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Wyatt Nelson (Male Human, Celestial Warlock 4)
XP: 4,000/6,500
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance: 24 years old, amber eyes, brown hair, pale skin, clean-shaven
Background: Entertainer (+1 Dex, +2 Cha)
Strength 14 (+2)
Dexterity 18 (+4)
Constitution 16 (+3)
Intelligence 14 (+2)
Wisdom 15 (+2)
Charisma 18 (+4)
AC 17 (Includes Mage Armor), HP 47
Heroic Inspiration: 1
Skills: Acrobatics 6, Animal Handling 4, Arcana 4, Deception 6, Performance 6
Tools: Flute, Drum, Lute, Viol
Languages: Common (High Mordentish)
Class Features: Eldritch Invocations (Pact of the Blade, Agonizing Blast [Eldritch Blast], Armor of Shadows), Pact Magic, Magical Cunning, Healing Light, Celestial Spells
Feats: Tough, Musician, Resilient (Constitution),
Spells: Eldritch Blast, Light, Mind Sliver, Prestidigitation, Sacred Flame, Aid, Cure Wounds, Guiding Bolt, Lesser Restoration, Mirror Image, Misty Step, Speak With Animals, Tasha’s Hideous Laughter, Witch Bolt,
Spell Attack +6, Spell DC 14
Inventory: Arcane Focus (jeweled brooch), riding suit, mandolin, shark tooth necklace, waterskin, Rations (10), 29 GP.
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Gennifer Weathermay-Foxgrove (Female Human, Circle of the Moon Druid 3, Monk 1)
XP: 4,000/6,500
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance: 22 years old, blue eyes, black hair, pale skin
Background: Noble (+1 Str, +2 Int)
Strength 14 (+2)
Dexterity 16 (+3)
Constitution 14 (+2)
Intelligence 16 (+3)
Wisdom 18 (+4)
Charisma 14 (+2)
AC 17, HP 31
Heroic Inspiration: 1
Skills: Animal Handling 6, History 5, Insight 6, Investigation 5, Medicine 6, Nature 9, Persuasion 4
Tools: Alchemist’s Supplies, Herbalism Kit, Playing Cards Set
Languages: Common (High Mordentish), Elven (Low Mordentish), Halfling (Vistanni), Druidic
Class Features: Druidic, Primal Order: Magician, Spellcasting, Wild Companion, Wild Shape (Boar, Mastiff, Venomous Snake, Dire Wolf), Martial Arts, Unarmored Defense, Circle Forms, Circle of the Moon Spells
Feats: Skilled, Healer
Spells: Druidcraft, Mending, Produce Flame, Starry Wisp, Cure Wounds, Speak With Animals, Create or Destroy Water, Detect Magic, Goodberry, Healing Word, Purify Food and Drink, Moonbeam, Continual Flame
Spell Attack +6, Spell DC 14
Inventory: Druidic Focus (flowers woven in her hair), fancy dress OR Shorstword, Druidic Focus (flowers woven in her hair), riding dress, healer’s kit, herbalism kit, waterskin, rations (10)
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Laurie Weathermay-Foxgrove (Female Human, Beastmaster Ranger 3, Monk 1)
XP: 4,000/6,500
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance: 22 years old, blue eyes, black hair, pale skin
Background: Noble (+2 Str, +1 Int)
Strength 16 (+3)
Dexterity 16 (+3)
Constitution 14 (+2)
Intelligence 14 (+2)
Wisdom 18 (+4)
Charisma 14 (+2)
AC 17, HP 51
Heroic Inspiration: 1
Skills: Animal Handling 6, Athletics 5, History 4, Insight 6, Perception 8, Persuasion 4, Stealth 5, Survival 6
Tools: Playing Card Set, Thieves’ Tools
Languages: Common (High Mordentish), Elvish (Low Mordentish), Halfling (Vistanni), Druidic
Class Features: Spellcasting, Favored Enemy, Weapon Mastery (Scimitar, Musket), Deft Explorer (Druidic, Perception), Fighting Style (Two-Weapon Fighting), Martial Arts, Unarmored Defense, Primal Companion (Shadow, hunting dog)
Feats: Skilled, Tough
Spells: Hunter’s Mark, Animal Friendship, Cure Wounds, Hail of Thorns, Speak With Animals
Spell Attack +6, Spell DC 14
Inventory: 2 Scimitars, musket (20 bullets), tailored riding suit, component pouch, hooded lantern, oil flasks (10), waterskin, rations (10), thieves’ tools
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Lady Alice Weathermay-Foxgrove (Noble, 2024 MM)
Heather House Staff (Commoner, 2024 MM)
Michel Butler (butler and valet, Insight)
Mr. Groom (carriage driver and horse master, Animal Handling)
Mrs. Cook (cook, Cook’s Utensils)
Tina (kitchen maid, Cook’s Utensils)
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George left several days later. It was a tender goodbye, warm hugs from his sister and nieces, hearty handshakes between him and me. He promised to visit more often, and Lady Alice made plain that he was welcome whenever he liked. . . even if he would have to settle for a guest room.
