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Two camps stood tall connected and both protected by a single palisade wall, but in spirit they were separated by a thin line of bloodlust and fear. In one camp gnolls worked side by side, drilling, sparring, building and more. The other camp contained humans doing much the same. Occasionally there would be a mix of one or the other, a human or gnoll traveling through the other race's camp with shifty eyes and stiff shoulders to join in mandated group exercises. The two camps were part of one politically driven legion meant to fight together against a common enemy, but fighting together did not engender a sense of comradery as many had hoped. As captain Aelus Vicarian of the human camp, I had already taken apart three or so fights and I had the scars to prove it. Oftentimes I would find myself leading drills with the other camp's captain only to have them end short because of petty disputes. I understood the men though, I at one point in time shared in their dislike of the gnolls and perhaps that was one of the reasons they stood by my decisions whenever I agreed to cooperate. Not long ago had we been fighting tooth and nail against the gnolls to keep our land, but now our empires stood together side by side against a stronger opponent, but that didn't mend old scars not one bit. The sheer fact that my hand still lingered nervously upon the hilt of my blade upon seeing one of those brutish beasts made it that much more difficult to admit, I had fallen deeply in love with the gnoll camp's captain.

It had been during a skirmish, a night ambush in which the enemy figured they would be able to pierce our defenses and take us out without much trouble. They overestimated themselves and the division between our forces. There were casualties yes, but only from the shock and sudden need to rouse in the middle of the night. The small raiding party had been dispatched, that was when my admiration and fatal attraction began. I had been caught unaware moving to the front of the camp to give orders, but with my eyes unadjusted and dim lighting I had been caught off guard, a lizardman bearing a hatchet to bleed me dry when a mountain of black spotted fur and muscle crashed into the scaled figure, crushing the raider with little mercy. From then on I trusted the good captain with my life and we often spoke strategy, spending nights devising new ways for the two camps to trust one another and on how to best utilize our mixed forces. How could I have prevented myself from falling in love with such a strong willed creature? Beast or not he had showed himself capable in battle and able to carry out his duty despite his own personal grudges, and much to my embarrassment and shame I had an unnatural attraction to his body. When it came down to discussing looks filled with longing and lust I gave him every so often, he responded with his own admission of personal attraction, except perhaps that he said he enjoyed how capable I was despite how soft and feeble I looked.

We had decided to keep our meetings sparse once our mutual attraction had aired out in the open between one another as to not incur too much suspicion. Our union would still be seen as too strange and though we may have had the loyalty of our men, they only saw the other race as a necessary evil, not long standing allies, friends, and possible lovers. At the very least if someone caught us we could claim ignorance and both races shared a sort of desire to look the other way when something contrarian to personal beliefs appeared.

I found myself shivering just a bit in the night air, though the cloak I wore over my lorica kept me plenty warm. Between the camps there was a small picket of guards from both races standing, taking individual count of members that crossed over. It was a necessity more for comfort than anything else. As the guards hailed me, I gave them all a curt nod, passing into the gnoll's side of the camp, ignoring the low growls of the beasts who did not consider me friend or superior. I could have bloodied their snouts and told them to shut it, but there was no sense in starting a fight at night where their vision served them much better than my own, that and pushing rank wouldn’t get them any closer to peaceful relations, not now at least.

After a short trek I found myself at the gnoll captain's tent. Brushing aside the flap I entered quietly, eyes shut as I took a steadying breath to calm the nerves that had seized upon my heart. With every visit I found myself wondering if the risk was worth it. Once I was safely inside of the tent I spoke in a dry tone, "No night guards Garresh? One would assume that you would need higher security after the last raid."

Garresh sat at his cot, no armor to protect or hide his body, only a loincloth covering the most sensitive parts, the relationship certainly seemed worth it from where I stood. His deep brown eyes gleaming in the light of an oil lamp as he growled dismissively, "Perhaps with your weakened vision at night, you could not see them. Why station them where they are expected?"

I felt a small smile touch the corners of my lips as I continued on, approaching the captain of the gnoll camp slowly, my own blue eyes glinting, trailing his body, appreciating his form, "Hm...I suppose that is true. You'll probably have archers stationed somewhere far off where they can pick off any interlopers...gnolls have capable bowmen, far more capable than anything we can provide."

