<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)<br/><strong>Nuria (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Nuria)</strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Godlike   <strong>Class:</strong> Immolator Custom (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/9699466/Immolator-custom-v1.1.pdf)</div></div>Nuria's back arched instinctively when she felt the redhead's nipples drag along the back of her shoulders, athletic muscle rippling beneath the copper of her skin - between the darkness of the cellar, the torches and  candles, its shade was not quite at obsidian drow levels -- but she was certainly harder to make out than her two lovers. The black bodypaint spread to varying extent across various parts of her body only added to it, a strange spectacle of shadow and light as her eyes flashed in the dark, little torches in their own right.<br/><br/>Right now they were intensely focused on the red-tinted skin between Phelypsis' thighs - more specifically, the darker shade of her moist pussy and the wild tuft of brown hair above it. From there those glowing orbs kept stealing glances at the demon barbarian's face as Nuria swirled her tongue around the Anda's prominent and clearly very sensitive clit. Actually catching sight of her sweet expressions was difficult since those two big orbs on her chest kept getting in the way, but when she twisted this way and that way and let out her veritable aria of gasps and moans and precious little coos of pleasure it was certainly enticing enough.<br/><br/>Little did the Godlike know that at this very moment she was being conspired against! Evil machinations were underfoot and with her dripping pussy bereft of Ayca's tongue -- for the moment, she assumed -- the flame-woman had no inkling she was about to<em>literally</em>have a bunch of ice cubes shoved against her heated lower lips -- well, alright, so it wasn't literally. But it certainly felt that way as the cool bottle first brushed against her, the contrast made all the stronger due to her excessive body heat. She suddenly froze  mid motion, goosebumps running over her back and along her arms and legs, her eyes wide as she almost instinctively pushed away -- and ended up burying her face completely and entirely in Phelypsis' gushing cunny. Now a well and proper mess with demon-nectar running all over her chin, she grumbled into the red-skinned woman: "Lil' … warnin' …" but her words were largely swallowed by those luscious thighs and the fact that she had no room to talk left, really. If Phelypsis was some kind of golem and hollow, Nuria's voice might as well come out of her mouth since she was talking -- very ineffectually -- right into her pussy.<br/><br/>But she was granted no reprieve or mercy and her back stiffened once more as Ayca directed and eased her onto the bottle -- her nipples stood out like little daggers at that point and even her usually predatory expression began to dissolve a little into the pained-yet-happy kind of dopey look that Phelypsis had somehow mastered. "Sssss …. Ah! Ahhh." Nuria had no idea what exactly Ayca was shoving into her at this point, nor did she make any efforts to figure it out. Rather than allow her expression to melt any more, she did what she usually did when she came under attack -- she went on the offense twice as hard and proceeded to bury her tongue back into poor Phelypsis. Now in more of a splayed crouching position her legs were doing most of the work and so she had the perfect opportunity to bring her hands back into play.<br/><br/>Two fingers to penetrate her, skillfully and deeply, along her tongue-twisting treats and another two to tease Phelypsis' vulnerable ass. Nuria did not remember whether Phel liked to take it up the ass and thus opted to only tease against her tight sphincter, up and down, up and down -- if the demon wanted to be finger-fucked there, she would somehow make it plain, Nuria was sure.<br/><br/>The first bottle was stuck deep by now and quickly warming up, restoring more of Nuria's mental faculties to her -- the penetrating sensation was sweet, the bottle's long neck unusual but not a bad shape to feel inside her -- it confused the former priestess a bit that there was no movement or other stimulation besides the pleasant fullness, since she had not yet realized Ayca's true intentions, but enlightenment was not far off.<br/><br/>Of course, as wonderful as Phelypsis' reactions were, their giant-sized but adorably fluffy barbarian was not content simply to be ravished. She was still reaching past Nuria's arms and indulging in the warrior's firm breasts. The way Phel played with the Godlike's steel piercings felt wonderful, nerves singing to the still fresh sensation of the metal moving -- brushes, tickles and the fiendish sting of a pinch or three to make her gasp. And then, the barbarian actually did it -- she pulled the rings, earning herself a deep pleasurable half growl-half moan. Nuria went wild when Phel did not stop -- even the toughest brutes of the city seemed to be afraid that her nipples would come off if they started pulling -- for a brief moment the rings grew scalding hot in response to her elation, but quickly stopped when she breathed the excess heat where it belonged -- right into the demon's core.<br/><br/>"S--toopp … don' dare stop …" she somehow managed to form words still, only to be interrupted when yet another cold sensation caused her to nearly jump up again. But this time, she was better composed -- or rather, her heat at this point was enough that the coolness warmed up as soon as the smooth surface was near her. She wasn't so hot that she would burn to the touch -- but she was very heated, very warm, like a hot spring you had to get used to, that would soothe and tire at the same time.<br/><br/>She was certainly eager for more stimulation, however, and gyrated her hips quite happily against Ayca's bottle/pseudo-phallus, never one to shy away from new experiences. Of course, the excess motion was a bit risky with glass involved, but Nuria had not entirely realized what was going on yet -- and probably wouldn't have cared either way. The only thing she was certain of, however, was that after they'd played out the third wish as well, was that she would recruit her fellow Delver on a new quest to fuck Ayca silly next.<br/><br/>Phelypsis' treatment (or mistreatment) of her nipples was not something Nuria'd indulged in herself -- and had rarely ever taken to masturbation as far as any of her compatriots knew. She preferred a partner and it was a rare day indeed that she did not find one. But the intensity with which Phelypsis worked them over was just what she had asked for -- and the passion behind it stoked the flame inside her all the more, especially with Ayca lining up to plunder her depths.<br/><br/>And that was the point Phelypsis did something unexpected.<br/><br/>"… buh?" she voiced in confusion, when the nipple-ravishing treatment suddenly ended. Not because Phelypsis came -- that was very obvious once she started spasming and gushing all over the Immolator, but because at this point Phel pushed her up and away. She didn't think she was being rejected, but it was still odd to Nuria that the demon would rub herself to the finish when she had someone making an all-you-can-eat buffet of her pussy. Still, the sight of the demon's almost trance-like orgasm and frantic masturbation was a treat.<br/><br/>Of course, Nuria being Nuria, she liked to get people into new experiences, so -- she bent to give Ayca a conspiring look and let her know to wait for a moment more before she truly started with her devious plan to claim the Godlike's ass for her own -- and then turned fully, bottle stuck inside her the whole time, and allowed herself to sink back into Phelypsis as soon as she started to slacken her efforts a little, basically using the tall barbarian as a human-sized pillow to lean into now that she was all orgasmed out.<br/><br/>"Theeeerree we go," she purred. "I can turn again if you prefer, but this --" she made a point to pat Phelypsis' large titties and gently rubbed her head against Phelypsis as if she was a great big cat, "is waaay more comfy than the floor."<br/><br/>Finally aware of the nature of the toy inside her, she briefly raised an eyebrow in surprise, but -- as Ayca surely knew she would -- immediately went along with it, splaying her legs again and bucked her hips to present her asshole for 'bottling'.<br/>