He stuck around long enough for us to ensure Gennifer was well and truly cured. Gennifer did some research in Van Richten’s shop, concocting a few potions that would reveal if she was still cursed with the wolf. We visited the Chapel and had her thoroughly examined by the most skilled and knowledgeable Anchorites. We even traveled a few days away to find a Vistani caravan and have their raunie check her out. All confirmed that the wolf curse was gone, though the wolf blood and ties of the moon might have left a permanent mark on her.
We returned our silvered weapons to the armory, locking them in a special case, since we were done with shapeshifters for the time being.
The twins and I didn’t necessarily need to be discreet about our bedroom gymnastics, but we did find it a bit difficult to set aside sufficient time when we would not be disturbed. Each of us having our own rooms, where our things were stored, also complicated matters. I wanted to suggest we just bite the bullet and move into one room, but I wasn’t certain how that would be perceived, or if Lady Alice would approve. Though I was certain she knew all three of us were having sex as often as we were able, and that didn’t seem to bother her in the slightest.
George departed early in the morning, and that day, the twins asked for some time to themselves. I graciously acquiesced, finding other things around Heather House to occupy myself for the bulk of the day.
Gennifer and Laurie shared furtive looks as we all sat down for supper that night. Lady Alice and I noticed, at one point she caught my eye, one elegant eyebrow raising almost imperceptibly, a question glimmering in her blue eyes. I shrugged.
Once supper was served and Tina had retreated to the kitchens for her own supper, Laurie spoke. “Mother, Gennifer and I have made a decision.”
“Do tell,” Lady Alice said.
“We’d like to stop having separate rooms, and share a bed again.” Both twins looked at me. Both were clearly nervous, though Laurie hid it better. “That is, if Wyatt would be interested in moving into this shared room himself.”
“Oh, really?” Lady Alice said, a smile on her lips, eyes shining with delight. “And do you have thoughts on this arrangement, Mr. Nelson?”
I smiled at Gennifer and Laurie. “I think it sounds like a great idea.”
They both beamed back at me, relief and joy on their faces.
“Which room will you be using?” Lady Alice asked.
“Mine,” Gennifer said. “It’s the larger. Though we may need to keep Laurie’s, at least for a bit, to store things we need to access, if not immediately.”
Lady Alice nodded. “Then I give the three of you my blessing.”
Gennifer, Laurie, and I smiled at each other.
“We’ll begin moving things around after supper, then,” Laurie said.
Moving was surprisingly involved. I didn’t have much beyond my suits of clothes, but carrying those by hand from the guest room I’d been living in to Gennifer’s room took some time. Moving Laurie’s stuff was more involved, the twins’ rooms were separated by the stairs down to the first floor, and a door in the hall leading from Laurie’s room to Gennifer’s. And Laurie had quite a bit of stuff. But we got the essentials moved, Gennifer made space in her large walk-in closet for Laurie’s and my clothes.
Well, most of them. We ended up shoving all our nightclothes in a chest in Laurie’s room.
“I don’t think any of us will need nightclothes for the foreseeable future,” Laurie had said with a smirk.
Other than that, it was the surprisingly simple, if time-consuming, task of Gennifer making room among her druidic knick knacks for Laurie’s more warrior-related ones.
All that took enough time that, when we were finished, we agreed it was time for bed. If not necessarily sleep.
