A Proper Goodbye?

By the time Grimm awoke his bedmates had already left. This surprised him -- he couldn't help but assume that they would spend the morning with him. Just as well: it would be easier to set off.

It wouldn't stay that way for long, though. As Grimm began to get out of bed Tats and Lennox appeared with breakfast.

"Reese is waiting for you in the garden," Tats said, taking a bite of toast. She took another bite, then washed it down with tea. The tattooed bandit was sitting at the edge of the bed, kicking her feet. She thought for a moment, then looked at Grimm. "So, Buttercup told me you promised to come back."

Grimm smiled. "I may have, yeah." He was sitting at the edge of the bed next to Tats.

"Oh, I know you did," Lennox teased from behind. "I saw what you guys were up to last night." She stuck out her tongue and nudged Tats.

"Really?"

"Yep!" Lennox was grinning. After a big swig of coffee she continued. "You weren't exactly discreet, y'know?"

"Damn," Grimm said, scratching the back of his head. "I was trying really hard, too." He laughed.

"How did I sleep through this?" Tats giggled.

Lennox sighed. "Hey, Grimm."

"Yeah?"

"You're alright." She punched his arm.

Grimm snorted. "Thanks."

"So come back soon, okay? Tats and I are gonna wanna get... reacquainted."

Tats giggled again. "That's one way to put it."

Grimm ate some fruit, followed by a slice of toast. He wanted to get as much nutrition as possible before he left. "So," he said, swallowing, "where did Daisy and Buttercup go?"

"Daisy's exercising," Tats replied. "She tries to work out every morning."

"Good habit," Grimm muttered. "Honestly, I'm a little disappointed I never got to fight her." He paused. "Now that I think about it, I'm supposed to be a barbarian mercenary, and I've barely fought anyone since my quest began."

"I'll let her know you're disappointed," Tats teased. "I'm sure she'd love to take you on."

Grimm smiled. "I'd like that."

"I'm not sure what Buttercup's up to," Lennox said. She sounded weird, like she was hiding something. "Maybe she went back to her room?" She shrugged.

"Well, I hope I get to say goodbye to everyone."

"I'm sure you will," said Tats.

They finished their breakfast and put the plates on the bedside table. Grimm sighed and scratched his arm, thinking about the road ahead. He looked out the open window, closing his eyes as the breeze washed over him. He sighed again, deeper this time.

When Grimm opened his eyes he saw that Lennox was kneeling in front of him. She was technically dressed, although that really just amounted to her wearing a loose, cleavage-revealing tunic.

"Hey Grimm," Lennox said, grinning up at him. "Just so you know, I'm not a big fan of, like... emotional goodbyes. So I thought I'd do it my way." She winked and, before Grimm could offer up a protest, wrapped her lips around his cock. He'd already been experiencing morning wood, but the moment Lennox took him in her mouth he was well and truly engorged.

Grimm let out a soft moan as Lennox serviced his dick. She slurped up and down his thick shaft, teasing it with her tongue.

After sucking him off for a minute or two Lennox pulled her head from Grimm's cock and looked at Tats. A thin trail of saliva dripped from Lennox's tongue.

"Tats," she said with a grin. "Aren't you gonna say goodbye?"

Tats rolled her eyes and then was still. A smile creeped over her face. "Sure," she said with a shrug, "why not?" She giggled as she lowered herself to the floor and took her place beside Lennox.

Grimm gripped the sheets as Lennox and Tats took turns sucking him off. They were both aggressive, hungry, eager to give him a "proper goodbye."

It didn't take him long to cum. The bull shuddered and moaned as he shot his load into Tats's mouth. The cow cooed happily as she swallowed it down.

"Me too, me too!" Lennox cried, before taking Grimm's member back into her mouth. She was soon rewarded with another mouthful of cum.

Grimm nearly collapsed onto the bed. He was panting, spent. The cows rested their arms and faces on his lap. They smiled up at him.

"Now that was a proper goodbye," Lennox said, winking.

Tats just giggled.

Once they were sufficiently recovered Lennox and Tats led Grimm to the garden. Reese was waiting there, clad only in a thong, standing beside a huge knapsack and some travel pouches. Daisy and some of the other Raiders were present, chatting amongst themselves.

"Oh!" Reese said when she saw them approach. "Hi, Grimm! Thanks for bringing him down, ladies."

Tats and Lennox smiled, nodded, and stepped back.

"So," Reese said, crossing her arms under her chest, lifting her prodigious orbs. "You're leavin' today, huh?"

"Yeah," Grimm said. "But if it's alright with you, I'd prefer it not be forever."

"Oh, I don't think you need to worry about that." The bandit leader giggled and winked. "So! I had my girls put together a going-away present for you."

"Oh?" Grimm eyed the knapsack and pouches.

"Yep! We put all of your old supplies together, plus a new bedroll, some water... oh, and this." She nudged a piece of cloth with her foot.

Grimm knelt down and picked up the cloth, turning it over in his hand. It was a loincloth, similar in design to his old one but made of much higher quality material. "Thanks," he said, caressing the fabric.

"Go ahead," Reese said, "try it on."

Grimm did as he was told. He suddenly realized that this was the first time in days he'd worn clothes. "Much better," he said, chuckling.

"There's some more clothes in the knapsack," Reese said.

"I appreciate it."

"There's a map to the nearest checkpoint in there, too." She paused. A serious expression crossed her face. "Be careful. There's some weird shit out that way."

"Will do," Grimm said. "Thank you, Reese. Thank you, everyone." He looked around at the bandits who'd come to see him off. "You really --"

"Wait!" A familiar voice rang out from the breezeway. Grimm turned to face it.

It was Buttercup, dressed in proper adventuring gear. A large knapsack was slung over one shoulder. She was grinning.

"I'm going with you."