For a single heartbeat, Elena stared down at herself, unable to fully process what she was seeing. The erection burned hot in the cold air, and at its tip, a drop of liquid had already gathered. In the darkness, it almost looked like the corrupted blood coating Elena’s other sword, but her mind couldn’t really process that fact. Instead, she had to deal with the strange mix of emotions now swirling through her head.

Elena thought she would be ashamed of her nether regions being freed, especially in front of others. In reality, though, a rather pleasant warmth spread through her chest, and she felt almost… relieved. She didn’t even think about covering herself up again.

Tela was similarly looking down at the dick, but she did so with an air of professional detachment. Or at least it seemed like she did until small details shattered that impression. Her breaths came out heavier than expected, and the elf had to swallow a bit of saliva when Elena’s tip almost touched her. Apparently, Tela’s hands couldn’t stand the distance between them, though, as one of them twitched forward to bridge the gap.

That snapped Elena back to reality. Shifting slightly away from Tela, her own hand reached down to hide the undeniable, but it was a futile attempt. If anything, she only grew harder at the warmth now pushing against her nether regions. Elena opened her mouth to say something, even if she wasn’t sure what. Her body didn’t play along. All she let out was a croaked exhale of hot air.

The noise did have some effect, though, as it caused Tela to look up and meet Elena’s eyes. For a moment, the intensity in her gaze only caused further embarrassment in the heroine before Tela broke off the eye contact just as quickly. She did not return her attention downwards, but looked almost ashamed. Not for her interest in Elena or her body, but more so in her approach. Decidedly not looking anywhere near the heroine, Tela cleared her throat before she spoke up. “I… I shouldn’t have done that. I know you don’t feel comfortable with these changes yet.”

Tela’s words should have felt like a weight was lifted. Just as she had said, Elena didn’t want this recent addition to be the focal point of every interaction between the two… and yet she felt her shoulders drop instead. Part of her couldn’t help but like the attention. If she had taken a step forward just now, how would Tela have reacted? Would she have responded in kind? Her lower body once again grew warm at the idea.

Before Elena could fully get lost in her imagination, though, the target of her rather unhero-like thoughts pulled her back. “I’m sorry. I should probably leave you to—”

“No!” The word slipped out before Elena could even think about it. “I mean, you are free to stay. It…it’s not like you haven’t,” for a moment, the memory of Tela wrapped around her member made her swallow, “seen it already.”

Tela watched the arousal creep over Elena’s face before she took a hesitant step forward. When she didn’t pull back this time, the smaller woman didn’t waste a second as she quickly closed the distance. Despite the low light, nothing seemed to slip by Tela’s attention. While studying Elena’s dick once more, the first question dispelled the silence before it could even start.

“Have your experiments shown any results then? If you are repeating them now, I assume so.”

Looking down at the lifeless spot of dirt, Elena almost answered without thinking. The remains of her skirt, lying there half-destroyed, as well as the memory of her glowing skin stopped her, though. Every instinct she had told her to keep her companions away from Malice. That only she would be safe. But telling the elf that would do little to dissuade her. If anything revealing her findings would only garner more interest from Tela.

So, she said something else entirely. “I have a question for you.” Seeing that she had the elf’s attention, Elena took a steadying breath. “How… many people have you had sex with?”

Tela momentarily pulled back. The question had probably taken her by surprise, considering even Elena didn’t know where exactly it had stemmed from. She knew Tela had experiences in that regard that she had never gotten as the chosen heroine. She thought those circumstances didn’t bother her, and yet Elena couldn’t help but feel jealous of her companion.

“Including you, 251.”

“Oh…” Or maybe Elena was jealous that she wasn’t Tela’s first. In her mind, their night together had been something special. Her first time being with someone. She knew the elf didn’t think that way. Even before her transformation, Tela had occasionally offered Elena her company, but the elf had made it clear that it wouldn’t mean a deeper emotional attachment. Elena had politely rejected her back then. For her, this quest was a suicide-mission, after all. Why should she make it harder for Tela, or anyone else, to move on afterward if she knew it could never last?

