The sound of swords clashing and goblins screaming echoes through the early-morning woods, waking Lillia from her sleep. Soon, they are replaced by panicked yells and the sound of brush being trampled by dozens of little green feet running past her makeshift camp. As she brushes the sleep out of her eyes, more footsteps head her way, a knight in light armor emerging from the greenery.
He looks a little tired, and a little lost. "Hey, did you see any goblins come past here?" he asks her, panting slightly.
"They went that way," Lillia says, pointing in a random direction. Then she cocks her head curiously, looking up at him. "What did they do?"
"Uhh..." The knight seems to stop and think for a minute, unable to produce an answer for the unexpected question. "They gobbed? I'm honestly not really sure...I just got sent out here to clear them out."
Lillia snorts and looks him up and down. "Oh my!' she says, her eyes wide. "My camp has been invaded by a noble knight with a penchant for attacking those smaller than him!" She looks at him from under my lashes. "Whatever shall I do?~"
"Hey! It's not like that..." the knight protests. "I mean, nobody would put out a bounty on these guys if they weren't causing problems! Right...?"
"Surely not," Lillia agrees solemnly. "No human has ever attacked anyone without proper cause before."
"Uhg, what are you, some kind of protester? The world's not all sunshine and roses you know! Maybe girls like you can get by on their looks but some of us have to do the dirty work."
For a moment Lillia's expression goes blank and dark...and then she smiles again. But there is an edge to it now.
"Well, I'm about to start breakfast," she says sweetly. "Since you're already here, you may join me if you wish... But wait--you're wounded!" She points suddenly to his shoulder, where a trickle of red is dripping from between two pieces of armor."
"Oh! Those damn goblins...uhg, I'm probably not catching them now anyways. I guess a little breather couldn't hurt." The knight sits down at her campsite, easing down to a log with a sigh, and begins to take off the armor protecting his upper body. Underneath is revealed a strong, trained torso with a few scattered scars, and one recent shoulder wound. "Do you have some bandages or something? --My name is Sir Richard, by the way."
Lillia tsks, "You can't just bandage it like that, Rich, you have to wash it first! Here, press on it with this." She digs a scrap of clothing out of her bag and shoves it into his hand, then turns away to get a fire started, muttering quietly under her breath. "Seriously, humans and your mortal flesh-sack bodies. So hard to keep you in one piece..."
Sir Richard shoots her an inquisitive look from behind her back, hesitantly following her medical advice "Sorry...'your mortal bodies'?"
"Yes, you
are
mortal, aren't you?" she says impatiently as she turns away from the fire, which is somehow already flaming high. She pours water into a small pot and puts it right next to the flames.
She comes over to him. "It's hard to play with you--you break so easily." She flashes him a smile that somehow has too many teeth. "Now, let me look at the rest of you--if you didn't even notice that wound, there might be others." Her long, strong fingers begin to undo more of his armor
"I--Hey!" the knight looks for his sword, which he had removed trustingly before sitting--and was now out of his reach on the other side of Lillia. "What do you think you're doing? And what
are
you?" Despite his vocal protesting, there is a noticeable bulge growing in his now-exposed undergarments as this very pretty lady undresses him.
Lillia rolls her eyes. "I'm taking care of your mortal body's needs--wasn't that obvious?" She run her hands down his arms and across his chest, and despite her complaints she seems to be enjoying the feel of his firm muscles beneath her fingers.
"Oh?" she purrs as she notices his growing bulge. She slides her hand down suddenly and cups his cock and balls through his thin clothing, giving them a slight squeeze. "You might have more needs than I thought..." The collar of her shirt is untied, and she is at the perfect angle for him to see straight down into her cleavage.
"Fhh..." Richard let out a low groan as Lillia gropes him, his eyes getting lost in the cleavage suddenly presented directly in his face.
Then he shakes his head, trying to organize his thoughts, swallowing dryly. "I--You...I thought you didn't like knights?" he says, the first coherent thought that pops into his mind.
"Whoever said I didn't like knights?" Lillia murmurs as she looks straight into his eyes, her hand still cupping his dick.
Her gaze seems to pull him in, trap him like a fly touching a web, and he finds himself leaning in, his lips on her neck, kissing her skin, breathing in her scent.
"Mmm, that's the spirit," Lillia say in a low, warm tone. She strips her shirt off in one smooth motion, and presses her soft breasts against his chest. Her skin feels almost hot.
"Fuck...your body..." Desperately, Richard reaches out and pulls her toward him, pressing his face between her full breasts.
Lillia smirks and brings her shoulders forward, squishing her breasts together around his face, giving him some lovely cleavage to bury himself in. At the same time, the fingers of her other hand begin to rub and squeeze along his shaft, flicking at the tip. Richard's large hands roam over her legs, trailing across her thighs, soaking in every inch as they explore her curves "MMmmphh..."
