EXPLICIT - Language Barrier

The feeling of soft, comfortable sheets, a lumpy pillow, and a wave of relaxation causes a rather tired-looking gazelle to let out a content sigh. It had been a rather arduous day today, what with him and the rest of his troupe performing for packed tent after packed tent - even the ones that could keep up with him were ready to relax after their seventh show! For a moment, he simply lets out a small sigh before laying back in his bedroll for the time being - no use in wasting energy for another show without taking a little bit of a power nap, right?
He had joined up with the troupe a few months ago, and ever since he joined, they were getting more and more people to come by to watch every single dance, flip, trick, and bit of entertainment in between. Of course, though, there had been complications with trying to figure out what needed to be done every so often - the only one that spoke any sense to him was the one that organized his routines every day, and even then there was just entirely too much lost in translation. Sure, he could make up a few moves and everything where he needed to, but the broken words and the strange euphemisms always had a way of making him think.
For now, though, the only thing that he needed to focus on was a good nap and what he could work with when his next turn came around. With that, he lets out a small sigh, shifts over to his side, and curls up under his bedroll for the time being before closing his eyes - someone would wake him up in a while to tell him to get ready, or at least, what he assumed was them telling him to get ready.
No sooner than he had closed his eyes did the sound of someone chuckling reach his ears. At once, he peeks one of his eyes open, and looks around, the other being covered by his pillow. For a moment or two, everything seems to be quiet before the sound of someone settling themself down next to his form causes him to roll himself over - he quickly opens his other eye and pushes himself up onto his elbow.
“Mmmnh… huh…?” For a moment or two, the gazelle simply sits there with his eyes half-lidded before he lets out a small groan to himself - he lays back down and closes his eyes once again. Of course, with how cold it tended to get at night, people had to stick together to keep warm. No shame in sharing a bed, of course, especially when the night air tends to make your breath show up in clouds. For now, though, he simply tries his best to let darkness consume his consciousness once more.

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	His eyes dart open at the feeling of something soft and sensual wrapping its way around his length before the sound of a soft gasp meets his ears. Almost immediately, he sits up onto his elbows and glances around with his eyes wide.
	“H-Huh?! Wha-?!” Almost immediately, though, a single finger slips its way against his lips, silencing any other potential sounds that could have escaped his throat in that moment. At once, his eyes start to dart around the room before finally settling on a rather buxom-looking woman with long hair as dark as night. For a moment or two, the gazelle simply sits there as quietly as he can, his hair somewhat disheveled around his horns - what in the world was she doing and… goodness, her hands are so soft…
“Hehe… Loh mayeaux, Lu-Temba…” At the sound of those words, the gazelle sits up a bit straighter - that was his name, alright, though the rest was a bit too different for him to pick up. The rest of the troupe knew each other inside and out, and even spoke the same language, but… he was simply too new to everything - he never had time to learn things in-depth. For a moment, he opens his mouth to say something, but closes it a moment later… This wasn’t something he was going to get used to, was it?
 With that, he quickly looks down towards his lap, the beautiful woman that was laying right next to him quietly pressing a smirk onto her cheeks - she doesn’t say a word, and instead trails her fingers up the underside of his member. Almost immediately, he closes one of his eyes and lets out a groan… As much as he was able to take care of himself most days, there were times where he simply struggled to “fully” relax.
“S...Sareena? What’re you-”
“Sh!” The woman quickly puts a finger to her lips before pointing her finger around the room - of course, there were other people there that needed to sleep as well, and from the looks of things, she didn’t want anyone to wake up from their shenanigans. “Jou manet pal quandi.” And with that, she plants a smirk back onto her cheeks once again before glancing down towards the member in her hand…She quietly leans towards the gazelle for a moment or two before whispering something into his ear, her voice absolutely dripping with lust…
“Nu sah keihn… Mala palaseteine?” The gazelle simply sits there for the time being with one of her palms rubbing against the gazelle’s length…
“Nnf…” He closes his eyes at that point, and lets a shiver roll through his form - the pleasure he was feeling was… familiar, sure, but alien as well. He had spent many a lonely night trying to sate his own lust, but everything always felt better when someone else held the reins, after all. Even now, he was barely making sure to keep himself sane - she was simply hitting all the right spots, and there just wasn’t a thing that he could do about it right now, was there?
