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[azaisya]

princess/knight fairytale au for @critrolefemslash day 4!! 

[figofswords]

Critrole Femslash Week Day Three: Moonlight

This was yesterday’s prompt but this cold is kicking my ass so it’s fine yknow it’s fine it’s fine

Have some girls.

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[vividbaddogs]

@critrolefemslash week, day one: distant places & favorite ship

we know maybe two things about zuala but the second we heard about her i dedicated my life to her and yasha

[bloodyshadow1]

Waging a War Over a Heart can be Pointless. Let’s Love her Together: Polyamory

    “Hey Yasha,” Jester spoke up to her barbarian friend, “what do you think of Beau?”

    It was a question that caught the barbarian off guard, forcing her to stop sharpening her sword and look at Jester.  They were the only two in the room, it was their first night back in Zadash after a long  mission, most of them were out of spells for the day and resting, Beau was downstairs drinking with a few impressionable young women who seemed very interested in the monk.   

Yasha thought a lot about Beau and thought a lot of things about Beau. It had been three years since they started traveling together, the Mighty Nein had grown closer and more powerful as the years went on.  They were something of a famous or infamous name in the Empire and the Menagerie Coast depending on who you asked.  They had all changed, grown in some ways despite being the same in just as many.

    Fjord had learned that he didn’t have to pretend to be Vandren or what he thought was a good leader, he learned they would love him all the same.  Caduceus learned about the world that was outside his little grove and that it was okay. Caleb learned that he wasn’t the monster he saw himself out to be, and that finding redemption was far more healthy than trying to change what couldn’t be changed.  Nott had learned to not hate herself for who or what she was, she had still taken Caleb’s offer to change her into a halfling when he offered the chance to her, but that was because she didn’t feel right as a goblin, not because she hated them.  Molly had changed a lot in some ways, at least to her, coming back from the grave a second time would do that to a person and when he came back as Mollymauk he cried tears of joy.  

    Jester had changed quite a bit as well, she was still happy and excited, full of joy and mischief, but experienced had tempered that, even though it had never, could never snuffed it out.  She had also grown quite beautiful, she was always pretty but now she looked like a blue, more muscular version of her mother.  The biggest change was that she stopped chasing fairy tales, stopped chasing after men because they were handsome and nice and there.  Beau had asked her about that once, Jester told her that listening to fairy tales was something for little girls, now that she’s a woman she’s going to be creating legends.  

Oh how things had changed for Yasha, her love for Zuala was still just as strong, stronger than ever actually, but she learned that she didn’t need to torture herself over her loss.  She celebrated Zuala, she celebrated the life and love her wife had brought to her life instead of mourning Zuala’s loss and hating her own weakness.  It had taken a visit to Zuala’s grave and talking with her spirit to make her realize that she didn't have to sacrifice her own life and happiness just because she was gone.  

Which lead her to Beauregard.  Beau had possibly changed the most without losing who she was back when they met in Trostenwald.  She was still a young woman filled with fire, that had caught Yasha’s eye so long ago, back then she had been mourning Zuala and felt ashamed that her eye had strayed for even a moment.   Beau was still full of fire, but it was more directed now, she had grown up to be a brilliant woman and a stalwart friend.  Recently Yasha had caught herself staring at the monk, just randomly, when she was

“Beauregard? I think she is very strong and a good fighter,” Yasha said trying to be half truthful, she did but that wasn’t the only thing or things Yasha thought about Beau.

“Well yeah, she’s always been that, but is there anything else,” Jester said in that voice that she thought she was being sneaky when she really wasn’t at all.

“Beau is a dear friend who has stood by my side for years Jester,” Yasha said flatly, “I think quite a great many things about her, if you would like to ask for something more specific than perhaps I can answer, but you need to come out with it.”  She adored Jester, but even with all her growth, Yasha was still terrible at reading social cues, she wanted people to be blunt when speaking to her to make things less confusing.

“Well I’m just wondering if you find Beau pretty,” Jester asked quietly, lost in her own thoughts.

“Yes Jester,” Yasha admitted, “I think Beau is pretty.  She’s always been quite nice to look at,” she admitted stiffly. Despite being small Beau had a nice amount of muscle on her, especially her arms and legs, Yasha had caught herself staring a bit too long when Beau did her morning workout.

“I mean yeah, that’s true,” Jester admitted, “she has always been beautiful,” she said zoning out as she remembered something.  “Her face has always been nice to look at even though her nose has been broken a few times.  Her hair’s always been really pretty, though I think I like it better when she wears it down now that it’s gotten so long. And her butt is fantastic, much nicer than any of my mother’s clients I can tell you that much, the men and the women.” And now Yasha felt her face starting to heart up, Beau did have a nice butt, it tended to draw the eye when she did her flips and bends. Weird as it was to talk about.  “But…, is it just me or does she seem, more…, yano, lately,” Jester said snapping out of it gesturing with her hands for something intangible.

“I suppose so,” Yasha agreed reluctantly, anyone other than Jester she’d be too uncomfortable to talk with, but it was bearable with the blue tiefling, with Molly this conversation would definitely be unbearable. Beau had been more lately, she seemed more free, she seemed lighter, she wasn’t more attractive, but she was just more.  “Is there a point,” it was sort of painful to talk about Beau like this with Jester.

“I just noticed that ever since we became famous, there have been a lot of women that have been flirting with her,” Jester said a little pouty.  Yasha had to grunt in agreement, there were many young and some older women that found the famous monk quite attractive, asking to touch her arms, or see her do a flip, bothersome.  Of course Beau wasn’t the only one who had fans, all the Nein had admirers, but Beau, Fjord, and Caduceus seemed to have the most.  Fjord was the most handsome and charismatic, Caduceus was someone big and exotic, and Beau ate the attention up with the ladies.  

“I don’t blame them,” Jester continued, “I like to touch Beau’s arms when I can, but I’m her friend and the one who heals her, I’m not some horny woman who likes groping her.”

“Jester,” Yasha chastised her lightly, it wasn’t like she didn’t want to think about Beau’s arms and how Beau was probably swarmed with women right now cooing and fawning over her asking her to make a muscle.  They were nice muscles but Yasha’s arms were bigger and so were Jester’s, Yasha had seen Beau’s arms in action, they were far more impressive when fighting a giant monster than they were in a bar giving soft women the vapors.

“I’m just saying she deserves better than a fangirl who likes her because she’s famous,” Jester said angry as she got up to pace around the room.  “Beau’s always been pretty and awesome,” Jester continued, “maybe she used to be more awkward but that was part of her charm.  Now these women flock around her because she’s famous, not because she throws herself in front of a hydra to make sure it doesn’t hurt us, they don’t know what it’s like to have her hug you after rescuing from slavers, they don’t know what it’s like when she makes a dumb joke to try and make thing less heavy.  Beau deserves someone who loves her for who she is, warts and all.  Beau deserves to someone who loves her like…, like.”

“Like you,” Yasha says quietly, a pit forming in her stomach when she did.  She should have known what Jester really wanted to talk about.

“Or like you Yasha,” Jester said softly and sadly, “Beau’s had a crush on you since she laid eyes on you.”

“I-I,” Yasha stammered, it was true, even she knew that Beau was head over heels for her smitten since she walked into the Nestled Nook with Molly advertising for the Fletching and Moondrop. That was practically a lifetime ago, and Yasha was a different woman. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.  I’m not attracted to Beau, she’s gross,” she said pathetically.  “Besides,” she said somberly, “even if I was attracted to her and looking for a relationship, I’m pretty sure I burned that bridge a long time ago.”  

She had told Beau about Zuala last, she didn’t know why, or at least she pretended to not know why.  Yasha liked the awkward flirting Beau used in an attempt to woo her and secretly didn't want it to stop.  When she had told Beau, she expected the little monk to be angry with her, to claim the aasimar was leading her on.  Instead, Beau just looked up at her with those big beautiful blue eyes full of regret and apologized for making her uncomfortable and promised it wouldn’t happen again.  It hurt Yasha to see her like that, she had no way of knowing about Zuala until Yasha told her, but she still felt guilty over it and it broke Yasha’s heart.

Since then Beau hadn’t flirted with her, well Beau was still Beau and Yasha was a beautiful woman with arms meant to carry other women, but it was never like before.  Just friendly Beau flirting that she did with every woman.  At the time it was a relief because it meant that Yasha didn’t have to be confused by the strange charming monk woman that was unwittingly sneaking her way into Yasha’s heart.  Now though, that she might be ready to pursue a romantic relationship again with someone, someone that she’s fought beside and was secretly charmed by, it just made her feel regretful.

“Yasha,” Jester said like a mother scolding her for lying, “Beau is so fucking attracted to you, she watches you when you’re not watching her.  We’ve spent the last ten minutes  about how pretty and cool Beau is and pissed we are at all the sluts throwing herself at her.  I mean not that there’s anything wrong with being slutty,” Jester assured her for some reason, “just the problem is when they’re hanging off of our future girlfriend.”

“Wait what,” Yasha asked wondering if she was missing something or if she was just talking to Jester.

“Well yeah, I think Beau is pretty and cool, you think Beau is pretty and cool, both of us are pretty and cool, so why shouldn't we date her,” Jester said as if it was the most logical thing in the world.

“There are quite a few things wrong with that plan Jester,” Yasha said putting her foot down.

“We’ll yeah, we’re a part of the Mighty Nein Yasha, our plans our shit, yet we always get good results in the end.  It’s why we’re famous,” Jester said with her eyes bright with excitement. “Now here’s the plan.”

“I still haven't agreed to this Jester,” Yasha said but she felt it was inevitable at this point.  

“Look Yasha, I like Beau and I’m willing to fight for her, but I also love you.  I’m not sure if it’s the same way, but I’ll fight all those women downstair in every tavern in Wildemount if I have to, but I won’t fight you for her.  Would you fight me for her,” Jester asked giving the barbarian those soft sad puppy eyes.

“Of course not Jester,” Yasha said softly, truthfully, if she had to she would fight for Beau, but she don’t think she could fight Jester for another woman.

“Then why not just team up and make Beau love us?  We know Beau better than any of those shitty fangirls downstairs, we know what Beau likes.  She likes strong women and look at these,” Jester said flexing her arms and showing off her large bulging muscles for a tiny cute tiefling, they were quite attractive.  “We could go down their and use our feminine wiles, our huge muscles, and our knowledge of Beau to seduce the fuck out of her until she’s our girlfriend.”

“That is awfully aggressive for romancing someone Jester,” Yasha said skeptically.

“It’s Beau Yasha,” Jester said as if it was obvious, “I’m sure she’ll find it even more romantic if we do it my way.”

“I can’t argue with that,” Yasha admitted.  Beau would probably find it the sexiest thing in the world if two women beat the crap out of a bunch of other women in the hope of romancing her into a relationship together.

“so you’re in,” Jester asked.

“I’ll go along with it, I’m not sure about this though.”

“Yay Yasha,” Jester said jumping up and hugging the larger woman.  Normally it would be comical, but Jester was nearly as strong as Yasha herself, it felt nice to be hugged like that.  “We’re going to have so much fun.”

Which of course that was the moment Beau walked into the room looking tired, “man if you told me a year ago I’d get sick of hordes of women hanging off of me I’d of punched you in the face for that lie.  Now, well be careful what you wish for right,” she said brushing herself off.  She turned to see Jester hugging Yasha, “am I interrupting something here, I could leave to give you guys some privacy,” she said at the scene.

Yasha and Jester looked at each other, they were very close and it would be very easy to interpret what she saw as sexual or romantic, and they quickly split apart.  Jester recovered first though, “why would we want to leave Beau, when we were so excited for you to be here,” she said in that tone that for some reason she seemed to thing was sultry.

Beau took a step back, “is Jester okay,” she asked nervously, Jester’s voice might not be seductive to most people, but when it was directed at her, Beau fell for it hook, line, and sinker.

“She’s fine,” Yasha said, sitting down on the bed.  She patted a spot beside her for Beau to take a seat.  “We just learned something new and want to discuss it with you, if that’s alright,” she tried to sound as gentle as possible, she wanted Beau to know that she was safe here and that the two of them would never hurt her.

“Alright,” Beau said confused but unafraid, she knew that the rest of the world could try and hurt her and break her but the two of them never would, “lets talk.”

Critrole femslash week day 5 entry, Polyamory. This is my first attempt at an ot3 ship, I’ve never had anything against it, but I’ve just never thought of it really.  This is a future fix be warned, hope you enjoy it. If you do, leave a review, a comment, a reblog if you can, likes and kudos are good, but they’re not real feedback

So yeah, this came about because I had this thought that Beau is actually very desirable, despite what the characters in the show act towards her (other than Keg) like she is and outside of the show itself there are plenty of sapphic women who lust after her and Marisha, what if that happened in the show itself and why.  

That’s why this is in the future where the Mighty Nein are kind of famous, in a way that Vox Machina never were.  Vox Machina were a group of powerful adventurers, but they were basically big in Emon and Whitestone where they pretty much made their bases.  They are influential and powerful, but they interact with the leaders of the countries and are just around the people.  The Mighty Nein are kind of a brand name thing, they tell people who they are all the time if only to see their reaction when they realize there are only 6-7 of them.  Beau is seen as the exotic hottie among the Wildemount women, since she’s so open with her lesbianism, something that despite there being open sexuality in the game apparently it really wouldn't be. Like there are a lot of LGBT+ people in Critical Role, but really I feel that’s because the players are very openly supportive about LGBT+ people, not really because the universe should be at that spot socially, if that makes sense.  Like there are people like Howardt who didn’t care about Tary’s happiness and despite knowing his son was gay still was going to marry him off to a women to gain wealth, or like Beau’s parents who despite living in a world where there are powerful women who are literally just as good as men, still despise their daughter because she’s their daughter and not a son.  Like I’m glad that things like sexism and homophobia only exist when they’re a problem in the world Matt Mercer made, but unfortunately it’s pretty unrealistic to me.  I’m not sure if I’m conveying my point correctly, but since most people don't read these things it doesn't really matter.  

I’m not going to pretend that both Yasha and Jester having a crush on Beau isn’t at least a little out of character, but the prompt was polyamory and this is what I thought of.

And yes, I did bring Molly back to life, it’s a future fic and it’s a fanfic so I can do what I want.

[walkthegale]

can’t help but love you - Beau/Yasha

@critrolefemslash​ Critical Role Femslash Week, Day 3: Prompt 1, Moonlight

The full moon will always reminds Beau of Molly. Sometimes that’s a good thing. Useful. Important. And sometimes it’s just fucking unbearable. She hasn’t yet worked out which tonight will be.

"There’s something I have to do," Yasha said before she vanished. "I’ll meet you afterwards." And Beau never had a chance to say no. To say, wait, let me go with you.

She’s meant to meet up with the others in the morning, and Beau’s pretty confident by now that they won’t leave without her, but that also means she’s pretty sure that what they’ll do instead is worry. Which, like, fuck it, but she doesn’t want Jester to worry about her.

Beau could go on alone. Yasha’s found them before, so she can probably do it again. If she even means to. If afterwards isn’t some code that Beau has misunderstood. If it didn’t really mean goodbye.

Beau sits down, finally pausing her pacing for a moment, and leans her back against the tree that marks the crossroads. She’ll give Yasha another hour, she decides. She can wait that much longer before she goes completely out of her damn mind with boredom.

(Definitely boredom. Definitely not stress or fear or guilt because what if the thing Yasha had to do was a fight and what if she’s dead. What if she’s dead because Beau didn’t go with her, because Beau is sitting here on her ass in the dark thinking about their other dead friend instead.)

Yeah, sitting still isn’t going to cut it. Beau hops back to her feet and launches into practising a new sequence of kicks that she hasn’t had a chance to put to use yet. She scans the distant hills each time she pauses, the moon bright enough that she can see quite far with the help of her goggles. As the night wears on, she takes them off a couple of times, just to check whether she can actually see dawn beginning to glow on the horizon, but it’s always a false alarm.

She’s taken to hanging upside down from one of the lowest tree branches by her knees, swinging herself back and forth, when she finally catches sight of a figure on the road. She freezes, watches, ready to flee into the foliage above if it turns out to be something she can’t fight on her own, but it only takes a moment for her to be sure.

Beau somersaults out of the tree, landing on her feet with more of a thud than she’d have liked, and heads towards Yasha. She’s not running. She wasn’t worried and she’s not running. She’s just walking real fast to stretch her legs.

It seems fitting to Beau as she gets nearer that Yasha, outlined in silvery moonlight, is drenched in blood. It mats the fur of her cape and darkens great patches of her tunic. Nearer still, and there are smears on her cheek and down both arms.

Still some thirty feet away, Beau yells, “The fuck?” and gestures emphatically at Yasha’s gory state.

“It’s not mine,” Yasha has time to tell her, before Beau is right in front of her. “It’s ok, Beau.”

She reaches out, and Beau throws herself forward, and it’s not clear whether Beau leaps into Yasha’s arms or Yasha sweeps Beau off her feet, but Beau locks her legs around Yasha’s waist and holds on for all she’s worth. She buries her face in Yasha’s shoulder, and Yasha smells like dirt and sweat and metal, and the blood on her clothes is dried stiff under Beau’s hands.

When Beau looks up, she’s absolutely not crying, not even a tiny bit.

And Yasha kisses her, hard and urgent, and the only thing Beau can do is kiss her back, there under the full moon. Tonight, the moon is good, Beau decides, breathless. Yasha is here and alive, and the moon is fucking awesome.

She grins against Yasha’s mouth and loses herself in kissing her again.

[zoetriestobecoolbutnope]

All Hail the Conquering Hero

Critical Role Femslash Week Day One!

Beau is a college student. She's not pining for the star athlete of the Softball team. 

Beau never went to breakfast at her dining hall. For one, it was shit. She was also never awake before noon, negating her need for breakfast.

However, on this fucking Tuesday, she had a 9am Computer Science lecture. So it was socially appropriate for her to make it to breakfast and ogle at the tv screens broadcasting internal campus news over a cup of shitty black cafeteria coffee.

Almost nothing of interest was happening, aside from RA sponsored therapy with cookies and a film screening for an art class nobody would go to.

“Why are you so grumpy?” Beau was pulled from out of her own world by Jester, cheery as fuck at early in the morning.  She knew full well that the theology student before her had no classes before noon, but got up early anyway to rub it in people’s faces.  

“How do you know I’m grumpy?” Beau asks, defensive. She slurps some of her coffee.

“Because,” Jester takes a large bite of pastry. “You were just frowning at the TV. You’re almost always grumpy anyway. And, Yasha’s still not here.”

“That last one is so not true.” Beau mutters.  “I’m perfectly happy it's just early,”

“Name something happy, like puppies.” Jester raises an inquisitive eyebrow. “But not puppies because that was my example.”

Read more on AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/17440682

[always-theocean]

emotion in the palm of my hand - kima/allura

Also on AO3.

For @critrolefemslash‘s Critical Role Femslash Weeek 2019 Day 2 Prompts, First Kiss and Canon Lesbians (happy accident ;D)

Kima swings high with her maul, and gives out a wild yell of satisfaction when it connects with the ogre’s knee and watches as he keels over like a felled tree. “Yaaaaaaaah! Take that, you ugly bastard!” She grins, and looks around to see how the others are doing. She spots a starry swirl of some kind of arcane magic somewhere far out of melee range and hears a pained grunt as the spell hits, followed by a triumphant grunt that sounds a lot like Drake.

Next to her, Dohla is whaling on another ogre with her fists.

Across the cavern, she watches Allura summoning her magic to bear upon the ogres still standing. She opens her mouth to cheer her on, but the cheer dies in her throat as a fifth ogre steps up behind her, club held high. She doesn’t even have time to call out a warning before he brings it crashing down on Allura’s head. She crumples to the ground without a sound, the spell snuffing out in the air around her.

“Allie!” The battle, which only a moment before had been a fun challenge, a chance to flex her muscles, is now an unwelcome distraction, an obstacle to get past so she can go check on Allura.

She yells again, this time in fury, and starts racing for the ogre that knocked Allie out. The ogre in combat with Dohla swings at her on her way past, but she barely registers it, bringing her shield up to block the blow almost as an afterthought. The cavern seems to stretch out endlessly before her, and she’s sure she’s never cursed having been born with short legs more than in this moment.

She throws herself to her knees, skidding across the cavern floor to Allura’s side. She’s still breathing, and thank Bahamut for that, even if it’s much shallower and more uneven than Kima would like, but her already pale skin has a positively ghastly green tint to it, and she can already see the beginnings of an ugly bruise messing up her usually immaculate braids.

She pulls Allie carefully into her lap, summoning Bahamut’s light, feeling the warm glow run up her arms, and through her hands into Allura’s body. The change is instant and obvious, the lump on the back of her head immediately lesses, some colour comes back into her cheeks, and she gasps in a deeper breath of air as her eyes flutter open.

“Kima?”

“Allie!” Relief floods through her, like warmth, like Bahamut’s light. It’s good knowing she’s always got healing magic at her disposal on the battlefield, but having to use it never gets any less scary. “You’re not supposed to get up close like that, what’s the point of all those fancy ranged spells if you’re going to let them get close enough to clonk you on the head?”

Allura’s answering smile may be watery, but it’s there. “I’m sorry. I must not’ve heard that one coming up behind me.”

“I can’t believe an ogre snuck up on you. Doesn’t seem all that smart somehow.”

Allura flushes, and the extra colour in her cheeks is definitely a welcome sight. “No. Definitely not my finest moment.” She looks up at Kima, with an unbearably soft, open expression on her face. “Thank you for coming to my rescue though. My knight in shining armour.” She props herself up on her elbows just enough to reach up and give Kima a peck on the lips, and now it’s Kima’s turn to flush; as the realization hits her like a ton of bricks that Allura might have feelings for her, swiftly followed by the realization that she might also have feelings for Allura.

The angle is awkward, but she bends down to kiss Allura back anyway, trying to put all her earlier fear for Allura’s safety, and her relief that she’s all right now into it. She comes up for air much sooner than she’d like, mindful that Allie’s probably concussed and shouldn’t be over-exerting herself. With a jolt, she remembers there was still a battle going on around them, and looks up to see the rest of their adventuring party watching them with some extremely knowing smiles on their faces, and a collection of ogre corpses strewn around them.

Drake snorts. “We’ve been wondering how long it would take you two to figure that out.”

[tamaslin]

she could be a morning sunrise

pairing: zahra hydris/vex’ahlia summary: after the sunken tomb, they could all use a little rest. a little comfort.

for @critrolefemslash​ week. day one: distant places

She’s in the cage again. Fingers bloody. Throat raw. Outside her cage there’s a body. No light to the room yet she sees it clear in black and white. A braid come loose, feathers she knows to be blue scattered on the ground and her throat constricts. Lips that she’s never seen moments away from a smile are parted but no breath leaves them. Cold. Dark. No. No no no. She screams again. A memory wades through the shadows and her own voice is an echo against the walls. Kash bring her back. Kash. Vex. Vex’ahlia. Please.

Dawn has yet to stretch her arms across the sky when Zahra bolts upright in her room. It’s still dark. Dark and cold and her dream chases her into the world of the living. Chest heaves. Eyes wild. When she goes to dig her nails into the hard stone of the floor, fingers tangle in something softer. She looks down to the fabric caught on her and breath comes rushing in.

