Speaking About Another Shopping Trip

“My dearest love?”

“Mmnh...?” The barbarian stirs slightly, groggily opening up one eye.

“Ach, sorry.” Beryl’s apologetic voice quiets down to a whisper as she sees Krvavy lying on her side with the Halfling in her arms. “Ah didn’t know ya were ‘avin’ a nap.”

“It’s alright,” Krvavy yawns back, not bothering to even lift her head as she remains sprawled on the moss bedding. “We were just getting her used to... being together like this.”

“Looks quite comfy.” The Wood Elf warmly comments, taking off her tight leather top and her even tighter shorts. Her blue-green eyes twinkle playfully as she crosses over to the bunny-mouse and barbarian, carefully lying down with them. “Ya don’t mind me joinin’ in ‘ere, do ya~?”

“Not at all.” The barbarian raises an arm just enough to let her tanned tomboy slip beneath it, sandwiching the tiny blonde between their bodies. “Did you want something, or...?”

“It can wait.” Beryl replies in a hushed tone, not wanting to wake Adeline. “Ah want ta enjoy this moment Ah’ve intruded on.” A kind smile fills her face as she lazily reaches a hand out, slowly trailing the tips of her nimble fingers across the few black scales that reach across Krvavy’s cheekbones.

With absolutely no reason to disagree, Krvavy simply closes her eyes and returns to her relaxation. She gets to enjoy this comfortable peace for a few minutes longer.

“Eeep...!”

That surprised squeak draws the Drakling from her lethargic laziness. She opens her eyes once more, glancing down slightly to see the Halfling’s flushed face staring back at her.

“Oh, ‘ow adorable~...!” Beryl’s joyful whisper causes Adeline to freeze, those big hazel eyes widening even further. The Elf slips an arm around the Halfling’s waist, hugging the timid girl from behind. “Ya two make such a cute couple~!”

Krvavy can’t help but smile as she watches Adeline’s blush become even more intense. “Hah, wouldn’t I have to be ‘cute’ for that? Or is Adeline cute enough for the both of us?”

“Nah, my dearest love,” the Wood Elf giggles as she playfully bops the barbarian on the nose with a single finger, “ya are plenty cute yerself~! A big, strong, and fearsome barbarian spendin’ ‘er time cuddlin’ wit’ a girl ‘alf ‘er size~! Tha’ is cute~! Not ta mention all o’ the other things~! Like ‘ow ya start ta pine fer yer girl’s after only bein’ separated fer a few minutes~! Or ‘ow ya look at us wit’ such a soft gaze when ya don’t think anyone is watching~!”

Krvavy’s expression remains mostly steady, even as her cheeks flush to a shade not unlike Adeline’s face. “You’re in an interesting mood today.”

“And ‘ow could Ah not be after stumblin’ on the adorable sight o’ ya cuddlin’ wit’ this sweetie~?”

“M-m-mi-miss Beryl...!” Adeline shakily squeaks out, turning her big begging eyes towards the teasing tomboy. “P-p-pl-p-ple-please...!”

“Aww, am Ah pesterin’ ya too much~?” The Elf asks with a laugh, making a mess of Adeline’s dark-blonde hair as she rubs and pats the Halfling’s head.

“Looks like it.” Krvavy comments as calmly as she can, feeling a little relieved to no longer be the target of her sweet berry’s playful harassment.

“Sorry sweetie,” Beryl’s apology doesn’t seem all that sincere, especially not after she plants a kiss on the timid girl’s forehead. “But ya’ve got ta get used ta this~!”

“Eeeeeeeieee...” Adeline wiggles and squirms, pressing herself up against the barbarian’s body as she seeks shelter in Krvavy’s embrace.

“So, now that you’ve ruined our nap...” The Drakling pointedly meets her Elf’s gaze, a smile playing at her lips. “Why don’t you finally explain what you came over here for?”

“Ah just wanted ta suggest tha’ ya ‘ead back ta the city soon.” Beryl calmly answers, relaxing into the soft moss bedding. “There are a few things tha’ we need more o’, and some stuff tha’ it could be good ta get.”

