"Can we get a room with two beds?" Adam asks the extremely nervous-looking innkeeper.

Two beds? Does that mean he doesn't want to do something with me tonight? Or be with me at all? It's possible he wants to spend a little more time together before deciding that or doing something with me. That thought gives me hope as I definitely like him enough I'd like to be with him as a couple.

Not having sex doesn't mean we can't share a bed, though, so that does bring the concern back. If Adam's changed his mind or never did actually want more with me, then I'll hope I can find someone else who seems as nice as he is. Soon, too.

"That will be three wings," the innkeeper tells him.

Adam pulls the coins from his pouch and hands them to the innkeeper, who hands him a key with a room number printed on it. After accepting it, Adam returns to me and we head upstairs, locating the room that's ours and entering.

The room has two large beds in it, one on each side with a gap between them and the wall to their side large enough for someone to walk past, but not much larger than that. Between the two beds is a space about eight feet wide, and the space between the beds and the front wall is about five feet wide, with a wooden clothes chest at the foot of each bed. While we aren't using the chests, they're probably used by someone staying here more long-term than one night.

A door at the front of the left-hand wall grants us access to the bathroom. This world seems to be in a mix of modern and medieval, as they do have working showers in fancier inns, powered by magic. We used a public bathing house to wash up after leaving the Dungeon rather than getting a room immediately, and they work much the same way.

The lights here are glowing crystals housed in lanterns made of fogged glass and fixed into a couple of spots on the walls. Each light has to be turned on individually, and Adam only flips on the one by the front door after entering. It's not enough to fully brighten the room, but since we're probably going to bed shortly, it's enough for us.

"I do want to ask you something," Adam says as I close the door behind us. "Well, several somethings."

"It'll cost you a hundred eagles per question," I tell him and he gives me a stupefied look for a moment before snorting, and I chuckle back. "What's up?"

"Did I understand you right in that you were interested in getting with me?" He asks. "As a party member?"

"I didn't kick you from my party, did I?" I ask with a small smile.

"That doesn't mean much," he says. "So? Do you want to team up? I like you enough to find you a good team member. Unless we work together more and decide it isn't for us, I'd like to stay as teammates."

"I share that feeling," I tell him. "You're a nice enough guy."

Even if he won't tell me the real reason he wants someone who can become extremely powerful on his team. The rest of him is pretty nice and I enjoyed working with him.

"I look forward to being able to be of use to you in battle, too," I say, and he chuckles.

"Alright," he says. "I'll probably be leaving here first thing in the morning after eating breakfast and getting some new tunics. Want me to wake you for the shopping, or let you sleep in a bit more?"

"My body's still sore from going through the Dungeon's hills and forest yesterday and today," I tell him. "A little extra sleep would probably be better if that's okay with you."

"It is," he nods. "Now for the next part. It has to be said so I know where we stand. Do you want to enter into a relationship with me? I'd like to get with you, but I can't really tell because you're kind of sending mixed signals, and I'm sensing that some of your comments and jokes are things you'd say to guys you aren't interested in, too."

"Probably," I shrug. "And yeah, I'd like to be boyfriends, Adam. You had me worried about the two beds there that you'd changed your mind."

His tail flicks a little, showing his happiness at my response.

"That was in case you decided not to," he says. "I'd forgotten to ask before we checked in."

"Ah."

"Next question," he says. "You said you were sore and wanting to sleep. Does that mean… you don't want to do sex?"

"I'm sore, but I'm not that sore," I snort. "It'll be my first time if we do."

"Same here," he says. "Okay, so this part is really important so I know how things will go. Do you prefer top or bottom? Or does it not matter to you?"

"Honestly?" I ask. "I'm not sure about being a bottom. Maybe in the future I'd try it, but not right now, and especially not with something as thick as yours for now. Is that an issue?"

"No," he gives me a reassuring smile. "I don't mind either way, I just wanted to know so that I don't try to do something that might make you uncomfortable."

"If you do, I'll let you know," I tell him.

"That's good to know," he says. "Because I'm about to start."

Adam steps over to me and puts his hands on my side, kissing me. I return the gesture and go one step further, gently biting his lower lip. He moves his hands up to my neck and face, gently holding me there as I pull him against me so that we're pressed together. This is my first kiss, and I'm not really sure if I'm doing it right. Adam doesn't seem to care, and his hands move down to my hips, then between us. I feel him fiddling with something, then he pulls off my belt and drops it to the ground.

