A meeting by chance
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A meeting by chance
by Ghene
It had been months since the spires on Norrath were rebuild. Ghene, a Kerran monk of the Silent Fist order, was paid by the Qeynos guard to watch the Scaleborn Droags and to trim their numbers down so explorers and adventurers may safely make it to the floating isle of Tenebrous Tangle. The day was long but you couldn't tell by the sky. The isle of Tenebrous remained in perpetual evening cause of its orbit arround Norrath. Ghene was resting and mending his armor after dealing with another Droag scout team. The draconic kin poured out of the temples built into the hills of the isle and their numbers were ever increasing. The only hope of ever taking the isle for good would be to find their spawning chambers in the ground below and destroy the clutches of eggs.
Ghene with a sigh propped his staff on the ground and hoisted himself up. He stood tall at seven feet tall. His white fur was lined with black tiger stripes marking his clan. He was about to head back to refugee camp when a scream broke the silent air of the isle. Ghene quickly tore up the mountain to get a better look. On the other side he could see the Droag surrounding a Kerran female. She was badly outnumbered and Ghene knew if he didn't act soon she would be killed or worse...taken as a slave like so many of the paladins of the Children of Marr. Ghene hurriedly slide down the mountain to save her.
"Please don't kill me I beg of you." The female kerran pleaded to the three droag that surrounded her. The leader violently pulled his xegonate war axe from the ribs of her dwarven body guard. Her healing powers as a warden failed to protect him and they wouldn't save her for long if they chose to strike her down. In the raspy tongue the droag spoke in a heavily accented tongue. "Kill you no. One such as you can please and serve us and our young well. Then when you are no longer usefull. Then we eat you" he said as he spread his long leathery wings. His claw flung foward and tore the bindings of the terrified druids armor. With a flick of his wrist the armor and her under shit were flung over the edge of the isle. Taking the hour long plunge to mother Norrath below. She cried out to her ancestors spirits and out of fear hoping someone woudl rescue her. Her prays were answered with a muffled thump of Ghene hitting the ground.
Ghene hit the ground loud enough so the Droag would hear him and turn their attention towards him. A scowl grew across his face as the light glinted off gold tribal piercings on his face. "Just cause your decendents of the dragons who control these lands doesn't make you masters. Run now. This is your only warning" Ghene growled out in the creatures native tongue. The draog leader shrieked a war cry causing his two underlings to charge. Ghene moved fast and with purpose. Before the two scaleborn sentries could raise their weapons Ghene landed four strikes with his staff shatting their knees and the bones in their sword hand. "You had your chance" He extended his claws and focused his life energy into his claws. The air frosted around them and he raked his hand across their necks causing the wounds to ice over. The two droag fell at the same time as Ghene turned to face the leader. "I'll feed your to my brood!" he yelled as he raised his axe. Ghene flipped out of the way of the blow and sent out a flurry of throwing stars. The droag threw up a wing to block them from striking his face causing his wing to tear badly. Ghene dove high into the air and came down hard with his staff on the droag's weapon. Ghene used the impact to aim himself to land on the Droag's shin causing the bone to shatter. With a twirl of the staff he flung the axe over the edge and with hardended kick the Droag followed. Ghene spun and flung more stars this time aiming for the wings. Making sure the droag had plenty of time to think about his sins before joing the great spirit.
The female kerran sobbed into her hands as Ghene approached. Ghene removed his cloak and took her by the hand and covered her up. "Are you alright" With a sniffle she regained her composure. "I...I will be thank you" she said as she bowed before him. Ghene smiled and took her hand. "Come on lets find you something more pleasent to wear other than that old thing" She laughed briefly as they wondered back to the refugee camp.
