WHORE DESIRES

🧡COACHING🧡

🧡MAGIAL EXPEDITION🧡
CHARACTERS: BOTTOM Y/N, TOP ZEPHYR
KINKS: CARRIAGE SEX,, SWORD FIGHT🤺(I am NOT taking this shit srsly.)

THIS IS A TIME SKIP WHERE Y/N AND ZEPHYR'S ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP IS OFFICIAL

This is gonna be a short one, because I legit don't know how to write smut...
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"Should we get Moriah flowers?"

"For what?"

"For her engagement."

"Oh. Right. I forgot about that."

"How? She's throwing a whole banquet to celebrate it."

"Oh, that's what it's for. Poor Niamh..."

"Hey, she's getting that noble life now. Even if she is a commoner, Moriah will kill anyone who defies their 'iMoRtAL lOvE'."

You rolled your eyes as you mocked, hands on your knees as you observed some flowers at a florist's stall. Zephyr was right behind you, leaning over to try and see what you were looking at. "So, uh...", he murmured, "What kind of flowers does she like?", he asked.

You stilled for a second. "I don't know. But...let's just get her something that's her favorite color.", you shook your head, squinting your eyes. Zephyr hummed, swaying back and forth on the ball of his heel. "Then, what's her favorite color?", you turned your head at him, grimacing.

"I thought...you knew?"

"What?"

Your (e/c) eyes just stared into Zephyr's green ones, a silence was held among them. "So, just roses then?", the fox asked, shrugging with an unbothered expression. You shot up and smacked his shoulder. "Ow!", he exclaimed while rubbing his injured area.

You huffed at him, "No, roses are too simple.", you waved off his suggestion, shifting your weight to get a better view at the flowers that were farther away. "I guess Moriah would get pretty angry if we gave her 'simple' roses for her engagement...", Zephyr mumbled, rubbing his chin.

"Hm...I think I got it.", you said to yourself, calling over the florist with a hand gesture.

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The clip-clopping of a dozen horse hooves were muffled to the inside of the carriage. The muddy pathway was bumpy, making your body jostle. You used the top of your index finger to move the curtain that covered the carriage's window on the inside.

"Why do I have to carry the flowers.", Zephyr whined, gently kicking his feet out of small frustration. You rolled your eyes, turning your head to look at the pot of weeping begonia in his arms. "I never told you to hold them, just put them on the other side's seat.", you grabbed the pot out of his hands, standing up and placing it on the other side of the carriage.

"There—ah!", you yelped as the whole carriage jumped over something, presumably, a rather large rock. You fell back into Zephyr, and he caught you in his arms. You let out a grunt as your behind landed in his lap.

"Ah, thanks.", you patted one of Zeyphyr's arms that was wrapped on your waist, lifting yourself up. You muttered a 'huh' when the orange haired man's arm didn't budge. You looked over at him with a questioning, arched brow. "I think you're just fine, right here!", He only grinned at you, pulling you closer as he nuzzled his face into the back of your neck.

You scoffed, smiling and patting his head. "Alright, just for the ride.", you let out an exhausted sigh as you leaned back, your back pressed against Zephyr's chest. You rested the back of your head on his shoulder, staring up at the carriage's ceiling. You closed your left eye when the green eyed male placed a small kiss on your cheek.

You gave him a tired smile, pressing a gentle hand on his face as if to say 'I love you too'. It only took a minute or so of the bumpy ride to feel something poking at you. You instantly knew what it was, but you chose to ignore it.

Why?

'Cause, why not?

A few seconds later, you could feel Zephyr try to shift around. "Again?", you huffed. "What are you? An adolescent boy?", you rolled your eyes, refraining the grin that wanted to show on your face. Zephyr rubbing his face into your shoulder more, "I can't help it, you're too cute.", he whined.

You laughed at his statement. You had only realized how sexually active Zephyr was after you two had gotten into a fully, committed relationship. It was surprising, but it wasn't like you minded it. It was just when he got like this in less private places.

Like a carriage surrounded by royal knights on horses.

That's when it bothered you. You let out a defeated sigh, standing up. "Take off your trousers.", you commanded, undoing your own belt while trying to keep your balance. You could sense your lover's excitement increase, hearing as he unbuckled his belt as well.

A rustling noise was sounded as he shimmied his pants off, setting himself back down on the seat. "I don't think we should go all the way, we only have about...", you put aisde the window curtain again, peaking out. "Forty minutes, maybe forty-two.", you gathered saliva in your mouth after you estimated an amount of time.

"That's good enough for me.", Zephyr's eyes were round and wide, practically sparkling. You chuckled, "You're just happy to be here, huh?", you joked, only laughing more when the fox nodded eagerly. You gently kicked off your pants that were pooled on your ankles, then you straddled Zephyr's lap.

You pressed your hard shaft against his, causing his hips to jerk forward a bit. "Relax.", you pinned down his hips with yours. You then spat a generous amount of spit into the palm of your hand, then wrapping it around both yours, and Zephyr's leaking members.

You slowly and gently stroked them with your hand, up and down. Zephyr bit down on his lower lip, trying to quiet his small moans and whimpers. You only let out heavy breaths, going over the ginger's tips, messing with and thumbing the slit.

Zephyr's eyes were screwed shut, brows knitted, he kept his head down, hands making their way to your waist. You could feel his fingers grip and dig into your skin through your shirt, slightly hitching his hips upwards whenever you grazed a certain part on his head.

You made eye contact with him, parting your lips to tease him, but then—

Both you and Zephyr yelped aloud when the entire carriage jumped, making the two of you be lifted off of the seat for a single second. You could also hear a loud shatter, quickly whipping your head back to see the pot of flowers on the floor, broken.

You could also hear the guards outside of the carriage practically scattering around and screaming in hysteria. You shot up from Zephyr's lap, grabbing your pants and rapidly putting them on, slipping on your belt in a panicked rush.

The fox did the same, trying to pick up the spilled soil of the broken flower pot. When you finished putting on your trousers, you opened the carriage door, stepping out.

"What the hell happened?", you panted, directing the question at the nearest knight. "Apologies, my lord, one of the wheels was broken from a boulder in the way of the road.", you sighed in a bit of relief, glad that it wasn't anything too serious.

"I can make a new one, don't worry about it."

"Why is your hair messy?"

"...Let's get to fixing that wheel!"