Temple Training

I awoke the next day, my neck sore from sleeping on the hardwood floor. The candle that was burning last night now melted to a stump, light shining in through the window as the beams **** my eyes. I groan, sitting up on the floor and looking around seeing Opal lying on the bed, on her front and smiling as her eyes move over my body.

“Morning handsome” she says with a wink, brushing her hair over a shoulder as she tilts her body to give me a surreptitious view of her chest

I blush as I raise my blanket to cover my bare chest, I look around the room before realising that she isn’t planning on moving any time soon. “Morning Opal, uh you seemed a little drunk last night so I let you have the bed” I say as I stand up, praying to Soras that my crotch does not betray me, surely being in her temple will make her answer my prayers. I walk over to where my shirt lies on the floor and pick it up, covering my body once more

“Awh” she wines for a moment, “You know, this bed has plenty of room. You can sleep with me next time, I don’t mind” she says, I’m sure she knows what she is doing with her word choice

“Right, well hopefully you can find your room in the future” I say, my face bright red, thinking about the things she was doing with me last night. I see her dress lying on the floor and pick it up before handing it to her, “Here, we should probably get out before anyone else wakes up” I suggest, goddesses, she’s beautiful, I think as I try to draw my gaze from her body

She sighs as she takes the dress from me and starts to cover herself with it, “You know Aucus, Sephi was much more fun” she says, sending my mind in a direction that I’m not sure I want it to. She sees me looking uncomfortable with a bright red face, “Relax, I never slept with your mother” she giggles.

“Right, I never…” I trail off, seeing her looking at me with the same humorous gaze

With her dress now covering her body, she stands up from the bed, trying to tidy her hair from the mess that a night of sleep made of it. She turns her back to me, “Here, do you mind” she says

“Wha-“ I start but realise that she wants me to fasten her dress. My fingers reach forth, doing up the buttons far more nimbly than I was able to unfasten them. With her dress secured to her body she turns around and smiles, “Thanks Aucus, you're so kind” she says, planting a kiss on my cheek. The mark of her lipstick barely visible on the red of my cheek

“Come on then, since you want to get up before anyone else” she says with a sigh, then gives my butt a slap for good measure. I grab my boot, pulling it onto my foot. Opal reaches for the handle, pulling open the door and stepping out with me shortly behind her.

A low-pitched whistle sounds.

I look up, realising that my eyes were on Opal’s rear. I see Korin and Bella sat together atop stools beside the bar, a drink already in the young dwarf’s hand despite the early hour. “Well, I can’t say I blame you lad. A woman as fine looking as her, well, congratulations” he says in a merry cheer, raising his goblet and sloshing some of the spirit onto his beard.

I blush as I realise what he thinks happened, “No, I… we…. Uh didn’t-“ I start to say

Bella gives her head a shake as she looks at Opal, “The poor boy just got to the city, you can’t keep your hands to yourself for one night. You’re incorrigible” she says, trying to sound disappointed but unable to hide a smile

Opal herself does nothing to dissuade them from their thoughts, “Oh you know me Bella, he was wonderful though. You should try him some time” she says. She glides over to the bar and pours herself a cup of wine, apparently not as immune to the hangover from last night as she wishes to appear.

“No, but nothing happened” I object futilely, getting grins from the others in the room despite my protests.

“Please, no need to be modest” Opal says with a smirk, taking a seat and sipping from her cup with her legs crossed. “As… gifted as you are in some respects, I think you need to train some more with the test coming up” she offers. “I doubt you had mny opportunities to train whilst on the road, and it will do you no good to be rusty”

I look at Korin, trying to avoid the flirtatious glances from Opal, he shrugs his shoulders “Ay, a bit of training will do us some good” he agrees, “If ya can tear ya-self away from these two gems” he adds, giving Bella a wink.

“When is the test of divinities?” I ask, realising all I’ve been hearing for a while is how soon it is and nothing else, “I know it’s soon, but when? What happens after it?”

Bella answers, “The test is in two days, so you’re lucky you got here when you did. You’ll go to the citadel for the test and in the past few years they’ve taken to having new adventurers train under the tutelage of experienced adventurers for some time before you can form a party. So if you bond with a spirit then you’ll stay in the citadel with the other adventurers, and if you’re not…” she trails off for a moment before glancing at Opal, “Well, she always needs another bedwarmer” she adds with a quiet laugh

My face burns again, surely at some point I’ll gain a natural tolerance to blushing, especially if I stay around these women.

