Laurentinus chuckled and stretched one arm across his chest. “Well enough, Liam.”
Fighting side by side multiple times did put one on a first name basis. But Liam saw that the goblin’s eyes never stopped flicking towards Tethis. Tethis stood beside him, quivering with excitement. She clearly expected Liam to have some grand plan to get them all fucking.
Unfortunately, as Liam had discovered years before, he was not the best at grand plans when it came to seduction, and a silence stretched out awkwardly.
“How can I help you both?” Laurentinus said eventually.
In the end, Liam simply reached down, took hold of Tethis’ shift, then tugged it up and over her head. The fabric hugged her deliciously soft and full breasts upwards, then let them drop down, jiggling fetchingly as she stood completely nude before Laurentinus on the training mats. Liam grinned slightly and then gently pushed Tethis forward. She stepped forward, her hands clasping before her belly as she gaped at the general.
“I want you,” she whispered.
Laurentinus’ stoic dedication had been utterly obliterated. The only thing showing what he thought more clearly than his mouth - which hung nearly to his kilt - was, well, said kilt, which bulged around his maleness.
Laurentinus stepped forward and gently cupped Tethis’ breasts. He squeezed them, then purred. “They’re as soft as I imagined…”
“You imagined them?” Tethis squeaked, sounding overjoyed.
“How could I not?”
Liam’s member was growing harder and harder by the moment. His eyes met Laurentinus’ eyes and he made a subtle hand gesture. Laurentinus nodded quickly. Liam grinned and then shucked off his kilt. His cock swayed as he swaggered up behind Tethis, kneeling on the floor. His hands grabbed her hips and he kissed her eartip as he leaned forward. His teeth gently nibbled and Tethis’ spine went ram-rod stiff and straight as she realized just what she was getting into. Before she could say anything, Laurentinus leaned forward and kissed her. Hard. Her hands grabbed his and she squeezed him to her body.
Liam sat back as Tethis’ rump slotted against his hard cock. She ground her ass up and down his cock as Laurentinus broke the kiss and began to aggressively kiss along her neck. He bit her skin and Tethis cried out in pure bliss. “Oh General!”
“Heh.” Laurentinus grinned over her head at Liam as he started to undo his belt. “You have a way of making men feel inadequate, Liam.”
Tethis, her eyes half closed, her head lolling to the side, started to chant. Liam felt a tingling energy rush along his skin. But it didn’t settle on him. Rather, it glowed, gathered, then spread along his skin to Tethis skin to Laurentinus’ skin. The other goblin flared and gasped as his body expanded. Steam rushed from out of his ears and nose as he swelled larger and larger, until he was only a head shorter than Liam.
He had grown proportionally...
Tethis grinned weakly. “I’ve been studying Quinny’s girlfriend.” Laurentinus looked at his hands. Before he could ask any questions, Tethis added: “It only lasts thirty minutes. Quick!”
“Size queen,” Liam purred.
Tethis just laughed as she spread her thighs. Trapped between two larger men, her smaller stature felt all the more deliciously naughty. Her breasts mashed against Laurentinus chest as she rubbed her face against his green abs. Her tongue darted out as she licked him. Laurentinus grabbed onto her knees and started to stand. Liam hurriedly got his feet under him... and soon, both men held Tethis between one another, their heads easily clearing her head. They looked at one another over her and grinned.
“You know,” Laurentinus said. “I still feel inadequate.”
Liam chuckled. Then, seriously. “Tethis?”
“Mmmhhrr?” Tethis sounded almost drunk.
Liam’s grin was wicked.
“Lubricate me.”
She managed to get the words out. Barely. And as Liam felt lube spreading along his cock - cool and slick - he felt Laurentinus let go of one thigh. Taking over for holding that thigh, Liam spread Tethis wider as Laurentinus took hold of his own member. Even at the same scale, he wasn’t as big as Liam but he was still large for a goblin. And a gobliness. Tethis took his inches with a squeal of absolute delight. As he hilted himself in her moistness, Liam adjusted his grip. Laurentinus took over as if they had done this a thousand times and held Tethis in arms that were corded with iron hard muscle.
Liam took hold of his cock and pressed the lubed tip to Tethis’ pert rosebud. Her ass spread for him and she made a noise that almost sounded pained... but when he froze, she hissed out a desperate: “Yes, please, fuck, gods, yes!” through her teeth. Liam moved as gently as he could, filling her ass more and more and more. The feeling of her tightness around him was nearly enough to set him off. If he hadn’t spent himself in so many women in this one debauched night...
Well, Liam wasn’t sure what would have happened.
As it was, he kept control. He could feel Laurentinus cock filling her as well. Tethis welcomed them both, and her mouth hung open, her eyes drooped, and her ears hung low, almost against her shoulders. Her entire body had gone slack with pleasure. Liam grinned.
“I never thought I’d see this expression again…” He said as Laurentinus started to slowly slide back, then thrust back in. Tethis’ hips and his slapped together, and his balls brushed against Liam’s, adding another level of sensory excess to this moment. Liam started to move in counterpoint to Laurentinus thrusts, and Tethis jiggled between them as she started to mewl in wordless ecstasy.
“What?” Laurentinus asked around gritted teeth.
“The expression when you literally fuck Tethis’ brains out…” Liam growled - a tone of voice that came from both the pure masculinity that was roaring through his brain and the control it took to not empty both balls into Tethis right this instant. She had gone from mewling to gasping to screams. Just pure screams of pleasure. Sometimes, words came out. Words like ‘gods’ and ‘yes’ and ‘fuck.’ But for the most part, Tethis was letting her animal side show.
And when Tethis’ let her wild side out, her fingernails dug into the nearest set of shoulders. Liam was rather glad to be taking her back, and not just because her ass felt so exquisite on his cock.
