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"What's wrong, scared I'll bite?"

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𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢 (18+)
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❝ . . . 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. ❞

Good thing she is cuddly then, beyond that barbarian rage.

Her study is time consuming.

But maybe you could distract?

🖼 - ❤️ - 🔄

And Misha is happy to provide, she takes out a glass pouring wine into it for Elise then gets herself a mug of mead as she sits down with her wife.

"Ah finally, time to just sit down with my wifey and enjoy each other.."

𝔅𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔲𝔫𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱

Misha's shaft springs up some pre-cum drips from the tip now looking down at Marie, she wouldn't mind such a public showing if it meant being pleasure by a beauty.

"Don't mind at all, go ahead enjoy what's between my legs and you'll get the drink you've been wanting all night.~"

Misha moves a hand up lining her self up before sliding that cock deep inside her soaked pussy with a groan, then holds onto Fire's hips as she starts getting a rhythm going with quick and rough thrusts. The room already filling with such fitful sounds, as Misha gives her a night to remember.

“Every path to power has its restrictions and costs, but i’ll turn them all to my advantage and walk my own path.”

"Misha will be sure to leave you satisfied, don't you worry."

She then leaned up kissing those sweet lips, tongue diving into her mouth tasting around and laying her claim. Moving herself between those legs after spreading them, hardened member brushing against Fire's thigh.

Misha offers a smile in return as she looks over Quinn, finding them rather attractive and pretty for sure. Tonight should be entertaining for the both of them in many ways

"Oh very pretty, Misha feels lucky to have such company.'

Just one then, she has also missed intimate time with her wifey. So she's not too worried about alcohol, more so just enjoying herself with Elise.

Misha felt a shiver go down her spine, it's not gonna take long before that bulge pops out from those furs if Marie keeps up with those touches.

"I'll have some mead then, thank you.~"

Her eyes couldn't help but wander up and down the woman, finding her attractive and pretty.

Misha got onto the bed crawling over Fire as she leans down kissing along her neck, being careful not to graze the skin too much with those tusks. Large hands exploring around the woman's body, gently palming at a breast.

Misha's body is barely covered by fur and small amounts of leather, scars and abs fully exposed as she makes her way into the tavern. Ready to share such a night with Quinn.

"Oh I'm not worried, if anything the bed just may break~" Misha winks as she carries Fire off to a rented room within the tavern. Setting her down upon the bed, making sure the doors closed as Misha starts to undress exposing more of that muscular scarred body.

" Misha won't say no to drinks and—providing such a drink to a beautiful woman like you. '

A redness dusts her pale face at such a touch, though she doesn't mind at all. The bulge hiding beneath that fur is easy to see, it throbs from her hand pressing against it.

3. Actually very loving and caring if get past her intimidating looks.

2. She sometimes speaks in the third person

I'm sure all sorts of choices will be made that night, she knows of a decent Tavern often goes to that they can enjoy.

Pretty company and booze, couldn't ask for a better evening.

Misha takes a long swig from her tankard, some of flowing down her chin until there's none left. Then places it down as a smirk grows on her face, scooping up the woman into those strong arms gently.

"Shall we then?.."

Misha wouldn't mind sharing drinks with Quinn, she'll even pay for her. They'll have a great time together.

"Heh maybe not everyone thinks like you, they see tall scary orc. Though if you keep up such words towards me, perhaps my bed won't be—empty tonight.~"

Why Misha is a wandering warrior, helping where she can. Get paid, booze and then pretty women.

Gay thoughts are all that fill misha's mind.

"Though I think I'll be keeping your fires stoked."

"I—wouldn't mind having a bed arranged..."

Misha feels those lips against the base of her ribcage, that soft hand moving further up her own thigh. The previous shyness gives way to something more, placing a large hand against Fire's hip, leaning in to whisper into her ear.

"I'm Misha Killgore, Misha will do just fine, nice to meet you Sam."

Misha can see Sam's wandering eyes making her muscles involuntarily flex, looking over the woman before her slowly calming down from her initial shyness.