{"sf1_id":161916,"sf2_id":"JewoykYe","title":"Couple interupted","author":"ShaRroos","words":1484,"posted_at":"2010-07-16T07:26:00.000Z","tags":["Draenei","M/F","Oral","World of Warcraft"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/161916-couple-interupted","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/JewoykYe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8d/91/8d916da3-3c7f-4e76-995e-3253ce5c1dc6","description":"","content":"Of course all locations are copyright of there respective owners. This is just a tail of to toons in a familar game. If you can guess the game bonus points. Again if your not 18 please don't read .. not ment for your eyes yada yada yada\n\n\"We are almost there Kimmiie. You can almost get off that puny human horse.\"  \n\"Bout time Sab'Kormith, and why do you get to ride the Elekk?\"  \n\"Because you got yours killed back in the crater, that devilsaur had  \na tasty meal. Besides I would break your toy horse.\"  \nYou shift uncomfortably and resolve yourself to buy a better saddle  \nwhen you get to Honor Hold. You can tell that after twelve hours on  \nthis no-longer cute beast that your lovely blue skin is probably red.  \nSab'Kormith begins to stretch his huge arms and twist his well built  \nchest in his saddle; despite his talk you can tell he has about had it  \non his precious Elekk as well. Just as he is settling down you  \nremembered why you got this horse. From your now lower vantage point  \nyou notice Sab'Kormith forgot to tie down his deep purple robe again.  \nThis allows a wonderful view of what will sooth your aching body, or  \nat least one part of it. 'I wonder if he does that on purpose' you  \nwonder. The memory of last night in the crater begins to flood back to  \nyou.  \nAs you lay together, curled up in his sleeping bag, Sab'Kormith  \nbegins to caress your side. You reached your hove back to scratch his,  \njust as his caress reaches your soft tail. He moves away just enough  \nto kiss down your horn and begin to kiss down your neck. His hot  \nbreath wraps around your neck like the heat of high noon in Ratchet.  \nThe gentle massage of the base of your tail slowly spiraling out, with  \npowerful strokes, to the curves of your round ass forces a small gasp  \nfrom your lips. You sigh in pleasure as you reach behind you looking  \nfor your favorite toy. Expertly moving his robes out of the way you  \ncan see it was polite enough to wait for you.  \nThe slow steady panting of your mate turns to a soft growl as your  \nexploration continues. The message, now reaching your inner thigh,  \ncontinues to wet your sex as it burns for pleasure. 'Sab, first' you  \nresolve yourself as another moan escapes your lips. The rumble out of  \nSab'Kormith's huge chest melts away any doubt that you will be  \nsleeping soundly tonight, as the desire swells up inside of you. With  \na final sigh you pull away slowly giggling.  \n\"Aw, but I was just getting started.\" Sab'Kormith complains.  \n\"I know but it is my turn to play\" you rebuttal with a grin. Making  \nsure to pay attention to every ripple of muscle, you make your way, slowly, down  \nhis chest. The rumble echoing though his trunk shows little sign of  \nreservation or complaint. You pause for a moment when you reach your  \nprize, breathing softly on the head of his shaft, causing another  \ngrowl. Kissing the top of his shaft slowing working to the base all  \nthe while a light stroke makes sure Sab is not going anywhere tonight.  \nTaking the full length in a forceful sigh escapes Sab'Kormith's lips  \nas his hips thrust up to meet your thrust. You increase the tempo  \nslowly, Sab'Kormith's hips matching your pace. His breathing becomes  \nquicker, shallower.  \n\"Oh..\" another moan from Sab'Kormith's lips. \"Kimmiie, don't...\" a  \ndeep rubble reverberates though his chest. You know he is on the cusp  \nof release, a few more seconds and you get to go to sleep. 'Fuck that'  \nyou think as you pull back just before his release. Sab'Kormith's hips  \nrise, expecting your next thrust, meeting nothing but your hot breath  \nas you pull away.  \n\"Now that is just mean, I was almost finished.\" Sab'Kormith states in  \nfrustration.  \n\"I know,\" grinning evilly, \"I am not close to done with you yet.