The light shines into the bedroom through the crack in the curtains covering the window. Gradually making its way from the wall to the bed as the morning progresses. The sun moves in the sky and moves the line of light across gradually and slowly. Eventually, it lands right over the eyes of a young adult human male. He wakes up from this quickly. Annoyed by the light that woke him up.

He rubs his eyes gently and looks around. His fully tanned skin on open display; what this world would refer to as “sun kissed”. His dark black straight hair hanging down. He pushes his hair up a bit to give his bright but deep blue eyes full exposure.

He notices that he is not alone in his bed. Letting out a low and mostly silent sighing exhale from his nose, he whispers in his mind “Silenced Movement”. A low exhale once more that gradually stops making sound.

> Silenced Movement

> [Base Rogue Skill, Stealth]

> Enables the user to move without making noise for a short time. Skill ends if the user moves more than half as fast as they normally can (such as running).

He lifts the blankets to reveal a completely naked demi-human girl who is facing towards the wall to the side.

Feline in appearance with long crimson hair that trails down the back. Her skin is a somewhat pale peach color. Sporting a fluffy tail that is coiled around portions of her left leg going downward. He looks over her body quietly and studies the girl’s appearance as he thinks to himself.

“Must be from last night, I don’t remember anything past about 8 pm.”

The unnamed catgirl’s body is particularly voluptuous. Even at a glance, he can judge her breasts to be D or even DD in size, and her rear is equally large to match. All while having a toned and trained body overall while maintaining an hourglass style figure. He guesses on a rough estimate of her height. Likely around 5’7” (170 cm.).

He lets out a low and silent sigh again and thinks to himself.

“C’mon Rogue. Gotta remember. Think back and get the details…!”

Rogue looks at the girl and starts to think deeply. Calling upon his memories. Tiny details come back at first and begin to form a greater picture.

“Approached… at 9 pm. She’s struggling with… a lust curse. From a witch… She needs an escort to the capitol. Heard my name from… the mayor. Came and found me… She was falling apart. About to go nuts with lust out in public. Yeah… And then…”

He hits a roadblock in his mind and forcefully pushes through. Getting bombarded with the image of looking down at the nude body of the feline girl. Looking down at her back and having roughly shoved her face down into the soft, plush bedding with his left hand and holding onto her ass with the right. A loud slap echoes outward, a mewling moan, and the sounds of flesh meeting flesh.

Raw, bareback sex as the feline girl is pounded down into. Her ass rippled and shook with every balls-deep thrust inside. Rogue himself grunting out as he utterly ravages a girl whose name he doesn’t even know yet! Gritting his teeth as this is clearly several long minutes into the bareback fuck session.

Rogue pulls out and rolls the girl over onto her back. Revealing her large breasts fully. Pink nipples on display as her eyes are wide. Her irises visibly expanded extra wide as she breathes out heavily. Tongue hanging out slightly. Rogue hoists up the girl’s toned legs and pushes the feet down towards her head so that her ankles are just behind her head as her legs are framing her large breasts.

Rogue aligns his large length back to the hairless pink slit and slams back inside. The feline’s body lets out a resounding “PLAP!” into the air and she lets out a long groan. Rogue holds her body firmly with his half-dressed own body as he pounds down into the girl in a mating-press style position! The sounds of rough sex completely filling the room to the point of creating a lewd symphony.

Even while recollecting his memories, Rogue lets out a sigh again and runs his fingers through his hair. Remembering further.

“Did I really not bother to ask for her name first?”

Rogue jumps back a few minutes to the conversation the two had.

“Here we go…”

The memory is of him talking to the feline red-haired girl in the bedroom. Having her sit down in a chair. Gathering details from her. Looking over the girl intently with his arcane eyes as they speak. The feline is dressed in leather armor with fabric clothes underneath. Sporting a medium sized bow. Clearly some sort of archer.

> Arcane Eyes

>

> [Personal Ability]

>

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> Sight beyond sight. Enhanced vision and additional visual senses.

The feline girl’s body is drawing in ambient mana from the air from every direction at an alarming rate, towards her head and into her brain. The blue, wispy and misty invisible energy gets sucked in like a vacuum by the curse. Without Rogue’s arcane eyes, it would take a spell or some sort of artifact to make mana visible.

