Cause and Effect
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Category:
+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,635
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own WoW and I do not profit from writing this.
Cause
Ken´Jin tumbled in his sleep. It was very uncommon for him to do so, since it was neither good for his ponytail nor his sleeping. He was a very precise Troll but he had a pretty good hangover and did not want to open his eyes. The small amount of light passing trough his eyelids was already almost unbearable. He could not hear the streetlife of Dalaran, but the fact that the sun was already up was discomforting.
He breathed. It did not smell like Dalaran either. Where was he anyhow? Forcing himself to open his eyes, he noted that he was in a small hut, one of many in the barrens and lying next to him was a long slender creature with aquablue skin and equally blue hair that was fixed into a Mohawk. It could have been his wife, but it clearly was not. The first clue towards this was that he had not seen his wife for a month and she had red - not blue - hair. She second clue was the Females Trolls complete lack of clothing. He smiled softly while watching her. She seemed exhausted and that would only mean he would done a pretty good job with her.
Slowly touching her shoulder in order to see her face and not just the proper backside of her body, his facial expression became stern and his hand who just moments ago had been moving slowly down to explore her more when sober froze in position. He knew that face, and he could not belive it. It did not make any sense, but then again, few things in life actually did. The hair style was incorrect, the hair colour was incorrect, but there was little doubt that the girl lying next to him was Moh´Nan.
"Mi nevah be hearin da end of dis" he thought as he watched Moh´Nan sleep and rose to step out of the bed. There was a distinct smell of body fluids in the hut, leaving many clues to exactly what had happened that night. He swore silently over his stupidity of not checking exactly who he was trying to get into bed with and silently wondered why Moh´Nan who usually was distant against males would choose him in order to be satisfied for a night. The answer hit him like a shout in the ear and just as equally hurting.
Erzulie.
They both served the Loa Erzulie who ruled Love. Her interference in Ken´Jins life had been major and she had ordered Kalfu to spirit away his first love, Lo´Ji when he choose to disobey her. Erzulie had been content with the young warrior for a long time now, but it would seem he was here due to Moh´Nans prayers, and not because he himself had displeased her.
Moh´Nan tumbled in her bed and opened her eyes to look at Moh´Nan. She giggled at his apparent state of confusion and slowly moved out of the bed, her slender and beautiful body coming closer to him and it made Ken´Jin wonder if the transpired event really had been so bad. He forced a smile at her, a smile that became very more genuine once he fixed his gaze on her body instead of those red curious eyes who seemed to be out to annoy him.
"We be very pleased with ya, mon" she explained, leaning her head against his chest. He could feel the scent in her hair, and growled out a answer.
"Mi knew ya be settin up Erzulie wit dis".
She giggled and looked up at him.
"Be ya nose as faulty as ya sense of when to stop dwinkin, mon?".
He sniffed again, and suddenly, he felt more then the body fluids of her on him. The scent he felt was human - and looking into a corner of the tent was two young Human girls. He mouth went wide in suprise, something Moh´Nan took as a invitation to a kiss, one he ended quickly. He turned to look at the two girls, one with long blonde hair and the second one, shorter with black hair.
His voice came out as a growl.
"What exactly happened?"
"Oh, mi be sure ya can guess" she exclaimed cheerfully. "At least ya liked it back den. We be runnin into dem in Ratchet aftah we be leavin Dalaran an dey be all ovah Trolls, mon. Dey be havin dis flat an den we be goin ere!"
He stared at her.
"How ya be rememberin all dat? An dis we all three do...ya know"
Another giggle and a violent movement of her head that unfortunately was a nod.
"Some of us not be dwunk like Orcs, mon. Some be sobah an ready to enjoy what da Loa be throwin at us. An ya liked it too. Dem Humans took good care of you. Now it be our time to leave befoh Theramore Patrols comin alon, tinkin we be tourching the place!".
Ken´Jin found Swiftclaw outside, tied up together with Moh´Nans Raptor and in a safe distance from two human Horses who was eating from the grassy fields a little distance away. His last tought before setting off was a prayer that he would never remember this night.
He breathed. It did not smell like Dalaran either. Where was he anyhow? Forcing himself to open his eyes, he noted that he was in a small hut, one of many in the barrens and lying next to him was a long slender creature with aquablue skin and equally blue hair that was fixed into a Mohawk. It could have been his wife, but it clearly was not. The first clue towards this was that he had not seen his wife for a month and she had red - not blue - hair. She second clue was the Females Trolls complete lack of clothing. He smiled softly while watching her. She seemed exhausted and that would only mean he would done a pretty good job with her.
Slowly touching her shoulder in order to see her face and not just the proper backside of her body, his facial expression became stern and his hand who just moments ago had been moving slowly down to explore her more when sober froze in position. He knew that face, and he could not belive it. It did not make any sense, but then again, few things in life actually did. The hair style was incorrect, the hair colour was incorrect, but there was little doubt that the girl lying next to him was Moh´Nan.
"Mi nevah be hearin da end of dis" he thought as he watched Moh´Nan sleep and rose to step out of the bed. There was a distinct smell of body fluids in the hut, leaving many clues to exactly what had happened that night. He swore silently over his stupidity of not checking exactly who he was trying to get into bed with and silently wondered why Moh´Nan who usually was distant against males would choose him in order to be satisfied for a night. The answer hit him like a shout in the ear and just as equally hurting.
Erzulie.
They both served the Loa Erzulie who ruled Love. Her interference in Ken´Jins life had been major and she had ordered Kalfu to spirit away his first love, Lo´Ji when he choose to disobey her. Erzulie had been content with the young warrior for a long time now, but it would seem he was here due to Moh´Nans prayers, and not because he himself had displeased her.
Moh´Nan tumbled in her bed and opened her eyes to look at Moh´Nan. She giggled at his apparent state of confusion and slowly moved out of the bed, her slender and beautiful body coming closer to him and it made Ken´Jin wonder if the transpired event really had been so bad. He forced a smile at her, a smile that became very more genuine once he fixed his gaze on her body instead of those red curious eyes who seemed to be out to annoy him.
"We be very pleased with ya, mon" she explained, leaning her head against his chest. He could feel the scent in her hair, and growled out a answer.
"Mi knew ya be settin up Erzulie wit dis".
She giggled and looked up at him.
"Be ya nose as faulty as ya sense of when to stop dwinkin, mon?".
He sniffed again, and suddenly, he felt more then the body fluids of her on him. The scent he felt was human - and looking into a corner of the tent was two young Human girls. He mouth went wide in suprise, something Moh´Nan took as a invitation to a kiss, one he ended quickly. He turned to look at the two girls, one with long blonde hair and the second one, shorter with black hair.
His voice came out as a growl.
"What exactly happened?"
"Oh, mi be sure ya can guess" she exclaimed cheerfully. "At least ya liked it back den. We be runnin into dem in Ratchet aftah we be leavin Dalaran an dey be all ovah Trolls, mon. Dey be havin dis flat an den we be goin ere!"
He stared at her.
"How ya be rememberin all dat? An dis we all three do...ya know"
Another giggle and a violent movement of her head that unfortunately was a nod.
"Some of us not be dwunk like Orcs, mon. Some be sobah an ready to enjoy what da Loa be throwin at us. An ya liked it too. Dem Humans took good care of you. Now it be our time to leave befoh Theramore Patrols comin alon, tinkin we be tourching the place!".
Ken´Jin found Swiftclaw outside, tied up together with Moh´Nans Raptor and in a safe distance from two human Horses who was eating from the grassy fields a little distance away. His last tought before setting off was a prayer that he would never remember this night.