āI really appreciate this, Mister Kaduska,ā Janie said as she accepted his hand and sat up from the canvas sack sheād spent the last hour hiding in.
āOh, my pleasure, my dear. Anything for you, you know that.ā The big merchant grinned. āBesides, any opportunity to be a thorn in the side of the Teach gang is one Iāll take.ā
Janie swung her legs off the table Kaduska had set her down on, and let the rest of the canvas bag fall away as she stood up. She looked around. It hadnāt been long since sheād been here, but it felt like ages.
The lighthouse smelled simultaneously musty and smokey. Everything was still a bit damp from the torrent of conjured rain her Wards had created, and the scorch marks were still on the floor where the burning goo had stuck to it.
How long had it been since those pirates had taken her hostage right in this room? Sheād lost track. Two weeks? Two lifetimes? It was amazing how quickly things change.
āThis is where Will lives?ā Tonya said, pulling herself out of her own sack and looking around with a look of mild disgust on her face. āI mean, I guess Iāve lived in worse places, but I kinda expected more. Will seems so refined.ā
Janie burst out laughing, then covered her mouth and coughed. āExcuse me.ā
Tonya gave her a confused look. āWhat?ā
Janie and Kaduska looked at each other, amused. Janie sighed. Kaduska grinned. āMiss Tonya, you are a gem.ā
āWhat!?ā Tonya demanded, pulling herself the rest of the way out of her bag and hopping off the table to look around. āHe always dresses nice, and smells nice, but doesnāt wear gaudy stuff or talk down to folks. You work for him, and youāre the most refined person I know. Heās like one of those gentleman adventurers from the penny dreadfuls.ā
āI am sure he would be happy to hear you say so,ā Kaduska chuckled, heading back to the door to bring more things in. Caine, wearing a cowled cloak, came in carrying a box. He set it down on the table and walked back outside.
āWhen I first met Will, this place was in worse shape than it is now. He had a black eye and a hangover, and had clearly not bathed in at least a week. Honestly, I thought he was a squatter. He was exactly the kind of person I would have expected to find in a run-down lighthouse,ā Janie said with a small, apologetic shrug.
āOnly a week? Thatās pretty refined by my standards,ā Tonya snickered.
āOh dear,ā Janie said with a bat of cringe. āI forget about that sometimes.ā
Tonya fluffed her expensive-looking saloon dress. āSounds like the disguise is working.ā
Caine came in again, dropping off a second box next to the third.
āWe are still going to have to work on your definition of refinement,ā Jaine teased.
Tonya started wandering around the room, looking closer at Willās collection of books, charts, and knick-knacks. āWell, if it aināt you or Will, I donāt know whoās left to be an example. Seems like slim pickings in Bastardās Bay. I guess youāll have to do if Iām going to learn, right?ā
āWell thatās true,ā Janie sighed. āI suppose here, the most refined person I can think of is Prelate Alexandra.ā
Caine snorted as he dropped off a third box. āYou can put a bear in silk and lace, but itās still a bear.ā
Janie gave Caine a flat, disapproving look. āLesson one. Do not take his word on what refinement is. He has none.ā
āWhat is all this stuff?ā Tonya asked, picking up a small stone statuette that had been carved into the vague shape of a curvaceous woman holding an orb over her head.
āKeepsakes from Willās adventures,ā Janie said, opening up one of the boxes Caine had brought in.
āSheās got tits that would make Bella jealous,ā Tonya said, turning the statuette sideways.
āLesson two, refined people do not say ātits.āā Janie said, trying to sound admonishing but not really succeeding due to holding in her laughter.
Tonya put the statue back and picked up a strange-looking brass contraption. āWhatās better? Jugs? Boobs?ā
āI always liked bosoms,ā Caine said as he brought in another box.
āVery helpful,ā Janie said dryly. She was simultaneously uncomfortable with the direction the conversation had gone, and also a bit amused by it. Her amusement surprised her. A few weeks ago she would have been appalled. āA refined person does not speak on such topics at all, and if they must, the most polite term is breasts.ā
Tonya looked from Janieās chest to her own. āYou might have breasts. Pretty sure mine are just tits.ā
Janieās mouth opened in a silent āOā of sympathy and heartbreak. She had no idea what to say. āOh, Tonya. Donāt talk like that. I- I think you have lovely breasts.ā
āMe too,ā Caine grunted, dropping off the last box.
