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“I was wondering when I’d get you alone,” a familiar voice called out from just beyond the shadows. Tav, to his continually reminded regret, didn’t possess the ability to see in the dark like so many of his companions, but he didn’t need it in this case. Lakrissa’s honeyed voice was unmistakable, even when she’d dropped it low to convey a hint of seduction. Tav, who had stepped away minutes before to collect his thoughts while his friends celebrated, turned to her with a smile which widened once his gaze met her amber eyes. Her hair, as usual, was done up in a tight ponytail which directed his attention to the two massive horns that stood out from her forehead instead.
“Well, I’m a busy man,” he said, shrugging playfully. He was silent for a second before he continued much less jovially. “But with all that’s been going on for the last few days, I just needed some time alone...”
This time it was Lakrissa’s turn to smile as she shifted her stance, causing one hip to stand proud which caught Tav’s gaze. Her tail, long and slender, also peeked out from behind the tiefling.
“I see,” she said, surprised at the way Tav’s wandering eyes made her feel. “In that case, I’ll leave you to your thoughts–”
“No!” he interrupted, taking a step towards her. Catching himself, he straightened back up and looked anew into her eyes. “I didn’t mean it like that. You’re welcome to stay, I just needed to get away from… All of that.” He gestured with one hand over to the camp, the light from which he could just barely make out through the thick foliage with his human eyes. “Drink?” he added, offering his wineskin to her.
“No, thanks,” she replied, taking a step towards him regardless. They were close now, close enough that even Tav’s eyes could clearly make out the details of her dark skin. “I think I’ve had enough,” she added. “Just enough to feel the buzz, not enough to make me do something… regrettable.” She winked.
“The perfect place to be,” Tav added, and the tiefling giggled. They remained in silence for a few moments, staring at each other’s eyes, daring the other to make a move first. In the end it was Lakrissa who broke the silence.
“Remember our wager?” she said, looking up at him and leaving her lips slightly parted. Tav nodded, still half a mind to act on his impulses, but he reined himself in.
“I do.” His voice was lower than she’d heard it before, barely a whisper. “You bet me I couldn’t get you and your people to Baldur’s Gate in one piece.”
“I did.”
“Change your mind?”
Lakrissa giggled again, and closed the gap between them with one last step. Gingerly she placed her hand on Tav’s arm and looked down the length of his body, taking in his firm, fit physique. His free hand came in below her chin and brought her gaze back up to meet his own. Her eyes flared like embers at the sudden touch.
“No,” she smiled. “It’s still ever such a long way, and rumors from the road aren’t good.”
Tav said nothing, but he remained standing with his thumb inches from Lakrissa’s lips.
“Then why are you smiling?”
She smiled again, wider than before, as she let out another small giggle.
“Because I saw you out there, fighting for us against the goblins. I’m not saying we have much hope of making it, but you’ve at the very least given us a chance. You go with that Archdruid if you will, to whatever cursed lands you deem worth venturing to, but me and mine are going straight to the city.”
“I didn’t act alone,” Tav interjected, but Lakrissa didn’t want to hear it.
“So for all I know, this is the last chance we get to speak before either of us meets some grizzly end in a ditch somewhere. All in all, it’s a pretty shit bet if my win condition hangs on my own death.”
“It was your idea,” Tav reminded her, and she fell silent for a moment before she giggled again.
“I guess it was. In any case, I don’t want to speak more about death and misery. Not tonight. I have something much more fun in mind.”
Tav’s eyebrows rose, and he stared at her with all the subtlety of a brick crashing through a shut window. Naturally, this sent Lakrissa into another fit of giggles.
“I want to give you something for saving us in the Grove,” she said, having composed herself somewhat. A blush had appeared on her cheeks, and Tav could have sworn she seemed nervous. “It’s… well, consider it a bonus for giving us a shot at making it to the Gate. Just don’t read too much into it, okay?”
Saying no more, Lakrissa slowly allowed herself to slide down Tav’s body, his hands coming in to keep her from losing her balance as she lowered herself to her knees. It was a curious thing, to see someone so many would behold and think to be an evil creature, yet feel nothing but admiration and arousal. His armor lay by his tent, so no chain or plate or boiled leather concealed his excitement, nothing at all save for a pair of loose pants that offered little resistance when his erection grew as it had done.
He may have felt foolish. He may have felt vulnerable, or embarrassed. He felt neither of those sensations when he saw the way Lakrissa’s eyes lit up once she noticed his state. She broke out in a terrifyingly beautiful grin, showing off her sharp canines as she beheld the pillar of Tav beneath his casual attire.