She isn’t caged. Not anymore.

Moonlight is weak through the window but when she looks up, the song of cold light eases the tension in her chest. She isn’t caged and when her eyes adjust further she realizes she isn’t alone either.

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[infernallegaycy]

Rating: T+ Relationship: Yasha/Zuala Wordcount: 5.3k Additional Notes: Written for Day 3 of @critrolefemslash Week: Moonlight! Warnings for implications of canon-typical violence and brief character injury.

Yasha regards love much the way people do natural disasters: with fear, inevitability, and distance. She could have never prepared for Zuala.

[bloodyshadow1]

You’re Not Easy, But You’re Worth It: Canon Lesbian

My prompt for Day 2: Canon Lesbian. read and review

    The ride back from Fort McLair was quiet, disturbingly quiet, even for a quiet person like Yasha.  It was supposed to be a simple job, but now…, the air around their cart was heavy. Yasha spared a glance at Beau whose foul mood radiated off of her making things feel dark.  It wasn’t the monk’s fault, it was that damn wizard’s fault who tried to play with her mind back at the fort who was to blame.  But he was dead, Beau killed him before they found her it was an uncomfortable sight to behold. Beau was a private person, a person who did her best to maintain a persona of not caring and cool strength, to be seen vulnerable like that by her friends hurt her more than they realized.  

    She wasn’t angry with them, Yasha knew that, Beau let Jester hug her and speak softly to her after they found her like that.  She didn’t lash out or snap at anyone, she just hated that her friends had seen her raw and vulnerable like that and it radiated off of her miasmically.

    It was supposed to be an easy job, there were rumors of ghosts haunting the old dilapidated fort and the nearby villagers were frightened of what lurked inside, so they hired a band of adventurers to deal with their problem.  The Mighty Nein agreed to clear out their ghost problems for a promise of a reward and set out thinking it would be easy.  After all they had two clerics on their team and Yasha was with them for now, they thought they could take on any undead that was haunting the old fort.  Maybe they could have but it turns out that the old fort was haunted alright, but by cultists, not ghosts.

    There were over a hundred of them, all dressed head to toe in the same black robes, infesting the ruins of the old fort.  A cult of Morthog, a god none of them had heard of.  They botched their stealth checks when they investigated the leader preaching to his word and he immediately ordered his flock to kill them.  The Nein might be formidable in battle, but they were still outnumbered a hundred to seven, Yasha didn’t know who ordered them to retreat, but there was a call to run so they ran.  

    The Fort McLair was a maze of death traps, how anyone lived there before or lived there Yasha didn’t know, but there were pit traps, spears that shot from the walls, logs that would smash you if you tripped a string.  It was awful trying to make it through, Beau was the first to fall through one of the pit traps, she pushed Caduceus out of the way when he was about to fall and disappeared in the floor below.  

    That was the first time Yasha thought her heart was going to explode, she trusted Beau as a fighter, she was…, magnificent when she was in battle, but the monk had a lot of weaknesses that the group made up for.  Yasha didn’t like it when the little monk was out of her sight in battle.  But they didn’t have time to go after her, Caleb and Nott both messaged Beau who told them that she was fine and that she would meet them outside, so they continued their escape, Yasha ignoring the pit in her stomach.  They all got separated eventually, Fort McLair was likely poorly constructed in the best of times and the traps didn’t help.  Fjord and Caduceus got separated by a falling wall, the ground collapsed the moment Jester and Caleb crossed them leaving a pit on the other side of a hall, which left her and Nott together.  

    It was rough at first, the little goblin was prone to panicking worrying about the others, especially her poor squishy wizard manchild, and Yasha wasn’t the best people person to calm her down, but eventually they managed to recenter themselves, so they could what needed to be done.  It turned out that the two of them were a deadly combination together in battle. Yasha’s blade fueled by her tranquil fury found itself buried in a dozen cultist bodies stopping any that tried to ignore her to get to the smaller target. While Nott’s crossbow bolts flew true whenever a robed figure tried to slip a poisoned blade in the barbarian’s unguarded back before slipping back into the shadows to mark her next target.  

    After a half hour and a dozen different message spells flying around they managed to regroup with the others, except for Beau who was still lost.  By that point most of the cultists were dead, unconscious, or fleeing.  A hundred robed figures might have been able to crush the seven of them like a wave crushed a sandcastle, but separately hunting four separate groups of intruders took away most of their power.  Jester and Caduceus managed to heal up the minor wounds they suffered, and they decided that it was safe enough to search for Beau who remained lost to them.  The rest of the party didn’t seem as worried as Yasha was, at least on the outwardly, Jester said she was sure that Beau was fine, probably doing some cool monk shit and took out a million cultists on her own.  Nott even joked that Beau was probably using her secret agent training to use and assassinating dozens of bad guys a second.  Yasha tried to believe them, but there was a sense of uneasiness in her stomach that wouldn’t go away.  

    When they approached a chamber, they heard the sounds of fists hitting flesh and rushed in knowing it would be Beau’s handiwork.  But once they got inside they saw something they never thought they’d see, Beau was on top of the robed figure smashing her fists into where the man’s head would have been turning his face into hamburger.  She was covered with the man’s blood and tears were streaming down the little monk’s face as she shouted, “I’m not broken,” or “I’m not worthless,” over and over as if it was some sort of twisted mantra.  

    They were all in shock, Yasha didn’t think she’d ever see Beau cry, she didn’t think any of them did.  “Beau,” Jester was the first to break out of the stupor, “Beau he’s dead, you don’t need to punch him anymore.”  But Beau either didn’t hear her or didn’t care as she kept slamming her fists where the man’s head used to be the squishing sounds soon gave way to duller thuds of knuckles hitting stone.

    By that point Jester was getting closer but Yasha was faster and grabbed one of Beau’s raised fists so she wouldn’t strike the stone beneath her again.  She didn’t expect Beau to lash out and try and swing at her with her free hand.  Yasha could see Beau’s large blue eyes lost in their rage, she was paler than usual, much paler and her face snarled like a wild animal. Yasha had always known Beau could hold her own in a fight having fought beside her so often.  She was fast, tricky and determined a deadly combination, but part of her always thought that fighting with your bare hands was foolish.  Yasha had been punched in the face before, a fist can’t do the same damage as her great sword or the spells the rest used, and you risk damaging your hands, your only weapons, each time you attack.  But when she saw Beau’s fist fly towards her face she suddenly realized why Beau did what she did.

    The fist never made contact, Beau somehow managed to shrug off whatever madness she was under and stopped her attack an inch away from Yasha’s eye, though the quick stop splashed some of the cultist’s blood on the barbarian’s.  “Yasha,” Beau said weakly, “what happened,” she said staggering.  “Shit are you bleeding,” the monk exclaimed in shock when she saw the blood on Yasha’s face, she reached up to touch what she thought was a wound but stopped when she saw her own hands first.  She was covered in blood from her elbows to her knees, her eyes went wide remembering what had happened.

    “Beau,” Jester interrupted quietly, “are you okay Beau?”  She watched the whole scene worried about her friend and when Beau lashed out at Yasha she almost screamed.  

    Hands covered in blood Beau desperately tried to wipe the tears away as if it would remove the memory of her crying and what she was saying from her friend’s minds.  “Yeah Jester, I’m fine,” she said lying to her best friend’s face.  “A little banged up and tired,” she admitted, “I got a few cuts and bruises, but hey, I found the leader,” she gestured to the now headless man’s body, as if it would make things normal.  “He kind of got the jump on me and used some weird magic that fucked me up for a while, but I managed to break out of it.”

    “Do you mind if I rummage through his pockets,” Nott asked nervously as if she had never seen the monk before, “I’ll give you what I find since you got him, but you’re looking a bit wobbly.”  

    “Actually, yeah Nott that would be great,” Beau said exhaustion written all over her face, “my head’s kind of spinning so I think I need to sit down,” she said almost falling over.  She probably would have if Yasha wasn’t still holding on to one of her wrists.

    “Come on,” Caduceus said walking over to the exhausted monk, “let’s get some healing into you.” For a moment the amethyst on his staff and his outstretched hand glowed as he touched Beauregard.  As the healing magic did it’s work a few of her cuts closed up and the paleness lessened, leaving her skin a healthier darker tone.  “There we go, I’m pretty tapped but once we get to the cart I can do a bit more, but you should be fine for now,” he assured in his oh so soft tones.  

    “Thanks Cad,” Beau said still looking a bit uneasy, she tried to give a smile in appreciation but all she managed was something that would give children nightmares. She did look slightly better at least.

    She still seemed a bit unsteady though, “if you’re not feeling a 100% I could carry you to the cart,” Yasha offered knowing how much Beau loved being in her arms.  Purely for Beau’s benefit of course.

    But while she would normally jump for a chance to be carried by Yasha, instead Beau’s face turned angry again, “I’m not weak or broken,” she roared, “I don’t need to be coddled!” It took her a second to realize what she had said and instantly her face changed from anger to regret, “I-I’m sorry Yasha,” her voice full of remorse.  “I didn’t mean to yell, I think that bastard’s magic might have done something with my head.”

Beau sounded genuinely apologetic and miserable, “it’s fine Beau, another time,” Yasha offered to save her friend from embarrassment.  Beau lashing out at her stung, but she knew that whatever happened in the room had hurt Beau in ways magic couldn’t cure and tried not to take it personally.

“Thanks, I think I just need a good night’s sleep,” Beau said trying to sound believable and failing horribly, “and a bath,” she said looking down at herself.  The cult leader’s blood had seeped into her clothes from her pants to her vest and arm wraps, she didn’t often care about her appearance, but it was kind of noticeable and made her look scary instead of unkempt.

“All things we can get at the inn,” Fjord said breaking in when she saw how uncomfortable Beau was getting.  “I think most of those assholes are gone and since Beau took care of their leader here I don’t think they’ll be coming back.  Hopefully this will be a wakeup call for them and most of those people will just go home.”

“Or maybe they’ll come back and be the antagonist down the line in fifty episodes,” the ceiling/sky voice called out and there was laughter for a moment.  As always like the rest of Exandria the Mighty Nein did their best to ignore him, it was a nice male voice, kind of sexy while being nerdy and friendly, but since none of them knew why or how it happened, there was a universal agreement that no one was to interact with the Sky Voice and just go about their lives when he makes a comment.

“A moment Beauregard,” Caleb said approaching the other human of the group, “there are many spells that can affect the mind in nefarious ways, some just go away when they are broken while others have a sinister happen of coming back on their intended target.  I just want to check to make sure whatever magics the man used against you did not have a lasting effect.  It will only take a moment, if it is alright with you.”

It looked like Beau wanted to argue, but she was so tired and she knew how Caleb felt about mind effecting magic, “fine as long as you’re quick about it.”  And they managed to sit her down on a box, Yasha finally letting go of her arm so Caleb could do a quick examination.

He asked her a few questions, his eyes glowing while they did, ‘did the man say anything, what gestures did he make, did he look like a powerful mage?’  To which Beau answered, ‘I don’t remember,’ ‘he pulled a roll of paper out of his pocket to cast the spell,’ ‘why does it matter, he’s dead now anyway,’ trying to pretend like she was her normal stubborn self.

“Something from his pocket you say,” Caleb said stepping away from Beau finishing his investigation. “I don’t sense anything wrong with you per say, but it would help if I knew what spell he cast on you.  Are you sure-,” he started to say but Beau cut him off.

“Look Caleb, I appreciate the concern, but I feel fine and but I’m exhausted.  I agreed to your little examination and you said you didn’t sense anything,” Beau said in her usual abrasive tone.  If I remember anything in the morning, I’ll tell you but for now I really just want to get out of here before he stinks up the place worse than you and get a good night’s sleep.”

“Ja, of course Beauregard,” Caleb said relenting his investigation for now, though he still seemed suspicious.

“Great, let’s get out of here,” Beau said forcing herself off the box and strode out of the room on uneven legs.  

“Wait Beau, you shouldn’t go off alone,” Jester said running to catch up to her.  If she hadn’t Yasha would have as she moved to follow them.

Before she left though she heard what the others were saying in hushed tones, “well what do you think it was Caleb, you’re the magic expert,” Fjord asked as quietly as he could.

“I don’t know,” Caleb admitted with a sigh, “I was not lying when I told her that there are many types of magic that effect the mind, certain spells can only be cast by wizards, others by clerics, so I have no idea what was cast or even where to look.  The scroll makes things trickier, as it could be any spell known to arcana, and when they’re used they tend to be used up completely.”

“I found some remains of it maybe,” Nott said breaking into the conversation. “Jester and I also found a few rings which ran off with, a necklace, and a large purse of a hundred platinum,” which was the last thing Yasha heard before leaving the room.  She wouldn’t be much help sifting through magic spells, she’d be more helpful guarding Beau and Jester from anything that might pop up.

About a half hour later they had combed through the remains of the cultists for anything valuable, they got a lot of knives and some poison, and in total the other cultists might have had a hundred gold between them.  Beau was clearly agitated and tired, but she rested on the cart and kept her mouth shut.  Jester took a spot next to her, “I don’t want you to be pouty all alone,” she said when Beau questioned her.

“I’m not being pouty,” Beau said humfring to prove Jester right, but she didn’t protest the cleric’s company.  Yasha felt an uncomfortable feeling in her guts at that, a feeling she didn’t like and pretended didn’t exist. It was good that Beau was letting Jester comfort her, it was a good thing and Yasha should be glad was letting someone do it, even if she had snapped at Yasha when she tried.  

It was a long ride back to the village, even with Jester doing her best to keep Beau’s spirits up the monk was clearly ready for a week of sleep.  The villagers crowded around them all asking questions about the ghosts, not giving them a chance to answer.  Beau looked like she was going to kill someone if they didn’t get out of her way so Yasha, Jester, and Nott took her to the inn they were staying at leaving the charismatic party members behind to explain what happened and collect their payment.  

The Rusting Tankard wasn’t exactly the most inviting name for their needs, but it did claim to have hot water for bathing and rooms for sale which was good enough for them.  They didn’t have a laundry service, it wasn’t Zadash, but the baths were nice, tubs, not a large communal bath like a bathhouse would have but hot water all the same.  When the inn keeper saw the state Beau was in she offered to only charge half the normal fee for the bath if the monk promised she wouldn’t set foot in her common room again until she was washed.  

Caduceus offered to take care of the bloodstains on Beau’s clothes, he said something about the red not mingling well with the blues.  It would take a while, but he said he could do it.  Beau told him he didn’t have to, it was just clothes and she could buy another outfit, but he told her it would be fine.  They all knew Beau was full of bullshit, she could get new clothes of course, but her clothes were her monk uniform, she’s been wearing them since before they all met, there’s something sentimental about that, even if she didn’t want to admit it.  So, Beau took a hot steamy bath that got the blood off of her and made her feel like a person again, Jester offered to bath her but the monk turned her down saying it would be weird.  After which Beau was stuck in a pair of work breeches and a brown shirt that the inn keeper’s son had long out grown.  Beau had been offered a dress, with which the inn keeper said she’d look so much prettier if she actually dressed like a woman, Fjord managed to use that old half-orc charm to let them not get kicked out after the things Beau said to the woman.  

After that it was a quick dinner, after which Fjord and Caduceus insisted Beau go to bed, of course despite the monk saying she needed sleep she fought them all the way.  Eventually with Jester’s help, Yasha managed to wrangle Beau upstairs to the room and force her into the bed.  “A pair of strong beautiful women dragging me to their room, are you sure I’m not already dreaming,” Beau asked them cheesily.  Both Jester and Yasha agreed that they didn’t blush at that stupid line and anything that Beau saw that might be mistaken for such things was because of her mental trauma.  

After that Beau fell asleep right away which was understandable. Jester stayed up a bit longer drawing in her sketch book to show the Traveler before conking out too.  Yasha took up her sitting position on the floor as always, Beau and Jester often offered to switch or share the bed with her, but she always turned them down.  She was used to the floor and it was fine enough, a wooden floor was softer than the ground she normally slept on.  

Yasha fell asleep eventually, it was always a struggle with her nightmares, but it always came eventually.  But she was a light sleeper, in Xhorhas you had to be, or you might not wake up.  Beau’s feet crossing the wood roused her from her slumber and Yasha’s eyes flashed open ready for danger, but there was just Beau leaning against the wall sweeting. It felt strange for Yasha watching Beau in the darkness, knowing that Beau couldn’t see her.  Yasha knew that she was doing nothing wrong, she wasn’t watching Beau as she slept, Beau woke her up and she had yet to go to sleep was all that it was, but it felt strange all the same.

Yasha watched Beau standing there in the darkness and wondered what she was doing. At first Yasha wondered if Beau just needed to use the bathroom down the hall, but when she saw the monk take her boots with her when she left the room Yasha knew something was up.  She left a quick note for Jester in case the tiefling woke up and followed the monk. Yasha wasn’t the best at being quiet she wasn’t awful but she was just too big to be graceful outside of battle.  But while Beau normally was perceptive, she only had human eyes and was distracted, she didn’t even bring her goggles when she left.  

Yasha followed the Monk outside of the inn and eventually outside of the town, in the moonlight, one moon was even full making it easy for her.  When Beau left the town limits Yasha started to get worried, maybe Caleb had been right and the spell had done something to Beau’s mind.  When Beau got to the edge of the forest that neighbored the small town Yasha wondered if she should stop Beau from leaving town, she wondered if she should go back and find the others, but she didn’t.  Yasha didn’t know why she didn’t, but she followed Beau into the dark forest all the same.

The tiny monk kept going through the forest for another few minutes until she found where she wanted to be.  It didn’t look like anything special to Yasha, but Beau seemed to think it was perfect for whatever she was doing out there.  Sitting down Beau mediated for a few minutes, she was never good at it and could never do it for very long even now, but it did help to center herself, to let her feel like her Ki was a part of her rather than a resource to use.

The monk of the Cobalt Soul focused the best she could, the nightmares still whispered in her ear, but maybe if she wasn't just imagining it, maybe they were a bit quieter,  So it didn’t work, Beau didn’t walk all the way out there to mediate, and with that she got up from her sitting position and turned to the trees and started swinging away..

Yasha watched all of this with a sense of fascination, she had seen Beau fight many times, but that was always practiced martial arts.  This Beau was different she wasn't using any of the martial arts that the monks beat into her, she looked beautiful in the moonlight was all Yasha could think of.  Beau was beautiful she always had been, Yasha never denied that despite being resistant to the monk’s advances. Beau might be short but that was no problem for Yasha  But there was always something that felt like Beau was holding back part of herself.  

This Beauregard was different from her normal self, Beau had always seemed surprisingly reserved in the eyes of the barbarian, but now this raw, angry Beau who was trying to exhaust herself was like Yasha was seeing her without holding herself back like she was watching Beau rage without being in battle. The vulnerability Beau was was exhibiting  was something that made Yasha feel dirty observing without her knowledge, but it was hard to look away.  When the first tree fell Yasha was in awe seeing what Beau could do with her bare hands.  But when the tears started to fall from Beau’s face and she collapsed to the ground weeping, though Yasha knew she couldn’t watch this anymore, watching her punch trees wildly was one thing, but this was too private.

Of course, the gods had a sense of humor though, despite being able to follow Beau silently since she left their room, a rouge twig gave her away.  “Who’s there,” Beau shouted, her throat raw from crying and sounding exhausted but looked ready to unleash her anger on a real foe.

Sighing, Yasha stepped out from behind the tree that had been her shelter and into the moonlight, “it’s me Beauregard.”  

“Yasha,” Beau said more than asked sounding confused, “what are you doing out here?”

“I you woke me up when you left the room,” Yasha said thinking honesty was the best policy.  “After what happened today I was worried that you weren’t in the right mind.  I thought maybe you were leaving.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to walk away, I know that’s your thing,” Beau said and it hurt Yasha’s heart to know she was right.  Noticing the hurt on Yasha’s face Beau felt ashamed, “I’m sorry, I’m upset that I was being spied on, but I shouldn’t have said that.”

“It’s fine,” Yasha lied, “you didn’t say anything that was untrue.”

“Yeah, but I didn't’ say it because it was true,” Beau said ashamed, “I said it because I wanted it to hurt you, so I’m sorry.”

“Beauregard,” Yasha said softly, “what happened today with the cult leader?  I won’t tell anyone but you need to talk to someone if only so you don’t have to carry the burden alone.”  when it looked like Beau was just going to wave her off, Yasha decided to play dirty, “Molly taught me that you know,” it was true, but it also wasn’t fair.

“That’s some cheap shit, Yasha,” Beau said with a huff.

“Perhaps,” Yasha admitted, she knows how much Molly’s death weighs on Beau, “but it’s the type of cheap move that gets results, which he would care about more if it was with someone he cared about.”

For a moment Beau was quiet, and Yasha thought she pushed too hard, “it was my dad,” Beau said with a hint of finality.  “Whatever the good Reverend’s spell did to me…, I saw my dad.  Except, I wasn’t me anymore, I was back to being a little girl and he seemed so much bigger than he is in real life, just as much of an asshole though.”  And like that, the dam began to break, “he was yelling at me again like he always did, calling me worthless, that I was nothing, that I was born broken, all things he’s said since I was eight, but then he called me unloveable and I don’t know why but something broke inside of me and I flipped out on him.  I’m not sure if I broke the spell or if I just swung hard enough at what I thought was my dad to disrupt the reverend’s spell, but it happened.  I didn’t stop swinging though, not when he surrendered, not when he begged for mercy, not when he stopped saying anything,” Beau said softly as she remembered the squishing of the man’s remains beneath her.

“Why do you think it bothered you so much, what the projection of your father said,” Yasha asked at a loss.  She wanted to help Beauregard, she wanted to help her so much but she wasn’t good at this sort of thing. She wasn’t like Molly who could get anyone to talk just by being him and she wasn’t like Caduceus that managed to help everyone he talked to.

“Because he was right,” Beau shouted as she turned away from Yasha, tears were starting to fall down her face again and she didn’t want Yasha to see.  “Because I’m broken, I’m worthless, and I’m nothing.  But he was right, I’m unloveable,” and Yasha had never heard Beau’s voice sounding so weak and defeated.

Before Beau could say another word though she felt Yasha’s massive arms wrap around her from behind, “don’t say that Beau,” Yasha whispered into her back.  “Don’t say that son of a bitch was right because he isn’t.  You are amazing, you are beautiful, and you are loved, so don’t listen to those voices in your head that are telling you otherwise.  They’re lying to you, so don’t listen to them.” She didn’t know what to say, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to try to help and she just let the truth flow out.

Yasha could feel the smaller woman weeping in her arms and didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to trip over the words, she just needed for Beau to know she was there, and that someone cared about her.

Gonna level with you, I sort of rushed the ending.  It’s close to 10:00 pm here on thursday night which means Critical Role is on so I needed to get this up and posted because I don’t want to write it during the episode.  So here’s my work for the prompt Canon Lesbian, which Beau is and she’s my favorite character.  I think Yasha is too, and I headcanon her as a lesbian, but all we know is that she does is attracted to women, obviously since she was married to one.  This was an odd piece, originally it was supposed to be from Beau’s perspective and end after she broke the spell, and honestly it was supposed to be more Beaujester than Beauyasha, but I decided to make the change for some reason.  I’ll do a Beaujester one shot later but for now this is my second story for CRfemslash week.  Read and comment if you want more, it helps more than you would think.

