The TLK Speakeasy: Finale (complete)

The speakeasy below the house is much bigger than I thought - it’s like a mini-mansion underneath a cozy little house. There’s enough space for everyone, including a bar, several bedrooms, and a handful of luxurious bathrooms. There is also a huge kitchen, where I help at mealtimes.

“I’m still shocked by this place,” I say to Delly one evening after supper. Everyone is lounging around, relaxing and drinking at the bar. The atmosphere is one of comfort, rather than the hushed anxiety I had expected. 

“My dad built it years ago, when interspecies relationships were still illegal. He hid me and Ostivo down here, along with his mom.” He gives me a sorrowful look. “My mom had already…” He trails off. I take hold of his hand and kiss his knuckles.

“Anyway, my dad built this place to protect us, and soon he started helping others. The Father saved my dad’s life and kept him out of prison, so I’ve allowed him to use this place ever since. He grew it, making it not just an escape, but a home.” He smiles at me, rubbing my back and then placing a kiss on my cheek. “You think you can help take care of it?”

“Oh, for sure!” I answer brightly.

There’s a knock on the door above, and Delly answers it. He lets in a young woman, who looks frightened and breathless. She whispers to Delly, who hands her down into the crowd to be taken care of.

“The raid has started,” Delly whispers to me. “She said it wasn’t just cops, but Arkane’s own men casing the TLK.”

I take in a deep, terrified breath. “What’s going to happen?”

“Hopefully, they’ll find nothing. Father is there protecting it, as well as some of the residents.” He looks out over the crowd. “Hopefully, no one will get hurt.”

I wring my hands in worry. I picture the True Love’s Kiss in flames, burning to the ground. I couldn’t bear such a thing. “Arkane and his men don’t care for anything except what lines their pockets. How can we be so sure they won’t do something horrible?”

“That’s why we took up an offering,” Delly smirks. “We pooled some money to bribe Arkane’s men. Hopefully, that will buy us some safety.” He breathes out heavily, obviously still worried, and pulls me into his arms again. “Right now, all we can do is wait until we get word.”

I rest my head on his arm and close my eyes.

Delly is called away not long after that. To keep up appearances, we’ve been staying in the house, so I remain there when he leaves. Vincente keeps me company. He makes a pot of coffee, and we cuddle up on the sofa.

“You’re not worried, are you?” Vincente smiles down at me. His snakes are curled up on his head, sleeping peacefully.

I sigh heavily and lean my head back, looking up at the ceiling. “Of course I’m worried. How could I not be? There are so many things that could happen out there tonight.”

“Some good,” Vincente tries to reassure me. 

“Lots bad,” I grumble.

Vincente cocks his head to the side. “What’s this side of you?” He touches my cheek. “You were so gung-ho before, but now it feels like some of that has dimmed.” He slips his fingers under my chin. “Don’t tell me you’ve let some of that power go.”

I lean into his touch, following his fingertips until I am close to him. I accept his kiss, melting into it as he lays me down on the sofa. His snakes begin to stir and they move forward, peppering my face with tiny kisses as Vincente’s lips go down my neck.

“No, of course not,” I grunt. “I’m just worrying now.”

Vincente rises and looks down at me. “Is there a reason it’s weighing so heavy on you, Myra?”

I take in a shaky breath. “For once in my life…” My voice breaks. “For once… I feel like I have a family, and I don’t want to lose it.”

Vincente’s expression is soft as he gently dabs away the tears on my cheeks. “We will always be your family, Myra. You don’t need to worry about losing us. We will always be here for you, no matter what may happen.”

I touch his face, smoothing my fingertips under his eyes. His bright yellow scales feel silky to the touch, almost like little gemstones nestled together. 

“We are all family at the True Love’s Kiss. A lot of us are just like you, Myra.” His voice is so warm and affectionate, it truly helps calm my nerves. He lays down, snuggling to me on the sofa. “I never knew my family, either. I was always kept as a servant. No one looked at me the way I wanted. I never got that until Father saved me.”

I furrow my brow. “Who is Father?” I ask. “I keep hearing about him, and yet I never see him.”

“You’ll meet him,” Vincente says. “He’s just been busy.”

Sometime later, Delly returns. He looks a bit breathless, but otherwise he seems hopeful. “Good, you’re still awake.”

“How is everything?” I blurt.

Vincente jumps to his feet. “Is everything all right? How is Father?”

“Whoa, whoa,” Delly laughs, holding up his hands. “Give me a second here.” He sniffs the air. “Is that coffee?”

Vincente narrows his eyes and all his snakes rise up at once. “You’ll get some when you tell us what the hell is happening!”

Delly laughs.”Father is fine,” he says. “You should know that. He was able to sneak out with Arkane’s men.”

“Arkane’s men?” I stare hard at him. “What do you mean he snuck out with them?”

“He’s going to go talk to Arkane,” Delly says simply.

“This is crazy!” Vincente blurts. “When the hell did he plan this shit?”

