Gerald strode into the Repository with grace. With Fitz following closely behind him.
The Repository was the place where the Adventurer's Guild was. Several men and women stared at him walk in with mean faces but then the crowd brightened up.
"Hey Ger, I heard you found the abomination that was taking our women…"
"Was it a Heatghost? Those things are perverts…"
He answered with a smile, "It was just a Coalmantis. Not a huge threat but the illusions will deceive most people. Not me though… I sliced him up real good."
That earned him cheers and laughter from the drunks. More men waved and greeted him, and more women flirted with him.
One even tried to steal a kiss, but he dodged it with his quick reflexes since you never know where those lips had been. Even if he had stolen the relic of the goddess of protection to not catch any diseases or get anyone pregnant which it's active, he still felt like he had some dignity. That is, if he had any left after the scores of women he had when he turned nineteen.
"Good times… He whispered as he walked to the receptionist.
A massive breasted blonde elf with green eyes and pink lips looked at him with a smile clearly designed to make clients like him feel welcomed. She requested for his badge and confirmation of kill.
"It's in the back, Marie. Killian already confirmed it and here's the slip."
"Okay, Mr Gerald, Mr Fitz, please wait while we process your payment," she said as she walked through the curtain which led to the back.
Fitz made sure she was gone before saying what was on his mind. "Do you know if Marie's got a man?"
"Don't go after Marie or you will be hunted down by every man in this room, remember?" Gerald retorted, shaking his head as if he had said the most absurd thing ever.
"I know. I know. I'm just saying… She has needs… and I might decide to retire this business of fucking humanoids one day,"
Gerald faced him and raised an eyebrow at that statement.
"You quit? Even I haven't quit and I'm older than you," he said.
"By five years."
"Exactly, you are just twenty-four. Live a little"
Marie came back with the gold in a bag and gave it to Gerald. He smiled and winked at her. "Thanks, sweetheart."
Fitz waved at her, but she just nodded with a smile and went back to sorting papers.
Gerald chuckled at that awkward moment and wondered how Fitz got women with that attitude. He turned around and froze.
Standing right in front of him was Holly Winters in all her glory, she stood in the bustling guild hall, a striking figure amidst the din of adventurers. Her long, fiery red hair cascaded over the shoulders of her fitted forest-green tunic, which was cinched at the waist with a broad leather belt holding an array of pouches and a sturdy quiver. Her black boots emphasizing the athletic grace of her frame.
As Gerald's eyes met her unwavering stare, her crimson lips set in a firm line, arms folded across her chest. A faint sheen of sweat on her brow suggested she'd just returned from a venture, yet her posture radiated an unyielding confidence.
"Hey Gerald, I heard you got the kill of the week."
His face transformed into a stoic, brooding one. Clearly feeling animosity or rivalry. The room went quiet as he stared at her intently.
"Don't look at me like that. I didn't break half of the Vampire's wall, you did. Now you gotta pay up for the damages you caused to our kingdom," she stated smiling.
How had she known he was getting paid? Sure, he had caused a lot of destruction while visiting the Vampire kingdom on the orders of the Archon, but he saw nothing wrong with breaking a few walls while fighting a cataclysmic battle with the King of Demons who sought to take over the undead bloodsuckers.
"As a matter of fact, they should be thanking me for protecting them… Didn't they come crying for help in our lands," he stated.
Her luscious red lips parted as she spoke with a seductive grin that will bring most men to their knees.
"Yes, but you didn't need to unleash the power of the Queen of Dragons," she paused, walked up to him one step at a time as she spoke, "One day, you'll actually tell me how you got that power… Instead of the usual excuse."
The corner of his lips curled up to a smile. "I never lied. I pinned her down to her throne, gripped her wings and pumped her full…"
Fitz cut him off, completing the sentence in a mocking tone, "…full of my thick load. Then afterwards, she gave you a bit of her essence covered with her juices which you use for contingencies."
Gerald gave him a weird look that turned into a scowl. That was enough for Fitz to realise he wasn't invited to this conversation, so he just greeted Holly and walked off to get a drink.
Holly looked at him with a seductive smirk, "Even he knows you're full of shit. Don't worry, your debt is almost complete." She went to the closest table, took off her bow and sat on a chair. Then, with her index finger, she gestured him to come over.
He obeyed without saying a word and sat opposite her. His eyes wandered to her cleavage clearly imagining what face she would make if he tore it open and took her right there. He cleared his throat when he saw her frown. She seemed to have caught him.
"You know, Your brother seems to think your job as the town's treasurer is very silly. You're an adventurer. Aren't you doing it for the money?" he asked.