“You don’t have to–” He began, cursing himself for even giving her a chance to back out, but he didn’t want it if it wasn’t real. He didn’t want it to feel coerced. Thankfully, Lakrissa met his gaze and, still smiling wickedly, leaned forward so her face began to rub against his bulge. Nuzzling against him like an adoring cat, she enjoyed the warmth radiating from it even through the layer of fabric between them.
“But I want to,” she whispered as she raised her hands to the waistline of his pants and began to pull them down eagerly.
A rush of cold air flickered along Tav’s shaft as it was exposed to the night air, and as soon as the fabric of his pants came below the tip of his manhood it sprang free into action, nearly hitting Lakrissa in the face. Eagerly she began to rub her cheek against him again, feeling his warmth now uninhibited. Tav could feel his heartbeat pulsating through the veins on his erect member, and he bit back a groan when Lakrissa parted her lips to take his tip between them, teasing him with her touch.
Her tongue was warm and soft, and instinctively he put his hands on the tiefling’s shoulders to keep them both steady. Seeing this as an invitation to proceed, Lakrissa went further, filling her warm and wet mouth with her savior’s eager cock, and her eyes danced with contentment as she never once broke eye contact with him.
“You’re really good at that,” Tav managed to speak through gritted teeth. It took all the considerable strength he had not to let loose as Lakrissa continued to take more and more of him. He felt the back of her throat, and gasped softly when she began the work of getting him even deeper. Suddenly, she pulled back and the cold air once more enveloped his now wet and glistening cock. A string of drool escaped from Lakrissa’s lips, but she wiped it away with the back of her hand and smiled up at him.
“You taste amazing,” she said, her breath slightly labored. “I’ve missed the feeling of a proper cock, and yours is definitely proper.” She took him in her hand and began to slowly stroke him, entertaining herself by pointing it in certain directions and watching it bounce back when she let go. “Nothing beats the real thing.”
Tav’s mind was a mess, but he slowly began to piece together what she had said, and the words didn’t make a lot of sense to him. Seeing the confusion plain as day on his face, Lakrissa resumed her regular stroking as she elaborated.
“I’ve been with women for a long while now. There are… ways to simulate a cock, for sure, but I didn’t realize how much I missed the real deal until just now.”
The implication was too much for Tav, and he nearly erupted just then. By some miracle, however, he held back and calmed his breathing. Tenderly he moved his hand from Lakrissa’s shoulder up her neck and to her long ear, touching it softly before he went further still and gingerly began to fondle one of her horns. She was beaming at him, indulging in his curiosity like he had done with hers.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she said after a while. She got back into position and lined Tav up with her mouth, before stretching out her tongue to mercilessly tease his tip. “And yes, I can take it. I want to take it.”
Having come to a near silent agreement, Tav felt his heart begin to pound earnestly in his chest as he reached down with his second hand and seized her other horn. Tightening his grip, he met Lakrissa’s hungry gaze with a smile before he gave a sudden warning thrust of his hips. Lakrissa’s tongue retracted and her lips instead wrapped around the tip of his shaft, and as Tav pulled on her horns more and more of his length vanished into her warm hole, her textured tongue now laying flat to add an extra layer of pleasure.
He groaned as he began to fuck her mouth, taking his time with each stroke and feeling the butterflies in his stomach flutter with every slow inch he claimed. Slowly over time he sped up, loving the sounds coming from Lakrissa’s throat as her blush continued to deepen, her own eyes glittering with desire and lust.
“Gods,” Tav breathed as he felt her throat finally give in and permit him, and she took his whole length. As his strong hands seized her by the horns, she let herself become powerless in his grasp as she continued to milk his rock hard manhood dutifully, but the glow in her yellow eyes told him she enjoyed this, perhaps almost as much as he himself did. A particularly sudden thrust of Tav’s hips caused Lakrissa to cough as her mouth was filled completely, her tongue laying as flat as it could to accommodate him.
When he pulled back anew, she was smiling from ear to ear, extending her tongue out past her lips and letting it hang limply. Despite her heavy and labored breathing, Lakrissa’s hand was quick to fly up and begin to stroke him again while she gave her throat a short break. Still she looked up at him with a beaming smile, and he matched it.
“Let me know if it’s too much, and I’ll stop,” he promised, his hands still holding onto her horns.
