A Drow's Dilemma Ep. 24: Bonding

Caleldir had still not entirely recovered from his nymphen ordeal, as was clear from his hesitation. Still, if he had to choose one of the women present to have sex with (and he did) he preferred the one that would neither hit him with pain spells nor ravish him until his hips no longer functioned. Besides, Ashyr was Ashyr. So, although he acted a little recalcitrant, he was soon returning Ashyr's affection, sitting down on the bank, reaching and grabbing Ashyr by the rear and lifting her up onto his lap, where his erection was soon trapped between their stomachs.

Once she was on Caleldir's lap, Ashyr didn't waste an time in guiding him to her entrance and pressing down upon him until she was fully impaled. She seemed happy to just enjoy the feeling of him inside her for the present, and only shifted slightly against him in almost arduously slow back and forth motions. It was nowhere near the fever pace the twins took with him, which she felt would be appreciated. Her eyes drank in the sight of his true form with equal parts lust and love. "You know I can only save you from her for so long." She told him very softly. It was possible that she could only keep Althaia away from him for as long as he was inside Ashyr. It didn't look promising that the nymph would be entertained by Selene for very long. So, while it may not be the best time for that conversation, it may have been the only time. "Either you accept your fate or we ditch her. If we can."

Still holding Ashyr by the derriere, and very much enjoying the feel of it as she moved so sensuously slow on his dick, Caleldir sighed a little, both in relaxation and something like resignation. "I know that." He whispered back. "The way she looks at me, I am very surprised that she has not already jumped me. Her eyes are like yours back when I was unintentionally driving you crazy with lust," he smiled. Good times. "but somehow even worse. I can tell that she is trying to prevent herself from raping me constantly. Which, I admit, puts me a bit on edge." He sighed, enjoying the feel of being inside Ashyr. This really was not a bad way to talk. "But yeah, I know that we cannot get rid of her. She is too powerful for that. But, I have a rape fetish and..." Caleldir suddenly realized what he just said, turning bright crimson. "No! No! No I do not! Forget that I said that! I meant to say that I just did not want to be the type of person that falls into bed with every pretty girl that waves her eyelashes at him! Yeah, that is what I meant. Not the other thing. That would be insane."

Ashyr laughed somewhat louder than she meant to. Caleldir's newfound rape fetish was something she had a sneaking suspicion about, and felt that it most likely derived from the first time he'd ever had sex. She pressed a quick kiss on his lips, still smiling but trying desperately to stop. He was just so adorable and she was so happy to be connected with him and his confession was so extremely amusing. There was no way she could wipe the slightly inappropriate smile off her face. "Oh dear. It seems that Selene has affected you more than I thought. It's okay. I won't tell anyone the truth of it." Ashyr meant it, too. Besides, it would at least ruin Selene's fun if she knew. It did give her certain... ideas. She seemed to manage to get herself back under control after a few more moments. Or, more accurately, she began to feel the need build inside her. No longer able to restrain herself, she began to move against him quicker, harder.

The accidental confession had been more honest than Caleldir was even with himself. Even as Ashyr was trying to keep that grin off of her face, and failing - probably because of all the sexy wicked ideas that were going through her head - Caleldir was convincing himself that it really was a slip of the tongue and not some deep repression that he was dealing with. But if he did have a rape fetish, which he did not, obviously, it would be the fault of all these Drow and Nymphs that kept showing him how amazing it was to be helplessly under the power of a beautiful woman that wanted to do naked things to you.

...

Which was terrible and he did not like it. Obviously.

Meanwhile, Selene trembled hard against Althaia in orgasm that needed very little provocation. "Althaia!" She gasped. "Perhaps we should -" She let out a long, lusty groan. "Go to shore." The younger drow clung hard to the other woman. "Can't- can't stay standing."

The nymph grinned broadly. It was satisfying having such an easily pleased partner. She did not stop her ministrations; her fingers still manipulated the dark woman's clit. "You do not need to stand." She whispered to Selene. "Just fall into my arms, and I can promise you even more pleasure. Just let yourself be carried away on a wave of pleasure." Despite her words, Althaia still moved herself and the readily complying drow towards the shore. Specifically, towards where Ashyr and Caleldir were copulating.

Turning his thoughts from his self-deception to Ashyr, Caleldir noticed that she was getting close to an orgasm. She always began riding him faster when she felt her release coming. Which usually brought his release faster. Tightly gripping her back and moving with her, he soon reached his orgasm, his dick twitching madly as it shot his hot cum into her. He let out a long, contented sigh.

In a scene that was becoming wonderfully familiar to her, Ashyr found her climax with gasping relief as she felt Caleldir spill himself inside her. She would have been happy to just lie in his embrace after and enjoy one of the few moments they had to enjoy each other without outside 'help.' It seemed they were not alone, however. Ashyr felt a familiar back being pressed against her, the owner of which panted and moaned with abandon. How she had not noticed that racket was beyond her? Ashyr really must have been enraptured by Caleldir's embrace.

