"Itsameee, go get changed, I'll grab my things and meet you down to clean up some Monsters." A still disheveled Malroth spoke as he entered his room again.
Itsameee reluctantly stepped out of the room, still wearing her bunny ears and wrapped in his white sheet, and headed toward the throne room doors (her bedroom behind the throne room).
Having pulled his purple jacket back on, Malroth grabbed his silver spiked black mallet and swung it to rest over his shoulder. Turning back to the hall he caught Perry following Itsameee.
"What are you doing?" Terse.
Perry visually and internally cringed. "Going to help her?" He squeaked.
"I suggest you get out of here." Malroth growled.
Perry didn't need a second invitation. "Y-yes sir!" And he was already out of sight.
Malroth let out an annoyed breath and made is way down to meet the other villagers.
Malroth had finished cleaning up the last of the monsters and patrolled impatiently as the builder patched up damaged parts of town and listened to more resident requests. Build me this. Fix that for me. Can you? She's like the resident servant. He tapped his gloved fingers on his wresting mallet. He was eager to return to a private space with her. That is, if that's what I do now? He wasn't sure the standard procedure for something like this and that made him uneasy. He recalled the conversation about Babs and how so many men had wanted her. They never did get her and thus he had no idea what was forward. He pondered. Malroth was confident in a lot of things; even in those moments with her earlier when his desires took over, providing poise, a surety in the moment, and a calm to be himself; but when it came to the rest of this subject, he was at a loss. He fumbled with the ideas of feelings; particularly her feelings for him, what their intimacy meant. He tried to shake the thoughts away. Regardless, I know what I want.
Another glance in Itsameee's direction gave no hope she would be done anytime soon. She was a workaholic. With a sigh Malroth turned for the castle. He knew there was no point in waiting up. There was no telling when she would finish up; and when she did, she would likely be tired and ready for bed. His trip back to his room was quiet; a majority of castle dwellers had made it back to their rooms and turned in for the night.
Entering his room he placed his mallet next to the door, dropped his gloves and hair-tie onto the dresser as he walked by. He kicked his shoes off in the space between the dresser and the bathroom door and stepped in as he removed his remaining articles of clothing. He flipped the water on hot and stood in the shower, leaning with his hands resting on the tile walls as hot water poured down his muscular back. Tiny streams of water burned red lines in his skin as it slid down his body then dropped to the tile. He did his best to clear his mind and focus on his surroundings. The suffocating steam, the sound of water hitting soft and hard surfaces, the burn.
At some point he decided enough was enough. He lathered up with soap, rinsed off, and stepped out. A quick dry, replacing of his pants, followed by wiping his mirror for clarity; Malroth peered in as he tied his hair back and messed with the two loose pieces that were always so unruly. A resigned shrug and he sauntered back into his room. Freezing to the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs he then swiftly moved across the room to open the door. Disappointment settled in when it was only Anessa returning to her room across the hall. She stopped, smiled, and waved. Malroth closed the door with no note or returned acknowledgement to his neighbor. Fine. It's time to sleep. He crawled into his bed, noting that it still smelt like Itsameee. I will find time to see her...alone. He closed his red eyes and turned over.
Morning came quieter, which pleased Malroth. He would potentially get to see Itsameee before she was overtaken. He got up quickly, pulled on his clothes, and was out the door.
"Y'r glowing today!" The dolled up red head behind the bar offered a wink as she wiped down counter tops.
Itsameee blushed. "Uh...A-am I?"
"Ye are." She leaned in, placing her elbows on glossy wood and hovering her chin just over her hands. She twisted the cloth between her fingers. "I 'erd someone 'ad some fun last night!"
"Oh...I-Yeah." Itsameee wasn't sure what to say.
"Oh come on. Don't be that way. Share some details! It is, after-all, just us girls!"
Itsameee laughed, blushing a deeper read. "Ok. What...do you want to know?" She spoke coyly.
"Was 'e good? 'e seems like e'd be an animal in bed!" A wanting tone in her voice.
A breathy laugh escaped Itsameee's lips in conjunction to a release of awkwardness. "Well, we didn't quite get to the animal side of things yet...but yeah. He was...quite good."
"Ahhh! I knew it! Oh tell me...Is every 'in 'idden equally as nice lookin as every 'in not-so-'idden."
