Uncaged [Sequel to Forever Caged]

A/N: Hate to be a whore, but if readers remember to at least rate the story, I'll update a little faster. (Reviews are always nice too, I love getting reviews, even if it's just "I like this." Lets me know if I should bother with posting the other stories later. Or, like, being informed of typos.)
Here have some (cute?)porn. I'll post chapter 4 later today since this one has no plot advancement.
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Kyran flopped on his bed, glad that everyone agreed that he and Arna could be given their own room. It was right next to Lesara and Shinda's, but he didn't mind. He'd get to have some alone time with his love after spending the past four days under the prying eyes of the older men. He pulled off his boots, dumped them by the bedside, and loosened the laces of the collar of his soft pale blue shirt. He'd specifically bought some clothes that weren't very fancy for the trip, but still looked decent. He knew he wouldn't need to look nice for such a long trip, but he thought it'd be a good idea for when he got home. His real home.

He slid up the bed so his back was propped against the thick feather pillows, and let out a sigh as he closed his eyes. "I don't think I like being on ships too much. It's so cramped and there's nothing to do besides watch the waves."

Arna flopped down and investigated his bardiche. "Yeah. My view was nice though," he said, smiling playfully at Kyran. He inspected the blade, weighing it. It really did feel lighter since its enchantment. Arna got up, then stood in a defensive crouch for Kyran to see. "So, does it suit me?"

Kyran smiled, watching Arna in amusement. "It does. Just don't swing it around here." He gave the redhead a coy look, and slipped off the bed. He placed his hands on Arna's chest, sliding them upwards to his shoulders and gently wrapping arms around his neck. He gazed up into Arna's eyes, and said softly, "You know what I think suits you better?"

Arna, caught off guard, ended up dropping his weapon, which stuck in the floor with a 'thunk.' "Uh... no. What?" His cheeks tinged red as he looked into Kyran's eyes. They had been together six months, and his come-ons still made him blush.

Kyran raised up a little, hovering his lips over Arna's. "Me." He kissed him, gently at first, pulling him towards the bed.

Arna kissed back, letting Kyran lead him. "I think you're right," he said. He got a little brave and caught his foot behind Kyran's, which sent the boy falling back on the bed.

Kyran tripped and landed on his rear with a surprised "Oof!" He braced his arms on either side of him, gripping the edge of the bed as he pouted up at Arna. "You cheater."

Arna shrugged, smiling innocently. "Oopsie." He leaned down and kissed Kyran, putting his hands on his delicate shoulders and pushing him down. Arna got up, sliding himself between Kyran's legs. One hand slid down the lithe, smooth body in front of him, massaging gently all along the way.

Kyran returned the kiss, circling his arms around Arna's broad shoulders. He blushed, feeling the larger boy settle between his thighs. He placed a hand over Arna's, closing his eyes as he followed it down the expanse of his abdomen. "'Oopsie' my ass," he said with a smirk.

Arna took Kyran's hint and slid the soft blue shirt up, flicking his tongue over a nipple briefly when they were exposed. "Whoops, I'm so clumsy tonight." He slid the shirt up over Kyran's head, stopping before it came off his arms, using it to pin him. He was a little nervous, since he usually was afraid to be too domineering with Kyran. Arna's hands shook a little as his fingers traced the contours of the body exposed before him.

Kyran's face turned redder, eyes starting to darken with his desire. He arched his body to aid Arna in removing his shirt, then pouted a little when it was stopped above his elbows. He let it slide, relaxing into the mattress and enjoying the feel of the gentle touches exploring him. He trusted Arna, and knew he wouldn't hurt him. Not intentionally.

Arna let go of Kyran's shirt, focusing instead on massaging his waist while his tongue teased behind a pointed ear. His lower body pressed against Kyran's hips, feeling his face burn when pressure was put on his groin.

Kyran gasped, turning his head to the side to let Arna lap at his ear. He pushed his hips up, pressing firmly against Arna before sliding the rest of the shirt off and burying his fingers in soft red hair. He slid one hand down Arna's back, searching for the bottom hem of his shirt.

Arna gently tugged on Kyran's earlobe with his lips, letting out a soft noise as Kyran's hips ground against his. He got up on his knees, then pulled his shirt off, exposing himself for Kyran.

