Energy Expenditure

”I wonder how much mana Adantia has? It might be wise for me to lend her the Fang of the New World. She probably can’t use the last rune since it’s tied to my Shard, but that doesn’t really matter. With just the Rune of Disruption and the Rune of Puppeteering, she could take out some pretty high-level undead, unless they can shield against spell interrupts somehow. Adantia is already basically a master of manipulating objects at a distance, so it’s not likely that she would take long to get the hang of it.

”The only question is how efficient the mana usage would be for her, compared to just tearing things apart with those cables, or even going head-to-head with them herself… probably not a good idea, all things considered. Still, something to consider if we go up against something that needs to get put down immediately. Maybe Lord Brighton would get more use out of it? Dunno how much mana he has either, though, and he’s a lot less experienced with ranged attacks or object manipulation based on what little I’ve seen...”

Thoughts of that nature had been running through John’s head for hours, ever since the sun had gone down and the rest of his lovers had gone to sleep. Endless thoughts and half-formed plans based on what they had learned during their day of training, with no idea how much of it was actually applicable to the real world or what the Northern Ashes were bearing down on them with.

“Lost in thought?” John turned his head as Orria entered the room, her blonde hair peeking through the door as she gave him a soft smile. “Sorry, I knocked, but you didn’t answer.”

“Ah, yeah, I guess I was a little more out of it than I thought,” John said, his smile not touching his eyes as he rubbed at his temples. “Sorry, just trying to keep myself occupied while everyone is asleep.”

“Well, I’m still feeling pretty invigorated from all that training today…” Orria began, striding over to John with a soft sway of her hips. “I siphoned a lot of energy off those undead… do you know any way I might be able to burn some of it off?”

Despite her playful tone and the flirtatious way her fingers played along John’s shoulder, there was a genuine tone of concern to Orria’s voice. John chose not to acknowledge it, simply smiling up at her while admiring the way her light skin and golden hair played in the dim light cast by the full moon outside.

“I could probably think of a few ways to pass time until the dawn… are you sure you wouldn’t rather be out figuring out how to make ice-cream flavored berries, though?” John mused, earning a gentle flick to his ear as Orria’s hands trailed up to his neck.

“Experimenting with plants is quite enjoyable, but I think I know what I’d prefer to be doing tonight. Or what I’d prefer you be doing tonight.”

Despite the fact that her conservative attire didn’t exactly reveal much cleavage, Orria leaned forward in a way that made it perfectly clear where she wanted John to be looking.

“Hm… sit here and stress myself out with theoretical scenarios for another six hours, or spend some quality time with a beautiful elf. Hard decision, that one.”

“Do you always have to play so coy and hard to get?” Orria asked, though she giggled as she chided him. She leaned her breasts against his arm while she leaned in close enough for her lips to tickle his ear as she whispered into it.

“Lock the door and I’ll show you what I feel like doing with all this… energy.”

John turned his head and pressed his lips gently against Orria’s, enjoying the passion he felt in the way she returned his kiss. John pressed a little more firmly into the kiss and gave her lip a playful bite as mana flowed between them.

Purifier’s Muse Activated!
Nature’s Call Copied!

With another small surge of mana, John heard the sound of the lock to the room clicking shut behind them. Orria flicked her eyes over to the door, then back to him, a proud and playful smile working its way over her lips.

“My, you’re getting quite good at that,” Orria said proudly. “I could show you some advanced moves, if you’d like.”

Not waiting for a response, Orria straightened up and held her arms out. Vines sprouted from the walls and ceiling, rapidly extending until they snaked under Orria’s clothing and began to pull at it, tugging the elegant fabric off her body in one long, sensual pull. All Orria had to do to fully bare herself was lift her arms and gently step free of her pants and panties. Each article of clothing was quickly folded and deposited on the table by John’s bed, leaving her fully bare before him.

