As the warm water of the temple’s public bath washed away the body paints that covered them, Dys hungrily devoured Alex’s mouth. Her demonic lover had been a temptress on the dance floor earlier; her lithe body had moved and swayed in ways that shouldn’t have been possible thanks to her many strong tentacles, and she had been increasingly forward as the night had worn on about her intentions. Jadis had done her best to resist the wily Demon’s blatant seductions just for the continued integrity of the Vital Overflow ritual. However, now that they were alone, she intended to give her lover everything that she had been begging for all night long.
“I love you so much,” Dys panted into Alex’s mouth. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I love you…” Alex purred as her many arms and tentacles slid around Dys’ body. “My perfect… Jadis…”
As Dys’ hands roamed her lover’s slick body, she barely remembered to consciously activate the Exhibitionistic Accession ritual that still needed to be completed. If she were honest with herself, in that moment Jadis couldn’t give two shits about whether they performed the ritual correctly or not. Her only real interest was being inside her Alex as quickly as possible. If she could have, she would have done the same with the rest of her lovers at the same time. However, circumstances allowed for only one of her three selves to abscond with one lover without remark.
Back in the High Temple of Lyssandria’s ritual hall, most of the participants of the Vital Overflow rave were still gathered. The general mood of the crowd was both positive and, frankly, lustful, but a slight damper had been introduced in the form of Second Prince Kestil.
Kestil hadn’t been obnoxious with his entrance. The golden-skinned elf had slipped in largely unnoticed, leaving his retinue of guards outside the main doors. However, a person like the prince couldn’t go unnoticed for long, and already people in the crowd were starting to realize that the man who was second in line to the imperial throne was in the room and was currently chatting up the Hero.
Wilhelm was putting on a good front of polite interest in whatever Kestil was saying to him, but Jadis could tell that the Hero would have much preferred to have continued to hold the blushing Jocelyn rather than engage in conversation with the prince. The half-naked Oracle, for her part, was standing behind the Hero, blushing beet red as she did her best to go unnoticed by the highborn elf. To his credit, Kestil appeared to be purposefully overlooking the current state of undress that both Wilhelm and Jocelyn were in, and while she couldn’t really hear what he was saying from her two positions, it didn’t look like he was dragging things out, either.
Jadis was still a little miffed that the man may have inadvertently spoiled any chances that the two awkward humans might have had of hooking up that night.
“Where did you and Alex go?” Aila asked Jay as she watched the interaction between the three figures out of the corner of her eye.
“Accession ritual,” Jay replied shortly, just in case others in the room might be listening.
“Ah. Do you… need help?”
Jay smirked, turning slightly to give her redheaded lover a long look.
“Running interference,” Aila clarified dryly, though her cheeks were starting to look a lot like Jocelyn’s.
“The more people that stay in this room, the better, I think,” Jay continued to smirk at the scantily clad mage. “And I’m definitely going to need your help later tonight.”
“You need help with something?” Sabina chirped as she wandered over to them, a plate of food in one hand. “What are we doing? Do you want my help? Should I go get the others or—”
Jay’s hand snaked around Sabina’s waist and pulled the muscular half-elf into her lap as she sat down on a cushioned seat that groaned heavily under her weight. With her other arm, she pulled Aila close so that she was forced to sit on her other thigh, sharing her lap with Sabina.
“Right now, I just need your help feeding me,” Jay nuzzled Sabina’s cheek. “Aila, too. She’s exhausted and starving and can barely lift her arms anymore.”
“I am not—”
Aila’s objection was cut off as Sabina shoved some kind of cracker slathered in a green jam into the redhead’s open mouth. Giggling at the face Aila made, Sabina leaned forward and licked a bit of the sweet jelly off the side of her cheek.
“Open wide,” the smith said as she looked up at Jay, another cracker in hand.
“Ahh,” Jay opened her mouth happily for her lover.
“Ah!” Dys cried out as her lover voraciously devoured her cock.
