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Beneath thy Wings	By : gothkoneko Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7589 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Beneath thy Wings

Chapter Three

Neither man heard the hull door opening till a deep, gruff shout alerted them both. “What, by the great Earthmother’s name is going on here?!” Cairne yelled, looking a little horrified at the scene before him.

Garrosh gave Cairne a natural expression never easing his grip on the human. “Interrogations.” He simply replied.

Cairne stormed over to the Orc and Human, his nostrils wide and flaring with anger. “This is how you treat a member of the Horde Garrosh?” He yelled, “By interrogating them?!”

The brown orc didn’t flinch at the bull’s accusations but steadily regarded the Tauren chief in an eerirly calm matter. “Humans are not part of the Horde.” He stated. “This,” He pulled Kaijin straight up, “Is a human. Or do your eyes not see all too well old bull?”

Cairne’s eyes narrowed. How arrogant and fool hearty was this Garrosh was! “You will release Kaijin, Garrosh.” He said low and firm. “Or else you will be not only dealing with me but the Warchief as well.”

That caught Garrosh’s attention. Kaijin could almost hear the gears turning inside his thick skull as Garrosh processed Cairne’s worde. He huffed and tossed the human to Cairne. “Then I leave him in your capable hooves Bloodhoof.” With that Garrosh slinked back to the deck above.

Cairne gently lifted Kaijin’s chin upwards to make him face the old Tauren. “Are you all right?” He asked his voice full of genuine concern for the human.

Kaijin gave the old bull a reassuring grin, his split lip drying with blood and a nice solid bruise forming on the side of his face. “I’m fine Cairne, just glad you found me when you did. I don’t think I could have with held myself much longer.” He admitted sheepishly.

Caine gave a hearty laugh. “Well that would have been sight to behold.” He chuckled, “The mighty Hellscream out bested by a human.”

Kaijin chuckled. “Well going to tidy myself up.” He gave the Tauren a wave as he exited the door.

The old Tauren didn’t move from his spot as he regarded the blood splatter on the floor and ground. This was not the first time Kaijin was treated with such disrespect however, Garrosh was right. Kaijin is human and there are no humans aligned with the Horde excluding Jaina Proudmoore,for she didn’t live among them. Kaijin had fought and bled for the glory of the Horde yet he was still treated like Garrosh had just did.

The ship lurched sharpely to the side sending Cairne out of his thoughts and into the wall hard. Grunting the old Tauren stood – or attempted too – and stumbled up towards the upper deck as water rushed down the stairs.

Gromjil woke up bewildered as his was tossed off his hammock in the hold. The ship was lurching to and from wildly, his feet wet from the ocean that was trying to come in. He rushed to the doors and closed them shoving a worn blanket under the door itself in attempts to keep the water out.

He could see Kaijin attempting to keep the wounded from being tossed like rocks into the side of the ship. There were a few other orcs scrambling about securing the cargo and cannons.

A line snapped as the ship rocked to the side letting loose a cannon. With great speed Gromjil braced himself against the cannon as an orc quickly came and helped him push it back in place and re-securing the line.

Just as quickly the storm came it was gone.

Gromjil and Kaijin looked at each other with mirrored confusion. They could see the sunfaintly peaking through the cannon holes. Boggled they helped resituate the wounded back to their area, re-bandaging their wounds that reopened during the onslaught.

The Troll noticed Kaijin’s bruised face and injured lip. “Got tossed into a wall, mon?” He jested, rubbing the ointment on an injured Trolls’ arm.

Kaijin gave him that lovable grin. “Ya I think the sea won this round.” He lied.

“Alliance ship spotted off the portside!”

A clatter of men came rushing into the hold. “Move the wounded!” They ordered. “We are assaulting the Alliance ship! Move, move!”

Scrambling to their feel Gromjil, Kaijin and a few of their battalion helped the wounded into the semi cramped storage quarters. Gromjil felt a bit sorry for the wounded. They probably felt like they were nothing more than big bags of meat.

An Undead came rushing in looking anxious. “All able men report on deck!” He yelled. A flurry of Orcs and trolls rushed by the Undead crew member. Just as Kaijin was about to stand the Undead turned to him. “You are ordered to stay below from Hellscream.” With that he slammed the door shut.

Sighing he slouched down to the floor disappointed that he was ordered not to assist. However, Garrosh was a warlord meaning he can override Cairne on marital matters. “Fucking idiot.” He swore as he heard the sound of cannons and battle cries. He hated missing a good battle.

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Kaijin didn’t partake in Garrosh’s extravagant parade.

Not after he learned how he attacked a defenseless Alliance ship. He was glad for once he was singled out and not allowed to fight. What Garrosh did was just low. He played with them like cat did with a half drown rat, implementing fear into it then letting it go. He just better hope he doesn’t start a full scale war whether or not the Alliance was on their waters. They were in distress …

He sat on top of the roof of a goods store watching with silent eyes as the parade continued. He wasn’t alone for Gromjil too had opted to sit out for such things. They both watched as Garrosh Hellscream led the parade to infront of Thrall.

