Working together

“Have I already mentioned how weird it is that we’re carrying a corpse?” Tripps said, hefting the dead fighter’s legs, “Because it’s really fucking weird. Heroes aren’t supposed leave their bodies laying around.”
“I’m sure the friend Maxwell has already respawned. This is just an item that looks like a dead body.” You grunt, readjusting your grip on his shoulder’s. “An unwieldy item neither of us can place in our inventory. I allready tried to take his stuff off, it doesn’t work.”
“Are we there yet?”
“Yes, just a little further.” You reply as you walk into the blue glow of the mushrooms surrounding the tree, “Alright, drop him.”
“Finally!” Tripps let her end drop with an unceremonious thud. “Why do all fighters have to be brawny?” She stretched, loosening her muscles, turning away from you in the process. Then she bent over and grabbed her ankles. If you didn’t already have a permanent erection, the sight of her gorgeous ass jutting towards you would fix that real quick.
You step up behind her, pulling her ass against your monster dick. She moaned and stood up, angling her head so you could nuzzle her neck. You asked a question that had been on your mind, “How do you feel about anal?”
Tripps looked back and you and smiled, “That monster of yours would split me in half.”
You feel crestfallen, you hadn’t really expected a yes. But you admit it would have been nice. Tripps smiles and kisses you on the cheek.