Slave Girl: Executor Darkleer
Slave Girl by The.Burlesque.Mistress.92 (on FF.net)
Darkleer x Reader
NSFW!
After the ship docked you and the other prisoners were taken off the ship and to what looked like a Uhaul for horses! The kind with the slats on the side so the live cargo could breath. Walking out in the open was so awkward for you because every single ‘troll’ you passed was staring at you like you were a freak show. Some pointed and whispered while others just flat out gaped like a school of fish out of water. You sighed and tried your hardest to ignore it. You focused instead on everything around you. And after a time of observing you began to notice a few things, things that were a bit of a trend.
You noticed that trolls who were slaves or workers were made to wear warm colors. Like reds, browns, yellows, and greens. But the ones who were giving the orders wore cool colors like different shades of blue and the occasional teal. You wondered if this was a type of uniform of the classes, like how royalty from your world prized purple or whatever. It certainly would explain things you supposed.
But before you could really think any more on these ‘trolls’ or their odd fixation on fashion you were tugged forward by the captain of the slave trade ship. She’d seen the curious and oddly lustful looks some of the trolls had been giving you. She knew with your exotic and one of a kind looks she’d be able to get a small fortune for you and she didn’t want to risk you getting stolen before she got you sold. That would be very bad for her, as she’d already contacted all the highest bloods and invited them to her next slave auction. Having to tell them you’d been stolen could end up getting her culled.
The slaves were taken to a wide stone building that made you think of a prison. What with its high stone walls and narrow entry gate it could definitely pass for one if needed. But soon you and the slaves were unloaded. But while the trolls were herded to the left, you were dragged to the right by the captain. She grinned at you and you frowned at her pointy teeth. But she paid no mind to your sour attitude and simply tugged you along while happily whistling a tune.
After traveling down a long winding hallway you stopped at a green door. The captain didn’t even knock but instead just barged in and called out to someone named Yaleta. You saw a tall older troll woman in green lipstick walk out with three younger trolls behind her. The captain pushed you forward and said in a superior tone,
"Clean her up and put her in something nice. And make sure whatever it is shows off her strange foreign skin and hair. Those and her plush body will be her selling points." You grimaced at the blue dressed troll and stuck your tongue out at her back as she left the room before turning back to the three female trolls. They were all looking at you in wonder. Like they’d never seen a girl before. But then Yaleta gave you a small smile and waved you forward. You considered just running, but knew there was no way you could escape this prison-like place by yourself.
So with a forlorn sigh you shuffled forward and let the troll women lead you into the back. They stripped you and the eldest gasped and you looked at her curiously. She was staring at your nude form in confusion and you covered yourself in a rare show of shyness.
"What? Just the same things you got no doubt." But the troll woman shook her head and you furrowed your eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean? You’re…you’re a lady right?" You quickly yanked your hoodie up and covered yourself with it. You looked from the different grey faces and said, "Right?" The woman nodded but said, "Yes dear, I am a female. But I see troll females and…whatever you seem to be…your race’s females look different."
You looked at her with a wondering look and ask her to explain. She tells you all that she can while she and the other women bathe and dress you. She tells you troll females have no nipples for one. And your jaw hangs open in shock when she tells you they have ‘bulges’ as well as a ‘nook’. You told them that there were some people from where you come from who have both a ‘nook’ and a ‘bulge’ but it was incredibly rare for it to happen naturally. You all talked some more before the captain came back.
She whistled lewdly at you when she saw you in your small strapless wrap top and tiny slit skirt. Everything was white and showed off as much skin as was tasteful. Which wasn't saying much. They covered your breasts, ass, and front but that was it. She told you to follow her and then told the four troll women to follow behind you so you didn't try and run. You just rolled your eyes and quietly picked up your backpack and slipped it on before following the troll. You were led to a lavishly decorated room that had large throne like seats on one side and a small stage on the other. You gulped and thought as you suddenly felt cold,
'This is it.'
You were put on the stage and commanded not to move before a large curtain was pulled so you could no longer see the other side of the room. You stood there for a couple minutes before you could hear multiple people come in the room before it was quiet again. Then you heard the captain talking excitedly.
"Welcome highbloods~! I have quite the spectacular little treat for you all today. I found a strange female of a different species in the middle of the ocean and blah, blah, blah~" You toned her out and started thinking about everything that had happened.
