Their barrel, and more

"I want this," Jorella says as she taps on the barrel. Hunk and Hilda just look at her in confusion. "I need a barrel to store some of my material, and it looks like you've got one," she says with a smile.

"So, clothes for the barrel, that seems fair I guess," says Hilda.

"Not quite," Jorella says. "This fabric is incredibly rare and valuable. It's worth for more than that old hunk of wood. Even just trading one piece of cloth for it is an absolute steal for you. Two would be a terrible business decision."

"Th-that's robbery!" Hilda angrily argues. "You think just because we're down on our luck we'll agree to anything?!"

"We wont do it!" Hunk declares, shaking his head.

"H-hear me out," Jorella says taking a step back from them. "I'm not out to cheat you (she was), and I don't intend to leave you naked and unprotected out here (she was)."

The two nobles looked at her disapprovingly.

Jorella bites her lip and blushes a little. "He's quite the specimen," the merchant says as she hungrily eyes Hunk. "If you're willing to let me get a good look at you, I'll give you both something. A girl has needs after all."

Hilda protectively tightens her grip on Hunk. Her outrageous request was filling the knight with rage. Hunk was her man! She caught him fair and square, and she wasn't about to share him with anyone (Hunk's own opinion didn't matter on this issue, as far as Hilda was concerned)! She was about to let loose a most-un-ladylike string of profanities when Hunk interrupted.

"You... you're just going to look?" He asked nervously, the shame spreading over his body.

Hilda was shocked into silence.

He's actually considering this?

"Yes," Jorella cooed as she licked her lips. "It's not every day I get to see Adonis in the flesh. Please, grant my humble request and I will help both of you."

Hunk really didn't want to show his body to yet another woman. He was a man dammit! A noble with immense power and standing! And yet, here he was, being judged like piece of meat, a simple object of lust, yet again. The shame of it all! Still, it would be selfish and wrong of him to deny poor Miss Huhbogbuh her dignity by forcing her to stay naked in a barrel with him, with her sensual... soft... smooth body rubbing against him. Her sweet melodic voice panting in his ear as her juices...

NO! STOP IT! STOP THINKING THOSE DIRTY THOUGHTS! YOU'RE AN HONEST, NOBLE MAN, NOT SOME DIRTY-MINDED LECHER! He thinks to himself as his erection comes back with a vengeance.