"You sure you don't any reward for this? I mean, seriously, you basically saved our village..." "Please, its fine...I'll go back to the tavern for tonight."
Syrenne parts with mayor of the village. The place seemed more like a full town, though. Entering the tavern, the place was bustling with people, mostly the hunters taking a break and flirting with the waitresses.
Some of them noticed her, then signalled the barkeep, a well-developed woman who seemed to know how to deal with any kind of person. "Hey, you the one they keep yappin' about being some hunting goddess?" "Wha..goddess? I think that's going a bit too far.."
"Oi, why don't you come hang with us?" One man called out, then another hit his shoulder. "Pfft, like she'd even talk to us, let alone your sorry ass!" Syrenne turns back towards the barkeep, the latter shaking her head. "Don't worry about 'em, my girls are keeping them company, but I feel like I'm rewarding the wrong people. Here, take a seat, lemme treat to whatever you like, on the house. It's too bad I don't have any cute boys to keep you company.."
Syrenne sits at the bar, thanking her for the generosity. "That's fine, its not really my line of interest right now anyway. The boys I mean. As for a drink...surprise me. I'd like a few rounds of hard liquor.."
Smirking, the barkeep starts mixing various drinks for Syrenne, setting up a line glasses, some looking fancy, others just plain shots. "Try whatcha like, oh goddess. Be thankful, not just anyone can get their hands on some of this stuff." "Oh, I'll enjoy it all, you'll see."
An hour later, Syrenne looks away from her drinks towards a corner part of the place with a large couch, somewhat private and secluded. "...that's an area we keep just for the girls. Can't just have men hog them all away from each other. Go ahead, join 'em before you drink me outta business...or wait, there's just one there...oh well" The barkeep goes back to doing other work, leaving Syrenne alone. She slowly gets up, face flushed and drunk and walks over, grabbing a pint of beer from a passing waitresses platter.
A single girl was sitting there, shying away from the rest of the tavern. Syrenne smiles, then suddenly sits right beside her, startling her a bit. "H-hya? Uh, h-hi..?" She had silky black hair and the ears of a cat, somewhat uncommon in the town. Her face was flushed, similar to Syrenne's. "Ah, w-wait, where are my manners? Miss goddess..." "Oh, please, just call me Syrenne~ We're all here for some fun, not 'manners' miss cute kitty cat~" She pats the girl's head, making her blush from the physical contact. "Ah...please, call me Elena instead of...t-the other thing..."
Syrenne laughs, hugging her face to her well-developped chest. "Ahaha!~ you make me want to hug you tight, Elena...oh wait, I already am, silly me~ hey, should we get closer..?" Syrenne suddenly picks her up and sets her down on her lap, wrapping her arm around her waist. "K-kyaa!? S-syrenne...i-isn't this a bit...t-too close..?" Elena says, but Syrenne just smiles and purrs a bit, nuzzling her face into her shoulder. She peeks into the cat-girl's shirt, ears twitching at Elena's cheek as she sees her plumpness. Her second hand comes to lay on her thigh, and by then, their tails were swishing side-to-side.
"S-Syrenne...i-i don't know if i'm worthy of your...a-attention, but-kyah!?" She shields the cat-ear that Syrenne had just bitten painfully. "W-why..?" "I've marked you as mine~ I'd love to be...even closer, if you don't mind...~" She grabs the girl's chin, making them face each other closely, breathing alcoholic breaths, and then suddenly kisses her. Softly at first, but it quickly intensifies as Syrennes' hands explore and caress Elena's skin. "Mmh...mmmmh!~ hmmmgh!~" She shies away from her hands, but she starts purring as well, giving up in escaping Syrenne's mouth.
