Subtle Actions, Great Consequences
Edrick alternated between training, seeking skeletal remains, and demonstrating to the Red Guardian how to have fun… The first two activities were going just fine so far–His training wasn’t yielding much noticeable results, but it was working. The treasure hunt was also going just fine. Nothing suspicious had happened on that end.
As for the third activity… The Blutgar was a rather stubborn one. He was strongly opposed to more ‘exotic’ or ‘unusual’ ways to enjoy himself in the company of ladies. Getting him to drop his guard and be willing to try new things was a difficult affair. Nonetheless, Anoteros felt that it was definitely possible for him to accomplish.
He just needed to show the red-skinned defender some more ways to have fun, and eventually, he would tip over the edge and agree to try something outside of his comfort zone…
At the moment, the two of them were doing a lot of the same thing–Which was to pick an Underwood, pick a house where a couple resided, and simply… Invite themselves in. Play with the husband and wife. The couples were very happy to be able to help them in any way, and by this point, many Underwood Elves were waiting to get a visit, too.
Normally, this probably would have been something the guardian would have found vulgar, but he had already gone through with it due to Helteiel and Emeyla. He had been caught by surprise back then, and the portion where the two had kissed while being pounded from behind must have left quite the impression on him, considering that he had agreed to the idea of doing something similar again on the first offer from the human.
Thus, at the moment, they were doing exactly that.
It was some time after noon, and the dinner table had been converted into a mating station. The elven couple were jousting tongues as their pleasure-holes were claimed by virile men.
As per usual, Anoteros was in charge of the husband, strongly grasping at the feminine man’s hips and pounding away in the Bestial Position. He watched in satisfaction as the dark-bluish backside rippled with every strike of his hips.
Meanwhile, just in front of Edrick, on the other side of the table, the Red Guardian was instead pounding away at the wife’s pink palace in the Holy Style Position. As such, the couple was kissing while appearing upside down to one another.
No words were exchanged. The only noises permeating the dining room were deep grunts, flesh slapping flesh, and the sloppy sound of saliva being exchanged.
In this erotic atmosphere, Anoteros was actually plotting. When it came to being offered things, his pound accomplice would never agree to anything that was even just a little bit out there.
For example, even if it were a woman’s, he refused to go in through the hidden cave. He claimed that this pit was not intended for such usage–A very boring way of seeing things in Edrick’s eyes. To the scion, something not being made for it, forbidden, frowned upon, or even despised… It only made the thing more alluring and exciting to him.
Even if the noble might not be into something at first, if he was repeatedly told that something was ‘off-limits’, he would just get curious... And very often, he would try it out, only to greatly enjoy it. One needed to be careful what they said and claimed around Edrick Lucien Anoteros. They might just end up causing something to happen that they absolutely did not want to.
This was partly why he had become a strong Biesta aficionado. In his former world, it was greatly frowned upon, so when presented with a world that treated it in a much less vilified manner, he was quickly pulled into it.
Alas, the orcish fellow was not like that at all–He needed not only to be taken by surprise, but also to be in a situation where he would have to, or even accidentally try it out. If Edrick could manifest such a situation into reality, then he believed that he could ‘update’ the red-skinned protector’s tastes.
Naturally, he was going to be very slick about it.
Several more minutes passed as the pumping continued, until the Red Guardian groaned and let his white geyser erupt inside the rosy castle… Heaving, he pulled out and rested his lengthy, crimson club against her belly.
Meanwhile, Anoteros acted none the wiser, exerting his full might as an actor to look like he was dead-focused on his own elf. He increased the strength of his thrusts, making the man of the house moan like a woman, before unexpectedly letting go of the dark-blue hips.
The hip-strike pushed the clueless elf forward. Edrick’s strength dosage was pristine, as the naturally twinkish elf’s face pressed up against the red trunk, catching the guardian off guard.
He was clearly uncertain how to react–Especially so as Anoteros maintained his acting and seamlessly dragged the wife closer to him. He plunged his manhood down her neck, sword-swallowing style, admiring the way her throat bulged with his motions.
The orcish protector thus looked down at the elf… Of course, the already thoroughly aroused twink did not back off. His cheek was smudged up against the long and hard tool of the Red Guardian after all... An idol amongst all Underwood Elves without exception–The very one who had seemingly cultivated their deep-rooted desire to be dominated and used by incredibly masculine men.
Thus, the elf grabbed the rod and pouch, stimulating them as he began licking and kissing them clean.
“Let me help you with this, Guardian~”
The Blutgar was about to push the elf’s head away from his manhood, but he felt his lower brain twitch and respond positively to the attention, making him hesitate for too long. The hand supposed to stop this instead came resting atop the husband’s head, as though beckoning him to continue.
Before long, the twink’s lips were wrapped around the crimson length, gulping down enthusiastically as the guardian actively thrusted with his hips.
‘Damnations… Why does it feel so good? It doesn’t feel right to have a male do this, but… It also feels better because it isn’t right…? I don’t get it…’
The protector could not make sense out of what was happening, or why he felt the way he did... But this ‘accident’ unlocked something within him.
After a little while, Edrick glanced at his fellow.
‘It was quicker than I thought, huh?’
The noble smiled.
The Blutgar was no longer at the table. Having instead pinned the twink-husband against the floor, currently senselessly pounding away at the secret cavern like his life depended on it.
‘This is great. I can feel that things are going to get very interesting’
Edrick kept his laugh to himself. Sometimes, a little happy ‘accident’ was all that was needed…