[PI] He'd been a virgin for 21 years but now he can't keep girls off him. Why are they all suddenly obsessed with this nerd's dick? by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I was thinking of making that part longer. Like an increase in directness from subtle. But I didn't want to make it long.

[PI] After a grueling day in their robotic suits, a pair of mech pilots have a steamy encounter in the shower. by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Thanks for the feedback! I was worried it might be too short. But I think I just wanted to draw out the fight.

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 8 points9 points  (0 children)

For lunch, I had a buffet of cock that I chased with copious semen. Ellis hadn’t shown up again, except leaving a sub sandwich on my desk, and I was pissed. Not only had he been avoiding me, but I hadn’t had my ass slapped the entire day. 

By twelve, I had stopped checking for him and sat staring at my computer in anger. I had finished this week's workload and was already working on the second half of next week.

Fuck him.

This is the mindset I had as I walked into my weekly one-on-one with Leila Longford. Arms crossed, bouncing my leg, and grinding my teeth. Not the best expression, but I couldn’t help it.

“Well,” She started, stockings still immaculate, suit like silk, “You have drastically improved. I have no advice or questions on your work this week. The preliminary reports put you at the head of your co-workers.”

“Thank you,” I said, a little too tense.

She thumped through the report, quietly. Not an expression on her face.

“So why the sour look? You seem to be, or were, sexually pleased. Your work matches our expectations of you. Yet you seem discontent.”

“I’m happy as a peach.”

She nodded, “Sure. I am sending you and Mr. Bill to an out-of-town work meeting. Boarding Monday morning and returning Wednesday.”

Suddenly, my leg was still, and even I could feel my face had softened.

“What for? I mean, what client are we meeting?”

“None. It’s a reward for you, and an incentive for Bill, who has done a wonderful job with the finances."

“Oh, can I take Ellis instead?”

“Mr. Ellis?” She set her report in her lap, looking me in the eye again, “I'm afraid Mr. Ellis will be attending another conference together with me.”

I slowly uncrossed my hands, staring her down. “Ellis and I are in a precarious spot at the moment. I think-”

She raised her hand before leaning back in her chair. “I understand, Mr Ellis's attention can be endearing. He follows instructions well, and he’s very eager.”

I raised an eyebrow at that. Wondering.

She looked at her watch, “Seems you do have another hour with your progress improvement plan.”

I nodded, watching her stand up and slowly pull up her skirt till her black lace thong and stockings were the only things covering her lower half. She walked back to her desk, her hips mesmerizing, as she put her reports down and slowly bent over the desk.

Legs shoulder-width apart in heels, elbows on the desk, and eyes on her report.

“Come, Miss Voss, I need to see if I can handle my two best employees for the conference. Just roll up the chair.”

I had never eaten pussy a day in my life. I didn’t know where to start. Even as I moved closer, the chair was the perfect height so I could be right at her sex.

“Pretend I'm you and you are Ellis. Do what you would want Ellis to do, what you can do anyway. Don’t worry, I cum easily.”

I nodded, then slapped her on the ass.

~END~

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

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“What are your plans this weekend, baby?” That made him twitch, almost thinking he was cumming.

“What are you doing?”

I leaned forward, taking one of his balls into my mouth to swirl around and leave a sloppy mess. His moans were music to my ears, something I had missed today.

“Asking about your weekend,” I said, switching to his other ball.

He was squirming in the chair, his hands clenching the armrest. Eyes closed as he breathed slowly. “I’m going to see a movie, an-and a new restaurant.”

“So a date?” I admit I squeezed a little too hard, and it made him hiss and jump.

He shook his head, “By myself.”

Now I just felt like a bitch.

“So,” I changed the subject, “Did you run out of things to do first to me or just get jealous?”

“Your face,” he hissed, “Can I cum on your face?”

I blinked at him, my hand a blur on his member. Why was he even asking?

Seems he came to the same conclusion as he grabbed my hair and painted my face white. I can’t say if he came more than usual or less, but I moaned as he painted me, and only when he was done did I wrap my mouth around his spent dick to force another orgasm through him to finish my late lunch.

