ROUGH DRAFT Coye Vol 3 Ch 14

The interior of Byng's tent was a fairly good indication of its owner's personality and painted a picture of her life. The room was lit by a small oil lamp placed on a shaky shelf, of which there were a few. These shelves were filled with trinkets and jewelry made from bones, claws and talons. Clothes stitched together from different animal and monster hides were strewn all around the place, surprising since he hadn't seen her wear any of these before. Interestingly, Byng also had a large amount of little sculptures she'd carved of out of bone, as well as what looked like creepy stuffed animals. Less surprising were the containers filled with loads and loads of arrow components, though it looked like she didn't keep any of her more dangerous things like itching powder and the like here, at least.

On the right hand side of the tent there wasn't a bed, but there was a large pile of soft, furry pelts Coye recognized as primarily coming from Direwolves, as well as a few bears. Atop this impromptu bed sat Byng, who was smiling, rosy-cheeked and with a large blanket wrapped around her. All he could see was her head poking out the top.

"That's a nice look on you," she said, eying up his bare chest and the pelt wrapped around his midsection.

"Um, thanks..." he said, putting his gear on top of a nearby wooden chest and approaching awkwardly. "Should I just... um..." he pointed to the foot of the 'mattress,' even though he knew the answer.

"Well it's not like you're gonna head back into town this late, are you?" Byng laughed.

"No," he smiled meekly and sat down across from Byng. "Even if I wanted to, I'm too exhausted."

"If you could, would you?" She tilted her head.

"...No," he said, bringing a smile to the girl's face.

Things were silent for a moment, a rare occurrence around Byng. Both had plenty that they wanted to say to each other, but here, in the tent with only the flickering light of the flame to keep them company, they found it hard to express themselves.

It was Coye who stepped forward and tried to speak up.

"How long have you liked me?" he asked.

"Since the moment I first saw you." Byng replied with full honesty.

"Why?"

"Lot of reasons," she shrugged. "The main one at the start was just because I thought you were cute."

"At the start?"

"I wouldn't be in this deep challenging you to a Zurgarrah if I only liked you cause of shallow reasons like that," Byng chuckled softly. "Hey. You wanted to know why I really left Grurguhrohk, didn't you?"

"If you'll tell me, yeah."

Byng looked off into the distance and recalled memories from long ago. "When I was little, my tribe visited Ghurdekh Dag. We don't have a lot of cities, but that's kind of our most important one. It's also where pretty much all the interrealm trading is done. This is gonna sound stupid, but..."

"Go on. I won't make fun of you."

"Heh, that sounds familiar..."

Coye replied with a knowing and patient smile.

"So, I was running around being a scamp like usual, yeah? I run into this booth of Ikkunese traders. They were selling these naughty books. Sexy pictures, drawings I never seen before. No one noticed me, so I kinda just looked through a bunch of 'em and even when we're little, us Gengaggi have got hormones like crazy! Thing is, none of em were doing anything to me... that was a problem I had a lot when I was growing up, actually. Everyone around me were always talking about how hot the big, tough Orcs were and all I could do is shrug. Didn't see the appeal, thought maybe I only liked girls or something, but... at the market that day, I found something some naught books that weren't like the other ones. There was a section with boys who were all small, and cute, and adorable! It blew my little mind- I didn't even know men could look like that!"

Coye gulped.

"I was hooked, and I stole like twenty books-"

"Byng!"

"My Dazhak caught me and whooped my ass," she shrugged. "He let me keep 'em as long as I hunted enough skurjas to pay for them, though!" Byng added with a cackle. "Anyway, I loved those things. Couldn't read the language, but I kept them with me for years and years..."

"What happened to them?"

Byng frowned and looked away. "Some Vagrkun raiders picked a fight with my tribe when I was fourteen, maybe? We kicked their ass, but... if they couldn't steal our shit then they decided it was better if it all burned up. As they retreated they lit our camp on fire and we lost almost everything in the blaze..."

Coye looked at her with pity, wanting to do something to comfort her, but not wanting to interrupt until she was done talking, either.

"Without those books, I kinda lost a part of myself. I just wasn't into Orcs like I was supposed to be, but I knew I liked guys as long as they were cute enough!"

