55: The Hall of the Luminous, Part Twenty

The Hall of the Luminous, Part Twenty

A/N: Lewdness inbound. If you've read my other works, you know I like to give a little warning before these types of scenes, so, yeah. Very NSFW chapter. You've been warned!

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Despite how quickly Neve agreed to this, there was still one somewhat inconvenient problem. 

Neither she nor Ahlakan had any experience.

Neve was unclear on what exactly she was supposed to do. Her heart felt like it was bouncing off her ribcage, ricocheting from one place to another in her chest, endlessly. 

"Um..." Ahlakan said, standing up. "Perhaps we should start by taking our clothes off." 

"Right." 

Neve tried to think of this mechanically. Logically. 

[It's... It's just a little bit of stress relief. Besides, she's not even "real". She's an NPC. Don't take it so seriously,] she told herself. 

As Ahlakan removed the garb she had on, Neve placed her Priestess outfit back in her Inventory. 

That left her standing in front of Ahlakan wearing... nothing. Her boobs, suddenly not being held up anymore, dropped a little as Ahlakan glanced over at her. Her eyes naturally fell on them. 

"Heh," she giggled, "these things do confuse me." 

"What, these?" Neve asked, pointing at her chest. 

"Indeed. What is the point of them?" 

"Uh, well, they're supposed to store milk."

"Milk?" 

"A... drink. You haven't heard of it?" 

"No. What is the point in teaching someone who will likely never get to eat much what kinds of drinks and foods exist?" 

"... Right." 

Hesitantly, Ahlakan stepped toward her. 

"May I?" She asked quietly, pointing down at Neve's chest. 

"Help yourself," the healer replied with a shrug.

Gently, the woman began to feel them. Neve looked away, unable to handle the embarrassment. She felt the girl's hands kneading and groping them, softly but still with a tangible curiosity behind her motions. 

It didn't help her heart at all to have the girl touching her like this. 

"Soft," Ahlakan stated. "Quite soft. They feel nice to touch. I almost wish I had some of my own, now," she said with a laugh.

"Not if you had to deal with my back pain, you wouldn't," Neve muttered, though she smiled at her remark. 

Those hands roamed down, though, and Neve flinched, having not been ready for that. Ahlakan touched her waist, then, her hands fully set on taking in and appreciating Neve's figure. 

[... God, this is embarrassing.] 

The reaction occurring between Neve's legs, though, hinted at the fact that it wasn't exactly bad, though. Just embarrassing. 

As Ahlakan's hands remained on Neve's hips. 

"I did not think I would ever get an opportunity like this. I have no idea where to start. What to do." 

Inhaling deeply, Neve's half-lidded eyes briefly found the girl's own before she looked away and suggested:

"How about a kiss, then?" 

That question pulled Ahlakan's eyes up from her body.

Neve hugged herself, looking back at her meekly. 

"A kiss? On the lips?" 

"Yeah, where else? My p-"

[Wait, that might actually happen,] she thought, cutting herself off. 

It wouldn't be her first kiss. On the lips, anyway. No, that had been taken some years ago, by one of those camera-holding bitches back then, but maybe, just maybe, she could use this to push that memory out. 

She hoped she could do that, anyway. 

"... A-Alright," Ahlakan replied, nodding. Let's try it." 

It was as the other woman took a step closer that it finally hit Neve like a roundhouse kick from a professional MMA fighter that this was, in fact, happening. 

[How did we get here?] Neve asked herself. [I barely know this girl! I just wanted to talk about making some potions! And now, I'm...] She inhaled sharply. [I'm here. Did the Forces That Be make this happen? Was this scripted somehow? Is all of this just because they want to be entertained watching me flounder my way through sex? Why-] 

Her internal rambling was cut off by a pair of soft, purple lips. 

It didn't last long at all, as Ahlakan pulled away almost as soon as she'd closed the distance. But, it was all Neve needed to push away every other thought that had been running in circles in Neve's skull. 

[... Holy shit,] she thought, reaching up with her index finger and feeling her own lips. [Holy fuck.] 

"Are you al-"

It was Ahlakan's turn to get cut off then, as Neve walked forward and kissed the other girl on her own. 

Except, this time, they lingered. Clumsily, their lips danced as Ahlakan's hands began roaming Neve's body. As for the healer herself, all she could do was keep her hands on Ahlakan's shoulders to steady herself. 

"Hah..." Neve pulled away with a gasp. "I stopped breathing." 

"... Did you like it?" 

Hesitantly, Neve nodded. 

"Then... Would you like to expand on this with me?" The other girl asked, pulling Neve to the bed. 

She spread her legs then, in front of Neve. 

The healer couldn't think of what else to do but to accept the invitation. 

