by Tamryn Tamer
Jericho started to stroke Jinx’s hair gently like he was trying to calm a wild animal. It took a while but gradually her crazed grip loosened and he was able to remove himself. Her eyes were fixated on him and if he was being honest, they were freaking him out a bit.
“Idiot!” she said half-crazed. “Moron! Dolt! Lover! Numbskull! Jackass!”
“Lover?” Jericho was fairly certain he misheard that one. One look at her red face before sure buried it into a pillow suggested he heard correctly. “You’re not angry?”
She shook her head rapidly confirming she wasn’t angry. She looked up at him again furiously like she intended to murder him the first chance she got. Jericho was thoroughly confused.
“You look angry,” Jericho said as she turned back toward the pillow. “What’s with that look.”
“You’re a weak mage!” Jinx snapped. “I shouldn’t feel this way! Snake! Villain!”
“It’s not my fault you like me!” he laughed but stopped as she shot him that deadly gaze once more. “Okay, it’s my fault. Are you happy?”
“GRRRR!” she roared again before burying her face into the pillow and screaming profanities. After a few moments, she pulled it away, still red-faced but the murderous look gone from her eyes. “You’re taking responsibility for this. Scoundrel! Bastard!”
“How?” Jericho asked while putting on his clothes. “I already take care of you.”
“I don’t know,” she said clearly frustrated. “I want a gift that shows that you care for me. Something nice and shiny. Ingrate. Lowlife.”
“Fine,” Jericho said as he realized how broke he was and how much her love of luxurious items had already cost him. “I’ll think of something. Either way, I’m going to have to go and make some money.”
“I’m coming with,” she said grabbing one of the other black witch dresses she insisted on buying. They were all almost identical outside of different lace patterns. Jinx appeared to love anything lacy. “You always leave me here. Miscreant. Bastard.”
Jericho left her there intentionally. While going out and hunting monsters with her or completing quests with her having the help was great, taking her into the city had proven expensive. Based on her look he wasn’t going to have much choice this time around.
“Fine,” he said sadly. “But I’m broke so we can’t buy much.”
“If you bothered learning magic properly you wouldn’t be broke,” she said haughtily while walking past him. She stopped and gave him a quick hug before rushing down the stairs. “Lazy! Bum!”
“Fuck,” groaned Jericho while following behind.
Chapter 4
Enemies and Friends
The trip to the city ended up being surprisingly pleasant. Jinx didn’t seem very interested in all of the expensive jewelry and decorations that players were selling in the market. Instead, she seemed focused on wrapping herself on Jericho’s arm and just looking at things.
He quickly realized that the trip wasn’t about finding her a present as much as it was about being treated like a woman. He hadn’t even considered it before but he’d been treating her like a nice weapon. He left her home most of the time and only took her out when he intended to hunt some monsters.
“How did you get a follower?” Terra’s voice sent a shiver through Jericho. He hadn’t seen her in a week and normally he’d talk to her almost daily. If for no other reason than to find out what bar she was dancing at next. “Wow! She’s cute too! What’s her name?”
“Who’re you,” Jinx responded with hostility while looking her up and down. Terra was a lot taller than her and far more curvaceous. She was also wearing her city clothes which meant her tits were practically falling out and her skirt barely reached past her panties. “Elven archer. Slut. Whore.”
“What?” Terra took a step back. “Did she just call me a slut-whore?”
“No Terra,” Jericho answered. “She called you a slut and a whore. Two separate insults, not one. She does that. Normally finishes sentences with two insults. She doesn’t mean anything by it.”
“Yes, I do,” Jinx said stepping forward. “Harlot. Strumpet. Hooker. Filth.”
“Oh,” Jericho scratched his neck nervously as Terra’s face filled with fury. “It seems Jinx just doesn’t like you very much.”
“Ugly little skank,” Terra responded back at Jinx. “Dirty little street urchin.”
“This disgusting hag smells like cheap alcohol and the semen of a thousand men,” Jinx smiled while grabbing his arm. “Let’s get away from her. Cheater. Cad.”
