In the dim light of the lanterns surrounding the coach, Allura looked utterly bewitching. The white sheet clung to her stunning figure, and the shadows cast by her stupendous bosom only served to accentuate its fulness. Her hair was neatly done and framed her beautiful face, her dark eyes inviting, her full lips slightly parted. Allura allowed Sebastien a long moment to gawk, then repeated her question.
The knight shook his head and clenched his jaw, and turned away from her. "There are blankets here," he said gruffly, pointing to the bedding that William had vacated.
Allura decided a gentle approach was necessary, and laughed lightly. "Come now, Bastion. Am I so terrible? We are allies, are we not? You have no reason to fear me."
The warrior seemed to soften at that, and some of the tension drained out of his posture. "I don't fear you. You... confuse me."
"That is my nature, dear Bastion. Come, sit with me awhile. It will do us both good to clear this tension."
Somewhat reluctantly, Sebastien climbed into the coach following the Enchantress. The interior of the coach had indeed been transformed: the seats at either end had been joined in the middle to form a single bed, on which cushions and silk sheets had been placed. Allura lay back on the bed, her huge tits outthrust and flattening only slightly against her chest, her long legs curled up to afford her companion some space. Sebastien perched stiffly at the edge of the bed.
"Do relax," Allura said, regarding him with amusement dancing in her eyes. "You look as though you're about to bolt out of here at the drop of a hat!" She was gratified to see him blush slightly.
Sebastien shifted a little, moving deeper into the coach. The Enchantress' close proximity made it hard to think clearly, but he couldn't help feeling that for the first time she was treating him as an equal. Every time he came close to her, there was that feeling of conflicted frustration, that sense that he was out of his depth. "You've been toying with me," he said, trying to ignore her seductive pose and his painfully hard cock.
"Really? I think it's you who have been toying with me." Allura looked away from him, pouting slightly. Her hands began to toy absently with the knot holding the sheet around her body.
Sebastien frowned. "What?"
"You were eager enough when we first met. But since then, all you've been doing is avoiding me."
"That was... I told you - I know what you are! I know what you do!"
"You're giving me far too much credit, Sebastien. I am a woman, and you are a man - it is as simple as that." With a deft movement, she undid the knot, and the sheet fell loosely to her sides. Underneath she was gloriously naked, her bulging breasts exposed to the cool night air, her small nipples hard and pointed.
"I can't," Sebastien said, but he didn't move.
"You must." Allura spread her thighs wide, her legs dangling over the side of the bed. She moved one hand to fondle her massive tits, while the other moved downwards, her fingers tracing soft circles along the glistening outer lips of her pussy. "You are a man, Bastion. You need this as much as I do. All this tension, it stops you from operating effectively. We need you in top shape for the road ahead. This is the only way, Sebastien. You need this. Now come here..."
Gazing at the Enchantress' wanton pose and her caressing hands, Sebastien unbuckled his belt and slid across the bed. |