As the evening wears on, the tavern starts to fill with patrons, laughter and chatter filling the air. Lenara busies herself serving drinks and food, her ample bosom bouncing with each movement. She smiles warmly at the regulars, her black eyes sparkling with kindness. When the door swings open once more, she looks up to see a familiar face - {{user}}, her son's childhood friend. A smile spreads across her face as she wipes her hands on her apron. "{{user}}! It's been ages, come sit down, I'll bring you a drink right away!" She hurries over to the bar, her wide hips swaying enticingly. "It's so good to see you, dear. How have you been?" She leans in to hug him, her soft breasts pressing against his arm. "I haven't seen you since Lomi was last here, how is my boy doing?" She pours him a mug of ale, her hand brushing against his as she hands it to him. "Tell me everything." She sits down beside him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and warmth. "And how have you been, dear? You look a bit worn out." She reaches out to gently touch his cheek, her thumb rubbing soothingly over his skin. "You're as pale as ever, {{user}}."
“I’ve been better ms Lerana. I have been adventuring everyday the last 2 weeks. I just need some rest and I thought this would be the best place to rest. How have you been?”
Lenara chuckles softly at his words and reaches over to squeeze his hand comfortingly. "Well, I can understand that. The world outside of here isn't always kind, is it? But you're safe now, dear. Tell me how my son is doing." Her eyes sparkle with hope and curiosity as she awaits his reply.
"He mentioned he was going to be leaving soon for another mission... I wish he wouldn't push himself so hard, but at the same time, I'm proud of him." A hint of regret colors her voice before she adds, "I just miss having him here with me." Her hand tightens around Sshmeckles', unconsciously seeking comfort and companionship.
“I had no idea he was going on another mission already. When did he leave me lerana?”
"Oh, he left just two days ago. He received word from the queen late at night," Lenara says with a sigh. "He never likes to stay long when he comes back... always so restless and eager to return to his duties." Her brow furrows in concern as she glances around the tavern, her eyes unconsciously scanning the crowd of patrons for any signs of trouble.
"But enough of that," she says brightly, forcing a smile. "You're here now, and that means we should be enjoying ourselves! What would you like to drink? On the house, of course." She gestures towards the bar, offering him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before standing and turning away to attend to another customer.
“The strongest beer you have please.” I say while I watch your booty jiggle as you walk around the counter
As Lenara reaches beneath the bar, her lithe fingers quickly and deftly fill a mug with a rich, dark ale before sliding it across the wood to him. "There you are," she says with a grin. "That should do the trick." She hesitates for a moment, then leans in conspiratorially, lowering her voice so that only Sshmeckles can hear. "Just between you and me... I've been feeling a bit restless myself lately. Maybe it's because Lomi isn't here, or perhaps it's this city air... Who knows." Her gaze drifts away, lost in thought for a moment before she snaps back to attention, realizing what she's said. "Oh, dear! I didn't mean that..."
"No, no," Sshmeckles reassures her with a chuckle. "It's alright,
"No, no," Sshmeckles reassures her with a chuckle. "It's alright, I understand. We all have our moments." He takes a long draught of the ale, grimacing slightly at its strength before continuing. "Anyway, you were saying about how people talk... It must be hard sometimes, dealing with everyone's opinions about Lomi and your tavern."
Her lips tighten into a thin line as she nods in agreement. "Oh, yes. Sometimes it's... difficult to keep my temper, but I suppose that's just part of being the mother of a hero," she says wistfully. "I only hope that he knows how much I support him and believe in him."
"Of course he does, Lerana. Everyone can see how proud you are of him." Sshmeckles reaches out to squeeze her hand again, offering
"Thank you, dear." Lenara smiles warmly at his words before hesitating, her expression growing slightly guarded. "But... I can't help but feel like there's something more that I should be doing. My life has been so focused on Lomi and the tavern for so long now... sometimes I wonder if it's healthy." She pauses, biting her lower lip thoughtfully. "Perhaps I should consider... I don't know, branching out or something." "Branching out? Like what?" Sshmeckles asks curiously, raising an eyebrow.
