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Reyori had never been happier than she was in these last several months. What had started as a nightmare had become a dream come true. Trixxy's attempts at playing matchmaker between Reyori and Treya may have been based on a misunderstanding, but the swell of the vulpera's belly was a constant reminder at how wildly successful that attempt was. Reyori's heart swelled with pride and utter devotion each time she reached down to lovingly caress that gift that Treya had given her. Their child was a priceless treasure! However, that doesn't mean it didn't come without its own sort of complications.

While Reyori absolutely reveled in all the attention Treya gave her after making her a mother, the swelling of her midsection did make her actual job a little more complicated. In the past she was allowed a little more freedom to be reckless, but now she had to protect not only herself, but Treya's child. And with how taxing a swell of that nature can be, Reyori's been having a little bit of trouble providing the 'muscle' for the group. And with Treya, Trixxy, and herself currently running through the city streets, Reyori is finding it increasingly difficult to hold their pursuers at bay, while also providing her companions the escape that she normally does!

Fortunately for the trio, as they round a corner they pass by someone aimlessly wandering through the city in search of excitement. Initially the individual is caught by surprise as the trio rounds the corner, blinking back her surprise before giving each of them a brief glance. Had they just been running by themselves she wouldn't have given the situation another thought, but the sight of several larger, dangerous looking individuals rounding the corner a moment later gives her pause; especially when she noticed one member of that trio looked a little bigger around the middle than the others.

The wanderer is forced to make a snap decision: either ignore them and go on her way, or help them and sort things out later. Considering the state of the trio, she decides on the latter. Fortunately, with as claustrophobic as these back alleys are, all it takes is a dagger thrown at a clothesline to bury the trio's pursers in a mountain of clean laundry.

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Treya actually already is pausing to double back-they see that they're passing someone and they're moving to help, the last thing they want is to get someone else caught up in this! But the sight of the laundry falling to obscure earns a grin and the tall woman turns on her heel, already moving to head back and flashing a wink at the stranger. "Oh /much/ appreciated~" She purrs, licking her lips. The angle is doing a /lot/ of work for Treya-outlined in the light, looking charming and bold in the moment. A wink from one eye. "You keep up, and drinks are on me~" Its an invite before she moves back towards the other pair, slapping Reyori lightly on the ass as she catches up. They can't just stop here after all~

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As Treya turns on her heel and moves back, Trixxy and Reyori skid to a halt and turn back to wait for her. While Treya is a skilled thief who can keep an eye on her surroundings, that doesn't go for Trixxy or Reyori; at least not to the same degree. Both of them were far too focused on retreating that they didn't even notice that someone they'd passed had made a move to help their escape! However, with their pursuers drowning in laundry, the two of them take a moment to catch their breath and watch the exchange.

Evelynn Highreach, nicknamed Eve, wasn't expecting any sort of response, so she's caught by surprise when one of the trio suddenly turns around and offers her thanks. Eve would naturally respond in-kind, but she was not at all prepared for the way in which the woman responded to her! They way she purred out her thanks while licking her lips caused a faint shiver to run along Eve's spine, and with the way the light framed her, Eve couldn't help but find herself in awe of the charming woman standing before her. That wink elicits a second shiver, one that's a little more visible than the first. However, before she's able to respond to the woman's offer, she watches with her mouth slightly agape as she moves back toward the pair and swats one of them lightly on the ass! The yelp that follows afterword draws out one final shiver from Eve. Did a tornado just blow past her?

Reyori, meanwhile, huffs as she makes after Treya. If she didn't love Treya unconditionally, she'd likely have made more of a fuss, but right now they had to escape; and she'd be lying if she didn't admit to enjoying it~.

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At said tavern, Treya is already laughing, sitting on the table with her legs crossed, while Trixxy and Reyori sit on either side. "And then the captain roared and actually threw their wine bottle at me! I think they wanted to say how much they enjoyed our visit~" They laugh, and they pour a glass for both of them-not the stolen wine, /that/ is expensive and weird enough that they might need to sell later. Instead she's topping up Trixxy's... and after pouring Reyori's takes her glass away. "You can't have any, I almost forgot~"

And then instead there is a glass of water poured in front of Reyori, lifting the glass to her lips before she hops off the table and downs the alcohol she had given Reyori before swapping out. She mmmphs, and walks over to the bartender. "Another round~ And more water for the little lady~" She grins, looking the picture of a very smug, very successful thief.

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It's nice to relax after a heist, especially one that almost went sideways, so Trixxy and Reyori are enjoying themselves for the moment while giving their legs some much needed rest. Trixxy listens intently as Treya regales them with how this whole ordeal began, giggling softly along with Treya before reaching over to her now wine-filled glass. Meanwhile, Reyori has a slight frown as she listens to Treya's tale, muttering to herself about half a dozen ways they could have possibly avoided getting caught; though it's anyone's guess if any of them would have worked! The vulpera makes to reach for the drink her lover poured for her, only to puff up her cheeks and huff as it's taken away. "Tch, /fine/~" she whines, though her tone isn't really /that/ annoyed; she knows Treya has a point, after all. Still, she rolls her eyes a bit as Treya hops off the table and downs her cup before walking over to the bartender and slurring a request for more alcohol. "Haven't you had enough already?" the fox mutters, before the tips of her ears start to burn a deep crimson in color at that smug look. Tch, she'd /much/ rather be snuggling up against Treya's side right now, rather than hanging out in a pub! Huff!

Evelynn Highreach could definitely use a drink right now. Her night had had a brief moment of excitement, but due to the shock of such a rare occurrence, she'd let the opportunity slip between her fingers! So what better way to drown her current lethargy than in a little bit of alcohol? Perhaps she'd find someone interesting in the tavern and get into a good ol' fashioned brawl-. Eve stops in her tracks the moment she opens the door and spots that woman from before. The expression on her face is what one would describe as a deer caught in headlights. A million questions dance through her head; What should she do? Should she go up to her? Should she just ignore her and mind her own business? Would she even remember her? All the while, she's just standing there in the doorway.

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Treya gets confirmation from the bartender, and flashes the gentleman a flirty smile-she's quick and easy with those, before she turns back and sees Eve, and her eyes widen. "Why if it isn't my dashing hero and savior~" She has clearly been drinking a little-not enough to be out of it, but she's absolutely more forward and flirty even by her standards. She holds out a hand, and moves into a soft bow. "You, my darling knight in shining armor, are owed a drink~" She lifts up, smoldering eyes meeting Eve's. "Whatever you'd like~ the finesse ales and wines of this establishment are /yours/ for the asking~" Reyori sadly won't be getting a response-her poor huffy pouting about having her drink stolen is utterly missed in the moment.

