A cheer went up around the gathered crowd and Lace felt herself shrink back, bumping into Maria as she did. Every single other face in the tavern asides her own soft pink face, was that of an Orc. Lace!!” Came the shout again and Lace found herself suddenly clinging to the word as it bounced around her frazzled brain like she would a liferaft, she recognised the voice. “Zu’gar!” She squeaked, relief washing over her voice as she timidly pressed between the sea of Orcs, finding a familiar face and a familiar smile reclined comfortably in a corner alongside a terrifyingly massive Orc male. Plaintively ignoring everything else in the world she all but threw herself at Zu’gar and the Orcess laughed, folding her arms adoringly around the slender girl, holding her safe and tight as she peered up with bright eyes, her questions coming thick and fast. “Sorry I’m late! What’s going on? Why is everyone cheering? Where are we? Why is…” She wrinkled her nose, “Are you drunk?!” “Uh oh…” The male said, fetish mirth swimming deep in his heavily accented voice, “You fucked good now.” Zu’gar let out a bubbling laugh and shook her head, turning Lace so she was sat side saddle across her lap, “Look what I found Lace! Orcs! Loads!” Lace sighed a little and wiggled in Zu’gar’s lap to get comfortable, looping a slender arm under her dreads and around her neck, “I can see that Zu’gar but… But why are they reacting like that? Was it the kiss?” “Kiss good! Lots o’ talk bout that.” The male grinned through missing teeth, his bald head lolling to one side of its own accord before he seemingly remembered to straighten it, raising cumshot a tankard, “But drink better! Lace!” The gathered Orc crowd echoed her name again with a cheer and a laugh before continuing their talks. Lace looked around in exasperation and her eyes met with Maria’s as she herself sat down at the table with them, a small half-sized tankard in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. “You bought in quite a few rounds.” Maria explained as she slid the wine glass across to Lace, “For everyone.” “Oh yeah!” Zu’gar interjected, “Need more coin.” Lace sighed deeply as that fell into place and despite the expense couldn’t help but smile, she was finally at home and safe in Zu’gar’s arms and she took a japan moment to order her thoughts, collecting the wine glass and taking a testing sip. It wasn’t great, but it would be good enough. Maria and the male were talking about something she didn’t understand, with Zu’gar half listening in, half-drunkenly running her fingertips up and down Lace’s spine asian and, while it was no White Bear, the place Zu’gar had found at least japanese seemed exceptionally welcoming to her, and, now that the shock of the minor celebrity upon arrival had faded, she reevaluated the crowd, eying them a little more closely now, a big part of her unashamedly giddy to be among so many alluring Orcess’ and their male companions. They, in turn, eyed her occasionally with a restrained hunger, the women biting their lips and colouring their cheeks whenever they looked her way, an effect that gave Lace butterflies in her stomach as she sipped at her wine. She’d never in her life felt so out of her depth, recalling stories of what wild tribes of Orcs' would do to human captives and she reminded herself that these were powerful creatures any human with a lick of sense feared. She swallowed and eyed Maria, seemingly the only other sober one in the room. “Am I safe here?” She asked lightly and to her surprise, Zu’gar replied instead. “It’s the drink.” She said in a soft muted voice, a small smile playing across her lips. “What do you mean?” Lace queried in a gentle tone, pressing herself just a little closer to Zu’gar’s body. She shrugged, her voice smooth and sober as she whispered into Lace’s ear, “Why they aren’t all tearing each other apart to bang you against the nearest flat surface.” Lace blinked in surprise and lowered her voice to a whisper too, “They aren’t trying to fuck me because they’re drunk? And… You’re sober?” “No, they’re not trying to take and fuck you because you paid to get them drunk, get it? It’s like respect.” She purred low, still holding her tankard, which Lace noticed then was almost full. Lace pursed her lips, ignoring a loud crunch across the room and the subsequent growing argument, “You mean I have to pay not to get dragged off and used? That’s absurd…” “Don’t let my kindness fool you, Princess. We’re all still Orcs and you know what we do to pretty little asses like yours.” Zu’gar said flatly, “Sure they don’t go around stealing people off the streets, but you’re in their territory, a place where they can relax and be Orcs, rules are different in here.” Mom going to shopping and you staying to keep watch on your sister's. “ What's asian brought that on?” I asked. Emily cleans herself up as she prepares the aircraft for arrival. He told her to lay down. Girl: It took a while for things between us to normalize but after a while she got over it. “When I see her in an hour, I'll make sure she's out of the house. “Fill me with your seed. The sound of gravel under sneakers increased, but Gloria continued fetish to stare into japan the older girl's blue eyes. 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