Chapter 23:
"I'm here to see your boss," Finn announced. Orzsebet watched the small crowd around them on the lawn as Finn's eyes remained fixed on their quarry. She hadn't wanted to have this meeting. She'd wanted to do it by proxy. They'd been at literal war against the Bandit Princess's minions. They'd been in seven ugly fights in the last week, and the Agent Princess saw the whole business as counter-productive. She was the Lady of Spies! This wasn't how she typically did business! Bashing mooks was for idiots!
Unfortunately, Finn was insistent on going forward with his version of a plan. Mostly that consisted of trying to find a place where there quarry would be and then forcing her to sit down for a meet. Needless to say, things weren't going well. This was simply the latest chapter.
As the puzzled guard crossed the lawn of the palatial house to let his boss know she had a visitor, Orzsebet muttered, "if you're just going to fight them, you could just as easily send an army..." "The world has seen enough of death," he retorted. "Besides, the logistics don't work when the only troops available to deploy are pacifists out of Truth Kingdom..." Orzsebet's face snapped around when he used the word logistics. He gave her the willies when he started using words like that. 'New Finn' was in the house.
The guard was gone only a few minutes. When he returned, he had a list of demands. Staring the King of Ooo in the eye, the guard demanded, "you must give up your arms. Give them to me." Without a word, Finn handed across the Finn-Sword. The guard, who seemed shocked that he complied, now insisted, "you are a man of your word, so the mistress accepts this gesture. She must go naked..." Orzsebet howled protests. "You sure, man," Finn asked? "She's kinda' skinny. No knockers to speak of." The spy hurled swear-words at him. "Naked," the guard insisted. Turning the cold, implacable face of 'New Finn' on his companion, the King of Ooo uttered one word. Strip.
Minutes later, they were walking across a manicured lawn, the Agent Princess wearing nothing but the shreds of her dignity. "You just wait," she muttered, her tone suggesting violence and vengeance, but he knew what she was capable of when shew as angry. "Surprised you're still moving with some of those scars," Finn opined. He hadn't seen them in the strip club. Orzsebet swore at him, but Finn wasn't paying attention. His eyes were focused on the figure sitting on the far side of the lawn amid a multitude of guests.
Seeing where his eyes were going, the Agent Princess remarked, "ogress." This time. Finn shrugged. It really changed nothing in his eyes. He hardly expected to see their quarry here. This was all about the message. Hearing those words, the skinny princess shut up and adopted a listening attitude. That had never occurred to her. She'd assumed he was just randomly bashing the Bandit Princess's agents and businesses.
Their minder reached the stranger first, offering up the Finn-Sword, hilt first. The woman behind the table examined it, as her 'guests' waited. Orzsebet took a good look around them. Some of these people were wealthy men and women of means. They were rubbing elbows with some of the dregs of society. In a strange way, it reminded her a great deal of Finn himself. He was a nobody. He'd been nothing. Now, somehow, he was lord of all he surveyed. It was the sort of recognition that tended to creep her out. Her 'master' and their opponent were, in some ways, matched. Only the curse separates them, she thought. It was a deadly epiphany, and she saw a little bit of why he might be worried.
The strange woman motioned for them to come forward. One of the men made the mistake of pushing Finn. The big man elbowed him sharply in the throat in an almost off-handed manner, staving in his wind-pipe, leaving him laying on the ground. You wouldn't have guessed that the big man even cared, though, as he calmly took the seat before their strange host. "Hello," he said. "I'm the King of Ooo. I'm here to negotiate with the Bandit Princess." "You've found her," their host replied. Hefting the Finn-Sword, the strange beauty murmured, "you were awfully anxious to see me..." Finn shrugged, "I do what I must to secure the peace..."
"Peace," chuckled the tall woman. Her eyes burned into Finn's. He wasn't intimidated in the slightest, as he said, "I wouldn't do that. I could kill you twice before you could pull that trigger." The man behind him slid his hand back out of his pocket. Orzsebet was now watching the mooks who'd been behind them. She dearly wished to know how the hell he did that.
