Aelene Date, Part 6: A Bedroom Contest

Honey

Two of the drones burst through the tavern windows and pandemonium ensued. They are so fast. One charges straight for Ms. Campbell and the other straight at Honey. The bunny-girl somehow dodges the first blow; Honey feels her exoskeleton crunch from the first fist into her head. Honey stumbles, vision blurred. She doesn’t even feel the second blow.

Honey: +20 XP (Killed 2 Level 10 Monsters)

Honey: XP held in reserve until she becomes a full-time party member

Mattie

Shit. The enemy was smart, focusing down the weakest link. Blue did not even survive 2 hits. Blondie dodges two punches to the face, took a grazing blow from the third, catches the drone on fire with silvery light, then cried out in pain as she pops out of existence. Double shit.

Well, if there is one good thing about the situation, it’s that Abs gets really strong when she’s angry. And the drone that targeted Blondie really, really pissed her off. The slashes did not look particularly strong, but the drone looks... stunned? Mattie takes a shot from her baby and another from her ballista. Two shots. Two hits.

Suddenly, Blondie is back, confused. The other drone starts wailing on the bonny bunny. The first punch came too soon for Blondie to react, but the second was groggily avoided, and the third triggers silvery retribution. The drone was summoning the purple swirly power for that punch, then was stunned. Ah, they both had that Haste spell up and lost concentration. This should be...

The fireball from the stairwell interrupted Mattie’s thoughts. Abs tanks it like a champ and Blondie (mostly) hops out of the way. The stunned drones just burn. Another drone, this one blurry wielding a sword, charges down and takes a swing at Blondie. It flies over the bunny ears.

If we can drop that one, mopping up the stunned ones should be easy. Just have to figure it out. Watching Abs do her slice ‘n’ dice thing, nothing come to mind. Mattie opts to try that “gain some insight” feature. It’s highly ineffective. Well, fire a shot and hope for the best. “Focus fire on the sword drone. Others are stunned!”

Blondie tries to cast some spell. Whatever she does, it doesn’t work. The sword drone summons a blast of thunderous sound all around it. Abs and both stunned drones are pushed away from the effect. Blondie dodges another swipe of a sword. Abs just rushes right back and slashes. On her third hit, her collar and her tat all pulse from power and the sword drone turns to latex covered mashed meat.

“Fish in a barrel time, ladies!” Blondie happily hops away from the mess and the three of them take the stunned enemies down. It takes some doing (they have hefty latex armor and big health pools), but soon enough, they are down and a chest remains. Abs picks it up and the three exit.

Josie: +35 XP (Killed 5 Level 10 Monsters, x0.714 penalty [overleveled])

Mattie: +45 XP (Killed 5 Level 10 Monsters, x.909 penalty [overleveled])

Tina: +38 XP (Killed 5 Level 10 Monsters, x0.769 penalty [overleveled])

Aelene

Dinner was simple, but satisfying. Cured meats and cheeses. Hardtack. Some lovely blackberry jam. Lady Harper makes herself a protein shake, and offers shakes to the rest. Aelene is surprised by the sweetness of it. She cannot recall Lady Harper eating much sweets, neither from her embedded memories nor from her time at the Hotel. Lady Harper does not touch the jam or hardtack (neither does the good zemeitsa Glitterdust, who has seemed especially sullen since the rest period in the mines). Lady Skye at least tries it, finding the hardtack not palatable. My lady loves may be too soft?

There is a knock on the door and Lady Harper opens it. The pirate swaggers in, new clothes hugging her curves and a new rapier on her hip. “How’s the party, princess? Having a good date?”

How does she know? Harper replies, answering the unasked question, “Reasonably good date, right Aelene? I like turning the game into something for the greater good. Saving a bunch of people meets that, right?”

“Right, my betrothed. And why are we discussing the game with the pirate?”

“Because it will help win her trust and loyalty to keep these people safe.”

Sometimes, I do not understand you, my betrothed. Aelene sighs. “At the very least, could we level up now, my love?”

Airika’s eyes light up as Lady Harper pulls out her DM tablet. She starts with Aelene. 3 more fighter levels. 2 feats: Fey Teleportation to shore up her low body image issue and Skill Expert to maximize her Endurance. She feels her constitution enlarge dramatically and sits a little taller, feeling more comfortable in her own skin than she has in years. The temporary HP when her reflection dies is just a cherry on top.

