Misadventure by Midnight - ch.5

 Author's Note: TA-DAAAAAAAAA.

Sorry for the quietness post-Halloween, everyone. Had a toothache and was a bit crabby for a while, plus I was sinking my time into getting this thing finished -- which, as you can see, is quite long, and thus took a pretty long time to finish.

Now this installment is a teensy bit special in that it features another tie-in, though this one may end up being more long-term than the cameo Mione and Nariana made in chapter four. This one features Evyline, from Evyline and the One-Way Portal, so if you haven't checked that out you totally should read it before you read this.  For reasons!

In other news, tomorrow I'm gonna try to start setting something up to start collecting donations for a new installment of the Dungeonrunners, and while that stuff happens I'll be actively writing the new chapter of Strange Tales of the Deadslayer, which I have some reeeeaally cool ideas for!

So, without further ado, this.

[story] [F/F] [futa/futa/F] [preg, possibly] [vaginal] [anal/DAP] [titfuck] [oral] [frotting] [size difference] [ahegao] [#LongBoiz]

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Ughhhhhh.

How much did I drink last night‭?

When I finally awaken from my night of debauchery,‭ ‬I find that the lovely couple I met at the bar are gone,‭ ‬and I’ve never regretted being used so little.‭ ‬The hangover is less welcome,‭ ‬but nothing that can’t be taken care of with a couple healing potions,‭ ‬right‭?

At least they had the decency to put me up in an actual room when I passed out,‭ ‬and I take the opportunity to wash myself of all the dried sweat and cum and saliva that’s been caked to my bare skin.‭ ‬Cleaning off the night before,‭ ‬it may as well have not happened at all‭ ‬--‭ ‬except for those steamy memories of course,‭ ‬memories of that elf and her wife,‭ ‬the way they closed in on me,‭ ‬making me feel so vulnerable and yet so...‭ ‬precious.

I let out a soft sigh as my hand descends to my pussy,‭ ‬lightly rubbing at the delicate white slit in the tub and perhaps‭ “‬cleaning‭” ‬it a little more than is strictly necessary,‭ ‬thinking about last night.‭ ‬To be honest,‭ ‬after all of that,‭ ‬you’d think I’d be entirely sexually satisfied,‭ ‬but I’m as horny as ever.

Rubbing myself off in the bath,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬leaves me with a different sort of restlessness,‭ ‬and after treating myself a little longer than I need,‭ ‬I dry off and stuff my pale curves into my armor,‭ ‬slipping my tail out through the small leather hole I had to have added to the leather.‭ ‬Finding the staff had certainly been...‭ ‬interesting,‭ ‬as far as quests go,‭ ‬but I feel like I haven’t had a real chance to prove my skills recently.‭ ‬I’d like that to change.

Tugging the black leather of my suit into place,‭ ‬I wave sheepishly at the waitress from last night as I scuttle out of the inn,‭ ‬using so little stealth I’d probably get kicked out if anyone from the Crucible saw me,‭ ‬but whatever.‭ ‬Stealth was never my strong suit anyway.‭ ‬With the...‭ ‬you know.‭ ‬Hooves.‭ ‬And all that.

I’m not sure what I’m looking for as I stalk through the city of Dalaran,‭ ‬daggers at my sides.‭ ‬A quest,‭ ‬a mission‭? ‬Some wild Horde uprising,‭ ‬or an incursion from the Legion,‭ ‬or some crazy dungeon,‭ ‬maybe.‭ ‬Something where I can prove‭ ‬--‭ ‬to myself as much as anyone else‭ ‬--‭ ‬that I’m worthy of the recent promotions the Uncrowned bestowed on me.‭ ‬And who knows‭; ‬maybe if I keep working at it,‭ ‬really show that I can actually be a great‭ ‬rogue,‭ ‬rather than just a reasonably rogueish draenei,‭ ‬I might even get an artifact weapon of my own.‭ ‬Not that they hand those out like candy or anything,‭ ‬but...‭ ‬it’d be cool.

I find what I’m looking for before I decide what it is,‭ ‬when I see a young blood elf woman babbling wildly about a succubus army on a ship towards the southeast,‭ ‬pleading desperately to a pair of illidari who seem decidedly unimpressed.

“I’m telling you!” the girl whines, gesturing hilariously with her arms. She’s a lot slimmer than I and probably a great deal younger, with bright golden hair and pale peach skin, the simple brown leather of her armor making me wonder if she belongs anywhere near the Broken Isles. And that’s quite the criticism, coming from me. “There were so many of them! Dozens! You have to do something about them!”

“Uh huh,‭” ‬one of the illidari grunts back‭; ‬an athletic,‭ ‬white-haired night elf who’s giving the girl a stare that manages to be dismissively cold even through the blindfold.‭ “‬And each and every one of them raped you.‭”

“They were serving their mistress who was this‭ ‬huuuuge shivarra‭!” ‬the blood elf exclaims,‭ ‬flailing her arms upward to display how huuuuuge the demoness had indeed been.‭ “‬And yes‭! ‬They all raped me‭! ‬I took‭ ‬three dicks in my ass at the‭ ‬same time,‭ ‬you have to do something about that ship‭!”

“Impressive,‭” ‬the demon hunter says in a deadpan voice,‭ ‬sighing.‭ “‬Listen,‭ ‬kid.‭ ‬Alra and I already have a mission we need to go on,‭ ‬and it’s a rare opportunity.‭ ‬So unless you want to do that for us while we take care of your succubus fuck-party,‭ ‬we have better things to take care of.‭”

“What’s the mission‭?” ‬I say,‭ ‬blinking as I walk over to where the three are talking,‭ ‬cocking my head to the side.‭ “‬Maybe I can help her while you take care of the ship.‭ ‬I mean,‭ ‬if it’s something I can do.‭” ‬What can I say‭? ‬I can relate to a tale of woe and excessive anal plundering.‭ ‬Plus,‭ ‬the elf’s pretty cute.

