Divinity Rescue Corps

It took a while for the lot of them to agree to my demand for venom from a poison aspect Nakamamon. A light dose of the stuff would help tremendously in paralyzing my subjects… or rather, anesthetizing them. I told them tomorrow or the next day would be perfect, and they visibly relaxed. Did they think I wanted them to harvest it in the dark?

We continued roasting bananas and toasting marshmallows, then made s’mores from a stock of chocolate brought by Jacoby’s people. Jacoby’s bard Savannah started singing songs that caught on among some of the dozen plus people here, and some even got up to shake their groove things.

“You were amazing today,” Vellenia told me, and lay her head on my shoulder.

“Thanks,” I said. “You were pretty amazing yourself.”

Vellenia had been out among the Guardians in the perimeter of the camp, on the lookout for ambush predators or other nuisances. She’d used her water abilities to do some checking for them, and now she returned with her slinky white dress clinging to her compact body.

I was getting handsy in the warm dark, caressing up and down over Vellenia’s graceful curves and enjoying the ability to do so in full view of Jacoby’s team. We would dart the occasional kiss here and there, but in between, I ran my fingers up and over her hips, over her flat stomach, the space between shoulder and neck, and then over her neck as well. Eventually I sat her in front of me and gave her a back and shoulder massage, followed by a scalp massage.

Vellenia was not like humans. She didn’t have ears, but instead these pink wing things coming off the sides of her head. She didn’t have a nose. Her eyes were huge and mint green. She was soft and cool to the touch, and had no qualms about spreading her legs wide in order to sit between my legs for my impromptu back rub. She wore no underwear, and when she could get away with it, wore no clothes at all. I had to remind her periodically to go put something on, mostly for the sake of dumbfounded humans.

Jacoby was enrapt. I noted her watching as Vellenia went through her story, and I put some extra elbow grease into giving her the deep pressure massage I’d received after my accident. The Asian leader of the new expedition sat staring, not listening to her second in command even a little bit. I pretended not to notice her shifting her weight on her camp stool.

“You know,” Vel whispered, “a potential new mate is watching you.”

“I think she’s watching you,” I whispered back. She was beginning to get into the rules of mating, but it was far from easy. She was still unclear why people didn’t mate whenever they felt the urge and confirmed that urge in potential partners.

Vellenia wore a dress because it was our culture to cover the body. There’d been several times already where she’d gone for a morning walk wearing absolutely nothing. She did it on purpose, too, during the Glumpdumpkin saga. She’d need to have someone on the team remind her that clothes were required before she tittered with laughter and skipped back to my laboratory house, where she would then put her dress back on. Underwear was never an option. She would become enamored with the frilly and silky stuff later on, mostly after Tara convinced her that they lit my fire.

“You should take me here and now,” Vellenia breathed, her voice thick with lust and need. When she got aroused like this, her cheeks flushed a pink that matched her ears and wrists. In other words, adorable.

“Here and now, huh?” I asked, grinning. Her hand was on my leg and it was sliding upwards.

“You could… assert dominance over these human males,” she purred. “Entice the females.”

Not that any of the humans would be okay with this, but I started into a sensuous scalp massage. Vellenia hummed her enjoyment.

I would be okay with something like this eventually, but never in front of the entire team, and not until I’d sorted out the Jacoby situation. I didn’t know what these people were all capable of.

For a time I just caught Jacoby and several of the others watching me put my hands all over my bond mate. My very sensual bond mate, who was rubbing her neck and head around my crotch area, and trying to get me to massage down her front. When these humanoid Nakamamon got excited, then their nipples and genitals came out to play… which was probably happening.

Jacoby and several of the others were now openly watching.

“Why don’t we enjoy a little night stroll?” I suggested, my voice full of promise. “I know an area nearby where we could have a little nighttime fun.”

“You want to show off for the expedition leader,” she responded, and poked me in the nose with a single finger. “Don’t you?”

