Be Kind To Those Less Fortunate 12
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Some rights reserved. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 License. Summary: A draenei paladin travelling through Northrend comes across a tauren shaman in trouble with the scourge. Author's note: This is it, the final part. This story contains full on smut, so those of you who have problems with same-sex pairings, or with smut in general, go away now, there's nothing for you here. If you have the strength of will to continue, be my guest and read on. You will notice that I have left this story open to continuation. That will only happen if I feel like writing more. If anyone would like to take up the challenge of continuing, I'd be more than happy to collab with you or sign off on your ideas. -- Be Kind To Those Less Fortunate 12 -- Light. The rays of the sun streamed through the window and touched upon the face of the bull as he slept soundly. Wrapped around his back were the thick arms of a draenei, his light blue face nestled in the tauren's dark chest fur. Stronghoof was awakened by the light that shone on his eyes. He blinked rapidly to become accustomed to the brightness. He felt the warmth of his mate's body against his, and tilted his head down. Anarchei's eyes were closed, still asleep. He tightened his grip around the smaller being, his arms wrapped securely around the one person he loved most. All the unhappy moments of the past vanished from thought when they were together. If he could, he would never let the draenei go, this moment being too pleasant to ever end. It was not to be however. Anarchei was roused by the pressure of the embrace, and a warmth greater than that of the morning sun. His blue eyes opened slowly and saw nothing but fur. He raised his gaze upward and caught sight of Stronghoof's eyes as they looked down on him. Without a word between them, they leaned in toward each other and parted their lips, their tongues met, and they kissed. It was a short lived moment, both were still half asleep. "Good morning," Anarchei said with a smile after their lips separated. "Morning," Stronghoof rumbled softly, his muzzle also graced with a smile. "Sleep well?" "Best sleep I've ever had," the draenei replied, then grimaced. "But I think my arm has gone to sleep." "Oh, sorry," the tauren apologised and shifted to let his mate withdraw the arm he had rested his weight on all night. "I guess we could have chosen a better way to sleep." "It's not a problem," Anarchei said as he gave his arm a shake, while his other arm stroked Stronghoof's side in reassurance. "But yeah, next time we can try something else." They laid there for several more moments, each enjoyed the other's company far too much to want to get out of bed. Stronghoof kept his arms around his mate. Occasionally he rubbed Anarchei's back, his soft furry hands a strange feeling to the draenei, but one that he found most enjoyable. Anarchei brought his own hand up to feel along the furry chest of the tauren, the enormous pectorals hard under his touch, while the bull's three-fingered hands traced along the lines of muscle on his mate's back, smooth skin an alien feeling to the shu'halo but a feeling he couldn't help being aroused by. Their legs shifted occasionally, their massive muscles hard as they brushed against each other. Behind them, their tails twitched in sync with their pleasured movements. After they spent their few moments alone in bed together to explore each other, Stronghoof halted his movements, which caused Anarchei to do so in turn. "Something wrong?" the draenei paladin asked as he looked into the eyes of the one he loved more than any other. "Nothing's wrong," the tauren responded with a look that matched his mate's. "I just wanted to say how much I love you." "I love you too," Anarchei replied as he brought his hand up to stroke Stronghoof's muzzle. "I know," the shu'halo sighed contentedly as he brought his own hand up to nuzzle the draenei's cheek. "It's just so strange how we fell for each other." "Hmm," was all Anarchei could mutter as he pressed into the soft fur of the hand on his cheek, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. After a moment of enjoyment, he opened his eyes and looked up at his mate. "What's so strange about it?" "Well," Stronghoof began. "For starters, we come from such different cultures. Secondly, we are both different species. You're draenei, while I'm shu'halo. Then there's the fact that, even though we don't belong to them, our races belong to opposing factions that spend most of their time fighting each other." "Those are good points," the draenei replied with a smile as he shifted on the bed to get more comfortable. "But what about our similarities? We are both males who are attracted to other males. We are both paladins. And, we both have had difficult lives, which despite all the challenges, we have managed to overcome those struggles and find each other. I think what makes us similar is what brought us