Stupid Sexy Cryptids [Patreon Exclusive 18+ chaps] : [Ch 57, 58, 59]

57: Triangle 

I looked at Shady, who was tilting her head curiously, then back at Nexxali. "Nexy, you're high on catnip. And Shady's... getting better but still not exactly herself right now. That's probably not the best combination for getting into a… polyamorous triangle relationship.”

“You think that my feelings aren't real just because I’m high?” Nexxali tisked, straightening her posture. "Fine." Her voice rippled with compulsion-laced resonance. "Nexxali Everrim, restore full cognitive function."

Her pupils contracted sharply, the foggy looseness in her movements tightening into something more controlled. She blinked several times, then focused on me.

"There," she said. She turned to Shady and extended her paw. "M’kay. Before we get to any fun stuff… My Princess, I wish to formalize what we discussed at the lakeshore."

Shady studied her for a moment. "Cat wishes to be circle of our circle? Forever?"

"Forever," Nexxali agreed. "I'm certain of it now. You and Ash are exactly what I want."

Shady nodded.

Nexali turned to me with a more serious expression. “Say, why is the Princess like this? How long has she been ranting about circles?”

“About two days now,” I sighed. “It’s something she’s done to herself to hide her Astral imprint from her family.”

“Hrmmm. If you allow me to command you, my voice might help you, my Lady?” the serval offered. “I promise to put my entire Skill into it wholeheartedly!”

“Yes.” Shady nodded. "Shady… permits cat to boss her tonight."

Nexxali's voice once again became entwined with itself: "Aquillianne Quantivia Frontenachii, by your permission, I command you: reconnect what was severed. Become whole. Let your thoughts flow clearer. Lean on my voice and fully open your mind for support! Use me to fully fill in all that is missing in your understanding. Nexxali, entwine your mind with Aquillianne, become an extension of her mind!”

She slid into Shady’s lap and closed her eyes. The Frontenachii Princess wrapped her dark hands around the naked serval. She then stared at me with wide, silver eyes.

“Did it work?” I asked.

“Yep.” She nodded after a minute of silence, sounding more like her old self.

“Are you back?”

“Maybe I am, maybe I'm not…” She mused.

“Shady,” I said. “That's not helping."

“I was never gone, you know,” Shady supplied after another unnervingly deep and long pause. “Never ever. Just… a bit off. Sideways. Still am, I suppose. Just less so, thanks to this one. Sweet, lost, lonely, sad kitten.” She began kneading Nexalli who started to purr.

She fell silent once again, seemingly organizing her thoughts.

“Your plan failed,” I pointed out what had been gnawing at me since Shady stopped being coherent. “The Frontenachii found us.”

“They found this Earth, but not where I am. Honestly, I have no idea what my plan even was,” Shady shrugged, tilting her head slightly. “There’s a permanent gap in my memories. The last thing I remember was watching the Lampshade Podcast at Skyfall and getting very pissed off. Pissed off enough to…”

“To what?”

“I have no idea,” she shrugged. “Pissed off to run away from Omnithornia to a world without magic? To hang out with my kobold bestie? Do you have a complaint or something? I feel like things kind of worked out… not just for us but for a few others from the Third fleet. We’re together and we have a bossy kitten.” She patted Nexxali. 

“Uh-huh. There’s a fleet in orbit harvesting people.” I pointed out.

“And you’re doing something about it, are you not, Emperor mine?” She asked. “Honestly, I’m hella impressed. You’ve done… so much in so little time. Impressed and bothered. What’s up with all these thirsty girls hovering around you? ‘Specially this one. Soooo much thirst.” She squeezed Nexxali tightly, making the purring cat let out a bothered ‘miyowrl’ noise.

“I’m blaming you for that one,” I said. “If you didn’t chop my mind in two, I wouldn’t be able to stand up to North, or Nexxali, or Galateya. Since you lost your mind, I’ve seriously done nothing but repel vampire, cat and dragon advances, struggling to stay alive by the skin of my teeth.”

“Fine, fine,” Shady relaxed, resting her dark skull-head between Nexxali’s big, fluffy ears. “You get to live.”

“How generous.”

Both of us fell silent, staring at each other.

“Ashy,” she said finally, “I'm sorry. I messed up pretty bad, I… think.”

“What did you even expect to happen?” I asked.

Her hand reached out to mine, squeezing tight. “I expected for us to be together. The rest is… irrelevant details. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy… I think. That's how true friendship works, right… BFF?”

“What about her?” I asked, pointing at the naked serval in Shady's lap.

“Hrmm?” 

“Yes,” Nexxali opened a single eye. “What about me? How do you feel about me now that I've reconnected your scrambled thoughts into a coherent state? Does our deal still stand, my Lady?”

“The deal stands,” Shady said. 

“You don't think that it's… weird?” I wondered. “Polyamorous relationships are pretty rare for humans.”

“I’m not a human, so not really,” Shady shrugged. “In Omnithornia the Omnid female to male ratio is two to one. Usually two girls share one male through an arranged marriage. One Omnid female serves as the Family’s Prima handling income, while the second becomes a Hearth Keeper taking care of the household compound. Sometimes it is more than three, if the triangle can find truly devoted Knights and kobolds.”

