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A busy brick street sat under a bright sun in a busy city district where stalls and stores of all kinds could be found. People and beast-folk alike stood at the edges of their stores holding their wares and advertising to any who might be interested in a few exotic things. The crowds were thick and constantly on the move with occasional stops made for the stores in the little commercial district. Canopies made of cloth and other materials wandered from building to building, creating just enough shade that the people beneath it wouldn’t be baked by the sun along with the bricks below them. Among the humans in the crowd were several beast folk and other fae aligned creatures. It was just a natural occurrence in this sort of city to see such a mix, but even then, a few raised a brow when seeing a goblin wandering among their midsts. She was about half the size of a grown man with dark hair and a mixture of blond toward the tips. Her eyes were a particular type of scarlet, and her hide was emerald, with a few freckles on her exposed shoulders. Adorning her body was an apron fitted for her form and underneath a set of overalls with a few leather adjustments. Elina smiled her sharp-tooth smile while making her way through the crowd. She had a destination in mind and weaved quite easily through the buzzing people, while at the same time making sure that her brush-tipped tail didn’t get caught on anything or anyone. Hanging off a belt underneath her apron was a pouch full of coin and purpose. Elina had stepped into this market street with a particular store in mind, one that could be found closed fairly often and that she valued quite dearly when it was open.

Elina stopped in front of an old wooden shop and she tilted her head to take a deep sniff, as if she could catch the scent of what awaited her inside that simple palace. Spices. Glorious spices. Hints of something sweet, something that could tickle her nose and other things that were more earthy. She found herself utterly excited that she could smell them so easily from the street, and she took the first step up the small set of stairs leading up to the front door. By the fresh scent of spices in the air, she was sure that her darling friend was inside and willing to see her. Of course, there was supposed to be a sign saying that a place was open, but whatever. As soon as she entered through the threshold, she found the scent of culinary magic washing over her.

Garlic hung off of the low ceiling in cloves along with various herbs and spices near the window for drying. She wandered around the shelves, looking at each little jar and container while humming happily to herself. A good selection of spices and ingredients could be found here, and she always bought her stock from this place whenever it was open. Even the most common clove of garlic was something special because of where the owner of the store got it from, and his unique sense that let him pick out just the best stuff. Speaking of which, she made her way to the front to greet the owner behind the counter with a big smile. He was dressed like an old wizard rather than someone who dealt with ingredients, but that was because he was often off on the road and maybe because he liked to look mysterious. The man himself was a bearded fellow with hair tied with multiple bands, and an old scratch across his cheek. His dark eyes regarded her for a few seconds with a bit of scrutiny before a small smile touched his expression.

“Elina.” He said in a greeting while inclining his head, “It is good to see you after so long.”

“It’s only long because you go off on so many trips! How do you even make money around here if you’re gone all the time, Adol?” She said while crossing her arms.

The older human chuckled and put both arms on the counter while leaning over it to look at her, “That’s because I have clientele all over, and my days of adventure are not quite behind me.” He then sighed, “That being said, you’ll be seeing plenty of me for a bit. I have something important to do while I’m still here.”

Her eyes sparkled as she placed her hands on the counter to stand on her tiptoes to face him directly, “And since you’re back, that means you have new and amazing things to show? Rare and valuable spices and other little treasures, right?”

Adol nodded slowly and clucked his tongue, “That might be the case, that might.” He then placed his chin on one of his arms and grinned, “Want to come around back and see?”

She clasped her hands together before leaning against the counter as if she were about to faint, “Ah! My friend, you’re going to kill me with kindness at this rate. Please, please show me your stash and I’ll pay as much as you need. Extra for delivery and I’ll even carry a few crates myself.”

He laughed and stood up straight while coming around to lift the divider between the counter and the rest of the store, “Your enthusiasm is infectious. Come around back and take a look for yourself.”

Adol was a chef, just the same as she was, except he liked dealing with and handling various spices and ingredients a bit more than the cooking. He had also spent most of his life as an adventurer and mercenary of sorts, so he had seen things that she could only dream of. Many cooks and chefs from commoners to royalty came around here looking to poke around his special stock on occasion, and it was always worthwhile. She had met him many years ago when she was first starting out, and he had actually given her a heavy discount. One that she just remembered at this moment while watching him stand there with a smile. Not many humans treated goblins with such respect, and some still saw her as a bit of a pest more than anything else. Still, he had believed in her business and had allowed her to thrive without having to break her ass on the expenses of spices. As she stepped around back and nodded to him in thanks, she wondered if there was anything she could do to repay him.

The back room of the store was much larger than the rest of it, mostly because it was used for storage. There were barrels and shelves, potted plants, and even boxes full of dirt covered in odd mushrooms. There were crystals hanging off the wall, linens hanging here and there, with the floors covered in cushions in some spots. This served as his hoard, and she had always joked around that Adol must be a dragon in disguise because of this. Nothing interested her, except for a blade here or there, that is, until they got to a particular spot. Near the back hanging off of the ceiling in the corner was a string of peppers bundled together that she recognized right away as some of the finest from her homeland.

