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Alliance by Necessity {darkest_fate & Vanein}

There were more than enough sweets at the moment for Felicity's appetites. Including Aelius, the tiefling thought cheerfully, not to give himself too much credit as he watched Felicity munch on the sweet biscuits. Aelius was hoping she could make time for him sometimes in that busy schedule of hers...and, well...he liked the idea of Tawny and Felicity in theory, but he had a feeling such a thing would be well outside of his ability to keep up with. Tawny could effortlessly lift him up and handle him and while that sounded appealing trying to keep up with both of them could be more taxing than he was prepared for. On the other hand...

Varrik just shook his head, practically able to read his mind there. Adrian was taking some stew while Luc looked pleased at Felicity's cheery compliment. "Have anything you like, much as you want," he said absently, not realizing that perhaps this could be interpreted several different ways by Felicity and that some of it could be detrimental to a good night's sleep later. Varrik pouted a bit at that, playfully as he nudged the roguish Tiefling.

"You clearly haven't met the right noble girls...Waterdeep's got the right ones," he said confidently. "Cailan could tell stories!"

"Of course, we could steal some hearts," Aelius piped up, munching on a biscuit himself, nibbling the crumbs off his lips while his tail flexed.

"GNOLLS and magic!" Luc echoed as he tried to pilot the ship they were all on towards its intended course, no mean feat when so many were attempting to grab the wheels. "Thank you, Tawny. As you say, we should weaken them with range, while we provide lines of defense around them...likewise, Nia's correct. Aelius can fight with us thanks to his spiritual weapon. He's also, how do I put this, NOT going to waste it by summoning a giant paddle."

"Awwww..."

"Until we're out of danger anyways," Luc finished. "Adrian and I can handle the front and mid-lines, Varrik and Felicity as a unit unto themselves would be effective. A sfor the- " he stopped short, not convinced he'd heard Zafah right. "...Come again?" He asked.

Varrik lifted an eyebrow, Adrian looking over in surprise, Aelius just cheerfully cocking his head. "Don't go for gnolls, sorry!" he said, before Varrik elbowed his ribs lightly.

Hearing Zafah out, the men exchanged surprised looks, Lucian having to admit that this made....a bizarre amount of sense in a strange way. "So...pragmatic sex? I...can't say this is a strategy we've ever tried."

"Speak for yourself."

"Shut UP, Aelius." The Tiefling proceeded to dodge a chucked piece of cookware, Luc ignoring him to watch Zafah. "...Nobody is getting a gnoll like...that, at all."

Yeah, least of all us," Varrik muttered. "...It's a point. We don't know if there're female gnolls that might even go after us. Don't know if anyone wants that."

"I don't know, Cailan and Lysander might," Adrian muttered, Lucian ignoring them again.

"...Only if you're certain," he said. "I don't want to force anyone into anything they're not comfortable with- " he looked at Felicity. "...Let me direct that to the other three of you. What's Zafah's saying...makes sense, I'll confess."
 
It sounded like they were more or less on the same page regarding tactics, which was definitely a good thing overall. The Renegades agreed with Luc, Tawny, and certainly Nia on all those various aspects. Of course, that talk was kind of pushed to the background first in general, then more in specific as talk went right back around to sex, which, let's face it, wasn't ever far from Felicity's mind just as a general rule (which then had this fun tendency to creep into the rest of the Renegades as well).

"Pragmatic sex," agreed Zafah, nodding her head as she took another drag. She gestured. "We already know Tawny produces some pheromones or shit, particularly with people she fucks. Half of our group has sex magic, and gods know what the shit is going on with Felicity," she flicked her fingers. "If Adrian's got even a bit of that whole orcish drive thing," she looked to Nia, who just flushed, "then his seed would probably directly compete with monsters. I'd take a three-quarters---" she frowned, doing math. "Wait, half human, one quarter orc, one quarter elf? Damn, that's a fucked up kid. Still better than the gnoll variant," she took another drag.

"Is this, like, a plan for an orgy or something?" asked Felicity, tail flicking, "'cuz I think that's kinda on the list, but I was thinkin' there would be a lot more pillows an' prolly less people i plan on hangin' around with for a long time...?"

"Ah, I, um, I, ah, like, I mean, I understand--the general, um, idea," offered Nia, "but, ah, I couldn't---not with, ah, I mean, maybe with some, but, ah, not all, and---"

Zafah took another drag. "Look, I'm not trying to force people to fuck each other, but I'm just saying," she also pointed at Tawny, "you almost went nuts; Nia almost had a breakdown, and my magic nearly went haywire. So, like, preemptive sex isn't that fucking bad," she took another drag. "And if Tawny's all worked up, I can just fuck her, and Felicity can take two or three guys. Gods knows she's already game for it..."

Tawny flicked her tail, considering. She looked over the various Wolves, her gaze appraising, almost selective. She supposed she could just take Zafah up on the idea, or even go find a gnoll if it came down to it. "I'll need some time to think about it," she said, tail flicking again, "and we need someone to scout to make sure the gnolls didn't move forward in the night."

"Sure, whatever," Zafah waved, before looking at the others. "I'm assuming Felicity wants some strange, so either you," she pointed at Adrian, "or you," Luc, "gets to figure that shit out. Nia gets whoever she fucking wants, and I'll take whomever's left," she took a drag again.

Felicity leaned over to whisper to Nia: "Aelius has a nice curve, but Varrik's reeeal thick an' good with his tongue. Don't spoil Adrian for me yet," she nearly giggled, tail flicking, obviously more than a little too eager about this.
 
Luc was pleased to note the synergy between groups. When they were able to get to brass tacks, they seemed to have a terrific synergy. It was something to be immensely thankfuly for, in fact, with the roughness at points thus far. Of course, however, things went back to sex as it must inevitably, it seemed. He wondered if their group hadn't been touched by Sune...alright, Cailan probably would have something to do with that if he and lysander were there...but, it wasn't like there was anything wrong with that. "Pragmatic sex," he echoed Zafah, taking a smile to hide an incredulous smile.

"...Yeah, Zafah's got a point," Lucian said, his voice with a quiet tone of authority while he looked to the others. "I mean, it sounds strange, but she's right on this."

"I'm not complaining." Aelius said cheerfully with a shrug. "The thigns we do for the mission, hn?"

"I don't think anyone's complaining here," agreed varrik. "Look, weird situation, but we'll make the best of it. Nobody's being forced into anything, right, lads?"

"Agreed," Adrian said as they looked among one another. "If it keeps people safe, then...it's not really much to do. And like Zafah said, we know tawny has pheromones...as for my..." he trailed off with a cough. "Yes, thank you," he said.

"Oh, look, guess we need to use Adrian a lot," Aelius said brightly, before he looked between them. "Wait...okay, Felicity is the living incarnation of amazing sex magic, Zafah uses it...who else...?"

"Is THAT important right now?" Varrik muttered. "Let's just focus, make this comfortable for everyone..." He glanced at Nia. "Nobody's forcing ya," he said while Lucian cleared his throat.

"Well, people should make their own decisions. I don't think we should be drawing straws on something like this..." he tried to ignore Zafah's statement on Tawny, keeping himself looking between them as Tawny appraised the wolves. "Take all the time you need...." Adrian and Luc traded glances at mention of all that.

"Well," Adrian said. "...Felicity, Nia, that's down to you."

"Oh, we're leftovers," Aelius said. "Welllll, I can live with this!" He threw his hands up cheerfully. Lucian shook his head.

"...Nia, if you're not comfortable, you don't have to," he added quickly.
 
"More like the people we do for the mission," teased Zafah, her eye sparking a bit as she looked over the various Wolves. now that she thought about it, she'd actually had more experience with them than most of the other Renegades, save for maybe Felicity. She wasn't quite as into the whole sexual experimentation thing as the overly eager tiefling, but she still could enjoy various partners and the like. She did have to wonder about Nia, who seemed uncomfortable but, well, not entirely unwilling. The fact that the elf could essentially choose probably helped.

But after Felicity. "Dibs on orc cock!" she said, almost too excited as she bounded up to Adrian, grinning. She'd seemed to have forgotten the tension of the previous night, likely in her almost primal hunger for more dick. It almost seemed like her eyes glowed for a few moments there, particularly as they raked over the half-orc's impressive form. Judging by how happy Nia had been... oh, should Felicity be worried about that?

Nah. Nia could get over it. "oh, oh, you could, like, pretend to be this big, bad orc barbarian who wants to fill my tiefling pussy up with cum to make me your maaate~" she almost cooed, letting out a giggle that bordered on maniacal, her tail swishing up so she worked it with both hands, almost looking like she wanted to start gnawing on it. It did at least vaguely occur to her that she might be doing the exact thing Adrian had accused her of but, well, she was just self-involved enough not to care.

"You two created a monster," teased Zafah, pointing at Aelius and Varrik, as if their actions in deflowering the tiefling had been the cause, and not Felicity both being Felicity and actually getting what she wanted.

"I want Luc!" Nia blurted, realizing that despite all their kind words she probably did have to choose. She realized both what she said and how she said it, and went an absolutely vibrant pink that almost made her seem to glow. "I mean, ah, I um, we should, like, um, decide, and, ah, I was---um, I mean, I could---I don't want people to feel left out or--ah, we don't, ah, have to or,---" she looked about ready to hyperventalate, and Zafah stepped over.

"Hey, Nia, babe, it's fine. You don't have to do anything," the half-elf said, moving to lightly kiss her friend on the cheek. "It's just a suggestion, okay? We'll protect you. If you wanna just stay here and hold Luc's hand or something, that's fine. Fuck, you could just sit here and talk about gods or---" she looked, realizing that Tawny had already stalked off to do her own thing which meant... fuck.

Zafah met Aelius' gaze for a few moments, fighting a shiver she felt run through her spine. For a moment, she almost swore she could feel her other eye, that ghost sensation a reminder. But... well, he wasn't the asshole; he'd been great with Felicity at the least, and she'd be lying if she didn't admit to feeling attracted. "Both," she said, pointing, "so we're all involved. You," she pointed at Aelius, "hand only. I'm not---ready for anything else, no matter how amazing it is. You," she pointed to Varrik, "can choose. Take it or leave it." Because she could, and would, go hunt down Tawny.

The half-tabaxi had ventured a little ahead, leaving the talk of sex. She felt... a little guilty about it. They likely thought she hated sex or something when ,if anything, the opposite was true. She found herself lost in thought, trying to figure out how to communicate that. She just... didn't quite feel the drive, the urge. Maybe she really should challenge one or more of them to a fight. But, well, it didn't look like Varrik or Aelius would be able to keep up, even if they were apparently quite good at sex. She may take them in the Heat, but they weren't quite what she'd look for otherwise. Luc and Adrian were closer, but there was so much tension there, and some if it obviously needed to be worked out.

Tawny sighed, ears flicking as she took in her surroundings. She'd work through it eventually, or maybe just have Zafah work through it for her: the half-elf was remarkably savvy and efficient when left to her own devices.
 
There was more than one eyeroll at Zafah's statement and gleaming eye. "As far as jests go, that was the obvious one," Varrik remarked. The memory of the previous evening came back, though, and the exquisite taste of the gruff elf. He shot Zafah a teasing grin. "Well, for the sake of the mission, then? I think we can...work something out, no? Right, Aels?"