After many words Thrall presented Garrosh his father’s axe Gorehowl. The torch light caught the edges of the axe making it shimmer deadly as Garrosh held it and admired it. The orc gave it a testing swing catching the sharp blade in the light. Kaijin’s eyes followed the movement of the blade hypnotized by it. But then ….

‘Gorefang swung with precise arches as the shadowy figure dodged and parried the axe with his own weapon. However, the dark figured was placed off guard and the singing blade of the axe arched up and straight down. Wooden splinters flew into the air as Gorefang shattered it asunder. The figure didn’t move as his attacker came at him with fury and arched the axe up for the killing blow …..’

Kaijin jerked back to the present as cheers roared from the crowds when Thrall presented the wagons of heavy ales to the people and commenced the Revelry. Kaijin watched as he, Garrosh and Cairne went back into Grommsih Hold where the celebration would continue. Throngs of people gathered inside and around low tables where simple but delicious foods were displayed and the kegs of ale were flowing.

Thrall sat in his usual throne with Cairne and Garrosh sat on either side of him. Their table lavishly sprawled with many delights as well. Kaijin and Gromjil slipped in and sat at their battalion’s table partaking in the food and ale with gusto. It was nice to have such delights after many years of hardships and war.

It was good to be home again.

Thrall watched with keen eyes as he saw Kaijin and his Troll companion slip into the hall and to their table. He didn’t notice him in the parade which like every veteran was his very right to partake in and actually had the War chief slightly worried. He talked with his old friend Cairne however; his eyes kept shifting to Kaijin he wished for them to talk.

“Why don’t you call him over here Thrall?” Cairne interjected, noticing how his eyes kept straying.

Thrall waved his hand dismissively. “We have all night, let him enjoy the evening they have all earned it.” He said.

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Kaijin chucked his ale fast and slammed his mug on the table. The table cheered and whooped at him for he beat another unlucky sob in drinking. “Okay guys I think I’m aled out.” He declared as the losers of the bet handed him his winning wagers.

Standing up, he swayed to the left, his body bumping into Gromjil’s as the Troll took his arm and slung it over his shoulder. Saying their goodbyes Gromjil and Kaijin strolled off down the path. As they were walking pass the small pond Kaijin tugged his Troll companion towards it.

Gromjil looked down at his companion a little confused as the human brought them both to the small ‘waterfall’ in the relatively secluded area in Ogrimmar. Kaijin stood on the edge of the bank letting the sweet, cool spray of water sprinkle on his face and skin. With a mischievous grin he toed off his boots and the rest of his clothes and jumped into the water.

As he emerged above the water, strong arms encircled his waist and pulled him behind the waterfall. He could feel the hot, pulsating cock against his back as his troll friend licked and nibbled on his ear. His hot, moist sending delightful shivers down his spine and making his skin tingle. Kaijin turned and kissed Gromjil with fiery passion, their lips slightly chapped from the cold nights of Northrend but they didn’t care.

Kaijin rubbed the troll’s hard cock as they devoured each other; he could hear Gromjil groaning out in pleasure as he stroked his cock. The Troll’s hands wandered over the humans’ body, tracing over every muscle, every battle scar still his hands settled on kneading the man’s ass which enticed a very low moan from Kaijin.

Cupping Kaijin’s face with his calloused hands he brought the humans’ face close to his, watching as the humans’ half lidded eyes glowed in the darkness, his lips bruised and slightly parted, wet black hair was plastered on his face. It was the embodiment of sin itself coming to tempt him. Gromjil thought as he reclaimed those tempting lips with his.

It had been a while since they could be truly alone, free from the prying eyes of their higher ups and the soldiers. It was just the both of them now alone under the waterfall. With wicked eyes and a toothy grin Gromjil turned the human away from him, and bent him over the boulder, his ass pert in the air.

“Now dis been a long time,” he said rubbing his cock along Kaijin wet ass. “Want me to get da balm?” He asked the quivering human.

Kaijin turned his head so he was looking at Gromjil giving him an impatient look. “Just fuck me already!” He practically begged his ass grinding against the trolls cock.

With a grin and a mock bow he said, “Your wish is my command,” spreading Kaijin’s ass cheeks the positioned the head of his blue cock against his anus and pushed in firmly however not too fast till he was fully sheath inside.

Kaijin gripped the rock, moaning as his tight ass was stretched by the trolls cock. He licked his lips as the troll began pounding him with no remorse, he was moaning with every stroke of Gromjil’s cock and it was delicious.

The Troll behind him groaned in pleasure, sweat dripping down his face. “You like dat Troll cock in ya dontcha?” Gromjil teased slamming his cock deeper inside the human.

The human gasped, feeling the cock go deeper in him and making him see stars. “Yes,” He moaned, “I love your cock pounding my ass!” He cried as Gromjil reached around and gripped his own hard dick, stroking it in time with his furious thrusts.

With a shuddering cry Kaijin came. His hot seed spurting onto the rock and oozing down his shaft and down onto the trolls hand. Gromjil withdrew his hand and continued pounding the human, his breath coming in short pants as he could feel his balls tighen. With a cry he emptied his seed deep into Kaijin. With weak knees he slumped on top of the human, both of them panting and very content.

Too bad for the people in the small hut who were rudely woken up by their exploits….

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