together. What makes us different is just something we can either work on, or adapt to." "You are so smart," the tauren said with smile, a smile that grew when he noticed that his mate had blushed at his compliment. "And very cute." With that they shared a deep passionate kiss, their tongues entwined, while their bodies became a tangle of limbs and tails. They rolled about on the bed as they kissed, the draenei moaned while the tauren lowed. Eventually they needed to separate, both in need of air. At some point they had forgot to breathe, so deep was their passion for each other. As they both gasped for breath, they realised that they had become aroused, their shafts crushed together by their closeness. They stared deeply into each other's eyes. Anarchei at that moment lay on top of the large bull, feelings of lust and desire mixed with passion and love drove him to the conclusion he sought. "Stronghoof?" the draenei asked after they had both caught their breath. "Yeah?" the bull replied, his arousal pressed against his mate's when he shifted slightly, which caused him to groan in pleasure. "Do you think it's time we took our relationship to the next level?" Anarchei said with a moan. "I'm ready if you are," Stronghoof affirmed, his arms wrapped tightly around the draenei's waist. "You sure?" the draenei asked again, a look of concern for his mate clearly visible on his face. "It's not too soon?" "It's okay," the tauren responded with confidence. "I want this. I want this more than anything. It will mean that we will be mated for life, and being mated with you is all that matters right now." "I want this too," Anarchei said gently. "I want this to be special. Every time we have come close to being mated properly, we have been interrupted. But each time it had been impulsive. This time we are going to do things right." "This time it feels right," Stronghoof replied in a soft voice. "But I don't know where to begin. It's been so long since I've done anything like this." "It may surprise you to hear this," Anarchei said with some reluctance. "But before I met you I have never been with someone in a sexual way." "You're kidding?" the bull asked with his mouth agape slightly, a little shocked. "You mean you are a virgin?" The draenei nodded, a little ashamed at his revelation to the tauren. His shame was short lived however, when the shu'halo gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "While I can't believe that a sexy guy like you has never been with someone before," Stronghoof began. "I think it's hot. This is going to be really special." "You really think so?" "I know so." They kissed again, but parted lips after a short moment. Stronghoof gently flipped Anarchei over and leaned back until he rested on his knees. He looked down on the draenei before him. He was muscled all over his body, hardly any fat at all. His blue skin was hairless and smooth, his tail lay between his splayed digigrade legs, occasionally it flicked from side to side in excitement. What got his attention the most was the hard shaft that was the draenei's cock. It wasn't as long as his own, nor as thick, but it got him excited nonetheless. "You are so beautiful," the tauren breathed out. The draenei looked up at the huge creature that towered above him, all covered in dark brown fur and huge muscles. The pink flesh of the tauren's cock stood up tall and proud, much larger than his own, and below which hung the bull's large sack filled with his mate's seed. Stronghoof might think he was beautiful, but to Anarchei, his mate couldn't be described with words. "I'd say the same to you, but I don't think a word exists to describe what I see." The bull was at a loss for what to say, so he instead lowered himself until his muzzle came into contact with the draenei's left nipple. He gave it a tentative lick and got a loud moan in response. He took this as a nudge to continue, and began to lather his mate's body with his tongue. After one nipple was hard and erect, he shifted to the other, all the while Anarchei groaned at the attention. He had never felt such pleasure in his life, all he could do was clutch the sheets in his hands. Done with the chest, Stronghoof shifted his gaze lower and licked along the grooves of the draenei's abdomen. His chin bumped against the tip of the hard shaft. The tauren's long wide tongue extended and swiped along the length of the draenei's cock. This action produced the greatest response from Anarchei. He moaned loudly and arched his back, his thick tail flicked in pleasure, as the tip of his shaft began to leak clear fluid. Stronghoof licked this up, unsure how to describe the taste, but he desired more. He took the head of the cock into his muzzle, and easily took the whole thing in at once. If the draenei had been in immense pleasure before, now he was about to go over the edge. He grabbed hold of the tauren's black horns as the bull worked up and down his shaft. He was so close to release, he could feel the pressure build up in his