Original Work by Ollaz
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The gilded towers lovin' - Part 12
"Oh hey, princess." I slicked back my hair.
"Oh, Ollaz. You are soooooo handsome."
She fluttered her eyes at me, which caused my pants to rumble with pure lovin'.
"Did you like our date at the park?" I said, pulling a flower from my robes pocket.
"I loved it,"
The Bloody Princess gave me a kiss on my cheek because she knew I was the man of her dreams.
"Where do you want me to take you princess?" I said in a handsome voice and I'm pretty sure she was feeling my coolness.
"Like, I can't wait to get you into bed, because I know you're so smart and handsome," The Bloody Princess said, because she knows I'm like… the coolest guy ever.
"Right, and after I defeat the King of Terror with my magic powers, I'll take you to pound town," I raised my eyebrows at her. I knew that was her weakness. That always put her in the mood for my lovin'.
"Oh, Ollaz."
She batted those scrumptious lavender eyes in my direction. Then the Princess just leaned in and like kissed my face with her tongue. It was so hot. Like man, she was totally digging my vibe. You just wouldn't get it.
She put her hands on my masculine and strong chest, because I work out all the time, several times a season.
No big deal.
She is like so in love with me and my muscles she can't keep her fingers from touching me.
"I want you to take me there."
Bro, she is practically BEGGING for it.
"What, on top of the gilded towers? Babe, your scared of heights." I said, carefully holding her arms.
"But I know your so strong that you'll protect me with your muscles and I won't fall," She grabbed my massive, muscly arms that are all natural.
"Yeah, I'm the strongest guy ever for you babe. Now take you're top off."
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"Jesus Christ."
Gwyn stopped reading before things got… graphic.
"What? Did you find something?" Elise asked curiously, trying to peer at the paper in Gwyn's hands.
"Uh…" Gwyn sweated, folding the paper so Elise couldn't see the content. "You don't want to read this."
She held the paper filled with grammatical errors out for Mr. Book to take, but Artero snatched it from her hands.
"And what do we have here?"
Artero's eyes quickly scanned the page, and he burst out laughing. He raised his eyebrows at Elise over and over again.
Gwyn tried to keep her laughter from escaping.
"Don't show her, Artero. She'll be scarred for life."
The secretiveness of the situation only made Elise want to read the paper more.
"Hand it over!" She leapt to grab it from Artero's hands. "What does it say?"
She whined as he kept evading her attacks.
The Kosmairian Prince quoted the document.
"And so I put my timid hands on her massive bazunga's. They were like, perfect, and she loved it when I touched her massive orbs."
Artero fell over laughing. In his state of weakness, Elise snatched the paper from his hands.
She read the first few lines before stopping.
"Is this about me? What the fuck!"
Elise tore the paper up in her hands.
"I can't think of anyone else named the 'Bloody Princess'," Gwyn said coolly. "Can you, Artero?"
"Hmmm, Gwynevere. I don't know, what about you, Elise?"
Elise's conjured fire in her palms. Blood streamed from her nose.
"This Ollaz doesn't know what's coming to him..."
Artero and Gwyn stopped their bouts of laughter. They would then make eye contact, raise their eyebrows, and once more be overwhelmed by the hysteria.
Rodrick slept peacefully in the hallway, missing this entire conversation.
"Man, I can't wait to tell Rodrick when he wakes up," Artero said, wiping a tear from his eye.
"We are not telling Rodrick."
Elise got right in Artero's face, pointing a finger at his chest. She was so close to him that he could smell her perfume, and a flood of memories returned to him. He froze completely. His heart raced as he stared into her lavender eyes, which were, admittedly, full of rage.
"What? We aren't going to tell him about your massive bazunga's?"
Gwyn burst into laughter again and raised her eyebrows at Elise. This admittedly got a smirk out of the princess.
"I suppose this is all a bit ridiculous," Elise said thoughtfully and leaned away from Artero. An evil smirk crossed her face. "You do realize, Gwyn. You're pretty popular with the boys. You may have some letters like this in here as well."
Gwyn shivered at the thought.
"God no, I hope I don't."
This Ollaz guy and his fan fiction need to be stopped.
Both women seemed to share the same thought.
"Hey, you brought it up earlier, but what is this Ela Lunaris Festival?" Gwyn asked.
This stirred both elves out of their minds' palace. They wanted to bring the conversation away from the smutty fanfiction anyway. This was as good a reason as any.
"What would you like to know?" Artero asked, coolly.
"Everything," Gwyn said truthfully.
Celebrating holidays was a favorite pastime for the Chosen One, with Halloween being her favorite. She still went trick-or-treating with her dad every year because her older brother loved dressing up and getting free candy. Although Gwynevere was starting to get "old" for the tradition, it was still just as fun. By the end of the night, she'd often give away all the candy she'd gotten, except the Reese's.
The idea of a festival or celebration in another world was so exciting for Gwynevere Grim.
