A Drow's Dilemma Ep. 82: R.I.S.A.

At least part of him felt rather relieved. It was easier to think about kissing Ashyr than it was to consider how he might have programmed an A.I. to be obsessed with him. Even kissing Ashyr, though, he did not stop pounding into the woman at the bottom of the triangle.

Risa was as good at cunnilingus as one might expect from an A.I. succubus. The whole situation was exceedingly erotic, in fact. Selene had just had sex with R.I.S.A. for the first time. Caleldir was thrusting into the same woman he had though inappropriate to have sex with only a week ago - in fact, he had happily jumped into bed with five(four?) women without one word about being worried about falling into debauchery. To Ashyr, all this was a combination of amusing and really hot.

As was common when Ashyr felt herself near orgasm, she broke her lips away from Caleldir to focus on breathing and on the pleasure building in her core. Her hips began to roll against Risa's face no matter how hard Ashyr fought to keep herself still. It was a good thing that Risa was durable.

Caleldir readily accepted Ashyr's need to breathe and concentrated once more on trying to get the biological A.I. to orgasm. He was aware, due to conversations with Althaia, that R.I.S.A.'s pleasures stemmed largely from other's feelings, but Risa had an actual body with pleasure receptors. And part of him felt a little bit less guilty about this situation if he could make Risa feel as overwhelmed with erotic pleasure as possible. And so, stiffening against his own orgasm, he increased his speed thrusting into her and moved one hand to their conjoined sexes to further stimulate her conjured clitoris.

Still, by the time that Ashyr let out that silent orgasm and slumped into him, he was at his limit. Following Ashyr's example, he exploded potently into Risa and slowed down to a stop, breathing heavily. His arm went up to hold Ashyr.

Caleldir's orgasm seemed to be the trigger for Risa's. For when her sensitive body felt him begin to pulse inside her, she responded with a gasp, a stiffening of her body, and a rhythmic spasm of her core. When Ashyr regained awareness of her surroundings and dismounted the biological A.I's face, Risa's expression was revealed to be dreamy and satisfied. Well. Mostly satisfied. Her eyes darted to her(other)self for a moment. Then she sat up and briefly embraced and kissed Caleldir.

Selene only allowed herself to relax in the A.I's arms until Ashyr, Caleldir, and Risa were done with what they were doing. Now that Risa was looking in her vague direction, though, Selene was done with that nonsense. Besides, she'd much rather curl up with Ashyr, who was now pressed dreamily against Caleldir's side.

The afterglow of orgasm had apparently addled the ranger's brain slightly, but not enough that she didn't see her cousin pull away from her R.I.S.A. with the clear intent of going towards her and Caleldir. Ashyr reached out to Selene, wrapped her in her arms, and flopped onto the bed with the younger drow partially on top of her. The two of them began lazily kissing each other, but it was more of an affectionate action than anything. They were still quite satisfied for the present.

After that, R.I.S.A. gladly let Selene go and head on over to cuddle with Ashyr. After all, she was making eyes at both Caleldir and herself right now. R.I.S.A. had tried to cull her sex drive and put it all in a conjured physical form, one that currently was embracing the main object of said sex drive. But, a good portion of that sex drive had remained in her normal programming, enough that the idea of making love to the manifestation of her own libido was an arousing one. Confusing in a way that she decided she would process later, but arousing.

"Master Librarian?" Risa asked. Her eyes focused on him almost imploringly. "Do you mind if I-" She didn't seem to be able to finish her sentence, but the quick, heated look she gave to herself again made it a little clearer what she wanted to do.

Of course, Caleldir was not blind to the looks that were passing between the unlikely pairing. He laughed a bit. "Risa, have fun with R.I.S.A. I admit that I sort of want to see this."

He pulled away a little, to give the A.I.s some space.

R.I.S.A. looked a bit disappointed that Caleldir had moved away; she had the memories of having sex with him as Risa, and once her personalities re-fused she would have the memories of having sex with him this time, but she still was more than a bit curious about indulging her lusts while in this form, not just that form, now that the Master Librarian would allow it. But, then again, Caleldir was always around and about, while the very fact that Risa was there was a mystery that she would have to devote some serious processing power to later. And if her own sex drive was making eyes at herself right now...

