The news about the king's death had yet to be made public, Mono was on her way to get herself a new body, and Amelia was trying to find a way to cope with being her only living family. In the meantime, Regalia who no longer cared for either, was down in Bricks and cobbles being hit on by every other adventurer that came in. They'd known her well through stories, but have never seen her up close.
In their minds, she was an uptight werewolf kind with an ugly face only a mother could love.
But to their surprise, and in spite of her wolf-like features, she was quite the allure inside the inn, especially since all the other girls were already claimed by Raven. However, brushing everyone off, Regalia simply wanted to keep on drinking, at least for the time being.
"Hmmmmm..." Watching her fluffy wolf ears flickering about, Liliyana couldn't help but move on beside Regalia. "These seem like they'll be really warm in summer."
"Summer?" Raising her head with a scoff, the wolf-girl looked right at Liliyana. "They're always warm to the point where I have to lower my blood flow to cool off."
"What the hell is this bitch talking about?" Too drunk herself, Aria clashed her bottle with Regalia and even managed to crack the glass. "You wanna cool off, then come here!" m vl _emp y,r the story platform
Puckering her lips, Aria tried to kiss the wolf-girl, but with a conjured spatula Raven slapped her on her mouth. Glaring at her in warning, the mage gestured her to go to her room, and despite being intoxicated the disappointment in his eyes towards her broke her heart in two.
"I-I'm sorry..." Doing as told, Aria left the hall to go to her room and get some sleep.
In the meantime, Erika who was glad that Raven stopped another blasphemy leaned closer to the mage and locked her lips with his, shamelessly.
I...I wanted some dick, today was...It was an assfucking nightmare is what it was."
Visibly frustrated, Regalia looked up at Raven, her seasoned eyes slightly numb from being too tired. Though she appeared as young as a human adult, she was nearing a hundred and fifty years of age, and despite being stationed at plenty of distant war theatre before becoming a royal guard, she'd never felt this tired or had the want to be fucked while drunk so badly.
"There, I said it," grabbing her bottle of wine, Regalia stumbled her way around the table and offered Raven a hand. "Now, don't make me beg, just come with me and mess me up all night if you can!"
Witnessing the same woman who'd ignored them throughout the night, the other adventurers were fuming that she was giving Raven a chance even though he already had his lap filled with plenty of women. Still, unable to do anything about it, all they could do was return to their own room and jack off to the sounds of her moans that would soon echo throughout the inn.
As for Raven? Well, even though Regalia wanted to be alone with him, every single one of his girls followed him around to be part of the action. Except for Diane who decided to close up the kitchen and the bar so she could join Raven in the bedroom soon enough as well. On her way upstairs with Lana, however, her daughter Zoey stopped them by the door that led into the hall.
Dressed in her pajamas, she had her head lowered and appeared to be blushing.
"I...I wanna go too," she whispered, and while it only took Diane a few moments to accept it, Lana couldn't help but feel somewhat strange albeit horny about the sight soon to be unfolded.
She'd resisted so far, but every second of the day recently, all she could do was think about her wife being fucked by Raven. The image was burned into her head and her attempts to not let herself feel excited by it had only backfired and made her even more susceptible to the rowdy scene.
'Fuck me...' She thought, her panties with her juices already.