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“Drum Beats”

It was about dusk when it happened; the hollow exploding into a volcano of flames that spread quickly throughout the Nexus zone, forcing the heroes protecting it to take to action. Lucio dos Santos was still very new to the Nexus, and was unclear exactly how he ended up in the midst of strange heroes like the orc Thrall, or the human king Varian Wrynn, but he quickly adapted to helping them during their first battle.

“C’mon everyone! We gotta put that fire out!”

“Wait a moment, Lucio!” Wrynn exclaimed, clapping a hand down on the Brazilian’s shoulder to stop him. “This fire may not be a natural occurrence. We should take caution...”

“But the place is burning up, we’ve gotta stop it!”

“He’s right, Wrynn.” Thrall said. “Even if the Fire Lord is responsible for this mess, we are responsible for cleaning it up.”

Varian sighed and nodded at the orc. “Yes. It would seem that my dying was the easy part of this journey.”

It was only the three of them that had been brought forward to deal with the mess in the forest. Lucio had sped them up with his upbeat music blasting from his speakers, but as they approached the flames, he switched to a healing tune to aid in their efforts. Lucio skated along, coming to a stop just short of the trees, the heat and smoke were so intense that they nearly knocked him to the ground coughing. “Oh man! What’s going on? This fire seems unnaturally hot!”

“Insect! You will suffer in flame!”

A loud voice suddenly erupted from the smoke, and Lucio turned to see a gigantic swirl of flame erupt from the ground and rise high into the air. To his shock, the flame developed eyes, then arms, then a gigantic hammer, which swung right toward him. Moving, but not being intentionally show-offy, Lucio jumped back in a flip, landed on his hand and sprang from the path of the falling weapon. “What the heck is that!?” He exclaimed as he noticed Thrall and Wrynn had both arrived to either side of him.

“Ragnaros.” Thrall pointed out. “A deadly enemy from our world.”

“How is it he found his way here?”

Thrall looked at the human. “Perhaps similar to how we did; he was apparently summoned by a force opposing the one that called us.”

Wrynn appeared stand-offish. “I was not... summoned. I was murdered by that coward Gul’dan and was sent here.” He grimmaced. “Like it is some self-employed hell that I must suffer through.”

“BURN!”

Their conversation was suddenly brought to a halt by a fiery attack from their enemy, which sent a wave of flame directly toward them. He cackled as the three heroes dove in different directions to avoid it. Lucio and Thrall reunited and helped Varian to his feet. “You are a fool, Wrynn; this world is nothing like Azeroth! Here I am stronger, here, I am superior!”

“Only here, we cannot truly be killed.” Thrall shouted. “We will come back at you, Ragnaros, until you lay down defeated. Your flames snuffed out!”

“Not unless I burn your corpses and this pathetic ‘Nexus’ that calls you here!”

Raising his arms, a great wall of flame rose and began to whirl toward the group like a tornado. The heat was intense and began to push at them with enough force that their clothes began to whip wildly against it. In pain, Lucio raised his arm to better deal with the heat, his goggles were vibrating against his face now.

“Lucio! Can you heal us any better?” Thrall shouted over the roar of the fire. “We may burn just standing here!”

“I can try!” Lucio answered as he amped up the volume, providing a cooling sensation across himself and the other two.

Summoning his hammer at the same time Varian’s sword appeared in his hands, Thrall nodded to the others. “Good. Let’s go! Lucio, try to distract him long enough for us to sneak up behind.”

“Got it.”

Lucio’s skates could glide on nearly any surface; while the ground of the hollow was rough and rocky, he only had to rebalance himself a few times as he moved, and it had only become natural as he grew used to this place, but even still, the environment was unnaturally smooth some of the times, providing such a little distortion that he quickly began to glide across it as though it were second nature; or a smooth road in Numbani or something. He shot across the ground at a quick pace, leaving a streak of green light behind him as he moved. Taking his amp gun, he pointed it toward Ragnaros and shouted; “Hey! Matchstick! Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” He then fired his gun, causing a blast of sonic light to shoot at Ragnaros.

Ragnaros laughed as the burst hit him, it fluttered his fire, but for the most part went straight through him. “You fool! You think you can stop me?! I will burn you to a cinder!”

“Do it guys!” Lucio called out.

“What?! No!”

In his anger, Ragnaros may not have realized what he was doing, he swung his hammer wide, shattering a log that Lucio was about to ride on. Lucio gasped at the sudden obliteration of the obstacle and tried to back skate out of the danger when a wave of fiery energy washed across him and threw him back.