The other illidari‭ ‬--‭ ‬this one a sin’dorei with vibrant red hair‭ ‬--‭ ‬turns to face me,‭ ‬her expression blank for a long moment,‭ ‬distant,‭ ‬as if trying to remember something.‭ ‬Finally it comes to her,‭ ‬and she speaks,‭ “‬...You’re that draenei who tried to become an assassin,‭ ‬right‭?”

“Erm.‭ ‬Assassin is really such a loaded term,‭ ‬don’t you think‭? ‬I’m just kind of a,‭ ‬um...‭ ‬you know.‭ ‬Scoundrel.‭”

“Well,‭ ‬maybe a scoundrel will work,‭” ‬she relents.‭ “‬One of the brides of Shaxus defected from him recently,‭ ‬and...‭ ‘‬divorce‭’ ‬among demons isn’t always the cleanest cut,‭ ‬if you know what I mean.‭ ‬Kazima and I got intelligence about that bride‭ ‬--‭ ‬ex-bride‭ ‬--‭ ‬stealing some important item from Shaxus before fleeing.‭ ‬We aren’t sure what it is,‭ ‬but if it can be used to fight the Legion,‭ ‬we intend to find out.‭”

Shaxus‭? ‬The pit lord that fucked me senseless along with his three brides‭? ‬Yeesh,‭ ‬hope they didn’t have any small children‭ ‬--‭ ‬divorce can be hell for kids.‭ “‬You asked the right scoundrel.‭ ‬Erm,‭ ‬draenei.‭ ‬You asked the right...‭ ‬rascally draenei.‭”

The kaldorei who spoke first slowly arches one long,‭ ‬white brow in my direction.

‭“I mean, um! I know him! Well, them. I know-- I mean, not know-know, obviously, but like, we met? I met Shaxus. And the brides. So I’ll know them. Should be easy as cake!” I stumble over my own words, starting to go faster and faster as the two illidari start chuckling quietly amongst each other.

‭“She must have been part of one of their ‘special’ parties,” the redhead snorts. “Alright, draenei. I’ll put a mark on your map of the last place we saw her -- and we’ll take a look at the Legion ship and see if we can send it back to where it came from.”

“You’d really help me‭?” ‬the blonde girl says,‭ ‬turning her big green eyes my direction.‭ “‬Thank you,‭ ‬thank you‭! ‬I’ll come with you,‭ ‬maybe you can use a,‭ ‬um...‭ ‬cunning archer,‭ ‬if you’re gonna go take out that bride lady‭!” ‬She hustles over to my side as the illidari marks my map,‭ ‬true to her word.

I glance back to the blood elf girl as I roll my map back up and stow it away.‭ “‬You sure you wanna do this‭? ‬I’m gonna try to go in quietly,‭ ‬if I can.‭ ‬I’d rather there be as little bloodshed if possible.‭ ‬Just get what we’re supposed to get and get out.‭” ‬I turn,‭ ‬straightening my tunic and starting to walk towards Krasus‭’ ‬Landing‭ ‬--‭ ‬the map shows the shivarra I’m looking for was last seen somewhere on the western coast of Aszuna.‭ ‬Smart.‭ ‬Probably where I’d hide if I really,‭ ‬really didn’t want anyone finding me.

‭“I-I can be sneaky! I have skills of camouflage! I went through all my formal training as an Eversong ranger, I’ve been well educated in the art the ambush!” She looks up at me again as she scurries behind me, her voice so full of hope. She reminds me of me, a little bit, though even more green behind the ears, if that was possible.

‭“Alright, you’re on. We’ll do it together,” I say, offering her a little smile as I make my way through the crowded steps leading to the flight master. “My name’s Jaeya -- what’s yours?”

“Evyline‭!” ‬she exclaims,‭ “‬and thank you again.‭ ‬I don’t think those illidari would have helped me if you hadn’t come along.‭”

“Illidari aren’t known for being helpful,‭” ‬I shrug.‭ “‬Single-minded martyrs in the war against the Legion,‭ ‬and all that.‭ ‬I swear,‭ ‬they take the blindfold thing so seriously.‭ ‬It’s not like they can’t see.‭” ‬Checking my knives,‭ ‬I nod to the flight master and silently show him my map while I talk to Evyline,‭ ‬and he nods in response.

‭“I won’t be able to get you there, but I can get you close. I’ll get two gryphons prepared for--”

“Um,‭ ‬actually,‭” ‬the ranger girl interrupts sheepishly.‭ “‬I was...‭ ‬hoping I could ride with you,‭ ‬Jaeya.‭ ‬I...‭ ‬I-I lost my money when I stumbled onto that Legion ship.‭ ‬I barely made it out with my bow and most of my armor.‭”

I arch one brow,‭ ‬sighing through my nose.‭ ‬Babysitting someone who’s even more of a rookie than I am is not something I’m exactly used to,‭ ‬and I have to wonder how endearing her high-strung innocence would be if she wasn’t so Light-damned‭ ‬cute.‭ “‬Make that one gryphon.‭”

Evyline claps excitedly as the massive,‭ ‬feathered beast strides out in front of us,‭ ‬hopping on first and wiggling her slender figure into place.‭ ‬Making me ride bitch on the gryphon I paid for,‭ ‬huh‭? ‬Alright,‭ ‬I see how it is.

Narrowing my eyes,‭ ‬I pay the elf who tends the gryphons and hop on behind Evyline,‭ ‬tucking my hooves close to my sides and winding my arms slowly around her center.‭ ‬She lets out a tiny squeak,‭ ‬stiffening slightly in my grip but not getting a chance to protest before the flying mount takes off like a felbat out of the Nether.