The three of us undressed, I looking at the twins and they looking at me, then we crawled beneath the covers, me in the middle, Gennifer on my right, Laurie on my left, both of them pressing their fronts to my sides, their heads next to mine on the pillows, my arms beneath and around them.
I looked at the twins, so comfortable with each other, and now me. I cleared my throat. “Uh, do you mind if I ask. . .”
“Ask what?” Gennifer said.
“How. . . why. . . you two. . .”
Gennifer and Laurie shared identical grins. “Ah, he wants to know why we’re so close,” Laurie said with a laugh.
Gennifer shrugged, doing remarkable things to the way her breasts pressed against my side. “I don’t know that there’s much of a story. Mother started showing us off to all the eligible men as soon as it was proper, and we quickly realized we liked none of them.”
“But we do like each other,” Laurie said.
“We’ve always been very close,” Gennifer continued. “So, as they say, one thing led to another, and. . .”
“We found we preferred each other’s company to most anyone else’s,” Laurie finished. She kissed my shoulder. “Until we met you. Before that, we realized we love each other in a way no one else can, or will.” She grinned at her sister. “And as Gen said, there’s a wicked side to it, our sinful, decadent secret, this thing we share that everyone else would object to.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “I have precisely zero objections.”
“And that’s why we love you, Wyatt,” Gennifer said, kissing my neck.
My heart surged to hear that. “You didn’t like men at all?” I asked.
“Not really,” Gennifer said.
“They all have that same bothersome attitude,” Laurie said.
“Expecting us to be good, proper Mordentish noble wives,” Gennifer added.
Laurie’s lip twisted in disgust. “Meaning be quiet, don’t use our brains, be a bit of mobile decoration they can dress and undress at will, stay home, mind the staff and keep the house in order, lie back and spread whenever they feel like trying for another heir.” She snarled in anger. “Fuck that shit.”
“But you’re different, Wyatt,” Gennifer said. “You respect us. You accept us for what we are, not as you wish us to be.”
I smiled. “I wish you to be exactly as you are. If I’ve learned one piece of wisdom, it’s this: there is precisely one person in the world you need to make happy, and that’s you. Be the person who makes you happy, and people will either like and respond positively to that person, or they won’t. And if they don’t, that’s not your fucking problem.”
“Well,” Gennifer said with a smile. “I should like to think I should strive to make my sister and our lover happy.”
“No, I see his point,” Laurie said. “I love you for you, Gen, and Wyatt for being Wyatt. He loves us for us, and you love us for us.” She shrugged, also doing delightful things with how her breasts were pressed against me. “No need for any of us to try and change to make each other happy. We’re fine as we are.”
I smiled. “That you are.” I swelled with pride to think that I was the only man in the world these two incredible women had ever been attracted to. . . then stopped, as I realized that hadn’t actually been what they’d said. “So. . . you’ve never found a man attractive until me?”
“There it is,” Gennifer said with a laugh. “That easily-bruised male ego.”
I frowned, realizing she’d hit uncomfortably close to the mark.
Laurie rolled her eyes. “Yes, Wyatt, no other man has ever managed to moisten these nethers. Though I hope you won’t be terribly offended if I say a fair few ladies have turned my head.”
“Not at all,” I replied.
Laurie nodded. “Good.” She shrugged again. “I’ve never even kissed a man before.”
“I have,” Gennifer said. “Purely addressing curiosity. The least objectionable potential suitor, I permitted him one kiss, and felt nothing at all. Not disgust, but no desire to repeat the experiment.” She smiled up at me. “You, on the other hand, I wanted to kiss since before we set sail on Sea Rose.”
I smiled, pride swelling again, and yes, my fragile male ego appropriately assuaged. I was a golden god, winning the hearts of these two incredible women where every other man had failed, simply because I was prepared to accept them as equals. I would like to thank Princess Leia Organa, Ellen Ripley, Sarah Connor, Mrs. Lynn Peltzer, the Lady Jessica and Chani, and Lieutenant Uhura.
Gennifer cleared her throat. “We’ve made another decision, Wyatt.”
“Oh?” I asked mildly. “Will I, at some point, be permitted to be party to all this decision-making?”
“Not likely,” Laurie replied. I gave her a mock glare, slid my hand down, and pinched her bottom. She gave an eep! of surprise, then scowled at me playfully and swatted my chest.
