The Sapphire Of The Sea

As the two of them continued chatting well into the night, gradually Lauren’s concerns about his new situation (and, frankly, his libido about the same) started to fade into the background, as they continued to trade questions, treats, and, eventually, histories.

Lauren raised an eyebrow until he felt it might hit the ceiling, his still-barely-touched lollipop hanging loosely in his grasp. “The Ruby of the Sea is your mom?!”

Jester nodded her head eagerly, the tiefling barely able to contain her pride or exuberance as she practically vibrated in place. “Sure is! Only the greatest, hottest, bestestest performer in alllll of Nicodramas!”

“You know, I played in Nicodramas for a little—”

“Alllllll of Nicodramas!” Jester continued, sweeping her arm through the air in a slight arc for emphasis. “Men would come from all over to, well, cum all over! But she’s also really really pretty, and has like a ton of songs written about her.” Jester finished with a nod.

“Don’t I know it.” Lauren said, handing his lollipop gratefully over to Jester in order to pick up his lute, place his fingers on the strings correctly, and strum out a familiar tune. “~The Ruby of the Sea is the best lay ever!~”

“That’s the one!” Jester practically squealed, bouncing up and down on her bed before coming back down with crossed arms and a knowing nod. “Though you know it sounds better in the original Infernal.”

“So they say.” Lauren said with a smile, only for it to wilt a tad once Jester handed the lollipop back over to him. “Must’ve been quite the thing to grow up around, living with all of that fame and fortune.”

“Yeah.” Jester breathed out the word into a sigh, her gaze falling down to the floor with a sudden solemnness. “It’s just kinda hard to measure up sometimes, when your mom is the best at everything she tries, and doesn’t really have a lot of time for you, and also has to keep you a secret…”

Lauren stared at the energetic blue tiefling as her mood began to match her skin, and realized that he’d somehow stumbled waist-deep into an emotional sinkhole for his new teammate. Not that he couldn’t understand, it must’ve been tough having a mother that couldn’t spend any time with you because they were too busy—

—pleasing—

—men—

Lauren’s eyes suddenly dipped low once more to the heft of Jester’s cleavage, as a way to finally put to rest all of the tensions that had been building up in both his chest and his loins finally found a way to relieve themselves. After all, if she wanted to be more like her mom anyway, wasn’t he really doing her a favor…?

With hands that were suddenly sweaty and a mouth that was suddenly dry, Lauren held the lollipop up to his mouth one last time, so that it might hide the moving of his lips. “I wish,” he began, watching the moping expression of the blue-skinned tiefling carefully throughout, “that Jester’s desire to live up to her mother’s example lead to her wanting to be a talented courtesan and pleaser of men just like the Ruby of the Sea. And—” He couldn’t help but add on one last thing, his heart thudding in time with the pulsing of blood to his cock. “—I wish that her favorite person to practice those skills on was me.”

For a moment, Lauren looked out from behind the lollipop, wondering why nothing was happening, and seconds away from reaching out to comfort Jester the normal way—when he felt it. That sharp tug at the back of his mind, more persistent this time, like he was being shoved out of the Material Plane and then pushed right back in despite not moving an inch from his spot. And then, in front of him, Jester Lavorre began to change.

Jester’s quirky-yet-modest robes flickered around her, the fabric drawing in, shoring up, and pulling tight against her frame, laying any questions about her bust-size to rest as her tunic came undone and then stitched itself back up into a heaving bodice, that revealed the bouncy inner valley of her powder-blue cleavage even while the perky orbs were at first aggressively supported, then abruptly pushed up by the garment to make them appear even larger. One of her hands brushed down against her thigh as her nails were done up in a sudden, ornate polish of a much darker blue than her skin, followed by bits and baubles of exotic jewelry and rings that made their way up her rings and fingers like a golden tide. Meanwhile, the coverage of said thigh grew less and less with each passing moment, her traveler’s robes turning to a silken gown that draped gently over her scandalous nethers and clung tightly to her curves. Her face was made-up in ways that Lauren was too much of a novice in the art of such things to understand in detail, only suddenly noticing that her eyes seemed wider, her eyelids seemed more seductive, and her lips pouted so as to invite him in a way that they simply hadn’t before. Her tail flicked absently to one side just in time for a golden ring to fit into place just behind the spade-like tip, and her horns were gradually decorated with rich blue ribbons spaced out every few inches that flowed elegantly as she moved. Lauren started as the lollipop stick still clenched in his hand grew smoother, but also more delicate, turning into the stem of a fluted wine glass that was now half-empty. As Lauren struggled to deal with the sudden yet increasingly-familiar disorientation of time and space, the regal figure in front of him reached over with her own glass, and wore a small smile as she gently tapped it against his.

“To our mothers, and to the gifts they give us.” She said, in a voice that was far more elegant and refined than the woman he’d been talking to thus far, in a tone that spoke of perfect control and poise. As she reached up to tip her glass against her painted lips, Lauren suddenly felt his heart begin to sink, wondering if his wish had taken things too far, effectively erasing the very person that he’d so wanted to seduce.

Then, after she wetted her lips together gently to savor the taste, she daintily set her glass to the side, looked to Lauren with a knowing smile, then widened her eyes to a familiar impatient brightness as she reached down and hiked her silken robes up to reveal her sopping blue snatch. “Okay, now that the boring part’s over, are you ready to fuck the shit out of my hot tiefling pussy?”

Lauren spat out his wine to the side, and his erection went stiff.