by Eden Redd
Nikki shifted her vision between Daven and the trolls. There was a small glance to Wynter but she quickly returned her eyes to the wood nymph. Daven let out a low groan as the nymph took her time, slowly stroking him with her lips.
The necromancer wanted nothing more than to turn to her friends for her own release but instead of taking the chance, she simply sat. Strange odd feelings crawled over her nerves as she worried how being with them might change the way they saw her. Would they look at her the same afterwards? It was a tired old thought but one she could never fully get rid of. Not sure she could control herself, the player stood up and walked toward the doorway. Kai and Nikki looked up with questioning gazes before they started to stand up.
Wynter raised a hand, signaling them to stop, “I need to take a short walk. You guys stay. I just need to clear my head.”
“We could come with you,” Kai said with concerned eyes.
“It’s okay. I won’t go far,” Wynter said with a twinge of firmness in her tone.
Kai and Nikki stayed where they were as the necromancer left the room. Wynter walked about fifty feet before stopping and leaning against a stone wall. The familiar rules of her relationship came roaring back and for the life of her, she didn’t know why. Every time she had an urge or was turned on, she stopped herself because she didn’t want to ruin what she had with Leopold. She had respected their relationship and didn’t want to make a mistake that would jeopardize it. So why did she still feel this way when he was the one to break it off? Guilt slithered into her mind as she remembered her one tiny indiscretion with Nikki. Why was she being so hard on herself when no one seemed to care but her?
Wynter pressed her back to the wall and slid down until her rump touched her cloak against the floor. Staff leaning against the wall, the stirring was still there, deep within, whispering for her to break free of mental chains.
Thoughts shifted to Nikki hours earlier. Her kiss was soothing and vibrant. Wynter had never been with another woman, in or out of the game. She was much too shy to even consider it but it was nice, almost what she needed. Thoughts spiraled on to Daven. He was cute and seemed to have little shame which was bold in a seductive way. When they fought together, he was quick to take her by the waist and shift positions during the battles. His touch stoked the fire and Wynter liked the taste.
When the image of Kai bloomed in her mind, the player let her hand glide down between her legs. Fingers moving of their own accord, Wynter couldn’t stop them as they rubbed against her bikini bottom. The fabric felt smooth against her valley, fingers pushing down to part her thin line, the private touch further enflaming the burning fire. He was so strong and kind and just the type of man she always liked. The way he looked to her often sent a warm chill through her body. She tried to ignore it but everyone knew he looked at her. Leopold often had an excuse for not adventuring with the ranger and Wynter would go along with it, her heart speaking whispers of betrayal.
Fingers pressed deeper as wetness spilled. Wynter felt her nub through the fabric and grew frustrated. Pulling her fingers up, they touched her stomach and smoothed down under the edge of the fabric. A finger touched her wet line and caressed her glowing clit. Wynter let out a small whimper as urges whipped at her needs. She only wanted the quick release but thoughts of her guild mates caused her to linger with slow caresses.
Wynter thought to summon one of her lesser soul shards to satisfy her but deep down she knew it wouldn’t be enough. Instead she played on, running a single digit over her clit, over and over, teasing out her desires. Her other hand reached up and took hold of a breast, fingers running over a sensitive nipple. Body slowly writhing, she cursed under her breath as hips moved, her body betraying her.
The tempo grew as did the empty ache, needing to be filled. Nerves tightened to secret touches. Images rolled on of Kai over her, holding her down and having his way. Biting her lip to stifle her moans, wetness spilled and she rubbed on and on. The edges of her vision glowed white until the dam burst and nerves exploded. Trembling, she milked each long burst. The orgasm pulsed and flowed as teeth held onto her lip and eyes closed. Hips continued to move to her touch, pulling every last drop of ecstasy until a sigh fell from her lips.