“Sareena, jaluna mokaiate!” For a moment or two, the sound of a rather gruff voice echoes out into the room. Immediately, the black-haired woman whirls her head around, her eyes wide with surprise. With a quick look back to the gazelle for a moment or two, she quickly gets up and starts to head her way towards the half-open tent flap leading outside… Meanwhile, the gazelle was busy catching his breath - How long had he been groped and handled like that? He shakes his head - long enough that there wasn’t enough time for him to get back to sleep, especially with himself being as needy as he was right now.
For a brief moment or two, the gazelle leans back and wraps his palm around his length, but quickly pulls it away - his digits felt slick… As needy as he was, he certainly wasn’t that riled up, was he? He quietly brings his fingers to his nose…
“Oil… huh…” He shakes his head for a moment or two before wrapping his palm around his length again… All he had to do was take care of this, and then he could finally get some sleep for once. With that, he quietly closes his eyes for the time being, and does his best to focus on the twinges of pleasure that were shooting up his spine…

Pap… pap… pap… pap pap pap pap pap pap pap… THUD!

His eyes open once again at the feeling of something heavy and warm pressing against his form, his back quickly meeting the cushion of his bed roll once more. When he looks back up from his reclined position, though, the first thing that comes into his vision is a pair of dark, plump cheeks, with the snow-white cotton-ball tail that was right above meeting his gaze a second later. He blinks for a moment or two before turning his gaze upward. Almost at once, a voice meets his ears.
“Toton balco, Lu-Temba. Sareena mon kaleskei shalanamezka.”  With that, the owner of that tail and the rump that it was attached to turns her head back with a smirk pressed onto her face - a rabbit girl, from the looks of things, though the sight of her causes the gazelle’s eyes to widen.
“L-Lyza…? Wh-What are you- Mmph!” Almost immediately, though, the gazelle’s mouth is clamped shut by the rabbit girl’s hand pressing itself there. For a moment or two, the two of them don’t move, with the rabbit girl’s tall ears on a swivel… After that heartbeat’s length of silence, the rabbit quickly turns her gaze towards the gazelle for the time being, the glare being shot his way causing him to tense up for a moment.
A moment later, though, the rabbit’s hand quickly slips away from the gazelle’s face before a finger makes its way to her lips - she wanted him quiet for the time being, after all… The gazelle opens his mouth to say something, but a sharp glare from the rabbit causes him to close it a moment later. She lets out a quiet sigh as she brings her hands up to the side of her head before splaying her hair out between her fingers - of course, she had been working all day, too, so she needed at least a little bit of relaxation. She deserved it, after all.
With that, she leans her way down towards the gazelle’s lap, the glare in her eye quickly glazing over with need. The gazelle simply lays there against his bed roll before the feeling of something warm and soft slips over his length - a moan nearly escapes his throat before he ends up clamping a palm around his lips. No need to cause any commotion than necessary, right? A moment later, a sigh escapes through his nose before his eyes start to cross from the rabbit’s slurping down below…
The rabbit, though, was trying her best to swallow every inch of that gazelle’s member - each pump of that plump length into her throat sends a shiver through her form. Oh, yes, she absolutely needed this more than anything right now - when Sareena had told her that she was “busy having fun”, she knew what she had meant. Of course, that fact never stopped her when it came to relieving her own boredom. Right now, though, the only thing that she wants to see was that gazelle blowing his load all over her insides - that would make her happy, at least for a while.
