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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 gazed out at the natural beauty of the Lotus Stand in total awe as he strode down to meet the delegation of Gridanian leadership awaiting him. The canopy of leaves above provided not only cooling protection from the sunlight, but also shielding from any possible rain that might unexpectedly appear. The flowing waters surrounding the central platforms and the circular path leading to it further added to the aesthetically pleasing scene, and the boy marveled at the wonder and beauty of the place as he walked closer to the large table that graced the middle area of the Stand. There, standing respectfully in anticipation of his arrival, stood a young horned woman with blonde hair the color of the golden dawn, her eyes the shining green of verdant summer. Dressed in splendid white robes and holding a staff that appeared hewn of blue crystal, Arden realized that the young woman was a skilled and talented mage just like Y’shtola, and his heart ached as he realized he already missed the miqo’te quite badly.
“Welcome, young man,” said the blonde-haired woman with a kind smile. “I am Kan-E-Senna, Elder Seedseer of Gridania, and leader of the Twin Adder Grand Company. I am very pleased to make your acquaintance.”
Arden blushed as he attempted a polite bow, having learned the greeting from one of the conjurers while he waited for his audience. “I’m Arden Vahl,” he replied, his voice shaking slightly with nervousness. “I bring a message from Admiral Merl… Mer… uh…” He made a face as he once more got hung up on Merlwyb’s name. With a sigh, he smiled apologetically to the regal padjal as he continued in a more casual tone. “Sorry, I’m not used to this kinda thing… Miss Merly gave me a letter for you, so I’m really happy you could see me so suddenly.”
Kan-E-Senna offered the boy a kind smile that reflected in her eyes. “Worry not, young Arden. It takes much and more to offend me, and at least you made an attempt at it. For what it is worth, feel free to call me Miss Kan-E, if it pleases you.” She extended her hand for the letter, which the boy gave to her with a less shaky hand.
As she read the missive, Arden noticed the other Serpents and Wood Wailers present looking at him with the usual mixture of expressions: impressed, confused, concerned and, of course, downright angry. He understood by now that the anger was not directed towards him, but it never felt easy to bear, even now. But he felt no shame in being who he was at that moment, and he stood as proud and tall as his small frame would allow, letting that be his unspoken answer to those who would not speak directly to him.
“A remembrance is quite a good idea, I agree.” Kan-E folded the letter back up with a firm nod, handing it to one of the nearby soldiers. “Please begin preparations for this event at once. I believe now is an excellent opportunity to reflect on what we have lost, as well as what we have gained in these last five years.” As the soldier nodded and set off, she turned back to Arden and smiled at him again. “You have my thanks. You must have had a long journey to get here, considering you also stopped at Ul’dah on the way. Please rest yourself before you return to Vylbrand, and enjoy your time in our city.”
“That really means a lot, Miss Kan-E,” began Arden, looking apologetically at the Elder Seedseer, “but I really gotta get back. There’s someone waiting for me, you see, and I don’t wanna take too long…” He offered her a small smile, and she in turn gave him one of understanding.
“I’m afraid that is unacceptable.”
Everyone gathered turned to stare at the padjal in utter shock. While her smile was indeed one of diplomacy and tolerance, her eyes showed no emotion.
“Elder Seedseer, please,” whispered one of the soldiers standing beside her. “He has come a long way, like you said. We shouldn’t—“
“Leave us,” interrupted Kan-E, maintaining her measured calm. “I wish to speak to our young diplomat alone.”
Several of the delegates gasped in disbelief. “My Lady, I do not believe this is wise.”
“Do you perhaps believe that this young man, a child, might perhaps be a Garlean assassin in disguise?” asked the padjal, turning to her attendant with a stern look. “I think not. If Merlwyb and Nanamo trust him, then I see no reason not to do so myself. Now, please let us speak privately.”
With clear hesitation, the gathered soldiers and councilors left the Lotus Stand one by one, leaving Arden and Kan-E-Senna standing alone on the center platform. The silence was broken only by the sound of the flowing stream below which they stood. Arden shifted on his feet, unsure of what to say to the noble leader. Even though she appeared in her mid teens, the boy understood she was older than her appearance suggested, though not by how much. Still, he did not wish to insult her by guessing poorly.
“Um… Miss Kan-E?” Arden said, trying to break the ice. “Are you okay?”
