Siblingquest ( sunspark + xavierrol )

[sunspark]

Serra is not normally one for carousing, she likes to keep her mind sharp, but heady from the rush of victory, she’s about three drinks in tonight.

Not that she doesn’t deserve it. Her and her brother, along with a handful of mercenaries, have spent the better part of the last two weeks repelling a goblin invasion from the borders of Nasska, a city-state on the Western coast. The goblin warlords are dead, and in their keep, Serra and her brother found a surprising amount of gold, gems, and pilfered artifacts.

They’re not rich or anything, but it’s damn close.

She sits in his lap, his big hands holding her narrow hips, utterly at ease, her cheeks rosy and her demeanor animated as she recounts the story of how they killed the warlord to a group of bar patrons. The people gathered to listen cheer and laugh at her cheeky language and occasional crude embellishment. These men and women don’t realize the man is her brother, or half-brother, really. She doubts they can tell the difference between a half or full-blooded Orc. Better that way, and it’s also none of their business.

“So then, then, the warlord says—!” Serra pauses as one of the barmaids fills her cup, catching the woman’s eye and smiling wryly, being rewarded with one in turn. Still grinning, she nudges her brother, to get his attention.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier seemed to carouse enough for both him and his sister most nights and he had lost count of how much he had drank so far. Though he had inherited their mother's quick mind, he tended to let her do most of the thinking. For now all he cared about was they had enough money to enjoy being in a town and he planned on doing just that. He loved listening to her tell the stories of their adventures, though he loved even more the feel of her tight little body on his lap. She didn't embellish her story too much, it had been quite an adventure after all. It was fun to watch the faces in the crowd as they watched her so intently.

Serra was usually the center of attention and that was fine with him. It would be hard for anyone to guess they were related, it was in the eyes really, and their shared sense of humor and adventure once you got to know them. His large hands practically encircled her waist and for now at least he resisted the temptation to let his hands roam. He picked up on his sister's not so subtle clue of her interest for tonight's 'entertainment'. He was never really sure with Serra but the simple fact that she crawled up into his lap was a pretty good tell. Serra was a beauty but she would be safe from any male interest sitting on her brother's lap as she was.

He leaned forward to whisper into her ear. "Cute, I think she'll do nicely. Are you the bait or shall I drag her to our room?" He asked, as he saw the woman take a liking to his sister. Most, but not all, human women were rather cautious around nearly seven foot tall half orcs. But he had seen his sister coax a nun out of her knickers and in a crowded tavern coercion might be the better option than simply throwing her over his shoulder, though he was game for that too. He released his grip about her slender waist, his arousal having grown steadily beneath her as they drank. He was definitely ready for a different kind of carousing.

 

[sunspark]

Serra downs the rest of her drink and leans back against her brother. “That’s just what we need,” she says, grinning playfully, and speaking quietly enough that her words are only for him. “To get kicked out of town because these hicks think an Orc is tiring to drag off one of their women.”

“Just watch.” With one eye on the barmaid, she slides out of his lap. Serra makes her way across the crowded bar, deftly weaving through patrons. Occasionally, the gaze of a man will linger on her perky breasts or swaying hips, but none of them dare to make a move.

No one wants Orcs dragging off their women, but no one wants to risk putting their hands on an Orc woman either.

Serra approaches the barmaid by pretending to stumble and catching the girl’s arm. As she rises, she leans into her, whispering something in her ear, and for a moment, they conspire and giggle together, before heading upstairs, hands clasped. At the top of the staircase, she beckons to her brother.

 

[xavierrol]

"That's my girl." I say under my breath as I watch you so smoothly take the barmaid up to our room. I pick up my pint and drain it as if it were not much more than a shot glass. The crowd dispersed rather quickly when you left, no one wanting to drink with a half orc apparently. I can't say I blame them nor do I miss the company, I know what is waiting for me upstairs. I give you just enough time to make whatever preparations you care to make for our new guest. I doubt she will welcome my crashing your little party, but then one never knows about such things, but either way I will soon be headed up the stairs.

I make a point of stretching and yawning, displaying my full size to the remaining patrons. I toss a coin on the table, the gold landing heavy and dancing a few circles as the ringing sound carries halfway across the bar before it comes to rest. I head up the stairs two at a time, my weight making the wood frame bounce slightly. I can almost feel the relief of the regular patrons as I leave the room without incident. If anyone noticed the bar maid leaving with Serra, they don't make a fuss about what might happen to the poor lass.

 

[sunspark]

Serra isn't the sort of girl to waste time, and by the time her brother has followed her upstairs to their room, she's already got the barmaid half undressed, giggling and kissing her eagerly on the neck while the other girl laughs and grips at her back.

When Xavier comes in, the barmaid blinks. She wasn't exactly expecting someone else, but then again, she did she them together, didn't she?

"Oh," says the woman, "two of you?"

Serra draws back a little and winks. "It's fine. It'll be good, I promise. You've never had a man like Xavier, trust me."

This is how they used to do it all the time, as though having someone between them erased the taboo of siblings sharing a bed. Serra stopping caring a while ago, and she'll happily spread her legs for her brother without an intercessor, but still, it's nice to have fun sometimes.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier admired the view as he leaned against the door he had just entered. The barmaid had a healthy dark tanned complexion and generous curves. She contrasted nicely with the pale flesh and more athletic frame of his half-sister. He recognized the familiar fear that human women often had at the thought of a sexual encounter with a man like Xavier. His orckin features creating an almost instinctive fright in the fairer races, another contrast with his supremely confident sibling. His arousal was outlined by the taut stretched fabric of his breeches which for the moment contained his member. "Don't let me interrupt you." He said with as reassuring a smile as he could muster, though highlighting the sharp tusks from his lower jaw may not have had quite the calming affect he had desired.