"Wellll, compromise is what makes a good partnership!" Aelius said cheerfully. "Of course, the dear Lady Nia can choose whoever she likes!" HE glanced over in Tawny's direction. "...And she's officially still thinkig of it?" He asked curiously, cocking his crimson head as he flicked his tail.

Before anyone else could say a word, Felicity pounced like an oversexed blue cat upon a well-endowed green mouse. Adrina blinked rapidly at how she jumped over to him. Her gaze was a borderline chain- she wasn't just devouring the eye candy, this Tiefling was having herself a whole banquet with those eyes...and well, Adrian was an impressive specimen with a great body and a handsome face. "Technically...it's half...orc...okay, fine, fantasies." He was a bit taken aback by the 'big bad, orc barbarian' fantasy, but Aelius slapped his leg with his tail and Adrian grinned nervously.

"...Yeah, um...we can...work with...if it's okay with...everyone else here...?" he looked over, half seeking permission, half seeking salvation. None was forthcoming from Aelius and Varriik, Aelius folding his arms.

"AHEM, Zafah, I will not have this lain at my poor feet! We have not affected her behavior one bit, the only thing different about her is the name!"

"And the knowledge," Varrik said fondly, Aelius cleared his throat.

"My POINT remains! That leaves- "

They paused to see Nia, Luc pointing at himself. "M-me?" He asked, slighty befuddled. "I'm...flattered, whatever Nia wants!" He saw her nervousness and focused, doing his best not to look at Zafah, Nia...and certainly not in the direction Tawny had gone...seeing Nia's obvious nervousness made him try to, as they said, man up. He offered his best smile. "....Whatever you're comfortable with...and not anything else," he said. "We could just have some more tea and sit back for...everything."

At her pointing at Aelius and Varrik, the two looked at one another and shrugged. "We're in," both said at once. Aelius smiled and raised his hand. "Hand only! ....wait, me using it, or you...I mean, I'm fine regardless, don't get me wrong, just to define parameters!"

"Yep, we're in," Varrik said, looking over at Tawny...it was Luc who voiced it first.

"Is Tawny going to be alright?" He asked with some hesitation there. "Before we get started, I just...want to make certain."
 
"Yeah, I'm not sure she's actually hearing you right now, Adrian," Zafah pointed out, cocking a brow as she looked over at the blue tiefling. She actually wasn't sure which was more comical: the tiefling who looked about ready to mount the poor half-orc then and there, or the flushing, flustered elf who looked about ready to scurry behind her big, paladin protector at the first sign of trouble. Zafah almost felt sorry for the three of them left out of that particular loop.

You know, if it wasn't for one little detail. Zafah snorted: "She wasn't this bad."

"Well, she's actually always been a little, um, randy," offered Nia, fighting a giggle as Felicity clearly was just barely paying attention, her gaze focused on Adrian (more specifically trailing down his body), while she mumbled something about having her tiefling pussy utterly destroyed by thick, green cock.

"Who's side are you on?" the half-elf demanded.

"Peace, it's in my class," replied the elf cheerily. "Also the truth, in this case," she flashed a quick smile which had Zafah mumbling, before looking the rest over. "oh, Tawny should be quite fine on her own. She's the strongest and arguably most capable of our group. She, ah, also does this from time to time."

"And sometimes she comes back with stuff leaking out of places," said Felicity, who apparently focused just enough on the conversation to add that. She then turned right back to Adrian, pursing her lips. "You're, like, a fighter right? Can you action surge and go multiple times? Oh, is it true what they say about an orc's endless endurance? I kinda wanna try that out---"

Nia, having experienced that first hand and likely having added to it, pinked slightly as she coughed delicately into a fist. "Right, ah, if that's all settled," she looked, "we only really have the one tent available, and it's not properly sized for more than a few people---"

"And it sounds like Felicity's planning on getting wild, so it sounds like it's yours," offered Zafah shrugging. She looked around for a moment, considering before nodding. "Right then, the two who definitely aren't dating can come with me, and we'll head that way," she jerked toward where she'd gone off with Varrik the previous night, "Adrian, drag the horny bluecherry off the other direction, possibly literally."

"She does like her horns pulled," admitted Nia, though she sounded tentative.

Felicity just gave out a slightly horny giggle, biting her lip as she looked up at Adrian, again looking every inch the horny teenager she literally was.

"And I think that's it all settled?"

Of course, Zafah was tactfully leaving off the half-tabaxi, who was busy trying to burn some of her excess energy as she surged forward. She figured she could clear out an area, prowling a little. She did give off a slight natural musk that most senses couldn't pick up, possibly enhanced in her current state. Mix that with some active hunting, and she should create a nice space for everyone to do their thing, as well as letting off her own energy. She slunk silently, every bit the predator she was at the core.
 
Adrian was trying not to look too flustered. The half-orc was rather used to things getting randy and wild, but Felicity was like a sapphire hurricane of sexual aggression, complete with eager smile and threshing tail. It was just a bit to get used to, and she was all but leaping upon him right there, the half-orc grinning nervously at Zafah. "Umm...is there like a ...trigger phrase someone's installed in her? Just to get her to slightly calm down and...take it easy? No? I'll...do my best...how much stamina does she have- " he began as Varrik and Aelius just smiled and nodded to him. "Yes, fuck you both."

Luc was likewise trying not to snicker with Nia. "Psst, Felicity?" He whispered some 'advice' in her ear and winked before stepping back.

"What did you tell her?!"

"Nothing," the paladin said, all offended innocence. "And Tawny...you mean stalks off from time to time-....stuff leak- right then," he said. "Well...wishing her the best of it...Nia, perhaps we could um...what's a place we can utilize to...sit down and take it easy away from the rest?" He asked, trying to keep all dignity as Adrian didn't dignify the notion about 'multiple times' with a response, simply sighed.

"Yes..." he said, remembering his promise. "Can we also, like...talk normally between times? No? Okay, then...promises made, promises to be kept. I'll...do my best- "

"Sounds like he'll do her best," Aelius said. He blew Felicity a kiss. "Have fun, Bluecherry! Remember, safety word and don't be too loud!"

"She needs a safety word?" Varrik asked.

"Adrian might."

"Fair point." Varrik waved cheerfully to Felicity. He looked back at Zafah. "Oh, good, I know that spot well..."

Adrian sighed anddecided to just play the role. He grabbed Felicity and hefted her up easily, carrying her off to the tent like a horny little spoil of war. "And away we go," he said...Aelius offered his arm to Zafah.

"And shall we away?" He offered...

Away from the group, in the half-Tabaxi's path, there was a low growl as a gnoll was foraging ahead. A tall, brawny male, who'd been hunting out, having killed several deer and other small mammals for a meal. He was muttering to himself. "In Yeenoghu's name...dunno what's got Hekra so up in arms today..."
 
"oh, yeah, sure, we know exactly what to say to calm her down," drawled Zafah, before lazily raising a hand.

Nia, recognizing what her friend was about to do, immediately stepped around Zafah before the words eldritch blast could be fully thrust into the air. Sometimes she seriously wondered if that was the only solution Zafah had to a particular problem. "Charity!" she said firmly, the old name causing the tiefling to jump and turn to her, eyes narrowing. "Think about other people! What would you mother say?"

"To climb this orc like a tree."

Nia's eyes just narrowed, which had Felicity calming at least a little, mumbling under her breath. The tiefling still looked at Adrian with evident lust, likely still not quite getting that this was technically a more pragmatic move than an outright sexual one. Nia could at least understand that, though she had to feel sorry for the people who were just sort of shuffled about. She knew that many of her own party... well, most of the ones present here, actually, were fairly free with their lovers and paramours, shifting from one to the next. Nia couldn't quite do that herself, though she would submit to anyone who asked (and it didn't take much for people to realize she would do that; it was more a trigger and just her desire to look forward).

Plus she was seriously worried that poor Luc wasn't pleased with the situation. He wanted Tawny, and Nia was about as far removed from the muscular, impressive half-tabaxi as one could get. She didn't even have the right parts. But at least Luc was being gentlemanly about it. She flushed again as Luc offered, before nodding several times.

Before she could quite run off, Zafah snagged her, pulling her close to whisper. "I know you're uncomfortable with this, but you should at least get some of his cum on you... maybe some of your own as well. The gnolls are going to target you like they did last time," she said, giving her friend a reassuring squeeze, lightly kissing her on the cheek.

Moment of tenderness over and done, Zafah turned to the other two. "Alright boys, time for your second threesome with a Renegade, you lucky bastards," she said, practically strutting that way, completely ignoring Aelius's offered arm as her hands already started going to her top. She saw Adrian moving for Felicity, and almost not to be outdone, tossed her top back, standing there in just a rather simple brassier to hold her admittedly modest breasts.

Meanwhile the tiefling was loving every second. Not just the whole fact that they were about to fuck and fuck hard, but also the whole situation involving the teasing and everything. "oh yeah, we can talk!' she said. "Like, all about how sexy we are an' what sorta stuff we're gonna---" and there was the yelping as she was lifted. The tiefling let out a little giggle, legs kicking. "oh, I think Nia wants the tent! Last time I kinda squirted all over it and she was all like 'it smells kinda funny in here' an it got reeeeal awkward,' She twisted, somehow keeping mostly balanced as she pointed in a direction sort of opposite where the trio had gone. Might as well have that fun in the woods.

Oh, this should be fun. Tawny outright smirked as she saw the gnoll standing there. The canine creature appeared to be all by himself, which made him almost too easy of a target for the brawny monk. On top of that, he apparently hadn't seen or heard her coming, meaning her stealth was holding fairly well. Fighting a chuckle, the half-tabaxi bunched her body. Everything tightened for a moment before she launched forth, bodily moving to collide with him in a sort of flying tackle: the goal being to probably sink some claws in before driving him down completely. Then she could bat him around a little, play with her food, and maybe get some much needed information in the bargain.
 
"There's a way to calm Felicity down that doesn't include about six orgasms?" Varrik sounded impressed, before he recognized what Zafah was going for. Luc was watching as Nia practically sprang up with authority in her eyes and declaring for Felicity to listen to her. Okay, at first Felicity didn't quite seem to get it, but Nia radiated a calm and quiet authority that impressed the Paladin and his companions.

Adrian's gaze was one of gratitude towards Nia. The team, much like the Reneades could be quite free with lovers themselves at times. Far from the meek thing Nia sometimes presented at, there was an inner power to Nia. That which yielded was not always weak, after all. Luc hid a smile at the quiet authority in which she had all but tamed Felicity in that moment. There was still some reluctance, however, in the ways she was looking at him and he found his mind back to Tawny again, hiding a slight sting at the recollection of the laughter even with no ill will being present for it. "Shall we go...?" he asked, not eavesdropping on her and Zafah. Whatever Nia wanted, he would be pleased to go with...even if she only wanted to sit and talk while the others satisfied themselves.

Aelius only chuckled at Zafah ignoring the arm while Varrik slid up alongside her, undoing his cloak as he led her over to the spot they had pointed out. Aelius followed, beginning to shed his clothing as well as they stared at Zafah with nothing short of utterly naked lust and hunger. "Lucky bastards indeed," Aelius said, his tail flicking while Varrik began to pull away his shirt, revealing his sculpted figure to go along with his handsome face. "Want me to eat you out again to start...?"

