by Eden Redd
Oksuna stood at the doorway with Sardyna. The troll and hellhound stepped in. Oksuna had eyes on her lord while Sardyna began inspecting the surroundings. She sniffed at the air and eyed every corner, and quickly noticed there were no mirrors in the room, only paintings of people she had never met.
Oksuna crawled in next to her lord and lay next to him, pushing her full chest into his face. The knight let out a comforting sigh as he snuggled into her warm cleavage. With all the recent events, it was nice to just lay and relax, even if it was only for a few moments. A knock at the open door caused the knight to listen, while remaining calm and close to the troll.
“Who is it?” the knight said with a muffled tone.
“We have to talk,” said a stern voice.
Jayson pulled away from Oksuna and looked up to see Thorrin and Lyra standing at his doorway. The knight let out another sigh before sitting up and scooting to the edge of the bed. Oksuna sat up next to him. Sardyna leaned against a wall and crossed her arms, eyes watching the paladin and cleric as they stepped in and closed the door behind them.
“I had a feeling we would be talking soon,” Jayson said as he looked to the agitated paladin.
Thorrin flexed his fingers as he spoke, “This place reeks of undead. We can’t stay here.”
“Is it because Drakkus reminds you of Dracula?” Jayson smirked.
Thorrin shook his head, “It’s not just that. Lyra and I are sensitive to the undead. The longer we do no act on wiping it out, the more it will drain our sphere of light. Even now I can feel a crawl across my skin. The MEG suit is giving an annoying vibration. I’m sure this is part of the story but we can’t rest here.”
“We can’t go back out there,” Jayson said flatly. “ Dark Hearth was the last town before the coast. We still have to travel through the ruins of Nekross. If we power through, we’re going to be exhausted by the time we get there.”
Thorrin stopped flexing his fingers and stared at the knight, “I’m all for being practical but we could be in real danger here. Lyra and I will become less effective the longer we stay.”
Jayson nodded but his lip wrinkled, “I understand but we can’t go.”
Thorrin tried to visibly hide his displeasure and failed, “If this is a place filled with vampires then we are all in danger.”
Jayson thought of Lance and what he would say, “That is why you’re here. Keep us safe from the vampire threat.”
Thorrin’s brow smoothed out as if he mentally told himself to calm down, “Okay, then that is what I will do. But being a leader is more than having the final say. I know you and your fellow knights have been battling your way west since the beginning. I can respect that. Just know that if Drakkus does one thing to put anyone in danger, we subdue the threat and we leave.”
Jayson nodded, “I can agree to that.”
The paladin regarded the knight for a moment before turning and leaving, Lyra close behind. Jayson rolled his eyes and fell backwards onto the comfortable bed. Sardyna stepped over and sat on the edge as Oksuna moved to her lord, lifted his head and placed it on her lap.
“He’s a hard ass,” Sardyna said in a mocking tone.
Jayson looked up at Oksuna as she ran her fingers through his hair, “At first I didn’t mind being leader but the politics involved do take some of the fun out of it. I wasn’t meant to lead. I just want to do the right thing.”
Oksuna smiled, “Leaders are not meant to be selfish. A good leader takes care of their people. You have taken care of us.”
Jayson let a small smirk slip, “That’s different.”
“No, it isn’t,” the hellhound said matter of fact. “We love and follow you not because you are our lord. We do it because you are our loving lord.”
Jayson turned his eyes to the hellhound. The way they looked at him soothed his internal struggle and even pushed it from his mind for a moment. Sardyna gave her come hither eyes. It was then that Jayson drank in her form. Unlike Dalya who wore a skimpy top and bottom, Sardyna preferred the nude. Her dark, almost black skin, made her look like she was wearing a full body suit. Black fur ran along her arms and legs but everything else was smooth. Her nipples were black as pitch, you almost didn’t see them due to her overall dark appearance. Her valley between her legs was covered in hair but when she was aroused, her pink line would show. The only stark color anyone ever focused on was her burning red eyes.
