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Chapter 91: Chapter 9

"Ah, so you did show up…" A voice called out as Min and I approached.

We had packed up all the supplies we could carry and had them in side saddles on the two horses. Although I still had yet to gain any kind of horse riding skills, I wasn't too worried. However, none of the men before us had a horse, so that was a bit disconcerting.

"Who are these?" Another man pushed forward and gave the pair of us a glare that seemed less than welcoming.

The party consisted of three men total, including the man I spoke to the night before, Tark, there was a greasy looking guy with long straggly hair that was wearing a robe-like outfit that denoted him as a mage and a bald guy with some pretty impressive muscles that he didn't seem to mind showing off, as he wore nothing covering his upper torso at all. The sight wasn't entirely unpleasant, but for a body as nice as this, his face had seen better days. He looked like his nose had been broken a few too many times and there was a wicked scar over his eyes. None of the men in this formation would be called pretty.

It was the greasy mage that was giving the glare, while the bald guy appraised my body in an obvious and dirty minded way. However, I was long past being bothered by men appreciating my body as eye candy. I had gotten used to these stares, and even came to appreciate them when the situation called for it. In this case, if my sex appeal softened his willingness to allow us to come along, then I would happily use it.

"The girl knows some magic. The guy can take a shift at night. Eight gold."

"Greedy…" The mage wrinkled his nose.

The bald guy laughed and slapped the mage on the back. "Hey, at the very least, things go south and we can eat their horses."

I gave a sniff. "We'll handle our own supplies. You don't need to worry about us."

"They'll be a pain to protect…" the mage gave Tark a look.

"We can look after ourselves." I gave them a frown, a little angry that Tark hadn't already settled things with the rest of his party.

"Giff's talking about the horses," Tark explained, lifting up his hands as if to broker a peace. "Up north the paths get narrow, a horse might not be able to make it. Add to that their skittishness around monsters, and, well, most Adventurers go by foot in these parts, right, Giff?"

Giff's eyes flashed for a second and then he settled down letting out a sigh. "You're always greedy, Tark."

Some unspoken words seemed to be shared between the two, as Giff's hostile demeanor loosened a bit. The bald one only gave a shrug to the pair of them, and then gave Min and me a smile.

"Ah, should we sell the horses then?" I tried to redirect the conversation.

"Won't be necessary. We'll manage." It was Giff that spoke up first. "I'm sorry for earlier. My friend doesn't always inform his party members of everything, especially when he's drunk. My name is Giff. I'm a mage."

He spoke the words simply, as if being a second-class mage lacked any grandness. His eyes still looked distrustful, but at the very least he seemed to have settled down a bit.

"They call be Dirk." The bald man spoke up next, looking considerably friendlier as he stepped forward with a hand outstretched.

Min kept his distance, but I took his hand. He shook it with a laugh. His grip only hurt a little bit.

"He's a skill-less…" Giff spoke up as my hand was being squeezed of blood by the muscular man.

"You know, Giff, if I wanted her to know that, I'd have told her." Dirk's mouth tightened for a second as he shot Giff a glare. "No matter. It's my strength, after all."

I cocked my head to the side, unclear about the terminology used. "Skill-less?"

"Each level gains skill point. But need not use on skills." Min interjected.

"Ah, what he said." Dirk went to shake Min's hand, but he rejected it. "I've never used a skill point on a skill. I instead put them all into Strength and Endurance. I'm a berserker by class. My fighting might not look pretty, but I can hit harder and last longer than any other Adventurer in these parts."

I grimaced at Min's rude behavior and gave the man an apologetic look, but he didn't seem to mind it and only shrugged with a smile as he pulled his hand back.

"And you've met me. I'd call myself the leader of this party…" The two other men shot Tark a look and he lifted up his hands. "But that would be a lie. We work together because we're strong that way. Knifefall is a B class party."

"Third class." Min muttered.

Tark made a noise of surprise. "Ah, you noticed? Yes. I'm close to maxing third class, Dirk recently made third, and even Giff is a maxed second. He'll reach the requirements for third by summer for sure."

Before Min could respond, Gif spoke up. "As much as I love small talk, we have a few weeks of travel, and I'd prefer to get started."

Although the situation was just starting to lighten up, Gif seemed to douse it with cold water. At the very least, the tension seemed to be broken. I handed four gold coins to Tark."

"Half now?"

He nodded as if the money wasn't of any concern, but still made sure to stuff it in his pocket. Giff watched this and snorted before turning away and muttering to himself. Meanwhile, Dirk was making sure all of their stuff was packed properly.

