[More Dom-Sub switching]

You let yourself be escorted to the camp by the green squad, tugged along as Thalk begins ladling soup into the wooden bowls. They pull you onto one of the logs around the fire and sit on either side of you, more like guards than lovers. The wood is rough on your bare ass, your balls resting uncomfortably on its splintered ridges. But you're not about to be a bad guest.

And to be fair, it's not a terrible situation.

Elx lifts your arm without asking and slides in beneath it, nestling herself against your chest. The top of her head presses against you, copper hair soft as moss, her body radiating a heat as strong as the flames ahead.

You steal a glance at her, still not fully believing how things are going. Why are they so interested in you, a human?

With your left hand, you gently flick a few strands of hair from her face. She tilts her head up, big eyes locking onto yours with that mischief you've come to expect. Her eyebrows rise in a silent, playful question. You can't fight the smile creeping on your lips.

To your right, Kaasx puffs out one cheek but doesn't comment, having already sold half your attention for a handful of candy. Still, she leans in, resting one arm around you while the other toys with the hilt of your sword. The actual sword, you naughty boy.

"Hehe..." Elx giggles in that deliberate, teasing pitch. "Human, open mouth."

You hesitate. "Why? You're not sure if she's about to feed you something or spit in your mouth. She's just that much of a gamble.

You glance at Kaasx. Unbothered... Then at Thalk. She throws a look your way, but ignores you just as quickly as she gives the attention. Fair enough.

Elx is still watching, her hand slipping into her cleavage and staying there. "Open mouth," she repeats, biting her lip.

After a gulp, you decide to follow her order. Half-parted and trembling, your lips await whatever surprise she has in store for you.

"Good," she purrs, like she's training a pet. A moment later, she lifts a closed fist. "Close eyes."

You pause. Leaving yourself ****, again, would be nerve-wracking, but at the same time... kind of hot. And, if you're being honest, you're starting to like it here. Risk builds trust, right?...

Your eyes slip shut as Elx throws something hard in her mouth. Darkness... You hear it click sharply against her teeth. Her tongue plays with it, the sound echoing closer. Then silence. Moments later, breaths, soft, trembling, close enough to stir the tiny hairs on your neck. Her hair brushes your collarbone, tickling where her head leans in. You can smell her. Sweet, fruity... Her breath warms the air inside your mouth. She's just inches away. If you moved the slightest bit forward, your lips would touch.

You're about to to crack, the itch to take a look as stressful as the need for a breath underwater. You feel your lips dry from the hot air going down your throat. Without control, your tongue slips out to moisten them, meeting another pair of lips by accident. A trap... She seizes the moment. Her tongue captures yours and pulls it into her mouth, into a pool of sweetness like a tentacle dragging you into quicksand. The sensation makes your head light. You could pull away. But should you?...

...

Of course you don't. You burn inside this strange pleasure, like choosing to say in a blazing inn with the door wide open.

Your eyes open to see hers, half-lidded, hypnotic, golden. Satisfied but needy. Happy. She knows you like it. Then, her tongue pushes something into your mouth. It's warm. Slippery. Hard... Sweet. Ca-

"Eat Food! Candy after!" Thalk's voice slices through the moment, sharp as the ladle she waves in warning.

Elx swiftly pulls away, hand swiping her mouth while Kaasx snickers at the interruption, flashing Thalk a silent look of praise. Your mouth still carries the heat, the stickiness. Her candy lingers on your tongue, sweet and soaked in spit.

"Human like candy?" Kaasx asks, voice sly. "Kaasx give three candy if human listen to Kaasx."

"Elx give four," Elx says, smug, like they're haggling for your soul. "Give like this," she adds, whispering, tongue twisting suggestively.

"..." Your cock gives a lazy pulse of interest and stirs a tingle through you. It's just regular, cheap candy. But they feel more like little favors.

Back and forth they go, each raising the stakes. Extra rewards. Extra promise. Despite the interruption, something's become clear.

Candy is valuable here... More than you would have ever thought. Your sword could trade for just short of a thousand... And you imagine what that might look like. A swarm of forest sluts on a sugar rush, climbing you like a tree... Like-

A hand suddenly reaches towards you, cutting your thoughts short.

Thalk... Her palm waits under your mouth. "Spit," she orders, soft but firm.

You return a defensive stare. The increasing familiarity is slowly turning her into something of a strict wife, with something else in there as well... Something off...

The hand's not going anywhere. Meanwhile, you give the sweet rock another lick, swallowing every now and then as it slowly melts. Every time it shifts, every time it touches the roof of your mouth, you picture another kiss from Elx. Her tongue. Her breath. Her pitchy voice vibrating your lips.

The fun. The excitement... And she wants to take it away from you...