Delta honestly wasn't sure which benefit of moving in with Zoey and Rosalie she liked more: that she got to wake up snuggled in with her girlfriend each morning, or that, now, she could poke the haughty Princess's buttons from within the safety of her own home. Both were pretty great.
Her 'girlfriend', though. That still felt weird. It'd been a while since Delta had made a relationship official. Recently, she'd almost exclusively been in a series of casual flings. And not just because the transitory nature of wayfaring life demanded it. While several of her hook-ups had been—well, impressive—there hadn't ever been a real connection. That was different with Zoey. And no, she wasn't saying that just because the woman was unbelievably attractive and always ready to join in on her antics. Or even that she was also a wayfarer with immense potential and, therefore, compatible with her future. Those were upsides, but not what made her stomach flutter whenever soft green eyes caught her own.
Plus, Rosalie came bundled in. Delta hadn't decided to go official with Zoey just because the haughty, easy-to-tease old-blood came as a package deal, but if she were dating a woman with multiple partners, then it would be for the best that Delta liked them. And Rosalie? She very much liked her. Or, rather, she liked making the girl blush and squirm. And annoying her. Rosalie was just way too easy to get a reaction from in basically all ways. How could she help herself?
That both women were freaks was also pretty great. Delta had always had a high libido, and yet, if anything, she might be less horny than Zoey. And certainly less than Rosalie, that poor repressed virgin. Not that Rosalie was literally a virgin—she was bouncing on Zoey's lap at this very moment—but rather, she had that energy. And not just because she was so easy to make cum. Though that was a big reason.
Standing at the edge of the bed, Delta lined her cock up to Zoey's mouth. The woman had obliged her request as soon as she'd made it. Zoey was usually the woman giving, but she didn't hesitate to give back. Delta appreciated that—especially since she'd become rather infatuated with this new tool of hers. Zoey kissed soft lips around her sensitive tip, then slid a tongue around the ridge, sending a shiver up Delta's spine. The new sensations really were so intense.
She wouldn't say she liked the new equipment more than her original—taking a good pounding was as amazing as always, especially by her ridiculously well-endowed girlfriend—but it was definitely newer. Newness came with an enjoyment factor of its own. Experimentation, exploration, going places and doing things she never had: that was one of the reasons Delta loved wayfaring. That mindset carried over everywhere, even, and especially, to sex.
Not that she needed to justify why having her cock sucked felt so great. Pretty self-evident.
Delta moaned as she slid deeper into Zoey's mouth, claiming that hot, wet, tight tunnel inch by inch. The flesh of Zoey's throat bulged outward as Delta's hips carried forward, and she marveled at the sight. Sheathing herself—with Zoey's lips pressing into her pubic area—Delta came to a stop, little jolts of electricity dancing through her as the woman's throat muscles massaged her. Delta rubbed at the thick protrusion bending Zoey's throat out, and the woman gagged, her tunnel convulsing across Delta's cock, drawing another low groan from her.
Seriously. What a way to wake up.
Ahead, still mounted on Zoey's lap—taking Zoey's lower half, where Delta got her top—Rosalie watched Delta with a mix of reactions, each that Delta could read plain as day. There was the obvious: the blush on her cheeks, flustered as she watched Delta sink her cock into her girlfriend's mouth. But also her typical Princess haughtiness, something close to annoyance as she saw Delta violate Zoey's airway. Delta would have called it jealousy, that she wanted Zoey to herself, but she could tell that wasn't it. Instead, she just didn't like it was her doing the violating. And especially so confidently. Using Zoey, and not-so-gently.

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