Finding Ways to Earn More Favour

“Ach, really? Tha’ is borin’...”

“Perhaps.” Inanna almost dismissively shrugs. “But starting with this is the wise option. If our love does not earn any Divine Favour, then all that will be lost is the time spent on it. And even then we will still benefit from the work she puts in.”

“Aye, fair enough. Ah’m just bein’ impatient.” Beryl readily and shamelessly admits. A vine casually stretches out from her back, its tip splitting open into three mildly unnerving grippers that latch onto a bowl of freshly picked berries, pulling it towards herself. “It isn’t like we won’t be doin’ tha’ more fun idea either~.”

Adeline twitches slightly at the sight of that slithering snake-like vine. But she doesn’t seem to be scared of it. Not if the faint bit of colour slowly filling her round cheeks is anything to go by. It would seem that being exposed to those vines, in a very literal way, has really helped her get used to them.

A subtle hint of a smile fills the busty shortstack’s face as she brings a warm cup of tea up to her lips. “Exactly.”

“Mnnhm...” Krvavy grunts into the pastie filling her mouth. She takes a moment to chew and swallow that delicious bit of breakfast before bothering to speak. “It’ll be nice to be finally done with building our home. Not that there is much more to even do... Just a few last finishing touches, really...”

Thea rolls her soft-blue eyes. “If you were not such an indecisive Dragon, then this,” she vaguely gestures around the expansive dining room and over towards the large kitchen, “would already be considered ‘done’! And you would have already earned some favour for all of it!”

“Ehhhhhhhhh...” The Drakling drags out her response, as if she actually had to think about it. “You’re probably right. I can’t exactly get favour for completing something if it doesn’t feel ‘complete’ to me. Or maybe I could...? I still don’t really know how that whole system works.”

“Hmph!” The beautiful brat quite predictably huffs at that. “And will our home actually be ‘completed’ today? Or will you keep coming up with random additions to distract yourself from ever truly finishing it?”

“Well, for one, a lot of those ‘random additions’ were things you requested in one way or another.” Krvavy points out in a playfully dry tone, twisting her tail to the side and loosely wrapping it around Thea’s waist. “Like the walk-in closet, the balcony, our lavish bathroom, our big bed, the couch slash living room, technically the dinin– BUT!” She quickly cuts her list short before the bratty girl can interrupt her. “Yeah.”

“‘Yeah’?” The silver-blonde noble repeats, sounding incredibly suspicious and full of doubt.

“Yes, yeah.” Krvavy smiles just a little smugly. “By the end of the day, our home should be done and finished. Though, to be fair, I’m kind of cheating by making this promise. It is pretty much fully built already. That said...” the barbarian meets her beautiful brat’s gaze, knowing full well what Thea was about to say. “This doesn’t mean that I’ll never build anything again, just that all the important, core parts of our home are already here. Anything else would just be an addition. A bonus. A small little change. Nothing major.”

“Hmph... I will believe that when I see it.” Thea crosses her arms beneath her bare breasts, squishing those soft and perky handfuls upwards in a perfect way to draw the Drakling’s gaze. Which she definitely didn’t do on purpose~.

“My dearest love~,” Beryl presses herself into the barbarian’s side, as if the concept of personal space was completely foreign to her. “Just wha’ sort o’ finishin’ touches do ya ‘ave in mind~?” She warmly asks, slowly trailing a nimble hand down Krvavy’s spine, fingers caressing all that they touch. “Ah’m sure we can guess most o’ them, but just in case ya’ve got anythin’ else in mind~...”

The barbarian lightly bites her bottom lip. “Well... We really need to get the pantry built and ready. If I had done that earlier then maybe we wouldn’t have had that spill a few days ago? How’d that happen anyway? I’d blame Khalia,” she playfully gives her precious puppy a look, “but she was with me in Raseyne. So... did someone just drop a bag, or...?”

Silence hangs in the air for a single moment longer than normal. “Oh, don’t worry about it, my dearest love~!” The Dryad warmly reassures her Draconic lover. “A bit o’ wa’er got inta some o’ the bags, tha’ is all~.”

Krvavy narrows her eyes and stares down at her smiling fiancée. Being told not to worry usually has the complete opposite effect, making her worry even more than before. But... she trusts Beryl. If her sweet berry isn’t being upfront about this, then Krvavy can only assume that someone – maybe Adeline but it could have also been Thea – messed up somehow and is slightly embarrassed about it.