In the midst of all of this though, the two of them had forgotten a crucial fact. 

The door had still been left open. 

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{Erin}

The lamia was tired.

She'd been practicing for what felt like at least a couple of hours now. Her arms were sore, and even her tail's movements had gotten slower. 

And yet, the smile that had appeared on her face during this training session had yet to fade. 

After disarming another opponent, the soldiers around her clapped. 

"You are an absolute beast," Carlen said, stepping forward. "Where did you learn to fight like that?" 

"I had very good trainers," she replied. "The best that money could pay for." 

Some of the training she'd done in the past flashed in front of her mind, then. She could recall the days she spent out in the fields, sparring with her elders, almost perfectly. The way sweat rolled down her body, the smell of the gardens nearby being carried to the training yards by the wind, the sun embracing her body. 

However, she wondered why she could recall these things. 

Thinking about it logically, just going off what she'd heard about summons from her sorcerer friends, it didn't make sense that she could remember so much of her life like this. It would be more convenient for both her and Neve if she only had the skills she gained from those years of training, without the unnecessary memories. 

All that having those memories did was make her wish she wasn't a summon. Why would Neve want her to feel like that? Assuming she was the one who allowed Erin to keep her memories, of course. 

She had no answer. 

"I would like to fight you a few more times before you and that mage get yourselves killed in the Infested Hall," one of the soldiers said. 

"Has the skill that I've displayed not granted you some confidence that we will be able to achieve our goal?" Erin asked. 

"Not at all. Not because you're not skilled, but... We've been trying to take those monsters down for years. I have a hard time picturing you succeeding, Erin." 

"I hope you do, though," another one added. "Would be fun to get to spar some more. Outside of here, in the fields of grass, under the sun." 

Erin herself was already missing the outside world. Ever since Neve told her about her true nature, the time she'd spent here had felt like an eternity. 

This prompted a thought to bubble up from her consciousness. 

[... Will Neve want to continue the assault on that temple today? I should go ask. I should tell her about the Techniques I learned, as well.] 

"I think I'm done for today," she suddenly announced. 

"Alright. Get some rest, then. It was fun," Carlen said and Erin bowed at the others, bidding goodbye. 

With that, she began slithering back to Minerva's home. 

Of course, Erin had not yet memorized the layout of this city, but she still knew where to go.

She'd realized something when Neve separated herself from her, and that was that, even if Neve specifically instructed that she was to continue doing whatever it was that she was doing, in this case, training, Erin felt a pull to her. 

It was like Neve was a source of light in the darkness. She could just... tell where she was, for some reason. 

That feeling, that connection to the mage, was a reminder of what she was, unfortunately. 

As she returned to Minerva's house, she found that the living room was empty. 

[... Maybe she went to sleep.] 

Stairs made for people with legs and feet were somewhat tricky to use for Erin, but she managed it well enough. 

As she reached the second floor, a sound came to her ears. 

"Oh, God," she heard her summoner moan out, followed by a series of breathy, high moans. 

The instant that she did, she stopped. 

Erin had been called a lot of things over the course of her life. Before she ended up in that cage, she'd lived the life of a hedonistic princess, after all. A self-aware hedonistic princess. It didn't seem like Neve knew about this side of her, but it was there, in her memories. 

Arrogant, overconfident, irritating, immature, etc. All of these words had been lobbed at her on occasion. 

Innocent had never been one of them, though. 

The instant that she heard her host, she guessed what was happening. And, as she slithered toward the half-opened door to the left, she saw that she'd guessed right. 

She found her summoner laid out on the bed with her eyes closed and her legs spread so wide Erin worried she was hurting, while Ahlakan dove between them, licking away at her. 

Erin just raised a brow, smirking a little. 

[... She rejected me before, but she accepts a complete stranger?] She thought as a symphony of lewd noises reached her ears, composed of moans, slurps, and panting. [Though... I suppose one could argue we are strangers as well.] 

Uninterested, Erin slithered quietly to the room on the right. Neve's room.

[Yes. I guess you could say we are strangers.] She laid her upper half on the bed, with her tail coiled up by the side of the bed, staring up at the ceiling. [And, now, I find myself wanting to change that. But... Is that a genuine feeling I have, or is it only because I am her summon?] 

She sighed. 

[I wish I knew the answer to that. What parts of my thoughts are "me" and what parts are "Erin, the summon"? I just don't know.] 

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{Neve}

For someone who hadn't done this before, Ahlakan's tongue certainly felt like it was experienced. 

The way it danced on her clit had Neve's back arching every couple of laps. The way her tongue poked out from her mouth a little longer than Neve believed a regular human's would teased Neve's mind, producing thoughts of what that tongue might do if it committed to going inside of her. 