PS for those who might be curious, the spell that was cast on Beau was Weird, a ninth level spell.  The Reverend who I call Joffell was wealthy and stumbled upon treasure he didn’t realize the worth of, but he was also an idiot who wasted a 9th level spell because Beau pissed him off in the first draft of the story.

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Real is Better than First: First Kiss

3rd day, Prompt First Kiss from the second day because I got my prompts messed up and yesterday’s worked better for moonlight which is today’s prompt.  Though I suppose Canon Bisexuals Vex and Percy make a cameo so it might count. regardless this is it for today. Personally, I believe that Jester is bi but that isn’t the prompt since its just a headcanon.  anyway, on to the story. If you enjoy the story please leave a review or a reblog because they help me and mean more to writers than you’ll ever know.

    “Hey Beau,” Jester said surprisingly meek for her normal self.  But it was late at night, and they were in a room in an inn and they should have been asleep already but there was something that kept running through Jester’s head that wouldn’t let her sleep.  “Are you awake?” She didn’t know why whenever she thought about kissing advice she thought about Beau. Actually, it was weird whenever she thought about kissing she thought about Beau, not just about advice.

    For a moment the dark room was quiet, for a moment Jester thought Beau was either asleep or was going to ignore her, but that didn’t happen.  “Yeah Jes,” Beau said the frustration was clear in her voice, but as always, she didn’t take it out on Jester, “I’m up.”

She sounded exhausted, they had been traveling for a week straight and this was the first night in a while that they got to sleep in.  Jester immediately felt guilty, “never mind. It’s stupid,” she said trying to pretend she wasn’t being bothered by intrusive thoughts.  

“Come on Jester,” Beau said sitting up.  Beau couldn’t see anything but Jester’s eyes in the dark, but Jester could see all of Beau and drank in the sight.  She looked agitated but not angry her vest was off leaving only her wrappings, and her hair was down, something only Jester got to see.  Normally the monk left her hair up when they traveled on the road because it was too much of a hassle to put it up every morning. Jester didn’t care, she liked how Beau looked either way, “I’m already up so you might as well tell me already, otherwise I’m not going to be getting any sleep either.”

“Like I said it’s stupid,” Jester said trying to disengage from the conversation.

“Maybe it is, but I still want to hear about it,” Beau said patiently, at least patiently for her.

“I was just wondering…, what was your first kiss like,” Jester asked softly.  She had spoken to Nott about this and while the goblin was really smart and knew things, Jester didn’t think her romantic advice would really help her in this situation.  She wasn’t even looking for advice really, just some clarification, something to compare her kiss with Fjord with so she could have some perspective.

“Any particular reason why you want to know,” Beau asked softly.  Jester never understood why the others thought Beau was some gruff abrasive bitch all the time, well she could definitely be that, but Beau was also so incredibly soft to her.  But Jester still didn’t feel like talking about her kiss in the hydra temple on Urukaxl, she still wasn’t sure how she felt about it.

“You don’t have to tell me anything yet,” Beau told her sensing her distress.  She walked over to Jester’s bed and sat down to give Jester a hug, “not if you don’t want to.  We can just talk about me for a bit until you’re ready.” Jester nodded instead of saying anything, her head shaking Beau’s shoulder when she did.  “My first kiss, well it wasn’t very good I can tell you that. I think I was 12 or maybe 13, seemed like a lifetime ago. It was with this kid Brody Farris, he was a stable hand that worked at my family’s estate, his whole family worked for mine.”

“He,” Jester interrupted confused, “your first kiss was with a boy?”  She knew that Beau liked girls, like a lot and pretty much exclusively.  She couldn’t even imagine Beau kissing a boy and she thought about Beau and kissing a lot.

“Yeah,” Beau said surprised that Jester was surprised, “I mean I told you there weren’t many other kids that I knew growing up, I didn’t have any friends.  He was the closest to my age so when I was younger I used to follow him around whenever my parents were away, and I could sneak out of my room. He was older than me at 15; I used to think he was so cool and that he knew everything, I mean looking back he was an idiot but so was I for believing him.  Back then I might have even believed that he was good looking, how naïve I was. One day he said he wanted to show me something in the stables and I went with him thinking he was going to show me a frog he caught or something. But when we got there he pushed me against the wall and just kind of shoved his lips onto mine.”  

“He shoved you against the wall,” Jester said confused.  Beau was this awesome super cool monk woman who fought monsters 5 times her size with her fists and a stick, she couldn’t imagine someone pushing her against the wall.  That was silly, almost as silly as thinking about her kissing a boy. It was ridiculous to think about Beau being roughly pushed against the wall her beautiful blue eyes going wide.  Maybe she’d fight a bit until she whispered don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you and then rebellion would turn to acceptance, curiosity, maybe even slight submission when blue lips captured her own.  But definitely not with a boy, that would be crazy, Jester thought doing her best to push away thoughts of a Beau pinned between a strong woman and the walls of the inn.

“I was 12 at the time Jester,” Beau whined, but not in a spoiled way, just in the way she did when things annoyed her.  “I didn’t learn to fight and I didn’t get these,” she said making a muscle with her arms that Jester definitely wasn’t staring at, “until I was sent away and trained by monks. I was just a little kid who didn’t know anything about anything and there was this older boy who I thought was so cool kissing me, so I froze up.  It wasn’t a good kiss, he didn’t know what to do with his lips or his hands, he tried to slip tongue without reading the situation, and his breath was awful, like worse than Caleb did when we first met him.”

“That sounds pretty bad,” Jester had to admit.  It was hard to wrap the whole idea of Beau not being super strong and awesome and kissing a boy, like it didn’t feel real.

“Yeah it was, I kept trying to push him away, but he was a lot bigger than me and didn’t want to stop.  Eventually on of his hands touched my chest and I saw red and just slugged him. Even if I didn’t learn how to fight until I went to the Cobalt Soul, my father ‘trained’ me a bit so I did know how to throw a punch.  He got upset at that and said that I should have liked it and that girls were supposed to like kissing. But then I screamed at him to never do that again,” Beau said softly remembering back then, “and he stopped yelling at me once he got a good look at me.  To be fair, Brody did seem genuinely sorry after that and promised he wouldn’t, but I still didn’t ever hang around him again. He stopped being someone I thought I could see as a friend and someone else in the house that didn’t care what I wanted.”

“That’s horrible Beau,” Jester said not really feeling like horrible covered it.  Her kiss with Fjord was bad but at least he did it to save her life and Fjord was a good guy.  She was sure that he would ask next time they kissed, though she didn’t know why it felt like she would say no.  

“But that wasn’t even the worst part, ya know,” Beau said breaking Jester from her thoughts. “The worst part was how wrong it felt, in all the books and junk made it sound like kisses were wonderful that the made you feel like you weren’t alive until you’ve been kissed.  That you were just silly girl before and being kissed by a boy made you a woman. When Brody kissed me I just felt like it was gross and didn’t want to do it anymore. I ran up to my room and cried because the kiss just felt wrong and I felt like I was broken because I didn’t like it when he kissed me.”

“So, kissing a boy made you feel bad,” Jester asked, that wasn’t what she felt when she kissed Fjord, it didn’t feel good, but it didn’t make her feel bad either.  It just made her feel confused and underwhelmed. She did know what Beau was talking about with the stories, kissing was supposed to always be wonderful and magical, real kissing wasn’t like that, or at least it hadn’t been.

“It made me feel awful, like another thing about me was broken,” that made Jester raise an eyebrow, why would Beau ever think she was broken? “After that,” Beau said softly before Jester could question the first part, “I’d sneak out sometimes and hang out with other boys, sometimes I would kiss them, just to see if I was still broken and each time it proved I was until the idea of kissing someone just made me feel ill.”

“Well you obviously don’t mind kissing now,” Jester said, she remembered seeing Beau and Keg together and they were doing a lot more than kissing.  Jester thought about what they were doing quite a lot actually. When she did it made her feel dirty and a could sometimes make her feel upset when she did which was weird. She didn’t really feel anything whenever she saw her mother with a client.

“Well I realized a few years later that it wasn’t that I was broken, that it was kissing boys that was the problem for me,” Beau explained.

“So than what happened,” Jester asked getting into it, “what made you realize it was kissing boys that you didn’t like?”

“It was all sorts of things, there were little clues that would have been a red flag that I was a big old lesbian if I saw them today.  Like growing up I’d spend some time watching the servant girls in the house from time to time, not like a creep or anything, just extra lingering because I thought they looked pretty.  I’d pay more attention to the women who taught me than the men, though I still didn’t remember much. When I got a little older and worried about being broken there were times when I would specifically seek out a boy who had a girlfriend to kiss, because I was more interested in seeing her talk to me and look at me was more important to me than kissing her boyfriend, even if she was only getting angry at me.  Which might explain somethings now that I think about it,” Beau said contemplatively.

“But what really opened my eyes was when I was 16, there was this ball at the estate of one of my father’s ‘friends,’” Beau said friend as if her father didn’t know the meaning of the word.  “There was some super famous rich couple from Tal’Dorei who were in Empire traveling to Deastok for some reason. I don’t know, all I remember is that they were rich and famous enough for the whole town to act as if it was a holiday because they graced our small town.  Even my father who hated Tal’doreians told me to be on my best behavior or he would lock me in the basement for a week. So there I was a young girl of 16, surrounded by a bunch of people who hated each other trying to pretend that they were best friends so the guests wouldn’t look down on them, forced to wear a dress that didn’t fit me right.  You can probably tell that I hated every moment of it.”

“I’m sure you looked wonderful Beau,” Jester said giggling at the thought of Beau in dress.  It wasn’t so ha ha funny that the Traveler was into, but more like an I want to see that sort of funny.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” Beau said slightly grumpy, but she always sounded a little grumpy.  “Anyway, so the party had started, rich people were trying to pretend they could stand each other and failing at it, when the guests of honor arrived.  The hall doors opened, and they stepped out into the ballroom, the husband and wife from Tal’Dorei, the man was handsome, like Fjord handsome and it’s me so I’m pretty sure you’d flip if you saw him.  Human, short white hair, glasses that looked like he was a tinker instead of a lord. He was wearing a nice neat blue suit with gold trimming with a sword on his belt and a barely concealed look of distain that might have matched my own.  He seemed really cool, like obviously I wouldn’t go for him, but someone who likes guys probably would.”

“He sounds okay, but probably not my type,” Jester said skeptical he sounded okay, but she couldn’t imagine ever falling for a guy like that despite how great Beau made him sound.  “What was the wife like though.”

Beau’s face broke out into a legitimate smile, a rare sight to behold, “sweet Iounn Jester she was beautiful.  I mean it might be because I was sixteen when I saw her but she is like the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, no offense to your mom or anything.”  Jester didn’t take offense at her mother’s honor, she doubted that this Tal’Doreian woman could even hold a candle to the Ruby of the Sea, it must have only been 16-year-old Beau’s immature thoughts.  Still, it felt weird to see Beau get this worked up over a woman that wasn’t Yasha, Jester wasn’t sure if she liked it. “Just seeing her walk in through those doors was enough to cause me to have a gay awakening, or at least a gay smack in the face to make me realize how gay I already was though I wouldn’t really understand it until later that night.  I just knew she was beautiful and I could stare at her all night and be happy for a week. She was an elf, or maybe a half-elf, she had these big grey eyes that radiated intelligence and cunning. She had long black hair that was tied into a braided ponytail that looked like it would be as soft as silk if you touched it. Just something about her just radiated strength, power, and charm, like even though she was in a room surrounded by strangers that wanted to wine and dine her, she was the one in charge.  And the dress she was wearing, I mean she had elven blood so she had a slight build, but what a body and the way her dress clung to-,” Beau started to go on, but Jester interrupted her.

“Yes, she sounds lovely Beau,” Jester interrupted feeling sort of pouty for some reason, “but surely you didn’t realize that you were a lesbian from just staring at this woman…, did you?”  She couldn’t have been that pretty, I mean there was pretty but no one is that pretty.

“Well I mean maybe if I got to stare at her all night like I planned to but that didn’t happen,” Beau said continuing the story, it didn’t seem like she realized why Jester had interrupted her before.  “It was a rich people party, which meant that everything was meant to be used as a weapon or to gain an advantage against the other families. My father ordered me to dance with our guests and make them learn about the honor of the Lionnet Family.  I don’t know how he expected me, a 16 year old to do that by dancing with people, but back then I was too scared of my dad to disobey him openly.”

“So, I stood in line with the other women waiting to dance with Lord Perry or something, I don’t actually remember what their names were now that I think about it,” Beau half lied to make herself look better.  It might be true that she didn’t remember the husband’s name that much, she met a dozen powerful people in her teens, she had the name Lady Vex’ahlia, Baroness of Whitestone carved into her mind from the moment she saw the beautiful woman.  “There were dozens of girls my age and even some my mom’s waiting their turn to dance with the handsome stranger while the men did the same with his wife. I will admit that when it got to be my turn, Lord Paulson seemed like a cool dude, I think he saw how uncomfortable I was and made some jokes about the stuffiness of the room and actually made me laugh.  He was a good dancer if I recall and actually lead like he was supposed to do instead of just moving me how he wanted me to. Anyway, after three minutes or so was it and I walked away from my most pleasant dance with a man I’ve ever had even though I knew I failed the mission my father had sent me there for so I kind of disappeared for an hour or so to become a wallflower.”

“I was feeling down that my father would yell at me for not seducing Lord Peril into love the Lionnet Family and just watching Lady -,” Beau started to say before she remembered she told Jester that she didn’t remember her name.  “Lady Vickie, throughout the night being constantly harassed by men asking her to dance. Once the initial lines died down it was something of a free-for-all and of course every man in the hall wanted another dance with the Tal’Dorian goddess.  I saw two lords almost ready to duel over who got to dance with another man’s wife who was uninterested in either of them while others were getting ready to brawl over that honor. My own father was among them, but I don’t think anyone cared, my mom was on the other side trying to get Lord Penski to dance with her a third time.  I don’t know why, maybe it was my finding a loop hole in my father’s orders to dance with the foreign guests, maybe it was the 2 bottles of booze I managed to squirrel away from the adult tables, maybe it was me part of me already knew I was a lesbian while the rest of me caught up and got tired of waiting, but I walked over to the Lady and asked her for a dance.”

“It was stupid, looking back on it, it could have backfired spectacular and made my family look like a fool if Lady Vexy, wasn’t as wonderful on the inside as she was on the outside and turned me down harshly.  But luckily she was beautiful inside too and accepted my request of a dance with a smile. I sort of blacked out during it, I mean I remember every part of it vividly but when it actually happened my brain shut off.  She lead, one of her hands in mine and her other on the small of my back and pulled me closer to her and I think that’s when my brain shut down. It was like dancing with air Jester,” Beau said dramatically, “I’ve never met someone as graceful as her, I can’t even remember our feet hitting the ground.  She talked to me during our dance, made me feel comfortable, made me feel safe even when she dipped or twirled me, it was just amazing.”

“That sounds…, really cool,” Jester admitted. It did sound amazing the way Beau described that night, she knows that Beau is well read and smarter than she pretended to be, but it was like Beau was possessed by the ghost of a poet.  

“When our dance was over she gave me a kiss on the cheek and thanked me for the dance,” Beau continued, “and I might have well been dancing with the fey queen for what that kiss did to me.  Every lousy kiss I ever had with a boy that made me feel nothing at best was blown out of the water by that little peck on the cheek.”

“That sounds really…, great,” Jester said feeling odd. She was glad her friend trusted her with this, but it didn’t make her feel any better about her first kiss with Fjord and how she didn’t feel anything from it.

“I mean it was, kind of an eye opener that helped me realize who I am,” Beau said.  “The best thing, other than the dance, the kiss and the enlightenment of course, was that my dad didn’t even yell at me during the carriage ride back, he actually was proud of me.  He said that me getting to dance with Lady Vex while all the men were about to come to blows over the opportunity was a stroke of genius.” Of course he neglected to mention that he was one of the men and the next day he was back to treating her like crap but it had been the nicest he had been to his daughter in years so Beau was going to take it.

“Are you ready to tell me the reason you’ve decided to ask me all these questions now,” Beau asked.  Like Jester said she was smarter than she pretended to be.

“It’s just,” Jester started letting out a sigh, “when we were in the temple with the snake people and were underwater, Fjord kind of kissed me.  Like it wasn’t a kiss kiss, he put his lips on mine so I could breathe, but it’s sort of the same thing. I just thought our first kiss would feel bigger, like you said the stories always make it out to be so amazing, but it didn’t.  I want to feel alive when I’m kissed, not just not dead,” Jester said sadly.

“I mean, I’m just going to put it out there,” Beau said scratching the back of her head, “why does that thing you did with Fjord have to be your first kiss?”

“What do you mean, he put his lips on mine, that’s a kiss, my first kiss what else would it be,” Jester asked confused.

“Well I mean he gave you air to breathe, that doesn’t make it a kiss, I mean you put your lips on Caleb’s when you thought, I mean when he was having a heart attack before we even went to the temple,” Beau argued.  “But that wasn’t a kiss, so what makes what Fjord did to you a kiss when with Caleb it wasn’t?”

“Well…,” Jester started to explain the difference but found she couldn’t.  She knew what she did with Caleb to help him from his heart attack wasn’t a kiss, but then if that wasn’t a kiss than…, maybe what Fjord did with her wasn’t a kiss either.  “I mean that’s true…, maybe I’ve never been kissed before,” she said in a quiet sad voice. It was an odd feeling to say that outloud. On one hand it means that her first kiss wasn’t empty like the one she shared with Fjord, on the other it meant that she still hadn’t had her first kiss.

“I mean you can still take it, but if you want to have a better first kiss, maybe you could just have to take the gamble that the future’s going to be better.  But I’m just saying that first kisses are kind of overrated, mine was terrible and with someone I wouldn’t ever be attracted to and I’ve had a lot better kisses since then,” Beau said trying to smooth things over.  “From what I’ve seen first kisses tend to be disappointment. I’m just saying, it’s okay if your first kiss was disappointing, your very loveable Jester, I’m sure you’ll have a million kisses that will make you feel as amazing as you want it to,” she said giving Jester a hug.

They sat there for a moment, just being comfortable holding each other, until Jester broke the silence.  “Hey Beau,” she started softly and scared, but worked up her courage, “you said that most first kisses are bad, even if I don’t count what Fjord did as my first kiss, so I’m probably going to have a bad first kiss no matter what.”

“I mean I don’t want to rain on your parade, but I think most people’s first kisses suck as a general rule,” Beau said trying to be nice, at least as nice as she could be.  

“Well then…, maybe,” Jester said gathering her courage, “maybe I should get my first kiss out of the way if it’s going to be terrible anyway.”

Beau froze for a moment and Jester was worried that she said the wrong thing and lost a friend.  But that turned out to be a false alarm, “I mean if you think that’s best, I suppose it couldn’t hurt taking fate into your own hands.  I mean I’m sure you could find someone to kiss you Jester, you’re really loveable,” Beau said tripping over her words.

“So than,” Jester said clearing her throat and facing Beau, “maybe I should get it out of the way soon, maybe tonight if it’s possible?”  She over and over again in her head she hoped that Beau would say yes.

“I mean…, if you’re sure, I could help you out with that,” Beau said nervously. She had been here before, kissing girls who questioned their sexuality a dozen times over and been hurt each time.  But it was Jester, sweet, kind, beautiful Jester who never treated her like she was worthless or broken or something to to use and discard. “But only if you’re sure.”

instead of answering Jester got up from their hug, climbed into Beau’s lap and put her hands around her neck and went for it.  It wasn’t anything special, not really, just a quick kiss, more than a peck but less than making out. There wasn’t fireworks and she didn’t suddenly feel like breaking out into song, but she did feel warm and had tingles going through her body that she had never felt before.  But what's more is she felt Alive, like really alive instead of not dead. And she felt like kissing Beau some more, maybe lots more, definitely lots more.

“How was that,” Beau asked carefully and softly like she was unsure of anything, so different from her normal pretend to be confident self.  Jester had to say that vulnerability was an attractive look on the monk. Even with dark vision she couldn't make out the colors on Beau’s face, but Jester was sure she was blushing.

“It was terrible,” Jester managed to say with a giggle, but stopped when she saw Beau’s face drop, “no no I’m kidding, I’m trying to make a joke where I say we might need to practice,” Jester said in her Twiggy voice.

“Oh well,” Beau said surprised, “I mean we can just do that, if you want.”

Oh I want to,” Jester said placing a bunch of kisses on Beau’s face, most on her lips but all over, she couldn't stop herself she was giddy.

It continued like that until Beau with her monk like speed wrapped her arms around Jester and pulled the blue tiefling into a deep kiss.  It was the type of kiss that Jester had read about, not in her story books, but in something like Tusk Love. But now, Jester wasn’t sure if Oskar and Guinevere were actually any good at kissing, because they were shit compared to Beau.

After about a minute Beau stopped attacking her with her sultry lips and Jester was able to breathe again. She laid back on the bed panting, like she had been running for miles, kissing in real life was so much better. No wonder people paid her momma so much if sex was even better than kissing.  

“Are you okay Jester,” Beau looked over her worried.

“Oh yes, I am fine,” Jester managed to, “really really fine,” she got out as she recovered from that thing Beau did with her lips.

“Alright I think that’s enough kissing for tonight, it’s getting late,” Beau said helping her up before walking over to her own bed.  She laid down to go back to sleep.

“Hey Beau,” Jester said after a few minutes.

“Jester, you know I like you a lot right,” Beau said not getting up from her bed, “like more than anyone else in the group. And what just happened was amazing, but I really need to go to bed so if you don’t pipe down I’m gonna gag you.”

“I was just wondering…,” Jester said quietly in the dark.

“Alright,” Beau said, she didn’t get up but she turned over so that she could look at Jester, “out with it so I can get some sleep.”  Her own special way of saying she cared.

“Well.., you my girlfriend,” Jester asked hopefully.

Beau was quiet for a bit, “Jester I know you’re a bit giddy after being kissed, but maybe you shouldn’t rush into things right now.  Maybe sleep on it, if you still want me in the morning, well we can work something out, but don’t rush something like this okay,” it was unfortunate but Beau knew from experience that she was rarely wanted in the morning.   She didn’t want to ruin Jester’s experience though. She was sure that the cleric would be back to crushing on Fjord tomorrow and she could pretend it wouldn’t hurt when she did.

“Alright Beau,” Jester said knowing she’d want Beau no matter when and where, “we’ll see in the morning,” she said before laying down.  She fell asleep quickly now that she wasn’t worried about the if the kiss meant anything, it had saved her life, but it didn’t make her feel alive like Beau did.

A few hours later Beau woke up with the sun high in the sky and Jester’s arms wrapped around her.  There was a note on her that read, ‘the suns up which means it’s morning and I chose you.’

That made Beau smile, “Alright Jester,” Beau whispered giving her blue tiefling girlfriend a kiss on the forehead, “you made your choice, don’t regret it.”  And with that she turned around so she could hold Jester too, if they were girlfriends now she could.

