MGS Patron Requested Side Smut (CW: Rimjob)

Dear Readers, this is a side smut requested by my $25 tier patron, Sovietmethod. This involves eating ass, ass eating, and the eating of ass. As such, it may not be for everyone. Still, I'm really happy with how it turned out! It's pretty funny and fun.

With Bonny and Sprinkle at my side, I'd made my way into a forest clearing where a fallen tree was half submerged in a rippling pool of clear water. The trees of the Watcher’s Woods gave way to a serene vista where an emerald glade sprawled out before us like a perfect picture.

A gentle breeze blew across the grass, bending the blades just so as we took in the sights. It seemed like an idyllic place for a rest, so the three of us leaned against the trunk of the tree and drank water from a clay flask. But as we passed toward the water's edge to refill it after a final gulp, I couldn't help but notice that something wasn't quite right.

"I think we should bring back the breeding game, Mr. Drake," Bonny said. "Yes, oh yes, I need a new litter of bunny babies. Seven isn’t enough!"

Sprinkle, my unicorn girl lover, pouted in protest as her rainbow hair fluttered in the wind—I’d never managed to get her pregnant with even one child. "Bonny, do you not feel as though you're being a touch greedy?"

"Well, well—you can play, too!" the bunny girl suggested, quick to not have her idea dismissed out of hand. "If you win, then you can try to get Bucky to cum you up."

Rainbow Sprinkle giggled at that, resting her hands on her reddening cheeks. The contrast of her heated rosiness against the ivory white of the rest of her face was striking. "Well—that does sound nice, I must admit," she said.

My danger sense had been firmly triggered. I didn’t need any more kids in my life just yet—though I loved the ones I had, I was still barely getting used to being a daddy.

I held up my hand to silence my horny companions, then pointed wordlessly to an odd reflection I’d spotted in the water. It looked like some kind of slate-gray pentagonal tower made of smooth bricks. When I looked over my shoulder, though, there was no tower in the empty grass behind me—only open sky and a clear view of the trees that led back into the woods.

"Are you seeing this shit?" I asked them, gesturing dumbstruck to the water.

Sprinkle took another sip of the flask and glanced all around before declaring, "It must be an illusion. There are many hidden villages and towers in these woods, after all."

My eyes went wide with the shock of that claim. "That's certainly news to me," I grunted in disbelief, scratching the hairs at the top of my chest as I processed it. "Do people actually live in these villages and towers?"

Sprinkle shrugged. "I think so. I never bothered to explore them much."

I looked over at Bonny, and from the lopsided flop of her lagomorphic ears she seemed just as clueless as I was. The rabbit girl's teal orbs were locked on mine in an expression of total puzzlement as she absently twirled a pigtail in her digits. She shrugged, causing the heaving bounty of her bosom to jiggle enticingly. My eyes registered that automatically—I could detect even the slightest tit-waggle from fifty paces away.

Still, I quickly shook off my brief spell of lust. We were on patrol in the Watcher's Woods, and there could be no distractions or diversions. Earlier that day I promised May Belle, my rather possessive and needy holstaur girlfriend, that I wouldn't have sex without her present today since it was her day, whatever that meant. I considered myself a man of my word, so it was crucial that I remembered that ill-advised covenant.

Surreptitiously stealing a glance at Bonny and Sprinkle's buxom monster girl figures, however, I found my prodigious peen throbbing in my pants in spite of my noble intentions. This would be an uphill battle, and possibly one  I couldn't guarantee I would win. But I would try—for May Belle.

I cleared my throat and straightened my back, adjusting my slacks to attempt to conceal my conspicuous bulge, but it was no use. "Oh, look, Bonny! It seems my Bucky does want to hot-blast jizz into our cunts!"

"Ohh good good good!" Bonny grinned, reaching out with her paw and rubbing my groin as I whimpered a meek protest. Then, in a sultry hush, she added, "This is my safe day."

My eyes opened wide with ignited hope. "Your safe day? You mean  you can't get pregnant today?"

Bonny cringed viscerally at my words, her cocoa-brown pigtails and rabbit ears flopping at the sudden gesture.  "Whaaat? No, a safe day is the safest day on which to get pregnant! If you so much as cum in my general vicinity, I'll probably get seeded, Mr. Drake!"

