Though this story is fantasy, all characters in it are of a legal age. This is a One Shot. It was written quick and dirty. Otherwise, it wouldn't meet my usual standard. Story and prose take a backseat to the erotic. Enjoy.
A Scout's Job
Roderick pinned the scout's hands over her head, pushing her back hard against the cold stone walls of the cavern. She looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Not like this." she said, averting Roderick's gaze.
"So, you don't want it? Were you only teasing me, rookie?" He feigned anger, knowing the new recruit had seemed eager to prove herself.
She was a tease for sure, even without saying a word. Her outfit was tight and meant for skulking--that only served to betray her tight looking ass and perky breasts. And her hair? It was sensibly up in a ponytail, showing off the pale skin of her graceful neckline as it sloped to her slender shoulders and prominent collar bone. It was as if she was worked by the gods just to entice him.
"It's too dangerous. What if the others see us?" her bottom lip trembled.
"Little Lina," he said her name lustfully. "Am I not enough to keep you safe?"
"But the others--,"
"Fuck the others," he interrupted. "They do what I say. Besides, our cleric is fucking the shield maiden and the two elves--," he laughed, "Well, have you ever tried to keep two elves from fucking?"
Lina gasped. "I thought they were brothers."
"No, not that that would matter. The twinks can't keep their hands off each other. Why do you think they spend so much time 'hunting' in the woods?"
The scout's face turned red and Roderick though he saw the corners of her mouth turn upwards slightly. "Surely not." She was almost smiling now.
"Trust me those two forage for nuts and berries more than the squirrels." He felt her resistance to him falter as she fell slack. He gripped her a little harder. "Look at me, not the ground."
"Yes, sorry," she winced.
Her chest rose and fell as she breathed deeply. He held her arms with one hand, allowing the other to trace her cheek. "You are lovely, you know. I could have chosen someone with more experience to work with. But then I saw you and new you were the only one who could really do the job."
"I know I am still learning, Sir, but I--,"
"No," he said, grabbing her chin and pulling it upwards. "I don't give a damn about that job. I mean this job." He kissed her, moving his free hand to her throat and squeezing slightly. At first her mouth was shut tightly, her lips pressed thinly against his. Then, he applied more pressure to her wrists and she drew a quick breath. Her defenses down, his tongue infiltrated the opening and was met with her own.
"See," he said as she recovered, a tiny rivulet of drool leaking down her chin. "You're the one for that job."
She looked away, embarrassed, shaking her head slightly. "No," she said, but her back arched slightly as her ass swayed against the wall.
"You are a sweet girl, aren't you?" Roderick asked, letting go of the scout's throat. For a moment, he could see elation in her eyes, followed by something more complex: disappointment, maybe? "You are sweet, but a liar."
His hands shot forward quickly, grabbing the collar of her tight outfit and ripping downward with all his strength. The elastic fabric tore so completely that it exploded off her, shriveling to a ruined pile around her ankles. Her bare breasts glimmered in the far torchlight of their camp. A bead of sweat moved down her neck, between her breasts, then down her taut stomach.
Roderick knelt quickly, relinquishing Lina's wrists, moving the hand down the small of her back. His other hand found a cheek of her bare ass just as his boots pushed her feet outwards. It happened so fast that the scout was stunned. Her hands moved instinctively to his broad shoulders as he caught the fleeing bead of sweat on his tongue, just below the navel. He then worked his mouth downwards.
Lina resisted, grabbing two fistfuls of his shaggy blond hair to push him away, trying to close her legs in vain. Roderick was too strong, he simply cupped her other ass cheek and pulled her soft mound to him.
Her lips were moist already, like morning dew on a flower, and she opened for him easily. She tasted like a fresh, red wine and he savored her juices as they ran down his chin. His tongue lapped at her, finding the hood of her clit and prodding it in twirls and flicks. Her resolve faltered and soon she was pulling him to her, instead of pushing him away. Though her rough hold on his hair only doubled.
He set a hand free and snaked it around her thigh, slipping a middle finger into her tight slit and beckoning with it like he was calling her from a distance.
"Oh, Fuck," she said. He looked up at her and she blushed.
He stood slowly, kissing up her body until he stood fully. He set his slick finger to take the place of his tongue, rubbing her rosebud steadily. "See," he said, removing said hand and raising it to her face. "You are a liar." Her juices covered his hand and glistened stickily. "But you are sweet also," he added, before plunging his fingers into the scout's open mouth. "Taste for yourself."
Her color deepened to near-scarlet but Lina did as she was told, sucking on Roderick's fingers. As she did so, he undid his trousers and let them fall the cavern floor. He then removed his well-suckled hand and grabbed Lina's wrist.
"What--," she began but fell silent when he placed her hand on his stiff cock. I--it's--um," she stammered.
"Your turn. Time to do the job you are paid for." Roderick smiled at her.
"What do I do with that?" she asked.
