How To Train Your Human: Part 3

	Krintuk flopped onto the bed, stretching out over the plush cushioning with a yawn. The room was small, by human standards, but it fit the kobold just fine. Cheaper that way, too. A single iron candelabra illuminated the cozy little bedroom, and he snatched a glass full of something brown and frothy off the single table, taking a swig as he felt his muscles finally relax. The bed was nice, at least. Much nicer than the rest of the furnishings in his home. In his experience, a bed is the one thing you really shouldn't skimp out on.
	The door creaked open, and Maira Rotallin walked in after him, heavy fur-lined coat folded over one arm. Slinging it over the hook hanging on one wall, the soldier sat on the edge of Krintuk's bed, shaking it slightly as she started undoing her boots in silence. As usual, her motions were precise and efficient, taking off her boots and unbuckling the curved saber and setting it, very reverently, onto the metal trunk in the corner opposite from the table. She sat there and stretched, back arching with an almost imperceptible crack. Krintuk smirked.
	"Y'know," he said, rolling onto his side to face her "it'd be a lot easier to convince Gurn to cough up that whatsit you're looking for if you hadn't stabbed the footmen he had guarding his home."
	She turned her head halfway around to face him. Her lips were pursed, face as emotionless as ever, but over the last four weeks Krintuk had learned that the slight twitch of her mouth meant that she was almost amused with his commentary.
	"Perhaps if he had restrained himself to simply whistling I would have." She said simply, accent still strong despite her time in the city. "I can hardly be blamed if he mistakes me for some common harlot and tries dragging me off into a side room."
	"Yeah, but did you really need to stab him five times?"
	"Yes." She glanced directly at him, face as blank as ever. "I do not intend to negotiate with gangsters and criminals. That is your job."
	"Hey, I did my job, thank you very much. All we have to do is get him Breffort's shipping manifest and he'll hand it over. Shouldn't be too hard, I got some friends down by the docks who can get their hands on it." Krintuk snickered. "Dunno why, but most folk are just fine with overlooking kobold workers. Their loss."
	"Quite." She said, scooting back onto the bed. "It's been a long day now, and I'm rather looking forward to resting."
	Krintuk smirked. Resting. She showed more emotion when they 'rested' than she did when she was fighting off cutthroats and pushy merchants. Another reason to pay good money for a nice, large bed.
	"Could be something to do tonight, sure." He said, putting on his best air of nonchalance as he rolled back onto his back. "Maybe, dunno. Might be a good night to actually rest."
	“Oh.” She said plainly. Out of the corner of his eye, Krintuk saw her turn to stare at him, face slightly more drawn back than usual. He tried to look innocent.
	"After all the stuff we’ve done today, I’m a bit tired, y’know?” He smirked, watching her blush. “Could use a little pick-me-up to get me going.”
	She shifted in her seat next to him, looking almost uneasy. There was a faint blush on that hard, scarred face.
	"Would that...” She made it a point not to look towards him. “If you insist, I suppose.”
	Krintuk pushed himself up into a sitting position, back against the headboard of the bed. "Not at all. It’s up to you if you really want to do it tonight.”
	Maira's face reddened. She glanced around, as if seeing if anyone was watching, then pulled herself properly onto the bed, crawling up to Krintuk on her hands and knees. His smirk widened into a grin. Hook, line, and sinker.
	Soon enough, her hands were already his already stiffening cock, slowly stroking it with her fingers. She frowned slightly, clearly unsure of herself as she massaged his member with uncertain, short strokes. Krintuk rolled his eyes. They had a lot of ground to cover, though he’d never get tired of teaching her.
	“Gotta go faster,” he said, running one hand through her short hair, small claws brushing softly against her head “get the whole length. Don’t be afraid to use your mouth, either.”
	She went faster, at least, and leaned in until her face was inches from his cock, uncertainty marring her otherwise pretty face. Krintuk sighed, and yanked her head closer, firmly planting her mouth against the side of his shaft.
	“See, there you go!” He said with a laugh as she squeaked. “Just like that. Kiss it, touch it, make me feel good and I’ll return the favor.”
	She pressed her lips on it again, he responded with an encouraging groan, rubbing her head as if she were a dog. Despite her hardened exterior, those lips were pleasantly soft, and his cock grew rapidly harder. As it did, she started stroking more and more, full, long pumps, punctuated by more tentative kisses.
