Fuu Cums on Gnoll Cock

Fuu should have been keeping herself focused. She was still amongst the enemy and she didn’t know when the situation would change from a farce of a mating ceremony into a fight. The tether to that focus was fraying with every stroke of Gruul’s hips. She could feel his cock dig deep into her and sending shocks of pleasure deep into her brain.

Fuu didn’t try to stop her moans as she gripped his shoulders and bounced. Like the cock currently buried in her cunt, his skin was cold under his fur. The smooth, cool quality drew her attention away from the pleasure quickly building in her core. The texture felt so familiar but she just couldn’t place it.

Fuu shifted slightly to get a better feel of his exposed skin. It was smooth like a stone. Before she could think more on it, her shift in position caused Gruul to slam into her at just the right angle. Fuu’s back arched as she moaned and her vision flashed white for a moment. There was a slight pause that Fuu tried to use to find her center again only for Gruul to start thrusting again, slamming into that same spot again and again.

Fuu lost her focus completely, wrapping her arms around Gruul’s neck and pulling herself to his chest. She could feel the arousal building inside her and she had to chase it. Fuu wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned back, pulling at his neck to pull him into a crouch. She slammed her hips into his, her long ponytail bounced wildly. She could feel the ash from his face stick to her sweating body but she didn’t care. All she cared about was the cock now slamming even deeper within her.

Fuu came, with a wanton wail of pleasure, her cunt trying to milk the cool cock inside her as her back bowed. Gruul leaned back, pulling her back onto his chest as he kept thrusting into her even as she came undone.

When her mind cleared enough to feel something other than the pleasure again, she could feel her fingers dig into his skin. At this new sensation, she looked at his face to see the gray stone skin under the ash turn to flesh. She remembered that sight even in her fuckdrunk state. She went to look closer only for his now very hot cock to slam into her deepest parts again. Her mind swam with the new sensations. She pressed her face into his shoulder, panting as she began rocking against the thrusts again.

She smelt something under the musk and sweat. She smelt Emmaline’s perfume, a spicy scent that always mixed well with campfire smoke.

Fuu felt something hit against the entrance of her cunt, battering against it again and again. She looked down to see his now red cock sporting a thick knot at the end of it. She looked back up his body as the Gnoll continued to fuck her, her brain trying to put the pieces together. He had a well trained body covered in scars but the obvious red of his newest scar was staring her in the face as the knot knocked at her entrance.

Fuu saw the bullet scar in his shoulder.