Better not risk it.

You already decided that diplomacy wasn’t going to work out for you, why change tact now? No, you’ll trust in your skills to get you through this. You’re still somewhat exhausted from the day’s labors but you don’t see any way to avoid some sort of encounter with the nymph.

Remaining low you move towards the door and silently unlatch it. With the way into the lodge cleared for her you fade into the shadows behind the door and wait. If you can’t get out then you’ll bring her in and deal with her on your terms.

Soon enough her footsteps arrive at the door and it swings open further. “H-hello?” A soft voice calls timidly into the dark. She doesn’t enter just yet and you continue to wait. “Maybe I should… go back home.” Sylvana murmurs to herself and yet you next hear her step over the threshold of your lodge.

She moves forward and comes to stand fully inside. You remain still, breath still as her gaze sweeps the room and passes right over you. Either nymphs have terrible night vision or your abilities have more of an effect than you’d thought.

“He should be here… I never saw him leave.” She muttered, once more turning her back to you. Your muscles tensed and you prepared to leap. She’d been watching you had she? Time to find out more. You gather yourself and with what strength you have propel yourself at her back. Your arm encircles her neck and cuts short the startled “Eeep!” That escapes her as you both fall to the ground.

“Watching me, nymph? Why?” You snarl into her ear, your limbs twining around her in a full body hold made slightly less effective by how much shorter you are than her. Holding her like this you can’t help but notice how soft she is beneath you. Her bountiful breasts press against your arm, and your groin grinds against the inviting embrace of her ass. You struggle to remain focused on keeping her restrained as your body begins to respond. The matter only made worse as the sweet scent of her fills your senses.

“I-I-I saw you lay your claim on the clearing. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t here to cause harm to the trees!” She goes still beneath you, shivering slightly in fear. Not much of a guardian you guessed, if she scared this easily.

“Is that it? Seems like a poor idea to try to find me while I sleep if that was your only goal.” You growl, pressing for more answers and struggling not to lose focus as your cock slips from your sheathe to lay in the soft valley of her rear.

She stills completely as she feels the hard length of you nestle against her. “I… wanted to find the stones. You have them, don’t you?” The rune stones? Why would she want those? “The glade… it needs them. It’s not the same. Can’t you feel it?” Come to think of it the prickling feeling that had suffused the area had disappeared when the stones were added to your stockpile. “You need to put them back.”

“I need to, do I? It sounds to me like you need me to. What will you give me for them?” You ask her, loosening your grip on her some and moving your hips to grind between the enveloping globes of her ass. Your actions give her a good idea as to what you really want from her.

“I’d… do anything.” She whispers hesitantly. She lifts her hips, pressing back into you and offering up herself. You smirk, having promised nothing you’ll take this opportunity. You disentangle your limbs from hers and kneel behind her. Your angry red, throbbing hard length in hand you slide it between her thighs and are greeted by a soft moan. The coverings over her cunt lips part naturally to make way for you and reveal her nectar covered snatch.

The sweetness of her arousal fills the air. You certainly hadn’t been expecting this when you’d gone to sleep. If you had to be awoken by an intruder best that it was an attractive, submissive one. You bring your hand down on her rear, watching as her springy flesh jiggles from the sharp impact. She inhales sharply but doesn’t cry out, burying her face in the crook of her arm.

“Well then, let’s test that claim.” You tell her, lining up your tapered tip and sheathing yourself to the hilt in one rough thrust.

“Mmnnnh!” She moans, biting down on her arm and gasping at the sudden penetration into her sultry depths. Her heat surrounds you, the sticky slick nectar that coats her insides provides ample lubrication for your movement as you begin to rail her. Each thrust pushing her further into the dirt. Grinning you reach forward and wrap your hands in the vine-like strands of her hair. A sharp tug pulls her head up and she cries out once more.

“Don’t hold it in.” You order her bluntly, holding her head up as your animalistic thrusts shunt her forward bit by bit. Your rough treatment of her seems to be more than she bargained for, and yet she doesn’t struggle. Her pliant insides squeeze harder, tightening around your cock like a vise, making you **** her to open to you anew with each forceful thrust into her.

“Oh fuck!” Sylvana gasps. “No, please… this isn’t… isn’t what I meant!” She cries, denying the pleasure that courses through her, shaking her head while her nectar drips to liberally coat her thighs.

“No? Then I guess you don’t need the stones.” You tell her, stopping and pushing her away from you. Snorting in disgust you sit on your cot as she dazedly looks back at you from where she lays on the ground.

“Wait… no… I do. I need it. Them… I need them.” Sylvana stutters, bewildered by the sudden emptiness and lack of sensation after the brief ****. She scrambles towards you, her hands clasping your leg and dragging herself closer. “Please... “

“Prove it then. That you’ll do anything.” You tell her, nodding to your glistening cock flesh. It twitches, shining with the coating of her nectar that covers it. She glances at it and swallows nervously before leaning down. Her tongue extends in a tentative lick. “By the gods, it’s not going to bite you, get your lips around it grove slut.” You bark at her impatiently and she flinches before diving to push the tip between her plump lips. She looks up at you nervously as her head gently bobs and you nod in approval.

She relaxes as she continues, slowly growing more comfortable with the action. You rest your hand atop her head and press. “Deeper.” You growl softly, beginning to guide her with the pressure you place on her. She follows your cues and her eyes slowly glaze over as she falls into the role of orally pleasuring you. Slowly but surely you feel the familiar warmth growing in your fuzzy balls as your climax approaches. Setting a faster pace for her you place your hands on either side of her head, taking advantage of her focus on you. Tightening your grip you begin to forcefully pull her closer, fucking her lips and savoring the surprise in her gaze she returns her eyes to yours. She gags on your length and saliva streams from the corner of her mouth as she struggles to accommodate your invasion of her throat.

You show no mercy at her signs of distress and doggedly pursue your own pleasure, using the nymph’s lips and throat as nothing more than a cock sleeve to reach your climax. Soon enough you near the crest and with one final thrust you grind her nose into your groin. Trapping her in place you **** feed her your spunk, the hot liquid coating her throat with spray after spray.

When your climax finally ends you pull the dazed and half suffocated nymph off of your slowly softening dick. “That was a good start. Next time don’t interrupt my sleep.” You haul her to the door and shove her out, noticing a message you’d normally only associated with players.

You have fallen ****. Respawning in 10 seconds.

You must have deprived her of more oxygen than you’d thought and now she was returning to her home tree. You didn’t think it was possible to perform a non-lethal take down of a mob. Interesting. When the time is up her body fades and you receive a notification. 100 experience received! Huh. So long as she didn’t become hostile after that little encounter you may have a good thing here. Shrugging to yourself you return to your cot and settle in to try and get at least a bit more sleep before morning.