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(1) Warsong	By : Soliloquy Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 4539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Narya looked around the hustle bustle of the war room. Her eyes came across the forsaken, Crillo, she frequently fought alongside in battle. She smirked, watching him indirectly. He seemed to have taken a liking to her which she could not fathom, considering the fluctuation of her moods. Before she could begin to analyze it further, they were ushered by portal into the Gulch.
Quickly melding into the shadows, she applied poison to her blades and slunk off out of the hold and onto the fields. She looked back over her shoulder to find him following her. She eyed him, knowing full well the routine they had grown accustomed to: singling out the one Alliance troop that had fallen from the pack, cornering the sickly gazelle and making sure he never rejoined his group.
Sure enough, her keen sindorei eyes picked out a solitary soldier. With a deft hand, she sapped the night elf, stopping him in his tracks. Soon enough, Crillo was on the target, blades slicing into him at a deadly pace. She grinned, joining him and within seconds the poor elf’s body fell to the floor, lifeless. She casually wiped the blood from the blades onto her leathered thighs as he watched her.
“I think you enjoy this way too much.” He joked. She turned to look at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Surely it’s good to enjoy one’s work?” She smirked again and fell into the shadows once more.
They made their way up the field to Silverwing Hold. Much to her dismay there was no sign of any enemies about. They moved silently through the rooms, looking for their next victim.
As they waited in the shadows, she could feel his eyes on her for the most part. Combined with the adrenaline she felt pumping through her system, she couldn’t help but feel a slight tinge of excitement. Something not quite borne from the effects of battle, but a feeling which perhaps stemmed from something deeper within her.
Teasingly, she slunk past him, brushing against him for a brief moment and smirking. He grinned at her and in a low voice, one only she could pick up, he commented.
“I’m really starting to think you enjoy this way too much.” His eyes roamed over her stealthed form, slowly taking in her subtle curves. She looked back at him, her eyes seemingly dark.
“With the amount they pay us to do the work, if I didn’t enjoy it, it wouldn’t be worth it.” As her statement ended, she perked her ears to a random sound outside. She moved back instinctively, and then noticed he didn’t move as she crouched back into him. The familiar smirk played on her lips once more as she pressed against him. “Now who’s enjoying this?”
He grinned, but didn’t move from his spot. In fact, he sat down on the stone floor, taking his hands off the hilts of his daggers for a moment and placed them on her leathered hips, almost holding her there in place. She could feel the colour rush to her cheeks as his hands gripped her.
“Surely a celebrity like you is used to the attention.” He said casually. She laughed lightly, their voices and sounds barely audible to anyone around but themselves. She felt his hands tighten on her hips and became aware that their usual repartee was now turning into something more intense.
“I can’t say I’ve come across this attention much.” Coyly, she wiggled her hips, pushing back against his crotch and hearing him gasp under his breath. “I know your lock picking skills leave much to be desired, but surely you have mastered the art of disarming traps and pick pocketing? I wonder…”
He quirked a brow at her words, knowing full well it was a challenge. He smirked, looking her over in stealth. One hand moved from her hip to the back of her belt. His fingers felt along the leather and soon he came across a not so permanent seam which seemed to travel from her belt down across her rear between her legs and up the other side.
“Clever girl,” he remarked with a grin, “It seems like you’re ready for anything.” She let out a light chuckle.
“Well you know me. I’m not a fan of baring all in public. Sometimes a little discretion goes a long way.” She pressed her rear to him once more, wiggling it and feeling him harden in his own leathers, still well aware they were both in enemy territory. Yet even with the apprehension, her words became bolder still. “So is today the day when you stop watching and start doing?” She smirked, her voice almost a purr. He grinned, taking his cue and letting his lanky fingers begin to undo the miniscule latches that kept the seam together. Though her eyes and ears remained focused on their surroundings, ensuring she would be aware of any sudden interruptions, the rest of her body remained fixed on his. She felt herself gasp lightly as all the latches became undone and she could feel the crisp air hit her delicate skin. He grinned, letting his fingers lightly run across where the seam used to be, not quite sinking in between her cheeks but grazing her nether lips every so slightly.
