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[center][b][u]How a Horny Kobold Ruled the World – Part Three[/u][/b][/center]

It had been almost a day since Scurry had met Kellen vas Ha'tharnas of the Sacred Forest. Or rather, half a day since she had met him again, following their brief encounter during the kobold raid on his village which had ended with Scurry leaving her clan and beginning what she had expected to be a solitary life of masturbatory pleasure. After the near miss with the gnolls who had been chasing him, after Scurry and Kellen had masturbated together and by some ancient, innate magic which the kobold utterly refused to believe was anything more than random chance, without any deeper and more important meaning to it arising between them, come to understand one another despite sharing no common language, they had continued to talk. They had conversed as they remained hidden, uncertain of how close the gnolls would remain and unwilling to break cover and abandon this tucked away hiding spot until they had a more clear plan of where to go next.

In that time, Scurry had learned how Kellen had come to leave his home. How he had ventured into the forest alone, without alerting anyone in his village, after hearing cries of pleasure. Cries he was now certain were hers. Upon returning a few hours later though, having lost track of Scurry's moans and squeals as she wandered off from the spot where he had heard her, Kellen had been met at the edge of his village by one of its elders. A great sage of the forest, an ancient elf of almost seven hundred years. She had taken his face in her weathered old hands, looked deep into his eyes, and in one sentence, had up-ended the not even century old male's entire life.

"[i]Esten vhi'alla, Kellen ouus. Stiirmas thret vos tem. Arammas.[/i]"

Or, as had sounded to Scurry's ears despite Kellen's insistence that he was in fact speaking the Elvish tongue... '[i]Your home is with her now, young Kellen. Find her. Be free.[/i]'

And just like that, the elf was kindly, warmly, but unmistakably banished from his village.

Scurry had felt awful. She had felt undeniably responsible for getting him into this situation, and thus the kobold had sought to make it up to Kellen in the only way she could, given her own limited resources.

"If it'll make you feel better, you can fuck me. Pussy, ass, muzzle. You name it."

Needless to say, Kellen had [i]not[/i] accepted. He might have jerked off in front of her. With her. And, he might have done it again barely half an hour after that. And again another couple of hours later before they tried to get some sleep. For some reason though, the elf seemed to think that there was an important difference between full contact, penetrative sex and the indulgent mutual masturbation they had both so clearly enjoyed participating in already. So, they had slept, and after Kellen had awoken to find Scurry lying beside him, already three orgasms into a five long string of early morning masturbation, they had compared their geographical knowledge of this area of the great forest, and resolved to head in a direction which they hoped would keep them equally far from Scurry's clan's tiny fragment of territory, the elven village, and the direction from which the gnolls had been coming when they had first started to hunt Kellen.

Thus it was almost a day later, and though Scurry hadn't cum quite so many times as she had during the particularly indulgent and frankly exhausting day before, she had been delighted to find just how amiable her new elven friend had been to her either stopping every now and then to rub one out, or even pulling up her skirt and rubbing her clit while they continued to walk. Kellen himself had masturbated twice along with her, and even now, as Scurry walked ahead of him with her tail sweeping from side to side just high enough to lift up the dirty, torn fabric of her dress' skirt and flash her tight, scaly ass to the elf, she could see his erection tenting his own scuffed and torn robes whenever she looked back over her shoulder to address him.

"Y'know, you don't have to wait for me. If you want to masturbate, pull it out and do it. And if you want us to stop so you can sit down or rest against a tree, just say so. I'm not gonna complain."

Kellen's pale skin flushed across his face, and he ran a hand nervously through his still somewhat tangled blonde locks of hair, though he had at least managed to tie it back with some interwoven strands of plant fibre to keep it from dangling over the sides of his face.

"That's... kind of you, my Lady Kobold. But, I can wait until we make camp for the evening."

Scurry stopped walking, and turned on the spot, giggling as Kellen kept moving for a step or two more before he was able to react to her sudden pause, leaving his tented crotch twitching less than a foot away from the much shorter kobold's face. He took a few steps back again, shaking his head as he swallowed thickly, but before he could open his mouth and say anything to reaffirm his intent to delay his pleasure, Scurry said her piece anyway.

