#I must go to bed but I'm looking forward to make Gale respond to these tomorrow

[galefcrce]

I stood up from the couch to get my stuff ready for work tomorrow and my fucking knees cracked

This is Gale getting revenge I s2g

[thebawdybaldurian]

BG3FicFeb Day 16

I separated the two prompts today, since the SFW is sad. I'm glad I wrote this one first.

NSFW: Masturbation

Summary: When Gale learns what Mystra wants him to use the Netherese orb in his chest for, he seeks comfort with his new love interest.

Content and Warnings: Male human x female tiefling. Mutual masturbation through sending stone.

Gale retreated to his tent, pressing his hand against the tattoo on his chest. “Damn you, Mystra, why must you ask this of me?” He whispered to himself. What good would stabilizing the orb be, if he was going to have to die so soon after. At least he wouldn’t accidentally blow up any of his new friends, but he would lose them as well soon enough. And then there was Syma. Their little ember of passion, stoked by their nightly conversations through the sending stone would soon end too. He picked up the stone, knowing this was something he would need to tell her in person. He spoke the incantation to active the stone and waited for her to respond.

“Gale!” Her voice sounded cheerful and bright even through the stone.

“Syma,” he tried to put on his kindest tone, even though his heart was aching. “How was your journey today?”

“There was no way around the Shadow Lands, so we were forced to travel through it. It’s awful, Gale. It’s so dark and bleak. We’re burning through torches every hour.”

“We are just about to begin our journey through there as well…I wonder how close we are to one another?”

“Not close enough,” she let out a long sigh. She wanted the comfort of his voice, paired with the comfort of her hand, imagining it as his. “Are…you in bed yet…we’re camped close in…but…if we were quiet we could…?”

“Nearly,” he thumbed his finger over the orb. Perhaps a little distraction might ease his mind. “But…before we…join each other in bed, is the smith, Dammon around? My companion would like to say hello to him.”

“Ah yes, I think so,” Syma took her hand from her breast, eager to return to it. “I can go find him.”

The pair passed their sending stones along, allowing the two tieflings to converse for a moment. They chatted about their journeys and Dammon’s ideas for her engine. They told each other how much they looked forward to seeing one another in Baldur’s Gate, already making plans for a date at Karlach’s favorite tavern. They said goodnight and returned the sending stones to their grateful companions.

“They are quite cute together,” Syma mused as she finally laid back down on her bedroll. “It is such a shame about the poor woman’s heart. I might see if I can offer him any arcane assistance.”

“That would be lovely,” Gale smiled, joining her on his own bedroll. “You are…so kind…in addition to your beauty.”

“What do you like most?” She purred, letting her hand begin its exploration again.

“Everything,” he smiled, his hands almost being to wander. “Your skin is like a flawless lilac…your eyes, like glowing purple crystals…you know purple is my favorite color…”

“Is it?” She smiled. “The…underclothes I am wearing right now are purple…”

“I bet they look,” he let out a long, slow sigh. “Perfect on you.”

“Would you keep them on then?” She teased her finger under the band of her plain white underpants. A little imagination never hurt.

“I’d take them off you…slowly. Kissing every inch of your body.”

“Okay,” she slipped her panties down with her free hand, the other circling around her clit. “Are you hard yet?”

“Very much so,” he gripped the bulge in his shorts, rubbing his hand against it.

“Then I’d slide yours off as well and let my tongue loose on your cock.”

“Mmmm,” he took a deep breath in, letting his hands slide underneath the fabric, pulling his cock free. He teased his finger around the pre-cum dotting the head. “You feel nice,” he spit on his hand, making his hand slick like her mouth would be.

“You could…guide my head…if you grabbed my horns…used my mouth how you wanted,” she teased a finger across her lips, gently sucking on it and she played with her cunt.

“Uhhh,” he trembled, thinking about fucking her mouth. “I’d be gentle…but eager.”

“Hhhh, I know you would,” she rolled onto her side, worried her moans might become too loud in their closely packed camp. “Would you come in my mouth?”

“Oh no,” he smiled, flipping over as well so he could grunt into his pillow. “I’d need to fuck you too.”

“How?” She got to her hands and knees, pressing her face into her pillow. “From behind?”

“Yeah,” he licked his lips, sitting on his heels, picturing her in front of him, bent over. “I’d like to see you flicking your tail around…and suck on the tip of it.”

“Uhhhhh,” she slid her tail against her wet clit, picturing his tongue on it instead. “I’d like that…it’s very mmmmhhh, sensitive.”

“Hrrrrph, I can’t…uhhhhmm, wait to see you…and…Gods…do this for real,” he leaned over into his pillow, stroking himself furiously.

“I’m so close, Gale…are you?” She pressed her face into her pillow, writhing around her hand.

“Mmmmm,” he mumble from his pillow.

“I can’t wait to hear you…and,” she moaned loudly into hers as she came, only the slightest sound coming through the sending stone, but enough to set him off as well, spilling himself all over his bedroll.

Their heavy breaths echoed through the stone, becoming slightly fainter as the spell began to fade. “Mmm, good night Gale,” she curled up in the afterglow of her climax, holding the stone close to her ear to hear his ragged breaths.

“Good night, Syma,” he smiled, nuzzling against the smooth stone. “Same time tomorrow?”

“I’ll look forward to it all day,” she grinned as the spell ended.