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"Well, here we are. Lil'lanria."

Rynn flicked her honey-gold tail as she regarded the foreboding view before them. The crooked road they stood upon was littered with remnants of the life that might have once flourished here. Little clumps of dead grass poked out of the dry, rocky soil. More visibly, dead trees twisted and turned out of the blackened soil, their bark like leather and stained with pale white. Leafless branches reached towards the stormy gloom obscuring the skies; Rynn thought they looked like skeletal hands pleading to the apathetic heavens.

Beyond a chasm spanned, so deep that darkness shrouded the bottom. From the center of that terrible maw rose a mountain. Gigantic bridges, like the one before them now, cut across from around the lip of the chasm. They dared to traverse over the black and connected to the mountain in the center.

The mountain was what Elyril had been referring to when she spoke the name of this damned place. Once, Rynn reluctantly admitted, it had probably been a beautiful city, looking at the care with which the mountain had been transformed into a place. The hand of nature was no where to be seen; every space had been carved or built upon. Smoothed and decorated spires rose high. Portions of the mountain had been flattened and expanded, creating jutting platforms that held up fortresses and smaller clusters of buildings.

Even in the dark below there were platforms and bridges reaching out to the chasm's walls. Rynn halfheartedly wondered how far down the original creators had dared to go. Staring at the endless depths sent a shiver through her, though it might have been cold, thick fog the coursed by like water and stormed over the edge like misty falls.

"We are going to die," she announced, crossing her arms and flattening her black-tipped ears.

Elyril laughed, swishing her own scaly tail. "Don't be such a little coward!" She reached over and petted Rynn, who only came up to the lizard's ample bosom. "Besides, aren't you even a little bit excited? We're going to be the first to walk Lil'lanria in nearly a millennium!"

"That's what they'll write on our graves if and when your Guild finds our corpses."

"We'll be fine," her master insisted, but Rynn already noticed the gleam that came to the lizard's eye whenever her adventure-lust overcame common sense. Rynn sighed, and Elyril said, "I only want to take a peek. Besides, I don't know anyone who's ever given up their right of first delve."

Elyril was a geolancer, which as Rynn understood it was just a fancy word for stupid, nosy explorers. The Lancer's Guild oversaw the work and distribution of all lancers, including geolancers like Elyril. Rynn wasn't a lancer, but because of the pact that allowed Rynn to use her magic and Elyril to draw on it she served the geolancer and ended up being dragged along to whatever adventure Elyril was heading off to. She'd almost gotten used to it over the years, especially after realizing that Elyril was cleverer than she looked and also had a pretty good sword arm, but...

Rynn glanced at Lil'lanria again and shivered. No doubt about it; they were probably going to die horrible deaths.

Rolling her eyes, Elyril tugged sharply on Rynn's tail, eliciting a started meep. Rynn glared up at her while rubbing the base of her tail where it smarted.

Smiling smugly, the geolancer moved forward towards the metal bridge. "Off we go!"

Reluctantly, Rynn followed after her master. Elyril tested the ancient bridge with a foot, then took a few careful steps on it before finally moving across. They continued side by side, silently marveling. Though it was dirty and riddled with cobwebs, there was no rust nor signs of damage. Elaborate carvings depicted all kinds of wondrous scenery, so detailed and delicate that even Rynn feared marring them with her boots. They had withstood time though, and it was a bridge, so it was probably fine.

A tall tower greeted them at the other end, rising high, decorated with beautiful murals. A looming archway opened into a central chamber. Rynn and Elyril stood side by side while the glanced curiously around. Three winged statues knelt before a massive pool of water set against the far wall. Clear water trickled from urns in their hands into the pool. Once the faceless statues might had been a pale gold, but time had seen them worn and their finer details obscured by patches of mold. Around the front of the pool were several carved benches, most of them chipped or resting in broken chunks, and before them was a field of painted tile. Square and rectangular patches broke the sea of tiles every so often, giving Rynn the impression that they might have housed trees and tiny gardens. Looking at the many archways leading deeper into the city it was obvious that this had been a courtyard of some kind.

A faint pressure oozed from most of the pathways branching off, sending a pulsing tingle through her and causing her fur to stand on end.