Darkness surrounded the DJ who awoke, still coughing from inhaling too much smoke and feeling the burns covering his body, he switched his tune back to its soothing, healing vibration. Cool energy surrounded him as he looked down and watched his burns begin to fade. He grunted as he slowly began to realize that he was someplace else, not the forest he had been before, but some place different than he’d seen before. It was more of a jungle than a forest, and it was dark out. Night had fallen and the air was warm, moist and heavy.

“Nnnh... what... happened?” He asked himself as he managed the strength to roll over onto his hands and knees, catching his breath before standing up. “Where am I now?”

Looking around, Lucio found it easier to move now that his burns were disappearing, but it was still harder to breathe. This environment was definitely reminiscent of his home country of Brazil, but he hadn’t been back in a while and figured he would need to readjust to it. As he examined his surroundings though, he realized that he hadn’t somehow ended up back home. He must still be in the Nexus. “Gotta find Thrall and Varian.” He said to himself. “I need to make sure they’re okay...”

Lucio’s clothes were a bit tattered, but functional as he brushed his shoulders and continued on deeper into the jungle. His shirt was ripped straight down the center and his pants were ripped across the knees and blackened from the burn of Ragnaros’ flames. “Man, I am never gonna get this to come clean.” He said to himself, but then paused as he thought he heard something. It was the sound of drums... or something like drums beating off in the distance. “He-hello? Someone there?” He spoke up a bit, but not too loudly, he didn’t want to attract any unwanted attention to himself, being alone in a place he’d never seen before.

Suddenly, the cracking of branches behind Lucio caused him to spring into action. “UAHH!” A beastly humanoid had emerged from the darkness behind the human who deftly avoided its tackle. “Get it!” He shouted as another creature lunged from the tree’s branches above Lucio.

“Hey!” Lucio sprang back fast to avoid the second pair of arms. As he landed on his hands, he did a quick spin, kicking both of his attackers back with his feet before bouncing to them and skating backwards. “Look, I don’t know what kind of party I crashed here, but I think I’m in the wrong place at the wrong time.” He drew his sonic gun and fired a blast from it. To his surprise, the beats went physically through the trolls and their bodies shimmered. “What the--?” He said aloud as the pair then vanished in flickers of light. “So I am still in the Nexus!” He realized.

“Sorta. Aye.” A deep voice echoed from behind Lucio. The human began to turn, but was restricted upon feeling something wrap around he left wrist. He looked to see that a vine had twisted itself around his wrist and tugged his arm taut. “But dis be my reality wit’in the system. Looks like a place called Stranglethorn Vale on Azeroth.”

Lucio turned his gun toward the twined vine but another came and grabbed his right wrist as well, then two more came to grab each of his ankles and one wrapped tightly around his chest. “AHH! Who are you? Why’re you doing this to me man?”

“You know who I be, little human.”

The familiar figure stepped out of a nearby brush that rather effectively hid a cave directly behind it. Lucio recognized the silver crest of hair on top of the green-skinned troll’s massive body, barely covered by a scrap of fur dangling around his crotch. The human’s eyebrows popped upward in shock as he realized. “Oh man, you’re that Zul’jin creep we fight every once in a while.” He said. “What do you want with me? How did you bring me here?”

Zul’jin chuckled lightly as he approached the bound man and tauntingly dragged the tip of his nail up the human’s chest. His grin widened, curling so that it looked like his tusks raised beyond the gape of his mouth. “You were knocked out’a the game, Lucio and inta my reality. Dis be a part of the Nexus I made to look like mah home turf. The images of me bruddas had ya fooled didn’ they?”

Zul’jin’s finger began to trace its way back down Lucio’s abdomen, making him stare nervously into the troll’s beady eyes. He let his voice resonate in a deep chuckle as his hand fell even lower when finally the human interjected; “Hey, whoa, whoa. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’m not into that.”

“A skilled fighter like you shouldn’t be lyin’ to ol’ Zul’jin.” The troll said as he firmly grabbed the man’s genitals and finding a rather impressive bulge there. “Part of ya be likin’ this a lot more than you’re lettin’ on.”

Lucio gasped a bit as Zul’jin leaned forward and slipped his wet tongue around the front of his neck, his hands exploring the slim body in his grasp. He panted and tried to resist the feeling as he pulled his arms, trying to free them from the branches that bound him to no avail. “Y-you can’t do th-this...” He said, trying to keep his voice above a whisper as the troll tore his shirt straight down the center and discarded its tattered remains like litter. Zul’jin’s hands having free reign of Lucio’s torso now, he laughed again.