Turning his attention back to their host, Finn declared, "I would appreciate your sending your boss a message." The stranger's eyes went wide, and her jaw came unhinged. For a moment, she sat there in shock as the strange man told her what he wanted and how he was prepared to work a meeting. "How dare you," she snarled?! "How dare you insinuate that I'm someone's dog?!" He was pushing buttons, but to Orzsebet's eyes, it hardly seemed to matter to Finn. "You're an excellent actress," Finn rumbled, "but we both know you're merely a puppet. I need you to deliver a message to your boss. I'm willing to cede her a small amount of fertile land in exchange for her loyalty..."
The fight, such as it was, began just like that. The stranger snatched the sword from the table, thrusting it at Finn's neck. The big man... simply wasn't there. He was behind the stranger quick as thought, and he caught her head in a grip like iron. She didn't even get a moment to plead as the King of Ooo coldly snapped her neck.
The panic was almost instantaneous. Seeing that shocking display, the people gathered in the garden fled in terror, tripping over each other to get away. Rich noble, bandit, and everybody in between cleared out of the area, leaving everything behind. The men who'd hassled them at the entry were gone faster than the rest–almost as though they'd been standing too close to the fire. Finn, meanwhile, had laid the dead woman on the ground. Sliding his sword back in its sheathe, the King of Ooo told her dead, staring eyes, "I do what I must to secure the peace..."
Shedding his formal jacket, he slipped it over Orzsebet's shoulders. Without another word, he stepped off, heading back across the lawn. That gesture, almost as much as the brutal murder, disturbed her. "Come along, Princess Orzsebet," he rumbled. "I have business for you to attend to." Gulping down a mouthful of fear, the slim princess set off after him.
Late that same day, the Matriarch of the Grey Forest sat staring at what Apolline had presented her with. They'd been crunching the numbers and grinding on this since her husband had left for home. She was building a budget, doing her best to set expectations for what could be done with the resources they had. The idea of using her fellows to pay the bills disgusted her, but she understood what her husband had been trying to say. He was one man, and he couldn't justify plundering the other kingdoms to support her. His kingdom's collapse would be fast and inevitable.
Trouble was Emeraude Mertens was starting to fear the collapse of her own kingdom was going to be just that fast and just as inevitable. She was striving to provide some level of basic services to her folk and failing utterly. Gemma's antics weren't helping her any, either. It felt a lot like the bitch was setting up her own takeover when Emeraude herself failed, and that was not doing much to endear the two to each other.
"We're close, Mother," said Apolline, her tone encouraging. "We're close to balancing things." She saw it as close. Emeraude saw an unbridgeable gap. She wanted to have a school–a real one. She wanted to stock it with good teachers. Unfortunately, with winter coming on, and food still scarce, that was a tough row to hoe. As the Matriarch was ernestly considering begging her fellow wives for a loan, the door to her office opened to admit her erstwhile advisor.
Their relationship had worsened in the days since Finn left. Emeraude had been furious over Gemma's games. She'd come close to sanctioning the wench personally over the tricks she'd pulled and her attempts to all but create a state of war between the Grey Forest and the Crown of Ooo. The former Huntress Wizard had seen just how costly that could have been when her husband literally sealed out tens of thousands of hungry, homeless wretches who might well have tried to force their way into the Grey Forest. There was no way she could have defended them against that. More to the point, even could they hold the borders, the Trade would have collapsed entirely. There would have been nobody coming to their awful little pleasure district then.
"Mother," Gemma announced. She'd come wearing a high-necked gown as if she was in penance or something. Laying her arms on the table, Emeraude answered with, "Matron Gemma." The thin nymph bowed fractionally before striding up to the table. As if in acknowledgment of the strife between them, Gemma murmured, "I offer news that might help with... our problem." Coolly, the Matriarch replied, "say on..." Hands behind her back, Gemma said, "there are men who are known to me... Men working out of Emerald Kingdom. They... are interested in a franchise."
Apolline stared at her in puzzlement. Emeraude knew exactly what sort of franchise they meant. The sex-trade was forbidden in the Emerald Kingdom. The only other place that frowned upon whores more than Emerald Kingdom was Engagement Ring Kingdom, where a hooker could find herself doing a hard twenty or thirty years if she were found with a married man. As if she knew what Emeraude was thinking, the thin nymph remarked, "the sex-trade is legal... for us..." Apolline gasped. Head swiveling to her mistress, she opined, "the King said we could offer franchises. We could sanction these men... for a tithe of their money. This could save us. This would mean we could build the school!"
