Bounty Hunters RPG

"Nope." He shakes his head. "Every word is true. I'm not royalty, but I'm the next best thing. But enough about me? Where are you from? Why did you start up in this business?"

 

'Sure you are,' Alyndra smiled, not quite believing him.
'Where do I come from?' She blushed, 'Uhm, I don't like talking about it. It's not a pleasant memory. And this business? I don't know... it seemed like a good idea at the time. I needed money and I didn't fancy working as a barmaid again. Now... I'm not so sure anymore.'

 

Rogriss shakes his head. "Well, I'm glad you joined up. If you didn't, I'd never have met you."

 

'Well, I'm glad to have met you too, Rogriss,' Alyndra smiled, 'Maybe we'd have met anyway if I worked as a waitress. You never know.'
She took a bar of soap from the side of the bath, 'Want me to scrub your back?'

 

"Why not? Thanks." He leans over to show her his back.

 

Alyndra lathered up her hands and started to spread the soap of Rogriss' green back. Her delicate fingers soothed his muscles in the process, giving him a light massage by accident. The redhead hummed a little tune as she did so.

 

"Ah, that's really nice, Lyndra." Rogriss groans. "That's pretty, the song."

 

'Hmm?' Alyndra mumbled, as if lost in thought, 'Oh, it's something I heard some trio play in a tavern once. It's a catchy tune and the woman singing had a beautiful voice.' She kept rubbin his back, before scooping up some water to wash away the soap suds.

 

"So do you." He stretches. "Thanks for that. Should I do you, now?"

 

'Thanks,' Alyndra said, before blushing and giggling, 'That sounded a lot more naughty than it was. Sure, do me.' She handed the soap to Rogriss and turned around, presenting her back to the half-orc.

 

Rogriss returns the favour, fingers digging in to relax her stressed muscles. Voice confident to the point of being casual, he asks "Wanna go on a date?"

 

Alyndra relaxed under Rogriss' touch, letting out a sigh, as he rubbed her freckled skin, 'Hmm~? A date? You already asked me to go out to eat once we get back to the city. Doesn't that count?'

 

"Oh, right, I forgot." He laughs, "I guess I'm that eager."

 

Alyndra giggled, 'You sure are. It's nice to feel wanted. I'd feel ugly and inadequate if a womaniser like you didn't at least try to get me.'
'Hmm~, your hands feel really good,' the mage murmured, enjoyed the massage.

 

"Tell me, can I put them somewhere else?" He leans in close.

 

'Eh?' Alyndra craned her neck, green eyes looking at him with a raised eyebrow, 'What? Your hands? Where do you want to put them?'

 

The orc's hands move around her waist, heading up towards her breasts.

 

Alyndra knew that this might happen if she got in the bath with Rogriss, maybe she wanted it to happen. She wasn't quite sure.
Alyndra let out a small moan, feeling his hands on her belly, and blushed, 'Oh... I should've guessed that's what you meant.' She didn't swat his hands away, though.

 

"Is it something you don't want? I'm happy to wait, when the wait is worth it." Rogriss's hands move up, caressing her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. The half orc plants a kiss on her neck. "But I think you might have been waiting for this, too."

 

Alyndra inhaled sharply, as Rogriss cupped her breasts, her large bust fitting in the palms of his hands nicely. She let out a little moan, her pale nipples growing hard quickly. She let out another moan, as he kissed her neck, 'Uh~, I don't know... maybe... I expected it to happen.'