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"Ye’ll git yers some way or other" Tlech replied, letting out a soft coo when Ab cupped her breast. Her initial teasing went over fairly well all things considered, her fellow goblin patient thanks to how much he had already gotten, content for the moment to squeeze her soft chest and watch the show in front of them. A quick slide down his cock was just what she needed, his shaft nice and thick and just about the right length too. He stretched out her abnormally sensitive inner walls, which tightly wrapped around his length. It was also just barely long enough to poke at her cervix when fully inserted, leaking thick precum directly against that barrier. It made her feel nice and warm inside, and she knew that it would feel even better to have him spurt off inside of her. Still, there was also the temptation to just keep grinding herself back and forth, side to side on his lap. It was clearly stimulating her more than him at this point, and she could pretty easily get herself off on it if she wanted to… But she wanted him to get off too, if only so he wouldn’t get annoyed with her. His announcement that he was going to have her give him a titjob next time he got her and Rompra together made her murmur out softly, as she paused atop him, nodding her approval. It was a nice image.

Not that this was a time for thinking, of course. After only a few seconds’ pause Tlech straightened herself and rose up until only the tip of Ab’s cock was inside of her, and then quickly plunged back down, sitting heavily on his lap again. She let out another low moan as her sizeable hips made contact with his; the way he just barely tapped against her inmost barrier when she took him in fully sent a thrill of pleasure up her spine, spurring her on to raise herself up again. Like that she began to bounce swiftly up and down on his lap, grunting and groaning out her pleasure on each downstroke. The chubby goblin’s body jiggled softly, mostly the free breast that wasn’t in Ab’s grasp, which wobbled up and down quite vigorously. She could feel her coming orgasm welling up inside of her quickly, and she bit her lip as she tried to hold it back. She still didn’t want to finish significantly before her partner, after all. How successful she would be as she rode his cock as fast as she could was yet to be seen… as well as if she would even be fully satisfied with just this once. The answer was most probably no.

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Tlech's first rise and full on Ab's dick were greeted by two decidedly lewd noises, the soft wet smack of her ass landing back in Ab's lap and the satisfied groan her action produced from her partner. "Ahhhh, that's it!" he groaned in satisfaction, reaching around to give her rump another quick smack before placing that hand back on her hip for steadiness while she bounced up and down.

Ab would maintain his grip on Tlech's breast while she rode him, his palm rubbing over the sensitive tip while his grip kept it from jiggling so energetically like its twin. Their session would go as fast as Tlech made it go, and given her lust it was a quick one. She won the race to release, but only by a hair, and she was in the early throes of her peak when she felt Ab stiffen beneath and inside of her as the first spurt of his thick goo was spat into her depths, accompanied by a loud groan from the one filling her up. The first thick globule, and the four or five larger globs of his potent jelly that followed, all stuck to her cervix even as her orgasm made her suck up every drop of the stuff, quickly spreading the warmth to her womb. He still had plenty to give despite it being his third time, and filled Tlech nicely with hot cum that stuck to her deepest depths and gave her a pleasant warm feeling.

"Ahhhhh! Yeah, that's good.... You got another round in yah? Cuz I'm ready to put another load in yah!" Ab grunted, and if Tlech agreed and allowed him to he would gently push her off. His seed wouldn't leak out, mostly, leaving the sticky goo stuck to her insides even when she stood up. She wouldn't be doing so for long, however, before Tlech was lowered onto her back and had her legs raised into the air. Ab would squat down near her, his cock and balls hanging over her face, and would crudely grunt, "gimme a bit o' lickin." Her arousal wouldn't have been reduced much by her first session, and even with the warmth bubbling inside of her she would be sorely tempted by the prospect of another round thanks to the effects of Gronn's cum. Ab wouldn't make her tease him long, however, before he moved to switch positions and squad down over her, ready to impale her while he tilted her legs further up, forcing Tlech's plump rear up and off of the ground so that she was mostly lying only on her back.

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Tlech rode Ab at a considerable pace, her hips rising and falling as rapidly as she dared. The area echoed with the sounds of sex, both from the two of them and from Rompra and Sund in front of them, the moans and the lewd, wet slapping of flesh against flesh filling their ears. It was a common and beautiful sound in the warrens, one that sometimes drew a crowd if it happened at the right time. For now, though it seemed to be only their little group… Where in other circumstances she might have been annoyed by the way Ab gave her quavering rump a spank the chubby goblin was only spurred on by it, groaning softly and pushing her back against his chest a little bit. Despite her efforts to hold herself back she could tell she wasn’t going to take very long at all to reach her peak. Finally she could stand it no more, and with her free hand she began to toy with her clit, forgetting her reasoning for holding back in the first place.

