[pre-story]Hey there, squish here, with another chapter of By The Horns! Well, it's finally done! I'd have thought a story like this would pretty much write itself, but seem it's a little harder than I was giving it credit for. I'd say the final product's worth it, though. Anyways, let me know what you think in the comments! Also, sorry this is a day late, I kinda forgot this was supposed to go up yesterday... ^^;
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Chapter 3: A Duo’s Desires
Silvermoon City shone like a jewel in the light of the afternoon sun, the entire city gleaming brilliant gold, pale ivory, and vivid crimson. The Sun’s golden rays filtered down through an impossible skyline, towering ornate spires and levitating buildings casting long shadows on the immaculate streets below. It was a city of mystic marvels, from animated street-sweeping brooms, to giant floating emeralds, to the elegant yet formidable arcane guardians that patrolled alongside its guards. But even its most grandiose features paled in comparison to the glorious sight of Sunfury Spire, the immense ivory-and-gold royal palace towering over the lesser spires like a monarch in its own right. It was a thing of beauty, enormous and opulent, bearing the finest and most spectacular architectural flourishes and crowned with massive, gleaming gold wings. Among all the wondrous and beautiful sights of Azeroth, truly, Silvermoon City was the crowning jewel. An island of beauty, peace, and luxury in a raging sea of war, brutality, and chaos.
“Ugh, this city is the worst. So boring!” Elaana lamented with an exaggerated roll of her brilliantly glowing emerald-green eyes.
“Ugh, I know, right?” Zalaana agreed.
The Dawnspear twins descended the ramp from Sunfury Spire to the Court of the Sun in unison, a pair of nearly-identical young blood elves, radiantly beautiful in an effortless, almost-too-perfect way. They had the same pale, flawless skin; the same slender, graceful build; the same elegant, refined facial features; the same silky, golden-blonde hair; the same glowing, emerald-green eyes; the same long, pointed ears, decorated with the matching sets of emerald studs along their length. Their makeup matched too, their full lips painted the same shade of vivid, eye-catching crimson, their eyes expertly accented to give their gaze a sultry smolder. They even dressed identically, though that was more the school’s fault for requiring uniforms than it was theirs. They wore glossy black school shoes over white knee-high sock that left the contours of their long, shapely legs bare; red pleated skirts that wrapped tight around their tiny waists and hung off their generous hips and tight, round butts; and white button-up tops, left unbuttoned just enough to flash tantalizing glimpses of their ripe, blossoming breasts, easily the two most impressive sets in the school. The only way to tell the two apart was their hair, Elaana’s trimmed at jaw-length and neatly styled, while Zalaana’s was kept long and pulled back into a ponytail, leaving just enough free to elegantly frame her face.
“Nothing happens here! It’s always the same, home, then school, then the bar, then home again, over and over and over…” Elaana continued to complain as her sister nodded along to the familiar rant. “The same boring classes, the same boring drinks, the same boring boys, the same boring toys…” She listed, letting the words trail off into a heavy sigh as she shook her head and looked to her sister. “I need something new, Z, tonight, or I’m gonna go out of my mind. And then you’re gonna have to take care of your poor insane sister until I die of the crazies.” She lamented, putting her the back of her hand to her forehead in a melodramatic ‘woe-is-me’ gesture.
Zalaana smirked for a moment. “I love you, sis, but I’d have a pillow on your face within a week.” She replied, chuckling softly and shaking her head for a moment. She put on a thoughtful expression. “Hmmm… How about Professor Firehawk?” She suggested.
Elaana shook her head. “He’s boring too. He was fun at first, but now it just doesn’t have the same thrill…” She sighed.
Zalaana frowned. “Yeah, the divorce kinda ruined it…” She muttered, looking thoughtful again for a moment before her face brightened suddenly. “Oh, that shipment from pandaria should be here! We could head home and try some of them out while Mom and Dad are away…” She offered, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
Elaana sighed again, looking into space for a moment before answering. “...I dunno. Fingers, tongues, and toys are nice, but I’m in the mood for something more...male, you know?” She asked, looking back at her sister.
Zalaana nodded, frowning a little. “Yeah, I get it… Well, we could always go to The Sanctum. I bet a Felguard would scratch that itch nicely…” She suggested, grinning.
Elaana smirked slightly, but didn’t look hopeful. “Tempting… but I’d bet they’re booked solid by now.” She digressed, tone sinking with disappointment.
Zalaana narrowed her eyes at her moping sibling. “Well, we’re not gonna find out standing here! Come on!” She chided, grabbing Elaana by the dainty, manicured hand and pulling her along toward the shadowy archway on the far side of the Court of the Sun.
The arched entrance to the covered street loomed like the mouth of a great beast, fittingly, as it led to the city’s shadowy underbelly. Maps and officials still called it Augur’s Row, but the residents knew the dimly-lit and poorly-maintained street by a much more fitting name; Murder Row. Faint blue streetlights lit a boulevard where the city’s fel addicts, drunkards, criminals, and whores all gathered together where they could be conveniently ignored by those in charge. Brooms rarely came through, leaving shards of glass to pile up in the gutters, and guards pretended it didn’t exist. Children were warned to avoid it, but it was rarely spoken of. Ultimately, nearly everyone found themselves walking Murder Row at some point, looking for something unsavory. And if you saw a familiar face while you were there, you just looked the other way, because admitting the meeting meant admitting you were there, too.
The Sanctum was right near the entrance to the row, easily recognizable by the tall, narrow archways shrouded in billowing, transparent midnight blue curtains. An imperious-looking warlock in crimson robes stood by the entrance, his stoic demeanor a sharp contrast to the violet-skinned succubus prancing around in front of him, striking provocative poses for passing men. As the twins approached, the warlock caught sight of them, a look of recognition crossing his face, and grinned. “Welcome back, ladies…” He greeted, sweeping the sheer curtain aside with one arm and gesturing them inside with a small flourish.
Suddenly, the streetlight beside the building was suddenly eclipsed by a looming silhouette. “A-hem.” The figure cleared its throat in a deep, baritone voice, and all three elves looked in its direction at once. Their eyes fell upon an eight-foot square-shouldered wall of gleaming silver and gold armor, crowned with a pair of long, wickedly pointed horns. The figure stepped closer, away from the streetlight, massive, iron-shod hooves clopping on the pavement as the shadows faded away to reveal the tauren’s features in more detail, from his long, braided beard to his scars. His dark-furred brow furrowed as his icy blue eyes regarded the warlock with a look of suspicion. A gauntleted hand rose, coming to rest on the pommel of the mace hanging off his belt, its spherical golden head as large as any one of the elf’s heads.
