“Well, Shay," Jadrik said, grinning broadly as he noticed the wizardess's unmistakably adverse reaction at the mental prospect of becoming the paladin's wife, “I have to be honest: at first I agreed to come along just so that I could kill that fool in shiny armor, or at the very least to watch him die in some kind of, well, in some plausibly fortuitous

‘adventuring accident', so to speak.

"Yeah, I kinda figured that out already," Shayla replied, rolling her eyes and yet smirking, amused despite herself by Jadrik's candid admission of murderous intents toward her idiotic betrothed.

“But beside that," Jadrik went on as the wizardess finally reciprocated his advances, pressing her voluptuous body into his thin frame and locking her arms around him in a tight embrace, "I just couldn't pass up the chance to be with you again, Shay.

I can't say that killing good old Al was completely out of my mind, but it sort of became a minor priority compared to being with you

“Pff, you're just saying that because you wanted to fuck me, Jad, just admit it..." Shayla mumbled, feeling more and more flushed as she teasingly tried to dismiss the warlock's cheesy yet heartfelt words with her terse rebuttals.

“Of course I wanted to fuck you! You're the sexiest, most beautiful girl in this and many other worlds, my sweet slut!" Jadrik declared, not at all bothered by the wizardess's accusatory directness.

“And I know you wanted it too, and over the last few days we were both very glad to fuck each other, repeatedly and with pretty good results, I should say!" he concluded, grinning as he fondled Shayla‘s juicy round ass with one hand while cupping her delicate chin with the other.

“Well, I can't argue with that. into Jadrik's intense brown eyes.

“ the wizardess finally giggled, staring

“See, Shay," the warlock smiled, leaning in and holding the wizardess tighter so that her bulging boobs were squashed against his chest and almost spilled out of her tunic, “now, in light of my intentions and having seen for yourself what an idiot that fiance of yours really is, can you blame me for not telling you right away that Al was a lying self -important moron? Don't you agree that you most likely wouldn't have believed me back then? And that, by not believing me, you would have been putting yourself in the horrible position of siding with a pompous shiny- armored fool who cares nothing about you while I..

"Jad," Shayla interrupted him, whispering huskily, her lips brushing against the warlock's mouth, “I get it, okay? You're right, it was the right move. Now just shut up and kiss me already."

In the blink of an eye, the warlock and the wizardess's smiling mouths were joined together and they were lovingly smooching away.

Clutching urgently to one another's body as their tongues danced together and their lips met again and again, Jadrik and Shayla were both squirming with burning need within moments.

While he kept kneading her big beautiful ass ever more possessively through the figure-hugging cloth that encased it, the warlock's other hand quickly made its way down the front of the wizardess's tunic and under it too, his fingers reaching her smooth inner thighs, Jadrik's digits were about to sink into the moist, slick folds of Shayla's warm pussy when Laeny's singsong voice suddenly reached the lovers' ears, interrupting their intense make out session.

“Psst, guys!" the elf said in a low voice, trying to whisper and convey her urgency at the same time as she swiftly approached her entwined companions, “You've got to take a look at this, I think I've finally found something!

“Wimhh so have I..." Shayla sexily chuckled, her hand having sneaked its way into Jadrik's black robes and now cupping the massive bulge in the warlock's pants as she wiggled her luscious ass to urge him on to slip his expert fingers into her needy slit or her twitching little asshole, ideally both.

“No, seriously!" Laeny insisted.

"I went ahead and there's a huge chamber at the end of the tunnel, with a bunch of people in there. And lots of demons too!"

“Mice, I like demons..." the warlock mumbled distractedly, his lips still nibbling on Shayla's tumid mouth and moving lower to pleasure her neck while he pressed his tenting crotch against her hand and teasingly traced the dewy contours of her labia with his fingertips.

“Guys! Come on, this looks serious!" Laeny exclaimed, turning her pouting, worried face toward Shayla in the hope that she at least would listen where Jadrik clearly wouldn't.

“Aw, alright. Shayla acquiesced with a sigh of frustration, disentangling herself from Jadrik*s embrace and making him groan in turn.

“I guess we better take a look after all."

Straightening up their clothes, Jadrik and Shayla followed Laeny to the end of the tunnel, where they huddled in the shadows and dimmed down the globe of magical light to a barely flickering mote.