Adrian couldn't help but admit it: Felicity was attractive. More than attractive, the Tiefling was fucking gorgeous. This wasn't, he thought, so bad as that. He seized her, hefting her up like she weighed nothing, barely acknowledging about the tent as he began to carry her over to the woods. Once there, he dumped her down and pushed her over, bent at the nearest tree. His hand descended and he squeezed her full ass before he reached about, rubbing through her lingerie at the lips below.

Felicity would hear the rustle of clothing as he adjusted as well, his voice taking on a growl. "Want to be conquered...? You got it." He reached and tugged her panties down. "Stay RIGHT there. This is going to be rough."

The gnoll, meanwhile, seemed to notice nothing, grunting as he stopped to refill his pack at a stream...he was hit in a tangle of limbs, going down with a surprised yelp. He snarled, bringing up his claws to begin to fight back, trying to rain blows against the attacker, snarling a prayer for Yeenoghu's aid...

Though all that happened was the half-Tabaxi drove him down.
 
How to properly address this situation? The thought drifted through Nia's mind as she entered the tent, considering. Zafah was coming at it in a strictly practical matter, but that was Zafah all over. The warlock was the sort who would murder someone if it served goals, would fuck if it got her something, and would, well, make a pact with a devilish being if it meant she could achieve more power. But Nia... wasn't quite like that? She liked feeling liked and needed, particularly made to feel attractive. And likely like Luc right now, she couldn't quite untangle the mess of feelings that she'd developed around Adrian, even though some part of her knew that was her being silly.

But, how to say all that. "So... ah..." Nia trailed off. "I, um, I don't think you, ah, actually... want... this?" she flushed, clearly wanting to say a different last word there. "Zafah's very... practical, and I think she's worried about me, because the gnolls found me quite... appealing," because she was obviously feminine. But... "Their, uh, musk didn't quite effect me in the same way it does others for... reasons that i think you, um, know. So the protection, ah, matters?" She reached up, pulling down another bit of hair to nervously twirl in a finger.

"Um, so, ah, if you, oh, um, wanted to just---cum in, like... a cup, or, um, something, I can just---" she gestured at her body, "spill it on me? Or something? Then we can just, ah, talk or---something," wow, this did not even sound good to her. But Nia wasn't the one who propositioned others. She'd more asked for Luc because she'd thought it better than Zafah or worse yet, Felicity, trying to force some awkward confrontation with Adrian.

She really needn't have worried much about that. Felicity was practically humming as Adrian carried her away, tapping his back. "You can be a bit rougher, I gotta lot of padding,' she said teasingly, flicking her tail, giving a little impish smile. She let out a yelp as he tossed her back, before looking up at him. Yep, she was wet already: didn't take much. Hadn't taken much before she'd gotten fucked, and now that she knew what was coming, she was practically weeping, the juices making her thighs even more starry. If he was looking for panties though, he'd have a hard time: those short shorts of hers didn't exactly leave much. He'd just see the puffed deep blue, almost black lips, dewy arousal evident even as she started swelling.

"So, ah, could you maybe some mean stuff to me in orc?" she asked. "Not, like, the stuff you said last night. But all about how I'm a big ole blue slut an' you're gonna fill me with orc pups and shit," what Felicity was technically leaving out was that she didn't understand a single fucking word of orcish. Given that her upbringing had been decidedly higher class, that had been way out of the question. She'd been lucky to pick up thieves' cant hiding.

"Oh, and you can use my horns to, like---fuck my face and---" Felicity paused, a little sliver of realization puncturing her arousal and stuff. Her brow furrowed, remembering Nia's stern, purple-eyed gaze. "You do wanna fuck me, right?" she asked, looking up. Her gaze fell back to his waist. "nope, never mind: don't care. Just want that," she started reaching for it, almost looking like a child after her sweets, every bit the sweet thing she definitely was (and would taste like, if Adrian got around to it).

The "spicy" member of the party looked up at Aelius as his tail flicked, considering. She was willing to bet that the two did double-penetration, and some part of her could feel a slight craving for that dick. But Zafah actually hadn't much cared for dick in her ass. When she'd been a scrawny kid, there had been one too many guys who'd liked her rough voice and asked for weird shit for coin. Ass fucking was safer than pussy fucking, so it had been something she'd done. She'd still do it if she felt like it or a partner got particular... the asshole had stuffed shit up there regularly (not actual shit though; that wasn't even in his kinks).

Zafah started undoing her own lower laces, pursing her lips. "Okay, I need to get comfortable with you, or this is just gonna be fucking awkward," she said, nodding to Aelius. "So, like, get behind me and start doing shit. You're good at this, you don't need me to hold your hand. And," she sighed, "gods I cannot believe I'm saying this... don't shut up," she flicked a hand, "if I hear that godsdamn voice of yours while you're doing it, I'm not gonna start thinking of the asshole. He's a lot slicker than you, believe it or not. Uh, V," she looked to him, then grinned, "Free game. Do what you want. Probably need to get me a bit wetter if you wanna slide right in, but you wouldn't be the first to try me dry."

Yeah, because she wasn't already a little wet at seeing hot devilish flesh in front of her.

Slam, blam, down. Tawny's body arched as she reared up, slamming another fist into the poor gnoll's side. Blow upon blow pushed him down, as the half-tabaxi wasn't even fully aware of what she was doing. She took another panting, shivering breath, tasting the thick musk of gnoll upon her lips. She felt it sliding into her nostrils, seeping in, triggering that primal impulse in her feline brain. It very nearly felt like a switch had flipped inside her, as raw, hot arousal seeped directly into her core.

"Do... do you understand Common, you fucking monster?" she demanded, giving the gnoll's face a slap, before grabbing it. Gods, he looked like a fucking monster. A dog with just a hint of intelligent malice. And he smelled so thick and primal. Yet Tawny's hips were grinding, and her hand going down, trying to find something. "Get your godsdamn dick out," she all but demanded. Her biology was demanding it, and an animalistic dick would feed her inner tabaxi even more than them. Some part of her hated that she was about to do this with this being instead of the collection of willing humanoids back a ways, but her aching, yearning body was caring less and less with each passing moment.
 
Luc was thinking of Nia, quite a bit in fact. He kept coming back to something: Nia was beautiful. Not just beautiful, Nia was...good. She was sweet, she was warm and he could admire how much effort she put into her body and appearance. Her goals were simply to be herself and it was like when she looked into a reflection to see the prettiest elf she could be staring back at her, it deepened that confidence and inner strength. And she had said she wanted...him? In this awkward situation, it was flattering.

He always liked strength. It was why he admired Tawny so much. While Nia doubtlessly had a morass of emotions surrounding Adrian with how those two seemed to pointedly evade speaking to one another...but then Nia had aid it: "I don't think you, ah, actually...want...this...?" He hesitated at that.

"Th-that's not the case!" He assured her with a grin. "Nia, you're...amazing, you're beautiful, you're one of the nicest people I've ever met!" A thought struck him; did she think he was put off by her body? That he had any hesitation about finding her attractive for such a petty reason. "Of course I'd want you! It's just...well, I've never had to...do things with someone to protect people from gnolls! It's just a bit of an odd situation," he paused....the prospect of tugging off into a cup was...a new one, actually. "....I...okay, I've never had to do that, either..but I could! If that's what you're comfortable with?" He asked her, afraid of offending her. "But...desire would never be an issue with you, you're incredible, Nia." He began to catch his own confidence, taking a very deep breath. "Do you want to do more?"

Adrian rolled his eyes with Felicity hoisted up. Something was happening to his emotions, though. Felicity's squealing and yammering as he walked her off...it was making him grin to himself and shake his head. This was oddly endearing, in fact. He reached up with her feeling his back and slapped her ass. "Behave," his voice was gruff, but slightly playful, before he set her down to the tree, bending her over. "Mean stuff in orc?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow. "I'll- " he stopped at that 'orc pups' stuff. "...Okay, uh, that's like the...opposite of hot for me, but I'll...do my best with- " he cleared his throat to get into character, before he growled roughly in Orcish: "Stay right there, you blue little slut, because now you're mine." It was a guttural tongue to be sure, but he made it as rough as possible. Hopefully, it served her purposes. "...And yes, I want to fuck you," he said. "I- " her gaze dropped and he shook his head. ....Yep, she's gonna be a handful.

He shoved her against the tree, bent over as he lifted her tail. Adrian knelt down and pressed his face between her legs. There was nothing gentle about the way he licked her, his tongue teased her with hard laps against the lips, his hands slapping her ass should she move or quiver too much. He growled, tasting the sweetness of her, before he moved up, seized one of her horns and pushed his hard cock into her from behind, giving her heated words in Orcish. Okay, so maybe this was objectification to some extent. Right now, this was burning off steam for both of them.

He held Felicity tight and simply fucked her for all she was worth.

Aelius was grinning cheerfully at Zafah. Truthfully, this was a dream come true for him, hand or whatever. In fact, he liked Zafah plenty and seeing her smoldering gaze as she began to strip down. Well, she was blunt enough. He slipped behind her. "My, what a body indeed..." his hands dipped against her chest, Aelius's delicate palms beginning to caress at the swells of her breasts. He pinched at the nipples, tugging gently as he whispered in her ear, tail sliding up her leg until the tip began to massage her pussy and clit. "I'll just asume you like my voice and not shut up then..." one hand brushed against her rear, teasing her back hatch as he began to playfully slide it in. "Oh, very tight, Zafah..."

Varrik smirked and knelt down just as Aelius did, the two teaming up immediately. Varrik's mouth teased at her pussy, Aelius at her ass, the two licking her together, even reaching out to caress one another's arm. Aelius leaned back jut abit to keep up the dialogue. "We do pride ourselves on being a good team, too..." He gave her ass a squeeze before both resumed eating her out, wanting her good and wet first...after all?

Zafah damn well deserved to feel amazing.

The gnoll was flopping down in shock, yelping. It was not what could even be called a 'fight.' Tawny, for lack of a better term, simply kicked his fucking ass down, the gnoll groaning and trying to prey to Yennoghu as he looked up, seeing...what? A human with...a tail? Cat ears? "I understand-OW! Are you bad at torture or something!?" It snapped at her. "You ask a question and then hurt someone if they don't fuckin' answer!" Not like that question would've been verboten by the others...and...wait, she was...

...the gnoll was snarling a bit. But began to undo his lower regions. The scent of this woman was overpowering and he was alright rock hard, snarling. "Crazy fucking slut..." the gnoll gnashed his teeth, staring at her, likewise aroused despite the bizarre situation.

Hadn't the others fought some humanoids just recemtly? Well...right now, that didn't seem to matter.
 
Nia almost wanted to sigh, or maybe cry, or possibly do both at once. "I'm trying to be serious! You don't have to be all---nice to me right now!" she said, flushing. Her hands were just tugging an entire strand of hair free from that intricate weaving, and she looked about ready to start chewing at it at this point. "But yes, this is quite an awkward situation, and I simply don't know---know what to think or feel!" she sighed, looking away for a few moments, chewing the loose strand of hair. "I... I don't know? I... I like you, and I think I might... like you..." she flushed, "gods I sound like a child again," she let out a laugh, "or like Felicity. It's just--- there was just that mess with Adrian, and I know that everyone else in our group is very---" she gestured, "open. I, um, often just---let people use me, because it feels good when they do and---"

And now she was flushing again. But it was so awkward to explain! She liked when people got pleasure from her, and though she'd been told to own that, it still felt... odd, particularly around so many considerably more forward females. Felicity, Zafah, and Tawny would all simply grab someone. True, Felicity would probably beg them to slam her down and fuck her, while Zafah would tease and match or command at a whim, and Tawny was nearly always in control unless her lust took over.... but Nia just---wanted someone else to do that, to take control from her. Maybe to think she was pretty.