"Even better." The words fell unfettered with a heavy breath of reminiscence. A realization of her prompt response burned her cheeks yet again.
"Don't be blushin! It's fine! So...what 'appens next with you two love birds?" Babs loved a good romance story and one with a best friend was even better!
"I don't know... We never did get to wrap things up. I guess I don't know how he even feels about everything."
"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he comes knocking at your door soon." Babs straightened up and returned to cleaning the bar.
"I hope so." Itsameee beamed.
Speak of the devil. Itsameee glanced in the direction of the castle and happened to see their very topic on his way. Itsameee waited patiently for Malroth; though, she couldn't help herself but to admire his nicely sculpted body, that delicious smile, and those hypnotizing deep red eyes.
Finally beside her. "I thought for sure you would be buried in work with a line of requests or maybe a gathering of suitors would be following you after last night's performance." Malroth teases. Babs placed a drink before each of them, offering Malroth and Itsameee a wink, then returning to the other side of the bar.
Itsameee blushed. "Don't forget, you were one of them. Anyway, it's still too early. A few people made it out to the farm but most people are still trying to sleep off their hangover."
"Then I get first dibs." He smiled mischievously. "I was wondering if we could-"
"Hey! Itsameee! I'm so glad I found you so early! I hope you're not terribly busy!"
Malroth's demeanor changed to that of one clearly annoyed as Itsameee turned to face an excited Perry.
"I been meanin to ask you if you'd build me a shared room."
Itsameee was a little surprised. "Who should I make the second nameplate for?"
"It's a s'rprise!"
Malroth tinted red with irritation. He had been working up the nerve to ask her for a shared bedroom for quite some time. Itsameee gets in a bunny costume and now Perry thinks he can pop in and sneak her right out from under me.
"Itsameee!" One of the bar minors could be heard calling after her now. "I needed to talk to you!"
Itsameee turned to Malroth giving him an apologetic smile. "We'll talk later. I've got to go work now." With that she stepped away.
"Perry." Malroth growled lowly. "Who do you plan on sharing that bedroom with."
Perry gulped. "I told you, it's a s'rprise."
"No. You're going to tell me." The glass he had been playing with cracked in his grip.
"I've got to go!" Perry squealed and took off.
Malroth grumbled irritably. "Fine." He let out a sigh, wiped his gloved hand on a cloth and returned to his post at the perimeter.
With as quiet of a day it was Malroth had plenty of time to observe. Bustling of townsfolk in their respective jobs and others surrounding Itsameee waiting for either to make a request or to see theirs to completion. Perry in particular was following Itsameee around like a damned dog eagerly awaiting a treat. Watching him run after Itsameee, here and there, really got under his skin.
Malroth tried to calm himself and instead he turned his attention to Itsameee. She was back in her normal yellow/tan dress with the weird orange design in the center. Her big gloves and boots back on and her pig-tails bouncy as ever. Compared to the cottontail costume this outfit left much more to ones imagination and Malroth was grateful for that. Although, He thought, She could wear that for me anytime. He recalled last night's show. She was a stunner in that cottontail outfit and being up on that stage just put it over the top. How she twirled on stage and moved so enticingly, her coquettish demeanor, and those curves he'd never seen on her before. Her dancing really accentuated her desirable body. Leg kicks, hips swaying, and bouncing that cotton tail! A strange feeling flowed through his body as he thought more about it. I'd like to see her bouncing that cottontail on my lap. The mental image was enough to get him burning. Malroth snapped too when realization that he had drifted into some enticing daydreams. He looked around but no one had appeared to have noticed or even paid him any mind. He relaxed, sunk to the ground, and crossed his legs hoping to hide a certain things.
Malroth glanced in Itsameee's direction; incidentally their eyes locked, only for a moment. Itsameee shyly looked away, cheeks touched pink.She's so cute when she blushes. And that smile... Already wound up, he wanted to walk over and kiss her right then and there but resisted the urge. They hadn't exactly talked about where they stood since things had gotten hot and heavy between them and he didn't want to accidentally go too far.
It was getting late; many folk had already gone to bed with a few exceptions of bar goers. Itsameee also appeared tired but she kept on working. Malroth decided that was enough. He made his way over to her. "I think" He spoke softly, "It's time to call it a night."
