The Dwarven Scout

You stood up and wiped you mouth and beard from the ale, you slicked your hair back and walked over to the small woman as she took a drink and retreated to a more private area of the tavern. As she sat down she spotted you coming and her eyes widened a bit, "You there, what's your name?" You asked as you reached her table,

"Me?" She asked shocked you were even speaking to her, "H-Harding." She squeaked out before coughing. "Sorry, Scout Harding, sir."

"From what I understand you are lead scout, correct?" you asked with a little smirk while looking her over,

"Oh yes sir!" She replied quickly,

"Are you nervous?" You asked with a raised brow,

Her cheeks reddened, "Sorry, I just can't believe I'm meeting you. I basically grew up on the stories of you, everything that you did ten years ago was amazing. It helped make the decision to enlist easier, I was hoping to help people." She explained,

"And it seems you have," You said as you moved right over to her. Her eyes went wide as you began to unbuckle your pants and pull out your stiff cock, "How about you help me out right now?"

"I-Really? You want me to?" She said as her eyes were glued on your dick,

"Of course." You replied simply while giving your cock a few tugs,

"What should-what do you want me to do?" She asked while tentatively taking your rod into her small hands.