The storms of Feralas
The Storms Of Feralas
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It was a muggy day in Feralas, and the sun that managed to filter through the dense trees was bright. The bears and wolves, native to the dense forest, alternated between sleep and stalking the local deer population. Several species of bird flew over head, cawing to one another in greeting. One bird in particular spied something that was not so uncommon nowadays: travelers on the road. The small brightly coloured bird appeased its curiosity and flew lower. The travelers were two tauren, one was in simple robes, with a wooden staff he used for walking, and the other was in steel plate mail, with two axes strapped to his belt. The bird was just contemplating whether to get a closer look when the scent of ripe fruit wafted to it on the breeze and an instinct more powerful the curiosity, the need to feed, took over, and it flapped off with a happy squawk.
"Spirits it is hot," the heavily armoured tauren said, wiping the perspiration from his matted forehead with the back of a think plate glove.
"Perhaps you should consider becoming a druid, Fern, and then you wouldn't have to dress in half a ton of metal whenever you expected battle," the robe-wearing tauren said with a chuckle.
Fern looked over his shoulder guard, and smirked at his friend.
"But that would mean putting up with night elves for several hours at a time, for many moons, I think I will keep the heat, and the weight of my armour, Haneo."
The druid chuckled at his friend.
"Then don't complain," Haneo said in a jovial tone.
Fern gave a snort of false annoyance, and walked on a little bit ahead of his friend. Haneo had been asked by the Cenarion Circle to take samples of a newly discovered herb in Feralas, a high honour for the young druid so freshly recruited into the order. He had asked his friend Fern to go partly because the Grimtotem of the area had been acting aggressive as of late, and the druid was still not fully confident in his powers, or his ability to use them, and had wanted the help, and partly because he had not spent time with Fern in a long time, and missed the other bulls company. Fern had been eager to agree, he was a warrior, born and bred, but like all tauren, loved the wilds, and had missed the company of his friend, just as much as the druid had missed him.
"Hurry Haneo, or I will leave you for the wolves," Fern shouted as he pulled even further ahead of his robed friend.
The druid chuckled, and broke into a light jog to catch up to his plated companion.
"You move swiftly for someone in so much armour," Haneo said with a snicker.
"And you move slowly for someone in a robe," Fern said with a toothy grin.
"Now, where is this plant that the Elders are so interested in?" Haneo withdrew a rolled parchment from his belt, and opened it to show a detailed map of Feralas, with a small part of the northern areas circled.
"Not much further, a mile or so more." Fern gave an exaggerated groan of protest, which made Haneo chuckle.
"Oh, hush, Fern, one would think you were fresh off your mothers teat with the amount of crying you do."
The druid playfully hit the warrior on the snout with the re-rolled map, before taking the lead.
"And one would think you were a gazelle with the amount of walking you seem to enjoy," Fern said, flicking the druids ear.
The sun crawled past its mid-point in the sky as the pair made their way to the small valley where the new herb waited. As Haneo crouched, running his hands over different plants to look for the herb, he continued the conversation Fern had started about his druidic training.
"Well, there is a lot of meditation, and chanting to practice certain spells, as well as listening to a mix of tauren and elfin elders lecture us on the finer points of this and that."
Fern winced as the young druid pawed through the plants.
"Oh spirits, elfin elders lecture you as well? Give me elder Ragetotems screaming any day."
Haneo crawled deeper into a bush of various plants as he replied.
"Oh they are not as bad as you make them out to be."
Fern chuckled.
"Tell me that when you have to pull a few of their arrows out of your rump."
"From what you tell me you might have enjoy... Ha!" Haneo gave a sudden cry of triumph as his shimmied out of the bush.
He worked his way to his hooves, holding up a bushel of plants that looked like faintly glowing four leaf clovers. Fern rubbed the back of his head.
"By the Earthmother all that walking for that, can you even make anything useful from them?"
