Suited for Luck

by Daniel Schinhofen

  “Spine is healed and his internal injuries are fixed, but his back left leg is still broken,” Doc said roughly. “I can fix it, but I’m going to pass out again. Let me sleep when I do. I need it to heal myself.” Looking up at Rosa, he smiled, “Then…”

  Rosa smiled down at him, “Sleep as long as you need. I will stay here with you. We won’t be attacked by anything.”

  “I’ll repay you,” Jesamin whispered, her hand lightly touching his on Krisriit’s back. “He’s been my only friend. Thank you.”

  “I help my friends,” Doc replied, turning his gaze to her. “Without him, we both would have died. Without your help at the end, I would have died again. No need for repayment.”

  Jesamin inhaled slowly and bowed her head before speaking in a different tone than normal, “The tribe declares that all life must balance. You have saved me and my friend twice over, and we have only repaid it back once. Balance must be. Until balance is restored, I’m your follower.”

  “Must be like a dwarven blood oath, huh?” Doc asked her.

  Jesamin startled, blinking at him, “You speak Elvish?”

  “Yes. I won’t fight you, but the best thing you can do for me is keep the mine safe and running.”

  Jesamin nodded, “Very well, Doc.”

  “Now, if you see me starting to bleed, pull my hands off him. Otherwise, I’ll see you in many hours,” Doc said as he let healing hands start to repair the damage to Krisriit’s leg.

  Doc became vaguely aware of deep voices speaking in anger and softer voices calming them down, along with an angry huff from a large predator. He never fully woke, though. Instead, he shifted and went back to sleep as gentle hands stroked his brow. The voices stayed a background murmur to him, no longer upset but conversational now, until they eventually faded away.

  Chapter Forty

  Doc moaned as the sweet sensation of warm wetness engulfed his rigid cock, waking him. “Fuck, Rosa... that’s a way to wake up.”

  “Sorry, Voice, but I need at least your seed to keep me here. Since the others are gone, I thought it would be okay for me to take some now.”

  Doc looked at his stats and nodded. He opened his eyes to find Rosa, still looking worn, on top of him and grinding herself against him. “It’s okay. I can give you more of what you need, too.” Reaching up, he eased her down so he could kiss her.

  The taste of roasted pine nuts and fresh snow came to him sharply when their tongues met. Doc was surprised at the taste of fresh snow, but figured it had to do with her being so different now. His other hand trailed down her spine, gently stroking her back.

  Rosa moaned into his mouth and pulled back as she began to ride him a little faster. “Voice, I need you.”

  “Doc,” he told her kindly but firmly, letting her go so he could grab her hips. “You’ll call me Doc.” Taking control of their coupling, he smiled as she shuddered atop him.

  “Doc… yes… my Doc…” Rosa moaned and bent to his will.

  Doc joined her, thrusting up from below as he drove her up and down his length. “You did good working me up, Rosa. Now let’s give you the first taste.”

  Rosa’s eyes went wide and her mouth opened in a gasp when she felt him flood into her. “Dooooccccc!” Her long drawn out moan of his name made him smile.

  Slowing the pace as his first orgasm, which had coincided with hers, faded, Doc pulled her down to his chest and kissed her again. This time, the taste of snow was gone and only freshly roasted pine nuts remained.

  When the kiss ended, Doc saw that her hair had started to regain some hints of its normal coloration. “Are you ready for more?”

  “Yes... anything... as long as you are willing to give me what I need.” Rosa trembled in excitement when his cock, which hadn’t waned in its hardness, seemed to pulse inside of her.

  “Good. We’ll be doing things the way I want.”

  Rosa’s eyelids became heavy and she nodded. “Use me as you desire, Doc.”

  Doc rolled them both over and slid out of her, making her look panicked. Doc just smiled as he rose to his feet and reached down for her. He pulled Rosa up to her knees and guided his slick cock to her mouth.

  Rosa was hesitant and uncertain, but seeing what he wanted in his mind, she complied. She remembered the people he had done these things with, as well as the ones he imagined doing them with in the future. Not willing to be lesser than any of them, she copied and did her best to improve on what they had done for him.

  Doc was shaking and panting a couple of minutes later. Rosa had indeed surpassed Fiala, Lotus, and any other woman he’d been with in his life. It didn’t take much longer for him to bury himself fully into her mouth and give her his seed.

  Rosa eagerly swallowed every drop and continued to suckle at him, keeping him hard with her magic as she did so. This new way of taking his offerings excited her and she wanted to do it again.

  Doc pulled her roughly from his twitching shaft, needing a few moments to recover from the best blowjob he’d ever had. “You’re amazing, Rosa.”

  Rosa’s cheeks flushed and she stared up at him with adoring eyes. “Is there more, Doc?”

  “Yes, but this time, I want you on your hands and knees, facing away from me.”

  Rosa was quick to shift the way he asked. “Like this?”

  “Good girl,” Doc said, letting the part of himself he kept reserved around Fiala and the others run wild. Kneeling down behind her, he slapped her ass hard, leaving a handprint on her tanned skin.

