Liam had been in some fairly intense situations in his life. But being held down by Liv while Mary and Meg prowled towards him was definitely took the cake. He had been laid more times today than he had once imagined he could get laid in his life, and yet his cock surged to full hardness as Mary took the front. Her red finger lazily drew a circle around his belly button, her thumb only having to extend slightly to touch the tip of his achingly hard cock. She flicked her thumb up and then lifted her hand daintily to her face as her whimple remained affixed to her face and hair, her robes flaring around her body in the darkness of the room.
Her tongue took a long, lewd time to slurp up the juices and cum that she had collected from his cocktip.
“Mmmh,” she sighed, quietly. “You got him nice and ready for us, didn’t you, Liv?”
The merest touch of her thumb had set Liam’s heart hammering. His nose flared and his head spun as he breathed in Mary’s pheromones. He knew that he had only gone without for about three weeks, but even that short lapse had weakened his resistance to them.
A lot.
Meg’s grin was just as wicked. She knelt down on the bed beside Liam, her hand caressing his chest. “So, you and Liv seem to be getting along well.” She nodded, then glanced at Liv. Her voice was slightly guarded.
Liv’s hands tightened on Liam’s wrists. He was about to speak up when Mary knelt down and nuzzled her nose against his balls. The edges of her outer veil brushed against his thighs and her soft, dark lips caught and sucked on his scrotum. Liam craned his head back to look up at Liv under her curtain of pale white hair, then hissed as Mary started to slowly kiss up his cock, her hand cupping his member against her face. Her nose flared as she breathed in the scent of his cock - the melange of his flavor and Liv’s. Looking past his own dick, he could see Mary’s eyes were unfocused and she was panting like a bitch in absolute heat. Liam shuddered and wondered if her being away from him had had the same impact as him being away from her.
If so, his cock was hitting her like a line of cocaine from the way she started to lap at him hungrily. He could hear a faint rustle of wings and a quiet sigh from Meg - she had dipped her hand between her thighs. One thumb ruffled her pubic feathers, while two fingers smoothly glided along her cunt-lips, then plunged up. She hissed and groaned. Then Liam grunted as Liv sat on his face with a hiss of pleasure. Her sex was still moist with his cum, and mixed between that salty flavor was her own intense arousal.
Meg snorted. “Gods above, Mary, were you stockpiling pheromones?”
Mary drew her nose and lips away from Liam’s cock, panting softly. “Sorry,” she said, not sounding sorry in the slightest. “It’s my time of the month.”
Liam had listened to all of this while tonguing hungrily at Liv’s sex. His tongue had slurped from the base of her sex to the very edge of her pert rump, his nose pressing against her ass. She smelled fresh and clean, and every time his tongue touched her clit, then licked upwards towards her taint, Liv made a quiet hiss noise, her fingernails pressing into the flesh of his belly. But hearing what Mary said made him almost jerk his head upwards.
Save that Liv’s thighs were strong and athletic enough to keep his face down against the bed.
“You have a time of the month?” Meg asked, laughing.
Mary leaned forward and closed her mouth around the thick head of Liam’s cock. She pushed forward and took three inches of hard cock into her mouth with a loud moan of ‘mmmhmm!’ That buzzing set off a rush of pleasure through Liam’s body, making him moan against Liv’s pussy as he kissed at her.
Liv hissed between clenched teeth. “Gods, your husband can eat pussy like... like, ah…” She shuddered and her voice dissolved into incoherence as Liam reached up to squeeze her ass with one hand, his other hand stroking Mary’s head as he rubbed his tongue in slow circles around Liv’s clit. Liv’s back arched and her juices flooded his mouth as she let out a sharp cry of pleasure.
Liv’s pussy moved away from Liam’s mouth and he had a few dazed moments to simply lay back and marvel in the pleasure of Mary’s mouth slipping further and further down his cock, her tongue sliding in slurping circles around his member as she bobbed her head forward, then backwards, forward then backwards. As her eagerness started to push her wimple and veil askew, Liam managed to get himself sitting up again. Meg pressed herself against his side - but just so that she could reach out and grab onto Liv. With a tug, she brought Liv against Liam’s other side.
The two women pressed against him, Meg’s larger breasts as comforting as the pillows of his bed, Liv’s smaller chest feeling silky and smooth. Liv nibbled on his ear lazily and Liam’s eyes went hooded as Mary started to hum quietly.
“Oh fuck!”