Alright, third day done, Beaujester mood.  Originally I was reluctant to ship them as anything other than platonic because vexleth was my opt during campaign 1 and since Jester almost started with a crush on Fjord I wasn’t ready to be hurt again.  My main ship is still Beauyasha but these two disasters have been creeping into my heart against my will. I have nothing against Fjorester, it’s not my ship but it could still be cute, but I kind of ship Fjord and Caleb from the beginning so… just not my ship.  Also the Vex and Percy mentions were supposed to be a quick mention but kind of took on a mind of its own. Like I said vexleth was my opt, I know it’s ridiculous but I love the idea that Vex was Beau’s gay awakening. Also a lot of Jester’s thoughts are filtered through a woman who has a heterocentric worldview, I don't think Jester’s a lesbian, but I’m pretty sure she’s bi, at least she’s bi here.  It’s kind of like she knows people can be gay, her mother’s had female suitors before, but all her books always told stories of men and women falling in love so she never thought it was something that could happen to her until her eyes were kind of opened and then it’s just like how did I not realize it. So I think she’s kind of thirsty for sexy women, not in the same way Beau is because she doesn’t know that she’s part of the community, she just doesn’t realize it and thinks she just admires the aesthetics of women in a completely non-romantic or sexual way despite thinking it would be really cool to have a girlfriend if she swung that way.  

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Nature Dorks in love

Just a piece of Vexleth smut that I’ve been working on and off of for the past few months.  I’m sorry if things sound a bit disjointed, it happens when you’re not writing a piece consistently.  I decided that since there’s a critrole femslash even on tumblr I might as well get my butt in gear.  

Bit of background, this is the campaign world where Vex and Keyleth got together instead of the canon pairings.  It takes place during the year off after Hell. It’s pretty much a pwp but I did try and keep things in character as much as possible.  This is only my second time writing a smut story so feedback would be nice.  Read it and tell me what you think.

    “Keyleth darling,” Vex said, her voice smoother than velvet and softer her silk panties that she was shoving into Keyleth’s mouth, “while I adore your voice, for right now I just want to hear you moan.”  She was going deliberately slow, not to tease as one normally did when engaging in bondage fun like this, but so she didn’t overwhelm the other woman before her.  Well underneath her.  

    There she was, Keyleth of the Ashari, Voice of the Tempest, tied to Vex’s bed by her arms and legs by silk ropes. She wearing a thin green dress that hugged every inch of her, more like paper wrapping covering a present than clothing.  ‘And what a gift she is,’ Vex thought as she examined her handiwork from a few minutes ago.

Keyleth’s wrists and ankles were tied to the bed posts, not so tight to cut off circulation but tight enough that she couldn’t kick them off.  Vex had also made sure that her hands and fingers were free though as a means to communicate.  “Alright now test it out,” Vex commanded, Keyleth rolled her eyes but complied all the same.  One snap for slow down, two to stop, and three to be the last warning before she turned into a dragon and threw Vex off of her.  Keyleth thought that Vex was kidding when she told explained the hand signals, but Vex was dead serious.  Communication might not be the sexiest part of engaging in bondage play, but it was the most important.  She couldn’t bare the thought of actually hurting Keyleth or forcing her to do something she wasn’t comfortable with so she gave Keyleth full permission to change into whatever or cast whatever spell at her if Vex didn’t listen to her boundaries.  It was especially important as the druid had managed to request that she be gagged when they were discussing their likes and dislikes earlier.  Vex had been surprised when her Shy Flower managed to stammer through her trembling lips that she wanted to be gagged as well as tied up.  It had shocked the ranger, but Vex had her own fantasy of having Keyleth bound and gagged at her mercy.

It was their anniversary after all, a little more than a year since Keyleth broke down and confessed her love for the ranger after the ordeal they faced in the temple of the Raven Queen.  And Vex had wanted to do something special for her Shy Flower, though when she asked what Keyleth wanted from her she had expected flowers, or jewelry, or a new dress, not sexy bondage time with costumes and ropes, but Vex’ahlia couldn’t deny Keyleth anything, must less something she would also immensely enjoy.  

So there they were, Vex wearing nothing but tight leather ‘armor’ that was little more than a corset that didn’t even cover her tits.  Keyleth on the other hand was dressed far more conservatively at first glance, wearing a replica of her normal attire. Fake antlers opposed to her normal circlet that Vex bought for tonight and a green dress similar to her normal robe, but so thin Vex was sure she could rip it apart with just her nails.  Truthfully the antlers would have looked a bit silly on anyone else tied to a bed and normally Keyleth removed them before they had fun in bed, but like most things about her they just seemed to fit Keyleth.  Besides, Vex had plans for the antlers that she had been fantasising since they had met and tonight was a good time to indulge.  “Remember,” Vex said warily kissing Keyleth’s muted lips, “if you aren’t comfortable with anything I do snap your fingers and I’ll stop no questions asked and we can just have sex like normal, or we can do something else.  I’m serious Keyleth, I want you to feel good about this, so very good and if you’re not enjoying it there’s no point.”

Keyleth nodded after a moment but decided to just spit her girlfriend’s wadded up panties out and just use her words. “It’s okay Vex,” Keyleth said momentarily forgetting she was tied to the bedposts and tried to brush the worry off of her girlfriend’s face.  “I trust you, but you also have to trust me to tell you if you go to far, just know I can tear these ropes apart in seconds if I need to alright?”

“Alright Keyleth,” Vex nodded as she let out the breath she didn’t realize she was holding.

“I want another kiss before we start,” Keyleth said abruptly.

“Of course darling,” Vex said placing a sweet chaste kiss on Keyleth’s lips, they’d get into deeper kisses later.

“I love you Vex’ahlia,” Keyleth said with that same mix of shyness and subtle strength she always seemed to carry herself with.

“And I love you Keyleth,” Vex whispered her lover’s name like a prayer.  “I’ll be right back,” and without a word she shoved her panties back into Keyleth’s mouth and walked over to the door.  Each step she made sure to sway her hips to tease her bound lover, she wanted Keyleth ready for her in every way.  

Vex stepped out into the empty hallway, the others knew what they were up to so they knew to stay away from this wing of the castle until tomorrow.   She didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing her only wearing a leather corset and nothing covering her bum while she mentally prepared herself to go in and ravish the fuck out of her girlfriend.  She counted to 60, it was good to make Keyleth wait and allowed her to get into character, she wasn’t Keyleth’s girlfriend anymore, she was her mistress and she was going to play the part better druid could have dreamed.  One last deep breath and she opened the door striding in like a queen as if she wasn’t just as nervous as Keyleth was.

Keyleth seemed to buy her acting though, the redhead’s eyes were wide and reverence, as if Vex was one of the goddess’ that she never believed in visiting her to prove her wrong.  “Well, well well, what do we have here,” Vex said channeling all the sexy coolness that Keyleth seemed to believe she carried, “a present wrapped up nicely for me?”

Keyleth just laid there in awe of her girlfriend, only a minute ago Vex seemed even more frightened than she was despite her being the one tied up.  Yet now, she was like a chaotic good succubus oozing sexuality who only wanted to eat her in one way and it excited Keyleth even more than normal.  She wanted to talk, in fact she was saying the words, but thanks to the gag they only came out muffles and moans.  She was thankful, and not just because she could taste the remnants of Vex on her makeshift gag, she knew she had a tendency to ramble and she would probably kill the mood if she could talk.

Vex just santured over to Keyleth slowly and sensually, as if her heart wasn’t trying to smash through her chest.  Part of her wanted to just tear off Keyleth’s paper thin dress and mount her, own her, and make her cum until she saw stars.  But that wasn’t why they were doing this, so instead she made her way over to Keyleth’s side and sat down on the bed as if everything was normal.  She could see that Keyleth was trying to act calm, but the tight dress did little to hide how quickly her chest was rising and falling.  Vex liked having this effect on Keyleth, that with a few words and a wiggle of her hips she could make the powerful druid a pile of mush.

“I can tell how much you want this already, it’s written all over your needy, lustful face” Vex said softly as her left arm snaked around under Keyleth’s body, stroking her arm in reassurance and in a gentle reminder of whom she belonged to. “But, I think some proof is in order Princess.” she said whispering Keyleth’s pet name for tonight, giving the druid’s sensitive half-elf ears a gentle nibble making Keyleth moan.  Her right moved along the inside of Keyleth’s thigh and started to inch the dress up revealing Keyleth’s silk covered sex.  For a moment Vex was content to just let Keyleth squirm against the ropes, it was her own fault really for looking so cute and desirable when she was teased.  But while slow was fine, Vex wanted more and her fingers moved to play with her prize.

On instinct though, Keyleth closed her legs, or the best she could manage since her current predicament only allowed her to clamp her knees together.  It was an accident, instinct, something she normally did when they made love due to her innate shyness.  She would apologize normally if she wasn’t gagged, but before she could even mumble an apology she saw Vex’s eyes turn dark.  The fingers of the Ranger’s left hand stopped their gentle caresses and Vex was suddenly sitting up. Now that her left arm was free it moved to Keyleth’s head.  

For a moment Vex seemed to go for her ears and that made her heart stop.  When laying out the ground rules Keyleth told Vex that she didn’t want to have her ears pulled or anything like that, elf, or in this case half-elf, ears were very sensitive and while Keyleth and Vex enjoyed playing with each others while they normally had sex, Keyleth didn’t want them pulled on or anything like that.  That would be painful pain instead of sexy pain and just thinking about it almost made Keyleth snap her fingers in panic.  

But Keyleth didn’t need to worry, about that at least, Vex’s fingers ghosted over the druid’s ears with a soft touch as quick as it was gentle to reassure her love that everything was still just playing pretend.  Instead, her hand went to Keyleth’s long and lovely hair, hair that Vex loved to run her fingers through.  Only this time she took a bunch of it and balled it pulling none to gently forcing Keyleth to meet her eyes.  “I said I wanted to see how fucking wet you were,” she said pulling a bit harder to emphasis who was in control, “so open your legs or I swear I will make you regret it.”  Vex was worried she went to far, it wasn’t much, but seeing as they were both trying to get into it she didn’t want to push too far.  When Keyleth let out a soft muffled moan though Vex’s panties the ranger continued as fluidly as she could.  

Vex had been surprised when Keyleth had first told her she liked having her hair pulled, she had never mentioned it before whenever they made love, but now that she could see the effect it was having on her lover Vex knew they were on the right path.  With her free hand Vex gave Keyleth’s thigh a pinch to remind her of what she was supposed to be doing.

Slowly, red faced Keyleth opened her legs to give Vex full access to her soaked nethers and underclothes.  “Good girl Princess,” Vex cooed knowingly. It wasn’t even a secret, she knew early on that Keyleth had a praise kink and she indulged it as often as she could. “Isn’t it so much easier to obey instead of trying to be defiant?”  

Part of Keyleth, the big part of her that always spoke without thinking wanted to explain to Vex that it wasn’t an attempt at defiance, but an involuntary reaction.  There was a reason why Keyleth had asked to be gagged for the start of evening.  “And look how wet you are for me,” Vex said interrupting Keyleth’s inner monologue as she moved the druid’s unmentionables aside so she had access to her dripping wetness.  She didn’t dive right in there, she knew that Keyleth was sensitive on a normal night, Vex got a little smug whenever she recalled that she could get her girlfriend off in under a minute, 47 seconds was the current record but Vex aimed to break  it.  Another night though, right now she wanted both of them to enjoy the whole experience and while getting Keyleth off like one of Percy’s guns would be fun, but not part of the plan.  So instead she ran her finger through Keyleth’s folds, exploring carefully and methodically despite knowing how much Keyleth wanted her to fuck her.

Predictably, Keyleth’s first instinct was to turtle and turn away from Vex like she always did when she got embarrassed.  Vex’s grip in her hair didn’t let her though and the ranger forced her to meet her eyes as her fingers explored her cunt.  “Don’t take your eyes off of me Princess,” Vex commanded as she wrenched Keyleth’s head back to wear it had been, “I want to look in your eyes as I play with you until I make you cum. If you take your eyes off of me for even a second I’m going to punish you,” she warned relaxing her grip slightly, her lover said she wanted her hair pulled after all and who was Vex to disappoint her.  Vex had never seen the point of hair pulling in bed, her hair was long and beautiful and she made sure to keep it that way.  She didn’t think having it clumsily pawed at by someone who wanted to believe they had power over her was worth it in comparison to the work she put into making it shine.  Yet, as she controlled Keyleth, forcing her girlfriend to meet her eyes as she came undone because of her she could definitely see the appeal.  

For several minutes Vex teased Keyleth as she fingered her wet cunt mercilessly, every now and then placing a kiss on the druids face or temple and offering words of encouragement.  There were quite a few, ‘good girls,’ and ‘hold out a little longer for me Princess,’ thrown in for encouragement.  And Keyleth was doing a good job listening to Vex’s directions despite herself.  Keyleth tended to be very vocal and physical whenever they made love. She moaned at every touch and screamed at every climax, she orgasmed with her whole body and was a squirter when she did, something Vex loved about her.  Everytime one of Vex’s fingers found another part of her wet depths to explore it took everything in her power not to throw her head back in ecstasy, but she didn’t want Vex to punish her so with watering eyes the ranger toyed and teased her, bringing her near the edge without letting her dive off.

Finally though Vex found Keyleth’s clit, thought it would be more accurate to say she stopped ignoring it, as a ranger she was quite good at finding things other people couldn’t.  “You’ve been a very good girl Princess,” Vex whispered as she watch the druid come undone, “you’ve done good holding out, but now I want to watch you to cum for me.” Without waiting for a response Vex’s thumb and forefinger teased Keyleth’s clit while the rest of her fingers pound away at her dripping loveliness.  

Vex’s permission was enough to give Keyleth the push over the edge and she let out a muffled scream as she came all over Vex’s hand.  It was one of the best orgasms of her life, and despite her sex life consisting of only one person that was saying something.  Tears were falling down her face and she was panting through her gag as Vex laid her down gently onto the bed.

Vex gave her a minute to compose herself, she knew that Keyleth could go a few rounds, but she tended to need to some time in between to recover.  “You have one minute to get yourself together,” Vex said as harshly as she could muster.  She didn’t want to break character, but it was also hard for the ranger to keep composure.  Especially with her girlfriend, the Voice of the Tempest, leader of the Ashari, sucking wind from the orgasm she just gave her with only her fingers.  It was a bit of an ego booster.  

Vex moved away from Keyelth to let the druid recover as she counted down in her head for a minute.  Tentatively as she watched Keyleth’s writhing body calm down she brought the hand that was covered in Keyleth’s juices to her lips.  She pretended to remain detached when really it took all her effort not to suck on her fingers. Keyleth’s musky sex honey tasted better than wine or sweet she had tasted. Vex could eat her girlfriend out every night for the rest of their lives, which she intended to, and never tire of it. In an effort to maintain the illusion of detached elegance Vex licked her middle finger lightly as if testing the waters instead of digging in.  Sure enough Keyleth’s mess on her hand tasted wonderful, it was certainly stronger than normal, though still not as good as when she made Keyleth cum with her tongue.  That would be later though, for now it was ambrosia.

Vex made quite a show of licking her fingers clean, partially getting lost in the taste, the rest was because Keyleth’s breathing had evened out as she finally calmed down and Vex knew she was watching.  More than a minute had passed but Vex didn’t mind giving Keyleth extra time to calm down before she worked her up again.  “You taste wonderful Princess,” Vex said giving her middle digit one last lick making sure to show Keyleth how much she savored her.  “And you did so well holding out until I gave you permission, I think you deserve a reward,” with that she sauntered over to Keyleth, walking painfully slow as she swayed her hips to show off her perfect figure to get Keyleth started again.  

Before she did anything though, Vex took a moment to observe Keyleth and admire her handywork.  She took her panties out of Keyleth’s mouth, “Vex,” the druid tried to protest the removal of her gag, but Vex slapped her before she could.  

It was a soft slap, it stung from surprise more than anything, though both of them were shocked since Vex acted out of instinct than intent.  But Vex decided to roll with it, Keyleth had given her permission to slap her if it felt sexy, “while we’re in here, I am Baroness, Baroness Vex’ahlia, Lady Vex’ahlia or if necessary, My Lady and you are Princess,” she said clutching at Keyleth’s face.  “Do you understand,” she said covering Keyelth’s mouth and until Keyleth nodded to confirm.  “Good Princess, now I don’t want to hear another word, I have better uses for your mouth,” and with that she shoved her tongue into Keyleth’s mouth.  It was a hot and rough kiss, not like their usual sweet kisses, you kissed like this when you fucked, not when you made love or made out. Vex wanted to make Keyleth’s lips bruise before the night was over.  “You taste wonderful Princess and you came so prettily for me so I’m going to make you feel good for the rest of the night.  There isn’t a cleric alive who will be able to get you to walk tomorrow, I promise,” she bragged in between her ravishing of Keyleth’s face with more kisses.  

“Now then, enough kissing, I want something a bit naughtier,” Vex said wiping the mingling of their spit off of her face with the back of her hand. and backing away from Keyleth.  Her trained eyes surveyed Keyleth’s restrained body wondering how she wanted to do this.

“Lady Vex’ahlia,” Keyleth trembled, her lips missing the rough kisses against them, “aren’t you going to gag me again?”  

Vex’s eyebrow rose at the question, “I see my princess is greedy.  In more ways than one,” she said lifting up the hem of Keyleth’s dress and getting her first glimpse at Keyleth’s soaked snatch. She had to see it through the obstructed view of  Keyleth’s sopping wet undergarments, still lovely all the same.  She gave Keyleth a sly look that made the Druid’s face get even redder if that was possible.  Vex might not enjoy all the rough stuff that Keyleth fantasized  about, but she couldn’t help but get turned on by embarrassing the druid, it was Keyleth’s own fault for being so adorably sexy when she got embarrassed.  “No, I don’t think I’m going to put your gag in for now,” she said adopting a fake contemplative stance.

“But Vex-,” Keyleth tried to say as she moved to get up forgetting the ropes, but before she could Vex’s hands were on her chest and shoved her back down to the mattress.

“My Princess has decided to be a bad girl it seems,” Vex said trying to sound disappointed and angry, she was pretty sure she only sounded horny and frustrated.  “A princess who doesn’t act ladylike needs to be punished,” she said as her hand moved from Keyleth’s sternum and found her breasts barely covered by the thin green dress.  Meeting Keyleth’s eyes, Vex blew her a kiss before her hands groped Keyleth’s breasts softly.  “The gag is a crutch for you,” she said as she stopped groping and pinched Keyleth’s nipples hard forcing the Ashari leader to squeak in pleasure and pain.  “It keeps your pretty little mouth shut so you don’t say something to make me punish you.  Well no more of that, you’re going to keep your mouth shut under your own power,” Vex stated letting go of Keyleth’s hard nipple.  “Besides, my wet pussy is feeling naked,” she said standing on the bed, one leg on each side of Keyleth.  “Look at it,” she said squatting over Keyleth’s face  to give her a better look at her dripping sex.  Vex’s fingers touched her cunt and spread her lips so Keyleth could see that she was enjoying this just as much.  

Seeing Vex’s wet snatch hovering over her face, Keyleth instinctively tried to sit up to give it a lick since she couldn’t move her hands.  But before she could Vex stood up and forced the druid back down with a foot.  Keyleth let out a frustrated whine, but stayed where Vex put her. “Not yet Princess, you haven’t earned the right to get me off yet,” Vex managed to get out but inside she was cursing herself for not  letting Keyleth touch her even a little.  Keyleth might have been the one bound, but at least she was getting touched, Vex had been on edge since before she even left the room the first time and hadn’t gotten the chance to get off.  But she’d put up with it, at least for now, to fulfill Keyleth’s fantasy.  

Instead, Vex got off the bed and unbundled her undergarments that had been in Keyleth’s mouth.  They were soaked with spit and kind of cold by now, “if you want these back you’re going to have to be a good girl princess,” and bent over to put them back on, giving Keyleth a view of her shapely pale rump.  She hoped that it at least looked sexy, as she suppressed a shiver, Vex knew that Keyleth’s spit might be sexy when she’s going down on her, when they kissed, or various other sexy things they did together.  Vex had wrongfully assumed that Keyleth’s spit would be sexy on her panties to, it might have been if she was still wearing them, but now they were just moist cold panties very uncomfortable.  Though it did help in calming down her body so she could focus on Keyleth.  Besidesl, the way Keyleth was staring at her in awe and lust, at least it looked sexy so it was worth it.

Vex walked over to her dresser to get a hair tie from one of the drawers, bending over once more to tease Keyleth.  The Druid might have edged her out on bosom size, but Vex prided herself on her backside.  Large breasts would get in the way of her bow, but her nicely rounded if still muscular butt was Vex’s pride.  From behind her, Vex could hear Keyleth thrashing a bit against the ropes and it made the ranger smile.  For all the power she wielded Keyleth had many weakness, and in the bedroom Vex knew her butt was one of Keyleth’s biggest, and one she was more than happy to exploit.  “None of that Princess,” Vex said have putting her loose hair into a ponytail, “you’re still here for me, you haven’t earned a reward yet.”  

Vex all but ran over to the foot of the bed as quickly as she could while maintaining her sultry elegant seductress persona.  She started to make her way over Keyleth’s body on her hands in knees like a beast looming over its prey.  She started her journey between Keyleth’s legs and it was a wonderful place to start, she’d be sure to come back there soon.  The only problem however was that Keyleth’s depths were still covered by cotton, slick cotton covered with Keyleth, but they still must die for blocking Vex from her love’s depths.  ‘That wouldn’t do at all’ Vex thought and used her teeth to tear apart the defiant peace of cloth who dared keep her from Keyleth.  They were cheap, and Vex would buy Keyleth a thousand pairs in recompense but for now there was nothing separating her from her prize.

For a moment Vex was happily enough to just bask in Keyleth’s unrestrained musk, proud of the effect she had on her lover. She decided to study her prize, Keyleth’s vagina was beautiful, and despite being familiar enough with it that should could probably sketch its likeness blindfolded Vex loved to take the time to admire it.  It was gushing more than dripping, Keyleth’s lips and clit engorged from arousal with a mat of red hair above that proved red was indeed the druid’s natural hair color.  Some people preferred a shaved pussy, Vex kept her own rather neat, not bald but trimmed.  Still, she preferred a woman with hair down there and Keyleth’s wild and untamed bush fit her so well.  

She looked up to meet Keyleth’s eyes, they were hungry, silently begging for someone to touch her.  “Alright Princess,” Vex said giving a nip on the druid’s thigh, “we’re going to play a little game to make things fun. I am going to feast on this pretty pink pussy for for five minutes,” she said running her fingers along the edge of Keyelth’s vagina, careful to not actually make contact with the sensitive flower.  “You can cum as many times as you want,” she said kissing the other side.  “The only rules are that you can’t make a sound, if I hear anything from your mouth you’ll be punished and that you have to look me in the eye when I’m eating your pussy.  Do you understand?”

“Ye-,” Keyleth started to answer immediately shut her mouth when she saw Vex glare at her.  Instead she just nodded as submissively as possible.

“Good girl Princess,” Vex said sweetly as she crawled up Keyleth’s naked body to to give her a pat on the cheek as a reward for following directions. “If you last the whole five minutes without saying a word you’ll get a reward.” Vex said shaking out her hair one last time to make sure her ponytail would do its job and keep her hair out of her face when she went to work, “we’re gonna start now,” she said giving Keyleth barely any warning before she starting her pearl diving.  She started slowly, giving the petals of Keyleth’s flower tender pecks, she knew she could make Keyleth orgasm in seconds if she wanted to, she’d take her time with the first one before she destroyed her girlfriend.  