She squirms a little against me,‭ ‬seeming uncertain of my closeness,‭ ‬but she doesn’t say anything.‭ ‬If she wants to be in front‭ ‬--‭ ‬on the ride I paid for,‭ ‬no less‭ ‬--‭ ‬she’s gonna have to deal with me anchoring myself to her as comfortably as I want to.‭ ‬Which happens to primarily include me squishing my arms around her waist,‭ ‬pressing my hips upward to fit snugly against the tight brown leather clinging to her petite backside.

‭“H-how long do you think it’ll take to get to Aszuna?” she calls back to me, tensing a little as I start to raise my grip, grinning wickedly behind her.

‭“Long enough,” I coo. Tilting up, I take one tiny, tender nibble at the edge of one of the ranger’s long, pointed ears, biting very softly against the crest of it and causing a tremor and squeak to shake through Evyline’s small figure.

‭“Mmnn... w-what are you...?” she stammers, getting her answer before she finishes the question as I carefully slide my pale fingertips up under the bottom of her short leather jerkin, finding her bare, soft skin and starting to caress along it. My fingers creep up higher and higher, still nibbling lightly at the edge of her ear as my hand finally finds one small breast, giving it a soft squeeze and rub. “Ah-iiyye... nnnmnnm....”

Not replying,‭ ‬I tilt down to gently kiss along her neck,‭ ‬relishing the feeling of her slim figure warming and wiggling against me.‭ ‬Gas,‭ ‬grass,‭ ‬or ass,‭ ‬right‭? ‬And seeing as we aren’t on a gyrocopter‭ ‬--‭ ‬and I don’t think she has any swiftthistle on her‭ ‬--‭ ‬that only leaves one way for her to repay the ride.‭ ‬Her hesitance melts almost immediately,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬and in only a few moments she’s reclining back against me,‭ ‬her legs spreading slightly and kept tucked to the sides of the gryphon.

Her stammers and yelps fade to innocent moans as my other hand slides down the front of her pants,‭ ‬teasing my fingertips lightly along her delicate pink slit while the dark ocean below us gives way to the rolling olive hills and dusky skies of Aszuna,‭ ‬growing ever more moody as time slips by,‭ ‬giving way to evening.‭ ‬Fondling the elf girl’s clit with two fingertips and her stiffened pink nipple with my other hand,‭ ‬I purr into her throat,‭ ‬biting softly into it,‭ ‬not hard enough to hurt Evyline but hard enough to make her tense and tremble back against me.

I murmur softly in my mother tongue,‭ ‬nibbling up her throat back to her ear,‭ ‬sliding one finger inside of her carefully and teasing a little more,‭ ‬a little deeper.‭ ‬She’s relaxing and squirming all at once,‭ ‬her resistance softening like silver over an open flame,‭ ‬and I finally feel her shudder hard‭ ‬--‭ ‬once,‭ ‬then twice,‭ ‬then a third time,‭ ‬harder.‭ ‬I feel her grow wetter,‭ ‬tightening around my fingers,‭ ‬her lean back arching sensuously against me as I nip and grope at her,‭ ‬still teasing that stiff pink nipple even as I torment her pussy with the precise,‭ ‬subtle touches of a master pickpocket.‭ ‬Well...‭ ‬okay,‭ ‬maybe not master.‭ ‬Maybe not even‭ ‬good.‭ ‬Okay maybe I didn’t even do any of the stuff with the genie,‭ ‬but whatever.‭ ‬I could have if I wanted to.‭ ‬It’s good enough for her.

Biting down lightly against her shoulder,‭ ‬I soak in the sound of the elf girl’s ecstatic moan as she climaxes under my exploring fingers and cozy embrace,‭ ‬pushing my chest out a little to give her something to rest her head on.‭ “‬NNnhhhahhhhh...‭!” ‬she whimpers out,‭ ‬eyes squeezing shut as she lets out a yelp,‭ ‬then another,‭ ‬her moans warm and intense as I help her ride out her orgasm.‭ ‬Screaming gives way to panting after a moment,‭ ‬her body melting back into me,‭ ‬her twitching and writhing falling still to be eclipsed by the smooth,‭ ‬rhythmic motion of the gryphon’s wingbeats.

‭“Why...?” she whispers after a moment, her voice hazy and dreamlike, her eyes blinking open a few times as she starts to come around. I slip my hand out of her pants, just nuzzling gently into her neck and playfully fondling her breast with the other.

‭“You complaining?” I say, grinning.

‭“...N-no... just curious....”

I bring my hand up to her lips,‭ ‬glistening with her juices,‭ ‬and she takes a hesitant lick at one,‭ ‬then takes it slowly into her mouth,‭ ‬tilting her body to turn those big green eyes up at me while she suckles it.‭ “‬Just frisky,‭ ‬I guess,‭” ‬I finally relent.‭ “‬Plus,‭ ‬you’re so cute‭ ‬--‭ ‬and really looked like you needed to unwind a little bit.‭”

“I did,‭” ‬she nods,‭ ‬nibbling the tip of my finger.‭ ‬I smirk,‭ ‬leaning down to give her lips a very gentle kiss before my eyes flicker up from her face,‭ ‬down to the expanse of hills giving way more and more to fel-pocked cliffs and willow trees.

‭“We’re there,” I tell her softly, smooching her again before sitting up straight. The gryphon’s already descending, and I tighten my legs against its sides to stay in place. “You have your bow with you?”

“Yes,‭” ‬she says simply.‭ “‬I’m...‭ ‬I’m ready.‭ ‬I think.‭”

“Good,‭” ‬I nod at her,‭ ‬whipping my leg around her to hop down off of the gryphon just before it lands in an attempt to look cool.‭ ‬Of course,‭ ‬my hoof getting snagged on a root the instant I hit ground and making me stumble at the last second might have hurt that endeavor,‭ ‬but I think I made it work.‭ ‬I draw my daggers and look down at them‭ ‬--‭ ‬simple,‭ ‬double-edged weapons with short,‭ ‬fat blades,‭ ‬more designed for stabbing than for slashing.

