A Warlock's Prerogative

I do not own World of Warcraft, or the Blood Elf race, or make money from it. But the warlock's name, I call mine since no one else has the name.


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The sun was setting over the horizon, a red-headed warlock cleaning off in the ocean at Azurebreeze Coast. She had just returned from a long battle in Icecrown, the proof in the water surrounding her. It was tinted pink from what little blood, and brown from the dirt and grime that washed from her skin.

Once clean, the Blood Elf swam to shore, settling on the sand. Fel-tinted eyes shut as she took in the breeze. Letting out a content sigh, she opened those orbs. That sigh of content turned into a startled gasp, seeing a huntress standing before her.

"You're back..." the huntress muttered, seeming relieved.

The warlock, who goes by Zhrianaa, smirked. "You didn't think I'd let the Scourge take me away from you, did you?"

Melinna, the huntress, chuckled a little. "Maybe."

Zhria sighed softly, shaking her head. "Sit with me." As Mel sat, the warlock pulled her lover close, whispering into her ear. "I think you need to be punished for thinking I'd die." And with that said, she pulled the blonde huntress into a forceful yet passionate kiss. To which the huntress happily replied to. They kissed as if it would be the last time they ever saw each other, pouring their heart and soul into the kiss.

The pair parted several seconds later, finding they needed to breathe. "I missed you, Zhria.. I, honestly, was worried you weren't coming back." The huntress sighed, setting against her lover's side.

"Once again, you need punished for that..." Zhria started, "But I missed you as well." The warlock gave a nod and the next thing Mel knew, a whip circled her wrist, tugging her to the tree near by.

Zhria stood, dusted herself off and strode to the surprised huntress. "She was here the whole time.. Invisible, of course.." She started removing the chain-mail armor from her lover, who had calmed by then.

Zhria's hand worked delicately to remove the armor, fingers roaming sensually over skin as it was exposed. Lynyla, the Succubus minion of Zhrianaa's, wrapped her whip around both of Mel's wrists to keep them bound behind her back. The curvy demon strode to her mistress' side, eyeing the now nude blonde elf.

Melinna grinned a little, "This doesn't seem like punishment, love." A gasp escaped the huntress' lips, the warlock having pressed her body against her lover's, pinning her to the tree.

"Mm.. I know. Ah well." Zhria's lips descended onto Mel's, hands caressing the blonde's sides.

Lynyla maneuvered to Mel's left side, hands massaging her shoulders. The tip of her tail slid up Mel's inner thigh, then up the left cheek of her rounded ass. The feel of the succubus' tail caused Mel to emit a gasp, peering at the demon. "Zhria..?"

"It's alright hon. I won't let her hurt you." The warlock seemed to know what her lover's thoughts were. "And besides... I know you like it."

Almost exactly as the sentence was finished, the demon's tail slipped between the cheeks of the blonde's rear. The very tip of said appendage flicked against the puckered opening. All the while, the Warlock's right hand slid down Mel's stomach to her sex, teasing the small nub.

Melinna had been quiet for quite some time, too much in shock and pleasure to say much of anything. The blonde then, however, emitted a loud gasp, the succubus having thrusted her tail into the opening it was teasing. The appendage stroked the inner walls of the huntress' rear, getting her worked up.

Zhria could see the succubus' help was doing it's job. The red-head's fingers danced over the moistening lips of Mel's sex, causing a soft moan to leave the huntress' lips. "Zhria... don't tease." The huntress whined, watching the warlock lower her body, trailing kisses down the center of her chest and stomach.

Zhria's lips finally met her lover's sex, running the flat of her tongue along the moistened lips. her teeth gently took the sensitive flesh, giving a small suckle. The warlock's index and middle fingers pushed past the opening, stroking at her lover's inner walls.

Mel squirmed, her hips arching towards Zhria. The blonde's breath sped, her bound hands trying to grip the tree behind her. "Zh...Zhria." The huntress managed to say, peering down at the warlock. Mel watched the top of Zhria's red head as her sex was teased; suckled and fingered.

The warlock stood, only to guide Mel to the ground. Lynyla followed, her tail still thrusting inside the blonde's rear even as they sat. The warlock sat before her lover, tangling their legs so they could press together. Zhria scooted closer, until their sexes touched. A smirk crossed Zhria's features, seeing her lover gasp and blush. her hips started to grind on the blonde's, her own breath slowly speeding. "Mel... move with me."

The demand was too breathy and sexy for Mel to disobey. Her hips moved in sync with the warlock's, her hands gripping her shoulders. The two sensations were almost too much for the huntress to handle. The succubus' tail sped up, which almost distracted Mel enough for Zhria's hand to slide below their waists. The red-head's finger pressed and teased her lover's clit, earning a moan in return.

Mel's own hand also slid between them, her finger copying her lover's. The two ground together, both their clits being teased by the other. Lynyla bent her head between the two, alternating between suckling on each of their breasts, tongue flicking their nipples.

The girls ground together with more fervor, heavy panting and soft moans emitting from their lips. "Zhria... close..." Mel muttered, her fingers rubbing a bit quicker.

"Me.. too..." Zhria followed suit, trying to egg the blonde on. Mel responded the way Zhria intended; with louder moans, faster moving hips and her climax releasing from her. The warlock released with her lover, both girls shuddering with pleasure. The succubus grinned, slowly removing her tail from Mel's rear opening, watching as the two laid on the grass. Lynyla started to leave, only to be stopped by Zhria's words.

"No.. stay." The warlock peered at her lover, then back to the demon. "I'm getting the others... to protect us as we rest." She used the last of her energy to call forth her other minions, who all circled the two elves. Zhria pulled Mel into her arms, "I'm glad I'm back."

"I am too." Mel whispered, the two lovers drifting into slumber.