Before she could even react, he plucked one off of the bundle and offered it to her. She took it and bit it in half and her mouth was awash with pain and delight. Sweet and earthy with a burn that hit immediately before dying out into a subtle heat. Elina fanned herself while savoring the paper before she tossed it up into the air and caught it on her tongue to eat the rest of it. Goblins were hardier than most and could handle spice with ease, but that made their cuisine a unique thing that humans found tantalizing and dwarves wanted to share in because of their similar constitutions. Being mildly resistant to poison really gave both dwarves and goblins an appreciation for the hotter things in life. Now, humans? They were just a bit crazy, but she could appreciate that.

When she finished, she puffed out, “Hah! That’s such a lovely taste. Haven’t even seen one of these in a while! You usually show me interesting things and interesting flavors, but you rarely ever have these peppers from my homeland. And so many!”

He laughed and plucked another to bite down on it. She watched him with a grin as he handled it with the same sort of delight that she had yet again making her wonder if he had any sort of odd blood in him as humans often did. When he finished his piece, he breathed out, “A gift for you. You’re always my first customer when I come back. Figure I should give back a bit, so I found myself in goblin lands and asked around for these peppers in particular.”

Her eyes sparkled as she sighed aloud and placed a hand on her chest, “You must be after my heart to treat me so well. I’ve been missing these little beauties and cultivating them out here just doesn’t work. The plants just end up wilting because the sun is too intense, but growing them with no sun whatsoever just means they’ll also die.” Elina then pointed at him with a claw while he kept eating his pepper, “I was thinking about what I could do to repay you for the kindness you showed me when I first came around, but now you’re offering me a gift? Adol, I can’t take this for free, let alone the whole bundle. Even back home, these are pricey.”

She pulled out the pouch waiting beneath her apron and offered it up to him, “Take all of it and I’ll be back with more for my usual order.”

Adol pinched the pouch and held it up before lowering it back onto her head, and while she balked and caught it, he chuckled, “A gift isn’t bought. There are only a few people who would buy something like this. Maybe some dwarves, and maybe some humans with keen tastes, but I got them specifically for you. You can spend your coin on other things around here.”

When he turned around to start walking away while mentioning something else, she huffed and wandered toward his side, “Not likely! It’d be an insult as a tradesman of any kind, and just as much of a cultural insult. Something like this is what you might consider a dowry or a wedding offering. Could even be seen like a bundle of flowers for a girl you really adore.”

The old human stopped in place while rubbing his chin, fingers scratching through his beard as he rumbled, “Hm, think I heard something like that. Goblins love their cooking, love the meals they make together and fine ingredients are offered between loved ones. As well as the offer of a meal shared together.” He then chuckled while folding his arms together, “So, how about we use some of those peppers to make a meal and we share it?”

She thought about it for a second and she narrowed her eyes. He was aware that goblins often showed affection with food, and expensive or rare ingredients could be considered part of a courtship process. The times had moved on but you could still see goblins acting like that, and in fact, she found it romantic that he wanted to cook together with her. He’d know that. Right? She straightened up when she realized the implications of what he was doing. He was looking over at her with a raised brow and a little smile full of mischief. Elina felt her cheeks grow far warmer than when she had eaten the pepper and she opened her mouth before clamping it shut.

After a few moments of processing, she breathed out, “Okay. I’ll join you for a meal. I rushed over as soon as I could. Didn’t even have breakfast, and the sun is high enough that most are probably getting ready for lunch.”

The old human clucked his tongue while shaking his head, “Missing meals is never a good thing, especially for a chef. Follow along and I’ll take you to my meager kitchen.”

Elina followed while wondering if she had truly read his intent. Whenever she met his gaze, she found her cheeks growing warmer and her eyes needing to turn. Damn. If she had been the one to think of it first, then she would have offered her body as a gift, but she hadn’t thought about it because she didn’t think that he’d like that sort of thing. If she had offered first, then of course she wouldn’t feel so damn embarrassed, but it was the uncertainty of it all and the brazenness of that possibility that had her heart fluttering.

They headed up through the store, up some stairs and into a segment that served as his home when he was around. It wasn’t exactly the most well kept, but it was organized in a way that she could understand and the dust was kept to a minimum. The kitchen, however, was well-stocked and maintained. Maybe he had someone come over specifically to take care of the kitchen, or maybe he just took care of it himself when he got back. He had an open flame stove with a large pan already settled over it and just as she thought, there were plenty of ingredients hanging here and there. A cold infused container held plenty of meat, and already she could feel the inspiration coming to her.

The pan they set to heat up over a fire with oil in it and while she tended to that, Aldo began cutting up what they would need. She was going to be the one in charge of actually putting everything together, and what they had decided on was a particular cut of poultry that reminded her of the fowl from home. A lovely stir fry that would go well with something else. Maybe a bit of bread, or rice. Either way, she hummed happily while swirling the oil in the pan and, on occasion; she looked over at Aldo working with his sleeves drawn up. He was a strong human, hardier than many but she knew very little about him other than the fact that he had been a mercenary, and now still went out in the world to wander, adventure and collect odd things.

Hm, perhaps she should use this as an opportunity to get to know him better. He was going through all this trouble, but she didn’t really know him. Did she have to, though? She just knew that he was nice, and he seemed to be putting in the effort to properly pursue her. Well, maybe he was just being nice. She still wasn’t quite certain about that. It would be brazen in her culture for a man to invite her over for dinner like this and to offer the choice of meal to her and even the ingredients, but to humans, it might be something polite. That would be, however, disrespectful to how well-traveled he was and the fact that whenever their gazes met, he would just smirk at her. Did he know?

