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Final Fantasy XIV The Young Boy's Tale	By : RedDragonMistress Category: Final Fantasy XIV > Het - Male/Female Views: 86 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Arden blinked sleepily as he awoke, his vision hazy as he tried to look around. He groaned both out loud and inwardly as he remembered what had happened. Once again, he had blacked out, but this time it was during his own celebration party that the Admiral herself had thrown for him. Even Y’shtola was present, a comforting presence among total strangers. He could still feel her arms embracing him from behind, her body teeming with a scent like sweet wine…
Yet it wasn't a total blackout. He had seen familiar landscapes, familiar flames, familiar horrors-
“Ahh, awake at last, I see.”
The boy blinked again as he tried to sit up, noticing the commanding presence of Merlwyb Bloefiswyn sitting beside him in a comfortable chair. Even as he began to grow nervous, the Admiral flashed him a warm smile.
“Worry not, boy,” she said reassuringly. “I brought you here myself to ensure that you were not disturbed. The bed is comfortable, I trust?”
Arden finally looked around now that Merlwyb called his attention to his surroundings. The bed was indeed quite plush, a finer quality piece of furniture than the ones at the Drowning Wench. The room itself boasted quite a number of nautical artifacts ranging from a decorative sextant to several ships in a bottle, and even some nautical charts hanging on the wall near a painting of a lighthouse by the sea. While he didn’t exactly know what everything was, the boy had an inkling of where he was.
“Is this your room, Miss Merly?” asked Arden before covering his mouth in alarm. “Ah, sorry, I guess I should call you Admiral, huh?”
Merlwyb laughed out loud, waving a hand at his question. “When it is just the pair of us, you may certainly call me ‘Miss Merly,’ if that is your wish. It seems like a simple enough reward, given your service to the city, so I do not mind in the least.” She reached over to pat the boy’s head, eliciting a crimson blush from him. “But aye, this is indeed my personal quarters. Not as flashy as some others you may encounter, but I prefer to keep things simple.”
“It’s a really nice room,” commented Arden with a smile, bouncing a little on the mattress with a fond expression. “The bed is really comfy too. I hope I can buy a bed like this someday!”
“Keep up the adventuring like you are, and you’ll acquire the gil in due course,” said Merlwyb with a soft chuckle. “I will say, though… I’m full glad that you have awakened in a timely manner. I was concerned that perhaps some form of Sahagin curse had befallen you, though Y’shtola seemed to have her own ideas on the matter.”
Arden perked up at the mention of the conjurer. “Is she here? I need to tell her sorry… I worried her again, I know it.”
“Nay, she departed but a few hours prior to your awakening.” Merlwyb continued to pet him, her large hand almost dwarfing the boy’s small head. “She stayed until she was sure you would be fine, though. It seems you’ve made quite an impression on her, my lad.”
The boy turned pink in the face. “She’s very kind… and she’s taught me a lot of things.”
“That does indeed sound like her,” the admiral nodded to herself, her own porcelain cheeks taking on a slight pink hue. “It is… of utmost import that a young adventurer like yourself learns much and more from the adults in your life…”
Arden peered over at her with a curious gaze, his mind going back to the dream he had before waking up. The vision of the roegadyn woman commanding an entire army, along with two others he did not recognize. “You work really hard too, huh?”
“No rest for the weary, as the saying goes,” replied Merlwyb with a knowing smile. “Speaking of weary, are you quite certain you got enough rest? Your dreams seemed… unpleasant, given how you were reacting.” She cupped his small cheek with her palm, looking into his eyes with an encouraging expression.
“Mmm…” the boy nodded slowly, hugging himself around his middle as though trying to shield himself. “Yeah… nightmare…” The core memory of the dream had been driven from his mind before the admiral reminded him of it, closing his eyes to shut out the visions of flame and destruction, and the silhouette of a massive, furious dragon... and another one of those black-robed 'Ascians.'
“Y’shtola told me you were at the Battle of Carteneau,” said Merlwyb, not unkindly. “A harrowing experience even among seasoned veterans. For you to even be alive afterwards is nothing short of a miracle.”
“…You were there too, Miss Merly?” asked Arden, though he already knew - and saw - the answer to his question.