My anus clenched. A salty tear stung the corner of my eye as a lump of disappointment formed in my throat. "I see," I said hoarsely. "Well... let's circle 'round back to that later, shall we?"

Both girls looked at each other and frowned. "If you say so, my Bucky." That was Sprinkle, sighing so deep it rattled her prismatic chainmail bikini.

"Help, hero! Help!!" a shrill, feminine voice cried out from somewhere above. I looked around for the source of the words, as did Bonny and Sprinkle, but we came up empty at first.

"It sounds like it's coming from there," Bonny grunted, pointing to a fixed point in the air where there was nothing to see.

"That's weird," I noted calmly, though I was getting more and more anxious as the cries continued.

"Oh, please, hero! I can see you, please help me!"

I looked at both of my companions and then glanced back at the reflection in the water behind us. Sure enough, the tower was visible, and now a beautiful golden-haired elf with comically long hair was leaning over the windowsill from her room, high up at the top of the structure.

"Help, hero! Please! I'm in desperate need of your aid!"

"This feels… weird," I grumbled, glancing half-lidded at both of my busty companions, but with a sigh, I decided to humor the invisible woman. "Hey!" I shouted in her general direction, though I still couldn't see her with my back to the water. "We can only find you in the pond's reflection!" I said. “The fuck’s up with that?”

"Oh, hero!" she swooned. "Can you really hear me?! You must truly be a worthy soul to penetrate the spell!"

"Yes, I hear you," I shouted back the confirmation, brandishing a thumbs-up. "I don't know how to help you, though. I can't see the tower when I look at it."

"Just, like—kick it really hard or something. It's a simple illusion spell! Having the structure disturbed should work!" she instructed us as she began untying a thick braid that seemed to hang all the way down to the ground—all this was visible in the reflection in the pond.

"That's good to know," I said. I looked at my traveling companions for guidance. "Shall we?"

"Shall we 'what' exactly, Mr. Drake?" Bonny asked, her bunny nose twitching as she pulled a carrot out of her hip satchel. She filed it down to the leaves in the space of time it took for me to answer.

"Do you want to do the honors?" I asked, gesturing to the invisible tower.

Sprinkle nodded and took a step forward. "Let me help. We can do it together!"

Bonny stepped beside her, looking up at the tower with a disinterested expression—the sort of look a girlfriend makes when it’s her boyfriend’s turn to choose the movie. She glanced at me and then looked back at the tower, then to Sprinkle. "Well okay, okay. On the count of three!" she said, making a fist.

I called out the numbers. "One, two, three!"

The three of us simultaneously kicked the tower, which shook with the force of our blows. With a weird sound like the creaking of a giant door in a cavernous echoing chamber, the illusion faded like a mirage would with a slap to a face—if cartoons were to be believed, anyway.

We found ourselves standing in front of an impressive, if under-engineered, granite-gray tower made of chalky brick. The tower stood out like a sore thumb in the forest clearing, the only structure around for miles as far as I knew, and at the top there sat the beautiful elf maiden, perched over her windowsill.

"Hurry, hero! Come to my aid!" she said, clasping her hands together by her face. "I shall cast down my hair for you to climb!"

With that, she tossed her flaxen locks over the edge, out toward me. Her hair proved to be much longer than I'd previously given it credit for—this was some Rapunzel bullshit. Her golden locks hit the ground with an indelicate thud, and I groaned at the thought of trying to scale her tresses like a rope.

"Seems... not safe," I muttered to myself. I called back up to her, "You sure about this?"

"Of course, hero, please—ow-ow-OW HOLY-FUCK-LET-GO! FUCK, how much do you fucking weigh?!"

I released her hair at once, dropping a couple feet back onto the ground, thankfully landing on my feet. So much for that.

"I mean, as much as a person weighs. Look, I'm just gonna, like, try to jump up there. Okay?" I proposed, hoping that that might work a bit better than ripping her hair out and probably tugging her out of the tower because, by the look of her, I was way heavier than she was. Physics still seemed to apply here to some extent.

