Action Pack Chapter 2: Into the Dwarven Valley

Disclaimer: The characters, settings, etc. contained within this
story all belong to paetrasslave and may not be used in other
media without express permission. Why anyone would want to, she's
not sure.
Also, this story is incredibly sexual in nature with many
preferences and depictions on display that will probably offend
many people, including:

Same-gendered sex, incest, polygamous relationships

Anyone under 18 or possessed of an easily offended mindset should
leave now. For everyone else, that's probably all the reason you
need to stay.

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	Despite enduring two and a half more hours of three-way sex,
Jein didn't get to sleep until long after the girls claiming to
be her younger sisters had drifted off. She knew she should've
been repelled by the idea of sex with her sisters, and yet...
	...and yet there was something irresistible about the beatific
smiles on the girls' faces as they wrapped their arms a little
tighter around her svelte form. Jasami even rubbed the crotch of
her panties against Jein's leg as she dreamed. Probably about
continuing their erotic dance.
	Without quite realizing it, Jein wrapped her slender arms around
her sisters, one hand snaking inside Jasami's camisole to cup her
budding chest, while her other hand sank into one of Cathallis's
own ample breasts. Cathallis purred and kissed lazily across
Jein's cheek in her sleep. Jasami moaned softly and arched her
back in a disturbingly practiced motion. What had she been up to
before coming home? Yet, something about it made Jein shiver with
anticipation.
	Then, soaked in her sibling's sticky love and nipples fully
erect, Jein drifted off to sleep.

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	Jein woke from dreams of being tied to a banquet table as her
sisters licked sauce off her naked body to find sun streaming
through the windows and her hands still pressed into soft mounds.
Cathallis and Jasami were still pressed up against her with their
legs each wrapped around one of her own. Slowly Cathallis opened
her eyes and smiled to see her older sister then kissed Jein on
the cheek.
	"Good morning," Cathallis glanced own and blushed at the
placement of Jein's hand. "Looks like someone's settling in
quickly..."
	"Oh...yeah. Sorry," Jein said and pulled her hand away from
Cathallis's chest, only for Cathallis to grab her wrist and push
it back where it had been, deeper than before. She moaned and
clamped her eyes shut.
	"Cath's been kind of...lonely," said a smirking voice from
Jein's other side. Jasami grinned over at the both of them, and
pressed Jein's hand down harder on the small mound beneath
Jasami's camisole
	"Jasami!" Cathallis gasped, but Jasami just grinned wider.
	"We should probably get up," Jein said before trying to sit up,
but her sisters held onto her limbs, anchoring her in her prone
position. "Um, girls?"
	"What? Oh...right," Cathallis blushed as if the need to get up
and get going hadn't occurred to her. She gingerly untangled
herself from around her older sister, and Jasami shot Cathallis a
dirty look before doing the same.
	Jasami reached behind the wardrobe and pushed open a door Jein
hadn't noticed before. Considering what had been occupying her
attention the night before, though, she didn't feel especially
stupid for missing it. Inside was a large tub on a brick dais,
and underneath it was a stone that flickered with a pale yellow
light every few seconds. Cathallis jabbed the stone with a stick
several times and it started to shine the light continuously.
	"What was that for?" Jein asked.
	"To make the water warm, of course," Cathallis said, then banged
the stick on a spout in the wall over one end of the tub. Water
poured out and in a minute the tub had filled. Jasami grabbed
Jein by the wrist and led her into the tub, and the water seemed
to reach up and engulf Jein, washing the soreness and stickiness
of the previous night right off her. As soon as Jein was getting
used to it, Cathallis dumped warm water over her from a bucket.
	"Hey!" Jein gurgled in surprise, splashing back at Cathallis in
retaliation. Cathallis responded by dumping a handful of
sweet-smelling white stuff into Jein's hair. Jasami reached up
and started kneading it into her sister's hair.
	"A fantasy world that's invented shampoo...why do I find that
kind of surprising?" Jein mumbled as she grabbed a handful and
started working it into Jasami's silver locks.
