7.33 – ? First Stake I_Dungeons and Dalliances

7.33 – ? First Stake I

 Tired, injured, and fighting the second-strongest monster of her life—the first being that juggernaut of Greed—it wasn''t surprising they lost the next round. Vta had surely known it would happen going in.

 Natalie had never died before. Obviously. And she didn''t die now—not really. But she was cleaved in half by a giant ck-metal sword, and that was, well, a bit traumatizing, even by a delver''s standards.

 The world flickered, went dark, and then she stumbled forward, suddenly on her feet again and feeling—

 Great?

 She whirled in a circle, looking at the empty arena. She saw Vta standing to her side, also re-materialized, seeming bewildered. She had fallen first between the two of them, even if she hadn''t died and ended the encounter. Just been knocked out. Left alone, Natalie hadn''t stood a chance.

 Natalie looked down at herself, rubbing the expanse of exposed midriff that held no scar and was—not severed in two anymore. She shuddered, briefly, before putting that experience firmly out of her mind. No delver was a stranger to violence, blood, and gore, but being cut in half? Not something she particrly enjoyed. At least the Arena hadn''t forced her to bleed out before ending the fight.

 "Damn," Vta said. "That''s my fault. I didn''t see—" She sighed. "I was hoping we''d at least trade."

 Trade? As in, the enemy dying along with one of them? That would havepleted the round and given them rewards for doing so, so it would have been nice.

 But that confirmed Vta had been expecting to lose, with a draw as their best case. Which meant she really had intended to pay out the stake?

 Vta saw Natalie''s look, then colored, realizing the obvious deduction Natalie had made. She cleared her throat, then stered on a nonchnt expression.

 "That''s how it goes, I guess. Maybe we should''ve just withdrawn, like you said."

 Natalie raised an eyebrow at her, but didn''tment. Something else drew their attention anyway. Two stone pirs, simr to the ones holding stake-choices, rose from the hard-packed dirt floor.

 They held …

 What was expected. Two toys. One a solid cylinder of gel-like pink, and another, more transparent, though tinted the same color and hollow rather than solid.

 A dildo and a pocket pussy. A hell of a thing to see, randomly sprouting from an arena.

 "So we just pick? One or the other?" Vta asked.

 It was disorienting to go from fighting for her life to this. It also, oddly enough, enhanced the excitement? There was nothing quite like lethalbat to get the blood pumping. She was ready to vent her adrenaline. Though Natalie would''ve been excited no matter the circumstances.

 "Could be that we pick one, and the other disappears," Natalie said. "Locking us in. Both might stick around though, and the City just waits until the condition is filled."

 "The condition," Vta said tly.

 Natalie shrugged.

 Vta cleared her throat. "Well," she said. "I guess I''ll just—?" She walked toward the pocket-pussy pedestal, giving her an unintentionally wide-eyed, nervous look.

 There was something unbelievably endearing about one of the best [Assassins] she''d ever seen seeming so timid. She''d watched this woman rip through equal-level threats like paper, a blur of shing steel and sprays of blood. Calm and reserved throughout, even the most brutal fights not breaking her demeanor.

 But now? Wide-eyed and blushing? At just the suggestion of what wasing?

 Look. Natalie had a type. Well, lots of types, but this was definitely one.

 "You can also change your mind," Natalie said, lips twitching. "I could be the one who takes care of you, if you want."

 Vta froze solid. Then she jerkily returned to motion. "If you''re okay with it, I''d prefer—?" She reached out toward the pocket pussy.

 "Sure." She wasn''t surprised Vta would rather give than receive. Probably, she was a virgin. Maybe? Natalie wasn''t certain about that, but she did have a decent read on such things, and she gave much better than even odds on Vta''s inexperience.

 Vta''s hand wrapped around the pocket pussy, and sure enough, the other pir shuddered and sank down, removing the other option.

 "Ew," the rogue said, holding the toy out from her and wrinkling her nose. "It''s slimy."

 "Pre-lubricated?" Natalie asked. "That''s good."

 Secretly, she had supplies stored away. Not just lube, but also that useful cleaning material they''d earned in a previous delve. But it would be awkward to reveal it. Coming prepared for sex when entering the dungeon with strangers was … she didn''t need to borate on why she''d rather not.

 Even just holding the pocket pussy, which was indeed glistening with ayer of probably supernaturally effective lubricant, Vta was blushing furiously. She inspected the item from a few different angles, peeking inside the hole.

 "It''s bumpy. Is that normal?"

 "Probably. Texture is nice. Not that I know if it''s normal."

 "You don''t?"

 "I don''t need toys. I have—" She cleared her throat. Maybe that was a bit crude to say.

 Dryly, Vta finished the thought for her. "Four girlfriends to take care of it."

 "They''re not my girlfriends."

 "Sex friends?"

 Damn. She guessed? ''Sex friend'' wasn''t the word that came to mind when she thought of any of her teammates. Sammy and Camille, maybe, but even then, the term just felt a little … degrading? They were friends who had sex, yes, but—this thought probably didn''t lead anywhere.

 "Whatever," Natalie said. "Sort of. Not really. But yeah, I don''t need toys. I definitely don''t own one of those." She gestured at the pocket-pussy.

 "Mm," Vta said. She was obviously trying to keep herposure. Trying to act like this situation was normal. She avoided Natalie''s eyes and instead kept inspecting the toy. ying around with it, tugging the hole open and sticking a finger inside to feel at the bumps there. "This is a really weird delve."

 Natalie couldn''t help butugh at that. "Wee to my life."

 Finally, Vta brought her gaze up. She visibly braced herself. "So. I guess we have to … yeah. Do this. So … ?"

 Natalie tried not to smile. There was something way too cute about Vta''s nervousness. She doubted this girl was anxious in any other context except this. Something stirred in Natalie''s chest, and her lips turned up as she strode over to Vta. The dark-haired girl froze, sensing the predatory approach, not moving a muscle until Natalie was standing next to her, looming with the height difference.

 "Standing or sitting?" she murmured, hands settling on Vta''s hips. "Up to you."

 Vta swallowed. She let out a shuddering breath. "S-Sitting would be easier."

 Natalie obeyed. She sat, then fiddled with the strings that tied her skimpy armor to her. Her bra came off first, and she tossed it to the side. Vta''s eyes went wide.

 "T-That''s not necessary, is it?"

 "Oh. Should I put it back on?"

 "I''m not saying— Just— we only needed—" Vta abruptly sat down. "Uh, never mind."

 Natalie peeled off her lower piece of armor next, finally freeing the aching prisoner that had been confined inside the firm material. Obviously, she was well and fully hard already. But trapped, it hadn''t been able to straighten out. Now it did. Ten inches of girlcock stood at attention between Natalie''s legs, revealing her not-so-secret secret to the other girl, who had, adorably, frozen solid again.

 "I''m in your care," Natalie murmured. "Treat me right, yeah?"

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7.33 – ? First Stake I