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Cave-ins, from Rixi's experience, sucked.

Surveying the pile of rocks that blocked her path, Rixi grimaced. At only four feet high, tall for a goblin, she was dwarfed in comparison to the blocked-off tunnel. At least they were in a human-made abandoned church, from what Hilda explained anyway. Of some long-dead god or maybe a forgotten sect of a living one. Rixi tended to turn her brain off when it came to religious gobbledygook. Not that she wasn't religious at all, the goblin just figured so long as she didn't bother the gods, they wouldn't bother her.

Maybe that's why the tunnel collapsed in a way to split her party in half. Hubris for her beliefs in leaving well enough alone. She shrugged and pulled out her maul from its sling, ready to bust her way through.

"Please don't," echoed her companion. Rolling her eyes, Rixi looked back at Zek for a real reason as to why she shouldn't just bash their way through. The lavender-skinned elf couldn't possibly think she'd get tired from doing so. Not when she'd been carrying all the extra weight of the party since they met. Taking his staff, Zek tapped the pile of stones. "We don't know how stable this is. One wrong stone and you're liable to bring more rocks down on us."

"So you got a better idea, Zek?" Rixi picked her nose, irritated that he was probably right. The elf had a habit of proving her wrong in enough situations that she tended to default on his points. Not that she'd ever admit it.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, the elf sighed. "Zekzen."

"Huh?"

"It's Zekzen" the elf snapped, brushing through his white hair. Rixi wasn't sure why he'd been letting grow out despite his complaints about needing a cut. She offered but he turned away at every opportunity. "I've told you too many times my name is Zekzen."

"I know. Zek is just easier," Rixi slung her maul back into her sling. "What's it matter?"

"I'm the only one you do it to. You don't call Hilda Hil, do you?"

"Course not. Hil isn't a name, it's a landmass or whatever you call it."

Dragging his hand over his face, Zek sighed again and dropped it. "Whatever. In any case, it's best we wait until tomorrow. I have a spell for something like this but I didn't prepare it. Give more time for our companions to rescue us. If that makes you anxious you can just chew on your hammer's handle or something."

"That was one time!" Rixi waved her finger at the elf, "And I was charmed to think it was a big piece of candy. What was I supposed to do?"

"Question why you were holding a giant candy cane?"

Not having a retort for that, Rixi grumbled to herself and followed Zek deeper into the abandoned temple. From the high ceilings and stone pews, she figured it must have been a popular place in its heyday. If they had light she might be able to appreciate some of the colors that faded from the paintings above.

"What are you doing?" Zek asked as the goblin sorted through her bag.

"Getting a torch."

"What? Why? We can see just fine."

"I want to see the colors." Rixi pulled out a torch stick, a rag, and some oil to soak in the rag. Zek knocked her bag away with his staff. "Hey! Don't touch my stuff."

"Don't get us killed." the dark elf spat. "We don't know if there's any air coming into this place."

"So?" Rixi asked.

"So?" He blinked. "What do you think fire uses to burn?"

"Wood?" What kind of question was that?

Zek, flabbergasted and, after muttering to himself in a language she didn't know, softly explained why he thought she was wrong. "Fire needs oxygen to burn. Oxygen is important to the air we breathe. Since we don't know how much air we have left, we should be careful about lighting any fires."

"What?" Rixi didn't understand much of that but decided not to argue further if only to avoid any tirades from the elf. "So why don't you cast a light spell? Don't you have one of those, what do you call them, cantrips? The kind of magic that doesn't run out?" Zek raised his finger to argue but his mouth hung agape. Clutching his staff with both hands, the elf spoke arcane words. The staff glowed bright, casting light twenty feet around it. "You forgot you could, didn't you?" Rixi smiled, prodding the elf's side.

"S-Shut up," Zek muttered. "I don't know why the colors are so important to you."

Shrugging, Rixi combed back her pink hair. Seeing everything in black and white wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Now she could know for sure his skin was lavender rather than rely on memory and pay closer attention to the blue robes he wore. Much better quality than the animal skin cloak and breastplate she'd kept for herself, though not as good in a fight. Granted, it was her job to make sure people didn't get close to him.

Finding an alcove, Rixi started stripping down from her gear after unrolling her bedmate. "Do you need to go that far?" Zek turned his head away once she peeled her shirt off.

"The shirt itches." Rixi said, "I can't sleep in it."

"Oh quit lying. We've had plenty of opportunities in town to find you a better shirt yet you insist on keeping the one that itches. I swear you just like sleeping in the nude."

"So what if I do?" Rixi kicked off her pants, now stark naked in front of the elf. Swinging her sizable chest back and forth, the goblin stretched to appreciate her newfound freedom. Sometimes Rixi wished she could fight in the nude like those monks, but the inner peace stuff never sat right with her. "You got a problem with that? Or would you prefer everyone sleep in their walking pajamas?"

