Who a King Must Do Ch. 16

"I have an obligation to the Horde..." she looked over to Anduin who made just as pleading eyes, "...but this whole meeting will only ever reach Thalyssra's ears out of my mouth." While that wasn't quite assuring, the nightborne's exact loyalties remained unknown, it was good to hear.

"Then I hope you join me when the situation allows it," the High King said to his friend. The tauren were a strong people, both physically and in their nature magic, but they were few in numbers. Furthermore, Mulgore was in travel distance from Orgrimmar. With the Horde's current chokehold on the continent of Kalimdor, any insurrection at the current point in time would only end in swift and bloody vengeance by the Banshee Queen and her army of forsaken.

Baine nodded, "When the time comes, you will know me by your side. I do have to say though that I have... difficulties to understand how you will make a corpse your slave of lust. No matter how well preserved her body is."

"The Light may show me the way," Anduin stated, truly putting his faith in this. His path had been supported so far, so surely a solution would present itself on the way.

"That it may," Baine agreed, one of the first and few tauren to have ever wielded that holy power, even if it was only shortly. "But I will hold you in this disgusting swamp no longer. Leave, I will see to it that Talanji returns home safely... and that your exploits today shall reach the right ears."

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The way back to Stormwind went quickly. They simply went east, picked up Brann on the way (who had seen enough of titan facilities and swamps for now and opted to return with Anduin to have access to some proper cunts instead) and found the vessel that carried them to Nazmir. Once they were aboard the ship, they sailed to Kul'tiras and then took the portal back home.

Offering them food, drink and an assortment of willing slaves, Anduin easily convinced the adventurers to return with him. Although he was sure their interest lay not in the Alliance and Horde conflict, but only in the thrill of saving the world repeatedly, the High King thought it wise to have such powerful individuals on his good side.

The guards and adventurer's dissipated, now in the safety of civilized walls, to take baths and their well-earned rest. Only one of them stayed behind.

Over the course of the travel back, Aclysia had stayed always close to Anduin, but never quite stood by him. This had found its height every night, as the demon hunter was masturbating very loudly just one cabin over. As the whole ship was filled with moans at any waking second this hadn't been particularly outstanding to anyone but him.

Now, this self-forced abstinence had come to a conclusion. The white-haired woman could no longer hold back. In the corridors of Stormwind Keep, not too far away from the High King's chambers, her discipline broke.

"Anduin," she gasped his name with moaning longing, taking a quivering step towards him, his presence alone causing her lust to awaken. "Please...," she tripped inelegantly over her own feet and collapsed into Anduin's arms, her entire body flushed and radiating heat as if she was suffering from a fever. "Hrrrrr," the feeling of his arms against her scantily clad body caused her to shiver. His intense husk and powerful magic dominated her senses. Once more the cloud of green and pink escaped her, a minor succubus spell that she cast without noticing.

Anduin breathed it in without worry and immediately felt lustful warmth spread from his lungs into his blood. "Yes, Aclysia?" he asked as his cock expanded as much as his trousers allowed. "What do you want?"

"You... I need... you..." she gasped. "I needed you since... since I teased you on that mountain..." How she wished he had acted and taken her then. Her virgin loins had been inflamed by his form back then and it had only gotten worse as he had shown her that he was a man of outstanding character as well. Pride had allowed her to suppress her boiling, succubus dominated demon blood for the longest time, as long as she kept her distance.

"When we met again...," she let out a high-pitched shout when Anduin's hand pushed into the back of her leather pants and touched her perfect ass directly. In the tight space, the soft meat spilled between his aggressively groping fingers. "Oh... by the sunwell..." her whole body was sensitive. "...I could barely hold back then... But I still... still wasn't convinced that you were a person of good."

"Now you are?" Anduin asked, his hands trying to get deeper in and reach her pussy. It was not her clothing, but Aclysia's hands, attempting to push him back with the weakest of force, that made him stop.

"You went to the deepest shadow," the demon hunter stated, "and came back. There can be no further doubt." Although it looked like she had more to say, her pink lips suddenly pressed on his. Her body was slowly overtaking her mind.