Emeraude gave vent to a bout of swearing. It wasn't clear if she was swearing at Apolline or the idea of selling out their fellow women for coin. In calm tones, Gemma said, "we must make a decision, Mother. While your devotion to justice for our fellows is... honorable... it won't keep their bellies full." That hit the Huntress like a slap in the face. It made her angry. At the same time, she knew Gemma was right. "Alright," she said. "We'll do this. What do we need to do to make the deal?" Smoothing her skirts, Gemma replied, "they will only do business with you, Mother. They... are understandably afraid. They wish to deal with the person who has the power, rather than a flunky." "Ok," said the Huntress.
The Huntress sent her subordinates on their way, telling them that she needed to prepare for the journey. The reality was that she spent a lot of time thinking of her friends and the children that she didn't see anymore. Her daughter, who'd had to slap sense into her for her behavior. Simone, who'd taken her in and made her feel at home for the first time in her life. Fionna, who was developing into the sort of woman Emeraude had always believed she could be. And Billy, the son she couldn't have due to her biology. She found herself thinking of him and wondering where he was. Meanwhile...
Lizard Kingdom.
Billy the Human wore an unhappy expression as the boat grew ever closer to the shore. He wore an expression that suggested he was going to the gallows instead of just going off to do a quick job for the Privy Council. For a man who'd been all but sanctioned to cheat on his wives... by his wives, the big man looked as though he were swallowing a particularly bitter pill. It didn't make much sense to Leo. None of it did, really. If anyone had told him that his ruler, the Froyo Princess herself, would be in a polygamous relationship–literally sharing a man with three others–just a few years back, he'd have arrested them on the spot. Not only did Princess Ragnhild put up with it, but she was almost encouraging this man to throw another wench on the pile.
Power and politics make for strange bedfellows, Leo, he thought. He'd been worrying at it so much, Lina had noticed, and she'd laughed at him for even wondering why. Of course, she'd made it clear that should he consider such an arrangement, he might find himself wondering where his little brother had gotten off to. And maybe that was it. Leo Pedersen was a soldier–a nobody in the grand scheme of things. He didn't have the power in his fingertips to make kingdoms tremble and terrified princesses toe the line.
Billy had that power.
Billy had the power to smash their kingdoms to nothing if he chose, and power was intoxicating. When you added in the fact that the warrior-wizard was young, virile, and handsome, he made quite the package for lonely women with way too much time on their hands. He doesn't want what I've got, thought the soldier, as he stared at the young fellow there on the prow of the boat. Billy was man enough that he could have probably taken Lina, if he exerted himself, but he was moral enough to not want that. Leo was grateful and happy for what he had, and he thought that was the thing Lina had been trying to tell him. They weren't rich, and they were never going to be. They didn't have kingdoms or the power to build or destroy them. But they had each other, and that was enough.
Taking his lady's hand–distracting her from steering the boat, the soldier said, "I wouldn't want to be him. Too many complications." The cyborg woman laughed. That tickled her funny-circuit or something, but she squeezed his hand before going back to what she'd been doing. "Figured you'd plug yourself into it or something," he teased. In serious tones, she said, "it disturbs my husband..." "Be yourself, baby," he murmured. "You do you." "Maybe," she said, "but I'm kind of happy with what I have."
One person who wasn't happy, was Tom. The elemental had been pretty miserable throughout this trip. If it wasn't the accommodations–the water terrified him–it was the every-day scenes of Olesia fawning over an oblivious Billy. The young girl had become quite smitten–in spite of her complaints about 'water-bags'. And Tom? Well, he'd belatedly realized that he could have had the plump girl for a penny if he'd showed even a moment's interest. He'd treated her like she was below his standards from the first day, though, and the opportunity had passed. Olesia was Billy's to have or lose, as he chose it, and Lina had been silently urging him to just get on with it for days.
