This is my first time, so please be gentle ;) Please send any comments, suggestions or gripes to me at Any input will be appreciated, and maybe if someone likes it, I'll be encouraged to do more Last but not least, enjoy, ne! ~riva $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Lina and Naga: Partners 1 Breathing a deep sigh of utter defeat, Lina glanced up and upon the figure standing before her. She had already had some clues to the figure’s identity from the ever present goose bumps prickling her skin and the odd static in the air over ten days ti . But it was the laugh--a damned laugh that could shatter mirrors and windows within a ten mile radius--that now pointed out, beyond the shadow of a doubt, what manner of creature had been ‘stalking’ her. She cringed as the lips of her stalker curled into smile as their eyes met, and she felt her stomach toss and turn the contents of breakfast as the creature laughed once more. “Why couldn’t it be the living dead, a black dragon, a kraken, ANYTHING BUT,” she screamed over the laughter. “Oh please god please,” she continued, “tell me that I’m hallucinating and it’s just Shaburanagidu’s evil twin!” But it was Naga’s black leather, it was Naga’s irritating laugh, and it was Naga and her jiggling friends all over again. Lina’s hands unconsciously reached for her rapier. Flashing a winning smile, Naga parried the blade away with a quick flick of her wrist. “Lina, my poor little pathetic lackey! Is that the way you greet your greatest rival and mentor? After I come all this way to visit you, through swamp and snow an that, urm, Dragu Slave, was it, at that last village?” Lina stared hard at Naga. Normally, a stare from the Bandit Killer, from the One-That- Even-Dragons-Stepped-Over-To-Avoid, was enough to provoke fear and delirium in the stoutest of hearts. But the black-clad sorceress merely arched a fine dark eyebr . “What?” Naga asked, genuinely oblivious to Lina’s contempt. Lina threw up her hands in disgust. “Nothing,” she grumbled. She sighed once more, straightened her shoulders, and looked at Naga. “Well, what do you want? You’ve only been following me for the last ten days, so you must want something.” Naga cocked her head to the side. “Why, I don’t want anything. I just wanted to check on my star pupil, that’s all.” A ferret like grin touched Naga’s lips. The shorter of the two rolled her brandy red eyes. “In other words, you ran out of booze money again, right?” Naga sputtered something incomprehensible, but quickly composed herself. “Hmmpm. Just like you to make a joke out of everything,” she snarled, hands perched on her hips. “But I suppose...it’s only natural that you use humor to mask your fear of me, ga the Serpent, your mightiest, your most threatening of all rivals!” Lina clapped her ears shut as the high-pitched laughter resonated through the valley, no doubt leading dozens of small animals and children to a gruesome and early death. “Stop it already! I’ll let you come along, just promise me you’ll STOP!!” The laughter abated, but Lina was sure the emotional scars would never fade away. She glared at the taller sorceress before turning curtly on her heel. “Well, come along then,” Lina called as she broke into a brisk walk. “We’ve got to get to the nex town by tomorrow morning if we’re going to attend their Annual Food Fest.” Naga ran--bounced--after her. “So partners, then?” the dark maiden asked eagerly. A shudder ran down Lina’s back. But she quickly weighed the options in her head. To laugh, or not to laugh? It wasn’t really a question, not even an option. “Partners,” she reluctantly agreed. “For now...” 2 It was nightfall by the time they reached a suitable clearing in the woods. They had made good time despite two interruptions by bandits and brigands, and they were even 47 gold pieces and three jugs of ale wealthier from the exchanges. Lina sat quietly by the fire, staring blankly into the flames. On the other side of the flames, Naga slept loudly, cradling an empty one of the liberated jugs of ale. She had first watch, but she doubted that Naga could be woken to take the second, t rd or fourth. The flames illuminated her hair, staining her curls like the ruby set upon Naga’s circlet. Lina closed her eyes and sighed. Naga never seemed to have any problems, Naga never seemed to have any cares or