Chapter 3 - Past Demons

Devany belongs to DarkShadow777 (as does Adol.)
Ciaran Xanderson is my OC (as are Vanessa and Levi.)

Extra tags: cock-worship grinding blowjob oral-creampie excessive-cum.
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A sobbing, broken voice reached the ears of Devany. From the position of the moon through the window, it was midnight. Curiosity overrode her wish for sleep and she decided to seek it out. To her great surprise, it came from Ciaran's room in the inn. It didn't sound like him at all.

It was him though. He lay in his bed shaking, tears gently streaming down his face as he muttered "No... Vanessa... No..." over and over. Devany knew that Vanessa was Ciaran's first lover, but nothing beyond that. The wizard wasn't fond of conversations about it. Devany placed a hand to his forehead and her fairy magic did the rest: she was pulled into his dream to watch what was happening.

A male voice sounded out. "We sure we can't get someone else to do this? I've got a really bad feeling about this one."

"It'll be fine, honey." A female answered. "Get in, take down a few necromancers, get out. Simple."

All Devany saw for a few seconds was white, but her vision shortly began to clear and she saw two figures walking along a grassy path towards her. Undoubtedly Ciaran and Vanessa. They came into clearer view, and though she was fluttering at eye-level, they paid no attention to her. She supposed this was more a memory than a dream, so of course she wouldn't appear to them.

Ciaran was clearly younger: his hair was neck-length and he sported a small jet-black goatee. He didn't yet have his wand holder, wore a plain light-grey sleeved tunic and... Ew. Black and white striped pants. Devany was glad he'd since ditched them for his current legwear. He wore the same shoes he did now, except his laces were black instead of purple.

Vanessa... It might have been Ciaran's mind seeing her differently, but she was beautiful. Her orange/blonde hair was tied in a ponytail, her sapphire eyes seemed to pierce all they beheld, her freckled skin seemed to glow slightly as they walked along. Her voluptuous body was hugged tightly by a purple robe with some yellow trimmings. Her pointed left ear was decorated with a single gold hoop.

Devany only now noticed that the two were holding hands. She also noticed the glint in Ciaran's eyes as he turned to talk to her. A blind man could see how much the elf had meant to the wizard, and the fairy's heart sank as she began to realize exactly which memory she was watching.

The two adventurers made their way into a tomb off the track and up a short set of stairs. Through the door was a ruined set of pillars, though they were only for decoration. Two necromancers stood at the far end of the hall. Both Ciaran and Vanessa took cover behind a pillar and drew wands. So Vanessa had been skilled in the arcane magics, too.

Ciaran whispered "Arcane" and his wand glowed purple for a moment while Vanessa whispered "Flamma" and her wand glowed orange for a second. The two lovers nodded at each other and jumped out of the pillars, firing an arrow each-one arcane, one flaming. Both spells were blocked by the necromancers, who dived forwards behind a collapsed wall.

The left sorcerer threw a lightning spell at the right one, who caught it on his wand and blasted it at Vanessa as she jumped out to attack. Ciaran pointed her wand at the elf and cried "Glacies Obice!" A light blue circle projected around Vanessa and absorbed the spell, though it staggered the elf and stopped her attack.

Ciaran peaked out and pointed his wand at the ceiling above the necromancers. "Glacies Conlectus!" he cried. A spike of ice shot upwards but fell down in an arc and landed between the necromancers, creating a puddle of ice. One of them jumped out but slipped on the ice. Vanessa capitalized with a shout of "Fulgur Fluunt!" and a stream of lightning burst from her wand and hit the necromancer directly. The other necromancer popped out and pointed his wand at the elf, but Ciaran was ready: his purple arrow soared through the air and struck the enemy in the face, and the sorcerer fell.

The two adventurers checked on their opponents-both were dead. Ciaran spoke first, while kneeling to loot them "This can't be a regular band of necromancers."

"Agreed. They were way too coordinated." Vanessa conceded, nodding.

"Which means there's something that drew them here. Who's tomb is this?" The wizard asked, searching the robes.