“Nnnf… hn… hah… hnnnf…” The gazelle, on the other hand, was trying his best to keep himself together - even now, the rabbit girl’s lips were sending spark after sharp spark of pleasure through his system. Out of nowhere, though, the rabbit starts to slow down her slurping before reaching back towards the gazelle, grabbing his hands, and planting them against her rump before getting back to what she was doing - she may be part rabbit, but that never stopped her from seeking out some form of intimacy.
“Nnngh… h-hah…!” And with that, the gazelle presses his head back into his pillow and thrusts his hips into the air before jet after pearly white jet of searing hot cum splatters its way out of his tip, each pulse of his length causing his seed to splash against the roof of the rabbit girl’s mouth before disappearing down her throat. “Ghh…! Hah… hah… hah…”
The rabbit girl soon pulls off of the gazelle’s length with a slick “pop!” sound before letting out a sigh…
“Hehe… Lan salumen, Lu-Temba? E nan sall teo etreh rella fi ans ganz.” With that, the rabbit turns herself around to face the gazelle, a smirk covering her face for the time being. The gazelle, on the other hand, blinks for a moment or two before raising one of his hands, and points towards the rabbit’s face.
“Hah… hah… L...Lyza, you’ve got…” And with that, he uses his other hand to point to his cheek - at once, the rabbit girl furrows her brows before pressing one of her palms to the side of her face, pulling it away a split second later with her palm covered in pearly white gazelle seed.
“Ah… sol mazne.” And with that, she quickly starts to lick her palm clean, causing the gazelle’s face to burn brighter and brighter with a burning red blush.
“Uh… I… yeah. W...Whatever you just said, sure.” With that, the rabbit girl rolls her eyes, swings her leg over the gazelle’s body, and starts to push herself up onto her feet once more. Almost immediately, the gazelle starts to sit up from his spot on his bedroll, his length still twitching with need.
“Oh…? Ham shiy maltunde?”  She glances down towards the gazelle for a moment or two before letting a small chuckle escape her throat, a sigh quickly following suit afterward. The entire time, though, the gazelle has a confused look plastered across his visage - he honestly didn’t know what she was talking about.
“Uh… N...No?” He tilts his head at that point, a somewhat nervous smile pressing itself against his cheeks. The rabbit girl simply lets out a single half-chuckle before crossing her arms.
“Ko nale al oz, ko’l maln Y’sone ja rilu el.” And with that, the rabbit girl quickly gives her face a quick wipe-down with her palm, turns herself around, and starts to make her way towards the far side of the room where she taps her foot against one of the various bodies that were snoring about the room. After a moment or two, she taps again, causing an elf girl to grumble and sit up in her spot.
For a moment or two, the gazelle sits there trying to catch his breath - there was no way that he could take on someone else, was there? He shakes his head… There was no way that he was going to get a nap in, especially with everyone wanting to have fun with him… With that, he lets out a sigh - he’ll have to get through it for now. He can at least try and convince the organizer that he can have the rest of the night off, couldn’t he?
	Before any other thoughts spring their way into his mind, the sound of someone letting out a chuckle meets his ears. A split second later, though, and the elf girl from across the room steps her way over the gazelle’s form before planting her rump against his lap!
	“Hehe, loh mayeaux, Lu-Temba!” The gazelle’s eyes widen as the elf girl squirms against his twitching length, a bright red blush burning its way onto her cheeks. “Ta mazza toft tae gau!”
	“H-Huh? Wh-What’d you say?” For a moment or two, the gazelle looks around the room, that elf was certainly loud - there was no debating that fact. Before he can take too much of a look around, though, the elf quietly grabs the gazelle’s cheeks, smiles, and leans forward before planting a soft kiss onto the gazelle’s lips - it last for only a second, though, before she presses the gazelle back down onto his bed roll for the time being. Almost immediately, the gazelle lets out a sigh before the elf girl raises her hips up off of him, reaches between her legs, and grabs his length before guiding it to her entrance.