Finally, unable to handle it, she smacked the ladle she was holding on the side of the metal pan while clucking her tongue, “Okay, what’s this about?”

She turned her head to look toward him while he simply kept on chopping, the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board echoing throughout the kitchen rhythmically. After a moment or two, he responded while continuing his work, “Hm, I thought I should get you a gift. Should treat you better since you’re always in my store and always so friendly. Most just browse around and are too nervous to ask for conversation. Rich customers have a chip on their shoulder and don’t really want to mingle, but you’ve been good company every time. The road is a lonely place, and you make this place feel like home.”

Elina nearly dropped her ladle but managed to not make a total fool of herself as she breathed out, “Oh. Well, you’re really not so intimidating.” She then thought about how he typically just stood behind the counter of his store with a grumpy expression looking like an old wizard in his cloak or robes, and she then sniffed, “Not to me. Rugged men are nice to look at.”

The sound of careful knife-work stopped, Alod saying with a chuckle, “You’re nice to look at too.”

Her mind’s voice began to yell, and the sound bounced off the walls of her skull while she tried her best to form coherent thoughts. Her thoughts went from one place to another. He really was courting her! And it was such a sweet thing as well! She would have been fine if he had just been after a quick lay, and maybe he was after just a quick lay, but if it was just a thing of desire then he was doing it with such a sweet thing in mind. Elina almost felt like she would have been insulting him for offering her body up when she could have offered up so much more. There were a few in the city that were after her heart, but none of them had interested her that much, and none of them were this forward either. She really did like looking at him, and really did enjoy the fact that he could be so stoic while also being warm and friendly.

Finally, she decided to be a bit brazen herself as she breathed out, “After dinner, I think I’d like to rest a bit. Maybe over a nice bottle of something you’ve found in your travels, and in bed.”

For a second, silence reigned until he rumbled a response, “As you wish.”

And then the knife continued tapping on the wood as preparations for their meal continued. To her, cooking was a method of keeping her livelihood, but participating in the act with someone else held such a different meaning for her. They could carry on a little conversation while they were preparing the ingredients that helped them learn about their intentions, and she could even say with a genuine smile that she would be glad to share her recipes with this man out of admiration and trust. To feed someone else and to be fed was something akin to love, and love could come in so many forms. She loved the customers that came to her for food, and just the same, she loved her family that she had once cooked for long ago in her homeland, and now she found herself with a different sort of passion. When the first ingredients hit the pan to begin the stir fry, she found herself doing so, hoping that Aldo would enjoy a creation that came of their union, built off trust, and amorous intent.

Hah, she supposed there were also little nuances to this game as well. She had lowered her apron a bit to let her cleavage be shown, and the overalls she wore beneath had spots in the back where you could see her bare skin. At one point, she turned her head to get a good look at Aldo to see if he had noticed her, but what she saw made her realize she had been caught in a masterful gambit. Aldo was folding his robes and setting them off to the side, revealing that he wore a leather vest and trousers underneath, a vest that showed off his arms that were touched by scars here and there. His chest and strong frame were pressing against the leather of his outfit as well in ways that made her wonder what he could do to her? Instead of thinking that she had been beaten at this game, she simply turned toward the pan to tap her foot on the floor while lifting her chin to hum in utter delight. What a meal it would be.

Cooking together involved a bit of finesse. It was his kitchen, but he had already chopped the ingredients, so it was up to her to stir fry what she was given before she set it aside. Aromatics first. Garlic. Onions. Peppers and a few other things all stirred up until the kitchen was hit with the scent of it all. She then set them aside in a bowl before being handed the meat. This was easy enough, but she didn’t know where everything was in the kitchen, so on occasion, they traded spots. She’d tend to the ingredients that were set aside, and he’d add a sauce or an oil to the pan, a bit of salt and fine-black pepper as well. For the most part, she got the most fun job in her opinion of mixing things together and tossing the pan to watch the flames burn high and the ingredients bounce together. The meat was seared and given a treatment of a particular type of sauce that reminded her of home by the time they were done with it. The other ingredients went in once the meat was cooked to perfection, along with the whites of the spring onions. Pity, it would have been nice to add them a bit earlier, but there was still a bit of time to cook and she supposed the greens could wait until after everything. Either way, she was liking how everything smelled.

A simple dish at the end of the day with fine ingredients topped over rice that had been cooking nearby. He served her a bowl, and then himself, before they retired to a low table to sit down. Aldo poured them with a bit of sweet smell to it, no doubt to dull the spice, but she dug in before he even poured out her glass. Had he added ginger when she wasn’t looking? Or maybe it was the sauce that he had added? Either way, she loved the flavor. It was earthy and mildly sweet with a spicy kick that was made even more so heated by the pepper seeds they had decided to leave in. It reminded her of home in many ways, but with a certain personal touch that made it all the better.

While they ate, she asked, “So, where are you from? I’ve entered your house. I’ve gotten you to disrobe but don’t know anythin’ about you except that you were a hired sword at some point.”

