Orcish Desires

Orcish Desire

POLLY

I adjusted my pack as I stared at the mountain path ahead of me. The chill in the air bit at my red skin and I could already feel the tips of my ram like horns going numb. "Damn infernal blood, I'm made for hot environments." I grumbled as I kicked at the rocks with my hooves. I pulled my black cloak closer around the thick padded armor I had bought for this trip. I tucked my long black hair into my cloak and hoped things would get warmer.

The sudden sound of heavy footfalls had me scrambling into cover, ducking into a small cave away from the path. I watched as a large orc dressed in monks pants and beads walked up the path to the foot of the mountain steps. He paused and looked around his bright orange eyes lighting on the cave I hid in.

"Tell me little one. Why do you hide?" He said and I held my breath in hopes he would just ignore me. Instead he turned fully toward me and began to walk my way.

"Little imp, not only can I smell you. I can see you, I have a hunter's eyes. I am also not as stupid as my kin." He said and reached into the cave yanking me out by the hood of my cloak.

"Release me! I haven't harmed you!" I squealed and tried to wriggle away. He laughed and simply let me go. I almost darted back into the cave then realized how futile that would be.

"I mean you no harm." He said and crossed large muscular arms over an equally muscled chest.

"Sorry, I just don't normally like being around others. My kind is catty and others are...cruel." I said and he snorted.

"You think little one I do not know the assumptions that come with one's blood? That I am a brute and you are a demon." he said and I nodded and finally relaxed. His way was rough but he wasn't cruel.

"I'm Polly. It's nice to meet you. Are you here for the treasure too?" I asked and the monk laughed.

"I am Torg, and I have no need for such things. I make the climb for the sake of it." He said and I looked at him curiously.

"You're going up just to do it?" I asked and he nodded with a grin and I laughed at him. "That's silly, but you can come with me to try and find the treasure." I said my tail whipping back and forth happily.

"I will join you, little imp. The thought of company clearly makes you happy." Torg said and I grinned and turned toward the stairs, no longer feeling the cold as harshly.

TORG

I watched the little infernal run up the first few stairs, her excitement obvious at the adventure she perceived. This was my second trip up the mountain pass and I knew only the monastery sat at the peak. However disappointment builds character, so I would humor the little imp.

"Slow your pace, the mountain will not run from you." I said as I met her at the first of many meditation plaques along the path. She stared at it, her head tilting side to side.

"Torg? Can you read it?" She asked and I looked down at her in surprise. Surely she was kidding, she was no child.

"Surely you know the common letters and their sounds." I said and she nodded but looked at the ground in shame.

"No one ever taught me to put them together to make the words. I try on my own, but people laugh at me." She said and I raised a large brow, yes I got made fun of for being able to read so I understood.

"Let me help you then." I said and sat next to her on the ground pointing at the common on the bottom of the stone tablet. "'For travelers who search, a great revelation awaits. Travel the steps in contemplation, and find the true treasures of life.'" I read and she looked even more confused.

"So there IS treasure?" she asked and I laughed. She was definitely single minded.

"Treasure of a kind. You will figure it out." I said and stood moving to the next set of stairs. She popped up and followed after me, her hooves clipping along beside me.

"So how did you become a monk?" Polly asked me and I smiled. It was an interesting set of circumstances.

"My mother was wounded in battle. She sought shelter in a monastery where she stayed till she gave birth to me. Unfortunately her injuries cost her her life. I was raised by the monks, they taught me their ways." I told her and she watched me in amazement.

"Wow, that's really cool. I grew up in the circus. My mom got sick and passed away recently. We didn't have anything so I took off, the ringmaster had 'designs' for me." She said and I frowned.

"Do you mean he planned to take you by force?" I asked and her red skin darkened and tears sprang to her eyes.

" I don't feel like talking about it, okay, Torg?" She whispered and her body took a defensive posture. I felt a deep rage, she was still young, still at the bloom of her adulthood. No one should be subject to that violence.

"I'm sorry for bringing you discomfort, Polly." I said and we continued on in silence for a long while. She seemed deep in thought and I didn't wish to disturb her. My own thoughts were calm as I watched the heavy flakes of snow fall and the sun begin to sink behind the mountain peak.

