Ero-Game: Power and Sword

With her health charity card in hand, I climbed out of the water and stood up on the stone  floor, wet as a fish. I looked around the room… A magic circle took up a corner of a wall, candles flickered in the little niches, and clusters of clothes that crowded most of the walls hung from hooks. Shaking off the water, I walked over to the magical ring and touched its centre. The circle turned on and shot out dry air. The circle was a larger version of the ones found in bathrooms.
I took off my bra and held it up to it to dry. I spun around to get my back. “Maybe, I shouldn’t have worn the bra,” I muttered as I danced in front of the hot air. And it looked like my hair would never dry… “Fuck.” I got sick of using the hand dryer and plucked a nice dry coat off the wall.
The stranger’s coat wonderfully doubled as a towel.

***

I took my stool at the bar. The bartender came over and asked, “So, got what you wanted?”
“Your boss said she’ll order it after I transfer the money. I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“I see.” She cleaned the glass in her hand with a twisting motion. “Want a drink?”
“Where’s Brigitte?” I mumbled and took a look around the bar. She was in the corner, necking the stud that’d flashed me a smile earlier.
“Your friend left you alone, huh?”
“Don’t you have anything else to do?”
“No.” She grimaced.
“Hmm…” I ignored her and looked for something to do… And I found it. A brown-haired buck sat at a table, feeling like a third wheel. His two friends, a couple, chirped, giving each other kisses, while he read the menu, looking miffed. “Hey, give me two margaritas.”

I swaggered over to him, a margarita in each hand. “The seat taken?” I motioned to the seat beside him.
“Ah…” His soft parted lips stared up at me.
It seemed he was a little taken back. The bracelet was working. I smirked. “Can I sit down?”
“Yes.” His friend butt in with a smile. “It’s empty. Take it.”
“Thanks.” I smiled back and took the seat beside his friend. His girlfriend sat beside him, arm around his shoulder, wearing a tight smile.
“Tom.” The brown hair squeaked at his friend.
“Don’t be a bore.” His friend scolded. “She looks cute.” His eyes slid over me.
“Tom!” He screeched, blushing like a tomato.
I laughed. “Thanks.” He was a total sis, helping me score his friend.
“Hey, what’re you looking at?” His girlfriend grabbed his chin and drew him in for a kiss. He laughed and kissed her back.
“I hope you like margaritas.” I slid him a glass.
“Oh, thank you.” He shyly accepted. He was wearing a blouse that exposed his male back; I placed a gentle hand there. And brushing up against him, I took a look at the menu he was holding. “Have you had the shrimp? Blue shrimp?”
“Ah…”
“No.” His friend butt in, shaking his head. “He doesn’t like the blue shrimp.”
“Oh. It’s one of their specialities.”
“I know,” Tom exclaimed. “You should give it another try, B.”
“No, I tried it. I don’t like it.” He shook his head.
“Then how about the lumpfish porridge it’s a mermaid speciality,” I suggested.
“No. I don’t like mushy stuff.”
“you don’t like mushy stuff…” While his eyes were focused on the menu, I looked over at his friends. They both gave me a look that said, ‘yeah, we know.’ I giggled and huddled closer to him. “You can order for both of us, but please don’t let me starve.” I dropped my hand from his back to his thigh.
He shifted his gaze to me, and our eyes locked for a second… His pupils dilated, and he gave me a timid nod. “Okay.”

“So. I didn’t catch your name.” Tom stooped over the table.
“Sherrie.” I smiled. “You guys come here often?”
“We do.” He looked over at his girlfriend. “But he’s a shut-in.” He said, pointing to his friend.
“I’m not a shut-in.” He protested, his eyes still fixed on the menu. “I’m studying for the tower.”
“Tower?” He looked like a man, but my eyes instantly went to his crotch. “You’re studying for the tower.”
“Yeah.” Tom wryly smiled. “His mother and sister work at the tower, and he wants to join them.” They only allowed men entry into the towers recently. It’s a predominantly female environment.
“What are you studying for?” I was curious.
“Chemist.”
“Oh, that’s cool. Maybe you can ask me questions. I dabble in alchemy.” A chemist was one step lower than an alchemist. Essentially a non-magical alchemist.
“Alchemy and chemistry are different.” He said.
“Yeah, I guess. But I’d still be interested to hear about chemistry.”
“Hmm…” His eyes shifted between me and the menu.
“So you’re an alchemist!” Tom chirped. “That’s perfect.” He flashed his friend a suggestive smile.
“Oh, no.” I shook my head. “I’m an adventurer.”
“Oh…” He flattened his lips. “That’s cool.”
“So you’ve been in dungeons?” He timidly asked.
“Yes, I have.” I smiled. “Would you like to go inside one? It’s exciting, especially if you like cockroaches.”
He shook his head. “No, I would not. And I hate cockroaches.”
I laughed. “Oh, these are bigger and scarier. You’ll love them.”
“Eew!” He screeched. “No, I won’t!”
Tom started laughing, and we all laughed.

