COMMISSION: Azeroth High #1

Author's Note: Late last year, a conversation got brewing on my Discord server after this image was posted. While it's just Sylvanas with a slimmer build and shorter hair, it made me wonder what a grumpy teenage Sylvanas would be like, and the idea became a full-on brainstorm among me and the other tentacles, one that generated a lot of fun ideas but sadly never actually came to light... until today.

Now, with the first installment commissioned, I present to all of you: Azeroth High, a modern high school AU for Blizzard's lore characters, complete with its own world-building and, yes, smut. Of special note is that I don't intend for these to all focus on the same characters, but to get a broad view of the entire school (world) in a series of short stories (2-3k words) that showcase different characters or pairings, and that's something where y'all tentacles can come in, too. If you want, shoot me a PM here or on Discord if there's something you'd specifically like to see, and you can commission your own chapter if I think the idea works!

Anyway, on to the story!

[story] [fu/fu] [tags below]

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‭“‬Gyaahh‭!” ‬shouted the harsh voice of Darion Mograine,‭ ‬storming ahead with a brutal shoulder-blow to his opponent,‭ ‬knocking the gangly troll off-balance and sprawling to the side.‭ ‬The grassy earth rumbled beneath his feet as he ploughed through another defender‭; ‬the ball tucked tight into his elbow,‭ ‬his head down and his other arm in front of him,‭ ‬the human couldn’t be blocked.‭ ‬Nothing could possibly stop him from--

Darion let out a hoarse grunt as he was tackled,‭ ‬flying sideways,‭ ‬the football flying from his pale fingers as he was brought to the ground.‭ ‬Struggling to sit up,‭ ‬he lashed to the side with an elbow‭ ‬--‭ ‬one that likely would have landed him in detention,‭ ‬had it connected‭ ‬--‭ ‬but the blow was caught in the thick brown hand of none other than Garrosh Hellscream,‭ ‬the enormous orc letting loose a mighty roar that echoed through the air like thunder.‭ “‬RraAAaRRrrRghHHh‭!”

The scramble was rough but quick,‭ ‬with both players quickly struggling back up to their feet‭ ‬--‭ ‬but the ball was already gone,‭ ‬spirited away by none other than the Blue Team’s quarterback.‭ ‬Flowing blonde hair tucked safely away beneath his helmet,‭ ‬Arthas sprinted with the ball where Mograine had failed,‭ ‬making his way towards a touchdown as the seconds counted down in their long,‭ ‬frantic game.

For Sylvanas Windrunner,‭ ‬hidden away beneath the bleachers,‭ ‬football was nothing more than the perfect way to ensure everyone was paying attention to something else.‭ ‬This allowed her to put herself in positions‭ ‬--‭ ‬both figuratively and literally‭ ‬--‭ ‬that she definitely didn’t want to be caught in on the schoolgrounds of Azeroth High.‭ ‬This specific position had her leaning back in a folding chair,‭ ‬her legs spread and lifted to a degree where her ankles nearly flanked her pointy-eared head.‭ ‬Her black t-shirt lifted to reveal perky,‭ ‬pale gray tits and her pants discarded completely,‭ ‬she was left in her black,‭ ‬torn-up stockings and sneakers,‭ ‬her slender,‭ ‬rigid girlcock pulsing contently against her stomach.‭ ‬Sylvanas casually lit a cigarette,‭ ‬one from the pack she’d bought off Illidan last week,‭ ‬and took a long,‭ ‬satisfied drag.‭ ‬She wanted to enjoy this.

‭“‬Mmmph mnh mmrhhm‭?” ‬came the muffled voice from below her,‭ ‬the slender nightborne doing her best to talk despite having her face fully buried in Sylvanas’s ass,‭ ‬tongue lapping and prodding eagerly at the little gray hole that she’d been given the privilege of sampling.

‭“‬What‭?” ‬Sylvanas sighed,‭ ‬a slight edge of annoyance in her voice.