"I...I picked you because I like you, yes,' she said, nodding. "But I---I also didn't want Felicity to make things awkward, more awkward. And---" she looked at him, then away, "I'm not.... Tawny. In pretty well every way that matters," she glanced down, sighing, then looked up. "I don't feel like I"m explaining this well at all. Maybe I should just pleasure you with my mouth and that will do it?"

Felicity rolled her eyes. "Don't overthink it," she said, even as she could still feel his head. "like, I don't wanna get knocked up either. It's just what all the orcs said in the---" but he'd already picked her up, slamming her into the tree just hard enough to make her feel it. His body lifted up her curvy form without stress, and Felicity soon found herself yelping as his tongue delved into her sex. Her eyes went wider still as he started slapping her ass making her arch upward, just before she found him seizing a horn.

The tiefling practically drooled. Her eyes had rolled upward, and it almost seemed like she was about to pass out from the sheer intensity of those several seconds of fucking. He'd grunted something else in her ear, probably about how he was gonna stuff her tight little pussy all full of his thick orc seed and cock. It already felt like he was near to fucking her straight in the godsdamn brain.

Oh, wait, she should say stuff too, right? "Yesss," she whimpered, "fuck my tight little blue pussy," she whimpered. Her internal muscles squeezed, pulling at the cock inside. "Make me your horny little plaything, you----mm---oh---gods, I'm---I'm---" because of course the randy little tiefling was already about to fucking explode. Good thing it didn't matter if girls popped quickly.

This may take longer than usual, actually. Zafah could feel her conflicted emotions: she wanted him to slide into her, and she wanted him to shut the fuck up, and she wanted him to keep talking, and she wanted to blast him with another round of eldritch blast. The pinch made her bite her cheek, grunting a moment, body stiffening against him. As his tail moved, she intercepted. "Not---not that---not yet," she insisted, her voice obviously sounding tight, almost uncomfortable. "Fuck! Not that either!" she almost snapped as she felt a hand teasing her. "Let's have some rich asshole paying you 3 copper to stick it in there and see how you fuckin'---"

Zafah closed her eye, taking a deep breath. They were trying, and she could feel Varrik coming back to her, teasing her ass. And now Aelius' mouth had come back there, moving back to her ass. She had told him to go from behind, which meant she literally had no room to talk. But she kept stiffening up.

"Fuck, guys, I'm trying---it's a godsdamn reaction," she looked almost pissed, "fuck, fuck, slow down---" she gestured, "new plan, this---it's just making me feel weird," she ran a hand over her head, taking a deep breath. "Okay, so, like, Aelius, pick me up from behind. Varrik front. Like, spit roast me, okay? I have to talk to do any major shit to either of you, so it'll be fine."

Because she really did want to try and get over this shit, was almost pissed. Given how well Aelius' tongue was moving, he had to be fucking amazing, and she was pretty sure she had a devil fetish. So she might be able to, like, get small hits from him and not get the panting need for the asshole she got.

Gods, Tawny needed something like this. Except... the fucking gnoll was being a bitch. "you... kinda of suck at this," she said, sitting back, ears flattening a moment. She glanced down, seeing his hands moving to undo his belt, before back up. He still smelled, and it made her heady and a little horny, but his bitching and almost utter lack of fight was turning her off more than anything else.

"Are you even a fuckin' gnoll?" she asked, nearly snarling. "Like, you speak Common like an asshole, and you're a complete bitch," she knew she was taunting him, her tail flicking. Let him try and turn the tables. Fuck, that was what she almost wanted. But she was pretty sure she'd just kick his ass. Figured that even a gnoll couldn't keep up with her.
 
"I'm being serious!" Luc protested, suddenly flustered at having apparently upset Nia. He was desperately trying to think of a way to calm her. "I...I like being nice to you! You're a nice person, I mean! Very nice, in fact! Who couldn't be nice to you!?" At least she agreed with him about the awkwardness. "I mean, I- " he paused at the rest. Like him...like...LIKE him, like him? "I...well..." he said. "I'm...flattered, I mean...and yes, the group's indeed. Everyone's quite open and..." he looked at her closely. "...You enjoy when people feel good...don't you, Nia?" He asked her gently.

"...I don't need you to be Tawny...I don't want to give that impression." He walked over to Nia, putting a hand on her shoulder with a smile. "I'm not going to...force anything or make it awkward. I...like how nice you are. And I like how you're...you," he finished lamely. "I'm not going to deny that...yeah, I like Tawny, even if I cocked that up...I'm not going to chase her around like a puppy." Okay, that might be apropos, all things considered. "Nia..." he said. "If you want to do something, we can...Mouth or otherwise..." he reached and gently fixed a few strands of stray hair. "You're already the prettiest girl around, you know..."

Adrian was rolling his eyes a bit as he tasted Felicity. "I take it..." lick, "that the..." lick, "orcs in your books..never mind that," he added as he entered her. He began to growl in Orcish, as harsh as he could make it. "Take it...you slutty little Tiefling..." he snarled as his hips pumped forward. All old animosity was forgotten as lust began to take over.

And holy shit, did Felicity's words help. By Torm, Adrian went on overdrive, slamming his cock furiously into her blue pussy. He held on tight, allowing no chance of escape as he pumped in and out of her. "You're my toy tonight, you fucking GOT that?" He could feel her climaxing, riding her through it with all roughness before he reached to feel her her chest as well. "You ask permission next time you cum...or I won't forgive you."

Aelius and Varrik for their part, were taking it easy as they could around Zafah. It was clear she had demonic hang ups...also clear she could be tough to pleasure at times. Aelius wanted to point out she'd said 'hand only,' but thought better of it. The two were knelt down, pleasing her together...going slower with the eating before Zafah mentioned she felt weird. They stopped and looked upward, looking to one another and shrugging. "New plan it is!"

Aelius shifted up, lifting her from behind as Varrik came up. "If it helps, it's alright?" Aelius offered as he and Varrik positioned themselves. "We can see you're trying."

"And succeeding at being fucking awesome?" Varrik offered as he adjusted before her. Aelius was behind her, his cock stiff and at attention. "Just so we're clear..." Varrik said. "You want him inside you while I have your mouth then...? Because we can work with that..."

Aelius was looking incredibly ready, unaware he could've felt this strongly for Zafah's body, ready to enter her on the spot.

The gnoll, meanwhile had gotten over his irritation. He was snarling at the insult, lunging up at Tawny with fists at the ready...the gnoll was a decent enough fighter when not being ambushed, launching a suddenly flurry of blows in a tangled blur of fur, fang, claw and cock as it came free, trying to pin Tawny down and get inside her with harsh strokes, to show her how much of a bitch he was emphatically not...

He threw the hardest punch he could to get to that effect, snarling a prayer to Yeenoghu for strength in both defeating this female and to fuck her into submission.
 
And here Nia thought she was the only one who got all flustered and starting talking too much when she got nervous. Was Luc really just being nice again or was he meaning it? There was that blunt question in there: you enjoy when people feel good, don't you Nia? that had her turning pink for a moment, her mouth opening, but he was already approaching, and she almost jumped as his hand went to her shoulder. Big violet eyes went to look up at him while he worked his way through the rest of it. "Lots of people like Tawny," she mumbled, perhaps a little jealous... and maybe a little longing seeping through.

The prettiest girl around? Nia let out a slight laugh. "Did you all, like, tell each other to say that?" she said, her voice a little teasing, as if she'd stolen the words from Zafah for a few moments. She shifted, pursing her lips, then bringing her hair up to chew it. What should she do? She just---she could feel her flush rising as her mind spun in all kinds of different directions. she almost felt dizzy.

Nia threw up her hands. "No! I don't want to make the decision!' she said, ironically decisively. She tapped Luc with both hands. "You decide, because I don't want to," she folded her arms over her chest, almost defiantly looking up at him, even if she shivered. 'If---if you want to fuck me, then just---throw me into the tent and have your way with me .And if you'd rather make sweet love, then kiss me gently and coax me to lie with you. and if you'd rather take your pleasures from my mouth and bathe my beautiful face in your seed, then we'll do that---or---we'll---talk," she tapped him on the chest again, with all her strength (which was not much).

"No more making me decide! I don't like it! There!" she folded her arms, bit her lips and realized she was almost laughing. "I decided," her body convulsed slightly. "Not to decide!"

More giggles left Felicity as Adrian fucked her right through her orgasm. Her eyes rolled up nearly going entirely white, and she shivered for several long moments. Feet stretched out, curling up inside her boots, nearly pulling in entirely as she went. she felt her insides literally dance about his cock, pulling at him, giving a squeeze. Was it awful that some part of her kinda loved the fact that this had been the guy saying mean things to her last night? Like, she wasn't a total masochist, but there was just something hot about thinking she might be hot enough to, like, encourage a guy who didn't like her to fuck her.

And his growling threats just had her giggling. She slapped his firm half-orc ass with a tail. "I said in orcish," she primly said, sticking her tongue out before squealing. She felt his hands digging into her breasts. Dark blue flesh, lightly freckled like stars, bulged slightly, and she could feel her puckered nipple scraping against his palm. The new sensation made her shiver, everything convulsing again.

"Maybe--- I will---maybe---I won't---" she said between thrusts. Her legs hooked, and she started rolling hips back to meet his, breathing hard. "I'm selfish remember?" Yeah, she might be just a tad childish and spiteful, this one.

"Fu--fuck you both," mumbled Zafah, even as she knew that was quite literally the point here. She nodded. "Yes, if I don't see he's a tiefling, I won't know it, but, like, my stupid pussy will---look, I know it's fucking dumb and makes no sense, okay? I'm, like, near to a fucking panic attack, and I'm horny enough I'm tempted to tell you both to just try to shove it up in my pussy already and get it over with," she let out another breath, running a hand, catching the overhanging bang and letting it drop around the missing eye for a few moments.

She adjusted as best she could, booted feet near Aelius's, tight ass and absolutely drooling cunt pushed toward him. He may actually be shocked, and Varrik, who had already seen Zafah aroused, probably would be. The arousal was quite visible, seeming to almost leak out of her, proving that she wasn't kidding; her body had some weird hang up about the whole devil cock thing. Her hips swiveled, the lips catching. She gasped, reaching out, steadying herself with Varrik. "Oh fucking hell," she breathed, shivering. She looked up at him with her one eye. "No offense. It's---I think the asshole like, literally---" her hips were rolling against Aelius, "put---a---a a curse on me, so, like, I get super---super--- fucking horny around---" she shivered, before spitting a "fuck."

Her head swiveled, and she kissed Varrik's cock, before looking up. "Don't worry, I don't plan on leaving you out," she promised. She smiled as her lips extended, saying the next words around him: "Not my first spit roasting," before sliding down, shivering as her eye closed. God, this felt like getting a hit of the good shit right as she was cumming, and she hadn't done that in... what, months? Years?

