I pull mine and Chip's horse over close enough to grab your hand and squeeze it. We both know that if we could, we'd be kissing passionately right now, but that'll have to wait until we dismount.

Chip gets excited in front of me as he starts to squeal "Faster! Faster!" We smirk at each other, knowing what he's asking for. Each of us grab the reins of our horses, and we tap them, breaking out into a horse race. We both know that Spirit could win any race he choose, so we alternate who wins when this happens. As the ground starts to shift from sand to grass, you let Spirit fall a little behind ours, allowing Chip to win as he cheers eagerly, doing his best mimic of your war cry, which brings a joyful tear to my eye. Seeing our son try to mimic the love of my life makes my heart swell up with happiness. We ride a bit further and finally stop to let the kids play and have lunch. Once we dismount, we pull our children off and they take off to run around and climb the small trees as you pull me into a passionate kiss, almost as if we were in our own world for a moment.

In our own world, we are hyper aware of the sounds around us and the kids playing in the trees with no other landscape feature around. Both your and my mind are attuned this warfare. We are warriors and warlocks. But in that moment, we allow ourselves to be lovers, ready at a moments notice to drop and make another kid. Then I remember, you are pregnant for the third time. You have gotten great with child again for our love. For the third time, I shall witness our child’s birth and kiss and hold you then too, with a screaming baby in your hands, the umbilical cord still attached to the placenta in your womb, the cord beating its last heartbeats of nutrients to the little body. I will kiss you then like I kiss you now. My hand would normally slip a feel of your breast to get your reaction even though our children would not be shocked. This time, I press through your supple black leather armor on your belly between the flailed skirts of studs. I need to touch our new child as yet unnamed. We did not know the sex of our second child. I wonder if will divine this one. You feel me change my normal touch and smile under my kiss. I smile with you.

I feel your hand touch my stomach and we both grin. I feel the pride of impregnating me with our third radiating off of you, filling me with the same sense of pride. I know that this experience will be just as remarkable as my last two pregnancies have been. You've been so supportive each time, holding me through every fit of crying, tasted every strange concoction I've created to eat, and rubbed my back and feet every time they start to ache from carrying. Every action you've ever taken, every word spoken, has done nothing but show your love not only for me, but also our unborn child. Both of our children have so far not been a surprise. Just after learning of both, I already knew what they were going to be. Uhti showed me Ana before we'd even realized I was pregnant and by the end of the first day of knowing, I knew that Chip was going to be our first son. This one though, I'm still not sure. I wonder if this one will take after my roguish side and sneak up on us. We shall have to wait and see. We both get more excited as the end of each pregnancy gets closer.

You love once I start producing! Each morning, starting your day with a bit of sucking, to the point that I'm sure you enjoy a whole meal before even leaving the bed. Feeling the wetness as our chests press together always makes your stiffness swell even more than it already does. I still think I saw you drool the first time I ever produced milk, and I still tease you about it. I always enjoy the day our child arrives. The feeling of you inside me as my body begins stretching to allow for our child's passage sends shivers through me. The pleasure you bring by playing with my most sensitive button helps ease and distract from the pain of labor. With all of the love and encouragement you give me as I push, I could almost bet that you yourself are actually Kiltzi. Getting to greet each new one becomes such an emotionally wonderful day as we both cry and love on them, rejoicing upon their arrival, and on each other as we share our love for this new bundle and one another. I wonder if you'll catch him or her this time as they enter; I make a note to ask you later about that as well. Another child or two and our poor midwife will become redundant.

Our arms wrap around each other as we get lost in our kiss and emotions, pulling each other up against one another. For a moment, the rest of the world almost completely drowns out and away as we stand there basking in the joy of creating another new life. I gasp as I feel my excitement begin to rise from my depths, deepening my kiss with you, as you begin to stir physically as well. I feel your hand that was once holding my lower back drop to my still firm cheeks and squeeze, pulling my hips against you. I can't feel it because of the plate armor, but I know your moves well enough to know this is your way of telling me that you've grown hard. My hand goes into your hair as your lips find their way to my neck, nibbling on my skin, tasting me and breathing me in. A soft moan escapes my open lips near your ear. We're in the middle of nowhere and the kids are distractedly playing in the trees. We could jet behind the horses for a quick one to get the passion out of our system surely. "Ohhhh love... take me behind the-" is as far as I get to moan in your ear before we're both snapped sharply back into reality.

The screams of our children immediately halt our actions as we turn our heads to see what's happening, both of us instantly tense. We know what every scream means, and that scream was panic. Looking over, we see that Ana and Chip are 10 ft up in a tree that's about 50 ft away from us. Just on the other side of that tree are three bugbears that have seemed to find their way over the hill nearby, charging forward with their weapons drawn, and are only 30 ft from the tree that our defenseless children are currently clinging to as they cry and scream for us.

"The kids!" I charge, unsheathing my sword. I can already tell, that whatever I do will be too late.

I dash up to the tree and try to interpose myself between the bugbears and the tree. I swoop my blade in the air in a threatening manner, while using my bonus action to light it with your radiant fire. I yell out, "No bugs at MY picnic!"

I run up as close as I can without dashing as I yell to the kids, "Climb up, it'll be okay! Climb up!" From 20 ft away, I reach my hand out, as if grabbing something, in the direction of the bugbear that tried to spear my children. I watch it struggle for a moment, fighting against my attempt to paralyze it, only for it to suddenly prove itself stronger than my spell.

As a reaction to the bugbear attacking the tree, I interpose my shield to cause him disadvantage on his attack.

ROUND TWO ACTION

I use my bonus action to cast Sanctuary on the tree.I then attack one of the bugbears in front of me.

I walk the rest of the way up to the tree, casting a blast at the bugbear that's now focused on the tree. The anger I feel at my kids being attacked allows the force of my magic to not only bloody the creature, but also push it 10 feet away from the tree.

"Way to go Ana!"

I brush off the attacks, and am infuriated that I can do nothing about the other bugbear that lands a solid hit on Kitty. I turn to the bugbear that attacked Kitty and pray it back, "Come back and fight me you tick infested monster." and then turn back to the bugbear in front of him and attack him, with TWO CRITS!

"Did you see that Ana? Two critical hits in a row!"

Ana cheers excitedly as she raises both of her hands to clap, starts to lose balance, and regrips the tree before she continues to cheer. The interaction has caused her to stop crying and despite tear stains on her cheeks, she smiles excitedly watching you defend her.

A bit taken aback by the morningstar impaling my arm, I attempt to blast the creature down but fail to do so.

"Third one's a charm!"

I rush to your arms and kiss you and layon hands and heal you with your own love. I call to Chip to come give mommy a hug to make her feel better. Come Ana!

You rush over and my lips meet yours, wincing briefly in our kiss as your initial touch over my wound causes a second of pain before the healing takes place. As you do, Ana climbs the rest of the way down the tree and runs over to the stick she threw, picking it up and running to the bugbear that you just very overly and unnecessarily smote with such divinity that it felt it in the afterlife, and smacks it with the end of the stick. She then drops it and proudly runs over to hug your legs squealing excitedly, "Look Daddy! I helped kill it too!"

I in the mean time, pull away from your arms to help Chip down out of the tree, holding him tightly as he clings to my neck for dear life the moment he's low enough and cries the last bits of his fear out. I kiss his head and hold him tightly, quietly and lovingly reassuring him as I turn to you with concern in my eyes.

I see the concern in your eyes and I pause my celebration. You caring of our son and his need of you gladdens my heart. Ana seems actually energized by the experience. But your beautiful eyes are showing concern. "What is it love? What concerns you so?". It was the same look you gave me before we entered the breast’s lair under the waterworks those many years ago, when our love was so fresh. We are more mature in our love now yet you still have that look of concern.

I open my mouth before I close it again and decide to use my thoughts. "Is this how bad it is now Duke? Where did they come from?! They had to have wandered off and ended up here... right? Why were they so focused on getting to them?! Maybe we should take the kids home, this may have been a bad idea." You see the same fear for our safety that I had so long ago for our party. This time, it's not our new friends, it's our children. The creations of our love. My overly fearful and protective nature is kicking in as even a twig falling from the tree the kids were in makes me turn, ready to protect my son in my arms. Despite my jumpiness, I try to contain all expression of my feelings to my eyes and thoughts in an effort to help Chip calm down as he seems to have inherited my intense fear response.

"The raiding parties of bugbears have never been more than three members. Let us go to the next stand of trees closer to the shore and have our picnic. This scene is too raw and aromatic. I know there are concerns and that I have used all my lower spell slots, but I want to take our reward for our risk. I knew the dangers and I still came out with the family. I trust you to protect your young and your man. I want to relish that. It is the feeling of an adventure." you still protest, but even Chip tells you that he is hungry and wants his cookies.

I lead them down to the next stand of tree which we inspect thoroughly this time. I unpack our picnic from the grey mare’s saddle bag and let Spirit roam upland to spot any invaders on our family outing. You busy yourself with the lunch and are a bit surprised to see me duff my armor. I help you off with the uncomfortable parts of your own. I settle your head on my tummy as the kids eat and run. They splash in the waves but do not wander far from us. I stroke your hair and try to help you relax. But we need to be straight and honest with each other. You are the protector as much as I.

"The raids are getting more frequent. It has raised gossip. That is why Stormy is inquiring around and Teth consults the Oracle. I am still hoping she arrives soon. Maybe she can take the kids back to Quezalici and we can stay out here for more time to ourselves. " I turn you over to lay on my unarmored chest, your fingers in my chest hair. I kiss you and wrap my hand around your neck. "I miss our alone time together, where we touch wherever we are and hold hands constantly. Another child is going to make that more difficult rather than easier. Let us enjoy this time of our lives just as we enjoy the family. I love you Mama Kitty"

Against what I feel is my better judgment, I'm overruled by you and the kids who both want to eat and play still. The whole way down to the shore, I'm on constant alert, not putting Chip down until he becomes too active with his requests to be be let down. Having checked, you pull out the blanket and food, laying the blanket down for us to eat on. I'm quite surprised indeed to see your armor doffed as I make plates. You come to assist with mine, but after some minor protesting on my part and fears of raids still being out there, I agree to removing part of my armor so that I can at least sit and eat comfortably. I need to breathe and trust your thoughts more than I am this moment. You're just as much their protector as I am and I know you have their best interests at heart. I'm too out of touch with my Captain side.

