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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 Fifty-Four
"This is so your fault," Falcon glowered.
"I know," Sly said contently, "I take full credit ... I mean blame."
Falcon tugged once more on the shackle that bound him to the bed. Sly wore a similar one. He was exhausted; the damn orc had fucked them all night long and then snuck out in the wee hours. How Falcon hoped he got an ass shot full of dwarven ammo on his way out. There had been no sounds of gunfire so he assumed Demoncraft had made his escape unnoticed.
"So are you going to wake the wife or the kid to come free us?" Sly asked. "This would be easier if I had my lock pick and a second hand."
As if on cue the door opened. "I didn't think ye lads would ever shut up, we're all going to be living on coffee today," Gola said as she walked in carrying a full tray of various food items. She stopped mid-step as she eyed the naked elves bound to the bed. "I … if this be a dream I don't think I want to wake."
Falcon groaned and closed his eyes. "Lady Gola," he said, "if there is anything you could do to help us out of this embarrassing predicament I would be in your debt."
The dwarf approached and set the tray down the corner of the bed and righted a small end table that had been knocked over. The same table Falcon had spent time bent over, shackled to the legs. She then moved the tray to it and stepping closer to the bed took a look at the shackle around Falcon's wrist. "I told ye before my pa was the bandit in the family," she said, as she reached up and pulled a hairpin out of her auburn hair. "However, he did teach me a trick or two." She paused a moment and wrinkled her nose. "They are going to have to burn this bedding, I swear …"
Taking the hairpin she slipped it into the lock of the manacle and after a couple of twists it popped free and Falcon sighed, slipping his hand out and rubbing the bruised wrist. "Ye smell like orc, lads," Gola said as she quickly worked the lock on Sly's iron bracelet. "There be a bathhouse around back, I would strongly suggest ye go use it."
"I'm thinking you're in the wrong field," Sly said as his wrist was freed.
"Nay, lad," Gola said as she slipped her hairpin back into her tresses. "Rogues ain't nothing but trouble. There be breakfast for ye, I'd eat then hit the showers … or perhaps shower first." She walked over and opened the window. "By the Light … candles, lots of candles," she mumbled as she walked out leaving the door cracked open.
Falcon groaned and rubbed a hand across his face. It was encrusted with Demoncraft's and Sly's seed. "Shower," he growled, "now." He shifted into a grizzly and Sly climbed onto his back, naked. Falcon eyed the stained blankets and torn clothes scattered around the room. With a shrug he ambled out of the room and down the stairs. The inn already had a few patrons enjoying their breakfast or least they were until they got an eyeful of the rogue.
"Lads," Sid sighed from where he had been having breakfast with Rad, Shar and Dylan.
"Don't ask," Falcon growled. "We need clean clothes, anything will do."
"We'll see what we can scrounge up, where is the orc?" Dylan asked, standing.
"Gone," Falcon replied. There was no shock on the trio of faces and they nodded.
"This is what my son chose?"
Falcon glanced over at the table that was occupied by the small collection of Scryers. His lip curled up around his fangs.
"You are one stupid fucker," Sly said, drunk on exhaustion. "I'd sit down and shut up, cranky bear here and we already know he likes to eat elves."
Arodis's jaw dropped and before he could retaliate Falcon hurried outside, jostling the elf on his back who let out a grumpy sound. "Shut up," the druid growled.
"Wow someone got up on the wrong side of bed," Sly sighed.
"If you weren't maimed I swear I'd kick your ass so hard right now," Falcon replied.
"Yeah you were complaining so loudly last night," Sly chuckled. "You weren't gagged you know, you could have called out for help … you wanted it." Falcon found the small stone shower room Gola had spoken about and without warning transformed back to an elf dumping the rogue onto the ground. Sly, with little choice, stayed where he'd fallen. "By Elune, you suck cock like …"
The druid turned the right-hand faucet and icy water showered down on both of them and Sly shouted. Grabbing a large bar of soap Falcon scrubbed himself down and after he rinsed he did it again and then a third time before he felt clean. Then he knelt down beside the finally silent rogue and roughly washed him.
