"Yes, please!"

Teysa bit her lip. The room seemed very warm all of a sudden. Why not? What was their rush? She imagined kissing Aliara among those cushions, luxuriating in their softness, breathing deeply of the smoke...

"Yes!" Teysa looked to her right. Aliara was blushing, one hand over her mouth, as she realized what she had said. She looked imploringly at Teysa. The paladin turned to the Eel. "Yes, milady. We'd be honored."

The Eel stood up and took a deep drag from the hookah, then let the spout drop to the floor. She grinned and blew two thin streams of smoke out of her nostrils. "No need to thtand on theremony, my dear. You can call me Mithtreth."

Teysa swallowed and nodded. "W-what shall we do, Mistress?" The Eel grinned. "Ooh! I half-ecthpected you to protetht. Well then, if you're going to play with me, you've got to loothen up. Get comfortable. Why don't you thmoke? I inthitht." She gestured at the hookah.

Teysa sat awkwardly on the floor and reached for the hose. Next to her, Aliara sat as well. She still looked embarrassed, and beads of sweat dotted her brow. Teysa reached over and squeezed her hand. The Eel giggle and reclined into the cushions, one leg pointing into the air. "Don't be thy. Take a deep breath." She closed her eyes and dragged heavily on the hose.

Teysa lifted her hose to her mouth. She pursed her lips and, hesitantly, inhaled. Instantly a thick, **** cloud boiled up out of the hookah and filled her mouth. She coughed and sputtered. The Eel shrieked with laughter. "Amateur! Don't wathte it!"

Teysa's cheeks burned, but she was determined to see it through now. She took a deep breath, held it for a moment, then breathed out. Raising the hookah to her lips she inhaled in a single long, steady breath. The smoke that filled her mouth and throat was rich, warm and sweet. It had a honeyed taste that lingered on her tongue. She held it in her lungs as long as she could, feeling the warmth kindle inside her. Spots flared and danced in her vision, and she let out her breath in a great gust of smoke. Aliara looked worriedly over at her. "Tey? Tey, are you ok? You look kind of..."

A queasy smile crossed Teysa's face. She felt relaxed. So relaxed... her head was swimming. The hose dropped from nerveless fingers as she slumped back onto a cushion. "Li, you've gotta tryiss..." she slurred. Rallying her senses she made another attempted. "You've got to try thisssss." Aliara looked unconvinced, but she raised the hookah to her mouth and breathed in.

Teysa's head was heavy. Looking around was an effort of will. With all the concentration she could muster she rolled her head to the left and **** her eyes open. The Eel sat staring at her with a placid expression on her face, heavy-lidded eyes watching without curiosity. She was puffing out smoke rings. There was something about her gaze... Teysa suddenly felt hot. Very hot. It's burning up in here! Is it just me? The Eel had the right idea, she realized. She was naked. She was probably enjoying a cool breeze.

Teysa began to fiddle with the leather straps holding her armor on. Each one took an eternity to undo. "Li!" she called out through the fog, "gimme 'hand wif this." She laughed at the sound of her own voice and slumped over. She was making progress-- one pauldron rolled off into the corner, and her cuirass was dangling loosely.

Aliara appeared from somewhere. She was smiling vacantly, and wisps of smoke curled out of the corners of her mouth. When she spoke, her voice was bubble and cheerful, not at all like her normal morose tone. "I'll help! Lemme he'p!" She fumbled with Teysa's armor, tugging ineffectively. Between the two of them they managed to get the pieces off one by one. Teysa was momentarily distracted by her reflection in her pauldron, but soon enough she was in her leathers. Aliara sat back, satisfied. "Wan' more?" She held the hookah's hose up invitingly.

That seemed like a wonderful idea to Teysa.

Now everything was fine. Was it ever! She was still hot, though. She peeled out of her leathers and watched idly as Aliara undid her belt and stripped to her skivvies. They lay among the cushions wearing only their cotton smallclothes. The fabric felt incredibly smooth and luxurious; Teysa rubbed her back on it like a cat. But she was still too hot! She shrugged to herself and arched her back, sliding her last stitch of clothing down her thighs. The Eel was naked, so it couldn't be that bad an idea. Next to her, Aliara thought the same thing, and toppled over on her side as she lost her balance trying to remove her undergarments.

