Ivy's return

"Dessles." You hear the whisper from just outside your tent. The voice is familiar, like a memory. But it couldn't really be her. She has been gone for years. It must have been a dream. Trying to roll over and go back to sleep a few pleasant memories flutter through your mind. Some of which even cause you to have to readjust your position. It seems like it was just the other day you were so fortunate to watch the mating of your old friends and then joined them for a bit of fun. But you are still not sure what happened to them. One night as the party rested there had been a cut off scream of terror from their tent and by the time you got there all that was left was the slowly dying ivy plant that had been bound to Ivy. Opening your eyes you spot the plant almost shivering in the moonlight coming through the crack in the tent. "Damn it, Dessles I know you are here. Come out, we don't want to startle anyone." It is not quite a whisper but more like a mind speak. "Do I need to send WP in to wake you up? I am sure he would enjoy walking into camp, and scare everyone as he starts searching each tent. I know we have been gone a long time. But it is really me. I need my ivy and you." Dessles stands up hopeful and walks from the tent after acknowledging this could really be her and was on his way heading to where you can feel the voice coming from.
"Why were you gone for so long?" Dessles asks Ivy in his mind.
"Some jerks from some other place accidentally pulled us from here. It has been 9 years for us. Poor WP still isn't fully back to himself. In the other place he was reverted to a much lesser form of himself." As you draw closer to the edge of camp you see a small figure drop from the trees to land next to a mound of fur. She pats the mound and it uncoils. On all fours you recognize what should be WP but the spark in his eyes is not quite recognition and verges on predatory. Ivy rests her hand on his haunch cooing to him reassurances. She looks up to you and smiles. She looks much tanned, like she spent way too much time in the sun and she has filled out a bit. The oddest thing is the armor she is wearing. She no longer is covered by her ivy. Instead she has an amazing silvery metal that moves silently with her. And she does move toward you with a type of predatory gait. Her lust is hotter and more intense than your memories remember.
"I see so I am assuming some things have been more... frustrating as of late from that wonderful look you have." Dessles smiles at this comment comically. "This is fine, though I have greatly missed you also." A deep hunger sparkled across Dessles eyes upon seeing the new look of ivy which is very fine even though different. Her advance is quick and her last few steps are bouncy and she actually leaps into his arms. Her tiny form wraps around him with arms and legs as the force of her leap slams into him. Her lips crush into his and she shivers.
"Nine years and as soon as we were back in this realm and WP was not himself I knew we needed you. You can help us both. Will you help us Dessels?" Her lips are no more learned than the first time. It is like she was awakened and then starved.
"Well of course I am very happy to help with this," while returning back the kiss he walks over to a good clearing near the camp. The hunger increasing with each step, Ivy noticed Dessles has grown in more than arms and legs upon hugging tighter as well. WP follows, watching as Ivy is carried to the clearing. Trying not to break the kiss she works at the few pieces of clothing Dessles is wearing. Knowing her slight weight is easily held up and against the evidence of his growing need. "I did not intend for this to be how we came back into your life. But the moment I touched your mind I remembered that you had been willing, and it has been so hard without my mate. I did not know I was so starved." Entering the clearing she releases her grip with her legs so that she can be set down. As soon as her feet are on the ground she begins removing her armor. She is only wearing a simple silken long shirt underneath. Dessles assists in removing clothing after setting Ivy down, and then sets up the clearing for more comfort to enter into position for Ivy to be lying while WP could be right next to her. Ivy watches as the last pieces of his clothing is piled on the clearing ground. Her gaze roaming over his moonlit body approvingly, "I don't know how long it has been here, but you have grown since we were taken." She moves to assist with the bedding.