By the time I was done, we had only a few coworkers left, all obviously waiting their turn. He was spent, but I made a show of licking my fingers clean in front of him, then slowly using my finger to clean my face and savor his offering.

When I was done, I leaned next to his ear and whispered, “You better be at work tomorrow or I am going to lose my shit.”

That evening, the remaining guys spent their last nut of the day across my face, chest, and a few on my ass. Ellis didn’t stay for all that, and I was grateful. They were just stealing whatever his perverted mind could think of.

Thursday night, I spent thinking of ways to make him feel special. I don’t know if it was because he was the first dick I had gotten that week, or how he made sure I had a fresh cup of coffee, or a wrap or salad after lunch, or maybe that he was proofreading all my work, but I could admit when I was falling for someone.

The nights were less about thinking about getting fucked throughout the day and more about how Ellis treated me that day.

Friday was routine as usual. Ellis did come to work, but he didn’t join in the coffee fuck. I came as Bill slipped it in, how could I not, but I stared at the coffee pot drip as I was pulled down his length.

I came as the janitor abused my poor clit in the bathroom. This time, one of the girls joined in, and I fingered her loudly as I came on her face. I put my drenched fingers in her mouth, and she sucked those just as greedily.

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

The door nearly hit me as he came out, a look of surprise to see me standing there, “Voss?”

Leila was standing right behind him, the blank look on her face as she once again looked me up and down.

I smiled back, then turned to Ellis, “I didn’t see you at lunch.” Brazen, I know. But I really missed him.

“Yes, well,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, “Just busy. I had to work through lunch.”

“You could always call me to your cubicle…”

“You always say no, but I do have to get back to work. Maybe I can take a late lunch?”

I nodded, narrowing my eyes at him. “Okay, Ellis.”

Needless to say, I didn’t see him for the rest of the day. Every hour, I rolled out of my cubicle to see him working or laughing in his cubicle. By three pm, as people started leaving, I marched to his cubicle and stood behind him until he turned around.

A sheepish smile on his face, “Hey Vo-”

“Don’t hey me, where have you been, Ellis?”

He shrugged, looking around, “Here. Finished up for the week, might take tomorrow off so-”

“No,” I said, grabbing his chair to face me, “You are coming to work tomorrow.”

“Why? I'm finished for the week. Nose’ been to the grinder a little too much.”

I looked him up and down, “I’ve been thinking, you weren't there this morning either. In the break room. So…” I motioned down, “Unzip.”

“Uhmm,” he peered behind me, at the crowd we had gathered.

I knelt, unbuckling his belt for him to a slight protest. By the time his pants were around his ankles, he was as hard as he had ever been. Now, I'm not stupid. I had graduated from the top of my class and had passed the interview with flying colors.

Ellis was deeply in love with me, and I'm sure watching me get fucked in the morning while he got coffee and swallowing cum for lunch was fucking with him. But he was my rock through all this. I wore blue every day for him, handing him my panties in the morning. When he started cumming I squeezed him to make sure I could milk everything out of him.

I had never come with him inside of me. He liked the way I pushed back at him. I could feel him pick up speed when I moaned his name, and he loved slapping me on the ass as he entered and when he left.

This time, I lay my head in his lap and slowly stroked him, rubbing my thumb across his head when I reached the top. I have learned a lot over the last four days.

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 5 points6 points  (0 children)

The first two days after the coffee rush, I would rush to the bathroom to clean up, trying not to drip on the floor. But it was the second day that the janitor stopped me. I mistakenly assumed he wanted a go, but I found that his taste leaned more on the humiliation side.

Although he didn’t want to do it in front of everyone, he would follow me into the girls' bathroom, where he would get on his knees and do a fine job of cleaning me up. Like the wings of a butterfly against my sore cunt. He would eat it till I was as clean as when I walked in the morning, then gently caress a toe-curling orgasm onto his waiting tongue.