"You do know if you turn the left faucet it would be warm water?" Sly asked with chattering teeth as Falcon washed out the rogue's hair; it was caked with bodily fluids. After he rinsed it out a few times Falcon eyed the half-dozen fresh bite marks on the rogue's back. "Stop the bleeding," Sly said, "but you dare heal them completely. I want to stay ahead of your measly two scars."
Eventually Falcon turned off the shower and after shaking the water best he could from his skin, turned into a grizzly and laid down on the damp floor so the rogue could climb on his back. "I don't know how you're walking so well," the rogue said as he wrapped his arm around the thick neck of the bear. "If I had two legs I wouldn't be able to walk for a week I swear."
"Healer," Falcon grunted. "Tired, cranky healer …"
"Cranky?" Sly answered sleepily, "I didn't notice."
As they entered the inn, Dylan met them with a small bag which Sly took. "It isn't much but should get you home … assume we won't be leaving this morning."
"We don't mean to delay everyone," Falcon said apologetically. "Please, return to Azeroth and your families … you've waited long enough …"
"And a few more hours won't kill us," Dylan said as he affectionately rubbed Falcon's furry head. "Go sleep, old friend, we'll see you in a bit. We um … brought some blankets to the room you, Rain and Crystal are sharing. Sly's room has to be um …."
"Fumigated … burnt down?" Falcon finished for him as he practically stumbled up the stairs. The door to their room opened before they got there, and Crystal ushered them inside. On the floor was a small heap of furs, curled underneath was Rain. The Sin'dorei's missing eyes were still uncovered and Falcon heard Sly take a sharp breath. The elf sat up and faced their direction. "You were almost nosier than the orc, my heart," Rain said with a small smile.
Falcon groaned and converted back to an elf, Crystal grabbed Sly before he fell and helped him over to the makeshift bed. Falcon forced the rogue to the far side of the furs and laid down beside him. Rain curled up on his other side, content to stay in bed. After she adjusted the blankets Crystal whispered she was going downstairs for breakfast and would return in a bit. Falcon groggily acknowledged her and was asleep before the door shut.
As he struggled to leave the embrace of slumber, his first thoughts were that he would make the clan late for the mines if he didn't get his ass up. His sleep heavy brain wondered about the weight on his chest as he opened his eyes. Disoriented he looked around the small homely room he was resting on the floor within. The heaviness on his torso was easily explained as he looked down at the cascade of ebony hair of the elf sprawled across him. The recent events came back to him and he smiled, they were free and his mates were with him. Without moving so not to wake Rain he glanced around the room, he spied his wife sitting on the bed their gazes met and she grinned.
"About time, sleepyhead," she whispered. "Independence agrees with you, you've been asleep a day and half. I was afraid I had lost you both to the Emerald Dream."
Falcon startled and frowned. For all the years he spent in the mines he rarely slumbered for so long or hard. "Both?" he whispered.
She nodded at Rain and the druid frowned. He ran a hand down the Sin'dorei's back. "Time to awake, my heart," he said aloud.
"Not yet," Rain whispered sleepily, "I'm having a happy dream."
"If it is up to me, my heart, the rest of your life will be a joyful occasion," Falcon said as his hand slid lower and cupped the ass of the elf.
Rain let out a disgruntled noise and shimmied off the druid and burrowed under the blankets. Falcon took a moment to stretch out; his body felt a hundred percent recovered from the past few days. Winking at his wife he rolled over and pulled the blankets off Rain tossing them to the side. He admired the pale naked form of the other; it was slightly slimmer than it had been but nothing that wouldn't fill out after a few good meals.
Rain was not happy with the lack of blankets and let his discontent known with soft grumblings. "That was cruel of me," Falcon admitted, as he sat up. "Let me make it up to you," he dipped his head and without preamble took Rain's placid cock into his mouth. The elf let out a startled gasp. Falcon ran his tongue lazily over the drowsy flesh as it slowly started to awaken in his mouth. Soon it was hard and throbbing; releasing it from his mouth he gripped the slick cock in his hand and slowly started to pump it. Though he could no longer see the passion reflected in the emerald eyes, Rain wore it on his face. His mouth opened slightly, as his tongue darted in and out in tempo with the Falcon's touch. With a content sigh Falcon lowered himself and took just the tip back into his mouth as his hand continued to move up and down slowly.