It took only a few moments from that point for Tlech to arch her back, leaning her head against Ab’s shoulder as she let out a lewd groan, pinching her clit softly as her inner walls began to spasm around her partner’s shaft, gripping and squeezing around him. Her juices sloshed and oozed out of her around his thick cock, running down her thighs and onto his legs as her coordination failed her, her rhythmic rise and fall devolving into a series of frantic, short bounces. That was all her partner needed, though, and a few seconds after her own orgasm she felt his member pulse inside of her, felt his whole body stiffen and tense up against her, and soon there was a hot burst of sticky warmth inside of her. It felt like his jelly-like cum was clumping to her cervix, almost as if initially reluctant to make its way into her womb. The pudgy fighter returned to simply grinding herself against Ab’s lap, a soft coo escaping her lips as her climax wound down… and yet still she felt she needed more. When her partner asked if she were ready to go again she quickly replied "I could use s’more, sure! Been doin’ all tha work fer ye, it’s yer turn fer a change!"

In fact she could feel that she was close to quenching her need, but that only seemed to make doing so more urgent for Tlech. She was more than happy to play along when Ab nudged her off him, ready to assume more or less any position he asked of her. Even standing up it felt like his seed was rooted inside of her, very little dribbling down her legs thanks to the thickness of it, which ensured that she would continue to feel that pleasant warmth inside of her for some time longer… She turned around to look at her dimwitted partner questioningly, asking "where ye want me?" He answered with a gentle pushing, laying her down on her back and taking a hold of her legs. Despite still being hard he wanted her to lick him a bit, squatting down with his cock right in her face, practically dripping with both his and her cum. Without hesitation she leaned up, quickly sucking his balls into her mouth and working them over with her tongue, coaxing them to summon up just one more load for her. She didn’t spend long on that before eagerly moving on to clean his shaft of their combined juices, her tongue lapping all along the length of his thick member. Thankfully Ab didn’t seem willing to make her wait very long, soon pulling back to squat down between her legs and grip them a little tighter, lifting her lower half up off the ground as he positioned himself. "Mmmm, yea" she cooed out at him as her hands moved to grip her breasts, "give it ta’ me… Nice an’ ‘ard too, I’m inna mood fer a romp!"

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Ab gave a short line of lewd grunts as Tlech started lapping at his shaft, what little hardness it had lost was quickly restored as she sucked on his heavy balls and then cleaned him up. It wasn't long before he switched places, moving between her legs and forcing her hips higher, so that he could direct his tip down at her waiting pussy. Already soaked from their last encounter, Tlech would feel Ab slide easily into her, his thick girth parting her tight passage easily, and the male goblin waited only a moment once he was inside of her again to rear back and start his thrusting.

Though he hadn't replied to her demand, Ab very quickly built up to a rapid pace of pounding down into her, his balls slapping against her ass which the impacts of his hips were causing to jiggle, her soft flesh rippling with every strike. Those same impacts would have been causing her breasts to jiggle as well, if Tlech hadn't been holding them, but the sensitive tips of her large breasts rubbing against her palms would surely feel good in its own right. He was hitting her deep too, the tip of his rod plowing against her cervix and mixing up the globs of jellied seed he had left there, and with every push into her pussy sending spikes of pleasure racing up Tlech's spine she was certainly getting exactly what she'd asked for.

As swift as their joining was, it was also guaranteed to be brief, as Tlech would find her final satisfying peak coming quicker than usual, and Ab's cock would quickly begin pulsing as he rapidly worked it in and out of her sopping cunny. All too soon, Ab let out a groan of warning, his thrusts suddenly coming faster and harder as his ember pulsed, and a slight shift in his angle ensured that his ridge was running over her g-spot, pushing Tlech into her peak only a few thrusts before Ab was donating another load of his cream to her womb. This time, however, when she felt Ab stiffen and start pumping his baby batter down into her deepest depths, he never even stopped thrusting, ensuring that his potent jelly-like goo was thoroughly tenderized so that the pulsating motions of her inner walls could draw the sperm-rich substance directly into her womb, where it would almost certainly have taken root had Tlech not already been impregnated by the faerie she had met when summoned by Bobby only a few days earlier.

