Into the Abyss

Some smut in this one I promise!

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That little minx, smart little upstart she was. I had figured on no response to my cheeky letter, or even that she was reading them, but when I got the response I did I could only grin at the test she was seemingly giving me. My trusted white worg trudged through the snows of Wintergrasp, its cold seemingly so much different than that of Northrend, a dulled humid cold in comparison. The first place to check would be the station, the next being the hills themselves, and then, well goodness only knew. However just by looking around the town I could tell she wasn't here, and goblins don't give up information, it would be useless to ask around. With a slight sigh of mere annoyance, I headed out into the hills to find the little wench, and boy when I got my hands on her I'd make sure she never put me through this again. With a sigh, I booted my mount into a brisk trot, wanting to get as much ground covered as possible as we headed out to the hills. Wintergrasp had notoriously short days, and getting caught in the snows at night here was never fun. About ten clicks northeast is where I got my first sign, and then it was easy tracking from there, from fallen enemies to foosteps that faded, til finally that delicious scent of her mana.

Looking up the hill I could only stare in appreciation at the figure that was this infuriatingly addicting woman, her hands glowing the brightest blue I'd ever seen, her eyes focused as a large frostbolt hit the incoming yeti, knocking it back a pace or two before it charged with more furiosity. She just grinned and ducked one of its claws, her scarf and hood falling away to reveal the long auburn hair I had missed, her body fairly swirling with Mana. It danced around her in a delicate dance of control, of give and take as she wielded it with more grace than anyone I'd ever seen. I would probably get smacked in the face with a staff if Ali'jin had ever heard me say that, his jealousy sometimes was funny. However watching her battle this yeti that was three times her diminutive size, I could only sit back in my saddle in appreciation, my arms crossed over my chest. She was a battle maiden, called down from the gods themselves, no wasted motion, no excess gestures to accompany her spells, no mercy. I watched the yeti run away, as did she, and for a single disheartening second I thought she was going to let it go, but no, the true killer she was simply killed him from the inside out, pyroblasting his intestines into his skin.

However it was when she turned around and saw me, that I could only give a cheeky grin in response to, that I enjoyed the most. She paid attention to her battles, never letting her guard down for an instant. Letting my worg go, I made my way over to her in what people have described in my usual jaunty step, her step fluid and precise. I expected us to meet somewhere in the middle, however I heard a crack, and she was all of a sudden behind me, her wand pressed into my back. Sneaky little vixen, blinking behind me, she knew her craft that was for sure, and here I was at the wrong end of the wand.

"Darling, I thought we had worked through this" I said too sweetly, my hands raised in the air in surrender.

"Sweetest I thought I said you annoyed me" she said simply, lowering the wand and tucking it away, her hands on her hips as I turned round to gaze into her green glowing eyes.

"And you entrance me" I muttered, grasping both her arms and pulling her flush against me, well aware that my armor was probably cold and uncomfortable. However when her features softened so did mine, and both arms came to wrap around her lithe form ," You are addicting, witch, and I don't do well with addictions" I muttered to her, and with one swift motion planted my lips upon hers. Gods she had the softest, warmest lips I could ever imagine, and though it was freezing, her body warmed mine. At first she tensed and tried to pull away, but slowly her body relaxed and her hands rested on my chest as she began to kiss me back, her tongue softly and innocently licking at my lower lip, her eyes hooded closed as she immersed herself. With a low shudder, I opened my mouth, my own tongue coming out to gently caress hers, her hands tightening for a moment before relaxing as she slowly explored me, her body trembling against mine. A low moan escaped her lips as our tongues danced with each other, caressing, writhing, and yet dancing with one another. If I didn't stop this soon, it would be going the wrong direction for a snowy climate, and if it didn't stop, I wouldn't be able to stop myself. With a low groan I pulled away, looking at her flushed cheeks, her eyes slightly gazed over as she panted for breath.

"Orgrimmar, now" I muttered lowly, watching her fumble with her pack as she pulled out the necessary rune, her chanting hasty but clear as the portal slowly materialized in front of me, the shimmering image of the Orc city just beyond the gate. With hurried steps I walked through, grabbing her hand and dragging her through with me, the blasting heat of Orgrimmar quite the difference from the cold of Wintergrasp, her gloved hand tightening on mine as I lead her through the brightly lit streets to the darkest alley, coming upon a two story building and leading her inside and upstairs to a private room. It wasn't much, just a bed, brazier for a fire, a few shelves and a desk, but it was where I stayed when I needed downtime. However this wasn't going to be downtime, this was going to be very....very..up time. As she opened her mouth to speak, I covered it with my own, kissing her lips with the most intensity I could muster, backing her into the nearest wall as my hands rested above her on the wall. Finally pulling away to breath, I slowly trailed my lips down her neck, tasting the sweat and snows of Wintergrasp.

