Continuing the Morning Checkup ♥

The Drakling slowly rolls her hips forward and back, sliding her saliva-slickened shaft through the soft valley of Adeline’s ass, those plush cheeks squeezed around a decent amount of her dick by Khalia’s kneading hands. Gentle pulses of pleasure flow through her body, but she doesn’t let herself get swept away by those weak waves. The barbarian’s brow furrows as she considers her first fiancée’s question.

What will Krvavy spend her Divine Favour on?

The first thing that comes to mind is her long desired Inventory. Having what is essentially a personal pocket dimension to freely store whatever she wants whenever she wants is... it is an immensely convenient thing. And it is something that Krvavy may well need for the journey back home. Though that mostly depends on how much of Thea’s old stuff they’ll be taking with them...

On top of that, this isn’t a trait that Krvavy can just get whenever she wants. It is expensive. Saving up enough favour to finally be able to afford it is not an easy thing, not when there are plenty of other – more affordable – options that are still very much worth buying. And while Krvavy doesn’t know exactly how many points she has right off the top of her head... She almost certainly has enough for that. Just killing the Duke got her a ton, then there are the points that she got for levelling up all those times, not to mention...

Her attention flits towards the notification that popped up last night, when she gave her little princess that beautiful ring.

+6 Divine Favour, for forming a symbiosis of souls with Thea.

The Drakling definitely has enough favour to finally buy her Inventory. But... Again, there are plenty of other traits that would be really good to get as well. So is it worth pushing those back just to keep herself from having to lug around some heavy backpacks...?

“Hahhh~...” A soft sigh is coaxed past Krvavy’s lips as her Halfling’s thin, coiling tail tightens around her cock. “I’m not quite sure.” She idly answers, though Thea has already turned away. “That’s probably something we should all talk about and decide on together, anyway.”

The silver-blonde brat simply shrugs her shoulders. “You want to call the others and have one big, long-distance meeting?”

“Yeah... just not right now.” Sure, both Beryl and Inanna are probably up by now, but... Krvavy’s emerald eyes drop down to the two girls lying on the bed in front of her, the soft noises they’re making blending into the background. “Later, when we have a bit more spare time. Maybe... in the evening?”

The noble girl pauses, her dainty fingers idly drumming against a drawer. “Hmph. It would be nice to have breakfast first, at the very least...” With a subtle shake of her head, Thea returns to rummaging through her wardrobe, pushing the open drawer in and pulling out another.

Gentle gasping moans lazily dance through the air. “Hehhehehhh~...!” Some are closer to cackling laughter, albeit quiet and a little subdued. “Hhhhhmmhheiihh~...!” Other are... rather muffled, those lewd squeaks nearly silenced by a pair of great, green-skinned tits.

The barbarian bites her bottom lip. And not just because of the bliss lazily washing over her. This talk of favour has got her thinking... She hasn’t really had a chance to properly look over her stat sheet since... well, it wasn’t that long ago, but a lot happened in that single night, and then she didn’t get a chance to look at it yesterday... So... might as well change that now.

“Uhhh...” Krvavy slowly blinks, focusing on one specific detail over all others. A few words on a line that usually goes ignored. She even stops thrusting against Adeline’s ass. Much to that timid girl’s disappointment, those needy squeaks muffled by Khalia’s tits.

Thea glances back over her shoulder. Her brow furrows as she looks the barbarian up and down, eyes narrowing behind the lenses of her slightly askew glasses. The girl may not be the most perceptive, stat wise, but she knows Krvavy well enough to at least get an idea of what that ‘uh’ was about.

The nonphysical sensation of Inspect pokes at the edge of Krvavy’s awareness. She lets it through with hardly a thought.

“Oho~?” A dainty hand quickly comes to cover Thea’s growing grin. “Did I do that~?”

“Probably...?” Krvavy shrugs, still staring at her new title. “‘Savior of Svaneti’... You more of less called me that last night, in front of your brother... and his whole court.”

