<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Kr35QbB.jpg?1)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/H49v8zc.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Sparrow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585650#msg13585650)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>kitty hoodie  (https://i.imgur.com/2pQV6ID.jpg)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP- 20/20    Flow- 3   XP- 6/9  Effects-<br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Sparrow nearly collapses forward on top of Chains as her hips begin to rut against him more eagerly. Her cock was so intimately wedged against him that he could feel the flared ridge of the head graze across his once virgin hole, his underwear's impossibly thin material allowing him to feel it quite vividly despite technically being clothed. In fact it was so paper thin that Chains could likely slide right inside him and the garments would do little else but act as a condom. The thought of it brings a deep crimson to his face. Previously the idea of a cock fucking him would stir up vaguely ominous feelings for the monk, so staunch had he been in preserving his chastity. However now that he knew exactly what it felt like to be penetrated in that tight, aching hole...the thought of recreating his first experience with the dark elf's cock was shamefully appealing. The chains squeezing around his flesh even reminded him somewhat of the tentacles that had so violently stolen his virginity. Chains would feel the boy's hardening arousal pressing against her abs, the motion of her own hips causing it to rub up against her.  He would be too shy to ever ask for it directly, but even right there in the bar, in front of Lampa, their party, and all these strangers, if Chains had simply chosen to take him with her superior elven rod he probably wouldn't have resisted her, and if he did it would have only been a token effort.<br/><br/>"C-Carol!" Sparrow muttered, aghast that she would so brazenly request that Chains fuck him. His face became a crimson mask as his lover not only seemed to lose her normal jealousy in Chains' presence, but seemed eager to see her dominate him. The boy's eyes met with Chains', an embarrassed and timid look in his cerulean orbs, "d-don't mind her. she just, uh, says weird things from time to time..." he stammered meekly, but despite his dismissal there was also something else in his face as well. A flicker of desire, the way he glanced away and gently bit his lip, the way he protested Lampa's suggestion yet only sunk deeper onto the elf's lap, the look of someone who didn't want to look like a slut, but definitely still wanted to be fucked like one.<br/><br/>Hearing the voice call out to them Sparrow nearly jumped right out of his outfit, hopping off of Chains' lap and nearly dragging her over with him by the chains tying them together, ending up in Lampa's lap instead. Blushing furiously and panting softly Sparrow did his best to hastily straighten his clothes before shooting a shy smile up at their guest, though when he realized she was a prostitute he did feel a bit silly making such an effort to be modest, "oh...uh..." he murmured, looking around the table, to Carol still nuzzling and teasing Chains' breasts, to Thog violently bouncing Ana on a molded phallus beneath the table, "...I think we have that covered..." he murmured, figuring the last thing they were in need of at this point was a prostitute. Coin however seemed like a safer bet. Sparrow himself had burned through quite a bit of it in his endeavors with Lampa today, "well what do you need help with? we're adventurers so we should be able to handle whatever's bothering you" he said, granted most of them looked more like tavern whores than fearsome adventurers at that particular moment.