Kobold Girlfriend: Sanoh (complete)

It’s always nice to find yourself in a new city, at least in my own experience it has been. New people, new sights, new smells, and oh the food. Lots and lots of glorious food, always just a little bit different than the last place. Everywhere has their own take on things, on bread, on clothes, on music, and crime too. People like to say that it’s the same all over, but really it’s not. I’ve noticed that, depending on the place and the people ruling over it, the crime that’s there has its own certain sort of spice, like how some towns prefer paprika in stew while others like curry. 

This new city I’ve wandered into is surrounded by orchards and lots of farming. Most of the people in it are the farmers and crews that take care of all the lush vegetation. Funny thing is though, that most of these people can’t afford the very fruits and vegetables they work so hard to maintain daily. As a result, food is treated like a commodity, like some sort of luxury rather than a right.

I came into this place and noticed more guards per capita than I did a smiling face. It’s strange coming in to a city where the food is bountiful and decadent, but the people who make it good aren’t allowed even a scrap at the table.

I mean, I stole an apple coming in, a Golden Heart the size of my head almost, but not without a little help. I have been working on a spell taught to me by my master that opens up a tiny sliver of a gate and I can transport my hand through it, from there I took an apple. It’s hard to do and drains a lot of my energy, but hey! Apple. 

The city is quite lively and bustling, if not a little hungry. There are several bakeries and restaurants of all kinds and already I’m making my bucket list before I have to leave this place. Wandering around I see there are several street performers about. One catches my eye. She’s a lovely Kobold with earthy colored scales. She’s dancing around, playing the accordion, looking like a vision in a skyblue dress and scarves. She’s so small and adorable, I’m instantly smitten by her. Her smile is what charms me, she seems so happy to be dancing and playing her music. Her song, too, is what captures me. It’s a protest song criticizing the rich of the city, particularly Sir Brandford who owns most of the orchards and most of the city itself.

“Brandford sits upon a throne of apple cores and abused whores. He sits where few men dare to tread, then again most men here are dead. He’ll take your liver and your wife, he’ll pay your salary with only strife. He’s good to those who know him well, only because there’s hell to sell.”

I drop a few coins into her hat. I don’t have much to give, getting here was hard enough, but she’s extremely clever and there isn’t enough of that in the world today. She winks at me as I stand I am suddenly inept. I giggle and cough, my face burning red hot. I wink back at her, but it sort of fails as I use both eyes. This isn’t my strong suit, so I quickly make my escape before I embarrass myself further. 

As I’m walking away from the cute Kobold a rich couple pass by me. I notice the man has a rather large coin purse hanging from his hip, so I decide to help him carry it. I slip my hand through a portal and it’s all mine, like a fresh picked apple. Inside are enough coin to last me several towns over, but a massive feast might suffice me more.

I make my way to one of the best restaurants in the whole city. Of course they didn’t want to sit some scrawny, backwoods looking rogue like me, but when you flash a few coins people become extremely accepting. I am given my table, fine wine, samples of their best food, and I make my surmountable order. I was happy to sit down and eat for a long time, enjoying my food at my leisure and then a patrolman walks in.

I sip my wine gingerly, watching him talk to the waitress up front. His gaze is steeled and ready for a fight. There should be no reason for me to be nervous, there’s no way I could be suspected in anything, so I continue with my food. The patrolman walks around the restaurant, eyeballing everyone’s table like some jealous window shopper. He then stops at my table, looking over my stacked plates and the meal that remains. 

“Have your guests left already?” The patrolman asks.

“I had none,” I answer with a hiccup. “Just enjoying a good meal before there are none more to be found.” I sip my wine again then hold a plate up to the patrolman. “Would you like to sample?”

He pushes the plate down and my insides clinch up and I no longer feel hungry. “Young fellow like you, where’d you get the money for all this? Meal like this here is a fortune.”

“Don’t get me started on these prices!” I laugh. “A hen back home is free as long as you provide the seasoning.” I drink more wine the longer he lingers. He’s making me far too nervous and when I’m nervous I make mistakes. 

The patrolman eyeballs me. “So how are you affording it?”

“Isn’t money such a personal thing?” I flash a gold coin at him. “For something that is so inanimate and meaningless in the wild. Drop a coin in the woods and no one would notice. It would just be a stone out there.” I hold the coin out further to him. “Go try it.”