	"I have a feeling we're in for plenty of surprises, Jein,"
Cathallis said. She sat a short ways apart from her sisters and
shampooed up her own hair, but leaned over and kissed Jein's
cheek.
	"You mean like having sex with my sisters?"
	"Is that weird where you grew up?" Jasami asked.
	"Between now and last night, it sounds like it wasn't where you
did," Jein countered.
	"Mom, I mean...the lady who raised me taught me a lot of
things."
	Jein felt her heart sink a little. She realized she'd kind of
hoped the previous night had been the other girls' first time
too. Jasami must've recognized the look on her face, because the
younger girl threw her arms around Jein's middle in an enflamed
hug. Jein lightly pried Jasami's arms loose, but before the
horrified look could finish forming on Jasami's face, Jein cupped
her younger sister's small breasts forcefully. Jasami yipped,
blushed and beamed up at Jein.
	"Care to join us, Cathallis?" Jein offered.
	Cathallis stepped in, but said, "We shouldn't stay in the bath
too long. It's a long way to Zenith." Jasami scowled at their
black-haired sibling but slipped around behind Jein and kept
rubbing the shampoo into Jein's hair. After a minute Cathallis
poured water over Jein again washing it out. Jein then seated
Jasami in her lap and worked her fingers through her sister's
silver hair to deliver the suds. Jasami made a pleasured "mmmmm"
sound deep in her throat, and Jein imagined she was smiling
before pouring water over the youngest to wash her clean too.
	After that they climbed out. Cathallis wrapped a towel around
her middle, but Jasami led Jein back into the main room and sat
her down on their bed before she could do the same. Even though
they were supposed to be hurrying, Jasami spent five minutes
brushing Jein's hair out.
	"Does that feel good?" Jasami whispered into Jein's ear as she
ran her brush down Jein's flowing white hair one last time.
	"It...," stammered Jein, whose scalp still tingled from the
gentle brushing, "it did, but I'm still getting used to...my real
body, I guess."
	A warm wetness landed on Jein's cheek and it only took her a
second to realize Jasami was kissing her. The younger girl
giggled and stroked a small hand down Jein's naked side. "Don't
worry, I'll teach you all about it."
	"In the meantime, it's your turn next," Jein replied, and
without waiting for permission lifted Jasami under the arms and
seated the younger girl in her lap. Jasami squeaked in surprised
but grinned as Jein took the brush from her and started slowly,
gently going through her silvery tresses with it next.
	"Do it a little harder to get the best results," Jasami purred.
	"Do it a little faster, so you can get dressed and get going,"
Cathallis called from the other end of the room. Jasami blew a
raspberry, but after a few more strokes hopped down and pulled
her hair up into two long pigtails.
	Jein watched Jasami walk over to the wardrobe and rooting
through a drawer in the bottom for a fresh set. This one was
white and spattered with red and pink hearts of various sizes.
Rather than a camisole this time, she slipped on a red bra. It
seemed to mold to her skin as she put it on and highlighted her
chest, already forming a healthy A-cup. Jasami looked up and saw
her older sister sizing up her scantily-clad form, then beamed
and struck a pin-up pose.
	What amazed Jein more than the feeling of her nipples stiffening
was how naturally Jasami had slipped into this behavior around
her, Jasami's own sister. Not that Jein wasn't plenty amazed by
the fact that she was getting aroused examining another girl in
her underwear (considering it turned out Jein was), but that that
girl was her sister. If she was prepared to believe that, and
considering all the other things that had happened to her, she
found she was.
	"You're checking me out," Jasami teased.
	"Well we are a couple after last night, right?" Jein smiled,
rolling with it and feeling oddly pleased with the way this was
going.
	Jasami grinned even wider. "Yeah!" She ran over and hugged
Jein's arm, her young breasts mooshing against Jein through the
thin fabric.
	"You'll have time to fool around with Jein later," Cathallis
chided lightly as she walked up to them. She was just finishing
getting dressed as she clasped a black cloak that seemed to
absorb her long hair. Underneath was a white blouse, red bodice,
brown pants and thick leather boots. "Help her pick out an outfit
and let's get going."
