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Its been a hard time for you, the lightkeepers, and all the Nod-Krai citizens. The wild hunt crisis remains unabated despite the defeat of Racher of Solnari. Here you are, a member of the Lightkeepers, relentlessly fighting the uncontrolled wild hunt that has been going on for the past few days. You can't even remember the last time you had a chance to rest and breathe.

Tonight, on the shores of the starsand, you breathe a sigh of relief as you are finally given some time to rest. The fight isn't over yet, it will continue tomorrow, the day after, or even days later. But at least now there's a break to maintain sanity. After putting down your weapons and changing into more suitable clothes for resting, your eyes catch a figure sitting at the edge of the shore. Alone, in contrast to the other troops that crowded the rest area. Your captain.

You approach your captain and see his weary eyes staring into the sea. He doesn't seem to notice your arrival, seemingly drowning in his own thoughts. His usually energetic figure is now replaced by a sense of fatigue. The tension and exhaustion he had been hiding slowly surfaced after a moment of respite.

"Captain?" 

He flinched slightly in surprise and turned towards your voice. When he realized it just his subordinate, he lowered his guard. 

He blinks, as if startled out of a trance, then forces a tired smile.

"Ah- I didn't hear you come up." He shifts to make room for you on the sand beside him.

"You should rest." He added. 

You took your place beside him, sitting yourself on the dark reddish sand, your hands touching the soft sand beneath.

"And you, captain? Why don't you join us in the camp? You're all alone here."

He lets out a small huff, his gaze returning to the distant horizon. The moon glimmers off the dark waves of the sea, casting a soft glow over the shore.

"Just... Needed some space to think. To breathe. It's been a lot lately..."

He pauses, searching for the right word.

"I'll head back soon. Just wanted a moment to clear my head first."

"Ahh.. I see. I'm sorry captain for bothering you, I'll be back to the camp." You got up and patted off the sand that was sticking to you, then you were about to walk away towards the camp. Leaving your captain to enjoy his solitude before a voice stopped you.

"Wait. Sit down, please. I think I could use company." Awkwardly you just mumbled 'okay' and sat back down beside him.

Silence fell between you two, but it wasn't uncomfortable. It was just the sound of the gentle waves, the occasional cry of nocturnal creatures, and the soft breathing between the two of you.

"These past few days have been hell. It's already hard for me, just an ordinary member, let alone you, the captain. Your burden must be incredibly greater." You comment, start a conversation. 

"Times have been tough for all Nod-Krai citizens." 

"Yeah.. But good thing is we all made it through. The traveler, Lady Lauma, even Knight of Favonious Grand Master and Fatui Harbingers come to help overcome this crisis."

After a moment of quiet, the captain finally speaks. When he speaks, his voice quiet and almost reluctant.

"They're really great, aren't they? Stopping a major crisis."

Just as you opened your mouth to answer it, he continued. 

"I doubt I'll be like them. Countless battles I lost, the people..." 

"Everything."

You fell silent. You knew for sure that his immense sense of responsibility as captain made him always feel like he should bear the burden on his shoulders. You admired him but also ached everytime he works too hard and endure everything alone. You want to tell him that losing is human, and humans can't hold their own and other people's lives.

"War will always take something away, whether we like it or not." 

"But I'm their captain. Their lives are on me when we're out there."

"Don't blame yourself. Our duty now to carry the hopes of those who have fallen, with us, who are still fighting."

Illuga listen to your words. His hand tracing beneath the reddish sand while his gaze locked at distant horizon. Your words strike a nerve, the deep part of his heart find truth among them. He need to stand up and continue to fight. 

After a brief pause, he lets out a deep sigh. The tension seems to drain out of his shoulders as he nods. 

"You're right. I know you're right. It just that-"

"Tell me." You broke through his words. 

"Even a captain needs someone to lighten the load." Both corners of your lips lifted, trying to convey a reassuring smile.

Illuga turns his gaze towards you, a glimpse of vulnerability crossing his features before it vanishes beneath his usual faceade. Although the subtle hitch in his breath and the way his shoulders loosen betray how your words affect him.

