Chapter 3: 3- Auralla of Sunspire

She was proposing sex. There was no other way to twist those words. She’d met me, talked to me for about five minutes, rubbed my leg, and offered to screw my brains out.

“I… am needing some clarification,” I said.

“You spurn me?” Affront and surprise were both instantly clear on her face.

“You are lovely,” I told her, “absolutely gorgeous. I love the amazonian goddess look, the kind of native vibe, the outfit is spectacular, I know you’ve got some nice childbearing hips and all, but we’ve just met. I don’t know anything about you, and I especially don’t know if it’s a good idea to bed someone I just met.”

“No bed,” she said. “We join together here in the grass.”

That wasn’t exactly what I was worried about. I had an ex for a reason: she’d gone ballistic with worry every time I went out on a long haul. Then, when I got suspicious and popped in unannounced to surprise her, I found her doing the person I figured she’d be doing.

Not me, obviously. She’d been sleeping with a guy from her work.

This wasn’t a place I needed to go mentally… I looked at the barely-clothed young lady offering me a party in her pants, and all thought of my cheating ex vanished.

I cocked a thumb. “With your boy watching? I’m not super thrilled at that idea.”

She clucked her tongue in a slightly different way and her beastie plopped down on all six legs, then lumbered off. It only got about twenty feet away, but was pointed away from us.

Auralla touched my boxers again. Touched me. “I find you very agreeable, Drifter Evan.”

“Okay but there’s a lot I don’t know. How old are you?”

“Nineteen summers,” she said, and inched closer. Her eyes were absolutely hypnotic.

“What’s the deal with domination?” I asked.

She snarled and reared back like a snake about to strike. “You agree not to, that is all.”

I stood up, held out a hand for her to take so she could stand up, and placed a hand on either shoulder. “Let’s start over.”

“What—“

“Thank you so much, Auralla, for your skill and your willingness to heal a complete stranger. Your compassion is very sexy, just like the rest of you.”

Her look of puzzlement slowly disappeared, and in its place was the beginnings of lust: the hooded eyelids, the pursed lips. I leaned in and whispered, “It’s such a gift for me to make you squeal with delight. Joining with you will be an honor.”

In the meantime I untied the simple knot holding her top together. It opened in the front, and slid back off her shoulders easily, drifting to the grass. From there, I knelt and found her long shorts tied the same way. Soon they were gone too, and that left her bare except for the necklace. She was breathing shallowly, and trembling

“You must agree,” she insisted quietly. “You must promise.”

I’d begun with soft kisses all over her, homing in on the ultimate target, from her belly button on down.

“This is not the way to share essence,” she explained, as if to a child. She pointed, first at me, and then at herself. “The male puts that… in here.”

“Trust me, I know how ‘sharing essence’ is done,” I told her. I hadn’t stopped the kissing and licking, and my roaming hands slipped up the back of her legs. This must’ve been a place she liked, because she moaned again. “You’ve got to climb the ladder first, otherwise your dive in is always going to be a belly flop.”

“What?”

I didn’t explain further, but let my hands and tongue do the talking. She groaned, but got a fistful of my hair and pulled back, though her expression told me she hadn’t wanted to. I looked up into her thoroughly lust-filled face, with its hint of fury. “You must… you must…”

“All right,” I told her. “I promise.” I headed back in and began my slow, thorough mission to make her squeal with my tongue.

If there’s one thing my ex and I agreed upon, it’s that I’m good in bed. Size-wise, good. Technique-wise, very good. I made sure Auralla knew this, until she was first making the noises I thought she ought to make. Soon she was leaning against the side of the trailer, and then until her knees gave out and she slowly collapsed into my arms.

Those emerald eyes stared into mine. “What… how…”

“Are Drifters pretty rare around here?”

“You are the first I have met. We hear stories.”

It felt strange to kiss her, before going out on dates, before having her laugh at my lame jokes, before leaning in over dinner at a restaurant and going ‘I want to eat you more than this dinner. When we get home you’d better watch out.’ But I ignored this and dipped in for a kiss. She was just as soft and warm as she appeared.

“I want you very badly,” I breathed as our lips parted.

“Remember your promise.”

I remembered the Intrinsic Ability labeled Male and wished I’d had a chance to read up on it. That wasn’t going to stop me though; I lined up the head and entered her.

It was exhilarating, nearly to the point of pain, that even though I’d gotten her ready for at least one powerful orgasm, she was tight enough to make entry a serious difficulty. Her face scrunched down with the pain but she didn’t cry out. Hell, she barely made a sound. Another exclamation point appeared, and I thought about the section of the screens labeled Relationships. The workings of this game interface had known I would get into relationships long before Auralla made her appearance. They were a function of the world itself, or at least the menus and windows I hadn’t had time to begin navigating.

The sex was almost more than I could handle because of her incredible fit tightness. She was a warrior, and her body had zero evidence of softness or fat outside of those perfect lips, but I also doubted she’d done much of this in the past. I might even be her first, which I would consider a surprising honor.