“You two. . .” Gennifer said, smiling and shaking her head. “As I was saying, Laurie and I have been talking, and. . . well, we love you, Wyatt.”
“And I the both of you,” I replied.
“You’re unlike any other man we’ve met,” Gennifer continued. “You love us as we are, accept us totally.”
Laurie nodded against my shoulder. “You don’t want to turn us into dutiful, ‘proper’ Mordentish wives, existing only to cater to your every whim.”
Gennifer’s fingers traced idle patterns on my chest. “You’ve made our needs your own, so. . . we’ve decided it would be unfair and hypocritical of us if we did not do the same.”
“I don’t follow,” I said.
“We should make your needs our own,” Gennifer said. “And your Patron’s needs are your needs, so we should make her needs ours, as well.”
I grinned. “You’re talking about sex.”
“Finally,” Laurie said. “Took you long enough. The one time we want your mind in the gutter–”
I pinched her bottom again. She stuck her tongue out at me, my head darted forward as I tried to capture it between my lips, she pulled away, giggling.
“Ezra,” Gennifer moaned. “I swear, it’s like being around children.”
“She started it,” I pouted.
Gennifer laughed. “But yes, Wyatt, we’re talking about sex. We understand your Patron needs it, and we’re willing to help you help her.”
I nodded. “I can’t imagine that being a problem. Between the two of you, we should both be well satisfied.”
Gennifer nodded. “Even so, should she. . . require more, we’re. . . that is, Laurie and I are both. . . amenable.”
I blinked. “Wait, what are you saying?”
Laurie’s hand came up, slid over Gennifer’s. She clutched Gennifer’s hand, sliding their fingers together. “We’re not saying you can go out and boff every tart that crosses your path, but, if we’re party to the selection process, we’re willing to. . . share you.”
I blinked. I couldn’t believe it. There was no way. . . two gorgeous twin sisters, in love with each other as much as with me, women far more beautiful, intelligent, tough, and capable than I could have ever imagined would be interested in a guy like me. . . and they were willing to let me have as much side action as I wanted? This couldn’t be real. Maybe this world really was a dream after all. Or they were testing me, playing head games, seeing how I’d react. . . no, they wouldn’t do that to me.
Gennifer tapped her finger on my chest. “You’re being awfully quiet, Wyatt.”
“I’m sorry, I just. . . this is a big surprise.”
“But a pleasant one, I’m sure,” Laurie said.
“Are you sure? Both of you?”
“Wyatt,” Gennifer said, lifting up a bit to look me in the eye. “You have given up so much for us. Your whole world. You saved me from the curse of the werewolf. You’re more perfect a man than we could have ever dreamed would find us. For all the happiness you bring us, this is a small sacrifice we’re more than happy to make for your happiness, and that of your Patron.”
“And the stronger the bond between you and your Patron, the better an ally you are in our fight against evil,” Laurie said. Then she smirked. “Plus, you may have noticed, but as much as we love you, we like ladies.”
I chuckled. Of course, they’d get something out of this, too. “So. . . how would this work?”
Laurie shrugged. “See a woman you want to bed, ask us if we approve of her.”
“We’d most likely want to at least meet her first, and. . .” Gennifer blushed.
“Be involved,” Laurie said with a grin. “We might like a bit of extra fun ourselves, if the lady is willing.”
I thought about that. Running across a woman I found attractive enough to be intimate with. The twins approving. Gennifer and Laurie watching, naked, as this hypothetical beauty bared herself to me, and I to her. Watching as I explored her body with fingers and lips and tongue, and she explored mine. The twins gasping and moaning, pleasuring themselves or each other, as this lady pleasured me with her mouth, as I worked in her, bringing her to her full. The twins descending on her as I finished, taking and giving their own bliss. Me watching as three beautiful women writhed together in the throes of passion. . .
“I do believe he’s warming up to the idea,” Laurie said with a giggle, her hand gliding down my stomach toward the tent I’d made of the bedclothes.
“It seems that way,” Gennifer agreed. “Still with us, Wyatt?”
“Always,” I replied.
“Can we take this–” Laurie gripped the fleshy pole supporting the tent– “as an acceptance of our terms?”
I grinned at her. “You can take that any way you’d like. As to your terms, I find them quite reasonable, and graciously accept.”
