Author's Note:
A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The main goal of the story, however, is to tell an epic tale of adventures, gods and goddesses, fae, and nymphomaniacs. This episode and every episode to come will be available for free on Literotica for the foreseeable future. All characters that engage in sexual or suggestive situations are mentally and sexually mature: the human equivalent of 18 for their race.
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Bachelor
Ashyr and Selene lounged along the edge of the giant room. The sitting area they were in was one of several places of comfort set up around the hall that overlook the divinely beautiful gardens below. It was just secluded enough that it felt private while still being able to watch what was going on around them. They had been watching Caleldir do the rounds of introductions, but eventually settled sleepily half-reclined against each other on a royally upholstered daybed.
Their clothing had gotten an upgrade since their transformations. Selene's robes now had a moon motif with runes and other decorations that seemed to shimmer and shine without light needed to shine on them. The cloth was cut low to reveal perfectly perky cleavage and the majority of her thighs. Somehow, though, she flashed neither nipple nor pussy no matter how she moved. Her platinum hair was elegantly curled and piled on top of her head to frame her tiara-shaped headband artifact.
Ashyr was much less fancy. She still wore armor that looked like leather. It covered about as much of her body as Selene's did, except there was a window cut out at her midriff to showcase her toned feminine abs. Her wild hair still adorned with a collage of trinkets was pulled back into a moderately high tail at the back of her head.
"Shouldn't he be done with the goddesses soon?" Selene asked her companion, clearly annoyed.
"You know, if you're horny, we could always..." Ashyr said with a suggestive waggle of her eyebrows.
"And be in the middle of it when the solar finally brings them around?" Selene scoffed.
"We could pull her into it! Maybe this time we can have a bit of a struggle first. See who can force the other to orgasm! I bet that would be fun now that, you know, she's been awakened to sex," Ashyr suggested as she casually slipped a hand beneath Selene's robe to rub her hand against her thigh.
"Fighting and Fucking. That's all you'll ever think about now, is it? And I thought it was bad before," Selene grumbled.
"Aren't you an eromajin? Aren't you supposed to be incredibly horny all the time as well?" Ashyr laughed.
"I did a bit of study of Althaia's sealing rune that lets her keep her libido in check. It's god-tier magic, of course, so I couldn't replicate it exactly, but I could reverse-engineer a measure of control as long as I fill my quota for the day. Easy enough to do with Ylene," Selene explained. Though, even as she spoke, her thighs spread to give Ashyr more room. Whether she noticed this or not was a mystery.
"I've been meaning to ask you that. Where is Ylene? I never see her around, but you mention her all the time as if she's right next to you," Ashyr asked, glancing around.
"You have not been paying attention," Selene observed.
"Er... should I be? Ylene is your pet- er, familiar. She's cute and all, but..." Ashyr shrugged. "Don't tell me you expect more of my attention to go to your catgirl?"
"Well, no. I suppose not," Selene allowed. "Anyway, while you were undergoing your training and transformation, one of our projects was to teach Ylene shadowstep - technically, we had already been working on that and just needed a boost to complete it. She's lived in my shadow ever since. It's the best way to keep one's familiar safe. Otherwise, they can be a huge liability."
"Ah. That would be an effective move!" Ashyr commented thoughtfully. "I should learn that."
"After the wedding and the fight with Lolth, maybe," Selene shrugged.
Ceuphaera stepped through a dimension door, Caleldir following quickly behind looking dazed.
"Most beloved of my Master," Ceuphaera began respectfully. "As any-half mortal who has been aggressively flirted with by five goddesses at once - including the Goddess of Beauty, the Goddess of Hedonism, and the Goddess of Partying - my Master is feeling overwhelmed and may take a few minutes to recover. I hereby relinquish him into your care."
"I won't take that long to recover," Caleldir said quickly.
"Sit with us," Ashyr asked him. She and Selene separated to give him space between them. Caleldir quickly took the offered seat, letting out a contented sigh. "How do you like your future wives?" Ashyr asked curiously.
