Intense Negotiations.
Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 5:11 am
'Perfect! The perfect spot. Ample space, plenty of traffic, and best of all....good shade!' Lance's head turned towards the tall tree behind him, standing up at just the right angle for its branches and leaves to shade the exact spot he had claimed. Perfect place for his business or not, this town still could get almost unbearable in terms of heat. He turned back to the blanket spread out before him, heavily laden with his trinkets and knickknacks he'd collected, just for getting them sold here. His emptied pack lay at his side, crumpled and positioned just right to let him relax on it and keep his feet from getting tired. Merchant life may be tough, but no reason a person couldn't at least attempt to make themselves more comfortable in their situations.
The bazaar was already in full swing, people of all kinds milling about beneath the sun, enjoying the sights, smells, sounds...and most importantly, the purchases...the marketplace had to offer. Being the southernmost city in the continent, plenty of potential customers with varying tastes presented themselves: vacationers, explorers and adventurers, honeymooners, the natives enjoying the tourism and the ilk it brought forth....Lance could already hear the jingle of coins being placed in his pouches, even though he had only just set up shop. After the distraction that put him behind schedule, he was just thankful his most desired spot was still available when he finally arrived...
Shaking himself slightly, he banished the thoughts of the pair of creatures that accosted him the previous day, and focused on other matters. Namely, the pair of young lovers who were passing by, enjoying the rays of the sun beating down on them. Putting on his most charismatic of smiles, Lance was ready to commit to the salesman's specialty: bartering and trading. Within a few minutes of wheeling and dealing, the couple walked away with one silver good luck charm, and now Lance's pockets were three pieces of silver heavier.
"Today is going to be a good day!" Lance spoke to himself, as a man of well-structured form closed in and eyes a jewel-encrusted dish that lay in the forefront of his display. Time for another smile, and another session of clever marketing...
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Hours passed, and as the sun began to set, coloring the tone of the land redder and darker with each passing minute (and having shifted Lance's precious shade away, though thankfully with the trade-off of lower temperature), only a handful of prospective customers were still milling about, and with much lessened interest in the wares that still remained. Half of Lance's supplies had already been sold; in exchange, a multitude of coins lined his pockets, and a few new trinkets from foreign refugees were added to his inventory, to be pawned off elsewhere for a good price. Of course, ever the salesman, Lance wouldn't let the veil of charisma and confidence waver until the last customer had vanished and retired to their home, and even then, the process would resume first thing in the morning.
For now, Lance would concentrate on the shadow he saw approaching his stand, looking up from making a quick giddy counting of the coins in his collection, plastering a big grin on his face, smarmy as anyone would expect a salesman of his caliber to be. "Welcome, welcome! What can I interest you in, my good..." he glanced upward to ascertain the gender of his current mark. "...lady?" he finished. The lady in question was a short-of-stature little woman, standing about a head lower in height than he would standing up, and appearing somewhere in her mid-teens, if Lance had to hazard a guess. Her tan-colored hair was kept short, twisting in small, symmetrical braids on either side of her face, stopping just short of her shoulders. Her frame was dainty, befitting such a youthful looking lass, but standing at odds with the size of the backpack she seemed to be hoisting along her back with little discomfort. It was the first thing that caught Lance's curiosity, given his own difficulty lugging his pack on its heavier days, and that pack looked only slightly smaller, and no less full.
The other thing that struck his curiosity and suspicion was the features of her face. While the vibrant green eyes were nothing out of the ordinary, the glint in them and the curve of her smile were. Lance knew that smile all too well--every salesperson worth their salt did--as it was the look of someone who had found a perfect mark for their own schemes and nefarious purposes. Nevertheless, unless actively agitated, it was poor form for a merchant to lose his cool, so the amiable smile remained on Lance's face. As did the lady's as she bent over, snatching a small purple orb from his display. "Ooh, a most discerning eye, you have, my good lady." Lance said, eying it as she rotated it within his fingers. "Within that solid metal orb lies the rare crystalline substance from beyond the seas, said to brighten the dreams of all who possess it, chasing away all nightmares!"
The woman listened to his description of the item, turning it in her small, delicate fingers, before making a small noise of amusement. "Really now? Seems more like a trinket you can find in the northern locales, with a nice coat of paint to fool others." she said, letting the object go airborne, Lance scrambling to catch it. OK, so this customer had a discerning eye...or more likely, new the tricks of the trade. That suspicion seemed to be confirmed for Lance once the woman knelt down, face directly across from him, separated by the cloth spread out before him, and pointed to his wares, grinning an almost toothy grin. "On the level, 'my good man,' from one person of business to another, how many of your wares actually are what you tell people they are?" she asked, brazenly questioning his honesty.
Another merchant or no, Lance didn't appreciate being slighted. "Hmph. I'll have you know that I manage by this world of thieves and liars and opportunists with an eighty percent honesty rating!" he said, voice low, though no less proud of his accomplishment. It was true, though, in this world of business, one had to stretch the truth as much as they could get away with.
The girl's response was to laugh, a low, wry chuckle that set more of Lance's suspicions going. "Eighty percent, huh? No wonder you were so anxious to get here. A pity about nearly missing day one because of a little detour, huh? Or maybe two detours?" she said, gazing at him, directly in his eyes.
"How did you--?" Lance spoke without thinking, realizing that he had just confessed to being the person in question who this woman must have seen. His sudden stop in speaking only served to make the woman laugh again.