Aldo grunted after swallowing a bite, “South.” When she narrowed her eyes and pouted, he chuckled and shook his head, “An island off the coast of the south of this land. I left young. Not much love for the place, but the food was okay.”

She smiled a bit and hummed, “Dashing man leaving his home at a young age to find his wealth. Did you find it? Found yer treasure?”

He looked at her for a few more moments than she expected before answering, “I found plenty of things worthwhile. Plenty of treasures, and plenty of things to keep hold of more valuable than that.”

Elina felt her cheeks start to warm again, and she focused on her meal for a bit before clearing her throat when she was ready to speak, “So, you’re packin’ down that spice pretty easy. Gotta be something in the blood more than human, right?”

Aldo rumbled while looking up, “Island was pretty much a mix of humans and other things. There were even dragons mingling among the people even when I lived there.”

If she didn’t respect cooking so much, she would have spat out her food, but instead she swallowed hard and coughed, “Dragons? Humans bouncing hips with dragons isn’t that unheard of, but was your family like that?”

He laughed and shook his head, “No. I don’t think so. Most I can tell you is that there were beast folk on the island, and humans. More arrived, and more, and then they fought. They fought until the natives were gone, and fought until their children did not remember why, and the ones claiming the island could not hold back the tide. No one wanted to fight, and so they coexisted. My family, however, did hold ties with minotaurs.”

“Huh, you are a bull of a man even if you’re not the tallest for a human, but would explain why you’re so hardy.” She then thought to ask with a grin, “You hung more than other humans too?”

Instead of getting flustered, he leaned in with an elbow on the table and muttered, “Wanna see?”

She laughed, but her face was on fire. It took her a bit to stumble through her words but she finally managed to answer, “Maybe when we take that drink afterward, big guy.”

He simply chuckled and kept on eating. Damn. She had to admit that he had her beat at this. A good meal. Not easily flustered, and he could easily fluster her. After finishing their meal, she was taken to his room. A bed sat near the wall with bookshelves next to it. She saw a fine-looking ax hanging on the wall and wondered if he took that thing out into battle. Elina only turned away from it when she heard him stepping inside with a bottle in hand. She wondered where the glasses were until he simply popped the cork off of it and offered it to her. With a small smile, she took it to kiss the head and take a pull of what he offered. Something strong that warmed her insides and made her feel as if she were breathing in lovely clouds.

That tore it. When she took her lips and breathed out while offering the bottle back to him, she had to say, “Sly bastard. I’m all yours.”

Aldo chuckled while swirling the bottle around as he sat at the edge and watched her with a raised brow, “Strip, then. I’ve got a bottle in hand right now.”

The apron came off easily enough, and she was left in overalls that showed her sides. She turned to him with a big grin and hooked her thumbs through the straps over her overalls to take them over her shoulders and down to let her arms slip through. Elina let it all fall before she unbound her chest, letting her breasts out into the air, a lovely size for her species, and then she put a claw through her underwear. She stopped as he offered the bottle to her, figuring that it’d be nice to end it in a tease. When she took the bottle, she hopped on the bed while her tail curled above her in curiosity, her ankles at the bottom of the bottle while her fingers toyed with the neck.

While she giggled, he started to undress. Vest first, and then the trousers that came down easily enough to expose a lovely with plenty of fuzz and a sort of strength that she admired. He was a bit plump, but he carried that weight so damn well. She took a long pull of the bottle before she offered it to him, expecting that he’d tease her just the same. Instead, he pulled down his small-clothes to let his shaft out in the air. She felt her sharp ears lower a bit, her eyes widening as a big smile touched her expression. Not even hard yet, and yet it was so damn beautiful. A thick thing that would surely grow more in time.

While she was left staring, he took the bottle gingerly and leaned down to kiss her ear, “Your turn.”

She slid off of the bed with her palms resting at the edge, while her eyes kept taking his body in. When he sat down on the bed, when she was standing there with the option to just let her loincloth down, she positioned herself between his legs and placed her hands on his knees. He looked at her with a small smile while letting the bottle rest on his leg, and she could see the perfect comparison as his shaft began to grow. One of her hands grabbed hold of the base of his cock, her other hand cupping his balls from beneath to get a good feel of their weight, while she planted a single kiss at the tip of his cock. She opened her mouth to let the flat of her tongue rest against the heat of his shaft, a droplet of something salty and delightful staining her senses while she looked up at the old human daring him to do something. Every inch of his shaft stood in front of her face, and she couldn’t help but marvel at it. A beautiful size with a dark color and a taste that held the blessing of the earth. She pecked along the sides and went to the balls, unable to forget about those heavy orbs. He was a hairy man, but she did not mind the fur of beast folk, so why would she care about the curled fuzziness of a human? She let her tongue slip underneath one of his balls, her lips slipping over it to suckle before she pulled back and slowly let it pop out of her mouth. Elina needed this.

Elina saw him pulling the bottle back to take a drink before he leaned down to offer it to her while his voice rumbled with something dark and lovely, “My turn.”

