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Alliance by Necessity {darkest_fate & Vanein}

Apparently Aelius wanted to show her how it was done. She'd only managed that one tailed ass slap, and got several in return, feeling the plump flesh there jiggle with each blow. She bit down another little happy squeal, feeling the warmth from the spanking slide down between her sex. The folds there seized up each time he struck, giving his cock a nice little hug of wonderful tiefling flesh. Her body rolled upward, lifting against him, and crashed down as she felt the encouragement. And she gave several little slaps of her own, with almost no strength, again just signaling, guiding, or more or less doing what felt good.

A squeeze, a push, and she felt his hand moving, pushing aside her skimpy top, threatening to rip it off. She almost wished he would, though she'd need the armor. Fuck, if only. Another little giggle, one twisting into a happy noise, broke out of her as he pulled. Her body undulated against him, internal muscles moving, grasping. Another push, legs up. She balanced well, lots of experience there. Hips rolled, and she felt him hit that sweet spot.

"Omigods, so good," she groaned into his ear, holding onto his head. "Your dick hits all the best spoooots," she let out another little squeal, feeling her lower half convulse. She let out a few gasps, before breaking into something like panting, short little breaths. "Cumming, oh, oh, oh, I'm cumming, yes, yes, yes, yes----"

Ah, there was a distant, repeated cry of happiness. Zafah almost smiled, knowing that Felicity probably deserved it. Or Aelius did. Or both. They weren't bad, once you got past the whole skin thing. The humor did not last, not with the whole talk and Adrian still looking at her. It took all she had not to snark right back at him as he said the stuff about a shield. He really, really did not get the messed up shit she did. Or how much she just wanted to get through life but was almost too cowardly to just outright kill herself (not helped by the fact that she was pretty sure she knew where she'd end up.

"Oh that? Easy: drunk dwarf was in a tavern feeling her up, going on about her firm elfish ass or something. He'd apparently touched her clit; he was really getting weird. So Tawny punched him," Zafah punched her palm, "one shot; unconscious dwarf. She started following Tawny around after that." She paused for a moment. "Wait, was I supposed to start confessing all my sins or have some grand moment of self-discovery there? Ah, fuck, there goes my chance for self-actualization. Guess I'll have to just keep hiding behind my sparkling personality."
 
Aelius was joyous for a chance at this right now. Drowning himself in heat and fire, Felicity so willing and joyful for it. lifting her a bit more there, he pushed her to the tree, glad to just be able to shove his cock into someone willing and happy as he was. He grinned at the younger tiefling, amused at the sensations from her tail whips. "Naughty, NAUGHTY," he angled his thrusts just right to set her pussy ablaze for that, kissing at her lips again.

He was enjoying tormenting her with his hands under her shirt, squeezing at her breasts there. "Wasn't this my shirt? Or did you change when I wasn't looking? Couldn't see in the dark," he added, knowing she knew full well he had Darkvison and could tell...but teasing was fun. His body writhed, his cock pushing again and again into her with perfect balance. Enthusiasm met technique in a glorious melding there, while he gave her lips a few hard bites.

"Oh, I fit you so well, don't I?" He whispered as he pushed into her, intent on giving her the best orgasm he could...before he made sure he could spin her around and bend her over the tree to take her that way, grabbing her hair "Your books tell you of this...?" he whispered as he slammed into her quickly.

Zafah in close proximity was just angering Adrian all the more. The Renegades in general were angering him now. Not one single thanks over this, just being treated like shit or fantasies and making excuses for it constantly. "Sounds like Nia," he admitted on the rest after a moment with a growl....right now, his sympathy for Zafah was precisely nil. "...You know what? I don't care what you confess to anyone, I'll admit. Shallow and cruel is a bad combination. Least I couldn't do anything worse to you than being you. Wouldn't wish that on fucking anyone." His term at watch was up, he realized as Varrik arrived. And one look at it.

"...Ade. I thought we- "

"You REALLY wanna get into it with me, Var?" Take the watch. My fucking condolences." Adrian stood and walked down without another word....staying near to camp, but stomping there, too angry to think straight.

...Varrik took a seat, fidgeting a bit for a moment, his mask at his side. "...Zafah," he said after a moment, remaining polite and courteous. He wasn't there to fight...even if he was troubled for the night as well.
 
What about Felicity wasn't naughty? But yeah, Aelius was definitely proving the whole fact that bad girls had more fun. She let out another little happy squeal into his lips. Her mouth opened immediately, almost sucking him down. She gave a little playful nip of his lips, teeth just grazing for a bit, yet another teasing gesture that was almost more like a suggestion than an act on its own. The next few pleased noises leaked into the liplock, poured out from her into him.

They increased as he slid up and under. She only had her shirt on now; she'd tucked away the stolen prizes for later. Like he hadn't noticed, couldn't feel her belly rippling, the flesh bared to the night air. Freckles winked nearly like stars, and her tail just kept going. That wonderful little tight feeling had started working up again, and she felt him teasing, nibbling, even giving a bite hard enough to make her yelp. She could feel her lips swelling, but she just pulled him, down, lips meshing, begging for more as she felt him slamming up, hitting that sweet -spot.

"mmm...hmmmm...." she managed, shivering. She let out another shriek as everything tensed. She felt it build and build and build and finally "Omigods, YES, I'M CUMMING!" she let out as a near yell, everything locking up in that pure, blissful delight. Her tail kept tapping constantly though, as if she could press him in and up. she felt her sex dance about, squeezing, pulling, milking the invading cock. Each time he hit her little sensitive areas she felt herself squeeze, quiver, milk him all the more to draw him further in and up inside her. Just pure pleasure sang in her veins, washing away other cares and worries in that blissful tide.

Had her books mentioned this? All the fucking time.

Yep, there was that couldn't be worse than being her. She let out a dark chuckle, her lips curling up. Oh, there was someone worse than her out there. she'd been in love with him, and some part of her knew she still was, could feel his fingerprints all over her body. Her eye closed for a moment, and she could actually feel herself nearly feeding off his hate for a moment, that name rising to her lips. Just a few syllables and she'd feel bliss... and he could be gone. Such power, but she just kept this dribbles instead.

There was some weird bullshit with Varrik for a moment. "Thank fuckin' Lathandar or Aurum, or whoever,' she muttered, digging into her pouch, dropping the coin in her hurry. She lit the smoke quickly, cantrip flaring up. Somewhere in there she could hear a yell in the distance, but right now, Zafah practically needed to inhale and kill herself just a little more: specifically that one part of her.

"Oh, an' Ade?" she called around her smoke, not looking back. "Great way to get back in a girl's good graces, telling all her friends they're bullshit people, particularly her best friend," she blew out the smoke, before pointing into the woods, indicating who precisely that actually was. She glanced up at Varrik, holding up the lit smoke. "I'm just gonna have one between watches. Then if you wanna go rounds with me or whatever, we'll do this thing," she took a deep inhale, too sharp, the smoke burning all the way down.
 