She and Alex had moved to one of the smaller pools in the temple bathhouse. With Dys sitting on the edge of the steaming basin, Alex had partially submerged herself in the water and was lavishing the Nephilim’s throbbing shaft with worshipful attention. Since she had no need to breathe, the Demon’s mouth never left Dys’ cock as she bobbed her head up and down, swallowing her to the root on every downward pass.
Unending oral was not the extent of Alex’s assault, either. Multiple tentacles had found their way inside of Dys’ pussy and were pumping into her in time with Alex’s bobbing head. The double assault was mind-blowingly intense, and there was a part of Jadis that was content to just lean back and let her lover have her way with her.
That part wasn’t the part in control of her Dys self, though.
With her left hand on the back of Alex’s head, Dys grasped onto the Demon’s hair tentacles and roughly increased the pace. The heat inside her was already high thanks to the rave, and she wasn’t in the mood to be passive. Driving Alex’s head down, she relished in the sensations of her lover’s tight, wet throat squeezing her cock. As she controlled the tempo, she noticed that Alex changed her tentacle thrusts to match her rapid movements.
Alex really was such a good girl.
Grinning at the three neon-blue eyes that were staring up at her adoringly, Dys held Alex’s head in place as she began thrusting into her with her hips. The thrusts were shallow, but fast, and they were exactly what Dys needed as she could feel the already tight lump in the pit of her stomach turn hard as steel. She wasn’t going to last long, which was fine. She was eager to fill her Demon’s belly with seed, just as she had demanded, so she could flip her around and fill her core with even more.
Reaching out with her right hand, Dys pried one of Alex’s monster hands from her thigh and held on tightly. With fingers interlocked, she squeezed her lover’s hand in time with the gulping swallows that Alex performed every time Dys’ cock bottomed out inside her throat. It was a strangely loving moment, despite the depraved lewdness, and Jadis felt like she could have remained that way for an eternity. Mentally, at least. Physically, on the other hand, she was seconds away from slipping over the edge.
As her cock began to pulse preemptively before release, Dys locked her legs around Alex’s head, keeping her length sheathed inside the Demon’s twitching throat. As she began to pour her seed inside her lover, several of Alex’s tentacles wrapped around Dys’ legs and ankles, holding her even tighter, as if Dys was in any danger of slipping out of her beautiful paladin’s wet embrace.
Dys leaned back, her eyes half closed, as she emptied out the reservoir of thick cum she had built up within her directly into Alex’s stomach. As always, it felt like an impossible amount, way more than even someone of her immense size should have been capable of. As her toes twitched in the throes of pleasure, a part of Dys idly wondered if Alex’s flat belly would look round again with all the seed she was being pumped with.
That errant thought immediately brought Jadis’ attention to the fact that Alex was no longer pregnant, which was very much a condition they were both willing to change.
As Dys’ convulsing member slowed its deluge, she lessened the vice-like grip her legs had around Alex’s head, allowing the Demon to pull off most of the way. Not completely, as Alex’s mouth lingered on her cockhead, giving her long and prehensile tongue time to play with her crown. Bringing the hand she had grasped up to her lips, Dys kissed Alex’s knuckles.
“I hope you’re ready,” Dys grinned at Alex, “Because I’m about to—”
Before she could finish, the door to the public bath opened.
Dys immediately slid forward, dunking the lower half of her body into the steaming water of the pool. Alex was dragged along with her, lips still latched around her cockhead, but in no danger of drowning since she didn’t need to breathe. Her lover stayed underwater, arms and tentacles going still as Dys looked to see who had entered the bathhouse.
She had been sitting with her back to the door, so she hadn’t gotten a good look at who had entered. A mistake on hindsight, since she would have been able to react better if she had faced the entryway. Lust had taken precedence over caution, unfortunately, but there was no point in lamenting what was already done. Instead, Dys focused on doing what she could to maintain her ritual, and more importantly, her sexy time with Alex.
