“Aha! Found it!” the warden cheered, suddenly straightening just as I was about to pull up her dress, and as though being snapped out of a trance, my higher brain functions were restored. “Huh?” I blinked, staring dumbly at the back of her head. She turned on her heels to face me, clutching a rectangular, metallic cube to her chest. Finding there to be barely any distance between us, a coy grin curved her mouth before she leaned her ass against the top of the couch’s backrest to create a little more room to show off what she’d taken from the bag. “If you recall, I told you last week we’d have an opportunity to obtain some somnium you could use to craft a more durable gun…” she said, using both hands to present a thick bar of dull metal the color of bone. I took it, and was surprised by how much muscle I needed to put into keeping it aloft. It must have been dense, like gold. “Damn, it’s heavier than it looks. Didn’t you say it was supposed to be lightweight?” “Indeed I did, and i

The test-firing of the somnium gun and the blast shell out in the grasslands had been a bit of a mixed bag in terms of results. Overall, though, I’d call it more or less a success… seeing how the revolver hadn’t exploded when shooting the experimental bullet. After this, and getting me out of my armor and back into my comfortable gray uniform, the warden and I had gone straight to the dining room to satisfy our rumbling stomachs. Over dinner, she’d warned me against using a blast shell during the monster hunt because of what’d happened during the test-fire. I’d promised her I wouldn’t make anymore until we got back to Stone Lock and I could spend some time tweaking the runes to make it not so dangerous. That said, I’d initially made two blast shells and still had one more. So, when I told her how I’d keep the remaining blast shell on hand just in case a dinosaur showed up, and had explained what dinosaurs were, she’d rolled her eyes and made me swear to only use it as a last resort

Steam drifted through the air, covering my naked body from head to toe in comfortable warmth as I conjured the massage table in the middle of the communal showers. Excitement bloomed on the face of the equally naked warden as soon as she saw what I’d created. “I know I said I was planning on winning the teasing game tonight, but I also wanted to show you how thankful I am for how amazing a teacher and friend you’ve been.” “Hm…” Her dark eyes made contact with mine before she gave me a pleased smile and let out a small giggle. “Such a charming sentiment… Is offering such tender words part of your roguish scheme to inflame my desire beyond what I can bear?” “Maybe…” I said jokingly before sincerity mixed with a little sheepishness leaked into my voice. “I really am grateful for everything you’ve done for me, though… thank you.” She didn’t reply right away, and heat started to creep into my face. Then a pale blush entered her cheeks. “You are quite welcome,” she said quietly befo

Too curious to resist what this ‘idea’ was, I got off of the warden and stood in the middle of the steam-filled shower room, jerking off while the warden sat atop the nearby massage table with a look of smug satisfaction. My cock was slick with slippery, rose-scented soap, making it feel kind of like I was masturbating with lube. I debated going hard and finishing as soon as possible, but something in her dark, aroused eyes stoked my curiosity. So, I decided to take my time. “What now?” I asked, giving her a raised eyebrow. “Or do you really just want me to ‘pleasure myself’?” “For now, yes, I would have you continue.” She hopped down from the table and casually strolled towards me, her naked body on full display for me. Stopping just short of the tip of my cock touching her stomach, her eyes held mine for a moment before trailing down my body to watch as my hand lazily pumped up and down my length. I inhaled steamy air deeply through my nose, shoving down the rebellious desire t

The warden blinked at me, a touch of embarrassment in her face at my declaration of wanting to help her make up with her former lover. “Why were you worried about telling me?” I said through a smile, a little confusion trickling into my voice. “In truth, I don’t know. I might have been ashamed by my desire to reach out so suddenly.” Her fingers trailed from my hair to trace slow patterns against my shoulder. She didn’t speak for a moment, but the way she quirked her mouth to the side told me she was thinking something over. I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to continue. “Or perhaps I was uncertain of how you’d react.” A shadow of nerves darkened her expression. “What?” I said with a light chuckle. “Really? Wanting to reconnect with your long lost girlfriend is awesome!” A small smile twitched at the corners of her mouth at my positive reception. “For the sake of clarity, my primary goal is to make amends, not to rekindle our love.” Seeing her try to suppress a big smile