Dikki was hungry, tired, and very, very grumpy. One wrong turn was all it had taken for her to become hopelessly lost in these stupid woods, and even though she was trying her best to find a way out, it felt like trees just kept coming out of nowhere! She sighed, and heavily sat down on a nearby stump, muttering a few goblin swears under her breath as she rummaged around her empty travel sack.
Correction, almost empty. There was a small pouch of dried fruit which Dikki ravenously gobbled up, and of course, her special golden dildo, Cuntslayer, which she had brought along in favor of more food. A fleeting, regretful thought flashed through Dikki’s mind— maybe she should have listened to her dada and brought the food instead —but she quickly dismissed it. She could find food anywhere, she wasn’t going to find another Cuntslayer just lying around.
A light rumble in her tummy reminded her that she hadn’t exactly done the best job of foraging for supplies, though. She hugged her stomach, and wistfully stared at her bag, checking again to see if she’d missed a parcel or two.
There was nothing, of course. Just Cuntslayer. Which was useless… well, actually…
Dikki slid her dildo out of her bag with a lusty lick of her lips. She’d been walking around all day, and the sun was starting to hang low in the sky— she deserved a little break for all of her hard work tramping around this dumb idiot forest, didn’t she?
Yes… the more she thought about it (which wasn’t much) the better the idea sounded. A little fun, before she went digging around in the dirt for mushrooms and bugs to stave off hunger for the night sounded perfect!
With her mind made up, Dikki brought Cuntslayer up to her face. Her plump lips parted with a soft gasp, and her lime-green tongue slithered out of her mouth, already glistening with spit as it curled around the tip of her dildo.
Soft moans echoed through the bushes and branches as Dikki fellated her dildo, slathering a copious amount of sticky hot goblin drool all over the well-polished metal glans before spreading her thighs wide and unbuckling her leather skirt. Her moist, swollen mound greeted her, and a hot, needy throb echoed inside of Dikki’s stomach as she slowly lowered Cuntslayer towards her glistening pussy…
But before she could vanquish herself with it, a thunderous crash knocked her out of her horny reverie! She yelped and jumped to her feet as a cacophony of shattering branches and rustling foliage reverberated around the forest, panting heavily as she hurriedly unsheathed her sword. Her skirt lay forgotten at her feet, and she leapt over her fallen dildo as a hulking figure emerged from the undergrowth.
An enormous crocodilian man stomped out into sight, his teeth gleaming through his snout. He narrowed his beady eyes when he saw Dikki brandishing her sword, and growl, deep and low, and he raised his khopeshes as he took a step forward. “Who the hell are you?” He gruffed.
He lost it when Dikki stuck out her tongue at him, scowling as he brandished his swords at her. “Don’t test me, you goblin whore!”
“Dikki not whore! Dikki princess!” Dikki shouted back, outraged. She tightened her stubby little fingers around the hilt of her bastard sword, preparing to cut down the overgrown lizard—
Another loud rustle, followed by a groaning creak and a muted, shuddering thump made both Dikki and the crocodilian man look up. They stared in the direction of the sound, their quarrel temporarily forgotten as two more shadows lurched out of the undergrowth!
Next to the crocodilian, a patch of tangled brambles suddenly unwinded and slithered opened, allowing a small, androgynous elf to stumble through. They squeaked in terror when they saw Dikki and the crocodilian, and hastily covered themselves as their translucent robe fluttered around their ankles.
On the other side, behind Dikki, another enormous reptilian silhouette slunk out of the shadows, unfurling into a huge— even bigger than the crocodilian —lamia, with no arms, and her hair a mess. She towered over everyone else, nearly triple Dikki’s height, and her tail continued to slither out of the woods for another few seconds even after she froze in place.
There was a tense, standoffish silence, before all hell broke loose.
“Thieves, huh!?” The crocodilian man exclaimed, brandishing his khopeshes again, this time pointing them towards Dikki and the snake woman.
“Dikki not thief!!!!” Dikki screamed in return, angrily baring her fangs.
The lamia nervously hissed, her shoulders flexing through her robes as a ghostly wisp of bluish-gray magic swirled around her torso like a ribbon being drawn in a circle. “I’m not a thief! I don’t even have arms to steal things with!”
“Then why did you try to ambush me with that little slut goblin!?” The crocodilian man yelled back.
“Dikki not slut!!!”
“I don’t even know her!”
Both Dikki and the lamia yelled in tandem, bristling furiously.
“You’re the one raising your sword at me!” The lamia complained, narrowing her slitted eyes. “Seems like you’re the thief!”
“Dikki do nothing wrong! Ugly lizard man do all the bad stuff!” Dikki scowled, stamping her foot against the ground.
The crocodilian just scoffed, narrowing his beady eyes as his reptilian talons tightened around the hilts of his curved swords. “I don’t need to steal things, I’m not a fucking lowlife.”
He sharply snapped his snout shut with a loud pop, and snorted through his nose. “ You two are shitty thieves, can’t even lie right. Come on, I’m right here, fucking try something, huh? Use your swords, not your words! You wanted a piece of me, right? So come and fucking get it!”
“For the last fucking time! I’m! Not! A! Thief!” The lamia howled, smacking her impressively scaled tail against the forest floor. She glanced down at Dikki, a brief look of confusion dancing across her face when she saw Dikki’s half-naked body before she steeled her expression again. “And how could you think something a third your size is a thief?”
“Hey!” Dikki snapped, swiveling her head towards the lamia with a frustrated pout. “Why snake lady care what size Dikki is???”
“I-I didn’t mean it like that!” The lamia stuttered, nervously inching away from Dikki when the latter glowered at her.
Dikki huffed, and jabbed her finger towards the lamia. “Dikki princess! Dikki demand—”
“By Jinghwe’s grace, will you all please just be quiet!” The elf finally spoke up, interrupting Dikki before she could go on a rant. They blushed when everyone’s eyes settled on them, and nervously shivered, blowing out a shaky breath as they hastily backtracked. “I-I-I simply mean to s-say, n-none of us have an i-iota of pr-proof about the other’s a-accusations…”
The elf gulped when the other kithes stared daggers at them, slinking back against the brambles as they anxiously blinked. “I-I’m just saying… why don’t we all just calm down?”
Dikki, the crocodilian, and the lamia’s narrowed eyes softened when the elf’s sibilant words cooled the anger in their minds. Their shoulders slumped as their tense muscles relaxed, and they slowly lowered their weapons as the elf blew out a sigh of relief.
