Sneaky Sneaky, Mon
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Adult +
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Sneaky Sneaky, Mon
Sneaky Sneaky, Mon
"Days in da Barrens be long, dusty and be bloody or boring. Dis be one of da boring ones." The troll shaman thought as she tugged her widebrimmed hat lower over her forehead. Of course, the hat didn't help much since it was the glare of the unrelenting sunlight on the tiny pond that really bothered her. She sat idly with a mace at her hip- blue green skin with a faint violet sheen from too much sun showed between the patchy leather armor she wore.
"Ya catch ya dinner yet, mon?" came a teasing voice from behind her and she growled in response. She'd wanted fish for dinner and to that end she'd spent so long sitting here trying to get at least one little bite that her legs felt like stone. She pulled in her line with a reluctant sigh.
"I shoulda just cast my lightining on da pond. This be too much time wasted for a bit of fish." Groaning Etai stood up and looked over at the comfortable camp that Reiomo'd been setting up.There beside the fire was a bag full of fish and half a dozen sharp sticks on which to roast them. Her traveling companion was nowhere in sight- but given his roguish nature that was nothing to be concerned about. The troll shaman moved to the fire and speared a shiny fish out of the sack- Reiomo would be back in his own time and she didn't mind the arrangement. They'd traveled together for some weeks now- they generally needed the same things and each had skills the other valued. Reiomo had saved from having gaping holes in her hide more than once with his quick daggers. Her tusks flashed in the firelight as she smirked. I hope he don't be dat fast at everyting. Tossing aside the head and tail of her dinner she decided to take some revenge on the elusive fish of the pond and have a bath. After rummaging in her pack for a little soap she stripped at the waters edge and leapt in ignoring the shock of cold water to her limbs. She swam a little before she washed off, enjoying the silky coolness after the sweltering heat of the Barren's day. It grew dark swiftly but she took her time getting clean.
As Etai floated lazily in the pond her thoughts drifted back to the wiry form of her traveling companion. There were certain things that troll women liked in their men- agility, stamina and grace, humor and cruelty. She had to admit Reiomo possesed every quality she personally desired in spades. He was equally attractive swapping stories over the campfire, his eyes lit with humor, or with blood splashed across his face as he sliced an enemy throat. Perhaps even more so when he was slicing throats- because his eyes lit with a fire that made her mouth go dry and got her very wet other places. She loved the way his facepaint curved over his rugged face and admired the dark blue hair that he took a great deal of pride in. Perhaps it was his rogue training but she thought that he even moved differently from other male trolls- more smoothly and with a greater sense of purpose.
Der certainly be someting about dat troll..She thought one hand idly sliding below the water to part her nether lips and stroke her clit. Touching herself out in the open like this with the moonlight falling on her damp blue body and lining it with cold silver was thrilling and she was pumping one finger inside of herself in only a few moment feeling the pleasure building as she did so. The troll shaman moaned a little and lifted her head to the heaven's looking at the clear sky through half closed eyes. Be my luck Reiomo be catching me. He'd never let me be bout dis!
Etai be making a pretty picture like dat. Reiomo mused watching the shaman throw back her head as she came. Sure she won't mind if I disturb her a bit- might even welcome the help... he chuckled as he knelt in the shadows of the tree to remove his boots. Moments later he waded into the water behind her moving slowly and carefully so as not to startle her. He felt his dick getting even harder as he watched the her generous chest quivering as she stroked between her legs . Then he was behind her- stretching his lanky frame upwards to fit against her generous proportions. She jumped a little when his thick cock brushed the inside of her thigh but only laughed low and sensual as his heavy hands toyed with her breasts.
"How long ya been standin' der watching me, mon?" she chided him as he rubbed his tusks against her neck and shoulder. The sharp tip of one tusk grazed her neck drawing blood and making her hiss with pain. Reiomo noticed that her nipples had gotten all hard and tight- so he did the senseible thing and pinched them electing a low growly moan.
