The very next day after spanking Brenna's pussy to make her cum over and over, Raven woke up full of confidence and energy; to tackle the preparation for the minotaur hunting quest. Wasting not a second, he quickly put on his jacket and headed downstairs. However, as he got to the ground floor, his focus was abruptly broken by the commotion at the Inn's front door.
Moving closer, he noticed Aerin sitting at the helm of the carriage with a moping look on her face. Taking a quick glance around, he also caught the outline of a woman sitting inside the wagon with the curtains closed shut. It was Brenna, no doubt, but noticing the frustration on Aerin's face, Raven knew they'd just fought.
"Heading off already?" He asked, bringing his attention back to Aerin.
Her eyes glittering at the question, Aerin bounced around on her seat to face her savior.
"Right?! I keep telling her that I wanna stay a while longer but–"
"Aerin! Get us home, NOW!" Screaming from within the closed curtains, Brenna screamed at the top of her lungs.
To Raven, her rage wasn't surprising, after all, he'd fiddled with her body last night as if she was either a virgin or a damned slut.
"See?" Aerin muttered, leaning closer to Raven.
She too wanted to be devoured like last time just as much as Raven would've loved to devour her again. But if Brenna wouldn't let her stay, then she knew she would have to wait until another order for herbs came in before getting to meet Raven again.
"I'll give you a secret visit home, how about that?" whispering it to Aerin, Raven got on his toes and pulled Aerin closer by her dress. Holding her upper body suspended in the air, he brought his lips closer and whispered again. "For now, this should be a good enough souvenir."
Locking Aerin's lips in a kiss, he toiled with her tongue to get a taste of her body. Caught off guard, Aerin's eyes widened, but composing herself pretty quick, she grabbed onto Raven's shoulders and returned the kiss with just as much passion. Mingling each other's taste into a sloppy mess, by the time their lips parted a bridge of saliva formed between the two.
"Keep fighting and I'll come soon enough to take what's mine," Raven whispered to Aerin with the most devilish of smiles.
Hearing him calling her his, Aerin's eyes widened once more, flustered beyond belief she violently shook her before nodding back at Raven. With smiles on both of their faces, the two bid each other bye, and the carriage began moving. And although Brenna hadn't a clue about what had just happened, even she couldn't help her heart beating like a piston.
'Damn that kid, what did he do to me?!' Her teeth gritted shut, she kept trying to get the memories of the night out of her head. Yet failing miserably, her legs laid crossed with her juices coating not just her panties but the spot she'd been sitting on. Continuously aching her tight folds longed for more, however, refusing to let the tingling sensation overpower her, Brenna kept the curtains closed so she could take care of her body with her own fingers instead. But alas, having never masturbated before, she couldn't hope to match Raven's techniques to please a woman.
'I need to get away before I lose my mind!' Knowing that she was bound to fail and submit herself to that desire if she stayed, Brenna wanted to get away from Raven as soon as possible. Thankfully for her, she'd managed just that with her early morning escape. 'To think he did this to my daughter too…'
Fuming in rage while her hands kept caressing her clit, she kept trying to make herself cum all the way back to the forest.
In the meantime, having decided to let everyone else rest after hunting countless slimes yesterday, Raven was on his way to prepare for the minotaur hunt. And for that, he needed to head back to the herbalist and check if she'd prepared what he wanted.
'Then there's the magic shop that I have to sell the extra slime cores we got.' Planning his whole day in his mind, he was storming through the streets making a mental list of everything he had to do.
Halfway through the route, however, something peculiar caught his attention. It was Helga, the strongest barbarian woman in the kingdom and the very same who'd forced Amedith to promise her to marry her daughters. On most days she would carry herself with command adorned in chainmail armor, but today, holding her daughter's hands in a light sundress, she wore a silly smile.
'I never really gave it much heed, but…' Seeing her in casualwear strolling the streets, Raven stopped in his tracks without realizing it. 'Pixie blonde hair with bangs, ocean blue eyes, and a tall frame with just enough muscles to not affect her curves, she looked like a prized woman.'
"I wonder why she left the army…" An abrupt murmur on the side of the streets pulled Raven out of his thoughts.
Looking at a pair of guards watching Helga walking in the distance as well, he eavesdrops on their conversation a little.
"She was a commander apparently, lost her men in a war and bailed out soon after," the other guard replied with a look of disgust on his face.
"Heh, I guess a woman's a woman," as the first guard muttered those words, a streak of anger crossed Raven's eyebrows.
Having dedicated his life to being an adventurer, hearing them talking down on Helga filled him with rage. However, drinking his anger like bitter poison he decided to keep moving, after all the herbalist was waiting for him back at the Lifeclover shop.
'I'll just tell their wives the next time they're in the 'Succubus's Maze'.' Promising himself to snitch on their wives about them visiting the secret establishment, Raven focused on the task at hand once again.