balls, and his breath was laboured. Then, all of a sudden, Stronghoof pulled himself off the draenei's cock. "Why'd you stop?" Anarchei asked between breaths. "Because you were getting close," the tauren explained as he shifted himself around so that his large bull cock now pointed at the draenei's face. "And I wanted to try something." Unsure if he would be able to take the large shaft above him, Anarchei started out slowly. He gave the head a lick, the earthy taste one he did not expect. He hungrily took the tip into his mouth, the size enough to stretch his lips to their limit, but he didn't care. He took in as much of the bull's cock as he could, careful not to touch it with his sharp fangs, but eventually it bumped into the entrance of his throat. As he did this, the tauren took the draenei's cock back into his muzzle. Both moaned at the combined pleasure. As they bounced up and down on each other's lengths, Stronghoof began to feel up Anarchei's sack. This brought about more groans of pleasure from the draenei, who did the same in turn to the tauren, and received a muffled low in response. The feelings doubled whenever either of them made a sound, the vibrations on their shafts sent waves of pleasure through their bodies. Stronghoof then shifted his hand lower to the draenei's tailhole, the entrance located at the base of his tail. He prodded the tight hole, but couldn't gain entry. He brought a finger up to the cock he still suckled, stuck it in his mouth, and coated it with his thick saliva. Satisfied, he tried to press into the draenei's hole again, and this time was successful, a deep groan around his cock enough to push him closer to the edge. Anarchei was very close now, especially since the tauren now fingered his tailhole. Once he had grown accustomed to the new feeling of been penetrated by a finger, the draenei lubricated two of his own fingers and brought them up to the tauren's own entrance. He felt around until he found it, and pushed against the opening. A few moment later and he was inside, the tight warmth on his fingers clamped down as the bull let loose his loudest groan so far. Anarchei felt the shaft in his mouth grow larger, in girth and length, the head by now had pushed down his throat as Stronghoof gave a shove. The draenei's excitement led to his own cock to grow in preparation for what was to come. Both males moaned and groaned, and in a split second from each other, they climaxed. They both felt thick warm liquid squirt into their mouths, they cummed for what seemed like forever. Anarchei was lost in a state of bliss, and all he could do at that moment was concentrate on each swallow as the tauren unloaded months of built up cum. Stronghoof was in a similar state, the salty taste in his mouth something he savoured before he swallowed. All too soon the moment was over. The draenei finished first, his load being smaller than that of the tauren's. The bull continued to blast wave after wave of seed down the draenei's throat, until eventually it tapered off into a small stream, and then ended. Stronghoof lifted himself off Anarchei and turned himself around so that he lay face-to-face with the draenei, who wore a look of unbridled pleasure on his face, his breath hard and fast. After a moment, when they both had caught their breath, the bull leaned
in to kiss his mate, their lips parted as they shared what remained of the cum in their mouths. They embraced one another as they kissed, their shafts still hard between them. Eventually they separated. "Stronghoof," Anarchei began with a smile, a little short of breath. "That was amazing." The tauren smiled in return and stroked his hand through the draenei's white spiked hair. "You haven't seen nothing yet." "You mean there's more?" Anarchei asked in astonishment. "Yeah, much more," Stronghoof replied and gave his mate a quick peck on the lips. "Remember how we played with our holes?" The draenei nodded. "Well, if you want, we could try to make love that way." "You mean, you can stick a cock into an ass?" This time the tauren nodded. "It's the best feeling in the world, well, in my opinion anyway." After a moment of consideration, his eyes shifted away from his mate's gaze before they shifted back. Anarchei made up his mind. "I want to try it." "I guess the only question is, do you want to give or receive?" "What do you want to do?" "Well, I've always received, so..." "I want you to take me," Anarchei said suddenly, the need in his eyes spoke volumes of his desire. "Are you sure," Stronghoof responded with a worried expression. "I mean, I'm not exactly small you know." They both looked down at the bull's large shaft which easily was nearly twice the size of the draenei's. Anarchei reached down to stroke it in his hand, which caused the tauren to moan softly at the touch. "I want this," the draenei said seriously with squeeze. "More than anything." "Get on your hands and knees," the tauren said gently with a smile. "It will be easier if we do it that way." "But I want to see