Special Delivery 10
After hearing of Anicetus's traumatic past, Tik Tik has a suggestion to give him what he wants.
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Shuddering, Godara closes her eyes, pushing against the ground, letting go of her ass, using her strength to keep herself upright. “Fuck!” she shouts. “You’d crush a lesser woman than I!”
“Of that, I have no doubt,” Anicetus muses, minding the elders’ warnings regarding the coupling of bipeds but linking himself up to Godara’s body regardless.
He grits his teeth, his hands grabbing onto her shoulders so as not to dangle, as he pulls her in closer, he pushes his hips slowly towards her, squishing that massive head against her slick folds, wriggling back and forth as he forces himself, squishes himself into her.
The flared tip of the head keeps it from entering, as if nature itself has decided that such couplings were a bad idea. That, or it is a precaution put in by the gods. But really, what is the difference?”
He resolves to add force to make it through this barrier, and he thrusts, pushing that thing into her quite deep, spreading her out.
The orc coughs under him, her eyes widening, spit flying out of her open maw. She grips the ground, her body shaking, pleasure and pain intermingle at the invasion of her body. It is one she asked for, but one that her form screams at her is unwelcome—dangerous.
It’s too bad that she openly invites danger.
“Kuh… keep going!” she groans in a strained voice, yet he only hears the words, not the intonation, and so he pulls back and thrusts again, that slick warmth, so tight around his shaft is beautiful. It’s brilliant. It’s satisfying!
He continues holding onto her, keeping her from escaping. She is his as he pounds away at her, huffing and closing his eyes, keeping his focus on the action between his legs, the sensations of her twitching and convulsing beneath him.
Meanwhile, her gasps are louder and louder, higher and higher. Moans become screams become whimpers, but she doesn’t tell him to stop. Her cries are inaudible underneath his massive weight, her body seemingly so deep under his impressive length. It is the perfect hole for a centaur. Perhaps peace with these orcs will be quite the option indeed.
With a loud and triumphant groan, he climaxes, filling her up. Could a centaur and an orc make children? That is something these two nomadic people may never figure out together, but soon he pulls out, his cock dripping wet with her fluids. He pulls back and stands tall, letting go of her.
And she flops onto the ground unceremoniously. She’s quiet, that thud echoing through his mind.
Anicetus leaps in front of her and gets down on his knees, reaching down with humanoid hands to pick her up by the cheeks. Her eyes are closed, her head flopping over in limp unconsciousness, her body oozing out that payload of cum.
“N… no…” he breathes, shaking her face. “Wake up. You must!”
* * *
Tik Tik listens, her legs crossed, her scales glowing in the firelight. The kobold lowers her head, taking a deep breath. “So… was she…?” she asks, letting him figure out the last words that come to her mouth.
Anicetus shakes his head. “She was right about orcs being made of tougher stuff. I stayed with her while she lay there, unconscious, bleeding by my hand, but alive enough that when the rest of her party crested the hill looking for her, they were able to treat her. I never did see her again after that, so I do not know, but they did not carry her off as dead.”
A rueful smile wisps over his face. “In fact, they cheered her for her bravery and stupidity.”
Tik Tik ponders, but then she nods, standing up. “Well, if we want to have unharnessed fun, we need to work smarter, not harder!”
Anicetus snorts at Tik Tik’s suggestion. “You wish to spend our time resting in experimentation in the matters of carnal delights? Surely, you haven’t forgotten the toll the journey takes on both of us.”
“Tik Tik hasn’t heard Anicetus say ‘no,’ the kobold says, fluttering her eyes in response to the centaur.
“Of course, I haven’t said ‘no.’ I am just reminding you how irresponsible it is. Should we attempt it, it would delay our travels.”
“We made plenty of good time today, despite hitting a roadblock,” says Tik Tik, swishing her tail back and forth.
“And your story made me ready to go again.”
“What a strange woman you are,” says Anicetus, picking himself up. “So, what do you propose we do that will make unburdened sex a possibility?”
“So formal,” the kobold giggles. But she stands up before him, snapping her fingers. Drawing throughout the air, ethereal ropes emerge where her finger points, her looping motions making a long and beautiful display for a moment before the bindings all fall to the ground in a pile.
“I thought you weren’t going to need restraints,” Anicetus says, incredulously kicking at the pile before him.
“Oh, yes,” responds the wizard, lifting the bindings up with a wave of her hand. “The riding harness is forever. Can’t expect someone to hold on so easily while getting brains fucked out. These ties are not for all time. They are for training.”
“Training? How?” Anicetus asks, reaching out and grabbing the rope before him.
“From what Tik Tik can tell from your story, Anicetus has trouble holding back. So, if Tik Tik can control ropes and hold Anicetus back, then Ani can learn what it feels like to fuck a woman without hurting her.”
“That sounds ridiculous. You just want to tie me up.”
She shrugs at that. “Well, it is only fair, isn’t it? Plus, you really want to thrust into me, don’t you? Want to stretch me out like before, but with nothing in the way of your thrusting, yes?” Her smile melts into a sly smirk, her eyes fluttering with a coquettish entrancement.