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F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 2/?
Date: 2013-07-07 07:26 pm (UTC)"We've got to open your legs. How else will we see when your cunt's getting wet, eh?"
She screwed her face up at his foul words and he laughed, running his tongue up her neck.
With her ankles tied too, they backed off, the one at waist more reluctant than the others. Then they all looked over at something to her right. She turned her head as best she could and saw that their chief had settled himself in a large, almost throne like chair away from the action.
He took a slow sip from his goblet before saying,
"Use her as you will. But if any of you come inside her, you'll be sleeping outside the gate every night until your throat's ripped out by wolves."
The group of orcs all looked down at her on the table and she realised what was in their eyes: hunger. She whimpered, feeling even more vulnerable as they towered over her.
The one that grabbed her waist advanced first, taking up his previous position between her legs at the bottom of the table, her legs dangling off the edge and tied to the table legs. He gave her a grin, his huge hands slipping up her thighs and squeezing.
"Why are you doing this?" She demanded trying to sound forceful.
"Our women have gone." He said, his thick fingers brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "We have not seen another female in months. We are...hungry."
"But I am so small." Vianna said quickly, trying to divert his attention to her words. "Surely you should search for your own women..." But she trailed off into a soft moan as his fingers finally contact with her pussy. She heard the others all laugh, amused and aroused by her reaction.
"S-stop. Please..." She whimpered as he rubbed harder.
"I don't think so, little Imperial. We all want your cunt and do you know what I think? I think you want our dicks too." She shook her head desperately, trying ignore the pleasurable heat burning in the pit of her stomach. "Pretend all you want but you're going to enjoy this. You might think we're brutes..." He smirked at that and his fingers slipped down from her clit and teased her entrance. "...but we're not rapists. We'll make sure you're begging for it before we fuck you."
"I won't..." She breathed, though she had to admit her protests were getting weaker. The very thought of being violated by these brutes - of one of them fucking her while the others watched, all hard and hungry for their turn - was despicable, dirty. And yet her body was singing for it.
The orc removed his fingers from her and she whined before she could stop herself. There was another rumble of laughter from the orcs around her. The one between her legs knelt down and, without any warning, dragged his tongue up from her entrance to her clit. She fought to keep her hips still, desire coursing through every vein...Come now, Vianna, a cruel voice began in her head. Let yourself go. How long has it been since you've been pleasured like this? Too long, she thought in response. Gods, it had been far too long. She had neglected her body, her needs, and now...
"What does she taste like?" One of the orcs in front of her demanded, looking almost demented with lust.
The orc between her legs laughed again, sending vibrations up through her clit.
"Sweet." He dragged his tongue down before saying, "And she's getting wet for us, boys."
Vianna could only whine in protest but she knew it was no use.
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 3/?
Date: 2013-07-12 12:59 pm (UTC)"Gods!" She cried as the orc thrust two fingers into her tight heat without warning. Her muscles clenched around them, trying to draw them in deeper. He began moving his fingers in and out, watching her face as she grew more flushed and her breath became ragged.
"Is she tight?" Another orc demanded.
"Almost too tight." The orc said with relish.
Vianna told herself not to, that she'd loose all upper ground if she did, but gods she was close to coming. And then when the orc's thumb starting rubbing her swollen clit in time with his fingers' thrusts...the voice returned in her head. It told her that she had no upper ground anyway, that it had been so long since she'd felt a man inside her and that she deserved some pleasure after all her travelling.
She let go and her body spasmed. She let out a shriek and her hips ground against the orc's hand, riding out her orgasm on his fingers.
When she came back down from her high, they were all laughing. Tears of shame pricked her eyes but she blinked them away, pulling at her restraints once more.
The orc leaned over her again and licked the sweat from her neck, from her collarbone, from the top of her breasts and she willed him to go further. She couldn't let herself beg but so was close to cracking and her pussy was throbbing with need once more, her nipples almost painfully hard. The orc looked up at her and she knew what he wanted; he wanted her to beg. Until then he wouldn't lick her nipples. Vianna swallowed thickly, thinking about how he wouldn't suck them into his mouth and run his hot, wet tongue over them...oh, gods! Begging was starting to look like a viable option.
"Enough of this shit!" Another orc to her left said angrily. "Just fuck her already! I want my turn."