His gaze shifted off the warlock and onto the twins, his expression softening somewhat. “Pardon me, ladies.” He began, his deep, powerful voice sounding like the rumble of distant thunder, breaking the silence that had settled over the group. “But is this man… bothering you?” He asked, gaze sliding back over to the warlock as he narrowed his eyes.
Zalaana squared her shoulders, ready to unleash a rant on the would-be do-gooder and tell him to mind his own business in no uncertain terms, but suddenly she felt her sister’s hand on her shoulder, silently telling her to wait. Elaana pushed past her, stepping closer to the massive tauren and putting on a doe-eyed look as she looked up at him. “Oh, no, sir!” She spoke, her voice almost saccharine as she put on her best ‘sweet and innocent’ act. Zalaana had to admit, she seemed to be laying it on a little thick, especially once she started absently curling a stray lock of blonde hair around her finger. “He was just going to show us how to do some cool magic tricks!” Elaana elaborated, doing her best to sound excited and naive while still squarely placing suspicion on the warlock.
The tauren turned to more squarely face the warlock as the robed elf looked positively betrayed. “Wh- No! I- I wasn’t- They-!” he stammered in objection, eyes going wide as he took a half step back toward the arch. The tauren’s eyes narrowed, his thick, gauntleted fingers slowly closing around the shaft of his massive mace. The warlock swallowed, suddenly making a swift and unceremonious retreat into the building beneath the bull’s withering glare, his succubus following quickly on his heels.
The dark-furred stranger shook his head and turned toward the twins once again, his expression softening. “I don’t think you two should be in this neighborhood.” He commented, letting go of his mace and crossing his arms over his broad chest.
Elaana looked down, demurely. “I guess you’re right… Maybe you could escort us?” She asked, looking up at him hopefully.
The tauren arched an eyebrow, glancing pointedly toward the archway just paces away.
Zalaana stepped forward, coming to her sister’s rescue. “See, we’re going out into the woods, and it might be dangerous…” She explained, hastily.
Elaana nodded eagerly. “Yes! The mana worms are spawning, you know.” She added.
The tauren looked sceptical for a moment. “If it’s so dangerous, why go?”
Elaana hesitated for a moment, wracking her brain for a plan. “Well… we just wanted to… have a picnic! A beach picnic, while we watched the sun go down!” She clarified, Zalaana nodding in agreement at her side.
The tauren looked… unconvinced.
Seeing his hesitation, Elaana made one final, desperate play. “We can pay!” She offered, perhaps a little more enthusiastically than necessary. “You’re an adventurer, right? We can hire you! Escort us there safely, and we’ll pay you. Easy money, right?”
The tauren was silent for a moment, looking them over appraisingly, the twins putting on their most innocent smiles as they looked up at him, doe-eyed and eager, subtly pushing their chests out. Finally, his arms uncrossed, and he shrugged. “Alright, alright. You have a deal.” He said, holding out a massive armored hand to shake.
The two sisters’ grinned even wider, first at him, then at each other. Elaana swiftly stuck her hand out, her delicate digits disappearing into his hand as they shook. “I’m Elaana Dawnspear, and this is my sister, Zalaana.” She said, gesturing to her sibling and looking back at him again. “And you are?”
“Rhuno. Rhuno Sunheart.” The dark-furred tauren replied in his deep, rumbling voice, bowing slightly. “At your service, ladies.”
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Rhuno sighed, shifting in place as he sat with his back against the trunk of a small tree, the only notable feature of the tiny, grassy isle just off the coast that the twins had led him to. The trip out had been uneventful, the twins whispering and giggling between themselves as the three of them strolled through the woods, until they’d come to the water’s edge. It was only a short swim from the beach to the isle, so it wasn’t terribly unpleasant, but he’d had to shed his armor to make it, leaving him in wet frostweave. Once they’d made it to the isle, the girls had handed him a handful of gold, used a little magic to dry him off and conjure up some food and drink for them all, and invited him to join. He’d refused at first, but the girls were quite insistent about repaying him for his earlier rescue. He raised a bottle to his lips and took another drink as he looked out over the water at the brilliant reds and oranges of the setting sun. Conjured beer didn’t actually taste all that bad, it seemed. He had to admit, overall, this was pretty nice.
The girls had been pretty wild at first, playing and splashing in the shallow water, singing and dancing on the land, and drinking quite a bit of conjured beer. Rhuno felt a little like a babysitter for a couple rambunctious kids, but these two were constantly reminding him just how adult they were. It seemed wherever he looked, he got an eyeful of youthful bodies, perky chests, tight butts, and shapely legs. They’d rolled up their sleeves and tied up their tops as soon as they’d reached the water, leaving their midriffs bare and emphasizing their already-impressive breasts. As soon as they got wet, the white fabric had turned scandalously sheer, to the point that he could see the color of their rosy pink nipples, tender buds stiff from the cold.
As the girls drank, they got a little more daring. Playful banter turned to dirty jokes, subtle flirting, and not-so-subtle teasing. ‘Accidents’ started to happen, where one of the girls would flash him a glimpse of her underwear, or bend over a little too far to show him a mouth-watering view of her cleavage, or even have their top come untied and fall open to give him an eyeful of her perfect breasts. Eventually, they’d settled down, only to come out of the water and sit with him, those toned, youthful bodies he’d been trying not to look at all afternoon suddenly nuzzled up against him on either side.
His will was tested, to be certain. Normally, he wouldn’t hesitate, especially with the prospect of fulfilling every man’s fantasy, sleeping with a pair of identical teenage twins, before him. But it was clear that these two were playing a game, and he couldn’t be sure if he was a player, the prize, or just being played. He knew if he reacted, the game would be over, but he wasn’t sure if that meant he’d get lucky, if they’d turn on him and say he attacked them, or what. Plus, he had to admit, it was a little fun to see how far they’d go to get a rise out of him.
At the moment, Zalaana had wrapped her arms wrapped around one of Rhuno’s thick, muscular limbs, a small hand playfully squeezing his granite bicep and cooing appreciatively, pressing her breasts against him in a way that could almost be an accident. Meanwhile, Elaana’s hand had abandoned the where it had come to rest, slowly creeping its way up his thigh, moving toward his groin inch by inch. Rhuno simply looked out over the water toward the splendor of the sunset, considering his options. There weren’t many. He could stand up and walk away right now, he could do nothing and let himself be their toy, or he could so something reckless and probably stupid. He raised his conjured beer to his lips once more, swiftly draining the bottle. Reckless was sounding pretty good right about now…
Rhuno took the now-empty bottle and held it out in front of Elaana. “Hold this, will you?” He asked, casually. Elaana blinked in mild surprise, hand coming up to take it automatically. “Thanks. Needed a free hand.” He replied, and before she could think, his now empty hand was behind her, thick, calloused digits weaving through her still-wet hair, cradling the back of her head. Wordlessly, he turned her face toward his and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in an unexpected kiss. Her glowing emerald eyes went wide for a moment, only to slowly flutter closed as the kiss deepened and she began to return it in earnest.