	Once it got to its full length, she began to really put her effort into it, planting her lips against the head of his cock, eyes closed as she pumped it furiously. One hand was sliding alongside his stomach and chest, which was nice, and she seemed entirely focused on pleasing the hard rod before her. Already he was seeping over her hand, making it slick with pre-cum.
	Reaching down with both his hands, Krintuk grabbed her by the head. This wasn’t saying much, considering how much smaller his hands were in comparison, but he could still exert enough force to pull her closer, bucking his hips out and smacking her face with his shaft, grinding it against her, marking the warrior woman with his scent. She blinked, mouth open in surprise at first, but she soon recovered enough to act with it, one hand still caressing her cock as she pushed more soft kisses against his throbbing member. Soon, her face was smeared with sticky white. There was something incredibly base, almost degrading about this, and Krintuk loved every second of it.
	“Good girl.” He murmured. “Little more and I’ll give you the nice, hard reward you deserve, my little slut.”
	If the soft insult had registered with her, she didn’t acknowledge it. Propping herself up by one elbow, holding his cock to her face, Maira began to lick his cock now, tongue running across it, saliva mixing in with his pre-cum to thoroughly coat the kobold’s cock. He leaned his head back and groaned. She was a fast learner. Her other hand, meanwhile, had snaked down between her legs and slipped in beneath her trousers, making hurried movements that caused her body to tremble.
	Krintuk nodded, smirking. She was really putting herself entirely into this, alternating between kisses, hard stroking, licking it, and grinding her face up against it, thoughts entirely focused on pleasing his cock. He was going to have to reward her something fierce for this effort.
	“Alright, my little fucktoy,” he said after a few more minutes of delight that made his manhood pulse with pleasure “you’ve earned it. Get up and ride my cock and I’ll fuck your brains out for you.”
	Maira blinked, looking up at him. Her face was an absolute mess, splotches of spunk and saliva and sweat covering it, thick ropes trailing from those delicious lips to his cock. It was a beautiful sight, really.
	Then Maira quickly pulled herself up properly, undoing her pants all the way and sliding them off, revealing those toned legs and sturdy thighs Krintuk enjoyed touching so much. She was already dripping from her entrance where she had been working herself of, and Maira seemed eager to straddle him with her legs, careful not to put too much of her weight on him.
	One hand on his cock and the other on her hips, the kobold slowly pulled her down until the tip of his rod was pressed firmly into her folds. Gods, she was absolutely soaked. He looked up to her, towering over him, face still blushing despite his seed all over it, and slowly, ever so slowly, he pulled her down onto it.
	Maira shuddered, which had a wonderful feeling on his cock, and Krintuk groaned. He never got tired of this. Athletic women, mature athletic women like her, were the best. Tight, yet soft, warm and wet and oh-so-eager for one small kobold to drive his cock into her. Maira’s insides gripped him as he slowly pulled her further down, until his balls were comfortably pressed against her warm entrance and cock was firmly lodged deep inside her pussy. For a minute he held himself there, basking in her sex, enjoying the little shudders and squirms that translated wonderfully into stimulation for his throbbing cock.
	Then he bucked his hips upward, chuckling as she was pushed up and gasped in surprise. She was much stronger than he was, to be sure, but he had the advantage of not being stricken senseless by kobold dick. He pulled back then pushed her up again, gently slapping her thigh to let her know to follow his lead. In and out, in and out, sliding up and down and pumping into her like a hard piston.
	It took her a minute to really start following along with him, and her actions were slow and jerky in comparison, but it was fine in his book. Soon she was bouncing along, hips going up and down somewhat in time with his thrusts, adding to every movement as he slammed his cock up into her, stretching the tight cunt that was practically his property at that point.
	“Shirt.” He commanded. “Take it off.”
	She complied, reaching down and peeling her top upward and off, slowing down in her riding as her ample tits flomphed out and into view. The size difference between the two worked in Krintuk’s favor, here, as each tit was the size of his head. Smirking, he drove his cock up into her as she was almost done taking her shirt off, causing her to gasp and nearly fall over.
	Not slowing down, he gripped her hips harder and drove up into her. Now, her timid bouncing, accentuated by his much more aggressive thrusts, made those breasts bounce something wonderfully, up and down, up and down, shaking and jiggling with each movement.
