Mina and Steve

"Tasos is a good egg, but he's too into all that frolicky old-timey hoopla," Mina began. "The real good stuff is upstairs."

Steve had to admit, he found Mina's take-charge attitude attractive. "Oh? What's up there?"

"All sorts of good stuff, I promise," she assured with a smile.

Her small tusks were more prominent when she did that. Steve stood by his earlier assessment in her exotic beauty, though he guessed with those teeth that orc women probably didn't go down on their men. Steve gave a little shiver at the thought.

"You okay?" Mina asked when they reached the stairs.

"Yeah, this is all still new to me, that's all," Steve assured.

"I hear ya. Wasn't easy for my tribe when we first came over. We figured with the rep we had among humans that'd we all be killed on sight," Mina confessed as she started up the stairs.

Steve followed behind, though he quickly found himself looking at the she-orc's ass. It filled out her jeans nicely, round, but with undeniable firmness to it. It reminded Steve of the more attractive fitness models he'd seen who were muscular, but not grotesquely so.

"Well thank goodness we had enough sense to separate truth and fiction," Steve said in reply, eyes still glued to Mina's fine backside.

"Oh we orcs deserve at least part of our rep. We're a rough and tumble bunch." She grinned, though Steve couldn't see it. She could feel him practically burning a whole in her pants with his eyes. Good, he was interested. She was worried that maybe he'd react like most human men, but clearly he wasn't like those she'd met until now. "Though the whole ****, cannibalism, and constantly killing each other thing is largely overblown."

"Largely?" Steve couldn't help but ask as they reached the top.

"Yeah. Early on we were a lot like your Vikings. We did a lot of the same things, well, minus the boats. We've never really taken to water. Then when we started losing, we started to realize that hey, these guys have nice weapons and good food, so we'll take stuff elsewhere and use that to buy stuff from the guys we can't beat," Mina explained matter-of-factly. "As for the fighting each other, most of that is us just roughhousing with each other. Nothing like a friendly brawl between warriors." She smirked craftily. "Well, except fucking."

"I see." Steve wasn't quite sure if he had gulped or not.

"Over here," she said calmly as if she hadn't just said what she had. She took him over to an area lit up by a dull red color. "This is my favorite area."