"Yrel!" The Commander panted as he hammered into her from behind as best he could. She could barely feel it, however. It was practically ignorable. Her quite large, eight-foot tall body was simply too much for the small human male to handle, that much was certain. For that reason she convinced him to 'make love' to her from behind. At least that way she was able to get some work done while he was doing his best to try to pleasure her. She turned the page on the manifest, her tail wagging back and forth idly as his cock plowed into her shallowly. She glanced back over her shoulder for a moment, which she knew right away to be a mistake. The human was encouraged by her attention and assumed it meant some participation on her part.
She wondered why, with her tail wagging back and forth, he had failed to grab it even once. Why, with her plump rear bouncing in front of him he had not smacked it or dug into it with his hands. She just could not help but muse over how unexciting he was. At the same time, Yrel could not place why she thought the goblin would be so much better even though he was so much smaller. First impressions, perhaps? Thinking about Chazix actually stirred enough of something inside of her that a small shudder ran down her elegantly curved spine, giving the human male the false impression that he was doing a good job.
"I knew I'd get you there, eventually!" He groaned. Yrel rolled her eyes away from his sight.
Just in time a knock shook the door to the commander's quarters. When the man did not stop Yrel was quick to correct him for her own sake.
"You should really get that."
"Right... Right." He did not fight her on it. She knelt down to collect her things and started redressing by pulling her panties up over her unexcited sex before the door opened. Looking over, it was an aide. The woman acknowledged Yrel briefly with a blush before regarding the commander.
"Ahem... Yes... It's a Caravan. Goblin." She paused before adding. "They're Horde, sir."
The Commander cursed, which surprised Yrel. She was not sure the boring man was capable of that range of emotion. The male human paladin had proven in their time together to be completely uninteresting. Their compatibility was undeniable to such an extent that even she had to consider whether her disinterest was genuine or just born of a desire for someone far... Different. He was devoted to the light and although he had the proclivity towards sex, she did as well, as she found out. They were both pure. He was kind and caring and treated her with respect. It was the same way she treated others. It made her guilty. She would not think it reasonable for one to think of her as a bore for simply showing them a bit of decency. It was how she commonly treated others, too. She was not sure where her unusual feelings about him came from.
"Damn Horde! What are they doing here?" The passion he was showing, Yrel thought, put him at risk of being interesting to her. It would be dangerous if the ones he was insulting weren't the goblins. She perked up.
"What do they want?" She asked.
"Well, miss, apparently they just want to negotiate."
"I do not see any harm in that."
The Commander turned around and looked at Yrel in weak protest. "But they're Horde! You don't know this, but-"
Yrel stopped him. "I thought you were not supposed to impart knowledge of the other world?" With that simple rebuttal to the words he left unsaid his shoulders slumped.
The Caravan was unarmed, otherwise they would not be allowed so close. The goblins leading it notably had Chazix among them, which pleased Yrel greatly. She kept her excitement to herself, however. No one knew of the meeting she and the goblin had before the Alliance was set up in the area. "Well hello, Commander!" Chazix said charismaticly, tipping his cap.
"And madame." He winked at Yrel.
"You're speaking with me." The Commander said sternly.
"What do you want? You're far from your base."
"But still close to the action. Isn't it weird that we're tackling these big threats alone? We should be workin' together."
"That's-" The human began before being interrupted quickly by Yrel.
"That is a superb point by this... Goblin, was it?" She smiled down at Chazix he grinned up at her knowingly.
"A pleasure to meet you." The goblin bowed before the Commander quickly stepped between them.
"We have the situation handled here, though. Right?" He looked at her.
Yrel stared back impassively. "No offense, Commander, but this conflict means the life and death of my people. Any enemy of the iron horde is an ally of ours."
"I understand that, but-"
"But what?" Yrel asked harshly in a way that left him very little room to argue.
"I can't say..." The human responded uncomfortably, obviously begging her to not go along with what Chazix wants. She had no idea why. To her it seemed like jealousy, but looking a bit deeper, he also seemed genuinely worried. That in itself was admirable, but she had already made up her mind about Chazix and his race.
"You'd be breaking the treaty if you said anything." Chaz gloated.
"Just don't try any of your usual tricks! This isn't Azeroth."