Without warning the curtain was abruptly pulled aside and you saw a group of trolls sitting in the previously empty chairs. A muscular male and a sinewy female were dressed in different shades of blue and another male was in fuchsia with a cape. A tiny woman with copious amounts of hair and a gold trident was dressed in pink while the last (and largest) was in purple with scary face paint, oddly enough he was toting a large, spiked club that was splattered in what looked like paint. They were all looking at you with smirks on their faces. The blue dressed male not so much though, he actually looked kind of nervous. Which you secretly thought was cute.
But you were torn from your troubling thoughts by a strong and steady male voice. You looked and saw it was the muscular troll in cobalt blue, the one who seemed nervous. His grey skin was tinted blue as he spoke.
"I do not understand why you are so excited for this strange alien. I can tell she is nothing but a lowblood." He said lowblood with particular scorn (though the way he looked at you made you think something else) that you recognized all too well. You remembered hearing the same disdain from the snooty rich people back on Earth, they always thought they were better because they had money and status. You narrowed your eyes at the blue troll and asked, "What is a lowblood?" The pink dressed troll woman cackled and replied with a ghetto accented voice,
"Lowbloods are trolls with blood colors at the lowest rungs of the hemospectrum. We here in this room are the highest bloods. Me being at the top." You were confused as hell and didn't hide it.
"What's a hemospectrum?" The blue female troll rolled her eyes and said, "It's how trolls rank. Pink bloods being at the top and red bloods being at the bottom." You froze and cursed up a storm in your head. 'FUCK! I have red blood! Fuck-fuckity-FUCK! I am so screwed!...' You brought your hand up and ran your fingers through your hair. You happened to glance at the crook of your elbow and saw...your veins. Your...blue veins! You held back a devious smirk when a brilliant idea hit you. You could tell from how they acted that none of these 'trolls' knew anything about humans.
And if you worked it just right then you could maybe avoid all the hemo-whatever nonsense that apparently ruled this world.
"Wait...so you're saying a troll can only show one color? Like you," you motioned to the blue blooded male and continued, "the only color your body can produce is...blue? JUST blue?" He nodded and you pretended to say to yourself, "How bizarre~!" But you made sure to 'accidentally' say it loud enough for everyone to hear. Apparently you'd peaked their attention and the pink blooded troll asked, "What do you mean ONLY color? Are you saying you and your race can have more than one?" You held back from cheering and said simply, "Yes~ We humans make more than one color."
The blue blooded male frowned and said, "You lie." You glared at him and said in an offended tone, "I would never! And I can prove it! Come see for yourself if you don't believe me!" He huffed before he stood and made his way over to you. You stepped back when you realized he was much bigger standing and coming right at you than he was when he was sitting quietly. He slowed his gait when he saw you step back, realizing he must look quite intimidating to someone so much smaller than he. He thought you were a precious little thing, but he shoved that thought away as soon as it formed. He couldn't think such things, much less at a time like this. Darkleer didn't stop until you were both little more than two feet apart. You swallowed nervously but crooked your pointer finger at him in a 'come closer' motion. He ducked his head until your faces were a foot apart.
Then you held your arm out and pointed to the blue veins. His eyes widened behind the white lenses of his helmet. And his shock grew when you reached up and rubbed the apples of your cheeks with the heels of your hands. And when you removed them he saw a pink flush dusting your cheeks. "And if I were to get a bruise then it would start off a mottled bluish pink before fading into a purple. Then it would fade to green, then a greenish yellow, and finally a light yellow before disappearing completely." Darkleer couldn't believe it, but he knew his eyes weren't lying. He straightened up and turned back to the other highbloods. They each gave him expectant looks but he was too stunned to say anything. Then the biggest troll growled impatiently and barked,
"Well Darkleer? Was the motherfucker lying or not?!" The blue blood finally snapped back to attention and cleared his throat before answering, "No, Grand Highblood, she speaks the truth. This...human, has displayed two different high blood colors in less than three minutes. I almost can't believe it myself. But I indeed saw it with my own eyes." The quiet that followed his statement was deafening. The trolls couldn't believe a creature could have more than one color. It was unheard of in troll culture. Impossible for them really. But then Darkleer glared at the captain. She shrunk back from his burning gaze and flinched when he almost growled,
"You will release her at once. You know it is taboo to enslave someone of higher blood." The captain sputtered and began protesting. She couldn't believe this! She was supposed to make a fortune off you but now she was being ordered to set you free. But when Darkleer's glare turned frosty she finally complied and set you free before storming off in a huff. You figured she'd just have to get over it. You looked back up at Darkleer as he watched you. He sighed and said, "You have nowhere to stay no doubt." He turned to face the pink dressed troll and your eyes widened at what he called her.