Another pause. Only the silence of the night and the sound of the waves filling the air. And then, he starts speaking.

"I just think that I don't fit in with my position as captain. The weight of others' lives, the decisions, the constant strain of leading everyone. Its overwhelming." 

"That old man would regret to his grave if he passed on his position to me."

Your eyebrows furrowed. "Hey, don't belittle yourself. We held you in high regard as captain, I'm sure it'll increase even more if you become Starshyna."

"Nonsense. I'm not even at the point where you can be proud of me as a leader." He disregarded what you said as if it were a fleeting breeze.

"Wha-? What are you thinking? If you don't have our respect, then why do you think we want to be led by you? Do you think we're willing to die following a fool??"

"I am that fool." 

You clenched the sand beneath you in anger. What the heck is that? You're fed up with his constant self-deprecating remarks and end up belittling his subordinates too. Does he think his subordinates don't have the capacity to judge their leader?

Your murmured something under your breath.

"Gosh, it's so annoying hearing someone just going a round and round lowering their own self-esteem. If you think lowly of yourself, don't assume everyone is like you."

Your palms quickly slapped on your lips, your eyes widened. 

"Wait- no. I didn't mean for that to sound so harsh! I apologize!"

"I mean, it's so annoying you see yourself so lowly despite everyone held a high respect about you, captain."

A soft, almost bitter chuckle escapes him at your words

"I think your views have changed after hearing me talk about myself. It's pathetic isn't it?" 

You shake your head. You knew this side of him existed, even if he tried to hide it. But it was rare to see him let down his guard so completely. You wanted to tell him he was doing a great job. That you all appreciated his leadership. How you saw the toll he was taking for the sake of others. But sometimes actions speak louder than words.

So instead, you reach over and place a gentle hand above his. 

Illuga tenses for a second at the unexpected contact. Years of discipline made him reflexively wary. But then he still, and when you don't pull away, something in his posture fractures.

Slowly, he leans into your touch just slightly. Not enough to acknowledge it outright, just enough that you feel the weight behind it, the quiet acceptance of support from someone who rarely allows herself to need anything either.

"Sometimes, it takes a lot of strength to be vulnerable rather than being strong all the time."

The softness of your voice breaking the silence of the night. Your thumb gently strokes the back of Illuga's gloved hand. You can feel the trembling beneath you.

"Thank you... for being here." He mutters, you chuckled as you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before you speak. 

"You don't get rid of me that easily." You teased.

"Besides, I just thought you needed a reminder that you're only human. Even the great leaders need to lean on others sometimes."

A soft, almost bitter chuckle escapes him at your words. Despite the teasing tone, there's an underlying sincerity in your statement. He knows you're right, he just not used to actually needing anyone.

Another wave of fatigue hits him then, and he closes his eyes, leaning even more of his weight into your touch like a man seeking a lifeline.

"Yeah you're right. I might consider relying on my elderly in the future." Illuga unexpectedly teased you back, emphasizing his statement while looking at you with a playful smile.

"Oh please, I'm just a few years senior. What do you mean by elder??" You scoff, pretending to be irritated by his words. But secretly you're gripping the sands beneath your palms. 

"Your words sound like the wisdom of someone who has lived for decades." He tease, his tone lightly mocking but also affectionate. Then he notices your tightly gripped fist and the sand beneath your fingers.

Before he can make another playful comment about it, you smear a handful of slightly damp sand onto his face. You ran away while Illuga was still reacting to the unexpected attack. 

"Hey!" He protests, wiping his face.

"What the- get back here!"

He springs upright and takes off after you, his competitive nature quickly taking over. You laugh as you bolt away. The adrenaline from the chase is almost giddy, a welcome distraction from the heavy thoughts that had weighed on both of your minds.

Illuga is hot on your heels, his long strides eating up the distance between you. A rare, broad grin is plastered on his face, the stresses of leadership and responsibility left behind for the moment.

"Get back here!" he calls out again, his voice tinged with both mock anger and genuine delight.

