Chapter 5

Almost six months had passed since Perra had come to live with Kal and his mother. True to his word, Kal visited Ikuno’s cave as often as possible with Perra tagging along whenever she could get her chores caught up. Ikuno was also true to her word and began teaching Kal the basics of magic.

He could tell that something was bothering Ikuno by the way she had been acting these last few weeks. More often than not, Kal ended up going home immediately after these practice sessions, with Ikuno getting upset for some reason he didn’t understand then stomping off to her cave in a huff. Near as he could tell, the better he did, the more annoyed she became with him. He still had no idea why and today, as he approached the oni’s cave, he intended to find out.

Kal adjusted the piece of leather strapped to his forearm. Scrawled across the top were circular runes that looked only vaguely similar to the ones tattooed on the arm of the knight, Sir Balthus. It had been about two months of constant study, interrupted by much more pleasurable distractions with Ikuno, before the oni had let him try his hand at some actual magic. In the beginning, Ikuno had tried to teach him how to summon the magic circles like she did since it was the type of casting she was most familiar. But with little success. Ikuno’s charged crystals provided enough power, but the technique requires a very focused mind and he just couldn’t keep the image of the circle with its various runes and sigils as sharp as it needed to be. After a second mishap where the oni had to heal a couple of his broken fingers, they decided to move on and come back once he had studied for another year or so.

Next, he tried his hand at drawing the runes in the air. This proved to be much easier for Kal as the runes were far less complex. Unfortunately, only runes in the most basic spells were simple enough for him to both draw accurately and mentally hold the image before he ran into the same problem as with the magic circles. Luckily, he and Ikuno realized this before any more fingers were broken. He eventually managed to create a ball of flame that danced about in his hand as well as heal up some small scrapes and cuts he had gotten while working on the farm the previous day. But each success seemed to only make Ikuno grow colder towards him.

Two visits ago he had asked about the runes on the arm of Sir Balthus.

“Do you know what a runesmith is Kal?” Ikuno asked, joining him in the library as he read by the light of the magic lantern. The book was for novice mages since he hadn’t built up the knowledge or vocabulary to tackle anything more difficult yet. Despite his attempts to brush up on his reading skills, the magical tomes had thrown a large number of new words and concepts at him. At times it felt like he was learning to read all over again.

“Not really, it hasn’t been in any of the books you’ve had me read. It sounds like some sort of blacksmith,” he replied.

“The huge majority of them are.” Ikuno pulled over a nearby chair and sat down. Since he was spending so much time studying, Kal had crafted a second chair so they could both sit and talk in the library comfortably. “Dwarven and elven runesmiths go out and find extremely rare and powerfully magical components that they take and forge into weapons or tools, imbuing them with strong magical powers.”

“Are there no human runesmiths?” he asked.

Ikuno shook her head. “Not that I know of. I’ve heard that some extremely powerful runed weapons take decades to make, occasionally taking the life of the crafter in the process. To my understanding, humans do not live long enough to develop the expertise or have the magical affinity to forge runed items before they become too frail with age.”

“That sounds amazing, and a bit scary, but I’m no blacksmith. I can’t even fix my own tools when they break.”

She gave him a half smile before continuing, “There is another much rarer type of runesmith, one that does much the same thing, but instead of crafting a weapon they go out and find the purest and most powerful components to create magical inks then ‘forge’ the runes into their own skin,” she explained.

Kal’s face lit up with understanding. “That’s what’s on Balthus’s arm! He’s a runesmith!” Kal thought for a moment before his elation drained away. “Wait, that doesn’t make any sense…”

Ikuno smiled, “You are correct, before they left I asked him about his arm. He said that it was a foolish mistake from when he was younger thinking a magical shield he could summon at any time would be useful if he became a knight. He paid a small fortune for the runes but the crystal they gave him was the same one I shattered, that pathetic crystal made those runic tattoos almost useless. He told me it took days to charge the crystal and as you saw the shield only lasted a few seconds at best. Unable to prove the worth of his magical arm, he spent a few more years as a squire than necessary. However, my point is that it was a runesmith that put the marks on his arm, not Balthus himself.”

Standing up Ikuno looked through her books before taking one off the shelf and placing it by the one Kal was reading. “This book has most of what I know about runesmithing, look through it and tell me what you think. Before you jump into this you should know that there is a tradeoff going this route.”