"Just a couple of miles out," the cyborg announced. "I've got the phone-tower locked in. We should be able to go straight to the beach." Leo gave her a smile and a kiss on the cheek, then headed forward to help with the lines. It was a safe bet Olesia and Tom wouldn't be doing much with that. He found Billy talking to himself, suggesting that this whole setup was really bothering him. Taking a chance, the soldier asked his boss, "still fighting it?" Billy's face whipped around, and he blushed to his hair at what Leo was suggesting. The older man chuckled.
Shaking his head, Billy replied, "no, Leo." After a moment, he said, "something's wrong here. Why are these people here now? How did they get here so quickly, when a lot of them have to be starving? Princess Nadia's people were feeding some of them. Why would they move to come to a place with no certainty of a meal?" None of this made any sense. Frowning, Leo stared out to sea a moment. Then, turning back to his boss, he said, "you're the detective, sir. What do you think is going on?" He was right. Billy did have some ideas as to what was going on, and he didn't like any of them. "There's intelligence behind this," the big man rumbled. "Somebody's manipulating these events."
That news had Leo frowning himself. "Dipped," he asked? The idea gave him the willies. They'd thought they took out all of the undead. He never wanted to see those things again. "No," Billy replied. "Not undead. Something else. Not sure who or why, though." Shaking himself, the big man said, "keep that close to the vest. Nobody else needs to know for now. I'd like..." "To do some more digging," Leo agreed, with a nod. "Ok."
Just as she promised, Lina brought the boat ashore, directly opposite the Lizard Kingdom's radio-tower. Leo and Billy hurled the lines to the men on shore. When the boat was tied off, Billy dropped the ramp into the surf. Standing there in an asbestos wrap, Olesia stared at the water in terror. Conjuring a frozen walkway, Billy wasted not a moment before scooping the plump girl up and stepping off. Like the gentleman that he was, the big man carried the young princess over the raging surf and up onto the beach.
As the young hero set the plump girl on her feet once more, he found himself staring an angry Lizard-Princess in the eye. Great, thought Billy. Already on her shit-list. Over another girl. Nonetheless, the hero offered her a deep bow. "Your Highness," he offered. "The Privy Council sends its regards." Hamest, the Lizard Princess, gave him an ironic look. Up on the boat, an irritated Leo Pedersen turned to the other elemental, stretched out his arms, and announced, "c'mon, Tom..." Yup, he was carryin' the dude.
As Leo and Tom disembarked, and Lina got their boat secured, Billy checked in with their hosts. Not even bothering to wait for the others, he motioned for Hamest to lead the way. "What're we looking at," he asked? The Lizard Princess was staring at Olesia. "Hey," he said. "I need to know what I'm fighting." Hamest's face snapped around to his, a frown twisting her features, and her skin turned a deep purple. "How many," he asked? "Lives are on the line."
That snapped her out of her mood. Her kingdom was in danger! "I don't know," she admitted. "It's... It's like last year... When the starving were coming over the mountains..." Billy felt his hackles go up. Just like when Suadela's Dipped were herding people into Lizard Kingdom to start a catastrophic war. His senses were on fire now. "Ok," he said. "I'm handling this. Go back to your palace and bunker down. I'll be meeting with your Captain of the Guard." Hamest glanced to the younger woman one more time. "Princess Olesia," said Billy, "please accompany Princess Hamest back to her palace." Olesia gave a start, then, after getting a look at his face, agreed, "of course, Lord."
Having dealt with the idiocy of the evening, Billy turned and headed diagonally up the beach towards the Lizard Guard's headquarters. He could already see that, in spite of the cooling weather, the lizard-folk were out patrolling. "Need more wall," he thought. This place, sited out on the beach as it was, was hard to defend. The only good news that they had was the harvest had already been brought in. They wouldn't be fighting over the fields. They still had to keep the invaders out of the city proper and away from the granaries out on the beach, but that was an easier row to hoe than protecting hundreds to thousands of acres of cropland.
As he walked, the big man considered the weather. It was cool enough that ice would last a good long while if he conjured some. It wasn't like the high mountain passes, though. He could have bottled them up for months, maybe years, up there. Ice down here at the beach would take much less time to melt. More to the point, he planned to use Olesia and Tom for the shock-effect. That wasn't going to work well with ice. The irritating thing was that so little had gotten done since the last time he was here. Hamest had done nothing to safeguard her kingdom! He wanted to belt her.
