Layer of protection

The Taranium recovered would only get you a mundane ring, which while fashionable around your cock, would do little to solve the problem, and so you're on the hunt again, trying to find what Denethil needs. This time, it wasn't the whole gang of the Runaways on the scavenger hunt. You were venturing off into a wooded area with Clodagh, the more familiar of the four with such areas, and the particular item that needed to be retrieved: a nut, of all things.

"I don't get it" You said out into the open air, following her through thick brush, "How is it that this is what we need? Are we sure Denethil doesn't just need a snack?"

Clodagh laughed, shaking her head as she looked at you.

"What?" You asked

"Joan was right about you." Having left things so open ended left a twinge of uncertainty, and even maybe some resentment.

"Right about what, exactly?" You asked, falling slightly behind.

"That for all the hoiti toiti things you and your Princess learned living in your ivory towers, you're not that bright when it comes to how the world works. We know Denethil isn't looking for a snack because Havari Nuts are poisonous."

"Okay, you got me" You relented "still, how's that supposed to help make a magic ring?"

"It's not, but it is going to help make sure you don't get a rusty cock"

"What?" You were even more perplexed now. Clodagh, despite her rage, was probably one of the most patient souls you've met, and showed it with a gentle smile.

"I'll explain once we find them."

Clodagh moved skillfully through the woods. It wasn't as bad as some of the thick jungles, or worse, the marshy swamps to the south, but this wasn't a simple walk through the courtyards of home either. Her meager attire was routinely getting caught on eager branches, so much so that the barbarian merely folded it up and shoved it in your back, preferring to stroll the forest nude. The side of her muscled and sweaty body would never fail to arouse, but you could at least summon enough discipline to keep your mind on the task at hand.

"Well, here we are" She finally broke the silence, rising her arms to a mighty tree. At it's widest, the trunk was wider than some bedrooms.

"Wow" your head craned up to spot where the mighty tree ended "It looks like it reaches all the way to the gods themselves. Very Impressive."

"Quite, but that's also a bit of a problem." She points higher, showing the considerable distance before the branches began. "I don't think I can climb this thing. We need another way."

"I might have something," You put your sack down on the ground to remove your trusty flute. "we're going to put our trust inZrajil"

"I don't follow" Clodagh crossed her arms across her bare chest "we're going to pray for nuts?"

"Not quite. Just watch" You listened for the songbirds in the forest, and with your flute, tried to replicate their vocals. Having gotten the attention of one, you played louder, exchanging notes and sounds a few times before it swooped down. A magnificent, squat starling swooped down and sat on your left hand.

"Why, hello friend" you said with a small laugh. Nature is not always gracious to your kind, and spent most of your life in cities, this the first time you could look eye to eye with any winged being. "I could use a favor. My friend and I need some nuts from this tree. I don't suppose you could help us out, could you?"

The bird let out a single, beautiful tweet before it flew off. Clodagh, even more surprised than you, dropped her hands as she followed the birds flight as best as she could. You saw something falling from above and held your hands out above your head. Such a small bird couldn't carry such weight and still fly, so it clearly decided to let gravity do the work, letting the snip of the end of a branch carry a small pod of nuts down to you.

"This is perfect Silve!" Clodagh beamed as you let your hands drop for you both took at them "This is exactly what we need, and this should be plenty."

"That's great. Now, can you explain what you meant about these things and a rusty cock"

She gave you an odd look "I was half expecting you to put it together yourself, but sure." She took one of the seeds from the pod and cracked open the exterior casing. Inside was a strange, snotty-like substance surrounding the actual seed of the nut. "Taranium is a great metal for what we're trying to do, as it reacts to the user in some ways that Denethil can explain better than I can. But, like nearly any other metal, it's going to corrode and be susceptible to water and the rest of the environment, and you're going to be wearing this thing where you're very likely to get it wet. This will help keep the ring gentle on your flesh, and stop it from being ruined from overuse."

"I see" You looked up and saw her come closer to you, with that all too familiar desire in her face

"It would be a horrible waste to just get rid of this, you know. After everything your little friend did to get it for us."

"True, what do you suggest we do about that?"

"Well, for starters, I think you're overdressed" Clodagh smiled

"I'm always overrdressed around you" You remarked back as you started to remove your own clothing, dumping it in on a small pile over your pack. With your cock free, she scooped the thick liquid part out with her finger, and proceeded to rub it into your cock. It spread around your cock, giving it a wonderful slippery feeling, and even slightly warming. It only took a few full strokes to draw you to being fully hard.

Seeing that you were ready, she rose to her feet and turned away from you. Bent at the waist, with her legs wide, she placed her hands on the thick bark of the immense tree and turned back to face you. Her ass swayed side to side.

"How about it, hero? No better time or place than here and now"

You approached slowly, giving her strong ass several playful spankings. Clodagh let out deep moans with each strike. Grabbing her hips with one hand, you held your orc cock with the other as you guided it into her waiting asshole.

"ohhhh fuck" She was already showing to be a little weak in the knees from the pleasure, and it was feeling better than normal for you as well, having glided in considerably easier than normal. A strong slapping sound echoed through the woods as you swiftly fucked her, your waist slapping against her thick ass. As much as Trevolia and the Queen Mother had amazing chests, Clodagh's rear was just as lovely, in it's way, made all the better that she never put much effort in trying to hide it.

"Come on Silve" She encouraged you "no need to dawdle. Really give it to me. You know I can take it!" Like Lita, she wanted it hard and fast. Foreplay wasn't really their way. That was fine with you, in cases like this, you got to be rougher, without worry. If this ring did what was promised, you'd never have to worry again. You pulled pack on Clodagh's rich red hair as you threw your cock into her ass faster. She moaned loudly, arching her back and tried to meet your **** pound for pound.

You were surprised just how quickly your body rose to an orgasm, clenching hard as you pulled out and sprayed your load on your lovers lovely ass and back. Clodagh was only further aroused by such vulgar behavior.

"mmm, that was lovely. That ring could be dangerous."

"why do you say that?"

"Because if your cock is always hard, I'm never going to want you to stop" She playfully smacked her own butt as she started heading back the way she came, waiting for you to make yourself decent, and follow her out