Chapter 0 - Ambush

The midday sun hung high in the sky over Asmana, bright enough to shine through the singular cloud covering it. It wasn't a hot day, but it couldn't be called cold either. In the northern part of the realm, two figures could be seen walking down the path. One was tall, blonde and handsome, but he had an expression as if he'd tasted a lemon. A polearm in his right hand tapped the ground with every other step. The other was also tall, but was slender and lively, practically skipping as she spoke to her companion.

"So, where is it we're heading to next, Leon?"

"First, back to Gainaxe Cave to claim that bounty." The blonde answered. "After that... I'm not sure. Demon hunters don't have good planning outside of fight."

"Maybe you'd like to claim a piece of Amber as extra reward?" The woman replied, flirting.

Leon smirked "I would, but it's only midday. You'll have to save it until ni-" He suddenly went silent and stopped walking.

"I sense it too." Amber told him. Something was nearby, waiting. She grabbed Leon's arm with her hand and channeled blue energy into him, regenerating his magical power.

A soft rumble to the right turned both of their heads. A demon, white skinned and wielding a sword lined with teeth, crawled out from the snow. Yet more were beginning to rise from the ground around them. Before they could do more than draw their weapons, over a dozen of them had formed a circle around the hunter and the healer. Even more followed behind. This was much more than a group-there seemed to be a whole division of them.

Neither Leon nor Amber were worried. They were surrounded and severely outnumbered, yes. But they were not outplanned, and they were certainly not outmatched. The healer drew her dagger and ignited her magic in her left hand.

The demons closed in and the two reacted instantly. Amber pushed her healing spell into Leon and he leapt forwards, impaling a demon on his polearm. She then ducked a swing from a demon, shoved her dagger into it's head and wrenched it out forcefully. Her clenched fist met another demon's face before she stabbed it directly in the forehead.

The demon hunter cut two demons clean in half with as many swings with his weapon. He ran a third through and wrenched the polearm out so hard the demon's guts spilled to the floor. Amber cut her way through the demons that came at her with a grace taught by Leon, while the hunter was cutting them down with a passionate hatred he carried for their kind.

As Amber wrenched her dagger out of a demon's temple, she heard more rustling around them and knew more demon were rising to fight. "Leon, more on the way!" she shouted above the ruckus.

"Hit me with a Rejuve!" he cried back.

Inbetween rapidly stabbing a demon, Amber threw her left hand out towards him and a bolt of blue light hit him. The blue light molded around his body and began pulsing slightly.

The aura of blue surrounding him, Leon began spinning around rapidly, cutting all the demons near to him. It was graceful, yet brutal. Any demon who came near him was cut in half almost instantly. He began to move forwards, cutting a path through all the demons around himself. Amber blasted two of them with Purge and shoved them into Leon's path. They'd barely touched his blade before toppling to the ground in pieces.

He stopped his spinning as the last demon was sliced in half, and gave a twirl in the opposite direction to correct his vision. He planted his polearm down to make sure he could still grip it through the dizziness.

He smirked at his lover "That was almost too easy."

"Let's not-Hh!" Something shimmered behind Leon and Amber cried "Behind you!"

But a dark grey hand had already swung through the air and knocked the hunter off balance. A huge axe sliced sideways and Leon was sliced across the chest, though not deeply. He slumped against a tree and the demon raised it's axe for a killing blow-

"LEOOOOOOON!" Amber cried. She ran straight at the demon, a plan quickly forming in her mind. The demon was at least 3 feet taller than Amber, but she didn't care. This monster had hurt Leon, and it was going to die for that. The colossus turned around and attempted to backhand Amber with it's left hand, but she ducked under it.

Amber's dagger was thrust into the demon's right forearm from above. Summoning all her rage, she ducked under the right arm and pulled the dagger with her, still inside the arm. She heard the bone inside splinter into pieces, followed by a shriek of agony. The axe dropped to the floor and Amber pulled out her weapon, stepping backwards just in time to avoid another left backhand.

The demon grabbed it's right arm with it's left and channeled a magic into it. The wound from the dagger healed in a matter of seconds. Bone and all. So this demon was easily cut, but also knew how to self-heal. Looked like Amber had to refine her plan. The demon picked up it's axe and growled at the healer, who met it's gaze with hatred burning in her heart.

Both of them ran at the other. The demon raised it's axe and brought it downwards, but Amber slid along the ground and spread her legs wide, causing the axe to land between them. She jumped upwards and shoved her dagger into the demon's stomach before it could raise the axe. She backed up and watched the demon heal itself again, studying exactly how it did so. Upon seeing what she needed, she couldn't surpress a smirk.

As the demon ran at the healer, she began to charge a healing spell in her left hand. It turned from green to brown as the demon swung it's axe, but Amber ducked and stabbed it's forearm again, buying herself time for this to work. The axe could be enchanted, cursed or poisoned. She couldn't afford to get hit by it, but she also needed to finish this quickly so she could tend to Leon.

The healing spell turned an ugly red colour. Amber then reacted to the demon's next attack: ducking the swing of the axe before shoving the dagger's blade into it's gut and pulling out. Before the demon could heal the wound itself, the healer threw the spell into it, forcing it to heal rapidly. Too rapidly; a small but definite growth formed at the wound's point. A sickly yellow in colour and the size of an egg. 

The demon looked down at the growth and laughed. A cocky, booming laugh that made Amber want to cut it's throat out. Maybe she would, if the plan worked.

