Exalted: Orgiastic Triumph of the Chosen

[HookerBoots]

The hiss and the face surprised the copper-haired dancer for a moment, but from what had been said at the Potentate's manor, it shouldn't be that surprising at all. This girl had been ravished, and raped, and that sort of thing, in the state she was in, would leave anyone a little unstable and skittish.

The fangs were unexpected, however.

One hand still gripping the girl's elbow, Ivory Dawn put on her most soothing voice, and said calmly, "It's all right. We're not them, we won't do anything bad to you." She moved her hand slowly and deliberately away from her waist, letting the girl see that she was unarmed, and pulled the cloak back to show that she was also unclad. "No danger here."

Tri wasn't sure what had just happened, but it wasn't good. And she'd almost grabbed her sword before she'd had time to think, which wouldn't have ended well. But her eyes were wide as she watched the interplay between the new girl and Ivory Dawn. The fangs, the amber light in her eyes . . . everything about this girl made her want to cleave that slender form in twain and crow of her victory to the skies. Even while everything about this girl made her want to take care of and befriend her. Stranger and stranger.

 

[Kinkerhell]

For a moment, Scarlet considers everything around her that could be used as a weapon; how far away it is, how much damage it could inflict, whether it would break. Then Ivory Dawn's words sink in, and she begins to calm down. It takes second to remember where she is and who these people are. Then the extent of what she'd done occurs to her. She probes with her tongue, finding her fangs extended. Her face turns to an expression of horror, and she claps her free hand over her mouth. As her hand nears her face, she notes the yellow light reflecting off her skin and knows that her eyes must be blazing.

Gently, Scarlet tugs her arm away and Ivory Dawn, also disarmingly nude, lets it go. She draws her legs up, the cloak having fallen away, and crosses her left arm across her breasts. Her ankles crossed, Scarlet's modesty is, barely, preserved. She closes her eyes for a moment and breathes slowly, calming herself down. Her fangs recede, and she's fairly certain that her eyes will have stopped glowing.

She opens her eyes and lets her hand fall away from her face, revealing that her teeth are once again their white, even selves. Laying her right arm across her left, she stares very intently at her knees.

Quietly, she says, "I'm sorry. I just...sorry. Bad memories and recent wounds." She smiles slightly. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions about me; who I am, what I am, why I'm here, what I was doing at that party."

She looks up at Ivory Dawn and continues, "I'll start with the basics. I am called 'The Scarlet Star.' You can call me Scarlet. Its less cumbersome. I used to have a name before I...changed, but its not important anymore. This is who I am now."

She shrugs. "As for what I am, I really don't know. From what I've seen, I'm like you, an anathema, and yet not like you. The mark that appears on my forehead when I'm using my power is the same as Tor's, but his is golden light and mine is bloody. I've never heard of anything or anyone like me, though I should admit that I'm not terribly well-versed in matters of lore."

She takes a deep breath and lets it out heavily. "I'm here because you're all here. We helped each other, and I haven't seen another living soul for more than a few minutes in a month. I was chasing Raksha the entire time, which is why I was at that party, hunting that Raksha Lady. I owe her for what she and her minions have done to me."

 

[HookerBoots]

Nodding, Ivory Dawn tries to smile a little. "I understand." She brushes a stray piece of hair from her face and licks her lips. "I . . . I hunt them for a similar reason, though I turned in a different way from you." She glances at Tri, then at the men who have re-entered the house. "But my story can happen when we're better rested, and less chilled, I think."

She tilts her head at Scarlet. "And I think it matters, who you were before. Your past matters." She stretches back out on bench, the cloak covering most of her nudity. "But that, again, may be for another time. Do you think you can relax a bit, now?" She taps one finger on her lips. "If you'd feel better with just Tri here, I won't be offended. I'll get dressed and head out to gather some herbs for a tincture that might help you warm up and stave off a cold."

Ivory Dawn pauses for a moment, glancing at the golden-haired woman on the other side of the bench. "I might do that soon anyway, for all of us. Being chilled like we were isn't healthy." She laughs softly. "I sound like someone's mother, don't I?"

 

[Armphid]

Tor shook his head, "No one's mother looks like that." He blushed deeper then, "Uh, I'm sorry, M'Lady, I didn't mean...um, anything." The young man had been pulled out of the room by Gunesh to give the women privacy but they'd stormed in when they heard the noise of the struggle. The youth still wore the marvelous dream-woven armor won for him, not having had the time or help to take it off and he was resolutely standing in front of and staring firmly at one of the shuttered windows. He was also trying very hard not to think about what he might be able to see if he turned around.

Gunesh laughed, "I think we know what you mean, kid." The tall Dynast was tending the fire, also not looking at the women directly, though he did give a few surreptitious glances. Dragons have mercy, this was a lot of gorgeous, naked woman. Now if that Lunar would come back and join the rest...well, maybe he shouldn't hope for that, after all. She made him nervous. His rearing in the Realm did not endear him to the Lunar Anathema, even if he was now Anathema himself. "But we'll go too, if you like, Scarlet. I prefer to make ladies uncomfortable with my massive intellect and," he coughed and then went on, "Uh, that is, not with my presence."

Tri rolled her eyes at the Twilight, "Oh, Gunesh." She approached Scarlet and dropped the cloak over the nude girl, leaving herself bare. She wasn't the one who was in danger of freezing after all, though it wasn't exactly nice here naked without being snuggled up. "Let me at least make the introductions, since you've given us your title." But she couldn't give her name...she felt there was something to that. She'd have to ask Gunesh later. "My name is Triumphant Mantis. If you want to call me "Tri" though, feel free. People who slay monsters and help save my life can do that," she added with a wink.

She gestured to Gunesh, "The clever mouthed man there who is about to go and get a few of the blankets he stole from the Potentate's manor for us is Tepet Gunesh, my friend and partner-in-crime." He waved, still not looking at them. "He's a brilliant craftsman and a sorcerer as well."

"Tell all my secrets why don't you?" He rose with a chuckle and headed around the outside of the large main room to the short stairs that led to the spaces upstairs where the bags and packs had been deposited. "I'll bring down some clothes too, since I'm tragically sure you won't all want to be wrapped nude in blankets and cloaks all night."

The blond priestess smiled fondly after him and then indicated the busty redhead, "This is Ivory Dawn, and though I've only known her for a week, she's already a cherished friend and the greatest dancer I've ever seen. All three of us are like young Torasin there. We're not Anathema though, that I know in my heart. We are Exalted, Chosen by the greatest of the gods himself." Her voice rang a bit with adoration, zeal, and perhaps a shade of desire, "The Unconquered Sun."

"Um, Lady Triumphant Mantis," Tor said, his voice a bit pained, "Please just call me Tor, all of you. Torasin is, well, too fine and fancy a name for me." He shrugged, though it hurt to do so and he winced a bit not that they could see his face, "I only use that if I'm trying to put a scare into someone. And my, uh, well, we're not, I mean there's the rings but...it's complicated."

"Not so, my Tor." Cunning Starfire had returned, firmly shutting the farmhouse door behind her as she did so. The striking, lush-bodied Lunar had on a simple farm dress that looked bizarre with her wild red hair, dark skin, and faintly gleaming silver tattoos. In each hand she held a waxed cheese the size of a man's head. "We were married, several times, in past lives. We are bound together, your spirit and mine. All of you Sun Children have mates among my kind, our Elders say. I am Cunning Starfire, Beloved of Luna, Changing Moon."

She looked around the room and cocked her head, "I found clothes to put on because I thought you would all be more comfortable that way. But perhaps your civilizations are more enlightened than I thought. I will strip too, yes? Tor, join us! We'll celebrate this victory properly!"

The youth opened his mouth to speak a few times, finding nothing to say. He shook his head and finally managed, "I should, um, get some food for everyone." And then he walked sideways, never turning in a direction where he might see something, into the kitchen.

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet stares at the Lunar. For some reason, she doesn't like the dark-skinned woman. Maybe its jealousy of her surety, her power, or her body. Maybe its her forceful personality. Mostly, its how she ran roughshod over poor Tor. This silver maiden hadn't stood alone against the Raksha, hadn't faced impossible odds, even for her mate, much less a group of strangers.

Scarlet smiles, but the expression doesn't reach her eyes. "Its nice to meet you, Lady Starfire." She looks at the rest of the group and her expression warms. "Its nice to meet all of you. I'm sorry about my outburst." She stands and drapes the cloak around herself, the large garment almost sliding off her shoulders, and hiding her body. To Gunesh, she says, "No need to get me any clothes. Mine dry quickly, and this cloak is enough for now, if you don't mind me holding onto it."

Scarlet stands and goes over to her clothes, picking up the entire stool and depositing it near the fire. She lets her cloak open slightly as she stands in front of the blaze, letting the heat warm her cold skin. Staring into the bright hearth, she begins to speak, almost to herself. "I know what you are, Lady. My manse to the south has a very large, very complete library. You are solars, the guardians of law, light, and life." Her voice drops, laced with bitter amusement. "You are heroes, no matter what the realm says."

Scarlet draws lightly upon her dark gifts, expending more of the terrible build-up that comes with using her power. The hearth dims, the flames becoming pale and sickly. The sudden deep shadows around the room seem to move, and terrible whispers come from the darkest corners. Scarlet turns, and thunder booms outside, heralding the coming storm. Her face is shrouded in darkness, only her eyes glowing in the blackness, and the whiteness of her body shining in the gloom.

"I am not one of you." In the darkness above her eyes, a red gleam can be seen, a bloody sunburst. "I am truly Anathema, a twisted parody of the Followers of the Sun." She relaxes, and the darkness dissipates, the fire sprining back up and the shadows subsiding. She shrugs, the motion fetching. "I do not know what I am, exactly. I know that I am a dark mirror of your glories, but that is all."