With the kids off at the shore but still close by and your hand in my hair, I do start to relax finally. I love the feeling of you playing with my hair and my head on your chest, but I still watch our little ones, afraid of what could happen if we look away again. I know that I have to calm down, but it's like asking me to stop caring. It feels impossible to do. The news of the situation outside the city isn't comforting, I've been too much of a house wife lately to truly be in touch with the reality outside our little world. You turn me and kiss me, and it definitely helps relax me. Your touch always does. "I love you too Papa Duke. I don't see why Teth wouldn't take them, she adores them greatly! I'm so glad her and Storm agreed to be the support parents in case anything happened to us. But you're right, it certainly won't be any easier for sure to be the touchy and affectionate pair we are with three pairs of feet running around, but we've always found a way to do so before, no reason we can't once we're outnumbered. We should make room more for touches and holding, there's no reason we can't now love."

I think for a moment before laughing and smiling. "I remember the first time we came here! We'd been in Quezalici for, oh, about a month or two I think? I was around the 8 months mark carrying Ana and I was determined to walk along the coast. We hadn't set up the little grassy garden behind our home yet and I was so tired of sand everywhere that I was going to find a blade of grass somewhere! You tried to convince me not to, then tried to get me to ride Spirit, but I refused until I got tired after just 10 minutes! We slowly rode the coast until we found this area. Then I was determined all over again to feel the grass between my feet!" I laugh hard at my own stubbornness. "We sat here for what felt like hours, it was so blissful just cuddled up to each other, holding hands, making out, walking through the waves, picking up shells, it was perfect! I think that was also our last adventure outside the city we had just us. If I remember correctly, I believe I started having false contractions that evening, so we decided to stay close after that. Do you remember dear?

There's quite an advantage for our time in our pre-child days, there's no doubt, but I love them so much," I turn to look at the kids for a long moment before turning back to you with love-filled eyes, "I couldn't imagine life without them now. Oh! About them love, well Ana in particular. She idolizes you and she's showing a lot of signs of wanting to fight, especially in melee like yourself. I think she wants to follow in your footsteps. She is five years of age, and as nervous as it makes me, I think it's about time she starts learning how to spar. Maybe even get her her own small set of leather armor. The leatherworker is so in love with Ana, she did volunteer that all we have to do is ask and we can have her geared in three days time for a miniscule fee. What do you think love? Do you think she's ready?"

Laying down on our blanket, letting the warm sun dapple light through the trees upon us and the sea breeze wash moist air over us, I feel free to relax, even though we keep a watchful eye and there is a new tension between us. The world is always collapsing around us. Quests seems to always be forced upon us as heroes. Many people rely upon us now. Even our steadfast friends need our help at times. The kids certainly do. The pressure of all of this could be overwhelming, but we manage. We manage. I believe we even thrive on it. "Kitty, I look lovingly at the woman I have chosen to share this life with. I fall in love with you more and more each day as I see you take up new responsibilities, love me and make a loving life for our children. I get excited to see you grow into being a woman and mama and wife. I always get excited to feel your touch...

Of course, I trust your instincts implicitly. If you think Ana is ready to spar, then by all means, let's make that happen. Chip is too young to even know, but he already reads and has your love of books and scrolls. It is so fun to watch them grow and learn.

But you, Sune. I'm more concerned about you. Homemaking and loving on the kids has been so good for you. You are protective and comforting and loving. The kids thrive under your hand. But love. You are a goddess! We may have been the avatars of Kiltzi and Qotal by some reckoning, which makes Ana a child of the gods. You are a warlock of ... shall we still call her Uhti? after what we have learned about her? You have a place in the grander scheme of things. We can't ignore that. I have been protecting the family and you for years now, but you need to express your grander destiny. We need to prepare Ana for whatever role she has for Maztica. Maybe we can do both, love? Be mortal parents and godly heroes?

We do need to make some decisions with how we live our lives. There are plenty of people who can watch and teach the kids while we do other duties. The party has been patient with us, but even they are anxious about the world around us. Jacob seems to be the only one of us engaging in the struggle, but his nose is down to fixing the worldly problems of governance. Without the gods, there are more threats to Maztica than ever. Uhti cannot deal with them all. Has she not asked you to help?"

I open and close my mouth. I want to protest, but we both know that you're right. I sigh deeply, "Yes, she has... I know that I need to get back on the path of my, all of ours destiny," I move your hand from my neck to where you placed it earlier that day, just where our unborn child is, "I don’t want to lose this. I don’t want them to lose us. Maybe we can do both, we seem to handle everything else, and my parents would love to keep the kids now that they’ve set up an inn here too. But... despite the fear for them, I did honestly enjoy an encounter. I'm a bit rusty, but it was fun! I had forgotten how empowering it is to just flick your wrists and have a pure force leave your body, I'm so used to just ever using it to push the kids around because they find it fun or creating visual illusions for them to play in."

With that, I get a wicked smile. I point to the children as I look over and craft an illusion around them of them being in their room instead of where they are, eliciting them to scream out "MOOOOOOOOM" and "MAMAAAAAAA" which makes me laugh as I cancel the illusion. After a dirty look from both of them, which makes me laugh even harder, I turn back to you. "Leaving them would be the hardest task of all... do you think they can come with?" I already know the answer, but I still ask hoping that you'll say what I want to hear.

I know what you want to hear. And I know what you expect me to say. It seems so pointless to answer you. So I give you a hug and nuzzle up to your ear and whisper, "But Kitty, remember our adventures? The rope trick bed can only hold us." I reach around and kiss you and reach my hand down between your thighs to remind you of all the adventures we have had in that bed.

Ohhhh these touches.... this is exactly how we ended up with two children and one on the way. I'm weak to your advances, quite happily weak. I kiss you passionately in response as I wiggle my hips to express that I want more. At this moment, I'm not opposed to it being just us as I too miss being able to have moments like this too. If you ever figured that out, you'd get me out of Quezalici so fast, we'd have no gear for adventure due to my desire and need to have you. I need to have you... where the hell is Teth right now?! Fuck it! I reach my arms around your neck and put a hand in your hair to hold you to me. I want you.

"The kids," I say as my hand finds its way past your grinding hips into the loosened leather armor and to your sweetness, "are just within ear shot." I want you too! I kiss you back and play with your lips and your tongue, and bite your neck. As playful tigers play at war, we play at love. I want to celebrate our third pregnancy in the sunlight. I feel your vulva and vagina with my fingers as I kiss you and pant hard your name including the name that you have taken from me and made your own. Your hands find my cock and pull on it still inside my undergarments. I see the kids playing far enough away that they do not know what we are doing, or rather they know and are just saying to themselves that daddy and mommy are having fun together, that they love each other as much as they love us, that they show love in funny and cuddly ways. I know that my children leave us alone when we are making out. I see them there, but I get the distinct impression that someone else is watching us, too.

I softly moan into your kiss as you adjust your touch to a more sensitive area. "The kids," I respond, unrelenting on my tugs on you, "are distracted. Spirit," I move my hips to respond to your fingers even more, "is on watch. And we," I lean into you and smile as I kiss you deeply, "have enjoyed each other many times just in and just out of earshot of the party. We can bite each other if we need to muffle ourselves." The kids are never interested in us when we begin to make out and get touchy with each other. For the sake of postponing the conversation about what Mommy and Daddy are doing, I've never asked if they did have any understanding of it. My own pants turn into quiet whines as my need for you becomes stronger. We both acknowledge the struggle that a third child will be, but that doesn't reduce our excitement for it nor our desire to celebrate it. To enjoy each other's bodies out near the waves feels like we're back in the new marriage part of our relationship. As your fingers work their magic, my hand finally works your clothes loose enough to grab around you through them. I begin to work you slowly but firmly, wanting to create the same absolute need that I feel: the need that says "I need you here and now!" I can tell you're not fully in the moment with me, but having not heard a sign from Spirit, Chip, or Ana to be concerned, I decide to move from moaning and kissing your lips to nibbling on your ear as I moan there instead. I kiss, lightly suck, and gently drag your earlobe in between my teeth. A move you've known for years now is a sign that I'm really excited and typically has the same effect on you.

I don’t know if it is the ear biting or the wetness of your pussy that touches me off, but I no longer can concentrate on anything else besides your body. I knew when I first met you in the your parents‘ Inn that you were the most desirable woman in the world. It wasn’t your looks, but rather the look you gave me. Even though you told me clearly it was affected, I saw through it to the sexy woman who desired me anyway. I never found out why I blocked that memory. Maybe it was too painful and I block it still. I do know this. That look has never wavered, and I saw it again on the deck of the Skulker even when you didn’t understand then either. I can’t think too much about that now. You have that look that I cannot resist and must fulfill. As much as you may pretend to be coy, you want me. I want you! Desperately. I roll on top of you, my hand still inside you, my other handguiding your grip on my cock to you. I want you to push myself inside you and you do not disappoint me. As my head pushes up and down the outside of your vagina, I feel your hands on my balls and then for lack of a better word, pull me into you. At this point I totally rely on Spirit and feel his telepathic link. I sense he knows my need as you do. I rode you as my hands move up to your hair and grab hold of you so that my movements have the force of the desire behind it. Grinding my cock in you like a lover should, we let ourselves be free to enjoy the sun and waves. I sense the bean that is our third as I fall into the love that you have for me that you were so afraid to admit to as Sune. I move my cock inside you, my tunic being ripped off of me so that you feel my chest against your loosened armor. In my frantic fucking I still have the presence and desire to open your armor more so my chest may slide across your exposed breasts. I display your body to the sun and wind and then cover you with myself as I find all my cock pressed inside you and feel you to bite my shoulder. As you bite through my skin, I feel my cock grow and fill you with myself. As I grasp your neck with my own teeth, you can still hear my moaning through my clinched mouth. This will leave a mark, but I don’t care. In fact it turns me on even more. It will display our passion. If I must, I can heal it, but fuck it, right now I don’t want to. We moan one more time together as I drive deep and cream your deepest crevasse. Our teeth hold us together even though they do nothing to quieten us, as our bodies wrack with pleasure. I ride your orgasm. The waves of the ocean covers our moaning but nothing dampens our lust.

Yes! This is what I wanted. Nay, what I needed! Even after five years, I still have such an intense need for you. The passion and desire between us is unwavering, and just as I knew you would, you responded to it too. Our love is one of divinity, and so as you mount me and we begin to furiously make love, our shared loving devotion causes the world responds around us. The gray mare comes to shield small eyes from the act that brought both of them to this world, the sun is revealed from behind the clouds, and the wind and waves sing with our own voices. Even though it's not a typical moment of slow, prolonged session, but is instead a moment of intense need, our love shines through.