\"  \nKissing your way back up the heaving mound of blue flesh stopping  \nslowly to kiss each chin tentacle, you plan your decent onto the now  \nvery inviting toy. You can feel it pulsing between your legs; slowly  \nyou descend your sex on the throbbing rod. Moaning as you slide down  \nhis shaft Sab'Kormith begins to grind to meet you. No sooner do you  \nsit squarely flesh to flesh, with your companion deep in you does the  \nground begin to shake.  \n\"What was that?\" You say.  \n\"Hum, I don't think you want to know hun\" Slowly he lifts you off of  \nhim, clearly concerned.  \nWorried you ask again \"No, with that look on your face I am SURE I  \nwant to know.\" You pout wondering what possibly is so concerning to  \nruin your fun. Sab'Kormith begins to get up and tighten down his garbs  \nmotioning for you to do the same.  \n\"Hum, Kimmiie hun that would be something, probably wanting to eat  \nus. We need to move.\" Hurriedly he begins to pack the camp, dousing  \nthe glowing coals, and picking his and your clothes. His since of  \nurgency, never being misplaced, ushers you to do your part in clearing  \nout. You jump on your Elekk just as Sab'Kormith does the same, though  \nyour to late. A tree smashes to the ground and a monstrous beast  \nthunders though the new found whole. A mouth set with rows of teeth of  \nwhite daggers lunges out for no not only you but your Elekk, your  \ngear, and your very soul.  \nA thick branch buries itself in your chest as you are ripped off your  \nmount just as the bottomless cave of a mouth consumes the rear half of  \nyour beloved Elekk. You hear the Elekk let out a sorrowful cry as it's  \nhind quarters are removed easily. Rapidly the monster grows smaller  \nas you realize the tree branch was the arm of Sab'Kormith and he pulls  \nyou up to ride with him.  \n\"Well I guess that kills the mood.\" Sab'Kormith chuckles. Almost in  \ntears you can do nothing but burry your head against his body.  \nListening to his steady heart beat you fall asleep.\n\nAn hour or two latter on the horizon you see a gargantuan fort.  \nBetween the scorching heat, innumerous demons, and colossal worms,  \nthis can only be Honor Hold. With a quick jab you spur your horse,  \nknowing full well Sab'Kormith can not keep up on his lumbering Elekk.  \n\"Catch me if you can darling, if not I might find another suitor!\" You  \nlook behind yourself to see Sab'Kormith flicking his Elekk in a cute,  \nbut pointless fashion. 'At least he tries' you think to yourself. What  \ncalls to you is a cool bath, a tall drink, and a hot meal. All that  \nstands in your way is a few minutes of hard riding. As you burst into  \ntown your heart sinks. This haven that you have so long awaited, and  \nhave so many riding sores from is little more than a few buildings  \namong ruins. Guards are cleaning up rubble from a fallen tower, and  \nhouses are little more than piles of spent lumber. Your cool bath is  \nnow a fantasy, your tall drink is of somber substance, and your hot  \nmeal vanished all in that instant. As you are stabling your horse  \nSab'Kormith finally catches up to you. Spreading his arms and  \nstretching his legs as he frees his ass of his Elekk. Frosting your  \nhand over, you run up and punch him in the chest. Sab'Kormith recoils  \nfrom the blow.  \n\"Good news -COUGH- you remembered that trick. Bad news I did not  \nintend for you to use it on me. Some how I get the impression your'  \npissed off at me.\" He says while rubbing the now tender spot.  \nHolding back tears, \"...YES I am. You told me honor hold was a great  \nplace! This is nothing but ruins!\"  \n\"Kimmiie, hun give it a chance. It looks like hell yes, but there  \nare still MANY good things about it.\"  \n\"Oh yea, what could possibly come from here!\" The stable master backs  \naway as he tends to Sab'Kormith's mount.  \n\"For one, I know how you have been complaining that your sewing is  \ngetting boring. The best tailor in ALL of Azeroth or the Outlands  \nlives here. For second, you know that romantic dinner I have been  \nplanning? Well I can only get some of those ingredients here.\" For a  \nlong moment Sab'Kormith stares in your glistening eyes.  \n\"Quit looking at me like that its just the dust in this forsaken  \nplace.\" You say as you wipe your eyes. \"Well if this is so great,  \nwhere is this super tailor?\"  \n\"Her name is Hama and I am SURE you will love her.\" Sab'Kormith takes  \nyour arm and leads you to one of the few building still standing.  \n\"This my darling Kimmie is Honor Hold!\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}