Aliara stretched and yawned, and Teysa found her gaze magnetically drawn to the half-elf's pert, round tits. They hung there in midair, seemingly defying gravity, with pale pink nipples pointing straight at Teysa. Each was a perfect teardrop shape, perky and smooth, that rested gently against Aliara's chest. Teysa fancied she saw a drop of milk dewing one of the nipples. She imagined what it would be like to suckle on one of those perfect breasts, feeling the warmth of it fill her mouth, the smell, the taste, Aliara's hands caressing her hair... one of her hands crept down between her thighs. Her cunt was soaking wet. She worked one finger inside herself, then another, working her wrist back and forth as she closed her eyes. Her fingers were slick now, sliding in and out of her. Her hand pumped away as she imagined Aliara grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back, shoving it down into- her hand abruptly stopped moving. She opened her eyes to see the Eel gripping her wrist tightly. The drow wagged a finger her in her face. "Naughty naughty! No thtarting without me!"

Teysa looked over at Aliara, who smiled seductively. "Wha' we do?" she asked, frustrated. She had been so close to release!

The Eel slapped her, hard, across the face. Then she grinned beatifically. "Mithtrethth, I thaid. Have a care how you addreth me." Teysa rubbed her cheek, but nodded. The Eel's expression brightened. "Now, which one of you wantth to tetht my toyth?"

Before Teysa could say anything, Aliara piped up.

"Me! Please, Mistress, pick me!"

"Very well. Allow me a moment..." the Eel reached into a wooden chest in the corner of the room and grabbed something, then brought it over for inspection. Teysa looked on in bewilderment. It looked a bit like a baton, and a bit like a bridle, and a bit like neither. It was L-shaped and made of some kind of black lacquered material. The longer limb of the L curved slightly inward and widened to a bulbous head. Its length was studded with tiny spheres. The smaller limb was straight but had the same texture. The whole thing was banded with leather straps that hung loosely from it.

The Eel stepped into the straps and pulled them up her legs. She squatted and stuck one hand between her legs, parting her nether lips with two fingers. Inside, Teysa saw, she was as pink as a human. With a grunt she slid the shorter limb of the L inside herself and pulled the straps tight around her legs, buckling them at the ends. The rings in her pussy lips jangled together as she adjusted herself. What she was left with looked for all the world like a lacquered ebony cock protruding from between her legs. She waggled her hips, causing it to swing back and forth.

"Alright, my thweet. On your kneeth." She stood imperiously over Aliara, pointing at the ground. "You, Teytha, dear. Lie back againtht the pillowth. Get comfortable. Thith one ith going to put her tongue to uthe. Ithn't that right?"
Aliara nodded. "Teysa, do you want to?" She sounded almost shy. "I mean... if you want to, I'd like to- to make you feel good."

Teysa smiled. By way of answer she reclined into a pile of soft cushions, letting herself sink into them. She spread her legs and hooked a finger into a beckoning gesture. Aliara crawled across the tent floor on her hands and knees, butt waggling as she went. She looped her arms around Teysa's thighs and bent forward.

She planted one kiss on Teysa's belly just below the navel, one on her mound, and one directly on her clit, a feather-light touch that sent tingles up Teysa's spine. Then she leaned in and parted her lover's pussy lips with her tongue.

"Oh. OHHHH!" Teysa's head lolled back. The feeling was sudden and intense. Every sensation coming from her pussy seemed magnified-- it seemed like her whole attention was rolled up tight and focused in that area. She felt like she could feel every inch and every fold of Aliara's tongue as it slid inside her. She twined her fingers through the half-elf's hair and stroked her head, squeezing involuntarily as a spasm of pleasure shot through her. Aliara groaned as Teysa pulled her hair but didn't stop.

Behind her, the Eel knee-walked over and admired Aliara's handiwork. She spat on one hand and reached between the half-elf's legs. Aliara jolted in surprise as the Eel began to rub her honeypot, expertly moving her hand in a circular motion. Her thumb gently flicked Aliara's pearl as her fingers caressed her lips, parting them slightly but not sliding between them. She rubbed up and down, forward and back, never setting a pattern and varying up her speed.

