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Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

Drog could only smile as she tried to act brave in front of him. That twig in her hand didn't frighten him at all. In fact, it made him chuckle as he saw how ridiculous it made her look, holding up such a small stick towards a fully armored Orc. Oh? Do not think that I am so foolish that I would believe the Horde can take this battle. I know that it's impossible for us to turn the tides, so my goal isn't to take this pathetic mine from you, Night Elf. In fact, you would be dead by now had I truly wanted to claim this place, The Orc stated, lowering his hand from his weapon as he moved forwards just slightly, grinning with a confident look on his face. I'm far from losing, puny Night Elf, as I've already won. My prize is standing before me... His words were low as he suddenly swung his hand out, smacking the useless twig out of her hand as he used his other hand to force her shoulder to the wall behind her. Had you been more aware or had requested one to stay behind with you, perhaps your fate could have turned out differently? Drog grumbled, laughing at her predicament. I have never truly set my eyes upon a Night Elf woman before, so I will take that chance now. You truly intrigue me, she-elf, as I've always thought you Alliance to be nothing but fools, and I've never thought of you as a woman before, Drog continued, the hand on her shoulder taking a hold of her robe and pulling at it roughly, tearing it somewhat already to reveal what was beneath it on that side of her upper body. Tell me, are you frightened, little Night Elf? I want to see that fear within your eyes, as that would be another victory towards me. It is you who has lost, and you are about to lose much more... He whispered, eager to take off at least his lower half of armor to reveal to this Night Elf what was to come. Drog wanted to hear and see her reaction once she realized that the Horde's bodies were much different than the Alliance's. Especially an Orc's.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

At first she was confused, and her glowing eyes narrowed in the dark as she weighed what he was saying. The defeat of the horde was undeniable for some time, all hope had been lost some time ago, it was just that the battle was lingering on. Why would this orc waste his time coming down here if not to claim the mine? As the brute stepped into the light the elf noticed the quirk in his smile, the light in his eyes. She felt the hair on the back of her neck prickle, and she thrusted her wand further towards him in warning. I am no prize of yours, orc. She snapped back, this time in orcish, though her accent was thick and clumsy. She blushed as he moved forward, insulting her novice defenses, while grinning down at her in a lewd fashion. She clenched her teeth, and drew back her wand to fire on him, but had the stick smacked out of her hand as quickly as he had her pinned to the wall directly after. Even being as tall as she was, the orc towered above her, his large eyes leering and fangs glinting in the light of the cave. Heat rolled off his magnificent body, and his armor nearly blocked everything from sight around her. He was taking up her entire world. Get your hands off me! Eeviee snapped, and reached up with her free hand to push against his breastplate, just before he tore into her robes. She yelped in shock and embarrassment and recoiled from his touch, her right breast nearly being fully exposed as the front of her robes were split down from the shoulder seam.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

His large hand enveloped her breast completely, and she couldn't help but react to the warmth of his hand against her exposed and unexposed curves. She shivered, and tried to draw back, but his other arm wrapped around her securely, pulling her towards him until her busy was pressed flush against him. His arm was cold, and she shivered, her skin tensing and nipples hardening from the shock of the cool metal, even against his hand. Increasingly sensitive, the elf whimpered in dismay, squeezing her eyes shut as she pushed with all her strength against his breastplate, though she might as well have been trying to move a mountain. Her small cries of dismay became angry, fearful, and she writhed in his embrace, stilled only by his forced and sloppy kiss. She moaned in distate into his mouth, exposing her soft tongue for just a moment, and she shivered as he gripped her tighter, letting his hand slide down to her round ass. Unhand me, horde scum! She demanded, and continued to struggle against him, though she was only helping to shred her robes. Once the top most part of her robes had been destroyed, she abandoned her attempt to push him away and instead folded her arms protectively over her exposed breasts, heat rushing to her face. You disgust me. She spat hatefully, keeping her arms crossed tight, ignoring his questions as to just how she was of 'use' to the Alliance. She had her pride, and was not about to sacrifice it. She could feel the heat rolling off his body, his excitement increasing as she struggled and insulted him, able to hold her easily, while pressing his huge body further against hers. His last question, that crude wondering of just when she had last been wth a man had thrown her off guard, and she felt herself light up in embarrassment, her mouth dropping open in shock. T-that is none of your business you disgusting, horrible brute ! She screamed at him, and abandoning her need to cover her breasts began to beat and pound on the hard metal armor desperately, trying so hard to wriggle under his arm and get away. She hated being so exposed, so vulnerable. What shadow spells she did know would barely be enough to stun the orc at this range, and that was only if she was able to fire it off in time. What else could she do? Help! She screamed, her musical voice echoing off the walls, bouncing down the corriodr and hopefully being carried out into the open. Eventually, somebody would come for her. They would hear her.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

