Merchant

"So when we get back, what's the plan? We just sell this stuff to a merchant?" You guess, having cleaned up and begun the journey back. "Then we can get people to work on our house?"

It takes you a moment to realize you called it 'our house'. Maybe... Perhaps Tracy didn't notice? Or doesn't think you're moving too fast? Perhaps you're worrying about nothing?

"Mhmm! I know the merchant, she'll give us a good deal on this stuff." Tracy explains.

"You know the merchant, hmm...?" That catches your attention. "Is this... One of those girls you wanted to flirt with before?"

"M-maybe." Tracy admits. "What of it?"

"Do you want to flirt with her?" You tease, getting a grunted 'hmm' in reply. "Do you want me to flirt with her for you?" That gets a stronger grunt. "We could flirt with her together..."

"Alex..." Tracy whines, hiding her face. "Don't tease me like this..."

"What, she's cute, right? Why not? You don't mind sharing me, e right?" You pause, thinking your words over before shaking your head. "I mean, I don't mind sharing you." That dynamic, you can't really picture how that'd work. Would the two of them... Would-

"You're really teasing me, aren't you?" She sighs, giving you a look.

You reach out and grab her hand, leaning in to give her a kiss when she turns to look at you. "I'm being serious. I want to help you get the girl you had your eye on. Any of the girls you had your eye on, even." You shrug. "You deserve cute girls."

"I have a cute girl." Tracy laughs.

"Boy." You counter, pointing towards yourself. "But whatever, girls, plural. Don't you want to have some more girls involved?"

"Maybe... It'd be cute to share you with someone." She hums.

"Oh? Like what?" You like this line of thinking.

"You could suck her off, while I fuck her?" She suggests. "Or... She can fuck you while I take your mouth?"

"What about you being in the middle?" You recommend, hopefully. "A cute girl taking that gorgeous ass of yours?"

"W-well..." She hesitates, biting her lower lip cutely. "Maybe. I bet you'd make really cute expressions, though, moaning around me while she takes your butt..."

"Okay, but-" Your conversation continues as you walk, interrupted only by infrequent battles. You feel a bit stronger after your encounter in the clearing, and there's no real trouble along the path.

Soon enough, you're on the outskirts of Pigment town once again. "Home sweet home. Want to swing by the market? See if your friend is there?" You guess.

"Friend is a strong word... But um... We could, if you like." She shrugs, face brightening to tomato red once more. "She's a Sinistea... They're a ghost type-" Tracy explains.

"Oh, I know about them!" You smile, wondering how their unique qualities are going to carry over. A living teacup as a person? "Let's get going then."

"Please just... Don't like, walk right up to her and ask for sex. Please?" Tracy begs, stumbling along as you pull ahead. "I'm serious. Alex... Please?"

It's only a short walk to the marketplace, where you immediately spot what must be her stall. It's an elaborate set-up, several shelf-like tables draped in fine cloth, all displaying a wide variety of cutlery and dishware. Likewise, it's... Not at all what you expected.

"Plates?" You pause, looking around at the display.

"She brings a variety of goods around each visit, but yes, she does tend to favor this sort of thing." Tracy nods, stepping up to the table. "Most of my dishware comes from her."

"As it should." The voice is like a whisper in your ear, despite being nowhere close, and causes you to shiver for a moment as you glance around for the source. Behind the counter, beside a rack of fabrics, sits a rather elegant young lady, her hair a regal braid of deep purple, and her skin as pale as porcelain. "Who's your friend, Tracy?"

"This is Alex, she's new from the Mist. Alex, this is Camellia." Tracy introduces as you step forward. Her clothing, an elegant gothic dress, is white with pale, teal floral patterns woven into it. "We have some medicine for you."

"Wonderful." Camellia smiles, sitting upright in her chair. "I do so love how hard you work for my sake. Such... Devotion." Is it you, or is Camellia eyeing you quite a bit? Maybe she's attracted to you as well?

"Is it just you this trip?" Tracy asks, removing her satchel and digging through it. "No helper this time?"

"My assistant is taking care of other business at the moment. I can handle myself, and if need be, I can rely on you, can't I?" The ghostly woman smiles.

"Of course! Anything you need." Tracy nods with enthusiasm.

You glance towards Tracy, and nudge her softly, mouthing 'Dinner' once she's looking. She blushes, looking away, and you nudge her once more before smiling at Camellia. "We um... We'd love to have you over for dinner. If you're not busy." Tracy stumbles a bit over her words, but you can see the corner of Camellia's lips turn upwards.

"Oh? The two of you are living together, then?" She asks, with that same airy, dreamy voice.

"Well... Yes. She had nowhere else to go and-" Tracy mumbles.

"Wonderful. I'm so glad. You always looked so lonely, Tracy." The young woman praises softly. "I don't want to intrude, though..."

"We'd be happy to have you join us." You say, trying to impress the actual meaning of your words into your voice. "Tracy has told me such good things about you."

"Oh?" There's that twitch of her lips again, but otherwise she keeps her composure easily. "Well, it would be rude of me to refuse, then. I suppose, this evening, the two of you will have me. As your guest."

"You- I- I mean-We're honored." Tracy nods, grabbing your hand. "We should go get things ready. I'll have to cook dinner-"

"I'll help." You volunteer, mostly to ease her sudden case of nerves. "It was a pleasure, meeting you Miss. We'll see you this evening."

"Do take care." She calls after you as you pull Tracy away.

"It's just dinner. It's just dinner. It's just dinner." Tracy mutters to herself over and over.

"It's not just dinner." You point out, causing her cheeks to puff up as she glares at you. "I'm just saying, you weren't so flustered when you took me home."

"We'd already had sex!" Tracy blurts, before lowering her voice. "I mean, sort of... It was like the first thing you said to me, otherwise I'd have been freaking out about it too. Not many people lead with 'stick your dick in my mouth'."

"That's not quite how I remember it going. I offered sex, and you went right for my face. No discussion of who was going to top." You frown.

"Well... You didn't complain." She points out shyly.

"I kind of had my mouth full." You grumble. "In any case, can't you just be aggressive? You like being dominant, don't you?"

"I love it! Especially with cute girls like you, but... Just because I love it, doesn't mean I'm comfortable..." Tracy sighs. "Girls like her are so proper and regal... What if I do something wrong? Make the wrong move, or make a move too early?"

"You worry too much." You insist. Though... The first two times, Tracy really took charge, she sort of went into a trance from being too horny... Maybe teasing her until Camellia arrives could work? Something to consider, at least.

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