 

[Armphid]

Gunesh's eyes lit up as she mentioned the words "manse" and "library;" the tall man coming back into the room with his arms full of blankets and garments. Tri had also looked suddenly interested; a library that told about them? Neither of them had been able to find any information, just vague recollections of past times and the Zenith's perfect memory of what the Sol Invictus had said to her in the moment of her Exaltation.

Before either of them could speak, or start to ask any of a dozen questions, or even just return the rituals of greeting, Scarlet went on and things changed. The darkness in the corners of the room suddenly poured out and cast the entire chamber in shadow, the light of the fire dim and wan now, the lengthened shadows moving and writhing and from within them something distant, endless, and ultimately hateful spoke in whispers that none could truly hear or understand, to their profound relief. Overhead thunder boomed again and moments later came the sound of cold, vile, toxic rain upon the roof of the farmhouse. The shutters quivered in the windows, rattling as if the tainted falling water was trying to batter its way inside.

Tor's weapon was in his hand before he even thought of it, the youth whirling to face not Scarlet but the darkness from which that hateful voice seemed to seep. His heart was pounding and his eyes were wide; he was afraid. He was afraid. He hadn't felt fear, even a little, since the day he drew his Second Breath weeks ago. But he felt it now. From Scarlet, from her words and this display. And yet the magnificent blade in his hands sang to him of her hopes, her dreams, her passions, and those were not darkling and dreadful but made him almost want to sing himself.

He relaxed and let his guard fall, swallowing and shame faced. Damn him! How could he have been so weak as to be afraid of that? He felt a sudden urge to strike something, someone, but there was no need, no reason. Tor choked the impulse down and took a deep breath, turning back to face Scarlet again.

The whispers had sounded directly behind Triumphant Mantis and she had frozen, stock still at them. She could not make out the words but they poured into her ears and she suddenly saw a vision of some other place or time that may come. The lovely blond was nude and bound to the open palm of a giant, clawed, skeletal hand made from murdered ghosts; chains manacled at her wrists and ankles. The Scarlet Star stood over her, naked save for the blood red wings of raw Essence that poured from her shoulders; within her was something else, a roiling and tainted darkness waiting to be given to her. The slender young woman laughed wickedly and climbed atop her, holding Tri down with an unholy strength. Then she leaned down and claimed the priestess of the sun's lips in a kiss before starting to ravish her; the girl's tongue forced her mouth open and Tri felt something thick, heavy, hot, and oily pour into her. As it flowed down into her, delicious and damning, she heard The Scarlet Star whisper, "Don't worry, we both know you really want it." And she screamed as she felt the girl touching her in the best, worse way; her body surrendering, her mind reeling, and in her heart a seed of knowing that she did want this.

Then she was back in the farmhouse, the fire flaring up to normal again and the grim shadows receding. She was wild eyed and pale as she stood as stiff as a board. Was that a vision of her fate? Or just a possible one? Or a trick to make her think that was a possibility?

No. No, she couldn't reconcile that vision with what she'd seen of the slender and pale young woman before her. Tri shook her head slowly and breathed deeply, calming her pounding heart. She would not suspect this girl for something not real, or not yet real. She had possibly saved them all from death or slavery at the raksha's hands. That was real. That mattered.

Gunesh spoke up, his voice hushed and lacking it's usual bemused undertone, "Not just a mirror," he was looking up at the ceiling and while his eyes were wide and startled, his expression was more curious than afraid. "We can't do that to the weather...if that is your doing, Scarlet. A library...perhaps there are answers we don't know the questions to just yet. As to what you are...well, if my suspicions are correct, I might have heard to people like you. But if I'm right, it's pretty grim."

"It doesn't matter!"

Tri, Gunesh, and Cunning Starfire all turned their heads at the sudden outburst from Tor. The youth flushed but just thumped the butt of his scythe against the wooden floor. "It doesn't matter," he repeated, "what you are, not to me. My lord was a noble and a powerful lord for our land, but he was a monster by his actions. So...whatever you are doesn't matter, Scarlet." He felt foolish now, though he wasn't sure why. "You're not like us, but you're one of us to me."

The wild haired Lunar said nothing, her golden cat's eyes studying the scene instead. The fingers of one hand idly tapped where the junction of her collarbones would be on the plain dress she'd pulled on. The Solars may not have noticed the death of the small animals or the grass either at the manor or on the way to the farmstead but she had. The girl's power was causing a blight that followed her. And now this display and the ashen rain had followed them too. Yet she had not done harm on purpose, that could be discerned. Dangerous. She was very dangerous, and very unknown.

She needed to know more...perhaps others in the Pact could tell her. Her glorious eyes watched Scarlet, slightly afraid, but more like those of a cat who has not yet made up her mind whether to pounce, to run, or to simply watch.

Tri smiled despite the cold know in her guts that still lingered from her vision. "Tor's right. We'll talk about it, of course, and I think it would be good to help you learn more, Scarlet. But I think you're one of us, our group, if you want to be." Even if it led to...but it wouldn't. It had been a trick. "Let's talk about this fed and warmed up, shall we?"

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet nods, grateful for the offer of help and the acceptance from Tri. The tension broken the band goes back to its normal activities, packing gear away, inventorying the farmhouse, making dinner. Every now and again, Scarlet catches Tri looking at her with an unreadable expression, and Cunning Starfire scrutinizing her carefully, but mostly, it seemed as if things were going to go on in a fairly normal and mundane fashion.

Scarlet busies herself in the kitchen, and is delighted to find a few bottles of wine and a sachet of spices for mulling them in one cupboard. She puts the win in an old, earthenware jug and adds the spices, setting the wine near the fire as she helps in the kitchen. The band comes together again for dinner, and as they eat the simple fare and drink the warm wine, they make inconsequential small talk. Scarlet listens and laughs with the rest of them. Its nice, very...human.

After dinner, Scarlet looks outside briefly, watching the rain beat down and shudders prettily, then closes the shutters of the window in the kitchen. She returns to the living room and checks her clothing. Mostly dry, that's good. She pulls on her stockings and gloves, relishing the feel of the heated silk as it glides over her skin, but leaves her wrap where it is. They've seen her naked, fighting, and covered in gore. A little more nudity is not going to be an issue, she thinks dryly. Besides, she doesn't have any underwear, and the wrap is still partly wet.

Scarlet returns to the kitchen, where the rest of the band is still seated, sipping the warm wine and talking. Tor is telling the story of his "second breath" and Scarlet settles down to listen, murmuring and clapping at the appropriate times, giggling and blushing when he gets to the part about Cunning Starfire surprising him in panther form.

After he finishes his story, Tor sits back and Ivory Dawn begins to speak, telling of her ravishing by the Raksha. Her voice catches as she speaks and Scarlet quietly reaches across the table, enfolding the taller woman's hand in between her own. Ivory Dawn graces Scarlet with a quick smile that nevertheless makes Scarlet melt a little inside, and continues to speak. Scarlet's fingertips gently stroke the back of Ivory Dawn's hand and Scarlet is not without a sense of wonder at the softness and warmth of the other woman's skin. Ivory Dawn spins her tale, telling of her exaltation and her subsequent deeds, hunting and scourging the wicked and corrupt. After a time, she too is finished and she sits back and looks at the next person at the table, Triumphant Mantis. Scarlet turns to the pretty blonde.

"May we hear your story now, Tri? Its getting late, but I must admit, I'm curious about you."

 

[Armphid]

Tor kept his eyes carefully trained at the table, only occasionally letting them drift upwards to catch sight of the nubile mostly nude form of Scarlet across the table from him. It was...wow, nice but also he wasn't sure how to deal with such casual nudity. Let alone from someone who looked like her! It had been hard to tell his story again; he really just wanted all that left in the past but he owed it to Scarlet and there was no harm in telling the others as well.

That and the clothes that had been forced upon him by Gunesh were far richer than anything he'd ever worn and it made him nervous. What if he spilled something on them? His armor had been taken off with the Dynast's assistance, the older man also offering advice on how to put it on, what to wear under it, and so on. The scythe however, was still with him, immediately in the corner behind his chair, where he could reach it in a split second if need be.

He shifted his shoulders as Tri chuckled warmly at Scarlet's question and comment. "After hearing from them you're interested in me? I'm flattered, Scarlet dear." She took a drink of wine, "But I'm glad to share. I think it will help us all to know where each other came from."

The pretty blond tipped her head back and pursed her lips, "There's no need for the whole biography, and that would be a boring story."

"Not from what I know of it," Gunesh grinned, elbowing Tor in a knowing fashion, causing the youth to look at the artificer as though he were speaking in another language.

Tri shook her head, "Maybe I'll dictate it for you one day, Gunesh. Well, to start with, I have always been the servant of a God. Just not the one I serve now." Her sensual lips curved into a smile made of happy reminiscence. "I was born to into a family of priests, serving at a temple dedicated to the Maiden of Serenity in a small country called Vidonia. We were on the edges of the Scavenger Lands to the south of here but we were not part of the Confederation of Rivers. Cayir is next door to my old home, and I visited there a number of times growing up, and more recently as well. Our main temple was there, a small manse actually though Gunesh says it's set up to be very subtle and unnoticeable for such a place." She laughed, "We took pride in being part of the Realm, though we were only a modest tributary state to House Sesus."

She settled back in her chair, having changed back into more relaxed clothing; her long blue tabard that both hugged and exposed her body, and her thigh-high blue and gold leather boots. "That's more important later, but at first, I never thought about the Realm. I was happy to be a servant of Venus and learn to honor her. I was taught how to please others; with sweet words, with song, with dance, and when I came of age, with other things as well."

