Shiloh woke up ed in Twil's arms. The memory of st night came to him, and he suddenly felt himself needing fort from her. He twisted around to face her, and her eyes cracked open. A smile spread across her face, and Shiloh bowed his head, cuddling into her.

  "I'm sorry for waking you up." Shiloh whispered. "I just... I needed..."

  "Aftercare?" Twil asked just as softly. Shiloh gave a tiny nod, and she lifted his head to look into his eyes. Her face was full of passion and for him, and it melted his heart. "How do you feel? I didn't cross any li night, did I?"

  "No, you didn't." Shiloh murmured. "I had a wonderful time st night. I was... kind of shocked, really, at how relieving and cathartic it was to finally get the ao your questiht. You were a bit rougher than I expected, to be ho, but it... um... it felt pretty good." He blushed as he finished his thoughts.

  "I tone down the punishments." Twil said before kissing him on the forehead and hugging him tightly. "I did get a bit carried away. I didn't io go that hard on you, but I uimated just how much you'd turn me on wearing this." She tugged lightly on his colr.

  Shiloh's ha up unsciously a it. He hadn't fotten, necessarily, but the colr had slipped his mind when he woke up. It was intensely erotic to feel it still pressing into his neck, and he had to fight to keep aion away. He didn't hat as much as he o feel a e to Twil right now.

  "You passed out before I could do any proper aftercare for you st night." Twil's hands began to gently roam across his back. She wasn't trying to start anything, she just wao help him recover. "Usually it's best to do it right after we finish, but I thought you'd enjoy the rest."

  Shiloh nodded his assent again. It was kind of weird, having this much smaller woman f him. She was a good foot and a half shorter than him, so her arms barely reached all the way around his back. Thinking about st night, it was even more wildly impressive that she was able to not only lift him, but fuck him standing up with such vigor. Futas really were something else.

  He snuggled intain and just enjoyed her gentle caresses. She murmured sweet nothings into his ear for a while until they heard someone knog at their door.

  "Are you guys up?" Ara's sleepy voice came through the door. "Sixth bell rang a little bit ago and our psychotiew Defender wants to meet at seventh bell, so we o get a move on."

  "Yes, we're awake." Twil responded, her voice returning to its normal, ft tone. "We'll be out shortly."

  "Did you level Shy up?" Shiloh could practically hear the grin through the door. He hadn't gotten a notification, but he double checked his status sheet anyways while Twil removed his colr, va into her iory, the Ara into the room.

  Shiloh SuttonCss: Cleric of AphroditeHP: 50/50Level: 5MP: 100/100Lust:940 Strength: 8Ara: 0Finesse: 10Divine: 30Fortitude: 5Resistance: 5Endurance: 12Focus: 15 Shiloh's eyes wide the boost in his Lust. He'd been shocked by the 350 he'd gotten from sleeping with Elnor, but he'd gained 550 just from his romp with Ara and the night serving Twil. It seemed that, while he'd enjoyed Elnor using him, his sent definitely boosted how much Lust he gained from an enter.

  "Um, no. I didn't level up." Shiloh responded, feeling a blush begin to creep up his cheeks.

  "What is it?" Ara asked, eyeing his naked form with a hungry eye.

  "Well, my Lust has gone up to nine hundred and forty." Shiloh mumbled. Twil and Ara both froze and looked at him.

  "How high was it yesterday?" Twil's voice was even, but betrayed a hint of curiosity.

  "Before Ara and I um... Well, before lunch yesterday it was at three hundred and y. I didn't check between then and whe back to the tavern." Shiloh said, much to Ara's delight.

  "Way to go us!" She excimed, then gave Twil a high five that she returned half-heartedly. "We got him over five hundred points in one day. How long you buff us with nine hundred and forty points?"

  "Three hours a minutes." Twil said immediately. "It is likely that he will never run out if we keep engaging in coitus as often as we are, unless he were to leave the buff activated while we're not in bat."

