Exodus

Vixens arms were crossed against her chest pinned down by Matthew. She arched her back in a way that allowed her to put his dick in. 

The stimulation being too much, she came. Matthew grabbed each wrist as he thrust into her powerfully. Her moans echoing into the cool night air. In between breaths, she tried to ask other questions. 

"Whe-where does Alfonso li-live?"

"He...lives....in the city... above the market stall...Tinctures, Trinkets, and Tots third floor." 

Again he was curious as to what compelled him to answer, but her pushy squeezed him tightly at that moment and he forgot to be suspicious about it. He continually rammed her, getting more turned on as he watched hee giant breasts bouncing in cadence with his thrusts. 

She broke away from him and wrapped her legs around his waist while lowering herself onto his dick. They both used the power of their legs for her to bounce forcefully on his dick, he sucked her nipples simultaneously. This time, they came together, he first and her after feeling the hot viscous liquid invade her womb. 

[Spatial storage added!] Permanently take? Y/N

She selected no, it didn't matter. This carried on for quite a while, Matthew found a couple of things that were strange. For one, even though he was able to go multiple rounds, he never had gone four rounds in one stretch before. He'd get tired and she'd moan and he'd be reinvigorated. He felt something was off but he wasn't sure what, she was definitely the most attractive woman he's been with. The second thing was that no matter what she asked, he felt compelled to tell her honestly. In this intimate moment she had learned where Alfonso lived, his schedule, his drinking habits, his most frequented establishments, and even his choice of women.

It was pretty unnerving answering questions about another man when he was balls deep in a woman. She was uncommonly interested in Alfonso. He wasn't the biggest guy, but he most certainly wasn't the smallest.

'She definitely has came several times so I'm not doing a poor job, what's she so interested in him for?" Matthew thought as Vixen walked away from him.

She bent over and grabbed her ass shaking it slightly waiting for him. He walked over to the edge, grabbed her by the hips and plunged in. She moaned in ecstasy as she came again her sensitivity peaked. 

Matthew thrusted like a jack hammer, the clapping of flesh on flesh echoing in the distance. He pulled her hair and he felt her body shudder. Hair in one hand, tit in the other he fucked her hard from behind. Her moans frequent and inviting. 

After cumming several times himself this time took a while before he knew it was imminent, he went to pull out and she rammed herself into him taking another load.

[Stats added]

She had struck it rich, spatial storage that she had been lacking and tons of stats. The man's usefulness though had run its course. Matthew was also exhausted. She waited, she snuck up behind him while he was putting on his swim attire, then in a quick motion snapped his neck. She then threw him into the stream that traveled down the mountain. After using the cleaning spell, she used shroud all the way back to her room. 

Now that she was back to her room she put her armor and pack into the spatial storage and laid out her plan to kill the knight captain. In a couple days she would go down to the Belching Boar Brew House, Alfonso's favorite bar.

She sat at a table with a big glass of wine in the dress she had stolen. While she was sitting there five guards came in and sat at a table kitty corner from her, each looking at her cleavage from her low-cut dress. She also noticed a sad face, the men each raised glasses, "To Matthew," the said in sync clinking glasses together. 

As the night wore on the members either left or mingled with patrons of the bar, each of the men came up to her to shoot their shot but she politely declined their advances. She saw Alfonso standing at the bar with a beer with a solemn look on his face. 

She stood up and picked a spot next to him, "You've had quite the long face tonight," she implied the question lightly smiling at him. 

He was quiet for a moment and she wasn't sure if he'd answer but after a minute he relented, "We found out today we lost a good man. His body was discovered at the bottom of the mountain of the resort."

"That's terrible, what happened?"

"Well...there were several inconsistencies. Firstly he was found in swim wear and his neck was broken. He was at the mixer the resort advertised, so either he slipped and fell breaking his neck then had the stream carry him down the mountain or someone killed him. For what reason I know not. I find it a bit of a stretch a knight of his caliber slipping on a rock and dying."

"I see what you mean, it does feel rather unusual. I'm sorry for your loss, but I can keep you company if you'd like? I'm new to the city and don't know many people."

"That's a kind offer, but I think I need some space for a while. "

"No problem I understand. I'll be here tomorrow if you find yourself in need of some company."

He smiled, thanked her and returned to his drink while Vixen paid her tab and left the bar making her way back to hee room.

Alfonso and Vixen had met each other every night at that bar for the next week. The talked and laughed, but the man was guarded. She flirted and they drank but there was an invisible wall that prevented any kind of physical contact between the two of them. 

On the sixth night that week at the bar while they were talking, a twang rang out from inside the bar. Alfonso dodged the arrow and created a javelin out of lightning. The light from the javelin illuminated the dim bar a man in leather armor could be seen with his bow in the rafters. Alfonso threw the javelin with inhuman speed the assassin dropped from the rafters barely in time, but the wood was falling on top of him so he dodged out of the way. 

Rolling up from the ground, metal boots covered in lightning was now directly in front of him. 

"Third assassin this week. Discusting," Alfonso said removing his sword and subsequently removing the man's head. 

'The third assassin this week?! No wonder he is so on guard,' she thought. 

Alfonso walked up to Vixen, his presence imposing because of the battle his mood had shown a swift change. 

"This place is no longer adequate for me. How about we go on a proper date tomorrow?" Alfonso asked Vixen without a smile.

She seductively licked her lips, "what time and where?"