When I saw you, I thought… Well, I don’t know what.  No one should be treated that way.  I felt sympathy and horror at the same time.  I just wanted to take care of you.  Over time, you’ve just come to mean more to me.”

“Do you find me attractive?!” Okake said with disbelief.

“Uh, yes.  Do you find me that way as well?”

“I didn’t think pinkskins ever felt that way about anyone outside their race.” 

“Well, I guess I never thought about it, but I like you and think you're pretty.”

Karl sat for a moment, “you never told me what you think about me.”

It was Okake’s turn to think for a while.  “I never thought about it, but... Yes.  Yes, I’m attracted to you. I’m surprised by this.”

Karl laughed.  Okake slid over closer to him on the cart.  

As they passed the final turnoff to Karl’s farm, he felt Okake’s hand on his thigh.  He swallowed with a suddenly dry throat.  

When they got to the farm, they unhooked the cart and returned Bunny to the stalls.    

Karl prepared some town food with their normal stew.  This time it was a cured hog.  This was salty, but the stew suddenly had a lot of flavor. He had plenty and it kept for several weeks so he gave Okake extra portions.  

With a full stomach, Karl’s eyes started getting heavy after the long day.  He didn’t have the energy to do a full bath, but they hadn’t done any work to raise a sweat so he stripped and got into the bed and moved to the far side.  

Okake wondered about human relationships.  She now realized that she liked the man, Karl, but she was conflicted.  How did they go about their mating rituals?  Orcs were clearer and visceral.  She thought about the last year with the soldiers.  She had appetites returning, but still didn’t feel comfortable with anything.  She did know that she wanted to make Karl happy like he made her feel.  She remembered him stroking his member in the woods when she was still coming back to her senses.  The heat started pulsing at her temples.  She took her clothes off and got into bed but didn’t feel tired at all.  Karl had already fallen asleep.

She moved her hand to her groin and felt the dampness, but recoiled.  She could only think of the soldiers and their violence towards her.  She ground her teeth in frustration.   She rolled on her side to stare at Karl sleeping.  He wasn’t big like the Orcs, but he was in fine shape.  He was attractive in his own way that made her desire even more frustrating.  She eventually drifted off.

Before the sun was fully over the mountains Okake woke and resumed her view of Karl.  As with most mornings Karl had an erection.  Her pulse started to speed up and she grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed her nipple creating ripples of pleasure.  She slowly reached over to Karl and took his penis in her hand gently.  She slowly moved her hand up and down the shaft, stopping beneath the head as her hand rose on each stroke.  She was emulating what she saw in the woods and since this wasn’t anything she had done with the soldiers there were not too many intrusive thoughts.

She kept her grip light and kept the pace slow.  Gradually clear fluid started rising from the tip of the head.  She had never studied this kind of thing in close detail before.  Orc rutting tended to be straight to matter so she never had a clinical experience related to mating.  

Karl began perspiring and his mouth opened, and his respiration deepened.  His feet moved as though he was pushing away from something.  Okake sensed the climax was coming and increased her pace.  Karl started making low noises in the back of his throat which made her stimulation increase.  His abdomen tightened and relaxed faster and faster until openly groaned while violently ejected his seed.  The thick rope of semen shot into the air while she continued stroking.  She stared with fascination as two more copious ropes followed the first into the air.  

Karl struggled to wake up from an intensely erotic dream and his eyes fluttered in an attempt to wake.  He realized that Okake’s hand was lightly squeezing the remnants of fluid from his penis in a milking fashion while stomach muscles contracted in a rictus of pleasure.  He finally grabbed her hand and stopped the movement.  

“Oh god.  What? Thanks! Oh my god…” He sputtered as the post orgasm chemicals ripped through his body. 

“Okake, what’s..”.

“I wanted to make you happy.  Did I do it right?” she asked with a barely concealed faux innocence.  

“Yes you did.  What a way to wake up.”  He rolled over to face her and moved in to kiss her.  He had not kissed a lot of women over the years and wasn’t too sure what to do to keep the momentum going.  Their lips moved together and tentatively slipped his tongue out to see if that was something she was going to reciprocate. 

Okake had never been kissed before and was overcome by the intense feelings of pleasure that washed over her.  Could anything be this nice? 

Karl’s hand moved to one of her breasts and gently squeezed and thumbed her erect nipple.  She groaned in pleasure.  His hand moved down her side and across her hip.  He moved to guide his hand across her buttocks so he could brush his fingertips across her labia.  As soon as he made contact Okake froze.  He snapped his hand away.  

“Okake, I’m sorry!  I thought…” but he couldn’t finish the thought because he did not really know what to say.  He understood that the circumstances were complicated.  

Okake was frustrated.  She wanted Karl to be happy and she wanted to be happy with him.  But her body and mind betrayed her at a crucial moment.  She thought if she could cry she would.  She ground her teeth and locked her muscles, so they stood at attention.  She screamed in frustration.