Chapter 0 - Date Night

Owls hanging on nearby trees hooted their evening song. Wind chimes brushed by the autumn breeze rang their tinny tones. And the sky above was sprinkled with countless stars that blinked like fairies across a seemingly limitless black canvas.

It was that part of the evening when most Gridanians were asleep in bed or cuddled up beneath hefty blankets reading novels by the light of aetheric lanterns.

And so it would have been for Kristjan, if he slept alone. Instead he found himself sharing a bed with B’rail, a woman he met only a few weeks prior. 

A woman whose hair was red like a cooking fire, with braids that hung down beside her fuzzy cheek and brushed against his dark sepia-toned chest. Her broad curvy figure hinted at her Hrothgar heritage, while her soft eyes and slight shoulders and tail better resembled a Miqo’te woman. But unlike most miqo’te, her arms ended in big soft paws, hinting at her partial Hrothgar heritage.

Kristjan slapped his palms down on B’rail’s thighs. The sudden swat from beneath the blankets made her jump, which only ground her lap into his and her breasts against his chest. His hands slid up those firm runner’s thighs towards her round butt. He felt her tail flicking from side to side in nervous excitement as he gripped her ass tighter.

    “So like,” Kristjan said, “Did you think we’d like, end up here tonight?”

He raised his chin to meet her eyes. She had a lovely pair of mismatched pools that shined like tiny fireflies in the room, with a light that he could almost swear to have felt as she timidly pressed her paws to his chest.

B’rail shook her head and said, “No, I thought we’d have left our separate ways after dinner.” She admitted. “But here we are.”

She spoke with a hushed whisper, almost as if she were concerned that they’d be heard by the rooms to their left and right…and perhaps she was right.

Kristjan grinned and squeezed his fingers tight. He could imagine the small indents his fingertips made on the woman’s rear, like tiny dimples on two shapely cheeks. The pressure made her gasp and press down on his chest.

“Ah!” B’rail remarked.

“But here we are.” Kristjan said. “And like, we could totally just like, roll over and sleep. But if you’re willing. Then we could play.”

B’rail’s nose wrinkled as she huffed and batted a paw on his muscular chest.

“Why is it my choice?” She said,

Kristjan snickered and squeezed her rear again. She beat at his fingers with a soft whip of her tail. He then curled his fingers to dig into her curves until half-moons appeared on her flesh. She sighed again and her eyes lidded in a dreamy manner with her eyes rolling back and her maw parting open to breathily moan.

“I did say I’d treat you when I asked you to, like, come with me tonight. So if you want something you have to ask.”

“You are so mean.” she said.

“What are you going to do about it?” he said.

She smirked and bit the space between them and flashed a hint of her fangs. Her paws roamed down his chest as if mapping out every muscle on his hard dark body. Her touch brushed over his skin and down his abs until at last she reached the waistband of his boers.

“I think,” she finally said, “I’ll start with this.”

She watched him as she tugged down on his clothes. And much like a pring-loaded trap, his hard cock whipped out and slapped her lower torso. The sudden beating of that dick made her gasp  as she looked down his body in wonder.

“You can see in the dark?” Kristjan asked.

B’rail gripped the viera’s cock and guided it down her nether lips. She slid the tip up and down her hot wet pussy, feeling it grow slicker and sticker from their juices. Then, as she batted her lashes at him, she guided the cock to thrust between those hot wet lips.

“I see well enough Hnnghh to put it in the right spot.” she said.

“Then like, leave the rest to me, babe.” he said.

His hands moved from her ass to her hips. He held onto her tight and forced her down onto his cock. B’rail arched her back and moaned so loud that for a moment, the sounds of wind chimes and owls were drowned out by one woman’s lusts.

And soon enough, the room was deafened to all sounds but two lustful bodies crashing together on an autumn day.