“I was raised to believe humans were cruel and unkind to my people,” Lakrissa answered. With her free hand she sought out his balls, and found great joy in cupping them and squeezing them, and noticing all the reactions Tav displayed at her curious groping. She leaned in and kissed his cock gently, dragging her long, slender tongue along the underside of his shaft and making him wince in delight.
“And I was always told that tieflings were monsters who ate children and set things aflame just to watch them burn.”
“Who says I don’t dabble in pyromania on the side?” she teased, her words slightly muffled as she had taken the tip of him past her lips once more. Her breath and tongue dancing along his most pleasurable spot drove him wild. He soon realized her tongue was still outstretched, reaching past her lips and acting as a guide for his throbbing manhood.
“Keep doing that, and I’ll let you set fire to– mhhm– whatever you want.” At that, Lakrissa smiled, a surprisingly innocent smile considering her mouth was half full of cock. Soon, however, it turned feral as a glint of desire reappeared in her eyes.
“Promises, promises,” she giggled, taking more and more of him in her mouth with each syllable until his cock was once again pushing at her throat, and the last sounds of her words were nearly incomprehensible.
In an instant Tav’s grip on her horns was vice-like again, and he couldn’t help but begin to thrust in and out of her faster, her tongue scraping against him and giving him jolts of pure carnal pleasure with every movement. He couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to, and within a minute of using this devastatingly beautiful, monstrous woman’s mouth he was ready to burst.
“Wh… Where do you want–” he breathed, close to losing himself to his lust, his breaths quick and shallow. Before she could so much as make a gesture, the dam burst and the first rope of cum shot out of him and hit the back of Lakrissa’s throat, causing her to begin to cough violently. Another blast erupted, filling her mouth, and only now did she pull away and off him, but she still didn’t stop stroking him even as the third rope hit her in the face. A thick, white line of jizz hit her on the jaw, and reached from the corner of her mouth diagonally across the nose and almost to her eye.
Tav’s grip on her horns loosened, but he didn’t let go as she continued to service him, one hand coaxing the remainder of his seed out while the other massaged his balls, moving from one to the other in a titilating dance, and knowing just where to put pressure to maximize his already intense pleasure. The rest of his considerable load found purchase on Lakrissa’s face or upper torso, staining her clothes and leaving irrefutable evidence of their deeds. Spent at last, Tav let his hands drop from her horns as she leaned back, showing off the state of her. He took a step back to better admire her dishevelled appearance, and couldn’t keep from smiling.
“Are you going to be ok?” he asked after a while, when he had regained his breath. She too was breathing very heavily and looked worse for wear, but her eyes were still aflame with excitement. A quick smile allayed his fears, but as she raised a hand to wipe the cum from her lips, she sighed.
“Some warning would have been nice,” she complained, looking down at her cum stained fingers, but the wide smile on her face betrayed her. She wiped some of it off on her tunic, then tore off a strip of cloth from the sleeve to wipe away most of what remained. The streak across her face she left in place - a badge of honor, maybe. Tav stood silent and watched, slightly worried despite Lakrissa stating she was completely fine. Suddenly a branch snapped off to the side of them just as she finished making herself nearly presentable, and both heads turned towards the source.
“Lakrissa? Tav?” Alfira’s shy voice set the fear of the Gods in Tav’s heart, but Lakrissa didn’t seem disturbed. In fact, when she laid eyes upon the bard she was back to smiling again in a flash.
“Alfira!” she exclaimed, struggling to her feet and leaving Tav on his knees, a mix of confusion and slight dread painting his face.
“I– I was just… I can come back later!” the bard tried, already turning on her heel to run away when Lakrissa caught her around the shoulder and pirouetted her back around to face them.
“We weren’t done, were we Tav?” Lakrissa turned to him, a different sort of glint now present in her eyes. Neither his fear nor his confusement abated, but he could see now that there was no anger on Alfira’s soft face. He had suspected them to be… more than just friends, and was suddenly afraid that Lakrissa had left out some crucial details when describing her adventures with other women earlier, but no, there was no sign of anger or betrayal in Alfira’s features. If anything, she looked… was she blushing too?
“I really should get back,” Alfira insisted, but Lakrissa held her too tightly. Suddenly, Tav was aware of his attire, and how he was distinctly not presentable to relative strangers at the moment. Blushing, he tried to cover his semi-hardness with his hands while he started looking for something more substantial to cover up with.
“Alfira, listen. You remember that thing you told me once in Elturel? You admitted it to me after losing that wager, hm? The… you know… thing?” Lakrissa’s voice was almost venomous, low and intimate against Alfira’s ear. She glanced quickly over to Tav, then down at his still proud member, before turning back towards the bard. Poor Alfira was stiff as a board, barely moving a muscle apart from her eyes which didn’t seem to know where to settle, darting every which way. Her cheeks darkened further as Lakrissa continued to speak.
