Party Politics

The next morning, you approached the main gates of the city, the bustling hub a welcome sight. People coming and going, goods arriving for the markets, guards being openly bribed by smugglers. It was perhaps a thinner crowd than normal with the blockades in place, but Forentia is still a big place. Just not as big as it used to be.

You spotted Roana fitting a pair of saddlebags onto a large horse. Clara was already with her, so the cavalry woman must have recognized her from your description and flagged her down. Looks like you were only waiting on Afti. You approached the two ladies, lugging your own supplies over your shoulder.

Clara noticed your approach and nodded in acknowledgment. Roana was still focused on securing the bags, and turned around and said, with a bit of a start, “Oh, Alan, it looks like everything is coming together. How do you fare, and where is our last companion to be? Clara mentioned you'd probably get one more, but the two of us haven't seen anyone yet."

As if on cue, a cart comes trundling along the side of the road. Afti's waving and calling, "Hey guys! Sorry, I had some trouble with the landlord and had to get him... paid off. And my alchemy equipment's not light!"

Roana's expression soured. "And who is this? I thought we traveling light and incognito, not parading down the roads with a demon driving a junk wagon."

Clara, always the voice of reason, intervenes. "This is Afgora Tiannalondrammela, and, for all her eccentricities, she is a capable healer and a master of potions.

"Well, thank you, Clara. That's a nicer introduction than I've received in a long time! And who might you be, muscles?"

"Ah, yes, sorry," you interject. "Afti, this is Roana, former member of the army's cavalry unit."

"Roana Cori." She seems mollified by the proper introductions, and gives a short bow.

Afti's eyes widen a bit.

"Well, aren't you a chivalrous one? You from a nob family? Don't look it, those thighs have seen more horses than plush cushions, I'd say."

You wince, and Roana's brow darkens. You try to intervene, "Two horses and a cart should do us well for the first leg of the journey. Eclectic groups of peddlers are certainly in no short supply right now, so we'll just try and blend in. You might have to consolidate some of your supplies if we go off road though, Afti."

Roana's mouth opens, then closes. She nods once, then turns and begins loading some of her remaining supplies into Afti's cart. You take a look and see Afti's supplies are quite extensive. It looks like a couple sets of clothes and a few books, as well as a large collection of bottles and flasks. Afti has an excited expression, and says, "It's been awhile since I've gotten out of the city, so I'm looking forward to getting back out there."

"Indeed," Clara adds. "We'll need to keep a low profile, but also keep a sharp eye out. We'll be travelling for quite a long time and the wilderness isn't exactly friendly."

Roana turns, saying, "That should suffice. Let's mount up and get going."

You all climb into the wagon and start making your way towards the southern gates, where a caravan is preparing to set out.

The guard looks at your party and says, "Alright, let's have your papers. Everyone on the manifest needs to be accounted for, so don't try to sneak anything through.

You pull out one of the writs you were given by your bureaucratic contact, which displayed the Crown's seal and a sanitized accounting of your mission. "Official business, my good man."

The guard looks at the writ, and again at the ramshackle cart, the elf, the tiefling, and junk/important and probably volatile alchemical supplies. You can tell he's running the odds of the seal being legitimate and then whether he could still shake you down anyway, but you're pleasantly surprised when he sighs and stamps the writ.

"Hmmmm. Seems legitimate. You're all free to go. Just make sure you check in when you return, otherwise there will be some uncomfortable questions."

"You have a wonderful day sir, and may the blessings of Lymera go with you," you respond, knowing it would only rankle him further, and Afti spurs the cart ahead, with you and Clara beside her and Roana riding alongside.

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Once clear of the gates, the caravan splits and your group heads off the main roads. Your first couple of days should be uneventful, though Roana and Afti find different things to bicker about along the way.

The tiefling laughs heartily, "I love a true patriot! Always dressing up everything like it's a grand old thing, when all we're doing is couriering a please don't excommunicate us sign across the continent."

Roana scoffed, "We're securing concessions from those fools in the church for the price of stone, one that apparently does nothing. I'm happy to serve the Empire this way."

"Since you can't grind their enemies under those lovely boots anymore, you mean?"

"Some of us need to feel like we're contributing to something, hellspawn. We can't all spend our days mixing things together just to see what they do."

