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You walk side by side with the vampire, the hawk bound by its feet and hung over your shoulder. Though you still sway a bit as you walk, you couldn’t be more content. A warm, fuzzy glow is still idling between your legs, and your partner seems to be in way better spirits than you’ve ever seen him, at least. |
"Are your tastes always this... Risqué?’ As he suddenly presents his question as you approach the camp, you can’t help but burst into a short laugh. "Oh, you wouldn’t believe how boringly deeply into a committed relationship I have been’, you say. "Actually, I would’, he hums, and you have no idea if he’s applauding ... |
When you crawl into your sleeping bag, you see the leader of Astarion’s group approach you. "I just wanted to bid you farewell’, he says. "We are leaving at the break of dawn. Also, out of curiosity, did you run into my friend in the woods just now?’ You nod awkwardly. "What was he doing?’ He asks further. "Same as me’... |
When you are finally left alone, you drift off in an instant. When you awake, the curious party has indeed left. |
You sit up, rubbing your eyes before instantly making sure that the thin scarf you put on before falling asleep hasn’t slipped. Still taken by drowsiness, your gaze falls upon a spot of colour on the ground. |
A single red rose lies beside you. |
Just shy of two weeks later, you are finally approaching Emerald Grove. Fully aware that it is not exactly a spot for tourism, you still yearn to see it just as much as you have done all your life. Druids have always fascinated you, and you’ve prepared a humble but impactful offer to the Oak Father God. In fact, it’s b... |
You suspect that you’re nearing the sanctuary, but the forest is unusually tranquil. You know you can’t hunt here, even if you were to be attacked you must run without retaliating unless your life truly depends on it. Every living being is sacred here, more so than anywhere else. You can, however, feel your stomach rum... |
You put out the small fire you’ve made in the vicinity of a gentle little brook, but instead of packing up completely and leave you find yourself sitting on your butt in the grass doing absolutely nothing. |
You are beginning to feel a little funny. |
You’ve actually had psychedelics before, albeit in fairly mild doses. Hells, you are young, hard working and you enjoy some recreation now and then. You can’t recall it ever making you this frivolous, though. Moreover, you haven’t even had any such mushrooms this evening, just normal food. |
Soon, however, you find yourself lying stark naked on your back in the vibrant, stupidly saturated verdure, feeling as if you are one with all and other deep and profound things. "Up top, little dude’ you say to a squirrel watching you curiously from the fallen trunk of a tree, for it to just blink a few times before g... |
It wasn’t long since you laid in the grass like this. You think of Astarion’s tongue between your legs, tasting you, teasing... |
Goodness, masturbating would be heavenly right now. Your fingers travel further down, and your eyelids fall shut as you let out a deep, contented sigh. You part your labias ever so slightly, relishing your own abundant wetness... |
What memory are you going to savor in this elevated state? Will you keep thinking about the vampire, or will your thoughts travel back to the embrace of the gorgeous tiefling couple? You slide your middle finger across your wet bud but once, when you suddenly notice through closed eyelids how a dark shade has fallen up... |
It’s an arachnid the size of an ox. |
In your intoxicated state, you’re all the more stupefied than you are frightened by the sight of this humongous monster. In a sober state and if you weren’t taken by surprise like this, you might actually have had a fair chance against a foe like this, but right now you’re absolutely defenseless. |
"Whoah, whoah, whoah!’ You yelp, but before you can utter anything decent the monster has effortlessly trapped you in rapidly spun webs, binding your torso and yanking you up by your feet to have you hang from the crown of a nearby tree. It wraps your feet tightly together, and likewise does it ensnare your hands behi... |
You are still not sharp enough to be as appalled as you ought to be, but you’re beginning to understand that unless the beast somehow decides upon releasing you on its own accord, or unless someone miraculously comes to your aide, you’re not getting out of this situation. |
Should you be as still and as quiet as you possibly can? Should you scream from the top of your lungs? |
"I taste really bad’, you try meekly. |
You feel like you’re the star in some kind of deranged farce when the spider really begins to back away from you. Then, it begins to shrink. In a matter of seconds it transforms into its original shape; a young-looking woman. She is not very tall, but of an impressively athletic figure. Her skin is pale, shimmering in... |
Nevertheless, she is a Druid. Of course. |
She is also, for some reason or other, as nude as you are, positively stunning, but she also possesses an aura that speaks that she is someone who shouldn’t be messed with. Or bothered at all. |
In your current state, you completely disregard all of this. |
"Oh my Gods’, you say unnatural loudly, "Oh my Gods, I was so fucking terrified! I honestly thought I was going to die, I thought you were going to eat me! But look at you now!’ Suddenly, you burst into a fit of laughter. "Holy fuck, you’re hot!’ "Excuse me?’ The woman says, putting her hands on her finely curved hip... |