"How do you think?" she said, before pointing at her face. Lance stared for a moment, before the faintest shimmer in the air appeared, causing the transparent, wavy image of two rounded animal ears to appear attached to the girl's head, before all was as it was mere seconds ago again, including the mischievous grin this girl possessed. "Remember where those two said they got that little trinket?" she continued, reaching back into a pocket on her pack, and pulling out a vial of pink, bubbling liquid, streaks of gray running through it. The sight of the vial made Lance shudder unconsciously, remembering the insanity it put him through. This just seemed to amuse the monster--a Danuki, if Lance's memory of his previous encounter, and researched monster lore, wasn't faulty--even more, as she stowed the item back with a smirk. "Well, I took back proper compensation from them after somebody left them too tired to resist." she said, emphasizing the supposedly anonymous benefactor in her life. "Unfortunately, it seems that what they gave me wasn't quite enough, so I've come to collect the rest from the other party involved." she said.
So that was it. Lance wasn't really sure how to react, being accosted by an inhuman creature in disguise, and being shaken down for payment on something that left his hips sore for the rest of the previous day. Not to mention he wasn't an entirely willing participant in that little escapade. Raising an eyebrow in interest, he fielded the obvious question, the same type of question he asked that pair of Goblin-kind before. "Suppose I were to refuse on that regard?"
In response, the Danuki in disguise initially said nothing, merely reached down and picked up a silver cup that sat amongst his wares, twirling it in her hand. "Well, I could always call you out as a fraud to the populace. Sales would plummet, I'm sure. Or maybe I could accuse you of swiping my wares. After all, compared to a slick-talking man and a petite young woman trying to get by, who's more likely to be believed~" she said, a teasing tone in her voice towards the end.
Lance scoffed in irritation. Yet another monster that had him at a crossroads that left him in uncomfortable positions no matter which road her turned down. Reluctantly, he fished out his coin pocket, and made to open it up, when a dainty hand grabbed his and held him still. With her free hand, the Danuki waved a finger, as if scolding a child. "None of that, now. I'm not interested in your money. At least, not after what I saw yesterday, I'm not~" That grin again. Lance resisted the painfully strong urge to roll his eyes, but stowed his coin satchel away, inwardly grateful.
"I take it you're after the same thing the Goblins got?"
"As perceptive as an eighty-percent-honest salesman should be!" she said, obviously poking fun. Strangely, Lance felt more like making a wry smile at that than bristling in irritation. "Shall we retire this stand until the morning sun, then?"
Glancing in the direction of the sunset, which was indeed about to end and give way to night completely, Lance assented with a nod, the Danuki moving away to allow him to relocate his trinkets back into his pack, rolling the blanket they were spread upon up and placing it into the same storage unit, before hoisting it to his back. "Let's." he said simply, turning towards the tree he had set up nearby, and aiming for a small grove of lesser trees further beyond. While not much, it should provide enough privacy for this transaction, of sorts. The Danuki followed shortly behind, confidence and a touch of eagerness in each step, without seeming as childish as her height or form might make one assume. 'Monsters truly are a wily bunch, aren't they?' Lance thought wryly, pushing some branches away as they dove into the grove, aiming for a decently clear spot within. Thankfully they were in luck this time, finding a small, circular open area with enough visibility so that they weren't completely fumbling in the dark.
Almost as if in answer to that silent issue, a dim, pink-colored glow filtered through the area, and Lance turned to see the Danuki hanging a pink sphere on one of the lower branches, the orb emitting the light that illuminated and colored their area. "A little lighting to set the mood, hmm~?" she said mischievously, immediately approaching him after she was sure it was properly fashioned to the tree. Figuring he had little more time left for any preparation, Lance let hit pack do, propping it up against another tree, turning just in time for the monster girl to get up close to him, pressing against him, her face buried in his chest, a tiny tingling sensation through his clothes as he felt her inhaling deeply. "Mmm~....time to extract my payment...perhaps with a little interest!" she said, and with a shimmer of the air in just the right spots, her inhuman features came to the forefront; rounded ears and a large fluffy tail, the fur matching the same shade of tan as her hair. Her eyes glinted mischievously up at him as he examined these new additions to her form, but the show didn't last long before he felt a tug at his clothes.
Taking the hint, he pushed her away to gain some distance, and slowly removed his clothes. For the second time in two days, his garments were discarded unceremoniously to the ground, leaving his lanky form exposed once again. Unlike the hormonally-agitated moment from the previous day, he wasn't immediately springing to life, but even without that, the glint in the Danuki's eyes let him know that he soon would be. Once again, she shortened the gap between the pair of them, her delicate, small hand cupping beneath him, stroking from the base of the two orbs beneath his organ, and sliding smoothly upward, an involuntary shiver striking Lance at the sensation of her touch. One stroke across him while flaccid, and he was already having blood rush to the attended part of his body. As his manhood grew, so too did the girl's smile, until she was practically grinning with all her teeth as his full size came into view. And throughout the entire process, her soft fingers would slide from the base to the tip, swirling a finger around the mushroom-shaped head once he was able to fight gravity's pull solely through the power of arousal. "Heheh....even better looking up close. Yes, I can definitely find good compensation out of this~" she said, looking back up to him and giving him a wink, before she slowly sank to her knees, at eye level with his engorged offering. "Let's begin a little extraction...or should that be extortion~?" she joked, leaning forward and giving the tip a kiss.
Her lips were even softer than her fingers, and sent a spark of pleasure jolting through Lance from the point of origin and up his spin. His fingers flexed on reflex from the sudden feeling, and a sharp breath escaped him when the kiss was followed up by the flick of her tongue's tip, just against the little opening, the girl finishing this with a slide of her tongue from one side of her mouth to the other, savoring the moment. "Mmm...not only does it look and smell good, but the taste isn't bad, either~" she complimented, sinking her head down once again, starting with a kiss, and continuing further, subjecting Lance to the warmth her mouth had to offer, as half his manhood was taken within, suction applied and tightening the grip she possessed, already a comfortably close fit within. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she slowly sank deeper, sucking harder as she receded. His fingers flexed again in response to her ministrations, another shiver passing through his body and a moan escaping his lips, as her hands added to the equation, one wrapping around the non-sucked areas of his member, stroking it smoothly, while the other caressed just below, the pair of objects slowly producing the payment she was after.
