Author's Notes: This story contains m/m sex. Thanks as usual to my faithful editor bikoukumori and my lady love, for turning a messy story into a polished mess. All participants in sexual activities are 18 or older. ***** "Elthas Veru'in, you have been found guilty of treason and conspiracy to destabilize the realm. There can only be one reasonable puni...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "I'm sorry about this." Jentif whispers in the Elf's ear. Larallin gives a slight nod. The big red woman was actually quite nice, and the wife of his new friend Oliver. But, like the rest of the slaves, she would do anything their monstrous master ordered. The ginger, Elf man...
Author's Note: The second installment of The Adventures of Bard, the Wandering Thief is in! Thank you for the support and comments on chapter 1. I look forward to writing more chapters, so stay tuned for more busty adventures with the thief! "Darkwood Road it is then," the thief mocked, recalling his words from three days ago. Bard did not care for the fo...
Chen Stormstout took one step after another, his beady black eyes locked on the delicious piece of Night Elven ass in front of him as she led him towards her leader. Chen was a Pandaren, a race of Panda men which hailed from Pandaria. They were a rare race in Azeroth as the Pandaren people generally kept to themselves on their island. Many didn't even believ...
Dannal Tremblestorm trembled slightly. The after-effects of porting hardly affected him as they used to in his younger days, but still they caused his flesh to break out in goose bumps and make his bones ache. He moved off to the side of the pyramid-shaped portal in Windnal woods, and sat down to meditate. Ah, sweet serenity. He closed his eyes, and...
The morning started extra early for Bartuc. He had been in an elevated mood, but it wasn't for some magical reason. It was because of his night's with his best friend. Drinking, sleeping, eating... Fucking. And all over again! As he opened his eyes, all he could see was the damp rafters from endless years of rain, snow, and evident human up-keeping. With a...
"Swords, please," the goblin snarls, thrusting a rusty metal bucket directly into my stomach. He bristles irritably, flexing every muscle in his scrawny arms. He doesn't even come up to my chest: I could snap his wiry neck with one hand. I could do without the attitude, so in response I clatter both weapons as hard as I can into bucket. Just as he starts dra...
Disclaimer: While the story is 100% mine, it all takes place in the universe of Warcraft, which belongs entirely to Blizzard Entertainment. As for the choice in characters, come on, we all find blood elves inherently cuter and more submissive than other races. And I definitely didn't want to give the pleasure of enjoying one to the Alliance, as other writers...
The two make their way to Warden Kashin's estate and once they enter they are surrounded by goblins with crossbows. The two put their hands up and were brought inside to the library where Kashin was waiting. "Take a seat," he orders. They sit and Kashin calls for Charlotte. A second later she appears with a crystal ball and the images play. "You can see the...
The water was warm and inviting, making her dark skinned breasts bob on its surface as she adjusted herself. It had seemed natural to invite the green eyed half elf into the tub with her when he asked. After all, she did work with him. It was best they got along, almost intimately even. And he was attractive, there was no denying that. But after this aft...