Tabula Rasa: Adventures In A New World

“What do you want!?” Thea snaps out, glaring in open annoyance at the barbarian sitting nearby.

“Am I not allowed to just watch my cute little princess?” Krvavy teasingly asks.

The bratty girl trembles, her face scrunching up in such an adorably pouty way. “I am trying to meditate!”

“And I’m not making any noise. Just pretend that I’m not here.”

“Ugh!” The silver-blonde brat exasperatedly groans, her face flushed ever so slightly from Krvavy’s compliment despite her apparent annoyance. Thea lightly shakes her head and tries to do her best to ignore the barbarian.

Each deep breath causes the girl’s pert breasts to rise and fall, the edges of her pale nipples just barely peeking out from beneath the sheet slung over her shoulders. Even though it is just the two of them up in the bedroom right now, Thea still doesn’t seem quite comfortable enough to be completely naked.

“Has anyone ever told you just how adorable you get when you’re angry~?”

The faint blush colouring her cheeks immediately explodes across Thea’s face, turning her skin beet red as she wordlessly sputters and stammers. Her attempt at meditating has been completely ruined by just a few words.

“Aww... There, there. It’s alright, your Dragon is here~.” Krvavy leans in and playfully pats her brat atop the head, ruffling the girl’s silver-blonde hair.

“Y-you...! Ugh! Can you not?!” Thea swats Krvavy’s hand away and glares up at the barbarian. “You have three other women! Go bug one of them instead!”

“They’re all busy.” Krvavy dismissively waves a hand.

“Yeah, and so am I!”

“Still not making any progress?” The barbarian asks, dropping her playful tone to be a little more serious.

“No! And you are not helping!” Thea protests unhappily, crossing her arms as her annoyance gradually grows and becomes more genuine.

“Well then. Why don’t you walk me through what you’re doing?” Krvavy suggests, though she only gets an angry glare in response. “Talking about it might help you.” The barbarian explains with a sigh. “I’ll just sit here and listen. For real, this time.”

After a few long seconds, Thea rolls her eyes and quietly grumbles under her breath. “Fine!” The girl finally relents. “I am trying to draw energy from my core and move it along my channels. Happy now?”

Krvavy simply tilts her head and raises an eyebrow expectantly.

“Ugh...” The bratty girl groans out, slouching her shoulders in defeat. “I am focusing on smaller amounts right now... If I attempt to move too much energy then I inevitably end up zapping myself...”

“Zapping? You mean–?”

“Yes.” Thea forcibly hisses that word out through clenched teeth. “I make myself uncontrollably aroused! It. Is. Horrible!”

“Hmm... Could you describe it?” Krvavy idly wonders, though the noble girl’s angry glare quickly makes her clarify her thoughts. “By it I mean the whole process of moving your mana around and what you are trying to accomplish with that. Not how you keep making yourself too horny to think.”

“I...” The girl slowly begins, trying her best to act like she isn’t blushing furiously and filled with lustful embarrassment. “I think of it like a... grain of sand. A tiny speck of power to gently pull through my channels, moving it where I want it to go. But it is so difficult to grasp just a single grain, and if I seize too many...”

“Why are you trying to move such a small amount?” The barbarian curiously questions after a few seconds of silence. “You are still new to this, so you should start with something a bit more... manageable.”

“I wish to develop precise control over my magic, and your Elvish crone suggested this... delicate technique.” Thea explains, though there is a tinge of annoyance in her voice.

“Well...” Krvavy thinks for a moment. “You don’t need to start there, do you? I don’t see any reason why you can’t just start with something easier and then work your way to that level of precision.”

Rather than responding, Thea fidgets and squirms in her spot, purposefully turning her head away.

“Alright, what’s the problem?”

The silver-blonde brat’s face flushes red. “I...” She hesitantly begins. “Attempting to move my mana in such a way... It... it arouses me... Whether I want it to or not...”

“And the more mana you use the hornier you get.”

Thea winces at the barbarian’s blunt statement, slowly nodding her head in shame.

Krvavy stares intently at her girl, thinking deeply as Thea squirms awkwardly under her gaze. “That doesn’t happen when you use your spell, does it?”

