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Oestrus Perturbatio	By : Rhondda Category: S through Z > Tin Man Views: 1733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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As apologetic and embarrassed as the people of Harvestmeet were after the spell on them dissipated none of the companions wanted to hang around in case someone decided to blame them for the whole thing.
DG announced Trisha evil free after checking as best she knew how. That meant their mission was over with and it was time to go home. Even if it was heading into evening.
Once more in the saddle, they headed back the way they came. They had been looked at with wary suspicion in the next town they'd see. One night camping out wouldn't hurt them. Especially after having really roughed it DG's first week in the O.Z.
DG felt odd. She was feeling a bit warm, and a tingling settled low in her belly. She chalked it up to the use of her magic. It had taken a powerful surge of light to extinguish that darkness, even if it wasn't all that powerful in comparison to the witch herself.
"So, was that your plan all along?" Glitch drew his horse even with hers.
"Well, not the capture part, or the villagers being possessed part, or you guys getting all bruised and beat up part either. But the out with the bad and in with the good… that was my plan." She shrugged.
"Cain was beat up. I wasn't. No one got close enough." Glitch was grinning in swiftly gathering gloaming.
Up ahead Cain stiffened. No doubt his pride took more of a hit at Glitch's words. As far as DG could see he moved easily, so he couldn't have been banged up too much.
"Cain did much more damage than received. Much more." Raw assured DG.
She saw Cain relax a bit, and she was pretty sure that was Raw's intent more than assuring her.
DG shifted in her saddle, making it creak. The rubbing along the inside of her thighs was much more noticeable than it had been the entire trip out here. It wasn't quite chaffing. It was… uncomfortable.
"However it happened, the job got done. Nobody died, a kid got saved and the last bit of witch got melted." DG held up her fist to the side, at eye level and gave it a little shake. "Yay us."
"You nearly gave us all heart attacks, kid." Cain turned to look over his shoulder. "You can find trouble sitting alone in an empty room."
"Hey! We had not a lick of trouble getting out there. Well, except for my not cinching the saddle tight enough, but I wasn't hurt in the fall. And who was it spinning the lame bullshit story to the extras from Frankenstein?" DG moved her fist to her hip.
"It was the magic that got us captured," he pointed out a bit sharply.
DG growled, an actual growl. "And now I'm to blame for having magic? I cloaked it as much as I knew how the moment I sensed other magic. I can't hold it in for all that long. It's like filling your bladder and no bushes in sight."
Oh, it was so wrong. Arguing with Cain was turning her on. Rocking in the saddle didn't help. Icy thoughts, think icy thoughts…
"Cain was scared. Gets angry when scared." Raw leaned moved his horse along DG's to speak softly. He turned quickly to look at her, a furrow in his brow.
"DG alright?"
Oh shit! Could he feel that? Could this get any worse? DG blushed, "I'm fine."
They ended up camping just off the road in a hayfield after finding a lone farmhouse. Cain had approached and asked permission to camp on their property, after giving them coin for the privilege. Unlike their trek through the O.Z. six months ago this wasn't woodland but owned property and squatters, even overnight, were not looked upon favorably. But renting a small bit of land for the night was just fine.
The hay here had been harvested into piles of square bales. Not the round logs DG was used to seeing. But the scent of the earth and cut chaff was a comforting reminder of home. They had to pull up some stalks before laying down blankets and setting up a fire pit.
They had set up guard shifts as they 'weren't far enough away' for Cain. DG didn't think they'd be followed, not now.
DG couldn't sleep. It was… embarrassing. The fire was embers, but it burned too hot. Her skin was tight. She started to feel an ache, that low down pulse of arousal. It was neither the time or the place for it. It wasn't even focused on anything. Maybe it was some sort of annoying aftereffect of drawing out the darkness. It wasn't as if she had ever done anything like it before. Such an intimate exchange of magical energies was… sensual in a way. But there had been no erotic sensations when it was done.
She could feel the material of her bra against her nipples, and she shifted her legs, trying to ease some of the slowly rising excitement.
When she finally managed to drift off to sleep she found herself lost in dreams that made things worse.
Glitch was on watch, listening to the occasional owl, and reciting the O.Z. periodical table in his head. He kept getting stuck and struggled to remember. Eventually the right element would come, however; it was frustrating. Other than the owl the night was dead silent. Above Raw's soft snoring Glitch could occasionally hear one of his companions shift in their sleep a gasp for breath, a sigh, the few instances where Cain would give a counterpoint snore before turning and falling silent again. It was the whimper that actually made him turn to look at them.
The moan definitely came from DG. She shifted restlessly in her sleep, her breath gasping. There was another moan and he was moving to crouch beside her. She seemed to be in pain of some sort, or having a nightmare.
"Hey," His voice was a low whisper in her ear as he shook her shoulder. "Deej, wake up."
She moaned again and leaned towards him, licking her lips in her sleep as she took his hand from her shoulder in hers and guided it down to her breast. She let out a half moan, half gasp.
Glitch snatched his hand back with a yelp and fell on his backside as he scrambled a bit back.
There was a familiar click and he looked over to see Cain sitting up and pointing his gun at him. Cain was going shoot him for something he didn't do!
"It wasn't me! I didn't… I would never…" Glitch looked wide eyed at DG, who was now wide awake and looking at Glitch, confusion on her face.
"What's goin' on?" She frowned.
"What was all the noise about?" Cain slid his gun back into its holster.
Glitch sighed with relief. The other man had awoken at the ready from the sound of his yelp. The gun was his usual automatic defensive move, not because he thought he saw Glitch feeling up the princess.
Luckily, No one could see the advisor's blush in the moonlight.