The gryphon lands beside me,‭ ‬and Evyline struggles to hop off,‭ ‬grabbing her bow from a sling on the beast’s side an instant before it leaps away on its return flight to Dalaran.‭ ‬I hope she’s up to this,‭ ‬though I may not know exactly what we’re up against.‭ ‬Maybe she’d work best as a sentry while I sneak in‭? ‬Watch my back‭? “‬Evy,‭” ‬I say,‭ ‬pointing to a nearby willow tree with reeds low-hanging enough that she should be able to high behind them easily,‭ ‬overlooking a cliff that should keep her in full view of my path.‭ “‬Can you stay there and watch my back with your bow‭?”

“Watch your back‭?” ‬she says,‭ ‬blinking in confusion.‭ “‬But--‭ ‬I--‭ ‬no‭! ‬I can help‭! ‬Don’t leave me behind‭! ‬I told you I’m a completely trained and skilled ranger‭!” ‬She chews her bottom lip,‭ ‬glancing behind her at the rolling cracks and chasms that have been torn apart by the Legion.‭ ‬Her cheeks,‭ ‬I notice,‭ ‬are still deeply flushed from our earlier play,‭ ‬which brings a smile to my face.‭ “‬Besides,‭ ‬um...‭ ‬it’s scary by myself.‭ ‬Last time I was by myself....‭”

“Three dicks in your ass,‭ ‬I remember.‭”

“At the‭ ‬same time‭!‬”

“At the same time.‭” ‬I sigh,‭ ‬creeping up to the edge of the cliff that leads down to the rocky coast below.‭ ‬I don’t remember many caves over here,‭ ‬but this was always pretty much a no-man’s-land as far as thorough exploration went.‭ “‬Okay,‭ ‬come on.‭ ‬Just stay close,‭ ‬and stay quiet.‭ ‬We don’t know what protection she might have.‭ ‬And remember--‭” ‬I add,‭ ‬looking back to the blonde.‭ “‬We’re not here to kill her.‭ ‬We’re here to steal her...‭ ‬whatever her thing is.‭”

Fixing a grappling hook to a tough outcropping at the cliff’s edge,‭ ‬I start carefully lowering myself down to the rocky coastway,‭ ‬Evyline following along close behind me.‭ ‬I’m not sure what I expect to find‭ ‬--‭ ‬or which of three brides I’m dealing with,‭ ‬here‭ ‬--‭ ‬but surprisingly it doesn’t end up taking too long for me to start finding signs of life.‭ ‬Small protective runes burned into the rocks are definitely demonic in nature,‭ ‬though they more closely resemble those used by the illidari than those used by the Legion.‭ ‬Odd.‭ “‬Stay alert.‭ ‬I don’t think she’ll be far from where we are right now.‭”

“That map marker must have been really accurate,‭ ‬huh‭?” ‬the elf responds.

‭“For once,” I say, nodding slightly and drawing my daggers back from my hips, lowering myself into a crouch and starting to skulk along the coast, keeping my hooves out of the water. More of those strange runes, though I’m not sure what they’re supposed to be protecting from. No alarms, no apparent traps. Maybe wards against magical entry or spying?

Runes or no runes,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬good old-fashioned physical spying appears to do the trick‭ ‬--‭ ‬it takes an hour perhaps‭ (‬bringing us deeper under the veil of night‭) ‬of searching through various small outcroppings and short cliffs before I find what is most definitely a cave mouth,‭ ‬neatly concealed behind the hanging reeds of an enormous willow tree perched on the soil above.‭ ‬I hold one finger to my lips,‭ ‬signaling to Evyline to be extra-quiet as I skulk forward,‭ ‬brushing aside the reeds and slipping into the cave.

Good,‭ ‬looks like nobody’s home.‭ ‬Score one for Team Jaeya‭; ‬maybe if luck stays on my side the demoness will have left whatever trinket she stole here,‭ ‬and I can snatch it without a hitch.‭ ‬I glance behind me to make sure the elf is keeping up before taking in the layout of the cave‭ ‬--‭ ‬it’s dark and impressively spacious,‭ ‬if only sparsely furnished.‭ ‬A long,‭ ‬strange couch draped with silks would appear to be where the demon rests,‭ ‬and assorted furs and skins are strewn across the rocky ground in a lavish approximation of a carpet.‭ ‬Overall,‭ ‬it’s difficult to tell whether this defected bride intends to stay here long or not.

‭“What are we looking for, again?” Evy whispers from behind me, her fingers tight around her bow as she nervously glances back and forth between me and the entrance to the cave.

‭“Not sure. I figure I’ll know it when I see it,” I whisper back, stalking quietly through the cave. Not a lot to look through, honestly -- a small campfire near the back of the cave is surrounded by the various hanging carcasses of nearby fauna, and other such scavenged foodstuffs piled beside it answer my long, unasked questions of whether or not demons eat regular food. Not seeing anything of the “strange artifact” nature, though... “If I ever see it.”

“You won’t see it,‭ ‬sweetheart,‭ ‬because I would never leave it here unattended,‭” ‬comes a voice I’ve definitely heard before.‭ ‬Evyline may not have been the most useful sentry,‭ ‬it turns out,‭ ‬but to her credit she immediately looses an arrow at the tall,‭ six‬-armed‭ ‬figure silhouetted behind that cloak of reeds.‭ ‬One of those slender arms brushes that flimsy barrier of willow aside,‭ ‬and she steps inside,‭ ‬tall and green and gorgeous,‭ ‬just like I remember her.‭ ‬Aziva.‭ ‬With one of her lower arms she lifts up a single strange object‭ ‬--‭ ‬a small,‭ ‬jagged sphere of what seems to be crystal,‭ ‬fit into a setting of dark blue metal and fixed onto a short handle.‭ ‬Some kind of talisman,‭ ‬or scepter‭? “‬I assume this is what you were looking for,‭ ‬little draenei‭?”