He lunges, tackling you into the soft sand with a yelp. Both of you collapsing in a tangle of limbs and breathless laughter. Illuga's grip is firm but not harsh as he pins your wrists down, his face inches from yours.

"Gotcha." He pants, still grinning like an idiot despite the grains stuck to his eyebrows.

"Now what's my punishment for catching my disrespectful senior? A scolding?"

There’s something dangerous in the glint of his eyes, not anger but rather playfulness. Like he’s daring you to try something reckless back.

You struggle a bit just for the sake of it, a mix of protest and genuine amusement lighting up your face. When he's got you pinned, you feign defeat, letting your wrists relax beneath his grip and your body goes slack in surrender.

You're both breathing heavily, the sand sticking to your clothes and your hearts pounding from adrenaline. But the atmosphere is light, filled with a mix of triumph and anticipation.

Illuga raises an eyebrow, his grip on your wrists loosening just a fraction, though he still keeps you pinned down. He seems to be contemplating what kind of punishment he should enforce. 

He decided to be fair, repaying you with the same action you did. He smeared sand on your face, you could only wince and close your eyes tightly in hopes that the sand wouldn't get stuck in your eyes. 

"Ugh-" You growled as you tried to wipe the sand off your face with your hands. 

Illuga laughed seeing your defeat. His eyes roam over you now, taking in the sight of your sprawled form beneath him. His gaze lingering on your face, then shifting to your sand dusted lips. It can't be helped if he focuses his gaze on your face full of glittering sand, ignoring your eyes that were narrowed in annoyance.

Your heart skipped a beat when you realized your captain gaze intensely, Not forgetting your current position with you being below him. 

The silence was broken when you heard a faint sound from the camp, the Starshyna shouting at you two to come back immediately. Illuga moved away from top of you, giving you a hand before pulling you up and leading back to camp.

Nikita scolded both of you when you arrived, giving a lecture especially to his son and ordered to change clothes. You and Illuga saluted, while muttering apologies, then went to the logistic tent. 

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The sensation of sand still sticking all over your body bothers you, giving you an unpleasant itchy and sticky feeling. You try to brush the sand off your body, but it's stubbornly stuck in your hair.

"Great. Now i got sands stuck up on my hair."

Illuga chuckled softly at your plight, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He reaches out without thinking, his fingers gently combing through your locks to dislodge the stubborn sand particles.

"Hold still." He murmured, his touch surprisingly gentle.

There's a certain intimacy to the simple act of him brushing sand off your hair, this moment felt too close compared to your usual roles as captain and subordinate. You fell silent, and let Illuga clean your hair of the sand that was stuck to it.

"It's no use, I had no choice but to take a bath."

You glanced at him slightly, studying his face. He was in much better shape than you, but some sand remained stuck in the hair covering his face. Suddenly, a memory flashes through your mind about the waterfall you found the other day while you were on your shift.

"There is a waterfall near here."

He pauses his movement for a moment, a frown tugging at the corners of his lips as he considers your words. A bath did sound tempting, the sand felt gritty against his skin and he could feel the dried sweat from battling all day clinging to him. His gaze flicked from you to the nearby waterfall you mentioned.

"A waterfall?" He questioned, his voice tinged with both caution and interest.

"Is it safe to venture that far from the camp at this hour?"

Then he noticed the stubborn sand stuck on his own face and sighed.

"Ugh, I need a bath too..."

You shook your head quickly. "No, its really close I swear. Just a few hundred meters from here." 

"Well, if you want to come along. I'll still go there." You shrugged, acting casual. You also realized that inviting your captain to clean up together might sound strange.

Illuga's eyes narrow at your nonchalance, as if he can sense your underlying intentions, but he's not sure yet. He studies you for a moment, trying to gauge your sincerity. Then he let out a huff.

"Fine, lead the way." He tried not to sound too eager, yet the thought of a refreshing bath and the fact it's with you... Well, it was a bit more appealing than spending another night tossing and turning in a cramped tent.

