Barflies

"Ruckus! Get outta that fraggin tree already!"

"But I gotta save Mr. Kibby!" whined the massive tauren in reply. Plate covered fingertips brushed in futility at the orange tabby sitting just out of reach, staring back at him. The tree limb groaned under the stress of supporting the armored bovine, the branch bowing down more and more as Ruckus shimmied towards the cat. Staring up from the ground below were a pair of beady red eyes, locked on Ruckus with ever increasing frustration.

"Ruckus if you don't get your peace pipe smoking, peyote drinkin', ancestor seein' ass down here this instant I'm gonna..." Bill trailed off as the beak of a gryphon came to rest on his shoulder. Somberly he buried his face in his palm as an all too familiar voice cleared it's throat.

"Looks like your cow got stuck in a tree Bill."

"Go away Alley... now ain't the best time..." Bill grumbled.

"Oh pish posh! It's noon! Prime hour for abusing the handicapped!" Allerdyce sneered.

"RUCKUS GET OUTTA THAT DAMN TREE SO I CAN BASH ALLEY'S SMUG FACE IN!" Bill finally snapped. The tauren flailed in shock, falling from the tree like an anvil landing squarely on his head, Allerdyce and Bill winced simultaneously as the sickening thud resonated in the air. The tree limb having been relieved of its burden sprung back into place, sending Mr. Kibby skywards to parts unknown, his weak cry fading into the distance as he became a mere speck on the horizon.

"That was the single greatest thing I've ever seen..." Allerdyce spoke in stunned awe as he watched the cat sail off into the wild blue yonder.

"I taste peanut butter!" spoke a bewildered Ruckus, his helm dented and twisted on his head as he stumbled about. "My face is broken, I can't see..." he sighed, flopping down onto his ample posterior.

"Bill, to this day I'll never understand how your guild defeated Kel'thuzad with HIM at the battlefront..." Allerdyce observed. Bill said nothing, opting instead to casually backhand Allerdyce off his mount.

"Ohhh I'm gonna enjoy this..." Bill smiled, unfurling his axe with a sinister gleam in his eyes. "Any last words before we part and you go separate ways?"

"Suck turtle, toad kisser!" Alley shouted, his hands crackling with arcane energy.

"Ah shi...." was all Bill could say before he vanished in a puff of smoke, axe thumping on the ground next to his newfound tortoise form as he slowly stalked towards Allerdyce.

"Victory is mine!" Allerdyce cackled with glee. "Eeenf!" he sneered as he gingerly kicked the tortoise over onto its back.

"IIIIIIINCCCOOOOOOMIIIIING!" came a shout from the skies. Allerdyce turned his head up in time to watch Roderick's gryphon slam headlong into the ground, the little gnome tumbling off into the bushes nearby.

"I told you not to pick the one eyed gryphon, he has no depth perception, but nooooooo! You gotta buy the inbred mutt gryphon out of sympathy..."

"But he's cute Alley!" piped Roderick as he sauntered out of the underbrush, picking leaves and twigs from his armor.

"He's not cute, he's hideous, he's got one eye and a neanderthal forehead!" Allerdyce spoke, gesturing towards the gryphon who promptly snapped at Allerdyce's hand, only to be off by an arm's length or more.

"The darnedest thing happened to me on the way here Alley!"

"Your testicles descended?"

"No! I was just flyin along when I got hit in the face with a cat! Just outta nowhere!"

"That's one way to get a face full of pussy... completely wrong though, but a way none the less."

"MR. KIBBY!" came a squeal of glee. Thundering of footsteps were heard shortly after as Ruckus charged towards them with arms open.

"Jumpin' Jeebus McCriminy!" Roderick squeaked as he turned to run, wide eyed in terror.

"Gimme Mr. Kibby!" bellowed Ruckus.

"Stop chasing me! Stop chasing meeeee!"

"I think he wants the cat genius..." sighed Allerdyce.

Roderick tossed the cat over his head as he ran, Mr. Kibby flailing about until he came to land on Ruckus' snout. The two stared into each others' eyes as Ruckus reached up to grab him. "It's ok Mr. Kibby, daddy's got ya! Just... OW... leggo...OWWW...of daddy's... OW....nose! OW!"

"You wuss..." Allerdyce scoffed as Roderick came up beside him, panting as he tried to regain his composure.

"Sorry Alley... s'just taurens scare me..."

"They didn't used to. In fact you have photographic evidence that you fornicated with one..."

"That was before......the accident...." Roderick whispered.

"He said he was sorry Roddy..."

"Sorry doesn't make up for....that..." Roderick spoke in a grim tone.

"Whatever... wuss." Allerdyce teased, moving to remount his gryphon. "Come Blood Ranger! Let us leave these heathen Horde savages!" He shouted, pointing his gryphon skyward.

"Alley, that name is sooo gay!" Roderick spoke

"Shut up twit... you named yours Chester for fuck's sake!"

"He looks like a Chester!"

"He doesn't look like a Chester, he looks like the end product of about one hundred years of inbreeding! You should have called him Motherfucker!" Allerdyce retorted, their bickering fading into the distance.

"FRAAAAAAG!" came a mighty scream from Bill as the spell wore off. His shoulders slumped and his hands clinched into fists as he saw Allerdyce was no longer there. His ears perked and his face twitched as he heard giggling coming from nearby.

"Lookie Bill! Mr. Kibby's back!" Ruckus chuckled in glee, his hands clapping together as the cat rubbed against his legs. It took a couple steps towards Bill as he approached, staring up at the orc with big, dazzling emerald eyes, tail swaying as it purred. Bill stared down at the cat for a moment, his face turning to a scowl. Without a word he punted the poor animal over the nearby cliff, its weak cry resonating off the rock walls as it fell before finally making a microscopic splash in the lagoon below.

"Now go get yer damn cat!" he grumbled, stomping past a blubbering Ruckus, the tauren's bottom lip quivering as he stared over the edge.

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"I agree, night elves are hot, blood elves too, but nothing comes close to a troll."

"But Alley they're cannibals! And they aren't all that attractive... Have you seen one up close? They have mustaches!"

"Bah! Only a simpleton like you would let little things like that affect your judgment."

"Cannibalism isn't a little thing Alley... s'kinda big.."

"Whatever, just get her a steak dinner first and you're covered." Roderick merely nodded in agreement. "The clincher in the debate is the female troll going into heat. Can you imagine a chick so horny she could go at it over eighty times in one night?!"

"I dunno Alley... I think it'd catch on fire and fall off after the thirty-third time..."

"...you're such a killjoy... Honestly, someone could give you a free bag of gold and you'd complain about the bag being too heavy."

The two intrepid adventurers, or incompetent health hazards as their guild called them, wandered through the markets of Shattrath in an attempt to cure their boredom. They observed all the local wares, conveniently never buying anything much to the chagrin of the shop keeps. Allerdyce came to a sudden stop near the fruit vendor.

"Oh my god! Look Roderick!"

"What is it Alley?" Roderick asked as Allerdyce moved towards the cart.

"Check it out! Do these remind you of anything?" Allerdyce asked, holding what appeared to be two coconuts in his hands.

"Not really Alley..Why?" Roderick asked with a look of confusion on his face, as if Allerdyce had suddenly been stricken with madness.

"How about now?" Allerdyce asked, moving closer to Roderick, pressing the coconuts together against Roderick's face.

"That's not even close to funny Alley..." Roderick said, his face turning to an uncharacteristic scowl.

"How long was it again?" Allerdyce asked.

"A half hour..." Roderick sighed.

"No... not the time..." Alley asked with a chuckle.

"Not funny.... And I couldn't see...."

"You were lookin! Tee hee!" Allerdyce teased.

"Oh my god Alley! Look!"

"You can't get me with a joke I JUST used putz... There's at least a thirty two hour turnaround."

"NO! ALLEY! LOOK!" Roderick almost squealed with glee, pointing to a banner hanging over a nearby building.

"Opnening Soon! The Watery Grave: Shattrath!" Allerdyce read aloud. "You think Wade would know 'Opening' doesn't have three n's"

"I wonder if he's there?"

"Dunno, let's look." Allerdyce spoke, the two poking their heads in the doorway, the sounds of construction resonating through the building. Silently they began creeping across the floor of what was sure to be the bar area. "Mmmmm, Elwynn Mahogany, good choice!" Allerdyce soothed, rubbing his face across the smooth surface of the bar itself.

"Look Alley! Leather seats on the stools!" Roderick piped, running his hands over the cushion."

"Probably naugahyde, but still, it's a step up from that patched up stool I used to use..."

"This one's mine! It doesn't have that hole in it that smells like pee my old one did!"

"...it smelled like pee because somebody peed in it you moron..."

"I...knew that..." Roderick stammered.

"Whatever Mr. McPeepants"

"I never peed my pants!" Roderick yelled in a hushed tone.

"Never?" Allerdyce teased.

"Look! I had to get his attention somehow!"

"You could have tried jabbing him."

"I did!"

"So your next thought was to piss yourself to get his attention? Good call!" Roderick merely frumped and sat on his stool with arms crossed. "I wonder if the taps work yet?" Allerdyce thought aloud. With all the stealth and finesse of a drunken draenai on an ice rink Allerdyce crept over the bar, landing with a heavy thud on the other side.

"Alley? What are you doing?!" Roderick gasped.

"I fell on my wand... Oh god I think I pierced my shvantz!" he groaned, slowly standing up, only to stoop over a bit. "I popped a nad..." he whined, short of breath. "Okay... I think we're good to go." Allerdyce took a couple test breaths before straightening back up. Grabbing a mug from the bar he began testing the taps to see if any work. A smile of glee as beer began to flow from the fourth.

"Oh good! Its our favorite!"

"Orkweiser?"

"Oh god no... that stuff tastes like filtered orc piss... on second thought it IS brewed by orcs so it very well might be..."

"But its the Warchief of Beers!"

Allerdyce just looked up at Roderick with a deadpan expression. "They gave themselves that title boob."

"What brand is it?"

"Barleybrew Scalder. Mmmm, smells so good!"

"No way!" Roderick squeaked in glee. Allerdyce grinned from ear to ear as he filled one mug, then a second. "Uh... Alley?"

"Yeah?" he asked, his back to Roderick as he topped off the brews.

"Alley?"

"Yes?"

"Aaaallley?!"