“Another shopping trip then?”

“Aye. It may be good ta make ya a list as well. Unless ya think tha’ ya can remember all o’ the ingredients and cookware we’ll need ya ta get~? Some stuff’ll be easier ta remember, Ah’m sure, but wha’ about – Ach, no, no~!” Beryl’s teasing tone abruptly shifts targets, her fingers splaying out across the Halfling’s flat chest as she presses the girl down into the moss bedding, keeping Adeline from trying to sit up. “We’re stayin’ like this, so just enjoy our cuddles, sweetie~!”

“M-m-my l-le-lett-letters...!” Adeline nervously stutters out, turning her big begging eyes towards the Elf. “I-I-I ne-need...!”

“Don’t ya worry,” Beryl’s hand moves up to gently cup the bunny-mouse girl’s cheek, “our dearest love isn’t goin’ ta be leavin’ right this instant. Ya still ‘ave time ta finish writin’ wha’ever it is ya wanted ta ta tell yer family.”

“I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I...!”

“Sweetie...” Beryl’s expression softens as the faintest bit of disappointment enters her voice. “Ya ‘aven’t even started writin’ yet, ‘ave ya?”

The bunny-mouse girl can only respond with a nod, turning her embarrassed gaze away.

“We have a bunch of paper that you can use, along with a pen and some ink.” Krvavy’s comment causes the timid blonde to jump slightly, as if she forgot that the Drakling was here. “That stuff has been sitting around in storage for a while though, so hopefully it’s all still good to use...”

“Ach, maybe Ah should let ya go then...” An exaggerated sigh escapes the Wood Elf’s lips, idly giving the Halfling’s cheeks a few gentle squeezes. “But it is just so nice ta cuddle like this...”

“We can’t stay like this all day.” The barbarian makes no attempt to move despite her words. “And if I’m going to be gone for a couple weeks then... Well, I have a lot of work to do in a pretty short amount of time. I should be able to at least get the outermost wall up...”

“Afraid o’ bein’ scolded by the Dwarf~?”

“It’s more that I’m paranoid and don’t want to leave before I’ve at least built some defences.”

“And a little wall will make ya feel better~?” The tomboyish Elf teases, her blue-green eyes twinkling playfully. “Ya know tha’ someone could bypass tha’ whole tunnel by comin’ in through the skylights, right~? Even if it is quite the drop.”

“Unnh...” Krvavy’s sighed groan makes her exasperation clear. “Please, don’t ever mention that around Inanna. She would probably make me climb all the way up there just to block all of that off, or something...”

“Ah wouldn’t want ta lose my sunlight, so Ah guess tha’ Ah’m **** ta keep silent~. But don’t blame me if she figures it out on ‘er own~.” Beryl releases her light grip on the Halfling so that she can teasingly wag a finger at her Draconic lover. “All it’ll take is fer tha’ Dwarf ta look up~.”

“Alright. That’s enough of this.” Krvavy gently shakes her head as she pulls back from the group cuddle, fully freeing Adeline from her embrace. “I, apparently, have work to do. And you,” she gently pats the Halfling’s head, “have some letters to write. Don’t stress yourself out too much, okay?”

“O-okay...” Adeline quietly responds, nervously grasping at her fur-tipped tail as it slips away from the barbarian’s body. The girl takes a few deep breathes as she shakily sits up. Her big hazel eyes briefly meet the Drakling’s emerald pair, causing her lingering blush to grow noticeably more red. Without warning, she suddenly darts forwards to clumsily kiss Krvavy, their lips just barely missing in her haste.

The Drakling is surprised by Adeline’s boldness, which buys the bunny-mouse girl just enough time to jump back out of Krvavy’s reach. “Wai...t.” She trails off with a sigh as she watches the timid blonde scurry away.

“Tha’ was adorable~!” Beryl joyfully cheers, scooting forwards to claim the now-empty space right up against Krvavy. “Do ya now see wha’ Ah meant when Ah said ya make a cute couple~?”

“She forgot her dress.” Krvavy idly states, ignoring her Elf’s teasing.