you while we make love," Anarchei replied with some disappointment. "We can do that," Stronghoof responded. "But only once you have gotten used to me." The draenei nodded and did what his mate asked him. With that, the tauren lifted himself off the bed and positioned himself behind the smaller draenei. He lifted the draenei's tail up to give himself access to the hole at the base. He leaned in and gave the entrance a lick with his broad tongue, which elicited a loud groan from his mate. He continued to lap at the hole until his tongue pressed through the opening that had loosened up slightly at his attentions. His tongue managed to get halfway inside before his nose bumped against the tail. His mate continued to moan at the feeling of being penetrated, even if only by a bull tongue. The tauren dragged his tongue out, and then plunged it back in, and continued this motion for some time. He wanted the hole to be well lubricated for his large cock. Once he was happy that he felt enough wetness inside, he spat on his already wet shaft and spread the thick saliva until his cock was glossed all over. Then he wet his fingers and stuck one inside his mate's hole. The draenei let loose another moan at the feeling, and groaned even louder when a second finger was added. The two fingers made a scissor motion to loosen up the still too tight hole. Eventually, the bull was satisfied and removed his hand. "You ready?" Stronghoof asked his mate as he positioned his cock at the draenei's entrance. Anarchei nodded. With that, the tauren pressed the head of his cock against the tailhole, his right hand grasped the draenei's tail while his left guided his shaft. With a sudden shove, the tip speared through. Anarchei let loose a pained groan. "You okay?" Stronghoof asked quickly as he halted his movements. "Want me to take it out?" "No! Don't! Just give me a moment." They stayed in that position for a few moments until Anarchei nodded his head to indicate he was ready. Stronghoof took it slowly, bit by bit he slid his long thick cock into the warm tight insides of his mate. Every time he moved forward the draenei groaned, and every time he made a noise the tauren stopped himself and waited for the nod to continue. The pressure on his cock was incredible, and it took some willpower to hold back the thrusts that his instincts screamed at him to do. He didn't want this to be unpleasant for his mate, so he took his time, his love stronger than any biological voice in his body. Eventually he could not advance any further. He was flush against the draenei now, his balls in contact with the smaller sack of his mate. They stayed like this for a while, both in a state of conflicting feelings. Anarchei felt a great fullness and an almost uncontrollable desire to push out the invader inside him, while Stronghoof felt an immense pressure on his cock and a pleasure greater than anything he had ever felt before. This was a first for both of them. The tauren began to pull out slowly, the draenei's moans now less pained. When only the tip was still inside, the bull pushed back in just a slowly. This pattern continued until Anarchei started to groan, not in pain, but in pleasure. The thick cock in his ass had begun to feel wonderful as it slowly slid along his insides, every time it was pushed in and pulled out it brushed against something deep inside him that made his own length throb. Eventually Stronghoof picked up the pace, their balls slapped against each other with each inward thrust. His left hand on the draenei's waist while his right held the thick tail in front of him. The tail was very wide at the base, almost as wide as the draenei's body, but it tapered along its length until it ended in a dull tip. The tail wiggled in his grasp, and he couldn't resist. He gave it a lick, which excited the draenei beneath him. He licked it again, but the tail seemed to have other ideas. Anarchei had his head turned to watch as he threaded his tail passed the bull's lips and into his mouth. Stronghoof quickly got the idea and began to suckle on it, which caused the draenei to groan loudly in response. The bull continued to thrust into his mate while he sucked on the tail in front of him. Both actions were almost enough to overwhelm the draenei, the pleasure was just too much for him. His hard shaft leaked continuously now, and he was tempted to stroke himself. When he reached with his right hand to do just that, his arm was tapped gently by the tauren. When he looked back the bull gave him a wink and grinned around his tail. They continued like this for some time before the pressure built up in their balls. They were both close. Stronghoof stopped suddenly and pulled the tail out of his mouth. "Want to try a different position?" he asked, to which Anarchei nodded in the affirmative, unable to speak as he panted slightly from their activities. The tauren pulled his cock out of the draenei's tailhole and the draenei rolled over on to his back. He looked up at the hulk of fur and muscle