Tabula Rasa: Adventures In A New World

A less than innocent smile fills Krvavy’s face as she purposefully ignores her silently seething silver-blonde brat.

“Mmm?” The Dwarf turns away from the fireplace, her head tilted ever so slightly to the side. A couple seconds tick on by before she gives a proper answer. “Sure.” Inanna shrugs, placing her brush down and rising to her feet.

“First...” Krvavy takes a moment to rummage through the backpack. “I got you this...!” She grins, holding the unwrapped gift out to her Dwarf. “Figured you’d like something more practical, even if it isn’t as high quality as what you’re used to.”

Copper-orange eyes, bright like hot coals, stare straight at pair of hand-bellows. “Oh.” Inanna breathes out, her grey-skinned cheeks growing just a bit darker as her stout fingers grab onto that gift.

“I would have gotten you an anvil as well, but I couldn’t find any for sale...” Which was probably for the best. Krvavy’s sore muscles ache from just the thought of having to carry something like that all the way home... “So I hope –”

The Drakling is suddenly silenced, dark-grey lips pressing against her own with absolutely no warning. Warmth flows through her very being, washing over her in gentle waves. Her stiff shaft twitches within Khalia’s tight throat, drawing out a lewd moan that rumbles through its length, sending jolts of pleasure up to tug at her heartstrings.

Just as Krvavy’s mind catches up to what is happening... the kiss comes to an end.

“Thank you.” Inanna casually brushes back a loose strand of her coal-black hair, a deep blush colouring her cheeks as she stands before her barbaric lover. That slight, soft, and subtle smile of hers looks even more beautiful than usual... “I was half expecting to be given some lingerie, or another similarly lewd gift, not... this.” She gives the bellows tucked under her arm a light squeeze.

“Ha, well...” Krvavy rather awkwardly laughs, passing a short stack of packages to that shortstack. “Don’t thank me just yet...” She should probably feel a little insulted that Inanna thought that she was thinking with her dick when she bought all of these gifts, but... that wouldn’t exactly be incorrect...

That she is basically treating her Were-Beast’s throat as a cocksleeve also doesn’t help her case. Even if that was entirely Khalia’s choice and not a decision she herself had any say in.

The grey-skinned woman quite calmly lowers herself to the ground, placing her new bellows down beside her, before beginning to unwrap one of the packages at a rather relaxed pace. “Mmm. Now this was what I expected.” Inanna’s tone is as neutral as always, but the faint gleam of amusement visible in her copper-orange eyes shows that she is happy with what she sees.

Inanna wordlessly lifts the lacy fabric up into the air, letting gravity help to reveal a pair of white stockings, and some matching garter. With a subtle and appreciative nod, she neatly folds that lingerie back into a rather small square before placing it aside. The next bit of fancy fabric, a pair of black stockings and garter, are viewed in the same way before they too are folded and placed aside.

Two nearly identical negligees come next, both quite skimpy and sheer in just the right way to accentuate the beauty that would lay beneath them. They won’t leave the Dwarf’s nipples bare, covering those plump teats with a thick and soft layer of fabric, but the same can’t be said for her vast expanse of cleavage...

Thea quietly grumbles under her breath as she watches the Dwarf slowly inspect the contents of that one package. The brat’s patience is being tested, pushed all the way to its limit, and Inanna still has a few more gifts to open.

“Mmm...” Inanna thoughtfully hums as she methodically peels away the wrapping of her next present. “Did you get me two of everything, one in white and one in black?” She idly asks as she pulls out two near-identical lingerie bras, holding one in each hand.

“Kind of.” Krvavy shrugs back. A pleasant shiver runs down her spine, leaving her no choice but to lovingly pet the black-brown hair of her precious puppy. Another rumbling moan echoes through her ridged rod. “I wasn’t sure which you’d look better i–ihnn~...” She stumbles on her words as a wide tongue suddenly caresses the underside of her cock. “The white would contrast against you skin, but the black would match your hair~.”