“We could all be dead tomorrow, sweetheart. Why not seize the opportunity while you’ve got it? I’ll be here, by your side through it all.” Lakrissa’s voice then lowered even further into a quiet whisper, too silent for Tav to hear what was said. Whatever it was, however, seemed to have an effect on Alfira who gasped and shut her eyes completely.
Tav had finally reclaimed his pants and was halfway through the process of pulling them up, when he heard Alfira mutter a weak affirmation, and he turned his head to face them, both now looking his way. One tiefling looked considerably more confident than the other, but neither turned to flee, yet.
“I wouldn’t bother, Tav. You’d only end up taking them off again in a minute,” Lakrissa said smugly, trying and failing to conceal a grin.
“Just what exactly are you two planning?” he asked, his eyes darting between Lakrissa and Alfira in wonder. Were they close, after all? He couldn’t tell, but it was clear that in any case they were quite comfortable and familiar with one another.
“I’ve a proposition for you Tav, one I hardly think you’ll want to turn down. Come, sweetheart.” Lakrissa raised an arm, bare now that she’d torn the sleeve off, and Alfira gingerly took it and was led over to where Tav stood dumbstruck, but wary.
“Our dear little bard told me something interesting a while ago, you see,” she said, directing her gaze at Tav while still holding hands with Alfira whose cheeks were reaching critical blush. “Want to tell him? Or should I?”
Alfira froze suddenly, her smoldering eyes nervously darting back and forth between Lakrissa and Tav, but otherwise she did nothing. After a long moment, she looked down.
“I’ve…” Alfira began softly, but her voice trailed off. The fiery young woman who had strung her lute so confidently in the Grove nowhere to be seen as embarrassment seemed to take hold of her body and soul.
“You can always back out, you know,” Lakrissa said with surprising tenderness, breaking character for a moment as she squeezed Alfira’s hand comfortingly. “Say the word and we’ll go back to camp.” To Tav’s surprise, Alfira shook her head.
“Thanks. I want to… I just, didn’t think it would be so soon. I’m not read–”
“You are ready, sweetheart. You’re just too up in your own head about it. It’s just sex! We–”
“Can anyone fill me in on what exactly is going on here?” Tav said suddenly, confused and still slightly embarrassed at his own partial nudity in the presence of these two alluring tieflings. “Whatever scheme you two are up to, I want no–”
“We’re not scheming, stupid.” Lakrissa’s eyes were on him, and the tiefling still struggled not to smile as she looked him over, knowing his seed was still drying on her face and clothes. “We’re having a discussion, one you’re privy to benefit from if you just hear us out.”
Tav stood silent, his pants still loosely held up to his waist with his hands, but not fastened in any way. He looked again over at Alfira, who too managed a slight smile at the whole situation.
“Tav, I’ve never… Never been with a man before. I was stupid and let Lakrissa know, and she hasn’t let me forget it since. We came to talking one day, after you helped me with my song and…” She trailed off once more, unable to continue after her mouth ran dry once she met Tav’s gaze.
“Dear Alfira would like you to help her out, if you can catch on,” Lakrissa continued, winking to Tav while gently patting Alfira’s hand which was still entangled with her own. “If one demonspawn wasn’t enough for you, that is,” she added with a wolfish grin.
Tav, speechless for a good while. stood and watched the two women as the weight of the… request? offer? opportunity? settled in his mind. At the mention of fucking not one, but two tieflings, however, his body had already reached a conclusion before his mind, and the two women couldn’t help but notice the growing tent in Tav’s flimsily held up trousers as her hardened to completion once more. Realizing rational thought had no say in this matter, he simply let go of the fabric and felt the cold air envelop his lower body down to the ankles, his proud cock standing at attention once again, still slick from Lakrissa’s earlier devotion.
Lakrissa grinned from ear to ear, and Alfira gasped under her breath, instinctively tightening her grip on her friend and possibly lover’s arm, her nails digging into her flesh.
“Do you want this?” Tav asked, looking at Alfira. He’d not meant for it to sound so crass, referring to the act itself rather than just his own manhood, but he realized it had come across wrongly when the two women began to giggle. “I… you know what I mean.”
Lakrissa smiled, and Alfira nodded meekly, her own smile vanishing when she realized once again that two sets of eyes were now upon her.