“There we go…” The elf murmured, looking a tad guilty— but mostly relieved that the strangers they’d just met weren’t trying to kill each other anymore. “I think we all got off on the wrong foot… and er, tail, I suppose.”
They gave the lamia a sheepish glance, before turning their attention back to the group. “I’m Hua, I was just trying to navigate these woods when I stumbled upon the three of you. It’s a good thing I did, you could have done some serious damage to each other… I suppose this is just Jinghwe’s way of guiding me along, eh?”
The elf cracked a wry smile, which was met with confused looks from the other three adventurers. Looking a little disheartened, the elf wet their lips and dug the end of their staff into the ground— the pacifying spell they’d used was wearing off… “A-Ah! Forgive my manners, what are your names?”
“Dikki…” Dikki mumbled, her eyes still blank and faraway.
“Leikiya.” The lamia hissed, wagging the end of her tail as she slowly settled into her coils.
“Zultrak.” The crocodilian huffed, bringing a hand up to his forehead with a wince. “What… What the hell did you do to me, elf?”
Hua nervously shivered— they didn’t like the tone that Zultrak was taking. “Just a simple calming spell!”
“Mmm.” Zultrak gruffed. “Whatever it was, my head feels a lot better. Good job, tree lover.”
Hua blushed an indignant, tomato-red, but just bit their tongue. “Th-Thank you…”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t worry about it.” Zultrak brushed them aside as he stared at Dikki and Leikiya. “You two. Next time, don’t sneak up on people, yeah? Trying to pick a fight for no reason’s only gonna get you pretty ladies killed, you hear?”
Leikiya rolled her eyes. “Right. I’ll keep that in mind, Zeltruk.”
“Zultrak.” Zultrak scowled and smacked his tail against the ground. “Fucking say it right.”
“Fine, Zultrak.” Leikiya huffed.
Hua tightened their fingers around their staff with a meek whimper. “Please d-don’t fight again…”
As the other three kithes talked amongst themselves, Dikki shook her head like a wet dog and slowly sheathed her sword into its scabbard. She hurriedly snatched Cuntslayer off the ground and stuffed it back into her bag, before a loud, gurgly grumble from her belly shattered the soft chatter drifting through the air.
Hua, Leikiya, and Zultrak stared at her, until she cocked an eyebrow and stared back, looking offended. “What? Dikki hungry! Dikki not eat all day and then when Dikki try play with cunt Dikki get inter… int.. er… in-ter-rupt-ted by everybody!” She finished, with a cute little huff of indignation.
A small smirk crossed Zultrak’s snout as he eyed Dikki’s still leaking pussy. “Yes, we can see that… Kehahah~.”
Neither Leikiya nor Hua paid attention to Zultrak’s remark, though. Leikiya rubbed her stomach— now that Dikki mentioned it, she did feel a little hungry… “Syalla. I want some food too…”
“We’ll hunt, then.” Zultrak growled. “Plenty of tasty doe in this forest.”
“N-No!” Hua was quick to interrupt. “No hunting! There’s a tavern nearby, there’s no need for that!”
“Tavern?” Dikki quizzically cocked her head. “Dikki not know that word.”
“It’s a place to eat and drink.” Leikiya murmured as she used her tail to nudge Dikki’s skirt back towards her. “And there’s a tavern here? Where? I didn’t see any smoke…”
“Who the fuck cares where it is? Either it’s here, or it’s not!” Zultrak snapped. “Lead us there, elf! I want some steak for dinner!”
“Ooooh, Dikki want steak too!” Dikki cheerfully tacked on, hastily tying her skirt around her waist as she hoisted her bag over her shoulder.
Hua sighed. “Barbarous. But fine. Come along…”
“Steak!” Dikki excitedly perked up when she caught whiff of roasting meat and sizzling butter on the wind, brightening up for the first time since they’d set out towards the tavern almost an hour ago. Even the lengthening shadows and distant howls couldn’t dampen her mood, now that food was near! She rubbed her hands together with a greedy little smirk as the lights of a small village came into view, and tightened her thighs around Leikiya’s neck, giggling when Leikiya hissed and blushed.
She’d stuck onto the lamia like a little green barnacle after only five minutes of walking— which was a smart idea, for her, at least. For Leikiya, it meant being plagued by constant chattering and a hot, humid warmth against the back of her neck— though she didn’t seem to care very much about Dikki using her as a steed.
“Hey, Leilei~. Go faster! Dikki say so!” Dikki grinned as she kicked her heels against Leikiya’s shoulders.
Leikiya nodded and slithered ahead of the group, leading Hua to sigh and Zultrak to scoff.
“Wonder if she’s an escaped slave…” Hua murmured to themselves, shaking their head as Leikiya and Dikki rushed towards the village gates. “She does seem really eager to please…”
“Well, I wonder if she’ll please me later, kehahaha!” Zultrak cackled, gnashing his teeth together with a self-satisfied, smug rumble. He snickered when Hua shot him a disgusted look, and licked his lips as he leered at them in return. “Or maybe I’ll get you to do it instead~?”
“Absolutely n-not!” Hua fired back, leaning away from Zultrak. “Don’t even suggest such a thing, you… y-you uncouth philanderer!”
“Don’t know what that is, but thank you~.” Zultrak grinned. He snickered to himself when Hua let out an aggrieved sigh, and scooped them up into his arms with a single, smooth motion. “As thanks, let me help you catch up to them~.”
“Put me DOWN!” Hua shrieked— but it was already too late, Zultrak was sprinting ahead at full speed! Their unhappy yells cut in and out as they were roughly bounced and jostled around, and their arms angrily flailed around as they tried to smack some sense into Zultrak.
Zultrak’s scaly, iron-hard skin easily fended off every assault from Hua’s delicate fists, though, and the only thing they’d managed to do by the time he caught up with Dikki and Leikiya was to scratch up the side of their hands a bit. They wrenched themselves away from Zultrak when he finally came to a stop next to the other two adventurers, de-tangling themselves with a fuming huff.
“What is WRONG with you!?” Hua squealed as they brushed out the wrinkles in their robes.
“All I need is a thank you, elf.” Zultrak sarcastically scoffed. “Thought you tree folk had better manners than that, but I guess I was wrong, huh?”
Hua bristled— then hurriedly took a few deep breaths to calm themselves down. They would NOT let an idiot like Zultrak get under their skin. No. They were better than that, just a few more minutes, then they could get away from him, and the other two philistines, and get back to more important things.
With a disappointed glare, they turned their attention away from the crocodilian, and looked instead towards the pair of guards Dikki was trying to argue with.