Thea lifts her chin high, looking as smug and arrogant as a naked girl squatting down in front of an open wardrobe could ever hope to be. “Hopefully this is an indication that such a title stuck~! The people should be grateful for what you have done for them~!”

“I may have killed the Duke, but savior?” Krvavy softly shakes her head, glancing over to that brat. “Even ignoring how much of this place got razed before I ‘saved’ it, I wasn’t the one who got the Duke’s army to pack up and head home when they could have instead continued attacking. That was your brother.”

“Hmph!” That beautiful brat haughtily huffs, lowering herself onto her knees and turning her body to better face the barbarian, looking almost dignified and a little lady-like with how she is sitting. “Dimitrios could only have done that because you saved him...!” She quite firmly points out. “So stop being so humble! This title is well earned and well deserved! And it is much better than your previous one. You were hardly even a ‘Wanderer’ anyway, carving out our home and hardly travelling far from it...”

Khalia’s bestial legs squeeze around her Draconic Mate’s completely stationary waist. “Rrrhmnhh~...!” She impatiently whines, her beige-brown fur rubbing against the smooth fabric of some tight pants and a considerably looser top.

“Anyway~...” Thea’s smug smile returns, her soft-blue eyes twinkling behind her glasses. “You grew quite a bit more powerful from slaying that bastard and his men~. My, your Stamina and Mana increased by about as much as I have in total~! And your Health increased by two thousand points~!”

The corners of Krvavy’s lips twitch upwards, her ego swelling nearly as much as her cock. “Just wait until I level up again~. My health jumped up when I got that third milestone trait for Might, so just imagine how much it’ll skyrocket when I get Toughness to one-hundred~!”

“Oh yes~,” those words pass through Thea’s kissable lips as more of a moan than anything else. “And look at your other attributes too~! Look how high your Charisma and Allure have gotten~! My, I wonder just who may be responsible for that~!”

The Drakling’s attention turns back to her stat sheet, drawn towards the rather hefty boost hanging around in the effects column. It isn’t a surprise that those are the two stats that Thea’s mark shares with her. Where Khalia is mighty and tough, where Beryl is dexterous and perceptive, this beautiful blonde is charismatic – in her own bratty way – and oh so alluring~.

“Re–mem–ber~,” Krvavy all but sings that single word, emerald eyes gleaming like the bright gems they share a colour with. “I get those extra points based off your own Base stats, so you’d better keep increasing them if you want me to keep getting more and more from our bond~.”

The silver-blonde brat lightly bites her bottom lip, the rosy hue colouring her cheeks growing far more red. “Hmph, if it cannot be helped~.” No matter how hard she tries, Thea can’t make that complaint sound even slightly reluctant or annoyed. Though even if she could get that tone right, her bright and beaming smile would betray it. “I already get one point to Charisma simply for being a Human, so I suppose that I can sacrifice another to Allure each level, at the very least~. That would still leave me with five points to use as I see fit~,” her brow furrows a bit, “perhaps more if I take Skilled Soul...”

A pleasant heat rises from Adeline’s plump pussy, that incredibly tight hole so very close to Krvavy’s colossal cock as it rests atop the tiny blonde’s bountiful bottom. The Halfling wiggles and squirms as she lies atop Khalia’s buff body, her hips weakly bucking back against that gigantic Draconic dick, her thin mousy tail coiling tighter around its girth.

That burning need, along with Khalia’s increasingly impatient rumbling, finally makes Krvavy realize the great sin that she has committed. To rectify that wrong, the Drakling resumes her idle thrusting, much to the delight of her lewd Halfling and horny hyena of a Were-Beast.

“Well... if you insist that I keep increasing my Allure~...” Again, Thea doesn’t seem particularly upset about that. Though, being the brat that she is, the girl does seem to be trying to put on that air, going so far as to cross her arms beneath her bare breasts. But that just lifts those handfuls up for Krvavy to better see. “I wonder...” She tilts her head to the side, glasses slipping just a little down the bridge of her nose. “What attributes you will focus on next?”

