The moon was making its way lazily across the starry sky. Nesting between the moonlit dunes stood a sturdy and lonely building: The Sun of the Desert Inn. The last inn before the endless sands of the Nasir desert. This inn was well-known: it was spacious and surrounding a small oasis. As the last stop before the wilderness, it had everything one needed: food, booze and someone to warm the bed at night. This inn wasn’t on any common routes through the desert and not even on any back roads towards Izdihar, the Capital. Those who stopped by this place were mostly mercenaries, sands pirates or people who couldn’t appear in public for a reason or another.

The night was quiet around this part of the desert. The heat of the day left its place to a cool night. The calm of the minuscule oasis in the middle of the inn’s inner court was only disturbed by the ruffling of a golden eagle’s feathers perched in the sole date palm tree. Some distant footsteps could be heard now and then. There wasn’t any customer tonight, the inn had closed early. However, some muffled moans could still be heard.

“It’s not right… aah,” a young out of breath voice tried to argue.

“Wanna stop? I won’t mind, you know,” another voice whispered.

“No… I just want to take a bath first.”

“Then, I’ll make sure to clean you thoroughly,” replied the syrupy voice.

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Two women were sitting in a bathtub filled with cooled water. The scent of roses and mint oil were mixed with the heated air. A red-haired woman was scrubbing the back of a black-haired young woman. The scrubbing was gentle and the pair of hands was skilful. They brushed the delicate skin from the nape to the small of the young woman’s back. Slowly, the hands strayed as they massaged her shoulders.

“Aisha smells so good. I wonder if you taste good too,” the woman who didn’t wait for an answer began to nibble at the youth’s nape, sending waves of shivers after waves.

“Sun’neya* is good at massages,” moaned softly Aisha. (neya: big sister)

Sun’s lips traced the line of Aisha’s neck, slowly moving upwards and leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles. Sun’s hands took her breasts, massaging them with a bit of vigour, pinching here and there until the body under her flinch.

“Neya*,” Aisha tried to beg. (neya: big sister)

“Shush. Let me clean you first,” Sun buried any further complaints with a deep kiss.

Her tongue took possession of the other’s mouth, demanding yet full of languor. Her hands were travelling south, groping around. Her nails were slightly putting pressure on the skin, scrapping around. The hands massaged the hips, from the outside to the inside of the thighs. They kept on teasing, no matter how Aisha opened her legs, they didn’t touch the soft inner part. The tension was building but the edge seemed so far.

“How can I do a good job if you keep wiggling like that?” asked Sun.

Aisha suddenly moved forward and left the embrace of the woman. She turned around and faced her with blushing cheeks and a sullen glare, “Neya is mean!”

Sun drew her closer, sat her on her thighs in a straddling position, “Hm, I am mean. Do you want me to be even meaner?”

Sun glanced back at her while taking a nipple in her mouth. She kept eye contact as she tasted it with her teeth, her hands fondling Aisha’s ass and squeezed it with force.

“I’m waiting. Do you want me to be meaner?” She asked again.

Aisha held her breath in expectation after a second, she nodded shyly. Sun smacked her ass again, water splashed around and Aisha yelped.

“I didn’t hear you.”

“I want! Hurry!”

“If beauty wants, I’ll obey,” replied Sun.

Another resounding smack echoed in the small bathroom. Aisha’s cry was muffled in another kiss, a domineering one. Sun’s hand were working Aisha’s body to its limit, leaving the young woman’s legs weak and shaking.

“More,” Aisha whined, “I want …”

“Shush. We have time, the night is still young.”

Once again, a nipple was being gently crushed and Aisha could feel the waves of pleasures drawing near. Caresses followed by crisp smacks, each of them were taking Aisha closer and closer to extasy. Aisha’s hips were moving on their own, looking, searching for a release. She ground her hip on the other’s thighs, time after time. Sun pushed her up each time, how could she let her get off this easily? Aisha groaned her dissatisfaction. After much frustration, she couldn’t take it anymore. She gripped Sun by the hair, tilted her head and took a bite at her neck. Sun shuddered and grunted sweetly. She let the girl bit as she pleased and groped her ass harder. Aisha whimpered and she was about to bite harder when she felt a finger slipping through her cheeks and pressing on her hole. She yelped in surprise. The finger teased around and another came in front. Aisha’s mind turned blank. Her whole body trembled and the release took her by surprise. The wave of pleasure crashed into her with force. Her voice wasn’t restrained and echoed through the night.

