Thread: The Dragon Queen(Lady Red and The Kingpin)

Onyxia reveled in his climax, letting her body lazily slump over the bed after he was finished. If this doesn't make me pregnant, nothing will... She turned on her side and lifted her ass from the bed, crawling off and stretching her arms upward, beads of sweat decorating her forehead. I will give word to go through with her abduction. Perhaps you can enjoy the Timeless One's woman before sending him to his death? A small black drake flew in, like a mosquito, trying not to disturb either of these powerful dragons. It was no larger than the palm of Onyxia's hand. She brought the dragon close to her lips and whispered. With haste, little one. Your role is now integral in the revival of a king... She looked at her clothing on the ground but felt quite comfortable with her beasts exposed and her skin uncovered. The dragon turned and with impressive speed zipped right out of their sight. And so it begins... Onyxia said with a smile, This will work. If we are smart and play our roles well, this will work. She picked up her clothing after all, and covered away her beautiful secrets. Nefarian had no claim to her any longer, of course she wouldn't tell him. A pawn like him needed to hear his name as importance to happily do what he was asked. She'd have him deliver the final blow, so if Nozdormu did find rage, it would be mostly directed at Nefarian. Onyxia walked towards her book and opened it, her pussy still quite full of Nefarian's hot elixir. She flipped through several pages, almost looking like the a mage of Kirin Tor, the scum of Dalaran in it's worst manifestation. Her horns hadn't reverted yet, neither had her tail. Among kin, maybe she was more comfortable. Elsewhere and some time later. A man with black hair and dark brown eyes watched carefully, six others with him. She was there, gathering components for her incompetent mate. Another man was with her, looked like an elf, golden locks of pure arrogance pouring from his soon to be crushed skull. The small black drake rushed, almost leaving a thin black trail as it zipped past many miles of distance to get to his ultimate location. The man and his lot, having followed Soridormi surreptitiously for several days now, listened to Onyxia's orders. A smile crept onto his lips, Well done, child. Let us go. Three black dragons burst through the skies, releasing powerful shadowflames which incinerated much of the lush green lands where Soridormi was gathering her herbs and components. She immediately turned, dropping her belongings as the elf with her revealed his draconic form, taking the shape of a well-sized bronze dragon. My lady, return to the Master of Time! I will hold these scoundrels at bay! He dodged the flames and flew high, charging one of the black dragons, as the other two quickly assaulted him with bites and flames. Soridormi was reluctant to leave him behind, Wait! They'll murder you! She said as the bronze dragon took flight. She then turned quickly and began to run. She stopped and in the nick of time pulled her head back, an arrow whistling by her face. As two men, including the first watcher and apparently Onyxia's Agent approached her. Come quietly, whore. We don't want to have to damage your perfect bronze tits... Said one of the men, laughing as another arrow was fired, Soridormi dodging it and charging at the men. She had nowhere to run, she had to fight. The tail... and then blood... a hind leg... and then blood, and finally the bronze dragon fell from the sky, three black dragon's making sure he was down for good. Then they turned their attention at the bronze whore fighting the men in elven form. Managing to at least slow a man down, Sori retreated briefly before yet another arrow whistled by her, this one tearing through the soft white flesh of her arm. She gathered what mana she had left and pushed her palm into the ground, creating a blinding light. During this time, the men were unable to see her much. The archer shot recklessly into the light, not caring if he hurt a comrade. When the light died out, Soridormi could be seen in dragon form, quite a distance away from them, trying to escape. Well... Lady Onyxia was right to select us. Said the agent, transforming into his draconic form. Chasing live prey makes me feel complete! He yelled, taking off powerfully along with the others. Don't let her get too high up. We are dead if the Timeless One gets involved... He ordered, he and another charging forward, taking pride in their speed. While one of them fired a shadowflare at Sori, the agent charged her, catching her leg in his maw as the flames hit. Sori was hit hard, and went down even harder, caught in unison by the remaining dragons. The agent put his weight on Sori's head, threatening to crush her. Submit. He said calmly, applying pressure and Soridormi starting to cry out in pain. He frowned as the cries may reach Nozdormu and kicked her head hard, taking her out of her consciousness. She reverted to her elven form and the other dragons did so as well, save for the agent. I fly for Blackrock. You did well... men. He slipped his tongue over Soridormi, and slid her into his mouth, keeping her legs and arms caught within, without biting down, and took off. Onyxia had just started a war.