The knight turned his head and looked up at Oksuna. The pink hair and smooth blue skin set his soul on fire. Her smile was genuine and that alone was enough to want to press his body to hers. She would gladly accept him and they would make love until their bodies cried out to stop, and then they would continue, pushing past the pain to a nirvana only they knew. As wild urges pressed at him and he wondered if there was time to take a moment to enjoy some privacy. A knock at the door dashed those urges on the rocks.
“Lord Reed, we are gathering everyone for the dinner,” said a meek voice on the other side of the door.
Jayson looked up at Oksuna and sighed, “Duty calls.”
***
The dining hall was vast, just like every chamber in the black castle. Tapestries hung with red flare. Paintings of royalty graced the places between tapestries. A long table ran the length of the giant hall, covered in candelabras, silver plates of food, wine bottles and glasses. The party sat at the long table along with their host.
Drakkus sat at the end, eyes drinking in his quests as they sat stiffly in their high-backed chairs. Sonja was to the lord’s right and Jayson was to his left. To the left of the blue knight was Lance, Renner, Vass and Rekt, with Sonja and Lance’s concubines taking up several more chairs.
To Jayson’s right was Oksuna, Lunatina, Sardyna, Wynter, Kai, and several more concubines. Thorrin and Lyra sat at the very middle of the table, in seats on either side facing each other. The rest of the table was so long that despite food and wine covering it to the opposite end, the chairs stood empty. Servants moved with ease along the sides of the table, picking up open wine bottles and pouring into empty glasses. Red flowed until the glasses were brimming with wine.
“Please, eat and drink your full. There is more than enough for any appetite,” Drakkus said with a wave of his hand.
The party looked to each with discomfort. Jayson looked down at the pork, beef and assorted vegetables. Taking his fork, he stabbed into a chunk of beef and put it in his mouth. The game couldn’t feed you but it didn’t lack on sensations. Jayson’s eyes widened as the mouthwatering meat nearly melted in his mouth. He instinctually stabbed another piece, enjoying every bit. With all eyes on the knight and seeing no ill effects, the rest of the party began trying the food. It wasn’t long before they reached for the glasses filled with wine.
Drakkus picked up his glass and cleared his throat. The party stopped with glasses nearly to their lips, eyes turning to their host.
“A toast to a warm and fortunate visit to my home, may your journey be filled with fortune and victory.”
Everyone raised their glasses up and then quickly gulped down the wine. Renner pulled back his glass and Gylda appeared next to him. The golden luck fairy zipped to the glass and dunked her head into the red liquid. After what seemed like long seconds, she pulled back for air with a toothy smile.
The rogue smiled at her as he turned his gaze to their host, “So Drakkus, do you think capes will come into fashion here?”
Vass coughed and used her knee to knock it into Renner’s leg under the table.
Drakkus took a sip of wine as he eyed the rogue, “I do not follow the trends, being so far removed from the eastern part of the continent.”
Renner nodded, “They are all the rage. I see you have great tastes and couldn’t understand why you didn’t have a cape. I mean…all the vam…Counts wear them.”
The elf rogue tried to stifle her laugh as her hand reached down and dug her nails into Renner’s thigh. Jayson looked to the rogue and shook his head. Sonja drank some wine to hide her smile. La
nce looked up as if something was on the ceiling. Wynter rolled her eyes but smiled at the same time. Kai gobbled down a piece of meat, trying to hold back his own smile. The concubines looked around confused and Thorrin and Lyra remained quiet and stone faced at the other end of the table.
“I am not a Count, I am a lord,” Drakkus said with a sliver of a smile.
Renner nodded, “Do you like to count? I love to count. I can count the number of wine bottles on the table…” the rogue was cut off.
“I think the wine has already gone to his head,” Sonja said politely.
Drakkus eyed the rogue and shifted his eyes to the blue knight, “It does not bother me in the least. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had a bit of fun at my expense. I’m sure lord, Wulf is it, has a sense of humor. To be a man walking around with such a dreadful hairstyle, speaks to his bravery, sense of humor and lack of common sense.”