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Eve's eyes widen just a little bit further when she's spotted by Treya. Her cheeks gain a faint rosy hue when the charming woman gives her a soft bow, and darken a moment later when those smoldering eyes meet hers. There's something about this woman that puts her on edge; perhaps it's because of how dashing and charming she is? Either way, she quickly shakes any potentially embarrassing thoughts from her head and makes her way over to properly introduce herself. "The name's Evelynn Highreach," she says as she offers a hand to the dashing rogue; one that, while dainty and feminine, has a certain level of strength to it that only a keen eye could spot.

Meanwhile, Trixxy is busying herself with drinking the wine Treya had poured for her and is well on her way to passing out. The little goblin really exerted herself this evening,

using almost all of her magical prowess to help the trio succeed. As such, even a little bit of alcohol will likely see her snoring in short order~. Reyori, on the other hand, just huffs as this newcomer steals her thunder!

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Treya smiles and reaches out, taking the hand-and while it /should/ just be a handshake, Treya already is bending to give the woman a soft kiss to the back. "Oh, the pleasure is all mine twice over~" She assures, still keeping that eyecontact. Still holding close and that smile lingering over her lips. "Ah, my apologies~" She finally lets go, pulling her hand away and standing up properly. "I've made you nervous~ Don't worry, I promise I'm much less scary once you get to know me~"

"But, also, my team is right over here. Trixxy~" She indicates the goblin first, who is reeling softly. "My thieving partner and brilliant figure who /got/ us to where you could give a timely rescue~ Wave to the lovely dwarf dear~" Its flirty and for a moment it could come across as though she and Trixxy were a couple. It has that tone. And then shifts to Reyori. "Meanwhile this is my Rey. Enforcer and fighter and person who /should/ have been at home minding our growing baby instead of coming out on heists." A minor scolding, though she mollify by giving her girlfriend a kiss to the forehead. "Silly vulpera." Then turns back, unabashed to face Eve. "I'm Treya, arcane trickster~ And what would you enjoy sweetie?" A beat, and a wink. "As a drink, not picking from all of us, of course."

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The moment Treya takes Eve's hand she moves to give the charming rogue a firm handshake, only to be interrupted as Treya instead presses a kiss to the back of her hand! A shiver runs along the dwarf's spine and the pointed tips of her ears start to glow as she's unable to pull her eyes away from Treya's charming gaze. For some reason, being in this woman's presence is not only disarming, but also makes the dwarf feel /vulnerable/; a sensation that's incredibly rare for the warrior woman. Eve blushes deeply the moment Treya draws attention to her feeling nervous, and she quickly clears her throat. "Tsk, t-think nothing of it!" she responds, trying her best to regain some sense of composure without making it obvious, while also likely failing miserably in the process!

Trixxy manages to offer Eve a wave as she's introduced, though it's clear to anyone who looks at her that she's already halfway to collapsing on the table; more than half after another sip of wine! Eve, for her part, does assume that Treya and Trixxy are in some kind of relationship after that flirty introduction, but soon has that assumption challenged with Reyori's introduction. The vulpera blushes lightly as Treya introduces her and cannot help but smile warming at /how/ Treya addresses her. She /is/ her Rey, after all~ <3 Still, the girl huffs as she's scolded and crosses her arms over her chest to pout, though that demeanor quickly softens as she breathes out a little murr of delight at the kiss to her forehead. Reyori soon huffs again when Treya turns her attention back to Eve, something that Eve /definitely/ notices. Eve snaps her attention back to Treya when she speaks and is about to answer, only to go beat red when she "clarifies" her question. "U-uh.. A-a wine is fine?" she barely manages to get out, before glancing over at the table as if looking for a place to sit.

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The statement of 'a wine' tells Treya all that she needs to know-Eve is /not/ much of a drinker. So, she orders a light wine-no need to get her drunk after all, leaving Eve to awkwardly look at the table for a few moments until the thief returns. "Ah, waiting for me dear?" She asks, moving to sit and gently taking Eve's wrist, giving the dwarf a soft tug until she falls into Treya's lap. "There, best seat in the house~" She promises, giving another one of those smoldering smiles... before turning to wink at Rey. "Isn't that right sweetie? Tell her how lucky she is~" Its bewildering and overwhelming, even for someone as tough as the dwarf-Treya has a way of seeming to be perpetually disarming as she pours a glass of wine and leaves the bottle where Eve can easily reach it. "I for one would love to hear how our savior managed to cross paths with us today~"

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Eve waits patiently for Treya to return, hoping that the woman will sense her unease and figure out a solution. When Treya returns and /does/ notice, Eve offers a little sigh and nod to Treya. It's then that Treya takes her wrist and gives a little tug. Before Eve is even aware of it, she's sitting in Treya's lap! The dwarf blushes hotly as Treya boasts about it being the best seat in the house, and even more so when she draws her attention toward her vulpera lover. It's at that point that Eve remembers that swell at Reyori's midsection and her face turns beat red. She doesn't even need Reyori to tell her what sitting on Treya's lap signified!

Not that Reyori would tell her, anyway. The Vulpera just shoots Treya a glare as she teases her, crossing her arms and puffing up her cheeks once more! That's /her/ seat afterall. All that dwarf did was save them once! Once! She could have done that easily, if they'd just given her the opportunity! Huff!

Eve has never felt this vulnerable before. It's like she's a mouse who has wandered in to a cat's den. She's little more than an instrument for Treya to play expertly, and she just doesn't quite now how to respond. It's an entirely new experience, so how would she know what to do? Well, she could always leap off of Treya's lap, but that would imply that she was uncomfortable, but that wasn't quite right... As these thoughts are running through her mind, Treya's voice pierces through that cloud of uncertainty and drags her back with her question. With a soft sigh Eve reaches for that glass of wine from Treya and takes a sip, not even bothering to make sure that it's /her/ glass or not; at this point she doesn't even care. "It's quite simple, actually. I had just arrived in this town and was getting acquainted with my surroundings when a trio of hellions come bursting 'round a corner as if chased by the fury o' hell itself. 'n I just decided that you lot looked a fine bit more respectable than the ones chasin' you."

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Eve does /not/ grab her drink. She ends up grabbing Treya's drink which is... well, a little stronger. Treya favors a fairly powerful orc drink-well, powerful by human standards at least. Even a dwarf is going to feel an impact after that drink. Treya meanwhile gives a nuzzle, smiling as Eve indulges herself. "Awww, I'm glad you decided I looked rather fine~" She teases more, and nuzzles in, letting her hands rest softly on Eve's thighs as she drinks.

"Well, we are thieves. Stealing from some pretty rotten figures, but you should know that. Just in case that's a bother." She winks-a gesture that is more sensed than seen. "Nothing too major here. Fancy wines from a corrupt guard. Even got one from his personal collection~" She grins against, and nuzzles. "We probably are going to opt out soon-I heard that they're starting to look into getting some fancy tracker type and we don't need /that/ kind of heat." She looks over at Reyori and... well, gives her a smile. She's /so/ fun to tease after all, and so she leans forward and gives Eve's cheek a soft kiss-mostly for Reyori's benefit, watching the vulpera squirm.