I hoped she would come back for round two. I hoped I could hold out long enough to give her the kind of pleasure I was getting. I hoped I could be good enough for her to want the sequel, or maybe even a series.

She made appreciative sounds and bucked against me, hard. I’d find bruises on my torso in the days to come, and soreness all throughout my midsection. This was animalistic, sweaty, and intense. After some time, I realized I was getting close. Either Auralla realized it also, or she just got in the mood, because she locked her feet behind my back and refused to let go. Even when I informed her through gritted teeth I was about to come, she just glared at me with her uncanny green eyes and grimaced. Overwhelming lust mixed with fear in her eyes and the message was again clear: uphold your promise, don’t dominate, whatever that meant.

It wasn’t an exclamation point this time but a full on window that blasted up in front of my face, demanding my attention.

 

You have joined in the flesh with Auralla of Sunspire. Will you take the power offered to you, or share in the power with her?

 

The window offered me two options in the form of buttons, one of which said Establish Dominance & Take of Her Power, the other read Remain Equals & Intertwine Your Powers.

With her under me like that, spread out before me, vulnerable, and with the choice mine to make, it was tempting to say screw that promise made in ignorance. This place had magic, and maybe the dominance was a form of magic, which would make her my permanent magic slave girl. That option had its appeal, and I could instantly imagine a group of gorgeous young women all sitting in practically no clothing around my pillow-filled harem complex. They would gossip about me, teach each other how to satisfy me, and fulfill my every sexual wish, no matter how twisted…

But the fear and trepidation she’d shown me in making this happen, and her repeated insistence, drove me to select Remain Equals. Plus, she had a gigantic quill bear. On pressing the button, the pleasure of her wrapped around me intensified. She let out a satisfied groan that could only mean one thing, and her eyes opened to take me in. I went down to get into her face, and soaked up that woozy, orgasm-induced smile. Still she held on, with interlocked ankles begging me to release inside.

With no choice left to me, I unloaded with a roar loud enough to get her companion beast’s attention.

 

***

 

We spent time in the tall grass just lying there, with Auralla’s body half draped over mine. Clouds drifted by in a sky bluer than I’d ever remembered seeing, and the swishing of the grasses lulled me toward a doze.

“I didn’t dominate you,” I told her.

“I know,” she sighed, contented. The guarded tone in her voice had fallen away. “I could feel it.”

I noted she didn’t say ‘the menu window dialogue thing informed me.’

“Do you know what would happen if I did?” Her head rose up from off my shoulder and she made a disgusted face. I chuckled. “Sorry, okay, I won’t mention it. I wasn’t entirely clear on how that was supposed to work. Where I come from, folks dominating their partners is pretty rare. And definitely not…” I trailed off, unsure how to continue. Not magical? Not a gaming choice?

“It happens all too often here,” she said. Something occurred to her. “The way you spoke… in your world, the womenfolk… can also dominate?”

“Oh sure. Some tie up men, some tie up other women… I guess I’m talking about bondage play. Dominance is different I guess. I don’t know a lot about it. I’m not into that scene: no time, no money.” I laughed. “And I’m in the wrong world.”

But I thought then, with breasts pressed up against me and a beautiful woman nuzzling into my chest, that I was not in the wrong world at all.

“Are you?”

I grinned at her. “I was just thinking that! Haha. Maybe I’m in the right world after all.” If I’d just drifted into sex world, I was definitely down to live here.

Speaking of down, I caressed Auralla more, feeling the springy tautness of her skin before tracing a finger up her jawline and bringing her up to kiss again. This she accepted much more readily this time, and her own hand drifted back down, to find me beginning to stir for round two.

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When we broke, she seemed confused. “Uh… again?”

“Naturally. You think I would let you go without another roll in the hay?” I was twenty-three, not seventy-nine.

“But, the essence is shared. Another coupling would… not result in more power.” Power indeed. She had a small tattoo on the side of her neck where I had kissed before… it definitely hadn’t been there before we ‘shared essence’. It showed a cloaked figure walking toward the viewer, with runes encircling it. Wait… those weren’t runes, that was English.

It read The Drifter’s Mark.

It was the most intense hickey I’d ever seen.

I grinned again. “Is that what you were after, huh? The power? And you risked getting dominated?”

She searched my expression, her face neutral. “I… you didn’t know. Being a Drifter.” This had the tenor of an apology, and I understood. I also knew I was flattered by the first offer, punching up way out of my league with an absolute stunner of a partner, and hornier than I’d been when first flooded with hormones as a kid.

I rolled her over onto her back and started heading southward again, leaving a trail of kisses and caresses. “Sure, but it’s okay to just enjoy ourselves now, right? How’s that sound? Or better yet, how’s that feel?”

I started before she had a chance to answer, getting in a few licks.

“It feels… oh! It feels good.”

She wasn’t thrilled with the idea of returning the favor, meaning she didn’t like the idea of going down on me, since (she explained) that’s what The Dominated were forced to do. I talked her into it, earning a star next to my tier 1 Sway skill. She’d obviously never given head before, so I stopped her not long into it, and took her from behind.