āLikewise,ā Kaduska added, shutting the door as he came back in.
Janie and Tonya both blushed for very different reasons.
āGentlemen! I-ā Janie started, but was cut off by Tonya.
āAw, thanks guys. Itās hard working at Maryās sometimes. The only ones with smaller tits than me are the boys,ā She tapped her lips in thought for a moment. āActually, pretty sure Chrissyās are biggerān mine.ā
āChrissy aināt a boy,ā Caine said.
āI mean, heās awful pretty, but Iāve seen his dick,ā Tonya said, giving Caine a doubtful look.
āYouāve seen her dick,ā Caine corrected.
Tonya blinked. āWait. But he-ā
āShe,ā Caine said firmly.
āBut-ā Tonya looked to Janie for some sort of guidance or support.
Janie was wide-eyed, practically paralyzed in her mortification, shaking her head small and slow.
āBoys is boys, and girls is girls,ā Tonya said firmly. She looked at Kaduska and Janie again, hoping for backup. Janie stayed silent and wide-eyed, too uncomfortable to speak.
āThe world is rarely so simple,ā Kaduska shrugged. āWhat you think is one thing is often another.ā
āAnd that aināt even the point,ā Caine continued. āWhen someone tells you who they are, and what they want to be called, thatās what you call them.ā
āEven if it doesnāt make any sense?ā Tonya asked, doubtfully.
āDonāt matter if it makes sense to you or not. Only matters that it makes sense to them,ā Caine shrugged. āWhen Janieās being Evangelina, thatās what we call her.ā
Tonya shook her head, still not backing down. āSheās still the same person though.ā
Janie pursed her lips wishing sheād simply gone upstairs when they began discussing breasts.
āExactly,ā Caine nodded, starting to go through the boxes Janie had left half-sorted on the table.
āNo, I mean Evangelinaās a disguise! Thatās not really who she is,ā Tonya looked to Janie for support again. Janie stayed silent.
āHow do you know? Maybe Evangelinaās who Janie really is, and Janieās the disguise,ā Caine shrugged.
āOr perhaps both are true,ā Kaduska added, pouring himself a drink from Willās sideboard. āPeople often have many facets.ā
āBut when Janieās being Evangelina, she doesnāt grow a dick!ā Tonya said, exasperated.
āOh, is that what being a man is? Having a dick?ā Caine asked.
āYeah!ā Tonya looked at Caine like he was growing a second head.
āWhat about Tom?ā Caine asked.
āTom? The big guy with the soft face?ā Tonya asked. āWhat about him?ā
āHeās a eunuch?ā Caine said.
āWhatās that?ā Tonya asked.
Janie rubbed her forehead with her hands, completely at a loss for words.
Caine looked a bit surprised. āItās when someoneās had their dickā¦ā
āRemoved,ā Kaduska finished, looking a bit uncomfortable.
āHuh,ā Tonya said. āSo Tom doesnāt have a dick?ā
āNope,ā Caine said with a shake of his head. āThink heās not a man?ā
āWellā¦ no. I mean, yeah. I guess he is. Still seems weird though,ā Tonya shrugged. āI always thought boys and girls, and what they each got between their legs was pretty well understood.ā
Caine shook his head. āStill aināt the point.ā
Kaduska sat down in Willās chair and took a drink. āDjinn can change their form to suit their mastersā preference, shaping their bodies, or growing manhood and womanhood as their master wishes.ā
āAngels got nothing between their legs at all,ā Caine added.
āHow do you know what angels got between their legs?ā Tonya asked skeptically.
āChurch school,ā Caine said with a big smile.
Tonya looked to Janie again. āJanie, is he fucking with me? Do angels have dicks?ā
Janie looked down at the ground and fled up the stairs, her face scarlet.