“Shit,” Jericho couldn’t contain his laughter as he realized what was really going on with her. “She’s jealous. I’m so sorry Terra. I really didn’t expect this to happen. I’m really new to having a follower and I don’t really have control over her.”
“Are you serious?” Terra was dumbfounded. “Where did you get her? I’ve never heard of a follower acting like this. Some may have prickly personalities but she just basically called me the army’s cumbucket.”
“Cumbucket,” Jinx smiled happily. “I didn’t know that one. I’m going to remember that. Terra the cumbucket. Floozy. Trollop.”
“Seriously?” Terra stared at me in disbelief.
“Don’t teach her new ones,” Jericho couldn’t stop laughing at Terra’s frustrated expression. “Please. She doesn’t need new ones added. Oh my god. This made my day. I’ll explain what I can. Just give me a minute.”
After catching his breath Jericho had Terra follow him and Jinx somewhere quiet to chat. She was one of his closest friends in the game and figured he could tell her rough details, especially since he knew secrets of hers. He explained that he’d gone exploring a mages hideout he’d found out about in a book, found Jinx there, and she became his familiar. Ever since she’s been living with him and helping him out.
He didn’t explain to her anything he’d figured out about magic systems in the game or anything related to his current abilities. While he was pretty certain she could keep her mouth shut, better safe than sorry.
“He’s my lover,” Jinx said possessively. “You’re not allowed to touch him. Shrew. Harpy.”
“Lover?” Terra looked at Jericho judgmentally.
“Okay,” Jericho put his finger up before pausing to think about what he was going to say. “If I don’t sleep with her daily…”
“I’m not judging,” Terra interrupted. “She’s definitely pretty and those eyes are just, wow.”
“You have nice breasts,” Jinx said responding to Terra’s compliment. “Bitch. Harpy.”
“Her attitude leaves something to be desired though,” Terra smiled while adjusting her large chest. “Very cool though. Is she strong? If she is maybe you can help me out.”
“With what?” Jericho asked. “I’m still not very good in a dungeon.”
“Delivery,” Terra responded while pulling out a document illustrating a level fifty delivery. “From here to Rend.”
“Shit,” Jericho responded realizing why she needed help. Delivery quests in Forbidden Arcana were different than other games. Players paid to start them and they’d receive a random delivery location in unprotected zones where players could kill each other. Once completed, they’d receive a multiplier based on the difficulty, distance, and various other factors.
The problem was that any player could kill you, take the item, and turn it in for the gold. Additionally, to make things interesting, players could pay informants to tell them if a player making a delivery was nearby, who the player was, and the value of the delivery.
Finally, Terra’s delivery was going to Rend, a stronghold of the player killer group Endgame. It was easily the worst location for the game to randomize a delivery for. And a level fifty delivery meant that Terra put up ten thousand gold.
“Why the hell would you bet ten thousand gold on a delivery,” Jericho asked. “I mean, that’s huge. That’d make you a target anywhere.”
“Most cities I can make it,” Terra glared at Jericho angr
ily. “I’m damn good at player versus player and you know it. Remember the group hassling the newbies in Pavilion? I slaughtered them solo. But Rend, it’s such bullshit and Endgame has like five hundred members all dedicated to player killing.”
“You should hire some help,” Jericho said shaking his head. “I mean, an escort would probably be worth it.”
“Escort would kill me and make the delivery themselves,” Terra answered. “Half the escorts going to Rend are in their pocket and the other half would probably get slaughtered. I need to be fast, silent, small. And even if you’re a useless mage you’re a good alchemist and tricky.”
“What do you mean by that,” Jinx said angrily. “Jericho’s a powerful mage! Hag! Crone!”
“Of course, he is,” Terra rolled her eyes. Jericho, on the other hand, was fairly pleased with the compliment, especially given how rude Jinx normally was about his abilities. “Anyway, you in?”
“Half!” Jinx responded before Jericho could. “We want half! Mutant! Gorgon!”