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The instant the alcohol touches Eve's lips she can tell it's a drink that packs a punch; she still takes a sip, but a sip is as far as she goes. The poor dwarf gives a face of great displeasure before reaching back to return the glass to Treya, only to freeze in place when the charming woman nuzzles in against her and rests her hands on her thighs. The hair on Eve's neck stands on end and her ears turn /bright red/ as she slowly sends a glance toward Reyori, as if asking what she should do. The glare she receives from the vulpera tells her that she's on her own, and that the fox has absolutely no sympathy for her! That one's going to be a handful, isn't she? Well, maybe not as much as Treya, but still!

When Treya speaks, Eve takes the opportunity to try to hand the glass back to her, while making it seem like she's primarily trying to listen to her; which she is, of course! She offers a nod ever now and then as Treya speaks, followed by the occasional shiver as she's nuzzled. "Mmn.. Thieves with a code of ethics, huh?" she murmurs, only to squeak out when Treya kisses her cheek; those ears are /burning/!

Reyori, for her part, still looks really annoyed. Not only is she deprived of any alcohol to distract herself, but her beloved has /another/ girl on her lap she's fawning over! And that smile, that damned smile..! The fox gives her beloved a look of disapproval, which soon turns to a look of shock at that cheek kiss! She wouldn't dare! ...wait, she totally would!

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"Well~" Treya gives a long slow shrug, a motion that is /felt/ more than its seen. She can feel how Treya's chest moves brushing the back of her head, how her arms stroke along her sides, those hands tracing up her thighs-all parts of her body moving with the shrug. "You could call it a code of ethics. There is definitely more satisfaction from ripping off a corrupt man than an honest one. But also a bit strategy-people give you hideouts and free drinks more if you ruin the day of someone they dislike~" She smiles, her expression flinty. "And well, we're planning on ruining that Captains day a lot more. Just you know, after we're out of town and have a bit of time." She nuzzles in, and looks over at Reyori. "We do need to take a break for protecting our own, my Rey is getting overwhelmed. So now we're taking some time to rest and find something fun to do before we skip town~"

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Eve's feeling of being the prey for a skilled predator returns when she feels Treya shrug. The feel of her chest against the back of her head, those arms along her sides, and those hands tracing up her sides, all elicit a visible shiver from the dwarf and a swift intake of breath that's just barely audible enough for Treya to hear. All of it just makes Eve's heart start to beat quite a bit faster, and significantly louder in her ears to the point that she's almost convinced Treya could hear it, too! "M-mmn.. O-Of all of the groups I've had run ins with, yours is definitely the most unique," she murmurs just before shivering again as Treya nuzzles in.

Reyori is absolutely green with envy as Treya makes such a show of toying with this new dwarf. She knows exactly /why/ Treya is doing it, too. She wants to get a rise out of her, and she's definitely succeeding! The fox also knows that it isn't exactly the poor dwarf's fault. /Her/ lover is so damned charming that she'd bet she could even make a dragon blush! And then bed the dragon! And while part of Reyori loved Treya dearly for that side of her, she also felt the happiest when all of that attention was directed at her, so being denied that luxury was making her squirm.

Eve glances in Reyori's direction when Treya mentions protecting their own and offers a nod. "It did look like your group was struggling, and it's clear to me that you're not at all /used/ to struggling. At least to that degree. So it makes sense to take some time to rest and-" Eve abruptly pauses when she realizes Treya said she was looking to find something fun to do, and realizes that her situation is even more precarious than she'd originally thought! With how Treya is acting toward her, she's already found something fun to do, and that something is /her/!

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Treya lets the girl stew for a few moments, getting warm, before she giggles almost directly into her ear. "Let me be blunt. I think you are charming Eve. And you did help us out, and I deeply appreciate your helping us out here. And I can /promise/~" The next bit is at Rey. "That you aren't causing drama or getting into the middle of anything. Rey like to play up but would be /heartbroken/ if I just stopped flirting with cuties I came across~" She nuzzles against, and her fingers tease more directly. "If you'd like to join me, that is. I wouldn't want to just... sweep you up and seduce you against your will. That would be ungentlewomanly~"

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Eve shivers as Treya giggles and speaks into her ear, the feel of her breath against her ear causing her to shiver slightly, but nowhere near as much as Treya's /words/. Though Eve had long expected this was the intended outcome, it still comes as a surprise! Eve remains silent for a long moment once Treya finishes, then glances first at Trixxy and Reyori. While Trixxy has long since passed out, mostly due to exhaustion, Reyori is still wide awake and looking annoyed. However, when the two of their eyes meet the vulpera offers her a shrug and a warm smile. Reyori briefly lowers her gaze to glance down at her swollen belly, reaching down to gently caress it with a soft coo. "Treya can be a real handful sometimes. She's refined her charm into a dangerous weapon, and this little bundle of joy is proof of how easy it is to fall prey to it," she murmurs as she glances up to Eve. Her expression turns serious for a moment as she leans a bit closer, though it takes a bit of effort with her tummy being so large. "As long as you keep that in mind, choose whatever you want."

Eve nods slowly at the small fox as she speaks, but her words are not exactly reassuring. They certainly confirm everything she'd assumed about Treya, but was that really a comforting thought? Well, on one hand it was, because it meant that she wasn't misunderstanding all of her advances. With a heavy sigh, the girl tilts her head back to glance up to Treya, the back of her head resting against the woman's chest. "Just to be clear: Is this an offer to join your merry band of thieves, or are you intending to take me to your bed and the lot of you will be gone by the time I wake up?"

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Treya chuckles softly. "Oh, I was definitely leaning the latter. Maybe with a somewhat sappy note and an address to meet us later if you were interested~" She speaks candidly, nuzzling in. "Unless of course the captain proves to be as idiotic as he is corrupt, in which case I might stay for breakfast and some morning cuddles. If you want to join the group though~" She trails off, considering. "We could use the muscle. Our current muscle is having to take it easy, and I would absolutely be willing to make it worth your time. Applying is going to be a whole headache-Trixxy is going to have to vouch for you, a whole /chat/ and make sure you're not secretly some undercover agent who is out to steal my heart~" She teases, and nuzzles into, petting her thighs. "If the captain doesn't ambush us, I'd love to see about keeping you on more long term in the morning~"

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Eve grins as Treya chuckles and confirms her suspicions, offering the woman a nod and a light shrug, at least until she nuzzles in. Eve's eyes half-lid as she just lets herself enjoy just how forward this charmer is being. The feel of her petting over her thighs and nuzzling into her is certainly thrilling, especially in such a public place as a tavern! Granted, this place is busy enough that she isn't really anything worth of note to anyone aside Treya and her companions. After a brief exhale, she slowly leans back to look up at Treya again and squints at her. "If you swear you'll still be there when I wake up, then let's not waste any more time on the preamble."