So far Keyleth was doing alright, she wasn’t exactly quiet, squeaking or moaning each time Vex’s lips or tongue made contact with her vagina, but she wasn’t saying words yet.  It was hard, Keyleth knew she rambles even during normal activities, but she liked to talk during sex, she likes to instruct, she likes to beg, she likes to make sure she appreciated her lover.  Normally Vex didn’t mind though so it was okay.  Now that she was forced to not say anything and she didn’t have anything blocking her mouth it was torture in all the best ways.  She didn’t need to instruct Vex on what made her feel good anymore really, Vex have proven to know the druids body better than she did in this regard.  But Keyleth wanted to shower Vex with praise, to show her how grateful she was, to beg for her to lick harder, but Vex’s command made her force herself to be quiet.  

“Sweet Pelor you’re so wet for me,” Vex mumbled as she moved a way, Keyleth squeaked n outrage, wiping her chin.  “I suppose I should say sweet Melora or Erathis to fit the situation,” she said giving her work between Keyleth’s legs a pause to tease the druid.  “I swear, screw mountains and forests, this ranger wants her favorite terrain to be between your legs,” she said giving Keyleth a wink.  The druid only answered back with a groan, she wanted to tell Vex how awful that was but she managed to keep quiet, she wouldn’t be tricked that easily.  If Vex was going to break her and make her talk she’d make the ranger earn it.

“Good Princess,” Vex said proudly as she palmed Keyleth’s whole cunt and began to rub it, starting, “I’d be disappointed with you if you fell for something as cheap as that.  Now I can really tease you,” and with that she slipped her hands over Keyleth’s legs and grabbed her luscious behind to get a good position and started ravishing her girlfriend’s pussy.  

Keyleth let out a high pitch muted squeal, cumming as soon as Vex’s tongue made its way inside of her.  Her girlfriend wasn’t gentle, fingers dug into Keyleth’s ass to get more leverage Vex continued her mission not even giving Keyleth time to rest and recover.  Pleasure crashed through her body over and over again as with a moment of rest forcing the druid to cum her brains out.  Panting, with tears running down her face again Keyleth lost control and could only moan and scream under Vex’s assault until her throat was horse.  After about 4 minutes, Vex glowed with pride for what she was doing to Keyleth and glistened with her girlfriend’s juices.  Moving away from Keyleth’s cunt for a moment Vex started to talk, “You’ve been so good and quiet for me Princess, why don’t we try for one more-,” but before she could continue Keyleth interrupted.

Taking advantage of a moment without pleasure tearing through her body Keyleth managed to shout, “Minxie,” as loud as she could.  Her throat hurt from the noises she made in place of words and her face had tears streaming down her face, but she managed to get their safe word out.  

It only took Vex a moment to register what Keyleth said, her eyes went wide and she jumped off of her girlfriend.  She dashed over to the nightstand that she kept a knife in and in an instant the druid was free from her bindings. “I’m sorry,” Keyleth managed to get out through her blubbering, “I wanted to hold out but I just couldn’t.  I’m sorry,” she repeated over and over again.

“No Keyleth,” Vex cooed as she embraced her love, “you did nothing wrong, I shouldn’t have pushed you like that.”  There were a dozen excuses on the ranger’s tongue, ‘I got caught up in the moment.’ ‘I didn’t realize you wouldn’t like it.’ ‘You just tasted so good I couldn’t help myself.’  It all sounded wrong, “I’m sorry,” was all she could say ashamed of herself.  Her beloved druid sounded winded, more than she ever did in battle, and the knowledge that she did this to Keyleth made filled Vex with a sick sense of pride that made her feel like throwing up.

“No Vex,” Keyleth interrupted, “I did like it, I liked it a lot,” assuring her girlfriend.  She managed to finally catch her breathe and her eyes seemed to stop watering.  “I thought about snapping my fingers, I did, but, it felt really good,” she managed to mumble out, “I didn’t want to stop, but I just couldn’t keep going like that.  I felt like I was going to break after what your tongue was doing to me, I couldn’t talk, I could barely breathe.  It felt so good and I didn’t want to stop, but I had too or I would have passed out.  I don’t want tonight to end yet.”

Keyleth didn’t realize it, but what she just said made Vex flush with pride, turning the ranger on more than she ever felt.  Still, her flattery made Vex exhale the breath she didn’t know she was holding in.  She just wanted Keyleth not to hate her for making her feel like she had to use their safeword, turns out she didn’t have to worry.   “Well darling, I can’t say that doesn’t make me feel quite good about my tongues dexterity.  Still, I won’t do that to you quite so hard if you ever want to do this again.  I think I can hold myself back,” she said.

There was some doubt in her mind though, Vex wouldn’t hurt Keyleth for all the gold and flying brooms in the world.  But she loved pleasing her girlfriend and she’d stop if she had to, but just remembering the moans Keyleth’s mouth made and the way her orgasms tasted, it wasn’t doing much to stem the wetness flowing between her legs.  Vex was horny and gushing, she really needed a good orgasm, but she didn’t want to pressure Keyleth into reciprocating right now.  

Vex just wanted her lover to feel safe and happy, to know that her love didn’t come with any strings attached.  Her own hands and fingers had keep her satisfied growing up until she was able to find partners and even then.  Keyleth was fond of them enough which was a ringing endorsement while they were still wet with the druid’s juices.  Keyleth would pass out soon enough and Vex would herself off a few dozen times and that would be good enough for tonight.

“Maybe just a little,” Keyleth mumbled as she cuddled into Vex’s side for a bit, “I did really like it, and how you took control, urph,” she moaned a little at the memory.  She couldn’t feel her vagina at the moment, or her legs, but the memory of Vex’s tongue inside of her, the way her brown eyes burned in the low candle light while she was between her thighs.  Her body was finally starting to calm down and exhaustion was starting to take hold while at the same time the memory was starting to rev her up again.  

They laid there quietly in each other’s arms for a moment, until she broke the silence, “Hey Vex,” Keyleth said softly, almost like a whisper.

“Yes darling,” Vex had actually assumed that Keyleth had fallen asleep until she spoke up, she did look exhausted after all.  

“I was wondering…, no never mind it’s stupid,” Keyleth decided before she finished and dug herself deeper into Vex’s embrace in quiet shame.  

“Be careful of your antlers Keyleth dear,” Vex said quickly, she loved Keyleth’s look, antlers included, but that didn’t mean she wanted to be impaled by them.  If Keyleth was going to kill her in their bed Vex would choose other ways if she could.  Still, once she managed to settle Keyleth into her side so they could both be comfortable she decided to address the important issue.  Keyleth might be shy, but her lady love wouldn’t allow that to stop them, “Keyleth we’re members of Vox Machina, we say and do a dozen stupid things before breakfast, that doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear what you have to say.”  Vex said rolling over on the the druid back over so she had her pinned to the mattress.

“It’s just that…,” Keyleth mumbled, “I know I didn’t last the full five minutes so I don’t deserve it, but would you mind if I still asked for a reward?”

The ranger was certainly surprised and impressed by Keyleth’s boldness, she was certain the druid would have fallen asleep by now.  Vex would have loved something brighter than candle light to fill the room because she knew Keyleth’s beautiful face would be bright red for even daring to ask such a question.  “Keyleth, that was just a game, you know I would give you anything I could, I’d do anything for and to you that you’d ask me to,” Vex swore giving her adorable dork of a girlfriend a kiss on the forehead.  “But if it’s something dirty that you want me to do to you, maybe we could wait until another night, at least until you can feel everything I’d do to you,” she said in her playfully sexy tone.

“But what if what I want doesn't need my legs,” Keyleth asked.  When Vex gave her a look like she didn’t understand Keyleth rose up, “I want you against the headboard,” she said kissing Vex between every word, “legs spread wide while I fuck you with my tongue until you see stars,” with the last word she stuck her tongue out and subtly shifted it with alter self.  Her tongue grew longer and fatter and Vex’s eyes grew wide as it did and while she was momentarily stunned Keyleth forced her magically enhanced tongue  into her girlfriend’s unsuspecting mouth.  She could taste herself on Vex’s lips and ravished the ranger’s mouth.  

Vex was certainly surprised, in their relationship she was the dominant one in their relationship.  For all the power the druid could wield she was still a shy young woman who had never been in love until Vex.  She giggled whenever Vex took her hand when they walked through the streets of Whitestone, she asked for kisses when she wanted them despite Vex telling her multiple times that it was okay to kiss her whenever she wanted.  Vex loved her Shy Flower’s nature and wouldn’t change anything about her, though she had to admit she wouldn’t kick this sexually aggressive Keyleth out of their bed.  “That sounds more like a reward for me, but if it’s what you really want I won’t stop you,” Vex said trying to make it seem like she wasn’t overly eager.  

The ranger leaned down and kissed the druid below her, Vex pushed her tongue into Keyleth’s mouth and explored the dexterity of her loves new augmentation.  As always, Keyleth didn’t disappoint, it was a new experience for both of them but the druid matched the ranger’s fire with all she had.  As much as Vex enjoyed kissing she was promised something more enjoyable and her loins were begging for satisfaction.  It took a natural 20 on a wisdom save to break the kiss, Keyleth’s bratty mewing was adorable and kinda sexy, but Vex wanted what she was promised.  

“Sorry darling, but you’ve had several orgasms while I’m dripping in anticipation, you want me to be satisfied too don’t you?”  Vex felt bad guilting Keyleth, but she needed an edge if she wanted to cum, the druid’s pout and kiss bruised lips were hard to resist.

“Oh,” Keyleth said blinking awake from her kissdrunk haze and her pout dropped to a feeling of guilt, “of course Vex.  I didn’t mean to get caught up in kissing, I just like kissing a lot. Well, kissing you a lot, I haven’t kissed that many people but you’re a much better kisser than the other people I’ve kissed.” Normally being reminded of the other people who kissed her girlfriend would be a turn off, but Vex couldn’t help but feel a bit of a bump to her ego having proof that she was a better kisser than her dear brother or Kash.  

“Keyleth,” Vex said sternly to break her lover’s tirade, “as much as I love listening to you rant and ramble about nonsense I need your tongue in me now,” While Keyleth was being Keyleth, Vex stripped off her wet panties and moved up to the head of the bed, her bare shoulders pressed against the wood of the headboard.  Without a stitch of shame she spread her legs to show off her goods.  The look in Keyleth’s gave her did more for Vex’ahlia’s ego than killing Vorugal and the Grey Render combine.  “Well Princess,” Vex said adopting her dominant voice, “do I need to paint you a picture or are you going to get on with it?”

Keyleth got closer admiring the ranger’s body, Vex’s muscles weren’t hard as stone like a warrior woman like Kima who spent hours working the sword to gain strength.  Nor were they purely soft, like the curves that a bookish scholar like Allura hid under her robes.  No, in Keyleth’s eyes Vex was perfect in every way, some parts hard with tantalizing muscles and others soft curves that were the only proof of divinity Keyleth would accept.

The druid wanted to go over there and worship Vex with all the skills the ranger had taught her in their relationship, but she wanted to make Vex feel as good as possible. She wanted to use her mouth and fingers to get the ranger off as hard as Vex had gotten her off, until she couldn’t move the next day.  But she also knew that even thought she had gotten better And the only one who knew how to make Vex feel the best was Vex, “m-maybe s-some instructions couldn’t hurt,” Keyleth managed to get out.  Vex’ahlia looked at her curiously so Keyleth took the initiative and as she moved closer to Vex’s nethers she took Vex’s unused hands and wrapped them around her fake antlers.  Vex was always so gentle and caring, but Keyleth knew that power and being in control was an aphrodisiac to the ranger.  “Tell me what you want me to do, show me where you want me to touch,” Keyleth said shyly, “use me to get you off Vex, I’m in your hands.”

They were words Vex had been wanting to hear since she started to lust after the druid, she had fantasized about wrapping her hands around the druid’s antlers and doing terrible and dirty things to the innocent woman.  Now that her fantasies were coming to life, she couldn't help herself.  Normally Vex liked to be teased and warmed up a bit while having someone go down on her, but she was already warm from what she had been doing to Keyleth and she didn’t need her lovely girlfriend to make love to her, she needed Keyleth between her legs and fuck her like she deserved.

“Just a warning Princess,” Vex warned, “I’m probably going to be very rough, and I know that you like that,” Vex said as she struggled to maintain her self control. “But, I don’t want to hurt you, ever.  I’m so drenched right now that the first time you touch me I’m probably going to cum.  The thing is though, there’s no way I’m going to be able to be sated with one orgasm so I’m going to keep you down there until I’m completely satisfied. Most likely I’m not going to be able to hear anyone over my own screams so I might not hear our safe word or any finger snaps so if you even get a little uncomfortable or need to breathe or even just a break do whatever it takes to get me off of you.  Fire elemental, Mynxie, beholder, whatever you need to do I’m going to be okay with it as long as you’re comfortable.”

“It’s okay Vex,” Keyleth said softly giving her lady love a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts, “I trust you and I want to make you feel good.”

Vex could only stare at her lovely druid her words and smile doing things to her that filled her with more than just lust.  Trust was a powerful thing, and Vex knew that come hell or oblivion she would do her absolute best to make sure Keyleth’s faith in her was well placed.  “Come here,” Vex said taking one of Keyleth’s antlers in her hands experimentally.  It held firm enough for a fake and she moved the druid up so she could kiss her lady love.  It was a quick chaste kiss to let the druid know Vex loved her, not that Keyleth needed a reminder.  As much as Vex wanted to experiment kissing with Keyleth’s new tongue augmentation, she needed it between her legs.

Vex moved Keyleth’s lips away from her own rougher than she meant, they’d be making out all night if she didn’t. And while that would hardly be the worst thing, Vex was horny as hell and Keyleth had a tongue, she almost wished she never taught Keyleth how to be so good at kissing, it was almost too addicting.  But she pushed on through, she was starting to get feral and wanted to force her girlfriend to ravish her.

“Look at it,” Vex said holding Keyleth’s face inches from her cunt with only one hand, “look at your Lady’s dripping cunt that hasn’t been touched all night.  You did this to me Princess, this is all your fault.  I touched you, I kissed you, I got you off on so many sweet orgasms, yet you’ve yet to return the favor.”

“I’m sorry Baroness Vex’ahlia,” Keyleth said pathetically. Vex felt horrible, she might be playing a part, but Keyleth probably felt bad that she hadn’t gotten Vex off yet.  Still, if Keyleth was keeping up with the silly pet names than she couldn’t be too bad.  Besides quiet Keyleth might have been fun, but when Keyleth called Baroness Vex’ahlia in that oh so innocent voice it did things to the ranger that she couldn’t explain.

“Don’t be sorry,” Vex said trying to sound harsh, but she knew it probably just came out horny, “make it up to me,” and with that she grabbed both of Keyleth’s antlers and brought her close enough to make contact.  Keyleth of course started off gently as she always did, probing her way through Vex’s pussy despite the fact she was there so often the ranger should charge her rent.  Any other time Vex would have been fine with that, she loved how gentle and shy Keyleth was whenever they made love.  But Vex didn’t want to make love to Keyleth and she didn’t want Keyleth to make love to her.  She needed to get fucked and she needed it now, and she forced Keyleth to go deeper inside of her practically humping the druid’s face as she used Keyleth.

Keyleth’s tongue was impressive, it wasn’t the largest thing Vex had inside of her but it was far more dexterous and Keyleth far more attentive than any lover she had before. It didn’t take long for Vex to climax, she had been on the edge for a while after all and so very sensitive.  Embarrassingly enough it was when Keyleth’s nose accidentally bumped into her clit while her magnificent tongue was working its way inside of her that really pushed her over the edge gave Vex her first orgasm of the night.  “Keyleth,” Vex screamed throwing her head back as all the tension for a moment rushed out of her body and she felt like she could fly without her broom.  Truthfully, as much as she loved Death from Above, she much preferred Keyleth between her legs.  

“Such a good girl,” Vex managed to slur out as she struggled to catch her breath, she had never had a climax like that. “You’re such a good girl to your Lady , Princess,” she moaned as she came down from cumming.  She finally opened her eyes and saw Keyleth looking at her between her legs, her face drenched in Vex’s juices.  Controlled by the death grip Vex had on her fake antlers, waiting, as if silently asking if she wanted to continue.  

Vex smiled at that, it was a huge orgasm, one of the best of her life, but she wasn’t even close to being done.  “That was wonderful Princess, you’re quite good with your tongue, but I was promised that I would be unable to walk tomorrow, and I don’t like it when promises are broken,” she let the promise of an empty threat hang in the air.  Keyleth’s own imagination would serve her better than whatever Vex could come up with while her brain started back up again.  

Keyleth moved back to her favorite position but Vex stopped her with a jerk of her antlers, “we’ll go back to that later,” Vex promised.  “For now, focus on my clit, it’s been feeling neglected since you’ve been ignoring it. Why don’t you say you’re sorry?”  And with that she moved Keyleth slightly higher so she was looking at Vex’s mound.

For a moment Keyleth seemed to break the immersion giving Vex an ‘are you serious,’ but Vex didn’t drop character and still looked at her as harsh as she could.  “I’m sorry Lady Vex’ahlia’s clit,” she managed to say without giggling, it was hard though.

“Sorry for what Princess,” Vex said murmuring as she could feel Keyleth’s breath on her clit every time she said a word.

“I’m sorry for ignoring you when I was going down on My Lady,” Keyleth said again feeling strange talking to Vex’s clit like it was a person.

“Very good Princess,” Vex complimented her and it gave Keyleth a warm feeling in both her stomach and her nethers.  “Now that you’ve apologized, why don’t you kiss and make up,” she said abruptly and forced Keyleth’s lips onto her clit.  In hindsight it might not have been the smartest idea making Keyleth slam face first into her vagina, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Luckily for the both of them Vex while dominant and commanding wasn’t very strong so it wound up being a slightly hard kiss to her clit rather than ramming the other half-elf woman’s head into her crotch.  

“Now, see to my clit with that amazing tongue of yours.  And look me in the eye while you do, you know how much I love looking into those beautiful green eyes of yours when I cum,” Vex said commandingly.  It would be a long night for the both of them, one that they wouldn’t forget and would reenact over and over again throughout their lives.

The next morning, both of them woke up sore, very sore.  The night of fun and fucking had proven both of the honest women, despite being powerful adventurers who had faced dragons and demons, the long night had left them unable to move.  “We’re going to die here in this bed, aren’t we,” Vex asked trying to sound annoyed.  Something surprisingly hard when she was wrapped in the warm embrace of a druid.

“Probably,” Keyleth giggled, “but there are worse ways to die. Besides, I’m sure Pike can bring us back if we do.”

Vex just humphed and settled back deeper into her girlfriend’s embrace, sometimes even she liked to be the little spoon.  “Hopefully when she does she puts clothes on us, I don’t want to scar my brother or our son with that,” Vex said grumpily.  She didn’t realize what she had said about Trinket, Keyleth did but decided not to bring it up.  Vex would say it for real when she was ready.  In an hour or so they would remember they could both do healing magic which would alleviate some, but not all of the soreness, but for now neither of them were in any hurry to move.

If anyone is confused about certain things even though it doesn’t really matter for a pwp story just to clarify some things to sooth my own anxiety:

Vex is still the Baroness of the Third House of Whitestone and Grand Mistress of the Grey Hunt.  I don’t think that Percy just gave her the title because he was in love with her, I think he gave it to her because he admires her strength and all her other good qualities.  Percy can be an ass but he’s not a douche, I don’t think he’d do something like a spoiled rich kid and give a woman a title just because he’s attracted to her

I don’t know who Vax ended up with, in this timeline he kisses Keyleth in Whitestone and confesses to be in love with her, but Keyleth turns him down after Whitestone because her heart belongs to someone else.  Vax is sad about the rejection but is respectful and accepting like he is in canon.  Maybe he gets into things with Gilmore, not gonna lie, I have a soft spot for Percy and Vax personally, but I like them both. I think he’s happy with whoever he ended up with

Scanlan still left in this timeline because not much has changed, I think the time away from the group and with Kaylie helped him out more than people realize and kind of necessary for him

Tary still joined Vox Machina, but since I think Vax would be in a relationship with another man at this point and of course Vexleth my opt from the first campaign so he might open up to the group with his sexuality quicker

I don't know if the body shapes and sizes are canonically correct since I don't think they went into body shape and size other than Scanlan's cube, but my headcanon is that Keyleth has big breast that people love or are jealous of while Vex has a nice butt, nicest in the land

The story is supposed to sound a bit awkward and not really bondagey, it’s two dorks who are in love with each other who more are just trying to explore things with each other than the whole ropes and whips scene.  Nothing wrong with that, but I just wanted to show their first attempts rather than getting into kinky smut.  Hopefully the story came across as more endearing awkward than cringy awkward but who knows.

Any other questions I’ll answer personally in the comments if you want to know something, though I doubt you will

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Rating: Explicit Category: F/F Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Relationships: Keyleth/Vex'ahlia/Zahra Hydris, Keyleth/Vex'ahlia, Zahra Hydris/Keyleth, Zahra Hydris/Vex'ahlia Additional Tags: Femslash, Polyamory, Threesome - F/F/F, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Lesbian Sex, Alcohol, Tails Words: 1,335 Summary: “I just… Do we even deserve happiness, you know? Does anyone?”

Keyleth is struggling. Vex and Zahra want to help.

For @critrolefemslash‘s Critical Role Femslash Week 2019, Day 7: Prompt 1, Happy Ending

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look ahead (at a clear sky) - yasha/zuala

@critrolefemslash​ Critical Role Femslash Week, Day 4: Prompt 1, Alternate Universe & Prompt 2, Canon Ship

The night that Zuala comes to her with terror in her eyes, Yasha is not surprised. It was only a matter of time.

They leave immediately, that very moment. They don’t stop, not to pick up weapons or supplies, not to say even one farewell. They leave everything they’ve ever known, together.

They know they’re hunted. The tribe follows them for longer than either would ever have guessed. So they run, and they keep running and when one of them falls, the other picks her up so they can run again.

There are beasts in the wild and sometimes they’re attacked. Barehanded, they fight. When the first fight is done, they improvise weapons for next time, and they keep running.

One dark and violent and rain-soaked night, they find themselves at the feet of the Stormlord. Yasha, on her knees, feels her blood drip onto the base of the statue, and she hears the faintest voice in the back of her head. It might be him, or it might just be herself.

Keep fighting, it tells her. Both of you, together.

It’s not long after that when they find the Fletching and Moondrop Traveling Carnival. It has not been a good day. They’ve no currency, nothing that’s of value here, and they’ve found they’re not always welcome to hunt where they wish.

A purple tiefling, whose smile is younger than his face, looks them over and takes them to Gustav, before finding them some hot food and a shelter for the night. In the morning, they’re both put to work, and when the carnival moves on, Yasha and Zuala move with it.

This is as good as anything else for now, they tell each other, late at night, curled around each other in their small shared sleeping space. They aren’t the only ones here who’ve lost everything and everyone they ever thought mattered. Almost everyone, Yasha reminds herself, and kisses Zuala, out in the open, where anyone could see, just because she can.

