Silvan's cock hardened, but he ignored it for now. This was definitely going to be a fun night. His tongue glowed and matched the fire in his eyes. "Sure, I'll play with you. What sort of game shall we play, beautiful?" He kept his body seeming loose thanks to the cloak around him, but his muscles had already begun to tense. Slight movements were used to hide as he began to set his body into a stance. She was some kind of cat monster. he expected speed over strength. Her form was rather small, but he didn't doubt there would be power in her. It was time to put his skills to the test. Tonight, he would tame a beast.
Riekan chuckles with her question. She was a beautiful and sexy elf, that's for sure, but he respects her preferences and vows to refrain from making a move on her in the future. "Same as you, only women," He replies before raising a playful eyebrow. "No futas, though." He takes another sip of his ale. "I hope you do get somewhere with Lyssa, I truly do, she seemed interested in you by what little interaction I saw."
"I like all sorts of games," she purrs. "So long as there is cream for me." The cat girl saunters closer, seemingly unafraid of your glowing eyes. She doesn't pounce. Instead, she brushes past you, rubbing her naked hip against your side. She curls her tail across your abdomen as she tries to circle around behind you. One pawed hand strokes your back.
You slip closer and closer to sleep. Maybe you even cross the line. But a lilting voice, almost a song, lures you back from your slumber. You hear a woman's voice, moaning softly, and the soft creak of a bed frame moving just across the hall. In Hurley's room...
Silvan put his dagger away. He wasn't going to need it. His smile grew and he gently reached down to try and cup her ass as she walked around him. "I'll give you plenty of cream. Do you want to start this game, or should I?" He was ready to taste her, in more ways than one. He had his collar ready to use when he tamed her, but first he needed to do so.
Her tail twitches and she moans as you feel the firmness of her little bottom. She lifts her tail higher, curling against your chin. "I thought we were already playing the game," she says, walking out of reach and over to a fallen timber. She leans her front paws on the wood and sticks out the roundness of her bottom. Her tail flicks against her thighs and you see the bare pink furrow of her quim and the tiny knot of her anus. She looks at you over her shoulder. "What are you waiting for?"
"Thanks, I hope you're right about that. It's been a while since another girl got me seriously interested." Vi'lea admits. "I hope you too find a pretty girl for yourself. Preferably not one I'm after." She adds with a smile, then yawns. "Guess I better go to bed. See you in the morning." The dark elf says as she gets up. I'll just check on Hurley and Lyssa quick, just in case. Vi'lea decides as she climbs up the stairs to the second floor.
As you ascend the stairs you hear a soft woman's voice from one of the rooms. You get closer to the door to Hurley's room and you hear gasping coming from inside. Like a woman trying and failing to keep completely quiet as she moans with pleasure. There is also a rhythmic thumping sound against the wall.
Silvan makes his way over to her, shedding his cloak and shirt effortlessly. When he reaches her, he again gropes her firm little ass and gives a gentle slap. His other hand works on his pants, lowering them and pulling the collar out of the pocket enough so he could easily access it. While the collar wasn't necessary to tame her, it would help him imprint his role of dominant master over her. He kicked his pants and underwear aside a bit and brought his now free hand to cup her pussy. He gently began to rub and tease her, wanting to make sure she was ready before his cock invaded her depths. The hand that had been on her ass moved up and gently pulled her tail teasingly before running up it to check how sensitive it was. "I like this game," he told her.
Andreas flashed his eyes open, craning over to the door. Though rhapsodic, it sliced through his consciousness like a broadsword. A swipe of his hand brought the lantern to life again and he gathered his clothes. The door thundered to allow him to pass, and his ears trained onto Hurley's room. Is that... Lyssa? He creeps to the door and applies a gentle pressure, hoping its own weight causes it to swing open. A presence begins to stir in the air nearby. Someone else was coming. He squints in the darkness of the corridor. "Vi'lea?"