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That... is a pretty big promise. They /are/ in danger. She considers for a moment.... and finally nods as she drags over her cheek, and shifts. "Okay. But if something happens, we'll be waking you up and tugging you along, for the record." She states, and then suddenly Eve is /lifted/. She knows human bodies and strength, and Treya is obviously more rogue than fighter... yet despite that she picks Eve up as easily as she would a child, turning around and pressing Eve against a nearby wall. The press is enough that Treya can lean in, her nose brushing against Eve's, her hands lowering to cup the fighters ass and lift her tightly against her own. "Alright. Enough preamble~" She presses in, and Eve will not be able to speak. Maybe because of nerves? But more likely because Treya is pressing in tightly with a kiss, lips locked against her own. Treya tastes of fruit-something light. Maybe banana? Its tough to say as her tongue presses into Eve's lips, feeling thick and large and looming compared to the smaller dwarf.

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Eve's lips curl into a warm smile as Treya agrees, and immediately nods and agrees to the woman's terms with an excited "fine with me!" Her eyes go wide when Treya suddenly /lifts/ her, and she squeaks in surprise, both from the fact that she's now in someone's arms, and from the fact that this woman should clearly not be strong enough to carry her so effortlessly! She breathes out another squeak as she's suddenly pressed against a nearby wall, and her entire face goes beat red when Treya leans in to brush her nose against Eve's own. The dwarf attempts to protest, but before she can even speak Treya claims her lips in a kiss. The dwarf squeaks into Treya's lips, squirming a bit before starting to settle into the feel of this woman's lips pressed so tightly to her own. While it was a shock at first, it was also a rather pleasant sensation, especially with that slight hint of fruit. It's enough to entice her into welcoming Treya's tongue into her lips, her own lightly sealing around it to suckle on it as her own tongue slips forward to rub up against and dance with Treya's own~.

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Treya holds for a long moment. And another long moment. Its to the point that Treya herself will feel her lungs start to burn, even with her ring of stamina... which means that Eve is probably a little pushed herself, despite being a dwarven fighter. Tongue traces over the dwarves, hands pressing around the girls cute hips and driving against her chest. She's only breaking after a few long moments of both girls being breathless, and she speaks up, licking her lips softly. "I'm taking you to my room Eve~" She states flat out, before /lifting/ the dwarf up and over her shoulder, a hand on her ass as she turns back-holding the girl like luggage as she walks over and bends down to give Rey a squeeze. "You want to come watch babe?" She asks-mostly out of courtesy. She's sure that Rey would say no, but the girl should at least have the option-its the least she can do since she's carrying Treya's child.

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While Eve certainly has a very robust constitution, that can only take her so far, so as Treya's lungs start to burn, so do Eve's own. While that burn is certainly unpleasant, it's a small price to pay to enjoy that delightful kiss~. She wiggles her hips playfully within Treya's grasp and shivers as she drives against her chest. The moment that kiss is broken the dwarf inhales sharply, panting for a few moments to catch her breath, before blushing brightly at Treya's words. The dwarf gasps in surprise as she's flung over Treya's shoulder so unceremoniously, then squirms as one of Treya's hands grabs her ass. While it's certainly embarrassing, the dwarf eventually calms down after realizing that Treya's likely going to do /far/ more in short order!

As for Reyori, she leans up when Treya walks over to steal a kiss from her lips, cooing softly as she's squeezed. When she asks, Reyori briefly glances in Trixxy's direction, then back over to Treya. "Maybe I'll take you up on that offer, Treya," the vulpera responds with a slight smirk. "We'll see~" she murmurs as she lets her beloved carry off her prize.

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Treya soon has taken the dwarf up to her room. Setting her down, she smacks Eve's ass-bending low to do it, flashing the dwarf a grin. "Go warm up my bed for me, won't you love?" She says, that charming smile gleaming as she takes a step back. "I have a few things I need before we can rest together~ If you want, there is a Everful Wardrobe at the foot of my bed. Any outfit you imagine is inside if you want to get dressed up~" She sighs, looking rueful. "Just don't leave the room wearing only that, it doesn't work through barriers. Or over ten yards away. Or a /bunch/ of other ridiculous limitations." A reason that this wardrobe didn't get used for her heists. Still, she winks at the dwarf, turning away and heading back down. She has a few things to pick up~

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Eve blushes brightly as Treya bends low to smack her ass, the dwarf jumping slightly in response! She's tempted to say something, but that grin is just so charming that it disarms her completely. That blush brightens even further when Treya speaks, though! The dwarf is speechless at just how forward Treya is, especially when they're still in a public area! Granted, Treya /did/ just give her the most intense kiss she'd ever had, and she can still taste that hint of fruit on her lips that makes her shiver a bit. While she's just barely met this woman, there's something about her that draws her in. Perhaps it's the danger of stepping into the unknown, mixed with the allure of her sharp wit and divine charm? Either way, with a shy nod the dwarf quickly makes her way up the stairs and disappears into Treya's room. Now the only question is if she should actually test that Everful Wardrobe~.

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Treya hums softly to herself, making it down to the room where she left Reyori. She looks around a moment, checking /first/ of all Reyori's drink. She can't have the cute vulpine making mistakes just cause her lover is evil and wilful and terrible and teasing. "Oh honey~" She sing songs, moving over, and making it to her table-not just sitting, but kneeling on the tables surface, looming over her lover, pulling her close and tipping a finger just under her chin. "Ah, sorry, I nearly forgot something important." She lets her eyes sparkle, looking at Reyori, letting her fill in the blanks on her own.

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Unlike Trixxy, Reyori is /responsible/! She's not going to be careless when she's heavy with the child of the love of her life! So when Treya checks her drink, she'll find that it's non-alcoholic and mildly fruity. The vulpera's ears perk when Treya addresses her in that heavenly voice of hers, then burn /brightly/ when her beloved kneels on the table surface and just /hovers/ over her. The vulpera squeaks cutely as she's pulled in close and that finger tips under her chin, her entire form trembling lightly within Treya's grasp. When Treya mentions forgetting something, poor Reyori struggles to try to figure out what it is; being a smart girl, she can think up a couple dozen possibilities! And with a lover like Treya, not a single one of them is outside the realm of possibility! Whatever it is, the vulpera is trembling with a mixture of apprehension, fear, and excitement, while also being /lost/ in those sparkling eyes of hers. It's almost like the poor girl is in a trance, staring down a predator eyeing its prey.

