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What he is yet to know is that this action alone was well enough to |
. A certain warmth is seeping from between your loins and yet again, it seems like you’re about to make a bold decision. |
However, you mustn’t be crude about it. You respect these two men too much. |
"I will leave the moment the rain stops, I assure you’, you address the pair, "but... if you can’t wait until then, I would take no offense if you... if you... Wanted to |
with what you were doing before I ruined it |
Raileigh stares at you. "Well, um, I- Bel?’ " |
She can watch’ |
, Bellial immediately blurts out, "I wouldn’t care if all of Faerûn watched, Raileigh!’ He clasps the high-elf’s head now, gripping into his lustrous golden locks. "I’ve been so fucking horny for you ever since we left that bigoted little shit-stain village this morning and I |
you so Gods-damned |
It gave me such a |
when you told that priest to go |
, I’ve never heard you talk to someone that way before! And then you turned all gentle again as you bade them adieu, I just wanted to let you |
me on the spot! |
the high-elf exclaims, obviously enticed by his blunt outburst. He then looks at you. "Do you really mean what you said just now?’ "Mmhm’, you say with reddened cheeks. "Just so you know, while you seem to be a very lovely lady, I’m afraid I can’t |
him with you. Or anyone, for that matter.’ Bellial’s visage glows with delight, and you can tell the sudden position he finds himself in, the idea of being |
by Raileigh while simultaneously being completely claimed, excites him to no end. "Though I rarely ever keep something only to myself’, he continues, now leaning in towards his friend to kiss him just beneath his elongated ear before letting pretty elven tongue run slowly along it, a spot you’ve heard is a highly eroge... |
"I never expected you to’, you press out while you strain yourself not to stare at the couple like a hungry wolf, "I find your boundaries perfectly reasonable, |
need to tell you that I simply do not have the discipline not to... Not to |
to just sit and watch the rain either.’ Suddenly, Raileigh burst into a chuckle, and his lover follows suit. "Right, Bel?’ "No, no!’ In his partner’s arms the black-haired elf holds out his hands, gesturing for you to scooch back in as you’re almost sitting in the rain now. "Watch, comment... |
Touch yourself, |
do whatever you want, Miss!’ "It is not your fault that we simply |
to have each other right now’, Raileigh adds. "O-okay’, you stutter. "Seems anything can happen while on the road, right?’ The couple grins at you. "Yeah, I’ve noticed’, you state. |
Mere feet from where you are sitting, the two elves are now embraced in the most sinfully intimate kiss you have ever witnessed. Hands cradling each other's faces, you feel a jolt in the pit of your stomach every time you catch a glimpse of their tongues caressing each other, or you hear a soft muffled moan or delightf... |
Bellial’s didn’t lie when he said he was aroused out of his mind, his stiffened manhood can barely be contained beneath the tight fabric and as soon as Raileigh frees it he lets out a lengthy, delectable sigh. The blonde then relieves his lover of his pants entirely and you feel your body begin to |
when the other man immediately spreads his legs open for him, one ending up resting on the blonde’s shoulder in the cramped space. When Raileigh puts his fingers to Bellial’s mouth he eagerly wets them, and when the high-elf prepares his partner’s entrance with saliva and then proceeds to slowly lube up his own rock-ha... |
Even though you’re |
In a way, this situation is far lewder than any of the others you’ve been exposed to thus far. In fact, you can barely believe what is happening to you, hearing the man with his head in your lap wince from pain and delight as another man starts pressing into his tight ass with firm grips of his legs. "Oh Bel, Bel’, the... |
They seem to have forgotten your presence. |
You catch yourself silently wishing for what they have. Your heart is, of course, truly aching for what they have been through but still affection has grown and blossomed in a place where it should not have been possible, deeply rooted and everlasting like the oak tree back in your childhood garden. Of course you can’t... |
The same envy that tore at you when you watched the tiefling couple back in Waterdeep shows its face again, but you welcome it. You know it’s not a malicious jealousy, instead you see it as an... |
You recall this feeling from that time, too. |
Raileigh leans down over his partner, Bellial’s legs now both on his shoulders, a most lascivious position. You don’t know if he’s aware of it, but as the high-elf increases the speed and roughness of his thrusts, the Drow brings a hand to your wrist and clasps it, likely to brace himself for the roughened pace. With y... |
An affection deeper than anything you’ve ever witnessed before. An affection that could only have grown that strong and resilient during such turbulent circumstances. |
