Divinity Rescue Corps
57- I’m So Close!

In the immediate, I got a new Achievement.

Achievement: Bonded a Nakamamon!

Congratulations on bonding your companion. How deeply the bond goes will depend on your relationship to the Nakamamon.

You have gained access to the bonding menu. In addition to the rewards you gained from the bonding itself…

Reward: You gain +1 Free Token

The reward of an extra Free Token was an incredible gift. Having a cache of Tokens I could spend at any time on any action was a huge boon none of the others shared, so far as I knew. Tara had confessed to only having 1 Free Token. Of course, it took a near death experience for me to get the reward…

It was important for me to go over my gains after the—ahem—party that saw me having sex with something like a dozen female Marshins, followed by Regina. I would have been sore and had difficulty walking for maybe a full day after so much repetitive boning, but this was a magic world and my body was enhanced by my levels.

To my family, I simply told them there’d been a celebration of our curing the eggs, and I gained levels. It wasn’t a lie, exactly, just an omission of events no one wants to explain to their mother. How many people have ever discussed orgies with their parents? I’m going to go with practically zero, throughout the entire history of people.

And speaking of which… not that I would ever tell my family, but I’d just leveled up three times in my second class, Pleasure Seeker.

Congratulations! You have reached level 14 in Pleasure Seeker!

I was still 11 levels away from ranking up from Initiate to whatever came next. It would be Apprentice in Healer, but I didn’t know about Pleasure Seeker. Maybe Sexpert.

I chuckled.

The trainers back at HQ, Rus, Abbie and Rainer, had all explained things changed at level 25, and changed again after level 100. I was trying not to get too ahead of myself, but when you leveled up three times after one wild sex party, you start to look forward.

I also knew that, after level 12, I could officially bond a Nakamamon. This caused a surge of excitement to well up within me. Yes!

What would I pick? Something fiery, so I could work on my cures without needing to borrow Lanelle’s Magmamander? Something that could fly like Tara’s Slitherwind so I could travel quickly to the places I was needed? Something adorable and cuddly like Tweedle Dee? Something with healing powers, the way Cinzy’s fairy matched and enhanced her Bard powers? Or the way Drat’s companion helped him stay even stealthier than he otherwise would be able to? The way Trent’s gem thing helped him scout beneath the earth and extended his earth magic capabilities? Something completely different, like the gigantic pack beast Muppin? The possibilities were literally endless.

I had to shelve it for now and concentrate on how I would progress.

Each level up brought with it specific bonuses, like in the most popular tabletop RPG in history. Sometimes I got to spend them how I liked, and other times I was just assigned a specific ability.

Level 12: +2 skill points

Level 13: +1 Durability

Level 14: Ability Upgrade: Blissense

Just like that, I’d blown past my Healer level. In one sense it was gratifying, because getting upgrades after having sex was absolutely incredible. In another way it was a little disappointing that I was doing more philandering than healing. But I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. I would saddle that baby up and ride it, because I was becoming an expert at riding.

I could be down with upgraded Blissense.

 Blissense II

(Special Ability, Rare, Active)

I- By touching a target and spending an Ingenuity Token, you gain insight into their deepest desires, kinks and passions. Your target also gains bits of insight into you.

II- Any time someone within 30 feet of you has desires pertaining directly to you, you may spend an Affinity Token to reveal who, and gain a glimpse into the thoughts in question. *Note: these desires need not be sexual in nature.

Okay… I was initially disappointed with this. The first one had only really been usable in two instances. It was great if I wanted to get a deeper look into the mind of a partner I already had, like Regina. I could therefore understand that she was open to basically any and everything, didn’t want to have a long-term exclusive relationship with me, and was only really looking to shack up in order to have her world rocked from time to time. She didn’t want to marry, not at the age she was, but she did want to explore and have a lot of orgasms.

The second tier ability seemed, on the surface, like an invasion of privacy. I couldn’t see using it… until I considered the note afterwards. This actually could be a really useful ability. I hoped I wouldn’t need it.

