How To Train Your Human: Part 1

	Krintuk watched the newcomer step through the doors. So did most of the other patrons in the Rusted Nail, even if they weren't obvious about it. It was mostly sidelong glances and casual yawns, which Krintuk found largely unnecessary, as his seat had him facing the rickety door that led out to the street. The kobold sipped at his drink, tail flicking behind him as he studied her. It wasn't often the cramped tavern saw unfamiliar faces, let alone foreigners here on the western edge of the city. Anyone with half a brain would avoid Kellik entirely, but here she was.
	The tall woman was obviously a foreigner, too. The first and foremost clue was the thick fur coat that ran all the way down to her thighs, just above the tops of her bootlegs. Kellik's heat and humidity was fine for Krintuk's scaly skin, but she was clearly sweating, even if her expression hid the discomfort well. Foreign and fresh in town, then. Tall, well into the first cusp of maturity, with a certain hardness in her expression. Most folk around here tried to look tough - the first defense against getting mugged  - but she held it well enough that it was clear she was no stranger to trouble.
	That, and the long, curved saber at her hip. It looked natural on the newcomer, and the way she casually rested her hand on its hilt made it clear she was used to it. That air of unassuming danger would keep most of the lower rabble away from her, though Krintuk was sure she already had to cut down some of the bolder criminal elements just to get this far into the city.
	He watched her stride through towards an open table. Sharp, measured paces, and she sat down almost mechanically. She was a hard one alright. Most of the tavern went back about its usual business, drinking and swearing and stabbing, but Krintuk kept watching the stranger. There was something about her he just couldn't get out of her mind, so he kept his sharp yellow eyes on her, watching the warrior woman order some water.
	Water. Hmm. Here on business then, or just passing through. Some of those really hardcore types took being restrained to an almost comical degree. No drinking, no drugs, no sex, no fun whatsoever. Made them sharp as a knife, to be sure. Krintuk idly wondered if she'd ever had booze before in her life.
	Then she shrug that heavy jacket off, and Krintuk nearly choked on his drink. Most of the prostitutes in Kellik weren't that well-endowed. Most of the prostitutes in Kellik would kill to be that well-endowed. That jacket's thick fur must've hidden them as she walked in, but Krintuk was unsure how she managed to walk so straight while being weighed down that much.
	After a few minutes of idly thinking about what she must look like without all those heavy clothes on, Krintuk had an idea. A devilish one, to be sure. The beginning would be the hardest part, but if he was right then there was one major downside to that no-fun-allowed lifestyle. He turned to bark at one of the bar wenches, ordering a refill for himself and a second mug of the cheapest stuff the Rusted Nail had. It was probably sledged out of the bottom of the river, but the point was that it was alcohol nonetheless. Then he picked up the two mugs and sidled over to the warrior woman's table.
	"Heya!" The kobold said, as cheerfully as possible, slamming the two mugs down onto the table and scrambling up into a seat opposite her. "You look new in town, eh?"
	Her sharp eyes snapped onto him, and Krintuk could tell she was judging if he was a threat or not. Her lips pursed together, jaw set, brown eyes scanning him up or down. Her hand gripped the hilt of that curved saber, and Krintuk held now illusions about whether or not she'd be able to draw it fast enough to behead him if she wanted.
	"Who are you." She said, voice restrained. She had a rough accent, and her words were as implacable as the scar on her left cheek. "And what do you want."
	"Name's Krintuk." He said, as non-threateningly and as cheerful as he could muster. "And I just happened to notice how a lady such as yourself seems to be new here."
	"That is none of your concern." She replied. "Leave me alone."
	"New in town, and probably don't know her way around the place." Krintuk continued. This was the most vital part, he had to frontload his offer so she wouldn't enact severe bodily harmed before he got his foot in the door. "She's a capable lady, but Kellik is an oh-so-dangerous place and not even the strongest of warriors can watch every angle around and behind her, eh?"
	She paused, glaring at him. That saber was already drawn several inches out of its scabbard. But she hadn't pulled it out all the way, which meant he had time to throw more into his pitch.
	"Sounds to me like this lady could use a local, someone familiar with the neighborhoods, and which streets belonged to what gang, and what alleyways are more likely to have the brasher kind of bandits who know better than to play fair."
	Slowly, every so slowly, she returned the saber to its scabbard, though her face was still hard as stone. "Go on." She said, tone unreadable even to Krintuk's sharp ears.
	He smiled, showing rows of small, sharp teeth. There we go. It's a start. "She needs somebody who's got connections and can show her around. Someone who knows the local lingo, and is pretty cheap to hire."
