Chapter 26. Quiet Fingers In The Dungeon(18+)

Chapter 26: 26. Quiet Fingers In The Dungeon(18+)

The group settled into a rough circle against the frozen wall of the tunnel. Azure glow cast long shadows across the stone.

Dean sat with his back against the wall, carefully wrapping the stump of his finger after the healing potion had closed the worst of the bleeding.

Ryn stayed close to Tina, oversized sword resting across his knees.

Seraphine leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, crimson eyes half-lidded as she watched everyone in silence.

Eira remained near Kael, small body quiet and still.

Kael stood up and went toward Brianna sitting down beside her.

The thick hybrid orc had her staff resting across her lap.

Soft green skin still carried a few shallow scrapes from the earlier fight, but the potion had already begun to close them.

Her wavy green hair hung loosely around her shoulders, and the thin damp fabric left most of her full breasts and thick thighs bare under the cold light.

Kael spoke in a low, calm voice.

"You moved fast when that Oni tried for me. The vines and the pressure you put on him bought the time everyone needed. You helped keep me and Eira alive."

Brianna glanced sideways at him. A small, tired smile touched her green lips.

"We all did our part. That bastard was stronger than any D-rank should allow. Still... you noticed."

Kael’s hand rested lightly on her knee at first. Then it slid higher along the soft inner side of her thick thigh, fingers brushing the warm green skin beneath the edge of the thin fabric.

Brianna’s breath caught for half a second, but she did not pull away. Her green eyes flicked toward the others.

Most of them were focused on their own wounds or the deeper tunnel. Seraphine’s gaze was turned slightly away.

Eira sat quietly with her head lowered.

Kael’s fingers continued their slow path upward until they pressed against the soft, warm mound of her pussy through the thin cloth.

He rubbed in a slow, deliberate circle, feeling the heat already gathering there.

Brianna’s thick thighs tensed once, then relaxed just enough to give him more room.

Her voice stayed quiet so only he could hear.

"You really know how to thank someone, don’t you..."

Kael kept the calm expression on his face while his fingers continued the slow, intimate pressure against her private parts.

The thin bikini-type fabric was already growing damp under his touch.

He rubbed more firmly, tracing the outline of her soft folds through the cloth, pressing and circling with steady rhythm.

A small, barely contained moan slipped from Brianna’s lips.

"Nnh..."

The soft sound was quiet, but Seraphine was close enough to hear it.

Her crimson eyes shifted toward them. She saw Kael’s hand moving between Brianna’s thick green thighs and the way the hybrid orc’s breathing had changed.

A familiar cold irritation crossed Seraphine’s face, but she said nothing and only watched from the corner of her eye.

Dean remained focused on wrapping his injured hand.

Ryn was busy checking the edge of his oversized sword and speaking in low tones about the deeper path.

Tina, however, had noticed.

Her sharp crimson eyes moved from Ryn’s profile to the quiet exchange between Kael and Brianna.

She saw the subtle movement of Kael’s hand and the way Brianna’s full green breasts rose a little faster under the thin bikini top.

A small spark of jealousy tightened in her chest.

She was still playing the role of Ryn’s girlfriend, forced to stay close to the shota while Brianna received the open attention of the man who had already taken both of them.

Tina’s fingers tightened slightly around her bow.

She looked away for a moment, then back again, the quiet envy lingering behind her calm expression while the cold mist continued to drift through the frozen tunnel.

Kael finally pushed the thin fabric aside with his thumb and slid his middle finger straight into Brianna’s warm, slick pussy.

The soft green walls clenched around the sudden intrusion.

He began to thrust the finger in and out with a steady, unhurried rhythm, curling slightly each time he pushed deep.

His voice stayed completely normal, as if nothing unusual was happening.

"The way you controlled the vines earlier was clean. Most mages would have lost focus under that kind of pressure. You kept the formation from collapsing."

Brianna’s thick thighs trembled. Her green eyes fluttered half-closed as she tried to answer while his finger worked inside her.

"It... was... nothing... special..."

Each word came out broken, interrupted by the slow thrusts of his finger and the soft wet sounds that followed.

Schlick... schlick...

"You... just... moved... when... it... counted..."

Seraphine’s grip on the hilt of her blood-forged dagger tightened until her knuckles turned white.

Her crimson eyes stayed fixed on the scene.

Another woman was receiving open, intimate attention from the stepfather she still called pathetic, and the sight made something cold and sharp twist in her chest.

