The Twilight Dungeon (2)

*Thud*

*Creak*

*Shhh*

The sound of the weaker wooden frame of the bed thumping, the annoying creaks, and the sound of the shuffling sheets made Suki sigh in annoyance.

"Just sleep," she groaned a sigh. Her expression was heavy as Suki understood that the lack of sleep without appropriate reasons simply shifts one routine and affects a warrior in a negative manner.

"I'm trying," Katara, too, hissed in annoyance. It was the lack of personal space and the slight sense of strangeness that prevented Katara to sleep, and thus, also prevented Suki to rest.

"It is pretty simple. you lie down, close your eyes, and sleep."

"Here's another simple thing for you," Katara snorted, "You close your eyes, shut up, and leave me alone."

The sass grew and so did their annoyance.

The two of them turned silent and Suki lay on her left side, refusing to face the irritating component.

The sound of shuffling continued until Katara sat up, admitting, "I cannot sleep!"

Heaving a deep sigh, Suki sat up and lit a candle placed on a stand in the middle of the two beds using a rather convenient device with flint and a slight opening that directed the sparks.

"I just have this weird feeling and can't sleep no matter how much I try" Katara pouted with a sour expression as Suki blinked her eyes and mumbled under her breath with a drowsy look.

"What?" Katara inquired, unable to hear properly.

"I said you're weird. So, what's bugging you?"

Katara pursed her lips before revealing the source of her worries.

"It's... I just feel a bit worried. Everyone here is acting like the world out there doesn't exist. What if the same thing happened to Aang?" Katara looked visibly agitated, "What if Aang forgets everything, too? He is the avatar... but what if he forgets all of us?"

"What you're trying to say is 'What about your vengeance?', right?" Suki gave the dark-skinned woman a sidelong glance and Katara lowered her head before nodding meekly.

"How did you..." Katara glanced at Suki as she shrugged.

"I'm no fool, Katara. You don't like to say it, but you get the worst of other locals of the fire nation even without knowing them and willingly jump on the Avatar's air wagon. Sokka... looks like a fool. I don't know what's Nik's deal and I'm wholly unconcerned since Avatar Kyoshi seems to be tolerant towards him. And I know I just want to help as much as I can... and I saw that stinky glare you shot Mai today," Suki grinned.

Katara glared at the jubilant-looking woman in front of her and sighed, "Forget it..."

"Really? I was thinking that maybe we could sneak into the orphanage. This is probably the best time and we can even find out a few hiding spots."

Katara looked up in surprise to find Suki stretching her arms above her head. A sight that would have even made the young monk blush but Katara barely had such thoughts.

"Really? What about the guys?" Katara questioned.

"What about them?" Suki smiled, "The fewer people we have, the quicker we are. Of course, this also means we have less raw strength so... cover your face. We can't let ourselves get discovered no matter what!"

---

"Please, not so deep--- they will hear me!" Michi begged with a pitiful expression. Her rather innocent gaze placed her in stark contrast with the first woman Nik lost his second virginity to— Mitsuko.

Lying on a lavishly constructed bed with the springiness of the mattress neither too giving nor stubborn, Michi could see her own sweat making her curves pronounced as they had yet to completely blow off the sources of light in the room. But of course, her attention wouldn't even fall on her scandalous get-up. Instead, her slightly ecstatic gaze observed Nik's fingers growing even more ferocious as he dug into her 'special' place.

Nik was truly colored, painted, and drowned surprise when an adult like Michi would still call her vagina her 'flower.' It was slightly humorous but making fun of the client is never a good option to consider.

'Right, no, you whore, Esta isn't here and Michi isn't your client,' Nik was a bit speechless at his own thought process.

He lay beside Michi. her body was mostly hugging his and she set her head on his left arm. Meanwhile, tilting to the left, Nik's right arm continued to cover Michi's warm entrance and dug into her slippery pussy. Aroused to the limits with such precision and the sense of taboo that continued to itch at her heart with a dark thought of how much 'damage' she might do to her husband if he ever found her revealing such an illicit expression to anybody but him, her heart was lit in debauched flames of lust.

And Nik was only helping fan the flames.

"Hear you?" Nik smiled gently as he stroked Michi's cheek with the back of his fingers. His nails felt a bit cold and refreshing.

Suddenly, Nik seemed to have pressed against a groove as he wriggled his finger. Michi's slightly stoic expression collapsed in a mere instant.

"Nnnggghhh," she uttered a sweet groan, yet bit her lower lip in a hurry to not attract any unwanted attention. With every passing moment, Michi seemed to be gaining a bit of her confidence. Although shy, she didn't seem as destitute as before and glared with a fake sense of indignation.

"What are-- mgh, doing?!" Her body slightly scooching up against Nik and her hands a bit closer to his throbbing member still covered up.

"Nothing really," he added as he pulled his fingers out. His middle and index finger were completely soaked with a few streaks of slightly milky and viscous liquid bridging the short gap between the tip of his fingers and Michi's entrance.

Seeing such a 'filthy' look, Michi couldn't help but reprimand herself internally. However...

The sense of loss made her realize just how pleased she felt a few seconds ago.

It wasn't just his fingers.

It was his presence.

Used to be doing 'work' all the time, it was simply a great and refreshing change of pace to be able to snuggle against a broader and sturdier chest and have her innards thoroughly fingered.