The Dwarf simply nods her head as she presses the cups of one of the bras against her sizable breasts. “Fairly decent fit, it would seem. And the straps appear rather sturdy as well.”

“Good.” The barbarian breathes out in relief. “That was the largest size they had.”

“Mm.” Inanna places the rather heavy-duty bras aside, along with two pairs of matching panties that were also in that package, before moving onto her next present. “For a moment I thought that you had given me a piece of clothing that was not revealing.” The faintest bit of a playful tone fills her otherwise neutral voice as she holds up a sleeveless sweater made out of a soft greyish white woollen material.

If it wasn’t for the two holes cut into the chest, clearly meant to show off both her cleavage and underboob, then it would be a relatively modest sweater. Though with her proportions it will no doubt still look rather lewd, clinging tightly to her thick figure and barely stretching over her wide hips...

“Hey, you still have one more gift to unwrap.” Krvavy playfully defends herself, leaning forwards just a little as her scaled fingers grasp at a handful of black-brown hair. “You don’t think that I got you another set of lingerie, do you~?”

“I would not put it past you.” The Dwarf idly replies as she opens her final gift, revealing a vibrant orange fabric for all to see. “Mmm. I should have known.” She states, lifting up a sleeveless sundress, not unlike the ones Adeline was given, while leaving the spare one still folded in the packaging. “Thank you, my Ushumgal. I appreciate these beautiful gifts, even if they were purchased for selfish reasons.”

“Ow~.” Krvavy holds a hand above her heart and winces in mock pain, drawing a faint smile from her Dwarf. “Am I that transparent~?”

Inanna calmly gathers together her neatly folded gifts, getting ready to move them elsewhere. “Yes.”

The barbarian slowly shakes her head, a smile on her face as she glances towards the backpack. Krvavy is tempted to give Beryl her gifts next, but the Wood Elf is still distracted and Thea’s impatient glare is starting to turn a little murderous...

So guess that means that the brat is next. What a shame.

“Ugh, finally...” Thea quietly grumbles and groans as Krvavy places a few packages in front of her.

“Oh? What was that~?” The barbarian playfully wonders. “Is the spoiled little princess not grateful that she is getting any gifts at all~?”

Thea presses her lips together as she glares at Krvavy, her soft blue eyes looking away after just a few seconds. “Thank you...” She quietly sighs, a faint flush filling her cheeks. “Can I open these wonderful and generous gifts you got for me already?”

“Yeah. Go ahead~.” Krvavy replies, not bothering to hide her tired grin.

The silver-blonde brat’s annoyance doesn’t last long as she eagerly begins to open up her packages, hastily pulling apart the canvas while being just careful enough to not risk damaging anything inside.

“Ugh, you are such a degenerate pervert...!” Thea exaggeratedly rolls her eyes, sounding rather happy with what she sees despite her bratty act. “Would it have killed you to buy me something other than lingerie...? And did you need to get me so much of it...?”

“Hah, like you aren’t looking forwards to being my sexy little dress up doll~!”

A deep red hue swiftly fills Thea’s flushed face, her kissable lips twisting into a scowl as she tries and fails to look stern. “Th-that does not matter! You could still dress me up in normal clothing!”

“Oh~? Are you really so spoiled that you’re complaining about your gifts~?” Krvavy playfully asks, holding back a moan as insistently Khalia swallows around her shaft. “Don’t you like all of these stockings~? I even went to the effort of getting matching garter~! Oh, you’d look so good in them~!”

The bratty noble girl gently bites her bottom lip as she looks down at the opened packages and her neatly folded gifts.

“The black ones would make you look so sultry and seductive~! These blue ones are cute and playful, matching those beautiful eyes of yours~! The white would look almost like bridal lingerie, wouldn’t it~?” Krvavy breathily teases her increasingly flustered brat. “And I didn’t just get you a bunch of different colours. Half of those stockings are in a slightly different style~! A slightly more lewd looking style, with just a thin strap that goes under your foot to hold it in place~! The perfect kind of thing for my lusty little loveslave to wear~! Something fitting for a girl in my harem~!”