Min had gotten up extra early and everything was already squared away and packed. I simply bid the innkeeper farewell, offering sympathy as she complained that this night had not been as eventful as the previous, handed in my keys, and then joined Min who was holding the horses out in front.

Knifefall wasn't as prepared to leave as we were, and thus they took an additional fifteen minutes. Since they used no horses, everything had to be partitioned between them to carry. Dirk seemed to carry twice what the other men did. As I admired his strength, he gave me a smile and a wink. I returned it, only to find Min watching me with dark expression. I gave him a questioning look, but he responded with a light shake of his head. He wanted to talk about something, but not in the presence of the adventurers. Well, if it was something dangerous, he would have already said something, so I assumed it was minor.

The group started heading out of the city. The sunlight was only just starting to crest the horizon and I yawned unflatteringly as I guided one of the two horses while Min took the other. Min's frown seemed to deepen as we continued walking down the road. The village was only just out of sight when he spoke up.

"Going West?"

"Good eye." Tark laughed, "Since this is the most northern village, there are no roads heading north. However, if we head west a bit, there is an old hunter's trail. It's quicker than pushing through the forest."

I hadn't even realized we were heading in the wrong direction until Min said something. He seemed surprisingly on edge, so I moved over and went to give him a kiss. He turned his head and I only ended up landing one on his cheek. I wasn't hurt so much as surprised. However, Min wore a guilty look and leaned cautiously over to me.

"Don't trust them."

I let out a sigh, but I wasn't going to berate him for being cautious. The pair of us had quite a lot of bad luck over the last six months, and to be honest, I wasn't exactly filled with trust either. They seemed fairly normal for Adventurers, but so did Ricardo's group, and that situation hadn't ended smoothly either.

We both gave a breath of relief when about an hour later, the hunter's trail appeared. The roads up until this point had been deserted this early in the morning, and the farther we got from civilization, the more isolated we began to feel. However, knowing that they had spoken truthfully about the hunter's trail made me feel at ease. I gave a glance over to Min for confirmation and he gave a nod.

"A bit northwest, but expected. The Cambion colony over human border."

I nodded trying to recall the maps I had seen of the area. This human territory was only a small part of the continent. While the borders were currently shut down from the declining human and demon relations, this far into the wilderness you could cross unhindered. It ran the risk of being attacked by wildlife and facing tough terrain, but we were already planning that in the first place.

"Getting close…" Although Min muttered that to himself, I managed to catch the end of it.

"Huh? Close to what?"

Min jumped at my question as if he didn't know he had said the words out loud, and then turned away with a blush on his cheeks. However, when I continued to stare at him, he finally showed a bit of resignation on his face.

"Parent's home…"

"Your home is near here?" I asked in surprise.

"No…" Min shook his head. "Home… Aria. But grew up… there."

"It's sweet of you to say that… but your parent's home is your home, right?"

The look on his face suggested it wasn't. I decided not to pry farther. He wasn't upfront with the talk and I wasn't willing to pry. I hadn't even used Analyze on him since that first time in what felt like an eternity ago. As I became closer and closer to Min, it never felt right to pry into his life. Yes, I wanted to know without a doubt what his sexual kinks were, his turnoffs, his first lover… but these were not things I should discover with magic.

Likewise, his past seemed painful to me, particularly given the look he had right now. It probably wouldn't be easier now that he identified himself as a guy. I wasn't sure how transgenders were received in this world, but I got the sense it was uncommon for all except perhaps some aristocracy. I could imagine friends of Julian catering to those kinds of inclinations.

"If you ever need to talk about it." I spoke up. "I'll be here."

Min and I continued to walk for a bit in silence before he responded, "Being here, enough."

I wanted to give Min another kiss, but he was still likely perturbed by being so close to home. Whatever his story, it bothered him enough that I came to understand a lot of his behavior lately must have been due to the closing gap.

"Would you ever… want to… renew our wedding vows with your parents?"

Min suddenly choked and started coughing. It was a sound loud enough that the three guys leading the way looked back. Dirk chuckled before turning back, while Giff's look was still mostly sour. Min finally recovered, giving me a wide-eyed look while a blush covered his cheeks.

"Ah… well…"

"Is that not possible?" I tried to give him a light smile to break the tension.

"No…" Min shook his head, but when he saw I had a disappointed look he added, "Not sure… parent's alive."

Before Min could stop me, I had already stopped and grabbed his shoulders. "You don't even know?"

"No." Min looked a little flustered as I shook him with my hands.

"That won't do! As soon as I reach my second-class, we must go to your village and see your parents and have a proper wedding in front of everyone!"