	“W-W-Wait, wait, hold on- nnf!” And with that, the elf slips her way down his shaft, a shivering moan escaping his throat from that sudden spike of pleasure - he tried his best to keep things subtle, of course: one hand over his mouth, another scrambling to find something to cover them both up, and more than his fair share of squirming. The elf, though, just so happened to be the farthest thing from “subtle” at that moment.
	“Hahn~!” Immediately, a number of people sprawled out in their own bed rolls squirm and mumble at the sound of the elf’s moaning - a split second later, the gazelle shakily brings up his free hand towards his mouth with his index finger raised.
	“S-S-Shh, please, be quiet!” At the sound of his voice, though, the elf tilts her head, plants another smirk onto her face, and starts to grind herself around the gazelle’s length. The entire time, a smirk and a low groan mark her presence. She soon starts to slip herself into a slow rhythm, each rise and fall of her form causing the gazelle to barely hold back a moan - if she kept this up, then he’d be nothing but a lust-drunk lump of flesh and bones by the end of this!
	“Hah… hah… mak mak… ho malingara laoat jat moi!” For a moment or two, the elf girl simply keeps her rhythm steady, the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh permeating the air and filling the tent with the sounds of absolute raunchiness incarnate. A split second later, though, she leans forward and plants a small kiss onto the gazelle’s nose before placing her hands onto his chest. With that, she quickly starts to pump his length into her folds faster and faster, harder and harder, each soft “pap pap pap” she gives him sending shudders through each of their forms.
	“Gh… g-g-gonna… a-a-almost… there…!” The gazelle ends up reaching behind his head, grabs his pillow, and pulls it close to his face - he was going to break soon, and when he did, there wasn’t going to be a single person in the room that could stay asleep. He might as well try and muffle what he could now before anything else. With that, though, the elf plants another smirk onto her cheeks, and slams down one last time before clamping down around the gazelle’s length one last time!
	Almost immediately, the elf leans herself back and plants her palms against the ground behind her before letting out a shivering moan into the air, her white hair quickly splaying itself out behind her before trailing near the ground. The gazelle, on the other hand, was trying his best to cover his mouth with his pillow - every little squeeze and twitch around his length was just too much to bear right now.
	Before he could realize it, though, his back arches once again as his length splatters the inside of the elf’s walls with spurt after spurt of searing hot seed, each twitch and lurch of his length glazing his mind with sweet, sweet release.
	“Nnngh… th-... t-t-thank youuuu…” With each puff of his breath, he lurches inside of the elf’s entrance, each sticky, pearly white rope jetting itself inside her sending shivers up her spine. More than once, the elf has to catch herself to make sure that she wasn’t going to fall over and let all of that cum go to waste.
	“Hah… hah… ta...t-tahke et oz…” And with that, the elf girl quietly leans herself forward before placing herself right against the gazelle’s chest for the time being - she was spent, and there wasn’t anyone else who could tell her otherwise. The gazelle, on the other hand, was doing his best to try and catch his breath - after all, he had just been milked for everything that he had.
	“Hah… hah… guh… I… fffffuh…” With that, he tosses his pillow over to the side before splaying his arms out to his left and right. He didn’t want to move right now - could he move, even? He shakes his head at that point. “Fff… Ugh… that… wow… That was…”
	“Kalakse?” The elf girl glances up from her spot on the gazelle’s chest for the time being, a knowing smirk in her eye. The gazelle glances down a moment or two later with his cheeks burning with redness.
	“Uh… sure, I think. Uh… thanks for, uh… you know.” And with that, he averts his gaze for the time being. The elf tilts her head for a moment or two and soon lets out a chuckle before quietly reaching back, grabs the base of the gazelle’s length, and slips it out of her with a slick “sll-pop!” sound. Almost immediately, she closes her eyes as a shiver of pleasure runs through her form - a moment later, she lets out a small sigh before slipping her way over to the gazelle’s side for the time being.
