Birthday part one

My dreams are uncharacteristically sexual, I rarely dreamt of sex and when I did it never felt this real... "wait is this real" I think as I am roused from my slumber. As my eyes open I see a large object under the covers shifting at my crotch level, this was no dream. I lift the covers to see Quinara propped up on her forearms her head bobbing up and down on my dick, upon seeing me Quinara releases my dick from her mouth "morning birthday boy" she says before resuming her blowjob. "Oh fuck what a way to wake up" I groan in pleasure, Quinara says nothing but begins to suck harder and move faster gliding her lips up and down my rigid pole with more fervour. It's not long before my threshold is reached and I'm spurting my load into Quinara's mouth, with two quick gulps Quinara swallows down my release. "Happy birthday runt" Quinara says planting kisses up my torso has she repositions from my crotch to my face.

"What a birthday present" I sigh happily, before broaching the subject I was concerned about "so are you finally gonna tell me what you have planned?"
"I suppose since it's your birthday... I think we should teach those 'orc hunters' a lesson" she says confidently, I raise an eyebrow "how so?" I ask wanting a definitive plan "so we spend the day with them, we do some training then at the end of the night we start drinking, we get them comfortable and then when it's just us and them after the innkeeper locks up. I think I show them just how much control you really have over me, I won't hurt them just scare the fuck out of them" Quinara explains, as much as I wanted to do that hell after their comments the other day I wouldn't even object to hurting them, I was still concerned about our cover. "Are you sure about this? I want to get back at them too but if word gets out that you're not tamed..." I leave the rest unsaid, Quinara knew the consequences as well as I did. "Yeah, I'm sure. They deserve it, and" she takes a breath "hopefully when I don't actually hurt them they'll have a new perspective on orcs" I could see the hope in Quinara's eyes, and even though I thought this was a bad idea, I trusted my wife. "Ok well I guess too late to back out now" I say unsure, Quinara can tell I wouldn't proceed if it was up to me but that I would go through with her scheme.

We get dressed and meet up with Jasper and the others, I let them know the plan is to do some training then do some drinking. As we walk to the empty plains behind the tavern to train, Lucian whispers to me "h-hey how are we gonna make sure she doesn't hurt us?" I look at the young man, then back to Quinara his fears weren't unreasonable the acne ridden teen was even smaller than me Quinara was comparatively a giant. "I'll speak to her don't worry" I reassure him before striding ahead to catch up to Quinara "my level" I bark at her getting her to lean in allowing me to whisper. "Take it easy on the kid, I say gesturing to Lucian. He's a bit concerned about you hurting him" Quinara nods then standing tall gets us to stop "is here good to train master?" She asks me performatively, I nod an affirmative and Jasper steps forward "I want go first, I have never fought an orc head on before I think your pet will be good training" he says with confidence bordering on cocky. "Sure, go easy on him" I instruct Quinara as they move to fight each other.

The fight could barely be called a fight, Quinara embarrasses Jasper with barely a few seconds before she had laid him out on the floor. Quinara wasn't trying to hurt him, but she was far from taking it easy, if she had gone this hard in my first training session with her I think I would still be terrified of her. "Ugh fuck" he groans as he gets up, I stifle a laugh. The rest of the days training goes pretty much the same, Quinara and me embarrassing them in every sparring match. Quinara does at least take it a bit easier on Lucian which is reassuring as he certainly seemed like the type who would have broke down if she had gone harder. I couldn't say that I preferred this to spending my birthday with just me and Quinara but I couldn't deny how cathartic it was to humble the group by proving with no uncertainty that we were just better at this. I also couldn't help but feel a real sense of pride in that less than a year ago I had never even held a sword and here I was beating people who'd could've had a decade of experience under their belt; admittedly I did have a far better teacher than they had, if they even had a teacher.

With our training done we head back to the Nags Head, the plan being to clean up then meet in the bar for dinner and drinks. Flint on the way back makes a boastful comment about how he could drink Quinara under the table, I do roll my eyes at the absurdity of the statement but I let him boast, Quinara would likely prove him wrong later assuming our reveal doesn't lead to ****.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" I ask Quinara in our room, this was our last chance to back out of the plan and I still had my concerns. Quinara nods "yeah" that was all I needed I may not have Quinara's confidence in this plan but if she did then it was the plan. We bathe and get dressed, my stomach beginning to rumble the training had left me starved.

Our meal wasn't spectacular, a pie with what was apparently a goat and mushroom filling but I hadn't tasted nor seen any goat in the pastry; it was paired with a watery gravy and some root vegetables over boiled to the point that they no longer had any bite left in them and could effortlessly be mushed. I make no complaints though as it was the best we could get in these parts and I was hungry enough to where it didn't matter, Quinara polishes off two portions of the food fuelling up for what was set out to be a heavy night of drinking. Jasper scoffs "your beast must cost you heavy on your long trips, I imagine she eats you out of supplies on the regular" I avoid narrowing my eyes and looking at him with scorn and instead deflect "aye but she also can carry far more supplies so she makes up for it. She's never a burden" I feel Quinara's knee nudge me under the table and I take the subtle gesture as appreciation.

"Take our plates and bring a round of beers over" Jasper instructs snapping his fingers at Quinara, he was giving my wife an order, I could kill him right there and then but Quinara plays along "of course." She gathers the plates like a dutiful maid and takes them to the bar ordering five beers for us, "I'm not gonna lie it feels right having an orc wait on me" Jasper jokes. My restraint would certainly be tested tonight, I grit my teeth trying not to give away my displeasure. Fortunately for me a quintet of mugs filled with a deep amber ale are placed on the table as Quinara returns, we each take one "happy birthday" Flint says holding his mug out, we all cheers with a few happy birthday wishes, the only one I really cared about was Quinaras.