But love aside, damn it feels good! Feeling you fill me, something I'd been worried wouldn't happen again after having Ana, is still one of my most favorite sensations and ways to be connected to you. The lust heightening, causing us to rip at each other's tops so that we may feel the sensation of each other on every inch of skin possible. I know that if we don't learn to ignore this lust more, we will end up with the eight children that I always said would never happen. But this... this is my tiloni's mate. I can't ignore the electricity I felt upon the first time your hand touched mine all those years ago, nor do I want to. I still feel it to this day, I want to feel it everywhere! As you thrust into me with my encouragement for you to fill my crevice, I'm lost to the sensation, the passion, the lust, and the love. I feel myself building to a crescendo right as the winds blow across our bodies, intensifying the feeling on my skin. This is it, I'm going to lose myself even further. I bite down on you to keep from purely screaming out in pleasure, harder than I should've, but I feel you immediately return the same notion as I feel you grow. We both know that we're leave a mark, but the pain of the action is long lost underneath the pleasure we feel sharing our bodies and souls for the world around us. And with that, I drown in the wave of pleasure that overtakes both of our bodies together. I am thankful for the seas as it hides our moans and groans of release.

And with that, I feel our bodies melt into the blanket and your weight drops onto me. We're both panting and trying to catch our breath as the wave of pleasure left, taking our air with it. Breathlessly, I say, "I love you Duke." Divine our souls are, united in love and destiny. United our bodies are, in celebration of our love and the creation it brings. I smile widely as I lay there with you, until I feel something wet hit my body. I look and notice a drop of blood, which I follow to my bite mark that I left on you. I tap into the goddess that I am, grabbing your hand and intertwining our fingers and placing my other hand just over the bite. Quietly, I utter, "Kiltzi, heal thy Knight," and feel our love flow through us as I watch your wound heal just enough to stop the bleeding, removing my hand before it removes the mark to leave a badge that you'll wear with pride for the next few days until it fully disappears on its own. I always did this sparingly, usually only ever in serious situations, after discovering it in battle as you were on the verge of death. I'd been desperate to heal you without a healing spell and remembered how you had healed my wrists way back in the village of the Green Folk after our first time tying me up. The love between two gods allowed for the healing without the ability to do so, but using it to its maximum ability drained me. But this moment, it was perfect as I had barely used it but to close over a tiny wound.

You look over at me and smile, locking my lips in a deep kiss that I happily closed my eyes and responded to. It was several minutes of us locked in our lovers stance and embrace before I felt the notion to open my eyes. I knew it couldn't be one of our little minions, we would've heard lots of excitement from them if it had been. As I finally look to see what has caused this feeling, I reach and throw the blanket we're on over us as much as I can, turning red in the face. Sheepishly, I mutter, "Hi Teth..."

Looking down unsurprised at us, she shakes her head as you happily greet her, causing me to shake my own head. I ask Teth to go greet the kids and we decent ourselves while she does. Ana and Chip excitedly greet Auntie Teth with lots of hugs. Once we’re restored to order, I walk over and hug her as well. Still not a touchy person herself, she’s grown accepting of my hugs. We all go back to the blanket, which gets flipped over, and sit down. Excitedly, we tell Teth the good news of our new bean and she tells us of her travels.

As Ana sits in front of Teth, waiting for her to braid her hair and Chip lays down in my lap wanting a nap, I look over at Teth seriously. "I’ve heard raids are becoming more frequent. Did you hear anything of use from the Oracle?"

"It’s great seeing you again, Teth. Sorry for the typical PDA in this remote seaside nature spot surrounded by bugbear raids. But it s nice to run into you nonetheless. We are thinking about doing some more adventuring again. Kitty has been talking to Uhti again and there is something up with these raids that doesn’t make sense. Our children were targeted specifically. We probably need to protect them more in Quezalici and then find out what’s going on. I sent Godslayer to consult the elders. Any chance you know more?"

"Antethoe. Are you talking about your goddaughter? I would never let that happen. Or are you talking about my sister? What more can she do? I need to know Teth! How can a prophecy be any use if it is so ambiguous. Oh why! Why does this all have to revolve around us, Kitty. Can you now do something about this? All I want is to live a wonderful life with you, my Kitty." Turning again to face my friend, I ask her, "Ok. What do we need to do? How do we find this threat and eliminate it. Do we have to challenge my sister? She has grown too powerful."

My heart I'm sure has stopped beating, I can't even feel it in my chest. You address me, but I'm unable to find words. The concern comes back to my face as I hold my son who has fallen asleep. I slip a hand from under him and grab yours, holding on for dear life with each word Teth says, feeling the same wish for a wonderful life for us and our family. You ask why us, and I know the answer is because of our divine tilonis, but at this moment, that answer isn't good enough. Logical answers aren't good enough. At this moment, all I see is my daughter in danger, and I just want to pull her into our arms and protect her.

If Teth were shocked by coming upon us copulating in the sun, then she should not be upset by us holding each other in matrimonial comfort and desperation at hearing this news. I hold you as if my very tiloni were in peril. It is actually much worse, for I fear for you and for my family.

"My parents are still the High Priest of Qotal and High Priestess of Kiltzi even though their temples are in ruin and the gods are dispersed from the land. Are they the ones who can perform this rite? Do they know about the rite? And whom can it shield? Do we need to take Ana to Payit to see my parents? It has been years since they have seen their granddaughter. Can you check in on Chip and Tet for us while he is with his grandparents in Quezalici ? Poca can take us there faster by ship than crossing the House of Tesca like we did last time. Gods! I would rather just go find Loliath herself and cut her ever-loving-immortal heart out of her demon body, but maybe this is the best plan."

I try not to act like the irrational parent, and I know that as a Fox Knight, I should be more sure of myself. I can't think straight. I always rely on you to calm me and focus me. "We are a couple, Kitty. We need to decide this together. You wanted an adventure?"

I sit quietly for a moment looking back and forth between you, Teth, and Ana who has fallen asleep laying against Teth. Every part of me wants to scream out from the emotions that are threatening to drag me down. I can't though. You need my support, the kids need my excitement when they awaken. I need to tap into the Captain that I am. I pull out a way to deal with things that I haven't done in many, many years and allow myself to go numb. I know that I need to deal with this, but now isn't the time. Later... just... later.

Taking a deep breath, I look at you and place my hand on your cheek, rubbing you with my thumb, and give you a small smile. "Teth always gives us as much information she can. I don't think she has answers for your questions love." Looking at her, she nods to validate what I'm saying. "I think instead of Teth taking the kids back without us, we should make what's left of the day together. We'll all head back soon as it won't be long before the sun vanishes. We can go by the inn altogether for dinner. Teth, do you mind the kids staying with you tonight?" Shaking her head, I continue, "Alright, we'll send the kids with her and we'll go home and plan what we need to do and get so we can set sail as soon as possible to visit your parents. That seems the best start for figuring out what to do. Yes... I think we should do that."

I marvel at you. This is the Captain and leader that I admire coming forth. You have always managed the house in this way. Your love and empathy is apparent in how our children and myself love you so. But now, the goddess of you is planning our adventure and I fall into your plans as your Paladin. "Yes, love. Let the children play some more and then we shall go to the Inn. We have goodbyes to make. No need to prepare gear though. Poca will have everything ready I’m sure." I add in thought so Poca can hear, "Poca, Kitty and I want to leave for Payit in morning. Please prepare the ship. And for the thousandth time, I apologize for all the lovey dovey talk, though we can’t help it." I smile at you and hold your hand as I stand up and pull you up into my arms. I point to the sun heading west over the sea. We are going back to the sea again and I cannot help but be happy to run free with you on the open waves.

I lay my head against your chest as we embrace. For a moment, I struggle to maintain my composure, but I do. Once we pull away, we wake the kids and sit them down. They know our job, among what we do for our port, is protectors of Maztica. They love this and our stories that we've been able to share from it. Together, we explain that our job needs us and that it needs Ana for a bit too, meaning Chip needs to stay with grandma and grandpa for a bit. Both seem to be okay though surprisingly. Chip cries a bit, not wanting us to leave him, but accepts it fast after hugs and half a cookie. Ana asks many questions, but we decide to wait on giving her answers until we have already departed. We spend the rest of the time enjoying the scenic spot we're in: searching for shells, splashing in the waves as they crash against the sand, and running and playing. Not long after, the five of us venture back to Quezalici.

We all enjoy a dinner from the Inn, where we give a basic explanation to my parents about what the emergency is. They still struggle to understand us being avatars of the gods, but nonetheless, they happily agree to keep Chip. We express our goodbyes to them, Teth, and Chip before leaving. I tell you that I need to run an errand and that I'll meet you both at home, and with a quick kiss to both of you, I head off into the center of town. After almost an hour, I come home to see you've already gotten Ana settled in for the night. I head up to our room, which you follow naturally, and I sit down on the bed. My ability to maintain the numbness is fading, yet I look at you worried, "My love, how are you handling this?"

"Honestly? I’m scared shitless about taking Ana. Between you me and Poca, we can handle the voyage. Luckily Ibn Tulum where we can find Mother is a harbor town off the inner sea as well as Ulatos where Father is off the Eastern sea, at least I think he is still there. After the sundering and the fall of the temples, I no longer really know. But we can find them. There may be some over land searching and I just can’t imagine carrying a child with us, though I know we are the only ones who can properly protect her. She will need whatever protection we can find as fast as possible. I under the need. I just don’t like the risk. At all!

There is also Quezalici and Chip to consider too. We have no way of getting messages back and forth. We will have to trust Godslayer and Teth. Who knows where Kon is and Jacob is too busy. I know it is your job to worry about things but you asked. I am not comfortable, but I will do everything to protect you and our family. You know that. You know I love you and can’t stand to be apart for even minutes. For that I am glad to keep Ana near us. She is our cuddle bug. The rope trick will be a fine nursery as well as a haven. It wasn’t too long ago that she left our bed for her own room when Chip started kicking too much. She will like being with us. I’m trying to convince myself to like this. I know we will like being a threesome again. And it never stopped us from being a couple either, judging by your belly now. I guess I’m ok with this. Our love will pull us through this like it has always done before. I could not imagine doing anything without you.". We end up in an embrace and a kiss like we usually do after any discussion. It’s like an exclamamark in all our pillow talks. My need to touch you is answered by your need to touch me.

