"No! Uh..." Kimels hadn't really thought about that. She needed to come up with an explanation and fast. "The herbs don't do anything on their own! I need to focus my energies through the staff or else it won't work!"
"Oh, that makes sense." Pyrista replied with a nod of acknowledgement, Shamanistic magic wasn't her area of expertise anyways so who was she to question its methods? Kimels breathed a soft sigh of relief, that was a close one.
"Alright, now tilt your head upwards and relax your throat." She ordered, coming around to the front where Pyrista was. The Draenei had obeyed her orders, her head was close to perpendicular to the rest of her body, while her mouth was wide open and her tongue hung as low as it could possibly go. Something about this position just seemed to come naturally to Pyrista, especially after everything that had happened to her today. Could she be turning into some kind of slut? No, no that couldn't possibly be it. She was just getting relaxed and comfortable, yeah that had to be it. "Alright... get ready." Said Kimels. Pyrista could swear she heard something in her voice, something not unlike what the Worgen and Tauren earlier had sounded like. Almost like a...growl? Or a purr? Nah, she was just imagining it. It seemed she still had some residual lust leftover from before.
"Here it comes!" With that, Kimels pushed forward, sinking the tip and a good couple of inches into Pyrista's mouth. Even with the warning, Pyrista wasn't quite prepared for it. Although she wasn't quite as big as Maiirn or Martin, Kimels was still packing quite a lot of girth. More than enough to stretch Py's mouth out and make her cheeks bulge. "Alright, now stay relaxed...I need to make sure I get to your whole throat." With a sly grin, Kimels began to move back and forth.
Pyrista sputtered and gagged, taking in deep breaths whenever she had a chance to. There was something...off about this staff. The texture wasn't like any wood she had ever encountered, and the taste of it was kind of...salty, meaty almost. It was a familiar taste to her, one that she couldn't really identify right now. Maybe the herbs were common ones used in cooking? It would explain why Kimels didn't want her to see what they were, if they were so easily obtained anyone would be able to copy the recipe. Funny thing though; whatever this ointment was, there seemed to be more than an ample amount of it on this staff. Almost as if It was actively being produced out of it.
"Ow-ah!" Kimels caught herself before she cried out in pain. "No teeth!" she exclaimed. Although she still wanted to maintain the illusion, she still wasn't keen on having her cock bitten. Even through the blindfold, she could tell that Pyrista was shifting to a look of confusion. It seemed she would have to come up with another excuse and fast. "It's uh... It's a softwood staff!" she finally said. "Really rare wood, especially around here. I can't replace it easily if you damage it, so please keep your teeth off it; you'll leave marks." Oh of course, Pyrista hadn't really thought about that. It certainly didn't feel like a hardwood staff anyways. She would have offered an apology if her mouth wasn't currently full. On Kimels' request, she lifted her teeth off the shaft. Kimels gave it a few testing thrusts before resuming her pistoning once she was sure there was no more risk. "There we go..." she said, doing her best not to moan lest she alert the Draenei. "Just a little more work...you're doing great..."
Back and forth she moved, rapidly building up momentum on every stroke. Kimels let out a soft groan, just loud enough to let her current emotions out but not enough to alert Pyrista. She had to admit, the Draenei's mouth and throat felt really good, even if she wasn't actively participating in it. Kimels kept up the pace for a good while, just relishing the sensations of Pyrista's throat. She could have satisfied herself with just this; fucking her throat hard and fast until she blew her load straight down this Draenei's gullet. But Kimels had already come this far, and now that she had a taste for it, she just had to see how much she could push this little deception. Besides, Pyrista's pussy just looked oh-so sweet and tempting...it would be a real shame to walk away without at least trying it out once. Of course, it would be...rude of her to not at least give the poor girl something for her trouble.
"Okay..." Kimels said with a sharp exhale as she withdrew from Pyrista's mouth. Through the cover of the sloppy wet sounds, she was able to quickly mutter an incantation and cast a quick spell upon her. The truth was she did know how to alleviate stress and tension, it was actually a really simple spell. She then laid a hand on Pyrista's neck, willing the flow of magic into it to relieve the symptoms she was currently feeling. "So... how do you feel?"
"A-amazing!" Pyrista exclaimed, reaching upward to check her neck. Sure enough, she no longer felt the aches and soreness she had accumulated from taking two (well, three) cocks in her mouth. "I don't feel a thing anymore! Th-thank you!"