	“U-Uh… h-hey, you, um… you okay, or…?” For a moment or two, he simply sits there with his ears perked - there was no way that she had fallen asleep so quickly, right? Though, as soon as those thoughts cross his mind, the sound of the elf girl’s breathing slows more and more by the second. “Huh… Well, at least she had fun…” And with that, he starts to sit himself up a bit more before quietly slipping his arm away from any sort of grasp the elf would make in her sleep - he needed to get things ready for his next show, anyway, and he wouldn’t be able to do that if he was trapped in someone’s arms all night.
	Time for him to get ready for tonight - he starts to clean himself up and makes his way towards the half-open tent flap on the far side of the room.

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	“I don’t believe it. I just… I… wha…?” The gazelle makes his way back into the tent with a somewhat stunned look on his face - apparently, his organizer heard something from one of the girls about him being “too indisposed” for the night, and sent him away to get his rest. The entire time he saunters his way back to where his bedroll was, a rather content-looking grin plasters itself onto his face before he takes a seat before letting out a sigh - he had always managed to get a good night’s rest (for most nights, at the very least,) but tonight was going to be nothing more than pure rest and relaxation.
	With that, though, he leans himself back onto his bed roll before slipping his hands behind his head. Now, he could finally sleep in peace. For a moment or two, his thoughts start to wander to the various “acquaintances” that he had met during the night - he had been worried that he wouldn’t be able to get any sleep with them having their fun, sure, but at the very least he got a bit of enjoyment out of their ministrations, didn’t he?
	For now, though, all he needed to do was relax, let sleep take him, and maybe he wouldn’t have to worry too much about everything they had done… Though, with everything that had been done to him tonight, it was certainly hard to forget anything… Especially the way that that elf girl had been so loud… Sure, he was known to be a bit rambunctious when he had the chance, but that elf girl… oh, the only thing that he could think of right now was the way that her hips moved and how she clamped down onto him when she was finished…
	At that point, the gazelle’s eyes open - where had she gone off to, anyway? He quickly sits up and starts to look around the room for the time being - nothing too out of place, thankfully, though that thought had both its ups and downs. He shakes his head for the time being and lays back down, a sigh escaping him a moment later. Wherever she had gone off to, he wasn’t disappointed in the slightest…
	For a moment or two, he simply lays there replaying the day’s events back through his stirring mind… Though, that wasn’t the only thing that was stirring at the moment. His length had twitched itself to life once again, each pulse of his heart causing his member to lurch and twitch to attention for the umpteenth time that night. In time, he lets out a sigh, opens his eyes, and rubs his face.
	“Ugh… not going to sleep with this thing keeping me up…” He shakes his head once again before slinking one of his hands towards his crotch… If he could just keep himself quiet, he could make sure that every single one of his urges was satisfied - all he needed to do was just blow his load one last time and then he’d be-
	“Mmph… ahle ahle ahle…” Almost immediately, the gazelle’s eyes shoot open, the sight of someone kneeling by his side quickly filling his gaze. He quickly sits up and starts to open his mouth to say something, but is quickly silenced by a hand pressing itself against his face. For a split second, his eyes dart around the room before landing on the owner of that hand - catkin, from the looks and features. With a practiced tensity to her movements, she simply smiles, presses a finger to her lips, and doesn’t say a word before quickly cradling the gazelle’s head in her hands.
	“W-What’re you- mmph!” And with that, that feline-esque woman presses the gazelle to her bosom, one of her soft mounds of flesh quickly pressing against the gazelle’s cheek. At once, his eyes widen from the sheer surprise before the hand that was holding his cheeks quickly snakes its way down towards his twitching length.
	“Hnnn…” And with that, the gazelle’s eyes cross as the feline starts to wrap her hand around his member.