"I'm not done." She protested.
"Your job is never done. You have tomorrow."
Itsmeee yawned. "Fine." She dusted her clothes as she stepped alongside Malroth.
*EEEEK* A loud screech followed by the sound of stammering bones and heavy paws stopped the couple in their tracks. "Really?!" Malroth yelled, turning on a dime. They had all day to show up and they choose now? The fight began. Malroth and Itsameee held them at bay while a few town residents trickled in to their aid. Soon enough they had cleared all the monsters out. Malroth swung his mallet back over his shoulder. "Ready?"
Itsameee shook her head. "No. I really do need to clean up this mess before bed."
Malroth grumbled but didn't argue. He knew it was pointless. "Fine. I'll be at the castle if you need me." And he headed back.
After a shower Malroth laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, reflecting on the day. She's so tired, yet she keeps on giving. She needs to learn to slow down and take some time for herself. Maybe I'll help her with that. Malroth closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Itsameee snuck through the bedroom door, tip-toed over to the bed, and slid beneath the covers next to Malroth. Having heard her enter and feeling the movement of the bed he had woken. He slipped an arm around her and pulled her close to his body. Something small and firm pressed against his waist. He slid his hand down her side. The silky fabric beneath his fingers turned into a fluffy ball as his finger tips met the object in question. He slid his hands lower on her body, brushing them gently over her fishnets.
"I thought you were sleeping." She spoke quietly.
"I thought you were in regular clothing." Malroth whispered.
Itsameee rolled over to face him, flipping a leg to rest over his thigh. "Maybe I was hoping you wouldn't be asleep."
"Well, then I'm glad this is how you came dressed." Malroth put a hand against her back and pressed her into him as he rolled them over. He lay on top of her, nestling his face into her neck. He loved her scent and her soft skin. She ran her hand through his wild hair and rubbed his back gently. Malroth left a gentle kiss in the nook of her neck, then another, and another going up, and down her neck. He replaced every other kiss with a flick of his tongue. The air left his saliva a cold burn on her skin but what made her shiver was the heat of his breath. Her chest rose and fell with deeper movements. He heard the quiet reactions of her unsteady breaths. Malroth slowly traced down to her collar bone. Her wavered breath and sigh confirmed that he had her. He felt the skin below his lips heat and in turn he also began to feel his passionate burn. He trailed his lips and tongue back up her neck and down her jaw line. He ever so gently caressed his lips on hers. Her chest rose in response. He could feel his need to taste her, to touch her, grow. He let a hot breath over her lips. A shiver from her body stoked the fire. He pressed his lips firmly on hers, kissing her with due passion. Itsameee responded equally, each kiss traded growing with intensity and need. Their bodies filling with want. Malroth kissed her deeply, then pulled on her bottom lip gently with his teeth, then released. He lifted himself a little, positioning himself to move. The hand cupping her head moved down and pressed her chin up and Malroth slowly kissed down her throat. He trailed down to her breasts, nestled his face between them a moment, then returned to placing kisses. His hand moved down to cup her breasts and his thumb brushed over where her skin met the corset teddy. Her soft plush breasts felt nice below his fingers and lips. He drew lines with his tongue and sucked gently here and there. Cool air and heat of his breath on the wet marks drove a sensation that moved her body beneath him. Malroth slid a hand down her side, over her waist, and over her ass and began to massage while he kissed her breasts and up her neck. A small noise of enjoyment escaped her lips. Malroth smiled against her skin as he slid his hand up under her waist and lifted and with the other hand placed two pillows below her hips. He gently let her down, positioning her right then slid his thumbs down and up her fish net covered inner thighs. The noises she made excited him further. Between her leg he leaned down over her, kissed her lips and began bumping his body against hers. His hard cock bounced then slid against her and continued like that, growing in intensity. He longed to remove their clothes. "Itsameee," he breathed in her ear. "You're all mi-" Click.