Just as the awkward silence threatened to return in force, Tela shifted around Elena. Meeting her eyes, there was a surprising amount of compassion in her gaze. “My first time was actually with a former friend of mine. It was very awkward, believe me. But since then, I realised it doesn’t matter what came before or if it will last, as long as you enjoy the moment. At least in this specific topic.”

Elena tried to quell her churning feelings with Tela’s logic, even if it was harder than she would have expected. It wasn’t very rational, she knew that. From what Elena had pieced together, Tela’s earlier life was about as adventurous as one should expect from an endlessly curious elf. It would have been more surprising if she hadn’t slept with dozens of lovers with her elven lifespan. Still, Elena couldn’t shake the annoyance at that fact. Ever since receiving her Lady’s gift, she had never given her love life much thought, but now that it had happened, it was impossible to ignore.

At the thought of her Goddess, Elena’s eyes drifted down to Malice’s blade. The sword was surprisingly calm at the moment, even with Tela standing so close. “Was I… was it good then?”

Tela did not answer immediately. When Elena glanced back up, the elf almost failed to meet her eyes again. “What happened last night, I did more so to satisfy my curiosity. In that regard, it was very good—”

“Wait, you mean I was bad at it!?” Elena didn’t know why she grew offended at the words. She had literally just thought about the fact that she had never cared for her sexual prowess before. But hearing she wasn’t very good from the only person who could actually judge her still caught her off-guard. In her mind, it had been a pleasant experience for both of them.

“You weren’t bad, just inexperienced. It’s not something you should feel ashamed of.”

Elena’s fingers tightened around Malice. She opened her mouth to snap back, but the words got caught in her throat when Tela suddenly reached out for her other hand. Her eyes dropped down instantly, and her first impulse was to pull back from her companion. Instead, she froze. As the silence stretched between them, it gave Elena time to really think about Tela’s words. If all she lacked was experience, then it was an easy problem to fix.

As her eyes travelled up Tela’s arm, they lingered in some places, perhaps a second longer than absolutely necessary. Eventually, though, they reached her face again. “Should I make use of your knowledge then?” She couldn’t entirely keep the amusement out of her voice at using the elf’s earlier words against her.

As Tela held the eye contact, though, her confidence slowly gave way to a bit of embarrassment. “That wasn’t exactly how I meant that, but I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” This time it was Tela’s eyes that roamed over Elena’s body, but they quickly homed in between her thighs. Following her gaze down, they both saw the involuntary twitch in her nether regions, and Tela had to swallow a bit at the sight. To be honest, Elena had almost forgotten that she was no longer wearing anything down below. It felt surprisingly natural not to restrict her new appendage.

Tela’s hands departed from Elena’s arm, but did not retreat entirely. Instead, they slowly travelled down her body. Although it felt like it shouldn’t have been possible, Elena’s erection grew even harder when Tela’s fingers traced over her skin.

She obviously didn’t stop her companion, but Elena didn’t hurry her along either. She simply watched with strange anticipation as Tela closed in on her dick. The sensation still felt alien to Elena, but as the fingers touched her protruding length, it sent a familiar wave of pleasure through her. Contrary to her expectations, Tela didn’t start stroking though, as she only wrapped her hand around it.

Elena’s hips bucked forward before she even realised, but the elf followed along with the motion. Tela’s hand simply lingered at the base of her penis. It was a light touch, but the heat of her skin forced out a low moan from Elena all the same. After another second, she concluded the elf would not continue on her own. When Elena reached out with her free hand, though, Tela intercepted her.

“Don’t rush it,” she whispered almost directly into Elena’s ear. Tela’s voice was quiet, but she was leaning forward enough to be heard. “Foreplay is half the fun, believe me.” Tela did not pull back from her position, and soon enough, all Elena could focus on was the smaller woman pressing against her. The elf was obviously shorter than her, but she had more than enough confidence that Elena just meekly nodded along.