"WHAT?!" He shouted, turning around, his expression of anger turning to an expression of terror as he came nose to snout with a furiously snarling worgen. Blood red eyes fixated with his own as he dropped the mugs and screamed with a sound more fitting for a small child stumbling across a spider. Simultaneously the two looked down to see the broken mugs and spilled beer on the floor, then back up to each other's faces. "Thanks asshole! I almost shit myself!" Allerdyce said, his trademark frown on full display. "Its not like we weren't gonna pay for em! I think you did it on purpose just to scare the bejeezus outta me!" he accused, poking the worgen on its sizable chest, the worgen looking down at his finger.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Came a familiar voice from the doorway to the kitchen.

"Your dog scared the crap out of me Wade!"

"Is that who I think it is?! And what did I tell you about calling him a dog?!" Spoke Wade as he came out of the kitchen, smile on full display.

"If it gets fleas and licks its own junk in public, its a dog!" Allerdyce said, a smile coming over his own face.

"What are you two troublemakers doing here?"

"Makin' trouble!" Roderick cheered. Allerdyce just rolled his eyes and sighed.

"We came to check the place out, get a sneak peek since we're such valued customers and all."

"Valued customers? I haven't seen you two in almost six months! And you're gonna pay for those right?"

"We were under orders not to go back to Azeroth until further notice... Believe me, we wanted to go back like every day. They have this shit hole here called the Drunken Skunk, trust me, you won't have to try hard to beat out the competition." Allerdyce explained. "Provided ol' Nader here remembers how I like my burgers!" He teased, poking the worgen again in the chest.

"You probably shouldn't do that... that's not Nader.." Wade spoke cautiously.

"Not... Nader?" Allerdyce asked, his face turning from Wade to look back at his own finger, still firmly planted against the chest of this new worgen. The two shared a long look at Allerdyce's finger as he slowly withdrew it, then looked back at each other's faces. "Um... sorry bout that... You guys all look alike to me.." He weakly apologized

"This one showed up at the old place about a month after you guys left for Outland. Real quiet, has a thing about being touched. Takes a while to earn its trust, but once you do its a real sweetheart. Can't cook for a lick though, usually does dishes and helps sis out with cleaning up at the end of the night. Settled on the name Frankie, part of our ever growing family of oddballs."

"You're not a bad guy are ya?" came Roderick's voice, the two turned to look at the gnome as he leaned over the bar, scratching Frankie behind the ear, the worgen was sighing in contentment as it leaned towards the gnome. "Just misunderstood!"

"How does he do that?" Wade asked aloud in disbelief.

"I haven't a clue... I think his aura of stupidity somehow disarms them..."

"When do you guys open up Wade?" Roderick asked, chuckling as Frankie hugged him close and began licking his face.

"Should be ready for business by the end of next week. Gonna have a big grand opening hoopla, think you guys will be here?"

"Does Cairne have hairy nuts?" Allerdyce asked.

"...charming..." Wade sighed.

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"Ah, Arathi Basin, Lumbermill Duty, is there an easier posting in the land? I think not!" Allerdyce smiled, sitting on a stump as he sipped a drink. Roderick was lopping the heads off sunflowers nearby, sighing in boredom. "Roddy, you're taking the fun out of my mid-battle mint julep... Could you be an annoying twit somewhere else? Like where I can't see you being a moron, or hear you make moron noises?"

"Sorry Alley... I just wanna fight! I been itchin to try out my new weapons!"

"Speaking of itching, Nash is here! I bet he could use some help itching those big.."

"Shut up Alley!" Roderick shouted, throwing a clod of dirt at the hysterically laughing mage. "I'm going to find someone to fight..." Roderick spoke in defeat.

"Oh stop being such a wet blanket!" Allerdyce teased, reclining back against the stump, eyes closing as he soaked up the sun. His carefree smile turned to a frown as a shadow fell over him. "Move you pint sized git! You're gonna make my tan uneven!."

"Oh? Well in that case I can just lop off that noisy melon of yours and even it all out for ya!" grumbled a familiar voice. Allerdyce's eyes fluttered open as he craned his head up to look at the scowling orc.

"Bill! You look angrier than usual..." Alley sneered. "Be a dear and fetch me a pitcher of ice would you? My drink is all warm and unrefreshing."

"Oh Alley, Alley, Alley..." Bill tisked. "Dead people don't NEED to drink!" he spoke, raising his axe high over head, the blade gleaming in the sunlight. Allerdyce bolted off the stump just in time to hear the axe bite deep into the wood where his head would have been. Frantically he scampered away from the orc, shuffling to his feet just as he reached the edge of the cliff, teetering as he tried to balance himself. Allerdyce spun around, his hands flying up in protest as he tried to reason with the orc.

"Now lets be reasonable Bill! I didn't kill you! I merely bruised your pride!"

"I know Alley, just like I know your pride will definitely be bruised when it bounces off those rocks down there. Not only will the score be even, but you can owe me one! Its win-win all around!"

"If you do this, you're gonna be sorry!"

"Naw, if I do this, I'll be happy, glad, ecstatic, orgasmic even! Sorry will come when I realize I can't see the look on your face when you go 'splat'!" Bill reared back his axe and charged Allerdyce, the glimmer of blood lust in his eyes as his feet pounded towards the mage who looked for all the world like a trapped deer. It was when the last step was to be taken to close the distance that Bill saw the expression on Allerdyce's face change from a frantic fearful one to a wicked, mischievous grin. Bill couldn't stop his swing in time as the mage blinked from before him leaving only air and imagination between him and the cliff's edge that he approached at breakneck speed. In futility he planted both feet as his toes skidded over the edge, his whole body swaying back and forth as he tried to stop the inevitable.

"Game, set, and match." Came from behind him as Allerdyce gently prodded Bill in the middle of the back with a single digit, sending the green juggernaut over.

"Motherfragginbastidfuckshitmommaaaaaaaa...." resonated along the sheer rock wall as gravity pulled the orc to the ground so very very far below. Allerdyce smiled as he watched Bill fall, turning his head in disgust at the moment of impact.

"I give it a five point four... " Allerdyce said as he walked back to his stump.

"Shall I return you to life?" The spirit resser asked, looking at the frowning face of Bill's ghost.

"Yes please..." he muttered.

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"I don't care which one of ya's grabs the fraggin' flag! I ain't after no goddamn flag! I want that mage's head! That's all I cares about, Alley, head, lopped off, done!"

"You're really letting him get to you Bill." Shahnoon spoke in concern. "Just look how tense you are! I say you let me and Gilda take care of you." She cooed.

"I'm fine!" he shouted, his head turning to face Rob who placed a hand on his shoulder, a look of sadness on the troll's face. "Look, its nothin kemosabe. Just gotta tag that limp wristed fleshbag once and I'm good to go."

"It's ok Bill, I still think you're the bestest warrior!" Ruckus spoke, hugging Bill tight, the popping of orc vertebrae resonating in the tunnel.

"Ruckus..." Bill spoke, the tauren coming face to face, "Put me down before I hurt you...."

"Sorry boss..." the tauren said somberly, backing away.

"Now let's go over this one last time, I go in first, Ruckus you're right behind me. Shahn, I want you and Gilda in their tunnel making sure our exit is clear. Ruckus gets the flag, Rob's on heal duty, and you guys make a beeline for the third and final cap. Meanwhile I'm gonna be sending Allerdyce to the great beyond and savoring every second he's in pain, right up to the last blood choked gasp."

"Right!" Shahnoon nodded.

"Done with pleasure!" Gilda husked.

Rob merely nodded and gave his trademark thumb's up.

"Go team Kibby!" Ruckus cheered, setting his tabby on the ground before him. Bill looked down at the cat, then back up at Ruckus, back to the cat, then back to Ruckus.

"You ain't takin' no fuckin' flea bitten cat into battle you pea brained meatwall!" he snarled.

"Awww... but he's our mascot Bill!" Ruckus whined.

"NO!"

Meanwhile, in the Alliance base, their team waited for the horde to make a move. Allerdyce and Roderick sat perched on the balcony overlooking their flag. "Hawwwwk! P-toooey!" Allerdyce spat a loogie from their perch, watching it fall through the air to patter on the helmet of Dixon, the paladin reached up and ran his finger through the spit, observing it on his fingers before turning to look up at the pair. Allerdyce merely shrugged and nodded in Roderick's direction, Dixon just frowned and flipped Allerdyce the bird.

"Fifteen points if you can hit the lion insignia on his cape Roddy."

"I don't wanna spit on Dixon, Alley, that's mean!"

"That's kind of the point ninny..."

"Whot's goin' on up here?" a soft feminine voice asked in a strong accent. "Are ye two lads up to mischief again?"

"No Sosha, we are behaving! And I find your accusations offensive!" Allerdyce spoke facetiously.

"Heya Sosha! Is that a new robe? It looks like a new robe! Looks nice on you! Did you see me kill that troll? Wasn't it cool?! Did you kill anyone? Did you get a chance to capture the flag? I captured a flag once, it was great!" Roderick spoke, his tempo increasing until Allerdyce smacked him in the back of the head and glowered at him.

"Oh Roddy, yer such a card! Ye make me laugh so!" The dwarf spoke in a light tone, she reached out and tussled the gnome's hair, giggling aloud as Roddy frumped and went to work fixing his locks. "I thought ye two might be thirsty for somethin' a little more potent than conjured water. So I brought ye a skin of mead, s'a tad bit warm, but should still get the job done, aye?"

"Sosha, you are a gentleman and a scholar, you have my thanks." Allerdyce smiled.

"Gentleman?" She asked accusingly.

"Ooops, I mean GentleWOMAN! Slip of the tongue I suppose."

"Och.. let it slip too much and ya might not get it back smartypants!" Sosha threatened, brandishing a balled up fist. Allerdyce merely threw up his hands in submission before accepting the skin of mead.

"She's such a nice gal." Roderick said with a smile as they watched Sosha walk back down stairs.

"She's a dwarf, they do nothin' for me." Allerdyce said matter-of-factly, taking the top off the skin to waft it before his nose, nodding in surprise as the odor was most appealing. "But they sure do know good hooch when they see it."

"What's wrong with dwarves? They seem like they're just small humans..." Roderick puzzled aloud.

"Have you ever seen one naked?" Allerdyce asked, Roderick shook his head, "I did, looked like one dwarf riding on another's shoulders, only the bottom one had a bigger beard and was drooling like a retard." Roderick looked at him, aghast. "I'm serious, she coulda braided it! Even IF I could get over the body hair surplus, I wouldn't know where to stick it to even TRY to have sex!"

