Tabula Rasa: Adventures In A New World

“Mnnnhhnn...” A drowsy noise, halfway between yawn and groan, rumbles from deep within the Drakling’s chest. That grumbling sound seems to ward off whatever it was that dared to disturb her deep slumber, letting the soft moss bedding and the warmth of a body held in her arms coax Krvavy back towards a nice, relaxing dream.

But, again, some movement pokes at the edges of her awareness, threatening to wake Krvavy up. And, unfortunately, that bothersome motion only seems to grow more squirmy as the seconds tick on by.

Bit by bit, her mind is roused and her awareness grows.

Shuddering tremors run through the barbarian’s body, clawed toes curling as she involuntarily stretches her strong and long legs across the mossy expanse of this enormous bed. The muscles in her arms twitch and tense, tightening their grip as her cuddling hug grows even more constricting than before. Bare skin presses against her buff belly, the back of a head engulfed between her pale tits.

The only thing standing between Krvavy and the squirming girl trapped within her unyielding embrace are a few thick strands of long and velvety hair. Not even a single strip of clothing dares to keep them apart.

Krvavy’s eyes lazily flutter open, just as a pair of little padded paw feet find purchase on her toned thighs. “Hahhhh...” With a tired sigh, which quickly transitions into a yawn, she lets her arms go limp.

That sudden noise sees Adeline freeze in place. The bunny-mouse doesn’t move a muscle, even going so far as to hold her breath as she waits, and waits, and waits, until... “Hhhhhnh...” Slowly, she resumes her squirmy attempt to escape from the barbarian’s embrace, only to accidentally elbow one of the arms now loosely wrapped around her thin waist. “Eep...!” She quietly squeaks in shock as Krvavy’s right hand is sent tumbling down, bouncing off the padded moss bedding.

The Halfling nervously quivers and shakes, her heartbeat picking up and drumming at such a frantic pace that Krvavy can feel it better than her own.

But that bottom-heavy bunny-mouse doesn’t panic... even if it feels like she is on the verge of doing just that. The tiny and timid girl gasps for air, struggling to keep quiet as she gradually steadies her nerves and calms herself down, as best she can. Her slim shoulders slump in relief as she realizes that her attempt at escape seems to have gone unnoticed. Or at least it hasn’t earned her this Drakling’s ire.

And so, the Halfling very carefully lifts the other limp arm away from her wide hips, before scooting herself forward and free from its grasp. She visibly winces as that arm slips from her grip and drops back down onto the bed. Shuddering slightly, the tiny blonde glances back over her shoulder and... goes completely still.

“Morning...” Krvavy blearily greets that wide-eyed girl, stifling another yawn.

The little bunny-mouse doesn’t move at all, almost as if she thinks that Krvavy won’t notice her if she stays still.

Which the Drakling doesn’t exactly mind, her groggy gaze slowly trailing down the Halfling’s completely nude body. But, even in her tired state, she can’t help but focus her attention on the tiny blonde’s even tinier tits. Much like the girl that they’re attached to, those little boobs are... they are honestly quite cute.

Krvavy enjoys that uninterrupted view for at least a minute – she isn’t exactly counting the seconds pass on by – before realizing that she is just lying there while ogling her adorable Halfling. “Not wearing your pajamas...?” She expertly plays off her staring as simple curiosity, which is definitely believable.

Realizing that her ‘strategy’ isn’t working, Adeline suddenly jumps upright and... buries her face into her soft bunny ears. “Eeeeeeiieeeeeeeeeeiiieee...”

“Hey now,” Krvavy slowly pushes herself up, unintentionally looming over the gradually deflating girl. “No need to be embarrassed by that. It’s good that you’re getting more comfortable around here.”

Adeline shudders as the barbarian’s big hands gently grab onto her wrists. Bit by bit, her heavily flushed face is revealed as those floppy bunny ears of hers are lowered back down. A few teardrops cling to her thick eyelashes, though none have dared to touch her blushing cheeks.

A warm, loving smile plays at Krvavy’s lips. “How are you so adorable~...?” She so softly asks, her tone almost reverent.