“Okay...” The barbarian slowly shakes her head. “It wouldn’t hurt to have a freezer. That’s part of the reason why I even learned Ice Magic to begin with. Kind of got distracted there... It’d also be nice to have a way up to my little hoard that doesn’t pass straight through our living room. And... the kitchen lift still needs to be strung up. The rope is all braided and ready, yeah?”

“Aye, my dearest love~.” Beryl softly breathes out, letting her lilting and musical voice gain a slightly seductive tone as her other hand joins her first, albeit on the other side of the barbarian’s body. Dexterous fingers teasingly touch and trail across a well toned back and incredibly defined abs alike. “Tha’ big and long rope tha’ Ah’ve been weavin’ fer ya just needs ta be brought up from the grotto~...”

“Ugh.” Thea rolls her eyes and continues to pout like the pretty, pampered princess that she is. “What about the ‘windows’ that are just empty holes without any glass...?”

Krvavy blankly blinks, snapping out of the horny haze that her tanned tomboy’s cooing was threatening her mind with. “I... don’t really mind those.” She idly shrugs, finding herself smiling a little as that nonchalant comment earns her a mildly exasperated glare. “I kind of like the breeze they let in. And it’s nice that we can shout down to the grotto from up here. But maybe I’ll change my mind closer to winter, when it starts to get colder...?”

The corners of Thea’s soft and kissable lips twist downwards ever so slightly. A slightly pinkish colour tints her cheeks as she does her best to completely ignore the Draconic tail wrapped around her waist, even as its tip gently swishes back and forth across her smooth belly. “And what of doors? We barely have any at all.”

“Oh, sure. Guess we can have some more of those too.”

“Mm. Speaking of doors,” Inanna interjects, leaning forwards and pressing her own significantly larger tits against the table. For a moment, Krvavy is jealous of that inanimate object. “Perhaps we could install a few down at the first line of defence as well? That may count as ‘finishing’ that section of fortifications, at least in regards to earning Divine Favour.”

“Huh. That... that might work.” Krvavy slowly nods her head, growing more certain by the second. “We did a lot down there, but... it isn’t exactly defensive just yet. The tunnel might be narrower but anything can still walk straight in...”

“Sounds like yer day is all set now, my dearest love~!” Beryl playfully coos, reaching a vine out to pat Khalia on the head. The Were-Beast makes a rumbling noise at that, but remains laying with her head down on the table. She is done eating and doesn’t really care enough to really even listen in on this conversation. “Lots o’ busywork ahead o’ ya~!”

“Not just for our Krvavy, but for all of us.” The Dwarf plainly points out. “The rope will need to be put on a spool so that it can be brought up to the kitchen, jobs for Thea and Khalia respectively. That the doors are to be wood makes their creation your duty, Beryl. I will devise runes for the freezer as well as prepare lights for both it and the pantry. And Adeline will need to advise Krvavy on how both those new additions will be set up, as those are, in essence, an extension of her kitchen.”

“Hmph...” A relatively bratty huff is Thea’s only response to being given an undoubtedly boring job against her will. Rather restrained, in all honesty.

“Ach,” Beryl sighs and reluctantly pulls back from her Draconic lover. “Guess we’d all best get on wit’ it, aye? Wouldn’t’ve minded a bit more time ta cuddle...”

“I see that you’ve made great progress already, my Ushumgal.”

Krvavy glances towards the freshly made doorway. Her lips spread into a warm, and slightly lecherous, smile as she watches her Dwarf descend down the equally new stairs. Inanna has a rather steady gait, but there is only so much that shortstack can do to keep her massive tits from bouncing and jiggling as she climbs down those last few steps. “Yup.” Krvavy doesn’t even bother hiding where she is staring. “This isn’t exactly hard work. And it is honestly not all that big of an area to dig out either.”

“Mhm.” Inanna nods, the faintest hint of a smile playing at her dark-grey lips as she idly trails a hand over a stack of freshly excavated bricks. Those will need to be carried out of here once all the work is done. “I would say that the pantry is fairly large for what it is, a hallway in its own right, but that still makes it quite small compared to what you usually build.”

The barbarian shrugs, not bothered by her grey-skinned shortstack’s subtle teasing. “I’m trying to make the best use of the space we have. I could have extended the hallway further and had the pantry be a bit more blocky or square. But I figured that I might as well squeeze it in as best I can, while still keeping more than enough stone between it and the water tank. There’s still plenty of room to expand it if we need to, extending the pantry out under the stairs I’ll be building soon, but that’s a thought for the future.”

