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Rook sat, hands rolled into fists, bound behind her, as she watched Taash slowly peel off Harding’s armor. Harding was dressed in pretty emerald green lingerie that Rook longed to rip off with her teeth. Taash was draped in layers of gold that did little to cover their tits and ass. Harding giggled as Taash nibbled her neck and Rock grunted. She’d agreed to this, one word and she’d be nestled between them. But… she had made a dumb call and it was quite fun watching Harding squirm under Taash’s huge frame.
Harding’s lingerie framed her cunt perfectly, the bright green contrasting the red hair wonderfully. The breast band could hardly contain Harding’s soft tits and Rook wanted to kiss them. She whimpered and Taash neatly removed the band and Harding’s breasts spilled forth. Harding moaned sweetly as Taash took one of her nipples into their mouth, massaging the other with their large hand. Rook shifted her position slightly, already feeling the heat grow between her legs.
“Oh Taash!” Harding cooed, locking eyes with Rook with a devilish grin.
Rook crossed her arms, glaring at her girlfriend. Taash swapped sides, lavishing Harding’s soft tits with kisses and marks. Harding threaded her fingers through Taash’s white hair, guiding them farther down.
Rook whined as Taash buried their face between Harding’s thighs, drawing a pretty moan from their girlfriend.
“Let me go,” Rook whimpered.
Taash pulled back from Harding with a grin. Harding grunted and pressed Taash’s head back down. Harding locked eyes with Rook again, hips rocking against Taash’s face.
“Cmonnnn,” Rook begged as Harding’s eyes rolled back into her head. “Please?”
Harding came with a loud cry, grinning as Taash sat back, licking their lips.
“I dunno,” Taash fake frowned, glancing at Harding, who sat up, pulling Taash in for a messy kiss.
Rook groaned, dropping her head back against the chair. “You two are so meannn.” She protested.
“And you were the one who almost got yourself killed, remember?” Harding said as the two moved closer.
“I’m sorry,” Rook whined. “I thought I could do it myself.”
“You tried to kill a dragon. Without me,” Taash crossed their arms.
Rook pouted cutely. “I’ll make it up to you.”
Taash raised an eyebrow, glancing at Harding.
“If you don’t, we’ll tie you back up,” Harding threatened. Rook nodded and Harding freed her. Rook immediately knelt in front of Taash, kissing her partner’s strong thighs.
“Thank you,” Rook groaned as Taash guided her to the bed. They laid back and Rook delicately stroked the gold hanging from their hips.
“You’re beautiful,” Rook murmured. Taash growled, burying their hands in her hair and pulling her closer.
“Apologize.”
Rook obeyed, slipping her tongue between Taash’s folds, groaning at the almost spicy taste. She focused solely on Taash’s pleasure, suckling their clit and slipping two fingers into their dripping cunt. Taash’s grip tightened and both groaned in sync.
Suddenly Rook gasped as Harding thrust into her. She pulled back for a second to get a lovely view of Harding mounting her; rough hands gripping Rook’s hips. Seemed the pretty lingerie doubled as a dildo holder and Harding was taking full advantage. Rook groaned happily as Taash tugged her into place, the gold on their body tinkling with each thrust. Rook ate Taash out like a woman starved, obscene noises escaping from Taash’s thighs. Taash came hard, flooding Rook’s mouth with a spicy, salty taste. Harding and Room came together, Harding bent over her fellow dwarf.
All three snuggled together on the floor, Rook squished happily between Taash and Harding.
“I hope you’ve learned for next time,” Harding teased, hands sliding over Rook’s waist.
“I mean… if this how it’s going to be everytime I fuck up…”
Taash grumbled with a slight smile. “If you don’t fuck up we’ll both fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Rook shivered with a grin.
“Deal.”