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The Problem With Pandaria	By : Fulgrom Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3575 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Problem With Pandaria
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"I hate this place..."
"Truly? It's not that bad, the scenery is quite nice."
"Don't mock me. You know I hate that."
"You seem to hate a lot of things. Quite unusual for your kind. Aren't you usually the gentle, peaceful people? While mine are the ones who hate everything?"
"We tauren may be peaceful, but not every one of us is some simpering , spineless oaf sniffing flowers."
"Obviously."
"And while you may not say out loud that you hate everything, I've yet to hear you say you've liked anything!"
"I like licorice. And I find foot rubs agreeable as well..."
"Really? Licorice? Such a foul tasting candy... And when did you get a foot rub?! I'd think it'd be difficult to find someone willing to touch your feet in your... condition..."
"Oh sure, ask a girl what she likes, then tell her she has icky feet. You sure know how to make someone feel welcome."
"Sorry Tish. You know me. I tend to gripe when I'm upset."
"You've been upset for weeks Kordek. I may be a patient person, but even I have limits when it comes to listening to you whine."
"I'm just tired of this Pandaria place. The heat is unbearable, the natives are slovenly and gluttonous, and, I just miss being home."
"How long has it been since you were back?"
"Three years now. Since I left for Northrend. You?"
"I don't know. Not that I could go back anyways. I died of the plague. Spent some time as a death knight for the Lich King. Then, after Light's Hope Chapel, I've been fighting nonstop for the Horde. I doubt I have a home left to go home to."
"Well, when you say it like that, I suppose my plight is a little less burdening..."
"Don't worry about it old friend. I've known you for a couple years now, I know you're not a selfish person. But, whatever has gotten under your skin lately has put you in a foul mood."
Kordek didn't answer. Instead, he stared deeply into the flames of the camp fire, stoking the fire with a long stick. He breathed deep and let out a long sigh.
"It's this place. Even in the bowels of Icecrown Citadel I was happy and jovial. When we were face to face with Ragnaros himself in the Firelands, I wasn't agitated at all. But, here? It's as if something in the air itself grates at my nerves, leaving them raw. I am quick to anger, easily frustrated, deeply saddened. It's so difficult to find joy, happiness, love even? It's no wonder these panda people drink themselves into a coma."
He himself took a heavy drink from his flagon, wiping his mouth and letting out another sigh.
"There's got to be something you can think of that would make you happy? Something that could break this rut you're in?" Tish asked, removing her helm, her long blonde hair falling down around her shoulders. Bright azure eyes gazing at her friend as she waited for his reply.
"Mmm..." he thought. "You remember Vianna?"
"The troll shaman?"
"Yeah. She was great. Always knew how to make me laugh. And if that didn't work, she had... 'other'.. ways to get a grin out of me." he chuckled.
"Other ways? Like what?" Tish asked, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm.
"Well, you know... she and I used to.. *ahem* get along.."
"Ah, so your camaraderie was spiritually fulfilling?" she teased.
"You know what I mean!"
"So, if she couldn't make you laugh, she'd jump your bones?"
"When you say it like that, it sounds dirty... It was just a few times. We were both feeling a little lonely, and a little frisky. So, we kind of solved each others' problems so to speak." he explained, clearing his throat as he finished.
"What happened to her anyways?" Tish asked.
"Not sure. We went our separate ways in Hyjal. I haven't heard from or about her since."
"I know the feeling. I lost track of my friend Pietro as well."
"The rogue? I didn't know you two were friends."
"I know! Who could ever believe the frigid ice queen death knight could feel compassion for someone! Let alone a homely forsaken rogue with half a jaw!"
"I never said that!" Kordek protested.
"You did call me a frigid ice queen..."
"That was one time! ONE time! And you've never let that go!"
"Words hurt more than weapons sometimes my fine warrior friend."
"And I've apologized so many times I lost count. In fact, I apologized again two days ago at Halfhill! When will you forgive me?!"
"Some day. But, until then, I enjoy making you squirm."
"See? You're sadistic. And, you feign hurt when I assume you're going to do something sadistic. I can't win!"
"At least you're learning that. There's hope for you yet."
"This conversation hasn't made me feel any happier..."
"Well, I see I have no talent for making you laugh. But, I now know another way to get through this fun k that you're in..." she grinned, crawling towards him like a great cat.