Laurentinus, for his part, looked like he was taking the clawing well. His face was a mask of bliss as he leaned into Tethis, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as his balls now pounded against Liam’s as their bodies moved in unison. That was what finally set Liam over the edge - not the actual physical sensations of his balls touching another man’s, but the knowledge that he was fucking Tethis against another man, pinning her between two cocks.
It was that that broke through the last thread of willpower keeping his orgasm back.
Liam nearly passed out. His knees locked and his jaw clenched as he came and came and came. His balls spurted into Tethis’ ass, filling her to the brim, then overflowing, cum dripping down her buttocks. Meanwhile, he noticed that Laurentinus had pulled out of Tethis with a jerk of his hips. His cum shot up and Tethis laughed with pure joy as cum splashed against her belly, her thighs, her face, her breasts. As she was soaked in cum and filled with cum, Liam felt his knees almost give way. He slowly managed to get to the ground without falling or dropping Tethis. The end result was his back flared with pain and his knees ached.
Worth it.
Laurentinus sagged down and shrank slowly back to his goblin form. Liam slid out of Tethis, then slowly sprawled to the side. The three of them lay on the leather mat, breathing slowly as their hearts faded from pounding to merely hammering to just beating. Liam smiled.
“How was that?”
Tethis smiled. “Great.”
Laurentinus laughed. “Dare I ask?”
Tethis started to stammer out an explanation - but Liam listened with only half an ear. Instead, he looked up at the rafters... and frowned.
Had that been a crow he had seen up there?
***
Kailey shook her head as he
r vision returned to her body. Quinn’s hands were firmly planted on her breasts, caressing her gently as she waited for her lover to return. Kailey laughed softly.
“So, you say that Tethis was a bit cautious?”
“Totally afraid of her own sexuality,” Quinn said, nodding. “It took, like, three ales before she’d even kiss me.”
Kailey grinned. “I think you might find talking to her again now quite... instructive.”
Quinn laughed, softly.
Then, in the darkness of the room, Quinn asked: “Are you sure about this?”
Kailey was silent for a time. She considered everything she had seen of Babylon, of this Free Lord, of his household. She considered paladins with their gleaming swords of steel and magic. She considered the strange woman who had fallen from the sky and her fully automatic musket. She considered this all with a mind honed in Tuatha politics and piratical command... and came to the only obvious conclusion.
“We have to hold out for a Letter of Marque. No naval commissions, no chains. We need something we can get rid of in a hurry if the war turns.”
Quinn nodded.
“And we need to keep our eyes open.” Kailey grinned. “Just in case we need some leverage.”
“Just in case, right?” Quinn’s eyes narrowed slightly, her hands sliding along her lover’s muscular belly. “We’re sticking here unless the war goes real bad.”
“Of course!” Kailey turned slowly around. She pushed her lover back onto the bed, her hands going to her shoulders. Her voice grew soft. “Besides. With us standing against him, how could Ares stand a fucking chance?”
Epilogue
The struggling and bound captive was dragged through Godhead Palace by a single Paladin. Dragged, though, was an inaccurate word. It implied their feet touched the ground. Despite being tall and gangly, the captive was held aloft one-handed by the Paladin.
Lady Tabitha was not a very happy Paladin.
Even bringing a captive to God wasn’t enough to put a smile on her face.
When she entered the throne room and into the presence of God, she threw the captive to ground. They skidded along the floor, then came to a stop before the throne. God looked, as he usually did, like a well-muscled, bronzed Hellene.
According to everything Lady Tabitha had learned through her training, the old, false religions had claimed that humans had been crafted from clay, by false gods. God, the true God, had crafted humanity to be his most loyal servants. Humans were to stand above perfidious elves (useful, but ultimately treasonous), clever goblins (too weak to be fully useful) and the stupid lizardfolk (barely better than beasts, really.)
Was it any wonder that God chose to honor his most favored creations by taking their form and perfecting it? Lady Tabitha had sworn to be chaste – all Paladins only had time for training, service and worship - but looking at his broad chest and muscular body sent a sinful tickle between her thighs. Service and worship could take many forms... She forced the thought aside with a clenched jaw.
She removed her helmet and mask, set it down beside her and knelt in the same smooth motion. She bowed her head.
“Paladin,” God said, cheerfully. “I hear that you have breached the outer walls of New Athens?”
“Yes, God,” Lady Tabitha said, her voice firm as she remained looking at the floor. She would not mention it had cost her twice as many men as she had wished. That the city had not been taken down by cannon and clever tactics, but rather, because she had been forced to throw men at the walls in waves. That the false gods had escaped in the slow, grinding confusion of the battle.
She would mention such things later, after God had been distracted by the prisoner.
“And who is this you have brought?” God stood, walking to the prisoner. “Is it one of the pretender gods?”
“No, my lord,” Lady Tabitha said. “She’s... something else.”
God did not bend down to lift the prisoner. Instead, he simply twitched his fingers and an invisible force clutched the woman by the arms and lifted her up. The bag covering her head yanked off. She was a mousy little thing, with brown hair, a sprawl of freckles. Her eyes, though, were protected by a curious set of metal frames and glittering glass. Strange, boxy protrusions stuck to either side of the eye covers, both glinting with more glass.
“Who are you?” God murmured, looking at her.
The woman gulped.
Stammered.
“D-D-D-Doctor Kathleen Cole,” she whispered.
God blinked.
Then laughed.
“Why, Dr. Cole!” he boomed. “Your colleagues have been wondering where you were.” He waved his hand forward. Several guards stomped forward and he tossed the terrified woman from Earth to them. “Take her to the dungeons. And remind the others when you do...”
God smirked.
“They can work for me or they can die.”
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