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Smoked Timber Quincy

Room 1 (?)

Quin—
—cy!
squeak squeak squeak !
You're here too, Topper. Awesome.
As I thought, if you wanna find Quincy, just look somewhere with a bed.
... Find me. What for?
I'll tell you what for! I can't believe you just left without saying anything while I was talking to Blade and Garu. I never got the chance to thank you.
......?
It would've taken us much longer to get Blade back to normal if you hadn't shown up. Pretty "thank-you" worthy, don't you think?
I barely did anything. No thanks needed.
You call going up against Blade in battle "barely anything"? Jeez, only you could say a thing like that...
In any case, thanks to our trusty forest guardian, we made it through in one piece~ Thank you, Quincy.
......
—!
Quincy?
... Lift your head up.
My head? Why?

Despite not knowing his intentions, Eiden does as Quincy says. Quincy uses his rough, worn fingertips to feel at the side of Eiden's neck, sending a light tingling sensation through his skin.

Any pain?
Huh? None. If anything, having you touch me like this feels pretty damn good...
... Wait a minute... That's the spot where the mark appeared. If you're asking me that...

Eiden grabs Quincy's receding fingers and feels at the spot where the mark once showed. From the outside, nothing looks out of the ordinary. But Quincy's brow furrows as Eiden lightly caresses his flesh.

Does it hurt?
Just some intermittent throbbing. It's nothing.
You say that, but your essence is a little unstable. Plus, your body temperature is higher than normal... Similar to what happened to Blade and Garu. Don't tell me the effects of that other dimension have somehow been transported to this world.
It's possible. Powerful magic functions according to a set of strict laws and principles. If these laws are broken, the consequences become impossible to predict.
That's right, you entered the book by interfering with its essence, and you were kicked out again pretty quickly... Plus, thinking back, the General said the only way we could leave was to complete the mission...
squeak squeak ... squeak squeak ... squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak !
Ah, you think so too, Topper?
squeak squeak squeak ! squeak squeak squeak squeak ... squeak ~ squeak !
Yeah! We should totally do that!
Quincy, Topper and I are in total agreement. We should all head back to the world within the book.
... No, you're not. He's just complaining about how much I was grimacing when I petted him earlier.
Eh? C'mon, Topper, no more complaining. We've got a problem to solve. Once Quincy's finger feels better, he'll pet you as much as you like.
squeak squeak ?
I haven't agreed to anything yet... Plus, there's no need for you to go.
Eh—
squeak squeak squeak —
I'll go alone. It'll be troublesome if you come and we run into anything unexpected.
Wrong answer. You were a Vanguard, right? That means you can't fight unless commanded to do so. What would you do then?
... I'll use my essence to cause interference like last time.
You're the one who said breaking the laws of magic leads to unpredictable consequences. There's no guarantee the book will kick you out like last time, right?
......
Luckily, I was there from start to finish. Instead of taking the long route, why not bring me along and get straight to the source of the issue? With me by your side, at least you won't have to worry about not being able to fight.
In other words, seeing as how you're always saving my ass, how about letting me help you out for a change?
......
squeak squeak ... squeak squeak
sigh ... Stay close. I'll do all I can to protect you.
Am I really that useless by myself...
But, alright...! I'll stick right behind this perfect behind of yours~

Returning to the library, they find the book in its usual spot. Eiden reads out the names, closes his eyes, and allows himself to bathe in the book's glow—

Uh... Looks like we made it here without anything weird happening.
Quincy?
Over here.
Wow... It was pretty hectic last time, so I never got the chance to say it, but... that outfit really suits you!
(His chest is covered, but somehow that only makes him look sexier... And his hair combed back like that... Damn, I want him to pounce on me and... Ahem.)
You too.
Oh, yeah? It's rare to hear you compliment what I'm wearing.
Your hat looks like Topper's.
Yeah, we're hat buddies!
squeak ~
And you smell sweet.
Eh? Really? sniff ~
... I can't smell anything. How about you, Topper?
squeak squeak ...?
... Are your noses broken?
It's two against one... Sounds like you're the one with the broken nose!
squeak squeak squeak squeak !
......
(Even Topper isn't safe from Quincy's troll behavior...)
Hmm, my neck feels a little hot. I'm guessing the mark is back. How about yours?
Same.

