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Alliance by Necessity {darkest_fate & Vanein}

Adrian liked elves. To his relief, elves tended to usually like Adrian right back. Especially those who liked a spot of rough. An Nia's ass was quite tuned for this, he was happily discovering. The way her ass clenched to his finger, good and snug with him there. He was growling lustfully at the prospect of what they were doing. "Call me 'sir' going forward. Am I understood?'

And the way he teased herbelow. The poor thing did not seem to have had many who enjoyed her body for what it was. Fools, he thought, not appreciating the loveliness of this body. She was all but praying to her gods for it, before he ordered her over. She obeyed immediately, to his delight. She must have been close, so unbelievably, ineffably aroused, just as his cock throbbed with desire... "You ask permission, before you cum," he told her firmly as he slid his cock into her ass. "You be good...and you'll be rewarded..." he squeezed a cheek of her perky little ass...before giving it a light spank.

he guided her desire as the thrusts began. He was taking her to the edge of desire, before pulling her back. He was not allowing her any relief, any release, not before he took his own. Mounted on her, he steadily thrust his cock into her tight ass so she could hear the wet slaps of skin to skin while he pounded firm at her ass. "You like it...?" he teased her clit, before he seized her hair, holding it back tightly.

Aelius was looking to Varrik eating Chastity out. "You want the benefit of her mouth?" He asked his comrade cheerfully. He was fucking Chastity's mouth with an eagerness. "You have to sample this..." he said. Both were skilled, not only in sex, but in threeways. IT wouldn't be the first time they'd shared after all. Wouldn't even be the hundredth, probably. Aelius grinned down at Chastity. "One of us is going to fuck you quite good. Then the other is." he pushed right to her mouth, his tail around her neck and head. Varrik was then up and Aelius made sure he left that mouth, Varrik tugging Chastity's head down...as Aelius's tail slid down to rub between Chastity's legs to see the arousal, teasing her before playfully tapping her ass in a spank. Aelius used his skilled fingers on her, sliding them in and out of Chastity as he knelt down, kissing her neck as Varrik sampled her skills with the mouth.

"Up for being unburdened, Bluecherry...?" Aelius smirked. "Front or behind...? We can go...possibly ALL night."

Lucian raised his eyebrow at the laugh. "Well...well, nevermind," he said, thinking of Tawny again. Maybe he'd talk to her...seriously, just the two of them. "...Yeah, alley will do. Tension and all." He set his ale away and offered his hand to her...leading her out to the alley, looking at that crimson hair, that gorgeous face of the warlock.

"...Well, let's get it out of our systems."
 
Nia nodded quickly, feeling a slight warmth as clearly Adrian had some understanding of how this game actually worked. "Yes sir," she said, almost meekly, the words nearly a squeak. As if she weren't already turned on by just this whole experience. she ached, yearned, burned like never before, and would probably have done anything short of betraying her friends or her god if he asked. Her body felt like nothing so much as molten puddy in his hands, oh so willing to be molded.

Naturally she nodded at his order, waiting only a beat before adding: "Y--yes sir," she said, "but sir, I'm... I'm really close," she almost whined as she felt that full sensation of a cock sliding into her, parting flesh, nestling between the two rounded spheres of her ass. Another little spurt of arousal leaked out, and Nia bit her lip. She always hated the "don't cum" order, because she came so easily and usually tried to make her pleasure not a concern of her partners. The last thing Nia wanted was to be called "bad." That was Chastity's fantasy, not hers.

"Hanali!" she breathed again as she felt him thrust into her, starting to build the rhythm. She adjusted, the position awkward, her upper half almost out of the tub, her lower barely holding her cheeks apart while she tried to brace. "It's oh---it's so good, oh, oh, sir, please can I come!?" she sounded almost panicked. Her hands flew from her ass, one gripping before her, the other closing tight against the ledge. she felt her clit spasm again. She let out another yelp as she felt his hand stroking her again. "oh no, my clit," she breathed, feeling the hand pumping her. Then he pulled, arching her back.

"Ahaa!" she almost shouted that one, before a hand slapped to her mouth, smothering her own cries. She pinched her eyes shut, shivering. Fingers parted to let words dribble out: "Sir, I'm---I'm going to--if you don't stop---I---I need to cum, sir---I---" Nia clenched internal muscles, desperately trying, but her body was starting to leak despite her will, the situation just too much for her.

Stars nearly swam in Chastity's vision as she kept bobbing her head, all but fucking her mouth against the cock inside it. She kept grinding back, trying to get more sensation. As Aelius grinned down, she grinned up. Her hands gave the balls a little squeeze, before running along the bottom. Delicate fingers teased till they hit her bobbing mouth, ran along the spit slick shaft to cup below, and she seemed to try and kiss her own fingers. But even eager little Chastity was having trouble keeping up, what with the hand eating her mouth, and now a tail teasing her, even adding a spank. She let out a groan, flicking her own tail back in response, as if to lightly tap him in a "naughty boy" way.

Aelius gone, Chastity sucking a few gasps of air, before seeing a new cock. She wasted no time, sinking her mouth into it even as she felt the work below. Fingers soon parted her folds, teasing and finding the warm wet. Chastity flicked her tail back, wrapping around a wrist as it pulled against her, insisting that he gather at least a little more, only pulling back as she got distracted by the cock bulging her throat. She closed there, dragging her teeth just enough to add a little danger, her tongue swirling around inside. Again she paused only as the one behind distracted, getting at her neck.

She let out a little noise of frustration, actually raising a hand to point to her mouth, trying to remind him that she was a little busy to be speaking right then. What she really wanted was both at once, but that would be fucking hard to manage with her mouth full. She tried flicking her hands in Thieves' Cant, not sure if either of them understood or if jump both at once would translate into the current situation.

"This look like a hand holding situation?" asked Zafah, raising her brows. She rolled her eyes and waved for him to follow. Wouldn't be the first time she'd hit her knees in the alley behind TLH, and likely wouldn't be the last. "Charmer," she drawled, like she hadn't established the mood. Despite that, Zafah sank down to her knees, already working at his pants. "I swear to Nia's god, if you try that 'let me repay the favor,' bullshit, I'll fireball the whole damn alley," she'd mimicked a prissy voice at that. It was evident from how Zafah's hands moved that Chastity wasn't the only one with thieving experience, as she deftly undid buckles, belts, and fasteners in her way. She reached in to pull him out, taking a look at what she was getting into, needing to back up a little to catch it with her one eye.

Shrugging, she leaned down and spat, beginning to rub it with her hand. "No grabbing my fucking head and trying to skull fuck me. I'll deepthroat you if I fuckin' feel like it. And you tell me when you cum: I'm not swallowing your damn seed. Only fucking girl I know likes doing that is fucking Nia. I don't care what that one whore or your true love said to you: she just wanted to make you feel good and see if you'd 'repay the favor.'" despite her words, Zafah did lower her lips, but paused, puffing some hot air against his tip, waiting for some kind of confirmation, and possibly a slight indication of who was in charge here.
 
This was a dance Adrian had waltzed many times before, a game he had played regularly. The flush to Nia's cheeks, the shift in her scent, the obvious arousal told him he was doing it right, with her so stiff and hard, so utterly ready and heated. "Sir gave an order. Beg if you need to..." he whispered as he picked up his pace. His smile grew as he pounded away at her tight rear. In and out he thrust from her, his cock penetrating with equal, ardent strokes. His hips collided with her ass, one hand gripping her hair tighter...

And he whispered gently "Good girl..." All approval now as he pumped away at her. "Very, very good...you may cum. Good girls get to cum." He could tell Nia liked praise. No need to torment her, even as he pumped her clit with his eager hand. "Go ahead, Nia...good girls get to cum as hard as they wish." And with that he tugged her head back, sealing his lips to hers in an eager kiss.

Aelius had absolutely adored the attention from Chastity-not that such a name was remotely appropriate, he thought. The tap of her tail amused him, making him playful swat her rear with his own all the harder. "Naughty girl. Very bad," Aelius said with the same coy voice he had used previously. He ran the tail against her, Varrik rolling his eyes as he got to work with Chastity's mouth...letting her get a breath before he enjoyed the warm wetness within her lips.

Aelius was fingering her quickly, Varrik sighing at the gentle graze of teeth. "You can gesture, can't you? No need for talking..." Aelius purred as e helped them adjust, so Chastity was lying back, her legs parted as he went down to lap at her, while Varrik hovered to her turned head, pushing into her mouth like he never wanted to stop. Aelius shifted up, still teasing her folds and clit with his fingers while Varrik glared.

"Who said you go first?"

"This was my idea, sooo...."

"Like HELL it is!" Varrik breathed. "Mmm, damn but her mouth is good..."

"Imagine how much better it'll be during!" Aelius pointed out, hands squeezing at Chastity's breasts. "Now if there are no further objections...?"

Luc was realizing quickly from how Zafah had walked with him to the alley that she was not the sentimental type. She sank to her knees there, working at his belt. He peered down at the elf. "Ground rules understood and acknowledged," the Paladin remarked as he stroked her hair. "Weren't we going to satisfy one another though?" There was something that made the Wolf Within as he liked to call it...rather heated about the notion of fucking in an alleyway without abandon. "I'll warn you, though. Won't be an issue.

Lucian was well past the point of acknowledgement there, gazing down at Zafah, his own naturally dominant side seeking a challenge as he flashed her a grin, standing to rigid attention. He nudged to Zafah's lips a bit, eager to have tension relieved...filing away in his mind to speak to Tawny proper later.

"No need to swallow. Any objection to fucking proper after then?" A bit coarser than the paladin of Kelemvor might normally have been. But it had been a hell of a day.
 
More and more arousal kept bubbling up, and Nia was afraid she was going to erupt at just any moment now. The fear spiked through the arousal threaded through it, laced along it, amplifying the sensation... which just made her feel like she was going to cum even more. Then, as if all that weren't enough, she felt hard hips collide with her soft ass, pressing deep within her. Nia let out a gasp, feeling her body shiver, having to again bit her lip and let out a low, deep noise.

"Please, please---" she started, only to feel her clit twitch again, so eager in his hand. She knew she'd started leaking, that she had actually started to cum the moment he'd said "may." Her body leaked out more and more of her arousal, dribbling it all over his stroking hand, adding more to the friction. Her muscles squeezed him, and she felt his cock delving in. Grateful, shivering, still riding pleasure, she leaned back, parting lips. Another shiver, another burst from her little clitty, and another deep orgasm starting to ripple through her body, one started pushing up by the cock within.

