FUCK HER ALREADY, DAMNIT!

Merida was looking at Chloe and Meribelle, flabbergasted. Merida said, Merida was looking at Chloe and Meribelle, flabbergasted. Merida said, “Cud ye explain tae me whit ye juist said again?”

Chloe said, “Meribelle said she wanted to help but was disappointed that there wasn’t a lot she’d been able to do to help us.”

“Zat ees correct,” Meribelle said with a smile.

Chloe continued. “So while she was getting us all snacks, I thought about what she could do… and I gave her a large explosive device.”

Merida blinked in disbelief. “Ye had her act as a suicide bomber.”

“No,” Chloe replied firmly. “You’ll notice she’s standing here perfectly unharmed.”

Meribelle nodded in agreement. “Maîtresse, I am quite fine, and vas ‘appy to be of sairveece. Honestly, I think I now understand vhat ze deleenquent finds so appealing in setting zings ablaze.”

Mira said, “Got to admit that plan took steel fucking ovaries. Frenchie, if you’re up for something like that again, I’ll prep some more explosives for us.”

Merida said, “No, ye will nae. Meribelle, I appreciate that ye likely dealt a significant blow tae the ither team, but ye realise that if ye hadn’t escaped, that wad hae blown back on me, richt?”

Meribelle bowed as she apologized. “I am sorree. I deed not conseeder zat Maîtresse. I simply vished to be of sairveece.”

Merida nodded. “I get that, and ye have been, Meribelle. Ye’ve been a great help managin' Kitty’s new dependency. Please juist dinnae take sic risks wioot consultin' wi' me first, at least.”

Meribelle curtsied, “As you command, Maîtresse.” Meribelle vanished in a puff of dust and returned to being one of Merida’s tails.

Merida asked Chloe, “Did ye manage tae get ony o' them?”

Chloe shook her head. “Nope, sorry. I did make these for Kitty, though.” Chloe produced three bandoliers with small rectangular bricks attached. “These are remote explosives. I was thinking Kitty could use her boon to sneak in and plant them, then sneak away and blow the charges.”

Kitty shook her head. “I don’t think so. The mice they’ve been employing can smell me. Not to mention that huge wolf and moose.”

Chloe passed off the bandoliers. “Well, if you get the chance, you have them.”

Merida turned to Mira. “Cud ye tell me when Ellen and Hilde get back? I’m gaun tae go check on Mark and Aubrey.”

Mira nodded, and Merida left the workshop.

Merida walked through the halls, lost in her own thoughts for a while. Gawd, this has been hard. I cannae wait for this challenge tae be done wi'. Maybe we oughtae load up Mark wi' gear juist tae salvage somethin' oot o' this mess.

Merigold mentally asked, “Givin' up already? I thocht ye were gaun for the win?”

“I am. Gaun for the win, I mean. I'm juist fretfeul. Even wi' the delays we’ve managed tae cause, they’re practically at oor doorstep. I dinnae think we'll haud them off in the morn, but maybe we get lucky.”

Merigold mentally nodded. “Maybe oor secret weapon will tip the scales. Are ye still nae tellin' onyone aboot the hale thing 'cause I tauld ye the spirits said that someone wad be offered a chance tae betray oor team?”

Merida nodded. “Aye. I think whaeever it wis decidit tae reject the offer, or it hasnae been made yet, but I'd raither be safe.”

After a bit more walking around, Merida went and knocked on Mark’s door and heard bleats of pleasure just after she did so. A few moments later, the door opened, with Mark standing on the other side.

Merida said, “Sorry if I wis interruptin' somethin'.” Merida looked past Mark and saw that Aubrey was dressed except for her armor.

Mark said, “I was just giving Aubrey a massage while we listened to a book.” Mark gestured for her to come in.