Aelius covered Felicity's mouth with his own, lips crushing hers, his mouth sucking her tongue into his own. He panted happily, deep into her body as her teeth grazed him. While he was shoving himself deep into her. His hips rocked upward, the curved of his cock sliding deep within her to tease against her most sensitive regions deep within.

"Let's get you off good," he slapped her ass, grinning as he drove into her. There was something wonderful about this, something primal about fucking the young noble Tiefling out here while he pounded her, finding the right spots and exploiting it mercilessly, all while he hammered away at her. The squeeze of her pussy at the end almost milked him, but Aelius had enough skill and experience to hold on just right. He grinned as Chastity came with him, good and hard...bent over the tree, he was pushing in...

Just as a red finger teased her ass. "You know, I didn't get to have this..." he teased her as he continued pushing at her pussy, enjoying the sight of her full and plump ass.

Adrian barely noticed Zafah's venom or her glares. If he thought he was in danger, he'd have reacted, but he didn't. Instead he remained there shock still while Varik arrived. "Tsk. No accounting for fucking taste," Adrian said in a cool tone. He had a genuine animosity towards the Renegades he knew his comrades didn't share, his anger to them only building at everything. "when all this is done and we've got everything for Nia, fixed your fucking life and let you live happily ever after, don't have to try to say thank you."

Varrik didn't obejct to her smoking, his legs drawn up as he rubbed his head with Adrian gone. "Mask's silent steps....that bad, huh?" He asked, looking to her. "...I'm not making excuses for him. We're all on edge. Aelius is dealing with it his way...I'm dealing with it mine. If you want...then sure, but..." Varrik chose his words carefully.

"This has started off bad. It can't go on that way. I'm not here to link hands and seen hymns, but I care about my team getting out alive and it won't be possible to hit our potential if this keeps going. We're certainly not blameless on all this, but..." he trailed off, trying to meet in the middle through this. Varrik was maybe the most observant of the Wolves and he was tired with the frustration an arguments.
 
The ass slap just made her yelp again, body rolling, feeling a little spike in the continual waves of pleasure that washed over and through her. He just kept going, her sex squeezing and pulsing around him, dancing with her delights. She felt him grazing that area again, just giving her that sweet little spot, that burst, the tension almost unbearable again, even as her back and butt ground into the bark behind/beneath her. She rolled her hips up, just in time to feel a finger teasing her, moving right between her cheeks.

It made her let out a giggle, pulling back on herself, thought still panting, still shivering, still feeling the pleasure. "oh?" she asked, her voice sweet. "You want to take it now?" she tilted her head a little ,rolling her body against him. She'd actually rather him stay in her sex, given how his dick hit and how much she could already feel the pleasure pulsing. Felicity was pretty sure a few more grinds would have her squirting all over him. But if she could get him worked up, really pounding her like crazy...

That bad. Zafah didn't answer, taking another too-sharp inhale. "Godsdammit," she rubbed the bridge of her nose. Usually if shit went this sideways she had to kill somebody. Given how she could keep hearing Felicity having a far better night than her, and Luc really had gotten the short straw, that really left the asshole who'd somehow managed to get on three of the four 'gades badside off the bat, including Nia. And she was pretty sure Tawny wanted to tear into him too, if mostly on her behalf.

"The fuck I do to you?" she asked, rubbing at her forehead with her thumb as she blew out more smoke. "An' do I look like the one who settles that shit? Talk to Tawny or Nia," she took another drag, shifting, propping her knee up and resting her arm on it, staring at the glowing ember dangling between her fingers. "Look, just... just get it out already. I'd say you can't be any worse than Adrian just was, but y'know, I actually have met worse," she took another drag, tempted to ask him to either wait until she was done with it or get it all out before she was down to the nub.
 
The finger teasing between the cheeks pressed in forward more, sliding to the knuckle in a tight blue hole, to go along with the steady and rhythmatic pound of his crimson cock in her blue pussy. In and out he pushed, moving his finger up into her ass all while he did so. He was forcing his cock firmly into her, having her bent over the tree as he chuckled softly at that.

With Aelius's experience, he could tell what she really wanted, his cock remaining embedded within her pussy. "Soon enough...why break from a wonderful thing here.." He pushed...and then ground into her, against her instead of pushing in and out. He paused there, before drawing back and thrusting again to repeat the gesture...

Varrik was hearing Felicity and Aelius. Wasn't like he minded, but his thoughts were with his leader now. He took out a knife and began to toss it up and caught the blade with two fingers. Tossed it up, caught it. Tossed and caught it...evidently a nervous gesture. "...Well, this's fucked," the half-elf announced. "You didn't do a damn thing to me personal," he said. "Not about that at all. I'm talking about the groups as a whole. I ain't here to judge you or fight about anything, but...you're smart and you can recognize this ain't starting well. If you're down to go at it after...well, I'm fine with it but something's got to fix this group before something real bad happens."

Adrian had meanwhile stomped over to be by himself, taking his own anger out on a tree with several hard thumps of his fists that reverberated hard in sound...
 
That finger slid a little more, and Felicity could feel the snug ring of her butt open for a moment. Her muscles clamped down, gripping him hard, nearly hard enough to pinch his finger, before half pulling him in. Her body remembered the dual sensations all too well, delighting in the memory and the reality of having both her holes teased. Technically all three, as she drew her lips back to his for a quick, hard kiss, again giving him a quick nibble, this time rolling his bottom lip a little between hers, pulling up just a little before releasing.

Another giggle; she just couldn't stop. Her hips shifted, legs moving, locking, aiming him just so. "Good plan," she whispered, following with a noise somewhere between a laugh, a groan, and a just general happy growl. It spiked into another yelp as she felt him hitting just the right spot. When his hips shifted, Felicity realized that he'd noticed too. "Oh, fuck," she said, feeling him pressing again, pushing, teasing that spot. "oh, shit, oh, oh, oh," she started lightly slapping his chest, rolling her hips counter. Her eyes rolled back into her head at the sensation, that pressure just so fucking intense. Each pass pushed the domed head of his against something soft, yielding, this bundle of nerves or something in her sex. How he hit it just right, she didn't fucking care right now.

As his hips shifted for another grind, a little burst, a leak of arousal, a hint at the gusher to come, sprayed out, along with a little sharp noise somewhere between a gasp and a giggle. Felicity's tail moved around, cupping his body, legs locking, once more pulling, demanding he hit her just right.

Zafah recognized those motions. Not just the dagger, but how he tossed it, caught. That wasn't just a thief thing; that was a nervous pickpocket, street type of thing. Like her with the coin. Or maybe an assassin thing? No, they were usually still; you didn't pick up nervous tics when you killed people for a living.

