Dungeons and Dalliances

7.69 – Into the Basement VII

"Uh," Natalie said, retreating a step. "Let's take a second to calm down first, yeah?"

"Calm down? Why would I want to calm down?" Vanetta persisted, keeping her grip on Natalie's cock. "You've been wanting to, haven't you? I know you have. And now I'm saying you can."

Natalie's back pressed into the wall as she ran out of space to flee. Vanetta's face was flushed in a way she'd never seen before, eyes half-wild as she panted hot air with each audible breath. Natalie wouldn't have needed to see the other girl have a bucket-load of aphrodisiac poured into her stomach to know that something was up. It couldn't be more obvious she was in a compromised state of mind.

Feeling Vanetta rub the tip of her cock in between her legs, Natalie jolted and pushed her away by the shoulders, creating space between them.

"H-Hey. Don't do that." The words, admittedly, lacked as much enthusiasm as they could've had. Her heart had all but jumped out of her chest having her cocktip pressed into Vanetta's pussy.

"But why?" she whined. "I need you inside me. I'm hot all over. Please? Give it to me? Give me your cock?"

She didn't wait for Natalie's input, already stepping forward to try to press them together again. Thankfully, while Vanetta might be an incredible combatant and at the top of their class, she was a rogue, and Natalie had a grip on her shoulders. In a contest of strength, there was an obvious victor.

And a contest it became, because her implied 'no' didn't pierce the haze of whatever drug the other girl was drowning in. She didn't blame Vanetta for that. Natalie was the one with a functional brain right now, so she was the one who needed to handle this.@@novelbin@@

A brief wrestling match ensued. The two of them ended up on the ground, Natalie over top Vanetta, pinning her arms above her head and using her bodyweight to keep the girl down.

"Why are you doing this?" Vanetta complained, her hips rolling up and down, rubbing herself against Natalie's thigh—needing relief that badly. "I'm giving you permission. Don't you want to fuck my pussy? You can have it. Or anything. However you want. Just—please! Fuck me!"

"We probably should've talked about what to do if this happened," Natalie said, voice strangled. For all the craziness that she had found in the dungeon thus far, aphrodisiacs were new. "I'm not—having my first time with you like this."

"Why not?" Vanetta struggled against her, and, while Natalie might be the strength class here, that didn't mean it was easy to keep her pinned. "Please," she begged, and there was such genuine desperation in her tone that it plucked at her heartstrings. "I can't stand it anymore!"

Natalie tried to collect her thoughts. It was difficult, considering the circumstances, the red-faced, so-obviously-lust-fueled Vanetta beneath her.

What was the right way to handle this? That she wouldn't be accepting the initial offer was a given. Was interacting with Vanetta in any way wrong, though, when she was in this state?

Seeing how they were consistent sexual partners already, she didn't think so. And she didn't have much choice in doing something. Vanetta was getting off on her thigh even as she struggled to keep her under control.

Even if she could tie her up, though, that didn't seem—well, a nice thing to do, either. Her distress was obvious. She needed relief so badly that there were tears forming in her eyes.

And she doubted she'd be able to restrain Vanetta anyway. Right now, her struggling was more out of frustration, but if she took this seriously … Natalie might win, having an advantage in wrestling, but this was Vanetta she was talking about. She wouldn't be surprised if she won with a disadvantage, especially when empowered by [Divine Invigoration].

She came to a decision.

Taking control of their positioning again, she slammed Vanetta's wrists above her head.

"I'll help," Natalie panted, the wrestling having exerted her. "But nothing we haven't done before. Deal?"

"But I want you inside my pussy!"

The crude words said so bluntly made Natalie's heart jump. She wouldn't say her resolve faltered, because it didn't, but—it was quite a thing to hear from the woman she was obviously interested in, okay?

"You'll live," Natalie forced herself to reply. Playing stoic or not, though, this was a tough situation. Vanetta was always either straight-faced or pretending to not be as excited as she was, so to hear her so blatantly begging for her cock was—way too hot. "So, what do you want? My fingers?"

"Your dick!"

"Not an option. Only what we've done before."

"Fine. Just let me up."

"You promise?"

"Promise."

Natalie hesitated. She didn't know if Vanetta could be trusted in this state. But, after a moment, she released the girl and sat up. Vanetta wasted no time in rising as well, crawling over to grab her cock with both hands. A full-body shiver went through her as she immediately began stroking, rolling her wrists as she began jerking her off fervently, from zero to a hundred in less than a second.

"It feels so good," Vanetta moaned, eyes fluttering closed. "Why does it feel so good to have my hands on you?"

It did? The breathless statement wasn't play-acting for Natalie's sake. It was the truth, anyone could see plain as day. Vanetta shuddered with pleasure as she ran her hands along Natalie's length.

The sensitivity serum? It had mostly touched two places: Vanetta's hands when she'd wrestled with the flower vine to keep it from wiggling into her pants, and afterward, her mouth and throat.

Of course, it had produced another effect when consumed—turning into an aphrodisiac—but were there contact effects as well? Of the sort that Natalie herself had experienced when the pink liquid had coated her cock?

The conclusion became more obvious the longer she watched Vanetta. She was pretty sure she'd never seen a girl's eyes roll up into her skull from sheer pleasure by giving a handjob, after all. 

So. It had turned the affected skin into an erogenous zone.

Huh.

And her hands were only one of two affected places. If anything, her mouth should be even more compromised.

In that case, there were a few activities Natalie could think of that fit her decided rule set for this encounter. After all, if Vanetta's mouth had become an erogenous zone, and she desperately wanted Natalie inside her, but they were restricted to activities they'd already done? There was an obvious position they could both enjoy, here.

But first. What would a kiss be like for Vanetta, in this state?