NTR quest

NTR Quest 48 - The Horn

"Can you stop?" You stared up at Malik who stared back at you innocently. He had been speaking to Chester and Farrah and based on the way the two looked at him, he was almost getting somewhere with the two mages before you interrupted. The orc was almost ready to complain and push his own case further but he saw Kara at your side and relented.

"We were just talking." He said simply. You looked to the two mages who shook their head at you to suggest that he was trying a little more than that; Chester was behind Farrah, who was facing the orc with a stern expression. You returned your gaze to Malik. He got the hint, raised his hands and brushed past you to get to his corner of the camp. You had all been on the road for a little under a week and with you being aligned with Kara, and Kara being on your side you were both able to keep all of the problems under control in your ranks. Malik turned back just before getting out of earshot.
"You know, I thought we had something. Was it a lie when you said you'd learn under me and not her?"

You smiled at Kara briefly. "I learned from you. That's how I'm able to keep you contained."

Malik's eyes widened with surprise for a moment. He relaxed, chuckled and tapped the side of his head knowingly as he looked at you. It felt good. He was acknowledging that you had gotten something over on him. The orc added slyly.
"So long as you keep your end to the extent that I'm with you and I'm not going anywhere and I wont complain. These Demonkine folk are as kind to orcs as anyone else."

"I wont let anything happen to you so long as you keep it to where you don't have anything coming to you."

"Of course." Malik winked.

Farrah and Chester looked at you admiringly. "Thanks." Chester stepped forward, past Farrah first.

"Don't thank them yet." Farrah buried her admiration enough to glare at you suspiciously.
"What happened to Kasin? The old man."

"Oh, he's dead." Kara responded the way one might if they were asked what time it was. The two mages stood perfectly still and exchanged nervous glances. The fox shrugged exaggeratedly and rolled her eyes.
"Please, when someone as old and as weak in will as that keeps coming back for more they're just asking for it! Don't feel bad for him. Guy literally died having sex." There was a small pause for a effect before she smiled coyly at the two.
"He even thought he was on top right to the last moment."

Chester gulped. "Well..."

"He may have gone doing what he loved?" Farrah finished her partner's thought.

Kara leaned forward while passing a menacing look between the two mages. "Will there be a problem?"

"N-no no. We were just curious." Chester looked like someone who had just been asked to hand over his lunch money. He lowered his gaze and held his hands up in front of him like two weak, pale shields against whatever threat Kara was leveling against him. Farrah on the other hand presented more of a meek sight. The bronze-skinned girl was measured in her nervousness and did not show nearly as much weakness, though you and Kara both could tell she was feeling like minded to her male partner.

As if to alleve both you and her of tension she added. "We were not big proponents of him. He harassed mages and was overly favorable towards women and weak men." After she said that Kara stared pointedly at the woman and the man to suggest without words what that said about either of them.
"That is not to say we did not earn our place and our survival. We are skilled mages."

"Are you two a couple?" Kara questioned rather transparently They each answered differently, milliseconds apart. Farrah first.

"Sort of."

"Yes." Chester looked over in faint surprise.
"What?"

"I sense trouble." Kara was bouncing with intrigue. You were merely along for the ride. She leaned over and whispered in your ear.
"You should be trying to 'connect' yourself to all these people in preparation for what's next." Her advice did not intentionally come off as being filled with malice, but it certainly was. You knew what she was suggesting. She wanted you to connect with each of the party so that you could draw upon their essence if you needed it. As you understood, the full picture of what a fox Beastfolk was, was in essence a social parasite when they needed to be. They, and most importantly you now, could draw upon the emotions and strengths of others to power their own magic and rituals.