Zalaana grinned wickedly, watching as the kiss unfolded before her eyes. “Fucking finally…” She muttered under her breath. There was no reply, the two of them too occupied to spare her a retort.
Still cradling her head, Rhuno’s arm coiled around Elaana as they kissed, then suddenly flexed, effortlessly pulling her whole body closer. Her legs scrabbled for a moment as she was abruptly shifted around from his side to his front, before finding a spot, straddling his muscular thigh. Her hand still lingered there, just inches from the meaty bulge between his thighs, unmoving, forgotten in the heat of the moment. She pressed herself forward, her perfectly perky breasts flattening against his powerful chest as the kiss grew deeper still, her soft, red lips parting, her tongue eagerly probing at his lips.
Rhuno let his lips part, his tongue pushing forward to meet Elaana’s, the tip of the thick pink muscle flicking and swirling around her eager tongue. Their tongues danced in harmony for a moment, but soon his movements grew more aggressive, more forceful, pushing deeper into her mouth and coiling around her tongue, effortlessly dominating the kiss with sheer size and strength. She whimpered into the kiss, momentarily overwhelmed, her free hand rising up to perch lightly on his muscular chest as her dextrous tongue wrestled ineffectively with his. Suddenly, here was movement beside her, and the tauren froze. She took the opportunity to retreat, pulling her head back, breaking the kiss, panting slightly as she glanced over to see the reason for his sudden hesitation.
Zalaana had come to her rescue once again, shifting around to mirror her sibling and straddle Rhuno’s other thigh, pressing her breasts against his chest and grinning up at him mischievously. One hand was between his legs, her slender fingers cupping and squeezing the enormous bulge between his thighs. The other swiftly came up, grabbing the tauren’s braided beard like a handle and pulling until he faced her. “It’s not nice to ignore people…” She purred, her voice sultry, her gaze smoldering, only to tug his beard down, crane her neck up, and kiss him forcefully.
Zalaana’s kiss was much like her sister’s, but she had the initiative, she set the pace. Her lips were just as soft, and they pressed against Rhuno’s with the same lustful hunger. Their tongues danced and coiled in passionate combat with one-another, but each time his stronger tongue moved to gain the upper hand, she would give it a sharp nip with her teeth, forcing it to retreat, maintaining control. All the while, her hand continued to explore the ludicrous bulge at his groin. She had thought it might be some elaborate codpeice of some sort, but with each passing second and each hint of life and warmth from the stirring titan held within the frostweave prison, she became less and less convinced.
Elaana’s hand soon joined her sister’s, groping and rubbing at the titanic bulge between Rhuno’s legs, her gaze riveted to it. He was… immense. It couldn’t be real. But as she stared down at it in wide-eyed disbelief, she could see it twitch, pulse, and strain against the fabric beneath her feather-light touches, and disbelief became awe. She knew he’d be big, from the moment she saw him, but this… this was far beyond her wildest fantasies. He must have been even bigger than a felguard! Something inside her squeezed as she felt it grow even larger, but whether it was from fear or anticipation, she couldn’t tell.
There was a soft smack as Zalaana pulled her lips from Rhuno’s, breaking the long, lustful kiss and smirking devilishly. Casually, she gave his growing bulge a playful squeeze. “Impressive…” She purred appreciatively, her hand letting go of his beard, floating up to perch lightly upon one broad, muscular shoulder. She walked her fingertips across the granite shelf, until they came upon the clasp holding his collar together. One slender digit idly tugged at it for a moment. “But I want to see it…” She breathed, her gaze smoldering as she twisted her fingers and undid the clasp, his collar sagging, suddenly loose.
Before Rhuno could react, the twins had taken hold of his collar and began to pull, opening it further and further. The sapphire material pulled away easily, exposing the body beneath, his rugged muscles covered in dark fur and marred by scars. His broad shoulders were first, then his granite chest, his bulging biceps, and his rippling abs in turn. With another tug, the girls pulled his arms free of the sleeves, and the top half fell away entirely, hanging empty off his waist. He sat there for a moment, his back against the tree, eyes closed, braced for their reaction, his powerful torso on full display by the light of the setting sun
The twins only took a moment to drink in the view of Rhuno’s torso before they glanced at one-another and nodded in wordless agreement. Their hands reluctantly pulled away from the bulge between his thighs and they pushed themselves up, climbing to their feet. Together, they leaned down, each wrapping their arms around one of his, and lifted. It was hardly enough to actually shift the hulking tauren’s bulk, but it certainly sent a clear enough message, and he cooperated, climbing to his hooves. As one, the two girls stepped closer once more, pressing themselves against him. Their perky, perfect breasts flattened against his rippling abs as their hands found the cord tied around his waist, followed it to the knot, and pulled.
The cord went slack, and Rhuno’s jumpsuit fell down his legs, pooling around his hooves, leaving the mighty tauren in nothing but his undershorts, the small garment straining to contain him. The twins were not to be denied, not so close to the ultimate revelation. Elaana bit her lip with eager anticipation as she and her sister gripped the waist of his undershorts and yanked them down abruptly. The pair were not disappointed. Free of the restrictive garment, Rhuno’s beastly member sprang free, a coal-black shaft, it’s length covered in bulging veins that pumped in time with his heartbeat, rapidly stiffening before their eyes. It rose swiftly, soon standing proudly from his hips, longer and thicker that anything they’d imagined, hard as steel and incredibly hot, bobbing in the air with his pulse. Below it hung a pair of massive, swaying balls, palm-filling orbs sloshing with juice like ripe fruit. The girls could feel the heat radiating off the iron rod, even from a distance, and as their inquisitive hands came forward, the warmth only grew more intense.
Elaana’s eyes were wide with awe as she stared at the pulsing shaft before her, entranced, her mouth watering as her hand drifted slowly toward it. She bit her lip as her slender digits finally met the hot flesh, the steely weapon giving a lurch of desire at her touch, and she cooed softly at the novel sensation. Her hand slowly slid up his length, fingertips trailing lightly over the winding veins as she marveled at the massive rod before her. Zalaana was, by contrast, much less delicate. She gripped the beast near the root, wrapping her hand around as much of its intimidating girth as she could, and gave a forceful squeeze, testing the monster’s unyielding stiffness. She grinned, pleased with the result, and squeezed again, this time slowly pumping her hand up and down, feeling the tendons at his root grind as they strained to hold up his immense shaft.
