Chapter 126: Manifesting A Mother
Pip lies back on the altar, fully absorbed in his work.
[Activate Power Thrust Lv. 1]
Lula grinds steadily against his lap, her hips moving against his in synchronized rhythm, occasionally punctuated by a moist slap of thighs against metal and a high pitched moan of dragon-ly delight.
[Thrust Output: 30%... 50%... 80%... 120%... ]
[Wind Manipulation Lv.1]
Penelo hovered above them both on a spinning cushion of air, tendrils of water and pulsating vines glowing with verdant magic. They weaved across her skin, exploring every point of pressure and pleasure the bunny-kin carried.
[Water Manipulation Lv.2]
[Verdant Manipulation Lv.2]
Pip was juggling four separate rhythms at once, three elemental abilities, and edging two women closer and closer to the pinnacle of sensual satisfaction. He reads every twitch and gasp, quivering lip and spasming muscle. Timing everything movement down to the second so bunny and dragon-kin alike reach nirvana in perfect harmony.
It is, by any professional measure, an extremely delicate piece of magical manipulation.
And, Pip for his part, was feeling prettydamn good about himself.
Which is why the furry little tap on his shoulder was such spectacularly bad timing.
His concentration shattered.
The air column beneath Penelo flickers out. She drops, right onto Lula, who’s still very deeply occupied by about seventy-percent of Pip, and both of them slam down hard onto Pip pelvis. Lula shrieks as Penelo’s hip jolts into hers at an entirely new and unexpected angle, driving every glorious inch of Pip somewhere her body was not entirely prepared for.
Lula lets out a startled puff of dragonfire that scorches a black streak clean across Pip’s faceplate. Raikya, standing just beside him, yelps and throws herself backward, barely avoiding getting singed, landing flat on her tail, with a painful yowl.
Sera, Vuvi, and Veena collapse completely into a heap of wheezing laughter.
Sera rolled onto her side and slapping the floor. Veena ends up on top of her, slapping Sera’s thigh and Vuvi lays on her back, slapping her chest as she struggles for breath.
"Ten out of ten!" Zora manages between giggling fits, still scribbling one-handed. "Truly unexpected choreography. I’m afraid I’m docking some points for the landing though... that looked like it hurt."
"There was no landing," Vuvi wheezes. "There was a sexual collision."
"A collision is a landing, technically."
"Not helping, Zora."
Penelo and Lula peel apart, groaning. "What in the crimson pits!" Lula snarls, rubbing her crotch gingerly. "What just happened? I almost got split in half!"
"My back," Penelo whines, flopping flat on the cold stone floor.
Pip sits up slowly, faceplate charred black on one side, and gives a long, mournful beep, followed by a thought-wave so drenched in apology it practically drips.
Both women melt instantly. "It wasn’t you, Pip!" Penelo assures him, patting his knee, then frowning at the scorch mark. "Although you’ve got a little, right there on your face... do you want me to lick it? For science?"
"That is not a real branch of science," Vuvi calls over.
"It’s personal research!"
Then she and Lula both turn and level twin death glares at Raikya, who is still rubbing the base of her tail, cursing under her breath.
Raikya throws her hands up. "Don’t look at me like that! She told me to!" She jabs a finger at Sera, who was still wiping tears of laughter and response with an unbothered thumbs-up from the floor.
"You’re not helping your case," Veena informs Sera.
"Never claimed I was. And I was motivating her," Sera declares innocently, wiping laughter from her eyes. "At least she’s not a coward like the two of you."
"Uncalled for!" Veena snaps. "I’m princess trying to keep her dignity intact. Thank you."
"What she said." Vuvi scoffs, finally sitting up as she wipes her own eyes. "Minus the princess part. Okay, but seriously. They’re not giving enough juice. We need another orgasm on that altar to push the output back up."
"She’s right!" the desert sprite calls from across the chamber, where she’s still holding the glyph-lit doors together with visible effort. "Pip’s doing amazing! We just need a little more tribute!" She points at Raikya. "And she’s graciously offered her body for it!"
"I did not graciously offer anything!"
"You were standing closest," Vuvi says. "That pretty much counts as volunteering."
"It does not count as anything. You’re just making this up... and your drunk!"
"Am nhaawt!"
"Your slurring!"
Frostlick, sensing the tide of the argument, trots over and plants herself directly against Raikya’s leg, leaning her full weight in with an expectant whine.
"I swear, mutt, if you lick me while I’m naked!"
Pip turns to her anyway, tilting his head hopefully. Raikya sighs, walks over, and wipes at his charred faceplate with one furry paw, brow furrowed like she’s genuinely trying to buff the soot out. "Sorry about that," she mutters. "I’m... very new to this."
Pip gives her a cheerful chirp.
She goes pink under her fur, gaze sliding elsewhere. "I’m just helping. Not... not for... p-personal reasons." Then, quieter, leaning in so only he can hear: "And I’m not scared... or anything... but, It’s my first time, though... Soooo... go easy. But not because I’m scared."
