The Shy One
This story is part of a Challenge me and my Bunny lover set up. We would give each other the sexes, races and agree on a setting. This is from our first challenge.
Sexes: MF
Races: Lynx, Chipmunk
Setting: Fantasy
Hope you enjoy it, there's more to cum.
"Now he's worth a gold or two!" The curvaceous minx leered at the Lynx stepping up to the bar. She sipped from her large mug of ale as another in the scantily clad group called out in argument.
"No! He's worth two silver if he's worth a copper." The doe smirked and gestured at his well-made cape and leaned over to the quiet chipmunk beside her. "Those dandified, good looking types wouldn't know good yiffing if it hit them in the face." The comment was loud and the Lynx glanced over with a raised eyebrow then looked back at his glass of wine.
The elf of the group laughed as the chipmunk winced, and slapped one bared shoulder. "You haven't gotten used to Freeda's loud voice in the two weeks you've been here huh? You've got something else comin." She grinned evilly as the shy chipmunk. The Chipmunk had been transferred to the Horny Stag a few weeks ago amid a wagonload of protests from the girls upstairs. They all were very displeased about having competition arrive on their doorstep, and not one of them had wanted to admit that the chipmunk was much prettier and bound to take more than a bit of their business, even without any specialties. Wientar, an elf of a couple hundred years, was in the business for the convenience- she loved getting money for something she naturally wanted to do all the time anyway. She hated losing customers to a soft-eyed newcomer.
She looked over at the Lynx and let her mind brew an idea to put the pretty little thing in her place finally.
The girls continued to argue, and finally Reice, the chipmunk, piped in with her estimate. "I'd pay him twenty gold."
They all widened their eyes at her. Each of them only got a gold or two for a customer, as much as five for a generous patron, but only once had they seen someone get twenty gold, and that had been a special circumstance, after all the girl HAD allowed both men on her at once, that definitely deserved twenty gold.
Heda protested loudly. "Girl, you've got a lot to learn! Even I wouldn't be generous enough about his sexual talents, no matter HOW good he looks."
The other two nodded succinctly, they were women of the night, but they were very frugal with their money. Not one of them would pay 20 gold for a good dress, much less one night with a man. They were a silver a dozen! They all knew that. The Lynx had been glancing at them and finally they noticed. Three out of the four smiled invitingly at him. They might be on their afternoon break, but none wanted to lose good money for not paying attention.
He smiled a bit, seemingly amused at something behind them, before he turned back to the wine on the bar. They sighed in disappointment; obviously he was here for something else. They all turned back, Reice more quietly, to perusing the males in the room, and a few females in the same manner, debating loudly who was worth the most coin.
Wientar smirked and stood to sashay over to the bar where the lynx sat, her bright green dress only covered enough to make her decent and bared so much that many patrons often wondered when her breasts would fall out of the top or the skirt would fail to cover her butt. It always did...until her hand was filled with something shiney. Then she was quite generous with her view. She was a bit generous now, more because she wanted something out of him.
She slid up next to him and gave him a smooth, sensual smile. "Care to take a load off?"
The lynx glanced at her, his amber eyes considering as he scanned her body, and then turned back to the wine he was nursing. "I thought I had when I'd taken a seat. The wine seems to be helping me with the rest."
Wientar blinked in blatent surprise at the dismissal. She may not be the best looking in this town, but she didn't rate a dismissal. "I know who you're interested in, and I can get you in to see her for free..."
The lynx glanced at her sharply, but Wientar just smirked back.
The lynx wasn't about to be taken in and asked in his rough voice what his part would be.
Wientar smiled confidently. "You simply show her what the world is really like. She had some silly idea about beautiful endings, us girls think she's been coddled too much." She saw the lynx's eyes narrow a bit. She hurriedly tried to cover up her mistaken truth. "She usually fetches as much as 10 gold, and she usually has a waiting list...You just have to show her the truth." She smiled up at him and saw the wheels turning.
She knew the other patrons had coddled her, something about the beautiful face and tiny body made all males her slave, and unwilling to give her the same violent sex they always gave the other three girls. She wanted her to see what the other girls working here had to deal with. Maybe then she'd be less starry eyed.
She saw him hesitate and smiled. Time, she had time to waste. "You don't need to decide now, I'll let you think about that, and how she'd look naked underneath you." That seemed to spark something in his eyes, although his face remained blank. She slipped away and went back to the table humming. She'd seen that he was a cleric, but he was one for the god of war. She knew a few of those, they didn't like bland sex, they got too much excitement on the battlefield to ever settle for regular things in bed. He'd enjoy the excitement of breaking her spirit, she just had to let that image seep into his brain and he'd decide to let his morals go in favor of such a lucky break. She chuckled. Men were all so predictable.