The gnoll presented a hand-paw, ears flicking in amusement as he spoke in a lower tone, a dangerous and predatory edge coming with it, "We have that yes...and you humans are better at striking unseen and quickly and with spycraft." And with a gaze that had the hairs on my arms all but standing on end he added, "And seduction."

I chuckled as I took the gnoll's hand-paw, his grip tight but warm on mine as he pulled me forward, my free hand coming out to ease myself against his chest. Our eyes were level, his muzzle nearly touching my lips as he spoke still more quietly in an unexpectedly loving tone, "I missed you."

For a moment my heart stopped. I could sometimes forget how his bestial exterior could be betrayed by the emotion put into such simple words and by the passion he had invested into our relationship. Shutting my eyes I leaned in close and brushed my lips past his, his mouth opening to drag his thick tongue against my mouth, begging for entrance. I opened my mouth and shuddered as we began the kiss. Tongues interlocking, hands reaching around one another's bodies to feel and grasp quietly, the only noise the occasional crackle of the oil lamp nearby. Occasionally I felt the rumble of a growl coming from his body, signs of hunger and lust as fingers flexed against my back for a moment before they worked to remove my cloak. Garresh could be patient when need be, but he couldn’t handle that ruse for too long, and perhaps I loved to tease far too much. Rather than helping him, my hands moved to grip his wrists, preventing him from sliding the cloak off my shoulders, my lips meeting his more firmly, breath hot against his. For a moment he tried to pull his wrists from my grip, but upon me tightening my hold he paused for a moment, instead settling for letting out a low growl against my mouth. A smile touched the corner of my lips as I pulled my mouth away, our eyes meeting, mine full of mischief and his full of hunger.

Slowly I unlaced my fingers from his wrists, ducking and stepping back as he tried to grab me, his brow furrowing, his lips quivering in a motion of controlled anger. I only chuckled quietly as my hand moved to let loose the cloak that I wore, letting it drop to the floor as I worked my way out of the armor I wore, deliberately being slow in every single one of my motions. I knew that he could not do a single thing to hurry me along, lest he risked clawing and breaking apart skin and armor alike. No loincloth covered my already firm cock as I set aside my armor in a neat pile. As I teased the beast before me I could feel his gaze burning a hole in my back, my lips still curved into a small smile as I turned to face him. The patient gnoll sat there with a bulge pushing hard against his loincloth, his lips trembling as a low rumbling growl sounded off. Slowly, I made my way back to him, not making a single noise as I allowed his strong arms to coil around my waist, tugging me close to his body. Shutting my eyes I let out a comforted breath and pressed my cheek to his warm furry chest, enjoying how soft and yet firm it was, loving the heat radiating from his form. Along with the comfort and warmth I felt, there was a small pang of shame that I was about to bed with a creature that my people still considered an enemy, but that shame was washed away by his presence, by his scent sweet and salty, something like the ocean.

One of his hand-paws trailed down my back, causing me to shiver and arch just as he gripped upon my rear, my own hand reaching beneath his loincloth to grab at his thick, canine member. As I pulled and stroked gently, I thought about how strange and foreign his cock had once been, now though, now even just thinking about it being stuffed inside excited me even though I perhaps should have been repulsed. Now that the teasing was over his movements became more passionate, more demanding. Garresh pulled me onto his lap, my heart racing with excitement rather than terror as I felt him lightly press his fangs against the skin of my shoulder. He wouldn't dare bite down too hard for fear of any questions that may arise at my sudden wounding and perhaps for fear of hurting me, so instead he allowed himself the bare minimum while his hips worked to thrust to my hands. Both of his hand-paws worked to grip at my rear, feeling over them, claws grazing soft pale skin, one moving up to tug me closer, crushing me against his body. Soon enough he tired of the idle stroking of my hand, his twitching cock needing more than just my soft fingers. Firmly he took hold of my wrist, pulling it away and snorting against my neck, "We don't have all night Aelus."

I reached out to touch both of his cheeks, my mouth moving to brush over his as I spoke, "Then my love...you'll need to take charge."

