Find Out Where They Are

"This is very weird." Thamara said, her eyes still out the window. "I know this city like the back of my hand, and I couldn't tell you where we are exactly."

"I think we may have ended up in Hangman's Alley." Hood said coldly. He walked into the corner of the room and returned with a scrap of cloth. There was a purple symbol painted on it; it looked like a sun with an eye in it.

"The Guiding Light?" Thamara asked. Cynn suddenly looked very worried.

"It would seem so yes." Hood nodded. "This is their territory."

"Hangman's Alley?" Seleste put her hands on her hips. "Why don't I like the sound of that?"

"The Guiding Light is a vicious group of religious zealots who worship the deity Craven."

"Craven?" Seleste asked. "I've never heard of a Craven before..."

"He's not well known. He's believed to be the half-brother of Zelos, the Sun God." Hood informed her. "Only where Zelos is benevolent, Craven is malevolent. Vicious, cruel, and twisted. The Guiding Light seek to add to Craven's mass of demented followers. And they kill any that don't convert. And not in a nice clean fashion, either."

"I'm scared to ask what that means." Seleste remarked.

"Ever seen a man filleted like a salmon?" Hood asked. Seleste felt a chill run down her spine. "That's one of the nicer things I've seen them do."

"I don't particularly like being naked and **** in Guiding Light territory." Thamara spoke up. "Can we teleport out of here?"

"It would take several hours to properly prepare the runes, Thamara." Cynn responded, trying to keep herself together. The thought of being attacked by the Guiding Light obviously scared her. "Plus, I am very tired from our last attempt. I feel completely wiped. I don't have the energy to inscribe the runes, let alone cast the spell. Not until I've rested anyway."

"Maybe we can use a less taxing spell to our advantage." Hood said. "Nightengale has tunnels that travel all around the underbelly of the city. We can access them through several well-placed waypoints, all of which are inscribed with a special rune for detecting." He turned to Cynn. "Can you do a divining spell and locate the nearest waypoint? If we can reach those tunnels, we should be safe."

"I'm sorry, sir." Cynn shook her head. "I am exhausted. I simply don't have the energy to concentrate on a spell right now."

"Then I guess we will have to give you a jump start." Hood said. Cynn seemed to brighten a bit at that remark.

"Do you...think it's safe to do so, sir?" She asked.

"No, but we don't have much of a choice." His mouth contorted into a semi-smile. "I'm afraid this will have to just be a quick one then, Cynn."

The sorceress just smiled. "Then it's a good thing you know all my weak points, sir." She sat down on the wooden floor and uncrossed her legs, spreading them apart and showing off her vaginal lips and the thin patch of hair above it. Seleste felt herself blush. "Go ahead, sir. I am ready for you."

"Very well." Hood said and got down on his knees. He leaned forward and put his head between Cynn's legs. He immediately started to lick between the folds of skin and Cynn gasped in pleasure from the sensation.

"Whoa! What the fuck?" Seleste shouted in surprise. Her outburst spooked the distracted Cynn, but Hood didn't even flinch from his work. Cynn moaned loudly and tried to cover her mouth with her hands. "What do you think you're doing?"

"He's eating her out, obviously." Thamara said. "Wait, you mean you don't know what that means? Oh, you poor girl..."

"That's not what I meant!" Seleste yelled at the girl angrily, her cheeks crimson. She tried to move past the less-than-subtle jab. "I mean, why now? Why is he going down on her at all? I thought we were in a lot of danger?"

"Okay, okay. I guess it's time for a magic lesson." Thamara said. Cynn cried out in rapture in the background. "Magic requires physical and mental energy to perform as it takes what doesn't exist and weaves it into reality. Every spell takes it's toll on the user. If the mage is too weak, they can't properly weave the magic into existence."

"I know all that." Seleste said. "Get to the part where they are having oral sex in front of us!"

"Ever had an orgasm before?" Thamara asked.

"YES!" Seleste shouted, embarrassed.

"Then you know how reaching your climax activates sensors in your brain you didn't even know you had. The build-up is a very powerful experience that sends waves of energy through you as both your physical and mental being become aroused and exercised. The orgasm is like releasing all that pent-up energy. And if a sorcerer or sorceress can concentrate on a spell while being pleasured, the sexual stimulation provides the necessary energy to fuel the casting. And when the orgasm hits, the spell is thrust into reality." Thamara grinned. "It's messy and unrefined, but for small, simple spells, it works very well."

"You've got to be kidding me." Seleste finally responded, slightly in shock. She looked past Thamara to see Cynn arching her back; her toes were curled, her eyes were clamped shut, and her mouth was agape. Wanton moans escaped her throat as Hood's tongue teased her clit, rubbing in circles, then dropped down and inserted into the warm depths of her vagina.

"Oh! S-sir! It feels wonderful!" Cynn was gasping. "You know exactly where to lick me..." She threw her head back and cried out another set of mumbling nonsense. Seleste felt something wet trickle down her inner thighs. She tried to will herself to not be turned on, but her body turned traitorous and she became wet and horny anyway. Something about watching Cynn's reaction to Hood's licking made her wish she could trade places with the sorceress. And being able to get a good look at Hood's slightly upturned backside wasn't helping matters. Or rather, it was helping to move her in the opposite direction her mind was trying to go. She could see his cock had become erect from what he was doing and was hanging down between his legs now. Seleste licked her lips subconsciously.

"Ah! Ah!" Cynn cried out. "Sir! I...I think I'm going to come..." She began to twitch and her body started convulsing. She put one hand on the back of Hood's head and started to hump his face roughly. "Ah! Ah! I...I...I...HOOD!" She screamed and orgasm racked her body. There was a bright flash of white light in her eyes and the she fell onto her back, panting and wheezing. She was drenched in sweat and her body was giving off a glow, but Seleste didn't know if it was from the sex or the magic.

"Cynn?" Hood asked, sitting up and wiping his mouth.

"Oh God...That was amazing..." Cynn panted. "It felt like your tongue was entirely inside me..."

"The spell, Cynn." Hood stated.

"Yes...it worked." Cynn nodded, trying to catch her breath. "There's a way point three blocks from here, right outside the entrance to Hangman's Alley."

"Excellent work, Cynn." Hood said, standing up.

"Same to you, sir." Cynn responded, a dreamy smile plastered on her face. Seleste felt a burning desire between her legs and she wished she could just masturbate right away to try and get rid of it.

"All right. Let's not waste any more time." Hood said.