WinterWhereof

5.59 - Last Minute Preparations

Soon after, Zoey left for Sabina's shop. There were a number of tasks that needed to be dealt with before their accelerated departure. Of them, Sabina was Zoey's responsibility. Fe, in the same crafting district, would be her next stop, and Adrienne her last. Delta would be handling Maddy and Aria. Rosalie, arranging new guides for the trip.

She hoped everyone would be able to leave early...

5.21 - Doll

Natalie returned to the dorm well into the evening, her newly crafted armor stored inside monster cores. The team had chosen not to head into the dungeon today. Even the most active teams needed some evenings to themselves, whether to handle daily tasks, extracurriculars, or whatever else.

As she walked into her apartment, Natalie's thoughts were preoccupied. Primarily with what ...

5.58 - Post-PvP

Rosalie considered the offer.

"Like fucking shit we will," Delta growled. She took a menacing step forward, making both parties flinch. But, thank the heavens, the fight didn't break out again.

Rosalie, the woman with a functioning brain, recognized the offer was more than acceptable. They had far too little to gain from victory, and victory wasn't even guaranteed. The fight was muc...

5.20 - Blacksmithing IV

Natalie returned to Shara's forge the next day, a bit apprehensive about what she would find.

Part of the reason she'd given Shara such vague instructions was because she wanted to see what the woman figured out on her own, without influence from Natalie's suspicions. The rest of the reason was, well, obvious. Explaining to Shara that she thought erotite might have an affinity for, well, ...

5.19 - Blacksmithing III

The following hours passed in a blur. Shara cleared her schedule and immediately started experimenting.

Since she was working with an unknown ore, she started with small samples. Testing composition, melting point, other common properties. To her delight and relief, the ore yielded without struggle; it was an extremely easy material to work with. Nearly as much so as iron, the lowest tier...

5.57 - PvP

To Rosalie's complete disbelief, the hourglass worked. Lucinda was on her feet, spear in hand and armor donned—materialized instantly from her inventory—and halfway toward the man before the corrupted hourglass finished its rotation. But she froze there, enormous obsidian-black spear outstretched for the man's face, halted in her progress.

The man would've died instantly if h...

5.18 - Blacksmithing II

Shara led Natalie off the street and deeper into her forge, giving them space to speak. She crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and tilted her head inquisitively, indicating she was listening.

Natalie cleared her throat, seeming hesitant. "So …" she started. "How much do you know about unique ores?"

Shara's attention sharpened at the unexpected opening.

Unique ores? T...

5.56 - Escalation II

No. It wasn't fair. This had to be some kind of cosmic joke. A feverish dream in which every complication in her life assaulted her at once.

Rosalie only knew of the Church from what Zoey and Delta had detailed to her of their foolish escapades. From what they'd said, Rosalie hadn't been overly concerned with retaliation on their part. Especially since the three of them were—wh...

5.17 - Blacksmithing I

Not everyone was so lucky to get a class they loved, but Shara had. Her dad had been a [Blacksmith], and so had his dad, and his dad's dad too—basically as far back as anyone could remember. It had been a given she'd follow in their footsteps. And sure, it could be grueling work—backbreaking sometimes—and the forge could be insufferably hot in the summer, but it was fulfilling. The thrill...

5.16 - Talking Business II

The proposition was so ridiculous it almost didn't process. Natalie stared at Elida, the words failing to make sense.

"What," Natalie said. "Is that some kind of joke?"

"Oh, don't think so lowly of yourself," Elida said. "It's not that far-fetched I'd want to take a chance on upcoming talent. Even someone like …" Her eyes flicked up and down Natalie. "Well, you."

Na...

5.55 - Escalation

Trekking back to the Guild with Lucinda at her side, Rosalie's head was spinning.

She couldn't even make concrete plans on how to handle the rest of the day: either Zoey or Delta could be back in their room by now, or neither, or both. Of course, Rosalie hoped for Zoey alone: that would be easiest. Work her way into explanations one by one, starting with the person she was most comfortabl...

5.15 - Talking Business

Camille and Instructor Robin weren't the only ones to unexpectedly complicate Natalie's life. Immediately after her first academic class of the day and headed for her next, Natalie found her passage through the halls blocked by a familiar face.

And not familiar in a good way.

Elida. Natalie nearly walked straight into the woman, she appeared so suddenly. She even started to apologiz...

5.54 - Found II

Rosalie couldn't believe her eyes. There, standing casually in front of her, unperturbed as always, hand resting on Rosalie's shoulder, was no one but Lucinda Everhart. The Sentinel of the Sable Spear. A seventh-advancement wayfarer, a woman with a reputation nearly as towering as Rosalie's own father, who could likely wipe half this city from existence should she feel slightly inclined to try....

5.14 - Excursion Noticed

Natalie had made quite a mess. Not just her sloppy throat-fucking of Camille, or when she'd violently rubbed Camille's saliva around her face and further ruined her makeup, but also the pool of cum that had covered Camille's uniform when the illusion had disappeared. Seeing how they needed to return to class, that wasn't great for staying inconspicuous.

Fortunately, Natalie had some fanta...

5.53 - Found

Rosalie wasn't sure what was more embarrassing: the horrifying way Zoey and Delta had extracted her orgasm, or the excessive assurances they had showered onto her afterward. Even Delta, the ever-persisting irritant, had gone out of her way to tell Rosalie that she hadn't meant what she'd said. That there wasn't anything wrong with Rosalie having lost control, especially so easily. And while, ad...

5.13 - ❤ Clone Fucking II & III

A/N: Double-length chapter, so next update Friday

Content Warning: Hitting, slapping, generally rough treatment.