“Nexxali is devoted to us then?” I wondered.

The serval girl nodded.

“She is,” Shady affirmed, stroking Nexxali's head. “Our kitten might not outright show it, but she is incredibly desperate for affection. She's never had a genuine relationship, never been offered a collar with hearts. She's head over claws in love with you and will never ever let you go.”

“Dang,” I let out. “That much in love?”

“I'd say… she's around two hundred percent all in,” Shady said, silver eyes lighting up. “Mostly because binding herself to me as kobold would really tear through her fleet servitude contract and she'll finally be able to sing, relax, have fun and get high whenever she wants to without horrible consequences. With us in charge, she feels that she'll finally be able to be… herself.”

Nexxali nodded, hugging Shady's arm.

“What about the others?” I asked.

“The vamp is very impressed with you changing the entire world for her sake, infecting the Earth with a new fungi, just so she can go out to karaoke with her sister,” Shady said. “Her devotion to us is around ten percent, mixed with sadness of losing her family. Plus she's scared of you and me. That's why she didn't come to our room like this one.”

“Her loss,” Nexxali shrugged.

“And Galateya?”

“The dragon has feelings for you, but she's also very bothered by your incessant lies. I'd rate her affection for you at ten, fifteen percent at most. Not enough for me to embrace her yet as our Hearth Keeper.”

“Aight,” I said. “Glad to have you back, Shades.”

“Glad to be back,” she smiled. “Thankfully, whatever the fuck I did to myself was fairly easy to fix with a devoted, talented Charmer, meaning that it was some kind of an Astral-affecting memetic weapon. Basically, as long as I am near this kitten and we both have mana, I'll be able to sink my brain hooks fully into her and… think clearly, and use her mind as a secondary processor since mine’s still about half scrambled.”

I nodded.

“Hands please,” Shady ordered. 

I offered her my hands. 

“You too, kitty.”

Nexxali offered her hands. The Frontenachii Princess used her sharp black claws to quickly slice dagaz runes into our palms.

“You already know what to say Ashy,” she grinned at me. “Go on.”

I looked at the rune bleeding across my hands.

"By the ancient Omnid laws,” I began, “I Ashcroft Julian Clifford accept... Aquianne Quantivia Frontenachii and Nexxali Everrim as my equals, bound by the power of Aquianne’s fractal engine heart, by our blood and soul… with the option for others to join our circle!"

Shady nodded with a smile. 

She and Nexxali spoke together next, almost as one, repeating the words. Shady squeezed my right hand with her left. Her right hand entwined itself with Nexxali’s right hand. My left hand gripped Nexxali's left hand.

"In every world," we spoke together. “Across eternity.”

Again, a violet curtain of stars draped itself across reality. 

As I stared at the surreal endless constellations, I found Nexxali licking my bleeding palms. Then she sprayed the cuts with a small, dark bottle of something and placed a hexagonal-textured sphere in my hand.

“What the—” I blinked.

“Insurance,” she said. “Got it from the Corpse Seeker while you were cooking us steaks. A Lazarus bracelet. I’ll bring you back if you die.”

“Is this thing going to track me?” I wondered.

“No,” Nexxali replied. “The bracelet’s only function is resurrection.”

“It's a Divine-tier magitech that the Frontenachii stole from Omnithornia, which in turn stole it from another corpse world,” Shady added. “Omnids themselves have no idea how it works, just that it does.”

“Will it even work on me?” I wondered.

“It worked on the three presidents our Scruts executed. They all got resurrected and then spliced apart into wall art for their resistance against the Frontenachii Aegis. It’ll basically hold onto your soul and bring you back via an incarnator temple up on the fleet,” Nexxali said. “Your body is not magical, so you’ll probably lose a month or two and some memories. I’ll be there for you, promise. Just say ‘bind me’.”

I looked at Shady. 

“It'll be fine,” she said. “I got one too, see?” A barely visible flat, hexagonal-textured bracelet appeared on her right wrist. 

“Bind me,” I said.

The ball unfolded into a centipede-like thing that rapidly slithered around my wrist and then dug into my hand, making me wince. Then the pain vanished, replaced with pulsating warmth. The bracelet became two dimensional hexagons circling my wrist.

“There, you’re extra safe now… if we break you tonight,” Nexxali purred. 

Shady nodded.

“Break me ho—” I wasn't able to finish my words as I found my mouth entwined with Nexxali’s.

The kiss deepened, her slightly rough tongue exploring my mouth with urgent hunger. Her paws gripped my shoulders, claws pricking just enough to send sparks down my spine. I accepted the kiss and pulled her closer, hands sliding along her furred back, feeling the muscles beneath.

Shady watched us. “Mmmm… moving fast are we?”

Our lips parted with a soft, lingering pull, and Nexxali's golden eyes locked onto mine, sparkling with liquid desire that made my pulse thunder in my ears. She tasted like catnip and pasta, her breath warm against my skin as she hovered just inches away, fur brushing my skin.