"Eh, I think you're overblowing it," said Zafah. "You're cool; Aelius is.... coolish," she glanced toward where the noises they could still hear were coming from. "Felicity's not gonna let shit get to her... I'm always like this, so that really just leaves Tawny, Luc, Adrian, and Nia..." she let out a wry laugh. "Which I guess is half. But Nia ain't gonna do shit. Well," she turned, "I guess that depends on what Adrian actually said to Fels. 'cuz if it actually stung? She will let him have it. Can you imagine what it's like when she's angry?" She took another drag, noting that she was quickly running out of smoke. Fucking deep inhales. "Seriously: I am the wrong fucking person. Nia's in there,' she pointed to the tent, "she'll be out up in, like, a few hours, probably doing her hair," she took another drag, before holding out the little nib. "Fuck," she coughed as she exhaled this time, actually feeling the burn, before taking and getting that one last squeeze, lips burning a moment before she let the ashes fall from her fingertips.
 
"Any more of your fantasies I might fulfill tonight, my sapphire little princess," teased Aelius as he pushed the finger deeper, along with his cock. The way her lips closed on his made him purr, his mouth catching at hers, his tongue flicking out to her lips before he captured her lips anew. He caught her with him then, smacking her ass against with his tail, finger embedded there.

He pushed right there, at the perfect angle so that his cock pushed up, the curve making him nudge right up to her spots at the right place. He ground back in, tail shifting to let the tip of it rub at her clit, just perfect as he remained embedded deep inside her. In he went, pushing...just as she seemed to explode around him. Aelius kissed her, to keep it down, holding it as he kept the finger in her ass and pressed deep...just as her sex gripped at him, pulled and he came hard inside her. He pushed deep, finishing almost furiously as his body trembled with it. "Mmmmm..."

Varrik continued his motions with the knife, tossing and catching, without even looking at it. His motions indicated an expert familiarity with it. "It's been too one-sided. That's why Adrian's upset. You all wouldn't like someone mocking Tawny, we don't like Luc being mocked that way...as for Felicity...look, I like her fine. Don't even mind her swiping the bottoms there, if I'm being honest. But after all that, I'm gonna take a guess and put it together...Ade doesn't like how she came onto him after things with Luc. He really liked your boss, tripped up with everything and made a proper idiot of himself...which leaves the lot of US feeling guilty cuz, y'know what? His plan was good in the last job. We fucked it up. Hell, I fucked it up if we're being honest...if he was on point..." Varrik glanced aside. "....Now it feels like he's just a laughingstock here...and all three of us owe him more'n you can imagine. Someone else would've cut my throat in an alley long ago."

Varrik realized he was talking far too much now, silencing himself but sighing. "...Whatever's between Nia and Ade should sta between 'em. But it ain't fair for her to think he was ready to settle down with her if he didn't just say it, either. I know Ade and he wouldn't mean to hurt someone. But he did, and impact matters more'n intent to begin with, so that's gotta be settled. You got any idea how your own boss's feeling now between ya?"

Varrik debated things for a moment before he tossed his knife down to bury into the ground, quivering there for a moment. "Not too bad yourself on the cool front, Zaf. You don't give yourself enough credit. Just take it back a notch sometimes."

Adrian had meanwhile managed to hit the tree so hard it had pretty much toppled over with a loud thud...the half-orc still venting furiously, wishing they could just leave the Renegades high and dry
 
There should be words there. An answer to a question or a breathed promise or something along those lines. But right now, Felicity was lucky to be thinking enough to not yell her cute little head off. She felt the internal pressure, that finger pushing up, in, just as the cock ground against her sensitive spots. Another little burst of pleasure, another little spray, and she let out a little noise, just before her lips got taken.

Probably for the best. The long, low, downright guttural groan she let out as one of the most intense orgasms of her life ripped through her was muffled by Aelius' skilled lips and tongue. It seeped out some as he bit her. Eyes rolled as she just felt her body reacting so primally, so powerfully, emotions and arousal just building to that frenzy and bursting free. She felt like she'd just rocked out of her body for a few moments, existence becoming pure white and heat and a blast of wet arousal right from her body. Jetted out, spraying, teased.

Sharpened as the tongue hit her just right, hit her hard. Her lips took more pressure, and her eyes shivered as her entire body shivered as though she'd been hit with electric energy. Everything quaked and she felt the orgasm just stretching, first in those few bursts of erupted arousal, then going more, as if he were shoving it up in her with it, as if she weren't just cumming but expelling the tension of those last few moments, letting it all wash up and around while her pussy worked his cock with near manic energy.

Zaf didn't watch the knife, still looking ahead, pretending she didn't hear tiefling sex noises while trying to have this conversation. She was tempted to point out that they mocked Tawny all the time, but she knew damn well it was different. Didn't stop her from rolling her eye up as he mentioned it being one-sided. "Tell that to Fels: she was going to do that watch, Varrik. He said something. And he sure as hell said it to me. Might've been one-sided, but your idiot friend tilted it so far in your direction that now it's pretty much the other-fucking-way." She wished she still had the smoke. Damn, should've known better.

"And we know it ain't fair. Betting Fels told Nia as much. She does that, and she knows it's dumb, but try telling her emotions. And if you're seriously holding Fels' giggle fest against her or us, remember that she's fucking eighteen. I was so up in my own ass at that age that, well,' she gestured, a flare of magic sparking off her hand for a few moments, leaving streaks into the night. "None of us have an issue with Luc, so long as he knows not to keep trying to puppy dog around Tawny. You were just going on about how Nia shouldn't have done that? He did fuck all to see if Tawny was remotely interested before putting his foot in his mouth. That shit is way fuckin' worse. Now you're all acting like he pissed all over her, which is making it worse. Ah, fuck," she rubbed at her face, "it's not even 'you all,' it's mostly one of you godsdamn assholes. He--" she jumped up as she heard something crashing in the forest. Her hand drew up and she dashed a little ahead, squinting.

"If you're a mother fucking gnoll, you'd better run before I abraca-fuck-you up."
 
Seeing Felicity's pure and utter excitement did little to stem Aelius's lust. The Tiefling was finishing deep into the other's body, his cock finding deep within her as he spent inside her, kissing her with his tongue flicking to hers while he kissed her furiously, all through orgasm there. He released her, teeth finding her neck quickly to bite there as they panted in the afterglow. He breathed in and out, holding her body as he remained pressed so deep within her, the spray delighting him all the more.

The pleasure was a crested peak of pure delight, rolling through both of them as Aelius lost himself into her. He clutched at Felicity hard, holding her as his body shuddered to expel every drop of white from him. He groaned softly, a sound between chuckle and purr as he remained into her, gasping after he rubbed at her side. "....Feel better?" He whispered as he kissed her lips, then her cheek and nose. "I sure do..."

