Brath and Yadriss were at Zedik's side, peeling off his leathers from top to bottom. They took their time about it, hands "accidentally" straying over his well-chiseled body. Getting impatient Sef pushed him backwards by the time the women had managed to tug his pants down to his knees, knocking him backwards onto the bedpile.<br/><br/>"Eyes on me," Sef whispered to him as she crawled on top of him, one hand cupping his chin stopping him from turning his head to the side. Her other hand reached behind her until she grasped his throbbing length. At his hardness she gave him a hungry smile and pushed her perfectly smooth crotch forward over his face.  On either side of him, the other two women knelt straddling his hands, keeping his arms spreadeagled with their weight.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Luepel led Noel close outside the underground village, through a cave system overgrown with mushrooms. Here and there patches of fungi had been clearly harvested. Suddenly Luepel held her arm out stopping Noel. She pointed out an almost invisible tripwire strung low just before a ripe cluster of mushrooms, holding back a clever little snare made of a spring and a spike of a type of metal Noel had not seen before. "Check traps," Luepel hissed, pointing to the trap, her eyes, and back to the trap again.