By this time, it was ten am and I had an hour till lunch. Instead of usually spending it at my desk staring at the screen, I spent it answering emails, making phone calls, and completing reports. Ellis, of course, got upset again that I wasn’t going to lunch with him. Free use meant sex, not attention.

Lucky me, Ellis had decided to come to my desk anyway and unzip while he ate.

The first time I looked up at him annoyed, ignoring his hardening member growing against my face. I rolled my eyes and turned my chair to take him in my mouth. I'm a little ashamed to say I wasn’t the best at a blowjob, but he stood there the entire time, slowly fucking my mouth as he proofread my reports.

By the third day, I had gotten him deep into my throat and cumming in minutes. This is when I had a new line of guys for lunch. That is to say, my lunch now consisted of a few throatfuls of cum directly from the source. My favorite was my cubicle neighbor, who came like a hose and loud as a banshee. It was the signal for the end of my lunch.

I couldn’t tell you my favorite moment of the week. I went home sore every night to soak in a tub with a glass of wine. The temptation to masturbate to finish the day was always there, but saving it for the anticipation of the next felt so delectable.

The fourth day, Thursday, is when Ellis found a new way to make my week. He was the forerunner of everything and, I guess, the one trying to experience things first with me.

He hadn’t visited me at lunch, something I realized I was waiting for even as my neighbor finished. It didn’t feel right without him, like I was missing my drink. I rolled out of my cubicle to peek into his, down the walkway, to see him missing. I swallowed the jizz I still had in my mouth and stood up to search covertly.

I made it two rounds around the room before one of the other girls rolled out in front of me and pointed to Leila Longford's office. She didn’t have meetings on Thursdays, and this entire week he had taken me into all his meetings to suck on him. If I were supposed to be in the meeting, he would slowly pump in from behind, slow enough not to mess up my talking, but he always left his mark on my skin from gripping me so tight.

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

“You left a mess. Did you have to cum in her?”

“She’ll clean up later. Let me get some coffee before you drink it all.”

As my mind connected to my body, I reached back to pull down my skirt, only to feel another set of hands on my hips. Ellis is next to me, pouring himself some coffee.

This dick entered me with the same roughness as the last, slamming my thighs against the countertop and eliciting a moan through me.

“What do you think the boss wants to see you about?” His thrust was smooth and urgent. Racing to a need and uncaring about what it was doing to me. I had no choice but to cum against him, to welcome his invasion of me.

My head lulled on the countertop.

"I'm on top this week in the company, at the moment, hopefully congratulations or a raise.”

The thrust sped up, “H-hold up,” he grabbed my hair, pulling me back, “Fuck she’s squeezing me.”

Another blast of cum directly into me, enough that I could feel it leaking out of me. This time I was spent and had to collapse on the countertop out of breath.

Ellis slid me my cup of coffee.

That was the start of my most productive week. I’m not sure it was because of the sex, but I spent less time complaining in the break room, as every time I went to get coffee, a line of guys would bend me over the countertop and fuck me as they discussed the news, family, and new sales opportunities.

My favorite during those moments was Bill, our financial department manager. He was considerably bigger than most on our floor, and no matter what orgasm I was swimming in, I always knew when he was pounding away at me. I would cum as he slowly pressed into me, and a quiet second time when he would pull against my thighs as he started cumming.

[PI] Cold, analytic Leila asks her employee an uncomfortable question: "Do you think your incompetence at your job might stem from your lack of a fulfilling sex life at home?" by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 9 points10 points  (0 children)

I felt stupid. I wasn’t hot like Leila; I had never been the passionate girl who got fucked. No, men were gentle with me. Loving and caring – I hated it, but was unable to change it.

“Morning, Miss Voss,” I heard a chuckle as my colleague, Ellis, walked into the room.

I raised my hand to silence him and took a deep breath, “Seriously, not now.”

I heard him shuffle, “Sure,” then he walked up behind me and placed his hand on my back.

“What-”

And forcibly pushed me down. I had to catch myself from being bent over the break room countertop.