"What about members of your own race?" Coye asked. "You're all smaller and cuter than Orcs, right...?"

"Oh, did I not mentioned that yet? Silly me." Byng laughed. "Gengaggi are an all female race."

Coye blinked a couple of times as it registered. "Huh?"

"Yeah. The legends say that ages ago, weak beta male Orcs grew sick and tired of not having any mates. All the strong Orcs were claiming the women left and right, you see? The Goddess of Pleasure, Sherge, heard their prayers and birthed a thrall race of little green shortstacks so that there was more than enough pussy to go around, even if you aren't strong enough to impress a female Orc!"

Coye had trouble understanding this. "T-That... sounds... like it wouldn't fly in Karnalle."

"Probably not. Hell, Gengaggi translates to 'willing cunt' in your language!" She started to laugh, meanwhile Coye only blushed and started feeling a little anxious. "Just for the record, though, we've progressed a good deal since our earlier days. Most tribes treat Gengaggi as people now, and I've never 'served' anyone- Orc or otherwise."

Coye's anxiety was replaced with a dopey smile the likes of which made Byng grin. "Someone's a little too happy over that."

"N-No, I... um..." deciding to project some confidence, Coye pushed on. "So w-what if I am?"

"Nothing," she shook her head by her heart was warmed. "Why're you being such a stranger? C'mere," she crooked her head, indicating that he should get closer. "Sit."

Coye did, and Byng wasted no time in leaning her head against his shoulder. She was quiet for a few moments, leaving Coye time to appreciate her scent. It was dulled now that she rinsed off, but still potent. It wouldn't be long till it really started to get to him.

"So... the reason you left your Homerealm..."

"Is because I'm a pervert who likes cute little girly boys. I gave up my life back home just in the hopes of one day finding a mate who suited my tastes, which would never be satisfied there. The thing is, I couldn't just pick the first girly boy I found off the street. My tastes may be weird, but I'm still a Gengaggi. I need a mate who is strong, and who my instincts can tell could breed some kick-ass babies into me."

Coye lit up, and a massive erection started tenting the pelt wrapped around him. He couldn't hunch and try to hide it, but feeling sympathetic, Byng decided not to address it right away.

"And the reason you call me 'short-stuff' even though I'm taller than you..."

"It's the highest compliment!" She laughed, earning an awkward laugh from him as well.

"Do you think I'm shallow?" Byng asked, surprising him.

"W-What? Why would you ask that?"

"Because I abandoned and left my tribe just so I could find someone."

Coye turned to look at Byng and found a frown on her face and glistening eyes. She wasn't crying, but there was a deal of guilt in them.

"What did your family say?" he asked.

"They supported me..." Byng looked away. "But-"

"Then I don't see the problem here. You weren't happy. You knew what would make you happy, and you wouldn't compromise over it. You left home to make it happen, and showed huge initiative... I'm actually jealous of you, Byng. I wish I knew what I wanted out of life the way that you do."

"You don't got any goals or anything?"

"Just getting stronger and adventuring, same as ever..." he almost brought up wanting to learn magic but rememebred that Byng believed he already was, so he kept quiet. "The only goal I have right now is, um... figuring out my sex stuff... and figuring out girls, too, I guess..."

"Sounds like I finally lucked out, then." She cackled.

"Y-Yeah..."

The two were silent again, just appreciating the feeling of being next to one another.

"Can I be honest with you about something?" Byng spoke.

"Of course,"

"A Zurgarrah isn't just a challenge between hunters."

"...Oh?"

"I think in your tongue it'd be something akin to a 'courtship ritual,' but... yeah, it's totally just for winning mates."

"That sounds like something you should have said up front."

"I get nervous, too, y'know..." she grumbled. "Just cause I'm not all blushy and crap doesn't mean..."

"Sorry..."

"It's fine," Byng sighed. "Anyway, one hunter challenges the other, intending to take the loser as their mate. If the one challenged doesn't want that and they win, they can demand that the loser fucks off forever..." she made a long, purposeful pause that made Coye assume she was giving him the time to do just that. When he didn't, she was visibly relieved. "If I won, I still would've explained all this and made sure you had a chance to back out, though! I-I wouldn't have, uh... forced you or anything..."