	Jasami huffed but did help Jein find something to wear, although
Jein got the distinct feeling it was the ensemble Jasami would
enjoy taking off the most later on. She picked out a lacy magenta
bra and panty set, which struck Jein as a little impractical for
traveling, but she put them on anyway. Then a white blouse and
dark green bodice like Cathallis's that she showed Jein how to
tie off. After that a close-fitting pair of pants and shoes with
thick but soft soles that didn't look much like the ones adoring
Cathallis's feet.
	After completing the act of preparation Jein turned to the elder
sister. "Sorry about borrowing your clothes," she said, figuring
the perfect fit came from them belonging to her perfect match.
"I'll see about getting my own as soon as I can."
	Cathallis blushed again and looked away. "No, it's all right!
Really...it's all right..."
	Jein finished her ensemble with a black cloak like Cathallis's
that her twin sister fastened at the neck with a gold clasp
decorated with a raised image of a rose carved out of a deep pink
stone. Jein gave it a questioning look, and Cathallis explained,
"It was mother's. She wanted you to have it."
	Ah yes, her mother. Her real one. Jein found herself curious
about the matter of the rest of her family, but not quite ready
to take it in yet. Finding out she was really a girl and
attracted to her siblings was rather enough at the moment.
	Jasami skipped over to the wardrobe, picked out a velvet purple
dress, then formed a ring with her thumbs and index fingers, and
the wardrobe glimmered before it shimmered and transformed into a
brass ring on a neck chain that flew into Jasami's hands. She
slipped it over her head, then followed it with the dress she'd
picked out.
	"You're wearing that for a hike in the woods?" Jein asked
incredulously.
	"A girl's got to look her best," Jasami winked, and Jein let it
drop.
	"So where are we going?" Jein asked.
	"Zenith," Cathallis said. "It's the capital city of the free
societies on Akton. There, we can get in touch with the royal
court and lend our aid to them. There are so many enemies that
have been building up their power while we were gone..."
	Jein opened the door for them. "Like Dr. Kargis?"
	Cathallis canted her head. "Who?"
	"Dr. Kargis. He was a mad scientist who made all the other
villains in the Dogs of War game. It was after I beat the
strongest one that I got sucked into my TV and next thing I knew
I was naked on a beach with my naked twin sister." She quirked
one side of her mouth coyly in Cathallis's direction. The younger
twin's cheeks  erupted in red.
	She cleared her throat and the blush died down slightly. "Like I
said last night, I don't know what your test was. In any case, we
need to get going. It's going to be a couple days of traveling
even if we don't run into anything hostile. Which we probably
will."
	Jein nodded. "So what about weapons?"
	Cathallis shrugged helplessly. "Jasami and I don't use them."
	"Well what about me?"
	"You're a Sword Daughter. You develop skill in combat much
faster than anyone else. But no weapons were left here for us, I
checked. Just clothes some other basic supplies."
	"Well if we're as ready as we're gonna be, guess it's time to
go," Jein said.
	They walked away from the beach and through a narrow grassy
avenue that was lined on both sides by a rocky wall. How
game-esque, Jein thought. Only one way to go from the starting
point. After a minute they crested a hill and a thick forest came
into view.
	A dirt track wended away into the relative darkness of the thick
trees, and seeing no other way through, Jein led her sisters down
it. She did her best to keep a watchful eye on the trees ahead,
but as she did a cold uneasiness settled over her. This wasn't,
after all, a game, even if it reminded her of one. Any dangers
they ran into would be real, and they were three girls with no
mentionable defenses.
	There was the occasional rustle from the trees, but it was
small, probably just from animals with better things to do than
even make trouble for a couple of clueless girls. Cathallis
glanced around nervously at every sound, but Jasami just took in
the entire forest with enormous eyes like she'd never been in one
before.
