Smutty's drabbles from the World of Twelve

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Cleophee asked after Ruel had led her to a quiet place, away from all the others.

“That idea of hiding you in my bag, it comes with a price you know,” Ruel said with that overly smug smirk of his.

“Oh. I thought you'd do it... out of kindness or something.”

“Kindness? Me?” Ruel roared with laughter. “Kindness never got anyone rich you know. You get rich by getting the best out of every occasion, and there I see a damn good one. If you want to come with us, you pay.”

“There's just a little problem though. I have no money.”

“I know. I already have a lot of money, so I thought, maybe we could work out... something different. You see?”

Cleophee did see very well. Since they first met, that old perv had spent most of his time ogling her. And even when they were face to face, he didn't look at her in the eyes, but slightly downward instead. Even Grovy wasn't that obvious.

Cleophee sighed with resignation. “Fine, let's make a deal then. You hide me in your bag, and I'll give you a blow job afterward.”

She expected Ruel to be happy for getting what he wanted, but instead he just shook his head angrily.

“What kind of an Enutrof do you think I am, young lady? I'm never going to accept something like that.”

Cleophee was confused. “Oh, I... I thought you wanted...” He didn't want sex in exchange? How embarrassing.

“Nah, of course I want you to suck my dick, but I want it now. A true Enutrof would never accept to pay first and get it later. It works the other way around.”

Technically Cleophee could have argued she was the one actually 'paying', but she knew better than to argue with an Enutrof about money, deals and contracts.

“Fine then. You want it here and now I presume?” Cleophee said with a seductive grin.

Ruel immediately dropped his shabby pants and leaned against the wall. “You presume right, my girl.”

Cleophee was surprised a man so old could still get hard, but for sure he did. The size was also quite impressive. The young Cra knelt and didn't lose any time. The earlier she got started, the faster she'd be done with it.

It was as awful as she could expect, but she was used to eat all sorts of terrible things. Ruel's stinking cock was not that much out of the ordinary compared to the yucky food back at the barracks.

“Oh you're doing great,” the old man whispered with a dreamy look on his face. “I didn't get such a good one in ages.”

Indeed Cleophee had loads of useful experience. She took Ruel's cock whole and drove it all the way into her throat, resting her chin against his heavy balls and her nose in his pubes. Ruel looked like he was in heaven.

“Cleo... I'm gonna...”

Cleophee backed out, keeping only his dick head between her lips. Then she stopped moving, letting the pressure subside without any relief. Ruel was startled to say the least.

“By Enutrof, what are you doing?”

For all answer Cleophee started sucking again, and Ruel happily thought he had misunderstood something. Her hot mouth and squishy tongue felt so great on his shaft, he knew he wasn't going to last that much longer.

Then when Ruel once again moaned and twitched as he felt his orgasm getting closer, Cleophee froze again.

“What kind of a dirty trick is that?” Ruel asked angrily. But he didn't press on as Cleophee resumed her sucking. Then she stopped again. Was she making fun of him? The old man felt his heart doing a bit of tachycardia after being on the edge for that long.

“You'll give me an heart attack if you keep that up you know,” Ruel said with the worry obvious in his voice. Cleophee backed out and started jacking him slowly instead.

“I know,” she said smugly. “Just accept to hide me in your bag and I'll give you your release.”

“What? Not until I get what we had agreed on!”

“I see”, Cleophee said, going back to sucking. Ruel's eyes went a bit out of focus, as he felt his balls tightening. This time he was going to...

Cleophee stopped and gripped his shaft firmly to prevent him from cumming.

“Come on! That's really stupid!” the old man raged.

“Give me what I want,” Cleophee insisted. “Let me hide into your bag. It's simple really.”

Ruel knew she had the upper hand now, and he wouldn't dare to try anything with his dick being clutched in such a surprisingly strong grasp. “Okay okay, I'll let you, just... do your thing now, and stop messing around.”

Cleophee's eyes twinkled in a mischievous way that Ruel really didn't like. “You swear?” she asked brightly.

“Yeah.”

“No, I want you to really swear it.”

Ruel sighed. He understood now how Eva could find her sister to be such an annoying little bitch.

“I swear before Enutrof that I'll let you hide in my bag.” He felt the magic energy from the solemn oath grab his chest. It wasn't the first time he did a real oath of course. “You've got what you wanted, now just finish your business girl!”

Instead, Cleophee had a little sly laugh as she got up to her feet and let go of his junk.

“Why would I do that? You just swore to hide me in your bag for nothing. And if you don't, you die.”

She flashed him a triumphant little smirk before turning on her heels, and Ruel wanted to kill her. But she was right. There wasn't much ways to fool an Enutrof, but she had found the one. Lust.

And now Ruel was alone with the bluest balls he'd ever had in his whole, long life.