______________
Ā
Jack bit her lip. Her eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head as Quinnās talented tongue swirled and flicked around her clit. The pulses and shocks of pleasure made her feel like her entire womanhood was practically convulsing. Quinn had been working on her for at least twenty minutes while the witch and the doctor waited for Will to arrive. She was ready to scream in frustration, but Bella had been insistent. It was her ritual, and she wanted Will to be part of it.
Jack knew they didnāt actually need will there. Jack didnāt know a lot about magic, but she had spent enough time with Bella to know that by drawing sexual energy from Jack, and from the Doctor, there would be plenty of power to refill Bellaās reserves. Which meant Bella simply wanted Will there.
Jackās feelings about that were complicated. Her former girlfriend and her former best friend were about to have sex a few feet away from her, separated only by two thin sheets of canvas. Why had she agreed to this?
She sighed. She never could say no to Bella.
Quinn slipped the tip of his finger into her, jolting her out of her reverie. She looked down at him, stroking the side of his smooth scalp and winding his topknot around her fingers. She squeezed her breast with her other hand and squeezed her hard nipple.
She was excited. Not just because of Quinnās talented ministrations, but also because of what was about to happen in the next tent. She wanted it to happen, and she wanted to be part of it. Will and Bella both deserved to be happy, and she was glad theyād found it in each other. She was also glad Bella wanted to include her, even if it wasnāt directly. It was a start. She could listen to Bellaās small gasps and squeaks of pleasure, and remember every detail of the dark-haired Witchās luscious body. She had no doubt sheād do the same with her memories of Will when he arrived. The sadness she felt at being so close, yet so far, from the people she loved most felt like a strange sort of penance.
āWeāre ready,ā Bella said breathlessly from next door.
āReally need to wait, we?ā Doctor Kalfou asked.
āCanāt add more to the ritual once itās started,ā Bella said.
āOf course you can,ā the Doctor said, sounding a bit confused.
Jack could practically hear Bella shrugging. āWell I donāt know how.ā
āDonāt, you?ā Doctor Kalfou sighed. āFine. Wait, we.ā
āOh, donāt pout,ā Bella purred. There was a rustle of blankets and the whisper of skin on skin. Doctor Kalfou moaned.
As the two women seduced each other, Jack was hit by a surge of separation. The distance seemed further than the walls of the tents. Quinn gave her a gentle bite on the thigh and slipped his finger into her again, a little deeper than the last time. The wonderful feeling knocked her out of her melancholy again. She looked down. Their eyes met in the near dark and she couldnāt help but smile at him. Somehow, she had no doubt that he knew what she was feeling. She also knew that he would never feel slighted or uncomfortable that her focus was drifting. He knew this situation was difficult for her, and would never do anything that might make it harder.
He was selfless in a way that sheād taken a very long time to understand. He was never insecure or jealous. Those were human things, and he was not. He served her out of duty, and out of the most selfless love she had ever experienced. His devotion was another thing that made her feel guilty. She knew she didnāt deserve it.
She rubbed her face in her hands, silently admonishing herself for being such a basket case. All three of her loves were close to her, expressing love together for the first time ever, and she couldnāt relax and enjoy it. She bit her lip again, this time in determination. It might not be an ideal circumstance, but it was happening.
She heard footsteps outside and the rustle of a tent flap. Her heart felt like it was standing still.
āItās about time,ā Bella purred.
āHello, Doctor.ā Willās baritone felt like it was in Jackās tent with her, full of amusement and subtle demands for answers. Her heart clenched when he spoke.
āHello Mister Sterling,ā Doctor Kalfou answered, her voice full of promise and play.
āWhat about me?ā Bella asked. Jack knew that tone. She was doing something lewd, putting her body on display shamelessly. āDonāt I get a hello?ā
Will chuckled. āHello, Bella.ā
āJackās with us too,ā Bellaās fingertips scratched down the thin wall of the tent.
Jack could see where her own tent walls were pushed in. She hadnāt realized they were close enough to touch. Her heart was hammering in her chest.
āSay hi,ā Bella purred.