“Not necessarily,‭” ‬I say quickly,‭ ‬swallowing a hard lump that suddenly forms in my throat.

The shivarra arches one brow at me,‭ ‬a little grin on her face as she takes another slow step into the cave,‭ ‬aggressively blocking any exit.‭ “‬Now now...‭ ‬tell me the truth,‭ ‬little one.‭ ‬Don’t you think we’ve shared enough together to keep such secrets‭?”

“How‭ ‬do you know her‭?” ‬Evyline whispers,‭ ‬and I elbow her ribs silently in response.

‭“If we don’t have any secrets,” I retort quickly, “why don’t you tell me what that thing is? What it does?”

“I couldn’t if I wanted to,‭” ‬Aziva purrs.‭ ‬She’s in control here,‭ ‬and she knows it.‭ ‬That rumble in her velvet voice is like the murmur in a lion’s chest just before it roars,‭ ‬weakening my knees.‭ “‬I don’t know what it is,‭ ‬or what it does.‭ ‬If I had known Stormrage’s whelps would be hounding me for it,‭ ‬I wouldn’t have taken it in the first place.‭”

“Well...‭ ‬if you don’t know what it is,‭ ‬why did you take it‭?”

“Ah ah ah,‭ ‬draenei,‭” ‬the demoness coos,‭ ‬moving closer and lowering herself to one knee,‭ ‬leaning in so that she can bring her face nearer to mine.‭ ‬I had forgotten how pretty she was‭ ‬--‭ ‬all the fierce beauty of a demon,‭ ‬but with a strange gentleness,‭ ‬her blue eyes so large and expressive,‭ ‬contrasted against the lustrous jet-black of her hair.‭ “‬You asked me a question,‭ ‬now I get to ask you one.‭ ‬Who is your friend‭?” ‬Aziva’s gaze flickers from me to Evyline,‭ ‬her fanged grin widening a little,‭ ‬at once playful,‭ ‬predatory,‭ ‬and genuinely curious.

‭“My name is Evyline! I’m an Eversong ranger and I’m highly trained so you’d better--mmmph!” I silence her as quickly as possible by cupping one hand over her mouth, my other hand dipping downward to grab her ass and give it a hard squeeze.

‭“She’s a friend,” I say over her. “She has no affiliation with the illidari, she’s just here to help me.”

“Interesting.‭ ‬Close friends,‭ ‬I see,‭” ‬the shivarra purrs.‭ “‬As for your question‭ ‬--‭ ‬I took it out of mere spite,‭ ‬nothing more.‭ ‬In fact,‭ ‬this may be advantageous for both of us.‭” ‬She pulls closer now,‭ ‬making it more uncomfortably clear how much larger her head is than mine,‭ ‬her lips now so close to my own that I can almost taste the smokey sweetness of her scent.‭ “‬I’d be more than happy to have the illidari off my trail.‭ ‬You want this useless trinket‭? ‬Take it.‭”

I run my tongue along my lips,‭ ‬swallowing again.‭ ‬My gaze travels from those soft,‭ ‬full green lips,‭ ‬down along the demoness’s slender neck and to the creamy cleavage nestled so tightly within that small,‭ ‬flimsy top of hers.‭ ‬I bring my eyes back to hers,‭ ‬inhaling deeply.‭ “‬What’s the catch‭?”

“I get so lonely down here‭ ‬--‭ ‬without my dear husband or his other wives to keep me occupied.‭ ‬Perhaps,‭ ‬if you want this,‭ ‬you and your...‭ ‬close friend and I,‭ ‬can have some fun.‭” ‬She grins,‭ ‬leaning down to very tenderly nibble at the end of one of the tendrils hanging below my ear.

So she wants a piece of this white chocolate in exchange for the item.‭ ‬Why am I not surprised‭? ‬Then again,‭ ‬Aziva is hot as hell and I already admitted to being crazy horny.‭ ‬And it should be getting close to midnight,‭ ‬too...‭ ‬so honestly,‭ ‬what do I have to lose‭? “‬How do you feel,‭ ‬Evy‭? ‬Have you had your fill of shivarra cock‭?”

“Um‭?” ‬Evy blinks,‭ ‬turning her wide eyes to me.‭ ‬This girl is not the quickest on the draw,‭ ‬is she‭? ‬She’s‭ ‬really lucky she’s cute.

‭“Aziva’s gonna fuck us both.”

“...Oh.‭ ‬Uhh.‭ ‬Yyye--no‭?”

“Good enough,‭” ‬I shrug,‭ ‬pulling the blood elf close and locking her in a long,‭ ‬heated kiss,‭ ‬clinging tightly to her for a moment to prepare myself for what’s about to happen.

‭“Mmmphh-- I don’t remember agreeing to thi--mmnnn...” I silence the blood elf’s continued protests with more kisses, my hands sliding down her slender sides to grab her butt more tightly, giving it a firm squeeze. I hear Aziva emit a low purr, the shivarra watching the display with increasing interest.

‭“It’s a good thing you two are already so well acquainted,” she coos, unhooking the front of her flimsy top and tossing it aside, showing off her own firm green breasts as she slithers over to her curious bench of cushions, sitting down on her heap of furs and reclining against it. Her nipples, I notice, are both pierced with silvery hoops of metal, something I must have been too distracted to notice when I met her the first time. Pulling a bejeweled clasp from her hair, she lets it loose, waves of inky blackness spilling down her shoulders and back, complementing the pale jade tone of her smooth skin. “Clothes off,” she adds as she makes herself comfortable -- her voice then lowers an octave, taking on an edge to serve as a gentle reminder that she doesn’t intend to take no for an answer. “Now.”