“Is she serious?” Terra asked in disbelief. “I’m going to be doing the heavy lifting if a fight actually happens.”
Jericho looked at Jinx who smiled threateningly. She would also be in trouble if she were killed. Resurrecting a follower takes over a week unless you’re sitting on fifty thousand gold. Another reason only the wealthiest players tended to have them.
“I could lose my only follower,” Jericho said. “I think half is fair given the risk.”
“Fine,” grunted Terra. “But if she dies it’s still only half the profit. I’m not going to give you any extra for the trouble.”
“If you die, we’re keeping it all,” Jinx said crossly. “And Jericho will buy me something shiny with it as he promised. Right, Jericho? Fiend. Devil.”
“Which one of us was that insult directed at?” Terra asked.
“Me. I think,” Jericho answered. “And yeah, I’ll get you something shiny.”
“Alright,” Terra said happily. “So, tomorrow work?”
“Sure,” he answered. “I’ll be sure to prep a lot of potions.”
“Great!” Terra started to leave but stopped. She glared at Jinx and grinned naughtily. “Why don’t you both come to watch my show tonight at the Tigers Claw Tavern? I’ll make it extra special for you two.”
“Show?” Jinx stared suspiciously. “What kind of show? Troll. Jezebel.”
“You’ll have to come and find out,” Terra said smugly. “Unless Jericho doesn’t want to be seen out in public with you? Maybe he’d be embarrassed to bring you to a bar. You are just a familiar after all.”
“We’re coming,” she said falling into the trap. Jericho had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that things weren’t going to end well for him. “Right? Fool. Oaf.”
“I don’t think you…” Jericho started to argue but both of them looked irritated. “Fine. But remember, you’re the one that wanted to go.”
“Fine! Dumbass! Bastard!”
“See you there,” Terra skipped away happily causing her skirt to rise up exposing her ass and red thong. Jericho knew she did it on purpose.
***
They arrived at the Tiger’s Claw to see Terra flirting with a group of adventurers trying to figure out which ones had gold and which ones didn’t. Those would be the ones she targeted after her clothes started to come off.
“You made it,” Terra rushed toward Jericho, her skirt bouncing as she ran. Almost every guy in the tavern had their eyes on her at this point and half the women. The remaining women, Jinx included, were staring at her like they wanted her to burst into flame. “I have a special show planned. Let’s find a table.”
“Just reminding you that you’re the one that wanted to come here,” Jericho told Jinx as they took a seat at the large round table in the middle of the area. As soon as both Jinx and Jericho were seated Terra wasted no time in jumping up onto the table.
The tall blonde elf was wearing a short green skirt that Jericho and Jinx could both see underneath as she stood on the table. Her red thong was so thin it was basically only covering her clit, and it wasn’t even doing a good job of that. Her top was a matching green bikini top that was at least two sizes too small for her massive breasts.
“I’m not even going to waste time calling everybody over,” Terra tossed Jericho her fairy lamp and a pop song started playing as she began to dance sexually on the table. She walked over to Jericho and Jinx and stood over them with her legs spread.
“What is this?” Jinx asked with a panicked expression. “Jericho? Idiot. Jerk.”
“It’s my show,” Terra laughed while bending down and lifting Jinx’s chin up forcing her to stare directly between her legs. They could both see the lips of her pussy clearly as her red thong dug into it. “You said you wanted to come and watch. Unless you want to leave?”
Jinx huffed angrily while glancing back at Jericho who wasn’t sure if avoiding looking would make him seem guiltier than watching. Although it didn’t take him long to decide that he was going to have to deal with fallout no matter what and might as well enjoy it.
Terra’s moves were more emphasized than usual as she danced. She squatted in front of Jericho and Jinx before quickly spreading her knees wide and closing them while running her fingers through her hair. She turned to walk away while untying her green skirt and throwing it to the crowd.
She circled the table collecting gold and teasing men before coming back around to Jinx and Jericho, although her focus was mostly on Jinx. She dropped down on her hands and knees and crawled toward Jinx, her large chest swaying as she approached.
