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Rhazien the orc: Part Two (rough draft)
🕑 Added 2021-11-20 21:01:01 +0000 UTCThe growl of thunder woke you from an already tentative sleep. The rain had been threatening all day, and now, it was pattering away. You waited for a flash of lightning, and you would count down the seconds until thunder came snarling behind it. Once you knew how far away the storm was, you began plotting what to do come morning. You and your people had been moving further into the mountains since the arrival of Demir was announced. You figured that hiding near Grattertock would protect you, as you and your people refused to bow to this centaur warlord.
Stepping out of your tent, you saw that the early morning was hidden behind layers of gray. The rain was falling, picking up speed with each second. That’s when you saw him emerge from his own tent, bending over to rise and stand in the dirt before you. Your stomach clenched and you stared hard at him through the rain.
Rhazien and his clan had joined along with yours. It was a cautious truce the two of you held, but it was one made out of concern. Your people were not used to the rugged mountain terrain, and Rhazien’s clan had split over the decision to run from Demir. With their numbers dwindled, they had no choice but to accept help from you and the other elves in keeping their freedom.
His eyes narrowed upon you, and even through the rain the sharp glint of them reached you. He knew what you looked like naked, and you saw him drinking in that memory like fine wine everytime he gazed at you. Part of you liked the thrill it brought up inside you. Your battle had all been part of this union, but it hadn’t happened again since going into the mountains. Your heart throbbed at the sight of him, your mouth went dry, and you looked him up and down to assure him you weren’t bothered.
“If it storms today, we won’t be able to move,” Rhazien stated. “We will have to camp here again, unless you wish to take on these dangerous pathways wet.”
Something sounded salacious about the way he said that. You breathed out slowly while the rain dribbled down your skin. “Your point?”
A smirk grew on Rhazien’s lips and he crossed the muddy path between your tents. He stood before you, towering over you. You hated that, but you knew how hard he could fall. It was that thought that made you smile in return.
“Either decision is undesirable. We either have to wait here for a day, lose time, and risk being found. Or, we risk the horrible conditions a storm can bring to a mountain pass. Your call, princess.”
You looked him from toe to the tip of his ears again. “Since when is it my decision? You and your clan have never taken a liking to it before.”
Rhazien chuckled and bowed his head down closer towards you. “It’s fun to see you squirm.”
A grimace replaced your smile. “I know where you’re softest, Rhazien,” you spoke through gnashed teeth. “Don’t get me started.”
“I know how to do that too,” he laughed. “Not to worry. I plan on keeping my promise to you, princess.” He touched your braid and flipped it back over your shoulder. His eyes lingered there where your tunic fell off your shoulder. It was there that you had a scar from your previous encounter. His hand smoothed down along the skin and his thumb rubbed against the scar. You watched his palm closely, glaring at it while also knowing the strength of his grip, the roughness of his palms, and how that made your skin tingle with the excitement of combat and heat.
You grabbed hold of his wrist and removed his hand from your body. “You’re not a young man, Rhazien,” you taunted. “Don’t be thinking like one with your brain in your cock.” You threw his hand aside and he began to laugh.
“You know how well I think with it first hand, princess.” He licked the side of his tusk as he looked at you.
You rolled your eyes. “Ancient history. So what’s it going to be? Do we risk moving? Or do we risk staying another night?”
Rhazien’s brows pinched. “Oh no, I’m leaving this decision to you.”
“I don’t trust that.”
Rhazien leaned his head back and cracked his neck to the left, then cracked it again to the right. “No, of course you don’t. That would be too easy.” He sighed, crossing his arms against his big chest. “What don’t you trust?”
“Whatever decision I make, you’ll use it against me. Your clan will continue to taunt mine, and you will take far too much pleasure in that. We may have an alliance, Rhazien, but you sure aren’t trying to act like a leader.”
His glare burrowed into you as if he was trying to set you on fire. You give it right back, not afraid of his anger, nor of how he could act.
“You think you can take your father’s place?” You hiss at him. “One thing's for certain, much like your father, you fall just as hard as he did when my father-”
Rhazzien grabbed you around the mouth. His palm squeezed down tightly and you grabbed hold of his wrist to fight back. “I think we both know that you shouldn’t finish that sentence, princess. This journey has been long and hard on all of us. Of course we’re unhappy and uncomfortable. But what have you done to assure my clan that you won’t turn your back on us once you get what you want?”
You opened your mouth, biting the flesh between his thumb hard. He didn’t flinch, he didn’t even give you the satisfaction of a reaction. He pushed you backwards into your tent, making you stumble and fall upon your mat. You laughed, looking up towards him as he followed you inside. “I would think you’d like my back turned towards you too much.”
Rhazien snarled, thrusting his hand around your neck. You forced back your reaction, tightening your neck as you let him hold you like that. You stared into his eyes and you licked the corner of your mouth.
“Make a decision,” Rhazien growled into your ear. “Stay, or go?”