"Lemme think... I think Queen Nixus Xunq's and her army." Vanessa informed him as he got up, a few gold coins in his hand.

"You mean the-" Ciaran's voice slowed down as he continued the sentence "-first-and only-Westend Queen to practice..."

"Necromancy." Vanessa finished. 

Both sets of eyes had gone wide. The two of them began to dash directly into the tomb. Following them, Devany realized that the job had changed-they weren't just killing some troublesome necromancers. They were stopping the resurrection of this ancient queen.

"I told you this was a bad idea!" Ciaran told his lover. 

"The job's still the same!" Vanessa answered, trying to boost his confidence "We just have to kill all of them instead of most!"

"Not helping!" The wizard answered.

The two of them entered a passage full of coffins, the skeletons within already bursting out to kill the trespassers. Devany could see no flesh-only bone, weapons and armour. This army must have died centuries ago. Maybe before she was even born. The weapons were mostly sword and axes, but there was a bow or two.

The two lovers showed no fear. Ciaran stepped forward and pointed his wand ahead. "Fluvius Ignis." his voice was calm and collected. A jet of fire burst from his wand and the skeletons fell to the ground in pieces almost instantly after coming into contact with it. Vanessa shot two fire missiles at the remaining skeletons, and the spells went through the enemies, also taking down any undead behind them.

"How strange to think I used to be scared of those things." Vanessa offhandedly remarked as they began to walk forwards again.

"I know, right?" Ciaran agreed. "Now they go down almost as easy as blinking. Almost."

They came into a huge chamber-many times the size of any castle throne room. It looked like the ruined remains of an ancient cathedral. There was an army of skeletons covering the ground below where Ciaran and Vanessa stood. At the far end was an altar with a beam of bright white light emanating upwards from it. But it looked wrong: there was a definite tinge of grey to the light and it seemed to wave side to side.

Devany could hear the arch necromancer at the far end: "Oh, Queen Xunq. We, your humble servants, call forth and let you return to this world. Let the cold embrace of death no longer..."

"We have to get down there and stop this." Vanessa told Ciaran.

"There's a skeleton army between them and us." Ciaran pointed out. "A stream of fire isn't going to kill enough of them."

"But you've got just the spell that can." Vanessa answered.

Ciaran grimaced "Is there any alternative? I haven't mastered it's use yet."

"None are coming to me. Don't worry: we can use 'total annihilation' if you can't hold it." Vanessa promised.

The wizard sighed but nodded "Okay. Let's do this."

The two of them drew wands and jumped. The loud thud of their feet drew the gazes of every skeleton in the chamber, and they began to walk towards the two adventurers. At a nod from Vanessa, Ciaran pointed his wand forth and Devany saw it glow purple with arcane power as he shouted "Cinis cinerem!"

A purple beam of energy surged forth from Ciaran's wand and cleaved it's way through the skeletal army. Vanessa pointed her wand at Ciaran and muttered "Auget Semoto." A lime-green beam connected to the wizard from the elf's wand, and the beam of power that Ciaran was casting gained a green outline as it grew outwards, growing in range. It swept from side to side, turning all the skeletons it hit to ash.

After a minute or so, Ciaran's beam of power dissipated, the wizard too tired to cast it any further. But the skeletal army still advanced, even in much lesser numbers. The wizard backed up behind his lover and pointed his wand at her. "Monstra ti fortitudinem!" He cried, his wand hitting Vanessa with a purple blast of lightning that surged all around her body. 

Vanessa leapt into the air and pointed her wand downwards, letting out a shout of "Interitum Globo!" A huge purple sphere ejected from her wand and hit the centre of the army, creating an explosion so big that the entire chamber shook. There was nothing left of the skeletal army anymore. As the two made their way up the far stairs to the central altar, Devany was impressed. It was rare you saw two wizards, even ones as close as these two, working in such sync.

