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Peridot stretched her arms out languidly, her back popped as she curled on her damp bed sheets. She jerked away her covering of furs, sweat rolled down her back, down her face as she panted in the heat of the morning. The sun beamed in through her side window, making her squint against its brilliance.

She brought her fingers tepidly to her cheeks, and gently up to her eyes, finding that there were tears there. She let them spill without emotion or sound. Even with that sickening feeling growing inside. Doubt. Regret.

Another night, she'd dreamed of the tortured Warlord, and another morning she'd awoke with tears for her. For the guilt that Peridot felt from leaving her there. In that place. That dungeon.

No, Peridot hadn't fucking left her there. Jasper had roared for her to leave. And to never come back. After she'd fucked her, of course.

Suit yourself.

A hurried knock sounded at Peridot's door, echoing in the small home. Thumping and ongoing. She couldn't even yell over it.

Peridot flung her wobbly legs off the edge of her bed, cursing when dead leaves crunched beneath her feet. She rubbed her sleepy eyes pitifuly.

"Coming..." She murmured, tugging on shabby bottoms before stumbling down the bedroom ladder. She missed the bottom rung and almost slipped to the floor.

That steady knocking was familiar. Probably Amethyst. What did she even need at this hour? Shouldn't she be at the temple, tending to that belligerent creature? Feeding her or something.

Muffled shouting could be heard past her door.

"P! Unlock the damn door!"

Yeah, that was Amethyst. She pounded her fist against the door one more good hard, hinge rattling time.

Peridot murmured from her side, fiddling with the locks as she did so. "You know, when you say P, I don't know if you mean me or Pearl."

"Well I'm not knocking on Pearl's door right now, sooo..."

The last lock fell away and Amethyst swung the entrance wide open. Sweat was rolling down her face, burning her freshly tattooed chest. She pawed at it. Peridot popped her hand.

"Don't touch that, you'll scar yourself." She harped. "Did you sprint here?"

Amethyst grumbled, letting her hands fall by her sides. "It ain't gonna scar..." She bellyached, tugging her shirt from her chest to fan it. "Yeah, I fucking bolted here." She huffed, looking at Peridot with a serious disposition. "We've got some things to talk about."

Peridot stiffened under her friend's now scrutinizing gaze. She blanched, and rubbed her elbows. Was this about her not showing up for slackening today? Peridot didn't- Peridot couldn't do that again.

"W-what?" She stumbled, knowing Amethyst had to be ruffled about all of this. It was Peridot who had begged Amethyst to give her that damned task. That opportunity. And now she was basically pissing all over her friend's hard work and string pulling. "I'm sorry I flaked, Ame. I am, but you saw how fucked that situation got me." Literally.

Amethyst crossed her arms. "I don't give two shits that you flaked, you ditz. But I need you to come with."

Peridot pulled back into her home. "I don't want to go back to that temple, Amethyst." Not ever again, she wanted to forget everything. To push the ordeal into the corners of her mind, and never address it again.

As if the could just forget Jasper's tortured face...

"Lookit this, then." Amethyst implored, tugging down her shirt sleeve, her torn shirt sleeve. A sickly purple bruise welled on her lilac skin. "She did this to me. That Warlord of yours."

Peridot's hands flew to her mouth. "My Warlord? Wh-why did she do this to you?"

Jasper had been unstable, aggressive. All around violent, but she hadn't displayed cruelty.

Amethyst rolled her sleeve back down and snapped the cuff tight. "It was an accident. So she says." She replied, standing akimbo in her doorway. "I loosened her chains for feeding time. Everything was going great, I even left her muzzle off afterwards. She's a bit chattier now. After her outburst with you."

Peridot frowned, her face flushing. "She hit you, then?"

"I went to give her release, much to her persuasion." Jasper was a cunning beast, wasn't she?

"You left her chains slack?" Peridot asked hurriedly.

Amethyst rolled her head on her shoulders with a shrug. "She seemed calm enough, didn't see how she could do much harm anyway."

Why did the thought of Amethyst on her knees between the Warlord's legs have her ire ticking?

"Everything was fine! She was eager this time, at first." Amethyst trailed, rubbing her bruised arm. "But when I had her in my hand- I looked up to her, a-and she just...she went fucking berserk on me."

Peridot's stomach curdled. Berserk? "What did she...do?" She was almost afraid to hear Amethyst's response.

"She struck my hand away and started cursing at me. Nasty words, didn't think she even knew those things." Amethyst cringed at the memory of it. "She was snarling at me, telling me to bring back the little sorceress." She made a deep voice to imitate Jasper's.

Peridot's heart sank. "The...little sorceress?"

Amethyst's lavender eyes locked with hers. "She roared for you. Said she wanted no one else to touch her. To be intimate with her. I-I didn't even know she thought that shit was intimate." She slapped her knees. "Gods know I don't." Was that a shudder just now?

