This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected

7.10 – Trial Run IV

The plan was simple.

After all, they had not just artifacts that broke spatial continuity, though only in the context of genitalia—and whew, wasn't that a sentence?—but also an extremely skilled illusionist on standby.

So recharging without Astrid noticing? More than doable.

If still tricky.

All teams needed short breaks to regather energy and drink water, maybe have a snack, and so it was on that typical lull in the adventure that Zoey was expected to recharge.

They used their most recent room to do so. The positioning they ended up in wasn't ideal: Zoey, Maddy, and Delta took a seat on the brick outcropping of a large fireplace. Rosalie and Astrid chose to stay standing, facing the other three, not sitting because they wanted to 'keep their blood flowing.' They were cut from a different cloth than Maddy and Zoey. Magic could be physically tiring in an indirect way, and the two mages weren't in nearly equivalent condition to the warriors, so sitting was—well, nice, to recover. Delta probably would've stayed standing too, but she'd sat on the other side of Maddy with a knowing grin, wanting to cozy up with her because she knew what was coming.

Maddy had been chosen as the 'keeper of the cock,' as Delta had once whimsically titled the owner of the linking plate. As the illusionist of the group, she was best suited to discreetly pleasuring Zoey without the rest of the group knowing. And ideally speaking, even Rosalie and Delta wouldn't know which 'rest-stops' Zoey and Maddy used.

The two of them met each other's eyes, and Zoey inclined her head in acknowledgment. I need a recharge, the look said. Maddy understood, because her cheeks dusted pink.

Astrid was a warrior, and of similar advancement to Maddy. It wasn't impossible for non-magic classes to be able to sense magic, or even see through illusions if they were skilled enough, but since Maddy was on equal footing with Astrid and she was an incredibly talented spellcaster, she was capable of fooling the berserker.

Which wasn't something they were taking on faith. Subtle experiments had definitively proved the fact. Astrid had yet to notice any of Maddy's illusions, something the blue-haired girl had been probing to various extents. Even Rosalie couldn't see through Maddy's illusions, though if she knew to look for one and focused, she could sense that there was energy in the air that shouldn't be there. But so long as Astrid didn't have a good reason to look, she wouldn't know. And certainly wouldn't be able to see through it.

Thankfully, Rosalie and Astrid were speaking with each other, buying Maddy a moment to lay the foundations of her illusion. Zoey didn't see what the spell did, but likely Maddy had conjured an image of them behaving normally.

The problem with this encounter was that Maddy couldn't adjust their faces in real-time. She could hide their bodies and hands, but not their faces. Because if one of them needed to talk to Astrid, Maddy couldn't conjure an illusion of Zoey's lips in real-time to match what Zoey was saying.

So. They had to keep control of their expressions. Not necessarily an easy task with what they would be doing.

Zoey sensed the illusion settle over them as Maddy completed her magical working. Another smaller, much subtler spell pinged, and Maddy leaned over to ask in a whisper, "Just to clarify, we are doing it, right?"

Zoey knew without being told Maddy had masked the words. The skilled illusionist could speak privately whenever she wanted, using a sound-barrier. Such a useful skillset for exhibitionism, Zoey mused. Which was no coincidence, because she'd learned a while ago Maddy quite enjoyed public exposure. This encounter might be more exciting to her than even Zoey.

"Yeah," Zoey said, leaning back and catching snippets of Rosalie and Astrid's conversation. They were talking about previous fights, and how they'd engaged together. Theirs was the most intertwined dynamic within the team, with Rosalie even having a skill dedicated to their synergy. "I'm near empty, so be thorough."

"Like, um, what? Do you have something planned?"

Zoey turned a smirk toward her. "You pick. Whatever you can get away with." She waggled her eyebrows. "We only have a few minutes, though, so be fast."

"Hey," Delta murmured into Maddy's ear, so quiet even Zoey barely heard. "Cut me in. Lemme see and hear."

The plan had only been for Zoey and Maddy to interact, with everyone else being subjected to Maddy's illusions, but of course Delta had decided to upend that plan.

Not that it was a problem. If Delta joined in, even as a spectator, that meant more Lust. Probably. The details behind how Lust recharged was opaque. There seemed to be a trend toward more partners, more lewdness meaning a bigger recharge. But they hadn't researched the mechanic, only made general observations.

Zoey felt the spell tweak, shimmering slightly to her sixth sense.

"I'll pat your thigh when I want a sound barrier, so I can speak privately," Delta murmured into Maddy's ear. "Sound good?"

Maddy nodded, her cheeks already coloring, which wasn't a great omen. Since again, their faces were the only thing they had to control, because it would be too complex to manage an overlay when speaking to Astrid, should the berserker address them. Their expressions would show. Thankfully, Rosalie was doing her part and keeping Astrid's attention. It wasn't even forced. The two combat-addicts were more than happy to chatter about how the fights had gone, and how to improve.

Maddy finally pulled the linking plate from her inventory—and so, she was suddenly holding the sizable mass of Zoey's fourteen-inches. She hadn't gone fully hard yet, so it drooped over the edge of the metal.

Maddy's wide eyes—and Delta's—were locked to the linking plate. Unable to help themselves, they both glanced toward Rosalie and Astrid, tense in posture despite how they should be safe. But no, though Maddy held Zoey's cock in front of her, neither Astrid nor Rosalie noticed. Rosalie's eyes were flicking to the three of them, though. She hadn't been 'cut in' on Maddy's illusion, so she had no idea that they were doing anything. All she saw was an image of them sitting there—and maybe Maddy trying too hard to keep a straight face. Rosalie likely suspected, based on that alone.

Holding the metal plate in one hand, Maddy reached out and poked. Her finger sank into the soft skin of Zoey's cock, and Zoey's heart jumped. She forced her muscles to relax, to affect a casual pose and expression. Astrid seemed absorbed with her talk, but she could look over whenever. The last thing their team needed was Astrid discovering they were pleasuring each other under the veil of an illusion. That would be awkward.

Maddy's finger slid down, tracing the length of Zoey's half-hard cock. It jumped at her touch, and Maddy sucked in a breath at the reaction. Blood swelled into Zoey's dick, fattening up with each passing second.

Maddy secured a hand around the base and gave it a squeeze. Zoey breathed out as her length hardened, and she watched along with Maddy and Delta as the flesh engorged and stiffened to an erection. To its full, glorious fourteen inches, which, held in Maddy's palm around stomach level, was a sight to behold. It jutted up from the petite girl's lap, and both Delta and Maddy's eyes traced its length before moving to Zoey's face. Delta grinned. Maddy looked her usual mix of nervous and excited. She was biting her lip.

"She said go fast," Delta murmured. "Stop poking and prodding at it, you virgin. Do something."

Maddy squeaked in protest at that, but the sound barrier of her illusion swallowed the noise. Rather than stammering out a reply, she hesitated, then nodded.

"Right," she whispered. "Then … how about this?"

Normally, Zoey thought magically disappearing her clothes by sucking them into her inventory was kind of boring—seeing her partner disrobe was half the fun. In that moment, though, seeing Maddy just become naked in the blink of an eye as she pulled her bra, underwear, and mage's robes out of existence … revised her opinion. There was something erotic about going from fully clothed to stark naked in a snap of her fingers.

Especially when that girl then set Zoey's cock between her thighs and squeezed, pressing the heavy mass against her stomach—and between her tits, with how short she was.

"Gotta … gotta work into it a bit, though," Maddy murmured, running two hands up and down Zoey's cock. "Going straight into things is a little boring, no?" She let out a shuddering breath and addressed the cock between her legs more than Zoey herself. "But don't worry. I'll take great care of you."