The mark on Quincy's finger glows faintly. Confirming the pain to be nothing excessive, Quincy hides the mark within his glove.

That mark... Looks like you're still a Vanguard.
I wonder how these roles are decided. Maybe it's based on your essence type or something?
Roles...
Yeah, according to the General, this world has three roles: Vanguard, Warden, and Commander. Vanguards possess a ton of power, but they can't freely engage in combat. They need a Commander to command them. But you already know that.
A ton of power...?
Doesn't seem so. My essence is still unstable. It feels restricted somehow.
Ah, really? Blade was a Vanguard too, but I don't remember him mentioning anything like that...
Wha—
There.
Huh?

Eiden follows Quincy's gaze to the wall at the end of the corridor. Slowly, a line of crooked handwriting appears in the familiar script of the Klein Continent.

"Commander & Vanguard Dual Training Mode will soon commence. Prepare for battle"...?
(The General said this book isn't dangerous anymore. It's just for training... So, that means, in order to leave, all we have to do is complete the mission? But what mission...)
... They're here.
Wait, don't tell me—

Room 2 (?)

A large battalion of armed troops marches around the corner. With an ominous glint in their eyes, they make a beeline for Eiden and Quincy.

This is just like the first time we came here! Whoever designs these training exercises has totally been slacking off!
Hyah!

A soldier swings his blade, but Eiden evades. He drops to the floor and rolls, averting a pincer attack from his flanks.

—Quincy! Left!
Ngh.

The chaos all around makes it difficult to hear attacks coming. Heeding Eiden's warning, Quincy turns, avoids the flying blade, and plants an elbow smack-bang in an enemy soldier's face. Quincy sidesteps and unleashes a ferocious strike to the soldier's chest, sending him hurtling into a group of nearby enemies.

(Holy moly, Quincy's really sticking it to 'em! If I wasn't fighting for my life right now, I wouldn't mind watching him and his huge, sweaty muscles go at it all day long... But these soldiers... No matter how many times we knock them down, they always get back up...) (I know we're supposed to hit them in the chest, but they're making it difficult... Maybe there's a better way of hitting their weak spot...)
—Ugh!

Quincy's strong stance wavers as one of his knees buckles. Soldiers surround the forest guardian, aiming their attacks toward his head.

Quincy!?
Hah... gah!

Supporting his weight with his right arm, Quincy sweeps the legs of several nearby enemies, sending them crashing to the floor.

......!
(The soldiers... They're fleeing? But Quincy is clearly weakened... What are they so scared of—)
Eh!?
Little devil!
I'm okay! I've got a ton of essence right now, so dodging attacks is pretty easy.
But there are so many enemies... Could this be some kind of attrition warfare training or something?
... pant ... I hope not.
Yeah, your essence is still pretty unstable. We need to fix that before anything else.
... And, I've got just the idea.
You command. I'll follow.
Alright, it's time for Vanguard and Commander to team up. Listen here...
Gah...
......

As a sea of enemy soldiers approaches, Quincy stands with his "Commander" behind him. He lowers his center of gravity close to the ground and waits for the order.

Alright, ready—
Gyah—!
Now! Get low! Aim for the right ankle!

The silent Vanguard crouches lower still and launches, smashing a huge fist into the right ankle of one of the enemy troops.

—Gah!
Whoa! He vanished in a puff of smoke! That's it! That's their weak spot!
In other words... we just need to hit every soldier in the right ankle to make it out of here?
... Troublesome.
For once, I agree... We might know their weakness, but there are just so many of them. I don't know how much help I can be...
Don't think. Dodge.
But that won't help solve your issue. If only I could use magic... Shoot essence bullets, or something like that...
... Wait, Quincy... You can fire your essence, right?
My essence levels are too low.
I know your essence is unstable right now... But what about like this?
You...!

