[The Norkari Mtns.] Chalet du Sommet Minuit

Kate's wink to Artemis does not go unnoticed by its target. The little gesture quells a concern that had been nagging at the back of Artemis' mind ever since she had known that Kate was coming on this trip. She knew that Naoki was involved in an increasingly serious relationship with the other woman, and would no doubt want to involve Kate in her christening of their new house. On any other occasion, Artemis would have been content to let the two have their fun, and get her own time with Naoki later, but this moment was too important. This house was every bit as much her dream as Naoki's, and she would not be put off this time. It didn't have to just be her and Naoki - she wasn't that selfish - but one way or another, Artemis was going to be involved in the first round of sex in their dream home. Kate's acceptance of her presence erased any lingering fears of some sort of confrontation.

Artemis removes her jacket, tossing it on the couch, and proceeds into the bedroom as she begins the process of removing her combat harness, flying through the webbing and buckles with practiced ease. As Naoki begins to kiss Kate, Artemis lays the weapons on the ground, kicks off her shoes, and joins the other women on the bed. Lying beside Kate, she caresses Naoki's back, the fine leather of her gloves sliding along the exposed flesh towards the clasp of her bra. She plants a kiss on Naoki's throat, and nibbles gently at the skin.

Clothes fly to the floor. Touches and kisses blur together into a warm haze of pleasure, mounting, releasing, and building again, as the women celebrate their homecoming.

<Fade to black>

"Wheee!"

The twins and the Orc slide down, landing on a soft cushion that they placed there earlier.

"That was fun, wasn't it Klur? Let's go explore now!"

They take his hands again and wander around the house.

Where should we go?

Let's go upstairs.

Alright. I wonder what's up there.

Together, they walk up the stairs and wander about. As they poke about, they reach Skarlet's room and hear the creaking furniture and pleasured noises from inside.

Is that...

Yup, miss Skarlet and Mr. Francesco.

Tee hee.

Covering Klur's ears, they move on. As they wander, they examine statues, paintings, and flowerpots. They lift rugs, peer inside vases, and shake tapestries.

Why do they have a giant Katashiman vase with nothing inside?

Its supposed to be fancy.

They walk further, and eventually reach Kate and Naoki's room. They hear the feminine gasps and moans from within and giggle.

Oh my.

Oh my.

All three?

Giggling uncontrollably, they cover Klur's ears once more and lead him downstairs to the kitchen, where they fix him some snacks. Really, the snacks are just crackers with sliced cheese. The twins are not great cooks.

"Here you go, Klur! Eat up!"

Lum smiles radiantly at Maelik's compliments. Then turns her attention to locating Klur. He doesn't appear to be in the room. Though Arya is, the dragoness colors slightly, remembering she had been quite nude a minute ago. Still she rushes up and hugs the paladin.

"Arya! It is good to see you well."

Shen then looks over at Maelik, and asks curiously.

"Where is Klur?"

Klur was pulled forward, his feet slapping against the ground until he gave a proper amount of resistance, soon pulling them back towards him as he cried out in annoyance, his sudden demonstration of his physical power quite a shocker for a five year old boy. Turning back around he ran with short, chubby legs towards the kitchen once more, looking around, failing with grunts of anger and annoyance.

Then he saw it. The wooden pillar of ladders. The guardian of elevation. The stool. He sprinted towards it (Though the speed was not quite that fast) and began to climb on the side of the stools, grasping onto the side bars that supported each leg, finding them quite sturdy as he continued to climb, hoping to escape Lorelei and Lucia, saliva gathering around his mouth as he could taste the meat already.

"Rahhh!"

The only response given to them, his eyes staring to them with presentation of an objective in his mind. He soon stood atop the stool's seat, jumping onto the counter as the stool came to the ground, nearly tripping but surviving it.

Klur soon stabilized himself, hands raised a bit in defense. Looking down to the twins, his face began to grow scared, and ugly, as he began to wine, then jogged to the center of the counter to feel better. Heights, again. He turned towards the center, looking down to see the counter completely empty, growling as he stomped on the ground with his bare foot, skin slapping against the counter as creaking could be heard from the bottom of the supports.

Turning around, he looked to the twins again, pointing to his mouth again with a crying plea for help. He turned around a hundred times, imagining to see a vast selection of sandwiches like before, only maybe with even MORE meat! He licked his lips as he kept circling, getting dizzy to the point where he fell down, grunting and folding his arms together with a small pouting face, head hanging to look at his stomach.

The orc child looked with wide eyes, a small little grunt of surprise and lust in his eyes heard and viewed as he now sprinted across the counter top towards them. However, his trip was inevitable, his own foot stepping upon himself as he suddenly lifted his head dramatically, violently smacking against the counter top with his chin, growling as he turned to his back, pedal-kicking into the air with frustration.

Getting back up after a few seconds of his tantrum he snatched the brick of meat from the twins, his face smashing into it as he ripped off a massive piece, no manners learned nor presented as he chewed with his mouth open, a fair view of his teeth shredding the beef as if they were meant to be cleavers. He continued this carnivorous act if he wasn't stopped, finishing it all with a giggle and a joyous smile as he looked down to the twins, jumping with a small hop off of the ground, hands raised into the air with open hands and a joyous little child's cry in praisement for them.

Klur stared at them, noticing their giggle, making him imitate their laugh as he jumped again, another shout of victory and then another until he tripped and fell forward, wide eyes in horror as he luckily would've either broke his fall on the twins or got caught by them. Either way he ended up crying, eyes shutting tightly with a bottom lip curling, whimpering and tearing up intensely as his balled fists tried to remove the blur in his vision. Goodness how he hated heights, and falling. He began to whimper now, and then cough out a cry.

As they sat him up he gurgled and whimpered still, but soon slowly, gently, freaking out every now and then on his way down, laid flat upon the ground. He rested his cheek against the floor, sighing out one last whimper as his hands spread open, his body touching as much of the ground as possible.

Kate collapses, spent; a satisfied smile curves its way across Naoki’s face as she observes her handiwork. Finished with her task, she moves up to lie to Kate’s left, sliding her right arm around the other woman’s shoulders.

“Has anyone ever told you that you moan in the cutest way?”

In an attempt to elicit just one more of those moans, Naoki’s unoccupied hand palms one of Kate’s breasts, squeezing lightly for a few seconds. With a chuckle, she then moves the hand up to caress Kate’s face, fingers gently tracing the curve of her jawline.

“Let me ask you this question, Kate, in both the immediate and far reaching sense. What would you like to do? That is to say, how would you like to spend the next hour, and how would you like to spend the rest of tonight, and the rest of our time here?”