Drawing back slightly from Evyline’s lips,‭ ‬I nibble the bottom one and let my eyes lock to hers for just a moment,‭ ‬my voice dropping to a whisper.‭ “‬Aziva’s cool.‭ ‬Just play along and we’ll get out of this just fine,‭ ‬alright‭?” ‬I coo comfortingly,‭ ‬kissing her lips again as I reach for the laces at the back of her jerkin,‭ ‬slashing them swiftly with my dagger before tossing both the blade,‭ ‬and the top,‭ ‬to the side of the cave.‭ ‬I do my best to make a show of stripping both Evyline and myself,‭ ‬kissing down along the blood elf’s chest,‭ ‬between her petite breasts,‭ ‬then tenderly kissing and suckling at one delicate pink nipple as I undo the fastenings on my own snug suit of black leather,‭ ‬peeling it away inch by inch off of my own snow-white skin.

I can feel the stirring between my thighs that tells me that midnight’s come,‭ ‬but the only person that should come as any surprise to is Evy,‭ ‬who will...‭ ‬fuck if I know.‭ ‬Have to just deal with it,‭ ‬I guess.‭ ‬I slip the suit away and climb out of it,‭ ‬feeling my freshly-sprouted girlcock bounce to life and wobble between my thighs,‭ ‬settling on my hooves as I continue to strip Evy down.‭ ‬Peeling her snug leather pants down from around that perky butt they cling to so greedily,‭ ‬I take a gentle lap at the smooth slit of her pussy,‭ ‬then another,‭ ‬feeling her shudder in excitement as I tenderly prime her for what’s about to come.‭ ‬I consider myself an expert on weird impromptu sex stuff at this point,‭ ‬but she deserves a second to warm up.

‭“Cute,” I hear Aziva coo. Pushing my face into Evy’s pussy to take another long, hungry lap at the elven sweetness between her thighs, I gaze sidelong at the demoness, her loincloth stripped away now to leave her as naked as the two of us, her hypnotically large, erect green girlcock standing at attention between her spread legs. It may not be as intimidating as Shaxus was, but that thing’s a hell of a lot bigger than Mione’s. Fortunately neither I nor apparently Evy are newcomers to getting fucked by a shivarra. “Come, beauties. Come and earn your prize.”

I smile up at Evy,‭ ‬giving her slit another tender lick,‭ ‬nibbling at one fold tenderly before standing up to pose with her,‭ ‬my tail swishing excitedly behind me.‭ ‬Giving her another gentle kiss,‭ ‬my cock presses firmly up into her stomach,‭ ‬causing her eyes to widen.‭ “‬Come on,‭ ‬let’s have some fun.‭”

“Y-you have a--‭?”

“Yeah.‭ ‬Funny story.‭ ‬I’ll fill you in later.‭” ‬Taking her hand gently I guide her over towards Aziva,‭ ‬climbing gently up against one of the shivarra’s sides and nodding for Evyline to take the other,‭ ‬flanking the demonic green-skinned beauty.‭ ‬I lean up to kiss the demoness’s lips‭ ‬--‭ ‬an embrace that is readily accepted and returned‭ ‬--‭ ‬as I cuddle myself into her side,‭ ‬pressing the underside of my milk-white ladydick up against Aziva’s bigger one,‭ ‬sawing lightly against it as the two of us kiss.‭ ‬The knowledge that Evy’s watching is oddly exciting,‭ ‬and I find a smile coming to my face,‭ ‬opening one eye to see the blood elf mirroring my movements.‭ ‬Flanking Aziva,‭ ‬she too gets cozy against the demon’s side,‭ ‬nuzzling one pierced breast shyly and winding one leg around Aziva’s waist so that she can press her pussy up against the other side of her enormous green dick,‭ ‬already wet and bothered from my teasing and licking.

‭“Mmnnn... your friend didn’t take much convincing, did she, draenei?” the shivarra purrs, arching back against her couch and reclining further, her two pairs of arms draping over both of us lightly, pulling us more tightly against her lap so that we can saw against her from either side. I feel her huge cock throb against mine, one hand sliding down to grab a fistful of my backside while the other trails lustfully up and down my back.

‭“Maybe she couldn’t resist you,” I coo, leaning into her breast and biting at it softly, taking her pierced nipple between my lips and suckling, then tugging playfully at the metal ring with my teeth. Tucking myself comfortably in her lap, I continue to saw my hips upward, sliding my boner back and forth along hers and causing shudders of pleasure to spark and sizzle throughout the both of us. I hear the shivarra let out a soft moan, and know I’m on the right track. “And my name’s Jaeya.”

“J-Jaeya,‭” ‬I hear Evy’s soft voice call to me,‭ ‬uncertain and wavering.‭ “‬Am I doing it right‭?” ‬I look up from Aziva’s breast‭ ‬--‭ ‬licking gently along her nipple with my exit‭ ‬--‭ ‬and look to the blood elf,‭ ‬who’s still keeping up a clumsy mirror of my actions,‭ ‬grinding her slick pussy up and down along the opposite side of Aziva’s dick,‭ ‬spreading her wetness alongside it and leaning forward,‭ ‬clinging her arms around the demoness’s torso.

‭“You’re doing perfectly, hun,” I assure her, smiling and leaning across Aziva’s chest to steal Evy’s lips in another gentle kiss, holding this one for a longer moment when I hear the shivarra’s lustful groan of approval. Planting one knee beneath me, I shift my hips forward a little to slide my shaft more aggressively and wildly into Aziva’s, slipping past it to rub and press against Evy’s slit as well while the two of us kiss.

None of this will be enough to satisfy the demon,‭ ‬but I don’t expect it to‭ ‬--‭ ‬I’m just trying to get my new ranger friend in on the action so she doesn’t fuck this whole thing up and get us‭ (‬me‭) ‬killed.‭ ‬At that,‭ ‬this seems to be working perfectly,‭ ‬as I can feel Evy melting into my kiss again,‭ ‬seemingly powerless to resist any direct affection and making me wonder just how much effort was required for that legion of succubi to get into her pants.‭ ‬My mind doesn’t linger on that long,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬as I have decidedly...‭ ‬erm,‭ ‬bigger,‭ ‬things to worry about.