A bright light overtook all his senses. He shielded his eyes until it seemed to darken a little around him. He squinted, suddenly being blinded with a spotlight that quickly moved across the room. He was standing in a big dark room with flashing lights, exotic music, couches, poles, and dancers. Where? Malroth did a double take. Up on a stage his bunny girl was dancing, a leg wrapped around a pole while she slid up and down. He gulped, still feeling fired up from loving her in the bed. Why isn't she looking at me? She started moving down the stage steps. Why is she moving toward that couch? Malroth stepped closer to see the outline of a man sitting on the couch. What? Light flashed over his pale face and red hair. Perry? Malroth watched in horror as Itsameee's swaying hips drew her closer to his nightmare. She swung her legs up onto the couch, positioning herself on Perry's lap. She caressed his body, enticing him and enraging Malroth. Malroth burned hotter than he ever had. As Itsameee moved to kiss his Perry Malroth's mallet appeared in his hands. "NO! Malroth swung his silver spiked black hammer down onto the couch.
Malroth shot up, gasping, sweating, and in a daze. He burned with rage and yet his body still ached from the moments he dreamed of them together. He had to pull himself together. There was no way he could down there looking, or feeling like this…I might rip Perry's head off. The bustling sound of people in halls brought in the realization he must have slept in. He needed to get down to town and see if he already missed his chance to speak with Itsameee.
Malroth made his way to town, noticing Itsameee hard at work as usual. Conflicted feelings burdened him as he fought to tell himself it all had been a dream. Then of course, Perry came around. He came running to Itsameee with his arms full of materials. Malroth felt anger well up inside. Calm. It was just a dream. Itsameee will be angry if I remove his head from his shoulders. Malroth thought for a moment. If this is how it's going to be, I will make sure she has time. With that Malroth was off to see his ideas through.
The sun was almost ready to set when Malroth made his way to Itsameee. "Hey," She looked up to see hem standing expectantly. "What's up?"
"You're done building for the night." Malroth said firmly, offering her a hand.
"Uh, I'm not actually done." Itsameee was confused.
"You're done because I have other plans for you. Please." His voice grew softer at the end.
"Okay…" Itsameee smiled, hoping this might be the knocking that Babs had mentioned yesterday. She took his hand, pulling herself up then released it to dust herself off.
"Come with me." He spoke softly, leading the way.
Itsameee wasn't sure why they were making it back to her bedroom, but once entering she noticed a table set for two, decorated with candles, and set with food. "Malroth!" Itsameee was so surprised. "How?"
He rubbed the back of his neck. "I may have had a little help from Babs."
Of course. She smiled. "Well, then." She gave him a coy smile. If we are to have a date, I must be dressed for the occasion."
"Huh?" Malroth wasn't sure where she was going with this. Sure, he wouldn't mind her bunny suit but he was a little surprised all it took was some candles and a nice meal.
Itsameee winked and disappeared into her walk-in closet. Momentarily the closet door opened and there she stood wrapped in fine red cloth. Her hair in soft curls fell over her shoulders, hiding the straps of her red dress. The fabric clung tightly to her chest, a deep V revealing much cleavage. Her dress ruffled out from just blow her midsection and ended just below ass. Malroth drank the view in, from her hair, to her red lips, to her sexy red dress, those long legs and red heels. He knew she could read him and he didn't care.
Itsameee almost danced up to him, stopping with her hands joined behind her back, and giving him a twirl. "So…"
"So do you want to skip dinner?" Malroth stepped close to her, putting his hands on her sides.
Itsameee blushed. "Well that's not much of a date."
"We'll eat later then." Malroth couldn't help but move with his instincts. He picked her up, guiding her legs by bringing one around his hip. Holding her as he crossed the room, back to her bed, he kissed her soft lips. She reciprocated, taking his face in her hands and sharing his passion. Their breaths grew heavier with each kiss.
Malroth released her lips, crawled onto the bed, and let her down gently onto the soft white bedding. Itsameee beamed up at him with excitement. Malroth lowered his lips to hers and trailed kisses down her jaw line to the crook in her neck, then holding her chin up, he kissed down her neck and to her clavicle.
Itsameee enjoyed the sensation of his kisses. She felt warm and excited to return to their activities from the other night. The way his lips gently pressed against her, then his tongue beginning to flick against her skin was such a tease. She briefly recalled he had treated her puss similarly and longed for that touch again.
Malroth placed a hand under her hips, lifted, and placed two pillows below her waist. He lowered her back down. He let his hands wander down to her thighs and rub gentle circles near her sensitive spots. A shiver down Itsameee's spine enticed Malroth further. He brought his lips back to hers for a few more passionate kisses while his fingers roamed under her dress. He hooked his fingers on the fabric of her panties. He slid them a ways down, then snapped them, refusing to move from between her legs, and tossing the fabric aside.