I activated my Workhorse Quality and conjured up the essence of my Umbercore that I felt when I'd used Great Leap in the past. With a single, perfect bound, I leaped up, grabbing hold of the stool of her window. With a grunt, I hoisted myself up and in, and the gorgeous elven maiden took a step back to make room for me. Clapping her hands, she squealed with delight as I tumbled onto the floor in front of her.

"Ohh, most impressive!" she gushed excitedly with a little hop.

Before she could get out another word, Bonny appeared at the windowsill with her own big-ass jump, and Sprinkle easily scaled the exterior walls of the tower with her metal claws, making her way in shortly after. Reunited, I beamed at my girls as they joined the elfmaid and me in the rather quaint tower bedroom.

I looked around, taking in the sights. It was as primitive and under-decorated as most places I'd come across in Lusteria, but there were some fine carvings in the walls that made it feel a little more homey—and elven. Floral inlays and markings were everywhere. Despite being made of brick, the interior of the tower had a very natural aesthetic, with vines adorning the walls in clearly designed patterns, moss and flowers growing on the floors, and even the elf's bed appeared to have been carved out of a tree trunk. There was no other furniture to speak of, though, save for a few crude wooden stools that stood  in the corners of the room.

"Who put you here?" I asked, trying not to look around too much.

She stared back at me in confusion. "Put me... here?" she repeated like it was a dumb and nonsensical inquiry. "Whatever do you mean?"

"I mean, why are you trapped in this tower, in need of rescue or whatever?"

She laughed. Her laugh was as beautiful as the rest of her, but it had a touch of a fairy-song about it that gave it an otherworldly quality. "No one put me here," she said, shaking her pretty head. "This is my home."

I eyed her in confusion, finally given the space and time to take in the full visage of her. Her body was like something out of a wet dream, a living statue carved from unnervingly erotic marble, something so lovely you might see it at a particularly horny art gallery.

The elfmaid wore nothing but a sheer pink robe, which was draped around her in a way that left most of her upper body exposed—especially the neckline and shoulders. Her fine flaxen hair reached the floor and still spilled out over the windowsill.

"That just opens up more questions," I groaned.

"You're so pretty!" Rainbow Sprinkle cooed, stomping her hoofs with delight at the sight of the pale elven girl in front of us.

Bonny snorted. "Don't give Mr. Drake any ideas. That sanctuary of ours already has enough competition for his attention."

With that, Rainbow Sprinkle's giddy face instantly sobered, and she whispered back a reply. "Oh, right. Good point."

"Well, let's get to the most pertinent question, at least," I said, crossing my arms and leveling a look at the gorgeous elf.

But the bunny girl interrupted. "What kind of elf are you? You look like a high elf, but you live in the Watcher's Woods? It's quite strange," Bonny noted. "I'm surprised the wood elves allow it, frankly."

I knew nothing about elven politics so I just nodded. That was not the question I was going to go with, but I could wait.

"Well, it's very simple, really. I've been hiding from the wood elves here for a very long time. I have a few friends here, so I’m not always alone, but these parts of the forests with wide open clearings are the places wood elves tend to avoid. It makes it a good base of operations for people in my community."

That led back into my original question well enough. "So why were you calling for me to help you if this is your home?"

She grinned wide, and before she uttered even one more word, she dropped the pink robe that covered her supple flesh. One instant later, I was staring at the perfect body of a nude high elf, her narrow waist flaring delectably into a wide, womanly hips, her thin neck and shoulders giving way to an improbably buxom chest. The elf’s shapely bosom was topped with nipples that were puffy like little pink dollops of cream, and her elven sex possessed a barely-there strip of well-groomed golden pubic hair.

I went from soft to hard so quickly that I thought I heard the sound of the fabric in my pants straining. "Holy fuck," I grunted, "this world is the freakin’ best."

I could practically feel Bonny and Sprinkle roll their eyes behind me. I certainly heard their scoffs of jealousy, at least. "Ugh, another desperate elf wants to fuck our man," Bonny groaned in disgust. "He's got too many of us already. Get in line, sister."

"My Bucky, if you try to take her home with us, I'll eviscerate her and bathe in her blood."

Before I could respond, the elfmaid let out a sweet giggle. "That won't be necessary," she cooed. "My name is Liminelda, and I only want one thing from the hero."