Merida entered, and Aubrey crossed the room, giving her a hug, and said, “Have fun with Mark tonight.” Then Aubrey whispered into her ear. “Thank you, dear God, thank you. If he offers to listen to a book with you, say no.” Aubrey broke the hug, gave Mark a quick hug goodbye, saying, “Thanks for the massage… and milking. They really helped me feel better.” Aubrey hurried out of the room, shutting the stone door behind her.

Merida just went over to the bed and collapsed onto it, burying her head in the pillows, dreading the lecture she assumed she would be getting.

Mark sat down next to her and asked. “What’s wrong?”

“I juist want this challenge tae be ower awreddy.” Merida’s voice was muffled from the pillows.

“Merida… love, could you sit up and talk with me?”

Merida groaned in frustration as she sat up. Her shoulders slumped. “Guess we sud get this ower wi'. Let me hae it.”

“Have what?” Mark asked, leaning forward so he could look at her face.

“Ye’re gaun tae lecture me, arenae ye? Ye made it clear ye arenae happy we wantit tae hypnotise the ither team. Sae let me hae it.”

Mark sat there in silence for a while and leaned back, propping himself up with his arms behind him. “I’m not going to be doing that.” Merida gave him a hopeful look, which he quashed fairly quickly. “I’m also not changing my stance that there are some things I’ll tank the team over.”

Merida got up and changed into a loose-fitting T-shirt and cut-off jeans that went down to mid-thigh. Merida then resumed burying her face in the pillows next to Mark. Mark asked, “So… would you like me to leave you alone for a bit?” Mark noticed Merida regain her fourth tail, and then that tail disappeared as Mira appeared right next to him.

Mira said, “No, she wants you to screw her fucking brains out. She’s wound so damn tight because her god damn transformations are making her want to do things more than normal, which is making her horny, and you haven’t been fucking helping.”

Mark turned towards Mira. “Well hello, Mira, so nice of you to stop by. I was having a conversation with Merida, though.”

Mira gently shoved Mark away from Merida. “Fuck off. I’m not going to let you treat her like shit. And you don’t get to have a conversation with just Merida anymore. We’re all in her head.”

Merida just groaned in frustration as she buried her head deeper in the pillow.

Mark got upset. “I’m not treating her like that.” Mark took a deep breath to rein in his frustration. “You’re right, though. Even if you are separate people, you’re all linked now. I shouldn’t have treated you like you were intruding in on the conversation.”

Mira crossed her arms. Mira scrunched up her face and spoke slowly and clearly, as if she was fighting against her speech transformation. “Mark… there’s plenty that Merida has wanted to do, all round, the vast majority of which she hasn’t fucking done. Some of that… well, some of that has been thanks to you, but that vast majority of it has been her own willpower, despite you making things harder on her. You’ve also been going about this the fucking wrong way.”

Mark looked past Mira and saw Merida still had her face buried in the pillows. He then looked back at Mira. “And how do you think I should have gone about things?”

Mira continued to try and work against her transformation as she said, “Not sure, but constantly trying to stop her from doing something she only kind of wanted to do has blown up and made this an actual fucking problem. It’s even worse because you’ve also been boosting her desires in contradictory ways.” Mira reached behind her without looking away from Mark, and pulled Merida by the ear into a sitting position despite her objections. “And you stop hiding in the fucking pillows and talk to your dipshit of a boyfriend.”

“Ow, ow, ow,” Merida tried swatting Mira’s hand off of her ear. Mira poofed and returned to being Merida’s tail right before Merida hit her. Merida pulled her knees up against her chest and rested her head on them as she awkwardly avoided looking directly at Mark.

Mark gave her time and patiently waited for her to say something.

Merida said, “I’m nae okay, Mark.” Merida went quiet, so Mark gently scooted next to her, mirrored her position as best he could, and waited for her to continue. The silence continued for a long time as Merida wasn’t sure where to even begin. “Mark… and please dinnae say onythin', as I dinnae want ye tae make things even harder on me. Aye, I want tae hypnotise the team sae Hilde, Kitty, and I get better scores.”

