The Tower of Passion

"Are you sure?" Fiona asked as she stood up slowly.

"Yes... I. It is not only because you saved the city... I found you intriguing." She looked at Liddy, still spinning. "And your... friend seemed to enjoy herself greatly. I would like to as well." Fiona blushed, but she wasn't going to say no. The witch queen was beautiful - and her ability... well she didn't think too much about that.

"Can I show you to my chambers?" Jota Nel asked Fiona, who nodded. The berserker looked back at her party - Liddy practicing her double backflips, new steel flashing in the light as she did seemed fine. Qae waved her in.

The witch queen took her hand, and the two walked past the arena, up the stairs on the other side leading to what Fiona could only call a reef palace. She'd spend more time admiring it now that it was fully visible in the daylight, but she was focused on the undulating, enticing, ass of its ruler instead. The blue ass was... Enticing.

Fiona missed the beautiful pearl mosaics on the wall, the enormous tapestries of woven seaweed, and the coral spire columns as she walked through the halls of the palace, up gorgeous grand staircases, fountains of water with mystical sea creatures splashing about in them. The interplay of light through enormous windows, dances on the artwork and the coral walls and floor.

Fiona missed all of this, but still had the best view in the city.

Jota Nel looked back at the berserker and smiled as she pushed open a grand door, taking Fiona to the first room she paid attention to. Or the first piece of furniture - an enormous bed, covered in soft cushions and pillows. The Merfolk woman let Fiona's hand go and walked towards the bed. One leg in front of the other, before she crawled onto it. Made it to the end, and lay down on her side.

Fiona stood stunned at the entrance, unable to move.

"Come. Undress, and..." The queen looked away again, saying the last part was quieter than intended. Not quite as confident as her title insinuated. "get your reward."

Fiona's sorry excuse for clothes hit the floor quickly as she pulled them over her head, her monster standing tall, finally free. As she made her way towards the bed she saw her partner's face flash with worry, looking at her hard cock.
"It's... Big. I don't think..."
"You don't have to take it..." Fiona said. "There's other ways to enjoy each other." She lay down next to the woman, staring into her eyes.
"Are you sure this is okay? I don't want to... I don't want you to do this just cause you need to reward me."
Jota Nel shook her head rapidly, before looking up and down Fiona's body, eyes full of lust.
"It's... I am not sure you are the only one being rewarded."

Fiona started to blush and instead hid her face in the merfolk's neck, who let out a surprised moan, before her arms reached behind Fiona, caressing her muscular back.
"It's not fair you're still dressed." Fiona said between her lips leaving little wet marks all over the woman's neck, as her hands climbed up to free Jota Nel's globes, her clamshell bikini being picked up and discarded, Fiona's tongue tracing its way down before encircling a dark blue areola. Rewarded with appreciative moans from above, she brought a hand up to lightly pinch the other.

"This...Was..." Jota Nel Gasped "Meant to be your reward" she managed to get out.
"It is..." Fiona responded between her tongue lashing out to caress the merfolk's nipples, her tits massaged and groped.

Fiona felt... Brave. Courageous. She wasn't sure what the reality of these dungeon creatures was, and she didn't know if she'd ever see Jota Nel again. And she was hot - not like she feared some bosses would be, but hot hot. The combination of this made her braver than with Liddy, or Qae - she'd have to see those every day.

Fiona finally understood the appeal of a one-night stand. She didn't have to be shy - it didn't matter. She'd walk through a portal and... well if she didn't want to, she wouldn't have to come back, would she?

With that in mind, her lips abandoned the tit, and she traced kisses and give little licks down her partner's soft tummy. Her hands traveled ahead, grasping the sides of Jota Nel's bottoms and pulling them down. Fiona pulled herself away from her partner for a moment, just enough to lift up her legs and throw the clamshell bottom to the side to join its partner on the floor.

Naked, the witch queen kept her legs closed. Fiona's laid her hands gently on her knees and pulled them apart finally revealing her mound, bare and showing her anticipation of this event, glistening wet. Fiona held the legs apart, as she started gently kissing her thighs. She'd loved doing this to Liddy, and couldn't wait to taste the merfolk's pussy.

Her lips getting closer and closer, she circled the wet folds with a devious look on her face.

"So.... My queen." She said as the merfolk moaned and whined. "Tell me what you want." As she stalked the blue woman, she could feel her piercing heating up on her breast, doing its magic. A soft pink glow appeared around Jota Nel's pearl, highlighting it to Fiona.

"Ohh my...Fiona"
"I won't know unless you say"  Fiona dragged her tongue up the witch queen's inner thigh.
"Please..."
"Beg for it." Fiona's fingers danced on the opposite side of her face, light touches across her skin showing off their flexibility.

