Fell Champions

Vex wasn’t feeling particularly Vex-like, and was beginning to wonder if the name change had been a good idea. She liked the thought of being this defiant figure who scared away others by sheer reputation, but more because she was too scared to actually fight. She’d rather avoid conflict where she could, and leave it up to people who knew what they were doing, like Mama, or Otter. 

But as her traitorous ‘father’ left her alone with Leilynn, she realized that wasn’t a choice. Not this time. 

Leilynn sat with a smile on her face like she knew a secret no one else did, and that was probably exactly the reason. She was Dream-touched, cursed to live her life out of order, seeing the future and past of her life in random snippets, unable to ever change anything. 

What did she know right now about tomorrow that had her smiling? 

And more importantly, what was that buzzing inside of Vex’s own head? It was like a headache, but one that didn’t hurt. She didn’t quite know how to describe it. It was like a pressure that wasn’t touching her, a spot on her vision that she could see through, a song with no sound. 

Something about it had her distracted, and it’d begun a day or so ago and had only been getting worse. It wasn’t doing anything, and she was afraid it was all in her head, but even so, it was annoying.

“Don’t worry about it,” Leilynn said, not looking up from her book.

Vex started. Did Leilynn know what she was thinking? How extensive was her knowledge?

“Don’t worry about what?” 

“Whatever it is you’re worried about. The world doesn’t end today, so whatever it is, it’ll be fine. Besides, the important things that happen today… Hmm. Never mind.”

Vex glared at her. “Really? You’re going to hint at something that obviously, and then follow it up with ‘never mind?’”

Leilynn flipped a page and continued her reading, clicking her tongue. “Yes. I’m told that habit is infuriating.”

Vex sighed, and then sat down in the sand in front of Leilynn. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”

“In regards to?”

“Everything.” Vex sighed, blowing out some errant hair that had fallen into her eyeline, which did nothing to actually solve the problem. “How to help Mama. How to help Otter. Whether to use my Pact or not. Whether to talk to the… Other. Life, I guess.”

Leilynn placed her book on the ground, left open and face down so she didn’t lose her place, and stared intently at Vex. There were no words exchanged. It felt like an examination. Like someone dissecting her soul. 

“I think I know how to help.”

Leilynn stood and walked away. Vex watched her, confusion filling her. She leaned forward and grabbed Leilynn’s book.

“You forgot…” she trailed off, seeing Leilynn practically scampering away, racing off the beach and into the woods. “... book.”

Curious, Vex flipped the book open. It was a series of hand-written notes, mostly scribbles, with entries crossed out, some circled, underlined, and one in particular had arrows drawn towards it.

Don’t fuck this up, it read.

Curious. Vex had expected some kind of romance novel, or maybe something pornographic, like Otter had suggested. But this looked more like a diary, or a journal. But one written by a Dream-touched.

Suddenly Vex understood. This was a back and forth exchange Leilynn was keeping. Notes probably to and from different versions of herself. A correspondence with her younger and older selves, a tangible piece of information she kept on her and a way to keep track of when and where she was. 

Why was it so slim? Did she have volumes? Multiple editions hidden about her home? 

She was tempted to read it. Sneak a peek into the past, and perhaps the future. It wasn’t fair that this carrot had been tangled in front of her nose.

But it felt like a violation of privacy. This wasn’t something meant for her. It was Leilynn’s, and no one else’s.

Vex snapped the book shut, and followed after Leilynn.

There were too many people milling about the beach for Vex to reliably follow footprints, but she’d seen roughly where Leilynn had gone. She may have inherited Otter’s memories, but luckily, hadn’t inherited her brain, which was scattershot on the best of days. She was fully capable of remembering where a person had gone just moments ago.

But after she entered the woods, Vex realized she had no idea where Leilynn had gone after that.

“Hello?” Vex called, stumbling over some roots and seeming to trip on every mound of dirt or bit of wood available.

So, maybe she’d inherited Otter’s coordination somehow.

Well, this was a problem. She was supposed to be watching Leilynn, but now she was nowhere in sight, in the middle of some woods that could potentially be filled with lisuna or tigers or… wait, tigers were from Earth, not Reylorien. Okay, so Leilynn was at least safe from tigers.

Still, how was she going to find her? Well, she did have these new ears and eyes. Maybe it was time she practiced tracking with them.

Vex focused, and it was as if another layer of colour were added to everything, the shadows themselves bleeding with a purplish hue. Sounds that she normally forced her brain to stop processing with her Fleshcrafting came to life, and somewhere in the distance, she could hear Leilynn’s laughter, something close to a giggle. 

It was coming from an even denser part of the forest, where the trees were thickest. Vex locked in and gave chase.

Everything about her felt clumsy and awkward. As if her body were built wrong, like her brain wasn’t used to the way her limbs moved in proportion to the rest of her body. Probably a holdover from the previous tenant, or maybe from recently being so small and rapidly forcing herself through a growth spurt.

But there was a solution to that, one she’d been ignoring. She could just… adjust her body. Change it how she wanted. Maybe trim some height. Or lengthen her legs, while keeping the rest of her the same? Was that a viable option?

Should she be doing that kind of thing? She’d promised Mama she wouldn’t. And this wasn’t something that was life or death, it wasn’t defending herself or others. She couldn’t justify this use of her Pact beyond comfort. 