“Tha’ is a good thing, aye~? Yer corruptin’ influence is already ‘avin’ an effect on tha’ innocent girl~!” The Wood Elf laughs out, pressing her petite breasts into the barbarian’s much bigger ones. “She completely forgot tha’ she was naked~. Soon she’ll be a nudist like us~. Or a naturist, if we go by yer blessin’s name~.”

The barbarian just rolls her eyes and sits up, inadvertently pulling the clingy Elf with her. “I’m just trying to make her more comfortable.”

“Comfortable wit’ bein’ nude~.”

“Now let go.” Krvavy pokes at the fingers wrapped around her lower horn. “You missed your chance to cuddle, all because you wanted to tease me.”

“Aye, it was a tough choice Ah made.” Beryl dramatically sighs out, letting her hand get brushed away. “One tha’ ya’re quite familiar wit’~.”

“Okay, shoo already.” Krvavy can’t help but smile as she gently shoves the Elf away. “You have a whole shopping list to write.”

“Already preparin’ ta leave~?” Beryl’s teasing voice rings out through the storage area. “Don’t want ta waste even a second in the mornin’~?”

“It’s more that I don’t want to accidentally forget to bring something that I need.” The Drakling responds, not bothering to turn away from the piled supplies.

“Always so careful, my dearest love~.” The tomboyish Elf just barely suppresses her laughter as she steps forwards and forces a pair of wooden cylinders into Krvavy’s hands.

“And these are...?”

“Adeline’s letters.” The Elf answers as if that was obvious, her blue-green eyes glimmering playfully. “A few pieces o’ paper wouldn’t’ve survived a journey wit’ ya, but maybe they’ll stand a chance all rolled up like this? Just don’t go thinkin’ tha’ they’re wa’er proof.”

“Right, that’s a good idea...” Krvavy idly nods her head, staring at the two secured letters.

Beryl slowly leans forwards, stopping just shy of pressing against her Draconic lover. “Wonderin’ wha’ tha’ adorable sweetie wrote~?” She asks in a playfully singsong tone.

The barbarian shrugs her shoulders. “Kind of, but...”

“Don’t want ta invade ‘er privacy~? Aww, ‘ow sweet o’ ya, my dearest love~.” The tanned tomboy’s dexterous hand trails up the Drakling’s spine. “Ah’m much the same, but not everyone thinks tha’ way. Yer brat, fer example.”

Krvavy sighs and resists the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. “What did Thea do?”

“Nothin’ too bad.” The Wood Elf reassures, rubbing a spot between Krvavy’s shoulder blades. “Tha’ girl just read Adeline’s letters, though she at least ‘ad the decency ta not do it in front o’ Adeline ‘erself. In fact, tha’ sweet little mouse doesn’t even know tha’ ‘er letters were read.”

“I’m going to have to have a word with her...” Krvavy sighs again, slowly shaking her head. “Did Thea at least say why she did that?”

“Yeah, she ‘ad some excuse about ‘security’, or wha’ever.” Beryl dismissively responds, focusing more and more of her attention on her impromptu massage. “The girl was probably worried about ‘er identity bein’ revealed, though Ah doubt anythin’ would’a came o’ tha’. Adeline’s folk aren’t exactly taken seriously, so who’d believe some random rumour about a missin’ noble girl? Especially when tha’ noble girl isn’t exactly all tha’ important. Or...” the Elf’s lips gently brush against the Drakling’s pointed ear as her voice lowers into an almost seductive whisper. “Maybe she was worried tha’ Adeline’d say somethin’ bad about ya~? Sounds like somethin’ tha’ brat would do, aye~?”

“Not that she’d ever admit it.” The barbarian agrees, trying to ignore the pert breasts pressing into her back and the pair of stiff nipples rubbing against her body.

“No, o’ course not~! But tha’ attitude o’ ‘ers is part o’ wha’ ya love about ‘er, isn’t it~?” The Elf’s nimble fingers caress her Draconic lover’s shoulders, feeling the strong muscles hidden beneath black scales and pale skin. “Ya enjoy just ‘ow flustered ya can make er~. And speakin’ o’ tha’ brat gettin’ flustered, ya should ‘ave seen ‘ow red ‘er face got when she read Adeline’s letters~! Ah’m not sure wha’ tha’ sweetie wrote, but it must’ve been somethin’ good if it got tha’ kind o’ reaction~!”