“Helmet man let Dikki in! Dikki—”
“Yes, yes, we know. Dikki princess.” The guard on the left griped, rolling his eyes. He was of average build, with a stubbly beard and curly brown hair, like a classic image of a roman legionnaire.
His partner, on the right, who apart from a slightly brighter shade of blue for his eyes, looked all but the same, was a tiny bit more forgiving. “I’m dearly sorry, princess, but you aren’t allowed. Ok?”
“NOT ok!” Dikki complained, crossing her arms with an angry pout.
“Well…” The right guard sighed, then brightened up a little when he caught sight of Hua. “Oh! Hua, perfect timing, this goblin and her lamia companion are giving us a bit of trouble. You don’t think you could, er, persuade them to leave…?”
Hua sighed. “The goblin is presently accompanying me.”
“She’s… what?” Puzzled, the left guard furrowed his eyebrows.
“With me, yes.” Hua reaffirmed. “But she isn’t violent. I doubt she could cause any harm beyond a few broken glasses, and besides, she seems more interested in… other things.” She finished with a hot blush.
“And the other two…?” The left guard asked, suspiciously checking out Leikiya and Zultrak.
“Also with me.” Hua simply stated. “They need a place to rest for the night, and a meal, and they don’t have any intention of stirring up trouble— I’m sure Martuvis will appreciate the business. May we?”
The guards raised their eyebrows, but didn’t argue any further— they just set their spears down and gestured for Hua to go through the gate… though not without a few more furtive glances at the company following her in. They continued to stare, even after they had all walked past, before giving each other a pair of incredulous looks and returning their attention to their stations.
Hua, despite not seeing the guards’ glances, still had a fiery crimson blush on their face. They silently forged ahead of Dikki, Leikiya, and Zultrak, refusing to look at them as they busied themselves with making it to the tavern. Oh, the humiliation of dragging along these utter misfits… they were beginning to regret their earlier choice to bring them along.
Luckily for them, it wasn’t far from the village entrance, and only about a few dozen paces later, Hua was inside the torchlit, booze-and-meat scented room, along with their traveling partners, who rushed to a table to seat themselves. Hua watched them run off, shaking their head at their complete lack of decorum— then jumped a solid inch off the ground when a slender hand came to rest on their shoulder.
A shaky, relieved huff squeezed past their lips when they saw that it was just Martivus, the tavernkeep. He was a bit on the shorter side, though still a head taller than Hua, and his short-cut, greying hair betrayed his years. Still, despite the presence of a few wrinkles, he didn’t look half bad— and his physique was still very pleasant, with the kind of musculature a man a decade younger might have.
“Y-You really must break that unfortunate habit of sneaking about…” Hua whimpered, holding their chest. They tightened their hands around their staff, knees trembling as they stared up at Martuvis.
“Old habits die hard, little lady.” Martuvis shrugged, ignoring Hua’s soft protest. “Anyway. Did you get that job done?”
Hua blanched, and they nervously shook their head. “W-Well, y-you must understand, I-I-I did attempt to—”
They squeaked and went quiet when Martuvis waved his hand, lowering their head with a worried bite of their lips.
“Attempt isn’t the same as did, I’m afraid. Attempting doesn’t pay your outstanding bill, does it?” Martuvis asked, waiting for Hua to meekly shake their head no before continuing with his lecture.
“So, let’s see… you owe me a round for breakfast, then another for those herbs you took. Then take away a round for the cleaning you did in the afternoon… add on another round for lunch…” Martuvis held up two fingers, and bent a third. “Add that to the pair of edges you owe me for the week’s room and board and you are deeply in debt, missy.”
Hua’s worried frown melted into a pitiful hangdog look. They whimpered, and shrank into themselves, gulping when Martuvis leaned in. “M-My apologies… e-everything will be m-made right by the n-next morning, I-I-I—”
Martuvis cut them off again. “No. Enough of tomorrow. I don’t have the luxury of an elf’s lifespan. You’re going to pay me back now, or I’ll kick your sorry ass out of my tavern.”
Hua softly sighed, looking downcast. “I-Is there n-nothing that y-you could be persuaded w-with…?”
“Money, or service. Your choice.” Martuvis bluntly answered. A frown crept onto his face when Hua stayed silent, and he impatiently tapped his foot against the wooden floorboards as they wrung their hands together. “Well??”
“S-Service…” Hua murmured, blushing bright red when Martuvis nodded and led them away upstairs…
Meanwhile, the other three adventurers had found themselves a table, and the food and ale they’d ordered from one of the more matronly barmaids had completely erased any thoughts they might have had about Hua’s whereabouts.
Dikki wiped her greasy lips with the back of her hand as she horked down a huge chunk of rare steak, and rubbed her belly with her oily hands as she reached for another. “Tasty!!! Humies big and dumb but humie food soooo good, mmmmm~!”
Zultrak’s table manners weren’t much better— while his hands were clean, it was only because he wasn’t using them. Instead, he was shoving his snout against his plate and snapping up pork chop after pork chop, making a mess all over his face as he hungrily wolfed down his dinner. He didn’t even bother talking, he just snarled, huffed, groaned, and gulped down his food.
Leikiya, on the other hand, was a little more restrained. Her fork and knife were unattended, of course— but she was levitating her meal in front of her mouth and daintily nibbling bites of beef off her roast instead of ravaging it like her companions. She let her half-eaten food drift down to her plate once her mouth was full, and idly licked her lips as she stared around the tavern, wide-eyed and curious. “This is really good…” She murmured to herself, before swallowing the meat in her mouth.
“Course it is!” Zultrak surfaced from his meal long enough to harshly bark at Leikiya. “What, you think beef could taste bad?”
“I don’t know!” Leikiya shot back, sounding offended. “I’m not familiar, ok?”
“How??” Dikki chimed in. “Leilei never eat steak before??”
“Nope.” Leikiya shrugged. “I’m from Xicalcharena—”
“The jungle, or the desert?” Zultrak intruded, narrowing his beady black eyes.
“The desert…?” Leikiya answered, a little confused by Zultrak’s sudden outburst. “Does it matter?”
“Mmm…” Zultrak grumbled, his response inaudible. Instead of continuing, however, he took a very generous swig of ale and returned his attention to his dinner.
Dikki took the chance to jump back into the conversation— squinting up at Leikiya as she stuffed her gob full of food, barely bothering to chew it before talking. “What Leilei eat then?”
With a shrug, Leikiya returned Dikki’s inquisitive stare with an interested smile. “Fish, mostly. Fruits, veggies, nuts… goats, sometimes.”