“Wait, you gained 3 levels in one day? How is that...?”

“My betrothed has the power over our experience and levels. She can override that miser Ioun.”

Skye is next. 2 levels of ranger, then 1 level of rogue. Skye grabs a bunch of skills for her feat, then got access to third level spells. She can barely contain her excitement. Her grabbing lesser restoration and dispel magic as picks doesn’t matter to the drow in the slightest. She starts to sing and dance, her hair alight with moonfire, and when she finishes, the last of Glitterdust’s scrapes and cuts are healed. Skye hugs Harper so tightly. Airika is stunned, her mouth agape.

Glitterdust’s turn. 4 levels. Most bard things are boring to Aelene, but Glitter looks excited for the first time since they entered the tunnels. “I get to do all the things I never bothered to figure out how? Please, MY Harper, let me go have some fun with my new body!”

“Maybe when we get back. You did use up your dragon time for the day today, Glitter,” Harper answers. Glitter starts to frown again. The sea elf then notes, “I’m going to keep 1 level in reserve for right before my date tomorrow, just in case, but I’ll take my other 2 levels now.” Harper spends much time considering her free spells and settles on two with good tactical use (Power Word Stun and Sunburst) and two that are odd (Dream and Move Earth). Her martial abilities also increase, letting her add more damage to her basic strikes and her Mistress of the Blade feature getting sweeping attack. All in all, quite a productive effort, for only 2 levels.

The pirate continues to be stunned. “All four of you have hit levels only the most legendary of champions ever reach, and you act as if it were nothing?”

“Oh,” Harper declares, “I am well aware that it is something. It is something incredible, especially considering the cruelty of how leveling typically works here. But we need so much more power that we cannot get lost on a particular stepping stone. We are from the future, Airika. Sometime soon, The Hunger will attack Nimlith Grove directly. Aelene was stolen by the Hotel 2 weeks into the siege. So, to save as many as we can, me and mine need to be able to take on 3 armies simultaneously. We need to be stronger. So, until then, I am relying on you to keep the people here safe. And, before you two object, Eilistraee is a goddess of second chances; I am just giving Airika that courtesy. We can talk about rewards once I see what you have done here. For now, dear Airika, I bid you good night. Me and mine have other date activities to do. Right, Aelene?”

Aelene blushes and bites her lower lip. “Yes, my betrothed.”

Honey

Honey comes to laying down beside Ms McMattersen. The soldier is Identifying the loot. Honey lays, unmoving, as Ms McMattersen presents her results, which are apparently less exciting than last time.

“Okay, we have a ray gun that turns clothing into skin-tight leather versions of them. It might be the best of what we got, but I would like to have some changes of clothes, so I’m keeping it. We have an egg vibe that is magically compelled to edge you, like the one I got, but without the cantrip help that I never seem to use. And a tub of infinite creatine powder.”

Ms. Wulf answers the unasked question. “Creatine is mine, toy is Tina’s. And, with that, we’ll see you in the morning, Mattie.”

“Bye, you two. Have lots of fun having sex!”

Ms. Campbell shouts back, “We do do other things, Mattie!”

“That’s cool!”

Honey finally decides to speak, noting, “So loud, you three are.”

Ms. McMattersen looks at the nehtaliante askew. “Alright, Blue. We haven’t spent a lot of one-on-one time together yet. Captain Matilda McMattersen, U.S. Army, Reaper Division. Friends call me Mattie. And I am perfectly capable of being quiet. The only plans I have for tonight is go submit my date plan for tomorrow and turn some of my old clothes into leather outfits to meet my clothing restriction transformation. You want to do something together?”

“I am amenable to spending time with you, though I have no real preferences on what we are doing.”

The soldier stands up and stretches. “Cool. Let’s go bug the P.A.”

Glitterdust

As Aelene and Skye whisper on the bed, plotting tonight’s activities, Glitterdust sulks by the MtF goddess that is so irrationally angry at her. The chastity belt is still irritating. She telepathically reaches out to the goddess, hoping her wrath has abated, “MY Harper, will you remove the belt now?”

The goddess sighs. She must still be mad. “Glitterdust, who am I?”