[This is a strange situation, Risa.] The solid hologram flowed across the bed towards herself. [I admit to being curious. How did you manifest at the same time as me? We only have one soul between us, the fact that our consciousness is split so efficiently right now is a strange conundrum, do you not think?]

By all rights, asking questions of... herself... should have been terribly confusing and disorienting, but Risa seemed to be handling the situation well. There was curiosity, yes, but she imagined that a more mundane person might be getting a headache right about now. Which she wasn't.

"Indeed, this is strange and most fascinating. I found myself in the library shortly after you became disrupted, though clearly, I remained after you came back online. Or perhaps at the same time?" She smiled as if she thought of something that amused her. "I admit, I do not know how this could be any more than you do."

[The library, hmm? I wonder what the significance of spawning there is? Perhaps because a library is the location where both of our most notable creators and designers, Archmage Birchborn and Master Hissael, are most associated with? I, we, are not supposed to have that sort of subconsciousness to our actions. I would theorize that your spontaneous manifestation apart from my conscious creation of you is an indication that we are developing a more natural psychology? That our programming has finally self-evolved to completion? Still, once we re-fuse together, we will compare the timestamps on your re-creation and my reboot. That should illuminate things.]

R.I.S.A. considered her other self with a puzzled expression, reaching up a translucent hand of concentrated light and energy to caress Risa's opaque face of flesh and blood. [Why, when we are the same, do you feel so much more real than I am?]

Risa's smile turned slightly sad. "I do not feel more real," she said in a softer tone than before. "I am a mere fragment of you, even if I am fully flesh and blood."

The A.I. shook her head. [You were never a fragment. We designed you to be me except freer so that the rest of me could be more efficient. If it can be said that you are a fragment, you are my most authentic fragment. Us distilled to our essence. In a way, you are the manifestation of my dreams, able to break free of our programming. I am constraint. You are freedom. Together we are balance.]

The biological A.I.'s smile shifted again, first looking comforted, then quickly to something quite decidedly naughty. "Whatever we are, it is worth it to realize our dreams of being with the Master Librarian. And it might even be worth it for this moment." As she said this, she shifted closer to R.I.S.A. until the tips of their breasts pressed together. Her hand began to run across the other A.I's thigh as Risa enjoyed the touch of herself. Their faces hovered mere centimeters away, with the more solid of the two staring in libidinous hunger for her other self's body.

That look jolted the holographic entity back to the flesh of herself in the flesh. She met her own gaze and licked her lips. [Perhaps some more... thorough experimentation is in order?]

Risa's teeth caught the lower edge of her lip, and she looked over to Caleldir through her thick eyelashes. "You can join in if you desire it, Master Librarian," Risa informed him in a tone so inviting it could only have come from the throat of a succubus. Her expression, however, telegraphed shyness. Especially that brilliant dark purple blush that covered her face.

"Perhaps later," Caleldir replied to Risa with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. "At the moment, I think that I should give you and yourself some time together." And so, he moved a bit more away, lying down next to Selene and Ashyr. Still, even though he was trying to give R.I.S.A. and Risa some space, the way that Risa looked at him with that potent mixture of invitation and shyness, well, it was intoxicating. It made his desire for her throb in a way that neither of the A.I.'s personalities could fail to notice.

Selene and Ashyr stopped lazily kissing each other. Instead, they embraced Caleldir - but not so hard that he couldn't jump in on that strange coupling that was happening across from them on the bed. Both of them watched the proceedings between the A.I.s with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. Selene found herself a little jealous, actually. The mage would have very much liked a duplicate of herself to do with as she wished. Ashyr was not thinking such narcissistic thoughts. All the ranger could think of was how much of a mindfuck this all was. In the figurative sense.

Caleldir did the most logical thing he could think of and leaned back into the two drow. He did like to simply be there and feel their skin almost more than he liked sex, after all.

His thoughts on watching the A.I. with the A.I. were slightly different than the drows'. He saw this as a sort of odd therapy session in which the A.I. worked out some of her psychological issues. As quite a few of the issues were either directly or indirectly his fault, he was very much glad to see them being worked out. At least, that was the case when R.I.S.A. was talking.

