Complications (Act II)

You and Fineth had made quick work of preparing for your departure, powered by animosity as much as proficiency. You were both eager to put the capital behind you. You’d been told to depart tomorrow morning, but the thought between you all had been rather than delay the inevitable, to depart with all haste.

“I am sorry this is happening to you” You spoke to him as you were inventorying your haversacks in his house before a final pack up. “No one should be made unwelcome in their own home or an enemy of their own family. It’s not your fault.”

“I know it’s not my fault” His neutral, ambivalent tone was clearly overcompensated and forced, trying to hide and mask his inner turmoil “He’s self-centered, officious, judgmental, and spiteful. He projects himself onto everyone around him to put them on defense and not challenge him. And he’s allergic to accountability and fidelity.” You reached out to grab his hand, stopping his body and mind.

“It’s okay. You’re not your father.” You gave his hand a slight squeeze, which he slowly pulled away.

“I know. That’s never been the problem.” As he continued packing “The problem is that I could never stand up to him. Never stop him from hurting my mother.” He paused, hearing his words “Not like that. He was never abusive, physically, but after a while he stopped trying to hide that he was sleeping with other women and that he didn’t care for her or about her.”

“I’m so sorry.” Though your own people were far from perfect, society back on the island never allowed that kind of behavior. The ostracization would have been too severe for anyone to even think of being that brazen in their romantic betrayals. “You haven’t spoken much of your mother, and I’ve yet to see her. Where is she?”

Fineth took a slight breath as he looked into your eyes for once “She is with her own family now, in the Final Embrace of Dineth the Destroyer.” There was a pause, as he seemed to change the tone, if not the topic. “She would have liked you, Brenvira” he smiled faintly.

“I’m sure I would have liked her too. She raised you, after all.” The small smile grew larger, as he nodded faintly. “Thanks, I needed that. Now, let’s quit our moping, and be about this.” The last few things being packed up were a quick matter. Carrying them over to the door, Fineth returned to the center of his borrowed house. You followed closely behind “comfort aside, I don’t know that I’ll miss this place that much.”

“I don’t know” you commented “I think there were some good memories to recall.”

Fineth chuckled, understanding the implication of your first night in the Empire, the night of passion you shared. “Fair point, that was wonderful.” He turned towards you, his arm around your shoulder “YOU are wonderful.” He slowly leaned in for a long, romantic kiss, that you gladly reciprocated. “I’ll miss the privacy, of not hiding this from anyone.”

“It’s a shame you feel you have to” You both were startled by a familiar voice. Amarna had let herself in, packed herself and ready to go. Feeling heat in your face and embarrassment, you both started to try and untangle from each other.

“Oh please, don’t mind me.” She said dismissively, motioning her hand down “You two aren’t half as secretive as you think.” She had a coy smile on her face “I knew you and Fineth had fucked the day I met you.” Bringing two fingers near her face “Saw it in both your eyes.” She slowly slid her own haversack onto the ground “I didn’t get the relationship at first, but it makes sense now. I’m happy for you both. I just wish I wasn’t left out.”

“Well that’s to be expected.” Fineth commented “You’d never been one for boundaries, physical or otherwise.”

“Oh come on” She said sweetly, “make me sound like a rapist. I know how to take no for an answer. I just don’t know how you people can dedicate yourself to just one person. Don’t worry, I won’t try anything to break you up. I’ll let you have your privacy, while you still get it. Just don’t keep me waiting too long” She turned back around, before seeing the infamous painting on the wall that had startled you not a few days prior “Wow!” She exclaimed in surprise, before looking at Fineth “I know I shouldn’t judge, Finny, but your father is a pervert.”

“Yes, he is.” He relented, a somber public admission. The elvish rogue picked her bag up and headed outside, leaving the two of you alone.

“I know I shouldn’t pry,” you began “the past is the past. I am just increasingly curious, what was the nature between you two? What stopped?”

“If I’m honest, that, actually” as he nodded his head towards the door “she can’t or won’t dedicate herself to only one person. She wanted to be with me, and also be with other men. I tried to play along for a while, but I couldn’t do it. I didn’t try and make her choose between me and anyone else, I don’t even know if we were really at the point of making a lifelong commitment to each other to have that kind of ultimatum.” His words became more drawn out, slight pauses between. “I just removed myself from that environment, and not long after, removed myself from adventuring altogether. It wasn’t how I wanted things to go at the time. I suppose I should be thankful though.”