"Empress, what should we do about the human? Surely we cannot leave her to the elements? She does display highblood colors after all." The Empress tapped her pink fingernail against her chin in thought before a wicked smirk crossed her face. She chuckled and pointed her golden double edged trident at Darkleer and said imperiously, "You are right Executioner Darkleer. It would be cruel to abandon her like this. So I say she stays with you!" Darkleer stiffened and chanced a glance at you before sighing. He bowed to the pink and gold decorated Empress before he replied, "Yes Empress. It will be an honor to educate this human on proper highblood etiquette."
The Empress nodded before she stood and regally strutted from the room, the other trolls not far behind her. Apparently they no longer wanted to stay, they had better and more interesting things to do, or trolls to cull. Once they left, Darkleer escorted you outside and to his horse drawn chariot. You were pretty impressed by the whole grandeur of it all. And the horses were huge. They had to be this place's version of Clydesdales. Darkleer saw you admiring his large horses and smiled.
"Majestic aren't they? They're pure bred Alternian hoofbeasts. Best on the planet." He said with a touch of pride. You could tell he liked horses. A grin settled on your face as you whistled low and replied, "They're beautiful~ I've always loved horses. I used to ride them back where I'm from. Though I never rode anything quite so large~" Your tone was nothing short of obscene, but when Darkleer whipped his head towards you, your face had a perfectly innocent look plastered on it. You saw him flush blue and noticed sweat bead his face.
You have a serious flirting problem.
Just as the quiet was getting awkward, you asked him where he lived. He took the conversation opening and started telling you all about his home. Apparently it was a huge castle type structure on the top of a cliff that overlooked a cavernous canyon. It sounded like something out of a fantasy book.
You half expected him to have been exaggerating, but to your amazement, it was real. If anything he was downplaying the whole place. The structure was enormous and awe inspiring. You wondered if he lived there by himself. If he did you bet he got lonely. Maybe while you were here you could keep him company...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~:::Time Skip:::~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your time living with Darkleer had its good moments and its bad ones. On one hand, he was stiff and stuck up about almost everything, and he felt it his duty to try to get you to be the same way. Well, he did at first at least. But at some point he realized how unhappy you looked, and when he asked you if you were feeling okay you gave a purposefully pitiful smile and said with obviously faked cheer, "No, I'm fine!" But he saw through your carefully crafted faux lie and said, "You're lying." You gulped and made yourself look shocked before giving a deliberately awkward sounding laugh.
"W-what? No I'm not!" You wondered if lying about being able to lie creates a paradox. Hopefully your lying about lying doesn't have any weird butterfly effects. Suddenly your odd train of thought was broken when Darkleer lightly hit the table with his hand, but only enough to rattle the objects on it and get your attention, not enough to destroy it. You looked up and made yourself look remorseful and even bit your lip timidly as you asked, "What's wrong Darkleer?" The troll in question pursed his lips and gave a gusty exhale before he stood and kneeled in front of you so you were face to face.
"Tell me what is troubling you." You bit your lip and looked away before saying meekly, "I don't want to seem ungrateful or rude. I mean...you've taken care of me since I ended up here." He just raised an eyebrow as if to say, 'I'm waiting.' So you ran a hand through your hair and cleared your throat. You wanted Darkleer to ease up on trying to mold you into 'the perfect highblood lady' because in all honesty...you were a bit of a wildcard and enjoyed random things and acting free and crazy. So you had to act your way out of this or be doomed to a life of boredom.
"Well Darkleer...I..."You sighed. "...I don't really like being all uptight and proper all the time. It's just not who I am. I'm a free spirit. Being so stiff and controlled all the time makes me feel trapped. I'm sorry..." You buried your face in your hands like you're ashamed of yourself and sniff pitifully. And when you hear Darkleer begin purring you smile into your hands. It's his way of comforting you when you're upset and you think it's adorable. You look up at him through your fingers and give a shy smile.
