An elderly woman serves ale to the two adventurers. Ignatia taps her mug against Allune's. "Well, here we are. You ever imagine you'd be pursuing a bunch of demonic knights?" She takes a drink.
Ilya nods, taking Olga's hand. "Yeah, um... Enjoy yourself, sis." The two head back the way they came.
Angelo's grumbling stomach woke him from his sleep, he ached all over, especially his chest, but he slowly dragged himself out of bed. Looking around a moment for Marguerite, he started to put his clothes on, which were still in tatters from the day before.
As he wakes, Angelo feels a body close to his own, and instinctively knows that his succubus lover is in bed with him. He sees a fresh tunic and breeches on the other side of the room.
Mszczuj smile and go inside tavern to join Andrzej and Cezar with his own tankard of ale. " So, what is your opinion about our last action? Any ideas, suggestion or mistakes?" He asked pulling off his glowes.
"Thank you." Allune said as she received her drink. And after tapping mugs with Ignacia, she takes a big gulp from it. "Ahhhh." The busty blond sighed from the taste of ale, "Mm. Nope, not even once." She giggled, "Though, it's better than them hunting us if you asked me." She shrugged and took a sip of her drink.
Angelo tried not to wake her, but he still pulled back the blanket and had a look at the spot where she was hit the day before.
Larisa feeling the draft of cold air, picks up the pace in her step to enter the cave and meet up with the fat pig. She had a pretty good idea what she would be doing by hanging out here...but she really wouldn't mind. At least when it came to just sex anyway.
“Good morning, Felina. And thank you.” Ophelia gave the maid a grateful nod and waited for the breakfast, her stomach grumbling some more.
Cezar shakes his head. "So far, things are going pretty well, I think." Andrzej bows his head. "Besides Sir Boleslaw, of course, but that doesn't really have anything to do with you."
Ignacia takes a gulp. "Amen to that. Still, to think that just a few weeks ago I was fending of gropers in a tavern only a little larger than this one. Thank you, for taking me with you. If I spent any more time there I think I would have gone mad."
He sees the wound has gone untreated. From his research, Angelo knows that wounds taken by succubi, like most demons, don't fester or putrefy, so the cut in her shoulder is clean, but he judges that her arm will still be unusable for a while, without magical aid.
The Guardian waits for her on his throne, massive body on full display, and equally massive cock rising up when he spots her. "Well, don't be a stranger, girl." He begins jerking himself at the sight of her nearly nude form.
Soon, Ophelia's door opens, and Felina enters, carrying a massive tray of food. "I thought you might be hungry, since you missed dinner."
Angelo gently shook Marguerite awake, 'Hey... morning. I'd like to help with that cut but... I don't know if my magic will hurt or help you?
"Mmh." Allune nodded, "Well, you've been a great help too. So, don't mention it!" She said in a cheerful tone, as she recalled hearing how Ignacia helped Lukas out when he was imprisoned. "Mm. Anyway, mind if I asked where your family is?" Allune inquired in a careful tone, while checking Ignacia's reaction to the question.
Mszczuj nod looking at his ale. "Yes, beside sir Bolesław. We managed to take justice for him, but it didn't bring his life back." It wasn't the first time, when Mszczuj wonder what old knight would do on his place. "Watch others if they didn't ofence tavern maids. I will go ask few question to inn keeper." He said and go looking for him.
Just getting right to it then. How freely he was with his lust was a little intimidating. In vain trying to cover herself, any attempt to shield her tits or ass, left some other part of her curves sticking out. Her sights were fixed on properly seeing that monster cock, wondering how she even managed taking that thing before. Impossible for her not to look, she stares intently at it for a few moments, then gradually sunk to her knees and fell forward, on all fours, crawling towards him like a pet, her underwear not able to block the sight of her pussy dampening and leaking it’s juices as she made her way along the floor to reach him.
“I am, indeed,” Ophelia confirmed and blushed in embarrassment when her stomach chose that moment to growl again “Did I miss anything? Other than dinner, I mean?” She asked the maid.
"Morning. Honestly, I don't know. I never let any of the church healers work on me, for obvious reasons. Do you think it's worth a shot?"