Mark opened his mouth to say something, but Merida cut him off. “Mark, I juist askit ye nae tae talk for a reason. This is difficult enough as it is withoot ye chastisin' me and makin' me want tae dae that mair. Sae, aye… I want tae dae that, but ye’ll notice I haenae even efter Chloe freed me frae that promise.”

Merida could see Mark really wanted to retort as his lips got really small, and he furrowed his brow. Merida rolled her eyes. “It isnae because ye’ve threatened tae throw the challenge ither.” Mark looked at her doubtfully. “At this point, if ye want tae throw, I dinnae care onymair. The damage ye can dae is minimal. I’ve no' dune it because I want ye tae respect me… and I want tae be able tae leuk in the mirror and be able tae respect masel'.”

Mark smiled at Merida and opened his mouth once again, just to be cut off again.

“Whisht. I dinnae want to hear it richt noo. Ye dinnae get how hard this is. Nae juist dae I want tae dae it mair, but I’ve also been mair horny because o' it asweel. That isnae whit’s rale makin' this difficult, though. It’s yer lack o' trust in me, and the unfairness o' it aw.” Merida held out a hand and raised her voice as Mark sought to interrupt her again. “MARK! Let me finish! Despite showin' ye that I can restrain myself, that I can exercise guid judgement, ye dinnae trust that I will. Then there is the fact that ye’ve essentially screwed us in this challenge, 'cause ye are restrictin' me, but ye’ve haenae compensated at aw by placin' restrictions on the ither team.”

This time Mark was the one to roll his eyes as he let out a low grumble.

Merida sighed, “Ga aheid, whit is it ye want tae say?”

“Merida, I can’t coordinate with my counterpart about things like that. Can’t, not won’t, can’t. Besides, restricting your usage of this particular skill isn’t crazy, and I’m pretty sure I actually have restricted some of those on the other team.”

Merida got up out of bed and walked over to where Mark put down his rucksack. She took out the wand of charming the team had given him. “Whit aboot this?” Merida tossed it to him. “This wis clearly meant for us tae use, but ye’ve pretty much refusit tae dae it efter usin' it on Freya that ane time.”

“For obvious reasons.” Mark countered. “She was rather upset with me because of how it made her act.”

“Richt, figurt that wad be yer response.” Merida got back in bed and angrily looked away from Mark.

Mark asked, “Why are you mad about the wand?”

Merida turned around and ticked off her fingers in the air as she spoke. “Charm Person, Hypnotism, Sow Thoort, Bimbo Touch, Pillow Talk, Suggestion, Mass Suggestion, Mass Charm Person, Lesser Geas, Mindwipe, oh, and finally Dominate Person.” Merida scowled at Mark. “Care tae tak a guess whit that list has in common, besides bein' rippit straucht frae Dungeons & Dragons?” Mark sat there silently, having a pretty good idea as to what they had in common. “Naethin' tae say? That’s aboot three-quarters o' ma available spells. Spells I didnae get a say in pickin'. I hae some illusion and support spells, but maist o' whit I’ve contributotd sae far has been usin' items as a mana battery, or cam frae transformations.”

Mark grimaced. “Why didn’t you bring this up before?”

“Richt, and when exactly wad hae been a guid time? Wad it hae mattert? Ye wadnae hae approvit ma use o' ony o' these ony mair than ye wad on ma use o' personal hypnotism. Sae why bother gi'ein ye anither thing tae drive me up the waw aboot?”

“That… I didn’t realize I was essentially barring you from using your class abilities too.”

Merida said, “I’m richt in assumin' that it still changes naethin', and ye’d be pissed if I used thae spells directly on the ither team?”

Mark continued to grimace and nodded. “At least most of them. Not sure what Bimbo Touch does, but I’d assume it makes them horny, stupid, or both. Which… yeah, if that’s for an extended period of time, not a big fan.”

