Hold Shala in your arms.

Janlanna watches from the back, curious of what's happening.

Meanwhile, you hold the sunheart tightly in your hands, and she nuzzles up beneath your neck. She slides her hands down your barrel chest, and purrs affectionately as she enjoys the warmth of your embrace. Her hands feel over your muscles, and after a moment of her enjoying your body, she presses her painted lips against your shoulder for a kiss.

"You know my weak point, don't you, Lord Efrin?" she asks.

Given Shala underwent the Rite of the Sun, that means she has a marking somewhere on her body. If one were to place one on their forehead for example, one blow to the head would knock them out. Her decision of where it went has its ups and downs, for she decided to place it somewhere erogenous. The mark is drawn around her pussy. While that means nobody can see her weakness, it also means that any touch down here is intense. She loves it though. As you caress your hand down her body, she smiles up you excitedly.

"Of course I do," you reply. One hand grips her shoulder, while the other goes south. You slide your big, strong hand down over her thigh, and dark colour starts filling her face. "Do you want it now?"

"Oh yes I do," she moans.

You look up to Samantha whose face is strange.

She looks flustered, and she wraps her arms around her body before shuddering. "Wh-What is this feeling?" she asks under her breath. "I feel hot... What did you do to me, you witch? Don't you know who I am?"

Shala takes your cheek and gestures your attention back down. "Ignore her," she whispers.

Your fingers slide down over the front of her dress and brush against her sensitive spot. She grabs your wrist and moans softly, and she looks up to you with a lick of her lips. As your hand moves, her pleasure continues. Then you lift up her dress and knead your fingers over the front of her panties. She lets out a much louder noise of pleasure as a thin piece of fabric is all that lies between your skin and hers.

Samantha gasps out. She holds herself between the legs, and her knees wobble so much that she nearly collapses to the grass. "Oh! Oh no. Not here, please."

Shala doesn't seem to care at all that you're all out in the open, or that other people are around. Her focus is completely on you. She arches her back as you touch her again, gliding your fingers over her incredibly sensitive pussy. As she does, you notice Samantha doing the same. She whimpers. Both of the girls let out noises of pleasure in unison, though while Shala looks thrilled over the attention she's getting from you, the noble girl looks humiliated.

"My lady, are you--" Rodney starts to speak as he takes hold of her shoulder.

Samantha bats the hand away. "Don't touch me!" As she turns away, she pants heavily. Her face is red, and her body is trembling. "Ooh~..."

In the back, Inda is flushed as well, but she's watching with interest. The same goes for Janlanna. Despite being a templar of justice, she doesn't seem to be stepping in to put an end to things. Her eyes are locked onto both Samantha and Shala as they become increasingly euphoric.

"Ooh. You know just what I want," Shala speaks softly. Her hand trails down your body and feels over the bulge in your trousers. "It's been awhile. My body is aching for you, Lord Efrin. You know how much I like your big, red cock."

You take hold of her black panties and drag them off her legs to toss into the grass. Then you move your fingers back up, and you rub your thumb around her clit. The response is immediate. Shala gasps and nearly jumps right out of your grasp as her moan sends nearby birds up into the sky. At the same time, you plunge your fingers deep into her body as you hold her steady with your other hand. Shala gasps out loud and pants hot and heavy.

Samantha falls to her knees. "Oh! Aah~! I c-can't... how dare... fuck!"

"My lady," Rodney utters. He looks completely surprised, and at the same time, he can't look away.

The spell she used. It's Share Senses. Everything Shala feels, Samantha feels as well. You continue to grind your hand against her, and she gyrates her hips in a hungry rhythm. Though she suddenly grabs you by the shoulders, and breaths a heavy exhale against your neck.

She moves your hand out of the way and raises herself up to sit forward on your lap. She wraps her legs around you, clutches your neck, and looks you straight in the eyes. "For helping take care of this girl who insulted us, may I get a reward, Lord Efrin?" She smiles wide. "I promise that you'll get something out of it too."

It's taken awhile, but it looks like Samantha is starting to figure out what's going on. She waves her hand through the barely visible band of energy connecting them, and looks up with frightened eyes. "No... No, don't do it! I don't... I can't..." The girl is out of breath already. Her eyes slowly turn to Rodney, but they aren't exactly at the level of his face. She looks straight at his codpiece, panting, and she isn't looking away.

"What is it, my lady?" Rodney asks.

You stare her down and gather her thoughts. They're racing. I want to see what's behind that thing. I bet it's thick and juicy. Oh Lasis. I can't resist anymore.