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By The Horns: Locking Horns; Part 3
Rhuno pulled the door shut behind them as they stepped into the room, then swiftly turned to Nisha, a smirk on his lips as one powerful arm coiled around her waist and pulled her body close, practically sweeping her off her feet in the process. Without a word, he closed his eyes and leaned down, his lips gently pursing… only to be stopped by a single, slender finger pressed against them. He froze in place as he opened his eyes once again, brow arched in confusion, only to meet Nisha’s glowing blue eyes as she looked up at him, her expression apologetic.
“Sorry, big guy. That was a pretty smooth maneuver, but no kissing on the lips.” Nisha explained.
Rhuno pulled his head back, his lips leaving her finger behind. “Ah. Sorry.” He muttered, looking sheepish.
“That said…” Nisha began, her hand coming down and reaching forward, fingers wrapping around his braided beard, a smirk spreading across her lips. With a quick pivot, she slipped out of his grasp, still holding his braid, and giving it a tug. Rhuno let himself be led along by the chin as she crossed the room until they stood beside the bed, then turned to face him once again, eyes locked with his, still smirking, her voice becoming a playful purr as she continued. “...You can kiss other places all you like.”
“Oh, really?” Rhuno replied, a smirk forming on his lips to match hers. His massive, muscular arms once more reached out, wrapping around her slender form, his enormous, calloused hands gently resting on her back, keeping her still as he leaned down again, slowly drawing closer and closer. “Like… here?” He inquired, playfully,, as he lowered his head and turned it to the side, planting a soft kiss on the nape of her neck, lips teasing over her violet skin.
“Mmm, that’s a nice start… but you can go lower, if you’d like…” Nish purred, one hand coming up to rest on one broad, powerful shoulder, the other releasing it’s hold on his beard to come up and rest lightly on the side of his neck. The slender tendrils that hung around her shoulders moved of their own accord, reaching out for the tauren, tracing along his jaw coiling around his beard for a moment as they explored his features.
“How about… here?” Rhuno asked again, his eyes locked with hers as he lowered his head a few inches further and trailed kisses along her collarbone.
“Mmh… why stop there?” Nisha replied, her voice low and sultry, meeting his gaze with matching intensity as the hand on his neck slid back a little until her delicate fingers cradled the base of his skull, applying a gentle pressure that urged him lower.
Rhuno sank to one knee as his hands ran their way up her back, blunt fingers searching for the shoulder straps of her leotard, and when they found them, sliding them apart until they rolled off her shoulders. As the silky material fell away from her shoulders and chest, his lips followed, kissing each newly-exposed inch of flesh, leaving a trail of kisses down from her collarbone to her chest and soon began to climb the upper slope of her breast. “Hmm?” He hummed, inquisitively, without pulling his lips away from her skin as he continued to look up at her, the fabric of her leotard hanging precariously off her nipples.
Nisha grinned and shrugged her shoulders, letting the leotard fall away from her chest to fully expose her breasts. They were a thing of beauty and a point of pride, a pair of full yet firm mounds, flawlessly smooth and pillowy-soft, each the size of a ripe orange, or perhaps a grapefruit, obviously all-natural but still proudly holding their shape as they stood out from her chest. Her violet mounds were crowned with indigo disks the size of a gold coin, and at their center of them stood her nipples, dark amethyst beads, each slightly larger than a pea and pierced through with a golden ring that glinted alluringly. “Mhm.” Nisha purred in reply, nodding slightly as the hand on Rhuno’s head urged him on.
One of Rhuno’s hands continued to caress up and down Nisha’s spine as the other came around her side, caressing her curves as it moved. The contrast was stark, her skin was an brilliant purple-pink, his dark gray and black, hers soft and smooth, where his was rough and calloused… His hand was huge, and she could feel the strength behind it, but its touch was gentle as it moved to cup and cradle one of her spectacular breasts, his palm rolling to softly knead her sensitive flesh. His head sank lower, just a bit, and his lips found the indigo peak of her breast, first grazing over her sensitive skin teasingly, before latching on to deliver some more intense affection. His lips closed around her pierced nipple and gave it a gentle suck, teasing the tender bud for a moment before his tongue joined in, giving it a playful flick before swirling around it. He pulled his head back, the amethyst bead popping free of his lips, but his tongue lingered on it, swirling and flicking at the sensitive button, even curling to hook onto the golden piercing and give it a playful tug.