"I don't sleep in pajamas," the elf said.

Rixi pointed to his robe and smirked. "So is it a nightgown?"

"It's a robe. Just a regular robe made from silk found back home." He pulled at it, but Rixi didn't pay attention to the intricacies of his outfit. With the light, she got to see all the colors within the temple. From the green of old bronze along the statues, the ugly yellow of faded white, and more. But the most outlandish colors were the blush across the dark cheeks of Zek. She smiled and inched closer, hands innocently behind her back. "W-What are you doing?" He asked.

"Noticing something," Rixi said.

"What?"

"How you avoid my direction whenever I strip for bed at camp." She noted how he always found a way to converse with someone else in their party whenever she got naked, and how he turned away from her whenever they slept. Glancing down, she noticed something stir in his loins. With a toothy smile, she pressed on. "You wanna fuck?"

His face flushed with pink as he stared dumbfounded at her. Not a no, as far as Rixi was concerned, but she had to be sure. Broken trust breaks adventuring parties and she liked theirs. "Don't think I haven't noticed your glances, Zeky. I've got a keen eye." He was also a bad liar, something that surprised her given what she'd heard of the dark elves.

Biting his lip, Zek looked away. "I-I don't know what you mean." She scooched up to plop against his chest, gently directing his face back to hers. Rixi licked her lips, liking the embarrassed expression he had. Maybe it was because he held himself to such high standards, making the fall all the more delightful.

"So we're just gonna ignore how you look at me after fights? Or how do you hunch over or curl up whenever I undress for bed? Even now you seem determined to deny yourself, and I'm just being blunt with you."

"No one is that blunt." His eyes skirted away. "At least have some class."

Tightening her grip against his chin, the goblin inched her face closer and whispered, "You don't want class, Zeky. You want something wild. Something raw and primal. Well, I'm right here and I'm willing to go. Question is, are you?"

She hoped he was. After all that talk, Rixi wasn't sure if she could go to sleep without toying with herself. Letting go, she walked back to her bedroll, swaying her muscular ass. Worst case scenario, she'd wait until he slept then go find a corner to enjoy herself in.

"F-Fine...we can fuck." Zek said.

Twisting back around, Rixi stopped. "Hmm...why don't you word that better?"

"What?" He asked.

"The whole 'we can fuck' thing sounds so apathetic. Kills the mood. I want you to tell me that you want to fuck me like you mean it. Admitting I'm right would help."

Zekzen clenched his robes. Rixi noted the wheels turning in his head just by peering down at the tent building in his robe. Nothing to write home about, but average had its perks. Releasing a breath, the elf straightened himself and spoke. "You're right, I want to fuck you."

"Why?" She asked.

He blinked, "T-That wasn't part of the deal."

"Just roll with it. Tell me why you want to fuck me." The goblin curled her arm, tensing to show off her muscle. "Is it because of how I cleave through undead with ease? Or how I can lift three times my own weight without hassle?"

"I don't know." Zek pressed his back against the wall, scratching his head. "By all accounts, I shouldn't. You're disgusting. You belch without care, snort like a pig, and have zero table manners. Not to mention that attitude of yours." These were not things she expected. Sure she had little manners for what constituted 'polite society' but she rarely cared. Yet his words hurt. "But I just...you're different? I feel safe around you in battle despite everything you do and you're so liberated I almost feel envious."

Envious? Rixi had never had that word thrown her way. Being a goblin was bad enough in the eyes of some, and swinging a hammer a size too big for her in the midst of raging earned her scorn from other adventurers. But envy? "You want to get wild, don't you?" She grabbed his chin with one hand, trailing her fingers against the fabric across his chest. It felt rougher than she expected, scarred. "Well, why don't you get naked and I'll show you just how to get wild? Let's start with this pesky top." She said, pulling at his robe.

"N-No!" Zek grabbed her wrist. He wasn't strong enough to stop her, but his words kept her still. Whatever blush in his face vanished, replaced with fear as his shoulders tightened. Worried she'd done something wrong, Rixi let go. Zek didn't release her wrist. "No, just...just not the shirt." he looked away as he spoke. "I can undress myself."

"Ok, Zeky." She said, pulling away and plopping onto her mat. "Maybe you could give me a show?" He beamed at her for that. With a sigh, Rixi shrugged. "Fine, fine. Just get naked, will ya? By the Gods, if looks could kill? There a spell for that?"

"There are words for it, yes." Zek stripped away his robes, revealing a matching undershirt and undergarments around his waist. Rixi never cared much for silk; too expensive and too fragile. It did look good on him, even if it covered the entirety of his torso and arms. Come to think of it, she'd never seen Zekzen naked. For all his talk about bathing, he never joined communal washhouses, preferring to clean himself alone. Being a dark elf, the privacy made sense. He had to keep up a disguise when they went to most towns. Now Rixi wondered if that wasn't the only reason.