“Goat?” Dikki wrinkled her nose. “Dikki think goats annoying. Dikki not like how goats look at Dikki.”
“They taste very nice, though~.” Leikiya hissed, giggling to herself. “What about you? You definitely know how to eat~.”
With a smug harumph, Dikki puffed out her chest and nodded. “Dikki the best eater! Dikki eat allllllll kinds of stuff!”
“Tell me about it!” Leikiya curiously asked, leaning forward as she levitated her dinner up to her mouth again.
That was all the encouragement Dikki needed to go on a rant about her favorite victuals— she blustered and boasted (and drank and ate galore) as she listed everything she could think of in loving detail. Leikiya and Zultrak listened— not that they really had a choice in the matter —as they ate and drank the rest of their dinner too, chiming in louder and louder as the ale went to their heads and wrapped their minds in a tipsy, heady embrace.
It didn’t take long for them to start bothering the other patrons scattered around the bar, with Zultrak being the primary offender.
“GRAHAHAHA!” His raucous laughter echoed around the walls as he slammed his ale mug against the table, sloshing frothy beer all over the wooden surface. His eyes were slightly bloodshot, and his maw hung open, thick strands of drool connecting both halves of his toothy snout.
A low, deep rumble echoed out of his chest, like the sound of distant thunder. “I like you two! You’re not like that stuffy elf bitch!” Zultrak crowed, his voice full of smug satisfaction. He glared when he saw a few angry scowls being thrown his way, and let his snout slack open to reveal his jagged teeth— as if challenging the villagers to try and say something to him.
None of them did, though— which only galvanized Zultrak to be even louder. He threw his head back with a hearty guffaw and swept Leikiya and Dikki into his arms, grinning down at them drunkenly as they staggered against his chest. “Why don’t you two spend the night with a stud like me, then? I’ll show you the best time of your life, I swear on my honor as a warrior that I’ll conquer your slutty cunts by morning!”
Ignoring the wave of disgusted groans and indignant huffs from his unwilling audience, Zultrak brought his scaly hands down to grope at the girls’ tits. His dark, lustrous talons sank into their tender flesh, eliciting a few excited squeaks and moans from them as they snuggled a little closer to him.
Leikiya curled her tail around Zultrak’s calves, while Dikki smushed her tits against Zultrak’s chest, making a pleased rumble echo out of his throat. He pinched her nipple in response, smirking proudly when she squirmed and snaked a hand down her stomach, towards her crotch.
His hand drifted down as well— but a stern cough made him stop and glance up.
“No fuckin’ in the dining room, ya idgits!” The portly, curvy barmaid that had been serving them earlier angrily smacked her hand against the table to accentuate her point. “Go upstairs! People are eating!”
Zultrak growled, then paused. His retort quietly died in the back of his throat when he saw the muscles bulging beneath the barmaid’s arms, and he quickly got up with a cowed huff.
“Fine.” He grumbled, untangling his legs from Leikiya’s coils, ignoring her drunken giggles. He hoisted Dikki into his arms and held her against his chest like a stuffed animal, then hooked his other arm around Leikiya’s waist as he stalked off towards the staircase…
Hua inwardly sighed as they sank their dainty, moon-pale hands into Martuvis’ back, kneading his stiff, tense shoulders as he let out sighs and gasps of relief, along with a few intermittent, pleasured moans. They weren’t a stranger to helping others, but Martuvis’ firm, broad back and warm, firm skin made focusing on their job much, much harder… and it was growing harder and harder to keep the pulsing ache between their thighs contained.
But this was still much better than scrubbing down the kitchen, or dancing for Martuvis’ entertainment, or— Jinghwe forbid —sweeping out the stables. Hua shuddered, and quickly forced the memory out of their head. Nothing would ever make them consider that option again.
With a final knead, Hua lifted their hands away and wiped their brow. “All done. Does that feel better, sir?”
Martuvis groaned, and slowly pushed himself off of his bed, flipping over to reveal his very erect cock. “One more, Hua.”
“Y-Yes sir.” Trembling, Hua lowered themselves onto their knees, and gulped. Martuvis’ cock wasn’t enormous, but it was still a decent size. The back of Hua’s throat tingled as they slowly stretched their fingers around Martuvis’ shaft, and with a light, nervous cough, they got to work, running their slender digits around the tavern keeper's cock.
Light little strokes soon turned into long, firm pumps as Martuvis’ encouraging grunts and groans drifted into the air, and runny, faintly milky precum began to coat Martuvis’ tip as the veins running across his girth like fault lines needily throbbed against Hua’s hands.
Martuvis leaned his head back with a drawn-out exhale as he dug his palms into his bed to steady himself, thrusting his cock forward, just a bit. “Just like that, Hua. Fuck, you’re good at this…”
Hua pursed their lips, unsure how to feel about the “compliment” they’d just received. But mostly, they just didn’t trust themselves to not let their breathless panting join Martuvis’ pleasured groans. Gulping, they tried to stare at something besides the twitching, glistening cock held between their hands— but nothing was safe.
Martuvis’ chest made Hua’s crotch ache even more, the look on his face just made them feel hot and woozy, and the sight of his toned thighs flexing with each stroke was just too much for Hua to bear. With a quiet, almost-stifled moan, they clenched their thighs together and closed their eyes— still stroking —trying to ignore the tent rising in their robes, and the dark, wet splotch slowly staining that little raised lump.
“A-Are you almost done, sir?” Hua trembled as they started to pump their hands faster, their cheeks as red as cayenne peppers.
Martuvis huffed, and cleared his throat. “You’ll know when I’m done. Don’t talk, just let me… enjoy this…” He gruffed, before closing his eyes again.
A frustrated whine nearly made it past Hua’s lips before they bit it back and just kept stroking. The smell was starting to seep into their nose— a little cloying, sharp, with a warm, rich undertone that lingered behind and stuck to the inside of Hua’s nose.
Every sniff Hua took made the fire in their belly roar a little hotter, and combined with the hot, veiny shaft throbbing away between their palms, and the bursts of white-hot pleasure shooting into their crotch every time their robes brushed against their bits, Hua was burning up with guilty, unwanted (but oh-so-delicious) arousal.
“Haaaahhh…” They moaned, squirming as Martuvis’ cock bucked against their hands. Their robes were a mess, sticky, wet, and stained through, and their head was even more of a wreck— it woozily swayed between hungry lust and shaky abstinence.