It was night, or at least it was in Qeynos. The two Kerran sat and talked about why they were on the isle. Ghene there to help keep the peace and Merrilann, the kerran he saved, was there to document the local flora and fauna for the wood elves of the Eldaar grove. "I can't thank you enough for what you did for me back there. I know its what your paid for but I want to thank you just the same" Ghene stared at the stars and replied, "I really should thank you. This isn't the most excitign post the Guard could give me. And your the most beautiful thng I've laid eyes since I've left the grassy fields of Antonica." She smiled at that and stared at him. She couldn't help but be attracted a little to him. His training kept him lean and muscular. And the way he selflessly came to her aid where other Kerran more cruder kerran of Freeport woudl have taken advantage of her. She wanted to give him something much more than words. She unfastened the robe she wore revealing the silky white fur of her body and turned to Ghene. "Ghene, I know you might think bad of me but I really admire what you've done for me and I want to..." "Merrilann...you don't have to. I require nothing from you for what I've done" "I know and thats why I want to freely give myself to you and no one else" Before Ghene could respond she took his paw and put it on her breast so he could feel her heart race with excitement. Ghene was trained to control his emotion. But inside he was a Kerra and emotional and feral instinct was a part of him. He leaned in close and kissed her deeply.
Merrilann removed the robe and stood before Ghene completly bare. She stepped forward and helped him out of his combat garments. She ran her fingers gently across his chest and down his stomach. Stopping at the jeans she undid the buckles and took them down to the floor. She stared for a moment at his hardening sheath and furry balls before licking them from sack to tip. This eliceted groans from Ghene as his pink tip began to emerge. After each lick she would place her mouth on his sack and sheath and purr loudly causing Ghene to moan even more. Ghene's shaft quickly grew to a hard eight inches before he stopped Merrilann and her tongue. He kissed her softly on the head and then laid her down softly on the grass. He carressed her nipples and suckled on each breast for a few moments. Merrilann would purr pleasently and rub his head and muscular shoulders. Before long Ghene moved to her neather regions where her tail wisked back and forth happily. Ghene could see in twilight that she was quite wet. Her hair glistened like dew on a leaf from her moisture. Ghene moved in close taking in a deep wiff of her musk. Merrilann gasped in surpise as she felt his hot breath and tongue on her cunt. Ghene lapped up her juices and teased her clit. With a light growl she came hard and bathed his eager tongue in her juices. Ghene lifted his head and licked the moisture from his lips and whiskers. The scent of her arousal was causing him to become so hard it began to hurt.
Merrilann rolled over and arched her back as Ghene positioned himself behind her. He gripped the scruff of her neck with his mouth and slid himself into her slick and awaiting vagina. She moaned feeling his rod pierce her lips. Ghene pulled in and out forcing more and more of himself into her until finally hilting himself in her. They both braced themselves as Ghene began to pump harder and faster into her. Each thrust caused his sack to slap against her clit and each thrust brought each other more and more pleasure. Ghene carressed her chest and played with her nipples as he took in the smell of his mate. Each thrust brought him more pleasure and caused him to thrust harder and faster. Merrilann growled out as she came once more. The muscles of her cunt drove Ghene wild and he slammed into her once more and roared as he shot his hot seed into her womb. The both collapsed forward. There they laid with Ghene on Merrilann's back till Ghene's thick cock slid out of her slick hole with a wet slurp. The combined sexuall fluids filled the air with their kerran lust musk. Merrilann rolled over and slid down Ghene's waist. There she began licking their combined fluids off his rod while Ghene began cleansing her vagina. It wasn't long before they were both clean and Ghene was becoming hard again. His penis quickly grew to its full eight inches again and Merrilyn laid on her side lifting one of her legs high. Ghene moved up behind her and took her in a loving embrace as she guided his dick into her. Ghene once again began pumping her slick passage with everything he got. Each wet slurp was followed by a moan from one of the two. And before long they came together.
Leaving himself inside her they laid like that and stared at the stars. Merrilann broke the silence. "Its been years since I've lost my last tom to the sands of ro. Promise me you won't leave me and I'll be your loving life mate till the spirit calls us back" Ghene kissed the back of her neck and nuzzled her head. "Not even the gods could tear us apart" he wispared. And their they laid as they watched the Shattered moon of Luclin makes its way across the sky.