“Eeep!” The Halfling tears away from the Drakling’s grasp, her face flushing even further as she turns her head to the side, her hands slapping down over her nearly nonexistent tits. Hardly a second later, her thin tail twitches and quickly twists around her wondrously wide hips, covering up her crotch with the fluffy tuft of fur at its tip.

Krvavy gently cups the cute Halfling’s cheek and chin, brushing her thumb over the tiny blonde’s soft lips.

That intimate contact causes Adeline’s blush to spread down her neck and to her shoulders. She shudders and gasps as the Drakling gently kisses her forehead and nuzzles into her dark-blonde hair. She blinks her big hazel-brown eyes, her brow knitting together just a bit as her gaze drops down.

“Now what’s with that look, hmm~?” Krvavy delicately bumps noses with that heavily blushing bunny-mouse girl. “Did you... maybe want a real kiss~?” She playfully asks, grinning widely and warmly as she peers deep into the Halfling’s watery eyes. “On the lips~? We haven’t done that since, well, you know... A quick peck here and there, sure, but not an actu–”

Two sharp claps echo through the air as Adeline’s little hands clumsily slap down onto the Drakling’s cheeks. That bit of utterly unexpected violence completely stuns Krvavy, but isn’t anywhere near as surprising as what follows it.

The tiny blonde’s little lips press against the paler pair of this much bigger barbarian, her eyes quickly getting squeezed shut, dislodging the few tears that were clinging to her thick lashes. Adeline’s small body shudders and shakes, her shaky fingers clinging onto her Draconic lover’s face as she so desperately holds herself steady and in place.

Krvavy blinks a few times as her mind reboots itself. Her raised brows gradually lower, and she closes her eyes.

Adeline is... very inexperienced. And without the burning need that her heat forced upon this Halfling, she doesn’t have the courage to... do anything, really. In other words, this is hardly a kiss. They’re just pressing their lips together.

But it doesn’t have to stay that way.

“Mhhhhhhhhhh!” The bunny-mouse girl suddenly goes stiff, her shocked squeak muffled by her closed mouth. She shudders again, shaking and shivering as every gasping breath she takes is stifled, her heartbeat picking up its already frantic pace. She remains exactly where she is, not attempting to pull back or flee despite the fact that she very well could do so. There is nothing stopping her from retreating, her Draconic lover’s hand simply holding onto her hips to help her keep steady. But still, she stays.

The Drakling’s tongue gently prods at Adeline’s lips and, after a few seconds, is let inside.

Slowly but surely, all of the tension filling this Halfling’s bottom-heavy body gradually fades away. Her fears and worries are easily forgotten as she gives in completely, letting Krvavy lead their kiss.

It is similar to the first time their lips met, yet so different as well.

Adeline is just as clumsy as before, her little tongue hesitant and uncertain as it partakes in this unfamiliar dance. She hasn’t gained even a sliver of experience in the weeks since they’ve last kissed like this. Each little movement she makes is questioned and doubted, fraught with overthought worries. She is more timid, more anxious and shy, than when her heat was driving her every action.

It is... better this time. Way, way better. There may not be the same level of energy, but that doesn’t mean that there is any less passion. The fact that Adeline initiated this kiss of her own free will and without anything or anyone forcing her into it...

Krvavy’s heart flutters from just that thought alone, the tip of her tapered tongue gently tapping against Adeline’s much smaller one as she slowly and lovingly leads their shared dance.

Time passes by unnoticed as the Halfling awkwardly follows along, gasping and sighing and shivering and shuddering. But even her shy nature can’t contain the spark of enthusiasm that is making this inexperienced kiss into something truly special.

Adeline’s innocence is a beautiful treasure that fills the Drakling with endless desires. Most of which are, surprisingly, quite wholesome. In this moment, there is nothing more in the world that Krvavy wants than to protect and cherish this adorable bunny-mouse girl that she, by some miracle, has been allowed to call her own.

And that feeling continues to fill the barbarian even after Adeline ends their kiss.

The Halfling’s petite chest rises and falls with each laboured breath she takes. Her flushed face is as red as a tomato, but she resists the urge to hide in the safety of her soft ears, little fingers twitching and tapping at the blushing cheeks that she can’t bring herself to let go of.

