Fairly safe.

“I think we're safe enough, now that we know what to look for.” You tell Cassia trying not to pay attention to how her fingers are running along the gap in her armor. “But I think we'd better stick together from now on.” Cassia nods in quiet agreement but her mind appears to be occupied by some other concern.

“I keep thinking about how tempted you must have been by those demons.” Cassia says. She is still sitting on the blanket and the way she is looking up at you with her big eyes that make you ashamed of the way you behaved. “Were they very beautiful? It is said that the Demons have the power to become whatever it is that their victims find most attractive.”

“I'm sorry.” you mutter.

“Don't be ashamed Adonis!" Cassia's words shock you. "When that demon woke me with a kiss and I thought it was you..." She looks down at her lap and takes a deep breath before once again meeting your gaze. “I know how tempting just one demon can be, and there were two of them offering themselves to you.”

To your amazement Cassia closes the gap between your bodies pressing her soft curves against your emaciated frame. “Help me take some of this armor off, I have something I want to try.” Her small hands pull at the buckles of the armor loosening straps that hold it tight. “There is something in this evil buried city that enflames our passions, Adonis. I know we can't give in entirely, but perhaps we can bend a little so we don't break.”

“Cassia, you don't ...” You tell her trying to convince yourself as well as her.

“Shut up Adonis, and help.” She says as pulls the heavy leather haubalk over your head. It takes a little longer for you to remove her top because her hands are working on the buckles that hold your leggings onto your emaciated hips. She pulls the quilted pants off along with your leggings and boots and smiles in satisfaction as she sees your erection pop free. With a final burst of effort you pull her padded top off and her marvelous breasts are also exposed.

Cassia's hands wrap around the thick shaft of your manhood. “I've never held a man like this, but I think I understand the general idea.” She tells you as her hand begins to stroke you. “At least three times tonight you have saved me from those who would have used me for their pleasure.” Her hand is warm as it pulls at your foreskin with growing confidence. “By all that is sacred, you have earned what they were going to take by force. I don't dare give you that reward as long as we are in this cursed subterranean city, but I can at least try to ease your stress.”

The memory of the demons stilled your rising passion for just a moment, but the feeling of Cassia's other hand cupping your scrotum and rolling your balls between her fingers soon has you even harder than before.

“Does this feel right?” She asks, reminding you that this is her first hand job. She takes the grunt you give as affirmation, which is a good thing because as fantastic as this feels you didn’t think you can even speak. “I love the feeling of your hardness.” Her eyes find yours before she continues. “You’ve been trying to hide this from me all night, but trust me, I noticed. I saw how you shifted awkwardly trying to keep me from seeing this.” In the cool blue light that streamed from the stone in your hand you can just see Cassia bite her full lower lip nervously before she knelt at your feet.

“Cassia…” You stammer not knowing what to say.

“Shut up, and keep watch!” She tells you again this time more fiercely than before, and then dips her head and kisses the swollen purple head of your cock. You feel the wet heat of Cassia’s spittle drip onto your cock and with the added lubrication her hand moves even faster.

Seconds later you can hold back no longer. With a great throbbing surge you shoot wad after wad of white cream into the air. One gob of your cum lands on Cassia’s bare throat, and trickles towards her breast and another stream she catches in her hand. She uses the dripping fluid to further lubricate your aching cock and she strokes you steadily until the last drop is squeezed from your member.

“Will that help?” Cassia asks with a hint of pride in her voice. “I can try again later if you need me to.”

You stare at her in stunned silence. This had been your first handjob, just as it had been hers and you were still struggling to come to grips with just how much better it felt to have a woman’s soft hand stroking you than your own rough palm.

“Was I too rough?” She asks concerned by your lack of response. “I should have used my mouth. Its just I wasn’t sure…”

Pulling Cassia back to her feet you wrap your arms around her...