Not what you expected

As you sit there, sobbing, a shadow eclipses the view of the ruined stew. Broderick is standing in front of you. He kneels down and puts his finger under your chin.

"Why the tears? Did anybody hurt you?" he asks. You just slowly shake your head and try to control the crying. Your eyes are red from it and you would be happier if he didn't see you like this. With a trembling voice, you say:

"That was your dinner." and point to the mess. He smiles and leans in to kiss your forehead.

"I'm not even hungry and am not looking for a maid or a cook. Is that all?" he says, gently rubbing your back. You shake your head again, but feel much much better. You make a little pouty face and stick your foot in front of you.

"Burned myself too." you say.

"Awww, we shall deal with that emergency at once." he says while gently pushing you into the tent. You lie on your back, smiling. He starts massaging your foot with the same oily stuff he used for your butt yesterday. It feels incredibly soothing and somehow more intimate than anything else you did together. He leans down and kisses each one of your toes, making you giggle.

"Broderick, I...uhh..like you." you say and immediately feel stupid, hoping you didn't ruin the moment. He just grins, which makes you both aroused and worried. What if all of this is some weird joke to him?

He lifts your dress up and goes for a kiss on your belly. It feels amazing! You close your eyes as he continues kissing down, eventually getting to your inner thigh and - your crotch! Broderick kisses and licks it through your panties. Your legs go up almost immediately, as to let him slide your white underwear off. He looks into your excited eyes.

"I like you too, Mia, sweetie." he says and goes back down. His tongue runs along your buttcrack and then twirls on your hole. When it's properly wet (the process is making you curl your toes), Broderick focuses on your, well, clit, all the while he slides a finger into you. It's early in the evening and the camp is full of talking and working people. Still, your moaning must be audible for everyone. Especially after your man gets into a good rhytm, fingering and eating you out. It does not take long to make you cum, screaming for gods as you do. You want nothing more than to cuddle with and kiss Broderick, of which you do plenty.

"Now..." he says while you nibble at his manly chin. "...we should still get something to eat. People are having a little party out in the camp, want to go?"

You'd be allright without food as long as he'd keep on embracing you, but you don't want him to be hungry. You nod.

"Just give me a bit of time to make myself pretty." you say and he kisses your neck.

"I don't think you could be prettier with all the time in the world. But as you wish. I'll go there first and be waiting for you near the big camp fire." Broderick says and leaves your cosy little love nest.

You are nervous, not sure why. You work on your hair and face for a long time as well as changing your dress to a simple cut pinkish one, with a floral motife. As you walk out towards the campfire, you start to worry less, feel pretty, girly and happy again.

You spot Broderick almost immediately and even though there's a free seat next to him, you hop onto his lap. He kisses you (you ignore the looks of some of the guards) and both of you spend the night singing, laughing and drinking. Your heart sinks after you realize you will have to travel again, soon, towards a very different life for you. Broderick pinching your butt stops your mind wandering.. You squeak and giggle.

"I'm cold, can we go lie down?" you whisper into his ear. He nods and to everyone's amusement throws you over his shoulder, carrying you to your tent, while you kick your legs and pretend to not love every second of it.