Varrik was doing his best to ignore it, the same as Zafah. Frankly, the half-elf rogue was jusst glad to have someone else to talk to reasonably through it. "I don't know what he said to you, but Ade got a front row seat to it all and he ain't happy. He didn't hear you apologize to Aels, he didn't hear much else. His experience with the 'Gades is just seeing you all treat us poorly. Felicity's had two days now to show me she can be counted on. I'm going to be real blunt: she hasn't. She's competent but she's not serious and that's not the same thing. That worries me and I don't like being worried before I go risking my ass against angry, horny gnolls. As far as the watch goes? I'll get to the bottom of it....Ade doesn't snap easy. How do you know she didn't try to use it as a chance to check a box that Ade filled up?" Varrik lifted an eyebrow. "Or maybe he did just snap on her for nothing, in which case I'll kick him in the balls myself."

Varrik sighed. "I slit my first throat when I was eleven. She may be eighteen, but she's here. With us. We're trying to do something very dangerous for the sake of one of yours. Youth stops mattering through that. There's time to be a teenager and time to be a professional. As for Luc? Not defending it there, but there's a right and wrong way to deal with it. And he sure found out that was a way to get her attention from somewhere." He didn't even flinch at the crash. "Probably Ade working frustration out on a tree. Chill, we're fine. I'd tell if we heard any gnolls. Besides, beats getting into an argument saying shit that won't solve a damn thing. Finished your smoke?"
 
Somewhere in the midst of the warmth and wet and delight, Felicity felt more heat jetting up inside her. It burst within, mixing with her own juices, her sex milking it, pulling, craving yet more from that most intimate connection. She could feel herself rippling about, could feel herself giving way, head lolling, letting him bite and nibble a little more each time . It felt like the orgasm was just going to keep stretching, leaving her exhausted, pinned to this tree, panting. she let her limbs relax, leaving him to do the work of holding her there.

Her sex still squeezed, less purposefully, more in aftershocks. She could feel him depleting inside her, could feel the warmth spreading, seeping. Soon lips took hers, and she moved back, but lazily. A kiss on the cheek made her giggle. Eventually she let out a little happy noise, bobbing her head a bit, letting her smile spread, lighting her eyes once more. Why didn't people just do this all the time? Save everyone a lot of trouble. Just do, like, honest work, fuck a lot, done. Simple. Easy. Ta-da!

Ugh, so much for easy. She stared into the woods a little while longer, waiting, the eldritch power building in her hand before heading back, finding Varrik there, the conversation to finish. Like she hadn't killed the smoke a while ago. "Yeah, first, don't do that whole compare shitty backstories thing. I'll win, and we'll both feel like shit. Second, you and I both know damn well she's looking to check boxes," Zaf jerked a thumb back in the direction the lovers had headed off too. "She's been flirting and having unsuccessful encounters for ages. Ya'll uncorked that bottle. He'd be the first guy I've ever met who gave a shit. He's had a stick up his ass for a while, and I don't give two shits if he had a reason to start. Reason stopped about three self-righteous, self-important, self-inflating lectures ago.

"Third: that 'tiefling you guys can't count on' is the only one of us who avoided the shitstorm last time,' she reminded him. "Think for a moment: you really think I'd put up with all," she gestured toward the area, "that if she couldn't do her shit? Near as I can tell, most of us all fucked up," she paused, "'cept maybe you, until about five seconds ago when you decided to act like the girl you fucked last night sucks at what she does." She waved a hand. "And most of us apologized about it. Your crew's the one who keeps rubbing shit in faces, an' again, particularly Adrian. If you'd all have left me to fuck alone to cool off, I'd have come around quicker. But you have to run along an' jus' go on and on. Fuck, you're doing it now," she rubbed at her face, before turning, plopping down.

"I'm done talking relationship bullshit with you Wolves. You don't fucking listen to me unless I'm being a bitch, and then you just confirm what I've been saying. You wanna talk job or something else? Fine." Shit, she was shaking .Fuck, fuck, fuck. She ran her hand through her hair, taking a deep breath to steady herself. You're not made for relationships with normal people. Why are you even hanging around these... Renegades? Fuck, she was this worked up and they weren't even near the gnolls. They were going to get themselves killed.
 
Aelius held on to Felicity, holding her as his hands began to fondle the fullness of her ass. He squeezed firmly, his lips fondling hers as his body shook hard. He was panting heavily, looking into Felicity's eyes. Aelius took a moment to consider...there was no chance Felicity wanted to settle down and frankly, it wasn't what he was looking for either. In fact, he felt a different emotion as this bold, playful Tiefling living her dreams from stories, just starting a long career of sex and adventure...and she had chosen him to be her first, with Varrik. Aelius felt a sense of...joy at it. He liked what they were. He liked Felicity a lot. He wanted to continue with her, just two adventurers having fun. Hoisting her up, , he kissed her again and locked a hand to her horn, his tongue sliding to hers.

Seeing the happy look on her face brought a warm glow to the Tiefling, his face nuzzling to hers. "Ahhh..." he whispered out as his tail flicked through, touching his "You're going to eb quite the force to be reckoned with. Check that, you already are. I see many an adventure and many an experience in your future." Aelius's grin grew, flashing sharp teeth. "Perhaps you'll even get a book or two about yourself through it. The Adventures of Bluecherry.""

Varrik was quiet for a long few moments, his lips forming a soft smile. "Not comparing," he said, realizing from what he knew of Zafah, that was right. "...Hey, I liked her. Wouldn't have 'uncorked the bottle' to use the euphemism as I didn't..." Varrik was hearing her out there, Zafah's acerbic words nevertheless having some effect. "Alright, you kno what? After all that, I'm saying something I don't usually say to anyone. And right now, this isn't about group dynamics or anything but me'n you." Varrik sighed. "...I'm sorry. You got a point. Enough snapping there..." He slipped something from his pocket and passed it to her. One of Aelius's pack of good smokes.

"....Brought this for just the occasion. Don't tell him I took it without asking. He'll just think he dropped it, or Felicity took it as a trophy. He won't mind unless I stole it." The half-elf knew Zafah had some heavy points and his pride was giving way to logic through it. "So...yeah. Sorry" He said softly, though meaning it.
 
Oh had Felicity chosen well for her little booty call here. She locked lips with Aelius, still feeling a little needy, but only in the kind of physical sensation she always had. This desire for more of that kind of affection just niggled away at her, made her wonder if everyone didn't quite feel that urge. Or maybe it was just because she'd had a few really awesome partners. Aelius' dick was clearly designed for maximum sexual enjoyment; just the right size, curve, everything that Felicity liked.

She let out a giggle as he nuzzled, feeling their tails mix for a bit. She entwined hers all around him, wrapping again and again, a weirdly intimate gesture that was somehow both submissive and dominant at the same time, a "mine" move but also locking him and her where they were or... something. So many experiences, though the last bit had her blinking a bit. She... hadn't thought of that.