	"How much." She said. There was something about her voice that posed everything as a harsh statement of fact rather than any sort of question. "And how can I trust you not to stab me in the back."
	"Oh, my prices are cheap." Krintuk had to force himself to look her up in the eye. Gods, they were larger up close. "And I'm not exactly armed, you know. Little kobold like me makes my business by running and hiding rather than fighting."
	The warrior woman nodded, slowly. "I have final say in where we go, and I won't tell you ahead of time. You'll not run me into an ambush."
	"Sharp as she is pretty." Krintuk said, catching the barest impression of surprise at the compliment before her face settled back into stone. "No matter, I've got nothing to fear from you if you've nothing to fear from me, eh?" He slid the second mug towards her. This was where it came down to. "A toast, then, to our new partnership."
	She eyed the mug of foaming beer, then flicked her gaze back up to him. "I don't drink."
	"Oh?" He said, feigning surprise. "Not at all? Here, I'll even pay for it, as a gesture of goodwill. We can't go out at this time, not with the Leatherback Men roaming the streets. You saw them, those tanners that were starting to stagger about? They get out from their holes around this time and start grabbing at anything they think they can shove themselves into. Best time to go out would be first light tomorrow. Unless you're in a rush?"
	She paused, scanning around the bar. Most folks were giving their table a wide berth now that they saw her weaponry, though a few glanced their way. Then, slowly, she raised the mug and took a dainty sip, and blinked. Krintuk's smile widened. Even the Rusted Nail's watered down swill would be strong for someone who never touched the stuff. Just had to get her a little more, and...

	Maira, as her name apparently was, sat the empty mug down with a laugh, hard face now beset with a wide grin. She wiped her mouth clean with a sleeve of her shirt, pausing for a moment, then broke out into another round of hearty guffaws. The mug she had just emptied was one of several now, and while Krintuk had gone through just as many, his mind was as sharp as it ever was, aside from the slight buzz.
	"That's hilarious!" She said, resting one elbow on the table, other on a knee, head swaying slightly. "Krintuk, I don't think I've ever met someone as funny as you are."
	"It's a gift, I know." The kobold said with a smirk. Things had gone much easier than planned, admittedly. The warrior woman handled her alcohol about as well as he expected her to. Which is to say, not at all. "Can't help it when there's a pretty lady around, y'know?"
	She blushed again, an odd sight on someone who was so formal not that long ago. Didn't know how to handle flirting either. The perils of a military life, he supposed. One taste of the good life and all that training went awash.
	"Are all kobolds as...charming as you are?" She said. Her accent only became more pronounced while she was drunk, all harshness with strong stops and roughly handling syllables. "I don't think I've spoken with that many."
	"Not to toot my own horn, but no, I'm certainly one of the best at making conversation." He grinned, showing off his teeth. "Of course, I'm the best at a lot of things that aren't talked about in polite conversation."
	Maira covered her mouth with her hands, trying to blush with embarrassment while simultaneously stifling a giggle. Putty in his fingers. If he played his cards right, there'd be a lot more in his fingers soon enough.
	"I have multiple sources backing this up!" He continued. "Multiple well-satisfied sources at that."
	"I wouldn't know." Maira said, her voice hushed. "I've never actually...." She tried her best swaying smile. "You know."
	"Really?" Krintuk said, feigning disbelief. "Surely, someone as beautiful as you must have men lining up to court you."
	"Nope!" She said. "I was always...always so busy. Never had time for that, thought it was a distraction."
	"Well, dear Maira." Krintuk leaned in, giving what he thought was his most roguish grin. "We have plenty of time tonight, eh?"
	Maira swayed in her seat, thinking it over. Then she stood up, staggered, and started walking towards the door in the back of the pub room, where the rooms were. Smiling, face a lovely shade of crimson, she nodded towards the kobold.
	Krintuk took a moment to congratulate himself, then stood up, wrapped his arm all the way around her waist, and walked with her to the beds. He glanced to the side, where a majority of the patrons watched the two of them saunter off. They knew what was about to happen, and he couldn't help but grin and wink at them. One clawed hand reached over and gave Maira a firm squeeze, her startled hop making Krintuk grin. Firm. Just how he liked it.

	The door to Maira's room had barely shut behind the two of them when Krintuk started tearing away at her clothes. The toned warrior was more startled than anything else, and didn't even have the time to react before he had undone her belt and pulled her pants down, looping his claws against all the layers of clothing to reveal her rear end to him. Just as firm and as thick as he had felt back in the bar, and her thighs were thick with muscle.