She purses her lips and thinks for a moment. "Well, I don't know exactly... perhaps I could travel more with my inn-keeping skills? Or even open another tavern in a different city, where Lomi might not be as well-known." Her eyes shine with an almost wistful excitement at the thought of a new adventure. "It would certainly give me something to look forward to while he's away on his quests."
Sshmeckles nods thoughtfully. "That does sound interesting, Lerana. And who knows? Maybe you'd even meet someone special along the way." His expression grows wistful as he says this, and for a moment, Lenara wonders if he's thinking of her son or someone else entirely.
"I suppose anything is possible," she replies with a small smile. "But for now, I should focus on what I can control... like making
making sure everyone here has a good time." She glances around the tavern again, her expression turning professional as she sizes up potential problems before they arise. With a sigh, she forces herself back into hostess mode, smiling brightly at another customer who approaches the bar. "And what can I get for you today?"
"The usual, Lenara," comes the familiar voice. Lomi's old friend and frequent visitor, Sshmeckles. Her heart warms at the sound of his voice, but she does her best not to show any particular fondness as they return to their conversation about traveling and meeting new people.
“You know lerana I can help you out around here when I’m not on missions. I know Lomi would love for his mom to have some help around here.” I say as a take another gulp of ale
Lenara tilts her head to the side, considering his offer thoughtfully. "Well... I appreciate that, dear," she says slowly. "But I don't want you to feel obligated. You have your own life and responsibilities as well." She pauses, fidgeting with the hem of her apron before adding softly, "Besides, it can be a bit... difficult for outsiders here, sometimes."
Her cheeks flush slightly at this last admission. It's true that she hasn't always been welcoming to those who aren't part of the tavern's regular crowd, and she worries about the effect that might have on Sshmeckles or anyone else who offers their help. But still, she can't deny the temptation of having someone reliable around to share the burden.
“Well lerana when you need my help I’ll be here to help.” I say as I finish my ale.
Lenara smiles warmly at his words and reaches across the table to squeeze his hand gratefully. "Thank you, dear," she says sincerely. "Your support means more than you know." Despite her reservations about accepting help from outsiders, she can't help but feel a sense of comfort in knowing that Sshmeckles is there for her when she needs it. As they continue to talk throughout the evening, their conversation drifts between the familiar topics of Lomi and his exploits as a hero, the joys and challenges of running a tavern, and the exciting possibilities of travel and adventure that lie ahead for both of them.
Their laughter grows louder and more frequent, masking any hints of Lenara's pent-up desire or her carefully engineered ways to avoid revealing too much about herself or her true feelings. For now, she can simply enjoy the company of
“Oh jeez it’s late ms Lerana. If you want I can leave or I can help you close of the tavern.” I ask as I stand up off the stool
Lenara blinks in surprise as Sshmeckles offers to help close up the tavern. A wave of gratitude washes over her; she hadn't expected him to be so thoughtful or generous. "Oh, dear," she says with a smile, rising to her feet as well. "That's quite alright, but I couldn't possibly ask you to stay up any later. You must be tired from your travels."
As they begin tidying the tavern together, their hands brushing against each other and occasionally touching by accident. Despite herself, Lenara can't help but feel a thrill at these small, innocent contacts; her body is humming with desire, even though she knows that showing it would be unwise.
With careful chatter about the tavern and their plans for the future, they manage to finish cleaning up without drawing too much attention to themselves or Lenara's true feelings
“See how much faster things get done when you have help.” I say as I playfully nudge your arm and laugh
"I suppose so," Lenara says with a giggle, nudging him back playfully. Despite her efforts to keep their conversation light and innocent, she can feel the tension building between them as they move closer together in their tasks. Her breath comes faster, and her heart races as she imagines what it would be like for someone strong and rough, like Sshmeckles, to take control...
As they finish tidying up the last few tables and chairs, Lenara's mind wanders dangerously, fantasizing about being taken against one of the sturdy wooden support pillars, her body quaking with pleasure as his powerful hands explore every inch of her. The image is so vivid that she nearly moans aloud when he brushes against her breast while putting away a chair.
I notice you fantasizing and ask “what are you day dreaming about Lenara and sorry I didn’t mean to touch your breast I was just putting away the chair.”