She arrived at the edge of the table and crept over the edge onto Jinx who was frozen and unsure of what to do. She knew if she ran off she lost but had no idea how to react as Terra began rubbing her breasts in Jinx’s face.
“Take my bra off,” Terra commanded Jinx whose glowing gold eyes were filled with hatred. She looked to Jericho for an answer on what to do and he simply shrugged and nodded. Jinx reached around the back of the top and undid the clasp letting the top fall onto her lap. Terra pulled Jinx’s face into her large tits and jiggled them back and forth, “Good girl.”
“Whore. Cunt.” Jinx mumbled as her face became inflamed. Terra returned to the table and continued to dance around topless. Her large breasts on display for everybody as she collected her money while rubbing them in men’s faces.
“You okay?” Jericho asked Jinx. He couldn’t quite figure out if she was excited or angry by her expression, maybe a little of both. She’d started out by angry and surprised but gradually she’d become somewhat entranced by the display. She glanced at him angrily for a second and nodded as if Jericho had insulted her by challenging her resolve. “Okay, just checking.”
Terra’s dance moves gradually became more sexual as she continued, each time focusing her eyes on Jinx who was failing to remain stoic. Her hands teased and massaged her breasts until finally bringing one to her mouth to suck on.
“Shit,” Jericho adjusted in his seat trying to find a comfortable position for his cock. Jinx noticed and moved her seat closer to his before reaching under the table, wrapping her hand around it and squeezing like she owned it. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“Pervert. Adulterer,” she growled and began sliding her hand up and down his shaft while continuing to stare at Terra’s dance. Her breaths were getting shorter and her face was turning a brighter shade of pink. “Why is your cock so hard? You want her? You want to fuck her? You want to cum inside of her? Scoundrel. Cheater.”
“Fuck,” Jericho bit his lip as Jinx continued to stroke him. She was getting faster and adapting her rhythm to match his twitching as if she were trying to make him get off right there.
Terra came back around, only her red G-string remained as she hovered above the two of them. She swayed as she dropped down, her pussy directly over Jinx’s face while gradually getting closer.
“Take them off,” Terra commanded. Her eyes darted
to the arm beneath the table and the expression on Jericho’s face. “Oh, interesting. I suppose you can’t use your hands then.”
“Slut. Tramp.” Jinx said as Terra got even closer to her face. Her pussy was practically on her lips and the G-string certainly wasn’t covering it. Jinx slowly leaned up grabbing the string in her teeth and tugged at it. After tugging a few different spots Jinx moved slightly down the front center grabbing the portion that had been directly on Terra’s pussy.
“Do you like the taste of my pussy?” Terra giggled as Jinx pulled the underwear down. Jinx’s hand was working overtime on Jericho’s cock and his attempt to keep from cumming in his pants was becoming borderline painful as he watched Jinx slide the panties off Terra. Terra snagged up the G-string and held it directly over Jinx’s mouth like bait on a hook. “Say it. Say you like the taste of my pussy.”
“No,” Jinx panted out while short on breath. Her mouth, open and waiting, sent an entirely different message though. “Whore. Cunt.”
“Say it,” Terra ordered again while circling the G-string against Jinx’s lips. “They’re just words.”
“I…” Jinx gulped as she fought the urge to say it but eventually failed. “I like the taste of your pussy. Bitch. Hooker.”
Terra opened Jinx’s mouth with a finger and let the panties drop in before gliding that finger to her chin to close Jinx’s mouth. After a quick celebratory grin, Terra turned around and began working the table again.
Jinx began looking around rapidly in a panic while the panties remained stuffed in her mouth. After a few moments, she saw what she wanted and grabbed Jericho by the arm and pulled, hard.
“Come,” Jinx said with authority while trying to keep the underwear in her mouth. “Now. Useless. Idiot.”
Jericho got up and followed Jinx to the tavern’s storage room. As soon as they shut the door Jinx was removing his pants and her panties. Terra’s panties were still in her mouth as she hiked herself up on some bags of grain and spread her legs.