"I know you can wait. So can I. So can most creatures who experience sexual desire. And, they do. The sapient ones at least. But... why?"

Kellen tilted his head.

"Why what, my Lady?"

Scurry chuckled.

"First, you can call me Scurry. I've told you over and over, I'm no-one's [i]Lady[/i]. And second, why do they wait? Why, when they feel their body telling them that it wants something pleasurable, which they are more than physically capable of giving it and enjoying immensely, would anyone [i]wait[/i] voluntarily to fulfil those urges and experience those sensations?"

To Kellen's credit, something the kobold was immensely impressed by given that the other members of her former clan had never indulged her even slightly when she started rambling philosophically about such things, he actually seemed to consider her query. He actually thought about the question, brow furrowed with consideration, before he sighed and shook his head once again.

"Because... sexual pleasure is a luxury, not a necessity, and there are often more important things to do instead."

Scurry's own scaled forehead creased slightly with a deeper frown.

"Why is a basic physical need experienced by the vast majority of intelligent beings considered a luxury? Because we can survive without it? Most species can survive for a long time with just the most basic, flavourless or outright unpleasant tasting food so long as it is technically edible and nutritous. Does that mean we should not hunt, forage, farm, or use spices and seasonings beyond the most plain and easy to gather options, because it is not necessary and there are more important things we could be doing with the time spent on all the food preparation necessary to produce the complex, delicious meals we so often try to make for ourselves?"

Kellen opened his mouth to answer once more, but closed it again when he realised that he wasn't actually sure what his response was going to be. He considered it a little more. He opened his mouth twice more to give an attempt at an answer, and both times he immediately found himself able to think of immediate counter-examples that would better serve Scurry's point.

"In the time we have spent debating this point, you could have pulled out your cock, stroked yourself, and cum. Instead you spent your time telling me why you shouldn't be doing that, while your erection stood untouched and hard, and remains that way even now. I could have been masturbating too. I could have enjoyed watching you stroke your cock, rubbed my pussy, and squirted while you shot your cum over the leaf litter between us. But I didn't because I was trying to remain clear headed to make my point, so now I'm so horny and pent up from waiting that we're going to have to stop anyway, so any time we might have saved and added distance to our journey with by not having this conversation has been wasted."

The kobold wasn't angry, she wasn't trying to make Kellen feel bad. She was just... frustrated. Frustrated that everyone seemed to think that way. Everyone besides her. Not just the kobolds of her clan, but clearly even this elf and the culture he had been raised in too. It was so strange. So foolish. So unnecessary, and yet the idea that sex and masturbation and pleasure was this tertiary, wholly luxurious side of life seemed to have worked its way into the fibres of gods only knew how many cultures and species across the great, wide world and for all Scurry knew from what she had heard of other species' gods and their religions, even the dimensional planes beyond theirs.

And yet, for one of the first times in Scurry's life... her frustration was quelled by something other than her withdrawing to a solitary spot and driving fingers against her g-spot until she couldn't think about her worries, the world's nonsensical beliefs, or anything but how hard and long she was cumming her brains out. Instead, her frustration was diminished by yet more words spoken by her elven travelling companion as he frowned, and blushed, but nodded slowly at her as he did so.

"I... I suppose you're right. If I had done as I wished immediately, I would have gotten what I desired, and the situation would have been resolved faster and with less emotional turmoil. Apologies, my La-... Scurry."

Scurry blinked.

She really, really wasn't used to that. To being told that she was right. To having someone listen to her point of view and actually reconsider their own position.

"Kellen, I know you said you don't want to have sex with me, yet. That it feels too soon, and... whatever your reasons for feeling that way, I accept that. But, you uh... you just made me feel really happy right now, and I'd like to do something nice for you in return. So, would you like a blowjob?"

Kellen trembled, and his cock lurched beneath his torn and grimy robe.

"I... a blowjob? You mean... oral intercourse, with your mouth?"

