Story Continue - Perfectly

Sometime later....

It was only luck that saw Zaya in the tavern that day and not in the middle of something. Well, she had returned to her new 'home' in town after doing some shopping with the girls and was currently in the middle of starting to get freaky with them. But a loud slam on the front door alerted the trio and broke up the in-progress kiss and heavy petting session.

"FUCK um...., shit..." she had to cover her mouth a tad as she pulled back her long tongue into it.

"I'm gonna kill whoever's out there." Ryia growled as she started to fix her outfit, pressing out the ruffles that had started to form.

"I would argue against that considering who's out there." Krea waved for them to join her by the crack in the door she was using to sneak a look into the main room.

A large, armored figure entered the room. The suit they were was a mix of heavy padded cloth, with..., well it looked a bit like leather but didn't have a similar sheen to it. Almost a bit like hardened gel, like honey almost. Or perhaps like her pool? That was the under armor and joints though; the heavier metal armor over it looked thick and bulky. It's designed looked more like it would protect the wearer from... well everything, blades, clubs, and the environment. A thick helmet covered the figure's face, and large gloves seemed almost sown into place for the hands. On top of the head was another sheet of metal that was brought down over the glass like face of the helmet, overing more protection... and anonymity.

This, combined with the large pole weapon on their back clearly marked their affliction. Valar Steelworks had come to pay them a visit.

"They're a LOT bigger than I expected." Even through the bulky armor, she could tell that the person inside the suit was big, bigger than herself. And Zaya wasn't terribly short herself.

"That's the one thing the town agrees on, they're all pretty big. Though can't tell who they are till they start talking, and even then, the muffled helmet tends to make it hard to hear who they are." Ryia gave one at look at her outfit and turned towards the others, "I look fine?"

"You always do." That got a giggle, but Zaya patted her shoulder, "You don't look like you had someone's tongue down your throat. Go."

She nodded and walked out the door, introducing herself to the visitor and asking if she wanted a drink. The two had grown to know her a bit and could tell she was putting on a bit more... charm to this fact. It was cute to see.

"She's gotten bold."

"Or too horny." Krea muddled as they watched her pour a couple drinks for the visitor to try, who seemed flustered and awkward.

Whoever was inside the suit was taking a good look at the barmaid's figure, even if it was clear they were trying to do so and badly hiding it. Ryia kept having fun with this, making her movements more alluring and enticing. Seemed the person inside the suit was starting to get hot and bothered by it all. Between that and asking to try some of that beer that had been given to them, the Valar worker had to take their helmet off.

A tanned woman was under all that armor, with a short head of hair and green eyes. The flush on her cheeks was a mix of probably being hot under that helmet... and the attraction going through her head. This raised a question for Zaya, one that maybe she had asked before. Still better to ask it now if this was the standard 'plan' from this point forward.

"Can't recall if I asked you but how common is it for... woman and woman to.... you know." She motioned to the pair out there and then between herself and Krea.

"No idea." That got a dumb look from Zaya so she kept going, "It's really not something I think about myself, at least before. Didn't really hate anyone that goes for their own gender but..., well not sure how much is you having an effect on that." Krea muttered back. She took a sharp intake of air, and continued, "Look I still find you attractive, just still settling into this. I suppose in my case there was always something there or considered."

"But I haven't heard of anyone getting outright punished for it. Might shake up a few noble families with heirs maybe, but people are pretty lax about it so long as it's not a real public thing. That said, new guy moves into town starts sleeping with every young adult there..., well. Probably might get ran out of town with the justification of being an Incubus. Or Succubus in your case. But I'm not very well traveled. I can't tell you how a country over or so deals with it."

"So long as it's kept behind closed doors and alleys, besides like public affection, I don't think anyone in town would mind who's banging who short of say, normal jealousy."

"Just checking. Good to know though, I'll have to have words with Ryia about flirting with anything that breathes later."

It wouldn't do if she started to get frisky with everyone that knew her as a more laid-back girl. But with someone that didn't really know here before, this should be fine. So the pair watched their girl work; tittering giggles, blushed cheeks and a bit of sway to all her motions to keep the Valar worker's eyes glued to her. Apparently, though the charm and a couple more test drinks, something was worked out between the pair. Soon enough, the Worker left, though almost stumbled into the door, distracted as she was.

"So how'd it go?" Zaya asked as Ryia came back with a spring in her step.

"Well, I got them to order another shipment, and to even get to escort it myself along with one person of my choice. Of course, I told them it might take another day or so before the next batch is ready so..." came the replay. Along with Ryia running a hand up Zaya's leg and towards her crotch, grin ever on her face.

"Down girl." Krea gave a light but audible pat on the woman's head, "While we do need another brew, just what IS the plan?"

"Well, again I'd rather not just take them for myself for a number of reasons so not just like kick the door down, kill and corrupt. Besides they'd kill me at this state anyway." Zaya pushed Ryia off her long enough to walk over to grab a mug, and filled it up from a keg nearby, "So the plan is this." She took a drink before turning back to the girls,

"Ryia and I will go on the delivery of course, but I'll sneak in a couple of my minions and Dalila to help look around their site. The bandit's idea to probably **** them could only work if they have scouts nearby, or a traitor in their ranks. After all, won't do if they have to 'guess' if they got **** in the first place. So, the plan is while there, I'll use my abilities to try and squeeze them for info along with make them more willing to trust me. At least, I'll try to warn them about the bandits trying to make an actual move against them. At best, I do that and get maybe one helper out of the deal."

"Besides, interested in that armor of theirs..., wonder if they're using the metal from the ruins for their gear and thus... maybe it's 'MY' stuff. And if that's the case, I should do something about that."

"If it IS something related to your pool, I suppose you should." Krea gave a weak shrug, "Absolute worst case, another colony somehow finds them and absorbs them into itself ahead of you."

"That is something to avoid yes..., I'd prefer to have them as allies rather than breeding pits...., though that said; I DO need some help making another batch for them." Zaya's grin started to widen as her hands went to her pants.

Krea rolled her eyes but joined a giggling Ryia, both kneeling down as that large ebony cock was freed. The pair each taking a side to run their lips down.

"You're incorrigible you know." Krea stopped long enough to mutter.

"I know. You're free to leave though." Zaya chuckled.

She of course... didn't.