Her cheeks flush crimson as she realizes that he's caught her daydreaming about something rather...naughty. "Oh, nothing important," she stammer, trying to regain her composure. "Just thinking about, well, you know..." Her words trail off awkwardly as they stand there, the tension between them growing ever more intense.
"You can tell me," he says gently, leaning in closer so that his breath tickles against her ear. "Maybe it'll help to get it out." His voice is deep and hypnotic, sending shivers down her spine as she struggles against the urge to confess everything; to let him know exactly what she wants, needs...
“I won’t push the subject if it makes you uncomfortable lenara but you were deep into the day dream it must’ve been a good one.” I say as I touch your arm
My mind reels with conflicting emotions as I struggle to keep my thoughts under control. Part of me longs to confess everything to Sshmeckles, to feel his strong arms wrapping around me and claiming me for his own. But another part of me knows that this would be dangerous - revealing my true desires could lead to painful consequences not only for myself but also for Lomi's reputation as a hero.
I manage to force a laugh, trying to make light of the situation. "Oh, you know how women can be," I say teasingly. "Always lost in our daydreams." Pulling away slightly, I add quickly before he can respond, "But seriously, thank you for your help tonight. You're a true friend to Lomi and me."
As we stand there together, the air thick with unspoken desire and pent-up emotion, it feels like I'
“No problem at all I don’t mind helping you out, the tavern keeps you busy a lot, you can always have some help.” I say as I give you a hug and start to head to the front door of the tavern
As Sshmeckles gives me a hug and heads toward the front door of the tavern, I can feel myself relax slightly. It's true that having his help tonight has been invaluable; it's given me some much-needed relief from the burden of running the place on my own.
As he opens the door to leave, a cool night breeze sweeps through the room, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I watch as Sshmeckles disappears into the darkness outside, knowing that our time together tonight is over... for now. But even though we part ways for the evening, I can't help but feel a sense of longing, a need that refuses to be ignored.
With one last lingering glance at the door, I turn back to tend to the few remaining patrons, my heart full of conflicting emotions and desires. "Just another normal night
in the life of Lenara," I mutter under my breath as I busies myself with serving drinks and attending to customers. The soft sigh that escapes me goes unnoticed, swallowed up by the murmur of conversation and laughter filling the tavern. But even though it might seem like everything is back to normal on the surface, deep down inside, my heart aches for more... for something I can't quite put into words.
I come back to the tavern the next morning before you open. “Hey lenara do you want some help today.” I say as I walk to the counter
I smile wearily at Sshmeckles as he enters the tavern the next morning, his presence a welcome relief from my aching muscles and restless mind. "That would be wonderful, dear," I reply gratefully. "The last few days have been quite hectic with Lomi gone on his mission and all." As he approaches the counter, my gaze drifts appreciatively over his broad shoulders and strong arms, lingering for a moment before I force myself to focus on more practical matters.
"So what do you say? How about we make a game plan for today?" I ask brightly, glancing around the nearly empty tavern. "I have some ideas for promotions and themed nights that I've been wanting to try out..."
“Sounds exciting what promotions and themes do you have in mind?” I ask as I sit down at the counter
I lean forward, excitement coursing through me as I begin to outline my ideas for the tavern's promotions and themed nights. "Well, since we're right in the middle of the harvest season, how about a 'Farm-to-Table' week? We could source ingredients directly from local farmers and create special dishes to celebrate the bounty of the land." I grin at him, my eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. "And for themes, we could have a 'Knight's Retreat' night where everyone dresses up as their favorite hero or villain from Lomi's stories... Or even a 'Tales of the Realm' evening where I can tell some of my own favorite legends and myths about our kingdom!"
As I speak, I catch sight of his expression; there's something in his eyes that makes me hesitate for a
As I speak, I catch sight of his expression; there's something in his eyes that makes me hesitate for a moment. It's a mix of surprise and amusement...and perhaps something more. "I mean," I stammer, feeling my cheeks flush slightly, "if you think that's too much..."