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Treya mrrrs, and strokes over the vulpine's ears. "Well. You know that I'm going to go fuck that dwarf senseless~" She's crass and rude sometimes with Reyori-it's one of the few times that she is ever. Like she gets a thrill out of shocking and scandalizing the vulpera. "And of course, you know the ground rules. That if you truly, desperately, don't want me to... I won't. I can stop. It'd be awkward, especially at this point... but I'm not going to break your heart." She smiles, and brushes her cheek against Reyoris. "But I'm not here to ask your permission. Cause I know you've already given it, mother of my child. You love me for what I am and you wouldn't dream of delaying me~" She nuzzles, and purrs. "I could be back to make sure you're safe and taking care of yourself. but you're cautious. And good. And you'd never do something silly in the heat of the moment." She She reaches down and takes Reyori's hand, holding it as she presses a kiss to Reyori's muzzle. Pressing against her. "Of course, i could kiss you~" She says, lips parting... and she misses Reyori's muzzle. Instead her lips wrapping around a finger, gripping /that/ ring and pulling it off her hand, sliding back and grinning, showing off that masterpiece. "But I can do that anytime. I had to come back for this~" She laughs and opens her mouth, catching it in her free hand. "Thank you dear~"

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Reyori's eyes half-lid as Treya strokes over her ears, her ears twitching playfully beneath her touch. Despite Reyori knowing exactly what Treya was planning on doing, being told in such a blunt manner is still quite embarrassing and makes the vulpera squirm and blush a little brighter. That squirming stops when Treya continues, and the vulpera's heart just /melts/. Reyori gazes into Treya's eyes with pure love and devotion, drinking in every word from her beloved mate. Those eyes briefly fall shut as Treya rubs her cheek against Reyori's own, the fox cooing out blissfully as she returns the gesture eagerly. That gentle, loving touch causes the vulpera's heart to flutter, as does her lover's following words and that nuzzle and purr. As Treya reaches down to take Reyori's hand the vulpera coos out once more, then murmurs out her beloved's name as she presses a kiss to her muzzle. "I love you..." she whispers as Treya presses against her, and briefly closes her eyes as she expects her beloved to kiss her. She peeks open an eye when Treya misses her muzzle and instead wraps her lips around one of her fingers. The vulpera opens her other eye and gazes at Treya in utter confusion, until she realizes that Treya's removing one of her rings and giving her a /grin/.

The vulpera takes a moment to realize what just happened, but once she realizes which ring Treya's taken, the fur on the back of her neck stands on end and the fox crosses her arms over her chest while giving an incredulous /huff/. "You scoundrel. I don't even know how I'm able put up with you," she mutters as she averts her gaze from the charming woman. There's still a bit of a blush on her ears and cheeks, as well as the faintest hint of a smirk.

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"Because I'm a scoundrel honey~" She grins and waves, slipping the ring on her finger as she heads upstairs. The dwarf has had a few minutes to prepare and get ready-and even if she hadn't, Treya pauses by the door. Part of her wants to just open and walk in but... she grins. She can do better than /that/. She unbuttons her coat and flips it over her shoulder, moving to unbutton her dress short three buttons. Stripping down /just/ a touch, before she knocks on the door. "Are you ready for me lover?" She calls out, absolutely bold-waiting for the dwarf to give permission. If she /had/ been using the wardrobe, she'd need to finish getting dressed.

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Reyori huffs again as Treya responds. "Why did I have to fall in love with a scoundrel?" she sighs aloud as she focuses her attention to the hapless goblin snoozing on the other side of the table. She's going to have her hands full taking care of this little troublemaker while Treya's upstairs.

When Eve first stepped into Treya's room she gave a long, hard stare at that Everful Wardrobe. On one hand, she was kind of skeptical that it actually did what Treya suggested. On the other hand, if it *did* do what she claimed... what would she even wear? She didn't even know Treya's tastes! It's when Treya starts to make her way back to the room that Eve finally comes to a decision. However, that also means that when Treya knocks on the door she'll hear Eve tripping over herself, bumping into things, stating that "Everything's fine!" and "One moment!" before finally settling down, before finally responding with "I'm ready."

When Treya enters into her room she'll find Eve lying on her side on the large bed with her head resting on a pillow. There's a light blush present upon the dwarf's cheeks, and for good reason! Her pauldrons, the skirt of her armor, and the rest of her outfit have been unceremoniously tossed over a chair on the far side of the room, leaving her wearing what she'd taken out of the Everful Wardrobe~.

Eve has definitely got some human or elvish blood in her, as she's not as stocky as one would expect-her chest is small and pert, with only her hips making her look womanly. Her white, creamy skin provides a very nice contrast to her attire: A sheer black lace halter nightdress hugs to her chest, while her midriff is left exposed. A pair of sheer black lace thigh-high stockings adds a little extra definition to her legs. They're just a little bit tight at the top, digging into her thighs just the slightest fraction of an inch. A matching pair of black lace panties round out the outfit.

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The wonderful bit about getting an outfit from /that/ wardrobe is it matched what you wanted. Meaning that the squeeze there? Intentional. How her chest was teased? Deliberate. How it added a bit of seeming maturity to the youthful seeming dwarf? The point. Treya smiles, tossing her suit jacket over a nearby nightstand. "Well. Hel-lo~" She sings aloud, eyes just... greedily devouring Eve. Helping highlight every inch of her exposed skin. Every moment of her display. She licks her lips softly at the doorway, and croons. "Well, one thing is for sure."

She starts to unbuttong her shirt. Revealing a soft white bra holding her breasts, larger than Eve as she moves forward. "Look at you sweet thing~" She smiles, and of course goes to push buttons. She can't help it. "Better lock the door. We don't want someone thinking I'm taking /advantage/ of such a sweet young thing~" She purrs, kneeling on the bed, stroking over Eve's shoulders, looking down at her with absolutely smoldering eyes.

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Eve's cheeks burn a shade brighter as Treya sings aloud and those eyes explore what she'd put on display. She'd felt so confident just a few moments ago, but much of that confidence fades as Treya steps inside and approaches her. While she knew that Treya was quite a bit taller than her, she really starts to feel that difference in stature when the lovely woman licks her lips. She felt like prey; a sharp contrast to how she often felt when engaged in battle. It was a new experience, a sensation that she'd never felt before, and it only intensifies when Treya unbuttons her shirt.

Eve finds her eyes drawn to that white bra once it's revealed, drinking in the size and shape of her lover's breasts with just the faintest twinge of jealousy. When Treya teases her about her appearance she huffs and averts her gaze, only to blush brightly when she feels that added weight on the bed. The dwarf shivers beneath Treya's touch as she feels her hand stroking over her shoulders, and she cautiously returns her gaze to Treya, only to squeak in surprise. The way Treya's eyes are absolutely /smoldering/ causes the dwarf to blush fiercely, her heart racing within her chest. "O-oh my.."

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Thats the thing really. That sets Treya apart from all the /other/ people who have had the audacity to try and focus on how young the dwarf is and to make her age a thing. They did it as an excuse to infantlize her. To demean and disregard. /Treya/ did it to make her feel vulnerable. To highlight how serious this was, and how seriously she was taking Eve. She lowers over, and kisses over Eve's stomach. Nuzzling there and purring. "I should remind you about that consent rule." She states, moving up. Looking at Eve in the eye. "And I say this without trying to tease or bully you, I promise. I can be... overwhelming. So there are two things we can do." She holds up the ring she took from Reyori, lets it gleam and glitter.