"Everyone!" The colors on Min's face started changing white as she looked in the fervent determination in my eyes. "V-v-vesse knows… elvish weddings…"

"We'll put on a show so grand that everyone in your village will hear out consummation!" I declared, holding my fist up to him as a show of strength. "Ah, you're crying!"

Min wiped the tear and turned his face away before I could say anything. "No, would like. But… small, quiet."

"No promises!"

I'm not sure what I said, but it seemed to cheer Min up a bit, as he was now smiling even with tears welled up in his eyes. I was being a little mean. To elves, the ritual for marriage was a mutually consenting consummation. In essence, people who wanted to be wed engaged in intercourse in front of a crowd of witnesses. This, furthermore, occurred when they were most fertile, and it was considered good luck to conceive on that day in front of witnesses. Although I hadn't heard the details from the normally shy Min, for some couples this desire led to some interesting weddings using special positions to ensure fertilization or when all else fails, repeated acts over and over again.

While I'd feel no shame in conducting myself in front of people, this event could be pretty embarrassing for a normal person, especially someone like Min. To my surprise, he seemed a little bit interested in conducting the ceremony in an official manner. I vaguely wondered about what it'd be like to have sex in front of my parents. I didn't have to worry about that in this world, but I tried to empathize with Min a little bit.

Unfortunately, my broken Mental Fortitude skill was in full effect even with those thoughts, and I had to give a sigh as I realized I wouldn't hesitate to do something in front my parents if the occasion called for. It wasn't like I lacked common sense. I knew it'd make my parents feel awkward. However, if I was something like someone threatening to hold a gun up to our head, I could unabashedly spread myself and satisfy myself regardless who was watching.

"We're going to stop for a bit." The voice came from Tark.

I let out a little sigh. I had been walking awkwardly with my knees pressed together. All that thinking about sex was starting to rile me up. Min who was walking next to me had already become aware of it. Whether it was the smell of my aroused sex, some kind of silent pheromones, or simply the horny look on my face, Min knew what I was thinking.

"We could take five minutes…" Although I said it out loud like I was responding to Tark, my eyes were glued to Min.

Min rolled his eyes and gave a sigh, a hand sliding into the saddlebag where he pulled out a large phallic looking object which he kept hidden from sight. He had even packed it so my favorite toy was easily accessible. My wife was the greatest.


Chapter 92: Chapter 10

"Are you sure you can keep up?" Dirk asked suspiciously, "You look pretty flushed and tired."

"No," I tried to give him a reassuring smile as I looked over the saddle of the horse. "I'm doing fine. This is just how I rest."

Of course, he couldn't see anything behind the horse, but the words were enough to calm him and he shrugged and went back to removing stones from his boot. In the meantime, my horse was turned so that it blocked the view between me and the adventurers. My pants were tugged down, exposing my buttocks to the world behind me.

Fortunately, no one was behind me to see this indecent scene. Min was standing by the neck of the horse. In one hand, he had a brush which he was using to stroke the hair. In his other hand, he held to a large dildo, which he was using to slide into me from behind. While his right hand soothed the slightly distressed horse, his left hand thrust up in a rhythmic fashion, providing me intense sexual pleasure.

I used one of my hands to grip onto the saddle to keep me standing upright, and the second hand rubbed my clit from the front while he violated my canal from the back. I had already cum twice, and liquid was gushing down his hands and dirtying my underwear, but I wouldn't be satisfied with just one or two orgasms. Both of us knew this by now, so Min continued to work on me with vigor.

Of course, my art of manipulation shone the greatest during these unfortunate periods of time. Although Dirk has been wary, he likely would never have guessed what was happening on the other side of the horse. None of the men could have guessed that I was getting plowed by a nine-inch object by my elf companion so casually. Then again, they didn't know much about me to begin with.

While I couldn't stop my face from turning flush, my features looked perfectly fine. You'd never suspect that I was being racked by orgasm after orgasm, and I even managed to control my body enough that my head didn't look like it was bobbing up and down with each stroke. It was a simple trick that involved letting my hips remain slightly looser. In which case, as he thrust up, my butt bounced down and thus I road Min's hand as much as Min plowed my pussy.

Min gave me a look that suggested that we needed to stop soon and seriously get a little rest. Well, my endurance during sex was leagues higher than it was outside of sex, and Min has spent months endurance training since he met me. The truth was, we could both go all day if I had wanted to. However, despite my horniness, it wasn't like I had lost all reason. I tightened my legs around Min's hand as he thrust one more time a bit deeper than he had been. I held the dildo inside me while my fingers whirled around my clit. My hand tightened until my fingers were white against the harness, and I waited until all the guy's heads were turned until I let out just a little bit of the sexual pleasure I was actually feeling. With that last bit I released my legs and allowed Min to pull the dildo out.

