The woman bits her lip and takes the goblin back to the storeroom. Once they are inside, she closes the door behind.
@Tjf @majus @moonblack Alyndra went over to Rogriss' room, peeking her head inside, 'Hey, do you have two beds in here? Maybe we got the rooms mixed up?'
Catherine groans for a bit. The dream isn't pleasant in anyway to think about. Waking up in a cold sweat, she rises out of bed now really having to debate if it wouldn't have been better to just kill Camila right then and there. It had to be better than what she was subjected to and what they seriously expected Catherine to happily agree to delivering her towards. This whole idea for a job had been a huge mistake from the start. Getting out of bed and leaving her room, she stepped outside of the lodgings, to feel the cold air against her face, still groggy from the lack of proper sleep.
@Tjf 'Oh, okay... so they're all like that,' Alyndra said, 'Sorry to bother you, Rogriss. Have a good night, see you in the morning.'
Alyndra blushed at the half-orc's compliment and charming smile, 'Th-Thanks... you're beautiful too... do you call boys beautiful...? No, I mean handsome. Uhm, I better go. 'Night.' She smiled and closed the door before returning to the girls' room. @moonblack 'Double beds in both rooms,' Alyndra said, as she sat down to take her boots off, 'Which side do you want?'
“Night, Rogriss.” The elf said to their half-orc companion and followed the redhead back to their own room. “Yeah, seems like there was a bit of miscommunication and Ornia meant double beds meant for two people instead of two actual beds.” Celine noted. “Well, earlier, back in the guild, I told you that you can stay with me until you get your own room. Looks like we get to share a room and a bed after all – only this one is bigger than the one in my room, so it should be more comfortable. I hope that's alright with you?” She looked at Alyndra questioningly, and a little hopefully. “As for which side – either one with fine with me.” She shrugged. “I mean, in both cases I get to share my bed with a beautiful girl...” She added, looking at Alyndra.
As she closes the door, Gih removes his loin cloth. Revealing his large green warty cock, the goblin grins. "Suck." He said in a commanding tone, while pointing at his crotch.
As he finished taking off his boots, a sound of clicking made him turn his head to the door. Oriana was inside his room, shutting the door with her back. "I never been with green skin, she said as she walked up to him, keys and knives making surprisingly little sound.
Alyndra nodded, 'Maybe I just misunderstood, I don't know what type of guests they normally get.' She started to undress to her underwear, 'Sure, it's alright, there should be enough room for both of us.' She giggled and blushed, 'Oh, stop it... everyone calling me beautiful today.' The redhead stretched and yawned, after stripping to her plain, white bra and panties and sitting down on the bed, 'Uaw~, I'm pooped... that was a long trek here.'
He looks up at her, interested, but wary. "Really? And may I ask what prompted your desire to... Explore my culture?"
It seemed to be noon at the moment, and the people were slowly closing their stands. The weather was nice, but the cold wind blown from time to time.
The woman's face heated up at the sight of the green goblin's meat. She licked her lips unconiously, then slowly got on her all fours. Slowly she gave it a few licks, before starting to slowly suck it. As the hot lips closed around his dick, Gih was assaulted by the memories of his first bounty.
“You're right, I should not follow everyone's example and call you 'beautiful' – a gorgeous girl like you deserves better.” Celine declared with mock seriousness as she enjoyed the view of Alyndra stripping down. “Yeah, I'm tired too. It's been a long day.” The elf agreed and started stripping slowly, trying to make it a bit of a show for the redhead. She stopped when she was about to remove her bra and panties. “Would it bother you if I sleep in the nude?” She asked hesitantly, not wanting to make things too awkward for the redhead.
The woman saddled Rogriss. "Cause I am curious about all the savagery that the orcs are known for. That's what I want to experience..." Rogriss suddenly felt a blade on his cheek. "And please, don't disappoint me. You wouldn't like me being disappointed." Oriana trailed the blade of knife down his skin.
Unsure of exactly where should be going, she decided to check out the stands and stalls and see if any of them were willing for customers to squeeze in some last minute shopping.
Alyndra looked concerned, 'Oh, is that an Elven cultural thing? Of course, go ahead, if that makes you more comfortable.' She chuckled, 'I'll take off the bra too, don't want the clasp digging in my back.' The redhead took off her bra, letting her breasts free again, before slipping under the blanket.
"Racist bitch." His hand clamps around her throat, squeezing tightly as the other hand bats away the knife. His voice is hoarse, and enraged. It's difficult to tell if he's playing a role or not. "Because I'm green, I'm your fucking plaything? You want savagery, I'll give you savagery." Still choking her, his free hand slides up her, thigh, beginning to touch and explore her folds. He squeezes her clit expertly, before entering her with a finger and making come hither motions to touch her g spot. "Once you're nice and wet enough for me to fit, little whore, this big orc cock is going inside you. Or maybe I should just fuck you dry?"