There was a pause. Will said nothing. Jack couldn't breathe. She was horrified at herself. She couldnāt remember ever feeling anxious like this before. She was angry at her reaction, but couldnāt do anything about it.
āHi, Jack,ā Willās voice finally said.
What was in that tone? Was that amusement? Resignation? Judgement? Was she reading into it too much? Quinn bit her thigh again, and gave her an expectant look.
āHi, Will,ā she said, trying her best to sound unbothered and amused. Why was this so tense? She felt like she was trying to contain something, but didnāt really understand what it was.
āQuinn too,ā Bella added, sounding amused.
Jack ran her hands through her hair and gave Quinn a silent look of confusion and apology. Quinn was not much for displays of emotion, but she knew him well enough to see the amusement in his black eyes.
āHello, Quinn,ā Willās voice said, definitely sounding resigned and amused this time.
āHello, Mister Sterling,ā Quinn said, his voice a bit muffled by Jackās thighs.
āNow that weāre all introduced, I have a proposal for you Will,ā Bella smirked.
āYou certainly have my attention,ā Will said, still sounding amused as his voice suddenly shifted to the tone he usually employed for business negotiations.
āMy oomph is all run out. I need a refill. Theyāve all nicely agreed to help. I was hoping you would too,ā Bellaās sultry voice dripped with promise.
Jack stifled a laugh. She knew Bella was playing to her audience, and loving it, and honestly, Jack was having a hard time not being amused. Her tension made her feel like she needed to laugh, or do anything, to relieve it, but she didnāt want to draw attention back to herself.
āWhat do I get out of it?ā Will asked blithely.
Bella huffed in surprise and Doctor Kalfou burst out in stifled laughter. Once the doctor started, Jack couldnāt contain hers any longer.
āOh, Bella your faceā¦ā Doctor Kalfou laughed.
āRude,ā Bella huffed.
āYou should have said you wanted a favor. You said proposal. Now weāre negotiatingā Will teased.
āYou can fuck me,ā Bella said enticingly.
āWasnāt that inherent in your proposal?ā Will asked.
āIsnāt that enough?ā Bella asked.
Will chuckled. āRemember a few days ago when you said I could have you anytime, anywhere?ā
Jackās eyes went wide at Willās words. Bella was the most uninhibited person sheād ever met, but still, that was a bold offer even for her.
āFuck,ā Bella tisked.
āYes, that is the topic of conversation,ā Will smirked.
āCall it a favor then,ā Bella glared.
āToo late,ā Will said. āNow weāre negotiating.ā
āWell then maybe you should just walk away if youāre not interested,ā Bella said, her voice full of pretend outrage.
āMy tent,ā Will said.
Doctor Kalfou was practically crying with bursts of stifled laughter. āCaught in your own trap!ā
āI thought you were here to help?ā Bella said to the Doctor.
āShould make him an offer, you,ā Doctor Kalfou teased.
āMutiny!ā Bella gasped.
āJack,ā Bella said, tapping frantically the wall of the tent. āHelp!ā
āDonāt drag me into this,ā Jack laughed.
āI thought all of us having some fun together wouldnāt be something Iād have to negotiate for,ā Bella huffed. āWillās just being contrary!ā
āHow surprising,ā Jack snarked.
Doctor Kalfou bit her bottom lip and managed to quiet her laughter. āOf all the ways I imagined this going, this was not one of them.ā
āGet used to that feeling. It happens a lot with him,ā Jack said dryly.
āI still havenāt heard an offer,ā Will shrugged.
Jack found herself enjoying the banter. The emotional chaos inside her was diminishing as her entertainment rose. She wished she could see the three in the other tent, but there was something novel about being separated by the cloth. It made the whole thing feel a bit like she was doing something she shouldnāt. She found that her imagination was filling in the blanks nicely.
āIām not sure what I have left to offer,ā Bella said, considering.
āWhat did you offer Jack and Friday?ā Will asked.
āWanted to see how she performs rituals, I,ā the Doctor answered.
Jack shrugged, even though none of them could see her. āI was feeling helpful.ā
āShe seduced you both, didnāt she?ā Will deadpanned.
