Bk 2, Chapter 6: Dawnpass

I patted the side of my stallion as it trotted along through the forest.

Three nights ago, I’d set off from the suitor ball, when I simply could not bear another minute of Mom and Micah, and went straight for the nearest horse.

Named Proudhoof, the horse was one of Gabby’s, her favorite, I believed. He was a noble white stallion, and I’d been a little happy to undermine my sibling.

Setting off from Southfalls after so little time spent here was a little sad, but after what Aunt Lora had told me about Dad and his sister, I had a sudden and urgent need to talk to my Aunt Sasha.

“How you doin’, Proudhoof?” I asked the horse, swinging down onto the grassy earth. The horse gave a snort.

“Betcha Gabby never takes you out of the stable, huh?” I chuckled. I grabbed a roll from the hasty saddlebag full of food I’d packed for me, and munched on it as I tied Proudhoof to a tree and plopped down on the grass, leaning against it. I closed my eyes, and let the weariness of the last three days of constant travel settle in.

———

When I woke up, Proudfoot was looking down on me curiously. Huffing a laugh, I stood up and climbed back onto Proudfoot’s saddle.

“Let’s go, buddy.” I said, drawing my steel dagger and slicing the rope binding him to the tree, and he trotted off.

———

“Micah, you can’t just keep showing up here.” Jess smiled at me as she opened the door. I grinned at her.

“And why is that?” I asked as Jess stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind her. I hooked an arm around her waist and pulled the outrageously busty half-elf against me so I could kiss her full lips. She hummed contently against my lips, her hand tangling in my shoulder-length black hair, the kiss deepening. Today was the fifth day of our courtship, and I’d visited her every day.

She still hadn’t invited me into her bed, which I was unhappy with. But I was content to simply show off my relationship with this astounding woman.

“Because! It’s not like my day revolves around you, Micah.” Jess teased, kissing my cheek.

“Are you quite sure?” I checked. She laughed.

“Yes, I’m quite sure.” she said.

“Anyways, I am here for a reason today. My friends are taking their ladies down to the lake? Perhaps you’d like to join me?” I invited.

“For a bunch of boys your age to ogle me?” Jess asked dryly.

“Do you have something against boys my age?” I lifted an eyebrow.

“For the most part, you’re all sex-obsessed perverts.” Jess shrugged innocently. I laughed.

“I cannot deny that.” I admitted.

“You want some arm candy to make the boys jealous, huh?” Jess winked. I nodded.

“I do.” I said truthfully. Jess tapped her lips, and I took the message, kissing them passionately.

“Mm. If you wanna show me off to all your friends, I have a question. Am I allowed to flirt?” Jess teased.

———

Jess and I made our way down to Belleton Lake, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her insanely huge tits and her amazing curves and slender waist.

“Stop staring, Micah.” she said lightly. I did, mostly, my hand slipping into hers. I led her across the way to my friends, four young men in their early twenties, just like me. First was Nikolas, a slim and tanned boy with bright red hair. Second was Jermaine, a dark-skinned boy who was incredibly muscular and was the only of the four who’d been beyond Southfalls. Third was Gregory, a boy who must have some trollish blood in him, as he was big, brutish, and a bit ugly. Fourth was Zane, a quiet brown-haired mage who worked at Southfalls’ premier magic shop.

“Hey, sexy.” Gregory chuckled at Jess. She wiggled her fingers in a hello. Nikolas’ betrothed, Angeline, looked horrifically jealous of Jess, which made me smile.

“You bagged a woman this gorgeous?” Jermaine grinned at me.

“Yeah, I did. Only took a few years.” I shrugged.

“A lot of years, he means to say.” Jess said, and kissed me lightly.

“Damn!” Nikolas laughed.

“If you’d ever want an upgrade, come find me.” Gregory winked.

“And, do tell, how are you an upgrade?” Jess prodded the boy.

“You ever seen a troll’s package? I’m only an eighth troll, but I guarantee I’m bigger than Micah.” Gregory taunted.

“Prove it.” Jess smirked.

“Sorry?” Gregory gaped.

“Prove. It.” Jess said, eyes glittering with amusement.

“Ah, I dunno.” Gregory said, his eyes flicking to his current sexual partner, Lasa, out in the lake with Zane’s wife, Brielle.

“Hey, man. You’re so confident, whip it out and let the sexy elf see it.” Jermaine grinned. Gregory did, and his cock hung out.

“It’s not hard. Can’t hardly measure it soft.” Jess pouted. I was completely stunned. I’d agreed Jess could flirt and mess with the guys, but this was wild.

Jess bounced once in her seat, and Gregory’s cock instantly started rising. Jess leaned over to me.

“Now yours.” she told me. I flushed hard, but pulled mine out. It was already fully hard, and I only flushed harder when I saw just how much bigger Gregory was than me.

Even Jess looked dazed at Gregory’s size. Now fully hard after ogling Jess, the partly trollish boy had a massive cock. I never knew Gregory was packing!

“Like what you see?” Gregory grunted at Jess, who blushed furiously. My heart was beating faster and faster as Gregory held Jess’ gaze while stroking his big hard prick.

“Damn! He’s a fucking cuckold!” I heard Nikolas whisper to Zane, who smirked. But I couldn’t find myself caring as Jess gave me a searching glance.

Whatever daze I was in seemed to clear.