	As she started taking her top off, Krintuk gripped her rear, squeezing Maira's ass with a smug authority. Despite being a mature woman, she had the toned build of a proper warrior, and he enjoyed watching her strip her clothes off, reveling in the sight of her bare backside. What's more, she was already considerably wet down there, fluids running down the inside of her thighs. Oh, but he had made the right choice with her.
	"Bed." Krintuk croaked, reaching down to undo his own simple clothes. The impending sense of getting his dick wet, plus seeing her naked body already gotten him stiff, and it was rather freeing to have his trousers drop and expose the erect kobold cock to his soon-to-be conquest.
	Maira turned around to face him, sitting on the edge of the bed, and Krintuk took in a sharp breath. Even her shirt had been holding some of them back, the pair of heavy breasts were each larger than his head. The rest of her body was hardened by muscle and chipped by scars, but they were plump with maturity. His eyes were locked onto her breasts, just as hers were on his cock as he approached and climbed onto the bed, reaching out to squeeze them.
	His claws sank into her breasts, and Krintuk pushed against her, slowly putting Maira flat on the bed as he groped her chest. She raised her arms over her head, turning to look away, trying to keep her lips pursed as she blushed. Large even for a human, those weighty tits were monstrous for the kobold half her height. With her legs straddled on either side of his scaly body, Krintuk took his time playing with her chest, bouncing them in his hands, groping every inch of them, feeling the delightful jiggles that came with every small movement. They were delightful.
	Rocking his hips forward against her, Krintuk pushed the side of his cock against her warm vagina, sliding it against the slick entrance. He could feel her pulse quicken through her chest, see her breath pick up, and that soft quiver that ran across her body shook him as well. He bucked his hips, and felt her soak his cock in her own fluids, smearing it over his shaft as he ground it against her.
	That's it, Krintuk thought to himself, a surge of lust coursing through him at the sight of the trembling human, enough foreplay. Keeping one hand pressing down on the oversized tit, he reached down to adjust himself, pressing the tip of his cock right up against her firm, unused entrance.
	"I'm going to put it in you now." He said, licking her lips as she looked supremely embarrassed. "Far as I'm concerned, your vagina belongs to me now."
	She blinked, but before the words could register Krintuk pushed his cock into her. Gods, she really was untouched prior to this. That immense tightness resisted his cock at first, but he grunted and shoved hard, breaking through without any mercy and deflowering her. She gave a sharp gasp, whole body clenching up as she experienced her very first cock.
	Krintuk groaned, slowly pushing into her more and more, fighting against her body as he cock started to claim her. She had a warrior's toned body, and this was her first, which meant that he really had to work to get it any deeper in while also feeling incredible. Deflowering a large-breasted, mature warrior woman was a rare opportunity for anyone, so he savored the experience.
	After that first long push, his hips pressed against hers, cock sheathed to the hilt in her quivering flesh. Maira had a strained expression on her face and didn't know how to react other than lie there and shudder. Fine by him. He'll teach her how to properly take his cock at some point, but the important part was to fully conquer her right now so she'd never forget how great his cock was. It's not like he was looking at her face anyway.
	So Krintuk began to thrust properly, bucking his hips back and forth. Slowly, at first, both to enjoy the vice like strength she had and to explore her insides, enjoying the act while finding a comfortable rhythm. The dingy tavern bedroom was filled with the methodical thumping noise of their fucking, mixed in with his grunts and her sharp gasping.
	Maira's thighs squeezed against his body, involuntarily clenching against his waist, legs sticking up in the air. He could feel her strength in her legs. Once he had her trained, he'd have to make sure she kept in shape for him to enjoy her body like this. Normally, she'd be able to keep him in a hold with her legs alone, but even at this slow rate the poor girl was starting to get overwhelmed by the new experience.
	A bead of sweat ran down Krintuk's forehead. Gods, she was so tight, a clamp squeezing down on every inch of his cock. He'd have to fight not to finish if he really kept this up. It was amazing, pleasure racing up and down his manhood as he shoved it into her. He started thrusting harder, though not faster, driving it as deep into her as he could, smirking as her eyes fluttered and her mouth struggled to form words. She was completely soaked now, staining the ratty covers with her fluids as his cock pumped her like a forceful piston.
	The small kobold shifted, laying down on her properly so he could muster better control of his thrusting. Height differences being what they are, he had to nestle his head right between her breasts, which was only an added bonus. He wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing the two of them closer together as he started pounding her even faster.
	She was so warm, and despite the firmness of her skin and muscles, incredibly soft. He could feel her heart pounding on the inside of her chest, and her breasts were squashed against either side of his face. Skin pressed together, he could feel her warmth sinking into his lizard body.