above him and his shaft squirted some precum at the sight. Stronghoof positioned himself over his mate's entrance, his knees positioned on either side of Anarchei's tail, the draenei's legs spread wide to give him access. He plunged in with a single thrust, which caused them both to cry out in pleasure. He began to push in and out again, but this time they could see each other properly. The tauren leaned down, his elbows on either side of the draenei, and engaged his mate in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as Anarchei brought his muscled arms up to wrap around the bull's incredibly thick neck. The feeling of been taken this way was greater than before. Been able to hold the tauren, and been held in turn, was amazing. The kiss they shared seemed to last for an eternity. The tauren continued to thrust into him, every time he did so he felt waves of pleasure roll over him, his own length throbbed in time with his mate's movements. After a while, Stronghoof broke their kiss. "Stick your tail in me," he panted, his eyes locked on his mate's. With some difficulty he managed to locate the bull's tailhole and nudge the tip of his tail inside, all the while the tauren continued to thrust inside him. They both groaned when the draenei's tail hit its mark, the bull lowed deeply when more of the tail entered him. The feeling was almost too much for him. His shaft was deep inside his mate, while the tail in his ass got thicker and thicker the deeper it went. It had been so long since he had anyone stick anything in there, and the pleasure was indescribable. They were close now, so very close. They panted and groaned, both crushed together as they pulled each other in close, their tongues joined in a wonderful kiss. The draenei's cock was nestled deep in the grooves of the bull's abdominals as well as his own, both slick from the precum that had gathered there as it slid back and forth slightly with every thrust of the tauren above him. Anarchei could feel his sack tighten as his balls got ready to release. He had reached the point of no return. He moaned deeply into his mate's muzzle as his cock grew suddenly, and then erupted in orgasm. He was so high at that moment, all that existed was his cock and the cock in his ass. Stronghoof felt his mate's release between their bodies, and still locked firmly in a kiss, he also felt the spasms deep within the draenei's tailhole. It was almost enough to send him over the edge, but what really did it was the sudden thrust from behind as his mate's tail pushed in deeper than ever before, only stopped by one of the ridges halfway up the length. The tauren removed his lips from this mate's and sat back slightly as he lowed deeply, his cock grew and then released its seed. A sudden warmth entered the draenei's ass, his mate's cum spread deep. They both rode their climax together, both in a state of pure bliss. They cummed for a long time, the draenei's white seed fell over his chest and abs, some ended up in his mate's fur. Eventually his orgasm died down, but the bull continued to thrust rapidly as his balls emptied their huge load inside the draenei. Some of it leaked out around the bull cock and on to his tail, but most remained inside him, its warmth very welcome. Slowly, the bull's flow of seed ebbed, and then came to a halt. Exhausted, he fell forward on top of the draenei, being careful not to crush his mate with his weight. They shared a short kiss, both too tired to put in too much effort at that moment. "How was that for your first time?" Stronghoof asked in a soft voice. "Couldn't have been better," Anarchei whispered in reply, a smile on his face as he looked into the eyes of his mate. "I love you." "I love you too." They kissed once more before the tauren gently turned them over so that he now lay on his back, the smaller draenei now on top, the bull cock still lodged deep within him but his tail now free from the vice-like grip of his mate's ass. The movement caused them both the grunt at the over-stimulation. They both held on to each other, both overjoyed to be together. Eventually they slowly drifted off to sleep, Anarchei nestled contentedly on the bed that Stronghoof's muscled body provided him, the tauren pleased by the weight of the draenei on top of him. They couldn't have been happier. -- The light in the room was dim when they awoke. Anarchei was the first to open his eyes, a feeling of fullness in his tailhole reminded him that his mate's length was still buried deep inside. He shifted slightly and felt liquid slosh within, which made him smile slightly. As his moved his mate's eyes flickered open, his muzzle graced with a smile when he saw the draenei above him. "Sleep well?" Anarchei asked as he returned the tauren's smile. "Never better," Stronghoof replied with a groan his mate echoed as his cock slid out of the draenei's hole. Anarchei quickly clamped down on his tailhole to prevent the escape of his mate's seed. They were both covered in dried cum, and in desperate need of