“Excellent,” Gennifer said. “That being the case. . .” Gennifer and Laurie shared mischievous grins. Gennifer’s hand joined Laurie’s on my shaft. Identical pairs of lips kissed my neck, my shoulders, down my chest. Identical hands stroked my sensitive hardness.
Soon, those hands were replaced by identical mouths.
(Laurie: Performance, Help from Gennifer, 15, 22 – Success!)
I sighed, stretching back in Gennifer’s bed – our bed, and let the sensations wash over me.
In her separate domain, Sapphira stretched just as contendly.
How are you feeling, my love? I asked.
Perfect, my love, she replied.
Sapphira and I gasped as my shaft slipped into a warm, wet mouth. . . Gennifer’s based on position and technique, and I looked down to confirm it. Laurie continued licking my shaft. Eventually, they traded places, then traded back. Then again.
When I finally came, it was in Gennifer’s mouth. But not for long, as the twins kissed, sharing my gift between them.
(Wyatt: Performance, 7 – Fail!)
My orgasm took too much out of me. Much as I wanted to, I was not in a position to immediately thank the ladies for their attentions. Luckily, they could do for themselves for a time, and I was more than happy to see that, too.
(Wyatt: Performance, 25 – Success!)
Watching the twins kiss and caress each other, Gennifer bend down to grip and lick Laurie’s breasts, eventually got me back in the game. I sat up, pressed myself to Gennifer’s back, my hands on her smooth, flawless skin. She pressed her fleshy ass against me, cooed as she felt my hardness ready again.
Laurie leaned back, laying herself down and spreading her legs. Gennifer’s head slipped between them, her butt in the air, her own legs slightly spread. As Gennifer’s tongue circled her sister’s pussy, I slipped into Gennifer’s moist entrance. All three of us moaned.
Gennifer’s agile tongue and squeals of aroused delight brought Laurie first. The sight of Laurie bucking and writhing under her sister’s tongue brought me, and the feeling of my orgasm flooding her triggered Gennifer. Once again, we fell in a tangle of sweaty bodies.
I used my prestidigitation cantrip to clean up, and the three of us snuggled back under the blankets, joyful in the love we shared.
Sapphira lay sprawled on her bed, wings, arms, and legs spread, her massive breasts jiggling slightly as she took heavy breaths. I smiled at her as I approached. “Doing okay there?”
“Wonderful, my love,” Sapphira sighed, making her breasts move in an even more enticing way. She opened her eyes, and I was struck again by how brilliantly green they were, the light within them. “Thank you, my love.”
“My pleasure,” I said, lowering myself over her as I crawled onto the bed. “Literally,” I smirked.
“Oh, your pleasure indeed. That’s rather the point.” She put a hand on my chest, shivering with delight. “So wonderful. . .” She sighed, and shifted beneath me, looked up at me with a smile on her full lips. “I have a gift for you, my love.”
“I hope so,” I said, bending down to kiss her.
“Not that,” Sapphira said when I pulled back. “Though I’m certainly ready to be with you again, my love. No, this is something far more practical. An expenditure of power you’ve lavished upon me.”
Her hand slid up my chest, and I felt it. I was completely naked in Sapphira’s not-dream realm, as I had been the few times I’d visited before. Except, this time, I was wearing the length of twine wrapped around the tooth of a mako shark. The shark that had almost killed me when I’d had to dive for corpses aboard Sea Rose.
Sapphira gripped the tooth in her fingers. The glow in her eyes grew, and I felt divine energy move through her, and into the necklace. The rough twine around my neck changed to a golden chain, the twine wrapped around the tooth transformed into gold wire. The tooth itself seemed to polish, gleaming like pearl.
“To keep you safe, my love,” Sapphira whispered.
(Wyatt’s Shark Tooth Necklace: Counts as a Cloak of Protection. Any creature that gains advantage when attacking a creature with less than full HP has disadvantage to attack the wearer of this necklace.)
I felt the protective power contained in the necklace. “Thank you.”
Sapphira smiled. “Now, make love to me.”
I chuckled. “Work, work, work. . .”
(Wyatt: Performance, 12 – Success!)
I settled atop Sapphira, aiming and sliding myself into her. She gasped, and her wings folded around us in a loving embrace.
I was, truly, the luckiest man in any world.