It was nice but not satisfying enough. Wicked thoughts continued their symphony of whispers. How she wanted to be free of these terrible made up rules in her head. With slow strokes, she let the pleasure ebb back and forth until she pulled her fingers up. Moving to her feet, Wynter checked her outfit and fixed her cloak, thoughts in a haze.
Little one……
Wynter snatched her staff from the wall and pressed her back to it, staff sideways in her hands. Eyes darted around for the strange dark voice but all she could see was an empty corridor.
Little one…..you are so much more…..
“Who’s there?” Wynter asked out loud, spells at the ready.
A friend….I wish to help you in your time of need…..little one….
Six
“You’re the mysterious voice I was warned about,” Wynter said coolly as she gripped her staff.
I am far from mysterious…….merely a long dead soul with a need to assist those with the gift….
Wynter glanced around for any sign of where the voice was coming from. It spoke with a seductive whisper and despite being deep in a dangerous dungeon; the necromancer found the tension from her shoulders bleeding away.
“Please don’t think of me rude, but I’m not looking for any assistance.”
You are not being rude….little one……simply prudent. I can sense your strength, talents and gifts….it is refreshing. I only wish to help you survive what is to come….
“As I said, I don’t want your help,” Wynter said firmly.
The deep voice chuckled for a long moment, the sounds bouncing off walls or inside Wynter’s mind. She couldn’t tell.
That is your choice…but you will find…when darkness rains….we have little choice in anything we may do…..
The voice took in a deep breath but the words it said next came out like glowing honey against Wynter’s spirit.
Beware the lustful gaze of the garden……Find my eyes and you will know victory……and power….
Wynter drank in the words but remained still as a statue. The voice let out a small breath before fading away. Looking around once again, she saw nothing but empty decaying walls and dark corridors stretching on. A cold chill ran down her spine as she turned and began walking back to her team’s small camp.
In moments, she was at the doorway looking in. Kai and Nikki were having a conversation while Daven was on his back, his wood nymph riding him like a steed. Tara let out small moans as the druid’s member speared her opening. The druid groaned his approval, looking over to Wynter and giving her a wink. The trolls were enjoying themselves, bodies entwined as their soft moans echoed.
Kai looked over to Wynter and was to his feet instantly. He strode across the room and stood before the necromancer with concerned eyes. Wynter eyed him and smiled, his thick chest level with her face.
“I was becoming concerned,” Kai said with a near soothing whisper.
“I’m okay. Cleared my head and ready to keep going,” the dark voice’s words played on in the background of her thoughts. “I think we’re going to run into trouble soon.”
Kai raised an eyebrow and Wynter continued.
“I never had a chance to talk to you about what happened before we started the raid, how Master Kurss had to speak to me…”
Wynter quickly explained what happened in the master’s tent. She told him about the other necromancers, the voices that may tempt the players and how there may be dragon spies in the raid. The necromancer spoke in hushed tones as Kai listened intently. She finished with the dark voice in the corridor and its warning.
Kai spoke when she finished, “I’ve heard about the voice from some of the troll soldiers in the camp. They didn’t know I was listening but it was enough for me to take note. If this voic
e did give you a warning then we should take it seriously.”
Wynter nodded, “I do but things will get really bad the farther down we go.” Wynter eyed the trolls as they finished up. Daven let out a small grunt and Tara moaned her approval. Nikki glanced at Wynter before returning her eyes to Daven finishing. “Could our team have a dragon spy?”
Kai kept his eyes on Wynter’s, “If we do, they will reveal themselves in time. We have to stay to the quest until that happens.” The troll ranger shifted on his feet as his eyes looked away. “We haven’t had a chance to talk since we started the raid….”
Wynter’s eyes widened a little as she looked into his dark eyes, a memory floating into her thoughts of the last time they all logged in, “It’s been a crazy whirlwind…..I wanted to talk to you too….”
Kai barely smiled before his face became a serious mask, “I wanted to have a chance to say I was sorry…if I made you uncomfortable….the other day.”
