Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Being all alone in their tent sharing the same makeshift bed, the lovers couldn't keep their hands off each other even if they wanted. The events of the day, especially the near-death experience filled their hearts with so much fear; that their bodies ached as if it was their last day together.

Their lips locked with a glaze of luster in between, the jealous Elf reached over to Amedith's groin and undid his chastity swiftly. Coiling her two fingers around his length, she felt his body shiver from the sudden touch. Pulling away from the kiss with a groan, his frail-looking arms folded against Mel's chest.

"Aghh…" Attempting to hide his moans, he buried his face against her breasts. But instead of helping him stay sane the sweet scent of a woman's body only drowned his senses further.

"You don't have to hold back," nuzzling up against his neck, Mel bit on Amedith's pinkish ear tip. Nibbling on it playfully, she kept her fingers pumping up and down his cock. And with the thumb brushing side to side on his tip, it didn't take long before the hero's legs began to quiver. "Cum, you don't have to keep it in."

Sticking out her tongue, Mel licked her lover's neck. Kissing him all over, she kept him on edge until eventually a spurt of his cum sprayed out onto her fingers.

"More, we're not done yet," looking into his eyes as he drew deep breaths, Mel clutched onto Amedith's balls and squeezed them lightly. "I know you have more in there, right?"

"I-I'll tr-try…" Though tired not just from being milked but from everything that had happened today, Amedith struggled to keep his eyes from closing.

'You have to last longer, longer than him!' Struggling in her own way, despite being with Amedith, Mel couldn't help but think back to what she'd done with Raven and just how much more impressive he'd been in his performance.

"I'm not letting you rest tonight, you're mine okay? And that promise of marriage, I sure hope that was just a ploy to get her to train us," her guilt paired with jealousy, she truly wanted things to work, for Amedith to be able to perform longer, and for her to be able to keep him for herself.

Moving one of her hands back on his cock while the other climbed up his belly. Mel began pumping his dick between two fingers while also circling her nails around Amedith's nips. Being teased on both ends, over his sensitive dick and right above his heart, the hero bit down on his lips as his eyes rolled all the way up.

Rushed with one orgasmic feeling after the other, his mind was already growing numb, and the only thought in his mind left was to cum and cum and cum. Yet the more Mel teased his cock, the more he began to struggle.

From the rampant panting to the shivers, the goosebumps, and the chills running up and down his spine, all of it melded together to tire him more and more, until eventually, his cock could just no longer get hard.

"That's…the third only," bridging her hand by her face, Mel's left eye twitched at the measly amount of her lover's ejaculate. Subconsciously comparing it to Raven again, her mind kept going back to the sight of the mage filling up Rose's body.

"I-I'm…tired," unable to hold his sleep, Amedith slipped into slumber without another word.

Left on her own, Mel felt extremely conflicted about Amedith's performance as she wiped off his cum off on his legs.

'I wanted to make up for what I did that night, but if you can't even last a few minutes then how are we gonna go all the way?' Struggling with those thoughts, she heaved a tired sigh and decided to turn around and sleep as well.

Even still, her heart flooding with worry she couldn't help but think about how to make their relationship work. She wanted them to be together, to be each other's one and only, but given Ameidth's performance as well as the size of his cock, Mel was running out of ideas on how to strengthen their sexual bonds.

'I should be worried about what hellish training Helga has planned, but here I am keeping myself awake thinking about this instead.' Shaking her head, she decided to push those matters to tomorrow morning, and just moments after doing so the stress from the day got her to sleep faster than ever before.

With everyone finally asleep, even the goddess, the priestess, and Mino and Raven, the night went by quickly. As morning arrived, they were all awoken by the smell of burning flesh right outside their tents. Getting out quickly, they noticed a campfire with a pile of meat lying on a flat stone. Moving closer to the flame, Raven picked up a note right beside it weighed down only by a small pebble.

"Take the day off, do what you gotta do to prepare yourself. I'll only train you for a month, but expect hell." reading the note, he noticed Helga's name written at the very bottom of the letter.

'A month?' While it felt like a long time, considering the alternative was being underprepared and dying again, Raven as well as the others were more than willing to accept it.

Quickly planning what they wanted to do, everyone packed their belongings and gathered around Raven. Burying the teleportation ring in the ground, Raven squeezed the necklace around his neck. Waiting until everyone was touching his shoulders or arms, he closed his eyes and activated the effect of the necklace.

"This better fucking work," he muttered, and responding to his words; a magic circle the shade of arctic waters lit right up under his feet.

Spinning around with its light growing brighter by the second, the circle turned into a pillar of silver-blue light until everyone who was touching Raven was consumed by it. And the next thing they knew as the light disappeared they were standing in the basement bedroom of the witch Linkle. However, none of them expected to see her true form, much less while she was snoring and naked.