The other bonuses I’d gotten were great. I wanted more skill points, because everyone wants more skill points all the time forever. I had been pretty liberal in spending them on the Qualities from my new class, because they transformed my body into sex god status.  I didn’t regret this, but I always wished there were more skill points to be had.

Unfortunately I just wasn’t going to get the skill points flowing in like candy, like I wanted. Well, you can’t always get what you want. Another life lesson my father had given me that proved out time and again.

Now, I had also leveled up as a Healer, by producing and then administering the cure to the ailing Marshin eggs. Those little cuties were going to hatch today or tomorrow, and I swelled with pride knowing I’d done my best to get them healed up, and fast.

Christopher Fletcher

Healer - Trainee 12

Pleasure Seeker - Novice 14

Attributes:

Affinity 5 (0/5)

Durability 6 (0/6)

Ingenuity 6 (0/6)

Likability 5 (0/5)

Physicality 4 (3/4)

Free Tokens: 1/7

Unspent attributes points: 0

Healer Skills:

Diagnosis (physical 3, spiritual 3, magical 3, mental 3)

Treatment (potions 3, salves 3, tinctures 3, elixirs 3, unguents 3)

Develop cure (swarm 3)

Develop cure (small 3)

Develop cure (unique 7)

Administer Cure 8

Pleasure Seeker Qualities:

Girth 1

Load 1

Stave Off 2

Length 1

Other Skills:

Identify 2

Hiking 2

Cooking 1

Persuasion 1

All other skills unranked

Unspent skill points: 6

Special Abilities:

Hard At Work II (Uncommon, Passive)

Wild Lore II (Uncommon, Active)

Eagle Eyed II (Common, Passive)

Healer Special Abilities:

Healer’s Endurance (Common, Active)

Healer’s Resistance (Uncommon, Active)

Healer’s Breath (Uncommon, Active)

Pleasure Seeker Special Abilities:

Blissense II (Rare, Active)

Post Sharing Clarity (Rare, Passive)

Divine Gifts:

Floral Knowledge (Rare, Passive)

Pleasure’s Bounty (Legendary, active)

Entwined Ecstasy (Legendary, active)

“Back to the pants,” I told my family in the real world.

They were, obviously, a part of the god we were hunting. Or the god’s pants anyway. I didn’t know if the god had melted there and left the pants behind, or it had shrugged off all its clothing and this was one of several pieces. As I stared at them, one thing was clear: they were divine, and if anyone touched them, they’d die a rather quick and painful death.

Not good.

I’d have to run a diagnosis. Without any Tokens to speak of.

Actually…

I understood that Tokens came back with time and meditation. I was terrible at it. But there were other ways…

***

When I returned to the village on the boat with my new bonded Nakamamon, I realized some important conversations needed to take place.

“Vellenia,” I said cautiously. This time it was my turn to pole the boat. She sat directly beside me and clutched onto my leg, sliding her hand up and down the inside of my thigh.

“Hmm?”

“You do know that I have, eh, mated with some other women, right? In the ongoing sense.”

“Of course.”

“Oh… does that bother you?”

“Why would it? You will need human companions to mate with, since we aren’t compatible.”

That… was a surprisingly pragmatic take on things. And good information to have, us not being able to produce offspring. I was so glad thus far to be surrounded by women who weren’t jealous monsters. Hopefully they wouldn’t be jealous of monsters, or more specifically the monster I’d just bonded. I certainly was glad they chose me over Alan, Drat or Trent, or just existing and being single. In the same way, I was really lucky they didn’t quarrel over possession of me. This was no different.

Tweedle Dee was sitting curled up in a ball on Regina’s bed, shivering and beginning to look faded out. He was surrounded by the team, peering hopefuly at him, and then at me. Another dose of Healer’s Breath got him looking better again, and Regina cooed and stroked him the moment he opened his eyes.