  Rosa let out a small startled sound, but reading his thoughts, she shivered. She could see exactly what he wanted, and wanted it even more than he did. “I’m a bad dryad, very bad. I need a firm hand, Doc.”

  Doc chuckled, “Reading my mind, you little weed?”

  Rosa let out a gasp as she felt a trickle of fluid start to leak from her excited sex. “Weed? Yes, for you, I’m a weed. Not the majestic tree I should be.”

  Doc chuckled. She had easily taken to the idea, and though he could tell she hadn’t caught quite the right idea of how this type of sex worked yet, he knew she was wanting and craving it. His hand came down on her other ass cheek, marking it. “Weeds need to be handled roughly. Only delicate flowers are worth being soft with.”

  Rosa let out a moan. She felt herself about to orgasm as she read his mind— what he wanted and what she wanted matched up. “Doc… please… harder…! Take me…!”

  Doc slid his length along her dripping slit, but did not push into her. “No. You get what I give you, weed. You’re mine to tend, pull, or let flourish as I see fit.”

  Rosa almost collapsed when she came. Doc grabbed her by the waist, but it was only her rear that was kept off the ground. Panting hard as her cheek rubbed into the dirt, she moaned and accepted her place.

  When Doc saw her lose herself into subspace, he grinned evilly and pushed himself into her. Rosa cried out and shuddered again, chaining one orgasm after another as he began to slowly fuck her.

  “Tendrils, thighs,” Doc said firmly as he pushed his legs against hers and continued to take her.

  Rosa heard him dimly but responded. Small shoots pierced his legs, seeking his veins to draw blood and balance the semen he was going to give her again. The moment she began to draw his blood, her eyes rolled up and she came even harder than she had previously.

  Hissing in pain, Doc let it help keep him from finishing too soon. As he took her from behind, holding her up so he could, Doc felt the part of him that had always wanted to control rush forward, basking in him roughly fucking Rosa.

  ~*~*~

  Doc panted, feeling faint when they finally stopped. “Fucking hell, weed, you could be the death of me.”

  Rosa was slumped on his chest, shuddering in pleasant aftershocks, unable to form coherent words. Her hair was an even more vibrant green than he’d ever seen it. Her bark-colored skin had an even shinier luster than before.

  The moon had risen above them. The stars dimmed under the bright light, but were still vi
sible. “Thanks, Rosa, for helping me. I know you say Mother demands it, but many kids have rebelled against their parents before.” Kissing her forehead, he held her as the cool air made him shiver slightly. Doc pulled the bedroll over them both, then held her and waited for sleep to claim him.

  Just as he was drifting to sleep, he wondered where his bedroll had come from. He hadn’t thought about it when he’d been using Rosa, but he finally questioned it as he fell asleep.

  Chapter Forty-one

  The first rays of daylight washed over Doc gently. The warmth laying on top of him made him smile, and he stroked Rosa’s hair while he waited for her to wake.

  “Doc, again?” Rosa murmured as she shifted in her sleep, letting out a happy sigh.

  Chuckling, he kissed the top of her head. “Not again, no.”

  Her eyes opened and, blinking, she looked up at him, trying to figure out what was happening. “Oh, good morning.”

  “Morning to you, too. Sleep well, did you?”

  Rosa’s eyes glowed for a moment. “Yes, better than I ever have.”

  “I noticed we’ve been in my bedroll, which had been on my horse.”

  “Rangvald and the others came looking for you when your horse made it back to their camp without you. They found you sleeping on my lap and thought the worst. If Jesamin hadn’t been there, it might have been bad. Together, we explained what happened and showed them the se’sxac’s corpse.”

  “That would explain some of the noises that I vaguely remember.”

  “They hauled the se’sxac out of the pit before I filled it. Its pelt is on your horse so you can take it to the tanner in town.”

  “Is that alright?” Doc asked.

  “Yes. We don’t begrudge those that are respectful of the bodies, especially if you killed the animal or woodfolk in self-defense. It will fetch a good price as se’sxac are hard to find, much less kill.”

  “Oh, I need to get those bottles for you, don’t I?”

  “Yes. I need to fill them for you. Lia, your friend in town, would love to have the pelt after it is tanned,” Rosa said with a small smile.

  “What aren’t you telling me, weed?” Doc asked, seeing her twinkling eyes.

  Rosa shivered at her nickname. “Nothing bad. Trust me, please.”

  Tangling a hand in her hair, he pulled her the few inches up to him and kissed her hard. She tasted like fresh spring and the ever-present roasted pine nut. Breaking the kiss abruptly, he stared into her eyes. “I do. Did you enjoy our time together?”

  Rosa was panting lightly, her hands clenched as she nestled against his chest. “Yes… I don’t want you to go. I want you to stay out here with me, but I know what you need to do and I will not be what stops you.”

  Doc smiled and kissed her nose, “Good, but I wouldn’t mind staying an extra day. I’ve already missed the tournament anyway.”