	"I don't like this," Cathallis whispered as the forest started
to darken and the trees seemed to close inward on them. The track
was indeed starting to thin, and Jein reached out and gave
Cathallis's dainty hand a supportive squeeze. Cathallis squeaked
in surprise and her cheeks colored but she stepped closer so that
her shoulder was rubbing against her older sister's.
	Then, something decided to actually happen. Something about the
shape of a human but tall and thin lunged out of the trees at
Cathallis but something came over Jein and she rammed into their
assailant with her shoulder and sent it tumbling into the dirt.
	Then an attacker appeared from the other side of the path and
grabbed at Jasami, but with a speed she never would've imagined
she had Jein grabbed him by the wrists and hurled him to the
ground beside his comrade.
	"Run!" Jein yelled, then grabbed her sisters by the wrists and
led them off the path herself. This wasn't a great decision on
her part, but they were too vulnerable to whoever attacked them
on a straight path, and it seemed unlikely those two were the
only ones.
	The forest grew darker still as they stumbled through the more
tightly-packed trees. Behind them they could hear someone or
something crashing through the foliage, and coming closer every
second. But then Jein spotted something besides trees up ahead.
It was huge and dark, with rough edges like a rock. A really big
one. And in the dimming light Jein was pretty sure she could see
the mouth of a cave...
	"Jein, what are you doing?" Cathallis asked but kept running. A
second later they were inside the cave. Jein released her sisters
and turned to fight their pursuers if necessary, but a wall of
leaves and branches was growing over the entrance to the cave.
	"What the hell--" Jein whispered, but stayed at a safe distance.
After a second she heard the crashing of their pursuers near and
then pass the cave. She turned back to her sisters to see
Cathallis heave a sigh of relief.
"It's going to be okay, Cath," Jein said and gently stroked her
sister's shoulders, reaching underneath her cloak to do so.
Cathallis squirmed, but after a second her eyes drifted shut and
she softly purred at the stroking.
	"I can't...really...help it," she whispered after a second.
"I've always been like this."
	"Leave her like that, it's cute," Jasami interrupted.
	"Actually, it kind of is," Jein smiled. Cathallis blushed and
stared at her shoes as intensely as she could, but Jein pulled
her chin up, met her eyes and then kissed Cathallis on her full
lips.
	Back home, Jein had heard kissing your relatives was different
from kissing other people. Less emotion. This was nothing like
kissing the woman she'd thought was her mother until the
afternoon before. It was more like a reunion between long-lost
lovers. At least, she thought so.
	After a second Cathallis leaned away and sucked in a breath. "We
need to get moving again..." she said, not entirely succeeding at
veiling the breathy aroused quality in her voice. Jasami giggled.
	"Anybody else notice how this is kind of...bright for a cave?"
Jein brought up after another second.
	"Probably because of all the torches down there," Jasami
pointed. Jein and Cathallis followed her finger to see that the
far end of the cave did indeed have guttering torches lodged in
the walls every ten feet or so.
	"Maybe we should go that way, what with those things that
attacked us outside," Jein suggested.
	"What makes you think there's nothing down there that'll attack
us?" replied Cathallis. "Somebody had to put those torches
there."
	The sound of rapid footfalls approaching the mouth of the cave,
and a high-pitched yell that sounded an awful lot like one of
their attacks picking up their trail. Without waiting Jein
grabbed her sisters and hurried deeper into the cave. Something
pushed through the branches that had grown over the entrance and
Jein just ran faster.
	Soon it felt like they'd been trying to outrun the footsteps and
gibbering voices forever. Jasami slowed and fell, but in one
motion Jein turned and pulled her younger sister with one arm
then kept on running. After a while the noises stopped, and Jein
stopped dragging the others behind her. Jasami knelt down to
rest, and as she did she clung to Jein's torso.
	"Your boobs are so waaaarm," Jasami moaned, her cheeks red.
	"I bet most girls don't hear that from their little sisters,"
Jein smirked.
	"I'd hardly say we're `most girls'," Cathallis panted. "You
didn't learn how to fight like that before you came home, did
you?"
