They're just happy to have a place to hide and rest

"Whatever, it's fine," Hilda says, her hands resting on her breasts and crotch, and failing to properly cover her either. "C-can we just get inside?"

"Yeah," Hunk says as a lusty elf merchant slaps him on his bare ass and giggles.

"Ok mistress," Clara says, sounding a little hurt that Hilda and Hunk don't seem that impressed with her home.

It's a modest ranch style house, with a surprisingly tidy and well kept flower garden.

Who would have thought the big bold constable was such a green thumb? Oh, right.

All three nudies walk up the path to Clara's home in a huddle. Hilda and Hunk both blush as they rub up against each other, bare skin on bare skin, and well, intimate part on intimate part...

"Oh!" Clara says as she jiggles the handle to the front door (and makes a few other things jiggle too).

"What is it?" Hilda asks, as she wraps her arms around her blushing Hunk, as much to hide her own nakedness behind his beefy frame as it is to run her hands all over him.

"I... uh... I don't have my key..." Clara says as she blushes violet back at them.