Eyes darted to the rogue and laughter rang out. Renner smiled; lips peeling back to show his teeth. The wine continued to flow and within twenty minutes, the entire table was caught up in conversation. Even Thorrin and Lyra were smiling as the mood shifted from unease to blurry warmth. Vass leaned an elbow on the table with her other hand reaching under it. Renner was talking but couldn’t finish his thoughts as the elf moved fingers over the straining bulge between his legs. Wynter sat, her pale cheeks glowing pink from the wine as Kai talked on. Lunatina laughed as Sardyna gulped down glasses of wine to the jester’s urging. Lance and Rekt were talking, the orc telling of the biggest heist he ever helped to complete. Oksuna was leaning her head on Jayson’s shoulder as he watched the lord and blue knight caught in conversation.
“You have the beauty of a waterfall made of sapphires,” Drakkus said with confidence.
Sonja tried to hide her girly side but couldn’t stop shifting in her seat. The knight instead leaned in closer, eyes on his pale neck and strong collarbone. Every now and again, she would gaze at his blonde hair and start twirling her own around a finger. Jayson had only seen her like that when she watched him and Lance together. The knight smiled as he watched her flirt with the lord.
“Thank you, Drakkus,” Sonja said with a nearly sultry whisper.
“I do hope you do not find me too bold. I find I have little restraint since your beauty stabbed at my heart.”
“Would it be too forward if I requested you to continue?” Sonja said with a nearly drunken smile.
Drakkus’ eyes held a caged heat as he gave a small smile, “A woman who knows what she wants is a treasure in these times. I often meet guests that only see a lord, but your eyes speak differently. Am I incorrect in that assumption?”
Sonja eyed him, her own internal heat blazing to life, “You see the truth. Your charm is deadly like a razor, but it cuts with the softness of a rose petal.”
Jayson smiled, “The writer in you is coming out.”
Sonja looked over to her friend and lover, “It could be the wine,” Sonja said but her eyes spoke of something else.
Jayson gazed at the blue knight sensing guilt filling her eyes. He knew she was smitten with the lord but he didn’t feel any jealously. As far as the player could tell, she was having fun. The blue knight kept her eyes on Jayson as he gave a slight approving nod. Sonja smiled and turned to Lance. Rekt continued to talk as Lance looked to Sonja, raising his glass also in approval. The guilt ebbed away and she turned back to the lord, who only had eyes for her.
Gylda fluttered above the table in strange zig zags. She sang a drunken tune before crashing into a bottle. The fairy landed on her back as the bottle fell and wine poured across it. Renner picked up the fairy and held her close as Vass continued to work his manhood out of his leggings. The mood went from rosy to full on singing. An hour later, the servants were clearing the table.
Drakkus stood up and tapped his glass with a fork, “Thank you for dining with me tonight. I’m sure everyone here wishes to rest up from your long journey. Please enjoy the rest of your evening. My servants are here to fulfill anything you may require.”
“Anything?” Renner said with a hazy slip of the tongue.
Drakkus smiled, “Anything, Lord Wulf.”
A murmur fell through the crowd as everyone stood up on shaky legs. Jayson stood and nearly fell from his chair as Oksuna took hold of him. Despite her blue skin, she could not hide the warm color in her cheeks. Jayson’s heart beat rapidly in his chest as he looked to her through a haze. Turning his attention, he watched as Drakkus put out his arm and Sonja curled hers around his. The two walked off without as much as a goodbye. Oksuna pulled at her lord and Jayson followed along as they made their way to the stair cases.
The party dispersed from the table and moved along as servants rushed to their sides, helping them along to the stairwell.
***
Jayson stumbled up the stairs as Oksuna held him up. The servants tried to intervene but the pink haired troll shot them a polite but decisive look. The servants seeing her gaze quickly backed off. Once they reached the bedroom door, Oksuna helped her lord in and shut it with her leg on the servants. They looked to the shut door, clearly seeing they were not wanted or needed and shuffled off.
The knight struggled onto his feet. The game did send signals to the areas of the brain to induce the same feeling as drunkenness but without the negative hang over effects, and the option of instant sobriety at will. The player willed the feeling to subside and it did, but only partially. For some reason, it wouldn’t fully go away. The player found it a bit odd but was lost to Oksuna’s touch.