“Mrrrrr," she let out huskily. 

I breathlessly traced the curve of her hips where they flared out into powerful thighs, the few-degree higher warmth of her body seeping into me like sunlight after a summer rainstorm. Then I glanced at Shady. The cryptid stared at us making out with luminous silver pools, elongated skull tilting in curious fascination.

Shady's claws flexed against the sheets, and she let out a low, rumbling sound. "Undress him,” she ordered. “Slowly. Make it a show."

Nexxali's ears perked up, and she shot Shady a sly grin over her shoulder. "As you command, my Lady." She slowly removed the tie, then tugged the shirt’s fabric up over my head and tossed it aside with a satisfied hum.

"Here we go. Much better. Now, about the pants..." Her fingers worked at my belt, unbuckling it with a click.

She tugged the leather free from the loops in one smooth motion before popping open the button of my pants and easing down the zipper, her eyes never leaving mine as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband. 

With deliberate slowness, she peeled the fabric down my hips, revealing the growing evidence of my arousal straining against my boxers.

Nexxali purred appreciatively, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she dragged the pants all the way off my legs, leaving me exposed except for that last barrier. She traced a claw lightly along the bulge, sending a shiver through me, before slipping her fingers beneath the elastic and sliding the boxers down as well, freeing my erection to stand rigid in the cool air of the room.

She leaned in close, her breath hot against my skin, and pressed her body against me, her full breasts flattening softly against my chest, the fine fur covering them tickling as her nipples hardened into points.

Our mouths met again in a deeper kiss, tongues intertwining with increasing urgency, feline roughness contrasting with my smoothness as we explored each other. I cupped one of her breasts, feeling the weight and softness yield to my squeeze, thumb circling the pert, dark nipple until she moaned into my mouth. 

"Mmmm… so much smooth skin," she panted, briefly breaking away.

58: Teasing Words

I grinned back at her. "Speak for yourself, it's like making out with a living blanket with teeth." 

She nipped playfully at my lower lip in response. "Careful, or this blanket just might smother you."

Shady reached for the edge of her hexasuit, and tapped the center. “

Fold hexasuit,” she whispered.

The black material responded by folding inward on itself in geometric patterns until it condensed into a single compact hexagon, which Shady placed neatly beside Nexxali's one on the dresser. 

Now fully bare, the Omnid leaned forward, panting slightly. I looked at her and then froze.

I’ve seen Shady naked before. Hell, she shamelessly walked all around Yumland shopping with me. But it was like… like she was somehow censored by her black down fur and feathers before. Like the part of my brain that was supposed to be affected by her nakedness simply wasn’t able to perceive her sexuality properly.

Now I definitely could.

Her nipples were the size of large grapes, dark and pointy, standing out of her breasts. Dark, flower-like, very prominent female anatomy presented itself between her legs, glistening in the dim lighting.

I stared. “What the hell?”

“What?” Shady asked cheekily. “Haven’t seen a naked Wendigo before?”

“I did and I swear you didn’t have nipples before,” I said. “And your crotch was flat. Like… flat, dark and fuzzy. Nothing, no details. There’s… definitely something there now.”

“She’s messing with you,” Nexxali chortled. “It’s the Wendigo Omnid Phase-shift.”

“Like Gataleya?” I guessed. Shady made a mildly bothered noise at the mention of the dragon.

“Yep,” Nexxali explained. “The Wendigo Phase-shift is on the lower end, but good enough to hide… some stuff.”

“It's… Handy for hunting. Sorry… I can’t hide away my skull-face,” Shady lamented. 

“Why is your face a problem?” I asked, admiring her curves and newly revealed feminine bits. “I mean… It’s just who you are, Shades. I got used to it over the years so it definitely doesn't bother me now.”

"I suppose it has its advantages,” she fretted, glowing eye orbs flashing to the side. “Though… most of them have to do with terrorising and tearing others into shreds."

“Wait a minute,” Nexxali butted in with a cheeky smile. “Are you… shy? The star that turns a thousand ships, the great Frontenachii Prima is… a… vi—”

“Oi, cat, finish that dumb sentence and I will chew your face off,” Shady growled. She crossed her arms, sitting back on her knees.

I stared at her as Nexxali hid behind me, whiskers twitching.

“Ashy,” Shady looked at me. “I have to admit something kind of silly…”

“Yes?” I asked.

“I’ve no idea how to actually kiss you with this thing,” she confessed, tapping her skull-face with a claw.

“Oh wow,” Nexxali commented. “This is way worse than I expected. Have you really never made out with anyone, my Lady? Surely, you must have had plenty of suitors at the Academy?”

Shady fell silent.

“I won’t judge or make fun,” the serval said. “Promise.”

“Likewise,” I said.

Shady let out a long huff. “Okay,” she said, lowering her arms and releasing her ample chest. “Confession time. Not actually a virgin. Just a Frontenachii heir who got into some... Things. Abyss, this is so fucking embarrassing.”

“What’s embarrassing?” I asked.

“My… dating life,” Shady covered her face with her dark claws.