They were glossy and full and they wrestled with his as he pushed back. Their tongues extended, tasting each other's sweet saliva, whirled around one another and invaded the other's mouth, causing wet sounds. More and more of the succubus magic filled Anduin's lungs. His cock was screaming to be buried inside any of her holes and his fondling of her ass grew in intensity.

Aclysia's lust caused the demon inside her to stir. The thin, almost whip-like tail of a succubus sprouted above her pillow of a heart-shaped backside, completely with a tip the shape of a spade. It wrapped around Anduin's wrist, urging him to stay, even as she pressed a series of words out between their kisses. "Please... I want to be clean... when you take my maidenhood..." A desperate plea and the reason for why she had even waited for the entire trip.

Turned on as they were, it was an almost impossible request. Everything inside their bodies desired each other. To simply let go of their conscious thoughts, for Anduin to rip the clothing off her, for her to jump on his cock and close her legs behind his waist and then, for him to fuck her relentlessly against the marble white wall. To cum again and again, ultimately collapsing onto the red carpet and then simply to continue breeding like animals in heat.

With sheer willpower, they separated from one another. Just far enough that they could walk. Anduin could only pull his left hand out of her pants, as the tail was constricted around him and wouldn't let go. As such, Aclysia had to keep herself pressed against him. Something she did more than happily, her own arm soon slung around his waist, the other twitching with a want to touch that massive bulge that extended from his pants up to the lower end of his shirt.

Unsteady steps, often interrupted by neither of them paying attention to their path, but locking their lips together again, carried them the little way on a torturous stretch. They finally did arrive in a small courtyard within the palace. "Anduin... this is not a bath..." Aclysia tried to sound scolding, but all she did sound like was needful. Her blind eyes could clearly see the massive concentration of magic before her. "A tainted being like me..."

Anduin continued walking, dragging her weak-legged body along. Towards the moon well, the very same on in which he had made his vow to enslave the female leaders of this world to unite it under himself. "Elune's light will never hurt any of my loves," he stated. Upon hearing the last word, Aclysia's only response was a strong moan.

Still in their boots, they stepped over the stones surrounding the font of magic and finally collapsed into the water and each other's arms. Warm and shallow, the pool was ideal for them to soak inside while kissing. Their patience returned for long enough for them to take of each other's clothing. In this, Anduin was, for a change, the gentler one, simply throwing each piece of wet leather away, after taking it off with the traditional means of untying the knots that kept it tight.

Aclysia, on the other hand, simply ripped off all of the pesky, soaked cloth with erratic movements. Although her blindness prevented her from enjoying the sight of the ripped king, her sense of touch enjoyed greatly sliding over his wet, musclebound form.

On the other hand, Anduin took a moment to take in her entire nudeness. There wasn't much her clothes had hidden in the first place. Despite her intense lust, her hair was as straight combed back and silky as ever, decorated with elven ears that had been shortened by no doubt unpleasant means and a pair of demonic horns. They started at the place forehead and hairline met and curved backwards in parallel to her skull. Only where they grew beyond her head, did they take a sudden turn and their tips pointed away from her.

Her skin was equally pale all-over her entire body, despite the many hours she spent in the sun. This made her eyes stand out that much more, the fel energy that pulsated from them had blackened the area around them, making it seem like she was permanently wearing wildly applied mascara in perfect measure. Aside from that, two other factors interrupted her white skin, her fresh and pink coloured lips, hard nipples and glistening pussy, partly submerged in the water, and the green marks of a demon hunter.

They curved around her body like tattoos. Swirls of greens, perfectly mirrored at belly button and spine. The manifestations of fel energy covered her shoulders, arms, chest, abdomen and even the outer side of her upper thighs. Rather than being disruptive, however, those lines were more like roads to travel with his eyes, Anduin found. From her collarbone, they wound around her firm breasts, framing their perfect cupping size in green. Her athletic muscles, the lines emphasized nicely and were her pubic hair should have been, two symmetric lines together formed something akin to a heart, only a small gap in between them.