Tri licked her lips and her gaze seemed to grow distant a moment, "I remember that even then I felt that...the taking and sharing of pleasure together, whether it was sex or a song or a meal like this, had such power to bind people or heal the hurts of hearts and bodies. Particularly sex, I think it has real power to celebrate and make us all feel so much more alive and part of the glory of Creation around us. When done for the right reasons, for care and pleasure and joy in one another."

Tor found himself watching Tri as she spoke, realizing that everyone else was doing so as well. He could feel his cheeks heating but he also felt...a kind of inspiration as she spoke as well.

She went on, "I did very well at the temple, and was the High Priest's right hand. I started going out to the surrounding communities as well, building support for the Cult of Venus there as well. Encouraging the people to join together for communal activities." Tor's knife clattered to the table top, "Oh, not those! Not at that point, anyway, they weren't ready for that." She favored him with a smile and then shrugged, "It was working well too; bringing the communities together. But it wasn't going to last."

Tri took another drink of wine, "Our nation paid tribute to House Sesus, and we were almost always on time. But if we ever couldn't pay, they would let us pay it back with some interest over the next few years instead. It was a surprisingly light touch, considering what we knew of how House Cynis uses Cayir. But then we had an early frost this year and couldn't pay and for the first time, the Sesus legions came." Her tone grew frosty on the last sentence and she leaned forward with a sigh. "And they killed and raped Vidonia into submission, taking everything they could to make up for the missed tribute. It was mostly the coastal towns and the capital that were hit but we all knew about it and heard of it."

She shook her head, "I was so shocked and horrified. It was so sudden and so brutal and...they didn't need to do it. And worst of all, they'd turned something wonderful, something I'd been raised to adore and venerate, into a weapon of fear. I hated them. And then a group came to our town. Now many, just a scale but they were enough." Tri turned her wooden cup in her hands and her face was sad. "They killed a few people just to panic everyone and then demanded the temple and it's riches for the tribute. And we gave it to them but they decided to put on a "show" for the town. To show what happens when they don't get what belonged to them, and for our heresy against the Immaculate Order."

She shivered, "They started to pull down women, and some of the boys, ripping their clothes off, one of them struck me and knocked me down...he was looming over me and then-it all seemed to stop and I heard Him." Tri lifted her eyes, her face shining and her voice ringing. "The most beautiful voice I have ever heard, and I knew he was speaking to me, knew no one else even heard him. I will never forget what he said." She took in a deep breath and spoke again, sure and slowly, almost as if intoning a prayer.

"Creation groans under the burden of those who use joys and pleasures to sunder people instead of joining them, using what is for celebration to delude their senses and turn them from the perils that grow all around. You wish to use these means for their proper ends, to unite humanity, to build strong communities, and create walls of hearts to keep out that which is impure and wicked. Once I turned my face away from such as you, but no longer. I am the Unconquered Sun and I Exalt you. Go forth and deliver joy to those who lack it, union where there is strife, and justice to those who debase mankind with their vile acts."

Tri shivered in muted ecstasy at the memory of her choosing, "And I felt alive and powerful. Light burst around me and the solider about to rape me fell back, screaming like a scared child. I picked up his dropped sword and I called them out for cowards and rallied the people of our town. Together, we killed the soldiers who had come to rape and pillage. Every last one."

She raised a hand to her brow, fingers rubbing over where her caste mark appeared. "But I couldn't stay. I'd bring a Wyld Hunt down, and while my people didn't want me to go, they knew that too. So I told them to blame the soldiers' deaths all on me and I ran." She gestured to Gunesh, "And I found him on the road, running the same as me, though he was being chased by a terrible hunting dog made of wind. We killed it and started traveling together. He gave me the artifacts I wield in the Sun's name and we went to Cayir, to the temple I spoke of. The priests there had fled, no one would say why, but...I set up there instead. Preaching the worship of the Sun and the joys of the spiritual use of the physical."

Tri leaned back and laughed, "Right under the satrap's nose, not that he cares. He's all but exiled the Immaculate Order from the city of Cayir. Anyway, Gunesh and I were traveling to deal with a merchant selling people to the Fair Folk and that's where we met Ivory Dawn a few days ago. We were all on our way back to Cayir when we stumbled into what was happening at the manor. And I thank the Sun that we did. I am so glad, so happy to know you all now."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet listens with rapt attention as Tri tells her story. When she tells of the moment of her choosing, Scarlet purses her lips. It seemed that the common theme here was that they'd all been trying to be heroes, and that had won them their power. Would she, Scarlet wonders, have been like them if she'd fought earlier instead of dying?

The other thing that Scarlet noticed was that at least the Tri had all been told what she was becoming, given a task and a benediction. Scarlet herself had received nothing but the power, no words, no tasks, no visions. Was that normal for someone in her position? Was there something that gave out her dark exaltation that would normally have explained it? Was she some kind of cosmic mistake?

Scarlet tried to put it out of her mind and continue on. Of the others, she was the only one who still had food in front of her, mostly untouched. She picked at it while Tri finished her story. Scarlet was hungry but the food in front of her, simple but delicious fare, was not appealing to her. She pushed her plate aside as Tri finished. It had been dark for some time now, the hour drawing late as the others told their stories.

"Its getting late." Scarlet remarks. "Maybe we should get some sleep, figure out what we're going to do in the morning." She hopes that the others are tired. Its been a trying day, though, so chances were good that they would be enticed by the prospect of sleep. Once they bedded down, she could deal with the pangs of her hunger in peace. Its always worse at night, and especially after expending as muh energy as she had fighting the fae ones. Not being able to leave meant that Scarlet would have to tough it out for a couple of days, until she could find someone to feed from.

Hopefully, her self-control is up to the task.

 

[HookerBoots]

Ivory Dawn stretched, the motion pulling the clothes she'd tugged on over her body snug in interesting places. "I think bedding down sounds grand." She looked at Tor, her eyes assessing. "But before we actually stretch out, I'll want to check your wounds again, Tor. I don't need to have you getting an infection because we just wanted to crash."

She glanced at the others, her eyes sparkling a little in the dim light. "And we should also work out sleeping arrangements - who'll be bedding with who. I don't know that there are enough bedrolls for everyone to have their own at the moment." The luscious dancer glanced at the group as she rummaged through one of her packs. "I don't mind sharing, however, with any of you," she added with a grin.

 

[Armphid]

Gunesh grinned broadly at Ivory Dawn's salacious comment and smile. Tor flushed again but was smiling, a soft of sheepish and foolish grin. Before either man could speak up, Triumphant Mantis stood up and smiled fondly at the dancer, "I wouldn't mind that myself. But I think we all might actually need some rest after today and I love what you're suggesting, gorgeous, but we'll have to do it tomorrow."

The pretty blond nodded, "We'll bunk women and men separate tonight. The lads can stay here in the main room and the girls can stay upstairs together." More bodies would mean more heat, after all, and though the boys would have the fire, the heat from it would rise to the top floor as well. "Scarlet, would you come with me to get things set up there?"

Tor had risen as well, "I'll make sure the fire keeps up tonight, Lady Trium-"

"Tri," she interrupted with a smile. "Please, Tor. No need to be so formal."

"Uh, all right them. I'll make the sure the fire stays going and all, I don't need a lot of sleep." The former farm boy took hold of the scythe and began to head out of the kitchen, "You needn't trouble yourself on my account either, Ivory Dawn. I'll be fine or I won't be."

Cunning Starfire shook her head and followed him into the main room, "Off with your new shirt and let her look at you, Tor." He gave her an unsure look and she crossed her arms under her breasts, "When you have a healer about, you should listen to them."

"I know," he sighed. He just didn't want to seem weak. He felt like...as well as he'd done against the Fair Folk, Scarlet had saved him and asked for so much for his benefit. And he was grateful but he felt that it made him look weak in the others' eyes.

Gunesh called from the kitchen, "Take your time tending him; I'll put what we didn't eat up and tidy up in here."

Tri passed through the main room and paused on the short set of stairs leading up to wink at Tor as the young man pulled Gunesh's old tunic over his head. Then she headed up and felt a little bubble of excitement in her stomach. Despite what she'd said...if any of the other women were feeling adventurous, she certainly would welcome it. But it might be they'd spend a quiet night after such an eventful day.

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet nods and rises gracefully, following Tri towards the stairs as Cunning Starfire admonishes Tor about listening to healers. The two women mount the stairs, Tri ahead of Scarlet, giving Scarlet a splendid eyeful of the intriguingly shifting lines and curves of Tri's backside and hips as she sways up the rickety wooden stairs. Scarlet watches the other woman raptly for a moment, then shakes herself. No time for that now, and no call for it either. This woman barely knows Scarlet. No use making amorous designs on her at the moment.

The two women crest the stairs and find themselves in a short hallway with a door to either side. The air is warmer up here and smells musty, of slightly rotting wood and the old, nearly-faded smells of day-to-day farm life. There is a door on either side of the hallway. Scarlet walks over to the one on the right and gently pushes it open. Over her shoulder she says, "When I checked the house earlier, I went into that room," she points across the hall, "and found it empty. This one, on the other hand..." Scarlet trails off and pushes the door wide.

The room was clearly the master bedroom at some point. There is a large bed pushed against the far wall, with a slightly worn and moth-eaten but still serviceable mattress sitting upon the old wooden frame. There's a chamber pot underneath the bed, and a small nightstand to either side. Along the left-hand wall as one faces inward is a series of shelves, now bare, and to the right is a low dresser, with four drawers that stand closed.

