"Neat, I guess my scars are advantageous. At least in beastmen society."
"Yeah, speaking of which, where are these 'other' scars? Such as the one on your stomach." she says with suspicious intent.
"Mmmm, sure," I say sitting straight up and begin unbuckling the breastplate.
*Snap* The buckles unlock and I remove the chest piece and pull off my abdominal plates. Afterward, I begin pulling my black shirt up exposing my abdominal region which has noticeable crevices and lines of cuts and scars. The most obvious one centers around my abs.
"Huh...Thought it would be small, guess your friend did try to kill you."
"Yeah, but we are past that. She and I are very close and if anything we got even closer surprisingly. Although I very much like to keep the event under the radar with her so she doesn't feel upset."
"Aw, so sweet, also what's a 'radar'?"
"It's uh...Nothing...Something I made up."
"Hmm, well since you are partially naked, how about a bit of fun?" she says walking her fingers up my thigh.
I quickly slam my shirt back down and grab my abdominal plate and begin strapping them back in.
"No thanks, I am good. Did you know that when a man doesn't have sex they build testosterone and that can help with athletic ability and stamina?" I say to distract her.
I have no memory of health class, but I think that is what I read online. Not because I never had sex in my previous life but because I wanted to be more athletically fit....*cough*
"Huh? What the hell is te-test, tesrinone?"
"Te-stos-ter-rone, is a male hormone that is the body's natural steroid that helps with physical ability. I think you have uh, ah what the hell is it called been so long...Estrogen? Yeah, I think that's what it is called."
"Is it the same thing?" she asks
"I think it is," I say shrugging my shoulders.
"Well, how about we release some of that hormone or whatever you called it," she says moving closer unaware of the fact that I already re-equipped my armor while she distracted.
"Oops, such a shame, I guess it is too late. I am already wearing my armor back on."
"What?! How? You, you distracted me. Well played. But just cause you to put that 'protection' on, doesn't mean I can't remove that afterward"
She then jumps onto me and begins attempting to replicate how I undid my armor. I hear a single click which means she managed to get one of them. She begins to wrestle on top of me and hold me down with a lock around my legs and arm.
"H-hey! Get off! I didn't agree to this!"
"Nonsense you very much did agree to this the moment you began to play hard to get!"
"What kind of sense does that make!"
"Shiela!"
Both of us freeze, as a familiar voice is called out.
Urngar, Shiela's brother. What will he think if he saw me with his sister in this precarious situation? I think I can take him if he tried to fight me but still. Not a preferable reason why I would want to fight someone.
She leans forward onto me and whispers something, "I will handle it, just stay silent." she says before shimming her body up mine. His crotch gets closer and before I can say anything she places both hands on my mouth and squeezes my head between her thighs.
Of course, that's what she does. I am getting a feel of how she is as a person. But let's not jump to conclusions.
"Hey brother, what are you doing back here? Finished with your tantrum?" she states with a smug look.
"Shut up, I just don't like him. To suspicious. I mean his face. Looks like it got eaten partially. Especially since he is missing a horn. His behavior just doesn't make sense. Think about it, if you had a masculine-like figure walked up to you, and they spoke in a soft tone. It would be strange. His face and behavior are too...'child-like' to me...something is strange with him...
"Child-like" hmph! If anything I am more charming and friendly than him. But I am strange but he makes it as if I am an agent or a spy from an anime or show back in my previous world.
"My my, could it be that you are jealous of him?!"
Eh?!
"EH?!" Urngar yelps
"Sister, you're a pervert. I should've guessed you'd be into someone like him. Mysterious or whatever you are into these days."
"My my, it does seem you are jealous your sister is into someone. Could it be your desire your sister's thighs wrapped around your head," she begins to squeeze her thighs around me a bit, "or the smell of my aroma," she then begins grinding her crotch into my face.
"Sister, you simply just proved my point...Also, no...I am not thinking anything lewd myself, so if you wanna do someone, I am sure a nice frail elf guard somewhere in the fort will be willing to try. I am out. But be warned, I don't like that guy. 'Coda' sounds way too foreign for a beastman name."
"Dude," she says still grinding on my face. How is she keeping this up and not showing any signs of the show? Is she a good actor?
"I doubt you know every single beastman name...Don't be an idiot"
Is that a salty smell? She is getting aroused?! Well, I guess that partially makes sense but I wasn't expecting it. She better not come on my face. No consent!