There was a heat building between you. It tickled up through your loins to join the roaring boil in your belly. Your nipples were hard, perfect pebbles beneath the tunic. Rhazien’s loincloth did nothing to hide his growing bulge. You broke into a smile, chuckling as his grip around your throat didn’t budge.
“Let go of me,” you breathed. “Get your filthy hands off me.”
Rhazien’s other hand went up your leg. “I think you like it too much. You like my hands on your, don’t you princess?” He pressed his lips against your ear and bit down upon the pointed tip.
You strained to hold back your moan. That sharp twinge of pain only stoked the fire inside you. “Who would like such a thing? Those grubby hands aren’t fit to touch even the rocks around here.”
Rhazien’s low chuckle held a dangerous edge. His tusk brushed against your cheek and his lips dragged down your jaw. “A stone cold bitch like you would know that.” His hand slipped further up to your thigh. He gripped tight around it and pulled your leg to spread. “Admit it, you love this.”
You scoffed, smacking his hand on your thigh. “Make me.”
He pushed you down so you laid upon the floor. His palm pushed against your throat while his hand continued going up. “Fine. I will.” He pushed his way between your thighs and his smile grew even more wicked. “You’re fucking drenched already.”
It was becoming more difficult to hide your arousal. His hand upon your throat was dangerous yet you couldn't help but enjoy it. “Don’t act so smug.”
Below, Rhazien’s fingers were playing in your growing wetness. He squeezed and toyed with your mound, pushing it together then opening it up wide. He laughed haughtily as he watched your expression. Your face was becoming redder, your lips wet with drool. You knew your eyes would give it all away, but you were fighting for that one last shred of dignity.
“I can’t believe you,” he taunted. “Not even going to fight me?” His fingers teased around your slit, applying pressure as he threatened to shove them inside. “You’re such a pathetic princess. Look at you. It’s disgusting.”
“You’re the disgusting one,” you nearly moaned. “Do you treat all women like this?” You thrust your hips at his fingers, daring him to take it further. “I can see your cock, Rhazien. You enjoy getting off on this.”
Rhazien sneered. “I bet you can see it. Unlike the men you surround yourself with, I don’t have a button.”
You bite your lip. “I’ve taken your button before, I wouldn’t brag too much.”
Rhazien took his fingers away and you quickly tried to hide your disappointment. He moved his hand around your throat towards the back and he lifted you off the ground so you could look at each other face to face. “Don’t lie to me,” he snarled.
You went under the loincloth and gripped the base of his cock. He was still soft and had room to grow. You stroke him slowly, dragging your nails along the skin as a threat. “I’m not lying. I don’t like men who brag about their dicks.”
His lip curled and he growled threateningly at you.
“I much prefer men who know how to use it.”
A smirk grew on Rhazien’s lips. “I know how many men you’ve experienced, princess. You can’t say that and think it’s cute.”
Your fingers slipped down further and you clutched his sack in your hand. “No. This is cute. So soft and warm, like a little kitten.”
Rhazien frowned then clobbered you with a kiss. His tusks hit against your flesh, his teeth bite, his tongue forced its way inside. You fight back, grabbing hold of his face with both hands, pulling at his sideburns and clawing at his skin. You fall back into the ground, his weight on top of you as he pressed between your legs.
“And what are you doing?” You laughed. You pushed against his shoulders. “Trying to get into place are you?”
Rhazien smirked, grabbing your hands and forcing them above your head. “Are you still trying to act?” He bit your neck and you let out that moan that you’ve repressed. “Fuck me and I bet you’ll feel better.”
You struggled, breaking free of his grip. You then rolled him over onto his back and sat on his stomach. You knew that was too easy, he was playing with you. You huffed and pushed your hair out of your face. “You’d like that too much.” You pulled your tunic off, sitting completely naked upon him. You then slapped his face as he began to stare harder. “Pig.”
Rhazien hands rose then slapped down upon your ass. You yelped in surprise more than pain and you slapped him again, causing him to spank you again.
“I can feel how hot and wet you are on my belly,” Rhazien laughed. He spanked you again, then sunk his fingers into your rear. “Wouldn’t it feel much better around my cock.”
You slapped him again then smoothed your palm along his face and rubbed up his tusk. “You’re a beast.” You slapped him once more before leaning down and kissing him. He swatted your ass, making you cry out against his mouth. You bit his cheek then sat up again. Both of you are breathing hard, his chest rises and falls, making your body sway above him.
“Then you have another choice there, princess. If I am a beast, then all I do is hunt and fuck. I can do either to you.”
You licked your lips, enjoying how that sounded. You dragged your nails down his chest, tweaking his nippple and watching him tense at the touch. “I’ve been watching you hunt me all this time. You’re fucking awful at it.” You flick his nipple then scoot back down his chest towards his stomach. “You’re not subtle.” You lean down, kissing his chest and belly as you slip down further. “Everyone one knows you want me.” You feel his cock against your ass and you stop there. “Your clan can tell. That’s why they don’t like me. Because they know, whenever I want, I can have you wrapped around my little finger and command you like the dog you are.” You rubbed his cock up and down. He was fully erect now, pulsing with blood and fury. It throbbed against you skin, threatening and powerful. Once inside you, he really would become a beast.
