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Shadowheart felt absolutely terrible as she sat upon the riverbank. Yes, the shadow curse had been lifted, and they had a clear path ahead for taking down the brain, and they had killed an immortal monster. But she felt lost, adrift. It wasn't right. It hurt. Why? Why had she, out of all the Selunite children who no doubt went through this ceremony, been stolen by Viconia? Why hadn't any Selunites saved her parents or her? If she could rescue them, would they still love her? It was enough to make anyone stare into the river in a dejected state.
And her sadness did not go unnoticed. At the very least, it did not go unnoticed by Aylin, the Nightsong, daughter of Selune. And how it made her sad in turn, to see someone of such strong convictions in such a state. To see a woman who had gone through so much experience yet more pain. From her spot in camp, she watched Shadowheart and took her darling Isobel's hand. The light of her life, the most beautiful woman in the world, in Dame Aylin's not so humble opinion. She then asked her darling, the greatest of wives and women, “My darling, do you see how the wolf's daughter suffers? It isn't right. I meant only to bring her comfort and a quest when I told her of her fate, and yet I fear I have only made her melancholy worse.”
Isobel immediately looked at Aylin when her hand had been taken, listening to her Aasimar speak. She told Aylin, “No, my love, you did the right thing. Don't think that you didn't. It's just a lot for someone like her to take in. She literally knows nothing else. Can you imagine her entire world being turned upside down like that? And after Shar tortured her to boot?”
“You are wise, my most beloved mate, but nevertheless, I feel as though it is my responsibility to help her. I can't leave her so upset and dejected. I must do something. But I'm afraid I'll need your help to do it.”
“Is that so? Well then, tell me how I can help her.”
Knowing there were voyeurs in camp, Aylin lowered her voice for the first time in what may as well be her entire life and whispered into her beloved's ear, the half elf's ears turning a bit red.
Shadowheart wasn't sure what to expect when told to come to the woods near the edge of their camp. Having left Reithewin, there weren't many nearby signs of civilization. It was just a quiet, empty space of frontier. Wyll had assured that it was safe, very few if any bandits, mostly hunters trying to make a living. Some trade caravans maybe. But it still made Shadowheart slightly nervous when she came to a clearing. Even the indomitable Dame Aylin was bound to be caught off guard for whatever talk she wanted to have with Shadowheart.
So, it was safe to say that Shadowheart was shocked when she found Aylin and Isobel reclining on what must have been every spare pillow and blanket in camp. Even more of a surprise that they were in their small clothes, Isobel's vestment and Aylin's armor shed away. Isobel was wearing the usual fare a Selunite might, a blue and silver brassier with the panties to match, her bulge cradled and comfortable as she reclined on her knees. Aylin's clothes were a bit odder and reminded Shadowheart of an old painting. She wore pure white short stays over a silk chemise shirt, the garment pushing her breasts up. And then there were the pantalettes that came down to her knees. And she was laying on her back as coquettishly as she could. Shadowheart felt herself turn red as she asked, “Ah, I seem to have misunderstood your note. I suppose we aren't here to talk?”
Isobel giggled and said, “No, Shadowheart, not just to talk. Aylin and I wanted to cheer you up. You just looked so sad. After all you've been through, you deserve to be a bit spoiled.”
Shadowheart was no fool and turned even redder at that, “Oh, and how do you plan to spoil me?”
“Why, by pushing your worries away with pleasure, of course. Come, Shadowheart, let us give you succor with our bodies.” Aylin then spread her legs and out from the slit of her pantalettes came what Shadowheart could only describe as a cock made of moonlight itself. It sat prettily where a toy held by a harness would, and Shadowheart wondered if Aylin would be able to feel through it. There was only one way to find out.
Shadowheart sat on the blankets and pillows with the pair and went to try and touch Aylin's new cock, but found herself stopped by the Aasimar. “No, Shadowheart. This night is for you, not for me. Let us treat you.”
Isobel than came behind Shadowheart and kissed her ear and her neck, her hands going to the dip in her suit and her clever fingers going to slip her hand into Shadowheart''s shirt.”Please, Shadowheart. Ever since we met, I could tell you've needed someone to be kind to you. Let me be kind to you.”
She then kissed Shadowheart's collar and Shadowheart sighed, “Alright, you can spoil me.”
Aylin followed her wife and kissed Shadowheart on the lips before trailing to her neck as well, Isobel petting Shadowheart's thighs. Gods, when had Shadowheart been treated so gently? She truly had no idea. She just let it happen, laying on Isobel a bit as she did. Isobel then pulled her hand out of Shadowheart's shirt and began to pull it off of her. Shadowheart let this happen too and kicked her shoes off, allowing Aylin to pull her pants off.
The moment she was unclothed, Isobel went in to kiss Shadowheart's neck again, her hands going to unclasp her brassiere. She couldn't help but tease, “Aylin would never be able to get this off, She nearly sliced mine off before I undid it for her.”
“My love, you're being cruel to me,” and yet Aylin smiled as she said this, taking up Shadowheart's leg and kissing up from her ankle all the way up to her thigh before pulling down her panties. The ex-Sharran eagerly spread her legs for the Aasimar, Aylin's wings fluttering in delight as she continue nuzzling and kissing her thighs.
However, as Aylin went further up and kissed the connection between Shadowheart's groin and thigh, she asked the ex-Sharran, “My dear, you must make a choice. How would you like us tonight? Who shall take care of which part of you?”
Shaodwheart was leaning into Isobel, who was now full on rubbing Shadowheart's breasts, her peaks hard under the silver haired cleric's hands. “H-how do you mean?”
