"What did you call me?"

  Natalie wi the expression on Vaa's face. "Uh. Just said it in the moment?"

  "Why do you keep using that word for me?" she demanded. "I'm not 'cute'."

  Iermath of a vigorous throat-fug, red-faced with saliva dripping down from her , Natalie was temporarily ined to agree. Cute wasn't the first word that came to mind. At least, that would've been the case if she hadn't been gl in e over 'that word' being used for her.

  "Agree to disagree?" Natalie joked, maybe unwisely. She fell onto her ba the bed a out a huge sigh. "You know, you took that better than I thought. You're a natural."

  "I'm not sure 'natural cocksucker' is a pliment."

  "Wasn't much sug happening," Natalie snickered. "Natural dick taker? Whatever you wanna call it."

  "Do you wao kill you?"

  "At least I'd die happy," Natalie sighed. "Seriously, that was amazing."

  "Ugh," the girl said, rolling off the bed and stalking to where Natalie had thrown her armor. "You're impossible sometimes. Get dressed." She tossed Natalie's metal bra at her. "Still have a mission to get to, if you've fotten." Her lower piece of armor followed, then her boots and gloves .

  Mid-task, Vaa paused, distracted by something. She flexed her hands in front of her face, blinking in surprise. She hopped a few times from side to side, then dashed to the other side of the room. It took a sed for Natalie to uand what was happening.

  "Oh, wow," Vaa said. "You weren't kidding. I'm not even fighting, and I feel how big the stat boost is. That's some skill."

  She emphasized the statement with a few more dispys of speed and acrobatics. Straightening out, she seemed tet about the offensive word Natalie had used for her; her focus was on the buff she'd gotten. A bat-obsessed delver, as usual.

  The ge in attitude was swift enough that she even seemed tet the lewdhat had been happening minutes prior: that she'd just gotten a sizable load of cum shot down into her stomach, and that her face was still a mess from the rather thh abusing Natalie had put it through.

  She briefly wondered whether she should return the favor. She'd gotten a wonderful asm out of the 'skill requirement' of [Divine Invigoration], but Vaa hadn't. Though, by the enthusiasm she'd shown while taking Natalie's cock, she'd enjoyed herself.

  As, the moment had passed, so Natalie knew what response she would get: Vaa would dee, g a ck of practical reasons to do so.

  She might have tried her hand at pinning Vaa down anyway, but they did have a Pace Basement assig ing up, and that whole ordeal would e with a number of climaxes for both of them. o rush.

  She went about ing herself up using the ing agent. Afterward, she passed the towel and liquid to Vaa, who, blinking, remembered she had plenty that needed ing too. She took the vial with a blush.

  "You got it everywhere," Vaa muttered, wiping her face off. "And I'm still mad how you hit me with it, by the way. That was rude."

  "My bad," Natalie said, though both of them knew Vaa had liked it as much as she had.

  A few mier, they were presentable again and striding back out into the pace as if nothing had happened. As if a few moments earlier she hadn't just been spping her hips into Vaa's fad watg her throat bulge. Such was their new 'normal' iy of Eros—if admittedly she hadn't fully adjusted to it yet. It would take more than a week to get used to such stant lewdness, especially the public sort the City loved to funt. She still couldn't pass by the occupied pillories without her cheeks fming.

  Heading down the pace hallways with Vaa by her side, apprehension for their uping assig rose within her. It was time for, by all ats, the 'lewdest' of the assigs a person could be offered iy of Eros—though upper-ranking Arena stakes could get pretty crazy too.

  The Pace Basement, from what Natalie had learned, was simir to a normal themed dungeon floor: it kept the aesthetic of stone celrs and passageways throughout and tained a variety of monsters and traps. But the real theme wasn't the aesthetics, but the frequency of that type of enter. Where she might bump into a few such events with her team on a regur durip, delving the Pace Baseme every few rooms might e with a lewd enter—or more often than that, depending on their luck.

  That said, there would be regur enters too. Or, as one girl had suggested while giggling, maybe there were deviants who were willing to 'do it' with anything, including regur monsters—so every room was lewd, if you thought about it. Natalie had no iions of testing that theory; if they ran into a normal, non-humanoid, non-busty wolfgirl-monster monster or simir, she would be killing it, not testing how amehey were to the idea of fug rather than fighting.

  But in the worst-case sario, she had braced herself for anything. Diving into the Pace Basement was giving b sent for the variety of situations that could be found within. She and Vaa stood signifitly better odds at fighting their way out of anything they didn't feel enthusiastic about, at least, but there were no guarantees.

  The entrao the Pace Basement was found through an unassuming wooden door i area of the pace. There were a few people hanging around the door hoping to team up for their bi-daily assig. Finding a team wasn't the easiest task, though, since most people preferred to tackle such degeneracy themselves. Plus, grouping up essentially guaranteed sexual enters between party members. Either a positive or a ive, depending on the person.

  A few people of both genders propositiohem, but she shook her head to dee. Swinging the Pace Basement door open and looking into the staircase that dipped into pitch-bess at a supernatural speed, Natalie took a breath a Vaa's eyes. The irl hesitated briefly before lifting her , squaring her shoulders, and striding into the dark tunnel—perhaps to stop herself from losing her nerve.

  Natalie, of course, followed.