Although they were still wearing their clothes, the curves of Tela’s body were all Elena could focus on. The slight give in her breasts, and the way her waist narrowed just that bit. It was strangely fascinating, and Elena had to swallow a bit when she realised Tela had no intention of pulling back. As the moment drew on, her companion guided their entwined hands toward her chest, and only then did Tela’s upper body depart.

Cupping the small breast more directly, even though the fabric still covered it, sent a spark up Elena’s arm. Perhaps she used a bit too much force, though, as Tela’s other hand suddenly retreated from her dick. Elena hadn’t even noticed that it had started moving along her shaft before it was already gone again. She wanted to protest, but the sight before her stopped her.

Both of Tela’s hands were reaching for the hem of her shirt. Unfortunately, it was plain sleepwear, and not really something she could show off, so the elf didn’t make removing it much of a show. Regardless, as her bare flesh was revealed, Elena’s breath caught in her throat as her companion’s naked body transfixed her. Even in the low light, she could clearly see the two hard nipples that she had felt moments ago.

Before Elena could regain some of her composure, Tela leaned in again. With her head tilted down, the elf barely had to perk up to catch Elena’s lips with her own. The act caught her off-guard enough that Elena couldn’t have closed her mouth in time even if she wanted to.

What surprised the heroine, though, was how aggressive Tela was in her sudden invasion. Feeling her own tongue pushed around in her mouth was a strange feeling at first, but when Tela eventually moved to pull back, Elena followed her before the kiss could break. Her free hand also finally returned to Tela’s warm chest.

Although they had barely started, Elena felt the first signs of her orgasm approaching quicker than she had expected. When she finally removed herself from Tela’s lips, her breath was already coming out more ragged, and a strange, but wholly enjoyable sensation worked its way down her spine. Before it could get close to its destination, though, Tela slowed her pace.

As her hand slowly stroked Elena, she once more whispered a few words: “We’ll have to work on your endurance. This isn’t even the main course yet.”

That last assertion sparked a specific image in Elena’s mind, and her eyes soon drifted further down between the elf’s body. Because of their proximity, it was impossible to see, but Tela must have realised where Elena was focussed. For a moment, she seemed tempted, but ultimately she shook her head. Elena’s smile dropped a bit in response.

In her companion, the involuntary reaction only caused amusement, though. “Maybe another time. I’d have to make some… preparations to avoid any accidents.” Before Elena could become too disappointed, Tela added something that had her perk up. “Don’t worry, humans aren’t as quick a study as elves anyway, so I’m sure we’ll have to repeat this a few times.”

Although she said that, Tela’s other hand departed from Elena’s body again to work on the rest of her clothes. The elf was wearing a pair of loose pants to sleep in. They came off easily enough, and when they hit the ground, Tela quickly lifted her feet out.

She didn’t do so entirely on the spur of the moment, even as Tela took another step away from Elena. Her hand never left the burning rod, though, so Elena didn’t protest too much at her sudden departure. Looking at her companion’s naked body, Elena could see her chest heave with heavier breaths and in the starlight, the elf’s nether regions shimmered from arousal. Before she could admire that fact for long, though, Tela’s knees bent and the elf landed on her discarded clothes.

She didn’t seem to mind that it would probably cover them in dirt. All Tela had eyes for was the dick that was once more eye level with her. Last time she had wasted no time inserting it into her, but now the elf simply watched as it twitched in her hands. Tela’s other hand had joined its counterpart and was now moving along her shaft in slow stroking motions.

“It’s so smooth.” Tela suddenly spoke up, even though Elena did not know what she meant. Catching on to her confusion, the elf clarified after another drawn-out stroke. “Normally, this should need a bit of lubrication, but you are surprisingly smooth. I wonder if…”

Not waiting for Elena to respond, Tela’s right hand suddenly departed from her shaft, as it homed in on the base of Elena’s penis. However, it didn’t linger there for more than a second before the heroine suddenly felt it shift lower. Elena had mostly forgotten about her original genitals, but now that Tela was slowly pushing one of her fingers into her, she let out the first real moan. The elf seemed to appreciate that reaction as another digit soon made its way in.