	Maira arched her back and moaned suddenly, face twisted in a spasm of pleasure, sticking her chest out. Gods, if only his arms were longer so he could reach up and grab them. She was positively flowing over his cock now, slick entrance making loud squelching noises as he rammed his cock into her, delighting in every inch that squeezed onto his member.
	“Forward.” He grunted. “Lean forward. Gods, I am going to fuck you until you can’t think properly.”
	Like the obedient little pet she was rapidly becoming, Maira did as he commanded, dropping forward to put her elbows on the bed. This was another advantage to being much shorter than her - her tits hung right over his face. The two mounds blotted his vision, heavy flesh plopping right on either side of his snout, face nestled comfortably in her cleavage. Shaking his head just to make them jiggle, Krintuk laughed. Life was good.
	He reached down, sliding his hands up her thighs and pulling her forward a bit, making the angle a bit more comfortable and letting him reach back and grip her firm ass, hard enough that he knew he would leave a mark on either cheek, small claw tips sinking into her flesh. His claws weren’t very sharp, so there wasn’t much risk of actually hurting her, but it gave him a fantastic grip on that meaty ass.
	Then he immediately drove his cock into her that she nearly fell over on top of him. Maira gasped as he rammed as hard as he could, body shuddering, and he didn’t let up. Hard, loud, deep thrusts, slamming as far into her tight cunt as he could go, room filled with the loud thump thump thumping sound of raw, relentless sex. Her body shook and shuddered with each movement, and he didn’t let up, groaning loudly as he took her body by storm.
	His cock pulsed with pleasure, and he drove it harder into her, battering Maira’s quivering insides. She shuddered, causing her to tighten around him, squeezing his cock as he plowed her. He fucked her harder, slamming up into her core, cock grinding against her sensitive insides as he growled.  The bed shook from the force of their rutting, and still he pushed into her as hard as he could, cock feeling like a solid metal rod that was slamming up into softness.
	“Fuck.” He growled, voice muffled by the softness enveloping his face. “You’re the best cunt I’ve ever fucked, you know that? I think I might just fucking keep you.”
	She moaned, a drawn out animalistic sigh of bestial pleasure. “So good...” She groaned, voice full of soft ecstasy. “K-Keep it.”
	“Fuck yes I will.” He said, spurred on by her acceptance of his cock. “From this moment on, slut, you fucking belong to me, and your cunt is my personal property to use, okay?”
	“Nnnnngh~” Was all she could manage, gripped by his cock smashing into her sensitive spot inside her vagina. “P-Property.”
	“I’ll fuck you like this non-stop, but you belong to me.” The sense of raw dominance overtook him, and he drove his cock up into the moaning slut, breeding her like the good little human whore she was.
	That was what pushed Maira over the edge, her drawn-out moan turning into a quivering orgasm, body wracked with hard contractions as her leg muscles rattled and sweat dripped onto Krintuk’s scales. She cried out his name in a long, orgasmic bliss, and he took great confidence in absolutely annihilating the warrior woman.
	Her body shuddered, which further stimulated and squeezed his cock, finally pushing Krintuk over the edge himself as a pulse of pleasure sprang from his loins. He wrapped his arms around her torso, pulling her down on top of him, as that sharp aching exploded into pure ecstasy, the harsh pleasure as his cock stiffened and spurt load after load deep inside of her body. He squeezed her tight, bodies pressed together, a pang of sensation causing his toes to curl and legs to stiffen. The two held onto each other, moaning and groaning into one another as the kobold’s cock flooded the human woman with his seed.
	After three moments of basking in the afterglow. Krintuk nestled his face up against her soft breasts. “Deal’s a deal.” He said. “This was a fucking fine trade-off if you ask me.” His cock was still stiff, though growing softer, and he felt his seed slowly drip out of her onto the bed covers.
	She panted, chest heaving, sweat running onto him for a moment before she replied.
	“Wh-what was that you said about property?” She sighed, arms around him just as his were around hers.
	Krintuk only laughed in response, kissing her breasts. “I said that I might just keep you as my property. You’ve certainly been enjoying my cock, and I don’t see how you’d be able to stop by now with how much you want it.”
	Maira paused, and the hesitation in her voice was all Krintuk needed to know he was winning.
	“I-I have my mission to accomplish.” She said, finally.
	He chuckled, and slapped her ass. God, he loved fucking humans.