"There is still magical energy flowing here," she warned, smoothing down her fur as best she could.

"You can feel it?"

Rynn nodded.

"I suppose that shouldn't come as a surprise. Your people built this place, after all."

To that Rynn could only shrug. Supposedly, before her people had somehow been reduced to a scattered handful living nomadic lives, they had ruled a vast empire with their magic. Lil'lanria had been one of their more sought after legacies, or so she'd been told. Rynn didn't especially care; it was well before her time and she felt no connection to it now, even if she had helped translate the musty old tomes that had brought them here.

Elyril picked an archway at random. Rynn followed, sniffing as she glanced around. The hallway they walked continued on for some time and, like everywhere else here it seemed, their walls were painted with intricate designs and depictions. There was mold here and there, and a few scattered cracks, but Rynn marveled at how well the placed had been preserved considering how long the city had been left to sleep. There was definitely sorcery at work there.

The hallway opened momentarily into a small room, continuing on the other side. To their left the wall was covered with what seemed to be a map. To the right a curved stone door stood shut, a pulsing circular mark on its front casting off the same pale light as the runic designs set into the ceiling.

Elyril examined the map while Rynn poked at the glowing circle. The door opened with a snap, startling her.

"Well, it still works," she said, peering at the small chamber inside.

"Good, because the libraries are pretty deep down," Elyril said cheerfully.

Rynn joined her and examined the map. Thin script written in her people's language proclaimed a series of massive chambers deep inside. The term actually used was 'halls of knowledge', but they really were just libraries. It didn't surprise her that the section marking the libraries was drawn in inlaid gold, nor did it surprise her that they were at the heart of the city. It was fairly well known that her people had valued lore and knowledge above all else and had guarded their great libraries and vaults zealously.

"Let's head down," Elyril said, pausing to play with one of Rynn's ears.

They stepped together into the chamber and examined a glowing panel. The geolancer found a golden strip of text matching the map's labeling of the libraries and pressed it. The chamber shook, then they felt it begin to descend. Rynn was unnerved a little by the strange platform they were riding, but Elyril looked like a child given a new toy, her eyes wide with wonder.

"I don't suppose you'd be able to tell me how this works, Rynn?" Elyril asked, spinning in a slow circle.

Rynn laughed shortly and shook her head. "Not even if you Commanded me to. I don't know anything about the old magics."

"That's too ba-"

The chamber came to a violent halt, throwing them against the smoothed walls. A grating noise sounded from below them and the chamber began to shake. Eventually it stopped and flashing lights came on, their color a deep blue. The door opened to reveal a large room with a high ceiling. Rynn and Elyril exchanged a look, then peered outside.

The wall around them seemed to have somehow collapsed, as had part of the ceiling. The strewn bricks and chunks formed a haphazard ramp up to and half burying the opening to the chamber they had been riding. Rynn assumed that the rubble continued beneath, which is why it couldn't proceed deeper.

Elyril was already beginning to make her way down.

Sighing, Rynn followed after the emerald-scaled lizard. "Maybe we should find another way down, Elyril?"

The geolancer curled her tail thoughtfully. "Nah. I didn't expect to reach the libraries so easily anyway. This is fine." She turned to face Rynn. "I just want to poke around a little, then we can head back, all right?"

Rynn nodded, though it really wasn't as if she had a choice. She wouldn't allow Elyril go on alone and the lizard wouldn't leave any unexplored portions of the city within her reach unmolested.

They walked the room, turning a small circle and getting a good look of the chamber.

"Beautiful..." Elyril breathed, and Rynn could only nod in agreement, as awestruck as she was.

The ceiling glowed with unearthly light, a celestial spread of purples and pinks and deep blues, pulsing and flowing. Stars twinkled and shone, spilling their light down. Clear water poured down from walls painted with misty waterfalls, collecting into little channels in the floor that glowed with a pale light. The channels danced and crossed and made wispy patterns all throughout the room, collecting into a deeper, wider channel coursing through the furthest of several archways. Murals covered every free section of stone, realistic depictions of lush springtime forests and gentle meadows. Around them, in an oval with them standing at the center, carved wooden baskets with outstretched prongs were set on raised sections of stone. Despite moisture everywhere, the baskets, and the entire room really, were somehow free of mold. In fact, a gentle fragrance that reminded her of flowers drifted through the air, making her wrinkle her nose.