Rain's hands gripped his long hair and held his head in place as he lifted his ass off the ground thrusting deeper into the druid's mouth. Releasing the heated flesh from his hand but leaving it in his mouth he gripped Rain's waist and lifted him up. The Sin'dorei let out a surprised sound as he found himself standing in front of the kneeling druid.
"Fuck my mouth," Falcon ordered silently. Rain gasped and stood there with his hardness inside the druid's mouth. "Use me to give yourself pleasure." Rain pulled out slightly and then slid back in slowly, Falcon heard him moan and smiled around the cock. "Harder," he commanded, "I can take it all as deep as you desire."
The heated flesh slammed into his mouth burying itself in his throat and he growled his appreciation around it as he worked his tongue alongside the throbbing cock. Hands gripped his head as Rain started thrusting with earnest. The druid wished he could see the elf's face but focused on the task at hand. It took less than a dozen plunges before he felt the cock swell. Grabbing Rain's ass he pulled it to him and held it there as the climax came. Warmth splattered deep in Falcon's throat and he greedily sucked it down, drawing as much as he could out of the twitching cock. Finally content that Rain had finished he lazily licked the flesh as it softened, spent.
Rain shuddered in his embrace and Falcon kissed his thigh as he stood. He glanced over at his wife and found her naked on the bed her head thrown back, her fingers buried in her folds on the verge of her own release. With a growl he reached out and snagged her hand pulling it away. "Please," she whined, "that was so hot … I need …"
Taking Rain's hand he placed it on his wife's quivering heat. The Sin'dorei ran his fingers through the folds and brought his damp fingers to his lips and sucked them clean. "Just like I remember," he said as Falcon helped him kneel before the bed. Crystal wrapped her legs around his shoulder and Rain lowered his head. Because the bed was so small his wife's head hung off the other side. Falcon walked over and brushed his hardened flesh against her lips as he knelt on the bed. She latched on hungrily and drew him deep inside her mouth. Lowering his head beside Rain's he joined in licking his wife's warmth. Their tongues would dance around each other, tasting one another and the musk from the woman they ravaged. Her first orgasm came quickly and neither male stopped, and a second one that rocked her entire body followed. Falcon pulled back, his face wet with her release. "One more time, my heart, make her climax one more time."
Rain stood and Falcon saw he was hard once more. Parting Crystal's legs further Rain slid his cock into her and then leaning forward the two men kissed as they both slid and out of the woman on the bed. Rain grabbed Falcon's forearms as he thrust. His wife moaned around his cock as she wrapped her hands around his ass and took more of him into her throat at the same time she crossed her legs around Rain's waist drawing him closer.
Falcon felt his passion building and let out a moan. "Now," he commanded as the trio released as one. Afterwards they collapsed; Crystal remained on the bed with Rain and Falcon on either side, resting on the floor.
There was a knock on their door. "Um …" Gola said from the other side. "Now that ye be awake, we request yer presence downstairs … sadly the men folk also request ye be dressed and keep ye hands out of one another's pants."
Falcon chuckled. "We'll be down momentarily," he replied. He looked across the way at the two recuperating elves. "Come, my loved ones," he said standing unsteadily. "We have a lifetime to enjoy each other, let us finish this journey."

- Short Story: Behind Closed Doors -
When first published I promised a glimpse into what happened that night after Falcon was "abducted" by Demoncraft for reviews, you lucky peeps don’t have to wait!
Thrown off guard it took Falcon a moment to realize what had happened and by then he heard the door behind him locking. "Oh no," he said holding up his hands, "I've had my fun for tonight, I need to get to sleep."
The room was dimly lit; on the bed he spied Sly naked, his back against the headboard and a smirk on his face. "You've made love," the rogue said, "time to get fucked."
A strong arm grabbed him from behind and spun him around. Lashing out at the orc, Falcon's fist found Demoncraft's mouth. "I said … no …" he growled.
The orc wiped the back of his hand against his busted lip. "Give me five minutes and you'll be screaming yes," Demoncraft said with a feral grin. "Or just screaming; either way will work."
Falcon sighed and took a step back. It was a mistake as something cold snapped down on his wrist. Startled he glanced back at Sly who looked smugly up at him, around Falcon's right wrist was one of Demoncraft's missing shackles, the other end was secured to the bedpost.
"Kotka, I'm going to kill you" he growled.