Krvavy’s mind is a haze of affection and joy. A year ago... no, not even... A few months ago she wouldn’t have even dared to dream of being able to actually experience such happiness as this. But now... now she gets to feel these wonderful things on what would otherwise be an ordinary and unremarkable day. She doesn’t deserve it, not at all, but she’d rather die a thousand times than let anyone take this away from her.

The tiny blonde remains completely still, her timid gaze turned down and off to the side. She quivers slightly as the Drakling’s fingers begin idly trailing through the long strands of her dark-blonde hair, one of those strong hands having climbed her back at some point, without either of them really noticing.

“Hahh...” Krvavy slowly exhales, rolling her shoulders as she gradually comes back to her senses. It takes a considerable amount of will for her to not tease this cute bunny-mouse girl. At least not directly. “How do you feel about starting the day with a nice soak down in the hot springs...?”

Slowly, Adeline peels her little hands away from her Draconic lover’s face, trembling fingers nervously grasping at the very ends of her long bunny ears. She hesitantly glances up at the barbarian, peeking out of the corners of her big hazel-brown eyes. “I-I-I...” Her blush deepens and spreads further across her light olive skin, colouring her shoulders and a bit of her chest. “I-I-I-I-I’dlikethat...!”

The Drakling’s smile turns into a wide grin, her roaming hand trailing its way down towards Adeline’s upper back. “Well, lets not waste any more time then~.”

“Eeep!” The Halfling squeaks as she is scooped up into Krvavy’s arms. It seems that being lifted off the ground and carried is a bit too much for her to handle, as she immediately hides her round face behind those soft and floppy rabbit ears of hers.

Krvavy doesn’t exactly rush to get off their expansive bed, but she doesn’t take it slowly either. Her knees press into the cushioned moss with each slightly hurried ‘step’ that she takes. The stone floor beyond the bed feels cold beneath her clawed and inhuman feet, at least compared to the warmth of the sweet girl squished against her pale tits.

“O-oh...!”

That surprised gasp causes the Drakling to halt in her tracks. Adeline didn’t make that noise, so who...?

“Ah didn’t disturb yer sleep, did Ah?” A note of worry fills Beryl’s voice as it carries across the entire room. The lithe Elf leans just a little further forward, standing in the mouth of the pathway leading towards the storage area, her hands held behind her back. Whether intentionally or not, that pose perfectly puts her pert breasts on display. The slight squish of the thin leather strap secured tightly across those caramel handfuls serves only to make that sight even more alluring.

“No.” Krvavy gently shakes her head, trying not to stare... too much.

“Good, good. The two o’ ya looked so adorable cuddlin’ like tha’... Ah just couldn’t bring myself ta wake ya...” A slight smiles plays at that tanned tomboy’s lips as she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, bringing attention to the skintight shorts clinging to her slim hip, which roll with that motion. “Ah take it tha’ ya and tha’ sweetie ‘ave some plans fer the day...?”

“We’re heading down for a nice, relaxing bath.” The barbarian tilts her head in the vague direction of the hot springs as she answers her sweet berry’s question “Do you want to join us?”

“Ah’d love ta, my dearest love, but...” The tips of Beryl’s long and pointed ears droop down just a little, her tone growing faintly regretful as she turns her gaze to the side, looking out over the grotto. “Ah ‘ave some... catchin’ up ta do around ‘ere. Wit’ the plants. In the garden. We were gone fer a couple weeks, after all, and Ah’d... like ta see ‘ow everythin’ ‘as been doin’ in tha’ time. Not tha’ Ah expect ta find anythin’ bad, of course: we left it all in good ‘ands!” She hastily adds, briefly glancing at the curled up bunny-mouse girl held in the Drakling’s arms, before quickly turning her gaze away again. “But they’ve still been without my magic fer some time, so... it wouldn’t ‘urt ta get reacquainted wit’ everythin’ down there...”