Nia sucked the tongue for a moment, before releasing. She rolled slightly against him. "Sir hasn't cum yet," she breathed, her voice slightly hoarse from her suppressed noises. She glanced toward the door, as if just realizing that technically she'd been all but yelling her little brains out in a relatively public place. As if the proprietors hadn't all but expected it, given how most of the two adventuring parties had been eyeballing one another. Nia gave her rear another squeeze, looking back, getting ready to shift so he could finish, could use her for his pleasure as well as hers.

Another spike of pleasure shot straight into Chastity with that swat. She let out another almost throaty giggle around the cock in her mouth, smiling about it, eyes dancing with delight. Tail tapped against him cheekily, almost drawing flirty circles along that firm body. she took advantage of the breath, but pushed back down as she felt him moving forward, every bit an eager little thing, an oh-so-willing participant in her own debauching.

Oh, they were shifting, Chastity squirmed, noting that they had more or less left her top still on, not to mention boots and gloves. The leather looked almost to accent the tiefling's noticeable curves, the few strings she'd gotten undone atop looking about ready to give way. She kept her mouth latched upon cock, but couldn't help but squeal as she felt the hands teasing her sex, body rolling again, another little sensuous movement among oh so many. So good, and---and now they were arguing. Chastity's eyes flicked as they focused, even for a few seconds, on bickering. She let out a sharp noise of protest, one hand tapping Varrik, her tail lashing out to almost whip Aelious. The greedy little thief clearly didn't want them to stop lavishing her with the attentions she obviously so richly deserved. Oh, or maybe she should have encouraged the fighting? It was about her? She groaned, rolling her hips, the need rising up again. Gods, she felt tight, but oh so ready.

Zafah looked at the dick, wondering if they were ready or not. No swallowing was usually cue enough; guys hated that, but it was the fucking truth. If they wanted a girl to suck them off, they'd better A) go down and B) eat some good shit. Take a clue from the horny blue tiefling already. But any other objections? Zafah shrugged. "Yeah, sure, why the hell not?"

She grabbed his cock then, moving her head sideways. Tongue extended, and she rolled all the way up the side, flicking it as she drew near the sensitive tip. Zafah rolled her hand up to follow soon, pulling back, smearing her own spittle to give the whole thing a sheen. Her digits, slightly calloused along the edges, teased all about his tip, before her lips came back. She actually slid a few inches straight down then, but instead of sucking or pulling back, she actually lightly nip at him. She pulled back again, dragging her teeth along the lower part of his member, before flicking her tongue against the head.

Her hand worked the shaft, while she bobbed, focusing lips on head. She drew tight, lavishing attention on those few inches with her mouth, while below, she squeezed. her other hand dipped, cupping down beneath, teasing, even adding a little magical puff of air as she channeled a cantrip up at him. She pulled off his cock again, stroked, aimed, and then sank, taking in several inches in one solid, long thrust, hitting the back of her throat. Probably not quite all, depending on length: but more than he'd probably see from most in one go.
 
There was a sweetness to such heated sex that Adrian had not quite been expecting. A low growl built deep in his throat as Nia trembled under him. Her arousal only fed into his own, like a raging flame that kindled and spread even more than he had ever thought possible. "You're very beautiful." Look at him being such a romantic, he thought. But it was true, and she was eager for praise, his body pounding against hers. "And so good." Good in obeying orders...

And good in the sense she was an absolutely incredible fuck. "Sir will get there..." he said it calmly, patiently. He did not give one single, solitary damn who might hear them and knowing about their actions. Not even a little, he thought. The clench of her ass made him gasp softly and tugged harder at her clit. "Go ahead, sweet thing...cum..." he pushed closer into her...feeling at his limit as well.

Aelius was spanking her with his tail firmly as she continued blowing Varrik. The little giggles only delighted both men as Varrik practically purred what a bad girl she was. Aelius had undone her top to expose her bust, going in to take a sapphire-colored nipple into his mouth and graze with his teeth. The boots and gloves he was going to leave her discretion as his fingers teased her clit.

Chastity put an end to any arguing, reminding them where focus needed to be. But Aelius slid her legs apart and nestled between them as Varrik helped her look, even as she sucked at his cock...of the tiefling settling between the thief's legs. His cock pressed to her clit as he settled there, lips working her breasts before he touched the shaft to the blue gem of her clit. He began to rock there, moving his hips as he ground the shaft against her center of pleasure. Over and over, he moved as if fucking her without entry.

The ultimate tease for the ruthless cleric and Varrik had her mouth well filled as to evade protest. Only when she was wet and trembling did Aelius shift...and begin the entry, the handsome tiefling smiling with fangs as he guided himself inside Chastity's body....good and slow. "Bad girl indeed..."

"Glad to hear we agree then." Luc had it into his head Zafah was not a woman used to getting things anywhere but her own way. He also figured pissing her off was a very bad idea. He loved going down usually, but if Zafah wasn't in the mood on 'returning favors'...well, hell, maybe he'd just do it if she liked it. "Please continue," he said as her mouth and hands got working. He closed his eyes to savor feeling before he felt teeth and fuck did he growl, almost snarling like a wolf.

Teeth were a mixed blessing. Fuck's sake, someone could screw that up and kill the mood (among other things)...but this felt...well, really, really fucking good. The woman's skill with a blowjob was nothing short of warlock magic. He moved delicately at her mouth, not fucking it, but simply savoring the feeling. The feel of her hands moving, the magic she utilized...

....okay, this was probably one of the most thorough and wonderful times someone had fucked him with their mouth, but to reveal that might put him too much in Zafah's power. He stroked her red hair and he enjoyed, moving slightly and giving no sign she had him as hers.

"Very nice," he said in a most professional tone. "Hope we can fuck as well as you suck..." he made it just enough of a challenge to tease her...might be playing with fire, but that was what could make it fun.
 
With his hand around her clit, Adrian would feel the reaction the instant he complimented her. Not only was Nia already bubbling out, her arousal, her orgasm, making it self known quite evidently, but her clit surged with the compliment, body reacting directly not simply to the words, but the heart behind them, the acknowledgement and acceptance of her beauty as the female she very much was. The petite elf let out another little shiver as her orgasm sank itself deep within her, burying with the other compliments of the like so good... indeed

Another little push, more promises, Nia's body shivering. She looked back, seeing him panting, shivering again. Her sensitive clitty still trembled, seemed to pulse again, as if looking was just enough to roll her back into her own pleasures. She lowered, making herself fully available to him, body spreading, bracing against the tub. Her legs spread as she felt him sliding in to her yielding backdoor, delicate frame opening up for the pounding the impressively built half-orc delivered unto her. She felt more shivers, her desires shifting, knowing that the next little burst of pleasure that rolled through her was essentially an orgasm of a different sort, one drawn not from her teased clit ,but from the pleasures of being taken like this. Still her body trembled through it, shivering in the little delights that this bold man inflicted upon her oh so willing body.

Eyes fluttered with pleasure, so very, very thankful she'd agreed to this man's advances.

As Chastity had figured, the only thing better than having one man play with you after flirting was two. Her mouth remained delightfully full of cock, while something else spank the soft, heart-shaped flesh of her dark blue ass. Her curvy body heaved, rolling once more against him, trying to grind the increasingly needy, bared sex against anything it would. The impressive breasts jiggled slightly with the motion, the dusky nipples seeming to pulse with more need. Yet more of those starry freckles dotted along her chest, as if creating a constellation to match her arousal. With the long gloves and longer, laced up boots, she looked every inch the nightly display of wanton lust, melting onto the sheets beneath her two eager lovers.

Another noise, this of deep pleasure, echoed around the cock in her mouth. a skillful hand returned, teasing along the base, giving the balls a little squeeze, half encouraging, half insisting that he not cease until she could taste all of him. Eager she may be, but Chastity's lack of experience and excited started to show as the red cock landed between blue legs. Her mouth closed for a moment, biting, not entirely hard, not with purpose, but just because the trembling, nearly vibrating, tiefling simply couldn't keep her act together. Her tail swished immediately, circling Aelius's balls, wrapping several times around the base of his cock. It tugged him toward her, as if he needed further encouragement to head to the molten core of her virginal body. She felt that head tease her clit, grind down, and she let out a throaty moan, eyes rolling. She tugged with her tail as he pressed against her, sure, certain, determined that he would start sliding into her moist center, only to find him rolling up, sliding along her body, smearing himself with her want. Chastity could practically see it sticking to him as his cock jutted up over her rippling, slightly rounded tummy.

A whine left around her lips, followed by another noise of protest. The tiefling slapped the bed with her free hand, rolling her hips several times. She let out another several noises, as one of her legs hooked back, kicking Aelius in the ass quite literally. She gave him a quite pointed look, indicating that while she may be one of the most giggly creatures in the Realms, she did not find this funny, and his smile was not appreciated, even if it did send another pool of warmth in the gathering eruption between Chastity's legs. She felt him sliding within, and the noises turned from muffled annoyances, to a high pitched one of joy:

because as soon as even a little of that cock got in her, Chastity was cumming.

Was it awful that Zafah didn't see cumming as necessary for sex on her end? Okay, yeah, she enjoyed it, obviously. She wouldn't have been caught in her past relationship if the asshole hadn't been able to make her cum with alarming regularity. But she found almost as much enjoyment from watching a man look and act like Luc now. She had this powerful, stern paladin all but "yes-ma'am-ing" her, and given the way his eyes rolled, and his growl, she was achieving precisely what she wanted.

Though her brows furrowed a moment, recognizing something in what he looked like. Fuck, was he a...? If so, no way in hell was she going to swallow his cum. Fuck, just suspecting was enough: they couldn't afford a curse removal, though Nia might be able to manage it. For now, the warlock kept bobbing along his cock, drawing her body back, keeping lips pursed all the way up, gently sucking as she moved, before releasing. another quick mutter from her first, and a spectral hand, glowing a little red and looking almost like a succubus, appeared. With a downright wicked grin, Zafah directed it down, fondling first Luc's balls, then the little pad of flesh between them and his backside.

"Full package,' she drawled, nodding, before giving him another hard look with the eye: "Warning before you blow," she repeated, before returning to the task at hand. Her more attached hands returned to their work, running along, creating another quick puff of hot air from the bottom while circling around the stem of his admittedly impressive cock. Mouth worked from above, pushing down, bobbing, as the warlock worked him from almost four locations at once, clearly attempting to show off. She rolled her tongue along him, backed up, extended, lay it flat, and then glided down, letting him feel her all the way down to his stem this time, mouth closing, throat moving around his tip. Fuck, fuck, this actually was hard: he was just big enough that she could feel even her practiced throat convulsing. Wasn't gonna stop her, and definitely wasn't stopping her hands from teasing all around.
 
