Chapter 21 - Erwald the Young
The weirdest thing about walking around as the hero, were the statues of my dick piercing through a dark blob over my crotch. That was the final scene everyone saw, but they also made kid-friendly versions where the dick was actually a golden sword, as golden as the body, which was still bare back and had the buttocks tightened with precise detail to those cheeks everyone saw saving their world.
I was brought forth to a new council that was formed, filled with representatives of all classes rather than just archmages. I half expected the room to dissolve into a pit of desire, but the warlocks had demons with them, and would take breaks in the council matters to fuck some of them as everyone watched. The warriors stroked their cocks with impunity, and the clergy secretly got off to those other two getting off, while the archmages used their attendants if the need arose.
Eventually, the council was able to address the efforts of Erwald Honnenbaum, and mine. I plead my case on the skills I've gained from a rogue, from interacting with warlocks and the clergy while in school, hoping they would allow more intermingling of schooling, to end the warrior sex slavery, the rogue debts, and the mage conscription. I pushed hard for allowing teaching of abilities with impunity, which was met with a lot of resistance.
"If we determine what someone can be by the sort of person they are after finishing basic schooling, their body shape and size, then we remove the possibilities of amazing new things and uphold only the old ways of separation," I said. "Please consider allowing at least the basics of abilities and spells to trade hands, to make our world stronger."
"We will take this under advisement, young mage," Archmage Yagneev the Blue said, while getting his dick sucked by a girl at his side. It was a marvel to see him even being able to get it up at his age, but I was sure magic was involved. "Now, in the matter of Erwald Honnenbaum. We have reached a consensus to grant the use of a forbidden spell on him."
"Forbidden spell?" I asked. "There are no forbidden spells to mages."
"It is a spell that only a priest can perform with the assistance of a powerful mage," Yagneev said, then opened his mouth as he came in the girl's mouth. I had a vague recollection of her face, but could not place it. When she swallowed and stood up naked, I realized that it was the priest girl that cast the mass purification before. I watched her meet my eyes with a drip of cum still on her lip, and smile. "It is a healing of time, and very much forbidden. Erwald Honnenbaum, do you accept?"
"The honor is accepted and appreciated," Erwald said.
"Good," Yagneev said, lifting himself and the naked priest woman into the air on a white platform that flew them both down to Erwald's side. I still didn't understand what was happening, but watched as Yagneev squeezed the woman's tits with both his hands, getting the nipples hard in his ancient hands, and pinched them both to a gasp sigh coming out of her mouth. I wondered what was happening until Yagneev brought up a basin made of white arcane magic up from between the woman's thighs as a drip of liquid came out of her pussy and collected in the bowl.
"In blessings abound, desire of soul, from mine womb anew, reborn," she said, as her pussy juice glowed in the basin. Yagneev lifted the basin to hover in front of him and stuck his fingers in the glowing with his own white glowing finger.
"Aside now, time, forgotten, reverse, give back the rest, return to vitality."
The liquid glowed in a potion of energy, thrumming with life that I could feel, but it also felt like something that could change things in my life. Erwald put his lips to the edge of the basin while watching the blushing priest woman smile, then drank the whole contents of her pussy juice from the basin while she watched.
The spell took effect right away, making Erwald look better until I realized that he was actually getting younger. When the spell was over, his cock stood hard out of control. His face was in pain, and he came up to the priest woman without even asking, slipping his cock inside her as she gasped out in happiness. I watched the now young mage rabbit-fuck the priest that was not expecting his cock to be that long. He came once, then sped up even more to blow his load a few more times as all the cum tumbled out from inside her pussy.
"Sorry, my dear," Erwald said, sounding a lot different without age in his voice. "I didn't mean to use you for my own desires, Rama."
"I came, so I'm happy," she said, smiling, then going in for a kiss, but Erwald turned away. "That hurt. It's Gina isn't it?"
"I love her," he said. "Now I can actually offer her ample desire. I do apologize, my dear."
