Second watch is probably the worst watch shift. You either only get a few hours of sleep before being woken up, or you end up staying awake throughout all of first watch trying to get to sleep. Neither option is very good, and often it is a cruel combination of the two. Elodie was woken up after struggling to fall asleep in the first pce. It felt like it’d only been minutes since her eyes closed.

  Ophelia gently shook her awake. There was a kind expression on her face as Elodie finally opened her eyes. “Time to get up, sleepyhead,” she teased quietly.

  Elodie groaned but rolled out of bed. The fire had burned down to coals and Devlyn was standing on the other side of it from her. Elodie didn’t put her armor on, but she did pull her shield out to y at her feet and her sword to rest across her p.

  Devlyn was set up at the edge of the ward, well outside the faint glow of the coals. Elodie took that as her example and set herself to sit across on the opposite side of the ward from her facing out into the night.

  The night felt surprisingly simir to any other night she’d spent camping outside the dungeon with her friends. There was the ever pervasive sound of insects buzzing through the air, and the occasional creak of branches as they shifted in the wind.

  But there wasn’t the sound of the night creatures she was used to. No owls calling in the night. No frogs croaking their songs. Instead there was the loud snuffling of something moving quietly through the trees not far away. The distant roar of a monster somewhere deeper in the dungeon.

  It wasn’t too long before Ophelia’s gentle snores joined in the sounds of the others’ deep breathing. Elodie tried not to be too upset about how quickly and easily the others had fallen asleep. They’d been doing this for years. They’d been together as a party for years. This was Elodie’s first time in the dungeon, her first time sleeping in it, and her first time delving with this party. Still it was hard not to be jealous of her new friends.

  Elodie sat quietly with her thoughts churning. She stared out into the night, vigint for anything that might wander into their camp uninvited. It was about halfway through their shift when she was startled, nearly jumping, at the sound of Devlyn calling her name quietly from the other side of camp.

  “El,” a pause. “Elodie.” The whisper might as well have been a shout for how quiet the night had been before.

  Elodie turned her attention toward Devlyn. She beckoned Elodie over with a wave of her hand. Her face looked serious and Elodie scrambled to obey. She gathered up her sword and shield and hustled around the sleeping women.

  “What’s up? Should I wake up the others?” Elodie whispered loudly.

  Devlyn shook her head, “No. Let them sleep. I just wanted…” she grabbed Elodie by the back of the neck and pulled her in to press their mouths together hungrily. Elodie froze for a second. A gasp coming from her lips allowed Devlyn to slip her tongue gently along Elodie’s. She moaned into the kiss before pressing back eagerly and returning it. Devlyn pulled back panting into Elodie’s mouth, “To offer you your reward.”

  Elodie couldn’t do more than nod her head emphatically before Devlyn was consuming her from her lips down again. She pulled the sword and shield gently from Elodie’s hands, setting them aside before returning to their kiss.

  Elodie felt like she was drowning and needed something to hold onto, so she grasped ahold of Devlyn’s slender hips. As the kiss heated up, Elodie’s hands began to wander. One slid upward along Devlyn’s side to just under her small breasts. The other slid behind and soon found itself with a handful of thick, firm ass to grab hold of. She squeezed and Devlyn moaned into her mouth.

  Before she could explore more, Devlyn grabbed hold of Elodie’s hands and guided them back down to her waist. She gave them a small pat before her own hands dove into Elodie’s hair, tangling a fistful in one hand while the other slid down to cup her cheek. Elodie got the message. No wandering hands, at least for now. It was hard though not being able to touch this glorious woman more than she was allowed. She wanted to luxuriate in Devlyn’s tight body.

  With one hand in Elodie’s lic colored hair, Devlyn slowly pushed her down. Elodie was left panting on her knees in front of Devlyn as she unbuckled her belt. “Are you ready for your reward?” Devlyn asked, a smirk twisted on her lips.

  Elodie nodded her head against the pull on her hair in Devlyn’s grip. “Please,” her voice came out needy and hoarse.

  Devlyn’s smirk stretched wider, “That’s a good girl.” She began shoving her pants down her thighs, pulling her underwear with them.

  Elodie’s core twitched with need when she heard those words. She didn’t know why, but they ignited a burning in her blood. As more of Devlyn’s dark skin became exposed, Elodie found herself leaning forward against the pull of her hair. Eager to reach Devlyn’s smooth skin. The burn in her scalp just adding to the fires rolling through her.

  The top of Devlyn’s mound was finally exposed after several one handed tugs. White, curly hairs stood out against the dark purple of her skin. With another shove, her lips were exposed. Glistening threads of wetness connected them to her underwear as they were pushed further down her thighs.

  Elodie couldn’t look away. She found herself licking her lips in appreciation and anticipation. She gave a silent prayer of thanks for whatever god or goddess that had set her on this path.

  “Stick out your tongue,” Devlyn commanded.

  Elodie was quick to obey, stretching it out as far as it could reach.

  “Good girl.” Then Devlyn guided Elodie’s head forward until her tongue rested ft against her folds. A quiet grunt echoed through the air as Devlyn bucked her hips against Elodie’s face.

  Devlyn loosened her grip on her hair, and Elodie took it as her cue to get to work. She eagerly ran her tongue deep between Devlyn’s folds. Elodie moaned into Devlyn’s pussy as the dark, sweet fvor of her finally hit the back of her throat as her tongue darted back.

