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May 29th, 33 AF

Zel and Rol'zeth looked perplexed at the key their friend had just handed them. "Happy birthday," was all the flamboyant elf said as he walked away.

"Who the fuck told you it was my birthday," Zel called out to her employer. The half-elf tossed a glance to Rol'zeth, whose shrug told her he hadn't said anything.

"Happy birthday," the eleven man repeated, as he ducked into his room.

Zel sighed and led her lizardfolk partner to the new room indicated on the key. They ascended to the top floor of the building and arrived at an ornate door matching their key's design. Zel went wide eyed as she opened it. "Holy shit," she muttered to herself as she saw the room's interior.

Luxurious was an understatement. Polished, hardwood flooring, a roaring fireplace complete with fur rug, and a large bed with silk sheets. The awestruck duo gawked at an arrangement of food and drink set up next to the bed as soothing music played from a nearby gramophone. Zel just put her bag down and sat on the bed, overwhelmed by the opulence of everything around her.

She felt a familiar tail wrap around her waist as Rol'zeth joined her, at least seeming to fare better against this high class assault on their senses. He kissed his beloved on the cheek and handed her a cup of wine. Zel clanked her cup with his and downed her drink, before pulling him into a kiss, bringing him down with her onto the bed.

"You want anything in particular," Rol'zeth asked after Zel finally released him, rolling across the bed to reach the table.

"What's the craziest thing they have?"

"It looks like they have oysters."

"What's an oyster?"

"It is like a big clam."

"What's a clam?"

"It is like a small oyster," the lizardfolk answered with a smug smile.

"Dick," Zel laughed, gently bopping the reptile with a pillow.

The lovers enjoyed their meal together, laughing and cuddling as they sampled dishes both familiar and exotic, all the while trying the various bottled beers and wines that accompanied them. As the night wore on, the pair became progressively more inebriated, consequently becoming less dressed, their clothes scattered carelessly across the floor as they wandered around the room inspecting its amenities. Soon with stomachs full, bodies bare, curiosity satisfied, and intoxication maximized, the duo decided lie down before their growing lack of balance did that for them.

Zel hugged her paramour close as they relaxed next to the fireplace, Rol'zeth nuzzling the buff beauty's breasts as the duo enjoyed the feeling of their lover's warmth and the soft rug against their bare skin. The half-elf hummed in satisfaction, hugging the reptile tighter as his hand began wondering over her thighs. "Hey, Rol'zeth," Zel began.

"Hm," the scholar responded as he rested his head on the half-elf's soft chest.

"Gimme a kiss," she ordered as she gently pulled her partner's face to hers, giving him a deep, passionate kiss. Zel broke and left a trail of kisses down Rol'zeth's neck, making him shiver and giggle as she moved further down. The frisky half-elf ran her tongue over the squirming lizardfolk's chest. "Heh, you don't got nipples," she drunkenly pointed out with a chuckle before swirling her tongue over the spot on his chest where said nipples should have been, secretly wondering if they were just invisible. She continued her oral exploration of her lover's body when she came to his stomach. "You don't got a belly button, neither," Zel pointed out like this was a new discovery for both of them, planting a series of long, sloppy smooches on the reptile's belly.

Rol'zeth for his part, was completely lost in pleasure as Zel kissed and licked her way across his body. Even if he could make out what she was saying in his current state, he was in no condition to give any kind of response or quip. He let out a loud moan as he felt the warrior woman plant a kiss on his testicles. "Zel," he mumbled, closing his eyes and fully relaxing, continuing to mutter her name like a prayer.

Zel tenderly cradled his sack in one hand as she lovingly sucked on it. "But you got big, yummy balls," she slurred. She move her other hand to grasp the lizardfolk's rock hard dick, slowly stroking as she continued to worship her lover's nuts. "And a big yummy cock," she said as she kissed her way along Rol'zeth's length, capturing his swollen tip between her lips and circling her tongue around it. The half-elf alternated between sucking on the scholar's balls and dick head, dragging her lips and tongue along his shaft each time she switched.