“This is Vellenia,” I told them, “in case you hadn’t met her before. She is not my bonded Nakamamon!”

A lot of staring happened then, though Chrysta and Larelle, Alan and Trent were quick to offer congratulations. Regina, Cinzy, Ivy and Isabelle also did, after a period of awkward staring with mouths hanging open. Fairy Poppins, in a move surprising everyone, flitted up off Cinzy’s shoulder and zipped out the door.

“We discovered a pair of pantaloons,” I said, and soon led them outside to where the pants had joined the tunic. I gestured grandly.

The pants had the same golden glow coming off them, though the tunic was summer green beneath, and the pants more of a rusty tree trunk hue.

They were definitely divine and a hundred percent off limits to everyone except myself. They were to be guarded at all times, and Cinzy was soon off with Vellenia to let the natives know these were here, and not to touch them. Regina declined to stay in bed with Tweedle Dee, and instead chose to range out around the village, where Trent would help her by looking inside the earth if necessary. Together, they would search for any other items of clothing that glowed, and were surrounded by the glowing goop of what was likely a liquefied god.

I put Chrysta on guard duty first, took Larelle aside, and let her know that I would need for security. Luckily for us, none of the clothes were moving. Both garments just lay there, glowing with energy. Larelle assured me she would make it so, and left Ivy and Isabelle to me.

“We have a problem,” I told them. “I can’t seem to make meditation work to get Tokens.”

They nodded.

“I’m close to level 15 in my class.”

More nodding.

“Are you interested in helping me get to level 15 in my class? Obviously there’s a chance whatever ability you got from me will level up, which helps all of us.”

This part was the cutest. Isabelle blinked and said, “But we’re not hurt… how can you heal us to get to level 15 if we’re not injured?”

Ivy snorted.

***

This was how, ten minutes later, I was nestled in between two beautiful women, one of whom was definitely bisexual and the other one on the fence about being a lesbian.

“Thank you,” I muttered to the two of them.

Ivy’s body crawled with slowly moving tattoos that hadn’t been on her body when I first met her. Only her face and hands were still uncovered. The rest had slowly swimming fish, skulls breathing fire through their mouths and eye sockets, snakes and spiders and Dr. Seuss characters gallivanting around her body. Isabelle, by now, was almost completely swirled with pink and sky blue, with that now-familiar silver filigree having sprouted tiny flowers and leaves. Most of the silvery bits of her skin swirled into spirals or curled around her limbs. It all made for a surreal situation.

Ivy snorted laughter. “We haven’t even done anything yet.”

“Except agree to fulfill every straight guy’s fantasy,” I retorted.

“That is fair,” Isabelle admitted with a giggle. She was far less squirmy against my side than Ivy.

“You don’t get to thank us until you’ve reached your next level,” Ivy said, sliding one toned thigh up and down my leg. Her hand drifted down and cupped my junk.

“May I ask you a question, Izzy?” I asked.

“You just did, you lunk,” Ivy responded. She got up overtop me and slid her whole body over mind, nestling the junction of her thighs just below my hip, and dipping one nipple into my mouth.

“It’s okay,” Isabelle said.

In between licks, I asked, “Is it okay for a lesbian to have sex with a guy?”

Her cheeks reddened. “I just— there’s a— Ivy said— I mean, you have to unders—”

“I got this,” Ivy said, giving me her other nipple to suck on. “There are plenty of straight girls who go through experimental phases, just like there are totally straight guys who end up giving a blowjob or having a finger up their butts… or going all the way. Then they decide it’s not for them. Just like there are lesbians who never got with a guy and decide maybe they want to, or gay guys who get talked into trying it out with a girl. All these things happen… maybe sometimes they change who you are on a fundamental level, but a lot of times they don’t.”

Isabelle wasn’t reacting well to my question, and I realized belatedly it had been a terrible time to probe really sensitive area.