“Jinghwe… save me…” Hua whimpered, closing their eyes. Martuvis looked, and smelled, and felt so, so, so good, but they couldn’t let that get to them, it wasn’t right, they shouldn’t indulge, it was sin, sin, SIN!
Wonderfully girthy sin! Hua shuddered as their willpower began to buckle— it wasn’t as if indulgence was against their creed… and maybe Martuvis would let her stay a few extra days if they just—
“Eeeek!”
Hua squeaked when a hot, creamy load splattered against their face, streaking it with gooey, gravy-like ropes of fresh, syrupy spunk! That was more than enough to snap them out of their horny daze, and with a scandalized whine, they leapt to their feet and angrily wiped their face off— not caring that the tent they were pitching in their robes was twitching and throbbing on full display.
“MARTUVIS!” Hua yelled, shaking strands of cum off their hands with a disgusted wince. “I agreed to give you a massage, n-not to be a dirty whore for you to conduct your business on!”
Martuvis winced, looking shamefaced… though the sincerity of his apologetic look was heavily muddled by the lingering daze of his orgasm. “Mmmm… sorry, Hua. Couldn’t help it, you’re just so pretty…”
“B-Be that as it may, you still have no right to s-soil me like this!” Hua complained, sputtering when a bitter drop leaked into their mouth. “I-I’ve had enough! I’m going back to my room!”
“Wait—” Martuvis huffed, holding out his hand, only for Hua to storm out and slam the door behind themselves before he could finish. With a groan, he slumped back onto his bed, and closed his eyes— resolving to enjoy the rest of his orgasm before worrying about Hua.
But it didn’t take long for the warmth of his crotch and the fuzziness in his head to lull him to sleep…
Hua splashed another ladleful of icy water against their face, and wearily sighed. They wiped away the hair that had gotten stuck to their damp, sodden face, and waited for the water to still so they could check their reflection. This was the fifth time they’d washed their face by now, but still, they couldn’t help but feel a little dirty…
The soft chirping of insects rose to a crescendo as the rainwater finally settled, and a light gust of wind made Hua shiver as they peered into the barrel. Their reflection swam in the dark, moonlit water, their pale skin shimmering like polished silver as it broke in and out of focus.
Hmm. Clean, as far as they could tell— but the tacky sensation of sperm still lingered on her face. Hua blushed when they remembered how violent Martuvis’ ejaculate had been, unsuccessfully trying to shut out the memory of how hot and gooey it had been when it basted their face.
They clenched their teeth as they threw the memory out of their mind, and tossed the ladle back into the barrel, where it landed with a muted splash. Looking miffed, Hua smoothed out their rumpled robes and set the cover back on top of the barrel, before slipping back inside through the back kitchen door.
The kitchen was dark and empty, but still slightly warm, with the faint smell of smoke and spice in the air— service had just finished for the night, and the fires hadn’t completely cooled down.
Hua’s stomach grumbled as the aroma of meat lazily drifted through the kitchen, but they forced down the tightness in their belly as they resolutely strolled past the smoldering coals. The main dining floor of the tavern was mostly deserted as well— a few barmaids were chattering away in a corner, mopping up a puddle of spilled wine, but they paid Hua no mind as they tiptoed up the stairs.
Hua was thankful for that.They’d had more than enough interaction for today, the only thing she wanted to do was to curl up in her bed and tuck herself into a nest of cool linen blankets and cotton sheets, and she hurriedly raced down the hallway towards her room to do just that.
But fate had different ideas for them. Hua walked into their room— only to be hit with the powerfully musky stench of sex and a chorus of pleasured moans and roars!
Hua’s jaw dropped. Their brain stalled for a few seconds as it desperately tried to make sense of what it was seeing, but the scene in front of them was just so garishly lewd that all Hua could do was stare— every single one of their scandalized shouts just shriveled up and died in their throat.
Zultrak was having sex with Leikiya and Dikki! In their room, no less! Hua watched, dumbstruck, as Leikiya’s coils passionately writhed against Zultrak’s scales with a dry, slithering rustle, squeaking when she saw Zultrak’s cock pounding away at Leikiya’s shuddering tail.
It felt like Leikiya should have been in charge, she had Zultrak pinned between her coils, and every gleeful buck of her hips made the bed creak beneath her weight. But Zultrak was manhandling her, thrusting away with wild abandon, smacking his tail against hers as she soaked his hips with her juices!
Every squelch, every splurt, every squick made Hua’s ears burn, and that was only from seeing what Leikiya was doing. Dikki, meanwhile, was…
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck Dikki harder! HARDER!”
Hua didn’t even want to look, but they kept staring, horrified yet entranced. Dikki was riding Leikiya’s face— and being eagerly tongued by the lamia as well, if the little flashes of pink were anything to go by —and she was having her tits fondled by Zultrak!
She was bouncing up and down, grinding her plump ass against Leikiya's head as her sopping wet labia glazed Leikiya’s face with glistening, gooey juices. And the sounds— Hua felt like they were about to pass out from shame!
Dikki’s desperate, filthy moans echoed through the room and down the hall as Zultrak’s talons sank into her meaty breasts, and as Dikki threw her head back and wailed with pleasure, her eyes met Hua’s…
It took a second for Hua’s visage to penetrate the thick wall of lust surrounding Dikki’s mind, but once it did, Dikki’s eyes lit up and a manic smirk flooded her face.
“HuaaaaaAAaAaAAAahhhh!!!!”
Her excited yell slipped upwards into an orgasmic wail as Leikiya’s tongue brought her to climax! Her hips bucked as a fountain of glittering femcum sprayed out of her cunt like a torrent of water being loosed from an archmage’s wand, and it sprayed everywhere, speckling both Leikiya and Zultrak with shiny beads of goblin squirt!
Dikki continued to buck her hips as the lust-drunk gleam in her eye intensified, and she brought Zultrak into a deep, sloppy kiss, all thoughts of Hua forgotten as she twirled her tongue around Zultrak’s.
Hua fainted. Their eyes rolled up into their head and they slumped against the door, slamming it shut as they crumpled into a limp, unconscious heap on the ground. But despite the commotion, the other three adventurers paid Hua no mind; all they were concerned with was each other’s bits.
It would be a long, sleepless, orgasm-filled night for all of them but Hua… though her night wouldn’t be anymore restful…
Dikki groaned as the morning sun streamed into her eyes, gently stirring against the soaked fabric swaddling her frame as she reached up to cover her face. She’d fallen asleep last night sometime after her… fifteenth orgasm? Sixteenth? She didn’t know, numbers were boring and she couldn’t focus on stupid math when she was being dicked down by that awesomely hung crocodile man. Zul-something.