That left her smooth crotch completely barren of any marks, almost like the world itself was begging for Anduin to leave his own there. Something that he couldn't help but think as it was in front of his mouth. Through some twists of fate, as they had fervently rubbed and explored each other's bodies, getting rid of the dirt of their travels, they had ended up with each other's sex in front of the other's mouth, Aclysia laying on top.

Now there were no more excuses, no more holding back. At the same moment, they began to orally stimulate the other. Anduin could feel his cock pulsate and practically shoot out a load of precum as the demon hunter's lips closed around his head. His own tongue was put to good use, as slurping sound echoed from between her smooth and surprisingly thick thighs.

Hands on her ass, he ate her out with beastlike fervour. Her pussy juices squirted into his mouth immediately. They much hotter than of the other girls, but tasted just as sweet. In search for more, his tongue, long and pointy, stretched deep inside. Occasionally retracting, only to tease her clit.

Although her succubus essence gave her outstanding talent, the difference in experience between the two of them became apparent almost immediately. Aclysia had trouble sucking his cock even halfway down, before she had to concede and go back up and gather breath. Her gag reflex was basically non-existent, the training she had gone through had seen to that, but her throat was still not used to being stretched like that. Even though it filled her with an odd sense of ecstasy.

Her period of recuperation soon came to an end, however, as she simply had no time to breathe at the hands of Anduin's tongue. With thought blown away at the High King's pussy eating skills, she became unable to do little more than shallowly stroke him with her hands. Her lips were occupied with moaning louder and louder as she experienced the bliss of a man's touch for the first time. A pussy perverted with demon's power and pleasured by the self at least once every day for the past ten years finally was penetrated by more than her own fingers.

It was electrifying. Masturbation barely even compared. Soon even her hands ceased to move and instead she sat up. Her round, plump ass pressed against the High King's face. If it hadn't been his willpower and strength that had already made her fall in lust and love with Anduin, surely the way he ate her out would have. It was like he was reading her like a book. Sensitive spots she herself didn't even knew she had were found by the king's tongue within moments.

And she came. By the Fel, she came again and again. Her folds were quivering and constricting around his tongue as it curved and penetrated. His lips sucking on her clit sent showers of bliss down her spine. Her toes were clenching and curving, her body slumped forwards, arms supporting it by pressing on his abs. For the first time in forever, she felt actually blind, the swirl of magic all around her made no sense whatsoever to her lust-boiled brain. She was in the embrace of Light that didn't want to destroy her, that was all she knew, everything else in her was dominated by nothing but the the tongue wiggling inside her.

Then came the absolute climax. At the same time as his tongue stretched as deep as it could, he grabbed her tail at the base with one hand and spanked her with the other. Being sexual creatures, succubi's extra limbs were sensitive like nipples and as warlocks all over Azeroth could witness, they also loved being spanked. Why else would they do it to themselves at least once a minute?

And although she had never done that to herself, now that it was Anduin's hand that slapped her ass, causing droplet of water to fly of it as it jiggled from the impact, all she felt was a trail of fire that violated her nerves. A spike of sensitivity all over, her fingers scratched over his abs and she screamed loud, louder than she had ever done at such a high pitch. All of the muscles in her lower body clenched tight, pressing her meaty thighs against Anduin's temples in a surrounding of heavenly warmth. It kept going and going, even as her voice gave out and left her nothing but quivering without a bit of air in her lungs.

Although the blonde adonis was still eating her out, by the end of that orgasm, Aclysia fell to the side and back into the water. Licking his lips clean of her lovejuices, Anduin straightened up and watched her ravaged breathing. "You haven't pleased me," he stated, grabbing his cock. It was pulsating immensely with a clear need to release, precum running down the shaft continuously.

"No...," Aclysia sounded meek, was ashamed of her failure. "I am infinitely sorry, Anduin, I want to serve you and yet..."

"Yet you only indulged yourself," he completed the sentence for her. "Do not worry, I know the punishment to make this right." His right extended and grabbed her by the horn, yanking her towards him, only to then grab the other one as well. The distance between her head and the horns was enough for his fingers to fit through and secure his grip. The way the goat-like things were segmented also fit perfectly for his hands. "Its like these are made for...THIS!" he shouted as he pulled her mouth over his cock.

