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There three things all dwarfs love, their craft, drink, and bedding down with someone after a long day's work. So you might understand why I was less than happy to have my work interrupted by someone knocking at my door when I was neck deep in work. Pulling the blade away from the grindstone I listened to see if the knock would come again. "By the king's balls." I cursed under my breath when the knock came again. Lifting my foot off the grindstone's peddle I pushed out my stool and laid the short sword onto my work table. "I'll be back for you soon little fang." I told the blade as I set it down next to its kin and rubbed two fingers across it's gleaming surface.

The knock came again as I left my workshop. "I'm commin I'm commin." I shouted as I came around my counter and walked clear across the store to the door. Undoing the deadbolt and dismissing the warding on the door I pulled it open hard enough to rattle the handle when I let it go. "What do you want." I told the belly of the knocker and then looked up into his face. "I ain't buying what you're selling pup." I dismissed the gnoll. A tailor's dream the gnoll was dressed in just enough leather, cloth, and metal to hide the important bits if he didn't move to fast.

Reaching a hand out to keep the door from closing the gnoll got half his body in. Flashing a bit of leg and bits as he stepped in. "Aren't you Hangar?" he asked "Of the famous Hangar's Magnificent Metals?"

Narrowing my eyes at him I clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth. "Flattery won't get you everywhere pup." I told him and let my hand drop. It was likely he had read the sign placed above my store's entrance than hearing about my store for anyone. The bulk of stuff I made was for the king's military and they weren't much for praising the maker of their weapons.

"It isn't flattery if it's true, I've heard you are quite the craftsman and was looking to trade." He explained as he ducked under the door frame and used a foot to close the door behind him.

Stepping back to keep a good distance between us I folded my arms across my apron and raised an eyebrow. "I don't trade, unless it's precious jewels, weapons, or gold." I told him bluntly and tapped a finger on my bicep.

With a tilt of his head and a smile that could have charmed the skirt of a matron he told me "I am merely looking for information and your good word to get me, and a few friends into, the Grey Fortress. I am not flush with coin at the moment, but" Unslinging a lute that I hadn't noticed until now he held the instrument. "I can offer something more worth your while." With fingers so quick and precise I envied them the gnoll plucked out a few cords as soft and warm as a forge fire.

"Oh can you now? And what may I call you? I need to know a name before I make deals." I told him while looking him over again. I've only knew gnolls as dirty warmongering creatures that happened to be as cruel as they were brutish. The gnoll couldn't be farther from such an ideal. Clean and as well groomed as any noble son the gnoll looked more likely to be performing in an inn than he was to ever lift a weapon in violence.

Flashing that smile once more the gnoll put his instrument away with great care. "My name is Utyx, traveling bard, song write, and general jack of all trades." His voice took on a rich quality, like honey or a candied apple, "all you need is ask and I can get any job done for you."

I gave him a skeptical look and let my arms fall to my side. The Grey Fortress is one of the bars outside of the visitor area of the city. Anyone not from the city would need to have someone from the city to tag along, so they could get inside. Problem was of all the bars in the city the Grey Fortress was well-known for its brawls. A pair of days didn't go by when at least a few people didn't come out with black eyes.

So I was inclined to sponsor Utyx for the fun of it. I didn't tell him that though. "Oh and you'll do any job huh? That skimpy outfit of your's doesn't look to be useful for much, beside taking it off of course." I told him and as his smile widened to show teeth I felt we both had an idea what I'd be trading for my service for a sponsor. "Show me a good night and I'll make sure you and yours can get into the bar with no trouble. Only one question, was offering your 'services' in bed plan A or B" I asked.

With a shrug of his shoulder and a laugh he said "I never like to assume, but it is always an option when I am making a deal." Even his laugh was rich and smooth.

"Do you have anything to drink?" I asked shaking my hands out and trying to shake off the soreness that came with hunching over a grindstone for hours. When he just shook his head, I made a soft disgusted sound. "You should, makes everything a whole lot easier." I told him before gesturing to the east end of my chop with my head "Follow me, I have a bottle of Cavern white up stairs in my room. It should be half full."

"I shall remember that friend, now let us seal this partnership." He smiled and gave a short bow. Going to the door I engaged the warding on it once more. Unlike a lock that could be picked the ward needed me, or someone else I trusted, to bring it up or down. It was just another level of security in case things with sour.