Drawing away breathlessly,‭ ‬Thalyssra took one more long lick along the goth queenpin’s asshole,‭ ‬looking up with a hungry lust in her eyes.‭ “‬Can...‭ ‬c-can I suck you off now,‭ ‬Sylv‭?”

“What the fuck did I tell you‭? ‬Did I‭ ‬say you can suck my dick‭?”

“N-...‭ ‬no...‭” ‬Thalyssra’s dark cheeks flushed,‭ ‬and she returned to her work,‭ ‬poking her long,‭ ‬slim tongue back against and inside of Sylvanas’s backside with a moan of partial content.‭ ‬These meetings were getting more and more frequent,‭ ‬now about once a week,‭ ‬but entry into Sylvanas’s clique came neither quickly nor easily.‭ ‬Admittedly,‭ ‬the nightborne’s privileges had recently increased‭ ‬--‭ ‬she was now allowed to pleasure Sylv’s ass‭ ‬and balls,‭ ‬as long as she didn’t touch herself while she did it,‭ ‬of course.

‭“‬Nnh...‭” ‬Sylvanas let her eyes drift shut,‭ ‬taking another drag off of her cigarette as her other hand tugged and teased at one of her own nipples,‭ ‬rolling the stiff gray bud’s metal ring around and around.‭ ‬She’d gotten both of them pierced not long ago,‭ ‬wearing a ring in one and a bar in the other until she decided which she liked more...‭ ‬or simply decided to keep them both.‭ ‬Thalyssra’s tongue felt incredible,‭ ‬even if she’d never let the nightborne have the satisfaction of telling her‭ ‬--‭ ‬the way it lapped and squirmed,‭ ‬prodded and explored.‭ ‬The slim,‭ ‬ponytailed beauty pleasured her like only someone who truly loved what they were doing,‭ ‬a sort of hunger,‭ ‬an oral fixation that couldn’t be satisfied.‭ ‬One Sylvanas was more than happy to exploit.

Her soft groan of pleasure rose to a cool moan as Thaly tilted her positioning,‭ ‬lapping up Sylvanas’s pale pucker,‭ ‬along her taint and finally clasping the gloomy highborne’s delicate sack between her lips,‭ ‬eyes closed as she savored the mild muskiness of Sylv’s smooth balls.‭ ‬Ripples of pleasure rolled up through her body,‭ ‬causing her hard cock to bob and flex in place,‭ ‬a thin trickle of precum leaking onto her belly as Thalyssra’s tongue danced in eager patterns around the other girl’s sack.‭ “‬Mmppph....‭”

Sylvanas winced,‭ ‬biting her lip and keeping her legs spread,‭ ‬reaching down with her free hand to wrap her fist in the nightborne’s solid white ponytail,‭ ‬giving it a light squeeze to remind Thalyssra who was boss.‭ ‬Scarlet eyes flicked back to the football game playing out on the field some way away,‭ ‬one that appeared to be near to finding a winner.‭ ‬If fucking Arthas won‭ ‬another game nobody’d ever hear the end of it,‭ ‬but from the cheering on the Blue Team’s side,‭ ‬it seemed pretty likely.‭ ‬More importantly,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬if the game was about to end it meant Sylvanas had to wrap things up here,‭ ‬too.‭ “‬Back down,‭” ‬she hissed.

Obediently,‭ ‬Thalyssra dove back now,‭ ‬leaving Sylv’s balls wet and tingling with saliva as she returned to diligently servicing the other girl’s asshole,‭ ‬lovingly trailing her tongue around and around the tight entrance,‭ ‬teasing in and out of it with the tip of her tongue and letting out soft coos of excitement.‭ ‬Thaly too,‭ ‬of course,‭ ‬was rock-hard beneath her skirt...‭ ‬but Sylvanas had let her know that their arrangement wasn’t mutual.‭ ‬Even to pleasure herself was a right she’d have to earn.