“Let me help,” Lakrissa whispered as she let go of Alfira’s arm and began to stalk behind her, hands trailing her body as she went. A shudder went up Alfira’s spine as Lakrissa’s tenderly touch grazed her midsection, before she once more froze completely. Lakrissa had found the knots that held her corset in place, and had torn through the lot of them with one sharp fingernail. As the leather fell to the ground, she gasped, but made no move to cover up even as Lakrissa’s other hand rose to begin undoing the buttons along her spine.
Tav too was undressing completely, letting the wine-stained tunic join the crumpled trousers and shoes he had kicked off, and as he slowly stalked towards the two women, he took hold of his manhood and began to pump it ever so delicately. As Alfira’s panicking eyes fell on his cock, they stopped, and her mouth opened in slight bewilderment. The sight of her sharp canines caused another wave of anticipation to rush through Tav, but as her own tunic fell from her shoulders and the chill night air began to dance upon her delicate skin, she shuddered.
“Shit,” she gasped, extending her arms docilely so the garment could more easily fall off her. Suddenly topless in front of Tav, a man who had so decisively saved them from annihilation, she felt safer than she could ever imagine despite her nakedness. Lakrissa’s comforting presence helped as well, the eager tiefling having wasted no time and was already working on Alfira’s pants. As Tav watched in silence, he thanked whichever Gods were watching for letting him behold what was occurring in front of him. Her teardrop shaped tits stood out from her chest without a care for gravity, and as her dark nipples hardened in the cold night air, Alfira bit her lower lip. They were bigger than Tav had estimated, and as his eyes continued to wander he couldn’t help but notice the line of small bumps that stood out from her sternum - a clear sign of her demonic ancestry. He had to stop himself from drooling as he took in her curvaceous form, having dreamed of situations like this many times.
The bard looked down and was surprised to see that her compatriot was also now topless, and wondered when the hell Lakrissa had found the time to undress. The thought died, however, when she felt something grasp her gently by the chin and twist her head upwards. Tav’s fingers were firm but delicate, and in his eyes she found both trust and compassion. There was lust, also. She nearly melted at his mere touch as he stepped close enough that she could feel his warmth.
Tav’s other hand reached out and landed on Alfira’s hip, drawing her even closer to him. Her dark eyes were like those of a frightened doe, but he soothed her worries by gently caressing her skin, feeling for even more of the bonelike bumps that told the story of her hellborn nature.
“Take him,” Tav heard Lakrissa whisper in the bard’s ear, and he lowered his hands away in anticipation. Sure enough, a hesitant moment later, he felt Alfira’s fingers, calloused from years of plucking strings but still infinitely delicate, wrap around his shaft. He smiled at her, and to his elation she smiled back as she began to slowly stroke his erection.
Surrendering to instinct, Tav moved a hand of his own to gently graze Alfira’s naked breast, catching her hard nipple between thumb and forefinger. It was hard as diamond, though if it was from arousal or just the cold, he couldn’t be sure. He waited for her to nod softly before he escalated, pinching her nipple and eliciting a small moan before he cupped the entirety of her firm breast in his strong hand.
“Good girl,” Lakrissa kept whispering in Alfira’s ear, having untied the laces that kept the bard’s pants on, but holding on to the fabric so it wouldn’t fall. Her one hand snaked around Alfira’s tummy and danced along the slack waistline, before slowly starting to creep underneath the cloth. Another moan came from Alfira as Lakrissa’s fingers approached her sex, and again she froze up, her hand no longer working Tav’s cock but instead holding it firmly.
“Focus, Alfira,” Tav dared himself to say, stepping even closer to the tiefling. Their bodies were now practically touching, and he looked down at her beautiful face with a smile as he continued to rub her breast, pinching her hard nipple occasionally. With a smile and a nod, Alfira slowly resumed her motions, gasping again when Lakrissa reached her goal.
“Mmhmmm,” the mischievous tiefling whispered in Alfira’s ear, leaning in close enough that the bard would feel her hot breath on her ear. Alfira shuddered as Lakrissa’s fingers began to tease her clit, and her eyes were wide open in surprise as she stared up into the face of the man who would soon be her first.
“Someone’s excited,” Lakrissa continued, her voice betraying just how much she absolutely loved teasing Alfira, who blushed at the words. Her fingers crept lower, further saturating themselves in the bard’s arousal. “You have a choice now, sweetheart. Taste him, or taste yourself?”