The perfect handles for a rough facefucking, Anduin shoved his cock down her throat again and again while also moving her head back and forth. Her lack of experience didn't matter in this situation. Only that she kept her mouth open. She did more than that, trying to suck him off whenever he was the deepest inside her and pulled back. Shlicking sounds could be heard as well. Her lowered posture, ass up and upper body entirely dependant on Anduin's strong arms, told the High King that she was using both hands to massage her own pussy lips. A mere few seconds had passed and she was already yearning for his touch again.

Anduin let out a deep grunt as her virgin throat was bulging around his massive cock. Even though her eyes had no pupils, on a steady green glow, staring into them as her hollowed out cheeks desperately tried to get him off was blissful. Although this was meant to be her punishment, the vibrations around his cock felt more intense than her orgasmic scream had, "You were made for cocksucking, weren't you?" he asked, pulling back to let her breathe for a moment. Phlegm, precum and saliva connected his member with her lips as she coughed.

"Please facefuck me more, Anduin," was her answer. Have her throat ravaged had indeed felt even better than being eaten out and she needed to know what it felt to swallow his massive load. Her pussy was dripping with anticipation, her finger never coming to a halt. "I love it when it stretches my throat! Please, put it back in!" she opened her mouth wide and immediately had her request granted.

Both of them, as Anduin could not hold on any longer and that display had turned him on even more. He thrusted deep into her mouth and remained there for a moment, letting her tight throat push him over the edge before pulling back and filling her mouth with his hot seed. Aclysia could taste the magic. Blood elven greed and detailed perception of a demon hunter mingled to create a haze of ecstasy. Unconsciously, she greedily gulped down every spurt of hot and delicious semen as it flew into her mouth. Her tongue was milking him for more, lips a tight seal around his shaft.

Something happened with her pussy the moment she swallowed the first load. Her love juices were unloaded in a copious amount, the dripping turning into an outright shower that landed audibly in the shallow water of the moon well. Often had she tried to bring herself to squirt and now a brutal facefucking had gotten her there. She didn't question this, she had always loved to serve stronger men and Anduin was the strongest, clearly.

"A cumslut," he told her as he pulled back, much to her surprise, she didn't want to let go of his cock. Her lips stayed tightly sealed, around it as she stretched and even crawled forwards a bit, just so it would remain inside her mouth for a little bit. Despite having wrung every last bit of cum for it, she just didn't want to let go. "No, scratch that, a blowjob whore, that's what you are," he announced when he finally did get free with a loud 'pop'.

"I love the texture and the taste," Aclysia moaned in agreement, her lips still seeking out his glistening shaft. Only Anduin's arms kept her at distance, still wrapped around her horns. "I'll be your blowjob whore, I'll be whatever degrading thing you want to call me, just, please, let me suck it a bit more." Relaxing his resistance, she suddenly fell against his crotch.

His dick was stuck between her face and his abdomen. Hot breath caressed his balls for a moment before she began sucking on the heavy sack of seed. Anduin let her do as he wanted, only kept his hands in place to support her body. The demon hunter was unable to stop touching herself and the sounds of her wet pussy were the purest music to the High King's ears anyway.

"You still have so much..." she spoke between sucking noises, slathering his balls in her saliva, "...so much cum, oh Anduin, I want it to be spilled inside me, all of it." She felt them tighten under her mouth upon the admission and gleefully began sliding upwards. The entire girth of his slimy cock dragged across her messy face and she loved every second of it. Her thin tail waved slowly in delight, her long tongue tasting the underside of the king's cock on her way up. She shivered at the taste permeating her being, at how good even this little bit felt.

Then she was at the engorged tip again and smoothly wrapped her lips around. Changing her posture a little bit, with just the tip in her mouth, she made his cock point straight ahead again, making it so she only had to move forwards to suck him in deeper. Now that her throat had been nicely stretched by his wonderful abuse, she had less problems getting him all the way down.