It is dark up here, but before Tri can flare her anima again, Scarlet takes a deep breath and concentrates and her eyes begin to glow, casting the radiance of a candleflame before her and bathing the room in a soft amber light. Scarlet steps into the room and beckons Tri in behind her. She hears Tri step forward and hears the creaking of the door as Tri pushes it closed. Scarlet takes a couple steps forward, intending on checking the dresser for blankets, then stumbles. Her eyes flutter and the world spins. Scarlet stumbles and almost falls, catching herself at the last second on the edge of the dresser. Immediately, she knows what's wrong.

She's hungry.

Scarlet is torn inside between hurling herself out the window to keep herself from trying to eat Tri, and staying here, letting her dark side take the reins for a bit. She thinks about it then, what it would be like to feel the beautiful blonde writhe under her in pleasure and perhaps a little pain, while Scarlet feeds off of her vital essence, and her skin raises in goosebumps as she shivers in pleasure at the thought.

But no! Tri is her friend, her traveling companion! She can't hurt the poor woman like that...can she? Scarlet knows that feeding is an exotic, sensual experience for the victim, and Tri does seem like a sensation-seeker. Perhaps she would come willingly...

Scarlet's fangs lengthen into their long, needle-like configuration. Reaching up, she unclasps her borrowed cloak and lets it fall, leaving her clad only in her gloves and stockings, seeming to Tri a black silhouette backlight by the hellish glow of her eyes. Then she turns, her topaz eyes blazing and smiles, a slow, lazy smile. She moans slightly.

"Come here, Tri. The others are busy now, we won't be interrupted. I can give you something you've never felt before." Scarlet raises her arms to Tri. "Something primal. Something beyond even your depraved imagining. Something glorious."

 

[Armphid]

Tri found the strange amber light Scarlet created alluring...and yet sinister also. She closed the door as the slender young woman walked into the room towards the dresser and found herself watching the way she moved. So graceful and so lovely, effortlessly so. The sun priestess found herself envious in a way; and desirous also. She'd meant what she'd said downstairs but now...well, no. Not tonight.

Scarlet suddenly stumbled and all but fell against the solid piece of furniture. Tri was moving to her, a hand out, "Scarlet, are you all..." She felt something change in the room somehow. The feeling of the air had changed, there was a new tension, a coiling, waiting presence, and she stopped in mid-step.

The girl was different as she turned around, Gunesh's borrowed cloak slithering to the wooden floor with a rustle that seemed startlingly loud in the dim room. Her supple, small, delicious curves cast her body into darkness, save for those brilliant topaz eyes and a slow, languid, hungry smile of white, sharp teeth. Tri shivered at the moan that escaped Scarlet's ruby lips and felt her pulse quicken; with arousal, yes, but also with a slight tinge of fear.

"Come here, Tri. The others are busy now, we won't be interrupted. I can give you something you've never felt before." Scarlet raises her arms to Tri. "Something primal. Something beyond even your depraved imagining. Something glorious."

Tri swallowed nervously, feeling suddenly shy and anxious in a way she hadn't felt since her first night all those years ago. Her body was responding, a familiar heat building between her legs, her nipples beginning to show through the fabric of her tabard. Her plush lips parted as she let out a shaky breath and then licked her lips. To her own surprise, she was moving forward towards Scarlet's outstretched arms. "Yes," she said, taking some control. It wasn't as though she didn't want to have sex with the girl, she just thought it too soon. "I want what you'll give me, Scarlet, and I'll give you all the best I can in return."