Quincy feels a surge of warmth as Eiden touches a finger to his mark. It might not be as effective as a direct exchange of essence, but for the first time since entering the book, Quincy's essence comes to life.

Turns out I really can lend you my essence...
Don't be reckless. You'll struggle to dodge if your essence levels get too low. I know, but I won't have to dodge if there are no enemies left. I'll keep just enough essence to protect myself. The rest is up to you.
......
Hurry.
(Alright, focus. Transfer essence while keeping an eye on the battlefield...)

Eiden dodges oncoming attacks as he transfers more essence to his forest-dwelling clan member. Enemy numbers soon dwindle under Quincy's onslaught of sweep attacks, the pressure slowly subsiding. And just as things seem to be turning in their favor, Eiden's essence stops flowing.

(Eh? My essence... It disappeared!? No... It's still there, I just can't use it... What's going on!?)
Gah!
(—Shit!)

Without essence at his disposal, Eiden's movements become sluggish. He can see the trajectory of oncoming attacks, but as for evasion...

—!

Quincy sees the blade arcing toward Eiden, but the distance between them is too much. He unleashes the essence swirling inside him, breaking down the last remaining shackles holding him back. —Until finally, like a rope stretched under too much tension, Quincy snaps, blasting through his limits.

Huh?
The enemy soldiers stop in their tracks... and explode. Through the smoke steps an imposing figure.

Are you hurt?
No, you were just in time. Nice save...
(Saying strange things as usual... He must be okay.)
—Wait, no, more importantly, the enemy soldiers! They're—!
... Eh?

Eiden looks out across a corridor filled with smoke and rubble. All enemy soldiers have disappeared, leaving only dense fluctuations of essence in their wake.

Did you... get rid of them?
... Yes.
Damn, that's our Quincy. Once your essence stabilizes, you're pretty much unbeatable.
That explosion of essence just now... It wasn't mine. Wasn't yours, either.
Eh?
You're right. Your essence... It's being bolstered by some kind of power... It feels similar to the power that makes up this dimension.)
Maybe... it's a training mechanism.
Maybe. When we arrived, you said it felt like your essence was restricted. And just now, I suddenly lost the ability to use my essence. Kinda like it was forcefully cut off...
Perhaps the aim of this training exercise is to restrict the amount of essence the Commander can transmit... ...and force us to overcome the enemy siege using limited resources.
......
Quincy... are you angry?.
Not at you.
(Whoa, that wasn't a no...)
... Ah, if your mark still hurts—
Little devil!?
I'm alright... Thanks for grabbing hold of me. Maybe this is how you were feeling just now... My legs have turned to jelly. I can barely stand...
......
Ah, hey, don't pick me up.
I won't throw you over my shoulder.
That's great and all, but that's not the real issue here!
Apart from the end there, when I got hampered by the rules of the exercise or whatever, I was doing pretty well, don't you think?
... Most of your decisions were correct.
Hehe, awesome. I made you bring me along, after all. I'm glad I didn't just end up getting in the way. Alright... Lend me your shoulder. We better go take a rest in that room over there—

A strange scent cuts Eiden short. He detects the calming aroma of timber mixed with wisps of smokiness, gentle yet slightly bitter, almost like the taste of pure leather clinging to his tongue.

Quincy, do you smell that? That scent...
It's been here all along. A sweet aroma.
Sweet? But I'm picking up—
Oh??

Amidst the strong smoky scent, Eiden feels strands of golden hair brush against his cheek, and warm breaths against the side of his neck.

(... Is it coming from Quincy? But why...)

Eiden's dry throat fills with saliva as Quincy sniffs at his mark. His essence still locked away, Eiden's body temperature begins to rise.

