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Dream Posh
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"So, how good does it get?" I smirk. "Well, if I touch it just right..." she sighs. "w-wait, no," she realizes where I'm getting with this, "How can you even still be in the mood for this?" "For what? Making someone else feel good?" I slide closer. "No, I mean," she takes a breath and blushes, "... are you constantly this horny?" I shrug, "I guess. Toys takes off the edge, but it's always better with a partner." I place a hand on her thigh.
Asera's breathing gets a bit rougher and her face grows redder. "SO!" she scoots away, "I might have an idea on what the smell is." She stumbles up to the carriage and I follow her to the back, where she rummages though her boxes.
The cargo is mostly crates and covered boxes, a small one she carries out and pulls out a small... thing.
"Take a whiff," she holds it up to me. "Yeah, that's the smell. It's some kind of flower, I think? I don't remember what kind, but it's very distinct." "Hold on," She pulls out another thingamabob, and holds it close to me. "Yup, similar scent."
"Interesting. These are artifacts found in an underground ruins. I'm bringing these to Wern. You're saying you can smell something on these?" "It's also faintly on you, the whole inside kinda smells like it." "Fascinating..." Asera rests the thingamabob against her face as she thinks. "So, is that some kind of buttplug?" "What? No!" she eyes the thingamabob, "I... I don't think so..."
"I dare you to carry it." "Carry?" a slow realization forms on her face, "I, wait, no, these are artifacts, they're highly valuable, and I haven't even touched there!" "Well, you wear it, and I'll massage your feet." "Why don't YOU wear it then!" she frowns. "Sure." "...what?"
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