Peridot had been on the verge of begging for the Warlord, and Amethyst couldn't even find her appealing. That soothed her. Heavens, it shouldn't.

She motioned for her friend to come inside, but Amethyst shook her head. "No, we need to be getting bac-"

Lithe hands pushed Amethyst to the side. Pearl scrambled frantically into the doorway, jabbing a finger at Peridot. "What the hell did you do?" She squawked breathlessly.

Peridot reared back from her pointed finger and brushed it aside. "I haven't done a thing! I-I did everything you two guys do!" She stammered, holding her hands up in surrender. Her face burning.

Pearl's wide eyes narrowed on her. "What do you mean by that? Tell me everything you did. In detail. Something has changed her, for the worse."

Amethyst snapped her head towards both of them. Her brows furrowed in thought and then in realization. Her jaw fell slack. "Peridot..." She began. "Did you...have sex with her?"

Pearl's hissed in a breath, and Peridot felt the last of her dignity wash away on a breeze.

"You did. Oh shit...oh shit oh shit." Amethyst cursed heatedly, grabbing her head. "Holy hell, w-w-why would you have sex with her?!" Her voice cracked and so did Peridot's heart.

"I-I..she didn't-I didn't...Jasper-" Peridot stammered before sucking in a deep breath and pointing at Pearl. "Don't you do it every time?"

Pearl's sharp features slackened and then twisted in confusion. Amethyst glared daggers at her. "What's that?" Amethyst asked, cocking her head to stare eerily calm at Pearl. "You let that thing fuck you?" She asked. Her voice lain in venom.

Peridot swallowed audibly, tugging at her shirt collar. Before she could speak Pearl let out an ear splitting shriek.

"Y-y-you think I'd ever let that beast touch me?" She nearly screamed, pounding a hand on her chest. "I'd rather stop existing!" Her body shuddered and she held herself tight.

Amethyst's face softened at Pearl's words, but Peridot's surely didn't. That's how they saw the Warlord? Mating with her would be a fate worse than death to either of them, that was blatantly apparent.

Peridot's mouth opened and closed as she faltered to find the right words to say. Jasper had lied to her, then. Told her untruths just to get sex. She drug her palm down her heated face. This was mortifying.

Amethyst put a gentle hand on Pearl's arm, giving her a squeeze. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't even has accused you." She soothed, looking up to her.

Pearl peered away, her arms crossed, but relaxing as Amethyst stroked her. "No, you really shouldn't have." The peace between the pair was kept for now.

At once, the duo looked to Peridot with faces of concern. And a hint of disappointment...

Amethyst politely shut the door, ushering Pearl inside to keep the conversation private. Away from the prying eyes of the other villagers. She put a hand on Peridot's.

"Peri, why did you...why'd you have sex with her?" She piqued simply. Like she was asking how the weather was.

Peridot shrugged, pulling her hand from Amethyst's to rub the back of her neck. "I-I...just-I mean...I didn't think it was against the rules."

With the fervor pitch Jasper had whipped her in to, her own arousal had made is very hard to say no. Or even think about saying it.

Amethyst asked further. "Did she tell you we do that? Did the Warlord convince you?"

"Lie to you?" Pearl added.

Amethyst's lips parted on a lofty gasp. "Peridot, did she...make you do that with her?"

Peridot couldn't help but snort. "No-no-no. She didn't make me do anything!" Jasper's name needed slandering now, but not for that. Never that. "She did lie to me though, yes." She nodded a bit solemnly, her hands falling by her sides in a huff.

Pearl squinted at her. "Well if she didn't make you, why'd you even do it?" She asked obliviously.

Peridot's mouth gaped. "You two really don't find her attractive in any way, do you?" She wondered curiously. How odd. Jasper was the epitome of strength. Endurance. Those big arms flexing and contracting to reach her. The way her massive body had shuddered so responsively to Peridot's touch. She was erotic in every sense. Not to mention those horns...

Now it was the duo's turn to laugh. They both chortled at the very idea of it. "But she's so...dirty." Amethyst whined with a hint of disgust.

Pearl nodded in agreement. "And brutish. Didn't her size worry you? The thing is enormous"

Peridot shook her head. "She's only dirty because neither of you bothered to bathe her." She scoffed, buffing her tattoo. Though in hindsight, Jasper could be a rather terrifying sight. And Peridot severely doubted she had given any effort into requesting a bath.

Amethyst sighed, looking out the side window. "I take blame for the bath thing. I never cared to ask if she'd like one." She said, with a hint of sarcasm. "But we must get back, the Warlord is bellowing still, no doubt."

Pearl bobbed her head. "Oh yes, I had to come after you- her yelling had gotten so loud..." She rubbed her ears at the memory.

Peridot blanched, freezing in place as she looked to her friends, to the door. She wasn't ready to go back, she'd planned on never going back. The thought of seeing Jasper again was too much. Those chains, the muzzle...the darkness.

