Co-Op Kingmaker 1 (WC Pathfinder: Kingmaker) (Patreon)

It was one thing looking at it through a computer screen, it was another to actually be standing in an Aldori mansion, no matter how powerful the computer or how good the graphics card. Computers just can’t duplicate the atmosphere of polished wood walls, the feel of thick rugs under your boots, the smell of a fire in the hearth, the deliciously toned booty on that barbarian.

“Where are they? This is taking forever!” said barbarian shouted, drawing attention to her and sparking snippy back and forth conversation. Don’t worry m’dear, once the initial excitement is over you and I will have plenty of time to engage in various acts of… entertainment.

“Are you staring at the barbarian’s derrie, darling?” the smoky voice of my ‘wife’ asked.

“If I turn around and it’s not Delilah that said that I will be very nettled,” I responded, turning my head to look over my shoulder. Sure enough, rather than the wickedly gorgeous Delilah Briarwood, it was instead the amused, smirking face of my partner in this endeavor.

“Almost got ya,” he quipped, still speaking in Delilah’s smoky tones, before schooling his face and shifting to his own, much more masculine voice. “Regardless, there’s something we need to settle now.”

Instead of verbally answering, I made a pointed look in the direction of an adorable halfling with ink smudges on her face (that because of the game I knew was named Linzi, even if we hadn’t been introduced in person yet) a few steps away. He nodded, and I took a moment to think.

“How about this: you get the ring tonight, I get her. I get the ring tonight, you get her,” I offered.

He gave a sharp nod, as a half elven woman and an older human man entered the hall, “We have a wager.”

“Greetings, everyone,” the half elven woman spoke, her voice cutting through the quiet (and not so quiet) conversations being held among the mass of mercs in the hall. What followed was a recruitment pitch, offering wealth, power, a noble title, and a feast for the lot of us, provided we go into untamed wilderness and shank a bitch.

Oh sure, she phrased it differently, prettied it up, but we were being hired for an assassination when you got down to it, with a ruling position as the reward. I’ll take the money, the food, and most of the bitches, but I myself had no interest in being a Baron. Too much paperwork. I’ll just be in the background, doing arcane research and breeding the entirety of the castle staff of the female persuasion. But only after I’ve used magic to turn the laws of reality into my submissive bitch and wipe out any and all traces of STDs in the area I can affect.

To make sure that neither of us influenced Linzi’s decision making in ensuring that one of us got the ring from Tartucio, both of us departed the hall as soon as Lady Jamandi Aldori finished her speechifying. I met with my "wife", while my partner met with his… well, not "wife", since she was a loli, but his starting waifu.

"How did it go?" Delilah asked me as we headed towards the rooms we'd been assigned.

"About as expected. Soon enough we'll be heading towards a region called The Stolen Lands, to kill a bandit lord," I answered her, stopping outside the door to our room and gently cupping her cheek. Delilah leaned into my hand, gazing lovingly at me as my thumb rubbed small circles against her skin.

Even so, she spoke up, "You want to have me traipsing through the wilderness to hunt down a few bandits? Hardly the most effective use of my capabilities."

I cut off any further arguments she had by leaning in and kissing her. Her lips tasted like pomegranates, sweet and strong, but far too soon, I had to pull away. Her cheeks were flushed, and her chest heaved from the lack of air.

"I don't plan on you going with me," I told her as she panted, trying to regain her breath. "I want you to stay here, close to Jamandi. I'll leave you with a few trinkets for her and any others that catch your eye. Plus, there is a rather sizable library here."

“You always say the nicest things,” Delilah purred, before leaning in for another kiss.

I opened the door to our room, leading Delilah inside and shutting it behind us. As soon as the door latched, my tunic was off and Delilah started removing her purple dress, revealing more and more creamy, pale flesh. We had some time before shit went down, and I found the thought of her kicking would-be assassin ass with her own stuffed full of my cum to be insanely hot.

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“So what’s this mean for our bet?” I asked in a whisper, as the purple-haired Tartucio accused neither me nor my partner of orchestrating the attack, but a woman with an incomplete set of armor and a kite shield I remember seeing standing next to Linzi at the initial meet and greet.

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“Not sure,” he muttered, as the woman, visibly shocked and off-balanced, tried to defend herself from Tartucio’s accusation. She wasn’t doing a very good job, her words sounding panicked and unsure.

“You get Linzi, I get her?” I suggest, jerking my head towards the brunette.

“Done,” he agreed with a sharp nod, just as different people started voicing their decisions on which individual they’d follow into The Stolen Lands. I had planz, so I joined the dour, mopy dwarf Harrim and the undead elf Jaethal in following Tartucio while my partner went with the absolutely adorable Linzi, the fierce, toned Amiri, and the tower shield wielding Valerie in following the now named Camilia Felix.

The tiefling Kaessi and Delilah would be staying behind in the city of Restov, to join once the Stag Lord had been slain and a baron/baroness was chosen. By that time, Delilah should have worked her magic with a few trinkets I’d leave with her and bound both Lady Jamandi Aldori and Kaessi to me.