Her lips popped off of his member, with a literal soft popping noise, as she stroked up and down, smirking as she made his organ more slick, spreading her saliva about with her hands, adding a wet stimulation on top of the softness of her fingers. Like anyone would be, Lance was transfixed on her visage, and she smiled back, that same confident expression on her face as she held him, enraptured by her touch and abilities. Letting one hand retreat from his loins, she fell forward again, a low, throaty moan being muffled as his dick was once again inserted into her mouth, the vibrations tingling him from the tip down. Her oral embrace went even deeper than before, and as she bobbed with a quicker rhythm than before, and her free hand sank to her body, sliding across her meager chest area, pinching where a small nub was visible through the cloth clinging to her torso. Little time was spent there, however, as the hand went further downward, sliding smoothly from the top of the junction of her thighs and further beyond, her own stimulation causing more moans to come from her throat, vibrating Lance's cock and stimulating it further. Lance's groans were increasing in volume; he was dangerously close to the finish. Glancing up while still tending to the both of them, it was clear with the look in her eyes that this was exactly what she wanted. Lance's body heated up, his breath coming out in short pants, as he felt the flow occur, his member twitching in the Danuki's mouth just before the burst, streaks and shots of his liquid lust launching from him straight into her mouth, which didn't remove itself from its current location, latched onto the jerking organ, until the final throes of orgasm, where her joyous, open-mouthed form caught the last few volleys on her face, droplets oozing away to drip onto her clothes. She spent a second showing off the amount of liquid offered to her mouth, before closing and taking the cum down her throat in two large gulps, showing off her open, empty mouth afterwards with a small chuckle.
She licked her lips immediately afterward, scooping up remains from her face to suck off her finger. "Mmm....so thick and bitter....Why, I think you've paid off half of your debt already with such a quality offering!" she said, flicking her tongue against her finger to clean it of a dollop of white cream, smirking up at him. Without another word spoken between them, she got back to her feet, and dispensed with everything she had with her, first dropping her pack and sliding it aside, before her clothes followed suit, crumpling to the ground. Her body looked just as delicate as her hands, with the same pale, creamy complexion, soft, barely-budding mounds making up her chest, and, just barely visible from the angle, a pair of nether lips that seemed to be leaving stains of arousal on her discarded panties, as well as the inside of her thighs. With another trademark smirk, she sauntered over to him, her tail brushing against the outside of her legs with the momentum of each sway of her hips, as she let a hand touch his bare chest, before applying pressure and sending him to the ground. "Now, allow me to get the rest of my payment out of you!" she said, grinning and following his descent quickly, both hands now at his chest, her loins situated right below his, the wetness and warmth of her lower lips rubbing against the base of his shaft, the sensitivity of his post-orgasm state making the sensation feel like an intense, pinpointed burning as her pussy kissed his cock. Her tail swung side to side, brushing and tickling his legs, as her rounded ears twitched in anticipation.
No longer could either of them wait. The Danuki lifted herself up, reaching downward with one hand to align his organ, standing tall and proud and ready for a second round, at just the right angle, slowly lowering herself. He felt a drip of liquid arousal scald his tip before he felt the kiss of her loins, a twitch going through the Danuki as her eyes narrowed in pleasure already, a soft exhale escaping her, just before she sank downward. The Danuki bit her lip as she let out a muffled cry of pleasure from being filled up with his manhood, but Lance's reaction wasn't quite as stifled, a drawn out grunt of pleasure. His dick was squeezed so tightly, her mouth could never compare, no matter how good it was. Even the memory of the Goblins paled just slightly to the grip of her tight inner walls, her soft, aroused breathing causing the tightness of her walls to fluctuate, squeezing him differently with each passing second. "Ungh...kuh..." he groaned out.
The Danuki chuckled in response. "See, isn't it nice to pay what you owe? Let's see how many payments I can get before empty your account~" Lance chuckled weakly in response; somehow, these metaphors added to the experience, in some oddly kinky way. But the wordplay would have to wait for another time, as sentences failed him when the monster used his chest as her leverage, pushing down against his chest firmly to push herself up, her vaginal walls squeezing him tighter as she rose, all but refusing to let go once at the very tip, before she would sink back downward with a pleased sigh, the extreme tightness lessening to merely excessive tightness. Her hips slid and grinded against his loins as she bottomed out, smearing her hot arousal all around his crotch area, oozing down him whenever she rose up, before coating him again with pussy juice with each descent. "Ah....ooh....mmph...." Even with the pink-tinted area they were in, the flush on the Danuki's face was clearly evident, as was the pleasure she felt from being stretched and pierced, rubbed inside her sensitive areas with each movement. Soft sighs and yelps of pleasure would escape her each time she fell, and moans of delight whenever her movements pushed against that one perfect spot.
While she started out slow, it was obvious that she was not in the mood for a perpetually slow bout, raising a hand to one of her hardened nubs, pinching it and causing her to sharply intake breath while biting her lip. This added touch of pleasure almost acted like a switch; what started as slow, methodical slides began to change, into sharp downward slams, no longer taking sweet, tortuous hesitations whenever she pulled as far upward as possible. No longer was she able to hold back her moans of pleasure, either. Which each increase of speed and force, so too did the volume and lengths of her cries increase, now finally matching that of Lance's as her veil of confidence and cunning melted beneath the heat of lust. "Yes....yes....! More....I want....I need....more...!" she groaned out, her hips thrusting downward with each syllable uttered. Lance, responding as best he could, finally participated himself, hands clasping against her pert bottom, nearly all of the flesh contained in his grip, causing the monster mounting him to yelp in surprise and pleasure, as he now matched her own force; her downward thrusts met his upward thrusts, and he could feel himself plunging deeper into her than she could ever hope to attain alone, smooth slickness of her insides giving way to the roughness of the deepest depths within, adding more stimulation to an already overly large pile of feelings.