"I could... if you want..." Michi whispered as she glanced down again, hinting at the obvious.

Her fingers already touched the edges of his trousers. Anyway, she would simply feel bad, not reciprocating after Nik had made her feel good about herself once again.

Shaking his head, Nik caught her hand with his own wet one, still dripping with her juices.

"Just relax. Here, let's get you on some pillows," Nik slowly pulled himself out of Michi's embrace. Just as she was feeling reluctant, misunderstanding for Nik's change in position for him having his fill for the night, she couldn't help but yelp in surprise as Nik positioned himself in 'between' her by spreading her legs farther. She had an unconscious urge to cover herself up. After all, fingers were fine. Still, when she saw Nik's face lower, Michi couldn't help but gasp, "N-no, don't," she hurriedly bent her knees inward as Nik looked up in surprise.

"Really?" Nik inquired and Michi nodded quickly. Since she had gone through a bit of dry spell... well, 'quite' a bit of it, Michi hadn't taken the time to groom herself up. Nik didn't mind it for various reasons. He had gone through puberty and had a few friends in his past life who incurred the wrath of pubes and asshair simply ruining them with constant waxing! In fact, he was luckier than others.

If this was his previous life, Nik would have continued regardless of Michi's inhibitions. After all, they had a routine and they needed to promote certain acts for monetary reasons. So, it was upto the escort's skills to earn the favor of the customer despite forcing the routine on the customers who desired something else.

But this wasn't his previous world.

"If you say so," Nik agreed after giving Michi's entrance a slight glance. In reality, he was looking forward to it. She was ripe, beautiful, and soaking to the boot and the bedsheets certainly needed to be changed. However, Michi simply didn't want it so why would he spend extra effort when he could take it to the next step.

Seeing this, Michi sighed in relief but her thoughts came to a startling pause as Nik undid his robes.

"Wait! Wait," Michi stopped Nik again, a bit flustered as she whispered, "At least... the candles and the lamps..."

She nervously clutched the edges of her robes and tugged them together, covering her slight cleavage.

Rolling his eyes internally, Nik blew off the candles and turned off the lamps through their controlling nobs, and slipped on the bed. For a few seconds, he could only hear the rough sounds of Michi's heavy breathing right across her.

"Are you alright?" Nik inquired again.

"It's just..." Michi gulped, "I haven't had it for a long time..."

"Don't worry," Nik comforted the woman with his words as he pulled her in a warm embrace. He easily lifted the woman to hug her on him as Michi could only admire the physical strength needed for this. It wasn't like she was truly thin and fit after giving birth to two children. His lips easily found hers as Michi was delighted by such attention. Her lips did feel a little swollen due to the intense passion hidden behind each kiss, however, it was still nowhere close to what Nik had done with his fingers.

Nik's fingers ran across Michi's back as they shared a kiss. His finger easily hooked against the golden silk belt that kept her robes in place and mischievously dug on it while his other hand groped Michi's butt. His squeeze was a bit harsh but it was this roughness that made Michi unwilling to wait further. Not to mention the treat that Nik hid under his robes continuously stimulated her just with its size and warmth.

Since Michi's robes from the front were largely undone already, Nik's fingers pulled one side of it and finally brought his hand onto Michi's soft bottoms. He couldn't help but pull her cheeks apart this time, both of his hands firmly giving her butt a possessive squeeze.

"Mmm~" Michi whimpered. It was a good thing that she had the lights closed up since even she wasn't sure what kind of expression she made but with her natural tone of voice, it could be estimated.

As Michi sat on top of him, leaning back for a moment to even pull the blanket on top of herself, under the slightest bit of moonlight, she looked like a giant, bubbly being. However, as she so joyfully ground her hips against his, this blob of a being continued to reveal illicit moans.

His robes were forcefully drenched and the wetness reached his dick that was pressed down by her body's weight.

"N-Nik," by now, Michi regarded Nik as a lover instead of a subordinate. It was largely based on her own nature but Nik didn't have the heart to impart the teachings of separating pleasures and reality. Even he would seldom commit this mistake and, in fact, relished it deeply.

"Yeah," Nik agreed instantly as Michi was already pulling on his trousers. The lack of light left everything to Michi's imagination. Her fingers greedily ran over the length of the shaft and her heart thumped in excitement. After a long time, the one guy she instantly seemed to be attracted to had a rather...

'Giving' stance.

Feeling the warm and thick shaft through her hands, Michi pulled it against its natural erection. Forcefully, Michi pushed her wet slit against the thicker menace she had invited, and with how Nik gripped her butt and kept her pulled towards him in agreement, a gleeful smile touched Michi's lips that were shrouded by darkness.

For the next few seconds, under her relentless and soft moans, Nik continued to feel Michi up. He couldn't keep his hands simply positioned over her butt. Since she already wore the blanket on her back, Nik had slipped her thin robes down. Her medium yet premium breasts now all for him to enjoy.

'Seriously... why would someone willingly ignore such a woman?' Nik felt suspicious. Women weren't gods. They had needs. Of course, unlike a few who would rather emotionally destroy a person knowingly or unintentionally, Michi has been a delight until now. She was quite submissive and equally perverted at times.

In just a slip of a few seconds, Michi suddenly let out a moan as she hadn't found herself remotely this stretched for a long, long time.