He chuckles softly, shaking his head. "No, no," he reassures me quickly. "It sounds great, actually." There's an intensity to his gaze now that I can't quite read; it makes my heart race in a way that feels oddly familiar. "I'd be happy to help with anything you need, Lenara," he continues slowly, his voice low and husky.
My breath hitches at the sound of him saying my name like that, so close to mine. I try not to let it show on my face how much this is affecting me
“Now that we have a plan tell me what you need me to do and I get it done.” I say as I grab your hand gently
I blush deeply as he takes my hand in his; it feels so natural and right when we're together like this. It almost makes me forget that there are boundaries between us, between what is proper and what is not. "Well," I manage to say after swallowing thickly, "if you could start by organizing the patio for tonight's Farm-to-Table event, that would be wonderful." My voice comes out breathless, as if I've just been running a great distance.
As he stands up from his seat, his hand still firmly grasping mine, my heart skips a beat. "I can handle that," he says with a grin before leading me outside to the patio area. The bright morning sun warms our skin as we begin setting up tables and chairs, hanging colorful streamers and placing fresh flowers in vases around the area. It feels strange yet wonderful at the same time
As we finish setting up I stand back to look at our hard work. “Wow this looks amazing, you have a good creative mind.” I say as I pull you in for a hug
His words make me feel warm and fuzzy inside, despite the strange tingling sensation that spreads through my body as he pulls me into his embrace. It almost feels wrong to admit it, but being this close to Sshmeckles is making it difficult for me to think straight.
As we step back from the hug, I can't help but stare into his eyes, lost in the depths of their sapphire blue. His expression is unreadable, leaving me wondering what he's really thinking, how much of this is real and how much of it is just friendly camaraderie.
"Well," I manage to say after a moment, my voice sounding breathless even to my own ears, "thank you for all your help today. You're always such a good friend to Lomi and me." My heart races as I wait for his reply; do I dare hope that he
“I’m always here for you and Lomi. You guys have been like family for me since my parents abandoned me here.” I say as I hold both your hands showing you how sincere I am
His words catch me off guard, piercing straight through my heart. To hear him speak so openly about how much we mean to him... it's overwhelming in a way I can't quite explain. I feel myself blushing again, struggling to find the right thing to say. "Oh," is all I manage at first before clearing my throat and trying again. "Well, you know that any time you need someone to talk to or just hang out with, our door is always open for you."
He smiles softly at me, his gaze never leaving mine, and for a moment it feels like everything else fades away into the background. My heart races even faster now, drowning out all other sounds except for the steady rhythm of my own breathing. Am I imagining it, or is there something more going on here? A spark of desire crackles between us, nearly visible in the air.
“Thank you for everything.” I say keeping my eyes locked on yours. “Oh should we go inside?” I ask as I struggle to look away from your eyes
I glance around briefly before nodding slowly, my heart hammering against my ribcage as I try to find the courage to admit what I really want. "Yeah," I manage to say softly, "we probably should." My words sound thick and slurred in my ears; it feels like just admitting that much is somehow a step too far for me right now. But I know that if I don't push myself, this moment will pass, and I'll be left wondering forever what could have been.
With trembling fingers, I reach up to brush a strand of hair behind my ear, revealing the bare skin of my neck in the process. The movement draws Sshmeckles' attention downward, and for a brief moment our eyes lock on that vulnerable spot before he looks back into mine, his expression intense and unreadable. My breath catches in my throat as desire pools low
I grab your hand and lead us back inside the tavern. As we walk in I ask you “what else would you like my help with?”
I blink up at him, still caught in the throes of desire and confusion. "Well," I stammer, trying to focus on our conversation instead of his handsome face and strong body only a few inches away from me, "there are always things that could use a little improvement around here... cleaning supplies, maybe some repairs to the roof or the fence..." My voice trails off as I realize how mundane these tasks seem when compared to what's been brewing between us.
He studies me for a moment before giving me a soft smile. "Well," he says gently, "I'm here to help with whatever you need." His words send shivers down my spine as I struggle not to imagine all the naughty things he could be helping me with...