"You're welcome!" chirped Kimels as she climbed onto the bed to get better access to Pyrista. Placing her hands on her back, Kimels slowly kneaded and massaged her way down from her shoulders. This would help sell the illusion a lot better as well as give her a minute or two to breathe. Besides, it also gave her an opportunity to admire Pyrista's body. It didn't take her too long to work out all the knots, it seemed she really did need this as badly as she insisted. Just what kind of activity had she been doing? Kimels only saw this kind of tension and soreness after a long dungeon crawl, raid or a night of frenzied sex. Probably something like the first two, she seemed way too sweet and pure to indulge in that kind of thin, especially given how easily she was falling for Kimels' deception. When she came to the smooth round protrusion of Pyrista's butt, Kimels bit her lower lip in arousal. She would have loved nothing more than to just dive right in and motorboat the hell out it. But there's no way she would be able to get away with that. With restrained precision, she carefully fondled and massaged the Draenei's derriere, trying her hardest to mask it as anything other than groping. "Okay... now tell me where you feel tense the most..."
"I um..." Pyrista paused, pondering how to phrase it without alerting the Goblin to her previous activities. "I'm feeling it most in my um... my core?" that gave Kimels a moment of pause. Her core? As in right at her center or the other more euphemistic meaning? Her visage twisted into a wicked grin. This Draenei was making it way too easy for her.
"Well...I do have something for that..." she alluded slyly. "But it's a little ah...unorthodox."
"What do you mean?" Pyrista asked in confusion.
"Well... if I'm going to heal your ah, core..." continued Kimels. It was time to go big or go home. This might very well backfire in her face. But if it worked? Well, suffice to say the opportunity was just way too good to pass up. "Then I'm going to have to work my magic inside you. DEEP inside you if you catch my drift.
"Deep inside me? What do you me- "it suddenly hit Pyrista what Kimels was referring to. Her mouth hung open in shock, and her eyes probably were following suit behind the blindfold. "Wait do you mean my... down there?"
"'Fraid so." Kimels said, framing the idea as if it were an unfortunate but necessary evil. Even though she was giddy about going balls deep inside her. "It's about the only way I can work my magic deep enough."
"I-I don't know..."
"Hey, if you don't want to that's totally fine." Kimels said with a fake air of indifferent acceptance. I suppose I can just leave it as it is and treat the rest of you. I'm sure it's not too bad..."
"W-wait!" Pyrista interrupted. Kimels' heart lit up at this. Could it be working. "I-I guess I can try it..." she muttered sheepishly. It couldn't be any rougher than the Worgen and Tauren had been. "Just um... be careful with me?"
"Oh don't worry!" Kimels reassured. "I'll do it gently at first, make you more comfortable. It's all about your healing process after all!" The Goblin was protesting a little too much, but thankfully Pyrista wasn't picking up on it. "I may have to go a little more intense later but by then the magic will be working its, well, magic." She said with a slight chuckle.
"A-alright..." Pyrista said, parting her legs a little bit and bracing herself. Somehow, she was far less embarrassed about the idea than she thought she would be. It seemed that today's whole sequence of events had lowered her inhibitions quite a bit. Besides, like the Goblin had said, this was just a healing massage, there was nothing lewd about it...right?
Kimels meanwhile was grinning so wide the smile could have taken the top of her head off. Taking her cock in hand she rubbed along the outside of Pyrista's sweet pussy, just savoring the moment of anticipation before she went all out. "Just gonna give the outside a little coating of the ointment." She fibbed, quickly covering her tracks while she smeared precum everywhere. In the corner of her mind, that last bit of hesitation within her wondered if the Draenei was on any birth control, because with the rate she was leaking and how small and tight that hole looked there was no way she was going to be able to pull out (not that she really wanted to anyways). Were Draenei and Goblins even compatible? Ah well, probably not. After teasing the lips for a minute, Kimels finally reached the end of her restraint, and with only a moment of properly aligning herself she uttered one last warning; "Alright, brace yourself!" With that she pushed forward and sunk a good half her length in right away. Almost immediately, she had to bite down hard on her lower-lip to keep herself from crying out at the sensation. Spirits, what a pussy! The hole was very tight and wet, yet still carried just the right amount of give to allow her inside. It even coiled and squeezed around her exquisitely, almost the way an experienced girl would. It seemed the Draenei had some natural instincts behind her, no way a sweet girl like her could have that much experience. Kimels had to hold herself for a minute or so to catch her breath and properly steel herself against the onslaught of pleasure she was about to be assailed with. "How's that?" she finally grunted, quietly breathing in and out to center herself. Hopefully Pyrista didn't hear that.