"Well, being a treasurer pays… I get closer to the nobles of the kingdom and maybe one day… I'll marry a noble's son and won't have to risk my life doing crazy shit like fighting next to you when that switch in your head goes off and you let that battle-crazed maniac loose."
He frowned, displeased by her judgement, "Maniac? What maniac?"
She rolled her eyes and ordered drinks before she collected the payment. They chatted about things like the contest or old battle stories before she left.
He sat there, cheeks flushed. He turned around and stared at the receptionist table for a moment before standing up to take his leave. He needed a break, maybe some rest.
*
The moonlight shone on the roof of the Town's school for future knights. The shadow of the stone balustrade did nothing to cover up the naked woman with massive breasts who laid down on some clothes naked. It was Marie.
She was trying her best not to moan too loud just in case anyone was present at the school. Of course, the school was also owned by the guild, and she had the keys to get inside which was why she was spread open on the roof of the tall building, taking in the view of the quiet town.
A man laid down beside her, his fingers were encircling her clitoris, like it was looking for something, teasing her. She moaned in frustration, "Please Mister Gerald, stick those rough fingers in me. I want to feel them." Her voice was light, and her eyes were almost tearing up.
She wanted to push his hands inside her but the last time she tried to, he flicked her bean, causing her to wince in both pain and pleasure that she came almost immediately after. It was only him. Gerald was the only man who could make her cum without doing anything yet.
He was topless because she had ripped his top off while they were rushing up the stairs to the roof. She always thought about what his muscles looked like underneath his clothes and when he approached her and said these exact words "Where can we fuck without being disturbed?"
She had panicked and said something she always thought about repeatedly. The roof of the school. She had blurted an answer out without thinking and now, she is living out the fantasy she had over and over again.
He saw her. Gerald had always known this bitch was a closet pervert. He just decided not to go after her but after that seductress, Holly had gotten him worked up. He couldn't help himself. He wasn't like Fitz who picked up whores. He liked his women pure and with class or either of the two.
Marie seemed to check one of the boxes, so he decided to take her that night. His face was an inch closer to hers, their lips almost touching. He knew she could smell his drunk breath and he saw how crazy her eyes became when he got closer.
"This. This is what I wanted to see. Those fake smiles you give in the Repository vexes me a lot… I want to see the real you," he stopped teasing her and stuck two fingers at once into her pussy.
She bit her lip and her eyes rolled back as she came for the second time in a matter of minutes.
He smiled.
"What's this? Are you so frustrated that your cunt couldn't hold out for just two fingers?"
He brought his wet fingers to her lips and smiled. "Look at what you did, messing my fingers up like a plebian. Clean it up!" he commanded.
She obeyed, immediately licking up his wet fingers with her eyes closed, savouring the taste of her juices. He smiled and pulled his hand out. She was sucking too hard like his fingers were the sweetest thing she had ever tasted.
"You are more of a pervert than I thought."
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for being such a fucking pervert."
He chuckled at that reply. Clearly, she has been wanting someone to do this to her for a while but she guild had labelled her as some kind of Queen. Good thing he had the title of Royal fucker, even if no one believed him. Even if Holly didn't believe him.
He put his hands on her throat, gipping a little too tight, "You know what? I don't really care about your fantasies or apologies. You see, I happen to be in a shitty mood right now and I want to unleash it all on you. You might not survive the night but at least you'll help me get my head on straight. You know what happens when I can't get my head on straight…"
She nodded, her face red from lack of oxygen. He had held her too tight. She enjoyed it, she didn't mind at all. A man like this must be pleased or she won't survive the night as he had said.
He let go of her and stood up, then he rested on the barricade while she knelt before him. He raised an eyebrow, and she knew exactly what he wanted. She loosened his belt and unleashed his member.
Her eyes widened in shock at the sight of what could be the biggest cock she had seen in her life. A 12-inch girthy monster was staring at her. She felt like her unused tight cunt wouldn't be able to take it. Not yet at least. She will try, she had no choice.
She tried fit it into her lips, but it barely got through. She had given a blowjob before but how is this so rock hard. It couldn't have been human. She managed to utter under muffled breaths, "It… won't… fit."
That was all Gerald wanted to hear, "Damn straight! Now, you won't die. I promise but you might pass out a little. Don't try to beg. I won't hear you from here on out," he held her head in place and forced his cock in slowly as he spoke, "I'm only having a conversation with… your body."
With that, he forced all 12 inches into her mouth, down her throat. She shivered, fighting the pleasure of the orgasm that almost took her.