He began to pull his own shirt from his breeches and preparing to pull it over his head to expose a muscular chest, with more than a few scars. His arms were thicker than the barmaids thighs and he gave a mock bow as he eyed the lovely breasts of their new friend. His adoptive father, Serra's real father, always emphasized courtesy in making a new acquaintance, though he doubted the old man had something like this in mind.

He closed the distance between himself and the girls, his size looming over the two of them. He focused his attention on his sister at first, he wasn't opposed to taking the barmaid by force, but it was always enjoyable having an enthusiastic partner when possible and he didn't want to frighten her too soon. He wrapped large arms around both of them, squeezing them more tightly together as he kissed Serra on the mouth

 

[sunspark]

Serra tilts his chin up, kissing him in return, pausing briefly in the act of feeling up the barmaid to stroke her hands over her brother's bare chest. It's both because she enjoys the sensation of his taut, hard muscles, and to show their new friend that there's nothing to fear.

Deftly, she moves to take off her own clothing, tugging her shirt up over her head and tossing it to one side, then discarding her bracers and gloves. The lines of Serra's body are taut and lean, almost a direct contrast her brother, and her nipples are rosy-pink, peaked with eagerness. Wiggling her hips, she slips out of her pants, her legs smooth and her pussy bare of hair, something that's customary in the part of the world they're from.

Turning her attention back to the barmaid, she strips off the rest of the girl's clothing, taking her by the hips to guide her over to the bed and rolling onto it with her. She spends a few moments touching and caressing the girl, easing her worries about the half-orc hulking over them and at the same time, making sure her brother gets a good view before she beckons him down to join them.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier squeezed the two girls tighter to him as he kissed his sister on the mouth, his tongue dancing with hers in a familiar way. He felt the barmaids large breasts press against him, he could feel her nervousness at what was about to happen to her but she didn't scream or try to get away. He makes a point of grinding his thick member against her even as focuses on his sister. His arms released them as Serra's deft fingers worked at having both girls naked before the topless half orc. As the two beauties rolled onto the bed he kicked off his boots and dropped his breeches, releasing a monstrous cock that pointed right at the girls. His member bouncing heavily as he made his way over to the bed.

He climbed onto the bed, straddling both of them while still on his hands and knees. Even as the girls touched and caressed he dropped his head and grazed his lips and tongue over their bodies. He went from sister to barmaid, back and forth, gentle at first, almost tender. But soon both would feel his teeth and orc-tusks on their soft flesh. He tasted each of them, shoulders, breasts, hips, thighs as if he were at a buffet of female flesh.

The two girls were both beautiful but in such different ways. His sister was lean and fit, a veritable gymnast when it came to sex and adventure. The barmaid was curvy and soft with breeding hips and large breasts. He let the girls enjoy each other as he roamed above them but began to make his presence more overt as his passion and lust grew. His cock poked each of the girls in various places, reminding them of what was soon to come.

As he worked his way down he began to use his hands more, touching and squeezing. He let his sister do as she pleased, she usually did anyway, but he began to move the barmaid onto her back and by the time his mouth was at her hips he spread her legs and she would feel his warm breath caress her bare sex.

 

[sunspark]

Serra warms to his touch, raising her body to grind her ass against his cock or turning briefly away from the girl to stroke it. Xavier was her first, and other men almost always fail to hold her attention. After all, how could they compare to him?

Her fingers rake through his hair as his tongue laps over her nipples, which are straining and hard from arousal. She wet for him, slick with need, and her pussy feels so empty it almost aches. He had better have some left for her when he finishes with the barmaid, she swears it.

For all her previous apprehension, the barmaid is also squirming and wet beneath his hands, as though Serra's adventurous spirit were contagious. She bites her lip as eyes travel up and down the impressive length of his cock, clearly never having seen a man quite so well endowed. Then she squeals a little as Serra props herself up on one elbow to watch, sliding her hand down the girl's body to stroke at her clit.

 

[xavierrol]

Serra always knew just how to get her brother's fire burning, as if it wasn't enough to have two lovely naked women beneath him. They were so close they barely needed words. He knew she was being patient for their guest but would be sure to leave plenty for her pleasure. He wasn't about to leave his sister completely ignored though and even as his mouth sought the barmaids sex, his strong hand parted Serra's thigh and stroked along her outer lips, more teasing than pressing his assault on her inner folds, for now at least.

His other hand followed his sister's lead, following her hand to the barmaids clit. It was obvious how wet Serra had made the other woman as he kissed the back of his sister's hand just before sucking the juices from them. He then replaced Serra's fingers with his lips, kissing the swollen bud of the barmaids arousal, sucking gently upon her tender flesh. His thick hot tongue slipped out of his mouth and caressed the barmaids nether lips as he tasted her more fully. The tip of his tongue curled and teased the wet lips before slipping back into his mouth.

Even as he lapped at the newcomer, his well practiced fingers toyed with his sister. He knew her most sensitive spots well and he used them all. As her arousal built he could feel her inner lips begin to blossom, wet as if with morning dew. As he lightly probed her pink folds he found her own swollen nub of arousal, his finger circling the little bundle he knew so well.