A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part One - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part One

... off him. “I suppose you should get back.”

Despite both trying to act like nothing had happened, the sentry leered knowingly at the sergeant when they returned to the guard station. It was obvious, really, by the amount of time he was away what had gone on. Besides, Cadwarra’s hair was disordered, she was walking slowly due to the huge member she had serviced and was grinning contentedly in the way a female looks after a good lay.

The sergeant maintained his poise, nonetheless. “Any trouble while I was gone?” he asked gruffly.

“None. Orders came for more badgers, just like I said, though. So we will see a few folk coming in once word gets around”

The sergeant nodded and said no more. He went over to the sentry’s tent. It was a small thing with room only for a storage chest and a cot meant for a soldier on break to rest a few minutes. The sergeant dug around in the chest and came up with a Blackened Iron Mace. Not a bad looking weapon, though a bit small for the sargeant. He proferred it to Cadwarra saying “I think this will serve you better than that tin thing you have been using.”

Cadwarra took it, eyes wide. She swung it experimentally feeling it fit her small hand perfectly. It was lovely. She looked at the sergeant uncertainly. “....are you sure?”

The sergeant smiled and nodded. “Absolutely. It suits you and you earned it.”

The sentry was some yards away but he pricked up his ears when he heard that. Seeing this, the sergeant added a little too ...

... hastily “....for killing all those pests, you see.” The sentry just looked at Cadwarra lasciviously.

Noting his expression the sergeant decided there was no point carrying on the charade. “Look” he scowled at the sentry “There is nothing went on here needs to get back to the Captain, got it?”

The sentry nodded obediently. He knew being on a sergeant’s bad side was not worth the trouble. Still, he had needs too, and he decided to play his hand. “Welllll...” he began slowly. “That’s no problem. But maybe you would feel a little more assured of that if I was a part of the...er...crime.”

The sergeant pondered the suggestion. He was soldier enough to understand that when a willing female was available, it was rude to keep her to yourself.

“Alright” he said. “Fair enough. But the lady is no camp follower. It is up to her if she wants to bed you......and if she agrees, she is worth quite a bit” He turned and looked at Cadwarra. “Cedric is proposing he beds you, too, Miss. It is up to you.”

“And I’ll give you fifty copper for your kindness, Miss.” The sentry added, tipping his helmet respectfully.

Cadwarra blushed. This was getting very odd. Honouring Tunare was fine, and she had no reservations about doing so with the sentry, seeing how kindly the sentry had also been, but things were done so oddly with these Qeynos Humans. And more gifts before the act was even performed! So strange.

Regardless, she was about to agree when the sergeant cut in quietly. “She is worth 5 ...