āYes,ā Jack admitted with an exasperated sigh.
āKnows you well, he,ā Doctor Kalfou teased Bella.
āWell, it worked twice!ā Bella protested. āCanāt blame me for thinking it might work again.ā
āOh, it is definitely working,ā Will admitted. āItās just fun to make you work for it sometimes.ā
āMost people know better than to irritate a witch,ā Bella glared.
āIām sure Iāll make an adorable newt,ā Will sounded like he was trying not to laugh.
Quinn hadnāt stopped teasing Jack during the banter. He was quietly and expertly using his fingers and tongue to keep her passion at a simmer. She was more than ready to cum, and running out of patience. She bit her lip as another tingle of pleasure spread through her and pushed her head back harder into the pillow. āDammit, Bella, just give him what he wants,ā she groaned.
āI donāt know what he wants! Heās just being impossible!ā Bella whined.
āA favor?ā the doctor suggested.
Bella let out a long mewl of frustration. āI already said that!ā
āI think you asked me to do you a favor,ā Will corrected.
āFine! A favor!ā Bella huffed. āThatās my offer, take it or leave it!ā
āI accept,ā Will said.
There was a muffled thump and a surprised squeak from Bella, followed by a groan of pleasure.
In spite of the slight pang of sadness that crept up into Jackās mind, she found herself smiling.
______________________
Ā
Bella ran her fingers through Willās damp hair as he feasted between her legs. She wasnāt sure who had really seduced who but she had enjoyed how heād teased her.
She grinned mischievously at Friday, who was watching the top of Willās head with amusement. Their eyes met in the dim light and the doctor gave her an approving nod.
āThereās a few rules tonight,ā Bella breathed, petting Willās head as she pressed her heels into the sleeping mats and lifted her hips.
āMmm?ā Will said wordlessly into her smooth womanhood.
āFirst, you all have to tell me before you climax, and wait until Iām ready for it,ā Bella said, her voice unwavering even though her hips were writhing happily. āSecond, be careful of the sigil on your chest. The paint is pretty durable, but if you touch your sigil to anyone elseās, it might disrupt the whole thing and cause an uncontrolled release of power?ā
āLike when you lit me on fire?ā Will asked conversationally.
āOh no,ā Jack laughed.
āWhat?ā Doctor Kalfou gasped.
Bella sighed in exasperation. āYes. Let's not do that again.ā
āI am going to hear this story,ā Jack said firmly.
Bella ignored her and continued. āThe last oneās for you specifically, Will. Friday doesnāt want any kind of penetration.ā
Willās eyes lifted over Bellaās thigh and met the Doctorās. His expression was surprised and curious, but he nodded. āAlright. Iām sure we will find other ways to have fun with each other.ā
She gave him a small, predatory smile. āAm sure we will, I.ā
āCan you paint him up?ā she asked Friday.
The doctor nodded. āNow that Iāve seen it, should be no trouble.ā
āGreat. Iāll go take care of Quinn. Have fun,ā she winked at them and then scrambled to her feet and ducked out the tent.
Will and Friday looked at each other in surprise. Neither had expected to be suddenly alone together. Will shifted into a sitting position, cross-legged in the tangle of bedding. āI feel a bit like the person driving just jumped off the wagon.ā
The doctor smiled. āThink she did that on purpose, I.ā
Friday had been laying on her stomach, her smooth back and rounded butt creating an enticing silhouette in the dim lantern light. For the first time, Will was able to get a decent look at the pair of white snakes tattooed down the length of the doctorās body. Their tails started on the tops of her feet, curled around her ankles, then up her calves, and thighs before winding over her hips, briefly curving along her hip bones and her waist before changing direction and wrapping along her ribs and around to nearly touch along her spine. They flared away from each other again just above her shoulder blades, then wrapped over her shoulders to brush against her collarbones and curve away to coil down her arms, finally ending with their heads resting on the backs of her hands.
āYou know how to paint magic symbols?ā Will asked.