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You then leading the way towards the waterfall through the night's darkness. The sound of rushing water grew louder with each step, and soon enough, the moonlit silhouette of the waterfall came into view. The water glittered invitingly, its cool mist carrying a crisp, fresh scent into the air. Illuga took in the sight, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. It was even closer than you had promised.

"Not bad," He admitted grudgingly.

"You weren't lying about the distance at least."

You couldn't help smiling at his reaction, pleased that your little detour was proving more worthwhile than expected. The waterfall was indeed a small hidden gem, and the surroundings were still quiet enough that it felt like a private sanctuary.

"Told you." You said, walking closer to the water.

"And I can promise that no one will disturb us here."

You began to take off layer by layer of your clothes, preparing to bathe in the cool night water. You shaking them hard in an attempt to knock off the sand that was still stuck to it. Once you feel they are clean enough, you fold them and put them on a rock far enough away from the water to keep them dry.

Illuga chokes on air, his entire body going rigid as he watches you strip down without hesitation. His face burns a furious shade of red, partly from shock, partly from something else.

"Wha- what the hell are you doing?!"

He scrambles to turn around, shoulders hunched defensively as if shielding himself or maybe hiding how flustered he is. But despite the outburst, he doesn’t actually leave. Just stands there stiffly with his back turned. 

You grumble. "You think I'll take a bath in my clothes and return to camp drenched? 

Illuga mutters something under his breath, clearly trying to compose himself. He knew you had a point, but the image of you naked in the water was doing things to his mind that were anything but professional.

"But you could've given me a warning or something. I'm a man, I have reactions, you know."

He can't disguise the flustered tone in his voice. He's trying so hard to be the mature one here, but you were really testing his limits. He still has his back to you, while you have already entered the water and staring at him in annoyance.

"C'mon, strip yourself. Are you going to throw away the rare chance to clean yourself?"

He makes a strangled noise, half aggravation, half disbelief. But you're right, and he knows it. A proper bath is rare these days, and the sand is itchy as hell.

"Fine." Illuga reluctantly starts take off his jacket with stiff movements, still facing away from you like a man marching to his own execution. 

You watched lazily as Illuga start to take off his clothes. When the thick fur jacket falls down with low thud, you stare in disbelief.

You are surprised to see that underneath the thick jacket is a gray sweater with a sleeveless and backless model. Milky white skin decorated with several scars exposed to you, your eyes impolitely roamed at the curve of his spine. 

Who knows that the captain Illuga wear such an indecent clothes behind those jacket. The heat between your thighs pooled, You try to be professional, but who can blame you when you see a beautiful sight like this?

Illuga felt your gaze pierce from behind him. His head turned back slightly, though clearly avoiding looking at your naked body.

"Don't stare too much... It's embarrassing." 

"You look good wearing that." The words slipped from your lips.

His eyes snap open, widening in surprise as your words register. He was expecting mockery or teasing, maybe even some sly comments about his choice of clothes. Instead you complimented him. Genuinely, even.

For a moment, he just stands there, stunned into silence. This wasn't how he was expecting this moment to go, not one bit. Then a gruff scoff escapes him, trying to hide the embarrassment in his voice.

"Look away, I'm going to take off my clothes." He mutters, his cheeks flushed a faint pink.

You sighed, muttering 'alright' halfheartedly as you looked away. But you still stole a glance at Illuga as he stripped down, just leaving his shorts.

He cautiously walks over to the water, his steps was hesitant. Even though he's trying his best to maintain a nonchalant facade, the tension in his body is evident. His shoulders remain stiff, his hands clenched into fists to hide how they're shaking slightly.

In the back of his mind, a million thoughts race. How he should keep a respectable distance, how he should focus on washing rather than stealing glances at your naked body. But none of those thoughts seem to reach his mouth as he finally wades into the water, stopping right beside you.

He sucks in a breath as the cool water hits his skin, a mixture of relief and anticipation shuddering through his body. His eyes are still averted, but every one of his senses feel hyperaware of your presence beside him.

"Damn.." He mutters softly

"It's colder than I thought."

He tries to distract himself by scrubbing at the stubborn sand still stuck to his entire body, but his movements are stiff, a desperate focus than an attempt to actually get clean. 