With her other hand she reached down and squeezed one of Aliara's tits. Beads of milk welled up between her fingers, and she laughed in surprise. "Oh! You're produthing, eh? Don't mind if I do!" She lay down on the floor next to Aliara and scooted her head under the half-elf's body. Grabbing one breast she popped the nipple in her mouth and squeezed the hanging sphere with both hands. Aliara yelped in surprise and stopped licking for a moment. The Eel withdrew and licked her lips. "Ambrothia! You're full of thurpritheth, my dear! You were bred by a drider, weren't you? You have a cave full of little thpiderth thomewhere?" She laughed merrily, but there was an edge to it. "You'll have to tell me how you ethcaped. Later. I won't tell!"

She slid her hand across Aliara's moistened quim, eliciting a gasp. "You're thoaking wet. Ready or not, here I come!" Gripping the half-elf's waist in one hand, she maneuvered her device so that it rested at the entrance to her slit. With a single bucking motion she thrust herself forward and impaled the half-elf.

"Oooouhhh!" Aliara grunted as the shaft slid into her. "Mistress! Oh, Mistress, it's... it's..."

The Eel grinned wickedly as she thrust. She slapped Aliara's ass with one hand, leaving a heavy red imprint. Each thrust caused the shorter end inside her to jump, and soon she was breathing heavily as well.

Aliara moaned in ecstasy. She continued to lick, but her movements became haphazard. Teysa grabbed her head in both hands and pushed it down, lifting her own hips, and Aliara resumed licking with fresh determination. Each of the Eel's thrusts pushed her face into Teysa's mound and sent a warm shiver up her spine. She sat back and enjoyed the view. The drow's breasts bounced wildly as she pistoned her hips into Aliara, the beads dangling from her pierced nipples jingling and flashing. Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, and her figure was perfect-- toned muscles standing out beneath smooth, unblemished skin. She had a wild look in her eyes as she thrust, a maniacal expression that grew in intensity. Aliara moaned and writhed beneath her.

Teysa felt her orgasm building. She reached down and began to rub herself furiously. Grabbing the back of Aliara's head in one hand she thrust her hips forward and was rewarded with a flurry of motion as the half-elf's tongue probed her soaking wet cunt. It was all too much; her head was spinning from the smoke, from the feeling of Aliara's tongue inside her, from the sight of the Eel's breasts bouncing and her hair flapping freely. Teysa's eyes rolled back into her head as she came, toes twitching, fists beating against the ground. She opened her mouth in a silent scream. Beneath her, Aliara was coming as well, her pussy twitching and spasming around the shaft of the Eel's device. She squealed happily. "Oh, oh, more, please, faster, please, faster, oh, OH, OHHHHHHH!"

The Eel leaned back, her toy sliding out of Aliara's pussy with a wet pop. She sat down heavily with a dazed look on her face and leaned back into the cushions. It took a moment for them to catch their breath. Teysa sprawled on her back, legs spread awkwardly, with Aliara facedown beneath her. Gradually her breathing returned to normal.

The Eel was already pulling on black leather smallclothes. "Thank you ladieth very much. That wath motht enjoyable. Do call on me when you're in the area, pleathe. In the meantime, do not let me detain you." She sounded very prim now, very proper. She picked up a small ceramic pitcher from the floor next to the hookah and doused the glowing coal atop it.

Teysa's head was clearing. She knew she should feel some shame-- this was exactly the kind of hedonist excess the Abbess had warned her about in her youth-- but basking in the afterglow, all she could feel was happy that she had shared this with Aliara. The haze of smoke was clearing as well, and she breathed freely. The air tasted odd after being immersed in the haze for so long.

They dressed slowly, stiffly, like sleepers awakening after a long night. Teysa noticed Aliara was avoiding her gaze, but didn't say anything. She didn't blame her-- she could barely believe it herself. What got into us? she thought. It didn't matter. They could talk about it later.

They left hand in hand.