Orria’s skin was every bit as flawless below the neck as above. Her breasts were beautiful and certainly perky, solidly average in size among his lovers, and with pink nipples so lightly toned they nearly blended in with the skin around them. Her hips, waist, and particularly her ass were what truly rounded out her figure; Orria’s body curved so delectably below her navel that it seemed as if she had been sculpted by a particularly deviant artisan. Even with her only standing slightly askance, John could clearly see the curves of her voluptuous ass standing out from her back. Her ass jiggled lightly as she shifted on the balls of her feet, giggling at John as she noticed his staring but made no effort to stop it.

“Impressive. Going to use those on me?”

“Mmm, I suppose I could always tie you up for a bit and have my way with you,” Orria said, grinning deviously for a moment as she stepped over to John. “But I think we can save that for another time. I want us both to be free to enjoy each other however we want. And tonight I’d like to enjoy you by doing things myself.”

Saying that, Orria knelt down in front of him, running her hands up his legs. Her fingers slipped under John’s shirt for a moment, gently playing over his increasingly toned abdomen, then her hands slid down to the button of his pants and started to undo them.

“Much like when I’m working out in the field, I can accomplish most things with the right spell and a little bit of mana, but there’s always a certain satisfaction to getting my hands dirty,” Orria purred, sliding John’s zipper down to finally free his cock. In spite of the contemplative mood he had been in before, the sight of Orria kneeling before him nude and the sensations of her soft fingers stroking his cock had him hard in moments.

“You’re going to get more than that dirty if you keep this up,” John growled, worries and sarcasm forgotten, at least for the moment. He reached forward and ran his fingers through Orria’s long golden locks, enjoying the silky sensation across his skin as she continued to lightly stroke his member.

“That was the plan.” Orria giggled, giving his cock a few quick tugs before leaning her face in towards his tip.

Her tongue extended, running a short line over the head of his cock as she opened her mouth. Her tongue curled around his head, teasing it, before she fully engulfed him.

The heat of her mouth was incredible. Her soft tongue slid around the shaft of his cock as her lips sank down around his head, sucking gently. Orria was clearly enjoying herself, humming pleasurably around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down along it, sinking further and further down. In spite of her already obvious expertise with using her lips and tongue to pleasure his cock, she still took her time, allowing him to savor the sensation of her mouth on him.

A low groan of pleasure worked its way out of John as Orria sucked on his cock, each gentle stroke of her mouth sending another jolt of pleasure through his body. With a playful smirk, Orria pressed her tongue down along the underside of his shaft, moving it in time with her movements as she pressed her lips tightly around him. Her hand kept up its own work, gently squeezing his cock and sliding her fingers slowly, using just enough **** to give him a delicious pressure as she moved her mouth back up the length of his cock.

She continued to move her mouth and hand in unison, gentle sucking noises echoing in the room as she pleasured his cock with both mouth and hands. John continued to stroke her hair as she sucked on him, watching her bob her head up and down, tongue lashing out to lick and tease his shaft as she took him deep into her mouth. Her other hand was firmly planted on his thigh, steadying herself, and he felt her fingers squeezing his thigh as she moaned around him.

John grunted as Orria sped up her bobbing motion, moving faster on his cock. His breathing grew heavy as he felt himself approach the edge, Orria continuing to bob on his cock as she swallowed down more and more of it.

With a loud groan of pleasure, John gripped Orria's head with both hands and pressed her head down as he came in her mouth. Her throat bulged slightly as she swallowed his cock down to the base, suckling and moaning around him as she felt his cock pulsing against her tongue. She squeezed his thigh tightly as she kept his cock in her mouth, milking every drop of cum from it, and then pulled back from it with a contented sigh when at last his orgasm subsided.

"You taste good," Orria purred, giving his cock one final lick before standing back up. "I see you've been following my advice about eating more of my fruits, and less of that fast food."

"If all I had to do to get more of these blowjobs was follow some dietary advice, I'd have made you our official chef a long time ago," John replied, grinning deviously. "Did you want me to return the favor?"

"Return the favor? Oh, John... who said I was done?" Orria giggled, playfully running her fingers along his cock to tease him further. "I'm just getting started. How about we move this to the bed so you can enjoy me properly?"

