The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

[Poprockz]

Was he… trying to roll play with her, or was he just focused on the fantasy? She supposed she could play along, perhaps stoke the fires of his imagination.

“I would feel bad if I took your healing without giving you something in thanks,” Arx purred, “your hands made me feel so good…” To emphasize her words, she stopped her hand at the edge of his cock and rubbed the very tip with her thumb, circling that little hole where she knew would eventually give up his jizz.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Cline started breathing quick and heavy, and Arx would feel his spine tense up. “Oh, well, hrr, I…suppose it would be rude of me to refuse your, mm, gratitude.”

 

[Poprockz]

She went back to stroking him with her hand soft as silk, a devilish grin on her face. “It would be so rude that I’d have to spank you.”

Without missing a beat, she pushed back from the wall, brought her hand back, and gave him a swift but playful swat on his ass.

“More.”

The changeling resumed the position, pressing her naked body against his innocent, virgin form as she leaned against the wall. “But maybe you’d like that…”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Qizzig frowns, but finally looks up, making eye contact with the ranger. "Hey!" He waves his hand to get the singing man's attention. "Listen, there's no such thing as a spellbook for nature magic. Druids, like, meditate and shit. Go do that."








Cline stiffens at the impact, then pauses for a moment. After a few seconds, he says, "I mind it much less than I thought I would. Though, I like the more pleasant touches much more." He cranes his head back to look at his seductress, a bit of lust and immersion lost due to the question now in his mind. "Why didn't that hurt more? What is it about these indulgent acts that turns pain to a mix with pleasure?" The man has a streak of intellectualism in him, formerly turned almost exclusively toward theological study, now bending toward slightly more hedonistic pursuits.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite was hoping for something more interesting then just a whistle, but her curiosity in the magic item was still well there.

"Well an axe is more deadly then a spear, at least when it comes to an axe I weald. Maybe that will be exotic enough," Sprite said with a smile.

At that she did hear Chasen leave, the door shutting swiftly behind him.

"Looks like my company has left us. Unless you have something of great interest, I may need to get going myself. But I am more then willing to enjoy my stay if you can convince me," Sprite said, wondering if this man liked the game they were playing or not.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The young man frowned in thought. "I know ya don't want me touchin' ya. Would it help if I whipped mine out and give the lad some strokes?"

 

[Poprockz]

Ah, so he was truly a gentle soul, not a mean bone in his body. It was kind of cute, she had to admit. It was rare that she encountered men who had such naivety about them. He was so genuinely curious.

Her tone became playful. “Well firstly, if I really wanted to hurt you, I would have hit you harder. Secondly, I think when you’re in the zone, anything that brings about passion in one form or another can be pleasurable.” Arx leaned in and kissed him, pressing her lips to his in a very gentle gesture.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

It takes a moment for Cline to start kissing Arx back, and he’s a bit clumsy about it when he does, but the sheer earnestness in his kiss nearly makes up for it. When they finally separate, he turns around and leans back against the wall.

“I can see why She chose you. I already feel a bit less worried about this change, and a bit less adrift. You’d’ve made a good priestess if She hadn’t needed a Champion.”

 

[Poprockz]

A lighthearted laugh came from the changeling. “You think so? You’re very sweet, mister.” She paused, “Cline? I’m pretty sure I remember you saying that was your name.”

Now that he was turned around, his robes had fallen back down. That was no good. Each of her hands took a handful of robe and pulled it up and over his head before tossing them to the side.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

He nods, with a wide smile and eyes. “That’s right. I am honored to spend this time with you, Arx.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite smiled. She always assumed someone would find her nature annoying or demand some kind of explanation. Maybe all she ever did need was some confidence for this man was trying to accommodate despite the fact that Sprite could not flirt well if her life depended on it.

"What's your name?" Sprite asked.

She walked up to the man, brushing beside him as she past, turning her head to see down a hallway containing different types of poisons as well as traps. Nothing she had interest in, but it was farther into the store, meaning they were more out of sight and play maybe more easy.

"Seeing you enjoy yourself would be fun. I wonder, have you lived a simple life as a second hand? Or have you had your share of adventures? I would love to hear about past sexual conquests. What you have done with others before in the heat of love making. If you feel a need to take care of yourself as you talk you can of course do so," Sprite stated and then turned the corner.

