Of the Shattered Sun

Boro

The night had been quite long and the slaughter of Dawnblade was evident in the draenei Paladin’s once shining armor. Rivulets of blood flowed from the crevices of the glowing plates, he even managed to pull a bloody finger from under the folds of his bracers where a sorcerer had clung to him in his last breath of life. He knew he was serving the Light and protecting the innocent, but he knew that every time he returned to Sun's Reach he was the very image of death. His nose would never forget the smell of fresh blood and his eyes would never forget the faces of his adversaries as his mace smashed into their skulls.

He stopped at Smith Hauthaa and she quickly repaired his amour and smoothed out the nicks in his blade. Normally he would do it himself but he didn’t mind watching the female draenei work to clean and prepare his armor. She made no small talk as she did so but that only provided Boro further with the opportunity to take in her curvaceous figure. To him she was a shining example of draenei beauty. Her skin was a clear blue hue and her hair a lovely ebony it was women like her that he was sworn to love and protect.

Just at that thought crossed his mind a blood elf in Scryer robes passed. His brow furrowed not in hatred, but worry. The sight of the Scryer reminded him of Lady Liadrin’s smirking mouth and the curious but suspicious look of the blood elf he was assigned to work with. Reaching into his bags he pulled out the sealed letter. It was tiny in his deep violet hands and he traced the seal with his thumbs. He sighed deeply and audibly, dismayed that he had to wait three weeks to open said letter. He would busy himself with some tasks, help some younger Paladins perhaps, spend some time in Exodar, make a little money doing some forge work in Ironforge, but the letter would be in the back of his mind.

“I am finished, the charges will be 100 gold and 50 silver.” Hauthaa held out her hand for payment. Boro stood and deposited a heavy pouch in her hand while he gathered his things. She smiled faintly at him and he smiled back in thanks. Depositing his armor in a pack he had just for these occasions he swung it over his shoulders and used the scroll to teleport back to Shattrath.

He felt the warmth of magic envelop him for a minute and then his eyes opened to Ad’al. The business of the room, the laughter of people Horde and Alliance alike suffocated him. Thank goodness he was only passing through, he needed time to collect himself before the end of his three weeks were up. He walked casually over to the Exodar portal, taking care not to make eye contact with Blood Elves using the Silvermoon one next to it, and stepped through the gateway into the familiar halls of the Exodar.

His fellow draenei smiled and greeted him as he made his way to the surface and some of the females even giggled in his direction. Boro had never thought that he was particularly handsome, his skin was too dark a deep violet, his hair was ebony, and he hardly ever spoke unless he felt that he needed to. Perhaps ladies really did prefer the strong silent type, if he fit into that category. Taking no heed to their flirtations he took in the growing scent of pine and water as he walked.

The forest surrounding their capitol had always been his favorite place to be. It was quiet, calm, and besides the scattered Exodar crystals there was hardly any evidence of the ship crash landing there so many years ago. Nothing substantial ever happened here and he liked that very much.

Boro had built himself a house in the forest not too far from the Exodar but far enough away that he could look out his windows and see the glowing ship at night. It was several years old now and though he was hardly ever there it had all the comforts of home. It was a basic one room establishment but that was all he needed, it was a place to rest his head whenever he came back to Azuremyst Isle. He opened the door and set his things down on the dusty floor while he eyed the room. There were cobwebs in the corners but for the most part things looked okay. He quickly lit the brazier in the middle of the floor and the room flooded with light and warmth.

He was shaking out the dust on his sheets when he heard a soft knock on his door. It could only be one person, Naira, a young draenei paladin who he took under his wing. The only reason she knew about his cabin was because he had found her fighting for her life against a wild cat and had to bring her back here for healing. Ever since then she would stop by from time to time and he would teach her something new when she happened to catch him. To him she would always be that little girl he saved in the forest.

“It is open.” His back was to the door as he shook out the thin layer of dust on his sheets. He heard the door open and close but the voice that spoke could not have been farther from the one he remembered.

“I thought that I saw a fire. Boro, it has been too long!” He turned to find a draenei female standing there whom only vaguely resembled the young girl he knew. She had the same white luminescent skin and trusting almond shaped eyes. The baby cheeks he knew had gone and were replaced by high distinctive cheekbones and a womanly face. Her horns had fully developed while her long dark hair fell around her shoulders and down her back. Her heavy breasts pressed against the fabric of her blue dress. He remembered a time when she had no chest at all! Her waist was almost impossibly narrow, her hips were amply wide, and her well-defined legs created the silhouette of a perfect hourglass. When and where did she grow up so quickly?