  Rosa’s eyes glowed brightly, “Truly?”

  Doc chuckled before pulling her back for another long kiss, letting that be his answer.

  ~*~*~

  Kissing Rosa one more time, Doc got onto the mare. “You’re a terrible temptation, Rosa. A wonderfully sinful, decadent, beautiful temptation. I’ll see you again, but I’ll likely be a bit.”

  Rosa was almost glowing with all the energy she had packed into her. “You have things that must be done, Doc. I will wait for you to return to me. In answer to your thoughts, yes, I would welcome any of them and sip from them gently for you.”

  “That at least eases my worries on that front. What if they don’t like you?”

  “How could they not if I want only the best for you?”

  “Because emotions aren’t logical,” Doc replied.

  “That is true. Like Fiala, I’d love to keep you for myself, but that would be wrong and harmful to you, so I will share you. Unlike her, I will not try to keep you from any but those tainted by the Darkness.”

  “Keep an eye on them for me, please.”

  “I will do the best I can. Worry not for them. Nothing untainted will bother them.”

  “I won’t worry, not with you helping me.”

  Smile widening, Rosa beamed at him. “Umm… Doc, when I do see you again…?”

  “I’m going to destroy you again like I did the last two nights,” Doc said sincerely. “If you’re lucky or unlucky, depending on how you view it, you’ll have to watch me do the same to another or three.”

  Rosa could see the promise in his mind. Her cheeks flushed and her eyelids became heavy as she let that idea wash over her. “Yes… your weed will be kept waiting while you water your garden.”

  Doc chuckled, leaning over to stroke her hair. “Be good, Rosa. You are precious to me, my weed.” Not waiting for a reply, he nudged the mare into motion and rode off, finally heading back to town.

  Rosa watched him go. Her breathing turned fast and achy, the pain of him leaving her sharp enough to cut deep into her. The promise he made was the only thing that soothed that ache. “I’ll be the center of your garden, my dear Voice. The flowers may bloom and be beautiful, but I will always be there at the center of it all.” Her words didn’t reach Doc’s ears, but she smiled. The hurt faded because she knew she would never be replaced by the others.

  ~*~*~

  Doc stretched when he got off the horse. It was just after midday a day later when he made it back to town. “Damn, I need a bath.”

  “Here’s your token, sir,” the stablehand said.

  “Thank you,” Doc replied and took the token from the boy.

  Walking into the livery’s office, he got into line and waited his turn. When he was finally able to step forward, he presented his token. “I need a storage box again for the extra items left with the horse, please.”

  “Of course. The mare is in good condition,” the man replied looking over his notes. “My staff says the horse was brought back in pristine condition, possibly even better condition than when she went out. Barely see reports like this one.”

  “What can I say? Healthy living,” Doc grinned.

  “Be that as it may, the minimum is still required, and the rental trunk will bring it up to thirty dollars.”

  Doc sighed before pulling out his new checkbook. “You take checks, right?”

  “We do,” the man said. Taking the offered check, he placed it into a brick-shaped black box. After he had waited a moment, a receipt was ejected from it. “There we go,” the man said, handing over the receipt that showed it was paid. “I have to ask, is that a se’sxac hide?”

  Doc had been eyeing the black box, wondering how it worked, but looked up when the man addressed him. He shifted the hide that was slung over his shoulder. “Yeah, need to take it to the tanner.”

  The liveryman shook his head in shock. “Goodness. Are you selling it to them?”

  “No, it’s already spoken for.”

  “Pity,” the clerk sighed. “Very well. Have a good day, sir.”

  Putting his things away, Doc picked up his rifle and gave the man a nod. “You, too.”

  Doc had to ask someone for directions, but eventually found where he needed to be. The tannery smelled awful. Or is that offal? Doc joked to himself. When he stepped into the building and away from the skins already being dried, he was surprised there was no chime.

  After a moment of waiting in silence, he called out, “Excuse me?”

  An annoyed grunt sounded from a doorway and a bestial with boar’s blood stepped into the room. “What?”

  “I have a se’sxac hide to be tanned. I was told you’re the best tanner—”

  The bestial rushed at him and Doc almost dropped the hide in shock. “Let me see it!” the man squealed.

  Doc handed over the hide so it wouldn’t get damaged more than it already was.

  Taking it, the boar-man unrolled the hide and looked it over. “Lots of small holes, but workable. I’ll give you fifty for it.”

  “No,” Doc said. “I need it tanned. I’m not selling it.”

  The tanner seeme
d to fold in on himself, “Damn. Fine... fifty to tan it.”

  Doc whistled, “That’s expensive.”

  The tanner grunted and glared at him, “You have no idea what it takes to preserve a se’sxac hide, do you?”

  “Honestly, no,” Doc said. “Pay now or on pick up?”

  “Pick up. If you don’t bring me the money and take the hide in a month, I keep it.”

  “Deal. Why do you want the hide so badly?”