Let Two Be One m/f, fantasy After being affected by the strange power of two new swords, a team of adventurers finds their relationship turning less professional. So many kobolds... That's the last of them in this room, and the door is holding the rest for now. But at least we have some time to catch our breath. Umm, do you have any more healing potions left? Well, two doses left... Two of us. There's no sense in saving them at this point. Cheers! Ah. Much better, although I think we'll both need some rest at an inn after this. And after the rest of those kobolds. I don't know. It sounds like a lot of them. And they're really pissed. Are you sure you're out of potions? No, I trust your word, despite your profession. Speaking of which, it's a shame you didn't decide to be become a cleric instead. We could use some healing spells right now. Me? Every group needs a warrior. Maybe we should try to recruit some more party members if- I mean when- we get out of here. This is a temple though, even if I'm not sure to what. Maybe there's some potions or something we can use before those scaly bastards break in. Well, hello there, gorgeous. How did I miss you two beautiful blades earlier? Oh, right. All those kobolds we were fighting. They were a little distracting. It must be fate... Two swords, and two of us. They look like a set, too, although the long sword is too long to dual wield. And the hilt on that thing? Why does it need to be so big? But both the long sword and the short sword look magical. Even if they're not, they're certainly better than what we've got currently. We'll need every advantage we can against the kobolds. Oh, this handles nicely. I see you like yours, too. This hilt bothers me, though. Why is it so big? It's hollow, I think. And there is a slit in the bottom of the pommel. Does yours have that? Hmm... Why just this one? Wait... Hold your blade up to the light, like this... Does your have an inscription? Well, that's something. Mine reads "This rhyme begun". And yours? "Let two be one"? It's a poem, written on the blade of two swords. One of which has a strange hilt with an opening in the bottom. Yes. It sounds like yours goes into the back of- that is, your sword is supposed to go into the hilt of mine. Though it doesn't look like it would fit. Speaking of tight squeezes, it's about to get crowded in here. That door is about to give. Well, what the Hells. It's not like we have much to lose. Maybe whatever this does will help us. I suppose we have to say the words while we do this. This rhyme begun, let two be one! the swords... They're one giant sword now! And you... Somehow you've been merged with me. It's my body, but larger, stronger, and tougher. Our minds, but smarter... And this sword... Glowing with power... Oh, look. Our little scaly friends are here. They want to help us test out what this sword- and this body- can do. So many kobolds. So many dead kobolds. You think they would have run away at some point, or at have slowed down. They couldn't even overtake us with sheer numbers. Speaking of numbers, how do we go back to there being two of us? This isn't permanent, is it? I want my penis back. Or was that your penis? It's getting harder to keep our minds apart! How do we end this? Wait, get the blood off of the blade... The original blades had inscriptions... Aha! This one does, too! "The one in twain, let two remain." there you are. We- and the swords- are back to normal. We're even fully healed. Well, I don't think there's going to be anything quite like these swords here, but let's still pack up what treasure we can find. Then we can head back to town and that inn. That… that was way too much food. But just the right amount of drink. You know, you’re just about the right height to help me up the stairs. No, I can too handle my wine. But it’s been a long day, and I carried most of the treasure back to our horses. Just down this hallway... Your room is on the left, and mine is on the right. But let's go into my room for now. Maybe I did have just a little too much to drink. Let me take off this sword now... This incredible sword. You, too. Lay it down next to mine... I can feel that they want to be close to each other. Your sword may need to spend the night in my room, or mine in yours. Wait, don't go yet. I can't be the only one that feels the need to be around the other now, just as the swords prefer each other's presence. We were in the same body for several minutes, and that feeling of closeness... It was incredible. It's why we rode so close together on the way back... Why we sat together on that big bench downstairs, our hips pressed together, even though we had it to ourselves. Or how we supported each other as we walked back up here, even though we're not all that drunk. I know we agreed at the start of all of this that we were not going to sleep together. But what we actually meant was sex, right? Because the idea of not being in the same room as you for more than a few minutes makes me feel... Incomplete. We can just share my bed, and our warmth. After a night's sleep, this longing may fade. Help me with my armor, and I'll help you with yours. We've done this before, many times, to the point where we weren't self-conscious about it. It doesn't have to be any different now. It should be even easier, since you were a part of me today. No, let's not stop with the armor. It's not like we don't have self control, or that we should have modesty around each other anymore. I just want to feel our bodies pressed together as we sleep. Throw more wood on the fire, then dim the lantern and crawl under the covers with me. no, closer. Let me spoon up against you, as much of me pressed against you as possible. It's okay if you put your arms around me. I think the both of us could sleep contentedly now. The agreement we made... The no getting involved thing? That was a good idea. It was part of our contract for working together, to avoid complications. But contracts can be renegotiated. Let's complicate things. You know what I'm suggesting. I can't remember who it was, but at least one of us had feelings for the other before we were joined, and then those feelings were shared to the other. Now they're our feelings. Yes, from back there. You can do it, can't you? That's your specialty... Being behind someone, and looking for their vulnerable spot... Penetrating them in the dark… I’ve been ready for this since we came upstairs… before then, even. By body is already so incredibly aroused… all at the thought of us being closer. So please… make love to me. Your cock slides into me so easily, like your sword did into mine… but with such a rush of pleasure… and a feeling of being joined together... we're so close again... Almost like with the swords... But it feels even better... Two have become one... So close... So close... You didn't finish... So much for teamwork, you silly rogue... Well, let's change positions and see how well you do face-to-face... pretty well, I see... Maybe there's some warrior in you after all... I know there's some rogue in me... and more than just a little. You remember what I like, from when we were one person, and I do too… we’re the best lovers that there could ever be, because of how well we know each other now. And now I feel the two of us growing closer still... We're merging, but it's not magical... Not technically... But once again... Our hearts beat as one, and our souls strive for each other... I think I liked that feeling even better than the rush of being joined by the swords. Which is good, because I think that power could be dangerous. It's an emergency thing. But making love? I think that will be much more common...