"Something wrong." Raw was getting up and moving towards Glitch and DG.
DG flinched and shrunk back, this was one of the things you did NOT want your friends knowing. "No, nothing's wrong. Everything's just fine. Hunky dory."
Raw placed a hand on DG's shoulder and she squeaked, pulling roughly away. "Keep you're paws and your mind to yourself!" The whole embarrassing, slowly building arousal cut her temper short.
She jumped to her feet ,walking angrily away across the field.
"Damnit, kid, you can't go off alone." Cain was to his feet and stalking after her.
Glitch looked to Raw, puzzled.
"DG not alright. Cursed. Dark. In heat." Raw looked to the ground.
"Oh. Ooooh." Glitch finally nodded. "Human's don't go into Heat, Raw. It's one of the differences between our species. It's just…" Glitch put on a lecturing face, completely serious, "you see there's a time of the moon you're best off avoiding some women…"
Raw actually growled. "Not stupid. Not natural. Know Heat. Can smell it. Curse brought on Heat. Building. Very bad."
"Curse brought on…" Glitch's face scrunched up. "What kind of..." he looked the way DG had gone, followed by her shadow. "It could be… no. Or maybe… no." His hand came up, finger pointed to the sky, face bright. "It's…" his face fell and he shook his head, "no, not that either."
Raw sat in the dirt next to his friend. Sometimes he didn't seem to have been fixed at all.
"Something about the country." Glitch took a handful of dirt and tossed it at the embers of the fire. His face lit once more. "That's it. Nature magic. Country witches, the older rituals!"
Glitch turned and his eyes went wide. "Doesn't take much power, and that dark magic in the kid back there wasn't strong, but knew it was losing. Oh no!"
"What?" Raw was frustrated by Glitch's verbal wondering.
"Oestrus Perturbatio. It's a evil twist on an old fertility spell used to help couples having trouble in that area." Glitch ran a hand over his face.
Raw nodded. "Very fertile. In Heat."
"Oh yeah. The twisted version of the spell is meant to humiliate and torment the victim, and to leave a lasting memory of the curse. It… well… it makes the victim aroused." Glitch twitched a bit, clearly uncomfortable, "It builds and builds until something has to be done or the victim can actually go mad. Before that they'll be begging for... well… relief. They can't, er, take care of things themselves, as the opposite sex is needed. And only… well… intercourse can ease the symptoms." Glitch was sure his face was glowing red as he stared at his feet. DG had moved his hand to her… Oh my!
"Ease symptom? How break curse?" Raw wasn't embarrassed. Sexuality was nothing his people shied from. It was normal. Humans made it complicated.
"Oh…" Glitch buried his face in his hands. "the curse can't be broken. Only fulfilled. It ends…" he gulped, Adams apple bobbing, "when the intent of the original spell is achieved. Thus the fertility. The curse ends when the victim either gets pregnant or impregnates someone, depending on the sex of the victim. That's the lasting memory of the curse."
"DG needs to mate, have cub. Then curse over." Raw shook his head. Human magic was strange.
"But she's a princess. She can't have a baby out of … it'd be out of the succession and could be used as a political rallying…" Glitch sighed. "Nothing says there'd have to be follow through. There are potions…"
Glitch looked at Raw. "The real problem is DG is going to have to find someone to, er, be with. We're eight hours from the next decent sized town. I doubt she'd want a stranger, no matter how willing, to take care of things."
Raw looked off into the direction the other two had gone. "Don't think stranger needed."
Glitch looked in the same direction. "Pfft, he's never gonna make a move from living in the past and she's never gonna either out of respect. They can't face up to things now, this… will this isn't a good thing. But might be down to him or…" Glitch gulped, "me."
Glitch's wide eyes shot to Raw. "I can't. I couldn't… Raw, she's like a… a niece. I poked at her when she was a baby. She's… FAMILY." He shuddered. "I mean, she's a very attractive woman, but it'd be like a cousin, or a sister, or…"
Raw sighed but nodded. "Raw understands."
As much as he admired DG, and felt she was one of his greatest friends, he was not attracted to DG physically. Human's and Viewers were not compatible. That left one known candidate… or a willing stranger.
DG felt Cain grab her arm, "Come on, kid. It's dark and you can't be out here on your own."
Her heart surged and where his hand grasped bolts of arousal arced under her skin.
She yanked her arm away. Her voice sounded shrill. Even to herself. "I'm fine. I just need some space. Don't you people understand the concept of alone time?"
There was a look of hurt shock that passed over Cain's face before a flash of anger. "Not this close to a potentially dangerous village."
"They're not dangerous anymore."
She needed to calm her racing heart and breath. She needed some privacy to get this damn itch under control, hopefully by visualizing running naked around the northern palace. With the cold air moving over her skin, across her neck, over her breasts… no… no… making her go numb and freezing her. No roaring fire with warm hands chasing away that cold… DAMNIT!
The light of the almost-full moon wasn't giving her much room to hide. Now Cain was looking at her with concern and confusion. "What's going on? You're not fine."
"Bad dreams, that's all. Just some old nightmares. Leave it, Cain. I never ask you about yours." Deflect by turning the subject to a sore point. Not nice, but usually effective.
She'd been dreaming, but it hadn't been nightmares. Far from it. And the star of her subconscious's frustrating porn show was asking too many questions.
She looked heavenward. Why me? I've been good, mostly. I really don't deserve this kind of embarrassment.
"Fine, we'll go back." She crossed her arms and kept her back straight, not inviting closeness.
Returning to the camp she did NOT like the look Raw and Glitch were giving her. They looked like they were guilty of something. There was something akin to pity in their eyes. Raw better not have talked. He wouldn't be that cruel.
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