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Hell Cavern	By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twenty-Five
"Akire!"
The cry drew him out of the darkness, he kept his eyes closed, trying to calm the throbbing in his head.
"Akire … are you alright?"
A different voice than the first, there were too many voices in his mind.
"Akire … calm him, please … damn it."
Calm who … by Elune his head hurt. Falcon was cold; bone chilling cold, a small part of his mind told him that it was probably because his pants were around his ankles. However, that made no sense to him why would … Demoncraft. The druid's eyes flew open, his hands were bound behind his back, his head was elevated out of the muck but the rest of him was resting in it.
The orc whose lap his head was resting in seemed to be asleep. Falcon swore softly and worked on the binds wrapped around his wrists. As he did he started mending the injury done to his head by the orc, swearing again as he had to move his healing powers lower to deal with the damage done to his ass while he was unconscious. The orc had taken him in this hell hole? He had the same horniness as Sly maybe he should hook the two of them up.
"Akire!"
"I'm a little busy here, Faya," Falcon growled in his return whisper.
"Thank Elune you're all right, please you have to calm Adran … he's already injured Rarvo they are going to kill him if he doesn't back down." His wife's fear was evident in her reply.
"Damn it … Adran … stop whatever the hell you are doing … stop … get your face down in the dirt now … damn it don't you fucking move." Falcon was pissed he didn't have the patience for this. He reached out for another. "Kotka, did that work … his face better be buried in the dirt right now."
"Good to hear your voice, Akire, aye as meek as a kitten right now. Damn it that child can fight. I've never seen the likes of it before. I won't be able to talk Sid out from shackling him to the post tonight, be happy that he lives."
"Akire … hurt?"
It took all that remained of Falcon's patience not to rip the Sin'dorei a new one. "Damn it Adran, I'm stuck down in this hell hole, getting raped by a damn orc. I asked you to behave … can't you please just behave for me." His reply choked at the end with emotions.
"Sorry …"
"Damn it, I don't want apologies I want you to mind me."
"Yes, Master." Rain whispered and then broke contact, blocking the druid from his mind and heart.
Falcon swore again this wasn't how the Blood Elf's last night with the Earthhunters was supposed to go. "You aren't going to able to free yourself." Falcon glanced up, Demoncraft eyes were on him, the orc's callused thumb brushed against the druid's cheek and he flinched. "Glad to see I didn't kill you after all was afraid I was spending my last night alive with a corpse."
"I'm going to kill you," Falcon snarled struggling to move away from the orc but only managed to slip in the muck a few times.
"Perhaps, but not tonight," Demoncraft said as he picked the druid up and placed him on his lap, one hand supporting Falcon's back the other pulled his leggings completely off throwing them away into the darkness.
"Don't do this," Falcon resorted to begging, never in the past decade had he felt so helpless.
"Do what?" the orc asked as his thumb rubbed the druid's back in a slow circle. "You're freezing I'm only going to warm your blood up the only way I know how." A second hand joined the first one, this one on his abdomen moving in the same leisurely circular path. "It always surprises me how delicate you pointy ears can be, not quite as much as the pale ones but no wonder you break so easily."
The hand on his belly moved lower, lightly running his fingers over his groin and down the inside of his thighs. On their own accord his legs parted and the orc let out a chuckle. "For all denial coming out of your lips, elf, your body is saying something else."
"Fuck you," Falcon whispered.
"I don't think so," the orc said as his fingers teased him until his body unwillingly reacted to the touch. Then he wrapped them around Falcon's heated flesh. "Such a small handful …" Demoncraft laughed again as the druid struggled slightly in his grasp. "Just calm down elf, enjoy yourself, knowing you're kind it will be over soon."
Falcon was tired, his head hurt unable to heal himself completely. The thumb on his back increased its pressure as it continued to draw circles on his cool flesh. Finally with little options he relaxed and let himself go. As the orc promised his body became warm as the rough hand around his cock continued to pump him. The strokes were slow and steady and against his will his body pressed against the hand. To his chagrin this drew another chuckle from orc.
"Patience elf, no need to rush it … I'm not ready for round two myself."
Falcon sighed, "Round two … I should hook you up with Sly, the two of you would get along wonderfully."
"The white haired elf?" Demoncraft asked, "already did him … we caught him sneaking into our camp awhile back. We gave him a choice … afterwards we sent him away a little more tender in the ass than he had been when he got there. We 'caught' him again the following week." The orc chuckled.
"Damn it," Falcon said, the fingers wrapped around his cock increased their pace and a moment later he shuddered as his sexual warmth splattered him across the chest.
Demoncraft pulled his hand away, wiping it on Falcon's leg. "There you go, I always take good care of my sluts."
"Then why do they always end up dead?" Falcon asked.
"Because that's what my clan is paid to do," the orc replied with a shrug. Pushing Falcon off his lap he slowly stood, careful of his footing. "All right, time for round two, be a good elf and don't struggle too much."
Groaning the Night Elf was pulled to his feet. "Please don't do this," Falcon said as he was pushed face first against the cool stone.
Just then the pit was flooded with bright light. "Hate to interrupt your fun down there," Overlord Viser hissed. "But your time is up."
Falcon muffled a cry as Demoncraft bit into his bare shoulder, his fangs drawing blood. "A reminder of our time together," the orc hissed in his ear. At the same time the binds around his wrists loosened and the orc pulled himself out of the pit with the rope dropped down.
