Of the Shattered Sun

Boro returned to his little house a tired and sweaty mess. He’d gone out earlier to gather enough firewood for the week but it had started to storm and he was forced to take shelter in a cave overnight. He was happy to see that his house was still standing and that the roof had stood up against the elements. Walking around to the front; however, had given him another surprise.

The Blood Elf he had met weeks earlier, Aundal, was sitting on his step. As soon as she saw him she rose and Boro stopped in his path. Had it been three weeks already? There was no other explanation for her being at his door in Alliance territory. As far as he could tell she wasn’t armed and she wasn’t wearing any of her Paladin armor either. He wanted to be suspicious of her actions but he had no reason to be. She looked at him not with suspiciousness but resolve. She obviously knew something that he didn’t, not that it mattered, he would know soon enough.

Without speaking to the woman he passed her and made his way to the other side of the house. He had built a small shed at the side of the house to store his firewood supply. The door creaked open and he deposited the few dry bundles he had inside and left the wet ones to dry by the side of the house. When he returned she was still standing at his door, her glowing green eyes staring at him almost accusingly. His gaze never left hers as he passed her and made his way into his house.

“Come inside and close the door behind you,” he spoke in Thalassian. “There is no need for you to stand in my doorway where all the Alliance can see you.”

He didn’t hear her come in, just the door closing. He sat at the table and she joined him on the other side. The blood elf wordlessly deposited a small envelope on the table and slid it across the plane to his side. Boro recognized the seals of the Shattered Sun Offensive and the Hand of Argus on them, they remained unbroken and thus the contents were unread by her. Boro opened his letter and began to read the contents.

Aundal watched him intently as he read, her hands clenched in her lap in nervousness. She was hoping that his said something different and that someone had played a mean trick on her and gave her the wrong letter. The draenei’s eyes widened and narrowed as he read but otherwise his face did not change much. When he was finished he turned to the nervous Blood Elf.

“I am assuming that yours had the same…strange contents?” he asked.

Aundal wanted to cry. This wasn’t a dirty trick! It was something that they wanted her to do for real!

“I…yes, it did.”

His glowing eyes looked at her down turned sparkling ones.

“This whole situation is preposterous!” The Blood Elf was angry now and the draenei was not surprised at her outburst. Her golden brown cheeks bore a ruddy blush and her green eyes looked over at him angrily. Boro remained coolly composed in his seat he could feel the heat of her anger radiating from her side of the table.

“I have never…I will never…not with you! Not even if they order me to! This is not honorable! I will be for no one’s entertainment!”

“Is doing this mission with me so revolting to you?”

“Revolting? It’s disgusting! I’d rather give myself up to naga and have them torture me than do this…this ‘mission’ with you!”

Boro frowned. Her words were beginning to sting him now. He was willing to do what it took for the Offensive. Even gaining the favor of this Blood Elf for the cause of crushing the Burning Legion. His only goal in this life was to kill every demon down to the very last imp.

“If I was a Blood Elf would you feel any different about it? Or are you simply disgusted because I am draenei?”

Aundal sucked in some air and narrowed her eyes at Boro. He had seemed the quiet type but he definitely had a mouth on him. He wasn’t going to be easily intimidated by words it seemed.

“Either way I am equally disgusted.”

He snorted at her answer and fought to keep himself from cutting his eyes at her boldness. Even if she would not be civil to him he would always be gentleman to her. Even when it was time to do their first task of the day.

“The orders lay out a strict regimen for the day. We might as well get the first task done. I need a bath after being away in that storm and I’m sure you are tired from your travels. Come, I will show you the warm pool nearby.”

“You will not show me anything! I…I…just go take your bath and leave me.”

Boro frowned at her. He needed her to cooperate! He couldn’t do this mission by himself! It was a regimen of things that neither wanted to do with a complete enemy let alone a stranger! But…sometimes a person must do things to gain honor and favor in the eyes of their superiors. He wasn’t going to let her get in the way of gaining this title and this greatest of honors. In a fit of anger he banged his fists on the table and stood up, upsetting his chair. White diamonds stared down deeply into narrowed glowing malachite.

“Damn it blood elf! If you did not want to do this mission why did you come here!? You read what it would be before I did, you knew who I was and that we were assigned to work together before you even read the instructions! If you thought me so ‘monstrous’ and what they asked us to do so ‘disgusting’ then you shouldn’t have come!”

The Sin’dorei was seething at the end of his rant. Her green eyes were flaming dangerously and Boro could hear her hissing between clenched teeth. She stood up slowly from her chair; though she was smaller than him he could feel her power.

