The four travelers, Rathgar, Shakara, Jupiter and Sweets sat around the fire in the center of their hastily made camp. After leaving the village of Aleksiya, the foursome had traveled nearly a quarter of the distance to the Netherwoods in the first couple of days, at first hardly stopping at night. Now, the wearies of the road had begun to tire the group, and they resolved to make camp early and spend an entire night at rest.
Rathgar rested his muscled back against a tree trunk, one leg of a roasted boar in his hand. Jupiter, across from him, shivered in disgust as he bit a chunk, the juices running down his chin. Shakara curled up next to Rathgar, leaning against him. She picked pieces off of the leg when Rathgar wasn't biting it himself. Sweets sat on a mound of soft bush she had created, in between the two lovers and the wood fairy. In her hand she had a flask of thick red wine, which she was drinking from considerably.
Sweets wiped a dribble of wine from her chin. "So you two gonna be going at it again all night?" She waved a finger lazily at Rathgar and Shakara.
"Mother." Rathgar sighed as he took another bite out of the boar leg. Jupiter looked across the fire at Rathgar, smiling slightly but saying nothing.
"Don't get me wrong, I mean I get off just fine listening to you two."
Shakara coughed, choking slightly on the piece of boar meat in her mouth.
"Mother." Rathgar was speaking more firmly now, glaring at Sweets.
"It's just getting a little frustrating. I've never been this long without a cock in my mouth." She ran her tongue along her lips and looked over at Jupiter. "The sexy little sprite over there eats pussy well enough, but it's just no replacement for getting pounded." She looked back over at Rathgar with pouty lips.
Jupiter got up quickly, walking off into the darkness. Light flickered off her flowing dress as she disappeared from sight.
Shakara sat up from leaning on Rathgar's shoulder. "We can keep it down if it's bothering you."