	"I didn't study how to fight really, no...but there was that
time I got beat up by that one big kid, then next time I broke
his nose and got suspended...," Jein replied. Cathallis shrugged,
scooted over and leaned on Jein's shoulder.
	"Your boobs are pretty nice," Cathallis said with a blush. She
reached out to gently stroke over the side of Jein's chest, but
Jasami slapped her hand away. Jein frowned and flicked Jasami on
the forehead.
	"Ow! What was that for?!"
	"You can be possessive about your breasts all you want, but
these breasts are mine, and I say Cathallis can touch them too."
	Cathallis gasped and her face turned beet red. "You don't have
to say it like that!"
	"Say it like what?"
	"Say it like all we care about is touching our sister's breasts,
or something," Cathallis looked away, then slowly reached over
and stroked Jein's soft chest through her clothes.
	"Why are you acting so shy about it?" Jein asked. "We had sex
five times last night, didn't we?"
	"Six times," Cathallis corrected her. "Remember that time after
Jasami fell asleep?"
	Jasami gasped in horror and then glared so fiercely at Cathallis
it was a wonder neither of them exploded on the spot.
	"Damn, I've heard people brag about their sex lives, but you
ladies take the prize," someone said down the tunnel, and
immediately the three of them looked up to see a person standing
there.
	She looked like a person at first, anyway. A very short, stocky
one. Like a dwarf. Her straight hair was a chestnut brown and her
eyes a regal sort of gray. Her face was just the tiniest bit
plump, and she had a large button nose. She was swathed in a
dress of black leather armor from the neck down, and Jein wasn't
entirely ashamed at how she automatically zeroed in on how the
armor clung to the newcomer's healthy chest. In one hand she held
an old but sturdy-looking hand axe.
	The more Jein looked at the dwarf, the more she thought of the
Tri-Quest game in Action Pack, which was about searching for the
keys to an ancient city hidden in the sky, ocean and underground.
The dwarf reminded her of the nameless female player character of
the same race Jein usually picked. Mainly because she was pretty
hot...
	"We don't get too many girls your size down here in the
tunnels," she said.
	"Oh, for a dwarf you look pretty built to me," Jein said without
thinking.
	"What the hell are you--" the dwarf woman started, then glanced
downward. It was hard to tell at that distance in flickering
torchlight, but Jein thought the dwarf woman's cheeks had started
to blush.
	"What are you three doing down here?" she asked rather
forcefully, probably to offset her surprise at the remark.
	"We're trying to get to Zenith," Cathallis explained. "We were
attacked in the forest and fled into a cave."
	The dwarf chuckled. "Well girls, let me tell you, you made the
right choice. I'll take on any orc clan over whatever's up
there."
	"Yeah, well," Jein interjected. "We're a little lost, so if you
wouldn't mind telling us the way out, we'll get out of your
face."
	"Hold up there, cutie," the dwarf said.
	"Cutie?" she said, taken a little aback despite similar words on
her part a minute ago.
	"Well for a human, sure," she coughed as it collecting herself,
then changed the subject. "Anyway, there is no quick way out of
the tunnels. Sure as hell not one that's quick AND safe."
	"Is that a taunt or an offer?" Cathallis said suspiciously.
	"Neither, but I'm offering to help you get out safely for the
pleasure of your pearly-haired friend's company. I'm supposed to
meet the rest of my party close to an exit from these here caves
anyway."
	Jein nodded. "I'll think about it if I can learn the name of our
lovely guide."
	The dwarf did a little curtsy. "Sereda, of clan Dakmoor. At your
service, surprisingly appealing human girl."
	Jasami blew a raspberry. "It's not surprising."
	"Shhh," Jein whispered. "I'm Jein. This is Jasami, and
Cathallis."
	Sereda snickered a little and gave Jasami a swat on the butt.
"She's kind of cute too. Come on, you three don't look like
you'll be much use if anything comes along. And it will."
	Sereda walked away and exchanging an uncertain glance, the
sisters followed. Occasionally they heard footsteps or inhuman
chattering in the distance, but never anything close enough to
see more than shadows cast against the wall.