Nisha hummed softly with pleasure as the tauren teased her nipples, biting her lower lip. Most of her clients were interested purely in their own pleasure, their own satisfaction. If they paid any attention to her breasts at all, it was usually only to roughly grope and knead them for their own entertainment, but Rhuno seemed earnestly fascinated with her mounds, and his sapphire eyes watched her face for her reaction to each kiss, each flick of the tongue, each roll of his palm…
Suddenly, Rhuno pushed forward, and Nisha gave a soft gasp, her hands pulling away from him to try and balance herself as she was suddenly tipped backward, only to feel herself fall into Rhuno’s waiting hand, which cradled her like she weighed no more than a feather as it slowly lowered her to the bed. He followed along as he lowered her down, leaning forward until his broad-shouldered bulk loomed over her on the bed, a wall of black-furred muscle that quite literally overshadowed her slender form, blocking out the ceiling light. Rhuno’s powerful frame hung there for a moment, his sapphire eyes staring down at her intensely, but then a smirk crept across his lips, and he lowered his head once more, watching her face as he gave her nipple another tender kiss, before sliding lower and kissing his way down her smooth stomach. Nisha watched with no small measure of surprise as the hulking tauren kissed his way down her stomach, his blunt fingers running down her side until they found the barely-hanging-on remnants of her leotard and began to work it down over the swell of her hips. Was he really going to go all the way down?
The retreating material revealed one surprise after another, first, a silver stud in her bellybutton and the teardrop-shaped clear crystal that dangled from it on a short chain, then a pair of tattoos, mirrored draenic markings on either side of her stomach, positioned just above her hip-bones, and finally, another piercing, a pair of gleaming silver beads just above her mound that guided the eye toward the prize below. With one final tug, the leotard slipped off of Nisha’s hips and out from under her, revealing her perfectly smooth, hairless mound, her swollen lips flushed a shade darker than the rest of her violet skin, parted slightly to reveal the indigo folds within, glistening slightly with anticipation. Rhuno swiftly slid the garment down over her smooth thighs, being careful not to disturb the long, black, thigh-high stockings that hugged every shapely inch of her long legs as he went, before finally sliding it off her hooves and tossing it aside. With that done, he could return his attention to more important matters, such as the glistening treasure between her legs. His massive hands came up, his fingers sliding between those soft thighs and gently urging them apart, spreading her legs wide as his strong hands caressed the silky material of her stockings, thumbs occasionally brushing lightly across the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Rhuno locked eyes with Nisha once again as he moved between her now-parted legs and slowly lowered his head toward the vee of her thighs.
It had been longer than Nisha would have cared to admit since the last time she felt warm breath wash over the sensitive folds of her slit. At least two or three months, since that blood elf girl who had the mind control fantasy. But the differences between that time and this one were immediately made clear when she felt his tongue touch her nether-lips. For one thing, the tauren’s tongue was nothing like the elf’s. Like everything else about him, it was enormous. As it flattened against her slit, it looked to be the size of her entire hand, palm and fingers flat. It was rough, too, not quite raspy like a worgen tongue, but the distinct texture was undeniable as he gave her sensitive folds a long, slow lick. The muscular tip suddenly stiffened, parting her folds as it slid between them, its girth pushing back her hood just in time for the tip to flick over her clit, forcing a soft gasp from her lips.
The taste of Nisha’s sweet nectar still fresh on his tongue, Rhuno wasted no time going back for more, drawn back to the petals of her purple orchid like a hungry bee. His tongue lolled out once more, but he didn’t flatten it this time, he pushed it forward, parting her swollen, violet outer lips and dragging his tongue over the delicate indigo inner lips. Nisha let out a soft moan as the rough surface of his muscular tongue tugged at every inch of her sensitive folds, her voice rising an octave as it made contact with her long-neglected clit. A smirk tugged at the corners of rhuno’s lips as he made sure to pay special attention to the sensitive, eraser-sized nubbin, applying a little extra pressure as his tongue dragged across it, letting the tip of his tongue swirl around it a few times before pulling away, even closing his lips around it and giving it a quick suck.
Rhuno’s tongue danced and teased around Nisha’s inner folds, running up one side and down the other and flicking over her throbbing clit with each lap, drawing sweet moans from the draenei as she writhed on the bed, fingers clawing at the sheets below. Each touch of her suddenly hypersensitive clit made her body jolt like she’d been shocked, bolts of electric pleasure shooting through her core. But her moans weren’t cries pure pleasure, they were frustrated, too, it felt incredible, but it just wasn’t enough, she needed something more… intense.
It caught Rhuno by surprise when Nisha’s hands suddenly abandoned their grip on the sheets and shot down between her legs, reaching for him. For a moment, they blindly explored, touching Rhuno’s face and jaw, searching for something, some sort of a handhold, somewhere they could grip onto. They soon found purchase on the long ivory horns that thrust from the sides of his head, fingers closing around them. She gripped tight then suddenly pulled his head forward and down, pulling his snout forward until his nose ground against her mons. Her hips rolled, grinding her pussy against his lips insistently. “More~!” She moaned, as though her desire wasn’t made clear enough already.
Rhuno would have smirked, if his lips weren’t occupied.
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