Wardens of Wildemount ((IC))

"Collar and cuffs?" Willow asked, confused. "What does that mean?" She pulled off her clothes, but left on her undergarments. As she chatted with Jon, she rubbed Diva'ss's back and shoulders. She was very tense, and Willow tried her best to massage away the embarrassment and tension Diva'ss was carrying.
 
Jon seized on Willow's idea and took off Diva'ss' boots and started to rub her feet. "Sorry, it's a human saying that's not very well-known. Basically, when you use it in a question, it means, 'is your pubic hair the same color as the hair on your head?' Otherwise, it's just slang that means that same thing, matching pubic and head hair color. I believe another goes something like, 'the carpet matches the drapes', but don't quote me on that." He looked up at the Verdan's face, and said, "I'll stop anytime you tell me," before unlacing her pants and pulling them off, her undergarments the only thing she wore below her waist as he started to work his massage up her legs. He cocked his head and looked straight at Willow. "You did hear me say that I wanted you too, didn't you?", he asked, wondering if she only had eyes for the woman they were currently both massaging different "ends" of.
 
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"Yes, Jon, but you're not the one that needs convincing. And no, I don't have any body hair. Nice part of being a wood elf." Willow grinned down at him.
 
Diva'ss legs were on display, but far more embarrassingly her simple, white, panties were too as was the fact that they had become damp. A wetness was starting to go through the fabric as Willow softly touched Diva'ss back and Jon softly touched her legs.

Diva'ss head was going light as the two beings around her were flirting with one another as well as with her. It was a bliss in of itself, and there was no reason to turn away from it now. People would likely figure out what the three of them did together, but Diva'ss did not care in this moment. She should have never cared about such things.

"This could drive any maiden mad, and indeed, you both have driven me mad," Diva'ss said.

She was then over come with passion. The damn, it did break. Diva'ss hand shot forward and grabbed onto the rim of Jon's pants. She pulled him forward and then instantly slid her hand down into his pants. She quickly found his nicely sized member and wrapped her hand tightly around it and then started to playfully stroke it.

As she did that she turned her face to Willow who was behind her and massaging her shoulders. Diva'ss tilted her head up and kissed the elf on her sweet lips. Her tongue slightly explored Willow's mouth and Diva'ss had to admit, she had the most wonderous taste.

Diva'ss held the kiss for a moment and then let herself lie back on the bed. Her right hand stayed wrapped tightly around Jon's shaft and her left hand slowly and gently went up to Willow's panties. Diva'ss fingers softly felt above the fabric.

"You two have made me feel so comfortable, let me do the same," Diva'ss said, her mind drifting off to the wonderful madness before her.
 
Jon smiled at the both of them. "It seems we've achieved our goal, doesn't it, Willow? But it never hurts to check, does it?" His smile turned to a smirk as he pulled off Diva'ss's top and bra, revealing her hard, dark green nipples. "That's one sign we've convinced her," he said, planting a loving kiss right between her perky breasts before giving the slightest, teasing lick to one of said nipples. "There's one more we haven't checked. Willow, care to assist?" His smirk was now almost devilish as he grabbed one side of her white panties; once Willow got the hint, they would pull them off of her together.
 
Willow hesitated for just a moment before joining Jon in pulling off Diva'ss' panties. The green skin below was beautiful. Willow leaned down and gently began to lick. She paused for a second to completely undress, then continued.
 
Jon was nearly bursting out of his breeches at this point, which he quickly discarded as he admired the wood elf's beautiful form. He ran his fingers through the white hair above Diva'ss' sex as Willow licked it, and then he circled around behind the elf and started to gently probe her folds, first with his fingers, then with his throbbing member, but he would only tease her until she gave him permission to enter, so to speak.
 
Willow moaned as Jon prodded at her sex. "Quin," She whispered softly. "I'm so sorry." Then she rocked back onto Jon's penis, still licking Diva'ss.
 
Before he responded more earnestly to Willow's 'permission', Jon withdrew from her and leaned down and kissed between her shoulder blades, whispering, "He'd want you to be happy," in a reassuring voice as he caressed her skin in a tender, intimate way. But he didn't forget what else he was supposed to be doing, so he straightened up and re-entered her, their position resembling a pair of mating canines as he began with a slow, sensual pace.
 
Diva'ss hand was wrapped tightly around Jon's shaft, yanking on it tightly as her other hand rubbed Willow's front panties, softly, invitingly. Diva'ss wanted to make up for her mixed feelings about Willow and about this threesome, but it seemed like Jon and Willow had other ideas.

Diva'ss top was quickly removed as was her bra. Jon teased her breast with a lick of his tongue. This sudden motion caused Diva'ss to pull back the hand from Jon's cock. Diva'ss grabbed onto her right breast, enjoying the tease that Jon had given her.

Then very shortly after that Willow and Jon removed Diva'ss panties and with Willow licking at her wanting sex, Diva'ss lost grasp of Willow's pussy. Willow licked Diva'ss greedily and the feeling was intoxicating. Diva'ss lost track of things completely for a moment as the feeling over took her. She felt so wet, so wanting, so intoxicated with lust.