My bedroom and small bathroom took up the whole second floor of my shop. I sectioned the bedroom into two parts for sleeping and for pleasure. "You are quite prepared Hangar!"Utyx exclaimed as he looked around. The first part you'd enter when coming up into my room was the part I sleep in, it had the normal things you'd expect in a bedroom. Dressers, Bed, a chest in front of my bed, and a wardrobe.

The other part was all for fun. Attached to the stone ceiling by four chains a leather sling sat in the middle of that section. Having been quite thorough when building my collection I had everything a kinky fuck might want. Shelving was pressed to the bare stone walls to hold all manner of toys and sexual aids. "Now don't tell me you're getting scared lad." I teased as I began to undress. Taking my apron off first I folded it and placed it on top of the bed.

"You misunderstand, I am not scared. Only shocked. I hadn't expected such a wild side from you." He assured me with a hand to his chest. "What is that one, the one on your hip? It looks tribal." He wondered after I pulled my shirt off and placed it with the apron.

Having traveled the lands and lived a number of years I had to look to see what he was talking about. Right below a pale pink scar just under my belly that was the result of me almost getting gutted by a flying piece of shrapnel was a band of red jagged lines that started at my waist and angled down to wrap around my hip. "Oh, that one. Was under the stars, up top I mean, fixing a dam for some kingdom or such. We finished early and I decided to wonder a bit to see if there was any drink worth filling my belly with." I started to explain and when I got my pants off I sat my bare ass on the chest. "So while I searched I ran across a band of orcish mercs. Forgot their names, but this is their symbol and I got it after a night with them. Woke up with the tattoo, a sore ass, sore jaw, and a promise I could come back." Holding my hands out like a gem miner exaggerating his haul I continued "I didn't cause one of the fuckers were this big. Nearly tore my ass in two when he tried to fit."

Utyx just shook his head as he doubled over with a great belly laugh. "I don't plan to tear you in two friend. I am far more of a gentle lover." he told me before wiping his eye.

"I know you ain't. The fucker had to walk with a limp and I ain't lookin for a tryst with a first love. " I warned him.

This caused Utyx to raise an eyebrow and give me a wolfish smile. "Then I'll be sure to make sure we both enjoy this" He answered.

With that I clapped my hands together and hopped off the chest. "Alright then, how about we open up that bottle?" I told him and lifted the chest to pull out the half-full bottle of fruit wine and wooden cup, of the few I kept inside. Handing him the cup I topped him off before sipping from the bottle. "Why don't you start getting undressed, not that you have much on." I told him after a mouthful of drink.

By the time I made it to the sling there was only a swig of the wine yet. Polishing it off with one last pull I set the bottle down and clambered up into the sling by grabbing the handles and sliding up into the seat. Watching Utyx delicately laying his lute down on the bed I grabbed my cock behind the balls and massaged my taint with my finger tips. Coupled with the warm feeling of the alcohol taking effect my cock was all too happy to rise to the occasion. "Don't take too long now, I might get bored." I chided him and hooked one leg behind a chain before doing the same with the other.

"You can't rush a good time Hangar." He assured me as he removed the top portion of his leathers and moved to quickly remove the bottom. The metal bits on the outer thigh portion of the armor jingled like bells as he tossed it over top my own clothing. "Now, how about we start this?" He told me as he began strolling over. His limp member and big balls bounced back and forth pleasingly as he came to stand in front of me.

Letting my finger descend a bit between my hairy cheeks I massaged my hole. "Don't gawk. Get some lube and let me get a taste of you so we can get this going." I demanded as my all to eager hole tensed against my touch. With a hop in his step and a wiggle of his hips that shook his ass Utyx plucked a clear jug of lube from next to a few of my smaller plugs.

Pouring a bit over his hand he sauntered back over to stand near my head. Putting the jug down with in reach he took his cock in hand and gave it a stroke. The all black length had a head on it that reminded me of a helmet I made once. Touching it to my lips he dragged it around, smearing a bit of his salty pre, he let his other hand join my down between my legs. Pulling my hand back he massaged my hole with two fingers. Unlike my own Utyx had rough paw pads on his fingers, it was a surprising feeling that I quickly adjusted to as it worked over my hole. Coupled at the blunted claw tips that just teased at my flesh and his dexterity I was feeling good. "That's it, might have to find me a gnoll with those hands." I told him as I grabbed his cock and dragged my tongue over the tip before sucking on it.