"You’re acting like a lunatic’, she grumbles at you, her piercing gaze digging into you in utter annoyance. "Have you indulged in psilocybe fuscae ?’ "Noo’, you declare, "I had the other one, the edible one, uh, browncap! It’s the big meaty one with the little bud on top- Oh fuck me." |
You realize your mistake. The edible ones are the ones without the bud. The one you have eaten is the funny one. The Druid groans. "You should be happy you only ate a hallucinative, little human.’ In any other case, you’d take at least some offense from being referred to as "little human’, especially since she hap... |
This does not sit well with her. |
Do you want me to eat you after all, human?’ She hisses in your ear. "Depends on how you mean’, you hear yourself state goofily. "Ugh’, she replies. "Can you let me down’, ask as nicely as you possibly can, "all this blood in my head is making me feel like I’m about to friggin’ pop. And can you do it without morphing i... |
The way she looks at you is not malicious, but makes you feel like you said something completely unbecoming. Thankfully, it was enough for her to decide not to have you for dinner. She even complies with your request of staying humanesque, though it means she has to cut you down with a sharpened rock and quite awkwardl... |
She is eyeing you... Curiously. |
"I understand you’re... Out of your senses’, she begins haltingly, but did you really mean what you said just now?’ "What, that you’re hot?’ Bashfulness isn’t even a concept to you right now, but common decency hasn’t left you entirely. You wouldn’t lay a finger on her if she didn’t ask you to. If you did, you’d dese... |
It did sit well with her. At least part of her. The naughty parts. Part of her probably still hates your guts, for some reason. |
"I... Ugh.’ She’s wrapping her arms around her torso, as if she has suddenly grown shy from your indecent ogling of her body. It’s not strange that she reacts this way; you stare at her in a manner that makes your already dilated pupils expand until they almost cover the entirety of your iris. "So what business do yo... |
You can feel your mouth watering. "Answer!’ She demands angrily. |
"Well, as I was saying...’ You suddenly find yourself quite stuck. Come on, you say to yourself, be smooth this time, you absolute fucking idiot! You were more than lucky your shameless acting worked with Astarion, but you don’t think it will work with her. You have nothing she wants, she doesn’t seem pent up in an... |
"You’re just messing with me’, she snarls, and you shake your head profusely. "I mean it. I really mean it. I want to make you feel good.’ ’Oh, for the love of Chauntea...’ she mutters, while you honestly suspect you’re about to get off from feeling the moss underneath you brush against your clit. |
"Come on, then. If you think you can please me, then please me.’ "Thank you!’, you exclaim hungrily as she finally comes close enough for you to taste her. |
The Druid lets out a stifled moan the second you lean in to taste her, and when you slowly kiss the warm wetness again and again you can feel her legs begin to tremble. " Fuck...’ she presses out, hoarsely so, fist full of your hair to hold you in place, or to tell you that she is the one in charge. In her adamant gri... |
You feel such unrivaled contentment when you make her come, her moans true and completely unbridled. And you thought she was going to hold back. You offer her a break, only for her to tell you that she’s not done with you yet, immediately commanding you to keep licking. Yes. Yes, this is exactly what you wanted. ... |
When the second climax approaches, she becomes watchful. You slow down, without stopping, but you glance in the same direction as she which is towards a huge thicket. After but a few moments, she clasps the back of your head with one hand and urges you to pick up the pace again. She then loudly addressed the bushes. |
"Quit snooping around like a creep, come out here and say what you have to say." |
Nothing happens. "I’m serious’, she adds. Then, followed by a loud rustling, your uninvited guest shows itself. |
It’s a massive brown bear. And this time, you’re alert enough to let it rattle you. |
"AaaaAAAAAH what in all the nine Hells is going on now?!’ You yelp as the furry beast watches you. "Please tell me you know that thing! Tell it to heel!’ " Hah!’ the druid exclaims with a sneer, "Yeah, I should, shouldn’t I? Heel, old man!" |
The bear does not heel. Instead, it does what she did just moments ago; it transforms. Soon, what stands before you is instead a massive Druid man. Tall, sturdy, incredibly broad-shouldered and with mild but intelligent eyes he looks as intimidating as he looks pleasant, a leather tunic adorned with luxurious embroider... |
"By Silvanus’s beard, I thought someone was in danger. But seeing what is truly going on here I have quite nothing to add, frankly I was hoping to make my leave unnoticed. Who am I to disturb you and your friend at a time like this, Zhera?’ So that’s her name. It’s a nice one, you think. "She is not my friend’, Zhe... |
"Zhera’, the Archdruid says as you rest your cheek flatly against your partner’s crotch, "as enticing it is to see you two ladies enjoy each other, it’s simply not becoming for me to intrude like this. As long as you can assure me you’re not putting that girl in any more trouble, I’m going to take my l-" "I don’t min... |
