Isekai Rohan

"Y-you you really don't require any payment for your services?"

"Yes, as I've stated, I only require food and stay. In fact, here take this. Please give me your best ale." Arthur plopped a single coin over. The village elder happy to serve agreed.

"This way, sir knight."

Led to one of their spare houses, Arthur quickly entered and got comfortable. Taking his armour and gears off, chucking his boots off his feet before climbing into the wooden bed. Resting his sore body and weary soul.

Ever since the war had started in earnest. Most of the men were conscripted, the knights and guards gone. Leaving only the measly amounts of militiamen to defend their homes. The local wildlife was now mostly left unchecked. Only the small amount of adventurers who weren't contracted as mercenaries were left behind to fend them off.

This was another village that was struggling to get by. Their farmhands gone, their husbands gone. Monsters and beasts alike roaming the woods nearby. They were grateful and eager to have Arthur here, and to also possibly entice him to stay as long as possible.

Most of the women, the wives of this village weren't expecting their husbands to return. They were conscripted as levies, with hardly any armour to protect themselves with, the chances of survival were ridiculously slim. Some, already considered themselves to be widows.

With this, there were plenty of women here all volunteering to serve the strong knight who could protect them. The man was strong, handsome and seemingly rich.

Before the entire community of horny females could charge in and create an orgy, the village elder suggested sending in a single woman for now. To test the waters, and to find out whether he was open to 3 or 4somes. Thus, by great draw of the luck. Charlotte a slim brunette was chosen.

She entered the little wooden house with food and ale. Arthur immediately created conversation, to ease the nervous woman. After listening to a few tales and adventures, she began to imagine the glorious battles and lands Arthur has been and seen. Only after the alcohol had kicked in for the two of them did they begin to strip and embrace.

She tried to pleasure him with her breasts, but hers weren't big enough to cover his cock. She quickly gave up, moving on to fellatio. Taking him in as much as she could before slurping and sliding her tongue all across his shaft. With his cock now covered in great amounts of saliva. She used both hands to grip and stroke his cock in opposite directions. Stroking and spinning her hand above the head, allowing her multiple fingers to stride upon his shaft to head section. 

Sending shivers after shivers into the man. It was long before he shot his cum on her face. Covering mostly around her mouth and nose. She licked it all up before grabbing a towel to wipe of any that she missed. 

Charlotte knew that the other village girls were most likely peeking or eavesdropping on them two so she dragged Arthur over to the door. Placing her two hands upon it. She stuck her butt out towards the man and wiggled it cutely. Enticing him, edging him.

Arthur wasn't one to decline a meal so he entered her honey pot. She didn't bother trying to hold back her moans and whimpers. Allowing all her would-be spectators to hear it all, as Arthur continued to fuck her. Holding her hips for stability, pushing her forward and pulling her back, slamming her ass into his groins.

He leaned forward as he continued to grind into her pussy. Placing a few kisses on her neck before placing love bites on her. She was so wet that her juices had been dripping and trailing down her legs. Creating a little puddle on the wooden floor. It wasn't long until Arthur's cum joined the mixture. As he fired his sperm inside her, she continued to beat her ass into his groins. His legs shivered greatly, as his balls contracted. The sperm would spill from her pussy as his cock continued to plunge and pull out of her. Seemingly scraping out the essence.

...

The two continued to fuck like rabbits until dawn. This time round, Arthur decided to stick around and protect the village for a while. He was a lost soul, and it seemed this village had a lot of people who were lining up to comfort him.

...

In a year's time. The next generation of children in this village somehow all had golden hair. Luckily for them, they were gifted with greater intelligence and skill than the other non-golden haired babies. When they grew up, the kingdom would experience a sudden boom in skilled adventurers who would all send money back home to their families. 

Thus, in the far future, this village experienced great prosperity and peace.