Pressing her body into the younger Duskhaven, Althaia wrapped her arms around both Drow and grasped the older cousin's breasts. Leaning past Selene, squishing their breasts together, she breathed into Ashyr's ear. "Did you miss me?" She asked lustfully.

Ashyr was almost annoyed when she heard the nymph's overtly sexual whisper in her ear. Almost. One such as her couldn't exactly help being aroused by a nymph's whisper. She was just... reluctant to share Caleldir at that moment. "One of these days, we're going to have to barricade ourselves in a cave somewhere and spend the day naked. Just you and me." She whispered in undercommon against Caleldir's ear.

If Ashyr was almost annoyed by the nymph suddenly pushing herself into their tender love scene, Caleldir was very much annoyed. "I thoroughly agree." He muttered. "We have not had enough time alone together recently." Seriously, every time the two of them tried to have sex, someone seemed to want to get 'involved'.

Ashyr winked at him and turned her attention to the two women behind her. Ashyr pulled herself off of Caleldir and carefully turned around so that her back was pressed to his front, and her breasts were against Selene's back. The younger drow groaned again in pleasure, her eyes taking on a far-away expression. Ashyr could only chuckle darkly at this. "I think you broke her." Ashyr observed to Althaia. The wide grin across her face made it clear that she wasn't being serious. Even if she had been broken, Selene looked perfectly happy with it.

The nymph made no sign of understanding Ashyr's whispering, only helped to turn Ashyr around to press into Selene. Wrapping herself closer around both Drow, she kept leaning over Selene in order to give Ashyr a deep kiss - who returned it languidly - one hand going to each woman's pussy. Althaia really was a nymphomaniac. After breaking the kiss, she gave Caleldir a libidinous look with her brilliantly purple eyes, then returned to her lesbian threesome.

Caleldir watched the scene in front of him with eyes transfixed. He gulped heavily. His erection, shrunk a little from cumming in Ashyr, sprang back up in full force. For some reason, he felt a surge of jealousy towards Selene. Which was irrational. Shaking the lustful fog out of his head, he slipped back into the pool and swam across the water to the little cave that Althaia had created before they arrived. It was cozy enough, with the party's bedding already laid out. Time to get some sleep before they began their night journey.

If he could take his eyes off of the three writhing women, that is.

The older drow let out a groan very similar to the younger's noises. She was slightly sensitive from her recent orgasm, but that quickly became unimportant. Her hands rose to grasp both of Selene's breasts and knead at them gently. When her mouth was free, she moved platinum hair out of the way and pressed lips still wet with nymph against her cousin's neck. She nibbled and sucked hard enough to leave a substantial mark even on Selene's dark skin. Ashyr would probably receive flak for that later on. In fact, she looked forward to it. The younger drow seemed extremely aroused by it for the moment.

"What do you say we break her mind a little more?" Ashyr asked Althaia with a wicked smirk. Her words were accompanied by an almost rough twist of Selene's already hard nipples. This elicited a hearty oath from its target but she was in no way asking for Ashyr to stop. It actually seemed like it made her orgasm a little. "Or not. Depends on what you're in to. As for her, there's not much she's not up for."

"Fine words... coming from you..." Selene panted. Apparently she wasn't completely broken. It helped that she'd closed her eyes from the stunning sight of Althaia and began to try to focus on something other than their roaming hands.

"You're definitely kinkier, though." Ashyr retorted. Her mind fell back to all those gleeful looks her cousin had when hurting or being hurt. That wasn't so much the older drow's thing. Not to the extent Selene would sometimes take it.

The nymph grinned broadly, twisting and sliding her body closer to Selene's. She put one leg under the younger Drow and wrapped the other around until every part of their bodies was touching, from their womanhoods to their necks. Now both of her arms were free to play with Ashyr. "I do not break minds." Althaia said naughtily. "I just fill them up with something more important."

"Same thing." Ashyr said with a shrug. A mind that could only think of sex was broken. Even Ashyr wouldn't try to argue that sex was more important than anything else someone could be thinking. The older drow just happened to be somewhat addicted to it. There was a difference. This nymph was beginning to make Ashyr suspect that nymphomania wasn't for her. Hell, she felt pretty damn normal in her sexual desires compared to Althaia.

Althaia began sliding her entire body very slightly up and down. She let out a pleased sigh. "Oh, Selene, I am glad that we had this chance to get to know each other so well. Back in the Nymph's grotto I was unable to give you the attention you to richly deserve." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "Or Caleldir. My poor cousin: he has no idea what he is missing out on!" Her hands stopped in their exploration of Ashyr long enough to give Selene's bottom a teasing pinch. "He needs to be... punished for abandoning us like that."

Caleldir had finally managed to wrench his eyes away from the very compact scene of the two women overwhelming Selene. Looking at those three go at it was bringing back memories of the time that Ashyr had brought Carlotta back to their room, and he had attempted not to watch rather than participating. That had not gone all that well, come to think of it. But he was not ready to throw himself into a bizarre kinky foursome. So, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. If his hand began idly playing with his erection, well, that was just ordinary boredom. Or something.