Time passes. New places pass. This isn’t a life either of them thought they’d lead, but they’re together. They both like Mollymauk, they find, after the day he tells Zuala’s fortune and isn’t cowed by Yasha’s glare.

And then they reach somewhere called Trostenwald, and Molly and Yasha go out to round up some business for the night’s performance, ending up at the Nestled Nook inn. The people they find there are not like anyone else Yasha has ever met. She carries a sharp-edged girl named Beauregard into the carnival, where she puts her on the ground and introduces her to Zuala, grinning when Beauregard’s eyes get very wide.

In the unexpected fight that follows, for the carnival and the town and their lives, Yasha hears the voice in the back of her head. The one that might have been the Stormlord, or might have been herself. She shares a glance with Zuala, across the battlefield, and knows she’s thought it too.

These ones, the voice says. Go with them. Keep fighting. Together.

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A Ranger, a Druid, and a Warlock Walk into a Bedroom

So this is my final entry for Critrolefemslash week, Free day despite being late. I chose to write a smutty threesome between Vex, Keyleth, and Zahra for reasons that elude me now.  Just a warning, it’s sexy, hopefully, but hopefully also a bit silly and sweet.  Just a warning you have to have a little suspension of disbelief, since cr is a d&d show it operates on d&d time, this fic comes in with the assumption that time would pass like normal instead of at the speed by what the players can do until they need to recharge spell slots.

    “She’s looks so cute like that don’t you think,” Zahra said to Vex, giving the half-elf’s breasts a nice friendly grope and massage from behind.  The Tiefling was bare save for a translucent blue teddy that matched Vex’s feather, complimented her ruby skin quite nicely, and left nothing to the imagination.  For Vex’s part the ranger was dressed in a fine black leather corset that covered nothing but made her breasts look phenomenal despite them being the smallest pair in the room.

    “She does indeed, quite lovely down there on her knees where she belongs,” Vex said trying to get into character.  She watched at Keyleth twitch as she sat there quietly kneeling on the cold stone floor her face as red as her hair.  The druid was truly bare to the world, not wearing a stitch of clothing save for the rope binding her hands behind her back and her own panties that gagged her.  She didn’t even have her precious antlers which made her look even more pathetic.

    “I remember when I first saw her,” Zahra replied as she planted kisses down Vex’s neck to her bare shoulder and the ranger moaned. “Tall and beautiful, sweet as honey and innocent as freshly fallen snow,” Zahra said moving back up to Vex’s long pointy elven ear and giving it a nibble with her sharp tiefling teeth. “Fun as it was to watch Kash and your brother fawn and fight over her, I knew they didn’t deserve such treasure,” she said as one hand played with Vex’s tit while the other moved down in between the half-elf’s legs.  Zahra’s fingers danced along Vex’s thighs, tracing around Vex’s cunt, but denying the ranger the touches she desperately wanted.  True, both of them were the dominant party in this threesome, but it didn’t hurt to show them both who was really in charge.  The Tiefling’s eyes never left Keyleth’s naked form, the druid was clearly uncomfortable in all the right ways as her eyes were glued to Vex’s dripping cunt, and it turned Zarha on knowing what she was doing to both of them.

“So much power, strength, and beauty wrapped into one person,” Zahra said inhaling deeply into Vex’s hair as her fingers finally gave the ranger what her body begged for and made her cum, loudly.  The warlock had barely made it out of the way as Vex threw her head back and screamed in pleasure.  Zahra let Vex’ahlia fall to the bed to catch her breath and stood up, tasting the half-elf’s juices as she did.  She was watching Keyleth’s eyes the whole time, the druid was jealous, because Vex got to cum or because Zahra was the one who made her cum, Zahra didn’t know, but it was such an erotic sight on the Ashari’s face.  “Too bad that power and beauty were latched on to a brainless girl,” Zahra said as she strode over to Keyleth slowly and sensually swaying her hips to make the druid sweat as she made her way over.

At the insult Keyleth flinched as if she was physically struck, but she tried to recover before Zahra noticed.  But of course, her red mistress noticed, “did you not like that,” she said grabbing Keyleth’s chin forcing the half-elf had to look her in the eye.  “Did you not like that Beauty,” Zahra asked mockingly using her pet name for Keyleth, “do you not like it when people make fun of that empty head of yours,” she said apprising Keyleth’s face as if she was looking at a pretty stone instead of a person.  Keyleth couldn’t respond of course with her mouth stuffed, but it didn’t matter to Zahra who shifted her hand from Keyleth’s chin to her throat choking her a little when she did, she knew what the druid liked.  “I asked you a question,” she said in a low dangerous tone that made Keyleth legitimately afraid as the tiefling squatted down so they were eye level, making sure to give Keyleth a view of her goods. “This means yes,” she said taking a chunk of Keyleth’s fire red hair in her fist and forcing the druid to nod, “and this means no,” she said letting go of Keyleth’s hair and using the hand around her throat to force her to shake her head.  “It’s not that hard, my brainless beauty,” Zahra said mockingly giving Keyleth’s face a long lick with her devil’s tongue suppressing a shudder as she savored the druid’s taste, “even you should be able to figure it out.  Now, I asked you a question,” she said with her voice turning low and dangerous again, “do you not like it when I called you stupid?”

It took a moment for Keyleth to nod back, she didn’t want to be punished again for this, “yes to what Beauty,” Zahra said harshly, “do you like it when I insult you?” Keyleth nodded yes vigorously making Zahra smile, “oh yes, I know you do Pet,” she was back to her normal, slightly teasing tone, “you’re a very good girl telling the truth like that,” she said standing up as her hands left Keyleth’s neck to give her pats on the head like a dog.  “For that you deserve a reward,” she said looking down at Keyleth giving her a smile the druid didn’t like.  “And for the record, I know you like it when I insult you Beauty, I have eyes,” Zahra said as the aforementioned eyes left Keyleth’s pretty face, paused a moment as Keyleth’s luscious breasts, and found her target at Keyleth’s juicy dripping cunt.  “And even if I was blind I could tell from smell alone, your scent surges through this room every time I talk about that stupid empty pretty little head of yours.  Now,” Zahra said turning away from Keyleth so quickly she gave the other woman a completely accidental bump to the face with her magnificent red rear end, “are you planning on joining me anytime soon or are you going to keep sitting there like a lazy lump fingering that tasty twat of yours leaving me with all the hard work?”

“Very hard work I’m sure,” Vex mocked as she kept playing with herself to Zahra teasing Keyleth.  Truthfully, she was enraptured at the scene of the two beautiful women playing out before her, but she could pretend otherwise.  “I thought if I came over there to play with our toy you’d get jealous, you know how she much prefers my treatment to yours,” Vex bragged. She knew that all of them would have a fantastic time if she just poked the bear a little.  Both Zahra and their toy knew what she was doing, but it was all in good fun, so it didn’t matter, not to her at least, Keyleth was probably going to be sore, but she’d be happy all the same.  

“We’ll see about that,” Zahra said her pride not letting her backdown, “come along Beauty,” she said as her tail wrapped itself around Keyleth’s neck forcing her to follow Zahra’s swaying rump closely as the two of them moved to join Vex on the bed.  “I’m not going to punish you for Vex’s childish attempts to lie,” she promised Keyleth in a false soothing voice. “It’s not your fault that she’s such a fibber Beauty,” she said standing face to face both women hungry to prove to the other that they were the alpha in the bedroom.  Giving Vex a haughty look, Zahra bent over the edge of the bed at an agonizingly slow pace as Keyleth could only stare at her red mistress’s glorious ass.  “Here’s your reward Beauty,” Zahra said as she spread her tight ass cheeks to show Keyleth everything, “you get to get me off using this hole,” with that her tail forced Keyleth towards her reward.  

“Such a grand reward,” Vex said sarcastically, “getting to lick a stinky hole until she gets you off.” Though she knew Keyleth was enjoying being used by the two of them more than she would if they focused on her, Keyleth was a people pleaser at her core.  Something Vex didn’t mind as long as she only pleased her and Zahra, Vex had no intention of sharing her girlfriend with anyone else.  

Despite what Vex said, as her tongue made its way into Zahra’s asshole, Keyleth could tell the Tiefling had prepared for this today.  It didn’t taste or smell bad at all, in fact it tasted clean and almost soapy, maybe a bit sweaty with an essence of what could only be described as Zahra, but not certainly not bad.  “She certainly doesn’t seem to m-,” Zahra started to say before letting out a loud unembarrassed moan as Keyleth’s tongue found the right spot, “right there,” she whispered huskily, forgetting what she was saying, “now deeper.”

“Oh yes, I can definitely see how this is a reward for her,” Vex said mockingly as she got off the bed, “though it’s hard to tell over how loud you’re moaning darling,” she ran a finger lightly down Zahra’s spine, something she knew the tiefling loved and it was just enough to push her over the edge.  Despite that, Zahra was being greedy and not letting their pet go, one orgasm wasn’t enough for her and her tail kept Keyleth exactly where she wanted her.  “My poor Princess,” Vex said moving down so she was able to hug Keyleth, she knew how much her Princess liked to be spooned, even when she was being their toy, “one of her mistresses is so greedy, not giving her a real reward.  But don’t worry,” she whispered into Keyleth’s ear, “I’ll take care of you since I know what you like, that’s why I’m your favorite after all.” Without waiting for a response, she gave Keyleth a quick peck on the cheek and Zahra a quick bite on the ass, before she broke the embrace and moved behind Keyleth.

“Ow,” Zahra let out, “don’t distract her,” she managed to get out in between moans, Keyleth’s tongue made her collapse into the bed from pleasure.

“Don’t worry,” Vex said with an eye roll, “I’m just making sure you’re not the only one who has fun here.  Stand up Princess,” she told Keyleth raising up the druid’s hips, so she was still bent over and could still perform her duty.  For a moment Vex just admired the scene before her, two beautiful women bent over moaning like wild beasts, what could be better. She admired Keyleth’s ass, running her hands over each cheek, giving it a squeeze and making it jiggle, it was really one of her favorite things to play with, but then she loved playing with all of Keyleth.  Still, this wasn’t about her, she knew what Keyleth wanted.  Vex brought her open palm down against Keyleth’s butt, despite the druid’s mouth being busy she moaned all the same.

“That’s it Princess,” Vex said proudly, “most people wouldn’t like to be spanked, but my little Princess enjoys it like a naughty girl, don’t you.” Vex’s hands ran up and down Keyleth’s back and butt, giving her princess a pampering and a squeeze every now and then before striking her rump again like the fist of an angry goddess, or at least a palm.  Vex enjoyed every second and every time Keyleth’s body spasmed in pleasure and pain when Vex spanked her, moaning louder and louder int Zahra’s ass each time Vex’s hand made contact.  Vex had a spectacular view of Keyleth’s dripping depths and seeing how wet she was getting, the ranger wondered if she could make Keyleth cum just from spanking her. Unfortunately she didn’t get a chance to see if she could since Zahra was done with not having Keyleth’s full attention.

“Vex cut it out,” the warlock hissed annoyed.  She stood up and released her grip on Keyleth’s throat, she stomped over to the ranger in a huff using a spell to hold Keyleth in place and then give her a small push to get her out of her way, “you’re distracting her from doing what she’s told.”

Keyleth had agreed to let Zahra and Vex use magic on her if they wanted to, it was something they talked about before hand when setting up boundaries and a safeword. Vex and Zahra had agreed as well of course magic was a fun way to spice things up in the bedroom, though she was particularly eager when the subject was brought up.  Still, unable to move the druid fell to the ground not making a sound.

“Oh come on Zahra, oh wait it looks like you already have,” Vex shot back, “quite a few times actually.” She adored Zahra but there was just something about both of them needing to be alphas that caused friction, and it wasn’t the good kind too often unfortunately.  

Zahra had the decency to look embarrassed, she often did her best to appear shameless but that didn’t mean she was.  “I was going to be done in a second,” she lied, obviously.

“The three of us know that’s the biggest lie you ever told,” Vex said rolling her eyes.  “That big round ass of yours is your weak spot,” Vex said reaching around to give it a squeeze, ”it’s mine too, but you’d spend all night letting Keyleth eat it out if you could even though we have other things to do.  The fact that she would just that and let you control her while she does turns you on as well.” Zahra looked away, “don’t look embarrassed, it’s a tasty treat, and so nice to look at and touch” Vex said pulling her tiefling companion a nice long kiss by her butt.  After a minute of making out though, they eventually broke the kiss but stayed entwined. Both of them breathing heavily once they did, “b-but,” Vex said catching her breath, “you got me off quite a few times while we watched Keyleth squirm on the floor and thanks to your little show with her I made myself quite happy.  And how many orgasms did Keyleth’s tongue bring you when she was held prisoner by your ass?”

“Four,” Zahra mumbled, she was weak in the knees from those orgasms and Vex’s kiss didn’t help.

“Four,” Vex said surprised, “either you’ve grown more sensitive, or Keyleth’s gotten better with her tongue,” either option was nice to hear, but the latter made her warm.  Zahra was a wonderful treat, but Keyleth warmed her bed every night.

“Trust me,” Zahra said, “it might have a mind of its own, but it’s always been sensitive.  You’ve trained our pet well in my absence.  But you’re right, I was a bit selfish, it just felt so good. Still, I think it’s time we gave Beauty a real reward.”  She gave Vex a sultry smile who returned it and they both turned to Keyleth who was not standing there, they looked down and saw their druid groaning, not moaning on the ground.  

“Ow,” Keyleth managed to get out as she laid frozen and ignored on the ground.  Zahra’s small push did a lot more than the tiefling expected, Keyleth was already on weak legs and between the push and the spell she fell right to the floor.  “Mynxie,” she managed to get out their safeword to let them know she wanted to stop, though the situation was clear.

“Shit Keyleth,” Vex said realizing her girlfriend was on the ground hurt. “Zahra drop the spell,” she hissed as she knelt to check Keyleth’s injuries.  It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t good either there was blood dripping down her face, she must have gotten a cut on her head when she fell.

“Of course,” Zahra said silently cursing herself for going to far, with a snap of her fingers and Keyleth’s body was her own again.  “Let’s get you on the bed so we can have a look at you,” Zahra said giving Vex a hand with her attractive naked girlfriend.

“Sounds like  a plan,” Keyleth said going in to kiss Zahra.

“Nope, not like that Darling,” Zahra said reluctantly moving out of the way.  She was normally all for kissing beautiful naked women that wanted to be kissed, especially if they had been what Keyleth had been doing moments ago.  But she was also bleeding which was her fault so she knew she had to make it right, “sexy time is over for now, we need to make sure you’re not concussed.”

“Keyleth darling,” Vex said worried, “look at me,” she said bringing Keyleth’s face over to hers so she could look at the druid in the eye.  

“Gladly,” Keyleth said a little out of it and stared directly at Vex’s boobs.

Vex giggled a bit at her girlfriend’s antics but mostly out of nervous worry.  There wasn’t as much blood as she initially thought, it was barely a scrape, but head wounds were tricky and Keyleth was acting too loopy for Vex to be comfortable with.  Her pupils might be a little dilated, but she couldn't tell,  “I don’t think she’s concussed, but I’m not an expert.  Maybe I should get Pike.”

“Nooo,” Keyleth whined, “don’t get Pike, I don’t want her seeing me like this.  Not unless she’s seeing us like Zahra.  I’ve seen her naked you know,” she said sounding a bit drunk while she giggled, “she’s a lot of woman for her small size.”

“I’m sure she’s fantastic,” Zahra said awkwardly rubbing Keyleth’s shoulders, “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind checking up on you, we could put a robe on you or something and make up an excuse.  Or we could go see Kash if you’d prefer,” she knew he would groan and grumble if she woke him up at this hour to get his help, or any for that matter, but he would help.  And Zahra was just grasping at straws right now, she didn’t know any healing magic, her patron didn’t offer that with their gifts, she was lost and trying not to panic from guilt.

“No,” Keyleth continued petulantly, “I don’t want to see him either, things are awkward enough as it is.  I don’t want to explain this to him.  Besides, if I put on clothes that means sexy time is over for good and I’m really horny and I’m the only one who didn’t get to cum.”  She had them there, but it would take more than a hit to their pride to risk Keyleth’s life.  

“Keyleth I promise I will give you so many orgasms once we’re sure that you’re okay, but I need you to be okay.  I can’t lose you,” Vex whispered giving her lover the puppy dog eyes.

“Look Pike’s a great healer, and she’s really nice, and strong, and pretty,” Keyleth said going off on a bit of a tangent as she thought about the other female member of Vox Machina.  She managed to center herself before continuing though, “but she isn't the only healer.  If you free my hands I can cast spells too, I have cure wounds prepared, I always do after the three of us play,” she said blinking in an attempt to give the two of them a wink, “I’ll even use greater restoration to make sure I’m okay, but I don’t want this night to be over.”

Vex and Zahra exchanged a look, it was true that Pike would probably do the same thing, “alright, we’ll see what happens,” Vex conceded reluctantly, it would be nice to not have to explain that her girlfriend smashed her head into the floor when they were having a bondage threesome with Zahra.  “But only if you’re not feeling better after I’m taking you to Pike on my broom if I have to,” and with that Vex quickly untied Keyleth’s hands freeing her.  “Now cast your spell,” Vex said, she could cast cure wounds to, but it wasn’t anything compared to Pike or Keyleth’s.

Keyleth’s hands glowed a soft green color for a moment before she placed them on her head, the healing energy seeped into her head and by the time the spell was over Keyleth seemed to have a better grip on herself.  “Ow,” she said clutching her head, finally feeling the pain from her head, “that hurts.  I think I liked it better when I was loopy.”

“Maybe,” Vex said giving her girlfriend a kiss of relief now that she wasn’t talking like she was drunk.

“Now the greater restoration,” Zahra said softly, she didn’t want to interrupt the lovers, but she wasn’t taking any chances.

“Alright,” Keyleth said with a little reluctance before summoning the wilderness into her hands again and placed them on her head.  There were subtle differences between the spells, but none worth mentioning once Keyleth placed her hands on her head again.  There wasn’t much of a change, but Vex and Zahra both let out sighs of relief when the glow of the magic faded.  “There,” Keyleth said giving her lovers a smile that was just as sweet but far more composed, “all better,” she managed to get out before Zahra and Vex tackled her to the bed.  The other half-elf rained kisses on her face while the tiefling mumbled ‘I’m sorry,’ over and over again in the embrace.  

“I really am sorry Keyleth,” Zahra said softly, the guilt was eating her up inside.  If she wasn’t so selfish…, this might not have happened.

“It’s okay Zahra,” Keyleth said sweetly, “it was an accident, we all get a bit distracted when we get hot and heavy.  But,” she said her sweet innocent smile turned as sultry as she could looking up at Zahra, “if you really wanted to make it up to me…,” she let the words fall.

“No Keyleth, no way,” Vex said interrupting them, “you just suffered a head injury we’re not just going to go back to fucking.”

“I’ve experienced worse Vex, the night I lost my virginity we fought a dragon.”

“I’m well aware Keyleth,” Vex said pinching the bridge of her nose, “I was there.”

“I wish I was,” Zahra said happy that the mood wasn’t so heavy.  She knew she should have been more assertive the first night Keyleth caught her and Vex together.

“Not the time Zahra,” Vex snapped, but there was no heat to it, she was happy that her girlfriend was back to normal, but annoyed that she seemed that she wanted to pretend like nothing had happened.

“Come on Vex,” Keyleth whined, “I’m still the only one who hasn’t cum yet and I was really good.”

“We were playing a game, a sexy game but still a game Keyleth,” Vex said exasperated.  Yes, she was still horny, who wouldn’t be with a naked Keyleth and Zahra like that, but her girlfriend also just suffered a head injury.  “You could have a concussion, you should be resting.”

“If I just rest I’m going to fall asleep and you know you’re not supposed to fall asleep with a head injury,” Keyleth argued back, “but I know a way to make sure I stay awake,” she said trying to be seductive but only wound up being cute.  It worked the same on Vex who was unfortunately smitten.

“She does have a point there Vex,” Zahra said in her velvety tones using all 20 points of her charisma.  Now that Keyleth was back to normal she wasn’t feeling guilty. The two beautiful women near her, including one she owed quite a bit, were starting to make her devilish blood boil.  

After a moment of looking between the two of them and combating her own animalistic desires Vex knew it was a losing battle.  “Fine,” Vex said knowing she was going to give in eventually to the two of them, “but nothing hard Keyleth, just nice vanilla sex.”

“But,” Keyleth started to argue, she loved having sex with Vex and Zahra however she could, but she was also into kinky things.  That discovery had surprised them all, but it was always the innocent ones as the saying goes.

“No buts,” Vex said cutting her off, “except for yours,” she said and gave Keyleth’s pale behind a swift slap, making the druid go ‘oof.’  “We got too into it and you got hurt.  So no, we’re not going to fuck or engage in any pain play tonight.  Zahra and I are going to make love to you Princess,” Vex said brushing a lock of hair out of Keyleth’s face and giving her a passionate, yet gentle, kiss, “so lie back and let us take care of you.”

“O-okay,” Keyleth said dazed, when Vex kissed her like that Keyleth would do anything she said.

“Do you want the front or the back,” Zahra asked Vex, already knowing the answer.

“The front if you don’t mind,” Vex said not needing to hear Zahra’s answer.  Zahra slowly positioned herself against the headboard of the bed, it had become her normal position whenever she joined Vex and Keyleth for their evening affairs.  “Why don’t the two of you play around a bit while I get things ready,” Vex said as she left the warm soft bed to walk over to the dresser and opened the case of wonderful things that Zahra brought.  A merchant in Westrun called them marital aids, they were sold to women to help deal with their hysteria.  Something, that made Vex laugh the first time Zahra told her what they were for.  While she pitied the poor women who weren’t in relationships that allowed them to cum, she had no problem in that department and put them to a much more fun use whenever Zahra dropped by.  

“Here we are Darling,” Zahra said spreading her legs so Keyleth could lay back against her, she patted her lap for Keyleth to take her place.  Keyleth was trying to be petulant, but it was hard when a beautiful ruby tiefling was making such an offer.  

The druid slowly crawled between Zahra’s legs like a predator ready to pounce, shaking her booty to give Vex a nice view while she worked the straps.  She slowly moved up Zahra’s body, trailing kisses as she moved from thigh, to cunt, to stomach before she starting sucking on the tiefling’s hardened nipples a suck through her teddy, massaging the one that didn’t have her mouth on it in tandem with her free hand.  Zahra moaned under the assault, she liked this more aggressive Keyleth, she enjoyed normal sweet submissive Keyleth as well, but the wild huntress suited her more than she would like to admit.  “Oh you’ve gotten so much better since our first night together Darling,” Zahra moaned.  