It had been too long. Tawny knew it, knew it as she snarled, hands moving quick. She could feel him landing blows upon her hard body, connecting hard enough that she'd probably need healing, assuming the gnoll didn't flat out knock her out. They were both scrambling, twisting, limbs entwining as each tried to pin the other down.

"What---you guys---not good---without a ---pack?" she gasped between efforts. Her top had come loose at some point. Had she done that? Had him? Just the wrappings covered her admittedly close to flat chest, showing all the glistening gold of her body. Sweat showed visibly on it, everything flushed with---not just effort. Something else. She kept panting, and she could feel her head spinning. It couldn't seriously be the fucking Heat, could it? She'd just taken a potion yesterday morning! Those lasted an entire cycle! They were fucking magic!

But her lower belly practically churning, and she could feel some part of her slowing a little. Gods, if he pulled her tail, she was fucking done. He hadn't seemed to know what the fuck she was though, so he wouldn't think of it. She just couldn't draw his attention to it: keep it away, but not be protective. She fired a few volleys, channeling ki now, attempting to outright stun him, if necessary.
 
Lucian was rubbing his head, hoping he wasn't flustering Nia too much here. The situation was awkward enough and he damn well wanted her comfortable. Lots of people like Tawny...well, it was obvious why, wasn't it? With those muscles, that lithe, beautiful strength, that self assured nature of the half-Tabaxi....but Nia had strength, too. A lot of it, he had to admit as he hid his admiration for her best he could...with those huge, pretty violet eyes staring at him...

"Did someone else call you that?" He asked with a grin, before seeing her chewing her hair, blinking with her hands thrown up. So close were they in proximit that he pulled back to keep Nia from walloping him. Not just surprising inner strength; she had a hell of a swing when she was agitated from that speed, he thought. "I...decide?" He asked, before she tapped his chest. Maybe not that physically powerful, but...

"You decided...not to decide...alright!" He reached in and cupped her chin. "...Then..." he looked to her, as dominant as he could be. "I want that sweet mouth of yours then, Nia. We'll do it THAT way. So...Tent. Now."

Adrian meanwhile was slamming his hips into Felicity's rear, eagerly fucking her from behind and surprised just how much he was getting into it (and Felicity). He smashed his cock into her roughly, grabbing her horn and yanking it back, a bit intoxicated for a moment by how sexy he found the Tiefling....he paused at the slap to his own green rear, snarling at that. "You insolent little..." He growled in Orcish, not that he didn't like it. Okay, so he was being completely objectified by her. He could live with that.

He slapped her ass again, before he rubbed her clit. "You're mine now...mine to control. Mine to dominate." Orcish, admittedly, was pretty damned good for ownership, he thought as he continued to pound away into her, growling again before he bit gently at her neck, sucking at the flesh there. "Your punishment for being selfish."

"Maybe I like you selfish right now...but you'll be punished." He added, a playful edge to his voice now.

Aelius and Varrik heard Zafah's explanation and both shrugged. "...You want me not to use my tail then?" Aelius asked as he bent Zafah forward. The crimson-skinned Tiefling was catching on despite the odd situation while Varrik grasped hr head and pulled it down towards his cock. Well, the half elf thought cheerfully...he was getting back a bit from last night. Just as Aelius aimed his curved cock up with those swollen, aroused lips...and he pushed his cock into Zafah from behind, bracing his hands on her ass and buried into the heat he had craved since their first meeting. "You feel good..." he murmured, remaining pressed within her, just as Varrik pushed his cock firmly into her mouth, the two finding a pace together...Varrik having her mouth, nudging his cock back into it, while Aelius was, quite simply, fucking that offered pussy as he had wanted to for some time, wanting for the half-elf warlock to enjoy herself to the fulled, while he built up. Both were far too eager for Zafah now...

The gnoll was striking viciously at Tawny, raining his own blows as he tried to force her down. With her top down, he growled, tasting her scent, practically, the heated musk of her as he raked his hands over her, seizing her as he tried to shove her down. He reached to gain an advantage, trying to pull her legs, seizing her tail...just as the volleys hit. The gnoll was struck, falling back a bit...body and erection full on display for the half-Tabaxi warrior.
 
The question was just met with narrowed eyes, as if Nia was reading right through him. Obviously someone else had said pretty much just that. It really just added a bit more to her pushing, which, again, really didn't have a whole lot of strength. The little elf was every bit as little as she looked, just with a tad bit more upper body strength in the mix. She almost thought she'd pushed too far when he looked at her like that. Nia almost swallowed, and she heard that comment.

Nodding, she put her hands down to her front, mostly trying to adjust so he wouldn't see that she'd gone hard with arousal, and moved to the tent. She dutifully knelt down on the floor, looking up at him. The elf trembled, but a look in those big, expressive violet eyes gave way that it wasn't fear: if anything, she was clearly enjoying herself. "I, uh, I'd use some spells to help, but, um, I'm worried the others might need patching up after... whatever it is they're doing," she said, moving to brush her hair again, before realizing that she really had about worked it loose. She started fidgeting with it, trying to hurriedly fix it, shifting slightly, but also looking Luc's way.

Nia found herself almost wetting her lips, though whether that was in anticipation, preparation, or just nervousness, she couldn't quite tell.

Gods Felicity was kinda loving this. Not just the whole living out a fantasy thing (checking an item off her list), but kinda working out her issues with Adrian. He had been mean, but she was trying to kinda recontextualize it like this, or maybe just channel her anger and frustration into sex. Okay, look, Felicity wasnt' thinking about it so much as she was just kinda doing it: it being a half-orc she kept teasing as he growled at her in a language she knew precisely fuck all about.

The blue tiefling let out another little yelp as she felt the hand teasing her clit. It made her start squirming, her sex closing about him once more, squeezing hard. She let her body roll for a moment, undulating even while he kept her pretty close to being pinned. she met his thrusts with her grinding, and soon her arms and legs were wrapping about him, just holding on as best she could while he fucked the ever loving hell out of her.

"Yes, yes, right there! That's--that's---ahaaaa," she let out another little shiver, not quite climaxing, but feeling another quickly coming, knowing that she was getting closer and closer to that eruption she was good for. Her tail curled about him, giving a few slaps, before sort of pushing against him, not that she had a whole lot in the way of force.

"No tail," Zafah said, her voice snappy. She ran a hand back along her hair, and shifted her awkward position. She gave Varrik an almost harsh look as she reached up, snagging his hips, attempting to sort of lift herself up. Her legs shot back as she did, and she felt everything drop for a few seconds. Likely with some help, she'd be flinging her back legs around Aelius, or at least dangling, while she held onto Varrik's front. It kinda proved that she actually had some decent muscle for someone who spent most of their time flinging spells.

"Fuck," she hissed as her sex parted before a thick cock. Her eye rolled back as she let out another little trembling sigh, eeling him sliding more and more inside her. Her head shifted, taking the cock into her mouth, opening. She murmured around it, and a strange almost hungry look came into that eye. For another moment, it seemed like the one under those bangs glowed, as if something was drawing upon power and restoring her. There was an almost dark, crimson fire.

She began bobbing her head up and down; she couldn't quite move her lower half, mostly just shivering around him. her sex not only gripped Aelius tight though, but seemed to ripple along him. Within seconds she was trembling, her lower body erupting, making her shiver, eye rolling as the blast of a climax just fucking ripped through her. She clung to them both tightly, twisting her lean body into a near pretzel while she rode. Zafah slid her face just a little: "Don't fucking stop," came out in Infernal again, her usual vocal fry doing that reverb, seeming to echo two voices at once. She let out a hungry groan as she circled her lips about Varrik's cock, not just sliding down, but taking the whole damn thick thing straight to the base. just one solid, continuous slide, swallowing him all the while like he was a godsdamn sword. No pausing, no gagging, her throat only seeming to convulse when she reached bottom.

Mouth stretched, she seemed to smirk around him, and he'd likely realize that her patron really had literally blessed her with fucking sex eldritch evocations, as her tongue seemed to start teasing around him, muscles contorting yet again while she thoroughly gave into the debauchery.

"Fuck," Tawny breathed, watching as the gnoll bounced back, just before he'd gripped her tail. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, feeling the wrappings smear some gnoll blood along her. "Just... fuck," she didn't know what to fucking do: her head spun, and each breath sucked in more of his strange smell. She felt a little weak at the knees, but also as amped as she'd felt in ages. She looked down, seeing his member, studying it.

Fuck, a canine cock, right? Definitely a monster. She couldn't seriously be thinking about it? But she felt her insides twist up once again, the desire evident. She glanced down, seeing that her nipples were jutting against her bindings, quite readily apparent. Fuck, fuck fuck, she ran a hand along her face, but found herself staring, wondering, realizing that she probably only had moments before he jumped again...
 
Lucian was taking the deepest breath, wanting to get into the proper mindset. After all, this was for Nia, he thought. Sweet, strong Nia...who didn't like to make decisions. Who liked other people to take her and use her for their pleasure. That was what she enjoyed. So that was what he planned to give her. So he looked at the small, sweet elf, with a firm expression, completely dominant as he gave her the command, the perfect order. "That is an order, Nia," he said without any tremor in his voice.

"I want your mouth. So go down and pleasure me." He could practically sense her arousal. With his enhanced senses, the scent told him all he had to know, that her trembling was not borne of any hesitation or unhappiness. In fact, he knew for a fact that sweet elf was completely hot for it. "There's no need for spells," he said. "I want your skill. You, on your own, giving your all to pleasure me." The way she played with her hair had him rock hard already. He made his voice gentle, but still firm. "Proceed," he said. Both and order and permission all in one.

Adrian was working out all his issues with Felicity as well. Okay, sure, he felt her had gone too hard before and not in the good way. But this...this seemed to be working out their issues. Sure, she was objectifying him in every sense of the word but he could live with that. He grabbed on tight to her, transforming any trepidation into furious sex. He was slamming his cock right up between those aroused blue lips of hers, growling even louder as his skin slapped to hers. Not just strength, Adrian thrust with pure skill as well to strike at all her centers of pleasure.. He squeezed at her ass, slamming at her, while his other hand teased her clit.

He had her in place, unable to wriggle from his grasp while she held on to him. With nothing else holding him back, he satisfied her fantasies as he satisfied himself, before he growled in Orcish again, kissing her hard almost on instinct. He was not planning to come quite yet...not until he'd taken her well over the edge.

When Zafah grabbed his hips, Varrik grabbed her hair in turn. "You heard the lady, Aels!" He said as he nudged his cock into her waiting mouth. "Don't disappoint her."

"When have I ever disappointed anyone? The sun shines over- "

"Shut up and fuck the poor woman. Well, okay, keep talking, but...you know."

"Right, right!" Aelius said as he pushed his cock into Zafah, leaving her well and truly 'spit roasted' as the expression went.

"Sorry. He's a moron sometimes," Varrik said, while Aelius rolled his eyes, squeezing Zafah's ass. Her legs were flung back, Aelius holding her up as he entered her. He was angling himself as he fulfilled his fantasies, making sure the curve to his crimson cock slid right at the spots it needed to go at. "You like that...?" He murmured. "We'll make you feel wonderful, Zafah..." He didn't add 'you deserve it. But damned if she didn't.