Using what remaining magic he had Falcon transformed into a hawk and flew out landing at the Overlord's feet he turned back to an elf and knelt at the demon's feet. "You seemed to have misplaced your clothes, Earthhunter."
Falcon made no reply too exhausted and hurt to care.
"Hope this lesson finally sunk through to you two, I highly suggest your camps avoid one another from here on out. Return to your encampments, I expect to see both of you at the mines in a couple of hours."
"Yes, Master," Falcon replied keeping his eyes down. After the orc made a similar grunting agreement they were dismissed. Falcon turned into a panther and raced back to the Earthhunter camp. But instead of entering he moved past it and down to the river plunging into the cold water.
"Faya, please bring me some clean clothes … soap lots of it and Sid to the river … I know it's light's out but I'm free and I need them. Please just the two of you; I don't need a parade tonight."
"Beloved!" The joy was clear in her whisper. "We'll be right there."
Falcon dove under the water scrubbing at his skin and hair, trying to at least get the first layer of grime off. He winced as his hand touched the open cut on his head. As he surfaced he saw a couple of torches headed down toward him. He swam to the edge of the river. In the dim light he was Crystal and Sid, trailing behind the dwarf with his head down and his wrists and ankles in shackles was Rain.
Once they reached the riverbed Sid spoke. "Get down Blood Elf, I want that nose rubbed raw by the time we finish." Rain dropped down on all fours placing his face against the ground.
"Yes, Master," the pale elf whispered.
Falcon raised an eyebrow as Crystal and Sid hurried over to him. "I brought him in case you had healing I couldn't do," the dwarf said as he placed a hand on Falcon's head from where he knelt.
Almost instantly the pain lessened and Falcon sighed, "I don't know how much more I can take … I'm tired." His wife waded into the water fully dressed and wrapped her arms around him from behind. "I stink," he said gently.
"I don't care," she said.
Sid lowered his hand and Falcon noticed a slight tremor. "Are you okay, old friend?"
"It's been a long night," the dwarf said. "It's going to be truly hell tomorrow in the mines. Just give me a minute to catch my breath; I'll take care of the rest."
"No need to completely exhaust yourself," Falcon said. "Rain, come here."
The elf startled at his name and without looking up crawled over to them, his shackles dragging on the stone floor. When he was in reach Falcon picked him up and pressed him against his chest. "Heal me, please" he said softly.
His body grew warm as the Sin'dorei's healing magic poured into him. The cut on his head disappeared as did the bite mark and bruise left on his shoulder by the orc, the force moved lower healing and recharging. The elf in his arms tensed slightly as he healed his ass then moved lower to tend to even the smallest scrapes.
"Done, Master," Rain whispered against his neck. Then pushing out of Falcon's grasp he moved back and returned to all fours, his face down.
Falcon's eyes lingered on the pale figure a moment longer. The arms around his waist pulled him deeper into the water and he stood still as his wife lathered him up, washing the grime from his skin. Her nimble fingers quickly unbraided his hair and then helped wash the long locks. Afterwards they both waded back up to the shore.
"How is Rarvo?" Falcon asked, as he got dressed.
"He's fine; I set the bone and then mend it. I suggest he take a day off from swinging a pick but other than that, fit as any dwarf."
"He broke his arm?" Falcon said, glancing down at the submissive elf.
"Aye, most of the rest of us just suffered bruising of body and spirit. Don't ever come between that lad and you, I thought Crystal was protective of you." The dwarf stood. "Are we ready to head back?" Falcon nodded. Sid moved over to Rain. "Let me see it," he said gruffly.
Falcon frowned when Rain looked up, in the torch light he saw the pale face of the other marred by dirt, bruises and cuts. The dwarf ran a thumb across the bleeding nose and nodded. "All right, get your ass back to camp, now."
"Yes, Master," Rain said standing and shuffling toward the encampment, his strides hindered by the shackles around his ankles.
Falcon raised a hand toward the elf but his wife quickly snagged it and pulled it to her side. "I'm sorry, beloved, it has come full circle … it is best we just leave it be. Any hope we had for his last night has been shattered just let him be. By next week it won't matter."
His heart ached but Falcon nodded and fell in step beside Crystal and Sid, the trio was quiet on the return trip. Walking into the gate the druid saw Sly securing Rain to the post by his hands, the elf had returned to all fours his face pressed down. Taking an iron pike Mudon slipped it between the links on Rain's ankles shackles and then drove it into the ground with a large hammer. The entire time the Sin'dorei remained still.
By the light of the fire Falcon could now see Rain's bare back was an assortment of cuts, welts and bruises. "Damn it," Falcon whispered as his wife led him away and into their hut.
She stripped out of her wet clothes as Falcon stretched out on the furs, still completely dressed. Laying down beside him Crystal wrapped her nude body around him. "Go to sleep beloved …"
"How can I?" he said waving a hand toward the door, the image of Rain in his mind.
"Shut your body down, you're at your limit … tomorrow you can fight for him again but tonight you must fight for yourself." Crystal said.
Falcon knew she was speaking the truth and with a heavy sigh he closed his eyes and using his druidic ability put himself into a hibernation state.
"Akire …"
"Yes …"
"I'm sorry …"
"Me too, Adran … me too, please be good until I awake."
"Yes, Master."
A tear fell down Falcon's bearded cheek as his body gave into exhaustion.
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