I held my hand up against my clit as the aftershocks of orgasm racked my body for another minute before I finally raised my pants back up. I had ducked my face behind the horse's saddle, thus allowing myself to take a few deep breaths and express the sexual lust I had been hiding and enjoy the end of my orgasm.

Meanwhile, Min smoothly took the dildo, cleaned it, and slid it back into the saddle bags, moving away like nothing had happened. Of course, Min hadn't always been this proficient at public intercourse. The first few times he had blushed crazily and been extremely paranoid. Thanks to my continued lewdness, however, he had been forced to adapt accordingly. Deep down, I understood that in my old world, these actions would be closer to the acts of a Nymphomaniac rather than a normal girl, but that knowledge didn't bring me to stop. I've stopped blaming it on my unique seductress class. Being a seductress may have kicked up my capacity to fuck, but the base stuff had to already be there.

Still, I hoped every day that my next class would take the edge off this insatiable horniness. It isn't unprecedented. First class warriors that became Berserkers reported feeling more rage and anger during fighting. The class augmented their emotional states. So, the inverse might be true. Whatever my new class becomes, presuming it's not whore monger, will likely be less associated with sex. Therefore, I should be better at controlling my sex drive.

"Alright, let's get a move on again."

I nearly made out a noise of protest, only just keeping my mouth shut. I only just managed to get my pants back up. They were completely wet from my own ministrations. I used freshen up so that I was cleaner, but that didn't removed all the stuff that leaked down my legs. Min gave me a look between amused and sympathetic, which turned innocent when I returned a dark look. He knew this would happen when he went along with my shenanigans.

Therefore, I found myself walking uncomfortably for the next ten miles in soggy underwear. I had to use Freshen Up two more times along the way just so I didn't smell like a sewer, and I was quite sore by the time we finally got to a point to stop for the night.

While we were prepared to have our own campfire, Tark insisted on keeping it as one to attract less notice. They made no attempts to put up any kind of covering from the elements, but Min had bought a small tent that was big enough that I could change in privacy. I didn't think the guys would try to look, but they seemed a little disheartened that the opportunity couldn't present itself.

By the I pulled off those soggy panties and put on something dry, the relief was unbelievable. Well, knowing that Min and I likely wouldn't be able to do anything tonight anyway, I rubbed myself to orgasm again before wearing clean ones, but a fresh orgasm and dry panties is definitely the way to go.

We ate our own food which Min prepared at the campfire. The men seemed completely accepting of Min, and thus far hadn't seemed to mention the fact he was an elf so far. For me, they still seemed to keep their distance. Dirk always met me with an open smile, but nothing more. Giff wanted nothing to do with me, and while Tark kept shooting me looks, he never moved to something more than just talking.

After the meal, Min whispered in my ear, "Must stay up, whole night."

It only took me a moment to realize why. This was our first night outdoors with these relatively strange men. Even if they wanted some kind of rotating schedule, during one of their shifts if both of us were asleep they could just cut our throats or something else. That was a risk neither of us was willing to take.

"You'll take half." I declared back to him. "Go get some sleep. I'll wake you around midnight. Alright?"

Min looked like he wanted to argue, but I put my foot down. Finally, I got him into the tent to lie down. Once he finally accepted that, I headed out to the fire to stay warm. Although there was no snow on the ground in these parts due to an abnormal heat wave a week or so ago, it was still an icy cold night where my breath could be clearly seen.

Two of the men wrapped themselves up in warm looking animal furs while I curled up as close to the fire as I could without burning myself. On the other end of the fire was Dirk, the one selected to stay up on this particular shift. Even he wasn't crazy enough to go shirtless in the cold, so he wore animal skins. In fact, all of their animal skins looked a lot warmer than the clothing we had bought, most of which were cloaks from Nidia. This place could get a lot colder than Nidia ever did.

The pair of us sat in silence, no other sounds but the crackling of fire. Although, it didn't take too long for this sound to be joined by snoring. Both men seemed to quickly fall asleep outdoors. For me, it took quite a while. I could be stuck an hour before I could finally get myself to fall to sleep.

"I have the watch, miss, you can head to bed if you'd like." Dirk stated softly.

"Mm…" I responded noncommittally. "I think we'll keep watch just in case. But you can head to sleep if you'd like."

Dirk responded with a warm chuckle. "You got me there. I guess trust takes a little longer to build than a day."

"I guess…" I responded back, shivering.

