A Talkative Gnoll

Liv approached the Gnoll with her gun at the ready. It still hadn’t moved but she couldn’t be too careful. She kicked the corpse but got no response. After a moment, she moved around the body to figure out what it was dragging. It was a deer with the hunting spear still stuck in its side. Was it hunting for the Den? Why would it come talk to us then?

“What was he dragging?” Becky wasn’t even looking in Liv’s direction but she must have heard her stop moving.

Liv turned to the other two, moving the rifle down from her shoulder. “It’s a de-“ The Gnoll kicked her legs out from under her. Liv spun as she tumbled into the tall grass, trying to get a shot on her attacker. The Gnoll turned with her using his momentum to slam her into the ground. Her gun rolled out of her hands as the Gnoll pinned her arms down with his knees. Liv could feel herself be pressed into the soft dirt under the weight. She flailed her legs to try to dislodge him but the Gnoll was too heavy. The Gnolls left arm was dangling down near her face, dripping blood around her head. Her shot had gone wide and disabled the Gnoll’s arm but didn’t come close to killing it.

The Gnoll’s gravelly voice answered Becky’s question. “I brought a deer as a peace offering. I guess I should have tossed it in first.” The arm wasn’t the only thing swinging near her face. His cock, even soft, was thicker than any human she had been with. As she struggled, she noticed it twitch and begin to harden. She stopped moving and elected to yell at the thing instead. “Get the fuck off me!”

The beast cackled. “And let you get another shot with this fancy crossbow? I don’t think so.” He reached over with his one good hand, laying his semi-hard cock across Liv’s face as he picked up the rifle.

“Don’t touch that you albino fuck!” Her anger was lessened by her pressing her own face into the dirt to not have her lips touch his cock. She could feel the warmth against her face, pulsing with his surprisingly calm heart beat.

Returning to his original position allowed Liv to move her head again. She could hear Becky and Emmaline approach, but they had stopped too far away. Liv knew Emmaline could start a fight in a second if she wanted to. Liv knew that she was safe, not that she would ever tell the dancer that. Becky was the first to speak. “What do you mean by ‘Peace Offering’?”

Liv shifted slightly to call out to Becky. “Really? We aren’t starting with ‘get off my teammate’? What the fuck Becky?”

Becky’s sputtering was consumed by the Gnoll cackle. The pale beast turned his head down to regard Liv. “They don’t know what I am willing to do to you before they reach me. You should be happy they care for you so much.”

Liv snarled. “Fuck you!” She was embarrassed but she tried not to move too much. She could see that the more she struggled, the more his cock hardened.

The Gnoll cackled and turned back to Becky as if there had been no interruption. “Yes. A peace offering. I want an alliance.”

Becky sounded skeptical. “An alliance suggests we have similar goals.”

The Gnoll smiled with far too many teeth. “We do. I want that filthy enchanter dead even more than you do.”

Liv scoffed but didn’t speak as the cock hanging over her face twitched. The thick, red spear looming dangerously over her dripped a bead of precum onto her face. She groaned in disgust, not being able to even wipe it off in her current state. Almost immediately, she felt something else. Heat went to her core as she took a deep breath of the musk leaking out of the cock above her. There was something dangerous about his cum. She watched another bead of white form at the tip and her whole body tensed. She couldn’t tell if it was anticipation or fear but she knew that longer she stayed, the worse it would get.