Midnight Tryst

Authors Note: I’ve updated Khalia’s post-transformation image (reference chapter here), making her fur look a bit less flat & more textured.

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“Mnnh...”

Pleasant dreams flutter through Krvavy’s sleeping mind. Images, memories, of her girl’s flowing together, shifting from one sweet and beautiful scene to another.

Blissful tingles spread throughout the barbarian’s body.

Adeline’s face flushes a deep crimson as her little fingers cling onto Krvavy’s larger hand. The adorable girl shifts her weight side to side, nervously swinging her wide hips back and forth as she puts her bare body on display.

Thea clings to Krvavy’s side as they sit together on the newly finished couch. Her fiancée’s hand trails down her abs, fingers brushing against the base of her stiffening shaft.

Beryl smiles warmly, lovingly, as she straddles the Drakling. Sweet juices flow down her toned thighs, leaving her caramel skin glistening in the soft sunlight.

Inanna’s bountiful breasts engulf the barbarian’s length. Pliable titflesh squishes around Krvavy’s cock, caressing and massaging each and every inhuman ridge.

Khalia’s plump lips part –

Krvavy’s eyes flutter open. The dark ceiling hangs high above her head, just barely illuminated by the dying light of the flickering fireplace.

“Mnnh~...” A soft moan rumbles deep within her chest. A faint tingle of pleasure rolls through her lethargic body.

A wet warmth slides along the length of her shaft, gliding up along its sensitive underside.

Krvavy’s elbows press into the soft moss bedding as she tiredly lifts her torso up. She blinks sluggishly, eyes adjusting to the darkness.

Her head slowly swivels back and forth, sifting through the murky gloom and instinctively searching for her girls. Beryl’s lithe body is sprawled out nearby, arms loosely holding the Drakling’s tail over top her trim belly. Adeline is off to the side, clinging tightly onto her oversized bunny plushy, all but sleeping atop it. Inanna appears to be cuddling with Thea, pressing her massive tits into the bratty girl’s back while her strong but stout arms hold onto the taller girl’s waist. Khalia is...

Khalia is lying alongside the barbarian’s legs, completely frozen and unmoving. Her amber-gold eyes almost glow in the dim light as she stares back up at her Mate. The deep shadows and clinging darkness hide her expression, but the way her gaze quickly shifts to the side shows guilt and embarrassment.

“What... are you doing...?” The Drakling weakly whispers out, stifling a yawn.

“Errgh... Mate...” The Were-Beast woman sounds uncharacteristically timid as she struggles to find her words. After a few long seconds, she seems to just give up, shoulders slumping in shame.

Krvavy blinks again. Her sleepy, unimpressed gaze drops down to her hardening cock. The flickering firelight far across the room is just bright enough to make her saliva slickened shaft glisten.

The silhouette of Khalia’s fluffy ears droop down.

“Hahhhh...” The Drakling slowly sighs. She may not be entirely awake yet, but enough of her mind is conscious to see what is happening. Her precious puppy must have gotten a bit worked up due to their hunt, but bringing that boar carcass back home left them both too tired to properly deal with those urges. This needy Greenskin must have woken up and decided to stealthily sate her lusts rather than wait until morning.

Or maybe the Orc is simply horny, without any overarching motive.

Either way, Krvavy has been roused from her slumber and won’t be able to just go back to sleep.

“Wnnnh...” A quiet, whining sound emerges past Khalia’s plump lips as she awaits the scolding she deserves.

Beryl stirs slightly as the Drakling’s tail slips from her grasp. “Mnh.” The lithe Elf rolls onto her side and curls up slightly.

Krvavy fully pushes herself up, sitting on her ankles as she looms over her naughty puppy. She gently grabs the Were-Beast’s chin, lifting Khalia’s gaze. “Shh...” Her colossal cock throbs as it rests atop the lying Orc’s face.

Khalia’s dejected mood disappears in an instant. Her shaggy tail swishes back and forth in growing excitement. She eagerly drags herself forwards, bare breasts pressing into the Drakling’s knees, and opens her mouth. Her wide tongue and four little tusks press into the underside of her Mate’s dick. Her breaths quickly grow ragged and lustful as she pants in **** need.

“Quiet.” Krvavy coolly orders, her voice barely even a whisper. “We’ll stop if any of the others so much as look like they’re going to wake up. Understand?”

