The same night as the rescue, some slept more easily than others. Both Audrey and Roxanne were in the former category, as being yelled at by Freya had left them shattered. Fully awake in their shared room, the two lay beside each other, staring at the ceiling with no signs of either of them falling asleep anytime soon.
"We messed up pretty badly, huh?" Audrey whispered, and at first her words did not register in Roxanne’s mind.
But when they did, she turned to her friend and asked her something that had been troubling her about that confrontation.
"Hey...uhmm, about what Miss Freya said," taking a deep breath, Roxanne looked into Audrey’s eyes with a nervous look. "Does Rudy really have a crush on me?"
"Hmm?" Furrowing her brows, Audrey stared back at her like she was crazy. "You didn’t know? Are you serious?"
A bit flustered, Roxanne quickly looked away and stammered with her words.
"O-Obviously I don’t! Why else would I ask?!"
"He follows you like a little duckling does their mother duck, and you never stopped to consider if he likes you?" Instead of getting lighter, Audrey’s expression soured some more. "You’re just as dull as he is then! No wonder you two haven’t even kissed yet!"
"How would I know he never said anything!" Covering Audrey’s mouth as soon as she turned back to her, Roxanne shut her down for the moment and complained further. "And keep your voice down, what if someone hears?"
As the two fell quiet following Roxanne’s request, suddenly a voice right next to their room caught their attention. Honing in on it with furrowed eyebrows, they looked at the wall and listened closely.
"What is that sound?" Roxanne muttered, and not a moment later, a loud moan reverberated from behind that very wall.
Flustered red by the pleasure-doused voice of a woman moaning like a whore, both Roxanne and Audrey lay there staring at the wall, stunned. After a moment, they tried to hide their blushes and ignore the sound, but as another voice yet again, they couldn’t help but look away. But in doing so, their eyes met in the middle of the mattress.
"Ahhh~ Fuckk~ I love you~ I love the way you stretch me so muchhhhh~!!" At first, only Aura’s voice was bleeding through the walls, but as her ass began slamming down on Zephyr’s balls, the wet sound of her pussy devouring her master’s massive cock echoed throughout the hall.
Since most people were already asleep, they either didn’t hear it at all or ignored it in their dreamy state of mind. However, for the girls, the constant clapping of a fat asscheeks and the loud smacking of lips paired with loud moans calling someone ’daddy’, ’master’, and everything in between, was nothing short of a nightmarish lucid dream.
"Wh-who is that?" Audrey muttered, her eyes quivering and her body building up a new form of heat from within.
With a quivering gaze, she kept staring at Roxanne, and since her demi-human nature was more wild than that of a human, her groin was already tingling as if she were in heat. Handling it slightly better, Roxanne could feel herself blushing, and her ears burned with a sudden rush of blood gushing to her head. Despite that, the mere thought that someone was having sex right next to them and that too in a way that would make someone scream like a banshee, had her anxious and panting for breath.
"Aren’t those two..." Taking a deep gulp, she placed a hand on her heart and heaved. "The ones who saved Rudy, aren’t they staying in that room?"
The moment those words left her mouth, the streak of blush on both of their faces grew redder. Without saying another word, their minds returned to the merchant and his slave. Neither of them appeared so assertive as to be making such a mess, but since the moans and the creaking of the bed were louder than anything at this hour of the night, it was clear that they were monsters in bed.
"Should we..." Breaking the silence between them, Audrey hesitantly spoke up again. "Should we tell them to keep it quiet?"
"What?! NO! I don’t wanna knock on their door!" Just the thought of having to greet the merchant at the door with the slave girl lying naked in the background was enough of a deterrent for Roxanne to try anything of the sort. "I-I’m sure they’ll be done soon enough anyway, let’s just plug our ears until then."
"Y-yeah..." And so the two did just that, plugged their ears with cotton balls.
However, the rocking of the bed, the sound of a fair blonde’s desperate moans, and the wet noises of her pussy being pounded into the bed by a monster dick couldn’t be stopped from reaching their ears. Too embarrassed to speak at this point, the girls buried their heads against the pillow and tried to drown out the noise.
The result, however, was quite the opposite of what they’d expected. Isolating themselves, their minds ventured down a deep, dark lane. What was going on inside that room for Cecilia to be making such lewd noises, and what in the world was that flimsy-looking merchant boy hiding between his legs to be rocking the entire bedframe?
In their exploration of the lewd phenomenon, their minds returned to the only other point of comparison that they’d had. Rudy’s dick and his body, neither of which was that impressive, and they could easily tell despite not having seen another man naked in their lives. Compared to him, whatever Custer had must’ve been impressive–or at least above average, or so they thought.
"FU-FUCKKK! FUCKK! YOU’RE SQUISHING MY BABYMAKER!!! AHA~HAAAA~ GIVE IT TO ME, MASTER! CUM INSIDE YOUR PRETTY WHORE~!"
Shifting some more to Aura’s voice, the girls covered their bodies under their blankets and, for the first time in their lives, reached down their panties with another person right next to them in their beds. They couldn’t even remember the last time they’d masturbated, much less with someone right next to them. After all, in their heads, both felt like sex and such were things to do with someone that they loved, but after listening to the moans for hours on end, their bodies just could not be helped
Biting the pillow and turning their bodies away from each other, the two ran their fingers up and down their clit while following the rhythm of the rocking bed. Before they realized, their minds were consumed by an orgasm chasing haze.
Chasing that edge, they breathed heavily with their back brushing against each other each time they inhaled. And although they had an idea of what the other was doing, they simply remained quiet and continued making a mess under that now sweaty blanket...
Needless to say, the essence of the devil’s temptation was already working on them. But how long could they hold on before offering their hands to this fiend? Not too long, if his mere presence was already messing with their heads.