"I guess... I mean I've never seen one naked... but if its like you say that would be a little strange."

"Hmmm..." Allerdyce thought aloud, hefting the skin of mead in one hand as he held the neck in the other.

"What?" Roderick asked aloud.

"It's kinda warm... reminds me of something, but I can't put my finger on it."

"What? What does it remind you of?"

"Here, you tell me!" Alley said, picking up the skin of mead only to set it down on Roderick's forehead as he stared up at the leathery pouch of liquor. Slowly Roderick's face turned to a frown as realization hit him on what Allerdyce was thinking of.

"Alley... you're so mean..." he sighed, the mage cackled with glee as he poured himself and Roderick a glass.

"Nobody move and nobody gets hurt!" came a booming voice from the tunnel below them, the two leaned out to see if they could observe the source of the demand. Allerdyce grinned from ear to ear as the green head of Bill moved into view. The clank of armor resonated in the room as Bill and his entourage moved into the flag room, stopping just below Allerdyce and Roderick. "Just give us the flag and Allerdyce and nobody's gotta die." Bill spoke, looking around the room. "Nobody be a hero, I just want the mage. Where is he?"

"Hawwwwwwwk.... P-Toooey!" came from above, Bill spun around and looked up in time to catch a nice, juicy loogie in the eye. Growling aloud he reached up to brush Allerdyce's spit from his face.

"Savor that pinko, I don't think you'll be able to spit from a gaping neck hole..." Bill threatened, his attention focused entirely on Allerdyce. Meanwhile behind him Sosha began chanting an incantation, hidden from all in the room. "You got ten seconds before I reach you up there, so I suggest ya pray to whatever god or demon that would have ya! Because, though your spirit will go ta them, yer ass is all mi...." Bill stopped, his body moving on its own as he turned around. A look of fear came over him as he realized he was not in control. Gingerly he sauntered up to Ruckus, who stared at him with a smile, oblivious to the orc's predicament. With one swift movement, he raised his axe up high and buried it right in the poor tauren's head, Ruckus' eyes went crossed as he mumbled something about pickles and fell face first to the ground. Shahnoon and Gilda stood petrified in fear, wrapped in each others' embrace as Bill moved towards them next. The pair screamed, faces pressed cheek to cheek as their glistening eyes reflected the image of Bill raising his axe again.

"I'm sorrrrryyyy!" He almost bawled as the axe came down again and again on the pair, sending them to the spirit resser in the most grisly of manner. Finally, only Rob remained, he stared at Bill with a frown, knowing it was pointless to run. As Bill readied his weapon one final time, Rob merely shrugged to himself and raised his leg to cut a ripe fart. Bill and Rob both laughed as the gleaming axe came down, Rob's hearty chuckle cut short as Bill's tear strained giggle went on. He sniffled to himself as his body walked back to the middle of the flag room, standing before the alliance team. His misty eyes stared back up at Alley who merely waved at him with a smile, drink in his hand. "That was soooo mean!" he pouted, the mind control spell wearing off as the team closed in on him.

"Shall I bring you back to life again?" The spirit resser asked, a tone of sarcasm in her voice.

"Shut up..." Bill frowned, arms crossed.

"Everyone say 'thanks Bill'!" Shahnoon taunted from behind.

"THAAAANKS BIIILLL!" they cheered in unison.

"SHADDAP!" He barked.

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"He's gotta come down this path eventually!" Bill thought aloud, his body pressed flat to the snow as he looked through his spyglass. "We're gonna get him today Bessie, daddy can feel it!" He sneered, patting his trusty axe as it lay on the snow beside him. "Whozzat?!" he asked rhetorically in surprise, slinging the spyglass up to observe the trail before him. "Bah... s'only Annalee..." he sighed in frustration, watching the kaldorei ride by on her saber. "Heeheehee.. just lookit those jugs, some grade A blouse busters on that gal. What I'd give to bury the ol' jade serpent blade in that scabbard." Bill reached down to adjust himself as he looked around the snowy hills of Alterac, waiting for his prey to come into view.

Hours passed without sighting until finally he caught glimpse of the elusive Allerdyce. The mage was in full pompous display as he rode his steed down the hill at a brisk pace, his arrogant smile on display as he neared the ambush that awaited him. Bill grinned from ear to ear as he reached for his axe, beginning to crawl on his belly towards the road, closing the distance as the two headed towards an inevitable crossing. Bill's grin dropped immediately into a panicked expression as again he found himself unable to control his body.

"What the hell?!" He asked aloud. "Nooooo!" He cried out as he watched Allerdyce ride by unmolested, his heart sinking as he knew his chance was lost. A heavy frown framed his face as his body rose and turned to face his saboteur. "You!" he barked aloud, "Why you gotta stop me from fraggin Alley?! As far as I know ain't a soul on this planet that likes him, save for that pipsqueak!"

"S'got nothin' ta do with Allerdyce lad." The dwarf spoke with a mischievous grin. "This be just between you and me."

"What'd I ever do to you?! I ain't even met ya before Warsong! Hell, I don't even know yer name!"

"Me name is Sosha, orc, and ain't nobody said anythin' about doin' anythin' to anyone. Not yet at least." she winked as she walked up to her mind captive. "Whot do they call ye my large green friend?"

"I ain't yer friend stumper! And I ain't tellin you my name!" he barked.

"Suit yerself, I got all day. So lets go find some place a bit more comfortable to relax while we wait for yer tongue to loosen up a bit, aye?"

"But I don't wanna..." Bill whined in a manner much uncharacteristic, unfortunately his body would not obey his commands as it instead followed the dwarf towards a small cottage nestled deep in the woods away from the fray. Sosha opened the door with a smile as she watched the mesmered orc walk in, closing it and latching it shut behind them. The cottage was sparsely decorated, a few animal heads were mounted on the wall near a simple brick fireplace, a massive white bear pelt lay strewn across the floor as no other form of furniture was to be seen. Bill's body lowered itself to the floor, seated on the bear pelt with legs crossed, his hands lay across his legs by his side unmoving as Sosha moved around him, taking in his every detail.

"So let's try this again shall we? Ye have a name, I gave ye mine, now give me yours."

"Banmaok.."

"That's quite the name ye got there."

"Ain't nobody calls me that... " Bill admitted weakly. "They call me Bill."

"That's a pretty plain human name. Why do they call you that?"

"'Cause I tell 'em to!" Bill spoke in a defensive tone. "I don't need no fancy name, just a plain ol' grunt, I like a plain name."

"Touchy one aren't ye? Sounds like ye got somethin' ta hide, but it dinnae matter ta me. I'm not interested in yer past, I'm more interested in yer future."

"Ain't gonna be no future, I'm gonna get free, I'm gonna split yer stumper self in two, then I'm gonna lop that mealy mouthed froo froo mage's head clean off!"

"My goodness! Whot a fiesty, fiery one ye are! Sounds like yer quite the frustrated orc!"

"I AM frustrated! I been chasin' after that skinbag for weeks! I finally get him cornered and YOU go and frag it all up!"

"By the sounds of it, I dinnae think killin' Allerdyce is gonna make ye feel better."

"It'll help!"

"Nay, there's only one thing that'll take care of the kinda stress ye be sufferin from..."

"And what's that?" Bill asked sarcastically. Sosha smiled and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "I ain't lettin' no stumper do that! I'd sooner die!"

"Would ye now? But lookit that! Looks like yer hands have a mind of their own!" Sosha spoke as Bill's hands came up to grip her ample breasts, squeezing them on their own.

"We both know yer makin me do that... I ain't gettin no kicks from touchin' a waist high pink skin.."

"It's yer word against mine orc, gettin hard to believe ye with that bulge in your trousers." Sosha teased. Bill looked down to see that he indeed had an erection growing in his pants.

"Yer makin' me do it! It ain't me!" Bill denied, his voice growing frantic. "I don't want it!"

"I think ye do.. In fact, I think ye wanna show it to me, doncha?"

"N..no!"

"Then why are ye unfastening yer britches?" Sosha asked with a smile. Bill stared in disbelief as his hands loosened the knot holding his britches up, the waist coming loose as the dark green of his lower abdomen came into view, his hands both pulling up on his shirt as the other tugged the flaps of his britches open. Bill looked up frantically as Sosha loosened her robe, the fabric sliding to her shoulders before falling to the floor below her. His eyes came to rest on her nude body as she stood before him, she had all the curves of a woman twice her size, but on a smaller scale, her pale, porcelain like skin spattered with patches of freckles. A particularly dense patch of freckles lay nestled between the massive mounds of her breasts, the mammaries seemingly unfitting a body that small. Lower still his eyes wandered as his mouth hung agape over her little paunchy tummy, she wasn't fat, just soft. Everything about her body said 'woman' to Bill's mind, his primal male side didn't care that she was a different species, all it saw was the right bumps, curves, and dips in all the right places. Down and down his eyes moved until they came to rest on the tiny thatch of fiery red hair nestled between two thick, milky white thighs. A gentle tapping on his stomach made Bill look down to see the shiny head of his erect cock tapping him as it throbbed with his heart beat. He looked back up as a soft hand caressed his cheek, "does it still make your stomach turn to think of a 'stumper' doing 'that' to you?" she asked.

"I...I uh..." Bill stammered, his mind awash in a hundred different thoughts, unable to focus on anything long enough to so much as answer her. His attention suddenly came to notice his own hands sliding up her sides, stroking her tenderly. He then came to notice her hands resting on his thick neck, squeezing and kneading at the heavy muscles there. Gripping him tight, she whispered to him.