Even while sitting calmly, her breathing is elevated drastically, and her blood circulation is greatly sped up. Upon closer inspection, her hypothalamus is the center of the lust curse, giving it it’s effect. In this enclosed space, she can draw in all of the ambient mana in just a few hours at most.

The lust curse is causing the hypothalamus to pump the feline girl’s body with an excessive number of breeding hormones. Anyone who were to endure this for an extended period of time would go mad. Just like she is now. It’s as if she were in heat a dozen times over. Her body is packed with so much burning desire that she’s prepared to throw herself at nearly anything alive.

“But the solution isn’t to just… fuck the lust away. That’s just a temporary fix. And inefficient. I’d know that.”

The arcane eyes then hone in during the memory. Seeing through the girl’s first layer of clothes. Her body is lightly shining with sweat. Rogue hones in with his eyes to another stage inward, and looks over the girl’s naked body. As if her clothes weren't even there and she was actually in the nude. Underneath her clothes, her body is sweating excessively as it compensates for the increased blood flow warming up the body.

Finally, the two start to have a full conversation. The girl speaks up first.

“Thank you for accepting my impromptu quest on such short notice. I understand you must be busy with other work as well.”

Her voice is bright and cheery, and overall very pleasant to listen to thanks to an overall soft and warm tone.

Rogue’s thoughts echo in his mind.

“Fuck, I can’t tell her I’m broke and jobless right now. It’ll make me look bad…”

Still, he smiles and speaks back to her calmly. Rogue’s tone of voice is much lower and darker. His words also strike quite a bit more bluntly.

“It’s fine. Just looking at you, I can tell you’re in major distress. Why do you need to go to the capitol in particular? Stormshire isn’t a short walk. And while you’re at it, what’s your name? Since you know mine already.”

Rogue intently is looking over the girl’s luscious naked body in the memory. Catching in every detail, sexual or otherwise. The girl rubs her hands together lightly and nods in response before speaking up again.

“Sorry about dropping all the details on you like that. I was searching all over town for you, because I heard from the mayor you might be leaving soon to go to the capitol by yourself. That’s why she recommended you. She says you make the trip all the time. But… I didn’t think she really meant it when she said you were a human. I thought she was mistaken, and that you were just a young-looking human-dominant half-elf. But no, you really are human. I wasn’t sure it was you at first, since she said your eyes were dark blue. Not crimson.”

Rogue waves his hand dismissively and sighs.

“You’re getting off-topic. I’ll ask again to keep it clear for you. Why are you going to Stormshire to get a curse removed, and what’s your name?"

The feline girl’s ears flick up as she gets nervous. Pushing her fingers together as she tries to think of what to say in response.

“A good friend of mine lives there. She’s a priestess. Level 9, like you are, at that. She can remove greater curses with a wave of her hand. And since she knows me, she’ll do it for free. Oh, and I’m Huntress. Hello.”

Rogue nods and takes a seat on the nearby bed.

“How long have you been cursed? How bad is it?”

Huntress trips over her words for a moment before answering.

“Just over one week. The first day wasn’t so bad. I couldn’t tell. The second day I just thought I was in a certain mood. It’s really the fifth day that I couldn’t take it anymore. I was rubbing on myself like crazy. Eventually I realized what I was doing on the seventh day. I had a moment of mental clarity and figured out I had not eaten or drank anything for two straight days. But I felt no hunger. I was rubbing myself to death by starvation in my inn room.”

Rogue nods and takes Huntress by the hand. Guiding her to the bed.

“What about right now?”

Huntress gets flustered and her face is flushed red, nearly matching her hair as she looks away. “I… um… Well. You certainly aren’t bad looking… and you’re a guy… so… Yeah. I’ve been thinking about it basically the whole time. So yeah… Uh...” Her words are failing her.

Rogue nods and gains a more joking and light-hearted tone of voice.

“Let’s get you sorted out. We can leave in the morning. I can’t have you jumping on me in public, after all. As fun as the reactions might be, I think the guards wouldn’t be as kind.”