Adrian was a well muscled half orc, to say the least. He was dominant, he was strong, he was handsome, he had even been described as gorgeous a few times. He had the cock to match a well; proud, hard and big, thick with a light green coloration, a darker green tip. Not overly huge, but well endowed enough to be impressive. Nia was taking it perfectly, simply divine in the way her body accepted the strong member.

And Nia was such a good girl. So eager to please, so appreciative of the attention! Here she was, willingly knelt over, letting him positively worship her beauty, thrust after thrust. He was taking her with a hard eagerness, his cock glistening from the droplets of water on them. And Nia needed to cum. Fuck, so did he! He smiled as he worked his hips, sawing his cock into the tightness of her ass.

Her spread legs, her kneeling body, the pure submission and the joy therein. When was the last time he had felt something this incredible? He had no idea and it was even more enrapturing, more intoxicating, more envigorating and arousing. So he pushed his cock into her, delighted Nia had been so eager. Perhaps the others were enjoying themselves as well...right now, his only focus was on Nia. Oh, she might enjoy some of the others, too. That was fine with him, absolutely fine. Adrian liked to share and share alike

The spank he gave her was not a brutal or rough one. Rather, it was purely encouraging, a sign of what a good girl Nia was. The clenching of her body, the orgasm she was having....he ordered it again "Cum." He tugged her aching clit, burying his own cock in her rear as he prepared to spend. "Cum like a good girl...giving her all."

Aelius and Varrik were currently having the time of their year, being able to play together against such a lithe, lively, lovely blue Tiefling. Varrik's cock was slightly larger than Aelius's own, pale, though somewhat narrower with perhaps a reminder of his half-elf heritage...Aelius, by contrast, had what could only be referred to, quite jokingly as a 'ruby rod,' long and slender, even with the generous size, a curve at the end and a beautiful shade of red with lines almost like beautiful crimson veins of fire, ending in a ruby tip...now glistening with Chastity's saliva

Enthusiasm was a wonderful thing, Aelius thought. There they were, sharing Chastity...with her unbelievable drive for lust and to finally get fucked. not that they intended to make this simple for her, did they? Her tail brushed Aelius's balls, his smart growing as he rocked his body to hers. His cock pressed on her clit, ruby staff to sapphire gem. And he rubbed there, all while Varrik pumped his pale cock to her mouth, angling to push the tip down her throat. Aelius braced himself, aiming that cock to the moist center of Chastity.

And in he went. Bright ruby sank into yielding, aroused flesh. In he went, inch by inch. The tap of her leg on his rear made him smirk as he sank into her. And then he was inside her, his cock sheathing into the other Tiefling's moist folds. "Bad girl," he murmured as her body clenched, heat and wetness bathed his long shaft. "Oh, bad girl, cumming so soon!" He pinched her nipple, Varrik keeping that mouth occupied, before Aelius straightened up...Varrik leaned over to help, his hands dancing over her breasts. Like Chastity, he had a thief's hands, his fingers teasing at the nipples, gently tugging and pulling at them with the deft delicacy of a rogue. They reached down to tease Chastity's abused clit.

All as Aelius's cock moved in and out of her, a steady and heated rhythm. The tiefling was not one to cum too quickly when his partner did. Both were experienced...they were going to make this last. Chastity was going to have a very, very memorable time here.

Lucian was appreciative of Zafah's energy with a blowjob now. Growling softly, he almost resented the control Zafah had over him with his cock up her mouth. He could see she was enjoying this, but damned if he didn't want to get back a bit...it was something else, still. Even more erotic, even more arousing now.

Then she used a spectral hand and FUCK, there went self control. His hips bucked, his cock on display...proud and strong, Luc was the image of a gifted paladin. His cock throbbed before Zafah, powerful and thick, with a head that leaked just a touch of white before her. The touch of her on his balls made him shiver as he looked at her. But he held himself extremely well, grinning as he answered the challenge.

He was hard as a goddamn steel blade now. Filling Zafah's mouth as he pushed just a bit to her mouth, her hands teasing him. but two could play this game. He stared at Zafah, appreciating every effort, hand in her hair as he whispered. "I want you up, Zafah." He grinned, wolfish in the evening light, his teeth showing as the handsome paladin made his desires known.

"Let's fuck."
 
As if under his thrall, Nia's body jerked. She gasped, even feeling her little clitty produce just a little drizzle of her arousal. The orgasm seeped through her, spreading warm pleasure throughout as she lay there, taking him more and more with every thrust. Nia could feel the waters swirling around them, teasing her legs, bathing her lower half in diminishing heat, nearly cooling her from ardor that Adrian fanned with each passing thrust. she felt the moving water lap at her clit as Adrian jerked it, forcing another little drizzle, milking the cute little elf.

But she felt the tension truly mounting, something beyond those pleasure aftershocks and the buried arousals. She let out a little yelp: "I'm---I'm---" she managed, before letting out a loud yell in elfish. The first sentence had barely finished before her hand was over her mouth, fingers only just diminishing her cries of utter pleasure at her body's reactions. Should she be begging him as passion ignited within her, forcing her to react in such a violent way? Should she whimper, look to him? The thoughts swirled even as pleasure hooked Nia's brain, casting aside those intrusive wonderings and any other stray thought in a fiery burst of raw pleasure.

It erupted forth in a strong burst. She felt her clitty explode, no doubt covering Adrian's working hand with the scalding hot juices of Nia's overflowing arousal. It just kept going, as if he were drawing not just an orgasm from the elf, but the pleasure itself. Each thrust, each roll of his hand, made her bubble more and more. The elf barely gripped onto the tub with one hand, keeping her mouth smothered with another, while her eyes rolled, the pleasure overcoming, overwhelming.

And this was only the first round.

Had Chastity ever really imagined this for her first? She'd pictured just about anything and anyone, really. And she'd certainly seen handsome being of elf blood: Varrik's was not the first cock of elfish lineage to slide between blue lips, sucked eagerly and drooled upon. There had been a tiefling or two, again, fumbled with, handed, but like this? With the red pointing at her like a rod of pure passion, sinking into her utterly oozing sex? And she'd thought toys had felt amazing!

The tiefling let out a joyful noise, bubbling out around Varrik's cock. She just couldn't help herself yet again. Her body shivered, the little pleasure exploded. That first bubbly noise turned into a smothered shriek of delight. Chastity's flexible frame undulated perfectly, waving before them, demonstrating that she could certainly work herself. Internally she felt her sex clamping upon the welcome guest, tight softness surrounding his member, insisting on pulling him in as surely as the tail and leg and everything else about the bucking, climaxing tiefling.

If Aelius was expecting a hymen though, he'd be disappointed. Chastity has busted that ages ago, using a toy not too dissimilar in shape or design from what was in her mouth now. The snugness still seemed some testament to the lack of use, though it certainly seemed that would be in the past. The thought made Chastity shiver, more wet seeping forth to ease the glide of that ruby red tool into her dark blue folds. She let out another little happy coo around the cock within her, bits of spit bubbling up around.

Before she'd been at least trying to keep up, but the tiefling was increasingly falling behind, and she knew it. She rolled her hips, trying to buck down, to rally, to meet the thrusts coming. Her tail tugged again, and she slid it up, feeling how much was left. A little whimper left her as she realized that despite how full she felt already, there was still quite a bit left. But she wanted it all, and tugged, rubbing at the bits of ruby flesh left. Her hands moved as well, reaching for Varrik, teasing his balls even as he pulled at her. Yet when he pulled at her nipple, distorting her breast for a moment, everything in Chastity tightened. Her body rolled for just a moment, sex clamping like a vice. Her fingers pulled tight, gripping the cock in an iron grasp, pulling it into her mouth. It got worse as they touched her clit again, the tiefling letting out another sharp squeal, hips arching toward Aelius, bending her body into all sorts of fun contortions. So. Much. Fun.

Ah, there it was! Zafah smiled as she felt the pulse. Oh, she was annoyed: he was supposed to tell her when he was about to cum, not leave it up to her to figure it out from the throbbing dick inside her. Fucker was lucky that Zafah knew her way around a cock, so that when he finally did start spurting she closed her throat as best she could. There wouldn't be any head movement from her, only the questing hands, all three working together to coax the seed out, yes. But she gathered it in her mouth, wincing at the taste, likely salty at the least, though dependent some on Luc's diet.

She tapped him first, and if he didn't move, she would push him off her, turning to spit his cum, pointing at her mouth and casting prestidigitation to get it clean. Her eye looked up at him, noting that he'd kept her hair pulled. Ruby strands filled his fingers, to be sure, but it also fully bared that sharp face, including the usually covered left side. A jagged, nasty looking scar crossed right over, starting at her nose and ending just beyond, closing that bit of vision for good. No eye patch, no glamour, no mask, only that hair which so often moved for moments like this.

The other eye narrowed. "Like hell," she said, spitting, "I'm pretty fucking sure there's some weird bestial bullshit going on with you. An' I'm not gonna get some magical lycanthropy STD bullshit. You know how much it costs to get that shit out? We had to do it with Nia," she shook her head. "Unless you magic up a godsdamn sheath or a fucking scroll of remove curse, we ain't fucking."
 
"Yes. You. ARE." Adrian's voice carried with it a wave of approval. He was enjoying her body more than he could say. One hand left her hair to rub at her breast before he felt her spasms. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back, wanting to kiss her, not so much romantic as it was a pure claiming. His kiss was not rough and hard, but warm and passionate, his hands working on her...an act nevertheless of pure domination. Claiming her lips as he claimed her body, demanding she give him everything now as he pumped away into her willing and eager ass.

Fiery pleasure subsumed and filled him as he drove into her deeply...and he released. He came hard into the elf. A little growl escaped him, a hard grunt and then he said her name: "Nia," he managed as he kept himself into her, releasing his cum there as his body trembled and shivered, all while he gave her what he had to offer. He nibbled and nipped at her neck and across it. He relaxed on her, remaining inside as he panted out against her, having cum so hard inside her.

"Need a breather?" He asked.

The sounds Chastity made were delightful, making her mouth vibrate around Varrik's hard shaft. He grabbed her hair, then her horns, making damn sure she didn't cease sucking now. Such an eager, lovely thing Chastity was, the little thief must have been well used to getting her mouth going, curse or no curse. Well, who cared? Certainly not him, he thought eagerly. He was simply enjoying these skills, nice to see them being able to give back. Aelius. His hands returned to mauling her breatss and clit while Aelius...

Aelius was treating this like a conquest, like a conversion. He was wielding his body and cock like weapons, set to convert Chastity's body until it was his instrument. Into her tight and willing pussy he went, into her body he sank. Every motion was designed to set her to trembling ecstasy, every push designed to hit the right spots. He wanted her tremblign and bucking, climaxing before him all for her first time.