Her friends understood that though, didn't they? Had to. Better than anyone else, but how did they feel about it? Weren't they as disgusted with the Warlord's treatment as she was?

They must be. After all these years taking care of her.

"I can't." Peridot said lowly.

Amethyst opened the door, tugging Peridot along. "You're gonna have to. I've never seen her in a rage like this."

"We didn't want to get you involved again. We really didn't. We know how the slackening had a negative effect, but the Warlord is demanding you. I think it's the only thing that might ease her."

"But why-why would she want to see me? She..." Scorned me. Hurt me bad. " Told me to never come back. She meant that. I know she did..." The way Jasper had spat at her. Her gorgeous face turning to one of utter fury. "I don't want to ease her."

Those words fell on deaf ears as Amethyst tugged her out the door and into the bright sunlight. She shielded her eyes against it, whirling around as Peridot toed her door shut. She put hurried hands on Peridot's shoulders.

Pearl leaned in to her ear, keeping a keen eye on the passing villagers. "We're afraid she's going to kill herself."

Peridot's bare feet faltered, but Amethyst kept her righted. "W...what? How-"

"She's pulling too hard on her restraints. Her body will break before those chains ever do." Amethyst offered bleakly, squeezing Peridot's wrist tighter as she lead her onward.

Peridot's heart thundered in her chest, so hard she worried her friend's could hear it. The temple quickly came into view, much to her distaste. She didn't even have time to think about this.

But if it was the village at sake...without Jasper's essence coursing from the ground, these lands would die.

Amethyst pummeled the door open and drug the group through the long, twisting corridors. Winding a ways till they came to a simple wood door at the end of the estate. It was unlocked by a key hung around Pearl's neck.

At once, the muffled sound of a distant roar could be heard. Words came through dulled. Peridot couldn't make out a thing of it, other than the feeling. Anger.

Peridot looked to her friend's with worry. "And she's been at this all day?"

The pair nodded, locking the door behind them. "Sounds like she's quieted down some to be honest." Amethyst replied, cupping her ear to the far wall. She chanced a hand on the knob and turned it slowly.

Suddenly, the sound stopped completely. Everyone held a breath, could Jasper have heard the knob turn? Was she listening to them now?

Peridot's stomach flipped and she feared she might lose last night's dinner. She took a tentative step forward to side with Amethyst.

"She hears us." Amethyst murmured, striding forward down the descending hall towards the Warlord's keep. "Stay quiet, and stay by me." She warned.

Peridot nodded, following suit with Pearl in tow. She huddled behind them nervously as the hall fell eerily silent. It was colder than usual down here. The next Harvest was coming with the changing seasons.

Halfway through, the sound of chains hitching echoed violently in the tight space. They all stiffened at the sound, exchanging worrisome glances before heading on deeper.

"Peridot?"

She halted in her steps, her hand flew to her chest.

"I can scent you, sorceress! Come to me, Peridot!"

Oh good lord. Peridot's face heated as her friends tossed her looks that said 'I told you so'. Was this what the two had listened to all morning? She decided against calling back to her, seeing as how anxious Jasper had become from her scent alone. Or the sound of her footsteps.

"Need to see you..." She heard her utter in such a low voice.

She turned to her friends desperately. What was she supposed to do?

"How...I-I don't even know how to go about this. What do I do? What do I-"

Amethyst stared wide eyed. "That, I don't know. Gonna be honest with you on this one, P. But you have to get her to stop yelling. If one of the Elder's hears this..." She trailed on solemnly.

"What? If one of the Elder's hears her tantrum, then what?" Peridot asked. Seriously, what else could they possibly do to Jasper? She was kept in captivity like a prisoner. Muzzled most of the time and in darkness all the time. Save for that tiny port window.

Pearl pinched at her own throat absently. "They would implement a harsh and more... permanent technique to silence her."

Peridot's hands clenched at the idea of it. The barbarity. Her voice would be taken away from her, just for an outburst? The things this creature must have endured throughout her centuries.

Gods, she needed to do this alone. Jasper might go into a panic with so many people in her space. One of which she'd lashed out at not hours ago. She pressed forward, turning to the both of them.

"Jasper only wants to see me, right?" Peridot asked. Pearl frowned at Amethyst dishearteningly, but she only nodded.

"You're going all hero on me, aren't you?" Amethyst sighed.

Peridot snorted nervously. "It's hardly heroic. We're just going to talk."

Pearl cocked a brow at that. "You honestly think she'll be satisfied with talk?"

Amethyst cringed, rolling her shoulders. "She...hasn't had release since you." She mulled, eyeing the lever by the door.

"Are her chains still slack?" Peridot asked, nodding to the lever.

Pearl reached for it. "Shite, they are-"

"No!" Peridot protested. Jasper had hurt Amethyst, but she hadn't done it intentionally. She'd even found the strength to bite out an apology in her condition. "How loose are they?" She asked.

