Thread: Queen of the Pack ((Maxaro & ViperFang))

Even if he didn't state it out loud, Thanrir was impressed by Nou's perseverance and drive, he hadn't expected a human, especially not one of her build, to be able to fully engulf his hard member, but she had managed to do it, and the pleasure her hot, tight throat brought made a spark of immense contentment pass throughout the entirety of the Gnoll's body. When Nou slowly pulled his cock from her mouth, still as hard as ever and glistening from the saliva coating it, Thanrir couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. He'd been satisfied having her servicing him for far longer, especially now that he knew just how much pleasure her skilled mouth and tongue could bring him, but that disappointment quickly faded away once he was able to lay his eyes on her face without the distraction of pleasure clouding his senses. Gasping for air, her face reddened from arousal and breathlessness, Nou looked more beautiful than any creature Thanrir had ever laid his gaze upon. Everything about the picture before him was nothing short of perfect, and when she let her tongue run along his shaft once more it was almost a miracle the Gnoll didn't finish right there and then from the sexual atmosphere alone. This sorceress, Thanrir was completely sure of, was someone immensely special, and he was going to make sure to thank every god her knew of for the opportunity to not only build and alliance with her, but also share this pleasure with her. When Nou finally stood, after letting his member create a thin trail of saliva down her breathtaking form, Thanrir followed every movement she made with more interest and attention than he'd ever shown mating with another Gnoll. His eyes were completely locked on her as she walked around him, laid down upon her bed, and then presented herself for him. Her words were like satin brushing against his ears when she spoke, and the scent coming from her hot, dripping sex only spurred Thanrir's own arousal even more. In a few swift strides, he made his way over to where she laid, his eyes hungrily taking in every part of her on display while he hastily removed his worn breastplate, tore of his already partially ripped undershirt, and unbuckled the clasps holding his vambraces together. When he finally stood towering over the sensual sorceress, Thanrir was clad in little more than his hard-leather greaves and his belt. Everything else had joined Nou's robe on the floor of the hut. My name... the Gnoll leader began as he placed his hands on either side of the sorceress' head, leaning down to take in her scent again by nuzzling her neck, Is Thanrir... that is what you may scream... Nou... While her name was awkward for him to pronounce, at least at the moment, Thanrir still put as much effort into saying it correctly as he could. It was a small gesture, but he wanted to make sure she knew that he could say her name too. And now... I will do everything to you... just like you asked... and even more still... with those words uttered, Thanrir placed a long, drawn out lick against Nou's neck, moving up to her ear to release a warm puff of air from his nostrils into it, before placing 'kisses' down her collarbone, the kisses themselves being small, gentle nips of the sorceress' flawless skin with his teeth and ever so often a nuzzle from his snout. When he reached the valley of Nou's breasts, though, Thanrir switched to licks as he hungrily attacked one of her erect, salmon colored nipples, one of his hands moving down to fondle the free one, doing his best to not be too aggressive while still indulging himself. It wouldn't surprise the Gnoll if he found himself growing addicted to the taste of the sorceress' skin now that he'd got a sample. She tasted like exotic wildflowers mixed with a special something that he couldn't even hope to place. And that was just his skin, he also noted. If the smell almost overwhelming his sensitive nostrils was anything to go by, the taste of Nou's essence would be even more amazing than this. The thought alone made Thanrir growl against the sorceress' fair skin, his attention moving downward from her firm, supple chest. Down her smooth stomach and hips he trailed a path, much like what his member had done not long ago, until he reached his goal. Before him was the pink folds of Nou's flower, and as he peered at it, Thanrir could feel saliva starting to build up at the prospect of what was to come. Tell me you want this... he said quietly, leaning in to place a lick up the sorceress' inner thigh, not close enough to her core to bring the pleasure he could tell she sought, but close enough for him to taste the juices streaming out from her sex, his desire to get more from the source only growing when his taste buds were assaulted by Nou's heavenly sweet taste. Tell me what you want me to do... and I will do everything... Gently, the Gnoll blew on her dripping folds, fighting the increasingly powerful urge to just begin his feast until he got an answer. He wanted to know what Nou's desire was right now.