Rhuno had to admit, he didn’t mind the attention, but he was starting to get a little tired of these two doing whatever they wanted with him. It was time to take initiative. His powerful arms came forward, coiling his forearms around the girls’ waists and pulling them tight against him. With a flick of the wrists, his three-fingered hands came down, blunt digits sinking into taut, youthful flesh as he roughly seized a handful of both identical asses and squeezed. The twins jolted at the sudden, unexpected touch, looking up at him with surprise. Elaana’s expression of surprise lingered for a few extra moments, while Zalaana’s swiftly curled into a playful, naughty smirk.
Rhuno wasn’t finished. Now that he had their attention, he released his grip on the twin’s perfect asses, and, with a flick of his thumb, tossed their skirts up, baring their panty-clad backsides. His fingers curled forward, blunt digits sinking into the flawless spheres of their exposed asses as they wrapped around the delicate fabric of their undergarments. The girls froze, eyes going wide as the material pulled tight against their tender flesh. Rhuno grinned wickedly, and his mighty arms flexed. Fabric bit into sensitive flesh hard, almost painfully, and the girls whimpered for a moment, before, with an audible rip, it came away. The tauren held the shredded white-and-gold panties aloft for a moment, like captured flags, then casually tossed them aside, letting them float away on the breeze before falling into the water and sinking out of sight. He grinned down at the girls, his rough hands returning to the twins’ now-bare behinds, blunt fingers slipping under their skirts to squeeze and grope at their backsides hungrily.
Zalaana licked her lips, feeling the cool breeze caress her hot, flushed nether-lips. “Mmmm… Seems the bull has horns after all…” She purred, eagerly pushing her hips back against Rhuno’s hand. She glanced across the bull’s chest, looking over to her sister with a smirk. “And I was worried you’d picked a pushover.” She commented. She turned, twisting her torso to face her sibling and bringing her free hand forward, to join its partner on the red-hot iron shaft before her. While the other hand started to stroke at the root of his powerful cock once again, the new hand came up, gripping firmly at the base of the tauren’s flared crown and starting to stroke, moving in time with its partner.
Elaana hummed a note of pleasure as Rhuno gave her rear a particularly forceful squeeze, feeling cool air kiss at her already-soaked inner thighs. He was so strong, so commanding… so fucking BIG. Her curious fingers never seemed to run out of cock to explore, her hand following the bulging cum-channel down and down and down until she ran out of arm and had to twist at the waist and face the beast to keep going. Her free hand came forward, alighting upon the beastly shaft’s smooth, gleaming crown, pressing her palm down onto the red-hot knob as the other finally found the base, where smooth shaft ended and sack began. The sheer distance between her hands hit her suddenly, and she bit her lip, a shiver running down her spine.
Zalaana bit her own lip as she drank in the view of her twin sister, her mirror image, watching the flawless blonde beauty’s face as she marveled at the beast before her. “Fuck… You’re so damn hot right now…” Zalaana breathed. She suddenly lunged forward, mashing her soft crimson lips into her sister’s, kissing her with incredible heat and passion. Elaana responded immediately, and soon the twins were moaning softly into one-another’s mouths as they kissed hotly, tasting each other’s familiar flavor as their tongues swirled, coiled, and danced together. All the while, the two continued to stroke and squeeze at the monumental member between them, the tauren’s cock a willing proxy for the pair’s passions.
As much as Rhuno enjoyed the sensations of the two girls stroking his length, and the view of the two beauties kissing passionately, he couldn’t help but feel a bit ignored. A wicked smirk spread across his face as an idea formed in his mind. He shifted his hands, suddenly curling his forefingers forward, slipping them between the girls’ creamy, honey-slick thighs and then up, grinding his blunt fingertips against their needy, dripping pussies. The twins moaned softly into their kiss, unwilling to give up each other’s lips and tongues. Rhuno would not be ignored. He redoubled his attack, driving the blunt digits forward, spreading the girls’ tender lips and pushing into their holes to the first knuckle. The kiss broke apart, the sisters moaning aloud as fingers as thick as three of their own suddenly thrust into them from below. He looked down at the girls with a teasing smirk. “Now that I have your attention… Who wants to go first?”
Elaana looked down at Rhuno’s fearsome weapon and swallowed, nervously. As thrilling as his sheer size was, thinking about that monster actually going inside her made her a little apprehensive. The felguard had been a struggle, and this, this seemed impossible. Her hesitation cost her, as Zalaana suddenly took the lead, releasing the tauren’s cock with grabbing him by the beard, stepping back and pulling him forward, away from the tree. His mighty cock slipped from Elaana’s grasp, and she made a quiet, disappointed sound.
“You’re certainly big…” Zalaana purred, giving Rhuno’s monolithic member an appreciative squeeze as she continued to hold him by the beard. “But do you have the skills to back it up?” She added, smirking. She guided the hulking tauren down, first to his knees, then to his back, laying him out on the soft grass. She released his beard and planted her hand on his chest, swiftly pivoting around it and throwing a leg over him, kneeling astride his hips. Her skirt brushed lightly over his iron shaft, one hand still on his broad chest while the other teasingly traced a finger up and down the length of his cock as she looked down at him, a confident smirk on her lips.
“You’re going to have to satisfy me before I let you stuff this monster into my sister.” Zalaana told Rhuno, matter-of factly, her smirk taking on a playful quirk. “Think you have what it takes?” She challenged. Rhuno returned the confident smirk and wordlessly retorted, flexing his abs, making his coal-black, red-hot, iron-hard member lurch, the massive slab of cock rising to smack against Zalaana’s smooth-shaven slit. Zalaana jolted at the unexpected skin-on-skin contact, her grin widening as she recovered from the moment’s surprise. This would be good.
No more waiting. Zalaana shifted, leaning forward onto Rhuno’s chest, raising her hips as high as she could. The angle presented him with a marvelous view down the valley of cleavage between her shapely young breasts, the wet, sheer material clinging to smooth, creamy flesh. Her hand gripped his member just below the crown and angled it up, pushing her hips back until the red-hot knob nosed against her flushed, needy pussy. She paused a moment, feeling the stark contrast between her tight little entrance and the fat, flared crown, a shadow of doubt passing over her mind. She bit her lip, shaking it from her mind. Just pushing her slit against that red-hot knob made her melt, her depths growing hotter, wetter, softer… She could feel her lips opening as the flared crown began to push inside bit by bit… Maybe if she just took it very, very slowly…
Suddenly, Rhuno’s massive three-fingered hands closed around Zalaana’s waist, his thick, rough digits wrapping around her hips and sinking into her shapely rear, gripping tight. Her eyes widened, and before she could say anything, his massive arms flexed. His steely shaft plunged into her like a red-hot spear, the tip spreading her open wider than she would have ever dreamed possible as it mercilessly drove into her tiny hole. The sensation was immediately overwhelming, and a wordless cry, somewhere between pain and pleasure, rose from deep inside her as it struck her mind like an shockwave. Rhuno didn’t stop with the tip, and neither did her cry, the sound continuing on as he forced the elf’s hips down his length in a long, slow, smooth motion. Inch after inch of impossibly thick coal-black cock stretched her, filled her, going deeper and deeper, seemingly without end. A full quarter of his length was stuffed inside her, then half, then three quarters, and more, until the red-hot invader struck a barrier deep inside her and finally stopped, her voice cutting off sharply at the impact as the last of her breath was forced from her lungs in a sharp squeak.
