The drink did more than you think

"I appreciate the offer," You say as you gently refuse, pushing the key back towards her, "but I don't think that's going to be necessary." Taking the mead, you leave her side and walk towards her lithe comrade. He seems quite pleasantly surprised to have you speak to him.

"Why, hello there. Don't believe we've been introduced."

"Not formally, no" you feel an irrepressible smile on your face in exchange of his "Gilzra, your friend? Your Boss? Your, whoever, was talking to me for a while. She thought we should get better acquainted."

"Remind me to thank her than, for bringing us together. She's a great lady, everyone is a friend to her, it seems."

"Ya, I didn't know her at all, but she saw that I needed a friend and some help, and just offered it up, no questions asked."

"She's that kind of person. Did the same thing for me."

"Ya?" You ask "What kind of a mess did you get into?"

"I pissed off a wizard. Went out hunting and killed his familiar by mistake. Just looked like any other bird to me. What about you?"

"Got tricked into serving a demon cult and now they're after me for my blood"

"I guess that puts you on top"

"Only if you want me to be" The words snuck out. You try to cover your mouth to keep more from escaping, but the unusualness of it made you start giggling.

"Wow" He laughed a little as well "I mean that sounds great and everything, but can I at least get your name first?"

"It's Demetria, and you're Gleddrix, right?"

"I prefer just being Glen. Never really liked my name. Yours though is quite pretty. You're a pretty lady, if you don't mind me being forward."

"Be as forward as you like" you say quietly. You're surprised again by your openness, but you don't recoil this time. Your arousal is high, and your restraint is low. You feel a throbbing in your cock, **** for action. Glen swallows hard, unprepared for the response he received.

"I think we're getting a little ahead of ourselves. What do you say to taking a breath of fresh air outside? Clear our heads a little bit?" You find his distant behavior disappointing, and all the more confusing when he wraps his arm around your shoulder to lead you outside. The sun having fallen, the temperature has dropped noticeably. You enjoy the gentle breeze, and the comparative quiet. Villagers have all gone back to their homes, and travelers have found their temporary lodging. Only a few merchants were still outside, generally preparing for the next day.

"It's a peaceful night out" Gleddrix adds, appropo of nothing.

"ya, I'm not used to it being so quiet so early. It's a pleasant change. Good to feel safe again."

"May I?" He held his arms up in a stationary position, about to hug "I know we just met, but if you need some calm, this might do the trick."

Being conscious of your horns not getting in the way, you accept the hug, and embrace him as well. It is a welcome comfort. There's a warmth and comfort you've never had before. He has a distinct smell, one very pleasant to you. This is what you've always wanted to feel. Wanted, welcomed.

Normal. You're not being coveted or repulsed because of your ancestry. Does he like you for being you? Maybe, who knows? Does it matter?

During your hug, your hand drops down. You find his groin and gently grip the growing erection. You hear a breathy moan.

"Let me do this" you look into his eyes "I want to make you feel good."

He was quiet, simply nodding in the affirmative. Moving against a wall, you pull his pants down just enough to free his cock. You drop to your knees and start to suck on the head, making loud empassioned noises as you go.

You're in control, you tell yourself. You haven't been cajoled or tricked. This cock was in your mouth because you wanted it there. You suck it deeper and faster, hoping with every thrust into your throat wipes out the taste and the memory of Rosita violating your friendship and trust. He was delicious, the hazy look he gave you as he watched you was intoxicating.

"Demetria," he began as he coursed his hand through your hair "you feel amazing. Let's pace ourselves or" sensing where he was going with this, you reject his offer. You grab on to the back of his thigh to help yourself deep throat him. His breathing is quick, and you don't let up. A short, loud groan accompanies the warm liquid filling your mouth. It feels wonderful as you let it slip down and fill your belly. There's a popping sound as the head escapes your mouth. You smile at each other, as you return to your feet.

"That was amazing."

"Thanks" you reply humbly "it's not something I normally do. Let's just carry on like this didn't happen."

"Ya. Of course" Glen replied "my imagination may get ahead of me, but I won't push my luck. Maybe I can return the favor for you soon. If we get real lucky, maybe we can make the real connection one day."

"I think I'd like that" you reply "not tonight, but something to work towards."