She shrugged, and slowly rolled out of the sodden sheets before taking a moment to admire the mess they’d made. Juices everywhere, the bedroom was wetter than a brothel whore and would probably stay smelling like sex for a good week or so. Dikki proudly smirked, and dusted off her hands as her companions began to stir as well.
Zultrak was slumped chest-down against the sheets, with his tail draped over the bed, while Leikiya was curled around the bed, with just her upper body resting on top. They both moaned as the sun warmed their scales, and very sluggishly blinked as their blood warmed.
“Oh, goddess…” Leikiya mumbled as she shakily slithered out of the ruined blankets, squirming when the slick fabric stuck to her scales. “I-I never expected…”
She trailed off, nervously licking her lips as she covered her chest with the end of her tail, looking torn between embarrassment and delight.
Zultrak, however, didn’t have any mental dilemma. He just smirked as he straightened up, giving Leikiya a knowing wink before sauntering over to Dikki and giving her an affectionate pat on the head. “You two are such good girls~.”
Dikki eagerly squirmed, while Leikiya’s cheeks pinkened.
Zultrak grinned, then heartily laughed when Dikki’s slender fingers tickled the base of his cock. “Someone wants to be a very good girl, huh?”
He chuckled when Dikki nodded, and let her fumble around with his half-erect shaft before he swatted her hand away, ignoring her disappointed pout as he cracked his knuckles and smirked.
“Maybe later. Breakfast first.” He leered at Dikki. “I can’t be spoiling you, now, can I?”
He brushed Dikki off, huffing when she clung to his leg. He tried to shake her off— but when she clung on, determined, he reached down and gave her tits a quick squeeze.
That was exactly what Dikki wanted, and with a low, satisfied moan, she let go of Zultrak’s leg. She stuck a hand between her thighs as Zultrak wandered off towards the messy pile of discarded clothes and equipment that they’d tossed everything into last night, and idly fingered herself as she watched Zultrak get changed.
Leikiya, meanwhile, was slowly untangling her coils from around the bed. She wasn’t fully awake, but stuck warming up as the sun gradually released her from the cold-blooded torpor she’d slipped into overnight. She had her eye on Zultrak too— and through half-lidded eyes, she (and Dikki) watched him slip his muscular legs into his leather battle skirt.
The way his muscles flexed beneath the skin, and how his glutes squeezed and his lats and traps tightened had both women feeling hot and flustered again. Soft, breathy exhales floated around the room as Leikiya and Dikki ogled Zultrak, and a quiet moan burst free from Dikki’s lips when Zultrak straightened up and stretched his neck and arms.
Zultrak glanced over his shoulder, his snout parting with amused delight when he saw the horny stares drilling into his back. He winked, and thumped his tail against the floorboards, before laughing merrily to himself and walking out of the room.
Dikki rushed to follow him downstairs, only for Leikiya to wrap her tail around her waist.
“Hey!” Dikki yelled, her face scrunching up in annoyance. “Let Dikki go!”
“You need clothes.” Leikiya firmly answered. “You can’t go out naked!”
Dikki rolled her eyes as she tried to squirm her way free. “Dikki very sneaky, and Dikki not need clothes anyway! Dikki inside, Dikki not need!”
“R-Really…?” Leikiya loosened her grip, blinking. “Is that true?”
“Very!” Dikki smugly stated, sounding supremely convinced of her bold declaration. “Clothes for outside stuff!”
Leikiya pursed her lips. “But everyone was dressed at dinner…”
“Humies do humie stuff!” Dikki rolled her eyes, easily squirming out of Leikiya’s relaxed coils. She offered her hand, impatiently tapping her foot when Leikiya hesitated. “Dikki never lie to pretty girl like Leilei!”
With a reluctant hiss, Leikiya nudged Dikki’s hand away with her tail. “Can’t I clean up a little first…?”
“Why? Leilei smell like sex!” Giggling to herself, Dikki tried to grab Leikiya’s tail— only for it to wrap around her once again. “HEY!”
“I know! We need a bath!” Leikiya tried to explain, wrestling with Dikki, who was surprisingly strong for her size.
“Bath dumb! Dikki not need!”
Zultrak strode onto the first floor of the tavern, listening to his heavy footfalls as his lidded eyes narrowed with wicked delight. The room was empty, aside from a few of the other later risers— though the remains of a few meals could still be seen on the tables, waiting for a barmaid to buss them away.
But the smell of fresh baked bread and breakfast sausage were still lingering around, which was all Zultrak cared about. He growled in approval, smirking when one of the barmaids yelped and dropped a plate onto the ground.
It had been a while since he’d felt this powerful, and it was every bit as intoxicating as his first taste. He watched the flustered, damp-eyed barmaid hurriedly crouch down to sweep up the mess of pottery shards, and let that feeling of power swirl inside his chest for a few seconds before stalking off.
Feeling a little power (and lust) drunk, Zultrak took a look around the tavern floor, eying each table one by one. He had promised the snake and the goblin that he would give them more attention after breakfast… but it had been a lie. A white lie, a harmless little fib— of course he would let them chase after him as much as they wanted —but he’d already conquered them. Why would he ever waste his time re-conquering them?
Bedding another beautiful woman would be a much better use of his energy. Or a pretty man… so long as he was on top.
But first, he would have to find these pretty kithes… and the selection before Zultrak was bland and depressingly average. Frustrated, Zultrak snorted— and then his eyes brightened and his smirk returned.
A very familiar face was hiding near the back corner of the tavern…
Zultrak slowly crept over, staying out of sight of the blonde-haired figure until he was right behind them, close enough to smell their grassy, floral scent. “Hello, elf~.”
“Eeek!” Hua jolted upright with a terrified squeal. They spun around, eyes dilated and chest heaving, before slowly slumped back into their seat with a whimpering gasp. “D-Don’t… d-do that…”
“Kehaha, such a coward.” An amused chuff from Zultrak was all the response they got.
Still struggling to fill their lungs, Hua scowled and tried to drag themselves back up. “Must you a-always be so unpleasant? I help you, you harass me…”
Zultrak derisively snorted. “Don’t be such a bitch.”
Hua bit back an angry retort, taking a deep breath and slowly blowing it out instead. “If there’s something you need from me, then we can discuss after breakfast. Surely you can afford me the luxury to eat in peace?”
“There definitely is something I want from you…” Zultrak growled, licking his snout as he leered at Hua, who shivered and leaned away from him— much to his delight. “But maybe after breakfast, like you said. All I want to know right now is where you were last night.”
