This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

2.12 ❤ Backdoor Fun

The tense mood settled, eventually. They couldn't stew in silence for long. They had plenty to talk about, and Zoey meant that in a practical sense; Rosalie's interview of Delta had been brief, and their discussions too, because they'd intended on talking strategy on the long trip to the shard entrance.

"I'm sorry," Delta said. "Topped off? What do you mean she'll need to be topped off?"

Rosalie glanced at Zoey. "You didn't tell her?"

"Didn't come up."

Rosalie made a 'go-ahead' gesture.

Zoey and Delta met eyes. Delta seemed amused, fox ears twitching even as the edges of her lips curled up.

Zoey couldn't fully prevent the coloring of her cheeks, even if Delta knew the strangeness of Zoey's class, by this point. "I don't use mana," Zoey said. "I use, uh. Lust. It's like mana, but doesn't recharge passively, and is only refilled with intimacy."

"And is more potent," Rosalie added.

"It is?" Zoey asked.

"Your one-circle ice spike is unnaturally powerful."

"Really?" Rosalie hadn't mentioned any such thing to her.

"About twice as strong as a competent first-advancement caster's would be," Rosalie said. "The downside is that you exhaust yourself much faster. Enough you could run out in a single fight."

"Hence the top-offs," Delta said, nodding. "Sheesh. So, what. Between every fight? That's a lot of sex."

"Every fight would be unnecessary," Rosalie said. Like usual, when she became embarrassed, her voice took a controlled, clipped tone. "But with some frequency, yes. We don't want her reserving her abilities; she needs to train her runes as much as us."

"So every few."

"Five or six, I would guess."

"Still a lot of sex. We taking turns?"

"It doesn't need to be sex," Rosalie said. "Intimacy of any form, with one of her bonded targets."

"Yeah, but handys'll get old. What do you usually do? Mouth, or all the way?"

Rosalie started sputtering.

A thought having hit Zoey, and also to save Rosalie, she interjected, "Will having both of you mean a faster recharge?"

Delta and Rosalie looked at her.

Zoey blushed. "Not because—I'm not trying to—"

"Horndog," Delta grinned. "One isn't enough? Gotta have us both at the same time?"

"It just seems plausible! Not trying to be weird. Either of you is more than anyone could hope for."

Delta paused, then blushed. "You can't say shit like that with such a straight face. What's wrong with you?"

Rosalie, on her part, had crossed her arms. If Zoey had to guess, it was because Delta had been lumped in under the descriptor of 'amazing' along with her.

"I'm just saying, it makes sense," Zoey said.

Delta considered it for a second, then laughed. "Eh, guess it does. The Maker knows it could fit four hands, so that won't be a problem. Or two mouths, for fuck's sake. Five or six of them, really. Guess it's worth a shot."

Zoey tried not to linger on the imagery of five or six mouths working up her shaft. Getting hard while hiking through the rugged terrain of the Fractures would be a bit inconvenient.