Words no longer mattered, only actions, and Lance was giving the monster exactly what she wanted, vigorously, the wet slaps of their loins slamming against each other heightening their arousal with another sense tended to in the throes of passion. Gritting his teeth, Lance could feel the second wave coming. He sat up, one fluid movement bringing him face to face with the girl, and after a split second of almost surprised staring at each other, their lips were against the other's, their tongues exploring the heat and taste of each other's saliva, as their hips continued to thrust and buck, rutting and determined to drive themselves to the apex of pleasure. Small shudders ran through the lady's body, fingers twitching as they gripped tightly onto Lance's shoulders. Lance could read the signs, and was inwardly grateful; he couldn't last much longer to drive her to this point, and put on a final spurt to make sure it took. He didn't release her mouth from his grip, either, even when her body stiffened and she was nearly screaming into his mouth, her lower half locking in place, tightening like a vice, and forcing her depths to accept what came immediately afterward: an explosive eruption of white liquid, only slightly less thick than the last, as her inner walls were coated white and marked completely by his semen, until the lower hole was so filled that only his manhood's current presence within kept it from leaking out.
Breathing heavily, Lance could barely keep himself upright, falling back onto the ground, finally releasing her from his kiss as he tried to regain his energy. The later hour, as well as the extreme exertion from their act, was taking its toll. Lance's eyelids began to feel heavy, and before he left the realm of consciousness, he heard her voice, just above the haze...
"Paid back...in full...~"
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The sound of songbirds and the feeling of light on his eyelids was what finally rustled Lance from his sleep, prompting a tired groan from the merchant as he raised himself from the ground, brushing the grass from his clothes and hair in irritation. It took him several sleepy moments before he realized that he was clothed again, when he definitely went to sleep while disrobed. A moment of confusion later, he heard a rustling from nearby, turning his head to see the Danuki from last night, also clothed once again, and back in human guise, rummaging through his collection of trinkets and wares.
"Hey!" he said, less intimidating than he would have hoped, his voice still not quite as effective as it should have been, given the early hour. Still, it got her attention, prompting her to shove the items back into his pack and march over to him with the same smile as she had the previous day. Offering him a hand without saying anything, he begrudgingly accepted the gesture, still brushing himself off.
Before he was able to accost her for snooping, she interjected. "You have quite the selection of items, you know. A good salesman, and a good bedmate....I think you're worth more than I gave you credit~" she said playfully, handing him his pack, her own already attached to her. Slightly cowed by her statement, Lance simply took the pack with a nod, and made to exit the grotto, though his attempts to leave the Danuki behind failed as she followed him silently.
"I gave you what you wanted. Any 'payment' I owe you is all taken care of, isn't it?" he asked simply, shielding his eyes a little as the grotto of trees gave way to open space once more, the nearby sounds of activity already started in the bazaar helping him to wake up.
No sooner had he stepped out, any retort from the monster-in-disguise was cut short by the sound of a gruff voice calling out in Lance's direction. The pair turned to see the muscular man from the previous day marching towards Lance, anger and brutish intent clear in his stance. "This dish you sold me ain't what you said it was! One of them there jewels already done popped out, and the old lady chewed me out for buying cheap crap! I hope you still got my money in there, 'cause I'm gonna make you pay, one way or another!" he bellowed, as soon as he was in earshot.
This was exactly what Lance needed after all this, to deal with a rowdy, disgruntled customer and have to smooth-talk his way out of monetary losses--or physical pain--on the fly. Again, his attempts at making a statement in his defense were cut short by the young lady, who stepped between them with an innocent, almost reverent smile on her face.
"Terribly sorry, sir!" she said, voice dripping with honey-like sweetness. "I'm afraid my partner's got a terrible memory, and always forgets to consult me on our stock's quality! How about this, then? We have a surplus of a special little item here, that I guarantee will make you and your wife forget all the problems this whole dish matter caused~" she said, immediately reaching for her sack of items, and pulling out a large, round-bottom vial of blue liquid, swirls of pink mixed within. She uncorked it for a moment, letting the fumes waft beneath the brute's nose. Previously red-faced, irritated, and looking ready to smack the vial from her hand, the smell of the liquid immediately seemed to cow him, his piercing gaze dulling a little as he took another, less accidental sniff.
"Uhh....what's the sweet stuff you got there, little missy?" he asked, all traces of aggression gone from his voice.
The Danuki let out an innocent giggle. "It's a trade secret, sir, but it's an import from overseas, perfect for couples who need a little spark. A sniff is good, but if you and your lovely wife each take a sip, just a tiny little drink....well, you'll have a healthy, exciting life for years to come!" she said, taking one of the man's beefy hands and slipping the re-corked vial into it, patting it shut to ensure a firm grip. "Absolutely free, to make up for that grievous mistake, sir, and my humble apologies once again!" she said with a bow.
Confused and likely addled by whatever she gave him, the man simply nodded in agreement, turning and immediately dashing off with the vial in hand. A few seconds passed, and as Lance continued to stare in bewilderment at the situation, the Danuki girl turned to him, and the grin plastered on her face leaded smugness and victory from every pore. "...You were saying something about owing me...~?" she said, eyes alight.
Lance blinked, realizing the situation he had inadvertently gotten into yet again. In the profession of opportunists, wheelers and dealers, he'd clearly just seen a masterful set of techniques in action. Again suppressing an urge to roll his eyes, he instead let out a small noise of dry amusement, smiling in her direction, a gesture of resignation, not of defeat. He shrugged his shoulder in the direction of the bazaar as he turned once more. The Danuki followed suit, and as the two walked, he turned his head to face her. "Can I at least know the name of the person I'm in debt to?"