Laying in bed with you, I think how important it was for you to adapt our rope trick to having Ana with us. I remember how you specifically arranged Teth to watch her tonight. I feel the excitement of your motherly care , but sharing that responsibility in our life with the need for us to connect in this way. I cannot stop our kisses so I connect to you with our minds, "You made sure we would have this alone time before going. Thank you. We are alone with our bean who needs to see how much we love each other." I move my kisses down your body as I strip off your clothes and pull down your under garments to kiss below your belly button and say Hai to our baby bean. I feel your vulva on my chin and rub chin and nose and lips into you. I caress your mound with my forehead so that your public hair marks me with your scent. I am yours. I know this patch of hair and how the pressure on it makes you weep with moaning, even before my tongue finds your clit. The scent and taste and feeling of your most private parts are as familiar and as exotic as ever. The snuggling of your pussy parts makes me feel as manly as ever as well. My cock swells in recognition of you. You know every curve and ridge of my foreskin, as your finger rubs it or as it penetrates you and finds every know curve and ridge of your canal. We are mates. We remind each other of this connection with every makeout session and with every fucking. I look up at your face with eyes up turned and closed. I know you are feeling the sensation of my play. I feel the soft skin and hard muscles of your thighs twitch with anticipation of what comes after our foreplay and I cannot deny you anything. Reaching up, I pull my body across your and your eyes go wide as I enter you. We gasp together and join our bodies and celebrate once more our child, our children, our family, but most importantly ourselves. I feel your presence and my need to stroke my cock against pussy walls and touch head to womb, balls to bone. The need is great in our touch, but our dance is one of patience and practice. Our song rises in our throats as my cum cascades through you and you shudder to your own orgasm. We are lovers before all else and this alone time is our paramount importance to our long term relationship as much as it was when we were new lovers. Now we have bean to share in that and everything is fresh again, and my heart grows to include the bean in our growing family. I love on you and take my pleasure as do you, my love.

Every moment of our night is blissful loving. The benefit of having been married for five years now is that we know each other's bodies, the likes and dislikes we have, each sensitive spot and motion... and we use it. While it wasn't a perfect day, we still have something to celebrate, and celebrate we did! After our wonderful dance of love, we spent the rest of the night talking about our new bean, celebrating more, talking about our day, and even more celebration until we had worn ourselves out. It was like being adventurers our first time all over again, spending nights having talks and play interchangeably. We express our love for each other and then snuggle in our favorite way, falling asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, we wake up and make breakfast together, a last family activity before the adventure began. We made sure to make it as fun as possible: letting Ana pour pancakes, cutting fruit in fun shapes, cooking bacon and eggs as well, and plating it all to look like a silly face. We enjoy eating together before finally grabbing our packs and leaving home. With Ana holding both of our hands, we walk to the port fortunately living right by it. It's bright with the early morning sun and the markets and shops around us are slowly beginning to bustle with townsfolk. We arrive and greet Poca and the crew enthusiastically. Naturally, Poca makes sure we don't have any lice before allowing us to board, stopping me to tell me that my packages were already in the Captain's Quarters for me. As soon as we're on board, it's not long before we've set sail for the inner sea. It's been months since we've been out of port between patrols for the increased raids and homemaking, but we fall quickly back into our roles. Within moments, we've gotten the crew organized and we're calmly sailing to our destination.

I tell Poca to watch over the crew and that we'd be back after settling into the Quarters and having a quick discussion. He tells us he'll knock if we're needed, and picking Ana up and grabbing your hand, I take you both into our room. Our Quarters has our bed, sized to perfectly fit all three of us comfortably, along with an actual small table to eat and drink at, a desk for us to work at, and an area in the corner opposite the bed that's been set up with a few toys and games to entertain our children. We set our packs down by the door and I set Ana down on the bed. As soon as I do, you spin me around into your arms and passionately kiss me before saying, "Welcome aboard Captain," which I return with, "Thank you Captain." We smile and giggle at each other before I step out of your grasp to get two of the three packages on the table. I gesture for you to come see as I take them to Ana and place them beside her on the bed. "Okay Lady Ana, these are for you. Now, what we didn't explain well yesterday was that this is going to be your first ever adventure, just like the stories that Daddy and I tell you at bedtime. Adventures are a lot of fun, but they're also dangerous, so you're going to need your own tools just in case. Remember, these are not toys, they're your own tools so you have to take very careful care of them, understood?" Ana enthusiastically nods and then opens the packages. She opens it to find a small, dark brown leather armor set that appeared to be the perfect size for her and a shortsword that had obviously been made for someone of a short race due to its own shortened state. Upon seeing them Ana's eyes glow excitedly as she cheers. After letting her get some of her excitement out and expressing thanks for them, we help her don her new armor, which she immediately starts strutting around the room proudly wearing, which we both laugh and smile at. Wanting to go show it off to Poca and the crew, I warn her first that the sword stays in the Quarters until she learns how to use it and remind her the rules of the ship before sending her off to enjoy herself.

I turn to you and say, "Both were reasonably priced purchases. The sword was fortunately never picked up by the goblin that ordered it and the weaponsmith wanted it gone, plus the leatherworker was more than excited to make Ana an outfit despite the extreme time crunch. I promised both of them a Cobbler's Pie when we do return. What do you think? Do you like them? I think they'll make for useful gifts in case she needs the extra protection... Oh! The last package is for us. Well, all of us truly. Would you like to see?"

"What wonderful gifts! You have thought of everything except the kobold backpack and leash. We will need something to stop her from charging into battle without us! I will start sparring lessons first thing we are at open sea. She has the hearts of all the crew, so she will learn from us all. I only wish Angrath could have come with us. He melts under Ana's hugs, but he is needed in the defense of the city.

Now show me. What gift do you have for us," I ask, pulling you by the hips to me.

I giggle as I wrap my arms around you and kiss you lovingly. I pull away after a moment and grab the last package, open it, and show you our rope. I use the rope trick and start climbing, urging you to follow me as I disappear inside. Eagerly, you climb up behind me and as soon as your head pops in, you see the difference.

Our dimension seems to be a bit bigger than you remember, but still decorated the same way. A long, white curtain like the ones that adorn the ceiling spans the left side of our tent, hiding where our bed and the infinite tub is. You walk the length of the curtain, mesmerized by its appearance here. At the opposite end, you notice something new. I tiny kitchenette just big enough to make simple meals on. To the right, you notice our table and the fireplace exactly as it was, with a smaller curtained off area to the right of it. Excitedly, I rush over to you, practically bouncing as I walk. "You see, he said there wasn't enough time to turn our dimension into a mansion, but he was able to make it a bit bigger fortunately. I had him add the kitchen area for times when we, or mostly Ana, needs a break from rations. It should be stocked with bare essentials so we'd have to hunt for any meats. Come come!"

I grab your hand and take you to the smaller curtained area and pull the curtain open. Instantly, you see a small area with a few toys and a small bed with multiple stuffed animals on it. "I had this put in for Ana so she has her own space and bed when she's not sleeping with us. Much like her mother, I had to make sure she had all the stuffed animals she loves so much! She can drag the toys around as she pleases, they'll reappear there every time we reopen the portal." You take a look at it, examining everything before I take your hand and lead you to the big curtain, opening it and stepping through it, but holding it open while I speak. "Okay, this is the only real change as our bed and tub are still there, nothing new... but! This curtain is magical, as you can see, I can ste-" I am cut off as I close the curtain together. The area becomes silent until I open the curtain again. "-you can't hear anything if the curtains are pulled together. Now this is what was the biggest challenge because it's one-way magic, like the entrance. I can hear outside of the curtain in the main area despite the curtains being pulled, but the main area can't hear anything in our room. I wanted to make sure that we could enjoy ourselves without traumatizing our child when she's not in bed with us."

Excitedly, I bounce back over to you and give you a kiss. I look up expectantly as I ask, "What do you think love?"

"Incredible! I did not know you have architecture skills, too, my love. This will be a mansion to us with all this space, and a place for me to cook for you! You can spout out your cravings and I can be your short order cook. I do hope this bean does not want bleu cheese stuffed jalapenos roasted like Chip did. I don't think I can survive that spiciness of the room again. Please say this third child is calmer and likes yogurt. And the cur..." Yes, the magic of the curtain does work, though I do not like to talk without anyone hearing me, so I come back to the main room. "I have to say, the little side table with kitten ears, collar and silk rope is a nice touch, Kitty. Give me a kiss, my wife." I think I can catch you bouncing around. Your energy keeps you kissing me and bouncing back to new features to show me, and then back to kissing me again. I laugh and smile and share your excitement.

I giggle and squeal before throwing myself at you and giving you a kiss. We share a passionate make out session before I pull you back out of the tent and we resume our roles as Captains. I take the helm while you and Ana begin lessons. As I steer the ship, I watch you two proudly, seeing Ana fumble around the first day of learning and you lovingly showing her how to use her sword. Our first day back at sea was wonderful as we felt almost as if we had come home. Our life in Quezalici was perfect, there was no denying it, but like proper pirates, the sea still holds a place in our hearts, as it begins to do so for our children each time we take them on a voyage. That night, we enjoyed a feast with the crew. Ana won over the hearts of one of our crewmates as she sat in his lap and helped him win at three dragon ante. At the end of the night, we get into bed with Ana in between us and snuggle together. She snuggles her side up to you in her best attempt to lay her head on your chest just like Mommy does, but resigns to laying on your upper arm instead, and I snuggle up behind her, wrapping my arm over both of you. Sharing a loving smile and a kiss sent through the air to not disturb our daughter, we rest easily.

The ease of being at sea continues for two more days. By the late morning of day four, Ana is getting the hang of moving her sword around and you're just finally getting her to let you take a break from teaching her an hour after you'd tried to pause the lessons. You come up to kiss me and offer to take the wheel, but I deny and send you off since I'm enjoying it. We've already made the turn much earlier in the day to go from the Western Sea to the Inner Sea and are now sailing through a river that's just big enough to comfortably fit us. Just as you're leaving, we feel the boat struggle and everyone is thrown off balance as the bow slightly dips forward. As the ship settles, we sail slowly to a stop. I look at you with a cross of confusion and concern on my face.

"Poca! Explain!" I light my sword, run to place Ana behind me and check to see where everyone is.

I walk over and place a hand on your wrist and give you a gentle squeeze. "My love, it's okay. It's just an unlucky circumstance." I pick up Ana, who looks a bit frightened, and let her snuggle up to me with a hug and I ask, "How should we get unstuck?"

I make a nervous smile, but then give in to your confidence. You calm me. "He said 'Grab' I think we should ask the cook to make a salad of it. What do you think, Ana? Seaweed salad again? Poca, do you have any way to persuade seaweed to ungrab us?" I nonchelantly continue to look out for trouble above and beyond. I don't like this coincidence.

I look to the side of the boat to see what Poca sees. I evaluate his advice. My armor would weight me down alright, but the sword is a slashing weapon and would be at disadvantage in the water. "I believe Poca is talking to wrong Captain. Can you not use your Blast and push this animated seaweed off the hull?"

I come over with Ana laughing at your statement and we look down at the seaweed. I give Ana my crystal and places my hand over her tiny one, pulling her hand in and pushing it back out. Ana gets so fascinated over feeling the magic flow from my hand and through hers. It's a magical feeling, as you showed me so long ago after you'd taken that deep hit from the spider at the Underdark.

