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Life After Death	By : Lyon Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 2117 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft, nor am I making any money off this story. This story is made up of my own characters in game.

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2 years later**
News traveled through Stormwind like a plague, fast and difficult to contain. It took no time at all for Teller to hear of Banker's indiscretions of the day before.
Ever since her resurrection some two years before hand, his treatment of her had teetered between one of contempt to one of obscure consideration. He would flirt relentlessly with any woman he wanted to and would then smooth talk Teller into not being furious with him.
It was actions such as the ones Banker displayed yesterday that had helped to morph Teller from the sweet woman she'd been in life to the stone cold bitch she had become.
Over the last two years she had managed to build a pretty solid wall around her heart but the hurt and anger would seep in anyway. Those feelings would then be reflected to those around her, giving her the reputation for being just as cold and callus as Banker himself.
Try as she might, Teller just couldn't harden herself enough to let stories of Banker's flirtations roll off her back. Rumor had it that he had spent the previous afternoon in Stormwinds' Keep groping several of the more flirtatious women. When Teller had heard the snickers, the whispers as she walked through the Trade District, she was furious.
'How DARE he make me look like a fool', she fumed. 'Two can play at this game', she mused as the jealous side of her already began to plot her revenge.
Storming into the Inn, bumping into fellow patrons as she passed who were less than thrilled to see her, she continued to her room and began angrily tossing necessities into her bag. Packing light, she knew she wouldn't be gone long.
'If I know anything about that bastard, I know he'll come chasing me down once he finds out that I'm not at his fingertips. By the time I let him have me, he'll have forgotten that other women exist' she grumbled to herself as she finished gathering her essentials and strode back out of the Inn.
Stuffing her bags into the saddle bags of her death charger, she swung up onto his back and lead her mount out of the district in the direction of the Keep. Heads turned as she sped past, curiosity at it's peak among the townspeople. As she passed the Keep, the guards gave a visible sigh of relief but she was too preoccupied to laugh at them, as she was focusing on getting out of Stormwind and onto the Tram as quickly as she could.
Stepping through the Tram portal, Teller noted the overflowing trash cans, the rat infestation and the homeless gnome sleeping on a bench. “Ugh, this place is nasty”, she said allowed as she stepped onto the train as it pulled up to the platform. A nightelf was boarding the tram car in front of hers and for once she didn't feel the urge to go to that car and annoy the passenger as she normally would have.
The Tram stopped at Iron Forge and both she and the passenger in front of her exited their cars and stepped through the portal into the under the mountain city.
Teller made her way to the couriers stand to send an express message to Banker, detailing that she knew what he had done and that she was finished with him. That second part was a lie of course but she knew it would light a fire under his ass. Paying the courier, she stepped to the side to wait for what she was sure would be a quick response from her husband and sure enough, he did not disappoint.
His response was almost immediate and was filled with smart alack comments and excuses for his actions, his words peppered with tid bits about how sexy she was when she was angry and so forth. Rolling her eyes, she stuffed his letter into her bags and left, knowing that when she gave no further reply to him, he'd come looking for her as she'd planned. She loved knowing that she could get under his skin, even if she hadn't been successful in making him love her....
Deciding that she needed some entertainment while waiting for him to show up, she began to create a stir of her own, smiling and flirting with men and woman alike in the public square in front of the bank of Iron Forge. Teller knew she looked smoking hot in her black mageweave set and was enjoying the flirtatious company of a particularly attractive human male when she felt fingers close around her elbow, the grip possessively tight.
Concealing the smirk that was threatening her face, she glanced up over her shoulder into the eyes of a very annoyed Banker. “ What ARE you doing here?,” Teller said with feigned irritation. Banker knew she was playing games with him and ignored the tone of her metallic voice.
The human she'd been chatting with stood uncertainly watching the pair of them.
“Coming to claim what is mine and drag you and your sexy body back to Stormwind where you belong,” Banker snarled at her through gritted teeth, tightening his grip on her elbow further.
Yanking her arm from his grip, Teller turned on him and slapped his face. This drew the attention of several onlookers and the human she'd been with was red faced and visibly confused. Narrowing his eyes, Banker turned his glare onto those in the crowd that was starting to surround them and growled a deep low growl indicating to those near that he wasn't only a human and they all made a hasty exit.
Looking back to Teller who was standing defiantly with her hands on her hips, Banker grabbed her waist, slamming her body forcefully into his with his right hand, reaching up to grab a handful of the breast that was straining against her corset with the left.
Struggling against him, Teller slapped him again and dared him, saying “ You'll have to do better than that.”