She stepped into the shorter woman's embrace and felt the pale arms move about her. Her mind flickered to her vision and she shuddered in Scarlet's grasp, "I want this, and...I trust you."

~~~~~~~~~~~~​

Tor sat cross legged in front of the fireplace, his bandages having been peeled aside, inspected, and now replaced with fresh ones that came from the skirt of the dress Cunning Starfire had worn. The feeling of Ivory Dawn's hands on him while she examined him...he knew she was just concerned for his health, but...he liked the way her hands felt. And after what she'd said in the kitchen...he couldn't help but think that maybe...

He bowed his head, feeling ashamed. He shouldn't be thinking like that. She was taking care of him, and like as not thought him just a boy. "Thank you, Ivory Dawn," he said. "You've been very kind to me, I hope I can make it up to you."

Cunning Starfire had her own ideas of how her Tor could show the Iron Wolf his appreciation. Maybe even right now. The shape shifter had pulled the dress off and as Ivory Dawn stood up, she slipped behind the copper haired beauty and pressed herself against her, "I am grateful too." She leaned in and let her tongue slide along one of the dancer's ears, "And if your offer before still stands...I would share your bedroll. Or just the floor. Or one and then the other. Your tall friend may join us too, if you like"

She shifted her stance, her ripe body writhing against Ivory Dawn's back. "We have yet to celebrate our victory and our lives properly, after all. Why don't you and I remind each other of why we're happy to be alive, hmm?"

 

[Kinkerhell]

Part 1

Tri comes toward Scarlet. "...I trust you." She says, and Scarlet smiles and puts a finger to Tri's full, pouty lips.

"Shhhhh. Just let me do the work now." Scarlet coos. Tri goes quiet, breathing quickly and swaying slightly, like a stalk in a breeze. Scarlet presses herself against Tri, feeling the warmth of the taller woman's skin through her tabard. Scarlet's naked skin slides over the warm silk of Tri's garments effortlessly, and her small hands stroke Tri's sides, trailing down to the tops of the blonde woman's thighs. Scarlet looks up at Tri anad smiles, her fangs glinting in the darkness and her amber eyes blazing. Tri's eyes are half closed and she seems simultaneously frightened and excited. Scarlet's smile grows wider and she slithers up against Tri, pressing her small body against the beautiful priestess, and her hands continue their dance down the other woman's body, roving over

Tri stands with her eyes mostly closed, letting the smaller woman take the lead. She can feel the young redhead's delicate hands trace over her body, the frictionless surface of the tabard leaving only a sensation of warmth and pressure in their passing. As the dark exalt's hands circle lower, Tri can feel Scarlet pressing up against her, her small and slender body barely warmer than the cool air. Tri feels a pressure between her legs and looks down to See Scarlet smiling up at her, those strange eyes alight. Her leg is pressing between Tri's, and Tri obligingly parts her thighs, feeling the silky-smooth flesh of the other woman's thigh pass between her legs. Scarlet shifts her hips slightly, still entwined with Tri, and Tri feels the top of Scarlet's leg rubbing against her pussy. Tri's eyes close again, and she lets out a small whimper of desire that turns into a long, low moan as Scarlet's hands slip under her tabard to cup the firm, warm globes of her ass, those small fingers grasping.

Scarlet's grin turns predatory as Tri throws her head back and moans. She pinches Tri's ass sharply, and is rewarded with a small squeal. Tri's hand comes up and curls itself in Scarlet's bright tresses, pulling her head forward. Scarlet obliges, bringing her head down. Tri, already taller than Scarlet and wearing boots, stands a good eight inches higher than the small deathknight, so Scarlet only has to lean a little bit forward to plant a kiss on one of Tri's firm, perfect breasts. She lets her lips linger for a moment, exhaling so that Tri can feel the warmth of her breath through the cloth, then moves her mouth over the diamond-hard nub of Tri's right nipple. Scarlet takes it gently between her teeth and bites down lightly. Tri gives a small gasp and her fingers tighten into a fist in Scarlet's hair. Scarlet straightens, taking her mouth from Tri's breast and her leg from between Tri's thighs. As fun as touching the other woman is, Scarlet wants to do more. Reaching up, she begins to unclasp Tri's tabard.

As Scarlet's gloved hands move up to unclasp her clothing, Tri mmmmms, a soft sound of satisfaction and desire. "Yessssss..." she hisses. She lets go of Scarlet's hair and gently strokes Scarlet's back, feeling the strange interplay between soft skin and cold, hard soulsteel as her fingertips brush the young woman's strange tattoos. As she feels the dark metal pass beneath her hand, there is a moment of clarity. What is she doing? She barely knows this woman, and has to stop herself from striking the pretty creature of darkness down in Sol Invictus' name! Scarlet's fingers undo the last clasp, and Tri's tabard pools to the floor around her feet, leaving the gorgeous blonde solar bare except for her boots. She opens her mouth to stop Scarlet before this can go any further, but then Scarlet's small hand slips between Tri's legs, and the world goes away. As Scarlet's well-manicured fingertip slides across Tri's clit, she has to work to hold back a scream. Its as if someone painted every nerve in her body with firedust and set it alight, a white-hot explosion of sensation. Her knees backle, and she has to lean forward onto the girl to keep from collapsing. What happened there?

Scarlet feels Tri start to collapse and steps back in, taking the other woman's weight across her body. Tri's arms encircle her waist and Tri rests her head on Scarlet's shoulder, panting. Scarlet's left hand is still firmly between Tri's legs, and she slowly rubs her hand back and forth across the blonde woman's shaved mound, feeling Tri's wetness coat her palm. The Solar's throat is within easy reach of Scarlet, and the deathknight plants her cherry red lips directly over the vein on the side of Tri's neck, kissing the warm, creamy flesh. She suckles gently, and as she does, she curls her ring and middle fingers upward and slowly pushes them into the Solar's needy body. Tri moans, a hot, liquid sound of pure carnal desire, and Scarlet wants to do it right then, to plunge her fangs into the Solar's neck and drink of her life, but she stops herself, barely. She needs Tri to be lost in desire before she feeds. Scarlet found early on that feeding victims can't resist, or all she'll get is a mouth full of blood and a corpse.
She begins slowly pumping her fingers in and out of the solar's sopping cunt. Tri starts breathing hard and her hands rove downward, clutching at Scarlet's small, tight ass. She tries to bring one hand around to place it between Scarlet's legs, but Scarlet gently stops her with her free hand, saying "No, honey. This is your time. Enjoy it, there will be plenty of time for me after."

Tri hears Scarlet whisper in her ear, feeling the little woman's hot breath as she speaks. Tri obliges and returns her hand to Scarlet's body, stroking her thigh as the redhead continues her ministrations on Tri's body. Suddenly, she feels the hot tip of Scarlet's small, pink tongue as it touches her earlobe and slowly travels up the edge of her ear. The sensation causes Tri's skin to prickle almost painfully, and she feels herself getting wetter, practically dripping onto the floor with how aroused the scarlet harlot has made her. Scarlet's fingers speed up and curl back, until she's stroking the inside of Tri's cunt, and Tri bites her lip almost hard enough to draw blood in an effort to keep from crying out. She throws her head back, her golden hair fanning into a glowing arc in the light of Scarlet's eyes, and pants heavily. The heat between her legs is building, building, and any moment now the wave will crest.

Scarlet watches the other woman as she pants and moans, her head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open, her coral-pink lips glistening wetly, and knows that Tri is about to cum. That's when she stops moving her fingers at all. Tri whimpers, and Scarlet smirks a little. She withdraws her fingers from between Tri's legs as Tri looks at her imploringly, and slowly puts each finger into her mouth in turn, sucking each one clean of Tri's juices. Then she straightens and pushes the Solar backward. Tri stumbles, surprised by the push, and falls back, landing squarely on the old mattress. Scarlet pounces atop her and arches forward, bringing her lips to Tri's.

 

[HookerBoots]

There was an intense allure to the Lunar's offer. Ivory Dawn could feel her lush curves through the clothes she was wearing, and they felt . . . amazing. Her mind turned to the others, and whether or not they would hear what was happening. And what they might think - it had been clear to her and the others that Cunning Starfire and Tor were together.

She glanced at the young man in question. His back was still to them, wounds bandaged and looking better than she'd hoped they would at this point. "I . . . believe I would like that, but I'm not sure," she whispered back, "what you have in mind, exactly." She reached one hand up and back, stroking the smooth side of Cunning Starfire's waist, feeling the difference between the warm, silken skin and the warmed metal of her tattoos.

A soft chuckle tickled her ear. "I meant what I said. I would like to play," small white teeth teased Ivory Dawn's ear, "with you, make you glad you're alive." Her hands slipped around the copper-haired woman's shoulders and started stroking over her breasts through the clothing the other woman wore.

Ivory Dawn's gasp made Tor turn his head to see what was wrong. His jaw dropped, his eyes wide and hungry as he took in what the two women were doing. "Wha - should . . . I leave?" He should have known that his lack of skill would make Cunning Starfire look elsewhere, and with his injuries, she would have no choice to . . . .

"No, my Tor," the dark-skinned woman purred, one hand slipping into Ivory Dawn's top. "Stay. Show the Dagger of Heaven how grateful you are." She tugged the fabric of the other woman's dress down. "Or go get the other man, and we can all have a celebration."

A shiver ran through Ivory Dawn, her hands clenching lightly against Cunning Starfire's skin. "Yesss," she managed, "you're very welcome, Tor. I'd like to . . . see what you can do. And Gunesh is . . . someone I think even your lady would like to have at hand here."

Smiling, Cunning Starfire pressed her lips to Ivory Dawn's neck. "There, you see? Go get him, my Tor, and we'll be all ready for you two when you come back."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Tri gasps in surprise as Scarlet lands atop her. She's so light, barely the weight of a child! Tri doesn't have long to consider it, as Scarlet lips descend upon her mouth, a hungry look in the young deathknight's eyes. Their lips touch, and Tri's eyes widen. While the rest of the young woman's body is cool, even cold, her lips are feverishly hot, almost burning. Tri closes her eyes against the glare of Scarlet's ever-bright eyes and feels the delicate points of Scarlet's fangs against her lower lip. She eagerly opens her mouth into the kiss, and Scarlet's probing tongue, as hot as her lips, invades Tri's mouth. As their tongues flicker back and forth stroking and entwining, Tri moans into Scarlets mouth, and feels Scarlet's small breasts and part nipples press against her own large breasts as the red-haired woman inhales, taking Tri's breath for her own. Lower, she can feel the searing hot cleft between Scarlet's legs where the woman straddles her, leaving her juices on Tri's flat stomach. Tri feels Scarlet's hands move up to take her wrists, pushing them under Tri, bringing them together and clasping them in one fine-boned hand at the small of Tri's back.

Scarlet breaks the kiss but stays bent forward, one arm wrapped around Tri's waist, securing the other woman's wrists. Tri gasps for air as Scarlet draws her head back, her crimson tresses flowing down over one shoulder to brush over Tri's left breast, shoulder, and face. Tri wears an expression of such intense need, of almost painful desire, that Scarlet almost cums right there, just from seeing it. Instead, she brings her right arm up and strips her long glove off with her teeth, then bends forward again with the silk glove in her hand, wrapping her other arm around Tri's waist. She slowly shifts her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy against Tri's stomach and letting out small sounds of pleasure. Her lips go to Tri's jawline, and she leaves a series of fever-hot kisses from earlobe to chin, as her right hand finds what she's looking for. Working quickly, she loops the discarded glove around Tri's wrists like a scarf, tying it quickly, then uncurls Tri's fingers so that her hands lay flat with her body atop them, her wrists bound behind her. Smiling, Scarlet straightens again, and gently traces the lines of Tri's face and throat with her fingertips.

At first, Tri doesn't realize what Scarlet is doing. She's lost in the need for the young woman's touch, the desire to be pleasured by her, and the heat of her rose petal-soft kisses. It isn't until Scarlet secures the knot and uncurls her fingers that Tri understands what has been done. She struggles then, but to no avail. The knot is hasty but secure, and the material of Scarlet's glove is incredibly strong. She opens her eyes as she feels Scarlet touch her face, and one look at the girl's expression is enough to make Tri stop fighting. Scarlet looks so hungry, so aroused, so thrice-damned hot that all Tri wants to do is touch her, feel her body quiver in orgasm, and hear her high, silvery voice scream her pleasure to the heavens. Scarlet leans in again, and Tri arches her back, thrusting out her breasts, begging with her body to be used.

Scarlet rakes her lower lip with her long white fangs as she descends. She lifts her hands, her right to Tri's chest andher left to Tri's throat. Her eight hand softly squeezes the soft, rounded flesh of Tri's breast, her fingertips gently pinching Tri's nipple and eliciting a squeak of pleasure, mixed with just a little pain. Her left hand grips Tri's throat gently, squeezing just hard enough to give the sensation of being choked, being controlled, but not enough to really restrict the other woman's breathing. Scarlet begins kissing Tri's throat, and each kiss moves a little lower, down to her collarbone and then the slop of Tri's right breast.

Tri shifts as Scarlet's hand goes around her throat and squeezes gently. Her breath begins to rasp as Scarlet applies a little pressure, and the heat and wetness between her legs spirals ever higher, dampening the mattress beneath. Tri squirms again, trying to find some way to relieve the maddening desire to be touched, but cannot find satisfaction. Scarlet begins kissing lower, each touch of her lips leaving a searing brand on her flesh, the heat of that perfect mouth leaving a glowing trail of ecstasy and desire down her body. She feels Scarlet's tongue flick over her nipple before Scarlet's lips fasten around it, sucking gently. The sensation starts driving Tri wild, and she pushes her hips upward, trying to find something, anything that will giver her release. Scarlet just smiles, then suddenly pinches her left nipple savagely. The pain tears through Tri, made worse for being unexpected. Tri tries to scream, but finds Scarlet's hand on her throat tightening enough to choke the scream to a whimper, before releasing her throat entirely. Scarlet shimmies downward, kissing along Tri's ribs and stomach, and both of the small woman's hands are on Tri's breasts now, rubbing and groping slowly but forcefully, mixing pleasure with just a little bit of pain.

Scarlet kisses lower and lower, eeling down Tri's body, until her lips rest between Tri's hips, just above the v or her groin. Scarlet can smell the other womans arousal, and the scent makes her hotter still. Scarlet wants to violate this woman, make Tri please her until Scarlet is sore from cumming and Tri is unconscious from exhaustion, but she holds the impulse in check. This time. Instead, she reaches down and and grasps Tri's legs at the back of the blonde woman's knees, pulling them upward until they clear Scarlet's legs before pushing them apart. Tri keeps her knees bent and rests her booted feet on the mattress, her legs now spread and her pussy displayed to Scarlet, who grins and begins kissing downward once more.

Tri feels Scarlet's hands slide under the firm globes of her ass, squeezing gently, then gasps as she feels Scarlet's mouth resume its course. One, two, three kisses and then she feels the touch of those burning lips on her clit. If Scarlet's fingertip was an explosion, this is a soulbreaker orb, a shinmaic vortex, solar-circle sorcery. For a moment, Tri's vision goes white and sheet lightning sings down every nerve in her body as Scarlet's tongue flickers across the sensitive nub of flesh. Again she tries to scream, but then Scarlet's tongue leaves her clit and, as quick as a striking serpent, Scarlet's hand is grasping her throat again, strangling the scream before it can alert the rest of the circle. Tri stops trying, and the hand goes back under her ass. Scarlet's tongue flicks out, lower this time, just barely pushing past Tri's outer lips at the bottom of her drenched, heated pussy, before slowly moving upward. Again and again she does this, sometimes going deeper, sometimes barely touching with her tongue, driving Tri mad all the while.

Scarlet listens to the blonde woman whimper, moan, gasp, and in a whispering voice beg for her to please, please let her come! Scarlet keeps up her slow strokes with her tongue, savoring the taste of the blonde Solar's cunt, lapping up and swallowing Tri's juices, and she lets out a lusty moan. After what must seem like an eternity to the poor, frustrated Golden Bull but couldn't have actually been more than a few minutes, Scarlet slides under Tri's left leg and pulls herself upward until she's lying next to Tri, with her hand in Tri's hair and her thigh across Tri's hips. Into Tri's ear, Scarlet whispers, "Do you want me to make you scream, make you cum, make you love what I'm doing to you?" Tri nods frantically, and Scarlet whispers, "Are you ready to let me have what I need?" Again Tri nods and Scarlet smiles, satisfied. Right now, the poor woman would do anything to orgasm, and they both know it. She reaches under Tri and pulls the knot free, releasing Tri's wrists, then takes Tri's left hand places is squarely between her own legs.

Tri is about ready to try charms, sorcery and prayer to get loose, anything that would let her finish herself off. She's been so close, so ready for so long now that it actually hurts. Her nipples are so tight that her breasts are tender, and if her cunt were any wetter, she'd be lying in a puddle of her own juices. When Scarlet releases her wrists, Tri's free hand flashes towards her own pussy, but Scarlet knocks it away, whispering "Ah-ah. Not you, dear. Let me handle that." Tri nods reluctantly and turns toward the redhead so that they're facing, with Scarlet's slim leg draped over Tri's right hip. Her hand gently touches Scarlet's pussy, but Scarlet grasps her wrist and pnuges Tri's fingers into herself. Understanding, Tri begins to hammer away at Scarlet's cunt with her fingers, rubbing thumb over Scarlet's clit. Scarlet in turn begins to finger Tri, until the blonde woman is on the brink of orgasm. She can feel Scarlet spasm around the invading fingers, and knows that the little redhead is also very close. She looks up.

Just in time to see Scarlet's fanged mouth wide open and descending toward her throat.

Scarlet sees Tri realize what's about to happen, but doesn't take the time to console or explain anything to the Solar. She needs this, needs it like a drowning man needs air, and nothing will stop her now. Her hand still working between Tri's legs, she takes a fistful of Tri's honey-colored hair and viciously yanks the blonde woman's head back, eliciting a yelp of pain from the other woman as her throat is exposed. Scarlet's face flashes downward and in a single motion, she plunges her fangs into Tri's throat.

Tri screams. The pain is fire, and it is ice. Scarlet's fangs feel so cold they could freeze water, and yet the wound burns. It hurts so badly that Tri's eyes tear up and she shrieks in pain. Then she starts to feed. It feels so good that her shriek of pain turns to one of pleasure, and her free hand goes up to cup the back of Scarlet's neck, pulling the deathknight into her throat.

Scarlet draws upon Tri's blood and essence, and her mouth fills with the salty-coppery taste of fresh blood, as well as the burning, blinding power of Tri's essence. Her fingers speed up between Tri's legs and as Scarlet begins to feed upon Tri's essence, the other woman cums violently. Her back arches in a tight bow and her legs straighten. Her head is thrown back so far that its crown is almost touching her shoulderblades, thrusting the vulnerable flesh of her throat further out towards Scarlet. She shrieks, a sound of pain, pleasure, loss, and gain that could be heard for a hundred yards in every direction. Her body begins to glow with a faint golden light and her cunt clamps down so hard that Scarlet is afraid she's going to have broken fingers. She feels the sudden rush of wetness as Tri's orgasm goes on and on and on, and Scarlet continues to feed. She swallows, draws, swallows, draws, and swallows a third time, drinking deeply. With the third swallow, as Tri's burning lightning essence slams into her, Scarlet also orgasms, her pussy spasming around Tri's fast-moving fingers. She throws her head back and rolls over Tri, straddling the other woman, her fangs sliding free of Tri's throat and rivulets of the other woman's blood running down from the corners of her mouth, down her throat and the slope of her small, round breasts, to hand from her nipples like ruby beads before dripping down onto their donor. All around her, the light dims, creating a swirl of shadows as her Abyssal anima meets Tri's Solar one. Scarlet shrieks, a pealing of silver bells that could shatter glass.

After a time, the orgasm fades, as do the women's anima banners. Tri lays unconscious, fainted from the sheer sensory overload, and Scarlet straddles her, her shoulders slumped and her body slick with sweat, her red hair plastered to her naked back. Idly, she licks the remnants of Tri's orgasm from her fingers and breathes hard, satisfied.

 

[Armphid]

Tor felt almost rooted to the spot; unsure whether to follow the women's directive, leave them in burning faced shame, step up and kiss the flaming haired dancer, or...or he didn't know what! His mouth felt dry and his heart thumped so hard and fast against his chest he was afraid his ribs might crack.

The dark skinned Lunar ran her clever fingers up and down Ivory Dawn's body, her pale, healthy skin looking ruddy in the firelight, her generous chest rising and falling in a way that made the boy's breath catch. She chuckled into the Northern woman's ear, "Look what we're doing him, pretty girl, and we've barely started." Long, silver marked fingers caressed her supple thighs and then slid up the other woman's stomach and higher to just barely caress the bottom curves of her breasts.

Tor was finally able to wrench his eyes off of the two women and turn away. Ivory Dawn had said he was welcome to...but her and Cunning Starfire at once? And the nobleman too. He didn't know what to do or how to handle this at all; he knew what he wanted to do but could, or should, he actually do it?

He walked into the kitchen. Gunesh was drying his hands with a cloth, "So, young Tor, shall we...prepare to fight for our lives based on that expression." Clearly it wasn't actually a crisis, there wasn't any of the right noise for a fight of any kind. But Ivory Dawn was out there and he had a fair mind of what she might have said or done to spook the surprisingly repressed youth. "Or maybe our sleeping arrangements have changed?"

Tor nodded, finding his tongue a few moments later, "Cunning Starfire, Ivory Dawn, they, uh, they want us both to come out and...ah, join them." His cheeks were flaming and he shook his head, "I didn't expect or...it's very sudden."

Gunesh smiled and stepped up to the young man, "I'm used to a little more ceremony in such things myself, but let's not keep women like that waiting, kid." He was not a social juggernaut but he could feel feel a strange and writhing indecision in the young man. "This seems strange and mad, I know, but think about the fight earlier today. You could have died. And you and I could both die tomorrow. It's unexpected, kid, but when something like this comes, don't let it slip you by."

He clapped the lad on the shoulder and moved past him back into the main room, "Ah, ladies, now there is a sight as lovely as any in Creation. Magnificent."

Tor licked his lips. He could appreciate the point the Dynast scion was trying to make. He was certainly aware of his own mortality and what Cunning Starfire had showed him of sex was...amazing. When he'd first seen Ivory Dawn in that revealing and concealing costume, she'd enflamed his senses and he'd wondered what it would be like with her. As with Scarlet...she had gone upstairs but if she were to join them...

But if she were to, what could he show her? He was inexperienced as a lover. And the only way to get better was to...well. Tor took a deep breath and then squared his shoulders, heading back into the main room. "If, ah, if I'm still, I mean, if there's room..."