	"So why are there torches all over the place?" Cathallis asked
after a minute.
	Sereda gave her a look of confusion. "What do you mean?"
	"Well, who put them all there?"
	"They're just there, so you can see where you're going," Jein
replied, again automatically. "It'd be really annoying if all the
dungeons were dark."
	"There's your answer," Sereda said and kept on going.
	Spoken like a true gamer, Jein signed to herself. Did this place
really operate on videogame logic? After all, who the hell HAD
put up all those torches, and why didn't it look like any of them
at all were in danger of burning down?
	After a few more minutes they turned another bend and were
greeted by a different kind of light pouring down into the maze.
Daylight. From an opening at the top of a flight of worn stone
stairs. Jasami started to sprint toward it, but Jein grabbed her
by the shoulder and pulled her back.
	"What? It's a way out?"
	"Your friend here's probably thinking it's a good place to
ambush adventurers, little girl," Sereda whispered.
	Something snorted nearby. "Uh-oh, looks like we got some smart
ones here, Igrim."
	"Seriously? Snorting?" Jasami said ruefully.
	"Don't be so quick to mock, little girl," Sereda whispered and
gripped her axe tightly. "Orcs aren't known for other races'
senses of humor." From behind various rocks and pillars stepped a
number of humanoid creatures, but with a dark pink skin and giant
yellowed fangs sticking from their lower jaws. On one Jein could
even see a thin, curly tail.
	They wore patchwork armor, bits of chain and leather, and
carried an assortment of weapons from hammers to axes to simple
wooden clubs. In all, there were about ten.
	Sereda waded into the foul-smelling group. Jein tackled the
nearest orc, one with short pale brown hair and surprisingly cute
lop ears. Jein gasped as she felt the orc's very feminine chest
mash against her own, eliciting a moan from the orc. The orc
recovered quickly, though, and tried to bring her stone hammer
down on Jein's head, but she grabbed the orc's arms and halted
the blow. The orc grunted and pressed down on Jein, then suddenly
pulled her arms back and swung at Jein's side. Jein crouched then
jumped into the air, her cloak whipping around her. As she landed
she swept her leg out toward the back of the orc's legs and
knocked her off her feet.
	Jein whipped the cloak off but carefully pocketed its rose clasp
as the orc bounded up for the next exchange. The orc's hammer
seemed to roar as it arced toward Jein's head but with a
surprising grace she ducked underneath it and rammed the orc with
her shoulder, gasping and suddenly noticing how hot her cheeks
had gotten as she felt the orc's wonderfully soft middle ripple
from the impact of her shoulder.
	The orc huffed as Jein's attack knocked the wind out of her,
leaving her vulnerable for just the moment it took for Jein to
kick the hammer from her opponent's hand and then deliver a kick
to the side of the orc's head that knocked her sprawling.
	Her opponent defeated for the moment, Jein glanced over to see
Sereda standing over two orc bodies while she held the others at
bay with swings from her axe. She was retreating with every
swing, though, until she was up against the wall with Cathallis
and Jasami. It didn't look like they were getting out of this one
alive...
	"Hey! Good taste girl! Over here!" Sereda turned her head in
Jein's direction and barked. She pulled on a nearly invisible
lever concealed in the rocky wall, and a part of the wall dropped
into the floor. "Go!" Sereda yelled to the sisters.
	Cathallis and Jasami were the first through. Sereda broke off
the lever as she sprinted after them, making the door starting to
rise up again as she cleared the entrance. Jein vaulted over the
rising door and landed in next to Sereda.
	The door sealing them off from the orcs wasn't the only one
grinding its way upward, though. Another one was rising up,
cutting them off from a room Cathallis and Jasami had already
fled into. A second later both crashed heavily into the ceiling.
	"Cathallis!" Jein yelled as she ran up to the other door, but
the only response was a painful echo off the walls.
	"Don't bother," Sereda said. "A dragon couldn't get through
there."
	"Are you seriously telling me to calm down when they're trapped
in there?!" Jein demanded, glaring down at Sereda.