Banker laughed, devilment flashing in his eyes as he slapped HER face. Shoving him off and away from her, she grinned at him, knowing her plan was working and she had his full attention now.
Grabbing his wrist and dragging him over to where the company chopper was parked she told him she had something she wanted to show him. Mounting up, they drove through Iron Forge, past the mystic ward and into the forlorn cavern beyond. Parking in front of a small house carved into the mountainside, they dismounted. Banker looked at her inquisitively and she took his hand and lead him inside.
A demon trainer looked up in surprise as the two walked into his house. He was used to visitors coming in and out at all hours because of his business but it was usually warlocks that darkened his door, not death knights and warriors.
Opening his mouth to greet them, he was silenced by Tellers finger over his lips. She leaned in and whispered something into his ear that had his eyebrows raising in surprise. Nodding once, he smiled and sat on one of his chairs in the corner, highly interested in the couple before him.
Banker looked from Teller to the mysterious man and then back to Teller who had returned to his side. Glancing around the small room, there was a bed right behind Teller, and a small table with chairs in the corner that was being occupied by the trainer, with a staircase leading to a second floor. Looking down at Teller, Banker asked” Well what in the world are we doing here?”
“ I brought you here because I want you to do me right here, right now while this guy watches.” Teller said, her metallic voice taking on a breathy quality as she ran her nails down the front of Bankers suit jacket.
Bankers eyes darkened as he looked at his wife and then over to the man in the corner. Grabbing her wrist, he removed her hands from his chest and walked across the room to where the demon trainer sat.
Banker grabbed the man by the front of his robes and pulled him up to face him. “You heard the woman. If you take your eyes off of us, you'll pay for it and if you get out of that chair, I will kill you myself.” Slamming the man back into the chair, he turned his attentions once more to his wife. Teller stood waiting with anticipation.
Banker took his time removing his cuff links, then his suit jacket. Loosening his tie, he glared into Tellers eyes as she began to undress as well. As she removed her corset, her full breasts bounced free while she pulled her panties off, leaving her garter and leggings on. Taking in the sight of her, Banker felt his body hardening already and he tossed his shirt and belt over to where his jacket and tie were laying.
As Teller grabbed the waist line of his suit pants and attempted to unbutton him, he grabbed her forearms, pulling her away from his body. Looking into her eyes he growled, “ I'm going to screw you like the bitch you are” as he threw her forcefully back onto the bed.
The reaction his words caused in her body was immediate and had her breath quickening. Staring intently into Bankers eyes, as he removed his suit pants and kicked out of his shoes, she laid back on the bed and opened her legs, giving him a full view of her hairless form. Banker stood transfixed as he watched her fingers sliding along the entrance to her body.
Completely turned on, he wrapped his hand around the base of his impressive manhood which was standing thick and hard, throbbing in anticipation. Wasting no more time, Banker placed the head of his engorged cock at the entrance of her core and, giving her no time to adjust to his size, he shoved himself inside of her, slamming to the hilt, his length invading the confines of her womb.
Screaming out and grabbing the bedsheets, Teller bucked, back arching off the bed as her body struggled to accommodate her husband. Pulling out all the way, Banker teased her glistening lips, rubbing up and down her slit before slamming fully into her once more.
Leaning down over her, fully impaling her body, he whispered gruffly into her ear, “ How bad did you want this?”.
Easing out of her slowly, his eyes flashing dangerously, Tellers response as she turned her head, winking at the Demon Trainer, before looking into Bankers eyes was, “ make me beg for it and you'll find out.”
Her hips came up off the bed, enveloping him into her and his resolve snapped. A growl rumbled from deep within his chest and in a rush of heat and fierce growling, he was turned from human to worgen and lost himself within her.
For the better part of an hour they teased and tortured each other, speaking with their bodies what their mouths were too stubborn to say, all the while the man in the corner watched. At the peak of their climax the two screamed out in unison. Looking into each others eyes, startled at the emotion each saw in the other, they were transfixed for a moment.
Hearing the demon trainers grunt as he too found release within the confines of his robes, the spell was broken and the two untangled themselves, wiped off on the sheets and got dressed. The warmth that had almost been shown in their eye contact was gone and as they made ready to leave Banker laughed at the demon trainer who's bed and robes were now a mess.
“ Clean this mess up, you are a disgrace,” Bankers voice mocked as he followed Teller out of the cave side dwelling. Returning to SW with Banker just as she had known she would, Teller buried the love she'd felt for him in that last moment of their embrace and instead, glared smugly as the townspeople watched the two of them walking through the Trade District together.
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