Epilogue/~Fun times~

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A few weeks later, the disease went away, thanks to the magic gem.
Apparently, the woman was the king's first wife, who had the gem because it was in her crown. The king's gem had unknown powers. Maybe the same as the other one?
The hanging body was given a high amount of respect, finally resting in a burial near the throne room. 

           Qui laid on her belly on her bed, daydreaming about random stuff. Her new dress and leggings came to mind a few times. 
 Someone knocked on the door. It could've been the king, Zamista, or Arthkika. Whisper had no hands to knock.
"Come in!" The door opened. To her great surprise, it was Whisper.
"Whisper?"
"Yeah." He wore his usual outfit, but there was gloves at the end of his sleeves. How? Magic?
"How did you knock on the door with no arms?"
"Well, about that..." He smiled and pulled up his left sleeve. A metal arm. He had bionic arms!
"Awesome!"
"Yeah. Qui, I wanted to...thank you for something."
"Which would be?"
"You didn't tell anyone about....this." He indicated his mask, tapping it lightly with his fingertip.
"Ah. Yeah. I respected your privacy."
"You also didn't tell anyone about what you saw when we were together."
"What I saw?"
"Blushing." He mumbled.
"Oh yes! You have a crush on me!" He winced, ducking his head a little and blushing.
"Well. I. Uh....uuuuhhhh...." She giggled as he tapped his fingers together awkwardly.
"It's ok. It's mutual!"
"W-what?"
"Yeah!" He smiled, embarrassed. His whole face was turning purple. It was amusing and kinda cute. He walked to his room in a rush. Qui smirked and continued daydreaming.

"Hey, Qui!"
"Yeah, Zammy?" The tabaxi had run up next to her after dinner. Whisper had shown up slightly late and Arthkika was half an hour early. Kind of odd.
"Do you have a thing for Whisper? Not judging ya if you do." She looked down at her shoes. "So you do."
"And...?"  He leaned close to her.
"You should check on him."
"O..ok?" She went upstairs. Zamika cackled downstairs. She knocked on the door of the magic keeper. After a second she let herself in.
Whisper was tied to his bed, gagged. His wrists were bound together, just like his ankles.
"Mmmm!" She grabbed a knife from her pocket. Qui always carried one lately, just in case she was in a situation like before when she needed a weapon. Moving towards him, she cut his legs free and undid the gag. He wasn't attached to the bed.
"Ah! Thank you." He was only mildly embarrassed. "....can you get my arms?"
"Uh...how 'bout no." She put her knife away and shut the door, locking it. Zamista must have set this up for a reason. Time to take advantage of it.
"W-what are you doing, Qui?" She smiled darkly.
"Having fun." She made sure that nobody could peak into the room and took off her shoes. Then her leggings. Whisper looked slightly confused.
"Wh-what are you p-planning, Qui?" He was nervous. The stutter was also kind of cute. She took his shoes off. Using the rope, she tied his ankles to the sides of the bed and undid his wrists.
"Get my motives yet?"
"Is...is it...?" He made an ok symbol with one hand and put his finger through the hole with the other. She smiled. "It...it is!" He paused. "....right?" 
Qui only giggled as she took off her dress, leaving her in just a bra that let her breasts dangle. Whisper drooled and blushed. Something stuck out in his pants.
"Let me...help you with that." She yanked off his pants in a vicious motion over his feet. To be honest, she had craved this for at least a week. From what she understood, so did he. 
The bard forced her body onto his chest, laying on top of him. He drooled wildly and rubbed her breasts with his gloves. In a lusting frenzy he removed her bra and moistened the breasts with his mouth. She gasped with pleasure. 
"More....more..." He rubbed her back with his gloves. She tore them off, revealing grey hands that were covered in scars and had no fingernails, just claws through the centers. He was gentle. 
Qui sat up, a trail of saliva trailing from her left boob. She moved down his body and put her head next to his waist. She stuck her hands down his red boxers, causing him to moan. She pulled them down and revealed a rather large penis. She smiled.
"Ah...looks great." She touched it gently and he gasped, getting a boner. This filled the elf with delight. She put her mouth on the tip of it and sucked. If his legs weren't tied to the bed, he would've bucked so hard that she would've fallen off. Nonetheless, the motion caused it to come out of her mouth. She repositioned and grinned.
"Jumped the gun." She smirked simply. 
"Do....do it...." He said. His blush filled up his face, along with a few sweat beads. He was loving this.
Qui sucked it. 
At first, she was only getting the tip. Then she rapidly deep throated it. Whisper almost screamed with pleasure.
"Fa..faster! Faster!" He demanded, bucking lightly and forcing her head up and down with his metallic grip. 
After a few moments, she went as fast as she could, causing the jester to scream with delight.
"Qui! I'm...I'm gunna....." It was too late for warnings. Qui tasted the cum. She sat up, licking her lips.
"I want more. But not in my mouth. In where it normally goes." She freed her partner and crawled under him. He rotated and stuck it in gently. Then he went hard.
Qui screamed with ecstasy, causing the bed to creak heavily.
"HARDER, WHISPER!!!" She screamed, drooling. The two of them climaxed at the same general time. 
To finish off, Whisper pulled out and flipped so his head was next to her crotch. She forced his dick back to suck as he stuck his long tongue into her vagina, flipping his tongue around. Qui was reminded of a wet finger or a dildo. Whatever. She enjoyed it all. 
Suck suck, suck suck...
Qui climaxed again, Whisper lapping it up. She sucked him until the liquid flowed. It tasted like Queen Anne cordial cherries. It was delicious.
 After a long period, the two of them stopped and laid side by side in the same bed, tired. Whisper looked at Qui with hearts in his eyes.
"I love you."
"Love you too, boyfriend." He smiled deviously, enjoying the newly granted title. He forced his lips upon hers, his tongue exploring her mouth caverns like it did to her pussy. 
The two of them kissed and licked each other all night long.

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