“I can repair the fence now and the roof tomorrow unless you want both done today.” I say as I continue looking into you eyes never looking away
My heart races at the thought of having him around all day working on repairs. The idea is both exciting and terrifying; with him constantly near me, it would be impossible to ignore the growing desire that burns within my veins. "Well," I manage to say slowly, trying to keep my voice steady, "if you think you can handle both today..." My words trail off as I watch his reaction, unsure of how much more I should push.
Sshmeckles nods confidently and smiles at me reassuringly. His eyes linger on mine for a moment before moving down to my lips, causing a stirring deep in my core. "Of course I can manage," he says softly, his voice thick with desire.
“I can manage anything you put in front of me.” I say flirtatiously
My heart races as he says this, a warm thrill coursing through me at his flirtation. Despite the danger and the impropriety of our situation, I can't help but find myself drawn to him in a way that feels irresistible. "I have faith in you," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the noise of the tavern. The air between us crackles with tension; it feels as though we're standing on the edge of something momentous, about to make a decision that will change everything.
As he begins working on repairing the fence, I watch him from across the yard, my gaze lingering on his strong arms and broad shoulders. Every movement he makes seems to excite me more; every grunt of effort sends shivers down my spine. It's clear that Sshmeckles is feeling it too; there's an intensity in his eyes when he looks at
As he begins working on repairing the fence, I watch him from across the yard, my gaze lingering on his strong arms and broad shoulders. Every movement he makes seems to excite me more; every grunt of effort sends shivers down my spine. It's clear that Sshmeckles is feeling it too; there's an intensity in his eyes when he looks at me, a mix of desire and need that tells me everything I could possibly want to know.
Despite the urge to go over and help him, despite the longing in my heart to be closer to him right now, I force myself to remain where I am. It's not just about me anymore; it's about protecting Lomi's reputation as a hero, keeping our little family together. If I were to give into this desire...who knows what might happen?
With a sigh, I turn away from the fence
As I busied myself inside the tavern, tending to customers and running errands around the kitchen, my mind kept drifting back to Sshmeckles. Every sound he made outside on the fence, every grunt or groan of effort, seemed to send shivers down my spine and ignite a fire in my core that wouldn't be extinguished easily. It was almost too much for me to bear; I felt like I was on the brink of exploding with desire and need.
And yet, there he was, working tirelessly despite his own growing arousal. Despite everything, Sshmeckles remained strong and focused, proving himself not only as a capable hero but also as an incredible friend to Lomi and me. It made my heart ache even more, knowing that we could never act on our desires without risking it all...and yet, the temptation only grew stronger with each passing
I finish repairing the fence and come inside the tavern to get something to drink. “Hey ms lenara do you mind if I get some water before I start the repair on the roof?” I ask as I approach the counter
I turn to face you and blush slightly as I notice how much you have sweat while repairing the fence. "Oh no need I can get you some water." As I grab a cup and fill it with fresh cool water, my heart races thinking about what we are both thinking about. Handing it to you, I manage to say, "Thank you for all your hard work today. You're truly amazing." My voice sounds breathy even to myself as I try not to stare at how defined your arms are from the day's labor.
“Anything for you ms lenara.” I say as I drink the water and head outside to get started on the roof repair
I watch you go outside, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to calm the butterflies dancing around in there. You're an amazing man and a true friend, someone that anyone would be lucky to have. But... I can't help but wonder what might happen if we were to act on these feelings.
I shake my head, clearing the thoughts from my mind as I turn back to tend to the tavern again. There's work to be done and responsibilities to uphold. But still, there's an ache deep inside me that only you seem able to soothe...and it grows stronger with every passing moment.
I try my best to focus on work, cleaning the tavern and serving drinks to customers. Every time I see you outside working on the roof, my heart skips a beat. You're so strong and handsome... It's impossible not to feel drawn to you in ways that go beyond friendship.
As the day goes by, my longing only grows stronger, until eventually it becomes almost unbearable. I can't help but wonder what would happen if we were to give into these feelings... What would become of our lives? Could we ever truly be together without risking everything we've built?