"Alright, alright." The orc over her stood up and Vianna could have cried at the loss of his tongue.
But suddenly, she became far more preoccupied with the orcs stripping around her. She counted six of them (not including the chief watching further away) and found herself getting more nervous at the idea of being fucked by them all, rather than repulsed. Instead of feeling wrong and dirty, she was starting to be afraid that she physically couldn't keep herself conscious for all of them. If the first orcs' attentions were anything to go by, she'd be having several orgasms tonight and if they were all as strong as the first, she was not sure she would get past the third orc to take his turn.
As they all kicked their boots off, they pulled off their shirts or their armour tops and Vianna couldn't stop herself getting a little wetter at the sight of all those huge muscles and those broad shoulders. She wondered what it would be like to hold on to those shoulders, to have her legs wrapped around that solid frame while she was fucked, quick and rough, against one of these walls...
Oh, Dibella help me.
Vianna's jaw slackened when, one by one, they removed their breeches and revealed their throbbing cocks. She had never seen any so big, so thick. Her immediate thought was:
"You won't fit in me. None of you will fit."
The first orc laughed and tossed his breeches to the side. Even as he spoke, Vianna couldn't tear her eyes away from his huge member. "You sound disappointed, little Imperial." He gave another throaty chuckle. "Don't you worry, we'll fit." He stepped back up the edge of the table, stroking his cock slowly. "And it looks like it's up to me to break you in. Ready for this, little whore?"
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 3/?
Date: 2013-07-12 01:28 pm (UTC)Looking forward to more A!A
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 3/?
Date: 2013-07-13 10:57 am (UTC)F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 4/?
Date: 2013-07-14 09:45 pm (UTC)"You know what I said. You have to beg."
"No." She moaned. "No, no, no...please. Please don't make me..."
He snorted and bent over her, sucking the soft skin on her neck. "You're begging already, little Imperial. Just for the wrong thing. You know you want it..."
"Please, don't make me." Tears of humiliation clung to her eyelashes but she was too lost in a haze of pure lust to care.
"Just tell us how much you want it. Tell us about how your wet little cunt is desperate for some orc cock. Tell us how you want to be fucked - "
"Hard." She moaned and she felt the orc groan with relief against her neck as she finally gave in. "I want you to fuck me hard. Please! Please just fuck me - "
She was cut off by his cock pressing against her entrance again only this time he didn't stop. With considerable effort, he pushed the head of his dick inside her and she moaned, caught between pleasure and pain. He paused just for a second before carrying on, his impossibly hard, thick length pushing deeper and deeper and deeper...
"Stop!" She gasped, the pain overwhelming her. "Please!"
"STOP!"
The orc on top of her only stopped when his chief called. He stilled immediately, every muscle in his body tensed from the effort. He growled and she saw him hold the edges of the table so hard his knuckles turned pale.
"Give her a moment." The chief said from a little way away. "We enjoy her, we do not hurt her."
The orc obeyed and finally ran his tongue over her nipples. Vianna moaned loudly, and pleasure began overtaking the pain once more. His tusks began grazing the soft flesh, giving her the most incredible friction. His hips starting moving again. His cock twitched deep inside her - deeper than any man before - and still he pushed on until he was buried inside her, his heavy balls rested against her round backside.
Vianna tried to look as best she could with her wrists tied and saw him slowly pulling himself back out to the head. The he pushed in again and whimpered with raw pleasure as she watched herself getting impaled on his thick, green cock. She could feel her walls stretching, her pussy getting wetter.
"How does she feel?" An orc to her left had stepped closer to the table and was fucking his hand roughly, too desperate to wait for his turn. "Tell us how she feels!"
The orc inside her groaned loudly as he steadily began to pick up the pace. "Tight!" He gasped and she moaned again. "So...fucking...tight!"
The orc to her left cried out and spilt himself over her stomach. Vianna immediately found herself wishing she could taste it as some of it trickled, wasted, into her navel. Two mouths suddenly descended on her nipples - one each - and she squealed in surprise and pleasure. She could feel her second orgasm tingling inside her, just waiting to unleash its full force.
The orc inside her gripped her hips and began fucking her fast, the sound of his balls slapping against her ass filling the air. Vianna let out a long, desperate whine as she came again, her walls clamping down around him. The orc pulled out quickly, desperate to obey his chief's orders, and came over her heaving breasts. Even as she came down from her climax, she felt a stab of disappointment that, once again, she could not taste it.
