Sex, of course~!

You barely make it as far as the cave, before you can't wait any longer~! As the orok's mace clatters to the ground, your own sword follows...Tossed aside like so much junk, hot white clouds of breath puffing from between your lips as you fumble with the straps of your leather armor...

You're on him in a rush; Your entire body surges forward as you tackle him, ****, wordless moans of animal need sawing from your throat! This takes him completely off guard, and you go over together...Your warm, curvy form pressed against the orok's corded one, hips undulating urgently, grinding against your humanoid lover, long, pale legs aching to straddle the gray-purple savage!

The full breasts of your hourglass figure swelled burstingly against the front of your jerkin, the pink buds nipples hard beneath the soft fabric- Harder now as you grind against each other, grappling eagerly on the cold stone floor...

The very hard shaft of the orok's erection presses up against you, now firmly at attention, as he presses his own toothy maw against your full lips, his tongue invading your mouth urgently, sliding and twining sensually as they duel~ Between the sloppy kiss, he mutters, "How many of my brothers have you killed, when they would have gladly given you this?"

A slim eyebrow rises as you consider this, giggling as you press your curvy elven form against his; "Many~ But they were all ugly," you purr, straddling him, now, your silky white panties grinding against his loincloth~ After a while, the orok laughs too, throatily, his hands encircling your waist as he lifts you, pressing you up against the stony wall of the cave~!

-You feel those thick fingers, tangling in the waistline of your panties, as they whisper down your long, coltish legs...Then gasp, as you feel something very hard and very masculine press up against you- "Yessssss~" you hiss, those strong legs rising to grip his hips as your orok lover presses himself up against you...

A powerful shift of the orog's frame, an adjustment of the angle just so even as you're raised to the perfect height, your skirt hiked up; the bulbous, blunt head of his cock drags against the weeping flesh of your open and ready sex between your thighs! Flesh caught against flesh, the soft kiss of your opening holding his erection right there, perfectly aimed. A moment- The orok holding you aloft without so much as a hint of tremble in those powerful muscles, letting it stretch out even as you tremble and writhe in anticipatory ecstasy-

-and with a smooth, sure thrust he abruptly lets you drop as he presses in, spreading you open on his cock!

"AAAAHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHHHH~!!!" You howl, your hot cries of pleasure echoing very loudly in the cave, as the orok pushes you up and against the wall, sandwiching you between cold stone and hard, muscled, hot, sweat-studded flesh!

Viewed from the outside, all that could been seen of you is the flail of your limbs, head tilted back in sheer animalistic lust as you make fuck, pliant ass held firm as the orok's own hips became a pistoning blur, each hard, juddering thrust accompanied by that curious slap as his heavy balls spank up against your flesh~!

"Hah, haann, HAAAA!" your voice rings out, your glorious body shaking from the **** of his thrusts...Your legs squeezing tight, denying even the slightest possibility of him pulling out! It's not long before your hear the orog grunt, the hot rush of his seed surging into you- "Ohhhhh, Gods, you fuck like a tiger," he groans, his grip slackening as pulse after pulse of hot orog cum surges into your pussy...

"-What is this?"

That feminine voice sounds very familiar.

Even as hot cum trickles down, pooling on the body-hot stone, you see a statesque female figure...

Lady Gwyneth, Hammer of Righteousness, glares at you both as if she could kill by indignation alone! She's a tall, leggy woman clad in full plate-mail, polished to a high brilliant sheen, her clean blond hair was cut short and straight, partially obscuring her icy blue eyes. The paladin's fingers- Sheathed in cunningly jointed fingers, grasp the handle of a wicked-looking mace, as she stares at you both in open-mouthed shock, as if unable to believe the sight before her~!

"Rutting with beasts- Does you depravity know no bounds, Kei-Lin?"