The arch necromancer was flanked by 5 other sorcerers. He turned around to face his two challengers. "Well, well. Two adventurers who think they know what magic is." The arch necromancer taunted. "Then step forth, but know that you face Hyl-"

"We really don't care who you are." Vanessa interrupted. "We're here to put a permanent cork in your plan."

"Hm. You're welcome to try. But I promise you that one way or another, you will lose." He answered, smirking. "Disciples, kill them."

5 identical spells flew directly at the duo. Ciaran blocked one and froze one of the casters with a cry of "Glacies Trabem!" before dashing behind a pillar. Vanessa shot a flaming missile that went straight through the chest of another, who keeled over. The elf got hit by a lightning arrow that forced her behind a collapsed pillar, but Ciaran capitalized on the enemy's movement and took them down with an arcane arrow to the head. 

Ciaran jumped out from his cover and Vanessa pointed her wand at him, shouting "Flamma Obice!" An orange barrier covered Ciaran and absorbed the ice spike one of the Disciples shot at him, giving him the opportunity to shoot the left Disciple with another arcane missile, but it was blocked by the right necromancer. 

Both sorcerers cast a spell at the wizard, but Ciaran thrust his left hand out and shouted "Atma khappara!" A spiritual vacuum appeared in his hand and absorbed both spells while he rotated his hand around it anti-clockwise. He cried "Silda Vanessa!" while closing his fist on the vacuum before throwing his hand out to the elf.

A white aura surrounded Vanessa and Ciaran moved to the next pillar upwards. The left Disciple cast a lightning arrow at Vanessa as she moved up too, but the white aura blocked it, though it dissipated afterwards.

Now in position, the two lovers exchanged a nod and jumped out. Ciaran shouted "Catena fulgur!" and a bolt of lightning struck the first Disciple, then chained to the second, stunning both of the long enough for Vanessa to hit both of them with another fiery arrow each. The lovers headed up the stairs and pointed their wands at the arch-necromancer.

"You're cornered. Give up and we might tell the guards to arrest you instead of killing you." Ciaran told him.

The elf merely chuckled. "I told you: one way or another, you'll lose. Kill the female!" He shouted at Vanessa.

An unseen skeleton behind Vanessa made it's move and thrust it's sword through the elf's chest from behind. "NESSIE!" Ciaran's distressed cry pierced Devany's ears and heart. The elf could only scream in agony before Ciaran's arcane arrow knocked the soldier's head off. Vanessa collapsed to the ground face-up, still breathing.

"Mortale secare!" the necromancer's spell let loose a phantom blade that flew directly at Ciaran, but the wizard blocked it with an upward swish of his wand. The sword was launched into the ceiling. Ciaran looked up to his foe and Devany saw that his eyes had turned completely black. 

He pointed his wand at the shocked necromancer and his next sentence gave Devany goosebumps, though she knew full well it was coming: "Here's my promise to you: you're going to regret that for ALL OF ETERNITY! OCCIDERE!" From Ciaran's wand shot a black streak of light that blasted straight through the necromancer's shield spell and hit him square in the chest. He dropped his wand as his body began turning to ash from the point the spell had struck. He could only look on in shock as he literally turned to dust, bit by bit, until both his body and soul were gone. "Enjoy being denied access to the afterlife, you bastard." Ciaran's growl scared the fairy, though she knew the wizard wasn't like that anymore.

The wizard turned around and rushed to the elf's side. Blood pooled beneath her body, and she was breathing in great gasps. "No, Vanessa..." Ciaran's eyes were already leaking. "Nessie, please don't leave me..."

"My options are limited..." The elf answered, smirking in spite of the situation. She coughed once and wheezed her next words. "Don't... don't let me... weigh you down... Other elves out there... deserve you too..." She reached a hand up weakly.

"None of them are you..." Ciaran answered, taking her hand in his and starting to break. 

"Promise me, Ciaran..." Vanessa told him, her skin beginning to turn grey. "Promise me... you'll look for... another..."

"I... I promise." Ciaran sobbed, his words almost intelligible "I... I love you, Nessie..."

