Cuddling on the Couch

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhnnnghhh...” The Drakling drags out her exhausted groan, shucking off the backpack and carelessly dropping the metallic lure down onto the ground. She only needs to take a few more steps before she can finally fall forwards, landing face first on the couch.

Thea rolls her eyes and shuffles closer to the drained Drakling. She grabs onto a horn with a quiet huff, hefting up Krvavy’s head as she scoots into place beneath it.

“Mmnnnhh...” Krvavy sighs into her fiancée’s soft thighs, taking a moment to simply enjoy the feeling of her cheeks squishing into the bratty girl’s wonderfully smooth skin. “Ghhhn...” She lightly grunts out after only a few seconds, lifting her hips up as she feels familiar paw-like hands pulling at her loincloth. Typical.

“Rrgh. Boring slimes.” Khalia lightly growls out, crawling atop the barbarians’ prone body.

That extra weight makes it a little more difficult to for Krvavy to breath. And is honestly not the most comfortable either... But the cuddling hug from her precious puppy more than makes up for that inconvenience and very mild discomfort. As does the feeling of two large green-skinned tits squishing into her back.

“Was that not as fun as you expected?” The silver-blonde noble girl haughtily asks. Her tone all but screams ‘I told you so’, even if her hand is lovingly ruffling Krvavy’s blood-red hair.

“Ehhh... Better than doing nothing all day...”

“Because that is a high bar to pass.” Thea no doubt rolls her eyes again.

Khalia wiggles atop of the barbarian’s body, her paw-like hands idly trailing and rubbing along Krvavy’s sides. That lovingly lazy massage further helps to make up for her attempt at flattening her Mate.

“Yeah...” Krvavy admits with a sigh. “At first it was... horribly boring. But it got more exciting near the end. More exhausting too though...”

“Hmph.” The bratty girl huffs out, clearly not seeing how fighting slimes could ever be fun. “Did you at least level up?”

“Mhhm.” Krvavy hums into her fiancée’s lap. “Twice.” Her hands press into the couch as she pushes herself up just enough to glance over her shoulder at the Orc on her back, albeit rather awkwardly and at an uncomfortable angle. “Can you move? Just for a second?”

The Were-Beast scowls, amber-gold eyes narrowing into a sharp glare. But, being the good girl that she is, Khalia does do what her Mate asks. Kind of. Her bestial feet press into the mossy couch as she goes from lying atop Krvavy to standing above the barbarian, unwilling to put much distance between herself and her Mate.

The Drakling sighs and begins to slowly roll over, having to shuffle around a fair bit to get the job done. Being trapped between her precious puppy’s legs is usually a lot more... pleasant and enjoyable... than this. Still, she is able to flip herself over with enough wiggling. Her hips lift up to make room for her meaty tail, most of which has flopped over the edge and is drooping down onto the padded floor.

Khalia lowers herself back down as soon as her Mate stops squirming and shimmying around. Her toned thighs hug onto a muscled midsection, green skin and beige-brown fur squeezing down around pale skin and black scales. “Rrmmmmgh~...” A contented rumble emerges from deep within the Were-Beast’s chest as she all but curls into a ball, face buried between the barbarian’s breasts and ass firmly resting atop those raised hips. Her bare pussy presses against the underside of Krvavy’s softened cock, that warmth and heat slowly causing the sizable shaft to swell up.

Krvavy smiles and closes her eyes. She slowly exhales, lazily wrapping her arms around her precious puppy’s back. This may not be as relaxing as lounging around in the hot springs, surrounded by magical waters and hot steam, but it is close to that. It is like she is has been lovingly tucked in bed, with a warm ‘blanket’ pulled over her body and a nice ‘pillow’ to rest her head on.

Honestly, Thea’s thighs do make quite the good pillow. Soft. Squishy. Warm. Loving.

Hmm...

Would Inanna’s thighs be better for this? The Dwarf is thicker and a bit more plump. But her tits would absolutely smother Krvavy. Not that that is a bad thing though...

What about Adeline? Her thighs are even more plush and wonderful. And her much, much smaller tits would mean that Krvavy would have a clear view up at her adorable face... Yeah, she’d be perfect for this...

“Ahem.” Thea clears her throat, causing Krvavy’s eyes to slowly open. Her expression is bland and unimpressed. Almost as if she could hear Krvavy’s thoughts... “Did you get anything good from that?” The bratty girl asks. “From levelling up. Twice.” She adds, stifling a sigh as she is ‘****’ to remind Krvavy of what they were just talking about moments ago. “Absolutely hopeless...”