"Give us a kiss Bill... On the lips like a good boy..." she husked. Seemingly entranced, Bill leaned forward, his lips pursing as he pressed them to her glistening nether lips, his nose buried in her curly orange bush, her scent filling his senses, the well groomed hairs tickling his skin. Pulling back he licked his lips, her flavor fresh on his tongue. She was heady like a vintage lager, no doubt a testament to the lifestyle of her people, his head swam as he felt he could literally get drunk off of her. "Goood boy... such a good boy..." She soothed. "Now how about a kiss fer my big boy?" She asked, lowering herself towards his body. Bill could only look on as she pulled and tugged on his pants, feeling the air on his rampant member. He grunted as he felt her tongue slide over his tip, moaning as it slid along the sides and underneath, tracing every nuance. Again he observed his hands moving over her arched back to her plump behind. The soft skin filled his palms so pleasantly as his fingers gripped and squeezed that round backside that swayed so enticingly. His right hand moved between the valley of her buttocks, fingers sliding over the tight pucker of her anus to the slick lips of her pussy. His cock lurched in excitement as his fingertip slid along the tight crease of her slit, feeling the snug lips kissing and tugging on him. Her other lips, meanwhile, circled his cock as her mouth slid down his shaft. They both groaned in unison as she reached the very base of his thick member, his own finger pressing into her hot tunnel. Sosha cupped and massaged his heavy balls as she began to suck on him. Her head bobbed up and down as the vibrations of her hungry moans resonated through his cock. Stuffing every bit of his cock into her mouth, she held him in her throat, swallowing and licking the underside of his pulsing shaft, her other hand moving to circle the base of his erection as she began to slide the slick, saliva coated monster from her hungry maw. Her hand began to pump him as the licked and sucked the very tip of his cock, Bill's head lolling back as he groaned in pleasure. Sosha smiled as she let the cock slip from her mouth, rubbing it against her cheek as she kissed up and down the shaft, feeling Bill's heavy testes move closer to his body. With one final attack on his willpower, she stuffed him back into her mouth, head bobbing up and down at a brisk pace as her hand milked him for all he was worth. The dam broke in Bill's mind as he grunted and groaned loud enough to wake the dead, the first thick pulse of cream hit the back of her mouth, Sosha instinctively swallowed down the hot cum as a second, third, and fourth flooded in. Unable to keep up with the flow, she let the cock fall from her lips, the next several jets blasting her across the face and hair, down to her neck, and finally streaking over her breasts. Bill's body finally went limp as his grip on her behind released, his back hitting the soft fur of the bear pelt with a thud. The orc panted and gasped as he tried to catch his breath and regain his composure, feeling Sosha lift herself from his thighs, sitting back on her legs with a smile as she gathered up some of Bill's cooling sperm, sucking it off her finger.

"Wow... that was...wow!" was all Bill could stammer.

"Aye, that was quite the backup in yer pipes lad, ye about drowned me! How long has it been since ye last got yer jollies?" she asked.

"Five...no six!...Actually closer to about seven...months..." Bill admitted, seeming to sound surprised at himself for such a long delay in his nocturnal activities.

"Ye know if ye don't use them, they'll fall off.." Sosha flirted, stroking his limp member.

"Yeah, yeah... s'easier said than done fer a guy ya know. We can't just up and grab any female we want for sex. Bastids play hard to get and all that crap."

"Ye can grab me any time ye want..." Sosha winked. "I love a good fuck.

"Um... ya think I could have control of my body back? Would be nice..." Bill asked in a weak smile.

"Poor lad, ye've had control over yer body for a while now. I let ye go after ye gave me a kiss. The rest was all you." Sosha admitted. Instinctively Bill raised his arms up, twiddling his fingers in mid air, before bringing them down to touch his face and chest as if to reassure himself he was still all there. The door latched shut behind him as he lay on the bear skin rug, eyelids growing heavy as he drifted off to sleep.

"Fraggin' stumpers...." he croaked with a weak smile before finally submitting to the abyss of dreamland.

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"Looks like everyone and their sister came out to this thing." Allerdyce spoke as he observed the mass of people waiting in line to the door of Wade's new bar. "Speaking of sister, how IS ol' Pixil?"

"That's a sure fire way to lose your nuts Alley." Roderick scowled.

"Look at you! All hostile and mean! I merely ask how your sister is doing out of compassion and my manliness is threatened!" Allerdyce feigned offense.

"Isn't that Bill?" Roderick asked aloud.

"Where?"

"There, talking to that night elf."

"I'd say he didn't care for the topic..." Allerdyce said as Bill delivered a devastating headbutt to the poor night elf's face, the kaldorei crumpled into a lavender heap on the street. The two walked up behind the orc, who was wiping the elf's blood from his face as he watched his friends scoop him up off the ground. "Just because someone questions your sexuality doesn't mean you get to break their face Bill..."

"Alley! I was just thinkin about you!" Bill smiled.

"I don't know whether to be touched or terrified."

"Ye'll get yer ass touched alright..."

"Bill... that was the second gayest thing I've ever heard in my life. You should be ashamed."

"Whatever, don't bother me any."

"What's your deal? You seem... happy... so not full of your usual blind hatred."

"I got a little piece yesterday, she pushed all the right buttons."

"No shit? I didn't know you were bisexual! By the way, how is your mom doing? I do so miss her button pushing skills."

"It wasn't my mother ya rotten bastid! Could ya let the poor woman rest in peace?!" Bill barked, slapping Allerdyce in the back of the head.

"So who was it?" Allerdyce asked, rubbing the fresh red welt on the back of his shiny head.

"A dwarf, not a bad lookin stumper either."

"You fornicated with a dwarf?!" Allerdyce asked in disgust. "Why would you do that?! Has your junk turned colors yet?"

"Ain't nothin' wrong with dwarves, just a bit smaller than I'm used to, but everythin's in the right place far as I could tell."

"What was her name?" Asked Roderick.

"Sasha, was a priestie, orange hair, freckles."

"Well that describes about a third of the female dwarven population." Allerdyce sneered.

"Wonder if he's talkin about Sosha?" Roderick thought aloud, rubbing his chin.

"Yeah! That's it! Sosha!"

"Great, so you honked your horn in our priest..." Allerdyce sighed. "I'm...happy? For you?"

"Honked it on her too!" Bill beamed with pride.

"That's just nasty... that's just an image I didn't need in my brain. Damn you orc... damn you straight to hell..."

"Stop thinkin' about my ding dong Alley!" Bill chuckled, elbowing Allerdyce in the ribs.

The mage just stooped over, rubbing himself with a grimace on his face. "Actually I was thinking about the dwarf."

The laughing orc wrapped an arm around him and another around Roderick. The poor gnome squeaked as Bill squeezed him, lifting him from the ground as he headed towards the door to the new bar. "Let's get somethin' ta drink! I'm buyin'!"

"I like new Bill!" Roderick smiled.

"I'd like it more if new Bill bathed..." Alley moaned.

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The three sat at a large table near the bar, their company was soon shared by other regulars from the old Watery Grave as the night went on. Annalee sat in Nash's lap as Rob and Bill laughed and joked with Allerdyce and Roderick, empty mugs and bottles strewn about the table as Rahanna literally lay in the middle of it all passed out, a pair of shot glasses resting on her breasts over her nipples, snoring in blissful sleep. Azadraea arrived next, taking a seat next to Allerdyce only to move down near Nash and Annalee when he met Allerdyce's angry glare.

"Aw Alley, be nice, ain't no reason to be mean to him."

"Oh I can think of a sizable grievance..." Allerdyce scowled.

"But you told me I could..." The blood elf muttered.

"Forgive me for assuming you had a vagina! Normally when someone offers to boink you into a coma, they're of the opposite gender! And they don't mean sticking their.." Allerdyce stopped himself short as he quickly became aware of his surroundings, Bill sat with mug in hand as an expression of shock seemed stuck on his face.

"What a refreshing change... Someone being a pain in Allerdyce's ass for once.." came from behind the mage. His whole body jolted upright as his eyes went wide, the voice ringing a bell in his head as slender fingers slid along his neck, gripping and rubbing his shoulders as he shivered. Allerdyce tilted his head up to look into the glowing amber eyes of the one who spoke. "Long time no see stranger.. you don't write, you don't visit, do I have to shackle you in my basement to keep you around?"

"Asphixia?!" Allerdyce spoke in a panicked voice.

"I must have left an impression. You remember my name!"

"You're a difficult act to follow... Not every night you meet a girl who can..." He was cut short as she covered his mouth.

"Perhaps you would oblige me by not letting everyone in my guild know about my carnal prowess?"

"Oh don't mind me, do continue!" Bill spoke, a shit eating grin on his face.

"Where you been Khelley? I haven't seen hide nor hair of you for months!" Allerdyce asked.

"Busy... I'm part of our War Committee, we've been developing a stratagem for our assault on Illidan's fortress. I managed to sneak out of the barracks just long enough for a little refreshment."

"You've been THAT occupied?"

"Have you seen my guildmates? Believe me, we need ALOT of planning." she smiled, lifting up Allerdyce's beer to take a sip as she sat down on the table top in front of him. Crossing her legs before her, she stared deep into his eyes as she drank his brew. Setting the now empty mug down she reached out to caress his face, the mage smiling ear to ear as her soft hand slid over his beard. "This is new. Going for the dark and mysterious look?"

"See what happens when you lock yourself in a library for months? You miss out on all the news." he teased, gripping her fingers to bring them to his lips, softly kissing her knuckles. A slight flush rushed to her cheeks as she bit her lip to suppress a smile.

"Is there anything else I missed? Something vital?"

"I can think of a couple big things you've been missing..." Allerdyce hinted, his words dripping with innuendo.

"You'll have to fill me in..." She returned his flirtations.

"I can brief you orally if you prefer... Or do you like your briefings given through a more tangible delivery?"

"I'll take both! Provided you can furnish that request."

"As you wish milady." he smiled broader now, kissing her hand again. Asphyxia moved her legs around to straddle Allerdyce's body as she sat before him on the table. Her robe covered legs slipped around his waist as she cupped his chin in her hands, moving her face dangerously close to his, her amber eyes glowing fiercely as she leaned to his ear, her hot breath came in pants as she husked in a voice dripping with sexuality.

"Let's go some place quiet and catch up..."

"Sure, you have any place in mind?" he asked.

"I think I know one..." She smiled, conjuring a portal to the Undercity, her eyes never left his as she rose from her seat. She stepped towards it hand outreached for his. Allerdyce gripped her hand in his own as they stepped through, the portal closing behind them leaving only the stunned members of the party to figure out what just happened.

"Wow, Allerdyce and a Forsaken! It's true what they say, love can blossom anywhere!" Annalee spoke with glee, Nash nodding in agreement with her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I told you guys for years he's not a bad guy!" Roderick grinned. "He just plays mean!"

"I always knew he was a pretend tough guy..." Bill said in shock, "I just thought he was a queer."

"AHEM!" Azaraea coughed.

"What?! So ya like puffin' peters! Big deal! I didn't say bein a queer is a bad thing... sheesh.. uppity sensitive queer bleed elves..."