Thea audibly gulps as her blush spreads down her neck and to her ears, her body shuddering slightly as the barbarian paints a lewd picture in her mind.

“Not to mention the matching gloves I got you~! Such lewd things they are, leaving most of your hands bare and being held in place with just a ring for your middle finger~!” Krvavy’s hot breath teases against the back of her brat’s neck. “Can’t forget those seductive bras and panties either, even if they’re not the most practical for anything other than making you look even better~! Look, these ones don’t even have cups~! They’d leave those wonderful little tits of yours completely bare and exposed, so there would be nothing stopping me from kissing those delicious nipples of yours~! Oh, and of course I got you some panties that are pretty much the same thing~! You wouldn’t even need to take them off for my co–~!”

“Enough!” Thea almost shouts that single word, panting heavily as she glares at Krvavy. “Enough, you damned degenerate!”

“Aww~...” The barbarian dramatically sighs. “And I didn’t even get to mention the chokers, and how hot it’d be to see them –”

“Stop it!” The bratty girl weakly hits Krvavy in the shoulder. “Are you incapable of keeping your depraved urges under control?! Can you not be normal for a few minutes?!”

“I am literally getting sucked off right now~.” The barbarian dryly replies, giving Khalia’s head another gentle pat. “And she is going at such a torturously relaxed pace that the pleasure is just building up and up without giving me any relief~.”

“Hmph! Excuses, excuses!” Thea brushes off the barbarian’s complaints as she begins unwrapping her final gift. “Seriously?! Did you not get me a single thing that could even be considered modest?!” She huffs in ungrateful annoyance while lifting up and looking at a rather lacy negligee, glancing down at a couple more still neatly folded atop the open canvas package.

“There should be a few sundresses at the bottom.”

The silver-blonde brat just rolls her eyes as she pulls out one of the soft blue coloured dresses. “Great, two pieces of actual clothing and who knows how many pieces of lingerie...”

“Three, actually. I got you a single white sundress as well.” Krvavy nonchalantly shrugs her shoulders and ignores the annoyed glare aimed at her. “That’s all for you, my spoiled little princess~. Now it is time to give Beryl her gifts~. Beryl? Hello?”

“Hmm? Ah’m sorry, my dearest love, did ya say somethin’?” The Wood Elf distractedly asks, glancing up from the numerous packets of seeds. Which seem to have been sorted into differently sized piles.

“Yeah, I got some gifts for you.” Krvavy states, pushing the packages towards her Elf.

“Oh. More?” The tanned tomboy seems genuinely surprised by that, her thin brow raised quite high. “This is...” Her muttered words slowly trail off as she begins to unwrap her gifts one by one.

Beryl gently nibbles on her bottom lip as her nimble fingers idly search the lingerie, which all seem to be in matching sets of white, black, and blue-green. The first package is filled with an assortment of stockings, garter, and shoulder length gloves, all of which seem to be the type that will leave her feet and hands mostly bare. Another is filled with lacy bras and panties, not unlike the ones that Thea got, along with a bunch of chokers. In the final package she finds two nice blue-green sundresses buried beneath a few skimpy negligees.

“Ah... Ah don’t need this much, my dearest love...”

“You’re probably right.” The barbarian agrees with a shrug, taking a moment to breathe as Khalia, mercifully, slows even further. Those plump lips remain wrapped around little more than just her swollen cockhead, gently suckling at her tip. “We don’t exactly need clothes, not that this stuff really even counts in the first place... But I don’t really care. I want to see you wearing these things~. They’ll help to make you even more beautiful~!”

The tomboyish Wood Elf looks up at her Draconic lover with a bit of worry and concern on her face. “This really is too much. It must ‘ave cost ya –...”

