Pure of Heart

The halls of Aldur'Thar echoed with the thousands of voices speaking through them. The Cult of the Damned held this fortress, proud in their service to Arthas. One of them, the orc Thalgar stalked through them purposely, his voidwalker keeping a step behind him. Others made way for him, knowing he was doing something important, and that getting in his way was a bad, bad idea.

He turned into one of the main halls and rolled his eyes. She was at it again.

Falara had been a priestess before, a high elf serving the light, but now served a darker master. Her great power and influence meant that she had a lot of freedom to indulge her many, many desires. For instance, at the moment she was draped lazily in her chair, one leg over the arm, while an acolyte was kneeling before her, his face in her pussy, licking her clit and fingering her opening.

He seemed to be doing an excellent job, judging by her load moans and cries. Thalgar spared a bemused look for her personal guard, who lined the sides of the room, staring straight ahead. It was well known she liked to smite guards “shirked their duties by allowing themselves to be distracted by her”. It was also well known that this intensified her orgasm, so any wrong move could mean instant annihilation. She had an uncanny sense, even in this state, to know what was going on around her, so nothing escaped her attention.

Including Thalgar.

“Mmmmmm Thallllgarrrrr....” she moaned, “care to join us?”

Although he found these antics to be a pain, he couldn't help but be aroused by her, especially when she was moaning his name. He had dreamed of tearing off her clothes and fucking her so hard she bled, ok making her his slave her mouth closing around his cock and sucking it until he came fully in her mouth, causing her to choke on his essence. A weaker willed man, or orc, would've forgotten his duty and have tried just that. He was not weak. Weakness is not for those who consort with demons and the undead. He pushed his desires to the back of his head and did what he came in here for.

“Malak'ar and Uld'jin have initiated your plan, the first phase was completed.”

“Mmmmm, and?” she asked between excited gasps. Her hands gripped the acolyte's head as her hips bucked into him. Her moans were becoming more frantic and loader as she came close to her climax. Thalgar talked over it.

“The paladin acted exactly as you anticipated.”

“Mmmm, well of co-ok that's enough of that,” she pushed the acolytes face away, “let's try something else.”

“Well of course,” she said getting up and gesturing to the acolyte to take her place, so she could mount him. Thalgar could see he was fully flush and ready, breathing hard, not only out of desire, but fear. Felara was known to kill during sex for any random reason, whether it be to heighten her own experience or because she wasn't being satisfied or just because it was fun. Surviving though was a badge of stamina, and her skills were said to be unparalleled, so there were plenty who wanted to take the risk.

She sank down onto him, the sound of her wetness moving down her shaft quite audible. Thalgar could also smell it and he allowed himself a little smile as he breathed it in. It was a sweetly metallic smell, reminding him of rough sex.

“I....assured you Thalgar,” she said over her shoulder and she started moving up and down, “he unh, he will pass these tests, ooooh, and, nghngh ahhhhh, he will be perfect for our, oooh, our needs. Unh....unh, suck my breasts now, Malak'ar and Uld'jin will do, ohhh that's it ooooh, they will do their work admirably, they, OH! Not so fast! Not so fast! They have my complete trust.....fuck man, now the other one, it needs attention too.”

“I am sure of that Felara, but this is still a big risk. The main body of trolls must move slowly enough for him to not give up hope, but they risk incurring the wrath of both the Alliance and the Horde armies.”

She gripped the arms of the chair and leaned as far back as possible as the acolyte thrust up into her. Thalgar watched as her round breasts bounced in rhythm with his fucking, and he felt his own cock starting to light up at the sight. Felara moaned loudly and opened her eyes, looking at him knowingly.

“I'd offer....to suck it...for you...but then I....couldn't finish with this meeting,” she said with a wicked smile. Thalgar, for once, was taken off guard. He knew she had incredible senses but he didn't realize that were that great. She pulled herself back up and began fucking her partner in earnest, gripping the back of the chair and moving up and down so fast and hard, her ass was bouncing quite nicely. He enjoyed the view for the moment, while he waited patiently for her to answer.

“You needn't...Gods....don't worry about them Thalgar....harder damn you...they'll be...too...too busy...trying...to kill each other....” she said between gasps and moans that were so loud, Thalgarr was sure Arthas could here them from his tower miles away. She moved faster, her swearing and yelling mingling with the tortured moans of the acolyte who was thrusting as hard as he could, but seemed unable to finish the job. Finally there was a flash of light, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air, as Felara screamed her climax.

Thalgarr watched her fall across the now dead acolyte who had been killed in his moment of climaxing. After a few moments she lifted herself up off of him, stood up, smoothed her hair, and ordered the body be taken away and the area be cleaned. Guards hurried over to complete her commands, as she stalked over to him. She inserted two of her fingers into the slit of her pussy, to collect the juices there.

She walked right up to him, mere centimeters away and held up her fingers to his nose. The smell was intoxicating and he allowed himself to breathe it in and close his eyes contently. She chuckled and ran her fingers onto his lips, inviting him to suck on them, which he consented to do.

“They are at the edge of a war, especially after what happened at the Wrathgate, King Wrynn would love to find any excuse to expel the world of the Horde. Being so close together up here hasn't helped. It should be easy to distract them with a little...fun.”

He pulled her fingers out of his mouth and said, “and if they figure out it was us, its no big loss,” he nodded his approval, “What did you have in mind? Your two boys?”

“No, they need to stay focused on the task at hand, I was thinking of something less....subtle.”

He grinned toothily at her.