System Break

Chapter 52: Friends with Benefits

The sun set and the two moons lit the plains with their shades of purple and blue. I sat and watched while the others rested. I leaned back and used my ears which could pick up the sound of a mouse scratching or a snake slithering.

The wind picked up and it was surprisingly cool, despite being summer and a long way south. We'd spent three days crossing the plains with no sign of the Dokkalfar mountain range. Our pace was lacking because Redmond was painfully slow in his new lump.

I would have gone and searched for the Dokkalfar alone, but it was too dangerous to split the group. They were carrying supplies and an ever-growing hoard of qi cores from the monsters we crossed.

I heard footsteps, barely. "Gisael," I whispered.

"You know it is me," she sounded happy.

I stretched out my arms behind me searching for her in the darkness. She touched my arm and then came to lie next to me. "Only you would be so quiet."

She threw a leg across me and an arm across my chest. Her naked chest pressed against my side. "I thought you knew my scent."

"I was listening for sounds of critters. And now a lumbering lizard could waltz into our camp because I'm distracted."

"Do not worry. I can smell it."

I lifted my head and used qi sight to scan our surroundings. There was only on qi core to be seen, aside from ours, and it was a long way off.

"Nothing close," I said.

"Good," she said.

Her breast nuzzled my side. "Where are your leathers?"

"My skin needs to breathe," she said, and her hand traced my stomach muscles.

I was surprised when she didn't protest wearing leathers, she just accepted they were good for combat and relations with other clans. Maybe it was the cold of the mountains that convinced her.

Her hand began to loosen my leathers.

"I'm supposed to be on watch," I said.

"Reyas will watch," she said. "It is my turn."

"You're taking turns?"

There was no answer other than her hand on my dragon. Her nose touched my face and I was glad my mask was lying next to me.

My dragon sprang to life, she didn't have to work hard the mere thought of her was enough. She slithered on top of me, rubbing her body across mine. She brushed her lips against mine and looked me in the eye as she slid down onto the dragon. Her juices cooled him as he swelled inside her.

She was tight and with a twinkle in her eyes she gripped me. She barely moved her hips but used her core muscles instead. She squeezed and released with her pelvis while our eyes were locked.

She searched mine for hints of enjoyment and was rewarded with each squeeze. Her determined stare relaxed when I moaned, and she bent down that last inch to kiss me. I never had so much fun lying on my back doing nothing.

I placed both my hands behind my head and let her wiggle and squeeze my dragon to ecstasy. I fought back the urge to throw her to the ground and ravish her; I just let her slay the dragon. She sat up then rocked back and forth. She squeezed and rocked, and I reckon she was pleasuring herself using my dragon as her toy.

I grinned and she leaned down again. She placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "Don't move." She rose and fell, testing the length of the dragon within her cave. She grinned back at me when she felt him throb.

The dragon was about to breath and she stopped. Her eyes bore into mine and she squeezed like hell.

"Argh," was all I could manage. The dragon was quelled by her cave; she tamed him. "Right," I breathed angrily.

I stood with her legs wrapped around me and put on my mask with one hand and grabbed her buttocks with the other. When the mask was in place, I threw her to the ground, pulled her legs apart and rammed her. Her eyes widened as I pounded her cave into submission.

She screamed and woke the whole camp as my hips rose and fell into her. She felt the fury of the dragon who hardened and thickened. I made her lose her control as I growled and pummelled her cave with a tempo she could not handle.

Her legs were up in the air, quivering, as she enjoyed the dragon. It was too much for her. She tried to speak but her words were unintelligible, and her only escape was the dragon's release. He throbbed and breathed inside her, filling her cave.

Redmond stared into Sakaala's back. She slept soundly through the noise and he sighed in vexation.

Ailen tapped his shoulder.

"What?"

"Let's go for a walk."

Redmond nodded and followed Ailen to the north. They walked up the incline and over and sat down on close to the stream. There were a few trees and bushes which lined the trickling water.

"Are you sure you want to become a Dokkalfar? This is your last chance to change your mind."

Redmond nodded. "Dwarves are always the best crafters."

Ailen pursed his lips. "But this is not like any game we've played. We can't know for sure, going but what we've seen they're probably totally different."

"Wood elves have bows and live in forests, it's not that different."

"True but there is so much more detail. They have a culture, different social rules. There are ones who sleep with me. Like friends with benefits, no strings attached."

"Serious?" Redmond asked.

Ailen nodded. "And if you're different and come back with us - who knows."

"I see," Redmond said. "It is confronting that they have sex a dozen yards from us and don't give a shit."

"You get used to it."

Redmond chuckled. "I don't know about that."

"So, you want to risk it all to be a Dokkalfar?"

Redmond nodded. "Look I don't want to back out now. I'll be the first and from what you tell me about this body it has a higher potential than yours. If they reject me and I can't join their race, then I'll come back and be a Svartalfar. I can always do forest crafts; they look pretty amazing." He pointed to Ailen's leathers.

"These were made by the mountainfolk's leatherworkers."

"Really?"

Ailen nodded. "But the woodwork and weaving are amazing. Wait until you see how they build in the trees."

"What about a mine, do we have ore and coal?"

Ailen nodded. "Sort of. There's one to the east of forest and we can negotiate to use it. Won't you need training? Do you know how to mine and smith?"

Redmond shrugged. "I have an idea, but no. I guess I thought this would be like other games where you just activate a skill."

"It is for combat, but crafts and other skills you just do it. Like tracking. Benzhi knew how to track and applied his knowledge here. It worked and his skill rose. I had no idea how to track and Talila taught me."

"So, I need to stay with them while I learn."

Ailen nodded. "I'll tell Benzhi. But there is another way. You can logout and research methods and come back. Like you could research how to make a sword then try it in here."

Redmond shook his head. "Then I could miss out on the secrets of the Dokkalfar. Best if I learn here first."

"True." Ailen looked back towards the camp. "Okay they should be done by now."

They both laughed.

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