When Bellial turns his head towards Raileigh and pleads again and again that he loves him, your mind goes blank and your vision narrows. You hold your breath. "I love you too Bel, |
I love you too’, Raileigh moans between the other man’s lips before crashing over the edge together with his partner. |
The two elven men stare at each other, awestruck. Then, still panting, they begin to laugh softly. "You... Wow’, Raileigh murmurs through a sweet smile, resting his forehead against the Drow’s own. "Yeah...’ the black-haired man whispers back. You watch the blonde carefully pull out and then reach for a piece of cloth ... |
"Hey... You.’ Raileigh finally sits up, assisting his partner in doing the same. They are both absolutely |
"I’m afraid we got a little lost in each other, there. Did you...?’ You look down, and surprise even yourself as you see that you are still fully clothed, the buttons of your pants untouched. "Oh... No, I didn’t. I got way too into watching, honestly. Heh.’ "Damn, now I kind of feel bad for you’, Bellial says with wide... |
we could do for her? I’m thinking |
here-" "I get you’, the blonde elf chuckles, "she deserves as much. If she wants to?’ Suddenly, you feel |
O-only if you both feel the same way about it’, you press out with a meek voice. "As I said, I’m not very keen on sharing him with others, but there are still many ways we could give you a release, isn’t it? For example, Bel, my sweet... Would you like to |
with me a bit more?’ "Always’, Bellial replies. "And would you mind if we just happened to do it... |
He nudges his head your way, clearly referring to your... Your... |
Oh dear Gods yes. Yes, yes, yes. |
"That sounds fine to me’, the Drow replies. |
Back against the wall, spine arched, bottom nude and legs spread wide apart, you cover your mouth with your hand as if the rain wouldn’t drown out your lecherous noises. |
There are two beautiful elven men lying on their bellies between your legs. They’re kissing passionately, wetly, right against your swollen clit. |
You feel like you’re going to pass out. Something about this messes with your head in just the right way, the fact that this is not at all about you |
, but at the same time it’s |
about you. They’re doing this with the sole intent of making you climax, but all you wish for right now is for it to last longer. |
Don’t come yet, don’t you dare to come just yet... |
They turn their bodies slightly towards each other, and you watch as they start to pleasure each other with their hands. Raileigh still has his pants on, just pulled down enough for him to have his cock out, and Bellial is still without. They moan fervidly, tongues diligently working your sensitive bud, and you tremble... |
The rain is finally subsiding. |
"Well, I think I better get going’, you say as you roll up your sleeping bag again and attach it to your backpack. You are again fully dressed, but the couple doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to become so themselves, the Drow cuddled up in the high-elves embrace with his body still bare save for the fully unbuttoned shirt... |
from me, if you do.’ "That’s rather helpful, actually. Thank you’, the blonde says. |
And then you make your leave, just as promised. As you begin to walk during the damp, incredibly fragrant forest, you think about how you too are going to eventually find love as strong, as |
as theirs. You firmly believe it is going to come to you if you just keep looking, but for now you have other more urgent matters to focus on. It’s time to find somewhere to make camp. |
Then you’re gonna masturbate until your Gods damned |
Baldur’s Gate. |
You’re finally here. As the great wilderness has been your home all summer, you have nearly forgotten what the pace of the city feels like. You’re not quite sure what you think of it yet, but you’re set on finding out. Soon enough, however, you have to acknowledge the fact that you’re not as sociable as you’d expected ... |
Hanging around with the Druids has enriched your life in numerous ways, but it obviously hasn’t made you any money. You’re |
to say the least, and tought it’s never been difficult for you to sell what beast you’ve felled you’re short on that as well. You wonder how the people here would find your weapons, if you ever forged some new ones. That feels like a long time ago. |
You mindlessly stroll down the street in the late afternoon wondering where you may rent a bed for the night, deliberating affordability versus the risk of getting mugged, or worse. Suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder that makes you jerk roughly in surprise. |
"Holy f- oh!’ It takes you a few seconds, but soon enough you can clearly remember the leader of the party with the |
unfortunate fate |
. The... freaky |
"Tav...?’ You try, thinking that it should be easy to remember a one-syllable name. "Huntress’, he says and pats your shoulder, making it obvious that he has forgotten yours. "What brings you to the big city?’ "Escapism’, you grin, "just like last time we met. I’m glad to see you’re still, well... |