Liam knew he should have held back. He should have stopped himself from crying out. But as Meg had spoken, Mary’s tail had slipped slowly along her own sex, growing slicked with her juices as it went, until finally, the tip had pressed against his ass, worming against the sheets, then pushing slowly up into his anus. The movement had been gentle and slick enough that Liam had had no time to object. Then he had no reason too. His jaw clenched as he tried to keep from crying out as loudly again, but the feeling of that tail pressing against a place deep inside of his body, combined with the soft humming of her mouth…
It was too much.
Meg laughed, then leaned forward and kissed him, muffling his moans as Liam erupted into Mary’s mouth. Mary forced her lips forward just a bit more, her throat bobbing as she drank and drank...but as Liam felt his cum starting to taper off after the fierce heat of his first orgasm, Mary drew back. Her cheeks were distended with his cum and he watched open mouthed as she grabbed onto Liv’s hair and yanked her forward. Liv squeaked - then moaned as Mary’s lips and hers met. They kissed, and Liv accepted the cum she was being fed.
Meg smiled, watching the two.
“So,” she said. “I need to give Liv mommy lessons.”
“You…” Liam panted. “Is that a good idea?” He gasped in for some more air. “I mean, isn't it... dangerous?”
Liv shuddered as Mary’s tail slipped between their legs, coiling up to plunge into Liv’s eager cunt. She started to fuck Liv with her tail - and the motion ground Mary’s tail against the lilin’s desperate pussy. The two girls started to writhe in pleasure as they bucked and ground against one another. Liam let himself sprawl backwards into Meg’s lap, feeling her breasts cushion his head.
“Maybe, but I think it’ll be worth it,” Meg said. “Besides, we’ll need more moms.”
“Yeah, it takes a village, even with Tethis and you and the-”
“Because you’re going to knock me up tonight,” Meg said, her voice light. She spoke it as if it was a decided, done deal. But when Liam - electrified into motion by what she had said - sprang up and swung his head around to look at her, he could see her nerves. She bit her lower lip.
Liam took her hand, gently. “I…”
Meg’s voice was soft. “It’s not selfish, is it? I love Brax and Marion with all my heart. But…”
Liam cupped her cheek with his other hand. Mary and Liv both seemed to drift away in the background. Slowly, he leaned forward, then kissed Meg on the mouth. his tongue slid between her lips and Meg arched her back, mashing her breasts against his arm and chest. She pushed him back onto the bed, her wings flaring as she straddled him. Once more, Liam was brought back to his first days on Purgatory, when all was strange, save for the intense, feminine lust of Meg.
Through war and pain, love and laughter, they had grown together. And when she pushed him back and away so she could draw breath, the only words on his lips were: “Yes, god yes…”
Meg chortled. “You just want to see me get big. And round. And curvy.” She grinned. Wickedly. “I remember how you panted after Fizit while she was three months in and nearly about to sire. Well, I’ll have you know…” Her voice was husky. “Valkyrie children take a year and a day to... get ready.”
The soft slap of Liam’s cock hitting her rump as he went from half to full mast jerked a laugh out of her.
“I knew you had a pregnancy fetish!”
“I never said otherwise-”
“Knew. It.” Meg grinned, then shoved him onto the back of the bed. Her voice became a husky purr. “I hear that the spells that allow for cross-species fertilization have... interesting effects on women.” Her voice was husky.
Liam gulped.
He’d fucked Meg in the jungle, in alleyways, in dungeons, in the bath, in beds, over his desk, against walls, and on drugs. He had never thought he could feel nervous about laying her again... until now.
“I guess we better find Tethis,” he managed.
Meg’s hands grabbed onto his and then she flapped her wings once. They almost flew out of bed, Liam’s feet hitting the ground. He yelped and almost fell flat on his face as his artificial foot almost slipped off his stump. He almost tumbled on his face before Meg caught him, laughing.
“Sorry about that,” she said, grinning.
Liam made a face at her. But as they turned to go, Liv reached out with one languid arm and caught Meg’s wrist. She tugged the other woman back and herself up, Mary making a soft mewling noise as her mouth detached from Liv’s hard nipple with a soft pop. Liv looked up at Meg, her breath coming in soft, eager pants. “I heard you two,” she said.
Meg blinked, looking slightly confused. Then Liv said: “Mommy lessons.”
Meg chuckled, softly, then sat down on the bed. She gently drew Liv away from Mary’s soft, red form. Liam smiled as she saw the two naked girls sitting next to each other. Liv was the picture of pure nervousness and was trying to hide it under her normal bravado, her long white hair spilling down to almost cover her breasts. Meg looked like she was searching for the right words. And Mary... well, Mary looked like she was still in mewling fuckpet mode.