The druids grin did not falter as he stuffed the plants into his belt pouch.
"That is the fun part, Fern, discovering that through experimentation."
The warrior rolled his eyes, and was about to voice his doubts when the distant crack of thunder rolled over the forest.
Both bulls looked to the west, and frowned at what they saw, giant black storm clouds rolling on the wind towards them. There was a sudden flash of lightning across the clouds, followed shortly after by another crack of thunder.
"Looks close," Fern mumbled.
"It does," Haneo replied. "And it is the season for heavy rains here."
Fern snorted.
"Could we just walk back through the storm?"
The young druid shook his head.
"Hmm, not wise. The road will turn to mud, and these rains come down very hard, if one of us slipped and broke something where would we be? I am of the claw, healing does not come easily to me. It would be best if we found a cave to ride out the storm in."
The warrior nodded.
"Sounds like a good plan, Haneo. How long do these storms normally last?"
The young druid chewed on his lip.
"In this season two days on the average, sometimes longer."
Ferns groan could be heard for miles around.
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The fire crackled, and sent warm light dancing along the walls of the cave. Fern Stonehoof watched the dancing orange light with amusement, as Haneo Runtotem leant on the wall near the mouth of the cave.
"It is good that we sought shelter, the road would be a small river by now," The chocolate-brown druid said as he made his way back to the fire.
Fern looked up at his friend, his hands folded over his brown cloth shirt. The warrior had taken off his armour and piled it in a corner of the cave when it became obvious that this was going to be a long stay.
"How much food do we have?" the tan coloured bull asked.
Haneo gave a large stretch as he replied.
"Enough for a day, but there is some edible fungus in the cave if we get that desperate. But like I said, the storm should only last two days, I think we can handle a day without food."
The warrior snorted, and laid back.
"Speak for yourself," he said as his eyes watched the light flicker on the stony roof.
The druid chuckled, and began to work at the ties of his robe.
"Oh come now, both of our tribes went though hard times when we were still forced to live in the Barrens."
"Doesn't mean I have to like it," Fern replied, continuing to stare at the ceiling.
The muffled sound of cloth hitting the floor made him look up, and the sight he saw made him blush red under the tan fur of his cheeks.
Haneo stood there naked, causally rubbing a shoulder, upon seeing his friends embarrassed reaction he snickered.
"Earthmother, Fern, I know you have seen naked males before, no need to be embarrassed."
Fern gave a snort.
"Not embarrassed. Surprised. Why are you undressing, not tired already?" the warrior made an effort to sound neutral in how he felt about his friends' lack of clothing, but he could not stop his eyes from wondering over the fineness of the druids' belly.
"The fire is making the cave hot; I am just trying to make myself as comfortable as possible," Haneo replied as he made his way closer to the fire.
Fern found himself blushing again as he eyed the wonderful spectacle of the druids fuzzy ball-sack swaying back and forth as he walked. The warrior coughed, and forced himself to look to the nearby wall, shifting a bit in an effort to hide the light stirring he felt in his leggings.
"Something wrong?" Haneo asked, sitting next to the fire with the food pack.
"Not at all," Fern lied, looking to his friend, half grateful, half disappointed, that the pack was covering the druids' groin.
Haneo pulled out a helping of mutton for each of them, and the pair began to eat.
Fern ate slowly, as was his custom, savouring each bite of the spicy sheep meat, and trying his best to concentrate on the meal, and the fire, rather then his friends naked form. Sadly Haneo soon made this impossible. The druid has always been a fast eater, almost inhaling his food, bone and all, and now he stood to stretch, and rub his belly, as was his custom.
Fern froze mid-bite as Haneo stretched, the druids' tail lifting slightly from the action, revealing the spot of pink flesh in a sea of soft chocolate brown fur that was his tail hole. The warrior barely fought back the urge to reach foreword and rub Huano's hip. Suddenly the young druid looked back over his shoulder, making Fern dart his gaze to the stone floor.