Opal takes another sip of her wine, subtly licking her lips as she looks at me. “So what do you two fight with, we’ll see if we can’t find someone to train you for a couple of days” Bella asks, I swallow the lump in my throat before speaking

“Well, I’ve been mostly training with a sword and sometimes a shield. I’ve also been training a bit more with other weapons like spears and axes, but I’m not nearly as good with them as I am a sword” I answer truthfully, Bella turns her gaze to Korin

He shrugs his shoulders “I hit things”

“You… hit things” she says, clearly not having much respect for his choice of weapon, “Right. So, maybe Guile?” she suggests looking at Opal

The woman shakes her head, “No, he’s left on a contract in the Elven realm. I think Cothin could do a good job”, Bella thinks for a moment before giving her ascent to the decision

“Yeah, I don’t think he’s done much teaching, but I think he would do a good job” Bella says as Korin and I just look at each other with equally ignorant expressions

Opal rubs her palms together as she puts down her empty cup, “Okay then, it’s settled. You take them to Cothin, and I’ll go down to the baths” she says with a smile before glancing over at me with a grin, “Aucus made me all dirty last night”

Bella smirks at me, “Alright then, you have fun in the baths” she says before forcing herself from her seat, “come on boys” Korin gets up, eagerly following behind them as I tear my eyes from Opal who gives me a wink before we leave the room

Cothin, it turns out is an elderly man in full plate armour, his short hair white from age, and scars decorating the face that is the only part of flesh visible with the armour. He had been an adventurer since his youth and intended to keep on doing so until it killed him; whilst he had grown old, the age seemed to have refined him rather than worn him down. He is as strong, if not stronger, than anyone I had ever fought before and had reflexes as finely tuned as any Elf. His skill with the sword puts even my mother to shame, doing things with the weapon that I could never hope to dream of, wielding it as skilfully as a bard wields his harp

Having accepted Bella’s request to train us, he took Korin and I outside to the back of the temple where a large dirt field was divided into partitions using wooden fences to create training squares for the adventurers to use. Equipping us and himself with training blades, ostensibly so that we couldn’t get hurt, though from his expression I thought it more likely to be so that he can hurt us as much as he wishes. Painfully, the training began

To begin, he took us one at a time. As I practiced my simple stances and sword drills on him, he deflected each attempted strike with ease and landing a hard smack with the flat of the blade on my body. When I attempted to try another technique that my mother had taught me, he deflected the blade and in one swift motion turned it into a slash that, had the blade been sharpened, would have split me from shoulder to hip.

Battered and bruised, he turned his affections to Korin, landing blow after blow on the short dwarf who did little to deflect them. Each time the pain that I felt was inflected upon him, he simply roared with laughter and rushed at the older man to batter him with his fists and try to tackle him to the ground. This lead to little success and by the end, Korin was bruised and bleeding from a few spots, though he simply spat his pain to the ground and laughed some more.

Having tried us both in battle at the same time with little difference on our part, Cothin decides our training has finished for the day and gives us some advice on how to improve before dismissing us. Korin, does not seem perturbed by the pain and declares that he is going on a hunt for more dwarven liquor in the temple, adding that he might have a look at the baths after.

With an afternoon free, I decide to check on something that has been bothering me since I saw it. The vision that I had seen when Zarin had knocked me ****. Now with access to the library in one of the three great temples of the goddesses, I decide to see if I can research what I saw, it was simply too real.

Having asked for directions, I find the library and ask the librarian if there are any books with information about women seen in visions. He directs me to a number of texts that could be useful and quickly returns to his seat at the entrance, reading a book in a language I did not recognise. From the books that I was given, I find that most accounts are from sources who are unreliable at best, having been drunken or addled with **** at the point of their vision. Others did not mention the golden colour of her eyes, most of these so-called visions also did not occur in near darkness but instead were more often than not in a bedchamber, the other recordings came from self-proclaimed prophets who also managed to make themselves significantly wealthy after they began having visions. In the end I decided that most of the accounts were either blatant lies or were not mentioning the same woman that I had seen.

Looking up through the domed glass ceiling, I realised I had been reading the texts for hours and it was growing dark outside. I restored the books to their positions on the shelves before thanking the librarian for his help, receiving a grunt in return, then finding my way back to Opal and Bella’s chamber.

When I return to the room, Korin is already drinking heavily with both Opal and Bella. Upon seeing me, the women fuss around and insist that I eat a meal they had prepared for me, serving it with a particularly strong wine. Following my meal, we drink some more though I avoid getting quite as drunk as the previous night. Opal makes no such accommodations, and her flirtations continue, her hands encouraged to move over my body by the others who seem to find my embarrassment to be a source of humour.