"As me as I can be’, he says. "No tentacles yet!’ "Wha- uh, no. That’s good’, you reply. "Also, could you point me to a cheap inn where I won’t get stabbed’, you carry on, and the man ponders your inquiry for a moment with crossed arms. "Well, I wouldn’t know I’m afraid, we’re staying at |
Elfsong Tavern.’ " |
Aww’, you pout, "I certainly couldn’t afford a place like |
right now. That sounds |
Yup’, he states, followed by a short silence. "You know what... I don’t think anyone is going to use it tonight. Everyone’s got their own things to do, and personally I’m waiting for a |
certainly going to be sleeping elsewhere tonight... Um. Here, just take the key. Return it to the innkeepers in the morning, okay?’ "Wow, uh... Wow’, you stutter, seriously thankful for not having to worry about where to sleep anymore. "But why?’ "You were very helpful to us last time we met’ he says, and your thoughts... |
when he was starving for blood, and you struggle to not seem flushed. Surely, the vampire must not have |
him? "We didn’t have to worry about food for our entire stay, none of us!’ You’re still not entirely sure... |
"I should be off, then’ you say, taking the rather large key with a tag saying "twelve’ attached to it. "I’m very thankful, and you won’t even notice I’ve been there. Good luck with your date.’ "Thank you’, he beams. |
You should have knocked, but something about Tav’s assurance fooled you into blindly assuming that the suite would indeed be empty. You unlock, peek inside, and are thankfully not greeted by anyone. Not even that cute white dog of theirs, which is a shame. Just as expected the room is quite lovely, several large beds ... |
You’re lucky that Tav seems to be such a carefree, generous guy. Maybe the rest of his party, at least some of them, would try to |
you if they knew you were here... |
You wonder what Astarion is doing right now... Then, as if your mind had somehow been read, you begin to hear voices from the other room. So Tav was mistaken, after all. The suite is |
empty. As you peak into the adjacent room, nearly identical to the first, you spot two people sitting together on one of the burgundy sofas. You cannot make out what they’re saying or even the tone of the conversation, but as soon as they notice you their attention immediately turns to you. Your fatigue instantly vanis... |
At first you truly fail to progress what you are seeing in front of you. The very thought of running into Astarion again had made you feel incredibly bashful in itself, but naturally you had an awareness in the back of your mind that there was a chance you’d run into anyone in this strange party, regardless of how sure... |
What in the world is |
you blurt out, and while the Druid seems rather surprised with your sudden appearance as well, he immediately collects himself and a welcoming smile spreads on his lips. "I had a notion our paths would cross again sooner or later’, he says calmly, "but I did not think it would be so soon! Did you survive Zhera’s traini... |
Wait, does that mean you also have a... A |
in your brain?’ The Archdruid only laughs heartily at you, shaking his head while the vampire leans back with his arm resting over the back of the couch, seemingly quite disinterested with your conversation. However, you can tell that he recognises you. "It’s a long story as to why I’ve come to travel with these fine p... |
But it so happens that I am indebted to them and as they have helped me, I’ll gladly help them. I am delighted by making their acquaintances, and tonight it seems like everyone is indulged in tasks except my friend here and I. This is Astarion.’ "We’ve met’, you squeak. " |
"Why so flustered?’ Astarion asks you abruptly, inconvenience thankfully mixed with a slight hint of amusement in his tone. "Don’t tell me you fell in |
with me that one time back in the woods.’ Your cheeks darken furiously. "That one time back in the woods? That sounds very much like |
first encounter, doesn’t it?’ |
Oh, for fucks sake, Halsin... |
Now you’re going to come across as the |
Western Heartlands Forest Slut... |
But when you think about it you’re fairly sure that a derogatory term for sexual liberation doesn’t exist in the Archdruid’s vocabulary. "Oh, I |
The vampire says with emphasis, clearly understanding what particular kind of |
the Druid is talking about. Halsin looks at Astarion, then back at you. He really is ridiculously light-hearted sometimes, and you momentarily reminisce upon how his exact personality drove the usually staid Zhera endlessly irked... And aroused. |
even. And so did you, apparently, with your artless charm. |
"I, um’, you struggle, "I let him have my blood once. About a month and a half back, in the Heartlands.’ You fall silent, and the Archdruid throws a somewhat stern gaze Astarion’s way. "She just said she let me,’ he immediately protests, ’it was a very consensual agreement!’ Halsin looks at you now, and you nod awkward... |
You immediately assume the subject to which his thoughts are shifting is towards his lust for blood, but when you look at him you can clearly see that he is only eyeing the Archdruid. |
And now when you really think about it, they were sitting |
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