The patrolman scowls down at me. “Are you trying to bribe me.”

Mistake, I tell myself. I pull the coin back. “Uhm, just a joke,” I giggle anxiously.

The patrolman steps closer to me and reaches into my coat. “Hey!” I yell. “That costs money pal!”

He yanks the coin purse from inside. “This belongs to Lord Gretchen,” he wags it in my face. “Where did you get it?”

I can feel the sweat on my brow as he holds the purse before my face. I gulp down the toad sized lump in my throat and take a deep breath. “He’s my dad.”

“He’s twenty-seven.”

“Oh well,” I laugh. “Someone is lying to me then.” I gaze into his eyes a moment longer before I jump up and toss the table, cutting off his path. I run, flipping chairs and tables as I went. But as I got to the door, more patrolmen surrounded me and I was grabbed. I never stood a chance.

After a sound beating to get my confession I’m tossed into a cold, damp cell. My head is aching and my body is sore. I grasp my arm around my stomach where several harsh blows had been delivered. I threw up all that wonderful food too, at least it was in the boots of a couple of patrolmen, so that’s ok I guess. 

“Are you ok?” The gentle voice sounds too sweet to come from within a jail cell. I must be dying and an angel has come to take me home. “Oh my gosh! What’d they do to you?”

I look over and see my angel has taken the shape of the adorable Kobold from before. She approaches me and kneels down by my side, swiping her finger along the cut on my forehead. “You poor thing!” She gasps, using her scarf to dab the blood away.

“You smell nice,” I murmur. “I didn’t think angels had a smell.” I smile dreamily. “That’s nice.” I feel sleepy and start to drift away.

“Hey, hey,” she shakes me and grabs my chin in her hand. “You need to stay awake. Don’t leave me now.”

I grumble and grimace. “Ow!” I yelp as he cleans the cut.

“Sorry,” she sighs. “Oh,” her voice goes low and soft. “I know you.”

I peek up at her. “My reputation precedes me,” I grin. “I usually wouldn’t do this, but considering this may be my last night on earth, I’ll allow you the honor of taking advantage of me.”

The Kobold frowns. “No thank you,” she sighs. “And not what I mean.” She sits back. “You’re the man from the street this morning. You put the coins into my hat.”

“Your song was clever. I thought it deserved a few tokens.” I look her over, realizing she’s naked, save for her sheer wrap. I furrow my brow. “Oh my god, what’d they do to you?” I sit up in a hurry, ignoring the nausea that swept over me. “Did they touch you? Did they hurt you?”

“No! No, calm down.” She forces me to sit back against the wall. “I’m fine, really.”

“Then why are you-” my cheeks burn like hot coals. “I mean you’re practically-” I cup my hand over my mouth.

The Kobold sighs. “My name is Sanoh,” she says gently. “I do performances and protests. I was doing a dance and they arrested me.”

“Rupert,” I burp and quickly duck my head away. “Sorry.” I then take off my jacket and hand it to her. “You’ll need this more than me.”

“Thank you!” Sanoh happily grabs it and wraps it around herself. “It’s so cold in here and they never returned my clothes.” She hugs my coat around her. I’m not a big guy, I’m quite skinny, but even still, she’s so small my coat engulfs her. 

“Is that why they arrested you?” I ask.

Sanoh frowns and averts her eyes. “No.” She tugs the coat around her tighter. “At first they tried to claim I robbed some guy on the street, but then when they couldn’t frame me for anything they said it was for indecent exposure.”

I shift my eyes. “Oh. Uhm, sorry to hear that.” I rub the back of my neck.

“I think it’s my fault you’re in here,” she grumbles. She looks back at me and places her soft hand on my cheek. “That bruise looks painful.”

“You have no idea,” I lay into her palm. “But you touching helps.” I then snap to my senses and scoot away from her. “So, you ratted on me?”

“No!” Sanoh yelps. “No that’s not what I did at all!” Her tail wiggles inside the coat. “I was afraid if I didn’t say something they really would do something to me. I just described you and said I saw you near that rich guy.”

“Lord Gretchen?” I huff. 

