== VORTEX QUEST 4-4 ==
== THE KING'S PRICE ==
Diego was waiting for them in a library carved from the world tree. There were as many shelves of bound volumes as there were chalkboards filled with line diagrams.
Lord Lelthnu was a dark blue skinned Reaper with the usual features, like fangs, muscles and a leather harness. His toga was discarded on the ground amidst his scattering of geometric notes.
Lelthnu looked up as they entered, light glinting off his nose ring but not the three black rings in his right ear's helix.
"The demigods, huh?"
Marcus resisted the urge to pull his jockstrap aside and shine holy radiance as proof. But he did grin at the thought of it.
The umbralist was no longer gravitationally challenged, walking beside the berserker who now had three braids hanging down to his ass.
In looking at the magically grown hair tails, Marcus also saw Goro's crotch, thoroughly soaked with precum. His own jockstrap was crusty, too, since he was leaking horny juices with every sexy thought, but the big guy seemed to leak like mad right now. From having Chay play with his hair? He'd tease him later, preferably with Xane in earshot.
Oh, Chay was negotiating. Marcus should probably focus on that. Chay had the facial expression he used when talking to a demon about important things, that slight intensity under a casual surface, like a coiled viper. Man, negotiating with abyss royalty twice your size couldn't be easy, umbra-fuckery or no. Oh right, focus.
"...simply no rootpath I can invoke," Lelthnu finished.
Chay took a moment for a theatric chin rub, glancing along the shelves. "If we get our hands on rootpath invocations from folks who we know travel to the technarium..."
The Reaper dropped into a chair beside an end table overflowing with books. "Their notes would be encoded. I could crack the code within months, but as far as I can tell you don't have that time."
Chay stayed nonchalant. "Surely that code is written somewhere, too."
Lelthnu sighed. "Fine. I know exactly where to find the decoder. I've been hoping for a chance to get it from there. However, cracking the code quickly means I would have to drop other important projects, affecting my income -- maybe even the world tree operations."
"How much?" Chay asked.
"Oh, the King's Price should do. Just as a token, you understand. I can't accept less, I'm afraid."
"We can do that," Diego interrupted, suspiciously cheerful. "Expect us back in a few Ring Spans."
"Excellent," Lelthnu said. "Now is there anything else?"
Chay straightened his shoulders. "You wouldn't have some nectar for us? It would speed up the procurement if we didn't have to go searching for nectar, too."
"Ah, the slaves crave their dosage?"
"...yes, my lord."
Marcus mouth was watering before the Reaper had even pulled his leather shorts off. Two dark dicks whipped with their full twenty inches, segments promising a pleasurable sensation with every other inch. It was unfortunate there were only two instead of three, but those two were fifty percent thicker than the Reaper dicks they'd seen before.
Diego pulled his own tool out while Lelthnu snapped to make a reddish Kobold procure lubricant.
Marcus won the first round together with Chay. They knelt skin on skin as their tentacle dicks slipped into their asses. Marcus was so crazy horny that he had to stop himself from punching Chay to claim *both* dicks for himself.
Meanwhile Xane went on all fours in front of Diego. The devil conjured a ward, a knee high dome on the ground, and had Xane lay on top of it. He could grow the dome to have the wizard's hole at the perfect height for thrusting. Xane whimpered like he was losing his mind, his butterflies littering the ground as if they had been turned off.
Goro was squatting rapidly, tearing up, probably riding invisible mage-dick of who knew what size.
The Reaper was all the way in Marcus' gut, the prehensile tentacle bending to slip past every fold inside him effortlessly. Marcus lazily groped Chay's nipples to reciprocate but was barely present. Each drop of nectar pushed up his ass switched him over to a world where his only purpose was to swim in sex, muscle, dicks and demons.