Seconds passed in hushed silence, the only sounds being the distant revelry of the ongoing party back at the camp. Karlach, by the sounds of things, was getting very into her drink. Alfira was stroking Tav, while Lakrissa’s fingers were slowly teasing Alfira’s folds. Without a word, Alfira began to bend her knees, and Tav looked at Lakrissa who was smiling from ear to ear. His own grin was likely just as immodest.
“So eager,” Lakrissa teased as she let go of Alfira and took a step back, raising her fingers to her lips and tasting them. With her free hand, she was already busy undoing the rest of her clothing. Still, she supported Alfira physically by gently moving her tail up and down the bard’s back, caressing her along the spine. Soon, Lakrissa too was naked, her body looking akin to Alfira’s in alien and inhuman ways, yet Tav noted the similarities as his eyes feasted greedily. Lakrissa was leaner than Alfira, but not by much. They were both perfect in his eyes.
“I’ll be gentle,” Tav promised as Alfira got comfortable on her knees, looking up at the human with eyes like saucers. His cock had already seemed big when she had held it in her hand, but now that she came face to face with it, it seemed monstrous. She did, however, trust Tav to keep his word.
“I hope for all our sake he keeps his promise, sweetheart. My throat’s going to be sore for a week, and we’re probably gonna need our songbird on the road to Baldur’s Gate.” Alfira’s eyes looked pleadingly up at Tav, but before she could say anything he moved his tip to her lips and prodded until she let him in. He kept his promise of going nice and slow, but he didn’t slow down until he was knocking on the seal of her throat. Then he slowly backed out, but turned just in time before popping out of her mouth, filling her again. Unlike Lakrissa’s had been, Alfira’s tongue was smooth as silk as the underside of his cock slid against it. A different sensation, but not at all unwelcome.
“You’re a natural,” Tav said, reaching for her horn, just like he’d done with Lakrissa’s earlier. This time, however, he wasn’t going to get lost in the moment. This time, he wasn’t going to be satisfied with just a mouth, warm, and soft as velvet though it may be. “But this isn’t what either of us really want, is it?”
He looked again over at Lakrissa, pausing for a moment to admire her perfect body now that she was standing there without a thread. Soft, delicate curves of a sensual lavender color, contrasted occasionally by the sharp and jagged bumps that protruded from beneath her demonic skin. He longed to explore her body with his hands, to feel each bump and ridge, but this was no longer about her. Not just her, at least.
The tiefling was smiling at him, her tail still gently caressing Alfira, comforting her as she was free to grow accustomed to sucking cock without too much of an ordeal. When Tav pulled out however, and used his hands on Alfira’s horns to keep her from following with her mouth, Lakrissa licked her lips and stepped forward with a grin. She took Alfira by the arm and began to guide her off to the side, to a nearby tree, whispering soft affirmations that Tav couldn’t hear.
“Hold on to this, sweetheart,” she urged, and used her tail to subtly raise Alfira’s arms to the tree for support, while she used her own arms to bend the bard forwards in a pose that exposed her ass. “Now, this might hurt at first, ok? But I promise, it’s going to get so much better, so fast. This is your last chance to back out.” Lakrissa leaned in and planted a kiss on Alfira’s shoulder, moving up to her ear and leaving a trail of kisses in her wake.
“I’ll manage… Thanks,” Alfira said, finding her mouth surprisingly dry. She cleared her throat, then looked over her shoulder at Tav who was being beckoned over by Lakrissa. She felt the fear of the dozens of goblins who had been felled by his sword alone in protection of the Grove, yet the weapon he was wielding now was one of a wholly different nature. Love and trust, rather than violence for the sake of it, and in the name of some misguided god. There must be a song in here somewhere, Alfira wondered, but her train of thought came to a stop when she felt Tav’s hands on her hips. She shuddered and blushed again, feeling her arousal threaten to run down her legs. Lakrissa had been right - this was well over due.
“Ready?” Tav asked, gentle as always, but he could not hide from her the undertones of his desire and lust. He wanted this, maybe as much as she did, and that made her all the more drenched. She nodded, feeling his strong fingers clutch her soft skin.
Tav’s heart was like the footsteps of a galloping horse, threatening to burst from his chest. Lakrissa, who had so recently sucked him to completion with her throat, stood behind him with her arms draped around his torso, her lips close enough to his neck that he could feel her warm breath, and with one breast rubbing against his arm in a most tantalizing manner. Like Alfira’s, Lakrissa’s nipples were hard as rock as they grated against his muscles. In front of him stood another tiefling, bent over and ready for what they both wanted. He looked down and saw Alfira’s pussy, unshaven and lazily upkept these last few weeks while the tieflings have been on the run. She was practically dripping wet for him, a string of clear silver having already leaked out to coat her outer lips.