“I-I hardly see why that would be important?” Hua stammered.
Narrowing his beady eyes, Zultrak leaned forward even more, until his face was in Hua’s space. “Of course it’s fucking important. You brought us here, so why didn’t you eat?”
“I had matters to attend to!” Hua protested, blushing bright red. “And I don’t partake in barbarous carnivorism, thank you very much!” Hua crossed their arms with an airy huff. “And seeing as how Leikiya and Dikki ended up with you, I'm quite glad that I didn’t indulge you with my company!”
No sooner had those words left her mouth than their eyes widened and a panicked gasp caught in their throat. Hua quickly lowered their eyes down to the tabletop— but not before seeing a glint of sadistic mirth fill Zultrak’s face.
“Interesting~.” He chuckled to himself as Hua silently ground their teeth together. “I thought I heard something… kehahah. All you have to do is ask, elf.”
Hua tightly pressed their hands against their crotch when the sweet and sour scent of pussy mixed with a hot, coppery pheromone haze wafted across the table. That pestiferous, maddening lizard! How dare they say these words to one of the faithful! How dare they—
“Careful, girlie! It’s hot, hot, hot~.”
A cloud of steam blew into Hua’s face, dispersing the hot, musky rank of sex from their nose as the gentle aroma of spiced porridge took its place instead. Apples, cawfruit, cinnamon, and toasted oats… warm and comforting, and very welcome.
A choked huff clawed its way past Hua’s lips as a wooden spoon thwacked into place beside the bowl, and they forced out an awkward “thank you” as the barmaid moseyed away with a wink and a smile.
Hua was thankful for the distraction— and they eagerly dug into their porridge, ignoring Zultrak when he tried to get their attention again. But ignoring the scattered, scandalized gasps from the other patrons was a lot harder, and Hua instinctively glanced up from their breakfast, wondering what was going on—
“Hiiiiii Hua!!!!”
“Dikki, wait!!!”
Hua spat their porridge back into their bowl when she saw a very naked Dikki streaking towards her, followed by an equally naked Leikiya. Their jaw dropped, and for a few seconds, it felt like the world had slowed around them— Zultrak’s laughs rang out in slow-motion as the shocked yells of the other patrons lazily floated into their ears, muted and bubbly as if underwater.
Hua watched as Dikki’s enormous breasts bounced up and down and her thighs rippled around her fat, puffy cunt. Every single bit of her was jiggling around, it was obscene, it was lewd, it was unbelievably pornographic!
Leikiya wasn’t much better— at least her scales helped, but they did nothing to hide her tummy, or her tits, or her bare, empty shoulders. And that gash of pink flashing between the scales of her upper tail, right below her waist—
WHUMP
A soft, squishy impact brought Hua back up to speed. Their muffled screams could be heard through Dikki’s chest— furious and humiliated —and their hands wildly flailed around as they tried to peel Dikki’s hot, soap-scented body off of theirs.
“Mmmm, Hua warm~.” Dikki dreamily sighed as she massaged her tits around Hua’s head, blind to the flabbergasted stares boring into her and Hua’s frustrated smacks. “Dikki see Hua last night when Dikki fucking!”
With an impish giggle, Dikki tightly locked her legs around Hua’s waist. “Why Hua not join?” She curiously asked.
“Dikki, not so loud—” Leikiya hesitantly began, only to be interrupted by a deep, booming guffaw.
“Kehahahahaha!” Zultrak smacked his hand against the table, shuddering with uncontrollable laughter. “Breakfast and a show! You sluts must really want another taste of my cock, huh?”
He mirthfully shook his head when Dikki perked up and eagerly nodded, holding a hand against his chest as she peeled herself away from Hua and scampered beneath the table. “Mm, good girl~.”
His smirk widened as the sound of rustling leather drifted into the air, and a satisfied growl rumbled out of his chest as Dikki’s honeyed huffs faded out.
Hua just trembled, too overwhelmed to do anything else. They whimpered when Zultrak winked at her, and frantically looked away— only to end up with their face in Leikiya’s chest instead.
They yelped and leaned away, blushing even redder when Leikiya curiously leaned over and slithered onto the seat beside them. Mumbling something about personal space and indecency under their breath, Hua shied away from Leikiya, and firmly stuck her spoon back into her bowl as Leikiya softly hissed.
“Am I doing something wrong…? Dikki said that it was normal to be naked, so, well…”
Hua almost choked on their porridge. They should have known that goblin was behind this! Coughing, they crammed the rest of their mouthful down their throat. “It absolutely is not normal! Why in Jinghwe’s name would you listen to a goblin?”
Leikiya shrugged, her tits wobbling. “I thought I could trust her?”
“You—” Hua narrowed their eyes, wondering if Leikiya was in on… whatever it was Dikki was up to. Humiliating them, no doubt. But Leikiya’s eyes were wide and innocent, and if the blush creeping across her cheeks was any indication, she had been had too…
“Jinghwe give me strength…” Hua muttered, before setting their spoon down. It was getting harder and harder to tune out the soft slurps drifting up from beneath the table… “You should really know better than to listen to a goblin, sunshine. I’m sure you’re much smarter than… that.”
Hua flatly sighed as Zultrak let loose a guttural groan of delight. “Phillistines…”
Blushing, they watched the other patrons leave with scandalized (and even disgusted) looks. “And now they’ve all lumped me in with you lot.” Hua griped, angrily jabbing their spoon back into their bowl.
“What’s wrong with that?” Leikiya pouted, looking hurt. “I thought you liked us?”
“I… well, it’s not like that!” With a flustered cough, Hua took another hurried gulp of food.
“Then what is it like?” Leikiya asked.
Internally, Hua groaned. Wasn’t it obvious? “It’s… complicated.” They huffed.
“How?” Leikiya asked again.
Annoyed, Hua set their spoon down with a loud clack. “May I enjoy my meal in peace, please? It’s bad enough having that debauched lizard at this table, and it’s worse that you and that goblin have no concept of decency! I just want to eat and leave!”
Hua felt bad when she saw the shocked, pained look on Leikiya’s face, but she fought the feeling down with another mouthful and just ignored it. Goddess, these kithes…
“Ahem.”
A loud, irritated cough made Hua look up from their bowl— and they blanched when they saw who it was.
Martuvis was standing behind Zultrak with his arms crossed, glowering, his expression stiff as if holding back a shout. Hua slumped into their seat with a plaintive whimper, shaking their head to try and distance themselves from Zultrak as Martuvis laid a hand on the crocodilian’s shoulder.
