Saved by the dwarf

“Oh, hi John. I was wondering when you’d come to the camp, I got bored, and well, wondered if you’d be willing to explore one of those barriers of yours?” the voice of John’s personal engineer rang out of his cellphone as John eyed the undressing milf nearby. On the other side, he could see a very angry Serena getting in Gus’ face and his hands waving around in an attempt to placate her.

“I, ehm, am almost there, I ran into something in town, I’m at the Wild Hunt camp right now, but yeah, that sounds like a great idea.” He swallowed hard and turned his gaze away when Angie shot him a provocative look as she pulled her bra down, two beautiful pale breasts popping out into view.

“Cool, see you in what, an hour?” Ilis sounded giddy, the dwarfette fiddling with something on the other end of the line, the sound of sparks audible even where John was.

“I’ll try… I think that they want to show me something for just a bit longer, after that I think I can get one of them to drop me off near the camp. Ah!” John jumped as he suddenly felt a hand on his ass. Turning around, he saw a topless Angie kneeling down behind him. John cocked an eyebrow at the very naked and very busty milf kneeling behind him. Just a few meters behind her, he saw Serena and Gus arguing openly, Serena’s finger mere inches from Gus’ nose as her face got visibly redder by the moment.

“Ilis, I’ll be there soon, don’t worry. If Cyn is back by then, we can try a barrier with the three of us, otherwise, we’ll go together,” John talked through the phone as he took an awkward step forward, away from Angie. The Wild Hunt really was different.

“Sure thing, see you soon. Don’t let them tire you out too much!” Ilis giggled then hung. John put his phone into his pocket as Angie looked up at him expectantly.

“Ehm, sorry, but, shouldn’t you interfere with that instead of, you know, you know…?” John asked as he heard a loud ’smack’ and Serena yell, “Fucking pig!” and saw Gus stumble back a few steps. As John looked up, Serena stormed off towards a wall. Her sister made no effort to stop her as a hallway appeared right in front of her to allow her to leave.

“Well, I guess it will have to be a singular titjob then?” Gus asked with the same smile that caused the black eye that was accompanying the red handprint on his cheek to form a small slit.

Angie looked at John, at her daughter’s storming off and then at Gus. She got up from her knees, looked John in the eye and whispered, “Sorry, kid, but your blowjob will have to wait.” She then turned around and grabbed her shirt and bra. “If you want him to get a blow or titjob, do it yourself, I’m going to comfort my daughter. If you wanna throw me out of the hunt for it, be my guest.” Her scarred face a cold mask that stopped even Gus’ eyes from flitting down to watch her mammaries.

Before Gus could respond, however, Angie walked off, following the path Serena had taken after politely nodding at Carmel in passing.

John approached Gus after they stared at each other’s faces for approximately half a minute. “Gus, what just happened?” John asked softly, trying not to burst out laughing when he saw the utterly lost and defeated look on the redhead’s face.

“Well, I think I just got myself a week on the couch,” Gus responded after which he, John and Carmel burst out laughing together.

“Gus, when will you learn to think with that big empty head of yours instead of the small one,” Carmel giggled

It was at this point, mid laughter that John realized he knew next to nothing about Carmel and decided to cast observe on her.

“Hey! I was just trying to use the goods provided to me to convince a future asset to join us!” Gus responded as he sat down in one of the chairs that were now empty. John took the final one, sitting down while casually letting his eyes wander over Carmel’s observe sheet. It was actually refreshing to see someone not sexually interested in him again after apparently being ‘the new toy’ for about every woman he met in the past week.

Gus rubbed the hand print as he pleaded with Carmel, “Hey, do you think you could use that healing magic on me too? I can’t go out like this!” His voice was a mix of fawning and begging.

Carmel’s eyes blinked once, twice, then she refused him outright, “Not gonna happen. You decided to dig yourself this hole, Gus, you will face the consequences. If it’s still there Thursday, I might consider it. Can’t have you dragging down Dad’s name by showing up at that warcouncil with a handprint…”

John looked at this with great amusement. The more he saw of Gus, the more he started to like him. Gus was crass, yes, he didn’t always think his actions through, but he was genuine, and he could really appreciate that. “Well, I think I should get going then. If there are no more titjobs to be had, I should get back to training and actually making work at fulfilling that potential I keep hearing about.” John winked at Gus as he got up.

The other guy, however, raised his hand. “One second, John. Seeing as you have to come back another time anyway for that titjob,” he winked at John, “let me make you this promise: As a thank you, we will make you a saddle for your mount when she’s fully grown. You hunters know your leathers and cloaks, but for a saddle, you will need to be with us. I promise you that we won’t skimp on the materials, see it as a gesture of good faith, not to the hunters, but to you.”

John extended his hand gratefully to Gus, who got up and shook it while his other hand slapped him on the shoulder. “Deal.” John then asked with a bit of an awkward laugh, “So how do I get out of here, and what’s the quickest route to the hunter camp from here?”