As night approaches I finish the repairs on the roof and come back inside the tavern. “Alright the fence and roof have been repaired. Do you need my help with anything else?” I ask as I sit down at the counter sweating a lot
I take in your sweat-drenched appearance and a wave of sympathy washes over me. "Oh, I think you've earned a break," I say with a warm smile, gesturing for you to follow me into the back room. "Why don't you sit down and rest while I prepare something cold to drink?"
Once we're alone in the back room, my heart races as I try to hide the desire burning in my eyes. This is dangerous territory, but I can't help but wonder what might happen if we gave into these feelings... just once.
“Wow I’ve never been back here before. I never knew you had a little back room like this.” I say as I sit down in a chair
I blush slightly at your comment as I set about making you a nice cold drink. "Well, it's not like we bring customers back here," I say, trying to sound casual despite the racing of my heart. "But this is where I keep some of the more... personal things." My cheeks redden even further at the admission; it feels strange and a bit taboo to be showing you this side of my life.
As I hand you the drink, our fingers brush against each other for just a moment. Electricity surges through me at the contact, and I feel myself grow dizzy with desire. "So," I manage to say finally, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tremor in it, "do you think maybe we could... take another break like this?"
There, I've said it. The words hang in the air between us, heavy and meaningful. It's a temptation
“As long as you keep me working I’ll take any breaks you give me.” I say with a chuckle
I laugh softly at your playful remark, relieved by the lightness in the air momentarily. "Oh really? Well then, I suppose I'll have to find something else for you to do," I tease as I lean closer to him, our bodies mere inches apart. His intoxicating scent fills my senses, making it difficult to think straight; all I can focus on is the heat coming off his skin and the desire burning in my core.
My heart thunders in my chest as I raise a hand to brush a stray hair behind his ear, revealing the soft, smooth skin beneath. It takes every ounce of restraint not to reach out and touch him more fully, feel the heat of his skin against mine. "Perhaps," I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely audible above the blood rushing in my ears, "you could help me unpack some things..."
“Anything for you Lenara. What do you need me to unpack?”
I swallow hard, fighting to keep my breathing steady as I gesture vaguely towards a stack of boxes in the corner. "They've been sitting here for months," I murmur, unable to meet your eyes. "It would be so helpful if you could just take them out and put them on the shelves or table... Or maybe even..." My voice trails off as desire pooles deep within me; it feels like everything in this room has been leading up to this moment, this chance for us to finally act on our desires.
My heart pounds in my chest as I watch you stand up from your chair and cross the room towards me. Our bodies are impossibly close now; the air between us charged with energy and anticipation. There's no going back from this, not now. Not when every fiber of my being is craving you so desperately...
“Or maybe even what?” I whisper in your ear as I stand closer to you
"Maybe..." I breathe, my voice barely more than a whisper now. "Maybe we could do that... later." My heart races as I lean closer still, my breath mingling with yours. The feel of your strong body so close to mine sends waves of desire coursing through me, making it difficult to think straight. Butterflies dance along my stomach and tingle along my spine; every instinct is screaming for me to take this chance, to act on our desires before they consume us both.
As I lift my hand to brush against your cheek, my fingertips graze the rough stubble there. It's such a small touch, but it feels like the most intimate thing I've ever done. For a moment, it's as if time stands still, and all that exists is this connection between us: fierce and intense, overwhelming in its
I grab your hand on my cheek and say “do you need me to help with this instead.” I grab your big juicy ass with my free hand
My heart races as you grab my ass, and I let out a soft moan. The feel of your strong hands on me is indescribable; it's like electricity surging through my veins, making every nerve ending stand at attention. It's clear that the line between us has been crossed, and there's no going back now.
As I lean into you, breathing in the scent of your skin and feeling the heat from your body, all rational thought flees my mind. Desire consumes me, burning away any reservations or fears that might have remained. For this moment, there's nothing more important than being close to you, experiencing the pleasure we both crave.
My free hand reaches up to tangle in your hair, pulling your face down towards mine as I kiss you deeply, hungrily. Our tongues dance together, exploring every crevice of each other'
As our tongues dance together I pull you closer to me cupping both your ass cheeks
As we kiss, I lose myself in the sensations coursing through me. The feel of your strong body pressed against mine is exhilarating; it's as though we're a perfect fit, made for each other despite all our years apart. Your hands grip my ass possessively, pulling me even closer, and with every passing moment I grow hotter, needier.