"What... what are you doing?" he asked as she closed in, crawling up his chest until they were face to face. Her sinewy legs wrapped about his waist, as her pert bottom rested on his lap.
"Picking up where your troll friend left off..." she husked, her face closing on his, he could feel her breath as her lips brushed his. "Let's make you happy again, old friend." she whispered, her lips pressing against his as she forced a kiss.
Kordek felt his blood rush at her aggressiveness, a familiar stirring in his groin began as he became aware of the pressure of her privates on his own. He let her have her way for a few seconds more, her ravenous tongue exploring his teeth, then he seized her about the shoulders and gently, but forcefully pushed her back. "Wait. We shouldn't be.. I mean you and I couldn't..." he protested.
"And why not? You're a virile, relatively young male? And I'm a perfectly willing, receptive female. I fail to see what the problem is?"
"Well aren't you... undead? Would you even be able to?" he stammered.
Tish just chuckled. "Ah, you figured I'm all dried up and cold like a cadaver, eh?"
She seized his hand about the wrist, peeling it from her thigh. She brought it to her stomach, pressing his palm to her belly, before slipping his fingers beneath the waist of her britches. He felt the tickle of her pubic hair on his palm before his fingertips glided along her moist slit. She reached down over her britches, gripping his hand from the outside, as she forced one of his fingers into her. A pleasant moan came from her as his thick digit slid deep into her passage. She held him there with her hand, squeezing him within her.
"See? Does that feel cold to you?"
"No... not cold at all..." he gasped. She cooed as he took the initiative and began fingering her.
"Yessss... like that..." she hissed, grinding her mound into his hand. "Get it all nice and slippery. She's got a big meal ahead of her..."
"You can't mean... Would it even fit?" He asked, gasping as she leaned in and began gently biting at his neck. He could feel his skin ripple with goose bumps.
"It will fit... You'll see..." she whispered. She reached back down, pulling his hand from her nethers. She held it before him so that he could see his glistening finger, slick with her juices. "Taste me..." she ordered. Kordek obliged, slipping it into his mouth, sampling her heady flavor. She was sweet, with a slight metallic taste. "You like?" she asked.
"Yes... very much.." he replied, her hand running along his strong jaw.
"Good.. good..." she hissed, standing up before him. She unfastened her britches and slipped them off. Kordek found himself face to nethers with her glistening, puffy lips. Tish seized him by the horns, pulling him towards her. "Now be a good boy and drink up..."
He made no answer, instead opening his mouth to slide his tongue along the cleft of her sex. Tish moaned and strained to her tippy toes as she tried to keep that soft, warm, wonderful tongue on her sensitive sex. "Mmmnnn.. yesss..." she moaned. She began panting as the large tauren flickered his tongue over and over her pussy. She rocked back and forth, humping herself against his hot mouth. His hands glided up her legs, caressing her soft skin as he reached her waist. He reached in with both hands, gently pulling her swollen labia apart, stabbing his tongue inward to drink her honey straight from the source. She cried out as his tongue reached her swollen bud. He lapped and suckled at her clit, fellating the forsaken's most sensitive area. Her breathing became rapid and labored, Kordek could feel her muscles ripple and strain as she tried to stay standing. He moved one hand to press a thick digit back into her quaking pussy as he pulled her clit into his mouth for one last suckle.
"Dark Lady yesss!" she cried out. "Aaaauugh! NNNnngh!"
Her thighs pressed hard against the sides of Kordek's muzzle, the pressure growing as her body quaked. He swallowed mouthfulls of her creamy girl cum, as her pussy squeezed his tongue with strong, but waning pulses. Until, finally, she relaxed.
"Mmmm.. good boy..." she cooed. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked, moving a leg to run her foot along his swollen package, trapped in his leather pants.
"Yes..." He huffed, his face streaked with her cum, fur matted.
"Then perhaps you'll enjoy this?" she whispered, moving down to undo his belt.
"Tish..." he gasped, feeling his cock spring free into the cool night air. His eyes closing as he felt her hot breath puffing on the head of his member.
"Mmmm, you are a big boy, aren't you?" she grinned, handling his thick, mottled pole. She mused at its size, her fingers seized firmly about the base, as the shaft snaked up her arm, coming to rest near her shoulder. She gave him a few pumps, milking the tauren as she leaned in. "I can take this, you'll see..." she grinned.