“You be lettin’ dis happen.” He said darkly as the vines suddenly released Lucio’s arms and the troll shoved him roughly to the ground. “Or ya gonna be tryin’ to run?”

Lucio couldn’t think of anything to say as the troll unhitched the binding that held his loincloth in place and it fell to the ground, revealing a thick slab of flesh underneath that was already quite aroused; a heavy drip fell from the tip as he ran his thumb along the shaft and lewdly stroked it back. With a growl, Zul’jin was on top of the human again. A playful push against Lucio’s chest laid him flat on the ground as the troll looked him in the eye and the human’s heart began to pound like a drum. He felt the troll’s hand move and part the zipper of his pants, pulling the fabric open as the hand slipped in and grabbed his erection. “Uuuhhh...” He groaned. “Oh, man...”

Zul’jin smirked. “Dat be your choice den.” He said as his grip tightened and he tugged the human’s pants downward.

Lucio adjusted his legs and kicked his skates off so that they could be removed, not that Zul’jin would have given him a chance to remove them any slower, but at least he could still put them back on when they were done. Zul’jin rubbed his thumb over the surface of Lucio’s cock head, spreading his natural moisture across the tip before he leaned his head down and wrapped his mouth around it. Lucio gasped and moaned at that, biting his lower lip as Zul’jin lifted his right leg and turned his head so he could move in closer without piercing the human’s skin. The troll’s tongue was wet and slippery and quickly worked over the length of his shaft, trying his best to contain it in his mouth, sending saliva all over the dark skinned shaft. Lucio grunted a bit as the troll’s tusks were sharp and threatened with each swash of his head to impale him. Impatiently, the troll yanked up on Lucio’s ankles and dragged him closer, lifting his head in time to prevent any scarring. “E-Easy big guy! My skin is kinda fragile.”

Zul’jin grinned wildly and applied his hand to Lucio’s chest, slowly dragging his nails down the man’s abdomen and leaving behind scratches; scratches that cleared rather quickly thanks to the beat master’s still-playing track. “Issat so?” He asked playfully. “Den we betta be careful wit’ how we play. I ain’ gonna lose a mate to recklessness.”

“Mate?!” Lucio tried to object but was tugged rather violently back toward the troll.

“Ya gotta be meh mate to be willin’ to let this ol’ troll fuck ya, human.” He said as a finger slid down Lucio’s cheek then grabbed them across his chin. “An’ I ain’ about to let a willin’ man slip away. Ya ain’ so ugly as most humans, an’ your fighting style amuses me. I wanted ta fuck ya ever since I first saw ya enter the Nexus. I wanted to make ya mine...” He grinded his cock between Lucio’s legs; the thick green phalus lipped over the warm pink flesh pulled back and leaked a thick puddle of precum, easily visible on Lucio’s body. He then paused and ran a finger across his tusk. “Course, if ya don’ want ta, I ain’t gonna force ya... I like ta be rough, but I give a man only so many chances ta turn me down.” He said as he leaned back a bit, his grip loosening.

It was a sudden fit of lust that drove Lucio. He grabbed one of Zul’s dangling dreadlocks and yanked him back toward him. “No.” He said urgently as he slipped his head between the man’s tusks for a kiss.

It was a statement that needed no questioning, Zul’jin’s tongue wrapped around Lucio’s tongue, there wasn’t enough space between his tusks for a lip lock but Zul’jin grabbed Lucio’s waist and pulled their bodies together as their wet kiss lasted several seconds. Silently, Lucio saw Zul’jin reach for a pouch on his discarded belt, he pulled out a bottle of what looked like an oil of some sort and he messily popped it open. Slathering his cock in the translucent fluid he then took a residual and plunged a finger hard into Lucio’s ass.

“AHH!” Lucio cried out, but was quickly drawn back into the kiss. His legs were now so high he was amazed he wasn’t folded in half.

The lustful troll wriggled his digit in Lucio’s depths, flexing it and bending it, moving it around to help loosen the entry as Lucio feverishly stroked the troll’s cock from under his own back. The troll spread Lucio’s legs now and pressed his tip against the newly loosened ring. He punched forward rather aggressively, and Lucio nearly bit his lip off from the sudden shock. “Nnnhhh! Too tight! Too---tight!” He panted as his body adjusted. Zul’jin wasn’t slowing down though, he held his pose for a few seconds before continuing his descent until nearly his entire sex was implanted within him. Lucio’s eyes were watering, but the sting was quickly evaporating as the troll threatened to split him in two with his lustful thrusts.