“N... Not exactly...” The shame filled girl reluctantly admits. “It makes my whole body feel... tingly... But it is not... not quite the same...”

“Hmm...” Krvavy carefully considers what Thea has said and tries to come up with some sort of solution. After a few short minutes of growing awkwardness, the barbarian speaks up. “Now... As someone who doesn’t really know what they’re doing, I might have an idea on what we can do about that.”

Thea skeptically stares at Krvavy, but after a few moments she breaks eye contact and looks away. “Go ahead...”

“Okay.” The barbarian clasps her hands together. “Your magic is all lustful sex stuff, so it naturally makes things horny. And what you are trying to do isn’t really giving it an outlet, you are just dragging a bunch of horny energy across your body.”

“I-I-I do not need you to... to try to explain what is happening!” The flustered brat sputters back. “G-get to the point, you... you lousy lizard!”

“I think that you need to give that energy an outlet. An outlet like, say, activating your spell.”

Thea’s embarrassed expression immediately twists into a scowl. “So that is what this is all about?! You just want to use me to get your mana back?! You sick conniving cretin! To think that you were trying to help me!”

“Oh, come on!” Krvavy exasperatedly groans. “Is that going to be your reaction every single time I bring up Nymph’s Respite?”

The silver-blonde brat crosses her arms and glares at the barbarian. “Yes!” She firmly states.

“Look, it was just an idea.” The barbarian responds with a sigh. “And I figured you’d be more up to it than the alternative. But if you don’t like it then you don’t have to do it.”

“It is a terrible idea!” Thea scoffs rather derisively. “Worse than outright having sex when I am trying to focus and meditate! Which I am sure was your ‘alternative’! Seriously, I am struggling to manipulate small amounts of my own mana and your suggestion is to try doing so while my channels are in use?! That will only make it more difficult! It is like – H-hey! Unhand me!”

Ignoring the little brat’s protests, Krvavy firmly grabs Thea beneath the arms and raises that naked girl up into the air. “Alright. What’s your problem? You’ve been way more of a bitch than usual since I’ve gotten home.”

“Put me down!” The silver-blonde brat angrily shouts and squirms, kicking her legs around as she pointlessly struggles in the barbarian’s grasp. All that does is get her lifted up just a little higher. “Put me down right this instant!”

“No. Not until you tell me what is wrong. Is it because I have been neglecting you?”

“I-I do not need your attention!” Thea sputters, refusing to meet the Drakling’s gaze.

A kind smile plays at Krvavy’s lips. “It’s alright. You can admit it. I won’t tease you or anything.”

“Ugh, fine! I missed you! Is that what you want to hear?!” The noble brat turns her head away and pouts as best she can while being lifted into the air. At least she can still cross her arms, if a bit awkwardly.

“I missed you too.” Krvavy genuinely replies.

The blush that has been gradually fading away immediately flares back up, turning Thea’s face and neck a bright red colour. Pushing through her embarrassment, Thea takes a deep breath and slowly turns her head back.

She stares at the barbarian for a few long moments, a myriad of emotions passing through her eyes. The noble girl’s bottom lip trembles ever so slightly as she opens her mouth. “I love you Krvavy, my Dragon.”

Krvavy’s heart skips a beat. Those few simple words have completely frozen her in place. This isn’t the first time Thea has said that, but it feels... different this time. Before it had been said in the heat of the moment, when they were caught up in excitement and lust. But not this time.

Thea squirms slightly in the barbarian’s grasp, regret and uncertainty worming their way onto her face as the silence stretches on.

“I–” Krvavy chokes out, having forgotten to breathe. Clearing her throat, the barbarian tries again. “I love you Thea, my little princess.”

The noble girl’s whole body relaxes as her lips curl into a relieved smile. Tears of happiness well up in Thea’s eyes as she holds her arms out towards Krvavy. But that joy is quickly replaced with a look of annoyance as she is unable to reach the barbarian, on account of being held straight out by Krvavy’s much longer arms.