She hardly registered that Willow and Jon had started to fuck before her. Jon plowing his meaty cock into Willow at a dedicated pace. Once Diva'ss saw this she instantly felt a little mad at herself. She had hardly done anything to please her two partners and hardly had made up at all for her shyness. This would not do.

Diva'ss pulled her wanting pussy away from Willow's loving tongue, but only for a moment. She repositioned herself so she could move underneath both Jon and Willow. Once she got under them she opened her legs wide so Willow could again eat her sex out.

Jon's balls moved back and forth as his cock went in and out of Willow's wet pussy. Diva'ss lifted her head and let her lips wrap around his impressive balls. She sucked on them deeply and as the balls smacked against the slit of Willow's pussy, Diva'ss made sure to lick at Willow's slit for just a moment and then go back to sucking on Jon's balls. It was an intoxicating action, eating out both of her lovers at once while her pussy itself was licked out. The intensity could not be measured.
 
Willow enjoyed both partners' ministrations for a few minutes, then gently removed Jon from her hole and gestured for him to focus on Diva'ss instead. Having a man inside her brought back too many painful memories for now. Willow knew that she would eventually be done mourning her husband, but not yet. She kissed Diva'ss fiercely, trying to communicate without words that she accepted the Verdan completely, whether or not Diva'ss accepted herself. Willow then helped Diva'ss into a position where Jon could enter her. Willow stroked Diva'ss' hair lovingly and grinned up at Jon.
 
Diva'ss mouth parted from Jon's balls as Willow saw to repositioning herself. The feeling of Willow's tongue leaving Diva'ss sex left her in an intense spot. She had become so close to cuming only to have the woman eating her out pull back. Willow did make up for it though with a inviting and filling kiss. Diva'ss and Willow's lips locked tightly.

Once they parted Willow suggested that Jon enter her. It was unquestionably for the best. Diva'ss couldn't be made with child by Jon, Willow could. It was just playing things safe. And more importantly, Willow seemed to indicate she was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. Diva'ss would never want to step over anyone's comfort levels.

Diva'ss though wanted Jon to hurry and impale her sex on his manhood. She was next to exploding in sexual pleasure and she just wanted release. She looked up at Jon with wanting eyes, waiting for him to enter her.
 
Jon moaned in need as Willow pulled herself off of him, but he understood where she was coming from. Even if she hadn't had mentioned a husband in the past tense, he had a sixth sense of sorts for people who had loved ones that recently joined the Gods. He was a Paladin, after all. But he wasn't about to let Willow be unsatisfied, so as he shifted closer to Diva'ss, whose head was in Willow's lap, he gripped the wood elf under her armpits and lifted her up and set her down so that her sex was nearly smothering the Verdan as he entered her from the other end, as she had clearly wanted him to do. Unlike Willow, he railed Diva'ss with vigor, as he knew her better and was more in tune with what she wanted in the bedroom.
 
Willow glared at Jon. She carefully moved off of Diva'ss' face and put her head back in her lap. She gently stroked Diva'ss' hair and unknowingly hummed the wordless lullaby she'd always sung to Serene. Serene... I'm so sorry. I should have known never to have a child. For that matter, I should have known not to marry. At least Quentus understood what he was getting into. Willow thought bitterly. Never. Never again. Not the marriage or the child. Why did I do that? I knew I'd live much longer than Quin, and probably longer than the half-elf child, too. But a fire is different. That was my fault. I knew Trel wasn't trustworthy. Why didn't I intervene?
 
Jon was taken aback at Willow's glaring, and stopped what he was doing and leveled a milder but still serious look at the grieving elf. "If you're still grieving your loss, that's fine, but I was under the impression you'd be an active participant. If that's not what you want tonight..." He trailed off, not wanting to kick her out, but also not wanting her to ruin the mood. It was an impossible situation, and what's worse was that Willow got herself into it, but would still react as if it was their fault if anyone told her what he was thinking. Such was humanoid fallacy.
 
Willow sighed. "Jon, I'm sorry. I just... I'm submissive in sexual situations, alright? And I assumed this was for Diva'ss' pleasure. This was her telepathic daydream, after all." Willow took a deep breath. "Anyway, do you have any idea what it is like to lose the 2 people you ever loved and know it was your fault? I would have killed myself by now, but I have to track that man down and make him pay before I go back to live with my family again. So yes, I'm grieving. But don't you dare dismiss this pain as something I can just 'get over' in one night because a couple of people want to have a good time!" Willow blinked away tears. She stared down at her hands, not willing to look at either of the others.
 
Jon looked down at Diva'ss with an apologetic expression, and pulled out of her and scrambled over to sit down next to Willow. "I would never make such a presumption. But if I know this green-skinned beauty at all, I know that she'd want us all to enjoy ourselves, equally. Right, Diva'ss?" He leaned down and pecked the very tip of her nose. "Let us all enjoy this, together. That's all I ask." He reinforced his words by placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, and he prayed to the Gods of the Open Sea to grant her some measure of comfort in this difficult time, and he could swear he felt them respond through his touch on her shoulder, although he had no idea what form the comfort took, only that some form of positive, divine energy passed from his hand to her skin.
 