"Long enough." He shifted so that his dick slid along her hand where she was still idly stroking herself. With her free hand Etai reached back and gripped one of his tusks and slid her finger out of her pussy. He caught that hand with one of his own and guided it to his mouth to get the taste of her. There was a faint hint of bitter water but mostly what he tasted was a sweet tang like a citrus fruit. He made an apprecitave noise and curled her fingers around his other tusk to give her something to hold onto. He didn't want her trying to mark him up in this position- he might lose an eye. With one hand he positioned himself and slowly slid inside her tight little pussy, gripping her hips with both hands and keeping her legs spread wide by draping them over his own. Each small shift he made pulled a moan from the horny shaman and an answering growl emerged from his lips as she tightened reflexively. Finally pleased with the postion he was able to move one thumb to rub her clit so she twitched and moaned. Etai struggled against his hands and he let her succeed only enough to keep his little game interesting.
"Damn rogue- dis be touture!" She moaned twisting her hips. His only response was a growly chuckle as he ran his long agile tongue along the thin cut on her neck tasting her blood and making her moan louder.
"Ya be sweet, Etai. I like ta take my time wit sweets." He gripped her hips tighter and started moving her up and down. She gripped his tusks hard and her head fell forward as her inner muscles clenched aroud his cock. It only took a few swift strokes before her pussy convulsed around him and he felt her go limp and languid in his arms. Shifting his grip Reiomo gently set the shaman on her feet. There was a long akward pause as the two faced eachother before both looked down and away smiling and blushing. Etai broke the awakrdness by grabbing Reiomo's tusks again and pulling him into a long kiss. He resisted for a startled moment before his arms wrapped around her and kneaded the muscles of her back. She arched forward her nipples rubbing against his chest and felt his cock rubbing against her stomach. She pulled back and eyed his dick beadily.
"When enraged and in heat female trolls can mate eighty times in one night- be ya prepared?" She teased as he slid into her again lifting her upwards easily so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He laughed as she moaned and thrust deep inside her.
Later that night Etai held Reiomo's hands pinned above his head as she rode his dick. He was grinning in the most cocky fashion she'd ever seen and it was all she could do not to laugh at his silly expression. They'd managed at some point to come back to the camp leaving a trail of clothes and weapons between the pond and the campfire. And she thought that either her belt or his pants might actually be in the tree... She leant down over him and traced her tongue along his collar bone one of her sharp little tusks leaving a line of red blood behind. She ran her tongue along the cut- scraping it with her teeth just to hear him hiss. She rolled her hips in a slow teasing motion and Reiomo growled as she glanced up and grinned toothily.
"Wicked shaman- ya be gettin ya revenge!" He snarled thrusting his hips against her encouraging her to go faster and take him deeper. Etai teased him a few moments longer with her slow deliberate movements before releasing his hands which went immediately her to hips slamming her pussy down the length of his cock. She moaned looking down at him as he ground against her. There was a wild and feral gleam in his eyes and sweat glistened on his bare skin from their many couplings, his long blue hair was loose under his head and she couldn't help the utterly satisfied smile that curved her lips as she bounced up and down atop her lover.
A sudden sound chilled her hot blood- behind her Etai heard the distinctive chuckle of a Barren's hyena and cursed. All their weapons were out of reach and there was no way she could cast a spell before the beast took a bite out of one of them- still she started to concentrate on a lightining bolt. Her concentration snapped and her spell fizzled as Reiomo let go of her hips to drive his wicked-looking daggers into the neck of the hyena only inches away from her back. He chuckled and flipped her over in her moment of shock slamming into her again with enthusiasim. Around her gasps of pleasure she managed the question-
"Where ya be keepin dos daggers?" He leaned down and murmured into her ear as she slipped past the brink of orgasm yet again.
"Sneaky sneaky, mon."