Glitterdust wants to answer truthfully. That Harper is her MtF goddess, the object of her sexual desire. But she knows that her goddess is displeased by that answer. She hesitates. The goddess pounces.

“Glitterdust, who am I? If you cannot answer that question, then tonight is going to be very frustrating and boring to you.” After a pregnant pause, she continues, “Should I tell you how I see you first, then?”

Glitter blinks. She wants to tell ME who I am? I know who I am.

The goddess continues, “If I judge you purely on the surface level, it would not be pretty. If I am nothing more than your MtF fetish object...” She spat out those last words with such venom. The pause feels like a stab in Glitterdust’s heart. Harper continues, “Then you are the selfish, hedonistic super fan that that psycho hag was trying to appeal to. You are the reason me and mine have suffered so much. When I say I NEED you to stop, it’s because, until you do, you may be mine, but you aren’t one of mine. You get me?”

Glitterdust feels herself about ready to cry, for the first time since Mindtaker moved away. My goddess is rejecting ME?

The goddess takes a deep breath, then continues once more, “But, there is more to you than the surface level, Glitter. There is a familiar ache in you that makes me want to look past your obsession. I see your loneliness, even if you won’t admit to it out loud, because I felt the same way for the longest time. I was the one living alone, never venturing out of my version of a lair unless I had to for work or food. I had no real friends, no real family, no one that cared for me. And, I am sure that, in time, that lonely girl that wants to be loved will win my heart if the fetish freak will just get out of her way. So, Glitterdust, who am I?”

The whispering at the bed stopped. The other two are looking at her. “You are MY Harper. You are MY goddess, but you are also someone that wants to care about ME. But I’M a big, dumb, sexy dragon and I keep pushing you away! Please help ME, MY Harper!”

Harper places her hand on the chastity belt, then it disappears. “Skye, tie up my pet dragon for tonight, please.”

Daphne

Daphne and Scarlet are back in the dorm room. They started with a couples shower. While Scarlet has finished her shower quickly, Daphne stuck behind to enjoy the water until it got cold. When she got out, Scarlet is already wearing some comfy pajamas and is laying on the bed. Daphne grabs one of Harper’s old DoD T-shirts and slips it on. She crawls into bed beside the oread and smiles.

“Mom likes you, Scarlet.”

“Yeah, after watching my mom and Skye’s mom react to Harper, I was maybe a little worried about Calypso. Good to see at least one of them is going to be okay with her from the start.”

“Oh, yeah. When do I get to meet your parents?”

“After the show. They’re at the monastery we visited on my date.”

After Daphne unbuttons Scarlet’s pajama top, the mutual **** grip cuddle has begun. Daphne basks in the heat radiating off her her oread girlfriend. They stare into each other’s eyes. “Tell me about them.”

And Daphne snuggles in tighter, nuzzling into Scarlet’s breasts, listening to funny little stories from Scarlet’s childhood. She wants to stay awake, to hear more, but after the long week she’s been having, her eyelids are just too heavy. She doesn’t know quite when she fell asleep.

Skye

Harper just threw a wrench in Skye’s plans. Glitterdust hesitantly climbs onto the bed, presenting herself for restraining. “Um, my lady love, are you sure? Lady Aelene and I have been planning to do what we did on my date.”

Harper slips behind Lady Aelene and wraps her up. “It’s not that I didn’t have fun last night, but tonight should be about Aelene. I think both of you being tied up would undermine that. If you want Aelene to tie you up, I won’t complain, though.”

Skye thinks about that as she ties up the dastardly dragon. Should I have Lady Aelene tie me up? Being tied up by my lady love felt so good. But I wasn’t particularly present. Sounds like Harper will not be tying up Lady Aelene no matter what I do. Maybe I should keep as much of my wits as I can, for her sake? I don’t know.

Glitterdust, already under the effects of Skye’s rope transformation, interrupts, “THIS ONE’S Goddess, please bless THIS ONE with your touch! THIS ONE needs your orgasmic blessing!”

Harper sighs. The sea elf looks hurt? Disappointed? “Might be tricky, Skye, but can you gag her?”

Ooooh, there is a challenge. A couple of false starts later (those teeth are hard to get around), there is a solid rope gag in Glitterdust’s mouth. The dragon mumbles and drools. With a swat, Harper says, “I’ll deal with you in a bit, Glitter. For now, if you’ll make some room?” The dragon-girl scoots over to the edge of the bed, staring at Harper with an intensity that makes Skye a little uncomfortable.