  Ara's jaw dropped, then she grinned her cheshire smile. "Well, that's no excuse to sck off. I already told El, but I've got dibs on Shy tonight, if he'd like to join me."

  "Of course I would." Shiloh murmured, barely meeting the Berserker's lust-filled eyes. He didn't quite care for the implication that he was some kind of object that they could call 'dibs' on, but he didn't want to make a fuss of it right then. They had pces to be. He ignored Ara's widening smile and withdrew a set of the robes Heather had made him. Once he was dressed, they cleared out their rooms and closed the tab with the tavern keeper.

  "Are we not ing back here tonight?" Shiloh asked when Elnor had given back the keys ahem all outside towards the Guild headquarters.

  "There's no way to know." Ara responded for her. "Cities as big as Chattery rarely have anything nearby to hunt, so we might have te pretty far out to start leveling up. What exactly are we shooting for here, El?"

  Elnor sidered the question briefly before replying. "Beck is definitely good to go. I think you, Twil and I probably need a couple levels each. The fights in the dungeon were a bit closer thahought they'd be. There was no ould have been able to hahat troll at our current levels. I'd like Shiloh to be at Level 10, so he put a few points into Fortitude to keep him from getting one-shot. Hopefully that isn't a risk now that we have a Defender, but it would still be safer that way."

  "So, do you only get stat points every five levels, then?" Shiloh asked curiously.

  "Correct." Twil responded. "Every five levels you gain a general skill and an amount of stat points equal to your level, to distribute as you wish. There are skills that give you stat points, but they are rarely worth taking over others."

  "So the feat I got was a general skill?"

  "Yes. Feats are very rare general skills. Anyone obtain any general skill, but your css skills would only be avaible to someoh the same css as you." Twil stated.

  Shiloh thought about this for a moment before asking his question. "Are all of your skills offered based on what you've done?"

  Twil g him. "That is the generally accepted theory. Not every skill seems to follow that rule, but there are enough of them that do to make most schors believe it's true."

  "So, if I use my healing skill a lot, I could get other healing skills?" Shiloh asked.

  "Let's hope you don't o use your healing skill a lot." Ara said darkly.

  Shiloh paled. "O-of course! I don't want any of you to be injured... I just think a skill that would allow me to heal in bat would be pretty useful for keeping us all safe."

  "I'm sure that your healing will be needed, whether we want to or not." Elnor said solemnly. "You will eventually get more healing abilities, I'm sure, but I doubt we will have need of it for a while with a Defender who has already cleared the first two floors."

  They walked the rest of the way to the Guild headquarters amicably chatting about nothing in particur. When they arrived, they found that the help desk had signifitly shorter lihan it did yesterday. Elnor paused for a moment, thinking, before she delegated their tasks.

  "Ara, Twil, why don't you two go check out the 'Looking froup' hall, just to see if there's anyohat we didn't see yesterday. I'm going to hold a p line here for Beck. Shiloh, you please go get her? The seventh bell hasn't ru, but I'm sure she'll be up and ready. She seems responsible." This st statement seemed to be aimed at Ara and Twil, the two notorious for sleeping in.

  "You sure we trust her aloh Shy?" Ara asked, a grin twitg the er of her mouth.

  "Like I said, she seems responsible." Elnor replied, deadpan. "Besides, if we 't trust her with Shy, I'd rather find out here than in the field."

  "Oh. Um... That's a good point, I suppose." Shiloh said. His mouth had gone dry. Somehow, he hadn't thought of Beck as an outsider until right then. This was a woman he'd known for less than a full day, who was signifitly strohan him and his allies, and who likely wouldn't have any problem kidnapping him and disappearing if she wao.

  "I go, if you'd rather." Elnor's soft voiterrupted his musings.

  "No, no. It's fine. Like you said, she seems trustworthy. I got a good feeling from her yesterday." Shiloh said, shaking off his doubts.

  "I think you'll get a few good feeling from her iure, too." Ara muttered. Elnor tried to sp the back of her head, but she dodged it and followed Twil, who had already started walking to the Looking froup hall. Shiloh left Elnor in line for the help desk and found his to the third floor.

