To love or not to love

Raven's fingers ran through my hair as we lounged on the plush velvet of the sofa, while Esther's lips dutifully attended to my spent cock, cleaning it with teasing flicks of her tongue.

Raven's fingers twirled in my hair as she cooed, "So, how's your merry band getting on with the ooze dungeon? Need anything from me?"

I glared at Esther, "They're addicted to Esther's 'love'. Oman and Zarah can't function without it now."

Esther, her tongue still dancing around me, looked up with purple eyes and shrugged. "What can I say? It's divine," she whispered with a hint of sanctimony.

Raven, her own eyes glittering, chimed in, "Why not put some 'love' back into the food? You know, for old times' sake?"

I groaned, "Absolutely not. I don't want them getting more addicted to that stuff. The only ones who know its properties are you, and I doubt you'll tell me more than I already know."

"Yow go-th-that ri-ss-t." Esther said, her lips still around my dick.

"Esther, honey, don't talk with your mouth full." Raven said, her palms cupping her cheeks. "But imagine the endurance! They'd fuck like rabbits and clear dungeons like heroes of myth."

Esther lifted her mouth from my cock long enough to say, "You have to admit, it's a tempting thought. Besides, my 'love' makes everyone happy, and it makes sex divine."

Raven leaned closer, her breasts brushing against my arm. "Indeed. But, oh, what delights we could indulge in if you'd loosen that chivalrous grip on your mighty sword." Her hand poked at my hilt as she spoke.

"I still don't think drugging her is the way to go." I watched Esther wrestle Raven's finger away.

Raven added, "A dash of 'love,' a pinch of control, and you've got yourself invincible warriors."

"But that's not what we are, they're our friends before they're toys to be used." I replied.

"As you wish, noble knight," Raven replied, then exchanged glances with Esther, her lips curled into a mischievous smile.