Sir Rook and Pretty Dinni

"Um...hi?"

The knight scrambles to his feet, trying to bow in prostration and pull his pants back on all at the same time. The little nymph giggles at his fumbling efforts as she wriggles into a thin white shift that would have been a tad too tight for respectability even if it hadn't been so gauzy that it was all but see through.

She gazes adoringly at the man as he does his best to try and explain his situation again, and continues to fail at doing a good job of it. "Ah, my lord, you see I was, er, rather on the way to the castle, I know how important is it to be punctual, so I was, um, but THEN there was this -!"

The girl pipes in. "Sir Rook saved me from a bear!"

Rook instantly tries to work that fact into his stammerings. "Yes, the bear! Fearsome, dreadfully fearsome, no knight, no TRUE knight could have seen such a damsel, so flawless and, ahh, I mean, so helpless and -!"

"He was so brave, I just had to suck his dick. Oh, but you saw that part!"

The color drains from Rook's face as the wind vanishes from his sails. "...er, this is Dinni, Your Highness."

The nymph slips under the knight's muscular arm, cuddling up against his chest and utterly unconcerned that one of her boobs has popped out of her flimsy dress. "Hii~ your Highness! Who's your cute friend?"

Oh shit, you were so distracted by the burlesque taking place in front of you that you totally forgot about your own weird situation. You glance back, noticing for the first time that Apple has slipped on your chainmail coif, presumably fearing at first that this encounter might end poorly. Well it suits your purposes just fine; with her head covered there's nothing to expressly give away that she's a dragon; might as well work on these guys a bit before putting that info out there. Rook seems like a good guy, but who knows in this fucked up place.

You turn back towards the two lovers, hoping that you're projecting an air of confidence. "Ah yes, this is Apple! Princess Apple."

Rook perks up as Dinni lets out an 'Ooooo' of fascination. "Ah, my lord! Then you have succeeded on your quest!"

"Um, yes. I totally did. Just call me...the Quest Succeeder from now on. Order me some new business cards with that added on."

Rook gives a triumphant cheer as he chivalrously genuflects before the utterly bewildered Apple, Dinni tittering in glee as she plops down onto his knee. "I never doubted you, my Prince. And as I have sworn my oath as Knight-Captain to you, I shall now swear to your Lady..." In reaching for his sword, Rook realizes that it isn't actually on his side, because he's totally naked. "....er, that I shall put my pants on. Immediately."

Dinni pouts. "Aww!"

You feel a tug at your shirt sleeve as Rook tries to re-cloth himself and Dinni does her best to stymie his efforts, turning your head back towards a startled looking Apple. She whispers to you, confusion in her voice. "Um...why did you tell them that I'm a...um, that I'm a princess?"

That's a really good question. You could have just as easily said 'Hey this is my friend Apple, I saw her first stick to your goat lady'. You answer without really thinking about it, whispering back. "Well...Princes are supposed to help Princesses and fight Dragons, right?"

Apple nods hesitantly.

"Well I met a princess and she was a jerk. And you're really nice. So, I dunno...do you want to be the princess instead?"

Apple thinks about it. "...do I get to sleep in a big comfy bed?"

"Oh totally!"

You can feel her tail swishing behind her. "And wear pretty poofy dresses?"

"The poofiest."

"And knights and princes will be nice to me, instead of trying to kill me?"

Aw man. "I promise I will be nice to you."

The dragon grins, her freckles sparkling lightly. "Okay deal. I'll be the princess, then."

You grin back as Rook finally rights himself, smartly attired in his uniform. He snaps off a smart salute. "Well then Sire! Shall I escort you and your Lady home to the castle?"

Apple giggles into your back as you solemnly nod. "Yes, Sir Rook. Please do."

He nods, then blanches a bit as he seems to realize something. He swallows and looks down at the girl who's still cuddled up against him, her big purple eyes gazing back up in adoration at him. "Dinni, I'm...my duties, I'm sworn...I have to...to..."

The nymph's plush lips begin to tremble as she widens her eyes at Rook. "I, but...but you said we would get married! And that I could suck your cock again!"

The knight's eyes are watering as well as he mournfully takes Dinni's hands. "My love, I...it was never my wish to deceive you, but my oaths to my liege, if I forswear them I could never be worthy of a pure maiden such as -"

What's this shit? "Uh, why can't she just come with us?"

Rook blinks. "....huh?"

You shrug. "I mean yeah, just bring her too. She seems cool, you're clearly into each other; why can't she come?"

The knight's eyes are watering all over again. "Oh Sire! Oh, do you mean it?! Even though she's...and I'm...and WE'RE uph!"

The knight cuts off as he realizes that Dinni has already fished out his manhood and begun to blow him again, the girl merrily mumbling something like 'He said yes!' around Rook's throbbing girth. You can feel Apple heating up again against your back, flushing a bit yourself as you clear your throat. "We'll, ah, wait for you up ahead, then?"

Rook nods blissfully.

"Uh, right. Cool."

You start your palfrey to trotting down the road, trying to put some distance between you and the rapturously intertwined inter-species couple. Hopefully they leave it at just the blowjob and meet up with you, because yeah. Still fucking lost over here.