worries, responsibilities or anything. Naga di ’t seem to have any of her problems. Naga didn’t have a sister who was good at everything. Naga didn’t have a sister who barely had to try to completely out perform her little sister. Naga’s sister was the sweet heart of everybody, always the center of attention. Lina’s eyes fell to her chest. Or lack of it. Naga didn’t have...well, actually, she did, and lots of them, Lina thought to herself as her eyes drifted from Naga’s chest to the sleeping sorceress’ face. Naga was darkly beautiful in the glow of the f e, Lina had to admit. Her long black hair, so dark that it was almost blue was a stark contrast to the flame-haired girl. Her limbs were long and sleek, like a jungle cat’s. Naga had the face of a woman compared to her own, girlish features of big ey and a snub nose. She found her eyes drawn back to Naga’s chest, rhythmically rising with each breath. They were, for lack of another word, big. But other than that, they were round, perfectly spherical and smooth. They were what she would wish for, should she ever m age to capture a djinn one day. A frown crossed Lina’s lips, and she tore her eyes away from Naga’s breasts, cursing herself for blatantly ogling them. She looked down to her own chest then, tracing the shallow curve of her right breast with her eyes. One day, she thought to herself. One day. 3 As she had expected, Naga did not wake that night, and thus, she had only managed a total of fifteen minutes rest. Still, with the scent of spices in the air, and the glow of freshly baked bread all about, Lina couldn’t help but feel invigorated and a ve during this, the 33rd Annual Food Fest of Mellon Town. “Ooh! Look!” she exclaimed, pointing to a stand displaying pies overflowing with ripe apples, dusted off with cinnamon and sugar. “And there!” she squealed, turning her attention to a spiced flock of chickens, slowly roasting over scented wood chips. “Which one should I eat first? Oh this is such a dilemma! Chicken...pie...ooohhh, they have my favorite! Grog sausages!” Naga smirked as she watched her companion flitter about the tens upon tens of food stalls and stands, loading up with a plateful of kabobs that would have fed a battalion of troops for weeks. “Oh Lina, you’re such a child...no wonder -I- always excell above you at the Academy,” she began. “I don’t know how you ever graduated with the social graces of a--” Naga sniffed the air. “Ooh! Honey batter dipped coconut prawns!” The black-clad sorceress disappeared into the crowd. Lina chuckled to herself as she watched Naga Freeze Arrow an unfortunate youth who challenged her for the last plate of the morning. Triumphantly, Naga strutted back towards Lina, curves swaying in the wind, breasts dangerously close to popping out fr their leather prison. Lina found herself half mesmerized by their movement, and quickly chided herself for it. “Now who were you calling a ‘child’ there, huh?” Lina grinned, tossing a nervous wink in Naga’s direction. “Hmmpm. You’re just jealous that -I-, Naga the Serpent, snatched the last of these tasty morsels from your clutches, little girl.” It was Lina’s turn to smirk now. “Sure sure, of course, Naga, whatever you say.” She glanced around. “Now, what do you say we have some dessert?” Naga polished off the last of the coconut flaked shrimp, tail and all, and nodded enthusiastically. “Let’s see...look over there!” Lina’s heart almost stopped as she gazed upon a bright pink sign. She read the words upon such out loud, savoring each syllable as if she were reading a page from the Claire Bible itself. “Frozen...custard...” she bega “Double Chocolate Chip Caramel Swirl Hot Fudge Delight!!” Naga had already begun towards the booth by the time Lina had finished reading. Lina raced after her, yelling to the old man in charge of the booth to prepare six sugar waffle cones just for her. Handing the man six silvers, she accepted the cones an proceeded to munch down on them. Naga sniffed haughtily. “You never had any manners,” the taller of the two remarked, finishing up her fourth cone. Lina barked out something that would have been a curse had her mouth not been completely full. “Lina! Don’t talk with your mouth full! You sprayed that stuff all over me!” Naga cried as she wiped the tear shaped drops off her leather brassiere. “Oh don’t be such