A bit of a rocky start.

"Y-yeah. Why? Do you not want me anymore?"

You looked over at Kimdile and sighed. "Honestly, I didn't think it was real. I thought it was some sort of joke, or a cosplay prostitute thing. I wasn't expecting..."

Kimdile shrugged, looking down. "It's no joke. We goblins make it a business to sell each other off to spouses who want them. I'm sorry if I'm not your type. I know I talk a lot, and I read too many books, so my words are different from most goblins."

You put your hand on her shoulder, crouching to meet her eyes. "You really sell each other? Why?"

Kimdile rattled off a series of phrases as if it were a mantra, her speech suddenly becoming very coarse. "We goblins are in great numbers and not always able to find happy lives. Since there are so many humans without spouses and wishing they did, we made it so we can make both sides happy. Luckily, we goblins are not very picky with who we are with. We don't care if our spouse is ugly or anti-social or whatever. So long as they give us a place to live and fuck us regularly, we are happy. Our ancestors have been doing this for centuries and we are perfectly fine with it. In fact, we love it."

She continued to avoid your gaze as you processed this. Eventually, you responded, "You don't seem to really believe that."

Kimdile looked up at you and shrugged, struggling to hold back tears. "Personally, I was hoping to be wanted. And I'm not really a big fan of a system that throws me and mine into other worlds for the pleasure of others and the profit of our elites. But trying to get out didn't... go well, so I stopped fighting. And here I am. Unwanted and alone and so, so far from home."

She began to cry, hugging you. This startled you for a moment, but after that moment passed, you returned her embrace, clumsily attempting to soothe her. Her long back hair was surprisingly soft, and her thin little frame was warm and comforting to the touch. "There, there," You say, trying to comfort her. "I didn't say I didn't want you. As it happens, you actually are exactly my type."

Kimdile sniffled, wiping her nose on your chest. "Really?"

"Mm-hm. Smart, sensitive, determined, and cute."

She pulled back, looking up at you with hopeful, teary eyes. "You think I'm cute?"

You nod. Who wouldn't find this eager, raven-haired goblin girl adorable? "I do. It'll take some time to get used to the fact that I'm married, and to a goblin, no less, but I'll get used to it."

Kimdile smiled, wiping tears from her eyes. "I'll... go unpack my things. Where's the bedroom?"

You hesitated. Cute she may be, but were you really ready to sleep with her? You'd only met her today. Shaking off your momentary hesitation, you point to the door to your bedroom. You think to yourself, "Just because we sleep in the same bed doesn't mean we have to... sleep together."

She dragged her suitcase over to your room and began to unpack.

You sat back on the couch, mulling over your situation. You weren't exactly looking for a relationship, but here one was. Truth be told, you were still a virgin. You weren't exactly experienced in the world of women, let alone goblin women.

You hoped you could keep up, if it ever came to... sleeping together.