For the moment, he seemed content to fill her with his hand, rather than his cock, though even that took some getting used to. The sensations he was coaxing out of her were unlike anything she had ever known before, and as enthralling as it was, the sheer newness of it all brought with it no small amount of intimidation. She knew how to conduct herself as a Hunter, how to maintain the steely, unflappable poise and discipline the order was famed for. But as simply herself, as a woman, a sexual being? She hadn’t the faintest idea. Generally, she never liked to be ignorant of something, always seeking to broaden her knowledge of the world and her competence on the field, but this kind of sensuality and connection with both her own body and that of another wasn’t something she was sure she’d be able to master.<br/><br/>Fortunately, Aloric seemed far more seasoned in the art of lovemaking than she, and she allowed him to take the lead while she focused on trying to make sense of it all. She stifled another whimper as he withdrew his finger, leaving her nether empty and wanting once more. She felt a brief rise of frustration as his ministrations ceased, but then he bid her follow him out of the lake, guiding her forward with a gentle grip on her arm. Liirah acquiesced to his words with a shaky nod, accompanying the orc as they left the water for the shoreline. Rivulets of water ran off their bodies as they left the pool, and her eyes again strayed down to his cock, jutting and engorged. The memory of it was still fresh on her fingertips, and she almost felt compelled to touch it once more. After how Aloric’s touch had made her feel, she found herself wanting to return the favor somehow, to be more than just a passive body in the midst of all this.<br/><br/>Her heart jumped in her chest as he moved to position her in front of him, hands a gentle but pressing weight on her shoulders as he bid her to kneel. The anxiety of inexperience returned, as did deep-rooted Hunter’s instincts urging her not to prostrate herself before one as potentially-dangerous as an orc, but that conditioning was steadily becoming easier to suppress as a different part of her psyche took hold, one that rarely had an opportunity to do so. “I can’t believe I’m doing this...” she murmured quietly, more to herself than to him, as she conceded, settling onto her knees. The ground underfoot was damp and soft, though not uncomfortably cold or muckish. She let him manipulate her slender form as he wished, pushing her forward onto hands and knees, leaving the supple curve of her arse in plain view before him as she glanced back nervously. Had she put off a bit more confidence, the position might have almost been beckoning him forward to take what he wished. He seemed approving of what he saw nevertheless, though his next question perplexed her until she realized that he was considering the same factor she had just been worrying about. It was unexpected thoughtfulness given the circumstances, but something she was grateful for all the same.<br/><br/>Trying to think straight for a moment before she fell back into the torrent of raw sensation and emotion, she mentally counted back, until she arrived at an approximate answer. Before she could respond, however, she felt him pressing against her once more, a moment later drawing another moan out of her as he slipped his fingers in once more. She shivered, her chest dropping to press to the ground as her fingers dug into the soil. It wasn’t necessarily painful, but it was more than she was used to, and his caresses had left her sensitive enough that  every new touch stole her breath away. “About two weeks, I think,” she responded weakly, starting to pant slightly as he continued to thrust and withdraw his digits.<br/><br/>As wonderful as that felt, she knew she was one moment of weakness away from doing something she may very well come to regret. “I shouldn’t risk it...” she added, hoping he wouldn’t take offense or perceive her to be insinuating that he wouldn’t be a good sire. A child would likely have put an end to her career before it could even properly begin, to say nothing of what others would think of her allowing an orc to bed her. As intent on this as he had been so far, and the way his cock was throbbing hotly against her leg, part of her worried that he might try to do so anyway, though she doubted he would be so callous after everything. If allowing him to do such a thing was off the table, that still left her puzzled as to why they had assumed such a position, though she would have little time to ponder it. Liirah’s cheeks reddened as she finally noticed their audience and his apparent interest in the display. He was younger and slimmer, though no less formidable in physique than Aloric. She stole a nervous glance towards him, then back to her current partner, wondering if he had taken notice of him as well...Oh gods, what if he wanted to join in? She had barely gotten used to one man’s attentions, she wasn’t sure how they expected her to manage two.