A Tale of Ashen Wings - Chapter 5: Grail of Mercenaries
The blacksmith nodded and smiled. "would you... consider a place here in blackhold? i would wish for you to be in charge of this smithy..." the blacksmith proposed, but akalgan had no wish to entertain the thought, however kind it was.
The Forgemaster's Ring
The blacksmith groaned and his human seed squirted in the orc's mouth, which welcomed it as a treat. the blacksmith kept the orc skewered and licking until his meat had gone soft again.
The Blacksmith's Apprentice [COM]
The honeyed voice belonged to the master blacksmith, and owner of the place, aldus.
Peter and the Werewolf
The blacksmith moved over, crouching down, looking at the prints before he nodded. "it is heading west after all." the blacksmith said, looking up. peter moved over in silence, looking at the new prints in shock.
Crashing the Donkey ball
Before snaking his long tongue out, to lap at the fluids dripping off the base of the blacksmith's fat shaft.
[Commission] The Making of a Broodmare: Part 2 - Bound
Even by a blacksmith such as you?" "hm..."
Reforged, Part 3
"yes, blacksmith... that was the plan."
Reforged, Part 4
"you have taught your wards well then, blacksmith."
The blacksmith's temptation
"t-thank you again for teaching me, i still don't understand how the blacksmith guild did that to you, it's so awful."
Prologue - Greed of Dragons
That blacksmith is your next destination right?"
King maker... or cuckolding a King
#5 of smithy the blacksmith is hard at work for the new king...
In-between Adventures: Repairs
The hybrid was shirtless, but wearing a heavy brown blacksmith apron over his lean but muscular chest alongside a simple pair of trousers and those heavy blacksmith boots, pure black but old-looking.