She was mouthy. Something she didn't bother showing in public, it seemed. But it mattered little to Cromir. The moment the last bit of his armor had hit the floor, Cromir chose to answer her in the best way he knew how for broads like her. Once he had straightened up properly, his right hand reached out. With the distinct sound of flesh echoing in the cave, the back of Cromir's hand crashed against her face with heavy force. A slap and backhand wouldn't leave a bruise, and even if it did, Cromir didn't quite mind something so temporary. The force of the hit send Faryn reeling back, twisting and falling on to the bed of furs face first. It was just how Cromir wanted her. Taking another step forward, his shirt was finally pulled over his head and discarded near the bed.<br/><br/>The brute knelt down on the furs behind Faryn, left arm reaching out and wrapping around her waist once more. This time, however, it was to force her onto her knees. Her ass was on display for him now, instead of the perky breasts before. His arm snaked out from around her, but that same hand gripped hard on her hip.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">" 'Sonly rape if you fight back,"</span>Cromir said darkly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"This is just breaking in a new cocksleeve." </span>A harsh slap against her ass punctuated the sentence. There was a part of him that wanted to go immediately, just ravage her completely without any preamble. But he had never had an elf before, personally preferring to just take his share of the few slaves they collected to sell when the chance arose. So instead, Cromir chose to do something else. The sound of him spitting could be heard, and, after a moment, his free hand found itself between Faryn's legs, fumbling about and spreading his saliva along her folds before a finger pushed it's way in, carrying a bit more of the impromptu lube inside of his prize.<br/><br/>Cromir continued to root around Faryn for a time, more to just see what kind of reaction she would give instead of actually trying to please her. His 'investigation' gave him the impression that he would fit, and once he grew bored of using his fingers to play within her, Cromir began to move. His hand left her and found it's way to the strings of his pants, hastily pulling at the strings and loosening the waistband enough. His member had been ready since that possibly imagined challenged and sprung forward from it's prison once it was able. Cromir spit into his hand once more and gave himself a few quick strokes to ensure that he wouldn't be the one with problems over what came next. Pulling on Faryn, bringing her closer to him, Cromir grabbed hold of his cock, moving it into position. For a moment, his cock slid past another hole and the thought was momentarily entertained in Cromir's mind. But, it was shaken off for the time being once his head finally reached her folds. And then he shoved himself forward, pulling Faryn's hips back to meet it as he buried himself within her.