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The sound of water splashing against stone echoed through a large bathroom, at its center, a large bath made of fine marble and wood, was being filled with water, one bucket at a time. A kobold was humming to herself as she did this task with utmost diligence and care, filling it nearly to the top. She then walked over to a small shelf in the bathroom, grabbing a handful of heat stones in her hand. The stones held a special place for her people as they were essential for living in cold places like Chalaco, but to most others they were simply an easy way to make water hot without fire.

She carefully dropped the stones into the basin of the tub, and upon hitting the water, they began to make heat, heating the water slowly but surely. Soon steam began to rise up at the top, and Keyivu tested the water with her hand, finding that it was not too hot and not too cold. She then grabbed the stones and just in time as a large wolf entered the bathroom, he was draped in furs and had snow white fur himself. This was her master Øysten Skjaldulfsson, sitting Thegn of the Northing Warren. He had such a regal look to him, and Keyivu was happy to serve under him.

“I hope Master Skjaldulfsson finds the bath agreeable.” Keyivu curtsied as she was trained by the head maid. Øysten smiled as he dipped a hand into the water, testing it and indeed it was to his liking, he gave the diminutive lizard an appreciative smile.

“I find it quite agreeable,” The ulv stated, he then began to discard his clothing and Keyivu turned away from him. If she could blush, she’d probably be beet red. Her master was eight feet tall, putting him at the fair end of height for his kin. His body was that of a warrior, and it showed his frame was large and broad, and he had scars from battles adorning most of it. When he was nude, he spoke up to Keyivu, “My dear, would you mind bathing me?” he asked as he walked towards the bath.

“O-Of course master Skjaldulfsson.” The kobold stammered out; she turned in time just to miss him submerging into the warm waters. She thanked Misra for that, and she walked up to a tray of various toiletries, various oils, herbs, and a brush with the finest bristles were all part of Øysten bathing routine, at least when he went for the more luxurious baths like today. Keyivu grabbed them, when Øysten spoke up again

“And Keyivu, remember in private I'd like you to call me Øysten.” Øysten reminded her happily as he waited for her to make her way to the bath, Keyivu hurriedly trotted to the basin in the middle of the room, and she grabbed a corked bottle of oil and poured some of its contents into the bathwater, she then grabbed another bottle full of fur wash. She began to work the oils into his fur, using the brush to go through the various knots of fur he had, she could hear him let out a satisfied moan, hearing this sent a shiver down Keyivu’s spine, she could feel heat rising in herself.

“How was your training today my lord?” Keyivu tried to ignore how hot she was getting, despite being coldblooded, her arousal was just as hot as any warm-blooded creature. And Øysten had an effect on her, probably for a long time, or at least since they were adults, the two of them met when they were children and have known each other since then. She was not sure when she had grown to…want her master, but that want had grown and grown in the years since they’ve known each other.

“Good, I’m not sure why my father insists on training me in rapier combat, but it has been a stimulating exercise.” Øysten said happily as Keyivu continued to wash his fur, she soon added some perfumes to the mix to get rid of the smell of sweat from training, loth as she might to get rid of that wonderful odor it would be unbecoming of the son of a Thegn to smell like the training grounds all day.

“Good to hear, master,” Keyivu said. She then felt Øysten’s clawed hand reach up the base of her arm, her breath hitched a bit as she felt it trace her forearm stopping near the cuff of her maid’s dress, “M-Master?” Keyivu stammered out, wondering what he was doing, she felt a lump form in her throat, as turned around to face her, his body was on full display and Keyivu was taken aback by it all, his wet hand began to trail up her arm.

“You know Keyivu…of all the woman I’ve met and befriended in my life,” Øysten started, his hand traveling further up her arm, and stopping at the base of her cheek, the kobold wasn’t looking him in the eyes, and so he corrected that, turning her face so that they were face to face, “You’re the most beautiful.” He said as he began to close the distance between them.