“Uh-huh,” Nexxali smirked, staring very intently at the Wendigo’s glistening crotch. “Look,” she whispered to me. “I think that someone’s getting turned on, but is too shy to do anything about it. Okay! I think I know what to do here!”

“Yeah?” I asked, glancing at the sudden very embarrassed-looking Wendigo.

“Yeah. Why don’t we turn all this tension into… something fun,” Nexxali purred, “It’s not fair that only Shady gets to suffer here. I think that we all need to open up. So! Let’s all share… embarrassing stories. No touching, just talking.”

“No touching?” The Wendigo asked. “But how are we…”

“Shh,” Nexali grinned. “Ashy, lie down.”

The serval pulled me down onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress. She climbed up, straddling my face, her crotch hovering inches above my lips, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from her. Her feminine scent filled my senses, and I fought to keep my breathing steady, each exhale brushing against her.

“Shady, you sit on Ashy,” the devious Marshal reached over, guiding the Omnid with an encouraging tug until the Wendigo straddled my hips, her midsection resting lightly atop my crotch. “Riiiiight here. Like that. Perfect.”

Shady’s weight pressed down, her slick heat teasing against me, sending a jolt through my body. I gritted my teeth, trying to focus as Nexxali’s tail wiggled side to side.

“No touching,” she repeated with a giggle. “Just… sharing stories. You start, Ash. Tell us some embarrassing dating deets!”

I swallowed hard, my breath grazing Nexxali’s folds, making her twitch above me slightly. 

“Right then,” I began. “My high school dating life was pretty much non-existent. I went on my first date at nineteen. A girl from Seattle. She was writing a… fantasy book. I met her online and told her that her book was very interesting, even designed a cover for it since she had no idea how to use Photoshop. After a week of dating where each date required me to drive from Portland for way too fucking long, I asked her to move in with me. She got scared and told me that we should remain friends.”

“Pffff,” Nexxali breathed out. “That’s… a cute start.” Beads of moisture glistened across her folds, her body responding to my breath. “What else?”

“Freshman year,” I forced myself to focus, “I tried to impress this girl in my circuits class. Built her a custom LED display to spell out her name. Thought it’d be romantic. Except I fucked up the voltage, and when I plugged it in during a presentation, it fried the old breakers. Right in the engineering building lobby. The power went out. Everyone saw it.”

Shady let out a sharp laugh, her hips wiggling slightly, the movement dragging her slickness across me. A low moan escaped her, sending a pulse of arousal through my body. “Really?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I continued, my breath brushing Nexxali’s labia again, making her tail lash and her thighs tremble. “Sophomore year was worse. Dated this… uhhh… philosophy major who insisted we only communicate through written notes for a week. Said it was to ‘explore non-verbal connection.’ Turns out, she was writing notes to three other guys. We all showed up at the same coffee shop with our notebooks, looking like idiots.”

Nexxali giggled, her body shifting, a drop of her arousal glistening as it threatened to drip onto my face. “That’s… hilarious and also kind of impressive logistics,” she murmured, wiggling as my breath teased her again. Her claws dug into the sheets, hips quivering.

“Junior year,” I went on, “I went on this one Tinder date. The girl spent the whole time pitching me her essential oils MLM. Pulled out a PowerPoint at the restaurant on her laptop. I got trapped there with my burger, watching slides about lavender’s ‘healing properties.’ Wasn’t really sure what to do. Just nodded and smiled for like an hour.” 

My breath teased Nexxali as I spoke, making her gasp softly.

Shady’s laughter deepened, her body rocking slightly, her labia sliding against me with agonizing slowness. A soft, needy moan slipped from her, and I could feel her growing wetter, the heat pooling where our bodies met. 

“So… did you ever succeed at bedding a human female?” Nexxali wondered.

“Yeah,” I said. “Dated five other girls after. None lasted longer than two weeks though. Nothing embarrassing there, things just didn’t work out. Was told that I'm too clingy or demand too much too fast.”

Nexxali wiggled more, her body trembling as she fought to focus. “Okay, my turn! My dating life’s way worse,” she let out. “I signed up with the Frontenachii fleet on a shit contract at sixteen and only realised how shit it was waaaay after. I wasn't even allowed a consort until my ranking rose.”

“So, what’d you do?” I asked, making her whimper above me.

“I… Ahh… Focused on becoming the best. After the passing years, I got… lonely. So I… started experimenting. On myself.” Her hips twitched.

“Experimenting how?” Shady asked breathlessly.

“I ordered myself to feel good,” Nexxali admitted, her words punctuated by a soft whimper. “To feel loved. Held. To dream of… perfect love.”

“Dang,” I said, making her shudder.

“Yeah,” she said. “It was fine at first. I had some really nice passion-packed lucid dreams. Thought that it was the perfect solution to not having a genuine relationship. Nope.”

“What happened?” I asked, making her mewl above me.

“Uhrm… I… the thing is,” she said. “The pradavarian female mana gland releases liquid mana when a prad girl has a wet dream. I’ve been having lots of sex with lucid dream-manifested, perfect partners in my dreams, see?”

“And?”