Kal closed the book he had been reading and slid the new one in its place. Looking up at the oni, he asked,”What kind of tradeoff?”

“Energy,” she said, forming a small magic circle in her hand and holding it there. “This type of magic takes the least amount of energy. Since I’m doing all the work in my head, maintaining its form it takes very little to initiate the spell, only a little more than what it takes to hold it like this.” Dispelling the circle, she used a claw to draw a rune in the air then held the glowing sigil in her hand like before; Kal recognized it as a simple healing spell. “Casting like this takes a bit more effort to get going as I have to empower the rune as I draw it to achieve the same effect.” Ikuno let the rune fade and looked at Kal. “It takes far more magic to activate an inked rune. First, the ink must be charged with power then the rune must be activated. Because of all the energy needed to cast them, even a rune drawn in the purest ink will eventually burn. Once activated, the spell doesn’t take much more to maintain than the other two ways.

Kal was quiet as he took in everything she had told him, understanding now why she had started him out on what seemed to be the most difficult means of spellcasting. “Why do it then? What is the point if it takes so much more effort and is such a waste of energy?”

“Being a runesmith does have its advantages,” she put her hands together in front of her. “Let’s say my hands are bound together. As I am now, the only thing I can do is this,” the magical shield she had used in the fight against Galen appeared above her forearm before quickly fading. “If I were a runesmith I could heal myself, change shape, burn away the bindings, change part of my body into slime perhaps, even activate strength or speed runes to escape. All just by pushing magic into the right runes and without the use of my hands.”

“Okay, now the opposite question why don’t all magic users have runes on them if they are so handy?” he asked.

Ikuno smiled, “Think back to the battle with the knight,” her magical shield formed above her arm again, “look familiar?”

Kal sat there slack-jawed staring at the magic circle above Ikuno’s arm, he couldn’t believe he had failed to notice that Ikuno’s and Balthus’s shields were nearly identical. He collected himself and looked closely at Ikuno’s arm, “But you don’t have any runes on you…”

Ikuno released the spell and winced, “That’s because they’re a bit… deeper,” she seemed reluctant to say more but that only roused Kal’s curiosity.

“Deeper?”

She rubbed her forearm with her other hand, “I didn’t want them to be visible, so I had them etch the runes into my… bones.”

“Owwwch!” though it didn’t actually hurt him, the very thought was making his arm tingle. Kal found himself rubbing his own arm in a similar manner as Ikuno.

“That’s a bit of an understatement,” she shook her head a bit to rid herself of the memory, “Read up on what you can in the book, I’ll make us something to eat while you study,” she said and walked out of the library.

He spent the rest of the day reading and talking with Ikuno, then for the first time in weeks they spent the time before he went home in bed.

On his next visit, after their normal start to one of one of his visits, Ikuno crawled out of bed and handed him a piece of leather with ties to go around his arm and runes scrawled on top, along with one of her charged crystals.

“I had some spell components left over, I managed to mix them into a decent quality ink. Let’s go outside and see how well you do with this,” she said, smiling. “Don’t be discouraged though, it may take some time to get it to work.”

Dressed and out in the clearing in front of the cave, Kal strapped the piece of leather to his forearm. Holding the crystal in his other hand, he took a couple deep breaths in preparation. Closing his eyes in concentration, he pulled magical energy from the crystal before pushing it into the runes on the leather. At first, it felt like the magic crashed into a wall stopping and rebounding back on him like a wave. He gritted his teeth and kept pushing despite the resulting headache. Energy flowed slowly towards the ink, like pushing a log through a wall of clay. As the barrier gave way and the magic touched the ink, the floodgates were thrown open allowing energy to rush in, charging the runes then bouncing back yet again as he failed to activate the shield quickly enough. Crying out he fell to his knees, holding his head as the magical energy slammed back into him. The runes on the strip of leather flickered out, leaving tendrils of steam floating up from the ink.

Ikuno rushed to his side, but he waved her off. Standing up, he gave her a weak smile. “Not giving up that easily.”

Steeling himself, he pulled energy from the crystal again. This time he pushed against the barrier slowly, easing through instead of smashing into it like earlier. Even with his extra caution, when he breached the other side of the barrier the magic once again rushed in beyond his control and rebounded back on him. This time he did manage to activate the shield, reducing the severity of the backlash. Still, the runes lit up and a poorly formed shield appeared before quickly flickering and dying. Kal took heart that he was making progress.