That was the moment her tail snaked around his still intact ankle and started to yank him forward. Liam’s arms flailed and he skidded along the ground before falling onto the bed. He spread his hands so as not squash Mary - and her spread her thighs wide in response. Her ankle thrust between Meg and Liv’s faces. Meg gently put her hand on Mary’s ankle and lifted her leg out of the way, her wings fluttering slightly as she closed them around her shoulders.
“I’m not sure I can be a mom,” Liv said, quietly.
Liam bit his lip and tried to be very quiet as he slipped, inch by lovely inch, into Mary’s hungry cunt. His hand clapped over her mouth and she moaned happily against his palm, her eyes closing, her face filled with utter joy and contentment as her vice tight pussy clenched on his cock. Liam nearly drew blood.
Meg reached up and gently smacked Liv’s cheek. Liv started. “The fuck-”
“I’m going to do that every time you say stupid shit,” Meg said, casually. She drew her legs up onto the bed, then crossed them. “You might not be my slave anymore, but I remember how Liam tiptoed around you the whole time, and you just drove him to distraction. So, everytime you say something stupid, I’ll smack you. Preferably on the butt.” She purred. “That’s more fun.”
Liv scowled. “Fun, huh?”
“Well, you don’t expect me to not have fun while my hubby’s balls deep in some nun.” Meg chuckled. “Hey, Liam, what’s black, white, and shuddering all over?”
Liam - who was on his fifth thrust, his body moving with glacial slowness to try and not interrupt the conversation going on beside him - hissed: “Going to hell, Meg!”
Meg laughed, then turned her head back to Liv, who was flushing slightly. “Fine. Here’s some truth. I?” Liv pointed at herself. “I’m not... I can’t... I can’t be a mom. I never planned any of this! What will I teach the kid?”
“Marion,” Meg said, quietly.
Liv bit her lip. Guilt wracked across her face and she slowly looked down. Her eyes closed as she breathed in, then out. It was a slow, measured movement of air, and Meg’s brow furrowed as she noted the slight ripple that slid along Liv’s hair, as if a kind of energy was crawling along her skin. “Marion,” Liv said. “I didn’t even pick her name…”
Meg reached out with one wing and closed it around Liv, drawing her close.
“I like it,” Liv said, turning her head aside. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t looking at Meg. Instead, her nose was pressing into the feathers of Meg’s wing as she leaned against Meg’s shoulder. Liv closed her eyes and whispered. “I’m terrified, okay? I’m terrified that I’ll just be my father again. That’ll I’ll raise a weapon, or a tool. Not a daughter.” Her finger stroked along the feathers of Meg’s wing.
Meg tried to ignore slow kindling lust that having her wings petted always lit between her thighs. Now was not the time. Instead, she instead put her hand on Liv’s shoulder - as chastely as she could. She squeezed and said: “You won’t. I’ll be here. To smack you. If you start doing stupid shit.” She smiled. “Raising your daughter to be a tool definitely falls under that umbrella.”
Liv nodded and chuckled. “I suppose it does.”
She looked at Meg, her eyes shining. Those beautiful, electric blue eyes. So similar to Meg’s, it was like looking into the eyes of a sister. Meg chuckled. “We are actually more alike than I think either of us like to admit. Yeah, I fly, and have super-strength and bigger titties-”
Liv slapped her thigh with a laugh.
“But we both had bastard fathers. We both love men who definitely don’t deserve us.”
“Hey!” Liam called weakly, his head tucked down against Mary’s shoulder, his cum dripping down her ass as she twitched and writhed in the ecstasy that only a lilin with a cunt-full of cum could feel.
“You just need my innate perfection and self-confidence!” Meg said, cheerfully thrusting out her chest as she planted her hands behind her on the bed. Liv snorted, then leaned against her. She kissed Meg’s neck gently.
“Fine,” she whispered.
Meg smiled and looped one arm around Liv’s shoulder. Her hand reached up to gently caress Liv’s ear, causing Liv to shudder slightly. Meg shook her head and simply held Liv, petting her until Liv started to snore quietly. Meg wasn’t surprised - the poor elf had been through an intense flurry of emotions and strange powers. She’d have been tuckered out in her place. Behind her, Mary was snoring as well. Liam stood with a hangdog, bedraggled look, and together, they put Liv into her bed and tucked her up against Mary. The two clung to one another and settled a moment later, Mary’s tail coiling around Liv’s waist.
