Origin ARS 6 (23 page)

"Scott, what's the meaning of this?" asked Rhea in a demanding tone.

He blinked at her then looked back to Amaryllis and blinked again. The demoness winked at him. He looked back to Rhea and she grinned. "Wow. Is it my birthday?" he asked, surprised.

Rhea and Amaryllis laughed in unison then spoke in unison as well. "Ah, poor Scott. He just doesn't know what to do."

"Yeah I do," he said, before he reached over and pulled Rhea into the group hug with both him and her other self.

Rhea and Amaryllis laughed once more then they both pushed at him. They then spoke in unison, each saying, "Hey now buster, what kind of girl do you think we are!"

"It's confusing, but I'm into it!" cried Scott.

Herbert sat on a nearby rock and watched everything go down. It was times like this that he wished that he had popcorn. Free shows such as this were perfect with popcorn.

***

A few hours passed while Scott got to know Amaryllis. Rhea had left the scene after a few minutes due to the system restrictions on multiple active accounts. The character avatars tended to act in sync instead of independently, even though the gods were more than capable of splitting their consciousness into multiple versions of themselves.

Amaryllis possessed several interesting skills that had nothing to do with making Scott uncomfortable in the bedroom. Each of the notable abilities that she possessed, were magical in nature and focused on metal refinement.

The red haired goddess in demon form held up a piece of rusty metal. She ran her hand over it several times. Each time she did so, a little rust fell away.

"It's a time-consuming process since my skill-level is still so low. But we seem to be getting somewhere now," said Amaryllis.

Scott sat on a nearby fallen log and watched her work. He loved Origin, and adored her Rhea form. Honestly, that form was the one he thought of when he thought of her. The demoness in front of him, however, looked like sex on wheels. It was a bizarre thing to see, like a devout nun suddenly deciding to dance at a strip club. Was it possible to picture it? Yes. Did it seem likely? No. At least it was not likely outside of a particularly good porn script.

Amaryllis pouted at the slip of metal then sighed. "This is as good as it can get. I'll have to start combining everything as best I can now."

Scott nodded slowly, a lump forming in his throat every time his fiancé moved. It was hard to think, to do anything but nod and hope she approved.

She glanced at him then offered a warm smile. In her current guise, however, that smile caused all manner of natural reactions within her husband to be. Scott coughed into his hand then looked away, strangely embarrassed. He spent intimate time with Rhea frequently once they finally realized what they meant to each other, but this was different.

Amaryllis lashed her tail provocatively then flashed a hint of a fanged smile. "Do you miss your cute, innocent, little elf maiden?"

"You're you, no matter what you look like," said Scott with as much conviction as he could manage in the situation.

"Really? That's," –She leaned back then stretched languidly like a cat, her body moving in ways that were far too interesting for any normal man to withstand. She glanced at him out of one eye while keeping the other closed— "quite sweet of you."

"You're doing this to me on purpose," said Scott, the knuckles of his fingers had turned white while he gripped the petrified log he used as a seat. He was trying his best not to rush over to the obscenely erotic creature that his fiancé had become.

She laughed warmly, the dulcet tones caused Scott's manhood to stir in the manliest of ways. "Of course I am, you silly boy. It's what I am supposed to do in this form."

Amaryllis finished up with what she was doing and then chanted a series of strange words that made the very air blister. A flame rose up from the ground, along with a floating stone cauldron that hovered above the flame without any visible support.

The red haired she-demon continued to put salvaged bits of metal into the cauldron until it was half full, then rubbed her hands together to clean them off. She sauntered saucily over to Scott then sat down beside him, once she was done.

Scott glanced at her then looked away a little. It was weird to see Rhea in a different body, even if they had a lot of similarities. She still looked a great deal like herself in the face and form, but the way she acted and dressed was so far removed from the norm that it was freaky.

Amaryllis hummed a merry tune for a moment then glanced to the side. She made a loud yawning sound then casually stretched one arm around Scott's shoulder.

"I'm conflicted," said Scott, after she performed the same action with her tail. Said tail lightly tugged at him.

"Mortals often are, sweet one," said Amaryllis in a light tone.

Scott looked down then said, "Is it cheating if your wife is currently inhabiting another body?"

"Didn't stop us on Earth," she said without missing a beat.

"Good point," said Scott before he lost the last of his resolve. He flung himself sideways and knocked Amaryllis to the ground.

The demoness laughed uproariously as Scott tried to do things with her, any of the things his overstimulated brain could think to do. "What are you doing?"

"I don't know, but I'm doing it!" cried Scott as his body received mixed signals that complicated the process. There was so much to do, and so little to help him focus on which way to proceed. He literally wanted to do
everything
sexy with her, but his body tried to do it all at once. The end result was a ridiculous flailing about with his hands that eventually led to something sexy happening.

The metal in the cauldron began to bubble and melt, even as the overly excited sorcerer did the same. They laughed and did their best to make use of their time while they waited for the cauldron to do its thing.

By the time the metal had melted completely Amaryllis was as naked as the day her character would have been born, and Scott had dozens of hickeys and sets of lip prints all across his face and chest. He panted heavily and reached for her, but she merely laughed and span away. "Now, now, I have some more cooking to do..." She admonished him with a sexy wave of her finger and a tilt of her hips.

She summoned out an oversized crystalline ladle and stirred the metal a bit. The heat of the fire and the molten materials did not cause her problems in the slightest. She stirred the cauldron slowly then looked up at Scott. Her expression was sweet, yet enticing. "I should cook for you more often."

Scott sat up then smiled at her. "I'd love that."

