It was a warm evening in Booty Bay, Vexka could barely hear anything over the chatter that filled the tavern. She gazed across the table, looking intently at her mates clenched fists. “Krognor! Calm down! Enjoy a drink!” she yelled as she tossed one of the nearby mugs. He caught it effortlessly, chugging it down before returning to his seeming state of unrest, “What is wrong with you tonight, love?” she continued with a much quieter tone, some concern taking her brow.
Krognor looked up, his eyes almost seemed to be burning, “It’s been weeks since we had a good fight!” he screamed as he threw the empty mug across the room, hitting a goblin waiter in the side of the head. He fell with a thud, but almost no one in the tavern seemed to take notice.
Vexka laughed, but she felt the restlessness as well. The lethargy had left them both docile and restless, and she couldn’t even remember the last time they had grown intimate. She had planned to be with him tonight, but she did not know if it would help their built up aggression.
“Excuse me…” came a voice from behind her, and Krognor’s sudden rising from his seat was all she needed to know it was Alliance. She turned slowly to see two night elves looking down at her, arms crossed and a scowl of disapproval. She quickly climbed out of her seat to get on more even footing, “What?” she said bluntly.
The female stepped forward, “You gave that goblin a concussion. You should apologize.” she said, a sly smirk crossing her face as she looked past Vexka to her mate, his fists turning dark from how tight he was holding them. “Orcs don’t apologize.” Vexka answered sternly, getting in close to the elven woman’s face.
“My wife and I insist.” said the elven man, reaching his arm up and grabbing Vexka on the shoulder with a strong grip, pushing her threateningly. Vexka felt her blood heat up and she smiled, soon turning to her mate, “I think I know just what you need, love.”
Krognor nodded before letting out a roar and jumping over the table. He collided with the elven man as the two started furiously exchanging blows. Vexka threw out her own punch at the elven woman, but was quickly blocked, “Very well then…” the woman said as she threw a wild uppercut, nailing Vexka in the jaw. Vexka felt excitement fill her blood as she recovered and jumped forward, tackling the elven woman to the ground.
“Hey! Hey! Break it up!” came a sniveling little voice from the corner, yet the four continued the brawl, knocking over tables and chairs. By the time the bruisers showed up, it had looked as if a cyclone had engulfed the tavern, and all the other patrons were watching in amusement. “That’s enough!” the head bruiser said as he called out to the others, launching a volly of nets that engulfed the four of them.”
“It’s the prisons for you!” the bruiser yelled. “huh, the prisons were destroyed with the Cataclysm, don’t you remember?” came the voice of another. “Oh… right… well lock them in the lost and found storage room for the night, that will teach them a lesson”.
It took awhile for the bruisers to drag the two couples to the nearly empty storage room and throw them inside. Vexka stood and dusted herself off as the door slammed closed behind them. She looked around for signs of anyone else before turning to the elven woman, leaning casually on the nearby wall.
“That punch was a lucky shot, Alandra.” Vexka boasted, walking up to the elf and embracing her warmly. The two held each other tight for a time, before letting go.
“You wish…” Alandra answered with a grin, “You know next time we decide to meet, we should just get a room together. These conflicts are starting to make it difficult to travel anywhere neutral.”
Vexka laughed under her breath before turning stern, “You know that can’t happen, if anyone would find out…” she said with concern, before Alandra cut her off with a wave of her hand, “I know. I know.”
“Well at least neither of you almost had your body crushed under Krognor’s fat gut.” came the voice of the elven man, continuing with a chuckle, “Oh wait…”
“Always the comedian, Joril.” Alandra sighed, before blowing him a kiss. Vexka let out a hearty laugh as the mood turned light, “Well I think he is funny…” Krognor remained silent through most of the conversation, cracking his knuckles, before walking up and punching Joril in the shoulder, his silent way of saying thanks.
The two women nodded to each other as they walked up to the two men, unbuckling their armor as they went, Vexka looked to Joril, his slender body hiding a powerful physique. She looked to her mate, his eyes starring intently at Alandra’s own slender curves.
“Alandra, I think a trade is in order…” she said seductively, the elven woman bitting her lip as she answered, “Agreed. We can always trade back, we got the whole night after all…”
This was a bit different then the animations I did before, as I actually attempted to do full 3D mixed with some drawn in elements rather then just fully cut and pasted items. There are some areas I wish were better but overall I think the movement makes up for a lot of the problems. I am going to try this again in the future and see how well I can get it to work.
P.S This animation was banned from Rule 34 for being “seizure-inducing” so hope I didn’t cause anyone to convulse.