Drog was amused by her futile resistance, and the way she reacted to him seemed to make her that much more attractive. As she beat on his armor, him not at all fazed, he took his time to admire her full and plump breasts, but he ended his gaze quickly as he heard her scream for help. Wench! He growled, tossing her onto the ground on her ass, moving over her so she couldn't move past him or even get up because of the hand that rested on her head, gripping that silky hair of hers. Do you think someone will come to your rescue? Someone clad in armor and bathed in the holy light? Think again, she-elf, as this disgusting, horrible brute will be all that you need to worry about, He continued, using his free hand to slowly unhook his armor, letting it crash to the floor, making sure it didn't fall of the fragile priestess. Drog stretched his arm a bit as he had much more mobility now, and even without his armor, he was this huge mass, and plenty of him was of muscle through long and weary battles. He remembered how her soft tongue had been exposed for just a moment, but he had already grown addicted to how pleasant this woman was. Releasing her hair, he lowered that hand to run his thumb over her soft and supple lips before shoving his index finger, which was still fairly large, into her mouth, forcing past her teeth to press against her tongue. After a long day's battle, he had sweated plenty, and he wanted this Night Elf to know what a real warrior's body tasted like. What it felt like. Drog, once again, used his other hand to slowly undo his plate legs, keeping the slender elf silenced, and stepped out of his boots in the end. He was undressing right in front of her, and he hoped to see her surprised reactions as she could run over his Orc body. He pushed aside his discarded armor and footwear to the side so he had room, and he grinned down at her as he pulled his finger out of her mouth. Like what you see, Night Elf? Drog grumbled, all but a loincloth attempting to cover what was underneath, yet it could not hold back the monstrous cock beneath, as it only being semi-erect had already pushed past the loincloth and raised juts slightly in front of the Night Elf's face. It was a vulgar piece of meat, not really similar to humans or elves, but it was most certainly bigger. His was a mammoth cock that plenty praised, yet he had not much use of it during battle, until now, at least. Drog lowered himself and lifted the woman to her feet before lowering his hands again to her hips, grabbing what was left of her robe and tearing it away from her, leaving whatever she wore underneath it for him to see. Scream again and I'll be sure to make it quite painful for you, Night Elf. Cooperate and I'll be sure to make it quite...pleasurable. You know you wish for my dirty and crude cock to be pushed inside of you, as I'm sure the last partner you had can not compare... He mumbled, one hand resting on her curvaceous hip as the other rested on her waist, holding her tightly as he was slowly pushing himself more and more onto her, making her sandwiched between the walls and his large, muscular body.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

The startled elf screamed again as she was thrown to the ground, the rough movement enough to tear her skirt a little, though not enough to reveal much. By the time she had caughter her breath, winded from the fall, he was already looming over her, blocking out the view of the cave and only exit entirely with his large frame. The elf swallowed nervously, having seen the first real show of aggression from the orc since he had dragged her back here. He was even stronger than he looked, and that presented a problem for the cloth-wearing priest. She winced, staring up at him as he tugged her face closer by the roots of her hair and glared at his insinuation that he would be the only thing she would ber able to think about in due time. She had been about to respond, say something brave and angry again, but his large fingers had abandoned her hair and were now tracing the delicate curves in her face, running over her smooth lips. She shuddered when he forced his finger into her mouth, his thick digit being enough to keep her quiet. If his fingers were this big, she realized with a shudder, then he must... She bit down on his finger when he began to undress, but with his thick skin she was unsure if she had even hurt him. He skillfully shed his armor singlehandedly, tossing it to the ground unceremoniously, the heavy mewtal clanking loudly as it crashed to the ground. Seeing him cast aside his massive pauldrons, she cringed out of the way, sure that the weight of one of those would break her clean in two if shr got in the way. She squeezed her eyes shut as he continued to undress, though she couldn't help but peek when he pulled his finger from her mouth, asking her if she liked what she saw. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of him, his large muscular body in no way diminished by the loss of his armor, with thick corded muscles bulging everywhere she looked. Swallowing deeply, her eyes slid downwards, over his strong chest and stomach, down to the waistband of a simple loin cloth. She cried out in fright when she saw him, only semi-erect and already bigger than any man she had been with. His cock looked strange, a little different than a human or a night elf, ribbed with thick veins and already beaded with precum. If it were not for the strength of her embarrassment she would have turned sheet white, thinking about what he planned to do with her. She was silent when he reached down to drag her to her feet, literally shaking in fear, only flinching when he tore the rest of her robes from her body. She wore simple panties that barely covered the mound of her curiously damp pussy and her round ass. She shrank back from him, unable to take her eyes off his huge cock, shaking her head a little from side to side. Please... She breathed in a whisper, finally tearing her eyes away from his length to catch his gaze. There was genuine fear and concern in her eyes, but something else. A spark of primal desire, perhaps? You're too... I can't...
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