The barbarian blinks and chooses to ignore that last whispered and near inaudible comment. “Uh... Not really. I mean... I do seem to get two points of favour for each level up now, but... but other than that...” Krvavy trails off and shrugs as best she can in this position, bumping her shoulders into her brat’s legs. “The stat points went mostly into Willpower, and a little into Endurance. If you care.”

Thea shoots a brief glare towards the Orc, who has quite thoroughly invaded what could have been a nice moment between the princess and Dragon. “Ugh...” The silver-blonde noble girl scowls and slumps over slightly. Her bare breasts, those two beautiful and soft handfuls, hang above Krvavy’s face like a pair of ripe fruits dangling from a tree ready to be grabbed and taken... “Six more days of this...”

Krvavy closes her eyes and tries not to let that reminder sour her mood. She doesn’t do a very good job at that.

“Stupid Elf...” Thea grumbles to herself, fingers idly running through feathery strands of crimson coloured hair. Her trimmed nails drag over the Drakling’s scalp as her tone gradually grows more heated and annoyed. “If she had just been upfront about all of this...!”

“What’s done is done.” Krvavy quietly breathes out. “Can we just... relax...?”

The silver-blonde brat tenses up a little, going completely still for a few long seconds. A weak sigh escapes past her lips. “Sorry...” Her whole body slumps down even further.

“It’s alright.” Krvavy lifts one of her hands off of the Were-Beast’s back, reaching up to gently, and a little awkwardly, cup her fiancée’s face. “I hate the waiting too. The... helplessness of it all.”

A faint blush fill Thea’s cheeks as she lightly nuzzles her face into that hand. “Hmph. Such an arrogant Elf. She just has to be on our minds even when stuck inside of a tree...”

Something in her brat’s tone causes the faintest echo of a smile to appear on Krvavy’s face. Despite how Thea may act or what she says, the girl does still love Beryl. Maybe not entirely, but enough for the Wood Elf’s absence to be a genuine concern.

“Mhhh...” The barbarian softly hums back, lightly patting her brat’s cheek before lazily bringing that hand back down. Her smile becomes real as Thea grabs that hand. The girl’s smaller and much more delicate fingers slide between her own, locking together into a tight and loving grip.

Thump.

Krvavy’s eyes slowly flutter open. A pair of loose silver-blonde braids hang above her face.

Thhhhhhh...

Krvavy tiredly blinks and slowly turns her head to the side.

A large coal-black mass is dragging the crystal filled backpack away.

“Mm. Apologies, my Ushumgal.” Inanna’s near-emotionless tone is quiet and hushed. “I did not intend to wake you.”

“Hnn... Ss’fine...” The barbarian slurs her words, body going tense as she yawns and stretches.

Khalia makes a quiet rumbling noise, paw-like hands unconsciously tightening their grip on her Mate’s shoulders. Her hips wiggle slightly, grinding her damp pussy against Krvavy’s semi-stiff shaft, as she remains curled up atop the Drakling. The occasional slow wag of her tail and the warm smile filling her sleeping face shows just how much she loves this ‘bed’ of hers. Even if it can’t exactly be the most comfortable...

Clang.

“I suppose it would be best to leave these here for now...” The Dwarf softly mutters out, frowning slightly at the broken noisemaker as she very carefully places that not entirely intact item back down. It rattles loosely. She gently shakes her head, turning towards the cuddle pile on the couch. Inanna’s neutral expression lightens up a little as she begins to make her way over. “Mmm... There appears to be room for me here~.”

Krvavy can’t help but grin as the busty shortstack sits down directly beside Thea. And not just because of the absolutely massive grey-skinned tits that are now looming above her head, eclipsing most of her sight.

“Ughhmmh...” The bratty girl grumbles and stirs as the cushion beneath her ass sinks a little to the side. She lifts her head from the padded backrest, blearily glaring at the Dwarf. She scowls slightly as she finds yet another woman intruding in on her loving cuddle. Looking just a little miffed, Thea shakes her head and leans forwards, only to abruptly freeze in place. “Seriously...?” The brat sighs out in utter defeat, staring blankly down into the gap between couch and coffee table.

Curious, the Drakling does her best to look at whatever caught her fiancée’s attention. Adeline is down there, nestled snugly between the padded moss carpet and Krvavy’s meaty tail. The bunny-mouse girl is hugging onto that scaled appendage with her arms and legs, cuddling it with the entirety of her short but beautifully bottom-heavy body. How adorable~.

“Ugh... I really cannot get a single moment of peace around here...” Thea weakly whines, slumping back against the couch. “What have I done to deserve this fate...?”