Before Thea can voice her complaints, Krvavy pulls her in and hugs her little princess. The silver-blonde brat immediately wraps her legs around the barbarian’s waist and locks their lips together, holding onto Krvavy’s horns to steady herself.

Thea pulls back from the kiss just as Krvavy is getting into it, and the smug smile on her face shows that this brat knows exactly what she just did. “Can you place me back down now?”

“Hmm...” The barbarian considers that request, trailing a hand down Thea’s back. “No.” She ultimately replies, stepping back and carefully sitting down on a stone seat.

The bratty noble girl frowns slightly from her place in Krvavy’s lap. After a few moments she sighs and gently shakes her head, resigning herself to being held and cuddled by the much bigger barbarian.

Krvavy relishes the feeling of Thea’s warmth in her arms, held firmly in place against her body. As unrepentantly horny as Krvavy usually is, she absolutely loves just holding onto Thea. Or any of her girls really. Knowing that in her arms is someone who she loves and who loves her... It really is something else.

“Do... do you want to give your... idea... a try...?” Thea hesitantly speaks up, a tinge of embarrassment in her voice.

“Hmm?” Krvavy needs a second to realize what the girl is talking about. “Oh? Now you change your mind~? Do I just need to say ‘I love you’ to get whatever I want out of you~?”

The silver-blonde brat pulls back just enough to glare up at Krvavy, though it is a pretty hollow gesture considering how flushed her face is.

“Aww, how cute~!” Krvavy playfully pats her little princess atop the head, prompting the girl to press her lips together in a pout. “Now, let’s get you comfortable.”

Thea doesn’t get to say even a single word before the barbarian grabs her around the midsection and lifts her up again. “W-wha?!” The girl confusedly cries out as she gets spun around and brought back down into Krvavy’s lap, this time with her back against the barbarian’s breasts.

“There, isn’t that better?” Krvavy asks as she manhandles the bratty noble girl, gently forcing Thea into a lotus position with her legs neatly crossed.

“Hmph!” Thea makes a pouting noise as she promptly folds her arms over her chest, squishing the soft handfuls that she calls her boobs. “I am not a doll that you can play with!”

“Oh? Aren’t you?” The barbarian teases, whispering into the brat’s ear. “You are small and delicate~. You have wonderfully smooth skin and silky hair~.”

Krvavy leans down even further, placing a kiss on the back of Thea’s neck and breathing in her scent, causing the noble girl’s whole body to quiver in anticipation. Without intending to, the barbarian had positioned Thea so that her semi-hard cock is sticking out between the girl’s legs, inhuman ridges held against Thea’s needy slit by that girl’s crossed ankles.

“You are a toy for me to play with~.” Krvavy quietly continues, her hands slowly trailing across Thea’s belly. “Your eyes are like vibrant polished gemstones~. You–”

“Th-that’s enough!” The embarrassed brat finally chokes out, sounding almost out of breath. “I-I need to meditate!”

“Right...” Krvavy clicks her tongue and straightens back up. “I shouldn’t be distracting you like this. Sorry, my little princess. I just couldn’t help myself. But I’ll stop now.”

Thea just breathes heavily and doesn’t utter a single word in response.

The silver-blonde noble girl twitches slightly but otherwise doesn’t react as Krvavy gently grabs onto her wrists, bringing the girl’s arms out so that her palms rest on her knees. With that Krvavy wraps her own arms around Thea’s waist and goes still, leaving the girl in a proper position to meditate. Ignoring the fact that she is in Krvavy’s lap, and all that entails.

Even with Krvavy no longer actively distracting Thea, it still takes the bratty noble a couple minutes to compose herself. Thea doesn’t announce when she actually begins to meditate, but it is fairly obvious as the tingling warmth of Nymph’s Respite begins to flow from her body.

The slight buzzing pleasure of Thea’s magic gradually coaxes Krvavy’s cock to its full length, aided by the fact that she has her little princess sitting naked in her lap. But the stiff rod won’t be getting relief anytime soon, as the barbarian doesn’t want to ruin Thea’s concentration. So she will just sit here and enjoy the fact that she can freely cuddle the girl.

Her eyelids droop down as she simply... relaxes.