Aelius began to thrust as Varrik did. The two made eye contact, grinning a bit as they then focused on the woman before them. Varrik could feel her swallowing his cock, the half-elf seizing the warlock's hair and pumping at her throat, fucking it firmly as he slid the tip to the back of her mouth with full advantage of her skills. He pushed to rock his hips against her mouth, Aelius behind her. He slammed away at her, not without pure skill. He shoved to drive home, right away at Zafah's most erogenous spots, hips moving to get his cock in at the perfect places. Both men were savoring the half elf, just as much as she was then. Aelius held on to her sides, holding her aloft, the two moving together to slide her against them both. Both gave in and began to fuck Zafah as fiercely as she desired.

The Gnoll meanwhile was groaning, head back, as he shook off the effects of the sunning. He looked at Tawny, eyes narrowing. He was horny, he was angry, his hands flexing as he lunged at her with a snarl. This was more than fighting. He reached to rip at her clothing. "Get that fucking OFF!" He snarled, his eyes narrowing, his member brushing Tawny's skin.

His intentions were obviously clear now with how Tawny had worked him up, his hands groping over her skin, her back, her hair, the gnoll panting to try to get her clothing away with a need to get inside the half Tabaxi warrior.
 
An order, Nia; they elf trembled again, moving dutifully before him. Violet pools turned up toward him, a depth of emotion shimmering: appreciation, lust, perhaps a slight tinge of love. she wet her lips delicately, her slender pink tongue just grazing across the flesh. Delicate fingers reached up, undoing the last bits of restraints along Luc's member. They didn't falter as they undid laces, tugged aside fabric, moved with obvious practice and skill. "Whatever you desire, Sir Lucian," she breathed, her voice dropping, the arousal oozing from every word. Nia felt another shiver, could feel just how hard her clit had gotten. Gods, this felt fucking amazing. When had she ever managed to talk a male into this? How could Luc be so gentle and still so firm like this?

She drew his member out, lowering her mouth upon it. Her lips closed, but paused, looking up at him, waiting for that command. "As you wish, Sir Lucian," she breathed, kissing his member with something like reverence. A hand gripped him, while her mouth moved steadily downward, trailing almost demure kisses down his shaft. She paused at the base of him, once more bowing her head, lips pressing once more. She worked her way back up, before coming around to the head.

Both hands raised, feathering almost along the sides, trailing upwards. She turned her wide eyes up to look at him, blinking: it's so big coming forth in them while her delicate tongue slid outward, just flicking along his slit, teasing like she were a delicate virgin. She opened her mouth then, surrounding his soft head with her lips. Nia's mouth closed, eyes fluttering for a moment as she slid downward, before her gaze looked upward. Hands still holding him delicately, she sucked as she bobbed, gliding her head down several inches, taking him easily within her mouth, teeth not even grazing against him. Her body slid without drooling, without wasting a spot, every bit of her clearly submitting as she shivered beneath him.

Felicity screamed a wild cry, almost a whoop of joy and delight, eyes practically sparking once more. Her legs hooked down and up, sinking behind his thighs, shifting till she was nearly in position around his ass. She began rolling her body once more, actively fucking him even as he plowed into her, aiding in the rough treatment of her curvy body. She felt things jiggle: tits, ass, hips, even some of the slight chub in her belly and sides, all seeming to just sort of roll against him. Her body undulated, the muscles flexing under that softness while she rode against him.

"Oh no, my delicate little pussy," she breathed in the finest, most pampered of elfish, "you're---you're ruining it with your thick, green cock!" She let out a little gasping cry, her fantasy swelling even as his body pinned her, growling in orcish. Her lips opened to drop more in her learned tongue, only to find his taking her. She let out a little cry of delight, another bubbling giggle seeping out around her lips despite herself. Everything rolled against him once more, the tension building.

She lurched, unable with his lips on hers to let him know: she was cumming again. Not another buildup, just another ripping, intense climax just bursting through her while she fantasized about being the delicate noble flower her parents had likely raised, ravished by orc. And he'd better not fucking think of pulling out: her legs would cling to him like her life depended on his plugging her trembling, climaxing blue pussy with his seed.

That near dark delirium had shot through Zafah again. She groaned around the cock in her throat, head bobbing while she gripped tightly to Varrik, thrusting herself upon him with each undulation between them all. her hips sawed back as best she could, but she wasn't able to do much to support that... outwardly. Inwardly her sex spasmed and shook, seemingly shaping around him, like, well, it was magically cursed to fit a devilish cock. It gripped him tightly, seeming to wrench, to call within him and pull at his arousal. Her own spiked unbearably hot, scorching her insides, that same heat no doubt cascading around.

once more, little sparks and fires lit up around her. dark flames erupted from her loose fingers, flaring harmlessly against Varrik's waist, or spiraling off into the grass below, where they shivered and shook. Air caressed both the men thrusting into her, cascading around their bodies for a moment. It would feel as if the breeze purposefully ran along their shafts as they pulled free of her, wet for only long enough for hot air to puff against them, before sliding back inside. It traveled to caress their balls, seeming to almost pulse against them.

The warlock's eye rolled again for a moment, but she seemed to almost smile around her cock. That same look of challenge as always rose in her eye, daring them to try and get her to cum before them. Even now, in the midst of this, she seemed to still be holding back that part of herself.

There seemed to be little holding back. Tawny's limbs flung, colliding with the gnoll. Bruises likely lined her body, his as well, as the two of them intertwined. She could feel his hands tugging at her loose clothing. The fabric began giving way. the wrapping around her chest unraveled, loosed just enough. Her body rolled, and she seemed to contort enough for it to fall free. A pair of tanned breasts, the unbroken skin still showing, were bared, their nipples a darker color amid the field. Another roll, and her pants seemed to fly a little loose.

"I'll get you fucking off!" the half-tabaxi snarled. Her hand shot, colliding just above where his member was, trying to get it out and free. Even now, she couldn't tell who was topping who, if they were fighting or fucking or both. Her emotions had swirled together, the two sensations intermingling in an unbearable heat that arched outward from her core. She wanted to kick this gnoll's ass almost as much as she wanted his thick canine cock to skewer her aching, neglected sex. It felt like it had been ages since she'd been challenged, put like this, ready to go.

And she rolled again, landing almost on top of him, hips grinding down toward him, her pants only loose about her, that lower covering still present. Her bared chest, slick with sweat panted above, the breasts small. her pants had slung down just low enough for her tail to extend outward, flicking with each roll of her body.
 
An order, Nia. Luc was putting his dominant side on, looking at Nia with expectant control as she knelt before him. Her eyes were shining as she freed him, her voice breathy and...sweet Kelemvor, but she sounded aroused for it. Nia was someone who savored control by others. And that was just perfectly respectable indeed, he thought as he watched her, putting a hand to her head. "Carry on. Make me feel good. With all your skill, Nia." He saw her head descend, her kiss upon his cock making him shiver and shy.

Her soft hand clasped at his hard length, her mouth beginning to swallow him. He coaxed her head down, his smile growing slightly on his face. "That's very good, Nia...don't stop." he made it an obvious order. "Don't you even dream of stopping now." he moved himself slightly at her mouth, wanting to feel her swallow him with all she had, this sweet and lovely elf with the scent of arousal clinging to her like a silken cloud.

He put his hands to her head, guiding her, but letting her do the work herself, not helping her to let her put her skills to the test. His voice was a low groan as he put his hand to her chest. "Good Nia..." he said with a growl in his throat. "VERY good..."

Adrian was now slamming Felicity roughly, the fact her screams might give away their camp position a few leagues off being a very distant concern. The way she rolled her body, too...fuck's sake she was a fucking natural- LITERALLY, in fact. He pounded into her as her body rolled and slid against his. He could speak some elfish and recognized the dirty talk she was giving. He grabbed her chin with two fingers, forced her to look at him before he seized the horn with one hand. "That fucking pussy is mine to ruin!" He snarled into her face as he drove inside her.

The orgasm caught him, too tight for him to resist as he shoved in deep, filling her hard as he came, shooting every drop into her starry blue body with a snarl that sounded just like her name.

Zafah was, for lack of any better term, getting royally fucked. Aelius behind her, Varrik before her. Varrik was holding her head, pumping away at her throat like it was between her legs that he was thrusting to. Aelius was simply relishing the fulfillment of his long-held fantasy. The gorgeous half-elven warlock with her open legs hooked back to him, her ass...he grabbed onto a good pale cheek and pounded away at her, feeling the shiver of her pussy about him.

He pushed harder at her, burying to the hilt again and again with a growing urge for her. the heat inside her was like thrusting into a wet sun, Aelius panting a bit with sheer bliss as he took Zafah as surely as she took him. The two could feel the heat and the flames coming off her, the magic that stimulated them as much as Zafah's own body.

But neither was ready to cum, both renewing efforts against her, Aelius depending on thrusting speed, depth and that delightful curve to stimulate her as Varrik pushed at her mouth.

The gnoll was snarling, panting as Tawny's flesh came into view. His eyes burned with a fiery yellow light, claws coming up to seize at her breasts, groping there as Tawny struck below, his shaft pulling free. The gnoll was pushing at her, trying to get on top, pulling at her pants before she pulled herself on top of him. He was trying to drag her onto him, pushing up to enter her, seizing at her hips and tail to achieve it...completely lost in the wild storm of natural fury astride him.
 
It didn't take Nia too long to recall the last time she'd felt this aroused. Oh, certainly her time with Adrian had been quite wonderful: he was a skillful lover and certainly knew how to please her. There was also just something primal about being an elf fucked by an orc, like she was doing something deliciously forbidden and right at the same time. But Luc slid almost too naturally into his role, probably because he was used to being their group leader. And calling him sir just felt right: not simply in command, but a sort of acknowledgement of the armor he usually wore.

Also his cock tasted pretty good.

Nia had sampled a few, and she was clearly showing her skill now, as her lips gently worked along his shaft. Her head bobbed dutifully, that expertly manipulated hair barely shifting, save for that loose strand she'd been nibbling on moments before. That kept threatening to stick to his member where her hand spread his spittle along the shaft, or fall back between her lips. As she heard his tone shift, making the gasp into something like a command, Nia picked up her pacing just a little more, swallowing a bit, letting herself slide just a bit more cock inside.

This did mean losing some control, particularly as she felt his hands on her head. Nia could work a cock, yes, but her mouth was still relatively small and her throat tight. As she felt him entering, she gagged. Not mightily, but a little, some spittle coming out. She drew her hands up to it, seizing it to spread along his thick member, rolling it along against him. She looked back up at him, as if apologizing for daring to gag upon him, her mouth lowering with a soft wet sound. Her mouth moved, a little coo coming as she sucked, head shifting once more, bobbing up and down him. The eyes prettily looked up at him, and she seemed to almost smile around the cock.

Gods above, she was so hard below she could already feel herself dribbling, but not even touching it and feeling like that felt amazing, so she certainly wasn't about to try and let her hands move or slow down.

Yep, definitely cumming again. Felicity let out a shriek as she felt her body convulsing, shouting out in Common for a few moments; "Cumming, yes!" Before she felt him grabbing onto her chin, forcing her head, before yanking on her horns. That alone probably would've sent the tiefling's eyes to rolling (she loved having her horns tugged during sex), but when he growled back at her, she could only assume he'd actually understood. "Ooooh, nooo," she whined in Elfish as her pussy clamped down on him. "He understands me. Please don't feel my delicate blue pussy up with your thick orcish seed," she was already whining the words, and her voice went up as she felt him spewing forth inside her guts. It felt like he was cumming so deep inside her that her next three children would all pop out with tusks.

