was eventful

He was almost asleep already, when the sudden sensation of a hand on his cheek woke Lon up. In a swift motion he grabbed his knife, twisted the strangers wrist and held the blade against the pulsating arteries of the forearm. He made basically no sound, which made him a little proud.

It surprised him though how small the arm was.

"Please, I don't mean you no harm."

It was the small girl from earlier. Lon quickly soften his grip and she fully crawled out from behind the curtain and sat down on his leg.

"I'm sorry. My name is Yala.", she whispered

"Nice to meet you Yala, my name is Lon. Now please tell me, what are you doing here?"

"Oh... I'm sorry, no, It's just, I thought you were quite a sight and I thought you are somehow not like the master. But of course I'll go away now."

"No, I meant... Wait what do you mean? Not like who?"

"No I shouldn't..."

"Please tell me, Yala. Is my sister safe here?"

"Your sis- Ohh, well... That's sort of what I wanted to talk to you about. Is your wom- sister free?"

"Well... Yes, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"We are outcasts from our tribe."

"But she is free to do as she pleases?"

"Yes. Aren't you to?"

"No. I was captured when I was just a child and lived in slavery since then. And now that my 19 summer is about to begin, I am meant to be sent to King Avad as a present."

His eyes were still adapting to the dim light and Lon couldn't really see the expression on her face, but by the sound of it she wasn't all to happy about her fate.

"Could you... Could you maybe get me out of here?"

"I don't know if I should. Please don't take it personal, but I don't want to put my and my sisters life at risk by offending Noha."

"I understand that. I just thought that... I don't know. It doesn't matter anymore I guess."

"Listen, I can't promise it would work, but if I see a good opportunity I'll think about it alright."

"That's more than I expected to be honest."

Yala almost cried as she threw herself on top of Lon. That was when he realized what kind of thin cloth her dress was made of.

"Aren't you freezing?"

"I'm used to worse."

This time Lon swore he could see some teeth through a **** smile.

"Well come here under my blanket is still place, I'll warm you up for the night."

"I don't know. I shouldn't."

Lon simply held the blanket up.
After a few more seconds of overthinking, Yala joined him. She cuddled up in front of him, so Lon was big-spooning her.

Lon was about to fall asleep again, when he felt Yala pressing herself against him. At first it was her back as a whole. But then she was explicitly rubbing her butt on his crotch.

"Yala?"

She stopped. For a while. But then she started to go back at it.

"I'm sorry, my mind seems unable to rest. I don't know if it is because of the excitement of my hope, or for this exciting person behind me."

She turned around and laid her hands on Lon's arm and shoulder, gripping firmly. Over the years Lon has grown into quite an athletic hunter. Her hands started to wander down his defined waistline.

"Do you have any experience with this?"

"With what?"

"So, no?", she giggled.

"The other women I've worked with told me about this, so just let me do the work."

"What is it your trying to d-"

Lon was cut off mid-sentence by her kiss and simultaneously the sensation of Yala's hand on his crotch. She opened the waistband of his pants and slid them down a little. Just enough to expose Lon's hard member.
Their breaths unite as Yala starts stroking softly, in steady motions, along Lon's full length.
She continuosly speeds up a little with each stroke, until Lon let a quiet groan.

"Sshhh... Don't you wake anyone up."

Yala stopped and turned around. For a second Lon was disappointed, but then she reached around and firmly gripped his dick again and guided it towards her butt. Yala then picked up her motion from earlier, pressing herself against Lon. This time, however, Lon could feel his tip slide across something slick. The girl had moved the fabric of her dress out of the way and is now pressing her bare butt against him.__

She suddenly paused, breathed in and pushed Lon's tip into her wet entrance. The feeling was overwhelming. Yala pushed further, and further. Feeling every inch pulsate inside her. When Lon eventually was all the way inside she paused again.

"How are you feeling?"

It almost sounded like a quivering whisper. But Lon wasn't really in for a response, other than: 'uuh..eeh...mmm'

"Ya, me too.", she giggled and started to move again. Back and forth rocking on Lon's cock. He never felt anything comparable. Like an electric tingling inside him, like pure joy flowing through his veins, like a lot of pressure preparing to be released.

"What is this? It's soo- uugh-uugh... wonderful."

Yala didn't answer but instead kept silently moving and quivering.****

The pressure Lon felt all released at once. He stiffened up and pulled Yala down onto himself what caused her to let out a silent moan. He shoot his load. While still deep in Yala. He felt several spurts shooting out of his cock. And it was just incredible to him.

While Lon was mostly done now, Yala just continued slowly for sometime and only stopped when she herself started slightly shaking and moaning, pressing her hands over her mouth.
Lon enjoyed the feeling of just staying inside her while he started to drift of into a world of dreams.