Krvavy takes a moment to consider that question, savouring the sensation of her cock grinding against Adeline’s ass. “I was – hah~... – thinking of boosting my Rationality a bit~. Touch of the Ancients will make that a less effective on my mana rege–ehhn~!”

“Eeeieiih~!” Adeline’s sharp squeak blends with the barbarian’s breathless gasp, her rather big butt squished around that Drakling’s dick by those kneading, paw-like hands.

“But~...!” Krvavy quickly continues on, briefly biting her bottom lip. “But... It’ll still increase how much – nnh~... – mana my axe can generate~.” Absentmindedly, she brings the description for Soulbound Weaponry into focus, to see just how high its regen already is. Almost ten points per minute, when not manifested. Amazing~...! “It is already way better than my own regen~. Still, it doesn’t hurt to get more though~.” And, thinking about it, Krvavy really should pull some mana out of that thing to top up her own very slowly filling pool. But she’d need to manifest her axe for that, so... It can wait a little longer.

Amber-gold eyes gleam in the warm light of the morning sun. “Ehhehhehehhh~...!” Khalia’s toothy grin grows wider and wider, her clawed fingers sinking into the yielding flesh of Adeline’s ample ass, squeezing out more squeaky moans from that shuddering Halfling.

“I could also~... hahhh~... do with a bit more Perception~...” A blissful sigh is drawn past the Drakling’s parted lips as the thin tail coiled around her cock tightens its grip. “To make casting a bunch of spells at once easier~... And als-oOH~!” That bottom-heavy bunny-mouse bucks her butt back at the barbarian. “Also because it’d be a good – hh~! – idea to get the next milestone tr-aiiits for each of the stats that’re boosted by our – mhh~! – marks~! So that they have better weighting in the health, stahmina, ahhhnnd mana calculations~!”

Thea’s blush burns brighter and brighter as she watches her Draconic lover thrust faster and faster against the round rear of her fellow fiancée. “I~... I see~.” She rather calmly states, her attention firmly locked on the drooling tip of that Drakling’s dick, slick pre spraying out onto the bunny-mouse girl’s back. “So you are basically going for fifties all across the board~?”

“Iii~...! I gueessshh~!” That response hisses through Krvavy’s clenched teeth, her hefty sack pulling tight against her body, clawed toes curling into the carpet beneath her inhuman feet. “Nghhh~...!” She groans, trying to hold herself back while still rushing towards her inevitable bliss.

Pulses of pleasure echo through the barbarian’s very being, bringing her to the peak... and swiftly pushing her beyond.

“Arrwhoooo~!” Khalia can’t keep her excitement contained, howling in pure joy as the first spurt of seed erupts from her Mate’s throbbing cock, that thick rope of creamy cum arcing through the air. “HAHHAWHOOO~!” Cackling laughter mixes with those loud howls, Khalia’s head tilting back and pressing into the bed as her eyes follow that flying load.

Krvavy’s hips slam into Adeline’s ass, pushing that Halfling just a little further up the Were-Beast’s body, her cock throbbing as the second, third, fourth spurts shoot through her length.

“Eehhhheieiieehnhhmh~!” Adeline shudders and twitches, almost flinching as she feels that searing hot seed splatter across her smooth skin, a not insignificant amount making quite the mess of her dark-blonde hair. “Hhnhnhnnnh~...!” She buries her face back between the Were-Beast’s breasts, some cum dripping down those steep green slopes into the valley between.

The Drakling’s long tongue slips past her lips, its tapered tip reaching just below her chin before slowly retreating back to her open mouth. “Hahhh~...” Krvavy heavily exhales, the last of her load dribbling free from her dick, aided by the gently convulsing tail of her third fiancée.

Emerald eyes lazily follow those fresh, messy lines of cream. Her still-stiff shaft throbs atop Adeline’s trembling ass, light olive skin growing increasingly cum-coated as her gaze climbs that short girl’s spine. The green-skinned tits squished around that Halfling’s head are glazed and glistening, as is the grinning face just a bit further away, globs of sticky seed already being shovelled into that horny hyena’s hungry mouth. Splattering streaks cover the crumpled sheets, stretching all the way to the edge of this fairly large bed and –

“Shit...” Krvavy breathlessly exclaims, lightly biting the inside of her cheek.

