**Pt 2 in comments**
Overseer Shire Billows spent a chunk of his paycheck on the best whore he could find. That meant the girl was young, still with a full head of hair and teeth. Her skin was a flawless, porcelain white because she wasn’t allowed to leave the brothel and was probably some reject from the northern kingdoms. He was between her legs, huffing and thrusting away, staring at her small tits jumping, her perfect, puffy pink nipples practically begging to be –
“You’re being too rough, asshole,” she snapped at him, pulling him out of the moment. “Fucking…Slow down.” And she pressed her hands against his hips as if that’d stop him.
Scowling because she’d ruined his nearing orgasm, Shire sat straight up on his knees, cock still buried in her pussy and back clicking from the exertion. He winced at the sound and the soreness.
“I paid.”