“M-Master?” Keyivu asked as she felt Øysten’s lips near hers only a few inches separated their lips from touching, from him kissing her and doing something she’d been wanting for years now, she could feel his hot breath against her cool scales, it sent shivers down her spine.

“Call me Øysten.” Øysten whispered as he finally bridged the gap between them, their lips met and Keyivu was surprised at first, but soon she melted into the kiss, enjoying her master’s lips against hers, she then felt his other hand snake under her skirt, tracing past her thigh covered by her bloomers, and to the waistband of her underwear. She then felt him push his long claws past her bloomers, and then moved them to her cunt. Pushing deep inside her, drawing a moan from Keyivu’s lips.

“Øysten!” Keyivu moaned out in ecstasy as he continued to finger her pussy, in and out of her, he could smell a sweet, sweet scent wafting through the air, and Øysten felt his member grow, harder and harder.

“I can smell it,” He whispered softly, he pushed his clawed fingers deeper into her moist depths, drawing another series of moans from the kobold as he played with her, “Your arousal. Your want.” Øysten said hungrily as he kissed her neck, Keyivu let out another moan as he sunk his canines into her emerald scales, she clung to his white chest fur. She was probably wetter than her master at this point. His fingers plunged in and out of her snatch faster and faster, making her come closer and closer to coming undone, when she heard voices outside, which knocked her out of the haze of lust she was in, frantically she spoke up.

“Do you know how I’ve longed to have you Keyivu?” Øysten growled with a heavy lust tinging his words, this sent another shiver down her spine like before as he got up, she looked down and saw his now erect canine cock, the way it twitched and throbbed with a want, with pure unadulterated desire “How I’ve longed to make you mine.” Øysten said as he pinned her against a nearby wall, her breath leaving her.

“M-Master! We-Not here!” Keyivu shouted, Øysten took a moment to breathe and looked Keyivu in the eyes, shame in his face as he did.

“I-I’m sorry Keyivu I….” He couldn’t find the words, he’d nearly done something he might not have been able to take back, he dropped her and the kobold gave him a wry look. His breathing was heavy, Øysten took a deep breath and then spoke up.

“Leave me for the time being I need to…I need to calm down.” Øysten said, Keyivu nodded as she left the soft clacks of her feet against the stone floor of the bathing room. When he heard the door open and then close again, he punched at the ground in frustration. On the other side of the door, Keyivu was clutching at her chest, her heart beating a million miles a minute. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself. She and Ma- Øysten had almost made love in the bathroom of all places. Part of her wished she didn’t stop him, but she knew that someone would come to check on him if he took too long. She then looked at her uniform and saw it was dripping wet; she’d need to change and then finish the rest of the chores she had assigned to her as head maid.

The hours would pass and Keyivu had changed and did the rest of her work she was about to retire to the servants’ quarters when another one of the servants a human by the name of Myron had approached her with a letter from Øysten.

“Master Skjaldulfsson wished for me to deliver this to you Miss Keyivu.” Myron said as he left, it was a letter with the official house seal of House Skjaldulfsson adorning it. She carefully broke the wax seal and read the letter and her heart had nearly skipped a beat as she did. Øysten was inviting her to a private dinner tomorrow, to discuss what had transpired that day. She swallowed, she didn’t have many clothes that were worthy of a private dinner with a Thegn but she would try to scrounge something up, in the meantime she was not to let the other servants know of this meeting, lest some unsavory rumors fly about the two of them. That night when she went to bed, her dreams were filled with images of Øysten, of them together in intimate ways.

The next day Øysten had asked Keyivu to accompany him to the training grounds to take care of any of his needs as he trained with Swordmistress Astrid, she’d done this a few times before it mostly consisted of keeping a towel ready to help if he was sweating too much, a few bandages and other items in case they got injured and to keep the barrel of water they used to drink refreshed. What she didn’t expect was for Øysten to do the entire session shirtless. It was cold but if it bothered him, he didn’t make it known.