a bath, but right now they didn't care about that. Their shafts had softened up to the extent that they now retreated back into their sheaths. A thought suddenly entered the draenei's head, which led him to roll off his mate and sit up on the side of the bed. Stronghoof quickly followed suit, unsure what his mate had planned. They both stood up and turned to face each other. This was an important turning-point in their relationship, and Anarchei wanted to know for sure. "I need to know something, and please be honest with me," the draenei said with all seriousness. He received a nod from the tauren and continued, slightly upset with the topic he was about to raise with his mate. "I enjoyed what we did earlier, making love. But what I need to know is this: we are equal partners, aren't we? I mean, we aren't going to be playing the role of male and female are we?" "No, of course not," the tauren replied gently, which caused Anarchei's eyes to become moist. "What gave you that idea?" "I don't know," the draenei began to cry, and he sniffed. "Maybe because you had always been in my position whenever you made love, and I thought that, with the shu'halo..." "Aww, come here," Stronghoof extended his arms wide as he offered his mate a hug, which Anarchei rushed forward to accept. "We are in this together. Whatever you or I want, we will do just that." "Really? You mean it?" the draenei asked as he looked up into his mate's eyes, arms tightly wound around each other. "Of course I mean it," the tauren said with a chuckle. "And here's me thinking that you were always the strong one and me the weak one. I guess we are a little of both, huh?" "Yeah," Anarchei replied with a smile, which was quickly replaced when his mate engaged him in a short but passionate kiss. "You all right now?" Stronghoof asked with concern as he stroked the draenei's hair. "I'm okay," Anarchei said, his tears already gone. "I was just afraid I guess. I've never been in a relationship like this before, and I didn't want to give up who I was, no matter how much love I felt for you, or how wonderful it felt to be on the bottom." "You don't need to worry about that," the tauren replied calmly with a smile. "You aren't giving up anything. In fact, you are gaining something from us being together. You have my love no matter what, nothing will change that, because I know you would never do anything to hurt me. And I know you feel the same way about me, otherwise you wouldn't be here right now." "Now who's the smart one?" the draenei smiled back. "Hmm," Stronghoof mused, his hands now idle. "Maybe we are just smart at different things?" "Maybe," Anarchei chuckled. "You know, you are so cute when you are are thinking." "Are you making fun of me?" the tauren said with anger, but a slight smile gave him away. "I think you were making fun of me because I'm a cow, is that right?" Anarchei backed away in mock fear, but he still wore a small smile of his own. He had never seen this side of the bull before, this playful side. Interesting. He turned and ran out of the room, the large hulk of a tauren not far behind him. He laughed as he was tackled to the floor, the soft rug in the lounge a slight cushion to his fall. For a moment they lay there, both panted slightly at the exertion. They were still a little tired from earlier. Eventually Stronghoof climbed off his mate and helped the draenei stand up. They faced each other for a long moment, both stared into the other's eyes. "I know I say this a lot, but I love you so much," Anarchei said quietly, barely above a whisper. "You can never say it enough," Stronghoof stepped forward and gently cradled the smaller draenei in his arms, his mate also returned the gesture. "I love you too." They separated and Anarchei stepped back, his eyes fixed on those of his mate. "Wait here, I'm just going to get something," he said quickly before he rushed off. A moment later he returned with two silk robes, the smaller a shade of purple while the larger a deep maroon. He handed the larger robe to Stronghoof and doffed the smaller one, which fit perfectly over his frame. The tauren took a moment to ponder why he would need to wear a robe when he noticed that his mate was now out on the balcony. He quickly pulled on the robe and tied it off at the waist. A moment later he joined Anarchei on the balcony, his mate's hand grasped his tightly as they shared a look that spoke volumes of their love. They both looked out into the distance, over the tops of the towers in the city, to the horizon beyond. There the sun had begun to set behind the mountains, its light had changed the colours of the clouds to orange and pink. The Twisting Nether, ever present, completed the impressive view. They stood there for the longest time and watched as the sun disappeared from view, both unable to help themselves as the romantic scene caused their passion to bubble up inside them. They faced each other and embraced, their lips parted, and their tongues entwined. This was just the beginning.