"Yrel! Yrel!" The vindicator looked up from her logistics report at the commander. A rather weak-looking human male. His short blonde hair was unkempt, yet his appearance was somehow pristine, making it all seem intentional. She forgave herself quite a few times for wondering how the other world's Alliance awarded the man his own garrison. Yrel turned to acknowledge him. Much like with the goblin, she had to look down at the man, however unlike with the goblin she saw very little in him to make up for his lack in size. Not particularly strong, not particularly smart; an all-rounder.
"I assigned a few resources to send followers out and we received MORE resources and gold in return. I feel like we're making good progress in this war."
She lifted her silver brow, waiting to see if there was anything else. When there was nothing a smile was forced on her part.
"Oh, good. Congratulations, Commander." Yrel uttered enthusiastically. After a moment she caught him eyeing her figure through her new armor. A promotion granted her a shining set of plate and her accomplishments lead her to find a tremendously useful hammer, though it did not change how she was beneath it all. Extremely desirable.
"I was wondering if we could..." The man trailed off, looking down bashfully.
"Yes?" She knew what he was getting at, but did not want to make it easy for him.
"An expedition.." Yrel stared at him, waiting for the man to finish what he is saying, since he seemed to be trying to find the courage and the words to say it, rather than just come out with it.
"Into the bedroom."
"Oh." She paused and smiled to stifle a laugh, but the human mistook it for her being pleased by the offer. His face lit up. The vindicator shrugged. She and the man had a kind of relationship. They had performed that kind of 'expedition' a few times already ever since Yrel felt a momentary attraction when they first met. It was a minor spark that faded when his ineffectiveness shined particularly bright. She found herself more just accepting his advances out of habit.
"Okay."
Yrel was taken into his room where she stripped roboticaly from her heavy armor. The eight-foot tall woman felt some power and influence as the Commander regarded her sizable tits with some reverence. She knew that the man basically worshiped her body. As if to confirm this he uttered in awe as he closed the distance.
"Light, you're beautiful." As if it weren't enough he added.
"And strong!" She exhaled lightly.
"Independent and intelligent." Yrel sat back on the bed, laid down and looked off to the side so that he could not catch her indifference head-on. She allowed him to move closer and slide on top of her. The Draenei spread her thick thighs for him but all she could think as he entered her with his human prick was how different in size him and the goblin actually were. As the human did his best to pump, bracing himself by digging his hands into her plump tits, she mused that it couldn't actually be that different at all. In her mind, when she first saw the man's cock she assumed it would fit something as small as the goblin rather nicely. She held in a laugh as he fucked her at the thought that Chazix could actually be bigger, potentially; she hadn't seen. Panting, the human finished rather abruptly inside of her and cooed affectionately.
"I respect you so much. You're going to do great things. Everyone here thinks so."
"Uh huh." She sat up, subtly pushing the human off of her with ease so she could clean herself out and get dressed. On a whim she asked him something that had been on her mind in regards to the conclusions she was trying to reach.
"I'm thinking of an arrangement, but I don't know how well it would go over. Want to tell me what you think?"
"Of course!" He looked excited to receive any type of engagement after sex. Typically she would just leave right after.
As Yrel slipped expertly back into her armor she asked. "What if I don't think anymore except about what's in front of me. Complete instinct. You do the thinking." She wondered how he would react. She was offering the world and all he had to do was take advantage. It would be the smart thing to do.
"What?" The commander considered the question for barely a second to show that he gave it no thought.
"You mean like, you are just a big dumb animal?" Yrel stopped dressing and leaned forward with interest. She wondered if he was coming around. Maybe with the right prompting, she thought, he could reach the same conclusion.
"And... And I just control you like a pet?" She licked her lips subtly, waiting until he is done before she reacts.
"That's..."
"Yes?" Yrel stared at him seriously.
The human laughed. "That's funny! I don't know where that came from." He shook his head. Yrel leaned back with a disinterested sigh.
"No no. You're too good for that. You're a vindicator and soon-to-be Exarch. But... That's a weird thought. Probably wouldn't mention that again. It's... Like the stuff back home." He blushed.
Yrel perked up. "Yes?"
"We're not talking about it. It's a directive. You can't know about stuff from our timeline, within reason, of course."
Yrel rolled her eyes subtly and finished getting dressed. "I understand." She lied. Yrel marveled at the human Commander's reaction. Her hypothetical was not even the most extreme of the thoughts that had been swirling around in her head since the goblin left her to do his own thing, yet he reacted so badly to just that. She left for the stables.
