ChromaSky: A Moment’s Peace

The following story is part of a work in progress I’m tentatively calling the ChromaSky series. The stories will follow this threesome across various worlds filled with dramatic tropes from sci-fi, high fantasy, and post-apocalyptic distopian tales.
A Moment’s Peace is all about enjoying those quiet moments when you can. I’ve heard some people mock sex scenes or intimate scenes in fantasy books and movies because the characters are in danger, why are they focusing on sex at a time like this. This is all about life being short so enjoy these moments, take these moments when you can because you may not be able to touch your lover again.
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A Moment’s Peace

Gunin and Emrys watched Demea run her hand over the giant stone letters. They were cracked and stained from a hundred years of decay in this strange world but still held together to form a word in the ancient tongue.

“What does it say?” Gunin asked, unable to keep the awe out of this voice.

Emrys cleared his throat and translated. “Century twenty-one.”

Understanding rippled through Gunin like a low voltage shock wave. He had heard of those words, heard of the myths and legends surrounding it and the fourth world portal. “The ancient date?”

Nodding, Demea went on as if reading from the sacred tomes kept in her temple home. “We do not fully understand what these buildings once were. Some of our order suggest that it was part of the early places of worship.” She stepped back from the cracked letters and sighed as if adjusting the heavy burden she carried. “What we do know is that these signs mark the end of the old era and beginning of the new. When humans were on the brink of destroying one of the four portal worlds and the Gods came with divine intervention to save their earth.”

Emrys moved behind her, wrapping his arms around Demea and pulling her close. Gunin watched them with a faint smile as the sorcerer kissed her neck. When Emrys didn’t stop, Dema sighed then tried to pull away.

“I don’t think now is a good time for…that,” she said, her face heating. Glancing at Gunin, Demea sought an ally that might agree with her.

Emrys wasn’t deterred. “Isn’t any time when we’re not being tracked down by the horde or assassins or damned dragons a good time?”

Gunin could only laugh. “He has a point, my lady.”

Before Demea could argue, Gunin stepped in front of her and cupped her beautiful, heart shaped face in his hands. He noticed her lips were wet and her eyes had tears in them. “Let’s enjoy this moment of peace while we can.”

“And what better way to enjoy peace than inside of you, priestess,” Emrys said with a devilish grin at Gunin.

Rolling her eyes, Demea relented. “It’s unfair when you two gang up on me,” she grumbled.

“It’s the one thing we can agree on,” Gunin said with a smile that Demea thought looked a lot like one of Emrys’ expression.

“You like it when we gang up on you,” Emrys teased as his hands moved to open up her cloak. “Besides Demea, you’re the one telling us to get along more.”

Gunin had to admit the other man was right. He helped Emrys undo Demea’s diplomatic robes and push them off of her luscious form until they pooled around her booted feet. Once she was bare to them, he finally felt the beginnings of relaxation drift over him.

When training, he remembered one of the officers commenting on how every one of them needed a partner to go home to. “There’s nothing like going home and burying yourself in some sexy curves. That’s the ticket for good sleep.”

None of them had slept in an age since crossing the portal and all he wanted to do just then was bury himself in Demea’s curves and watch Emrys do the same.

Watching Emrys kiss Demea, it was hard for him to imagine that he could ever have been jealous of the two. When the kiss broke, Emrys reached for Gunin, pulling the taller knight down to them so that Demea could kiss his lips and Emrys could playfully nip at his neck.

It took Gunin a few minutes to slide out of his armor. Demea helped him unbuckle straps and set everything aside neatly. She left a trail of kisses over each inch of flesh that was revealed as the armor came away so that when he stood naked before her, Gunin felt bathed in her love. He watched Emrys from the corner of his eye while the sorcerer checked the magical shields around the building and create a heating spell. The spell crackled like fire in the rubble near the ancient stone letters but the light it put off was a soft rose color rather than the yellow-orange of flames. Gunin admired this beautiful bit of magic as Emrys undressed.

Bathed in rosey light the three came together in comfortable silence.

Emrys began by stroking Demea’s body in a way that made Gunin think of how the priesthood anointed statues of the Goddesses in his home temple. Reverence and desire. His fingers pressed between her legs and stroked Demea’s already wet folds. She took both of their cocks in hand, lovingly stroking both until they were as hard as stone.

Demea kissed Emrys as Gunin lifted her up by her hips and pulled her onto his cock with ease. The feel of her ass and thighs, full in his hands was something he would never tired of. As she took him in slowly, Demea arched back and let her upper body rest against Emrys. They held her up off the stone floor and she fully trusted that they’d never drop her.

Emrys stroked her breasts until her nipples were hard dark buds and a mere caress made her moan. He moved down over her belly, teasingly grasping her love-handles, then linking his hands with Gunin. The knight allowed the other man to control their thrusts, fucking the priestess together in a way. One hand freed itself to move between their bodies, stroking Demea’s pussy and circling her clit. Gunin wondered if Emrys knew he was also stroking the base of his cock. The sensation of the sorcerer’s rough, cool fingers between thrusts into Demea’s velvety heat was too delicious feeling.

Demea came for them, arching and bucking in the air between them. Her soft cries of pleasure bounced off the stone walls and fallen pillars like hymns to the Gods of pleasure.

