Extra - Scent of a (Elven) Woman

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I put away the communication crystal in my storage and walked back inside the inn. The tension in the air was still as strong as before I walked outside. Despite the tables were full of people, not even flies dared make a sound. All the diners and drinkers in the room were staying with their eyes fixed on their plates, if not for sparing a quick glance now and then to an obviously angry elven woman with green hair and the short-haired woman next to her who was currently using a pretty badly beaten up man as a chair.

“Still going on with the punishment?” I asked Vilandra as I approached their table.

“It will continue until I’m sure he won’t feel his hands anymore.”

“Fair enough. I can’t really blame him for wanting to feel Alyana’s ass though.” I said, sitting down in front of her.

“Fortuna!” Alyana shouted on the other side of the table.

“Well, that’s true.”

“Vilandra!”

“Ehy! I’m just telling the truth here!”

Alyana jokingly hit her shoulder and said, “stop teasing me.”

At that moment the door opened and Missya and Lyra entered with a cart full of bottles. After Lyra closed the door they looked around the inn for a bit before coming to our table. Once there Missya said, “what’s up with this tense… Vilandra, is that a man you’re sitting on?”

“I’m teaching him to keep his hands in his pockets.”

“Okaaaay… Anyway, lord Granger gave us the liquor he promised. Are we going to drink in our room or…” She looked around at the people eating without making any noise, “here?”

“I’d prefer to do it here. I want to eat something too and I don’t want our room smelling of food all night.” Said Alyana.

Lyra sat down in front of her and said, “fine but can someone do something about this atmosphere?”

“I have an idea.” I said and waved at a waiter.

He came almost running to our table and asked “can I do something for you?”

“Yes, it’s been a long day, why don’t you give one of these bottles to each table so we can all drink it away? Tell them to wait before opening them though. Oh, and give two bottles and this,” I passed him a gold coin, “to the owner, for the trouble.”

“Right away, Lady Fortuna.” He said and walked away towards the counter taking the cart with the bottles with him.

“What are you doing? That was ours!” Lyra said, looking now at me, now at the cart going away.

“I was dealing with this atmosphere. Don’t worry, we’ll have enough to drink even if we give away some bottles.”

She sat on the chair at the head of the table, pouting before saying, after a few seconds, “oh whatever, I don’t care anymore.”

Soon an old, tall, bearded man with a beer belly approached our table bringing the now half empty cart with him saying “Lady Fortuna, I’m the owner of this inn, I wanted to thank you personally for your generosity.”

“Please, we’ve caused enough trouble already, it was only natural to compensate for it.”

“Customers like you make the joy of an innkeeper.”

“I’m glad to hear that. While you’re here could you tell us what your kitchen has to offer tonight?”

“Sure. We have a vegetables soup, hopper stew with soldier’s bread in it, mixed steamed vegetables and cheese and dry cured sausages that are made in the villages around the town.”

“Then, could you bring us some cheese and some of those sausages, then, for me, the stew and a plate of steamed vegetables. You girls?”

He flinched a bit when I called the others like that but soon turned towards Lyra as she said “I’ll just take the soup, thank you.”

“For me the soup and the stew,” said Missya.

“Same for me,” said Alyana in front of her.

“I’ll take the stew and the steamed vegetables like Fortuna,” said Vilandra, which made him flinch again.

“Perfect,” he said, then, after visibly trying to muster the courage to do so, he added, “dear guest, could I ask you to please let that man go?”

“Oh, sure,” Vilandra said before getting up from her temporary chair and kicking him away to make room for the actual chair.

“Thank you, anything else you wanted to order?”

“Yes, could you bring us two bottles of your best vilam?”

“Certainly,” he said before bowing a bit and walking away.

As Vilandra’s chair ran away Missya told me, “we haven’t asked you yet but I presume you’ve decided to spend the night with us, right?”

“Indeed.”

“I’m glad you’ll stay with us. I don’t get why you wanted to wait until now though.”