"BLOOD elves.." Azaraea corrected.

"WHATEVER ELVES! Sass me again and they'll be wipin' what's left of ya off the walls with a sponge!" Azadraea merely shrugged off his idle threat's, accustomed to the orc's verbal abuse. "Order another round on my tab, I'm gonna take a squirt." he spoke, stalking off to the bathrooms. The tile room resonated with his footsteps as he walked across the bathroom to the stall, collapsing on the commode as the liquor in his body was in full effect. He was lost in humming an old orcish war song when the door to the bathroom creaked open. "Hey! There's someone in here!" He shouted, his view obstructed by the walls of the stall. The door to the stall rattled as the intruder attempted to open it. "What the hell?! I told you there's someone in here! Now frag off before I break yer face!" he spoke, growing agitated, more so when there was a knock on the door to his stall. Finally he leaned forward and opened the door, "What's yer damage bastid?! Can't you tell..." he stopped, standing before him was a smiling dwarf, her bright orange locks cascading down over a very low cut dress. Bill's eyes took in the sight, coming to rest on the familiar patch of freckles that lay between a pair of all too familiar breasts. "What're ya doin' in here?! It's the men's room!"

"So? Who cares? Ye think someone will actually complain?" Sosha asked rhetorically, walking into the stall, her hands moving to the shoulders of her dress, sliding the gown down and off her body, standing nude before the orc. "Ye still owe me a fuck precious, I wanna collect." she husked, her hands cupping the orc's cheeks as she planted a kiss on his suprised lips.

"What if someone walks in?" Bill asked, his hands cupping her breasts for the second time as they noisly kissed.

"Not gonna happen, I locked the door, s'just us..." she panted, feeling her skin growing hot as Bill's hands found her sensitive places. "Oh! Oh lad I've been watchin ye all night, waitin for my chance, the liquor just makin' me hotter and wetter fer ye! Can ye feel it?" She asked, Bill's thick fingers spreading and stroking her puffy, glistening pussy lips.

"Fraggin' hell girl, yer wet as a marsh down there! You got this way from me?" Bill asked in disbelief.

"Aye, the alcohol helped, gimme a couple tankards of ale and I'm all ready to go." She coo'ed, her hips thrusting forward as Bill stroked her most intimate parts. Her hands ran down his chest to his already exposed cock, taking the stiff, dripping green monster in her hand, gently pumping him.

"Are all you stumpers this way? I ain't never met a woman so aggressive!"

"Why do ye think our men stay with us when they have all that pretty lookin' pussy walkin around our cities? I ain't as nice on the eyes as a night elf, but they cannae hold a candle to a dwarf woman in the bed!" She boasted, pushing Bill back on the commode, his hips moving forward as he reclined. Sosha climbed up onto the sturdy orc, her knees coming to rest on his rippling thighs, her hands braced on his chest as she moved to straddle his member. Reaching down she gripped his cock and aligned him for entry, slowly lowering herself onto him, skewering herself on his meaty cock. They both moaned in unison as his shaft slid deep into her snug hole, and with one last grunt and a thrust of her hips, Sosha's round little behind came to rest on Bill's heavy balls. "See what I mean?" she asked with a wry grin, "Ye just try and find another pussy in all the land that feels like this!" Bill merely grunted in agreement as she began to rise, sliding up his shaft, feeling every bit leave her as her tunnel clung to him mercilessly, before coming back down, stuffing him back into that warmth.

"And ta think I used to get pleasure outta killin' you stumpers!" Bill chuckled out loud, his hands resting on her hips as she rode him like a bronco.

"I trust ye've learned we're far better impaled on the end of yer cock than on the end of yer sword?" She asked, leaning forward to nibble on his exposed throat.

"Y...Yeah..." Bill shuddered, "I ain't ever been with a girl like you, ye just don't let up!"

"Is that fear I hear in yer voice orc? Does it make ye uncomfortable?"

"A little... I'm used to bein the assertive one..."

"Just lie back and let me have mah way with ye. Let me fuck ye long and hard, I promise ye'll enjoy it!" She spoke, her thrusting becoming more demanding as she did just that. Bill moaned as this woman seemingly had him at her mercy once again, his mind reeling from pleasure as her nails dug into his chest. He looked down to see her smiling face staring back at his, a glassy eyed look of desire in her eyes as her little white bottom bounced up and down on his lap, he felt compelled to kiss her on the lips, feeling her stiffen then succumb, sharing his kiss.

She rode him a while longer before asking to change places, her poor hips too tired to continue. Happily, Bill complied. Standing behind her as she moved up onto the toilet, her knees resting on the closed lid as her chest was pressed to the wall, looking back over her shoulder at him with a grin, her hips turning back towards him showing off her waiting pussy. Bill needed no instructions as he lined himself up with her slit and pushed deep into her, hilting in one stroke. It was her turn to moan as she felt his full balls bounce off her clit, his shaft going deeper than any dwarf could ever hope. She had always had desires for races not her own, night elf, human, even troll males all filled her fantasies, but her favorite was always orcs, they were most taboo of all, their ilk having invaded and controlled much of her ancestral lands during the great wars. Sosha didn't care about that, she desired their ferocity, their passion, their bodies. In Bill she found a prime specimen, his fury and pride on full display that day at Warsong, she wanted him right then and there, and now she had him! She whimpered as his hulking frame came to rest on her back, his hips banging into hers, making her flesh jiggle, her body growing hotter by the second as his hot breath scalded the back of her neck. His hands gripped her behind firmly as he pounded his cock home again and again, the little dwarf crying out as she finally orgasmed, her body shaking as her pussy gripped him tight, a splash of honey erupting from her nether lips, covering them both, rivulets running down the inside of her thighs. Bill groaned aloud as he pulled his cock from her trembling hole, his fist a blur as he stroked his glistening member, firing off a long rope of cum up her back, the next landing beside the first, the next series of lesser spurts pooling in the small of her back. She coo'ed as she felt his hot spunk on her soft skin, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of a mind numbing orgasm. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her back into his chest, the two sharing another kiss as they breathed heavily. Finally she broke it off.

"That was so good Bill... When do ye think we can do it again? I could fuck like that every day..." she sighed, her hand idly stroking her puffy, red pussy.

"I got a room here in town if ya want.. We could go at it again tonight. Got a nice big bed, beats bumpin uglies in the bathroom, that's fer sure."

"I'll be there! Now let's get cleaned up, we have to get ye back to yer friends, they're bound to get suspicious and we dinnae want to ruin yer reputation by havin ye seen with a dwarf." She said with a smile.

"I don't mind so much..." Bill spoke sheepishly, "You could join us if ya want..."

"Awww, such a sweetheart!" she cooed, kissing his cheek, the jade juggernaut smiling bashfully. "I would take ye up on that, but I'm here with friends too. Just keep yer door open and have a light on for me".

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The night wore on and finally the regulars began to filter out. Finally, only Bill and Roderick remained. Taking one last gulp, Bill finished off his beer, slamming the mug down on the table and letting out an 'Aahhh' of satisfaction.

"Well squirt, I'm gonna have to bail on ya. Got a nice piece of room service comin' in a few minutes and I don't wanna be late." Bill spoke, patting Roddy on the head. He reached into his belt to remove a small sack of coin, plopping it down on the table before Roderick. "Should be enough there to cover the tab. Have another on me!"

"Thanks Bill!" Roderick said appreciatively, though a small touch of sadness could be heard in his voice.

"Whats the problem squirt? You sound kinda down."

"Aw it's nothin Bill... just feelin kinda lonely.. everybody went home with someone, I'm kinda flying solo!" he admitted, staring at his beer. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head as a strong hand slapped him on the back, Bill's hearty chuckle filling the air.

"Don't give up hope yet fella! There's still some predators lurkin' about here that'll snatch up a piece of meat like you! Have another drink!" Bill smiled, walking towards the door. Belching one last time as he fetched his cloak, he turned to wave at Roderick and then dissapeared out the door.

"Hmm, I guess I'll have one more... but first to get rid of the ones I had!" Roderick smiled, hopping up from his stool to head to the bathrooms. His smile turned to a frown as the handle to the door jiggled in futility, locked from the inside. Knocking a couple times he pressed his ear to the door to see if he could hear any signs of life inside.

"Give it to me you beautiful troll bastard!" came a muffled voice from the other side, the further sounds of grunts and bumping told Roderick all he needed to know. A sigh escaped him as he made his way to the bar. Plopping down on a stool before Wade he let another heavy sigh escape from his mouth, causing Wade to turn and flash a look of concern.

"What's wrong Roddy? I've never seen you this dour."

"Nothing's really wrong Wade, just a little frustrated... maybe a little jealous too..." Roderick admitted.

"Yeah? A copper for your thoughts?" Wade asked, sliding a mug of beer to Roderick. The little gnome reached into his purse but Wade waved him off. "It's on the house friend."

"Well, I guess to sum it all up, I'm alone, I got no place to stay since Alley has the key to our room and he took off with his mage friend, and I gotta pee but two guys are having sex in the men's room and the door is locked!"

"You don't say?" Wade asked, a tinge of excitement in his voice. "Guess it had to get christened at some point..."

"Yeah... just feelin' a little forgotten and cast aside if ya know what I mean." Roddy sighed.

"Aw, I can't stand to see you like this Roddy! Cheer up! You have one of the most infectious smiles I know of!" Wade smiled, he reached under the bar and produced a key, "There's a guest room upstairs, you're more than welcome to crash out there for the night."

"You're the best Wade!" Roderick smiled, picking up the key and placing it in his purse.

"There's a bathroom in Frankie's room, just go through the door there.." He said, pointing to an unmarked door behind the bar, "...two doors down on the left. I think I saw Frankie in the kitchen so it should be unoccupied."

"Ah Wade! I could just kiss you!" Roderick cheered with glee, heading off towards the back.

"Don't let ME stop you..." The goblin whispered to himself as he cleaned out a mug. The door to the kitchen flew open and Nader's face poked out, staring at Wade. "I'm KIDDING! Get back in there!"