“A bitch would know a dog,” Rhazien laughed.
You lifted yourself off of him and stood above him. He didn’t move an inch, he was going to watch and taunt you. Rhazien slipped his hand around your thigh, but you smacked it away. You then sat upon his face, one surefire way to silence him. You rubbed yourself against his nose, his lips, his tucks. You gripped onto his long hair, pulling it as you ground him into the floor. He reached up, grabbing your hips in his strong hands. You expected him to throw you aside, instead he thrust you down more. He nipped and bit, followed by his tongue pushing inside you. It was hot, wet, and somehow, even though you were on him, he had taken control.
Rhazien did throw you off. He pushed you onto your stomach and placed his hand upon the back of your neck. “Is that all you’ve got for me?”
You wriggled, lifting your hips up into the air. “You haven't put up much of a fight so far, so i thought I was playing fair.” Rhazien’s hand clapped against your ass again and you cried out. Thunder boomed over head and the rain came down harder than before.
“You wasted time.” Rhazien slapped your ass again, this time rubbing his palm around it to soothe. “Now we’re in the middle of the storm.” He spanked you again, continuing to pet afterwards. His fingers then slapped against your mound, splashing in how wet you’ve become. His sharp intake of breath made you quiver. He wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
“You started it.”
Rhazien laughed. “Really? Are we acting childish now?” He pulled your hair to lift your head and he placed your cheek upon his cock. It was warm, and to your surprise it smelled clean. Had he washed? Was he planning on this? You dragged your tongue along the side, flicking your eyes up to look at him. You saw his smile so you continued kissing until your lips touched his glans. He pressed against your lips. “Don’t you dare fucking bite me.”
You lapped your tongue around the tip, kissing and suckling. You found yourself enthralled by the heavy weight of him upon your tongue. He trembled slightly as he pressed into your cheek. You teased as if to bite, but he pulled your hair and growled. You sucked, raising your hand to stroke what didn’t fit in your mouth.
“Finally,” he whispered. “You’re doing what you're good for.”
You pulled him from your mouth and glared up at him. “Excuse me?”
He laughed and picked you up to kiss you. “Just admit it, you want me.” His cock rubbed against your belly.
“Not until you say it first.”
Rhazien pulled you into his lap, hovering you just over the tip of his cock. His palms press against your hips, your fingers tangled into his hair. The deep snarl that grew in his chest erupted as you took him inside. You butted your head against his chest, moaning as his shaft stretched you deliciously.
“Fuck-” You growled.
Rhazien breathed, holding you there for a moment as both of you savored that long awaited connection. He gulped and rested his face against your hair. You had longed for this, both of you had, but neither of you would admit to that. You started moving, rising up and slowly falling back upon him. You used his shoulders for leverage while his strong hands held your hips.
“Just be a man,” you grunted. “And fuck me.”
Rhazien chuckled. “Shut the hell up, I’m enjoying myself for once. I’m trying to pretend this luscious cunt belongs to someone else.”
“No you’re not.” You grind him inside, squeezing tight around him. “If that were the case you’d be looking at my back right now.”
Rhazien’s fingers dig into your hips. “Then what’s your excuse?”
“I like seeing your face when I defeat you,” you pant. “Your cock is shuddering so much inside me, I know you’ll come any second now. Pathetic.”
“If I recall, princess, last time we battled my stamina outlasted yours.” He rolled his hips, moving up inside you. “I can see in your eyes you want to come even more than me,” he snarled. “Your sweet pussy is just begging for me.”
As his movements began to meet yours, the heat grew. The more he moved, the better it felt. You thrust your hips, meeting his bouncing lap so that his cock went deeper, deeper and hit against that pleasurable spot inside. “Do you ever shut up?” You panted. “I don’t need your mouth to work. Just your cock. That’s the only thing good about you.”
His thrusts became more targeted. He wrapped an arm around your waist to lock you into place. His other hand grabbed around your throat and you loved it. “Next time you want it, just ask. No need to beat around the bush.”
“You started it,” you laughed.
Rhazien had you on the floor again. Your legs locked around his waist while he drove inside you. It was rough and hard, just like the rest of him. You clawed down his back and bit into his arm, but it only made his hips work harder. He snarled and cursed into your ear. The edge was building, building, building. Thunder boomed and there was a crackle and crash from outside the tent. You screamed, Rhazien roared. Both of you let go. It stole your breath away and ravaged your body so that you curled and tightened all around Rhazien. He breathed hard, slobbering against your skin. He pulled out slowly, watching as his seed flowed from inside.
You knew this was bad, but you didn’t care.