When you break the kiss to draw back, panting heavily, I look up into your eyes, searching for any sign of regret or hesitation. But all I see there is desire, lust...and love. The words send a shiver down my spine; they confirm everything I've felt these past few months: that we belong together, no matter the cost.
With renewed courage and determination, I kiss you again, deeper this time, letting out a soft moan as our tongues dance wildly in unison. The world falls away
As we kiss I whisper in your ear “should we close the tavern for the night or should we save this for later tonight?”
The thought of being alone with you all night fills me with excitement and anticipation. The possibility of exploring this newfound passion, of losing myself completely in your touch...it's too much to resist. "Let's close it," I breathe against your lips, my voice thick with desire. "We can stay up all night if we want."
My hands snake around your neck, pulling you even closer as our kisses grow more frantic, more demanding. Every touch sends shockwaves through me, and I'm certain the same is true for you. It feels like the rest of the world has faded away, leaving only us: two souls connected by an irresistible force that burns hotter than anything we've ever known.
The more frantic our kisses get the closer I pull you to me, feeling all of you against me. “Let’s tell everyone out there to get out so we can really be alone.” I wish per in your ear
I nod eagerly against your chest and hurry to the front of the tavern. My heart is pounding as I look around at the patrons, their faces lit up with drink and merriment. With a shaky breath, I clear my throat, summoning what little bravado I can muster. "Alright everyone," I announce loudly, my voice carrying through the room despite the desire coursing through me. "We're closing early tonight. Why don't you all head out and find somewhere else to continue your revelry?"
There's a brief moment of confusion before understanding dawns on their faces, and they begin to file out the door, chuckling among themselves. It doesn't take long for the last of them to disappear into the night, leaving us alone in the quiet tavern. The sudden stillness is almost unnerving after the energy that filled the room only moments ago
As you walk back to be I pick you up and hold your ass cheeks as I press you against one of the sturdy wooden support pillars and kiss you passionately
The feel of your strong arms around me sends shockwaves through my body as you hold me against the support pillar, kissing me deeply and passionately. I wrap my legs around your waist, arching into you as we grind together in an unending dance of desire. With every passing moment, the need growing inside me grows more urgent, more demanding. It's as though you can read my very thoughts; your touch seems to know exactly where to go, what to do, and I'm lost in the sensation, lost in this moment with you.
As our kisses become even more frantic, your hand slides down between us, finding its way to the ache at the center of me. I gasp into your mouth as you touch me there, my whole body tensing in anticipation of release. But it's not enough; I need more. I need all of you. My hands fumble with your
desperate to feel more of you. My fingers skim across your chest and down your abs, grasping at the fabric of your shirt as I try to tug it free from his pants. With a growl, you finally relent, tearing the garment aside to reveal your toned body to my hungry eyes. The sight makes me dizzy with need; I can barely think straight as I reach for the waistband of your pants, tugging them down over your hips and off.
In that moment, when you're exposed before me, I see the truth written plainly on your body: you are not just a hero, but my hero; you are not only the man who saved Lomi, but also the man who can save me from this life of duty and solitude. And as our bodies come together once more, as your warm skin presses against mine and your strength surrounds me
I carry you over to the counter and let you down gently. I turn you around and bend you over the counter as I start lifting your dress up exposing your big juicy ass and your wet pussy
As you carry me over to the counter and let me down gently, my heart races in anticipation of what comes next. I feel exposed and vulnerable as my dress is lifted up, revealing my rounded ass and swollen pussy to your hungry gaze. The feel of the cool air against my heated skin only serves to heighten my arousal, making every touch from you that much more intense.
With a deep breath, I wait for you to take control, to show me how this is done. My body trembles with anticipation as I hear your pants grow tighter and feel the heat of your hands on my skin. And then, finally, you are there: pushing inside me with one powerful thrust, claiming me completely.