“Spread your legs for him,” Lakrissa demanded, her breath tickling Tav’s neck. One of her hands crept up his arm and groped at his muscles, while the other remained on his lower back, scratching him gently with her long nails. Tav smiled as her tail reached forward and coiled itself around the base of Alfira’s own, pulling her ass up and causing her back to arch. Alfira did as commanded, and by spreading herself, she allowed the string of silver to fall carelessly to the forest floor. There was silence as Tav and Lakrissa watched the sticky strand of arousal hang in mid air, before Tav in one swift stroke entered Alfira’s warm embrace.
She howled. Pain, pleasure, surprise, fear, all of it, or nothing. She howled, causing a flock of resting birds to flutter into flight, scared by the sudden noise as they all left the vicinity. Tav’s cock impaled her swiftly and without fair warning, and Alfira howled until Lakrissa came around to silence her with a kiss. Tav, urged on by this erotic display, began thrusting steadily into the bard, not going further at once than he believed Alfira could manage, but as he kept going he gradually upped his pace. Alfira’s wet pussy accepted him warmly, sticking to him and gripping his shaft tightly every time he made to exit. The sounds of sex filled the air, and Alfira was so wet Tav could smell it. All three of them definitely heard it.
“You’re doing such a good job, sweetie,” Lakrissa said after breaking their kiss, their tails still holding one another. “It’s good, right?”
“Fuuuuuck, it’s am-ah!-azing!” Alfira moaned, her own claws digging into the bark of the tree as Tav continued his assault, delving slightly deeper with each thrust. “Thank you! Thank– fuck! thank you Lakr- ah!”
Lakrissa looked back at Tav and smiled seductively, then back at Alfira who was all kinds of overwhelmed.
“Don’t thank me, sweetheart. Thank him.”
“Thank you! Thank you, Tav! Fuck! Thank youuu–” Alfira’s first orgasm burst through her, signaled to Tav by how her pussy absolutely clamped down and nearly made him lose himself as well, but he held on. Alfira shook in pleasure, her back shaking with effort and her legs straining under the weight of such heavy elation. She closed her eyes and went near catatonic as she continued to spew mumbling ‘thank yous’ and expletives at the two of them.
Lakrissa rose back up and walked over to stand next to Alfira, one hand resting on the bard’s back while she reached with the other to wrap around Tav’s waist. Wordlessly Tav bent down and kissed Lakrissa, their tongues wrestling playfully as he slowly began to thrust once again, now that the initial burst of Alfira’s orgasm had passed.
“Grab her by the tail,” Lakrissa whispered as she leaned back away from him, biting her lower lip. Her own tail disentangled from Alfira’s and ventured instead down to wrap around the bard’s thigh like a garter. The colors of their skin in that manner mixed together to create art, but Tav was too caught up in the moment to appreciate it fully. He did as Lakrissa had urged, moving one hand from Alfira’s soft and firm rear to take her tail in his grasp, pulling slightly while trying not to hurt her genuinely.
“Mmmhhmmmmm,” Alfira cooed, raising her ass even slightly higher to accomodate. With this new angle, Tav could reach even deeper inside of her, and soon another orgasm washed through the bard as his cock came to rub against her g-spot. A rush of liquid sprang from her as Alfira fell forwards against the tree, her forehead resting against the trunk and her fingernails digging in to the point where they could all hear the wood creak. Tav followed close behind, not even humoring the idea of letting her fall off him, and Lakrissa too was right there, using her own arms to keep Alfira from tipping over as her legs almost entirely gave out.
“Even I usually don’t get that kind of response until number four or five,” Lakrissa smirked at Tav, whose breathing was now growing labored. He didn’t know how long he could keep this up, especially with Lakrissa teasing him.
“What–” he tried, realizing he’d have to slow down his pace to catch his breath before continuing. “What is your relationship… exactly? You two seem more than friendly.”
“Nothing builds bonds like trauma, as I’m sure you know,” Lakrissa answered, her hand moving to Alfira’s nape and starting to pet her now that she was sure the bard could stand on her own once more. Alfira was still a mumbling mess, panting and moaning even as Tav slowed down to conserve his stamina. “We’ve been through lots, her and I. But we haven’t defined it yet.”
“F–fuck me,” Alfira begged, her voice haggard and broken. “Shut up, and fuck me!”