“Well now. I don’t think I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting to know you this well before.” As the words left his lips, he turned his hand to cup between her legs. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming slightly jagged as she felt his fingers nestle into her already glistening folds. He noticed her current state and smirked, “I guess this is proof of how much you really do enjoy this work.” He let his index finger lazily press against her clit and she gasped once more. “Though, I might just need more convincing, personally.” She looked back, raising an eyebrow at his words. She saw as he removed his hands from her and she furrowed her brow somewhat, at the absence of his touch. She watched as he lay back onto the floor, eyes still on her. His hands came back onto her hips pulling her back towards him. She moved back, her eyes widening as he positioned her over his face. He pushed her forward slightly, only to make her fall to her knees instead of squat. Grinning, he pulled her hips towards him once more. Her lips parted to let out a muted cry as she felt his mouth connect with her nether. Her eyes shut and she felt them roll back as his mouth began to work on her, his tongue delving in between her folds and encircling her clit, then lightly sucking on it. She could feel her arousal build within her. His mouth pulled away slightly and that grin reappeared on his lips. “I must admit, I’m enjoying it just as much as you.” His voice was deeper than normal and as the words left his lips, his mouth was once again on her. She arched her back as she felt his tongue delve deeper into her this time. Her body shuddered as little jolts of pleasure hit her. She leaned forward, hands roaming over his leathers, focusing on his crotch and feeling his bulge. Her fingers deftly unbuckled his leggings and slipped in. Not knowing what to expect, she did notice the decay on him was not far developed. As her agile fingers wrapped around his hard shaft, she could feel no difference in texture or touch. Though she felt him gasp against her pussy as she gripped him firmly. Her ears were still acutely aware of their surroundings as she pulled his length out. Her tongue darted out, teasing his head, encircling it before her lips latched onto the underside and gave it a soft suckle. She could feel him moan into her as his tongue became bolder, pushing deeper inside her as his both his hands spread her cheeks.
She arched her back against him, like a cat in heat as her mouth took him in fully this time. She felt his cock throb inside her mouth as she slowly suckled him. Her tongue ran up the length of his shaft as her mouth came off slightly. She gently raked her teeth back down as she felt his whole body shudder beneath her. She grinned against his shaft,
“It seems like you are enjoying it quite a bit, Crillo.” Her lips formed another smirk but before she could continue, he pulled himself from her quickly. She blinked, somewhat confused, but then she felt him behind her, his cock prodding against her sodden slit as his hands pulled her hips to him once more.
“Indeed I am. I’ve always wondered how this would feel.” He grinned as he pulled her hips back, letting his length sink into her deeply. She let out a gasp as she felt him enter her. Her walls kept snug around his shaft as she felt herself tremble with pleasure. His strokes were slow to begin with, her juices more than enough lubrication to help him through. With each thrust into her she could feel her pussy tighten around him, milking him, urging him to stay nestled in deep. He leaned over her, one hand trailing from her hips, moving in front and onto her clit. She bit her bottom lip as he rubbed her. His thrusts increased in pace as she rolled her head forward, breathing even more jagged. But she pulled away from him, even though her want and need were strong. He looked at her, somewhat puzzled, but her expression was enough to placate him.
She turned to him, putting her hands on his shoulders and pushing him into a sitting position. She looked down at his glistening cock and then back up at him. Her tongue darted out, running over her lips as she grinned. Slowly she moved her legs over him, straddling him and lowering herself down. She saw his eyes shut as he sunk deep into her once more. Arms entwined around his neck, she began to grind against him, forcing her weight onto him, ensuring he was nestled deep inside her. Her pace soon quickened as she rode him, her body undulated above his, walls tightening with each stroke. His hands roamed over her covered breasts, squeezing at them in vain as he felt what little control he had left, leave him. She nuzzled her mouth near his ear and he could hear her subtle moans as she moved above him. Her pace increased as she could feel her juices slowly start to seep from her. Her ears perked as they picked up a noise outside. The fear of being caught and the urgency of their combined pleasure forced her on. His hands moved down to her hips, gripping them as she continued to ride him. His eyes opened to meet hers and she knew the look all too well. She grinned and then tightened her pussy around him one final time before he erupted inside her. The feel of his cock tensing and her walls tight was enough to bring her own climax. She moved her lips to his ears once more so he could hear her orgasm. They shuddered against each other, letting the pleasure course through them. She kept her arms around him, basking in the afterglow of their combined bliss. She grinned against him, her voice still low.
“I think we may have company.” Slowly, reluctantly, she pulled herself off of him and quickly refastened the latches on the seam of her leggings. She grinned as she watched him compose himself and move his hands to his daggers once more.
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