"Here... Let me." You approached, took some water and helped him wash away the sand that was stuck in his hair and face.

He tenses as you step closer, your hands touching his face and hair. Every nerve in his body is on fire, yet he doesn't pull away, he doesn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

"You don't have to..." He mumbles weakly, though the protest sounds halfhearted at best.

His fingers flex at his sides like he wants to reach for you but isn't sure if that's allowed. Instead, he just lets you wash him with a quiet sort of reverence, as if this moment between captain and subordinate had somehow blurred into something far more dangerous. 

His breath hitches as the sensation of your hands against his skin sending a shiver down his spine. The water drips from his hair onto both of you, but neither seems to care anymore.

And then, finally unable to resist any longer, Illuga's hand lifts. His fingers brush against your hand where they're still tangled in wet strands of hair. Hesitant at first before curling around them gently. You freeze at the touch, but don't pull away.

No words are said, but they aren't needed. This moment speaks for itself.

Illuga's fingers slide down from your hands to your wrist, his touch becoming firmer as he gently tugs you closer. You move willingly closer without protest, closing the distance between your bodies. The water lapping at your skin feels suddenly hotter, the night air suddenly heavier. The two of you are so close that you can hear each other breathing.

His hands find your hips, his fingers flex on your skin like he's barely holding back from pulling you even closer. His gaze drops to your mouth, lips parted and eyes half lidded with unvoiced longing.

"Can I..?" The touch of his calloused thumb gently brushed your lips as your captain expressed his defeat. Surrender to the desire who fights with his stubborn determination to maintain professionalism. 

His request was followed by a soft nod from you, a pink blush spreading across your heated face. Illuga's hands move to cup your face, one thumb tilting your chin up, caressing the skin underneath so gently as if you were a precious masterpiece that could easily be broken. 

And then, he finally close the distance. His lips crashes into yours with a quiet desperation, all heat and hunger and months of pent-up emotion poured into one reckless kiss under moonlight and rushing water. His fingers slide into your hair, tugging slightly to angle your head so he can kiss you deeper. His tongue slides across your bottom lip, seeking entrance like a man starving for more. He kisses you like he's been waiting years to taste you, like you're the most precious thing in the world and he's finally gotten a chance to hold you, to touch you.

He only breaks the kiss when his lungs start to burn, pulling back just enough to breathe but not leaving any space between your bodies. You're both panting, gasping for air like two people drowning. He's still holding your face in his hands, thumb brushes over your swollen lips, his breath shuddering against your skin.

Your fingers curl on his back, trying to find some comfortable warmth in the freezing cold water that washes over you both. 

"Do you want to continue further?" 

His blue eyes widened slightly, deep down there was a part of him that was telling him to come to his senses and not continue, you two shouldn't be doing this. You two are captain and subordinate with a professional relationship. 

But, screw it. It's already too far for him to go back. Having you here at the most vulnerable form gives him the comfort just like the moments ago offshore, in a different way.

His nod made you feel like you had won the biggest victory of your life. Your lips roamed his neck, giving him open-mouthed kisses. Occasionally nibbling on his white, scarred skin. 

Illuga gasped as he felt your warm and wet tongue tickle his skin, his body felt like it was being carried by you to the edge of the waterfall. The two of you sat on the slippery rocks, with Illuga in your lap pressed tightly against your body. You still kept kissing his neck, but your fingers below started to teasing the tent that had formed between his legs. You playfully traced the tip of your finger on his hardened cock, still covered in his tight black shorts. 

His whole body jerking like he's been electrocuted. A strangled noise escapes his throat, high and embarrassed. 

"D-don't tease me!" His hands clutch at your shoulders for dear life, fingers digging in as if bracing himself.

The teasing brush is torture. He doesn't know whether to squirm away or press closer into you, and the conflicted whimper that leaves him says it all. He's overwhelmed but not hating this at all.