She languidly rolled over to her back, exposing the white paint Bella had traced on her chest, and a great deal more. āJust have to make you match, yes?ā
The lantern light reflected just enough off her dark skin to trace her body in warm lines. He could see the indentation that ran up her flat stomach, and the dimples on her hips. Her large breasts rolled a bit to the outside as she arched her back, stretched,Ā and interlaced her fingers behind her head. Her full lips smirked in amusement as she watched him looking at her for the first time.
Between her legs, it looked like a triangular notch had been shaved into her neatly trimmed, black curls. In the bare spot a small symbol had been painted. She caught him looking and glanced down at herself. āBella said placement was important.ā
He chuckled. āI think she just likes shaving people.ā
āIt can be both!ā Bellaās voice came from the other tent.
āShe shaved you too?ā One of Fridayās eyebrows rose.
āWell, not until after she lit me on fire,ā Will said.
Will heard Jack erupt into laughter.
āThatās why you should just shave it all off!ā Bella protested from the other tent. āThen the paint never gets stuck in your hair!ā
The doctor shook her head in amusement. āAre all going to end up bald, we.ā
āQuinn already shaves,ā Bella continued. āSo easy to work without hair in the way.ā
āYou are mistaken, Miss Bella,ā Quinn rumbled.
āYou donāt? Youāre smooth as an egg,ā Bella said, surprised.
āI do not grow hairā¦ there,ā he explained.
āLucky you,ā Bella said, clearly envious.
Will and Friday shared an amused look and laughed silently.
āIs this normal for you?ā Friday whispered.
āLately, yes,ā Will admitted.
Friday grinned. Her teeth gleamed in the dim light. āFinding myself very glad you came to my door, I.ā
āSeems like itās been nothing but trouble ever since,ā Will said with an apologetic grimace.
āNot your fault,ā Friday said, rolling to her knees. She moved gracefully and slowly, taking her time with every motion. āNever did thank you, I. Not how you deserve.ā
āThank me?ā Will asked. āFor what?ā
āFirst, got me off Barcola, you,ā Friday counted off. āSecond, saved us from the grindylow, you.ā
āWell, Quinn and Lace were a big part of that,ā Will shrugged.
āYour plan, yeah?ā Friday insisted. She crawled the short distance to him and sat up on her knees. She had a confidence in her unhurried movements that sent small tingles of anticipation up his spine and caused the hair on the back of his neck to prickle. Her fingertips ran slowly down his chest. āWill thank them later, I. First, you.ā
Will stared deep into her dark eyes as she traced a sigil onto his chest with one of Bellaās paint sticks. She was as efficient as if sheād done it a hundred times. As she reached the bottom of the pattern he raised up on his knees to make it easier for her. With a sultry smirk she reached for the button of his trousers. He slid his hands behind her neck and lifted. She raised herself up to meet him as he pulled her lips together. Her kiss was soft, like her lips were pillows. Their tongues flicked and found each other, then rolled across each other as their lips sealed completely. She moaned softly into his mouth and worked his buttons open one by one. With a firm, steady pull he opened his pants as wide as they would go and slid her hand inside. He felt her fingers close around his engorged shaft and took a deep breath against her lips.
āThank you,ā she said against his mouth.
āYouāre very welcome,ā he grinned.
She lowered herself back down until her rounded butt met her heels. With one hand she gently, slowly stroked and squeezed him. With the other hand she drew the final, small pattern just above his erection.
āStand up,ā she said with a kiss.
āWow, he is thick,ā Bellaās voice interrupted from the other tent. āCan I?ā
Will heard Jackās sigh of exasperation as he stood and moved more to the center of the tent, where he wouldnāt be pressed into the sloped walls. She repositioned as well and tugged his pants. They pooled around his ankles and he stepped out of them. His erection stood proud in front of Fridayās face. She looked at it with approving appraisal and reached for it again, slowly closing her fingers around his shaft.
āIf my mistress says you may,ā Quinn answered.
āJaaaaack?ā Bella begged excitedly.
āIf you and I arenāt ready for that particular reacquaintance, it certainly doesnāt seem right for you to be fondling my partner,ā Jack said, sounding like she was surprised at the words coming out of her own mouth.
