Series: Order of the Stick
Pairing: Haley/Crystal/Elan, Haley/Elan/Celia/Roy
Contains: anal, masturbation, fantasy, femslash, het, bi, group, oral
The bed was uncomfortable. The bed was made out of a blanket, and a cave. The bed was very far away from most everyone Haley wished it wasn’t. Mostly it was too cold under Azure City at night. Whenever she tried this, the temperature in her cave got noticeably better. Haley felt unbearably lonely. She was just starting what could have been a stable relationship with Elan, and now he was gone. She wished he was here with her. Preferably in a pliable mood.
Come to that, she wished Roy were here. He was, technically, but she wished he were here metaphysically, and physically had more than bones. Nale. If Nale were here, offering, would she accept? No. Obviously not. If Nale were offering he would have poisoned his dick beforehand. But if there were some way she could trust him, she would. In her current state? What question? Belkar… She stopped. Belkar was an evil little douche, of course but he was definitely easier to get along with than Nale. Haley had been working with him for over a year now. Wasn’t there some supplement introducing half-halflings? Probably the same one that introduced half-sylphs, she mused. Belkar. Hmmm.
She thought back to old acquaintances. Jack the Slick. She’d show him slick. Bozzok… Maybe. Crystal. Crystal? She stopped. She stopped kneading, she stopped thinking entirely. Just blocked out all thought. She had swung both ways, for some time. It’s not like it was unenjoyable. She couldn’t remember why she’d stopped. She thought about Crystal writhing under her as she drove a hard piece of wood into her, over, and over. She didn’t know it she’d try it. Maybe with a male partner there too. Like Roy or Jack or- Elan. What in the nine hells was wrong with her? If she’s going to make it work, it’s got to be Elan. So, how does Elan fit into this scene?
She knew where she’d like him to fit. She groped around, and found a spare dagger. Good enough. She held it with one hand and massaged it with her mouth. Back to the previous scene. She had the dildo strapped onto her waist. Crystal moaned beneath her as she thrust. She sucked on Crystal’s breast, hard. She coated the dagger handle as entirely as she could with her spit, bobbing her head up and down. Crystal moaned, and Elan came up behind Haley, and Haley carefully pushed the handle of the knife up her ass to the hilt.
She humped her hand harder, feeling the way the knife handle filled her. Haley moaned, Crystal moaned, Haley gave Crystal her best and Elan finally adjusted himself to the rythm and began to thrust in and out of Haley’s ass. Haley shifted her position so that as she moved, the knife blade scraped the wall of the cave and moved the handle inside her. Then with her free hand, careful not to cut herself, she rang out a slap on her left cheek. Elan spanked her left cheek playfully and Haley moaned in response. She loved the way he created friction as he moved in and out, heating her up inside. She cried out in pleasure and did her best to savor the situation. “Excuse me?” Haley realized that she had stopped moving in her ecstasy, and started again with a quick apology to Crystal that just came out as another inarticulate moan as another slap rang out from her ass cheek.
Her own thrusting made Elan’s that much more forceful in her, and it looked like Celia was getting close… Haley spanked herself again, and her ass- Celia? Haley hardly stopped her activity, though her train of thought jumped the tracks. Wasn’t it Miko? No, of course it wasn’t Miko- although Haley would have loved to drill that self-righteous bitch from behind, in front, and sideways until she came screaming “Haley!”. It was Crystal. Haley thought about riding Celia. She was kind of skinny, but Haley would bet good money that Celia was tighter than she was. And probably not too experienced, either, for someone her age. The kind that would be fun to fuck, and fuck, until she practically broke down… Celia would never do it of course. The kind that seem fun to break are never sexually adventurous. Maybe if Roy were there.
Elan thrust into Haley’s pussy again, driving her hard against Celia, who was just coming the opposite direction from an opposite thrust by Roy. It was like the two were coordinating their thrusts, trying to fuse Haley and Celia at the chest. Haley and Celia, of course, might seem from their point of view to be coordinating their moans to form a symphony. The skinny, silver haired sylph screamed again as Roy drilled her, but Haley stifled it by clasping Celia’s mouth to hers in a heavy kiss. They yelled into each other’s heads as their tongues danced insanely, neither wanting to break the kiss. Elan’s thrusting overwhelmed her, and she was the one who broke it as her upper body sank down to the floor, her lower body still held aloft on her lover. With a great effort, Haley tried to lift herself back up to Celia, who looked as if she had passed out standing up, but the highest she could lift her head was waist level, hauling herself up by Celia’s hips.
Roy’s cock thrust in and out of the semiconscious sylph inches from her face, beads of fluid running down it’s length. Haley stuck out her tongue to the point of contact, massaging Celia’s clit with it and enjoying their combined tastes, she mashed her mouth to it and sucked hard on them both, she stuck her tongue right up Celia’s pussy along with Roy, she enveloped Celia’s pussy in her mouth and died screaming her name as her muscles involuntarily contracted around her fingers, each subsequent aftershock clench being reflected in the orgasms of her fantasy partners. Roy came, spurting into Celia and filling her, and Haley could feel it moving through and out his cock with her tongue. Elan came inside her, and she thanked the gods for her vaginal piercing of contraception +1. Celia came, expelling her own and Roy’s cum into Haley’s mouth, which loved it and sucked out as much more as it could, and Haley moaned once more and fell into a much needed sleep on the floor of the cave.