***

While we were having a good time, I noticed, out the corner of my eyes, an angry woman coming out the black door. She walked out of the bar with a wet blazer in her hand, grumbling, “If I ever get my hands on the  bitch…”
Her two husbands tried to appease her. “It’s fine, honey. I’ll take it to the dry cleaners tomorrow.” She glared at him. “Ah…”
“Don’t waste time thinking about it, babe. It’s an idiot. A dumb bitch. A moron.” Her second husband empathised with her. “Some stupid virgin  bitch.”
To hear a man I’d never met before hate me so much was new. They walked past us and out of the bar.

***

It took him a while, but he did eventually choose.
“You made me starve.” I scowled.
“Ah… I’m sorry.”
“Okay, I’ll forgive you if you give me a kiss.” I puckered my lips and closed my eyes.
“Ah…” I heard his hesitation. Then I felt a kiss on my cheek.
“No!” I screamed at him. “You have to do the lips. The lips!” I hugged him.
“Ah…” He was too shy, but I could tell from his little smile that he wanted me.
His friend could tell too because he said, “Like this, B.” We looked over at them as Tom grabbed his girlfriend’s chin and took her lips. They were a beautiful pair. We became an afterthought as they became intoxicated with each other. And we looked at each other once again…  Following his friend’s example, he inched his lips closer to mine. He was shyer than his friend, but this time when I closed my eyes, I felt his soft lips touch mine. My fingers dug into his brown hair.
When he tried to break the kiss, I clutched his hair and stopped him. “Don’t…” I moaned. “You feel good.” So I kissed him this time and slowly pushed my tongue into him. I explored his mouth and licked against his tongue.
“Hmm…” I moaned into him. I could feel myself getting hotter down below.

Just as it was getting good, Brigitte tapped on my shoulder. I reluctantly broke away from my new lover and turned to her. “What?” I grunted.
She had a stud nibbling on her ear. “I’m going to his place, so you can use the room.”
“What?” She broke my kiss to say that!? “Okay.”
“Okay, I’m off. And don’t be surprised if I don’t come back tomorrow.”
“Oh, okay.” I nodded.
“Alright. And you’ll pay for the- Stop.” She pushed him off her ear.
“Yeah. Yeah. I know.” She was kind of drunk. And the stud wouldn’t listen to her and bit her ear again.
“Aw! Fuck, okay, I’m off.” She pushed his face off, grabbed his wrist and said, “Come on, you freak.” She pulled him away.

“Sorry about that,” I told my new lover and tried to kiss him again, but his palm blocked me.
“I thought you were starving.” He suspiciously squinted his eyes.
The food had already arrived on the table. Tom and his girlfriend were already eating… “Right…”
Tom smirked at me. “This burger’s great.”
We ended up ordering burgers and fries because that’s what he liked. I sulked at him; we’re at a mermaid bar, and that’s what he gets us.
“What?” He asked when he saw my expression.
“Nothing.”

We’d finished our meals and were making out when the couple rose from their seat and said, “We’re going home.”
“Okay.” I nodded to Tom. “I’ll drop off your friend later.”
“Ah…” My timid lover blushed.
And his friend, Tom, warned, “Okay, but you better take good care of him.”
“I will,” I assured him.
“Hmm…”
“Babe, let’s go.” His girlfriend pulled at him.
“Alright, I’m going, B.” He smirked and added with a wink, “Have fun.”

After they were gone, I looked him in the eye and said, “B, I’m going to go pay the bill, then we’ll go to my hotel.” I wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“O- okay.” He blushed.
I smiled, gave him a peck on the nose, and quickly hopped to the counter to pay our bill.

