Thread: Dagor Dagorath - 1x1 Lôminzil / Jukha [LeaT x Prince]

She may have hid her fear and anxiety well but as she felt Jukha's strong clawed hands squeeze her ass her heart raced. It was one thing to plan such a thing in the safety of her library but something much more to be doing it in the flesh. Not that she had not had her share of experience with strong and lusty males, in fact she very much enjoyed the erotic arts. She had bedded some of the finest and strongest warriors in Umbar, but none of it was quite like the beast she had so thoroughly offered herself to this night. She arched her back as his claws lightly scratched their way from her bottom, up her spine to take her head and neck like a pet. She smiled up at him as he forced her to look at him, trying not to look too surprised as she felt the shear thickness of him. This was going to hurt, she told herself, but she was no stranger to pain and found herself oddly attracted to it. I must say I have no idea what you are talking about. She said with mock innocence as Jukha discussed her teasing him. She ran a hand up his strong chest, his skin more like a hide than that of a human. Still his muscles promised a night of passion she would not soon forget. She worried for a moment that he was going to make her suck his thick orc cock, not that she wasn't going to do that at some point, but that wasn't her plan just yet. She relaxed as he pulled her up onto his lap and kissed her deeply. She eagerly parted her lips and let her tongue entwine with his. Part of her exotic flavor was the licorice taste of the poison she had swished into her mouth just before beginning her dance. It was enough to easily kill the two of them, except that she had already drank the antidote while figuring their location. Jukha had less than an hour to live, perhaps a bit more because of his size, unless Lminzil decided to give him the antidote, which was unlikely. Lminzil used one hand to grip one of his sharp tusks as if she might hope to keep him from tearing her open. It was more for show than a thought that she might actually be able to defend herself. Her other hand reached downward and stroked the thick shaft emerging from his lioncloth to run along his powerful thigh. She made clear she wasn't at all afraid of him, that she was as eager for what was about to happen as he was. It would take a while for the poison to begin to take affect. He would have nearly a half an hour to do as he pleased with her. But eventually he would begin to tire and then she would have him right where she wanted him. They had kissed more than enough for him to seal his own fate by the time he pulled her head back roughly. She thought he might rip her throat out for a moment, savoring the irony of such a death though she would at least have her revenge soon. But he didn't slay her, instead simply showing his strength and dominance. She liked that, being put in her place, but she knew it wouldn't last. She moaned as he kissed and licked and threatened her soft throat. She reacted to such acts of dominance with an arousal of her own and she squeezed his thick cock head with her small soft hand. She felt the thick precum oozing from his tip and rubbed it around his head and shaft. Between them she would at least be well lubricated when he thrust himself inside her. She was completely surprised by his sudden slap. She saw more stars than what were in the night sky for a few moments. She shook her dazed head, knowing she would be bruised tomorrow and that fit her purposes as well. I promise, to never embarrass you before your orcs again. She said, knowing her words were true, though perhaps not in the way he had hoped. She found herself back on his lap, her naked sex defenseless and bare so close to his throbbing member. As he untied his loincloth she thought perhaps he was going to take her right then and there. But then he asked his question, and Lminzil smiled at him. May I now? She asked as if he had just offered her a treasure beyond imagination. She slipped down from his lap and back on her knees before him. She took the position of submission that all orcs, and most men loved. Her small soft hands stroked and caressed his length for a moment as she licked her lips. She looked up and around for a moment, as if she were noticing for the first time the intense stares of the orc party watching her. She gave Jukha one last look before nodding her head and stretching her warm wet lips around the head of his massive cock.