“Good girl."

Aisha’s head was resting on Sun’s shoulder, her whole body was still shaking as she was still feeling the aftershock of her orgasm. She took her time to catch her breath. She saw the bite mark that started to swollen and licked it with care.

Sun sighed in delight, “Tired?”

Aisha sent her a pouting glare and shook her head.

“Enough?”

Aisha shook her head again, “Not enough.”

Sun laughed, “Let’s dry ourselves first.” She stepped out and helped Aisha out. Sun took a cotton towel and started drying her night partner’s hair. She didn’t have the time to do much before she was forced out of the bathroom.

Aisha dragged her to the bed, tried to throw her on it but Sun was too strong for that. Sun giggled and let herself be pushed around. She observed the young woman with curiosity, waiting for her to take the first step. Aisha pouted, undecided. She was blushing hard, yet her lust got the better of her. She kneeled at Sun’s feet, looked at her for approval before parting the long pair of legs. She didn’t say a thing, just caressed the honey coloured skin. She admired them, felt the soft skin underneath her fingers and couldn’t resist licking her lips in anticipation. The young woman pushed her nose in and tongue licked around the pink lips.

Soft groans found their way out of Sun’s throat, her fingers intertwined in the black hair of the woman between her legs. Her breath shortened, the heat of her body rose and her body accumulated tension.

“Who knew that Aisha had such a clever little tongue?” Sun’s raspy voice declared.

Aisha’s eyes met hers, they were clearly pleased, “Not clever enough if you can still speak.”

Thus said, her parted the legs further and her tongue pushed. Her mouth was sucking and nibbling with eagerness. Her hands moved upwards, her long nails leaving a red trail of shivers. Sun’s hips were moving back and forth, tense and trembling. She threw her head backwards, gripped tightly the bedsheets as if they were a lifeline. Aisha held Sun’s hips down with one hand while the other can to help her clever tongue. A finger went in, then another. The fingers thrust in and out, painfully slow. In and out, wet and warm. They curled in and the nails slightly pushed against the flesh. Sun tried to control herself but the waves of pleasure were too powerful. She became undone, crying out loud in the silent night.

While Sun was catching her breath, Aisha pushed herself off the floor, a smug smile hanging on her wet lips. She caressed Sun’s skin, tracing the muscles of her belly with kisses. She caught the two small twins peaks in her hands. Aisha fondled them with fervour. She straddled the red-haired woman. She caught Sun’s hands and placed them herself on her full breasts. She slowly humped while licking her lips seductively, using Sun’s hands to massage herself.

“You are playing with fire, ‘mira*,” Sun commented. ('mira: affectionate term, sweetheart, darling)

Aisha smiled, rubbed her dripping lips against Sun’s and moaned loudly in provocation. How could anyone resist?

Sun squeezed Aisha’s boobs with force which made her moaned. She then pushed her down on the bed. A sly smile appeared on her face while her hands were working hard. She kissed Aisha, sucking and biting her way to her earlobe.

“Do you know what else are clever?” She asked in her raspy voice.

Aisha wanted to answer but, before she could, she squealed in surprise. Suddenly, deep between her legs, 2 fingers buried themselves and the thumb outside was putting her under pressure. Aisha’s body shook. She whined but before she could beg, her lips were shut close by a hot tongue. Aisha held onto the quilt as if it was a raft on a stormy sea. As if her life depended on it. Her body rocked and swayed at the rhythm of the fingers thrusting inside of her.

The moon was hanging high in the starry sky and a light breeze was blowing on the desert’s dune. The night was indeed still young.

***

Unhurried footsteps were going down the stairs. With each step, silver bells and rings were tolling in rhythm, they had yet to land at the bottom when a voice rose, “You’re late!”

The steps paused and a giggle echoed, “When did you see me on time?”

A middle-aged lady came out of the shadow beneath the stairs, “Hungry?”

Sun yawned, “Always. In the office?”

“Already there. Meyrin is waiting for you.”

Sun blew a kiss, “Mama Lin, I wonder what would I do without you?”

Mama Lin scoffed, “You’ll die and burnt that Inn to the ground!” The voice grew distant, "And stop putting your hands on the new staff!"

Sun laughed and walked to her office. Her bare feet were light, the silk on her body was swinging lightly as if she was dancing. She was humming under her breath and her long red hair was loose on her back. Despite the scorching heat, the inside of the Inn was cool and the lingering smell of bamboo was refreshing. The door of her office was opened and a deliciously sweet scent was luring her in.

