Chapter 42. Revenge Under The Table(18+)

Chapter 42: 42. Revenge Under The Table(18+)

Before the tension in the courtyard could settle, Ryn shifted his posture.

The aggressive stance from earlier melted into the familiar warm smile he usually wore around the party.

The change was almost seamless.

"Listen, Kael," Ryn said, stepping forward and offering a hand.

"I might have gone a bit overboard with that last strike, but there are no hard feelings. You’ve got great instincts. Why don’t you stay the night at the house? We can share a good meal, talk more about dungeon tactics, and celebrate clearing the Dungeon."

Tina glanced at Kael with a faint unspoken plea in her crimson eyes.

Brianna nodded quickly.

"Yes, stay," Brianna added, green fingers lingering briefly on Kael’s sleeve.

"We have plenty of space. No reason to walk back to your house."

Kael took the offered hand with a steady grip.

"I’ll take you up on that offer. A warm meal sounds good."

Some time later---

Tina and Brianna stepped away to their chambers to refresh themselves before dinner, changing out their clothes.

When they emerged, their attire sent a sharp wave of visual tension.

Both women had changed into daring, paper-thin lace shorts that pressed tightly against their pussies, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.

Above, they wore skimpy, open-framed cup bras constructed from delicate dual ropes forming small heart outlines over their bare breasts, perfectly framing their puffy, erect nipples.

Brianna wore a fiery crimson set that contrasted sharply against her smooth green skin, while Tina wore an onyx-black set that clung to her dark elf curves.

The main room of the house filled with the rich aroma of roasted meat and seasoned roots.

The heavy oak table sat at the center under the warm glow of iron wall sconces.

Dean and Ryn sat side by side, already deep in conversation about guild contracts and the next supply run.

Ryn laughed easily with a mug of ale in hand.

Kael sat on the opposite bench directly beside Tina.

Her dark skin radiated heat even through the thin fabric of her revealing top.

Every time his thigh brushed hers a subtle tremor ran through her legs.

Brianna moved between the hearth and the table carrying platters of carved venison, steamed tubers, and thick bread.

Once everything was served she took the seat across from them.

Her green eyes flicked to the close space between Kael and Tina before she masked the flash of hunger with a quiet sip of her drink.

"Eat up, everyone," Dean said, raising his tankard. "To a clean run and a full purse."

"To a full purse," Ryn echoed, clinking his mug against Dean’s.

The meal continued with the clatter of utensils and low conversation.

Ryn was mid-sentence, gesturing with his mug as he recounted a past raid.

Kael sat quietly. With a deliberate motion of his elbow he nudged his full glass of water off the edge of the table.

The glass shattered against the floorboards. Cold water soaked straight through the front of his trousers.

Ryn looked over with a mild frown. Dean chuckled.

"Watch your hands there, Kael."

"My mistake," Kael said evenly.

Beneath the table, hidden from the two men across from him, Kael reached out and dug his fingers firmly into the soft curve of Tina’s ass.

At the same moment he activated his Pheromone skill.

A concentrated wave of his scent washed over her.

Tina’s breath caught.

Pupils dilated as violent heat erupted in her lower belly. Her thighs trembled. Her pussy throbbed with sudden wetness.

Without complaint she slid off her seat and dropped to her knees, reaching for a rag as if only cleaning the spill.

"I will take care of the mess," she murmured, voice breathless.

Under the draped tablecloth her dark hands went straight to Kael’s belt.

She unfastened it with trembling haste and pulled the soaked fabric down.

His half-erect length sprang free.

Tina wrapped her soft fingers around the thick shaft and began stroking him with smooth rhythmic motions, thumb sliding over the precum-slicked tip.

Kael’s hand tangled into her dark hair. He guided her head forward with steady force.

Tina opened her mouth and took him past her lips.

Glk... chuu...

A stifled wet sound escaped her as the cock slid deeper. Her fingers clutched his thigh while her throat adjusted.

Kael kept a calm face above the table, nodding toward Dean as he began moving Tina’s head in slow long strokes.

Chupa... chupa...

The combination of his pheromones and the knowledge that her fiancé sat only feet away sent Tina’s mind spinning.

Her tongue swirled around the shaft until he was fully hard inside her mouth.

Kael took a quiet bite of venison while speaking to Ryn in an even tone.

"About that last exchange in the spar. Your footwork when you committed to the heavy slash was solid. Most people telegraph that kind of power. If you refine the recovery after the mana surge you could close the gap even faster."

Ryn brightened at the praise.

