Terrible Company Ch. 05

"Wha... wha..." Katsa's blinked bleerily, her face was deep shade of red. "I-"

Mathilda grinned with her arms poised in the air like a conductor. One hand snuck under one of the Human's thighs, while the other hovered over Katsa's trembling, drooling sex. "Are ye ready?"

"Ready for wh-"

Mathilda's eyes flared as she attacked, one finger sliding along the tendons behind the knee while another applied pressure just so to the underside of Katsa's nub, and the Arcanist melted. Dissolved into a twitching mass of limbs and moans. Her eyes rolled up, half hidden behind heavy lids, as every glowing mass of pleasure lit up to the Healer's eyes. The Human's entire body throbbed in time. "Ah could watch that all day..."

"Should I be naked too?" Ivy asked, as she stepped noisily through the underbrush.

"No, lass." Mathilda smirked and scooped up her clothes, leaving Katsa to sunbathe and recuperate in the wake of her orgasm. "Ah'm done here, an Ah... " She blinked and stared as she pulled her breeches back up. "Where did ye find tha?"

"Ayen had it," Ivy said brightly, holding up a clear bottle with a white label and a black cork, with just a smidgen of green liquor inside.

"Tha' miserable thief!"

"She looks much better," she said, peeking past Mathilda while the Dwarf slipped back into her shirt. "You must be really good."

"Oh, Ah am," Mathilda said with a smirk, as she hopped off the rock. "Walk with me a bit now." Ivy smiled and fell in step, taller red and shorter brown. "Now, we're passin'em bylaws by majority, righ'?"

"Yes, your Highness."

"Nothing abou' what constitutes a majority, righ'?"

Ivy blinked and reached into her back pocket. "I'm not sure what you mean."

"If, suppose, it's jus' you an' me, an' Ah propose an amendmen'..."

I've frowned in thought. "Assuming I don't vote no, then yes. The amendment passes!"

"Ah, but even then, tha's a majority since my vote counts for more, righ'? Onna counta bein' in charge an' all. Call it 51%"

"That seems fair."

"Very good, lass," Mathilda laughed. "Very good. Ye got a pencil or some such?" Ivy plucked a pencil from behind her ear and nodded enthusiastically. "Good. It's time fer some new rules. What're we up to numbers-wise?"

"The next amendment would be..." Ivy thumbed through her yellow notepad. "Ooo! 40!"

"Ok. Write this down then. Proposed amendment. Concerning piggyback rides."