“Come now Astrid! Is that all you’ve got!” Øysten said as he flourished his rapier around a few times in an obvious show to impress Keyivu if she’d ever seen one, he’d just scored a point against the Swordmistress in their duel a moment ago, which annoyed the older she-wolf a great deal.

“Remember young Lord, Pride cometh before the fall.” She reiterated an old human proverb that had proved quite popular among the Ulv. Astrid readied her rapier and the two clashed again, Keyivu always loved watching Øysten dual, the way his body seemed to move like water against opponents, despite his large size he could be surprisingly graceful on his feet, dodging deftly away from attacks, parrying with great speed, and showing just why he was such an accomplished swordfighter. He dodged out of the way of Astrid’s blade, he then parried another strike from her, keeping his composure as he did, then he saw Keyivu out of the corner of his eye, and for a moment, nearly imperceptive to most, but Astrid took advantage of it, and she managed to tag him, poking him with the training rapier.

This elicited an annoyed groan from Øysten and a happy grin from Astrid who taunted her trainee.

“I believe that is my point young lord.” Astrid said, satisfied for having taken Øysten down a peg, he rolled his eyes a bit, and she could see a slight red tinge in his fur when he saw Keyivu laughing at the situation. The training went off without much incident afterwards, with Øysten managing to keep himself from getting too distracted by the kobold maid that he’d grown quite fond of.

The rest of the day went by without much incident, with Keyivu and Øysten continuing much of their duties, but in the back of their minds the liaison they had planned for later that night weighed heavily in their minds, especially Keyivu’s. She had managed to find a dress that was somewhat fancy and managed to sequester it away and prepared for the evening. When the time for their meeting near close, Keyivu made sure none of the other servants saw her in her dress and headed towards Øysten’s private dining room, where their liaison would be taking place.

She knocked on his door and was greeted by the ulv standing in his finest furs, and wearing a cloak that he would normally wear during formal affairs of state, that was what he was wearing. For a private dinner no less, she was surprised that he would wear that for her. It was…so endearing to her.

“I’m glad you could make it Keyivu,” Øysten said as he welcomed Keyivu inside to his private dining chamber. Øysten’s private dining room was of spartan make, especially given how opulent the main dining room of the manor was, he had an ornate table that seemingly only he ate at, but tonight there were two chairs ready, one for him and one for her. Laid out on the table was a veritable spread of foods, at its center were a pair of game hens, freshly cooked, their skins rendered to a crispy golden brown, and a bottle of red wine with two glasses. He pulled out a seat for her, which she gladly took, she was not used to being the one having a seat pulled out for her, he then poured her a glass of wine, and then he sat down and raised a glass to her, which she followed suit.

“T-Thank you Øysten.” Keyivu said as she took a sip of the wine, it was a red wine that she remembered tasting once when she was at a party for the servants that Øysten had been to, she was surprised he remembered it so long after these years.

“I…I wanted to apologize for yesterday in the bath,” Øysten said she could see the embarrassment, and slight hurt on his eyes the thought that he might have done something wrong to her weighed heavily on him it seems, “I shouldn’t have done that but I…” Øysten couldn’t find the words. Keyivu reached across the table as best she could, taking Øysten’s hands in hers, he looked at her and his heart nearly melted when he saw her smile.

“It’s okay, I kinda wanted it to go further but I didn’t want you to get in trouble.” Keyivu explained, Øysten smiled at this he was glad he didn’t overstep a boundary or offend Keyivu the last thing he would want to do is make her angry or scared or really anything negative towards him, he loved this kobold, more than life itself it seems and to have her hate him? He might walk into a rampaging bear before he lets her hate him.

“T-Thank you!” Øysten said as the two stared at each other, the air between them was…different now, something new had changed between them, knowing that they both wanted the same thing it was … electrifying, but for now Øysten and Keyivu would enjoy their meal, they didn’t talk during this simply enjoying the meal and each other’s company, but once they were done, Øysten decided to speak about what had been weighing on his mind for a while.