"One-you put this on. This makes you able to handle it. No matter what it is. And no, this isn't a rough sex thing-unless you ask /very/ nicely for that-just an accomadation spell. Or, I can put on this one~" Another ring shows up. "A limiter. It tones me down. Makes me... less overwhelming. Either way one of these rings gets put on, and I'm letting you pick~" She smiles, and kisses over the girls stomach again, and pulls up. "I'm serious. If you /want/ to do this with no rings like it was some sort of challenge, /taht/ can wait till night two after you know what that entails~"

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Treya /definitely/ makes Eve feel vulnerable, while also making her feel like an actual woman she cherishes and wants to indulge herself in completely. It's another wholly unique experience that has Eve drawn all the more toward Treya. There was something special about her, and perhaps she was starting to understand why that vulpera from earlier was huffing so much, while still seeming completely head over heels for her.

Eve blushes hotly and breathes out a soft little gasp as Treya kisses and nuzzles over her stomach, that sultry purr causing the dwarf to visibly /shiver/. When she speaks the dwarf looks up into Treya's eyes and listens intently, giving the occasional nod as her attention is drawn toward the first ring, and then the second. A shiver runs along her spine when Treya gives her stomach another kiss, followed by a /very/ bright blush when she remembers the /very/ swollen belly of the vulpera they left downstairs. Her heart nearly skips a beat when Treya pulls up and towers over her, but the words that follow ignite a fire in Eve that draws out a big grin.

"A challenge?" she responds, her eyes sparkling at the idea of testing her limits. "I definitely like the sound of that! I'd really love to show you what this dwarf is capable of," she responds with a confident grin. She then reaches for that limiter ring and closes Treya's hand over it, before reaching toward that ring that provides the accommodation spell. "Of course this means that there's no going back on that promise and you're taking me with you, no matter what happens tonight," she murmurs as she takes that ring and places it on her finger. "Even if it means you'd pick me up and run."

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"I said /not/ a-" She starts to say, thinking the dwarf is going to insist ringless-though when the first hand goes for the limiter Treya just nods-she doesnt' even look disappointed as she starts to go to put the ring on-but then her hand is closed, and she finds herself already letting Eve put the ring on herself-and she gives a grin.

"Oh, I might have to /keep/ you~" The word is possessive. Hungry. And it feels like /so much more/ than just when she runs out this morning. "Good news about your elven blood~ Its whats stopped you from getting those abs I bet. Well, tonight... they would have been ruined~" She smiles, and she grabs Eve's wrists. Tugging them over to her hips, and gives a wink to her. Something wicked. "Remember that Everfull Wardrobe? Think of this as a variation. Pull this down... and you'll reveal what youre looking for most. Whatever makes you squirm and pant and shudder." This is.... absolutely not true. She doesn't have any sort of magic like that. But thats the wonderful bit of a good trick-it doesn't have to be. Now, when she pulls down and reveals the cock thats going to stuff her... she'll think it /is/ true.

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Eve's blood was really pumping at the thought of a challenge, and she grins as she takes a moment to examine that ring, admiring how it looks on her finger. However, she suddenly feels /much/ smaller when she hears Treya speak. The /hunger/ and /possessive/ emphasis on that word elicits a faint shiver along the dwarf's spine. Treya's tease causes Eve's cheek to /burn/ brightly, and she starts to fidget slightly until her wrists are grabbed. The dwarf tenses slightly, until Treya guides her hands to her hips. She glances up to the woman and swallows nervously as she speaks. "W-whatever makes me squirm.." she murmurs to herself as she slowly starts to pull Treya's bottoms down. At first she's a bit hesitant to reveal what hides beneath that fabric. It'll probably reveal something about herself that she may not be ready to learn. However, after a brief glance up at Treya, her pride as a dwarf overcomes that trepidation and she guides that fabric down.

The cock that Eve reveals is quite large, considerably larger than any that Trixxy or Reyori have taken! Were Treya to lay it across her stomach, it would look as if it would be impossible to fit inside the smaller dwarf! It would be incredibly difficult for her to take that thing in completely if not for that ring she's wearing, but what about that /challenge/? The smaller woman swallows down her worry as she reaches forward to touch it, exploring its unique shape beneath her fingers. It's got a tapered tip, not unlike the vulperan cock that Reyori wanted, and is a bit thicker as well. While it still has a large knot at the base, it also has what looks to be feline barbs on the sides. Could this be the shaft of a griffon? Whatever it is, it has the dwarf blushing profusely, and looking at it with a clear /hunger/ in her eyes.

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Treya's breath catches but whats revealed. Oh, she'll /have/ to figure out what kind of cock this is. She shifts though, looking at the dwarf, and giving a grin. A grin that is wicked and evil and challenging. "Oh, we're about to find out if a dwarf's eyes are bigger than her stomach~" She lowers her hands, stroking over Eve's hips, gripping and lifting them from the bed, and just like that Eve realizes that the foreplay, the discussion, the build up and anticipation...

All of that is over.

Treya's hips move first, driving down as the tapered pick is pressed /right/ against the dwarfs sex. Its a difficult target-the elven blood makes her trim and sleek and youthful even here, and the panties in the way don't help with aiming. So the first thrust has that tapered tip dragging across the panties, up and over her belly. Letting her feel how /hot/ she was, and the smell hitting Eve's nose-its earthy. Granite in the sun, that warm anticipatory scent of getting to work on a clear day. THecock presses nearly to her breasts, and that knot grinds against her puffy sex, letting her /feel/ whats about to go into her, before she pulls back-the fleshy 'barbs' of that cock dragging over her belly. Stroking down over her as she lines up again. And the next thrust misses a second time. Dragging between her thighs. letting her feel that /heat/. Its like a stone warmed in the sun. Its /hot/ in a way that makes her feel anticipation. Makes her sweat. Makes her pussy hotter as that knot slams against her again, and she pulls back. Panting. Maybe the dwarf is already loosening her posture. Considering a joke or jibe, some mockery. Its not as though she's going to suddenly hit her now. maybe she should take it slower or take off the pan-

And the third strike those panties are shredded, and that tapered cockhead /splits her as nearly half of the shaft sinks in a vicious sudden /claiming/ motion.

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Treya's gasp draws Eve back to reality and she blushes /hotly/ as she realizes what this must look like. She starts to stammer out a response until Treya strokes over her hips, then suddenly picks her up from the bed. Her eyes go wide as she's positioned beneath that monster, and she swallows hard as Treya's hips move. Eve can /feel/ that tapered tip press right up against her sex, the fabric of her panties pressing so firmly against her as Treya tries to bury that monster inside her. The dwarf squirms lightly beneath Treya as that tip drags against her panties and rubs up and over her belly. Not only can Eve feel how /hot/ that length is, she can also feel how /large/ it is. She can feel that tip nearly reaching her breasts, but what really has her attention is that knot grinding against her puffy sex. Though she can't see it well from her angle, it feels as if that knot dwarfs her entrance in size; how could something like that even fit inside her?! The dwarf visibly shivers and squirms beneath Treya as those barbs tickle over her belly, another hint at what she'd soon be experiencing~.