Rogue takes a seat next to Huntress and leans in. Grabbing her by the cheek and pulling her into a full kiss. His lips make full contact with her soft ones. Slowly separating as he presses himself in further. One arm slipping around behind her back as his tongue lashes out. Licking over her lips quickly before pulling away. Looking at the panting and flustered mess he created.

The toned and muscular arm comes forward and presses against Huntress’ chest. Pushing her over onto her back. Her red hair splayed out in every direction without rhyme or reason. Rogue slowly climbs on top of her body and lays over her. Letting his larger and heavier body press down as he starts to kiss her once more. Gently nibbling on her lips as he triggers a different stage of his arcane eyes.

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“Erogenous points… Ears. Neck. Mouth. Hips. Back. Breasts. She really likes her lips being played with too. Not to mention her slit is burning the brightest of all. That’s plenty to work with~. She’s got like twice as many weak points as the average girl. Or is her body just extra sensitive because of the curse?”

Rogue puts his newly acquired knowledge to work. He gently runs two fingers along the edge of Huntress’ feline ears. Barely gripping the edge to lightly grip it while he continues to peck her on the lips repeatedly with gentle kisses. His free right hand travels over Huntress’ body and expertly removes her clothes. Metallic clicks and pops as buttons and buckles come undone. Not even looking at what he’s doing as he maintains focus on that ear and mouth.

Before Huntress could even speak again, her entire outer layer of clothing had been removed. Leaving her mostly nude. Only her breasts and ass are covered now. She gets surprised by the sight of herself almost entirely exposed seemingly out of nowhere! But then she smiles and unhooks her bra herself. Her voice becomes packed with pure seduction.

“I’m in your care, Rogue. Please help me with my curse.”

Rogue nods and removes the girl’s entire outfit and starts on his own as well. In the present, Rogue shakes his head to dismiss the memory as he knows what happens next and looks back.

“Huntress, huh? She has a conventional demi-human name. Both her parents must be demi-human as well. Looks pure-blooded feline at that. And she was probably born super far away from here. Given her paler skin, I bet she came out of the woods.”

Rogue looks to the side and notices his neatly folded clothes. Letting out a quiet sigh of relief as he walks over to the pile, currently fully naked. His outfit is made of pure cloth elements, for maximum mobility. Predominately black in color with dull silver trim. The shine of the silky material has been visibly dulled to the point of being nearly gray instead of silver.

Rogue starts putting his clothes on quietly and periodically looks over to Huntress, who is sleeping soundly. He focuses on her body with his arcane eyes to check up on how she’s doing. He can see the mana being drawn into her hypothalamus is still just as active as ever, but her body has settled down. The previous night having gotten the current effect of her hormones “out of her system”, as it were. But she’ll be back to how she was within a day at the most.

“What the hell am I gonna do? First quest in over 2 weeks and it’s a really troublesome one…”

Rogue gets on the remaining pieces of his outfit, including his leather steel-toe boots and fingerless gloves. The final touch being pulling up his half-mask over his mouth and nose. Only leaving the upper portions of his face, particularly his eyes; exposed. He grabs his weapons nearby and holsters them onto his body.

On his hip is a high quality falchion inside it’s sheath, his primary weapon of choice. Attached to his lower back barely above the waist are a pair of equally high quality daggers inside ebony wooden scabbards. The first dagger is typical and made for piercing. The second dagger is of unique make. It’s made for slashing while the back of the blade has large teeth-like cutouts along a majority of the spine.

“Just gotta tackle the issue and get it done. I can’t afford to back out of an accepted quest. Unofficial or not. What time is it?”

Rogue steps over to the window. His boots are not making a single sound thanks to his “Silenced Movement” skill. He glances over to see where the light is penetrating through to from the slit in the curtains and avoids opening them in such a way that Huntress will be woken up like he was. Peeking outside and up towards the sun itself. He rolls his eyes.

“It’s just past 9 am. I started having sex with her at like… 9:30 pm. I only ever sleep for like 7 or 8 hours… Assuming I exhausted myself trying to exhaust her… and slept for a whole 8 hours… That would mean we had sex for a little over 3 and a half hours.”

