Cadence stared at the green slime as it bounced on the spot in time with the beat of her heart. Down in the NecroDancer's crypt, everything shared the same rhythm. Cadence herself was forced to hop from foot to foot as a concession to the all-permeating beat.
She raised her sword in preparation to kill the helpless creature, but the movement was out of sync with the faint but ever-present background music. Cadence swore under her breath as the sword's momentum was halted.
She shouted in frustration and threw the blade down onto the ground. She had been missing the beat more and more recently, and she had a good idea why. A rhythm of her own had been pulsing through her body, countering the NecroDancer's beats and upsetting her timing.
Well, this level is clear aside from that harmless slime, she thought. I could take care of it right now.
Cadence nodded to herself, luckily in time with the beat, planted her metal torch in the ground, and sat down next to the slime, which continued bouncing, oblivious. She removed her leather armor and set it on the ground, forming a cushion, then realized she had done this backwards and moved over to sit on the soft leather.
Next she pulled off her boots and tunic, leaving her in only an olive green shirt and pants. The tunic she balled up and set on her makeshift leather seat, directly in front of her crotch. Then she removed her shirt as well, crumpling it and placing it in front of her tunic. The last scrap of fabric on Cadence's upper torso took her a little bit longer to remove - she had never tried to take off her bra in time with a magic beat before.
Her nipples hardened quickly in response to the cool air and the squishing sound of the slime beside her, but Cadence didn't stop to give them the attention they desperately wanted. She stood and slid her pants and underwear off in two beats, revealing her dripping snatch.
Now completely naked, Cadence settled back on her armor and focused on the beat. She did not want to be forced to stop midway through because she missed a note.
Her skin was unbearably sensitive as she slid her fingers close to her opening, moving an inch at a time, obeying the beat. Her heart throbbed in sync with the fire in her belly, demanding she surrender to ancient instincts.
Her questing fingers finally reached their goal, now sliding through folds of impossibly slick flesh to the root of both her pleasure and her biggest problem. Her pinky slid over her clit, sending a jolt of ecstasy up her spine. Cadence groaned quietly.
At last she slipped a finger inside, pumping in and out of the scorching warmth of her core. As she slipped more fingers in through her sopping folds, her other hand was a little bit higher, rubbing against her button, sending pulsing waves of pleasure through her body in time with the music.
Cadence moaned huskily as an orgasm overtook her, lacking the energy to even cry out. She collapsed as colors danced in her vision and wave upon wave of thought-obliterating pleasure crashed through her body. Her fingers slipped out of her pussy and dropped limply to the ground.