“Hey,” I told her, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

“Change positions,” Ivy declared, and slid over Isabelle. On the bed, I was no longer the cream filling of this sandwich cookie, Izzy was. She turned to face Ivy, and the two began making out. Hands clutched every body part, until Ivy’s hand reached behind her and pulled me up to where I was spooning her girlfriend.

From here, I was able to caress and fondle Isabelle while the two of them kissed like lovers. Still feeling like a bit of a dolt, I tried to get back into the groove with butt squeezes, breast caresses, neck licks and kisses, and then getting my hand down between Izzy’s legs.

Ivy had beat me to it.

She did, however, grab my hand and press it against Izzy’s slit, before reaching further and grasping onto my shaft. A couple of quick strokes was all it took to get me fully hard again.

Rubbing the whole deal like Regina had shown me, I soon had Isabelle moaning and humping back into me, and forward into Ivy.

“Now,” Ivy breathed, “you’re gonna get this big cock inside you. And I’m gonna lick your clit the whole time.”

“Ohhh,” Isabelle moaned. “Ohhhh fudge.”

I had one finger inside Isabelle when Ivy’s finger joined mine. “There’s a spot on the inside, at the front… right here.”

Isabelle nearly head butted me when her whole body convulsed in ecstasy. She let out a loud moan of appreciation.

I copied Ivy’s motion and got a similar result, while the tattooed Guardian slid down her girlfriend’s body and began to run her tongue over my hand and between Izzy’s legs. Isabelle could only pant and groan now, head thrown back against my shoulder. Her ass humped against my midsection in a way that drove me crazy. I wanted nothing more than to get all the way up inside her, right now.

An instinct made me stop that impulse and keep pressing against the g-spot, driving Isabelle wild with pleasure. Ivy’s rhythmic tongue work certainly did the job too. In minutes, Isabelle’s body writhed in climax.

Moments later I felt Ivy grip me again, and guide my cock into her girlfriend. The way was tight, but she was plenty lubricated from all the foreplay.

“Oh… oh my gods,” she muttered, and humped back into me.

“I’m here, babe,” Ivy said, sliding up the bed and kissing Isabelle yet again. Fingers once again danced over the place where we had joined, first pressing against Isabelle from the outside and tightening even more against my cock, and then drifting down to lightly rake nails over my balls.

In time, Isabelle would have a second orgasm, and Ivy would pull me free of her in order to get all her juices by sucking my cock deep into her mouth. She was in the middle of telling Isabelle how good she tasted while she mounted me and had half my length inside her.

“Oooh,” she moaned. “I needed this.”

I couldn’t disagree with that. It seemed like ever since I’d started down this path with Regina, my cock had been drawing me back toward sex over and over. Any day I didn’t have it was a bad day. Any day I did have it was acceptable, and any day I had it more than once was perfection.

Ivy rode up and down, and I watched in fascination while the tattoos writhed over her body and my shaft appeared and disappeared into her. The flex and relax motion of her thighs and the six pack abs was hypnotic.

We ended up having sex for several hours. Ivy beckoned Izzy to join her, and the two continued kissing while Ivy got her fill. Switching positions allowed me to pound Ivy from behind while she nestled in between Isabelle’s legs and ate her out. Isabelle still seemed unsettled, and wouldn’t make eye contact with me, but it wasn’t an issue. She still spread her legs for me and accepted me inside her while Ivy rode her face. Having sex with a girl while her girlfriend slowly ground her pussy into her face was something I never thought I would personally witness.

I ended up blasting off all up Ivy’s stomach and boobs a good half hour later, with Isabelle laying dazed.

“That’s a lot,” she marveled.

I just grinned down at her. “Thanks.” Part of me wanted to watch her lick and swallow it. Whether Ivy could read my mind or not was up for debate, but she grabbed onto my ass and slid down so she could get the head in her mouth, and suck the lat drops off of it.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

This is Christopher wondering for the very first time what his jizz tastes like.