He kept thrusting for nearly a minute after he had cum, but eventually Ab would slow to a halt, letting Tlech's hips drop slightly, and would let out a contented sigh while resting still deep inside of her. He would pull out slowly a moment later, and would lower her legs gently enough, leaving Tlech quite thoroughly satisfied at long last.

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Tlech let out a groan of pleasure when Ab slid himself inside of her, so ready for him to start moving already… She was sopping wet from all the encounters she’d had in so short a time, and further lubed up by his previous load, so his thick cock spread her inner walls with ease. He didn’t respond to her request except to start thrusting, soon settling into a quite vigorous rhythm as he held her lower body up. Her moaning seemed to get higher pitched with each thrust, her body shuddering and rippling visibly under her fellow goblin’s assault except for her heavy breasts, which she squeezed tighter and tighter. She could feel him banging on her cervix as he pounded her, forcing the plug of his sticky seed that had formed there into her womb, making way for the inevitable second load he would soon deposit there… it was just what she had asked for and everything she had wanted it to be, his thrusting seeming to pound her into the ground.

The chubby goblin could tell that her partner wasn’t going to last all that long, could feel his cock throbbing inside of her only a few minutes in, but that was just fine by her; she too was about to reach a climax, hopefully one strong enough to finally satisfy her for the night. Ab groaned out in pleasure after only a brief time, leaning a bit forward and beginning to hump her in almost a state of frenzy, even faster and harder than he had before. Just that slight change of angle was enough to cause him to stroke one of Tlech’s most sensitive spots, something that almost immediately caused her to throw her head back against the ground and howl out in bliss, her back arching as she came powerfully. Her pussy convulsed around her partner’s length, desperately trying to milk it, and her excess juices began to dribble in streaks down her rippling belly. It was only a few more thrusts before Ab joined her, going stiff as she felt his hot, sticky cum erupt deep inside of her. He kept going with short, quick thrusts that battered against her cervix, allowing him to spurt his seed directly into her womb at the end of each motion, making her shake and quiver as he extended and deepened her pleasure, still heightened by the aphrodisiac cum she had drank earlier.

Tlech was just coming down from her high almost a minute later, when Ab’s thrusting finally waned and he lowered her ever so slightly, sighing happily. She seconded the motion, though she was breathing a bit too heavily to make quite the same noise. She was finally utterly and completely satisfied, almost feeling a little weak in her afterglow, her body covered in a thin sheen of sweat from the exertion, and of course those streaks of glistening juices she had just finished drooling down her front. "’at was nice" she said finally as her partner pulled out and let her legs down to the ground, just laying back and enjoying the aftermath for a while. She would lay there for a few minutes if allowed, just resting for a while before slowly getting up to a sitting position. She wasn’t horny at all thankfully, so she stood and walked over to grab her dress, not bothering to put it on just yet. She needed to talk to Rompra before heading off to her room, but there was a chance she wasn’t quite finished yet.

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Tlech wouldn't be alone in starting to clean up after the impromptu orgy that had sprung up after the card game had ended. Everyone else groggily started getting dressed, no one else having as thorough a coating in sweat or cum as Tlech with the possible exception of Ab, who simply didn't seem to care about getting his loincloth a little dirty and thus simply dressed himself. Everyone would say their various goodbyes, reminding one another of the obligations they'd won, and if Tlech wanted to catch Rompra and work out the other woman's debt to her now was probably the time to do it.

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Tlech had a little bit of time to collect herself and bask in her afterglow, as that seemed to be what everyone else was doing more or less. Only slowly did the group get up and get themselves dressed and ready to go, all except for Ab, who as usual didn’t seem to bother much about getting what little clothing he wore dirty. The little group said their goodbyes in preparation for splitting up, a little bit of playful jabbing about the remaining debts they had to each other mixed in. The chubby goblin herself thought about what to ask of Rompra while she rested and while they parted, pulling the other woman aside when she figured it out. "’ey, I want ye ta ‘elp me on me next three borin’ shifts. Minin’ an’ lookout an’ such. I tink three is fair, an’ I want yer comp’ny as much as yer ‘elp fer it" she said, wanting three things from it; to get done with the most boring tasks quicker, to be less bored during them, and to have some cover in the case that she was summoned during a shift. Once that was all worked out she would head back to her room, dress carefully held out away from her so that she wouldn’t get it dirty; she would have to clean herself with some of the scraps of cloth from her bedding so that she wouldn’t have to have her laundry done earlier than normal.