"There is a cave not far from here. We can camp for the night there." I said and she nodded hustling to keep up with my longer strides. I had noticed she was tiring and figured it was time to stop anyway. I led the little imp to the cave and ushered her in as the snow began to pile up rapidly outside. The supplies I had stashed here previously were still there and the firewood was dry. I set up a campfire and Polly giggled as she approached the pile of wood.

"Want to see my special skill?" She asked and I nodded. She smiled broadly and snapped her fingers. The wood burst into flames as a campfire raged to life in front of us. I laughed and clapped my hands.

"A useful trick indeed. You have magical abilities. You have surprised me." I said and she smiled up at me, her red eyes shining.

"I can summon water, and change its, um, shape. Like if it's ice or mist. I also have an invisible hand I can control." She said and I felt something lifting my coin purse. I looked to see the little purse floating through the air. I grabbed it and felt a small tug of resistance then nothing.

"Ah, I see now why you prefer solitude, little thief." I said and she looked up at my coyly her hands tucked behind her back and the sound of clinking coins sounding in my ears. I grabbed my purse and found a hole in the bottom. She had stolen my coin.

"Don't take it personally, I have to eat too, and you look like you can hunt. I'm not that capable." She said and I snorted. She was most certainly capable of getting away with whatever she wanted. I sighed and started to set up my bed roll. She unrolled hers next to mine and set the pile of coins next to me, then plopped down and began to sew the hole on my coin purse.

"Curse you! How did you even acquire that again!?" I exclaimed in surprise but she only giggled and handed it back and winked at me.

"Just testing my skill monk. I promise I'm not just playing with you. I am after treasure." She said as she pulled off her cloak and I got to see her lithe body for the first time. She was well muscled and athletic, it was clear that despite her being small she kept her body in shape. Polly untied her leather armor and began to take it off revealing a tight fitting cotton shirt underneath. The shirt clung to her beautiful round breasts and I could see her dark red nipples through the white cotton.

"Torg?" She said my name like a question and I looked up at her as she shyly covered herself. "You were staring." she said, her face darkened with blush as she looked up at me with hooded eyes.

"I'm sorry Polly, that was impure of me." I said and turned away from her and laid down in my bedroll. I pulled the thick yak fur over me and tried to sleep as Polly laid against my back. She was covered up in some kind of red dragonkin scales and they radiated heat as she snoozed.

POLLY

I shivered it was cold, even the Faux red dragon pelt I was covered in wasn't keeping me warm. I looked over and saw the fire had gone out and all that was left of the wood was cinders. "That's not enough to light." I grumbled, then heard Torg rumble awake and turn over.

"The fire has died. Are you chilled, little imp?" He asked and I nodded, shivering. He raised the edge of his yak pelt and I scampered under at the invitation. I curled up against his warmth and sighed. I stretched out along his body and wrapped my tail around his leg. I tucked my head against his chest, my ram horns rubbing against his skin giving me shivers.

"How are you so warm?" I asked as my own body finally started to regain its unnatural warmth.

"I have been meditating and controlling how the energy flows through my body. Keeping myself warm." he said and I shook my head. I didn't understand it was like he was speaking another language. He laughed and hugged me to him, I could feel something hard pressing against my belly. I tried to ignore it and turned over so my back was to his chest. His large arms wrapped around my middle and pulled my back against him. The tip of his cock pressed insistently against my entrance through our pants.

"Torg, are you...do you want me?" I asked and he grunted and pulled me closer.

"Just go to sleep." He said and I closed my eyes, but the feeling of the massive cock head pressing between my legs made it difficult and I fell into a restless snooze.

I awoke shivering again, except this time Torg also shook. "T-torg, are y-you okay?" I asked and he growled his eye opening and that rock hard cock pressed against the wet spot in my pants.

"You were moaning in your sleep. The sound was...arousing." He said, trying to pick his words carefully. I could tell he was in pain from how aroused he was, and to tell the truth I had been dreaming of him. Of the giant cock pressing against me stretching me out and fucking me deep and hard. I let out a little whimper and he growled.

"Torg, I'm so aroused. Please help me. Help me, it hurts." I whimpered and pulled my pants off rubbing my soaking wet lips against the bulge in his loose pants.