"Hey, uh, first, your dick is---amazing. Like, duh," she glanced down, before looping her hands around his neck. Usually there was just quiet embraces or sweet touches after the sex. The cuddling read almost as fun as the actual sex part sometimes. "But, like, seriously... do you think I could, I dunno, write about the stuff I did?" She giggled. "Maybe the people too?" Because for a moment, she couldn't help but see a girl picking up a story about a giggly blue tiefling and her weird ass friends.

Everyone had their own story. Sometimes Zafah didn't wonder if she wasn't amping it up; the asshole had been delicious at some point. Still was in a way. She fought back the tremors, almost wanting to hold to the bad parts, where she wasn't smiling, cutting loose, not feeling trapped or stuck or powerless. She knew that a lot of that was her, but every time she cast...

"Oh, my, gods," she said after a beat. "I'd die right now if I wouldn't wind up in hell," she turned to look at him. "You guys can actually apologize? Fuck, man," she saw the pack, nearly rolling her eye. "I do not know where you guys got off thinkin' I like the good shit. Boy, I'm gutter trash," did not stop her from taking it, "if it ain't killin' you, it ain't fun to have," she adjusted, kicking a foot out. There was a beat. "An' if you're expectin' an apology from me, you can keep on waitin'. Only one of you assholes that deserved it was Aelius. Ain't his fault I'm a bitch an' he reminds me of the biggest asshole I've ever met. Y'know what's really fucked up?" she jerked her chin in the direction. "The happy tiefling noises? They almost make it worse."
 
Aelius did not feel like removing his cock from Felicity now or anytime soon. He was pressed into her, kissing along her face and lips, with his tongue teasing at her own again, while he playfully teased at her horns as well, loving the curves of them. His cock all but twitched in her as his tail tightened right upon her. He slid his arms about her, kissing her as his tail's tipped tapped at hers. His airy little suggestion, though?

That seemed to strike an actual chord in her. The way she blinked, the contemplation on her face...for Felicity, he could see, that had actually resonated. "First off, your compliments on the member are delightfully appreciated!" He said as he gave her a happy grin, cuddling her, even with their bodies still mostly clothed. "Well, why not? You clearly read a lot...meaning you know what makes a good style of writing and what makes a bad one...you're having adventures now...now, I'm not sure people want tor ead too much about horny gnolls- I don't know, there's a market for everything but that might be a touch niche if you feel my drift- but...think of what you've yet to achieve. There's a whole wide world out there with people to see and do...surely you'll be finding plenty of material. Though I might caution that in prose? "Your dick is amazing" is flattering, but...perhaps the dialogue needs some work?" He grinned to show he was jesting with her and kissed her lips again.

"Buuut...that's what second drafts are for..."

Varrik's observation...noted something was up ther.e Zafah was almost shaking and for a moment, he kicked himself, wanted to kick Adrian. "Yeah. I'm apologizing. Because I should. Call yoursself gutter trash or whatever....it doesn't mean you're not a person with feelings." He let that hang there. "Not expecting an apology, either." He looked over where the sounds had...subsided...and offered her the smokes, moving to sit a bit closer.

"...Totally on the table, take or leave it, Zafah...but..." He considered it. "What would help? If you know? If you want to talk about it...I'm not judging you on all this. At all..." he looked over. "...You know, if they keep it up, I could probably fill a bucket with cold water, creep through the trees without them noticing and then SPLASH." He tried for a touch of humor, hoping it would help break the tension.

"....Pretty sure my aim's good enough just to douse Aels."

Meanwhile, Luc, to distract from happy Tiefling sounds and because he knew Tawny likely didn't want to talk...he'd gone to check on Nia at her nightly ritual. "Sorry if I'm bothering you...how're you holding up?"
 
Did... did he actually just compliment her on something that had nothing to do with scrumptious tiefling body or her ability to draw cum from balls like she'd been born to it? For a few moments, Felicity just didn't quite process that, until she giggled, realizing he probably had a point there. The bit about the dialogue had her sticking her tongue out, before giggling. "Please, everybody knows that righ' after the girl's gotta be like 'omigosh, your dick made my brain melt', an' stuff." She wrinkled her nose, rubbing her tail along his. "It's like... it's like someone made your dick---member---cock!" she bobbed her head, adjusting, feeling said cock inside her. "It's like... like they made it juuuuust to hit the juicy spots inside, y'know? The parts that you jus' read about an' you're all like, those exist?" She pursed her lips, seeming to realize that she'd rambled, doing some quick mental editing.

"Your cock is designed to hit the best parts inside woman, curved at just that right angle so that every thrust, every little push inside me makes me want to explode all over: all over you, all over your dick, and all over myself," as she spoke, the refined accent, that elfish tinted upbringing slid into the words. It sounded a little less directly like Felicity, but the ease of the switch clearly came naturally, more naturally than the goofy street urchin accent she managed. Less that this wasn't Felicity talking, more than this was the other side of her, the one that had clearly grown up sheltered, well taught, and groomed for something like success.

"Omigosh! You're supposed to be on watch!" she hit his chest, unwrapping her tail. "This is, like, the perfect times for gnolls to strike. Like, they'll be all over my sexy body and your pants are down so it'll be all not fun," she squirmed, shifting, as usual finding it harder to get dressed. "See? Here that, so a gnoll ambush," she pointed to a bit of brush, right before it grunted in a vaguely badger like fashion.

"Please," said Zafah, snorting, "I took my feelings out back and cut their throats," she dragged a thumb across her neck. She used the same hand to wave. "Nah, Fels has been craving sex since I met her, and it's cool that she's enjoying herself. More power to her. Gods know I got enough when I was her age." She reached back down, picking up the coin, letting it dance along her fingers once more. She thought for a few moments, before looking over at Varrik. He'd just been all pissy, but he seemed to be at least trying to do it from a good place... and what she had in mind a lot of guys would see as punishment.

"You want to make it better? After watch, let's go off behind the tents, and you eat me out," she told him bluntly. "No promises of me blowing you, no sex. Just your face on my pussy until I say 'stop,'" she smirked. "Or not. I can always just work fingers," the smile turned almost devilish. "Or wake up Tawny... her tongue is exactly as good as you're imagining right now."

Inside her tent sat Nia. Her legs were cross, her arms at her side, loose, but with thumb and forefinger seeming to touch. Her breath came slowly, her eyes closed. Only a soft silken nightgown covered her, looking out of place here, the thin elfish fabric wafting about her slender frame, the pale blue color of it contrasting beautifully with the long, loose golden blonde hair that fell around her in soft, perfectly formed waves, only to pool around her.

She did not respond at first, clearly lost to the trance, and would be for at least another hour or so, looking at peace with herself and the world.
 
Aeliuss eyes were shining now with an infernal light, but in a completely friendly manner. Felicity, as far as he coul see...she was airy and had trouble taking things seriousl,y but she was creative. She had a drive and yen for adventure that he was frankly envious of. No attempt at drama, no big feelings moment, but Aelius could see a spark he wanted to fan. "You're right, but only partially!" He squeezed her tail with his. "Everyone knows after she has to say something like that, buuut...you have to get the poetry in it! Think of it, every two-copper writer says something like "your dick mae my brain melt." And you are NOT a two-copper writer. You want to be extraordinary...think what the HEROINES might say!" He poked her chest playfully. "...That said, thank you ever so much for the compliments! You're going to make me hard again, actually, which...alright, when it comes to erotic narration at least, you have it in hand."