“It’s going to be hard teaching her how to be maternal,” Meg said, quietly. “But it will be worth it and I’m glad she wants to be.” She paused. “Not that there’s anything wrong with not wanting to have kids, but when you already got them…” She spread her hands, slightly. “You have to step up.”
Liam took Meg’s hand. He walked her to the door of the room, then murmured. “You've been an awesome mom to Marion. She'd have been fine.”
Meg slapped him, gently. “Hah! Kids need, like, twenty moms. At least. Have you seen how much work it takes to keep them occupied?”
Liam felt his normal stab of guilt flare to life. Before he could reflect on that, though, he found himself being dragged along the corridor so fast that he nearly lost his foot. Meg held his arm in hers and walked towards Tethis’ office. They arrived to find Tethis pouring over papers and notes, her brow furrowing. Her mage-light cast a warm glow in the office, which added a delicious cast to her emerald green skin, which was mostly exposed by her small shift. Meg stole into the room nearly silently. When her hands closed around Tethis’ breasts, the small woman almost leaped into Meg’s chin with her squeal of surprise.
“Meg!” Tethis sounded angry.
Meg grinned and set Tethis down on the desk. “Get me fertile, Tethis, cause Liam and I are going to baby town.”
“No!” Tethis exclaimed.
Meg looked at Liam, then back at Tethis.
“Why not?” Liam asked, cocking his head.
“You’re still recovering from having your brain operated on!” Tethis said. “Residual healing energies are still in your body. A fertility spell is one of the most complex spells on Purgatory. It took an Ancient artifact to make splicing lizardfolk and human genetics possible, and the difference between lizardfolk and humans is far less great than the difference between a valkyrie and a human. You’re part god, part Ancient construct, and part…” She flung up her hands. “Who knows!”
Meg looked chagrined. “Really? I didn’t think it’d be that hard…”
Tethis sighed, slowly. “I can’t do it tonight.” Then her features softened. “But I will have the spell ready by the time your body is ready for it. That I promise.” She smiled slightly at Meg, who now looked resigned to waiting. But then a momentary flash of emotion crossed Tethis' face. She immediately looked intensely guilty as she tried to hide what she had been thinking. Meg and Liam glanced at one another. Liam arched an eyebrow at Meg. Meg inclined her head, as if to say: Ladies first.
Liam rolled his eyes, then smiled at Tethis. “What was it you were going to ask, Tethis?”
Tethis rubbed the back of her neck. “It was nothing.”
“Don’t make me sic Meg on-”
“I was wondering!” Tethis squeaked out, her cheeks darkening to an almost black as her flush grew more intense. “I-If I could ask for a, uh, payment.”
Liam chuckled. “I think I've kept you pretty well supplied.”
“Actually, I think you've been neglecting me,” Tethis said quietly. “Earlier was the first time in a year. Once isn't enough.”
Meg smirked. “Well, what are you waiting for, husband? Start boning Tethis so we can make a baby.”
“I want more than that,” Tethis said, blushing. “Back during the War, I was... Laurentinus and I were... were getting close. He and I were together when we were attacked, and we never got a chance to, uh, to…” She trailed off.
Liam grinned, slowly. “You want me to set something up?”
Tethis hung her head forward. Quietly, she whispered. “Yes…”
Liam reached out. His finger caught Tethis’ chin and lifted her head up. His eyes bored into hers as he leaned forward. His voice was husky and dominant. “You want me to see if Laurentinus wants to slide his cock into your tight little pussy?”
“Yesss,” Tethis hissed.
“And other places?”
“Mayyyybe,” Tethis moaned.
Liam felt his member slowly hardening again. The pheromone hit and Tethis earlier spell had left him with at least one more round. Meg rubbed her hands together with a wicked grin as Liam took Tethis’ hand in his.
“Come on. Though, ah, I should get a kilt on first.”
***
Laurentinus had been the captain of the city guard, back when it had been merely a busy trading city and not the most powerful city state in Purgatory. Now, as a general of the Cross Guard, his duties were mostly administrative. That didn’t mean that he sat around on his laurels. Liam and Tethis found him in one of the training rooms on the first level of the palace, working on his swordwork. He was as shirtless as Liam, and like Liam, handling a blade had given him a toned physique. While he lacked Liam’s sheer size and bulk, he made up for it with gymnast's grace and panther sleekness.