The furthest ropes have reached a decent distance beyond the bed, painting sloppy strokes of pearly white across the neat pile of Thea’s plushies, little lambs and soft sheep swiftly being stained.

“Hmph...” That noble girl slowly shakes her head. “How lucky you are that I can simply wave my hand and make that mess disappear.” A tingling warmth washes over the room as Thea does just that.

“Rrrhhhmnh...” A disappointed sound rumbles from deep within the Were-Beast, her creamy treat fading into nothingness moments before another handful of it can be shovelled past her plump, parted lips. “Rrrrghhr...” Her head turns to the side, staring daggers at the brat.

Who simply ignores that Greenskin.

“Tsk.” Thea dramatically clicks her tongue, cheeks burning bright despite her cold act. A fair amount of arousal colours her soft and smooth skin, that rosy hue fed both by the perversions she just witnessed and her own lewd magics, inner thighs already beginning to glisten again. “Your new milestone traits are boring.”

Krvavy rapidly blinks, the jumbled and very much disrupted thoughts bouncing around in her head jumping back to before her mildly mind-melting orgasm. “Oh. Are they?”

A pair of beautiful blue eyes narrow into thin slits, glaring through the lenses of some gold-rimmed glasses. “You have had both of those traits for well over a day, and you have not so much as looked at them?”

“Hey.” The barbarian purses her lips and furrows her brow. “I’ve been busy.”

“At first, yes. But yesterday?” Thea scoffs, her crossed arms lifting her bare breasts just a little further up. “You scared some soldiers away, then spent hours upon hours clearing the streets and sweeping through Svaneti, making sure the siege had truly ended. And yet, in all that time, you did not bother to so much as glance at a few lines of text?”

Adeline trembles, her wide hips wiggling as she bumps her big butt against the colossal cock resting atop it, her thin tail still coiled around its considerable girth. “Hhhhnnnhhhmhh~...” She moans into Khalia’s tits, reluctant to pull her head back.

“It’s less that I didn’t bother, and more that I just didn’t think to look at them.” Krvavy sighs back, grimacing slightly as the bestial legs wrapped around her waist squeeze just a bit tighter, keeping her from escaping their embrace.

“You do understand that that is worse, right?”

Moving mostly on its own, though still according to her will, the Drakling’s meaty tail lifts up and then curls down, its tip slipping between her legs. “Not really. I had other things on my mind.” She idly answers her first fiancée.

“Arwhhh~?!” A barked gasp, happy and surprised, echoes through the air. “Ehhehehehheh~...” Khalia’s wet and needy folds part around her Draconic Mate’s tail, welcoming it inside of her.

“Hmph.” Thea simply huffs and turns head away, poorly hiding the fact that her blush just grew a little bit brighter. The modest mounds of her beautiful boobs jiggle as she uncrosses her arms, one hand grabbing at her wardrobe as she lifts herself back onto her feet. Colourful dresses, not unlike the one that this noble girl’s mother wore last night, are idly sifted through as Thea wordlessly returns to her rummaging.

Krvavy grabs onto Adeline’s thick thighs, pushing that bottom-heavy blonde forwards and then lifting her up a little. It takes no effort at all to spread those trembling legs apart, making this Halfling straddle the Were-Beast’s waist.

“Hhhheeiei~...!” That bunny-mouse girl squeals in lewd joy, her needy little pussy partially pressing down atop the Drakling’s dick, twitching clit smushed up against a flared ridge. “Eeeiihh~...!” A sharper squeak squeezes past her lips, back arching and head lifting up from Khalia’s tits as a single black-scaled finger slips into her incredibly tight slit, struggling slightly to fit.

Constricting pressure surrounds the Drakling’s tail and middle finger alike, hot and wet and needy. A little bit of pleasure accompanies those clenching sensations. But not enough to distract her. Krvavy’s attention finally turns towards her two ‘new’ milestone traits.