“You’re late.”

“You too?” Sun circled her enormous desk and sat in a big and comfy chair full of cushions. On the table was a tray filled with piping hot mint tea, date pastries, buttered flatbread, and honeyed goat milk yoghurt. She dug in as soon as she sat down.

In front of her, a tall androgynous person was standing; waist long silver-blue hair, fair skin, and golden eyes. They wore thin glasses that added charm to their already beautiful face. They had a scholarly air around them and the tattoo on their collarbone indicated that they were not from the desert.

“Seen enough?”

“I’m admiring a beauty, how can I ever get bored?”

Meyrin rolled their eyes to the heavens.

“Alright, Meyririn, let’s hear what you have. Please don’t be too boring!” Sun resumed eating, glancing around to the papers on her desk.

“I’m always boring to you! First, the matter of the ore from Daglar. The shipment for the Capital has departed from Arash, it should arrive at the port in 2 days and two-thirds will be sent to I’Zul to process. The last third should arrive here in 2 weeks time. The gems are being sent together and there is no issue so far.” Meyrin produced a report from the thick notebook in their hands and handed it over to Sun. “The convoy from Mestä was stopped at Naü. Apparently, the taxes went up 2% for imported goods and they need some instructions.”

Sun frowned, “When was the raising tax notice posted?”

“There was none.”

“Find me who put this in place. If there is a valid reason for the raise, then, pay it. If someone is making money on the side from it, then…” Sun tapped a finger on her lips while lost in her thoughts.

“I heard the old man from the justice palace would like to retire and travel to see the Ocean. Maybe, we can appeal to have a new Rashn* in town.” (Rashn: Chief of justice)

Sun pondered on the suggestion, “Hm, let’s wait and see. Find out who, why and how first. If the big clans haven’t moved yet, there is no reason for us to move.”

“Understood. The paper and books shipment is on it’s way to the Capital. Do you want to have some sent over?”

“No need, but have some sent to I’Zul, in case he has new blueprints.”

“Noted. Food should arrive tomorrow, the prices went up a bit so Mama Lin may argue when it will be there. There were words of strange currents in the South-West, not too far from the Aukko. There was an earthquake 4 days ago, I suspect that the terrain changed.”

“Post an inspection job to assess the situation.” Sun sipped on her tea while was making corrections to a blueprint. “How are the preparations for the Night Market going?”

“The inventory is underway. We are waiting for at least 500 people for the auction.”

“Change the plan. The Auction will be limited to 220 people and 50 VIPs.” Sun’s gaze was fixed on the slightly ajar door. One delicate eyebrow was raised. Even though her expression was normal, the depth of her eyes turned chilling. Her lips curled slightly.

“Should I change the catalogue too?” Meyrin’s voice was still the same. They glanced at the small mirror above Sun’s head and caught a faint shadow outside the door. A neat brow rose in disdain.

“Let me think about it for a couple of days first.” Her eyes squinted and a flash of disappointment passed through.

“Alright. I’ll get you a copy.” Meyrin was observing the shadow as well when they decided to change the topic, “Mama Lin was upset this morning. One of the new girls didn’t show up. I thought you didn’t prey on the new staff.”

A cold smile bloomed on Sun’s lips, “Who am I to refuse a beauty? As someone from the free state, the taste is quite novel.” She saw the shadow move a bit closer. “Who knew such a small body contained so many secrets?” Even though her tone was light, something sounded wrong. “You know me, I am one who loves to indulge.”

Meyrin smirked at the reflection, “Such an impatient and inexperienced child, how could you leave her alone!”

Sun sipped on her tea and tore her gaze away from the door toward her paperwork, “Anything else on your report?”

“Lady Jin sent words. There is a ‘merchant’ who would like to meet you.”

Sun frowned and looked displeased. Those who knew of Lady Jin were few. Those who knew she was behind Lady Jin were even very few and far in between.

Meyrin continued, “It’s a gentleman by the name of Blackwood. According to Lady Jin, he has no visible tattoo, so he’s not from Ramlad nor Daglär. He first went to the Tea House and paid double for Miss Sharea. He then asked to see Lady Jin to talk business. He had to come several times before Lady Jin accepted to meet him.”

Sun threw her pen on the table and reclined on the soft cushion, “What kind of business does he have?”

“Drugs. He has rainbow powder, but he also has a newly developed drug and would like to have a contract with the Tea House. Lady Jin told him she would send word to the Boss. He offered samples and said he will participate in the Night Market.”