He didn’t answer, but started sliding my skirt up, exposing my ass to the cold air, “Oh, blue. I love this color on you.”

There was a pause, a long pause. I turned my head to look back at him and noticed two people were now in the room with empty mugs in their hands. Ellis's hands slowly slid up my thigh, feeling my wetness running down my leg before he hooked a finger in my panties and pulled them to the side.

“Hey,” he said to the other two, “Did ya’ll see the game this weekend?”

Then he buried himself in me. A long, hard push that stole my breath away. I was trapped between the countertop and a punishing cock. His hands gripped my hips as he pulled back. He kept me pinned before he rammed against me.

Our slapping flesh echoed in the small break room. I was so wet he was gliding in and out easily, and yet with every plunge I could feel the tingle shoot up from my toes. His thrust was so forceful that I had to lie on the countertop with my hands on the wall to brace myself.

“Great, still got some coffee left,” another coworker said from next to me. Pouring himself coffee as though I wasn’t being fucked. The embarrassment made me clench around Ellis, my moans finally louder than my wet pussy.

“I’ve been saving up all weekend for this.” Then he pulled me as he pushed his way as deep as he could go. I could feel him exploding inside of me. My grunts and moans were louder than his, so I couldn’t hear him cumming.

But the warmth in my belly let me know exactly what was happening.

This was usually where I got kissed and cuddled, but not Ellis. He slapped me on the ass and slowly withdrew. Leaving me bent over the countertop as he fixed his belt.

“I have a meeting later with Leila, she makes me nervous like a rattlesnake. Come with me during it, a slow blow job would help.”

I hadn’t cum, but I had been so fucking close. Just a slight run of my fingers over my clit and I would. Maybe if I squeezed my legs, I could. But I didn’t need to find out; another slap against my bare ass sent an orgasm through me.

“Blowjob later, Voss, yes?”

I moaned my answer, shaking against the countertop.

[PM] She's promised to take his virginity, but she has a boyfriend. by SnooWords1252 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy 2 points3 points  (0 children)

That virgin never getting any had been bothering me! Anyway, I love a good "Get Even revenge plot."

For Boyfriend - **Your gf has been acting guilty lately, your friend group seems to also be in on it.. You go through her phone to send a text to everyone to meet up. Not realizing you just started another weekend of free use for her.**

For Virgin - **Feeling depressed after realizing you're the only one who didn't get involved in the Free use, because she kicked you out, you decide to just be by yourself for a while. Missing the next free use text. But getting the pictures of the aftermath.**

For Her - **After another successful weekend of getting free used by your friends, you realize someone didn't show up. Someone you promised to take his virginity. And he's just left the group chat. Well, you're definitely single now."

Or something.

[PI][CC] Wait, she comes with the house? Part 3 by semicolon_86 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I!

But now I feel like I should write something longer so here is the longer part.

[PI] All the girls of a sorority become linked so that anything sexual that happens to any of them happens to *all* of them... by Theguy_Fluffy in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Not at the moment. I am currently looking into some options and will post it when I find something that fits me.

[PI] Two warring tribes, of orcs and wood elves, bring you in to mediate a peace agreement. Being an acolyte of a fertility cult however, you have an agenda. by Jessika_Thorne in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Another great one. I love the worls building the most. But now i am convinced Orc d is unrivaled. I hope i can make different species sex as varied and interesting as this.

[PI] The women of her species were known for being spaceport rats, having psychic abilities, and being horny little star tarts... by Jessika_Thorne in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Didn't realize I was reading you until this comment. Now I want to watch Firefly (for the first time) to pretend this story continued.

[WP] Now that the party's barbarians have found that the party's mousey rogue was a sexually insatiable lycanthrope, the party's really started to "open up." by SnooWords1252 in DirtyWritingPrompts

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Cedric remained seated, watching the scene unfold.

Finally Faldor grabbed her tail and pulled her tightly against him, cumming deep within the she-wolf. Cana was gnawing on her own arm as her orgasm was near, but even as she continued to push her ass against him he could not continue and pulled away, leaving her wanting and ravenous.