The two blasts send some of the seaweed through the water and off of the boat, but not much. In the release of the seaweed though, you think you see movement, but it's hard to tell without a lot of the seaweed out of the way.

I use my divine sense to fish out whether there is something amiss down there, evil or good. I know I saw movement. I search the shadows as well as my feelings.

"Hey Poca. Shall we have fresh fish for dinner. It’s fishing time." I consider trading my sword out for a trident, but the sword is already lit so I guess the odds of hitting something in the water comes out about the same. I ask for some heavy rope or chain that I can tie onto me to help me lower and raise myself. I’ll be the bait and the hook. "If I can get the fish out from the seaweed, can you do your magic, Kitty? Maybe it’s Merfolk and you can charm it. We have to find out what the magic is here and then I can dispel it. "

I take a good breath and dive down to walk on the bottom of the river and check out the fishie

"Of course my love!" You get all fastened up in a rope that’s tied around you and to your armor. Ana and I give you a kiss on each cheek before you dive in.

Initiative roll.

"Here (blurb) fishie (blurb) fishie!"

I attack the left one

Kit struggles to see what's happening, but when she notices blood mixing with water, her heart stops. She puts Ana down telling her to stay put, and without wasting time to tie up to a rope, she dives in. Immediately, she casts two blasts at the "fish" on the right. Her attack nails it square in the chest!

"Way to blast them, Mrs Teocalli!"

"Thank you Mr. Teocalli!"

I deal with the fish first trying to break their spell one just cast. I hope one slash will kill the left of not I’ll continue, otherwise I’ll attack the right.

I swim over and put my arms around you so that I can get pulled up as well. "Shall we get dry love?"

I hold your hand and we swim up out of the bloodied waters and the shark’s frenzy. We do not waste a minute getting out of the waters and onto the deck. Poca has towels for us, but he has to wrap them around both of us, as we are kissing unabashed. It would have lasted longer except Ana wanted to be part so we had to squeeze her in and rewrap the towels.

We stand there for a few minutes enjoying being a snuggly, wet family. Finally, we put Ana down and dry her off as she's only damp from the experience. As she runs off to play below deck and Poca has taken the wheel as we're both a bit preoccupied and the seaweed has receded with the fishes gone, I grab your hand and pull you into the captain's quarters where we undress each other and get in the tub together, washing each other clean of the encounter. As it tends to, bathing each other turns into taking a slow inventory of each other's bodies, despite knowing them better than our own by now.

I hold your cheeks and lean in, kissing you gently, yet very lovingly. I continue your gentle kisses from your lips and along your jaw as I move my hand to do so, and then to your ear. I gently kiss the edge of your ear before whispering, "Just imagine my love, before long, our little bean is going to cause me to fill with sweet milk again. I can't wait to feel your lips on me, sucking on me, enjoying my taste..." I press my chest against yours to emphasize the lovely melons that you very much enjoy drinking the nectar of.

I love you sitting on my legs with your knees up on either side of my chest. I get to wrap my arms around your legs and back and clasp my fingers together, or scrub your soft back and hips and up the sides of your body to hold your shoulders and back down. As you talk and whisper to me, I feel your hips grind into my hardon and your breasts press into my chest. Your teeth nibbled nipples are large and brown and, right now, hard. I feel them in my chest hair, rubbing my own hard male nipples. The whole sensation of our bodies touching in the soapy water thrills me.

Your whispered words, however, set me off. You feel my cock respond to every syllable and rub against your genitals as your breathe send pleasure down my spine. As you talk about your breasts, I know that you still don't imagine them as the most sensual part of you, but you have grown to appreciate how they satisfy my kink on bring your big hungry baby, your man that feeds off of you. I don't indulge too much, as I know you have a survival instinct to protect the milk for our children, but a little every now and again tastes so sweet, like warm, sweet, ice cream.

Chip is only three, so you still nurse him occasionally. Your nipples even now leak milk as you play with me and rub yourself on my chest. You have not dried off, though your fertility has returned enough for us to have our third child. Even Ana still tastes you to stake her claim on your milk, when she cuddles up with us, naked in bed before you wrap yourself up with pajamas and sweatshirts. This never stopped any of us for gaining access to those breasts, though, given that we bought nursing wraps to make it easy for yourself, and so, easy for us to access.

I see you teasing your melons, but I know I can coax them to wetness. I start to massage them lightly with both hands as you talk about them to me. Pushing you back, I can bend my back enough to pull one into my mouth. You moan like you never did before having a child, My tongue is tasting the leaked milk around the nipple, but I let my lips close in and give a kiss and then a suck. There is no flow, so I push my face into the creamy milk chocolate globe of soft gland and suck harder. In only a few seconds, I hear you feel it. The milk drops down from your milk glands and begins to shoot into my mouth. That nectar is so sweet, that I lose myself in its treat, but I cannot ignore the sensation that your body is feeling with the dropping of the milk. It is it's own orgasm. The fire in your breasts happens at the same time as the same feeling happening as a fire in your pussy. Your grinding gets incessant, as I try to hold onto your breast in my mouth. My cock gets as wide and tall as it can. I want to return this milk in the form of creamy cum and you know that a spontaneous fountain might explode from my free cock at the sensation of your body wiggling around the focal point of my mouth on you. You have not had milk flow in a couple of days, and Chip is not here to drink his fill, so I indulge myself. I drink long and hard, as you scream for satisfaction beyond the giving of sustenance and pleasure and passion. It doesn't take you much wiggling to find your way to bring your pussy down onto my cock and start sliding up and down, my lips still locked on you. I let go and you fall back onto me hard. I reach back to the other breast that has already dropped and was shooting a thin beam of milk all over my shoulder. I place my face in front of that stream and let it pour down my mouth. You do not hold still, however, as you grind and screw on me. I have to lock my mouth on this fresh breast and suck and drink. I drink you dry with abandon like I never do. What was a tease, is now wild passion. You are a mother. You are a wife. And more importantly you are a woman who needs to feel that orgasm that I started in you but you are going to finish. Using my cock as your toy, you ream yourself and squeeze until you can feel my cock engorge and let loose my creamy milk. At this point, even I loose my concentration on your sopping wet breasts, and hold you tight against myself and push the water back and forth to have you ride me. I move under your body more and more so you can relax and feel your own orgasmic pleasure. After you relax completely against me, I can still feel your milky breasts lying down on me and my cock twitches again, to your surprise and gasp. I moan and you giggle, as we rest up a bit and wait until we are ready to go again. I say, "Kitty, I think I drank you dry. Bean will need more than that. I'm willing to make the sacrifice and work with you to keep your production up. I'll do anything for you as your husband."

I laugh before I respond, "Oh love, what an offer! That is the sweetest, most selfless, definitely sacrificial act you could do for me." Sarcasm is dripping humorously from each word as I grin against your shoulder where I'm resting my head.

I am glad to see your sarcasm in full force. "There. There. Rest. I am always here for you. Whenever you need to release the tensions in your chest, I'll be here to relieve the pressure." I stoke your hair and run fingers down your spine. Your weight on my body is wonderful. I can hold you like this for all time. Never would I grow bored of this. You can rely on my trustworthiness in this and in all things. "You did trust that I would come back up from being attacked by those fishies? I loved that you dove down to join me, but you weren't afraid for me, were you? I was about to try to command that big mean shark to help me. We will have to take risks again. He will have to trust each other in ways that no townsperson would understand. How do you feel about this adventure, Kitty?"

Laying there, relaxed with you, post coital bliss, it’s all so perfect. The question makes me tense though. "Well... I’m terrified! I keep on a brave face for our daughter, buy the pressure is intense! There’s no wiggle room, it’s just us, we have to protect each other and Ana. And I don’t... I can’t... I can’t fail. It’s such a heavy weight, it wants to pull my head under, but I can’t fail either of you! Who knows how hard this will get and failure could mean one of our lives, her life, her safety, the safety of the land... I just want to go home, get our son, have simple adventures for once, and enjoy our family and our upcoming bean." I start to cry, letting out what I’ve been holding back.

"Remember when we finished fighting that abolith? Godslayer was still Stormy then. We all protected each other. You saved his life and he slew the beast. We will work together. How many times have you saved my life or I yours? We all fall. We all suffer. But we do it together and we go on fighting. I shall never tire of protecting you." I hold you tight, squeezing the anxiety out of you. "Maybe we will settle down in Quezalici and not want to adventure or sail over deep water. If that day comes, we will go down to the beach and have a worry free picnic or climb the mountains of Nexal to stay in some hotel and never want to go any further. You will be my Captain and I'll stay home with the kids. We will split sides and play futball in the back yard. I'll burn something on the firepit outside and smother it with tomatilla salsa so you wont notice. I'll give you a drink potent with oxayl and you won't even taste the burned parts. We will still be happy and I will still laugh at your jokes. It will all happen in time. The world will need other heroes besides ourselves and we can be the ones who send them off on quests like this one."

I continue to cry a bit despite your tight hold. I long for that now, I'm tired of waiting for it. Why must we have to put our lives on hold so often? You still make a good point though. I pull back and look at you, eyes puffy from crying and a bit of a pleading gaze as I ask, "Just promise me we and the kids will make it to that point. I don't want to raise them without you or miss out on their lives or have Mom and Dad raise them because we're not here. Promise me we'll be careful."

I melt when you cry. My heart reaches out and my chest grow tight, though it is never a feeling I shirk away from. I want to feel this way when you cry, so that I will always be connected to how you feel and how deeply, for your emotions are important to me. I will always want to participate in your concerns and anxiety and protect you as best as I can from any danger. Most of the time it is only to listen to you. Sometimes like these, it is only to promise I will take care of myself so that you will feel no loss. "I promise love. We will be as careful as we can be while getting the quest done. Any clue as to how to do that?"

I look up at you with a sense of hope in my response. "We find your mother, Margharita. I have no doubt that she'll know what to do!" My face shifts though as a new look crosses my eyes. I squeeze you, still inside me, and ask, "My love, don't you think we should celebrate our bean one more time...?"

Instantly my dick grows against your constricting flesh. I feel those walls of muscle and nerves try to strangle me and I remember how our daughter and son have traveled out of you that way, and yet still you worked hard to work yourself back to that tight pussy I know. It makes your vanity oh so more seductive when you do this to me, that I cannot resist you, as if I would ever try! As you try to hold me in place, I roll on top of you. My mouth goes for your neck and I suck on the nape of the neck that most tickles and excites you. My hands finger into your hair with my thumbs gently rubbing your cheek. You lose focus and release my dick to move inside of you. I give you my best massage inside you, rapidly moving back and forth, while my mouthful of kisses moves down your neck. "Kitty, my Kitty, my precious Kitty. Yes! Yes, lets celebrate. Celebrate your motherhood once again!" We sing to each other in moans and groans, letting our such song that it tries the very magic of the curtain. Ana does not stir, while we enjoy the act of making a brother or sister for her. We will celebrate for 9 months more yet until that time, where you will sing your songs to fill our ears and hearts with birth! How beautiful Ana's birth was and how nearly terrifying was Chip's. For now I hear you sing to yourself getting yourself so excited. You have learned how much a turn on it is to make this noise. How important it was to install these curtains. I let out a roar as I approach my own orgasm, to set you off. "I want to cum together!"

