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

3.08 Alchemy Tutelage

"That cheap?" Rosalie asked. "Huh. I expected her to charge more. Our yield was larger, this time, and higher complexity."

Zoey and Delta shared a look. Delta grinned, then turned back to Rosalie and said, "Guess she was feeling generous. Maybe something put her in a good mood."

Rosalie narrowed her eyes, sensing something in Delta's words, but she didn't care enough to pursue. She brushed past it.

It wasn't like Zoey was trying to hide what had happened at Fe's workshop—Rosalie didn't care if Zoey got around, only the manner in which she did, as with the dressing room attendant—but explaining their encounter with Fe wasn't something Zoey could just blurt out.

'Hey, she probably gave us a discount because Delta fucked her brains out. Using my cock.'

Yeah, that would go over well.

And what an odd sort of an encounter it had been, too. Zoey had just stood there; she hadn't interacted with Fe at all, besides some blushing, steamy looks. Delta had been the one to use her cock to fuck the sheep girl. And what a sight it'd been, especially when paired with how she felt every jerking plunge of Delta's arm.

Portals. Pretty neat stuff. Zoey was really coming around on the stranger set of sex items they were receiving. Variety was the spice of life, and all that. Delta's adventurous spirit was rubbing off on her; Zoey thought she'd like to try out some weirder items, if they received them.

"So," Rosalie said. "You're headed to Sabina, next?" Zoey nodded, and Rosalie turned to Delta. "And you, to Maddy?"

"That's gonna be a fun talk," Delta said, and somehow, she sounded like she meant it. Zoey had found it seriously awkward to explain her class to Delta, but Delta didn't seem to hold the same reservations. Though, Zoey supposed, it wasn't her embarrassing situation to be in; it wasn't her class. But even if it was, Zoey thought Delta might find it hilarious to explain. Clearly, 'shameless' was a term well-applied to her orange-haired team member. "I wonder how she'll take it," Delta said. "I don't think she's a prude, but she doesn't get around, either. A sex class might be a bit much for her."

Rosalie didn't seem concerned. "There's always other options. And she only needs to train Zoey—joining the team is peripheral."

Though, Zoey thought, she still needed to work out how to 'recharge' during practice. It only worked with bonded targets, and asking Maddy to take care of it—a stranger—would be going way too far.

Zoey figured she might as well bring it up. Because there was a solution.

Zoey cleared her throat, though, hesitant at having to broach the topic. Delta was the shameless one, not her. "Uh. Recharging, during lessons. I think there might be a way to handle that? Without locking one of you down." Having to accompany her, Zoey meant. "The portal."

"Escort it around, and any time it gets hard, take care of it?" Delta asked, grinning. "Yeah, I was thinking that, too. Probably our best option, so you don't run out of juice. But who? Me, or Princess?"

Rosalie sniffed. "It depends when. That's hardly something that can be handled out in public. But I suppose if I must, I could work the event into my schedule. Perhaps during training."

"Don't sound too excited," Delta grinned. She saw through Rosalie's colored cheeks as easily as Zoey; the idea of needing to remotely 'take care' of Zoey titillated her. "But yeah. Comes down to scheduling," Delta agreed. "Can be either of us. We'll figure it out when I talk to Maddy, get a time she's available."

Zoey nodded, and a brief silence settled across the trio.

"Okay," Delta said. "Sounds like we have our plans. Meet up at the Guild, whenever, we'll figure out our next steps."