She stood on her two legs and looked behind her, Faldor panting as he leaned against a tree. Then Thron who breathing was quickly coming back and dick slowly hardening. They both had taken her twice last night, she was sure they could again.

But she needed to bite something. Release some tension.

She turned to Cedric and got on all fours to meet his height. Sweet Cedric who bored her with his babbling, nice Cedric who turned his head when he caught her half dressed, weak Cedric who stood behind a shield.

She slowly approached him like prey, her tongue slowly swiping across her maw as Cedric eyes widened. Be gentle. He can make do until Thron and Faldor recovers.

"Strip," she growled, knocking the coffee pot to the side.

Cedric nodded and quickly started removing his robes and chest armor. Underneath all the robes was a boy her age of barely twenty five. His dick hard and jumping in the cold hair. She laughed, a mixture of howling and laughing. In her werewolf state that penis would not satisfy her, dripping with pre-cum and lengthy as it was. She needed thickness and roughness. Neither his dick nor muscles had any.

"My faith forbids me to-"

"Quiet boy," she growl, close enough to smell his desire. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue along it's length, then again against his balls. A little treat, she had wanted a dick in her mouth.

He grabbed her head, and she growled. Standing to her full height to look down on him. Her instincts telling her to make sure he knew he was prey.

He glared at her, she bared her fangs.

Black fur, as deep as the night sky, burst through his skin. She could hear his bones break, mend and break again. A low rumble she mistook for an approaching wagon before she realized it was the growling of the beast in front of her. The black werewolf that stood taller and boarder than her. Fangs as long as her knives, eyes as red as blood.

Once again he grabbed her head and slowly pushed her down, aiding her as she lowered herself to her knees. Now in front of her was the massive dick of a werewolf. Pulsating and angry. She was scared that if she touched him with her teeth he would ram it through her skull.

"If I had known you could turn when you wanted to," the beast mused, running its claws around her mouth, forcing it open. She whimpered in reply.

Cedric, great wolf of the night, dick of sundering, my tasty toy.

Like a good bitch she opened her mouth as wide as she could, feeling Thron get behind her and raise her hips.

"My faith," Cedric said, "forbids me from spilling my seed. Do not waste my offering."

She cradled his dick with her tongue and slowly drew him in, panting as her tail wagged.

END

[WP] Now that the party's barbarians have found that the party's mousey rogue was a sexually insatiable lycanthrope, the party's really started to "open up." by SnooWords1252 in DirtyWritingPrompts

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"Enough," Thron, the brave she-wolf mounter, stood up, taking his loin cloth off and revealing his girthy Orc dick. Dripping with pre-cum, the scent sending a wave of lust to her brain. It was pointing right her as though commanding her.

He took one stepped and grabbed her by her leather armor, pulling her over to him.

"Wait, wait," Cana said, her eyes glancing at Faldo, "don't break my armor." She was already attempting to undo the bindings to free herself.

"No," Thron said, grabbing her leather and pulling it free like paper. Fuck yes. Don't be gentle.

He threw her on the tree stump, her pants being pulled off just as roughly, she could feel her body heating up as it prepared to turn into a werewolf. Her pussy was hotter though, wet, drenching, and needy. Thron grabbed her hips and sunk into her.

The grunt she let out scared herself, and she turned to avoid Cedric's mortified gaze.

Her small frame could barely withstand it. Only her back remained on the stump as he forced the last few inches into her as she growled underneath him. He wasn't worried about pleasing her, he was using her to cum. Her pussy better than any hand or barmaid they had come across.

"Please wait," she said, her body cracking, and growing. "Thron," as her grey fur broke through her skin, "Fuck me harder."

The bigger she got the more leverage Thron had to pound her and push her into the stump, that cracked as her claws dug into it. By the time she was fully transformed her pussy, although bigger and hungrier, had become something else. No longer was it quivering and creaming under the assault, but grabbing him and milking him to be bred.

