"Come on, Alicia, don't let Leafy Highness get the best of you!" Sylvie cheerfully encouraged Alicia, swiftly refilling both hers and Riya's mugs each time they emptied them. The competition was in full swing, their raucous laughter and cheers filling the air. Meanwhile, the other girls found entertainment in the spectacle, savoring their own mugs of the intoxicating Elven Elixir paired with the deliciously grilled meat.
Aditya watched on with a bemused expression, his gaze oscillating between the dueling princesses. They were already three mugs down each and showed no signs of slowing. Riya, with her natural demeanor, seemed to be fairing well, nonchalantly sipping her fourth mug as if it was nothing more than water. Alicia, on the other hand, seemed to be facing a tough battle with her fourth mug, her face flushed a rosy red, and her breath slightly uneven.
Observing the situation, Julia couldn't help but add her own sarcastic remark. "At this rate, I'd say our precious Golden Glutton is more of a Lightweight Lass!" she quipped, causing the group to burst into laughter. Even Alicia, despite her struggle, managed to smirk, her eyes glittering with determination, refusing to back down. The night was filled with laughter and friendly rivalry, the joy of their gathering enhancing the beauty of the Silver Meadow Grove.
Somehow, Alicia mustered the strength to finish her fourth mug, but that seemed to be her limit. With a sigh of resignation, she declared, "I can't continue anymore. I give up." She collapsed onto Sylvie's lap, closing her eyes as if she was ready to drift off into a sweet, alcohol-induced slumber.
Riya, on the other hand, was just finishing her sixth mug, looking almost as fresh as she did at the beginning of their friendly competition. Her cheeks were lightly flushed, giving her an air of charm and delight. "Well, Golden Glutton," she announced triumphantly, "it seems this is my win." The other girls stared at her in awe, wondering how she had managed to consume so much wine yet remain so energetic.
Having claimed her victory, Riya's attention now shifted to her promised reward. She locked eyes with Aditya, and in a gesture that oozed seduction, she licked her lips. The girls, slightly intoxicated, let out a few giggles at this spectacle.
But as Riya started sauntering toward Aditya, she was stopped in her tracks. Looking back, she found a very determined Alicia holding onto her leg. "Golden Glutton, let go of my leg," Riya demanded, slightly confused by Alicia's actions. Her flushed cheeks and slightly off-balance demeanor suggested that the wine was starting to take its toll.
With a playful smile dancing on her lips, Alicia responded in a defiant and merry voice, "Hehe! I don't want to." Her action incited another round of laughter among the girls. The night was turning out to be one of the most memorable ones they'd had, filled with laughter, merriment, and a sense of camaraderie that ran deep.
In the flickering firelight, Alicia and Riya's playful spat continued unabated. The drunken, high-spirited banter escalated as Alicia obstinately refused to release Riya's leg, her taunts becoming increasingly mischievous. Far from being put off, Riya seemed to revel in the friendly rivalry. The promised reward of a kiss from Aditya for the victor was momentarily forgotten, replaced by a shared, albeit competitive, camaraderie.
In the midst of this high-spirited chaos, Julia appeared to be lost in thought. She stopped reaching for her drink and her gaze turned towards Aditya. An unexpected question tumbled from her lips, "Aditya, why don't you ever invite Sasha to join us? I don't think any of us have ever met her."
Sasha, the goddess of Lust, was an enigma for many of them. Despite being the goddess of Alchemy, Julia hadn't had the opportunity to meet Sasha in person. In fact, not even Riya, the goddess of Nature, or Alicia, the goddess of Wealth, had seen her face-to-face. Sasha was someone who, despite her title and significance, remained elusive to them.
Aditya was momentarily taken aback by the question. He took a moment to compose himself, his eyes glancing around at the curious faces of the group. The playful banter ceased for a moment as they awaited his response, the atmosphere turning subtly serious and expectant.
"Sasha, well...," Aditya began, rubbing the back of his neck with a slightly awkward grin etched on his face. "To be honest, it's a bit complicated. We did agree that I would go see her next time, but I never managed to follow through. Life got in the way, you know?"
It wasn't that Aditya intentionally avoided her, far from it. The simple fact was that his time was spread incredibly thin. Between his responsibilities and spending time with Julia and the others, he never quite managed to carve out a slot for a visit to Sasha.
However, the mere mention of another woman's name from Aditya's lips was enough to bring Riya's playful fight with Alicia to an abrupt halt. The change in Riya's aura was palpable, and Alicia, quickly picking up on it, wisely chose not to push her luck by continuing the taunting.
