The good stuff

Lara's cottage had been hastily converted into a kitchen and larder, the only furnishings she had allowed herself being the bed pushed to the back wall. It had turned the comfortable cozy little building into something hot and cramped. Sly found her there in only a light shift and a rag to tie her wild brown hair back. The tension in her body causing the lithe musculature of her back stand in sharp relief as she peeled tubers. She had thrown herself into the mundane task so deeply that she had completed a basket before noticing her observer in the doorway.

"This isn't quite what I meant when I said to claim a cottage you know." He said as he steadied the basket she had nearly dropped upon turning.

"Is somethin' the matter with it? I got set up as best I could, m'lord." She said as she tried her best curtsy.

"It was meant to be a home. Not just a place to labor." He said with a half smile and shake of his head. "And none of this m'lord nonsense. When we aren't playing at diplomacy anyway. I may have to put on airs occasionally but it doesn't really fit." He took the basket aside to fill with water as he spoke. "Diced?"

"Huh?" The confusion was adorable but she regained herself a bit as Sly nodded at the food indicated the tip of his thumb as a measure. "Yeah. Diced. What? I can manage."

Sly ignored the last part as he set to chopping. "I did this for a living once upon a time, a lifetime ago. We have more in common than you might think m'lady." He said with no small bit of snark before softening his tone. "How much more do you need to prepare?"

"Just that and some mushrooms, but that's later. Just gotta make sure it doesn't burn." She said as she added to tubers to a pot of savory stew.

"Good, then you're done for today. Tomorrow we will be making some adjustments around here and a proper kitchen will be among them." Said sly as he called up the worker pixies. "The drones can handle stirring just fine."

Lara was caught off guard yet again. "Just hang me, you're confoundin."

"I'm well aware. That's on purpose but you shouldn't have to suffer for it eh?" Sly had more than just supernatural prowess to guide him here. Stringbean girls with haunted eyes were a common sight in his old world. "How about I put that to use for you?"

Leaning back on a table she crossed her arms over her chest defensively before she met his gaze and held firm. "What's yer magic not-mind-readin say then?"

Sly gave her the win as he broke the stare first, leaning on the table next to her and sat quiet a moment before speaking. "That you are a better person than me for one. That you don't want to feel like an outsider anymore. That you want to find home." Sly pulled her into a hug as he said the next part. "That you clearly have no idea how beautiful you really are."

Lara had closed her eyes as the closeness and rumbled whisper sent shivers through her. When she opened them again Her rag and shift were replaced with silks of green so dark it nearly lost it's color, form fitted to accent her figure. "It doesn't quite do you justice." He said as he took her hand and spun her around slowly. He maintained that point of contact as he drew in behind her until he had wrapped his other hand around her slender waist. Her hand reached down to meet his over her navel as he placed a delicate kiss on the nape of her neck.

"M'lord..." Was all that she managed in a breathy whisper.

"No. It's Simon, Sly to my friends." He said stopping her with a laugh. He he held her closer as he kissed just behind her ear before rumbling her name out. Lara twisted in his grasp until they stood face to face. She searched his features over and over looking for the cruel joke that so often followed. He solved the problem for her by kissing her as if she was the most desirable thing he'd ever encountered and in that moment she was. When she let herself settle comfortably he held the kiss just a bit longer before pulling away. With that small distance they shared the same hungry expression.

Sly looked around the cramped space before cocking an eyebrow and asking. "Shall we head to the longhouse?"

Lara held him to her and looked around her a moment before answering. "Nu-uh, bed now." She pulled him to her by his waistband as she navigated backwards towards the modest bed. "An' I don't trust yer pixies with my pots mister." She smirked at him returning his earlier snark.

"This Lara I like much better." Sly said as he swept her up in his arms to lay her back on the bed. Once settled he leaned over her and their lips met with passion. Sly didn't linger too long before kissing and nibbling his way from her jaw to her modest cleavage. He pulled the dress aside to reveal her high, firm breasts as his mouth trailed slowly downward. His kisses ran down her chest until the center of her ribs then he took her small nipple in his teeth gently. Her head lolled back and her toes curling from the razor edge of pain and pleasure.

