Rebirth of the Nephilim

Chapter 190: Night Watch

“Are you sure about this?”

“About as sure as I am about anything.”

“That does not inspire confidence, Jay.”

“I’m open to suggestions if you have any,” Jay told Aila, head cocked to one side. After waiting for a few seconds with no response, she leaned down and gave her girlfriend a tender kiss. “Don’t stress about it. The worst that could happen is some guards figure out that we’re a bunch of degenerates that like to have group sex. That isn’t the end of the world. Besides, you did an amazing job keeping quiet in that restaurant that one time—”

“Shush!” Aila said, putting her hand over Jay’s mouth. “Don’t even bring that up right now.”

When Aila pulled her hand away, Jay was grinning at her. With an exaggerated flare, she pinched her fingers together and pulled them around her lips, miming a zipper.

“Not a word. Anyways, I’m sure we’ll be fine. Besides, we don’t want to be caught out here without your boosts. You never know when we might run into something more dangerous than a few dozen demons.”

“Only you could have brought me to the point where a ‘few dozen demons’ isn’t considered a major threat,” Aila said as she stroked the side of Jay’s face.

“I’m good for at least one thing, at least.”

“I can think of a few more things you’re good for.”

Aila smiled, shaking her head. Her blue eyes twinkled in the light of the campfire as she looked up at Jay. Something about the way she was looking at her made Jadis’ insides twist in knots. Acting on impulse, she gave her another kiss, this time one that was longer and deeper. When they broke away, they were both a little breathless.

“Alright then, go do your job while the rest of you does your job,” Aila commanded, pushing Jay away.

“Yes ma’am,” Jay agreed with silly grin.

It felt a little weird to be turning away from Aila while at the same time not leaving her at all, but that was just one of the oddities of having multiple bodies. Sometimes it meant she experienced the same situation from various different angles, sometimes it meant she did several different unrelated things at once. In this case, it meant that one of her was going to be standing guard while two of her other selves were fucking her lovers in order to keep their magically granted stat boosts going.

What a weird life she lived.

Jay had not bothered to put her armor on. Getting into her full plate suit was both time consuming and fairly noisy so she’d elected to leave it off, especially since one of her goals that night was to make sure all the guards that were settled for sleep in their tents stayed unconscious and unaware of what was going on over on her company’s side of the camp. So instead of armor, she was just wearing some warm travel clothes and a fur cloak she’d bought in town, though she still had her massive war hammer at her side. It was a good thing she had the cloak, too, since the night was freezing. There still wasn’t much in the way of snow yet, but the cold air was so chilled that a cup of water that had been left on a log by the campfire was already starting to ice over. At least she had the campfire to help stay warm and some company to distract her. Even if that company didn’t have the full details on why Jay needed a distraction.

“You and Aila. You two seem, uh, close,” Briget commented.

“She’s my girlfriend, so I hope so,” Jay said, giving the orc a small smile.

Bridget shifted where she sat on the same log as Jay was, moving a little closer to her. She hadn’t put on her full armor for the night watch either, though she was wearing her breastplate and had her helmet sitting next to her. Not a bad precaution, Jadis noted, and filed that practice away for later use.

“Oh,” she said, eyebrows raised. “Like, official? Dating and all that?”

“Yeah,” Jay chuckled, “Of course. You sound surprised.”

“Maybe a little,” Briget shrugged. “I mean, not shocked or anything, just sort of, well, I don’t know. Fuck, forget I said anything.”

“What?” Jay said, putting her hand on the log and leaning in closer towards the fidgeting orc woman. “You’ve clearly got something on your mind. Go ahead and say it.”

Bridget looked up at her, the orange flecks in her dark eyes reflecting the firelight.

“I just, I guess I don’t get it,” she finally spoke. “I mean, I get the whole sex thing. Sex is fun and all and maybe a little bit of, um, ‘togetherness’ and all that can be fun too. Not that I’ve done that. The togetherness bit. I’ve done the sex part, though. I mean, I’ve had sex before, just not with extra partners—you know what, let me start over.”

Jay waited patiently while Bridget took a deep breath and collected herself. She did her best not laugh even though the orc’s flustered attempts at communication were charmingly amusing. The topic was clearly not one that she talked about often.

“What I am trying to say is,” Bridget began again. “I don’t get how you can have a normal relationship, the kind where you date and love each other and maybe even head towards… more, but you also have sex with a group of other women. And not just those three you already had with you. You also want to invite more. Like me.”

The last Bridget couldn’t say without her face twisting up in embarrassment as she looked away from Jay’s steady gaze. Instead, the warrior picked up a stick from the ground and started jabbing it into the fire, poking up the embers into bigger flames.

Jadis understood where Bridget was coming from. Before coming to Oros, Jadis had never been in any kind of polygamous relationship. She’d never even considered one. And yet, here she was, definitely in some kind of multi-partner relationship. She certainly had her own hangups about it, but it was kind of refreshing to see that someone else in her life also had some difficulty with the idea. Not because Jadis wanted there to be any problems, but because sometimes when things went too smoothly, she felt like something bad was just around the corner waiting to surprise her. Aila, Eir, Kerr, and Thea all seemed content with their dynamic, whatever it was, and also had no issues with a multi-partner relationship that she could perceive. Based on past conversations, she was fairly certain that polygamy just wasn’t stigmatized on Oros like it was back on Earth.