~~~~~~~~~~​

Tri drifted and lingered on the verge of consciousness under Scarlet's slight form. Her mind reeled through the haze of sensation, desire, fear, pain, and fading pleasure. She couldn't remember ever, ever, having a climax of such intensity, let alone so many packed so tightly together.

But it had all gone mad; all insane. The slender beauty taking control and tying her up, totally exploring her body and teasing her to the very edge of her pleasure. She'd played such games before but never so fully or so far.

She shivered under Scarlet and a soft whimper slipped from her lips. She felt betrayed, violated. Scarlet had pleasured her, yes, but attacked her and harmed her. And why? Why? That was the question that most troubled her. It didn't make sense; she's risked herself for them, enjoyed their camaraderie, and then plunged her teeth into Tri's throat and...

She slowly moved one hand to her neck; it wasn't torn open but the punctures were there, fresh and bloody. The bleeding had stopped but the remnants were drying down her neck and on her heaving chest.

Her eyes opened and moved to the door. She'd left her weapon there, and her armor as well, but there'd be no time for that. She felt that inner certainty again that this girl was wrong somehow, a thing that needed to be struck down, that Creation would be better for her being gone.

But again, her mind flitted to the girl's story and her heart ached. Tri shifted on the bed and looked up at Scarlet in the dark. "Tell me why," she said, threading Essence into her words, "Why did you...do that to me, Scarlet?"

Perhaps this was wrong. Perhaps she should just throw the girl off and grab up her daiklaive and cleave Scarlet in two. But she wouldn't; she would not strike from ignorance or kill just out of fear. "Please tell me."

 

[HookerBoots]

Almost before Tor had left the room, Cunning Starfire's arms had wrapped around the curvy dancer, tugging at the clothing she was wearing. "You," the dark-skinned beauty purred, "are such a lovely specimen." Her fingers slipped beneath seams and under hems, slipping piece after piece of clothing off of Ivory Dawn's frame. "I can't wait to feel you all over me," she breathed, her tongue trailing over the pale column of Ivory Dawn's neck while her fingers finally slipped between the Northerner's legs, stroking the sensitive flesh softly.

A moan came from Ivory Dawn's lips, and she twisted a bit, turning to face the feline shape-shifter. "I think that we'll both like it," she murmured before pressing her lips to Cunning Starfire's. They kissed deeply, hands sliding around waists and groping breasts and asses. Soft sounds were escaping between them, a moan from Cunning Starfire as a slender white finger trailed down her spine.