a baby,” Lina scowled. “See? Voila. It comes off just like that,” she said, reaching out to brush away the stains. As her gloved fingers touched the soft of Naga’s breast, the tiny crest of the nipple, a dull shot of electricity climbed up Lina’s arm. She found herself trembling ever so slightly, and she pulled back suddenly, meeting Naga’s dark eyes in horror. Naga raised an eyebrow. “What on earth is going on, Lina?” Lina shook her head. “You made the stain worse! Do you know how hard it is to clean leather?” Lina nodded, but not one word out of Naga’s mouth registered. She felt a stirring within, a deep yearning for something, but for what? She could not begin to guess. A crimson color filled her cheeks as she felt an odd dampness between her legs. Something she had never experienced before. But something she wan d to feel again, soon, and very much. 4 It was nightfall once more, and having been entranced by the smells of lunch and dinner, Lina had failed to allocate time for finding an inn for the evening. So they had found their way back to the clearing of the night before, marked by a ring of cha ed stones and ashes of the Lina’s night watch. Naga had managed to start the fire this time before passing out over the remaining two jugs of ale. Lina was glad that Naga hadn’t noticed anything too odd about her behavior earlier, choosing to attribute it to eating too much too quickly. In a sens she was glad that Naga had passed out. She needed to be alone for the moment, to sort out her feelings... Her feelings for Naga? Lina pulled her cloak closely around her shoulders. Naga and her had been friends for a while now, since their days at the Academy. And when they hadn’t been friends, they had been ‘rivals’ which usually equated to Naga irritating and stalking her un l she relented to them traveling together. Now that she thought of it, there were few times that she had been without Naga during her travels. True she had recently managed to evade Naga when she had traveled with Gaurry, Amelia and Zelgadis, but Naga lways had a way of finding her. It was as if Naga had an instinct homing ability when it concerned Lina. Still, through their years at the Academy, and of traveling together, this was the first time that Lina had ever ‘felt’ anything but animosity or annoyance towards Naga. Now though...she wasn’t sure what was going on. Her eyes lingered on Naga’s chest a little too long, her hips felt a little too weak after each accidental touch. She thought she might be going crazy, she thought it might be the after effects of her r ent Dragu Slave. But as she watched Naga sleeping, she knew it was something else. Something completely new to her...but something instinctive, none the less. Her eyes fell to Naga’s rising chest again, and this time, the stirring between her legs was fiercer than ever before. She moved before she knew what she was doing. Slowly, cautiously, she crawled over to Naga’s side. From here, the sorceress was even more beautiful, the haughty look replaced with something softer. Her raven locks fell gently against her cheek, and entwined her slender body like a serpent. Lina felt her breath quicken as she took in the creamy flesh and the lean muscle of the dark maiden. She glanced again to Naga’s chest, and this time, she reached out, her fingers trembling as they traced an invisible barrier hovering but millimeters er Naga’s right breast. Lina closed her eyes. Naga slept so tight. She wouldn’t notice, Lina thought. She wouldn’t notice if I just...touched... Summoning her courage, Lina lightly brushed against the tip of Naga’s nipple. That dull ache that had rippled through her earlier returned, pulsing between her legs and her own nipples. She knew they were hard, and she took secret satisfaction in see g Naga’s stiffen slightly as well. Naga did not stir. Lina felt a touch of her usual brashness return. She brushed the nipple again with her right hand, her left caressing the slight mounds of her own breasts. Another dull shock rippled through her, and she trembled as she savored the sensation. She encircled Naga’s bound nipple with the tip of her index finger, watching entranced as it hardened even more before her eyes. Her left hand had found its way beneath her pale yellow shirt, and was rubbing her girlish nub softly at first, but now, a ittle