"I just wish I knew how you felt about me way sooner... today changed everything... I went from never wanting anything to do with you, to wanting to rush ahead and do and say all sorts of crazy things with you..."

"...Yeesh, was I really that bad?" Byng shuffled under her blanket, drawing it over her head like a hood.

"That doesn't matter anymore," Coye laughed. "I know the truth now, and I know how I really feel about you. If anything, I feel like I'm the shallow one... all it took is one date for me to reverse my thoughts and feelings..."

"Hey, that's ok... maybe we could try being shallow together?" Byng laughed uncomfortably.

"I would like that..."

"But?"

"There's no but," Coye said, before thinking about it some more. "But... I know you said you don't mind about Suzette, but I'm in a really weird spot these days. I-I don't know if I'm going to stop ending up in weird situations with other girls, and-"

"If that happens, then fuck them. Seriously. Just do it." Byng turned to him with a serious expression. "You're stuck in this wimpy mindset, which I get there's probably a lot of reasons for, but I don't wanna have to repeat myself. You're a strong, kind, adorable man, Coye. Strong men don't have to give a shit about commitment as long as you're up front about it. Don't tell me you were like this with Suzette, too, were you?"

"Um... we didn't really establish what our relationship was... because of me." Coye hung his head.

"Do you want her to fuck other dudes?"

"No! Never!" He blurted out without a thought, surprised at himself and his vivid reaction.

"And what about me?"

Coye clutched his heart and teared up at the thought. "I-I don't know what I would do-"

"Then be a man and accept you want a harem," Byng laughed. "There's no guilt in admitting it and telling girls you want them to be yours."

"I... want a harem?"

"You want me, Suzette and this mystery girl to all be faithful to you while you fuck around and potentially add others to the mix, yes? Sounds like a harem to me. Your only mistake is thinking that it makes you pigheaded or some stupid moral shit like that, when it's really just being honest with yourself."

"I told you I'm not good with that..."

"Then be better."

"How?"

"You can start by telling me what you want for your prize, first of all..."

Coye gulped and turned to look straight at Byng, who now stared at him expectantly.

This was it. Everything about today was leading up to this moment, and he couldn't back down now. Not when he'd all but admitted what he wanted to happen, and not when she was waiting for it.

Coye searched himself for the words, but found only whispers of what he should say. Bits and pieces scattered on his mind, all contradicting themselves and trying to come out at the same time.

Byng was patient. Coye had already changed significantly over the course of one day, and she didn't expect him to radically become able to express himself just like that. She didn't tease him, or rush him, she merely stared into his bright blue eyes and waited as long as it took for him to be a man.

"I... want you to be... my... g... girlfriend." Coye tried.

"No," Byng said flatly.

"W-What?!"

"Girlfriend is too weak. Baby shit you Karnallians made up to 'test the waters'. We don't have 'boyfriends' or 'girlfriends' in Grurguhrohk because back home, people know what the fuck they want. You don't wanna mess around with me, do you? You want something that means a bit more, right?" Byng asked.

"I... think so... but isn't that-"

"Stop caring if it's weird or not!" Byng growled. "Say what you really wanna say!"

Coye shut his eyes, taking in her criticism as he felt his heart beat like crazy. This wasn't a moment for thinking, it was time to act. Without a thought, Coye took in a deep breath, grabbed Byng by the shoulders and lightly pushed her to the floor. She didn't resist, but kept the blanket shut tight around her even as he pinned her down, placing his hands on both sides of her head.

"I want you to be mine...!" He said, summoning conviction as he tried to sound commanding and sure of himself.

Byng looked up at him, blushed, and said, "No."

The world seemed to stop. Coye thought he'd misheard her for a moment and he continued staring down, confused, before asking, "N-No?"

"No," Byng confirmed, and then added with an obvious blush. "If you want me to be yours, then... y-you need to kiss me..."