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"Ehhh? Oh.... Sure, just lemme know when yer shifts are" Rompra replied when Tlech stopped her, consenting without argument. That would leave Tlech free to return to her room, still nude and earning quite a few grins from the other goblins that she passed, none of the men and few of the women missing the opportunity to ogle her curvy figure with undisguised interest. Her trip was quick enough that Tlech wouldn't be bothered by anyone, however, and she would return to her room to find Dorpina waiting for her. The other goblin was asleep, but would awaken if Tlech wished to speak to her about anything. Otherwise, she could clean up the cum and sweat covering herself by wiping up on some of her ragged bedding, and then could do as she liked with the rest of her time. She had another work shift not terribly long from now, and should probably rest, but could do otherwise if she preferred.

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"’Kay, will do" Tlech replied, glad that she didn’t have to fight Rompra over the terms of her bet. Help with three shifts was maybe a little bit high, or at least undesirable, but it hadn’t raised any fuss. That taken care of the chubby goblin would make her way back to her room, carrying her dress out away from her so that it didn’t get dirty. That, of course, led to some stares by a fair few of her fellow goblins as she walked by, intrigued by the sight of her nude form… though no one stepped forward to bother her in any way, or so much as talk to her. She didn’t mind the attention in any case, especially since nothing came of it, and it put a little bit of a spring in her step despite how tired she was. When she finally got back only Dorpina was in the room, and she was already asleep… Tlech didn’t want to wake her up just yet, so she set about picking off some of the rags that made up her bedding and wiped herself off with them, at least until she didn’t feel quite so sticky, and then flopped down face-first on her bedding; her next shift was pretty soon, and she was definitely tired enough to sleep.

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Sleeping face down after cleaning some of the cum off of her, Tlech would awaken a while later to, unsurprisingly, one of her room mates lying next to her, groping her. Irving was rubbing her plump rear, smirking when Tlech awakened, and when confronted promptly announced; "Yer late~ Overseer sent me to get yah!" Her duties that day had been in picking up in the courtyard, one of the most menial but least strenuous bits of physical labor that was expected of the servants of their demon master, but even as easy as it was that would mean she was likely to be punished if Irving was telling the truth.

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Tlech was tired enough that she quickly fell into a deep, pleasant sleep… perhaps too deep and too pleasant. She woke up slowly to feeling of someone groping her rump, gently giving her a rub and a squeeze. Well, it was pretty obvious who it would be really. At least this was a more pleasant way to wake up than the spanking from yesterday. "Nnn, whattaya want, Irving?" she groaned, stretching a bit. When her roommate told her that she was late she quickly got up to her knees and grasped for her dress. "Awww fuck" she grumbled, knowing that it most likely wasn’t just some stupid joke on the skinny goblin’s part; she had a bit of a habit of oversleeping for things, though usually she wasn’t so late that the overseer sent someone looking for her. She hurriedly slipped on her dress and started towards the courtyard, which of all things was probably the most obnoxious to be late for, if only because it was so easy. Now she would probably get punished by the overseer… Not exactly a good way to start her day.

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Irving did nothing but grin, prompting Tlech to jump up, get dressed, and hurry off. Heading through the warren, Tlech quickly emerged out into the open air, where a hazy miasma that was one of the rare instances of weather in Hell had settled over the ancient ruin that was her mistress's fortress. Other demons, stalkers, goblins, and tentacled horrors were mulling about in the courtyard, clearing pieces of rubble while others dug out portions or built up earth and stone where their mistress had ordered new structures be erected. Several demons clad in armor watched over the menial labor, the mistress's overseers, and the one to whom she normally reported called out to her wordlessly as she emerged from the dim tunnels that sat beneath the ruins.

That was a signal for her to approach rather than to simply join the work as was normally expected, and the grinning demon growled at her and cracked a whip if Tlech so much as thought of trying to slink off. Once she was standing before him, the overseer scowled through the bone mask covering his face for a moment before grunting; "Yer late." Though he was no proper demon overlord, the bone and darksteel mail in which he was clad was emblazoned with their lady's sign, which at the very least gave him definite authority over her.