“And eventually I… uhhhh… way over-saturated my quarters in… ambient, wild magic,” she said. “It built up gradually day by day… until one morning the air in my quarters ignited. The explosion took out half of my fur and fried the wards.” 

Another drop of her arousal formed, her muscles visibly clenching. “I, umm… Filed it as a… meditation… ahh… training accident. Except, Kawathra used her chart bullshit skills and figured out what happened and… Ahh! …Shamed me endlessly for like a whole year. Slayer!”

“That’s awful,” Shady giggled.

“Uhh… Would your quarters still explode if you were with a partner?” I asked.

“Mmmm… nope,” she said. “It only happened because I was… repressing things so hard, pining after… imaginary things. With a real partner the liquid mana acts in more positive ways, subtly assists with the relationship and… stuff.”

Shady’s silver eyes softened, but her body betrayed her, a low, rumbling moan escaping as she shifted, her wetness coating my entire crotch. “That’s pretty embarrassing,” she said, her voice thick as she pressed her folds against my shaft.

“It gets worse,” Nexxali panted, her thighs shaking as she struggled to hold her position. “I kept doing it. For decades. Not just in my quarters. At random locations in the ship. Half daydreaming. Ordering myself to… imagine being loved. Wanted. Hugged. Fucked. Creating these… wild fantasies. Each one more elaborate than the last.” Her voice cracked, a bead of her arousal finally dripping onto my chin, her body shuddering. “Edging myself at random to feel less lonely. Sad, right?”

“Kind of hot if anything,” I admitted. “Especially if you were in your Marshal uniform.”

“Mrrrrr… I… I guess,” she breathed out, her entire body arching out. “Mmmm… Ahhh! Okay… that’s good ssssharing right? Are you ready to talk about your… Embarrassing ‘ships now, Princess?”

“Yeah, alright,” Starshade said. “After I lost track of you, Ashy… after a decade… I started dating at Skyfall Academy.”

“Let me guess, it wasn’t… ahh… normal?” Nexxali asked, her voice a needy whimper, hips twitching, arousal dripping steadily now.

“Definitely not normal. I dated… DeathSeekers,” Shady said, her words punctuated by a sharp moan as she wiggled harder against me. “Highborn Omnids… idiots who think dying over and over makes you stronger. The first one was a Quetzalcoatl. We hunted each other in the Shadowplanes. Dark caverns where reality’s thin. Winner got to kill the loser. I won more. My Wendigo side loved terrorizing him, but it wasn’t… very intimate. Just brutal violence.” Her hips rocked harder, her wetness pooling, her moans turning into soft gasps. “No kisses only… flesh chomping bites. Eventually, I got bored of chasing and murdering him.”

“That’s fucked up,” I said, my breath shaky as Nexxali’s entire labia quivered above me, her arousal dripping onto my lips, the taste sharp and intoxicating.

“Second was…” Shady continued, her voice shaking, her body grinding faster, slick and hot against me. “A Thunderbird. We built magitek death machines. Spell-guided guillotines, explosive devices, tanks… glider bikes, acid baths. She said murdering each other and dying together was bonding. I guess it… Ahhh… Was in some way.” Her moans grew desperate, her hips trembling as she ground against me, her labia parting slightly, teasing my hardness.

Nexxali whimpered, her thighs clenching, her sex drooling onto my face as my breath teased her relentlessly. “Why did you… Ahhh! …Date them at all?” she gasped.

“To fill the gnawing void where my Ashy had been,” Shady moaned, her wetness coating me as she rocked faster. “The third DeathSeeker idiot I dated was a… Skinwalker. We hunted his and my kobolds on corpse worlds. One of his Moth Knights opened the gates there. Ahhh! …Lots of dead dimensions where entropy peels your flesh. We fought, killed our minions and mauled each other while reality tried to unmake us. He called it love. I believed him for a year.” Her voice broke, her hips grinding hard, a long, needy moan escaping as her arousal soaked me, her body trembling on the edge.

“What stopped you?” I asked, my breath making Nexxali cry out above me.

“A planet-wide Celestorm hit Skyfall Academy,” Shady gasped, her hips bucking, her moans loud and desperate now. “It... Ahhh… Slayer! Rearranged reality. Ahhh! Made me see I was being an idiot. Then I saw the Lampshade Podcast… and I ran.” Her body shook, labia sliding frantically against me.

59: Kiss the Wendigo

Nexxali suddenly lifted herself away from my face, thighs quivering.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Nexxali panted, her golden eyes wild. “Not yet!”

“Someone’s sensitive,” I commented. 

“You have no idea,” she whimpered. 

“Did you just almost climax just from me… talking at you?”

“Uh-huh,” she let out. “Almost... almost drowned you there." 

I chortled. “And that’s bad?”

"Yes!” she joked, “the worst possible first threesome death. 'Here lies Ashcroft Clifford, Emperor of Earth, suffocated by alien pussy!'"

I laughed as Nexxali pivoted on the bed and grabbed Shady's elongated skull, pulling the Wendigo into a somewhat awkward kiss. Nexxali's feline tongue traced along Shady's exposed teeth and the edges of her dark skull-mouth, finding sensitive spots that made the princess shudder.