It was only once she’d come to a stop, wide-eyed and breathless, that Zalaana could process what had just happened. She’d braced herself for agony when Rhuno began to push. She was all but certain he’d split her in two... But somehow, there was no pain. He was deeper than anything had even gone before, he had stretched her wider than she’d thought possible, and yet, there was no pain. Only heat, and pure, incredibly intense pleasure. She could feel a warmth radiating through her body, and looked down, still wide-eyed with shock, only to see her normally flat stomach bulged out impossibly around the unbending pillar of red-hot granite cockflesh inside her.
Elaana watched it happen from the sidelines, kneeling on the grass, her eyes going wide as Rhuno impaled Zalaana on his monstrous member. Part of her was horrified, fearful for her sibling’s safety as she cried out… But, at the same time, something primal inside her responded to the sight, her womanly depths squeezing with envy as the brutal cock filled her sister. When she came to a stop, Elaana only stared, a tense silence hanging in the air for a long moment. Was that pain hiding in Zalaana’s expression of shock and awe? Unable to bear the suspense, Elaana crawled forward slightly, drawing closer to the two. “Are… are you alright?” She asked, hesitantly.
Slowly, Zalaana lifted a hand, bringing it up to touch the bulge distorting her normally-flat tummy. She bit her lip, her inner walls squeezing around Rhuno as she realized could feel the intense heat of his cock through her flesh. The monster throbbed suddenly, bucking wildly inside her, and a wavering moan forced itself from her lips as a surge of pleasure crashed over her. As the moan tapered off, her lips slowly curled into a smile. “I’m better than fine...” She breathed. She turned, looking at her sister with a gleam in her eye as she licked her lips, hand still cradling the bulge in her stomach. “I just hit the fucking jackpot. Look at this fucking monster!” She exclaimed, gesturing at her belly illustratively. “All this cock, and no pain! None! You’ve got to try this!” She explained, grinning maniacally then turning her gaze down to the tauren beneath her. “And as soon as I’m done fucking your brains out you’re gonna teach me the spell you’re using, because this is fucking incredible.”
Rhuno smirked, shaking his head softly. “Sorry, it’s not a spell.” He replied. Zalaana shot him a doubtful look, and he gave a smll shrug. “Okay, it’s magic, but it’s not a spell. It’s more of a... blessing.” He tried to explain. “I’m not even sure you could do it, honestly, you’d have to ask Alexstrasza.” He added, shaking his head again as he offhandedly name-dropped a demigoddess. He looked up at the blood elf straddling his hips, his expression almost serious for a moment. “I can tell you one thing though… You’re definitely confused about who will be fucking who’s brains out.” He added, serious expression cracking into a cocky grin. To illustrate his point, he suddenly lifted her hips, heaving them up by about a handspan, his flared cockhead tugging at the sensitive, until-recently-virgin walls of her deepest depths as it pulled back. Then, he let her drop onto his steely shaft once more, and roughly bucked his hips up to meet her as she fell, slamming into her as far as he could go, his blunt knob once more pounding at that barrier deep inside her, the impact sending a jolt of pleasure shooting up her spine.
Zalaana follow-up questions were cut off as a deep moan forced itself past her lips. Even that short thrust of Rhuno’s red-hot monster cock more than enough to make her body sing with pleasure. Still, she wasn’t going to just give up. She leaned forward, planting both hands on the tauren’s muscular chest, fingers sinking into his dark fur as she put her weight on them. “Just let me get a feel for this monster…” She muttered, rolling her hips experimentally, biting her lip to stifle a whimper as the steel shaft shifted this way and that inside her. She could handle this. She just had to keep control. Slowly, she raised her hips, feeling his flared crown tugging at her innermost walls, then reversed directions, slowly sinking back down, swallowing him up once again until he filled her to the limit. As he bottomed out inside her, she shuddered at the sensation, then grinned lustily, and began to raise her hips once again.
Elaana stared in fascination as her twin began to pump her hips up and down that enormous tauren cock. She was close enough to touch the impossible bulge that distorted her sister’s slender belly each time she impaled herself on that monster. The view was incredible. Zalaana moved slowly at first, but with each thrust of her hips, her movements grew faster, wilder. Elaana bit her lip, a hand slipping between her thighs as she watched the scene with envy, her sister’s soft moans and gasps of pleasure echoing in her ears. Her fingers swiftly found her needy pussy, her hungry lips drooling sweet nectar, soaking her thighs with her need. Two fingers plunged into her slit without hesitation, swiftly pumping in and out. She didn’t even need to warm up, and she could already tell it wasn’t going to be enough. Even adding a third digit didn’t help. She needed more…
Zalaana couldn’t hold back her voice any longer. Her soft sounds of pleasure became wild, unrestrained moans as she began to ride Rhuno in earnest. Every movement jerked that titanic cock inside her, tugging and teasing her most sensitive depths, and each time he bottomed out, it sent another bolt of pure electric pleasure racing through her. With each mighty blow, that red-hot lightning rod softened her inner barrier just a tiny bit more. She was almost in a trance, her eyelids fluttering as her hips slammed down onto the steely pillar again and again and again, chasing those electric jolts of pure sensation…
Zalaana snapped back to reality when something moved in front of her face. Elaana had crawled forward, planting her hands on the tauren’s chest, biting her lip with hesitation and desire. Desire won out, and she swung her hips around, throwing a leg out to straddle the tauren’s head. Her crimson skirt draped over his snout as she settled into place, her naked, dripping pussy just inches from his nose. She looked up, locking eyes with her sister, her expression a mix of apologetic and uncontrollably horny, and dropped her hips, grinding her sweet, juicy slit down onto Rhuno’s lips.
