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Chapter 23 by Jizzrar Jizzrar

Do you try to protect her?

Accepting a Sudden Compulsion

You were still trying to come up with how to handle this situation, struggling to fight lust and instinct with logic and reasoning. As much as you would love to wrap the poor, naive girl into some naughty shenanigans...her parents probably wouldn't appreciate that and you'd be out trying to find a place to rest again. But the men had surely noticed the more comely features of the interloper and it didn't take a mind reader to know what was going on in their minds. You need to do something quick!

That was when your eyes came across the bra you had discarded for your "bet". And for some reason, you had a...compulsion. You wondered how Yona would looked in this underwear you grabbed. It was a weird thing to obsess about, but the strangeness of it didn't cross your mind. You just really, really, really wanted to see the innkeeper's daughter in the underwear.

Quickly scooping down and picking up the bra, you turned around and bolted right for the poor girl and wrapped your arms around her. You put a hand over her mouth and used the surprise of your actions subdue her. You smile at the men and chuckled, "Pardon me, but do you gents happen to have a room already paid out for?"

The three of them blinked but the fat one had responded with a nod, "Uh...ye-yeah. Upstairs, second on the left." You thanked them and began backing towards the stairs, "Just give me an hour to settle things with her and, to compensate for the disturbance...you all can just take me after that hour. Deal? Good!"

Without waiting for them to respond you just look to the innkeeper, "Just give a few minutes with her, yes? Just don't want an "issue" to arise from this." You subtly motioned him with your eyes to gaze at both your and her's bodies before nodding to the gamblers still eyeing the both of you up. After a moment of digesting everything, the man just nodded ,"Uuuugh...s-sure. Understandable."

Smiling at him and giving him a wink, the man's daughter kept squirming in your arms as you dragged her upstairs and into the men's room...hoping that the innkeeper will do his part to ensure those gamblers didn't come in prematurely. With the room's door firmly shut and locked, you let go of the girl and looked at her.

She appeared to be both furious and scared at the same, which is understandable. There were many methods to handle this situation...but how was it going to be tackled?

Follow the Compulsion? Or Something Else?

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