"Niki."
"Lance. Come on, Niki, let's go set up our wares."
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(Yes, somehow I thought up a sequel already. Go figure.
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The bazaar was already in full swing, people of all kinds milling about beneath the sun, enjoying the sights, smells, sounds...and most importantly, the purchases...the marketplace had to offer. Being the southernmost city in the continent, plenty of potential customers with varying tastes presented themselves: vacationers, explorers and adventurers, honeymooners, the natives enjoying the tourism and the ilk it brought forth....Lance could already hear the jingle of coins being placed in his pouches, even though he had only just set up shop. After the distraction that put him behind schedule, he was just thankful his most desired spot was still available when he finally arrived...
Shaking himself slightly, he banished the thoughts of the pair of creatures that accosted him the previous day, and focused on other matters. Namely, the pair of young lovers who were passing by, enjoying the rays of the sun beating down on them. Putting on his most charismatic of smiles, Lance was ready to commit to the salesman's specialty: bartering and trading. Within a few minutes of wheeling and dealing, the couple walked away with one silver good luck charm, and now Lance's pockets were three pieces of silver heavier.
"Today is going to be a good day!" Lance spoke to himself, as a man of well-structured form closed in and eyes a jewel-encrusted dish that lay in the forefront of his display. Time for another smile, and another session of clever marketing...
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Hours passed, and as the sun began to set, coloring the tone of the land redder and darker with each passing minute (and having shifted Lance's precious shade away, though thankfully with the trade-off of lower temperature), only a handful of prospective customers were still milling about, and with much lessened interest in the wares that still remained. Half of Lance's supplies had already been sold; in exchange, a multitude of coins lined his pockets, and a few new trinkets from foreign refugees were added to his inventory, to be pawned off elsewhere for a good price. Of course, ever the salesman, Lance wouldn't let the veil of charisma and confidence waver until the last customer had vanished and retired to their home, and even then, the process would resume first thing in the morning.
For now, Lance would concentrate on the shadow he saw approaching his stand, looking up from making a quick giddy counting of the coins in his collection, plastering a big grin on his face, smarmy as anyone would expect a salesman of his caliber to be. "Welcome, welcome! What can I interest you in, my good..." he glanced upward to ascertain the gender of his current mark. "...lady?" he finished. The lady in question was a short-of-stature little woman, standing about a head lower in height than he would standing up, and appearing somewhere in her mid-teens, if Lance had to hazard a guess. Her tan-colored hair was kept short, twisting in small, symmetrical braids on either side of her face, stopping just short of her shoulders. Her frame was dainty, befitting such a youthful looking lass, but standing at odds with the size of the backpack she seemed to be hoisting along her back with little discomfort. It was the first thing that caught Lance's curiosity, given his own difficulty lugging his pack on its heavier days, and that pack looked only slightly smaller, and no less full.
The other thing that struck his curiosity and suspicion was the features of her face. While the vibrant green eyes were nothing out of the ordinary, the glint in them and the curve of her smile were. Lance knew that smile all too well--every salesperson worth their salt did--as it was the look of someone who had found a perfect mark for their own schemes and nefarious purposes. Nevertheless, unless actively agitated, it was poor form for a merchant to lose his cool, so the amiable smile remained on Lance's face. As did the lady's as she bent over, snatching a small purple orb from his display. "Ooh, a most discerning eye, you have, my good lady." Lance said, eying it as she rotated it within his fingers. "Within that solid metal orb lies the rare crystalline substance from beyond the seas, said to brighten the dreams of all who possess it, chasing away all nightmares!"
The woman listened to his description of the item, turning it in her small, delicate fingers, before making a small noise of amusement. "Really now? Seems more like a trinket you can find in the northern locales, with a nice coat of paint to fool others." she said, letting the object go airborne, Lance scrambling to catch it. OK, so this customer had a discerning eye...or more likely, new the tricks of the trade. That suspicion seemed to be confirmed for Lance once the woman knelt down, face directly across from him, separated by the cloth spread out before him, and pointed to his wares, grinning an almost toothy grin. "On the level, 'my good man,' from one person of business to another, how many of your wares actually are what you tell people they are?" she asked, brazenly questioning his honesty.
Another merchant or no, Lance didn't appreciate being slighted. "Hmph. I'll have you know that I manage by this world of thieves and liars and opportunists with an eighty percent honesty rating!" he said, voice low, though no less proud of his accomplishment. It was true, though, in this world of business, one had to stretch the truth as much as they could get away with.
The girl's response was to laugh, a low, wry chuckle that set more of Lance's suspicions going. "Eighty percent, huh? No wonder you were so anxious to get here. A pity about nearly missing day one because of a little detour, huh? Or maybe two detours?" she said, gazing at him, directly in his eyes.
"How did you--?" Lance spoke without thinking, realizing that he had just confessed to being the person in question who this woman must have seen. His sudden stop in speaking only served to make the woman laugh again.
"How do you think?" she said, before pointing at her face. Lance stared for a moment, before the faintest shimmer in the air appeared, causing the transparent, wavy image of two rounded animal ears to appear attached to the girl's head, before all was as it was mere seconds ago again, including the mischievous grin this girl possessed. "Remember where those two said they got that little trinket?" she continued, reaching back into a pocket on her pack, and pulling out a vial of pink, bubbling liquid, streaks of gray running through it. The sight of the vial made Lance shudder unconsciously, remembering the insanity it put him through. This just seemed to amuse the monster--a Danuki, if Lance's memory of his previous encounter, and researched monster lore, wasn't faulty--even more, as she stowed the item back with a smirk. "Well, I took back proper compensation from them after somebody left them too tired to resist." she said, emphasizing the supposedly anonymous benefactor in her life. "Unfortunately, it seems that what they gave me wasn't quite enough, so I've come to collect the rest from the other party involved." she said.
