Bridge Ch. 02

"Miss Aerlin!" he said brightly. "You're looking lovely today, as usual."

"And you're as handsome as ever, Bront," Aerlin replied. "Are Lothor and Gandar around?"

"Are those two ever not around?" said Bront with a chuckle. "I swear they live here, sleeping in the dressing rooms when the rest of us've gone home. Aye, they're on the stage with Reni and the firemen, discussing plans for tonight's show. It's a lovely show we're putting on now, Miss Aerlin. That Reni is something special."

"Of that, I am well aware," said Aerlin. But now I know her name. Reni. How nice. "Thank you, Bront."

"My pleasure," said the Heggishman. Aerlin could feel his gaze on her backside as she walked away, but she didn't mind.

Aerlin made her way through the back hallways, soon arriving at the stage. She stepped out of the wings and found the two impresarios discussing the nuances of the escape act with Reni and the two fire elementals. Lothor was sitting in a chair, looking for all the world bored and disinterested as only an elf can, though Aerlin knew it was mostly for show. Gandar, the tall, broad-shouldered earth elemental, was explaining in his rumbling bass the best way to bind Reni's hands.

"The knot you use is critical," said Gandar. "Too simple and there's no tension; too complicated and Reni could drown."

"And I'd prefer that didn't happen," chimed in Reni. The young performer was dressed in a simple yellow dress with a high hemline and a low neckline; combined they showed off her long, shapely legs and abundant cleavage. Her long blond hair hung loosely behind her head, held back from her face by a thin copper circlet. From this close, Aerlin could see that Reni's eyes were a mix of brown and green, and her ears were slightly pointed on top, marking her as being of elvish descent. There was an elegance to her belied by her revealing attire and coy smile. I think I could really like this one, thought Aerlin.

"I don't think anyone wants that to happen," said Aerlin, drawing attention to her presence.

Gandar turned to look at her, a wide smile splitting his craggy face. "Well, well!" said the earthman. "Look what's turned up on my stage! Is this a social visit, Aerlin?"

"Business, actually," said Aerlin. "Though perhaps some pleasure as well." She smiled suggestively and shot a glance at Reni. The performer didn't fail to notice, and looked back inquisitively.

"Take a break, everyone," said Lothor, rising with a yawn. "We'll continue this riveting knot discussion in a bit."

Reni and the firemen left the stage, and when they were out of earshot Gandar said, "A true gem, that Reni. She'll fill our seats for years if we can hold onto her. You would know, Aer—I hear you were in attendance last night with a Heggish prince."

Aerlin nodded. "Actually, it's that girl I wanted to talk to you about. I'm very impressed with your Reni. How would you feel about letting me borrow her?"

"We don't control the girl's social life," said Lothor. "But we do have a contract that requires her to be at rehearsals and performances. How much of her time do you propose to waste?"

"That sort of depends," said Aerlin. "When she cracked the tank last night, was that her Will or something else?"

"You mean, was it elf-magic?" said Lothor. "Considering she's only half-elvish, and raised in the cities of men, I think we can assume that she does not know the Songs of the Forest. The feat you saw her perform last night was pure human Will."

"Was she trained in Maridel?" asked Aerlin.

"No," answered Lothor. "Her mother was a wizard, I believe, and the daughter showed similar aptitude, though she lacks formal training."

A sudden thought occurred to Aerlin. "How did you find her, Lothor? She's not yours, is she?"

Lothor scoffed, waving his slender elvish hand dismissively. "Don't be ridiculous. She arrived in Bridge a month ago looking for work. We brought her on to help run the Will-lights, but she quickly proved to have other talents. This performance, which we're calling 'Boiling Point,' was her first headline, but I believe it won't be her last."

Aerlin nodded. "This is what I want: let me talk to Reni. If she's amiable, I'd like to offer her a side job with me and Sineo. What do you say?"

"Hmm," rumbled Gandar. "It's not like we don't owe you, Aer, but this is our star." His thoughtful frown turned into a grin. "I know: you can make it up to us. How long have we been telling you that you belong on stage?"

Aerlin sighed. "Not this again. I've no charisma for the stage, Gandar."

"A good director can mold any actor into a star, Aer," said Gandar. "In my loving care, you'll shine like a polished ruby."