A gleam of amusement fills the incredibly busty Dwarf’s copper-orange eyes. “Mm. Here we are trying to finish up the last few parts of our home so that you can earn Divine Favour for it, yet you are still adding on more and more plans as you work. Do not let Thea hear these thoughts of yours.”

Krvavy playfully rolls her eyes. “Hey, that’s just a bit of future proofing. Not feature creep. No, if you want that then... how about we add some ladders to the pantry? And maybe have them hook onto rails or something so we don’t need to make so many? That way anyone not as tall as I am can still access every part of the shelves. Which would be very useful for Adeline. For obvious reasons.”

“Mmm...” Inanna’s thick brow furrows in thought. “Yes, we could do that. It would not be particularly difficult either. We could even get it done today, though the result may be a little crude. We can always improve it further on a later date though.” The Dwarf nods her herself, looking rather resolute, before abruptly pausing. “Speaking of Adeline, where is the girl?”

“Upstairs, getting changed into one of her older dresses. You just missed her.” Krvavy almost idly responds, adding more bricks to the growing stack. “She was feeling a bit cold and didn’t want me heating this place up just for her. It is supposed to be the freezer, after all.”

“I see. Wise of you to place it ‘below’ the rest of our home. That will help to keep the cold contained.”

“This was Adeline’s idea, not mine.” The Drakling smiles as she admits that. “It’s a bit obvious in hindsight, but I was still just going to add it as just a normal room. Kind of like a closet, just icy.”

“Trying to restrain yourself, were you?” An undeniably teasing tone underlines the normally neutral Dwarf’s words. “That must have been so difficult.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s absolute ****~. But don’t worry, I’ll endure it~.” The Drakling dramatically responds, holding a hand over her heart. “So...” she gently shakes her head, growing slightly more serious. “You’re here to actually make the freezer more than just an empty room, yeah?”

“Yes indeed, my Ushumgal. Though we will be using fewer runes than you may have expected, instead leveraging this lowered location to retain its chilled and freezing temperature as best we can.” Inanna trails her copper-orange eyes across the relatively small space, clearly already planning just what she will need to do. “Your Ice Magic will be crucial in reducing this room to the proper temperature, and a sturdy door will aid the runes in maintaining that cold.”

“Guess we’ll have to bring Beryl over here to help with that, huh?” Krvavy pauses, her smile twisting down into a frown. “How far can she go from her tree?”

“Mm. Further than you may think. Her garden is almost entirely within her reach once more.” Inanna gently but firmly grabs her Draconic lover by the wrist, grey fingers brushing over black scales. “My Ushumgal, it is only a matter of time until she is free to wander and walk as she wishes once more. Now,” a kind smile plays at her thick lips as she looks upwards at the much taller barbarian, “let us not waste time with this sort of talk: there is work to be done.”

“Ready for the moment of truth?”

“Aye, my dearest love~.” Beryl warmly coos, reluctantly pulling her hand away from the barbarian’s body. She has been much more touchy than usual ever since Krvavy came back from Raseyne. “And ya’d better ‘urry too, unless ya’d like my fellow fiancée ta give ya a whack~!”

Thea narrows her eyes and glares at the tomboyish Dryad. “Just do it already...!” She exasperatedly groans out.

Krvavy takes a deep breath and begins to thread the thick rope through the pulleys that she and Inanna installed quite some time ago.

The Dwarf in question grabs that end, securing it tightly and quite thoroughly to the rectangular platform meant to help lift food and other produce up from the garden far below.

Just down the hall from where they stand here in the kitchen are the newest additions to their home: a hallway-like pantry which leads down to the ‘basement’ freezer, and some stairs that lead up to the admittedly crude path connecting the storage platform with the rest of their home. Wooden doors have been installed where needed. Relatively ornate ones at that. Beryl had fun designing them, it would seem.

All of the windows are still empty and without any glass though, and the mirrors in the bathrooms are still just polished copper sheets. But other than that... their home is finally done. Well, at least until Krvavy feels the need to extend it even further in some way.

Thmp.

The rectangular food elevator is lifted up and moved into place. It is nowhere near as heavy as it should be. The pulleys and crank are doing an amazing job at making it feel so much lighter.

“Do we need to give it a test run? To see if it works?” Thea asks, restlessly tapping her bare foot on the kitchen’s tiled floor.

“Uhh... No.” Krvavy shakes her head, a grin slowly spreading across her face. “Looks like I’m confident enough in Inanna’s work~.” Her eyes gleam as she reads the notification that just popped into her perception.

