Another customer!

Standing at the forge's entrance is another one of her customers! But not just anyone, oh no, it was the scariest, toughest, tallest mercenary Rolga had ever seen: it was Shanks, the green skinned, 6' 8", absolutely shredded, half-orc woman!

Her black hair hangs loose about her shoulders, and she was wearing her battle-scarred armor, which gives a new meaning to the term 'breast plate' (Rolga has to keep from staring at the um... plate's uh... impressive size). Her little fangs were visible even from this distance. She was looking around, quite bored, evidently not noticing the naked human couple cooing and rubbing against each other just around the corner.

Realizing she was also naked, Rolga started to panic.

I can't just walk up to her naked! I need to put something on!

The dwarf looked around desperately for her apron, but her heart sank when she saw the humans were standing on it. Hilda was delivering a line of sloppy kisses down Hunk's chest, going lower and lower until she was kneeling in front of him, her hands tenderly cradling and kissing his throbbing member as he let out some decidedly un-manly sounds.

Rolga blushes, getting hornier and also feeling a little jealous that she wasn't the one polishing that pole, before remembering her predicament.

Wait! I've still got sire's underpants!

Rolga squeezed her thighs as she shivered a little and then instinctually brought the garment up to her nose for a quick sniff, sighing in pleasure.

I suppose he wont notice if I borrow these for a little while...

The dwarf blushes again as she steps into the oversized garment and pulls them up her legs. Thankfully the fabric is able to cling to her hips enough to keep it from immediately falling off her body, and the legs of the shorts come down to her kneecaps. A wet spot also immediately forms on the crotch.

Maybe she wont notice...

Rolga minces to the entrance and greets Shanks, keeping one hand on her breasts while the other holds onto her embarrassing stolen underwear.

"H-hello!" Rolga says, wincing as Hunk lets out a rather girly 'NYAUH!' from the other side of the forge. "How can I help you today Mistress Shanks?"

The half-orc looks down at the half-naked dwarf, causing the already nervous woman to feel even more self-conscious.