Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Sigr said Rakka stifled a laugh as Elizar received his punishment for being... well, Elizar. Maybe even he didn't deserve such a beating, but she guessed that he could pay in pain what he didn't want to pay in coin. Such an exchange wasn't foreign for the mercenaries, having to exact their pound of flesh more than once from someone that wanted to skimp on their due payment, and it never took the form of a little but rotund girl kicking you. Once she stopped, Rakka's facial expression went into turmoil. First she was smiling at the beating. Then pleasantly surprised at being called 'a hot green piece of ass'. Quite bold. But sent into a frown since she seemingly 'looked like a beast'. That girl sure had as poor a reign on her tongue as on her legs, but being 'family' couldn't cut any of them short by the offense. All of that vanished as Ella leaned forward, showing a sight that sent Rakka's eyes wide open. A human would bite his lower lip until drawing blood at the sight of that ass, but since the orc's jaw was quite different, Rakka found herself biting her upper lip. Having such a rear was unfair for butts worldwide, and it wasn't just the sheer size of it as it engulfed her undergarments, or how soft and comfy it looked. That white moon that was illuminating her green face was a thing of beauty, that would make bards sing a thousand songs if they could keep their tongues away from it. As if it wasn't enough with that, gods forbid for an ass being just that spectacular, it was also peppered with freckles, adding a cute touch to that sin made flesh. Only Ella turning around and removing such spotlight away from her face made Rakka return to normalcy. Luckily the situation was surprising, funny and awkward enough to avoid making her hard, or things would have gotten very very weird when Ella introduced herself and hugged Rakka as tight as she could. The girl could talk like a sailor and have the bottoms of a fertility goddess, but she was still cute as a button and Rakka couldn't help but smile and return the hug when the cheery girl embraced her. Thank you Ella Rakka grunted, unaware of the effect their interaction was having on Elizar, as she hadn't even laid an eye on her 'hubby' in a long while. Luckily the leather kept the worse of days of orc breast sweat trapped inside, or the poor girl could intoxicate herself in her green bosom, but Rakka still broke the hug as soon as possible, feeling uncomfortable in that trap of a moment. We are tired from the travel and the rain. Hungry too she had to make an effort to remember that she wasn't barking orders to a tavern wench. Click to expand... Well, you certainly smell it too! The young girl grinned in reply the scent of the woman being perceptively sweet and salty through her clothing. The orcish woman certainly sounded athoritative. Just like her ma. No wonder her brother went for her! The smel though...It wasn't a bad smell the girl decided. Anywho, I hope you both aren't feeling too lovey dovey Ma's going to wring her through and through. Da's gonna hit on her and sis is in a bitchy mood. Lonard is okay though, Ella opined as she turned around and started walking back. Her swaying hips throwing her ass side to side, inadvertently hypnotizing her victims into following her. So business as usual? Elizar dryly asked as he got up and started walking after her, his eyes glued to her disgustingly big ass. Darn her for making him lose his self control! Yeah, except you aren't gonna be able to lock yourself away in your room It's been turned into storage space, She answered over her shoulder, her meaty and muscle-y legs taking elegant strides. Joy, the blond married man flatly exclaimed, digging up barely enough energy to send a fist into the air. Yeah, don't assume you have the worst of it. You're going to be sleeping with me, She grumbled, already knowing how this whole affair was going to turn out. First, it was going to be Oh hello there newest family member!. All possible hospitality would be offered, cheers would be had, dinners would be eaten and, at the end of the night, the most horrible of realizations would be realized There was no place for them to rest! But no, the only unwed individual in the house didn't need her privacy. She could just scoot over in her furs and let her big lug of a brother spoon against his completely and utterly hot piece of green ass and slip Rakka the dick when they all thought she was finally sleeping. It never failed. That doesn't sound so bad actually... Elizar blinked, his perverse fantasy being handed out the perfect scenario out in a platter. Yeah, to you, The girl darkly muttered, consoling herself at least with half remembered memories of holding said hot piece. Jealousy was a bad thing but damn if those tits hadn't been soft! As she walked towards the house, Elizar started slowing his pace, a hand snaking into his wife's to slow her as well. He had an urgent need to communicate with her. Rakka was, in all honesty, the best friend he had ever had. Despite having more of this so called common sense that people seemed to boundy about all the time, whenever he needed something from her she had always been there to back him up. Like this time. I need you to fuck her, He muttered under his breath, just loud enough for no one except his gal to hear him.