The Drakling slowly nods. “Alright, I –”

“And Ah’ll be busy wit’ tha’ all day,” the Elf quickly adds, cutting Krvavy off. “So ya can enjoy Adeline’s company without worryin’ about me stealin’ ‘er away from ya.”

“Eeeeeeeiiiiiieeeeeee...” A long, drawn out squeak makes its way past the mildly muffling presence of Adeline’s velvety bunny ears. The girl is, quite clearly, incredibly embarrassed to have someone else witness her nude body being held in such an intimate way by an equally nude barbarian. Though, to be fair, she’d likely be just about as embarrassed if they were both clothed...

“Aww... Sorry sweetie, Ah won’t ‘old ya any longer.” A slightly apologetic smile tugs at the corners of this Wood Elf’s caramel lips, her arms shifting slightly as they remain mostly behind her back. “So go on, my dearest love,” she gently urges, “don’t ya keep the poor girl waitin’.”

Krvavy shoots her sweet berry an appreciative smile. “Right. See you later then.” With a quick nod, she turns and heads off, holding the quivering Halfling tightly against her body.

“Eeeeiinnnnnnnhhhhnh...” The embarrassed noises of that tiny blonde slowly shift into something more akin to a hum, which gradually fade into silence as the Drakling carries her away.

Comforting steam billows around the barbarian as she stands at the edge of this uppermost hot spring pool. The corners of her lips twitch down just a little as she struggles to tie a towel around her waist. After a few attempts at trying to get it around her tail, she simply elects to tie it together above that meaty appendage, wearing the towel like an apron.

That doesn’t exactly do a good job at covering her from behind, but that doesn’t exactly matter if she is just going to be sitting down.

“K-Krv-vavy...” Adeline’s nervous voice calls from the adjacent bathroom, just barely peeking her head through that stone door frame as she hides mostly out of sight.

“Don’t worry, we don’t need to be naked for this.” Krvavy gently reassures her nervous little bunny-mouse, smiling as softly as she can. “See?” She idly gestures at the towel crudely secured around her waist. “We can cover ourselves up and still relax just fine in there. And I can always wrap another up here,” she pokes a finger into one of her bare boobs, “if that makes you feel more comfortable.”

“N-no... y-y-you a-are g-g-g-g-good...” The Halfling shakily stutters. Her cheeks gain a reddish hue as she takes a deep breath and, very bravely, scurries on through the open door.

Krvavy tries not to stare at the tiny blonde’s body, but... that is much easier said than done. From the waist up, Adeline is undeniably cute: her youthful face and small, waifish tits only serve to accentuate that. From the waist down, Adeline is undeniably sexy: her juicy thighs and wide, womanly hips only serve to accentuate that. Put those halves together and... well, the Halfling is simply beautiful.

The bunny-mouse girl hastily swings open the cabinet and pulls out a towel. It takes her only a couple seconds more to wrap herself up, tucking the top of that towel into itself after pulling it tight around her torso. If it weren’t for the visibly fluffy and absorbent fabric, it would almost look like this cute girl was wearing a rather form-fitting dress. It even has a slight split along the side of her leg, spreading wider and wider as it travels over her wondrous hips...

Adeline slowly exhales, looking a little relieved to no longer be naked, though her cheeks still remain rather flushed.

Pleasantly hot water surrounds the Drakling’s draconic foot as she steps into the hot spring. “Do you want to sit right next to me, or...?” Krvavy trails off as the Halfling anxiously grabs onto her hand, effectively answering that question.

Krvavy carefully lowers herself down onto a submerged, sculpted stone bench before helping Adeline down into the water. The barbarian’s brow shoots up in surprise as the tiny blonde doesn’t sit where she expected, on a seat raised up to be a perfect height for such a short girl, but instead climbs into Krvavy’s lap.

The blush colouring Adeline’s cheeks burns ever brighter as she sinks into her Draconic lover’s embrace, awkwardly glancing off to the side as her chin dips into the steamy water. Her other hand joins the first, fingers clasping onto those of the Drakling as she pulls the held hand up against her covered chest.