The next few lines of 'dialogue,' with refinement actually took him aback. "...That was good. That was...very good, actually." He gave her a kiss. "Actually, it was...extremely good, more like that...ahem, let me try..." Aelius looked to her with the look of a romantic poet. "Your body is that of a sky at midnight, with stars contained within...and all the wetness and heat of a summer rainstorm. The way you hold at a body, to make them long to be in you, to stay in you, the urge to pleasure you..." he tucked a bit of hair behind a horn. "...Okay, I think you're a better writer than I am, come to think..." He paused at watch. "No, no, I'm pretty sure Varrik..." he pulled from her to quickly adjust his clothes.

"....Also, that's a badger, but..then again, better safe than sorry....um, in the stories, would THIS be where an ambush hits..."

"...Yeah," Varrik said with a snort at the metaphor in turn. The half-elf sighed again. "...I'll have Ade apologize to you. All of you. Look, Zaf...bad things can start as good and...maybe good things can start as fucked up. Maybe we can pull it together here for everyone. " He watched as she toyed with the coin, before she gave the offer. "Fuck it," he said with a grin. "Tongue on you until you say stop. You have a deal." He pushed the smokes to her.

Luc gave a soft smile at seeing Nia like that, watching for a moment....he watched her, just to make sure she was peaceful and alright. "...Well. Good." It was making him feel good, just seeing that tranquility.
 
Please, heroines still said goofy shit like "you're dick made my brain melt. Felicity knew that first hand, she'd heard almost every other member of her party post-coitus. Admittedly with Nia it was less that and more "he made me feel quite warm as we passionately thrashed together." But she still found the comments funny, giggling again.

There was no giggling at the next bit. The kiss, sure, yeah, but the other. Felicity stared not just with her normal lust, but with this almost hunger in her eyes as he spoke. Occasionally she got a guy who could do the whole romantic talking thing, but usually that was to get her into bed or whatnot. His cock was still going soft inside her; she could feel herself giving it a slight squeeze to check. And, honestly, she'd never get bored of acting out her little scenes and fantasies. She knew her body could have that stuff, thanks to the exotic coloring and all that jazz. The hair touch nailed it.

Fuck that badger.

Pants up, needing an excessive amount of wiggling to get up over the hips and nestled on that ass. She could feel herself dribbling some, but she'd just have to wait until she could ask one of the magic girls for a spell. She did try to clean up some with her hands, reaching down, scooping a little up. "oh, next time, we should totally, like, act out this whole thing where, like, you're this darkly handsome noble and I'm, like, the cute little thief who you found stealing yourself, so you've gotta punish me, or---or---maybe you and Varrik could be, like bandits or something who truss me up an' are all like, 'we're gonna have our way with your hot little blue body'---oh, oh, or---" it was increasingly clear that if she got into writing, she wouldn't run out of ideas.

"Do not want to hear about that guy right now, an' definitely don't want a forced fuckin' apology," said Zafah, snorting. "We'll pull shit together; fuck, despite what you said, I think we're not that bad," a shrug, that offer, the response.

"No returning the favor," she told him bluntly. "No fucking. You take any fuckin' hard-on you get to your boyfriend or the other horny tiefling or, fuck, Nia for all I care," there was a flash in her eyes, another jolt of that almost dark energy. Not purposefully, not some intimidation, but it fluttered as if for a moment, she let just a peek at that whole barely suppressed darkness, the inherent selfishness that came from a warlock who willingly, knowingly, entered a pact with a fiend.
 
"Oh, was it THAT bad?" Aelius asked at the giggle, a look of mock offense on his face. "Really now, I know I'm a bit out of practice, but..." he gave her neck a gentle bite, testing the sharpness of the teeth against the blue flesh. "Mmm, I might have to punish you if you're mocking me...perhaps have you tied up for personal use with a sound tail spanking...discipline is so important..."

He was only half-joking by that point and maybe less than half. But the squeeze from inside made him stiffen again, his cock hardening again in her as he looked at her, his mouth finding each freckle across her face, before he nipped her lip again, then ended with a kiss so hot it was almost searing. "...I'm sure we could find material for the stories." Fuck the badger, he mutually decided, separating with no small reluctance.

"...Punishment sounds just like the ticket..." he winked at her. Wait, let me try!" He cleared his throat and adopted a villainous look before he pushed against the tree and got their faces together. "You've stolen. From the wrong people...and that demands a price, little starry sky...and that price will be taken from you....for the next, umm...insert appropriate period of time here, you belong to us. And shall be used thoroughly. Okay, stumbled a BIT, but I tried!"

"I like tot hink we're not either," Varrik returned. "Shit together, getting pulled...sounds good by me." He considered the offer. "...You know what? Fine. I'm in for it." He didn't look like he minded at all. Hell, it was even something of a turn on now.
 
It took all Felicity's willpower not to just suggest they maybe linger for a bit. Go another round. She could feel the tightness in her chest (which reminded her to tug her top down and tighten up some laces again real quick), not to mention the usual warmth spreading from her core. Did not help that she'd felt him stiffening for just a moment. Oh, yeah, and a kiss that literally made her toes curl in her boots.

But just as she'd started to pull away to be a big girl, she felt him pushing. Her heart skipped as his mouth got close, the words almost rasping. The tiefling let out a sharp gasp, again, no giggle for a moment. Her legs shivered, then just outright gave out on her. "Holy shit,' she breathed, scrambling to make sure she didn't just melt into a puddle there in the fucking woods. She had just picked, like, the perfect person for her first time. Okay, sure, he could maybe bit a bit more muscular, but he was fit enough, and she'd trade that dick for muscles pretty well any day of the week.

"Ha, you may have caught me, but you'll never break my spirit," said Felicity, her voice sliding, landing somewhere between the upper crust accent and a player on the stage. "I already sold those goods and gave the money to the poor," her eyes flashed, glee ruining a little of her whole defiant heroine act, "you may ravish me, tie me up with my tail, slake your lusts upon my flesh, choke me with your manhoods, but I shall never give in!" She tapped his chest. "An' that's when you stuff my mouth with my panties to shut me up, an' spank me until I'm, like, actually crying. But it's okay, 'cuz we'd have a safe word an'---" her brow furrowed, "huh, I guess that wouldn't work with the gag," she tapped her cheek, then his nose. "We'll think on it. But we really gotta go do the watch now. Zafah's prolly all grumpy and wanting to smoke."

