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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 Nine

~Massive non-con warning for this chapter.~

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Everything seemed like a constant blur. The earthquakes were getting more violent and the people's anxiety were rising. To make matters even worse there was the Twilight Cult, hovering around the city like vultures to a dying man. They were igniting more panic in this troublesome time and it was spreading like an out of control wild fire.

Of course Garrosh had been ordered to deal with the problem before Thrall departed, yet, Kaijin could see little was done to douse the flames they were fanning. Even as he sat, cross legged on the ledge of the wyvern tower, he could see more and more cultist's were filing in, gathering in random places in Orgrimmar, spouting their none sense and plucking away the weak of heart fearful for their souls.

Kaijin tapped the tip of his dagger against his boot deep in thought. There was no word from Meeko about Bu'laka and he still hadn't been able to get a solitary moment in with Cairne. Only good thing was Garrosh had been leaving him alone and not making him perform his 'special' duties. Yet, it was making him uneasy. This whole mess was making him dizzy.

A sudden shudder from the earth jarred him for his thoughts.

He placed the blade back into its sheath, stood up upon the edge and stood there, feeling his entire being shake and wave dangerously on the the edge. Eyes tightly shut against the glaring sun.

The thought of suicide did come to him many times. If he was dead, Gromjil could escape without worrying about his well being, he could free Gromjil from the chain that binds them to this mess.

But he couldn't do it. No, there was something more then just this current fate that he is meant to do. He didn't know what it was yet. But it was something, something important.

He opened his eyes, peering down below.

Cairne Bloodhoof came into his sight suddenly. He was walking towards the tower, a bag slung over his broad shoulder he was clearly prepared to travel. There was no one around him, no guards, no Garrosh, no one. Kaijin's heart soared with hope, he could get his warning to Cairne after all!

He walked with haste down the winding tower to meet Cairne half way down. Just as he rounded another corner, Cairne's towering form filled the narrow corridor.

Cairne halted in front of the human, giving him a welcoming smiling. “Ah, Kaijin,” He said heartily. “It is very good to see you again. I have not seen you since the feast.”

Kaijin nodded to the Tauren. “Yes, it has been a while.” He agreed. “However, though you might not have seen me, I was watching you.”

Cairne's looked at him confused.

Kaijin's throat suddenly went dry and tight, recalling the vision. “I need to warn you, Cairne.” His voice sounded stiff. “I need to warn you about your death.”

The Tauren chief looked slightly shocked, his widen for a mere second before his features went neutral. “Ah, yes.” He spoke in his deep, rumbling voice. “Thrall had said you have the gift of Sight.”

The young human looked grim. “It has been my curse of late, Cairne.” He admitted bitterly.

“Then speak, little one.” Cairne gently urged.

Kaijin gazed directly into the old bull's eyes. “You will fall to Garrosh, by his father's blade.” Cairne's eyes seemed to harden at Garrosh's name.. “I don't know how this terrible event transpired however, I wish it not to pass, this is why I wanted to warn you.”

The Tauren chief's paw came and rested gently on Kaijin's shoulder. “I thank you.” He said sincerely, his eyes softening once again. “I shall be weary of Garrosh and his actions to try to not provoke this sad outcome, though if it comes to pass, you mustn't blame yourself.”

The human gave him a sad smile. “Though you say that, the regret of not having the power to do more will haunt me.”

Cairne squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. “I must be off,” he said apologetically. “Matters in Thunderbluff are calling my name.”

Kaijin nodded. “Safe travels friend.”

The bull gave him a nodded to him in farewell, disappearing around the bend, his hooves echoing again in the tower and than slowly echoing to nothing.

Kaijin could only hope this would not be the last encounter with Cairne as he descended down the ramp.

*****

Night fell a lot quicker than what Kaijin would have liked. He rested his boots on top of the table, sitting back in the chair and waited. It was his own rebellious statement to Garrosh that he didn't own him entirely. He didn't like waiting for Garrosh like a wife waiting to pleasure her husband or a secretive mistress.

He heard the latch to the door scrape lightly against the metal as the door opened. It creaked and clattered shut, heavy boots thudded against the ground from behind him. Kaijin didn't even look in Garrosh's direction as the orc passed him. He was a little surprised Garrosh didn't snap at him, but instead, sad on the bed heavily and started to pry off his boots.

Kaijin saw the orc looked fatigued. His only guess the pressures of being war chief were starting to weigh him down and he was feeling that ever constant weight. It wasn't just about him anymore, he had a whole nation to consider. It wasn't an easy job being a leader, he saw that in Thrall in most days when he would come into his chambers, heavy with burden and fatigue.

He heard Garrosh sigh heavily as he laid back into the welcoming embrace of his bed, his eyes were closed. Kaijin slid his boots off the table, making as little sound as we could as he stood up to venture to his own 'bed'.