Wynter’s heart fluttered as the manly troll seemed to shrink before her, exposing himself in a way she never saw him do before, “You…you don’t have to be sorry….” The words hung heavy in the air.
The troll nodded, “I couldn’t help myself. You were in a relationship but….”
The image floated before Wynter, taking on sharper lines as it took shape. The guild hall was filled, the excitement of the raid painting the air in broad strokes. Wynter had just logged in, happy to see so many smiling faces. Guild mates waved and smiled to her as she stood at the top of the small set of stairs leading down to the main room. Tables were set with mountains of food and the hearth burned brightly. Jakar was getting everyone in order before the evening’s festivities. It was comfortable and homey, Wynter lovingly looking to her fellow players.
Stepping down, she searched for Leopold. He told her he would log in shortly so she told him she would see him in the game. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, a shadow fell across her pale skin. Wynter remembered looking up to Kai’s smile and warm dark eyes. The way he gazed upon her, it spoke volumes but Wynter simply pushed it away, knowing that Leopold would throw a fit if she looked at anyone else but him. There were no words as the necromancer and troll stared into each other’s eyes. Kai bent down and pressed his lips to Wynter’s.
Wynter remembered how it felt, an electric fire burning from her lips and spilling down her chest into her heart. Heat welled up along her neck and flushed her cheeks but she didn’t stop him. Time slowed for long moments before Kai broke the tender touch. Playful eyes turned to shock. The ranger stood up, turned and walked away without a word. Wynter stood stunned, not because of the sudden kiss but because it felt too good to be believed. Fellow guild mates looked on and smiled but remained discreet when Leopold appeared. The necromancer stepped down the stairs as Wynter turned to him and smiled, hoping her flushed cheeks had returned to normal.
Leopold eyed her before turning his head to the room. The guild was preparing as he turned back to Wynter. His usual swagger was tainted and something seemed to growl behind his eyes but it was short lived. Arm taking her by the waist, they joined the guild as Jakar began speaking.
“I’m not that kind of person,” Kai said, bringing Wynter back to the moment.
The necromancer reached up and touched his cheek, “I know.”
Kai reached up and curled his big hand over hers, “I expect nothing now that you’re single. I only wish for you to be happy.”
“Being here and adventuring together is helping me to be happy. Let’s keep going and maybe sometime in the future, we can just talk.”
Kai smiled and nodded. Behind them, the team was standing and fully dressed. Tara shifted into a staff and Daven took hold of it. Eyes all gazed upon Kai and Wynter as they stood facing each other. The necromancer pulled her hand back and the troll ranger let go. They turned to the team. Daven was smiling. Nikki smirked. Captain Vell held a blank expression while the two troll soldiers winked at Wynter.
Kai took lead as his face grew grim, “If everyone is rested, we have to discuss a possible threat. Wynter was informed by Master Kurss, of a dark voice that may tempt us. We can all assume that the dungeon will get tougher the further down we go. If anyone hears of a voice, please let everyone know so we can address it.”
Captain Vell looked to Wynter, “Did you hear it, the voice?”
Wynter nodded, “It spoke to me when I went to clear my head.”
The captain kept his stare firm, “Did it tempt you?”
Wynter returned his hard stare with her own, “It tried but I will not let it tempt me.”
“See that it doesn’t,” Vell commanded.
A fire lit in Wynter’s belly, “Or what? You’ll stop me?”
The captain let a small smirk slip, “No, I will save you.”
The lightness in the room grew thick. Nikki eyed the captain; brow forming a hard V. Kai’s blue face was a hard mask. Daven looked to everyone in turn with a nervous smile.
Kai cut through the tension with his deep voice, “We are all on the same side, how about we focus on the dungeon. If everyone is ready, we are leaving now.”
The raid team turned their eyes to Kai and nodded. The ranger nodded back. The team moved as one, leaving the room and striking out into the dungeon corridor. Moving into formation, they resumed their journey.