Next to the Archdruid, there is a flat-surfaced rock clad in fern moss, and though it’s clear that he’s finding the situation a little peculiar, he doesn’t seem particularly phased by it. Sitting down on the rock, you can tell he’s enthusiastically, yet surprisingly calmly awaiting Zhera’s next order. You have some vag... |
"You know what’, Zhera says suddenly, "I’m spent. You take her, now.’ She pulls you up from the ground, not carelessly but not exactly gently either, and before you know it she has pushed you back first into the lap of the giant man. Your bare ass against his groin, you immediately feel his erection pressing against yo... |
"Yeah Zhera, take it out’ you purr, biting your lip. The man says nothing, but it’s obvious that the whole spectacle is thrilling him. When Zhera brings out his erection, any shadow of a doubt disappears. She can barely curl her slender fingers around the thing. "Holy shit’, you blurt out. "Well, do I... Have your con... |
"I know my girth can be a tad overwhelming, so I’m gonna be very, very careful, okay?’ You nod desperately. "You should just shove the whole thing in, you old bear, no need to spare her.’ Her remark has the Archdruid frowning deeply. "What’s with the attitude today , young lady?’ He asks quite sternly, and for a f... |
Zhera sighs deeply. |
"I... I’ve been careless as of late.’ Her voice is but a low mutter when she finally confesses. ’It’s never happened before, not once. When I watch the woods no one comes or leaves unannounced, but somehow my mind has been... Absent. She could waltz around high off her tits while I’m... Slacking off, bathing in the riv... |
You can tell there’s more to this woman than what meets the eye. There are reasons for her to act like this that you will never know, never understand. But you can tell that for now, the Archdruid’s words have soothed her turbulent mind. She leans in, her forehead resting against his, her little nose nuzzling into him.... |
You are mind-breakingly aroused. Your high is perfect, not unsettling in the least, only rendering everything in a warm, saturated glow... You’re not going to ask them for anything. What they want is what you want. When Zhera kneels in front of you, you raise your trembling arms and let your fingers burrow into the... |
Soon, you are so drunk from his cock and her tongue that you have tears running down your cheeks. "I’m coming’, he breathes in your ear, his voice the last push you need to crash over the edge. Your combined orgasms feel like they are accumulating an earthquake. You jerk violently enough for Halsin to slip out of you, ... |
She raises, and while you’re still regaining consciousness, Halsin takes her into his arms and pulls her into his embrace, you in the middle. They aren’t leaving you out, no, you can feel Zhera’s arm around your shoulders, the three of you tightly squished together in a lusty heap of flesh and fluids. "You’re not half-... |
After a well-needed dip in the brook, you are warmly welcomed into the Emerald Grove. Your offering is highly appreciated, and planted in the outskirts of the sanctuary. However, when people point out that you’re slurring your words and walk a bit funny, wondering if you have been injured, Zhera just shrugs and tells t... |
Then she winks at you. |
down. You had seen the clouds thicken during the past few hours so you can’t say you didn’t see this coming from miles away, but what you |
see was how quickly they would accumulate a proper deluge. Or how hard it would be to find proper shelter. Thankfully, it’s not very cold outside, as it is now the middle of summer, and wasn’t it for the fact that you don’t want your gear to get soaked, you wouldn’t mind stripping down and frolicking around naked for a... |
You’re not saying that the Druids were as overly liberated as you’ve heard some people claim, but there were definitely some activities that they did in groups that most people would count as something you did on your own. And no, they didn’t engage in massive orgies every night, or at least you weren’t in-deep enough ... |
However, you could tell they loved freely, |
They taught you so much about so many things, and Zhera especially took it upon herself to help you sharpen your skills with bow and arrow. After a few weeks, you were a tremendously better archer than you used to be and you wouldn’t make a silly mistake like the one you made with the hawk back in your previous camp, t... |
friendly and pretty cute, though. And you certainly don't seem to completely lack charm. To be quite honest your self-confidence has soared as of late, but no one could accuse you of having grown conceited or arrogant. No, you actually feel quite grounded. You have just found out that you are a tad more desirable than ... |
On a few occasions, usually after a practice session where you’d done especially well, Zhera had rewarded you with some particular |
Also, before you left, you had encouraged your new friend to ask the Archdruid to give her a few hours of his time, and well enough she had returned from the forest one morning with the same suspicious gait as you’d had after |
The Halsin Experience. |
You had felt very happy for her. |
In short, you’ve had a great time. Now you’re heading straight for Baldur’s Gate, to get some proper change of environment after almost two months of forest-dwelling. Right now, however, you're getting ridiculously drenched and you really need to find somewhere to hide from the rain. Soon enough you come upon a cliff, ... |