Kael continued the steady fingering without changing his calm expression or the casual tone of his voice.

Then he added his index finger, stretching Brianna’s tight green pussy wider as both fingers sank deep inside her.

A suppressed moan escaped her throat before she could stop it.

"Mmph... nnh..."

He began to thrust faster. The wet sounds grew quicker and clearer.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...

Brianna’s thick thighs quivered.

Her full breasts rose and fell under the thin bikini top as she struggled to keep her breathing steady.

Soft green walls clenched tightly around the two fingers driving into her with increasing speed.

Every inward push made her inner muscles squeeze and flutter, coating his fingers in fresh slick.

The heat of her pussy grew wetter and hotter with each thrust, the soft walls gripping him as if trying to pull him deeper.

Kael curled his fingers and pressed firmly against the sensitive front wall while maintaining the rapid rhythm.

Brianna’s green skin flushed darker.

Her hips gave tiny, involuntary jerks against his hand. The wet sounds of her stretched pussy grew louder and more lewd with every stroke.

Schlick... schlick... schlick... schlick...

A sharper moan escaped her before she could fully smother it.

"Ah... nnh...!"

The higher pitch of the sound drew attention.

Dean glanced over. Ryn looked up from his sword. Tina’s crimson eyes locked onto the pair.

Even Eira turned her head, pure black hair under the as her crimson-tinted black eyes widened slightly.

Brianna’s entire body shivered hard with the force of her climax.

Soft green walls clamped down in rhythmic pulses around Kael’s fingers.

A thin stream of clear fluid squirted past his knuckles and splashed onto the cold stone between her thick thighs.

She tried to force words out while still trembling through the aftershocks.

"The... wounds... sting... when... he... is... treating... me... don’t... mind... me..."

The broken explanation came out hurried and uneven.

Dean and Ryn exchanged a brief suspicious look.

Tina’s expression tightened for a second before she looked away as well, muttering something under her breath before she said something to move their attention from Brianna’s earlier moaning.

"But why the Oni demon was lurking inside a low rank dungeon like this?"

Both of them then returned to their own tasks with quiet comments about residual pain from the fight thinking about Tina’s question.

Eira lowered her gaze again, cheeks faintly colored.

Only Seraphine’s eyes remained fixed on them.

’A lying whore seducing a married useless man.’

The thought was cold and sharp, yet her own pussy gave an unwanted throb of heat at the sight of the wetness still glistening on Kael’s fingers and the way Brianna’s thick thighs still quivered.

Kael slowly withdrew his index and middle fingers from Brianna’s pulsing heat.

The soft green walls clung to him for a moment before releasing him with a quiet wet sound.

Thick strands of her slick connected his fingers to her open pussy for a second before breaking. He raised the two glistening fingers toward her face.

Brianna’s green eyes were still hazy with residual pleasure.

She opened her mouth without being told and leaned forward.

Her soft tongue slid out and slowly licked the full length of both fingers, tasting the salty-sweet mix of her own juice.

She took the tips between her lips and sucked gently, cleaning every trace while her breathing remained uneven.

Eira happened to glance up at that exact moment.

She saw Brianna’s lips closed around Kael’s fingers and the clear fluid that had been cleaned away.

A shy flush rose across her cheeks. In her quiet mind the only explanation that formed was that it must be some kind of healing process she did not yet understand.

She quickly looked down again and said nothing.

Seraphine’s eyes never left the scene.

The itch deep in her own pussy grew stronger, throbbing in time with the memory of the dream from the night before.

Heat gathered between her thighs beneath the transparent dress.

She sat rigid against the wall, debating in silence whether she should tell Isolde what she had just witnessed or keep the knowledge to herself for now.

Kael lowered his cleaned fingers and spoke in the same calm, ordinary tone as if nothing intimate had occurred.

"The rest helped more than you think. We should decide soon whether we push deeper or return to the surface."

Brianna’s green cheeks still carried a faint flush.

She adjusted the thin fabric of her bikini bottom with slightly trembling fingers and gave a short nod, voice steadier than before but still low.

"We rest a little longer. Then we vote."

The cold mist continued to drift through the frozen tunnel. Soft wet traces still marked the stone between Brianna’s thighs.

Seraphine’s grip on her dagger remained tight, her own body quietly betraying the desire she refused to name while the group settled back into uneasy silence.