While Zalaana’s tight elven pussy hungrily milked his shaft with every bounce, Rhuno was suddenly treated to the intoxicating scent of a young blood elf in heat, as well as a lovely upskirt view of Elaana’s tight, shapely rear. Then her hips dropped, and without hesitation, his hands rose up from his sides, one going to grip the hips planted on his face, the other to grab the hips riding up and down his length. His lips parted, clamping down around Elaana’s needy, dripping slit as his tongue thrust forward. The thick, rough, pink muscle was bigger than some of the men she’d slept with, and it writhed inside her, tasting her sweet honey as it began to thrust it in and out. Elaana moaned aloud, his grinding down on his tongue uncontrollably.
Zalaana’s steady rhythm was abruptly shattered, along with her fragile self-control, Rhuno’s abs rippling as his hips suddenly bucked up off the grass and slammed his cock deep into the elven schoolgirl’s tight pussy. He pounded at her barrier like a battering ram, driving a throaty moan from her lips, only to pull back and thrust up into her again and again. She couldn’t control her voice, she could barely control her body, and she certainly couldn’t control the rising tide of pleasure in her core. She moaned and wailed with wild abandon as he ravaged her, her body spasming with each thrust as shocks of pleasure shot through her. She could feel the barrier beginning to give way inside her, a prospect that both terrified and excited her to no end.
Zalaana clawed weakly at Rhuno’s chest as she trembled with the effort of holding onto that last bit of her self control, when she felt pair of small, delicate hands on her face, cradling her cheeks. Elaana raised her sister’s face to hers, smiled, that sweet, beautiful smile of hers, and leaned forward, wordlessly pressing her lips to Zalaana’s in a loving kiss. Zalaana’s eyelids fluttered, taken off-guard by the touch of Elaana’s lips, then suddenly shot open wide as, with a particularly brutal thrust, the monstrous tauren battered down her gates and plunged his steely cock directly into her womb. She moaned uncontrollably into the kiss as that red-hot tauren cock pounded against the velvety walls of her womb, his heavy balls finally coming to smack against her tight, toned rear. The last of her defenses crumbled, and her eyes rolled up as raw, white-hot electric pleasure struck her like a bolt of lightning, arcing along her every nerve and searing away any semblance of thought.
Elaana’s lips stayed locked with her sister’s, even as her twin shuddered with a climax more intense than any she’d ever seen before. She did have to pull her tender tongue back, for fear of it getting bitten as Zalaana spasmed uncontrollably around the mammoth fuck-pillar stretching out her womb. Her own hips rolled as her sister cme, sensually grinding her hips down onto Rhuno’s skillful tongue, the thick pink muscle never stopping its thrusting, licking, teasing movements. After a long moment, she broke the kiss, pulling back to watch her mirror image twitch and tremble in the grip of pure ecstasy, her body stretched lewdly around a cock nearly the size of her arm. She looked so beautiful, lost in orgasmic bliss like that… She wanted that. She wanted to taste that ecstasy, to be completely overwhelmed, to lose herself in pure pleasure...
Rhuno let out a muffled groan of pleasure into Elaana’s needy slit, the vibration carrying through his tongue to make her gasp. He held himself still, his fat fuckstick buried to the hilt inside Zalaana’s trembling, spasming pussy. She came for ages, her inner walls squeezing like a vice, gripping and milking at him the entire time, her eyes rolled back as she moaned, a long, wavering sound of pleasure. Slowly, her wail of pleasure began to soften, her voice sinking as she deflated, running out of air as her blissful eternity tapered off to a warm, soothing glow. She was left almost limp in its wake, held upright at least in part by the steely shaft she was impaled upon. But as divine as her orgasm felt on his length, his shaft still throbbed with need, it’s own release denied.
Suddenly, Elaana moved, pulling up and off Rhuno’s tongue as she rose to her feet, somewhat shakily. She made her way around behind her sister, kneeling down to wrap her arms around her limp sibling and slowly lift her. Zalaana twitched and whimpered weakly as his crown teased her overstimulated inner walls on the way out, before finally popping free. His member twitched and bobbed in midair as Elaana laid her sister out on the soft grass, before turning back to Rhuno with a wicked gleam in her eyes. “You’ve got a very talented tongue…” She purred, crawling over to him on all fours. “But after seeing that, I need to feel this beast inside me...” She breathed, hotly.
Elaana reached out, gripping Rhuno’s hot, coal-black shaft, its vein-marbled length still slick with her sister’s nectar, and give it an experimental squeeze. “Fuck, you haven’t even cum yet…” She muttered, in awe of the bull’s stamina, then motioned him to rise. “Come on. Give it to me.” As Rhuno rose, Elaana sank, falling back to lay on the grass, still gripping the bucking rod behind the head, spreading her legs wide and guiding the monstrous shaft toward her achingly needy pussy. As he climbed to his knees, looming over her, she began to rub the hot head over her tender lower lips, teasing the both of them. She could feel her entrance relaxing beneath the heat of it, feel her body begin to open for him…
Zalaana came up behind Rhuno silently, with a wicked grin and a stiffened hand, suddenly raising her arm high and bringing it down to deliver a sharp swat to the bull’s buns of steel. He jumped with surprise, his hips bucking forward, away from the blow, and Elaana cried out as the first quarter of his titanic cock drilled into her in an instant, filling her like nothing before. Zalaana smirked wickedly, crawling around the tauren toward her sister. “That’s what you get for leaving me out.” She purred, prowling closer. She brought her head down, pressing her lips to her sister’s in a brief, affectionate kiss, only to pull away again a moment later and glance back at the tauren, grinning evilly. “Give it to her, stud. All of it. No mercy. She loves it rough.” She ordered, before looking back down at her sister. “As for you…” She purred, crawling up until she could swing one knee over her head and plant her well-fucked pussy on her sister’s perfectly pouty lips. “Put that tongue to work.” She commanded, rolling her hips to grind her shaved slit on Elaana’s lips, her skirt completely covering her face
Elaana’s hands came up, quickly grabbing Zalaana by the hips. It seemed like she was trying to get her off, until the muffled moans started and it became clear she was trying to get her off in a different sense. Her lips parted, her tongue pushing forward to trace the familiar folds of her sister’s smooth-shaven slit as it had so many times before. The skirt over her face blinded her, but the lack of sight just seemed to make her other senses sharper. She could still taste the familiar flavor of her sister’s nectar on her tongue, seasoned with the musky essence of tauren precum. The same tauren that she could feel driving his red-hot cock into her in a long, slow, smooth, impossibly long thrust. It seemed endless! Even knowing there was magic at work, feeling that titanic, meaty shaft plunging into her, stretching her wider than even the felguard had, and yet with none of the pain… Somehow, it felt unreal. The sensations were certainly real enough, though, and she moaned into her sister’s lower lips once again as that brutal, beastly cock bottomed out inside her, pressing against her inner barrier and grinding the searing knob against it.