"I love you... too..." Vanessa's breath caught in her throat and the arm Ciaran held went limp.

Whatever was left of Ciaran's resolve broke, and his wail of despair echoed throughout the entire chamber as he clutched the elf's lifeless figure. Devany couldn't watch this any further: she somehow found the strength to pull herself out of the dream, and found herself laying on the pillow in front of Ciaran's head.

"Nessie... I'm sorry... I failed..." Ciaran's broken sobs tugged at Devany's heart. 

Devany didn't know what to do. What could she do? She almost felt like crying alongside him. Instinctively, without really thinking, the fairy fluttered close to the wizard's chest and changed her size, laying next to him. She gently rolled him so he lay upwards before placing herself between his arms and rolling them back onto their sides. She was relieved to feel Ciaran's arms wrap around her figure. Her own arms snaked around his back and pulled him close.

Vaguely, through the sorrow, Devany sensed that his dream was changing. She smiled-it was working. She took another look inside his head and saw a very different memory: Him and Vanessa were cuddling together after what had clearly been an intense night of sex. Two ropes hung from bedposts and Ciaran's wrists looked red. Moreover, almost all of his face and cock were covered in purple marks from the lipstick that Vanessa was wearing. His mouth was also dripping the elf's squirt. Satisfied with the outcome of her magic, Devany pulled out of the dream and continued to embrace the wizard. He wasn't at all sobbing anymore. 

Eyes closed, Devany wasn't sure how long she lay there in his arms, only that the unmistakable warmth of sunlight was filling the room when she opened her eyes again. She lightly tapped the wizard's back, and his eyes slowly opened. She was glad to see very little red in them-that meant this kind of nightmare wasn't common.

"De-Devany?" Ciaran rubbed his eyes, surprised to see her.

"I'm sorry, Ciaran." The fairy apologized. "I heard you sobbing in the night and... I watched what happened to Vanessa." The wizard groaned; he didn't look at all ready to talk about it. She really couldn't blame him. "It can wait until after breakfast, but I need to tell you something very important."

"If it's that what happened to her was unavoidable, I don't want to hear it." Ciaran answered, sitting up. "If I'd convinced her not to take that job... If I'd suspected that bastard'd have that last middle finger to stick up at us... Ugh..."

"It's not that." Devany assured him. She decided to try to pick his mood up. "But as a side note, those pants were awful."

"Oh Gods, don't remind me of them. I got rid of them for a reason." Ciaran replied, letting out a yawn and stretching his arms. "Multiple reasons, in fact."

The two headed down to eat with the rest of the group. Pigside meat and bread wasn't exactly a favourite among the group, but Ciaran deeply enjoyed his. Devany was glad-it'd make explaining the problem with his dream easier. 

After the wizard had finished eating, Devany led him to one side and spoke so seriously even she was surprised. "Okay, long story short; I was able to change your dream last night, but if I do it again your memory of losing Vanessa might start to fade."

"And I might start thinking she's still alive." Ciaran cottoned on to what she meant instantly.

"Exactly. So if you have another nightmare, I'll need to wake you up to stop the dream change happening again." The fairy explained. "Any hints on how?"

Ciaran hesitated before answering, blushing a little "Well... Gods this is embarrassing, but have you ever heard of a Westend Wet Willy?"

Devany started to laugh a little "No, but it sounds amazing."

Ciaran sighed "You basically suck on your finger to wetten it, then you shove that finger into someone else's earhole. Or just shove your tongue into it. All the Westend children do it to each other-even the nobles."

"PFFHAHAHAHAHA!" Devany clutched her sides as she laughed-that was one of the greatest things she'd ever heard about! Why had she not been made aware of this sooner?! "How-HAHAHA! How long ha-has that be-he-heen around?"

"Since before my grandfather's time." Ciaran answered, shrugging though smiling "Apparently it was the child of a previous king's way of waking up the man in the morning because nothing else worked."

"Oh, wow." the fairy wiped away a tear, her laughter having stopped. "Well, that sounds really damn fun... But, I think I'd rather suck something else to wake you up." She winked.