  He was walking down the hall towards Beck's room when it happened. A door flew open to his left and, before he could even turn to see who was there, a fist collided with the side of his head and he fell unscious.

  ***

  Beck ag nervously in her room again. She felt like a fresh-faced adventurer again, thinking about her eammates. She wao impress them. She wahem to like her. Even though she was strohan them, havied two bosses while they hadn't defeated any, she still felt like the new recruit who o prove herself.

  When the seventh bell rang, Beck looked up towards her door, expeg someoo be there. Nobody knocked, and her ay ran away with her again. What if they had found someoer after all? What if they were just being polite yesterday, and never inteo take her along? A few more seds of this line of thinking was enough to break her resolve, and she left her room for the foyer.

  When she reached the ground floor, she immediately spotted the tall elf, Elnor, waiting in li the help desk. None of her teammates were with her, though. Beck swiftly crossed the room and, when she'd caught Elnor's eye, waved at the taller woman. Elnor waved back with a smile, then looked fused and, perhaps, a little scared?

  "Where's Shiloh?" She asked when Beck was close enough.

  "The cute Support?" Beck asked with a smile. "I don't know. I haven't seen him since yesterday. I thought he was staying with you."

  "You didn't pass him on the way down here? He didn't find your room?" Elnor's voice was serious now, and it immediately put Be the alert as well.

  "No. I haven't seen him." Beck responded as she looked around the foyer, trying to catch a glimpse of the cute avatar's bck hair.

  "I'm going to get the others." Elnor said swiftly, already walking away from the lines. "He's probably just lost, but we should find him quickly." She seemed to be trying to vince herself, as though she didn't believe her own words.

  "It is the Guild headquarters." Beck said fairly, following Elnor for a bit. "It's unlikely anything truly dangerous could happen to him here." Elnor nodded sharply, and Beck broke off to head for the stairs. "I'm going to check my room and make sure we didn't just miss each other."

  Beck hurried up the stairs, passing ahird who was heading down, carrying a rge sack. The orc moved out of her way as she dashed past.

  "Thanks!" Beck called over her shoulder.

  "Hope you're not te!" The orc replied with half a ugh.

  ***

  It was all too easy. Ashleigh smirked to herself. She'd been ready to head out in search of her prey when that cute fucktoy the weaker Thirds were toting around had crested the stairs. She mao slip bato her room before he noticed her, then waited with baited breath as she listeo his footsteps drawing closer. Closer. Closer.

  When he was right outside her door, she threw it open and down him in a si. He hit the floor like a rock, and she quickly dragged him into her room.

  Pathetic. Ashleigh thought, looking down at the limp form of the male before her. I 't believe anyone would actually think such weaklings deserve anything but quest.

  He was pletely out cold, not even twitg when she manhandled him up onto the bed. She was halfway through undressing when her rational brain caught up to the instinct te him. She couldn't do this here. His teammates likely knew where he was, and she'd given them her room number yesterday. She would surely be the first person they accused.

  Ashleigh pulled a rge burp sack from her iory aly folded him into it. Non-Thirds were so very fragile, after all. Wheied the sack shut, she quickly gathered up the rest of her belongings and put them in her iory. If only living things could be stored...

  She sighed aed the sack over her shoulder before heading out. Halfway dowairs, a cute foxgirl nearly ran into her in a mad dash up the stairs. Ashleigh stepped to the side to let her pass and she called out her thanks without breaking stride.

  "Hope you're not te!" Ashleigh called back, amused. She tinued dowairs, her eyes peeled for any of the fucktoy's friends. She blessedly didn't see them, but she wasn't going to hang around ahem find her. She strode over to the help desk and walked straight to the front of the line. She threw the key on the ter in front of one of the workers. "Cheg out. Floor 3, Room 4."

  The worker tried to protest, to tell her to wait in line, but Ashleigh ighem and strode out of the Guild headquarters at a brisk pace. They could keep their deposit. She'd gotten her prize.