Of course, that didn’t mean that all the locals were okay with it.

“Well,” Jay drawled out, “I’d say the important thing is Aila and I were upfront with each other about the whole multiple sex partners thing from the start. We discussed it and made it clear how we felt about it. We set our ground rules, what we are and aren’t comfortable with, and we respect each other’s boundaries in those respects.”

Jay thought about it for a moment while staring into the fire.

“It also helps that we’re both big perverts. I’m the bigger perv, obviously, but I don’t think we would have worked out at all if Aila wasn’t at least somewhat of a lewd girl like me. I got my obscene sex ritual class for a reason. I’m kind of proving that fact even as we speak. I guess ultimately, I’m just lucky that I’ve managed to find a group of friends who are also big fucking perverts.”

“You’re crazy, you know that?” Bridget laughed, then stifled herself to avoid making too much noise.

“If the shoe fits,” Jay shrugged. “My patron deity is the god of luck and madness, after all.”

“Shoes…?” Bridget frowned, then shook her head. “Nephilim thing, got it. Anyway, it looks like Sabina is on board with the whole sex thing. No surprise. Every elf I’ve ever met has been some kind of pervert freak in private. She’s got to have some of that in her. Uh, no offense.”

“None taken,” Jay murmured as she thought about Eir.

“So, uh, what do you think the odds are of me being into that whole thing you all are about, too?”

Jay’s eyes drifted away from the fire to look at the orc. She wasn’t looking at Jay anymore, her eyes locked onto the stick she was still stabbing sporadically into the fire. She was also obviously flushed, her green skin turned darker. She could probably blame the blush on the freezing cold, but Jadis wouldn’t have bought that for a second.

“Better than even,” Jay answered. Leaning closer, she whispered into Bridget’s ear. “I’d say chances are looking pretty good that you’ll be down to at least give a night with me a chance before the end of this little expedition.”

Bridget glanced up at Jay, clearly trying to put on a confident face that wasn’t completely successful. The fidgety nerves couldn’t help but show through.

“I guess we’ll find out eventually, won’t we?”

“I guess we will,” Jay said, grinning.

Their stare down was interrupted by a soft but clearly audible moan. Jay made no reaction to it, but Bridget was startled and nearly leapt to her feet. Putting one hand on Bridget’s shoulder, she firmly settled the warrior back down.

“Sorry about that,” she apologized softly. “Eir’s having trouble with the whole ‘keeping quiet’ thing we’re doing right now.”

“Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?” Bridget said, looking confused. Then her expression turned suspicious. “Wait. What did you mean by you ‘proving that fact even as we speak’ comment from earlier? What are you doing right now?”

“I’m sitting by the campfire while keeping watch and talking to you,” Jay answered coyly. Then, leaning in close again so she could whisper quietly enough that only Bridget could hear in case there were any eavesdroppers, she added, “I’m also back inside the wagon tent eating Eir’s pussy. Advantages of having multiple bodies.”

“Oh,” was Bridget’s eloquent, wide eyes response.

“It’s for legitimate reasons, of course,” Jay continued. “The ritual I told you about before that would boost your stats requires we have some form of sex at least once every three days or the effects are lost and we’d have to do the full ritual again. Something to keep in mind for the likely future chance you decide to join the club. It’s not just a one-time thing, the whole sex thing. Not only do you get a sixty-six-point boost to a stat of your choice, that boost is only going to get bigger by the way, but you also get the benefit of regularly receiving mind-blowing orgasms. I’m very good at what I do. Ask around.”

“I believe you,” Bridget said, a shiver running through her body.

Jay tilted her head innocently at Bridget’s quivering form. Putting on her best impression of someone who didn’t have ulterior motives, she sat upright and spread her cloak out around her, arms open wide.

“Oh, I’m sorry Bridget, we’ve been so engrossed in talking that I didn’t even notice you don’t have cloak of your own on. You’ve got to be freezing. If you want, you can share mine.”

Bridget bit her lip, one of her large fangs poking out. After a moment, she got up from her seat and moved closer to Jay.

“I guess it would be silly to sit in the cold, huh?”

“It would,” Jay said with a barely contained smile.

Sweeping the slightly hesitant orc closer with one arm, she sat the woman down so she was nestled in her lap. Wrapping the fur cloak around them both, she resisted the urge to put her hands anywhere compromising and instead just let them rest lightly around Bridget in a loose hug. The orc’s steel breastplate was cold against her, but the rest of Bridget was warm and Jadis was quite certain only going to get warmer the longer they spent together.

“Do you, uh, have a battering ram in your pants or is that what I think it is?” Bridget murmured as she wiggled her butt back and forth a little where she sat on Jay’s lap.

“Kerr did warn you,” Jay replied. “I’m giant-sized in all aspects.”

“Right,” Bridget said nervously, though she made no move to leave Jay’s embrace. In fact, she continued to slowly shift and wiggle her ass in a way that was proving to be all the wrong kinds of distracting for Jay in that moment. Not that she could, or would, complain. She’d welcomed the attention with open arms.

Another sudden squeal of pleasure that could be heard over the crackling campfire made Bridget jump.

“She’s really having trouble, huh?” she laughed while looking over towards the wagon-tent with its fabric-thin walls.

“I might have made that one happen on purpose,” Jay admitted.

“You’re a nutter, you know that?”

“Yes.”