“That’s in beautiful,” Emrys cooed against her ear as she stroked her through it. He then looked up at Gunin and nodded towards the ground in silent direction.

Lowering themselves to the floor, Gunin didn’t stop his slow, deep thrusts. He held Demea firmly by the hips as she arched back to rest her head and shoulders on Emry’s lap. His engorged cock stood near her face, almost red in the shadowy light. Both men watched as Demea gently pushing back his foreskin to lick and kiss at the head of it. Emrys buried his hand in her dark gold curls and directed her moments until his cock slid into her mouth and teased her throat. With a goarn he began to slowly thrust until he and Gunin developed a slow rhythm together.

Gunin watched Demea as they made love to her. As he thrust in, his thick cock spreading her perfectly, Emrys pulled out almost to the tip. As Demea sucked the sorcerer’s cock back into her beautiful mouth, Gunin pulled back. He knew that if Emrys ever fucked Demea’s ass as he threatened to on occasion, this would be their rhythm, never letting her be empty of them until they all three came.

Running his hands over her body, Gunin admired not for the first time the pale beauty of her flesh. His own dark hands with their many scars from years of combat looked beastly against her hips and belly. Emry’s hand on her breast moved down her belly. Gunin met it with his own and laced his fingers through the sorcerer’s. Emrys was pale as well though darker than the formerly-sheltered priestess. His slender fingers were strong though as the grapsed each other, holding Demea down by her belly as she came again.

Her moans around Emrys’ cock were a mumble of what might have been their names. She looked up at them, her eyelids heavy and lashes wet. Gunin wished that they could stay like this – entwined with each other here in warm and quiet halls filled with the music of their pleasure. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the moment that he would stretch to eternity if he had the power.

Demea released Emrys’ cock from her mouth with a wet pop and nipped his inner thigh playfully. Emrys looked away from Gunin, who he had been admiring as the other man lost himself in what looked like orgasmic bliss, and smiled down at their woman. With his free hand, he pushed the loose curls of hair from her red cheeks and caressed her throat with his fingertips.

“My love,” he said softly, one of the few times he allowed himself to express his true affection for her, before pushing the head of his cock back into her mouth. Glancing up, he said Gunin watching them again, his pale eyes similar to Demea’s in their half-lidded expression. Emrys admired Gunin’s full lips and wondered what it would be like if the knight and the priestess’ roles were reversed.

An image of Demea riding Gunin’s cock until her tits bounced while Emrys fucked the other man’s mouth came to him clearly. He might have cum there and then at the fantasy alone if it wasn’t for the sliver of self restraint he had on himself.

Gunin groaned as he bright his eyes up from Demea’s face to Emrys. His body was covered with a sheen of sweat and his messy black hair hung partially in his face. He was surprised to find Emrys watching him instead of their beloved priestess. There was something in the sorcerer’s eyes that Gunin hoped he wasn’t imagining.

The longing Gunin felt in his stomach back in Xaljarune was back and he wasn’t sure he could hold it back now. “Emrys,” he said but it came out as a moan as Demea came hard around his cock again. Catching his breath and willing himself to not lose himself just yet, he focused on Emrys. “I…” It caught in his throat like tears.

Emrys reached for the other man and pulled him forward so that the two arched over Demea until their foreheads touched.

“Oh gods, I love you,” Gunin moaned before Emry’s kissed him fiercely. He came hard, harder than he remembered ever before. From the way Demea bucked and arched beneath him he knew she felt it too.

Gasping, Gunin pulled back and moved to stretch out beside Demea. Emrys pulled his hard cock from her lips and moved down her body letting her turn to kiss Gunin.

Positioning himself between Demea’s legs, Emrys thrust into her slowly. When he pulled back out a little he could see Gunin’s cum on his cock. Shaking with need he thrust in harder, pressing himself into her as deep as he could as he lay against her. The other two brought him into their kisses readily.

Gunin slid his hand between his lovers’ bodies, rubbing over Demea’s soaked pussy until he could grasp the base of Emrys’ cock. Already Emrys’ balls were tight to his body and ready for release.

Feeling Gunin’s rough hand against her clit, Demea arched into another orgasm.

With her mouth free, Demea could moan their names aloud as she could no longer differentiate who it was making her cum. Through the haze of her bliss, she watched the two men kiss and caress each other and finally felt a bit of peace after days of horror and worry.

Emrys came hard with a sound more akin to a roar than any words of affection. He fell against Demea, resting his head on her breast while Guinin ran his hands over the both of them as if reassuring himself they were there and they were his.

When his senses came back him, Emrys lifted himself up on his elbows but remained on top of inside Demea who didn’t seem to mind as she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. He looked over at Gunin and smirked. “So you love me, Dragon Slayer?”

Rolling his eyes and groaning, Gunin could only nod. “I said what I said, Bastard.”

Demea could only laugh as Emrys kissed Gunin then her. It had certainly taken them long enough.

4 thoughts on “ChromaSky: A Moment’s Peace”

  1. Oh I love where this is going.

    Also, in another life, I worked in the real estate industry, and I’d say yes, there are some people who probably do worship at the altar of Century 21, lol

    1. Lol Thanks. I saw a sign for it the day I began writing this scene and for some reason it clicked. It was going to be some sort of bank before that but this worked better and similar context.

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