"Well…" Elise trailed off for a moment. "The Ela Lunaris Festival happens once every one hundred years. It's named after the first Chosen One."
"Ela Lunaris…"
The words rang off Gwyn's tongue. She thought the name was alluring, and the image it conjured was just as enticing.
"Yes. In her culture, they wore a garment called a kimono, which we didn't have here. When the red dots in the sky appeared, the Chosen One assured us it was a time for celebration, not worry," Artero said.
"Red dots?" Gwyn asked.
Elise handed a document to Mr. Book for storage.
"Yes. Every one hundred years, red dots appear in the night sky for a brief period. It used to bring quite a bit of worry. It was because of her that we celebrate, wearing the garb of her people."
"Interesting."
Gwyn was deep in thought.
This sounds like an opportunity for a date. But which one of them was going to ask me out first? Would it be Artero? Could I just take them both to the Ela Lunaris festival? Was it like prom or the county fair?
"Yes, so we can go shopping for one later, if you desire, Gwynevere," Artero said.
The thought of offering the Chosen One to go shopping did occur to Elise, but the whole "exiled from her family" thing really put a damper on her personal funds.
"What a great idea, Artero, and I'll go with."
~Hey! I asked her first,~ Artero said through the link.
~Yeah, and I want to come with. Is that a crime?~ Elise asked in a mock-innocent voice.
"I'd love to go shopping with you two," Gwyn said.
A million questions seemed to be flooding Gwyn's brain. This would be her first real date. The dates she went on Earth were laughable, at best.
"Does tomorrow work for you?" Artero asked, bringing Gwyn back to reality.
"Oh, um. Yes. It should work."
Why am I so nervous?
"Glad that is settled." Elise gave Gwyn a smile. "And we are about… how many papers are we in, Mr. Book?"
"Thirty-three so far," he said assuredly.
The party let out a collective groan.
"This is going to take forever," Gwyn complained. "Kill this one," Gwyn said casually as she held out a document.
Not only did Mr. Book learn that he could store documents, but also that he could vaporize them. Which saved the party mana, in the long run.
"At least we don't have to waste mana destroying the papers?" Elise said, trying to adopt an optimistic attitude.
Gwyn gave her a smirk and raised her eyebrows at the Bloody Princess.
"Yeah, but we waste our minds reading subpar smut."
Elise's face became incredulous, and she gagged.
"Gods, please don't."
This caused the women to laugh, but Artero just stared at the document in his hands. He was no longer reading its content. The words became a jumbled mess.
He remembered the last Ela Lunaris Festival.
He hadn't had a date, so he went with his family. That was before the war, before the turmoil and expectations. Before Elise.
He glanced up from the paper and looked at the pink-haired elf, laughing with the Chosen One. Her beauty was hypnotizing to him.
A part of him, deep down, wanted to still ask Elise to the Ela Lunaris festival, just as he had been planning.
Staring at either woman before him sent thoughts to his brain that he normally did not have. He started reminiscing on times that were now past him. Intimate times.
At first, the thoughts were somewhat innocent. His mouth on Gwyn's, their tongues intertwined. But the awful smut he read seemed to have spawned devious thoughts.
The writer who fantasized about Elise made Artero do the same. The only difference was that Artero had been where Ollaz wished to be.
He remembered himself between Elise's thighs. How she'd push up against him and pull him closer. How her cheeks would flush when she was really excited. How, when she lies on her back, her body would fall into itself. Where she liked to be bit and—
He felt the fabric tighten around his waist as he used the paper to hide his manhood. He let out a deep breath and gave a casual stretch as he handed a packet to Mr. Book before quickly swiping up another scroll.
"Everything okay, Arty?" Elise asked out of habit, not even realizing her mistake.
This caused him to flush and turn his head. He still loved it when she called him that.
"Y-yeah! Just you know, boring reading."
He held the paper up to hide his blushing face.
"Um, Artero… Why are you hard right now?" Gwyn asked without any regard to social norms.
The paper shot down like lightning, covering his erection. Sweat beaded on his forehead. Artero's fear of embarrassing himself in front of his ex-girlfriend had caused him to expose himself, leaving little to the imagination through the fabric of his pants.
"The line about Elise's bazunga's really did it for ya, huh?" Gwyn quipped, teasing the Prince.
"No, Gwynevere. It was obviously my massive orbs."
Elise bounced her breasts up to highlight their existence. Making a point to make a playful face towards Artero.
The Prince just stood and faced away from the party.
"I'm going to get some air."
Unfortunately for him, his voice cracked when he said "air".
This broke the women once more.
"Would you like to meet her on top of the Gilded Towers?" Gwyn continued, the jokes never seeming to end.
"I swear to the Gods!"
Artero stormed out, red in the face.
Both women laughed at his embarrassment, the teasing almost too perfect.
When he left the corridor, Rodrick seemed to finally stir awake.
"What'd I miss, madam?"
Mr. Book said one word that succinctly summarized the conversation.
"Bazunga's!"