But, if she got attacked… maybe she could force herself to lengthen her limbs. For reach purposes. And make her torso a little smaller. To… make her harder to hit by making her centre mass less… massy. 

Great, she could easily justify those changes. Now, how to justify the errant thoughts about making her tits and ass nicer, too? And maybe toning down the number of freckles she had.

Vex broke through the thick mass of trees – she literally had to squeeze between a few of the smaller ones since there was no path cut into this wilderness – and tumbled into a clearing. Leilynn was sitting on a rock by a pond being fed by a small waterfall.

She was also very naked.

Her clothes had been discarded, one item at a time, in a very obvious path leading to her. Her position was a little awkward, one leg bent and cocked, another hand on a hip. It looked like she was trying to be coquettish, but it came off as a little silly and overdone.

Vex glanced away, but not before making a few stumbling steps towards Leilynn, and getting a full view of her breasts. Her very generous breasts. She was a lot more gifted in that area than Vex had been expecting. 

She glanced away, her face heating up. She held up the book she still carried, and not knowing what to say, mumbled, “Book.”

“I see that,” Leilynn said.

“You, uhm, forgot it.”

“I did not. I left it for you.” She had that same wistful tone of voice that she always had, as if she were only somewhat lucid. But there was an undertone to it now. Something sharp and predatory. “Did you read it?”

“No,” Vex said, a little panicked. “Maybe a little. Only a tiny bit, before I realized what it was.”

“You were meant to read it,” Leilynn said, and then gingerly took it from Vex’s grasp before laying it down on the rock.

“Oh. Well. I did read one line. The one with, uhm, the arrows.”

“I should hope so. It was meant for you to read.”

“Oh. So… that was an instruction for me, not for you?”

Leilynn glanced away, as if embarrassed. It made her all the more beautiful, to look so genuine and unsure in the moment.

“Perhaps… it was for the both of us.”

“But I thought Dream-touched can’t change the future? You just observe it. So, if you don’t mess it up in what you’ve seen or communicated or… How does this work?”

“I haven’t seen this moment. Because if I did, it’d be my past self here, and not me. But… normally, yes, we can’t alter what we see.”

“Wait, normally?”

Leilynn gave her one of those knowing, mysterious smiles, and Vex felt her knees go a little weak. She truly had such an angelic smile with those wide cheeks and dimples. 

“Is this really what you want to talk about?” Leilynn said, gesturing at her very naked body. “Now?”

Vex panicked, and once again averted her eyes, even if she wanted them to be exactly where attention was being drawn to.

“We barely know each other,” Vex squeaked.

“No, you barely know me, I’ve known you for years. Wouldn’t you rather get to know me better in the Silayan way?”

“How… how does that work?”

“Well, by eating me out, to begin with.”

Vex coughed, and blushed even harder. “How… how does that get me to learn anything about you?”

“Well, it tells you what my pussy tastes like. And shows you how I respond to all the inventive things you can do with your tongue that no one else can.”

Vex’s heart hammered in her chest. “Can’t we just… talk?”

“I’d rather skip…” Leilynn trailed off, and then took Vex’s chin gently in one hand and pulled her face to hers. Their eyes met, and Vex wanted to run, to be somewhere else. “You’re terrified, aren’t you?”

Vex made a small whimpering noise, and Leilynn pulled her close into a hug, and made comforting noises into her ear. 

“I’m sorry,” Leilynn said. “I guess I’m coming on a little strong. I guess you still have some growing to do. Me as well, I suppose. Okay, what do you want to do?”

“Talk? Like, actually talk? Find out… what we like? What we enjoy?”

“What I like and enjoy is getting fucked by my redheaded wife until I am a drooling mess, but I suppose we can talk about my other hobbies.”

“Can… can you put on some clothes, too?”

“Tales, no. I want the vision engraved in your imagination, so you have fodder to finger fuck yourself to later tonight when you’re wondering why you didn’t have sex with me when I gave you the chance.”

Vex didn’t like the sound of how true that rang. 

“But… but at least, I know if I want to do it, in the future, you know, when I’m ready… you’ll be available.”

“Are you implying I’m easy?” Leilynn said with an arched eyebrow.

“No. I mean, uh…”

“Because I am. But only for you.” 

Leilynn leaned forward and placed a small kiss on Vex’s nose, and then another soft one on her lips. Vex returned it, just a peck really, but then looked away, nervous she’d gone too far.

Leilynn chuckled to herself. “This? This is precious. To think my beast of a wife was once so timid.”

“Beast?”

“Oh, absolutely. Endless endurance, possessive, an absolute conqueror who claims her territory every night. I guess we’ll have to train it into you, though.”

“Oh… well that sounds… nice?”

“It is. But just so you know, since you declined my offer of sex today, I won’t offer again. When you want me, you’ll have to claim me.”

“C… claim you?”

Leilynn hummed. “Yes. Take me. With use of force, of course. I will say no. You are to ignore me. That is your only hint. I’m sure you’ll figure the rest out.”

“Oh… Oh, I see.” She very much did not, but some part of her was very much turned on from what she was hearing. 

“So,” Leilynn said. “What shall we talk about?”

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