“Uhhh... we should go, uh, swim.” I blurted. My cock was hard as aegis right now, from seeing Jess staring at Gregory’s great big cock, but I quickly tucked it away and tried to ignore the guffaws of the other four boys, or the way Jess walked closer to Gregory than she did me. Maybe I’d fucked up, royally.

———

Proudhoof trotted forwards up to the gate of Dawnpass. Aunt Sasha had left a ring at the house before she set off with her band of adventurers, the Stormcallers. The ring was a twin of the one she wore on her own hand, and they could track each other.

I’d taken the ring before I left Southfalls, and had tracked Aunt Sasha to Dawnpass. Thankfully, she was close by. Since the rapid expansion of her faction, she’d opted for jobs in only the first three realms, to stay relatively close to us. But the borders of the First or Third Realms were still fairly long journeys. Dawnpass was only four days journey on horseback, six on foot, so I’d made good time.

“Halt! Who goes there?” a voice called from the battlements of the wall surrounding Dawnpass. I didn’t know much about the town, but I presumed that if Aunt Sasha was here, the town needed that wall.

“Ryan Liakalyn. I’m looking for Sasha, of the Stormcallers.” I called up. The guard up on the wall leaned over the side that looked over Dawnpass and gestured. After five minutes of waiting, the big gate opened, revealing a woman, smiling at me.

She was my Aunt Sasha. Sandy blond hair, warm green eyes, and a generous bust. Mom claimed that Aunt Sasha had once been the bustier of the two, but when Mom got pregnant, hers had grown exponentially.

Aunt Sasha was also quite curvy, though she told stories where she’d been a bit slimmer. But unlike Mom, Aunt Sasha aged normally. She looked only a few years older than Mom now, a true MILF, to quote Dad.

“Ryan! Look how you’ve grown!” Aunt Sasha remarked as I slid off of Proudfoot, and swept my aunt up in my arms, hugging her tightly.

“So, what’s up?” Aunt Sasha asked, stepping back. Coming from a different world, Aunt Sasha understood and knew all the same odd things my Dad described in his journals.

“I needed to speak with you about something... personal.” I said reluctantly.

“Oh! Seems like a long way to travel for a conversation.” Aunt Sasha lifted an eyebrow.

“It’s important.” I insisted.

“I see. Is it private?” Aunt Sasha asked. I nodded.

“Alright. We can go to my room at the inn and talk there.” she said, touching my arm.

She led me through the quaint town and into the inn, up a flight of stairs and finally into room 201. I sat on the bed, and Aunt Sasha sat opposite me in an armchair.

“So. What’s so important?” she asked me.

“I... I think I’m in love with my mother.” I admitted. Aunt Sasha blanched.

“I spoke with Aunt Lora, who figured it out on her own, and she said you and Dad had... uh, experience. I figured I could come talk to you about it.” I said, embarrassed.

“Oh, Ryan.” Aunt Sasha sighed sadly.

“What?” I asked.

“Incestuous loves can be one of the most vibrant loves you ever feel. But they’re hard to do. People will find it repulsive.” Aunt Sasha explained.

“Yeah, I know. But... is it wrong to love my mother the way I do?” I asked.

“No. Not even a little bit. Love is love, Ryan. If you love her in romantic ways, you should tell her. Be bold, Ryan.” Aunt Sasha encouraged. I sighed.

“She’s being courted by a guy my age. Micah.” I admitted.

“Oh. That’s why you came. You needed help.” Aunt Sasha realized. I nodded. Aunt Sasha twirled a strand of sandy blond hair around her finger absently.

“Ryan, you’re an incredibly handsome man. And I mean, whew. Hot damn.” Aunt Sasha laughed, “So I think that if you tell your mother how you feel, it has a good chance of going right.”.

“I don’t know.” I stammered.

“Of course you don’t know. But you have to try, Ryan. If you love her, you have to try.” Aunt Sasha told me. I blinked and nodded.

“I’m going back. Now.” I said, and thanked my aunt before racing out of the inn.

———

After the lake, Jess had paused to sit on the cliff and stare out over the shimmering lake. I sat beside her, and she looked over at me.

“Are you going to leave me for Gregory?” I blurted self-consciously. Jess burst out laughing.

“No, I’m not. He’s hung like a stallion, don’t get me wrong. But he... he doesn’t make me feel something. Not like you do.” Jess whispered.

“But,” she added, “I saw your cock go hard once I started paying attention to Gregory’s. Is that the sort of thing you like?”

Shame exploded inside me.

“I... I, uh...” I trailed off helplessly.

“If you do, that’s ok.” Jess touched my face.

“Are you serious?” I asked her.

“Yes. Micah, you’re free to have whatever fantasies you want to have. If you get excited by the thought of me with other men, then feel free to fantasize about it all you want.” Jess shrugged.

“What if it was real?” I blurted. She looked at me, wide-eyed.

“Micah. Are you saying you want to watch me have sex with other people?” Jess blinked at me in disbelief.

“Yes?” I admitted, ashamed. Jess kissed me.

“I don’t know if... I don’t think I should... I need some time to think. I’ll come by your house when I’m finished thinking.” Jess said to me, and left me on the cliff’s edge, gazing at it. What the fuck had just happened?

———

Unbeknownst to everyone, Zane had put a quiet cuckold spell on Micah. Zane had been lusting after Jessiriani Liakalyn for years. He would have her.