Letting out a heated groan of pleasure of her own,‭ ‬Sylvanas took the final drag off of her cigarette before stubbing it out on the bleacher seat above her.‭ ‬One hand still wound up in the highborne’s ponytail,‭ ‬she finally brought the other to her own cock,‭ ‬starting to rapidly stroke the slim,‭ ‬smooth shaft up and down,‭ ‬summoning the ecstasy that had been building inside of her towards its peak‭ ‬--‭ ‬after all,‭ ‬she had to get this nut off before the game ended and anyone started looking for her.‭ “‬Nnngh,‭ ‬fucckkk...‭” ‬she groaned,‭ ‬gritting her teeth as she stroked herself faster and faster,‭ ‬getting closer to an explosion she knew just where to aim....

‭“‬Mmphh...‭ ‬mlllnn,‭ ‬hahmmphh...‭!” ‬Thalyssra whimpered breathlessly,‭ ‬keeping her hands tucked tightly behind her as she’d been instructed as performing as diligently as she could,‭ ‬her lips and tongue exhausted from the extent of her service,‭ ‬even though these recurring meetings were causing that issue to gradually diminish with practice.‭ ‬She looked up at Sylvanas,‭ ‬past her drool-soaked balls and at the slender goddess before her,‭ ‬frantically stroking her cock while Thaly ate her ass,‭ ‬and took a mental snapshot‭ ‬--‭ ‬even if she couldn’t see well without her glasses,‭ ‬she knew what she’d be thinking of when she used her toy on herself later tonight.

‭“‬Back,‭ ‬back‭!” ‬Sylv said in a harsh whisper,‭ ‬and the nightborne knew exactly what it meant.‭ ‬Pulling back and sitting up,‭ ‬Thalyssra closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide‭ ‬--‭ ‬though rather than the salty treat she’d been hoping for,‭ ‬Sylvanas opted to blast rope after thick,‭ ‬sticky rope of her hot cum across the other girl’s face,‭ ‬fully coating one closed eye and dribbling down her sharp nose and slender cheek.‭ ‬Barely any,‭ ‬even by accident,‭ ‬got anywhere near her mouth.

When the final squirt landed,‭ ‬Thaly’s lips pursed into a pout,‭ ‬her one free eye opening as she tried to wipe off the other.‭ “‬I thought you said I could drink it this time‭?”

“Changed my mind,‭” ‬Sylvanas tried to hide a cruel smirk.‭ “‬Next time,‭ ‬I promise.‭”

The nightborne frowned,‭ ‬but brightened a little at the hope for the future.‭ ‬Pulling a kerchief from her backpack that she thought she wouldn’t need to use today,‭ ‬she did her best to wipe her face of the other elf’s spunk before slipping her dark-rimmed glasses back on.‭ “‬So,‭ ‬um...‭ ‬will I see you next week‭?”

“As long as you have my homework ready,‭” ‬Sylv leaned back,‭ ‬taking a moment to catch her breath before reaching for her panties and jeans,‭ ‬wiggling her slim figure back into them and gathering up her backpack.

‭“‬Hey,‭ ‬ah,‭ ‬with the weekend coming up,‭ ‬do you think you might want to go see a movie or something,‭ ‬maybe saturday‭?” ‬Thalyssra bit her lip,‭ ‬grabbing her own backpack and slinging it over her shoulder.‭ “‬And if it’s boring I could...‭ ‬y’know,‭ ‬keep you entertained....‭”

“Busy that day,‭” ‬Sylvanas said dismissively,‭ ‬already making her way to leave.

‭“‬Oh,‭ ‬well maybe sunday--‭”

“Busy then too,‭ ‬sorry.‭”

The nightborne visibly wilted.‭ “‬Well...‭ ‬have a good night,‭ ‬I guess.‭”

“Kinda doubt it‭ ‬--‭ ‬supposed to go see the counselor after school.‭ ‬Always a fuckin‭’ ‬blast.‭ ‬See you next week‭!”