Aerlin shook her head in surrender. Altena and Urien had best appreciate the sacrifices I'm making for their happiness. "I don't know what you expect me to do that your performers can't do a hundred times better, but all right. I'll do one performance for you-if things work out with Reni."

Gandar clapped his huge, solid palms together and let out a booming laugh. "Wonderful!"

"Get on with it, then," said Lothor. "Use our sitting room if you like, but don't dawdle. Reni has a lot more rehearsal to get through before tonight's show."

Aerlin nodded and headed off to find the women's dressing room. She'd spent so much time at Force Majeure, entertaining guests of the impresarios and occasionally helping with tricky sets requiring complex feats of Will, that she knew the passages intimately. She soon found the door she was looking for and didn't bother knocking before pushing it open.

A group of female performers were gathered inside, laughing and chattering to one another. Many of them Aerlin recognized: acrobats, dancers, a few elementals, even a fetching she-goblin. At the moment, however, Reni was the only one she cared about. The blonde haired half-elf met Aerlin's gaze, and recognized the look of curiosity and desire there.

"Excuse me, ladies," said Reni in a sweet, melodic voice. "I believe our guest has something to discuss with me."

Aerlin nodded, smiling at the girl's perceptiveness. I definitely like this one, she thought. Wordlessly, Aerlin led Reni the impresarios' private sitting room, which they used to entertain important guests backstage. The smallish room had a single round table in the center and four cushioned chairs with high ladder backs. A plush red sofa sat against one wall. They walked inside, and Aerlin shut the door behind them. It had no lock, so Aerlin ran her hand over the handle, Willing it not to turn until she released it. She motioned for Reni to have a seat. Aerlin did the same, so that they were facing one another, and set her staff on the table between them.

"Do you know who I am?" said Aerlin, leaning forward slightly.

Reni nodded. "Lothor told me about you," she replied. "You're the. . . I don't know the proper term. Wizard-escort?"

Aerlin laughed. "Close enough. I wanted to call myself a gynomancer, but my partner says it would never catch on. So you know what I do?"

Reni nodded.

"Tell me," said Aerlin.

"You fuck important clients and use your Will to heighten the experience." The way Reni said "fuck" sent a thrill down Aerlin's spine.

"Yes," said Aerlin. "And how do you think I use my Will on those clients?"

Reni thought for a moment. "You seduce them with charm fields. You use the Will to enhance sensation, and to restore their stamina so they can go again."

"Very good; those are the basics, anyway. You have some wizard training, I take it?"

Reni nodded. "My mother taught me some things; I taught myself some other things, mostly from books.

"We call people like you 'hedge wizards,'" said Aerlin. "Some use it as a pejorative, but I don't. I have great respect for self-taught wizards. My partner, Sineo, is one, if fact. Of course, hedge wizards often lack the subtlety of those trained at the Academy." She reached out one hand and touched her staff lightly, running her fingers up and down it suggestively. "I'd like to help you hone your skills-to teach you some of what I know. Would you like that?"

Reni nodded. Her green-brown orbs met Aerlin's gaze, and there was clear want there. The lithe half-elf girl radiated sexiness, but with a controlled poise inherited from her Elvish blood that Aerlin found incredibly alluring.

"Good," said Aerlin. "Seduction is a fine art. I saw your show last night. You know how to make someone desire you, but sometimes Will is required to ease a client's reservations. I want you to charm me." As if I wasn't enamored with you girl already.

Reni raised her hands, palms forward, and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly Aerlin felt as if a bucket of hot water had been dumped over her head, and her heart started pounding. Blood rushed to her sex, and her nipples stood out against the fabric of her dress. She drew a sharp breath, squeezing her legs to steady herself, and had to resist the urge to dive across the table and kiss Reni passionately.

"A bit too strong," said Aerlin in a husky voice. "But good. Try dialing it down a bit. In these matters, subtlety is called for. It's better if the client doesn't know he's being charmed."

Reni nodded and took another breath. Aerlin felt the feeling subside a bit, and the urge to assault Reni's lips shrunk from an imperative to a fond desire.

"Better," said Aerlin, though she was still breathing heavily. "Now let's try something else. The Will lets us provide stimulation when our hands and mouths are otherwise occupied. You've probably tried this on yourself, but now I want you to try it on me."

Reni nodded. She kept her hands raised and breathed deeply. As the half-elf girl exhaled, Aerlin felt the air around her nipples contract tightly. She winced at the slight pain. Reni noticed her discomfort and adjusted her Will so that the air only brushed them lightly.