Pedersen, Lina, and Tom found him in the Lizard Guard's headquarters. The big man was pouring over maps of the town, and he didn't look happy. Moving in alongside him, Leo Pedersen asked, "what're we dealing with?" Grimly, Billy said, "there's thousands of them. Maybe tens of thousands. They raided a couple of the outlying villages... Overran both. Lots of people dead, from the sounds, but nobody's sure. One or two guys broke free and ran here." "Defenses," Pedersen asked, though he clearly already knew the answer. "Half a wall," Billy muttered.
Drawing his subordinate's eyes to the map in front of him, Billy said, "they needed the wall to go all the way down to the water... maybe even out into the sea for a good stretch. Instead, it stops at the top of the beach." Lina opined, "but at least it goes that far. We can defend the city. We can close off these gaps with rubble or something, and we can keep the tide at bay." Nodding in agreement, Billy said, "problem is the food is out there. Granaries. Smokehouses. It's all out there on the beach." Unprotected. They could keep the lizards from being flattened. Only they'd be starving shortly after. Pedersen sighed. A city under siege with no food was a city that was already conquered.
Lina chuckled, "soldiers! You're too quick to think of violence, when there's other ways." Her husband and his best friend stared at her. "I didn't bring my land-rover because it was convenient! Let me work this!" Frowning only a little, Billy asked, "you sure?" Lina nodded. He couldn't forget the Tesla barrier, or the other wonderful things the Grid-Face people had come up with. "Ok," he said. "I'm'a go look in on Hamest and see what else she knows." "Have a nice time," Lina announced. Billy glared at her, but said nothing as he made his way to the door. Lina found both Tom and Leo staring at her. With a smirk on her face, the tall beauty said, "c'mon. Let's be about it."
Billy headed up to the palace. He wanted to look in on Olesia and see what she'd heard. At the same time, he also wanted to pick Hamest's brain to find out if there were any other shoes waiting to drop. He wasn't really looking forward to the latter piece of things. Hamest was already showing the signs of jealousy, which was crazy on its face. She knew he was married. And she was old enough to be his mom, for globsake! At least he would have point that part out if all three of his wives weren't also old enough to be his mom. Fuck, he thought. How did I get here?!
The palace was mostly quiet when he arrived, and he went straight up into the Princess's private quarters, leaving word with the majordomo regarding where his friends were and when he expected them to arrive. His mind was going in half a dozen different directions as he made the trip. He was thinking of Anders and how he would do in school. He was thinking of Simon. He'd have to focus his biological son and help him understand that Anders was going to inherit the Froyo Kingdom. And he would have to steer his daughter to something safe and useful since he was bound and determined that, unless Anders proved to be a fuckup, Freja wasn't going to crowd the line just because she was a girl.
Knocking on Hamest's door, he waited only a couple of moments before opening the door and walking in. There on the far side, he found the pretty princess pacing–and wearing something slinky with a plunging neckline in glittering green scales. Not for the first time did he think his dad had the devil's luck. He'd been born into a time where the world of Ooo was populated with some of the most beautiful women in history, and, shockingly, they were all aging pretty fucking well. Hamest was no different. She was the definition of 'cougar' with perky, medium-sized breasts, curvy-yet-slim figure, and still-flat tummy. He wasn't really sure if it was her species or something else, but she didn't seem to have developed wrinkle-the-first, though her eyes were a little bloodshot, possibly from crying or something.
Striding forward, he said, "ok. What's happening? The guards suggested I talk to you." The princess countered with, "who's the girl?" "Princess Olesia Okonski," Billy retorted. "I introduced the two of you. Remember?" Hamest glared at him, her jealousy nakedly on display. Striding towards her, he said, "I don't have time for games, Your Highness. This is serious. What am I looking at? And why hasn't anything gotten done?" The princess glanced away, and her skin changed colors like a sick chameleon, which was par for the course with her. It was pretty easy to see when he'd gotten the upper hand with a girl who tended to change colors like a... well... lizard.