Rogue sighs out and digs through one of his pouches, retrieving a rather small glass vial. Inside are a few thick and plump looking leaves. He walks over to Huntress and gets down low. Gently nudging her awake and speaking to her. His tone of voice is much brighter and gentler now, compared to the previous night.

“Huntress. Huntress, wake up. It’s late into the morning.”

Huntress takes some “convincing”, but she finally gets there. At first she rolls away and yanks the blankets over her body and buries her head away. Rogue rolls his eyes and sits on the edge of the bed.

“If we don’t leave within the hour, we’re gonna have to wait a whole extra day.”

Huntress’ ears flick around and she sits up. Her long, messy crimson hair in her face as she wipes the sleep away from her eyes. Her entire naked torso exposed. Rogue naturally undeterred and maintains a neutral to the display. He pulls out one of the plump leaves and offers it to Huntress, who looks at it confused.

“Here’s a contraceptive leaf. On me. Don’t ask about paying for it. This’ll make sure that you’re good for at least a week.”

Huntress only being half-awake isn’t really in the correct headspace to argue. She takes the leaf and casually munches away on it. Groaning out. “Itsh bitterh…” Somewhat sloppy and slurred words. Rogue however makes her swallow the chewed up leaf. Once she’s done, she looks over to Rogue with a slightly pouty expression.

“Your eyes are blue? Last night they were crimson like my hair…”

Rogue waves his hand dismissively.

“Don’t worry about that. We got a lot of ground to cover to get all the way to Stormshire. Even at a strong pace, it’s a whole month of walking. If we’re lucky, we’ll spot a cart or something heading that way. But the odds aren’t decent until we’re already halfway there.”

Huntress looks around and observes Rogue closely and speaks inquisitively. “You look so different now…”

Rogue looks at the feline girl confused and lets out a sigh.

“You just caught me in a particular mood, that’s all. It’s nothing for you to worry about. Get yourself dressed. We only have an hour. Maybe 2.”

Huntress pushes her fingers together and blushes a bit. “Actually. I’m feeling pretty wild and heated again. I was wondering if you could help out like last night.”

Rogue focuses in his arcane eyes once more and scans over Huntress’ body. Locating all of her weakest points. With surgical precision, he reaches forward. Pressing two fingers into two separate pressure points on the feline girl’s neck. One on each side. His right hand then slips down and he inserts two fingers inside her already moistened up slit. Hooking his fingers upward and squishing in the girl’s g-spot while his thumb presses on yet another pressure point. A wave of pleasure washes over Huntress’ body and before she knows it, in only about 6 seconds, she is reduced to a trembling mess. Having now endured a forced orgasm.

Rogue pulls his fingers away and wipes them off on the sheets of the bed. Stepping aside to gather Huntress’ things and presents them to her neatly. Still speaking with a bright and calm tone.

“Feel better?”

Huntress’ legs are shaking and her body overall is still trembling. It takes her an entire minute to work up the strength to sit herself up. Once she does, she looks over to Rogue. A little bit disappointed.

“Do you not like me? Last night you were so… eager? Now it’s like you’re a whole different person. Your whole vibe is different.”

Rogue shakes his head to dismiss the idea.

“Like I said, it was a mood. Now I’m doing a quest. Gotta take it seriously, y’know? Work first, play later and all that. To be honest, I shouldn’t have done that. It’s pretty… unprofessional? That’s the best way to describe it I guess.”

Huntress looks over Rogue’s body and lets out a sigh as she starts to get dressed in front of him. Unashamed of her nude appearance in her current state, especially given the circumstances. Rogue assists her in putting on her leather armor to speed up the process.

The two exit the inn room and Rogue gestures for Huntress to wait. Speaking to the innkeeper and handing over a few silver coins. Waiting for a few minutes before the dwarven woman comes back. Her somewhat shorter but powerful build is on display. Long orange hair held up in a semi-professional looking bun. She hands over a few small pouches to Rogue, which he puts away into his own bag. Pointing at a nearby table and waving goodbye and thanking the dwarven woman. She quickly goes back to business with other patrons.