“Mm...” Inanna idly trails a finger along the Drakling’s upper left horn. “How effective was the lure?”

“Really?” The silver-blonde brat quietly groans out, her head lazily lolled onto the backrest. “Can you not wait until later to ask that...?”

“It was... annoying.” Krvavy yawns out, ignoring her grumpy girl’s grumbling. “And... I really don’t know how much it actually helped. Took a while for those damn slimes to start showing up...”

Inanna curiously tilts her head, raising a single thick eyebrow. She doesn’t need to say even a single word to get her question across.

Keeping her toned rather hushed, as to not disturb Khalia or Adeline, Krvavy continues on. “The ruin is pretty deep. The sounds would have definitely reached the bottom, even if they might not have been the loudest by that point, but I doubt the vibrations lasted that long. And I...” a faint red hue fills the barbarian’s face as she sheepishly nibbles on the inside of her cheek. “I may have ruined the experiment by getting impatient and shouting down into the pit. Multiple times.”

“I see.” The Dwarf slowly nods her head. “When the slimes were close, did they prefer to target you or the lure?” If she had a tablet at hand, Inanna would certainly be jotting down notes. Luckily her memory is more than good enough that she doesn’t really need to do that.

“The lure, unless I attacked them or got directly in their way.”

Inanna nods again. “So it was effective to some degree...” Her thick brow furrows in thought. “Mmm... Perhaps a different approach would work better...? Something stronger, but directional and intermittent...? That would certainly be less ‘annoying’ to use and to be around...”

“Hmph...” Thea’s lips press together into a cute pout as she pokes the barbarian’s cheek. “Do you plan on returning to that place any time soon?”

Krvavy slowly breathes in. “No.” She sharply exhales. “It would be smart to try and level up a whole lot more, but... I’d like to stay a bit closer to home. Besides, I’ve had enough of that ruin for a while...”

“You better have something in mind that will keep you busy.” The silver-blonde brat tries to sound annoyed and exasperated, but a little bit of concern still makes it into her voice. “I am not going to spend the entire week letting you use my lap as your pillow...!”

“I thought you loved me...” A smile plays at Krvavy’s lips as she gazes up at her fiancée’s less than impressed face. “But seriously, I do plan on keeping busy. Busy enough that I don’t really have time to think...” She gently shakes her head and takes a deep breath. “I’d like to finish up the fortifications, at least the ‘first line’ that I’ve been working on, and... and I’ll see about finding something to do that doesn’t need mana.” A twitch travels up her tail as a certain bunny-mouse girl shifts slightly. “Maybe Adeline could use a hand down in the garden...?”

“Mm. Rest and relax, my Ushumgal.” Inanna’s stout hand softly stokes across the Drakling’s crimson hair. “Deal with tomorrow when the day comes. You’ve earned that much, I’d say.”

“A Dwarf speaking against thinking ahead and planning for the future?” Thea raises an eyebrow and stares at the busty shortstack with an exaggeratedly arrogant and judgmental look plastered across her face. She straightens up and does her best to look far more haughty than usual, even as a teasing tone underlines each word that passes through her lips. “I would never have thought that someone already so close to the ground could fall so far.”

Inanna meets the brat’s gaze, copper-orange eyes gleaming as she returns that playfully serious energy in kind. “Would you prefer our love to make a proper schedule for all the times that she’ll need to make use of your magic? Efficiently, of course. No need to waste excess time when there are ‘more important’ things to do, yes? I’m sure you would appreciate knowing exactly how many minutes you spend being bent over by our Krvavy. Figuratively, of course, as we would plan the different positions in advance: no need to such a detailed schedule feeling stale.”

Before the Dwarf is even done talking, Thea’s cheeks have flushed to nearly the same shade of red as Krvavy’s hair.

“Is that a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’~?” The shortstack’s lips curl upwards into a slight smile as she leans into Thea’s side, squishing her titanic tits into both the barbarian’s face and the bratty blonde’s body. “Just a word and I can have that set into stone for you~. Literally, this time~.”

“Sh-shut up before you wake the dog...!” The flustered brat hisses out, eyes darting towards Khalia’s slumbering body as if begging for that to happen.

“Mm. That is still not a proper answer~.” Inanna plainly points out. “And in absence of a negative, I will assume a posi–tmhh...”

“Sh-shh!” Thea’s palms firmly press down over the Dwarf’s thick lips, effectively silencing those playfully clinical words.

Krvavy simply smiles and closes her eyes, relaxing into the embrace of nearly all of her girls.