That second thrust elicits a soft gasp from the smaller woman as that tip drags between her thighs. The /heat/ from that shaft was overwhelming, and that intense aroma was intoxicating. The earthy smell was rather pleasant, enticing even. It only made her want this more. When that knot slams against her, Treya might just feel how excited the dwarf is /through/ her panties.

When Treya pulls back a third time Eve /is/ loosening her posture and even moving to reach down and help pull her panties aside. However, before her hand gets far she finds Treya's hips surging forward once more, and shrieks in surprise as that tip suddenly pierces through her panties and sinks into her, her puffy sex spread obscenely wide around that massive girth. The dwarf arches her back and cries out sharply in surprise, discomfort, and pleasure. How is it possible that she was able to take something this large with just a mild feeling of discomfort? And Treya's knot hadn't even pushed inside of her, let alone started to properly inflate! The dwarf is already panting heavily, with a faint shimmer of sweat hinting at how intense that experience was for her. And yet it's only getting started. "O-oh gods.."

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Treya pants, and groans. She's already heated. This cock is... sensitive. Way more than she'd have expected-normally with size its /less/ intense on her part-its all about how they feel around you, how they grip and squeeze and hold. But this cock the dwarf picked out is sensitive /and/ massive, which make her eyes roll up softly. She's already aware that she's going to ruin the dwarf-how could she not, she's going to get lost and hungery and wicked and /rough/.

Admittedly, part of her purred at that knowledge. She should let it out more often.

So when she moves, its direct. ALmost monsterous as she lifts the dwarfs hips up so that Eve is on her shoulders, looking up, able to stare at the human supporting her and that very much /not/ human diick that was pointing down into her guts. And she pulled back, those fleshy barbs raking, trying to pull other sperm from Eve's sex-to clean her, to remove the rivals, to make sure that Eve was /only/ hers, even when there was no chance of competition...

And then she drives down. Her hips falling as she lets her weight carry and Eve gets another two inches of griffon cock pushed into her. Spearing deep as Eve is spread wide, wider than she should feel possible. The ring on her finger gleams, doing its job as Treya lifts again, those barbs raaaaaaaaaaking across the girl and then plunging deep, making it more-soon there is the hot /smack/ as Treya's hips hit the dwarfs cunny, and she'll have a moment of horrific relief-on one hand, it can't go deeper. ON the other, gosh. GOSH. That must be at her sternum now. She shudders, and Treya's hips lift and fall and lift and fall, smacking again and again and again until Eve is going to realize she's forgotten something.

There was a knot on this cock. ANd the feeling of hips against her wasn't that-it was that knot, swelled and mighty, smacking her cunny, driving against her as she bucked and felt that masive pressure, could /see/ that cock across her belly.

And another drive down, and she felt her sex continue to spread~

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Evelynn had thought she was prepared for this, but she was truly, thoroughly overwhelmed; and it was just the beginning. Her body clings to that monstrous shaft like a tight glove, her body letting her feel every last little detail as it presses inside her. And she was loving every second of it~. The dwarf glances up when Treya starts to move her, giving her lover a curious glance before blushing at the position she's in. With this new position it's most comfortable for Eve to just stare up at the woman hovering over her, gazing into the face of the woman who's likely going to lay a permanent claim on her after tonight.

Eve tilts her head back and moans out Treya's name as she pulls back and those barbs rake over her folds, her entire form trembling at the unique, almost uncomfortable sensation. It came with just the slightest twinge of pain, but in a way that made her just want more; like scratching her insides and making them all the more sensitive.

The dwarf squeals out as Treya drives down, her entire form jolting at that shaft plunges into her and another two inches disappear into her tight sex. Her mind can barely comprehend the feeling of just how /wide/ her petals are spread apart around that monstrous length, far wider than should even be possible; and yet, she knew she'd soon be taking more~.

The dwarf arches and moans when those barns rake across her once more, then squeals again when Treya plunges into her once more. Each time the woman presses a little deeper the dwarf trembles even more, until she finally feels Treya's hips hit the petals of her sex. She can feel that girth spreading her wider than she ever thought possible. She can feel that tip piercing so deeply inside her that it shouldn't be possible. And yet, it just feels /amazing/. Sure, there's a /bit/ of discomfort, but that just adds to the pleasure of the intense experience.

As Treya works into a rhythm of claiming the newest member of her harem, Eve closes her eyes and just moans out blissfully as she's taken. Each slap of Treya's hips against her cunny draws out a sharp gasp and groan, followed by a rush of pleasure coursing through her. However, when Eve feels something odd at the base of Treya's shaft her eyes suddenly snap open at the realization. "Oh gods!" she exclaims as she suddenly looks down, watching as that swollen knot starts to drive against her and spread her wider and wider. She already felt as if she were at her limit! How could she possibly fit that thing inside her?! And yet her cunny continues to give, spreading wider and wider to accommodate that bulb. It's also at this point that she notices that she can /see/ the cock across her belly, and the dwarf just throws her head back and moans Treya's name once more. "Oh gods.. Treya.. How is this.. How can I..?"

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The groan that Treya makes is pornographic. Its lustful and full and satisfied and wicked. It penetrates her lust haze as she looks down at Eve, staring past their linked bodies. "Keep the ring on Eve~" She purrs, and licks her lips, twisting her hips as she does so. The motion makes those barbs /drag/ on her inside as they all adjust and move, that knot stretching her sex and tormenting the dwarf thoroughly and completely. "And the second ring too~" She offers after a moment, her grin becoming /monstrous/. One little bit that the dwarf didn't ask about. And that Treya didn't feel all that compelled to inform her.

"The second ring with the red band. Its the only thing that can stop you from getting pregnant~"

Thats the last thing before she starts to thrust again. Hard and direct and rapid,t hat monstrous cock slamming into the dwarfs childlike sex-the lips stretching farther and farther, looking almost transparent as she takes that monster that she was simply not /meant/ to be able to fit-but the accomadation rings are designed to make sure that it can. The girl is overstuffed, feeling that knot lock inside-bigger than /any/ birth would ever stretch her, and she's locked in, hips trouly mated now as she groans and shudders and grins, an expression that shows all of her teeth, charming and /devilish/ in the light, and she simply /isn't done/.

The fucking continues. WHen she pulls back she lifts Eve with her, feeling those barbs and that /knot/ pull back, stretching and making her hips twinge. When she drives down its only a couple of inches, but she feels that knot press deep inside her and that tapered tip grind deep. Then back and forth. Sawing and pressing. She's too stuffed, and that threat, that bit about the only thing to stop her from getting pregnant was a ring she didn't know existed and certainly isn't wearing...