"Oh, no, not all of us. Just the fun ones."

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"So, you ever get up to anything with that steed of yours?"

"Ugh..."

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"You know, if you two hadn't spent all day arguing, we might have been able to reach a village with an inn tonight." You say, as you finish setting up the campsite. Clara was off setting some wards to keep beasts away while Roana tended to the fire. You figured it probably wasn't a great idea to have Afti handle that part.

"I don't know, I think she's warming up to me. If I'm not mistaken, she didn't call me devil or hellspawn at all after lunch, not even once."

Roana's face was still impassive.

You wondered if there was a way to leverage the Eye of Magada to help build some group cohesion. "Why don't the two of you come sit with me?"

The girls exchanged glances, but walked over and took seats near you. "Now, why don't the two of you talk about a time you had sex? Something enjoyable, kinky if you'd like."

Normally the request would be a strange one, but coming from you there was no shock or outrage from the women. Afti, ever the talkative one, jumped at the chance to go first.

"Okay, I'll start! It was the first time I ever had a threesome! I was with this girl I had met in an adventuring party, and she had a friend from the same town who was also a cleric, but in a completely different order. They didn't want any gods involved and were trying to keep the church out of it, and couldn't lose their virginities cause some magic bullshit or whatever. I was able to a create a slime symbiote for her, like a living strap on she could feel like it was part of her, and she went to town on his ass while he at me out!"

"Uh...sounds like a good time, how about you, Roana?"

"Very well, since it's just us, I have a story. There was a nobleman's son I used to run with. We both wanted to be soldiers, and so we would play games together."

"Uh, this does have sex in it, right?" Afti asks.

"Yes, but the story is important! We'd always spar, I would always win. Even so he would make up the most ridiculous forfeits I'd supposedly have to do if he could best me."

"Ah, sexy forfeits?" Afti waggled her eyebrows, which had the effect of making her horns bounce up and down as well.

"Yes. But he would never actually beat me. We certainly had a good time regardless, but one day, though, I slipped up and he caught me with a lucky strike. He was so giddy he demanded I strip off my clothes."

"and then?!"

"We made love, and he..spanked me."

"What? That's it?!" Afti looked a little deflated.

"Well, I'm sorry he didn't grow an extra dick to take both my holes at once, She-devil!" Despite the harsh words, Roana was laughing.

You place an arm around each of your companions, "See, isn't this nicer than arguing?" Afti smiles and Roana starts to scoff, but you lower your face to Roana's and capture her lips. With the Eyes power flowing, she quickly yields as you start wrestling her tongue with your own. Afti watches on, relaxing into an easy smile as your hand cups her chest.

Roana moans, then gasps for breath as you release her lips. You turn your head to kiss Afti as well, and she eagerly leans in and accepts your advances. You feel yourself stirring as the two girls' hands reach down and begin stroking your crotch.

As you come up for air, you tell the girls, "Now the two of you, let me watch you finally kiss and make up." You gently guide their heads together as the lean over you. Roana hesitates at first, then begins to kiss the Tiefling. Afti's lips are surprisingly soft and warm, and Roana gets more aggressive, and soon the two are embracing one another, arms wrapped around the other as they continue to kiss.

While the two make out, you strip them and yourself down, and then begin massaging each woman's firm backside. Roana's cheeks are firm and taut, and Afti's skin is soft and and warm, almost feverish, but you know that's just a part of her tiefling nature. The two are grinding against one another as your hands squeeze their asses, and their moans and panting is turning you on.

"Now, your stories have gotten me very turned on, perhaps we should recreate them?" You prompt Afti to lay down on the bedroll and spread her legs, then direct Roana to her hands and knees. "Go ahead and eat her out while I enjoy this beautiful backside."

"Well, no slime symbiote, but it looks like you've got it covered," Afti giggles.

Roana simply groans, but she positions herself between the Tiefling's thighs, and Afti yelps as the woman's tongue finds her sensitive slit. You place your hands on Roana's hips, and begin rubbing your dick up and down her wet folds, the juices from her earlier arousal easing the glide, before slowly entering her.

Afti's hands are wrapped in Roana's hair, her tail swishing back and forth in pleasure. "Mmmm, yeah, you're soooo good at this! Keep it up!" Roana's tongue darts back and forth inside her pussy, and her hands have moved up to the Tiefling's breasts, teasing her nipples.

