Goblins start circling the cage, eyes gleaming with lust

"Mmmm...time for breeding!"

Goblins start circling the cage, eyes gleaming with lust

"Mmmm...time for breeding!"

Rellara laughs, the sound husky and low in her throat as she continues to ride you. Her hips move in a familiar rhythm now, meeting your thrusts with equal force as their bodies slide together in perfect synchrony. She leans back against the pillows, arching her spine as she feels herself growing closer to the edge.

"Then show me more," she whispers, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Show me what else you want."

Rellara cries out in surprise as you withdraw from her, her body tensing momentarily before relaxing into the mattress with a satisfied sigh. She watches as you lower your head between her legs, tongue darting out to tease and explore her wet folds. Her hips lift off the bed slightly, offering herself up to you, begging for more.

"Oh..." she moans softly, closing her eyes and tilting her head back as your tongue circles her clit, flicking against it with expert precision. "

As the sun rises high overhead, casting warm golden light across the village below, you stand before Rellara, your heart pounding with excitement and nerves. You take a deep breath, steadying yourself as you begin to speak the words that will bind you together for eternity. "Rellara," you say, your voice sounding strange and distant in your ears, "I, Lucky, do hereby promise to love and cherish you, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health.

"And I ask you," you continue, your voice wavering slightly as you look into her eyes, "to be my wife, to share with me this life that we have built together, and to stand by my side through all the joys and sorrows that may yet come. Do you accept these vows I offer you, and will you marry me?"

Rellara's eyes shine with tears as she nods, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I do,"

"No..." Tiffany answers with a small laugh, her fingers sliding up to gently trace the outline of your jaw. "I'm just being polite... and nervous." She pauses for a moment before continuing in a voice barely above a whisper, "But if you don't want me to..."

Her words hang in the air as she waits for your response, her eyes searching yours for any sign of disapproval or doubt. It's clear that this night means just as much to her as it does to you.

Tiffany's eyes grow wide as you remove your clothing, revealing yourself fully to her. Her cheeks flush a deep shade of red as she takes in the sight of your naked form, and for a moment she's too stunned to speak.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she reaches out tentatively, tracing one finger along the length of your erection before wrapping her hand around it, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I think,"

Tiffany's blush deepens at your words, her heart racing with an emotion she can't quite name. She looks down, avoiding eye contact as she smooths out the folds of her skirt self-consciously. "It's... it's okay," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tension in the air thickens as you both remain silent for several long moments, each unsure of how to proceed.

Finally, Tiffany musters up the courage to meet your gaze once more. There's a question in her eyes that she can no longer ignore. "Lucky... do you want to..." She trails off, hesitating before finishing with a whisper, "... be with me?"