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Hi Readers! Sneaky here ^.^ Hope you are enjoying the escapades of Reiomo and Etai! In fact I'd really like to know if you did so please rate and if you have something to say I'd love to hear it! Also get a look their darker sides in "Proper Training"
"Days in da Barrens be long, dusty and be bloody or boring. Dis be one of da boring ones." The troll shaman thought as she tugged her widebrimmed hat lower over her forehead. Of course, the hat didn't help much since it was the glare of the unrelenting sunlight on the tiny pond that really bothered her. She sat idly with a mace at her hip- blue green skin with a faint violet sheen from too much sun showed between the patchy leather armor she wore.
"Ya catch ya dinner yet, mon?" came a teasing voice from behind her and she growled in response. She'd wanted fish for dinner and to that end she'd spent so long sitting here trying to get at least one little bite that her legs felt like stone. She pulled in her line with a reluctant sigh.
"I shoulda just cast my lightining on da pond. This be too much time wasted for a bit of fish." Groaning Etai stood up and looked over at the comfortable camp that Reiomo'd been setting up.There beside the fire was a bag full of fish and half a dozen sharp sticks on which to roast them. Her traveling companion was nowhere in sight- but given his roguish nature that was nothing to be concerned about. The troll shaman moved to the fire and speared a shiny fish out of the sack- Reiomo would be back in his own time and she didn't mind the arrangement. They'd traveled together for some weeks now- they generally needed the same things and each had skills the other valued. Reiomo had saved from having gaping holes in her hide more than once with his quick daggers. Her tusks flashed in the firelight as she smirked. I hope he don't be dat fast at everyting. Tossing aside the head and tail of her dinner she decided to take some revenge on the elusive fish of the pond and have a bath. After rummaging in her pack for a little soap she stripped at the waters edge and leapt in ignoring the shock of cold water to her limbs. She swam a little before she washed off, enjoying the silky coolness after the sweltering heat of the Barren's day. It grew dark swiftly but she took her time getting clean.
As Etai floated lazily in the pond her thoughts drifted back to the wiry form of her traveling companion. There were certain things that troll women liked in their men- agility, stamina and grace, humor and cruelty. She had to admit Reiomo possesed every quality she personally desired in spades. He was equally attractive swapping stories over the campfire, his eyes lit with humor, or with blood splashed across his face as he sliced an enemy throat. Perhaps even more so when he was slicing throats- because his eyes lit with a fire that made her mouth go dry and got her very wet other places. She loved the way his facepaint curved over his rugged face and admired the dark blue hair that he took a great deal of pride in. Perhaps it was his rogue training but she thought that he even moved differently from other male trolls- more smoothly and with a greater sense of purpose.
Der certainly be someting about dat troll..She thought one hand idly sliding below the water to part her nether lips and stroke her clit. Touching herself out in the open like this with the moonlight falling on her damp blue body and lining it with cold silver was thrilling and she was pumping one finger inside of herself in only a few moment feeling the pleasure building as she did so. The troll shaman moaned a little and lifted her head to the heaven's looking at the clear sky through half closed eyes. Be my luck Reiomo be catching me. He'd never let me be bout dis!
Etai be making a pretty picture like dat. Reiomo mused watching the shaman throw back her head as she came. Sure she won't mind if I disturb her a bit- might even welcome the help... he chuckled as he knelt in the shadows of the tree to remove his boots. Moments later he waded into the water behind her moving slowly and carefully so as not to startle her. He felt his dick getting even harder as he watched the her generous chest quivering as she stroked between her legs . Then he was behind her- stretching his lanky frame upwards to fit against her generous proportions. She jumped a little when his thick cock brushed the inside of her thigh but only laughed low and sensual as his heavy hands toyed with her breasts.
"How long ya been standin' der watching me, mon?" she chided him as he rubbed his tusks against her neck and shoulder. The sharp tip of one tusk grazed her neck drawing blood and making her hiss with pain. Reiomo noticed that her nipples had gotten all hard and tight- so he did the senseible thing and pinched them electing a low growly moan.