Delly shrugs, untucking his shirt and removing his tie. “I’ve learned to trust him when he does these things.”

Vincente scoffs. “He thinks he can just waltz in and talk to Arkane like it’s nothing? He’s going to get himself killed.”

“Give the man some credit,” Delly tries to calm him. “Now where is that coffee?”

After Delly gets a cup of coffee, he goes and delivers the news to the rest of the waiting crowd. Arkane’s men went into the True Love’s Kiss first, which was when Father mingled into them. He persuaded them to take the bribe money, and they left. Afterwards, the cops came in. When they were unable to find anything, they planted evidence, which was when Delly was called in. Delly was able to pass information off to the True Love’s Kiss lawyers, which led to the arrested individuals being freed from custody.

“It’s still a mess,” Delly explains. “But it will be easy to clean up. Once things settle, we’ll be able to return home safe and sound.”

The hushed anxiety I expected earlier seems to settle on the crowd. A wave of murmurs goes around the room. Father is so important to these people. He’s a whole world to them. I can understand why they are so afraid for his well-being. 

“Hold on, everyone,” Vincente announces. “I think this is cause for celebration, don’t you?” He looks around the room with a smile on his face. “If we can win this battle, imagine what else we can accomplish. Father has taught us many things about coping with our lives. I say we take this moment and remember it forever. All of us are here! Let’s make the most of it.”

I glance towards Delly. “What’s he talking about?” I whisper.

Delly smirks down at me. “A celebration, of course.” He pulls me close to his side. “The End of the Labyrinth is an age-old festival. The Minotaurs started it, and it has become a tradition at the True Love’s Kiss.”

“But what is it?” I say with a soft smile. 

“A celebration of life, a communion of bodies.” Delly smirks at me. “Something you might call an orgy, little Myra.”

My eyes pop open and my jaw drops. “Oh!” I let my lips hang in a large ‘O’ shape. “Ya’ll do that sort of thing?” I manage to sputter between giggles.

“It’s time to come together and renew our love for one another,” Vincente says and I notice the crowd begin to weave together. “We have come to the end of the labyrinth, the sun is bright and the air is crisp. Breathe in, and exhale the breath of your kindred.” Vincente turns and smiles at me. “I still owe you a proper thank-you, little lamb.”

My cheeks burn red-hot as Vincente approaches me.

“Hold on.” Veronica comes up behind me, capturing my hips and pulls me towards her. “You know how I have been waiting for this one.”

“You know I have, too,” Vincente smirks. “It’s a good thing we can all share.” He steps in close beside Delly, wrapping his arm around him. “Now, where is the lovely Ostivo?”

“He’s waiting in the blue room,” Veronica says. She tugs on my hand. “Come, the lot of you. We have much to do.”

I am led away to the blue room, where already there are people in the beds are taking comfort in one another. I look around, seeing bodies connected, moaning, sighing. I watch a couple with a wide eyes, salivating a little as I watch his cock drive deep inside her. Another man joins them, slipping inside the first man.

“Oh, wow,” I breathe. I am yanked onto another bed and laid among the pillows. Sitting up, I see I am surrounded by hungry predators, and I truly like it. A huge smile blooms across my face as I sit in anticipation for what is to come.

Veronica takes me into her arms, laying my back against her chest while my clothes are removed. Her hands move over my body, touching every inch she can find. I am burning under the eyes watching me, especially as Veronica’s long fingers press between my folds and plunge inside me. My nectar spills down her fingers as she moves them.

“Here,” Vincente climbs onto the bed. “Let me help with this mess.” He kneels before me as if praying, kissing down my chest until he licks Veronica’s fingers and my slit. I cry out, and my thighs tremble as his tongue swirls around my clit. 

“She’s squeezing tighter when you do that.” Veronica moans. 

“I bet you like that,” Vincente laughs. He kisses my folds, suckling on them before he returns his tongue to my sensitive bud. “She tastes wonderful.”

Veronica pulls out her fingers and licks them clean. Vincente’s tongue slips inside me, writhing about and coaxing more bleats and pants from my lips. Vincente sits up and laps at the corners of his mouth. “Give her to me, Vern.”

Veronica turns me around, pressing my face against her chest. Behind me, Vincente gets closer, and I can feel his long dick slide between my cheeks. I mewl against Veronica’s skin as he thrusts against me, teasing me.

“Here.” Veronica guides my hands to where her abdomen meets Vincente’s upper body. My fingers slip inside her, finding a slick, cool channel. Veronica moans, and Vincente sinks inside me. I bite my lip, letting my voice rumble in my throat as Vincente goes deep inside me. “She does squeeze.” His laugh is breathless. His fingers dig into my wide hips as he makes himself at home inside me. “I can see why these minotaurs love her.”

“Don’t just splash in the shallow end,” Delly snarls to him. “She’s going to want you deeper than that.” He slaps Vincente’s ass, which makes him push hard inside. He fills me all the way to my cervix, and I let out a loud, bleating cry. 

“See?” Delly laughs. “That’s how she likes it.”

