Night attack 1 [R-18]

Calyx retired to his room, stripping off his armor and putting on more comfortable clothes. He kept his sword and armor in his storage ring, ready to withdraw them at a moments' notice.

In war, it was a cardinal sin to be without your weapon and armor even when you were not in battle.

Many soldiers had been caught with their pants down and died miserable and indignant deaths because they were weaponless and armorless during an attack.

Calyx was strong but he was no fool.

He never left his armor nor his weapons behind. 

He sprawled on his bed, his hands at the back of his head as he lay deep in thought. The illumination of the glow stones in his room became even brighter as darkness descended.

Demons loved darkness. 

From time immemorial, whenever demons and humans clashed, demons seldom attacked in the day. 

The night was their weapon, their steroid.

It gave them power to raid human settlements and slaughter and pillage with frenzied glee.

That was why in the night, the sentries on the walls of Fort Blackrock were doubled.

No one wanted to be caught unawares when demons struck.

The Eagle Unit and the Wolf Unit were the sentries for the first nightshift. When it was midnight, the Bear Unit and Tiger Unit would take over.

All other troops were on standby, resting but ready to fight at a moment's notice.

Such was war.

Too much rest and before you knew it, your enemy was upon you, weapons drawn, ready to kill.

Calyx soon drifted off into light slumber as he breathed evenly.

Unlike other nights, his sleep wasn't filled with visions of bones and rivers of blood, the crying of the damned or the clutches of inescapable death.

It was peaceful and void of bloody images.

Such sleep was rare and Calyx cherished it. 

A few hours passed and Calyx's door slowly opened. A figure snuck into his room, silently closing the door.

Calyx's brow twitched even though he slumbered.

His senses, honed from countless nights of sleeping in dangerous zones screamed at him that an intruder was in his room.

His finger trembled softly, ready to summon his sword in a moment even as he maintained his façade of sleep.

Light rustling sounds were heard as the intruder dropped things onto the floor and climbed up onto Calyx on the bed, straddling him.

Calyx's eyes flew open and his sword appeared in his hands, aimed for the throat of the intruder.

'It's me. You're not going to kill me, are you?' Liya smiled at Calyx.

She was fully naked, her bountiful breasts defiantly hanging in front of Calyx's face and her nipples red and rigid, standing at attention.

'Liya,' Calyx sighed, rolling his eyes. He put away his sword, enjoying the view in front of him.

'Missed me?' Liya smirked seductively and ran her well-manicured fingers down his chest. Impatiently, she began to tug off his hindrance of a shirt.

Calyx allowed her to take it off, revealing his flawless chest and well defined muscles.

'I saw you a few hours ago. Why would I miss you?'

'I could see it in your eyes, Calyx. You wanted me. Most commanders leave after mission reports to their deputies but you always give it personally.

We have the whole night to ourselves. You're off duty and I just so happen to be free,' Liya murmured, running her hands down Calyx's chest and pinching his nipples.

Calyx watched her calmly as she lowered her head, her blonde hair cascading forward as she leaned in to capture his lips.

Their tongues intertwined with each other as Liya devoured his lips and his tongue while slowly grinding on his crotch.

In response, Calyx's little brother rose fully to attention, much to Liya's amusement. 'See? Even your body agrees with me,' she chuckled.

Not hesitating, she pulled his trousers down, unveiling his sword in its full naked glory. 

Skillfully, she captured him with her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip of his manhood, causing Calyx to let out an involuntary gasp.

The gasping turned into panting as she took him in full length in her mouth, skillfully bobbing her head and occasionally glancing at him seductively.

She slowly stroked his rod with her smooth hands as she lowered her head, sucking on his balls. 

He was as hard as tenebrite right now and the playful bites, licks and eye contact only made it worse.

His heavy breathing hitched as he forced Liya's head down onto his manhood and begun thrusting.

*Gurh Gurh Glup Glup! 

Gurgling sounds filled the room as Calyx rod went in and out of Liya's skillful mouth. 

Finally, his hips quivered as he spurted his seed deep into her mouth, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

Liya licked her lips slowly and climbed onto him again. 

With a sensual slowness, she held his still erect manhood and guided it to the tip of her entrance. 

She stroked it slowly, rubbing it on her clitoris and occasionally sending it in tip first before quickly withdrawing it, much to the ire of Calyx.

She was torturing him and she fully enjoyed it as she looked at his semi glazed expression, begging to enter the promised land.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she guided him into her and they both let out a gasp of emotion.

Looking into his eyes, she rose and fell on his rod rhythmically even as he played with her nipples and breasts, kneading them into shapes, sucking on them, pulling at them.

Her breathing became heavier as she began to move even faster, riding him with urgency. He too thrust deep inside as his hips collided with her lower body.

Clapping sounds and heavy moans filled the room as a musky scent emanated from the two lovers.

'Ahhn… Ahhh, Calyx, harder! Harder! Mmph... Ungh, Oh my god yes!'

Liya let out a cry and her thighs shook as a tremor passed through them, making them weak. Calyx's manhood popped out and a clear liquid shot out from between her quivering legs even as she reached orgasm.

Calyx's strong hands reached for her pulled her onto his face. Holding her thighs firmly in place, his tongue lapped at the entrance of her moist cave as her legs trembled with even greater delight.

Like a thirsty man, he greedily drank her juices as he kept kissing and sucking the folds of her entrance.

Flipping her over, he pulled her legs to him and thrust himself in, making her moan loudly.

Her toes curled in pleasure and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Calyx kept pumping his hips like a piston, his lips sucking on her nipples and giving hickeys on her neck and lips.

He felt his release coming so he moved faster and faster, increasing the clapping sounds in the room. 

With a grunt, he shot his white hot seed deep into her cave as she let out a cry of delight, moaning his name. 

Calyx panted heavily and his eyes clouded with lust.

It had been long since he slept with her and tonight he was fully going to make sure he satisfied his carnal pleasures with her body.

'Get up!' he growled, pulling her up by her blonde hair. 

Liya submissively rose and allowed Calyx to turn her over. He spanked her pale, peach shaped ass, round and full, promising a sensual cushion and spread it wide open, exposing her pink flower, blessed with his seed.

With a feral grunt, he shoved his rod back in and began to thrust in from behind. 

Liya moaned with reckless abandon, her tongue lolling out as her blonde hair was pulled back roughly by Calyx and her ass turned bright red from his spanks.

Her hands gripped the sheets and her back quivered with pleasure.

It didn't take him long to climax again.

Her folds were just like her, seductive and tight, causing one to lose himself to the warmth.

Liya collapsed on the bed, gushing out juices as she orgasmed. Calyx pulled her up and began to tease her entrance with his fingers.

His fingers went in and out of that warm cave, causing it to churn and leak out even more juices as Liya's sensual sopranic moans reached a high crescendo.

A new orgasm was bubbling, urging to burst forth under the assault of Calyx's skillful fingers.

Unfortunately, the night of passion for the lovers had to be cut short even as the bells of the fort rang loudly.

*CLANG! *CLANG!! *CLANG!!!

'DEMONS ARE COMING!!' roared one of the watchers.

It was a night attack!