"Are you sure we can't be pirates?" Sylvia pouted, giving Rayne a doggie look with the one eye that wasn't covered by an eyepatch. It reminded her enough of Doggie and her wet tight hole that her futa rod twitched involuntarily under the table.<br/><br/>Youmu gave the elf a playful whack on the noggin, scolding, "We're not out of the woods yet. You can pirate away to your heart's content after this is all over." She nodded at Rayne, "We'll get a head start on finding a ship. C'mon, let's go!" With that she went out dragging Sylvia along by the ear ("Owowow it's sensitive don't squeeze there!") like a naughty child.<br/><br/>Rayne headed back to the cellar - only to find Starstrike accompanying her. "We have a moment to ourselves so I figured we could try to do something about your curse," she explained. "Well don't be shy, you need to get this, um, gladiatrix outfit off first, I'll turn around..."<br/><br/>Whether actually stripping off her stripper gear or making a few swipes in her inventory menu, the microbreastplate and miniminiskirt came off, but before Rayne had a chance to put her underwear back on she found her girlcock, kept on edge from all the low-key teasing, wrapped in the warm grip of slender fingers. Starstrike was kneeling in front of her and giving her shaft a nice slow stroke, getting it rock-hard in her hand.<br/><br/>To answer the inevitable question of what she was doing, Starstrike licked her lips and simply answered "Curse-breaking." Then she elaborated a little more, "It's more likely to work if it's done right after cumming, so... consider this my apology for dragging you into all this." With that she leaned forward, and looking up into Rayne's eyes the whole time, gave the underside of her meat stick a long sensuous lap of the tongue...