<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/EdgeH2oWonder/9f6bbffc-0fb6-49f4-b73c-9c91cd8f7e3a_zpsk6z7aetq.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><strong></strong><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Vendi</span></span><br/>Fighter/Ranger, 12 HP, AC 18, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1617438).<br/><em>The flirtatious beauty known for bankrolling adventures, but only if she gets to come! <br/>Ignore the gossip surrounding the </em>last<em> group of heroes to go on a quest with her - they are greatly exaggerated!</em><br/>Post: 7 IC // 1 smut (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289600.0)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>When Vendi caught Mouser's familiar glance, she very politely excused herself from conversation. That quick look was all it took - she knew exactly what the man wanted, and being the generous benefactor that she was, Vendi was more than happy to oblige.<br/><br/>One of the things the elf loved about Mouser is that he fucked her without remorse. It wasn't desire. It was reckless need and he would not relent with his thrusts until<em>he</em>was satisfied. The man had a streak of savageness that she had only ever seen come out in the bedroom, and it fascinated her that she could still see how he yearned for her underneath it all. Vendi rarely ceded power, but she had proven time and time again that she was willing to do a<em>lot</em>when it came to Mouser. Things that would have shamed and humiliated a lesser woman made Vendi a sloppy sort of wet when it came to Mouser.<br/><br/>It almost made her succumb to his proposals.<br/><br/>When she heard him spit, she felt her clit swell in excitement. No foreplay. No sweet nothings. There was only one thing to do. When his hands grabbed her hips and pulled her back, Vendi took his cock like the slut that she was with a sharp inhale. Obedient. Permissive. Open. He pummeled into her pussy as if he hoped to punish her for rejecting his offer of marriage and it thrilled her. She would never capitulate; she enjoyed the dynamic too much. Without effort, she matched her pace to his.<br/><br/><strong>"You should have gone down for a taste, dear,"</strong>she teased.<strong>"Last night, there was a man with one of the tiniest pricks I have ever seen in my life. I thought it would be a disappointment, but my did he just cum buckets!"</strong>The impact of their bodies was almost painful. Almost. He slammed into her slick hole, rubbing her insides in just the right way to make her grunt in pleasure in the most unladylike way possible. One hand gripped his arm for balance while the other snaked its way behind his neck to grab a handful of hair at the base of his skull.<br/><br/>She took pleasure in telling him of her exploits; though she would never let<em>him</em>know it, they had been fewer and further between since their on-again, off-again dalliance had began. Sure, it may have been comparable to taking a handful of water out of a lake and claiming that the water level had lowered, but it was still something noticeable by Vendi if not by others.<br/><br/><strong>"A river of white, sticky mess ran down my legs. You would have been impressed."</strong>She began to pant like the bitch that she could be as his impressive member filled her completely, repeatedly, and aggressively.