With intent and focus

She knew the jabs at his size were unneeded, but she couldn't deny how lustful they made her. She could see it in his eyes, the eagerness to please, the desire to serve, fuck if it wasn't fun. She spread her legs on the bed, inviting the thief forward, reclining on worn feather pillows. It's been to fucking long, she watches with lustful anticipation as the elf crawls beside her. He begins working his hands down her body, tracing her muscles, just as she had done earlier, but while her large hands had only clumsily caressed him, his delicate fingers teased her with precision. You fucking teasing slut, was all she could think, as hands continued to explore her body.

Her own breathing began to grow heavy, she took deep breaths, trying to control her own growing lust. She growled hungrily as his hand finally made its way to her thighs. There was a focus on his brow she enjoyed, this little man was putting every effort of his being into pleasing her. While some of the bigger brutes may be fun to ride, they often cared more about their own meat than hers and left her pleasure up to their stamina. But while his little thing twitched and pulsed between his legs, he never dared touch it without her permission. No, in this moment, it was all about her, her body, her pleasure, where all his attention was focused on, the center of his little lustful world. "Fuck you're adorable" she pulled him in for a kiss, invading him with her tongue, she held him there till the need to breathe separated them. Their eyes met as they panted, catching their breath. "Enough with the teasing brat" her voice was harsh, she tried to keep her tone steady, but she cracked, as a slight waver slipped through "I can't wait any longer".

"Ye-ye-yes ma'am" was all he could muster. Soren set upon the task before him. While his own member was painfully engorged, the woman who had given him a chance had requested relief. It was his pleasure, his duty, and his desire to gift it to her. He slipped two fingers beneath, aided by the slick texture of lubricated skin. His thumb lightly teased her clit, as he supported the pressure from within. Carefully he drew out long calculated strokes of his fingers. Naz purred as she ran her fingers through Soren's hair, such a pretty boy she murmurs, her thoughts slipping through her low moans. She gently caresses his face with the back of her hand, self-conscious of hands calloused from years of fighting. How could such a pretty thing enjoy a beast like me? Waves of pleasure began to build between her thighs, heat radiating through her body. She felt herself tighten around him as her body shook as a wave of relief and ecstasy melted her stress away. Her movements rocked the bed, the old wood creaking as she moved her hips in tune with his rhythm.

"Oh fuck keep going" she demanded, digging her hands into the sheets, gripping them with enough **** to cause tears to form. "more, Little Mouse, do not stop!" She cried out. Soren continued to work diligently, carefully applying just enough pressure in the right places, well-trained hands doing precise work. He himself on the verge of bursting from just her sounds. He began kissing her abs, licking the salty sweat from her muscular stomach. He was startled as a forceful hand shoved his head between Naz's breasts. She clenched him tightly, as he felt her whole body shake. Naz pulled Soren's hand from her, and held the small elf tightly as her once quickened breathing began to slow.

"I think…. you passed…" she said breathlessly as she softly stroked his back. He felt so small in her arms. Like a delicate flower, she had picked from the countryside.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M TRYING TO SLEEP" a voice yelled through the wooden walls.

"Fuck off" came Naz's reply. The pair paused and looked at each other, before breaking out into a quiet giggle. "You did very well Little Mouse, I think you will make an excellent member of our party." Soren sighed with relief, and collapsed beside her. His small election twitching skyward. He longed for release, but did not want to ask for it, as he feared he may upset Naz, it was his interview after all, and previous relationships had not treated him well when he made selfish requests.