I smiled and stepped back, giving my lover a clear shot. I had been having fun throwing these little rotters into the woods - I had no problem at all laying a few drinks on the line over it. Especially as I'd already intended to buy us something to drink tonight anyway - but now, now there was a wager, and I intended to win. Just letting her win would be dishonest and an insult to her - so I watched as she prepared.

She was smooth, moving in swift flowing motions as she twisted around, and hurled the body part in her hands into the trees. It went a rather fair distance - hmm, perhaps her nature afforded her extra strength? Might be something to experiment with later. But. But, I knew I could throw further. So I stepped up beside her, and squeezed her ass with my empty hand, grinning at her.

“My turn, sweetheart.” She smirked - but didn't step back, instead remaining close as I stretched out my arm. That was fine, I could throw from an immobile stance. I reared my arm back - and felt a hand slip inside of my pants and squeeze. I let out a choked gasp and threw, hurling the arm straight out like a javelin.

It flew forward, and even with her diabolically wonderful interference I thought I had won. Until the arm hit a tree and fell. I slowly looked to her, raising my eyebrow. She gave me a squeeze and withdrew her hand with a smirk on those full lips. “Yes, love?” Oh, she was a vixen through and through wasn't she.

“Well. It seems I owe someone drinks, don't I?” I folded my arms over my chest and stared at her. She gave me an innocent look and shrugged.

“I didn’t say I would play fair.” I laughed and shook my head, then kicked dirt over the fire, snuffing out the last few embers. Then with another chuckle, I started heading back towards the town, heading towards the bar that I had seen while walking through the city.

As we walked, I shot her a look from the corner of my eye. “You do know dear, that if you end up getting me going I'm going to want you to take care of the problem?” My voice was warm and teasing as I grinned at her.

She laughed giving me a daring look, “I don’t do well with authority, lover.” She winked again playfully. I reached out and pulled her to me, pressing her flush against me as I leaned in and kissed her. I tilted my head back.

“But would you leave me to suffer, knowing only your touch can fix it?” I grinned and pinched her ass before pulling back and walking on, tossing her a smirk over my shoulder.

“Ah but that is what is so fun about all of this; you, are my serenity, and I, your salvation.” I laughed and shook my head, pressing on into the city as she grinned and slipped her hand into mine.


The bar was dark and smokey, and I had to suppress the urge to sneeze as we walked in. I pushed through the small throng of people, using my bulk to shove them aside, and to guard Camille from flying elbows. It seemed most of the people here were already deep in their drink. There was one table that was empty, and I quickly claimed it for us, setting my stuff on it to make sure that no one else moved in. Camille took one seat and moved some of my stuff to the other, as I pushed up to the barman and got us two mugs of…I honestly wasn't sure. It wasn't Siegbrau, I knew that much.

I set her mug down in front of her, and took the other seat. I grinned and raised my mug in a salute to her, then started draining my mug.