"I'd worry less about me and more about the orc about to fuck your brains out." Sly replied with a smirk. "Though he did promise I could have fun with you too."
Falcon lashed out at the rogue with his free hand but it was grabbed by Demoncraft before it landed and he was twisted roughly around, his right arm screaming in protest as it was wrenched. His chest slammed down across a small table and knocked the air out of him. Before he recovered Falcon found his left wrist in a matching shackle and secured to the table leg. Leaving him unable to stand, a hand slipped under his waistband and there was a ripping sound as his leggings were torn off. Without any further prelude a thick finger was pressed into his tightness. The finger worked its way in and out slowly, teasing the spot deep within that sent electric jolts through him and Falcon moaned.
Demoncraft chuckled. "Heads or tails?" he asked.
"Heads," Sly answered, "easier for me."
The finger left his ass as the pressure from his twisted right arm was relieved as his shackle went lax. The freedom was short lived as it was fastened on the leg of the table matching the other one. With a grunt the table was turned around so his head faced the bed. Sly moved his way to the edge his cock hard and throbbing.
"I'll bite it off," Falcon growled.
"That sounds painful," Sly admitted, as he brushed the slick ahead against Falcon's closed mouth. "Maybe Demoncraft can loosen you up."
Something wet slid up the length of his ass and Falcon startled. The orc's tongue circled his tightness. Sharp teeth bit his ass. "Relax," the orc growled. "My cock is going in you, it can either go in dry or I can make it moist." With a sigh Falcon forced himself to loosen up; perhaps it would be over after this; they had been going at it all night. The orc's tongue dove in and a shiver ran up his back, strong hands grabbed as his thighs tightly. As the thumbs parted his ass allowing the orc access to his target; the rough tongue plunged deeper Falcon let out a moan as his lips parted Sly slid is cock inside. Too preoccupied with the orc's treatment, Falcon's tongue ran over the length as he shuddered. Demoncraft's tusks pressed against his ass, drawing blood. The orc grunted and slid his thumbs closer to the hole, slipping their tips in and pulling, widening it giving him more access. The tongue plunged in and out and Falcon felt his toes curl, his own cock hard and wet with unreleased passion, pressed against the hard wood table.
"Not stopping until you cum," the orc growled, as his thumbs pulled him further apart threatening to split him wide open. Falcon's vision blurred as world shrunk down to the warmth working in and out of his ass; even the cock in his mouth forgotten which got him disgruntled noises from the rogue. The orc's tongue seemed almost serpent in length as it thrust deep and touched the nub that sent flames to his core. Moaning around the hard flesh in his mouth Falcon pressed back toward the orc. Tusks and tongue buried into his flesh as he released with a yell his whole body shaking. Neither the orc nor rogue had touched his cock the entire time.
The pressure left his ass as Falcon went limp trying to catch his breath. Sly wiped a finger alongside his lips, "not done yet," he said. Falcon nodded and started to work on the cock in his mouth. Just as he drew it deep into his throat, the orc slammed his hardness into his ass and the druid cried out. Rough hands grabbed his waist as the orc fucked him hard; slamming the druid's spent cock against the table.
"I'm not stopping until you milk the rogue dry," the orc growled, "I suggest you focus."
With a sigh Falcon ran his tongue up Sly's cock and kept massaging it with his mouth. The orc behind him groaned. "So tight, bet you heal yourself back to a virgin after every fuck. It's like popping your cherry every time, bet you love that don't you?"
Ignoring the taunt Falcon continued sucking the cock in his mouth, after screwing all night he was afraid he was in for a lengthy torment. However, the tenacity of the rogue showed as the cock swelled in his mouth; at the last moment Sly pulled out and using his good hand finished by spraying his seed over Falcon's face. As Sly flopped back on the bed content the orc behind him increased his pace. Grabbing Falcon's unbraided hair he pulled back on it arching the druid's back.
"Ask for it," Demoncraft growled.
"Go to the hell," Falcon answered with a growl of his own.
"Good enough," the orc said as the druid felt the warmth explode deep inside him. The cock remained buried as Demoncraft bent over and bit Falcon in the shoulder hard. Then he stood up and affectionately patted Falcon on the ass. "Tails this time?" the orc asked the rogue lying on the bed.
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