Merida flopped onto her back. “I figurt, which is why I didnae bother bringin' it up afore, but at this point I figurt ye need tae unnerstaund: if nae for ye, I’d probably be in first place, and awbody on oor team wad be daein' a lot better. We’d probably be in a solit position tae win the team challenge asweel. That’s juist frae me usin' my class abilities on the ither team. Ye ken the thing I’m clearly intendit tae use for this challenge. It’s even mair annoying 'cause those spells dinnae even work on the statues in the dungeons sin' they are constructs.”

“Merida…”

Merida shook her head. “Save it, Mark. I get why ye hae a problem wi' it. It disnae change the fact that I’ve been shaftit for this challenge 'cause of it. Unless ye want tae tell me that ye’ll mak it up tae awbody on this team, let’s juist drap it, 'cause I’ve already accepte that I’m no' using thae. I dinnae need ye makin' them mair enticin'.”

Mark sat there for a while, pensive, as he really hadn’t realized how big of an impact he had been having on his team. Mark moved over to Merida and took her hand in his. Merida turned her head away from Mark but didn’t pull her hand away. “Merida, I’m going to do my best to deal with any problems that arise no matter their source.” Merida turned towards him with a fairly placid look on her face. “You’ve all been shafted, to one degree or another. I’m not promising anything specific, but I hope you know if one of you struggles with your transformations, I’m going to try and help you with that. I’m sure Hilde will help too.”

Mark grasped Merida’s hand more firmly, pulled her up into a sitting position, and brought her into a hug. “As for trusting you, I do trust you.”

Merida didn’t pull away from Mark’s embrace as it felt really nice, but she did let out a snort of derision at his statement.

Mark said, “I mean it. Merida, I really do trust you not to abuse your talents. I just know that intentions aren’t relevant when something goes inadvertently wrong.”

Merida replied noncommittally, “Sure, if ye say sae.”

Mark pulled back slightly and took Merida’s face in both hands and stared into her turquoise-blue eyes. “What do you want to do tonight?” Merida tried to turn away, but Mark kept her face in his hands, facing him. She still wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Merida, whatever it is, we can do it tonight.”

Merida said, “Ye dinnae reelly mean that.”

Mark turned her head slightly, forcing her to maintain eye contact. “Yes, I do. As I said, I trust you. I trust you not to go too far, and to respect me and my limits. I trust you to keep the effects of whatever you want to do limited to tonight.”

“Sae… if… if I wanted tae hypnotise ye? Tae get ye tae dae somethin' taenicht, ye’d let me?”

“Yes.”

Merida’s heart started beating rapidly as she felt really happy. “Why dae ye trust me like that? I… I could juist leave ye hypnotised. I could manipulate ye intae droppin' the issue regardin' the challenge. I dinnae unnerstaund.”

Mark pulled Merida into a tight, reassuring hug, and then leaned back, pulling Merida with her head resting on his chest down with him. After making sure they were both comfortable, Mark started running his fingers through her hair. He said, “Because if you were going to do something like that, you’d have already used your boon to tie us together more. You even said you can make the connections one way, making me more devoted to you. The only time you’ve ever used that ability without the consent of the other party is with Hilde, and that wasn’t your fault. When you were given those arrows that would cause someone else to move towards a fate you desired in the first round, you said no to using them at all. When you were given a chance to craft your own boon, you decided to be fairly selfless and help others. You could have done a lot with that opportunity, but you chose to help other versions of yourself, who were struggling, to find something better, even when that would obviously bring complications for you. Finally, when I copied Red Threads of Fate, I looked at the threads, our threads.”

Merida was trembling in Mark’s arms, on the verge of tears from him saying so many nice things about her. Merida was brought back to the present by a mental slap from Mira. “Stop being a fucking moronic bitch, and jump him already. If you don’t, I’m going to come out there and fuck his brains out until he can’t walk straight, all while you sit on the sidelines and watch.”

Mark felt Merida flinch and then go still. “Something wrong?”

Merida shook her head. “Na, Mira’s juist tellin' me tae screw ye awready.”

Mira said, “Just so we’re clear, I could also make you super fucking horny for him with one of my transformations even while in here. So stop being a god damn pussy already.”