Ivory Dawn grinned wickedly at her, stepping back slightly to look over the athletic Lunar's form. "Mmm, I don't think I'm the only lovely one here," she said, pulling Cunning Starfire back into her arms and pressing her lips to the dark-skinned woman's neck. She began to kiss and lick the silver-inlaid skin, moving down the smooth skin to the swells of the panther-woman's glorious breasts.

"Oh, that's very good," Cunning Starfire breathed as the copper-haired woman knelt before her, head dipping forward to lick and kiss her breasts, teasing the nipples to hardness. "You do know how to treat a lady."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet shifts slightly, then starts in surprise and looks down as Tri speaks. As the pretty, ravaged blonde asks Scarlet why, Scarlet feels a momentary thrill of fear as she realizes she naked and defenseless and faced with a priestess who believes that everything about her is an abomination, or would, if she knew the full extent of Scarlet's inner darkness. Her fear grows, blossoms, then flickers and dies, all in the space of a heartbeat. She's done something terrible, hurt a woman who could be a friend, and now she must face the consequences.

Scarlet rolls off Tri and comes to her knees, sitting with her feet together, knees spread, her backside resting on her ankles. She realizes how she must look, with Tri's blood on her lips, her chin, her breasts. She clasps her hands in front of her and puts her head down demurely, taking as vulnerable and non-threatening a posture as she is able. Her fangs have retracted and her eyes are only barely glowing, their radiance only enough to give some small definition to Scarlet's face. She doesn't reply immediately to Tri's question, considering whether to tell her the truth. Finally she nods to herself.

"I...I needed you. You're so beautiful, so pure, so perfect. I'm a creature forged of darkness. I can only take, I can't give or create. You are normal, human. You need things like love, food, light, warmth. I subsist on lust, pain, darkness and cold. I want to be better, but it is a part of me for now." Scarlet shrugs helplessly. "I survive on blood. Its food to me. I don't need it often, but the need grows stronger after I use my power, especially as heavily as I did today. How would you feel if you were starving and surrounded by food?"

Scarlet looks up at Tri. "I had to know what it was like. You're so wonderful, all of you. I had to have a taste. I was afraid if I asked, you'd cast me out or kill me. I chose you because you seem so perfect. Tor is hurt already, Cunning Starfire doesn't like me, and I don't feel the same need when I look at Gunesh or Ivory Dawn. So I chose you. I hurt you, violated you. Its unforgiveable, I know. Bit at least now I can know, in my twisted way, what it is to feel the touch of the Unconquered Sun."

Scarlet sighs. "Kill me if you have to. I'm a monster. Death can't be worse than this half-life. I'm unarmed, and I won't fight it."

 

[Armphid]

Gunesh and Tor paused, both men eying the sight that greeted their eyes as they entered the main room. Cunning Starfire's head tipped back, her wild face in an expression of delighted indulgence, her fiery hair falling in a curtain of rippling fire down her body, broken now and then by the gleaming siver of her tattoos. Ivory Dawn was in front of her on her knees, sitting up on them, her creamy, smooth skin an alluring contrast to the chocolate body of her moon-touched lover. Her agile hands teased the panther woman's firm ass and stroked the small of her back. Her pink, eager lips explored and caressed the older Exalt's pert tits, tasting and teasing, enjoying her ripe flesh to the fullest.

Gunesh smiled and let out an appreciative breath, "Dragons, now that is something to see."

"Mmm," Cunning Starfire lifted her head to look over the dancer's as she too turned a sultry gaze on him, her eyes seeming to almost glow with arousal. "A sight, yes, but the touch is so much better." She smiled a languid, tempting smile and beckoned him with the hand not twined in Ivory Dawn's hair, "Come and see, Descending Sun. I, we, are like no women even your past has offered."

"Touch better and taste even more so, I'd wager." The tall Dynast was already striding forward, one hand moving to the frogs holding his long shirt closed and then pulling it open. He moved to Cunning Starfire's left, one hand slipping about her waist, his head moving to meet hers in a kiss. She let out a soft purr into his lips, becoming a giggle as she let him pull her to his chest, her hands moving into his tunic before pushing it off his shoulders.

Tor watched with shock and want on his face as the woman how had proclaimed herself his mate leaned back to let Gunesh kiss down her neck, his knee length coat slipping off his arms to the floor before he moved them to explore her body. This was all so incredible, so impossible! He wasn't sure what to feel, what to do. He was jealous, but he felt no rancor or blame for either of the others. Ivory Dawn, should he...go to her or would she join the other two or...he felt that sense of uncertainly, of not belonging here.

And then the lush figured dancer was standing with a sinuous motion that made him shiver and drew his manhood to fullness as she looked to him with those scorching eyes and a smile on those tempting lips. The last of the cloth covering her came away as she moved to him, her hips swaying, high, ample breasts rising and falling as she came to him, "You know I think...I need to take a closer look at you, Tor." Those glorious eyes sparkled, "If I may?"

He shivered as one of her dextrous, soft, warm hands slid up his muscular young chest. His eyes closed and he nodded before opening them, "Please. I haven't a lot of, um, practice, so...please, I want it, if you'll show me."