Enduring to the End II: Increases Endurance by 10%, further strengthens its effect on Total Stamina & Stamina Regeneration, and it now affects Health Regeneration. Associated attribute = Endurance.

Charismatic Courage II: Increases Charisma by 10%, significantly strengthens the effect it has on Total Health, strengthens the effect it has on Mana Regeneration, and it now affects Health Regeneration. Associated attribute = Charisma.

Well... Thea was right about those being rather boring. They aren’t bad by any means, no doubt playing a fairly significant role in why Krvavy’s health regen increased by a bit over five points per minute from what it was before, but they don’t give any special effects beyond just that boost in numbers.

Which defini– Or, well, almost certainly isn’t something that can be said for the trait currently drawing in this Drakling’s attention. The third and final one to have recently changed.

Mark of Draconic Dominance: The seeds of your soul have grown, forming a strong and reciprocal bond with the essence of three other being(s). This bond has manifested as a mark upon your body, the size, position, and visibility of which can be freely adjusted. Receive both a boon and bonus attributes for each individual who bears a mark bound to your own, the specifics of which relates to the strengths and characteristics of their own souls.
–> Beryl: ...
–> Khalia: ...
–> Thea: ...

The boon that Beryl’s mark provides was just an increase in numbers, a ten percent boost to Disease and Poison Resistance for everyone around Krvavy. And while all of these boons are likely just about equally as strong as each other... that still feels a little lackluster compared to Khalia’s fear slash confidence aura. So hopefully it will grow stronger with time. Hopefully they all will.

But neither of those are what Krvavy is here for. She focuses her attention on the newest name on this little list of hers.

–> Thea: You exude a blissful aura of ecstasy and euphoria, which lets you and all those in your presence supplement the restfulness of sleep by providing others with sexual relief. Gain 5% of Thea’s Base Charisma & Allure, along with +0.5 to both attributes for each level you have.

“Eeiihhh~...!” Adeline happily gasps, the scaled finger stuffed into her so very tight slit twitching just once, gently grinding its tip against a rather sensitive spot.

The corners of Krvavy’s lips curl upwards.

This would explain why Thea was so quick to get up even though the girl clearly wanting to stay in bed for a little while longer. And it’d also explain why Krvavy herself doesn’t feel even slightly tired despite staying up rather late last night and still waking up earlier than the rest of her girls. After all, she did provide a whole lot of sexual relief to all three of them~.

“HehhehnmhmMh~...!” Khalia’s constant, but thankfully quite quiet, cackling shifts into more of a moan as the meaty tail steadily pistoning into her needy pussy picks up the pace, pumping away with a bit more power and passion.

The barbarian’s brow furrows just a bit. The rest of that boon, the stat portion... It is... Well, the way that it boosts those stats really isn’t the best.

Currently, each stat increased by her Mark gets eighteen and a half points, added to the slightly less useful Effects column, purely from her level alone. Which is nice and not something she is going to complain about. But... The five percent from her girls’ Base stats is... pretty much negligible compared to that. She gets two points to Allure from Thea’s forty. Again, these are free points, so she shouldn’t complain. It just feels a bit lopsided. They’d need their Base Stats to be ten times her level for that to be equal.

More than the auras and their effects, Krvavy hopes that this ‘five percent’ will increase in time. So that her girls are more directly to thank for her becoming ever more powerful. They are what makes her life worth living. It is only fair to rely more on their strength to bolster her own.

“Hhhei~!” The bunny-mouse girl bucks her hips back, tiny little clit rubbing against the Drakling’s ridged rod as she rears up... only to dive back down towards Khalia’s tits, lips latching onto the fat nub of a green-brown nipple, that entire plump areola nearly as large as her face. “Hmhnhnghh~!”

Krvavy softly shakes her head, body moving on autopilot as she continues to pleasure the largest and smallest of her girls. “Hahh~...” She lets out a pleasured sigh, emerald eyes meandering across this nice, and rather blue, room. The furnishings and decorations don’t hold her attention for long. Her lazy gaze climbs up the soft and smooth leg of her first fiancée, lingering on that brat’s beautiful butt. “Did you see –?”