Rough, huh? Rhuno’s cock throbbed inside Elaana at the thought, eager after being denied release this long, the elven shoolgirl’s body writhing lewdly around his member as he was still for a moment. No mercy would be no problem. Massive, rough, calloused hands closed around the elf’s slender hips in an iron grip, thick, blunt fingers sinking into her tight, shapely rear. He yanked his hips back suddenly, his flared head scraping over her tender inner walls, threatening to turn the poor girl inside out as another muffled moan sounded from beneath Zalaana’s skirt. Before she’d even finished with her moan, he shifted his bulk forward, leaning over until he was almost on top of her, angled her hips upward with his hands, and slammed his down to meet them, pile-driving his thick, beastial cock into her.
Another sound came from beneath Zalaana’s skirt, half-moan and half-scream, but Rhuno paid it no mind, merely lifting his hips, drawing back until only the tip was left inside Elaana, and slamming them back down again with all his strength. Then he did it again, and again, and again, hammering his blunt crown against her barrier, swiftly setting a punishing pace as Elaana moaned out uncontrollably. Under such a brutal assault, it was simply impossible for her to concentrate on the task at hand, or tongue, in this case. Waves of raw sensation crashed over with each thrust of Rhuno’s perfect cock, the pleasure only receding long enough for her to feel the next one coming. She could only moan and writhe beneath the pleasure, tension already beginning to build in her core, her normally-skilled tongue writhing chaotically inside her sister’s well-fucked pussy.
The vibrations from Elaana’s moans were a decent substitute for skill, but that didn’t stop Zalaana from reaching down, grabbing her by the still-wet hair, and pulling her head up against her pussy as she began to grind her hips down on her sister’s face. She looked back over her shoulder, grinning wickedly as she savored Elaana’s vibrating tongue, watching her flat stomach bulge out then flatten again and again around Rhuno’s monolithic member. Seeing it from this angle, on a body so much like hers, it was strange. But she knew frrm experience exactly what it felt like, she remembered the pleasure that surged and crashed and surged again. That unyielding cock stretched her past her limits with every thrust, turning her body into a tool to satisfy his lust...
Elaana was completely helpless before the two, unable to see, pinned down, her body used, her mind overwhelmed, unable to do anything but serve her captors’ lust and endure the mind-melting pleasure thrust upon her in return. It was paradise. Zalaana’s grip on her golden locks tightened, roughly pulling her head up as she ground her needy pussy down onto her face. Rhuno slammed into her like a machine, unstoppable and untiring. She moaned and writhed with wanton abandon beneath the two of them. Her sister knew Elaana was loving it, that she was on the edge of a massive orgasm. She could see the familiar was her core trembled each time her belly flattened out. Zalaana looked up, catching the tauren’s gaze, wicked lust in her eyes. “Hilt it in her. She can take it.” She urged, licking her lips.
Elaana’s heart pounded against her ribs as she heard her sister’s command. She didn’t even have time to think about it before Rhuno thrust into her again, that burning spear plunging into her twitching, spasming pussy with even more force than usual. It struck her barrier like a battering ram, and she felt the tiniest give as pleasure exploded out from the impact. That unyielding cock drew back again, tugging at her walls all the way, only to slam down again, the massive tauren’s entire weight behind it. It pounded against her barrier and pushed hard, his red-hot knob grinding against it, melting its resistance bit by bit. Then, all at once, the gates fell, and that massive, perfect cock plunged through, his searing knob violating her womb, pushing at its velvety walls as his hips finally met hers. His fat, cum-filled balls smacked against her ass, sloshing with pent-up seed, aching to be released.
It was too much, literally and figuratively. Elaana screamed into Zalaana’s pussy as her stretched womb exploded in a fireball of white-hot pleasure. The burning pleasure swept through her, searing her every nerve, consuming all thought as she spasmed uncontrollably in the most powerful orgasm she’d ever experienced. Rhuno let out a deep, rumbling groan of pleasure, feeling Elaana’s depths squeeze and coil around his member, her inner barrier gripping like a vice around his cock, just behind the crown. It was incredible, divine, the tightness, the wetness, the heat, her body writhing around him in pleasure, her depths rippling like a living thing…
But it wasn’t enough! Rhuno’s red-hot rod bucked and throbbed inside her, jerking like a trapped animal, angry at being teased and denied for so long.Rhuno needed release, and he needed it now! Still hilted inside Elaana’s twitching pussy, he let go of her hips and reached out, massive hands closing around Zalaana’s waist. The twin blinked in surprise, then let out a cry as she was suddenly yanked backward, pulled off her sister’s tongue and dragged backward until she was sitting on Elaana’s hips. One hand released her hip and moved to her back, roughly pushing her down, folding her forward until she was laying atop her twin.
Elaana’s mind was just beginning to clear, her orgasmic bliss mellowing out to a soft, warm glow of pleasure, when she suddenly saw light again, Zalaana’s skirt pulled off her face as she was laid out atop her. Before she could react, she felt movement inside her, Rhuno’s red-hot iron rod pulled back, the flared head tugging at the mouth of her womb and at her oversensitive walls along the way. She moaned aloud, her trembling arms reaching up, wrapping weakly around her sister as her body writhed against hers with sensations almost too intense to be called pleasure. The head pulled from her slit a soft pop, and she breathed a soft sigh of relief with just a hint of disappointment. Then, suddenly, Zalaana let out a sharp gasp, her eyes going wide as it turned into a deep moan, her back arching against the hand holding her in place, pushing her supple body against Elaana’s.
Zalaana felt Rhuno’s massive knob press against her dripping slit for just a moment, just long enough to find her entrance, before it suddenly drove forward with savage strength, his monstrous member plunging into her depths, filling her in a single, brutal thrust. She cried out as his blunt crown struck her inner walls, sending a burst of pleasure through her body, then plowed through the weakened barrier into her velvety womb with barely a moment’s pause. Her lips parted in a silent cry, breathless as the red-hot member ravaged her sacred depths with short, quick thrusts, his hips pounding against hers as he thrust into her to the hilt. Then, just as suddenly as it had entered, it withdrew, teasing her walls and leaving an aching void in its wake as it pulled out of her entirely. She blinked, confused, only to feel Elaana squirm beneath her and let out a moan. She could feel the heat of the invading cock press against her stomach as it stretched her sister’s. Realization suddenly dawned on her. He was going back and forth between them. He was fucking both of them at the same time!