	With this new, stronger grip on his new cumdump, Krintuk was able to unleash the full brunt of his cock on her. He immediately cut loose, hard thrusts turning into a furious hammer against her. He slammed his cock against her, feeling it smash into her insides. The wet thumping noise grew in volume as he picked up speed, which made him grin. He knew the rooms on either side of Maira's were occupied with weary travellers at the moment, and the inn had notoriously thin walls.
	"G-Gods above." Maira said, a bit louder than she had probably intended. Her gasping had devolved into full moans, and he could feel her entire body shaking. Every powerful thrust sent ripples across her flesh that he could feel, and the speed at which he screwed her made it a constant sensation.
	If slow, hard thrusts were delightful, then the furious, wild screwing was a whole new plane of pleasure. Krintuk was starting to get loud with his own vocalizations, wordless groans escaping his mouth, mixing in with her drawn-out sighs and ahhns. Every inch of his cock was tingling, that hot fire of pleasure as he destroyed any capacity of thought.
	He couldn't hold much longer, not in this fine of a slut, but it was vital that he forced a climax into her. This disciplined warrior had never felt the numbing bliss of a climax, let alone one done with another, and he figured that if he gave her a first in that matter then he'd have her under his thumb. But it was so good. He clenched his jaw and worked even faster, feeling that gentle soft spot several inches inside of her, that one delicate area that he could punish over and over again.
	Maira wrapped her arms around him, holding his head between her breasts. She cried out, rather loudly, entire body shuddering. Which, considering how much of her his body was pressed up against, was delightful. He didn't let up, keeping that merciless pace, brutalizing the soft spot within her. At this rate, he wouldn't be surprised if the common room heard her lewd cries. All for the better. They gave her a wide berth out of fear, and knowing that he fucked her brains out couldn't hurt his reputation.
	She cried out again, another sharp shudder shaking the two of them. Wordless, mindless noises slipped from her mouth, and he continued annihilating her body with his cock. He could feel her writhing in ecstasy, slowly mounting to a mind-destroying climax. Kobolds could breed with humans, and the thought of knocking up this uptight soldier in the throes of passion made Krintuk grin.
	Another sharp gasp, and then Maira broke beneath him. A loud cry, and her entire body was shaking, muscles clenching as she held him against her. She cursed while simultaneously praising the gods as he felt her first-ever orgasm rip her in half, her insides squirming around his cock as her back arched violently.
	Moments after that, Krintuk himself came, throbbing cock spasming as he felt that wondrous feeling lance across his body, the electric shock of pleasure as he shot load after load after load of his hot kobold seed into her. He snarled, squeezing her as his body tensed up against her, gripping her with enough strength that she was going to have his hand marks against her for days after. Another spurt, and another, and his head spun as he filled up the trembling human slut.
	The lovers embraced each other, basking in the harsh glow of their pleasure, each squeezing the other's body. Krintuk reached up and gripped at her chest again, shaking them so that they would wobble against his face. He could fall asleep against them. Hells, he just might. He didn't even bother pulling out just yet, still savoring the warmth of her body wrapped around his.
	After some time of resting against her, he looked up. Her chest was heaving from the exertion, and she had a glassy-eyed look about her, as if her eyes had trouble focusing on her. Good lord, he really had done a number on the poor virgin.
	"Give me some time and we could go again." He said finally, smirking as he watched her eyes widen. "Night's young, and I could give you another just as well as that one." Krintuk was pretty sure he was going to have her wrapped around his little finger by the time he was done with her.
	"I-I think that was..." She started, mouth having difficulty saying anything that wasn't praise for his cock. "Winter's mercy. I've never felt like that before."
	"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this." Krintuk said, nestling his face deeper into her bosom. "And if that reaction was anything to go by, you will too." There's no way she'd be able to go back, not after he'd destroyed her like that. Once those hard-line types broke, they inevitably fell to such debauchery that would make a prostitute blush. "But I'm thirsty and need some time to recharge. There's usually some robes in the wardrobes here if you could go get some wine or something from the barkeep."
	Maira blinked. She was still tipsy from the alcohol, otherwise she may have realized how things would look if, after that wild carousing, she would walk out in some robes and bring drinks back to their room. Hells, she probably didn't realize that the inn had probably heard that entire thing.
	"I...suppose I shall, then." She said, mindlessly running one hand across Krintuk's bare back. "A-and we could carry on."
	"Yes we could." He said, grinning as he reluctantly pulled himself off of. "I'm going to enjoy this working relationship we have here."

Part 2: https://pastebin.com/5qbLzHc8