"Kaga makes good mutton, wouldn't you agree, Fern?" Haneo asked, grinning a bit at his friends embarrassed antics.
"Oh, um, yes, very good," Fern replied quietly, moving his gaze from the floor to the fire again. The warrior gave a startled yelp as Haneo sat next to him, throwing an arm around his shoulders.
"Do you have something you want to say to me?" Haneo asked with a sly smirk.
Fern blushed from the closeness, this was not the first time he had been so near Haneo, but this was the first time being this close to him while the druid was naked. The druids slightly musky scent filled the warriors nostrils, and he felt a warm churning in his belly, partly nerves, and partly desire.
"Y-you know I find males attractive, Fern. I am just having trouble suppressing certain impulses around you. You are naked, after all, and I did not want to offend you..."
Fern shuddered as he felt Huano's warm breath on his ear as the druid whispered.
"Hmm, why suppress them?"
Fern blinked, and looked to where Haneo was sitting. The druid had a playful grin on his face, and his green eyes sparkled with youthful energy. Fern yelped in surprise as Haneo suddenly pushed him to the ground by his shoulders, and planted a kiss on his lips.
The shocked warrior let his instincts take over as Haneo kissed him. He parted his lips to invite the druids tongue into his mouth. Haneo did not hesitate, snaking the pink muscle into Ferns mouth. The warrior gave a muffle moan as he moved his tongue to meet Huano's, the two swirling on one another, and fighting little battles in their mouths. After a good minute the bulls parted from the kiss, the stunned warrior only able to say.
"You taste like mutton."
"Well that would make sense seeing as that is what we just ate," Haneo said with a smirk, his hand still pinning Fern to the floor of the cave.
"Since when do you find males attractive?" Fern asked.
"Since I was a child." Haneo replied evenly.
"Since when have you liked me enough for kissing like that?" Haneo chuckled.
"Oh, since a few days after meeting you."
Fern felt a smile cross his lips. He lifted his hands to Huano's chest, and started to rub it up and down.
"Spirits Haneo, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The chocolate coloured bull began to murr softly at the rubbing, leaning in for a short kiss on the warriors' lips.
"Just nervous I suppose," he said quietly.
Haneo slowly began to undo the buttons of Fern's shirt as the warrior moved his hands to the druids back, beginning to rub up and down slowly. Haneo pulled back enough of Ferns shirt to expose the tan bulls nipples. He grinned up at Fern as he slowly ran his tongue over one of them. Fern let out a loud groan as his nipple was licked, slowly moving his hands to the druids' rump, and giving a small squeeze.
"Someone is eager," Haneo teased as he began to kiss the warriors belly.
"I am, but I am also not the one who started the kissing," the warrior replied, eyes half closed in pleasure.
Haneo undid Ferns belt, and pulled off the warriors cloth leggings just enough to expose his slightly swollen sheath. The druid smiled as he gave it a small squeeze, making Fern grunt.
"Hmm, I have waited a while to see this," Haneo mused as he finished undressing Fern.
Once the tan bulls' leggings were off, and disposed of in the corner near his armour, the druid kissed his soon to be lover with a smirk as he started to grind their sheaths together.
Fern let out a low moan at the new pressure, a flash of pink appearing at the tip of his sheath. He pushed his hips up to increase the pressure of the grind for the both of them, making Haneo grunt in pleasure.
"N-not your f-first time then, Haneo?" Fern said between his moaning.
Haneo giggled, and licked the tan bulls snout.
"T-there was some free time up in Moonglade in-between training sessions, and quiet a few attractive tauren watchers, and students, to chose from. S-so no, it's not."
Haneo pined the back of Fern's head to the stone floor with his next kiss, aggressively pushing his tongue into the tan bulls' mouth. Fern made no complaint, eagerly sucking on Haneo's tongue as his half-hard member pulsed on the druids.