Vincente seethes and grinds himself deep inside me. “I think I could lose my mind.”

All around me, I can hear the moans and cries of the others partaking in the festival. The loudest voice I can hear, though, is Vincente’s. His ragged breathing matches the sway of his hips. The cool touch of his scales against my ass makes me tremble all the more.

“It’s obvious you’re used to receiving,” Veronica teases him. “You act like a virgin while you’re inside her.”

“Well, excuse me!” he pants. He stills for a moment, and I can feel him trembling inside. “I like feeling like a virgin. It’s good.”

Veronica chuckles. “Why don’t we give you something you’re used to, then?”

I see Ostivo come up behind Vincente. He grabs Vincente by the waist, pulling him back a bit. Ostivo grunts, his expression strained as he takes Vincente from behind. The sound Vincente makes is one of pleasure and shock.

“Easy, big boy!” he cries in elation. He falls on top of me. “Myra, how do you take this minotaur?”

“Oh, like you and Ostivo have never done this,” Veronica scoffs. “Come here, Delly, so you’re not alone.”

Delly moves in close, slipping his cock into Veronica’s mouth. Ostivostarts to move, which makes Vincente move. He drives into me while Ostivo drives into him. I can hear the wet slap of the lube he’s using, as well as Vincente’s cries of pleasure. “I’m losing my mind,” Vincente pants. “This is too good!”

“My turn.” Delly pulls from Veronica’s lips. He trades places with Ostivo, who wipes himself clean. Delly pulls Vincente away and pushes him down into the bed. Ostivo takes me, setting me in his lap so I am lying against his chest. I look down, watching as he disappears inside me. I grunt, biting my lip as he slowly bounces me in his lap.

I watch Vincente and Delly, aroused by the sight of them. Delly’s hips push deeply, while Vincente’s expression is one of drooling arousal. I squeeze tight around Ostivo’s cock, breathing heavily. His strong hands grope my chest while he bites my shoulder.

Vincente’s cock erupts, spilling white pearls all over the blue sheets. His cries ring out through the room and he gulps down deep breaths. Delly pulls from him, and his cock spills over Vincente’s back. He looks at me with a smirk.

I tremble, clamping down hard around Ostivo. My first orgasm rocks me to my core, sending me into shivers. I grip down hard on his thighs, bleating loudly as my cream rolls down his shaft. Ostivo’s own release is sudden, and the heat that floods me makes my back arch.

Veronica licks me clean, drinking all of Ostivo’s semen. We all rest before we start again. Others join us, including a manticore with two cocks. He mounts me, filling both my holes. It is a pleasure I have yet to try. I watch as Delly comes inside Veronica, and I clean her as she cleaned me. I suck Vincente’s cock until he comes down my throat, and the manticore still takes his time with me.

The night goes on this way, and once dawn arrives I am exhausted beyond reason. I curl up between Ostivo and Delly, with Vincente on my chest. The world is calm and quiet as the soft breaths of the True Love’s Kiss all commingle. 

I stir slightly, waking to see a man come into the room and look around at all the people. He is tall and handsome, wearing all black. He looks at me with a smile and waves. “Don’t get up,” he says gently. “I’m just checking to make sure everyone is OK.”

I rub my eyes and lean towards the foot of the bed. “Are you Father?”

He rubs the top of my head. “I’ve been wanting to meet you, Myra,” he whispers. “Thank you for all that you’ve done for us.”

I lean into his palm and let out a soft sigh. “I would do it again if I could.”

Father grins. “Get some rest. I’m sure the End of the Labyrinth was exhausting.” He watches me as I lay back down. “I’ll be here. No worries.”

I fall asleep again, nestled warmly between the people I love most.

Delly and I get married once the True Love’s Kiss opens again. We get married in the light of the stained glass windows with everyone in attendance. We keep the speakeasy open, where I work most of the time. 

I continue to take care of my dates, but as time passes I wind up spending more time with Delly, Ostivo, Vincente, and Veronica. The Blue Room becomes my favorite place, and I often spend the most time there with my loved ones.

When I find out I’m pregnant, it’s not a surprise. I take a break, and soon it becomes apparent I am going to have quite the litter. My belly gets so big I have to go on bedrest. Luckily, the birth with some help from Veronica, I easily give birth to twins - little white Minotaurs with black noses and ears, and tiny pink hands. Both are girls, and they instantly become the apples of Delly and Ostivo’s eyes. Barely a day old, the twins are already spoiled. They are given the names Lysea and Selene.

Everyone from the True Love’s Kiss donates something to the nursery, and the girls are never wanting for clothes or toys. As they grow up, they join a school with the rest of the kids from the True Love’s Kiss.

Time moves so fast, and I soon see my daughters married. I also see the True Love’s Kiss fade away for a time, but it does not stay gone long. My own grandson, Claude, resurrects it with his own hands. My daughter, Lysea, marries Father’s son. I am proud that my family is able to make the True Love’s Kiss the dream it always was.