Deadwind Pass

 

Hours seemed to turn into days as Jude wandered the Eastern Kingdoms. Her white warhorse began to protest as she neared Deadwind Pass.  Along her way, she had picked up bits of information.  A couple of weeks had now passed since Lex’s betrayal.  She recalled her stop in Gilneas a few days back, and the human who was so accommodating.  That same desire tugged at her now and she cursed inwardly.  She had wandered, trying to shake it off, but nothing seemed to work.  It had manifested into some wanton addiction.   It was propelling her, along with the intense feeling of revenge.  She had to gather herself up and focus.  She had a job to do.



She was tired, as was her horse.  She spied a lamplight up ahead.  She recalled an inn in this area. What perfect timing.



She led the warhorse up and stabled him.  The sun had set and the sky held hues of dark blue and grey.  The air was crisp and cool, an almost icy breeze threatened an overnight frost.  Jude wanted nothing more than a bath and a bed to lie in.  But there was more to it than that.  The nagging need, the tug.  She felt consumed.



The wooden door creaked as she entered.  She did a quick scan of the room, eying up the patrons.  Alliance were scattered around.  Two dwarves seemed to be engaged in some sort of foul drinking game at one table, slamming their pints down and laughing like madmen.  Jude remained stoic.  A trio of orcs were gathered at another table, arguing over something she wasn’t interested in making out.  A smattering of humans sat in the dimly lit room, the fire roaring from the hearth.



The rogue approached the bar.  The unkempt barmaid flashed a smile at her.  Her face was stained with soot and Jude noticed she was missing a tooth or two.  The rogue nodded back at her and enquired about a room.  The barmaid nodded in return.



“We’ll  ‘ave one in abou’ ten minutes,” she said.  Jude nodded and stepped aside, ordering a shot of something strong.  She stood at the bar, taking off her leather gloves and taking the glass, downing the fiery liquid.  Her ears perked as she sensed a pair of eyes boring into her.



Glancing back, the rogue noticed the lone figure.  He was sitting at a table by the window.  His shape dictated Sin’dorei ancestry but his eyes shone a cold blue.  She scowled.  A risen one.  Not like the forsaken, but one who had once been under the command of the Lich King himself.  Fucking death knights, she thought to herself.  His eyes remained on her.



She turned her back to him, still feeling the icy stare on her. Again the need tugged at her.  She slammed the empty shooter glass down on the counter.  What was taking the barmaid so long?  She needed a bath and sleep.  The void began to become painful, and she was acutely aware of the death knight’s stare.  Her thoughts swirled in a dark vortex.  She had visions of skewering Lex and the whore he replaced her with.  Those seemed to dominate her.  Then there was that ache, the desire that wouldn’t leave her no matter how hard she tried.



The barmaid returned.  Finally, Jude thought.  She smiled and handed her keys to a room.  The tablet on the chain read “5”.  Jude thanked her, tucking the key into her pocket.  She turned around.  The eyes were still on her.  She felt pulled by some foreign energy.  Against her better judgment, she approached the table by the window.



The eyes looked up at her.  A slow smirk formed on the pale knight’s face.  His hair was ashen and completely devoid of colour.  It was gathered back in a scruffy tail.  Jude was surprised at how attractive his face was.  Her eyes scanned him quickly.  The plate armour had the stench of death on it.  It was covered in blood.  A fighter.  This immediately elevated his status in her eyes.  His own icy gaze traveled her leathered form and he looked back up to her. They understood each other and she knew this.



“Fifth room.  Twenty minutes,” she said simply and threw him a slight smirk and he merely nodded.  She made her way up the stairs.





The bath was exhilarating.  Jude stripped herself of her leathers and slipped into the hot water.  She let out a moan, her muscles soothed and secretly thanking her.  She brought herself all the way down, submerging in the deep tub, holding her breath for several seconds before re-emerging.  She brought both hands up to wipe the water from her face.  Tilting her head back, she lay there, basking in the temperature and feel of the water.



Her thoughts went back to Lex.  She had to start planning.  He was strong enough on his own, but with that trollop by his side, it would be even harder.  She had to catch them separately.  She would kill her first, that had been decided easily enough.  But how would she deal with him?  Easier to do when he wasn’t armed, or even armoured.  But those times were few and far between.  Unless she got in while they slept.  She smiled to herself.  Yes, that’s how she would do it.



Idly, her hand began to move down, coming to rest between her legs. She was not aware of it, her thoughts still focused on her plans of revenge.  The need had turned almost subconscious as the water rippled slightly, her fingers playing around her velvet folds.  She murmured lightly, her thoughts heady and full of vengeance and lust.