Without saying anything, Kan-E-Senna gently leaned her crystalline staff against one of the nearby chairs. She then turned to face Arden, stepping lightly toward him with an inscrutable expression before lightly placing her hands upon his shoulders. Yet as their grip tightened, the boy realized that she was trembling, not just from her hands, but through her entire body.
“Please forgive me… if I sounded unduly forceful…” murmured the blonde woman, sweat starting to bead upon her flawless brow. “But… I am desperate. I can hardly hold myself back for much longer…”
Arden looked up at shaking padjal, and saw her calm, composed countenance breaking down before his eyes. Her pale cheeks flushed with heat and embarrassment, her eyes shining with desperate tears as she gazed into his. Every time she opened her mouth to speak again, air escaped her throat with heavy, panting breaths.
“Y-young Arden…” continued Kan-E, her voice rising in pitch as she bit her lip, “…please help me… I know this is inappropriate, but there is no one else I can turn to!” She knelt down, as she kept a firm grip on his small shoulders, her eyes wild and wide. “Arden, I… I’m… I’m in hea—“
“Wait, I know what’s wrong with you, Miss Kan-E!”
The Elder Seedseer blinked numbly as she was interrupted, Arden gazing at her as though he had made a huge discovery.
“I… you do?” she asked softly, her blush growing more intense. “I… had not realized that boys your age even knew of such things.”
“Sure I do! Shtola taught me all about this!” He put his hands on Kan-E’s arms and looked at her with total seriousness. “You have ‘cuddle deficiency,’ don’t you?!”
Again, Kan-E stared blankly at the boy, her mind unable to process what he was saying. “I… beg your… pardon…?”
“It’s so easy to tell!” exclaimed Arden with a proud smile. “You’re just like me when I had cuddle deficiency. Actually, you might have an even worse case! Oh, this isn’t good at all!” He suddenly began undressing right in front of Kan-E, eliciting a yelp of confusion from the startled padjal.
“Wait a moment!” she cried, taking the boy by his wrists before he could unbuckle his belt. “What are you saying? What sort of… cure… does this ‘cuddle deficiency’ require that you would need to undress—“ Kan-E abruptly stopped mid sentence, her intelligent mind finally putting everything into place. “…Ah. I think I see now.”
“Yeah, we gotta have advanced cuddles like adults do!” answered Arden with a firm nod. “It’s the only way we can cure you! But, um…” he blushed and looked down at the platform. “Sorry, I guess I should have asked your permission first. Shtola says that permission is always important, so…”
The Elder Seedseer was familiar with the name, though only in passing. As one of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, there was no higher authority when it came to battling the Primal threat. For her to have taught this boy something like procreation, under the guise of ‘cuddling’… not even she as the leader of the Twin Adder would have considered such an approach.
Very rarely did padjal ever mate in their lifetimes, though they experienced special times in their lives when their bodies would enter a highly aroused state. Although this occurred more in male padjals, it also manifested in females with varying degrees of regularity. Whether due to the influence of the elementals or the simple nature of their slowed aging, the horned keepers of the forest knew of no certain way to trigger this change in their bodies.
Yet something happened when Kan-E felt the boy’s presence upon his arrival in Gridania. She could also sense the nature of his powerful and dense aether as soon as he entered the Lotus Stand, and realized that the boy himself was most likely blessed by the elementals in a way that padjal were not. And for it to go as far as to break down her usual composed appearance spoke volumes regarding just how substantially his gift manifested in such a short time. It could potentially change not only Gridania, but every soul this young boy touched in his lifetime.
She needed to take his measure. Or else she would go absolutely crazy with heat-driven lust.
“…Indeed, permission is perhaps the most important thing of all when it comes to ‘cuddling,’” agreed Kan-E, her genuine smile returning once more as she lowered her guard. “Yes, Arden, I grant you my permission. But first…”
The Elder Seedseer reached down with a slender hand and pulled at one of the laces at the front of her robe. The cloth immediately loosened and fell to the ground, displaying her youthful nude form. Her small, perky breasts sported wide and puffy nipples, the pink skin already thoroughly thick and erect. Her pelvis was bare, her nature as a padjal rendering her body hairless in such a place, though her nethers and thighs glistened with leaking juice in the sunlight that managed to sneak in through the tree canopy. Without waiting for a response from the boy, she proceeded to step out of her thick boots, her bare feet padding across the platform before she climbed up onto the table. Turning around to lay on her back, she spread her smooth, peerless legs open and spread her pussy wide open with both hands, and Arden clearly saw that she was leaking far more than any other girl he had been with previously.