Zafah wanted to do something alright. She had that little greedy pull, that inner demon that, well, also just mixed with having a healthy sexual appetite and wanting an attractive male to be put to use. Felicity had sure as hell seemed happy, though she was an overly eager virgin, so that was an admittedly low-ish bar. She did spare a quick glance to see if there was a bulge at all in his trousers, before looking back ahead.

Another beat. "What? I did say after watch,' she pointed out. "Don't worry, I'm sure Tawny will be up an' moving soon. Just have to hope Aelius or, hell, maybe Felicity remembers that they're supposed to be functioning members of this party," her lips twitched, the amusement obvious in the dark eye as she looked out, focusing a little.
 
Aelius being the more seasoned adventurer, really should have had better control, but every bit of him wanted to stay write here and 'brainstorm' with Felicity more. With her pressed to a tree, his eyes boring into her, he could see his words had some....interesting effects on her. The idea had just come to him and Aelius felt like being poetic at the moment.

He felt very grateful she'd chosen him for the first time. More grateful no curse had hit him on that. It was difficult to describe his feelings to Felicity...he liked her, but not in a way where he wanted to be a one and only, nothing even close. He wanted to see her rise and become a great adventurer with great adventures and dreams. "I was JUST about to say I think your dreams are flying ahead of reality." he tapped her nose right back. "Wait, through a gag? Just three little hums works fine there....or like, a tapping of your tail, but- " he caught himself as well. "You know, we probably should relieve Zafah. He smiled at Felicity and offered a hand to her. "What do you say, ready to be the responsible adventurer? I should note I'll reward you later. Or punish you if you can't. So, win-win?" He playfully tapped her horns again.

Varrik had the feeling Zafah was being selfish and frankly, he was...pretty here for it at the moment. He was pretty hot from just hearing it and was glad enough things seemed to be clearing between him and Zafah. Okay, the day hadn't been the best, but...well, Varrik had spent enough time with Aelius to know new days brought new things.

Speaking of the tiefling, he appeared from the shadows, smiling charmingly. "Alright, ready for shift!" He said delightedly. "Me, possibly the most colorful member of the group! Which makes me the most obvious target in the darkness! SOOOO, if any arrows hit me, that's probably a sign they've got passable vision! So, why don't you two go get some rest?"
 
Hums, yeah, she should've figured that. "Um, did you miss the part where you're tying me up with my tail? Like," she reached down, and started lacing her tail around her wrists, demonstrating what she meant, tightening a little. She looked up, giggling. "I use to do it all the time back home when I was using my toys," she said, unwinding her tail with obvious ease and adding a shrug. But yeah, obviously adulting and the actual fun times, which first involved skipping her way back to the campsite, seeing Zafah dutifully staring out into the dark, the firelight casting a sort of weird glow about her.

"Doesn't she kinda remind you of Zariel sometimes?" the tiefling started, but Aelius was already pushing forward, making her giggle.

"Awesome, then you can be the one we sacrifice to the gnolls," offered Zafah, she rose, stretching again, before reaching down, ready for another quick smoke. First, some details, "Varrik? Back there good?" she jerked her head behind Nia's tent, having both done this before and knowing full well that she was actually usually quiet. "An' you," she looked to Felicity, "bed," she pointed to a bedroom.

"But, I was gonna do a wa---"

"Yeah, we're not dumb enough to put you and your little fuck-buddy on a watch, Fels,' drawled the half-elf, before sighing. she stepped up, brushing aside some of Felicity's curls. "You've just gotten fucked a lot today, and walked here. You need a full night's rest to be good to everybody." Felicity looked pouty, but nodded. Zafah returned, giving a once over, before sighing. She shifted to block the boys' view, lowered her hand, and did a quick cantrip to help clean Felicity up. The tiefling giggled, nodded, and turned to go.

"Ah, not so fast," Zafah snagged Felicity by the tail, nodding. "You get to wake up Tawny."

Felicity looked to the slumbering half-tabaxi. "I think I'd rather take a watch."

"She's not that bad," as Felicity gave Zafah a look, the half-elf shrugged. "Next time save the fucking for before or after. Which reminds me," she turned, looked to see where Varrik went and headed that way.

Felicity crept over to the slumbering half-tabaxi. She drew out her dagger, flipped it, and poked Tawny slightly. "Tawny," the feline shifted, ears flicking. Felicity was almost tempted to try the real tricks to get her up, but the key was to do it slowly. "Taaaawnyyy." Another poke.
 
"Grow your hair REALLY long and we can tie you up with that," Aelius returned. "Until then...the tail will do!" He tapped her back with it. He looked like he wanted to ask about these times she tied herself up with boys as well, grinning at that, and shaking his head. "Positively incorrigible," he said as he flicked his own tail out...Zafah looked, however, positively radiant. Aelius was remembering exactly why he liked her and from the looks of it, something was happening with her and Varrik. Aelius could read tension like Felicity in an erotic novel shop. Well, good for them! Aelius decided happily. Everything had been so dour...it needed to get a bit sunnier as far as he was concerned.

"Mmm, Zariel," whispered Aelius back to Felicity. "But I was thinking more Glasya, actually." He looked up to Zafah. "If we're talking gnoll sacrifice...Well, I'm not volunteering, but I'd argue I'm a TOUCH more useful!" He was taking Varrik's spot.

"We're good," Varrik agreed, walking off to go and wait for her. He paused briefly to pat Felicity's back and grinned at her. "Hey, get some rest. We'll celebrate everything later, dreamer," he kissed her nose quickly before pulling back there. Aelius looked delighted.

"Goodness me, I get the watch with Tawny? Well,I promise to be gentlemanly."

Luc was still at camp, taking a rest of his own...Adrian as well, while...Aelius observed the waking of the half-tabaxi, wondering if he might be needed to cast a spell on this for healing if the half-Tabaxi was as bad as that...he had a feeling Zafah was underselling it.

Varrik meanwhile had removed his cloak and blades, setting his mask aside. "I'm not calling you 'mistress Z,' just want to make that one clear."
 
"I thought about it, but it kinda gets in the way," offered Felicity, wrinkling her nose. It sometimes surprised people when she said that, like a tiefling who primarily cared about her looks would do something just for practicality. But given that curl to it too, there was likely something else too. Nothing dramatic, mostly just involving a sneaky little tiefling girl who kept getting her head of curls tangled in weird places and found by the servants.

Weirdly she didn't immediately pick up on the Varrik x Zafah vibe. She was mostly in her own head, plus there was that daunting task. It wasn't until she was two prods in that it hit her: "Tha' sneaky bitch!" she whispered, flinching as Tawny shifted, one muscled arm threatening to hit her. The tiefling knew how to dodge... uncannily good, and twisted a little to move out of the way. Sighing, she bent down, lightly shaking Tawny's shoulder now, daring to get just a little closer. Still nothing.