"M..Malamok" she whispered, as if trying to get my attention, however my brain had mostly shut down, and my desire for this petite woman in front of me was all I could think of, and with a soft suckle to the spot just below her jawline, I heard that delicious mewl of her brain shutting down as well, her hands coming up to my armor, undoing the leather lacings and letting the chest guard fall off onto the floor near my feet. My gloves were off next as well as my bracers, then my boots, leaving me in my shirt and pants, my lips still hungrily devouring her neck. My own hands were not idle, unlacing her robe and letting it fall, her gloves and bracers hitting the floor a bit more lightly, the cloth hissing instead of thunking as her scarf and hood were tossed off to the side, her hands wandering innocently over my chest.

"Go on little vixen, explore" I murmured beneath my breath, her hands trembling as she untucked my shirt, her fingertips trailing over my hardened skin of my stomach. I shivered as I pulled off the shirt, standing there before her as she ran her hands over each one of my muscles, her fingers trailing the scars that marked my body, her eyes still lusty as she leaned forward and slowly licked the scar that ran along the right side of my chest, earning a shudder and a groan from me. Her innocence was misleading I was sure, as she ran her hands down my arms and over my hips, tracing the outline of my belt, hesitant to undo the armor and let it fall. Covering her petite hands with my own, I undid it for her, letting the leather hit the floor and be kicked off to the side. Later I would chastise myself for treating my armor that way, however now she was my utmost importance, and armor be damned I was going to have her. Her eyes widened as my erection sprung out in front of her, the throbbing head hitting the cooler air causing me to hiss softly. Watching her stare at it, as if unsure of what to do, I placed her hand along my shaft, wrapping her small fingers around what she could fit, causing me to shudder heavily.

Emboldened by my help, she slowly began to run her hands over my arousal, exploring each inch and vein, my hands placed along the wall to brace myself as I watched her, her face flush as she ran a fingertip right over the head, causing me to gasp softly. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman, and even then it was only a quick rut, never with the intimacy that was being shown now. However when she knelt down I watched in mute fascination, my eyes clouded over as she got eye level with my arousal, her hands wrapped around the shaft as she leaned forward, her tongue barely flicking the tip. I opened my mouth to protest, not wanting her to have to taste, however when she wrapped those deliciously soft lips around the head I could only throw back my head and groan, her tongue swirling around the base of the head, as if experimenting with the taste. Soon both hands were on my thighs as she slowly began to bob her head along my length, her tongue still doing random patterns along the underside, as if she couldn't make up her mind. Her thrusts were slow and small at first, but as she began to get more emboldened she soon was taking at least half of my length into her warm mouth, my breathing quickly becoming panting as I threw my head back again, groaning as she worked her lips along my length. Soon she sped up, one of her delicate hands coming up to slowly caress my heavy balls, her eyes hooded as she gazed up at me.

With a trembling hand I reached down into her hair, if I didn't stop her now I would cum too soon, and I refused to let her make me cum before I had my way with her. My fingers curled in her hair as I began to pull her away, her mouth still open as she gave one last lick to the tip, and all self control was lost, with a cry I plunged back into her mouth, thrusting into her warm wet mouth, sweetest, addicting little wench that she was, all of my self control lost as I neared my peak, her breathing coming at random intervals each time I hit the back of her throat, my hands still curled into her hair, my knees buckling as the first spasm came, warning me of my fate. With one last howl, I orgasmed, cumming deep into her throat, holding her down as I rode each wave and spurt of pleasure, her throat rhythmically swallowing each drop as she shuddered under my touch, my chest heaving for breath as I slowly let her go, my hands braced against the wall, my eyes looking down into hers as she licked her lips, her eyes gazing up into mine. A soft half smirk formed on her features as she gazed up into my eyes, and anger washed over me, anger that I let myself loose control the first time, and with a howl I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed.



I landed with a squeak, feeling my back bounce along the soft mattress, watching him stalk me like a cat would their prey, and for the first time I feared that I had made the wrong choice. However his hands were over me soon enough, stripping me of what little clothing I had left, and once more I was lost to his lips. They weren't full and soft like most of my kind, no, they were firm and rough, demanding yet giving, and I found that after this I would never be able to kiss another. I could hear him muttering obscenities about me beneath his breath as he kissed down my chest, taking time to lave his tongue over my nipples, his hands coming up and roughly squeezing them, testing their weight as his fingers rolled and pinched my free nipple. With a sharp cry, he gave one last lick, muttering something about coming back as he kissed down my stomach, his mouth reaching the place no other had seen, and for once I worried about what he was doing, however his strong hands merely parted my legs, his nose nearly resting on my curls. I could feel him take a deep breath, as if savoring the smell of a delicious meal, his mouth opening as he let out a low moan. I sat up onto my elbows to tell him to stop, but the minute his tongue darted out and licked up my slit fully, I collapsed and was lost again.