“Look at this, young Arden,” gasped Kan-E with a desperate, pleading voice, her fingers sliding deep into her leaking, gaping pussy as she began to churn her sex with long, firm strokes. “This is proof… of my deficiency. This is how much I need you…” Her lips parted as she continued to finger herself, a deep, wanton moan escaping her throat. “I cannot wait any longer… Arden… Cuddle me, please! As hard as you can!”
Despite his longing to see Y’shtola again, Arden realized that he couldn’t be selfish. Out of everyone she could have approached for assistance, the Elder Seedseer herself had asked him for help. In his heart, he knew that he couldn’t just abandon her. Not when Y’shtola had given him the means to help her feel better. With a determined expression, the boy took off his breeches and small clothes, stepping out of them and revealing his throbbing young boycock, eliciting an excited smile from the blonde padjal. He then proceeded to climb up onto the table next to Kan-E, who held out her arms in welcome. He felt the female wrap her soft arms around him, her slender fingers pressing against his shoulder blades as he lined himself up with her copiously drooling pussy, his small, virile boydick sliding easily into her gaping hole as she let out another desperate moan of pure lust. Her legs rose up to wrap around his small waist, ankles linking together as her smooth thighs pressed against his sides.
“Do it, Arden!” cried Kan-E as she gazed longingly into his eyes. “Do it hard!”
The boy began to thrust into her as roughly as he could, and she pressed her mouth tightly closed as she struggled to stifle a primal groan from escaping. The padjal’s nails bit into his back as their hips slapped against each other, her sticky honey leaking copiously out of her onto the surface of the table supporting them.
“Miss… Kan-E…!” gasped Arden with a blush in his cheeks, panting hard as he did his best to follow her instructions. As though reading his mind, she pulled him close and kissed him deeply on the lips. His tongue slipped into her welcoming mouth as the two muscles entwined together, both exchanging their saliva as their pelvises continued to slap and grind together.
Kan-E let out a muffled moan into the boy’s mouth, her loud voice stifled by their locked lips, and her toes curled as she pressed her feet against the small of his back. This pleasure felt like something out of a dream to her, like she was meant to feel this way, to be one with this young boy despite the fact that she was old enough to be his mother. Her small breasts jiggled between them as their mating grew more intense, and she felt the intense heat of her desire rise from within her aching ovaries.
Arden began to let out muffled moans of his own, eventually breaking the kiss and crying out in ecstasy, arching his back. “Miss… Miss Kan-E! I can’t! It’s coming!”
“Do it,” growled the Elder Seedseer, moving her hands to clutch the boy’s sweaty face between them. “Inside me. I won’t even let a single drop escape!”
Arden felt Kan-E’s legs tighten hard around his waist, her tight pussy clutch at his boycock hard, and his balls clenched as he began to let loose with his virile, potent seed. Copious amounts flowed through the padjal’s hot insides, flooding her all the way to her womb, causing her to arch her back and let out an instinctual, guttural groan of absolute bliss.
“Yeeeeessss…” moaned Kan-E as she felt the boy’s boiling hot semen permeate her very being. “…this is it… what I’ve craved… M-my body…” She gasped, unable to form a complete thought as a potent string of orgasms rocked her world…
But the boy reached around and grabbed the padjal’s hips, and began to thrust inside her again.
“Ah, w-wait, Arden—“ Kan-E gasped as she felt his throbbing, pulsing boycock, still stiff and hard inside of her, begin to once again scrape against her velvety inner walls. “I— P-please, right now I’m r-really—“ A surge of intense pleasure shot up through her spine, making her arch her back reflexively as a loud moan passed her lips unrestrained.
H-how?! It should have been finished after a single release! And yet… even I still crave more…! More of him!
Kan-E brought her hands around Arden’s dark haired head and brought him closer to her perky chest, her puffy nipples stiff and waiting to be sucked. She felt the boy take one of her aching teats into his mouth and begin to suckle it, another moan emerging from her as she ran her fingers through his hair as encouragement.