Your mark... It's glowing. Is yours hot too?
Hah... Does that mean yours feels the same?
If so, I'd say this isn't the time for questions... Wouldn't you agree?

Room 3 (?)

pant... Take... my hand.
pant... Now look who's giving the commands. Alright.

Eiden can't help shaking his hips with excitement, letting Quincy's huge cock slide between his cheeks and caress his tight asshole.

Want it?
Hell yeah. That huge thing of yours always drives me crazy. Plus...

Quincy's rich, soothing scent fills Eiden's nostrils, its woody smokiness penetrating his brain.

You smell... so good...
What kind of smell?
Uh... Kinda like wood? And leather... It's calming, but also a little spicy... ngh... Makes me think of... how it feels when you fuck me...
(Hah... strange... his scent... it's getting stronger... My brain... feels like it's on fire...)
... Fruit.
Huh... What...?
Your scent... Ever since we entered the book, you've smelled like fruit.
What kind of... fruit?
Berries. Red ones... growing in bunches underneath the leaves... Lift them to release the scent... Sweet and juicy... Spreads with every touch...
Ngah... you...

Quincy's deep, masculine voice resonates through Eiden's ears. He thrusts his hips as he speaks, readying himself to give Eiden's throbbing asshole what it so desires.

Then... how about sticking it in? Might make my scent... even sweeter....
Heh... Not scared of being squished to a pulp?^
Sure, I'm scared... but... that just makes me want it more._
... Naughty little devil.
—Hngh!

Eiden screams with delight as Quincy thrusts his giant cock deep inside him. Eiden's waist goes limp from the stimulation. Immersed in Quincy's smoky scent, he can't help biting down on the forest guardian's finger.

Ugh...!
Ngh... nghh...? Gah...
... Hah... sorry... I didn't mean to...
But it looks like... you like it? You just got... even harder...
Ungh!

Quincy rams Eiden's deepest, most sensitive spots. The sensations are so vivid that Eiden can feel the veins throbbing along his clan member's shaft.i

Little devil... you really enjoy teasing.
Haha... because... it feels so damn good... If I bite your mark like this—
—Ugh...
Mngh... so... ugh... tasty...
Quincy... I'm super hungry back there too... Weren't you gonna squish me to a pulp?
... Your funeral.

Quincy doesn't hold back. Every thrust is more powerful than the last. Eiden's insides fight to defend against the bulky invader, but, bent over, ass in the air, he can do little to stop Quincy's ferocious onslaught.

Ngah... ahh... aaahh...!
W-Wait a sec... that's a little... too... much—ngh!
Too late. I need to... vent...
(Vent...? Ah... yeah... just now... he...)
Quincy... just now... you were angry, right?
......
(—Ngh! I don't mind if he doesn't wanna answer... but he doesn't have to start pounding even harder! Even if... it does feel... goddamn amazing...)

Quincy's waist flushes red as he slaps against Eiden's ripe buttocks. The tingling numbness in Eiden's waist soon transforms into mind-blowing pleasure, racing toward his loins. Just as Eiden falls into a pleasure-filled daze, Quincy stops his attacks and vacates Eiden's asshole. p/>Before Eiden can utter a single word of complaint, he hears that masculine voice in his ear...

... I said I'd protect you... but I didn't...
So... I'm not angry at you.
(Huh...?)
Then... are you angry at yourself...?
... Yes.
... You know, when it comes to this kind of thing, you're kinda dense.
......?
Since forever... you've always been accustomed to protecting others... And based on how you find pretty much everything troublesome... I'm guessing you prefer it if... everyone just hides away and lets you do your thing, right?
I mean, I don't know what you're like with other people... But... maybe, just maybe, the people you protect... want to protect you too...
... Who knows.
Before... perhaps.
(... True... Most of the people he was close to died long ago...)
Then... let me be a kind of temporary substitute.
Huh?
Heh...