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"Goodbye beer!" Roderick smiled, his hips swiveling from side to side as he relieved himself, whistling a happy tune. The whistling continued as he washed his hands taking time to observe himself in the mirror as he dried his hands. "Awww! No wonder all the girls avoided me, I got a pimple the size of a clefthoof! Ick! Awww it got on the mirror!" Hopping down from his perch on the sink he shuffled across Frankie's bedroom, taking time to stop and observe the worgen's impressive bed. A smile came over his face as he thought aloud, "Screw it! You only live once!". With that he dashed across the room and leapt onto the bed, he hopped up and down on the massive bed for a while, giggling with glee before flopping down onto his back amongst the pillows. He lie there panting and giggling, eyes closed as he rolled amongst the pillows. A sudden sound caught his attention, making him sit upright. There at the foot of the bed stood Frankie, the worgen staring down at him with expressionless eyes.

"Oh!" Roderick squeaked in surprise, "Frankie! I was just... I mean... I couldn't resist! I was gonna..." he stammered, attempting to explain himself. Frankie merely stood in place, eyes never leaving Roderick as he sheepishly smiled, placing the pillows back where they belonged, fluffing them up. When everything was back in place Roderick slid off the bed and made his way past Frankie. He had no sooner taken a step beside the worgen when a hand lashed out and stopped him in his tracks. Looking down at the hand the gnome followed it up the arm to its owner. Frankie stared back at him and made a slight grunting sound.

"I only jumped on the bed! I didn't take anythiiiiiiiiing!" he shouted as he flew threw the air, propelled by Frankie's hand back onto the bed. Roderick landed with a 'fwump' among the soft pillows, eyes wide in shock as he lifted his head back up. Frankie was at the foot of the bed, crawling slowly up towards him, a slight growl coming from the worgen. "Oh no! You're gonna eat me! HELP! HEEEEEELP! FRANKIE'S GONNA EAT ME!" Roderick screamed, his howls for help cut short as a large hand came to rest over his mouth. His eyes grew impossibly wider as Frankie's other hand ripped his shirt open in one swift swipe, the soft flesh below unmarred. Removing the hand from his mouth a new shout came from Roderick, "FRANKIE'S GONNA RAPE ME!". Frankie grunted and again silenced the gnome. Roderick flailed trying to stop the randy worgen as it shredded his clothing to bits. Within minutes his nude form squirmed and wriggled as Frankie gripped both of his small wrists in one hand, pinning his hands above his head. Hesitantly Frankie loosened the grip about Roderick's mouth, no scream issued forth and the worgen fully released the hold on his face, hand turning to tenderly caress the gnome's face.

"Bad Frankie! Bad!" Roderick scolded, a serious look on his face as he stared at the stunned worgen, "Jumping on your bed does NOT give you the right to molest me! Bad dog! Bad.... girl? Girl dog! Bad girl!" he spoke as Frankie gripped his right hand by the wrist and guided it between her legs, brushing his fingertips against the dampened fur of her sex, slipping along her silky lips. "Now Frankie I demand you release me this instant!" his stern look melted into one of fear as she brought her snout to his face, a sinister throaty growl issuing forth as she bared her fangs. "Or I could just give you a quick diddle..." he smiled sheepishly, "I guess that wouldn't be too bad...", his fingers fluttering over her wet pussy. Frankie whined aloud as one of Roderick's thick fingers slid between the lips of her pussy to brush her clit. Her hips bucked on their own as he gently rubbed the swelling nub, rivulets of her juices running down the back of his hand as he began to thrust a finger into her snug hole, thumb continuing the assault on her clitoris. She began grunting vocally above Roderick, his head craning up to look at her as she stared off in the distance, tongue lolling from her mouth as she panted, eyes glossed over with lust. Her head began to lower close to him as she neared orgasm, closer and closer until her head was buried in the pillows near his own, her whining muffled. Her thighs suddenly clamped down on his hand as a high pitched squeal began coming from her throat, her head craning down towards him as her mouth opened and clamped down on his neck and shoulder. She bit down firmly as her pussy violently clamped down on his finger, a fresh rush of her juices gushing out around his hands, dampening her thighs and running down his arm. Roderick winced as her teeth pressed against his skin, not enough to break it, but enough to cause him pain. Finally she came down from her peak, her legs going lax as Rodericks sticky hand fell from her sated sex to flop down on the bed. Frankie fell onto her side as her body began to tremble and shake, her head thrashing about in the pillows beside him. He barely had time to sit up and look at her, hand gently touching her to check on her condition, before she snatched him up in her arms, pressing him tightly to her, his head buried in the soft fur of her bosom. Pulling his head out from her chest, he gasped for air. "Well... I was complaining about being alone tonight... Can't be too choosy I suppose." he smiled. He looked up at Frankie's face, the worgen turning her head down to look at him in curiosity. "I trust you enjoyed yourself?" he asked, a broad tongue brushed over his cheek providing all the answer he needed. "Good! Now if you'll excuse me I'll be making my way...GLKKK!" The sudden intrusion of Frankie's tongue in his mouth cutting him short, her grip on him tightening as she deeply kissed him, her long, deft tongue wrapping about his own. Roderick shuddered as she broke off, the odd sensation overloading his senses.

"Look, I don't mean to come across as rude, but I'm not sure if I should be doing this with a worgen. Does that count as bestialitEEEEEEEEE!" he squealed, Frankie's powerful hands seizing him by the hips, her ravenous maw descending on his cock. Roderick could only grip her by the head as she nursed on his cock, a stupid grin coming over him as she blew him in ways he'd never imagined possible. His toes curled as her long tongue slipped out of her mouth along the underside of his cock, gliding over his balls, Roderick's eyes going crossed as just about every sensitive part of his manhood was pleasured at once. He gurgled and shook incoherently as she drew her head up in one smooth movement, her long, broad tongue lashing up the entire shaft until the very tip slapped at the head of his cock, leaving the shiny penis to bob and glisten in the light. Before Roderick could gather his wits she gobbled him back down to the roots, her head twisting and thrashing as she attacked his cock with a ravenous hunger. Slowly, at first, Roderick reached out with his fingers to touch her head. When she let out a soft sound, between a coo and a sigh, he bridged the distance, hands coming to rest on her head, fingers running through the silky silvery mane. Her efforts seemed to double, as impossible as that was to believe for Roderick, at his slightest show of affection. Roderick began to breathe heavily as he could feel her efforts coming to fruition, the poor gnome could do little but enjoy the ride as this impossibly strong female held him in place with hands as soft as a cloud, yet firm as khorium in their grip. "F-f-frankie... I'm gonna s-squirt!" he weakly protested, struggling with all his might to just form those few words. The cyclone of fur and warmth that was attached to his cock paid him no heed, she made no effort to ease up on him or release him from her, the punishment continuing unabated. "Frankie, I'm cummin!" Roderick shouted as his body went rigid, at the first burst of his seed she locked down on him, razor sharp fangs locking around the throbbing head of his cock, trapping the pulsing tip as it poured more hot cum into her waiting gullet. Roderick panted and shivered as she drank down what he offered, her hand rubbing his sweaty stomach softly as she helped him to the zenith of his orgasm.

Roderick lay on his back counting the stars that burst in his vision of the ceiling as Frankie came up beside him. Her thick arms wrapped about his waist in an affectionate manner. Frankie curled her body around him, making a literal worgen pillow for the small gnome to rest on as they both tried to recuperate. Roderick closed his eyes as he listened to her heart pounding as her chest rose and fell rapidly, mouth agape as she panted, attempting to cool off. Without a thought Roderick found himself reaching over to scratch her behind the ear as he had done earlier that day. A smile came to his lips as the reaction was the same, she turned into his hand and groaned appreciatively. "And the predator becomes the prey!" Roderick grinned, his hand moving over her head, an almost dreamy smile on her face as her eyes fluttered open. She started to move against him when Roderick planted both hands on her shoulders. "Nuh uh! MY turn! You had your fun!" he spoke, grinning ear to ear. Frankie eyed him with uncertainty, still squirming against him. "I'm not gonna hurt ya! I just wanna examine a worgen female up close! You don't come across this opportunity every day you know! I promise I'll be gentle!" he spoke, his tone one of firm command, very unusual for Roderick. Frankie's gaze was firmly locked with his own as she lowered herself back to the mattress, her hands coming to rest near her head as she submitted to his curiosity. The submission proved most enjoyable for her as Roddy rubbed and caressed every part of her body. She had the appearance of a dreamy grin as he started with her ears and moved down. He found her chest to be firm and sinewy, no sign of the usual fleshy globes he had become accustomed to. Her nipples were large, poking through the fur of her chest, and unsurprisingly, hard as a rock. Roderick brought his face close to one, staring at the dark, rosy skin. She whined audibly when he squeezed the thick nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling the hard nub and pulling on it, eliciting all manner of noises from its owner. She cradled his head in her hands when she felt his lips brush against her, Roderick pulling the nipple into his mouth with his tongue, suckling on her. Roddy found his face buried in the fragrant fur of her chest, her fingers gripping and releasing his hair as he nursed on her. Frankie's whole body seemed to radiate heat as she responded to his ministrations, her warmth growing hotter as Roderick's hands continued their journey south. Frankie grunted quite loudly when Roddy brushed his hand over the inferno that was her pussy. Suffice to say she was aroused by his attention and even Roderick had to break off from sucking her nipple to examine what he had just felt.

After a little movement, Roderick found himself face to 'face' with the pussy that had not too long ago nibbled on his fingers. Frankie pulled her legs up and apart, offering herself up for the gnome to enjoy. And enjoy he did. She whined and whimpered when his hands came to rest on either side of her pouting slit. Roderick relished the feeling of command he had over this exotic creature, this massive machine seemingly designed for death and destruction, lay whimpering and seemingly begging with her eyes for him to touch her. Her back lifted and arched as Roderick licked from bottom to top in one brush, gathering the juices that she had been leaking and tasting her. His slow methodical torture of the poor worgen came to an end when she reasserted herself, gripping the little gnome by the locks and stuffing him back into the smoldering morass of her pussy. Roderick didn't need any more direction as he diligently set to pleasuring her, noisily licking and sucking on her as she grunted and huffed. Her thighs wrapped about his head, keeping him in place as her hands gripped and tugged on the blankets, thrashing about in delight. Again she whimpered and tightened her grip on him when he found the thick knob of her clit. She had a clitoris that was big enough for Roddy to actually manipulate with his hand, he took delight in 'milking' her clit with his fingers, her whining actually growing quite loud as she looked down at him with mouth agape, eyes squinted as her nethers were alight with stimulation. She literally barked when Roderick decided to 'fellate' her sensitive little button, her steely grip holding Roderick firmly still, not even allowing him to turn his head as she tried to regain some semblance of control of her body. Roderick beamed with pride and smiled inside as he just rolled the engorged flesh with his tongue. Frankie ever so slowly relaxed her grip, giving Roderick a small measure of freedom to resume his 'experiment'.