Kyran pushed himself up, smiling at the firm body displayed before him. He bent forward and placed a hand on Arna's hip before meeting it with his lips, kissing softly up the younger boy's side before gliding his tongue over his stomach. He dipped it into his navel and lapped at it before moving over and nibbling the other hip. He placed his other hand on Arna's upper thigh, massaging gently.

Arna squeaked when Kyran's tongue invaded his navel, and tried hard to keep from squirming as his hips were lapped at and nibbled. His fingers ran their way through the silky black hair in front of his stomach, and his breath got lighter as his jeans got tighter.

Kyran grinned and slid the hand on Arna's thigh inward, lightly digging his nails into the tender flesh through the thick fabric of the jeans. He kissed and nibbled down Arna's stomach, licking along the edge of the waistband when he got there. He bit the denim around the button and pulled back, popping it open. He took the zipper into his mouth using his tongue, then slid that down and was rewarded with Arna's erection trying to escape his underwear. He turned blue and orange eyes up to Arna, giving his best seductive grin while one hand tried to sneak its way to the boy's groin.

Arna pulled himself back. "Ah-ah. Not yet." He bent back over Kyran, pushing him back down. The tip of his tongue explored the pale flesh, swirling around light pink nipples, tracing down along the curve of Kyran's body, and finally to his hip. He traced along the laces on one side of Kyran's black pants, grabbing them with his teeth and pulling to untie them. He quickly did the same with the other side. He gave them a gentle tug, and smiled as he exposed Kyran's own hard organ. He bent his head low and flicked his tongue playfully across the tip.

Kyran squirmed at the gentle touches, making soft noises. His hips wiggled a little when Arna pulled at the strings, and his head fell back in a light moan as he was licked. He buried his hands into Arna's hair again, massaging and trying not to arch his body into that hot little mouth.

Arna decided to do it for him. His lips slid over the shaft while his tongue slipped from side to side. When his nose pressed against Kyran's body, he got right back off. He looked up, smirking. "Get on your knees for me."

"Ahh!" Kyran moaned when Arna took him fully into his mouth. He panted lightly, looking down the length of his body at the lovely redhead. He started to push himself up, giving a slight pout. He didn't know what had gotten into Arna, or what was planned, but he still knew he could trust him. "Facing towards or away from you?" he asked in deeper tones.

"Away."

Kyran thought his cheeks were going to melt if he blushed any harder. He was a little afraid, since Arna wasn't usually telling him what to do. He supposed he could give it a try. He slipped out from under Arna and rolled over, crawling to the center of the bed. He pushed himself to his knees, long body twisting slightly as he turned to look back at Arna with a small smile. "Now what?"

Arna slid his hands up and down Kyran's back slowly. "Just relax and lemme do my thing." He brushed Kyran's hair away and slipped his tongue up the back of his neck while hands slid down his body.

Kyran nodded, shutting his eyes. He arched into the soft, firm touches, bending his head down to let Arna lick. He placed his own hands over Arna's, following them as they traveled over his toned form.

Arna's fingertips came dangerously close to Kyran's erection. He was purposefully avoiding his most sensitive spots, wanting to tease before giving in. One arm wrapped around Kyran, pulling him closer, pressing his back against his own body. His hips rocked gently, slowly forcing his underwear down each time he ground against Kyran's soft, round ass.

Kyran moaned softly, letting his head fall back against Arna's muscled chest. He bit his bottom lip, whimpering softly as he was just teased, and ground back against Arna. He dug his nails gently into Arna's arms, begging for more.

It took Arna a moment before he got the courage to do anything. He bit his lip, his heart picking up speed as he lightly ran his nails down Kyran's thighs and back up to his hips. He was too afraid of hurting him to press hard with his nails, but his hips were another story. His engorged cock pressed against Kyran's back, and his hands slid around Kyran's member, teasing the tip and slowly sliding back and forth.

Kyran arched back, letting out a soft moan. His legs spread further in response, hips grinding against Arna slowly and forcefully while he made small noises as he was lightly stroked. He placed one hand on the back of Arna's head and tilted his own expose his smooth, pale neck.

Arna nibbled his neck gently, not ready to concede to Kyran's wants yet. One hand slid down to fondle his balls gently, a finger reaching back to tease his entrance occasionally while his other lightly pinched Kyran's nipple. Arna then bit down just a little harder, still a little too nervous to put too much pressure on the delicate skin.

