Meera and Hilde

A sigh of relief escaped Venus as the pair of hunters walked out from behind the bush, and then a blush creeped over her cheeks as she saw they were quickly trying to dress. Meera was pulling her leather breastplate back on and Hilde was tying a sash around her waist, the pair of them looking, well, disheveled and heated. The huntress tried her very best to pretend that she hadn't accidentally interrupted the two in the middle of an intimate moment. Clearly they were more than just good friends. No wonder they had paused to consider Venus' offer to join them on their mission.

“Oh, um, ahem,” Hilde cleared her throat, running a hand through her golden blonde hair and combing out a leaf that had found its way in there. “Thank you for, um, letting me know my watch was up, Meera.”

Meera nodded quickly, latching on to the story, “Yes, of course. That's it. You should get some rest now.” The half-elf looked to Venus, “Sorry about waking you. You can go back to sleep.”

Venus simply nodded and turned away, pulling her blankets back up to shield herself from the cold wind. Eyes closed, she tried desperately to get back to sleep, but could not. A half hour had passed by with no progress on the resting front when Venus began to hear.. heavy breathing and the rustling of clothing. A soft moan followed, the sound of Hilde's voice. It seemed that the pair were anxious to relieve their tension.

“Oh Meera, oh Meera, please!” The priestess whispered, desperately trying to keep her voice quiet to avoid reawakening the unintentional voyeur.

“Shh, do you want it all at once?” Meera had asked seductively, the sensual sound of her voice slipping into Venus' well-trained ears. She shiverred, probably just from the cold. Yes, it was the cold.

“N-no?” Hilde responded, her breath hitching in her throat due to some unknown stimulus before a low, pleased, moan spilled out of her.

Venus bit her lower lip, trying to ignore the sounds of their lovemaking. It wasn't polite to listen in on such an intimate moment, but could she be blamed? After all, it wasn't her fault she couldn't get back to sleep. And would it really be so wrong to take a peek? A small voice in the back of her head said that that would be just fine. It wouldn't hurt to watch for a little while. Maybe they'd even like some company?