“Do you have them?”

Meyrin shook his head, “It should be there tomorrow.” Sun nodded and Meyrin went on, “Half of the sample stayed with Lady Jin for tests, we should have a complete report in a week or two.”

“Give him a VIP pass for the Night Market. Investigate the man. I want to know everything, where he is based, his partners, who finance him, his enemies. Investigate that new drug of his too. Did he contact anyone about it before Lady Jin? If so, I want to know who and how much they made their deal. I want to know who told me about the Tea House and lady Jin. I want his head stuffed and hanging on the gate before the Night Market.”

“I understand. Next, the Moonlight Festival, this…”

“Aaaargh! I don’t want to hear, talk or have anything to do with it,” Sun covered her ears and closed her eyes. “If you dare mention that damn wrench, I will definitely shut myself for a couple of days and shot someone!”

Meyrin sighed, “How childish! Alright, alright! I’m done with all the serious and boring stuff. By the way, ships will begin to dock after lunchtime, so it’s going to be busy tonight. Don’t go overboard, some people need to sleep at night because they have to work in the morning!”

“You are so overreacting! Your room is soundproof!” complained Sun as she walked toward her secretary.

Meyrin rolled their eyes, “I was talking about you!”

“You should loose yourself from time to time. It would make you less grumpy,” She winked, her hand caressed their forearm.

Meyrin slapped the hand away, “I’m fine, thank you. I choose my partner with more taste.”

“Ooh, don’t slap me. Are you trying to make me horny?” Sun laughed.

Meyrin rolled their eyes, shook their head and left.

Sun’s voice echoed, “I have toys too if you need!” She heard a grunt and laughed harder.

She loved teasing them. The face that remained without expression, but the tip of the ears would never fail to turn bright red. She left the office and steered herself toward the kitchen with her dirty dishes. She greeted the staff as she walked, avoided Mama Lin and safely dropped her load. She went into the basement to her workshop to work on her blueprints. They didn’t progress much that day, because she kept on getting distracted, she gave up on her blueprints and started to work on a new gun she was developing. She thought that if she kept her hands busy, she would keep her mind busy too. It works for a couple of hours until a wrong dose of gunpowder exploded. She finally gave up and left the room in frustration.

The restaurant was still relatively quiet for lunch and it was almost nap time. Sun stepped in the garden and strode through to her small personal nap pergola. The pergola was hidden from view and well in the shade. It was cooling to sleep here in hot days, the ruffling leaves were like a faint lullaby. She laid down on a bed made of numerous soft pillows, her eyes fixed in a daze on the leaves. It didn’t take long before she started to doze off.

The rhythmic toll of silver bells travelled to her.

“Neya*? Are you sleeping?” A cute head full of black hair and grey eyes slid between the branches. (neya: big sister)

“Little kitty! When did you get back?” Sun smiled.

An adorable teenager sauntered to her with a blinding smile. Her long hair was braided into pigtails, her dark golden skin was lustrous like a black pearl and her white teeth were grinning widely. Even though she was petite, the girl was full of curves and the size of her breasts was obscene. She was dressed in a traditional silk rainbow coloured attire which framed her boobs perfectly for most to enjoy. She had silver cuffs that looked way too heavy for a thin wrist. She skipped her way to Sun who began to frown and jumped straight on the bed.

“Just got back. Missed me?” Leila asked with laughter. Her boobs bounced up and down as she spoke and laughed.

“You!” Sun groped the breasts with force and squeezed them hard. “Aren’t you tired of those useless pockets of fat?” She ignored the barely suppressed moans and directly bite a nipple through the fabric. “Always prancing about with those big boobs of yours, are you mocking me for not having enough?” She buried her head in without any gentleness to vent her build-up frustration of the day.

Leila’s chest was bouncing hard, she gripped Sun’s long red hair to support herself as she panted. Leila moaned and groaned, tension gathered in her body and soon, she was brought close to the edge. However, everything stopped suddenly. She was floating high a second and the next, she was back on solid ground feeling unsatisfied. She shook Sun’s head while complaining, “Why did you stop?”

Sun snorted, “As if I will let you get off with those twin monsters!” She smacked the girl’s ass and waved her away, “So, how was your mission?”

Leila gave her a hateful glare, “Flawlessly boring! The trip through the mountains was boring, the cold was annoying and the worse was the people from Daglär! They are so BORING!! Did you know that they only sleep with their Olwen?”

