[Task complete: Establish fair rationing system]
[Reward: 10kg of assorted meats, +3 attribute points, ever-embers]
Visha looked at the reward. All these things were just what she needed. Especially the ever-embers. They didn't need to constantly go out and look for firewood. She, however, didn't say anything to anyone.
Unless it was necessary, there was no reason for her to take them out. And she had a feeling that they would come in handy sooner than she thought.
She added the attribute points to her stamina, strength and agility. She didn't feel any different, but she didn't doubt the system. Just by how strong the females of this world were, she knew she had a long way to go.
[Host: Visha Solace]
[Race: Human]
[Stamina: 6/10]
[Agility: 7/10]
[Strength: 7/10]
[Current status: Calm, Fatigued]
Seh looked around the cave.
The cleaning initiative had already started. She had all the potatoes and ginger put to the far side of the cave. It was actually a small bend. It hid the potatoes from view and didn't reduce their living space.
She had them put the meat outside. They couldn't smoke it inside because that would be more of a mess. She asked them to use some of the ginger as seasoning, hoping to lessen any gamey flavours.
She had them use the wood that was slightly wet to produce smoke. Any animal skins that were not in use. She asked them to roll them up, and each person tucked them close to their sleeping quarters.
She herself used animal skin to tie a bundle of twigs as a makeshift broom to sweep out any dirt left behind by the potatoes and giner. As well as hoping to cover any blood that fell in the cave.
With so many hands at work, it didn't take long for them to finish. There was still some daylight, and Visha decided that everyone should go to the river to bathe.
After much persuasion, they didn't leave anyone to guard. Visha, under the guise of checking the things in the bend, took everything into her inventory. When she returns, she will make sure everything is fine, and they are none the wiser.
She specifically told Xeno and Uri to clean up properly, even under their nails.
After what happened this morning, she knew those two would let her sleep alone. And if they wanted to sleep near her, they had to be clean.
They cleaned quickly and went back to the cave. Visha released the things, and everyone looked refreshed and rearing to go.
She was glad she had the foresight to have someone fill the stone barrel with water earlier, or they might not have had any water for a few days.
Once again, taking the lead position, Visha spoke, "Everybody did a great job today. I know it's going to be hard for a while, but before the harsh winter sets in, we need to hunt and forage as much as possible. I'm sure everyone is tired. Even the little ones are already asleep, so go do your thing."
After a long day, the three, almost lovers, huddled together. It was time for them to talk.
"Tell me, why didn't you let me stab that bastard to death?"
Visha had to whisper; she knew beast men had great hearing, and she didn't want anyone else hearing their conversation.
Without any preamble, Uri responded, "It's winter, we can't afford to lose the workforce. You saw it yourself today. The extra hand made all the difference."
She thought about today and how, despite being a piece of shit, he still did what he needed to do. She couldn't deny it even if she wanted.
She could only remain silent. An indicator that she understood. She, more than anyone, wasn't used to the conditions. If things were easier with that scum around, she would wait until winter ended. After that, she never wanted to see him again.
"Fine, I won't say anything else about it. If he comes up to me again, I really will gut him."
"We won't stop you."
Xeno was happy to hear that Visha didn't like Grik. He and Uri were enough. They didn't need anyone else.
Exhausted from the day, the three fell asleep.
Ahh...ahhh...nnhhgg
*slap* *slap* *slap*
Visha's brow furrows in her sleep. The sounds around her make it impossible to sleep anymore. Especially considering what she was hearing.
Opening her eyes made the sounds even more obvious.
The sounds were unmistakable now. The sound of skin against skin, sensual moans that lead to promises of more. Sinful sounds that Visha couldn't ignore.
She never expected that such a thing would happen. Had she thought about it, she would have expected the outcome.
The longer she lay there, the louder the sounds became. The energy in the air became charged and heavy, making her hyperaware of the two men she cuddled between.
"...Sha," she heard the unmistakable voice of Xeno from behind her, low but tentative.
Her body shivered, not from cold, but from anticipation. The thrill of what was to come. Her mind was hesitant, but her body was willing. Xeno, who was behind her, couldn't see her face. Uri, at some point, had already taken in her expressions, waiting for the moment she would say yes.
Yes, to what? She wasn't sure.
Visha couldn't help but think, she should have expected this. They are beasts. They weren't from the same world. Her world, a place where the most tightly covered was the most modest and primal instinct in the open, was frowned upon.
This world, their world, catered to primal desires as though they were a part of life. Interwoven in everyday life.
She should have known when she saw how easily everyone was able to free themselves to bathe. No one looked shy to see another's body.
She should have known.
Now, here she was between two men who wanted her, and whom she, despite herself, wanted.
They were waiting. Waiting for her to say yes. She could feel Xeno's erection against her back. And Uri's eyes, his eyes looked as though he was ready to devour her.
She didn't know who moved first.
The animal skin she had worn earlier was completely removed. Her body lay bare to their gazes. She reached out and touched. Her hands made contact with their stomachs. Their bodies tensed.
A hand reached up to touch her thigh; she gasped. His fingers traced her skin, his eyes locked onto her. Observing every move, sigh and moan. He never went further, only slowly tracing patterns on her thigh.
The one behind her kissed the sensitive curve of her neck. His tongue lightly licking, his hand on her stomach, holding her in place.
The touch on her thigh drifted ever so higher, teasing, tempting yet never touching. The kisses on her neck moved to her earlobe. She heard the low rumbling call of her name.
Her hands moved of their own accord. One, reaching up to grab the golden mane of the man behind her. The other, moving down to greet his erection. He won't touch her, but she will touch him.
The moment her hand came into contact with it, she heard the sharp intake of breath. She couldn't help smiling before tilting her head and meeting the other man in a searing kiss.
Just as he did, her fingers teased and tempted.
The one behind couldn't help inching upwards, cupping her breasts, just as the man, whose hand was on her thigh, finally touched her core.
A moan escaped her lips as she arched against his touch.
"Uri, Xeno," she called both their names, a whisper, a plea.
Her other hand now reach down to touch Xeno. Her finger made contact, a growl left his lips. Uri, played with her core, teased her. Separating the lips, Uri teased her clit.
Ragged breaths escaped her lips. She grasped both men in her hands, their heat threatening to burn. She began to move tentative strokes at first, then firmer. Uri set the maddening pace, and she responded.
Their low growls filled the cave, a symphony of moans and ragged panting. She could feel them swelling in her hand. Their hips jerked into her fists. Uri's slipped a finger inside her, his thumb working her clit. She could feel her body tightening.
Their control, too, was slipping. Replacing it was the primal need to release. Her back arched, a cry tearing through her throat as her body convulsed. She felt them pulse in her hands.
Ours. Theirs.
None spoke, yet they were all of the same mind.