"We're not builders," she muttered. "The sand shifts, and I've been told that anything we try to build there will fall. I've been trying to hire experts." "You should have said something," Billy rumbled. "I didn't expect an invasion," she retorted. "I'm not made of money." "No," he agreed. "You're made of vanity and jealousy, same as every other girl." Her face snapped around, her skin going a deep, deep purple, as she gawked at him, jaw hanging.
That lasted only long enough for her to see that he was teasing her. Stepping into his space, she threw herself on him, saying, "they cooked them! They cooked my people!" In moments, she was crying on his shoulder. Now he understood the urgency. Hugging her, letting her cry on his shoulder, he said, "this won't stand. I'm here now, and I will not allow that to happen." Sniffing back tears, she looked up into his handsome face at those soft words. Billy tried a smile on her. It was kinda' crazy the way her face had gone as pale as his. Her whole upper body was a pale, creamy white, while her tail was still a pale purple.
He wasn't prepared for her to try kissing him. The moment had seemed too serious for that. Looking back later, he would realize that she was reacting the way most women did. Abeiuwa, much as she played the tough-girl, would do the same thing when she was distraught like this. Breaking that kiss, she murmured, "why don't you like me? You like that girl..." Blushing, Billy retorted, "Olesia's not my girlfriend! If I tried it, I'd burn my dick off! I couldn't exactly let her get washed away in the surf!" It was annoying and crazy, and Billy wondered how his dad had the patience anymore.
The wench tried again, breaking down when Billy tried to push her away. He ended up holding her while she cried on him. "Why don't you like me," she wailed?! He felt like a heel. It was almost instinctive with some girls. Buying safety with the greatest weapon they had. "Hamest," he whispered. "You don't need to do this..." Right about then, she upped the stakes. Reaching back, the princess unfastened the knot at the back of her neck, letting her dress fall off her perky boobies. Stepping back, as that slinky, silvery dress slid lower and lower, revealing her hips and flat tummy, the princess murmured, "why don't you like me?"
It was about as stupid a question as he'd ever heard when his pecker wanted to jump out of his jeans at her. She was put together nice–a beautiful woman still, even if she was old enough to be his mom. His dad had made out with this girl for hours. The only thing he hadn't done was fuck her. He'd had his hands on those perky tits, which was a little weird for Billy, but no weirder than the fact that he'd had his hands on Ragnhild's knobs and Abeiuwa's knockers too. Ragnhild had all but admitted sucking Finn the Human's dick when they were teens. A corner of his mind said, take one for the team, Bill. This isn't that bad.
The big man slipped his arms around her and pulled her close. The pretty princess took his big right hand and put it on the curve of her left butt-cheek. She was wearing a g-string, of course. He imagined she kind of had to with the tail and all. She was a decent kisser, he found, as he took a tour of that fantastic body. Lean and trim, like she worked the fields herself, the lizard-girl had fantastic skin. He'd honestly been expecting skin like sand-paper or something. He could tell she was different, but not unpleasantly different.
Reaching up with his left hand, as the kissed, he got a handle on one of those perky knobs, caressing it and stroking it. Breaking that kiss, she practically melted into his embrace as she sighed softly. Eyes closed, her breath coming in soft gasps, she let him stroke and caress her beautiful body as much as he wanted. Of course, on the flipside of the coin, Billy was a little heated-up himself. He'd spent months getting little or nothing from the wives. Then said wives had been in-and-out of town, trying to run their kingdoms on semi-autopilot. And then he'd been cooped up in Lina's truck with Lina and Olesia for days on end. It wasn't exactly like he didn't notice Olesia. It was impossible to un-see those titties. More than once he'd thought about taking his chances with a burnt-up dick. He wanted pussy. He'd just been unwilling to do damage to his life to get it.
Now, as he faced the prospect of getting his dick wet, it was an effort not to just throw her down and do the deed. That was another lesson from his dad. If you were going to fuck up and get naked with one of these birds, it was best to do a good job at it so they didn't want to cut your balls off afterwards. Spinning Hamest around, the young hero slid his arms around her waist, easing his right hand into her abbreviated panties, where he began to tease her horny snatch. At the same time, he lipped and sucked on her neck, as if he intended to give her a hickey. With his left hand, he continued to caress and stroke Hamest's perky titties. They had a little sag to them, but he would almost have called them perfect.
