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There. Lili smiled over the table setting as she finally finished it. Every cup, every saucer, every tiny fork were all in their proper place. The delicate porcelain and crystal had been all but impossible to get out into this tiny forest clearing, and the table itself with its chairs had proven to tax her abilities with a cart, but it was all done at last. She looked at the forest on all sides, a wall of tree and silence separating the curvy little pandaren woman in her tight, colorful suit and hat from the rest of the world. Whatever new war or hellish invasion or shockingly world-shaking betrayal might be ravaging every land on Azeroth this week, this tiny little clearing with barely enough space for a single table and the sunlight to eat by was separated from it.

And yet she had barely taken her seat when birds burst from one of the trees on the edge of her sanctuary. Lili only had time to look towards the treeline before a figure stepped through. The worgen had ghost-white fur, with a bundle of black plate armor slung over one shoulder. The simple tunic and slacks he wore in the armor's stead barely even contained the musculature rippling under his fur as he paused at the edge of the clearing. He blinked in as much surprise at finding Lili's quiet escape as she had felt.

He drew no weapon, so after a moment the pandaren woman smiled and stood enough to cut and extravagant bow over her place setting.

“Welcome, stranger! I am Lili! I wasn't expecting any guests, but I'm a good host. Take a seat, share a spot of tea with me, and leave the troubles of the world behind you until you leave my party!"

The lupine features of the male studied the funny pandaren woman for a moment, then shifted to instead study the curvy pandaren woman. Lili felt heat rush through her body at the obvious shift in the well-built male's focus, but he only nodded and stepped to her table. His bundled armor was set aside, but he didn't sit in the nearest seat. He circled the table around to take the seat beside Lili, close enough she could smell the scent of the long road he had traveled to arrive. There was something else in his scent, something that made her warm, but she ignored it.

She had duties as a hostess. She couldn't get distracted.

Her hands moved like a magician's over the table, pouring tea in both of their cups.

“Don't worry, I won't ask you to talk much if you don't want to. The only questions I really need an answer to are easy, anyway."

She set his cup back before him, setting her elbow on the table and leaning against it while raising two fingers.

“First, what's your name. Second, how's the tea? You're my first guest since I got everything set up and I want to be sure my service is exceptional."

The male lifted the porcelain teacup to his lupine muzzle, not bothering to shift back to a human shape to drink. His eyes closed as he drank in surprisingly delicate sips for such a bestial maw and when he set the cup down he likewise held up two fingers. His voice was deep and rumbling with a cultured Gilnean accent. Lili could almost feel it vibrating in her nerves from so close.

“For the first, I am Jonathan or Jon. As to the second, as a born Gilnean I have had many dozens of varieties and flavors of tea from my very earliest memories and can therefore say with a good deal of certainty that your tea is, in fact, exceptional."

Lili felt a blush run her full body beneath her fur at the praise. The fact he seemed to be drinking her as much as the tea made it worse, almost visible even through her fur. He grinned at her before holding out the cup towards her.

“I would appreciate more of your service, friend. Let me drink more."

He didn't release the cup, just allowed her to pour the tea directly into it. It forced her closer, leaning halfway over his lap while working, not even in her seat any longer. The extra smell from before was harder to ignore, so she spoke instead, voice light and warm with cheer.

“What is it that brings you out here, Jon? I worked hard to make sure I was as far away from civilization as I could. Did you get lost?"

A shrug was the immediate answer.

“I got tired of the fighting. I decided to take a break from it all and just walked into the woods. I rather expected to spend a week or so alone in the trees before regaining my composure and returning to civilization."

He took a slow sip, nodding approval before continuing.

“I could hardly have imagined finding not only civilization in a truer sense than any city could represent on its own, but both the best cup of tea I've sampled in weeks and the cutest pandaren hostess I've ever laid eyes on. It must truly have been providence that brought me to wander into these precise woods."

His tongue slid from his muzzle to lap at the rim of his cup… and incidentally to brush briefly at Lili's fingers on the nearby teapot. If her blush wasn't showing through her fur, she couldn't imagine what would make it do so.

Lili stammered for a moment to try and recover from the sensation lingering on her fingers as a tingling warmth, but she wasn't any less warm when his big hands closed over hers on the teapot.

“Careful with that, it looks rather delicate. Lovely, but unlikely to withstand much pressure, however resilient the lovely woman holding it might be if put under similar pressure."

The pandaren was all but panting at the ongoing innuendo. She saw the male's nostrils flare and his grin widened. He had to be smelling her. She couldn't recall being so wet before.