So that was it. Lance wasn't really sure how to react, being accosted by an inhuman creature in disguise, and being shaken down for payment on something that left his hips sore for the rest of the previous day. Not to mention he wasn't an entirely willing participant in that little escapade. Raising an eyebrow in interest, he fielded the obvious question, the same type of question he asked that pair of Goblin-kind before. "Suppose I were to refuse on that regard?"
In response, the Danuki in disguise initially said nothing, merely reached down and picked up a silver cup that sat amongst his wares, twirling it in her hand. "Well, I could always call you out as a fraud to the populace. Sales would plummet, I'm sure. Or maybe I could accuse you of swiping my wares. After all, compared to a slick-talking man and a petite young woman trying to get by, who's more likely to be believed~" she said, a teasing tone in her voice towards the end.
Lance scoffed in irritation. Yet another monster that had him at a crossroads that left him in uncomfortable positions no matter which road her turned down. Reluctantly, he fished out his coin pocket, and made to open it up, when a dainty hand grabbed his and held him still. With her free hand, the Danuki waved a finger, as if scolding a child. "None of that, now. I'm not interested in your money. At least, not after what I saw yesterday, I'm not~" That grin again. Lance resisted the painfully strong urge to roll his eyes, but stowed his coin satchel away, inwardly grateful.
"I take it you're after the same thing the Goblins got?"
"As perceptive as an eighty-percent-honest salesman should be!" she said, obviously poking fun. Strangely, Lance felt more like making a wry smile at that than bristling in irritation. "Shall we retire this stand until the morning sun, then?"
Glancing in the direction of the sunset, which was indeed about to end and give way to night completely, Lance assented with a nod, the Danuki moving away to allow him to relocate his trinkets back into his pack, rolling the blanket they were spread upon up and placing it into the same storage unit, before hoisting it to his back. "Let's." he said simply, turning towards the tree he had set up nearby, and aiming for a small grove of lesser trees further beyond. While not much, it should provide enough privacy for this transaction, of sorts. The Danuki followed shortly behind, confidence and a touch of eagerness in each step, without seeming as childish as her height or form might make one assume. 'Monsters truly are a wily bunch, aren't they?' Lance thought wryly, pushing some branches away as they dove into the grove, aiming for a decently clear spot within. Thankfully they were in luck this time, finding a small, circular open area with enough visibility so that they weren't completely fumbling in the dark.
Almost as if in answer to that silent issue, a dim, pink-colored glow filtered through the area, and Lance turned to see the Danuki hanging a pink sphere on one of the lower branches, the orb emitting the light that illuminated and colored their area. "A little lighting to set the mood, hmm~?" she said mischievously, immediately approaching him after she was sure it was properly fashioned to the tree. Figuring he had little more time left for any preparation, Lance let hit pack do, propping it up against another tree, turning just in time for the monster girl to get up close to him, pressing against him, her face buried in his chest, a tiny tingling sensation through his clothes as he felt her inhaling deeply. "Mmm~....time to extract my payment...perhaps with a little interest!" she said, and with a shimmer of the air in just the right spots, her inhuman features came to the forefront; rounded ears and a large fluffy tail, the fur matching the same shade of tan as her hair. Her eyes glinted mischievously up at him as he examined these new additions to her form, but the show didn't last long before he felt a tug at his clothes.
Taking the hint, he pushed her away to gain some distance, and slowly removed his clothes. For the second time in two days, his garments were discarded unceremoniously to the ground, leaving his lanky form exposed once again. Unlike the hormonally-agitated moment from the previous day, he wasn't immediately springing to life, but even without that, the glint in the Danuki's eyes let him know that he soon would be. Once again, she shortened the gap between the pair of them, her delicate, small hand cupping beneath him, stroking from the base of the two orbs beneath his organ, and sliding smoothly upward, an involuntary shiver striking Lance at the sensation of her touch. One stroke across him while flaccid, and he was already having blood rush to the attended part of his body. As his manhood grew, so too did the girl's smile, until she was practically grinning with all her teeth as his full size came into view. And throughout the entire process, her soft fingers would slide from the base to the tip, swirling a finger around the mushroom-shaped head once he was able to fight gravity's pull solely through the power of arousal. "Heheh....even better looking up close. Yes, I can definitely find good compensation out of this~" she said, looking back up to him and giving him a wink, before she slowly sank to her knees, at eye level with his engorged offering. "Let's begin a little extraction...or should that be extortion~?" she joked, leaning forward and giving the tip a kiss.
Her lips were even softer than her fingers, and sent a spark of pleasure jolting through Lance from the point of origin and up his spin. His fingers flexed on reflex from the sudden feeling, and a sharp breath escaped him when the kiss was followed up by the flick of her tongue's tip, just against the little opening, the girl finishing this with a slide of her tongue from one side of her mouth to the other, savoring the moment. "Mmm...not only does it look and smell good, but the taste isn't bad, either~" she complimented, sinking her head down once again, starting with a kiss, and continuing further, subjecting Lance to the warmth her mouth had to offer, as half his manhood was taken within, suction applied and tightening the grip she possessed, already a comfortably close fit within. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she slowly sank deeper, sucking harder as she receded. His fingers flexed again in response to her ministrations, another shiver passing through his body and a moan escaping his lips, as her hands added to the equation, one wrapping around the non-sucked areas of his member, stroking it smoothly, while the other caressed just below, the pair of objects slowly producing the payment she was after.