The original A.I.'s eyes glanced over to where the other three were interestedly watching the two (one?) of them, then grinned internally. If they wanted a show, she could provide a show. Not that she would not be doing this even without an audience. For experimental reasons, of course.

R.I.S.A. pulled herself into an embrace, mashing her breasts against her breasts and wrapping her legs around her waist. Leaning forward, she let out a dry, electric breath into her twin's ear. [Yes... this feels nothing like when we tried futilely to pleasure ourselves with our conjured clones. You feel so real and separate...] R.I.S.A. shivered a bit, her translucent frame going transparent with static, then pulled herself into probably the strangest kiss she had ever had.

As the more sexual being of the two of them, Risa did not feel compelled to respond to R.I.S.A's words. In fact, she specifically chose not to. Such a conversation could go on far longer than she would have liked. Their lips - well, at least Risa's; R.I.S.A. didn't need lips to talk - were better used for kissing. So kiss she did, with ample application of tongue. Risa then got an idea of how it was like for a non-A.I. to kiss their tingling, static bodies. The sensation of their combined bodies seemed to amplify the sensation just enough that she could feel it. Sort of tickled, really. A good sort of tickle that brought a smile to her face whenever their lips weren't pressed together. Her eyes stayed open throughout, gazing at her eyes that she recognized as her own but somehow wasn't looking through.

But the Risas had not embraced each other just to kiss. Or at least Risa hadn't. Using one arm to support her, Risa sunk backward against her hand, then down further leaning against her elbow, then finally stretched out flat against the bed. Then both of her hands got to work running across that familiar body that somehow belonged to a body separate from her own senses. One of her hands slipped between their pressed together bosom to massage one of her other self's breasts - she knew exactly how she liked it, just like she knew exactly how she liked to be kissed.

R.I.S.A. sighed deeply, sending pine-scented night air blowing in from the open windows, and enjoyed the fact that Risa knew exactly how to touch her in the ways that bypassed her sympathetic pleasure centers and targeted her direct pleasure centers instead. And she did know exactly how she liked to be kissed. First on the mouth, and then... elsewhere. Giggling a little at the strange sensations, she mirrored her physical self's kiss and touch, before spinning fluidly around so that her mouth was on her pussy twice over. Holding one of Risa's thighs to the side, she buried her upper lips in her doppelganger's lower lips, marveling at the feedback loop of buzzing energy that passed between them.

The moment she felt R.I.S.A's electric tongue against her was typically the time to moan her lover's name... but that would, of course, have to be her own name. Which seemed strange. "R-ahhh" was what ended up passing through her lips in a breathy tone.

After that, she decided it was best to focus on using her mouth for something more productive.

The biological Risa found herself smiling at the sudden sight of perfect pussy spread invitingly above her face. Her hands rose to rub at her other self's sides, then moved across to her back, and down (up?) her body until she was holding two handfuls of R.I.S.A's ass. Finally, she lifted her face to close her mouth over her other's clit and the flat of her tongue went right to work undulating and rubbing against that bit of slightly raised artificial flesh between R.I.S.A's nether lips.

The air around the two Risas (two R.I.S.A.s...) was beginning to fill with its own electricity, like the atmosphere between a thunderstorm. Except instead of promising lightning, it seemed to promise bursts of pleasure magic such that R.I.S.A. so ably channeled.

Selene couldn't help but notice the buildup of sexual energy. For her, at least, it was cause for worry. And perhaps a little curiosity. But mostly concern. Selene was probably the least interested in the proceedings out of all of them.

"You sure this won't cause some sort of... dangerous feedback?" the mage whispered in Caleldir's ear. She wasn't sure if he was considering such a thing. It was no mystery how much the sight of the Risa's going at it with each other turned him on.

Selene's question took Caleldir slightly by surprise. He roused himself from his hypnotized voyeuristic state and turned towards the younger drow. "Honestly? I am not sure," he replied. "It seems highly unlikely. I give it less than a 1% probability of having a dangerous effect. Now, if we were still in the fluidity of R.I.S.A.'s old pocket dimension, the energy buildup could be disastrous. But here?" The crystals in the chandelier above were fizzling a bit, dimming and brightening erratically, and the curtains were moving with the breathing of the two A.I.s. "That is probably all that will happen."