“Indeed,” said Merlwyb with a sorrowful smile. “We lost many good men and women in the chaos that followed. If not for their brave actions, many more would have also died.” She continued to stroke his head with her large hand, gentle despite the difference in size. “And yet to become an adventurer so young… What drew you to such a dangerous calling, boy?”
Arden shrugged a little, leaning into Merlwyb’s gentle caresses as he closed his eyes. “Well… I was in an orphanage for a while,”he began, his voice soft and thoughtful. “But we had little to eat, and it was full of kids like me. We even had to share beds, but there were still kids who slept on the floor.”
As the boy spoke, he felt the Admiral’s caresses grow more tender, her gentle hand briefly moving away before returning without the glove. He stopped speaking for a moment as his eyes widened in surprise, not expecting her pale, ivory-skinned hand to be so silky smooth. He recovered himself after a few long seconds and continued, his cheeks burning even redder.
“I decided that I couldn’t live there anymore,” he said softly, feeling her large fingers glide through his dark hair. “Some nice people taught me to hunt and cook my own food, and I met a guy who showed me how to use an axe to fight monsters. I trained really hard and then came over to Vylbrand about a year ago to learn from the marauder’s guild. That’s when I met Mister Baderon, and he helped me join the Adventurer’s Guild.”
“Yet why choose such a dangerous profession at your age?” asked the Admiral in concern. “Your life at that orphanage was certainly not ideal, but… I cannot imagine you are faring much better on your own in the wilds.”
“It’s not so bad,” replied the boy with a genuine smile. “I can help people this way, and I can keep any more kids from losing their moms and dads. And also…” he let out a sigh as he leaned into her hand once more, “…I feel like this way, I’m doing something meaningful. And not just being a burden…”
“You? A burden?” Merlwyb’s eyes flashed like a cannon shot, her maternal instincts flaring to life. “Did the matron of your orphanage say such a foolish thing? If so, I’ll keelhaul them without a second—“
“Oh, no no!” Arden almost leapt out of the plush bed in alarm, waving his hands in front of him. “No one told me that! I just… felt that way. If I do things, then I feel like I’m useful. But if I’m sitting still…”
“Ah, I see. My apologies, boy.” The admiral visibly relaxed and nodded to him. “I just… If that had been the case, I’m not certain I would have kept my temper in check. I’m… full glad to know you weren’t intentionally mistreated.” She smiled again as she felt Arden shiver a little against her bare hand, her silver eyes shining a bit in the lamplight. “…Do I make you nervous, boy? You need not feel that way when it is just the pair of us.”
“I… kinda do feel a little nervous,” admitted Arden with a bashful grin. “I mean, you’re the Admiral, and you’re a really important and famous person here. But you’re also really nice and gentle… a-and pretty too, if it’s okay to say…”
Merlwyb felt her cheeks go pink again from the compliments. “As I have said before, you need not think of me as The Admiral when it is just the pair of us. I may be a leader, but… at the end of the day, I am but a mere woman in the end, after all.”
“Oh.” Arden cocked his head to the side. “What does that mean, Miss Merly?”
The lady roegadyn pondered the question for a moment. “Well… in essence, it means that I possess certain… needs that go unfulfilled. Everyone has needs, boy. Even you.” She leaned down and gazed into his eyes, and her thoughts drifted to the pure blue of the ocean waves she loved so much. Her heart skipped a beat, the flush in her cheeks deepening. …Hells take you, Y’shtola, for putting these damnable ideas in my head… “But a leader’s needs are… usually cast aside for the sake of the people they serve.”
“That’s really not good,” said Arden with a worried expression that made the Admiral almost hold her breath. “You shouldn’t do that! People need you, so you gotta take care of yourself!”
“Mmmh… you are quite right, boy. Perhaps I should… indulge a bit while there is yet time.” Merlwyb slowly rose from her chair and began unbuttoning her coat, exposing more and more of her cleavage before the cloth fell from broad yet feminine shoulders.
“Oh…” Arden stared wide eyed at the topless Admiral, admiration welling up in him. “..Do you enjoy cuddling too, Miss Merly? Shtola taught me lots of neat ways adults cuddle, so…“
I suppose I should thank her for saving me some trouble, thought Merlwyb as she licked her lips in anticipation. “I see… Most excellent. The perhaps it would be best to simply have you show me what you’ve learned thus far.” She unbuckled and pulled down her pants, revealing black lace panties that stood out against her ivory white skin, and soon those too were swiftly removed. “Make room, if you would, and then climb atop me once I lay down next to you.”
