Sit Next to Sofia

Bidding farewell to Mia, I decided to spend the night drinking alongside Sofia and her father Martin. Taking my half full mug along, I slid into the corner booth table next to Sofia across from her father.

“Ah, Flynn! Glad you could join us,” said Martin heartily.

“Of course, Mr. Lowery,” I said, intertwining my left hand with Sofia’s right hand under the table. She blushed softly, sipping from her mug to cover it up. “Say, I’ve got a few questions, if you don’t mind.”

“Go on,” he said, “but please, just call me Martin. I get enough of ‘Mr. Lowery’ during the day at the University.”

“Fair enough, Martin. So, what was Sofia like as a kid?” I asked, picturing a young Sofia playing the lute while she had her nose shoved in a book.

“Oh, well, as a child, Sofia was rather sickly and frail. As I’m sure you know, Sofia’s mother died during childbirth. What you may not know was that she was also born several weeks premature. This caused her immune system to be very weak for the first decade of her life, being the main reason she stayed indoors most of the time,” he said grimly.

“Oh...I see...” I said, my imaginary version of child Sofia shattered and replaced with a young girl wracked with fevers, **** to stay home alone.

“It’s alright, though,” she said, clenching my hand. “I learned a lot, and as I got older, my health problems faded.”

“That’s good to hear,” I said.

“How about you, Flynn? What was your childhood like?” asked Martin.

“Normal and boring,” I laughed. “I went to school, played with the other kids, and didn’t do much else. My life was peaceful and uneventful until recently. Before arriving in the capital, I was banished from my home after getting into a fight with someone.”

“That’s too bad. How are you enjoying the capital though?” Martin asked, finishing off his drink.

“It’s a fine enough town. Aside from getting robbed my first day here, the people have been rather kind to me. I owe a lot of where I am now to your daughter and my other party members,” I said, smiling at Sofia. She blushed and returned the smile.

“Glad to hear it. Say, you two should come by the house for dinner sometime. I’d even cook!” Martin offered.

“That sounds like fun,” I said. Sofia on the other hand looked like she was about to puke.

“...maybe I’ll handle the cooking...” she said sheepishly.

“Huh!? Oh come on, my cooking isn’t that bad!” he said indignantly.

“Last time you cooked for me we had to call in a healer,” she said, clutching her stomach while remembering the memory.

“Ah. That’s...fair,” he relented before chuckling.

The rest of the night proceeded much like this, small talk, jokes, and drinks as we formed a small bond with Martin. Eventually, it got too late for him to be out drinking on a school night, so Martin bid is farewell, and left the bar, leaving Sofia and I alone in our booth.

“Your father isn’t what I expected,” I said, wrapping my arm around Sofia as she laid her head on my shoulder.

“He’s always been nice. It’s just...when I was a kid, he was always so preoccupied with his work and his research...didn’t leave much time for me...” she said sadly.

“What sorta research was it?” I asked.

“I don’t know. He never told me. Always just said ‘I’m getting close’ every time I asked about it,” she said.

“Whatever it is, it must’ve been important for a dad to neglect a kid as cute as you,” I teased, pinching her cheek.

“Shtaap,” she complained, pinching my cheek back.

“Hey, hey! Fine, truce,” I laughed. We released one another’s cheeks. “I’m glad your dad is making an effort to make up for his past mistakes. If you need someone to talk to, I’m all ears...you’re very important to me after all.”

“Thank you,” she said. “You’re important to me too...”

I leaned in and kissed her. She moaned softly into my mouth as she reciprocated the kiss. One of her hands slowly made its way down my chest until it rested over my cock, which was beginning to harden.

“What do you say we get out of here? Find somewhere private,” I asked, pulling away.

“Sounds fun,” she said, giving my cock one last squeeze. We quickly finished off our drinks, leaving behind payment on the table as we headed towards the door. We luckily managed to sneak out without the others noticing us. We quickly made our way to an inn, more upscale than the Copper Tankard due to our increased revenue. The innkeeper shot me a knowing look after handing us our room key, and we headed upstairs.