The lizard-girl herself was in heaven. She'd sat in her bath for an hour at a time day-dreaming of this and playing with herself. There had been moments where she'd been angry at Finn for just running off on her. He'd gotten her hot enough to all but beg. And then he blipped back out of her kingdom as if the whole thing never happened! Later on, she'd come to realize a little of what he'd realized then. He was too young to be a daddy, and she'd been playing with fire herself. Unfortunately, nothing quite seemed the same after that. Finn seemed almost to have become afraid of establishing a relationship, and the distance only grew as he got older.
Billy picked the lizard girl up, knowing how girls liked that. Carrying her across the room, he juggled her there a moment as he fumbled open the door to her bedchamber. Slipping inside, he found himself in an almost unbearably warm space that seemed to have been heated up to stifling temperatures. Lizard, Bill, he reminded himself. She liked it warm. Approaching the bed, the big man lay the horny princess in it and then turned to the job of getting out of all the gear he'd come packed with. While Hamest watched and played with herself, licking her lips with that long, black tongue of hers, the warrior-wizard shed his jacket, the heavy armor plates it concealed, a trove of knives, a small pistol that Cherry had given him, and a heavy broadsword. Only then did he join his companion on the bed.
Untieing the g-string, he snatched it off her slim hips and tossed it aside. As the princess squealed, he dove in, getting to grips with her snatch. "B-B-Billy," she howled! A corner of his mind feared the consequences of doing too good a job. It was every kind of crazy, but he was afraid she'd get hooked on him like she'd gotten hooked on his dad before. Life had been so much more simple before his dad went and saved the world.
"I... I need you," she whined, as her hips wriggled under his touch. "I... Stop doing that and... get up here..." Her wish was his command. Apparently, she was looking for more than a little oral action. Climbing up over her, the big man fished out his fat pecker. Pressing the thick tip against her opening, the hung hero shoved it in. Her hips jumped, and her fingers clawed bits of meat out of his arms, as he belatedly realized two things. One, Hamest apparently had been a virgin. And two, she had fucking claws in the tips of her fingers.
Thinking fast, the young hero pinned the cougar's hands up against the headboard. He was already bleeding all over the place, and he couldn't help thinking that maybe his dad had gotten a gander at those claws and decided 'no thanks'. Billy's mom and grandmom were known to claw the shit out of him as it was, and Billy knew that the Lamprey Princess had left his dad with nasty, venom-filled gashes all over his back.
As Hamest wailed and squealed, the big man plugged her insistently. Driving deeper and deeper, he held those hands high over her head, while she went ape beneath him. Taking one for the team had never quite felt this good before. The hard moral core of him knew he shouldn't be enjoying this, but he couldn't really help it. How often did you bang a virgin? Skin changing colors almost continually, Hamest wrapped her long, lean legs around him, her thighs pulling on his hips insistently. "Billllyyyy," she wailed! "Ooooooaaaaa!" He could feel her getting off, and that set him off too. Throwing his head back, he shouted a hearty, "fuck yeah!" as he shot his wad.
Climbing off the nasty cougar, he lay down at her side and pulled her to him. "I'm going to keep those guys away from you," he whispered. "Get some sleep. I'll send somebody up when I'm ready to talk." She didn't really want him to go. At the same time, she needed him to put some kind of defense together. With a heavy sigh, she said, "I'll see you tomorrow." "Yeah," he said. "Tomorrow morning."
Climbing back into his clothes, Billy left the older woman sleeping in her bed. Stepping out in the hall, he came face to face with Olesia. Billy's face went red-hot. He hadn't even thought about where she was or what she might have heard. As if she hadn't heard him banging the Lizard Princess, Olesia Okonski stepped forward, carrying her wrap, as she said, "I did what I could to soothe her feelings. I guess we can get to work now." That helped Billy not at all, and his blush went deeper if anything. Turning away, the plush princess went striding up the hall towards the entry, big butt wiggling back and forth rhythmically with every step she took. It helped not at all that Billy still would have risked burning his pecker for a piece of that.
Finn is working hard to catch the Bandit Princess, as Gemma baits a trap for the Huntress. And Billy learns to stop worrying and love Cougar Pussy.