Her answering smile made his blood sing in a way he thought only battle could.

~~~~~~~~~~~~​

Tri got up off the bed as Scarlet spoke and though she wanted to at times; she did not interrupt her. The only sound to break the pale, deathly beauty's explanation was the sound of ripping cloth as she tore a few strips from the sheet stretched over the simple straw mattress.

She bunched one up, pressing it over the holes in her neck. The blond shivered as she thought of them, they felt...massive when she touched them, gaping wide though she knew academically it couldn't be so. The other strip went about her neck and was tied firm to create a makeshift bandage.

She used more of her power as she listened, her essence fueling and reinforcing her skill with people, to read them and know them. Even before Scarlet had offered herself, surrendered to Tri's judgment, she knew what she would do, if not say.

"I wish...you would have asked me, or told me about it, Scarlet. I don't know that I would have agreed...but I would have wanted to have that choice." Tri met the girl's eyes and there was a soft, sad smile on her lips. "You scare me, sweetie, all the more now because...Sun's Blessing, sweetie, I've never felt so good and so scared, so hurt, all at once."

The blond slid back onto the bed behind Scarlet. "You should know that you're wrong about me, I'm not perfect, and I know that. Maybe someday I can become perfect, but I hope even then I don't think that I am. If I was that arrogant, I'd do the wrong thing and kill you. Instead of this."

Her arms slipped about Scarlet from behind, Tri pulling the light weight of the girl into a hug. She kissed the top of the girl's head and resting her cheek against it. "You're dark, and dangerous, and you do scare me in some ways still. But this doesn't make you a monster. You could have killed me then, couldn't you? And you didn't. You did take from me, without asking, but I know you were afraid to. I forgive you, Scarlet. Part of me does want to strike you, but I won't. You don't deserve it."

She gave the girl another squeeze and then released her, scooting back on the bed. "I think we need to re-prioritize finding out more about what you are. And...I think that I need to know, now, if you're holding any other secrets back." Tri shook her head, "I won't kill you. But if I think that you're keeping something else back, or that you'll...feed on anyone else without asking them first, then we may have to part ways."

 

[Kinkerhell]

Scarlet looks hopeful for a moment as Tri tells her that they might help Scarlet find out more about herself. She folds her legs under her and leans to one side, supporting herself on her right hand, lifting her left to brush her crimson hair out of her eyes, the sweat-soaked strands clinging together in tails. Tri goes on and Scarlet cocks her head, then looks down at her lap when Tri finishes speaking.

Scarlet thinks for a moment about what Tri has said. Tri is absolutely right in saying that she shouldn't feed on the rest of the circle, but to tell Scarlet that she can't feed at all would be to doom her to slow starvation. Scarlet purses her lips and looks up at Tri.

"You have my word that I will not feed on any member of the circle without their express permission. I will attempt to confine my feeding to the willing or the wicked, but I can promise no more than that." Scarlet gives an impish little smile. "Actually, anyone I feed upon has to be willing, or at least not fighting back, for me to get more than just blood, or it doesn't work." Scarlet knows that Tri will be turning that remark over in her head, knowing that its true. What, then, does that say about Tri?

Scarlet stands up and picks up her discarded glove, pulling it back on and smoothing out the material. She then lifts the borrowed cloak and throws it about her shoulders, clasping it and drawing it closed. Then she sits back on the bed and looks at Tri, her expression earnest.

"Me, secrets?" she asks innocently. She gives a sigh, going from seemingly playful to mind-numbingly weary in an instant. "I guess I'd better explain what I know." Scarlet stands again and begins to pace back and forth, telling the whole sad story of her exaltation and the events leading up to it, as well as it immediate aftermath. Then she gets to explaining what she's learned about her powers, and Tri leans forward intently. Scarlet turns to face her.

"I know that my power comes with a price, that's for certain. I can feel a build-up, a...pressure on my soul, sometimes. If I'm defending others, if I use my old name, even random acts of kindness can cause it." Scarlet shrugs, not knowing how to explain. "This pressure, this darkness, it just piles up and up and up until I release it, or it releases itself." Scarlet points downstairs. "The display down there and that," Scarlet points upward as thunder rattles the farmhouse, "Are caused when I try to relieve that pressure. The longer I wait, the worse it gets. That wave of sickness and death at the party?" Scarlet turns her hands up. "That was as bad as its ever been."

Scarlet goes on, telling Tri that she's seen it manifest as unholy stains upon the land, monstrous and terrible changes to her appearance, and occasionally crippling weakness to her body. "Those are the ways I've experienced its release." Scarlet is saying. "There may be others, but I don't know."

Scarlet continues. "My powers also don't recover normally." Tri arches an eyebrow and Scarlet sighs, exasperated. "I mean that I can't recover the power I expend in, say, a fight, unless I'm at my home, or feeding, or willing to wait for this," Scarlet taps the small gem between her hips, "to build me back up. I don't recover naturally."

Scarlet shrugs again. "That's all I know about my exaltation, Tri, which is really what you were asking." She leans forward slowly so as not to seem threatening, and gently kisses the puncture wounds on Tri's neck. In a small voice she says, "For what its worth, I am sorry that I hurt you." She draws back and brushes Tri's face with the back of her right hand and says, "And your forgiveness just proves that everything I said about you is true."

 

[Armphid]

Tri flushed prettily and laughed a bit, "I haven't blushed like this since I was sixteen." She smiled at Scarlet, "I'm sure you'll keep your word, sweetheart, and if you do we won't have any problems." While it was disturbing, if the girl fed on the wicked, then so be it. There were plenty of men, and some women, in Creation who deserved such a fate. And what did it mean if it only really worked on the willing? Was she...well, she'd think on it, but later.

The blond grinned, "And I bet you'll find more volunteers among us than you might think. I bet that young Tor would be glad to let you once he's healed up. Or maybe even now, he's quite taken with you, you know." She quirked her brows, "And so am I."

The holy woman rolled on the bed to wriggle one of her leather boots off, and then the other, "As for what you've told me...it's a grim story, Scarlet, and I'm sorry it happened to you that way." Her rich earth eyes were thoughtful as she shifted to her original position and laid back. "I'm not the occult scholar Gunesh is, my lore is more mundane; geography, cultures, that sort of thing." She frowned, "But your home, that manse, it sounds like it's in a shadowland. Maybe that has something to do with it."

She shook her head slowly, "If you would be comfortable with it, I'd like to tell your story to Gunesh, or have you do so." A fond smile crossed her lips, "I understand if you may not wish to or feel sure about him." She'd said she didn't feel the same way about the wry Dynast that she had about Tri and perhaps it went further than that. "But he's very knowledgeable and versed in occult and lore, and what he doesn't know he's able to put together. He's brilliant and very clever, though his mouth isn't always." Tri shrugged, "I think he could fill in a few missing pieces, even without seeing your library or finding out more."

The Golden Bull then took a deep breath, "I know you said you don't need food as we do, Scarlet. Do you need to sleep?" She spread her arms in invitation, "If you do, I'd still like to share the bed with you. Once we get a bit cleaned up."

 

[HookerBoots]

Ivory Dawn smiled at him, her hands stroking over his bare chest. "In that case, I'll do my very best to teach you what I can." He was so sweet and uncertain! She just wanted to eat him up, in the best, dirtiest way. Which was the point, of course. Her fingers were careful to skirt the tender areas of his wounds, but were exploring for the moment in a way she hadn't been fully able to do while she was tending his injuries. Not the least reason for which was Cunning Starfire standing there.

But, as the panther-woman was currently being touched everywhere by Gunesh, that area seemed clear. So she stepped into the young man's body, her breasts pressing against his chest and arms sliding around his neck. There was a moment of shock that she registered from him before her lips touched his, and then it was gone. She felt his hands slide around her waist, tugging her closer, and she could feel the firm press of his cock below the hard muscle of his chest and waist. And it felt like Cunning Starfire was a lucky girl.

Breaking the kiss, Ivory Dawn licked her lips and looked up at him, her eyes shadowed by long lashes and dim light. She pressed herself more firmly against the bulge below his waist and he moaned. "Mmm," she breathed, leaning forward to kiss his neck, "that feels like something I'll have to take a good look at."

With that, the stunning dancer slid to her knees sinuously, her breasts dragging slightly against his body and just pulling back before they reached where his shaft was tenting the material of the pants he wore. Her clever fingers slipped into the waist of the pants, loosening them and slipping them down his legs to expose the young Exalt's throbbing cock. The air in the room was slightly cool, and he shivered as he looked down at her.

The copper-haired woman reached out and wrapped his cock in her hand, holding back a smirk at the way he responded. It was as though she'd managed to turn her hand into electric-hot steel, his back arched, his breath hissed through his teeth, and she could feel his shaft twitch in her hand. "Oh, yes," she said, looking at him, "this will bear a great deal of investigation." Her hand started moving, sliding up and down his shaft, delighting in the feel of the hot, hard flesh in it.

On the other side of the room, Cunning Starfire looked over just in time to see Tor's cock vanish into Ivory Dawn's mouth and throat, the young man gasping at the feel of warmth and wet around his shaft. The dark-skinned beauty smiled and turned back to Gunesh, feeling his hands slide down to cup her ass. "Mmm, I can't wait to see what else you have for me," she breathed, one hand slipping down his chest to stroke the hardness of his cock.

 

[Armphid]

Gunesh almost laughed at the expression on Tor's face as Ivory Dawn, without preamble, sealed her pretty pink lips around the youth's hardness and took him deep into her wet and willing throat. He could have been struck by lightning based on his face, and he didn't doubt that it felt like it to him, though far better than any lightning the young man was likely to face.

He grinned back at Cunning Starfire and licked his lips, "I'd be glad to show you. The rather elitist and selective breeding of my family has allowed for certain, ah, propensities." He had moved one hand to the tie of his trousers, working it carefully until it came undone and slid down to the floor. "Which I will put to your use for our mutual enjoyment."

"Hmm," the dark skinned vixen raised a brow, "I should spend more time on the Blessed Isle it seems."

He blinked, "There are Lu-ummph!" His words were cut off as she grabbed hold of his maleness and gave it a rough, twisting stroke the hand she had tangled in his hair jerking his head to hers to claim him in a hungry kiss.

Tor's eyelids fluttered as sensations unlike anything he'd felt beyond being buried in his Lunar mate's molten sex roared through him. Ivory Dawn's lovely face moved up and down on his long shaft, glistening from her saliva and his own seeping pre-ejaculate. Her lips were sealed firmly to his member, her tongue writhing and licking over the underside as she pumped her mouth a bit further onto him with each bobbing motion. "Gods," he moaned, "That feels...so good! N-never knew...oh!"

His back arched as one of her clever hands moved to cup and heft his balls. The copper haired dancer cooed and giggled around his cock, the vibration making him shiver. Then he let out a shaking groan as her fingers rolled his scrotum in a slow and sensuous tease. His hands clenched into fists and unclenched over and over, not knowing what else he could be doing with them.

There was a grunt and a soft thud behind them as Gunesh was casually pushed to the floor; Cunning Starfire's hips swaying as she walked to straddle the fallen Dynast. "Touch her, my Tor, caress her. Let her know how much you enjoy her cock sucking." She blinked then as Gunesh moved beneath her, the clever craftsman's hands reaching up to caress Ivory Dawn's calves. The dancer chuckled around Tor, drawing a gasp from him, and stood up on her knees a bit more, her legs spreading.

Gunesh moved between them, his hands caressing and massaging her thighs and her hips. Dragons, what a view he had! And what a taste, in a moment. He took a gentle but firm hold of her hips thighs and pulled her back down until he leaned his head up and his wet, pink tongue rasped eagerly from the bottom to the very tip of Ivory Dawn's sex in a long, slow lick.

Cunning Starfire laughed and moved again to straddle Gunesh before lowering herself down, one hand reaching down to take hold of and steady her goal. Then she let out a long, sweet groan, one that Gunesh echoed as he pressed his mouth to Ivory Dawn's slit, impaling herself on his waiting dick.

 

[HookerBoots]

Ivory Dawn passed the moan on to Tor, her tongue and throat trembling around his cock as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. He let the moan out again into the air, the sound turning into a trembling gasp of surprise as Cunning Starfire leaned forward as she bounced on Gunesh's cock, spreading Tor's ass and blowing on the tight pucker there.

His breathing hitched, and Ivory Dawn could feel his cock twitch in her mouth as the sensation startled and thrilled him. She could even feel and taste him start to ooze more precum, and wondered what, exactly, the Lunar was doing. Tor wasn't really sure what his mate was doing, but it felt dirty and wrong and incredibly wonderful. Something warm, wet, and supple was probing between his ass cheeks, and it was . . . so wrong, and so right at once.

There was a moment when they all were moving in synchronicity, and then the stimulation overcame Tor's willpower. He arched his back harder and farther, groaned, moaned something that sounded like, "Mmmmgaaahhh!" and started to cum. Ivory Dawn was only a little surprised - she'd had a bit of experience in this regard - and started swallowing as the first spurts of hot white jizz hit the back of her throat.

His hips bucked, the feel of flooding this gorgeous woman's mouth with his seed only adding to the surreal feeling of the situation. It was like he was made of white-hot sunlight, every molecule of his being filled with pleasure and warmth, and it was coursing through him, filling him and emptying him at once. With a last, hard thrust into her mouth, Tor finished and felt as though someone had drained him, just as he had with Cunning Starfire the previous evening.

He also knew it wouldn't be long before he rose to the occasion again, just the same as the last night, when he saw Ivory Dawn use one delicate finger to catch a stray drop of his cum and lick her finger clean. "By all the stars," he breathed, "that is so amazingly . . . hot and dirty."

The copper-haired woman giggled. "Just wait until we get going, stud." Her hands were still braced on his hips, and he could see the movement of Gunesh's mouth between her legs. Which explained the grip she had on him, and the almost glazed expression on her face. "Just . . . a little more, and we'll . . . give you a ride any man would envy."

Gunesh heard and took that as a sign she was close. He was, as well - the panther woman had a cunt that seemed eager to swallow him up - so he redoubled his efforts for both women. His hips pistoned up and down, his tongue seemed to flicker over Ivory Dawn's clit. He wanted them both to cum before he exploded - and didn't doubt for a second it would be a massive explosion - inside of Cunning Starfire.