Arden nodded, sliding over to give the much larger woman enough room. She easily climbed into bed next to him, blushing red as his young eyes stared directly at her nude form. She then laid down on her back, her huge thighs spreading apart and exposing her thick, puffy roegadyn pussy, which was already dripping onto the covers beneath her. “Now, boy… show me what you have learned so far. And be sure to give it your all, you hear me?~”
“Yes, Miss Merly!” said Arden with a confident look, his small Hyur form climbing between her much larger thighs as he held his little boycock in his right hand, positioning it against her leaking sex much like Y’shtola had shown him previously.
We are… truly sailing into this maelstrom, aren’t we…? thought Merlwyb as she felt the small dick slide between her pure white labia and into the first few inches of her pink, humid depths. A deep, womanly moan escaped her ruby lips as she felt the bliss of penetration, her large hands reaching down to grasp his shoulders. Her fingers almost entirely covered his upper back and shoulder blades. Thank the Navigator we are alone… if anyone saw me with such an absurdly small lover compared to myself, such embarrassment would…
Her thoughts cut short as she looked down at the boy between her massive thighs, clinging to her toned white midsection as he leaned over against her. She massaged his small, stiff erection with her experienced pussy, eliciting a high-pitched moan from her young partner that made a jolt of pleasure shoot up her spine.
“Miss… M-Miss Merly…” gasped Arden, shivering against her as he began to move his little hips against hers, light slaps beginning to sound out between them. “These cuddles… feel so good…!”
“You make this old lady very happy, dear boy,” said Merlwyb with a growing fondness, her huge legs moving to wrap around Arden’s much smaller Hyur frame. “Now, remember what I said, and do not hold back…”
“Okay,” said the boy with a nod. “But… you’re not an old lady. You’re really pretty and strong and… really soft…” His words were punctuated by very firm thrusts of his youthful hips into Merlwyb’s maternal pussy. The slaps continued to sound out through the private bedchamber, eventually growing more wet in nature as the needy roegadyn woman felt her juices begin to leak out of her, frothing and bubbling as the boy churned her needy insides with bottomless vigor.
Even though she had never had children before, even though her duty stood above all else in her life, just this once she had decided to forego said duty and indulge her craving. A deep, sultry moan escaped her throat as she displayed a vulnerable side to her that no other person could see, her trust in the boy growing more and more palpable as she finally allowed herself to cut loose.
“Good, boy… That’s very good…” said the admiral as she leaned forward, her grip with both her hands and legs tightening around Arden’s small yet energetic body. “I… haven’t felt like this in a long time… Don’t stop! Full speed ahead!” …Seven hells… I want to kiss him… to smother him! And yet he is so short that I cannot even reach him! As good as he is making me feel, this is too much like torture!!
Arden took Merlwyb’s words to heart as he began to thrust even harder into her, his small hands gripping her large thighs more tightly for additional leverage. Even with such a shallow penetration, the boy could still feel his lover’s tight grip around him, her pussy convulsing and caressing his young little boydick with intense excitement and affection. Yet he continued to push forward, doing his best to hold on longer than he usually could with Y’shtola. That was what Merlwyb wanted with her cuddles, after all!
“Oh, gods…!” gasped the roegadyn woman, arching her back slightly as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. “R-right there…! Rub it right there, boy! On your left!” Her pale fingers dug into Arden’s back as he followed her instructions, her mouth agape from the youthful passion flowing into her older body. She could only answer with a lustful growl, unable to form words as her sensitive area came under direct assault. Even her thick clitoris peeked out from under the hood, the tender bit exposing itself to the rough slaps of the boy’s hips.
“Mmmmh… M-Miss Merly…” gasped Arden with a slight whimper, his body pressing against her lower abdomen as he kept up his thrusting. His head didn’t even reach her navel, he was so short compared to her. “I… I can’t.. I gotta do it!”