“Where do you think you're going?” A muffled voice demanded.

Kaijin had to stop a sigh of disappointment, turning his attention to Garrosh who was glaring at him. “I was hoping to go to bed.” He replied.

Garrosh was sitting up again, looking at him intently, his eyes seemed fixated on his face. Kaijin could probably guessed the wound on his cheek was the cause of Garrosh's intense stare. However, he didn't say a word, instead he tossed something to him.

Kaijin looked down at the item Garrosh tossed him. It was an amulet. Circular with intricate designs around the edge that seem to shimmer with magic. His fingertips traced the odd scripture that shimmered too with magic. He felt a dread holding this item, like it would consume him in someway.

“What's this?” He finally asked.

Garrosh stood up and advanced him. “I would like to know this too.” He replied, taking the item back, looking at it. “It was found on your 'lovers' person.”

Kaijin's head snapped up in surprise looking up at Garrosh. Gromjil had this item? But from where? From whom?

“Judging from your expression you knew nothing of its existence.” Garrosh concluded, walking away from him and setting the amulet on the table beside his bed.

The human felt wary suddenly. “If that is all, war chief,” He said tiredly. “I am going to retire to my beloved prison.”

Before he could hear an answer from Garrosh, he heard the distinctive sound of the door latch scraping open. The doors creaked open as a orc came storming in followed by two guards and an drugged up Gromjil.

Kaijin narrowed his eyes at Garrosh. “What is going on?” He demanded, his voice low.

The guards practically tossed the troll into the chair, reattaching the shackles to the chair, to keep him immobile. The two guards saluted the other orc and retreated to the room, slamming the doors shut. The other orc stood beside the prisoner.

“Simply put,” replied Garrosh suddenly, a grin on his lips. “Punishment.”

Kaijin now remembered the orc, it was the warden from the private prison which caught him off guard and gave him this wound – Marduk Shatterfist. A cold chill ran down his spine. They knew it was him.

“For what?” Kaijin feign innocent. “I have done nothing!”

Garrosh laugh was deep and harsh and boomed around the room. “Please,” he said, advancing on the human. “Shatterfist identified you as the rogue trying to free the troll!” He reached down and gripped the humans hands together, his other lightly brushing against the wounded cheek.

Kaijin tried the shrink away from the touch, he tried to plead more, however, his mouth and nose were covered by cloth which was soaked in something. He already inhaled once and tried to stop inhaling more yet, his head became dizzy and his body started to feel warm.

The cloth was removed but the other orc was behind him, his hard on pressing into his back. He could feel his breath near his ear and the moist air sent quivers down his spine. Than he realized what he was drugged with.

“An aphrodisiac.” he muttered.

Garrosh grinned at him, releasing his hands and face. “A very powerful one as well.” Garrosh said amused. “I think you owe the warden some of your time for all the trouble you caused him.” He jerked his head to the direction of Gromjil. “Give your lover a good a show would you.”

Kaijin barely suppressed the agonizing cry of despair which was covered by a moan as a hand brushed his nipple. Damn this drug! He was already aroused and sensitive. He heard the orc behind him chuckle, brushing his hand against his nipple again.

“Nice an' sensitive.” He whispered into the human's ear.

“You fucking son of a bitches!” Kaijin whispered harshly.

Garrosh's hand was on his throat, tightening in warning. “Remember,” he warned. “You do anything, we will kill the troll without a second thought.”

Kaijin could only narrow his eyes in defiance.

Shatterfist's hand was gripping his hair suddenly, bringing him to his knees and eye level to his engorged green shaft. “Come on baby,” he licked his lips. “Show me a good time!”

Kaijin felt ill as he took the cock into his mouth. The taste of sweat and leather assaulted his taste buds as he sucked the warden. He felt the hand on the back of his head urging him to take the orc deeper. It felt almost impossible with the girth and length to take even half of it.

His eyes watered as the orc started to impale his mouth with his cock. Kaijin could barely contain the gagging sounds, which only seemed to spur Shatterfist even more with his relentless assault.

Another heavy green cock came into his blurred vision. He gazed up at Garrosh who was looking as smug as ever. With a glare he gripped the orcs cock, stroking the length as Shatterfist raped his mouth thoroughly.

Shatterfist pulled out but Kaijin barely got a lungful of air before Garrosh shoved his shaft into his mouth forcibly. He changed hands and continued to stroke Shatterfist's member.

“Moan more.” He heard Garrosh demand. “I know you are enjoying this.” He grinned wickedly down on at the human.

Kaijin sucked Garrosh more, this time moaning around his cock. His cheeks were flushed and his body felt too warm. His pants were too tight with his own erection wanting to be freed. He felt overly disgusted with himself as he sucked and stroked these cocks and more so at his erection.