A growing heat burns inside Krvavy, drawn out by those teasing words. The Drakling’s thick tail suddenly shifts, bumping into Beryl’s side and gradually pushing the Elf off of her back. “Are you trying to get me all worked up for any particular reason?” She asks, trying to act as if her cheeks aren’t flushed and her cock isn’t slowly stiffening.

“Do Ah need a reason~?” The tanned Elf replies, blue-green eyes twinkling playfully. “Maybe Ah just want ta tease ya~? Maybe Ah just want ta get ya all worked up so tha’ ya give the others a good night ta remember before we leave in the morn~?”

Krvavy’s breathing quickens as Beryl’s petite breasts press back into her own. “Wait.” She mutters out, her mind catching on to what the Elf just said. “We?”

“Aye~!” Beryl laughs back, boldly meeting the barbarian’s narrowed gaze. “Ah’m comin’ wit’ ya this time!”

“No.”

“Oh, my dearest love...” The Wood Elf woman responds with an exaggerated sigh. “Ah wasn’t askin’!”

The Drakling purses her lips and glares at her Elf’s playful expression. “It is bad enough that I’ll be gone for a couple weeks, but for you to be away from home as well...”

“Don’t be so paranoid.” Beryl’s voice is gentle and comforting, despite her dismissive words. “We’ve never ‘ad a problem tha’d necessitate one o’ us ta deal wit’ it. And if somethin’ like tha’ did ‘appen, then Khalia’d deal wit’ it in our place. She is more than capable o’ keepin’ the others safe.”

Krvavy simply grits her teeth, unable to keep herself from worrying.

“Don’t ya trust ‘er ta keep yer girl’s safe?”

“Don’t try to manipulate me.” Krvavy coldly returns.

“My dearest love...” Beryl’s soft sigh is much more authentic this time. “Ah’ve already discussed this wit’ the others, and they are all fine wit’ it.”

“Just ‘fine’ with it?”

“Ach... Stop bein’ so negative.” The Elf clasps Krvavy’s hands in her own, giving them a tender squeeze. “Inanna was fully on board wit’ the idea. The list o’ wha’ we need ta get is a bit much fer ya ta carry on yer own. Not really in weight, but in the sheer amount. And while Khalia’d be better fer carryin’ all those things, it probably isn’t the best idea ta bring ‘er ta a city. Which means tha’ Ah’m the only one who can accompany ya, as the walk’d be too much fer the shorties and yer brat.”

Krvavy continues to scowl, even if she is starting to feel like she is being unreasonably stubborn.

“Speakin’ o’ yer brat, she also thought it was a good idea, but fer... different reasons.” The tanned tomboy rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “Thea wants me ta interrogate the Countess. If it wasn’t such a long journey, and if she wouldn’t ‘ave ta do any work on the way back, then Thea would no doubt demand ta go along wit’ ya as well. But at least she ‘ad the sense ta let me go in ‘er place. No need ta risk ‘er offendin’ a woman tha’ ya’re tryin’ ta seduce, aye?”

“I’m not trying to seduce Rina.” Krvavy quickly replies, her tone sounding a little too defensive.

“Oh, sure, sure~.” Beryl’s blue-green eyes twinkle playfully. “Ah definitely believe ya~.”

The barbarian narrows her eyes at the Elf. “What did the others have to say?”

“Ya know ‘ow Khalia is: she was quite ‘appy tha’ ya’d ‘ave someone along ta ‘elp satisfy yer needs.” Beryl gives her Draconic lover’s hands another squeeze before idly pulling them up to her pert breasts. “As fer Adeline, well...” She pauses briefly, a smug smile spreading across her face as the Drakling’s hands begin to knead her tits. “Adeline was the only one who was conflicted. She’ll miss ‘avin’ me around, and was probably a bit intimidated wit’ the idea o’ bein’ left alone with Thea and Khalia. But she was also rather insistent on ‘avin’ someone ta keep ya company. Tha’ sweetie ‘as such a big ‘eart, not wantin’ ya ta ‘ave ta be alone while the rest o’ us stay together...”