Holding Camille's head firmly in place, Natalie thrust into her throat, picking up speed as the girl's tight tunnel squeezed her on all sides. Camille clung to Natalie's thighs, desperately hanging on as the rough treatment jerked her head back and forth. Her face turned ...

5.52 - ❤ Hands-Free

At the predatory looks that appeared on Zoey and Delta's faces, Rosalie became suddenly fidgety. She righted herself—having still had her face pressed into the sheets—and scooted away. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked, covering her breasts up, an instinctive response to try to guard herself. The reaction of prey. It only stoked that urge of Zoey's higher.

"And why is t...

5.12 - ❤ Clone Fucking

"Sooo …" Camille said. "What'd'you think? Do you like her tits?"

"They're yourtits," Natalie said dryly, gently prying the illusion's hands off of her breasts—which she only made a token effort to stop. Natalie marveled at the physical sensation, at being able to interact with an illusion of hers. And more than that, that she could, apparently, make realistic, corporeal clone...

5.11 - ❤ Clone

Before Natalie made any moves to experiment with her illusions, she stalked toward Camille, who, eyes widening, backpedaled—probably because of the expression on Natalie's face.

"Woah. Wait. What?"

Natalie grabbed the mage's hips and pushed them into the wall, not so gently. Keeping her pinned there, she leaned forward until her lips hovered an inch from Camille's. The girl quaked...

5.51 - Injest

"It's not all that gross, actually—" Rosalie started.

"What? Where's the fun in that?"

"Afterglow," Rosalie said, ignoring her. "From her Rune of Sensuality. Any bonded target's orgasm provides a long-lasting health and mana regeneration effect."

"Oh. Kinda vanilla," Delta said, "but still nice to have. Does the effect stack?"

"I would assume not."

"And what does...

5.10 - ❤ Plant Magic IV

Natalie slid into the tight, squeezing plant-pussy. The texture was unusual, strange, but still: it was a hole. A hot, wet, slippery hole for her to use. In her current state, she didn't care beyond that. Her hips jerked forward, pushing deeper, and then again, and again, picking up speed. Squelching filled the air as she rutted into the hole Camille had given her. She moaned loudly, hips gyrat...

5.50 - Solidify

"Unbelievable," Delta said. "Another advancement, already." She huffed. "You know, I'm kind of pissed. You advance your runes by fucking girls, meanwhile we have to risk our lives and wade around in monster guts to progress." She paused. "Though," she conceded, "I guess you're doing your own fair amount of wading around in guts—but not like we had to."

Zoey laughed at ...

5.09 - Plant Magic III

"Wow," Camille breathed. "Is it … is it bigger than before?" While amazed and admiring, she also sounded confused. "It is, isn't it?"

Natalie paused. Right—Camille had spied on her back when [Heavy Weaponry] had been at first progression. Her skill upgrades had left it noticeably larger since then. Two inches, which wasn't a lot, objectively speaking, but six was a big differ...

5.08 - Plant Magic II

Seeing how she and Camille had fled the sparring yard in full gear, they still had their weapons with them. Natalie had set her hammer in front of the door to help fend off invaders. Camille, though, had leaned her staff against the corner of the sink, within arm's reach. She grabbed it now, leveling it toward Natalie, happy to take the lead.

A familiar tingling to Natalie's sixth sense a...

5.49 - A Third III

Delta honestly wasn't sure which benefit of moving in with Zoey and Rosalie she liked more: that she got to wake up snuggled in with her girlfriend each morning, or that, now, she could poke the haughty Princess's buttons from within the safety of her own home. Both were pretty great.

Her 'girlfriend', though. That still felt weird. It'd been a while since Delta had made a relationship of...

5.07 - Plant Magic I

After a long debate, Natalie settled on what to say. "I don't know what you're talking about." Like usual, with Camille, it seemed the safest option.

Camille narrowed her eyes. "You don't know what I'm talking about," she repeated flatly. "Really. When you were the one to suggest it."

"I definitely didn't." Camille had invented that whole misunderstanding herself. Natalie h...

5.48 - A Third II

Lewd noises filled the air as she and Delta quietly took care of Zoey's morning erection. Their tongues lapped around the edges, licking and kissing and teasing their girlfriend's tip. Saliva slicked the shaft, spread around by their efforts, both their hands and lips working away.

Zoey, her face screwed up, was clearly enjoying herself, though she stayed firmly asleep. She shifted around...

5.06 - Talveron

"It's so strange seeing a Talveron as good at casting as she is," Camille commented. "Like seeing a fish climb a tree."

Natalie glanced sideways, seeing that Camille had wandered up to chat with her. The mage had made a habit of it. Her stomach tightened with nervousness, like always, seeing the tall, skinny woman, and the teasing curl to her lips. Even so many days later, Camille still h...

5.05 - Mediator II

As a rogue, Jordan was accustomed to scoring critical hits; doing so was a cornerstone of her class. Even by her standards, though, this one was gory. Sofia went red, facing Jordan with an expression of pure shock. Her mouth opened and closed soundlessly, too caught off-guard to even sputter.

Accusations like those made in the heat of the moment were one thing, like Jordan's taunting that...

5.47 - A Third I

Rosalie still wasn't accustomed to waking up in another woman's arms. She drifted to consciousness, face buried into Zoey's shoulder, a sweet, familiar scent filling her. Instinctively, she snuggled closer, basking in the moment.

This hadn't been a comfort she had ever expected to indulge in. A not-small part of her felt guilty for doing so. Her life wasn't supposed to be filled with soft...