Coye blinked and all his attention went towards the Gengaggi's beautiful, full lips that seemed to stand out bigger than ever. He'd kissed Shayla before, but he wasn't sure if that counted because of her size, and as far as he could remember he hadn't actually kissed Suzette somehow. This was sort of his first kiss, he realized, but even that embarrassing thought didn't stop him.

He dived down and planted his lips on hers, closing his eyes and living in the moment. He'd actually done it, he went and kissed Byng of his own accord, and his reward was the phenomenally soft feeling of her lips, and soon, the delicious smacking sounds they made as they became more adventurous. Even better, Byng surprised him with the length of her tongue once she broke it out and pushed forward. It circled around his own, causing him to moan out in surprise and pleasure at the same time.

This wet, piercing kiss stretched on for some time, but eventually, Coye backed away to look the girl in her amber eyes. He saw in them desire, need, and satisfaction. She was happy and wanted this very badly, which made him excited to see.

"Good job, short-stuff..." she giggled up at him with pride.

"I'm, um... glad you liked it... I haven't really done that before..."

"Wait, seriously?" She blinked.

"Suzette and I had our first time yesterday a-and a lot of things happened, but... not that..." he started growing redder as he admitted this, which got a laugh from Byng.

"Score!" She pumped her fists under the blanket, which only drew attention to the fact that she was still wearing one. It made him curious, and Byng noticed his inquisitive gaze. "Got a problem with my choice of attire?"

"N-No, I'm just wondering if..."

In a low, husky voice, the girl looked up at him and licked her lips. "You sealed the deal, I'm yours now. If you want to see what I'm wearing under this, it's well within your right to reach down and rip my blanket off."

He gulped and sat up, his hand inching toward the blanket bit by bit. Every second he hesitated drove up Byng's anticipation a hundred times over, and beneath the blanket she was shivering with interest. Coye grasped the pelt and peeled it off awkwardly with trembling hands, and what he saw was far beyond what he expected.

His assumption was that Byng was naked, when in reality, she was decked out in a beautiful assortment of bone jewelry, from thick armlets with intricate pattern carved into them to a beautiful series of necklaces. As far as clothing went, she was wearing a furry direwolf micro bikini with tiny tied strings, and the sight was more than he could take.

"Oh, Gods..." he exclaimed, drool beginning to pool in his mouth already. "You're so beautiful, Byng..."

Byng had hoped for the best, but this reaction was greater than she imagined. She started blushing and even went so far as to cover her chest up with her hands, fidgeting. "Y-Yeah? Um, I know... but thanks anyway..."

"I mean it. You look like some sort of tribal princess or something..."

"Oof you are so lucky I don't mind the unintentional racism there, short-stuff."

"Agh- that's not... I-I mean..."

"I'm just messing with you..." she giggled awkwardly and removed her hands, letting him drink in the sight more closely now. He did, staring uninterrupted for what felt like minutes. Eventually, she had to comment on it. "What're you waiting for? Aren't you gonna... do stuff?"

"Y-Yeah," he nodded overenthusiastically, still hovering over her. "I just haven't, um... taken the initiative before, either..."

"Can't say I'm surprised to hear that, you definitely strike me as more of a submissive... I wouldn't mind taking control, honestly, but I think it'd be good practice for you if you tried being in charge for a bit."

"I'll try, but it's hard to see myself doing it..." he looked away for a moment, only to have Byng reach up and place her hands on his cheeks, encouraging him to look at her.

"Just do your best. Gimme another kiss and start touching me, short-stuff. You can do this." Byng urged him as she puckered her lips again and closed her eyes, expecting another kiss.

Coye delivered after fumbling with his confidence, and their tongues met much sooner this time around. Not only that, but Coye brought himself around to reaching down and pawing at her breasts, running his hands against the furry bikini and appreciating their softness. They were smaller than Suzette's, but they felt so wonderful in his hands and the girl reacted so adorably as he groped her that he loved them all the same.

Although he was stunned, he remembered to give some attention to Byng's nipples, too. He pressed his thumbs down on where he believed they would be and he proved himself right just as soon as she moaned into their kiss and shoved her long, agile tongue against the back of his mouth to start rubbing up against his throat. She circled around it, desperate and confused but loving the feeling of being with her new man for the first time.