+14 Divine Favour, for completing the construction of your home. More can surely be done, details added and extensions built, but for now it is beyond livable. A place you can truly call your own.

“I still wish to test it. Though that can wait.” Inanna’s intense copper-orange eyes turn towards the Drakling, gleaming with pride. This was her idea, after all, and it worked. “How much Favour did you get from this?”

“Fourteen. Which... is more than I expected, really.”

“My dearest love~!” The tanned tomboy beams with joy as she invades Krvavy’s personal space once more, pressing her lithe body and pebbly nipples up against her Draconic lover. “Tha’ is great~! Wonderful~! Just like ya~!”

“Mm. That amount feels right.” The Dwarf nods rather sagely, unbothered by the former Wood Elf’s clingy excitement. “You have, after all, excavated and constructed a great deal, my Ushumgal. Most of the additions to our home presumably provided a single point, while more ‘important’ ones such as our bedroom or the kitchen here likely would have given two.”

“Well, since this worked... Guess that means we have no excuse not to install some doors down at the entrance to the cave... Khalia,” the barbarian addresses her mildly bored Were-Beast, “I’ll need your help carrying those heavy things all the way down there.”

“Yes, Mate.” The Greenskin nods her head, looking rather calm if not for the gentle swishing of her shaggy tail. This work may not be interesting, but she’s still happy to spend time with her Mate.

“And Thea,” Krvavy turns towards the first girl she asked to be her fiancée, “I love you~.”

“H-huh!?” The bratty girl’s face instantly flushes a deep shade of red. “Wh-what was that for!?”

“Do I need a reason to say ‘I love you’ to any of you~?” Krvavy playfully asks, trailing a hand down her tomboy’s toned back and digging her fingers into Beryl’s perfect butt as soon as she can grab onto it.

“Ach, not at all~!” Beryl returns her lover’s favour, nimble fingers wrapping around a steadily stiffening shaft.

“Eeep...!” Adeline squeaks slightly as the Drakling’s tail twists around her bottom-heavy body, pulling her into the groping hug. She shudders and brings her floppy bunny ears up to her face, but she isn’t quite quick enough to hide the wide and unsure smile playing at her soft lips.

“D-degenerates!” Thea sputters out. “You have work to do! So g-get on with it!”

“Oh alright~...” The Drakling dramatically sighs, giving her sweet berry’s perfect ass one last squeeze before... leaning down and giving the Dryad a kiss. Only then can she let go of Beryl. But it isn’t fair to only kiss one of her girls...

“Eeeeeieee~...!” The adorable Halfling quietly squeaks as her heavily flushed face is gently revealed. “Mmphhhn~!” Her big hazel eyes go hazy and half-lidded just from a quick and loving peck.

“Ugh...! Seriously?! There is only so much day lef–mmph~!” In contrast to her bratty tone, Thea’s delicate hands snap out and tightly grab onto Krvavy’s horns, forcing her fiancée to keep this kiss going for as long as she wants.

Pleasantly warm water surrounds Krvavy as she lowers herself down into the hot spring pool.

Beryl quickly scoots over and nuzzles up against the barbarian’s side in a clingy hug. “See, my dearest love~?” Her little wooden antlers bump into Krvavy’s horns, the faint and nearly hidden blue-green colour of her eyes gleaming with a tender yearning. “Our entire ‘ome is within my reach~. Soon the whole grotto’ll be too~. And it is only a matter o’ time until Ah can go out ‘untin’ again~.” A thick and meaty tail twists around the Dryad’s lithe waist, causing her green lips to curl into a wide, loving smile.

Thea rolls her eyes and stands up, confidently crossing the pond to claim her place... in Krvavy’s lap.

“Aww, are ya in a cuddly mood~?”

“Shut up...” The bratty girl sighs out, refusing to meet the hypocritical teasing tomboy’s gaze as she slumps down and relaxes with her head resting back against Krvavy’s chest.

“Eeep!” Adeline squeaks in surprise as a pair of strong paw-like hands grab at her wide hips, effortlessly dragging her into the embrace of a much larger woman. She nervously shuffles in place, little fingers brushing against her floppy bunny ears as she just barely resists the urge to hide behind them.

Khalia leans to the side, effectively mirroring Beryl – albeit with a Halfling in her lap – as her large green-skinned breasts squish into her Mate’s muscled arm. The comfortably water and relaxing steam surrounding them all makes this cuddle all the more pleasant.