A smug smile touched her expression as she took the bottle and hopped up on the bed, her tail curling around his leg and loosening as he got off of the bed. Before she had a chance to turn around, she found her rear being grasped along with the base of her tail. Elina was on her knees at the edge of the bad and she sat straight up while turning her head enough to see him groping her. Was he just going to take her right there? No, the game continued. He leaned down to bite her tail causing her to shudder before her tongue went down to the base. He looped a finger through her loincloth to take it off, to peel it away from her as he decided to take his turn in teasing her. She leaned forward while hugging the bottle, her body shuddering as his tongue dipped against her slit. The warmth of the alcohol could not compare to the heat she felt as his tongue began to sample her most sensitive spot. His thumbs pushed against her outer lips to help him spread her apart, to help his tongue dig at particular spots before it pressed below to get to a particular spot that had her squirming and her toes curling.

When he brought his lips off of her cunt, she was panting and her tongue was hanging out of her mouth. Competition was such a lovely thing with the added kiss of camaraderie. It could spawn such beautiful creations, and such fun games. When he gave her rear a swat and took a step back. She turned herself on her back and looked at him while panting, hugging the bottle to her chest. Elina sat up, took a drink, and then offered the bottle to him. He chuckled as he got back onto the bed, and she hopped off to continue the game. She could just ask him to get it over with. She could have just tossed the bottle away, but this was so much fun. Who would snap first? Either way, they both won.

When he got on the bed, it took her a bit to think of what she wanted to do to him. She could go right back to his dick, could even give his balls a good polishing, but there were other things that she could do too. Elina began to giggle as she urged him onto his side. The bottle had to be set off the edge of the bed for now while he laid in a position she wanted, one of his legs spread to give her room to work. She placed her lips against his taint almost immediately, her tongue coming out to start flicking away dots of sweat before she went down to the rear. Her mouth connected with his puckered star, her hand coming up to grab onto the base of his cock. She let her long tongue out and went from his rear up to his balls, leaving a trail of warm drool again and again. At the same time, she was treated to the sound of his grunts and sighs, to the slight shivering of his form that she could feel in the spots that her tongue met, and the subtle throbbing of his cock in her hand.

Elina tugged his cock nice and slow, and in gentle circles. When she reached the tip, she pressed her thumb against it to feel his pre leaking out of the head. Her tongue, at this point, was fixated on his rear, her mouth soon meeting his puckered hole to let them share a lover’s kiss before their mouths had even met properly. She figured that this would make sure that she would win the game without a doubt. How could he resist? And surely he wouldn’t be able to resist. His cock was throbbing enough that she could feel it bounce in her grip, and his sounds had turned into low rumbles and breathy grunts. She could practically hear his desires about to boil over. Elina even let her tongue dip inside for a bit, to really give him an internal massage before she pulled it out and away with a wet pop.

The old human moved to sit and she let her tongue trail away from his body as she started to chuckle, and she found herself wanting to ask if she had won this little game. He reached over the bed to take the bottle to start drinking. A longer pull than either of them had taken. Surely he was feeling the alcohol now, but maybe he just needed something to wash away the heat plaguing his mind, thanks to her. She smirked up at him as she stood up straight with her hands held behind her back, her mouth about to open to ask if he needed a minute. All of her smugness faded when he set the bottle back down over the edge of the bed and grabbed onto her shoulders.

Their lips suddenly met when he pulled her up and leaned down to let their mouths embrace. Tongue to tongue almost immediately, fragments of alcohol trailing between their lips as she was allowed to taste the warmth of his mouth mixing with the potent brew. Her cheeks were fully flushed, her eyes fluttering and her heart pumping faster and faster while she held onto his arms and dug her claws inside. The skin parted underneath her touch, but neither of them seemed to care while their tongues continued to meet. It was a quiet agreement that the game was over. Neither one of them had lost. Both of them had won. Perhaps later she would tease him about how he had been the first to go so wild, to become so feral in the face of a little lust, but right now she only cared about the prize that they would both share.

When their mouths parted, a string of spittle connected their lips, one that parted as he murmured, “Be mine.”

He put his mouth against her neck, and she smiled as she bit her bottom lip while lifting her chin to let him kiss and explore. She did not say yes at that moment. She still had a little bit more game in her, but how long could she keep herself from saying the inevitable? His hands moved along her body, one of them trailing to her rear to squeeze, while the other moved to cup her chest. At the same time, he kept on planting little pecks along her neck, his tongue coming out on occasion, his teeth closing over a few spots that made her tremble before he went back to kissing. He would kiss her ear and whisper those words again, her toes curling and her eyes shutting as if she could hold herself back from saying what she wanted to say. The fingers at her rear moved around to her crotch, pressing before sliding between while her defenses eroded, while her desires became more and more apparent until she couldn’t handle it any longer.

“Yes.” She said with a loud sigh before laughing, “Yes I’ll be yours! You’ve done it. Seduced me. Courted me. Gonna try to marry me too?”

Aldo chuckled while bringing her onto the bed, while moving his hands down to her waist to grip as he answered her, “I’ll have to come up with something better than this for the proposal.”

Her cheeks burned, and she grabbed onto his arms again to secure her claws in, to give herself something to hold on to while she felt her heart bursting with glee as she sighed, “Shut up before you make me black out from a sugar overload. Give me something a bit more intense.” But she then looked at him with a half-lidded and mischievous glare and said with all the warmth in her heart, “I love you so damn much.”