Rogue motions Huntress over to the table he had pointed at and sits down with her. Looking around the room, Rogue can see quite the diverse crowd. He doesn’t notice any men in the bar area, but that’s typical for this area. This village is predominantly populated by dwarves. Known for making some of the best weapons in the world, they get tons of foreigners visiting. Rogue himself is no exception. Just in this room alone he can see several elves, demi-humans of various types not including Huntress, and even a few more monstrous races, such as a nearby red lizardfolk in plate armor and a green-skinned orc in patched leathers.

After a few minutes, the dwarven innkeeper walks out with two medium-sized plates filled with a breakfast assortment. A few strips of nicely cooked meat in addition to eggs and bread. Setting down a small pitcher of water and two pint-style mugs which are currently empty. Smiling wide and taking her leave, wishing the two a good breakfast.

Rogue tugs down his mask so that it goes under his chin to expose his mouth completely. Picking up his nearby fork as he eats at a moderately fast pace. Not particularly talking or looking at Huntress, who looks at the food awkwardly before she starts to eat herself.

She eventually breaks the silence, quietly speaking up.

“So… why do your eyes change color and stay that way for so long? I’m confused about that. I’ve never seen that before.”

Rogue quickly responds.

“It’s because of my personal ability.”

Huntress nods and continues eating away at her food, but not at the same strong pace that Rogue does. Only eating about half as fast.

“Are you upset about something?”

Rogue looks up and shakes his head.

“Sorry. I guess I’m being a little too cold. Especially given what happened last night. I promise, I’m just in ‘work mode’, if you want to call it that. You trusted yourself into my care, right? I wouldn’t be a very good protector if I didn’t try to get your situation fixed as fast as possible.”

Huntress lightly smiles and starts eating a little more quickly, but she still cannot match Rogue’s pace.

“What level are you? I’m guessing 5, but I’ve been off by 1 before. I assume you’re a ranger, archer specialization?”

Huntress nods affirmatively. Rogue lightly scolds her.

“It’s a little dangerous coming all the way out here as a level 5. You should stick closer to the big cities. People are a lot less nice too. Many would have taken total advantage of you in your… situation.”

Huntress looks away, unsure of what to say. Eventually she speaks up.

“That’s why I asked the mayor… for someone that could be trusted. She recommended you because you apparently just did a quest for her a little while back. What was it, anyway? She didn’t say.”

Rogue thinks for a moment before responding.

“It was actually an escort deal. That’s probably a big reason why she told you to talk to me. The road’s really dangerous in some areas, and bandits run around constantly once you’re more than a handful of miles away from a city. No royal guard or nearly any guard way out here aside from town or village militias. Nobody would mess with this village though. A dwarven militia is probably as well armed as the royal guard is. Probably better.”

Huntress nods again as Rogue finishes his breakfast. Pouring water into his pint and drinking it slowly. Pouring some for Huntress as well. She smiles and finishes her food. Rogue gets up and guides her outside. Looking around.

“Damn. No carts or carriages to hop a ride off of. Figures I guess. That’s a rarity in these parts. Maybe weekly trips at best…”

Rogue looks back behind himself to Huntress.

“Well, let’s get moving then.”

Rogue checks himself quickly and then beckons to Huntress. Who nods with a smile and runs up to Rogue’s side as they exit the inn.

The village is fairly bustling at this hour. Dwarven women all around selling their expertly made wares. It doesn’t matter what kind of material it is. Cloth, leather, metal, or even wood or stone. Dwarven craftsmanship is borderline unparalleled by any other species in the world. A certain attention to detail that can’t be matched.

The village carries a strong reputation as well, so foreigners come here often looking for equipment or other items. Just owning an item from this village is prestigious!

Rogue looks over to Huntress.

“Say goodbye to D'rhun Morha. You probably won’t be coming back here for a long time.”

Huntress turns around and symbolically waves goodbye to the medium-sized village and turns back to realize Rogue had already started moving out. Quickly dashing forward to catch back up with him. The two go away from the open and clear area of the village and into the woodsy forest ahead.

Rogue’s thoughts echo in his mind as he walks with Huntress. Bouncing around until he hears the words several times overlaid with themselves.

“Are you up yet?”