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Julia, the Blacksmith
🕑 Added 2024-12-02 20:53:39 +0000 UTCJulia was working on her foundry, crafting tools for the villagers until a lizardmen from the jungles across the mountains visited her. He came to grab a customized commissioned twinblade which only her was proficient enough to craft.
How did she learn to craft a very specific weapon, know only by a tribe of lizardmen far away from home? Well, every good craftsmen know how to cultivate their customers, which for Julia meant traveling across the lands learning new smithing techniques.
During the months she was learning their metalworking, she also was taught by the women of the tribe other kind of "techniques" which she kept secret from the other villagers. What would they think of her if they knew she learn the "ways of love" from them? From savages?
And she couldn't shake that feeling off her body. The things she experienced were engraved under her skin and every night, she desired to feel that moment again.
Which made her body shake when recognizing the figure on her door.
She knew that lizardmen as Krotos, the son of a chieftain who introduced her to the tribe. He was the one who convinced their blacksmiths to share their knowledge with Julia and soon, she was accept as one of their own, even getting her own name in their language.
"I came to grab the twinblade, Na'shani", Kroto said in a strong accent. He had to lower his head to not hit the celling. "Why don't you have a workshop on the outdoors? Isn't the smoke impregnate in your hair and make you smelly?"
"Are you calling me smelly before saying even good afternoon?" She frowned. "You always so clumsy when talking the common tongue. For your information, it's cold here in the mountains, so that's why I prefer a comfy workshop to work".
"Sorry, Na'shani. And how about the blade?"
"It's almost ready, though... I might ask for an apology from the chieftain's soon for being a rude customer"
Julia approached him like a cat, walking around him, her hands touching his abs, his belt...
"I'm going to take a break here" Julia said in a suggestive manner. "Mind if you make company to a friend?"
Besides Krotos not being the best when talking in common tongue, it wasn't necessary to catch the signals. He closed the door behind him, thanking the presence of doors for a few hours of privacy.
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And then, they had sex. The End!
I included other variations for this scene with a bit more darker undertones (as it's usually not good having a 5 foot tall lizardmen with a massive axe behind you), but I prefer the wholesome route personally, and I like the "kind motherly blacksmith who has a secret past as a massive slut, sleeping with all kinds of creatures and peoples who sometimes gets visited by said old flames to rekindle that forge she has under her skirt because regular men just aren't enough to her" trope. You know? The classics.
I hope you guys enjoy this one! More stuff to come later this month! ;D