He set the teapot down, then looked Lili in the eyes and tilted it. Hot tea poured across her seat for a few seconds before he set the teapot down properly.

“Terribly sorry about that, it seems I've made quite a mess of your chair."

He leaned back, gesturing to his lap. Lili's eyes bulged as she stared. His slacks were tented with the largest, most obvious bulge she had ever seen. She could practically make out the individual veins throbbing along the tapered lupine length. No ignoring the smell anymore, the scent of aroused male filled her senses. Her knees actually shook as she nodded at the obvious invitation. She started to move, then stopped as he held up a hand.

“I think we both got some of the tea on our clothes. We don't want them to stain. Let's do something about it, shall we?"

Lili could only stare in confusion, mouth hanging half-open. She gasped audibly as he tugged the strap holding his slacks up, letting them fall open. His cock sprung into the air, flicking musky preseed onto Lili's suitcoat. The pandaren jumped in place, but couldn't peel off her coat fast enough. As soon as her breasts were bared, lupine lips found them, a broad tongue slurping across the erect nubs of her nipples without even giving her a chance to catch her breath. She moaned into the air before choking off the sound, blushing heavily. Her pants were gone a moment later, a large hand gripping at her ass to pull her closer.

“Go on, Lili. Have a seat so we can continue your party. Your service is proving delightful."

She felt like she was dreaming. The male guided her over his lap. He was so big that she could actually feel the heat coming off his cock while standing, could feel it brushing against her inner thighs so close to her sex, could feel the tapered tip slip between her outer lips when she started to lower herself to sit. Her folds clenched around him even with such shallow penetration.

“Do it."

Lili couldn't help but obey. She moaned aloud as she lowered onto him, his clawed hands gripping her sides to keep her motions slow. Her knees gave out, letting him fully hold her weight as his cock started gradually spreading her wider and wider, deeper and deeper, each new inch inside her sending new shivers through her and a fresh moan into the air of the little woodland sanctuary. The pandaren was barely aware in any conscious sense when her ass came to rest against the white fur of the worgen's lap, but her body was acutely aware of it, sending a shock of pleasure through her form in a mind-breaking orgasm. She jerked in his grip, sex squeezing desperately around his shaft and along the upper edge of his knot with the spasms of her pleasure. He let her sit there, balanced atop his knot with a cock thicker than her wrist buried deep enough inside her sex to make her womb tingle even when he wasn't moving.

“M-More… More tea?"

The worgen laughed, a deep-throated sound, and bucked his hips to bounce her atop him once. She cried out as her sex struck his knot, the pressure both an exquisite promise and a subtle exertion that was nowhere close to painful enough to overcome the pleasure. He watched her shiver in bliss for a few moments, then began.

The male lifted her. She might as well be entirely weightless for how easily he pulled her up along his shaft, the raw girth of it dragging at her inner folds and nerves despite the slickness pouring from her. He didn't drop her outright this time, lowering her as deliberately as he had raised her so they could both feel every inch of his sex filling hers. He lifted again, the pull of her folds along his shaft every bit as tight of a grip as before, the little pandaren woman only able to loosen so much even for so much cockmeat. He lowered her back down to his lap and didn't hesitate to lift again. He built his pace gradually, giving the smaller female plenty of time to adjust to the intense sensations he was causing her.

It didn't help.

Every time he moved her along his cock like a living toy, she groaned aloud into the otherwise peaceful clearing. The table shook periodically when she bumped it. She didn't notice. Even when her moans didn't fill the air the lewd wet sound of her sex slurping along his shaft did, the utter difference in size making the squelch of feminine arousal impossible to miss floating on the air without louder exhalations of ecstasy to drown it out. Lili came again, shuddering. All she could do was clutch at the strong arms tirelessly moving her along that masculine length. When the pace started building, she couldn't do more than moan louder. Each new thrust of that maleness into her depths came faster, pressed harder, ground deeper inside her.

He pressed her down against his knot, her mouth falling open as the pressure built… built… A scream ripped from her throat as he tied her without so much as asking, hips bucking to grind himself in her deepest reaches until his cock flexed and erupted inside her. She felt his seed pouring into her as a slowly-building pressure, more and more of the virile male's climax stretching her womb with its viscous potency. Sharp fangs closed on her shoulder, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to hold her steady as he emptied himself into her, knot plugging her so that her belly swelled with the release.

When he finally eased back, relaxing back into his chair but still locked to her, one hand gestured to the table behind Lili.

“Pour us both another cup, will you? We'll need to keep hydrated if you want to go another few rounds."

The pandaren woman panted for breath, groaned in gravid exertion, then reached for the teapot.