Collecting gnoll heads

While Thror goes to collect the gnoll heads, you sit down to heal Dukash. While the injury certainly does look painful, a deep cut right below his shoulder, it should not be too difficult to heal.

"This isn't gonna hurt, is it?" He asks apprehensively as you approach his wound.

"It might sting at first but the pain will ease as you heal." Focusing on your spell, you call the healing magic to your hands. "I've actually heard that it feels quite good." Seeming satisfied with your response, he relaxes and allows you near his arm. Glitter dances around your fingertips as you rest them on either side of the injury, beginning the healing process. He winces at first, his sensitive skin mending itself, but you see the pain slowly subside. Besides, he seems to be well distracted from the pain.

With both your hands on his arm, you have no way to cover your tits! The huge mammaries sway slightly as you work, the perfect eye candy for your patient. You can tell he is doing his best to be a good friend, trying to look everywhere but your chest. These efforts are all in vain, though, as your juicy breasts keep calling him back. It is hard for you to blame him, fully aware of the effect your tits have on men (and some women). It does not stop you from blushing a deep red, though, and averting your eyes from his hungry gaze. However, looking down just gives you an eyeful of Dukash's growing erection. It is straining at the fabric of his pants and boy is there a lot to admire. He is massive, and from the looks of it, not even fully hard! Just the outline is enough to kickstart your pussy.

Shaking your head, you look up and focus on the healing. This situation is embarrassing enough without you botching a simple mending! The usually talkative Dukash is completely silent for the rest of the session, evident of his shame (not that he really had anything to be ashamed of). You finish just as Thror returns. He has fashioned a sack from the gnoll's tent and slung it over the shoulder, all five lucrative heads safely inside. Dukash immediately stands up, shifting to hide his hard-on. You find his bashfulness cute, rising to your feet as well and finally covering your body with your hands.

"Are you alright, brother?" Thror asks, genuine concern in his voice.

"Fit as a fiddle!" He chirps, flexing his repaired arm. There is a slight mark where the wound was but that would go away in a day or two. Overall, it was a successful healing! "Thanks so much, Rosa, I don't even wanna THINK about how long that would have taken to heal if you hadn't been here."

"I'm glad I could at least help a little," you reply, casting your eyes down.

"What do you mean?" Dukash asks, his usual plucky attitude becoming more worried.

"Sorry, I'm just so... frustrated at how useless I was!" You let your shame out, almost to the point of tears. "I got captured in the first few seconds of the fight and if Thror hadn't rescued me I would have been a goner. I just don't want to be a liability for you guys."

"Rosa, that couldn't be further from what happened!" Dukash exclaims. You look up with wet eyes at the expressive half-orc, his enthusiasm surprising you. "That rally you cast was absolutely crucial! I've never fought that well in my LIFE, Rosa, I was like another person! And if you hadn't taunted that last gnoll you'd have to become a necromancer to heal me!"

"Dukash is right," Thror adds, further surprising you. You fully expectethe older brother to be furious with you. Not only had you **** him to come rescue you, something he had clearly said he did not want to do, but you also put his brother in danger! "You are the healer. It's our job to protect you and make sure you don't get hurt. I'm just glad I got there before... well, before anything bad happened. We'll do better next time, I promise."

"Thank you guys so much. Your words really mean the world to me." As you thank them, you struggle to stop your tits from slipping past your arm. "Though, I really wish I'd stop ending up naked!" The three of you burst into laughter at that, though it's not at your expense. Even though you are exposed again, and you can still feel the brother's eyes on you, you finally feel at home. You've found a party! Before you leave your fallen foes campsite you heal the scratches on your back. Your new friends dutifully turn their backs as you do, which you are very thankful for. Without further delay, the three of you head back to town.