Her lips popped off of his member, with a literal soft popping noise, as she stroked up and down, smirking as she made his organ more slick, spreading her saliva about with her hands, adding a wet stimulation on top of the softness of her fingers. Like anyone would be, Lance was transfixed on her visage, and she smiled back, that same confident expression on her face as she held him, enraptured by her touch and abilities. Letting one hand retreat from his loins, she fell forward again, a low, throaty moan being muffled as his dick was once again inserted into her mouth, the vibrations tingling him from the tip down. Her oral embrace went even deeper than before, and as she bobbed with a quicker rhythm than before, and her free hand sank to her body, sliding across her meager chest area, pinching where a small nub was visible through the cloth clinging to her torso. Little time was spent there, however, as the hand went further downward, sliding smoothly from the top of the junction of her thighs and further beyond, her own stimulation causing more moans to come from her throat, vibrating Lance's cock and stimulating it further. Lance's groans were increasing in volume; he was dangerously close to the finish. Glancing up while still tending to the both of them, it was clear with the look in her eyes that this was exactly what she wanted. Lance's body heated up, his breath coming out in short pants, as he felt the flow occur, his member twitching in the Danuki's mouth just before the burst, streaks and shots of his liquid lust launching from him straight into her mouth, which didn't remove itself from its current location, latched onto the jerking organ, until the final throes of orgasm, where her joyous, open-mouthed form caught the last few volleys on her face, droplets oozing away to drip onto her clothes. She spent a second showing off the amount of liquid offered to her mouth, before closing and taking the cum down her throat in two large gulps, showing off her open, empty mouth afterwards with a small chuckle.
She licked her lips immediately afterward, scooping up remains from her face to suck off her finger. "Mmm....so thick and bitter....Why, I think you've paid off half of your debt already with such a quality offering!" she said, flicking her tongue against her finger to clean it of a dollop of white cream, smirking up at him. Without another word spoken between them, she got back to her feet, and dispensed with everything she had with her, first dropping her pack and sliding it aside, before her clothes followed suit, crumpling to the ground. Her body looked just as delicate as her hands, with the same pale, creamy complexion, soft, barely-budding mounds making up her chest, and, just barely visible from the angle, a pair of nether lips that seemed to be leaving stains of arousal on her discarded panties, as well as the inside of her thighs. With another trademark smirk, she sauntered over to him, her tail brushing against the outside of her legs with the momentum of each sway of her hips, as she let a hand touch his bare chest, before applying pressure and sending him to the ground. "Now, allow me to get the rest of my payment out of you!" she said, grinning and following his descent quickly, both hands now at his chest, her loins situated right below his, the wetness and warmth of her lower lips rubbing against the base of his shaft, the sensitivity of his post-orgasm state making the sensation feel like an intense, pinpointed burning as her pussy kissed his cock. Her tail swung side to side, brushing and tickling his legs, as her rounded ears twitched in anticipation.
No longer could either of them wait. The Danuki lifted herself up, reaching downward with one hand to align his organ, standing tall and proud and ready for a second round, at just the right angle, slowly lowering herself. He felt a drip of liquid arousal scald his tip before he felt the kiss of her loins, a twitch going through the Danuki as her eyes narrowed in pleasure already, a soft exhale escaping her, just before she sank downward. The Danuki bit her lip as she let out a muffled cry of pleasure from being filled up with his manhood, but Lance's reaction wasn't quite as stifled, a drawn out grunt of pleasure. His dick was squeezed so tightly, her mouth could never compare, no matter how good it was. Even the memory of the Goblins paled just slightly to the grip of her tight inner walls, her soft, aroused breathing causing the tightness of her walls to fluctuate, squeezing him differently with each passing second. "Ungh...kuh..." he groaned out.
The Danuki chuckled in response. "See, isn't it nice to pay what you owe? Let's see how many payments I can get before empty your account~" Lance chuckled weakly in response; somehow, these metaphors added to the experience, in some oddly kinky way. But the wordplay would have to wait for another time, as sentences failed him when the monster used his chest as her leverage, pushing down against his chest firmly to push herself up, her vaginal walls squeezing him tighter as she rose, all but refusing to let go once at the very tip, before she would sink back downward with a pleased sigh, the extreme tightness lessening to merely excessive tightness. Her hips slid and grinded against his loins as she bottomed out, smearing her hot arousal all around his crotch area, oozing down him whenever she rose up, before coating him again with pussy juice with each descent. "Ah....ooh....mmph...." Even with the pink-tinted area they were in, the flush on the Danuki's face was clearly evident, as was the pleasure she felt from being stretched and pierced, rubbed inside her sensitive areas with each movement. Soft sighs and yelps of pleasure would escape her each time she fell, and moans of delight whenever her movements pushed against that one perfect spot.
While she started out slow, it was obvious that she was not in the mood for a perpetually slow bout, raising a hand to one of her hardened nubs, pinching it and causing her to sharply intake breath while biting her lip. This added touch of pleasure almost acted like a switch; what started as slow, methodical slides began to change, into sharp downward slams, no longer taking sweet, tortuous hesitations whenever she pulled as far upward as possible. No longer was she able to hold back her moans of pleasure, either. Which each increase of speed and force, so too did the volume and lengths of her cries increase, now finally matching that of Lance's as her veil of confidence and cunning melted beneath the heat of lust. "Yes....yes....! More....I want....I need....more...!" she groaned out, her hips thrusting downward with each syllable uttered. Lance, responding as best he could, finally participated himself, hands clasping against her pert bottom, nearly all of the flesh contained in his grip, causing the monster mounting him to yelp in surprise and pleasure, as he now matched her own force; her downward thrusts met his upward thrusts, and he could feel himself plunging deeper into her than she could ever hope to attain alone, smooth slickness of her insides giving way to the roughness of the deepest depths within, adding more stimulation to an already overly large pile of feelings.