"Mmmph!" Shady's surprise turned into a deep, rumbling moan as Nexxali explored her anatomy with patient curiosity.

The serval pulled back, licking her lips. "Kisses! No biting required. Just... exploration." She gently pushed Shady up and forward, repositioning her so she straddled me higher, her dripping sex hovering tantalizingly above my stomach but not quite touching.

"But I want—" Shady whimpered, trying to grind down.

"Nuh-uh," Nexxali held her hips firmly in place. "We're taking this slow. You've been terrorizing and chomping on DeathSeekers for years, yes?”

“Ye-yes?” Shady blinked.

“Exactly. Now it’s time to learn something new!” Nexxali declared.

"Can't... can't think," Shady gasped. "Your mind is so... loud. So much want. So much—"

"Good," Nexxali purred, leaning down to trace her feline tongue along Shady's nipple. "Chew on my needy thoughts. No thinking about ripping and tearing. Feel this instead." She blew gently on the wet trail she'd left, making Shady arch and moan.

"Please," the Wendigo begged. "Need to... need something..."

"You need to learn patience," Nexxali teased, using one paw to barely graze Shady's outer lips, just the ghost of a touch that made the princess buck wildly. "In my dream-dates, I learned that anticipation is everything. The build-up. The waiting. The almost-but-not-quite."

Shady's entire body was shaking now, glowing eyes rolling back. "This is torture!"

"Nu-huh. This is love without violence," Nexxali corrected, continuing her feather-light touches that never quite gave Shady what she needed. "Soft teasing. Edging."

I reached up to caress Shady's thighs, but Nexxali swatted my hands away. "Not yet, Emperor. She needs to soften up, understand the rules of engagement first. DeathSeekers are seriously fucked biz. They don’t do gentle or even pretend rough. Why did you think I put a resurrection bracelet on you?"

“I would’t hurt my Ashy…” Shady let out.

“You sure?” Nexxali asked. “Those wrist bruises and the lake throwing says otherwise.”

“Mmmm… I don’t know… maybe I…” Shady’s ears tilted back. “This is nice… So many soft, warm thoughts in your head, Nexy,” The Wendigo moaned.

“Das’ right. Learn to fight with softness,” Nexxali continued her sweet torment, using barely-there touches and warm breath to drive Shady to the edge of madness. The Wendigo's predatory grace dissolved into desperate writhing and more bubbling soft whimpers.

The Marshal continued her teasing across the body of the Omnid Prima.

"Please," Shady sobbed, her resistance completely broken. "I'll be gentle. I promise. No biting. No clawing. Just... please… let me have him… want… Ashy… so bad…"

Nexxali grinned triumphantly. "There we go. Now you're ready to learn how to…” She made a dramatic pause. “...Kiss a human!”

The dastardly feline maneuvered Shady down toward my face. "First rule: no teeth. I mean, I know that's kind of difficult with your skull situation, but work with me here babe."

Shady lowered her elongated skull toward my mouth, looking hesitant and nervous.

"Use your tongue," Nexxali instructed, demonstrating by licking along my jaw. "Humans are soft. Very fragile. Think of it like... licking ice cream. Gentle. Savoring. Sampling."

Shady's long, red tongue emerged, carefully exploring my lips. It was too long and too big, and she was being extra cautious with it. She delicately traced my mouth with it, tasting, learning.

"Good," Nexxali encouraged. "Now Ash, you need to respond. Don't just lie there. Her tongue is way longer than yours, so you'll need to be creative."

I opened my mouth, meeting Shady's tongue with mine. The texture was slightly cooler than human, with an almost electric tingle. I nibbled gently on the tip of her tongue, earning a surprised whimper.

"Oh fuck," Shady gasped, pulling back. "That's... This is nothing like death-fighting."

"Better… I hope," I commented.

"Very different," she admitted, then dove back down, more confident this time. Her tongue wrapped around mine, not aggressively but exploratively, learning the shape of my mouth.

Nexxali watched with satisfaction, occasionally offering tips: "Slower there... yes, like that... careful with the skull edge, Shady... Ash, suck on her tongue again, she def’ likes that..."

It was bizarre, getting kissing lessons from a serval who'd only practiced such in lucid dreams while making out with an alien whose previous relationships consisted of mutual murder. 

Nexxali brought our faces together. Shady stuck only the tip of her tongue out between her teeth. I kissed the front of her skull with my lips. The texture above her teeth was soft and warm, nothing like making out with bone. The amount of lip slowly increased, the teeth drawing in.

“There you go,” the serval purred, petting Shady’s back. “See, she might have a bigger mouth than you, but she can gradually soften and adjust things juuuuust enough with the Phase-shift.”

Shady and I kissed again, the elongated snout feeling less and less awkward with each kiss.

“See,” Nexxali added. “Love doesn't have to hurt.”

“Yes…” Shady let out, panting. “This is so nice… I've wanted this for so long. My Ashy.”

