Celestial Fall - Chapter 1-4 - Sex Stories

Celestial Fall - Chapter 1-4

... whistle’ I think to myself. Backing up I assess the men. Their slashes had been weak but they moved with good timing meaning that they have fought together before. Raising a finger I turn and set my bow against the kote tree behind me. Unbuckling my thigh quiver I think to myself ‘if they aren’t going to help it means they are taking bets.’ Turning around I draw my sword. The black metal, folded 500 times, shaped into a straight katana blade. I hear the sword hissing as it leaves my scabbard. The two men’s eyes widen as they take in the sword in front of them. I look at them the seriousness permeating the area around us “You two get a first from me. My sword hasn’t seen combat yet.” Grinning like an idiot, the man with the crooked nose, steps ahead. “Dibs on his sword.” The leader looks me over slowly. Standing at 1.85 meters in height I stood just a hair taller than both men. My clothes hid most of body hiding the muscles from hours of running and climbing. The hours of training with the Kaire, who were stronger than all but a few humans, also hidden. My waist length white hair was braided down my back. My black irises showing more of the deep red streaks through them an oddity that earns me looks from everyone. “Be careful Joebe, he looks like he might have had some training.” Then the man with the scar kneels to watch the fight. Looking up at Mota I notice he is judging the time “we have to be back soon so hurry this up.” He says to Joebe dryly. I steps forward and slip ...

... into a defensive stance. Joebe walks slowly toward me and starts his attack. Meeting his sword strike after strike I stay on the defensive gauging his strength, his range, and his skill. The ring of metal on metal was drifts throughout the forest as we exchange blows. I am sure those few wandering eyes are enjoying the show. Joebe’s sword finally slipped through my defense and cuts my shoulder. Stepping apart we look at each other. Joebe looks at the cut and says “Look boy, No disrespect but you’re not winning. In fact I see some blood I think you are losing. Why don’t you just give up and give me your sword and me and my friend will just disappear.” Looking at him I shake my head starting to smile as I feel the yearning inside me. “You are mistaken I am not losing I am learning.” Moving back to the tree I take off my overcoat and the heavy long shirt I wear exposing both the scars and the taut muscles across my arms and chest. Turning back around I move to resume the fight. Sparks start to fly from Joebe’s swords as my sword starts biting into his. Joebe’s eyes widen as the tables turn I press him back my strength out classing him easily. The strikes grow stronger and I see the terror growing in his eyes and it makes me smile more. I notice the damage done to his sword and swing hard. Blocking my blow his eyes go wide as his friend steps in pulling him away. I smile at the two as they step away. Joebe looks at his sword and sees it is now drastically shorter. My sword had ...