I give Ser what he wants

"Here, lad," Ser Duncan says, handing you the reins of his horse. "Take care of Thunder for me. I need a meal and rest." Without waiting for a reply, he heads into the tavern, ducking slightly to fit through the door.

Ser Duncan turns back to you and gives you a warm smile. "Ah, my apologies, fair Ellyahna. It's rare that I have someone approach me for such reasons. What good deeds did you hear of, may I ask?" He leans down slightly to look at you more closely.

Ser Duncan chuckles at your words. "You are too kind, my lady. But I serve a higher purpose than mere coin. It is the duty of all knights to defend the innocent and uphold justice, regardless of who holds the purse strings." He stands up straight and offers you his arm. "Come, let us find a table where we can discuss more pleasant topics. Perhaps you could sing for me?"

Ser Duncan raises an eyebrow in surprise at your boldness, but a small grin forms on his face. "Oh? And what might that entail, fair Ellyahna?" he asks with a playful tone. He places his hand on the hilt of his sword but doesn't unsheathe it, waiting to see what you have in mind.

Ser Duncan's grin widens at your suggestion. "Is that so?" he says, moving closer to you. "And what would you like me to unsheathe, Ellyahna?" he asks in a low voice, his eyes flicking over your body with interest.

As he gets closer, you can feel his heat and the scent of sweat and leather. You notice the subtle bulge in his breeches and how it presses against your face as he leans down towards you.

Ser Duncan watches with anticipation as you slowly untie the strings of your blouse, revealing more and more of your skin underneath. His eyes are locked on you, and you can see his breathing start to quicken.

As you finally pull apart the last tie, your blouse falls away, revealing your perky breasts held in place by a lacy bra. Ser Duncan's eyes widen, clearly impressed by what he sees.

"Well, well," he murmurs. "You certainly know how to make an impression, my lady." He reaches out a hand, brushing it lightly across your exposed flesh. "But are you sure this is what you want? I would never force myself upon a lady, no matter how beautiful she may be."

Ser Duncan's breathing quickens as he watches you eagerly undress him, his eyes fixed on your every move. As you pull out his cock and run your lips over it, he groans softly, a thrill running through his body.

"Gods, Ellyahna," he mutters, his hands sliding up to your shoulders. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined." He guides your head down further onto his length, moaning as you take him deeper into your mouth.

With one hand on his cock and the other massaging his balls, you work his shaft expertly, eliciting groans of pleasure from Ser Duncan's lips. He leans back against a nearby stall, his fingers tangling in your hair, urging you on. The sensation is electric, and you feel his hips bucking against your face as he approaches the brink of ecstasy.

Ser Duncan moans loudly, his hips moving faster and faster as he thrusts into your mouth. He's lost in the pleasure of the moment, unable to hold back any longer. Finally, with a loud groan, he comes hard in your mouth, spurting warm cum down your throat.

After a few moments, Ser Duncan pulls away from you, his breathing heavy and ragged. "Gods, Ellyahna," he says, his voice thick with desire. "That was... incredible." He leans down and brushes his lips across yours in a gentle kiss before helping you to your feet.

"You're a very talented bard, my lady," he says with a smile, still catching his breath. "And a skilled lover as well. Perhaps we should find that table now, and you can sing for me while I enjoy my drink?"

Ser Duncan nods understandingly, still catching his breath from the intense pleasure you just gave him. "Of course, Ellyahna. Take your time. I will wait for you inside." He gives you a respectful bow before turning and walking towards the tavern.

As you tend to your horse, you can't help but feel a sense of thrill at what just transpired between you and Ser Duncan. His body had been strong and firm in your grasp, and his reaction to your seduction had been electric.

As the tavern fades into the distance behind you, you reflect on the pleasures of indulging in such forbidden desires.