"Good," said Aerlin. "Most clients like a bit of pain, but you have to gauge their reactions and adjust accordingly. Of course, it helps when you can see your targets clearly."

Aerlin pushed her chair back and stood up. She undid the clasp at the neck of her purple dress and let it fall to the floor. Next came her gloves, which went on top of the pile. Reni looked at her heaving breasts and erect, light-brown nipples longingly before her gaze strayed lower to Aerlin's damp cunt. It would seem she likes girls, thought Aerlin. How lucky for me.

Aerlin felt a sudden pressure in the air around her clitoris, which was already thrumming with excitement. Reni focused in on the nub, starting with light brushes. Gaining confidence, the girl increased the stimulation to rougher squeezing, responding to Aerlin's breathing and facial expressions. Aerlin felt herself becoming very worked up.

"Keep doing that," said Aerlin roughly, the want in her voice thick. "You have wonderful natural instincts for this."

Reni kept up her ministrations, creases of concentration forming on her forehead in a way Aerlin found unbelievably cute. She started to pant as the invisible fingers of air danced over her nipples and clit, rubbing and twisting with greater intensity as she move closer to her peak. The wizard leaned forward, steadying herself with her palms on the table, and groaned lewdly at a particularly rough stroke from Reni. A few more like that and Aerlin tensed up, every muscle contracting at once. Tremors ran through her body as her orgasm washed over her, and Reni Willed the air around her sex to clamp down on it tightly, continuing to rub her clit roughly until Aerlin panted, "Enough, enough."

Reni stood up and leaned forward, putting one hand on either side of Aerlin's head and kissing her roughly, needily. The girl's lips were soft and pliant, and their tongues met, playing insistently over one another. Aerlin broke the kiss and breathlessly pulled away.

"A good start," said Aerlin. She walked over to the couch and sat down, spreading her legs so that her slick cunt was in full view. "But I'm exhausted now," she said. "Perhaps you can help me with that."

Reni nodded. "I think I know what you need." She moved one hand through the air in a figure eight, and a field of rejuvenating energy settled over Aerlin. She felt her strength returning, and the aching throb in her sex returned with full force.

"Will is one thing," said Aerlin. "But your tongue and fingers are crucial as well. Tell me, are you as skillful with them as you are with your Will?"

Reni allowed herself a wicked grin. She turned around and reached down to grab the hem of her dress, pulling it slowly over her head. Aerlin delighted in watching Reni's shapely ass appear, followed by the smooth, creamy skin of her back. The girl tossed the dress to the side and turned around seductively, showing Aerlin her ample breasts capped by hard pink nipples and the trim thatch of golden hair between her legs. The performer ran one finger from her hip up to her breast, tracing a circle around one nipple before bringing to her mouth and biting lightly.

"Am I to your liking?" asked Reni, mock-coquettish.

"Come here," said Aerlin, crooking one finger.

Reni walked over and dropped to her knees before Aerlin. The girl placed one hand on each of the wizard's thighs and planted her mouth on Aerlin's clit. She sucked the bundle of nerves into her mouth and started licking it roughly, flicking up and down with the tip of her tongue. Aerlin groaned in pleasure and stroked the girl's blonde locks, still held in check by her circlet. The girl's tongue easily settled into an expert pattern that told Aerlin this was not her first time with another woman. A wicked thought occurred to Aerlin: she pictured Altena's head between her legs instead of Reni's, the Mairie's hair pulled back in her usual severe ponytail as she ate Aerlin's pussy with vigor. The thought sent a thrill through Aerlin, and she felt herself getting close.

"Stop," commanded Aerlin. She pulled Reni's head away, drinking in the hungry and disappointed look on the girl's face, and stood. "I don't want to come just yet." She pulled Reni up for a passionate kiss, enjoying the savory taste of cunt on the girl's lips. She's doing so well. She deserves a reward. "Lie down," said Aerlin.

Reni complied, reclining on the comfortable red sofa and panting with expectation of what was to come. Aerlin couldn't resist teasing her a bit. "Do you want more?" she asked, spreading her sex with her fingers.

"Yes," hissed Reni. "I want you to sit on my face. I want to lick your cunt till you explode."

"Very well," said Aerlin.