Mark asked, “So, what is it you really want to do tonight? Because even if you asked about hypnotizing me, I don’t think that’s really what you want.”

Merida took a long moment to decide, and she only had the nerve because the literal cheering squad in her head told her to just do it already. “Mark, I luve ye, and I’ve awready tauld ye whit I rale want frae ye afore.”

Mark turned about in bed as he pushed Merida beneath him. “You want me to take what I want from you.” Mark leaned in close and whispered, “To make you mine.” Merida shuddered in pleasure at the thought. Mark gently cupped her face and pulled her into a kiss. The two became more intense as they continued making out, and Merida started running her hands up along his chest.

Mark was tempted to give Merida exactly what she wanted, but held himself back as he broke the kiss. “Merida—” Merida forcefully pulled Mark back into a kiss, cutting him off. She wrapped one leg around his waist.

When their lips parted again, Merida said, “Dinnae ye say ye wur up for whatever I wanted taenicht? Then gie me whit I want.” Merida pulled Mark back into a kiss before he could respond and then moved to unbutton his pants. She was stopped by Mark pinning her wrists to the bed.

Mark smiled down at her and rhetorically asked, “Yeah, but you don’t just want my dick, do you? No, you want me to take what I want from you.” Mark pushed her wrists harder into the bed as he said that. “You don’t simply want to give it away, but have me earn it, have me claim it.”

Merida struggled in his grasp but not overly much, and she was clearly enjoying the situation. Mark leaned down and started to kiss her neck. Merida let out a pleased moan as he kissed her neck. Mark reached down and ripped her T-shirt in two down the front, exposing her naked breasts. “I was pretty sure I already told you, loose clothes like this don’t suit you.” Mark bit down on her breast, rolling the emerald-studded piercing around with his tongue.

“Ah! Mark!” Merida tried pulling Mark up off her breasts into another kiss with her recently freed hands, but Mark simply grabbed them and pinned them again. When he finally was done toying with her nipples. Mark flipped Merida onto her stomach. He pulled the tattered remains of her T-shirt back around her wrists and bound them tightly together behind her back. Her cutoff jeans and panties came off quickly as she lifted her hips to assist in their removal.

Mark quickly undressed as well. When he was finished, he took a moment to admire Merida’s plump rear and the four tails swishing about, as her hips were still raised, inviting him to take her from behind. Mark pushed his knees between her legs as he positioned himself, and pulled her up by her shoulders so her back was pressed against his chest. Mark ran his fingers through her hair, gripped it tightly, and tilted her head up so he could kiss her. Mark pushed his tongue into her mouth just as he raised his hips to enter her from below.

Merida let out a muffled growl of pleasure as her eyes fluttered. Mark kept her on her knees as he pushed down on her hips to go deeper into her.

Mark broke the kiss. Pulling gently on her hair, he exposed her neck and bit down.

“Mark! Yes. Mair please. Faster.”

Mark obliged and started bouncing her hips rapidly, and thanks to his penis being her ideal and hitting all the right spots, they came quickly and together.

Merida was breathing rapidly as she pressed her shoulders into him tightly. “God, that wis guid. Tho' I think ye likely left a hickie on ma neck.”

“I know I did,” Mark said, taking deep, slow breaths.

“Cud ye untie me?” Merida asked.

“No,” Mark teasingly replied. Mark pulled out of Merida and sat back on his heels. He then helped her turn around so she was straddling his waist. “I wouldn’t want my prize to get away.”

“Mark…” Merida said in a disapproving yet playful tone. “I dinnae ken if I’m up for anither roond.”

Mark pulled her into a forceful kiss. As they broke it, he asked, “Pretty sure you told me to take what I want from you. Are you telling me you wouldn’t want me to impale you on my cock some more?”

“I…” Merida felt conflicted because it sounded great, but she didn’t feel like another round. “I mean… no' richt now.”