His arms wrapped around my thighs, keeping them open as my feet rested on his shoulders, his tongue taking time to explore every bit of me, circling my entrance teasingly, his fingers holding open my outer lips as he slowly licked up to the little button of pleasure, my panting growing heavier. I could only gasp as he gave an initial flick of his tongue, my hands coming up and grasping the sheets above my head, a soft cry escaping my lips as he wrapped his lips around it and sucked, causing me to see stars. As he held that button in his mouth, his tongue flicked at random intervals, as if paying me back for what I had done, one hand came out from over my leg to just beneath his lips, one finger slowly pushing its way inside me. Crying out I arched my back, the intrusion a bit uncomfortable as he stretched me out a bit, I could feel him slowly thrusting his finger in and out, his lips releasing my clit and licking the swollen nub, his finger pulling out and as I looked down at him, I watched him lick his finger clean, giving me a hot predatory look for a split second. I gazed at him as he suddenly attacked my slit with a ferocity I had never given myself, his tongue lapping and licking and sucking and gods I couldn't keep up as I felt myself near my orgasm, the blinding pleasure arriving quickly as I screamed my completion.

His tongue seemed to lap up all my essence as I rode peak after peak of bliss, my fingers curled in his hair as my back arched off of the bed, my weight being supported by my shoulders. I could feel his hair come loose and fall about his shoulders, my own hair in the same plight. With plunging gasps of air I let go, seeing my essence coating his chin I grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss, his body warm above mine as I tasted our mixed cum, the kiss sloppy and full of passion.



Sweet little addicting minx, god she had tasted like ambrosia of the finest sort, and I was left wanting more. Thankfully I had enough time to rest and recoup, as if the throbbing erection resting on her thigh wasn't proof enough of this statement, I rested my hands above her shoulders, my eyes boring into hers. All sense of myself was gone as feral lust and desire took over, her sweet little body calling to me like no other had. I grabbed my shaft and positioned myself at her slick entrance, coating myself in her arousal, her sweet passage needing to be filled by me. With a swift thrust I plunged deeply into her, feeling her tight sheath grip onto me almost painfully so. However the scream that rent the air was not one of pleasure, but one of pain, and as I looked down at her I saw tears leaking out of her eyes, and as my own eyes traveled lower over her body, I feared the worst as I gazed at our joined bodies, seeing the blood leak out a bit.

"Oh gods Seleine why didn't you tell me" I said quickly, covering her body with mine protectively as she clung onto me, her breathing coming in hitched gasps as she tried to force herself to relax, and as I held her I realized that she had, but in my lust I had stopped her, driven by my lust and desire for her. Resting my head in the crook, I patiently waited for the pain to subside, waited and berated myself. Once I felt the tiniest shift in her hips did I move, slowly stroking into her like a lover should, pulling out all the way and pushing back in, her legs slowly coming up to wrap around my hips, one hand on my shoulder the other grasping the pillow beneath my head. I watched with concern as the pain melted off of her face and was slowly replaced by pleasure, her hips slowly working with mine. One of my hands was braced next to her head on the bed, the other running along her thigh, gripping onto her tightly as I increased the pace, watching the look of pleasure spike on her face. That was what I wanted to see, nothing but pleasure as I let my lust take over again, thrusting into her with feral intent as she bounced beneath me, her body bouncing on my arousal as I leaned down, taking one of her dusky nipples into my mouth and sucking. Gods how this woman called to me, all of me, each part accepted for what it was and not tolerated at the same time.

She moaned lowly, her hands spasming on my flexing chest, her body tensing as I picked up the pace, both hands now braced next to her head as I grit my teeth together, my loins slapping against her rear as I thrust firmly into her, feeling her wall spasm along my length as she neared her peak, and with a feral scream she orgasmed, her walls tightening like a vice upon me. My resolve gone, I gave one last hard thrust and orgasmed as well, coating her insides with my seed, a secret wish inside hoping it would take, however it was never voiced. With a shuddering gasp of air, I collapsed on top of her, my forehead in the crook of her neck as I panted for breath, our bodies still entwined as she wrapped her arms around me, her breathing coming in choked sobs, though at the time I couldn't have told you why. Merely she was gasping, moaning and crying underneath me. A portion of my brain hoped that now I had her, I wouldn't desire her anymore, and I could go on my own life, however now that I tasted the sweet fruit of this tree, I wanted all of it, I needed it, she would be mine. Slowly rolling off her, I curled onto my side and pulled her flush against me, covering us with a light sheet as we both began to drift away.