Act the Hero

“I’m not leaving here without you.” Scilla said simply.

The Nymph looked simultaneously dismayed and a little thrilled, although from the shudder that followed it might have just been how stern Scilla’s voice had sounded.

“I was going for firm but reassuring! Does this girl have an authority kink or something? Just wait until she meets Snapdragon…”

The vines in front of her were navigable if she was careful, for a little while at least, they grew denser the closer she got but she’d cross the when she came to them.

Drawing upon all the grace she could muster as a member of the winter fae she began the treacherous journey towards the wall where the girl was bound. If she could perhaps free the girl from the teasing vines, then they could just walk out of here casually.

Well, Scilla could walk out, the nymph would probably have to be carried.

Fantasies flashed up in Scilla’s mind of her carrying out the petite damsel, head nestled deep in her breasts, deep brown eyes grateful, and horny, and willing to do anything to repay her saviour…

Caught up in her dreams, she didn’t notice the sensor vine until the heel of her foot brushed the very edge of it.

She froze and snapped her pale grey eyes up to meet the Nymph’s brown horrified ones, her gaze trailing up the node as the cluster glowed angrily and snapped a tremor down it’s vines. The nymph’s lithe body tensed as she twisted uselessly against her binds, trying to resist even as the long-delayed orgasm began to crash into her-

“Don’t you dare!” Scilla snarled, more in panic as the magical pressure in the air jumped up several degrees.

Immediately the Nymphs breath hitched, and she stopped breathing, her eyes huge even as her pupils dilated. Her spread legs quivered madly, and she had clenched her toes so hard Scilla could see the tendons in dainty her feet sticking out. For an unbearable moment both of them were frozen, neither one of them daring to move before the Nymph let out a long, ragged breath and stared dreamily at Scilla despite her lack of climax.

Scilla stared back and let out her own sigh, hers was more of relief and she swept a hand across her sweaty brow.

“Thank the Creator she’s so obedient... She thought as her own pussy throbbed relentlessly.

“Good girl…Good work, Don’t blow just yet…” She breathed raggedly, somewhere along the line her elegantly styled hair had come loose from it’s trappings and was now spilling over her neck and shoulders in a snow-white cascade. She ran a hand through it, tucking one long tress behind her ear while the rest hung down in front of her eyes, tickling the tops of her breasts delightfully.

“Mmm…I must look so…wild! No wonder she’s practically streaming…”

Indeed, despite the fact she hadn’t cum, the Nymph’s pussy was leaking a prodigious amount of sparkling fluid. The smell of it filled Scilla’s nose amidst the overpowering scent of her own sweat and wetness, sending pleasurable tingles across her body.

The girl shuddered at the command, dark green nipples stood at perfect attention and she looked at Scilla with a look of pure longing heat.

“I wonder how many vines I’d have to walk through before she disobeyed me…” She thought idly, her pussy pounding in time to her own roaring heartbeat.

She frowned.

This wasn’t right was it?

"Get it together Scilla, You're a retainer of the most noble winter court! Stop acting like one of those summer court tarts!"

She wiped her forehead again and forced her matted hair out of her eyes, tying it back into a simple, albeit long ponytail as she breathed deeply. Her skin felt incredibly sensitive, the silk of her dress teasing her nipples as she felt beads of sweat lose run down her neck and chest, into the crevasse of her modest cleavage.

Her blue skin breaking out in goosepimples as pleasant tingles radiated frim her pussy, threatening to break her concentration as she slowly stepped over and around the sensor vines. Although it was probably only a few moments after what felt like an eternity Scilla made it to the girl.

“Just one more step!” She thought, “Then she would be close enough to remove the gag and shove her pussy right onto-Save her! Remove the gag and save her! That’s what I will do…”

As she was taking the last step however, she spotted a hidden sensor vine, obscured until the very last moment. Scilla panicked, already mid step she had committed! Twisting awkwardly in mid air Scilla did some very hasty one-legged gymnastics. Keeping her right foot still so as not disturb any of the vines, her left leg flailed, arms wind milling as she tried to keep her balance before planting her left foot firmly away from the tangle of sensor vines, parallel to her other foot but far enough away that she felt a distinct stretch in her groin and upper legs.

Unfortunately, such a position wasn’t the best for balance and her arms continued to wave wildly as she tried to balance herself. She panicked as she began to overbalance backwards and with a small beat of her wings pitched herself forward. She flung her hands out, hoping to find something to grip on the wall of the hollow or in a pinch, perhaps some of the thicker vines binding the nymph, hoping to The Creator that touching them wouldn’t trigger a reaction.

Scilla’s hands found purchase and she gripped tight for dear life as she steadied herself. When she was sure she had her balance she looked down to check if the Nymph was okay and blanched as she saw the position her antics had put her in. She was stood, legs spread nearly as far as they could while keeping her standing, her crotch inches away from the green girls face.

Worse still, when she had thrown out her hands to balance herself Scilla had inadvertently grabbed two great handfuls of mossy green hair. If having her hair yanked pained the nymph at all it didn’t cross her features, her eyes were transfixed on the spot between Scilla’s legs. Her dress had ridden up slightly and become twisted while she was struggling to place her feet and now it pressed tight against her quim, giving a faint outline of her lips as she stood there.

The girl took a long deep breath through her nose as Scilla’s scent filled the air and shuddered noticeably. She started forward as far as her bonds would allow her, her cheek brushing against Scilla’s inner thigh.

Scilla’s fingers tightened, gripping those green locks between white knuckles as her entire body thrummed in need.