Your lips on my neck and hand in my hair... it's so easy to get lost in your touch! This is why all of our children before this had "just happened," our desire and need for each other is so alluring, we can't resist one another. Getting lost drops my guard and I feel you moving inside me. You know every spot to hit that makes me moan, whine, scream, lose myself, whatever you want. Your assault on me is fast and unrelenting, we are harmonic in our very loud song, and neither of us are short on pleasure! We both knew this dance of ours would continue until the moments before our fourth because the number of children has changed now lol bean enters the world. Ana's birth had been truly beautiful and despite the horrifying events before, Chip and Tet's birth was extremely bonding for us! I couldn't wait for the main event 9 months away, I hadn't truly expressed how much I enjoyed the event, but with it being just the two of us, I was ready to spend every second of labor and as much of the birth as possible locked in your embrace.

I pulled out of the erotic place my mind has drifted to, noticing that I've increased in volume thinking about the event, and we're both on the edge. Your roaring request is enough to send me over the edge as we both scream out our victories, coating each other in the juices of our conquests. I pull your lips to mine as I kiss you passionately, "Thank you my love, I look forward to celebrating our fertility each moment we can!" You speak your own agreement to that and we part, finally bathing properly before getting out and going to bed ourselves.

The rest of our trip is fortunately uneventful. It's been about two weeks from when we left Quezalici as the suctioned seaweed did a bit of damage that needed repair first. We finally dock in Ibn Tulum! The town is a small, bustling place, much like home, but instead of signs of sand everywhere, there's evidence of the local jungles around the harbor's borders. We gear up and head into the town, leaving Poca to manage handling the ship with the portmaster. As we make our way through town, you have one hand in mine and the other holding Ana on your hip. Walking through the main path through the town, we stop short of the plaza. We are surrounded by homes, shops, market stalls, and alleys that all interconnect each pathway to another. From above, the city would almost look like a web of paths.

Ana's attention seems fixated on something and she starts squirming to get down from your hip. I start scanning the pathway we've walked and the plaza that we stand at the entrance of for the High Priestess. "My love, where would she be? Do you think she's established a small temple here?"

The journey on the Skulker, especially through the bat caves, was wonderful. We fell into old memories of making this trip from Far Payit so long ago. We are no longer that couple that didn't even know how to cuddle without falling into a frenzy of new feelings. We certainly aren't the teenagers of Aum that experienced that aching feeling of love and sensual sex with each other for the very first time. We are a family and our love has grown into a long lasting trust and friendship based our undeniable physical and emotional need for each other and our biologically driven need to protect and nurture our children. I am so glad we have made this trip to renew our time and remind us just how far we have come. Holding onto you and Ana on the bowsprit as Poca pushes the Skulker through the surf will always be a favorite memory of mine. I love creating new memories that we can tell our children when they have grown and forget what an adventure we all experienced. And Ana has taken to the sword nicely. She has become to terror of the decks as she chases the poor Poca around with her wooden sword, though I suspect he loves it. More than once, he has had to resort to a water weird to lift her off her pursuit, which only makes her want to repeat the chase another time.

Returning to Ibn-Tulum was not as pleasant. The beautiful town has lost its charm of a being a center of the arts and music. The streets are quieter now than the bustling music filled streets that we walked as a couple with Ana in your belly, right before our wedding. Now Ana gets to see her grandmother's town for the first time. Though she is excited, I feel a bit of a loss of the old charm and magic. The music is gone. The gods are gone. Everywhere are the vender barkers and bland food sellers. The temples are empty except for the various merchants that have taken up occupancy in the temple street steps and foyer.

"Maybe she is here. I do not know how Margharita could lower herself to these conditions. She was ever so concerned about her looks and cleanliness. However, if there were an orphanage, I would look there as well. She would not care for her looks or the conditions if children were needing her. Let's go ask one of these venders. You sir, do you know the whereabouts of the High Priestess to Kiltzi these days?"

"Well sir, I was born here, right inside that old temple that you are selling clothes out of. Do you have anything in pastel green for a maternity dress?" I gesture back to you, and pull out a gold piece to put on his palm. "Times have diminished, but time continues on. Does not Kiltzi's love bless this community?"

"Thank you Gerond. I'll tell mother that." I place the dress in the pack and take you by the hand and walk on to the orphanage. As I do, I talk to you through our link. "I apologize for ruining a shopping opportunity. The dress probably wont fit and is the wrong color. I knew I had to take something, or we would not have been able to leave him. He was mother's personal dressmaker at the Temple. He doesn't seem to know that I recognized him, and in this day, that is safer. I could not draw attention to him giving out information to a stranger, or worse, a son of a priestess. I let him know who I was, but I will be more circumspect to those I do not trust. There is a desperation in this town that I do not like. Times are indeed hard, or rather, they are ordinary, without worth or salt or joy. I cannot place it. My Divine Sense does not find anything good or bad."

I pull your hand up to kiss it as I respond, "It's more than alright my love, we didn't exactly come for here for wares. Besides, the dress is still lovely and I can probably fit it now instead of when I am big with belly. And honestly, you grew up here. I wouldn't be surprised if people eventually recognized you. The less that do, the better, but we'll manage just fine. But sensing nothing is better than sensing something bad. Seems the faith of those here have been shaken though, which is to be expected. Let's get Ana safe and then we can worry about the times of these people. As selfish as it is, I'd like to tend to the safety of our daughter before tending to the happiness of others." I squeeze your hand as we continue the rest of our trip to the orphanage.

"Of course Ana. Go play! But remember to introduce yourself and ask to be friends, especially the shy ones that may need a little help being friends. Then find MooMoo. She'll be reading books about now. Go!"

I stand back and watch her run to the playground. I put an arm around you and pull you tight and smile with you. I think to you, "She doesn't have her wooden sword with her, does she?" I continue to grin tightly, hoping not to see a play battle commence in an orphanage.

I giggle at, what anyone else would look like my child getting to be a child, but is actually at the question that only I can hear. Keeping a smile as well, I wrap my arm around you too and think in response, "I snuck it out of her pack and tucked it away behind a barrel just at the entrance to the ship. Let's just hope she doesn't supplement it with a stick." I laugh a bit more before squeezing my arm that's around you. "Come love, let's go find your mother."

"Greetings Mother. You actually look happy to see us! Sorry that we are dropping in so suddenly on you, there being no pluma messages being sent these days and all. But we brought Anacaona with us, there, precariously on top of the climbing structure being a pirate. The twins are safe at home.

I thought you would be with the children. Its where you always wanted to be if the stress of the Temple got too much. And now there is plenty of time for them, thanks to ...Uhti. Plus, Gerond told us you would be here. He says that he has that special order for you. Are you up to something Mother?"

I chuckle uncomfortably, "Well that's just it... this isn't completely a social call Margharita... Ana, sweet girl, come, let's go play with the other kids, Mommy and Daddy need to talk with MooMoo for a bit, okay?" I get up and take Ana's hand and leave the room to lead her back to the other children, pulling the door closed as I do.

"You are as perceptive as always, Mother. I hate to jump into our problems right away, but it may be urgent."

Having hugged her, I would know that there is no disguise self spell in operation. I use my Divine Sense to verify her goodness. Only then do I proceed.

"Our issue is not as simple as a disease though. Remember that we banished Loliath from Nexal? Well, she said that she would return and turn our people into beasts again through what she called the viperhand and then she said she would even use our children against us. Antethoe spoke with the Oracle and found out that Loliath has been attempting to kidnap a child of the gods. We suspect the target is Ana as a child of our double tiloni, though I also would include Quezali as a possible target for the same reason. Kitty and I have thwarted at least one such attempt on Ana's life, but beast activity around Quezalici has increased and even Godslayer can't be everywhere at once. He is talking with the barbarian elders to see what defenses can be negotiated. We have come to you for help on a protection spell for Ana. I doubt Quezali needs protection now."

I walk back in during your explanation and sit down with you. "Yes, please! Teth said there’s an old ritual that could be performed?"

" Funny enough, the mastiff drool is not that hard, but feather of the winged serpent? I only know the guardian of the Pyramid to the Gods and that's behind us in the House of Tezca. Would there be another nearer to Father? Wait, did you say that you have not heard from him? Since the sundering? or some other time? When was the last you have heard from him? Especially at our wedding, I knew that you two didn't get along and I was sad for that, but you don't speak? Why didn't you tell me that he has gone missing?"

Always shaken when his mother speaks to him, he grows quiet, but recovers enough self worth to ask another question. "I'm sorry Mother. I know we are all concerned for his safety. Do you know where I might start to look for him and discover where his quest might go?" I reach and hold your hand for solidarity but mainly just for comfort.

I squeeze your hand tightly, thinking to you, "Deep breath love, it's alright."

"Much better with you holding my hand and reminding me to breathe. You know how tense I get with Mother around. She is different now, not quite as judgmental and pedantic as before. Maybe she has seen that I am my own knight and that you are indeed the unrealized goddess. Do you think she is respecting us for once?"

I give you a kiss before you can formulate a thought on the subject. It was more rhetorical and I did not need an answer. I watch as Ana goes and hugs MooMoo with the force of a hurricane. Ana isn't the only child who gives hugs without a thought when Mother is around. I think I see her differently now. I turn back to you and contemplate your questions.

"I feel good. We seem to be on the same road that took us to our wedding in Ulatos. Yulus's temple was there. It is a grand city and with the war all but gone, it is thriving with all kinds of trade. Still, it is too far to circumnavigate Far Payit. We will have to travel over land, though the jungles and into the plains, across all of Payit and to the northeastern shore , beyond which lies only our little temple and the two visages of the People of the True World, where we said our vows before Qotal. We will ride Spirit, since the pluma lifts no longer run the trails, and you are not as far along with bean as you were with Ana, no matter how much minor illusion you tried to use. But tonight, let us enjoy Ibn-Tulum. Let us light a bonfire on top of the Temple to Kiltzi and commune with the winds. Ana has never seen a midnight candle ceremony on the grand ziggurat dedicated to her Mom."