 

[ICM8781]

With the kind of aggression that was shown, Chasen gets calm and walks over to Quizzig. "Well, no, not exactly. Druids can learn their spells from the nature gods that they pray to or meditate with, but that doesn't mean that they can't read a book. Some of them, many of the druids I have had the pleasure of working with have written books and shared their knowledge. I, as I said I am a Ranger. We usually learn our spells from fellow rangers, or for people with wood elf ancestry like me, by communing with our ancestors. I however am a little bit in a hurry. I have been out of practice for a very long time and would like to catch up with what I used to know. Now, I'm not sure if this is some Socerer or wizard pompousness against other magic users, or if it's just your nature to be an asshole." Chasen slams the desk in frustration of past experiences, and then returns to a calm demeanor to try and not escalate things worse than they are. "So, let me dumb it down for you. You claim don't have any books written by Rangers. Fine. You say there is no books on the commune with nature, fine. How about wood elves, any books written about spells connecting to their ancestry? How about reaching out to find out if you can get some?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

"I'm Kellin," the man says, and undoes the ties on his trousers. "Listen, I don't mind a bit of fun, but I'm not gonna just give you my life story, alright?" He reaches in and pulls out his cock. It's of moderate size, and nicely shaped. "Tell ya what: story for story? You gotta go first, though. And start with your name."








Somehow Qizzig's frown gets even deeper. "I've never heard of any books for nature magic, but yeah I can send off to our Gratigne location to see if Bellavia's heard of anything. She's a druid, and she's The Disgraced Displacer's expert on nature magic, alright?" His tone is as close to apologetic as Chasen is likely to get, which is to say: not at all. "In the meantime, we've got a few books by wood elves in the Transmutation aisle."

Looking up, Chasen would see some symbols on hanging signs between the shelves.

 

[ICM8781]

Despite the knowledge of magic he currently portrayed, mostly from word of mouth working with fellow mercs and soldiers, he did get most of his knowledge from the forrest, not from book learners. Luckily, he has a beautiful guide that might be able to help. "Maritia, You know where that is?"

 

[justspitballing]

"The name is Sprite, and I do have a number of stories. I do work for Swords & Sheathes you see. It's a rather popular brothel. I was sold there by a man named Neldor, and before I was shifted to guard duty one of the staff tried to talk me into a three-way, the customer, he had demanding tastes. He went a bit to far for my liking, which is why I was shifted to a guard, but before the misunderstanding my fellow work mate was giving him to the very base head," Sprite said.

It was a very personal story and she was surprised she could share it so openly now. She still dreamed sometimes of hunting down and defeating Neldor, who was a wood elf, and seemed to be a very posh and hateful man if there ever was one. He had captured her with the help of a few other elves and was the original reason she was taken from her clan. She needed to prove her strength if she ever really wanted to return, and beating the man that kidnapped her and sold her was one way to do that. Still telling this story did not fill her with anger but instead comfort. It was nice to share all and have nothing to hide.

"She did keep the cum in her lips and kiss me in turn. I did not much care for the kiss, but the seed, now that was nice," Sprite smiled.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Maritia is already walking toward the Transmutation aisle. "It's probably worth a look, at least." She starts running her fingers along the spines of several books. There's also a few crates full of scrolls, and an assortment of jewelry that's most likely enchanted.






"Swords & Sheathes?" the man asks. "That's in Qelaz, right? Mayhap I oughta give that place a shot. Recommend any co-workers for me? Ladies who'd make good use of me meager coin?"

His cock is hard now, and he starts slowly stroking it. "In any case, it's time for m' story. You're gonna gimme a show whilest I tell it, though, ain'tcha?"

He takes a deep breath. "I ain't had many stories to tell, but my first time ever was one time I was out north. 'Twas a girl I fancied liked to range up there. Felandrienelle Softridge. A wood elf girl, gorgeous are a sunset she is. She works with the Baroness what came here with you now. Anywise, I were plannin' to try to talk to her up there, without any folks to laugh at me if'n she said no." He paused to breathe through his nose. "But i hear her voice and walk towards it, and she's bathin' in the stream, naked as can be." A smile creeps across his face. "Next thing I know she's sitting on my chest, and my clothes are next to hers on a big ol' rock. Seems I passed dead out an' she thought it weren't fair I saw her bits and she didn't see mine, so she took care of that, she did."

His smile gets wider. "Swear to the gods I can feel her wetness on my belly, and we banter a bit before she asks if I want us to touch each other. I say yes, of course, and we lie side by side on the riverbank and she pulls my hand between her legs. She's the softest thing I've felt in my life, even now, and she tells me how to touch her while she strokes ol' piggy here." He wiggles his cock in reference to the porcine nickname. "It was just her hand that day, but it was one of me best finishes in me life. Afterwise, we washed off in the river, and I got dressed and same home."

 

[Poprockz]

He was too damn adorable. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to pin him down and ravish the innocent thing or continue her sweet affections, perhaps the ravishing would happen next time, as she felt the need to stick with what he had said he preferred.