“I had to speak to a person.”

“Did you have to ask permission to mummy?” Said Vilandra, laughing.

“No, to my lover.”

They all froze, staring at me for a few seconds before Missya said, “was he that man you talked with before? Is he really fine with it?”

“Oh no, that’s just Holiés. My lover is in Phosforia and yes, she is fine with it… kinda.”

“Kinda? Fortuna, you shouldn’t do such things, if we knew you had a lover we wouldn’t have asked.” Alyana said with a worried look on her face.

“Don’t worry, it’s really fine. I was talking with her over a communication crystal just a few moments ago.”

“Fine, if you say so.”

At that moment the owner and the waiter from before arrived with a wooden board with the cheese, sausages and some bread on top, knives and cups for everyone and two bottles of vilam.

They put everything on the table and the owner said, “here miladies, we’ll bring the rest to you soon.”

“Thank you.”

I took the bottle and poured some vilam in everyone’s cups before getting up and facing the rest of the room. I hit a knife against another a couple of times to get everyone’s attention and, once I had it, I said, “everyone, it’s been a long day for Vilfori but now we are here, safe and sound, and we can enjoy our drinks together. So let’s bygones be bygones and have fun. Those bottles you have on your tables were kindly offered by Lord Granger himself and he assured us they were the best he had to offer. It would be a waste not to drink them, wouldn’t it? So drink up! For luck smiled on this city today.”

I raised my cup and said, “to Vilfori” before drinking from it amidst the cheering of the people in the inn.

I sat back on my chair and said, “see? I told you i would have fixed the mood.”

“Yes, yes.” Lyra said.

We started eating and drinking and oon they brought us the other dishes too. As we ate they told me some stories from their travels. They told me about time they had to fight against a giant crocodile-like monster that breathed fire in the swamps of Astall, the time they surfed on the dunes of Sithar while chasing a bird that had stolen a ring they had to give to a priestess, the time Vilandra sneaked inside the chambers of the first wife of the Emperor of Gredum and she treated her so well she wanted to run away with them and many, many more. At one point Lyra and Missya made everyone move away from the center of the room and ended up entertaining the inn with a show of wind and water magic, while Vilandra was still busy winning the final of an arm wrestling tournament she had set up herself.

We had gotten to the third bottle of the liquor Lord Granger had given us when we decided to go upstairs. We took the bottles still in the cart, which weren’t many after a drinking game the whole inn took part in, said goodnight to everyone still partying and walked up the wooden stairs while bumping into each other now and then and passing the almost finished bottle between us.

We entered the room they had reserved and Lyra took out some magic lamps from her storage, though not with the speed she took their weapons out the evening before. As we lit the lamps and placed them around the room Alyana sat on the bed and, looking at the now empty bottle, said “let’s play the game of the bottle.”

“Aren’t you a bit too old for that?” Said Missya, walking towards her.

“Come on, we haven’t played in half a century.”

“That’s true but…”

“Come ooooon.”

“Ehy, it’s fine by me.” Said Vilandra, sitting on the floor in front of the bed

Lyra dragged a chair next to her, sat on it and said “I’m in.”

“Fine, fine, we’ll play the game of the bottle.” Said Missya, sitting on the bed next to Alyana.

“How do you play?” I asked.

“Well, it’s really simple you-”

“Shhhh,” Alyana interrupted her, “I’ll explain. So… you take an empty bottle, lay it on the ground and make it spin, the one who is chosen by the bottle must do what the one who span it says.”

(So it is practically just spin the bottle.)

“Ok, I’m in,” I said, “who’s going to start.”

“I will,” said Alyana, before spinning the bottle on the floor.

The bottle span a few times before stopping pointing at Lyra.

“Ly-ly, you have to drink from Mi-mi’s mouth.”

“Pervert.” Lyra said as Missya walked towards her, bottle in hand. She put a bit of liquor in her mouth and kissed Lyra, forcing the liquor down her throat.