Utterly smitten, Elyril forged onwards, beckoning for Rynn to follow. The lizard sunk her feet into the water collecting at the far archway and her eyes widened with surprise. They water came up to about her thighs, soaking her adventuring slacks, but she didn't seem to mind.

"I think this was a communal bath, Rynn," she said.

Rynn tilted her head, ears flicking, and leaned down to touch the water. It was hot, though only enough to be pleasant. Despite that she noticed that there was no steam rising from the water, which was a little peculiar. Elyril grabbed her hand and pulled her in, startling her. Rynn glared at the lizard, who only grinned in return. Still holding her hand, she led them deeper into the tunnel. It quickly opened out into an even more impressive chamber.

It was designed similarly to the adjoining one, but pools of all sizes and depths replaced the decorative channels of water. Floating lazily above them were golden crystals. The crystals flourished to life as soon as they had entered, blending with the glow cast off by the enchanted ceiling and giving the room a very peaceful hue. Then, surprising the both of them, the crystals began to emanate a very gentle melody that teased their ears.

Elyril glanced at her. "You people really had a thing for beauty." Knowing what she really meant, Rynn blushed and drooped her tail.

"Well, I suppose this is it," the geolancer commented, sounding a little disappointed. Then a mischievous glint came to her eyes and she pulled Rynn close. Her arms wrapped tightly around Rynn's waist and her snout tickled Rynn's right ear. "Hey...before we go, let's eat and take a bath together, hmm? We'll never get another chance like this."

Rynn snorted and waved her tail. "That would have sounded nicer if it had been all you wanted to do."

"I don't know what you mean," Elyril replied innocently, dragging her near one of the shallower pools.

When they reached their destination, Elyril let her go and began to undo the clips and buckles on her tight leathers and slacks. With a care she only applied to her personal gear, she set pouches, packs, her longsword, clothing, and various tools well away from the water. Rynn watched her undress with probably poorly hidden interest until she could see all of the reptile's smooth, scaly body and the dark cream hue that ran down her front, over her bulging breasts, and down between her legs.

Rynn set down her own things beside Elyril's, but didn't undress, knowing that Elyril enjoyed undressing her and would make a fuss if Rynn didn't let her. Almost as the thought crossed her mind, Elyril eyed her with growing lust and moved behind her. She lifted Rynn's tunic over her head and undid the breastband wound around her chest. Cloth fluttered as she tossed them aside, then her warm hands cupped Rynn's much smaller breasts.

Rynn had always hated her thin, flat body, especially when compared to Elyril's voluptuous and well cushioned one, though Elyril never seemed to mind. A soft breath escaped Rynn's muzzle as Elyril playfully squeezed her breasts, her own muzzle teasing Rynn's neck. Elyril thumbed over her sensitive nipples, sending a soft jolt through her, then slid her hands downward.

They slipped into her slacks and panties, caressing her thighs and moving back around to grip her small bottom. One hand continued traveling while the other remained behind and it soon found her mound, cupping it warmly with an open hand.

"You're so cute, Rynn," Elyril whispered into her ear while she squirmed beneath the lizard's attention.

Rynn craned her head, blushing beneath her fur. "Stop teasing me. I'm nothing like you."

Elyril grinned and licked Rynn's nose. "That's all right. I like you the way you are, even if you can be a stubborn pain sometimes."

Rynn rolled her eyes while Elyril crouched and slowly tugged down Rynn's slacks and panties. She fidgeted when her sex was revealed, then stepped out of her garments and watched them join their pile of clothing.

Elyril stood up and leaned down to kiss her. Rynn flicked her ears and playfully leaned away, grinning.

"That's not funny," Elyril murmured. "Give me a kiss."

A soft prickling in Rynn's mind told her Elyril had intended it as a Command. "That's not fair!" she exclaimed in mock anger.

"Heehee."

Rynn fought the compulsion as long as she could while Elyril waited with a smug smile, then finally rose up on her toes and kissed her briefly on the snout.