"Cold?" When I nodded he stood up and sat right next to me, draping the animal blanket over the both of us as he sat.

I might have called this too presumptuous in another time, but his muscular body seemed to have a high body temperature, and the warmth under that blanket was lovely. I wasted no time cuddling up to him and his warmth. He let out a surprised chuckle.

"Well, you're not the shy type, I see."

"Hey," I laughed as I held his warm arm, "If you keep me warm you can do whatever you want with me?"

Dirk rose an eyebrow, "Is that so?"

As if to test the waters, his hand slid under the blanket and ended up landing on my inner thigh. His hand was warm compared to my thigh, so I didn't complain at all. He seemed a little surprised at my lack of resistance. However, it really had nothing to do with trust or the like. I wanted warmth and he wanted to snuggle and fondle a woman. Neither of us would leave this situation feeling unhappy. Just because I said he could do what he wanted as a jest, it didn't mean it wasn't the truth. My opinion of him improved though as he didn't press his luck, only choosing to leave his hand on my thigh.

"I have to say…" he spoke up after a bit, "You're not the kind of girl I'd expect to see this far out in the wilderness. What's so important that you'd risk your life to get it?"

"I'm just after something I want."

"Something you want?"

I shrugged, not wanting to give him a clear answer. "When I want something, I take it."

"Is that so?"

"Besides, it's not that dangerous. I have Min…"

"Ah, right, that one. Is he your boyfriend?"

"My companion."

"A companion, eh?" Dirk gave a wry smile, "How close is that one?"

"As close as they come." I said frankly, but when Dirk started to look disappointed I added. "But we're not exclusive."

Dirk frowned. "Eh… exclusive, not familiar with that…"

"Well, let me put it in way you'll easily understand." I said, grabbing his wrist resting on my thigh, and then moving his warm hand up to my crotch.

Dirk's eyes widened magnificently, and he gave a gulp. Even this giant strongman could blush and look embarrassed, it was quite cute.

"You really aren't shy at all…" he said nervously.

"I told you… if I want it, I take it." As I spoke I moved my hand into his pants and freed his member.

"Oh, it's so big." It wasn't that big, but it didn't take a seductress class to know that guys liked to hear it was.

In truth, Min's phallic strapon was probably about twice as long and thick. Overall, this guy was about 4 inches with a circumference that didn't impress. That didn't matter for my requirements tonight. Tonight, I wanted a warm body and hard muscles, and those he delivered fantastically. As my hands kept his shaft hard, he finally brought his mouth to mine and our tongues tangled together.

He was an Adventurer who believed in hygiene, so his breath had a sweet, meaty taste and his body order was natural and manly. As his fingers slipped into my underwear and slid into me, I gave little gasping noises. This encouraged him, and he became increasingly more aggressive. Despite his friends being only a few feet away, all his previous nervousness seemed to melt the second he confirmed I was on board.

I spread my legs and let him dash two fingers in and out of me while my tongue roamed his mouth. Soon, he pulled away and started kissing my neck. I gave hard breathy noises directed at his ears. He was sucking on my neck hard in the kind of way that would leave hickies for weeks. However, my neck was cold and his tongue was hot and wet, and it felt good.

"Ah, ah, eh?" Just as his finger started to move fast enough to quicken my breath and I started rocking my hips, they stopped and he made a moaning sound into my shoulder.

Warm jizz shot over my hand as his cock constricted and released. A few seconds later, his body relaxed as he made gasping breaths. He pulled his fingers out of me without even asking if I wanted to be finished as well. I continued to hold his dick as he softened in my grip. Finally, he pulled away from me, taking the warmth I wanted from him.

[Manipulation has increased to level 16.}

If Dirk had looked at my face even five seconds earlier he might have seen an upset and dissatisfied women, but in my attempts to look satiated, a art level up I hadn't seen since I unlocked the arts appeared, and thus he saw an ecstatic smile on my face that had convinced him the experience was mutually enjoyable. I put on the mask immediately, pretending to be sexually satisfied.

"Thanks." He said, his dick already having lost all vigor.

"Yeah…" I responded, pulling out my hand and wiping the jizz on a nearby log before tossing it into the fire.

I was colder now with wet bruises on my neck. Whoever said that it was better to be loved and lose it than to never be loved at all clearly had never dealt with premature ejaculation. Although he continued to let me cuddle against his warm body, the moment was anti-climactic, at least for my vagina.

"Vesse? Okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I growled, waking Min up two hours later.

I was going through the saddlebags until I found where Min stashed that particular toy. Once I found it, I shoved him out while he continued to wear a cute, confused look. At least the toy could keep up with me.


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