Wynter was silent as she walked along. It was only going to get tougher the further down they explored. Glancing at Kai, the ranger had taken lead while Nikki was covering the rear. Warmth spread from her chest as she thought of the small kiss between them from two weeks ago. It still burned bright but now was not the time to explore her emotions. Mentally taking a stand, she told herself that she could talk to him about it when the raid was over and not before. They had to stay sharp if they were going to make it and they couldn’t afford any distractions.
The gloom of the corridor stretched on as small balls of blue flame kept the darkness at bay.
***
Levels passed one by one. The encounters grew tougher but the raid team fought on. After a fight with three giant white ogres, the team moved steadily down another wide corridor. Wynter let out a yawn as she brought up a 2D screen. The nine remaining teams were now reduced to seven. She wondered if they would have enough players to fight the boss at the end levels. With a tap of the screen, it faded from view as they trekked further in, searching for the staircase to the next level.
Daven strolled next to Wynter, a simple smile on his lips and staff clicking off the stone floor. The necromancer kept her attention forward, senses sharp to detect any ambush.
“So, you and Kai were pretty cozy before. Should I be jealous?” The druid’s smile broadened to show his teeth.
“Are you?” Wynter asked with a knowing smirk.
“Terribly! I didn’t know you liked them blue and meaty. I mean I should have known after that quick kiss between you too.”
Wynter’s lips quivered as she fought back her smile.
“So, you’re into the blue guys. You must have loved Dr. Manhattan, especially when he floated all naked,” Daven laughed.
“Daven, you know I can hear you,” Kai said as he kept his body forward but speaking over his shoulder.
“I know but come on Kai, you liked the blue cock too that’s why you’re a troll,” the druid laughed again
Wynter tried to keep her face neutral but was failing miserably, “You never seemed the jealous type.”
Daven relaxed his shoulders with a huff, “I’m not, not really. I just see how Nikki and Kai look at you.”
“I can hear you too,” Nikki chimed in from the rear.
Daven ignored her and continued, “I know you’re getting off a recent break up but I just wanted to tell you that I’m here for you too. Do you want some helpful after breakup advice?”
Wynter tried to keep her lips from smiling, “I bet even if I say no, you’re going to tell me anyway.”
Daven continued to talk, “When I go through messy break ups, the best thin
g to do is fuck your brains out. I mean really work through that stress. Thank the digital gods this game came along or I would be moping on forever.”
Wynter smiled, defeated that she could no longer hold it back, “Do you have a lot of break ups?”
Daven’s eyes turned to the corridor ahead of them as they walked, “I’ve had a few. The game helps me cope but so do my dogs, turtles and parrots. I seem to turn girlfriends off. I think it’s because I don’t take many things seriously most of the time, just my animal friends.”
The druid’s demeanor shifted, taking on an unusually serious tone, “Wynter, I’m not sure what you’re looking for but I just wanted to tell you that we all understand what you’re going through. But now that He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named is gone, I would love to be real friends.”
Wynter kept her smile as her heart warmed, “Thank you Daven. I would love to be real friends.”
The druid smiled and it quickly melted away as he squared his shoulders, “So if you need help working out that stress, you have my cock and my heart. No strings or messy feelings, just friends with amazing benefits.”
“It’s like his filter is comic book movies and Lord of the Rings,” Nikki laughed from the rear of the group.
Kai’s shoulders shook as he tried to contain his chuckle. Wynter’s cheeks glowed red against her pale skin while Vell and his soldiers looked on, confused.
“Thank you Daven for the offer. You will be at the top of the list if I ever need to work out my stress.”
“Everyone hear that, she can’t take it back. I have witnesses!” Daven said with over enthusiastic joy.
“Keep it down. You want to attract every monster to our location?” Kai hissed.
“I just want it to be clear, I’m Wynter’s fuck boy or boy toy, whatever comes first,” Daven said with a skip in his step.