Scurry giggled and nodded.

"Yu-huh. I'm pretty good, according to the kobolds with cocks from my old clan. I mean, I'm good at eating pussy too, but that's less relevant right now."

The elf's already rosy cheeked face grew brighter.

"That does sound... appealing. But, I've... I've never actually..."

His voice trailed off. Scurry tilted her head with a smile.

"Been with a kobold that way? Hey, I've never been with an elf either. But, I'll be sure to keep my teeth out of the way, and you can tell me how you like it. We can help each other learn."

Kellen's face grew hotter still, but after looking around nervously for a moment as though expecting to find ears growing from the trees themselves to listen in, the elf croaked what he had actually been attempting to say.

"No, I... I've never had a blowjob. Ever. From... anyone."

Scurry's eyes widened.

"Wait, elves don't do blowjobs? Why not??"

Kellen looked like he was going to burst if he blushed any brighter, and yet he stood his ground, clenched his fists, and spoke the truth to the kobold who as far as he was aware had gone above and beyond to be utterly open and honest with him at every moment since their first meeting.

"They do. I mean, we do. I... I think. I've seen... parchment. Images, depicting elven intercourse. But, I've never... I mean, with oral sex. Blowjobs. Or... anything else. That's why I... I said I wasn't ready to have sex with you, Scurry. Because I've never had sex before. Ever. And, I... I don't want to disappoint you by doing it wrong, when sex clearly means so much to you."

Scurry didn't say anything at first. She couldn't. There was a strange ringing in her ears. Her heart was thundering in her chest, in her mind, and her pussy... her pussy wasn't just on fire. She had felt it burning virtually every day of her adult life, through masturbatory marathons and orgies where she surrendered herself to kobold after kobold from her former clan after a successful raid and feast, when they were all happy and drunk on stolen mead enough not to deny what she was so eagerly offering them. And yet, she didn't think that she had ever felt her pussy aching like this, making her head spin and her knees weak before she had even hiked up her dress to rub her clit a single time.

Finally, after maybe twenty seconds of silence, just before Kellen could open his own mouth again and apologise for clearly overstepping a boundary and making even Scurry's open minded self deeply uncomfortable, the kobold found her voice.

"You said you don't want to do it wrong. What's... what do you think is the [i]right[/i] way to have sex?"

Kellen shook his head.

"That's just it. I don't know. The texts I read said the goal was an emotional union, with procreation as a second potential outcome in unions between fertile elves with the correct body types to match one another. But, based on what you've told me, I would say something entirely different for you. I would... I would say that the right way to have sex would be to share as much pleasure as possible, and try to do so in ways that both you and the one you are with could not achieve alone. But, those are such wildly different views that I must have misunderstood. I must have missed some key connecting factor about what it means to have sex, unless..."

His voice caught in his throat. Scurry's heart skipped a beat.

"Unless?"

She whispered in her soft, rasping reptilian voice, that single word etched with hope and longing. Kellen stared down at her. He stared at her green scaled face, and her bright, sharp amber eyes, as his own widened in curiosity and wonder.

"Unless... there is no one right way. To put emotion first. The potential for pregnancy. Pleasure, either for oneself or a partner. The only way to know for sure would be... to assess each individual situation as it happened. To think about what you know about the creature asking you to share the experience with them, and either to form a plan based on that knowledge, or, if you don't know enough but still want to do it anyway, to ask them. To ask what would make them feel good, and have them teach you, have you teach each other as you begin the act itself."

By the time Kellen stopped talking, Scurry was already peeling off her dress, not just lifting it up to expose her pussy as she had during many a masturbatory break thus far that day, but ridding herself entirely of the scrappy garment. With her loins revealed, Kellen could see fluids glistening and visibly running further down the insides of her legs as they trembled slightly, and he shuddered as Scurry took a step towards him, only to stop herself, clenching her hands by her sides with the effort it took to do so.