There was no maidenhead, which he was glad enough for. In fact, the more pleasure, the less he had to hold back, the better. He took her hips, helping her roll and buck while he thrust himself forward. His hips hit hers, his pelvic bone smacking roughly to her clit. His tail came up to wrap and coil around her breasts, the tip slipping to her nipples to tease them.

Oh, he was just delighted, Aelius thought, pumping now as he hit a new pace...and Chastity knew exactly what it was like to get fucked.

Zafah was a goddamn sorceress with a cock, Lucian decided. He was looking at her, still fascinated as she sucked and worked her way all along the shaft as he throbbed and twitched at her mouth. "Don't stop," he murmured as he felt her hair, looking down at her. "And- " he stopped as she said it.

Well, fuck. Okay, this would need some explanation, he thought...as he saw her face. The nasty scar, the nose, the eye...the socket...Zafah had clearly been messed up. It would've been enough to make some men limp. But Luc? In his eyes, Zafah briefly just looked...stronger. Hell, the scar just made her so much fucking HOTTER to him there. "It's not like that...in Kelemvor's name...it's repressed," Luc said. "Regular...prayers keep it in check. And my own lay-on-hands...it keeps it from spreading...and it's only...usually good with a bite..." usually, but not always. But the Temple did have a way to keep it away...In Kelemvor's name, I can't infect you. That's an oath I can't break. I'm telling the truth. We've put into practice." Well, they had, along with one of the high priestesses to assist. It had been confirmed with the spells in place, it was harmless.

"I can't turn you or infect you. So, with that in mind, I would veyr much like to fuck with you." He seemed to get even harder looking at her...as if Zafah couldn't have gotten hotter to him.
 
Lips seized Nia's, and while she could sense a slight bit of affection, she'd had enough men seize her with their lips to know when she was being claimed. The petite elf melted before it ,gave way, gave herself in lips as readily as she did her convulsing rear. The heat cascaded from her lips, oozing throughout her trembling body, coaxed more and more desire throughout, feeding a growing addiction. Her body spread, twisted, became that perfect hole.

Nia; the breathed name, near perfection, laced with so much tension and pleasure. The cleric squeezed her ass, perfectly milking her partner as she felt her own arousal washing through out, around. She collapsed under him as he fucked her into the tub, felt her body pooling, clit still spasming. Only Adrian's arms would hold her limp body upright. The elf shivered again while she felt warmth spreading into her ass, filling her. It always felt so divine, having those sensations of warmth and arousal pushing inside her.

Lips nibbled, and she heard the question of caution. She opened her eyes, looking back. Adrian kept proving himself almost too good, and she smiled. Her hand lowered, just above her belly, and she closed her eyes, focusing: "Cure wounds," she breathed, feeling the healing energies wash over, eliminating the little bits of soreness, leaving only pleasure. She also knew from experience that he'd feel it cascading through him, the delicate life energies pulsing through his dick directly. Then, she gave him a shy smile over her shoulder, hands moving to brace against the tub, showing no other touch. But her ass clamped down hard, as she breathed again: "B--bear's endurance," she breathed, making sure her ass clenched tight. The spell would seep first directly into Adrian's cock, before spreading out, giving him the increased constitution, the endurance, and, when mixed with the healing spell, quite probably letting him go again immediately.

"I--I'd like to face you, um, this time," she said, her voice a little meek. "If that's alright? I'm, um, also fine with just, bracing. I just---we don't have to, again, I mean, but, well, um, you're so kind and handsome and I just thought, um," she flushed as she turned away, as if too embarrassed to face him, "I just thought that surely the gods would appreciate my rewarding you for this."

What had Chastity done to deserve this? She felt like she was going to start drowning in pleasure. Her mouth grew increasingly sloppy as Varrik just fucked the shit out of her face. She could feel his hands drifting, first to her slightly curled hair, making her pussy spasm just a bit; then to her horns, where she gripped Aelius in another eager squeeze, each time thrusting her mouth. Little wet noises left her, sometimes with little squeals, but despite her eagerness, Chastity was quite evidently getting fucked into near oblivion. her eyes had even started to roll slightly.

Hips hit hers, and she felt every inch of tiefling cock within her, that curve perfectly positioned. Her body convulsed, her sex grasping every bit, clamping down tight, wanting to feel him inside as this one rippled through her. She let out another little noise of pleasure, her body waving, muscles obviously contorting around, mouth even closing a few times. That curved dick had hit something just right in her, an intense pleasure that Chastity hadn't managed in her own explorations. it shot forth now, and she could just feel a little spray of wet splashing against their hips. Her tail curled around Aelius' waist. her legs tried to join, her hips rolling, trying to bring him along as she rode out that deep orgasm.

Yep, this was definitely why people loved sex so much; Chastity so called it.

Yeah, fucking called it alright. Zafah nearly folded her arms as she looked up at him, his dick still glistening with her spit. He was swearing in the name of his god, which just had Zafah snorting. "I fucking look like Tawny or Nia to you?" she asked. "I've heard too many oaths to believe that shit," still, she knew enough about Luc to know the fucker didn't lie... usually. Every goddamn bastard lied the moment they had their dicks in a wet mouth, not that Zafah really blamed them.

Can't turn or infect. Ugh. He said that like it wouldn't be a problem. Zafah's gaze flicked down to his cock. Gods, guy was rebounding already. What would this fucker be like if Nia got her spells in him? The thought almost made the warlock shiver, and she wasn't nearly as sex crazed as the other half of her party. Zafah rose, dusting herself off, not that she gave two shits about the skirt. "Against the wall," she said, looking up, "fucking wall, now," she pointed. "Facing me, obviously," she reached down, obviously fidgeting something under the skirt. "I'm taking your goddamn hands too. An' if start sprouting hair in weird ass places, your forkin' over the gold for a goddamn spell," she wriggled a bit more, and soon a pair of black panties dropped around her ankles. She stepped out of them, bending down to pick them up and tuck them into a pouch. Assuming Luc followed directions, Zafah would walk up, grab his hands, and put his arms over his head, nearly pinning him. one leg up, and the mage hand was back, grabbing his cock to start directing it at, what he'd be thrilled to find, was a slightly damp pussy, only slightly unkempt with soft blood red hairs around slightly swollen lips.
 
Kissing Nia was almost as good as fucking Nia, Adrian decided. The way she kissed back with an ardent urgency, the light moans from her while he positively ravished her lovely rump, the way he pushed in deep and how she came to draw out his own orgasm all convinced him Nia was an amazing woman.

And her ass was pulling his orgasm from him as he stayed buried in her. The way she came in his hand, his body grinding against hers while he emptied his cum into her rear. Her panted heavily, remaining splayed out upon her as he remained mounted upon her and buried against her. He felt warm, happy, sated and thrilled, growling with a hard sense of joy as he pressed himself close against her. "That was good." He whispered, nuzzling at her neck while she cured herself...and he felt the intense feeling of pleasure from the curing of woudns. The soreness in her gone...and his cock felt inflamed by it. He was then the recipient of...a spell.

And holy hells, he felt GOOD. By Torm's helm, he felt like he could go all night. He felt strong, fast and he wanted to slam into her until she cried out...but instead, he held back, looking at her, the spell building up as the handsome warrior grinned down at the submissive elf....

And he adjusted her, sitting back as he adjusted her to slid her about. She was in his lap, his cock right there in her ass, pressed close to him so her clit received a lovely spot of friction with her stomach and his own chiseled one. He began to move up slowly. "Show me how good you are..." he whispered. "Look at me. In the eyes...and move with me."

Varrik had given away from technique, fucking Chastity's throat like a second pussy, down her mouth to pump away as he grabbed to her horns. Aelius, by contrast, was just fucking her pussy with wet slaps as his hips drove against hers. With the slight curve to the end, he pushed in just the right spots to nudge against her own spots, drilling there to pound so beautifully deep against her. Again and again, he pounded again, sending her to a hard oblivion, wanting to not only take her to the edge, but to hurl her over it with an intensity rarely witnessed.

Varrik was giving out, ready to empty his cum down her throat, all while Aelius was hitting his own peak, a mix of white to emerge from the red staff as he plunged his cock so deep into her. Again and again, with the burgeoning peak of her orgasm, Aelius grinned as he brought her to the peak, ready to bury into her while he came. Then, it'd be Aelius's turn...and they'd have more special prospects for this horny little former Bluecherry...

Lucian gave a somewhat embarrassed look to him at Zafah's words, her kneeling there, his cock glistening with her saliva. "I don't lie. My God would kill me!" He said that as truth. It WAS true, one didn't violate their holy oaths, even for sex there. But damn, Zafah wa...he hadn't wanted a woman this bad in a while. And he was telling the bloody truth as it went. Before Zafah's single eye went to his cock...before Lucian could protest, she gave an order and he obeyed.

There he was against the wall, his arms pinned, Zafah adjusting...and he eased up to penetrate the half-elf warlock, breathing slow as his cock pierced into her. He began to move up, steadily working to a pace as his eyes found hers...and god, with the scar, she was sexy. Unbelievably, ungodly so...he gave her a grin, finding a pace as they moved together. "Shouldn't you be against the wall...?" he couldn't help but tease. "Or do I have to earn that?"
 
If pressed, and assuming one could move her past her initial embarrassment, Nia would be torn between two favorite sexual positions. She love the utter submission of laying on her face, raising her bottom to a willing lover so he could use her body for his pleasures. However, what she truly adored was being able to ride a strong man, ideally one who could lift and bounce her upon his cock, while she stared with adoration and lust directly into his eyes. Once, while feeling open with the Renegades, she'd even confessed that her deepest wish was to do that after she'd fully transitioned.

So when Adrian shifted her, drew her in his lap, she almost wept for joy. Her hands went to his chest as she stared up at him, radiating affection and desire and want. It poured forth in those expressive violet eyes, showed in her hands as they curled about his chest, reveling in the hardness below, and rippled in her squeezing rear, hugging his embedded cock in appreciation and eagerness. Locked into his gaze, she heard every word of his next command. "Oh, ah," she bit her lip, rolling her hips almost delicately. "I, um, don't move like this often, but, hmm," she reached up, lacing her hands behind his neck to balance. Leaning forward, Nia looked down, half surprised to see her delicate little clit brushing against Adrian's abdomen. She'd long since learned to look past that, and did so now, adjusting.

a wet curtain of gold fell about her face, remaining even as she looked up, meeting Adrian's gaze. She knew her pointed ears stuck out the sides, but the rest almost hid them from the world. Nia delicately balanced herself as she swiveled her hips, trying to move and grind with him, obviously willing, but just as obviously not quite as practiced in moving along with someone. Delicate pink lips parted, looking for a moment like she wanted to make a request, or perhaps even making the request silently: the glistening pink begging to be missed.

