Safe oher side of the vine hallway, Natalie was given a moment to collect her thoughts. Sort of. The tingling in her cock was going nowhere, and her hands itched to touch herself again. The urge was far strohan she expected, especially when the experience hadn't been—pleasurable? No, it had been pleasurable. But too inteo feel good. Though paradoxically, she almost couldn't help herself from doing it again. It would only take a few seds of stroking for another of those insane asms to be crashing over her, right?

  She forced her eyes away from her throbbing cod back to Vaa. She was vaguely aware the irl had been trying to get her attention, but, distracted, she didn't know what. Refog, she responded:

  "I'm fine. I'm fihat st vine was coated with … something. Strong. Made me—sensitive." She was repeating herself, but her thoughts were in disarray. "But, um, yes. I'm fiaking a deep breath while desperately trying to ignore her oversensitive cock, she tinued, "If I don't touch myself, at least." Doing so had been an obvious mistake, not that there'd been any real sequences besides that sed overwhelming asm.

  Vaa stared at her across the twenty-foot gap for a long moment.

  "Uh huh," she finally said. "You're … sure? You looked pretty—" She didn't finish the thought.

  But she could imagine. She was vaguely aware of the noises she'd been making and how hard she'd been writhing in pleasure.

  "And what about me?" Vaa said dubiously. "You're across, but I'm not. Am I going to have to—?" She gestured vaguely at Natalie with her dagger. "Have that happen?"

  "No clue. Just … uh, keep your armor on. They 't take it off themselves, so you should be safe."

  "They'll be fih that?"

  "If they aren't, they'll have a fight." It was that simple, as far as she was ed.

  "If they don't go i's not as big of a deal," Vaa muttered. "Rubbing is—whatever. Least I could expect. But I'm not taking the risk of more."

  "Don't." She wasn't sure whether the magically animated vines had enough intelligeo know 'just rubbing' was all they were allowed to do, so it was best if she kept her clothes on. They were probably trolled by the City itself, so maybe they did … but maybe not, too. So best not to risk it.

  "Should I give you a sed?" Vaa asked. "In case we o fight?"

  "That's probably smart."

  Slumping against a wall, she closed her eyes and waited for the pulsi aivity in her cock to fade. It was still standi, glistening with the pink-hued substance. Even walking a few steps and feeling her shaft bob through the air nearly had her hands shooting down and squeezing it, the o satisfy herself was so intense.

  Not being able to distract herself with versation turned out to be a mistake. Apparently, magically-enhanced super-sensitivity serum otent enough that even fantasies were dangerous. She had the self trol to not touch herself—barely—but with a burniingling up and down her cock, she couldn't trol her thoughts. Her mind lingered on how amazing her cock felt, even sans physical tact, and she couldn't help but start to imagihings. With those fantasies, her cock tingled more, ahoughts grew even less appropriate. A feedback loop.

  A whine escaped the back of her throat as she, unfortunately, began fantasizing about how amazing sliding herself into Vaa's throat had been half an hour earlier. Trying to suppress the thoughts didn't work despite her best efforts. Before she k, she was shaking violently as she leaned against the wall, hips pushed outward and cock jumping up and down as she climbed to the edge of another climax.

  But surely she wouldn't? Not without an ounce of physical stimution? And Vaa was still watg—it would be mortifying.

  That thought was her undoing. The embarrassment of knowing she was being watched by anirl as she came apart without even being touched was enough to push her over the edge. She bit her lip in a futile attempt to stop the high-pitched keening noise from esg her throat as pleasure erupted out of her cock. Rope after rope spttered onto the stone floor, and she shook violently as waves of overwhelming bliss washed through her. Without vines or her own hands to help her through it, this time. And that, surprisingly, made it more pleasant: not as overstimuting. Dizzying, mind-bending pleasure still crashed through her, but without that overwhelming iy.

  Which meant it sted longer. Her entire body trembled as she rocked bad forth with her hands ched at her sides. She lost track of time—and awareness of her surroundings—as her hips thrust lewdly bad forward, spurting out white ropes. When it finally ended, she had no idea how long she'd been climaxing. How long she'd been twitg, dick lewdly spurting in front of Vaa.

  Sagging down, the saving grace was that the powerful substance finally seemed to be fading. Her cock was softening.

  A mier, she worked up the o climb to her feet, clear her throat, a Vaa's eyes.

  "Okay. S-Should be good now," she mumbled. "For real this time. Effect is fading."

  Vaa swallowed. Whatever she thought of the dispy—of Natalie cumming right in front of her without even being pleasured—she at least spared her the embarrassment of aowledging it.

  "Alright. My turn, then."

  Sheathing her daggers, she stepped hesitantly onto the green b of vines.

  "Hopefully it only wanted one of us," she muttered, though she didn't sound too hopeful.

  Natalie's grip ed around her hammer as she watched the irl advance. She didn't think this would turn into a fight, but she could see the possibility. This was the Pace Basement, and if there was anywhere where the mostly-aodating nature of lewd enters would fall apart, it would be here.

  Like with Natalie, it wasn't until halfway through the vine hallway that the pnts reacted. Vaa came to a stop as her footing became tenuous, the vines writhing underh her. A momehey sprouted, slithering up to around her ankles.