Zultrak flinched, and spun around with a loud snarl. “Watch it, human!” He barked, raising his hand to smack Martuvis’ hand away.
But Martuvis just snatched him by the wrist and held him in place, tightening his grip when Zultrak angrily tried to yank his hand back. He gave Zultrak a bored, inquisitive look, as if to ask “Is this really the best you can do?”, then switched his gaze over to Hua.
“These are the kithes that had your word, Hua?” He asked, sounding disappointed.
Hua melted even further into their seat, shamefaced. “Well…”
“Unbelievable.” Martuvis tightly pursed his lips. “Do you have any idea how many edges they’ve cost me already?”
“N-No…” Hua whimpered. They sank even lower when Dikki pulled herself away from Zultrak, the tips of their ears turning a dark purple when a sticky, moist gasp echoed around the empty dining floor.
Martuvis’ eyes narrowed even further when Dikki crawled out from beneath the table, her lips stained with cum and her eyes slightly crossed with pleasure. He frowned when Dikki grinned back, and switched his attention over to Leikiya, who curiously stared back.
Martuvis huffed and looked away. “What have I told you about bringing back strays, Hua? You barely have enough money to cover your debts as is, you can’t afford to take in every ingrate you stumble across!”
“But they were going to kill each other if I didn’t intervene!” Hua whined.
“Then let them! You don’t have the cuts to waste your time on them!” Martuvis fired back, letting go of Zultrak’s wrist with an infuriated scoff. “Worry about yourself!”
Hua bristled. Their pitiful frown turned into a frustrated scowl as they straightened up, and they even jabbed their finger at Martuvis as they fired back, their voice rising in volume to match his. “Forgive me for having morals, then! You may be comfortable with trading cuts for blood, but I certainly am NOT! How DARE you suggest that I leave them to fight each other?”
“Have it your way, missy.” Martuvis shook his head. “Morals don’t pay the bills.”
Hua bit their lip, still red-faced from their outburst. “B-Be that as it may, they still deserve some measure of courtesy!”
“And I still need my cuts, Hua. So…” Martuvis expectantly stared Hua down, matching her indignant scowl with an impassive poker face.
Even as angry as they were, it didn’t take long for Hua to back down. With a discontent sigh, they slumped back into their seat. “Service…”
“Wait.”
To everyone’s surprise (except for Dikki’s, because she was too busy sampling Hua’s porridge to pay attention), Zultrak had butted in. “What’s this all about?”
Martuvis raised an eyebrow. “You and your girls destroyed one of the rooms, and you’ve probably driven away all of my customers for the rest of the day. You’re lucky I haven’t had the guards escort you out.”
“Why is it Hua’s fault, though?” Zultrak gruffed, adjusting the waist of his battle skirt.
“You’re her guests.” Martuvis bluntly answered.
“Can’t we help her out, though?” Leikiya chimed in.
Martuvis shrugged. “Do you have any cuts?”
Leikiya and Zultrak reluctantly shook their heads, awkwardly staring at each other and Hua when Martuvis held out his hands. Leikiya shot Hua a sympathetic look, eyes widening when Martuvis started to walk away. “W-Wait! We can help with Hua’s service, right?”
“Why would you want to do that?” Martuvis spun around, looking confused. “This isn’t your problem anymore.”
Zultrak huffed and got up from his seat. “It would be dishonorable if we didn’t! Isn’t that right, elf?” He turned around and looked down at Hua.
A confused look etched itself into Hua’s face as they shied away from Zultrak, and in a soft, befuddled tone, they meekly replied. “Martuvis is r-right, this r-really isn’t—”
“Shut the fuck up, idiot, you’re not even going to let us fucking help now?” Zultrak rolled his eyes and waved Hua off as he turned back to Martuvis. “So! Tell us what you need, we’ll get it done.”
“Right… first, those two need some clothes.” Rubbing his forehead, Martuvis gestured at Leikiya and Dikki. “Come see me when they’re decent…”
“There’s no one around, but sure, alright, have it your way.” Zultrak scoffed. “Sluts! Go get changed!”
“What!? Dikki still eating breakfast!” Dikki complained, taking her face out of Hua’s bowl. She sulked when Zultrak firmly stared at her, and set the bowl down with a huffy little whine before scampering off along with Leikiya— who was only too happy for an excuse to dart back to their room and get changed.
Zultrak winked at Hua as the girls raced upstairs, and they blushed and buried their face in their hands. They listened to Zultrak’s peals of laughter as they rang out around the room, trying to decide whether to be grateful for the help, or devastated that they’d be spending more time with the same kithes that had gotten them into this mess in the first place…
“That’s more like it.”
Martuvis nodded as Dikki and Leikiya filed into place along with Hua and Zultrak, giving them a quick once over from behind the counter. He tapped his fingers against the countertop as Dikki adjusted her tiara, and cleared his throat once she’d stopped fidgeting.
“I tallied up the cost of your damages while you were busy. One point, two edges, and four rounds. Now normally, that would be about a month’s worth of labor, but split across the four of you, it’s a week each.”
An amused, tongue-in-cheek smirk tugged on the corners of Martuvis’ lips when he saw the aghast look on Dikki’s face. “But, in lieu of that… I could use some restocking. Why don’t we start there?”
“Kehahah!” Zultrak nodded, his snout splitting open into a wide, cheerful smile. “All we have to do is hunt, then?”
“And gather, probably.” Leikiya added. “Dikki, do you think you can handle that?”
“Mhm!” Dikki smugly grinned. “Dikki can!”
She gave Leikiya a cheerful thumbs up, then turned her attention to Martuvis, lowering her voice to a sultry purr as she flirtily winked. “And Dikki also helpful if humie want sexy stuff too~.”
Martuvis huffed, looking amused and also a tiny bit embarrassed. “I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.”
Dikki giggled to herself and shook her chest just for good measure, and slowly licked her lips as Hua— who had been awkwardly standing next to Zultrak, looking anywhere but the rest of the party —mumbled something under their breath.
Whatever it was they said went unheard, however. Zultrak was already moving towards the door, with Leikiya and Dikki obediently falling in line behind him, and they apparently didn’t care to check if Hua was tagging along with them.
Hua tightened their fingers around their staff, wondering if they could get away with staying back. As much as they loathed the idea of tending to Martuvis for an entire day, surely it would be better than trying to babysit those hotheaded kithes?
A look from Martuvis made them reconsider, though. With a timid squeak, they ran out of the tavern, huffing and puffing as they chased after the rest of the party.