"Y-...you're not mad at me?" You ask in a small voice that had Darkleer frowning, he couldn't believe you would think he would be angry with you for something like this. Though he supposed with how he'd been acting lately, what with the rather harsh (he thought as he looked back on them) etiquette lessons, he may have given you the wrong idea. He didn't want you to think he'd be upset with you if you didn't like the lessons. He didn't want you to think that you were indebted to him just because he'd been sharing his hive with you. And sure, Her Imperial Condesce had ordered him to shelter you, but he'd grown to enjoy your company. He liked the way you always smiled and talked to him while he worked on his mechanics, it made him happy and not as lonely as he was before. He knew he wouldn't trade the time you'd spent together for anything.
He might even go so far as to say he was beginning to have certain red feelings for you.
So he gently lifted your chin up so you were looking him in the eye and said in the softest tone you'd heard him use so far, "(_), you don't have to apologize. I was being far too hard on you. You've barely spent a full sweep on Alternian soil and I've just been overloading you with unwanted lessons. I should be the one to say that I am sorry. And I am. I'm sorry for making you feel trapped (_). Can you find it in your blood pumper to forgive me?"
You felt yourself flush pink and smiled a small smile. You played with a lock of your hair in a way that made you look cute and said in a shy tone, "Of course Darkleer~ I can't stay mad at you~" You giggled when the blue blood blushed and continued, "You're cute Darkleer~ You know that?" Darkleer felt a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. And you blushed hard when he carefully grabbed your hand and held it in his larger one and said with a timidness he didn't usually display,
"You do not have to address me so formally when we are alone. When it is just us you may call me...Horuss~" You blushed horribly and giggled before smiling and looking the blue blood in his beautiful royal blue eyes and said,
"Okay...Horuss~"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~::Time Skip::~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You and Darkleer, or Horuss, as you'd taken to calling him, had become exponentially closer since the day he apologized to you and asked you to call him by his birth name. You giggled at his name which he thought was strange, and asked you why you laughed and you told him that back where you were from the majestic hoofbeast was called a horse, how thought it was funny how his name sounded so much like your world's name for the hoofbeast. His most favorite animal. He chuckled and said you were being silly again. You grinned and hopped up on his worktable and kissed him to hush him up. He didn't complain, just blushed under your soft lips.
But you pouted when he stoically refused to respond further than blushing. You knew you sexually aroused him but he always held himself back.
You'd asked him once why he didn't seem to want to go further, even teared up and asked if he even thought you were appealing at all. He panicked and told you that you were breathtaking. But he was afraid he'd accidentally hurt you if he pailed with you. Then you asked what pailing was and then you and him had an...interesting conversation on how trolls had intercourse. Poor Darkleer blushed so hard you thought he might faint. He was sweating up a storm thanks to how nervous he was. But he did explain it to you, he felt you had the right to know basic troll anatomic function.
But you were not deterred by Darkleer's overwhelming shyness. You really liked this troll. You'd even go so far as to say you loved him! And that was a pretty big deal to you. And with how he acted you knew he liked you back, he practically said so himself. So you were going to date him if it was the last thing you did! But first things first.
You had to seduce him~
That would be easy. You started simple. Light touches now and then. Followed by pick-up lines buried in sexual innuendo. And they steadily got raunchier and raunchier the longer the blue blood managed to resist you. The last one was your favorite, apparently Darkleer thought it was so lewd that he actually absconded right after you said it to him. Though personally you didn't think it was so bad, all you'd said was, "Horuss, I think riding hoof beasts is unsavory. So I've decided to ride you instead~" He just stared at you in shock for a second then he was gone.
He avoided you for a whole week, but now things were pretty much back to normal. At the moment you were both in his workshop while he worked on tightening his bow. You were sitting on the tabletop next to him while he did his routine. Once he was done you steeled your nerves and tapped his shoulder to get his attention. He looked up at you and you bit your lip and asked, "Can I talk to you Horuss? Please?" Said troll furrowed his eyebrows but nodded. "Yes, just a moment (_)." He stood and set his large bow on its wall rack, where he kept is so it would be safe. Though you couldn't imagine anything happening to the giant bow. Darkleer came back over and sat on his work stool before giving you his full attention.