Julia, ever the peacekeeper, gently encouraged Aditya, "You should try and make time to visit her, Aditya."
"I suppose you're right, maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I could try to..." Aditya's words trailed off as Riya, seemingly out of nowhere, pushed him onto the grassy floor, effectively interrupting him. The sudden change of events elicited surprised gasps from the group, as they watched the situation unfold before them.
"Ri... Riya..." Aditya's voice emerged as a soft, surprised gasp. Riya had positioned herself on his lap, her aura radiating an unexpected, fiery intensity. It didn't take him long to realize that she was acting out of jealousy. Riya was rather possessive about him, her love dipping into the depths of obsessive ardor. Usually, she kept her feelings well under control, but the alcohol seemed to have lowered her inhibitions, revealing her raw emotions.
"Aditya... hush..." Her voice was barely a whisper, loaded with an array of emotions. Without giving him a chance to respond, she leaned forward, her body pressing against his. The feel of her soft bosom against his chest sent a jolt of electricity through him. Slowly, deliberately, she moved closer still, her lips seeking his. As they made contact, a shudder rippled through her body, her inexperience evident in her somewhat clumsy efforts.
However, Aditya chose to take over, embracing the electrifying moment with open arms. Literally. His arms wound around her slender waist, holding her close. The unexpected bite on her lips caught Riya by surprise, causing her to open her mouth slightly. He took this chance to slip his tongue inside, intertwining with hers in an intimate dance.
Meanwhile, their companions had varied reactions to the sudden turn of events. Julia maintained her calm facade, a faint smile playing on her lips. Lara, the innocent one, blushed furiously, her eyes wide with fascination and embarrassment. Amber, on the other hand, was showing signs of jealousy, her lips pouting in silent protest. But all these reactions were largely unnoticed, as everyone's attention was captured by the passionate display between Aditya and Riya, their connection tangible in the soft moonlight.
Aditya was a master of the art of kissing, his expertise shone through his controlled movements and understanding of pace. With every passing moment, Riya could feel the warmth spreading through her body, a strange, delightful heat that ignited an unfamiliar fire within her.
Then she felt it - an insistent hardness pressing against her. She didn't need any further explanation to understand what it was, and the awareness sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. Even the barrier of their clothes couldn't diminish the heated sensation emanating from him.
Mmm....!
Unable to suppress her reactions, Riya let out a throaty moan, a clear testament to the pleasure coursing through her. Her hand, seemingly of its own accord, slipped under his shirt, exploring the landscape of his body. Her fingers traced the well-defined contours of his abs and muscles, each touch sending a shiver of anticipation coursing through her veins.
Their breaths hitched, the air between them heavy with shared passion and burgeoning desires. The world outside their bubble ceased to exist as they lost themselves in the intoxicating dance of love. Their hearts pounded in a synchronous rhythm, underscoring the symphony of their shared desire, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time yet as fresh as the dawn of each new day.
Witnessing the passionate scene unfolding before her, Alicia could feel a surge of envy sweeping over her. "Hey, that's not fair," she protested, a playful lilt in her voice as she gently pushed Riya away, claiming her spot on Aditya's lap.
As she took her seat, Alicia could feel Aditya's evident arousal pressing against her, a solid reminder of his masculinity that reached up to the pit of her lower belly. A knowing smirk pulled at the corners of her lips as she locked eyes with him.
"Alicia...." Aditya's voice was laced with a mix of surprise and desire. His usually calm demeanor seemed to falter a bit under her captivating gaze. He was battling his instincts, trying to keep his thoughts in check. But before he could utter another word, Alicia leaned in and decisively claimed his lips.
Their lips collided in a smoldering kiss, the heat between them rising exponentially with each passing moment. She tasted of sweet wine and something uniquely Alicia, an addictive flavor that had him yearning for more. Their tongues danced in a heated battle, each trying to dominate the other. The air around them buzzed with raw sensuality and pent-up desire, their bodies fitting together like two perfectly crafted puzzle pieces.
Aditya's hand, seemingly of its own accord, found its way to the small of her back, pulling her closer. The thin fabric of her dress did little to disguise the curves of her body, each one fitting perfectly against him, heightening the sensation of their intimate contact.
Their kiss was an intricate ballet of shared desires, of burning passion that threatened to consume them, making the air around them sizzle with an intense erotic charge. Each soft sound escaping from her throat, each gasp for air, was like sweet music to his ears, urging him to deepen their connection. Each heated glance shared, every caress exchanged, was a testament to their unspoken desires, making their encounter all the more exhilarating and tantalizingly erotic.
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