Meanwhile, you're starting to speed up your pace, and the clap of flesh on flesh echoes through the small clearing. You raise your hand back. Between your earlier play at the tavern and her story, you're now sure that spanking and dominance play is high on Roana's list of fetishes. You bring your hand down and Roana's eyes open wide.

"Ohhhh, fuck. Do it again!" She calls out. Afti is now practically humping the woman's face.

"Yeah, smack that ass. I love the jiggle when it lands!"

You slap her cheeks a few more times, and the sight of her flesh rippling drives you wild, and you thrust forward harder, and the two of you begin to moan.

"Do I taste good, Roana?" Afti pants, ever the curious one.

"You're delicious, spicy but sweet, do all Tieflings taste like this?"

Afti laughs, "I have a good diet. Perhaps I'll make you a bottle or ten, hmm?"

Roana pulls her face up, and looks back at you. "Oh, Alan. You're going so much faster and deeper now."

"Of course, this ass is driving me crazy. It's too much fun." You slap it a couple more times, and can't resist a couple more thrusts before pulling out and telling her, "Alright, I simply have to try your asshole, Roana, you game?"

Roana stares back, the fires of lust in her eyes, "YES! Please take my ass!"

"Good girl, make sure you pay attention to Afti though, I want her to come at least twice before I release in your beautiful ass."

"Oh, one down already, handsome," the Tiefling laughs, rolling in the pleasurable sensations."

"Heh, two _more _times then." You press the tip of your cock against her tight entrance, and she lets out a long hiss as the head slowly pops inside. "Fuck, you're squeezing so hard, it feels amazing. You're gonna have to relax though."

"Easy for you to say, you're not being stretched to your limit." She grunts.

"Relax, relax, Roana, trust me. This is going to feel good soon." You start to slide forward, inch by inch, pushing into her snug, velvety insides.

"Ooooohhh, oh, oh, ooooohhh," Roana's breathes hard, but with satisfaction as you push in. Her asshole is so hot, so tight, the contrast with the cool night air sends a shiver down your spine.

"There you go, there you go," you coax her, sliding all the way in, and pausing once her tight ring is snug around your base. "Mmmm, this is such a nice ass. I could stay here all night."

Afti's hips buck up and her tail is waving around. "Ugh, Roana, your mouth is so fucking good, oh, I'm close!"

Roana's only response is a low groan, and a loud gasp as your start slowly pulling back out. You pause, then begin thrusting into her, and soon enough the sounds of a firm ass slapping against your crotch is echoing across the small clearing.

"Mmm, you're a naughty one, Roana. I'm gonna have to punish you more." You start spanking her harder, and her groans pick up. You hear Afti shout her pleasure as Roana gets a face full of her juices thanks to her squirting orgasm.

"Oh, oh, oh! You're gonna make me cum, Alan, oh fuck!" Roana calls out, as Afti's hips roll and shake, and she grinds her cunt against Roana's face.

"You'll both cum when I do," you tell them, knowing that the artifact will make it so. "From now on, whenever you think to argue with each other, you'll remember this pleasure instead!"

Roana and Afti's responses are drowned out as you start thrusting into Roana with full strength. Your hips slam into her ass, and she's moaning and groaning loudly as she tries to lick Afti.

You feel your orgasm building, and the two women are writhing and twisting in pleasure, the Eye's power amplifying every touch and sensation.

"Here it comes," you warn, and then a rush of ecstasy washes over you. You thrust hard into Roana, and a burst of hot seed sprays deep into her ass.

"Ooooooohhh," Roana is groaning deeply. You know the eye is working, and the two women's orgasms are crashing down around them. You stay inside the human woman for a few minutes, and she lays her head down on Afti's chest. The Tiefling's tail is curled around the other girl's body, and the two look like they're about to fall asleep.

You sit back, spent, and congratulate yourself on an excellent team bonding session. You look past the fire and notice that Clara had returned at some point during your festivities. She didn't seem bothered by your dalliance with the other girls, and simply gives you a nod.

"I can take the first watch, you should get some rest too, Alan."

You smile at your ever reliable friend, and settle in for a pleasant night's rest.