With a deeply pleased sound in his throat Sly tore the glamoured dress apart. He returned his attention to give her other nipple the same treatment as his hand cupped the exposed breast. After luxuriating under his ministrations for a long minute Lara pulled his him back up to her lips. Sly broke off and trailed his fingertips along her faint tracing of scars. Before herself self-consciousness could get the better of her his hand slid down past her navel with growing pressure. She gasped and writhed as fingertips traced over her glistening lips, her hands pawing at the front of his trousers.

Wanting Lara to truly feel desired he kept her from rushing by dipping his fingers just into her folds and gently massaging her inner lips. As her dexterity faltered she gripped on to him until he pulled his body lower kissed from her trembling knee up to her slit. He teased her a moment by skipping over her lips to plant a kiss on the side of her opposite thigh. One of Lara's hands gripped the headboard and her eyes wend wide and wild when he gave the first lick of her pussy and the tip of his tongue danced over her clit. When he reached he small batch of dark hair trapping her scent he place a slow kiss over her hood and inhaled deeply before probing her depths further. He feasted on her slightly spicy flavor as his tongue circled her opening.

Her free hand found it's way into Sly's hair and he puller her closer, wrapping his arm around her pelvis so he could rub his thumb over her clit as he pushed in. Her increasingly rapid heartbeats and ragged breaths urged him on until he felt her walls spasm around the tip of his tongue. He eased back as she rode the wave of her orgasm down, then diving in again and not stopping until she clamped her legs around his head to **** him off. As she caught her breath he ran his fingers over his lips and licked them clean, thoroughly enjoying the taste of a job well done.

Lara's eyes focused again with renewed intensity. "If I do this..." She sighed looking away. "I'm yours an' you're mine. I'm not a prize..."

"Not a toy to be played with and tossed aside." He finished for her, letting her know that he understood and accepted.

"Uh, is there anybody who can do alchemy?" She asked, flushing several shades darker.

"Oh, would you believe me if I said I have a gift from he goddess of love or that?" He asked, eventually catching the meaning of the strange question.

"Oh, you had best not be all bluff mister." She replied as they embraced. Lara took the initiative, pulling off Sly's trousers with one hand as the other stroked her dripping pussy. With her slick fingers she lubricated Sly's cock thoroughly then pulled lightly until he was positioned on top of her.

Sly reached down and teased her lips with his cock's throbbing head until she gripped his hips hard and she hilted him inside her. Both of them gasping out their own curses together as he filled her. Sly held deep inside her, pulling her to him and kissing her deeply as he just pushed gently into her until her tight walls softened around him. Pulling back only slightly she groaned at the void and gasped as it was refilled. Lara's hand at his hip setting the pace he nuzzled into her neck and kissed from her collarbone up the side ending with a nibble at her ear. With short, slow strokes Sly pushed her closer and closer to her next orgasm. Finally tipping over the edge her body shook as she held on to Sly's torso with all her might.

Sly's strokes didn't stop, he pulled back further and drove himself into her faster as she gave in to sensation and relinquished control. Thy both lost track of the outside world and all that mattered was the heat of their bodies in contact. Lara's legs trembled and her panting and moaning became a singular refrain repeated again and again. "Cum for me, cum for me..." Her pleas sent fire through his synapses and he fucked her with abandon until he felt his own orgasm approaching. His lips found hers as he gave a final thrust and flooded her womb with pulse after pulse until they had both shuddered to a stop.

***

A very tired but deeply sated Lara was playing little spoon on her bed with Sly, his arm holding her tight as they enjoyed their afterglow. She gripped his forearm to her with a faint giggle someone who didn't know her would find surprising coming from the wild looking half-orc girl.

"Not all bluff then I guess." She said as she pressed her lips to his wrist.

"That was about one-tenth of what the crazy gods of this world gave me." He said as he spoke into her ear. "But if you want to try any more we need to have a talk about safe-words."