Her ass is small but lusciously round and warm beneath your touch. Her quim is even more intensely hot, the velvet slick with her nectar. She squirms her ass back against you, wiggle her hips from side to side and moaning as you stroke the hot furrow of her cunt. You catch her twitching tail and give it a tug hard enough to lift her up to her tip-toes. She yowls with surprise and giggles as you set her back down. "Mmmmmmmm," she purrs, rubbing her sex against your cupping fingers. Her golden eyes seems to glow in the darkness. Despite her disarming cuteness, you are reminded that she is a fiend with powers of her own.
The door opens just enough that you can see movement on the bed. Pale flesh, rising and falling. If you open the door a bit wider you might be able to see even more.
She seems to like Silvan's playfulness, but he know that without taming, she is still a danger. He would have to press the advantage while he have it. He would have to force her off balance and then seize the opportunity. To do so, he began to slide a finger into that molten hot pussy and gently pump her for a few moments. Once he was certain she was enjoying herself, he made his move. He again used the hand on her tail to lift her ass higher and in one swift movement, removed his hand, but plunged his hard cock into her depths! The hand he had taken from her pussy moved to her hips to aid in keeping her lifted and off balance. As long as she was on her tip toes, it would be more difficult for her to brace for a movement.
Vi’lea just nods at Andreas as she moves closer. When the door opens slightly she stands behind him and looks over his shoulder. Quietly she signals him to open the door some more.
He nodded in reply. More pressure to the door made it swing further, and despite unloading himself into Winona a few hours earlier, Andreas felt his cock throb to life at the prospect of voyeurism. (OOC: Sorry moonblack, replied at the moment you did, lol. Quick edits!)
Riekan watches Vi'lea leave with a small smile. "There goes another fine woman." He whispers, wondering if he should wait longer for young Pepper or go upstairs to his own room. He ends up deciding to wait for the feisty fire-haired girl.
You pump your finger past her tender folds and into her hot channel. She is as tight as a true virgin, though your finger encounters no maidenhead as you pump it in and out of her quim. She whines with bliss from your practiced fingering and lifts her tail high again. You take hold, lifting her and skewering her sex on your hard cock. She tenses and clenches around your hardness. "Mmmmmaaaooooo!" she yowls, thrusting back onto you and filling her tightness with your cock. She tries to turn and paw at your hand holding her tail. She begins to contort her body more than a human would be able and she tries to pry your fingers loose from her tail as you hammer your cock into her quim. Her nails are small, but surprisingly sharp and prick at your fingers. She whines, "Let me go!"
The two of you bunch together, Andreas in the front and Vi'lea pressed against his back as you push the door open a bit wider. You are treated to the sight of Lyssa's naked body, an exquisite mixture of flawless, pale flesh and pink scars on her back and shoulders. Though quite slender, her breasts are ample, two pert fruits capped with puffy areolas and very pale pink nipples. Her back is to you and her perfect buttocks tense and release as she works her hips and rides atop the green-skinned orc. You can't tell if he is conscious, but one big, green hand rests on her hip. At this angle you can see his huge orc cock stretching her sex, pulling at and glistening with her juices as she heaves up and down and knocks the bed lightly against the wall. You can smell the rich perfume of sex in the air.
You do not have to wait much longer. The door opens just a crack. A bit wider and a familiar freckled face pokes into the common area. Her crimson hair is pulled back from her face in a tight braid. She creeps into the room silently and you are surprised to see she is wearing form-fitting leathers, steel-toed boots, and carrying a well made travel pack. With the thunder gun slung over her shoulder, she is a far cry from the teenage runaway you expected. "Have you been waiting up for me?" she says and drops down onto the chair beside you.
Andreas's cock becomes a rod of Illyrian steel watching the scene. Saliva pooled in his mouth, her graceful back arching and undulating on Hurley's thick tool. Occasionally, a glance of her breasts causes Andreas to grunt. Her scent ground into his nostrils. Winona be damned, nothing beats the perfect form of an elven woman. And it also wasn't helping that another pressed into his back with her ampleness, and despite her orientation, his body just became very hot. "Well..." he croaked, trying to be as polite and respectful as humanly possible, which was never much. "He seems to be recovering nicely..."
