Winging a plan

I take a moment to regain my bearings before I turn around to face him. I'm panting and my cheeks are flushed, but I'm starting to feel myself again. I'm still warm, still tingling, but the fog of passion has lifted.

I feel a prickle of nerves as I finally turn around, wondering how he looks. But the sight that greets me instantly dispels any lingering apprehension. Sabastian’s chest is sweaty and flushed a deep crimson. His chest glistens as it rises and falls in ragged breaths, I find it funny how this aspect of attraction stays the same. Sabastian looks spent, but his eyes are wide with wonder and something... else. He runs a trembling hand through his sweat-dampened hair, as his gaze meets on mine. "That was..." he starts with a husky voice and then struggles for a moment. Finally, he manages to continue, "Incredible." And the way he says it, the longing in his voice... it makes my chest tighten and my breath catch in my throat.

I can't help but grin. The mission may be important, but this... this is... fun and unexpected. It felt sooooo good. And seeing him like this, so ****, so raw... it makes me want to push him further.

"I thought you might say that" I smirk, unable to resist teasing him. "Well, you can thank me later."

"For what?" he asks, his voice barely whispering.

My smile widens, and my heart thunders against my ribs.

"For making sure you're ready to capture Lucas tonight," I reply, my voice laced with desire.

I tighten my pussy around his softening length one last time. His eyes momentarily close as he groans. "Though, if you get distracted that easily, you may need more help." I wink and then start to stand, his cock slipping out of me. I wish I had longer to savor the feeling of fullness, but I have to be strong. This isn't just about sex, it's about strategy and completing the mission.

I start helping Sebastian out from under the net. "So, Sebastian, the scouting earlier did not go as planned, do you think have a suggestion for an ambush spot?"

"I know a place." He says, “It's a small clearing just outside the village, close to the river. It’s near the path Lucas uses to walk home after drinking in the tavern."

"Great, do you think you can lure him to the clearing?" I ask.

Sabastian pauses for a moment, "He doesn't really listen to me, but... he does think with his cock. If he saw a beautiful woman while he was drunk on the way home, he'd probably chase them."

A shiver ran down my spine. The thought of playing bait for the drunken creep was unsettling. But Sebastian's words held a kernel of truth. Lucas was driven by instinct more than reason, and with this body... I definitely can inspire certain instincts. I take a calming breath and reply, "Guess I'll be counting on you with the net."

It's late, I'm in the woods near the path wearing just the bottom half of my hunting tunic. My bow is with Sabastian, and I have just a hidden small knife on me, so I look the part of a cliche lost and **** woman. I feel like Nadya would judge me for this approach. I can't believe I let Sebastian suggest this, I'll have to... My thoughts are cut off as heavy clumsy foot falls. I stand from my hiding place off the trail topless. Lucas is walking down the trail; he looks sloshed and unaware of the world outside of the path in front of him. Fuck, I didn't want to do this part.

"Hey there..." I gag internally at the thought of flirting with the drunken asshole. "...how's it going... Stud." Fuck this is so much worse than flirting with Sebastian earlier.

"Tits, uh, um I mean what's a fine piece of ass like you doing out here." He responds, a disconcerting smile appearing on his face as he attempts a demented version of dignity.

My face involuntarily twitches as I fight the overwhelming urge to roll my eyes, "I'm looking for a strong, hard man" Is the mission really worth this?

"I'm as strong as they cum, heh" He grabs his crotch and eyes me over, "howaboutcha cum over here and I'll show you exactly how hard I am."

Almost done with this bullshit. Just one more push I think. I touch my hand to my chest and trace my fingers down my breasts. I then pinch a nipple squeezing my breasts together, this should work right? "Thing is I enjoy... the chase. So... catch me Stud and I'm yours. I turn around and sway my hips as I start walking away, watch him over my shoulder." Thank goodness he’s drunk, my acting feels horrendous. After a few seconds of ogling, his mind catches up with my words and he starts to pursue me.