Kyran arched a little further and shuddered under the touches, his lower movements becoming jerky as his body got confused. He pushed against the hand between his thighs, gasping sharply at the finger teasing his insides.

Arna smiled as Kyran pushed down on his hand. Arna leaned forward, pushing Kyran down with him. Once Kyran was on all fours, Arna got back up and pulled Kyran's pants down around his knees. He wet his finger and moistened the other's entrance.

Kyran squeaked and his eyes snapped open when he found himself on his hands and knees. He blushed, turning his head to watch Arna. He gasped softly and arched down against the touch, better presenting himself to Arna.

"Ready?" Arna asked. His voice grew deep and husky, thick with desire. "Tell me if I'm too rough."

"Yes," Kyran said, voice a little strained. The lusty tones Arna took on during sex made his skin tingle, and he loved it. "Don't worry about being rough."

"Alright." Arna lined himself up, then began sliding inside Kyran. He felt the requiem's passage tighten, and he jerked forward abruptly in response. His eyes went wide as his hips forced Kyran off balance. "Are you alright?"

"Ah!" Kyran yelped, shuddering under the sudden forceful penetration, hands slipping and making him fall onto his face. His fingers dug into the sheets, and he slowly pushed himself up a short ways and nodded. "Y-yes," he gasped out. "Just...wasn't expecting that." He bit his lip, whimpering softly while his body adjusted to Arna. He made the muscles relax, and started to slide himself forward. Usually they had lubricant on hand to make things easier, but he knew it was buried in one of the bags and that both of them had forgotten about it in their eagerness. He pushed back against Arna, head tilting back in pleasure.

Arna bit his lip, stifling a noise as Kyran took him in. He noticed Kyran was a lot tighter at this angle, despite his relaxing, and it made his hips shiver. "Um... would it be alright if I tried something? I saw it in a book."

Kyran turned his head a short ways to glance back at Arna through his messy bangs. "I guess so," he said softly. He closed his eyes then, and shuddered a little as his body acted of its own accord and made small movements against Arna.

Arna stilled Kyran's hips with one firm hand, and another reached for the boy's wrist. He pulled that arm back, twisting his lover in an odd position. "Tell me if I'm hurting you," he said automatically. He pushed Kyran's back down a little bit, and arched forward, moaning at yet another sudden increase in pressure.

Kyran let himself be positioned, trained body bending easily to what Arna wanted. The pressure hurt his arm a little, but the intense pleasure created from the sharper angle more than made up for it. He squeaked and moaned softly, hips trembling in their attempt to try and move. "This is good," he said in a breathy moan.

Kyran's voice sent a shiver down Arna's spine. "Alright." He eased up just a bit, but not enough to change the pressure on himself as he started thrusting slowly. His hand held Kyran's hip still, knowing it would drive him into a frenzy. Arna's pace slowly picked up, his hips hitting Kyran's ass a little harder. He was thankful for his having such a squishy rear at times like this.

Kyran's free hand dug into the sheets, long, deep moans escaping his mouth. He squirmed and tried to thrust back against Arna, but the hand holding him still had an iron grip. He mewled softly, breath coming shallow as Arna picked up speed.

Arna dug his nails into Kyran's hip while deep moans reverberated from his chest. He released Kyran's hip after a bit, and slid his hand towards the boy's front, stroking him. Arna's hand was slick with sweat, and it made Kyran's member harder to hold, so he ended up tightening his grip a bit more than he usually would have.

Kyran shuddered when Arna released his grip and instead wrapped that hand around his cock. The noises coming from his mouth grew louder, and he bit his lip to try and quiet them. He pushed back against Arna now that he could move, and slid forward when Arna pulled back, making each thrust longer and deeper.

Arna's moans more than made up for Kyran's attempt to quiet himself. The deep noises could probably be heard in the other room, but he didn't care. His body acted on its own and began drilling Kyran harder, keeping pace with him. Arna's thighs began to tingle with this new speed and force.

Kyran cried out, the speed of the thrusts at this angle hurting a little. He slid his free arm so it was bent under his head, and pushed his front off the bed a short ways. He changed the pace of their movements a bit, hips gyrating between Arna's hand and body.