The knight had watched her walk away.  His eyes focused on her lithe figure.  He ran a tongue over his lips.  He was in for a treat tonight.  And such a random one at that.  He decided he could wait no longer and after ten minutes, he made his way up.  Silent as a thief, he walked up the stairs.  Even his plate didn’t give him away.  The door numbered “5” was at the end of the hall and he went to it, placing a gloved hand on the knob.  It turned with ease.  She had left it unlocked.  Silly rogue, he thought.  But he had no interest in taking her life.  She didn’t present enough of a challenge in his eyes.  But she would be ripe enough for his carnal needs.  He slipped into the room, his azure gaze catching the candle light coming from the bathroom.

Jude shifted in the tub, her hand working between her legs as she let out a small moan.  Everything was coming together.  She seemed satisfied with herself.  She remembered the young alliance soldier in Gilneas.   She began to wonder about the knight.  She opened her eyes half way, somewhat groggily and noticed the solid figure in the doorway.  She gasped, startled as she brought her hand up from between her thighs.



“Can’t tell time, can you?” she hissed.



“And you’ve started without me,” he said as he looked her over.  He began to remove his plate gauntlets and she threw him a glare.



“Of course, I’d have to pick the dense one out of the lot,” she stood, grabbing the towel and covering herself.  He let the gloves fall to the floor with a clang.  He smirked at her.



“I could go grab a dwarf if you’d prefer,”  One by one the plate pieces fell, until he stood before her in simple linen trousers and a white shirt.  She made a face at his comment and rolled her eyes.  As she went to move past him, he grabbed the towel, yanking it off her. “You won’t be needing that,” he said, his eyes washing over her pale form.



Jude stood tall, meeting his gaze, unflinching in her state of complete undress.  He grinned down at her, a hand coming up to clutch a breast.  Her groped it, squeezing tight.



“A woman who knows what she wants.  Such a rarity these days,” his voice was deep and he leaned down.  His lips were cold against her own, and she felt the need burn inside her.



“A simple task. One would hope you’d be able to manage it,” she retorted against his lips.  He chuckled lightly, gripping her tit more violently.  She winced.



“You are full of venom, aren’t you?”  he noticed her wince and loosened his grip on her breast.  “I wonder what happened to taint you so,” She looked at him.



“I didn’t ask you here to wonder,” she said, aware of how close he was.  The desire gnawed at her, turning into a dull ache.



“No you did not,” he stated.  He released the supple orb and brought his hand around her neck, tilting his face up to her.  “I do wonder what else you need, rogue.  I somehow doubt a good pounding is all it is,”  She kept her gaze on him.  His hand moved to her jaw, gripping it.  The blue eyes seemed to drill into her, almost as if analyzing her.  “I can sense a fierce energy from you.  A sort of rage,”  She was silent as he held her jaw in place.  He tensed his grasp slightly, watching her reaction.  Her gaze flickered somewhat.  “We can discuss it later.  Right now, I’m hungry,”



Jude looked at him.  As he gripped her jaw, she had felt her nipples harden in excitement.  She would be loathe to admit it, but the knight was moving further and further up in her books with each passing moment.  A slow smirk formed on her lips and his hand moved from her jaw to her arm, spinning her around and leading her into the bedroom.  Forcefully he pushed her onto the bed.  She steadied herself, positioning on all fours and looking back at him.  The desire in her was feverish.  Her eyes darkened in anticipation.

He threw her a smirk, a cold, pale hand coming down on a hard slap on her ass.  She moaned, the pain localized, her skin reddening where he slapped her.   She wiggled her hips teasingly.  But he did not strip down and take her just yet.  He sat on the edge of the bed and she looked at him perplexed.  He leaned back, placing his head between her legs as she continued to watch him.

“Now, who’s dense?  I said I was hungry,” strong hands gripped her thighs and brought her down over his mouth.  Jude came off her hands, straddling his face as she gasped.  His cold lips latched onto her nether, fierce blue eyes looking up at her.  She moaned as she felt his tongue play along her folds, teasing her clit.  He kept his eyes focused up on her, watching her face contort in pleasure as he feasted on her wet quim.  She couldn’t keep her eyes off his as she moved against his face, drowning in the blissful sounds of his stifled groans and slow wet slurps.  Her moans became more frequent as she undulated slowly above him.  He pushed his tongue up, past her slit and into her warm pussy.  She gasped, eyelids fluttering.  He drank her in, tonguing her juicy cunt and forcing the pleasure onto her.



Jude clutched a breast as she began to rock against his mouth.   His eyes were intoxicating and she could feel his tongue work her so perfectly, bringing her close to release.  His gaze shot her a grin, urging her to gush on him.  Her breathing was ragged as his tongue persisted, his lips grazing against her clit.  She kept her eyes on his until the final moment.  A shrill cry fell from her lips as she felt the climax crash into her.  Her body shook in violent pleasure, her sweet pussy saturating his tongue.  Greedily he drank from her, moaning into her hot quim.  She shuddered as she felt the pleasure take her over.  The spark within her core ignited into something fierce and his tongue was eagerly lapping up the remains of it.  She slouched over slightly, panting as the afterglow crept over her pale skin.  Slowly she pulled herself off.



