Beastmen Love-Chapter 130: Dance Storm

Lee is feeling overwhelmed with everything. He found out his powers, and he remembers Astri supporting him all the way. He doesn’t even mind that the others are around and pulls her to give her a deep and juicy kiss.

He carries her and flies away quickly.

"You all can’t hold yourselves.." Galion rolls his eyes, and then flies away to guard the perimeter where Lee brought Astri.

Lee holds Astri on a tree, hides her with his wings, and kissing her lips and neck.

"You made me the strongest feathered beastmen ever.. You’re amazing.. Ah.." He says, and groans and he feels her grinding on his length.

He removes her panties and then slips himself inside of her, pressing his eyes together because her insides were so hot, and moaning because she was so ready for him already.

"You were so wet for me.. You’re so hot and delicious."

"It’s your doing.. Ah! You were so handsome, and hot, controlling the wind." She moans her answer.

He smiles and keeps pumping inside of her until they’re both done. After bringing her to bathe in a river, he flies with her in his arms but he doesn’t land near the others. He just signalized them they should keep on with the travel.

"That chicken... It was my turn and I was looking for doing it today or tomorrow." Tyr growls.

"Try to understand the moment." Wayde chuckles.

They all shift again and keep on traveling running on the ground. Wayde uses his powers to learn from everything around if there’s any danger or something for them to worry about. Tyr is feeling a bit oppressed by Zin, Wayde and Lee knowing their powers and he being the only of her spouses in this quest that doesn’t know his powers yet.

End of afternoon they arrive at the construction, but they decide to build a camp for them to spend the night and have everything settle for Astri to rest. As they sit around the fire, Astri noticed that Tyr was too quiet, so he decided to move and fill his mind with something else.

Since he was a King before, he inherited the need of making sure every detail is running smoothly. He goes patrolling and checking the perimeter with the guards to make sure everything is safe.

"You can’t hide from me, love." He hears as he’s walking back to the camping.

He looks to his side, and sees his beloved spouse. He smiles and goes to her.

"What are you doing here by yourself?" He asks, and wraps his arms around her waist to bring her closer to kiss her lips.

"Check on you, mighty lion. What is bothering you?" She answers after kissing him.

He sighs, but feeling a bit ashamed that she notices everything and no male likes that their female notice a weak moment of them.

"You’re too watchful.."

"It’s because I love you. I know you more than anyone else and I love you more than anyone else. Of course I’ll watch where my heart is going."

He hugs her tightly, with a great sense of being drowned with her love. He’s grateful that he was this lucky to meet her. He left everything behind for a greater cause, and also because his heart is hers too. The sense of being loved back is more than amazing.

"Come. Let me show you something." She says and pulls his by his hand.

They go deep in the forest, where the canopy stretched endlessly towards the sky. Palm trees and other kinds of trees are tall, but they can still see the starry sky and the big full moon. Sometimes it gets darker because the clouds hides the moon for a few moments.

Astri, whose connection to the elements was as intuitive as it was profound, sensed the teachable moment before them. She feels Tyr’s energy and knows exactly what he’s being directed to after mimicking his energy.

"Do you know how the storms are made?" She asks him.

"No. Probably water and wind."

"You’re not wrong."

She calls him closer and gestured to the sky, where dark clouds gathered, painting a dramatic backdrop.

"Do you see how the sky darkens, Tyr? It’s the dance of warm and cold air meeting." She says.

Tyr, with his majestic mane catching hints of the dying moonlight, turned his attention to Astri, his expression a mixture of curiosity and awe. His amazement matched only by his eagerness to understand the forces that shaped their world, nodded.

His eyes followed the swirling masses above, the first flickers of lightning illuminating the clouds from within, a silent yet powerful testament to the storm’s growing intensity.

"The storm forms when warm air from the earth rises and meets the cooler air above," Astri continued, her hands tracing the invisible paths of rising air currents. "This clash creates a battlefield in the sky, where the warm air must rise, cool, and condense, forming clouds that grow heavy with rain." She’s explaning in a way he will understand.

Astri’s other spouses and guards get near them, because they were watching that different storm forming and they were worried about Astri, but then they see that storm was being created by Astri, so they stopped and only watched mesmerized.

Tyr’s gaze intensified, his mind absorbing the words as his eyes witnessed the formation of the storm. The distant rumble of thunder added a timbre of urgency to Astri’s lesson, punctuating her explanation with nature’s own emphasis.

That long distance rumble ignited something inside of him.

"And lightning." Astri said, pausing to ensure Tyr’s undivided attention was captured not just by her words but by the spectacle unfolding above them. "It’s the sky’s way of balancing the charge. As the storm clouds churn, they separate into regions of positive and negative charges. When the difference becomes too great, energy is released in the form of lightning, heating the air around it rapidly."

Tyr watched in fascination as a brilliant bolt of lightning cleaved the sky, its jagged path followed by the deep, resonant boom of thunder.

"The thunder we hear is the air expanding rapidly from the lightning’s heat, then contracting. It’s like the sky is speaking, telling the story of the storm’s power." Astri explained, her voice competing with the thunder’s echo.

The electric charge in the air resonated with something primal within him, a call to embrace the storm that brewed not just in the clouds above but within his very soul.

Lightning forked across the sky, a dazzling display of nature’s raw power. It was in this moment, amidst the roar of thunder and the relentless assault of the rain, that Tyr felt the stirrings of a power he had never known.

A bolt of lightning, brilliant and terrifying, struck the ground mere feet from where he stood, its impact sending a shockwave through the earth.

While the others were shocked by that. Astri only watched and let Tyr find himself in that experience, and rather than fear, Tyr felt exhilaration, a sense of kinship with the storm that raged around him. Instinctively, he raised his head, issuing a roar that rivaled the thunder, a declaration of his presence to the storm.

As if in answer, another bolt of lightning struck, this time closer, its electric energy crackling in the air. Tyr could feel it, the raw power of the storm, coursing through him, filling him with a strength that was both exhilarating and terrifying. With a sudden clarity, he realized he could harness this power, bend it to his will.

Focusing his mind, Tyr summoned the lightning, feeling it respond to his call. It danced around him, an electric ballet that illuminated the jungle in flashes of blue and white. With a thought, he directed the lightning, guiding it to strike a towering tree, splitting it asunder in a display of his newfound might.

As the storm began to abate, Tyr sensed the shift in the air, the return to calm. He knew that this discovery changed everything. He can not only summon the lightning, he can create it within him. And the next strike he created by himself without Astri’s powers involved.

That amazed everyone, because it’s such a powerful strike that it exploded the tree trunk and made it fall. The lighting and thunder shook their insides and that wasn’t something anything or anyone can do to them.

Tyr laughs, amazed by his own capacity and with the warm and tickling powers within him. He looks at Astri, who had a proud smile on her face, and he understands now that she always knew what was his power and she did all that only to help him find his path. She served not only as his guide but as a bridge.

He gets closer to her, and hugs her again with a sense of purpose renewed. Now he’s her true guardian. Now he’s a true Guardian of Nature, and his path to grow stronger is now open.