Let it happen.

Awkwardly, you let Tenfingers slip her hand between your knees. As her calloused, but still feminine, finger begins to rub your tiny little penis, it starts to erect. Your lips still on Tenfingers's nipple, the combination of milk filling your tummy and intimate, soothing rubbing on your penis is putting your purring into overdrive. The tip of your tail flicks to and fro. After months of being alone in a cage, this is paradise, even though you'd have considered it impossible months ago when you were sitting on your canopy bed with a pile of books.

You glance up at your savior, the topless thief biting the back of her other hand, her face red. She seems to really be enjoying this... But you're not sure if it's from your suckling or if she's just really happy to be rubbing your little penis. Both?

Speaking of, you've never felt the touch of another on your penis before... If feels way different from your own hand or mouth. Naturally, as a catfolk, you're flexible enough to have your tongue reach your genitals. You tried it once, but it wasn't all that fun or comfortable.

"It's so tiny... It's like he's a girl," the dwarf woman at the bar says, leaning in to look at your handjob.

Your face tints red in shame, but when Tenfingers notices your reaction, she shoots the dwarven woman a glare that causes her to flinch and look away. The moth woman looks back down at you, smiling maternally at you. Your breath begins to deepen as you feel heat well up in your loins from the thief's rubbing. Her fingers rub up and down your length. At first it was kind of soothing, but as it continues, your face reddens and your breathing quickens. Noting your breathing against her breast through your nose, Tenfingers pants and picks up the pace on her rubbing. Your hips begin to buck and your suckling on the moth's breasts becomes more erratic until finally

SPURT

Your face burns as you see white cum squirt from your little penis, landing on your thieving savior's breasts. She lets out a gasp and a shudder rocks through her body. Her hand milks what remaining cum you have, causing another spurt and then a third, weaker one that putters against your tummy. Looking like she's in bliss, Tenfingers scoops up the cum you'd deposited on her breasts and your stomach, greedily licking it off her hands.

"Tenny, you're just craving semen, aren't ya?" the elf at one of the tables chides, causing the entire tavern to laugh.

As your cum is spent, your penis softens. Pulling your lips from Tenfingers's nipple and swallowing your last mouthful of milk, you shoot your hands to cover your shame, blushing at your exposure. You're the only one completely naked in a crowded tavern and on a topless woman's lap. This is still new to you...

"Bet your hungry, Tenny. Want your usual?" Barkeep asks.

A dreamy expression on her face, she just nods.

"What about you, kitten? You full after Tenny's milk, or want me to cook ya up somethin'?"

These thieves are willing to make you a hot, homemade meal?