You shuffled a bit and looked around the room before taking a deep breath and asking, "Horuss...do you trust me?" The blue blood looked surprised but nodded none the less and replied, "Of course (_). I allow you to come into close contact with me almost constantly. If I did not trust you then I would keep you at a distance." You giggled and sighed before reaching out with both hands and cupped his face. Darkleer's face heated up slightly and he watched you smile sweetly at him.
"Horuss~ Can we please try to pail?" Darkleer opened his mouth to tell you that it wasn't a wise idea but you shushed him and continued, "Now Horuss, you trust me. And I trust you too. So can we please try?" The archer pressed his lips together and stared you in the eye before he let out a gusty sigh and agreed. "We can try (_), but you will tell me if I accidentally hurt you. Understood?" You grinned and nodded your head as you leaned forward and kissed him. It took him a few moments of you passionately kissing him before he gave up and kissed you back. You moaned into his mouth and he sighed.
You let your hands slide from his face to his scalp where you began carding your fingers through his ultra straight hair. Your nails scraped across his scalp and made a rumbling purr start vibrating through his wide chest. Your soft touches were sending him into a calming haze while your tongues danced together. Darkleer let out another pleased sigh as you delicately brushed his horn. These soft, sensual touches were driving him mad with longing. The blue blood had pailed with numerous trolls in his lifetime and even had a few matesprits, but none of them had prepared him for the way you touched him. You treated him so gently even though he was capable of easily destroying some of the STRONGEST things Alternia had to offer.
You whimpered and pulled back to breath out, "Let's go to my room. what we're going to do requires a bed, not a recoopercoon~" You wrapped your arms and legs around him in a full body hug and let him carry you to your bedroom, or respiteblock as the trolls called them. You unwound your legs and he set you down. And without missing a beat you were divesting yourself of your clothes. Darkleer watched avidly as you shamelessly revealed more of your body to him, and before he knew it there wasn't a stitch on you and there was a pink blush dusting your cheeks. Darkleer was quite surprised to see you appeared to only have a nook. Now the troll was quite curious. He'd never heard of someone only having a nook.
You chuckled at his surprised expression before you turned and hopped up on the large, plush bed that you'd been given. You frowned and pointed a finger at the archer's clothes and said, "Off." He just smiled and obliged, and soon you were both completely devoid of clothes. With a seductive smile you laid back on the plush surface and beckoned Darkleer over to you. He crawled on the bed before carefully moving over you. His hands rested on either side of your head and you reached up and he let you pull him into another round of intense tonsil hockey and very briefly you wondered if trolls even had tonsils. But that bothersome thought was washed away by the feeling of the troll above you.
You shivered when you felt something warm and wet against your thighs. Without breaking the kiss, you reached down and gasped when your fingers brushed something slippery. It was moving. Darkleer broke the kiss and growled. Your eyes widened. You'd never heard him growl before and to be honest? It was a bit of a turn on for you. It sounded so guttural coming from the usually composed and in control troll. You grabbed what you assumed to be the blue blood's 'bulge' and started stroking it. This made Darkleer start panting and you saw him grip the sheets. You didn't want to end things like this so you released him, bringing your hand up so you could see it. And no surprise, the slick substance that now coated your hand was tinted blue.
Darkleer watched you through lidded eyes as you inspected your hand. He gasped when you stuck your tongue out and licked some of his natural lubricant off your fingers. "(_) that is quite...lewd~" and you smirked before saying huskily, "Wait until you see what I do next~" And without waiting for a response you pushed him back and then lifted your left leg up and held it in place so your womanhood was on full display for the male troll. He blushed and watched you as you began teasing your opening. He watched with rapt attention as you penetrated yourself with your fingers. First with two, but before you knew it you were taking three and were pushing in a fourth.
The archer was a panting, sweating mess as he watched you manually stimulate yourself. But then you took your fingers out and were grabbing his hand. He watched transfixed as you used your own juices to coat his fingers before you pushed two of his fingers into you. And by the two moons, he had never felt such heat come from another person. It felt like his fingers were encased in liquid heat. He groaned when you bucked your hips up and started essentially fucking yourself on his fingers. But then you whimpered and the troll heard you whine, "More~" before you pushed his hand back and panted, "Horuss~ I need you~" And the troll groaned but crawled over you again.