Ikuno’s worried voice came from by the cave, “Kal?”

“I’m fine.” He looked at the dimly lit crystal in his hand, figuring it to be drained about halfway. “I think I’ve got a few tries left in me before the crystal is empty.”

Closing his eyes again he pulled magical energy from the crystal and mentally approached the barrier. Probing it gently, it really did seem to react like clay. Thinking back to the potter in town he remembered the way clay was so firm you could punch it and only leave a dent, though thinner things like a string made of twisted horse hairs could pass through easily. Kal focused the energy down into a fine point and sent it forward into the wall Penetrating easily, it connected with the ink on the other side. He paused for a moment as he noticed a change in the rune, with the tendril of energy touching it they seemed to be vibrating, almost as if buzzing with anticipation. Kal carefully pushed more magic from the crystal into the line connecting to the ink, widening it in the process. The barrier gave way easily allowing the hole to expand as more power flowed through and into the runes. Once charged, Kal activated the runes and a glowing magic circle appeared above his arm.

Whooping with joy he punched his fist into the air in triumph, and the shield winked out as he lost his concentration. “Oops,” he chuckled. Focusing, he went through the process again: pierce, widen, charge, activate. This time the shield blazed to life in less than a second. After jumping around with happiness for a minute, he practiced pulling up the shield as fast as possible, quickly getting to the point where he could bring his arm up and bash an imaginary opponent with the shield appearing only a moment before ‘impact’.

Smiling he turned to Ikuno.

He wasn’t sure what he expected but his heart sank when he saw her stony visage.

“What’s wrong Ikuno?” asked Kal.

Ignoring his question, she held out her hand, “Give me the crystal.”

“Did I do someth…”

“JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN CRYSTAL!” she roared.

He held out the drained crystal and she snatched it from his hand, accidentally catching him with one of her claws. Kal jerked away but she quickly grabbed his arm and summoned a magic circle in her hand to heal the scratch. His confusion mounted when he saw tears running down her face.

Without looking at him Ikuno stood and walked back to her cave, “You need to go home now, Kal.”

“Would you please at least tell m…”

“LEAVE,” she growled.

Hanging his head in defeat, Kal dejectedly started making his way westward towards his farm.

——

Kal took a deep breath as he stepped out into the clearing in front of the cave, knowing that she had already been alerted to his presence. He noticed a few weeks ago that he was now able to tell when he passed through the wards that warned Ikuno of visitors or intruders. He was starting to wonder which of those categories he fell into.

As he approached the cave, Ikuno was still far enough from the entrance to be hidden in shadow, though he could still see her eyes glowing in the darkness.

“Go home Kal,” came a low growl from inside the cave. “Go home and don’t come back here. Wait for Perra to come of age, marry her, have a bunch of children and be happy on your farm.”

Her words were like an arrow through his heart and as she spoke the weight of them threatened to drive him to his knees. He felt a tightness in his chest as pain and sadness washed over him, but then he remembered his sole reason for coming today. There was a spark of anger from her rejection that he built into a near rage and used it to shove the hurt aside.

“No,” he snarled back at the oni.

He saw the eyes narrow in the darkness, “I asked you before if you have a death wish, has that changed?”

Kal steadied himself and reigned in his roiling emotions, glaring at her he said, “I’m not leaving until you tell me what I have done to make you so mad at me.”

Ikuno stepped out into the light her expression as cold as steel, “As you wish.” She held her hand out and formed a magic circle just before a ball of energy streaked toward Kal. From his practice the day before, it was out of pure reflex that the runes on the leather vambrace lit up and the shield formed in time for him to intercept the projectile.

Popping his head up over the magic circle he yelled, “What the hell was that for, Ikuno!?”

The oni’s expression never changed as she allowed the spell to dissipate and lowered her arm. “Where is your crystal Kal?” she asked.

Annoyed he snapped back, “What does… that… have…” he stammered as realization dawned on him. He had given the crystal back yesterday and even if he hadn’t, it had been completely drained during his practice. He had no power source for the shield, yet there it was in front of him. His eyes full of questions, he looked at Ikuno. “How…?” he was so stunned didn’t even know what to ask.