And when Treya cums, she finally isn't seeing that dick in her belly-becauses its swelling now with loads of potent griffon cum~

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Though Evelynn had no intention to take that ring off, being told by Treya to keep it on made Eve's heart nearly skip a beat. Was she saying that she'd /need/ it? More than she needed it /now/?! Treya's groan made Eve shiver, but that purr, and watching her lick her lips causes the dwarf to /tremble/. She breathes out a heated moan as those barks /drag/ along her inner walls, lightly scratching her insides and making her whimper as they twist along with her lover's movements. She feels that knot spreading the puffy lips of her sex wide, and she groans as her hips weakly buck against her lover's movements.

Eve is so focused on the mindboggling experience of being taken by such a massive shaft that she almost misses Treya's words. The dwarf peeks up at her lover with a curious glance, responding simply with "Second ring?" before her heart sinks at that /monstrous/ grin. What second ring? What is Treya talking about? Is there something else she should have been worrying about? She's just about to ask when Treya offers her explanation, and the dwarf's eyes just go /wide/. "...wait, /what/?!"

Before Eve has a chance to process Treya's words, she's overwhelmed by Treya's hard, direct, and rapid thrusts. Her mind is a jumble of pure chaos, with /so/ many emotions swirling around her head. None of them can really come into focus while that monstrous shaft is continuously slamming into her tight sex. Her cunny clings to that length as her petals are spread farther and farther, that knot slowly forcing her to allow it entrance.

Eve is sure to any outsider her current predicament would look absolutely comical, her body struggling to accommodate a shaft that logically shouldn't be able to fit inside her. And yet that ring allows her to take it without issue. Her smaller form trembles as that knot finally presses inside of her, the poor girl arching and groaning as she's stuffed so thoroughly, so completely. She can feel Treya shuddering against her, and she can hear that groan. Surely this is the finale? And then she sees that charming and /devilish/ grin.

Eve throws her head back and cries out sharply as those barbs and that knot pull back, stretching her and making her squirm, only to shudder as she drives deeply into her once more. With that knot pressed inside her, there's no way to separate them for a while, but Treya can certainly keep surprising her by making this experience more and more intense. The dwarf whimpers and groans, able to do little else but squirm and flail as she's effectively glued to Treya's hips, the sawing and pressing of that length into her only pushing her to greater heights of pleasure. By this point Eve couldn't even register if she'd ever reached her climax; she'd wager a guess that she'd experienced several throughout this whole experience, but the experience was so intense everything just... blurred together. That is, until Treya finally reached her peak.

Eve's eyes snap open and go /wide/ the moment she feels that first burst of warmth flooding into her, and she's overcome with a level of clarity that she'd lacked since Treya first climbed atop her. Treya had mentioned a second ring, one that she /wasn't/ wearing, and it was the only thing preventing her from becoming a mother! Each burst of warmth flooding into her brings forth another moment of clarity, as well as another mini-climax. Was she ready to be a mother? What would that mean in this context? Each rush of warmth brought with it a new question; at least, until Eve glanced down at her belly. The sight awaiting her causes her eyes to roll into the back of her head and she just moans almost continuously as she reaches up to place her hands onto her stomach, feeling each pulse make it swell further and further. Right now she's just going to wait until all of this is over and deal with the consequences later. She just wants to /enjoy/ this, and part of that is seeing just how much potent griffon cum Treya can fill her with~.

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Treya would like nothing more than to keep going. To go /more/. To follow through on this to do something /more/ intense. Reyori would testify that it was Treya's favorite thing-to continue when you were spent. Trixxy would fervent gasp at describing how dedicated and thorough and wicked she was as a temptress and a tormentor.

But in this case, just this once, it just isn't possible. The knot has her locked in place, and that oversensitive cock has absolutely /drained/ her. Even the ring of stamina was /taxed/. It was good at helping fuel a person for hours-not for pushing them beyond their limits. And this cock and this change and that amount of cum... well, it was a little intense.

So, she collapses. She lands right on top of Eve, pinning the dwarf under her body. The dwarfs strength supports her now, but that stomach /protests, and she shudders again, huffing. "Dear... /hell/, Eve. What kind of cock of your dreams is this?" She asks, not really expecting an answer. Who could /think/ after what she'd done? Their bodies shudder, slicked with sweat, that smell of warm sunstone in the air, and Treya rolls her hips. "How did you think of that?"

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Evelynn groans as Treya collapses on top of her once she's finally spent, and the dwarf has to quickly summon all of her remaining strength to support her. Normally Eve wouldn't be too bothered by someone collapsing on top of her, but normally her belly isn't so full of cum that she looks pregnant. /Very/ pregnant. The pressure against that cum-bloated belly elicits a groan from the dwarf, and with every ounce of her remaining strength she barely manages to roll Treya over onto her back so she can flop atop her.

Eve pants heavily for breath as she settles into a sitting position on top of Treya's hips; she'd /love/ to just curl up with Treya and nestle into her arms. Unfortunately, her impossibly swollen belly would make that rather challenging, especially with that knot preventing her from repositioning herself. So, sitting on top of Treya will have to do for now. At least this gives Treya a good excuse to admire her handiwork and touch the dwarf to her heart's content, should she desire it. Not like Eve could do anything to escape her right now~.

Eve breathes out a soft groan as Treya rolls her hips, and she gives a gentle roll of her hips in return, stirring that monstrous length inside her depths. "Nnf.. This was... I can't..." she's still feeling a bit overwhelmed, but at least things are starting to settle down~. Before long she'll likely be able to form coherent sentences again.

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"Shhhhh." Treya speaks up, quieting the dwarf, and pets over her. Stroking like one would an animal. "I.... am drained. And you... were fucked silly. There isn't anything to say." She pets over, and gives a smile, leaning in. "Just.... we're going to rest. A /lot/. And I'm going to get a spell cast cause when this knot deflates, you are going to /flood/ this bed." She states directly, and gives a shudder-a motion that vibrates down that knot and into that overfull belly. "So... we're resting. And then I'm going to slip out, and /then/ we're going to talk about your tastes... young.... lady." She's breathy and tired and already reeling. Ooof.

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Eve just /leans/ into that petting, closing her eyes and allowing herself to relax after that intense experience. She's not of a right mind to think about what it might look like, right now she's just... savoring the gentle affections from Treya. When she speaks the dwarf peeks open an eye and gives the occasional nod, as well as a /deep/ blush at the thought of making a mess on the bed. That shudder elicits a shiver and moan from the overstimulated dwarf. "U-understood, Treya.." she murmurs and just does her best to get comfortable, while also wondering what spell she intends to cast on her. Considering what Reyori looks like, would she...? No, that's silly!