“Boro? Don’t tell me you don’t remember? Its me, Naira!” He was still standing agape in shock when she touched his arm. Swallowing to get his throat going he looked into her eyes.

“You…you have grown up so quickly. Has it been so long since we last met?”

She smiled. So perfect.

“Three years, I believe. I have been traveling and I know you are busy with your work so I hadn’t come to bother you for a while.” She took a seat on his bed and Boro suppressed the urge to blush. “How have you been? Has Argus been good to you?”

“Argus is always good to followers of the Light. What about you? You don’t look like you belong to the Paladins, last I knew you were still in training.”

Naira bit her lip and played with the collar of her dress. She looked nervous and averted her eyes from Boro’s gaze.

“Well I gave up the Paladin way, it didn’t suit me at all. I couldn’t heal or kill anything to save my life but…as a commoner I’m fairly happy. I make a good amount of extra money on tips.” Boro cocked an eyebrow, what did she do since she wasn’t a Paladin anymore? “I just so happened to be on vacation right now and decided to come home for a bit…I just had this feeling that you would be here. I’m glad I came.”

She smiled almost seductively at him but he could read the distinct feeling in her voice and in her eyes. This wasn’t little girl Naira who he knew, this was a grown Naira who had seen and probably done many things in the last three years. He couldn’t help but admit that he was almost frightened of her blatant sexuality. He could read it in the way that she played with her hair, legs crossed at the ankles, and how her eyes bore into him. His eyes traveled down to her hooves, even they were finely polished and manicured.

He had to get her out of here somehow, she was trouble.

“What is your new…occupation?”

She bit her lip and tilted her head down though her eyes never left him. Leaning back on her elbows she stroked the sheets softly with her hands as if she were testing the softness and quality of the fabric.

“Please Boro, let us not talk about jobs. Have a seat and loosen up, you were always so stiff.”

He could not disobey the lilting chime in her voice. He sat down on the bed since there was no chair and he didn’t want to offend her by taking the floor; however, he put a good three feet between them when he did so. He stiffened when she sat back up and faced him. He could barely look her in the eye.

“Won’t you sit a little closer?”

He swallowed and didn’t move.

“Well if you won’t, I will.”

When she moved so close that their thighs were almost touching he looked down at his hands. That was when he noticed the high slit on the side of her dress! Her creamy white thigh was exposed for his eyes to feast on and she made no attempts to cover herself. That, and now she was so close he could smell her scent. It was a mix of talcum powder and a light flowery perfume. It enveloped his senses it was so absolutely intoxicating.

“You know…I’ve grown up since I’ve been gone. Changed a little here and there. But you are still the bashful man I’ve always adored.” He wanted to run away when she took his face in one hand to make him look at her and curled the other around his wrist. Her face told him pretty much everything he needed to know; he could see the deep caring and affection in her glowing eyes. He tried to find the words to tell her something, anything! But he couldn’t, the shock of emotion was too great.

His dark skin flushed when he felt her small hand touch his. He felt her soft hand touch the calluses in his palms and gently line the rough skin on the digits of his fingers. Then she did the unthinkable to him when she gently guided his hand to the exposed thigh he had previously been staring at. Her flesh warmed to his fingers and his eyes traveled from her thigh to her as she moved her hand away. It felt so nice to be touching a woman and though he was protesting to the fact that this was Naira, she did have a point. She was a young girl no longer.

He wasn’t surprised when he began to knead the flesh of her thigh between his fingers as he moved them under her dress. They stared at each other as they did so and Naira spread her legs a little wider to allow him more access. His fingers moved in their circular motion as if searching for something very specific before they reached their final destination.

She wasn’t wearing any panties. She had planned for this to happen.