Moisture oozed out of Chastity's mouth, splattering around her chin and face. She could feel it, guessed it to probably be spittle and precum. Her friends often joked she "had a drooling problem" though it usually didn't show up for oral. But oral didn't usually entailed a talented, mysterious half-elfin rogue treating her horns like the fuck-handles they were, while his friend jabbed his cock so far up Chastity's guts that she wasn't ever going to forget the sensation.

There was no more riding along, no coaxing. Chastity just gripped, instinct taking over. The fucked over haze descended in full as the tiefling drooled, letting out wet glugs with each pass of cock in and out of her lax throat. Stars swirled in her vision, eyes fogged with blissful lust. Her sex openly wept arousal, constantly leaking her juices, spreading an increasing patch of wet along the sheets below. Legs and tail clamped, that last thoughtful move lapsing into instinct so very well.

Another orgasm burst through her, electrifying veins, making everything around her tense and tremble. Or was it new? Was it just continued pleasure. It kept frying her already admittedly a bit ditzy brain, her head practically spinning even as her hips kept spastically jerking upward. Dimly Chastity thought she felt a little spurt of molten heat deep within her core, the cock trapped in her convulsing pussy maybe releasing. Good thing we've got those potions, or I'd be so knocked up right now, the thought made her let out a little orgasmic giggle around the cock, an even more intense look of bliss seeping through the cute little teen.

Hells, he was like a fucking teenager at times. Though Zafah hadn't ever had a teenager with a cock that felt this good. She'd angled it just right, sinking in, taking several inches, probably close to half, at once. She kept the magic hand present until she was certain of her angle, raising it to press against the wall, but not dismissing it, not just yet. She began rolling her hips against him, adjusting, letting her sex feel him, getting an idea for it. She pushed up against Luc, bracing him, using him for further balance as she began fucking him against the wall.

Zafah snorted. "You seriously think you need to be on top?" she asked, "And you wanted to fuck Tawny?" she let out a harsh laugh, tapping his palms with the hand that still kept him up. "Yeah, you have to fucking earn it," she snorted, "and it ain't happening this time," there was a look in her eye that suggested that this was a statement of reality, not some challenge for him to misconstrue. Her hips pressed him hard, and she lurched onto him, dropping so he could feel some of her admittedly slight weight as she sank onto his cock. "I---have to admit," she said, pushing against the wall, rolling her hips, "your cock feels pretty damn good," she let out a puff, giving him a slight smile. Guy did deserve to know he'd gotten her a little worked up. Might as well get some fun out of it, though, honestly, Zafah was enjoying seeing Luc squirm way more than she was feeling his cock inside her, no matter how nice it felt.
 
Bending Nia over had been a delight. Pounding his hardened cock into her anus had been even better...and now she was sat upon him, cock right in her ass. "While we're working together..." Adrian brushed her hair aside with a little growl, his grin growing. "You're gonna be mine....I don't care who else you fuck...I don't mind sharing with whoever you want to try out. But you're mine. Understood, good girl?" he kissed her forehead tenderly, moving up to meet him.

He took the lead, with all that power and endurance she had provided him. He grabbed up and pushed up, bullish in his power and lust to bury up into her, over and over again while he pounded his cock up into the tightness of her ass. The way they moved ensured the stimulation on her clit as well. He kept her riding him and thrust up eagerly, nuzzling at her neck now before pulling back to look into her eyes...and then kissed her again, while urging her onward.

Varrik impaled Chastity's mouth, making no noise as he released hot white down her throat, holding to those horns to aim as he grained himself into that mouth. The rogue cupped her chin in approval and dominance, cumming right there into her lips...he didn't seem to soften much either.

Her sex was, for lack of a better term, fucked to hell and back. Aelius was driving into the tight sweetness of her with deep pounds, his own orgasm, approaching. His tail tapped at her tits playfully, his hips pushing into her own before he let go, just after he ensured Chastity went over the edge. In he pushed, his hips trembling as he finished. He pinned her down, taking his pleasure as he pushed into her, cock twitching as he finished so deep into Chastity's body.

Aelius slowly slid away from as Varrik removed himself from her mouth. They panted, taking a moment...before Varrik went down to delicately roll Chastity to her knees. "Need a moment?" He asked as he felt her full, blue ass, even coaxing a finger there playfully. "My, my...this looks even lovelier without anything on..."

Pinned against the wall, Luc was yielding, yet not yielding fully. The notion he had to earn something sent his Paladin heart where it needed be...and his cock was right where it needed to be as well; inside Zafah, guided into the powerful half elven warlock as he let the warmth of her surround him. Sighing deeply, he moved up, being fucked by Zafah, but fucking back. "I didn't need to be...I just like to...mmm..." he pushed to meet her again, finding the right angles. He was knowledgeable how to use his cock, he was showing her. "So I'll earn it..." he said. "Was I...so transparent with Tawny? Here I thought she didn't like me..." he held on, determined to pace with Zafah now as he pushed his hips to meet her own.

He was not yielding easily, angling each push to inflame Zafah's centers of pleasure.
 
They'd been with each other, what, an hour? Yet already Adrian seemed to know precisely what Nia wanted. That brush of the hair made her shiver, his possessive, sweet words seeing into her. "Yes sir," she breathed without thinking. The kiss on her forehead made her shiver, and she rolled her body against him, wanting to show how much she appreciate it, as if the spells enhancing what was already a marvelous experience wasn't enough. Nia could tell that she'd given him even more virility and stamina than he'd possessed to begin with, and those of orcish blood were vaunted for both. She felt his muscles contort as he easily lifted her, plowing into her ass, doing precisely what she'd hoped: bouncing the petite elf onto him.

Her clit spasmed, and she felt the arousal leaking out already. She always knew she came easily, that she was almost too sensitive, particularly when someone read her mind and emotions, doing what she wanted there as much as her body craved. She whimpered now, looking into his eyes. "P-please sir," she breathed, hands caressing the back of his neck, "I'm--I can feel the pressure again, building up in my little clitty," oh, how she flushed when she said that aloud. Her body rolled, and he could probably feel her lightly prodding his hard stomach with her flesh, trailing some of her arousal along him. "May I please come?" the begging was almost sweet, her mouth moving to kiss his as he nuzzled and connected.

When their lips parted, for air or just to move, she let out a soft "please" each time, but she'd only repeated it twice before not realizing if she was begging for the onrushing orgasm, or if she were simply displaying how needy he was making her, how much she wanted to feel his attentions showered upon her, particularly after all she'd been through, forgotten torments at the back of her mind.

Right now, Chastity wasn't thinking of much. Yet her instinct still drove her, so when she felt Varrik thrusting against her skull, hands tight, cock swelling, she began immediately swallowing. Oh, sure, she was right with Zafah in that usually guys tasted weird, but she still kinda loved it, if only to have the oh so naughty feeling of swallowing like a slut or a whore or whatever. She did so now, throat working even as her body trembled in an absolutely mind melting orgasm.

The molten, messy flesh of Chastity's quivering sex kept convulsing about him. Pleasure rocked her core, and as she felt him delving deep, as her throat contorted to swallow, she felt another little spray. The girl squirted against her lover, the sheer intensity of the pleasure and pressure absolutely too much for her. Eyes rolled again, the swallowing pausing just long enough for a little of the cum to drizzle out with the rest of the drool, while her sex convulsed, milked, and pulled, drawing him deep inside her, filling her with blissful warmth.

Varrik would find it a bit hard to pull away, as even fuck-drunk to the extreme, Chastity's mouth followed his cock like it was a sweet. She pursed and openly sucked the last bits off, before curling her tongue out, flat, showing them that the only bits of cum left were those few bits she'd drooled out. Hands went down her body, and she pushed some of Aelius' seed back into her sex, where she felt it oozing out onto the sheet. She brought her fingers up, licking them until they rolled her onto her knees.

"Omigods, we're not done?" she asked, eyes going wide. "No way!" she looked not from man to man, but from cock to cock. "Wow, you're all ready to go!" the giggle returned, and she reached out, just managing to snag Aelius' cock. Her other hand delved down, which meant she had to press her head against the sheet, dangerously close to the wet splatter of her explosive orgasm. Still, she scooped some of her fluids about, trying to move them up. Yeah, it was kinda like making sloppy seconds, but--- "Dammit," she muttered, "I left my oil of slipperiness in the stash..." she giggled. "Next time?"

Next time Zafah needed to remember not to bring up the jacked half-tabaxi. "Yeah, but only to me," she said, rolling her hips again. He was fucking back a little, which was fine. Not like his cock could pin her, not unless a full moon suddenly showed up (and knotting wasn't that bad; Zafah had tried it a time or two herself). "It's cool," she shrugged, "part of my job is to go in and, you know, smooth shit out if Tawny's bein' catty instead of all chill," she pressed against him, grinding a bit, leaning into him as she adjusted. Zafah was mostly relying on grinding, admittedly, with more subtle, small movements. She wanted to get him off, sure, but not quite as excited.

The angle wasn't bad though: she could feel him hitting nice spots inside. He was doing better than most guys she did this with. "But how's about we stop talkin' about someone who ain't here?" she smirked at him, showing that she knew she'd been the one to bring it up, and there wasn't even the usual amount of sniping. She drew her hand away from the wall, instead bracing more directly against his body, both above with the clasped hands, and below. She drew the mage hand down, running it along his stomach for a moment, teasing him there while she kept constant movement against him. She'd start shifting into quicker, shallow thrusts when she felt him starting to get a little frustrated and impatient: gotta make sure he knows who's in charge.
 
Adrian had Nia pegged now. Well, literally and figuratively. But what made her flesh shudder in rapturous delight, what drove her to ecstasy, what set her heart to fluttering...this woman was something else. The way she rocked and ground her figure against him, the way she clenched down upon him. And the spells, the clerical magic was not something he was accustomed to. But damned if it didn't make for something amazing. He rocked his body up, pushing his hips to bury himself so deeply into that lovely, waiting ass. And he kept her moving...neither were green at that (Well, green in the metaphorical sense) and he knew exactly how to move Nia.

He didn't mind the wetness leaking from her against his body. She held onto him again as he kissed her lips, sucking the bottom one. "You may come...al you want." He began to kiss her as she held him, pushing up in such a forceful manner. He was, quite in fact, having her without abandon, the clerical spells spurring him on. It was tempered with pure technique while the clit was given its friction between their bodies. "Cum all you want...you've been SO good." He was warmly dominant, brushing her hair back from her face as he kept going, filled with a desire to please her.