This time it was almost better, with her body used to me, and me getting into the groove. She was better, with none of the apprehension over her domination phobia. Although she was puzzled about the purpose (why in the hell would I be engaging in this with her if there was no power swap involved) she quickly got into it. She made more noise this time, all of it appreciative.

I rubbed at her clit until I was sure she shot off like a rocket, legs shaking, groaning uncontrollably and body nearly going limp against the side of the trailer. I then kept hammering at her until it was my turn to climax. This being the second round, I had a great deal more stamina, stretching out the sounds of grunting and flesh slapping for some time. This time I had the choice not to come inside her, my preferred method of not having to deal with unwanted permanent consequences, and unloaded onto her toned ass.

This time, and for a long time after, there was no speaking. Instead we just basked in the afterglow of some seriously good sex, with the occasional murmur of satisfaction, until she dozed off and I felt the urge to follow suit.

Before doing so, I decided to have a look at the powers. I hadn’t gotten a close look at what Drifter meant for me, and I was curious about the new tattoo that was partially hidden by Auralla’s white and rainbow hair.

In addition to Drifter, I now had a second power, Beastmaster’s Mark.

God, there was so much to learn in such a short amount of time. If I’d done this wrong with Auralla, I might be at a disadvantage going forward in a place that was obviously very different than earth.

My body urged me to get a little sleep after that session, but I concentrated and took a close look.

 

Drifter

*Special Ability*

*Normal tier, two stars*

By pushing yourself to the point of physical, mental, and emotional exhaustion, you have awakened the magical potential within yourself to travel between worlds, as well as learn magic.

Your Attuned and Tough attributes are enhanced to a moderate degree, permanently.

This ability is tied to your Attuned attribute.

 

Beastmaster’s Mark

*Passive ability*

*Normal tier, one star*

Normal: Your Clever, Sly, Quick and Attuned attributes are boosted moderately. While in the wilds, they are instead boosted significantly.

You gained this ability after joining with Auralla of Sunspire. This ability’s tier is tied to your Relationship with Auralla of Sunspire.

 

Oh… kay. That sounded pretty good. I wondered what an enhanced ability from dominance might look like, if it was better than this, but this was already good. I had two stars in Attuned now, and an extra star in Clever, Sly, and Quick that hadn’t been there before. Also, the ability told me Auralla was a Beastmaster, which was good info to have.

Oh and also, I literally had a mark on my body that hadn’t been there before we spent some enjoyable time swapping fluids. The actual mark was like a tattoo, a bit tribal in shape, on my left pectoral muscle just above the nipple, and it seemed to glaze over with a sort of oil spill iridescence if I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It didn’t hurt, but it was also permanent. Not a sticker, not a temporary tattoo.

But that wasn’t all. A couple of exclamation points sat next to the new ability.

 

Congratulations! Your relationship with Auralla of Sunspire has progressed. Respecting her request meant a great deal to her, and increased her trust in you. Your abilities associated with Auralla have also progressed.

 

Congratulations! Your relationship with Auralla of Sunspire has progressed. Taking more time with her has surprised and delighted her, and not just physically. Of course, you did get something out of the deal as well, you sly dog. Your abilities associated with Auralla have also progressed.

 

I peered at the write up and saw that Beastmaster’s Mark was now three stars. It also read differently.

 

Beastmaster’s Mark

*Passive ability*

*Normal tier, three stars*

Normal: Your Clever, Sly, Quick and Attuned attributes are boosted significantly. While in the wilds, you deal hand to hand damage as though you had claws. While wearing fur or leather, you gain a minimal intimidation bonus, and minimal damage reduction.

You gained this ability after joining with Auralla of Sunspire. This ability’s tier is tied to your Relationship with Auralla of Sunspire.

This ability has reached its maximum stars for normal tier. In order to rank up this ability, your tier and relationship with Auralla of Sunspire must increase.

 

This puzzled me, but not enough to keep me from drifting off with a girl snuggled up against me.

Her beastie woke us up sometime after with a snort and a bristly nuzzle. She leapt up and snatched at her spear, but didn’t locate any threat nearby. I squinted, and weirdly I could make out the mountain range to the south much more clearly than before. My eyesight was significantly sharper, or the atmosphere of this world was very fucking weird. Also, I noted a swarm of some kind on the approach.

Auralla snarled. “Brood swarm.”

Hopefully not actual zerg.

“What are they?”

“A hybrid of avian and insect. Voracious. Out in the open we’ll be torn to pieces.” She shook her head. “There are too many for me to influence.”

“How do you normally deal with them, back in Sunspire?”

Her hand crept to the necklace, which glowed with fiercer light. It reminded me of the big shaggy cow things and their bluish energy blasts. “We pool our power, and surround the weak to blanket them in protection. I should not have ventured this far away from the village.”

The hopelessness in her voice was troubling. She clearly considered herself stupid for coming out here to check out this otherworld guy and get power from bumping uglies, only to be eaten by a swarm of giant locusts.

“I’ve got an idea,” I told her.

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