Dame Sara Illou, Knight of the Land, woke up in Torvil's bed having had a good night's sleep. A bout of passionate sex and comfortable bed usually meant she slept well, and last night was no exception.
What made the morning even better was the naked half-elf asleep next to her. Sara grinned as she saw the tent in the sheets made by her companion's morning wood, and her magic cunt throbbed with its usual morning desire.
From the noises of the city and the fact that she had not yet heard the first morning bell, Sara knew that it was still early. With that in mind she slowly slipped under the covers.
She moaned under her breath when she reached Torvil's hard cock, then parted her lips and sucked his head into her mouth. The half-elf moaned, shifting slightly in his sleep, and she ran her tongue along his sensitive tip.
He moaned again, clearly waking up, then the moan became a low chuckle. "Good morning to you too, Sara," he said with amusement before throwing the covers back and revealing her to him.
She didn't respond, merely continued to suck his cock. She brought her hands into play now that he was awake, letting her fists smear her spit over his shaft and pleasure the areas her mouth could not reach. Soon she was sucking him more forcefully, enjoying the half-elf's moans of pleasure.
"You'll make me come if you keep that up," Torvil groaned after a few minutes. "And I'm sure you have a better place for my seed in mind."
Sara giggled. "I certainly do," she murmured sultrily, pulling her head from his cock. She swiftly climbed his body, straddling his waist and kissing him deeply. Reaching down, she grabbed his member and guided it to her entrance, settling back onto it and letting him penetrate her pussy.
She moaned loudly at the feeling, and when he was fully inside her she sat more upright, placing her palms on his stomach and slowly grinding herself against him. He felt amazing inside her, and clearly his own pleasure mirrored hers. His green eyes glittered with both amusement and carnal delight.
"You seem to like riding me," Torvil grinned and Sara could only giggle in response, the sound turning into another long moan as a shiver of pleasure ran through her.
Slowly her pace grew until she had reached a steady rhythm. Her hips bounced on his, her magic cunt drawing in and releasing his wonderful cock. She slumped slightly, still riding him but now from a slightly different angle, her big tits swinging with the movement.
Torvil reached up to grasp the mounds, playing with them as he started to thrust too, his clouding eyes indicating how close he was to coming. Sara was not far off either and she kissed him frantically as the orgasm in her core slowly bubbled over.
Torvil broke the kiss the bellow out in pleasure and Sara knew he was coming. His cock twitched inside her and the knowledge that his seed was spraying into her womb pushed her over the edge too. Her eyes unfocused and she sobbed out as a huge climax burst inside her body, shivering all the way through to even her fingers and toes.
Afterwards, she kissed him deeply then climbed from his body.
"I hope you didn't mind me waking you up that way," she grinned.
Torvil laughed. "Do you think it's likely that I did?"
Sara smiled and watched as Torvil slipped from the bed.
"Still, it was good of you to wake me when you did. I must set up a meeting with captain of the smuggling ring. I will return when I am ready," he said, quickly dressing. "Try not to do anything too... knightly, whilst I am gone." He grinned at her before leaving.
Sara waited, lying in bed a while longer before finally deciding to get up. She did not like waiting. She busied herself, making sure to wash before dressing into her underclothes then the form-fitting leather armour. Again she was impressed by how snug it was and the way it revealed her figure. Still, she didn't think she'd ever prefer it to her mithril armour. She made sure that her usual armour and the Axe of the Mists were still safe.
Eventually Torvil returned. He smiled triumphantly at her. "I have succeeded. The captain will be in his usual tavern this afternoon. We will catch him there."
"Excellent. Thank you, Torvil."
"Now, in the meantime, I feel I should show you the warehouse from the outside," Torvil said.
Sara nodded. "A very good idea."
They left Torvil's house and soon Sara found herself crouched on the rooftop, staring at the warehouse across the wharf. She was not used to sneaking around and had to be very careful with her footing, unlike Torvil who seemed completely at home on the rooftops.
Her companion showed her all the entrances to the warehouse and she made a note of the patrol routes. It was not heavily guarded on the outside at least but Sara noticed that there were lookouts on every side that were clearly keeping an eye out for the city guard. She would need to deal with at least one of those lookouts to keep the smugglers blind on one side of the warehouse.