“Exactly,” she said, staring at Kal’s magic shield. Her expression softened a tiny bit, “I don’t have answers for you Kal and that frustrates me. Humans aren’t magical by nature. Magic for them is like a muscle that needs to be exercised to become strong, but it takes a very long time. It’s why all the powerful human wizards are old, it takes decades to build up their ability to the point they can cast more powerful spells.” Looking him in the eyes, she continued, “What you are doing right now should have taken years just to form the shield and at least a decade before you could hold it as long as you have now. But here you stand, putting almost no effort into it.”

Ikuno looked down at the ground, “You want to know why I’m so angry? It’s because I’m confused.” She took a deep breath before continuing. “I’m centuries upon centuries old, Kal. This was my home before yours or Perra’s villages even existed. Before I came here I had seen amazing things, mountains higher than the clouds, crossed oceans where it would be weeks of seeing nothing but water, cities that would take a human days to walk across, palaces that you could fit twenty or more of your little villages in and met countless people along the way. I’ve befriended dragons, wizards, and kings as well as made a few of those into enemies which is why I chose to stay in my little cave for a time.”

“After all this time and everything I’ve seen,” Ikuno stalked forward, her eyes locked on his and getting louder with each step, “do you have any idea how frustrating, how confusing and how angry it makes me, to be completely confounded by a simple farmer boy!” she yelled, her face mere inches from his.

Kal stood there his eyes locked on hers, returning her stony glare. “You’re right,” he growled back at her, “I’m just a simple farmer and I don’t understand what is going on here. But here’s what I do understand,” the shield above his arm vanished as he began wrestling with the ties holding the strip of leather to his arm, all while still glaring at Ikuno. “This whole blasted thing started when I began learning magic. And if my choices are learning magic and losing you,” in annoyance, he ripped the leather the rest of the way off his arm and threw it off to one side, “then magic can go to hell.”

Ikuno stood up, confusion was written on her face. “But… why?”

“Because I love you, dammit!” Kal slapped a hand over his mouth and his eyes went wide with surprise at his own declaration.

Ikuno looked like she had been struck by lightning, she sank to her knees wide-eyed with shock.

There was a minute of uneasy silence as they both absorbed his words.

Ikuno’s arms came up, her expression blank. Kal tensed as she put her hands on either side of his face. She pulled him in and kissed him, then kissed him again, and again, and again each one more passionate than the last. She kissed his nose, his eyelids, his forehead, his cheeks, his chin then back to his lips where her tongue slipped into Kal’s mouth and dueled with his for a few long moments. When they separated they were both looking flushed and breathing heavily.

Tugging at Kal’s pants she whispered breathlessly, “I need you… now.”

Kal reached down to help and soon his trousers fell, revealing that he had grown to her size but wasn’t fully erect yet. Ikuno put one hand behind his back and laid him down on the grass while the other reached down and stroked him to full hardness. She kissed him hard, her tongue again slipping into his mouth as she pushed aside the flap covering her sex and guided him to her entrance. She let out a sob as she slid down his length taking him to the all the way to the root in one go.

Kal heard the sob and opened his eyes to see tears running down her face, he broke the kiss pushing her up with a worried look, “Ikuno what’s wrong?”

Ikuno shook her head, smiling. “Shut up you idiot, they’re because I’m happy,” she said wiping a tear from her cheek. She pushed his arms aside and leaned down so they were nose to nose. “Stop worrying about it and make love to me,” she said before kissing him again. She lifted herself up then raised her head and gasped as she slid back down to the hilt, the head just barely brushing her cervix.

She slid up and down on his hard cock slowly increasing the pace until she found a comfortable rhythm, savoring the feeling of being stretched and filled by her lover. Sitting up without missing a stroke she undid the buckles to her top and bottom, casting them aside, then took Kal’s hands and placed them on her breasts. He began teasing and twisting her nipples making her moan in appreciation.

After a few minutes, she could tell they were both getting close. Kal had started to thrust up into her as she came down on him and his eyes were closed in concentration. Ikuno slowed down taking longer strokes but gripping him tighter with her insides, Kal’s eyes came open in curiosity. She leaned over and kissed him.

“I want to do something special with you, Kal, something I have only done with a handful of others in my life,” she said.