Varrik for his part had Chastity turned over, Aelius brushing his short hair back with a light sound of relief. Aelius squeezed that heart shaped ass, spanked it and then fingered it gently as well. His cock was standing back at attention after having provided such a treat for Chastity's eager mouth. The naughtiness of the little thief helped...and to feel like they'd caught the thief was providing all the impetus they needed.

Varrik gave her a little spanking. He tapped his hand against her ass, squeezed her tail and rubbed his cock against the lips from behind. Panting rapidly, he remained knet behind her. "Why would we be done? You're not flagging out, are you...?" He asked as her hand seized Aelius's shaft, still glistening and wet with Chastity's own juices. Varrik took hold of his own at the base, holding it and tapping it up to Chastity's clit. "It's no problem..." he smirked. "We can loosen it the old fashioned way..." He began to rub against her lips and clit, teasing there...while Aelius presented his own cock to her lips, inviting her to taste them both mingled together there....just as Varrik began to slide within her.

"Noted," Lucian muttered about Tany while Lucian met her hips with his own. She was in charge and he wasn't fighting that (much), but he wanted to damn well earn the right to fuck with her as an equal. Her and Chastity both, he thought. As a Paladin, it was a like a brand new challenge and one he was literally rising down below to meet. She was grinding upon him while he motioned to meet her and pushed quick.

He was going for the best spots. "Shutting up about her..." he whispered in her ear, letting his breath tease there, even as her hands had him bound in place. HEr let her tease him, his body reacting...he fought the wolf and its frustration, letting her set the pace...

But added a few little flourishes to tease her spots inside, just because he could.
 
The moment the word "come" left Adrian's lips, Nia's body followed suit. She gasped, still locking eyes within, feeling her lower parts churn. That swift rush of tension burst out of her; she hadn't even realized how very, very close she'd been. Once more she felt her arousal pouring forth, this time, splattering against both their bodies as Adrian thrust against him. Lips seized hers even as she gasped, her open mouth greedily sucking upon him. Her hands fluttered, running through his hair, adding another point of contact, her body grasping against his as he inflicted more and more pleasures upon her.

The jolting pleasure made Nia convulse. She felt her ass milking him, teasing around, clamping hard. He just filled her so perfectly, and she could still feel some of his seed inside her, making it all the easier for him to thrust against her, and for her to bounce along his cock. Her body, still shivering from pleasure, rolled against his, hips grinding down. His thrusting drove her more and more wild, making her wish she had more spell slots available to channel into their fucking. She could still feel the water, mostly cooled by now, sloshing about, leaking out of the tub.

Another gasp left her, even around the kiss, her body shivering against his. "Sir, you're... you're so amazing sir," she breathed, her lips sliding off, kissing the side of his mouth needfully. "Please sir..." the next two words were in elfish, the cleric's mind sliding, twisting them in her desire: "Fuck me," even in that beautiful language, the expression sounded lewd, and her eyes expressed that she'd passed her decorum, thrust there by the cock plugging her.

The attention made Chastity squeal again. She felt her sex spasm, some of the mixed juices dribbling down her legs, oh so visible against the dusky skin. "I dunno," she admitted, biting her lip, "most guys go once and roll over, I thought it was a thing?" she shrugged, but was already working Aelius' slick shaft. If he thought there may be a problem with her tasting herself, he'd quickly be surprised. She'd tried that ages ago, and while, yeah, part of her thought it maybe a little gross, she thought she tasted extra special sweet. Mix that with the salty bits of Aelius' arousal, and it made for an almost tasty treat. She greedily sucked for a few moments, only to let out another little squeal as she felt Varrik sliding against her sex, teasing.

Still holding onto Aelius, she pulled off. "Are you guys gonna spit-roast me?" she asked, knowing the term. She gave another little wiggle, grinning, rolling her hand along the oh so slick cock. She let out a little hungry, horny noise as she took more cock in, only to have the noise turn into another squeal of delight as the half-elf's cock slid into her sopping wet hole. Once more the tail came down, instantly wrapping about and caressing the rest of him. In this position, she could manipulate him without even having to think or wriggle, giving him a squeeze, before letting it drape down, proving that she had most definitely spent time practicing all this.

No matter how many times she did this, there was still those unique challenges. Zafah could feel her breath quickening, a slight flush coming along her almost too pale features. Despite her attempts at maintaining control, she might have increased the speed and depth of her thrusts a little earlier than intended, and not entirely for Luc's pleasures. Worse, she knew that she didn't have the best stamina in the world: side effect of the near constant smoking she did.

"Fuck," she breathed, rolling her hips against him. She licked her lips, and forced her internal muscles to clamp. Her brow furrowed with the effort, and she pulled slightly at the hands she held above. Her feet left the ground for a few moments as she almost stood against the wall over him, grinding down even harder. After she skewered herself again, Zafah kicked out with a foot, trying to get one of Luc's legs out, so she'd have something to brace a little more comfortably on. "Most guys..." she said between breaths, "cum by now..." she rolled her hips again, before leaning forward. "I usually don't---do this part---" she said, her lips hovering over his. She didn't kiss, but instead ducked her head down, taking a quick bite of her lip. She bit with just a hint of hardness, careful not to draw blood (she was still fluid-leery for a number of reasons). Lowering her head a little more, she licked at his arm, moving up to his ear, where she again took another nibble, "big man, making me put my foul mouth to use," she whispered, before taking another nip of his earlobe, kissing her way down his jaw. When she got to his lips, she'd pull away, particularly if he tried to kiss her.

"C'mon," she said, giving his cock a squeeze, "do I look like the kinda gal who kisses when she fucks?"
 
Adrian did not let himself cum. Not yet anyways. With Nia impaled down upon him, he pushed up to meet her. He wanted her to cum, though. He wanted her beautiful, willing, gorgeous submission as he inflicted passion on her in a way that approached pure art. Driving up, his arms enfolding her, he gave her all he had. The clerical spell sent him to overdrive, his body pistoning upward to match Nia. He grinned, holding her slightly harder, tighter as he drove up.

He leaned up, holding her up and making sure she could bounce while he slammed himself up into her at the plea of "Fuck me." Oh, he would, he would and she would love it. He would fuck until he was satisfied. Until they both were, he decided while he plundered her body. His cock ravished at her ass while his handsome face stared lose at her. "This is MINE. Good girl understands...?"

He felt like he could have fucked her forever there.

"Most guys?" Aelius tsked at Chastity, his tail swaying from side to side. "Most guys are not US, Chastity darling." He watched in fascination as his crimson cock trembled and jerked at her hand, smirking down at her while he nudged at her mouth. "Ah, so soon away from this throat and back we are..." he added as Varrik took a place behind her. The two exchanged grins,

"Beautifully so," Aelius said in response to the question, and forced her head down to get into her mouth. The half-elf was feeling the tightness of her pussy around him, her tail teasing his sensitive cock. He sighed heavily, sliding away into her as he slapped her ass firmly. That, he thought, was a good reminder to behave, to be a very good little Tiefling now...or a very bad one. Either way, they were set to enjoy it mightly.

Varrik began to fuck Chastity from behind. The rogue was equal to Aelius in skill, pumping in a way that indicated he fully understood her body and everything about it. In and out he thrust to her, arched over her as he made sure that his cock could tease out all centers of pleasure and passion. In and out, he pumped himself at her, with deepening force as he rubbed her clit, his soft, clever fingers performing magic on it.

All while Aelius held her horns and redefined a face fucking for her.

Zafah was looking at Zafah. And oh, he had her scent. Her arousal was thick between them. He was moving up, knowing she could give out before he did...but also knowing he could let her control it. Just a touch, while Zafah breathed heavily. He rumbled in his throat, continuing to move with her. The clenching of her sex down on him made him fight to hold on...all while Zafah fucked him with a burgeoning passion.

"I'm not most guys..." He whispered as her teeth touched his lip. He groaned at her kisses over his face. His attempt to kiss went unanswered, his grin widening. "You look like the kind of woman...who gets what she wants," he said, looking at her lips. "You look exactly what you are....fucking. INCREDIBLE."
 
The spell and Adrian's arousal had become a thing of primal beauty. Nia gasped as he began not simply fucking her, but hammering ,her plowing her ass so hard, so fast, that she'd be sitting awkwardly for days afterwards. The little elf let out a sharp pitched noise as she felt her clit again spasm, spewing more hot seat over their bodies, which Adrian almost immediately smeared across her lower stomach. She felt herself shift, held up, skewered on his cock. Everything shivered, her body bouncing atop him, letting him use her.

"Yes sir!" she almost shouted, hands holding him, mostly to keep her body even more firmly attached as the spell enhanced half-orc took even more control. "Fuck! Yes, I'm yours! Fuck me I'm---I'm cuummminnnnnng" she let out a sharp cry, followed by an exclamation, an elfish prayer, as her body jerked, arching against him. Her clit began spasming, outright fountaining now, while the rest of her bent back, then curled up. Her toes threatened to dig back into her feet; her hands gripped him like he was the only rock in her world, and for those blissful moments, Nia didn't care who heard her or what happened.

She was his, lost in the needed sexual release and claiming.

In the midst of the teasing, the wetness, the fucking, Chastity thought she heard something. She tilted her head slightly, her brain translating the prayer to elfish, something about how Hanali should take some cock or something? Kinda hard to translate into your third language when a cock was filling your mouth and another sliding into your wet pussy. She could hear the squelching from behind, as Varrik displaced her previous fluids and wants. He was definitely thicker, spreading her tight folds more, giving her more of that full feeling. She squeezed, trying not to do comparison, though it was hard, particularly with the previous cock sliding into her throat.

A slap on her firm flesh made her tremble, not just from the jiggle, her sex squeezing, spasming about the welcome fullness within. She rocked back against him as best she could, given that she was still grabbing Aelius by the cock, sucking him hard. Drool flew freely now, Chastity not even trying to be cute or to work them up, just hungry for the cocks that kept driving her to something like the best madness ever. She felt that increased pressure on her clit, Varrik hitting her just right so she---

---came. She came again, squealing out, thrusting back, body jerking. She found her mouth clamping for a moment as she screamed around it, and, realizing she might get away with something, she glanced up. Aelius might just see that impish look in her, even through the fuck-drunk expression that had become her dominant look, right before she bit on his cock, just enough to potentially hurt, right as his hands wrapped about her horns, her body hitting another crest of orgasm.