‭“All this teasing is pleasant enough, my darlings,” Aziva’s voice jars me from my embrace with Evyline. “But I think the time for teasing is over.” The hand massaging the springy white flesh of my butt abruptly becomes more... invasive, with one finger and then a second dipping between the firm globes of my asscheeks to probe against my back entrance -- pressing briefly, then driving inside, making me whimper out with surprise and sudden pleasure. From Evyline’s similar reaction (though she’s somewhat more dramatic, her eyes rolling halfway back into her head and her mouth opening up into a paralyzed O), something very similar is happening to her.

‭“Nnngghhffff...!” Evy squeaks, curling up in place and finally letting out a gasp, burying her face into Aziva’s breast, the weight of her head squishing that full green tit gently against the other, and giving me an idea. Last time Aziva and I met, she was more than a little enamored of my own rack. Maybe a round two will put her in a good mood -- we may be “besties” and all, but she’s still a demon, and that still makes her unpredictable.

Giving my cock a few playful swats back and forth across the tip of Aziva’s,‭ ‬I crawl forward a bit and reposition myself,‭ ‬getting more fully in her lap and sitting down on the mountain of furs,‭ ‬between her spread legs.‭ “‬Is this what you want,‭ ‬Aziva...‭?” ‬I coo up at her,‭ ‬hooking one leg over hers and leaning my head back against the shivarra’s chest,‭ ‬leaning forward to press my chest against her cock and wrapping both of my milky,‭ ‬buoyant tits around it,‭ ‬squeezing them together to create a tight prison for that enormous dick.

‭“They never told me the draenei were psychic...” Aziva says teasingly, her eyes closing for just a moment as she releases a moan of pleasure, her cock throbbing hard between my breasts as I squeeze and slide them along that huge shaft. Pinning one foot by her side, she thrusts her hips up against me, letting out another low, hungry coo of pleasure and desire. “But what will your little friend do...?”

Surprisingly,‭ ‬Evyline answers the question almost before it’s fully asked‭ ‬--‭ ‬I glance to her just in time to see the young elf staring intently at my own dick,‭ ‬currently bobbing free and unattended between my spread thighs.‭ ‬Curiosity and desire flicker across those big green eyes and she finally leans in,‭ ‬dragging her tongue along the flat of my girlcock before wrapping her lips around the end,‭ ‬climbing up so that she’s half in my lap and half in Aziva’s,‭ ‬enveloping my swollen white mushroom tip with her delicate pink lips.‭ “‬Mnnphhh...‭” ‬she emits simply,‭ ‬wordlessly,‭ ‬wrapping both arms around my waist to grab two fistfuls of my ass,‭ ‬sinking my cock deeper and deeper down into the wet,‭ writhing ‬cavern of her mouth. Works for me!

Wincing with pleasure as the young elf sucks and licks at my cock, I squish my breasts more firmly around Aziva’s considerably larger one, squeezing them tight around the massive shaft and starting to slide them up and down along it. The shivarra’s dick is so big I can’t keep the entire thing covered with my boobs at one time, so I have to slide them aggressively back and forth along it, my precum and the slickness from Evy’s pussy making that big green thing nice and slippery. Looking up at Aziva, our eyes lock for just a moment before she tilts her head down to kiss me, her hands sliding hungrily up and down my body as I keep her dick locked within the valley of my generous cleavage.

“Mnnn... fuck...” she murmurs against my lips, that freakishly long tongue of hers curling around mine as she kisses me ravenously, almost breathlessly. “Faster, faster...” she whispers, and I tilt my head to nibble at her lower lip. Spurred on by the blissful sensation of Evy’s clumsy blowjob, I comply with the demon’s request, clasping both hands on the sides of my tits and squishing them more tightly around Aziva’s cock. Starting to pump them up and down faster and faster, my hips rock upward in rhythm with my arms to thrust my cock up into Evy’s mouth, causing the elf to splutter and giggle, suckling and licking more eagerly now that she can see how favorably I’m reacting.

That rhythm shifts gears as we become a three-part machine, each piece performing a function in perfect sync -- Evyline firmly massaging my ass while she slurps and gags on my cock, my hips thrusting hungrily up into her, my breasts pistoning up and down along Aziva’s dick, and the demoness kissing me wildly, her breathing getting hotter and heavier by the second. “MNphhh... yes yes yes... just a little... mmmore...” she groans out faintly, her nails raking up along my back as her bizarre tongue shoots down my throat, making me splutter and whimper around it as I use my tits to pleasure her, squeezing and swiveling them up and down along that huge cock again and again, faster and faster. My own breath catches in my throat (independently of the sudden loss of oxygen that comes with Aziva’s tongue exploring my esophagus) and I plant one hoof by my side, thrusting my hips up harder and cramming my dick as deeply into Evyline’s mouth as I can manage.

My climax comes at nearly the same time as Aziva’s, and both are delightfully messy -- I let out a strangled squeal as the shivarra’s tongue slips out of my throat and wraps around my neck, lightly choking me as I wildly buck my hips upwards, a cannon-blast of hot cum shooting against the back of Evy’s throat. She predictably coughs and withdraws, taking one more shot into her open mouth before the next bolt drapes itself across her face, followed by another, then another.

I don’t have time to properly commiserate with her, however, as I get generously decorated by Aziva’s own barrage of demonic spunk, several long, heavy jets of sticky whiteness blasting across my face and between my breasts. “F-fuck... Naaru take me, I... hahhhh...” I pant, finally letting go of my breasts and flopping backwards, my legs up, back and head collapsing into the heap of furs. “That was fun....”