Itsameee's heart raced, she felt her excitement growing as she waited so patiently for him to take care of her. He kissed his way back down, stopping at her exposed breasts. One hand rubbing her thigh, he brought the other to the fabric on her chest and slid it from her nipple. He placed his soft plush lips over her breast. His tongue drew a spiral around her nipple then brushed over it. A gentle sucking, then he lifted his head. Cool air burned the saliva on her skin but was soon replaced with the heat of his breath which sent shivers down her. He kissed his way to the other nipple, doing the same. Every movement he made was slow and left her wanting.
Malroth kissed his way down to her hips then lifted the fabric to reveal her puss. He lowered his lips just over hers, letting his hot breath tease her; and tease her it did. Itsameee slowly grew more impatient. "Please." Her soft voice egging him on. Malroth complied. He pressed his lips against hers, moving them intensely. He kissed, then slid his tongue along them, and gave a gentle pull with teeth. He loved her taste. The more he kissed and played the more intense his movements became. Itsameee savored every last lick, his sucking, his nibbling, his passionate kisses. Her legs quivered, hips began to move with longing, and Malroth couldn't help but be pleased with himself. "Malroth." She whined.
"Yes?" He spoke breathless between her thighs.
"Malroth," Her cheeks burned with pleasure. "I want you."
Between hearing her whimper his name and asking for him he felt a surge of heat within him. "You can have me when you've come for me." He didn't let up.
"But-"
"No. I'm not done." He interrupted her. He kissed up and down her lips, then ran his tongue along the inside of her opening. He sucked and nibbled ever so slowly as he made his way up to her clit. A sigh escaped her as he drew circles around the nub. He was so gentle, sucking followed by a hot breath and the sliding of his tongue tantalizing her clit. He let his hands slide up and down her thighs and then his thumbs roam the areas that were most sensitive. Little shivers as his thumbs brushed over these places and the passion of his mouth over her puss had her about to release.
"Malroth, I-" she whimpered trying to warn him.
"Not until you come for me." He moved even more intensely, savoring the taste of her.
"I-I-I" A shiver down her spine, her body moved in waves as she released. Her energy left her and she lay exhausted, breathing heavily.
Malroth sat up, moving over her. He kissed her neck and bumped his clothed crotch against her bare skin while he waited for her to catch her breath. Soon her rugged breaths turned into moans and her hips began to move with his. The feeling of his hard cock pressing against her drove her wild. "Please?" She whimpered again. "Please give it to me."
"Give you what?" Malroth teased her.
"Malroth." She moaned.
"What do you want?" He smiled into her neck. He enjoyed making her beg.
Her cheeks burned. She wanted it, but saying it was still so embarrassing. "Please? Fuck me."
"Say my name." He increased the intensity with which he pressed into her
"Malroth." She whined.
"Malroth what?"
"Malroth, fuck me." She said breathlessly.
A surge went through his body. He unbuckled his belt, tossing it aside, and slid his bottoms down to his knees. His cock was bulging and dripping with pre-cum. He slipped it along her wet lips, enjoying the sensations. The gentle moans that escaped Itsameee's lips drove him wild. He positioned himself at her entrance. He could feel her tensing with anticipation. He waited a moment, teasing her more; though, he felt as though he were teasing himself.
"Malroth." She spoke breathlessly.
"Tell me your mine." He whispered in her ear.
Itsameee's cheeks burned. Of course she was already his, but to hear him want to claim her. That made the fire burn hotter.
"Tell me." Malroth let a hot breath over her lips as he gripped the bedding in anticipation.
"I'm yours." She spoke softly.
Malroth brushed his lips from hers to her ear. "Louder."
"I'm yours, Malroth." Her face flushed.
The words sent Malroth soaring. He slammed his cock into her puss, not stopping for anything, pounding her hard. A loud squeal escaped Itsameee as she lifted her body in enjoyment. His movements were so much more intense than last time. He had been craving this. His necklace bounced on his chest and his hair was going wild. Itsameee lifted her hands and pulled on his neck. He lowered his face to hers and left a passionate kiss on her lips.