Khalia quickly nods her head, rubbing her face into Krvavy’s cock.

The Drakling brushes a strand of messy black-brown hair away from her Orc’s face. “Good.”

“Mnnhhhgh...!” A guttural whine escapes past Khalia’s plump lips. Her whole body quivers with anticipation as she slowly begins to lick along her Mate’s length. Despite her excitement and the energy she clearly has, Khalia takes her time coating Krvavy’s cock with her saliva. Each lapping lick is purposeful and deliberate, aiming to leave not even a speck of skin dry and unloved.

Soft, sloppy noises fill the quiet night air.

Khalia’s paw-like hands slowly, reverently, rub up and down the Drakling’s toned thighs, padded fingers feeling the taut muscles hidden beneath black scales and pale white skin. Her four toothy tusks graze the sizable shafts sensitive underside as she plants nuzzling kisses between every few long licks.

Krvavy gently rests a hand atop her Orc’s head. Her scaled fingers glide through the Orc’s messy black-brown hair, tenderly patting and petting her precious puppy.

The Were-Beast shudders and struggles to hold back a moan. Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, its movement visible even in the dim light.

Krvavy’s hand slides downwards slightly, brushing over the short shaved fuzz that covers the side of Khalia’s head before reaching her target.

“Hhhnnnghhh~...”

A smug grin fills Krvavy’s face as she massages and caresses her puppy’s wonderfully fluffy ear. “Shhh~...” Her fingers move in smooth circling patterns as they slowly trail from base to tip. Some of the beige-brown furs covering Khalia’s animalistic ears are a little on the bristly side, but even then they are remarkably soft. Especially when compared to the rest of this Were-Beast’s shaggy fur.

“Hhaaahhhhh~...” Khalia shudders and breathily exhales. Her head sinks down towards the Drakling’s hefty sack, burying her face into those virile orbs just as she begins to breathe in. Her whole body quivers in bliss as her heightened senses are assailed by her Mate’s scent.

The barbarian bites her bottom lip as sloppy and loving kisses are plastered across her heavy balls. Her fingers gently roll over the very tip of her puppy’s bestial ear.

“Hmmnnnghhh~...” The Were-Beast’s muffled moan reverberates throughout Krvavy’s body. Her strong, paw-like hands grip tightly onto the Drakling’s thighs, clawed fingers finding purchase in the shallow grooves between the black scales.

Krvavy’s caressing strokes leisurely follow the curve of her green-skinned girl’s ear, slowly trailing down through soft and fuzzy fur.

“Mhhhn~... Mhhghnnn~...” Wet kiss after wet kiss is lavished upon Krvavy’s sack as the Orc worships the virile orbs within. “Haaahhhhh~...!” Khalia shudders and gasps out, eagerly nuzzling into her Mate’s hand as soon as it brushes along her jaw. A faint quivering shiver runs down her spine, causing her shaggy mane to stand on end.

The Drakling cups her precious puppy’s chin, gently raising Khalia’s head back up. Hot and excited breaths caress the length of her cock. Her thumb brushes over her Orc’s little tusks and full lips. That simple bit of contact draws a moan from the horny hyena. They both know what is coming next.

Khalia eagerly opens her mouth, trembling in lewd joy as her Mate’s swollen cockhead hovers right in front of her face. Those four tusks, two of Orcish origin and two from her transformation into a Were-Beast, press into the sensitive spot just beneath that turgid tip.

Krvavy’s heart flutters. Her precious puppy’s eyes gleam in the dark, gazing up at her with unrestrained devotion.

A lewd and loving kiss is left at the very tip of the Drakling’s dick, before it is engulfed in wet warmth.

Khalia’s carnivorous teeth were never particularly unpleasant. They have always provided some rather unique sensations. A thrill that only Khalia can offer. Her mouth is a deathtrap. She always had to be careful not to let her sharp fangs and pointy tusks draw even a drop blood.

Now though... Now those teeth are nothing but a treat. Krvavy’s base armour is high enough that she can enjoy the feeling of those carnivorous chompers gliding across her sensitive skin without even the slightest worry.

“Ghhn~!” Khalia’s plump lips press forwards, cresting over the flared cockhead. The swollen tip pops into her hungry mouth. Her amber-gold eyes gleam in the dark, gazing up at her Mate.