But the growth needed to get bigger for this to work. Amber charged a second healing spell while ducking and dodging the towering demon's attacks. The colossus was clearly getting frustrated with her evasion ability. And it was getting sloppy.

After easily dodging a swing by stepping back, Amber was able to lunge forwards and stab the demon's leg while shoving the second healing spell into the growth. However, Amber hadn't fully overcharged the healing spell yet, so it only grew in size by about a half. Two more should do the trick.

Unless...

Amber sheathed her dagger and charged her next spell with both hands, dodging the demon's attacks with a little more difficulty than before. But she felt the spell harden in her hands and, seeing a gap in the demon's next attack, lunged forwards and shoved the crystal-ball-sized spell into the growth. 

Wasting no time, Amber drew her dagger and stabbed the demon in the stomach where the growth had congregated. Twisting the weapon and making the demon shriek in pain, she smiled. Her strategy was working. She pulled out the dagger but instantly stabbed it again-she needed it to burst. Only then would she win this fight. She avoided a punch from the demon's left hand and forced the dagger into the middle knuckle gap. She cut to the left and the demon lost it's middle finger.

As it recovered from the pain, Amber relentlessly stabbed the growth she'd formed in it's stomach. She knew it would burst. Any-stab-second-stab-now!

Another twist and pull of the knife did the trick. The growth burst in a huge explosion of yellow and red fluids that landed on the ground. The demon, overcome with agony, fell to it's knees. The messy dagger found it's way into the side of the demon's neck. With a great shout of exertion, Amber wrenched it sideways and the demon's throat was sliced wide open. It went utterly limp. She pushed it's head backwards and the body hit the ground with a dull thud.

Wiping the mess off her dagger with her armour, Amber sprinted over to Leon. He smirked slightly. "Goo-good kill..."

"Thanks, now hold still." She told him. She hoisted his leather armour over his chest to get a better look at the wound. 

Thank the Gods. It wasn't nearly as bad as she thought. It wasn't deep or cursed or even poisoned. The demon was likely used to killing enemies in one or two hits with strength alone, which would explain the lack of magic beyond healing too.

Amber cast a Flourish spell on the wound, counted for 4 and a half seconds and snapped her fingers. The wound sealed up instantly. "Better?"

"Uhn..." Leon grunted. "It still hurts like a bastard... Must be a lingering pain curse or something..."

"Well, I don't have anything for that. But I can think of a way to make you forget it..." Amber's tone turned flirtatious.

"Heh... So quickly after such a fight?"

"Don't pretend you didn't enjoy seeing me gut that colossus." Amber teased, already pulling his leather pants down to his knees. The demon hunter's undershorts soon followed, displaying his flaccid shaft. 

Amber wasted no time-wrapping her lips around the tip and gently sucking. Her tongue worked inside his foreskin, circling the tip as her hand gripped his base tightly, funneling more of the sheath to her mouth. He was already starting to harden in answer to her practiced treatment. 

After licking his slit a couple of times, the healer began to stroke, using the foreskin to her advantage. Slow, steady strokes-she didn't want to get carried away with her own eagerness. He got slightly harder with every motion. She bowed her head and kissed his tip, taking it into her mouth and sucking. She pulled the sheath down to the base as she began to suck him.

The healer pushed her head slightly down his shaft before pulling back up it in a slow, paced rhythm. Amber's tongue circled Leon's tip steadily as her head bobbed. His soft sighs of pleasure were all the encouragement she needed. His cock twitched slightly and she tasted his pre on her tongue.

Amber's movements became faster. She bobbed her head deeper, her hand gripping his base tight enough to be firm, but not painful. Leon began moaning slightly louder as Amber's mouth massaged him. She started to pull back, circle his tip with her tongue thrice, then went back to fucking his cock with her lips. 5 or so bobs, three tongue circles, all in a rhythm that was building momentum.

As the hunter bucked his hips slightly, Amber internally smirked. She changed her choice of movements: pushing down and deeply sucking for a few seconds, then moving back and forth, caressing him with her lips, making sure there wasn't a single moment he wasn't feeling pleasure.

Amber sucked Leon's shaft deeply, delighting in the moans he couldn't hold back. Her pace was picking up, her sucks became harder and more passionate. She only now realized that she'd started rubbing herself through her own undershorts. Knowing that he was feeling so good, and that she was giving him this feeling, filled her with a joy she couldn't describe.

Leon groaned "Amber, I'm gon-" But Amber didn't let him finish the sentence. She pushed herself all the way to his base and gave a final, deep suck. The hunter shot one thick load deeply inside his lover's mouth with a cry of "Ambeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerr!"

The hunter's cum filled half of Amber's mouth, and she relished the taste. She took his deflating cock out and played with it in her mouth before swallowing it all in two gulps. "B-better now?" she asked.

"Very much so..." 

"Do you want to keep going? It's been a while..." Amber reached up and traced the new scar across his chest with her finger. A new trophy for him to display. "And I know how much you hate being in my pleasure debt..."

Leon grunted as he started to stand up "Uhn... Let's get somewhere warmer first. I need a new chestpiece anyway."

"By the way, I didn't go too far with the demon, right? No wasted effort?" Amber handed him his armour after he pulled his trousers up.

"Not that I could see. You're doing well at planning out strategies on a whim. 'The foolish make one plan, the smart make many, and the wise change plans.'" he quoted, pulling on his armor.

"Diana Crossen, 11th Master of the Demon Hunters." Amber easily answered.

"10th, but close enough." Leon smiled in answer. Amber took his hand in hers and they set off, chatting much more amicably than before.