All the sudden a loss of contact! Itsameee panicked with the separation of their bodies. Malroth pulled away, scooted off the bed and dropped his pants to the floor. He kicked off his shoes, and tossed aside his purple jacket. Itsameee watched as he undressed, enjoying the view.
Malroth stepped towards Itsameee, his brilliant red eyes meeting hers. He gripped her ankle and slid her across the bed to the side, positioning her for him. He lifted her legs to lay against his chest and entered her. He pounded hard and fast as he looked into her eyes. Itsameee couldn't help but be amazed that this big incredible man was taking her and that he absolutely wanted her…all of her. Between the thoughts and the feeling of his cock rubbing inside her tight pussy she was already building up.
And again! A loss of contact! Malroth pulled back, letting her legs fall. He grabbed her wrist, turned her around, and bent her over the bed. He wasted no time getting back to pumping his big dick inside her hot tight pussy. The view was incredible. He loved the curvature of her back leading back to her big bouncing ass. He gave it a good smack, enjoying the jiggle, then placed his hands on her hips. He rubbed his thumbs on either side of her spine, then slid his hands down to her shoulders, and brought them back. The skin on skin contact added to Itsameee's fire. She loved having his big hands roaming over her body. Malroth's moaning didn't help either.
Another moment of loss! Itsameee hated when their bodies separated. He turned her around again, picked her up and tossed her further back onto the bed. He crawled on top, slipping his pulsing cock inside her. He cupped her face with his hands and rested his forehead on hers as he pumped inside her. "You're mine. Got it?" He said firmly.
Itsameee's cheeks burned yet again. She loved the possessiveness he felt over her. She loved that he wanted her for his own.
"Itsameee. You are mine. Got it?"
"Yes." Her voice caught between a moan and a whimper.
He held her tight and moved even more passionately, her words driving him further over the edge. The pounding, the friction, the hot wet slaps. Neither of them could stand this much longer. Malroth's deep red eyes met hers and all in a moment of connection they both released, their bodies convulsing, their movements slowing to a stop.
Malroth let out a breath. "Come on." He guided her legs to lock behind him, placed a hand at her back, and lifted. He moved her over to lay on the bed as she normally would. They slid under the blankets, snuggling close, still out of breath, chests moving deep.
Time passed all too quickly as they lay together on the bed. She lay, partially propped up by pillows, partially on his chest. Fingers with both hands intertwined with his as they spoke quietly.
"So…Does this mean we get to share a room?" Malroth murmured as he placed a kiss on Itsameee's head.
Itsameee grinned. "You sound like Pe-"
"Don't." He warned. "I was going to ask first."
"Oh, so…how long have you been wanting to share a room with me?" She teased.
"Too long." He admitted, lifting her hands to his lips.
Itsameee felt her cheeks heat. "Then…If that's the case, I'll have to ask something in return."
"Hmm?" Malroth was caught off guard. She never asked for anything.
The heat of her cheeks spread to her ears. "If we share a room…I want to share a bed." She froze, waiting for the worst.
Malroth smiled. "That's fine, but don't blame me if you get less sleep."
Knock, knock, knock. Someone was at the door.
Itsameee sighed and sat up. Malroth was not having this. "No," he gripped her shoulders and firmly pulled her back to him.
"But I-" She protested.
"You are done building for the night and I'm not done with you yet."
Itsameee couldn't help but smile. Another set of knocks.
"Let it be. They will get the picture."
Still two more rounds of knocking came at the door and Malroth was done with it. "She's busy." He called rather annoyed.
The voice of a rather meek little Perry could be heard. "D-doing what?"
That was it. In all of a moment Malroth was on his feet, Itsameee falling back onto the soft white bedding, and at the door in the next. He pulled the door open only enough to reveal his naked body and rested his hands on the door frame above. "Doing me. Does that answer your question?" He spoke firmly, trying to hide the amusement of watching little Perry stutter away. "Now, I don't know how else to make this any clearer. I am going to shut this door and go back to fucking my girlfriend. You are going to disappear."
Perry just stood, stammering, still in shock to be seeing Malroth and all his very big, very erect glory.
"Got it?"
"Y-yes s-sir."
"Get lost." Perry moved faster than he ever had. He was out in a flash.
Malroth smiled as he closed the door and turned to Itsameee. "Ready for round two?"