"So demanding." You chuckled as you kissed the corner of his lips. You decided to stop playing around and get down to the real thing. You kissed once again. Your tongue shyly explored his mouth, which he returned with a tongue that welcomed yours. Your fingers started to slip down his pants, Illuga moaned into the kiss as you pulled his pants down and freed his hardened cock that throbbing in the cold air of Nod-Krai. It's not quite large, but a beautiful dark pink color, with beads of precum on his tip. 

One of your hands squeezing the shaft, while the other fondle it's tip and smearing the precum until it covers all parts of his length. Illuga cried, his trembling body immediately leaning against your chest for support. 

You started to stroke, followed by loud moan escape from Illuga's lips when he felt your cold hands pumping his cock. The rhythm is slow, at first since you are still hesitant. But after getting a little courage you increase the speed. 

"Ahhh! Wait, slow down!" He squirms in your arms, but you have no intention of slowing things out. 

After more strokes, you could sense his cock twitching beneath your palm. And with that, a rope of cum splurting followed with Illuga's whine. Just looking at the mess make your pussy clenching around nothing. You really want to shoves his length inside you, but you want to continue destroy this man until he see stars. So instead, you grip his softened dick that immediately hard again. The overstimulation from previous climax adding to his sensitivity, that is proven by how intenssive his whimper now. 

"No- I can't! It's too sensitive"

Illuga helplessly writhed in your arms as you accelerated to an insane speed. His limp hands finally found their place on your chest. His palms flattened and grope your breast swell, clutching on to anything in the hope of maintaining his consciousness so that he does not collapse any time. Illuga gasped for breath, you could see below you his face pressed so close to your chest. His eyelashes tickled your hardened nipple. And with that, his gasping mouth unconsciously slipped your bud between his lips.

Your breathe hitching as Illuga desperately knead, suck, and tweak your nipples. As if his life depended on doing that. 

He came for the second time, he tightened his teeth around your bud before then letting it out breathlessly. Your chest and his chin are drenched with his pooling saliva. But despite that, you cupped his soft cheeks and brought him up to peppering kisses all over his face. Illuga giggled in response, you felt his arms now wrap around your neck tightly.

"You okay?" You asked with genuine concern. Your noses bumped with each other, Illuga nuzzling into your face seeking for comfort. You can't help but think of him like a clingy kitten, purring with exhaustion after a long day of playing.  

"I'm okay..." He mumbled. Words of affirmation escaped your lips to console Illuga, who was still exhausted. You actually felt a little worry for him at this moment, but you couldn't hold back your desire as you can feel your cunt now wet flooded in your own fluid.

You lay Illuga down gently, placing a kiss on his forehead. Illuga, with his eyes still slightly closed, watched what you were about to do. You climbed on top of him, your thighs bent beside Illuga's body. Your inner thighs brush against the skin of his hips. The captain realized that you started to spread open your pussy till he could see the glint of liquid wetting it. His cock hard again seeing the sight of you like that, before he could react further, he let out a moan as he felt your hand guide the head of his cock to your entrance. Just brushing gently over it, you faltered as the tip of his length rubbed against your clit. 

Illuga knew what he had to do. His hand went down to caress the sensitive bud. 

"Aahh-!" A loud, shameless moan escaped your lips as the sensation of Illuga's calloused fingers flicked your clit. He uses your own fluids to lubricate the little button, when it's already slick it easier for him to play with the parts that make you feel good.

"Feels good?" Illuga asked, you could only nod quickly because your mouth was too busy letting out whine the whole time. 

Not wanting to waste any more time, you pushed your cunt down on his cock until it started to enter you. You groaned in pain, but kept pushing him in deeper. Finally, Illuga's cock was completely inside you.

Illuga groaned as he felt your vaginal walls squeeze him so tightly. He almost came the third time just by entering you. 

"Shit, you're so hot and tight." 

His hand continued to play with your clit, rubbing it in slow circular motions but with enough pressure. 

Just as he was about to move his hips, your hands roughly pushed Illuga to stay on the ground, holding him there as Illuga was in disbelief by your actions.

"Who said that you will take the charge?"  

