Warchief with Benefits Ch. 01

"I would be honored to."

She followed close behind him as he laid down, his head coming to a rest upon a fluffy Quel'thalas pillow. The bed was large, very large. He estimated it to be large and strong enough to hold a couple of tauren, maybe more. It was a mix and match of different shades of red, and was probably the most comfortable bed he'd laid on. Certainly a bed befitting of a warchief, though he wasn't sure if she ever even slept.

"A gift from the Sin'dorei delegation."

All thoughts of the bed left his mind. She was climbing atop him now, straddling him in such a way that left his shaft grinding against her puffy sex.

"I don't get much out of it's primary function..." Sylvanas undulated her hips against him, rocking her dripping cunt back and forth along the length of his cock. "But it has it's uses."

She reached behind her and cupped his balls within her left hand, back arching and giving him a fantastic view of her full breasts. She was as horny as he was, if not moreso, yet she couldn't help but toy with her prey. Such a strong and handsome man, yet completely at her mercy. He was probably dying to feel himself inside of her; dying to feel her warm insides squeeze tight around him.

"Do not disappoint me, champion."

Sylvanas lifted herself up and positioned herself above Tharis' blue cock. His head poked at her entrance, causing them both to shiver in need. She slowly lowered her body atop the penetrating shaft, dragging it out and basking in the pleasure of finally being filled. Her pussy gripped him like the perfect glove, seeking to milk him as if it had a mind of it's own. Even though he had just came Tharis was still rock hard, a pillar of manhood with the sole purpose of pleasing his warchief.

The Dark Lady leaned forward with both hands atop her lover's chest and rocked her hips back and forth sideways, grinding her puffy bluish-purple pussy lips into the man's groin. Her womanly juices trickled out around her plugged hole, forming the first droplets of what would eventually turn into a large puddle upon the bed. Sylvanas sucked in air sharply as she raised herself and began to bounce up and down. She was bent forward with her head lowered so she could watch, thoroughly enjoying the sight of herself being impaled upon cock. She needed this. As warchief there wasn't enough time in the day for her own needs. There were muscular men all around her clad in little but loincloths, yet she had little time to indulge herself. These champions were the perfect opportunity for her.

Tharis watched as she bounced atop him, eyes constantly shifting back and forth between her beautiful jiggling breasts and her juicy cunt sliding up and down his length. He was largely content with allowing her to take complete control, but there was something he needed to do. He reached forward with his left hand and grabbed at his warchief's bouncing bubble butt, giving it a squeeze and pressing one finger against her tight rosebud. Sylvanas gasped and slammed herself down against him before resuming her riding, making sure to take in at least half of his length with each bounce.

"Everyone's always so eager to claim my ass." She pretended to be annoyed as she spoke, but was clearly more amused than displeased at the fact.

The Dark Lady rode him with no regard for his own pleasure. Rode him like one of her undead horses. He was a means to an end, a walking cock fit only to pleasure her. She would use him until she was satisfied, and if she was satisfied, he would be satisfied. Her bouncing increased in intensity, those fat blue tits of hers flailing wildly. It was an exquisite cock. She had enjoyed taking it into her mouth, but it was even better as she fucked herself upon it. Though she had sucked and slurped most of the mana out of it, she could still feel the mana remaining within it. It flowed into her, making the pleasure felt by the cock stirring up her insides all the more profound. Every bounce drove her closer and closer over the edge and she couldn't help but let out soft moans of satisfaction. Sylvanas closed her eyes and grabbed her jiggling breasts, squeezing them and tweaking her dark purple nipples. She could feel her lover likewise groping and squeezing the thick cheeks of her ass. He would occasionally surprise her by shoving a finger into her ass, forcing a sharp gasp out of the Banshee Queen.

Sylvanas groaned and leaned further forward until her heavy tits were hanging inches above Tharis' face. She halted her deep strokes and instead began to bounce her ass lightly atop her champion's cock, clenched fists gripping the lavish bed sheets. The bouncing was almost desperate now; she could feel it coming, could feel her orgasm drawing closer with every bounce of her ass and twist of her hips. Her face twisted in restrained pleasure and her red eyes flared as her pussy spasmed and her womanly body shook. Sylvanas threw her head back and shrieked like the satisfied banshee she was. Juices gushed out of her tight hole like a waterfall, adding to the puddle that had by now already formed beneath the two. The bouncing stopped as she sat there impaled upon his shaft, struggling to recover from her orgasm. Her body trembled and sweat clung to her body, that soul-sucking mouth of hers open as she panted.

Another prodding finger in her ass caused her to suck in air through gritted teeth and glance down at her lover with those sharp fiery red eyes. A wry grin was upon her face.

"Not a patient man, are you?"

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Cyndia stared up at Razgar with those red eyes typical of her kind. She was on her back naked next to her fellow rangers, the squad of elves being mating pressed by a happy group of orcs. To her left, Lenara, and to her right, Kalira. Past that on either side were Anya and Lyana, while Clea and Alina were off on their own doing something out of vision, though certainly not out of earshot. The move to Orgrimmar had been surprisingly pleasant for the troop of undead elves. With the Kor'kron to supplement Sylvanas' guard detail they had more time to themselves, and within Orgrimmar there were far more suitable playthings.

The dark ranger tightened her grip on the orc, her pale white legs holding his body close to hers as he pounded away at her tight pink cunt. Razgar and his friends were nothing but common brutes but they were a good lay all the same, that much was undeniable. Cyndia arched her back instinctively as the man hilted himself within her, his hips grinding against her with his balls resting against her twitching rosebud. Her moan added to the cacophony of wailing elves and grunting orcs, the room a furor of debaucherous pleasure. Razgar pulled back and pumped himself into her with a few more quick thrusts before hilting himself into his cock-sleeve and roaring, drowning the dark ranger's insides with a potent batter that would have likely seeded her if her ovaries still worked.