Kal grunted as she slowly slid up his shaft. “What’s that?” he asked, moaning as she came back down. This slow pace after getting so close was driving him nuts.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear, “I want you to claim me. I want you to fuck me hard and fast and fill me all three ways. Show me beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m your woman.”

Blood surged to Kal’s cock at the thought, making him throb inside her, “I’d love to do that for you, but I don’t think I can manage three in a row.”

Ikuno sat up again, magic circles forming in each hand, “I’ll take care of that,” she reached behind her and ran her fingers over his balls, a warm tingling sensation ran through them and up into the base of his cock. She then put the other circle on his chest and Kal felt strength rush through his body. He thrust up into Ikuno and easily lifted her off the ground, making the oni groan in pleasure.

Kal placed his hands on her hips and held her in place, still a bit surprised that he could keep her from moving, “Last chance to back out, are you sure?”

She tried to lift up but stayed firmly impaled on his cock, “Yessss, I want it,” she moaned grinding her pussy into his groin.

He lifted her off his prick and flipped her onto her back, Kal winced at the loud thump as she hit the ground harder than he intended. Ikuno hardly seemed to notice as she was already spreading her legs while he changed position, taking a leg in each hand he lined up with her sex and slammed himself into the moist heat of her pussy. He thrust into her fast and hard, taking just a moment to move Ikuno’s hands behind her knees to hold her legs. That left his hands free to tease her breasts, pinching and playing with her nipples as he pounded into her. Leaning over he took a nipple into his mouth and lightly bit down making her gasp. Feeling he was getting close Kal reached up behind Ikuno’s neck and pulled her towards him. Ikuno’s eyes were glazed over with pleasure, he turned her head to the side and growled in her ear.

“Cum with me.”

Grabbing her by the hair he tilted her head back and ran his tongue from her collarbone to her jaw as his orgasm begin to wash over him. Burying himself deep as he could in the oni, he bit down and sucked hard on the sensitive skin of Ikuno’s neck as his cock erupted inside her.

Ikuno’s body convulsed as she came, a high-pitched wail escaping her mouth as her back arched and her entire body tensed up. Freed from her nerveless hands her legs came together, nearly crushing Kal despite his magical strength. As his orgasm abated, Kal released her neck leaving a dark purple mark behind. Moments later Ikuno collapsed in a panting heap.

As he changed positions Kal wondered for a moment if this was really okay with her but pushed it aside quickly; he could always stop if she needed him to. Standing and walking to her head he reached down and grabbed her by her horns, she weakly got on her hands and knees as he pulled her into position. Her eyes fluttering open she saw Kal’s prick bobbing in front of her face, with a flicker of a smile she opened her mouth. Kal didn’t thrust full force into her mouth but he wasn’t gentle either, she wanted to feel claimed and he intended to give her what she wanted.

He could feel his balls swell with seed as Ikuno’s magic went to work keeping him hard and making him ready for the next round. The oni moaned happily around his cock, her tongue getting more active as she recovered. Soon enough he was sliding in and out of her mouth at a good pace while she reached between her legs and played with her clit. The spell she cast on his balls seemed to keep him nice and sensitive since it wasn’t long before he started to feel the tingle down below that told him he was close. Ikuno’s hips had started to jerk as her fingers brought her closer to her own release as well.

“Cum with me again, woman.” Kal could hardly believe he had spoken to her like that but it seemed to be just what she wanted as she leaned in and swallowed, the head of his dick slipping into her throat. The sensation and surprise sent him over the edge, he held her tight to his groin as he spent himself straight into her belly, he felt her throat working around him as her body tensed up and she joined him with her own climax. While he was still cumming Ikuno pushed a little and Kal thought she needed him to pull out, but as he withdrew she stopped him with just the head in her mouth, catching his last few spurts on her tongue seemed to trigger another smaller climax in the oni.

Ikuno’s revitalizing spell was hard at work before he even pulled free of her mouth. While it made him recover within minutes, it didn’t seem to keep him from getting sore. Walking behind the blue oni he saw she had been getting herself ready by taking a mixture of their combined fluids from her sex and coating her rear. Kal got the sense that he shouldn’t waste any time, there was a nagging feeling that Ikuno’s spells would only be active a little longer. Luckily, neither one of them usually lasted long when he took her backside.