Tenderly she stroked Roderick's head as he went back to pleasuring her, hoping to repay her to the same degree for the incredible job she did on him. Roderick had long since abandoned the hesitation, panic, and revulsion that he had felt when she first made her move, becoming more comfortable around this truly frightening creature. With one hand he rubbed her inner thigh, attempting to show the same tenderness that she had him, the other he brought up to her sex, at first just pulling at the lips of her pussy, opening them so that he could delve deeper into her depths. She purred as he tried to drink her well dry, Roderick enjoying a task few on Azeroth could ever claim to have done and lived. His fear for his life suddenly returned tenfold when his juice laden fingers slipped from her sex and brushed hard against her anus, Frankie's body jolting and a blood curdling snarl coming from her.

"It was an accident I swear!" Roderick started to protest as she looked down at him, those eyes locked on his own as she made a grumbling, seeming to speak to Roderick in her own tongue. Roderick was unsure how to proceed when Frankie did the most peculiar thing. The worgen shifted her body side to side and Roderick looked down as a sudden movement caught his eyes. Appearing along the fleshy globes of her ass cheeks were Frankie's fingers, slowly snaking their way towards her nethers. Those clawed fingers suddenly stopped and turned inwards, her fur drawing towards those fingers as they began to pull apart. Realization hit Roderick like a cast stone as her actions became clear as day, that same snarl came from her as she spread her furry cheeks wide, the pucker of her anus flexing and gaping as she tugged at her body. Roderick smiled to himself and began to lower back towards her body, content in the knowledge that not only had he not upset her, he had found some secret pleasure she enjoyed. Taking her cue to heart he returned to that meaty pussy that positively gushed from his every little touch, but this time his hands moved a little farther down, fingers returning to her backside as the tip of his finger pressed against her. She grunted as he pressed more insistently, the taut skin finally buckling to his demand, the thick digit sliding into her in one slow movement. Frankie's body suddenly came alive as if thousands of volts of electricity passed through it. She bucked and thrashed as Roderick sucked and licked on her pussy, finger buried in her ass, anus dragging along it as he pressed in and out of her. She began to make a whining sound, starting deep in her throat, but building until her mouth opened and began vocally 'crying'. It finally reached its peak when she let out one long cry and started to tremble, the shaking growing so violent that it caused her voice to crack in time with the tremors. Roderick felt her clamp down hard on his finger as the muscles in her vagina squeezed and pulsed, a massive rush of her honey gushing around his face, literally drenching the poor gnome as it dribbled down her thighs and crack.

Roderick withdrew from her as he helped ease Frankie back down to the bed. She was panting heavily as her head came to rest on the pillow, her hand coming up to caress Roderick's cheek, seeing that he was 'marked' by her. She snaked her hand around the back of his head and pulled him to her, Roderick giggling as she began to lap her juices off his face. Again she showed tenderness, giving Roderick what he equated to 'thanks'. After she had cleaned the gnome of her excitement she pulled him tight to her, tucking his head under her own. Roderick sighed in contentment as he rest on her chest, her warmth, the softness of her fur, and her scent filled his senses, creating a sense of comfort. Despite his best efforts he found himself growing drowsy, the mouthy yawn of Frankie above him not helping in the least. With one final cuddle against her, Roderick slipped into the abyss.

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The thick, heavy door of Asphyxia's home flew open, the sounds of hushed talking and kissing preceded the owners. Allerdyce backed into the foyer, Asphyxia clinging to his neck as they stared deep into each other's eyes. She moved in for another kiss, her eyes heavily lidded with lust as her pursed lips found his, they both moaned as their kiss grew fiercer, Asphyxia tugging on his bottom lip with her teeth as she broke away.

"I guess it's pointless to ask if you missed me?" Allerdyce said with a smirk.

"Just shut up and kiss me fool..." She panted, the two pressing their lips hard against the other, tongues dancing in the distant torch light. Asphyxia wrapped herself around Allerdyce, arms folding behind his head as her thighs coiled about his waist like a python. Allerdyce held her aloft with one arm, hand kneading her small bottom as the other reached out to shut the door, closing off their activities from prying eyes.

Allerdyce stumbled backwards until he reached the den, falling back onto the thick cushion of her sofa. Asphyxia remained in her position, straddling Allerdyce's waist as she looked down on him, the back of her finger brushing his cheek as he looked up at her, pressing his head to her ample breasts. His attention turned to the soft flesh of her bosom as he kissed the exposed chest of her cleavage. She moaned his name as she cradled him to her like a dear possession, his hands roaming over her sides to grip and squeeze her behind through her thick robe. Reluctantly, she withdrew, rising from the sofa to her feet. Asphyxia took a couple steps back and began loosening her robe, allowing it to fall off her shoulders to the floor, revealing the stark white, porcelain skin of her nude body to his hungry eyes. Slowly she approached him, her hand reaching out to caress his face again, sliding down his neck to his shoulder, pulling him to her. Allerdyce placed several small kisses on the taut skin of her abdomen, feeling her shiver as her skin rippled in goosebumps. His hands gripped her hips as he began to pull her down towards him. Asphyxia pressed her hand to his chest and stopped him cold, shaking her head at him as she bit her bottom lip with a grin. Somberly, she reached out to tap him on the tip of the nose with a finger.

"Nuh uh. You don't get off that easy. You didn't talk to me for a loooong time..." she spoke with a childish tone of accusation. "You hurt my feelings." She pouted.

"I'm sorry baby. If there was a way I could make it up to you I will." Allerdyce smiled, kissing her tummy again.

"Tell me you're sorry...."

"I'm so.." he tried to speak, her finger silencing his lips.

"Tell me you're sorry... here..." she husked, her fingers sliding down to spread open the lips of her pussy. The glistening depths he knew so well calling his name, his mouth going dry as his tongue slipped over his lips, wanting to taste that flavor that was forever burned in his memory. Without a word he leaned forward and slid his tongue over her sweet cleft. Asphyxia practically stood on her tip toes as Allerdyce lapped over her, not wanting that tongue to leave her. Her hands rest firmly on his shoulders as she brought one leg up to rest on Allerdyce's shoulder, leaning her weight on him as she brought her pussy dangerously close to his face. Allerdyce set to work 'apologizing' to the only woman he had ever felt a connection with, the last months were agonizing for him as he couldn't seem to shuffle her memory away with all the other women he bedded. Something about her made it impossible to forget, some mysterious facet that made no other woman come close. Months of repressed desire between them was released in one kiss and had grown into an inferno of lust that threatened to consume them both. It was this lust that had him buried nose deep in her fragrant womanhood as his hands gripped the cheeks of her ass tight. Asphyxia could only whisper his name over and over again as his tongue stabbed into her, touching places that had ached for him since the first night they touched. Forsaken weren't supposed to feel emotion, it was their reputation, but she felt something for Allerdyce, his presence filling some unspeakable part of her being, a part that had felt so very hollow in his absence. She gushed more of the heady butterscotch that Allerdyce remembered so vividly as he sucked on her clit. His finger slid deep into her as his efforts intensified, her voice ringing in his ears as she moaned and spoke his name in a way that made his cock grow impossibly harder.

"Nnnf! You mother fucker!" she grunted aloud, hips thrusting hard against his face as she orgasmed, surprising both Allerdyce and herself. Her pussy flooded his mouth as more ran down her thighs, Allerdyce's hand stroking down her behind, rubbing the back of her leg. With one last kiss on her sex, Allerdyce pulled back, a smile on his face.

"Do you believe I'm sorry now?" he asked.

"Shut up and fuck me fool!" she grinned.

"No return favor for Alley?" he pouted, pointing to the large tent in his robe.

"No. That's only for good boys. You've been a bad boy. You need to earn it." she explained, her hands untying his robe, reaching into his undergarments to withdraw his erect cock. Allerdyce shuddered as her hand stroked him, his own roaming over her body as she moved to straddle him. Placing the head of his cock at her entrance, she lowered herself onto him. "Now be a good boy and fuck me rotten!" she commanded. They both moved against each other, slowly at first, but with growing intensity, Allerdyce's hips rising up to bang into hers as she came down on him. Their eyes closed as they concentrated all their energies on simply enjoying the pleasure of being united again, their forms writhing in the firelight as they held each other close. Allerdyce felt his heart race as Asphyxia wrapped herself around him, her arms wrapped tight around his neck as her face brushed against his ear, filling it with the sounds of her heavy breathing, the hot blasts of her breath filling his head as she bit his earlobe. She began to rise and fall erratically on his cock as her tight grip grew even tighter, her claws digging furrows in his back as she reached her peak.

"Nnnnnnnnnnngh!" she whimpered in his ear as she bit down hard on his neck, her snug pussy threatening to squeeze his member off at the base, a sudden rush of her seemingly plentiful honey flooded over both of their nethers, puddling on the leathery cushion below them. After one final tremble, she finally came down from her peak. Slowly she lifted her head off his shoulder to stare into his eyes again, a wordless exchange of glances brought their faces closer together as another deep kiss was shared, Asphyxia dismounting from Allerdyce's slickened cock as they broke their kiss, kneeling beside him she glanced at him over her shoulder with a most seductive gaze. No words were needed as he rose from the sofa, moving behind her as she arched her back and rolled her hips towards him, her pussy on full display as he placed his hands on her hips. Aligning himself, he slid into her with one stroke, eliciting a moan from both as she gripped him deep inside her. This time their fucking was more abandoned, less intimate and more primal, an unabashed display of their lust for one another. Asphyxia's moans filled the room as Allerdyce pounded into her, her breasts swaying as she gripped the back of the sofa, bracing herself against his onslaught.

"Ah, such a good boy..." she whispered, head bowing down as she savored every thrust of his cock into her depths. She began moving back against him, trying to stuff even more of that cock into her greedy cunt. "Ah, fuck it baby... fuck it good!" she encouraged, groaning in exstacy as she could feel yet another orgasm building in her loins. Sweat ran down Allerdyce's brow as he fought to stave off his own orgasm as long as possible, taking delight in watching the flesh of her rump ripple with every thrust, her breasts moving unrestricted as her back arched more and more, reaching almost impossible contortions.

"Khelley... I'm gonna cum!" Allerdyce spoke, his brow furrowed as his eyes were squeezed tight shut.

