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The Devil Made Her Do It	By : corruptflame Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3226 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Devil Made Her Do It
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“Where is it,” the blood elf cursed, tearing down one of the free standing book shelves.
The words spilling off his tongue began making less sense, the air shimmering around him slightly as Inauri backed into Lira. “What is he looking for?” The red pandaren glanced at each other, the taller one shrugging.
“I do not know, Inauri. Sir, perhaps if you,” the warrior’s words cut off as the shimmer faded, and a creature stood before them. Not eredar or fel blooded, he still resembled a blood elf excepting curled ear tips and sharp fingernails, both tainted bright red at the tips.
“Ghreian,” he advised, throwing another bookshelf aside without effort. “Address me correctly and you may survive this encounter yet.”
Inauri pushed past the warrior pandaren and planted a foot on the stone. “Survive? We just survived a whole temple,”
“Monastery,” Lira corrected.
“Monastery of humans trying to kill us! Granted, we were in their territory, but that’s besides the point. We helped you survive that as well.”
Bearing bright white teeth, Ghreian laughed heartily. “You, helped me survive? That is quite a claim.” His glowing green eyes narrowed, taking both females in silently. “Whatever the case, the book is not here. We should commemorate my conquests, and continue the search.”
Walking out of the room, plate clinking musically with each step, Inauri opened her mouth to speak when Lira covered it. “Not now. We will follow. Aside from your easily bruised ego, he doesn’t seem so bad. And I did notice how you were watching his ass.”
Glaring at Lira, the shaman followed silently, fur bristling even as her cheeks glowed. His ass was covered in plate anyways, what were the chances it looked good?
The pandaren tracked the creature down to the Hall of Champions. Ghreian had removed his plate and arranged it perfectly, walking up to the arms master’s corpse.
A silken banner hung from hand-wrought gold appeared in his outstretched hand. Crushing the sharp tip into the human flesh with a wicked grin, Ghreian looked up to the pandaren standing on the lip of the ring. “Come on. Don’t let me celebrate my victory alone.”
Grabbing the hem of his white undershirt and pulling it over his head, Ghreian revealed his muscular abdomen one row at a time. “You are blushing,” Lira murmured when the pink of his nipples showed.
“He is not that attractive,” Inauri fiddled with the fetishes braided into her air, feeling the heat creep lower. The shirt lay crumpled next to the arms master’s corpse, Ghreian spreading his arms. His muscles wrestled with each movement, dancing beneath his skin.
Rolling her eyes, Lira pushed the shaman off the ledge. Landing on her feet, Inauri stood and stared at the devil wearing a blood elf skin. “H - hello,” she stammered before smiling.
“Take your armor off, or I could burn it off for you,” he smiled, walking forward and raising a hand.
“Do not,” Inauri stamped her foot on the ground. Ghreian laughed. “All you had to do was ask,” she mumbled and began with her gloves, glaring at Lira as the warrior walked casually down the stairs.
The devil glanced over his shoulder, still grinning. “You, too. You won’t want to miss out on this.”
Lira raised a brow, but began stripping.
When both of the nude pandaren approached him, Ghreian lifted his arms to pull them close. Planting his lips against Lira’s muzzle, the devil flicked his unique tongue between her teeth and rubbed it against hers.
Inauri whined, “Why does she get the tongue?” His hand pulled a string, and the weight of her breasts pushed her top open. An indication with his fingers had the shaman removing it, grumbling.
Breaking away from the warrior as she moaned, the devil’s green eyes glanced over Inauri. His nose wiggled a little before he laughed, a deep laugh that made her nipples hard. “I smelled your arousal this entire time. I knew you wanted it, but I wanted you both.”
The snap of leather when Ghreian removed his belt made Inauri shiver, her knees shaking. She could smell him too, now, and when the pants slid off his hips the scent hit her hard. Lira must have felt the same, her hands running up her body as the rest of her clothes started disappearing.