Boro’s expression didn’t change as Naira’s pale skin began to turn a luminescent shade of pink and her breathing quickened. His fingers were soaked in her fluids and he had yet to test her depths with his hands. Finding her clit quite hard to the touch he smiled when she let out a soft moan as he stroked the pearl with his thumb. When her hips began to move against him he rewarded her by inserting a thick finger inside her wet lips. Her walls clenched around him in so tight a way he inhaled sharply at the feeling. Wanting to test her more he slipped in a second and then a third as Naira mewled and cried out her pleasure. The inside of her was very slick, silky, wet, and warm.
Just as he was sure that she was about to reach her release he pulled his hand away. Her juices, thick and clear, coated his fingers and before her eyes he lapped up her fluids with his long tongue. The taste was quite pleasurable, a tangy citrus, and even the smell of her on his fingers, a pure clean scent, was exhilarating. Licking his lips he decided that he wanted to have more.

Gently he lifted the folds of her dress above her waist. When Naira began to help him to take it off he interjected:
“Please, allow me.”

Once she was naked and her pale body was revealed to him he realized how exquisite she was. Her skin truly was like the surface of a pearl, even in the low light of the dying brazier it glowed. He held her gently but firmly by her narrow waist and rubbed his nose in the scant hairs of her pussy before sucking her clit into his mouth. He wasn’t even paying attention to her cries as he lapped, kissed, and sucked on her lips. All he could really pay attention to was the delicious woman he was dining on and the clean smell of pussy filling his nostrils. He vaguely heard her low moans and he hardly even felt her begin to pull at his horns and grab at his hair. All he could think was that even here she smelled of a hot bath, talcum powder, and soft flowers.

He felt her trembling in his hands first and then a torrent of her juices flowed into his mouth. Her thighs quaked around his head as he drank freely from her pussy. Needless to say, his thirst for her taste was thoroughly quenched. Rising from between her thighs, his long tongue cleaned the leftovers of his meal around his mouth. He hadn’t missed much but he couldn’t help but taste at the little bit left behind.

Lost in the reverie of his meal he barely heard the clink of his belt buckle unfastening, it was the tugging at his pants that got him to look down. Raising an eyebrow at Naira’s actions she only smiled up at him as her nimble hands worked on his pants. He began to help her with her pants when she batted his hands away.

“Please,” she smiled. “Allow me.”

He did.

Once his pants were around his hooves and he stepped out of them, Naira traced the outline of his hard cock with her finger. It was somewhat of a shock to Boro that he was hard. Had it been so long that he had had any pleasure that he never realized that he had an erection anymore? Once he felt Naira’s hand on his swollen shaft and even marveled to himself how the length of it was almost to the middle of her arm her smirked. It had been far too long since he had received any pleasure or release for that matter since work took so much of his time he neglected his primal needs. He hoped that he could last against whatever she dished out at him.

“By the Naaru! You are so swollen! Has it been so long for you Boro?” She didn’t allow him the chance to answer and immediately took the head in her mouth. The draenei male hissed at the contact and she looked up at him with a grin in her eyes. He could fit in her mouth fine but there was no way she’d be able to swallow the whole of him even though she definitely tried. She tested the waters with a few bobs of her head, finding that she got close to the middle before she felt herself begin to gag. Still, she decided that she could make good use of the left over length.

Naira took him into her mouth as far as she could, used one hand to stroke the exposed length of his dick and the other to fondle the heavy balls beneath them. She could immediately tell just by their weight and by giving them a good squeeze that he had probably not released any semen into either his hand or woman for a very long time. The draenei female began her work slowly and precisely. She wrapped her long tongue around the shaft while her mouth sucked and pulled around the head of his large cock. One hand worked the exposed flesh while the other massaged and pulled at his balls to stimulate him to release himself in her mouth.

The taste and smell of him was that of pure steel, salt, and sweat. It wasn’t necessarily the most pleasant scent but it wasn’t unpleasant either. Naira could only pin it down as being so typically male and the thought of him in his armor only made her pussy become more dripping wet. His cock tasted like steel and salt. While the smell was not particularly bad she loved the taste and it only made her want to work harder to find out what his cum must taste like.

She started to move at a faster pace and listened closely to find out what Boro liked more and what didn’t particularly turn him on. His moans became increasingly loud as her tongue played with the foreskin around the head and the tiny hole that leaked precum. That, to her dismay, had no real taste and Naira longed to taste the creamy thickness in her mouth even more.