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Irving didn’t say anything as Tlech rushed to get ready, which only made it seem less likely that it was a prank on her part. It didn’t take long for her to get out of the warren, not really passing anyone at this hour, only to find that there was a bit of weather; a sort of hazy fog that hung over everything, almost clinging to the stones of the ruined fortress. She hated this shit, it made everything feel wet and sticky and gross. The courtyard at this time was always kind of an amusing sight, watching the goblins and other lesser creatures of Hell clean up bits of broken stones and other refuse while others dug out foundations or built up the beginnings of buildings or other sorts of structures. It was really something to see one of the tentacle beasts picking up rubbish, or doing any sort of manual labor really.

What Tlech had to concern herself with on this occasion was the full-bloods in armor who supervised the whole affair. There were a number of overseers on site, one of whom she always had to report to, and it did indeed seem that she was late and he had sent for her… When she saw him motion her over to him she quickly walked over, almost at a trot. She knew better than to try and just blend in once he had seen her… He scowled down at her, though she didn’t raise her head to make eye contact, and finally announced that she was late. All she said was "yessir" quietly; she had found that it was best not to offer excuses, at least with this one. She wondered if he was going to really punish her or just give her a lecture, though generally the overseers never missed a chance to punish… it was just a matter of degree now. It was sort of infuriating really, because she wasn’t particularly scared of this individual full-blood, and in fact she believed she could probably take him in a fight… but there would be consequences far beyond anything she had ever had before even if she were to win, so his authority was more or less unquestionable.

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The overseer's lips quivered and then spread into a malicious grin at Tlech's ready acceptance of his authority, her meek attitude generally a fairly effective method of earning a lesser punishment than what she might have. The few times that she'd seen a goblin mouth off, it hadn't been pretty, and she'd had to clean up what was left once when a particularly brash younger male had actually attacked an overseer. They were hardly the strongest demons in Hell, but they were still demons, and had tricks and magic and at least a few years of survival under their belts.

"Turn around. Lift yer dress," he grunted, "you'll be punished before you get to work.... Maybe next time you'll think twice before sleeping in~" Should Tlech obey, she would hear him unfurl the lighter whip at his belt, something that was still unpleasant but undoubtedly better than if he'd opted to use the heavier barbed implement that hung beside it. He cracked the whip once, drawing the attention of those nearest them, and then snapped it against Tlech's backside once, twice, and then a third time, drawing angry red lines across her skin and inspiring sharp pains on her ass that would likely last most of the day. Each blow also let him take a portion of her soul, albeit only a surface slice of raw energy that wouldn't be too difficult to get back later.

"Get to work!" he barked loudly, "lazy, fat goblin! Get to work! Next time you're late, it'll be twenty lashes!" And then, Tlech was free to scurry to her daily chores, her punishment given. It was a bit worse than what she might usually expect for such an infraction, but there had been plenty of worse punishments given for it as well, so while she might not have gotten off easy at least she'd gotten away with only three whip marks that weren't even bleeding.

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Tlech heard the overseer’s command and inwardly cursed; she had a pretty damn good idea what he meant to do to her, and it was a bit more harsh than she would have liked. It was still well within the range of expectations though, and she wordlessly but quickly complied, spinning around and hiking her dress up to the midpoint of her back. As the demon pulled out his second whip, the lighter one, she knew at least that things could have been very much worse. When he cracked it to get the attention of the others to make an example of her she flinched ever so slightly, bracing herself for what was to come. It was quick enough, the first lash landing right across her plump rear, making her wince in pain as her flesh rippled. The second strike hit the other cheek, drawing another wince and a quiet groan. With each crack of the whip she could feel the overseer draining a tiny, trivial amount of her soul, something a fair few of the demons she had had the misfortune of being punished by could do… The third lash struck across one of the previous ones, causing her to let out a slightly louder grunt of pain, though in all she took the whipping fairly stoically.

