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

Jukha's mouth continued to hang open, but he made no sound as he watched the witch begin to sway by the fire. He was completely spellbound as were all his men, who had frozen in their tasks to watch Lminzil's show. If she knew she had an audience it didn't seem to bother her and Jukha had a surge of pride as the witch seemed to dance only for him. The orc's long simmering lust began to boil over and he felt his loins flood with heat. The delights she'd hid under those furs were well worth the wait. Her skin was as dark as the starlit night above, yet seemed to shine as the firelight rippled across her. Modest curves around her breasts and hips, at least relative to Jukha's orcish tastes, matched her lean frame well. Those curves were certainly still full enough to make his hardening cock twitch in anticipation. Every swing of her hips brought her closer and Jukha found himself frozen in place. If this was some witch magic she worked on him to keep him still and silent, he was an all too willing victim. Only when she threw herself down and placed her chest into his lap did Jukha find his voice and regain command over his paralyzed body. She was his now, Jukha believed, and whatever spell her dancing had wrought had ended. Lminzil had made him feel like the King Orc himself. The dance had been an erotic offering that would be worthy of even the Dark Lord. How envious must his men feel right now? They dared not even joke, but watched in voyeuristic silence. Jukha's couldn't fight the smug smile that had crept onto his face. His meaty hands reached down to squeeze Lminzil's round ass, cupping the twin globes of her firm cheeks. Claws lightly scratched her shimmering dark skin as he dragged his fingers up her body, starting on her rear and moving up her sleek back until they reached her neck. This flesh would be his. One hand gripped her by the nape of her neck as the other reached to cup the side of her head. Twisting her face to look up at him, her torso was forced sideways and he could feel her flank rubbing against the long, hard cock that had escaped his loincloth and now ran down his inner thigh. You know how to tease an orc, witch. I give you that, grunted Jukha as he let his eyes travel down Lminzil's naked, half-twisted body. He liked the feeling of easily bending her to his will, she was so weak and delicate compared to the Orcesses he usually fucked. Those women could rip his arm off if he wasn't careful. Perhaps he could get used to fucking humans, especially ones as sexy as this one. Now... let's see if you know how to please an orc as well. Jukha's hands pushed Lminzil up to kneeling and then pulled her roughly forward to kiss him. His tusked mouth closed on hers and his powerful tongue invaded her, questing past her lips to explore her mouth. It was a savage, wet, and powerful kiss, one that released all of his pent up desire and frustration. Her scent and taste flooded his senses. He found her flavor as exotic as her skin and maddeningly intoxicating. She was like a strange, forbidden fruit and he was gorging himself unabashedly. He had wanted her all day, all night, and now, in full view of his jealous men, he was finally getting to have her. The kiss was a statement of his intent, he would take her right now, roughly and in any way he desired. Jukha knew his tusks were a physical reminder to Lminzil that he was still a deadly beast. Those white blades, inches long and sharp, grazed her cheeks threateningly as they kissed, though he was careful to leave not a mark. A hand tangled in Lminzil's short hair to tug her head back and force her chin up before his long tongue licked down to tease her slender neck. The menacing tusks brushed against the tender skin of her throat, pushing against one pulsing artery full of her lifeblood. A nick there and she would be dead. Did she sense the danger, or was she too consumed with lust to care? Maybe the thrill of death even aroused her? He'd seen that reaction before in the captive humans he'd enjoyed. Slap . The open handed blow to her cheek came with no warning. It wasn't playful like Lminzil's slap had been earlier, but also not hard enough to truly hurt. That was for earlier today. Do not embarrass me in front of my troops, growled Jukha. His hands gripped her ass and he pulled her onto his lap, straddling him, before he reached down to untie his loincloth and pull his fully hard cock up between them. That thick tube of meat would seem massive to a human and it throbbed with need as it pushed against her bare belly. The tip glistened in the darkness as a pearly drop of pre-cum caught flickers of firelight. Have you ever tasted orc cock before, my witch?