Willow took a deep breath. "Right. Sorry Jon." Then she felt some unnatural peace flood through her. "Bloody paladin..." She muttered. "Oh Mara, why do you do this to me? I told you I never wanted to love again." She leaned over and kissed Jon deeply, then returned to stroking Diva'ss' hair. "I assure you, I'm enjoying myself perfectly well like this."
 
Jon's mischievous smirk returned. "Yes, yes, Gods forbid I try and help you. You don't have to love again, to make love again. But if you're good with this for now..." He leaned down close to Diva'ss' ear, making sure to blow just a little too much on Willow's sex, and whispered in the smallest voice he could manage, "Try and change her mind--preferably by fucking it straight from her skull--before the night is over, hm?" He kissed her cheek, hopefully not attracting any suspicion from Willow as he straightened up, scrambled back between the Verdan's legs, and began running his semi-flaccid member up and down her slit, re-arousing both of them. Once he was certain they were both built back up sufficiently, he wasted no time resuming where they left off, his vigorous pace making her boobs wobble with the intensity of it all.
 
Diva'ss greatly enjoyed herself once Jon got started with her again. She was dismayed that Willow was so uncomfortable with what was happening. A part of Diva'ss wanted to stop doing this because it seemed to much for Willow, but Jon seemed to have a way with words.

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After several minutes the three of them finished together. Diva'ss got up and started to quickly get dressed. Yes, nobody will find it odd that the three of you were gone for so long.

She sighed a bit. "We'll have to try this again in the future when it does not feel like the whole ship maybe watching us," Diva'ss said.

She winked at both Willow and Jon and then left the room. She still had a card game she had to fail miserably at.
 
"Yeah..." Willow said noncommittally. "Look, as much as I enjoyed this, I don't think I can do something like this until I kill the traitor that ruined my life. And I'll probably have to wait until after the jail sentence for murder... and theft... and resisting arrest... and more theft. A lot more theft. Basically, I'll always remember this as the last time I ever had sex." Willow shifted uncomfortably and left. She sat alone in her cabin, staring off into space and imagining an elf's life sentence in prison. She'd have to think of something, anything, to avoid several milleniae of incarceration.
 
Before Willow left, Jon gently stopped her with his hand on her shoulder. "A Paladin's word carries a lot of weight in court. And I also understand the need to find this traitor. If you ever wish to accept aid in your quest, you need only say the word." He brushed her cheek gently as she departed, and he got dressed, nodded at Diva'ss, and rejoined the others, letting Willow mourn or think or whatever she was going to go do.
 
Diva'ss reentered the main cafeteria area, trying to look well dressed and dignified, but likely coming nowhere near close. She couldn't help but to think everyone sort of knew what happened, but she was a mature lady and she was proud of herself. She could handle the eyes of anyone on her. She enjoyed herself, that's what mattered.

She sat back down across from Ulrich and picked back up her cards. She smiled with glee, ready to get back in the game. She felt excited and wondered what else this night may have in store.

"So, tell me Ulrich, are you going to be declining to play a hand the whole night? For you see, I am here to win!" Diva'ss said with a smile.

She then went on to bet all she felt comfortable with and then a little bit more.
 
Ulrich chuckles "ill gamble without the halfling or the new girl" He shrugs "i don't mind losing my money honestly" he moves over to the table and turns a chair around, sitting with the back between his legs and leaning against it a bit "deal me in" he fishes out a handful of silvers from his manpurse, setting them on the wood "though this would be better with an ale in my hand and a pretty girl or boy in my lap."
 
" I have my hair to braid Ulrich you're safe. Besides should I join, may I suggest something more interesting, say Strip Cards? Cards in which you bet an article of clothing."The Halfing suggests as she continues to braid as her conjured mage hand combs through the other hairs.

" I can, for sake of fair play, pre remove some clothes," Priscilla says as she twists her hair into tight braids. It was an arduous task but one that must be done. The Braids were a staple of ancient halfling tribes, both men and women. They would decorate them with shells, feathers, beads, bones, and shiny stones, a testament to their journey. She really hadn't done anything like that to hers, but she did continue the tradition of braids. Despite her brief lapse when with shorter hair when with Koreen.

Priscilla inwardly growled as she thought about her fellow Halfling student and crush Koreen. The Red-Haired little spitfire was beautiful nad shapely. Educated by some of the finest tutors her parents could afford. Still those dimples, smile and deep hazel eyes, just made her melt. Her flowery words and companionship were amazing until Priscilla got top marks throughout the first few months. Which began the slow horrible abuse and humiliation she suffered, until finally she was expelled from the machinations of her peers lead by Koreen, whom she loved and trusted. It was Infuriating to think about.

"If you are okay with that, Ulrich I will even swear on my mother, that I will not try to cheat" The rogue says with a a quick but assured smile as she continued working on her hair, only about a half of it done.
 
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