The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Zevran]

"I don't nee--" Zevran nearly swallows his own tongue as he remembers how very obviously untrue his habitual answer has turned out to be. Before he can recover, Maeve lets out a questioning noise, kisses her shoulder, then pops her head over Shiori's shoulder. 

"Bit late for that, Blossom," she says coyly, then kisses her cheek. Late? Late for... wait, she can recall... she can remember...

[Shisou]

"I don't... am I?" she asks, hesitantly. "I want to be. But I don't know if... I don't want there to be any confusion or chance that he, um... I'm not sure how all this works, on that level, but, I don't want any chance of a cuckoo egg in the nest, so to speak."

[Maeve]

"Agreed," Zevran says weakly, nodding with wide eyes. Already? And I could-- Wait, what's a cooo-cooo to have an egg?

Maeve just snorts and kisses Shiori's ear again at first. "No chance of that," she says in a throaty, smug murmur. A massive hand comes around to rest on Shiori's belly, rubbing in tiny, soothing circles. "Your soul was very insistent earlier; you are very pregnant, and no mortal seed can compete with mine."

[Shisou]

Shiori melts a little at Maeve's touch, sighing happily. "I'm pregnant," she coos, eyes closing briefly to soak it in. "Are you sure? Really sure? You don't need to try again, just to be safe?"

[Maeve]

"We can be safe," Maeve says eagerly, a finger sliding down to tease Shiori's clit. "Safe is good, safe is great, we should be more sex. Safe. Just to set your mind at ease. Safe." She serenely ignores Zevran's snickers and gasp; that vine deciding to squirm its way into his ass just then was pure coincidence. Truly.

[Shisou]

"Yes, please, yes," gasps out Shiori. "I want both of you inside me. Maybe, maybe Zevran in my ass and Maeve in my cunt?" And praise Raplin, I have a cunt now to fill. I can be filled truly and fully, get properly fucked. 

[Maeve]

"I am-- ah-- not opposed to this plan," Zevran manages to get out more or less cleanly despite being pleasantly distracted. Purring, Maeve lifts Shiori up with her hands, then slowly lowers her down onto Zevran's cock. Tiny tendrils help guide his member into Shiori, as well as providing a coating of oil.

Maeve watches Shiori's face, the change in expressions, with delighted fixation and lust. "Feels good, huh," she murmurs, kissing her sweetly. "Gonna have to be a bit thinner this time; I can give only so much pliability to your flesh without Dau's help and he's not coming within fifty meters of here while we're doing this," she finishes with a snort.

[Shisou]

Shiori just nods, eagerly consenting. It does feel good. Less good than before, I think; my ass doesn't seem as.. pleasurable, though maybe it's because my cunt is so much more it's ruined me. But Raplin's mercy, I feel so full. Ah, it's so big, I can hardly stand it -- and Zevran's not a large man, by any measure, but everything feels ten times larger when it's inside me. 

[Maeve]

Cupping the back of Shiori's head with one broad hand, Maeve locks eyes with her mate as she slowly eases her engorged clit into Shiori's pussy. It isn't as thick as before, Shiori can tell right away, but it's just as long, just as slick and smooth. It still manages to be cooler than the air around them and yet give off almost pulses of heat at times. It still manages to slide in and out with ease and yet cling to her walls. It still manages to kiss the entrance of her womb. Mine. My Blossom. Forever mine. So precious and sweet, so generous and trusting. My Blossom, my mate. Feels so good inside you. Tell me. Tell me what you feel.

[Shisou]

"Yes," moans Shiori. "Brightness, yes, please, yes, I need you, I love you, fill me, yes, please, Brightness, it feels so good, I can't-- it's so good, I need more. You can be rough, I don't mind, just, take me, use me, please!" 

[Zevran]

Feeling the vines around his upper body going slack, Zevran pulls himself up so his chest is pressed against Shiori's back. He wraps an arm around her waist, the other hand snaking up to capture a nipple, as he kisses the back of her neck. "Lusty little slut, aren't you? Look at you;, shy, nerdy little Shiori, getting stuffed front and back and moaning for more. Such a dirty girl."

[Shisou]

Shiori whimpers, "yes, I'm a slut, but I'm Brightness Maeve's slut, her Blossom."

[Maeve]

Maeve gasps softly, eyes fluttering, as Shiori's words send her straight into a knee-buckling climax. She sags against Shiori, though thankfully with only some of her weight, pinning the slip of a woman between her two lovers rather tightly. "She rather liked that," Zevran observes, feeling his own lust surging at the sight of the divine nymph's pleasure. "You should tell her more."

[Shisou]

"I'm yours," swears Shiori. "Your Blossom, your lover, your fucktoy. Yours to fuck and caress and bind and whip and cradle and kiss. Yours to do with as you please, anything you want, I can take all of it."

[Maeve]

Maeve whimpers softly, rocking her hips against Shiori, then she captures her mouth for a deep, breathless kiss. My Blossom. Never a toy, never a thing. My precious, wonderful, passionate Blossom. Affection, compassion, desire, admiration and protectiveness swamp Shiori with each meaning and impression she feels seeping into her from Maeve. Cherished. You are so cherished and wanted, My Blossom. All of you, flesh and soul.