Unseen Chains (2)

Chapter 103 : Unseen Chains (2)

She gripped the base of his long, hard dick as she prepared to insert it. She was already dripping wet, her body tensed up from the anticipation as the head of Glint’s cock exerted pressure against her lips. The woman was intent in her work, solely focused and determined to enjoy every moment of the current endeavor.

*Cyn.* That was her name, Glint recalled as he thought back to the first night he and the peach haired adventurer met. As usual, after a day of grinding and exploration Glint and the others found some place to hole up to relieve their daily stresses. That day was no exception, the only difference was after Ashe’s insistence to visit a brothel they decided to do so. Only it wasn’t the Silken Petal.

*That place was more like the dirty sock. The only good thing there was..her.* Glint wasn’t necessarily a sentimental man but there was something about the chemistry between himself and this woman, Cyn. The moment their eyes met he could feel a bond which coiled its way into his heart. What’s more, he knew the deal -- she was a woman who frequented company of men as a living. Normally this would curdle any notions of romance before they took root but Glint also lived an entire life before coming to Adventia, as most had. Death offered a new perspective along with a new way of thinking.

The body was just flesh, the soul endured and only things that could damage the soul were truly defiling, at least this is how Glint came to reason. As such when he saw the damaged young lady smiling, despite her profession and the atmosphere it was as if they were the only ones in the room.

After just thirty minutes of playful banter the two made things more private which resulted in their current position. Namely her on top.

She grinded her hips as she bit her lip in anticipation while the head of Glint’s dick parted her body. This went on for several seconds more as Glint’s hands found her hips and gripped her the moment she began to slide down on top of him. More than a physical connection, the vibe they shared translated into a heightened feeling which Glint remembered for a long time afterwards.

Rather than rock her hips she began to squat, moving up and down as she clenched her body. The look on her face, one of determination was also one Glint would be hard pressed to forget. It was as if Cyn was studying his face, as if to etch the moment into her mind.

Their time together lasted through many positions and at least a couple of hours as they mutually drank the enjoyment of each other’s bodies. When all was said and done both were covered in sweat, riding the high of a string of orgasms which left their legs weak and their adrenaline pumping.

“So..now that we’ve fucked each other senseless…. What do you do for fun in this strange world?” Glint even remembered her first words after the act. From that point the conversation moved onto a myriad of topics. The two discussed their arrival in Adventia as well as their funniest or most embarrassing moments thus far. They talked about how strange it all was as well as the sense of irony they felt at becoming accustomed to it so quickly. At this juncture Glint also clearly remembered Cyn’s words.

“It’s strange, the things you can get used to.” Cyn said as she gazed upwards at the roof, her eyes transfixed on no place in particular.

“Do you have a chapel you belong to?” She then asked as she rolled onto her side, propping her head up against her elbow as she did so.

“No. I’m not really a chapel kind of guy, to be honest. The whole idea of being anchored to one organization via contracts is just...well, it’s like having a job. Why would I want to do that? Besides, why do they even call them chapels? Isn’t that a bit..sacrilegious?” Glint responded, almost dismissing the notion entirely.

“Is it? I think...people worship the things they truly covet. Aren’t we all like that on some level?” Glint didn’t expect such a deep response during pillow talk, but he didn’t dislike it.

“I guess.” Glint responded as his eyes drifted down towards the slope of Cyn’s bosom. Her skin was fair and pale, which made the peach color of her hair stand out all the more. Glint couldn’t help but notice a circular tattoo on the woman’s chest. Even through the act of intercourse the mark caught his eye, for it was a bit macabre in some respects.

“A skull with a snake slithering through one of its eye sockets. That’s..pretty hard core for someone in your line of work.” Glint said as he gently ran his fingertips against the tattoo.

“My line of work? Oh-- I’m not...a working girl. I just..come here from time to time.” Thankfully Cyn didn’t seem offended, but Glint noticed that she quickly removed his hand from the tattoo positioned just between her breasts.

“Would you… be interested in joining a chapel with no strings attached?” She grasped his hand, pressing it against her chest as she moved to lay her head on Glint’s stomach.

“Mmm. What’s in it for me?” Glint asked almost immediately as he rested his free hand against Cyn’s shoulder blades.

“Mmm. Good question. Well, for one -- I’ll be there. I’m a member, obviously. For two, like yourself I don’t really like too many strings. You can leave at any time, but I doubt you’d want to.” Cyn said as she continued explaining. After a few minutes of discussing it was Glint’s turn to respond.

“So you’re telling me that I can join this chapel and in exchange for doing weekly errands I can double the amount of experience I get? With absolutely no strings attached? That sounds like bullshit--no offense.” Cyn chuckled, offering a warm smile , almost as if she expected Glint to respond in this manner.

“Yes. It does sound crazy and unrealistic. I was pretty skeptical at first, but there’s a bit of give and take involved.” Cyn sat up as she pressed her fingers against the tattoo on her chest.

“I knew there was a catch..” Glint said as he rolled his eyes.

“There’s no catch, silly. We all share the XP gained amongst each other. Every time each of us take an action another member in the chapel gains a bit of experience. And you know how experience is awarded based on the actions you take...right? That means pretty much all day, everyday I gain experience whether I’m actually doing anything or not. To say the amount of XP I gained has doubled is actually a lie. It’s almost ten fold.” Cyn explained.

“What? No way. How long have you been in Adventia again?” Glint couldn’t believe his ears.

“Just under two months now.” Cyn replied.

*Holy shit. It’s true.* Glint thought as he inspected her adventurer status. She’d already reached rank 1 while Glint himself was still thirty or so levels shy from reaching level 100.

*With something like this, it would be way easier to reach rank one. Even rank two wouldn’t be trouble.* Glint’s mind raced. He wasn’t sure of the specifics but in theory there was already an XP sharing system -- permanent parties. In theory it wouldn’t be too strange for something similar to it to exist.

“And you’re SURE there’s no hidden terms to the contract?” Glint asked again, this time gazing directly into Cyn’s eyes while he awaited an answer.

“Of course.I’d never lie about something like my own freedom.” Cyn responded without missing a beat.