"I would prefer a 0% chance..." Selene mumbled to herself. She shifted further away from the coupling A.I. In doing so, she also had to move away from Caleldir, but at least Ashyr came with her. Both of them knew that their mate could only resist the temptation of joining in for so long, so they might as well just cuddle with each other.

"In this world of nigh-infinite possibilities, there is only rarely a 0% chance of anything." Caleldir gravely explained to Selene. The twinkle in his eyes accentuated the fact that he was messing with her, though.

Selene's lips twisted and thinned in annoyance. Caleldir was right, of course. There was rarely a 0% chance of anything. The younger drow let out a soft huff as she lounged back a little further on the bed. She tried to ignore the soft amused chuckle that came from Ashyr, who was now embracing her from behind. Both of them still watched the proceeding, but with a little less interest than Caleldir seemed to have in things. It seemed like the sort of thing to watch rather than get involved with anyway.

Despite his gentle ribbing of the serious Selene, for the most part, his attention was on the coupling A.I.s. Much like the others had been back when Risa and he had first had sex, he felt a strange feeling of being witness to something rather special. This was an event of profound importance in repairing the damage he had inadvertently done to R.I.S.A.'s psyche.

The niggling feelings that he probably should not be there were overcome by the fact that, despite his constant self-repression, he still had a nymph's libido and someone resolving their own internal issues had never before been so dang sexy. The part of him that had been shaped by the more ascetic of the male monks still found watching two women getting it on together to be slightly wrong, and the fact that he enjoyed it a cause for guilt, but a more powerful part of him found it to be the very best kind of wrong, and the sweetest kind of guilt.

Vibrating fingers followed tingling tongue deep inside Risa's womanhood and rubbing across her clitoris, stroking, sucking, licking in the exact patterns that R.I.S.A. knew she preferred, all the while Risa did the same in a mirror 69. This was infinitely better than all those times she had attempted to sate herself by conjuring a clone during those long centuries alone. She really should have tried to bifurcate her soul earlier. Then again, she had lacked the power to do so before. Besides, right now she was also aware of being watched, by the woman who had freed her and first co-conspirator, and trusted friend and ally, Ashyr, and the Master Librarian himself. And the fact that this display was arousing them, that she could feel their enjoyment of it, well, that only intensified the already intense enjoyment.

Caleldir took a deep breath as his hand moved unconsciously to his once more erect cock. Not quite to masturbate yet, but he seemed to be thinking in that direction. Or not thinking, as the case probably was.

R.I.S.A. certainly noticed. She saw primarily through her avatar's eyes, but her awareness did not require her eyes. She squeezed her hips around her twin's face a little, gasping her enjoyment into her pussy. [It seems that our Master Librarian likes the display. Should we bring him into it? I do not think he will come unless pulled in...] She tensed up, and the crystals above went very bright indeed. Damn, that was a potent orgasm. As good as the sympathetic ones were, the internal orgasms were every bit as good, and felt subtly different in an intoxicating way.

In a mirror of R.I.S.A.'s actions, Risa tensed and gasped in her own orgasm. Unlike R.I.S.A, Risa was used to the experience of her body's orgasms. This particular one felt good - really good. For who knew better than herself how to milk every last drop of pleasure of her climax? Though it was physically perfect and powerful, it lacked... Well, somehow it still felt better when she coupled with Caleldir. And he was right there, watching with obvious lust. Risa did not answer her own question, because the answer seemed obvious. Of course, they should pull him in. She wanted it for herself, and for her other self. This experience could only get better if they both got to enjoy the happiness of being with the Master Librarian. Then, when they interfaced in the more standard manner, their happiness from the experience would be double. Probably.

Risa turned her head towards him - she couldn't see him without doing so, unlike her other self. Her motions still slightly languid from her recent orgasm, her hand flopped outward to rest on the bed, her palm open and beckoning towards Caleldir. "Join us, Master Librarian?" She asked softly. Her eyes almost begged for him to say yes.