His green skin shone with sweat as he finished a set of moves, pausing to sheath his practice sword in its scabbard before turning to face Liam and Tethis. His face - a serious, stoic one that hadn’t even shown fear during the worst parts of the War of the False God - flashed for one instant upon seeing Tethis before he schooled it to stillness again. Coughing, he inclined his head. “Lord Vanderbilt. Lady Tethis.”
Liam nodded. “At ease, General.” He smiled. “How is training going, Laurentinus?”
Laurentinus chuckled and stretched one arm across his chest. “Well enough, Liam.”
Fighting side by side multiple times did put one on a first name basis. But Liam saw that the goblin’s eyes never stopped flicking towards Tethis. Tethis stood beside him, quivering with excitement. She clearly expected Liam to have some grand plan to get them all fucking.
Unfortunately, as Liam had discovered years before, he was not the best at grand plans when it came to seduction, and a silence stretched out awkwardly.
“How can I help you both?” Laurentinus said eventually.
In the end, Liam simply reached down, took hold of Tethis’ shift, then tugged it up and over her head. The fabric hugged her deliciously soft and full breasts upwards, then let them drop down, jiggling fetchingly as she stood completely nude before Laurentinus on the training mats. Liam grinned slightly and then gently pushed Tethis forward. She stepped forward, her hands clasping before her belly as she gaped at the general.
“I want you,” she whispered.
Laurentinus’ stoic dedication had been utterly obliterated. The only thing showing what he thought more clearly than his mouth - which hung nearly to his kilt - was, well, said kilt, which bulged around his maleness.
Laurentinus stepped forward and gently cupped Tethis’ breasts. He squeezed them, then purred. “They’re as soft as I imagined…”
“You imagined them?” Tethis squeaked, sounding overjoyed.
“How could I not?”
Liam’s member was growing harder and harder by the moment. His eyes met Laurentinus’ eyes and he made a subtle hand gesture. Laurentinus nodded quickly. Liam grinned and then shucked off his kilt. His cock swayed as he swaggered up behind Tethis, kneeling on the floor. His hands grabbed her hips and he kissed her eartip as he leaned forward. His teeth gently nibbled and Tethis’ spine went ram-rod stiff and straight as she realized just what she was getting into. Before she could say anything, Laurentinus leaned forward and kissed her. Hard. Her hands grabbed his and she squeezed him to her body.
Liam sat back as Tethis’ rump slotted against his hard cock. She ground her ass up and down his cock as Laurentinus broke the kiss and began to aggressively kiss along her neck. He bit her skin and Tethis cried out in pure bliss. “Oh General!”
“Heh.” Laurentinus grinned over her head at Liam as he started to undo his belt. “You have a way of making men feel inadequate, Liam.”
Tethis, her eyes half closed, her head lolling to the side, started to chant. Liam felt a tingling energy rush along his skin. But it didn’t settle on him. Rather, it glowed, gathered, then spread along his skin to Tethis skin to Laurentinus’ skin. The other goblin flared and gasped as his body expanded. Steam rushed from out of his ears and nose as he swelled larger and larger, until he was only a head shorter than Liam.
He had grown proportionally...
Tethis grinned weakly. “I’ve been studying Quinny’s girlfriend.” Laurentinus looked at his hands. Before he could ask any questions, Tethis added: “It only lasts thirty minutes. Quick!”
“Size queen,” Liam purred.
Tethis just laughed as she spread her thighs. Trapped between two larger men, her smaller stature felt all the more deliciously naughty. Her breasts mashed against Laurentinus chest as she rubbed her face against his green abs. Her tongue darted out as she licked him. Laurentinus grabbed onto her knees and started to stand. Liam hurriedly got his feet under him... and soon, both men held Tethis between one another, their heads easily clearing her head. They looked at one another over her and grinned.
“You know,” Laurentinus said. “I still feel inadequate.”
Liam chuckled. Then, seriously. “Tethis?”
“Mmmhhrr?” Tethis sounded almost drunk.
Liam’s grin was wicked.
“Lubricate me.”
She managed to get the words out. Barely. And as Liam felt lube spreading along his cock - cool and slick - he felt Laurentinus let go of one thigh. Taking over for holding that thigh, Liam spread Tethis wider as Laurentinus took hold of his own member. Even at the same scale, he wasn’t as big as Liam but he was still large for a goblin. And a gobliness. Tethis took his inches with a squeal of absolute delight. As he hilted himself in her moistness, Liam adjusted his grip. Laurentinus took over as if they had done this a thousand times and held Tethis in arms that were corded with iron hard muscle.