  She ran her tongue up from Devlyn’s entrance to her pearl. She swirled her tongue around her clit before sucking it between her lips. Devlyn’s fingers tightened in her hair as she pressed Elodie’s face closer.

  Elodie let her clit slide free with a pop. She dove her tongue back down to Devlyn’s entrance and pushed it in as deeply as it could go. She began thrusting her tongue into Devlyn while she rocked her hips against Elodie’s face.

  Devlyn growled above her before she pulled Elodie’s face away. “Fingers,” she gasped. “Inside.”

  Elodie did her best to nod her head. She reached up with trembling fingers and ran them along the outside of Devlyn’s lips. Daring to tease. Devlyn growled again, louder, and shoved Elodie’s face back so her lips were pressed against Devlyn’s clit.

  Elodie pulled Devlyn’s clit into her mouth. Her fingers she let trail through Devlyn’s folds, collecting her wetness.

  “El—”

  Elodie shoved her fingers roughly inside Devlyn. Devlyn sighed above her. Elodie began slowly pumping her fingers in and out. Devlyn’s walls squeezed her fingers tightly, trying to draw her further inside. She tried to be quiet, she could hear her fingers squelching in and out of Devlyn’s sopping pussy, and she didn’t want to wake the others.

  The thought of them waking up and watching though. It sent a wave of lust rolling through her body. With her free hand, she reached down to loosen her own belt so she could fit her hand down the front of her pants.

  Her hand disappeared inside her pants, diving beneath her underwear. When her fingers finally came in contact with her engorged clit she was lucky her face was pressed so firmly into Devlyn or her loud groan might have been enough to wake the others.

  “Good girl. Touch yourself.” Devlyn panted above her. “F-fuck. I’m so close.”

  So was Elodie already. She quickened her pace as she pressed more firmly against her clit. With her mouth she flicked her tongue over Devlyn’s clit. Her fingers curled until she was pressing against the spongey flesh that caused Devlyn to gasp loudly and buck her hips violently against Elodie’s face.

  “Yes,” Devlyn hissed between her teeth. “Right there. Don’t s-stop.”

  Elodie kept the pressure up flicking her tongue, pressing her fingers as she pumped in and out of Devlyn’s tight little cunt.

  Devlyn’s hips picked up their pace as she rocked against Elodie’s face. Then, her hips stuttered and started as her walls pulsed around Elodie’s fingers. She lost all her rhythm as Elodie licked her slowly through her orgasm, fingers sliding smoothly through her increased wetness.

  Devlyn’s release helped pushed Elodie over her peak. A few moments ter, right as Devlyn seemed to be coming down from her own high, Elodie felt herself hurtling over the edge. Her mouth fell open and her head tilted back. A loud moan welled up in her throat. It was quickly silenced as Devlyn shoved her still throbbing pussy back in Elodie’s mouth. Elodie’s fingers circled her clit frantically trying to prolong the feeling as much as possible.

  She eventually came down from her own high. Her mouth and cheeks were drenched in Devlyn’s wetness from her nose to her chin. Her knees were beginning to ache from sitting on them for so long.

  Then Devlyn leaned down, the fist in Elodie’s hair pulling her head back, and pressed her lips to Elodie’s. Her tongue ran along the length of her bottom lip, asking permission. Elodie granted it with parted lips, and Devlyn dove her tongue inside. This kiss wasn’t as heated as their previous ones. This was more of a delicious ending than a fiery start.

  She stood back up, breathing heavily. “I love the way I taste on you,” Devlyn smiled down at Elodie, her eyes heavily lidded. She helped Elodie back to her feet. “Now, off you go.” She smacked Elodie on the ass firmly before she gently pushed her back toward the other side of camp.

  It wasn’t like she was hoping to be cuddled and held all night, but the ending felt a little abrupt to Elodie. She would have appreciated a little more gentleness, a little more connection before being shoved away. She tried not to sigh in disappointment as she tightened her belt and picked back up her sword and shield. This was a one-time thing, and to expect more was preposterous.

  Out of curiosity Elodie took a look at her [status] as she crossed back to her spot. She assumed what they had done would earn her more lustful energy from [harvest of lust] than masturbating by herself. She wanted to know how much more though. The train ride had garnered her five points, her time in the barracks had earned her seven. Tonight with Devlyn had earned her twenty-five points! Five times as much lustful energy as being solo. She wondered if that would increase depending the number of people involved. And did they all need to participate, or could some of them just watch and add to her energy? The idea of putting on a show, being watched while she was fucked was so humiliating…and for some reason got her so hot just thinking about it.

  Her thighs clenched together. She didn’t know how she was so ready to go again so soon. She normally needed more than a few minutes for her body to come down before she could go for round two. Now it seemed like she could go back-to-back. She wondered exactly how many times she could go like that, and if exhaustion or over-sensitivity would be the end of her when she tried.

  She finished out the remainder of her shift with Devlyn without saying anything else to her. She snuck gnces over every so often, but never caught Devlyn looking her way. When it was time to wake Victoria, Devlyn told Elodie to go lie down while she woke their relief. Devlyn returned to her own bedroll between Victoria’s empty spot and Farrah. It didn’t take nearly as long for Elodie to fall asleep this time despite her thoughts still racing from before. Her final thoughts were of glistening lips and purple skin.

  SuperSapphicSydney