Sharp nails clawed at the orc's back as Cyndia moaned into his shoulder and came to her own body rocking orgasm. The continued moaning and groaning around her barely registered in her head as she trembled and loosened her grip, allowing her arms to fall by her side. The two laid there panting and reveling in the aftermath of their orgasm, listening to the sounds of hard fucking and what sounded like Lenara yelling something about orc dick.

"I'm not your personal bed. Either start fucking or get off me." Cyndia wiggled a bit under her partner, his cock still buried within her.

Razgar clumsily repositioned himself over her, withdrawing his drenched cock and pressing it against her upturned asshole which reluctantly gave way to his fat cockhead.

Cyndia really liked this city.

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The Dark Lady slowly and deliberately pushed back against her champion, letting go of his shaft when she felt his head force itself past her tight sphincter. She pursed her lips and raised her head, looking back at Tharis and enjoying his reaction to her impaling her ass upon his cock. Despite her extensive experience her hole was as tight as an elven virgin and his cock was initially met with stiff resistance. She pushed harder, eating up his shaft with her ass and relishing the feeling of it filling more and more of her insides. Watching his meat disappear within those cushiony lavendar cheeks Tharis couldn't help but groan, and Sylvanas smiled that dark satisfied smile of hers. How she loved making men squirm.

When at last Tharis' entire length lay impaled within her ass, Sylvanas leaned forward until a few inches exited her hole then thrust herself back against him. She was being delicate, and her ass jiggled only slightly with each pleasurable bounce. Despite the almost absurd tightness of her hole, the Dark Lady's saliva combined with their juices was ample enough lubricant for her to fuck herself back and forth upon the nightborne's cock with relative ease. Her bouncing was a steady rhythm of ass beating against hips and she continuously squeezed her insides against his invading cock. Sylvanas enjoyed anal. Thoroughly. Right now though she was taking even more enjoyment from her partner's reaction.

"Let it out if you must, champion. Think of this as your reward," she cooed. "Though I'll continue regardless."

The Dark Lady began to fuck herself back against him with increased vigor, the once soft smacking of flesh against flesh becoming more loud and rapid. It was a pleasing sound for leader and champion alike and her ears twitched almost gleefully.

Tharis lightly rubbed his hands over his warchief's supple ass, feeling her up but taking good care not to interfere with her controlling tempo. She didn't seem to mind his caresses however, and offered a low moan of approval. As long as he was a good boy and left things to her she would be fine. Her long ears flattened against her now ducked head, and that ass of hers smacked hard against her champion with an obvious longing that drew closer and closer by the second. Though she had almost sucked him dry of mana, there was still a feint trace of it. Not much, but enough to make the sensations she was experiencing all the more riveting. Sylvanas felt her champion's hands tighten around the cheeks of her ass, but she ignored it, focused entirely now on her own pleasure—her own climax. The only thing in her mind at that moment was how brilliant the cock pounding away at her insides felt. With her head lowered she could see her hefty chest bouncing in cadence with her thrusts and the lewd sight of her own body only served to arouse Sylvanas even further.

Just as she thought would happen, Tharis came first. She smirked when his groan hit her ears and she felt his familiar mana infused cum start to flood her bowels. Such a glorious feeling. Sylvanas smashed her ass back against the man and ground herself into him. Balancing herself on one arm, she reached underneath her and desperately rubbed at her swollen clit.

"Damn! So... close!" she hissed through gritted teeth.

The Dark Lady leaned forward until only her lover's cream coated head remained within her ass then slammed it in home with a furious groan. She did so again, and again, and again, until finally she came, and came hard. Her wail was almost deafening and one may have mistaken it for one of pain if not for her blissful face telling an entirely different story. She was still frantically rubbing her clit even as she came, her dripping pussy squirting more of it's honey all over the fancy bed sheets.

Sylvanas dug two of her fingers into her cunt before pulling it back and taking them into her mouth, licking and sucking them clean of her own juices. When she was finished with that she reached around and spread one of her thick cheeks, giving Tharis a good view of her spread purple rosebud and his cock buried within.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me, champion?" Another one of those wicked smiles was on her sweaty face.

Tharis nodded, returning her smile and rubbing his hand along her thigh. "It was wonderful, warchief. This is a custom I could certainly get used to."

"Serve me well and you will be rewarded in kind." Sylvanas leaned forward until the shaft buried within her slid out, a stream of cum following in it's wake and leaking down into her pussy. She rolled onto her back, tits jiggling and catching the nightborne's eye. They both rested upon the bed for a long two minutes, regaining their composure and recovering from their orgasm. Even though he had just fucked her and came inside her, Tharis felt awkward laying next to his warchief. The same could not be said of her, however. Sylvanas' mind was already racing with future plans and schemes against the Alliance. Now that she was satisfied she was starting to lose interest in the man.

The Banshee Queen sat up and ducked her head into her partner's lap, taking his cock within her mouth again. She bobbed her head up and down along it a few times, licking it clean with her eager tongue and savoring the cum that coated it. It didn't take long for her to clean him up, and she was soon off the bed.

"I enjoyed your company, hero, but I'm afraid it's time for you to leave. I've got a bath to take, but I trust you can see yourself out?" Sylvanas grabbed her bow and arrow and began walking towards what must have been another private room. Her clothing remained on the desk.

Tharis nodded, though the warchief had already turned back around. He eyed her swaying ass until it disappeared behind a leather flap before finally hopping off of the bed and slipping his pants on.

"For the Horde," he said, finally noticing the Horde themed thong upon the desk.

"For the Horde," replied Sylvanas behind the leather tapestry.

Tharis grinned. What a warm welcome.