The Halfling jumps slightly as Krvavy’s unoccupied fingers brush against her back, trailing over her wide and womanly hips. She shudders slightly as the almost claw-like nails at their very tips reach beneath the edge of the towel, touching her bare skin and gently grabbing onto that wonderfully thick thigh of hers. She wiggles slightly as she settles in place, her tail slipping out of that same gap in the towel and twisting through the water, before wrapping itself around the Drakling’s touchy arm.

Neither bunny-mouse nor barbarian make much of a sound at all for a few long minutes.

The tiny blonde’s floppy bunny ears slowly sink beneath the steamy surface of this bubbling pool, no longer able to remain floating as they grow increasingly heavy and waterlogged.

“Do you know anything about Thea wanting me to renovate the living room?” Krvavy idly asks, casually kneading her Halfling’s wonderfully thick thigh. “I vaguely remember that being brought up last night, but... uh... well... I wasn’t exactly paying attention.”

Adeline’s skittish little fingers tighten their grip on her lover’s large hand, her palms pressing into both front and back like two slices of bread that are far too small to properly cover up the filling between them. Her big hazel-brown eyes briefly glance up at the barbarian before quickly turning away, the blush colouring her round cheeks growing a little brighter. After a couple seconds, she nervously nods.

“Oh, good,” the Drakling slowly sighs in relief. “I was a little worried that Thea would scold me, or something, for not knowing exactly what it is that she wants. Not that she’d have much ground to stand on – she was way more out of it than I was last night – but still, doubt that’d stop her...”

“C-c-cou-couches!” The bunny-mouse girl abruptly blurts out, nearly cutting Krvavy off in her haste to get that word past her little lips. She visibly winces and shrinks into herself, sinking even further into the water, as she realizes how rude her response was. “M-miss Thea w-wo-would like some c-couches...”

Krvavy lightly bites her bottom lip, heart fluttering at that adorable sight. “Did she get any more specific than that, or...?”

Adeline faintly shakes her head, hardly disturbing the steamy water with her hesitant response.

“Well... guess that makes my job a little... easier...? Or does it really...? I’ll need to figure out what it is that she actually wants and... Eh, whatever. She’d probably find something to complain about no matter what I do.” Krvavy shrugs her shoulders and slowly exhales, leaning back into this nice and steamy water. “Say,” she gently drums her fingers against the tiny blonde’s thigh, “would you mind helping me with that?”

“I d-don’t...” The Halfling’s big hazel-brown eyes go wide as she glances up at the Drakling. “Y-your m-ma-magic...”

“Don’t worry, I’m not asking you to help out with that part. I won’t even make you carry bricks around either.” A warm smile plays at the barbarian’s lips as she leans her head forwards, softly bumping her nose into the top of Adeline’s head. “I just want your input and to hear your ideas.”

The timid girl stares for a few long seconds. Her ever-present embarrassment fades just a bit as confusion starts to take its place. “Why...?” She genuinely asks.

“Because this is your home.” Krvavy plainly states, straightening back up again. “Plus, you grew up in a big family with lots of siblings all living together in the same house. That experience would be pretty helpful when trying to build a living room that a whole bunch of people will find comfortable. Also... Beryl did say that I could have you all to myself today~. So why not take advantage of that~?”

The bunny-mouse girl blinks and slowly turns her gaze back down to the steamy water. “O-okay...” She quietly mutters, clearly resisting the urge to cover up her rosy cheeks... if only because she would have to let go of Krvavy’s hand first. Unless she used that hand to cover up, as she has done quite a few times before...

“Great!” Krvavy cheerfully comments, emerald eyes gleaming bright as she gives that bunny-mouse a soft squeeze of a hug. “But there’s no need to rush. We’ll get to it once we’re done down here. And after breakfast. Does that sound good with you?”

Adeline nods, slowly sinking even further into her much larger lover’s lap.

“Then I guess we should start to actually bathe, huh?” The barbarian’s submerged hand caresses her Halfling’s juicy thigh, kneading and squishing that expanse of soft flesh to her hearts content. “That is what we’re here for, after all. But that doesn’t mean we can’t still relax at the same time though~.”

“Eeeeeiie...” The tiny blonde weakly squeaks, fingers locking with those of the Drakling and nervously refusing to let go.