"Long enough." He shifted so that his dick slid along her hand where she was still idly stroking herself. With her free hand Etai reached back and gripped one of his tusks and slid her finger out of her pussy. He caught that hand with one of his own and guided it to his mouth to get the taste of her. There was a faint hint of bitter water but mostly what he tasted was a sweet tang like a citrus fruit. He made an apprecitave noise and curled her fingers around his other tusk to give her something to hold onto. He didn't want her trying to mark him up in this position- he might lose an eye. With one hand he positioned himself and slowly slid inside her tight little pussy, gripping her hips with both hands and keeping her legs spread wide by draping them over his own. Each small shift he made pulled a moan from the horny shaman and an answering growl emerged from his lips as she tightened reflexively. Finally pleased with the postion he was able to move one thumb to rub her clit so she twitched and moaned. Etai struggled against his hands and he let her succeed only enough to keep his little game interesting.
"Damn rogue- dis be touture!" She moaned twisting her hips. His only response was a growly chuckle as he ran his long agile tongue along the thin cut on her neck tasting her blood and making her moan louder.
"Ya be sweet, Etai. I like ta take my time wit sweets." He gripped her hips tighter and started moving her up and down. She gripped his tusks hard and her head fell forward as her inner muscles clenched aroud his cock. It only took a few swift strokes before her pussy convulsed around him and he felt her go limp and languid in his arms. Shifting his grip Reiomo gently set the shaman on her feet. There was a long akward pause as the two faced eachother before both looked down and away smiling and blushing. Etai broke the awakrdness by grabbing Reiomo's tusks again and pulling him into a long kiss. He resisted for a startled moment before his arms wrapped around her and kneaded the muscles of her back. She arched forward her nipples rubbing against his chest and felt his cock rubbing against her stomach. She pulled back and eyed his dick beadily.
"When enraged and in heat female trolls can mate eighty times in one night- be ya prepared?" She teased as he slid into her again lifting her upwards easily so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He laughed as she moaned and thrust deep inside her.
Later that night Etai held Reiomo's hands pinned above his head as she rode his dick. He was grinning in the most cocky fashion she'd ever seen and it was all she could do not to laugh at his silly expression. They'd managed at some point to come back to the camp leaving a trail of clothes and weapons between the pond and the campfire. And she thought that either her belt or his pants might actually be in the tree... She leant down over him and traced her tongue along his collar bone one of her sharp little tusks leaving a line of red blood behind. She ran her tongue along the cut- scraping it with her teeth just to hear him hiss. She rolled her hips in a slow teasing motion and Reiomo growled as she glanced up and grinned toothily.
"Wicked shaman- ya be gettin ya revenge!" He snarled thrusting his hips against her encouraging her to go faster and take him deeper. Etai teased him a few moments longer with her slow deliberate movements before releasing his hands which went immediately her to hips slamming her pussy down the length of his cock. She moaned looking down at him as he ground against her. There was a wild and feral gleam in his eyes and sweat glistened on his bare skin from their many couplings, his long blue hair was loose under his head and she couldn't help the utterly satisfied smile that curved her lips as she bounced up and down atop her lover.
A sudden sound chilled her hot blood- behind her Etai heard the distinctive chuckle of a Barren's hyena and cursed. All their weapons were out of reach and there was no way she could cast a spell before the beast took a bite out of one of them- still she started to concentrate on a lightining bolt. Her concentration snapped and her spell fizzled as Reiomo let go of her hips to drive his wicked-looking daggers into the neck of the hyena only inches away from her back. He chuckled and flipped her over in her moment of shock slamming into her again with enthusiasim. Around her gasps of pleasure she managed the question-
"Where ya be keepin dos daggers?" He leaned down and murmured into her ear as she slipped past the brink of orgasm yet again.
"Sneaky sneaky, mon."
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Hi Readers! Sneaky here ^.^ Hope you are enjoying the escapades of Reiomo and Etai! In fact I'd really like to know if you did so please rate and if you have something to say I'd love to hear it! Also get a look their darker sides in "Proper Training"