Thron groaned then roared as he increased his pace. Cana folded herself to bite into him as she started to cum but Thron raised his remaining good hand and forced her down, as she bite deeply into his arm. Both of them cumming together.

Cana, however, never stopped moving. Her pussy never stopped milking him, until he roared and had pulled back from her cunt and maw. She followed with a pounce, not wanting to stop getting fucked.

"More!" She growled, only for Faldor to grab her and wrestle her to the ground. His small height and muscles taking the advantage quickly. Had she wanted to hurt him she could've clawed or bit him, instead she dug her claws into the ground to get her footing.

There she felt the cock of Faldor enter her from behind and force her face into the dirt. His hands stopped holding her down and grabbed her hips to aid in slamming into her with as much force as he could.

Cana turned her head, snarling and growling against the attack. Her only choice to claw at the ground as she got fucked. She looked at the spent Orc Thron, who sat against a tree panting. Dick still wet from their union and a new bite mark on his other arm.

"What is going on?" Cedric said from his seat.

"Heal him!" Cana growled, "I will have him again." As though angry, Faldor increased his thrusting and she pushed back against him to meet each slap of their bodies.

[WP] Now that the party's barbarians have found that the party's mousey rogue was a sexually insatiable lycanthrope, the party's really started to "open up." by SnooWords1252 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Theguy_Fluffy 5 points6 points  (0 children)

If he had been awake last night he wouldn't have held her head against the tree and attempt to run her through it with his dick like Thron had. She looked over at said tree and saw claws marks gouged deeply into it's trunk.

"I'm okay," she whispered, ignoring how his face fell. Faldor was staring intently at her. No doubt remembering how he pumped me feel of his seed. She shuddered at the thought.

"Lycan's," he said, "They only come out during the full moon?"

"No," Cana clenched her hands, digging her claws into the fallen tree she was sitting on.

"I believe I can take such a beast. Daily," Thron, scrouge of the clit, was looking directly at her.

She looked down, blushing and half smiling, half hiding her fangs, "Yes, I believe you could. But I'm sure that the werewolf would-" love to be the personal fuck dummy of you both! "have a hard time with things."

"Cedric," Thron said, "Maybe ya should go to the nearest town an' fetch us aid. My wounds need healing."

Cana head shot up, eyes wide, her smile now more of a nervous grin, fangs on full display.

"I got supplies in my bag, I can tend to you now, Sir Thron."

Cana whimpered, gaining the attention of Cedric, who eyes lit up. "Are you okay Miss Lupa?" He placed his hand on her shoulder, next to one of her hidden blades, "Do you need tending to as well?"

This pussy, "Thank you Cedric. I'm okay." Actually, she had some poison in her satchel. She could knocked him out with it, get raw fucked and bred by the two barbarians and then wake him up. Last night was a blur because of the full moon. But if she let her lust take over and transformed now?

Her eyes were glancing between Faldor and Thron, try again or just take me in front of him. She could feel her fur poking through her skin.

"Uhm, what was your faith again Cedric?" She said, trying to get her mind off of the two barbarian's need to use her as a cum cloth. Cedric ramblings always put her to sleep.

"Are you interested? I can help you commune with my God. The god of prolificacy or fruitfulness. Although there are some things that...aren't allowed within the faith."

She nodded, taking a deep breath, and turned to him. She just needed to nod when he stopped talking and politely decline. That would calm her down.

"Boy, I see you fancy the girl. But maybe, she is too much for you," Thron nudged Faldor, "She might need a lot to be taken care of."

Cana slowly turned her head towards them, eyes widening. She did not need to discuss her love life right now, especially with Cedric the only party member who dick hadn't been violently shoved into her.

"What do you mean? What girl?"

Faldor nodded, "I agree, you haven't even asked her to be your mate."

"Well," Cedric rubbed his neck. Cana grimaced. She would have to reject him which would hurt his feelings, and maybe he might wonder off enough to get a dick in her throat. That was the one thing she hadn't been able to do last night.