Those thoughts vanished at the drop of his undergarments. The elf's lavender rod stood at half-mast in her presence, twitching to rise at the goblin's gaze. Zek grabbed his arm and looked away, still somehow embarrassed. She found it cute and wondered what noises he'd make under her. "For the record...it's not the wild part of you that I like. Not entirely."

"Eh?" Rixi asked. "Why didn't you mention that?"

"Because sharing these thoughts is humiliating." His cock bobbed as if in agreement. "I'm not used to being outward in what I like, alright?"

"Well, tell me," Rixi said, patting her lap as if he could sit in it. "Share with me what really gets you going about the dirty goblin in your party."

The pink of his face betrayed his scowl. Scratching his arms, he muttered something under his breath in their shared tongue. She leaned in, big ear perked up to have him repeat it. "It's knowing I'm safe in your hands. That I can do my job with you doing your damndest to keep people away from me. I'm just not used to that."

That struck a chord Rixi didn't know she had. In seconds she pinned the elf to the wall, hands feeling his soft tush before hoisting him up. Despite his sudden shock, his cock was as hard as a rock against her cheek. "Don't worry, Zeky," she cooed, kissing the base of his shaft. "You're in good hands tonight."

Breathing deep through her nose, Rixi quivered with glee at his scent. The sweat of adventure and the salty hint of arousal from his precum pooling at the tip of his lavender rod set her body alight. Taking her tongue, she slowly slathered it over his cock, marking it as hers with kiss after kiss. He shuddered in her hold, tensing every breath as if afraid of the pleasure she could give.

Or maybe he was scared of her teeth. She flashed her pointed canines for fun to be sure. Enough partners liked the danger, not that Rixi had ever broken their trust in bed.

As much as she wanted to keep holding him, the angle made suckling his cock difficult. "On your back," she said, easing him down from the wall. "Come on, keep your legs spread so I can see everything." Shying his gaze, he followed without issue, letting his cock stand tall while his pert balls hung loose. With one hand she started pumping his shaft, the other massaging his sack while she kissed the tip of his cock. She had half a mind to slip a finger up his asshole while he moaned, but decided against it. He trusted her after all, and most guys she met didn't like that surprise technique.

"Fuck..." Zekzen rolled his head back as he cursed the open air. Rixi sank deeper down his cock, every inch assaulted by her tongue inside her mouth. Soon she stopped pumping her hand completely, filling the room with the wet slurping of her mouth as the goblin bobbed up and down. The dark elf didn't buck his hips or try to grab her head to Rixi's surprise. Just short breaths moans and soft swears. A nice change of pace for her.

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked, sinking his cock between her breasts. Rubbing them gently, Rixi wondered just how much stamina he had. Did dark elves fuck a lot? Did Zek? At his nod, she figured it was time to see. Pushing his legs up, she stood over his cock and lined her cunt properly.

"W-What are you doing?" He asked, keeping his legs still in the air.

"Just something I've heard from adventurers whenever they talk about 'savage' warrior women." Specifically those in the South. Rumors spread about how they took men as their captives and claimed them physically. Wanting to do the same, she took a steady breath while sliding her cunt over his cockhead. Once fit, she slammed herself down with all the strength she could muster.

Her legs went numb for precious seconds. His voice reached a new pitch as he yelped. Holding his legs for balance, Rixi regained her composure and lifted herself back to the tip of his cock, then slammed again. And again. And again. Building a rhythm where the wet slaps of their bodies filled the abandoned temple like debaucherous music.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck." He cursed. She liked how he cursed and slammed harder, pushing his legs further up his body and using them as handles. He was hers at that moment, completely submitted to her strength and status. Her precious boy. She smiled. Her bitch.

If she were just tall enough, Rixi would go over to kiss that dirty little mouth of his.

Then he went silent, clenching his jaw tight to stifle whatever moans he had bottled. The goblin felt his rod spasm inside her, glob after glob splattering throughout her warm hole. That didn't stop her from riding him, taking as much as she could from his oversensitive rod until he begged her to stop. Took him longer than she expected, and the twist on his face almost killed her mood.

Almost.

"Can't say I'm that surprised by your stamina," Rixi teased, smiling as she pulled off of him. His cock had softened, covered in the white seed as it lazily flopped away. She still had a ways to go to get off herself, "How long does it take for you to recover? If you want to keep going, that is."

He didn't answer, at least not with words. Zek curled up to his knees and leaned closer, lowering his head down to her waist. Rixi pulled herself away. "Um, what are you doing?"

"Finishing you off?" He blinked innocently, ears dropping at the question. "I'm sorry, I meant to hold out longer. It's just been a while since I've had to please someone else."