"You noticed that? Most rankers only complain about the mana. The recovery step is something my old instructor drilled into me for years."

Kael increased the pressure on Tina’s head, using her mouth more roughly. The wet sounds grew clearer.

Glk... glk... chupa...

Tina gagged softly, eyes watering, yet she never pulled away.

Brianna finally glanced down through a gap in the tablecloth.

Her green eyes widened at the sight of Tina on her knees, lips stretched around the thick cock she still could not fully take, saliva dripping onto the floor.

Brianna set her cup down.

"Tina," she said in a low voice only the three of them could hear, "can you manage that alone? Let me help."

She slipped under the table and settled on the opposite side of Kael’s cock. Kael released Tina’s hair.

Both women leaned in at once.

Tina took one side of the shaft while Brianna licked and sucked along the other.

Their tongues met and slid together over the thick length.

The dual heat pushed Kael rapidly toward the edge.

The sight of dark elf and green orc lips working him in rhythm, the knowledge that Ryn and Dean sat so close, and the filthy wet sounds all combined into sharp rising pressure.

He kept his face calm, taking another sip of his drink while continuing the conversation about footwork.

His free hand rested casually on the table edge as he soon reached climax.

Kael’s hips shifted once. A heavy groan stayed locked behind his teeth as he came.

Thick white ropes of cum erupted in strong pulses.

The first load flooded Tina’s mouth.

The second and third spilled across both women’s lips and tongues.

More followed, heavy and hot, drenching their faces and dripping down onto their bare breasts and the thin lace of their tops.

White streaks stood out sharply against Tina’s dark brown skin and Brianna’s smooth green skin as the climax lasted several long seconds.

Both women stayed under the table, licking and swallowing what they could.

Above the table the wet sounds reached Dean and Ryn.

Ryn frowned and glanced toward Tina’s empty seat.

"Tina? What was that sound?"

Tina surfaced just enough to answer, voice still shaky, a faint trail of white at the corner of her lips.

"It is just the sound of more glass breaking. I knocked another piece while cleaning. Everything is fine."

Dean shrugged and returned to his food. Ryn accepted the explanation with a nod and continued talking.

Under the table Kael looked down.

Tina held Brianna’s face with both hands and began licking the thick cum from her green cheeks and lips with slow deliberate strokes of her tongue.

Brianna did the same in return, cleaning the white streaks from Tina’s dark skin.

They moved across each other’s mouths, chins, and the upper curves of their bare breasts, tongues working carefully until most of the mess was gone.

Soft wet sounds of their tongues filled the small space beneath the tablecloth.

Sllrp... chup...

Kael’s cock twitched and hardened again at the sight of the two women cleaning each other so thoroughly.

The image of dark and green skin marked with his load, then carefully licked clean by one another, sent a fresh pulse of heat through him.

He forced the urge down. Pushing further tonight would only risk exposure.

When they finally finished, Tina and Brianna gathered the broken glass pieces as cover and crawled out from under the table.

Their faces were mostly clean, though a faint flush remained on both.

They returned to their seats without drawing further attention.

Kael stayed only long enough to finish the meal and exchange a few more casual words about the next dungeon run.

When the conversation naturally wound down he rose from the bench.

"I should head back," he said.

"Thank you for the meal and the offer to stay. I will see you all at the guild tomorrow."

Ryn gave an easy wave. Dean nodded.

Tina and Brianna both looked at him a moment longer than necessary, but neither spoke.

Kael left the house and stepped into the cool night air of Grayhollow.

The streets were quieter now. As he walked toward his own home his thoughts turned inward, sharp and practical.

’First I need to get stronger. The gap in mana is too wide. Seraphine is the fastest path for now. Using her I can maximize the lust points and can buy the necessary skills to get stronger.’

The familiar glow of his house’s lights finally came into view at the end of the quiet, darkened road.

A sharp, piercing chime echoed inside his mind as a translucent system interface appeared:

[Notice: Host’s consciousness is about to fade soon. Please reach a safe destination immediately.]

Kael’s eyebrows shot up. "What the hell...? What do you mean fade—"

Before the question could fully form in his throat, a sudden, crushing weight slammed into the back of his mind.

The strength drained from his legs instantly, the cobblestone street tilting violently as his vision blurred into deep, suffocating darkness.

His body pitched forward, collapsing heavily onto the dirt road just yards away from his front door.

’Motherfucker, at least give me some tim...’ Kael thought bitterly, his mind snuffing out completely into total unconsciousness.