Your face scrunched in confusion “Thankful for her infidelity? Why?”

“Had she been” he paused for a moment, resorting to a more bland word “Normal, let’s say, events wouldn’t have gone as they had, which means I probably wouldn’t be standing here with you.”

“good answer” you smiled earnestly as you stared at him, longingly. Your lover bent his neck slightly, slowly, building up the anticipation as your lips met each other again. As they moved apart, your tongues found their way to each other instinctively, dancing in harmony between your mouths. Your body raced, eager for more, though he was more constrained. With reluctance, he broke the kiss, inching his way back to look at you.

“We shouldn’t keep her waiting.” He began to break the tension of the quiet between the two of you

“Are you sure? We might not get another opportunity for a while.” You looked around the house. Though the opulent wealth was discomforting still, having one more chance for Fineth to spread your legs and make you cum would certainly make the time and space more comfortable.

“I’m sure. We’ll figure something out.” He squeezed your hand gently “I like you, a lot. Especially regarding Fucking. But I’d be here with you even without that. Come on.” With a quiet motion, you both grabbed your sacks and headed on your way out. As you journeyed through the busy streets of Egrodimna, Armandra started to break the silence between you all.

“How long do you think it’ll be?” She asked “You know, until we come back here.”

“Oh, if we’re lucky?” Fineth said with a slight smile as he took a quick scan of the bustling city. “we’ll never step foot here again.”

“Well, that’s rather unequivocal.” You remarked “Do you truly hate this so much?”

“This is just where all of the past is. Our future is out there” He nudged his head forward towards the city gate. “ Call it limited vision, but I imagine if we come back here, something has failed.”

“Only time will tell. For now, let’s just see what the rest of this eventful day will bring.”

It was a quiet journey out of the capital of the Sylran Denolo Empire. You and Fineth had a good deal to think about, you imagined Armandra just wasn’t that much of a conversationalist. For yourself, that you were once again the furthest you’d ever been from your home weighed upon you, and that with each step, the distance grew further. The plan, the hope, was that you would be able to return back to Hylsa and have your people be freed of their prison like captivity. As you walked further away, the chances of that happening seemed more remote with each step. It was too early to despair and lose hope, you reminded yourself, Varissa certainly wouldn’t have chosen you to be the Champion of her mission and prophecy for you to quit now.

Having left so late in the afternoon, the sun fell quickly, giving you little time to make distance before the sun fell. Camping under the stars for the night, a fire was foregone in favor of eating some of the lighter, fresher food that wouldn’t need to be cooked. The starlight away from the town walls reminded you more of home, the constant sea of stars you could see. Staring, riding a wave of memories, you’d missed Armandra’s antics. Being a rogue, you could scarcely blame yourself for not having noticed until she broke your line of sight, standing over you, completely nude. Despite your startled appearance, she seemed completely unaware or unbothered.

“You know, you’re actually rather lucky” She began, paying no heed to your reaction “Most Drow never really get to see the stars or the moon”

“Yes” you replied, somewhat annoyed “I’m well aware.”

“Sorry,” She responded “Not trying to insult your intelligence or anything. Just, helps put things into perspective you know. What the rest of us all take for granted. Reminder of what’s really special.”

“Indeed. Armandra, while we’re stating the obvious, you’re undressed, and I feel I must know why”

“Well, I got ahead of myself, slightly” She said with a faint smile “and I’m going somewhere with this, I swear.” She looked back at Fineth, calmly playing his lute without a care in the world, your eyes followed hers “He’s a pretty great guy, and you both are lucky to have each other.”

“This is about you being left out, isn’t it?”

“That is pretty obvious at this point, isn’t it?” She retorted back, with her witty little smile as she sat next to you “Here’s the thing, Fineth matters a lot to me too. I just want to have some fun, with both of you, if I’m honest.”

“You really think he would go for something like that? From what I understand, that behavior is what separated you two in the first place.”

“Well, sort of. Mostly that, yes. This is different though.”

“How so?” You asked.

“Because it’s you” She smiled “If it was with me and you, the bard would change his tune, I promise.” She leaned in and squeezed your hand “At least be honest and tell me that you do want him”

“Yes” you admitted “more than any man before.”