“I confess that I very much do.” Jacoby didn’t need to join us for me to get a thrill from being watched. I could admit that having someone watch and then participate was very hot.

In response to this, Vel stood and started dancing along with the singing Bard and several of the other team members. She then proceeded to rip her dress up over her head and threw it directly in my lap.

A chorus of laughter met this, along with some wolf whistles.

I grinned and scooped up Vellenia to even more cheering and whistles, then trotted off out of camp bounds.

“You’re bad,” I told her.

“Everyone should be more comfortable mating when the feeling is right,” she told me. I couldn’t argue with that. Her liberating attitude was refreshing to feel, and her body was even more refreshing to hold.

I began kissing her even as I princess carried her toward our ultimate destination.

“Is she following?” I asked.

“Mmm,” she moaned, and kissed up and down my neck. “She is.”

It turned out I didn’t need the confirmation: Eromancy told me that someone was focused on me. Not did I need to know who it was; the feeling I got using my Affinity was distinctly Jacoby.

I laid Vel down on one of the nearby hillocks and began exploring her body with my tongue. It’s a tough job, but a man’s got to do it. She writhed under my attention, shifting and moaning, humping the air. She tasted sweet, being a fairy, and oddly enough the mint green or pink parts of her tasted different from one another. Pink tasted more quintessentially fairy: light, sweet, and otherworldly, while green had more of her water aspect to the taste, which wasn’t a bad taste at all.

I raised one leg and massaged it, while kissing and licking at it, then switched over. The whole time, I felt the prickle of attention hitting the third eye place in the center of my forehead. I paid the Ingenuity Token this time and enjoyed the pervy thoughts Jacoby was putting out.

Ugh, how is it you can just advertise that you’re off to screw someone? How is it she wants him so often and so blatantly? Oh… he’s licking her inner thigh. Oh my.

Jacoby slid her own hand inside her pants and down to the place where I was licking. I could sense the motion from the intent, in a distracted, back-of-the-mind sort of way.

Mmm, I could get used to that kind of treatment.

Wait, that’s her— wow, it really does appear out of nowhere and— oh, he’s licking it.

It was at this point that Jacoby passed whatever check let her know that Eromancy connected the two of us mentally. She had a brief bout of panic, but when it was clear I didn’t mind and I didn’t stop licking Vellenia’s pussy, she calmed. I even adjusted the angle so I could see what I was doing through Jacoby’s eyes. With my own eyes closed, I could see what she perceived more clearly: me with an inhumanly long, broad tongue swiping it over the Nakamamon’s pure white slit, and occasionally driving up into her. Far into her.

Look at that tongue. Holy gods great and small, that’s something else. I’d give my right arm to have a tongue like that up in me. Ugh, her moans are turning me on. I want…

Jacoby shimmied out of her pants and kicked them aside. That finger of hers that had been on the inside of her thigh now parted her lower lips and began dancing around. She sank to the ground on shaky legs and gave out a shuddering breath of contentment.

The way he’s lifting her up by her ass… I bet he gets an even better angle like that. How deep is that tongue inside her? The way she’s playing with her nipples. She didn’t have those before when she got naked at the bonfire. They just appear when she’s aroused. Yes, girlie, play with your nipples just like this.

Jacoby tweaked her own, massaging and pressing, feeling her core heat up and moisture flood her fingers below. Gods, what she wouldn’t give for a man like this.

I pulled up on one of Vel’s legs and slid smoothly into her about halfway. The pleasure was intense, definitely more than before. She was clinging to me, and some of Jacoby’s intense emotion was washing through the connection using Eromancy. It had to be the sexual thoughts that were keeping the connection open this long. Seeing myself from this angle was like watching myself in a porno.

He’s not even fully inside her. Poor tiny thing, how can she bear the pain? But her fingers are digging into his hip, pulling him in. How?

I stroked fully down into Vel’s welcoming depths and watched with a bemused smile as she arched her back and moaned out loud. Her tail slid up and around my thigh, over my butt.