“Hmmm…” Mark looked contemplative, then pulled her into a hug and started undoing the knot in the shirt he had made. Once Merida was free, he tossed the shirt on the floor. “Still not feeling great about the challenge?”

Merida wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Aye. They’re on oor doorstep. afore comin' in, I poked ma heid oot, and ye can see a sea o' tiny lichts frae the campfires. They ootnummer oor orc forces at least five tae ane. Even if this is gaun tae come doon tae the twa teams, we’re gaun tae hae tae exhaust mair resources than them afore that confrontation.”

Mark replied, “We could hold them off.” Merida gave him a flat look. “I mean… probably not forever, but we don’t need to do it for forever. Do you really think they can clear all the rooms we built in a few hours? They have to bust in here tomorrow and take most of us out, or they won’t be able to complete the dungeon we built in time.”

Merida said, “Aye, that’s the only raison I haenae gien up aw hope. That, and it looks like Ellen has decidit no' tae betray oor team.”

Mark asked, “What are you talking about?”

“No' lang efter Smug tauld us the ither team wis gaun tae hae oor location, Merigold receivit a message frae her spirits.” Seeing that Mark didn’t know what she was talking about, she elaborated. “In her first transformation vote, she gat the boon tae dae wi' haein' spirit guides. The same ane I wis offert but dinnae get. They said somebody on oor team wad be gien the option tae betray it for personal gain. Judgin' by the conversation Merigold had wi' Talia, Laura, and Sam taeday, Ellen wis offert the opportunity. It soonds like, at the moment they had confirmation o' oor location, somethin' triggered, and the last place on baith teams war gien the chance tae betray their team tae help them in the challenge. Ellen tried tae get Sadie tae accept her offer while hypnotized, and Sadie refusit.”

Mark’s eyes narrowed, and his tone was harsh. “She did what?”

Merida sighed, “Symbietta wis rale the ane tae dae it. It’s hoo we gat somebody wi' the bomb yesterday. Looks like it wis Mary, sin' everyone else wis accountit for taeday. As for the hypnosis itsel'… Mark, cud ye calm doon first?” Mark’s eyes remained narrowed, but he took a few calming breaths before Merida continued. “She transformit intae me. I dinnae ken if she used ma skill at hypnosis and ma kitsune magic tae dae it or sum o' ma class abilities. Ither way, she snuck in, trancit her, and gat her tae carry the bomb tae the capital, thinkin' it wis the idol. Fraem the soond of things, Ellen asked Sadie tae accept an offer Smug mad her tae help us. Sadie refusit.”

“I’ll be talking with her tomorrow…” Mark said heatedly.

“Mark… ye said mony a time that ye wud hae considered it differently if we had stealthily gotten ane o' them like that. That’s why Symbietta went ahead wi' it.”

Mark simmered in frustration as he knew Merida wasn’t wrong.

Merida asked, “Are ye gaun tae stop helpin' us?”

Mark said, “No. From the sound of things, the rest of you didn’t know, and what she did was something I said I’d allow. I will be talking to her about it, though, as I still don’t approve of the tactic.”

Merida said, “Thank ye. Honestly, wioot Symbietta these last few days, I dinnae ken if we wad hae hauld on.”

Mark squeezed her tightly. “It’ll be okay no matter the result of the challenge. I’m here for you. All of you. We’ll figure things out together.”

Merida leaned back, keeping her arms around his neck. “I wish I cud be as optimistic aboot things as ye. As I dinnae think everyone is gaun tae be as tolerant o' rankin' low in this challenge as ye seem tae believe.”

“Maybe, but there isn’t anything we can do about that. Someone is taking last place, and I really am trying not to play favorites. I wish you had gotten a different class for this so it wouldn’t have been so disadvantageous for you.”

Merida leaned forward and rested her head in the crook of his shoulder. “I ken, Mark. I ken ye care. I hope ye dinnae mind that I’ve tak'en occasional peeks at yer connections wi' folk.”

“I don’t. Anything I should worry about?”

