24 years after the opening of the Dark Portal
Wetlands
Menethil Harbour
He awoke with a start; cold sweat ran down his back as his heart raced like a race horse. Will panted for air as his consciousness was taken away from the nightmare. He heard it rain outside, making him feel terrified yet hopeful for a heartbreaking moment. The moment passed when he saw the sleeping form of Olgra lay next to him, still deeply asleep. He recognized the room as their inn room back in Menethil. He was not back in Gilneas.
He took a moment to calm his heart, he turned again to his lover. She lay with her back to him. He would've thought she was dead were it not for the blanket that covered them still moved up and down with her breathing. Seeing her calmed him, made him feel grounded. Will could not help but smile. She was so beautiful in her own way. Fierce, loyal yet innocent...they had made love every night ever since they met. He had taken her every way a man could have a woman. Who knew he would fall so in love with an orc? Even this night he had filled her gullet with his seed and afterward emptied himself in her twice more. It's a good thing humans and orcs could not have children or surely there would be consequences.
He had to stop himself from straying her shoulder as he did not wish to wake her. With the grace of a drunken ogre, Will attempted to slide out of bed and walk to the window. The wooden floor creaked only slightly but to Will it sounded like a giant was barreling through. He stepped over their clothing which lay strewn around the floor, discarded in their heat of passion.
The sellsword moved as slowly as he could to the window and took a glance outside. It was raining hard; no doubt it was a storm that was raging. No-one was outside, even none of the guard dared to be out in this weather. It was pitch-black outside save for the odd brazier that was not burned out by the storm or the lighthouse on top of the fortress.
"It always rains in Gilneas..." he muttered to himself. He heard the creaking floorboard again, he did not need to turn to know who had just woken up.
"Will, why are you awake?"
Olgra placed her arms across his waist, the heat coming from her body warmed him as her breasts were pressed against his back. She rested her head on his shoulder." Come back to bed. I'm cold..."
He placed his left hand on hers while the right on the back of her bald head.
"I will in a moment..."
"Bad dream again?" She kissed his neck. Already he could feel his manhood twitch like a corpse being revived." Same one?"
"Same one." he replied. He dreamt of wolves; of things he knew that could not be. He dreamt he was sleeping with a woman, A Gilnean woman with short brown hair...one he distinctly remembered. It all felt so real, him nibbling on her pearl, his manhood lancing her, her breasts moving with every thrust and the release of his seed into her waiting womb. She said something, something he couldn't understand...fully in the throes of the afterglow. He then felt himself change, grow taller, larger...she screamed as his teeth lunged at her bare breasts, her claws ripping her tendons apart like pulling apart chicken with your bare hands. Rendering her body to bloody ruin before bursting through the window into the rain, a horrible howl erupting from his maw.
Olgra turned him around so he could face her, her hand on his cheek, a look of worry." My people believe dreams have meaning..."
"What is the meaning?" Will sighed.
She shrugged." I am no shaman...but perhaps we must hasten our journey to your kingdom."
"Maybe...we got one more job to do, get some more coin before we can send off..." Will sighed. Olgra lifted his chin up with one of her grey fingers." You're my wolf..." She pressed her lips on his, a kiss hungrily shared between the two. He felt her hand go to his manhood and began to jerk it. It needed not much encouragement for it to come to attention.
Will held her in his arms and pressed her against the window, their tongues dancing to a tune both knew all too intimately well. His heart was racing as his hands went to her lover's bum, cupping the grey cheeks as he lifted her up. He placed her on the window sill, her legs already parted. The embers of their lovemaking of mere hours ago ignited again. He plummeted his erect manhood inside his orcish lover once more.
"AH! WILL!" Olgra cried as they again became one once more. He stroked in and out of her, the weight of her bum falling up and down on the window sill with each plummet. Her grey breasts moved up and down like galloping horses with each thrust. The sellsword suckled on one black nipple like a babe, he always loved his mate's tits.
"Yes, yes, yes...!" Olgra gasped with each lance. She braced against the cold, wet window, the juxtaposition of the frigid glass with the hot man in front of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him like a vice grip.
Will held her up by her arse as he plunged into her. She was screaming her pleasure, a mix of common and orcish. He pulled her in closer, burying her to the hilt, and smothered her mouth with his. He felt her humming down his throat as the pleasure took hold off both. He pulled away from her, leaving a long strand of saliva where their mouths had met. He changed tactics.
Instead of rapid thrusts he changed tactics to slow, powerful impacts. Each impact made Olgra shudder, a groan from each which made Will bring himself one step closer to his own release.
She must've seen his face or learnt by now how long he could last in a straight-up shag. Olgra panted as she nodded, the need for it clearly in her yellow eyes. With the permission granted, Will raced for the finish. Before long, his seed once more filled her orcish womb that night...neither knowing that it was no longer needed, that fate had already been decided the first night they lay together.
With a sigh he pulled out of her, his cock a mix of his seed and her juices.
He gently placed her down on the floor, his knees shaking slightly. She immediately fell down to her knees and took his still erect manhood in her mouth, licking and sucking in clean like her life depended on it. Still sensitive after his eruption, the sensation was even more palpable. He placed his hand on the back of her head again and guided her motions.
Where did she learn this, he asked himself.
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Will's cock was not the only one Olgra had tasted that day. Earlier, Sida the dwarven woman had taken a soft spot too Willa, Olgra's human alter ego, and had taught her the finer techniques of pleasuring a man. The only thing she knew about it was the orcish way, which was being taken from behind like an animal until the man filled you with his seed and was done with you, and the things she picked up from Will.
While Will was doing tasks with Hadgar and Willa was not too busy with her trading shop, she took time to go see her. They were in her home where Sida was servicing a human man. He was a sailor of some sorts, a gruff-looking man. He wore red trousers and a white shirt which revealed quite a bit of his chest.
He was clean-shaven with short black hair and a hairy chest, hairier than Will's.
"This is me friend, Jack." she said as she introduced him." He'll be your partner fer today."
The man gave a quick nod." We starting or not? I got to meet my partner in thirty minutes."
"Alright, alright...keep yer breeches on." Sida chuckled." Or rather..." she began to untangle his belt. The red trousers fell to the floor and revealed his manhood. It was big, larger than Will's. She had seen bigger on Orcs but not by much.