“Oh,” she murmurs. “So you did steal from him?” Sanoh moves in closer to me. “I thought I saw something weird.”

I furrow my brow at her but that hurts too much to do. “What did you see?”

“This little lightning bolt sort of hole thing.” She holds her hands together then out. “Your hand came out and took the purse. I thought I was seeing things. But did you really do that?”

I frown and look away from her. “You’re a rat, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“If you can do that then maybe you can get us out of here!” Sanoh grabs hold of my hand and my stomach feels in twice the knots it did. “Can you make a portal big enough for both of us? You can set us right outside the jail or maybe even near the gates!”

I huff. “I’ve never done one that big before.” I glance over my shoulder at her and her small hand clutching mine. “I don’t even know if I could control it to get us outside.”

“You could try though right?” Sanoh inches closer to me. “Please. I’ll pay you back if you do.”

My whole body flashes fire and ice. I look at her again and feel all sorts of gut bubbles popping up. “Anything? You put me in here.”

She pouts and gives me the saddest yet sweetest look I’ve ever seen since a kitten. “I’ll apologize for that too.”

I turn towards her and sigh. “What do you have in mind?”

Sanoh leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. My mind goes blank  and I try to chase her when she pulls away from me. “You’re cute,” she says. “I don’t mind sharing a bed for a couple of nights to thank you.”

“Mmm huh,” I drool. I then shake my head and cup my hand around my cheek. “Ok sure, you’re cute and all, but are you honest?”

Sanoh glances to the door then moves in over me, she sits in my lap and starts to undo the laces on my pants. I panic and grab her hands, yanking them up so they’re over her head. “What are you doing?” I yelp.

“I really don’t want to do it here, this cell is disgusting and the guards are worse!” She gags. “But if you want, I’ll do it now as a down payment.”

“I don’t even need the payment!” I snap. “I don’t even think I could make a portal big enough for us both, let alone get it somewhere safe for us.”

Sanoh runs her hands down my out stretched arms and places them on my shoulders. She lays her head against my chest and her small body curls around me. “You’re so warm.” She’s trembling so I wrap my arms around her.

“I’m sorry,” I sigh. “You must be scared.”

“Are you not?” Sanoh sniffles.

“I’ve been in this situation a baker’s dozen times before,” I chuckle. “But I didn’t have someone as cute as you with me.”

“Then how did you get out?” Sanoh rubs the fat tears from her eyes.

“I have my ways.” I then grimace. “But this place is different. The people here really don’t like their criminals, do they?”

“No,” Sanoh scoffs. “They barely like people here.”

I set Sanoh aside and crack my knuckles. As I stand up I focus my energy and create one of my small portals, I can see through it to the gates of the city. I stretch it, pulling it open bit by bit. The scenery outside changes to a street near the jail, then flashes to the inside of an outhouse. Sanoh stands behind me, placing her hands on my back.

The portals snaps open but I can’t see through it, it’s all blurry and unfocused. 

“Did it work?” Sanoh gasps.

“I don’t know,” I feel sick to my stomach and extremely weak. Making a portal that size has taken a lot from me. “Go on, get out of here.”

“What about you?” Sanoh gasps. “I’m not leaving you here.” She puts her arms around me and we walk out of the portal together.

As the door snaps shut it crackles and hisses and I fall to the ground, far too weak to stand. “Rupert!” Sanoh bends over and scoops me up. Around us there is a nasty wind howling and ice scrapes across my skin like knives. 

“It’s so cold,” Sanoh starts to cry. “Get up! Hurry!”

“I’m sorry. It didn’t work,” I groan as she helps me to my feet. 

We manage to find a cave where we are sheltered from the snow and ice outside, but it is still unbearably cold. Sanoh finds just enough wood and burnable things and I have just enough energy to make a fire. Sanoh sits close to me, getting close and closer by the second until she’s nearly on top of me.

“It’s so cold,” Sanoh whimpers. “Everything hurts!”

I put my arms around her and allow her to sit on my lap like she did in the cell. “It’s ok,” I rub her back.

Her cold hand then sneaks under my shirt and I jerk away from it. I hold her wrist in my hands and glare at her. “What are you doing?”

“You’re so warm,” she whimpers. “It will be better if we’re skin to skin. We’ll both stay warmer that way.”