Pushing her hips down to his level, he stepped up and slipped into her sex. Getting fully lubed with her juices, he pulled out and lined his cock up with her backdoor. Pressing the head against her pucker, he pushed forward until his prick finally slipped inside, the ring of muscle gripping his shaft just below the head. She was having none of the normal slow first penetration he seemed to insist upon and backed into him until he was once again surrounded by the heat of her body. He grinned at how badly she wanted him and the knowledge that he didn’t need to be nearly as gentle as their first time.

“You’ve taken my cunt,” Kal had never heard her use that word before, “you’ve taken my mouth, now take my ass. Make me yours Kal.”

Kal just grunted in reply. Grabbing hold of her hips, he eased himself in and out a few times to make sure she was nice and slick before speeding up. Moving his hands to her waist he pulled her back into him each time he thrust forward, their bodies coming together with loud slaps. Ikuno let out little moans every time he pushed into her, raising her head up and arching her back in pleasure as he roughly plowed into her rear again and again. For the third time that day Kal felt himself getting closer to cumming. Seeing her hair whipping about in front of him, Kal reached out and grabbed a handful, twisting it around his wrist. He pulled her head back towards him while maintaining the furious pace of pounding the oni’s ass. Thinking about the mark he had already left on her neck he entertained the thought of putting a matching one on the back just to the side of her spine. He teased her by gently scraping his teeth across her skin as slammed into her backside harder and faster.

Through gritted teeth, he heard Ikuno growl, “Dooo iiiiit.”

As the first volley of spunk shot into the oni’s ass he bit down, sucking hard on her tender skin. Ikuno’s climax hit her like an avalanche, her ass tightened up but with his extra strength, he was able to keep fucking her all the way through her orgasm. Each time he bottomed out it felt like another bigger orgasm hit her before the last one could subside. Her screams of pleasure turned into a roar then the roar took on the strange echo that happened when she cast a spell. Leaving a second purple mark on her neck Kal buried his cock inside her rear and stayed there as he finished emptying himself in her bottom. Her roar was getting almost deafening when she went quiet and slumped like a puppet with its strings cut. Pulling free of Kal, she collapsed into the grass.

Kal hurriedly knelt beside her, his strength allowing him to cradle her in his arms.

“Ikuno! Ikuno!?” Are you okay!” he called, her eyelids fluttered open as he gently shook her, “talk to me Ikuno, are you okay!?

“Ffffuck you Kal.”

“Huh?”

“I ssaid, ffffuck you,” her head lolled as she tried to focus on him. “How dare youuu ask me if I’m okay. I’m not okay, I’m ffffuckin’ amazing!” she said the last with a flourish that almost dumped her out of his lap.

Kal relaxed a bit since she didn’t seem to be in any danger. But still…

“Why are you acting like this Ikuno?”

“Too much magic,” she tapped her temple, “does funny shit to yer head. Better ‘n humans though they get too much an dey go POP!” her eyes widened comically each time she said the word, “I’m an ooold spirit though I don’ go POP! like a human. Hehehe POP! POP!”

“Okay, but how can I help you.”

She touched one of her horns, “Horns’zz like crystals, touch horn use magic. Get back to normal, though dis is fun. Yewr cute,” she said snuggling into his chest.

“Can’t you just use some magic to get rid of it?”

She lifted her head up but took a second to focus on him, “You wan’ me to do the fhhhhht,” she flopped her hand around in the air in front of her, “like this?”

“You’re right, that was a horrible idea.”

“Mmmm hmmmm,” she hummed and snuggled back into his chest.

Kal thought for a moment, he didn’t have a lot of options.

“What about the crystals?”

“Not big enuff,”

“What if you charge all of them?”

“Still nope. Need ta burn lotsa energy. Don’ worry I’ll be good in a couple days. Extra will all jus float offa me.”

Kal spied the leather vambrace lying nearby. He set Ikuno down, which got a disappointed ‘awwww’ from the oni, and went to get it. The straps were stretched from where he ripped it off earlier, but all the runes appeared to still be intact. Tying it back on his arm he went back to Ikuno, He picked her up and carried her to the middle of the clearing, but his strength ran out just he got there and they both went tumbling into the grass. Picking himself up and brushing off the grass and dirt he thought in retrospect it might have been a good idea to put his clothes back on. Ikuno just sat up and laughed.