"Enough for her to grab food from the basket and feed herself." Amethyst relayed.

That would work. She feared any added stress might be the tipping point for the Warlord. As is, Peridot wasn't sure she could pull Jasper back from the brink. She could hear her now, across the door, breathing heavy. Even. She was going leagues to calm herself, wasn't she?

Peridot leaned against the door and heard Jasper shuffle. Her chains clattering as she surely pulled against them.

"Please." Whispered the Warlord.

Peridot rather liked when Jasper used that word. She shooed Pearl and Amethyst along, they obeyed only reluctantly, with Amethyst looking over her shoulder the whole way.

"Be safe." Pearl demanded.

The door behind her creaked loudly. Like a calling. She turned and clasped the knob in hand, looking to the chain's lever one final time. She'd trust Jasper. Hoping it wasn't a foolish decision, she pushed the door open, pressing it close behind her.

Jasper was all but jittering in her place on the floor. She sat cross-legged, arms in her lap, but upon seeing Peridot, she lunged. Her bonds scored her wrists as the chains snapped tight. She had little room and was leaning against it, looking hard at Peridot.

"You came back!" Jasper shouted, her tail lurching excitedly in its restraints.

Peridot glowered at her. "Of course I came back. I had to. Amethyst tells me you've been in a frenzy all day." And by the looks of it, Jasper's hadn't long shook herself from it. She was tense, rigid. Peridot knew she was anxious. She'd truly wanted to see only her.

"They make you come here?" Jasper asked her with concern.

Peridot shook her head in agitation. Agitation over Jasper's sudden change. How could she go from roaring to the rafters to tail wagging in seconds? Was it self control or in fact the total opposite?

"No one made me do anything." She sighed, stepping closer to the Warlord. Much to Jasper's delight.

She pulled hard against her bonds, craning her neck in the darkness to better look at Peridot. Jasper's face broke through the now dim stream of sunlight trying through the port hole window. She looked better than the first time, but worse than when Peridot had left her. Her proud cheekbones sported more cuts. Fresh ones. Her nose was crooked and bruised, a few scales appeared displaced and loose. One fell to the ground pitifully.

Her heart ached. Those wonderful horns had grown a degree, beginning a subtle arch back towards her ears.

"Why am I here, Jasper?" Peridot sighed, looking to her with forced indifference. The Warlord cocked her head innocently.

"Peridot...wanted to be here, yes?'

She glanced down, having a hard time looking at those intense golden eyes. "Not exactly. You threw a fit so loud that the others couldn't take it. Jasper, you struck Amethyst."

"Did not mean to!" She protested immediately. "Did not mean to hurt her..."

"I know you didn't..." Peridot agreed helplessly. She could hear the pure agony in Jasper's voice. She wasn't a malevolent creature. She could even be tender in some moments. "Why did you lash out at her? You hurt her. There's a bruise on her arm."

Pain flashed on Jasper's face. "I...I regret what happened. Just...couldn't think. Thought that you would come back, but Peridot didn't come ba-"

"Jasper, you screamed for me to leave! You told me to never come back. Something about not ever wanting to see my face again. Do you remember that? Do you regret that?" Peridot berated. So much heat in her voice. Gods, she'd been hurt at first, scorned beyond belief. Then she'd just gotten goddamn angry about it.

She wanted to take her big face in hand and just-just squeeze it till it popped. And maybe kiss it a little.

The Warlord watched over her so approvingly, peering hard at Peridot's loose fitting top. Her nipples strained against the fabric, stiffened in this chilly setting. Jasper dabbed her pointed tongue along her lips. "I regret everything."

Why did hearing Jasper say that make her feel worse? She sounded so pained. So undeniably sorry for her actions. But that wasn't enough. Peridot still hurt over that. Not to mention being lied to.

"You fibbed. You told me Pearl has sex with you!" She hissed.

Jasper's face softened. "Told you, I regret everything. Shouldn't have lied to you, sorceress. Shouldn't have...said those cruel things to you."

"Then why did you?" Peridot asked, on the verge of pleading. She strode closer to her, her hands itching to touch her.

Jasper tilted her head, that white mane tumbling over her shoulders. Her lips parted on a gasp. Easy to read, this creature. Her excitement, anger. Her fear. "It's just been so long..."

Of course it has. If Pearl wasn't fucking her, then that means no one had. For centuries. Talk about pent up steam. No wonder Jasper had lied. Didn't excuse it, but it did explain. Peridot had been the first to take interest in her. Or...had Peridot been the first one Jasper took interest in?

"So you insult me, after you have sex with me? You made me feel like I'd done something wrong, Jasper."

Jasper fidgeted in her restraints as Peridot closed the distance between them. "Never had someone like you in here. Instinct got the best of me."

"And your instinct said to be cruel to me? How is that supposed to make sense to me, Jasper? H-how is any of this supposed to make sense to me...?"