His hands moved all the way up to her cheeks to hold her there while he leaned down to meet her lips. The kiss lasted nice and long, but did not go too deep. Just a bare touch of mouth to mouth that let her know what his response was. Their lips parted as he brought his cock into position. She brought her legs up while sticking her tongue out, while looking between them to watch as he started to prod against her pussy. The tip pushed and eased against her most sensitive spot, her toes curling inward as she hooked her legs on his hips. She could feel it spreading her bit by bit, could feel his size and girth ready to push inside of her. A general pressure gripped at her gut, and one that became relieved as he managed to slip into her.

He took his sweet time getting inside of her, and she bit down on her bottom lip while she waited. Bit by bit he slid inside, bit by bit he spread her, but it was a bit too slow. Maybe he thought that she couldn’t handle it, maybe he thought that he’d hurt her. For a smart man, he certainly was quite a bit stupid if he really did think that. Her claws were still digging into his arms, but she took them away and reached down. She grabbed his waist and tighten her hold with her ankles to pull him closer and force him a few more inches inside of her. Aldo uttered a grunt, uttered a shaky groan that made her grin from ear to ear as she repeated the motion until he started to join in and get the message. She loosened her hold as he thrust, as he started to push and pump his hips forward to get his dick inside of her properly.

Still, she felt the need to utter between them, “Don’t hold back, big guy. Think you can hurt me? Don’t mistake my size for me being weak. Goblins are hardy.”

Aldo stopped for a second before leaning back to breathe out, “Take it that means you want it rough, huh?”

As an answer, she leaned up to bite his chest, her fangs pressing firmly against the skin until she heard him grunt. When he got the message, he started to move and she let go of the spot she had been biting to lie back and watch him start to work. Her hands rested at her sides now on the bed, her excitement growing as she saw him picking up speed. His thrusts still seemed to be lacking a bit of the pepper she expected until she saw his gut tensing. He sucked in a breath and then slammed into her with a sudden motion that jolted her back, causing her to reach back and hold herself in place with one hand clutching the sheets while her insides were spread wide open. A bit of soreness struck her and the pressure inside of her rose, but pleasure sparked throughout as she looked between them with a wild grin.

Just one powerful thrust and he was balls deep in her wet cunt. His shaft was throbbing and damn, she could feel each pulse grinding that thick thing against her insides. Could she trace the outline of his shaft on her abdomen, or was that just her imagination? Either way, she raised her hips and began to roll them to keep on going while he simply let himself remain inside of her idly. Maybe he thought she needed a little break, but she was more than ready for more. With a grunt, he started to pull back before thrusting in again, and then again, and then again. Each push caused her to sigh and groan, her eyes shutting as she drank in the pleasure she was being given.

No. Elina was not allowed to close her eyes. She opened them again as she felt him reach beneath her to yank her tail, as their mouths connected in a heated kiss. Her lips were assaulted with kisses anytime he came close to her, anytime he pulled back, and when he thrust, he filled her to the brim. The kisses were short pecks that kept on stealing her breath away, the constant thrusting pushing the wind out of her lungs. The way he tugged and yanked her body around was just perfect. He yanked on her tail and grabbed her breasts, squeezing and kneading her tits before his fingers moved down over her side to clutch that spot and bring her nice and close.

When he slowed down, she thought that he might be taking pity on her again, but she was in a bit of a foggy bliss so she supposed she could allow him to take a break if he wanted. She was humming and sighing to herself, giggling just a bit while he let her down, but what she did not realize was that he simply wanted a change of position. He turned her onto her side and slapped his dick back into position before easing himself back in, causing her to groan. Her tail curled around his waist slowly before snapping around it just as he grabbed onto her body with both of his hands. She blinked and looked at the veins on his hands, looked at the straining of his muscles on his arms and she then soon felt why he had locked in such a tight grip.

He yanked her toward him while thrusting forward at the same time, causing her to yelp while her insides met his cock yet again. Adol repeated the motion again and again, and he even lifted her off of the bed a bit as he yanked her toward him. Every thrust seemed so much more violent than before, every movement being done with a bit more strength, as if he were letting loose that calm facade to let his inner beast out. And that’s exactly how she wanted it. One of her eyes was half-lidded while the other was wide and excited, her mouth hanging open as she groaned aloud while he plunged into her again and again.

Aldo had left her a sweaty and heated mess, her moans punctuated by a fine steam flowing from her lips while he just kept up the constant assault. It felt good. It felt as if she were being captured in the most passionate way possible. Her insides were given a pummeling massage that hit every right spot inside of her, sending sparks throughout her thoughts anytime he bottomed out inside of her. Even better than that was the feeling of his hands on her body. The grip was tight, but not tight enough to bruise, just enough to let her know that she could not escape while her tail found its way around his arm.