“No!” I balk. “I can’t do that! I can’t even-” I sit back and shake my head. “No. there’s no way.”

“It will be better for both of us! It’s not sexual at all! It’s life saving!” Sanoh snaps at me. Her teeth chatter and she pulls her coat tighter around her. “Please, it hurts so bad!”

As the tears roll down her cheeks I realize I have to put my hangups aside and help her. She looks so sweet and helpless, I feel like a monster having even told her no already. “Don’t cry,” I wipe the tears from her face. “Please, don’t cry.” I unbutton my shirt and pull her towards me. Sanoh sighs with relief as her body presses against mine.

“Oh, thank you!” She still trembles. “Thank you.”

I grunt and clear my throat. “Suh-sorry.”

“Sorry?” She peeks up at me. “Sorry for...oh!” Her eyes go wide and she looks aside. “I uhm...it’s only a natural response.” She fidgets in my lap and the friction doesn’t help.

“I’m really sorry,” I grumble.

“No, no, it’s ok,” Sanoh gulps down a breath. “I uhm...wow.”

“Wow?” I look down at her.

Sanoh looks up at me. “You’re big as it is. I should have suspected.” Her hands pet down my chest and to my stomach. “If you want me to, I can take care of it.”

“No, wait,” I grab her hands. “I should tell you now, but I uhm-” I gulp down the painful lump in my throat. “I’ve never...you’d be-”

Sanoh kisses me and cups her hands around my jaw. “You’re cute,” she moans softly, rubbing her heat directly to mine. She combs her fingers through my chest hair and presses kisses on my chest and neck. “I don’t mind if you’re a dorky virgin.” She winks at me.

I sputter and laugh nervously. “You might not mind!” I whine.

Sanoh finishes undoing my laces and pulls my cock out. She strokes it and in her small hand I feel like I’m monstrous. “It’s such a shame,” she moans. “Such a gift has never been used before.”

How can she even talk right now? My mind is completely blank and filled with suffocating cotton.

“So big,” Sanoh mewls. “I love it already,” she giggles.

“Sanoh-” I manage to whimper out.

She peers up at me with a smirk. “Why are human men so alluring?” She lifts her hips and her wet heat rubs directly to my shaft. I whine out loud and my fingers dig into her hips. Behind us the fire bursts out, covering the entire entrance to the cave like a curtain.

Sanoh giggles. “My, my, that’s a good sign.” She slicks her dripping vulva along my shaft, moaning and panting for me as she does.

“Sanoh-” I whimper. “If you keep doing that I’ll-”

Sanoh kisses me again and as she guides my tip to her entrance I can no longer hold on. I gush on her slit and her thighs, I cum all over her fingers and even splatter on her belly. I gulp and gasp, mortified I’ve done this so fast.

Sanoh sighs, rubbing my cum on her skin and then slicking her fingers inside herself. “You cum a lot,” she moans. She then slips her fingers into my mouth and presses them onto my tongue. I whimper and suck her fingers clean, tasting both of us there.

“That’s just the first round,” Sanoh purrs. “I’m sure a handsome, young thing like you can get hard for me again.”

I grab her and kiss her, feeling her heat against me again. She then pushes me down, moving so her hips are on either side of my head. Her slit is hot and steaming in the cold and it’s right over my face.

“Take care of me while you do that, ok?” Sanoh sits on me, her wetness and heat smear on my face until I guide her to my mouth. I’m trembling and shaking, nervous about everything yet excited to do it at the same time. The fire is still roaring like a massive curtain at the entrance and everything is hotter than I remember it being. I press my tongue along her slit, tasting her musk and nectar directly. I push my tongue inside and she sits down more on me. She ruts to my face, my nose, all sounds are muffled by her thighs but I can hear her moaning and whimpering. 

I want to make her feel better, so I move my hands, slipping them between her cheeks and rubbing to her folds. Sanoh gasps and sighs, lifting just enough so that I can ease my fingers inside her. My tongue finds purchase on a small, swollen bead at the top of her folds. Her hips buck as I lick it so I kiss it, she cries out and I decide to suck it. I want to hear her more, feel her pleasure vibrate around me more. Making her feel good was making me excited again.