Peridot shouldn't have come back here. She shouldn't be sympathizing with this beast. Shouldn't be stepping close to her even now.

Jasper wore no muzzle, the creases that wretched thing had left were gone entirely. Had Amethyst kept it off for her?

"I can make it up to you." Jasper told her hurriedly, licking her lips once more. "Heard you talking with them, I don't expect you to do anythin' for me." She rocked on her heels, her stiff erection more than obvious in her trousers.

Peridot tried giving it little more than a passing glance. "Why didn't you let Amethyst sate you?"

"Did not want Amethyst." Jasper said evenly. "Wanted you."

Those words sent shivers down Peridot's spine. It was as if Jasper was speaking against her skin, murmuring things across her heated flesh.

"Why, Jasper? That makes no sense." She mumbled, feeling her body warming up to the Warlord's already.

"Peridot has soft hands. Amethyst, Pearl...they reek of each other. Their palms are rough."

Peridot smiled at that, just barely containing a snicker. "They like using weapons, as opposed to magick. They have battle hardened hands." Calloused from wielding axes. Or in Pearl's case, long halberds. Spears, spindly things of that nature. She always preferred fanciful, decorated things. It showed in her armory.

Whenever one of them would get a new shiny weapon, they'd bring it to Peridot for enchantment. Begging her to put a fire rune or poison augment on the blades. Amethyst and Pearl adored magick, but only in application. The two dolts never tried to study magick for themselves. Well, Ame did have that one dancing bratwurst spell she'd put effort into learning to get a giggle out of Pearl.

Seemed like everyone had a use for her magick. Is that what Jasper intended, then? Woo her with those brutish charms and entice her to break the enchantment on her bonds? Peridot would be mad if it wasn't so human. She'd do the exact same thing if put in Jasper's position.

She brushed a tender hand across her bowed chest. Jasper's strapping arms were pulled back hard as the tugged to get closer. Her breathing was erratic, like a creature fresh from hunt. She looked satisfied and distressed in one moment and on the verge of rage the next.

It should worry her. Frighten her even, yet it made her feel nothing but compassion for the Warlord.

"Can...I make it up to you?" The beast asked, her face just close enough to kiss. Some of that brilliant white hair hung over eyes. Peridot swept it aside adoringly. Why was it so hard to stay mad at her? "I am sorry."

"I know." She sighed. "How would you ever make it up to me?" She asked a hint teasingly. Peridot knew Jasper craved sex, but for all her heavy looking, she'd yet to ask for it. Of course it was off the table, but she'd expected the beast to atleast attempt asking for it.

Jasper sucked in a breath, sharply. Like Peridot's response pleased her. "Come closer, I'll show you." Her chains slackened before snapping tight. "Not for sex."

Peridot laughed lightly. "Then for what?" She asked, sidling closer despite her apprehensions. She inhaled her musk scent fondly. Her dreams had been filled with it as of late, it felt too right to be back here with her.

Jasper scented her too, gaze falling to Peridot's mouth. "Just to kiss." She enticed, tilting her face closer. "You smell different. Like sleep." Her breathing tousled Peridot's soft hair. "I like it."

She had just gotten out of bed, was still in a satin night shirt tucked into some flimsy shorts. Peridot laid her hands on Jasper's chest, pressing her back dutifully. Her chains fell lax with a light clinking.

"You want to kiss me?" Peridot asked, her lips already pursing to press against Jasper's. She remembered the last kiss they'd shared. Jasper was rough and demanding, her thick tongue encompassing Peridot's mouth.

"Aching to." Jasper growled, her mouth so close.

Peridot was helpless not to oblige. She tilted up on her toes, cupping the Warlord's face and pulling her in for the finisher. Jasper groaned into the kiss, satisfied. She pressed them harder together, taking the air from Peridot's lungs.

Jasper tried to walk them back, clever thing. Peridot held place, refusing to give her any slack.

One like her could easily forget herself, and Peridot's limits. She wasn't ready to give Jasper control. She'd been rough enough the last time. Though, if she was being honest with herself, that intensity had been more than exciting.

She pulled away for a breath of air, gasping, only to have Jasper slip her tongue past her lips. She laved it against her warm mouth, absently rolling it over Peridot's blunted teeth. She sucked it lightly, making Jasper shudder. She pressed her thick erection against Peridot's abdomen.

The Warlord broke away from the kiss. "Closer..." Jasper murmured, rocking her hips to deepen the contact. "Let me kiss you lower."

Peridot was growing light headed, a foggy haze settling comfortably. Heatedly like a blanket on her mind. Warming her lidded eyes. "L-lower?" She uttered, just as the Jasper nudged her head to the side. She slighted her tongue across Peridot's neck before giving her a tickling kiss.

Peridot laughed childishly, giggling when Jasper did it again, even fake snarling against her flesh playfully to elicit more laughter. "Like when you make that sound."

