Stripes Between The Sheets

The Bee-Girl entered the tent a few minutes later.

The awkward situation of "I just downloaded all my sexual exploits into your virgin head" became that much more awkward because Tally hadn't thought to bring more then one cot. Granted, Brim probably would have insisted against it, but – never mind, not the point.

“Look," said Tally, apology waiting in the back of her throat. "I can sleep outside if you nee-”

Then the Bee-Girl hopped up and hungrily kissed her for a good minute.

When they finally broke for air, Tally's breath tasted like honey and she only had this to say: "...well, OK then."

"I - I don't care if you're some kind of elven sex fiend!" The Bee-Girl stood firm in front of her, face flushed but refusing to let that get to her.

"OK, sex fiend is a serious exaggeration. Just because I keep a healthy watch on all of my needs doesn't make me-"

"You saved me, Tally," said the Bee-Girl with reverence. "I'll never be able to pay you back for what you've done for me. So if I'm going to be your harem girl," she lost her voice for a second before finding it again. "I...I'm gonna be the best harem girl you've ever had! In fact: every time you sex me up, I'll sex you back twice as hard!"

"OK." Tally slowly undid her ponytail, leaving red tresses cascading down her back. "You sure you want to do this? You can still back out..."

The Bee-Girl had run out of words, so she furiously nodded her head.

Slowly, tenderly, Tally removed her armor. She wore nothing underneath, largely because it was hard to do laundry while questing, though at times like these it worked out really well for her. She came in close, inviting her new harem girl to touch her as she let her hands dance over the yellow-and-black armor buckles.

"By the way," Tally said softly as she unfastened them. "Now's a time when it's OK to call me Mistress."

They learned a few things that night.

1. Monster Girls, even virginal ones, have a hell of a lot of stamina.
2. There was, in fact, a g-spot right behind the Bee's Knees.
3. It's not a good idea to turn sex with Tally into a competition. Because Tally had a magic hand that could make people orgasm by brushing lightly against them, and she could play very dirty.

It wasn't just Brim that Tally could feel in her head, the elf realized. She could feel the Bee-Girl in there too. But while Brim felt far-off and difficult to grasp like a distant smokestack, the Bee-Girl was more...tangible, for lack of a better word.

They were lying together. The Bee-Girl had her head nestled gently on Tally's breasts, while Tally idly ran her fingers through her short hair.

“Can I touch your antennae?” Tally asked.

“Um. OK. But not too hard – mmmmmmm.” The Bee-Girl made something like a purr of contentment as elven fingers lightly stroked the thin, furry feelers atop her head.

They didn't say anything for a while, just enjoying the feeling of each other. Finally, the Bee-Girl said something.

“Vesper.”

Tally stopped stroking. “Sorry. What?”

“Vesper," the Bee-Girl repeated as she looked up at her Mistress. "That’s my name from now on.”

Tally took a minute to run the word through her vocabulary. "You sure? I think that's like an old word for prayer. I mean, of course it's your choice, but it's not the first thing I think of when I look at you."

“It's cool, it's sexy and it's everything I'm looking for. And you know why?" She looked in Tally's eyes, dead serious. "Cause it starts with a V!”

Tally took it in. Then she laughed. "Vesper it is, my badass bumblebee."

And they kissed again.