Liam took hold of his cock and pressed the lubed tip to Tethis’ pert rosebud. Her ass spread for him and she made a noise that almost sounded pained... but when he froze, she hissed out a desperate: “Yes, please, fuck, gods, yes!” through her teeth. Liam moved as gently as he could, filling her ass more and more and more. The feeling of her tightness around him was nearly enough to set him off. If he hadn’t spent himself in so many women in this one debauched night...
Well, Liam wasn’t sure what would have happened.
As it was, he kept control. He could feel Laurentinus cock filling her as well. Tethis welcomed them both, and her mouth hung open, her eyes drooped, and her ears hung low, almost against her shoulders. Her entire body had gone slack with pleasure. Liam grinned.
“I never thought I’d see this expression again…” He said as Laurentinus started to slowly slide back, then thrust back in. Tethis’ hips and his slapped together, and his balls brushed against Liam’s, adding another level of sensory excess to this moment. Liam started to move in counterpoint to Laurentinus thrusts, and Tethis jiggled between them as she started to mewl in wordless ecstasy.
“What?” Laurentinus asked around gritted teeth.
“The expression when you literally fuck Tethis’ brains out…” Liam growled - a tone of voice that came from both the pure masculinity that was roaring through his brain and the control it took to not empty both balls into Tethis right this instant. She had gone from mewling to gasping to screams. Just pure screams of pleasure. Sometimes, words came out. Words like ‘gods’ and ‘yes’ and ‘fuck.’ But for the most part, Tethis was letting her animal side show.
And when Tethis’ let her wild side out, her fingernails dug into the nearest set of shoulders. Liam was rather glad to be taking her back, and not just because her ass felt so exquisite on his cock.
Laurentinus, for his part, looked like he was taking the clawing well. His face was a mask of bliss as he leaned into Tethis, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as his balls now pounded against Liam’s as their bodies moved in unison. That was what finally set Liam over the edge - not the actual physical sensations of his balls touching another man’s, but the knowledge that he was fucking Tethis against another man, pinning her between two cocks.
It was that that broke through the last thread of willpower keeping his orgasm back.
Liam nearly passed out. His knees locked and his jaw clenched as he came and came and came. His balls spurted into Tethis’ ass, filling her to the brim, then overflowing, cum dripping down her buttocks. Meanwhile, he noticed that Laurentinus had pulled out of Tethis with a jerk of his hips. His cum shot up and Tethis laughed with pure joy as cum splashed against her belly, her thighs, her face, her breasts. As she was soaked in cum and filled with cum, Liam felt his knees almost give way. He slowly managed to get to the ground without falling or dropping Tethis. The end result was his back flared with pain and his knees ached.
Worth it.
Laurentinus sagged down and shrank slowly back to his goblin form. Liam slid out of Tethis, then slowly sprawled to the side. The three of them lay on the leather mat, breathing slowly as their hearts faded from pounding to merely hammering to just beating. Liam smiled.
“How was that?”
Tethis smiled. “Great.”
Laurentinus laughed. “Dare I ask?”
Tethis started to stammer out an explanation - but Liam listened with only half an ear. Instead, he looked up at the rafters... and frowned.
Had that been a crow he had seen up there?
***
Kailey shook her head as her vision returned to her body. Quinn’s hands were firmly planted on her breasts, caressing her gently as she waited for her lover to return. Kailey laughed softly.
“So, you say that Tethis was a bit cautious?”
“Totally afraid of her own sexuality,” Quinn said, nodding. “It took, like, three ales before she’d even kiss me.”
Kailey grinned. “I think you might find talking to her again now quite... instructive.”
Quinn laughed, softly.
Then, in the darkness of the room, Quinn asked: “Are you sure about this?”
Kailey was silent for a time. She considered everything she had seen of Babylon, of this Free Lord, of his household. She considered paladins with their gleaming swords of steel and magic. She considered the strange woman who had fallen from the sky and her fully automatic musket. She considered this all with a mind honed in Tuatha politics and piratical command... and came to the only obvious conclusion.
“We have to hold out for a Letter of Marque. No naval commissions, no chains. We need something we can get rid of in a hurry if the war turns.”
Quinn nodded.
“And we need to keep our eyes open.” Kailey grinned. “Just in case we need some leverage.”
“Just in case, right?” Quinn’s eyes narrowed slightly, her hands sliding along her lover’s muscular belly. “We’re sticking here unless the war goes real bad.”
“Of course!” Kailey turned slowly around. She pushed her lover back onto the bed, her hands going to her shoulders. Her voice grew soft. “Besides. With us standing against him, how could Ares stand a fucking chance?”