Elaana couldn’t think, between the warm haze of afterglow still hanging over her brain and the intense pleasure of Rhuno’s beastly cock pummeling her womb, she was barely coherent. All she knew was that it felt incredible, and that her sister was there to share the pleasure. She moaned as she felt him pull out once again, her tender walls clinging to him as he left, and her sister echoed her cry as the tauren thrust into her once more, her face twisted in beautiful pleasure. Elaana’s head shot forward, pressing her lips to Zalaana’s forcefully, catching her in another hot, passionate kiss, her tongue dancing joyously with her sister’s as Rhuno pounded her womb. Their bodies writhed against each other in a passionate embrace, both moaning in ecstasy into the kiss as Rhuno’s pace quickened, pulling his throbbing length from one’s womb to plunge it into the other’s, only to return to the first before she had a chance to recover.
Rhuno couldn’t tell how long he spent going back and forth between the two eager schoolgirls. He couldn’t think about time, he couldn’t think about anything but his throbbing need for release and the tight elven pussies squeezing around his cock in turn. His heavy balls began to tighten, sloshing with backed-up cum as they smacked against the twins with each womb-piercing thrust of his unyielding cock. He could feel the tension building in his core, threatening to explode each time he thrust his shaft deep inside them, each time their silken depths spasmed around him in pleasure, each time their tender walls squeezed and clung to his length as he withdrew. Finally, it was too much to contain, and all at once, it burst forth, pleasure surging through him like a wave of molten gold, hot, beautiful, and glorious. He let loose a deep, primal groan as he slammed his hips forward, plunging into someone’s pussy to the hilt, he couldn’t be sure who’s, and in truth, in that moment he didn’t care. He could feel his burning seed boiling up from his balls, surging up his length before finally blasting forth from the tip like a cannon, liquid fire pouring into the young elf’s unprotected womb.
Zalaana’s head shot up, breaking her sister’s kiss, her eyes going wide as she let out a cry of surprise that gradually melted into a deep, lustful moan, her eyelids fluttering as Rhuno flooded her womb with a blast of his hot, potent cum. She could feel the impact, the incredible force behind the blast as it sprayed against the back wall of her womb, feel the liquid heat filling her, sloshing inside her sacred depths, more cum in his single spurt than a dozen elves’ entire loads. It seemed only natural for such a massive cock to have such a massive load, it was to be expected. What she wasn’t expecting was for him to suddenly drag his still-spurting cock from her womb, his thick seed painting her walls as he withdrew, until it popped free of her entirely. The unruly beast lurched in the air, spitting forth another jet of searing seed, and she shivered as she felt it rain down on her, splattering her ass, thighs, and lips with a thick coat of steaming cum, before he managed to angle the weapon down to aim it at her sister’s waiting pussy.
Elaana had to admit to a twinge of envy when Rhuno started to cum inside Zalaana, but it seemed the tauren wasn’t about to leave her out altogether. His still-cumming cock plunged into her tender pussy, piercing into her all the way to the womb, bottoming out inside her just in time for it to fire once more. The tauren’s monstrous cock delivered an inhumanly massive load of white-hot cream directly into her fertile depths. She moaned out, feeling her womb expand, the sheer volume of the bull’s molten ball-batter stretching it out. Then she felt him pull out, as quickly as he entered, her womb sealing tight in its wake, holding onto his spunk. His crown teased her inner walls before pulling free entirely and plunging his steely shaft into Zalaana once more. Elaana watched her twin moan as the tauren dumped another massive load of bull-cum inside her, then pull out once more, only to moan herself a moment later when it was her turn to be pumped full of his boiling seed again.
Rhuno went back and forth for what seemed like ages, groaning with pleasure as he pumped a week’s worth of pent up spunk into the twins, filling them to capacity and beyond. His balls tightened over and over, rhythmically squeezing out another spurt of his potent seed into their well-fucked holes, filling their wombs and painting their inner walls with his essence. When the spurts finally began to taper off to dribbles, he slowly withdrew his steely weapon from Elaana’s pussy, one massive hand gripping his shaft at the root and milking the last of his seed from his bulging cum-channel to let it rain down on Zalaana’s bare ass. He looked down, admiring his work for a moment. The twin’s twitching, quivering pussies drooled pearly rivers of jizz, their wombs overflowing with his seed, and their upturned asses and wide-spread thighs thoroughly soaked in a thick layer of his thick, creamy spunk. With a deep, satisfied sigh, he sat heavily on the grass, letting himself fall back to splay out, panting softly, his throbbing member standing proudly from his hips, just barely softened.
The twins shared one more long, slow kiss as the bull’s seed cooled on their skin, before slowly untangling their limbs and starting to straighten themselves out. The sun was fully set now, leaving only a faint glow lingering on the horizon to remember it by, but the moons and the countless stars glittering in the dark above gave the three enough light to see. Rhuno simply lay back on the grass for a long moment, relaxing as he stared up at the stars. The twins waded out into shallow waters, splashing softly in the stillness of the night, washing themselves off and whispering to each other, just out of Rhuno’s hearing. Eventually, the tauren rose to his hooves and walked his way around the little island, gathering up his discarded clothes and pulling them on. As he awkwardly reached behind his head to find his collar’s clasp, he felt small hands on his back and paused. Delicate fingers swiftly fastened the clasp, while two more hands reached around his waist to help him tie the belt-cord. The hands withdrew, only to wrap around his thick, muscular limbs, and he looked side to side to see one of the girls clinging to each arm, grinning playfully up at him.
Elaana looked across Rhuno toward her sister. “That was a lovely picnic, wouldn’t you say, Zalaana?” She purred, playfully.
Zalaana nodded, her grin widening a fraction. “Oh, yes, I’m absolutely stuffed.”
Elaana put her wrist to her forehead in another woe-is-me gesture. “Ah, but look! We were out so long it’s gotten dark! Who knows what monsters could be lurking out there in the woods!”
Zalaana nodded, sagely. “Or what sort of criminals might prowl the streets.” She added.
Elaana looked up at Rhuno, batting her eyelashes. “If only there were some strong, brave adventurer who would be willing to escort two innocent little elves back home safely…”
Zalaana shook her head. “I don’t know, sis, even if he were to escort us home, with mom and dad out of town, we would be all alone in that big empty house. Why, we’d be easy prey is some wicked soul decided to do something.”
Elaana looked back to her sister and nodded. “How true… Perhaps we could invite our brave escort to spend the night, for safety’s sake. Of course, we’d have to offer an appropriate reward to such a devoted protector…” She purred, onehand coming up to lazily drag a finger over Rhuno’s chest.
Rhuno stroked his beard thoughtfully, playing into the twin’s theatrics with a smirk. “I suppose I must, it just wouldn’t be right to abandon a pair of sweet, innocent girls such as yourselves…”
The twins broke down into giggles, still clinging to his arms, and with that, the three began the journey back to the city, and what would certainly be a very eventful night.
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