more roughly. Lina almost screamed as Naga stirred for a moment, only to shift her body weight. Her breasts were even more exposed to Lina now. The flame-haired sorceress breathed a sigh of relief, and reprimanded herself. But try as she might, she could not bring herself to break away from the dark maiden’s side. Lina swallowed a deep breath of air. And then, she pried slowly, the skin-tight leather imprisoning Naga’s right nipple. She gasped as it came loose, and she felt a hunger well up in the pit of her stomach as she looked upon the perfect chocolate bud She played slowly with it first, and then, found the courage to flick it softly. Naga moaned, to Lina’s surprise, but remained asleep. Think of it as a very good dream, Lina hoped. She glanced nervously back to the erect nipple. And gently, took it in her mouth, tasting the salt of Naga’s skin as she lapped her tongue around it. Her left hand had long since abandoned her nipples, and now strayed between her legs, pushing, pressing at some sort of nub that had suddenly erupted there. Her scarlet pants were moist there, hot and pulsing. Lina couldn’t help herself. She unbuckled the belt to her pants, and slipped her right hand inside, seeking the nub that called to her with delicious fervor. Her left hand returned to her breasts, and she pulled and tugged at the erect nipples and sq ezed her small breasts. She would have moaned in ecstasy but her lips and mouth worked along Naga’s nipple, suckling it to the point of bruising. She found the nub she sought through her panties, and she rubbed at it, pulling every so often to extinguish the desire between her legs. And with a triumphant yelp, she suddenly felt the release that rocked her entire body twice over, before she fell imply over Naga’s body. And it was then, that Naga awoke. 5 Naga brushed the sleep from her eyes, and then rubbed her eyes a second and third time before fully taking in the sight of Lina’s disheveled and spent body draped over hers. Her eyes dropped to her one exposed nipple, and the slightly pink teeth marks here Lina had bit down in her ecstasy only confirmed the scene. Lina looked slowly up to Naga’s face, her face red and flushed from embarrassment of being caught and the sheer pleasure of her first orgasm. Her lips moved, but she was too weak yet, to sound the words. Naga, smiled. “Shhh,” she cooed. “It’s all right...” Lina performed an action that seemed like a nod. Naga sat up, careful not to nudge Lina off, and began to stroke Lina’s blood-red locks. Naga had known men before. How could she not with the body she was blessed with? So she knew Lina’s hunger, she understood Lina’s curiosity and desire. She hers f had experimented with her own body before letting a man defile it. Naga sniffed the air. The pungent but so delightful scent of sex. She knew its smell as well. “I...I’m sorry,” Lina stammered after five minutes of trying to regain her voice. Naga shook her head. “Don’t you worry, little one. I’m not angry. A little surprised, but hardly angry.” She suddenly feigned mock ire. Lina whimpered, but Naga only grinned. “If I were to be angry, Lina, it would be not because of your abuse of my precious nipple here...but...more that you started without me.” Lina’s eyes widened but she did not respond. “Did it feel good?” Naga asked, her voice a velvet glove. Lina nodded slowly, her brow creased with worry. Naga chuckled, and then, looked straight into Lina’s eyes. “Would you like to feel...better?” Lina blushed, and her face almost matched the color of the flames in her hair. For a moment, Naga thought that Lina might tear herself away from Naga’s lap, but Lina only nodded, quiet, once again. Naga smiled. “I always said, that I was your greatest mentor,” she purred as she leaned over Lina’s ear. Lina felt a tingle run up her spine as Naga’s lips touched the sensitive ridge of her ear. The dull ache returned between her legs as Naga’s skilled tongue lapped gently at Lina’s earlobe. “Get your hands out of there,” Naga whispered. “They’ll be better use out here, after all.” Lina obeyed like a good student by sitting up fully and pulling her still gloved hands from within her pants. Naga noticed how some of Lina’s cum had stained the gloves burgundy. “Take those off,” Naga said, gesturing to the gloves. Again, Lina obeyed. Naga began to