Boro was so very close all he needed was a good few thrusts, he thought and he could reward Naira with what he knew she wanted to badly. He gently relieved her hands of her work and gripped the sides of her face firmly. He looked down at her and was nearly overwhelmed of the contrast his deep violet cock had against her pearl white face. Part of him was shining with her saliva and her face looked so gorgeous to him just from her sucking his dick. Her lips were becoming swollen and pink, a few streams of drool dribbled down her chin, her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead coated in a thin layer of shining sweat.

He took a moment to gently stroke her cheeks and run his fingers along her jawline as she casually sucked and licked his dick. Boro thrust his cock over her tongue lightly, delighted at the feeling, and she looked up at him and nodded. She understood that he was going to fuck her face and then give her the rutting of her life afterwards.

After quickly removing his undershirt, her massaged Naira’s cheeks and jaw in his strong hands before sliding his cock past her lips. He was so close, it would take maybe ten, fifteen tops, thrusts before she could partake in drinking the elixir she craved most. His hands gripped her horns firmly, she placed her palms on his thighs to brace herself and he began to thrust into her mouth. His eyes watched her face as he did. She had a supreme look of stress on her face as it was fucked and held into place. Her brows were lifted so she looked a little surprised and her lips became pinker and pinker as got closer and closer to his climax. The combination of her rough tongue, the soft walls of her cheeks, and the hard back of her throat as he hit it over and over was exhilarating. Then just as that thought crossed his mind he felt the familiar tension in his body build and then suddenly be released in a wave of pleasure.

Naira couldn’t help but gag a little bit on the quantity of cum that suddenly poured in her mouth. She drank most of it as it went right down her throat but the rest spilled over into her mouth to dribble in thick globs of creamy white down her chin. This was exactly what she wanted and his taste was that of a man. Her senses were overloading from the it, manly and hard but so delicious. While the scent of steel and salt filled her nose. His semen even smelled like forged metal. By the Light, it was so deliciously intoxicating she knew her pussy was dripping enough to leave a mark on the bed. She caught the cum dripping out of her mouth in her hands and then licked up the semen on her fingers and around her mouth.

When she was finished Boro pulled Naira to her feet and kissed her for the first time. She tasted herself on his lips and he tasted his semen on her tongue. The mix of them together was pleasurable as their tongues intertwined. The female draenei once again felt Boro’s hands on her waist and his dick found its way between her thighs so she could rub her pussy along the shaft.

Again, Naira got the hint, it only made sense he wanted to do it the old fashioned way. And the old fashioned way for draenei was to do it facing away from each other standing up. They would not get to see each other, but the contact between them as they rut was always better this way. She would not mind feeling his strong arms hold her either.

Boro’s licked his lips as his lover turned around, lifted her tail, and spread her cheeks. He took no time in entering her tight pussy and felt a jolt of electricity run from the tip of his tail all the way up to his spine once he buried himself in her. She was wrapped like a glove around him. He felt that he was going in and would never be able to come out. He held her arms back with one hand while the other arm circled around her neck so her back arched enticingly against him.

“Promise to be gentle.” Naira moaned in jest, knowing full and well that the position they were in was not for being gentle, only for the act of rutting.

Boro’s grinned at her joke and then began to pump himself almost brutally in and out of her. Naira screamed her pleasure, arched her back and struggled to keep herself standing. Naaru, he was so large! She felt that her pussy would be split in half if he went any wider or any deeper. Boro himself could not help but moan out his pleasure either at the slick feeling of her pussy sliding, pulling, and milking him once again for all he was worth. Again he felt Naira shudder in his grasp and a few globs of her thick clear cum splattered at their feet. The sound of their pleasured cries, screams, and grunts filled the room. When they were both quiet, and these few times were rare, there was only the constant rhythmic slapping of skin against skin.

Boro so badly wanted to cum and he was so close but he held out for Naira. He wanted to make sure that she got her fill before he did. He knew that the next time would be his last for the night if it was as big as the previous one. He found he loved the sound of her voice as she called out for the Naaru in their native draenei tongue. Sometimes he would slow up the pace just so he could purposefully thrust hard into her just to hear her moans. Every time she came she trembled in his arms the floor beneath them got wetter and wetter with her pussy juices. Not to mention that every time she came she tightened and for a few seconds of her bliss her walls would milk his cock desperately. He breathed into her ear how beautiful she was and how good her pussy felt when he felt her cumming.