“Keyivu, I…have something that I wish to tell you.” Øysten said with a face that probably spoke more words than he would ever, he reached across the table, and took Keyivu’s hand into his.

“I-I know it’s unbecoming for a lord to be with his servant but,” Øysten said as he squeezed Keyivu’s hand tightly, not tight enough to hurt but she could tell he was trying to find a way to speak about what he wanted to say, “But, I can’t not be with you, I’ve loved you for too long and I-” Keyivu shushed him and spoke up.

“I love you too Øysten, I’ve probably loved you since we met when we were just kids. I’d be honored to be with you, My lord.” Keyivu said. Øysten’s face lit up and grabbed Keyivu from across the table, making the kobold yip in surprise as he brought her into a tight hug.

“Keyivu, I promise I’ll make you the happiest woman in all of Elhim.” Øysten said as he kissed her deeply. The two of them were soon lost in the passion that was in the room, their lips were connected in a passionate embrace similar to their bodies. Then Øysten moved his lips from Keyivu’s lips and to her neck, nipping at her neck and drawing moans from the kobold as she clutched at his chest. She then felt his hands move up her dress, pushing the garment upwards and bunching the dress so it wouldn’t fall down, he then traced his finger around the hem of her panties (she was forgoing bloomers this night,) and then down her underwear, where her wet cunt resided, dripping wet with desire.

“Øy- Øystein!” Keyivu moaned out as she felt the ulv’s finger trace around the outer lips of her cunt, he was teasing her, she knew it but she loved it, but she wanted more so much more, “Please don’t tease me my love!” Keyivu moaned out, the Ulv smiled at this hearing her beg him for more.

“Very well.” Øysten growled as he finally plunged his finger into her waiting cunt. Keyivu let out a moan as she felt him play with her pussy, plunging his lager fingers in and out of her cunt again and again. The kobold moaned more and more as his fingers worked their magic, like before, he was bringing her closer and closer to climax, and just as it looked like she was he would stop, this would elicit a whine from her, only for him to start over again. He was doing this over and over, bringing her near to climax only to stop just as she was nearing her edge. The self-satisfied grin on Øysten’s face did not help, he then lifted her up, not a hard thing to do for the ulv considering his size and strength. He then lifted her above him and placed her cunt before his face.

“Such a heavenly scent.” Øysten growled as he bit into the gusset of her panties and with one movement of his head he ripped them straight off, he then he plunged his tongue into her cunt and Keyivu let out a moan as she felt his tongue slither it’s way into her pussy. Keyivu’s moans grew louder and more feral as she felt the ulv’s tongue wriggle and writhe in her pussy, in and out it would move darting around it and making her feel pure unadulterated ecstasy. She gripped her lover's head trying to draw him in deeper, which he did. Pushing deeper and deeper, going in places that Keyivu didn’t know a tongue could reach, she’d fingered herself before but this? This was so much different, so much better.

“By Nisara!” Keyivu moaned as she felt herself getting close to cumming, and this time it seemed like Øysten wasn’t going to stop, no if anything it was making him move more inside her pussy, pushing his tongue, sucking at her clit and doing anything he could to draw out the pleasure from his lover. Then with a whine that came from as deep inside her as she could muster, Keyivu came. Her juices flowed freely from her cunt which Øysten lapped up, like a dog does a bowl of water. Her body spasmed with pleasure as surge after surge of intense pleasure wracked her frame. She finally came down from the high of her orgasm and Keyivu was breathing heavily, she’d probably be drenched in sweat if she could sweat.

“Come my dear, I’m not done, my room is this way.” Øysten said as he held her close, carrying her bridal style to his bedchamber, which was connected to his private dining room, the room was just as spartan as hid dining room, the only thing of opulence was his bed which was a extra large one, bigger than any bed that Keyivu had ever seen. He gently deposited the kobold onto the bed and she looked up at him as he began to strip out of his clothes. First the cloak, then his shirt and then finally his slacks and underwear leaving the ulv naked like he was when they were in the bathing room. She could see his member erect and waiting. It was veiny, twitching and throbbing with desire as pre leaked from the tapered tip.