"Mmmh~ has anyone ever told you how delicious you taste?~" "t-t-taste!? I, no, but-h-nyaah!~" The huntress slipped her hand under her shirt and squeezed her breast firmly. "N-nyuu!~ S-stop, not here..." "Shh~ its fine, no one can see us from this position...but if you're too loud..." Syrenne squeezes again, groping her ass with her other hand as well and licking her neck. "N-nyaaah!~ b-but...nyuu..~ I-I can't...Syrenne..your hands...feel so hot..~" She starts panting a bit, responding very well to Syrenne's teasing. She loved to treat women like this and show them how to feel nice without a man. When she was drunk, she loved to go even farther, with more of a feral desire to dominate them sexually.
Syrenne could clearly smell Elena's arousal. "Nnnngh...hah...nya...hauu..nnnn..S-Syrenne...m-my body...nyaah...hah..~" Hearing her words, she slides her hand in her pants, slips under Elena's panties and suddenly slips her middle finger in her hot, wet pussy. "N-nyaaaammgh!?" She grips Syrenne's arm as the lynx-girl mutes her partner's sudden yelp with a kiss, massaging her breast all the while. The girl was tearing up, moaning in her mouth while her most private place was being fingered. Syrenne could feel Elena shiver and tremble as she rubbed her inner walls.
She could tell she was a virgin, and this must've been the first time she was ever touched. That made her happy, as if she found a fresh and unknown hunting ground. She fingers her faster and deeper, rubbing the g-spot generously. Elena couldn't understand what was happening, the huntress' finger making pleasure blossom in ways she could never imagine. "N-nyaahah...nya..hah...nya..!~ Syrenne...!~ Something...something's coming..!~ nya!~ nyaah!~" She moves her hips unconsciously, purring loudly and grabbing onto Syrenne tightly. She bites into her shoulder to muffle her voice.
"Hehe, try not to scream too loud~" Syrenne whispers to her, and then pushes a second finger in, thrusting in and out faster and harder. "Hnnnngg!~ hnnn...nnn...nnn..!~" Elena digs her teeth in her shoulder, tasting blood as Syrenne thoroughly stirs her pussy. Her mind was blank. She'd only just met this woman, found out she was an amazing huntress, now that same woman was touching her in ways she never did herself. She was on the edge, soaring towards the apex of pleasure. "Hnnnnngg!~ nnn...nnnn!?~" Syrenne gently pinches her clit.
"NYAAAAHH!~"
Elena trembles, holding Syrenne tightly and crying a bit. Hearing her scream, a few girls walk towards them, including a few waitresses. "Uh...is Elena okay?" One asks, blushing, not really able to see where Syrenne's hand was, though one was just holding her steady. Elena moans slightly, and then Syrenne's hand reappears from under her, glistening and wet. As the others watched, she sensually licks her fingers clean, wide-eyed blushing girls looking on.
"Oh? Did you all want to join in as well?~ sorry, but I think she'll be out for a bit, so maybe some other time..?" They hurry away, whispering to each other. "She's serious..? ...make me scream like that?...shh..she'll hunt you too..." She smiles, petting Elena.
There was another reason she couldn't let the others join in, and she was glad that Elena was in this position. Another part of her was on fire, but as always, she held in her raging desires. No one could know her real, hidden needs, so she pretends to be satisfied with simply pleasuring another.
She slowly calms her energy, then lays Elena on the couch, asking another girl to make sure she gets home safe. Syrenne comes back to the bar, the barkeep looking at her quizzically. "So, you hunt maidens as well as monsters? Not that I mind, though I'd rather you keep it a little...quieter. The men already left, thinking they walked into a lesbian bar." The lynx-girl laughs, smiling. "Don't want to convert? I'd spend my nights and coin here often. You aren't a bad looker either, you know? I wouldn't mind a nightly visit from you tonight...if you'll have me, of course." She places a gold coin on the counter, and the other woman takes it. "I'll think about it. I highly doubt those hands of yours can reach as deep as I'd like, though. Take the room upstairs in the far back."
She lays back on the double bed, stark naked. Her boiling energy comes back as she thinks about Elena, thinking about how good her insides would feel if-.
"Forget it, Syrenne...just sleep..."