Naira was had trembled for who knows how many times since neither had bothered to keep count and Boro talked to her:

“Your pussy feels so good around me Naira.” He whispered in their native dialect. “Every time you cum you make me want to cum too…I’m so close you’re driving me crazy!” Boro buried his head into her hair and once more committed her scent to memory.

“Boro please cum in me! I want you to fuck me until you fill me up!” Naira moaned as he continued to pound her. He was nearing the edge of his control, he couldn’t fight off the urge any longer.

“I’m going to do it Naira! I’m going to cum inside you!”

“Please do it! Please cum inside me! I want you to!”

Now that she was practically begging for it Boro lost all control and simply fucked her to his heart’s content. Naira cried out in both pain and pleasure as he plundered her so deeply she began to scream out that she was cumming again. As her pussy spat out an even greater amount of her clear fluids Boro bit her shoulder and held her tightly to him as his orgasm came crashing down on him. His dick throbbed and pulsed inside her pussy while both draenei struggled to catch their breath. Naira patted her pussy even as Boro’s semen was still flowing out of her.
“You…you came so much.”

“You did too…my bed and my floor are all wet.”

She giggled and then hissed as Boro pulled out from her. His dick was still leaking cum onto the floor and Naira took the initiative of guiding the rest out with gentle strokes. Once she was sure she had gotten it out she squatted and cleaned his dick with her mouth. His dick smelled like her pussy now and tasted like a mix of his and her cum. Boro hissed and shuddered under her ministrations so she stopped when she was finished.

“Turn around and bend over.”

Naira did as she was told. She heard Boro shuffle around a bit and then felt his tongue on her sensitive pussy! She shrieked at the touch but he was gentle enough to not hurt her too much as he cleaned. He was returning the favor she had done to him.

Once he was satisfied, Boro turned to lay naked on the bed and Naira lay next to him. They kissed drowsily for a while before Boro buried his head in Naira’s chest and fell asleep suckling on one of her nipples. She smiled faintly but was also too much exhausted to stay awake any longer and succumbed to dreamless sleep.

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It was the late afternoon the next time Boro opened his eyes. His dick was still throbbing and parts of his hips were sore. Muscles in other areas of his body creaked and groaned when he sat up. It had been a long time since he had put them to any strenuous use to pleasure a woman. He wondered for a brief moment why he was naked and then remembered the feel of Naira’s small waist in his hands and the softness of her thighs around his head when he ate her into orgasm.

Naira however was gone, long gone in fact. The side of the bed she had taken was lukewarm to the touch. She had left only the scent of her powdery flowers, the clean smell of her pussy, the natural musk of her exertion to please him, and a folded note on a pillow. Boro, still naked, picked it up and began the process to make himself a cup of coffee. He wasn’t surprised that she was gone, in fact, he almost expected her to be. Not to say that it wouldn’t have been pleasant if she hadn’t, but she had always been the type to come and go from him as she pleased. He never thought any worse of her for it. His eyes traveled to the place on the floor where they had both cum so much. There was no evidence of last night's activities, she had cleaned up their mess before she left.

Once he had prepared a mug of coffee he sat back down on the bed and read her note. It wasn’t long, it wasn’t stricken with grief or elated happiness, it was short and succinct as he expected it to be.

Boro,

Thank you for a wonderful night. I will never forget your kindness and gentleness toward me. You are still everything I have ever wanted in a man but I feel that I am not woman enough for you just yet. Perhaps when I acquire more life experience I will return. We will meet again.

Naira



Refolding the note carefully he placed it in a pocket of his pack nearby with a slew of other letters he had received. All of them being from the Hand of Argus or the Shattered Sun Offensive, he placed hers in front but behind the sealed one he had recently received. He never wanted to forget the night he spent with her and this letter would symbolize that when her scent faded from his house.

Still, looking once more at the sealed letter he sighed. Why would he have to wait so long? He pondered the situation briefly before sighing in defeat to his orders. He only had a few days to rest here and then the weeks after that he was to spend in the Ironforge making armor for customers. The days would go by quickly.

Dressing himself in his common clothes again he took his pack and headed out to the nearby pool. A few hours soaking his body in the cool water and the heat of the sun would only do him good.

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AN: It's not just rogues that do it from behind people! Anyway, please PLEASE write a review of what you liked or didn't like. Like I said, its been a long time since I've written any fiction let alone something so deviantly sexual so let me know! It makes me want to write more!