You haughtily looked down at the helpless Illuga beneath you. Having someone with authority above you helplessly lying on the ground made something inside you burn. 

"Let me do it. You've been in charge enough all this time." 

With that, you move your hips. The sound of wet skin slapping against each other combined with the sound of the water. You ride his dick with a brutal rhythm as if you were in a horse race. Illuga cried, his hands that were still teasing you now chose to grip your waist and butt. 

"Fuck- why are you so fast??" Illuga grunted between moans. Ignoring his complaints, you continued to move up and down without slowing down in the slightest. 

Your boobs jiggling followed by your thrust, dangling in front of Illuga's face. Illuga licked his lips as an idea crossed his mind. He reached both of your nipples, his right hand pinched it harshly while the left hand flicked his forefinger against your bud. 

"Fuck!" You gasped, your eyebrows furrowed sharply as you glared at Illuga in annoyance. Illuga returned your gaze with a smirk. He continues his ministration to keep you pleasured, he doesn't want only him to feel good here. 

One of his hands left your nipple, moving down to play with your lonely clit again because it was left alone before. 

With the stimulation in both of your sensitive spots, you feel your orgasm getting closer. Not forgetting his cock still exploring your insides. Your movements slowed down, his twitching cock inside you signaling that Illuga was close too. 

"Hey." You called out to him. Illuga, who had been focusing his attention to your breasts shifted his gaze to your face.

"Come inside me." Your asked him. No, it's not asking but demanding.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly letting out a gasp.. "That's dangerous, what if I get you pregnant??" 

You shook your head.

"This is not my fertile period, at least. Or I could ask Lady Lauma if she can get me some contraceptive herbs." 

Illuga's face heated up at the thought of him cumming inside you, spraying his warm fluids on your womb as a sign that he had visited you. A slight fear gnawed at him, what if you get pregnant? But he decided to trust you. He muttered 'okay' under his breath. 

You smiled, leaning in so you could kiss him. The heated kiss in the middle of sex left a trail of saliva connecting your lips as you both pulled away. You let your forehead rest on his.

Your thrusts slowed down, but you decided to deepen the thrusts even though the speed had decreased. His cock reaches your deepest part as you moan his name from your lips. 

"Illuga- Illuga! I'm close.." You tilt your face, looking at his beautiful eyes with beauty mark adorning them. 

"Me too.. Let's coming together, alright?" 

His lips landed on yours again. With a few more thrusts and Illuga taking the initiative to stroke your clit, you both reached your climax. Illuga shouted your name loudly as if he wanted the nocturnal animals to hear it, so you don't have to explain to Lauma when you ask for contraceptives because the animals have already told her. 

You landed tiredly on top of him. Illuga pulled you into his embrace, fixing your messy hair that was stuck to your face because of sweat, he tucked a few strands behind your ear while giving you the softest, most sincere look you had ever seen from him. You both realized that your bodies were now sticky, giggling at the fact that the previous agenda for cleaning yourselves had brought you to this point. 

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Illuga hugged you and then carried you back to the waterfall. He washed you so delicate, rubbing water all over your body to rinse away the sweat. Maybe even with his own fluids dripping from between your thighs. 

Feeling like you didn't do anything, you got up to help clean his body, but he refused and told you to stay still. 

"No, no. Don't move, okay? You have given me so much today, let me repay you." You sighed as Illuga washed your hair. 

After he finished cleaning you, he proceeded to wash himself. Then he picked you up again to dry you off, and even without being asked, he dressed you. Your heart beats fast with the attention he gives you, you feel warm with the fact that tonight you are giving each other comfort. After Illuga got dressed, he offered to carry you back to camp, but you quickly declined. You don't want to cause trouble if the other ratniks see you two. You can at least make an excuse if asked why you went out together, but if you were carried, it would definitely raise another assumption. 

When you returned to camp, you parted ways with Illuga as you both had to go to your own tents. But before actually parted, Illuga took your hand and placed a tender kiss on the back of it. 

"I owe you a lot for today." He utters. 

At least that's your last memory before you go to sleep to greet tomorrow. There's a lot of things you should do....