You spread your legs to accommodate him and keened when his bulge rubbed against your wet core. He grit his teeth but choked when you reached down and guided his bulge into you. It took all his strength not to start rutting against you. Instead he moved at an even pace that had you panting right along with him. But it wasn't enough for you and you begged him to go faster. He seemed uncertain but a few well timed stokes of his orange horns and he was growling and pumping faster into you. You cried out in bliss and Darkleer learned something wonderfully lewd.
You were a screamer.
You moaned and yelled his name as he pistoned in and out of your dripping nook. You'd never been taken so hard before and it felt amazing. His thick bulge was battering your womanhood hard enough that you knew bruises were probably forming already. But you couldn't find it in you to tell him to stop. Even if he did stop you'd just berate him until he started again. You weren't sure you ever wanted him to stop pounding you like this. It felt too damn good to be possible.
"Oh dear God~! It-it's sooo~ *gasp* Ahhh Horuss! It's so thick! Ah. Ahhh. Ahhhh~ God! Nnnnn~! Feels like I'm splitting in two!" Your cries grew in volume until you were screaming the blue bloods name. While he was barely holding himself back. You just felt so good, and the way you were screaming his name and begging him for more was wearing his already thin control down to nothing. And then you started whimpering and he felt your inner muscles tremble and quiver around his pulsing bulge. He knew you were close to coming and he should probably get the pail. But when he began to slow down you gripped his horns tight and moaned loudly,
"Oh Horuss please! Don't stop! I want you to fill my nook~ Paint me blue~!" Darkleer growled loudly, the sound reverberating deep in his throat as he got a good grip on the bed sheets and then thrust into you with wild abandon. Now you were certain you were going to be seriously bruised. And it did hurt a bit. But you would be damned if you didn't admit that the tremendous pleasure didn't outweigh the slight pain. You were dangerously close. So you wrapped your legs around his waist and hooked your ankles together behind his back and let him ravage your womanhood.
The aforementioned troll was totally and helplessly lost in you. You was so close and knew you were closer. Before he knew it you threw your head back against the sheets and screamed his name as you toppled over the edge and came. He snarled as he felt your soft inner walls contract and convulse around him. And a few hard thrusts later and he was shooting his genetic fluid deep inside you. You yelled in surprise when suddenly you were filled to capacity by what felt like a high pressure garden hose. You groaned a the warm fluid formed a puddle in the sheets around you.
Darkleer carefully pulled his spent bulge from your battered nook and curled up next to you. You were both too winded to say anything at first but eventually you regained your breath and grinned. "That was amazing Horuss~" But the troll just sat up on his elbow and began looking you over for injuries. He grimaced when he saw your pelvis was bruised quite badly. And so was part of your lower belly but not quite as badly. He felt guilt build in his chest but before he could let it swallow him you smirked and teased his horns to get his attention. He was overcome with a full body shudder as he looked down at your face. He saw the devious smirk you were wearing and quirked his eyebrow curiously. You giggled and said confidently,
"Horuss darling~ Don't look feel guilty." The Sagittarius frowned and argued back, "But (_) I've obviously hurt you. Why didn't you say anything?" You just rolled your eyes at his over dramatic behavior and sighed. "Oh Horuss~ You're being silly. I mean, sure. I'm kinda roughed up. But damn~ It was worth it." The troll quirked an eyebrow and asked, 'What do you mean 'worth it'?" Darkleer couldn't understand your logic. But you just giggled and leaned up and kissed him before lying back and saying, "Horuss, let me tell you something about my kind. When we find a partner who gives us good sex," you giggled and grinned, "I mean really good~ Getting a number done on ya like this isn't so bad.
You could tell from the slightly incredulous look that he was giving you that he didn't get your logic. But you shrugged his confusion off and snuggled into his side with a yawn. You fully intended on using him as your hot, muscular pillow. But first...
"As soon as these bruises fade I'm going to ride you like the pure bred stallion you are Horuss~" you chuckled coyly when the archer choked on his spit in shock. But then another yawn escaped you and you began drifting off to sleep, your troll lover not far behind.