Arna's moans became shaky, and his own thrusts were getting a little jerkier. His head fell back and he let out an unsteady noise as his hips tensed up. "Kyran, slow down," he gasped. "I'm gonna cum."

Kyran tried to slow down, just barely managing. His hips rebelled against the action, trembling. He whimpered and gasped, fingers digging into the sheets.

A wave of pleasure crashed over Arna, and he erupted inside Kyran. His hips suddenly took on a smooth circular motion, forcing him to ride out his orgasm.

Kyran came shortly after Arna did, crying out again, louder, which died into a low, deep, long moan. His body shuddered and jerked with the force of it, Arna's movements intensifying the euphoria flooding him.

Arna let go of Kyran's arm, then pulled him up, bouncing him in his lap. He turned the boy's head, then gave him a deep, passionate kiss as his hips started to calm.

Kyran reached back and grabbed the back of Arna's head, closing his eyes as the last of his orgasm started to die down. His body trembled from the change in position, and he had to pull away from the kiss to catch his breath.

Arna wrapped his arms around Kyran, breathing hard. He rocked just a little to stop his own body from quaking.

Kyran's body moved as long as Arna's did, and he leaned back and relaxed when they were both completely settled down. He remained like that for a time, enjoying the feel of Arna's firm body. Finally he leaned forward, placed his hands on the bed and slid off with a gasp. He avoided the mess he'd made on the sheets and flopped on his back, panting softly.

Arna laid down next to him, smiling, still breathing hard. "How you feeling?"

Kyran smiled at him. "Amazing. You?"

"Awesome." He rolled and kissed Kyran's cheek. "Should I be a bit more adventurous from now on?"

Kyran wrapped an arm around Arna as he turned his body towards him. "Sure, but I want to see these books of yours."

Arna blushed and looked away. "I uh... brought them with if you want to look." He pointed to the bag by the door. "There're only three of them."

Kyran grinned and softly kissed Arna. "I should probably stash those in my bag so Shinda and Lesara don't find them." He snuggled against Arna, hugging him tightly.

Arna snuggled back. "I guess that's a good idea. I didn't think of that." He looked at Kyran, smiling. "So... if you see anything you like, will you tell me?"

"Of course." Kyran rolled onto his back and sat up, shoving off his pants. "We should probably bathe now," he said more to himself than to Arna.

Arna sat up, looking at Kyran, then flopped back down. "Nope. Can't get up. Worn out."

Kyran laughed, then turned and yanked off Arna's pants. "Guess I'll be all alone then."

"No!" Arna sat up, grabbing his pants. "I don't want to leave you alone, what if the towel monster gets you?" He got up, and pinched Kyran's rear before putting his arm around him. "I gotta protect you from him."

Kyran smiled. "Then I guess you better come with me." He pressed his lips to Arna's again.

Arna kissed back, and followed Kyran into the bathroom.

Shinda had ordered room service, not willing to go back out in the town for a restaurant. He sat at the small table in one corner of the room, eating a thick creamy yellowish soup. He had a small journal in one hand, slowly flipping through it. "Not even here an hour and those boys are already at it," he said with a small chuckle. He'd heard the noises in the next room, and was glad he decided to get two rooms instead of share one.

Lesara was on the bed, flipping through a book. "Not surprised, look what I found in Arna's bag!" He closed it and held it up proudly. "It's good to know he has his priorities in order."

Shinda looked up, staring at the plain dark green book for a moment as he tried to make out the letters from his spot. "Is that a sex tip book?"

"More than just tips. He seems very set on making sure Kyran is happy." Lesara waggled his tail. "I think I might get something to eat too. I feel much better after getting off that wretched boat."

Shinda smiled, and went back to his own little book. "You might as well. Once we pass Feru we'll be relying on whatever we brought with us and hunting skills."

"Hunting! Oh I haven't done that in so long." Lesara uncoiled. "Actually, I think I want to go somewhere for some good food. I haven't decided yet."

"Well if you do go out, take the boys with you. I'm sure they're hungry after that little session."

Lesara laughed. "If they can walk! You heard that noise. One of them is limping for sure." He rummaged in his purse for a moment, then pulled out a light jacket. "I've decided I want some good food. Be a good boy for me," Lesara teased. He slithered out the door before Shinda could do anything.