Standing next to the oni he held his arm up above his head so the shield would appear parallel to the ground, then reached out to touch one of Ikuno’s horns, but she ducked away.

Trying her best to make a serious face she said, “Don’ do too much, you’ll go POP! I like you, don’ want ya ta go POP!”

“I won’t, I promise”

Thinking that just touching might not be the best idea with her in this state he reached out and grabbed one of Ikuno’s horns, the oni made a scandalized ‘oooOOooooo’ but Kal ignored her. Raising his arm again he summoned the shield, drawing power from Ikuno he pushed it into the runes hoping to make the shield larger, to his surprise the magic circle grew. He was about to try to go even larger when…

“Mmmmm that looks yummy,” Kal’s dick was suddenly enveloped by Ikuno’s warm wet mouth. The magic shield flickered and died as he lost his concentration. Kal looked down in annoyance to see the oni contentedly sucking on his soft prick, though it wasn’t going to stay soft for long.

“Dammit, Ikuno I’m trying to help you,” he said attempting to pull away, but Ikuno shook her head and growled at him letting her pointed teeth rest lightly against the base of his shaft. Kal quickly stopped trying to pull out of her mouth. When he relented she made a noise that sounded suspiciously like ‘mine’ and went back to contentedly sucking on his dick.

Kal raised his arm again, trying to block out the pleasant sensations from his groin.

Kal quickly reached the biggest size from before, then pushed it larger twice more before…

“Dammit Ikuno! Stop that!” Ikuno looked up at him with a face of pure puppy-eyed innocence. That is, if it hadn’t been for his oni-sized cock deep in her mouth and her tongue lazily swirling around the head while one of her hands idly played with the folds of her sex.

Kal sighed again in frustration, he considered just trying to fuck her mouth and get off to see if she would let him concentrate but had a strange feeling she was doing this as some kind of challenge. Raising his arm, he started again. He made it to the first biggest then the second with relative ease, he did seem to be drawing a good amount of power but with his inexperience, it was hard to tell. He pushed the shield further; gentle fingers came up and tickled his balls. He pushed the shield further; she began bobbing her head up and down his length. He pushed the shield further; she took him all the way to the root swallowing then massaging his cock with her throat.

“Fuuuuck!” Kal yelled. The shield covered most of the clearing and parts of it faded in and out but never collapsed completely. He felt like he was pulling as much as he safely could from Ikuno and was just wondering how long he would need to hold it until she was back to normal. Despite his recent feats of concentration, he knew full well that if he came down her throat that would be the end, he was doing his best to maintain the runes, but the ink had all burnt off a while ago. He wouldn’t get another chance.

His cock suddenly felt cold as Ikuno pulled her mouth off.

“Kal, you can let go now,” she said.

“Oh, thank goodness!” Kal released the shield and looked down at Ikuno. He wanted to bend down and hug her, but he also had a raging erection and was on the verge of cumming. Ikuno made things easy by opening her mouth as an invitation, with a whimper of relief he put his cock in her mouth and in just a handful of thrusts deposited his fourth load of the day on her tongue.

Panting, Kal collapsed onto the grass, “That. Was. Torture.” he said.

Ikuno swallowed her treat then crawling over to Kal laid her head on his chest. Kal looked at the charred ruins of the leather vambrace.

“Guess I didn’t do a very good job of choosing you over magic,” he said sadly, unstrapping it from his arm and sending the piece of leather flying towards the tree line.

“Admittedly, getting overloaded on magic wasn’t how I had planned on that to end, I was thinking more hugging, kissing and candlelight. I did have one thing planned though.” Ikuno reached over and renewed her strength spell on Kal then laid down in the grass smiling at him. “Carry me to my bedchambers, servant.”

Kal laughed as magical strength surged through his muscles once again. Standing, he easily picked up the much larger woman and started walking toward the cave.

“So, you aren’t mad at me for using magic?” he asked.

Ikuno laid her head on his shoulder, “Nope, not my problem anymore.”

Kal looked at her, confused, “Why is that?”

She tapped the purple spot on the side of her neck. “Because you claimed me, I belong to you now.”

Kal stopped dead in his tracks in front of the cave entrance.

“Um… What?”

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Edited by: oldfart

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