She tilted her head, "What?" The way he spoke to her sounded like he was ashamed of cumming so soon. No one should feel bad for an orgasm, not in Rixi's experience anyway. "Did you not enjoy that or something?"

The elf gave a vacant stare. Then he blinked, blushing and turning away. "I mean...it's certainly my first time being used like that." The goblin started to wonder what elf sex had to be like given his bashfulness. "Please, allow me to finish you off, it's the least I could do."

"You realize I'm filled with your spunk, right?"

"It's not the first time I've tasted it."

Now Rixi blushed. Quivering in her smile, she coughed to regain composure before laying down and spreading her legs for him. "Ok, Zeky. Show me what you mean."

Giving the cutest smile, the elf lowered his head between her lips. She expected him to dig in right away, but Zekzen bided his time. The elf's lips softly pressed against her thigh in a ladder of kisses, starting with the left and then the right before he braced against her cunt. As a goblin, Rixi wasn't used to so much foreplay from partners unless she did it. Everyone assumed goblins just wanted to dive straight into the fucking. In her defense, she rarely proved that wrong. But with the way Zek delicately treated her, Rixi felt as though she was being worshiped.

When his tongue hit, she didn't want the worship to end.

She didn't know why dark elf women were so angry if Zek's skill had anything to say. The elf knew just where to dig as if his tongue was being guided. Panting, Rixi's fingers dug into her bedroll, fighting the urge to kick away at the rising pleasure. "H-Harder there. Harder. S-Softer there!" she squealed out commands that he obeyed without hesitation, letting the thick warm muscle taste every inch of her. Not even her clit was safe from his technique.

Then there was the stamina. Whatever edge he made her body walk felt like an eternity, even as he pulled up to breathe. She bucked and moaned, rolling her head back as if he spoke arcane words to let a demon possess her.

Feeling the urge scratching at her door, Rixi's strength returned to wrap her legs around his head. "That's it..." she grunted under her breath, clasping his white hair. "Come on. Just a little more. A little more..." Her breathing sped up, her body tense until a cry escaped her lips. The rush rippled through her like waves, drenching the elf between her muscular thighs. He didn't stop. Rixi's body shook with another orgasm, a third close behind. The metallic flavor of blood seeped into her lips as she realized she'd been biting down so hard.

"Enough!" she pushed him off with the last of her strength. "Enough, enough, fuck." Her body heaved with her breathing, the euphoria ever present while her legs just stopped working. She looked back to his eyes, seeing concern brightened by the glistening of her juices over his chin thanks to his magical lights.

"I-I'm sorry if I went too far," he bowed his head to the floor. "There's no excuse for my mistake, please forgive me."

Rixi held her tongue in confusion and shock. As Zek bent over, part of his shirt fell to reveal his lower back. A shiver crawled down her spine at the scars she saw. "You...you didn't do anything wrong," she said, pushing herself to smile as she urged him up. "I just haven't been serviced like that since...ever actually."

Dumbfounded but relieved, Zek said, "Really? I'd have figured plenty of your partners would know to give you proper reverence."

"Adventurers are a selfish bunch, in treasure and in sex. Contracts only protect one of those." Though Rixi was sure she could find brothels for it if her heart craved it. Whether the prostitute would enjoy eating goblin pussy was another thing entirely, and she preferred her partners enjoying things. Yawning, the goblin added, "I think I could use a nap after that. You?"

"Likely, yes," Zek said, taking a rag to clean his face when she offered it. "Apologies for before."

"Oh, you're gonna start being soft on me now?" Rixi teased. "Look, if you want to ignore what happened when we meet up with the rest, I won't take it personally." As much as people wanted to bed a goblin, few liked to talk about it in polite society. Enough groups were left in her dust just for that alone.

"Why would I do that?" He asked. "Unless you don't want people to know."

"I don't really care."

"Well, neither do I." Zek said, huddling at his bedroll, "I need to put on a disguise when we enter most villages anyway. Sharing a moment with you isn't anything like that."

She couldn't tell if he was trying to be sweet, sincere, or both. Either way, it tugged at her heartstrings. "Well, goodnight I guess." Zek unfurled his bedroll to sleep.

"You know, we don't need to stay in separate bedrolls." Rixi said, "How do you feel about cuddling?"

"Cuddling?" Zek raised his brow, "I don't know what that is."

Burying the sadness upon hearing that, Rixi rolled into his bedroll behind him. "Well, after two people fuck like animals, they tend to come up really close with each other for body heat. Sometimes one lets the other rest against their chest. It's called spooning. Like so," she pulled him close, bracing his back against her breasts. "Interested?"

"Yeah..." his voice was soft, innocent in a way. She frowned out of his sight, feeling the imprint of scars deep along his back as he drifted to sleep beside her. Strumming her fingers through his hair, Rixi saw him not as the stubborn elf but as a hurt puppy in need of protection.

Something she'd happily provide.