The pulsing of his shaft soon began to grow violent and began to be accompanied by long strings of pre that threatened and stained her insides. She couldn’t help but grin as she wondered if he’d let loose inside of her, or if he’d pull out. Aldo slowed down again, and she figured that he’d made his decision. No, another position change. Again he had her on her back, again he took her ankles to spread her legs apart. He sat his cock on her crotch and pulled back nice and slow before easing back inside. She looked up at him with a big smile, and he stared down at her with the same stoic expression. Aldo took his sweet time again in burying himself inside of her, but something felt more exciting about this. She could still feel his shaft bouncing violently, could still feel the threat of something approaching. He stopped halfway and grabbed the rest of his shaft to start pumping it, and meanwhile, his other hand moved to press a thumb against her cunt. The clit was his target, his digit pushing along the sensitive spot while his cock continued to grind inside.

Oho, she was a lucky, lucky gal. She loved the playful threat, along with the pleasure she felt jolting through her body. Each pulsing of his cock now made her shiver as she wondered whether he would cum while penetrated or not, and at the same time, the constant toying with her clit made her climb closer and closer to something far sweeter for herself as well. It didn’t take long before she felt the pressure rising; the anticipation bubbling in her chest as she stared into his eyes and began to rock her hips upward against his finger, to grind the cock inside of her against her inner walls.

When it seemed like he was threatening to pull out, she wrapped her legs around his thighs as best as she could and clenched her toes while pulling him close. The action caused a few more inches of his cock to push inside of her, the toying of her clit growing more intense as she found herself practically gushing from a sudden climax that caused her to curse aloud. At the same time, she felt his heat begin to fill her, and instead of pulling out, he pushed as close as he could, manage to get in every inch to stain the farthest spots of her insides. She laid back with bubbles in her head, the occasional giggle sidling out of her mouth while she took in every single drop. One twitch. Two twitches, and then another. On the fourth, he pulled out and rolled her onto her stomach to let the remnants of his climax paint her freckled rear. Hah. She felt so damn full.

He sat next to her and placed a hand on her back. Elina responded by rolling onto her stomach to sit up while grabbing onto his hand, a sigh escaping her, “Aldo. How could you do this to me when you’re off so much on your own? Know how much I’ll be missing you?”

The older human looked away for a moment while his fingers toyed around with hers, and he then rumbled, “Hm, thought of that, but figured it was worth it.”

It seemed like he had something else on his mind, and so she curled under his touch to let his fingers brush along her back while she laid over his lap, while she planted a kiss on the tip of his dick before muttering, “Doesn’t have to be that way. Could always take me with you, right?”

Aldo chuckled, “Thought of that, but wouldn’t want to tear you away from your business.”

She planted another kiss on his cock while humming, “Got a good manager and a few good workers I can get to take over the place for me while I’m gone. Figure they can handle it permanently if I don’t come back.” She then looked up at him with a grin, “‘Sides, we can go get married at your home island.” When she saw his frown and heard him making a sound like an upset hound, she added with a long sigh, “I’m kidding. We can do that wherever we want after you make the right moves.”

His expression returned to a healthy smile as he reached up to touch her head while he answered her, “If you’re sure.”

Elina grinned, “After all that? Of course I’m sure.”

She then took the head of his shaft into her mouth to start suckling. A few twitches gave her something sharp and salty to drink down. A remnant of his climax that made her shudder and wonder how it would have felt to have a full load in her mouth. However, her greedy insides still wanted more of him, and so she started to bob her head up and down in the hopes that he’d get hard again. It took a bit, but she worked patiently to get him up, and all he did was grope her ass in the meantime. When he was stuffing her throat, when her nose was pressed against his thigh and she could feel his full length twitching in her maw, she pulled back nice and slow and popped off the tip with a wet sigh.

Her body moved up along his, her fingers trailing up to his shoulders to grab hold of them while she planted kisses on his chest. Elina sat in his lap and let her rear tease his cock while her tail curled around the base of his shaft. She then moved up and up, rolling her hips until she got to the point where she could aim his cock to where it needed to be. At the same time, he touched her ears and groped her chest, always giving her the bare minimum to make her shiver while she waited for that firm touch again. When she started to lower herself onto his cock, when she felt the tip breach her insides, she decided to take it easy for just a few seconds before she slammed her hips down and drove his cock in all the way.

With a grin, she leaned back while holding onto his thighs, while her hips rocked back and forth before she came up and then back down again. His fingers pinched onto her nipples to tug them, and anytime she drove her hips downward, she helped him tease her nipples, causing her to shiver and groan. Joy sprung through her as she went at her own pace, as she bounced on his lap while sighing aloud. She wanted more, and he gave her that by thrusting up into her anytime her fat rear came down onto his lap. She kept on going just a bit faster with each movement and found that he could match her with every thrust. Just the same, she wouldn’t back down from a little rough treatment. His hand gripped onto her neck suddenly and wrist, causing her eyes to widen. He was looking down at her with a grin, and she found herself in the same position as last time. Her insides were being stretched to the max while she was held in place. Aldo thrust into her like a wild animal, letting her know she was right where she belonged. Every thrust sent stars through her mind, every push sending a ripple through her ass as his thighs hit her rear with a resounding clap.

The more he kept on thrusting, the tighter his grip on her wrist and neck got, and she couldn’t help but grin in twisted delight while he really showed her what he was capable of. She actually tested his grip by straining her wrist against his hold, to let him know that she had strength of her own. Aldo did not underestimate her strength and instead held on tighter while she gasped and let out a little choked out laugh. Her other hand had gone to his wrist, and they shared a look full of dark delight and desire that had her mad with hunger.