"Suck me Tish.. I need it.." he groaned, his heavy balls lurching as a drop of pre seeped from the hole to run along his flared tip. She obliged, tracing the bead's trail back to its source. Her tongue swirled about the urethra of his cock, before she stuffed as much of his glans as she could into her mouth. Kordek grabbed handfuls of grass as his hips rose to push more of his cock into her tiny mouth. His head rolling back to moan into the night.
Her head bobbed in his lap, taking as much cock as she could fit into her, sliding inch after inch deep into her throat. Her lack of need for air allowed her to swallow him deeper than any woman had before, until at last, he looked down to see her staring back up at him, nose buried in the fur of his groin. A smile forming on her face as she pulled back, revealing his glistening cock, until only the head remained, then diving back down. For what seemed like an eternity, she took him to the hilt over and over, bringing him to the very edge.
"Tish.. I'm gonna cum... " he groaned, whimpering as he felt her pull his shaft from her mouth, leaving it to hang, throbbing in the air.
"Not yet you won't. You still have to fill me up right." she teased, standing back on her feet.
"I still don't know how you're going to get all that into your pussy."
She reached down and grabbed the turgid member, fingers circling behind the thick head, as she rubbed it along her slit.
"You will see non-believer... Behold the skills of a sword maiden of Acherus!" she boasted.
She nestled the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy, hands moving to his shoulders as she began bending her knees. The pressure of her body on his cock as she lowered herself began to make the shaft bow, before her resistance gave way and the meaty cock head slipped into her tight hole. They both moaned as her body worked to pull him deeper.
Lower and lower she sank until her pussy could take no more. All but a couple inches had made it into her vessel, her abdomen swelling from the fullness.
"See? It can fit!" she beamed with pride.
"Not all of it..." he grinned.
"It's enough... More than enough for you..." she husked, biting her bottom lip as she began to ride him.
"Yesss... more than enough..." he moaned, hands gripping her about the waist, helping to pull her off his pole, before pulling her back down to impale her on his manhood.
She worked over his member, the night silent save for the panting of their breath, and the noises of their bodies meeting in a forbidden dance. He closed his eyes to relish in the feeling of her most intimate parts welcoming him in an exquisite embrace, rivulets of her juices running down his shaft, pooling about his swollen balls. He could smell her body now, not fetid and pungent as one would think, but soft with a spice to it. Her scent became overpowering as she leaned against his head for support. Her hands gripped his horns once more as beads of perspiration dropped from her skin onto him. Her hips straining as her muscles began to ache. He could hear her ragged breath and the pounding of her heart as his head lay nestled between her breasts. She was close to another orgasm, and he was nearing his own, the pressure of release building at the base of his cock. It was at that moment that he felt his inhibitions leave him completely, his hands reaching up to cup her face, moving his lips to hers as he kissed her passionately. The shock and surprise caught Tish off guard, her body stiffening, before melting into his arms. She moaned long and hard into his mouth as her orgasm ripped through her body, her already tight pussy clamping down hard on his cock. Kordek returned her moan with one of his own, the first heavy pulses of his cream fired deep into her womb, blasting her with what felt like gallons of his potent seed. Streamers of cum burst forth from the tight seal of her pussy around his cock, painting his dark brown fur with splashes of white. The two embraced each other tight as they rode out the crest of their shared orgasm, heavy breaths panted into each others' ears as her vessel milked his deflating balls dry, the results of their union leaking from her now battered sex to pool about his groin and onto the grass below.
They finally broke the embrace, staring deep into each other's eyes as Tish achingly moved to dislodge his girthy, flagging member from her. His cock fell from her to slap against his belly, a fresh gush of his cum pouring from her now gaping hole. She reached down and slipped two fingers into her vessel, gathering his cream and tasting it.
"You have a nice flavor. I may have to sample you again some time." she mused.
"Indeed..." he panted. "I won't stop you if you try."
Wiping herself clean, she collapsed into his lap, head resting on his chest. She idly traced circles in his fur as she stared up at him. "So, how do you feel now?" she asked
"You know... this place ain't half bad..." he chuckled, squeezing her tight to him.
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