	"They're not trapped," Sereda explained calmly.
	"No?"
	"No. This is a room the dwarf king who used to live down here
set up so he'd have a place to hide if someone tried to kill him.
That lever was one way in, and it so happens there's a key that
opens both of these doors. And it so happens the friends I'm
waiting for have it. All we need to do is wait for them to show
up and let us out."
	"Can they handle all those orcs?"
	"Easy."
	"In that case," Jein sighed and slumped against the wall and
held her arms over her chest, shivering as the cold of the cave
started to catch up now that the battle was over and her cloak
had gone missing.
	"Want some help with that...?" Sereda said, catching her by
surprise.
	"Want some help with what?"
	"You're shivering, you silly tall person."
	"No offense, but I kind of doubt you'd just be carrying a spare
cloak in my size," Jein sighed.
	Sereda took off her backpack and dug out a bedroll, then laid it
out on the floor. "Then how about joining me in here?"
	"What??"
	"I heard you and those other girls talking about this kind of
thing. What? Am I ugly or something?" Sereda asked.
	"No!...Actually, I think you're pretty cute," Jein admitted.
	Sereda popped the top two buckles on the front of her armor and
it slipped down just a bit, revealing a few tantalizing inches of
soft white shoulder. She walked over to Jein with a slow strut,
opening another buckle and her armor sagging until it revealed
that healthy cleavage Jein had noticed before and a bit of white
fabric underneath.
	Extending slightly trembling hands, Jein pulled down on Sereda's
armor and the dark leather pooled around her booted feet. Her
modesty was shielded only by a matching set of bra and panties
stitched together from a soft white linen. Sereda's chest was as
impressive as Jein had imagined, and standing there in a chilly
cave in nothing but her underwear was obviously having an effect
as Jein could see goosebumps rise on the dwarf's flesh even as
she watched. And though the dwarf had a gentle swell to her naked
middle, Jein realized her hands were quivering even more as she
reached out to stroke it.
	Sereda smiled and guided Jein's hands onto her bare belly.
"You're new, aren't you?"
	"Hey, give me a break," Jein grumbled as she hooked her thumbs
into Sereda's belly button and gently pulled upward them. "I only
started being a lesbian yesterday, and the only girls I've
screwed are my sisters."
	"Those two are your sisters??" Sereda gawked. "Damn, girl. This
is gonna be fun..." She reached out and started loosening Jein's
bodice, then gripped the garment and slipped it off over Jein's
head. Almost at once Sereda's nimble hands had worked Jein's
blouse open and were easing it off her slender shoulders. Sereda
gently gripped Jein's chest, purring with approval at the heft of
Jein's breasts.
	"H-hey," Jein stammered. "Take it easy with those..."
	"You've got a nice pair, you ever hear that?" Sereda purred and
gave Jein's nipples a pinch, then twist. Jein squealed and Sereda
leaned in and nibbled along her neck, chuckling as she did.
Sereda straddled Jein's waist and kicked off her boots, then
eased Jein's pants down to the knees with her feet.
	Jein shimmied out of them then pulled up on Sereda's bra,
grabbing at her ripe dwarven breasts as they tumbled free. Sereda
moaned and leaned back to arch her chest into Jein's hands. She
rolled the soft, warming flesh between her fingers and gave
Sereda's nipples a sudden flick at the same time.
	"Oooooooooh! Are you...sure...you've only been...doing this
for...one day?"
	"It was a pretty busy day."
	Sereda leaned forward again and slipped her arms around Jein's
torso and deftly unlatched her bra. Jein reluctantly let go of
Sereda's breasts to let her slide the garment off, but grabbed at
the dwarf's mammaries again as soon as she was properly topless.
	Sereda squealed and smiled, her cheeks aflame now. "Maybe you're
not experienced yet, but damn if you're not eager..."
	Jein wrapped one arm around Sereda's back and pushed their
bountiful chests together, forcing a lusty moan from Sereda's
throat. Jein's other hand stroked lightly down the dwarf's spine
to the waist of her underpants and awkwardly slid them down
Sereda's adorably short legs. Her thighs were already glistening
wet, and she thrust her hips to press her pussy against Jein's
navel with a raunchy squelching sound.