"Please just.. Just lick my pussy.. Please" The woman was trying to hump into Fiona's mouth out of desperation, and as soon as she spoke Fiona obliged. As soon as her tongue touched the wet folds Jota Nel shuddered, soft but insistent whispers from her mouth as her hands wrapped Fiona's hair around them, pushing her face into her nethers. Fiona lapped at her delicious treat, one hand reaching around to grope the woman's plump rear as the other reached up, thumb rubbing against the queen's glowing clit.

It wasn't long before Fiona could hear heavy panting, the wetness increasing as Jota Nel suddenly tensed up and shuddered.

"Oh oh oh oh ohhhhhoooceans below oh my yessssss" She screamed, as squirt shot out drenching Fiona's face, not doing anything to stop her administrations, pushing the orgasm as far as she could 

"Oh no please... please no " Her body spasmed, shivering, hands tapping Fiona's head.
"please I can't... Please" Fiona pulled back and looked up at the merfolk's exhausted face. Her eyes rolled back, and her blue tongue nearly fell out of her face.
"That... Was amazing." She panted.
Fiona crawled up the bed and planted a peck on her cheek. 
"You're welcome." She leaned in and whispered into the exhausted merfolk's ear. "It's time for my reward now." Jota Nel could feel the prodding of Fiona's enormous member against her thigh.

"I... It definitely won't fit me. But I have an idea. Come with me." Not waiting for an answer so crawled out of the bed, making sure Fiona got a show before turning around and reaching out her arm. Fiona followed and accepted the assistance, as she was led around the bed.

Behind the large bed, invisible from the entrance was a large pool with underwater benches at one side. As she was led into the water, Fiona was surprised to find it heated the warm embrace welcoming around her sore feet. The Witch Queen led her into the heated waters and sat her down on the bench before straddling the berserker, her turn to be showered in kisses, long tongue licking her neck before the merfolk whispered in her ear.
"If I'm underwater... I don't need my lungs to breathe." And before Fiona could react, her hand grabbed Fiona's monstrous member, and quickly kissed down the berserker's muscular body, free hand squeezing Fiona's pierced nipple with a satisfied, half-pleasure half-pain gasp from the human woman. Tongue lashed at her abs, as her head was finally underwater, hair floating in the hot water as Fiona gasped feeling the soft lips wrap around the girthy tip of her cock.
Tongue flickering against the tip, she wasted no time pushing the member deeper and deeper down her willing, tight throat. Her tongue flickered on the underside of the cock as she took it further and further. About halfway down she stopped, and Fiona rubbed the woman's neck feeling the protrusion created by her intrusion.

And then the Witch Queen, a ruler of an actual civilization, pushed further. Another inch. And Another. Fiona squirmed, feeling the strong muscles of the woman's throat work her member. And she pushed further in.

Fiona was stroking her hair, encouraging her along as she stared down the clear water. She was waiting again, waiting for the final push. Beyond excited to feel her nose against her mons, Fiona held her patience. She wasn't gonna force it, no matter how much she wanted it.

And another inch. The merfolk's nose squished against Fiona's pelvis as the blue woman grabbed Fiona's muscular ass, and held her there, throat fully impaled on the bulbous cock. She'd been underwater for... minutes. The concept of time had fully left Fiona.

She looked up at Fiona, and suddenly pulled off - her head popping out of the water. Fiona was certain what dripped from her mouth wasn't just pool water.
The queen looked down, and then - quietly, just loud enough for Fiona to hear it - said.

"You... you can fuck my face. Use it. Please"
Not waiting for an answer she dove underwater and in one, smooth motion pushed the entire length into her throat again. Her face angled upwards, and her pleading eyes met Fiona's.

The berserker was not hard to ask. She grabbed her white locks and twisted them around her hands for purchase. Slowly she pulled the Witch Queen, her toy, off of her stiff cock. Just as lips were about to touch the tip, she thrust her hips at the same time as she pulled her hair, slamming her cock deep into the throat again. Jota Nel's eyes went wide, she could feel a moan around her cock - and more interestingly, bubbles bubbling up around it, tickling her sack and her shaft.

The merfolk nodded, and Fiona saw no reason to take it slow again. She thrust, faster and faster, stretching the throat and abusing the mouth offered to her pleasure. Jota Nel, Witch Queen of the Reef was nothing more than a fleshlight. She pumped her hips with no regard for anything but her own pleasure, her hand's wrapping around the head and holding it still as she fucked the plump lips. It didn't take long until she trusted in for the last time, her cock deep in Jota Nel's throat, the merfolk swallowing and wiggling her tongue doing everything she can to milk the berserker, as Fiona shuddered and finally released her seed deep into her mouth, her balls churning, the volume so high that ropes started leaking out around the merfolk's mouth.

After who knows how long, Fiona pulls out, and a glob of girlcum leaks out of Jota Nel's mouth. She pulls herself out of the water and embraces the berserker as they both sit on the side of the pool, cuddled up, exhausted, spent, and happy.