“Good boy…” whimpered the Elder Seedseer as she caressed his scalp with affection and adoration. Her hypersensitive pussy clutched and milked his pulsing boydick as he maintained his steady tempo and force. “Such a good boy… You’re doing so well… Keep going just like that…”
The sound of slapping hips echoed throughout the Lotus Stand, joined by loud squelching and squirting as their combined sexual fluids, semen and honey alike, bubbled up from between their joined sexes and drooled out in a frothy white mess. The table now possessed a substantial puddle on its surface that continued to leak over the edge, splashing against the stone as it rained down from above. Their combined musky scents flooded their noses, their mutual warmth pushing them further still.
Just... how much energy does he have in reserve?! Kan-E's brain surged with ecstasy and disbelief as every thrust of his small, youthful dick brought her pleasure of increasing intensity, her eyes rolling lightly into the back of her head as she experienced light orgasms in a continuous chain. She felt the boy's pelvis grind against her sensitive clitoris with every push, churning her sopping wet pussy with effortless ease. She teetered precariously on the edge for a second time, and yet she couldn't quite go over it. She was hanging on by a delicate thread that only her young, innocent lover could sever.
“Ardeeeeen!” screamed Kan-E, grabbing a handfuls of the boy’s hair. “I can’t! I need it! Hurryyyyy! Hurry up and BREED MEEE!!”
Something about the padjal’s desperate screams awoke something in Arden’s soul, triggering his second orgasm, causing another wave of creamy, potent semen pumping directly into her womb. Kan-E let out another incoherent squeal as she wrapped her smooth, silky legs more tightly around her young lover, pressing his face against her breast as she felt his seed begin to bloat her womb. Her green eyes shone with blissful tears, keeping the boy close as her core radiated with profound warmth and, much to her utter relief, complete and total satisfaction.
The pair collapsed back onto the table, Kan-E sprawled out on her back, and Arden lying on top of her. Covered in their combined sweat, sexual fluids and saliva, the two lovers stared blearily at each other as exhaustion threatened to overtake them. The Elder Seedseer reached up with a trembling hand to brush the boy’s hair out of his eyes, a weak smile gracing her lips.
I… hope we can do this again… Even a boy his age… I don’t mind if it’s him…
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“Sister! Wake up already!”
Kan-E moaned sleepily as she stirred from slumber, her eyes slowly opening as she sat up. She was still on the table, completely naked, and wet with the various liquids she had accumulated from her rather vigorous tryst.
“I could hear you all the way from Camp Tranquil, you know!” berated Raya-O-Senna, her arms folded over her undeveloped chest. “That’s totally out of character for you! What were you even doing with a boy that young?! Are you crazy?!”
Kan-E ran a trembling hand along her golden hair, letting out a shaky breath. “Let’s just say that… the elementals blessed us.”
"Is that what you call it?" asked the redhead with an accusatory look. "You could have made it sound more... I don't know. Mystical? Instead it was just you screaming your head off demanding to be bred like some beast of burden..."
Kan-E felt her cheeks burn as she climbed down from the council table, the soft soles of her bare feet touching the slick-soaked surface of the platform. "I have... no excuse." She turned to her younger sister after glancing around for a brief moment. “Where is Arden?”
“I had Mother Miounne bring him to the inn. Clothed, I might add!” replied Raya, a slight blush in her own freckled cheeks. “He’s fine, but he might need a bit more rest than expected. I didn’t expect you would give him such a thorough workout.”
“It was… a mutually driven exercise,” admitted the Elder Seedseer with her own blush. “But at least the heat cycle should be tended to for quite some time…”
“Wait…” the red haired padjal raised her brows at her sister. “You mean to tell me that he actually satisfied you during heat?! Just who is that boy, anyway…?”
Kan-E smiled fondly, looking up at the tree canopy as her thoughts drifted to Arden. “He is… a true blessing. Perhaps I will get a chance to introduce you to him sometime…”
"I-I don't need to be introduced to... to someone like that!" stammered Raya, her blush intensifying as she began storming out of the Lotus Stand. "A-Anyway, please clean yourself up, sister! Though it... may be more prudent to adjust your schedule... The smell of sex is just overpowering right now!"
Kan-E smiled lightly as she noticed her sister's failed attempts to conceal her own innate desire as she left, taking silent note of how she pressed her thighs together beneath her skirt. The blonde instinctively pressed her hand against her lower belly just below her navel, a strange sensation lingering within her core. Her instincts leaped with quiet excitement, her unspoken joy palpable in her eyes as her smile broadened.
Yes… Truly a blessing…
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