Amaryllis lashed her tail from side to side. A thoughtful look was followed by a simple question. "Scott... Do you really like Rhea more than me?"

"I like you, period. You said this was a side of you, but so is Rhea. How can I like one more than the other?"

Amaryllis blinked then looked down at her cauldron. Strangely, her cheeks became a bit flush. "You should know. It's not common that a man can make a demoness blush."

This was more like the Rhea that he knew. Scott smiled at her softly. "I don't want to make a demoness blush. I just want to be with you."

"Fu. Fu. Fu..," said the demoness in a merry tone.

Scott blinked then snorted out a laugh. Amaryllis lifted out her ladle and pointed it at him. "Just what's so funny, you tasty little mortal?"

"Nothing really. I just realized that right now you're the sort of girl who actually annunciates a dark sexy laugh," said Scott before he tilted his head down and said, "Fu. Fu. Fu."

"Does the mortal think that he can tease me?" she asked him before shifting her weight from one side to the other and offering him a provocative pose.

Scott stood up then placed his hands on his hips then flexed his chest. "Yes, yes he does."

Amaryllis snorted at him then tried to hold back a laugh since she had to stir her cauldron a little more. "S-silly mortal," she said, still fighting the laugh.

The demoness picked up a few more pieces of metal and tossed them into the cauldron. She stirred the metal soup for a moment then put in a few more pieces. She continued that process until the cauldron was half-full of metal once more.

"It won't be long now," she said before strolling back over to Scott. She stood in front of him with her hands on her hips and her lips slightly parted. "However will we pass the time?"

"You're really getting into this aren't you?" asked Scott before slipping his hands down to lightly grip her hips.

She kissed him softly, her tail curling around his left leg. "Do you disapprove?"

Scott held her close then smiled at her warmly. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

Amaryllis snuggled against him then kissed him once more. "It is nice, actually. I feel more confident in this form."

"I didn't know Rhea lacked confidence," said Scott thoughtfully.

Her leg rose up and she softly caressed his hip with her thigh. "Just, Rhea's too much like the real me. Sometimes it's hard to... you know."

Scott kissed her softly then picked her up and carried her over to his log seat. She sat on his lap in a casual manner. "Do I tease her too much?" he asked softly.

"Sometimes..," said Amaryllis.

He leaned forward and their foreheads pressed together. He lightly stroked her cheek and said, "Should I apologize? I like teasing her..."

"Do you?" asked Amaryllis, her tail lashing lightly. "Why?"

"She's such a sweet person, I can't help but make her blush," said Scott, before kissing Amaryllis on the side of the neck.

She made a soft, pleased, noise and then stroked the back of his head. "Don't worry about making her blush. She's just not used to doing things like we are now..."

"Oh?" asked Scott.

Amaryllis shook her head then offered him a teasing pout. "She's never even had a boyfriend, you know... She's not sure she knows how to keep him happy, and tends to get nervous when this sort of thing comes up."

"I should let her know that just having her beside me makes me happy," said Scott softly, before he kissed her on the chin.

"I'm sure she would like that," said Amaryllis, her face becoming slightly flush in the process. "She worries a lot, especially about how close you are with Ero..."

Scott gripped Amaryllis' hips and pulled her closer. "She won't talk to me about that much."

"She can't. Every time she starts to do so, she becomes worried that you'll tell her that you love Ero more than her."

"Oh," said Scott. He looked into amaryllis' eyes and saw a hint of concern. The roleplay session had ended. He was seeing Origin in her eyes right now.

They looked into each other's eyes for a moment before Scott spoke again. "I should tell her that she has a place in my heart, a beautiful place that no one else can fill."

He ran his fingers down her cheek then took a breath. "I do love Ero. But she fills a different place in my heart, one just for her. Rhea's place? No one else can fill it," said Scott.

The demoness looked into his eyes for a moment. Scott could see her eyes tear up slightly. An internal conflict seemed to be occurring behind those shimmering eyes.

"What about me?" asked Amaryllis, as Origin slipped back into character. She kissed his lips softly, and then a slight hint of a blush appeared on her cheeks once more.

She lashed her tail while looking deeply into his eyes, "Don't I have a beautiful place to fill?"

Scott grinned as he pulled her closer. "I'll say you do."

They both laughed then, though Amaryllis' laughter was less sensual than she had shown previously. If anything, there was an undertone of relief.

He noticed something interesting then spoke again. "I can see the steam rising."

She kissed him softly on the nose. "If you're that hot, you should drink some water."

"Well, the thirst is certainly real," he said with a smile, before pointing to the molten metal, "but I meant your cauldron."

Amaryllis blinked then looked over to her cauldron. She made a cute noise then hopped off of Scott's lap. "Metal's ready."

She sashayed her way over to the cauldron then began to stir the contents. "We'll have to use this before we can melt any more of it."

"What are you planning with that, anyway?" asked Scott. Neither Rhea, nor Amaryllis, had been entirely clear on what melting the metal down would do for them.

"Simple! Using this metal, we can magically infuse some of the remaining bits and pieces to make them worth a lot more. We can also fix the leg casing so that it can be used for power armor."

"Hmm, I already knew that... Why did I forget?" asked Scott. He took in the sight of Amaryllis stirring the cauldron then blinked. His mind slowly began to go blank from the strange sensuality of her movements. However, he managed to shake the metal fog away after a moment. "Oh, that's why?"

Amaryllis laughed softly at his antics then lightly slid a finger down the ladle. "See something you like, mortal?"

"Nah," said Scott.

She leaned back and pouted at him. "Is that so?"