“I didn’t say I was finished, did I?”  He growled, pulling her back onto him, reversing her position and giving her a painful slap on the ass.  She cried out, weakened somewhat as she felt him drag her down once more.  Her eyes rolled back a she felt his tongue seek out her core yet again.  She put her weight on her hands, getting on all fours, her body still rocking in pleasure as her face came close to his trapped bulge.  She licked her lips, one hand deftly undoing his trousers and pulling him out.  He moaned into her pussy and she marveled as he grew to full size in her grasp.



She couldn’t resist the sight presented to her.  His thick cock throbbed in her hands and she placed her lips on the tip, rolling her tongue around teasingly.  He growled into her cunt, pushing his face against it and forcing his tongue deeper.  She moaned, her lips moving to the underside, latching on and suckling gently.  She felt him jerk in her grasp as her pussy stifled his moans.  Eagerly she took most of him into her mouth, savouring his taste and bringing her mouth off, only to descend once more.  She released her grip as her head bobbed hungrily on his meat, her moans choked down as she took him fully down her throat.  She could hear his groans and moans, wet against her pussy as he continued to assault her.  His hand came down on her ass once more, delivering a vicious strike.  She cried out, suffocating on his cock.  She came up and off, strings of saliva still connecting her lips to his throbbing head.   Her senses were reeling with desire and lust, her core igniting once more.  Again he growled into her quim as he suddenly pushed her off.  She looked at him puzzled, eyes heady.  She felt weak, the first release had slowly ebbed, but he was building her up to a second.  He forced her against the headboard, keeping her on her knees and placing her hands flat against the wall.  He pulled her hips back, gripping the base of his slippery cock and running it along her slit.



Jude moaned as she pushed back wantonly.  She was dying to feel him inside her.  He groaned as he positioned his cock at her entrance. Grabbing her hips he plunged deep into her, forcing his cockhead against her cervix.  She cried out, fingers dragging along the wall.  He grinned as he looked her over.  One hand moved from her hip up along her side and clutched at a hanging breast.  He pulled her back to him, his mouth next to her ear as his hips began to jut, his thick cock thrusting in and out, glistening with her juices.

“This is what you wanted, right?” he breathed, his voice ragged.  She nodded, pushing back to meet his deep thrusts as she felt his balls slap against her moist clit.



“Y-yes,” she moaned. He grinned against her ear, picking up his pace and ploughing into her with such force that her whole body shook.  He grabbed her lobe between his teeth, giving it a sharp bite and she cried out, feeling the pain mingle with the pleasure building up inside her.



“Are you going to gush all over my cock, rogue?” He said, his tongue running along her ear.  His hand moved down between her legs and started to assault her clit, rubbing urgently.  She moaned and writhed, the pleasure sweeping over her.  She could feel the tingle, the peak and she knew she would soon cum again.  “Do it,” he urged, rubbing her obstinately.  She shuddered, her body tensing for a moment and then finally she cried out, the orgasm claiming her once more.  “Fuck yes,” he breathed feverishly in her ear as he felt her pussy spasm, gripping his cock and pouring her sweet juices all over it. She milked him, crying out in ecstasy as the pleasure swept over her, consuming her completely.  His hand moved up from her clit, gripping her throat as with one swift thrust, he growled, his cock exploding deep inside her, filling her up with his seed.  His grip was tight and possessive as he continued to buck into her, draining himself fully and claiming her insides with his cum.  She moaned, eyes rolling back as his orgasm seemed to prolong her own.  Her body felt weak, spent and completely sated.  His hips slowed and stopped as he kept himself buried in her messy cunt, breathing heavily near her ear as his hand relaxed on her neck.  They remained, panting against each other for several minutes until finally, he reluctantly pulled out.  He sat back on his leg, watching her ooze his seed.  A smirk painted his face as he gave her ass another slap.  She collapsed, lying on her stomach, her head on the pillow as she felt their combined fluids saturate her thighs.



He moved up to lie next to her, eyeing her with those cold blue eyes.  He ran his hand along her still quivering form.  She turned her head to face him.

“Are you going to tell me what all that rage is about now?” His hand came up, smoothing her still damp hair. She smiled at him, her body utterly relaxed.

“Vengeance,” she simply stated.  He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I know all about vengeance,” he said, bringing his hand down to rest on the small of her back.  “Fill me in and I will help,” his eyes seemed to sparkle and she watched him, contemplating his words.  Her lips curled in a slow smirk.  She had found her way.