Sun chased her down the bed, “Of course, I knew. Why do you think I send you there? Our country’s culture is unique. Outside, when someone meets their Olwen, their soul-mates, they stay exclusively together until they die. Sure, you’ll find some who would have an affair or two when they visit Ramlad, but they are not like us. We are the only one who still sees other people after taking our vows with our soul-mates.”

Leila yelled, “You did it on purpose, didn’t you!? How mean!”

“Serve you right! Take it as divine punishment for having such outrageous boobs!” Sun dismissed her with a wave of her hand, “Now, go away, I want to take a nap.” She shut her eyes tight.

“You!” Leila was about to swear when someone behind called her.

“Leila’ne*, you are disturbing everyone’s rest time.” Another cute girl who looked exactly like her appeared. The only way to tell them apart was by the size of their chests and the atmosphere around them. ('ne: short version of neya, Big sister) Leila was outgoing and outspoken whereas her twin was more reserved. If one was a rushing spring in the summer, the other was like a gentle river under the moon.

Sun’s eyes flew open, she opened her arms wide to welcome the newcomer, “Laya’mira*” The girl threw herself in and snuggled in. Sun breathed in her scent in delight, “I missed you! How was your trip? Did you have fun? Was anyone mean to you? Tell me and I will kill him for you!” ('mira: affectionate term, sweetheart, darling)

Laya giggled softly.

Leila was pissed, “That’s unfair!” The difference in attitude was way too different. She puffed and huffed but no one spared her a glance. She finally left with a belly full of complaints.

Sun and Laya were chatting with animation on the bed while Sun was gently caressing her back.

“Do you know the latest trend in the Capital? They made a new type of piercing, you can choose the scent it has. It’s really popular and pleasant. I got myself one.” Laya’s cheeks blushed and she lowered her head bashfully.

Sun smiled, “Really? Where did you get it?”

Laya timidly grabbed Sun’s hand and put it between her legs. She whispered while looking a bit bashful, “I heard that it even change the taste.”

“Oh. Rumours cannot be believed blindly. You should always fact check before announcing things,” Sun nibbled Layla’s earlobe, “Should neya help you check out this rumours?”

Layla moaned, “Please.” Seeing Sun getting ready to rise from the bed, Layla smiled and pushed her back. “I don’t want to disturb neya in her rest. May I sit?”

Sun kissed her, “How can I refuse a beauty?”

Layla rolled her eyes and mouthed ‘womaniser’. She moved her body up, partied the pan of her silk dress and delicately placed herself on Sun’s face. A small cold and peachy scented ball touched Sun’s nose. She nuzzled it then sucked on it and Layla jolted. Layla’s hip rocked back and forth in a slow rhythm and each time, Sun’s tongue would enter her, she would shudder. The two were in their own little world, hidden under the small pergola. Layla’s back arched and tensed like a bow ready to release.

Out of nowhere, however, the commanding voice of Mama Lin echoed, “Sun child!”

When the two heard the voice, they couldn’t help letting an upset grunt. Sun’s reappeared and shouted, “What is it? I’m busy.”

“Eli is in trouble,” Mama Lin said, then turned around and left.

Sun rolled her eyes and grumbled for a second before gently guiding Laya down, “Alright, I’m coming.” She quickly kissed her and whispered before hurrying out, “We’ll finish that later. Wait for me tonight.”

Layla obediently nodded, disappointment in her eyes. However, she kept quiet, work always had priority. Her delicate shoulders arched slightly and she lowered her head to stare at the ground. Sun patted her head and felt a little guilty. Argh! Sun grabbed Layla and threw her on the bed. Layla didn’t have the time to cry out that her mouth was sealed by another and her tongue was locked in a fierce struggle against another. Layla’s moan couldn’t find their way out of her shiny throat. A silver thread of saliva escaped from her mouth. Sun finally released the other’s mouth and Layla panting. Suddenly, she gasped in surprise as 2 fingers buried themselves deep into her. She groaned in pleasure and pushed against the fingers. She ground faster and faster until she cried out. The fingers went out without thrusting back in right before her climax.

“That’s your punishment, ‘mira. You know I don’t like to be played with,” Sun whispered before standing up. She looked down at the young woman laying the cushions. Even though the face had kept the gentleness, Layla’s eyes revealed a glint of slyness. Layla harrumphed and turned away.

Sun smiled and walked out of the garden towards her office. In the corner of her eyes, she noticed a head full of black hair hidden between the bushes. A twin was snickering after witnessing someone’s misfortune.