We all looked at her with plain interest written all over our faces. "Well, don't keep us in suspense," I muttered, still ogling her bare nubile flesh.

Her lascivious smile only widened. "Put simply, I want your tongue in my ass. Why, I haven't had a proper rimming in centuries! When I heard you cavorting nearby with your beautiful companions—"

"—Okay, I like her a little better now, Mr. Drake," Bonny interjected.

"—I knew today could be my lucky day.  What say you, brave, noble hero? Will your powerful tongue know the plunder of my asshole?"

I shrugged, cracking my knuckles. Technically, I wouldn’t be having sex, so May Belle couldn’t complain. And how could I resist the needs of a damsel in distress? "I mean, I can't think of a single reason why not," I confessed. "Ass up, elbows down, Limi-whatever."

"Liminelda," she corrected.

Already forgotten.

Sprinkle growled covetously as I sank to my knees in front of the elf, and the elf did much the same. "Look, from here on, he's here to toss salad, not make friends," Sprinkle said with plain angst tickling her throat. "I don't want him to so much as remember your name when we're done here, or I'll be back to paint this tower red."

I shot a scornful, appalled look at my unicorn girl. "Sprink, babe, that's uncalled for."

She pouted instantly, her lip quivering as though I was the one being unfair. "I'm sorry, I can't help it," she sniffled, her eyes dewy and oddly cute given the threat she'd just made. She wiped her eyes with both hands as a heavy sigh escaped my lips.

Bonny put a consoling hand-paw on Sprinkle's shoulder and shot me a look. "No, Sprinkle, you're right. Mr. Drake, you're halfway to a turnip's tip if you think we're going to let you spoil your tongue on elven ass without us having our fill."

"Having your fill… of elven ass?" I asked, suddenly confused. "I didn't take you for bi-curious."

Bonny stuck out her tongue in disgust. "No, yuck. Blechhh! Listen. Okay-okay-okay," her bunny ears twitched and her puff ball of a tail fluttered excitedly as her beautiful mind got to work, first gesturing back at Rainbow Sprinkle. "You, Sprinkle, get behind Mr. Drake. You'll eat his ass while he goes to town on the elf. I'll be underneath you all, pumping his dick in my paws as I lick his balls."

Sprinkle nodded, her high, girly voice suddenly ablaze with purpose. "Right!" she said. "Got it."

With no further input from me, they knelt, sidled, and slid into the positions Bonny had dictated. The poor elf girl, Limi-wawa or whatever, was waiting patiently, her face pressed into the mossy floor as her hands pulled open her anus for my inspection.

I gaped at the holy hole in front of me. It was definitely somewhere in my top ten prettiest buttholes list, for fucking sure. It was tight and rosy pink, puckered like it was ready for a kiss. Her glistening pink lips beneath were also parted just enough to show off a sheen of girly dew dripping onto the floor. There was some natural lubrication there already, but I didn't need much more than my own spit for the task ahead of me. My tongue came out to play, sliding in between those sweet cheeks, licking the length of her crack and across her puckered little rosebud before sliding my tongue into her pert backdoor entrance, making her moan softly.

"Mmm," she purred, already, quivering. "That feels so good. Just what I needed, hero!"

Her body shuddered before me as I made a mighty meal of her asscunt. I could feel the heat emanating from inside of her as I lapped at her tight ring like a greedy dog at his bowl. I felt a few more tremulous moans escape her  and  almost had time to react—

But just then, I felt my balls disappear into Bonny's mouth as her furry paws got to work on my obviously rock hard shaft. She'd always been an enthusiastic giver, and today was clearly no exception. The bunny girl’s dainty, dexterous digits wrapped around me and began to stroke, working up the tension until my cock was straining against her chin. Then she started bobbing and sucking down on me while using both paws to squeeze my nuts—not hard. Just enough for a bit of a thrill.

My head was spinning, but there was one thing that kept me focused. I needed to make this inconsolably horny elf girl in front of me scream like a drunken slut. That was the quest—that was what drove me forward. As I ate out her cinnamon ring with aplomb, my eyes stayed open, absorbing the sight of her pretty rump and how it curved up to the small of her back, now glistening with sweat.