Merida shook her head. “I dinnae think sae… I may hae confirmt for Chloe that ye’re in luve wi' her.” Mark raised a disapproving eyebrow. “She dinnae ask me tae confirm; I offert, but only 'cause she awready tauld me that ye tauld her that ye luve her, and she dinnae seem tae believe it. I wad never divulge that info unless I wis certain ye had awready tauld the ither person first.”

Mark’s expression softened, but he asked, “And what are you planning on asking from her in return for that info, because that had to be a significant favor in her mind?”

“Naethin'. I felt the effects o' her transformation and immediately gat rid o' the imbalance.”

Both of Mark’s eyebrows rose this time. “Really?”

Merida’s mouth turned into a thin line. “Mark, I’m competitive, and aye, I’d use maist things tae ma advantage baith in this challenge and tae earn the wush, but easin' her doobts aboot whether ye rale luve her is no' somethin' I’d exploit.”

“How did she take it?”

Merida considered what she remembered. “I wud say… she wis confusit. Like she still dinnae rale believe it even efter I tauld her.”

Mark frowned. “I see…”

“Mark, gie her time; she’ll unnerstaund eventually.”

Mark nodded. “I just worry, because she’s so far behind everyone else who was here at the beginning in terms of VP.”

“The same wis true for Aubrey no' that lang ago.”

Mark nodded. “Sure, but we also hadn’t had sex yet…” Mark then muttered quietly, “Plus she’s pregnant.”

Merida’s ears twitched. “Whit wis that? Did ye juist say she’s pregnant?” Merida’s eyes went wide with excitement when Mark nodded. She started bouncing in his lap and felt his erection return and press against her ass. Merida leaned forward and squeezed Mark as tightly as she could. “Congratulations!”

When she leaned back, she impaled herself on his cock by accident and let out a gasp of surprise: “OH FUCK!” She bit her lips as she moaned.

Mark quivered with intense pleasure. He leaned into her and kept leaning until she toppled backwards. Mark had his hand behind her back and gently guided her down to the bed. “Eager to try for your own wee little bairn, are you? I could grab my phone and turn off your contraceptive if you’d like.”

Merida shoved him, but he didn’t budge. “Dinnae ye daur. I wis juist excitit for ye. I’m no' ready tae be a mam. Noo, I fully expect ye tae finish whit ye’ve startit here.”

“What I started? You were the one to impale yourself.” Despite teasing her, Mark did as requested and slowly moved his hips. He leaned down and kissed her. She tried to speed things up and make it more wild and passionate, but Mark was having none of that. Every time, he would restrain her and pull back if things got too intense. He wanted to savor the experience.

Merida was getting frustrated and aroused, as the more Mark stopped her from going wild, the more she wanted to. The more she wanted to, the more aroused she got, leading to a feedback loop. She wasn’t sure why, but Mark just wasn’t finishing the job. He caressed and teased her mercilessly as she moaned out in pleasure. After what felt like hours, even though it was only minutes, Merida was begging, “Please, Mark! Please! I’m beggin' ye! En' this!” Merida wasn’t sure why or how, but Mark had been keeping her on the edge of an orgasm for a while now.

Mark said, “You beg for release, but if you really wanted it, I would have already cum, and we both know it. You’re loving this, aren’t you? Admit it, and I might just pick up the pace.”

“Bluidy hell! Yes! Noo please gie it tae me!”

Mark pressed into her hard and felt her finally shudder in his arms, as he filled her with his load. Once he recovered from his immediate post-nut euphoria, Mark moved to spoon Merida. He squeezed down on her as if she were a body pillow and practically melted into her softness as he fell asleep.

Merida took a while longer to come down off her high; when she finally did, she had Meribelle materialize to grab them some covers while adjusting her tails to once again act as a fuzzy blanket for her lover. Once Meribelle had tucked them in all nice and cozy, she returned to being one of Merida’s tails, glad to be of service as part of the softness enveloping Mark.

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End of Day Standings:
Empire Merit: 300