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 4/?
Date: 2013-07-24 06:31 pm (UTC)Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 4/?
Date: 2013-07-30 05:44 am (UTC)F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 5/?
Date: 2013-07-31 03:01 pm (UTC)Then, Dibella - or, more likely, Sanguine - answered her silent pleas as one of the orcs by her head, seized her by the jaw and growled,
"Open your mouth, little whore."
She did immediately and was rewarded with the salty taste of pre-come on her tongue. She wanted nothing more to suck on his needy cock while she was pounded by another orc but she couldn't fit him in her mouth. He physically wouldn't fit. He could only just about get the head in but it seemed that was enough. Her tongue lashed at his sensitive skin and his hips jerked slightly as she sucked. She moaned around him and the orc between her legs ground a rough thumb against her hard clit and she could feel her legs shaking with the prospect of another orgasm on the horizon.
The orc in her mouth didn't last long and he came hard in her mouth. She swallowed greedily, his thick seed coating her mouth and her throat. She cried out as she came again, the feeling of a throbbing cock stretching her, a thumb rubbing her clit and the taste of come becoming too much for her to bare.
The orc fucking her came over her stomach, his sperm joining the others' before him.
The next one rushed forward, pushing the spent orc out of the way. He lined his cock up with her pussy and pushed inside her. Vianna's body was protesting - she was so tired, so used - but still she couldn't hold in a long moan of pleasure.
*
They used her for hours, until she became limp in her bindings and she could no longer see the skin on her stomach for the seed they had all spilt countless times each.
At last, when Vianna was sure she was on the verge of passing out, the chief called for them to stop. Even after all the times they had fucked her, they all looked disappointed and Vianna herself felt a curious mixture of relief and regret.
They untied the leather strips holding her down and she flexed her wrists and ankles, wincing at the dull ache that lingered in all of them. Then one of them gave her a wolf pelt to wrap around herself. She almost laughed at this late showing of modesty.
"Put her in the room next to mine. And bring her a bath."
She tried to stand but her legs buckled. One of the orcs - the one that fucked her first - caught her and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her to a small room next to the chief's larger chambers. Inside, there was a small fire, a single bed and a table squashed into the corner. The orc set her down onto the bed while another orc came in, carrying a tin bath. Then came the water, a bucket full at a time.
"There you are, little Imperial." He said when the bath was full. He eyed her body even now, his heavy cock twitching between his thick thighs.
"I have nothing to wear after. You have taken my armour - "
He laughed. "Oh, don't you worry yourself about that. You won't be needing clothes while you're here."
*
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 5/?
Date: 2013-07-31 11:12 pm (UTC)F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 6/?
Date: 2013-09-23 11:32 am (UTC)Vianna woke the next morning feeling very sore between her thighs but she couldn't deny she was feeling very, very satisfied.
And, to her mutual amazement and alarm, very horny indeed.
She didn't think she could still feel such desire after what they had done to her last night but her body had evidently gotten used to the pounding and was now missing it. She fidgeted in her new bed, the furs feeling erotic against her bare skin. Each strand seemed to brush against her nipples, her thighs, her ass...
She squirmed a little more and slipped a hand under the covers, pinching a pert nipple between her fingers. She fought back a moan, knowing how much they would laugh at her for touching herself after all they did to her last night. Her other hand slipped lower, brushing over her labia before delving between her damp lips and rubbing her swelling clitoris slowly.
Then the door to her room burst open and the orc who had carried her came inside. He saw her and smirked.
"You fucking yourself, little Imperial?"
She heard laughter from inside the main room of the longhouse and her cheeks burned.
"Then we'd better sort you out, hadn't we?"
He pulled her out of bed and carried her over his shoulder into the main room, her ass and pussy on full display. She heard growls and grunts of lust and, when he set her down on the table again, she saw that they were all naked and hard, ready for her. She began to instinctively spread her legs, waiting for them to be strapped down but the orc shook his head, amused.
"That desperate for a rutting are you?" Some of the others laughed again. "Not like that today, little whore."
He picked up again and turned her over so her breasts were crushed into the table and her round ass was sticking up in the air. As they tied her wrists again, the orc hummed his appreciation.
"Now there's a view."