When Tela pulled back, Elena realised just how wet she must have been as they came out with barely any resistance. For a moment, a thin bridge of fluid connected her to Tela’s hand. Before it could snap, her companion returned her hand to Elena’s erection and coated it in her own fluids.

Just as Tela had said, there had been minimal friction between Elena’s dick and her palm before. Elena had just assumed it was normal, but even just the bit of liquid that now covered her meant Tela’s fingers practically glided up and down her entire length. Elena couldn’t help but moan louder. For her, someone overhearing them was no longer a concern, as her own hand instinctively landed on Tela’s head.

Part of her wanted to push the elf onto her shaft again. The feeling of her hands was good, no doubt about that, but that warm embrace of her mouth from last time had felt even better. For a moment, Tela went along with her guidance, but when her mouth came close to Elena’s tip, she stopped. In the end, Elena relented as her fingers moved to comb through her companion’s hair instead. Without even realising it, her hand moved with the same rhythm as Tela.

The elf’s mouth didn’t stay entirely idle, though, as her lips parted slightly to give Elena’s lower head a kiss as well. As her tongue licked against the underside of her dick, Tela shuddered for a moment, and momentarily had to stop herself. Her tasting of Elena’s dick grew from teasing stimulation to more frantic licking. For a moment, Elena almost thought she would put it into her mouth on her own, but Tela eventually pulled back instead.

“W-Why does it taste so good?!”

The elf seemed conflicted about returning to it or retreating further, so Elena made the choice for her. As she held on with a bit more strength, Tela tried to put up some resistance, but soon enough her soft lips were brushing against Elena’s erection again. Elena was sure that this time nothing could stop her orgasm, but Tela still didn’t go along with her. Instead of continuing to pleasure the heroine with her hands, she just motionlessly wrapped them around Elena.

As Tela stopped, though, Elena finally had enough of her teasing. Her hand simply moved away from her companion’s head, and Tela had just enough time to go cross-eyed as Elena stroked herself over the edge. Her entire shaft twitched in her hand as her seed pushed its way up. Elena wasn’t sure when, but she closed her eyes as her breathing became even more labored.

In the end, Tela didn’t seem too bothered by Elena’s climax, though, as her fingers quickly restarted their own stroking. “You better return,” Elena could hear her companion swallow. “Return the, ahh! You taste so — I never… Why is it so good?!”

Finally opening her eyes again, Elena saw the aftermath of her rather messy orgasm. Instead of finishing in Tela’s mouth as last time, cum practically covered her naked chest and head. Some drops had even landed in her hair, and Tela was currently directing one from her eyebrows into her mouth.

As the black liquid vanished into her mouth, it elicited completely opposite effects in the two women. Tela shuddered in ecstasy, her eyes almost rolling back in her head. Then her other hand instantly moved between her legs. If Tela had even noticed the small drop of fluid that had clung to it, she didn’t seem bothered as her fingers frantically moved in and out of her sex. All the while, her tongue lapped at any cum her other hand brought up to her mouth.

Elena, meanwhile, shot up. She had been so lost in her own enjoyment of the moment, she hadn’t even thought about the… more abnormal properties of her cum. Besides, last time, Tela had reacted nowhere near this way. Thinking back, Elena let out a small curse when she realised she had actually given it no thought back then either.

For a moment, her eyes shifted toward her sword. Malice was as dark as ever, and Elena couldn’t help but follow a drop of its corrupted blood fall down. When it hit the ground, the liquid quickly dissolved a few blades of grass there, and she had to shudder at the image. Surely this wasn’t what would happen to her companion, right?

Looking back at Tela, the smaller woman had apparently kept herself busy for the few moments that Elena had been distracted. Most of her head and torso were clear of Elena’s cum, and now she was busy combing up the stragglers. All the while, the hand between Tela’s thighs moved with no sign of slowing down. Only when their eyes eventually met did Tela suddenly stop.

“H-Hey, Elena… I, I know I said we shouldn’t b-but it’s probably a safe day, anyway, so why don’t we — I mean, you still want to, right?” As she talked, Tela’s eyes slowly drifted down Elena’s body. To her horror, the heroine realised she was as hard as ever. Tela only licked the cum off her lips as she crawled forward.

