This poor goblin. Turning around and staring up at her as she comes rocketing down towards him...

Only to dive away at the last moment! This isn't how his morning was supposed to go!

Or she could put it to that too...

She better make her decision fast, though. This anxious little goblin has looked over his shoulders and doubled his pace.

|| I can never help myself. I respect actually giving it a go, since you didn't really have to! How DOES someone kiss a dungeon?

Imagine what she could but with that single silver coin...

Two loaves of bread...one tenth of a health potion, so much...

|| Holy moly Heleanor Hainsworth.

|| Every day the Internet becomes less a place worth our time.

|| Doing what? Writing, reading, gaming, a little bit of freaking, and lurking on my discord.

|| You certainly got your money's worth! It all looks great.

It's probably for the best that she's unable to speak at this very moment. Sure to succeed in only drawing the ire of the pesky little kobold she's throating now.

Grubby little hands grip her horn tips. Handled to keep her held down while his hips swing vigorously. Well and truly fucking her face.

|| That's right! I'd show them, but I don't have them on hand to show off at the moment-

|| It's not anything for games here so I can just spill the beans. They're clocks, but styled like paper talismans that are being ripped up as the clock progresses.