Those words were enough to set a switch off in the gnoll that had his claws grazing lightly over my skin, his hand-paws working quickly to grip at my hips to bring me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist and keeping my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, he gripped at his cock, pushing the tip against my puckered hole, my body shivering in excitement, my mouth opening to let out a languid sigh as I lowered myself onto his thick cock, eyes and heart fluttering, any small speck of shame being drowned in a sea of desire.

Even though I'd already had his massive cock inside of me once or twice before, it didn't make it any easier upon first penetration. I controlled the urge to gasp and cry out as I felt the tip push past my entrance and the shaft work its way slowly inside of me. Much to Garresh's credit, he didn't try to pressure me, didn't force me to lower myself, instead he only watched with hungry eyes, his chest rising and falling slowly as I brought myself lower and lower onto his cock. A stinging heat burned through my lower body, a mixture of heavy pain sprinkled with pleasure and love as I felt his canine cock stretching me wide. Finally my puckered hole touched his bulbous knot, my eyes shutting as I let out a shaky breath. With love and concern the gnoll leaned to lick at my lips, a low whine sounding off. With a gasping chuckle I reached to stroke through the fur on his head, whispering quietly, "It's okay...I'm fine...take what you want Garresh...my love."

For a moment he paused, again to his credit, letting me adjust before his hand-paws firmly gripped upon my hips to begin bouncing me lightly upon his lap. At first he moved softly, gingerly as he worked that thick thing in and out of my tight rear. Even with that gentle motion and the pleasure soon flooding in with it, I thought I was going to be split apart. Soon enough he began thrusting a bit faster, his hips working to get himself off inside of me, his mouth moving to lay licks and soft nips upon my shoulders, shivers running up and down my spine both from those kisses and the cock pounding at my rear. Already my cock twitched and dribbled with pre-cum, my heart racing as I felt his love through the way he occasionally stopped to make sure I was okay with him going further, to see if I needed a small break, but every time I only smiled and whispered, "Take me."

Garresh thrust faster to my rear, his hips working quickly to pound into my tight rear, his mouth moving over mine now to secure my lips in a passionate and firm kiss with our tongues interlocked again. I could feel his cock grinding against my tight walls, pressing and pushing against every little sweet spot. By this point my body was coated in sweat and my arms were wrapped around the gnoll's shoulders, holding tight, strands of deep auburn hair covering my gaze as I continued moving my hips to pleasure the gnoll within me. At that same time I felt one of his strong paw-hands grip lightly upon my cock, heat enveloping my member as Garresh stroked my cock ever so softly, his knot threatening to enter my rear now with every thrust. Quietly as I could I warned with a stammer, "T-the knot."

Rather than heed my warning, the gnoll tightened his grip upon my cock, growling to my ear, shivers dancing down my spine as he continued to thrust roughly to my already abused rear. I bit down upon his shoulder, eye closed tight to keep my mouth from letting out a loud moan, my teeth far too weak to penetrate his fur. At the same time he pushed one last time to me, his knot entering my rear with a slick pop. Soon after he pushed his knot inside of my rear, I felt his twitching, throbbing cock let out a load of warmth that spread throughout my entire body. The idiot didn't pull out, but it felt too damn good. Quietly I muttered curses and spite between every little moan and whimper I gave, shame washing up upon my cheeks as a warm blush, my hands moving to grip tight upon his shoulder. With a muffled groan my own cock twitched in the grip of the gnoll, spurting out my own orgasm into his hold, my chest heaving as I pulled my mouth away to sigh and rest against the gnoll's chest. We'd be stuck like this for quite some time, "Idiot." I said quietly.

With a gentle touch he brushed at the back of my head, his chin nestled on top of my head as he answered just as quietly, "If someone steps in I can throw a dagger or something..."

I had to smile at that and found it difficult to keep myself awake, but I'd have to for when the throbbing member inside of me finally deflated, at the very least it felt good, at the same time I so wished that we could do this without the shame, and without the fear that someone would catch us. I wanted to be open about our relationship, I wanted to tell the world about our love and prove the naysayers wrong. Gnolls were monsters, but they were beautiful beasts capable of just as much love and hate as any human. Perhaps, perhaps someday they would understand, and perhaps upon the battlefield a new understanding would be forged. Garresh and I would make sure that at the very least our allied forces didn't gut each other, and for now that was all we could hope for.