Another Day in Vana'Diel

"Welcome to Bastok." stated the gate guard after finalizing the paperwork of the newest citizen, Claude, a young Hume, full of life and energy; he walked briskly into his new home, the Republic. On his way to his new residence, he spotted a cute, blue haired Tarutaru woman, who had propped herself by the Market-square fountain, chewing on a small wheat stalk. Noticing she had caught his eye, she tossed her small ponytail back. "Hiya handsome, you're a new face around here, huh?" Claude, still new to the city nervously spoke. "Y-yeah, I just became a citizen today, I've heard things, but never been here before..." The Tarutaru tossed down the piece of wheat and said, "Well, it's not too difficult to find your way around here, its a lot smaller than my hometown, If you'd like, I can show you to where your house will be... by the way, my name is Umiruru, yours?" Bashfully, the Hume blurted out "I-I'm Claude, nice to meet you." he said, rubbing the back of his head. Looking up at Claude with a half-grin, Umiruru started forward. "Well, shall we?"

Arriving at the residential gate, the two moved into the row of small Mog Houses, reading his papers, Claude spotted his house and pointed at it. "That’s it." he said. "Alright." Umiruru started, "Let's check it out."
Claude opened the door and they were greeted by a lit stove and a happy moogle. The moogle flew to the door and greeted his master. "Welcome, please come in!" as Umiruru started for the door, the moogle halted her. "Only my master is allowed in..." Umiruru stared at the moogle with a freezing glare. "Hey, bub, don’t you have some plants to water somewhere else?" she said coldly as she pulled the moogle by the chest-fur bringing him nose-to-nose with her. Without hesitation, the moogle quickly teleported away, so as not to evoke the wrath of the tiny woman. Claude entered, looking at the bare room, covered by a single rug. "Wow... Kind of... empty..." Claude muttered with disappointment. Umiruru consoled him. "Yeah, the room is free, but you gotta furnish it yourself." Umiruru walked in and set herself down in front of his stove, warming her hands.
"Now then, come sit." she ordered. Claude approached and took a seat by her. "Thanks for showing me around, I might've still been lost if it weren’t for you." Umiruru smiled. "No trouble at all!" she stated, after a brief pause, begin to stare at Claude. Feeling the glare, Claude looked at her, wondering if something was on his face, he began to reach up to clean it off when she pounced on him, in his shock, and he was easily overcome by the quick maneuvers of the Tarutaru. Wh-what are you doing?" Claude asked in shock. Umiruru sat on his chest grinning at him. "Now, you just be a good boy..." Slowly overcoming his shock and understanding what was happening, Claude nodded silently. She turned around, moved to his lower half, and slowly pulled his slacks down, exposing his placid penis. "Hmmm... this won't do..." she said, slowly taking it in hand and began stroking it. Feeling her tiny hand caress him, Claude started to grow eventually too large for one Tarutaru hand to cover. She compensated by using both and started to lick the tip of his cock-head. Feeling her tiny tongue lash against his cock, and her hands moving faster and faster up and down, he let out a gentle sigh of bliss just as she surrounded the tip of his head with her lips. Umiruru lowered her head, widening her mouth, allowing more and more of his cock past her lips. Reaching about halfway to the base, she began to struggle fitting more of it in, and eased it out slowly. Satisfied with how far she could go down, she started to bob, slowly. Claude watched her ponytail bounce while she sat on his stomach, blowing him. His cock stiffened to maximum capacity, forcing her to stand. As she stood up, trying to keep her balance, yet skillfully stripping, she continued to suck on his head. After getting completely naked, she turned to him, still gently caressing him with one hand. "How was that?" she asked, grinning with her satisfaction. Claude couldn't stop staring at the tiny, cute vixen who continued to stroke him. "Out of this world." he said with labored breath. "Good!" she exclaimed as she slid her free hand down to her pussy showing him how wet she was by letting her fluid glisten by the fire. "Now, I know I'm amazing and all, but I'll need your help with this part" she grinned as she rubbed her juices off her hand onto his raging hard-on.

Following Umiruru's silent instructions, Claude lifted her up, and eased his cock-head into the lips of her waiting pussy. Her legs dangled about as his pink head disappeared inside her. Letting out a silent moan, more and more of Claude's cock penetrated inside her. "Yoga lessons..." she stated, calmly "More", she ordered. Claude accelerated his descent pushing deeper into Umiruru's tight Taru-pussy. "So good..." she wailed. Claude began to pump her up and down his cock as if she were a sex-doll, pushing harder and harder, increasing speeds with each push. He began to moan in unison with Umiruru as the approached climax. Umiruru leaned forward until she was on all fours on Claude's stomach, she began to thrust backwards on his cock, pushing down hard until her juices exploded all over covering it completely, immediately after, he erupted deep inside her pussy, causing a combination of juices to gush out, leaving a big stain on Claude's new rug. Panting and sweating, Umiruru lay on Claude's chest while he lay with a dumb grin on his face.

After recovering from their moments of bliss, Claude pulled up his slacks as Umiruru dressed herself. "So, how about some food at the Steamed Sheep?" suggested Umiruru. Claude gazed at his floor... "W-what about that?" he asked nervously. Umiruru chuckled "Leave that to the moogle, c'mon, I'll buy" they exit the house, Claude saying, "Good, 'cause, I'm broke." as they continue for the ports.