“Fine! Just to prove that I can endure with your revolting existence I will stay! A Sin’dorei never backs down from any challenge!”

“Then do as your instructions ask of you!”

They were silent for a moment. Draenei and blood elf looked at each other. Neither wanted to give in to the other and neither wanted to trust the other. Several minutes passed while they waited for one of them to make the first move. When Boro was convinced that she wasn’t going to budge he stepped toward her and did what he was supposed to do.

Not looking Aundal in the eye, he began to concentrate on undressing her. His large hands delicately pulled at the bottom of her black sweater until it was up and over her head. He pulled up his upset chair and sat down as his hands worked on the buckle of her leather belt and her black trousers fell loose around her waist. Her shining white blonde pubic hair against her bronzed skin greeted him since no undergarments obstructed his view. Boro turned his gaze up to his partner who now had a soft blush on her cheeks. His eyes never left hers as he pulled her pants down to her ankles. She helped him by stepping out of the last bit of clothing and kicking off her boots.

Once she was fully naked before him he was fully able to take in her now quivering body. Her kind was not so ugly though she was a bit thinner than he liked his women. Her slim figure was nothing like the voluptuous Naira who he experienced weeks before. Her breasts were medium in size, her waist was small, and her hips swelled out just enough to not be boyish. She did not have much of an ass and her thighs could use some fattening, but overall he found her quite pleasing to the eyes.

Boro pulled her gently by the hand so that she was between his legs. His hands stroked and roamed her body freely and Aundal gave no signs that she did or did not enjoy his touch. Her skin felt smooth and even springy under his hands. Holding her by the waist delicately he leaned in to smell the scent in her pubic hairs. She squirmed from having him so close to her but he still held her tightly in his grip. He pulled her to his mouth and snaked his tongue through her folds to lick at her clit. He was not surprised to find she was dripping wet. The blood elf held his shoulders tightly, her little hands even squeezing his tentacles as he pleasured her. He could tell that she was trying to hold back; she didn’t want him to see that she was enjoying him lapping up her juices. Unfortunately for her, the squeezing of her fingers on his shoulders and tentacles, the slow roll of her hips against his mouth, and her labored breathing were giving her away.

Her pussy was so smooth against his tongue and the taste of her was addicting. Her juices flowed freely into his mouth, giving him the bittersweet tangy citrus taste of her pussy. It was like he was biting into a lemon, a lime, and an orange at the same time. It made her folds so intoxicating. He could feel her legs quivering and pulsing around his head and with a gentle nudge pushed her back to sit on the table. Aundal couldn’t help but flush a ruddy red at the sight of the mixture of spit and her own juices creating a silvery line from between her legs to Boro’s ebony purple lips.

The massive draenei drew himself up to his full height and gently pushed Aundal down and turned her face down onto the table. Boro watched her carefully as he undid his pants, even noting that at the small of her back a little dark mole stared up at him. At the clink of his belt Aundal stiffened and her hands clenched themselves into tight fists. She didn’t want him to see the fear in her eyes or give him the satisfaction of knowing her in even more intimate ways. She promised herself that she would not cry out when he entered her nor would she give him the pleasure of knowing she was actually enjoying it…if she enjoyed it at all.

He began to enter her slowly. Boro watched his dick bend a little as it struggled to push its way inside her. Aundal pressed her head against the table, struggling to hold in her moans as she was stretched so wide. Even after Jalekk pounded her almost every night she always tightened right back up again no matter how much abuse the troll dished out.

She could feel his large hands on her hips as he continued to push. With every inch pressing its way inside of her she felt her pussy ring with pleasure. Just when she thought she could take no more she felt his balls against her clit and she realized that he was completely inside of her. Boro had watched himself become engulfed in this blood elf but he could scarcely believe that she had managed to take all of him in. Were all blood elves like this? Did their bodies instinctively form themselves for whatever situation they were in? Or was it perhaps that this one just happened to be a connoisseur of large cocks because no male blood elf could even hope to size up to what he had. Her grip on him never slackened as he thrust over and over again. He spread her two cheeks apart and was greeted by her tight pink ass hole and the sight of her pussy quivering as it struggled to take him. Then closing his eyes he placed his hands back on her hips and enjoyed the feeling of her wrapped around him.

Aundal was struggling not to enjoy herself. The feel of his large phallus pounding its way inside of her was simply exquisite. He didn’t have the control that Jalekk had but his thrusts weren’t mechanical either. He was fucking her almost the way an animal would fuck her. He was quickly driving toward that one goal while simultaneously making her feel like a bitch in heat. Her cunt was in such sweet agony that she could feel her wetness dripping down her legs. She grit her teeth and dug her nails into the surface of the wooden table, barely even able to stifle a gasp when the draenei had managed to hit a particularly sensitive spot.