Gritting his teeth he grabbed my head with the hand that had been on his cock and stepped forward. "You'll have to look far for someone like me. Gnoll or otherwise." He told me as he angled his cock down, towards my throat. With my head turned to the side to suck him he'd be hitting my cheek otherwise.

I groaned around his cock as my head grew heavy with the drink. It was a delightful buzz.

Getting in to a rhythm he worked two of his fingers inside of me as I started bobbing my head up and down his thrusting cock. His cock was tickling the back of my throat, and then slipping down it before too long.

I had a mind just to keep sucking when he pulled out, dribbling spittle down on my beard." I think you're quite ready, time for me to hold up my part of the bargain." He told me as he pulled his fingers out my hole, having managed to work two in and leave my hole wet with lube. Reaching down with his free hand he got a bit of lube and slathered his cock with it before walking around.

"Yes pup, show me you can do more than make sweet words and use your fingers." I told him and wiggled down in the sling, pushing my legs up higher and spreading my cheeks a bit in the process. Snorting and shaking his head Utyx stepped in between my legs and used his thumb as a guide to line himself up.

Having nothing better to do with my hands I reached out and grabbed at his chest. It was quite impressive for a bard, not massive like a soldier or a dock worker, but pleasant to the eyes. I got his nipples between my thumbs and pointer fingers. Giving them a tug I caused him to miss fire and thrust down between my cheeks, hot dogging my ass. "Oh try again." I sang as I kneaded the nubs between my fingers.

Gritting his teeth Utyx grabbed hold of himself again and dragged his cock back up until it touched my hole. Either to spite me or just giving me what I asked for Utyx thrust in firmly. My toes spread and I let my head roll back till it was mostly off the sling. "By the nine smiths." I groaned in pleasure as I was spread in the most pleasurable way. Using his nipples like reigns I pulled him deeper inside of me, at the same time I forced him to lean down down into a kiss.

I held him down for a long tongue sucking kiss. Only letting him up when I felt his lap against my ass. Letting go off his chest I grabbed the chains on either side of my head. With my lips still tingling from the long kiss I told him "Get to it, I want more than one tonight." Wrapping the chains around his closed fist Utyx lifted my ass up just a bit before pulling his hips back.

"As you demand dwarf." He said with a wicked grin and slammed himself back inside of me. The sling swayed back a few inches as his body made contact and holding himself right in place he let me slide back down the last inches. For one second that lasted an hour I moaned in pleasure as my eyes grew unfocused. Utyx pulled out and slammed back in.

Growling under his breath Utyx leaned down and grabbed the chains above where I had them and began to rutt like he was in heat. I was feeling much the same way. Over and over he connected our bodies together by slapping his lap against my ass. Over and Over again I moaned and cursed like a sailor.

By the time he lost the rhythm and just started humping wildly my whole body felt the pleasure of having my hole stretched. "Enough for you dwarf." He said, face close enough I could feel his breath as he panted.

"Not even close." I blurted out without thinking, cause gods I could do this for hours. Maybe I should open my door up to strangers more. A groan of pleasure robbed Utyx of his reply as he hunched over me and buried himself inside of me. For a brief moment his cock spasmed inside of me as he tugged hard on the chains. I felt his cum pour inside of me, and I was grabbing the chains right along with him.

Hotter than any other load I had before Utyx's orgasm was just as plentiful. It warmed me faster than the wine had and left me feeling as if I was going to burst. I saw why when he sat up and rode out the last of his orgasm with short thrusts. My hairy gut was rounder and the skin underneath the dark hair was flushed red.

Struck dumb by this I just stared at myself until he pulled out. Like the unluckiest whore after spending far too long entertaining far too many soldiers Utyx's seed spilled out of me to patter on the floor. It wasn't a fast flow, but every time my hole flexed the flow would suddenly go down to a trickle before commencing just a little faster when I relaxed. Groaning a curse I got a glimpse of Utyx's cocky and tired expression as he wiped himself off on my inner thigh.

"You still want to go for a round two?" He asked as he gave his cock a slow pump, and shuddering as his fingers worked over the sensitive flesh.

Licking my lips I thought for a moment and nodded my head. "Usually use to leaving a bar with a sore ass, so sure. New experiences and all."