Ceuphaera saluted and disappeared.
"Most of them are people I already know and love," Caleldir replied. "But... but seeing them all in one place is a bit overwhelming."
"A few more than were at the wivesmoot, huh?" Ashyr commented as she settled halfway into Caleldir's lap, leaving just enough room for Selene to mirror her on the other side of him. "Goddesses instead of just demigoddesses. And half of them outclass us despite our power boost. It's a good thing we claimed him when we did, eh, Selene?"
"I, at least, intend on ascending both of us at the earliest opportunity," Selene declared. "We've already made the first steps. If we're going to be any assistance with The Divine Bitch, we're going to need an enormous power boost."
Caleldir hesitated. "The goddesses said that they were working on that. Though Freyja was very cagey about the details. I could tell that Aelsuna was uncomfortable about the plan, though. They did mention that you two will be critical. Ellistraea seemed very proud of both of you for what it is worth."
Selene grunted. "I don't know how to feel about that." She pulled at the image of a crescent moon depicted on the skirt of her robe. "I enjoyed wearing spider webs despite having no fondness for the goddess of webs. I would still wear them, but it doesn't seem appropriate now. Ellistraea is better than her mother - obviously - but I don't like how chaotic she is. I would just rather... ignore goddesses and continue with my research and education. Be my own goddess. Follow the ways of Order and Knowledge. Similar to my father, actually."
"Yeah it's kind of weird for me too," Ashyr admitted. "I mean, I've even been empowered by Ellistraea! But it would feel strange to, like, pray to her. Especially now that she's going to get married to Caleldir. It's as if we're on the same level as her."
"That's what the situation seems to be. It's culturally different than being a Consort - which Caleldir will still be to Duskhaven, making you, the formal Matron, take precedence over a goddess. Er, except now that you're a Valkyrie, our Iondae is next in line, and we don't interbreed such close relations. She still controls his sexual encounters, but isn't a wife." Selene sighed. "It's going to take us a while to figure out our role and the hierarchy of things."
"Yeah. It'll be easiest if everyone here finds a way to be a goddess," Ashyr concluded. "I don't know if we need to establish a hierarchy beyond that."
"I am sure Ceuphaera will be happy to organize something," Caleldir said with an affectionate shake of his head. "She seems to be pretty on top of things ever since joining up with us. Did she tell you about her plans thus far?"
Caleldir quickly filled them in on the Sulfurous Solar's plan for seven familiars, one hundred and eight wives, various concubines, how being Consort, Incubus, God, and various other contracts would fit in, the end of Astellodia's curse, and Ceuphaera's own resolve to be the last bride ever. "Eventually, all one hundred and eight wives will be some sort of immortal entity," he finished the explanation. "She said there would be a mixture of Goddesses, Demigoddesses, Celestials, Archfey, Archdevils, Demon Lords, and suchlike."
"I think I like this Solar," Selene muttered.
"Wow! Really?" Ashyr laughed at her cousin.
"Yes. Really. She values Order so much that I think life will be easier on me. Otherwise, the task of reining in Aelsuna and, ugh, Marigold, might fall upon me. At least partially," Selene explained.
"There are others who would do that first," Ashyr observed. "Birchborn. Naliira."
"Don't forget Faraia," Caleldir added with a laugh.
"None of them have the force of personality that Ceuphaera seems to have. Not even combined and tripled. Ugh, I don't want to think of the limiting logistics. There'd always been Team Expansion and Team Limitation, with Team Expansion inevitably gaining ground due to the force of Caleldir's Fate. Instead, we're free to continue our magical engineering," Selene told Ashyr.
"Ceuphaera is older than Aelsuna Herself by at least twofold," Caleldir agreed. "She is enough of a force of nature to reign in even the likes of my sisters. Probably why my father pushed her in my direction."
"So how do you feel about having sex with her?" Ashyr asked, sliding into Caleldir's lap. He put his arms around her, looking contemplative.
