Fairies of The Black Circle

26

"Come on, Stella, we're not five." Riven huffed.

Stella pouted, crossing her arms, almost as though she were a five-year-old.

Their campfire was now a pile of glowing coals, still heating whoever put their hands close enough. The red embers were the colour of the moon that was sinking toward the horizon behind them.

"Truth or dare doesn't have an age limit, Riv." Musa grinned at his frown.

Behind her, she felt Gantlos' hand subtly pressing against the small of her back and her world felt peaceful, only the muted melodies of her friends pulsing in her ears.

"Fine then. You can start." He grumbled, dismissing her with a wave of his hand.

Musa studied the group for a moment before her eyes fell upon Bloom and a grin formed on her face.

"Bloom." The redhead's attention snapped to her, a blush on her cheeks as if she had just been caught staring at someone naked.

She might as well have been with the way Musa had caught her ogling at the wizards' leader moments ago.

"What was the question, sorry?" She tried to recover herself.

"Truth or dare?"

"Uh," Bloom began to calculate all the possible truths Musa may ask her. There were some things she didn't fancy sharing with the group, and she knew Musa would be able to tell if she lied.

"Dare." She decided.

Musa grinned even wider, indicating that Bloom had chosen wrongly, and she began to feel dread pool in her stomach.

"I dare you to talk dirty to the person next to you of your choosing."

Bloom stiffened. Musa had worded the command in such a way, it made it seem like she had a choice. Except Musa knew who she had to choose.

There was no way she was about to dirty talk little Roxy, which left...

She turned to Ogron, who was already watching her with the slightest hint of amusement on his lips.

Bloom felt her stomach somersault at the prospect of speaking to him in that way, however, she was not one to back down from a challenge.

Stella's eyes widened as she watched her friend pull Ogron to her by the collar of his shirt, slowly tilting her head so her lips brushed his ear.

She squinted as if it would somehow help her to hear the words that made Ogron's eyes flicker with a dangerous desire, his lips slanting into a smug smile.

Irritated by her lack of hearing abilities, she turned to Musa for any hint of what she was saying.

Musa sat still, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Stella groaned. "Why does Musa get to hear the good stuff." She whispered to Duman, who only chuckled back in response.

Bloom finally pulled away; her face flushed with the realisation of what she had just done and refused to meet Ogron's eyes.

"That was insightful, Bloom." He drawled, but she could hear the slight strain in his voice.

"Gantlos, truth or dare?" Bloom said hurriedly, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach.

"Truth."

"Um... Has anyone ever caught you having sex?"

Gantlos' expression retained its usual stony nonchalance, but Musa felt his hand shift slightly on her back and heard his heart rate quicken.