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"So, deal?"

"Heheh, sure! But I warn ya! I don' last long so ya best make up yer mind quick."

Ashley let out a huff of excitement, the prospect of being of some actual help to Leon guiding her plump lips to the merchant's thick log, parting eagerly over his glans before plunging the rest deep into the confines of her warm mouth in one, smooth motion. He shuddered as she began, her mouth briefly tasting salt as she began to bop her head rhythmically, dutifully, the man leaning against the nearby barrel as he opened up his coat with a moan.

"'ave a peek then..." He grunted, Ashley's eyes darting up to look at the selection before her. A vast array of hand grenades, knives, boxes containing bullets, belts and all sorts of things she didn't quite recognize filled her vision, and she froze for a moment - only continuing her motion as the merchant cleared his throat.

She had no idea what would be useful to Leon.

"That's a good girl..."

Her cheeks flushed red from a combination of embarrassment and an all too familiar stir in the pit of her stomach, but she wasn't deterred. Even if she didn't know exactly what bullets would fit Leon's gun, a hand grenade was a safe bet, wasn't it?

It was also... letting the merchant off kind of cheap, given her part of the bargain. Her lips were worth more than that.

"Aaah, ya slut... best deal I've gotten..."

He certainly seemed to concur, and Ashley's eyes briefly darted to a pouch with a long, shiny bullet sticking out of it, and she raised a hand, hesitating for a moment to point it out. Her other hand meanwhile tended to the merchant's own pouch, the woman's long nails teasingly trailing so very gently across the rough skin, drawing excited breaths from him that made her heart jump in her chest.

"No wonder Saddler kept ya around..."

Ashley paused again, face flushing even deeper. She was being 'kept around' because she was the president's daughter, damn it, not because she was good at... this.

"Bet yer lips barely left that old bastard, yeah?"

His free hand came down to plant itself into her hair, Ashley whimpering as she felt the fingertips grab firmly, but gently, around her scalp, the merchant amassing no small amount of her blonde strands between his fingers. Her hand, earlier hanging in the air, flashed over to grab him by the root, her heart suddenly beating loud in her head as she bopped back and forth, lips sliding over his increasingly hard meat as he stood there shaking, grunting with each greedy motion of her head.

"Ere we go, b-back off slut!"

A gentle shove to her head and he came free with an audible pop, and all Ashley managed to see was him looming over her, a victorious glint in his eyes, before the massive glans before her swelled, before she opted to shut her eyes. He moaned as he painted her, tugging himself empty while her fingers remained around his thick root, seed shooting without mercy to splatter across her forehead, her mouth opening in a combination of surprise and unwillingness to get any of it up her nose, tongue rolling out just as she'd been taught, and moments later, finally, the jets of seed subsided. An audible splattering accompanied him tapping his member against her red cheeks, and she felt her knitted sweater grow wet on top of her breasts, her heart all but refusing to calm down in her chest.

"Aaah... hyeheh, better luck next time, yeah?"

Oh shit, the deal.

She wiped her eyes free using her sleeve and blinked her eyes as free as she could, the merchant meeting her gaze with a calm, collected stare. The flap at the front was closed, his semi-flaccid member however a visible bulge beyond it, and Ashley felt herself deflate - she'd failed to pick something out before he finished, that was all there was to it.

"W-when's next time?" She murmured, still maintaining eye contact from her kneeling position. He seemed to ponder the question, almost theatrically, before bending down towards her.

"Gimme some 15 minutes and I'll be ready... but ya best up the stakes too."

His hand came down, index finger gently circling one of her stiff nipples through her knitted shirt, and she felt herself flush a deeper red again. In response, her own hand came up to plant itself on the bulge in his coat, and as he visibly shivered Ashley's lips curved into a smile - they always got so sensitive right afterwards.

"... can I help speed it up?"

"Mmh... sure, but no peeking, yeah?"

Flap to the side, though out of her sight, his member was soon between her lips again. As he slowly grew hard under her efforts, Ashley could all but hear the bells of victory in her head already. All she had to do was bend over the barrel, keep her wits about her, and pick something expensive and flashy looking from the confines of his coat.

"Damn you're good at this..."

She just needed to concentrate on the deal this time, and then, she'd be able to give Leon a proper present when he returned from outside. The merchant grew harder still in her mouth, and she whimpered, realizing that her panties would have been a complete mess if she'd been wearing them.

"I'll do ya raw, yeah?"

She just needed to concentrate.

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Wallpaper for the day, something of a warm-up as I endeavor to return to working on animations as soon as can be. I'm still not well, but I'm well enough to sit at the computer for semi-extended periods of time, and I have high hopes that I'll have recovered significantly more come next weekend. The Scenario is still slated for a release sometime between the 28:th to the 31:st, even if I have not had the opportunity to start work on it proper I hope to be able to squeeze 2 weekends worth of work into it over the remaining time I have of this month. Apologies for grammatical errors or misspellings as well - my mind is not what it usually is, clouded by fog and exhausted most of the time, but I am slowly but surely recovering, so fingers crossed and all that.

In the meantime, thank you so much, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words. Cherish your health if you've got it, as you never know when it'll be snatched out from underneath you. I feel like I've forgotten how some things smell in the time I've had covid this month, but hopefully I'll recover that too in time.

Take care of yourselves out there, as well as each other.
/DH