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Once their lips separated Lyra said “now it’s my turn.” and took the bottle from the floor.

Once Missya sat back at her place she made it spin again and this time it stopped pointing at Vilandra.

“Vi-vi, you have to take off your shirt and any undergarments you have under it and let Fortuna smell you as she sees fit.”

“And I am the pervert.” Said Alyana as Vilandra took off her shirt and the linen strips over her chest.

“Come Fortuna, you have to smell me.” Vilandra said, turning towards me.

“Only smelling, you can’t touch her in any way but with your nose.” Lyra pointed out as I leaned towards Vilandra who was sitting next to me.

I started smelling her neck, gently breathing on it too as I slowly lowered my head. Soon I was using my nose to trace around her breasts before going up again, over her neck, over her lips, until the points of our noses touched as we stared into each other’s eyes. I stayed there like that for a few seconds before sitting back on my spot.

Missya passed me the full bottle as Vilandra span the empty one on the ground and I drank from it. When I lowered it I saw the bottle stopping in front of Missya.

“You have to close your eyes and not open them until I say so, after you open them I’ll ask you a question, if you’re wrong you’ll have to strip.”

“You sure come up with the weirdest ones.” Missya said, closing her eyes.

Once Vilandra made sure her eyes were closed she gestured Alyana to get up from the bed they were sitting on and for me to lick Missya’s cheek. Once I did we both set back on our spots and Vilandra told Missya to open her eyes. When she opened them she asked her, “who licked your cheek?”

“It was obviously Aly.”

“Wrong, it was Fortuna. Now you have to strip.” Vilandra said, giggling.

“Fine,” Missya said, while starting to unbutton her shirt.

“Come on, do it properly.” Vilandra said.

I took the bottle that was next to Missya as got up and she started dancing around, slowly unbuttoning her shirt before throwing it at Lyra. We all started drinking from the bottle as we watched her strip. She removed the safety pin that held the strings over her breasts still and, spinning around unwinded them until she remained with a single, long string of linen in her hand, which she put around Alyana’s neck. She then kicked her shoes away and unlaced her pants. She turned the other way and, bending forward, sticking her ass out towards us, removed her pants and panties at the same time. Once they were on the ground she stepped away from them, turned again towards us and picked them up. She then threw her pants at me and, holding her panties, walked up to Vilandra. Once she was right in front of her she leaned forward and, saying “here is your trophy,” put them on her face. Seeing that the bottle we were drinking had finished she opened the last one and drank from it before going back to her spot on the bed.

After sitting down she spun the bottle around with her foot which ended up stopping in front of Vilandra again.

Missya grinned before saying “for the rest of the night you’re a dog, you have to walk on all fours and you can’t use your hands, only your mouth. Oh, and unless it’s to give an order you can’t speak, only bark, pant and howl.”

“You-”

“Ah, ah, no speaking.”

Vilandra glared at her, before going on all four and walking like that up to the bottle to spin it with her mouth.

This time, when the bottle stopped, it was pointing at Alyana.

“Aly, you have to take Missya’s string that is around your neck and use it to blindfold yourself, then you have to let us do whatever we want until I tell you so.”

Alyana pouted a bit as she put the string over her eyes saying “you really have a thing against eyes, don’t you?” But Vilandra only barked in response, which made her laugh.

Once the string was fastened behind her head Missya pushed her down on the bed and started taking her shirt off, while Lyra took off her shoes and pants.When the two had finished undressing her they used the strings that used to hold hers and Vilandra’s breasts to tie her legs to a leg of the bed each, leaving her with the legs open on the border of the bed. Then Lyra took off her shirt and her string and Missya told me to do the same. I gave her mine too and they used the two to tie her hands to the bedposts on the other side of the bed.

Missya then took the bottle of liquor, opened her mouth, and started pouring the liquor in,which soon overflowed as she wasn’t able to swallow fast enough. When the bottle was half empty she stopped and drank from it as Alyana coughed. She then started pouring it over her breasts and we started drinking it from her until it was completely finished. I got up from over Alyana to fetch another bottle but, not seeing any full one around I said, “girls, I think that was the last one.”