	"Take me, human," she moaned and started to grind her chest in a
counterclockwise motion. Their breasts seemed to dance together,
rolling and squashing with their owners' erotic gyrations.
	Jein stood up a little then, holding her squat sex partner as if
Sereda was nothing more than a child. Sereda continued to rub her
chest against Jein's, doing a hell of a job of distracting Jein
as she freed one hand and slowly tugged down on Jein's panties
until they slipped off.
	Now wearing nothing but their blushing cheeks, Jein lowered
Sereda and bent her backwards, then splayed her own legs wide and
leaned against the wall for support so that their sexes rubbed
together, the squelching louder and even more raunchy now. Sereda
gasped, groaned, and just barely managed to reach out and grab
hold of Jein's firm breasts. She pushed them in as far as she
could manage, but kept up the lewd rhythm of rolling her hips to
meet thrusts from Jein's own. Their nether lips met again and
again, each of the partners in the erotic dance moaning with each
impact.
	Finally, it was all too much. Jein squealed and her pussy
erupted onto Sereda. The dwarven woman grinned until a moment
later when her climax struck, echoing off the chamber walls.
Their juices ran together down Jein's legs as she sank to the
floor and clutched Sereda to her tightly. Sereda wrapped her arms
around Jein's neck just as tightly and rained kisses down on her
partner's lips and cheeks until after a few minutes when they
collapsed against each other, panting and drenched in sweat.
	"Oh gods," Sereda croaked.
	"Was it any good?" Jein asked a bit uncertainly.
	"I've had a human man or two, but if I'd had any idea what the
human girls were like..."
	"Let's get into that sleeping bag of yours before it starts
freezing again," Jein suggested.
	"Sure. You've earned a little break," Sereda giggled.
	"What?"
	Sereda just giggled again.

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	They'd lost all track of time when they heard the walls starting
to rumble. Instinctively Jein curled her arms protectively around
Sereda's back, but the people standing in the doorway weren't, as
far as she could tell in the sudden light, orcs.
	"Sereda? Is that you?" a strong female voice asked. Into the
room walked a willowy woman with wavy red-brown hair, wearing a
leafy green jerkin and clutching a bow in one hand. "Oh doesn't
that just figure?!"
	"Jealous?" Sereda smirked.
	A knight, a woman in austere blue robes clutching a staff, a
thickly-bearded Viking sauntered into the room as well, all of
them looking down at Jein and Sereda cuddled together in Sereda's
bedroll and surrounded by their discarded clothes.
	"Hey!" Jein called into the other room. "You two okay in there?"
She craned her neck enough to see her sisters huddled together
underneath Cathallis's cloak. And what appeared to be two pairs
of bare legs peaking out from underneath.
	"It would've been better if you'd been in here too," Jasami
yawned.
	"Erm, do you all think you could step outside for a minute?"
Cathallis asked.
	"Yeah, or maybe another two hours?" Sereda suggested.
	Sereda's companions continued to stare down at them until Jein
glowered up and jerked her thumb toward the entrance. "Out. Now."
	After a minute they'd filed out, with some grumbling from the
Viking fellow. After she was sure none of them was peeking
through the entrance Jein slowly crawled out from underneath a
disappointed Sereda and gathered up her clothes before dressing
quickly. Sereda stared at her the entire time.
	As she stepped out into the passage again, she noticed the orc
corpses littering the floor and paused when she realized none of
them clutched a stone hammer in their rigid fingers. None had
short pale brown hair, or particularly cute lop ears.
	"Is this all of them you guys killed?" Jein inquired, a little
uncertain of how she felt.
	"You sound doubtful," the Viking grunted.
	"Don't worry, Jein," Sereda said as she emerged and give a Jein
a playful goose. "It's not like orcs hold grudges or anything..."
	Jein wasn't completely reassured by the way the other warriors
sniggered after the remark.