The war chief pulled out his cock, slapping Kaijin on the cheek with it and leaving a wet smudge. “Undress whore.” He commanded.

On shaky legs, Kaijin stood, glaring death at the both of them. His hands shook as he unbuttoned his pants and untied his jerkin. He slipped out of them effortlessly and stood before them naked.

“Well he is enjoying this.” chuckled the warden, stepping up to the human and gripped his erection. “What a true slut.”

Kaijin could barely contain the moan that nearly erupted from his lips. He couldn't move for Garrosh was behind him blocking his escape as Shatterfist continue to pump him his swollen cock. His body quivered in pleasure. He bit his lip to keep silent. Garrosh's hands where brushing up along his stomach inching their way to his chest where he pinched his nubs. Kaijin couldn't suppress the slight moan that escaped his lips.

“I think he's all ready for you war chief.” the warden chuckled, ceasing his movements.

Garrosh gripped the human's hair in a tight hold, directing him to the table, making him lay on his stomach on the surface. Parting the human's ass cheeks to gain unrestricted access and placed the head of his cock to the entrance.

Kaijin didn't lift his head, he didn't want his eyes to meet with Gromjil's at this moment. He forced his body to relax to hopefully make the pain and damage more bearable. He gripped the edge of the table and muffled scream as the orc forced himself into him brutally. Tears welled up and Kaijin's body shuddered in pain.

Garrosh felt that tight warmth of Kaijin's passage clamp down around him. The scream just made it more delicious. “I can see why the troll likes to fuck you.” He panted. “Scream more for me!”

The orc set a brutal pace, fast and hard and faster and harder. Kaijin felt his hips bruise against the metal table as he was fucked. With a sickening feeling he realized the pain was slowly becoming pleasure as Garrosh started hitting that sweet spot inside. It felt even more intense with the drug in his system. He saw Shatterfist stroking himself out of the corner of his eye.

“Can I have a turn war chief?” Shatterfist asked lustfully.

With a grunt, Garrosh let his memeber slip free from Kaijin's passage. The human sagged to the ground panting and shaking. “He's all yours.” He grinned.

The other orc didn't waste anytime. He rolled the human over onto his back, and bent his knees back as he dove his cock into the already abused passage. Shatterfist groaned at the tightness and started to pound into him deeply.

Kaijin hated this position. He couldn't cover his face or muffle his moans and whimpers. Once again as the pain subsided, the pleasure over intense as Shatterfist hit that spot in him. He couldn't stop moaning like a useless whore in heat.

“Yeah,” Shatterfist grunted. “Moan for my cock!”

Kaijin's head was tilted to the side by Garrosh and again his mouth was fill with cock. Kaijin glared at Garrosh as he sucked him.

“You know the more you glare at me, the more I like it.” Laughed Garrosh, diving his member deeper into the human's mouth.

Shatterfist continued to pound the human's ass with ferocity. His hands dug deep into the globes of flesh of the rogue's ass, leaving deep bruises. He grunted with every thrust in pleasure, soon nearing his end. With a loud victories cry, he emptied himself into the shaking body, his cum filling up the human. Not a moment later, the human was gagging was Garrosh's hot seed as he released himself into the rogue's mouth.

Both had pulled out, leaving the human laying on the floor with semen dripping from his mouth and passage and looking utterly defeated. The two orcs were staring down at him with victorious grins. Without a minute wasted Garrosh hoisted the human up like a rag doll and sat him on the lap of the troll.

Kaijin looked up at his partners face. The paralyzing drug was working. He didn't move or utter a word as he was placed down. He felt tears well up and the overwhelming feeling of disgust flooded his entire being. He didn't know what Garrosh was planning but he was near breaking.

“Now it looks like you need some relief.” Garrosh whispered in his ear. He slid his hand down to the human's erection and gripped it.

His body jerked up in surprise and alarm. Kaijin's eyes widen in panic, his body trying to move away from the orc. He wanted to beg Garrosh to let him be, that he had enough. But his mouth wouldn't utter those words, instead a heinous moan past his lips.

Garrosh pumped his cock deep and slow, enticing illicit moans and whimpers from the human. A grin curved on his lips. He stroke warm flesh faster and firmer making the human squirm in pleasure and resistance. It was a wonderful sight to see the human fighting internally against the drug.

He whispered again into Kaijin's ear. “Release your dirty seed on your lover.”

And with a regretful sob and moan, Kaijin came. His hot semen jutting on his partner's stomach and thighs. He collapsed against Gromjil, tears running down his cheeks unconsciously as he whispered against his chest “I'm sorry, forgive me Gromjil.”

*****

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