"Do not tempt me, little demon, or you will meet the brute that I have kept locked away." he warned dangerously and groaned as I ground down on him. At the same time I slid my tail into his pants and yanked them down.

"POLLY!" he yelled as his cock sprang free and slapped heavily against my wet lips. I wrapped my hands around the shaft and began to grind my swollen clit against his head.

"Polly, oh gods." He groaned as I settled my ass back into him and got a rhythm grinding into him and increased my pace.

"Torg, I won't tell. Please just, oh gods, breed me!" I moaned and he snarled in my ear and grabbed my hips.

"Now you will have the brute, my little demon." He growled and flipped me over on my stomach, he raised my hips and hunched over me, his massive cock head pushing into my tight entrance.

"Torg! So big!" I cried as he slowly stretched me, but as soon as he felt I had stretched enough he began to slam his hips to my ass in a near bruising mating. I gasped as he hit the back of my channel and his cock pressed into my womb causing pleasure to explode through me. Torg grunted and growled over me, his sweat dripping onto my back as he worked toward his climax.

"I will fill you with my seed, little demon. We will find out if your body can bear my kin." He grunted as he straightened behind me and gripped my hips in his massive hands and began to drive me onto his cock as he thrust into me. All I could do was cry out as he mated me. My hand drifted down to my clit and I began to rub the swollen nub as he ground his cock into my womb and roared his seed beginning to pulse into me. I screamed and came hard around him, he grunted as my channel milked his sensitive cock.

"My sweet little imp, how you squeeze me in ecstasy. How your womb takes my seed. I am unsure if I can abide my oath knowing pleasure like this exists." He said as he pulled from me and his essence dripped from my lips. He frowned as it got on his bedroll. I giggled and cast a simple cleaning spell to get rid of the mess.

"A magical thief. How novel." He chuckled and pulled me close as he pulled his pants back up and cuddled me to keep me warm. We both fell asleep easily and had no more trouble with the cold for the rest of the night.

TORG

I gently woke Polly when the sun shone faintly through the snow that blocked our cave. She quickly dressed blushing as she put on her pants but made sure to wiggle her delicious ass at me while she did. As she threw on her cloak she turned to address the snow.

"Hmm, I think my firebolt spell will take care of this." She said and summoned a small ball of flames to her palm. She smiled and launched the ball at the wall of flame and the hiss of the snow melting was only matched by the chill of water at my feet. Sunlight lit the cave as the blockage was cleared and she stood proudly, the air ruffling her long black hair.

"You continue to amuse me, my imp." I said as I collected my bedroll and packed it onto my pack. She hopped over and did the same, rolling the scaled pelt in with her roll.

"I like to be useful. I'm glad I haven't been a burden." She said as we walked into the morning light.

"You are more a boon than a burden, little imp." I said before we set out in the thick snow from the storm.

We traveled well into the evening before the small cabin built by the monks for weary travelers came into view. "Very good, the cabin still stands. Let's gather some firewood." I said and Polly immediately ran off to the small outcropping of trees nearby. I went to the cabin to check that it was still intact. The cabin looked to have been maintained in my absence and the fireplace was clean and ready for wood.

"Is this enough?" Polly asked from behind me and I turned to see her arms and tail bundled with sticks and branches. I smiled down at her, she was quick and silent on her hooves.

"Yes my dear, that will be plenty." I said and took them from her and led her into the small cabin shutting the door behind her. With her help we quickly got a fire going and soon the small cabin was warm and toasty.

"Torg, can we...can we mate again?" She asked and my jaw dropped. She wanted to breed with me again, not only that. I took a deep breath and smelled her arousal as she began to undress for sleep. She shed her cloak and armor then her pants then she stood there in only her large cotton shirt looking lustfully at me.

"You wish to feel that passion again as well?" I said and stood shedding my pants and beads. I stood bare before her, the light from the fire reflecting off my dark green skin and well muscled body. My massive cock already stood tall with arousal for her. She practically purred as she laid back on the large bed and spread her legs to show me her beautiful pink pussy.