"You show your age, Erwald," she said, smoothing a hand in his hair with a small tear in her eye. "You have to remember, you're twenty once again, and I am just a cougar thirsting for something wild." She kissed his forehead, and found him hard again, which he immediately remedied by pulling her down to inhale his cock.
"I'm sorry," he said, fucking her throat without being able to resist. When he blew his load, Rama caught my eye and swallowed, then slipped off the cock to cast a quick purify that purged the cum that was still inside her pussy from before. "I need to go." I watched as Erwald teleported, already hard again. I wondered where he went until I saw Walpurgina bent over her seat, getting railed by his fat cock as she moaned out for the council to hear. That made the whole room dissolve into the pit of desire I expected, but seeing as Faustyna was not there, I decided to teleport out, finding myself intruding on Fau masturbating using the dagger I bought her.
The handle was the size of my cock right now, but when she pulled it out, the size increased and she stirred the handle in her pussy, making small thrusts that did not count to make it larger. When she pulled it out next, she was close to orgasm, and the increased size stretched her out as she came, opening her eyes to find me watching her with a smile. She stood up with the sword in her pussy, and rushed me, only to realize there was someone behind me that she ran through by gripping the handle cock with her pussy during orgasm.
"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed, as her moan burst out into the room with blood running down the sword toward her pussy. I pushed her off the sword, but she sprang back into a shadowstep to bury two daggers in the sides of the assailant's head, then pissed herself from holding orgasm. "Are you ok?"
"That was such bad timing," she said. "It ruined my orgasm. That fucking asshole!" Faustyna kicked the dead assassin down and kicked his neck with her naked foot, wincing at the pain. The sword stabbed inside him shrank down to a dagger again.
"I'm so glad you're ok," I said. "But I think it's time for you to tell me about who is trying to kill you."
"Oh, fuck, not this again," Faustyna said. "I don't want him to come after you!"
"Is there some reason you don't want to just kill him?"
"He's connected to the fucking Rogue's Gallery, the halfling little shit that he is," Faustyna said, then looked up with a grimace. "Let's just fuck and not think about this. I still have some of Ermine's golden pussy juice. We could fuck for hours on that shit."
"Faustyna," I said, sternly. Her face relaxed with a sigh. "I want you to be free of this 'halfling fuck'. Please. Tell me more." She looked away for a moment and I felt conflicted. It weighed on her somehow, maybe it had to do with something she did that she now believed the assassins were trying to amend, but I wanted her alive. I wanted her to be free of worry and to come with impunity, unafraid that someone might attack her when she's mid climax.
"Fine, geez," she said. "But you have to pay the toll first." I wondered what she meant until fingers spread her pussy lips apart, staring daggers with those golden eyes until I had my lips against the folds of her labia. She looked down with those golden eyes while I sucked on her pussy lips looking up. She wore such a fragile expression and came quickly, losing herself to my lips and tongue. I felt her thighs close over my head, ears against inner thighs while she squirted right into my mouth. I drank it all while holding onto her ass cheeks.
When she was relaxed in bed beside me, I hounded her for information, and she finally caved, telling me about her past mistakes. She had killed a couple of rich people right in front of their kid, leaving the child knowing she did this. When the halfling prince got older, he still remembered her, but his thoughts were all messed up, thinking she saved him from the parents. Awlrych, the young prince of a halfling nation, was in love with her, and tried to win her favor, but when she told him that she killed his parents, he started sending assassins after her instead, no longer in love with her.
"Why not just kill him?" I asked. "How is he tied to Rogue's Gallery?"
"He's... He's funding it," Fau said.
"Rogue's Gallery needs funding?" I asked. "I thought they'd just steal all the stuff they need."
"That's the Thieves' Guild," she said. "Rogue's Gallery just provides teaching of similar skills. Many rogues join the thieves guild and give back, but many don't, and they go adventuring instead. Others just join the city as defenders against other clandestine operations. There are many different kinds of rogues, you know."
"Even ones as thirsty as you?"
"You looking to get hurt?"
"I'm just asking," I said, smiling. "I would definitely like to invite some of your friends into our bed, if they're up for it."