Haneo broke the kiss with a soft growl as he got to his knees. He began to stroke his meat to work some pre to the tip.
"I would not have thought you were the submissive type, Fern."
The warrior smiled sleepily.
"Well, I am not all the time, tonight must be one of those nights."
Haneo chuckled, grunting as a bead of clear pre-cum appeared on his tip. He began to smear it down his length as Fern looked on with an eager smile. After a few more drops of pre had been evenly rubbed over his twitching bullhood, Haneo set about putting Fern's legs onto his shoulders, making the tan bull giggle in arousal.
"Spirits I never thought a little rain would have lead to this."
"A lot of rain," Haneo corrected as he teased his dripping tip up to Fern's tail hole.
Fern let out a loud groan as Haneo slid the first inch of his bullhood past his tight tail hole, his own bullhood giving a wild twitch. Haneo leaned in close, and kissed Fern firmly on the lips as he pulled out, and pushed in another few inches of his meat. Fern let out a loud grunt as Haneo pushed his meat halfway to the hilt into his insides.
"Spirits you are big Haneo," Fern whispered.
Haneo chuckled, his bullhood letting out a few more beads of pre.
"Hmm, I am glad you think so," he replied as he pulled out, and drove in another inch.
With one more grunt of effort Haneo rammed his bullhood to the hilt in his lovers tight insides, the two bulls rested, panting, Haneo in effort, and Fern in a mix of pain and pleasure. Haneo pushed on Fern's legs, snuggling in close enough for the tan bulls' length to brush his belly as he began to thrust. Haneo began to moan softly, his testicles making a soft smacking sound as they slapped on to Fern's fuzzy rump. The warrior began to moan loudly, wrapping his arms around Huano's neck, hugging him tightly, his meat leaving clear streaks of pre on the druids belly as the fur tickled it.
Haneo began to growl lightly as he leaned down to nip Fern's chest, this action making the warriors bullhood nestle deeper into his belly fur. Fern moaned loudly at the nips, and at the way his meat was being tickled, his tail hole clenching a bit.
"Oh spirits, Haneo," he gasped, hugging the druids' neck all the tighter.
"Oh you like the biting, hmm?" the druid said with an amused grin as his increased his speed, a large squirt of pre soon working out of his bullhood.
Fern began to whimper submissively as the pace increased, the warrior beginning the thrust into Huano's belly, milking more beads of pre from his tip. Haneo growled in pleasure at the action, another large squirt of pre coming out of him as he moved to a fast pace. Fern began to pant, and thrust wildly on Huano's belly, the speed increase teasing his meat further. Haneo began to grunt, and growl into his thrusts, his balls smacking onto Fern's rump almost painfully.
"Ah! Spirits, this is it!" the druid bellowed.
Soon after he roared in pleasure as his climax began. The chocolate bull sent seven large squirts of warm seed deep into his lover, followed by three weak streams as his climax waned. The feeling of being filled, mixed with the arousing roars from his partner, pushed Fern over the edge, and he spilled his own seed over Huano's belly, as well as his own. Haneo pulled out of Fern with a wet pop, and collapsed on his lover, giving a satisfied chuckle as the tan bulls seed soaked into his belly fur.
Fern smiled, and kissed his friend on the lips.
"Haneo, that was wonderful."
Haneo rolled onto his back, and kissed Fern on the top of his head. He rested a hand on the warrior rump, and patted it affinity.
"Yes it was."
The pair smiled, and looked into one another's eyes, the gaze broken only when Fern gave a yawn. Haneo smiled, and gave Fern one last kiss.
"Tired?"
Fern nodded, his eyes half closed.
"Just a bit, you really took it out of me."
The warrior yawned one last time, and nuzzled deeply into his new lovers chest. Haneo gave a big yawn of his own, and stuffed his snout into Fern's mane. As the fire began to die the two lovers fell asleep tangled in one another's arms.
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