"Please, Torg, I want you inside of me again. Filling me up." She said and I crawled into the bed and over her settling between her legs. Her tail wrapped around my leg as I slowly entered her. Her tightness was nearly painful, just as before, and her unnatural heat made my head spin in lust. It took all of my training not to rail her like a beast. I felt her hooves latch around my waist as I fully seated myself in her channel, my thick cock head pressed firmly to her womb.

"You feel like the depths of hell, or perhaps this is what heaven is meant to feel like." I grunted as I began to move my hips. Polly's cries and gasps filled my ears as she clung to me. Her claws bit into my back as I began to thrust more roughly into her and her cries began to increase. Her heat seemed to intensify as she got closer to her orgasm, I hadn't noticed this before.

"Torg! TORG!" She screamed and I felt her pleasure squirting between as her channel clenched and spasmed around me. I roared and buried my fangs into the pillow by her head as I filled her womb with my cum. I felt her get tighter around me holding me in and keeping my seed from leaking out, her belly began to swell with the amount of my essence that filled her.

"I will birth your kin. My own little impling." She purred as she rubbed her belly, her eyes hooded in pleasure as her walls slowly released me.

"My little imp, are you in heat?" I asked as I stroked her hair away from her face. It would mean I'd been used. Used for her pleasure, and for breeding.

"Yes, but it's not the reason I decided to travel with you. I traveled with you because I felt I could trust you." She said quickly but that didn't explain why she had seduced me in the first place.

"Why seduce me?" I asked and she looked away, rubbing her arm and looking guilty.

"Because, your seed will make a good impling. I-i wanted to breed you as soon as I realized I was in heat." She said and I snorted angrily. She had used me, and she knew full well we were merely strangers passing nothing more. I got up from her and dressed not waiting when she called out my name or when I heard her crying.

POLLY

I cursed myself as Torg stormed out and I burst into tears. I had been alone for so long. I just wanted someone to rely on me and to keep me company. I rubbed my stomach and sighed, maybe Torg had been that.

"No, he would have gone back to the monastery. He wouldn't trade a life of mission for a life with a thief." I said to myself as I cleaned up and got dressed. I was exhausted but I couldn't stay, it was clear I had worn out my welcome once again. I left a simple apology note for Torg and slipped out into the cold night air.

TORG

After I had broken several of the large cedars that surrounded the cabin down, I took a deep breath and reassessed my situation. Polly most likely lived and traveled alone, considering how she ran when we met. She probably wants a child to keep her company on the road, she saw the opportunity to have a strong child and took it. The true question really was... 'Will I abandon my kin for the monastery?' I thought as I walked back to the cabin and saw fresh tracks going away from the door.

"Polly?" I whispered and rushed in only to find an apology note from her and her things missing. I heard a distant scream and ran in the direction it had come from. I found my imp surrounded by wolves and casting fire at them to keep them back. However she was clearly exhausted and her magic flickered and the wolves moved in.

"Leave her beasts!" I roared and the wolves rushed toward me. The first wolf that met my fist gave a yelp and fell dead as its neck snapped back from the force of my punch. The next wolf lunged at me and I slammed its head into my knee breaking its jaw. The other two wolves ran from me in fear as Polly collapsed.

"Polly!" I called and rushed to her, she was cold and I could tell her magic was low. She needed rest and warmth. I took her back to the cabin and relit the fire, laying out my bedroll by the fire and tucking her in. She would sleep till morning and she was too exhausted to try and fight it. I watched as she tossed and turned but finally rested, I settled in the bed and tried to rest while she slept.

I woke to Polly sitting on my bedroll, her tail flipping mindlessly back and forth and a dagger playing in her hands.

"Why would you come for me? I used you." She said and I winced it was true but I believe it hadn't been her intent to be malicious. Simply an act of convenience on her part.

"I still want your company, I find it quite nice. I'm actually thinking about staying on the road." I said and she gave me a small smile. The dagger went away and she stood coming over to the bed.

"I would like to continue to travel with you as well, Torg." She said and kissed me gently on the lips. Her lips were soft and she tasted like cinnamon. She ran her small pointed tongue over my lips and I opened my mouth to her. She whimpered as I returned her kiss, taking over and forcing my larger tongue into her mouth. Saliva dripped down her chin as I ravaged her, breaking from her mouth to kiss down her neck and nip at the skin with my fangs.