Lennox, Awake

Lennox's voice was scratchy. She chased her words with a low, grumbling sigh, clearly still half-asleep. "You're awake," she said with a sniff.

"Yeah," Grimm replied, keeping his voice low so as not to wake others. "Couldn't sleep." He sighed and cracked his neck. "You?"

"Eh. I've always been an insomniac." She propped herself up on her hand, moving slowly so she wouldn't jostle Tats, and regarded the bull. Her pale blue eyes cut through the darkness, looking like they were composed of the same moonlight pouring through the window. "Normally I'd still be up." She stroked Tats's hair, parted it, and kissed her scalp.

"Me too, actually. But I don't think that's what it is tonight."

The cow raised a hand. "You're not going to tell me about your dreams, are you?" She made a face. "I hate that shit."

The great bull chuckled. "Me too."

"Thank the Goddess. So, what's up?" She resumed playing with Tats's hair. That was something Grimm had quickly become fascinated with -- how close everyone was. Even Reese was, by her own admission, emotionally (and physically) intimate with her (nominal) underlings. It wasn't like any bandit outfit Grimm had ever seen; it was more like a --

Grimm shook his head and squinted. "It's -- hmm. It's like... hmm." He fell flat.

"No offense, but you fuck better than you talk." She giggled. "That, or we totally fried your brains."

"Why not both?"

"True." Lennox snickered. "Try to tell me."

"Why do you care?" Grimm asked, eyebrow raised.

She shrugged. "I mean, I'm awake. So why not?"

"Well..." He huffed. "I guess I'm confused."

"About?"

"Oh, the usual. Existential-crisis-kind-of-stuff. Who I am, what I'm supposed to do, etc."

"Ah." Lennox scratched her cheek. "To be honest I've never really given a shit about stuff like that."

"Yeah?"

The cow shrugged again. "Never had the luxury, I guess."

"What does that mean?"

She suddenly seemed to shrink, losing the smirking confidence that plastered her face 24/7. "Maybe some other time."

Grimm felt like he'd touched a nerve. "Sorry."

"It's fine." She puffed her cheeks, blew hot air. "I don't even know if there'll be some other time."

"That's... actually what I'm confused about."

"What?"

Now it was the bull's turn to shrug. "I've been a thug my whole life and I've never wanted to be anything but. Or at least that's what I thought. I don't know. Maybe I've just never been around so many cows at one time. So maybe I'm just under a spell." He chuckled."But I never lived in bovine territory, y'know? Never had that option."

"Ah." Lennox still looked fretful. "Go on."

"And I've been on my own pretty much forever. So I'm not used to being around people who don't, y'know, want to fight me. Or hire me."

"To be fair, we did kidnap you."

"Yeah, but even that turned into a whole other thing. I guess I'm just out of my element." A heavy sigh. "But at the same time I feel like... I want to spend more time here." He laughed pithily. "I don't even know most of you, but I want to."

"Wow."

He turned to her. "What?"

"And here I thought you were, like, King Dick. But listen to you. You almost sound sentimental, big guy." She reached over and tousled his hair. "So what are you saying? You wanna become a Raider?"

Huh. "...yeah. I guess that is what I'm saying." He huffed. "I've grown soft in my old age."

"How old are you?"

"About 30? I don't know my exact age."

"And you consider that old age?"

"I've lived a long life."

"We're immortal, Grimm."

"...fuck."

"Anyway..." Lennox stretched and draped her leg across Tats. She rubbed Grimm's thigh with her foot. "You might lock the, uh, proper equipment to be a full-fledged Raider." She poked his cock with her toe and giggled.

Despite himself, the great bull stiffened a little. "Good point."

"But I'm sure Reese would welcome a, uh, consultant to the fold." She snickered.

"Is that so?"

"What do I know? I'm just a dumb-ass cow with big fucking tits."

Grimm stifled a fit of snorting laughter. "Way to sell yourself short."

Lennox patted her boob and chuckled. "Just sayin'. So... you're still headin' out in the morning?"

"Yeah. I've got a job to do."

"And then?"

"I might ask Reese if she's looking for a consultant."

Lennox smiled. "Good... ugh," she groaned, "I'm gonna miss that dick in the meantime, though."

"Oh, yeah?"

"You might not believe this, but we're not exactly swimming in cock around here."

"No, just milk."

"I'm not like Buttercup or Tats or Daisy. They're totally happy to fuck each other." She groaned again, a little louder this time. "I, on the other hand..." She huffed.

"On the other hand, what?"

"Listen. I love everyone here. Love 'em more than anything in the whole world. I also love getting fuckin' stuffed with cock, and that's not exactly a common occurrence, okay? Sometimes I need it so bad I feel like I'm gonna go fuckin' crazy. And one of the girls -- usually Amber or Tulip or even Reese sometimes -- will, y'know, grab a strap-on or whatever and that'll help me out for a while, but..." She shook her head. "It's never enough."

"Wow."