Harper lays on her back and directs Skye to lay beside her. After a brief kiss, Harper beckons Lady Aelene over. “So, Aelene, what do you want to do? I have ideas, but tonight is your night.”

Lady Aelene looks nervous. She hasn’t really taken the lead in something like this, as far as Skye knew. Then Aelene summons her reflection. “Um, Lady Harper, I don’t rightly know. But, could we play with my reflection? I know you may accuse me of being too focused on gaining power, but I enjoyed using it during the party and I haven’t had much chance since.”

Harper smiles and nods. She whispers over to Skye, “Hey, my lovely little drow, how about a little contest? Who can make Aelene feel better? I mean, we got two of her over there?”

Skye gulps. C’mon Skye, you can please Aelene. You’ve been pleasuring each other a bunch. More than you have your wife. She nods, unable to say the words.

“Okay, Aelene, sit on our faces. Tell us who does the better job.”

Skye gulps again, as Lady Aelene’s reflection positions her special place just above Skye’s lips, her legs on either side of her head. The other Lady Aelene immediately starts to lewdly moan. Oh, I need to get started. Skye wraps her arms around the reflection’s thighs and brings her special place to Skye’s mouth. She starts to lick, slow and gentle. Tenderly. The reflection’s little moans make Skye’s heart sing. Of course, actual Lady Aelene is moaning much louder, much more gutturally as Harper goes at her version of Lady Aelene so ravenously.

Aelene: +2 VP (Mistress Brought Slut to Orgasm [Good Vibrations])

“Please, please, slow down, I’m so sensitive, Lady Harper.”

Skye keeps licking. Her Lady Aelene keeps giving her these little moans. She starts to grind, to press her special place harder on Skye’s tongue. Skye keeps licking. She feels hands on her breasts, her tummy, her thighs. Skye keeps licking. It takes what feels like forever, but her Lady Aelene shudders and cums.

Aelene: +2 VP (Brought to Orgasm by Another Slut [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking])

Skye: +2 VP (Brought Another Slut to Orgasm [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking])

“Wow,” both Ladies Aelene say, “That was intense. Lady Harper, I mean no offense, but that was too intense. Lady Skye wins the round.”

“Fair enough. Double or nothing? Who Aelene enjoys pleasing more?”

Aww, my wife is being a good sport. The spouses and the Ladies Aelene switch positions. Harper smiles at her little drow wife by her side and her betrothed between her legs. The Ladies Aelene rise up and start their ministrations at the same time. Harper plays with her Lady Aelene’s hair, smiling and staring at her betrothed. Skye watches them both.

“You and Harper are both so beautiful, Lady Aelene. I wish I could match either of you.”

Harper stares right in Skye’s eyes, boring holes in her. The sea elf leans over and places a kiss on Skye’s upper lips. “You are beautiful, my little drow wife. And I will not listen to any word otherwise. Right, Aelene?”

Skye’s Lady Aelene nods affirmative as she continues to lick. Skye enjoys the sensation and the love she’s surrounded by. Harper returns her focus on her Lady Aelene, leaning back to lightly tease the high elf’s inner thighs. It feels like both Ladies Aelene pick up the pace. Harper matches the energy and Skye? Skye just is so awash by it that she disconnects from reality for several moments. When she returns, she sees her Lady Aelene already covered in her love juices, Harper gently stroking the small of the back for both Skye and her Lady Aelene.

Aelene: +4 VP (Brought Mistress to Orgasm [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking], 2x bonus [First Time Contestant Participant])

Aelene: +2 VP (Brought Another Slut to Orgasm [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking])

Skye: +2 VP (Brought to Orgasm by Another Slut [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking])

“This round is much harder to choose,” both Aelenes say, “but, ultimately, I enjoyed Lady Skye more this night. I hope you are not disappointed, Lady Harper. Perhaps when I am more rested I would enjoy you being more rigorous?”

Harper leans in, and kisses all 3(?) of them. “Of course not, Aelene. I got a dragon to deal with, so my wife is your prize. Enjoy.”

Aelene: +3 XP (Ultimate Selfcest)