"We're not going to move to a bed first?" I ask.

"We can if you want," he responds. "I was going to just kiss you after pulling our tunics off and hold you against me so that I could feel your chest against mine."

"Ah," I say. "Well, I'm horny enough that if we take too long while rubbing together, I'm probably going to cum in my pants. I didn't jack off in the shower because it was kind of public, but even if it wasn't, I wouldn't have in the hopes of doing something tonight."

"Then we should probably hurry up," he chuckles before pulling off my tunic.

Adam doesn't let me pull off his belt or tunic, and once we're both bare-chested, he goes back to kissing me, slipping his tongue inside my mouth as he pulls my body against him. Maybe I'm just extra-sensitive at the moment due to my horny state, but the feel of his warm skin against me is extremely erotic, and I let out a soft gasp at the contact. Already aware that my nipples are sensitive to sexual stimulation, I'm not surprised when the slightest movement in his chest from him breathing and us shifting a little as we kiss increases the feeling.

We're both holding each other's sides, and I take the opportunity to feel his scales. They're warm, smooth, and slightly hard, and they connect to his skin seamlessly. He doesn't react to me moving my hands along them or his back, but the moment I touch his tail, I feel it moving a bit.

I use my tongue to push his back into his mouth; the fact that it felt slimy was a surprise, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. That's probably how tongues feel to other tongues. Pushing his tongue back is a struggle, though, as he really wants to wrestle mine with his.

"Adam," I say once I get his tongue out of my mouth. "I'm going to cum if we don't stop now."

"Okay," he says. "Let's move to the bed, then."

Adam pulls off his boots before going to the bed on the left, so I do the same, working off my pants as he works off his. I climb onto the bed and he pushes me down so that I'm on my back. He turns around so that his dick is over my face, and before I can even react, his tongue is licking mine.

"Oooh!" I moan softly at the feeling.

Adam gently pulls down my foreskin, drawing another moan out of me as his tongue flicks over the sensitive head of my dick. I'm about to warn him that I'm about to cum when he suddenly engulfs the head of my dick in his mouth. The moment after he does that, I begin shooting my load, feeling Adam's mouth shift as he swallows each shot of it.

"Ungh!" I moan, unable to contain it. This feels great, better than I'd expected. "Mnh!"

Once I stop shooting cum into his mouth, Adam slowly slides his mouth down, taking in more and more of my dick. I let out another moan before beginning to lick his own dick. A couple of times, Adam accidentally scrapes me with his teeth. Much to my relief, he quickly corrects it, finding a rhythm once he figures out how much of me he can take into his mouth at a time.

I spend a little bit longer just licking and kissing his dick, using one hand to keep it at my mouth and the other to rub his ass and fidget with his tail. When I finally do take his dick into my mouth, I can't help but scrape his dick a bit. Either he can open his mouth more than I can, or I'm going to need a lot of practice to catch up to his raw skill.

As Adam doesn't complain and even moans in a pleasurable way a couple of times when my teeth touch his dick, I take it to mean he likes it. At least, he likes it when it's gentler. I stop worrying so much about it and slowly begin to move my head up and down, gagging a few times as I accidentally take more of him than I can handle right now.

A light squeeze on my side confuses me for a moment, before I realize that Adam's tail is moving a bit more as his hips stiffly move up and down ever the tiniest bit. He's about to cum and is trying to warn me without stopping sucking me off. It takes every ounce of my willpower not to laugh while his dick is in my mouth.

Mimicking his actions for when he swallowed, I let my head drop back as I lift his waist up a bit so that only the head of his dick is in my mouth. I pull back his foreskin and begin gently swirling my tongue over the sensitive head.

"Mnh!" He moans when I do that, the vibration against my dick extremely erotic.

I do this a few more times before Adam reaches his peak, the thick, hot, salty cum shooting hard and fast into my throat, only a little bit of it hitting my tongue. He cums just as hard as I do, and it's a struggle for me not to choke on it. Despite that, I manage to swallow everything, and only once he finishes does he stop sucking my dick. Though I didn't reach a second orgasm, I'm quite okay with that.

"That was great," I tell Adam as he pulls off of me and lies beside me, kissing me for a few moments. "Sorry about the teeth."