As they kissed, he felt his own desire start to reach a new, fevered pitch. His cock strained against his pelt and drove him crazy enough to press down his hips against her, just as he did this morning.

He pulled away and looked down at her in joy. "Gods, your tongue feels so good..."

"I was hoping you'd like it..." she smirked. "If you believe the legends, its so we can better please Orcs, but as far as I care, it's so I can make you feel even better."

"F-Fuck..." he bit his lower lip and pressed even more body weight into her, loving the sensation of his rod pushed against Byng's beautiful body.

Byng could feel Coye's need, and it was finally time for her to offer help to him. He must be aching, she thought. Her hands found the point he wrapped the pelt up and she undid it, letting it fall to the side, leaving him naked. He pulled away his lips and moaned as the cool air hit his pained, throbbing cock.

"Byng," he gasped out loud and groaned as she reached out to touch his manhood for the first time, grabbing it in her little hands.

"Yes, Coye?" she gave him a naughty smirk, making it clear she expected him to speak up.

Taking the hint, he gave her a command. "P-Please, start playing with me..." She cocked her head, and Coye added, "Now."

Pleased with his lacklustre attempt at dominance, Byng complied. "That's more like it," she said as she started to slowly jerk him off with her soft hand.

She wasn't trying to make him into a dominant, not really, she was just as into Coye being submissive as Suzette was. Hell, that was what the bulk of her naughty books depicted. She only wanted to help him get over his nerves a little more, and figured this was the best way to do so.

She didn't expect such an intense reaction to her handjob, though. Almost immediately he started to pant, unable to return to kissing her and he all but stopped playing with her breasts. Her eyes went wide as she watched him literally start to drool over her.

"Holy fuck, you really must've needed this..." she remarked.

Regaining control of his senses long enough to answer, he said, "I-I'm always really sensitive when I start...!"

Byng's heart skipped a beat as he whimpered adorably. "Will it be better if we speed this up and get you to bust a fat one real quick?"

"Yesss..." he moaned at the thought.

"Then instead of my hands..." Byng spoke, reaching down and angling him against her furry panties and between her thighs. "Why don't you finish what you started this morning, short-stuff?"

"I'd love to," he groaned, allowing himself to sink into her flesh with a deep moan. It was then that Coye started to show some serious passion, getting real into it with Byng as he pushed in and out of her pillowy thighs.

"I bet you like that," she cackled, squeezing her legs together to make things even tighter for him. "I've seen your staring at my legs. You like how big and thick they are, Coye? How nice and soft they are?"

"Yes," Coye groaned, her words only driving him to thrust harder and faster.

Byng moaned as this ended up getting him to rub up against her pussy through her panties enough to really start feeling it. After how close she'd gotten to getting off with him this morning, Byng was grateful for the chance to continue. She wiggled her hips in time with his thrusting, dragging herself along his length.

"Are you getting closer?" She asked, her head lolling back into her nest of pelts.

Coye was. Every move he made was bringing him close to the edge, and he surprised Byng by wrapping his arms around her and kissing her again. "Yes," he groaned between kisses, "I'm getting... so close..."

Byng could feel him throbbing against her, and it excited her to no end. She returned both his hug and his kiss with enthusiasm, but couldn't help noticing how much sloppier he was this time around. She found it adorable that he couldn't hold back his passion, and since he was near the edge already she doubled down to finish him off.

Byng started to move just as hard and fast as him, essentially milking him between her thighs as her tongue claimed every inch of his mouth. Furthermore, she dug her fingers into his hair and he could feel her sharp nails sensually scraping across his scalp. This closeness and every little thing added up. After such a long, hard day, Coye was at the end of his rope and he was ready to blow.

His body grew tense and he arched his spine against Byng's body, and he shut his eyes in desperation. A wave of ecstasy washed over him as he made one final thrust against her increasingly wet panties and lost himself.

He screamed her name multiple times and came, loosing so many streams of semen between her thighs as he finally finished what he stared.

Byng got excited at having helped make her new man cum, so she didn't stop humping even as he became overly sensitive. "Fuck yeah," she growled. "This is what I wanted for so long... seeing that cute face of yours all twisted up because of me...!" She howled. "Cum harder, short-stuff! C'mon, c'mon!"