“What ‘boon’ my Mark now provides to your own? Yes.” Thea absentmindedly answers Krvavy’s question, before it can even be asked. “You had best not use it as an excuse to indulge in your degeneracy more often than you already do.” She sighs, ass jiggling a little as she casually steps to the side. “It clearly is not strong enough to let us replace sleep with an endless stream of sex. Besides... we already spend more than enough time doing such perverse things.” The noble girl glances back over her shoulder, pointedly staring at the lewd acts being performed atop her bed.

Khalia’s love tunnel tightens around her Draconic Mate’s tapered tail, the very tip of that meaty thing all but tickling the entrance to her womb. “Hhhrnh~...!” A rumbling moan just barely passes through her plump lips, sharp teeth and pointy tusks holding onto a furred finger, that fist held up to her mouth in an attempt to keep herself relatively quiet.

The Drakling shrugs, a needy heat searing her still-stiff shaft as it rests between two bellies... and two absolutely soaked pussies. She simply wanted to make sure Thea knew just what boon that brat has blessed Krvavy with.

“Hrrrnghhhhnh~!” Slick juices gush from Khalia’s clenching cunt, that hungry hole quivering and convulsing in orgasmic bliss. Her bestial legs squeeze ever tighter around Krvavy’s waist as tremors of ecstasy echo through her taut muscles.

Krvavy lightly bites her bottom lip. Her cock throbs, its swollen tip pressing into Adeline’s soft stomach. Into a spot not too far from where a Mark should be.

Thea holds up a long blue dress, specks of silver embroidered into its smooth and shiny fabric. Without a word, she tosses it over the backrest of the chair standing before her vanity, atop another not too dissimilar dress. A few pieces of loosely folded lingerie – a rather lacy nightie and quite a few stockings – rest atop that small table, right in front of its silvery mirror.

“Do you want to bring those back with us when we leave~?” Krvavy curiously wonders, unable to keep the arousal from her voice. The legs locked around her hips grow just a little slack, letting her slowly pull back, ridge after ridge and then the crown of her cock bumping past the bunny-mouse girl’s needy little clit.

The noble girl glances into her still rather full wardrobe. “Maybe.” She answers, not bothering to look back at her barbaric lover. “Most of my favourite outfits and accessories were... were lost when I was abducted.” She bitterly grumbles. “Those damn bandits tore through my luggage and scattered everything on the ground, just to look for what shiny bits they could take... They were greedier than even you...”

“RrhhhHH~!” What started as a rumbling growl coaxed out by the Drakling’s meaty tail slipping free from Khalia’s cunt very quickly shifts into a sharp gasp as a certain Draconic dick takes its place. “Hahhhnnhahhnhnghhnh~...!” The horny hyena cackles and laughs into her paw-like hand, turning those muffled sounds into unsteady and unhinged moans.

“I hardly have a need for so many dresses back home. So most of these can stay here, for use if we ever deign to visit Svaneti again.”

Pulses of pleasure wash over Krvavy, her precious puppy’s hungry pussy clenching tight around her cock, making it difficult to saw her shaft forwards and back. Her emerald eyes reluctantly pull away from her brat’s beautiful back (and butt), turning instead to the pile of cute stuffed animals resting beside this bed. “What about your plushies~?

Thea freezes, not moving a muscle.

“We can bring a few of them back too~. Haahhh~...!” Krvavy’s swollen cockhead slams into the barrier at the end of Khalia’s clenching love tunnel, the entrance to that wild Were-Beast’s womb kissing her back. “Adeline’s big bunny could – nhhh~! – could use some friends, don’t you think~?”

“Ugh...!” That noble girl groans, a bright blushing burning her cheeks, that intense flush just barely visible as the brat refuses to turn and look back towards the barbarian. “Just...! Just shut up and cum so that we can get on with our day!” She heatedly huffs, doing her best to push that question aside in hopes of it being forgotten.