The Orc let out a lustful growl that echoed somewhat in the mines as he gazed down at the slender elf girl. Her reaction was exactly what he wanted to see, to see the reflection of his huge cock in her pure eyes. Drog laughed a bit as he heard her whisper, her plead, almost ignoring it completely as his eyes ran over her almost bare body, knowing that he had visited that spot where her panties barely covered any of her delicious goods. His cock pulsed and twitched visibly, growing a bit larger as he was approaching his full size, getting more and more and turned on as he continued to take in her splendid body and her musical voice. As his own gaze met hers, he licked his lips with his rough tongue, adoring what he saw deep within her eyes. Fear and concern were obvious, but what was in the very back was what made him even more interested in her. I'm too what, Night Elf? Big? As I expected. Don't be afraid... All the women I've fucked have never been broken...completely, at least, but then again, they weren't of the Alliance. Perhaps women like you are so deprived of a real man's cock that you truly will break underneath me? Drog continued in his low voice, pressing his muscular frame against hers, the hand on her hip slowly pulling her panties away from her body till it snapped and came completely off. The bulbous head of his thick mammoth cock pressed eagerly against her pussy without hesitation, smearing his precum against her slit, and Drog gave a low grumble of a moan as he pushed her even more roughly against the wall as he tried to get more of her against his hot flesh. His hand drew away from her waist and yanked the useless loincloth off and tossed it to the side with her panties as he finally had the two of them completely bare, pressed against each other. It's too late to resist, puny she-elf. However, I want to continue to hear your melodic voice as I ravage you with my hefty and fat cock, He whispered, moving both hands down to grab her soft and slender thighs, lifting them so all that was holding her up was the fact that she was stuck in between the massive Orc body and the wall. This spread her automatically for him, and he prodded her entrance yet again with his massive cock. He hooked her legs around his waist, not caring if she cooperated in that sense at all, and moved his hands back to her warm and delicate body, roughly grabbing her breasts as his heat emanated from his body to hers, their sweat creating a friction between the two bodies. With the buxom Night Elf all set, in his eyes at least, he slowly penetrated her with the bulbous head, which was a challenge in itself, and started to slowly inch inside of her, wanting to make sure she felt every inch of length and thickness of his cock, to make her remember this dreaded day. Oh! Are all Night Elves this tight?! Such...a splendid feeling, Drog growled, pinching her nipples as he continued inside of her, filling her up more than she had ever been before.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

Too what? Big? As I expected. The orc seemed to be enjoying her discomfort, excited by the idea of driving his huge cock into her too-small elven pussy. Whereas orcs were built for power, size, and strength, Elves - especially the females - were lithe and agile, and would be non-accomodating to the girth of him, let alone the length. She swallowed, noticing his cock twitching, growing even larger. His attempt to reassure her was weak and cruel, and she shivered while thinking she would be the first of her kind to be put through this. Of course the orc and troll women could handle this brute, but she was much more delicate. What if she did break. She closed her eyes, imagining the intense feeling of what it would be like to have him wholly inside her, and shuddered. It was terrifying, and yet, it made her feel warm all over. She moaned, half in anticipation half in dismay, when he finally reached down to rid himself of the loin cloth, exposing his impressive cock fully. The length was bad enough, but it just seemed to be growing thicker an thicker. Too transfixed to fight, she yelped as he tugged her panties, snapping them off and tossing them aside. It was done. He had her pinned to a wall, his huge arms preventing any escape, and that terrifying cock was already dripping, erect and waiting to be enveloped by her creamy thighs. He was right, it was too late to resist. She shook her head and backed up a bit more, wishing she could just meld into the rock and get away from him, but the stone was unforgiving. Oh Elune save me! oh please, don't do this. Eeviee whimpered when he reached down, his powerful hands enveloping her thighs, lifting and spreading her easily. She was so embarrassed, and the force of his stare excited her and frightened her. He moved forward, the slick head of his cock now massaging her moist folds. She could feel his precum mixing with her own feminine juices and looked away from him, horrified by the betrayal of her body. She didn't want this, but each time his bulging head brushed over her small entrance she felt her heart skip a beat. She closed her eyes as he shifted forward, slowly, almost gently, pressing his cock against her tiny passage. At first she didn't think he would be able to penetrate her, it just seemed to big, but before too long her eager pussy relaxed against the invasion, letting the thick head of his cock slide into her tight passage. The poor elf through her head back and moaned, the mixed pain and pleasure overriding her senses. It seemed that the orc was surprised by the feeling as well, as he clutched at her breasts, rolling her nipples roughly between his fingertips, while continuing to slide slowly deeper and deeper. Ooh, oh, take it out! She pleaded, panting, her eyes rolling back. I c-c-caaaan't!
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