Felicity let out another little yelp as her body shivered, working its way through another orgasm. She clung to him, letting out a few coos, her eyes rolling for a bit. Her lips slid between her lips as she let out a giggling noise, before reaching up to him. She took hold of his head and sort of tilted him down, moving her lips against his even while she let out another little happy noise. Her sex spasmed about him, seeming to milk a bit further, as she ran her hands along his chest. "So, uh, do you got that whole... orcish endurance thing or was that just the books too?" she asked, mashing her lips together and moving them as she swiveled her hips, squeezing him with her sex while also doing some mental math. How long did those contraceptive potions last anyway? Well, wasn't like she'd be all that appealing to gnolls with a pussy full of half-orc cum.

Which reminded her: "What's the other half?"

The half-elf sucked upon the cock spreading her lips. She kept her head moving, constant, steady strokes, the sort that one would expect out of an expert courtesan. Her tongue rolled around the head within her mouth, teased it, flicking along the slit as it seemed to almost encircle it entirely. Her mouth sealed tight, not even breaking off as she pulled her head back as best she could. Even Aelius's best efforts behind seemed to only encourage her to keep at her work, returning the favor Varrik had granted her last night with the sort of skill generally reserved for succubi.

she felt her sex squeezing the cock around her. Gods, but this felt far too good. She'd fucked Luc, what, a few nights ago? Sucked Varrik off too. But this... this felt like it was fucking amazing. She could feel every detail of Aelius's shaft, and, more importantly, could practically sense the infernal energies from him. He may be a divine cleric, but his blood pulsed in time with Zafah's pact. Her sex pulled more and more at him, seeming to actively milk: squeezing about him as her hips arched back.

Gods, she might actually cum before them at this rate, something Zafah hated to do. That twisting had just grown, and her heat was spreading fast and furious, not just spiraling off in little cantrip effects throughout. That blaze in her eyes returned, a near black flame, and yes: eyes, for it seemed as if there was a hellish circle where the lost was, and, for a moment, Zafah's vision increased. Her natural eye widened at the sensation, as her brain struggled to take in the new information, all the moreso with her sex spasming about the cock, not quite cumming, but certainly in the lead up.

Something grabbed Tawny's breasts. She snarled, looking down to see his hands groping at her, his moves clumsy. She twisted, only to nearly skewer herself upon him again. he tugged at her pants or she twisted or something, because they'd slid down, now tangling about her knees. Not only was her just bound, obviously wet as fuck, sex free, but even the loose garment caught around her knees, hobbling her for a moment. Fuck, that was exactly why she wore loose clothing in the first place.

But she felt his hands on her hips, making her twist, snarling, half to get back on top, and she might have succeed, had he not managed to get her tail. She let out a high pitched growling noise, body stiffening as the pleasure shock hit her. Everything seized up for just a few seconds there, and she'd nearly felt like she was about to cum. "You suck at this," she hissed down at him, moving her hands to try and pin him again, her hips rolling. "I bet your cock's pathetic too," she breathed, but her hips were rolling. Oh gods, she was going to end up fucking a gnoll. Stupid biology.
 
There was something entrancing about Nia sucking on his cock, Luc decided. He was staring at this lovely, naturally submissive elf, seeing her knelt down with her cheeks and lips working. His hand was fisting against her head. He was not growling, merely staring intently down at her, Nia sucking on him with a primal sort of hunger now, his lips curling up into the lightest hint of a smile as he moved his hips just so to tease her, wanting her to pursue his cock for the sheer ravenous want of it. He brushed his hand to her cheek, signaling her to keep going, that he was enjoying it immensely.

She was good. She was damned good, by the gods. He wondered how she might take him inside her suddenly, but watched intently while she sucked feverishly on him, working her hands across him as he gave the command again: "Do. Not. Stop. I'm ordering it. Ordering you, pretty little elf..." He gave her cheek and tap with a finger.

Seeing her smile seemed to make him harden even more as he pushed at her pretty lips....he almost wanted to tell her to feel herself...but she was using her hands far too well for that.

Adrian clasped tight to the shrieking, writhing blue form of Felicity as he pressed deep. "Cum..fucking...HARD," he snarled in common as he tugged her horns roughly....okay, sh was being a little obvious with her elfish dirty talk, but right now he was too turned on to care at all, pounding his finish right into her as she all but wailed in pure bliss at the coming creampie. All while Adrian panted heatedly. He let her hold him, holding her back as he nuzzled at her. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he looked at her. "Half...innate. Half training," he said as he remained within her, only half-limp from the exertion. He grinned at her. "Human. Little Goliath back up the bloodline, not enough to matter, but...mother was an orc, dad was human. Used to adventure together..." he brushed away a bit of hair from her face. "...Had fun?"

Varrik was now enjoying positively spearing the warlock's face. As she moved her head, so too did he move his hips. He fucked deep into that mouth, feeling the tongue swirl and wrap about him, moving it to tease the slit along her mouth as if this were a collaborative effort; her to suck, him to fuck. Aelius's pounds seemed to be almost a reward for the effort, driving deep into the waiting pussy of the half elf, his hands all over her.

Aelius was loving it, like something in Zafah drawing him onward. He was thrusting again and again, into her as he slammed his cock home. Zafah seemed to entice him like no other. His fingers teased her ass, from cheeks to hole as he surrendered to the curious lust she insspired. He could feel her pussy tremble about his shaft and held off, pushing deeper to hit her spots just as Varrik continued to fill that waiting, burning throat.

For his part,t he gnoll warrior was lost in lust for Tawny, even with his clumsiness as he was disrobing her. This was somewhere between mating dance and savage brawl, the fighter panting as he snarls, rending at her clothing as if he meant to shred them, trying to get back on top.

But when he seized her tail, he felt her pause, rolling to put hi houlder into it, attempting to flip her back, her hips rocking and grinding. Snarling, he growled and seized the tail again, grinning with sharp fangs. "Show you...how pathetic...you fucking..." he rasped in common as he pulled himself to position, holding that tail like he was putting her in a submission hold and pushing with the attempt to enter her.
 
it took all Nia had not to giggle as Luc repeated the ordering part. her eyes looked up, a hint of the teasing that may look more familiar from a certain tiefling there. It didn't stop the elf from widening her mouth, taking in just a little more of that cock inside her. She raised one hand from his member to her throat, feeling the slight bulge as his cock slid just a little inside her. Nia's eyes fluttered, still looking up at him, while she moaned about him, tilting her head as much as his hands would allow, gliding her mouth even more against him.

Her hand shifted back, moving to run along the length of him that couldn't fit. Left to her own devices, Nia would certainly work the cock. Her tongue would move against it as best she could; her head would bob and glide along him. Lips would pull tight, sucking back as she moved, loosening just enough as she glided forward. But she always stopped just short of where she knew she'd gag, only occasionally stretching even a bit further. What was left, she stroked, and teased. Those delicate digits gathered up her saliva and loose bits of Luc's arousal, sliding it along the shaft, sometimes letting the digits almost enter into Nia's mouth.

They drifted low, cupping his balls in an almost worshipful hold, her palm pressing along for a moment before she returned, holding him, keeping him steady. Those eyes kept looking up at him, a sort of lusty glaze continuing up, appreciation coming through even as she bobbed, clearly pleased with herself. She felt her clit give a little spurt, and had to flush, pausing for a moment as she let the sensation of arousal wash over her body, giving her a delicate tremor before she continued.

They seemed to be at least taking a break, if not outright stopped. Felicity let her hands sort of trail along Adrian's body, noting the muscles and all that. Yep, he was definitely a pretty good fuck. No wonder Nia got all cock-drunk for him. But he'd probably been nice to her. Felicity glanced up at him as he answered her question, lips pursing, giving his member another tentative, testing squeeze. She was beginning to think she'd just drawn everything out of him, and was tempted to offer her mouth to see if she could remedy that.

"What? Oh, yeah, totally,' she offered, adding a little shrug. She pursed her lips. "man, you don't even have a sad background! You should take lessons from Zaf. Like, there is nothing fun about her until you hit the demon sex parties, and even that's kinda got this weird, creepy vibe. Guess she's scary hot though..." Felicity trailed off, seeming to just realize that despite being a regular little sex fiend now, she still hadn't gotten to any of her fellow Renegades. Obviously that needed fixing as soon as possible, though she didn't have the faintest clue how she'd talk Nia into it. she glanced up at the half-orc, wondering.

Buuuuuut if Nia was already "making love" with Luc, or even doing that thing where she acted all innocent elfish priestess while sucking a cock, she might have/probably had moved on. Bummer for Adrian, but: "I'd do you again," she concluded, bobbing her head, tail flicking in satisfaction.

Spittle had started to leak out of Zafah's face now. She could feel it seeping out with the thrusts, drawn forth from her convulsing, bubbling throat. She caught most of it, but she couldn't quite contain everything. She kept sucking and pulling, even as she felt Aelius pounding her from behind. Her arms gripped tight as she rode, letting both sides just slam into her as best she could. Her magicks circled them, egging them onward, encouraging them as soundly as her body did to keep hammering into her.

Indeed, Zafah's mouth started swallowing more and more. She was constantly deepthroating Varrik now, swallowing him in the entirety, going to his base, gripping tight, even using her hands to keep him locked in. her throat worked at his sensitive head, as if she could squeeze his cum out entirely. Her head would swirl, moving, pushing against him, as she inhaled his scent directly from her body. Those darkly powered eyes looked up at him in silent command/demand, though it looked and likely felt more like a cum already as opposed to a cum now, slave.

There.. might have been a touch of that latter though.

Her sex squeezed as she felt the cock sliding inside. It tightened as he teased her ass though, and she lightly kicked with her leg, letting him just feel it. Her gaze shifted from Varrik over her shoulder for just a moment, a few flares of fire erupting around his hands. Yeah, no touching that unless she said so. Still, hard to fight too much, considering that her body let out another shiver as the threat of orgasm started tying her insides into even more intricate knots.

Clothing had at this point been shredded. Tawny could feel it wafting about her, more rags than anything sensible. Her breasts remained completely free, the nipples so erect that they were almost painful. Indeed, the arousal that twisted up inside, coiling and curling inward, felt more and more breathtaking with each passing moment. He'd noticed her tail, teasingly pulling it, using it almost like a handle. It wasn't quite enough to get her to stop entirely, just as grabbing a woman's tits wouldn't have her stop, but ti was another sensation.

Her own fangs bared as she felt him twisting, trying to get her into a hold. Her hips moved, and she felt her sex seeking his out. The wrappings had come undone there at some point: shredded, loosened, she didn't know, didn't care. An unruly thatch of dark blonde covered her loins, with the gash of pink within showing where the pussy actually started. Wet slicked back the hairs in much of the area, and they were far, far softer than one might expect.

As she shifted, her lips kissed the head of his cock. He'd feel the scorching heat of her, slightly warmer than most females, increased by the literal drive of arousal within her. She'd shift, her lips kissing his head, almost as if she would tease him, as if she weren't angling so he could thrust directly up and slam himself into her guts. Already her hips had started to grind, seeking that pleasure upon him, humping him through layers, her body certainly not caring about any reservations.
 