“Mm. Suppose I will be your backrest again, my Ushumgal.” Inanna states, the faintest hint of playfulness audible in her voice. She lowers herself down onto her knees just beside the bubbling pool of restorative water, titanic tits softly squishing into Krvavy’s head and shoulders. “Now, why don’t you tell the others of our success?”

“Right, well...” the barbarian glances at her notifications, bringing the most recent one back into focus.

+8 Divine Favour, for completing the first line of defence for your home. It can still be further reinforced and improved upon, but its presence nonetheless eases the worries of those you call your own.

“I got eight points for finishing up the fortifications down there. Again, way more than I expected. But I guess having a very secure front door is pretty important...”

“Twenty-two favour fer a days work, huh? Not bad, my dearest love, not bad at all~.” The tomboyish Dryad’s adventurous hand trails up the side of Krvavy’s leg, casually and calmly groping at Thea’s thigh.

“Hmph.” The bratty girl tolerates Beryl’s molesting massage. “So you have how much Divine Favour right now?”

“Thirty-seven.” Krvavy answers, wrapping an arm around her sweet berry’s shoulder and squeezing the tanned tomboy tight against her side. That hand curls around to also grab Thea’s thigh, satisfying the urge to hold both of her fiancées. And of course she isn’t going neglect Khalia, looping her other arm around the Were-Beast’s waist and letting that hand come to rest in the Halfling’s plush lap.

“Mm...” A thoughtful hum vibrates out from the Dwarf. “That is not quite enough, is it? Not if you want a selection of options, at least.”

“No.” The Drakling lightly shakes her head. “If my Soulbound Weaponry skill was at level twenty then I would be able to upgrade that with seventeen points to spare, but... it isn’t. I can afford to upgrade Skilled Soul, as that costs thirty points, but I don’t have enough for Naturists Blessing. I’d need forty-eight for that.”

“And what of any new traits that you could purchase?”

“They’re also pretty expensive. I mean, I could probably find something worth buying if I looked hard enough, but the ones I’ve been keeping an eye on cost way more than what I have right now.” Krvavy responds with a shrug. Inventory is one of those, though that wouldn’t exactly help her grow in power... Still, Nature’s Fury and The Worlds’ Wisdom, the two other traits that she could have chosen instead of Naturists Blessing way back at the beginning of her new and current life, both cost fifty points to buy. Though they’d almost certainly be cheaper to upgrade after the fact... At least that is what she hopes...

“Tha’ just means we need ta earn ya even more favour, my dearest love~.” Beryl’s grin grows wider as her trespassing hand brushes over the brat’s belly, nearly going somewhere that would earn her a glare, at the very least. “And ‘ow lucky we are ta still ‘ave one more plan~. A much more fun one at tha~.”

“Mm. Indeed.” Inanna’s firm hands press down into Krvavy’s shoulders, steadily kneading and massaging at a wonderfully relaxing pace. “I still believe that having proper penetrative sex with Adeline and myself would provide more Divine Favour, but there is no reason not to give Beryl’s idea a try first. Especially as there is no risk to it, my Ushumgal. You do not need to gamble your Favour on upgrading Superior Stud to be able to fully claim her. And if Beryl’s plan works, then you could repeat it with Thea and Khalia, albeit using a different hole – the former has Carnal Compliance to assure that possibility, and the later already has no problem with taking your length. You could do this all without spending a point.”

“Ach...” The Dryad frowns faintly, surprising pretty much everyone present. “As much as Ah’d love ta get wha’ Ah want... Tha’ just feels too selfish.” The dark pools of her eyes turn to look up at the Dwarf. “Both this adorable sweetie and yerself are our dearest love’s girls too. We all deserve ta enjoy the bliss and ecstasy o’ ‘avin’ our Krvavy’s cock fully inside o’ us. Ta feel ‘er knockin’ on the wombs she loves ta fill and will one day breed.”

Those genuine and honest words carry through the steamy air. A shiver runs down the Drakling’s spine as her dick responds to her growing desire, stiffening and pressing up against the underside of her beautiful brat’s soft thighs.

“So...” Beryl takes a deep breath, breaking the moment of silence before it can drag on for too long. “Ah say tha’, even if it isn’t needed fer me, our dearest love should still upgrade Superior Stud. Even if it doesn’t give ‘er wha’ ya want, Inanna, and even if it delays ‘er in... in growin’ stronger.”