"Yeah. So that's my existential fuckin' crisis."

Another stifled laugh from the bull. "Sounds rough." He gave her a squeeze and moved his hand up so he could play with her hair.

Lennox turned her tongue over in her mouth. "All this cock talk's got me real fuckin' horny, Grimm."

"I'm having a tough time, myself." Lennox's foot kept brushing against his cock; it stiffened against her toes.

"Probably wouldn't be cool to kick everybody out, huh?"

"Probably not."

"Fuck." Lennox turned her tongue over some more. "Well, at least one of us should get off. Want me to jerk you off?"

"I don't think you can reach..."

"I didn't say with my hand."

"...oh."

Lennox teased Grimm's cock with her toes, dragging them up and down his stiffening shaft. She rolled onto her back a little so she could stretch her other leg over Grimm's lower body. It took some doing but she managed to get both feet to his cock. She was careful not to jostle Buttercup, who was sleeping nearby.

Grimm moaned softly as Lennox stroked him off with her feet. "This is... different," he gasped.

"Fun, right?" Lennox giggled, covering her mouth to hush the sound. She licked her lips as she watched her toes play over the head of the bull's dick. "Feel okay?"

"Feels great." The bull had never been a foot person. But if Lennox kept it up she might convert him. "Here..." He reached down and grabbed Lennox's breast, making her gasp. He squeezed.

"Yeah... more of that," Lennox said. She closed her eyes and sighed as Grimm took her nipple between his fingers and squeezed. "Fuck..." She increased the pace of her jerking, also forming a tighter seal around Grimm's shaft with her arches. "Fuck...!" She clamped her hand over her mouth and looked down at Tats, who was, thankfully, still asleep.

Lennox scooted up and away from Tats, though she didn't have much room given how full the bed was. It was enough of a difference for Grimm to snake his way down her stomach and tease her clit, to her gasping delight. It also had the added benefit of making it easier for the cow to jerk him off with her feet. "Gotta stay... quiet," Lennox whispered, gripping Grimm's arm with one hand. "Fuck... so hard..." She hefted up her massive breast, angled it toward her face, and wrapped her lips around her own nipple. Her eyes rolled back as she suckled, moaning into the massive orb, muffling herself.

The sight made Grimm even harder; it almost hurt. "Getting... close," he whispered, slipping his fingers into Lennox's pussy.

Lennox looked up at him, mouth still stuffed with tit, and nodded. Good. She coiled inward a bit, pressing herself against his arm, as she neared orgasm.

The bull came first. As he groaned with ecstasy Lennox pressed her feet against his shaft and angled it toward the end of the bed. A violent spurt of semen erupted from his aching cock, coating the mattress and, from the splattering sounds that followed, the floor. And Lennox's feet: he saw his seed shine in the moonlight.

Lennox followed in short order. She tightened around the bull's fingers, released her breast -- which shot milk all over herself and him -- and bit into his arm. He nearly yelped in pain, but the moment he saw Lennox's face he stilled himself. She actually looked kinda cute.

The cow collapsed back onto the bed as her orgasm subsided. She groaned, wiped her feet on the blanket bunched up at the end of the bed, and sighed. "Thanks," she said softly, "I needed that."

"Me too, apparently."

"Hehehe. You're not so bad, y'know that?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You didn't have to do that." She gestured at her groin with her head.

"But I wanted to."

"Duh. That's what I'm saying, big guy."

"Oh."

"So..." She stretched, causing her titanic tits to jiggle. "When are you gonna ask me to come along?" She raised her eyebrow, waited for his reaction, and snickered. "Just kidding."

"Uh, do you want to? Come along, I mean."

"And leave my family behind? I dunno..." A family. That's what they were. Not just a gang. A family. "I'd feel guilty, y'know? I'm sure they'd miss me..."

"Okay. I'm just saying --"

"What? That I can come? Didn't you just tell me you work alone?"

Grimm shrugged. "Well..." Where was all this coming from? Why was he saying these things? He'd never done that before. "I'm just saying. If you want to. Might be fun."

Lennox screwed up her face. "Well..."

"You don't have to. I was just throwing it out there."

Lennox clicked her tongue. "You know what? Fuck it. I'll ask Reese in the morning."

"Shit, really?"

"Who knows? I've been sedentary for too long, I think." She sniffed. "But, Grimm..."

"Yeah?"

"I'd only consider coming if we're coming back."

"I wouldn't ask you to if that wasn't the case."

"Okay. Cool." She rested her head against his arm. "Well, in that case... ah, fuck it, I'm gonna go talk to her now." She slowly rose from the bed -- Grimm admired the way her bodacious bust and ass jiggled in tandem -- and stretched again. She yawned and threw on the loose tunic she'd discarded earlier. "See ya later." She looked over her shoulder and giggled before giving her big ass a spank. Then she disappeared into the hallway.

Grimm felt Tats and Daisy tighten against him. Sleep was swift and deep.