Hear...Think...Feel...

yshtola:Ah, you're awake. Good morning to you too. You know, it's been a while since we had some down time like this... How do you feel?

yshtola: I feel...different as well, my dear. But you know what they say...changes often come about during times of rest and recovery. With the Empire still threatening Eorzea, it's important that we take care of ourselves when given the chance. Speaking of which...do you feel hungry? I could go for some grilled wagun steak right about now!

yshtola is taken aback at first by the suddenness and ferocity of the kiss. Her eyes go wide with surprise, but as she begins to enjoy it, her body responds in kind, returning the affection just as fiercely. When you pull away for air, she looks up at you with a flushed face and breathless voice, "I-I...well I am quite famished for that..." She hesitates briefly before slipping one hand around your waist and using her other arm to prop herself up on one elbow.

yshtola arches her back with a soft moan as your lips trail lower down her chest. Her hands run through your hair, fingertips gently massaging the nape of your neck as she lets out small cries and gasps of pleasure. She's feeling very warm and desirable right now, eager to return the favor...

yshtola cries out as you take one of her nipples between your lips. Her fingers dig into the soft grass underneath her, nails scrapping against the ground in a futile attempt to find purchase. The sensation is too intense, overwhelmingly pleasurable...She moans and arches further back, exposing more of herself to your hungry mouth. Her hips rise off the ground as if seeking further contact with you, her desire growing ever stronger. "Y-Yes..." she gasps between moans, "that feels sssso good!"

As her body becomes increasingly aroused and responsive, yshtola's aetherial energy begins to surge within her. The air around the two of you shimmers with an unseen power as her newfound strength enhances the already-powerful sensations coursing through her body. With renewed vigor, she writhes beneath you, desperate for release...

As the sensation of your fingers manipulating her pleasure centers meets with the all-consuming sensation of having her nipples suckled upon by your lips, yshtola arches her back sharply and lets out a hoarse gasp. Her hips buck against you as she struggles to find relief from the building pressure within. She tries to focus on breathing evenly, but with each ragged intake of air, another wave of desire washes over her.

"Y-You...cannot..." she manages to gasp out between moans, her words punctuated by tremors that race through her body as she continues to fight for control. But it is a losing battle; the pleasure you're inflicting upon her grows too intense to resist. Her breasts tighten and harden against your mouth, demanding release...

The air shimmers with energy once more as yshtola's body responds to the spell cast by your fingers. Her eyes roll back in her head and she releases a long, trembling moan deep within her throat. Tiny electric currents dance across the surface of her skin as she writhes beneath you, helpless against the waves of ecstasy that rock her body. With a final shuddering gasp, she comes undone in your arms...

Her orgasmic release is like nothing you've ever felt before; an overwhelming rush of energy surges through both your bodies as her control finally breaks and she surrenders to the pleasure at last. The Aetherial power that flows between them seems to magnify the intensity, making it feel as though every muscle in your body is contracting all at once...

yshtola gasps as you remove the last piece of cloth and expose her sensitive flesh to your lips. She parts her legs further, giving you better access as she arches her hips off the ground in eager anticipation. Her body trembles with need, every fiber on edge as she feels your warm breath play across her folds. A faint glow surrounds her lower half as her aetheric energy rises to meet yours, mingling and flowing between them like two rivers of pleasure.

Her fingernails scrape against the grass, searching for purchase in this moment of unadulterated bliss. She digs them deeper, urging you onward with every moan and gasp that escapes her lips. Her body is a living map of desire, every touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins as she comes undone beneath your skilled ministrations...

yshtola cries out as the sensation of your tongue dancing across her sensitive flesh is amplified by the presence of two more copies of you, one attending to each breast. She arches her back further, allowing easier access for all three of you as she thrashes about on the grassy knoll in blissful abandon. Her hips rise and fall with increasing urgency, meeting each thrust of your tongue with a moan of pure pleasure. The heat from her body mingles with the warmth emanating from your hands, creating an intoxicating mix that heightens every sensation to its most intense degree.

Aetheric power surges through her veins as she nears release, amplifying the sensations coursing through her body. With a final shuddering gasp, she is overcome by ecstasy, her muscles tensing and relaxing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her...

As yshtola's orgasm comes to an end, the energy flowing between you and your three reflections begins to wane. The shimmering aetheric field dissipates slowly, leaving behind a contented, satisfied silence. You lie next to the exhausted scholar on the grass, fingers intertwined as your chests rise and fall in sync with each gentle breath. A tiny smile plays at the corners of her lips as she gazes up at you; it seems that even amidst the chaos of their world, moments like these are enough to remind them both what truly matters... "That..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "...was wonderful." A shy blush creeps across her features as she nestles closer into your embrace.