“Slow,” she moaned, “slow and deep.”

I obliged, wondering if I could last even five minutes like this. I’d been extending my endurance through almost daily activities with various team members, and of course my bond mate, but Eromancy had augmented my pleasure. I was feeling Jacoby’s nipples jolt her with pleasure over and over, as she twisted and pinched. I was feeling Jacoby’s clit as she rolled her fingers around it again and again.

Even running my hands up and down her leg, and kissing on her foot wasn’t helping. The feel of her leg slipping over my abs and chest were nearly as amazing as having her pussy clamp down on me.

It wasn’t long before Vellenia’s eyes shot open and fixed on Jacoby in the darkness. At the same moment, she grabbed onto my bicep, and her body tightened with impending orgasm. The tiny spasms were hitting her body, before her breath caught and she half told me what was happening.

Then she came.

Ohhh gods, ohhhh gods, I want that. I want that so badly. She’s definitely cumming.

No! What am I thinking? I can’t be fraternizing with another Agency member. I can’t be helping a man to cheat by sliding his big, thick tool into me and giving me orgasm after orgasm.

Shift, she’s looking at me.

Jacoby went on a tirade of conflicting thoughts while her own orgasm built, about how I was plowing Vellenia’s field, about how those nipples looked delicious and how amazed she was that Vellenia’s sex just appeared out of nowhere, then her tiny body somehow accommodated my length and girth. And how Fletcher wasn’t even done giving her the fracking of a lifetime.

With me backed up against a large boogie tree, Vel had me lift her up so she could mount me… or so that I could use her like a toy. Physicality versus her weight was simply no contest. She couldn’t have been more than a hundred pounds, and it was clear I could handle that weight easily. Jacoby watched as I lifted and dropped my bond mate onto my cock again and again. She had her hands clasped behind my neck, and reached out with all her tongues to lick my face and kiss me, at the same time in some cases.

She loves him and she loves the sex. There, I can see her tensing on the way to the next orgasm. All the muscles in her back are tightening up. She’s so beautiful. They’re so beautiful together.

The conflict continued: she wanted me, she wanted me to ravish her in the woods and inside my lab building, on the roof, in front of the fire. She would back her ass up into me and look over her shoulder, grinning mischievously. She would ride me, using her muscles to clamp down, and she’d shove herself down on me so she could feel me fill her up with seed. We’d cum together, with me protesting and her pinning my arms above my head.

And the whole time the dissenting voice said she couldn’t. I was taken. It would be a betrayal of this beautiful and desirable Nakamamon. She couldn’t get pregnant so early into her career, and she couldn’t frack him over and over while her belly filled up with child. He would slid his hands over her distended body from behind, and he would whisper things into her ear, about how great she looked and how many more babies he wanted. And she would end up with him inside her again, pleasing her and reassuring her that he still found her sexy. She knew me because of that strange ability… there was no question in her mind that I would make her feel like the gorgeous princess she was.

Maybe… but no she couldn’t. But what if… maybe that could work instead.

Jacoby came, and I came at the same time. I poured all I could up into my bond mate, while Jacoby wondered about the compatibility of human and Nakamamon. It dripped out of her while Jacoby came and wondered just how much there was to extract out of me. I felt the orgasm finally tip and spill over, and I felt her shudder as the ecstasy wash all through her body. She could force me to bust whenever she wanted, if I was hers. She could make me blast inside her, or on her ass, or on her tits, or on her face if she was feeling naughty.

Another person was in my Eromancy range. I gingerly placed Vel on the ground and called out, “Best get out of here, Oz. No spying on private, intimate moments.”

The presence was gone before I pressed Yes to confirm the expenditure of the Token. Ugh.

Jacoby freaked out and the effect of Eromancy was cut short as she passed a check against the ability. I received a flash of her sudden terror of exposure before the connection was cut.

This is Christopher wondering how mixed up this was going to get.