“Not that much, actually~.” Krvavy interrupts with a warm smile on her face. “Most of it was straight off the shelf. Which is why I got so much more for you and Thea than I did for Inanna. They didn’t really have much that’d fit a busty Dwarf...” A tinge of disappointment lingers in her voice as she trails off, before quickly shaking her head and getting back on topic. “But even then, why should you care about the cost? We still have plenty of coin laying around, way more than I spent might I add, and I’d say that this is a much better use for it than just hoarding all that money.”

“Ah’m thankful fer these gifts, Ah really am.” Beryl states, sighing softly. “But... My issue is not wit’ the lingerie. Tha’ cost is... imaginable. More than ya should ‘ave spent, but not more than ya could afford. The seeds are a different issue. Some o’ them are quite... exotic. They alone must ‘ave cost a fortune ta purchase, and ya got so much more than just those ones...”

“Oh, well, I didn’t buy them.” The Drakling is a little slow to respond... on account of the tight and trembling throat that is slowly engulfing the entirety of her stiff shaft once more. “They were a gift an–”

“Ya aren’t in someone’s debt now, are ya?” The Wood Elf’s face fills with even more worry.

“No, no, nothing like that.” The barbarian quickly reassures her sweet berry. “They really were just a gift. Though I didn’t realize that there would be so much variety... I thought that she was just giving me some stuff that would normally be grown in the area. Like vegetables, berries, herbs, maybe some fruits...”

Thea narrows her eyes and leans into Krvavy’s field of view. “She? Did you sleep with some sort of botanist.” The brat asks in an accusing tone.

“Oh.” Beryl’s bright blue-green eyes blink a few times as she considers that thought. “Ya did ‘ave permission, and Ah did encourage ya find someone ta sleep wit’... But this is a very expensive gift. Ah’d feel bad if tha’ women spent more than she should ‘ave on these seeds.”

“Yeah, I get it.” Krvavy nods her head in response, mostly ignoring Thea’s pointed glare. “I didn’t really want to accept it at fi–irhst~...!” The Were-Beast’s nose squishes into the base of Krvavy’s cock. It takes her a second to compose herself, doing her best to continue on as if nothing had happened. “But she insisted that it wouldn’t cost her all that much. Not sure how much I believe that now, but it made sense when I thought all the seeds were fairly normal and not for anything too exotic...”

“Hmph!” The silver-blonde brat huffs, clearly not all that happy about being ignored. “Did you seduce some sort of rich noblewoman?” Thea’s eyes slowly widen as she sees a faint flush fill the Drakling’s cheeks. “What?! Did you actually!?”

“Hey, she seduced me, if anything!” The blush on Krvavy’s face quickly intensifies as she defends herself, feeling a little embarrassed as Thea judges her.

“How does someone like you get into the bed of a wealthy noblewoman?!” The bratty girl demands to know, almost sounding outraged as her volume increases. “And what sort of degenerate would debase herse–!?”

“Alright, enough.” Inanna’s calm tone pierces through Thea’s increasingly loud voice. “It is late and Adeline is trying to sleep. If you wish for us to discuss whatever Krvavy got up to on her trip, then we should move this conversation elsewhere. Perhaps the hot spring?”

“I could use a ba-aATH~!” Krvavy’s words are interrupted by an involuntarily gasp of pleasure, her body tensing up as Khalia’s head begins to frantically bob up and down her length. The steady stream of pleasure that the Orc’s gently constricting throat has been sending through her body suddenly spikes, overwhelming the barbarian and quickly pushing her over the edge.

Khalia’s plump lips slide up and down her Mate’s ridged rod as it shudders and throbs in her mouth, spurting ropes of thick seed straight into her stomach. After just a few seconds the Were-Beast woman pulls herself back, licking a few droplets of cum off the tip of Krvavy’s cock. “Rrrrgh...” She quietly grumbles out, before abruptly exhaling and all but jumping to her feet, turning on the spot and heading off. “Go talk. Good night.”

“Ugh, fine!” Thea scowls and stares at her Draconic lover, not giving the Drakling even a second to come down from that high. “But you better have a good explanation! Now stop stalling and get up!”

The barbarian simply sighs as the silver-blonde brat begins impatiently pulling at her arm.