Elyril blinked, then, realizing Rynn had purposely misinterpreted the Command, frowned. "That's really not funny!"

"You got your kiss..." Rynn said innocently, swishing her tail.

Elyril suddenly tickled her. Rynn burst into laughter, squirming as Elyril used the opening to lean in and kiss her. Their tongues twined while she was still giggling, but Elyril didn't seem to mind, content with holding her close and exploring her mouth.

Elyril broke the wet kiss gently and led her to the edge of the pool, leaning down to grab a satchel with one hand.

They sat at the edge of the bathe together, Rynn sitting in front of Elyril. The lizard traced her fingers along Rynn's belly while she opened the large satchel and withdrew a wheel of hard cheese and some dried strips of meat. Elyril bit into a bit of meat hungrily, then broke off a piece of cheese and waved it in front of Rynn's muzzle.

"I can feed myself, you know," Rynn said indignantly.

Elyril waited expectantly until Rynn relented and opened her muzzle. The lizard fed her the piece of cheese, sticking her fingers further into her mouth than needed and sensuously rubbing a finger along her tongue. Rynn's face burned beneath her fur, but Elyril only giggled.

After they had eaten their fill, Elyril pressed closed and said, "Now then, before our bath..."

Rynn meeped when she felt Elyril's breasts and hot erection press into her back. The lizard's arms came around and squeezed her breasts, then traveled downwards to trace her moistening slit. Ears flat, a soft, hot moan escaped her lips. Elyril continued eagerly playing with her, rubbing circles around her mound, pressing along the opening and teasing her rising clit.

Her tapered tail snaked around Rynn's waist. She eyed it distantly, deep breaths sliding out of her muzzle. Elyril spread her pussy open with two fingers, then prodding her sticky opening with the tip of her tail.

Rynn jumped in surprise, her hands reaching down to clutch the tail. "W-what are you doing!?"

"Heehee," Elyril said seductively. "I know you love it when I use my tail to play with you..."

"I don't know where you got that idea from..."

"Mmm...maybe it's just me that likes doing it, then..." Elyril's hands returned to playing with Rynn's breasts, cruelly pinching her nipples and sending jolts down her back. She leaned close and whispered into Rynn's ears, "Spread your pussy apart."

Unable to resist the compulsion, but still thoroughly embarrassed, Rynn used both hands to spread open her wet folds and watched helplessly as Elyril's tail snaked inside. It was thin at first, but as Elyril continued to tug at her nipples and fondle her breasts she diligently slid her tail deeper and deeper. Rynn moaned as it became progressively thicker and she was forced to take more and more of the thing inside her. Rather than just going deeper, Elyril curled her tail on itself while it was inside, making even the thinner parts thicker. She paused after Rynn could feel the squirming tail stirring her deep inside.

"How does it feel?" Elyril breathed, nibbling affectionately on Rynn's ear.

Panting from the hotness wiggling inside, she was only able to mumble something incomprehensible.

"Then...does this feel better?"

Elyril cupped Rynn's breasts and thrust her tail, then quickly continued in a fierce rhythm. Rynn flicked her tail, which was off to the side, and cried out from the sudden sensation of being pistoned by Elyril's tail. Forced to hold herself open for it, Rynn could only moan as Elyril pleasured her, whimpering, ears flat, from the rough attention she was being given.

"Look at me..." Elyril said gently, hands rising to turn her head.

Staring back at Elyril with half closed eyes, Rynn heard little else but the pounding of her own heart and the lewd, wet noises from between her legs. As she squeezed her pussy and came closer to climax, Elyril grinned mischievously and began slowly sliding more and more of her tail inside, forcing Rynn's walls apart and filling her more thickly.

"Elyril!" Rynn shrieked as she came, her lusty voice booming off the walls of the bath. Elyril gave her a few short, powerful thrusts as she came, then slid her tail all the way out at once without warning, sending Elyril over the edge again with another immediate orgasm.

Her vision blurred while she gulped for air, but she could see Elyril's smug look from behind her teary eyes.

"So cute..." Elyril said, and leaned forward, kissing her wetly, her warm tongue sliding deep.

