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As I took in every one of the Orc’s scents, I found something new. His beard exuded a delicate blend of flowery essential oils, sweat, and incense. I could feel each individual hair brushing against my face as we kissed, as his powerful verdant arms wrapped around me.
“This… This isn’t what I expected.” Thorenor said, breaking away from our embrace and catching his breath. “I’m… I’m not against it… I…”
Leaning against a nearby wall of the carriage, I couldn’t help but smile. I was way more winded than I realized, and I could feel my cock impatiently pressing against my pants and waiting for me to go in for round two. “Well, I’m… I’m thoroughly enjoying myself.” I responded, catching my breath. Thorenor gave a nervous laugh, wringing his hands and looking around the small cart, his sharp eyes lingering and eventually moving back to mine.
“…I wanted to say, before I left again, that… I really like you Lirien. I was always too scared to admit it, but I knew I had to do something…”
As I listened, my face felt hot- I couldn’t bear to look into his eyes. What words could I possibly find?
He continued. “Once I depart from the village, I won’t come back until next season. I’ve been offered a mentorship at the Assembly of Scribes. I’m the first of my kind. And… I don’t know if I’ll have time to resume this work afterwards.”
My stomach sank as the carriage’s unstable floor felt like it was crumbling. The idea of not seeing Thorenor until, maybe, next year… Did I get too comfortable? Should I have said something to him sooner? My mouth fell dry, body cold as my mind tried to shape words to do something, anything, that wasn’t him gone.
“I like you too, Thorenor. I didn’t know… I didn’t think you’d be interested in someone like me.” The words ran dry, leaving me back to looking at the floor. Thorenor grinned, coming closer and embracing me. The familiar scent of incense returned, now even more inviting and comforting. I could feel his heart beating just as fast as mine as I rested myself against him. I’d never felt so safe, so warm before.
“For now, I just want this. I just want… you.” The Orc said in a whisper. I could feel a throb against my thigh, realizing that he was just as hard as I was, pushing himself against me as we entangled.
Thorenor quickly adjusted himself, getting on all fours, with his face planted to the floor of the cart. With his pants lowered and eventually cast off, I could see more than I possibly ever imagined - His large, round green ass waited expectantly for my attention as it spread for me in the cart’s gloom. The Orc’s breath quickened as I got closer, grabbing the cheeks from the outside and working my way in, massaging every muscle as I dared myself closer to the center. His warm skin provided relief from the cold I had been struggling against, and as I reached closer to my goal, Thorenor shuddered, planting his rump even further outward for me, every tendon in his thick body tensing.
I was sitting on my knees now, just a few inches above his ass, as it continued to plead for attention. Keeping a grip on his thighs, I moved him into position, allowing myself to let warm spit dribble from my mouth and land directly on his hole. The reaction was instant - the Orc’s gentle whimpers becoming full, desperate wails as I continued to lube him up as much as possible.
“Pl-Please…” Thorenor pleaded. In the cart’s shadow, I could see his cock was at full attention under him, dripping precum to the ground with nowhere to go. With a scream escaping his lips, I gathered a handful, tightly gripping his shaft and coating my hand with its wetness. With my fingers prepared, I pressed at his entrance, a mix of my spit and his slick allowing me to push myself against his ring.
“B-By the g-gods…” The Orc gasped, his instincts fighting the intrusion but his lust gleefully accepting it. I soon enough found my way inside, starting with one finger before adding a second. Thorenor’s desperation was worsening with each digit, his arms struggling to keep him upright as I probed inside. The throbbing sensation in my cock was so intense that I thought I might faint. I needed this ass. I needed him more than I ever thought I could.
“Are you ready, Thorenor?” I whispered, my heart beating out of my chest. I placed my cock against his entrance, my precum now mixing with the concoction lubricating him as I ground myself between his ass cheeks. He was so warm, so perfect. The Orc said nothing, nodding his head and with a free hand stroking himself.
Getting up into a crouch, I lined myself up against his entrance, pressing myself against his ring again, causing both of us to moan and writhe as we fought against the pressure. With a smooth motion, his muscles gave way, my cock delving into his tight orc hole and making both of us gasp from the shock. I pushed my length further inside, feeling the tightness of Thorenor’s warmth enveloping me. The sound of our heavy breathing filled the air as we both paused, relishing the intense sensation. The pressure and warmth were incredible, and it took everything to not erupt inside of him right then and there.
“Lirien…. Lirien… By the gods… Oh…Please….” Thorenor pleaded, praying as his strokes became more and more manic. My fingers dug into his plump hips, retracting myself slowly and then back in again, every muscle in his beefy orcish bowels pressing against every curve of my cock. A hush fell upon us as I worked faster, leaving only the audible sensations of skin against skin, deep desperate breaths, and the sensuous slippery sounds of our fucking resonating in the darkness…
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