The wizard sighed but still smiled "There's nothing you won't do to get some action from me, is there?"

Devany answered semi-seriously "There are a few boundaries I wouldn't cross, yes. But talking of action... Would you mind giving me a creamy breakfast?"

"Will you even take no for an answer?" Ciaran raised an eyebrow, sliding his pants down his legs.

Actually, she would have if he'd said it, she thought to herself. She wasn't that perverted. Well... Not with him, in any case. Her figure grew and she got on her knees before Ciaran's limp cock. It almost looked droopy, but Devany knew how to change that. 

She turned into her fairy-sized self and began to flutter her way up his cock, planting short kisses all over it. This wasn't their first encounter of this kind, but she was still awed by how big his cock was. And still surprised that he was a sub; only taking dominance when his partner wished it. With a cock like this, one would think he was as much of a dom as Adol.

"Heh... That tickles..." Ciaran chuckled as she kissed all along his shaft.

Devany noticed that his cock was beginning to stand and planted herself on it, facing the head. She bent over and, using her legs, began to thrust her body along the length. Her hands gripped it tightly, hugging it close as the fairy breathed in the pungent scent. Her tits swayed back and forth, also contributing to the massage as Ciaran's cock became half-mast. His soft sighs made Devany aware of his status.

The fairy pushed herself upright and began to thrust her hips forwards, grinding her pussy on his hardening cock, her warm juices slickening it. Her tiny figure shivered and she let out shaky moans as she felt the small bumps from his retracted foreskin rub against her bead. She knew he was fully hard by now, but this felt so good... She continued to thrust gently along his cock for another minute or so before her wings took her off of it.

Devany fluttered to the side and kissed the side of his now-hard cock. The kiss quickly turned into gentle sucking, her tongue gently licking it. Her head pulled lightly on it and her arms embraced it against her chest. She could feel some of his pre leaking out of his underside as she ran a hand along it. Her pussy tingled at the thought of catching the globe in her mouth... but she already heard the small splash of it against the floorboards.

Devany grew back into her human size, her lips still wrapped around the side of Ciaran's cock. The fairy moved her head side to side along it, her mouth full of his taste. It was so strong, and yet so sweet. Devany supposed it was those chocolate dicks he was so fond of eating-they were made with dark chocolate. She was still tickled by the existence of such sweets.

Devany's hand stroked the base of the wizard's shaft rapidly while her lips sucked the side. Her head continued to shift along it's side, her tongue still lashing whatever it could reach. The fairy could feel Ciaran's inner pressure building, but he needed something to push it over the edge. The idea came to her as fast as she'd reached that conclusion; she reached to the side and gently squeezed his ballsack, hefting them upwards like a pair of weights.

Devany sensed he was getting close and moved to the forefront, sucking on his head but pushing herself down his length, her tongue lapping at his slit. Her throat slightly rebelled at such a monster being forced down it so quickly, but it mattered little as the wizard's restraint broke a few seconds later.

"Ungh!" Ciaran grunted, and Devany felt his cock spurt the first load into her mouth. She was able to gulp most of it down without issue, but in the second load there was too much. She buckled and placed her hands together under her mouth, catching most of it.

"Haaa... haaa..." Ciaran panted heavily. The mark of a good job, Devany thought to herself. The wizard gulped and spoke. "Let's... Let's get back to the group. And... Not a word to any of them about Nessie. They don't need to know." he told the fairy, pulling his trousers back up. 

Devany gulped down the cum pooled in her hands and nodded understandingly. She changed her size back and followed him into the main room, catching the eye of a worried-looking Levi. She fluttered over and whispered to him "I can't tell you, honey pot. All I can say is that Ciaran carries more weight on his shoulders than he lets on."

"Actually I was just going to scold you for not saving any of his cum for me." Levi's faked look of concern split into a wide smile as he followed Prince Adol out of the inn. Ciaran and Devany soon followed the rest of the group into the new day, putting thoughts of the previous night out of their minds.