Words no longer mattered, only actions, and Lance was giving the monster exactly what she wanted, vigorously, the wet slaps of their loins slamming against each other heightening their arousal with another sense tended to in the throes of passion. Gritting his teeth, Lance could feel the second wave coming. He sat up, one fluid movement bringing him face to face with the girl, and after a split second of almost surprised staring at each other, their lips were against the other's, their tongues exploring the heat and taste of each other's saliva, as their hips continued to thrust and buck, rutting and determined to drive themselves to the apex of pleasure. Small shudders ran through the lady's body, fingers twitching as they gripped tightly onto Lance's shoulders. Lance could read the signs, and was inwardly grateful; he couldn't last much longer to drive her to this point, and put on a final spurt to make sure it took. He didn't release her mouth from his grip, either, even when her body stiffened and she was nearly screaming into his mouth, her lower half locking in place, tightening like a vice, and forcing her depths to accept what came immediately afterward: an explosive eruption of white liquid, only slightly less thick than the last, as her inner walls were coated white and marked completely by his semen, until the lower hole was so filled that only his manhood's current presence within kept it from leaking out.
Breathing heavily, Lance could barely keep himself upright, falling back onto the ground, finally releasing her from his kiss as he tried to regain his energy. The later hour, as well as the extreme exertion from their act, was taking its toll. Lance's eyelids began to feel heavy, and before he left the realm of consciousness, he heard her voice, just above the haze...
"Paid back...in full...~"
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The sound of songbirds and the feeling of light on his eyelids was what finally rustled Lance from his sleep, prompting a tired groan from the merchant as he raised himself from the ground, brushing the grass from his clothes and hair in irritation. It took him several sleepy moments before he realized that he was clothed again, when he definitely went to sleep while disrobed. A moment of confusion later, he heard a rustling from nearby, turning his head to see the Danuki from last night, also clothed once again, and back in human guise, rummaging through his collection of trinkets and wares.
"Hey!" he said, less intimidating than he would have hoped, his voice still not quite as effective as it should have been, given the early hour. Still, it got her attention, prompting her to shove the items back into his pack and march over to him with the same smile as she had the previous day. Offering him a hand without saying anything, he begrudgingly accepted the gesture, still brushing himself off.
Before he was able to accost her for snooping, she interjected. "You have quite the selection of items, you know. A good salesman, and a good bedmate....I think you're worth more than I gave you credit~" she said playfully, handing him his pack, her own already attached to her. Slightly cowed by her statement, Lance simply took the pack with a nod, and made to exit the grotto, though his attempts to leave the Danuki behind failed as she followed him silently.
"I gave you what you wanted. Any 'payment' I owe you is all taken care of, isn't it?" he asked simply, shielding his eyes a little as the grotto of trees gave way to open space once more, the nearby sounds of activity already started in the bazaar helping him to wake up.
No sooner had he stepped out, any retort from the monster-in-disguise was cut short by the sound of a gruff voice calling out in Lance's direction. The pair turned to see the muscular man from the previous day marching towards Lance, anger and brutish intent clear in his stance. "This dish you sold me ain't what you said it was! One of them there jewels already done popped out, and the old lady chewed me out for buying cheap crap! I hope you still got my money in there, 'cause I'm gonna make you pay, one way or another!" he bellowed, as soon as he was in earshot.
This was exactly what Lance needed after all this, to deal with a rowdy, disgruntled customer and have to smooth-talk his way out of monetary losses--or physical pain--on the fly. Again, his attempts at making a statement in his defense were cut short by the young lady, who stepped between them with an innocent, almost reverent smile on her face.
"Terribly sorry, sir!" she said, voice dripping with honey-like sweetness. "I'm afraid my partner's got a terrible memory, and always forgets to consult me on our stock's quality! How about this, then? We have a surplus of a special little item here, that I guarantee will make you and your wife forget all the problems this whole dish matter caused~" she said, immediately reaching for her sack of items, and pulling out a large, round-bottom vial of blue liquid, swirls of pink mixed within. She uncorked it for a moment, letting the fumes waft beneath the brute's nose. Previously red-faced, irritated, and looking ready to smack the vial from her hand, the smell of the liquid immediately seemed to cow him, his piercing gaze dulling a little as he took another, less accidental sniff.
"Uhh....what's the sweet stuff you got there, little missy?" he asked, all traces of aggression gone from his voice.
The Danuki let out an innocent giggle. "It's a trade secret, sir, but it's an import from overseas, perfect for couples who need a little spark. A sniff is good, but if you and your lovely wife each take a sip, just a tiny little drink....well, you'll have a healthy, exciting life for years to come!" she said, taking one of the man's beefy hands and slipping the re-corked vial into it, patting it shut to ensure a firm grip. "Absolutely free, to make up for that grievous mistake, sir, and my humble apologies once again!" she said with a bow.
Confused and likely addled by whatever she gave him, the man simply nodded in agreement, turning and immediately dashing off with the vial in hand. A few seconds passed, and as Lance continued to stare in bewilderment at the situation, the Danuki girl turned to him, and the grin plastered on her face leaded smugness and victory from every pore. "...You were saying something about owing me...~?" she said, eyes alight.
Lance blinked, realizing the situation he had inadvertently gotten into yet again. In the profession of opportunists, wheelers and dealers, he'd clearly just seen a masterful set of techniques in action. Again suppressing an urge to roll his eyes, he instead let out a small noise of dry amusement, smiling in her direction, a gesture of resignation, not of defeat. He shrugged his shoulder in the direction of the bazaar as he turned once more. The Danuki followed suit, and as the two walked, he turned his head to face her. "Can I at least know the name of the person I'm in debt to?"
"Niki."
"Lance. Come on, Niki, let's go set up our wares."
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(Yes, somehow I thought up a sequel already. Go figure.
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