The rescue

Warning! This is the chapter with the minors having adult fun. If that bothers you, please skip the last few paragraphs after Cammi leaves. It's not increadably important to the plot so it can be skipped if you want. Please don't flame me for it. I'm warning you ahead of time.
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Prin returned with a guard who unlocked the cage. “Pet, carry the Troll.” She said.
“Are you sure you want to take her?” The guard asked.
“Him.” Windhorn corrected. “Allanni is a boy.”
“Are you sure? The troll sure looks like a girl.” The guard said.
“I’ve known him since he was a born.” Windhorn said. “He is not lacking in manhood.”
“Bah! Just kill the little bastard.” The guard said.
“He’s in my custody now. You won’t lay a finger on him.” Prin said.
“Take me too.” I said. “Please. Don’t leave me here.” I wanted to see for myself that Allanni would be alright. I didn’t want to stay here with the people that almost killed him. I prayed that Elune would grant me this one wish. Let me go with them.
“Little one, where we go is no place for a child.” Windhorn said as he lifted Allanni into his arms. Allanni groaned softly.
“Please, just for a little while. Please don’t leave me behind.” I begged.
“Tilla.” Allanni said weakly, holding out his hand to me. I took his hand, tears in my eyes again.
“Alright, we’ll take you along.” Prin said.
“But, Mistress...” Windhorn said.
“It’s alright, Pet.” She said. “We’ll not be returning to the battlefield until after the boy is well and home anyway. We might as well let her tag along until then. Rummy will be thrilled to have someone to tell his tales to.”
“Thank you!” I said, hugging the gnome.
“Now, let’s hurry. I’ve sent word to Cammi. She’s going to meet us in Menithil. We’ll catch take a hypogriph and catch a boat. She was already in Iron Forge, so she should be there by the time we get there.” She said heading off to the flight master.
I still had Allanni’s hand as I followed Windhorn and Prin. Allanni had passed out again.
It seemed to take forever to get to Menithil. By the time we got there, Allanni was no longer having periods of consciousness. I was so scared. I feared he’d die before we ever reached the Priest.
Somehow, Allanni held on. We arrived and a human girl met us there. She took Allanni from Windhorn and rushed him into a room in the inn. Windhorn, Prin and I waited downstairs. We met up with a Dwarf Windhorn introduced as Rummy. He said he had met Allanni’s parents. He told me a story about when the priests of Stormwind tried to cure the plague and Allanni’s parents came to save the forsaken that had been “Cured”.
Finally Cammi came down and said he’d be okay. She said I could go up and see him. I thanked Rummy for the story and ran upstairs. Windhorn followed me up.
Allanni was sleeping in the bed. I sat beside him and watched him. He looked much better. “Thank Elune.” I said softly.
He opened his eyes. “Tilla.” He said with a smile
Nothing had ever sounded better than him saying my name at that moment. I threw my arms around him and cried. He spoke. I wish I could understand him.
“He wants to know why you’re crying.” Windhorn said.
“Because I’m happy.” I sniffled. “I’m happy he’s okay.”
Windhorn related what I said. I felt Allanni push me slightly and I pulled away. He didn’t let me pull away far. Just enough for him to look at me. He again wiped away my tears then I was pulled to him. I felt his tusks brush my cheeks and our lips met. I heard Windhorn chuckle softly and the door closed behind him as he left. The kiss was soft and sweet, and it lasted a blissful eternity. When it was over I was already missing the warmth of his lips. He was blushing. I think I was too. He smiled. I smiled for only a second before I kissed him again.
“You need to let him rest.” Cammi said from the doorway. “He’s still weak.”
Allanni looked disappointed when I pulled away. I looked to Cammi. “Alright. May I stay in here with him?”
“Alright.” She said. “But make sure he sleeps.”
“I will.” I said. Cammi smiled at me and left.
I flopped down on the bed beside him and cuddled up to him. He watched me quietly. By Elune I wanted to do more. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to touch him. But he needed sleep. I looked up at him and tried to mime sleep so he would know. He smiled and nodded before pulling me close and rested his head against mine. I could feel myself blushing again but I was so comfortable.
It was about an hour later that I realized he still wasn’t asleep. I looked up at him and he blushed. He shrugged as if he didn’t know why. I’d promised Cammi I’d make sure he sleeps. I smiled at him.
I had an idea. I sat up and made sure he stayed laying down. I pulled down the covers and knelt by his knees. He watched me curiously. I undid the pants they had him in to rest. He gasped, I smiled and put my finger to my lips. He blushed deeply as I pulled out his rapidly hardening cock from its confines. I stroked him
“Tilla!” He gasped.
“Shhh.” I chastised. I didn’t want anyone else to know what we were doing. He swallowed hard and nodded. I studied him as I stroked him. Wow. It was my first time seeing a cock. Slightly intimidating, but I liked it. I licked the tip and he jumped. I smiled and took him entirely into my mouth. He moaned and threw his head back. I sucked and licked him, loving the musky taste of him with a slight sweetness. It wasn’t long before he flew over the edge and I swallowed as much as I could.
I climbed back up him and nuzzled the sleepy Troll lovingly. I glanced up at him, and he was sound asleep. I smiled to myself and fell to sleep with him, happily memorizing the taste of him.
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As I said, you were warned. If you read it, then don't flame me. It's your own fault.