"Byng...!" Coye whined and shifted his hips again and again until it was too much to bear. He gave out on top of her and stared into her eyes, lost beneath a cloud of fog as his cock finally gave out and started dry kicking, until at last nothing was left to give.

As she watched him drool, Byng couldn't help smiling up at him and remarking about how cute he was. "Sherge be praised, that was so much jizz... I think you just ruined my lucky panties."

"I couldn't help it..." he whimpered.

"Chill. I'll wash em, or make some more..." she giggled. "Speaking of more, you aren't the kinda guy who's one and done I take it, yeah?"

"Oh, no. I have a lot of stamina after I... um... get off once or twice."

Byng cooed, "Ah, you love to see it. In the mean time, you better get to work. I wanna be touched too, you know..."

The way she squirmed brought Coye's gaze down on her body and he remarked at its beauty. Her exotic, green skin, her smaller breasts, her full tummy and her massive hips. The huge cumstain on her panties. It's all so much to deal with, and he was overeager to give Byng what she wanted.

Coye reached down and pulled up the small, furry triangles of her micro bikini top, exposing to the open air Byng's boobs. Although small, she had decently sized areolas and remarkably perky nippes, both a darker green than her skin.

"I know they ain't much when compared to a certain someone's mommy milkers, but-"

Coye was so transfixed by her chest that he didn't pay her words any mind. He simply learned down and did as any man would, and acted on his instincts. He took her into his mouth and began to suck.

"Gah! I-I see you don't mind, then... gahaha... t-that's good to... ngh... see...!" she said, her head lolling back as she became filled with bliss.

She never dreamed that this would feel so good, but everything about it was amazing. Byng loved the delicate ways his tongue swirled around her nipple, creating dozens of little goosebumps on his way, and how he started to suck from it like a baby. Softly, at first, and then a bit harder. It seemed as if he was holding himself back from going at it the way he wanted to, which Byng was grateful for.

She bit her lower lip as his right hand rested against the curve of her left breast, whimpering in acceptance as he slowly palmed her and ran his finger tips against it.

"Oh, yeah... you're not half bad..." she approved with a deep groan. "I could get used to this..."

"Me too... you taste so good..." he whimpered, pulling his lips away from one nipple only to lean down and suck upon the next. It was true, he couldn't get enough of the way she tasted. Byng's flesh was salty, yet faintly sweet, and he yearned to taste even more of her

Byng gasped out loud as she felt his cock start hardening again.

"Whoa there, short-stuff. You weren't kidding about your stamina, huh?"

"N-No, once I get going I have a hard time stopping..."

"That so?" Byng's eyes glimmered with mischief. "Keep doing what you were doing earlier, then."

"This?" Coye asked, rubbing himself against her furry panties.

"Ohhh, fuck yeah... only... shift your hips up a bit more. Really dig in and get my- Ahn! Fuck! There ya go!" Coye followed her instructions as she gave them, leading to his cock scraping against her clit real good.

Coye felt his heart race as he witnessed Byng light up from an amazing display of sexual enjoyment, and he repeated the process several times like a child playing with a toy, delighting in every squeak or twitch she made.

Seeing his dumb face, Byng grumbled, "Are you having fun there, or what?"

"Sorry, you're just too cute..." he smiled and scraped her clit even harder with the entirety of his shaft.

Byng bit her lip and groaned. "S-Shut up and keep sucking my titties!"

"Ok," he said, falling to his obedient whims even though he was supposed to be on top. Not that either of them minded, when it felt so good for both parties. He smiled like a dope as he took her nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, then sucked. On impulse, he even threw in a little nibble to see how Byng liked it, and she responded by arching her back and pulling his hair.

Nipple biting was good, then. Coye followed up with another, and another, all while she lost herself and fell deeper and deeper. And then an absurd thought came to Coye. Byng's breasts were small. Could he take the entire thing into his mouth? He wanted to know, and so he did.

The answer was yes. He sucked in Byng's entire tit and slathered his tongue across it like a wild animal, excited over the simplest thing.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...! I'm not gonna take much more...!" Byng was panting heavily, her long tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as she grew excited beyond measure.