She chuckled softly, “oh, honored are you? I’m glad you appreciate me and the form I chose for you. Some people don’t realize that while I generally stick to beautiful people, vain as I am, I have several forms that aren’t as appealing, including my original.”

Arx moved forward and put both her delicate hands on his cock now, using both to wring him affectionately. Her lips went to his neck and she pressed them against his skin like a lover might.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Cline hums and closes his eyes. "If you'd ever like to show me your original form, that would honor me, too." He turns his head to seek her lips. "But you have chosen your chosen forms well."

 

[Poprockz]

She didn't give him an answer - merely granted him what he sought. Her lips found his and she kissed him once more, this time deepening the kiss and taking the lead. It wasn't overpowering or fraught with passion, but each caress of her tongue was tender and soft. This wasn't the sort of sex she usually had, but she had to admit that it felt really nice.

Some liked to say that they wanted to see true form, but she took that as mere courtesy. She was appreciative that they were willing to offer, and that was enough. Truth be told, Arx was very insecure about the myriad of scars and wounds she had accrued over the years, especially after an experience she had been through with a lover previously.

Those agile hands started to move just a bit faster, now at fairly natural rhythm. His cock felt hot in her hands, and she could feel it twitch every now and then. She imagined it wouldn't be too long before he shot his load onto her abdomen.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

He kissed her back, passion mounting, and his cock pulsed with every stroke. Eventually he started gasping, and even he could tell he was about to blow. Surely Arx could tell much better than him.

 

[Poprockz]

Her hands started going much more quickly, the woman trying to draw it out of him in a burst of creamy glory. The slick sounds of her movements echoed in the empty room, and she eyed him intently. "Cum all over my pussy, Cline. And be sure to call out the Goddess's name when you do!"

 

[justspitballing]

"If you like much praise for your work then the yuan-ti Inja is for you. Her pleasing screams of pleasure have gotten many complaints from the staff. If you want the one that has the best word of mouth for their actual skill, I have heard good things about the satyr Dani," Sprite answered Kellin's question.

After that he went into his story. It was meant to be arousing, but it was actually wonderfully charming. He was a kind and courteous soul if there ever was one. That woman was a fool if she did not still fancy him. Still a deal was a deal, he was pleasuring himself to her stories despite her novice skill in telling, she needed to pleasure herself to his, and really, she was always turned on to some extent.

"Lucky girl," Sprite said as she sat herself.

She pulled the butt-plug out of her ass, knowing given her needs she would want to play with all of herself. It made a distinct popping sound as she removed it and then she quickly placed the object down beside herself. Once her hands were free her right then went to her pussy, her left her ass. She did not lift her skirt, or give herself full access, not yet. Instead she moved her hands over the fabrics, the dampness of her sex letting itself be known. She softly spanked her butt as she held back a laugh that would have been to loud.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Maritia waves Chasen over to a section with the memoirs of Jonavathan Springleaf, who became surprisingly well known for a druid, solitary wanderers that they tend to be. It contains descriptions of meditation practices concerning several low-level nature spells.






Cline's breath hitched, muscles tensed, fingers scratched faint lines in the wall. "I think...I think I am!" he cried. His legs were rigid, and then his hips bucked. "Thank YENDA!" Rope after rope of thick, pent-up cum shot all over Arx's lower body, covering her pussy as well as everything else knees to navel. For several seconds, Cline twitched as the dregs dribbled from his cockhole like the last scrapings of honeycake batter into the pan. Then, he started to topple, too spent to hold himself up any more.







"Thanks for the tip," Kellin says. "I'll have to save up for both of them." He stares lewdly at Sprite as she begins to touch herself, but he can't keep quiet. "Had that in yer ass the whole time, didja? What's at for?"

 

[Poprockz]

She caught him, wrapping her arms around his waist while letting him lean on her. While some asshole might have dropped him, that wasn't her style. His head ended up on her shoulder, and she felt tempted to lean her own head against his. Arx gave in to that urge, allowing herself a tender moment to simply hold someone.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Cline let Arx hold him, the tender contact with a naked, female body a novelty for him, as well as a necessity while he recovered. After several heaving breaths, he steadied himself. “That…thank you, Arx. That was…incredible…”

He took a quarter step back but kept his hands resting on her arms. “I will take this knowledge with me to the other temples of our Lady.” Then, his smile falters, and a look of concern crosses his face. “Wait. You did not…come to a…conclusion, as I did. Even I know enough to know that’s a rude way to treat someone one is sharing such intimacy with.” He gently squeezed her by the arms. “Please. Help me take care of you.” He paused, thinking of how to convince her. “I may need to pass along that knowledge as well.”