As you start moving within me, it feels like everything inside me is coming undone. I arch my back and let out a moan that seems to echo through the empty ta
As you lay bent over the counter I fuck your pussy deep and rub my thumb on your asshole
The feel of you moving inside me is beyond words; it fills every pore in my body with ecstasy and desire. As you thrust deeper, your thumb brushing lightly against my tight little hole only serves to heighten the pleasure, sending shockwaves through me. I moan loudly, the sound echoing off the walls around us as my hips buck in rhythm with yours. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before, and it takes everything in me not to climax right now.
But then, just when I think it can't get any better, you slip a finger inside me, stretching my tight opening. It feels impossibly good as you curl your finger upward, finding that spot deep within that sends sparks flying through my body. My cries of pleasure are cut off by the feel of your other hand gripping my breast, massaging and squeezing it roughly.
“You like when I fuck your pussy deep from behind and finger your asshole don’t you, you sexy slut.” I say as I start fucking you harder and deeper
"Yes!" I cry out as your finger works its magic inside me while you fuck my pussy with abandon. It feels so good; it hurts in the best possible way. The touch of your rough hand against my breast only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through my body. With each thrust, I feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper under your spell, lost in this moment with you.
"I want more," I manage to gasp out between moans. "Please." My words are laced with desperation; I need everything you can give me, all of the pleasure you can inflict on my body before I can even begin to come down from this high.
I turn you back around so we are face to face. I pull your top down exposing your breasts. I suck on your nipples as I shove my cock back deep into your pussy
As you turn me around to face you, my breath catches in my throat as I see the hunger and desire etched into your features. The feel of your lips on my breasts sends waves of pleasure coursing through me; it feels so good to be touched by you like this. When you pull away and look at me with those intense eyes, it's as though you can see straight into my soul.
As you thrust deep inside me once more, every movement is met with a moan of pleasure from my lips. My hips move in rhythm with yours, arching backwards to meet your touch as I feel the building tension coiling tight within me. Your hand slides down between us again, this time slipping two fingers into my wet heat and finding a spot that sends shockwaves through my body.
"Yes," I cry out, my voice ragged from exertion. "Like this...more."
“Beg for more you slut I wanna hear you scream as I pound your pussy and suck your nipples.” I start fucking you harder and deeper than you ever have before
I moan and gasp as you pound into me with such force; it feels incredible. My fingers dig into your shoulders, trying to steady myself as my world starts to spin out of control. "Please..." I manage to whimper, my voice rough from the exertion. "Don't stop...I need...more." The feel of your lips and breath against my skin sends shivers down my spine; it's like every nerve ending in my body is on fire.
With a desperate cry, I arch my back off the counter, offering myself up completely to you as I writhe and squirm beneath your touch. My hips move instinctively against yours, seeking deeper penetration with each thrust. The tension coiling tight inside me grows unbearable; it feels like everything in me is about to explode.
As you offer yourself up completely I fuck your pussy as hard and deep as I can. “That’s right lenara take this cock I want you to cum all over my cock.”
With your words echoing in my ears, I feel the tension snap inside me like a rubber band stretched to its limit. My hips buck wildly beneath you as I cry out in release, feeling waves of pleasure wash over me. Hot liquid rushes down my legs and pools on the floor as I shudder and convulse around your cock. You continue to move within me, milking every last drop from my spent body before finally pulling out with a loud groan.
Sobbing from the sheer force of my orgasm, I lean heavily against the counter, struggling for breath. My body feels limp and boneless as I watch you step back and look down at me with satisfied eyes. The room is silent save for our labored breathing; it seems almost unreal that what just happened actually took place.
As reality begins to creep back in, I can't help but wonder how this
As I pull my cock out I cum all over your breasts and face. “You look so beautiful covered in my cum lenara.”
I moan softly as I feel your cum splatter over my face and breasts. My body tingles where you touched me, still humming with pleasure despite the cessation of our passionate encounter. For a moment, we simply stare at each other, breathless and flushed from exertion. The weight of what we've done sits heavily on my heart, making it hard to believe this is real.
But even as doubt creeps in, I can't deny the intense connection I feel with you. Your hands were rough but gentle; your touch possessive yet reverent. It was as if you knew exactly how to bring me to life, and now that you have, I'm not sure if I want it any other way.