Lakrissa giggled, and Tav tightened his grasp of her tail and gave a solid thrust that Alfira met with a loud gasp of satisfaction. She began to thrust back against Tav’s rhythmic fucking, and her tight cunt was growing even tighter as she neared another orgasm, her walls clinging to Tav’s cock every time he pulled back.
“Better give her what she wants,” Lakrissa stated, still rubbing Alfira’s back lovingly, but her eyes were on Tav, and they were lit with heavenly fire in the nighttime gloom. “I don’t want to set out tomorrow with a sore throat and a half-fucked companion.”
Tav smiled, relaxing his grip on Alfira’s tail, but compensating by thrusting harder into her. Instantly his efforts were rewarded by the sound of melodious panting and moaning as Alfira came hard again, though it seemed she had lost the ability to speak words.
“I’m getting close,” Tav said, gritting his teeth as Alfira’s pussy became tighter and tighter around his swelling manhood. Each thrust was like coming home after a long day, and he feared he may grow addicted to the bliss of fucking tiefling pussy. A dream had come true, twice, and Tav feared he may never be able to go back.
“Oh, and she gets fair warning?” Lakrissa complained, looking over at him with a smirk. She then leaned over, bringing her lips close to Alfira’s ear after brushing her tousled hair out of the way. “Hear that, sweetheart? Tav’s coming soon. Where would you like it?”
Alfira moaned anew, another wave of pleasure surging through her that may or may not have been another orgasm. She couldn’t distinguish between them anymore. All she knew was that she needed him fully and completely.
“In… Inside,” she begged near soundlessly, opening her eye briefly to look at Lakrissa. “Please.” Lakrissa only smiled, and gave her sweetheart a quick peck on the lips before she straightened back up and addressed Tav. In silence, as Tav continued to rut into her friend, Lakrissa strode over and positioned herself behind the human, raising her hands up to his back and pushing herself right into him. Her nipples were like two rocks digging into his flesh, and he nearly gave in, but somehow kept thrusting. Lakrissa peaked over his shoulder, down at Alfira, and brought her lips close to his ear.
“Fill her up like you filled my throat,” she whispered, and just like that, Tav did. Cum flooded out of him and surged into Alfira who once more began to scream with her hoarse voice, another crushing orgasm taking over her as she threw herself back and into Tav’s grasp. Still cumming inside of her, he held her tight while Lakrissa hugged him from behind, their tails finding each other and knitting together as Alfira and Tav both reached the height of bliss.
Alfira’s body was still convulsing minutes later when Tav, now soft, slid out of her, and a deluge of white cum poured out onto the short grass by their feet. Lakrissa still hugged Tav, who still held Alfira, and wandering hands kept wandering to give wordless affirmations and silent congratulations. It was, as one might expect, Lakrissa who broke the silence at long last.
“That was… How are you feeling, sweetheart?” She reached around Tav’s body and linked her hands together around Alfira’s stomach, feeling the bard’s breathing as she slowly came down to earth.
“Like I just ran a marathon,” Alfira answered, her melodious voice husky and shattered. Sweat poured down her naked body, and still there was evidence of their union dripping down her legs. She snuggled back against Tav and brought her own hands to rest atop Lakrissa’s. “But… I don’t know. Perfect. I feel like I’m in one of the songs I used to sing, before… before it all went wrong. Thank you,” she added, squeezing Lakrissa’s hands. “Both of you.”
“Anytime, sweetheart,” Lakrissa purred, nuzzling against Tav’s warmth. Tav gave his own silent reassurance by squeezing Alfira’s shoulders, which he had absent-mindedly began to rub when the two women had linked hands. “And you, big guy. Come see us when we’re all in Baldur’s Gate, eh? I’m sure we’ll have lots to catch up on, after you’re done at Moonrise.”
“I might take you up on that,” Tav smirked, and both tieflings giggled. “For now, I think I’ll head back, once I’ve found my stuff. Early morning, and all that.” Somehow, he managed to slip out of his demonspawn sandwich without too much hassle, and when he looked over at them the two women had closed the Tav-sized gap between them and were still holding one another lovingly, not saying a word.
“Don’t wait up,” Lakrissa hollered to him as he turned on his heels, having dressed himself adequately. “I think the two of us have lots to talk about.”
With a smile, Tav shook his head and was gone, the two lovers vanishing into darkness that he could not, and would not, want to disturb. This moment was theirs, he thought, as he stifled a satisfied yawn and snuck back into camp, almost stumbling over a half-conscious Karlach splayed out on the cold ground.