The steam of the hot baths made it hard for Dys to see who had entered the large space. She only heard one set of bare feet on the ground, though, so she figured it had to be one of the older priests or priestesses of Lyssandria who had not participated in the dance ritual. Almost everyone in the temple had been there, though the older members of the priesthood like Bertha had not been present. If Bertha was the one who had partially interrupted Alex’s accession, Jadis could only hope that the matronly woman would be tired and leave quickly, since getting caught up in a conversation with the grandmotherly wetnurse would not be good for the current ritual.
Much to Dys’ relief, the figure that appeared from the hot steam was not that of a plump, elderly lady, but that of a trim and athletic woman. Relief was paired with confusion, and just a bit of wry amusement, as Jadis immediately recognized the winged figure and she was left wondering how exactly the Seraphim had managed to sneak out of the ritual hall without her noticing. Nor was it lost on her that this was the second time that this particular individual was skirting close to discovering her activities during an Exhibitionistic Accession.
Noct, Aelius’ odd and mostly silent daughter, stood under the waterfall of cleansing water on the side wall of the bathhouse. The Seraphim was already completely disrobed, and as she stretched her black wings out to either side, Dys’ lust-fogged brain was treated to a full view of her naked body.
The black-haired woman had a body like Thea; strong and athletic, yet still soft in all the right places. She didn’t have the perfect peach posterior that the shieldmaiden possessed, but Noct was far from small in that department. Further, she was a little more top heavy than Thea, and when the winged woman turned to let the water cascade over her back, Dys could see that Noct had startlingly pink nipples. She didn’t know why, but Dys just hadn’t expected the tips of the pale woman’s breasts to be so… well… pink.
The sight of those perky pink boobs was enough to make Dys’ mouth water, longing for a taste. A second later, Dys remembered that she barely knew the Seraphim, and that while being physically attracted to the beautiful woman was fine, staring at her in the bathhouse like some kind of lecherous pervert wasn’t. The cloud of lewd intentions floating around her head was clearly messing with her better sense. Naturally, she did the right thing and turned her gaze away. Two seconds after that, she was reminded of the fact that she had her own lecherous pervert latched onto her crotch under the surface of the water.
Alex had released her lip lock on Dys’ cock only to slide into position so that her core was lined up with her tip. In a moment of clarity that pierced the haze of lust that had clouded her brain, Dys realized exactly what was going to happen next. However, as Noct had finished her shower and was currently walking in her direction, Dys didn’t see how she would be able to stop the Demon without drawing attention to what was going on below the steamy surface of the bath.
Nor was Jadis certain that she wanted to.
Dys barely managed to repress the shudder that rolled across her as Alex sunk herself completely onto her rigid length. As the slick tightness of her pussy wrapped around her from tip to root, the Demon’s legs and larger tentacles locked into place, holding onto Dys with the same vice-like grip that she had engaged not minutes earlier.
Glancing down for the briefest of moments, Dys saw three glowing eyes staring up at her from under the water. Sinking a little lower into the pool, she pressed her hips, and thus Alex, up against the side of the stone basin in a likely futile attempt to conceal her presence from Noct. Jadis hadn’t gotten the sense that the ritual had failed yet, so that meant Noct hadn’t noticed anything amiss. But if the dark Seraphim was intent on joining her in the bath, the game was about to be over.
Only, as the strange woman approached, her course led her to the much cooler pool of water that neighbored the hot bath that Dys and the hidden Demon were occupying. Giving the Nephilim a silent nod, Noct slipped into the other pool so that she was sitting at a ninety-degree angle from Dys, not quite facing her, and immediately began running her fingers through her black feathers in a concentrated grooming effort.
Dys let out an almost imperceptible sigh at the realization that they had avoided exposure. Noct was a quiet and introverted sort of person. It was entirely possible that she would silently sit there, absorbed in her preening for a while, then leave. Maybe, if things kept up how they were, Jadis would be able to finish the accession ritual with Alex without getting caught.
And then Alex shoved a tentacle up Dys’ ass and she remembered that her demonic lover really wasn’t concerned with getting caught at all.
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