"Cum! Spill your seed in me human! Show your Asphyxia how you missed her!"

"C-c-cumming!" he stammered, his hips slamming home as he released deep in her hot pussy. Thick ropes of cream blasted her depths, flooding her womb, spreading warmth through her body. The feeling set off her own third orgasm, spasming pussy pulling more cum from Allerdyce's body into her own, filling herself with his essence.

"Oh baby... oh that was so good!" she whimpered, hips pressed tight to his body as Allerdyce's hands held her to him.

Finally no more cum would be had from Alley's reserves. And though he may have wished otherwise, his cock began to flag, slipping from Asphyxia's puffy, glistening lips. He fell to the sofa beside her, Asphyxia crawling on top of him as they lay in the firelight, just holding each other as they basked in the afterglow. She lie content on his chest, smiling to herself as she traced over his skin with a claw, making him shiver. Slowly she turned up to look at his smiling face, crawling up him until they were face to face again, sharing breaths as they just looked into the other's eyes.

"Did I do good?" he asked.

"Shut up and kiss me fool..." she whispered.

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Roderick awoke to find last night's activities were not a dream, he was still in that massive bed surrounded by worgen fur, and that same strong hand that gripped like steel was wrapped around his far shoulder, pinning him to her chest. Frankie woke a short while later, the silvery worgen letting out a loud yawn, and then looking down at Roderick with a small measure of surprise, as if she too had thought it was a dream the night before. Roderick giggled as she tussled his hair, her hands moving to grip him by the sides, lifting him off her chest to set him on the mattress beside her. Slowly she rose to her knees, stretching and yawning in the morning sun. Frankie kneeled beside him on the bed, reclining back to sit on her feet as she looked down at the gnome, hand reaching out to rub his small, bare chest. They shared this small moment of tenderness, Frankie just giving him a rubdown in the morning light, for only a short while when there was a knock on the door.

"Frankie? It's me Cosette! Are you in there?" the goblin asked. Both were frozen in place, eyes fixated on the door as neither made a sound. Panic struck over them when Cosette knocked again. "Frankie? Open up! I got something for you!" the latch for the door clicked open, Cosette's small green hand slowly pushing it open as Frankie moved in a blur to conceal Roderick. Roddy merely lay in place, pinned down by Frankie's hand, when he watched as she slung her leg over him, her body moving to face the door, as she straddled his small body. Roderick looked up just in time to watch Frankie's shapely rear descend towards his face, "Oh god! Not again!" he whimpered as his face vanished under her fluffy cheeks. Frankie planted her hands on the bed before her, completely obscuring any view of the poor gnome that lay trapped under her just as the door fully opened to reveal Cosette standing there with a bag.

"Oh! Did I wake you? I'm sorry. Rough night?" she asked. Frankie only grunted, shifting her weight a little from side to side as she tried to get comfortable. Roderick meanwhile found himself with a mouth full of worgen pussy as his nose was buried in the crack of her behind. His face started to turn purple from lack of air, smothered by the very thing he had enjoyed the night before. A small gasp escaped him as Frankie leaned forward a bit to give him air, then covered him back up, looking down over her shoulder at him to make sure he was ok.

"Did you hear something?" Cosette asked aloud as she glanced towards the worgen on her bed. Frankie just shook her head furiously in denial. "Are you ok? You seem antsy...", Frankie just nodded at her, shifting her weight again to give Roderick a chance to breathe. "I went to the market last night and saw the perfect thing for you. I hope you don't mind..." Cosette continue to converse one sidedly, Roderick only able to hear her muffled voice as his ears were filled with the pounding of Frankie's heart through the flesh that surrounded him. The gnome was struggling to remain calm, but a feeling of claustrophobia started to creep over him. Roderick tried to think of something to distract him until he could be free, but nothing seemed to work. Panic started to set in when something rubbed against his chin that caught his attention. With a little adjustment, it found its way to his lips. Frankie suddenly went stiff, her eyes jolting open wide as she felt her clit slip into Roderick's mouth. Her expression quickly changed back as she listened to Cosette speak, attempting to act as if nothing were out of the ordinary. The small goblin stood at the foot of her bed, babbling incessantly about people she ran into at the market and things she had bought, still avoiding the topic as of why she was in the worgen's room. Roderick has found his 'pacifier', nursing contently on her, Frankie adjusted herself trying to dislodge the hungry gnome from her sensitive nub, but there just wasn't enough room to move without giving away their 'secret'. She started panting as she listened to Cosette, her vision blurring as the gnome was having quite the effect.

"...and I know its probably rough on you being a girl in a house full of gay guys. And I'm sure stumbling across me and Huck in the stockroom foolin' around didn't help, so I gotcha this for those 'lonely nights'." Cosette winked, placing the sack on the bed. "Just don't let one of the guys see it, you'll probably never get it back!" Cosette giggled, moving out of the room. She had no sooner closed the door behind her when Frankie buckled, groaning audibly as she orgasmed, pussy erupting on Roderick's face as she fell forward on to her chest. Roderick giggled at the sight before him, the gibbering worgen just lay there, ass hiked up in the air, glistening sex on full display as it dripped her girly cum, muttering incoherently. Roderick moved from underneath her, rising to his feet as he hopped off the bed.

Curiosity got the better of him as he peeked into the sack that Cosette had brought, his face turning to a mischievous grin as he saw what lay in the bottom. Deftly he reached in and produced a thick, purple phallus, Cosette having purchased quite the sizable one for Frankie to use on herself. Roderick then climbed back onto the bed, crawling up to Frankie's upturned ass. He gripped her heaving flank with one hand, and with the other, stabbed the poor worgen's still trembling pussy with the violet monster, the worgen howling at the intrusion. He gave her a playful swat on the rear and pressed a small red button on the hilt of the phallus, the lavender penis coming to life as it vibrated with a deep hum. Roderick hopped back down off the bed and gave Frankie a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks for showing me a good time last night! I'll see ya downstairs for breakfast!" he chirped, whistling to himself as he got dressed and left, the poor worgen just whimpered as the vibrator buzzed away in her pussy, her every nerve ending frazzled.

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"There he is!" the gang all cheered as Roderick came through the door. Allerdyce and the gang sat at the same large table, an assortment of food and drink laid out for them. He took his seat next to Alley as they joked and laughed.

"Sorry about last night putz, completely forgot about having the key." Allerdyce apologized.

"Its ok Alley, I made due!" Roderick grinned. "Spent the night on a nice warm bed."

"That's cool, I was certain I was going to have to rouse you from some trash can in Shattrath."

"Roderick da grouch!" Bill guffawed as he took a drag on his cigarette, snuffing it out on his used plate.

"Wow, look at you guys! How do you guys do it? I got the nastiest hangover..." came from Annalee as she and Nash rejoined the group at the breakfast table. "I feel like crap and you guys are positively glowing!"

"I'm glowin' cause I spent all night bangin' a frail!" Bill chuckled. Annalee giving him a dirty look.

"So crude!" she said as she reached out to place a couple sausage links on her plate. "You hear that Nash! Sex counters hangovers! You know what that means?"

"But we already do it ten times a week...." the tauren muttered, flinching as she gently smacked him in the back of the head.

"Keep complaining and it'll be twenty!"

"That's a threat?!" Allerdyce sputtered, "Is he gay?!"

"He's not GAY you boob!" Annalee defended, "He's just a quiet, shy, sweetie!", the tauren blushing profusely as she hung on him.

"Some of us are trying to eat..." Allerdyce chided. "...need my energy after last night."

"So ya banged that Forsaken eh?" Bill asked.

"Bill!" Annalee shouted.

"Yup, tried to bang her until it fell out!" Allerdyce grinned.

"Alley!" Annalee shouted.

"And ya gave me guff for doin' a dwarf!" Bill laughed. "Ya into necronomicon or somethin?!"

"Its necrophilia boob, and don't knock it until you've tried it." Allerdyce said as he sipped his coffee. "And dwarves are still nasty, I'd sooner stick my dick in a worgen than a dwarf!" he said, Roderick coughing as he choked on his coffee. "You ok?" Allerdyce asked, Roderick just nodded as he continued his coughing fit.

"You guys are gross! Can't we talk about something nice?" Annalee whined.

"Sure! Nash, does she got nice tits?" Bill asked with a grin.

"Oh yes! Very!" Nash said, nodding his head.

"NASH!" Annalee shouted, pummeling the cringing tauren playfully.

"Ya been awful quiet Roddy, last night end on a bad note?" Bill asked, the whole crew turning to face the gnome, expressions of concern on all.

"Naw, I'm fine! Last night was good! Slept like a log!" He grinned. His attention turned down to his plate as a furry hand with a spatula plopped a couple pancakes on it. His glance turned up to the familiar face of Frankie looking down at him. "Hi there!" he smiled, giggling as she tussled his hair.

"Where's MY pancakes?" Allerdyce asked aloud, Frankie just looked at him and snarled, the mage jolting as he spilled coffee on the table.

"Dunno what ya got Roddy, but I wish I had it!" Bill smiled as he watched Frankie walk back into the kitchen.

"So what're we doing today? I'm bored!" Allerdyce said, the group rising to leave, everyone tossing bits of gold and silver on the table as Cosette and Frankie cleaned up after them. After most had left, Roderick took a chance to glance around, then ran up to Frankie, hugging the worgen tight around the waist. She gently patted his head and watched as he turned to run out after his friends.

"What was that all about?" Cosette asked, Frankie just shrugged and continued to clear off the table.

"I think I'm gonna head out to Nagrand, do some big game hunting." Bill spoke as he and Allerdyce stood in front of the bar, Roderick plodding up behind them as they talked.

"Best of luck on finding your big gay, Bill. I know you'll eventually find something suitable to your needs, you size queen." Allerdyce sneered.

"Hold on a sec there Mr. Froofroo, only one of us has taken one in the back, and it wasn't me!"

"Oh you bastard!" Allerdyce frowned. "I still owe you for that... Oooh! Someone dropped a gold!" Allerdyce said in suprise, the glimmer of a gold coin catching his eye. He leaned down to pick it up when he heard Bill grumbling above him.

"Speaking of owing..." Bill snarled, Allerdyce turned his head up to see Bill standing above him, axe raised high over head as a look of madness filled his eyes.

"Allerdyce?" The spirit resser asked in suprise.

"Yeah... I didn't see that one coming either!"