"Now that was interesting." Sedwri muttered as he glanced over at the table of loose women. He had just come in for an ale after his last deception and had been propositioned by a hooker to break another one. He looked at the chipmunk, who was smiling a bit at the other three's antics. Their antics currently included teasing a poor bookish looking fellow a few tables over. The poor human was looking a little hot under the collar and more than a little tight in the breeches as the minx and doe gave him quite the display and the third gave him saultry looks, promising him a lot he was willing to bet she'd never go through with.
He shook his head and went back to his wine. He usually stuck with ale, but today he was celebrating, he'd gotten a big job impersonating a cleric and stealing some prized jewels from a temple of Ares. He had been especially pleased that the job came from a thief of a notable thief's guild. It meant that his name was making its way around the city and soon he'd be sought after for his talents. For now he was just happy those clerics hadn't succeeded in beheading him back at the temple. He'd been too tired to bother changing into his real clothes, and so had kept on the cleric's outfit rather than the usual traveling clothes he wore.
He flexed his right shoulder and winced. Note to self, next time bring a real mace, it serves a better battering ram then your own shoulder. He smirked, it had been worth it, he was now fifty gold richer than he'd been earlier, and hoped to spend it paying off the little place he had in the woods outside of town. Apparently even the woods had a price on it these days.
He sipped his wine and allowed himself to contemplate the Elf's offer. He was damn good at deceiving people, He was willing to bet he could get an evening with the chipmunk without ever paying a cent and without ever breaking the small creature. He looked her over and caught himself purring. She was something to look at, he usually preferred females that were his size, but for some reason her slight form appealed to him. It made him want to pounce her right here and now. He growled under his breath then looked away.
But if they caught him...He shook his head, being a part of that side of town, he knew that even prostitutes had thugs to take care of a dishonest deal. He glanced at the elf and sized her up. He was willing to bet she had some skills she was hiding from everyone. He glanced at the chipmunk again. Maybe she was good at deceiving others also, she couldn't have been a prostitute this long and keep that honest expression otherwise.
Sedwri tried to remember when he'd last had sex and winced. It was bad when it was an effort. He should just keep it simple and assume it had been quite a long time. He excused himself by reasoning that he'd been pretty busy with jobs lately and gaining the reputation he had. He ignored the voice in the back of his head that assured him he'd been busy...busy not having the money to get sex...
He snorted down at his wine. So he was less than charismatic...he could act like it if he needed to. Deceiving people had to be good for his sex life somehow. He finally made up his mind. This might the biggest deception he's ever done. And the most risky, he had the feeling his life and soul- if he managed to disappoint the goddess Leria- were on the line and he silently prayed to her to lend him some of her talents tonight. He might need a few favors. With that in mind he stepped away from the bar and motioned to get the elf's attention. She immediately saw him and slipped away from the table.
She smiled in triumph as she noticed it hadn't been a very long time since she'd propositioned him.
"It's a deal." He told her quietly, and when he looked longingly at the chipmunk he didn't have to fake it. His loins were already drawing blood from other parts of him. His sensitive nose could almost smell her already, but he made himself feign an evil smirk as the elf, Wientar as she'd told him finally, led him up the stairs and to a room with Reice written on the door. A rather good representation of a chipmunk was painted underneath it. Someone was an inspiring artist here at the Stag.
The room was plain and sensual all at once, it had deep red walls, with out any paintings on it, with a bed and chest on one wall and a table, chairs and an odd sling hanging from the ceiling. He looked at it curiously and sat down on the bed and started removing his clothes. Might as well ready himself for when she finally got here.
Reice frowned in curiosity as she mounted the stairs to the rooms, Wien' had been strangely vague about who was waiting for her. She just said that she was giving Reice a treat and she'd pay her 15 gold to sleep with him. She was absently wondering if the man was deformed or crippled somehow. Whoever it was, for 15 gold he got treated like a king. She'd even prepaid Reice, and she patted the coins that were in a hidden pocket. This should prove interesting, if not pleasurable, for her.
She paused outside her door and took the time to make sure she was "presentable". Mainly she was loosening the few buttons that held the skimpy dress on her. She was getting paid to be nude or close to it, so she was coming through. Her tail was low behind her and she braced herself for what kind of man was waiting for her, contrary to she knew what Wien' thought, she had had plenty of odd customers, which was why she had that chest in her room- it was full of sex toys- not any of her clothes. She just got a lot of customer's when they thought she was unbroken. She chuckled as she put her hand on the door handle, more like unbreakable.
As soon as the door closed behind her she let the dress fall to the ground and finally looked up for her customer. She gasped when she met something the total opposite of what she'd been expecting. In front of her was a lithe muscular Lynx, in full, proud nudity. His steel gray furr smoothly covered subtlely etched muscles and as her eyes found the main object that demanded her attention she made a low sound in her throat.
He was standing out proudly from his sheath, complete with a subtle row of barbs along the outer edge. Her dark eyes rose to his as she heard it finally. He was purring, and the deep, full rumble made her curl her toes. His eyes looked back at her with hot blatent lust. After a few moments she wondered what his defect was, Wein' didn't like her at all and wouldn't give her such a treat.