Boro’s eyes only opened enough to be bright slits so that he could examine his partner. He watched her slim back tense and pulse in time with his thrusts, he could tell that she was holding her breath and suppressing her pleasure as much as possible. He leaned far enough over so that his stomach pressed against her back, the little bit of weight he put on her causing her to gasp. He decided that he would toy with her and that he would make her cum for him whether she liked it or not. After all, orders are orders.

His thrusts became more forceful; he gripped Aundal tightly around the waist with one hand and with other hand grabbed her around the neck so she was forced to pull her head back against him. He could smell her white blonde hair and taste her dark bronze skin. She smelled of salt and the outside, not a trace of perfume was on her. His tongue reached out to lightly lick at her ear and he watched her face grimace and her nose crinkle as she struggled against his weight.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked in his native draenei.

She didn’t speak; she didn’t even acknowledge him. He gave one hard thrust and she gasped and gripped the table, she would soon realize that it was he who was in control of her orgasm.

“Answer my question, are you enjoying yourself?”

When she still didn’t speak he moved the hand on her hip down to her ass and gently prodded at her tight hole. Bringing it back up he shoved his fingers into her mouth and felt delicious pleasure when she began to suck on them. Once he was satisfied with her lubrication he moved his hand back down and began to prod at her ass again. It took a minute but it opened easily to his touch and he rubbed her insides as he continued to pound her. Almost immediately he felt Aundal begin to loosen up beneath him and her breathing begin to quicken.

So this was her weakness.

She could hold off her own pleasure if just her pussy is involved but if her ass is brought into play she can’t help herself. Boro smirked as her stern face began to melt into a wanton look. Her green eyes that were like daggers to him before became misty and clouded with pleasure. She was even moving back against him and rolling her hips to get his fingers deeper into her.

Standing back up again Boro looked smugly down at the blood elf that had been so adamant at refusing him before, now she was moaning softly at the treatment he was giving her and even standing on her toes to allow him deeper access to her pussy. He watched his cock go in and out of her folds while his fingers plunged deeper into her ass and felt himself slowly beginning to lose control.

“You like it in your ass don’t you?” he asked in his heavily accented Thalassian.

She could only groan in response.

“Tell me you like it. Tell me that you want it up your ass.”

“…P-please, I-I need it.” As he fucked her harder she began to let go, her moans became quite loud and as she begged for him to pleasure her she grew hoarse.

“Tell me what you need.”

“My ass! I want you to fuck my ass!”

Quickly he pulled his fingers and cock out of her and then plunged his swollen dick into her puckered ass hole. Just from entering her he felt the familiar sensation of his balls tightening in preparation to cum. The inside of her was slick and sticky while the ring of her entrance gripped him around the base. Grabbing her by the neck he pulled her up so she was forced to stand on the tops of his hooves and began to thrust harshly into her small frame.

Aundal could barely focus and with Boro’s large hands tightening as he neared his release around her she could hardly even breathe. Her ass had never been fucked like this before. Jalekk had never fucked her ass this fast, she thought she was going to break in two if he kept it up. Just as that thought crossed her mind she felt her body begin to tremble, a loud moan, almost a scream, poured from her mouth and she came so hard she felt her pussy squirt its juices on the table.

Even as she was cumming Boro never stopped fucking her. He could feel himself growing closer and closer to his limit. He felt the blood elf trembling in his hands much in the same way that Naira had and that was enough for him. Ribbons of cum spurted out into her ass as Aundal and he moaned in supreme satisfaction. Her ass was still tight around him so he thrust into her a few times to squeeze the last of his cum in her ass before pulling out completely and letting her drop onto the table. She fell with a hollow thud and lay on the table quivering and gasping for breath. Boro only smirked, he had wiped that arrogant blood elf look off her face.

Grabbing a nearby cloth he wiped off his cock and stepped back into his pants. Then he pulled out two towels from a nearby cabinet and slung one over his shoulder and tossed the other over Aundal’s sweaty back. Making his way to the door he looked back at her, she hadn’t moved yet and her green eyes only looked at him in a mixture of awe and fear.

“I’m still going to take my bath. If you care to join me go ahead and clean yourself up.”

Then he was out the door and was gone. Aundal bit her lip and closed her eyes as tears began to stream down her cheeks. She missed Jalekk, she missed her apartment in Silvermoon. She had no idea what the Shattered Sun wanted from her or what Liadrin expected of her. All she knew was that for the next three weeks this was her home and that Boro was her man.


AN: Yeah it took me awhile. Hope you like! You know the whole deal :P