“Kissing gently! A revolutionary concept for a Frontenachii," Nexxali commented. "Only took you, what, a decade to figure out?"

"Shush you," Shady said, shuddering as Nexali resumed petting her. "Ughhh… you’re…”

“Amazing?” the serval swatted the Wendigo’s behind.

“Ack!” Shady yelped, drooling as she kissed and licked me more fiercely. “Good at… guiding me… yes. A diligent attending Knight… just what I needed. I deff… Mmmm… Picked the right girl for this job. Mrmmm…” She sounded almost like a feline for a second.

“See, Ashy,” Nexxali said. “Frontenachii Highborn dragons don’t do well on their own. They feed on the emotions of their kobolds. When making out with your horny Omnid, you must project only pure love… absolute devotion, or you're gonna have a bad time.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Absolutely,” the Marshal affirmed, petting and kneading Starshade. “I’m pretty good at mentally bossing myself into a state of nothing but soft, loving bliss by internally singing to myself.” She hummed a soft melody under her breath. “See, if Galateya or North showed up… without being entirely devoted to you, they… or you would totally get mauled.”

“The tail wags the dog…” I muttered.

“The kobold primes the Phase-shift of their dragon,” Nexxali agreed, smiling cheekily. She kissed the side of Shady’s mouth. The sharp, pure white teeth retreated almost entirely behind a layer of black, elongated lips.

“Soo nice…” Shady moaned. “This is nice. I like it… so much! More. Gimme more!”

Nexxali and I kissed Shady together from the front and from the side. The Omnid girl moaned and grabbed me.

“Remember, no cutting,” Nexxali purred, sliding her claws across Shady’s back. “Like this… only soft tease.”

Shady’s claws slid across my entire back very softly, without slicing me.

She gasped and then forcefully pushed me down onto the bed, claws raking across my entire chest. It felt… strange as if ordinary human fingernails were caressing me. I grabbed her hand, tracing my finger against the edge of the black blade that was razor-sharp just recently when she sliced our palms to make the Dagaz runes.

The edge of the deadly claw-blade was soft, completely blunt. Almost like rubber.

“Wow,” I let out as her long fingers entwined themselves with mine, claws digging in deep without hurting. “That’s… unexpected.”

Shady stared at our entwined hands and experimentally squeezed again and then smiled. "Abyss! They've never been like this... I..." She squeezed even harder and let out a happy squeak. “Soft! My claws are soft! Ahhh! Nexy! I’ve never managed to soften my claws this much!”

"See? I figured it out!” Nexxali stated smugly, tail swishing. “The right kind of kobold thoughts control your Phase-shift. Your body's responding to what we are both feeling and wanting!"

“Ahh!” Shady let go of me and hugged Nexxali tightly, kissing the feline on her snout again and again. “Thank you, thank you! Ahhhhhhh! You’ve no idea…”

“Ye, ye. Now you are ready for action,” the serval declared.

"You've no idea how worried I was that I'd hurt you," Shady turned back to me. "Every time I wanted to pounce, I'd imagine my claws accidentally tearing through your skin, my damned teeth cleaving your neck..."

Nexxali offered her finger to the Wendigo. "Here. Test it on me first."

Shady hesitated, then bit down experimentally on the serval's finger. Her white teeth pressed into the fur but didn't pierce.

"Harder," Nexxali encouraged. “Chew on it.”

Shady bit again, this time with more force. The serval giggled, her tail swishing. "See? It tickles more than anything."

"Holy shit," Shady breathed, then licked the finger before giving it another experimental nibble. She laughed. Her feathered tail swatted Nexxali playfully. "This is... this is incredible! My teeth aren’t even grazing you! The edges are dull!"

"Want to taste your prize now?" Nexxali asked with a wicked grin, gesturing at me. “Go on. He is all yours!”

The Wendigo nodded eagerly, turning luminous eyes on me. 

Finally I can have what I've wanted for so long! Her expression practically screamed as she pounced on me.

She slid across me and nipped my shoulder with a happy squee, breasts pressed against my chest. Her teeth felt exactly like her claws now, offering firm pressure without sharpness. She bit again, harder, then peppered the area with kisses.

I exhaled deep as she worked her way across my chest, alternating between gentle bites and long, slow licks. Her massive hands exploratively roamed my body.

"I can nibble on you," she kept whispering between kisses and bites. "I can actually do as much as I wanna without accidentally hurting you..."

She dragged her claws down my stomach, leaving red trails that didn't break skin. The sensation was electric, all the danger of her touch transformed into pure stimulation. She bit my hip, then my thigh, each bite sending jolts through me.

"Mmm, he tastes good," Shady purred to Nexxali, licking the bite. "Like... like everything I imagined but couldn't have for so long. Uhhhh."

Nexxali was watching, fingers sliding between her legs as she enjoyed the show. "Try his neck next," she suggested breathily. "Humans are sensitive there… I bet."

Shady's elongated skull moved to my throat. I tensed instinctively ever so slightly, some primal part of my brain screaming about the rows of white Wendigo teeth at my neck. But her teeth just grazed the skin, followed by that long tongue tracing my pulse.