That night a few months ago was wonderful, but it was more necessary and started off confusing.  Vex had been dead a few hours ago, struck down by necrotic energy until Kash returned her to life.  The ranger needed to feel alive and took Zahra to her bed chambers that night. It wasn’t surprising, they had formed a friends with benefits relationship after Zahra slayed Rimefang and wanted to celebrate it with a warm body.  She would have taken almost anyone other than Scanlan who was too…, much for her or Lyra, who was too focused on Aldor, though it would have been worth it to get her to shut up about him for a few hours.  Grog was an idea but she needed to walk the next day and he smelled like he hadn’t bathed in a week.  Percival was charming and handsome, good with his hands and his tongue, but she knew better than to mix two different types of darkness, even for a night.  Which left, Vex, the beautiful ranger who was beloved by her party and her bear, as her choice and certainly not because she was Zahra’s first choice.  It had been a rough and strenuous night of fucking, they didn’t make love, it wasn’t something that Zahra did.  Two tops had a wonderful night celebrating their success with the contract and Zahra killing a dragon, but it wasn’t something that would make for a good relationship, but agreed to have fun together whenever they wanted.  

Then the tragedy in the Sunken Tomb which lead to them coming together, Vex needed a warm body to hold onto and her arrangement with Zahra fit the bill.  Neither of the two of them expected a tearstained Keyleth to knock on Vex’s door midway through their time together.  The druid couldn't sleep, every time she closed her eyes she started having nightmares, over and over she saw Vex’s body fall to the ground lifeless and she needed to see her alive.  It was only after she told Vex this, hugging the ranger tightly that she noticed Zahra sitting on Vex’s bed in her smallclothes, watching the two of them intently.  Keyleth apologize for interrupting and tried to leave, until Zahra surprised both members of Vox Machina by inviting Keyleth to join them.   The tiefling said that she would just keep having nightmares of the ranger’ dying unless she had proof that she wasn’t dead, besides, she promised to exhaust Keyleth enough that she’d be able to sleep.

Vex scolded Zahra for teasing Keyleth, but it was the druid’s turn to surprise them by asking if it was a serious offer. The three of them engaged in a wild night of debauchery that only three women looking to prove they were alive could find.  The morning after was a bit awkward, Keyleth apologized for all biting which her two bedmates enjoyed quite a bit, and that was the start of their awkward trio.  Vex and Keyleth began a relationship shortly after, but Zahra still didn’t do relationships but was happy when Keyleth asked her to drop by whenever they saw each other, she had no interest in stopping the arrangement Zahra had with Vex.

The three of them had gotten together every now and then each time better than the last.  Vex and Zahra realized that sweet, submissive, eager to please, surprisingly kinky Keyleth was the missing piece to their trysts.  Other than the first night when she let herself embody the wilderness she wielded, Keyleth was a shy virgin, she took to the lessons quickly, but Zahra was still impressed with how quickly.

“I’ve been practicing,” Keyleth said, her mouth leaving Zahra’s tits to kiss her upper pair of lips.  She still blushed deeply with everything they had her do or say and Zahra hoped that never stopped.  Keyleth might not be a virgin any longer, but she still blushed like one and it turned Zahra on when she fucked the cute druid until her eyes rolled back into her head.  

“Clearly,” Zahra said as she met Keyleth’s kiss, slipping some tongue in there for good measure, Keyleth might be a quick study, but that didn’t mean Zahra didn’t have years of experience on her.

“As lovely as the two of you are, I need some help over here,” Vex called, the leather harness firmly in place, it was missing a key component though.  “Since you’ve done such a good job being so patient, I’m going to let you decide Keyleth, what kind of cock do you want me to fuck you with tonight,” she said in her cold sexy alpha bitch voice that she knew turned Keyleth on.  

Keyleth moved to turn around so she could see her choices, but Zahra stopped her. “No no my sweet,” she said holding Keyleth’s jaw, “you don’t get to look at what your girlfriend’s going to be fucking you with until she puts it on.  For now you just have to use your imagination, and I brought quite a selection.”

“Do you want the goliath or the orc sized one,” Vex asked.

Zahra stared into Keyleth’s eyes as she froze at the suggestion, fear clear in those pretty green eyes. it was a mean trick for Vex to pull, she knew that Keyleth wouldn’t be able to take those things, at least yet without a pound of lube, but the fear was a potent aphrodisiac to the ranger, and the way that Keyleth seemed to snuggle into Zahra’s neck shaking her head no wildly, Keyleth was certainly afraid.  Zahra rolled her eyes at the ranger’s antiks and moved the druid lower so she could wrap her in a cozy embrace with her bosom, purely for Keyleth’s benefit of course.

“Alright then, how about the minotaur one, it’s nice and big, not to mention exotic,” Vex said again, she knew she was being mean but Keyleth was being stubborn after giving her a fright, it was a taste of her own medicine.  Not to mention the way Keyleth’s backside shook as she tried to hide in Zahra’s embrace was too cute to stand.  But she was getting impatient and decided to just pull out a nice simple tool for her to use.  She picked out a nice silver one, it was only six inches, but heavy enough that it could have been made of real silver.  “Don’t worry Keyleth,” Vex said as she walked over to her girlfriend’s face buried in their mutual lover’s cleavage, her fingers gently danced over Keyleth’s naked body, “no one knows your cunt better than me, I know what you like and what you can take. This will suffice for tonight,” she said showing off her choice.  “Why don’t you two beauties get this ready for me while I get her ready back there,” she said shoving the dildo into Keyleth’s open mouth without waiting for an answer.

As Keyleth and Zahra prepared the toy, Vex moved around to the foot of the bed where Keyleth’s behind swayed in the air.  “I don’t think she needs much getting ready down there,” Zahra called to Vex, “she’s been dripping since we started.”

“That she has Zahra dear,” Vex said inspecting her prize, it was wet and dripping, its lips engorged with blood begging to be touched, “but I never said I was doing this for her,” and without another word Vex brought her mouth to Keyleth’s dripping snatch and did what she did best.  Toys were fun and useful, especially the ones that Zahra brought to share, but her pride wouldn’t let her just use toys to get her lover off.  She had been using her body to get lovers off since she had her first roll in the hay, she wasn’t going to let her skills grow rust because Zahra showed her new and exciting things.  

Besides, the druid, ironically, tastes divine, sweeter than honey, she wouldn’t give the chance to taste Keyleth’s needy cunt for all the gold in Tal'Dorei.  Okay maybe for all the gold, but she gets to taste the rest of Keyleth and fuck her on those piles of gold, but since that isn’t happening, she’ll stick with going down on Keyleth ever night and day Keyleth let her.

It didn’t take long for Keyleth to cum, the poor woman had spent her time pleasing her mistresses and she had gotten close when Vex was spanking her, but Zahra had interrupted before she could finish.  Falling on the ground and the subsequent medical treatment had cooled her off, but being on the edge for a while and making out with Zahra had lit that fire right back up.  She moaned into Zahra’s lips as the tiefling held her tightly as the shudders subsided.  “There’s a good girl,” Vex said smiling as she backed away from Keyleth’s cunt and licked her juices off her lips.  “Now, let me have the toy so I can properly play with you,” she said, walking over and plucked the silver phallus from between Zahra’s tits, “thank you,” she said as she pulled the tiefling into a deep sensual kiss that would have left a weaker woman breathless.  

Keyleth moved over to kiss her girlfriend, but Vex stopped her, “not yet Keyleth,” she said placing a finger to her needy girlfriend’s lips.  Keyleth looked so sad that she wasn’t getting a kiss Vex almost broke down and smooched her right there, but there was an order to these things.  “If you want a kiss you’re going to have to turn over so I can fuck you,” Vex said as she placed the toy in the harness, the smaller part went inside of her with a bead pleasurable blooming, but not enough to really enjoy, not yet anyway.  Vex felt kind of silly, she recognized the value of the toy, but it made her feel ridiculous having something like it between her legs.  To many men have bragged to her about their size to feel anything but silly despite what she and Zahra had done to each other and Keyleth in the past.  She won’t admit it, but she was glad that Keyleth had no interest in the larger sized pieces that Zahra brought, the average sized toy between her legs felt odd enough, she couldn’t imagine what it would be like to walk around with half a tree down there.  

Blushing, Keyleth turned around and settled back into Zahra so Vex could see her in all her naked glory. Her large heaving breasts with nipples as hard as diamonds, her beautiful face that Vex fell in love with the moment she saw it, the moist hole that Vex knew like the back of her hand after exploring every inch more thoroughly then she did dungeons. Yes, this was Keyleth, the woman she loved ready and begging for her.  Zahra’s ruby hands snaked their way under Keyleth’s armpits and started kneading the half-elf’s breasts making the her moan before Vex was inside of her.  “There’s my girl,” Vex whispered softly and with that she started to loom over the druid giving her a kiss.

It’s a soft kiss, Vex is trying to make sure the toy is lined up with Keyleth’s wet hole, which isn’t the easiest thing to do when you’re being distracted by Exandria’s most attractive druid and the gorgeous warlock beneath them isn’t helping either. Still, despite Zahra’s grabby hands and the writhing Keyleth below her, Vex managed to get the toy to her target, she was an excellent markswoman and Keyleth’s moans proved her aim.  To the toy’s credit, it let Vex use both her hands for other things while it helped her pound her girlfriend into the warlock they were fucking.  

Zahra for her part was enjoying the druid sandwiched between her and the ranger, Vex’s thrusts  grinded Keyleth’s naked ass into her cunt, there were worst places to be. It had been awkward at first since Keyleth had a good six inches on both of them, but it worked out in the end.  Vex would use those glorious hips of hers to fuck her girlfriend good, while Zahra’s hands wandered both of them working her magic. Every now and then Vex would lean in to kiss her and sometimes they would kiss Keyleth, Vex got her lips as we her right as girlfriend, while Zahra’s lips and tongue played with Keyleth’s neck and the places of her face that she could reach.

It didn’t take very long for Keyleth to cum, between the two beauties playing with her, the druid’s inexperience granted her limited stamina.  Vex and Zahra weren’t far behind, the three of them screamed out in pleasure, as they finished in a sweaty heap.  “That was nice,” Keyleth managed to get out as her girlfriend collapsed on top of her, the toy still inside of them.  She moved her head over her shoulder to kiss Zahra’s lips, the tiefling deserved it.  

“Oh don’t think we’re done yet Darling,” Vex said pulling Keyleth into another kiss.  “You said you weren’t supposed to go to sleep with a head wound and we were supposed to keep you up all night.  And I think we intend to do just that,” Vex said letting Zahra get up as the tiefling went over to her toy box and gave Keyleth a devilish grin.  The druid just gulped, this was going to be a long night.

A few hours later, Zahra snuck off to her own room bowlegged, but thoroughly satisfied.  It had been a wild night, but she still needed a few hours of sleep, there were things to research and dragons to slay, and she would need real rest if she was going to be any use.  

An hour after that Vex got Pike to look at Keyleth, the cleric of Sarenrae did her best to ignore the disheveled looks and the smell of sex that filled their room when she examined the druid.  She found that Keyleth didn’t seem to be suffering from anything serious due to the head injury, “she’ll be fine,” she told Vex taking her hands off of Keyleth’s forehead.  The druid looked so sore and exhausted she didn’t look like she could get out of bed if Thordak landed in Whitestone.  “She just needs some rest, so I wouldn’t recommend leaving until tomorrow to continue the Vestige hunt,” Pike said with a sigh.  “Look, I’m not going to tell you guys how to be in a  relationship, but I would suggest not going at it all night like this,” she said with a blush on her face.  Vex had managed to put on a robe on Keyleth, but it was clear why the druid couldn’t move.  

“It felt really good,” Keyleth managed to mumble through closed eyes, once Pike told Vex that it was okay the druid drifted in and out of consciousness.

Pike did her best to ignore that though she could feel her face burning, Vex had somehow fucked Keyleth into a coma, despite that the ranger seemed fine, tired, but not like Keyleth.  “Are you alright Vex,” she asked carefully.

“Yes, I’m fine,” Vex said absently as she moved to fluff Keyleth’s pillow.  She moved a bit slowly, but nothing compared to Keyleth, “Zahra and I focused on Keyleth so there wasn’t I’m good if tired.” She froze realizing she had brought up Zahra.

“Oh,” Pike squeaked, she looked even redder, “I didn’t realize that the three of you had that kind of relationship,” she said trying to act without judgement.  

“It’s not really,” Vex said panicking, “well, it’s a sex thing not a relationship thing.  I don’t think that makes it sound any better now that the words are out of my mouth.”

Pike didn’t really notice though, she was too busy thinking about other things, like the two of them with the ruby tiefling that they met in Vasselheim.  She was kind of jealous of the Zahra, though who wouldn't be if she got to spend nights with women like Vex and Keyleth.  Pike was sweet and kind, but she was certainly no prude.  Sarenrae had no problem with sex as long as it was consensual, she even frequented brothels quite a bit when her friends were out of town, at least she did when Emon wasn’t the nest of a crazed giant red dragon.  “I’m not judging you, it’s just a surprise, I mean the two of you have only been together for a few months, I didn’t think you’d be into this sort of thing, already at least.”

“It’s just complicated,” Vex said dropping the pretense, “Zahra and I had this sort of agreement before Keyleth had feelings for me.”

“You and Zahra have been having sex since before Stilben,” Pike asked teasingly.

“Ha ha,” Vex said rolling her eyes, she didn’t know why it had taken her so long to realize the druid’s attraction to her, but she didn't like to be teased about it.  “No since we did that mission for the Slayer’s Take.  It was fun and exciting with no strings attached, then Keyleth stumbled up us and one thing led to another, I had thought it would only be a physical thing with her too, just that we would be seeing more of each other and slowly realized I had been falling in love with Keyleth a bit more every day.  But Keyleth didn’t want me to end things with Zahra since you know she’s really hot, and cool, and it’s only physical but she’s also a really good friend.”

“Yeah so am I,” Pike mumbled, “I mean, I don't’ really understand what you guys are doing, but as long as no one gets hurt, then I have no problem with it.  Not that you needed my permission, I’m just another really good friend who has known you guys for forever and is really pretty by gnomish standards.  Not that that is important.  Maybe from now on though, save your all night sexcapades for a celebration or a holiday, or something.  You know not when we’re trying to save the world from four evil dragons.”

“Three now, but I suppose you have a point,” Vex said sighing, she chose to ignore the things she learned about Pike just then and concentrated on her advice as a friend and healer.  “We lost a day because we decided to be silly.”

“Yeah so maybe just wake me up next time so I can help out, with any injuries I mean,” Pike said doing a bad job of saving herself.  “I’m sure it was an awesome night, but time is of the essence.  Anyway, I am going to bed for a bit, I doubt the others are going to be up any sooner, so maybe get some rest.  If Keyleth is feeling better by this afternoon maybe she could start using spells again, but I would still hold off on until tomorrow if you can help it.” With that Pike sped out of the room as quickly as her gnomish legs could carry her.  That whole conversation was…, intense for her to deal with, she almost said something stupid.  She needed to go back to her room and do something about these thoughts of Vex and Zahra having their way with Keyleth.

“I’ll have to remember that,” Vex said as she watched Pike run out of their room.  The gnome wasn’t pretty for gnomish standards, she was just gorgeous all around, especially when her body wasn’t being covered up by that clunky armor of hers.  Still, that could be saved for later, when Keyleth woke from her sex coma.  For now, Vex was content to just wrap her arms around her girlfriend and get some sleep.  She’d need the energy to face the rest of Vox Machina when she had to explain why they couldn’t go after the next Vestige today. It was a good night though, was her last thought before she drifted off to sleep being the big spoon and breathing in deep the scents of her girlfriend.

Okay, not going to lie, this took much longer than it was supposed to be.  It was supposed to be a fun little smutty oneshot, because it’s not something I write a lot of.  I’ve written one other piece before this week.  This was inspired by walkthegale ‘s fic to make the light which features the same characters here.

Anyway, I like Zahra, but not really in a relationship with Vex or Keyleth, hence why they’re just friends with benefits.  Nothing against those pairings or the three of them together, just never appealed to me.  Still, I’m surprised by the lack of Zahra/Keyleth stuff, I mean they didn’t get to talk at all I think, but Zahra does canonically think Keyleth is fucking hot so there’s that.  Anyway, it’s not important but I think the story happens between Umbrasyl’s death and Vorugal’s.  

My personal headcanon is that Zahra is incredibly kinky and a top, Vex is surprisingly vanilla but can be kinky and a top, while Keyleth is shockingly kinky, into pain play, dirty talk, being verbally degraded, etc., and a very eager to please bottom.  I think Vex and Zahra are both alphas in a relationship they’re in so I’m not sure if they’d work romantically or too often sexually, but their pet Keyleth fixes that problem. And for the record, no Zahra does not think Keyleth is an idiot, it's just because Keyleth likes to be degraded in this story and Zahra can do it, but Vex can't be mean to her girlfriend.   Pike also was here, she was supposed to be a small bit part, but I decided to add her in, a bit jealous that her two best friends would invite another woman into their bed before even considering her.  Maybe she joins the two of them or the three of them in another story, but I’m likely not going to write that.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this, if you did leave a comment or a review because they really help and are good for writer’s self esteem.

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Nature V NatureBlog:ModernAu

So this is my submission for day 4 critrole femslash week, prompt Alternate Universe.  I choose to do a modern au with a vlogger/social media because when I started it I read a few and thought they were neat. Hope you enjoy, read, review, comment, reblog, they really mean more than you’d think when writing stuff like this.

 “Oh sweet Pelor, she posted another freaking video,” Vex’ahlia ‘Vex’ Vessar screamed at her brother Vax’ildan, or Vax for pretty much anyone who had ever talked to him.

“Who my dear sweet even-tempered sister,” Vax asked half amused half mocking.  He already knew who Vex was throwing her latest hissy fit over, she had been throwing tantrums over the other half-elf for months.  It wasn’t fair, there was such a huge storm in Emon last week the meant she wasn’t able to go out and hike like she normally did which meant she hadn’t been able to film a new video.  It also meant that she hadn’t been able to visit her sweet baby boy Trinket either and that was even worse.  Maybe it was making her cranky, but she wouldn't admit that.

“You very well know who I mean,” Vex said rounding on her brother but her eyes never strayed from her phone, “Keyleth Zephara.”  The newest Druid Diaries video already had a couple thousand views and it had only been up for an hour at most.  Vex hadn’t watched it yet, but she knew it would be sweet and wonderful and oh so sickening, just like the woman who it focused on.

“Oh right the red-haired bimbo who has been the bane of your existence for the past few months. The one who updates every Saturday, which is today,” Vax said not even looking up from his tablet.  He had much better things to do than listen to his sister go on and on about her one-sided war she was waging against her crush even if his sister wouldn’t admit it was a crush.

“I never said she was a bimbo,” Vex retorted.  She glanced at her phone again seeing Keyleth’s smiling face as she traveled through the wilderness, “I mean yes I called her a strumpet, but I didn’t actually know what it meant.  I thought it was an insult that you called pretty women.”

“I know,” Vax said finally looking at his twin sister, if only so she could see his shit eating grin.  “Zahra won’t let you forget it.”

Vex didn’t need to be reminded about her ex-girlfriend/current best friend’s literal rolling on the floor laughter the first time Vex used the word wrong during a rant about Keyleth. Besides, Zahra didn’t matter right now, “I just don’t get how her blog is more popular than mine?  I mean we’re both nature blogs, but I’m the 3 time gold medalist and fashion icon, whereas she’s just a nature blog.  Why is she more popular than me? Vex’ahlia’s Visions is a masterpiece blog in my opinion, it combines fitness, fashion, and nature.” Vex had started it up sometime during the last Summer games and her third gold medal victory and it had been a very popular blog for the last 3 years.  Her friend Scanlan had suggested it, said that she could boost her popularity and show her fans the real her. While she was initially against it she had to admit it was fun and she did love the praise she received for her breathtaking nature shots as well as people lavishing over her beauty during her fitness and fashion segments.

“How could my blog be losing to a blog about a gorgeous girl who does cute things with animals she sees travel the world. It’s only been up for two years.” A moment passed and Vex was about to answer but Vex stopped him, “I know, I know her blog sounds awesome, I realized it the second the words came out of my mouth.  Still, it doesn’t explain why she’s more popular than me.  She calls her fans Kikinuts for crying out loud.”

“I mean, it probably doesn’t help that you follow her and are like half the views on her videos.”

“I’m not half the views on her videos,” Vex shot back, “maybe a quarter, but not half,” she whispered to herself.  She can’t help it, after all Keyleth of the Air Ashari was the competition, Vex had to watch her videos to see why they were so popular, at least 8 times each just to be sure, sometimes with and other times without sound.  “Still, I’m a ranger and one of the most famous in the world, how does someone have a nature blog more popular than mine?”

Despite Vex’s complaints she did love Keyleth’s videos.  They were always surprisingly informative about the places she visited, and she would always have animals in her videos that did cute things and she would talk to sometimes.  Usually she would end up sleeping in the woods somewhere making a shelter, foraging for her own food and water, living under the stars.  As a powerful druid she apparently had the ability to summon storms and perfect wifi no matter where she went in addition to her other magical and shapeshifting abilities.  Being able to summon lightning meant her equipment was always charged too so that was helpful for a druid ‘roughing’ it.

“You might be a ranger Stubby, but she’s a druid.  You both might have nature one your side but she can turn into animals and talk to them and people love animals.”

“I have animals in my videos.”

“You have animals that are running away from you little sister,” Vax said standing up giving his sister a kiss on the forehead since he knows how much she hates it.  “Keyleth gets them to gather around her like she’s a Disney princess or something. And that’s not even getting to how she is with plants. Or she gets attacked by them which also leads to a lot of views because people like to see that sort of thing.  I’m sorry but I don’t think you’re going to win this one.  Especially since you want to keep my nephew out of the spotlight.”

“I swore I would never become a crazy stage mom and force Trinket in the spotlight for something as paltry as popularity.  My child is a wild dangerous beast and my animal companion like the ones the rangers of old would ride into battle with.  Not some dancing bear doing tricks for snacks and nose pats.  The fact that he’s adorable and happens to love me with all his giant heart is a moot point,” Vex said matter-of-factly.  She loved Trinket more than anything in this world, which is why she let him roam free in the wilds near Emon instead of stuck in her house like a pet.

“That makes me proud Stubby,” Vax said giving his sister the biggest sloppiest kisses he could muster on each cheek, one for him and one for his nephew.  As she pushed him away he continued, “I know you’ve always wanted to be the type of successful woman that those bastards back in Syngorn would have to respect at least.  But I’m glad you’re not willing to go crazy over that.  I mean if winning three gold medals for archery in the past 3 olympic games didn’t make Syldor respect you, I doubt becoming internet famous will.”

“That might be because I competed on behalf of Emon and beat every pureblooded natural born son and daughter of Syngorn they sent up against me, along with the competitors from the Dwendali Empire, Marquet, and everywhere else,,” Vex said proudly.  The memories of her father looking down on her archery skills back when she was 6 still hurt, he had only agreed to let her try after her stepmother convinced him to let her try.  He had bet on her quitting in a week.  Her stepmother had given her the gold piece when the two of them left to study abroad in Emon when they were 12.  A reminder of the first time she forced her father to eat those words Devana said before sending her off with a kiss on the forehead and telling her to not make it the last.

“Syldor and the rest of them back in Syngorn would still respect you even if they hated you, the fact that they still don’t means they never will Stubby.  So stop acting like having the best nature blog will make you anything more than an ambassador’s bastard half-blooded daughter to the stuffy elves back home and just enjoy your crush like a normal person,” Vax said as patiently as he could.  He knew it probably wouldn’t get through, it wasn’t the first time they had this conversation, but Vex had a hard time letting their horrible childhood go.

