Evan Turst

Trifa and I set off for Hub-Town stepping lightly so as not to draw too much attention to ourselves. Trifa seemed to be most excited about seeing this settlement. It was refreshing to see her excited for something rather than traumatized or scared.

"Hey Ev, what's your sister like?"

"She's a very… energetic woman. And I'm sure she'll be very excited to see you," I said as I rustled her hair. Truth be told, she was going to pounce on the pour young woman. For some reason whenever I came home with a girl, Evia would blitz them with rapid-fire questions in regards to the more intimate side of a relationship. After that she would try and suffocate them with a bear hug. Afterwards the poor girls would run out in fear of what else she was going to do. The sad thing is she never had a significant other. She'd surely smother whatever unfortunate soul was trapped in her affectionate web.

She swatted my hand away from her head. Just as she shot me a glare, I saw the signifying sign of Hub-Town. It was an inhumanly large spire that was placed in the middle of the settlement. It glowed a bright green that was indistinguishable from a glow-stick.

"What's that?" Trifa asked in awe as she stared up at it.

"The Spire of Hub-Town," I answered. "Now let's get in. I'm sure you're starving."

Trifa nodded. For some reason I found that extremely cute. If I could, I would've made her all mine, but I had a duty to protect her, so I couldn't ravage her as i'm sure she would've wanted. It was a pleasant surprise to find her sleeping next to me. Though it could've been that it was the only bed in the house.

"How's your wound doing?" Trifa asked, walking up to the gate with me.

"I still get the occasional hint of pain but overall I'm doing alright. You didn't get hurt at all, did you?" I asked as we were ushered through the gate.

"No I'm fine."

The north section of Hub-Town was filled with expressive shops and colorful stalls, merchants selling their wares and shop owners trying goad passersby into their shops. It was a wellspring of livelihood and invigoration in a region where there was only gloom and despair to be gained. It was a breath of fresh air to say the least. A few street merchants approached us, offering freshly cooked meat, crab by the look of it.

"So what are we gonna do now?" Trifa asked.

"We get a place to crash. I know a good inn near here." I took her to an inn by the name of Abomination's Bed. It was a small place that felt quite like home. It would be a good place for Trifa to get more comfortable. I'm sure she would appreciate the home feel.

We walked into the lobby, a warm fire in the fireplace and a warm woman sitting at the desk.

"Ah, Mr. Turst, I see you're back…" the woman, Daily, said as she shot me a disdainful glare.

"Glad so see you're still alive Daily," I replied, approaching the desk with twenty caps in my hand. "One room with two beds," I said. Daily shot an intrigued glance at Trifa, a smile creeping on her face.

"And who might you be, girl?"

"I'm a young woman, and my name is Trifa."

"Well Trifa, make sure you don't get too attached, Evan here tends to be more of a tease."

I looked at her with a glare. Her body was gorgeous, an ample chest, a luscious ass, and an hourglass figure. But when I discovered what her personality was, It was too overbearing, she was the only one that Evia couldn't scare off. But when it came time for us to fuck, I rebuked her. She's been real sour about it ever since, trying to scare off any woman that I had an interest in.

"I'll keep that in mind," Trifa countered, looking at her with what seemed to be a glare.

"Your room is the last one on the right," Daily said with a glare. The two of us went upstairs to our room. The second I opened the door, Trifa ran over to the bed and collapsed on it. I decided to take a shower, the cold water soothing my wounds and aching muscles. I closed my eyes, pondering on Trifa. She wasn't the best in the personality department, but she was nice in the body department. She had 'marked' me, so there was that going for me. I heard the door to the shower open as I saw a familiar figure in my peripheral vision. I felt her body push up against my back, her bare breasts pressing against her mark that she left on me. Her arms wrapped around my waist. Her arms glided over my naked form as she began to kiss my neck.

"You know, we faunus can be quite… appreciative when we want to be," She whispered, her hot breath brushing up against my ear. Her hands went down to my now erect cock, she began to rub it slowly. The slow motion only made me more erect and it forced me to take action. I turned around and grabbed her, pulling her as close to me as I could get without sticking my throbbing rod into her.

"Take me," Trifa whispered as she slid down into the bath as the tub was filled up with cold water. "I need you to make me warm," she cooed, pulling me on top of her, my dick entering her. A satisfied moan escaped her lips as they kissed mine. It felt great as her walls tightened around me. I thrusted and pushed, only for my companion's moan to grow in frequency and volume. Her body squirmed in pleasure as I pounded into her. "Do you know why I want you, human?" Trifa asked in between her moans.

"What?" I asked as I shot a load into her womb.

"Because I marked you, because you're mine. And most of all, because when a Faunus marks her mate, he is her claim. Period. Now ravish me like your life depends on it!" she begged.

"You're mine, Trifa, and I'm going to fuck you so hard, tomorrow you won't be able to walk." I continued to fuck her, rubbing her womb with my cock. Trifa moaned and begged as I shot another two loads into her as she leg-locked me into her embrace. I felt her finish as I pulled her out of the tub and dried her off. I pulled out of her and finished on her back. She shivered a bit as she looked up at me with a happy smile.

"Thank you, Ev. Come with me to bed," she beckoned. I followed her siren call as I climbed in bed with her. She pulled my head into her breasts. I could feel the rise and fall of her chest and her right hand resting on my head, slowly rubbing it in her sleep. "Hmmm, you're the best honey," she whispered in her sleep.

It was a good afternoon for me as we both rested until sunrise the next morning.