“By Nisara, you’re so hard.” Keyivu said as she crawled up to his member, she gripped his cock with reverence, caressing it and putting her cheek against it, pre splattering against her face, she then began to lick his cock. She heard him grunt and moan in pleasure as she did this. She licked up and down the base of his shaft, while squeezing and playing with his balls.

She then engulfed the entirety of his cock into her mouth and Øysten let out a growl trying to keep himself from gripping her head and forcing her deeper, keeping himself in check so as not to hurt her. She then pulled her mouth from his member and licked around the tip of it, while squeezing his balls gently.

“Do you like this my love?” Keyivu asked as she stopped for a moment, still squeezing his balls in her hands. He nodded and then she moved down his member, peppering kisses as she did, she then descended to his balls with her mouth, sucking on one while she played with the other, and this proved too much for the Ulv who let out a howl as his balls scrunched and ropes of seed shot off from his tip. Spurt after spurt of seed flowed out of his balls drenching the kobolds backside with sticky white fluids. His seed was searing hot, like a heat stone that she kept to her body during the harsh winter nights. It almost made her cum again from that. She looked up at the ulv who was breathing hard, he then pounced upon her pinning her against the bed.

“I need more of you!” Øysten growled as he kissed her, again and again in a feverish frenzy as he wanted more of her, more of his Keyivu, “I can smell your lust, the fact that you're fertile I need you now!” He said as he gripped his cock and moved it against her cunt, he prodded and poked at her and this drew out a moan from Keyivu, but he wouldn’t fuck her till she told him she wanted it, so to get that one last piece of consent he asked her.

“Do you want it!? Do you want to be bred by your future husband?!” Øysten asked his body was begging him to fuck her, to plunge his member deep into her and finally claim her, make her moan his name, and make her belly swell with their young.

“YES! FUCK ME!” Keyivu moaned out, and with that one last conformation, Øysten plunged his member deep into the kobolds waiting snatch; she could see his member bulge against her abdomen and that made her so happy. The two’s moans mixed in unison as Øysten’s member hilted inside her, well almost, his knot wasn’t inside her, and he’d save that for the final part of their lovemaking. He then pulled his cock out till the tip of his member was the only thing inside her, he then plunged back in, drawing another moan from her as his hips rocked against Keyivu’s, who was doing the same as best she could, the two of them were connected in more than just body at this point, but in every way they could.

“I love you, Keyivu, I want you as my wife!” Øysten growled as he fucked her, deep and hard, kissing her as best he could, it was awkward considering their size difference, he had to hunch a bit to do it, but he did it.

“I do too!” Keyivu moaned out, she was close to cumming again, her body was arching in pleasure from each thrust from Øysten’s cock, it was making her come undone more than his tongue and his fingers were, she thought his tongue was heaven, this was utter and sheer bliss, to be filled in such a way. She then felt a thrust hit a spot in her that was probably her g-spot and this was what made her finally break, with a moan Keyivu’s cunt clamped down upon his cock, coating his member with its sticky fluids, and this was nearly enough to make Øysten cum, but he managed to keep himself from cumming, but he was close, so with a few more thrusts he plunged as deep as he could feeling his bulbous knot stretching her out, finally his knot fully entered her, making the kobold moan as she felt his cock spurt of spunk into her. Filling her womb to the brim with seed. She watched as her belly distended slightly with seed, all the while his knot kept all of it inside: all to make sure that in a few months she would be heavy with child

“Gods above.” Øysten said as he collapsed forward, He managed to make sure that he didn’t hurt Keyivu, he was breathing heavily and he held her close to him, flopping over so that he was on his back and Keyivu was laying against his stomach.

“By Nisara, I’m full.” Keyivu said happily as she rubbed her belly, she was indeed, and he wondered what she would look like when his seed took root, and made her heavy with child. The two snuggled together, as they went to sleep, happy in their bliss.