“V-very well… do it…” gasped Merlwyb with a gaze of abject lust. “Fire at will..! Lay waste to my insides!” Her body craved it to the point where her pussy began sucking on the boy’s shaft with such force that not a single drop of his seed would escape.
It was too much for Arden. He finally let out a cry of intense bliss as his orgasm overtook him, clinging to Merlwyb’s porcelain hips as he let loose with every ounce of his seed directly inside her. His young boycock sprayed thick, heavy loads all throughout her leaking interior, coating her with his virile semen as the sheer amount of it flooded and filled her up. She felt it reach all the way to her aching womb, pouring inside in a gushing, splattering mess that further excited her, causing her to envision her very eggs getting assaulted by the boys potent seed. The heat, sensation, and the mere possibility of being inseminated proved too much for the needy admiral, who began to shiver and quake beneath her young lover as her own climax barreled through her for the first time in so many years.
The room was filled with the pair’s gasping and panting, their lustful moans and wet squirting as they clung tightly to each other in the throes of forbidden passion. Soon they both felt the intense sensations subside, lying on each other covered in their shared sweat and sexual fluids.
“…not enough…” whispered Merlwyb under her breath, drawing Arden’s curious gaze up towards her. Her hands slid down to grab the boy under his arms and lifted him up, his young boycock popping out with a wet squelch as it jiggled a bit in front of him. Pulling him toward her, she sat him down on her chest just above her large ivory breasts and leaned forward, taking his still erect little boydick between her dark red lips.
“Aaahhh!! Miss Merly!!” cried Arden in complete surprise, feeling her begin to suckle deeply upon his quivering little cock. “That’s… it feels good, but… isn’t it dirty…?”
Merlwyb lightly shook her head, humming a negative answer as she continued to suck him off. She heard the boy moan louder as his little hands reached forward to run through her silvery hair, feeling his back arching slightly from the pleasure of the entirely new experience. Meanwhile, her left hand reached around to hold the boy in place as she cleaned him, although she intended to sate yet another craving of hers that had arisen. Her right hand drifted down between her legs and began rubbing her thick, swollen clitoris, their combined love leaking out of her and onto the plush bed below.
Arden felt his little balls clench again as a second climax swiftly approached, his hands clutching at her hair as he let out another loud moan. He felt the admiral suck him even harder, as if she knew exactly what was happening, ramming her face directly against his pelvis as she took his little cock all the way to the base between her ruby lips. With a much louder groan, he arched his back as he felt his orgasm crash hard through him, his boydick expelling thick streams of his creamy, fertile seed directly into her waiting mouth. He felt her swallow it down without an ounce of hesitation, drinking deeply with a lusty moan as her suckling lips kept drawing out even more of the tasty liquid.
Unbeknownst to the boy, Merlwyb herself experienced her own light orgasm as she kept playing with herself, the flavorful semen pumping into her mouth a very effective trigger. She basked in both the afterglow of her long overdue climaxes as well as the delicious, musky flavor of the boy flowing against her tongue and down her throat. Once she had finished, she popped the boy’s little cock out of her mouth and moved him again, this time letting him rest on top of her soft, full breasts as she wrapped her strong arms around him.
“You did well, boy…” purred Merlwyb, completely satisfied. “That was the most fun I’ve had in a long time…”
“‘m glad you liked it, Miss Merly…” replied Arden, who leaned against her with a drowsy expression. “You’re… really good at cuddling…”
The admiral laughed quietly at his observation. “Let us simply say that I have… a modicum of experience at it.” She reached up to pet the boy’s sweat-soaked hair, licking her lips to clean them of any lingering traces of the boy’s seed. “Besides, you were the one who worked the hardest… Now rest, dear boy… regain your strength.”
With a tired nod, Arden fell back asleep on top of Merlwyb, the roegadyn woman cradling his naked body against her own as he dozed. Her mind raced as she thought of how to proceed after this very interesting turn of events, a serene smile gracing her dark red lips.
I think it’s time… Not only for a remembrance of the Calamity, but an additional gesture of goodwill to my fellow leaders of the Alliance. Elder Seedseer… Sultana… I find myself wondering if you will have a similar experience with this boy as I have.
Merlwyb stared down at his cute, sleeping face, her smile breaking into a lustful grin.
I cannot wait to hear what sort of devilish experiences you both will have together with him~
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