The natural way

You take a deep breath, recognizing you're acting against your own better interest. You lean forward, your hands clasped shut together

"I could make the potion, but I refuse. I also owe you a confession, of sorts. I made a love potion, to be given to you. She is afraid that you don't care for her, and you are afraid that you are unable to satisfy her. Neither of you need my help, at least as far as potions are concerned. What you need is to be honest with each other

Jalen's eyes grew large hearing these words, and sat quietly as he processed the information. "I don't know how I feel about her trying to cloud my mind like that."

"Imagine how she would feel upon discovery of your plans. Are you no more deceitful?"

"But, it would be for her own benefit"

You let out a small laugh "So much for the wisdom of my elvish cousins. It's disappointing that you don't realize how easily your phrase can be turned around."

The wizard was about to speak, before you rose up "My say on this is final Jalen. I'm not the one you need to speak to. You'll both thank for me for this later" No sooner have you left the room, do you find your prior customer, looking nervously. You untie your coinpurse from your side and hold it in the palm of your hand "It would seem the potion is unnecessary. The elf shares your feelings. Let me have that back, and you can take back your gold" Despite your practiced cool character, you're questioning your own actions inside. You would normally never be the one to voluntarily give money back or provide a refund. Your customer declined the offer, pushing your hand back down to your side.

"Keep it, you earned that money." Malay said as she moved past you, sitting across from Jaren where you had been sitting.

"So" Malay began "I guess we both have somethings to talk about."

"Indeed" The elf smiled "that is quite understated."

"Things have gotten dangerous in the past, but never this close, and I think with that, we need to be honest with each other"

"Agreed" Jaren replied, nodding again. "We've learned the hard lesson that we can't really wait until the right moment."

"Well," Malay's nervousness was curious to watch, so opposite of her strong demeanor "I've had feelings for you for a long time now. You've always been quick to my defense when someone tries to call me stupid or something. In alot of the places we go, I'm the first Orc people have seen in a long time, or maybe ever, and it can feel awkward, but you've always helped make me feel...safe, I guess."

"Well, I can certainly forgive you for not admitting to your feelings." Jaren smiled faintly as he responded. "I had them since the first time I saw you. I can't explain it, and I've stopped trying, but you're the most beautiful, attractive woman I've ever met. It's strange, we've warded off bandits, gone into dangerous caverns, faced off against horrid monsters, but I never had the courage to say anything. It's strange, really, that the fear of rejection could be stronger than the fear of ****."

"It's not that strange" Malay smiled as she brushed Jaren's cheek "And in the end, it looks like we had nothing to fear after all"

The strong orc woman leaned forward to give a kiss, and it was at that moment that you thought it best for you to leave. The two were connecting well without you, and by appearances, were about to get much more intimately connected. You lingered by the door as you closed it behind you, and could quickly hear audible moans coming from the room.

Curiosity had gotten the better of you, and you slowly opened the door back open, just enough for you to peek inside. The scene before you was certainly a sight to see. Malay, the orc woman, had her lips passionately wrapped around the cock of her elven lover. Through his lustful moans, his eyes opened for a moment to see you through the door. He was quiet, and non judgmental. With a spare hand, he gingerly motioned for you to come back in.