Sanoh then lifts up, her juices stringing from my lips and cheeks and she sits up. “Not bad,” her thighs tremble. “For your first time. You’ve got a lot to learn, but you’re already a good student.” She sits on my belly and kisses me. “Mm, you taste good.” She licks my cheeks. 

“Are you-” I gulp, “are you warm still?”

Sanoh giggles. “I’m burning up.” She moves down and sits so my newly erect cock is squeezed between her thighs. She runs her fingers through the thicket of curls on my mound. She looks at me as she rises up. Using her hand she holds me in place and once again places my tip to her entrance.

I hold my breath and chomp down on my cheek. I focus on not cumming until much later this time. Sanoh slowly impales herself over me and I watch as she opens to take me. I feel huge compared to her, and yet she’s taking me like a master. 

Sanoh whimpers as she sits on my lap, every inch of me snuggly wrapped up inside her. Her expression looks pained but then she starts to grin. “Perfect,” she moans. “Oh yes.” She grinds her hips so that I’m rubbed inside. I can feel her tight walls cling around me and I nearly pass out as I’ve forgotten to breathe.

“So good,” Sanoh gasps as she bounces. She goes slow at first, leaning back a bit so I can watch her work over me. She then goes faster, moving her hips more and rising up. Her nectar drips down my cock and the wetness smears onto my thighs. 

After a while, she stands up and bends over a stone, commanding me to take her from behind. I place her tail over my shoulder and as I hold her hips I drive into her. Sanoh cries out more and she pushes back to meet my thrusts.

“Yes, yes, don’t stop, don’t stop!” She pants and moans.

Eventually we trade positions again, I snuggle up to her back while her leg wraps around my hips. I push up inside her and she guides my hand to touch her eager clit again. Soon, I roll her onto her stomach and in that position I feel my release again.

“Stay inside!” Sanoh whines. “Oh god! Don’t pull out!” She squeezes tight around me and I’m a goner. 

I’m trapped deep inside her and my release is more intense than before. I choke and sputter and my hips buck and move on their own. Sanoh cries out, whimpering into my coat as I stuff her full. Each pulse another gush forces its way from her. It drips along her folds and smears along my cock and thighs.

I lay on top of Sanoh, breathing heavy as she coos and shivers. After a while I sit up and roll her so she’s on her back. I look between her legs, watching the mess I made dribble out of her.

“So warm,” Sanoh sighs. “It feels so good.”

I kneel down, licking her and cleaning her up. Sanoh cries out and grabs fistfuls of my hair. She pulls my hair and jerks as I clean her folds and thighs. Once I’m done I lay down beside her and hold her to my chest. 

“Did you like it?” Sanoh peeps.

I chuckle. “I’m starting to believe I died. There’s no way it can be that good.”

Sanoh ducks her head onto my chest. “I’ll gladly take care of any need that arises.” She looks over to the entrance where the fire has started to die down. “We may be stuck here for a while.”

“I just had a full meal,” I moan into her ear. “I’ll be strong enough to get us out.”

Sanoh laughs and pushes me. “This is serious!” She then kisses me. “Are you sure that was your first? I’ve never had anyone one do that after they were finished.”

“I was being greedy,” I huff. “I just wanted you a bit longer and you looked so yummy.” I kiss the top of her head.

“I’ve been told I can get bossy,” she grumbles.

“I like bossy women, I think I like it more in that situation.” I chuckle. My cheeks are burning and I’m feeling the confidence slip away. “I mean, you probably had to be bossy with me anyways.”

“Yeah well, with you it was more fun than having to correct someone who should know better.” Sanoh sighs as she relaxes in my arms. “Teaching you right from the get go is so much better.”

“I don’t mind if you dominate me a little,” I chuckle. “It was fun watching you.”

Sanoh giggles. “You cum a lot, that was fun.”

My cheeks burn and I sputter and cough. “I mean, I guess? I don’t know uhm.” I pull the coat around her more. “Get some rest. We don’t know what will happen tomorrow.”

Sanoh snuggles up closer to me. “Hopefully, something good.” She kisses my cheek. “Oh my!” She gasps. “Already?”

“Sorry!” I whine. 

“No, no,” she squeezes me between her thighs. “I’ll take care of you as long as you keep me warm.”