She felt him lean over her until she could feel his breath on her neck and his hard cock was pushing against her hip. He stroked a rough hand down her side, catching the side of her breasts, dipping at her small waist and flaring out a little at her hip. His hand stopped on her plump backside.
"The chief told us something interesting this morning. Something very interesting. He said that we can come inside you if we want, as long as it isn't in your cunt. And I definitely want to see my spunk dripping down your thighs."
Vianna had to bite her tongue to stop herself from saying that she wanted that too. Then he smacked her backside hard and she jumped, moaning.
"So you know what that means." One of his fingers began probing her ass, massaging the tight pucker.
She froze, anticipation fading to shock. "No! You can't! You won't fit."
The orc laughed. "I think we proved that wrong yesterday." His finger stopped for a moment and Vianna heard movement behind her. Then his finger continued its massage, now coated with slick oil. She moaned, unable to deny it was pleasurable. But then his finger pushed into her ass and the pleasure quickly mingled with pain. It stung for a moment before bliss returned and all of a sudden, her pussy was wet and throbbing with need. She began pushing back against his finger, the feeling of him inside her ass was strange but was becoming more enjoyable with each passing second.
She heard him chuckle smugly and she gasped when he pushed a second finger inside her tight ass. Once again, it was painful despite the warm oil on his fingers. But he kept the pace slow and after a few thrusts, she was whimpering, surprised by her own need.
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 7/?
Date: 2013-09-23 12:18 pm (UTC)Then she felt the head of his thick cock press against her ass and she froze again.
Gods, what was he thinking? He would never fit. Never ever...
And yet, Vianna found herself wanting him to try. He pushed forward and a whine escaped from her and her ass protested at the intrusion. He stopped once the head was in and allowed her to adjust. She took a moment before pushing back against him. He braced his huge hands on her hips and murmured,
"Good girl."
He kept pushing and she managed to keep herself quite until he reached about halfway in and then she couldn't stop herself crying out through gritted teeth as her nails clawed at the wooden table. There was pain - a lot of it - but she could feel something else behind it: a pleasure new and exotic to her. She pushed back against him again and he pushed forward slowly.
She felt his heavy balls brush her ass and knew he was buried deep inside her. She sighed in relief that the worst was over and in anticipation at the growing pleasure that was about to come. She could feel his broad chest on her back and could hear his groaning and panting in her ear. Knowing he was getting such pleasure from being inside her gave her a thrill of her own.
He started moving slowly. The feeling of him pulling out was bizarre: a kind of tortuous relief. He pulled out almost all the way before easing himself back inside, his pace still slow but far smoother than the first time. After three good thrusts, he started pushing harder and faster. Vianna felt her nipples graze the table as they bounced and a groan escaped her parted lips, surprising her more than anyone.
She could hear his jagged breath and his fingers starting digging into her hips. She knew he must be close; she envied him. While she was enjoying the feeling on fullness, it could only keep her on the brink. There wasn't enough friction to get her off and -
"Oh!"
She couldn't stop herself from crying out. One of his hands had quickly moved between her legs and he ground her palm against her clit, making her hips jerk and her toes curl.
"Knew you'd like that, little Imperial." He grunted, sounding smug.
Vianna didn't have the voice to answer. Pleasure was coursing through, setting every nerve alight. She could feel her walls contracting around nothing. She panted and scratched uselessly at the table. She could feel her hair sticking to her back with sweat. Her nipples were hard and desperate for attention. She heard her breath. She heard the groans of the orcs watching. She heard the slap of their bodies coming together again and again...
Then her silence broke and she screamed. Her body shuddered and bliss poured out of her, slow and hot. She could feel him come inside her with a loud groan. He gave a few weak thrusts before slowly pulling out. She felt his seed trickle out of her ass, down over her pussy and onto her thighs.
She whimpered. She felt empty.
Luckily, another orc had already lined up to fill her.
The first orc moved around the table to stand in front of her, watching her as her eyes glazed over. This next orc filled her well and massaged her buttocks as he thrust into her. But still she couldn't take her eyes off the first one and she couldn't quite shake the idea that she wanted him back inside her more than the others.
But then their gaze was broken as the orc inside her brushed her clit and she moaned wantonly, her eyes closing and her forehead touching the table.
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 8/?
