Celestial Fall - Chapter 1-4 - Sex Stories

Celestial Fall - Chapter 1-4

... shattered his in the last blow and if his friend hadn’t moved him Joebe would have been ‘shattered’ too. I look over them both Joebe is still in shock and his friend the leader is looking at me with a look in his eyes. A look that stokes the fires inside me. “Joebe go sit down and let me handle this now” Joebe nods and moves to sit down next to the stag. Touching his sword like it is going to fall apart, he looks to his friend and says “careful Trag that strength of his is different than he should have.” Trag nods and moves to circle me. I chuckle to myself feeling the darkness in me moving in its slumber. “Last chance to leave, pull the arrow renounce your claim and you can walk away.” I hear a scoff from the edge of the forest as two grey toms step from the forest. The taller of the two Lasret pa Gras turns to the other “Told you he would offer them mercy. Pay up.” Sage mo Liious growls and hands over 2 silver pieces “couldn’t just beat them bloody could you” Sage mutters. I shake my head becoming serious as the emotions flee. “It is not a weakness to show or give mercy. I remember two Kaire cubs who would be a lot more torn apart of I didn’t give them mercy.” I say looking over at them. In the second I look away I feel Trag as he rushes toward me. My blade meets his behind my back. And I turn around switching my grip on the sword as I kick out into his chest. Rolling twice he regains his feet and rushes me. The whistling of his sword reawakens the fire. I can tell he is ...

... good from his movements and strikes. Faster we meet as sparks become more frequent. I press him trying to find an opening. With a downward swing I see my opening and start to move only realizing too late that it was a cover as his left hand whips forward throwing a dagger which embeds itself in my right arm between my radius and ulna the pain causes my hand to loosen as he strikes my sword out of my hand and skittering toward the stag. The tip of his sword nicks my chest causing a small shallow cut. I roll back and look at my arm seeing the blood I black out. Chapter Three The Ranting’s Death betrayed us when he left us. Laughing at us as his final trick. The Gods won’t tell us where he went, like they don’t know. All the gods must see us as little playthings that they can just play with. Oh woe are we the toys of Gods. Unknown – 410 DD Opening my eyes I see light streaming in through my window and curse inwardly. ‘Mothers never going to let me hear the end of this.’ Then as if summoned by the thought itself my mother walks through my bedroom door. The stern look on her face let me know just how much trouble I was in. “Well Young Man, do you want to explain why you thought it was necessary to be fighting deep in Ithart Forest? I hear the two men whose stag you claimed were almost beaten to pulp. That Sage and Lasret had to pull you off of both of them after you attacked them. You are lucky they were there otherwise I would kill you myself for killing them.” Opening my mouth to ...