The forest was silent: everyone was waiting for her response. She could have said no. She knew that, just like she knew there was a part of her, still...drunk, that wanted to punch Blake in his face. The same part of her that wanted to get back at Drew and Sarah for acting so superior: to shatter beer bottles on their windshield and stab their tires and throw the broken glass in their faces. The self-destructive part of her. The part Blake helped control.Claire nodded, then dropped the panties in. There were plenty of camp followers who offered themselves freely to him and the other nobles, but that was ... different. He never took any of them up on the offers, and she had no intention of being compared – even in passing, even in gossip – to one of those women. The man was handsome, but she couldn’t deny she wanted more from him than a quick tumble.So she was friendly, but never inappropriate, deferring to him as expected from a messenger working for a lord, trying to maintain a veneer. Who had a sudden vision of finding out that his only son and heir had been replaced by a changeling from the hollow hills. (And, when you think about it... maybe the idea that his child had been stolen by the fairies wasn't that far off.) "And that eftsoons or right speedily!" "Okay, pop!" Alaric responded. "Y'see... it's like this..." and he proceeded to explain the whole theory of gender dysphoria, with a brief review of the Benjamin Standards of Care, and an amazingly astute analysis of the. .let me see yours now". He smiled and said "yes maaaaaam" and with that raised up and pulled his shorts around his knees revealing a nice long very dark cock. Not near as thick and his buddy's but just right for sucking. I guess him watching me suck his friend had turned him on a lot because he was as hard as a rock. Being not as thick allowed me to take him much further into my throat. I couldnt quite force it all the way down but I was very close. I really love to suck cock and here I was.