Luc felt the trembling of Nia's mouth. Her violet eyes rolled up to him, his own smile firm and controlling, his hand brushing down to her cheek as he ordered her without need for words. He nudged his shaft forward within her mouth, ensuring she took more in. The moaning made her mouth vibrate beautiful, his fingers playing in her hair as he whispered endearments.

The sight of Nia with him in her mouth made him all but shiver in pure ecstasy, his hands combing across her hair, his cock filling her mouth entirely. "Very good...very good, very beautiful Nia...you excel in this..." He pushed his hips at her mouth, truly and utterly savoring Nia's mastery with her mouth. The way her hands moved made him stare even more intently down at the petite elf.

When her fingers cupped him below, he sucked in a deep breath while the suction of Nia's lips did its work. "I want you," it tumbled from his mouth involuntarily at the pleasure, while he stared down at her, seeing her head move, lips sliding up and down on the shaft with a thirst he never might have dreamed of from the demure elf. "I want you..."

Adrian's skin was glazed with slight perspiration but the half-orc was not even winded. He was strong, steady, with a rock hard body and a still-hard cock that all but twitchwithin Felicity's warm blue pussy. He looked at her, seeing the thinning of her blue lips. Involuntarily, he went and kissed her with a touch of roughness behind it, drawing back to flash pointed teeth in a grin. "...huh. Zafah probably wants to step on me and not in te good way...I do agree, though. She's scary hot. Emphasis on hot. Emphasis on scary as well." he gave her ass a gentle pat, chuckling softly...it was evident Adrian was nowhere near done. "You might want to give Luc a try as well. He can be pretty wild when he's a mind to be..." He was remembering Felicity had the stamina to double team Aelius and Varrik. Hell...good for her.

"...And thank you. I'd do you again as well. That's quite the compliment." If Nia was by Luc, though...well...good for her. He hoped Nia was happy. He'd just panicked a bit how swiftly she'd jumped in, but...he looked at Felicity and he growled something in Orcish....and seeing she had no idea what he meant, he chuckled. "On your knees."

The moistening of his cock from Zafah's mouth made Varrik pump her throat even faster, the two moving her in time between themselves, one way and the other. They drove in and out, with an intense fury lighting them both. Aelius was keeping from using a clerical spell as he reached under her to tease the hardened clit between her legs. Both could feel the warlock's magic, their bodies inflamed by it.

In and out they drove inside her, properly spir roasting her as the vernacular went. Both slammed in and out, deep to push within. Varrik grabbed her head, shoving his cock in as deep as he could as he prepared to shoot himself in...he couldn't tell if it was his desire or Zafah's demand wringing it from him, but he came hard, firing himself into her mouth while Aelius continued unabated, driving deep to the centers of Zafah's waiting bliss angled just right.

The gnoll was simply lustful now, beholding the breasts upon her chests, the hard nipples that his nails grazed. His hands traveled over her as he panted heatedly. His eyes blazed, his body working as he attempted to wrestle her into submission. But she was strong, powerful beyond compare for any female as he had seen.

True, she was no gnoll, but those muscles, that tail, those fangs, that defiance. She needed to know and realize her place. With her lips teasing him below, he pushed there with one stroke to try to enter her, his hips pumping furiously with hope or need of technique, simply seeking relief in the body of the vexing warrior before him, snarling all the while with urgent lust.
 
Some part of Nia nearly wanted to giggle as Luc called her beautiful again. Oh, it certainly sounded nice, and possibly coming from at least something of a place of truth and honesty, but even she knew better than to take too much stock in what was said when her lips were wrapped around a dick. That didn't stop the pleased little noise from bubbling up, or from her lips from turning upward, smiling even as she slid along his shaft yet again.

The bobbing became a little more insistent now, as he made his words a little more clear. I want you. It always sounded so wonderful said like that, and she could feel her clit bobbing once more. The throbbing made her drop a hand, but only for a moment, just drifting shy of where she might be showing underneath her robes. She brought her hand right back up, rolling it around the base of his member. Nia slid up and down with more speed and determination than ever, that strand of hair nearly flying about.

She could hear the steady wet schlicking of her own lips gliding over, occasionally met with a slight glug as just a bit of saliva fell free. But her questing hands would gather any loose bits, smearing it over and around him, anointing him further with the seed. Nia sucked harder, letting more of her spittle flow to slick everything, gliding up and down his cock with more and more speed, head consistent, eyes turned upward toward him. She flicked with her tongue, trying to signal that if he needed to blow, he could certainly do so in her mouth... or on her face... or wherever he wanted, actually.

Felicity squeezed her sex again, feeling the cock within. It did still feel thick, but it was just kinda naturally big, wasn't it? Like, maybe bigger even than Varrik's. Felicity almost wanted to ask if Adrian was the biggest among the group, but she was willing to bet they didn't stand around and measure dick sizes. She was still wondering as Adrian kinda worked his way through what was the usual reaction to Zafah, really. If you could get past all the sharp edges, she had that whole hot trainwreck thing going for her.

"Was already planning on it," Felicity said as Luc came up, tail flicking, lips curling up for another smile. Her eyes widened as he growled in orcish again, and she felt her insides clench. Oh wait, was she actually pregnant now? The books and stories always made orcs sound super virile and stuff. Again, there was that potion. Or, wait, was getting knocked up part of Zafah's big plan thing?

"You gotta get outta me first," Felicity pointed out, but she was already starting to squirm. Assuming Adrian didn't stop her, she'd be gliding off easily enough: the girl could escape. It wouldn't be long until she was dropping down, dutifully opening her mouth, blue tongue sliding out and flat, ready for whatever he had in mind (and clearly not minding that his dick had just been fully sheathed in her pussy, likely still covered in her juices).

Yep, Zafah was cumming. She'd felt herself giving way about the time Varriks' cock surged within her. That blast of warmth greeting her, the slightly salty taste filling her senses even as she mostly swallowed the first big shot of his load, zapped straight into her core. She'd probably have started climaxing even if Aeilus hadn't managed to find her clit (wasn't hard; thing was still pierced and very much noticeable) and teased it, possibly even taking advantage of that little ring that the devil had put in.

Between that and the devilish cock, Zafah about lost her godsdamn mind. She felt everything exploding just around her and in her and---well, she wasn't entirely sure what happened for a few seconds. She felt something inside her mouth, inside her sex, warmth just kinda spreading all throughout. Raw pleasure burst through her in one great, fiery cataclysm of sensation. There was no other thought or feeling or much of anything else. She ran on auto: sucking Varrik, moving her mouth so she took him utterly to the root, not budging even as he pulsed more and more seed. Her sex gripped tight upon the cock within, seizing it, squeezing it as it poured forth its load. Everything that was Zafah just sort of burst in flame and desire and did its thing for those several long, powerful seconds.

She likely wouldn't cum down right away, but it would eventually end in a sort of flare up, a snap for her where she was suddenly quite aware of where she was, what she'd did, and how much she'd enjoyed it.

It was definitely wrong, how much Tawny was enjoying herself. The rough gnoll's hands grabbed onto her breasts, and she could feel them grazing against her fully erect nipples. The hard muscle below flexed as she worked to effectively mount him or let him mount up against her, or something. She also slammed her hands into his chest, as if she was still determined to prove which one of them had more strength or something along those lines. Her hips rose and fell against him, possibly pulling against his hands, possibly just slamming against his own hips. His cock had slid into her now: she could feel her walls sliding around him.

Tawny would grip tight. Despite having her share of partners, the sheer physicality of her meant that she would be a snug fit for anyone, particularly a gnoll like this. Her body flexed about him, gripping tight, as if she could win a fight internally as well. She could already feel in grazing against her, his possibly unique cock pushing against her walls throughout. it felt far, far too good, sliding up into her, hitting spots that she hadn't tended to in enough time.

Panting, she began moving a little less toward fucking him up and a little more toward just fucking him, focusing on the movement of her hips, slamming them roughly down against him. Those hands that had been beating him senseless now almost just pinned him down so she could keep using him. Yeah, that was it: she was just using him for her pleasure, fucking him into the dirt so she wouldn't have this confusing need and get involved with whatever the fuck was going on back at camp. Tawny almost growled at the thought, lapsing into something like purring as she just... fucked... the shit... out of... the gnoll.
 
Nia was't just beautiful. Knelt there with her mouth wrapped around his cock, her mouth all but vibrating about him, Luc was convinced she was fucking gorgeous. It might well have been the fact she was currently sucking on his cock, but he was entranced by it, hearing the sweet sounds emanating from her throat now as he pushed further at her mouth.

The scent of her arousal turned him on all the more and he murmured soft endearments to reach her pointed ears: how bad he wanted her, what a good girl she was, how beautiful she was...if she wanted to touch herself, she was more than welcome. He touched that little strand of hair, tucking it behind her ear and putting a hand behind her head to push just delicately at her mouth. How was she so damn good at this? He could stare in slight wonder at the sweet elf blowing him...

And he was suddenly close, feeling on edge. "...Inside...and out..." he ordered her, wanting to see Nia's face painted just a bit.

Adrian was growling softly, squeezing and fondling at Felicity's breasts as he held her aloft. Okay...it was fair to say he had misjudged her. Maybe he was a bit taken with her. Sure, he was providing a check list for the randy little Tiefling, but at the moment he had to say he wasn't minding over it. At mention of Luc, Adrian snickered. "Course you are..." he kissed her neck, before resuming the orcish...

With her wriggling, he slipped out of her easily enough, still firm as she went down to allow him to slip into her waiting mouth., his hand taking hold of a horn to push right there. He had to confess...there was something admirable about Felicity's unapologetic love for who she was. Let this, he thought, be his apology... "Now proceed," he said with a rough edge to his voice and switched to Orcish. "Then I'm going to fuck you from behind in this forest, do you understand me?" So what if she clearly didn't? This just made it more fun.

Varrik was cumming. He was cumming very hard in fact. Embedded between Zafah's lips, he released all he had to coat the inside of her mouth, shooting into her throat as he panted her name. Aelius was pushing his crimson shaft into her pussy, right between those full lips again and again and again as he tried to time it. One crimson finger teased at the pierced little gem between her thighs while Varrik was clearly spending (aelius knew that look well, of course, he thought with amusement)

Zafah was positively bursting about him. And Aelius might never have known a climax like this. Pleasure erupted from him, torn out by Zafah's unbelievable body. With her mouth clenched upon Varrik's cock, Aelius shocked himself into her. Once, twice, thrice, and then...he felt it burst from him, his cock positively a fountain inside her, firing off thick ropes into her body as he pressed in, still rubbing the clit almost on pure instinct as he came. And he made no bones at all about how much he simply loved this.

The Gnoll himself might have noticed something was up. Right now, he couldn't have cared less. Who was fucking who right now? Who gave a fuck about that. He was snarling as she worked against him, hips bucking and grinding while his cock found purchase. He made a low growl deep in his throat as he pulled her to him, nails sliding all over this insane beast of a woman's body.

Tight, he thought. So fucking tight. He snarled as he made this a battle, rocking up to pierce her with him himself as he grabbed on to her and pumped his hips up in a flurry. Not so much skill as with power that he ground himself up, rocking their hips together with low snarls as he continued. She was moving as if to slam him into the dirt with her motions and he was rather here for it.

Attempting to roll her over suddenly and fuck her right back into the earth in turn.
 
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