unfasten Lina’s cloak as her tongue now traced a line from Lina’s ear to her lips, teasingly tracing the outline of Lina’s lower lip, but never kissing it. “It’l feel so much better without those pesky things,” Naga smiled most seductively. And Naga was right, for as Lina’s finger tips brushed against Naga’s flesh, the electricity returned, no longer a dull ache, but a jolt three, four times the intensity. Lina closed her eyes tight, and moaned softly as Naga worked on the delicate skin her neck. Lina felt a mixture of pleasure and torture in Naga’s every motion. Naga tugged Lina’s cloak off, and began to work on her own cloak’sfastener. “Take off my bra,” Naga murmured in Lina’s ear, sending more tremors down her back. Lina’s fingers trembl , but she reached for the ruby embedded between Naga’s breasts, and though fumbling slightly, managed to unlock the clasp hidden beneath it. Naga’s breasts sprung free now, and Lina was almost overwhelmed at the size and perfection of them. “Don’t worry, little one. You’ll have your own one day,” Naga whispered as she thrust them towards Lina’s face. “Now...you neglected the left side be re, so work on that,” she said then. Eagerly, Lina wrapped her lips around the semi-erect nipple, tongue darting at it, lapping at it, suckling it as she had the other. Naga moaned softly, and encouraged, Lina suckled harder. As Naga moaned louder, Lina suckled harder and harder. “Bite hem,” Naga commanded suddenly between quick breaths. Lina obliged, and taking both of Naga’s breasts in her hands she moved her tongue from one to the other, stopping to nibble softly on the silky nub sometimes, while scraping her teeth against them ot r times. “Good job, Lina,” Naga said then, a flush creeping over her creamy flesh. “Now your turn,” the darker maiden smiled, and Lina found herself pushed away from Naga, her shirt lifted over and off her head. Lina moaned at the sudden separation, but then ga had pushed the lithe young girl over onto the back, and was leaning over her now, cupping the small mounds of Lina’s breasts and taking each completely into her mouth. Naga’s tongue was like butterflies fluttering against her nipples, and though Lin s nipples had been rather ripe from earlier, she found them even more erect, even tighter now. Lina gasped for air, afraid that her nipples would simply burst from the pleasure that Naga was giving her. She did not even notice her own hands reach over nd pull Naga’s cloak off her body; she did not even notice the sweetly pungent smell of sex in the air as the fire crackled beside them As Naga lapped up Lina’s small buds, she removed her own gloves and proceeded now to part Lina with her pants. At first, Lina had slightly objected with a vehement tug on her trousers, but as Naga bit cruelly down on Lina’s nipple, she had no choice b to relent. Lina kicked off her boots and now, except for the strip of black that bound her forehead, was entirely naked against the cool of the night air. Naga followed in suit, shaking her boots off as she still tickled Lina’s body with her prying t gue. Lina moaned louder and louder, and when Naga finally removed the thin strips of leather that bound her sex, Lina might have screamed from the sensory overdose. Naga could not tell, for she was too busy exploring the daintiness of Lina’s body. She licked each nipple, she kissed a trail of kisses to her navel, and lingered wickedly near the triangular patch of red hair between Lina’s legs. The girl was thrash g now, her hands had become forceful, either pushing Naga lower and lower, or pulling her face up to kiss the older girl’s lips. Naga grinned as she glanced up to Lina’s quivering lips and the wanton desire flashing in her eyes. Cruelly, she kissed Lina on the nose, hoping to draw quickly away before Lina could catch her lips. But Lina, in her pleasure had grown too demanding, nd she forced her lips to Naga’s, their tongues dancing upon one another as though dueling. Naga felt her own sex swell with pleasure as the smaller girl’s tongue breached her lips and thrust between them, like only a male lover could. Lina twisted and pulled at Naga’s large breasts, tugged at Naga’s nipples, and laughed lightly then, as she felt the warm juice of Naga’s sex as the darker maiden rubbed furiously against the fairer in hopes to scratch her sexual