Zafah shivered, feeling another little jolt of pleasure. Luc's comments earned a snort. "Ugh," she almost spat. Her eye flicked, the mage hand moving, digging into her pocket. She rolled her body again, grinding down hard, pushing in, squeezing with internal muscles, just as the hand came up, holding a dangling bit of cloth. Without any further warning or notice, Zafah shoved it between his mouth.

Her hand snapped up then, covering it and him, pushing it a little more with her fingers. Hey, he wanted to taste her arousal, didn't he? "Shut it, already," she hissed, before starting to almost slam into him, as if she were going to jackhammer his body into the wall. Her body was heaving with the exertion, but she'd had enough. However, she also realized something else at the last minute: she'd gagged a guy who she'd told to warn her if he was going to cum.

Easy fix. Zafah glanced up, releasing her grip above: she needed to brace, "Tap me---" she breathed as she worked against him, humping intensely, "when you're---" she rolled against him, "going to cum." There. No excuse now, as she slammed against him, sex spasming. Fuck, she could feel some tension herself. She wanted to finish him off before she came, so she might just get a bit sloppy now. Damn him and his stoic expression: she wasn't sure what had been more arousing and what hadn't...
 
Wow, Adrian thought. Just wow. He knew Nia was wild, but this was another plane of existence. She was a primal force of submissive nature and he was here for it. He pulled her in his lap, holding her as he pumped upward all the more. He pushed against her, making sure her clit got its own workout, rubbed firmly between them while he felt Nia relax. He pushed up, slammed upward into her.

Enhanced by clerical magic, he felt the guides her guiding him in fucking her now. Her shrieks, her ecstasy, her delight all carrying him as he pushed up again and again, kissing her neck as he claimed her for his own. The climax was enough to wring his own from him and he came up into her ass. He pushed up, relasing with a hard growl. "NIA..." he growled her name...and then he said it again.

"Mine."

If Aelius and Varrik heard anything like Chastity did, neither gave any sign. Their main focus was spit-roasting the Tiefling before them. Aelius held her horns as fucking fuel, pumping away at her mouth while almost humming through it. Varrik was pounding away into her, squeezing and feeling her ass and nudging his finger into the tight blue hole. "Wonder how she'd feel with a cock in either hole..." he teased, moving the digit in a little circle.

Aelius chuckled, making no response with words as he pummeled her throat with his cock. "Now look at this little Tiefling, so eager...very good, Bluecherry..."

"Not much of a cherry anymore..." Varrik commented as she bucked back. He pushed harder, not in the guiding way Aelius had. His cock intended for pure and utter control. He was mastering Chatity's pleasure and spurring her on ahead. He was pounding with an urge to force her to his own pace. He was fucking to claim. Aelius hissed at the touch of her teeth, but the pain only seemed to arouse him more. His tail slapped her cheek just enough to admonish her while he prepared to send his finish down her throat.

While Varrik prepared to push him and give Chastity her second dose of cream...

Zafah's glare earned a look from Luc...submissive to her for now, but not mastered. She was in control, but he was holding his own. Before he could say anything, he was gagged by the elf now fucking him. Zafah was using him hard, hips gyrating as she moved with furious passion...he wondered how long it'd be before she remembered she'd asked him for a warning...

"am I making you feel good...?" It was asked almost innocently as he moved up, hips shifting so his cock slid in her to touch her spots...intending to take her over the edge. He made it sound submissive, like it was what he was doing to 'serve' her...

His expression remained calm and relaxed, eyes fixed on hers...and only when it was too late to stop an orgasm did he tap her.
 
Nia panted like an animal, thin chest heaving. Her head spun; she may have managed to heal her body, enchanting it for another round, but her mind was something else entirely. As she felt the seed bursting inside her, almost blasting the previous load even deeper into her bowels, she felt her mind almost shatter for a few seconds. She simply stared as everything that had just happened: the fucking, the yelling, their mutual climaxes (which created a mess around their lower halves, one that was starting to float on their baths), not to mention his claim Another push, another claiming.

"Oh---oh my," came out, before those violet eyes rolled up. Her body went limp, collapsing, most likely into Adrian's waiting arms. Nia wasn't entirely sure if she was conscious or unconscious: it almost felt like her body had just shut down, gone straight into an elfish trance without the mind's permission. Bliss mixed with mental exhaustion mixed with just her mind almost outright snapping from that raw burst of intense pleasure that Adrian had quite literally pounded into her.

Either way, the petite elf fell limp in the half-orc's arms, unresponsive, but with a smile on her face that spoke to a deep satisfaction.

If Chastity had it her way, they'd go all night. Sure, she was a little sore, both from the near misses of the earlier adventure and from literally getting it at both ends. But she kept feeling this sheer electric charge racing through her, like being under the Haste spell. Her face took on that near dreamy expression head bobbing in time, body trying to saw back, but once more having troubles keeping up, almost wondering if she shouldn't do as Nia would and just go limp.

Kinda hard when they teased the puckered star of her anus. She let out a sharp little squeal, and her tail tapped Varrik, not in a "don't you think" but in a "please sir, can I have some more" sort of way. Her throat just produced steady "glugs": Aelius was making it kind of difficult to even make her usual noises of delight and cheer. For that matter, Varrik seemed to be helping. Chastity had half been joking about being spit-roasted, but with one male gripping her horns, fucking her face, while another pounded up so far in her sex that she was pretty sure he was knocking on her womb, Chastity felt like a blueberry kabob.

She tried. Tried to rock back or suck or move her hands. But the only thing she really managed to do was grip onto the base of Varrik's cock with her tail. each time he hilted himself inside her, she could tell, because he bumped right against her tail. The tiefling shivered her way through another orgasm, the sudden rush of pleasure just hitting her almost out of no where, like the realization of the overwhelming sheer intensity of the fucking hitting her just melted her brain. She drooled along the cocks: her mouth creating smears, even some of her eyeshadow drawing streaks of black along her face, smearing against freckles. Her sex oozed more and more, the bubbly white a fine mixture of, fuck, three different people's arousal now?

Best first time ever?

First times were always the fucking worst. Particularly with guys like Luc. Ugh, she should've figured: he'd cum really fucking quick in her mouth, probably because he'd been thinking about cat pussy the whole time (again: Zafah did not blame him there). So of course his second round had to feel like it took fucking forever. Shit, she was out of shape, tired from the fucking adventure and just, well, out of fucking shape. She mostly fucked around for her powers, literally, and she didn't exactly need to keep up with most of her shit.

"Damn..." she breathed as she kept humping him, "if we're---gonna---work---with you guys---I'm---gonna---need---to start---training," she gasped between thrusts. She let out a groan, feeling something like a shiver. Oh no, oh no she fucking did not. She didn't care how hot Luc looked with her panties in her mouth and his expression this weird flat thing that said fuck all. Zafah straight up snarled at him, slamming her hips down at the tap, before almost launching off. her hand flew down, the mage hand shoving that stupid borrowed skirt in the way, while her other made sure his dick splattered all along the bottom of her shirt and the skirt.

"There," she said, still panting. "We're fucking done," she pulled off, daring him to mention that she was shaking. Zafah leaned against a wall. "Fuck--I need, a fucking smoke," she patted herself down, trying to remember where she's put them. "And a goddamn bath. Smell like fucking dog on top of everything the fuck else."
 
With Nia panting, writhing, squirming and bucking atop him, Adrian kept a grip in more ways than one. His orgasm was something selected, chosen most carefully and with pure calculation. He pushed himself up, finishing into her ass with a relieved, groaning snarl. There they were in the hot bath, clean and dirtied again all at once. To put it mildly? He absolutely fucking loved it at the moment. Her little squeaks and trembles delighted him all the more.

He caught her, holding her as he leaned them back in the water. Satisfaction and triumph filled the half-orc, his breathing coming in hard while he growled her name. He held her to him, starting up a routine for pure aftercare. He held the sweet, submissive elf, telling her what a good fuck she'd been, how good she was.

And he meant every single word.

Aelius wondered how long they could last. Obviously not forever, but damned if Chastity didn't seem intent to take every drop of stamina (among other things) from them. Varrik was perhaps more eager than he had been, Aelius tsked as the half-elf rogue was fucking away like the world was ending behind Chastity. He grabbed on to a horn, patting her cheek firm and hard as he pumped her mouth. "Mmm, yes, that little ass also needs its first, doesn't it...?" he murmured as he looked down at her eyes.

The two were almost moving her between them. One motion shoving her down Aelius's shaft, the next pushing her back to Varrik. The two seemed to be adept at threeways, both going at her like they never wished to stop...though Aelius pushed to her mouth at last, delivering a positively infernally sweet load into one end as Varrik rubbed at Chastity's clit to bring her own orgasm, just as her sex massaging him pulled his own climax from him. The two were steadily withdrawing, panting and grinning at one Tiefling whose world had been shaken in the best ways.

Luc wasn't quite sure he had Zafah figured out. That didn't matter, he was trying to fuck with her, not ask her to elope with him. True, he still lusted over Tawny, but this...this was good. He moved himself up between those legs, smiling at bit at the corners of his mouth while his cock teased into Zafah again.

Training she'd said. How delightful. He looked at her, panties stuffed into his mouth, eyes smoldring as he gave a soft growl. And there...Zafah had an orgasm, he was cumming over her clothes...but cumming he was. And the world was just a positively beautiful place as a result.

And she was trembling, he notice but didn't say. "We could get a bath. Talk shop during," he said as he straightened. "Way you were holding my wrists, a bath might held get them back feelings." If he was offended, he gave no sign of it. "Hope you enjoyed yourself," he said with a calm tone, looking to her seriously. "Looking forward to working together, in Kelemvor's name."
 
Arms surrounded her. Nia could feel them, feel their strength. As before, they held her but now with more gentleness. With her unconsciousness the spell she'd blessed upon him would fade, but still the half-orc possessed his own great strength, and the ability to temper it. She could hear his sweet compliments, dimly feel his gentle strokes as he tended to her. Still not fully aware, and she wouldn't be for some time, Nia curled her body up against him, forming a ball, either for carrying or cuddling, feeling a warm sensation that burgeoned in her heart, one that made her concerned...

...for she thought she may be falling in love with him.

Chastity absolutely loved every minute of this. Sometimes she'd get the angle just right, swallowing all kinds of cock in her mouth or feeling that cock resize every inch of her previously virginal sex. They would scrape just the right spot, or she'd hit just a perfectly sensitive area. She felt them shift her head, and her cheek bulged outward, a lewd display. More and more strands of drool and spittle left, making Chastity's mouth an utter mess, nearly as bad as her well fucked sex.