I smile brightly at your idea, "That would be lovely! I think we'd all enjoy that, and she'll be thrilled to have a reason to be awake 'when the adults are.' Come, let's go settle things with Poca while Ana listens to her grandmother's stories. They could use the bonding time and I'll take as many seconds of just us as I can before we set out." I lean in and kiss you before rising to my feet, pulling on you as I do, giggling.

As we leave the room we're in, we see Margharita talking with two of the aides, her gestures while contained, show a bit of wildness to them as if she were in a panic but trying to hide it. As we approach, we hear her frantically whisper to the two girls who look ready to cry, "No! There was a little girl here of 5 years that isn't an orphan! That's my granddaughter! Are you telling me that you can't find my granddaughter?!"
The aide that had summoned Margharita timidly spoke, "Please understand Lady Margharita, I did not know! I collected all the children from outside playing and they were all orphanage children, no one told me there was a visiting child! We will search outside!"

I freeze in place for a moment, sure that my heart has stopped. Ana tends to be easily distracted, but she wouldn't ever just run off! "Duke..." I quietly say, unable to ask the question I fear is reality. You doubt for a moment this is possible as you just saw her, but you quickly realize the child you saw hug Margharita wasn't Ana, but an orphanage child who looked a lot like her from the distance we were. Ana is missing.

A child, being near enough to hear what's being said but was unnoticed, comes up and tugs at your mother's clothes. "Lady Wita? She was pwaying with me and just stopped and walked away. I towd her we can't leave the pwayground but she said she must appwoach and went to a man in a bwack dwess. I think her Daddy came for her." The young boy smiled, thinking he'd saved the situation.

I quickly grab a branch off the nearest tree and strip it to a dousing twig and cast Locate Object for Ana's necklace. If she is still within 1000 feet of me I can locate her. If she comes within 30 feet of me, she will be able to shake off the charm from my Aura of Devotion. I grab Kitty's hand and rush forward to follow the twig.

My mind reels. Squeezing and letting go of your hand, I slowly approach the dark mage. "You don't want to die. If you kill her, I will chase you all the way to the other world entrance at the Great Pyramid, but Loliath herself will be waiting inside to torture you for eternity for killing her prize. You may not harm her including taking her away from her father and mother. Let her go."

"Don't attack him, Kitty. I am compelling him to fight me instead of harming her or running."

I move up to him and cast Compelled Dual.

"Please be careful love!"

My heart stops. But my mind races. I pickup Ana and press her to my body and immediately lay on hands to pump healing spirit into her. I turn with a teary eye to pull you close. Not being able to hide my panic, I try to calm you, "She'll be ok, love. She'll be ok... She will be ok!"

"I hate magic!" I shake off the illusion, stand up and charge the last of my 15 movement, drawing my sword and slash! I do not light the fire but rather use my bonus action and shield feat to shove him prone. I critical hit him for 33 hit points. I slip as I go for the shove, but hope my strength is still enough against a mage/warlock thingy.

I rush in, crossing the distance between myself and Ana and scoop her up. Turning her away from the villain, I teleport the two of us 30ft behind you to get her as far as I can from him.

Naturally, he takes his opportunity to cast a blast at me, hitting me square in the back for 26 damage. I happily eat every bit of the damage too keeping Ana safe.

He gets even more irritated to find out I am truly adept at killing mages I attack with my sword

Now I use my bonus action to light my sword in radiant light and attack!

"I'll spare your life, if you tell me who sent you and where I might find them. Save your neck!"

Bearing down on the mage, I attack again and use my shove as my bonus action against his strength. I crit! for 23 points and most likely shoved him prone.

"Kitty, your medallion. What will he not tell us? Where is the threat?"

Grabbing my medallion before the prone mage can do his turn, I focus on his thoughts. "In his surface thoughts, he's in a panic. He's on the verge of death and struggling with whether to fight against us or to giving up that Loliath wants Ana in hopes that we'll spare him and he can run."

I feel a spell coming on as he makes the arcane words and gestures. If it’s a charm, I know I am completely immune due to my Aura of Devotion. Also, because of my Aura of Protection, I get an additional +3. Nevertheless, I try to resist and then take my opportunity attack from my featbof slaying mages as a grapple to hold him for more probing by Kitty.

"Kitty. Come nearer to me within my 10 foot Aura. Ask him questions and keep probing For where he was taking Ana and what is there."

Kit felt the same magic trying to claim her, shaking it off easily too. She crosses the distance that Duke asked, holding Ana to her chest. Looking down at the mage, she asks, "Where were you taking her?"

I cast a holding spell, wanting to help make sure he can't get away easily, and asks you, "Are you able to cast a truth circle?"

"I can now that my Compel Duel spell is broken."

Whether or not the true spell works, you can prove his mind for thoughts. Those are more reliable than spoken words

I probe his thoughts on the surface and tell you, "He's lying, he wants to blame your mother to give us a new target that isn't him. He's just trying to save his own skin. What do you want to do with him?"

Now that I have him grappled, I try to pin him so he cannot do the somatic parts of his spells. "who will be there besides my mother?"

"What was he really thinking?"

I also look over the mage and his clothes to see if the robes might fit you...

"There seemed to be some truth to that. There are 5 other mages, but he was to lead the ritual."

"I'm not entirely sure I can handle five mages..."

"Then I eagerly look forward to using the best practices in trying these on you later."

A glint appears in my eye despite the serious tone of my thought. "Focus love, kidnapper, crying toddler... I look at the mage and ask, "Who is 'the Queen?'"

"Lies, I saw Loliath in his mind before he spoke."

"But the zone of truth is on him and I still do not trust Uhti. It is not an untruth that Uhti is Queen now."

"Let's question your mother then under the zone of truth too. If she relents to it and doesn't fight it, I'll be more inclined to believe her than him. I'll use my medallion to see what she thinks as well. Besides, Ana's still shaking and I'd like to get her back and calmed down."

"Let's bring the mage in ropes to the temple. Find and take his focus. I know not of any eagle knights anymore. The town guards are lazy and worthless. Maybe mother knows what to do with him, though I do not trust her to be fair. A kidnapper of children, especially her own grandchild, will not receive equal and fair treatment. Perhaps we should bring him to Uhti? That seems to be her realm now."

"I will follow your lead love. I'm not one to decide right now as I'm in the same stance as your mother. He kidnapped and threatened to kill our daughter! The same child that we brought into the world while holding each other as I pushed her out and into our midwife's frozen hands!! Not even Kiltzi can be heard over my desire to slit his throat!!!" The more I mentally talk to you, the more you can see a look cross over my face of pure anger as I tear up, letting a few tears be shed.

As I smother you in my embrace, I hide your face from the mage. Turning to him, I tell m, "Mage, do you see the anguish that you have caused this mother, my love of loves. Repent your ways. You do more harm than you realize following such a false god as the Spider Devil. Maztica will judge you now. We are a land of fairness. No goddess will rise above others now. Uhti will see to it. The good and powerful Uhti rules now." The last sentence sticks in my throat. I wipe the tears off your cheek with my kisses. "Let us get Ana out of this alley. I will pull the mage if I have to. Let's be gone from here." I lead everyone back to the temple. MooMoo rushes to pickup her granddaughter that she has not touched for a year or so now. We explain what had transpired and lock him up in one of the towers of the orphanage. I take his robes and all of his components and focus.

Walking back, I gather control of my tears. Carrying Ana as we walk, I speak softly to her in her ear and rub her back, calming her down. Once we enter the orphanage, I put her down as Margharita rushes up and takes her, loving on her endlessly as she listens to what happened. Her MooMoo performs the protection spell on her and takes her to bond with her while you take the mage up to a tower. I, more harshly than I mean to, firmly instruct the aides to not let Ana get out of their sights while we're visiting. They all seem to understand that I'm currently a very scared mother and don't get upset with me. Even with the spell on her, I don't want her left alone again while we're in this town.

I proceed back to the room that we'd talked in earlier that day, where you find me, my face in my hands, crying. I look up when I realize someone's there and I say with an emotion filled voice, "I just need a moment, I'll be ready to leave for dinner soon, I promise. I know Ana must be starving! I'll be ready in a moment, I apologize." I try hard to regain control over the emotions I'm expressing, but I'm not doing a good job yet.

My adrenaline is still pumping as I put the mage away after tie his hands so he can’t do any somatics and then gag him so he can’t do any verbal spells. I don’t like doing this to even a prisoner, but magic users are too dangerous not to take precautions in such an insecure place as this. I have my task and I do it well. It is only when I go find you again, that the emotional impact of the event starts to explode past my focus. Then hearing you cry, I focus again on you instead. My chest no longer feels strained and empty. I fill it with my concern for you. First I duff my breastplate and then move to sit next to you. Though you are trying to pull yourselves together and put a smile on your pain, I will have none of that. Alone in the room, I draw you weeping faces to my shoulder and hold you. My eyes tear up as well. I cannot speak. I don’t need to. Our embrace is enough to bolster both of us. While one hand combs your hair, I place one in our bean to remind you that we have a larger family to think about. "Everybody is safe. Ana is under her MooMoo’s protection. Your parents and Angrath protect the boys and I am here for our bean and for you. We are surrounded by friends and family. You can be as emotional as you like for as long as you like. Dinner can wait."

Long ago, I would've insisted that you not duff your armor or try to console me, but I knew better. There was no stopping you. As soon as my head touched your shoulder, I fell apart. Wrapping my arms around you, I bury my face in your neck and sob. It isn't until you speak that I start to calm. I pull back and look at you, seeing your own tears in your eyes. Placing my hand on your cheek, I look into your eyes and see that while you're not expressing it, the impact isn't easy for you either. "I know everyone is safe, they are now. He took her... just walked away... I just... are you alright? You just reacted so fast, thank you for finding her my love."

I cherish these moments that we just hold onto each other and let the world’s troubles slip by. I am torn up by Ana being ripped from us, but I feel better when I do something! Like consoling you. I listen to your heartbeat slow and feel your body relax in my arms. At your words I think a bit. "I wasn’t thinking or letting me emotions do anything but drive me to do something. I’m sorry if I was cold and calculating. Knew my Locate spell had a limited range. I knew I would have to get right up in that guy’s face to do anything to him. Oh love... when I saw Ana dead on the floor and I could not heal her, though!... you were the strong one and saw through the illusion. I’ll never be as comfortable with magic as you are. The deception ... One can use magic for such evil! Even when Ihti says she is doing good, I hate it. The magic of it all makes me cringe. Oh love, not your magic! You use it from the heart. It’s the heartless magic of this made that has made me focus on mage slaying. I just don’t know if I can take five that powerful all at once. We may need to use magic against magic. We have to break the circle."