Krvavy quietly breathes out. A steady trickle of pleasure courses through her being.

The Orc advances bit by bit, moving onward at an uncharacteristically slow pace. She seems to have taken her Mate’s warning to heart, restraining her boundless enthusiasm as to not even risk waking the others up.

Another wet pop faintly echoes through the night air as the very first ridge slips into the Were-Beast’s mouth.

“Ghhhk~!” Khalia shudders in ecstasy as the girthy cockhead begins to press into her throat. Slick saliva steadily drips past the imperfect seal of her lips, coating the rest of the sizable shaft which, if she has her way, will soon be fully engulfed.

Krvavy’s fingers dance up along the harsh curve of her Orc’s stretched jaw. The wonderfully fluffy ear flicks and twitches as she brushes past it. Her palm gently presses into the side of Khalia’s head as she loosely grabs a handful of black-brown hair.

The horny hyena trembles as she is guided deeper down the Drakling’s dick.

A constricting pressure surrounds the tip of Krvavy’s cock. Each choked gasp and hungry swallow sends jolts of pleasure through her length and serve to pull it in even further.

Khalia shudders more and more as her throat is treated as nothing but a cock sleeve for her Mate. She pushes back her body’s need for air and focuses entirely on licking and sucking, on clenching and squeezing. On pleasuring the sizable shaft that is, in this moment, her whole world.

Teeth and tusks graze against the ridged rod as the Orc forces the second ridge into her mouth. A lewd tremble runs through her buff body.

The pressure around Krvavy’s cockhead grows more intense as it penetrates deeper into the Were-Beast’s throat. What was already rather tight becomes utterly cramped. Khalia’s entire airway is blocked off as her throat refuses to stretch further.

The Drakling firmly grasps onto a handful of black-brown hair, holding Khalia’s head still and halting the cock-hungry hyena’s advance. She even begins to pull the Orc back, though that is a struggle that is fought every step of the way.

Krvavy’s other hand brushes over the Were-Beast’s tense shoulder, trailing over coarse beige-brown fur and smooth green skin before making an admittedly expected discovery.

Khalia is wearing her collar.

The thick band of leather is pulled tight to her neck, barely leaving room for even a single finger between it and her flushed skin.

“Tsk.”

Bit by bit the horny hyena’s head is **** back. “Ghhhk~...!” Khalia chokes and gags as she resists to the best of her abilities. But there is little she can actually do in her mildly asphyxiated state, not without the risk of bringing harm to her Mate. And that is something which she would never even consider.

The stiff and sensitive shaft, slick with slobbery saliva, slowly pulls past the Orc’s plump lips. Those sharp teeth and pointy tusks graze across pale skin, failing to find purchase on even the semi-rigid ridges as they pop free from her mouth.

“Ghhhhhn~...” Khalia sharply sucks in air, shuddering in **** need. “Ghnhhhahhh~...” Her wide tongue frantically licks at the retreating cockhead as if trying to coax it back in. “Ghhaahhh~...” But it too leaves the warmth of her mouth.

The Drakling’s dick throbs, bobbing up and down right in front of the Orc’s face. As if it is teasing her.

“Rghhrrh–hhn!?” Khalia’s mildly resentful growl quickly shifts into a surprised gasp as her Mate’s strong hands grab her beneath the arms. Her shaggy tail thwicks back and forth excitedly as she is lifted upright. “Hhhh~!” The air is driven from her lungs as she is flipped over and roughly tossed onto the bed, her back thumping into the soft moss padding.

The Were-Beast quivers with joy. She tilts her head back and opens her mouth wide, tongue sticking out between her tusks, waiting eagerly for her Mate to shove that colossal cock back past her lips and truly begin fucking her throat.

But that doesn’t happen.

“Rgh?” Khalia voices her confusion with a grunt. Her elbows dig into the mossy bed beneath her. A strong hand presses into the center of her chest, keeping her from rising up from the prone position she was put in.

“Shh...” Krvavy coolly shushes her precious puppy, calmly nudging the Greenskin’s thighs apart.

Khalia’s amber-gold eyes go wide, gleaming in the darkness.

The weight of the Drakling’s dick rests atop the Were-Beast’s wild black-brown bush. Slowly, ever so slowly, it pulls back. The Draconic dickhead drops down, lining up perfectly with Khalia’s cock-hungry hole.

