Chapter 263

There were surely limits to what they could get away with.

Maddy had projected an illusion onto Astrid and Rosalie that suggested the rest of the team was sitting there and listening to their discussion, yes. But the most fundamental issue was that of speech—that Maddy couldn’t fabricate the movement of their lips. Thus, they needed to keep control of their expressions.

Perhaps against a mundane or even weaker wayfarer, she could have used her illusory might to gloss over even the most outrageous of situations—like she had at the restaurant with Zoey. But against Astrid? A fourth advancement wayfarer? Again, there were limits to Maddy’s capabilities. Minor ones, but some nonetheless.

And the foxgirl strapping on Zoey’s cock to undoubtedly begin to plow the illusionist with her full might?

That might ... stretch those limits.

“As long as we keep our faces straight, we’ll be fine,” Maddy panted. Delta situated behind her, knees on the brick of the fireplace’s outcropping. “Just, no lewd faces. I can even take care of the blushing. But not our expressions while we’re talking to Astrid. Hard to fake speech. That’s the one thing we need to keep control of.”

She was clearly reiterating the terms of the engagement more to herself than Zoey or Delta. Zoey, for her part, was handling things best out of all of them. Sort of.

Leaning back and barely keeping her face straight, she didn’t have much of a part to play. Besides how it was her cock about to plunge into Maddy. And that her girlfriend had strapped it onto her, about to rail into the illusionist.

But actively speaking, she didn’t have much of a role. She just had to sit there and not make any lewd faces. Like Maddy had reminded them. And Zoey was reminding herself, again. Because, ah. It wasn’t going to be easy.

If there was one shining beacon of hope in this situation, it was Rosalie’s fetish for wayfaring. Despite the circumstances, she was chattering on about strategy, the monsters they’d encountered, skill usage, and so on, thoroughly holding Astrid’s attention by sheer dint of never letting the conversation dwindle.

“It might be worthwhile to move together,” she was saying. “I feel my Phalanx skill weakening whenever I separate to flank. But perhaps if you lunge forward at the same time, the benefit will persist by proximity? We can coordinate our attacks better.”

“Possible. Sometimes, can be worthwhile to ignore skill for tactical benefit.” Astrid nodded in acknowledgment of the obvious counter-argument. “Sometimes. Worth trying your suggestion.”

Zoey, of course, was barely paying attention. Because to her side, her girlfriend was poised behind Maddy, who was on all fours, bracing as Zoey’s cock was lined up to her entrance.

The only other time Zoey had fucked Maddy—with penetration—it had been with two rubbery bodysuits in the way. Thin as they had been, there’d still been some sensation-removal. This time, it would be Zoey’s bare cock penetrating Maddy’s exposed pussy. Not that condoms made sex not sex, but ... it was at least slightly more intimate without anything in the way.

And it would be with Delta manning the guns. Zoey didn’t have an ounce of autonomy in this situation. It would be her girlfriend choosing what pace they set. And even whether she finished inside their shared partner.

Delta sighed softly as she gripped her cock—Zoey’s cock?—and pressed into Maddy’s waiting hole. Soft lips parted as she leaned her hips forward, though only enough to split Maddy halfway. Just starting to start to spread wide. Maddy sucked a breath in at the imminent penetration.

“This is definitely my favorite piece of loot,” Delta murmured, gripping Maddy’s waist tightly and admiring the girl from behind. “Have I said that already?” Delta herself could partially feel through Zoey’s cock, thanks to the linking plate. So they were sharing the small blue-haired girl, directly as much as indirectly. “Here we go, then. Time to recharge.”

Without further preamble, Delta sheathed herself. Not gently. A hard jerk forward plunged the entirety of Zoey’s fourteen inches into Maddy. The petite illusionist arched her back with a cry of surprise. A loud impact of flesh on flesh echoed as her ass clapped against Delta’s hips, and that was just the first thrust. Delta didn’t stop, withdrawing nearly all the way and slamming back in, making Maddy collapse forward as she adjusted to the onslaught, her cheek smooshing against brick as her eyes rolled up.

So much for keeping their expressions under control.

“Have to ... look normal...” Maddy moaned. “Go easy! You’re gonna ... get us caught!”

Delta smirked, obviously pleased she’d forced the request out of her. But she did what she was asked. The foxgirl’s rutting became slightly less hectic, though the girl still pulled out her entire length before slamming back inside repeatedly. Gentler—but not going ‘easy.’ Maddy climbed back onto all fours, shakily, and wrestled her face into a neutral expression. Or something close to one. The best she could manage.

“It’s crazy that neither of them can tell,” Delta said, purple eyes drifting up to the two unaware parties. A loud slap echoed through the air as she slapped Maddy’s ass, drawing a gasp of surprise. “We’re fucking right in front of them, and they have no idea. Gods Above, I love illusionists.”

“And I love your cock,” Maddy moaned, head dipping down as if she could barely keep it up. “It’s so big. I can feel it in my stomach.”

Delta raised an eyebrow, then shared a delighted grin with Zoey.

“Oh yeah?” Delta purred, punctuating her next thrust with a squeeze of the girl’s ass. “You love my girlfriend’s cock that much? Her big, fat monster dick? You love getting fucked right in front of your friends? Bet you want us to get caught, you gross pervert.” Delta’s pace picked up again, back to that frantic rutting she’d started with. “Better not make too lewd of a face, or they’ll catch on.” She reached forward and yanked Maddy’s hair back, pulling her body into an arch as the foxgirl took her from behind. “Wouldn’t want to compromise our team, right? Just because you can’t keep your mouth shut when my girlfriend’s cock is stirring up your insides?”

Maddy tried to respond, but was incapable. Mouth hanging open and her eyes rolled up in her head, her moans became more frantic as Delta shoved Zoey’s cock into her harder and harder. Despite her own raging arousal, Zoey grew increasingly worried for their stealth mission. If Astrid looked over right now...