The pressure within her was fantastic, painful and yet strangely pleasurable at the same time. The young elf could only pant and gasp as the orc continued to shove himself up inside of her, surprising her each time he was able to push forward even a little bit. Her pussy was throbbing, the instrusion stretching and filling her completely, until he had finally sank to the deepest part of her, earning a low, primal moan from the helpless priest. Her normally sharp, bright eyes had become hazy, and at the corner sof her lips was a slight glisten of salivia, her mouth watering. She seemed almost delirious when she met his gaze, and slumped against him for the moment as he leaned in to kiss and bite at her neck, his alrge fangs scraping her sensitive skin. She whimpered a mewled, her hips shivering as her body attempted to adjust to the size of him, making her feel almost as if he were vibrating inside of her. There was no time to adjust, but she had become very wet. Please... The sound of his voice, still rough and powerful, was incredibly sexy now that she could hear him straining to keep himself in check, slowing himself down just for her comfort. She could feel how badly he wanted it, and she almost felt grateful for the moment of patience and submitted to his mouth easily, her heaving breasts arched against the palms of his hands. She moaned when she felt his thick, rough tongue invade her soft mouth, and began to fight back a little bit again, turning her head away. However, every movement she made made her feel him stuck inside her, and she was soon panting and moaning helplessly in his arms. She felt like she was squeezing him, didn't it hurt? Before she could ask, he had begun to pull out of her tight passage, her hungry pussy resisiting and attempting to draw her back in. She gasped, breathless when the swollen head was all that was left invading her, thinking it might be done... Sujddenly, he had sheathed himself inside of her. The force of his thrust and caused her to bounce upwards and grind against his hips, a scream of shock and pleasure escaping her lips. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, and she moaned helplessly into his mouth, each scream being absorbed and hidden from the outside. The Alliance would have won by now, and people would be looking for her, but she was prone, pinned to the wall by his delicious cock, and screaming for pleasure rather than help. Ohhh... Mmmmm.
Thread: Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

The Orc pretty much ate up the sweet moans she gave up to him as he skewered her continuously with his giant cock. His hips never seemed to stop. In fact, he seemed to go faster as he saw the dirty face she had as she was ran through by his cock, capturing her in another rough and sloppy kiss, using his tongue to get hers involved, as she moaned in such a delirious way. Drog adored the way this sexy little elf felt as their bodies ground against each other, feeling her breasts bounce into his palms each time he hilted inside of her. He removed his hands from her breasts, leaving them to bounce due to their rough sex, and moved his hands to her own. Grabbing her hands with his large ones, he moved them to his chest, wanting to feel her delicate hands on him, before slowly moving his hands down her curvaceous sides and stopping at her slender legs. The Orc wrapped them around his waist, wanting to see if she would tighten her hold on him as he would bring her to multiple climaxes before he was done with her with his first load. He then slid his hands up her soft and smooth legs before clutching her hips in a primal way, pulling her to him as he thrust forwards into her, making their fucking that much faster. His own low groans of pleasure were released into her sweet and warm mouth, which contrasted his own, as his slimy tongue drew hers out to play. Perhaps I shouldn't hold back? You are a Priest after all... You could always heal your own wounds should I harm you, right? Drog growled in between their sloppy kisses for intakes of air. His left hand scooted further than her hip and grasped her round ass, squeezing her roughly there as his fingers dug into her flesh while his middle finger found her puckered ass hole and rubbed it for a bit. He wanted to make her feel completely overwhelmed by what he was doing to her, whether she liked it or not, and he would do so by making sure she was completely used up before he was done. He suddenly shoved that middle finger inside of her tight anal passage, only shoving up to his knuckle inside of her, yet he could feel how tight it was as he felt her hungry pussy walls tighten around his member while he forced it inside of her. While dealing with her physical torture, he knew he had to break down her mentality as well while she was physically weak, not wanting her to return with such a stubborn attitude like before afterwards. Do you have a husband, Night Elf? He asked, panting as they swapped saliva, knowing that their own mixed saliva was messily dripping down from their chins and onto their grinding bodies. The scent of their hard fucking was in the air, and it turned him on to smell his mate at the time was such a pleasant smelling one that mixed with his own musky Orc scent. I would love to see your past mates see you now as I draw that slutty face of yours out with each thrust of mine, a face that has never been revealed to anyone before but me...