“I sure as hell know where I'm coming in future when I need cheering up."

"I'm very glad to hear that, master." She purred the words in a playfully seductive tone.

“You know, as it happens, I'm feeling a Little glum again. Would you mind?"

“Again?" Lydia had some appreciation for her master's stamina, but after all that it was the first time she appreciated why a fully capable orc warrior required assistance to manage him.

“Master, I'm afraid I might be a Little sore in the morning if I do that again."

“Oh, of course. I completely understand." His smile never faded. After all, the woman had just given him an orgasm that was certainly more than enough to be content with for the time being.

That smile of his served to relax her nerves, for she had feared she might disappoint him. Once it became clear he wasn't about to press the issue, the corner of her lips raised in a Little smirk.

“Of course it does seem that I've gotten you all messy again, master.” She illustrated the point by swiping her fingertip over his belly where their mixed juices were flowing together out of her saturated pussy. Soon after that, she popped the finger between her lips and moaned softly at the taste of their joining.

She felt him regain his steel inside her.

“So, I think I owe you another bath. I can't help but notice that I've gotten your cock particularly messy, so I'll have to soap up my tits and squeeze it between them until it's nice and clean again. Then, if I should accidentally cause another mess to happen? You should feel free to squirt it wherever you Like." She backed those words up by squeezing her tits together and lewdly licking her Lips.

Gregory found his mouth had gone quite dry after hearing that, and managed to choke out a response.

“I think that might just about cheer me up enough to do a naked dance around the tent afterward.”

Lydia laughed at that, and then started to get to work by reaching for the wash cloth.

“I'LL look forward to that, master."

“Frun, watch out on your left!" Gregory called out. They were playing a defensive war game that involved Gregory, Wrut, and Frun standing within a small circle of stones whilst Frelki and Nullik ran around from the outside trying to pick them off. They had resumed use of their new weapons, and keeping the pair of them at bay was no easy task. Whenever they successfully got one of them to put a foot outside the circle, Gregory would swap sides and join them in harrying the pair of Wrut and Frun. This helped them prepare to fight with both an advantage and a disadvantage on both sides.

Even at a disadvantage, the Lightning-quick pairing of Nullik and Frelki weren't easy to keep at bay. Their last attack had teased an opening in Wrut's armless flank, which wasn't remotely easy to do when the big orc was using his shield. Frun would usually cover any such openings, but he'd been successfully distracted by Nullik and left Frelki to almost unbalance Wrut before Gregory could get in to assist propertly.

! Nearly had you." Nullik teased as they Leapt back from the circle and parted in what would clearly be an attack from either side.

“You won't get that chance again.” Wrut glowered, annoyed that they'd almost got the better of him.

Nullik grinned at the challenge and waited for Frelki to get into position. He gave her a small nod to signal the attack, and they both charged the circle from opposite sides. With their Lighter weapons, their charges were much more effective since they could easily shift direction at any moment and surprise even the most stalwart of defenders.

This time, Gregory thought that they'd outdone themselves. Nullik successfully convinced him that he was going to feint to the left, but instead he decided to go below and fell into a smooth baseball slide.

“Oh shi-" Gregory managed to get that far before he felt one of Nullik's batons crack into his shin and he was left to fall down onto one knee.

That was when Frelki sailed overhead from behind him. As her partner in crime had taken the low road, she'd opted to use her staff like a pole-vaulter and propelled herself up above the circle. This had caught Wrut utterly off guard, and he instinctively brought his shield up to protect himself from the incoming attack. She planted both feet on its surface and kicked hard to send Wrut stumbling backward. Whilst Frelki did a graceful flip in mid-air before Landing on her feet on the other side of the circle, Nullik quickly slid out of the way. This left Wrut to continue stumbling backwards to fall over Gregory and Land on his back with his entire upper body outside the circle. Frun had barely had a chance to react throughout the entire manoeuvre.

“By the First! We didn't actually think that would work." Nullik sounded amazed. "Hey, that counts, right? I mean, his feet are still inside the circle but we still win?"

“Yeah, I think that still counts as a win." Gregory grinned over to the pair of them as he pulled himself to his feet and waggled his leg to try and ease out some of the pain in his shin.

“Cheating.” Wrut grunted as he planted the edge of his shield into the ground and hoisted himself up to his own feet. A tense moment of silence fell between everyone at that accusation. To be called out even in practice for cheating was a great stain on an orc's honour and no small matter. Except shortly thereafter Wrut grinned at his two attackers.