Satisfy her quickly, there is work to be done.

It takes you difficult moment of deliberation, but in the end you reasoned that you had already spent a good portion of the night and morning indulging your baser desires. "Not now Spinel, we cannot let Story do all of the work while we sit idley by," You growl in your deep baritone, picking the tiny woman up with a single hand around her waist. She puffs out her cheeks like a recalcitrant child, and crosses her arms across her ever-naked torso. "Thats not very fair! You and her both got off and I'm left wanting? Some master you are..." She grumbles, refusing to look at you. Its annoying, but you aren't entirely sure how to please a woman who is only around 10 inches tall, even if her proportions are perfect theres no way you could...

Suddenly, an interesting thought crossed your mind and you lifted her quickly up to your face, your eyes right at the level of her tiny face. "Who said I wouldn't satisfy you? We have to make this quick however..." You grin, rolling out your long tongue to teasingly slide up one of her smooth legs. Spinel's cheeks grow a darker shade of grey, gasping in surprise and arousal, and she hugs your face happily. "O-ooh~! I never s-should've doubted you Mastaur..." She purrs, spreading her curvy little legs wide as possible in anticipation. Then without ceremony you lower her entire pelvis into your waiting maw, sealing your lips around her legs and waist, sliding your large and rough tongue all over her slippery thighs.

With the entirety of her perfect little ass and pussy easily being attacked by your large tongue, and a bit of suction being applied as you taste your lovely fairy companion, she lets out a muffled scream of pleasure through the dainty hand clamped over her mouth. Surprisngly, she tastes much sweeter than you would have expected a stone woman to, and her strange grey flesh only slightly rougher than a humans. You easily make her writhe around in ecstacy with even your limited tonguing of her detailed little pussy, but are unsure of what to do with your hands, so you keep one gently grasped round her waist while massaging her lovely grey breasts with the other. The only sounds are those of your over-active tongue on the miniscule beauty, and her muffled moans and shrieks.

After nearly an hour where you lose yourself in the delicious taste of her heated orgamic release several times, she finally screams one final, "O-OHHHH FUCK!... AHHHhhh~!" Her head snaps back, and her strange crystalline tongue lolls out from the corner of her mouth, her back arching further than you thought possible. This lasts for nearly a full minute as she fills your mouth with a surprising flood of delectable juices, and suddenly her entire form goes limp and she hangs from your lips, ****. You gently lower the alluring fairy, laying her in your lap, swearing that you could see her entire body glowing lightly.

It takes nearly twenty minutes for your 'slaves' eyes to finally open again, and timmediately she smiles warmly up at you, her crystal eyes sparkling. "I-I think I'm in love..." She moans softly, sitting up and hugging her slight body close to yours. You blink in surprise at how readily she says things like that but shrug it off as her just being her quirky self. "I am glad you enjoyed it," you growl playfully, "I was afraid I had turned your brains to mush and you wouldn't wake up. However, we have spent too much time here. Get yourself together and let us be off er... Spinel."

Her cheeks puff up cutely, but she slowly crawls her way up your powerful chest like a rock-climber and settles onto your shoulder. After a quick look around you find that your weapon was still missing. Spinel sees this and apologizes sheepishly. She claps her hands together and begins to emit a soft glow from her diaphanous hair as a large circle of earth on the roof of your cave begins to flow together almost like water, soon dripping down and forming into a large one handed battle hammer. The hammer had a large, rounded, flat head at one side and from the back sprouted a dangerous looking spike. It was all hard and smooth stone, so you figured it would be brittle, but if Spinel could just make these whenever she wanted it would still be very useful. You take the hammer, and nod your approval, and she glows with happiness rather than magic this time around.

You both set off into the depths of the caverns to see if you could find some less than fortunate heroes to prey upon.