"You... Kellen. You sound like you could be a really, really... [i]really[/i] good fuck. You get it. You... you understand. I've... I've been with a bunch of kobolds. Males. Females. A few in my clan who didn't identify as either of those. But, even if they made me cum, even if I enjoyed my time with them, I don't think that any of them ever really tried to understand me. I don't think any of them ever thought they needed to. Oh, Kellen. I... I won't push any more. I won't. I... if you tell me you're not ready, we can just masturbate together. Or I'll give you a blowjob. Or... I'll go as far, or stay as distant as you need me to. But please. Please, I'm asking you... I'm... fuck. I'm begging you. Don't be embarrassed. Don't be afraid of what you might or might not be able to do with me, to me, [i]for[/i] me. Just know that I want to have sex with you, so... [b]so[/b] badly. And, if you want it too? Even if it's just to explore and discover what sex feels like, even if it being me is just purely incidental..."

Her own voice trailed off as Kellen raised a trembling hand, palm outstretched in a wordless gesture asking her to be quiet. She did so, and watched, thighs quivering, pussy dripping, flat, smooth scaled chest heaving, as the elf looked at her, and blushed, and thought through her request, her plea, just as deeply and sincerely as he had considered everything else.

And then, just like that... he trembled on the spot. He lowered his hand, and as Kellen reached down and began to lift his own robe up and off his lean, tall, pale and smooth skinned body, he couldn't help but smile as the kobold let slip a strangled, truly joyous cry. He couldn't stop grinning as Scurry half lowered herself, half collapsed onto her back right there on the leaf litter, tail thrashing, arms outstretched towards him, and a sharp, forceful spray of ejaculatory, orgasmic juices began to pour from her pussy in anticipation of what they were about to share.

The way she had spoken. The openness, the freedom, the boundless understanding and unity inherent to her words, to her teachings. They all made him think about the same legend he had considered after their initial masturbatory union had allowed them to overcome the barrier of their distinct languages. But, even as he tried to think about that more... even as Kellen tried to ask himself if this kobold he had been drawn to seemingly by fate itself could be the Great Unifier of ancient myth, his head span with very different thoughts and feelings. The answer to that question could wait. Even if he had it, he wouldn't be able to do anything with the information in the middle of the forest, naked and rock hard with a horny, cumming kobold writhing and reaching out desperately with longing in front of him. But, there was one thing he could most definitely do right now. One thing that he wouldn't regret if this woman, this kobold [i]was[/i] the Great Unifier, and which even if she wasn't, even if she was just a really horny, really sex crazed kobold, he had to be honest in admitting that he still really, [i]really[/i] wanted to do anyway.

Kellen vas Ha'tharnas of the Sacred Forest flung his naked body down onto his knees, then lurched forward to lie over the smaller, barely three foot tall kobold. He barely had time to reach down between them, grasp the base of his shaft and attempt to guide it as Scurry's arms and legs wrapped fiercely around him, and after feeling her ongoing orgasmic gushing dousing his belly's skin and soon the straining, pulsing tip of his erection, Kellen peeled back his foreskin, and with Scurry's shrill, giddy voice ringing in his ears...

"Do it! Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleeeeeease yessssssss, Kellen! Ohhhhyessss, [i]fuck me!![/i]"

...he let loose a joyous, uninhibited cry, and let his whole body shift forward several inches, until the white hot tightness of the kobold's inner workings engulfed his cock.

His eyes bulged.

His mouth fell slack jawed.

This wasn't just sex. This wasn't just pleasure.

This wasn't just the elf's first time with another creature.

This was the beginning of his life, his true purpose as the companion of Scurry, Lady of the Union. And it began in the only way it reasonably, rationally could.

He grunted. He shuddered. He wheezed, and after less than ten seconds, and three desperate, jerky, uneven twitches of his hips against her wet scaled thighs, Kellen let loose an unrestrained, whimpering wail as he started to cum inside of Scurry, only to feel her grip him tighter, to hear a shrill, feral scream escape her in response, and to feel the kobold starting to cum, to squirt and squeeze around him all over again as she felt his cum, his rich, elven essence pouring into her spurt after hot, shamelessly uncontrolled spurt.

By Jeeves