My eyes drift shut for a long moment, panting for breath when that tongue releases my throat from its grip, but am quickly jarred back to present time when I feel something unexpected -- a light frame of a certain elf, crawling up into my lap. “I... I w-want...” Evy murmurs, licking her cum-coated lips as she mounts me, lowering her wet, puffy little slit down onto my still-stiff girldick. Her leg wobbles as she settles down onto me, and I sharply inhale as I feel her slick pussy open up around me, swallowing the tip of my cock and then sinking slowly down onto it, drawing a whimper of excitement from the blonde ranger. “Mmmmnnn....”

Keeping one hoof propped up, I reach out to caress my fingertips along Evy’s breasts, trailing down her sensitive pink nipples as she pins both of her knees to my sides, mounting me fully in a position she won’t be able to easily escape if something should happen -- like the thing that almost immediately happens. Apparently not as satisfied with the boobjob as I’d thought, my eyes turn upward as I see the looming shadow of the towering shivarra rise up behind Evy’s back, then silently draw in for a pincer attack.

“Nnn... oh, you’re so big inside me...” Evy whispers softly, biting her lower lip as she lifts her weight and then sinks back down, earnestly riding my dick and sending pleasure shooting throough my overstimulated fuckstick, still so tender after just blowing my load in the elf’s mouth. “I-I’m sorry, I just really wanted to... wanted t--EEEEP.”

Yeah. Figured that was coming.

I can’t see exactly what’s going on behind Evy, but through the wet, spongy walls of her tight cunt I can feel another invader, an invader a lot bigger than me and targeting a different entrance, pushing deep into Evy’s poor asshole and making the blood elf squeal out. I sit up to catch her squeal with my lips, kissing her tenderly and easing back up inside of her, trying to distract her for a moment so that she can acclimate. She moans out desperately into my mouth, trembling as I wrap my arms around her -- and then, unexpectedly, starting to thrust her hips forward and back once more, getting back into that urgent rhythm that had already been building when I was the only one inside of her.

“Ohhh, I think she likes it more than she lets on,” Aziva grins, laying one of her many arms on Evy’s shoulder to steady herself and thrusting forward again, drilling her throbbing green shaft deeper into the ranger’s butt, drawing another squeal from Evy. Less conflict in her voice now, though, a squeal fading to a lustful moan, and if I didn’t know any better I’d say she was enjoying this quite a lot more than she thought she would.

“Nnn... I... d-don’t... you...” Evy complains fruitlessly between kisses, stammering out random words before returning to my deep embrace, her arms winding around me to cling to me. Faster and faster she thrusts her hips back and forth, rocking eagerly against both of our thick cocks and I respond in kind, ramming my shaft up into her tight pussy and feeling her squeeze and quiver around me, her wetness dripping into my lap, my dick going quicker and easier into her cunt with each thrust into her as she coats me with her natural lubricant.

I keep my rhythm out of sync with Aziva’s, the moaning, growling shivarra thrusting a bit deeper and more erratically than I am -- I can easily feel her despite her being in a different hole, driving into Evy’s ass parallel to me. A wicked grin curls the corner of my cum-soaked lips as an idea pops into my mind, and even though I know I shouldn’t, I follow through. Time to find out just how well-lubricated I really am.

In one single, smooth motion, I slide my cock out of Evy’s slit and aim it upward until I hit the rapidly-thrusting base of Aziva’s, then follow its trajectory until I hit the stuffed rim of the ranger’s anus -- and cram my dick inside of it in that same single motion. The ensuing combination of muffled scream, wild spasms, and the feeling of that snug hole clenching and quivering so tightly around me seems like it could only be an orgasm, making me wonder exactly how distressed Evyline really was about her little anal adventure on that Legion ship.

Squashed tight against the demon’s shaft now, I ram deep into her, my tongue swirling around Evyline’s as Aziva and I simultaneously pummel the poor elf’s tight ass, that pulsating green rod slipping and grinding back and forth along mine as we forcibly double-stuff that snug hole. In a few moments we’re both going as fast as we were before in our shared endeavor, and I feel my body beginning to tense, betraying the rising pleasure that’s threatening to overwhelm and explode out of me.

I dip my head down to take one of Evy’s perky tits into my mouth, sucking it hard as I slam into her ass again and again, reaching the edge of climax before I slip out and cram my dick back into her pussy, moaning out wildly as I plow into it. I feel another climax from Evy as she screams out like the Banshee Queen herself, her tight cunt convulsing around me. As her scream ebbs it’s quickly eclipsed by a more feral roar from Aziva, the demoness thrusting more wildly than ever as she busts again, flooding Evy’s back entrance with her fel seed. I can feel it drip out of the elf’s abused ass and dribble down my balls, my teeth clamping down hungrily around the sin’dorei’s nipple as I finally blow as well, carelessly spilling my hot load of cum deep into Evy’s pussy. She’d likely complain if she wasn’t on cloud nine, but right now she’s lost in a world of pleasure, eyes rolled back into her head again, tongue lolling out of her mouth pitifully.

Still buried in my new friend, I flop my head backwards against the floor, gasping for breath, my body shimmering with sweat now. I tremble a little when I feel Aziva slide out of Evy, more cum trickling out of the elf’s ass and onto my balls. “Better than I expected,” I hear the shivarra purr. “Your friend is fun. The two of you can feel free to come back here any time you like, provided you don’t inform the illidari of my location.”

Stretching her naked body out, the six-armed beauty reaches down to the small belt-pack that she tossed aside with her clothes. Withdrawing the strange talisman from earlier, she lightly tosses it onto the pile of furs the two of us are laying on. “I’m a demon of my word, though -- that’s yours. Maybe you’ll find out what it does.”

Blinking, I slowly turn my head to look at the unusual item. Mission successful, I guess. I really need to learn how to finish a job without ending up covered in cum, though.

Or do I?