"That sounds good to me," John replied, as he took Orria's hand in his and helped her to her feet.

He led her to the bed and took her in his arms as she stood beside it, enjoying the softness of her skin pressed against his own. Amid a soft tangle of limbs, Orria managed to slip his shirt off him, baring his chest. With a gentle push John sent Orria lightly tumbling atop the bed. She giggled softly as she bounced on the generous cushions, beckoning him to join her with a playful eagerness. John slid on top of Orria and leaned down to kiss her lips, pressing their bodies together as he let his tongue slip into her mouth. She returned his kiss hungrily, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down, pressing her breasts tightly against his chest.

John slid his hands down Orria's body, savoring the feeling of her soft skin and firm muscle under his fingers as he moved them lower and lower. Orria's breath grew heavier as he touched her, and when he finally moved his hand down between her legs, he could feel her slick arousal already coating her thighs. He stroked his fingers along her wetness for a few moments, enjoying the warmth of her fluids against his fingertips, before moving to tease her clit with one hand as his other two fingers found their way into her body.

Orria gasped as he slipped his fingers inside her, arching her hips up towards him and biting down gently on her lip as John began to slowly thrust his fingers into her. She writhed underneath him, and when he began to lightly stroke her clit with his thumb, she let out a pleasured cry.

"I love it when you play with my clit... a-ah... just like that," Orria gasped as John kept his thumb moving along her clit while his fingers continued to thrust into her. "But you don't need to be so gentle right now, you know... a-ah... I'm not some fragile flower that needs to be handled like glass."

John smirked at Orria's words and picked up the pace of his stroking, letting his fingers sink a little deeper into her body each time he ground them against her clit. Orria let out a soft cry as her back arched, thrusting herself up against his fingers as she brought a hand up to her lips to bite down on one of her fingers. Her hips rocked in time with his thrusts as he fucked her with his fingers, and as she reached her limit she bit down harder on her fingers, stifling her pleasured cry.

"Yesssss, John," Orria heaved, her body going into an abrupt convulsion as she came around his fingers. She clung to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as her hips bucked against his fingers, riding out her orgasm until her body went limp again.

John leaned over Orria, planting gentle kisses all over her face as she regained her composure.

"Thank you for evening the score, but... I'm not going to be satisfied until you're inside me," Orria said, giving him a playful wink. "And I know with that ability of yours, you're already more than ready to go."

"Ready and willing," John confirmed, smirking and leaning in for one more kiss before pulling back and flipping her over onto her front. "But, I do think it's about time for the main event."

"I couldn't agree more," Orria giggled, her voice almost giddy with excitement. She eagerly leaned her chest into the bed, raising her ass as best as she could with John on top of her. Orria wiggled her butt enticingly, looking over her shoulder at him and biting her lip as he stared at the smooth curve of her ass.

John leaned down, running his hands along her hips and ass, relishing the feeling of her soft skin against his palms and fingers. He gave her generous cheeks a firm squeeze and then a final slap, earning a yelp of surprise from Orria.

"Mmm, I could get used to that," Orria moaned, wiggling her ass for him again. "Don't hold back. I want to feel it."

"Oh, I'm going to make sure you feel every inch of me," John growled, giving Orria's ass another hard slap. She squeaked again as he did, arching her hips back against his cock as it throbbed against her wet pussy.

With a final slap to her ass, John rose up off Orria's hips and grabbed his cock in one hand, rubbing the head up and down against her clit for a few moments as she shuddered and moaned underneath him. Orria spread her legs further apart, hooking her ankles behind John's thighs as she looked back over her shoulder.

"Please... no more teasing. I need you inside me," Orria begged, looking up at John with an expression of raw need on her face.

John let a caring smile spread over his face, and without any further teasing, he pulled his hips back and thrust his cock inside her with a single, firm motion. Orria's eyes widened slightly and her mouth fell open in a silent gasp as he filled her, his cock sinking deep into her body until his hips were pressed tightly against her ass.