As the bottles run dry, Korin persists in trying to convince Bella to join him in his room again. She smiles at his persistence though flatly refuses him again, to his disappointment. I make it to my room, more stabley than the previous night and undress to my undershorts before getting into bed. As I am about to extinguish the flame of the candle that lights the room, having been replaced from the night before, my door opens once more to the view of Opal.

She is wearing a far more revealing dress than the previous day, the material halting inches above her knees with slits down the sides, her cleavage exaggerated by a low V, the green colour of the dress slipped from her shoulders as she looks at me hungrily from the doorway. I stiffen at the sight of her, watching her step in and close the door behind her.

“I’m not as drunk as last night” she says with a grin, slowly walking towards me, her hips swaying with each step, “So I don’t think I’ll be falling asleep” she adds winking at me as she drops her body atop me.

The older woman begins to slowly pull down my bedsheets, feeling my body as it goes onto display, “Opal, can we-“ she puts a finger to my lips, interrupting my speech before she presses her lips to mine. I succumb to her touch and lean into the kiss, running a hand through her golden hair as I rest it against the back of her head. She smiles into the kiss, stroking her tongue against my lip and making me gasp

“Shhh” she whispers, gripping my wrists and moving them to her waist, “be a good boy and undress me” she adds in her quiet voice as I feel her warm breath against me. I swallow and nod my head, my hands moving to find the dress fastened by strings that have been tied at the back, my hands hurry to untie them and succeed in making the dress hang loosely on Opal. She wriggles out of the dress, revealing her body to me once more, her breasts and crotch covered by black silk which barely contains her assets.

My undershorts tighten around my growing bulge as blood rushes from my head at the marvel before me. Not knowing how to resist her, my hands reach up and grip her breasts as we kiss; Opal giggles at my touch, her hands roaming across my own body with the soft tips of her fingers caressing my musculature

She reaches back and slips her bra from her shoulders, letting it drop to the bed, to my delight. My mouth departs from her lips and are drawn to her curves, my tongue slowly stroking the breasts before me and then moving to her nipples rubbing them and eliciting moans from Opal

Her hands move from my chest to my undershorts, pulling them down and giggling in delight at the sight of my erection. “Not bad” she whispers as her hands wrap around it, slowly stroking it with more skill than the night before. I groan in pleasure at her touch, moving one hand to feel her firms buttocks as her leg lifts up and rubs against my side.

“Mmm, you’re such a hard boy” she whispers , planting kisses on my face, sometimes catching my lips. “Come on, follow my lead” she adds as she takes my hand, moving it up her thigh to the silk undergarments that are dripping with moisture.

She guides my hand into her slit, gasping in pleasure as she feels my fingers twitching inside of her. She shows me the motions to make with my hands, her pleasurable sounds echoing throughout the room as the lips between her legs tighten around my fingers.

As I pleasure her, she continues stroking my member. Our tongues wrestle for dominance in the air between our lips, her hair spilling onto my chest as her soft breasts press up to me. Her gasps growing in volume as I appear to be doing something correctly. My fingers continue performing the motions until she reaches climax, the muscles between her legs tightening against them as I feel her grip on my arms harden with a loud moan escaping her lips. Eventually the grip on my fingers loosens and she guides my hand out of her, lifting my fingers up to her lips where she opens her mouth and takes them in, tasting the fluid dripping from them.

Her hand still stroking my hardness, she grins at me and slowly moves down my body, planting kisses on my chest, moving lower and lower until her face brushes against it. She lets it rub against her lips for a moment, grinning at me before winking and gently stroking it with her tongue. I feel an intense pleasure as her tongue touches the sensitive area beneath my waist, dropping my head against the pillow and closing my eyes “Opal” I moan her name

She takes me into her mouth, the warm wetness within working its way over my manhood as her head moves up and down. I cannot hold myself back as she continues, rolling her tongue across me, her lips wrap against the flesh. “Opal, I…” I gasp, “I’m going to…” she looks up towards my face and winks. Her lips tighten against my member and her tongue massages the tip as I release my seed into her mouth, groaning in pleasure

As the last of my seed is pumped into her mouth, she slowly pulls her mouth from me and swallows. She gives my softening erection another few licks before moving up onto the bed next to me, the white sap being washed from her lips as she cleans them with her tongue. “Mmm, that tasted great” she whispers to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “You’re not going to run to the floor this time, are you?” she asks as I wrap my arm around her waist

Gasping for breath after the intense delight she just gave me, I shake my head “No… no, I’m staying here” I whisper. She giggles and cuddles up with me

“That’s a good boy” she whispers as we hold our bodies to each other and drift off to unconsciousness.