You feel truly content with life. Nothing could make this evening better. You begin to unstrap your sleeping bag, meaning to wrap it around you to help you dry faster when you hear a calm, pleasant voice speaking from the dark corner of the hollow. |
"Pretty wet out there, wouldn’t you say m’am?’ " |
You are so startled by this that you can’t help but to yelp loudly, and when your eyes begin to focus on what you’re seeing in the darkness you are ashamed by the fact that it makes you withdraw even further towards the den’s low-hanging entrance. There are two young-looking men sitting there close sky huddled together... |
This makes you wary, but you say nothing. In your mind, you’re in deep conflict about appearing as prejudicial while you are honestly baffled to see a surface elf huddled together with one from the underdark. The Drow man rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah’, he says, obviously reading your indiscreet expression like an open b... |
The high elf has tanned skin, thick straw-blonde hair draping his back and gentle golden-brown eyes. His hooked nose and wide shoulders in contrast to his slender body grants him a distinct, dignified demeanor. The Drow is just as handsome, black hair short and wavy and his fair skin dark, yet on the lighter side for o... |
interrupting something. |
I, uh...’ you begin, letting out a huge defeated sigh. "I clearly came at a bad time, didn’t I?’ "Yup’, the Drow states plainly. "Hey’, the high-elf murmurs, nudging him slightly in the side, "she couldn’t possibly have known that we were here. She just wanted some shelter from the rain, right?’ You nod. You are terrib... |
"I’m really sorry’, you say again, as the three of you sit there and awkwardly watch the downpour. "Oh, worse things could have happened’, the blonde hums in a carefree tone, "at least we didn’t have to fight you. I’m Raileigh, by the way, and this is Bellial. Delighted to make your acquaintance.’ From what you can see... |
You understand that something is not quite as it should be. |
"I... No need to tell me. It’s fine, really.’ "No, no’, Raileigh says and shakes his head, "it’s no secret. I wouldn’t have asked you about your activities if I wasn’t willing to share our story. Right, Bel?’ The Drow nods. "It’s just not a very fun story, is all.’ "I’d love to hear it, if you wouldn’t mind’, you say. ... |
here. Now that I’m not, you know... |
him.’ "Sorry’, you squeak. You |
you were interrupting. "No matter’, Raileigh adds, "let us tell you about ourselves.’ Knees against your chest, you wrap your sleeping bag around you and listen intently to their story. |
The high-elf goes first, immediately addressing what sparked your initial reaction to seeing the pair; the never-ending conflict between surface elves and Drows. Though many societies have now, in more modern days, managed to work out how to live on at least somewhat peaceful terms, the elven village in the south where... |
Suddenly, as he neared the base, a blue-eyed Drow had appeared before him, stopping him in his tracks. Raileigh had done all he could to try to make him understand that he had come to try to halt it, but the black-haired man had only laughed bitterly and shook his head, assuring him that if he’d had any influence at al... |
As Raileigh had still wanted to interfere, Bellial had profusely refused him. Although he did not know him, we would not let him die the pointless death of a martyr. The mere sight of them close together on horseback was enough to paint them as traitors to both parties alike, and in the end they’d had to flee to make i... |
They had been turned into outcasts, with only each other to rely on and to grieve the loss of their kin. |
Later, Bellial had told Raileigh that as a Seldarine Drow he was not a permanent resident of the Lolth domain where the battle had taken place, and neither did he sympathize more with them than he did with the surface elves. He had his own problems to worry about, but suddenly finding himself to be an enemy to the Lolt... |
Since last winter, the two men had traveled western Faerûn in search of allies. They’d had some luck, but they were still far from having the means needed to go back and attempt to initiate a proper conversation about the subject. |
"Oh, I... Damn... I don’t know what to say." |
You truly don’t. That story was |
heart-wrenching, |
and it wasn’t even very long since it happened |
"It’s quite okay’, Raileigh assures you with a faint smile, "and we will never stop trying. I, for one, feel like as long as I have |
by my side, I’ll never lose faith.’ Bellial has been perfectly poised up until now, but when the high-elf speaks these words you can see his fingers furl around the cloth of his sleeve, and you see how he bites down ever so slightly on his lip. "And I thought I couldn’t be more sorry for interrupting’, you wince. |
The sky is nowhere close to clearing up... |
"Raileigh’, Bel suddenly exclaims, "as little as I mean to be vulgar in the presence of company, I need to tell you- I |
He falls silent. "Oh dear, what is it?’ the blonde asks tenderly. "Ugh’, he mutters, however the sentence he failed to utter immediately turns into action, speaking volumes higher than any words ever could. Sitting up on his knees, he grabs the high-elf by the collar, pulling him into a hard, determined kiss. At first,... |
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