Aram takes Gia upstairs.

Aram made a strained sound as his balls throbbed and expanded, while his cock became as hard as a rock. Gia looked at him in concern, while Brom smiled knowingly and Leona looked at the bulge in his trousers, apparently keen on ripping them off.

“What...is going on.” Aram said through gritted teeth, as he looked from Brom to Gia, and did his best not to stare at Leona's naked form. Then, without warning, Aram pressed his lips against those of Gia. As soon as he realized what he was doing, Aram broke the kiss. “Sorry, I don't know why I-” and before he could finish the sentence, Gia returned his kiss.

“Don't worry, son.” Brom said with a lecherous grin. “Everyone has that reaction when they receive Hallr's mark.” the dwarf explained. “It's a mystery why, but my guess is that the horny fucker just enjoys seeing the men and women receiving his mark getting their brains fucked out.” he added with a fond smile.

“But you two aren't listening, are ya?” the smith chuckled, as he watched how Aram and Gia were still kissing passionately, with Gia stroking Aram's muscular chest.

“Let's go to your room.” Gia said after breaking the kiss, and her steel-blue eyes shifting from Aram to Leona and Brom.

“I was just about to suggest that...” Aram replied, slightly out of breath after Gia's passionate kiss. He then picked the blonde up with his powerful arms, grinning because of the delighted squeal that left her lips, and left the workshop.

Aram walked up the first set of stairs that led towards the area where he and Brom spend their time while they were not in the workshop, the living room floor was covered with plush rugs made from Tashgaran wool. The rest of the room was furnished with a couch, a coffee table, and several chairs, all were the right height for a dwarf, but Brom had also provided a chair for Aram, a wide chair, with a high back and armrests, the seat, armrests and back were all padded with soft red pillows.

The rest of the room was dominated by four bookcases stuffed with books, most of them were erotic novels, or picture books with paintings of naked women. Others were about dwarven history, or politics, or novels about legendary dwarven warriors who slew terrifying monsters in the depths of the earth and in turn of the dwarven smiths who made powerful weapons from the fangs or claws or horns the warrior brought them, or impenetrable armor from their scales or hide.

But the thing that was the most amazing, was the drink cabinet.
It was made completely from stone, which made Aram wonder how Brom had been able to get it upstairs, and in it was stocked with bottles of dark dwarven ale, blonde ale from Idritana and various other types of ale.

But Brom also had other types of ****, some he only opened on special occasions like a bottle of wine from Thirice, the wine had almost been gold in color and had tasted like...happiness (it was the best description that Aram could give, as one sip of the wine had made him giddy and more than a little tipsy.). But Aram had also spotted a bottle of dark red Hyrucian wine, assorted whiskeys from Dannalth and Kerache, and several other bottles and carafes of wine, brandy, cider and other alcoholic beverages.

Brom's collection of **** was not the impressive part about the drinks cabinet though.
The inside of the cabinet was lined with a white-blue mineral that gave off a cold air, keeping anything that was placed inside nice and cool.

But Aram was not too interested in the living room now, instead he and Gia raced up another staircase, and ended up in the upstairs hallway. Aram quickly threw open the door to his room, and he and Gia entered. Once inside he threw the blonde on his bed, who responded with a surprised shriek and then a delighted giggle as she landed on the soft mattress.

Gia watched with great interest as Aram started to strip out of his clothes, her eyes took in his muscular arms, broad shoulders and ripped stomach as he pulled his tunic over his head. But when he kicked of his boots, and pulled down his trousers, the blonde's eyes became as big as dinner plates and a sharp gasp came past her full lips.

The peach-sized head of Aram's massive fourteen inch member was drooling a continuous stream of thick pearly prejizz, while his apple-sized balls had expanded to be nearly the size of grapefruits. Gia unknowingly licked her full lips, and did her best to remove the leather apron she was still wearing.

“Wait...” Aram groaned. “...let me do it.”

Gia smiled broadly, and got up from the bed before she turned around. When Aram got a view of her heart-shaped booty encased in a pair of tight pants, he groaned and a blast of prejizz -which was impressive in size even for him- flew over the blonde's head to smack against the wall opposite of Aram. Gia only gasped in awe as she stared at the pearly fluid running down the wall, while he did his best to undo the leather apron.

The blonde then spun around, and pulled her tunic over her head, which caused the burly hunk to shoot another bolt of prejizz over her head. Gia's stomach was flat, with hard etched muscles, the blonde's breasts looked even bigger without the leather apron and her tunic covering them. Gia then kicked of her shoes and started slowly tugging down her trousers over her wide, muscled thighs and her long toned legs.

A chain of flowers was tattooed around Gia's left thigh, the flowers were all tattooed in a way to look like small suns. The insides of the petals of these 'Fire Flowers' were painted yellow while the edges were red or orange. The flowers were mostly used in Reidlander myth, mostly it was about smiths using the petals of the flower to light his or her forge, the forge would then burn brightly and hotly and would be used to forge strong weapons.

Of course Aram didn't feel like thinking about old myths, instead he pulled Gia towards him and hungrily pressed his lips against hers, while his rock-hard cock was pressed against her stomach and its crown lodged between her huge tits.

Both apprentices' fenced tongues for quite a while, his hands ran over her plump, toned ass while her hands ran over his muscular back. When Aram pulled Gia's buttocks apart, and his right index finger brushed over her cinnamon ring, the blonde broke the kiss and gasped and he felt some of her pussy juices trickling over one of his legs.

Aram chuckled, and his finger brushed over the blonde's sensitive cinnamon ring again. Only this time, Gia giggled and escaped his strong arms to lie on the bed. “Come over here.” Gia said huskily, and Aram happily did as she asked.

Gia giggled as Aram started by kissing her neck, and moved his way further down her body, kissing her collarbone, and then burying his face between her mountainous tits. Gia laughed heartily as Aram's hair tickled her tits, and his tongue licked the inside of her cleavage.

Before she knew it, he pulled his face away from her awe-inspiring knockers and smiled up at her before he kissed her passionately once more, and playfully tugged on her nipples. Gia broke the kiss with a yelp, Aram took that as his cue to continue exploring her body, first by kissing her left and then her right nipple, and then by kissing her flat, toned stomach.

Soft gasps left Gia's throat with each of Aram's kisses, as each kiss brought him closer and closer to her drooling sex. When Aram pressed his lips against her swollen labia however, and his tongue brushed over her sensitive clit, Gia squealed in pleasure and filled his mouth with her clear ejaculate. Aram pulled his head away from between her thighs, and pressed his lips against those of Gia once again, filling her mouth with her own juices.

Gia swallowed her own juices, pushed Aram away from her, slipped off the bed, and dropped on her haunches in front of him. And lifted his massive member, and stared at his swollen balls in awe. Even though the blonde only lifted his cock, Aram groaned and painted the ceiling with a blast of his thick, pearly pre-spunk.

“Those things are huge...” Gia muttered, barely able to cup one of his humongous testes.

“I blame the tattoo...I hope they don't remain this way though...” Aram responded, and groaned again when Gia lowered his cock to her face again, kissing the crown of his dick.