"So, I think you should go on, have a drink, and wait until we leave. I am relaxing in the shade. Alone, thinking about my future, and also my future kids." she says is a bit suggestive
"Uhuh...Whatever. Just be careful near that guy." he says turning around and scratching his head.
She begins getting up a bit looking over to ensure he is out of sight. Finally, she can stop staining my face with her-
She abruptly slams her body back into me and takes both hands behind my head. Her right-hand pulls on my one horn, and her left-hand pulls on my feathers.
She begins moving her hips more vigorously on me and I try to push her off. She locks her legs underneath me and begins talking dirty to me.
"How does that taste huh? Bet you thirsty and pretending not to be."
"Mmmmph!" I take both hands and grab the inside of her thighs trying to pull them apart.
"Oh, yes, be rougher with me!"
This girl has issues!
I begin pushing myself back against the wall for the carriage and try to get a higher position above her.
As my head is touching the wall of the carriage, I take both hands on the edge of the wall and pull myself up, getting a higher position over her and pushing her onto her back.
But her legs are still locked around my head so she pulls me in with her and my face gets pressed in deeper. I begin smelling an aroma I associate with salt. Then begin feeling something wetter on my nose. She has aroused no doubt.
But I have the top position so I have better control theoretically. I get my hands between her legs and open them up successfully getting my head away from her and taking in a deeper amount of breath.
I wipe my face off her juices off my snout and try to get the smell of it out of my head. As my mind clears up a bit I see she is sprawled out openly and provocatively exposing her body to me.
"Look, your very, er...Energetic. But I don't think it is a good idea for us to do anything."
"MMM! What's wrong? You have a small weewee?"
"Yes I do, now time to move on," I say still wiping my face a bit
*Minutes later*
I had been laying in the open on the ground in the sun getting warm and relaxing when the bell begins to ring.
*Ding Ding Ding*
"Alright then, time to move out!" A voice is called. I look over and see the group of other adventurers gathering at the carriage. Alistair is there are well preparing to depart.
I get up and stretch out my whole body and lean backward, feeling the popping of my back.
*Crack*
"Ugh! Geez, note to self when laying on the ground for long periods remove the armor," I whisper to myself
As I walk over to the carriage Urngar gives me a brief glare and returns.
Ziva seems to have returned but she smells different. Her fur seems a bit different. Almost puffy-er or fluffy. I am tempted to touch her arm to see. But she will likely cut my fingers off likely...
"Hey Ziva, what's with your fur? Looks more fluffy."
She glances at me and ignores my question.
"I see...Well looks nice."
"Looks like she ain't interested in you man, might as well ask me out instead" Shiela states with slight pressure.
"Yeah, no...I don't think so." Urngar remarks.
"Hey you never know about the-" I hear shuffling of boots and silence.
I turn my head behind and see Alistair walking proudly with troops in the garrison standing at attention and saluting.
"I suppose you're already by now, he states standing about 4 feet from me.
"Yeah, we're ready. Don't know about Ziva since she is silent as hell." Ungar states climbing in the cart.
"Well let us begin. We will be traveling for a while. We will be taking public roads that are secure and under heavy patrols now. Expect searches from time to time. Just a precaution.
"Cool, let's go!" Shiela says slapping the side of the cart.
*2 hours later*
I am leaning against the inside of the cart resting my eyes a bit with the cart shaking every so often. The sun has begone lowering because I can feel more of a breeze now, and my eyes don't feel disturbed.
"The trip will take much longer so expect a few day's worth of trips"
*Sigh*
I guess I should've expected that. They said the village is near the border of the two nations and New Arcadia is likely further inland from the border.
I should've brought a journal actually, so I can write down some thoughts. Oh well.
*Fa-dump!*
The whole cart jumps up for a moment causing me to shock back to my conscious thought and I look around. But within seconds the cart begins leaning in my side which throws me out of it with someone else falling onto me.
A knee goes right into my lower abdomen and pushes into me.
"Urgh!"
"Agh, shit! We ran over something!" one of the horse riders yells.
My eyes focus more and I see Ziva in on me but her knee is pressed into my stomach. Not preferable, but she doesn't weigh much it seems. Just sudden is all.
She jumps off of me and I pull myself up and see the side of the cart I was in has a busted wheel. Seems a crack developed on it and after driving over something, it snapped it.
Hope we got an extra wheel.