Isobel giggled and kissed Shadowheart's ear. “Who do you want to take you from the front, and who do you want to take you from behind?”
Oh, Shadowheart thought. Straight to business then. “I think I need to know what I'm working with first.”
“Gladly.” Isobel separated herself from Shdowheart and pulled down her own panties, already half hard. Now, Isobel wasn't exactly small, but she was smaller than Aylin''s moonlight member. As Shadowheart stroked it to full hardness, making Isobel bite her lip to hold back a moan, she considered her options before deciding, “I think I''ll let you take me from behind, and let our dear Aylin have her way with my cunt.”
That got a hearty laugh out of Aylin, telling Shadowheart, “Well, aren't you eager? Alright. Just let us make you comfortable. Besides, my dearest Isobel has had enough fun with you.” She pulled the strings of her stays and pulled it off herself, the silk shirt comming with it, and pulled down her pantalettes as well as Isobel stripped. Aylin then took Shadowheart into her arms and had the ex-Sharran lay her head upon Aylin's generous breasts. “Come, bask in my glory.”
Well, Shadowheart didn't need to be told twice, she took one of Aylin's breasts in hand and took the other's peak in her mouth. For as strong and firm Aylin herself was, her breasts were very soft. She found her hair pet and Aylin's strong arm across her back as she heart a bottle being uncorked.
Ah, the oil. Shadowheart eagerly spread her legs as Isobel spread Shadowheart's cheeks, touching at her rim with a dry finger at first, just to see what she was working with, before no doubt pouring oil onto her and warming it.
While she did this, Aylin went from just holding Shadowheart to snaking a hand between her legs, feeling how wet she was. Finding her aroused, Aylin spread Shadowheart's wetness, gathering it in her fingers before going to rub her clit, making Shadowheart moan around Aylin's breast.
A few rubs in, Isobel came back and started to tease Shadowheart's ass, making her breath hitch, Aylin pressing two fingers into Shadowheart's cunt made her outright gasp.
Isobel kissed Shadowheart's ear as she surely but slowly pressed a single finger into Shadowheart, taking her sweet time as she asked the ex-Sharran, “It's not too much, is it?”
“No, no, warm, keep going.”
Isobel chuckled and outright began to thrust that single finger as Aylin thrust two, Shadowheart whined and moaned and turned bright red. Gods, both the Selunites thought, she's so cute. They both kissed her, Aylin first, then Isobel turning her around a bit to properly capture her lips.
Shadowheart whined to Isobel curling a finger, barely able to keep her wits about her. But she could say, “More, please.”
Isobel first pulled her finger out, Aylin taking the opportunity to kiss Shadowheart, before oiling herself some more and pressing both of these into Shadowheart, the woman pulling away from Aylin to say, “Yes, keep going!"
Isobel of course, did this as she kissed Shadowheart''s shoulder and neck, Aylin continuing to relentlessly finger her cunt and let Shadowheart nuzzle at her breasts before the ex-Sharran decided, “I'm ready.”
Aylin thus lifted Shadowheart off of Isobel and laid the ex-Sharran on top of her. She then let Shadowheart sink onto her magical cock, Shadowheart moaning as she found herself so filled, her ass so sadly empty.
Luckily, this did not last long, as soon she felt Isobel moving in behind her, grabbing her hip in one hand and pressing her hard, silky cock into Shadowheart's ass. Shadowheart gasped and moaned right alongside Isobel, feeling stretched, her ass and cunt both squeezing down on the intrusions. She felt so warm, so good, but she soon started grind against both her lovers, at a loss for words.
Aylin chuckled, telling Isobel, “Shadowheart is a desperate little thing, isn't she?”
“Oh, she is. I could tell as soon as I laid eyes on her. But let's not torture her anymore, my love.”
“I wouldn't dream of it.”
Just as Shadowheart was about to find her voice and demand the two stop talking and just start fucking her already, she felt the both of them thrust in, making her moan and whine once more, feeling Aylin thrust up into her sweet spot and feeling Isobel thrust forward into her. Gods it felt so good.
As it went on, Isobel and Aylin built up a pace that was perfectly in sync, Isobel moaning and bending over to nibble on Shadowheart's ear, practically feeling Aylin through Shaodowheart's walls. Aylin too moaned, though she was more stoic. Not the moan of someone proud of making her lover feel good with a toy, but the moan of someone truly being stimulated and touched. While Shadowheart felt no pre with Aylin as she felt with Isobel, she swore she could feel the Aasimar twitch inside her. She wanted to ask Aylin to teach her this magic, but all got out was a garbled mess of nonsense.
Shadowheart was bright red at this point, On the verge of cumming. She tried to say this, but found herself simply whining. However, Isobel seemed to be in a similar situation, as she said, “I'm close, You're so tight Shadowheart. Fuck. Where do you want it?" She also kissed Shadowheart's neck.
However, instead of answering, Shadowheart shrieked, as apparently Aylin could take no more and slammed into Shadowheart, the half elf fluttering around both the cleric and the paladin. She was practically a vice on them really, and Isobel gasped, shoving hard into her on instinct and cumming inside of Shadowheart. As she and Aylin pulled out, Isobel watched her spend dribble out of Shdaowheart's ass and down to her cunt and said, “I'm sorry,” as she panted and lay back on the blankets.
Shadowheart finally regained her voice then and said, “Don't be, it was wonderful. I would have wanted it inside anyways.”
Aylin then moved, bringing Isobel and Shadowheart both in for a cuddle and telling the two, “And I'm just glad you had a good time, my darlings,”