A Commission for Yuki
Another angle
One last variation of the last angle requested before closing the commission.
“Come now, Koltira! You know you want it! All you have to do is give in.” She said with an alluring tone, “All you have to do is let me be your queen, to stop being so weak. Say it, and I will fuck you as long as you wish”. Koltira squirmed as she banged hard into his hips, his cock rubbing ever so close to her insides, “Never. You have shocked me, beat me, pumped me full of these vile plague toxins…” he said, keeping his face as calm as stone, “None of it works, and now you expect this seduction to succeed? You could keep this up for the rest of eternity and I would never give in.”. Sylvanas stopped for a moment, looking back at her captive with a sensual grin, “Eternity? That may be arranged.”
“Ah, how sweet it is to be back home. Did you miss me, my little Sintharia?” he taunted as he pumped hard into her, his cock biting deep. She winced, “Never call me that!” she cried, “I am Sinestra now… you will not…” Deathwing cut her off with a laugh, “Silence. I don’t really care what you call yourself.” he said as he pulled hard, causing her to cry out in pleasure and pain, “Regardless, you will do for me what we did in ages past, lay down and let me fuck you.”
“All of you, leave me… except you.” he snarled as he pointed to the form of a young orcish woman. She stopped and turned his direction, the others continuing to clear from the fortress, “What is your command, Warchief?” she asked carefully. Garrosh peered at her as he remained still, “Undress… take it all off” he commanded with authority. The young orc was quick to remove her armor, her strong body toned from years of combat. Garrosh motioned her over to him as the last section of steel fell to the floor.
As she approached, Garrosh sneered at her, “You know what I want. Do not disappoint me.” The young orc smiled as she lowered herself to her knees, her mouth watering with anticipation and her heart swelling with pride, “As you command, Warchief”.
WARNING: Lots of loading. Got a bit carried away with the angles.
“Please, stay here with me…” Vereesa begged, her body quivering with each trust of her husbands cock, her body glowing in the morning sun. Rhonin looked at her, his eyes sorrowful yet determined, “I am sorry, my love, but Jaina needs my help. Don’t worry, I will return from Theramore soon.” Vereesa leaned back, wrapping one leg around him and pulling him deeper, “I will hold you to that…”
“On a gentle summers eve, two age old lovers find themselves alone among the temples spacious walls. With only themselves and the Goddess watching on, they enjoy a romantic interlude.”
“You heroes always come up with new ways to surprise me! Here I was, compelling you to go out and spill blood on the fields of battle, without even realizing what other valuable assets you might carry!”