Though he thought it impossible, Caleldir still managed to fall asleep. Everything that had happened had thoroughly exhausted him. This fact was not unnoticed by Althaia. It was not apparent how many times she had orgasmed, but her eyes were still purple as she pulled away from the drow. "That was fun, but my cousin is right; we should get some sleep before nightfall." She gracefully flowed across the pool, but stopped before entering the cave, watching the drow dreamily collect themselves and help each other to the cave. Mortals. They got tired after only orgasming a dozen times between them. She slipped into the cave behind them.

The mage tiredly cast a spell to instantly dry the both of them off before nearly collapsing on her bed. She was asleep as soon as her head hit her pillow. Ashyr smirked at her cousin. She'd always envied the woman for being so easily pleased. But with the stamina of the nymph, it became a little less of an enviable thing. Orgasms could be exhausting. The older drow did not nearly collapse on her bed. She very carefully curled up with Caleldir to try not to wake him. Thought the ranger didn't particularly feel like sleeping, It was restful enough to lie beside Cal.

"So were all those nymphs back there really your sisters, or...?" Ashyr asked Althaia softly. If they were going to travel together they might as well get to know each other a little better. Lolth, she must have been on the surface for too long. She was starting to take an interest in other people.

Althaia looked as if she wanted to snuggle up next to Caleldir, but, seeing Ashyr there, she decorously did not. She did lay only a little bit away from him though, not quite touching, on his opposite side from Ashyr and Selene. "All nymphs call each other sister." She whispered in reply. "But we do not ordinarily have parents in the same way as other races, so we do not have siblings to same way. We simply appear in an area of superb natural beauty that becomes sufficiently soaked in faerie energy. That is how those four were born. Me? I am a bit of an oddity. Male nymphs appear spectacularly rarely, male half-nymphs just as rarely. Nymphs greatly prize male nymphs and half-nymphs, because they are our only way of having children of our own race. I am one of those children: unlike my 'sisters' who sprang full-formed from the fae, I was born to two nymphs, going through infancy, childhood, and puberty like other races. I ended up with those four because my parents went back to Faerie, but I preferred to stay here in the physical realm." As she spoke, the nymph's hands went almost idly under the covers over to Caledir and Ashyr. Ashyr could feel her grab Caleldir's dick, but she quickly withdrew her hands when she realized that the dark elf knew what she was doing and didn't look exactly approving. "Anyway." She said as if nothing had happened. "Nymphs can rarely give birth to half breeds, but I am afraid that most of us are rather vain, and enormously prefer our children to be like ourselves."

Selene didn't seemed to be bothered by the other two women's talking. She did snuggle up close to Ashyr's back and threw an arm and a leg over her body. Ashyr couldn't understand how that woman was so standoffish when awake but so... clingy when sleeping. Perhaps it had something to do with what she'd been through in the last couple months. "Ah. We don't have nymphs in the Underdark - not that I know of anyway - so I wasn't sure how it all worked. I don't read as much as you lot." Ashyr responded, making no mention of what the nymph did. "Is that what you want from him? A three-quarters nymph child? Or is it just that the half-nymph thing is a huge turn-on? Certainly is for me." She grinned one of her trademark grins as she brushed a hand very lightly across his face. Her eyes were trained on his features, not on the other woman's.

"A three-quarters nymph is a full nymph." Althaia explained. "But I do not want a child yet. Perhaps one day. I mostly want to see the world and go on adventures. It is just... my libido gets in the way sometimes. I have a pretty powerful sex drive." She smiled almost bitterly. "What do you non-fae call people with overactive libidos again? Well, now you know why. I am better at controlling myself than my sisters, but that is not saying all that much. I am just glad that a vow of chastity is not required for me to retain my paladin powers. Fortunately Aesuna is a forgiving deity in that regard, as are her servants Felesh and Merethllyr." Since the nymph referred to the goddess of love and beauty, the goddess of sexual hedonism and cats, and the goddess of festivals, respectively, that was not surprising. The only surprising thing was that any of them would be interested in empowering a lawful servant like a paladin, though to be fair Aesuna did have many paladins among the Light Elves despite her Chaotic Good nature.

Completely withdrawing her hands, Althaia yawned. "But we should get some rest. We have a long night ahead of us." Suddenly, she grinned. "I did not mean for that to be so much of a double entendre. That time." Turning around, her breathing took on the regular pattern of sleep.

Ashyr thought for a few moments on what the nymph said after turning around and falling asleep. She just wanted him because she was horny. Seemed straightforward enough, and honest enough as well. It made Ashyr feel a little bit better to know Althaia's intentions toward Caleldir. That was the main reason behind the drow's questions after all. "I suppose I can share him with you, then." She finally said aloud, though she wasn't entirely sure that the nymph was awake enough to hear her. With no one left to talk to, Ashyr let her eyes drift closed.

In the darkness, Althaia smiled.