“I knew we shouldn’t have given all those bottles away to the other people down there.” Lyra complained.

“Now, now, Ly-li we could always get more.” Missya said, to which Vilandra barked in approval.

“Why don’t we go ask Lord Granger for some more?” I said.

“You gave it away, you go.” Lyra said.

“No, we all go, it’s not right for just one to go by herself.” Missya said.

“Fine, fine. Let’s get done with it fast then.”

We put our shirts, shoes, and pants, in Missya’s case, back on but, as we were about to exit the room Alyana said, “wait! Are you going to leave me here like this?”

“Obviusly.” Vilandra said, finally getting up from walking on all fours to open the door. She was immediately stopped by Missya though who said, “who told you you could stop acting like a dog?”

“But someone might see me outside!”

“Obviously,” Missya said, grinning.

Vilandra wailed a bit like a dog and got back on all fours while Missya opened the door.

We walked outside and Lyra closed the door behind us. Trying to avoid onlookers, because we had one of the most powerful adventurers on the continent walking on all fours and barking with us, we exited the now quiet inn and started walking the dark streets of the town towards Lord Granger’s mansion. Once we were in front of the mansion Missya was about to go to look for a guard or a servant to let us in but I stopped her saying, “I have an idea.”

“Is it a good idea?” She asked me.

“It’s an idea.”

She eyed me for a second and I said, “look.”

I made my armor appear on me and enveloped myself in flames using fire magic, then said, “do I look like some sort of demon?”

“Kinda.”

“Good enough, go hide.”

They nodded and went to hide behind some trees that lined the road that brought up to the mansion. Once I made sure they couldn’t be seen I walked up to the gate and, using air magic to make my voice deeper and even louder, shouted “I am the demon of unholy pleasures! I demand a tribute!”

Suddenly I heard the other three burst into laughter but they soon muffled their voices, just in time to not be heard by the approaching guards.

“Who’s there?!” One of the two guards shouted.

I made the flames around me even stronger and shouted, “mongrel, have you not heard me.I am the great Queefer, demon of unholy pleasures. Make way, for I demand a tribute from your lord” making sure I said a very important part in Taelish.

“We won’t let you pass, you demon!” The other guard said, before running towards me, spear in hand.

I immobilized him immediately with earth magic and soon after I did the same with his colleague.

“Mongrels, your efforts are futile. You cannot go against me. For inside this armor runs the power of the pussy juice.”

“Wait until Genji comes here, you demon, and you will cry.”

“He won’t have to wait long.” Genji said, coming out of the gate.

“I ask for a lord and I get a guard dog. Are all humans deaf?” I said, realizing too late that Genji had nullified my air magic with his own.

“Lady Fortuna, what are you even doing this late into the night?”

“We… we finished the liquor.”

“All of it?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

“Somehow.”

“So, this tribute the great demon of unholy pleasure wants is booze, am I right?”

“Yes.”

“Fine, I’ll go fetch some more. Meanwhile, could you please free our guards and turn yourself off?”

“Oh, sure.” I said, putting off the flames swirling around me and making the earth that was trapping the guards return at its place.

“Thank you.” He said and walked back inside the mansion.

After only a couple of minutes he walked back outside with a crate full of bottles and gave it to me saying, “please, this town already saw enough excitement for one day, try to keep it down from now on.”

“I will try but I can’t promise anything,” I said, walking away from the mansion towards the tree-lined road.

Once I passed the first row of trees the three elven women came out for their hiding spots laughing.

“Okay, that was indeed hilarious” said Missya as I passed her the crate to remove my armor.

“Agreed, though it’s a pity it lasted so little,” Lyra said, to which Vilandra barked in agreement.

“Well then, shall we return to the inn?”

“Of course.”