Thankfully the overseer was content with just the three, putting away his whip and demanding that the chubby goblin get on with her work, demeaning and threatening her in the process. Already angry red welts rose up on her ass, and for a brief moment she considered discarding her dress for the work. With a sigh though she let the dress fall down to its natural position, wincing a little as the rough fabric rubbed against her lashings, and then quickly going about her business with a little bit more gusto than usual, trying to look extra industrious. It couldn’t hurt. Of course, the prospect of twenty lashes was a pretty grim one; she had seen goblins reduced to quivering, bleeding lumps by more intense floggings, and while the odd punishment here and there wasn’t so bad it was critically important to avoid drawing the true ire of the overseer. She was mostly silent for the duration of her shift unless someone made a point of speaking with her, dealing with the pain in her rear throughout. Not a very good day for sure, and she was in a pretty foul mood only made worse by the fact that she hadn’t eaten yet since waking up…

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As was often the case, most of the other workers spoke little beyond the barest necessities while performing the menial tasks that their lady's overseers put them to. Her shift was long, arduous, exhausting, and boring, all of those made worse by her hunger and the dull, throbbing pain that lingered from the lashes against her backside. She didn't get any sympathy, but that was generally to be expected, and would at least get through her shift without anyone really bothering her further. Once it was over, Tlech was free to go and do as she liked.

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It was a long, annoying shift, made even moreso by the dull pain in Tlech’s rump that flared whenever the rough fabric of her dress rubbed over the welts her overseer had put on her. It was almost entirely in silence as usual, which was most assuredly a good thing for her at the moment. She actually stayed just a tiny bit longer than she would normally have had to to finish out her shift, trying to project the image of a clearly reformed goblin (which was, of course, nonsense) before leaving and quickly heading off to the dining hall. Her stomach was rumbling loud enough that others could hear; she had been getting progressively hungrier and grumpier as her shift had dragged on, and she needed some food to get her day on track.

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Heading to the dining hall for the lesser demons, located in a lower corner of the ruin that was their fortress, Tlech found it half-full as usual, a handful of goblins centered around the cook's area and a stalker in the corner. Gronn was there, who was idly chewing on some chopped worm bits and waved tiredly at Tlech upon spotting her entering, as was Tyduk, who grinned at the sight of her and copied the gesture. Whether she wanted to bother with either of them or try and get her special sauce from the cook was up to her, but after her shift Tlech would have the rest of the day mostly free, though another section of work was coming in only a couple hours down in the depths, where she'd gotten Tyduk and Ab to help her a few days prior after her first summoning. Rompra would be free to help her with that one, but if Tlech wanted to get her assistance she'd have to go and hunt the other woman down and ask for it.

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Tlech made her way to the dining hall at a brisk pace, her stomach grumbling loudly all the way. She gave off a rather annoyed appearance, fuming just as much by this point about the lack of food she’d had as the whipping she’d received. When she got to the dining hall she found that it had much of the usual crowd, maybe about half full. Gronn and Tyduk were there and both greeted her with waves, the former seeming pretty tired, the latter seeming… well, quite happy to see her. She waved back, though her face maintained that same unhappy, grumpy frown as she made her way quickly to the cook, moving to swing herself up onto one of the barstools and kneel on it. "I need me sum worms" she grumbled, "don’t care ‘ow ya make ‘em. Jus’ gotta get sommat in me belly. ‘ad a bad day so far." She would explain without much detail if prompted, just waiting to munch quietly on the meal she would receive. She had another shift incoming, one sweeping the halls, and she was pretty sure Rompra was open to start paying off her debt. Given the chance she would definitely go hunting for her, knowing she would want some help on the long, boring shift.

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"Gotcha," the cook said, and despite her statement made Tlech her favorite - mashed worms - as quickly as he could anyway and slid the plate to her. While many in Hell might have been needlesly cruel at such a point and tried to take advantage of her frustrations in some way, the goblins, at least in her warren, were content to let her be. The lowest on the hierarchy, they had enough troubles to deal with without nipping at each other when they were weak like the greater demons usually did. The meal lacked her favored topping, but it was filling enough to satiate her hunger, and after her announcement Tyduk opted to leave her be, allowing Tlech to go off and track down Rompra immediately if she so desired.

Assuming she made no delays, Tlech would find the other goblin in the warren, asleep in her den but easily roused. "Ehhh? Wuh? What is it? Does Ab want a go at both'v us or someat?" she asked drowsily, frowning, but once she found the male who the two of them owed regular oral pleasure nowhere in sight she simply shifted her heavy gaze to Tlech and awaited an explanation.