All it took was one more good thrust to set her off, and if her panties weren't already ruined by his copious amounts of cum, then they certainly were now. Byng was messy. He could feel it gushing out of her, drenching the pelt and sending her smell into the air. And to think he was attracted by her normal sweaty odor. This was even better. It was thick, musky, salty-sweet and as it entered his nostrils he could no longer think of anything else but the source.

He had to have more, so he kept thrusting into her clit in the hopes of her releasing more.

Byng did, and she kept howling at the top of her lungs, too. It got to a point where she had to push him away.

"Holy fuck stop, stop! Let me catch my breath for a second!" She begged, finding it hard to get Coye to listen to reason when he's like this. He persistence and singlemindedness was a turn-on for sure.

Coye finally obeyed and removed her breast from his mouth, but he looked drunk. Not how she was expecting. His dick was still rock hard and it seemed true that he wasn't going to cum as fast now that he'd settled down once.

"Too much too fast," she warned him. "I love all the crap you tried but... fuck, I know I act like this, but I-I'm still a virgin..."

"I thought you wanted me to take control..." he asked.

"I do, just... pace yourself!"

"Do you really want that?" Coye tilted his head, as if sensing some hesitation in Byng.

"Huh?"

"I just feel like... you want more, is all."

"And are you gonna give it to me if I do, short-stuff?"

Coye looked down at her in a rapturous haze, nodding his head. "I want to make you feel good," he muttered. "Your smell is... um... really getting to me..."

"Of course it is," Byng rolled her eyes. "You perv. What are you gonna do to me, then, huh?"

Coye thought about it for a moment before through his cloudiness he remembered how much Shayla reacted to him using his tongue. That would probably be true for other girls, right? Coye's drool almost tripled at the thought as he stared at Byng before making his move.

He put his hands on her hips, switched her position so that she was laying on her stomach and her big, round behind was pointed up at the sky. In his drunken lust he stared at it in amazement. It was so big and wide for such a small girl, easily rivaling Suzette's and maybe even surpassing it in some levels. He thought the little dark green freckles she had scattered here and there were the cutest thing ever.

Before she could get a word in, Coye pulled out his courage and found the strings of her bikini, which from the back looked more like a g-string with only a small furry triangle sitting atop it. The panties fell as he undid them, exposing a pretty, dark green slit that was sopping. Of the three he'd seen, Byng's was by far the wettest. Every inch of her lips were covered in love juices, and the black patch of fur she had sitting atop it was no exception. Her clit was noticeably pointier than the others he'd seen

"Geez, I give you an inch and you take a mile, huh?" Byng looked over her shoulder, much more embarrassed than she was letting on. "Are you going straight to work, or did you have something else in mind...?"

"I... want to taste you," he admitted, his drool magnifying at the gorgeous cunt he saw before him.

"Yeah? If you're lucky, I'll sit on your face sometime, gahaha!"

Coye's heart skipped a beat. As innocent as he was, he never imagined such an act before. Even so, he was a boy. The moment he picture Byng's massive ass pressing down on his face as she grinded it into him for him to eat her out, his arousal quickened and he leaned in with an open mouth.

"Ah! Fuck!" Byng whimpered as Coye gave her entire slit a deep, thorough kiss. It was shocking he could hold back from tonguing it with all his might, but he was so absorbed in the musky taste of her pussy that he couldn't help savoring his first exposure. Like this, with his nose pressed right up against her, her scent overwhelmed him and he reverted to a beast.

After the long kiss, all bets were off. He kissed it again, and again, and again as his hands found her huge ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Her tight little asshole winked in response as she howled, and even though the idea of doing lewd stuff with butts before had never crossed his mind, it still turned him on to see.

Soon, he wanted even more and he drilled his tongue inside her. he was met with immense tightness and he found it hard to push past her inner walls, so he soon turned his attention lower and gave love to Byng's pointy, erect clit.

"Gah!" Byng cried out, her fists clutching the pelts beneath her as she grinded her sharp teeth together. If her nipples were sensitive, her clit was ten times more so. "Ok, fine, you got me... don't fucking stop...!" she begged, getting into it as she backed her ass up and shoved it straight into his face.