Krvavy wants to scowl at all of that, but simply can’t muster the will to look so negative. Not while she is pinching and tweaking her tanned tomboy’s stiff nipples... “Fine,” she reluctantly groans out, “if everyone else wants you to come with me...”

“Wonderful, my dearest love~!” A rather smug aura surrounds the Elf, somehow not spoiled by the fact that her petite tits are being played with like a couple of stress toys. “Ah can ‘ardly wait ta ‘ave ya all ta myself fer two whole weeks~! We’ll be out there beneath the open sky, enjoyin’ the wilds and the countryside wit’ just each other fer company~! Even the day or two we’ll spend in a city won’t spoil it all, as we’ll get ta enjoy the Countess’ generosity~! Plus, it’ll be nice ta ‘ave a chat wit’ ‘er, Elf ta Elf.”

“Alright, alright... No need to be so cheery...” Krvavy grumbles out, giving her Elf’s pert breasts another firm grope.

“Oh~? Would ya rather Ah go back ta tryin’ ta get ya all worked up~?” Beryl teasingly asks, already reaching out and gently trailing her fingers across the barbarian’s belly, avoiding the scars that mar those muscled abs. “Well, my dearest love,” her voice takes on a husky, whispered tone. “Would ya~?”

Krvavy simply takes a deep breath, not trusting herself to respond. Especially not as her tomboyish Elf’s nimble fingers find their way down to her semi-stiff shaft.

“Ah’m not ‘earin’ a no~!” A playful giggle accompanies those words. “So Ah’ll take tha’ as permission ta continue~!” The Elf’s dexterous hand grabs onto the Drakling’s dick, giving it a gentle and loving squeeze. “Ya do ‘ave three girls ta satisfy before ya leave in the morn~! It won’t do ta leave them all needy fer the weeks tha’ we’ll be gone~!”

“Three...?” Krvavy bites her bottom lip, trying to keep composed despite her rapidly growing arousal.

“Aye. Khalia, Thea, and Inanna.”

“Not Adeline as well...?”

“My dearest love, ‘ave ya been able ta do anythin’ undeniably lewd wit’ tha’ sweetie ever since dealin’ wit’ ‘er ‘eat?” Beryl’s hand strokes along the ridged rod’s hard length as she whispers out that question, though she doesn’t wait long for an answer. “No. Because the sweet girl isn’t ready fer tha’ yet. She is too shy. Too easily embarrassed. But don’t ya worry, it’s only a matter o’ time until she wants ta do such lewd things wit’ ya~. Soon she’ll be there wit’ the rest o’ us, beggin’ fer yer seed~!”

“Hnnnh!” Krvavy sharply inhales, her ever-growing lust shocked into submission as the Elf’s thin fingers tighten around the base of her cock, strangling her stiff shaft.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk~!” The tanned tomboy playfully clicks her tongue. “No wastin’ yer cum, my dearest love~! No matter ‘ow much ya like the idea o’ ‘avin’ Adeline worship yer cock wit’ all o’ yer other girls~!”

“Beryl...!” The Drakling hisses out her Elf’s name, lustful eyes narrowed. A familiar horny haze creeps at the edges of her mind, eating away at her will bit by bit.

“No, no, my dearest love~.” The teasing Wood Elf’s other hand crosses Krvavy’s vision, gleefully wagging back and forth as is scolding her. “Ah’ll ‘ave ya ta myself fer a couple weeks, so ya shouldn’t spend yer lust on me~. Instead, ‘ow about we go find one o’ yer other girl’s~? Khalia was lazing about on our our wonderful bed when Ah came up ‘ere, and she is probably still there~.”

Krvavy takes one very deep breath, her body shuddering in growing anticipation. “And you say that I am a bad influence...” She quietly mutters out, forcing her eyes shuA t.

“Well~?”

The barbarian’s response comes not in words, but in action.