"I can tell." She cooed, placing a gentle kiss to her temple. Her hands flew to Jasper's head, holding her and guiding her lower as she desired. She clutched her by the horns, holding her against her aching breasts, earning a deep groan from her lover.

"Like when you touch those..." Jasper rasped, brushing her lips across the breast of Peridot's top. She touched her tongue to one straining peak, keeping her sharp eyes on Peridot's. She hissed in a breath when the beast licked her again, wetting her shirt before suckling her through the fabric.

Peridot stroked her horns longingly as she kissed her breasts. "Yes, Jasper..." She praised, clutching her tighter when she dipped her head to suckle the other.

The Warlord plucked her mouth away and dropped her knees as if in rapture. Worshiping what was before her. Peridot flushed, smiling puckishly as she motioned for Jasper to scoot back.

A wicked grin spread across Jasper's face, those pearled fangs glinting in the dim sunlight. Her chains fell limp on the ground as she pressed back. The joints in her tawny arms popped as she relaxed them. Her shackles clattered as she rolled her tight shoulders.

Peridot admired her strength. After all these years, the majority of her mass was pure muscle. Thick and corded lovingly, precisely on her massive form. Jasper came to a stand over her, arms free to move to some degree.

Peridot trembled in her shadow, never felt more vulnerable. She could escape Jasper easily enough by just jumping back. But if the Warlord had her...she had her. There would be no wrangling free from that.

And still she stepped closer.

Jasper shook with the effort to still her self. Every muscle in her body held rigid as she let Peridot close.

When Peridot thought she'd lunge for her, she dropped to her knees again, peering up at the little sorceress with infatuation. Those sharp eyes almost doleful with her dilated pupils. Jasper tilted her head to the side, simply staring at her.

No one ever looked at her like that. "W-well say something." She prompted, clutching at her shirt bashfully under Jasper's watch.

The Warlord took Peridot's lithe wrists in hand, walking her a step closer. "Can Jasper...undress you?"

But she liked this top. "Promise you won't tear my clothes this time?"

Jasper nodded absently, gaze not breaking from Peridot's for even a second. "Swear."

Alright then. Peridot trusted her, Jasper had better reward her for this.

With a rumbling growl, the beast clasped her hips. Her wide hands so warm and welcome on Peridot's skin. She could feel her heat through the fabric, she wanted to relish in it. She whimpered when Jasper drug a black claw along her bottoms, cupping her ass roughly through the fabric. Peridot came to her toes.

She knew Jasper's touching would be thorough. When was the last time she'd explored someone with those hands? Her paws shook with her excitement, she held Peridot's little shorts gently, taking care with her talons so not to cause a tear. She pulled them slowly, impossibly so.

Jasper sucked in a breath. She hooked one claw in her string undergarments. "What is this?" She asked, running her finger delicately across the seam, pressing one finger against her sex. Peridot shuddered.

"Panties, Jasper." She worked out, fighting the urge to rock her hips to the Warlord's hand.

"So tiny..." She purred, tugging at the strings the held her garments fast round her hips. They fell loose easily enough and flitted down her legs, pooling at her feet. Jasper snagged them for herself, bringing them up for curious inspection.

"Jasper can keep these?" She asked innocently.

Peridot blanched, barely stifling a snort. What a little pervert her Warlord was.

"Yes, Jasper can keep those."

With a eager grunt, Jasper had Peridot's hips in hand again. Her claws nearly sinking into her plump backside she held so tight. Possessive grasp. She looked up at her, eyeing her top now with a scowl. As if she'd thought Peridot would have done away with it by now.

So she did.

Peridot grabbed the edges of her shirt, keeping eyes on the Warlord as she lifted it sluggishly up her abdomen- stopping just at the swell of her breasts. Jasper held a breath, her tail fidgeted in its restraints.

"Do it then." Jasper murmured eagerly. Like a greedy child.

She was compelled to satisfy the beast's longings. When she pulled the top over her head, Jasper was on her in a second. Pawing at her tender breasts, licking the swollen peaks vigorously. Peridot scarcely had a chance.

Jasper pinched her nipples brazenly, squeezing them just enough to make her yelp. She tugged on them peculiarly, watching in blatant fascination when Peridot's body responded. She writhed from that touching alone, her hands coming to Jasper's for alleviation.

"Don't...make them sore..." She whined, her face flushing. Her body heating up.

Jasper murmured an apology against her breast and licked her sweetly, coaxing a drawn out whimper from Peridot. "Do not hurt, sorceress." She eased, kissing her nipples before making her way lower. She pressed her lips against Peridot's abdomen, giving soft kisses to her sensitive skin. "Going to kiss you here." Jasper relayed, running her thumb across her slick folds.

She was already dripping for this beast. "Yes, Jasper. Please. I need you to do that..." She moaned, rolling her hips without care. She was almost in abandon, from only light petting and rather heavy kissing.