We walked back avoiding the people of the town like before and we soon arrived at the inn. We hurried back at our room and, when we opened the door, we found Alyana panting where we left her, only there was the small addition of a yellowish liquid in front of the bed.

“Aly, Aly, Aly, what did you do?” Missya said, walking towards the bed.

“You left me here tied for half an hour! I had to go!”

“Excuses.” She said, removing her blindfold.

She then used water and wind magic to remove the stain and collect it in a sphere of water and said, “what if I had you drink this as punishment?”

“No, Mi-mi, please no.” Alyana said, thrashing around on the bed.

Missya leaned towards her, opened her mouth and lowered the sphere towards her face but, at the last second threw it against the blinders, which opened to let it pass and fall outside.

Just a second later we heard a “who the fuck is throwing water out of the window?” Coming from the street.

We all laughed for a few seconds looking at the window, then Missya turned back towards Alyana and said “you still need some punishment, don’t you three agree?” And bit her lip.

“She sure does.” Said Lyra, to which Vilandra barked again in agreement.

“Agreed” I said.

“Well then, what should we do to this bad girl?”

At that point Vilandra walked up to Missya and barked.

“Right, Vi-vi, we should first of all make sure that this messy girl is clean, right? Here, make me take off you those dirty clothes so you can go on the bed.” Missya said and started taking off her shirt.

After she had finished undressing Vilandra, Missya patted the bed and said “hop on the bed, Vi-vi,” to which Vilandra complied.

As soon as she was on the bed she started gently licking Alyana with repeated movements of her tongue. First she licked her face all over, then her chin, her neck, her breasts. When she was about to lick at Alyana’s belly she got over her, putting her hands on either side of her hips and her legs under Alyana’s outstretched and still tied arms. She kept licking like that but, when she was almost at her clit she stopped and set on Alyana’s face.

“Oh, you’re already tired Vi-vi? Well, there is nothing we can do, sit there to rest for a bit.” Missya said, which caused Alyana to thrash about again and try to speak muffled words, much to Vilandra’s pleasure.

“Now, what should we do to punish this girl who wet our room with her dirty, dirty, piss,” Missya said, pinching Alyana’s nipple at the last word.

“Do you have any idea, Fortuna?”

I went to the side of the bed, covered my finger in ice and, passing it over Alyana’s belly as I walked towards Missya said, “I really don’t know what we could do.”

I passed in front of Missya, tracing my finger over her breasts and over her neck, then I bent forward and, using ice magic on my breath said to her ear, “maybe we could do something with her ears.” Which made her jerk up a bit, which cause Vilandra to let a moan of pleasure escape from her mouth.

“How cruel, don’t you know that the ears of an elf are really sensitive?”

“Oh, really?” I infused my breath with magic again, this time using fire to warm it, and said again to her ear, “I really didn’t know, maybe we should…” and I started nibbling the tip of her ear, which made her jerk up again. I kept nibbling on it as I moved down her ear, making her whole body move under the pleasure. Once I had almost reached her lobe I stopped biting on it and, using ice magic on my breath again, whispered to her ear “it seems like it’s true.” Then blew lightly in her ear. Which made her let out a shout that was muffled by Vilandra still sitting on her.

All that movement under her, though, made Vilandra finally climax, squirting directly in Alyana’s still screaming mouth, before falling on her, resting her head on her belly.

“Vi-vi! look at what you did! If Alyana wasn’t there to drink it all up you would have made a mess worse than hers.”

Vilandra turned to face Missya and just gave a feeble bark.

“You did great, Alyana,” Missya said and kissed her, “now it’s time for your reward. Lily, care to give her the reward she deserves?”

“Sure,” Lily, who meanwhile had started masturbating, said before opening her storage and taking out a double ended dildo.

She walked up to the end of the bed, put an end inside herself and, with the other, penetrated Alyana.

As she did so Missya embraced me, gave me a kiss and said “why don’t we join them now?”

And that was how one of the craziest nights I spent on Kis started.