Pip practically swoons, sending back a thought-wave of pure, steady courage.
You’re safe, I’ve got you.
So warm, the wolf-kin’s heart audibly skips. She gasps, then steels herself, slapping both cheeks with her paws. "Okay. You’ve got this Rai!"
"Aww!" Penelo coo’ed from across the altar, " She’s pumping herself up! So cute!"
"Not helping, bunny!"
Pip’s pelvic port slides open with a soft mechanical chime and a wash of golden light.
"WAAAH! WARNING NEXT TIME," Penelo yelps, slapping both paws over her eyes.
Lula doesn’t blink once, amber eyes glowing against his divine light.
Raikya shields her eyes on instinct, then slowly lowers her hand, blinking, and her paws and jaw drops, heart hammering audibly against her ribs. "That’s... that’s beautiful." she whispers reverently.
"Right?" Lula says, still staring, tongue sliding over her lips. "Tastes like happiness and sunlight."
"It’s so unfair, I can’t even peek!" Penelo sobs.
Raikya turns, wide-eyed, to Vuvi. "I’m seriously supposed to... with that... in me?"
Vuvi grins and nods, entirely too pleased with herself. Veena bites down hard on a laugh.
"You’ll manage," Sera calls over. "It’s literally divine energy. It can’t hurt you. Only the opposite."
"Define ’the opposite.’" Raikya asks as she squints at Pip’s glowing pelvis.
"Best orgasm of your natural life, give or take," Lula supplies helpfully, her body pulled helpless into the orbit of Pip’s radiance. "Possibly some crying. Lots of shaking. Visions occasionally."
"That is not reassuring." Raikya whimpers.
"It’s very reassuring," Penelo says. "You’re gonna feel like marshmallow filled with rainbows."
"Oh gods." The wolf-kin swallows.
She climbs onto the altar, and straddles him, paws braced on either side of his hips, breath shaking, legs trembling faintly.
"You’ve got this," Sera calls up, entirely unhelpfully.
"NOT HELPING!"
[Emotional Sync Lv. 4 Activated.]
Pip gives her a small, encouraging beep, his chest lighting up with a warm, welcoming gold, and for a moment the bickering fades entirely from Raikya’s mind as Pip’s warmth melts away her self-douts.
She takes one slow, shuddering breath, and begins lowering herself onto him.
Flesh meets metal and her eyes roll back instantly, every hair on her body standing on end, a full-body shudder rolling through her from her toes to the tips of her ears. She let’s out a claw-curling howl and melts down his length.
Beside her, Pip raises both hands, lifting Penelo and Lula into the air on twin currents of air, the two giggling as water and vine-light bloom from his palms once more.
Within moments the chamber is reverberating with three very different, very enthusiastic voices melding together in sexual synchronization. Each of them pleasured perfectly, rising in harmony toward the summit of satisfaction. Squeals, moans and howls, echoing off ancient stone that hasn’t heard anything like it in centuries.
As all three tip over the edge of euphoria at once, the glyphs on the great doors flare, brighter, and brighter still. Until a stone seam cracks with a deafening groan, and the doors are kicked open from the other side with such force the sand sprite is sent flying across the atrium like a dusty comet.
Standing in the threshold, both fists thrown to the sky, stands a woman screaming, "HELL YEAH!" at the top of her lungs.
"THAT," she bellows, "was ABSOLUTELYYYYYYyyyy...."
Her legs wobble and she slowly sways backward.
"...in...cre...dible..."
She collapses flat onto her back with a graceless thud, arms still weakly raised, wrists flicking one meakly toward the altar before going completely limp.
A stunned silence falls over the entire chamber.
Even the murals seem to be holding their breath.
"Am I drunk... or... Did that woman just kick open a two-thousand-year-old sealed door," Vuvi says slowly, blinking hard, twice. "scream ’hell yeah,’ while punch the air, and then immediately pass out?"
"Uhhhh... I believe so, yes," Veena says. "That does about sum it up."
"Mmm, I have so many questions."
"I’ll take notes." Zora says, already flipping a page.
Everyone freezes.
Raikya, still mounted firmly to Pip’s pelvis, blinks rapidly, trying to process what she just saw. Penelo and Lula drop out of the air, caught mid-descent, on reflex, one in each of Pip’s arms and hauled against his glowing chest.
"...Did we do that?" Penelo asks, dazed.
"We definitely did that," Lula says, sounding equal parts proud and mildly concerned.
The desert spirit scrambles up off the floor, shakes sand out of her hair, which was made of sand, and stares at the open doors.
Then down at the small, unmoving figure sprawled between them, hands flopping weakly on the floor beside her.
She claps both hands over her mouth, squeals so loud it echoes off the ceiling, twice, then rockets across the chamber screaming, "MOTHER!!"
"Mother!?" Lula and Penelo gasp in unison.
"I think we just met the Earth Mother." Veena says faintly.
"...so many questions." Vuvi sighs.