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You Had My Heart (At Least for the Most Part)	By : LadyProudwhore Category: +S through Z > Warcraft III Views: 6738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Falric and Marwyn were quite shocked to see Prince Arthas fleeing his room completely naked and somewhat bloodied, quickly hurrying over to him before anyone else could walk down this corridor and notice, they stood blocking anyone else’s view of him.
       “My lord, what’s happened?” Falric asked, looking wide eyed at Arthas.
       “Are you well?” Marwyn added, a definite look of concern crossing his face.
       “You two…Yes…I can trust you…c…come with me.” Arthas gulped, leading them back towards his room.
          The two captains exchanged cautious and rather confused looks before following the prince back to his room and watching as he opened the door with shaking hands. The door swung open to reveal the room was empty but for Arthas’ things. The corpse had been cleared away, the blood stains no longer visible and Jaina was nowhere to be found.
       “But how…How did she…?”Arthas tore about the room in confusion, looking in the closet, in the trunk and then, he leaned down, kneeling to look under the bed only to be met with a pale hand reaching out to grab him. He staggered back with a cry of terror. “Ah! You see!? There she is!”
          Falric and Marwyn both quickly entered the room, shutting the door and drawing their weapons, advancing slowly and carefully towards their sovereign and whatever was clutching at him from under the bed.
           Arthas scrambled to his feet and staggered back over to them as the threat crawled out from under the bed and stood up as well. Both captains’ eyes widened in shock as they saw the still quite beautiful, naked form of Lady Jaina Proudmoore standing before them, her skin pallid with death, stitches holding her wounds together and her eyes a blank, ghost lit white with a tint of blue to them, her pupils and irises were gone, leaving her eyes a single glowing all-encompassing colour. She didn’t move to attack, though, seeming to be assessing them, sizing them up, ever a deep thinker, even in death Jaina was going through her options.
          “By the Light! What happened to her!?” Marwyn stepped back a bit, shaking his head in disbelief.
         “How can this be?” Falric stood frozen in fear.
         Arthas paused; he knew he couldn’t tell them how Jaina REALLY got this way, so he decided on an alternative. Lie and offer incentive. “She was violated and murdered by the demon Malganis. A final blow to our people to add to the plague. I could have dispatched her, but I didn’t want to hurt her, I love her…”
          “But…why are you naked as well? She’s clearly become a monster.” Falric pointed out.
         “You didn’t try to…?” Marwyn trailed off.
         “Well, she didn’t start out this way….she….quickly degenerated into this, now quickly! Help me bind her to the bed, I promise I’ll reward you both greatly.” Arthas promised rushing over to the trunk and grabbing a length of rope from it as well as a gag.
            Both captains, still confused, moved carefully towards the undead mage who stopped her fighting and simply knelt down with a disconcertingly serene smile on her beautiful face as she gazed up at them. Both captains shuddered a bit at that, even more frightened than if she’d put up a fight, they looked to Arthas questioningly.
            “Tie her up, this is your chance.” He prompted.
            At his command, the men grabbed Jaina, who put up no resistance, and placed her on the bed. “How shall we tie her, sir?” Falric asked, looking to Arthas for direction.
            “With her legs spread, and then feel free to take your reward.” Arthas replied quickly, staying back.
            “Our…our reward?” Marwyn choked out, both he and Falric staring at Jaina. She was beautiful still, but it was quite clear that the woman, though reborn, had been dead and with how Arthas had been running, both men were thinking a better reward may just be to be allowed to leave.
             “Yes, don’t worry, she’s still a woman, just better you keep your dick out of her mouth.” Arthas chuckled a bit, a slight twitch starting in his eye. “If she’s tied up, she won’t hurt you….just make sure you don’t hurt her either.”
             Falric shifted uncomfortable, unconsciously taking a step back. Marwyn looked at his feet and cleared his throat, neither one making a move, both trying to look as preoccupied as possible, hoping their reward would simply be permission to leave the room.
           “Well? You two will offend me; don’t you like my taste in woman?” Arthas’ eyes narrowed, the pupils dilated, giving him a somewhat maddened appearance, looking far more the part of a doomsday preacher wallowing in the fetid streets of the under city than a sovereign prince and paladin in training.
           With a gulp, Falric undid his leggings and let them slide off. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine that Jaina was still a living woman, she’d been the stuff on unattainable daydreams to most of the men back when Arthas first started bringing her around, if he could only pretend it was then. He fought hard to recall the kind of things the men all talked about doing to her back then, of course just harmless banter, they would never touch a woman who was potentially their future queen, especially one so much younger than them, barely more than a teenager at her time of death, but still, she was always undeniably beautiful and so the subject, whether or not they ever planned to act on it, often came up in the barracks.
            Finally, he managed, and despite the disconcerting fact that Jaina had just sat there like one of the mountain lions that roamed near Southshore, just watching them silently instead of fighting, even though with her brain still clearly intact and functioning, she knew what they were about to do to her, Falric and Marwyn approached and bound her wrists together in front of her, gagged her tightly and then tied her ankles to the lower bed posts. She almost seemed to smirk at them as she obediently positioned herself on her knees and elbows, almost offering both men their choice of what hole they wanted.
           “T…This is too strange, what’s her game?” Marwyn frowned, sensing something definitely off about Jaina’s reaction to this whole situation. No captive offered themselves to be bound and fucked the way she was, and given her newly undead status, it was all the more frightening. “Wh…What if she has teeth down there?”
        Arthas chuckled, shaking his head and moving towards Jaina. He slid two fingers into her pussy and spread it open. “There, look. See? Nothing but a tight, wet hole to fuck.”
       “But…if she’s one of the undead, what if her…juices…spread plague?” Falric pointed out.
       “But she didn’t die of the plague; she was killed by m…alganis.” Arthas caught himself before admitting what he’d done.
        “A….Alright then…”Falric nodded, gaining a bit more confidence. “I will go first, then. I’m the more senior captain.
       “Not a chance! The only thing ‘senior’ about you, Falric, is you’ll blow your load in ten seconds then go limp.” Marwyn snapped. “I’m taking first shot at her.”
        “Now, now, there are ways you can both take her at the same time. One underneath and one behind, she still has two fuckable holes that won’t bite you.” Arthas stepped in, placing a hand on both men’s shoulders and smirking a bit.
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