***

I cupped his ass on the escalator and squeezed against him. “I’m so wet,” I growled into his ear. “When we get to my room, I’m going to strip you down and swamp your fucking cock.”
He looked into my horny eyes and said in his timid and mousy way, “I’m  hard.” My eyes widened. My insides went heavy and achy. He was hot.
We both looked at his crotch. There was a bulge. I gently went over it with the pads of my fingers. He gasped at my touch. It was tight against his pants. “Fuck.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him up the escalator. It wasn’t going up fast enough…

The moment we entered the room, I pushed him against the wall and fiercely crushed my lips against his. I was hungry. My hands slipped under his blouse and stroked his smooth flesh. I sucked on his bottom lip, and he moaned against me. I looked into his heated eyes as I released his lip and removed his blouse.
“You too.” He cooed and latched onto me. I gently twisted him around and pushed him towards the bed while his fingers busied themselves on my shirt. My hands undid his pants, groping his ass and crotch along the  way. His little groans and moans were delicious to me.
I pressed gentle kisses on his neck, collarbone, and chest. And my lips brushed against his hardened bud. My tongue fluttered against it. He palmed my breasts and breathed hard against my ear, making my clit throb for attention.
His pants hung open and free on his waist. I gently pushed him off so I could see it as I pulled it down. Our fevered breaths filled the room… My eyes focused on his crotch while the hands slipped into his pants… Slowly I pushed it down… More and more of him was revealed to me until  the heavy cock jutted out masculinity. Breathless, I looked into his  vulnerable eyes. He stood aroused and exposed. “You’re beautiful,” I assured him, and circling an arm around his neck, I sealed him in an intoxicating kiss. I squeezed the root of his hot, swollen flesh and groaned against his lips, “You’re going to stretch me so good.” I gently  tugged on him.

With heavy breaths, achy flesh, and hungry kisses, we sank into the bed. He pushed against my tits and broke our kiss. I looked down at him, wondering why, when he gasped, “I want to eat you.” My eyes bulged. I gave him a nod, rolled over onto my back, and worked on undoing my pants. He climbed on top of me and pushed my hands aside, insisting on  doing it for me. So I took off my shirt and freed my breasts from my bra. We exchanged heated glances as he unzipped me, and I lifted my hips  as he yanked off my pants. He planted kisses up my inner thighs to my centre. A sharp hiss escaped my lips at the tender touch. My hands went to yank down my panties so he could kiss it directly, but his hands  pushed mine away. I moaned and opened wider for him. I lifted my hips to meet his mouth, but he kissed down my thighs, leaving me achy and  needy…
Finally, he looped his fingers around the side of my panties and pulled… I lifted my legs and helped him remove them. My legs fell open, and his eyes met my damp, heated entrance. His pretty lips kissed my swollen clit. My back arched, and I released a low moan. My pussy clenched, eager for more, and my fingers dug into his soft hair.
He sucked hard and got a squeal out of me. I had to push his head off. I looked down at his greedy mouth and commanded, “Softly. Softly.” I let  him back on my pussy. He slid his soft tongue over my slit and flickered it over my swollen clit. My core tightened, and a heavy groan escaped my lips as my head fell back on the bed and my hands fisted the sheets.  He sealed his mouth around my clit, and sucked softly… obediently. And he didn’t stop until I was a convulsing mess, crying hoarsely for his ears.

He got out from between my legs, laid down beside me, and watched me heave. Still coming down from the amazing orgasm he’d given me, I turned to him and kissed his moist chin. “Good job.” I breathed.
“Hm.” He blinked.
“But we still need to take care of you.” We looked down at his throbbing erection. It looked painfully in need of some love. I wasted no time climbing atop him and directing his dick into my slit. He hissed as the thick crown was engulfed. And a satisfied moan leaked from my lips. He stretched me fabulously, just as I thought he would. I eased him in deeper till he bottomed out. With a satisfied grin, I relaxed and dropped my face beside his, knowing my points weren’t going anywhere. Safely inside me.
While I relaxed with him inside me, his balls ached. Needing more, he palmed my butt and thrust up. A moan leaked right beside his ear. He abandoned himself to me and frantically thrust up. So I could no longer relax and rocked against him. I swamped him with a ferociousness I didn’t even realise I had. And the bed creaked with our passion. Our primal sounds filled the room. The moans, groans, whimpers. The sound of flesh on flesh and the slurps emanating from my lower half…
Finally, he clawed my ass with an instinctive need for flesh and groaned in blissful agony, “I’m cumming.” I pressed against him and gave him kisses as he released his points.