The wizard carefully climbed on top of Reni, one leg on either side of her head, and lowered her dripping sex to the performer's mouth. Reni grabbed Aerlin's ass with both hands to hold her in place and resumed her efforts. Aerlin leaned forward so that her own mouth was above Reni's throbbing cunt, its musky scent intoxicating, and dove in, her tongue quickly finding Reni's clit. The girl moaned into Aerlin's pussy, redoubling her efforts. Aerlin used one hand to steady herself, and with the other she inserted a finger into Reni's dripping quim, which seemed to suck the digit in. She tastes divine.

After a minute Aerlin pulled back, using one finger to maintain stimulation on Reni's clit. "A man and I were watching your show last night," said Aerlin. "An important man. Royalty. We loved seeing you on stage, naked beneath that sopping wet dress. He wanted to fuck you so badly, but he fucked me instead. I made him come three times last night. How would you like it if I brought him back here and we fucked you together? His cock is impressive, but I think you could take it. You know how to handle a huge cock, don't you?"

Reni's answer was muffled by Aerlin's cunt on her mouth. Aerlin pinched one of her light brown nipples and Willed a construct of air into existence in her right hand. She compressed the air into a hard cylinder with a bulge on one end, invisible except for the distortions in the air around it which created the unmistakable outline of an erect cock. Aerlin leaned back down and twirled the head of the construct around Reni's wet nether lips. She groaned in confused pleasure as Aerlin pushed the construct inside her, impaling her on it. Aerlin had made it long and thick, but after a few shallow thrusts Reni's cunt relaxed enough to take the entire thing inside herself.

Reni was licking Aerlin's cunt madly now, and she struggled to hold off just a bit longer, until she could bring the half-elf off first. Aerlin started fucking Reni hard with the construct while her tongue found the girl's clit once more. After barely a minute of this rough treatment Reni tensed up, her fingers digging into the globes of Aerlin's ass. The half-elf girl screamed into Aerlin's cunt as she came hard. Aerlin kept the pressure up, Willing rejuvenating energy into Reni's clit as she continued to flick her tongue over it hard and fast, drawing out the girl's shuddering climax as long as possible. She managed to keep it going for a full minute, and when she finally let up and withdrew the construct from Reni's sopping cunt, the girl had melted into a puddle of satisfaction on the sofa.

Aerlin climbed off of Reni's head and turned around so that she straddled the girl's abdomen. Reni was panting to catch her breath, and Aerlin reached down to toy with the performer's breast with her left hand. With her right hand she trailed the construct down her own body, swirling it around her clit.

"Fuck," said the near-senseless Reni, panting. "That was fantastic. You surprised me with the air construct."

Aerlin leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on the spent girl's lips. "There is much more I can teach you. You have a knack for this business, you know. How would you like to be my apprentice?"

"Gods above," heaved Reni. "When can I start?"

Aerlin smiled and said nothing. Instead she leaned back, holding herself up with her left hand on Reni's leg while her right hand slipped the construct inside herself. Reni watched entranced while Aerlin masturbated above her, and the wizard had soon worked herself up to a fever pitch. Aerlin Willed a restorative field over Reni, delighting as the girl started panting with arousal once more despite the thundering climax she'd just had. When Aerlin felt like she might explode from arousal, she Willed the air to squeeze her clit hard, and she came immediately. Aerlin ground her sex on Reni's stomach as she shook with climax, leaving a trail of wetness on the half-elf's abdomen beneath her.

When her orgasm subsided, Aerlin climbed off the prone girl and stood abruptly. She walked over to the small pile where her clothes lay and began dressing quickly.

"You're going?" asked Reni. She had sat up on the couch, clearly still aroused, and her breasts rose and fell with each heavy breath. "But I'm still-why did you rejuvenate me only to leave?"

Aerlin finished pulling on her clothes and retrieved her staff before walking back over to the half-elf girl. She leaned in and gave Reni a sultry kiss, biting her bottom lip gently.

"This is another lesson," whispered Aerlin. "Sometimes our desires go unfulfilled. The only person you can truly count on is yourself."

Reni got the message. She reach one hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit hard and fast. The look she was giving Aerlin was full of lusty passion, and it broke Aerlin's heart to walk away. I really, really like this one, she thought. Aerlin made herself stand and walk over to the door.

"I'll be in touch," said the wizard over her shoulder. She trailed a finger over the knob, releasing it, and she could hear Reni panting with an approaching climax as she opened the door and stepped out.