Date: 2013-09-23 04:17 pm (UTC)Then she was finally allowed food and drink and even a robe to wrap around herself while she ate with them. She sat quietly and listened to their chatter, trying to listen out for things that might help her identify them. All she knew from sight was the chief (because of his war paint and that he was the only one who hadn't touched her) and the other was the first orc to rut her. She couldn't deny she liked him most; his eyes were warm, his hair was dark and thick and his left tusk had a large chip. She wanted to study him closer but every time she glanced across the table at him, he would be already eyeing her. Then she'd look away, embarrassed to be caught.
After she had eaten, the chief told her to rest before the evening's 'entertainment'. She was under no delusion what that would be.
The other orc took her back to her room upon his chief's orders and Vianna found herself wanting him to talk to her. But he was silent, even as he held open the door for her. He nodded and was about to close it, leaving her alone, when she said,
"Wait!" He stopped and did as she asked, looking at her strangely. Her cheeks became hot. "What is your name?"
He looked surprised by the question but not irritated. " Shakuh. Now rest, little Imperial."
She was about to tell him her name but he was already gone.
***
She slept until Shakuh woke her again. His hand was strong on her shoulder, shaking her.
"Time for more games, little Imperial. And I get first go."
Vianna was pleased about that but she tried not to show it. She found it odd enough that she enjoying this imprisonment let alone becoming misty eyed over one of her captors. She shook herself as he walked her back to the longhouse's main hall. She needed to keep her wits about her. While there was no harm in enjoying their attentions, she didn't want to stay forever. She'd have to memorise where all the doors were, who held the keys and what time the guards patrolled.
But it was hard to concentrate when large, rough hands stripped her robe from her and a group of naked, hungry orcs eyed her naked body, all desperate for her. It kind of went to a girl's head. Especially when Shakuh said,
"Think you could handle two of us at once, little whore?"
Vianna's legs shook. Her mind craved it, sought it out like a starving skeever after a sweet roll. But her body...could her body really handle two of them?
"Only one way to find out."
Before she had even finished her sentence, Shakuh and another orc, just as hulking as him, seized her and pulled her down onto the fur laid out on the floor. Together they teased her, rubbing her clit, playing with her nipples and running their hands over her soft skin until she was squirming with desire. Her body was burning with desperate need and it was tortuous to see their huge dicks, hard and waiting for her. The orc in front of her rubbed the head of his cock, leaking with salty fluid, over her swollen pussy. She moaned and leaned back against Shakuh, his hands massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. She could feel his hot breath against her skin and shivered.
Then they lifted her and nerves pulsed in her stomach. Gods, this could really hurt.
Shakuh eased himself into her ass first. She winced but the pain was not nearly as bad as it had been that morning. Instead, the pleasure returned much quicker, especially when he brushed his thumb over her clit again, making her grind desperately into his lap.
"Alright, little Imperial?"
She nodded and swallowed thickly, watching the orc in front of her line himself up to her entrance. He began pushing inside her and she let out a whimper. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced before. The feeling of fullness was incredible. He buried himself in her completely and Vianna's mind went blank. She couldn't breathe, couldn't talk, couldn't move...
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 9/?
Date: 2013-09-23 04:25 pm (UTC)The orc in front was sending shocks of bliss through her body but Shakuh...she couldn't quite believe the affect he was having on her.
Then she realised what it was. The one inside her pussy was in his own world. They all were; all desperate for their own pleasure and separate from her. But Shakuh - "oh, gods! Shakuh!" - he was with her. They just...worked. His hands felt like they were everywhere: on her breasts, on her hips, squeezing her ass, toying with her clit. He seemed to know everything she wanted before she even knew herself. And in kind, she squeezed him tighter than the others, moaned louder with him and came harder when he fucked her. In all the times they'd have sex over the past two days, she had never been so close to him. Their skin was rubbing together, her back against his green torso.
"More..." She managed to moan against his neck.
And they both picked up the pace even more, her breasts bouncing and her ass squashing against Shakuh's thighs with each thrust. That gorgeously familiar tingle was spreading like wildfire through her body, touching every limb. That fullness was becoming overwhelming. She was thrashing between them, gasping and whimpering, Shakuh's arms around her and her legs around the orc in front.
They thrust in unison.
Empty, full. Empty, full. Empty, full. Empty, full...oh, so full...