"I think calculating was the right call love, don't be sorry. But I can't imagine seeing her like you did, I'm so sorry!" I lovingly rub at your forearm until you state that you hate magic. I recoil a bit, but you reassure me that you don't have a problem with my magic wielding. "If anyone is capable of breaking the circle, it's us. It's a good thing you have a witch on your side," I smirk before kissing you affectionately. "Are you better love? Do you want to go to dinner?"

"You are my beautiful witch. Yes, let's get some dinner and an early evening to bed. We will have to skip the starlit pyramid tonight. We will want to start out for the cave as soon as I can get a good 8 hour long rest in. I need my to rejuvenate my connection to Kiltzi again." I say this and kiss you lovingly, I know to reconnect with you skin to skin after such an emotional outburst on both our parts. I don my breastplate with your help. I grope your breasts and you feel up my smooth balls. "Dinner first my love."

I let out a groan that's both frustration and desire. "Alright, dinner first," I whine with a smirk on my face.

The four of us go to the inn for dinner and talk. Margharita offers to keep Ana for the evening and all of tomorrow while we're dealing with the mage circle. At first, I'm against it, anxious to have Ana out of our sight, but you both calm me and remind me that Margharita can keep her safe and renew the protection on her if we take too long... so I agree. After dinner, we watch them walk back to the temple. We see Gerond pass your mother as they walk and while it's not spoken in the moment, we're both pretty sure we saw him wink at her as she blushed. We waited until they were out of sight and while my heart aches, I get a bit excited.

Grabbing your wrist, I lead you upstairs to our room and climb up our rope. Once you enter as well, you see me duffing my armor with a glint in my eye. "My love, we have the tent to ourselves, and I do believe I was promised that someone would keep my milk flowing for our fourth child... and my breasts are aching to be sucked..."

I groan. Thank the gods, I think, that we altered your armor back in Nexal. Not only does it adjust for your growing belly and full breasts, but I can get the armor off you faster. I touch you. I feel your skin, and my mind races to how many times I have touched your skin and how I never know how much it makes my heart pump harder to feel it. "My love, do you feel it, too? It seems like an age to be together without a child underfoot. I cherish these moments, every second, with you." I touch you again with outstretched fingers, then palm down on your nipple. I probe my tongue in between your lips and pull you to bed. Turning you around, I straddle you. I smile and wait for your smile. As I look at you, I see nothing but a woman, spicy... riotous... enticing. I lower my lips onto your breast as you arch your back up to me. Sucking the Kitty juice from you, I kneel down after taking my fill, I sip from your pussy and play with your clit. Groaning and biting your lip, I drive you to a place of pleasure. I keep it up until you orgasm and I feel your wave that your body makes when you don't think about it. I enjoy watching you get off like this. Before you finish, I ride up on you and play with my cock on your vagina. As you notice me leaning into you, I give you another smile and plunge myself into you. I fill you and take my turn at pleasure, not that you mind. With every stroke, I lose myself. Taking your body up with my strong hands, I drive harder. I enjoy your body now as much as enjoy your company every day of my life. I strain my muscles. I feel myself inside you. I can't resist the touch and sensibility of the inside of your canal. I think about how we made our little bean, our whole family. I cum inside you and reach down to kiss you open mouthed and hungry. Pressing you against the bed with my weight, I am your blanket.

I smiled happily as we finished, my body satiated and warm. I wrap my arms around you and kiss you lovingly before a yawn escapes my lips. "Either the day has been draining or my exhaustion levels are starting to hit me as it bean grows. How are you feeling love? Are you nervous for tomorrow?"

"I’m terrified by tomorrow. We still have no plan to divide or sneak up in the mages. I suspect we will rely upon your disguise and devotion a bit but I can only charge it. Perhaps you can to old trope of bringing me in as a prisoner. And have Ana as a silent illusion.

I am concerned about you love. You are more tired of late. Let me know i May carry you around in my arms all day."

"Creating a child is a lot of work, but there's nothing to be concerned about. I'm just as tired as I was when I was carrying Ana, and still just as capable. But no love, I don't need to be-"

My eyes light up as an idea strikes me. "Carried! That's it!" With a confused look on your face, I squirm out from under you and sit up so I can be as animated as I need to be when I get an idea. "I'll walk in with you behind me. I heard his voice, I can cast his voice as mine and say that I charmed you into bringing her for me. Then I can cast the illusion of her and step out of the way for them to see! Once their guard is down, we can launch a surprise attack! I can cast an illusion of darkness around as many as I can to help you pick them off easier, almost like the reverse of what I did with Camatotz back at Quezalici! What do you think?"

"Will the illusion move with me? I mean, can I walk with Ana in my arms?

I saw the Eagle Knight use a high level Daylight spell to dismiss Loliath's Darkness. I don' t think mages can cast Daylight, but they could cast other high level light spells?"

"If I use the right illusion. Just like the mindflayer that I casted when I was in labor with the twins. I can make them move, just can’t produce sound. The illusion of her will need to be laid across your arms like when you carry her to bed.

And I can cast light instead of darkness."

"True, but Light is even lower level than Darkness, which will dispel Light, yes?"

"My love," I laugh and grab my crystal off the table beside us and cast a small area around us with the illusion of light around us, like I did with Camatotz. "See how blinding this is? Even if it's a first level spell, it's still possibly useful. If anything, I'll try suggestion and see if I can at least get one to hold the other down."

"I’m half believing this is going to be fun." I laugh and pull you to hug me in the blinding light. "Your beauty! It’s blinding me!!!" I wail and laugh and kiss you somewhere near your face. Was it a nipple? Oh I missed! Darn.

I laugh as I cancel the illusion around us. Placing a hand under your chin, I pull your face to mine and kiss you. It's a loving kiss, but it gets interrupted with another yawn, which leads me to giggle. "Sorry my love, I promise your kisses aren't boring!"

I catch the yarn and double it. I cuddle up to you and snuggle tight. We need sleep before morning comes too quickly. Our laughter grows to grins and I kiss you goodnight only to spoon again with my hand over you and cupping your just-less-than-full breast. We fall asleep like a new couple. And then drool and snore like a couple that have known each other for a long time, yet we don't give a flying fuck about such petty things. Then I start thinking about flying fucks as my cock gets bigger and swells against your ass.

"Ajah, I tell Spirit and he trots off in a different direction as if we never dismounted. I cover our tracks with a branch of leaves and then we duck just outside the cave entrance, my plates clanking even as I try to be stealthy. "Dear love, do you want to check around for a second entrance, maybe a ventilation opening to this cave, just in case there is a sneakier way in? I would really like to take out the mages individually rather than all at once. If there is no other option, then we would be back to our original plan, but it may yet be useful to know an escape as well as know an entrance." I can't stop thinking like a soldier. There is just too much training that I have had, to compensate for not being so great at thinking in the first place. Plus, this just reeks of trouble.

"Yes dear, I'll be right back!" I kiss you and then walk around the side of the cave. I'm gone for about 15 minutes, and you're a bit worried, but I come up behind you and kiss you on the back of your neck. "Looks like there's an exit that leads to a river quite a ways down. We can sneak in from there and attack if their off guard, which I peaked, they are. Whichever route is up to you, we'd have to successfully sneak if we go in from the river though," I note as I poke your armor for emphasis on why I'm specifying that.

Lamenting my disadvantage at stealth due to my armor, I nonetheless, strut a bit in it for you and give you a playful slap on your leather butt. "I don't mind cumming from below. Let's to the river entrance."

With a smile and an eye roll, we head down to the riverside. Without the stressful situation, it would be quite the perfect picnic location. There's a long tunnel before the cave drastically curves to the right and opens up into a large space. As the one who has an easier time sneaking, I go in front. Once we reach the curve, I peek around the corner and telepath what I can see. "I see four, I’m not sure where the fifth went. Two of them are conversing in the middle of the room, one of them is just on the other side of the curve, and the other is at the opposite entrance. Due to the natural way the walls seem to be formed, you could hug this wall, grapple him, and pull him around here without being seen. Do you want to try doing that?" I look to you for guidance on how you want to do this.

I light my sword as an action in my sheath. I’ll first look for traps at the entrance. If it is clear, I’ll do as you suggest and hug the cave wall in front of you and attempt to grapple the first witch without the others noticing.

I beam in pride at you, relieved when I saw what happened. "Good job love!" I then proceed to wind my arm back and sock him in his temple, effectively knocking him out. "Okay, I'll try to hold the two, be prepared in case I'm unable, but the third one is all yours love."

With that, I peek my head around the corner and proceed to cast hold on the two mages conversing, seeing them become rigid as if they'd been grasped by a large hand.

Ini

Having just shown myself to the mages by protecting you, I telepath to you, "Stay close to me, Kitty. They do not melee well and you need my auras to better protect yourself."

I unsheathe my sword bringing radiant light into dark cave. I charge the closest mage and match steel against their magic.

"I never want to be far from you love," I respond as I orient myself again so that I'm behind you. Once I'm safer, I allow two blasts to head off in the direction of the mage on the other side of the room. I nail him, effectively pissing him off.

I turn on the mage beside me.having so recently moved to protect my wife from the far mage’s spell, I guess that threw me off enough that I missed my first attack but the second attack that I managed did slice deep past his magical armor and into the mage. The effort tries me and I am not able to shove as hard as I would have liked. Maybe still he is weaker so that You can have advantage on your attack?

"Good. I need the feel of you close to me, love."

The vision she sees for a moment is quickly alleviated. Giving her head a good shake, she realized quickly that someone had tried one of her own tricks on her. Angrily, she fires another blast out of each hand in the direction of the mage that tried to fool her into her worst fears. She was skilled enough at doing that herself, she didn't need him to make it feel real.

As a reaction to the mage next to me casting a spell, my Mage Slayer feat kicks in and I take an opportunity attack. I hit him critically for 50 points in a single blow, rendering his spine in half and cleaving him crown to balls.

On my own turn, I run to the far mage and attack him, super charged by success.

I watch the strength of that attack, surprised that you did so much damage. "I'm sure he felt that in his death love," I comment as I cast hold person again on the mage that's been trying to scare us. Unfortunately, my spell is wasted as he shakes it off effortlessly.

"Run to me love! And keep an eye out for the fifth!"

I want to react to his spell, but I cannot react again until my turn. It frustrates me.

"I am but a step behind you my dear! He has appeared, just behind the other mage, so you see?"

"I continue my usual butchery and leave the spells to you, dear.

I watch as you slay him instantly. With the last one, she proceeds to cast hold on him. I’m disappointed to be weaker than the mages we fight against.

As much as I want to use my reaction to attack the spell caster, I’ve seen this teleport trick that our family friend Caine does so I wait and save my precious reaction to protect you if I can.

Even though you have more than once told me that you do not need people groveling before you, particularly on the Temple of Zaltec, I nevertheless cast Command on the mage, "Grovel"