Kneeling down next to him her gaze keeps being draw back to his cock. Her eyes more filled with lust each time. Finally with a lick of her lips she crawls over and kisses the tip before devouring him whole. While he is devoured he picks up Ivy to flip her around in a devouring ritual with frenzied invigoration of Ivy to match her pace, also looking at WP to see if he is doing well. A startled gasp as she is flipped upside down Ivy never releases his cock. Only adjusts to the position change. WP is watching with sadness but at the same time understanding. He knows his mate has been tortured for the long years away. Ivy's breaths quicken as Dessles attention sets her body vibrating with each lick and nip. She is ready to come so quickly she has to pull away from his cock to catch her breath as she shatters. With a pleased look on his face Dessles continues devouring ivy to quicken to another shattering harder then the last while Dessles gestures for WP to come closer to them. Ivy squirms as the first climax never gets a chance to end. She licks and tries to bring him pleasure but the skilled ministrations Dessles is applying to the needy flesh is so mind wrenching she is forced to remember to breathe. WP moves closer at Dessles request. As he approaches his nose picks up her scent and something in his eyes comes clearer. Dessles moves to stay in Ivys’ mouth to allow WP access to Ivys’ molten core. Then Dessles picks up the pace back to vigorous. WP advances hungrily. Ivy no longer distracted by Dessles tongue no is able to begin offering pleasure again keeping up with his pace she does not even hear WP approaching. But as his thick rough tongue leaves her from ass to clit her surprise comes in the form of taking Dessles to the hilt down her throat. Upon ivy taking the full length Dessles is not expecting this shattering unexpectedly to pour down Ivys throat the essence of Dessles being stronger then remembered. WP continues the attention to ivy his own length growing from the attention enjoyed. Also WP is starting to get ready to mount ivy. Ivy feeling WP almost sandwiching her against Dessles she allows her body to flex toward her mate while still sucking the last drops from Dessles. Once he is done she finally releases his cock from her mouth. And pulls herself up Dessles body. WP has taken her hips and is guiding in her back bend until his shaft slides between her wet lips. Ivy does not let Dessles go she pulls him up behind her placing his hands on her breasts. Leaning back against his chest as WP holds her, uncertainty flashing in his eyes as his need to take his mate for the first time in such a long time he worries about her tiny body holding up to his lust. Ivy reassures WP "I have been waiting so long for you to be with me again my mate. I know you will not hurt me. And Dessles is here to protect me, if needed. Join with me please." Her plea and her grinding hips finally release him and he slips into her with a possessive growl. Ivy inhales at WP entering to the back of her pocket immediately going right into the same pace while Dessles waits to watch while touching thy self with a smile at Ivys’ and WP's pleasure. The initial thrust is pain and pleasure mixed. But it quickly carries her to a long missed bonding with her mate. Ivy pulls Dessles head over her shoulder to kiss him using her tongue to invade him as WP is so viciously doing to her. Breaking the kiss several times as WP twists his hips to reach just the right spots to make her lose her focus and pause gasping for breath. WP slides his hands up her sides and leans down to lick her from belly button to her breasts. Stopping to lave and nip on each nipple. Ivy's arms around Dessles neck pull him forward as WP lifts her closer. He finds himself up against her back her ass cheeks cradling his cock. She gasps at this new contact but turns her head to kiss him again. Dessles begins to slowly, enter Ivy from a new entrance but waits for the approval to continue this way while caressing Ivy while waiting on what to do with a small twinkle of anticipation in his eyes. WP still penetrating Ivy with a lust born in a beast’s heart causing her body to rub Dessles head just a tiny bit of friction. The contact making Ivy groan, the new sensation so new and different Ivy reaches for WPs shoulders and pulls herself aginst his chest. In doing so her back entrance becomes even more accessible. A solid look from WP as he wraps his arms around her let's Dessles know he can try. Dessles begins to gently enter while pressing Ivy deeper into a single long gasp until made one in a shattering explosion of sense and completion. WP slows as Ivy begins to quiver in his arms letting Dessles enter slowly. WP pets her back and head trying to keep her calm and relaxed while holding Dessles gaze. More awareness is creeping back into his eyes; it seemed remembrance of the past was returning. As Dessles crown pops past her first ring she freezes waiting for her body to adjust. The hiss of pleasure and the squeeze of her inner muscles signal they can both continue. The speed slows at first to allow her time to adjust to being so full. Dessles matching the pace of WP until moving a pace that is sending Ivy through different colors of fire and water upon what she sees when her eyes close in bliss through each shattering release at an exhausting rate yet not wanting it to stop. WP begins to growl deep within his chest the added vibration sends Ivy trying to crawl up him the sensation almost too much. His grip around her middle holds her in place as he ravages her to his climax. His howl and her screams echo into the night. Dessles matches climax at almost the same time right after Ivy tightens around him pushing him over the edge matching the tone of the moment. Dessles billows a large sigh of fatigue while detaching himself to rest while allowing WP and Ivy to cuddle. As Dessles moves away WP sinks to his knees Ivy drops her feet to stay standing, she takes hold of WPs face looking deep into his eyes. "I heard you my mate. I know you are in there." But there is no response. He has receded again. Pulling him close to her she lets herself down to the ground to lie next to him and also close to Dessles. "Thank you. But he just isn't there..." Her words trail off into quiet sobs. WP begins to lick her clean and as intimate as the act is there is no heat in it. He is simply cleaning her. This only adds to her pain.