The Orc grits her teeth, resisting the near-overwhelming urge to happily howl out.

“Hahh~...” Krvavy sighs in pleasure as her cockhead presses between her Orc’s lower lips. A burning need emanates from her precious puppy’s pussy, luring her in. Slowly, the barbarian begins to thrust, pressing just a little further forwards each time.

“Hhhmmmhh~...!” Khalia presses her paw-like hands down over her whining mouth, struggling keep herself quiet. Her toned thighs wrap around her Mate’s waist, digitigrade ankles locking together above the Drakling’s tail. “Mmnhh~...!”

Krvavy’s hands sink into the moss bedding on either side of her Orc’s head.

“Nnnnhhh~...!” Khalia’s bestial legs strongly squeeze around the Drakling’s body. “Hhhnhhhh~...!” Her muffled whines ooze impatience. She want’s nothing more than for her Mate to pound her pussy and batter her womb, but Krvavy is moving so slowly...!

A wonderful wet warmth engulfs more and more of Krvavy’s cock as she gradually penetrates deeper and deeper into her puppy’s sopping slit. Soft squelching sounds accompany the Were-Beast’s whining, echoing throughout the otherwise silent bedroom.

“Nmmmnnnnnh~...!”

The Drakling lovingly gazes down at the Orc that she is looming over. Even in the dim light, what she sees is undoubtedly a beautiful sight.

Khalia looks so... ****. This wild Were-Beast woman is usually confident, brazen, and aggressive. She usually takes what she wants, one way or another. But right now she is utterly powerless. All she can do is try to keep quiet, and even that might be too much for her.

“Mnnnghhhhn~...!”

Each tortuously slow and agonizingly gentle thrust sends a jolt of pleasure through the bodies of both barbarian and Were-Beast. Khalia’s tight and constricting love tunnel clings onto Krvavy’s cock as best it can, clenching down onto the stiff shaft in a needy and lewd massage. The strong muscles in her bestial legs tense and twitch as she leverages her greater strength, preventing her Mate from pulling back while also trying to add more **** to each thrust.

The Orc’s green-skinned breasts, pressed together by her furred arms, jiggle and roll as their locked bodies softly bump together. The green-brown nipples crowning each firm mound stand tall and proud, those big and puffy areola jiggling so alluringly as they slowly dance in circles.

Seeing that, even in the near complete darkness, makes Krvavy want to stop what she is doing and bury her face in those titillating tits. To wrap her lips around those delectable nipples. To suckle and nibble on them. As if they were the finest of desserts...

Maybe... maybe Krvavy can do that later? Once she is done slowly fucking her precious puppy? That would be a wonderful way to fall back asleep...

“Mnghhhghhnnnh~!”

Khalia growls and groans behind her muffling hands. An almost frenzied gleam fills her slightly reflective amber-gold eyes. Her patience is running thin.

“Tsk.” The barbarian quietly clicks her tongue and shakes her head.

Her hyena doesn’t appreciate that dismissive gesture.

But, before Khalia can even think about doing anything, Krvavy makes her move.

“Hnnnghhhmhhhmhhnhhghhhn~!” The Were-Beast quivers and shudders, eyes rolling back in her head as the Drakling’s dick slams into the entrance to her womb in one firm stroke.

Krvavy’s big pale tits squish down into her precious puppy’s larger and rounder pair. Her forearms press into the soft moss bedding on either side of Khalia’s head, holding her steady as she lays atop the Orc’s strong body.

“Hmmghhnnnhhh~!” The green-skinned woman’s muffled moaning grows louder as Krvavy’s cock begins to piston into her depths. “Hnghhhm~!” The swollen head beats into her womb. “Hmghhh~!” Again. “Hnnnghmh~!” And “Hmmgh~!” Again. “Hmnnnhhn~!”

Wet slapping sounds echo throughout the expansive bed, not loud but not quite quiet either.

“Haahhh~...!” The Drakling blissfully sighs out. Waves of euphoria roll across her body with each forceful thrust. A part of her knows that she should probably slow down a little, as to not risk waking her other girl’s, but...

“Ghhhhnh~!” Khalia’s cock-hungry hole constricts around her Mate’s ridged rod. Slick juices squirt from her stuffed slit as ecstasy overwhelms her needy mind. The Were-Beast’s pinned body convulses beneath the barbarian, caressing and massaging the stiff shaft speared inside of her.