Leaving the other girl under the bleachers,‭ ‬Sylvanas made her way back into the school,‭ ‬hoping she had enough time to stash a few things in her locker before she had to see the counselor.‭ ‬Most of the other students were packing up to leave,‭ ‬grabbing backpacks or notebooks or sharing the most recent bits of gossip‭ ‬--‭ ‬much of which sounded like it was about the recent football game.‭ ‬Next to Sylv’s locker,‭ ‬unfortunately,‭ ‬were those two cheerleader bitches,‭ ‬Proudmoore and Whisperwind.

‭“‬Did you see that play Arthas made‭? ‬It’s no wonder they made him quarterback,‭ ‬it seems like ever since he’s been leading,‭ ‬the Blue Team can’t lose,‭” ‬Tyrande was saying as Sylvanas shouldered past the two of them,‭ ‬still in her blue cheerleading sweater with a huge golden lion’s head emblazoned on the front.

‭“‬I heard they were called the Azeroth Alliance now‭?” ‬Jaina retorted,‭ ‬head tilted to one side.

‭“‬Sure,‭ ‬but that’s just a nickname.‭ ‬Though with Arthas taking charge,‭ ‬I wouldn’t be surprised if he managed to make an official change.‭ ‬Plus he’s‭ ‬so hot....‭”

Jaina gasped.‭ “‬Wait,‭ ‬I thought you were dating Malfurion‭?”

“I aaaaam,‭” ‬Tyrande sighed,‭ “‬but sometimes he’s just like,‭ ‬boring,‭ ‬y’know‭? ‬Like he’s so fucking serious all the time.‭ ‬And I just can’t‭ ‬deal with his constant family drama ever since his brother got back from rehab.‭”

“Wait,‭ ‬you mean Illidan‭?”

“Oh,‭ ‬honey,‭ ‬are you not up on the gossip about the newer kids‭? ‬Fuck,‭ ‬I’m gonna have to catch you up,‭” ‬Tyrande let out a condescending giggle.‭ “‬Like you know that new girl,‭ ‬the shal’dorei‭?” ‬her voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper,‭ “‬I hear she has,‭ ‬like,‭ ‬an eating disorder‭?”

Having both heard enough and gotten what she came for,‭ ‬Sylvanas shrugged her way back past the pair,‭ ‬on her way through the hallway’s dwindling population and over to the counselor’s office.‭ ‬As always,‭ ‬she could feel the janitor’s eyes‭ ‬--‭ ‬that creepy old orc,‭ ‬Gul’dan‭ ‬--‭ ‬following her as she walked,‭ ‬but he stayed quiet as he wheeled out his bucket and mop.‭ ‬After a few moments,‭ ‬she’d gotten to the office,‭ ‬creaking the door open and peeking inside.

‭“‬Ah,‭ ‬Miss Windrunner‭!” ‬came the jovial,‭ ‬richly-accented voice of Dr.‭ ‬Velen,‭ ‬the psychiatrist at Azeroth High,‭ ‬who seemed to be finishing up writing a letter.‭ “‬Please,‭ ‬come in,‭ ‬sit down.‭”

With a dramatic sigh,‭ ‬Sylvanas clicked the door shut and flopped down into the seat opposite the draenei,‭ ‬propping her feet up irreverently on the edge of his desk.‭ “‬Well,‭ ‬here I am.‭”

“So you are,‭” ‬Velen acknowledged,‭ ‬his gentle eyes twinkling as he focused his attention on the moody young elf.‭ “‬So,‭ ‬I hear you’ve been getting into a little more trouble,‭ ‬but...‭ ‬I don’t want to talk about that right now.‭ ‬I want to hear what’s on your mind.‭”

Sylvanas paused,‭ ‬inhaling,‭ ‬thinking.‭ ‬What was on her mind‭? ‬What was the best way for her to express her angst‭?

“What are we,‭ ‬if not slaves to this torment‭?”

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