For the second time that day, she screamed. She felt like she was bursting.
The next thing she was conscious of, she was twitching and moaning against Shakuh's sweat-slicked chest. She stirred and looked down. The orc in front had pulled out just in time and now his come decorated her stomach. He was propped up on his elbows, panting and glazed.
Shakuh was still deep inside her ass, his huge hands massaging her breasts. She could feel his seed inside her, but his cock prevented its escape. Vianna was sure she could stay like that forever. She turned her head so she could see him behind her. She swallowed, her mouth dry and her throat sore. She tilted her head up, her lips brushing the underside on his chin. He bent down just a fraction and his lips were there, hovering so close she could feel the heat...
"Enough!"
The chief's voice made them both jump. Shakuh lifted her by her hips and he slid out of her. She could have cried at how empty she felt. Then she became conscious of all the other orcs around her, how they must have watched that almost kiss. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment she knew it was ludicrous to feel in a situation like this.
The chief was still in his usual chair, watching from the sidelines. He motioned to one of the orcs behind her and they rushed forward with her robe. As he draped it over her shoulders, she felt his hard cock brush her back. She glanced over her shoulder and saw all of them stood in a line behind her, all looking irritated that the chief had stopped their fun before they could have their turn.
"Come to me, Imperial."
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 10/?
Date: 2013-09-23 04:30 pm (UTC)"You have serviced my men well. I had my doubts that you could adequately please them but it appears you have."
She felt as though he was trying to compliment her but she just felt a little offended.
"I have been watching, I am sure you have noticed." He didn't stop to wait for her confirmation. "And I like what I see in you, Imperial."
Vianna wasn't sure where this was going. Did it mean that the chief was finally ready to join in with their 'games'? Or did it mean that he was going to let her go?
"Our women are gone. I find myself in need of a wife. I should like you to service me. And only me."
Her blood ran cold. Being passed around the men for some fun was one thing, but to be married off and treated like some sort of brood mare? That was another entirely. And the men grumbled too, apparently not pleased at the 'only me' part. Vianna found herself glancing at Shakuh, who remained blank faced, before saying,
"And if I do not wish to be your wife?"
The chief's grip on her thigh was suddenly like a vice. "Then I will offer you to Malacath."
Vianna was confused and looked at the men for an answer. Then she saw Shakuh discreetly raised his hand to his throat and draw and line across it, serious and grim. Vianna just about held in a gasp. She had gone ridged on the chief's lap. It wasn't much of a choice: forced marriage or death.
But she knew there was only one answer. She wasn't quite ready to surrender her life yet.
"What is it to be, Imperial? Me or Malacath?"
"You." Vianna said, her stomach turning to lead.
**
Shakuh led her back to her room as usual and he was silent all the way. Vianna had neither the heart nor the mind to get him to talk. She felt sick.
He closed the door and left her alone to cry in her room.
The irony of it all was not lost on her. She knew it was ludicrous that she should enjoy being laid out like a slab of meat and used and yet dread the idea of this marriage so much. But she couldn't help it. When she was being used by the men, she still felt a measure of control. They wanted her and nothing else. They desired no power over her, just their own pleasure. But the chief...no, something about him made her skin crawl. He was sly and egotistical and she wanted nothing to do with him. Yet, this time tomorrow, she would be his wife.
Her head span. It was all moving so fast. This time two days ago, she was still a free woman. And now she was a captive and betrothed to an orc chieftain.
And she hadn't even had enough time to check the doors and the guards in order to escape. All was lost.
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 11/12
Date: 2013-09-23 04:36 pm (UTC)Her eyes were blurry and her mind was slow. She blinked and saw it was Shakuh. She opened her mouth to ask if it was time for the wedding but he clamped his hand over her mouth quickly. She jumped. Then she noticed he was dressed in fur armour and he was holding a sack that looked like it held more armour and a bow...
Then she realised it was her things.
She looked back up at him with confusion in her eyes. He placed a finger over his own lips and, catching his meaning, she nodded slowly. He removed his hand from her mouth.
"What's going on?" She whispered.
His jaw was set. "Do you want to marry the chief?" He whispered back.
She hesitated, considering that it could all be a trap but there was something about him - about his eyes - that she believed. She shook her head. "No."
His shoulders relaxed and he appeared relieved.