	“Hm… Savtehneh maln en tihne, eh?” And with that, she starts to slowly pump the gazelle’s length in her grasp...She starts out somewhat slow for the time being, each pump of his length taking no more than a second for each round.

	Pap… pap… pap… pap… pap… pap…

	The gazelle shivers with each pump of his length, each pass of that catkin’s hand sending sparks of pleasure up his spine - this would do. This would certainly do for now. With that, the gazelle lets out a content sigh for the time being, the feline’s pert nip quietly pressed against his mouth.
	“Ta ni, ta ni, jah…” With that, the feline presses the gazelle a bit more against her flesh. For a moment or two, the gazelle sits there with an eye half-lidded from the massive amount of ebony flesh pressed against his face… Though, a moment later, he closes his eyes and starts to suck on her pert nip once again. “Tah, tah… noimh le herh kalmps fillent…” And with that, she quietly starts to angle herself so that the gazelle was sitting upright in her arms…
	For a moment, everything simply continues on with barely a sound, the only ones coming from the gazelle’s slightly sloppy suckling - though, that quickly changes as the feline quickly gives his length one last pump before his load starts to splatter forth once more. Spurt after sloppy, pearly white spurt of fluid splatters its way out of his length once again, this time simply covering his lap and his bed roll beneath him.
	The entire time, he lays there against the feline before pulling off of her nip with a sharp “POP!” sound, a content, yet rather goofy-looking smile plastered on his face.
	“Hah… hah… n...no more… too tired…” At the gazelle’s words, the catkin simply smiles, runs her fingers through his hair, and starts to lay him down onto his bed roll once again - she had her fun and he had his fun, now it was time to let him rest. As soon as the gazelle slips down onto that fabric, the feline quietly stands up, brushes herself off, and starts to make her way out towards the tent - time to tell the others what she had been doing all night...

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	“Mmnh… good morning…” With that, the gazelle slips his way into a different tent, the carpets and cushions there making way for the delicious smell of breakfast. Almost immediately, a chorus of voices echo out towards his ears.
	“Loh mayeaux, Lu-Temba~!” For a moment, the gazelle blinks at the sound of his name before his gaze turns towards the nearest rug, a quartet of beautiful women sitting there enjoying a rather light meal. The gazelle stands there for a bit, his train of thought quickly derailing itself at the sight of the four people he had enjoyed himself with the night prior. Almost immediately, a deep red blush burns its way onto his cheeks before a smile stamps itself there.
	“Ehehe… uh… ladies, thank you for, um… a nice night last night.” He stands there somewhat awkwardly for a moment before two of them - the rabbit girl and the elf - lean forward for the time being, their gazes quickly transfixed on his form. “Uh… I’m… I’m gonna… yeah…” And with that, he starts to make his way towards one of the platters on the other side of the room, a smile coming across his face from the sudden onslaught of delicious scents wafting their way to his nose.
	As soon as he’s out of ear-shot, the two females quickly turn back to the group. The first one, the human, quietly speaks up.
	“You know, I told you that a little bit of experimenting would be a bit more fun than those silly nights alone.” The rabbit speaks up a second later.
	“No kidding - I didn’t think he’d bust so quick, though, you know.”
	“Oh please, he had amazing stamina!” This time, the elf spoke. “And besides, I can tell you that he’s certainly not lacking on volume, hm?” At once, that small group starts chuckling and blushing - they had all had their fun with him last night.
	“I will say, though, he certainly knows how to treat a lady like myself.” This time, the catkin spoke, one of her eyes closing before she placing a morsel of food into her mouth. The human smiles at the sound of that.
	“Really now…? I daresay I think I’ll have to try out something else tonight… maybe then he’ll finally come around and finally have a bit more fun with making a move, no?” At the sound of that, the entire circle busts out into laughter.
	Yes, yes, there would be plenty more fun to be had… Plenty more fun for them all to enjoy…