“Don’t you want to see how his cute face would look, seeing both of us?” There was a seductive tone in her voice that was beginning to feel compelling “Doesn’t the idea of satisfying one of his deepest fantasies, one he won’t even admit to, thrill you?”

“Okay Armandra” You replied with a nod and a slight smile “I’m not sure he’ll go for it like you think, but I’m willing to see.”

“Oh, I promise, he’ll jump out of his skin” You chose to rely on Armandra’s confidence; she knew Fineth longer, clearly, and you’d need to rely on what she knows. ‘no better exercise of building trust than this’ you told yourself.

Still, surprisingly, completely unawares, Fineth was playing on his flute. His eyes closed, deeply engrossed in the work, it seemed almost wrong to interrupt him when he was in his element. You and Armandra decided rather than to tap or nudge him, that you would merely stand in his presence, for whenever he opened his eyes. The both of you were growing impatient, as he played eyes closed all the way to the end of the song. Armandra’s prediction of his reaction was pretty accurate; seeing the two of you standing stark naked in the warm evening air, radiant in desire, caused him to jump in a start.

“Fuck!” he let out after a shout of surprise “You two are trying to put me in an early grave or something” Touching his hand to his chest, staring to really take in the sight before him “I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Can’t be real. This is some fey trick, or magic…”

“Why not?” Armandra asked coyly.

“Cause I didn’t even see the two you like this together in my dreams.” He paused, his mouth getting dry quickly “Whatever this is, is dangerous”

“Oh my sweet Fineth” You interjected, “the three of us have risked our lives together in combat before, and likely will again. This is what you consider dangerous?”

“Listen,” he paused as he watched you two sit on either side of him “We have a good thing going here. I don’t want this to get fucked up.”

“One night won’t hurt, right?” Armandra asked, as her hands moved towards the hem of his pants.

“Everyone here wants this.” You added, admitting your own desire has risen. “Even you.”

“Especially me,” Fineth countered as he put down his flute, his hands exploring the bodies of the women on either side. “Fuck it,” He relented as he heaved his own clothes off, tossing them wherever they fell in the dirt “You’re both right. Something goes south, it won’t be because of tonight.”

“You worry too much,” Armandra consoled “just relax, I’m sure you’ll come around when you remember what this feels like” Giving Fineth’s cock a few strokes to keep it hard, she bobbed her head down to suck on it. As if her words weren’t enough of a hint, this was clearly not the first time she had done something like this; evidenced both by the amount she was able to get down her throat, and the moans of your lover. You hadn't done anything of the sort before, with Fineth or any of the Drow back home. It was romantically intimidating, seeing up close what other women could do that you clearly hadn't even tried.

Looking up at you in the middle of her blowjob, she came to a stop, stroking Fineth's length.

"It's okay Brena" she said softly "no one is competing tonight." She looked at Fineth, remarkably quiet as he reveled in the moment, and than back at you "In fact, I think we can do something more cooperative. Just follow my lead." Adjusting her legs back, she leaned further forward to compensate, cupping her boobs in her hands, moving towards his cock. As you matched her movements, Fineth's cock was warmly surrounded by the soft skin of both sets of boobs. Moving together, squeezed against him, your bodies moved against him.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing" Fineth finally broke the silence.

"What about what you feel? You can trust in that, yes?" You asked

"Unquestionably" He replied in earnest with a nod, and a moan "Fuck, that's good"

"Working together" Armandra giggled slightly at her own statement "A good pair, don't you think?"

"In more ways than one" He added back between moans.

"I don't think he's going to last too long" You had a slight giggle yourself, enjoying his moans and squirming. Seeing the pleasure he was experiencing made it worth it and drove your desire too.

"That's okay" She turned to Fineth "go ahead. Cum on these gorgeous tits. You know you want to" She picked up her pace, and you did as well, before a warm eruption of cum spouted from his cock, all over both of you.

In a rare moment for him, Fineth was out of words "wow, you two. That was...beyond amazing"

"Glad you liked it," Again, you followed Armandra's lead, lifting of him and shaking your boobs slowly from side to side, displaying the load he empties out on such a beautiful landscape.

"I'd go again right now if I could" He gripped his cock, still half erect, struggling to get more. "We should probably call it a night." He added a last, bittersweet moment "there's a conversation we're probably going to need to have about more of this, and what that means, but it can at least wait until morning." No one in a hurry to dress themselves, the three of you retired to your tent together in the nude, sharing body heat to sleep soundly through the night.