Any sort of thrusting felt more intense than before. Maybe it was the position, maybe it was because her insides were tighter than normal thanks to the grip he had on her body. There was a sensation that his touch was a little bit too firm in places, that bruises were forming, but she didn’t mind at all. In fact, her mouth remained fixed in a crooked smile that leaked drool onto the hand around her neck while she practically dared him to keep going with her gaze. At some point, he growled as he leaned forward to let their mouths meet, as if he could eliminate the smile from her face. Their tongues met when he loosened his grip on her neck, when he let her open her mouth to allow them to swap drool and breath alike.

While their lips were locked, while his thumb passed along her throat, he pushed in one last time and started to pump his load inside of her raw. She loved the way he used her, loved the way he took her, and loved the feeling of being filled by his heat. Each shot of cum made her feel a bit fatter, a bit more full, and she cherished the sensation. Their lips slowly separated, and he let go of her neck before moving his hand off of her wrist as well. She cleared her throat and sighed, her chest rising and falling while she leaned forward against him with her arms draped around him. He held her gingerly while his mouth was pressed atop of her head, a big smile on her face.

That was probably good for the first time between them. She could probably go again if she caught her breath, but she also felt like she was swimming through honey. Probably had to do something with the alcohol, or the fact that she had been gripped and pulled around like a beast of burden. Despite that feeling, though, she checked on him. She saw the little marks that she had left on his body and pointed it out. Elina wanted to get up to help him, but the covers were too nice and her body felt a bit sluggish at the moment, so instead she watched as he dabbed the minor wounds with a solution just to make sure no irritations would set in place. She couldn’t help but wonder how he would look marked by her claws, how his scars would compare to the ones that she would add on to his body like a type of art. Elina watched from the bed with her belly pressed against it, her tail flicking from side to side and her arms folded under her chest.

When he came back to her, it was with water in hand. She sat at the edge of the bed to drink water while she submitted herself to his checks. A few bruises here and there, but nothing too significant. The water, however, felt fantastic on her throat and did a lot to help her mind wade through the honey and fuzz. Afterward, he pulled her against his body and they laid together against the covers. She clung close to him, let her hand run across his chest and through the curled hairs of his body. When she got down to his cock, she couldn’t help but smile and place her fingers atop of it.

“I’ve sobered up a bit.” She began quietly, “Y’really want to have me around on one of your trips?”

He brought her a bit closer while muttering, “I was thinking of how to ask you. Was thinking how to do it without upending your life. If you really want to come with me, then I would love to have you with me.”

She looked up at him with a smile and leaned up to give his lips a peck before she sighed, “Sweet man. This’ll just be another chapter of my life. I’m not giving up anything. I’ll still be cooking on the road, and sell my trade whenever I can. Of course, I’m not defenseless, so I’ll be able to help with any trouble.”

Adol inclined his head and said in a manner that she figured was entirely honest, “I’ll be sure to depend on you.”

Hah, he really was enamored with her, wasn’t he? He appreciated her cooking, believed in her abilities, and trusted her to come along with him while he was out in the wilds. She couldn’t help but ask, “You really think I’ll do fine out there, huh? You’ve never seen me in a scrap.”

He shrugged, “I know you can use a bit of magic. You’re a tough gal. If you say that you can handle yourself, then what does that matter?” He then snickered, “You’re durable, too.”

“Watch it.” She said with a giggle while her fingers squeezed around his shaft, “As durable as I am, I’ll have to bite down a bit of herb to make sure none of your seed sticks.”

Adol rumbled, “Figured you wouldn’t mind if I didn’t pull out. Was I wrong?”

Elina hummed, “Never said that. Just gotta be careful. Unless, you want a family that early between us?”

At first, it seemed like he was really thinking about it until he shook his head, “Maybe if we ever find a place to settle. A home for us two. Even after that I would want every comfort in the world for ourselves so we have enough for others.”

She looked at his pensive and thoughtful expression, and couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. Honest. Maybe some might’ve found the notion of a man who didn’t want a family immediately to be a vexing subject, and many in her own extended family would have balked, but she appreciated that he had a bit of brain to go with his brawn. He was smart enough to consider these sorts of things, and surely smart enough to account for her own feelings on the matter. Either way, she wasn’t sure if he’d be able to propose to her. If this feeling in her heart kept on fluttering away, then she might just have to find a pretty stone to offer him on their first day on the road, or even during the morning after. When she felt that love start to burn and bubble to the surface, she rose and planted her mouth against his. A gentle kiss, loving and full of quiet rumbling passion punctuated by that throbbing thing she felt pressing against her thigh. She got her legs around his shaft and eased herself close, moved herself back and forth steadily to stroke his cock while at the same time lounging against him. His fingers idly felt across her back, digits stopping at her rear to squeeze before coming around to the thighs to hold them while she continued pleasuring him. Elina loved the sound of his rumbling sighs, the sound of his pleasure toying with her sharp ears, and she’d do practically anything to hear more of it. He could use her if he wanted, or he could remain like this; regardless, she was entirely in love.

To her, nothing else needed to be said, and so she placed her forehead against his chest and uttered a quiet thanks to whatever spirit or deity might be watching; and she certainly hoped that they enjoyed the show.