Elena stood frozen for a second too long, as Tela closed in and put her hands around her dick again. Scooping up the few bits of cum still clinging to it, the elf wasted no time pushing it into herself. As soon as it had vanished, Tela cried out as her legs shivered. Seeing her companion in such a state paralysed Elena. She wanted to catch Tela and steady her, and she wanted to watch what she would do, and yet she also wanted to give in… to do exactly what Tela had just suggested.

Elena should have had the strength to resist the thought. Whatever was happening to Tela was clearly not normal, and yet, as she saw her companion’s body convulsed in apparent climax, Elena’s crotch only burned with new heat. Ultimately, it wasn’t the concern for Tela, nor the lust for her body that won out, though. It was shame.

With a single, awkwardly stiff pivot, Elena jerked away. The frigid mountain air sent goosebumps up her body, and her footing almost slipped on the grass beneath her. Elena barely noticed it, though, as her attention was singularly focused on Tela. The elf must have noticed her movement, as a second later she glanced up.

With the distance between them widened, Tela started to crawl toward Elena again. It also gave Elena just enough time to see the shock on her face when she fully turned around. Before her companion could say anything, Elena bolted away.

Her first steps were clumsy, half-running, half-jumping over bare rocks, grass and dirt, but Tela did not follow. Regardless, though, every new step only increased the panic in Elena’s mind. At some point she made a turn, but a moment later, she had already forgotten if it had been right or left. She wasn’t even sure if she was going down a path or just running blindly down the mountain.

Her lungs were burning, but instead of filling them with air, all her mouth managed were desperate gasps for air. She risked a glance over her shoulder, half-expecting Tela to be there again. She saw only unfamiliar landscape, a lone bush that had grown wind-swept and gnarly rooted next to a few small boulders.

Elena went over to them and leaned her back against the biggest one. As she slowly slid to the ground, she instinctively reached to her hips to adjust her skirt, but realised there was nothing there. It was probably still lying somewhere up the path she had just stumbled down, but even if she had it on hand, it had been thoroughly destroyed by Elena’s earlier mishap.

Just a few minutes ago, she had hesitated at the idea of using her powers for her own convenience, but now Elena did it with barely any second-guessing. She would have to create a new one either way, so what difference did it make?

As soon as her divine power flowed through her, Malice stirred in her hand. Elena let out a tired laugh as she felt it. She had almost forgotten that the sword was even there. At the time, running down the mountain with it had felt even more natural than breathing.

Looking into the dark valley below, Elena almost felt tempted to throw the sword in. She had liked the idea of being the Chosen Heroine as much as anyone would, but if she had somehow hurt Tela just now… Despite her earlier thoughts, Elena gripped her weapon tighter. Maybe she should tell the others to turn back. For both their sake and her own.

As she looked down at her evil weapon, Elena felt her vision blur. The darkness already made it hard to discern the sword’s outline but with tears in her eyes, the contours all merged together. The starlight above all but vanished. For a moment, Elena closed her eyes, both to avert them away from Malice and to get the tears out. It didn’t really help, so she still had to wipe them off with her free hand.

That was when she saw a small flash of light from the bush beside her. Or rather, from the ground below it. In the tiny, pitiful patch of grass, there was a small white flower. It was blooming, seemingly unbothered by the harshness that surrounded it. Reaching out on instinct, Elena gently touched it, but made sure not to do any harm.

It was a delicate little thing, but its pure white color made it stand out. As she held the petals in her hand, though, nothing more seemed to happen. No grand revelation, no answer to her prayers. This time Malice didn’t even have to do anything to sour her mood. Letting go of the plant, Elena leaned back against the rock.

The Goddess must have chosen her for a reason, that was what she wanted to believe. And against any other threat, She would have kept Tela and her party members from harm. All Elena had to do was have some restraint, and she couldn’t even do something so simple. That thought at least got a reaction from the sword, but its wielder didn’t have it in her to protest.