"It felt nice when it wasn't too hard," he tells me.

"That's good to know," I say. "I thought you told me you haven't done this before?"

"I practiced on myself last night in the hopes we'd do this."

Damn he's flexible.

"I want to see that," I tell him, and he shifts onto his back and starts to lift his legs up. "Some other time, yeah? Or are we not going to fuck?"

Adam holds up a hand, and a ceramic bottle appears in it, pulled from his Inventory.

"Here's the oil," he says. "Just slick up and go right in. No loosening necessary, I want to feel it rough."

"You sure?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Alright."

I grab the oil and move so that I'm in the right position as he pulls his legs up more, then I open up the bottle and pour a little onto my dick. Some of it drips onto the bed, but that's probably not going to be an issue in a few minutes. Adam probably would have complained if this was the sort of place to not clean things, too.

Once my dick is thoroughly slicked up with the oil-lube, I return the cap to the bottle and set it down, then slide my dick into his ass. The size of my dick and the tightness of his ass is enough that it feels like he's squeezing the hell out of my dick. Both of us moan at it, Adam arching his back just a little as I feel my breathing turn heavier.

Because of his tightness and my thickness, sliding in takes a little longer than I thought, with more resistance than I'd expected. However, I do make it all the way into his ass, and once I do, I slowly pull back, then thrust back in. Now that he's lubed up inside and loosened a little, this becomes easier and I start to pick up speed.

Bending forward, I roughly thrust back and forth in Adam as I start kissing him, one hand pressed against the bed, the other against his face. Adam holds my sides, and I can feel him gently pushing his hips back against me every time I thrust in, him pulling back a little as I pull back. His tail flicks against my legs, and it feels pretty… interesting.

After tongue-wrestling with Adam for a minute, I straighten back up and move my hands to his sides, holding him as I start thrusting faster. Adam grabs my wrists and holds them firmly to the point it hurts, but I let it go because damn does this feel good.

The extra stimulation he gave me after I came the first time built me up pretty well and I feel myself reaching my climax soon enough. The moment I hit it, I thrust all the way in as hard and fast as I can, Adam arching his back and letting out another moan.

I bend forward and start kissing him again as I cum in him, Adam shoving his tongue into my mouth as he tries to pull me against him as best he can. When my orgasm finishes, Adam and I continue kissing with me still all the way in his ass.

"We can clean up in the morning," Adam says once we stop kissing. "Who's going to be the big spoon?"

"Me," I pull out of his ass, Adam moaning just a little as I do. "You good?"

"Fuck yeah," he answers, turning onto his left side. I lie down behind him, pulling myself against him as we tangle our legs and his tail together. "That felt awesome, Jamie."

"I agree," I tell him. "I'm glad it wasn't too much for you. Unless it was?"

"It was not," he answers. "We're definitely doing this again if you want."

"Just not right now," I kiss him on the cheek. "I'm feeling sore in new ways, now."

Adam chuckles, then grabs my hand with his and brings it up to his mouth, kissing it. I really am sore in more ways than before. Until the sex, it was mostly in my legs due to the terrain I walked over yesterday and today. Now, my thighs are sore in other places, and my hips, waist, stomach, and back are also feeling it. Hopefully, we do this enough my body gets used to it and I don't feel like this after anymore.

I hope that happens fast, too.

"You sound like you're about to pass out," Adam says. "And I wanted to ask you something else before you did."

"Go ahead," I realize the light's still on. "Damn, we didn't turn off the light."

"I'll get it after you fall asleep," he tells me. "I'm confident that I can get back into position easily."

"Alright," I say. "What's your question?"

"I know you have had a bad experience," he says. "With harems due to your father's being shit-"

"And my father being shit."

"That, too," he says. "Does that mean you're into only being a couple? Or if we find another guy you're interested in, or we both are… would you be fine doing poly or having a harem?"

"My dad and his harem being bad apples doesn't mean they're all bad," I say. "If you're okay with me having a harem, or us being poly, then I'm more than happy with it. If you'd like to have a harem with me as a part of it, just know that I'd be topping in it."

"Okay," he chuckles. "I was just asking because harems and poly are the norm for adventurers in this world. That's good to know."

"Alright," I chuckle. "Anything else?"

"No," he answers. "Sleep well."

"You, too," I respond.

"Dream of delicious things," is the last thing I hear before falling asleep.