Unwilling to let Lira beat her to the punch, the shaman moved forward on shaky legs before kneeling in front of the devil. Shaking her head and blinking, she realized there were two bright red cocks in front of her face and felt her jaw open with a pant.
“Oh.” Undaunted, she pushed them together and flicked her tongue over the heads, carefully fitting them into her mouth. She started slow in bobbing her head, until she felt comfortable there would be no damage to the goods.
His scent made it impossible to notice anything but the firm flesh above her tongue, the soft balls against the pads of her hand. Her other hand wandered lower, sneaking into her silk panties and rubbing against her lips.
Finally releasing his cocks, her face pressed against his hip when Inauri moaned. Already so close to coming, she wasn’t sure she should.
A soft pandaren hand caught her face and pulled Inauri close for a kiss, tongues meshing when the shaman offered no resistance. “Mmm your taste,” Lira licked her lips and laughed, kissing her again.
Inauri’s eyes widened when she realized the warrior was hanging above her, a glow in her cheeks while she panted and moaned into their kiss. Ghreian had her by the hips, holding her upside down, and his tongue was deep in her.
Closing her eyes, Inauri pressed a finger into her own sex, letting go of the devil’s balls and grasping one of the warrior’s breasts. Her warm finger pads brushed over Lira’s nipples and they hardened more.
Peaking unexpectedly, Inauri cried out as her thighs started shaking, faintly hearing Lira’s cries above her as the devil finished her off. The cool floor felt good, but she didn’t realize the world again until a paw ran down her back and side.
“Wake up, sweetheart. The devil hasn’t gotten his due yet.”
Rolling easily into a sitting position, Inauri saw the warrior beside her and Ghreian relaxing on a luxurious bed of brightly dyed feather pillows and silken sheets.
“How did he,”
Lira pushed the pandaren forward before catching her shoulder and guiding her. Still on trembling legs, she moved one step at at a time to the arrangement. Cupping one of her breasts, Ghreian thumbed over her nipple and guided her onto one of his cocks.
Behind her, Lira mounted the second cock - or so Inauri imagined by the sounds - and started rolling her hips, bumping against the shaman with soft pants.
“Worn out already?” Ghreian grasped her hips and helped her start to rock. After a few grinds Inauri found her strength and planted her hands against his chest, rocking her hips slowly.
His fel green eyes bore into her more mundane ones, the wickedness of his lust and the scent of his sex making her hips move of their own accord. “That’s more like it. Feeling ignored? I’d never ignore my own pets. Lira, make her feel more welcome.”
Large soft panda hands grasped her breasts from behind, pinching and stroking her nipples. Ghreian’s hands firmly pressed her hips against his stomach, forcing her clit into his smooth skin. Her cheeks warmed, her body already starting to tremble.
“Not yet,” Lira murmured into her ears, still moving behind Inauri. “Together, we’ll do this.” Closing her eyes and gritting her teeth, the shaman managed to stay on the edge without coming.
Reaching behind, her hand finding Lira’s swollen clit to rub it gingerly in time to her rolling hips.
The devil bit his lip and groaned. “You should hurry it up girls,” he panted. “Or I’m going to let you hang.”
Lira bit into Inauri’s shoulder, making the pandaren shudder before she peaked again, gasping and crying out as waves of pleasure moved through her body, Ghreian grinding their hips together and refusing to let up.
Behind her Lira sounded off next, her arms wrapping around Inauri as her hips bumped heavily against both the warrior’s partners.
When Ghreian came, it was the loudest thing Inauri had heard. Even though he panted and groaned, there was a dark undertone of power and evil that came with it, forcing Inauri and Lira into a fresh orgasm as he pumped them both full of warm sticky lust.
Reaching up to wipe her muzzle off, Inauri realized she’d been drooling, and could only smile helplessly when the devil laughed at her.
“Hmmm, that’s good for now. Get some rest, both of you. Next time I won’t be so easy on you.”
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