āFine,ā Bella sighed, momentarily disappointed. Her enthusiasm almost immediately. āJust another thing to look forward to.ā
āYou are incorrigible,ā Jack deadpanned.
āIf I canāt fondle him, then itās your job,ā Bella said, suddenly changing to a more instructional tone. āHold his cock that way so I can paint him.ā
Friday and Will shared another look of quiet amusement at the antics next door as Friday stroked his shaft. Fridayās hands had the same soft, pillow-like quality that her lips did. Her skin was smooth as satin, and she stroked him with the same confident slowness that she did everything else. She knee-walked even closer, looking up at him and leaning in, telegraphing her intent and sending a tingle of anticipation up his spine. Her lips parted and he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock just before her hot lips closed around him and inch by inch of his shaft disappeared into her mouth.
She slid down his length, rolling her tongue along the bottom of his cock until he reached the back of her mouth. Instead of stopping, she opened her mouth again and pushed a little further, working him deeper, pushing the sensitive head of his cock into the tightness of the entrance to her throat. He gasped. She didnāt have the same effortlessness Bella did when she took him so deeply, but the way she was struggling a bit with it caused contractions and movements that were impressively pleasurable.
She held him there, only two inches shy of as far as was possible to go, working the entrance to her throat back and forth over his cock head, sounding like she was noisily drinking. Her eyes never left his. She bobbed there, trying over and over to work him further into her mouth and then backing off again, bobbing the furthest half-inch of him to her limit. Heād never felt anything like it.
After nearly a minute she finally released him with a gasp and a satisfied grin.
āHoly fuck,ā Will said, realizing heād forgotten to breathe for a bit too.
āWell that sounded entertaining,ā Bella said from the other tent.
āBella!ā came Jack's shocked admonition.
āWhat?ā Bella protested. āI saw your face. You were listening just as hard as I was.ā
āI was worried she was choking!ā Jack protested again.
Will and Friday couldnāt hold their laughter in any longer. It burst forth and echoed through both tents. They faintly heard Jackās indignant exhale of protest. Friday slid Willās shaft back into her mouth again, slowly taking him as far as she could, and then sliding back again.
āIām done here,ā Bella said. āHope this works. Iāve never done a siphon spell off of an Asura before.ā
āIt pulls from the energies of arousal, yes?ā Quinn asked.
āYup,ā Bella said.
āMy arousal mirrors that of my mistress,ā Quinn explained. āIf your ritual works on her, it should work on me as well.ā
āSo Iām going to get a double dose of Jack juice,ā Bella said, impressed and interested at what she was learning. āIāll go so we can get started.ā
āFinall-mmmmph!ā Jackās voice became abruptly muffled. Will felt a strange mess of jealousy, erotic thrill, and amusement as he pictured the two women kissing.
āIām really looking forward to listening to him fuck you,ā Bella purred when their long kiss finally broke.
āOut, you impossible minx!ā Jack laughed breathlessly.
āImpossible minx,ā Bella repeated. āI like that one.ā
The pause hung heavy in the air while he and Friday waited for the witch to return. She didnāt.
āBella?ā Jack asked after a moment, sounding a bit confused.
āWhat?ā Bella asked.
āAre you out there?ā Jack asked. āAre youā¦ spying?ā
āI just noticed how the lantern puts you in silhouette. Itās sexy,ā Bella explained. āCan you come a little more this way so the light is more behind you?ā
āBella!ā Jack protested.
āFine!ā Bella huffed. A moment later she slipped back into Willās tent. She was grinning in amusement, but her face slipped into wonderment as she stared at the two of them for a moment. Fridayās hands were still resting on Willās thighs. His erection was inches from her face. His hand cradled the back of her head, right at the top of her neck. He stood tall in the center of the tent, his head nearly touching the lantern. The light played off their bodies, highlighting the lines of his muscles and her curves. The white sigils and the Doctorās snake tattoos gave them both a mystical contrast that took Bellaās breath away.
āWow,ā she breathed. They gave her a curious look. She laughed at herself. āMind if I join you?ā
Ā
Ā