Felicity licked her lip, moving down to lightly blow in the ear now, careful to pull back. It twitched, but "C'mon, Tawny, you're suppos-ta be up for watch," muttered the tiefling. Ah, fuck it, she probably had to poke Nia for cure wounds anyway. Reaching down, Felicity worked that curled up cat's tail. She took it gently in hand, braced herself, and gave a tug.

There was a blur of movement, a flash that would've been hard to track even for Aelius, who was right on it. Tawny's legs shot out, whirling around in a perfect blurring arc, traveling upward. Felicity's feet danced, moving around the first, only to find a hand pressing down on her tail, yanking her into a blurred arm. Soon Tawny was kneeling down, arm pressing against Felicity's chest, leg out, eyes up and alert, tail well out of the tiefling's grip and flicking.

Total time? Less than a few seconds. "Right," the half-tabaxi said, "watch," she looked down at Felicity, who had that weird, half frightened, half aroused look. There was a beat of sort of stretched tension before Tawny realized that her arm was literally pushing down on Felicity's impressive chest. Her brows narrowed. "Why the tail?"

"Would---get you---up---" managed Felicity. "also---either up--or down---'cuz you're hurting---my boobs."

Tawny's tail flicked, and she looked at the tiefling for just a moment, a slight hunger in her gaze before rising up. Felicity shivered, before bouncing up herself. Both helped the other dust off, Tawny having to crouch slightly for Felicity to get the last bits, then frowning as she saw her friend's back. "Did I use claws...?" she asked, running her hand along it. "Because this doesn't look.

"Tree bark," offered Felicity with a grin, tail flicking.

"How did--oh, right, you're," Tawny's eyes widened, and her hand rose, "right, ah---"

"Hey, Tawny~" Felicity sang out, rising up on her toes, "any time. I'm sure the boys won't mind watching," she let out a giggle, before turning to Aelius, fingers wiggling before she went to crash. It would be seconds before the soft, cute snoring sounds came.

Tawny blinked, stalked over to the watch area near the center, and sat. Another beat of silence. "I think I get why you all wanna fuck her now."

Zafah raised her brows, watching Varrik removing some bits. "Actually, I was the right eye," she tapped the noticeably scarred side of her face, "whenever I did the whole mistress thing." She reached down, starting to unbuckle her own pants, shifting to keep the components nearby. "Hey, quick question, don't have to answer: was it your mom or your dad?" she reached up, tapping the slightly pointed tip of an ear, before starting to work down her pants, wiggling only a little: she kept them loose. A pair of black boy short designed undergarments that were remarkably similar to the ones that could be seen through Tawny's pants covered the warlock's skinny lower frame, looking more comfortable than outright sexy.
 
The wrinkling of her nose make him laugh softly. "Fair point. Might be difficult for a thief...unless you did it up significantly. Something nice and elaborate!" He teased before nudging her. "I'm just throwing straws here, as they say!" He rubbed her leg with his tail. "On the OTHER hand...you look good with the short hair. And horns. Significantly!"

He let hr head off to wake up Tawny...Luc was getting rest, Adrian near to camp now...with things having at least simmered down...and then a flash of motion. Even Aelius was surprised at the sheer speed of the half-Tabaxi. Well, he was the slowest of the group (physically, not mentally, he told himself)...Varrik, Luc or Adrian might have seen the dizzying speed...while Felicity was down and trapped. Aelius made no move to interfere, simply leaning back for watch. He looked up at the moon, smiling as it reflected the sun. That was nice, it was like Lathander was right there with them the whole time...

...He also hoped Tawny hadn't hurt Felicity any. The poor girl. He gave Felicity a fond wave before she went to bed...just before Tawny joined him. Awkward silence, hanging there a while and then...

"I mean, she's a delight isn't she?" Aelius asked her, smiling fondly. He was wondering if he WAS interested in her...for now, he was quite sure his tastes more ran to Zafah and Felicity. Hell, he wasn't exactly weak, but Tawny looked like she might treat him like a toothpick if she were a mind. "And how are you?" He asked, his tail flicking, the ornament catching the light. If nothing was happening...why not talk? See how they got along then? Things had to be fixed and Aelius was a fixer.

He folded his red hands behind his dark hair, shifting comfortably back. "So. When this is all done...you know what I think we should do? Throw a very big party, just...celebrate a bit. Drinks, fun, friends, that sort of thing. I'm sure we could get a drunken Tiefing to try a fun dance or two, eh?"

Varrik pulled off his cloak, watching Zafah. He didn't move to undo his clothing, though he did unbutton his tunic a bit. "You know, anyone but another half-elf, that might be considered a bit over personal." He shrugged, showing he wasn't taking it particularly hard. "My dad. For a given value. Just curious there?" He was giving her clothing rather admiring looks as he used his cloak to form a nice spot for them. "Alright, shall I begin, Lady Zafah?"
 
"Mhm," offered the monk, nodding. She was hardly going to argue that her friends and companions weren't adorable and fun to be around. It just felt a little... weird, to suddenly be thinking of Felicity like that. Then again, there wasn't anything against it, now that Felicity had gotten over that initial bit (Tawny hadn't wanted to be the first; she'd already had to gently deal with Nia, she didn't need to do it twice).

"I'm doing alright, I guess," she offered, shrugging. Having been woken up like she was, Tawny was all abustle with energy. She wanted to get up, to move, to do something (not necessarily someone). But she could focus, just take a few deep breaths and steady. "Hmm," she took a few moments to ponder while Aelius offered suggestions. "I think... it depends on what time of day we get back. We want to get Nia to the spell shop as quickly as possible, and she wanted this whole girls' day thing," Tawny wrinkled her nose. "She even got me and Zaf to agree to try on dresses and, like, go lingerie shopping or something. Honestly it kind of sounds like torture, but she'll be super happy."

She flicked her tail. "But we should definitely all get together. Nia said she wanted to go somewhere she could dance and be the prettiest girl in the room," Tawny laughed, rubbing at the back of her head. "There was this whole thing with Cha--Felicity about that, before we just said that the tiefling would be the sexiest, and there was a whole thing. But, yeah, she wants to go to a dance hall. And you guys are cool, and we like you, so you all should come along." She considered for a few more moments. "Probably shouldn't get the tiefling drunk though. Unless you mean you. Our tiefling just finds everything funny. She chased my tail for five minutes straight once."

Yep, she needed to move. Tawny rose up to her full height, hands raised overhead, stretching, feeling her bones pop and her muscles stretch. It always felt good, and she did a few twists. It was always like this after a nap: she just wanted to run around everywhere, start stalking things, do something. Probably the half-tabaxi in her.

"Huh, same," she said. "Mom human, dad elf, I mean. I think that's often how it works, unless it's, y'know, rape," she set her pants aside and got things adjusted. "Really hope we don't have the same dad then. Make this next part awkward," she held her panties out, aiming her hand down to mutter that cleaning cantrip again, before shifting to lay out a cloak and stuff on the grass, propping herself with her gear, before pointing. "C'mon. I promise to be gentle."
 
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