The Warlord groaned, running one of her hands across her trousers, palming her stiff erection. "Need me to?" Jasper rasped against her stomach, toying her fingers in Peridot's soft thatch of curls. She teased one clawed finger at her entrance, making her growl.

"N-no claws." Peridot managed to work out, she could hardly talk. Could hardly stand if it weren't for Jasper's hold on her. Her legs threatened to give right from beneath her at any moment.

Jasper snarled impatiently, bringing fingers to her mouth and biting away the talons hurriedly before sinking one digit knuckle deep inside of her. Peridot squealed as tension broke, giving way to mind scrambling pleasure. Her back arched and her head fell back on a cry.

Her lover was masterful in every sense. Jasper cupped the back of Peridot's head worriedly, as if in fear she'd caused her pain.

"Peridot." Jasper called.

She looked down to find those golden eyes fixed on hers. A pressure was building that Peridot needed let loose. "Y-yes?" She asked. Gods, was she always this gorgeous? She brushed some of that white mane aside.

Peridot's hands fisted around Jasper's horns once more. She caressed them softly, knowing how the Warlord loved having them touched.

Jasper kissed the valley betwixt her breasts. "Peridot is so beautiful." She spoke evenly, adoringly. "Want her to feel the way I feel."

Peridot gasped when she flicked her tongue wickedly across her sex. One teasing stroke, enough to set her on fire. "Jasper!"

"Want Peridot all the time. Only you can do this with me. No one else." She demanded, stirring her finger inside of her, only to wedge in another.

Peridot mewled pitifully, getting accustomed to that thickness. "You don't mean that, Jasper." She hiccuped, crying out when Jasper curled her fingers. "You can't know that already..." She faltered, her legs quaking. Her knees wobbled so hard she had to clutch the beast for support.

Jasper pulled her digits free and brought them to Peridot's lips expectantly. She took them greedily, sucking them clean.

"I can." Jasper argued, taking both hands to spread Peridot's sex. She thumbed her open and planted a searing kiss directly to her throbbing clitoris. Her strong tongue darted out, licking her so hard it brought her to her toes again. She screamed when it entered her.

The way the Warlord touched her, the way she looked at her... "A-are you falling in love with me?" Peridot all but blurted fearfully.

Jasper snarled, glowering up at her, as if she shouldn't be asking such things. She licked her so deeply, her skillful tongue squirmed delightfully inside. Almost thick enough to sate her. She writhed against Jasper's mouth in abandon. Holding her in place by the horns. She ground across her so fast she almost came then and there.

The Warlord sense that and had Peridot by the waist- hoisted off the ground in seconds. "W-what are you-"

Jasper sat cross-legged. Eager. She brought Peridot to her mouth, laying each of her wiggly legs on her strapping shoulders. The distance between those spread her wide, so vulgarly.

Peridot tried catching herself, but Jasper had her. With one broad hand splayed across her back, just barely cupping her nape, and the other clutching her backside tight- there was little room for argument.

The beast stared at her, blinking slowly. Her gaze so intense it was almost like a touch. Her lashes cast shadows on her heart achingly gorgeous face. Peridot whimpered, bucking her hips already on the verge of coming.

Jasper held her aloft like a treasure. Like some polished prize that glittered like gold. She brought her mouth to Peridot's sex, kissing her softly before wedging her tongue back inside. She caressed her from the inside, lapping wetness and bringing to her lips. Drinking her like a creature by a pool.

Peridot was loosing it quickly. Her heels dug into Jasper's back and her body bowed with pleasure. That thick tongue flicked out, wriggling across her aching clit till she screamed. It was all too much. Was Jasper expecting sex in return? She couldn't give that to her again. Not now. Gods, even as she thought it, her mind blared she'd give this beast anything.

"Come for me, sorceress." Jasper bit out, licking her heatedly. Mercilessly.

Peridot absently noted that Jasper held her with a single hand now, the other was hurriedly fisting her throbbing erection.

"Yes, yes...Jasper..." She whined, her eyes squeezing shut. This magnificent creature was heaven sent. She squeezed Jasper's horns roughly, holding her so still for those last few strokes. She was sent into a fresh agony when the Warlord ceased her feasting.

She cried out for her, only to be shushed by a warning snarl. Jasper glared at her, threatening her to come. "Going to fuck you." She rasped mindlessly. Her eyes weren't lucid. They were lost to her instinct. Jasper brought Peridot to the ground, tucking her beneath her with a grunt.

Peridot held her horns tight still. "No, Jasper!" She protested, even as her body purred for it.

Jasper grappled with her refusal. She was staring at her one minute, considering releasing her, only to drag her closer the next. She rocked her hips against Peridot, slipping her cock along her sex. It made her eyes roll. Her head spin.