Her body felt in a constant state of fucking motion, pushed from one end to another. Electric pleasure arched from one end of her body to another, forming that lance yet again. She could hear their flesh slapping, wet noises coming from her body. Her pussy quivered, letting out more juices, another little jolt, before she felt something pushing back up against her from behind. A jolt, a steady pull: Varrik was perfectly strumming her to match. Her pleasure arched higher and higher. A muffled scream of pure delight echoed around the cock spasming into her throat just before she jerked back toward the cock, ass shivering, quivering to let Varrik shove himself into the hilt.

Insides exploded with another intense orgasm. Situation fed bodily pleasure, mixing both together into that burst of pure delight that zapped her, contorted her body in the little dance of primal delights. Cum leaked from both her holes: nearly spat out from the corners of her mouth while she yelled her pleasures, and practically sprayed from her plugged sex below. Greedily she sucked both down, even as her body arched once more in an utterly terrific orgasm. She jerked upright as if shocked by lightning, quite probably pulling hard enough to wrench free. When both withdrew, she struck.

One hand grabbed Aelius, sliding only a moment on the spittle and cum, before her leather clad palm found purchase. Her tail gave a quick yank to the other, expecting Varrik to follow the nudge, so she could grab onto his cock with her other hand. She pulled/coaxed them both close enough that their dicks nearly touched, but instead, her mouth shifted. First she kissed and licked Varrik, tonguing her fluids off his cock while her hand swept the other. Then she shifted, first pulling up her hand to lick what she'd gathered from Aelius, before bobbing about his. Rolling back, she stroked both men with circular pumps, gathering little driblets of their seed into her open mouth, where a dark blue tongue swirled it for a moment, before eagerly swallowing with a smile. While she did feel the strain, she also felt just this pure electric feeling, the thrill of not only getting that first time she wanted, but with two men who wielded their cocks like godsdamn wizards.

Ugh, he wasn't going to get clingy, was he? Guys always thought their cocks were magic. Zafah recalled the advice she'd gotten from the whores who'd given her handouts as a kid: men always love their cocks and are always surprised when we don't feel the same way. She finally found the pack tucked in a slightly different place in her pouches: dryer than most. She tapped it, knocking loose another of Aelius' smokes. Fuck, she needed some more shitty stuff; this was way too high quality for how she felt right now. She lit it with a cantrip, ignoring Luc for the most part.

"Oh for fuck's sake," she said around the stick in her mouth, pulling it off to puff smoke, "nobody wants to work with me: I'm a walking godsdamn shit show," she took another puff. "I'm also not sharing a bath with you, because I actually want to get clean," she gave him a look that said that they both knew damn well that whatever Nia and Kraggar had headed off to do wasn't getting either one of them any cleaner than when they'd started. "You want two tubs to talk shit, sure," she pointed behind her, using the hand holding the lit cigarette: "but you probably gotta wake someone up to get that shit." She was thinking about it anyway, maybe offer to use a spell to heat the water to smooth things over. Fuck, she'd have the hit the stash first. Zafah used the hand not holding the lit smoke to dig at her eye, trying to remember where they'd left the damn thing this time.
 
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Adrian settled back in the warmth of the water. His strong, muscled arms, like great green cords of muscle, were locked around Nia's body. He was offering supreme aftercare, stroking her golden hair as he panted softly to himself. Holding and cradling Nia against him, he kissed her head. He had a feeling things could not possibly be boring with Nia around...let alone the others. He twirled a lock of gold around his finger, nuzzling at her cheek again, before kissing it gently. "Do you feel alright?" He asked with concern, from the sheer intensity of their session. He didn't have to say how much he enjoyed it...that much went way without saying.

Aelius and Varrik could not remember sharing anyone like Chastity. Certainly not for someone's first time. What she lacked for in experience, Chastity made up for in sheer, unvarnished and passionate enthusiasm. With the way she went into this, the way she plunged herself into sex and passion, neither could admit it, but it was taking all of their own attention and skill to keep up with her. After all, this was her first. Why wouldn't they wish her to enjoy it to the fullest?

Neither was holding back, though. They were giving her all they had. Perpetual and constant activity with their bodies, cocks never idle as thy times each motion. Every thrust, every stroke was measured on their ends to bring about the greatest possible pleasure for her. Varrik was riding her stable and sure, pumping in and out. He timed each motion with her body to pound against her...all until he felt that climax.

With Chastity, he was pushing in so deep, letting her sex clutch at him, feeling her cumming as Aelius filled her throat, both eager to positively paint her insides or her face. With the mutual idea, both had pulled back not caring about contact, to allow Chastity to lick and get to work on their cocks. The two stared as she jerked at them, seeing her sheer joy in the cocks that had given her both so much bliss. Both stared at the lithe little thief with pure fascination and hunger, panting as she took them upon her, urging her on. Aelius was the one who broke the silence.

"Everything you wanted, Bluecherry?"

Luc was trying to forget the taste of Zafah's panties. He watched Zafah was a calm professionalism, not treating this as anything but what it was. "I meant to talk business more," he said in a mild tone as he watched her, seeing her inhale the smokes he recognized so well. He was flexing, adjusting his clothing. The orgasm had been a very welcome thing, helping to take away an extreme edge for him. "I merely meant to get us both cleaned up. And proceed from there." The Paladin adjusted his things. "If we have to wake someone, we have to wake someone. If you're more comfortable with two tubs, we'll take two tubs." He was hardly expecting that he had changed Zafah's life with one fuck after all. Certainly wasn't suspecting they were an item. But damned if the memory of her in control wasn't enjoyable. The wolf, however, did want to test that more in the future.

And then there was Tawny...the scent of her refused to leave his mind. "We'll be working together after all, Zaf."
 
Someone was holding her, stroking her, running fingers through her wet hair... Nia knew that much. But it was... distant, like a dream. She had, in fact, entered into her trance state, which Adrian may or may not recognize, what with not traveling with full blooded elves himself. She would need to be roused in much the same manner that one did with a slumbering human, and even that would be a slow, awkward process, given how deeply and unconsciously she'd slid into this position.

Chastity wasn't sure which was the best position:

1) Having Varrik in her mouth while Aelius slid into her with his thick, red cock from above.
B) Having Aelius in her mouth while Varrik stretched her tight little sex out, drooling as they held her between them.
3rd) Laying flat with both hands holding those cocks, which glistened with juices, and shooting little after shocks of seed right into her mouth like they were shots at her eighteenth birthday party (lots of fun, very close to popping).

"Wha?" she asked, mouthful of cock at the moment, looking up at the top. She popped off, blinking, her brain taking a few extra seconds to process the words in Common. "Oh, I mean, mostly? I kinda liked the whole 'lets see what she feels like with a cock in both holes thing?" she reached out with a finger, essentially flicking Varrik's dick. She pursed her lips, working them for a bit, clearly studying. "But, like, I don't wanna break your guys' dicks or anything... hey," she looked up, "do you think Luc or Adrian's busy? Well, okay," she snorted, "Adrian was busy, but maybe Nia used her healing spell on him," she licked her lips, realized that she could at least taste some cock there, and shifted to take a quick slurp of Varrik, before immediately shifting over to taste Aelius.

"He tastes better, by the way," she said, half teasing as she pointed toward the half-elf.

These smokes tasted way too damn good. Zaf needed the shit that was killing her, particularly after what she was increasingly thinking was a dumb fucking decision. She'd thought he was being edgy, but he was over there being nice and shit. As if to prove a point, Zafah snapped her fingers, and a section of the dress she'd borrowed instantly went clean. "Magic," she said, taking a drag, "ta-fuckin'-da," she said around the cigarette, inhaling.

She still wanted a bath. Fuck it, they both knew that. She could act like a badass bitch all she wanted, but she fucking smelled like gnoll piss. "By Asmodeus' left nut, I smell like piss and dog," she said, wrinkling her nose, "how the fuck did you wanna fuck me," she took another puff, before flicking the smoke into the night, watching it sail into the street, rolling away. She blew smoke from her mouth. "Fuck it. Wake someone up. Do your fun, charismatic bullshit thing. I wanna get my ass cleaned," she paused, then snorted. "Literally. I think there's something sloshing around in there that has nothing to do with you," and she walked past him, heading back into the TLH.
 
Adrian had been in a lot of beds-and bodies- but never had he fucked someone into a near trance like he had with Nia here. He grinned to himself, simply holding her there in the water...granted, the water might no longer be clean, but...he was content to rest with her now. He was looking forward to what else they might try; those beautiful lips, more of that luscious rear...

He kissed her head, letting her rest...and damn if that clerical magic didn't make it even better...

both of the lads were wondering what was better as well, all while they fired themselves at Chastity, aiming right at her gaping mouth. They did their best to get it right, wanting her to appreciate the fountain of white that came for her. Both panted heavily after filling up Chastity's mouth, seeing the gorgeous little Tiefling take a moment to break from the trance they had put her in. Aelius was still relishing the feel of her lips, chuckling as she gave Varrik a little flick. "I can assure you, dear. Cleric. We'll be fine," he said. Varrik almost scowled at the Tiefling's next query, giving a low chuckle himself.

"I believe our supposed commander is rather pining after your lovely leader..." He tried not to think of pining for Zafah at the moment, but damned if the warlock didn't arouse something in him. "As for Adrian...intending to join him and Nia? They seemed most involved...but give him a night and I'm sure either would be glad to accommodate you."

"You could always give him advice on your boss," Varrik playfully tapped his cock against her chin just before he sucked at him, Aelius smirking at the next comment.

"Oh, DOES he...? Well, Bluecherry, perhaps he might enter your ass then?" he asked as Varrik smirked, his cock hardening at the notion.

"While you're on him.." he felt Chastity's blue cheek. "We can't let you off without experiencing everything proper, now can we...? If you want to try Luc or Adrian...you'll be going to them however you wish...but for tonight, we have a bit more to show you..."

Luc was used to Aelius's smokes. He didn't usually partake, but this was helpful. "Magic," he echoed with a shrug. He was trying to be pleasant, but he was feeling pleasant wasn't really how Zafah saw the world. Well, that was just fine, he thought. It was't like he could control her feelings. "As for fucking you?" He gave her a grin. "Well, how we just did it worked quite well. Of course, when I earn the privilege for more, I wouldn't mind being on top. After, of coruse, I've hit your high standards." He should probably abstain a bit, though, he thought...thinking of Tawny again and his admiration for her...might take it slow...if the wolf would let him.

He walked past her into the Three Legged Halfling, the looks from the proprietors indicating they knew EXACTLY what had happened. But Luc's sudden smile, so far from the moroseness of earlier was charismatic and charming. He was speaking to the owner for a few minutes alone, negotiating before...

He looked at Zafah. "So...bath? They agreed to throw us one on the house."
 
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