And then Sprinkle got involved. Holy fuck, the second I felt her cool, nimble tongue plumb my asshole I had to suppress a decidedly unmanly squeal. It was just so unexpected! Not only did it feel amazing, but she let out her own cute little moans as she performed, making her sweet voice buzz against my anus. She wasn't doing anything special, really—just moving her tongue in a way that made me gasp and buck my hips back every once in a while to urge her deeper into my happy hole—you know, rimjobs. But damn, was it hot!

As I licked the high elf's booty-box with unyielding gusto, I tried to multitask properly, enjoying Sprinkle’s attentions and the sensation of Bonny slipping my dick into her mouth from underneath me. The wet sounds of her sucking and slurping all over my pole competed with the moans of pleasure made by the rest of us, creating a cacophony of sound that filled the tower.

Limi-who-the-fuck-cares let out a particularly loud fuck-whine, and I suddenly realized she was already close to coming.

I pulled my face away from Limi-woowoo's ass and looked up at her, trying to catch her eye as she gazed lustfully back at me over her shoulder.

"It's going down, elf," I grunted with finality as I dove back into her stank-pit, digging my tongue so far into her clenching butt-blossom that I thought I might never come out again.

"Mmm, mmm, fuck!" she yelped as her body trembled before me. Despite my focus on her anal ring, her pussy was pouring piping hot girlcum all over the floor. The elf's tight sphincter gripped my tongue like a fist made of wet velvet. My saliva was running down the inside of her buttcheeks and dribbling off my chin, dripping onto her calves and the mossy ground, mingling with her own juicy contributions.

Sprinkle didn't relent at all, though, still flooding my ass with pleasure as she tongue-fucked my butt like she was born to do it. I felt my eyes cross once or twice as she rocked my fucking world. The pleasure was so intense I almost forgot my own name.

Then there was Bonny. Bonny's sucking of my cock had grown even more desperate and driven than before, skillfully avoiding grating my cock with her bucked bunny teeth. The texture of her tongue and the inside of her suckling cheeks around my dick, combined with Rainbow Sprinkle's heavenly ministrations, meant that I was almost done here, too.

With a cry that seemed to shake the tower, the high elf girl in front of me came. She thrust her rump backwards to force my head tightly against her buttflesh, holding me there as she cried out and shook beneath me like a long blade of grass in a squall.

My own climax wasn't far behind. With my own series of grunts and groans, I mega-blasted a firehose's worth of cum into Bonny's eager throat, and she had to swallow three times to keep up. Still, though, we watered the moss-grown floors with plenty of her spit and my jizz.

Moments later I felt Bonny's warm mouth pull off my throbbing shaft with a lewd pop. A second after that, Sprinkle whimpered as she pulled away from my asshole, letting out a little sigh as she lovingly patted my bottom.

"I'd like to do this again soon," she cooed.

With a mouthful of the taste of elven ass—pretty fresh, if you’re wondering—I collapsed onto the flowery ground once Bonny had wriggled out from underneath me. I wasn't sure if I'd ever been quite this satisfied from an encounter that didn't involve my dick in a cunt.

"Holy fuck," I seethed, shivering in the aftershocks of my bliss. “Good work, team. Quest completed.”

We all just lay there like that for a few moments, panting like foxes under a desert sun. We exchanged looks several times, giggling at random every now and then before calming down again a few several long moments later. Finally, after maybe ten minutes spent like that, I sat up, stretching.

"Well, thank you for getting us to try something new," Sprinkle said happily to the high elf.

Bonny stared jealously at a glob of my cum on the ground. "I could just... pick this up and..."

"Bonny, no!" I scolded her. "No rubbing my cum into your pussy. That's against the rules."

The bunny girl let out a bratty whine. "Yes, Mr. Drake," she whimpered at last.

"You know," said the high elf, sitting up and looking me directly in the eyes. "I may have spoken a bit too soon when I said I wanted to stay here. Perhaps I should come with you to this sanc—"

"Bitch, I warned you!"

My eyes went wide as the rainbow unicorn girl reached for her metal claws. "Sprinkle, no!"

Sigh. It was almost a perfect afternoon.