Silver strands connected them when their kiss broke and Rynn again gasped for breath. A release of pressure in Rynn's mind told her that Elyril had dismissed the compulsion, then the lizard gently turned her around while playfully stroking her.

"You made a mess all over my tail," Elyril said, mock annoyance in her voice. She showed Rynn her tail which was smeared with sticky fluids that reeked of her and sex. Rynn stared at the mess, embarrassed and pointedly ignoring Elyril's pleased look. A clawed hand came to her head and gently led her downward to Elyril's throbbing pink cock. "Make it up to me..."

Rynn obediently licked the little hole at the tip of the tapered cock, then brushed down its smooth length until she reached the slit from where it had emerged. Below it another slit, wet with arousal, begged for attention. A rich, earthy smell tickled Rynn's noise, the pleasant and familiar scent of both Elyril's sexes.

Rynn played with Elyril's pussy with her fingers before sliding two inside the surprisingly small opening while her tongue gave plenty of attention to her twitching pink cock.

Elyril leaned back and moaned while petting her. "Good girl..."

Rynn wagged her tail at the praise, feeling a little silly that it pleased her so much considering what she was doing. After playing with the warm treat a bit, she opened her maw and brought it it wetly inside her muzzle, rubbing along the bottom with her tongue while she sucked on it. Elyril breathed out a hot breath, then pressed down on Rynn's head, urging her to take it deeper.

"Mmmngh..." Rynn protested, but Elyril ignored her and pressed down harder.

She let the cock slide deeper in and sucked nosily on it, nuzzling her face into Elyril's crotch while her thrusting fingers made slick sounds as they slid in and out of the lizard's pussy. Elyril's breathing became deeper and her petting became more urgent. Eventually she let go of Rynn and pulled her head up, Elyril's pink cock falling wetly out of her mouth.

"Sit on my lap..." she said.

It wasn't a compulsion, but Rynn sensed her need and obeyed. She moved up to Elyril and straddled her face to face, tail high, while Elyril squeezed her butt and eagerly waved her own tail. Rynn reached down and clutched the base of Elyril's cock, positioning it so that the tip rubbed along her sticky slit, causing Elyril to shiver in anticipation. She pulled down on Rynn, and she allowed herself to settle onto Elyril's lap. They both moaned as her tapered cock forced Rynn open and sank hotly inside her.

Elyril's warm hands traveled along her body, grasping her breasts, squeezing her soft butt, caressing her silky fur. Rynn flattened her ears and buried her head in the lizard's scaly breasts, bouncing up and down on Elyril's lap. The wet noises of her joining echoed off the walls of the bathe.

"Ah...harder...Rynn..."

Rynn nodded, shifting her weight down, grinding her thighs against Elyril's, her eyes closed from the lusty haze that thundered through her nerves. Elyril's hands moved to her hips, pushing down while thrusting up with her own thighs. Eventually Elyril's body grew warm and Rynn could feel her cock twitching fiercely inside her.

"I'm going to cum inside, all right?" Elyril breathed.

She always did, and Rynn loved the sensation, but asked each time anyway. Rynn nodded slowly at her, raising her muzzle to meet Elyril snout. Their kiss was deep and filled with an unfulfilled hunger, but that was remedied when Elyril painfully squeezed her bottom and pressed her down hard.

"Mmh!" Rynn exclaimed into Elyril's maw as hot, thick streams exploded inside and a pleasant pressure began to build.

Elyril's cock twitched as it spurted its sticky steed. The searing heat brought Rynn over the edge again and made her vision blur.

When Elyril's orgasm finally calmed and their muscles relaxed, Elyril broke their kiss and smiled down at Rynn, who panted against the lizard's breasts.

"Hehee...I'm starting to enjoy adventuring for the wrong reasons," Elyril said breathlessly.

Rynn only shook her head. She had forgotten how it started-probably as a casual joke-but Elyril had decided to celebrate the end of each of their adventures like this whenever possible. It had been embarrassing at first, but Rynn had quickly started to look forward to it...though she'd never admit it.

Elyril petted her a little while, letting their hearts slow and their breathing calm, then said, with a hint of amusement, "We really should take that bath now."