“Let... let us not be hasty.” The Dwarf hesitantly cautions, quite clearly weighing her own desires against what she sees as the more practical option. “There is no rush. I can not speak for Adeline, but... I... I have no issue with patiently awaiting the day our Krvavy can truly take me.” For once her voice isn’t entirely steady, wavering slightly as if unsure of her own words.

“Ugh...!” Thea loudly groans. “Why are we even wasting time talking about this? We do not even know what the next level or tier, or whatever you call it, of that perverted trait is!” The bratty girl crosses her arms in an impatient pout as she tilts her head back to stare at the Drakling with an upside-down face. In doing so, her legs spread apart ever so slightly, letting her fiancée’s stiff dick poke up between her thighs. “How much does it cost, at the very least?”

The barbarian very slowly blinks. Krvavy... isn’t actually sure if she has ever looked at the next upgrade for Superior Stud, despite how often it seems to get brought up. Time to change that.

Superior Stud IV: 10 Divine Favour. Children you sire will have higher base attributes & affinities, depending on those of yourself & the mother. Increases Sex skill affinity & sexual stamina for you and your partners. Upgradable.

“Mm...” Inanna idly hums as that information is relayed to all of them. A tinge of **** hope is audible in that noise. “It cost one point of Favour for you to purchase the initial trait, yes? And then the first two upgrades cost three and six respectively, yes?” Both questions earn her a nod. The spot she is sitting in means that Krvavy can’t turn around to look directly at her though, which... mildly frustrates the barbarian. “I see a pattern. A jump in price of two, three, and then four. Thus, Superior Stud V will likely see an increase of five, costing fifteen Favour. Twenty-five to purchase them both. That is within your current budget.”

“Which is not even necessary!” Thea huffs out, obviously annoyed. “The degenerate Dragon only needs to purchase this next upgrade! If the one after that is not what she wants, then there is no need to even waste a point on it!”

Inanna is silent for a few long seconds. “Yes...” She slowly speaks up, sounding more than a little embarrassed to have not considered that. This shortstack is simply too eager and wants to be right. “That is true. Which... makes purchasing that upgrade far less of a risk...” Her sturdy fingers idly drum across Krvavy’s shoulders as she thinks aloud. “If Beryl’s plan works, then it wouldn’t be unreasonable to assume that our Krvavy would earn three points of Divine Favour for fully claiming her – one for each ‘hole’... but even if it is just one point, repeating the process with Thea and Khalia would be enough to bring her total back to thirty... thus Skilled Soul could still be upgraded...”

“My dearest love,” Beryl softly voices her own thoughts, speaking seriously and without even a hint of a teasing tone. “Tha’ upgrade still seems pretty good, even beyond sirin’ children. None o’ us’d complain over ‘avin’ more ‘sexual stamina’ while wit’ ya, and a ‘igher affinity fer Sex is also not bad. It’d ‘elp us level tha’ skill up faster, which’d give us a little bit o’ experience. Not much, but better than nothin’.”

Krvavy bites the inside of her cheek, gnawing on it as she considers her choice.

This... is really tempting. But it might not be efficient... Would she earn more than twenty-five, or even fifteen, points from finally getting to have sex with her two shortest girls...? She does want that... and it is something that she has had to work rather hard to accomplish... So... maybe...?

“Rrrghm... Mate buy before breeding!” Khalia outright demands, shoving her face right into that of her Mate.

“Yeah, obviously.” The Drakling quickly and easily answers, slightly placating the Were-Beast. “It’s just that that won’t be happening any time soon...”

“Ugh...!” Thea groans again, rolling her eyes in utter exasperation. “Just buy the damned thing already, you indecisive degenerate! Your perverted Elf and pet both want it! This little rabbit,” Adeline makes a soft squeak as she is indirectly addressed, “will do whatever you want! And I hardly care anymore! So even if the Dwarf wants to keep acting all ****, she is very much out voted!”

“Mm... I suppose Thea has a point...” The grey-skinned shortstack almost seems loathe to admit that. “My Ushumgal, unless you truly do not wish to, please purchase that upgraded trait.”

“Aye, go on~.” The corruptive influence that is Beryl encourages that decision. Her nimble hand finds the Drakling’s dick beneath the steamy hot spring water, pushing Thea’s thighs tight around its shaft before grabbing onto it herself. She seems to be quite fond of doing this sort of thing.

“Mmmmmnnnnh...” Krvavy hums and haws, brow furrowing more and more until... “Alright.” The barbarian slowly nods her head, growing more certain with her answer by the second. “Yeah..!” Her heart hammers away in her chest as her hesitation shifts into anticipation.