A haze of lust clouds Krvavy’s mind. Any thought of easing up even a little is immediately discarded. Only a sliver of rationality remains, keeping her from going all out.

“Mnhh~...! Hhaaa~...!” The Drakling’s inhuman tongue slips out past her lips. Its tapered tip pokes at her puppy’s paw-like hands, trying to find a way past the impenetrable barrier they form.

“GhnNnn~!” Khalia grits her teeth in a groaned snarl. Her plump lips are free for only a moment as she grasps at her Mate’s horns and mashes their mouths together for a frenzied kiss. “Mhhmgh~!”

The wild woman’s four tusks graze against and dig into Krvavy’s plain lips. Their saliva mixes together as their tongues – one long and ribbed, the other wide and thin – dance together without a care in the world.

The sloppy sounds of their lovemaking, their frantic rutting, grow louder as each second passes by.

Another jolt of blissful ecstasy burns through the barbarian’s being.

Khalia convulses in pleasure, her body quivering and shuddering as her orgasms blend together. Her tight love tunnel clenches down in wild undulating patterns, as if trying desperately to milk her Mate’s cock of its cum. The entrance to her womb kisses at the ridged rod’s turgid tip, trying to suck its seed inside.

Krvavy’s hefty sack clenches up against her crotch, slapping into the Orc’s firm ass with each increasingly uncontrolled thrust.

“Hnhgh?!” A shocked gasp escapes past Khalia’s unoccupied lips as she is caught completely off guard.

Without warning, Krvavy pulls herself back from her precious puppy’s embrace, breaking free from the previously inescapable leglock. Her stiff, swollen shaft throbs furiously as the cool night air caresses across the entirety of its slick length.

“Hhhnh~!” The Were-Beast can hardly make a noise as strong fingers clamp down around her leather collar, hefting her up by the neck. That rough handling only serves to heighten her pleasure, causing her amber-gold eyes to roll back slightly. “Hghaaahh~!” Even with her lust-addled mind being melted by euphoric bliss, this horny hyena knows what is expected of her.

The first rope of cum shoots from the Drakling’s dick just as her turgid cockhead forces itself past Khalia’s plump lips once more.

“Mghhkhn~!” The Orc chokes slightly as her mouth is almost immediately filled with thick seed and a pulsing pillar of flesh. “Ghhnghmhh~!” She shudders in utter ecstasy, hungrily gulping down her Mate’s virile load.

White static burns at the edges of Krvavy’s mind. She gazes down at her precious puppy, emerald eyes piercing through the darkness. The most degenerate and joyful expression that she has ever seen is plastered onto Khalia’s flushed face.

Pleasure wracks the barbarian’s body. Her oversized cock throbs as she carelessly presses more and more of it into the cock sleeve that is her Orc’s mouth.

Khalia swallows around and sucks on that stiff shaft as if her life depended on it.

A wet heat surrounds Krvavy’s cock. Tight and slick. The third spurt of creamy cum is deposited straight down the Orc’s throat. An even tighter band of constricting pressure squeezes down on Krvavy’s throbbing cockhead, travelling along her length as she forces her Draconic dick even further forwards.

The final rope of sticky seed shoots through the Drakling’s dick just as Khalia’s nose presses into her pelvis, those four little tusks digging into the base of her shaft.

Krvavy holds that position for a few long seconds, gradually pulling back as she comes to her senses.

“Ghaaahhhhn~...!” Khalia shudders and gasps for air, her hands weakly pawing at the barbarian’s thighs as she stretches her wide tongue out and mindlessly begs for more.

Ever generous, the Drakling takes pity on her precious puppy and lets the Were-Beast lovingly lick at her sloppy shaft. Lewd juices, slick saliva, and the last dribbling drops of cum are all lapped up with an equal amount of reverent enthusiasm.

By some miracle, not a single one of Krvavy’s other girl’s seem to have woken up. They hardly seem to have even stirred.

Exhaustion pulls at the barbarian’s body and mind. Both she and this horny hyena of hers have had a long day.

“Nnnh...” Khalia whines rather weakly as her Mate’s softening shaft is pulled out of her reach. But any complaints that she may have had are quickly forgotten as the Drakling’s strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back down onto the soft moss bedding.