itch. Naga’s face cur d into a cruel smirk then, and Lina felt her kissing her way down to that most delicious area once again. Lina gasped, biting down on her lower lip as Naga forced her legs apart. She was ashamed for the moment, of the endless juices that betrayed her pleasure, and she was ashamed of her way that nub had become so pink and so pronounced. With one fleeting, wicked smile, Naga began her spell. She licked softly the edges of Lina’s throbbing sex, her tongue barely kissing the core, but not quite. It drove Lina mad, and as Naga wove more and more threads into her spell, lingering here an then lingering there, but never quite where Lina wanted, Lina had already felt that point, right before the explosion thrice. It infuriated Lina that Naga would not give her this release, would not ever kiss that nub, but she loved it as well, the sens ion of coming, but never quite. She growled a guttural sound as Naga once again came so close to kissing, but not. “Please, Naga...do it,” Lina felt herself beg. “I need it,” she whimpered. Naga looked up at Lina like a hungry crocodile. “Well, my little one. I need it too, you know.” Lina frowned, confused and even more turned on by the words as Naga licked a stray drop of cum from the tip of her nose. Naga moved her face closer to Lina and smiled again. “You taste good,” she purred, and she kissed Lina a passion and cum mingled kiss. She smiled once again, before moving away. Lina cried out. “No, what are you doing! Don’t stop!” Naga’s face turned away from Lina’s, but their bodies had now rearranged themselves in a most peculiar fashion. Lina inhaled the sweet scent of Naga’s sex fully as Naga thrust it into her face, and she lashed her tongue out, catching a drop of Naga’s sweetness as it poured from her swelled and pink opening. She saw Naga also possessed this nub that Lina had ru ed before to pleasure herself, and just like hers had been, it was pink, raw, and hot. “Wh...what do I do?” Lina mumbled, so wanting to just bury herself in Naga’s sex, but afraid of hurting or displeasing her. Naga giggled before answering. “Simple, little one. Do to me...what you would want me to do to you.” Lina wasted no time. She latched on to Naga’s glistening pussy lips, licking, sucking, drinking her share of Naga’s nectar and wanting more. She reached up and pushed Naga’s cunt into her face, grinding it against her lips and nose. And as she did, ga responded with high pitched moans, but she, as enraptured as she was, returned the gesture, burying her own face in Lina’s warm sex. Their tongues probed each other’s cunts, quick darts here, and then fucking them with their tongues as a man’s cock uld. Lina thrust deeper and deeper into Naga’s cunt, using her fingers to help widen and invade Naga. And Naga, took Lina’s clit between her lips and suckled deeply as Lina had her nipples. Naga licked it up and down, took it between her teeth and wo ed on it like she would a man’s shaft, and Lina returned such with ferocity until Naga was buckling wildly upon her face, cum spurting all over Lina’s young face. But Lina persisted, and she pressed Naga down even harder against her till her nose was a ost buried within Naga’s sex. Naga shuddered twice, and suddenly Lina felt a bite on her clit as Naga came and pushed Lina towards her own orgasm which ripped through her body so much fiercer and delicious than when she had touched herself. Lina fell ck from the sheer power of Naga’s orgasm but lapped up what she could of Naga’s cum. But Naga, as though possessed continued to lick Lina’s clitoris and her fingers spread the girl’s cunt open wider and wider so as to drain it completely of cum. Lina uddered again and again as Naga continued to ravage Lina with her long, skilled tongue. Lina saw Naga’s fingers pump deeply in and out of Naga’s own cunt then, and as Lina came one last time from Naga’s tongue fucking, so did Naga, her entire body wrac d with orgasmic convulsions. Naga crumpled over Lina’s body then, like a used up rag doll. Lina called Naga’s name out, but received no answer. She was scared at first, but then moved so that she could look into Naga’s face. Naga was sound asleep, her face a flushed and satiated smile. Lina smiled, and snuggled against Naga’s breasts. “Partners,” she murmured then. And then she too, fell exhausted to slumber.