After a possible eternity of enjoying the half-elf's attention to his crotch, Rol'zeth was rendered wide-eyed and breathless as he felt Zel take his entire cock in her mouth in one smooth motion. The buff beauty noisily bobbed up and down his dick, while he could only respond with moans and mumbled swears. He chanced a glance at the half-elven amazon, the lighting and his own drunken state making her look like some sort of primal goddess as she repeatedly took him to the base, pressing her lips against his pelvis. His ecstasy was cut short, however, as he was catapulted back to reality when Zel finally ended her oral assault, leaving his twitching cock exposed. Slightly disappointed, Rol'zeth looked over to find Zel on all fours, facing away from him and shaking her ass enticingly. "Fuck me," she begged, "Pretty please, Rol'zeth. Your bitch needs her alpha to mount her."

Seeing his beloved begging him to take her was the final straw. Any semblance of the normally composed man, all that remained was an animal that wanted to claim his mate. The lizardfolk quickly crawled over and climbed atop his lover, shoving his dick into her cunt as he wrapped his arms and legs around her waste. Zel let out a long, satisfied moan as she was penetrated, "Gods yes!" Rol'zeth moved his hips wildly, thrusting into the half-elf mindlessly. His tail absentmindedly wrapped around the warrior's leg as his long tongue hung out of his mouth, a trickle of drool leaking out onto Zel's back. "Yes, more, faster," she panted, consumed by the same brain numbing ecstasy that had overtaken her partner.

However, it was Zel's turn to be pulled back to reality as she became aware that someone was knocking on their door. "Hey, I think that's our water," she said aloud. In her alcohol and pleasure addled state, Zel reasoned it was perfectly acceptable to answer the door with a man balls deep inside her, plus she was super thirsty, now that she thought about it. With her tremendous strength, the half-elf easily stood up, even with the weight of another person hanging on to her. She had to hunch over slightly to keep Rol'zeth from slipping off, but she made her way across the room without issue. She leaned on the wall and opened the door to find a very surprised, very red faced employee holding two jugs of ice water.

"Um, the water you asked for," the shocked, young woman squeaked out.

During all of this, Rol'zeth kept thrusting. "Th-Tha-, ah, thank y-, oh gods," the half-elf babbled as she felt her climax fast approaching. Zel maintained eye contact with the embarrassed employee as all she could do was moan as Rol'zeth moved faster, his own orgasm building. Finally, Zel came as the lizardfolk tightened his grasp and released a hot load of cum inside her. She shook and hung onto the wall for dear life to keep from collapsing. After a few seconds of basking in her afterglow, she recovered enough to accept the cold water from shell shocked woman in front of her. "Thank, you," Zel finally managed to pant out, unceremoniously closing the door.

The half-elf wandered back over to the food table, placing down one of the pitchers, and chugging the other one, relishing the feeling of the refreshing, ice cold liquid flowing down her parched throat. It was then that she realized she still had a four foot tall lizard man hanging onto her with a cock buried in her snatch. "You want some," Zel casually asked a panting Rol'zeth, who weakly swiped at the air in front of the table, finally sliding off, and out of, the sweat slick woman. He stumbled his way over to the table and started pouring himself a glass. Zel patiently waited for him to finish before she lifted him up and pulled him into another kiss, ready to go another several rounds.

The pair awoke the next morning late afternoon in bed, wrapped in each other's arms, and experiencing the worst hangover either of them had ever suffered, and would ever suffer, in their lives. However, as they choked down an absolutely foul, yet incredibly effective, hangover remedy, they both agreed it was totally worth it. They think. Honestly they were so black out wasted at the time that they had zero recollection of the previous night. Which was a shame, as given the state of the table, or its remains as it were, Zel and Rol'zeth had had some incredible, and destructive, sex.

"We are not going to be allowed back here, are we," Rol'zeth asked rhetorically as he surveyed the state of the room, noting a chalk outline of Zel's ass on the wall.

"Nope," Zel answered proudly.