You intervene

Quickly combining some of the sap in your inventory with one of the sticks gathered from the tree resource nodes, you poke the stick into the fire and it flares up into a hotly burning make-shift torch. The sound of panting and excited yelling from the bandits gets louder as you hold your torch behind you, stepping out onto the path just as the first figure stumbles and collapses outside your cave. Looking down the figure status pop up.

Varian Blackwall, Level 4 Artificer
Hero, Human, Active, Explicit
Time since Created: 4 Hours
Time Played: 3 Hours
Conditions: Drained 5:00

Physically, you almost instinctively take half a step back as you realise you are looking at one of the hero's of the world. But then you look closer and you can see a face that is young and handsome with dark hair that flops fetchingly over his face. The figure is lithe and pale with ragged tears torn in the dark clothing that has leather reinforcement built in. Long messy cuts mar the perfect pale skin of the young mans body. A pair of heavy gauntlets decorated with whirring cogs and gears that seem to contain a small flame in the palm of one gauntlet and a crackling ball of electricity in the other.

Before this last update you might have run, or pushed the young man off the cliff to give the bandits somewhere else to go off to. But not this time, this time it was going to be different. Stepping over the hero, you face the bandits and push your hood back to bare you black eye. You feel your feet start to take effect as you stare down the three bandits who have drawn to a halt facing you. You hold your torch up, letting them see the black eye, the gift from your master.

"Begone! This hero is mine to do with as I please. Your thanks for weakening him will be that I shall not slay you and use your fat to make my candles!"

You have to stop yourself laughing as you finish speaking, so melodramatic but it seemed to be working. the bandits looked unsure, their weapons lowering as they took you in, noting your level and looking into the darkness of the cave mouth, no doubt expecting you to have undead minions within ready to pile out any moment. One of the female bandits takes a step forward, casting her eyes down respectfully.

"Please m'lady...a young hero like that...it could be just what we need. The gear alone.."

You take a step forward and raise the bandits face to yours, staring into her eyes with your black orb and give her a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Begone. Do not venture towards my cave again without tribute!"

The three bandits share quick glances but the female closest to you cuts her hand through the air and the three lower level mobs start the long walk back down the cliff towards their spawning point. Turning, you take hold of the hero under the arms and drag them slowly into your cave, setting them down by the fire and unslinging their pack to put under the young mans head as a makeshift pillow.

Sitting down next to the hero, you focused on the pack and found what you had been hoping for, a leather and clothing repair kit. Most Artificer's spawned with one as modifying leather armour and clothes to house their inventions was standard practise for that class. The needles would be ideal. Picking at a loose thread of your own robes, you threaded the needle and decided to test your new feat Cloth and Flesh. You started working on the cuts, stitching them closed with reasonable proficiency and were surprised at how the muscle memory flowed through you, allowing you to act almost without thinking. The hero's breathing stabilised as your medicine skill went to work, ensuring that the hero would not perish from any bleeding conditions and letting the natural regeneration most hero's had a certain level of kick in.

The final cut extended onto the hero's hip, but as he was still ****, you decided you'd make that the last cut you tended. unbuckling the hero's belt, you shimmied his trousers down a little and started working on the cut, getting it neatly stitched before biting off the last of the thread. You had been so engrossed in your work that when you raised your head from your focus you were surprised at seeing the hero...Varian's cock was hard. Looking away, you felt a blush spread across your face. It had been far too long since the last time you were able to feel any pleasure of that sort, seduction had never been a tactic you'd tried when Hero's came to the cave before and whilst you had many updates ago been a wandering encounter, and could sometimes enjoy that experience with other monsters...

You reach forward, not thinking too hard about what you are doing and just letting your lust guide you. Reaching into Varian's underwear you bite your lip as you feel his hot and thick cock. A gasp makes you look towards Varian's face and you can see his eyes open, the drained condition having run down and the player back in control it seemed.