You walk through the tavern following the cleric who helped you to get this latest job. They had recently opened a vacancy, and you could use the gold. You weren't able to get many details from the cleric about the group except for one thing,
"You'll love being a part of her group."
It seemed odd, but it's a cleric, and a job is a job, right? As long as you can get laid occasionally with no hassle, you can handle whatever babble or worship the party does in their time.
As you approach the table, you see a few men. One is a barbarian wearing the most petite clothing he can get away with. He seems lean but very lithe. There is also a tiny sorcerer; she looks petite and just starting her transition toward womanhood. Her hair is still cut short but she has a feminine and beautiful build. She could be a half-decent lay but also could be too naive. Finally, there is the cleric. He seems almost as small as the sorcerer, but the robes make it hard to judge their body type. It matters little, as the cleric usually is not one to smash headfirst.
You wonder who the leader is aloud, and the sorcerer mutters,
"Ummm, she'll...be back shortly. She's just getting drinks for all of us, including you."
Huh, she is friendly and even wants to start this business partnership on the right foot. You never like to owe someone, so you kindly thank them.
As you wait, you hear a very sultry voice and steps coming slowly,
"Hello there~ I presume you are the new guy? Here's your ale. I hope you like it."
You turn to thank the mystery voice, and your jaw hits the floor. You see an elvish girl holding the drinks in the air, smiling softly.
Her hair is an exquisite purple, and her skin is like polished obsidian. She is wearing a mauve dress with gold accents and is somewhat on the taller side while having a full frame with a beautiful chest, belly, and hips. This is the leader?! She seemed like she could be a lady of the night, yet somehow, she seemed to be in charge of everyone as they took their drinks while bowing and being very polite to her.
It confuses you greatly, but you cannot be rude, not to the leader of this ragtag group of people who are paying you.
"Thank you kindly. What is your name?
"It is Rune, my dear~ May I have the honor of hearing yours?~"
You are not sure how to feel as your face heats up. You see the sorcerer give a small chuckle, and you shake your head slightly.
"My name is Cale. It is a pleasure."
Best to keep things professional with this group.
"Cale~ Such a lovely name.~"
The barbarian chuckles and looks over toward you.
"So, shall we started on this job?"
You gulp a little and nod. The details float by you. It seems to be a relatively simple job. Why you are needed appears to be beyond you at the moment. But the party looks incredibly lovely and glad that you are here.
You keep staring at Rune; she is beautiful and amazingly carries herself. Her magic clearly aids her in tasks, but she puts herself in equally physically demanding situations as the barbarian. You also swear she is teasing or testing you by positioning herself during the conversation. She leans over the table often with a direct view in your sight line. She knocked over a utensil behind her, somehow beside you as she walked by. That was a view you were not going to admit to seeing. You could swear the entire party knew and enjoyed your discomfort as much as she was.
You had to keep it professional. Luckily, you could head out shortly after, so your thoughts were more focused on the job. Or so you thought.
Later on the job...
Rune specifically had you behind her in the plan. How you missed that detail you have yet to learn. But you find yourself very close to her and are unsure how to feel. On the one hand, she is gorgeous, her presence is somehow comforting, and her scent is enthralling. But on the other, you are on the job, and this is just someone you are working with to get some gold.
She leads you further into the dungeon. You were unsure why she chose the most indirect path until you could see many security gaps. The gaps are tiny, and you must push right up against her, but you are progressing. It is a little hard to tell sometimes, as you can feel her ass rub right up against you, and it is very soft and plush.
You groan lightly as you swear she pushes you up against the wall with it. She looks back with a slight wink as two guards pass by. Once they pass, you look at her, confused.
"Was that necessary?"
"Oh, absolutely sweetie~"
You blush a little bit, but you vowed to keep things professional, so you shall. Even though a part of you wants nothing more than to feel that soft ass against you again. You have to focus on the goal at hand. It seems easier to do so after that and simultaneously harder as you walk fast past a duo of guards.
With each dark corner, you get closer and closer to your goal. Each time the guards circle around, Rune slams you into the darkness with her ass specifically. You swear she is teasing you. Not that you mind much after the fifth time. It was challenging to fit into the corners initially, but you could more easily fit into them as time passed. You are curious to know if it is magic aiding you from Rune or if they built bigger corners around this area. Whatever the reasoning, You are grateful for whatever it is so Rune does not see you restraining your excitement. And not getting caught. That is important too.
You eventually make it to the vault of the rich person you are relieving of extreme wealth. The morality of it is questionable, but the value is not. Rune steps aside as you were hired for this part.
"This hole is all yours, cutie~."