Coye moaned into her pussy and feasted from her like champion, his inexperienced skills were more than made up for by his complete selflessness. He didn't care about hurting his jaw, breathing, or even sating his own aching cock. All that mattered was eating from the delicious pussy set before him and tasting everything it had to offer.

"I-I'm getting there... so close, fucking... close...!" Byng growled and started to howl a series of Orcish curse words, which although he didn't understand them, they made him even more aroused. "You might wanna back up a-and finish with your hands or... or-"

She tried to warn him, but Coye purposefully ignored her- if he was even consciously aware of it. he was too busy sucking on her clit and working his tongue up and down her slit to care. Rather, he wanted what was to come. His cock twitched at the thought of her cumming like she did before, but this time, all over his face.

He got his wish not too much later.

Byng screamed so loud that they could probably hear it all the way over in Cransmere, and she unleashed a huge explosion of messy feminine juices against Coye's tongue like a bursting dam.

"Fuck...! Fuck...!!" She shouted even more, her toes curling from pure enjoyment as every last inch of her body was covered in the joys of womanhood.

Even though the stream threatened to drown him, Coye insisted on drinking every last drop he could and savoring the taste even as the warm fluids streamed down his face and fell off his chin like a waterfall.

This went on for what felt like ages until against his wishes the boy had to pull away and at last gasp for air. By that point Byng was starting to trickle less and less, and he felt proud at just how much he was able to take from her. He looked at his newest lover with a wide smile, observing how deeply satisfied she was. Again, it hit him hard realizing it was Byng who was laying in front of him panting and sweating from sexual exhaustion. Byng. Who would have thought?

"Holy fuck, short-stuff... I've seen dehydrated Orcs suffering in the deserts of Van Galbragh drink less thirstily than you..."

"Did I do good, then?"

Byng gave him a weak, cute smile and then said, "You did about as good as you could've for not having one of these babies," and then stuck her long tongue out, wiggling it around a couple of times to make her point. Coye laughed, but Byng only smiled wickedly. "You laugh now, but wait until I show you what I can do with it."

That shut Coye up and sent a tingle down his spine as he thirsted at the possibilities.

"Plenty of time for that later, though. If you hadn't noticed, I'm pretty wet and ready for you..." Byng's scratchy voice took on a seductive, somewhat shy tone as she reached behind herself and pulled her fat pussy lips open, showing him the impossibly tight hole as it quivered in expectation.

"Gods, you're so beautiful..." he muttered without thinking about it.

"Yeah, yeah," she blushed. "I recommend just staying in this pose. You're gonna need the angle to really get in there," Byng warned. "From what I've heard, we're pretty different from other species."

"Different how?"

"I mean a cunt's a cunt so not THAT different, but the easiest way to see is to just find out for yourself! Come on. Are you ready to make this official, or what...?" Her eyes became needier, like she was irritated at how long this was taking.

Coye's blood pooled in his cock, and suddenly, all he could think about was taking Byng. It wasn't like it was with Suzette, this relied on him. He had to be the one to do it, and Byng was expecting him to take reach out and take it.

Coye wasn't one to refuse.

"I'm ready," he nodded and scooted closer as Byng spread her knees out, raising her big bubble butt even higher for him to reach down and really get a good grip.

"Good," Byng smiled. "Don't be afraid to get a little rough. You're gonna need to..."

"But... doesn't it hurt if I do that for your first time?"

"Trust me, I'm not the one you should be worried about..." she laughed a bit cryptically and turned her face away, to nervous to watch as the boy she pined after for over a year now was finally on the verge of sealing the deal.

Coye couldn't comprehend the implications of her words, all he knew is that his cock was screaming at him to take Byng up on her offer.

"C'mon," she pulled her lips apart once more, strands of lewd juices pooling down and staining the pile of pelts beneath her. "Claim your prize, Coye..."

Coye felt weak after hearing that, it was like a knock-out punch to his heart. He grabbed his pulsing dick with one hand, grabbed her ass rough with the other, and lined himself up. He took a deep breath, and pushed forward.