Zul’jin was growling with each slam, Lucio’s legs were back almost over his head, his own member twitching, writhing, threatening to explode on him, but Lucio wanted to hold on for as long as he could. He cried out as Zul’jin straightened up, allowing his body to stretch out and his legs to fall over the troll’s shoulders. Eyeing the prize, Zul’jin began to play with Lucio’s cock now, stroking him, watching it twitch wildly in response, and with each lustful cry, Zul’jin’s grin grew somehow wider.

“Z-Zul... gonna cum... sl-slow it down!”

“An’ why would I want ta do dat?”

The simple acknowledgement was enough to send Lucio over the edge. The Brazilian made a loud cry that echoed through the area as his cock began to explode its white fluids. Zul’jin released it and like a firehose, his jizz shot everywhere. Covering his chin, splattering across the ground, coating his chest as Zul’jin ran his hands through it and grunted, thrusting visibly harder.

Suddenly, Lucio felt Zul’jin grab his ankles again and flip him over. He landed on his knees, still spurting with his cum, but as it began to die down he realized exactly how hard he still was. He panted and moaned even louder as Zul penetrated him again, this time from behind, and with a lot more force than before. Lucio put a spare hand on the trunk of the tree they were next to in order to keep from landing flat-faced into the grass under him. Zul pulled up on his waist, needfully forcing his mate into a position to receive his seed. The deeper the troll drove himself, the more Lucio felt like he was going to shoot once again. He could feel Zul’s sweat against his own as their bodies slapped together again and again. The smell was driving him wild, and Lucio couldn’t hold it back anymore.

“C-c-cumming again!”

He managed to cry it out before another load began to slap into the grass under them. The smell of his cum began to drive Zul’jin over too and the troll began to growl more fiercely and suddenly he threw himself hard into one final thrust.

“RRRRRAAAAAAUUUUGHHHH!” His voice echoed even louder, even causing several nighttime animals to begin barking and howling in response.

The flood was almost too much for the human, whose stomach churned and was briefly distended with the heft of the troll’s thick load. It began to gush from Lucio’s over-filled ass and all over his legs. Not so much dry humping ensued, where Zul’jin rapidly and almost instinctively began to fuck Lucio until his own semen would run dry.

After several minutes, Zul’jin’s worn out form collapsed onto Lucio’s and then rolled off to the side. His cock flopped out of the man’s ass and gave a few lewd pulses onto his stomach.

“Th-that... was... intense...” He panted. “Wh-what do we do now?”

“Now? Ya be goin’ back I s’ppose...”

“Going back?” Lucio asked, sitting up and wincing at the pain in his ass. “Wh-what do you mean?”

“Dis be a temporary refuge from ya battle, Lucio. But ya my mate now, an I expect ya to come to me when I call.”

Lucio paused and rested himself on Zul’jin’s muscular torso, his fingers playfully touching the troll’s still pulsing shaft. “But... do I have to go right now?”

Before Lucio could hear a response, he could hear Thrall’s voice:

“Lucio! Lucio! Wake up!”

“Wh-what?” Lucio awoke, realizing he was still in his tattered clothes and he was looking into the eyes of Thrall and Varian as though he hadn’t gone anywhere at all.

“Are you alright?” Varian asked. “You took a heavy hit from Ragnaros.”

“Have... have I been here the whole time?” He asked.

Thrall and Wrynn looked at each other. “Where else would you have been?” Thrall asked.

“I... nevermind.” Lucio said. “What happened to Ragnaros?”

“We took care of him for now.” Varian said, shouldering his blade. “But we should leave before he returns with his recruits. Can you walk?”

“Y-yeah I think so.” He said as he stood up with Thrall’s help.

“If not for your music still playing when you were knocked down, we surely would have perished to Ragnaros’ flames.” Thrall explained. “Thank you for being here, Lucio.”

Lucio smiled. “Anytime.”

As Thrall and Wrynn turned their backs to walk away, Lucio started to follow after when a sticky sensation on his hand turned his attention to it. A substance he hadn’t noticed but within his dream with Zul’jin... that was where he’d grabbed his cock, touched his seed... he licked the substance and was shocked at the sudden bitter-sweet and salty taste to his palate. “Zul...” He whispered to himself.

“I’ll always be here, waitin’ fo ya, my mate.” A voice Lucio swore came from his mind spoke to him and sent a chill down his spine.

What had he gotten himself into now?

THE END