"Then we must go. Now. Change." He handed her the sack and she pulled out her armour.
She stood and let the furs covering her drop to the floor. Shakuh turned away, facing the door and as she wrestled into her leather armour, she couldn't help but smile and his odd honour.
"You have seen me naked before." She muttered.
"Yeah. And I know what I does to me. Don't want to be that distracted right now."
Despite everything, she smiled at that and felt an odd sense of pride.
Once she was dressed and her bow and arrows were slung over her back, he opened the door of her room slowly. Then he stepped out first, checking the chief's door was still closed and that there was still loud snoring coming from inside. Then he nodded and she followed him as they set off through the longhouse and - finally - out of the door into the stronghold's yard. She was as quiet as she could be, knowing that she would have to be extra sneaky if she wanted to get past the guards.
But then she saw them all. Every orc in the stronghold (except the chief) was stood outside, holding torches and staring at her. Then Shakuh placed a hand on her back and gently pushed her forward away from the longhouse and towards the men. None of them made to grab her or alert the chief.
Shakuh appeared to notice her confusion and said, "We've all agreed. You're to leave tonight before the chief can wed you."
"Why?"
"He says we can't have you." One of the other orcs said. "So why should he? That's how he drove our women away in the first place. Made all these demands and never let us have any of 'em. So go, Imperial. We'll deal with the chief."
Vianna didn't know what to say. In fact, she was starting to feel a little teary that all of them came together to help her. "I...I can only thank you."
"Eh, you've done more than thank us these past two days." Another orc said, grinning.
Vianna spluttered a laugh. "That is true enough. Well then, we must part ways. Goodbye, my friends."
They all murmured a goodbye and Vianna was almost sad to be leaving. They were good men, she realised, deprived of one of the most basic needs and driven almost mad by it. She felt quite proud to have relieved them, at least for now.
Shakuh pushed open the huge wooden gates and followed her outside. He paused, nodded at the men behind them and then closed the gates once more. Vianna stared.
"What are you doing?"
He snorted. "Why do you think I'm dressed like this, little Imperial? I'm coming with you."
"Oh." Was all she could think to say. She found she had no desire to protest at all.
"Got it all arranged. They'll say I knocked out the guards to smuggle you out. That way, the chief'll let them off. And they'll deal with his greed in their own time."
"Right." She felt oddly nervous around him. They began walking down the hill. "Riften is not far. We could stop there for the rest of the night, then decide where to go in the morning."
"Aye. Sounds good, little whore."
She glared. "I'm not a whore."
He smirked. "No, but you turn into one when I touch you."
She tried to glare again but couldn't stop herself smiling and blushing. And damn him, he was right.
F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 12/12
Date: 2013-09-23 04:41 pm (UTC)Keerava was doing her usual rounds. Checking everyone was in their beds and that there was no trouble: domestic or professional. She passed two travellers' doors, both Nords, both alone both silent. Just how she liked it. Then she came to the third door and heard a long moan come from inside.
She should pass on, she knew. But she was intrigued. It was that orc and that Imperial's room and Keerava had never seen an stranger couple. She was interested to see (or rather hear) how they...worked together. She heard another groan, this time louder, and the sound of something being unlaced.
"Hmm." The Imperial's voice was husky, aroused. "Just as impressive as I remember."
"Glad I don't disappoint. Why don't you put your mouth on me, little Imperial? Want to know how good your tongue is."
"You know how good it is. I'm sure I've had you in my mouth before like I did the others." Keerava didn't know whether to be scandalised or amused by the Imperial's casual tone.
"Not me. Wanted to wait my turn. Wanted to wait until I was inside you: cunt or ass."
Then the Imperial laughed. "Oh, you're such a romantic."
The orc began a low chuckle but it quickly descended into a groan. At the sound of sucking and footsteps on the stairs, Keerava smoothed down her skirts and made her way onto her own room.
Best to leave them be.
*
(A/N: Wow. So that turned out to be some sort of twisted romance! Apologies if that went in a direction you didn't want OP...I wasn't really expecting it either! But I hope the smut satisfied at least!)
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 12/12
Date: 2013-09-23 04:43 pm (UTC)Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 12/12
Date: 2014-10-24 07:21 am (UTC)Thank you again, I'll be in my bunk.
Re: F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 8/?
Date: 2013-09-23 04:27 pm (UTC)