The pink haired troll took hold of her lord and began undressing him. Kneeling down, her eyes were still level with his chin. Hands worked with expert skill, undoing his shirt and then moving to his belt and leggings. Jayson couldn’t keep his eyes off of her as she worked. The rosy feelings returned and he wanted nothing more than to spend time with his beautiful troll.
Oksuna bent down and pulled off his boots one by one before helping him step out of his leggings. Looking down, she could see her lord’s spear hardening right before her eyes.
“Do you really….love me?” Jayson asked as his mind worked against a flood of information, and thoughts of reality crossing into this digital world.
Oksuna looked up and gave him a gentle smile, “I have never loved anyone like I love you.”
Jayson smiled, “I don’t know what the future will bring for us? I don’t know if I can always be there to protect you?”
Oksuna grabbed at the white straps over her shoulders and pulled them aside. Taking hold of her dress, she pulled it down, the fabric stretching over her oversized chest and pointed nipples. Once the fabric cleared, her breasts bounced seductively and she wiggled the dress down past her thin waist with the white leggings pushed down next. The white dress and leggings pooled at her knees and she stood up, letting them fall to her ankles and she stepped out of them.
Jayson’s thoughts swirled down the drain as Oksuna’s beauty shined. Dark blue nipples pointed as the knight’s gaze glided over her body. The troll did the same, taking in Jayson’s handsome features, toned muscles and throbbing manhood. Gravity was losing the fight as his spear stood up on its own. Jayson’s eyes lingered on her thick thighs and clean-shaven valley. Pink supple lips glistened in the lantern light before she moved closer. Fingers curled around Jayson’s rock-hard member and gentle strokes caused a small groan to drift up the knight’s throat.
“We will protect and love each other for as long as we can,” Oksuna said with a sultry whisper, her hand moving to a tantalizing rhythm.
Unable to control himself, hands reached up and took hold of Oksuna’s waist, drawing her closer to him. Lifting his chin up, he kissed her moist lips. The two stayed close, their bodies touching and tongues playing through parted lips. The haze deepened but it was Oksuna’s knees that weakened. She slid down his body, lips falling away from her lover and lord. Jayson watched as she fell to her knees, her lips finding a new home. Gentle groans filled the lavish room as
the troll’s lips wrapped around her lord’s cock. Inches pushed past sensual lips until most of him was deep within her mouth and touching her throat. The gentle bob of her head only caused the knight to gaze down with loving eyes. Oksuna closed her eyes, deep moans rising up her throat to vibrate against Jayson’s member.
Suckling sounds and moans played their passionate song. The tempo increased and Jayson was finding it difficult to concentrate. He was never this drunk before in the game so why now? Why here? Those thoughts fell away like dying leaves as Oksuna hungrily sucked on his manhood, trying to draw his very seed. The moans grew louder and she worked her magic tongue, caressing his veiny shaft and pushing it to the roof of her mouth.
Jayson gave a groan that Oksuna recognized. She knew if she kept going, he would come in her mouth. A wanting took over and she pulled her mouth from him. Jayson eyed her, unsure what was happening until she stood up, moved past him and slipped into bed. She partially covered herself but her eyes looked to her lord with heated desire.
The knight knew his lover’s sign that she wanted to be conquered. She would part the gates and let him invade her, taking whatever spoils he wished. Unable to control himself, he crawled into bed. Legs parted and blue fingers touched her budding flower. Jayson drank in her thighs and pink valley. A hunger rose up and he knelt down, pressing the side of his face to her inner thigh and tongue snaking out. Oksuna wanted him to take her but her lord changed the plan. She reached for him and then hesitated with a gasp as his tongue ran along her pink line. Oksuna’s hands fell to her sides, fingers digging into the blankets and bed. She let out a heated gasp as his tongue knew all of her secrets and exploited them. Jayson could feel her taste change and he continued to his sensual conquest. Oksuna couldn’t control her hips as they moved, grinding her glowing nub to his tongue. A vast wanting yawned inside her but the teasing of her lover only pushed tingling sensations among digital nerves.
“Jayson….” Oksuna begged as he punished her with delightful caresses.