"Your heart's racing," she observed, then bit down just hard enough to leave barely visible marks. "Because of me. Not from fear but from..."

“Enjoying it,” Nexxali let out.

The Wendigo girl made a sound somewhere between a growl and a purr, her hands softly pinning my wrists above my head. 

"Mine," she declared, biting along my collarbone. "My Ashy. My Emperor. Mine to taste, to touch, to..." She paused, grinding against me. "To claim properly. Without violence. Without fear… Ahhh!"

Her experimentation grew bolder, teeth and claws and tongue mapping every inch they could reach, each touch a revelation of sensuality she'd never been capable of before. 

She lowered herself slowly, almost reverently. The first contact made us both gasp. Her alien, flowery anatomy was slick, incredibly hot, with a ridiculously soft texture to it. As she sank down, taking me inside, her internal muscles rippled in ways that made my vision blur.

My hand found her hips. "Shady..."

“Ashyyyyy,” she let out, tongue out, eyes rolling back.

Each inch she took stretched her tight around me, her inner walls clenching and releasing in waves.

"Fuck," she gasped, silver eyes rolling back. “So nice… Ahhh. Slayer!”

The serval slid closer to me, body arched, panting and looking at us. I reached out with one hand, finding Nexxali's soaked folds and sliding two fingers along her soaked labia. The serval mewled, and at the same time Shady gasped and shuddered.

"What... what are you..." Shady panted as I circled Nexxali's clit with my thumb.

"Do you feel me touching her?" I asked, watching how every stroke on Nexxali made Shady's pussy clench around me.

“Yesssss… Ahhhh!” Shady moaned. “Everything. I feel everything she feels. Connected. Entwined…”

Shady finally took me to the hilt, her body shaking. The heat of her was utterly overwhelming. She stayed still for a moment, adjusting and panting above me.

"Dasss it… Move," Nexxali commanded softly, guiding Shady's hips. 

The Wendigo began to rock, tentative at first. Her movements seems to lack the practiced skill of experience, but the raw need behind them made up for any clumsiness. Every roll of her hips sent sparks through my body.

I pushed three fingers into Nexxali, curling them to hit that spot that made her yowl. The effect on Shady was instant. The Wendigo cried out together with the serval, her pussy clamping down harder.

"Abyss!" Shady sobbed. "I can feel... both of you... ahhh!”

Her movements became erratic, desperate. Her elongated skull tilted back, red tongue lolling out as she rode me harder. Her pussy squelching around my cock, my fingers working Nexxali's dripping cunt.

"Ahhhh! Can’t stop," Shady whimpered. "Something's building... something big..."

I could feel it too, a strange pressure in the air, the shadows in the corners of the room starting to writhe and dance. Silver sparks crackled along Shady's antlers, moving sideways, reality wobbling.

"Go on," I ordered, finger-fucking Nexxali and grinding my thumb against her clit. “Cum for me.”

Nexxali came first, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she squirted, soaking my hand and the sheets beneath us like an erupting geyser. The psychic backlash hit Shady like a freight train.

She screamed, her orgasm detonating across her body.

Reality warped around us. Every shadow in the room reached out with silver-edged tendrils, the walls seeming to breathe and pulse. The air itself crystallized for a moment, fracturing like a broken mirror before snapping back.

Shady's pussy milked me in rippling waves, pulling my own climax from me. I came hard, pumping deep into her as the room wobbled sideways into elsewhere.

For several heartbeats, we existed in some kind of nowhere, everywhere space… a trio connected by pleasure and something deeper, falling across eternity, like the dreams I had when I was young.

Then it was over. The shadows retreated. The walls solidified. We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, fur, and feathers, all of us panting and trembling.

"What..." Shady started, then stopped, blinking and looking left around. "The fuck. Did I just..."

"Climax?" Nexxali supplied helpfully, sliding down and licking my fingers clean with a satisfied purr. "Seems like it.”

“You saw that too, right? THAT happened?” Shady asked. “That never happened before when I… was that supposed to happen?”

“I dunno,” Nexxali shrugged. “Could be an effect of your fractal engine heart. I’ve never actually been with an Omnid. Just imagined it in my self-Charmchain-cast dive-dreams lots. Actually, now that I think about it… yes. This is how I pictured that a Wendigo commander would climax if I teased them enough. Like falling through nullspace between all dimensions. Weird, huh?”

“You imagined having sex with fleet commanders?” I chortled.

“Yu-huh,” the cat girl grinned. “Annoying bastards are always bossying me around.” 

“Oh you are a bad kitty,” I swatted her behind.

“You know I am,” she wiggled, wrapping herself around my left side. 

Shady settled on my right, long limbs stretching out to squeeze both of us. 

“Mine,” she murmured, purring like a happy tractor along with the serval.

I wanted to do more, maybe to have more fun, maybe change the soaked bedsheets, but I’ve also had a far too long day being slapped around and chased by stupid sexy cryptids.

The last thing I remembered before sliding into blissful unconsciousness was Shady's whisper. "Finally," she breathed. "My circle is complete."

“Or is it?” Nexy giggled softly.