"A-ah... yessss," Orria hissed, arching her hips back to meet his thrust. She threw her head back and cried out as she felt him press deeply into her, squeezing his legs tightly with her ankles. "Th-that's it... oh... oh yes! I love the way you fill me..."

Orria continued to writhe underneath John, squirming and twisting her hips back against his cock as he began to thrust inside her. She let her arms fall behind her, grabbing onto John's hips and holding on tightly as his cock slammed against her wet inner walls and his thighs smashed into her ample ass.

"You're so fucking hot when you're like this... so eager for my cock," John groaned, relishing the feeling of her warm body underneath him and the tightness of her inner walls around his cock. He leaned down over her, thrusting a little harder as he gripped tightly onto her hips. Orria's arms were back on the bed to support her as John picked up speed, her fingers clenched around the bedsheets and her head fell forward as John pounded his cock into her body, letting out a wordless cry of pleasure.

"Yes! Yes... that's it, just like that... fuck me! A-ah... don't hold back!" Orria cried out as John continued to drive his hips against hers. She rocked her hips in time with his thrusts, trying to get his cock as deep inside her as possible with each thrust, and every time she felt him sink fully into her, she let out another pleased cry.

Orria's breath came in short, heavy gasps as John continued to thrust into her, every thrust of his cock sending another jolt of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers gripped tightly around the bedsheets and her mouth hung open, letting out an almost continuous moan as she let John use her body to his pleasure.

"Your pussy is so fucking good," John growled, gripping Orria's hips in his hands and pulling them roughly towards him each time his hips slammed down against her ass. "I could fuck you all night..."

"O-oh... I think I'd like that," Orria gasped as John continued to pound her from behind. "Mmm... f-fuck me until you come again... inside me..."

John let out a grunt of assent, renewing his efforts as he began to slam his cock into her at a quicker pace. Orria's legs wrapped around his thighs, holding tightly onto him as she started actively pulling him into her with each thrust. She could feel his cock pulsing hard against her insides as he pounded into her, the soft wetness of her pussy rubbing against his rock-hard erection.

"You're... ohhh... you're going to make me cum again..." Orria moaned, her breath ragged as John thrust into her again and again. She rocked her hips in time with his, eager for every inch of his cock as she neared the edge once more. "Are you... are you gonna cum with me?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum too," John growled, letting go of Orria's hip and instead grabbing onto her breast with his hand, pinching down on her nipple as he kept her pinned beneath him. "I'm gonna fill you up, Orria."

Orria's fingers clenched against the bedsheets as she felt John's firm grip against her breast, squeezing just hard enough to give it a little tingle of pain. "Oh, yes, I want it inside me!" Orria cried out as her back arched. John could feel her pussy clenching around his cock as she started to cum around him, and a moment later he let out a roar of triumph as his cock pulsed inside her.

With a final, powerful thrust, John buried his cock inside Orria's pussy as deep as he could, his cum squirting into her body in powerful waves. He kept his cock pressed inside her, savoring the feeling of her tight walls clamping around him as they both rode out their orgasms together.

"Fuck..." John gasped, feeling his cock slowly starting to deflate inside Orria as he came back down from his high.

"That... that was good," Orria sighed, letting out a contented laugh as John's cum slowly trickled out around his cock. "Well, wasn't this a much better way to spend your night than brooding?"

"There's a lot of night left," John said playfully, letting his hands wander along Orria's curves. "We could probably find another way to pass the time."

"I do love a challenge," Orria said with a wink, before her expression turned soft. "You really are a lot different when you're not thinking so hard about everything, you know? Sometimes you're so busy worrying about us you forget we just want to spend time with you and know that you care. I like you better this way."

"You and Sophia are pretty good at showing me what I need to be doing," John replied, planting a kiss on Orria's lips. "Come on, let's keep this going a little while longer. I'll show you just how much I care. And we can still make sure to get a good night's rest before the morning comes."

Orria giggled as she felt John's cock already hardening again inside of her.