"She made a deal with you didn't she?" She backed away a bit so that the door was against her back.
She left out what kind of deal she thought it was, but the Lynx seemed to understand anyway and half smiled at her, padded over to her smoothly- making her shake a bit.
"Yes she did," He paused a handsbreath away from her and she could almost feel his purring, it was vibrating through her and messing with her senses. She knew she was losing her ability to think straight and tried to fight it. "But I intend to hold my own deal, as long as you can act fairly well." He ducked his head to tease her lips.
She started. Kissing was an unwritten 'nono' among whores. It was far too intimate for business. She looked up, and she had to strain her neck, as she wasn't even 5 feet tall, merely 4 feet and 10 inches tall, while he easily topped 6 feet. "What kind of deal? What do you mean act well?"
He gave up keeping his distance and put his hands on her waist, lifting her up into him. She let out a small groan as she felt his hard length against her. He proceeded to set her down on the bed and she tried to distract him from the evil purpose she knew he was up to.
His mouth gaped open as she expert drew his length into her small mouth, she ran her tongue along his barbs slowly, then stroked up and down the sides before finally letting her mouth close around the length tightly. He let out a growl and pushed her away, straddling her as she fell back onto the bed. His purring form and hard length pressed into her as he buried his head into her neck and breathed in deeply.
Finally he told spoke again, his voice husky. "My deal is for both of us to enjoy ourselves, an even trade. Wientar's idea was for me to break you, I prefer to let you act your way through making her believe I did just that." He licked at a spot on her neck and nibbled a spot nearby, causing her to shiver. "Deal?"
Her legs went up on either side of him as she smiled, her eyes closed. "Deal." She reached down with one paw and took his hot length into her hand, stroking it, and soon earning a growl again and him pulling away.
Soon she figured out that he wasn't pulling away...he was moving down.
She started as she realized he was planning on making love to her, not just having sex. She whimpered before she could stop herself. She wasn't sure that would be good for her mental health, but soon she flung her head back with eyes wide and spread her legs as wide as they'd go.
He'd licked her outer lips with his tongue and his purring made it something otherworldly as he licked first the wet outside, then the crevace in between. She whimpered a different whimper this time, lifting her hips into him. He paused for a moment, causing her to quiver a bit with impatience and he breathed in her scent deeply. She cried out when he suddenly dove his rough tongue inside of her, her paws moved to his- which were currently cupping her nether cheeks to keep her firmly to him. As he continued her nails dug into the back of his forearms, drawing blood as she quivered with what was a building orgasm. She felt it coming and suddenly tore away from him and pushed him onto his back roughly, causing him to start in surprise.
She never liked to come immediately and enjoyed the feeling when she denied herself in the middle of it. She eagerly took his barbed length into her paws and slid it into her mouth, moaning at the feeling and heard him growl purringly.
He finally arched his hips into her as she used her experience on him, he felt himself just starting to build and looked down at her, two could play that game, he took her head in his hands and forced her up to his mouth, he held her head as he kissed her deeply, earning a sound deep in her throat and her full hearted response. They kissed for a long moment and then He dove his finger into her building up a slow rhythm as she bucked over him, her paw going to his length as she stroked it and pulled at it. Soon she was on the edge of her orgasm as well as he and they looked down at each other in mutual agreement and stopped she kissed him and swiftly mounted him.
She knew she'd be tight and she enjoyed the sensation as she rode him smoothly. His paws searched out her breasts and as she moved he tweaked her nipples, causing her to cry out, and him to groan when he felt her inner walls clench around him.
He was the one to stop. This time he had a question. "Show me what the sling is for."
She smirked and let her tail rise to stay parallel with her back and dismounted him. He sat up and eagerly made his way for the sling as she adjusted a few straps and then smiled at him. In a few moments they were in a pleasantly odd position. He was in a sitting position and she was mounted on him facing away, Her hands holding some straps to hold her in a diagonal position, her knees were braced on another set of straps.
She gasped once she finally settled on him. They both then groaned at the mutually awesome feelings. They fit together perfectly like this, and they were both still on a huge high from previously denying themselves.
They started to move and his eyes widened a bit in amazement, the straps and the fact that they were in midair, took every sense and put it on their joined bodies, and the swaying added another element to the lovemaking.
After a few strokes they were flying against each other, her claws her digging into his thighs as she let out a primal sound from the back of her throat, he was growling and purring underneath her as they moved fast and hard against each other. They came to the edge and leaped over it together.
Her orgasm came with a piercing scream and his with a loud cat cry. They flew and drifted back down together as they quivered and shook with the fire and sparks that shot through their whole beings. She collapsed and he pulled her back against him and cuddled her to him. He purred softly and they lay there in the afterglow.
She quietly lay there for a long while, dozing. Finally she spoke. "I should've paid you."
He grinned and chuckled and tilted her chin up so that he could look into her eyes. "Maybe you will." He kissed her softly and she looked at him and smiled finally, content for now...