Already, every minor dragging of that organ over her lower lips sent electric shocks throughout Neve's body. 

What else could be experienced here? 

Opening her eyes, she looked down and appreciated the view she was being graced with. 

To an extent, all of this almost felt like a pre-death gift. As though the Forces That Be thought she would lose during the next 10 waves of the Hall of the Luminous and figured they'd give her this as a final meal before inevitability struck. 

If that was the case, well...

It was a decent enough gift. She couldn't deny that.

[Oh my God, this is so good!] 

Ahlakan went about her business with utmost focus and concentration, only glancing up every now and then to gauge Neve's reaction to her actions. 

It made Neve feel a little guilty that she'd mostly played the part of the lazy starfish so far, laid out and doing absolutely nothing as Ahlakan went to work, but at the same time, to her inexperienced eyes, it looked like Ahlakan was enjoying herself. 

Raising up her left hand, Ahlakan stuck two of the four fingers on it inside of Neve. It was such an odd feeling. One she'd all but given up on when the Unity Trials had begun. One she couldn't believe she was discovering in an underground, alien city. 

Just before Neve could feel an orgasm building up, Ahlakan stopped her actions. 

She'd noticed something out of the corner of her eye. 

"Oh, the door's open." 

The instant that she took her hand and tongue away, standing up to go close it, Neve was tempted to pull her back down and keep things going. 

As Ahlakan walked back to the bed, she did not return to her position between Neve's legs but instead mounted the human. 

Their lips met. Their earlier clumsiness swapped with a deep sense of lust from both sides. Their mutual need for some release made itself known in the way their tongues clashed.  2

After a while, Ahlakan crawled up the bed, her knees making their way up the sides of Neve's body until they flanked her head. 

The message wasn't hard to read. As Ahlakan lowered her hips, Neve stuck her own tongue out and began returning the favor to the woman, her hands anchoring her by pulling down on her thighs. 

There were a few differences between the nulin and humans. Their eyes, their hands, their slender, tall bodies. But, one thing was the same as Neve discovered as her chin touched Ahlakan's pussy and that was that both kind's women had a tendency of getting wet when they were horny. 

In Ahlakan's case, though, Neve almost felt like she was excessively so. 

Despite that, she tried her hardest to do for the woman what she'd done for her. 

Up until Ahlakan pushed her away briefly so that she could turn her body around. As she allowed Neve to resume then, she lowered her own mouth back between Neve's legs and did the same, simultaneously. 

With her arms around Ahlakan's back and a mouthful of pussy, all of Neve's worries were allowed to fade away, if only just for now. 

"Mmm!" 

She gave a muffled moan as, suddenly, she felt that wave of pleasure from before beginning to build once more. 

This time, it wasn't interrupted, though. 

Doing her best to speed up her tongue as her own pleasure built up, Neve's toes curled. She brought her knees up, almost wanting to lock her legs around Ahlakan's head and pull her down deeper. 

"MMMNN!" 

Marked by the clenching of her muscles and shocks that spread all throughout her body, she came. 

She came hard too. Maybe it was her body's way of trying to subtly tell her what she'd been missing out on all this time. And, in doing so, it had told Ahlakan the same. 

The nulin woman's orgasm came soon after Neve's, as the human's tongue had only briefly stopped its motions. 

Neve's face ended up drenched, as though a bucket of water that smelled faintly sweet had been poured over her. She didn't judge Ahlakan too harshly for it. She'd been trapped in this city for who knows how long, so she could be allowed such a reaction. 

[Well...] Neve thought. [Holy fuck.] 

They didn't go for a second round. 

"Are you sure you wish to stop here?" Ahlakan asked as they both put their clothes back on. 

"Yeah. Gotta have something to look forward to for clearing out the Infested Hall," Neve replied with a little smirk. 

Ahlakan sat down on the edge of the bed next to her.

"If you truly do manage to do this, I am afraid I will end up being part of a long line of grateful, needy women." 

"I'll pull you to the front. It's fine," Neve replied. 

In truth, she mostly just didn't want to let this distract her too much from her main goal. If she tried to get another taste of this girl, she wasn't sure she'd be able to prevent that from happening. 

"Tomorrow, do you want to go do that potion stuff?"

"Certainly," Ahlakan replied. "I... I now have more reasons to want to see you succeed." 

"Same here." 

Neve walked out of the room and went back to her own. 

Only to find Erin laying on her bed, bored. 

"Had fun?" 

Instantly, Neve's face reddened. 

"You..."

"The door was nearly wide open. Of course, I saw you two," Erin replied before Neve could even ask. 

"... Yeah," Neve sighed, responding to the lamia's question. "I did." 

Erin's eyes narrowed for a moment. 

"Good."

"Yeah, it was great."

"... Wonderful."

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