"Yes, Peridot." She demanded, trying to lift Peridot's hips. She fisted her length, bringing the stiff crown to her slick entrance. She tried surging home, but Peridot writhed from it.

"Jasper. No!" She yelled, steering Jasper by her horns- jerking her head back roughly. "No."

The Warlord faltered, her lips parting to argue. Peridot silenced her thusly, dragging her head down to her abdomen, pushing her lower. If Jasper wanted to disobey, she'd displayed no signs of it. She kept eyes on Peridot's as she dipped her mouth again to taste her.

Thank gods. That's scared her. For a moment, she'd thought she'd lost Jasper to her instinct. Having a lucid Jasper was enough to deal with. She didn't want to imagine her far gone, lost to desire with free will to plunge into her.

That should disgust her. Being fucked by a chained beast in a dungeon.

"No...sex." Jasper ground out for her, fighting herself. Her body shook with restraint, but she kept held back.

Peridot scrambled from beneath her, only to have her ankle snagged in Jasper's clutches. She tugged her closer, but obeyed her requests. She didn't try fucking her, instead she brought Peridot to her lips once more. Kissing her sex in the same rhythm as before.

"Yes, that's good, Jasper." She praised, feeling her body held tight in Jasper's grasp. She was so goddamn close to coming. Sooo close...

Jasper grappled with her self control. She licked her deeply, snarling against her rosy flesh as she laved her tongue lazily, rolling it in languid circles around Peridot's little clitoris.

She squirmed, thrashing against her lover's hot mouth. "Going to...come, Jasper!" She cried.

"Cleave to me, Peridot." Jasper commanded, renting her claws in Peridot's skin as she clutched her.

Peridot lost her vision in an array of starbursts exploding in her eyes. She came in shuddering waves, unsure if she was even screaming in the pleasure. She could hear Jasper grunting against her, could feel her moving her hand on her cock.

All Jasper had to do was sink Peridot on it and fuck as she pleased. Yet she didn't. Didn't even attempt it as she stroked herself, lapping up her orgasm, tonguing her deeply- feeling her tight sheath clenching around her.

She groaned harshly, her massive body shuddering as she brought herself to orgasm with Peridot on her mouth. She licked her in a frenzy as she fisted her erection. Hot ropes lashed Peridot's back side, scorching her. Branding her.

Jasper was still shaking in her after glory. Peridot could scarcely move in hers. She was in a near stupor, her head lolled. She was spent beyond imagining, and Jasper hadn't even fucked her this time.

The sorceress was purring now, her body lax in the Warlord's hold. Jasper laid her tenderly in her lap, curling up close to her - so precious. Peridot hadn't been able to enjoy the after glow last time. What with being insulted and roared at to leave and all.

This was...nice.

She could hear Jasper's heart beating. Fluttering like a quick drum in her sweat slicked chest. Peridot could lay against it all day. Could rest here, even. She honestly felt like it now.

It was only midday and Peridot was on the verge of snoozing.

Jasper sighed against her, clasping Peridot happily. She could feel her smiling. So this is what a sated Warlord looked like.

She laughed to herself, but not quiet enough.

"What's funny?" Jasper wondered tiredly, tucking Peridot beneath her chin carefully.

Peridot leant her head to Jasper's beating chest. "We are." She offered breezily as she dragged her fingers up her new lover's form.

Dimly, Peridot worried Jasper might try to coerce her again to disenchant her manacles. Yet she said nothing on the subject. Was seeming to avoid it entirely.

Jasper exhaled contentedly, her chains rattling as moved her hands to rub Peridot softly. Caressing her so lightly.

"Peridot should come back...tomorrow." She muttered tiredly.

"Peridot will come back tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day." Peridot trailed playfully, a sanguine smile spread across her heavily kissed lip to which she touched fondly.

The Warlord stirred beneath her. "A-and the next day?" She stammered endearingly.

Peridot gave a cheerful laugh. "Even after that, Jasper." She informed, bringing one shaky hand to press against Jasper's face. She stroked her thumb across her lips, forcing her eyes open to look at her by this point.

Her lids were growing heavy. Too heavy.

Jasper nuzzled Peridot's hair, blowing tufts of it aside to kiss her face. Her tattoo. "Good."

In this state, she couldn't even comprehend what she'd been angry about in the first place. Jasper was just so warm. So inviting that those things didn't matter. She was sorry, and that was that.

Peridot was surprised to find herself forgiving so easily. It was hard to stay mad at her lovable Warlord. She knew that Jasper would bring up freedom again. It'd only be a matter of time before she asked Peridot once more to help her escape.

As her lover, Peridot was more than happy to, but as a loyal member of her community, her village- she'd be following the rules of her people. Jasper would remain here, just as always. Like nothing had ever even happened.

It was miserable on either end, wasn't it?

Peridot smiled through those worries before planting a kiss to Jasper's lips. She kissed her back so softly before pulling back to say, "Peridot is Jasper's."