Eiden shoots Quincy a quick glance and then begins to lick the mark on his finger. Quincy's knuckles twitch as that same tingling sensation surges through his flesh. Feeling his clan member's huge shaft slap against his ass cheeks, Eiden gives a wry smile.

You—
Ngh... I'm done speaking... gah... so you can do your... thing... mngh...
... You asked for it.
Huh... Ngh!?

Quincy pounds hard and deep, each thrust hitting a different spot. Intense pleasure and numbness combine to create a storm that lashes at every inch of Eiden's ravaged body.

Nghh... ahh... oh my god... amazing... hngh...

Eiden's hips shake as Quincy devastates his behind, precum dripping from his cock, leaving sticky trails across the chair's red fabric.

Ugh... little devil... so tight... You can finish without touching yourself down there?
Because you... keep hitting... that super sensitive spot—nghh! Ughh... ngah...!

His sense of reason slowly fading, all Eiden can think about is Quincy's thick cock and his intense desire to be packed full of the forest guardian's cum.

Oh god... any more... and I'm gonna... cum...! Ungh—!
Hah... go... for it—
Ah... ngyah...!
Hahh... hah... I really... came...
... Bite hard.
Ah...?
—Mngh!

Quincy doesn't let up. Having just climaxed, Eiden's insides are more sensitive than ever. The pleasure and stimulation are so immense, it's almost painful. Every movement of Quincy's massive cock hits Eiden like a ton of bricks.

—All he can do is bite down harder, until he begins to taste blood.
Ugh... you...
Nghh... ngh—gngh... cy... Quincy—
Little devil... don't speak and bite... at the same time... ugh...!
Hahh... why... not...

A sweet rustiness permeates Quincy's mature scent. The mark on Eiden's neck begins to burn, scorch—condensing into an intense hunger deep within his core. Sensations combine to drown him in pleasure as he squeezes tighter and tighter around Quincy's shaft.

So fast... I'm gonna—
Aaaaahh—
Heh... ngh... me too—gah!
Ngh... ugh... ngh... nghh...

Climaxing for the second time in short succession, Eiden's load is no longer white, but clear. Heavily out of breath, his body trembles as he gasps for air.

... Hah... ngh...
... Little devil... what did you mean when you said... temporary substitute?
Eh...? You're asking that... right now?
Yeah. Or maybe we should go again... first.

Quincy pulls his cock out of Eiden's ass and rubs it tantalizingly against his asshole as if preparing for round two.

As enticing as that sounds... I really need to rest for a bit... Just a bit!
Then tell me.
(I never knew he had a stubborn side... How refreshing.)
By temporary substitute... I mean someone who can repay the favor.
......?
Like I said, those you protect want to protect you too... Well, I know you're only protecting me because I'm always being reckless and getting myself into trouble... It's not really comparable to the situation back at the tribe...
But... it must get tiring constantly protecting others, right? The people of the tribe... They probably need some time to see what a great guy you are... So, until then, I'll be your temporary substitute.
Thanks for protecting me... I just hope you can relax a little, and be on the receiving end... I can help you out, too. I'm your "Commander", after all.
... Okay. Understood.
Speaking of which... your essence has stabilized... and mine isn't being restricted anymore... Looks like completing the training... helped deal with the aftermath of when we broke the rules back there. We can head ba—
Let's continue.
Eh!? Wait—

Semen squirts all over the floor as Quincy begins yet another savage assault, pounding Eiden's asshole just as fiercely as before.

Q-Quincy? Too... ngh... too much... I really am... gonna... aaahh—
As I said, you asked for it. This is punishment.
Hah... ahh? What... ngah...
(Temporary substitute...... Silly little devil.)

Keeping his thoughts to himself as ever, Quincy thrusts harder and harder, his breathing rough and heavy. The aromas of both men intertwine, hanging thick and dense in the air until they finally return home...

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Pub: 13 Apr 2023 14:31 UTC

Edit: 04 Jun 2023 16:38 UTC

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