“Whatever,” Vex said shrugging off her brother’s words, “why don’t you get out of here, I have a video to watch.”

Sighing Vax just decided to let it go, one issue at a time, “when you watch this time, maybe just forget about your one-sided rivalry with Keyleth for now and just watch her video.  You know you always forget about how much you pretend to hate her once you see her break out in that embodiment of sunshine smile she always opens up with,” when Vex flipped him off in response he just let out a sigh and moved to the door.  “Just try not to drool all over yourself this time or should I say don’t let her make you so mad you’ froth with rage,” he managed to say before he dashed out of the room dodging pillows that his sister was trying to assault him with.

Unfortunately for Vex this left her alone to deal with her brooding/crush over Keyleth.   She wished Trinket was there, he always managed to make her feel better, but a bear wasn’t meant for a populated area, the woods near Emon were fine since he was less than a mile away at worst, but it still didn’t mean his absence wasn’t felt.  She had a cabin deeper in the woods on private property that Trinket stayed in or around most days.  It worked for Trinket and it worked for her wilderness videos.

She waited to watch the newest Druid Diaries, she knew it would be fantastic even if she could only see the thumbnail.  It was of Keyleth sitting up in between two tree branches, she was smiling of course, wearing her classic green ensemble with her iconic antler crown framing her long mane of red hair.  Initially she thought that Keyleth had a lot of followers and fans because she was a pretty girl.  There were always idiots who followed pretty girls who made videos, Vex knew first hand when she was starting out, but that wasn’t the secret to Keyleth’s success.  While she was adorably charming in a clumsy sort of way Keyleth did know her stuff when it came to animals and plants, even if she seemed a bit ditzy at first glance.

Quietly, Vex wondered where Keyleth was going to be shooting this month.  The druid seemed a nomad at heart and despite loving each location she got to she only spent a month or so in an area to explore all the natural world had to offer with a video showing up each week before moving on.  Vasselheim was an exception though, Keyleth seemed to fall in love with the ancient city and it’s forests full of magical beasts and stayed a whole 4 months before moving on.  Her fans loved it though, everything from the forests and the monsters, to the way their idol had explored the ancient city.  She had spent so long there that there was speculation on her forum that she had joined the legendary Slayer’s Take hunter’s guild.

Vex had always wanted to go but had never gotten the nerve to.  But she would one day, she’d take Trinket there and explore the forests, see the wild magical beasts that hunted in those woods, maybe she’d even join the Slayer’s Take.  It was supposed to be a pretty open guild, once you took a contract you needed to fulfill it but it also didn’t have a requirement to keep taking contracts.

That didn’t matter right now though, she had to watch the new video her enemy put out.  Despite what her brother thought Vex did not find Keyleth attractive, just annoyingly beautiful and awkwardly  charming, but not attractive no sir. Realizing she was just justifying her actions to herself, Vex let out a sigh and started Keyleth’s newest video.  It was long enough that she’d by the time she finished she’d be able to watch Keyleth’s live Q&A segment that she always did after the first week. Every now and then her phone would go off to tell her that she had a new notification, something she normally checked religiously, but she ignored them, when it was Keyleth’s video watching time the building would be on fire and she wouldn't notice, which had happened before.  

“Hey there Kikinuts,” Keyleth started out with her camera zoomed in way too far so they could only see her right eye.  Vex gave a snort, this meant Keyleth was doing things solo, her best friend and camera man when he could Percy wouldn't have let her start a video like that. “Oh sorry, let me adjust that,” she said zooming out a bit until her whole face was in the video.  “There we go,” Keyleth said giving the camera a smile and Vex felt her heart speed up.  ‘Shut up Vax,’ she thought out loud to a brother that wasn’t there.  Keyleth might have had the most gorgeous green eyes Vex had ever seen, but it was her face that she could, and have stared at for hours.

Vex couldn’t help but notice how the morning sun just lit up Keyleth’s long mane of untamed red hair like a sea of rubies or fire.  She looked beautiful, Vex could admit that much as she sighed feeling the anger towards the innocent woman whose only crime was being more popular than she was and making her feel weird things.

“I hope you all enjoyed my last month in Whitestone, the home of my best friend and assistant Percival Fredrickstein Von Martini Koala De Rolo the Third,” she giggled.  it was a running gag in her videos for Percy’s name to be unpronounceable to anyone other than him.  “Unfortunately,” Keyleth said sobering up a bit, “Percy decided to take a bit of a leave of absence for a while. Don’t worry, we’re still a duo and having broken up or anything, he just needed some time to himself. Seeing his childhood home and his family made him feel a bit nostalgic so he decided  to stay with them for a while to catch up. You can still keep up with him @Pderolo3 and of course you can follow me @TempestOfAntlers if you aren’t already. Remember if you like this video, leave a like and subscribe, maybe even a comment.  Just a reminder because this is the first week of the month, I will be doing a live Q&A session 2 hours after the video airs so send in your questions. It’s weird to be saying that since it will be the future by then but it’s what we’ve been doing. Any way,” Keyleth said giving her fingers a snap, “now that that’s out of the way, we can start our video for real.”

It started off like it usually did with videos of her hiking for a bit and just enjoying the sounds of nature all around her. Vex didn’t usually like this part, it was fine but Keyleth did her best to be quiet for the first few minutes or so and as much as Vex loved nature, sometimes trees just looked like trees, and she had enough trees in whenever she went to visit Trinket. These trees didn’t look any different, which made Vex sit up, actually not only did they not look any different, those were the same trees she saw whenever she visited Trinket, the exact same trees.  “Here I am in the Forests of Emon, the capital of Tal'Dorei, and home to Sovereign Uriel Tal’Dorei the Third,” Keyleth said breaking into the talking points of her show where she would list the history but Vex didn’t hear her.  She was paralyzed frozen by the information that Keyleth Zephara was literally a few miles away in the forests she walked and hiked in for years.  

It wasn’t until Keyleth got a familiar furry visitor, a large brown mass of fur lumbered into the clearing that Keyleth was currently filming in.  The two of them stared at each other dumbstruck, neither expecting the other and Vex had a mini heart attack.  She knew that Trinket was the sweetest being in creation, but he was still a wild animal, she knew that Trinket wouldn’t attack Keyleth but that didn’t mean that Keyleth wouldn’t attack him thinking she was in danger.  Keyleth might not be a warrior, but she was a powerful druid, Vex had seen videos where Keyleth turned into sharks, or tigers, or giant rock monsters, she could destroy Trinket in a fight.

“Alright viewers,” Keyleth whispered into her camera, “I am going to show you how I deal with wild animals that could be potentially dangerous.  Just a warning, don’t try this at home unless you are a druid to and even then, I wouldn’t recommend it.” With that she put her phone down so she was still in view, and for a minute she glowed.  

Vex was about to run outside with her arrows, crush or not if Keyleth hurt her baby she’d shove an arrow so far up that bitch’s ass that. Luckily her rational side took over before she could do something stupid, it said that this video happened a week ago so even if she did rush out she’d be too late.  Also, it said that she always knew when Trinket was in danger thanks to their bond so she had nothing to worry about.  She had felt him be nervous during the storm that was after when Keyleth would have shot her video.  

“Hello,” Keyleth said in a deeper voice than normal, “I am Keyleth,” her voice said was heavy and harsher than normal, like she was growling.  Trinket just let out a large roar in response, Vex could tell he wasn’t angry or scared, just curious, “Oh, you speak common,” Keyleth said in response, “that makes things easier.”

Trinket growled back friendlier than before, “okay so you’re Trinket,” Keyleth responded, “it’s very nice to meet you Trinket,” she said giving Trinket a scratch on the chin.  And Vex’s heart started to calm down a little, it also tried not to melt. Seeing the girl of her dreams befriending her son  was not something she ever thought she’d see, but it did things to her. Not dirty things, but familial things that she hadn’t dreamed of feeling in a long time.  

“You’re very nice for a wild bear,” Keyleth started to say, “I don't mean that other bears aren’t nice wild or not,” she said backtracking.  “It’s just most wild bears I meet aren’t so nice or understand common.  Oh you’re Vex’s bear,” Keyleth said excitedly and Vex’s heart just froze.  The notifications were going off on her phone like crazy now and to the point where Vex had to plug her headphones into her laptop just so she could watch what could be her most important moment of her life. “Wow that’s amazing, I didn’t realize she had a bear, especially one as cute and cuddly as you,” she said in a cutesy baby tone as she gave Trinket a belly rub.  

“No,” Keyleth responded to one of Trinket’s growls, “never meet Vex personally, I saw her up close once though,” she said surprising Vex.  “It was during the games before last, I went there with my father to represent the Ashari tribes. We don’t exactly have the numbers for athletes to compete, but we were invited to spectate the games.  It was a great honor for the tribes, but I was nervous, most of the competitors were hyper focused on their own events they didn’t have time for anyone who wasn’t a fellow athlete, a coach, or the press so I was lost.   I didn’t feel like I belonged there so part of me wanted to just curl up and cry in my room from nerves and anxiety.   Then at one of the dinner after the opening ceremonies, I saw her, arguing with another athlete form Syngorn despite her being a whole head shorter than him and probably ten years younger, and winning. I think probably the coolest girl I’ve ever seen and she was my age.  I didn’t introduce myself back then, I was still too nervous to, but just seeing her stand up for herself made me feel braver. I kind of became a Vex fangirl after that,” Keyleth said kind of dreamily, maybe?  It sounded dreamily to Vex who was trying really hard not to get her hopes up.  This couldn’t’ be real right?

This couldn’t be happening, this was something after a cheesy romcom, granted it would normally happen with dogs opposed to bears, but Vex didn’t have a dog.  “I went to each of her competitions and bought tons of her merchandise, I just was so into her.”

“Do you want to be,’ Vex thought absentminded, she really had no filter when she wasn’t paying attention.

“I got into vlogging because of her actually,” she said surprising Vex when she did.  “I got a notification about her on google and saw her video for the first time and I don’t’ know I just subscribed then and there. Oh I don’t know why I’m tell you this Trinket,” Keyleth said looking cute and Vex thought her heart couldn’t take it.

“Oh Vex talked about me with you before,” Keyleth asked excitedly and Vex’s heart dropped, oh no.

For a moment she just watched and listened while Trinket growled amicably with a big smile on her face. Slowly though her smile seemed to fade slowly to the point where she Vex could hear Keyleth’s heart break, “I see she said that about me,” now it sounded like the Druid was about to cry. “I guess I could see that, she isn’t the first person to say things like that about me.  I think we should move along, there are so many nice things to see in Emon,” but now she sounded like a carebear who was told love didn’t exist.

Vex’s alarm went off to let her know that Keyleth’s Q&A and Vex immediately shut her alarm off and saw she had hundreds of notifications. Some were “Why are you being mean to Keyleth,” or “I don’t get where you get off being mean to Keyleth, she’s great while you’re the worst,” which seeing how she was feeling right now she couldn’t disagree.  Others were worse unfortunately, “I’m with you, Keyleth is an overrated bitch,” or “Keyleth is a cunt who doesn’t know anything and needs to shut her trap. Team Vex all the way,” which got a block from Vex right away.  Even a few gross ones that say things like “if the two of you are going to have a fight you should film it with jello to boost both your views.” Honestly she wouldn’t mind getting jello with Keyleth, but she wasn’t’ going to have a catfight in it, at least not for people to watch.

Immediately she turned on Keyleth’s live stream and saw that the area she was filming in was partially destroyed.  In the background of her shot though there was a cabin that looked far to familiar. “Hi there Kikinuts. There was a bit of a storm the last few days so sorry I’ve been out of communication.  But I’m here and safe, my friend Trinket actually brought me to this nice cabin that belongs to his owner,” she gestured to the, “he took me to where the spare key was so we could both stay safe and dry.  I just want you to know Ms. Vex’ahlia if you’re watching this I’m sorry, I never would have trespassed if it wasn’t an emergency.  I’ll leave money for whatever I took to survive, I didn’t mean to intrude upon your space.”  

“Oh fuck,” Vex swore aloud, the way Keyleth said her name now, it was so meek and formal, she’d talk to her father’s business associates like that growing up.  

“Anyway, enough about me,” Keyleth said, “lets here from you guys, what do you want to ask me?” She started scrolling through the chat, “Alright let’s see here there…, there’s a lot of questions asking what the deal between me and Vex’ahlia,” Keyleth said with an aggravated sigh, “look, I don’t know.  Like I said I was a huge fan of Vex, and if I could maybe talk to her, I still can be. I know this kind of seemed like I dropped this on you guys, but I’ve been wracking my brain over this for the last week.  Maybe I insulted her some way when we were kids by accident or something, but I don’t really know what I could have done to make her…, upset with me but I don’t’ want to start guessing on here without talking to each other first.  Since I’m in Emon I thought maybe I’d send her a message to see if we could meet up IRL and maybe clear the air without any cameras or people watching.  Maybe I can apologize for whatever I did to offend her.  Just don’t send her hate, like I said she’s still the coolest woman I’ve ever seen and Trinket here loves her,” she pointed over to Trinket the traitor who was just rolling around in the dirt being a happy bear.  “He’s been talking about how much he loves his mommy all week and how great she is. So I’m sure this is just a problem on my end that I hope we can fix.  I get enough hate because of what I do, I don’t ever want anyone else to experience that, especially over me,” her big green eyes were full of sincerity.

“Anyway,” she said trying to lighten the mood, “lets see about another question.  Sorry, they’re going by really quickly so if I don’t’ get to yours I’m sorry, I’m not ignoring you it’s just hard to see them sometimes.  Alright, how about this one,” she paused for a second before letting out a sigh of frustration, “no @AldarLoverL, I will not say what Vex said about me it’s private, she told her bear not me.  I shouldn’t have learned it the way that I did so please stop asking.  Moving on for…, are there any questions that aren’t about me and Vex’s so called feud?”

At that point Vex was already out the door rushing grabbing her keys and leaving her apartment. “Hey Vex,” Vax called her as she got to the front door, “are you watching…, I see you were watching Keyleth’s live stream.”

“I always do you know that, dear brother of mine,” Vex said trying to keep the frustration out of her voice.  She loved her brother, her twin, the other part of her soul, but she needed to go to her cabin and clear the air.  It was only a few miles away, on her bike she could be there in under 15 minutes.  

“Are you really going to crash her livestream just to tell her that you don’t actually hate her?”

“Yeah or at least that was the plan,” she admitted, “she’s at my cabin with my son thinking that for  the past week I hate her, I need to make things right.  Now if you’ll excuse me,” and Vex was out the door quicker than her arrows.  She tore down four flights of stairs faster than any sprinter she’d meet and got to the garage where she kept her other baby, “Death From Above”.  It was a nice looking motorcycle that Vex loved to ride, she had beaten some crazy dragonborn necromancer in pool for it but it was hers. DFA was loud but it was fast and it got her where she was going and it made Vex feel like she was flying.

It was a quick ride, luckily there was no traffic the way to the cabin, once she was off the main road it was just a barely paved dirt road to get to her little slice of heaven. By the time she got to the cabin her heart was still pounding, she all but jumped off her bike and ran to the back where she recognized Keyleth was filming.  She got back there right as she started to realize she had no idea what she was doing, Keyleth was still shooting her Q&A, it usually lasted an hour.  Vex’s body moved before her mind could catch up and she was around the corner face to face with Keyleth before she realized these things.

Sweet Pelor the Ashari woman was more beautiful and cute in person, for a good thirty seconds they looked at each other not saying anything, Keyleth shocked just as much as she was.  “I was watching your stream,” Vex started to explain, “after watching your last video.  I saw you were at my cabin and were talking to my bear.  I just wanted to say I don’t’ hate you, Trinket made a mistake.  And now I realize how unprofessional this is, crashing your shoot,” Vex said awkwardly slinking behind the corner of her cabin embarrassed.  

“Excuse me,” Vex heard Keyleth say to her viewers, and followed Vex.

“I’m so sorry about that,” Vex said her head in her hands sitting on the deck of the cabin  That was one of the most embarrassing things that she had done.

“No, you don’t have to apologize for anything,” Keyleth assured her, “I mean it’s your cabin after all, I’m just trespassing.”

“Trinket showed you where the key was, that means you’re a guest,” Vex said giving her an attempt at a smile.  

“This is not how I expected to meet you,” Keyleth said taking a seat next to Vex on the porch.

“Well if we’re being fair I didn’t you’d ever talk to my bear and spend the week thinking I hated you,” Vex said

“So…, you don’t hate me,” Keyleth asked quietly unsure if she was going to like the answer.  “Trinket said you don’t say a lot of good things about me when you talk to him.”

“I promise Keyleth I don’t’ hate you,” Vex swore, “Look, it’s nothing you did, I just…, I have issues. I promise, I’ll make a video telling everyone that I don’t’ hate you, post an apology letter, anything you want. I owe you that much.”  

“Well…,” Keyleth said thinking, “I mean you already said you didn’t hate me in my segment.  Do you maybe want to come on with me and we can put the rumors to death for real?”

“You really don’t’ mind if I’m in your video,” Vex asked incredulously. She expected Keyleth to hate her for making her think that she was hated.

“I mean I kind of dreamed of collaborated with you for a while,” Keyleth said her cheeks red, “I wasn’t lying when I said you were the reason I got into making videos.”

“Let’s do it, if it’s really okay,” Vex said standing up face to face with Keyleth.  She never realized how tall Keyleth was, even without the antlers she was almost half a foot taller than Vex.  It was kind of a turn on.

“Great,” Keyleth said jumping up and down in excitement and hugged her.  Vex never thought she’d feel like Elenore to Keyleth’s Tahani but, to quote the Good Place, “of course your hugs are amazing.”

Five minutes later they were in front of Keyleth’s camera starting their collaboration. “Hi Kikinuts, I’m back, sorry about that. I just had to work a few things out with my special surprise guest, Vex’ahlia of Vex’halia’s Visions.”

“That’s Keyleth, you can call me Vex though,” Vex said, not wanting to tell her that she liked it when Keyleth used her shortened name, it made her smile.  “I was just in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by,” she cursed herself for sounding so stupid.  Of course, she was in the neighborhood this was her cabin.  “I was watching your lasted video, which was great by the way,” she said turning to Keyleth, “you know up until you met Trinket, my animal companion.”

“Yeah, he’s wonderful but I think we got a bit confused,” Keyleth admitted.

“He’s my beautiful baby boy, but as much as I love him, he’s still a bear and doesn’t always understand the things I tell him. So I’m sorry about that, I can defanetly say that I don’t hate you Keyleth, I’ve actually a big fan.  Subscribed the moment I saw your videos.”

“Well that’s really sweet, I’m glad that we got all that cleared out of the way, because like I said I’m a big fan of yours too,” Keyleth said giving her warm smile that shot through the heart.  “Hear that views, Vex doesn’t hate me and I don’t hate her so maybe we can drop the whole thing, it was a misunderstanding.”

“Yeah, I didn’t really mean it when I said those things to him about you,” Vex explained without thinking, only to realize what she said when they came out of her mouth.

“Oh,” Keyleth said and the look on her face could make puppies cry, “so you did say those things about me.”

“Keyleth not like that,” Vex said she was normally so cool and good with her words, what was it about this girl that made her so stupid.

“It’s fine Vex,” Keyleth said trying to keep her smile on her face despite also looking like she was going to cry.

“I’m such an ass, it really wasn’t like that Keyleth,” Vex said turning away and saw the chat was exploding asking them over and over what she meant, or what she said.  It was starting to get aggravating.

“Vex,” Keyleth said meeting her eye, despite looking hurt the druid’s eyes were also strong, “it’s okay, you said you don’t hate me and are a fan and I believe you.  You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to.”

“Keyleth..,” Vex started she’d rather be vulnerable than let Keyleth think she hated her.  “It’s true, I said those horrible things about you, I’d say it pretty often, Trinket being a bear only knows the words.  If he was a person he might understand the nuance a bit better.  I’m not exactly the best person, I’m really competitive and don’t really know…, pretty girls make me stupid, especially the ones that I have a crush on, not the best combination,” and there it was she just admitted in front of all Keyleth’s fans and the woman herself that she had a crush on her. “Like I said, if Trinket was a people person maybe he’d understand that, since all my friends have told me I have a crush on you despite my name calling.”  There it was, Vex didn’t do vulnerable, but hey, it was a crazy situation and she didn’t have time to think about it.  

“Oh,” was all Keyleth could say as she blushed as red as her hair.

“You don’t’ have to say anything,” Vex assured her.  “I know this isn’t how you thought your day was going to go I just felt like being honest to avoid any more confusion.”

Keyleth started to hyperventilate and pulled out a paper bag. Vex was right, this definitely wasn’t how she expected her day to go.  “Shit,” Vex said and rushed into the house to fetch Keyleth a glass of water.  By the time she was back Keyleth seemed to calm down a little, at least enough to drink the glass of water.  “I’m really sorry about that, I didn’t expect that reaction,”

“No need to apologize,” Keyleth said after finishing the water, “its just not everyday your first crush surprises you a dozen times over and admits to having a crush on you.  Let’s turn this off,” she said jumping up and turning her camera off to the outrage of the chat. “We’ll tell you guys about what happens later,” Keyleth promised before signing off.  She started to pinch her arm wondering if this was all just a crazy dream, maybe she died in the storm and this was hell.

“We don’t’ have to do anything about this Keyleth, hell, we didn’t even know each other before today. If you want we could write the whole thing off as a skit we made together to show people we don’t’ actually hate each other.  We can say it was my idea,” Vex offered.  

“I don’t want to do that,” Keyleth said firmly, “I’m not going to lie about how I feel.  It’s just,” she started to say her face falling, “I’ve never dated anyone before, I’m a mess when it comes to talking to people, that’s why I move around so much and shoot videos in the woods with my only friend.  I’ve had a crush on you for so long, but it’s always been from a far. What happens if I ruin that, what happens when I ruin that, I won’t even have my stupid childish crush to fall back on.”

“Well why don’t we start off small,” Vex suggested, “we don’t have to get together and go steady right now, maybe we can start off with something small.  My name is Vex’ahlia Vessar, I’m a nature vlogger and 3 time gold winning medalist in archery,” she said holding out her hand, “it’s nice to meet you.”

For a moment Keyleth could only laugh, not at Vex, but at the whole situation, still, she took Vex’s outstretched hand, “Keyleth Zephara of the Ashari, the future voice of the Tempest and a nature vlogger as well.”

Those little gestures became conversations, those conversations became long talks and before you knew it, like and then love.  Keyleth wound up spending a record six months in Emon, despite the forests being nice but not impressive.  If it was Vex and Trinket’s home then it was the most amazing place in the world. And when she left Emon after those six months, she didn’t leave alone, she was never alone again.

   I really needed to wrap that up, the ending was getting away from me.  This was supposed to be a quick silly modern youtuber au that got out of hand. Originally it was supposed to end with Trinket telling Keyleth about Vex’s crush on her, but for some reason I added a lot of unnecessary drama.  Oh well it’s done and I hope you enjoyed it.  I realize that the characters are kind of ooc, but like I said they kind of got away from me.  

I also don’t know why I made Vex an Olympic athelet, it just kind of fit since she is a ranger class still, despite the world not really needing adventurers as much as it did in the old days.  Still, I did it and it’s done.  For anyone interested, I’d say that they’re around level 10, sort of when everything picks up in the campaign.