Meet our new party member - Schen! Monk of Ziren (the god of time). Still mysterious. No idea (yet!) why a spiderweb had to be featured here! Can't wait to get to know him better!
WARNING: This is shameless smut and completely, 100% NSFW! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Also it has kitty peen so if you aren’t into that don’t read.
Kelthos slammed Schen against the wall, causing a deep groan to escape from both men. The ranger kissed along the older male’s neck, nibbling the tender spots he knew would make Schen’s toes curl.
The druid responded by running a hand down the front of Kel’s muscular torso with a purpose, pausing just long enough to appreciate his mate’s physicality before finding his target. He wrapped a hand around Kel’s already throbbing manhood and stroked it with vigor between his fingers. Even though he was much older than Kel, Schen was still able to keep up with his virile young mate with no problems. After all, he was still virile himself!
Kelthos gasped and tilted his head upwards to capture Schen’s lips in a fiery kiss. Their tongues met almost instantly.
The younger male slipped his hands to the back of Schen’s thighs and then hoisted the elf up, keeping him pinned against the wall while they kissed.
Schen adjusted himself until he was in position to grind his exposed rear against Kel’s cock. His own manhood was now standing at full attention and smearing pre-cum between their bodies.
The druid’s efforts caused Kel to moan loudly, his knees going weak for a brief moment as the thought of hilting himself deep within Schen raced through his mind.
This was what Schen had been waiting for. Though he knew he had a good shot of overpowering Kel if he really wanted to, this was the ideal moment to spring his devious plan into action.
In an emerald flash of druidic energy Schen’s muscular elven form molded into that of a sleek and equally powerful feline. With his front paws, he pushed Kelthos down roughly onto his back. Once his mate was in position the druid wasted no time in stepping forwards over the ranger, thrusting his feline shaft past Kel’s lips and into his warm mouth before he had a chance to protest.
Kelthos let out a muffled gasp around the sizable barbed length now resting against his tongue. He hadn’t expected this, but as Schen’s intoxicating musk wafted from his crotch into the ranger’s nose any thought of protest quickly left him. He moaned and began to swirl his tongue around the feline cock, exploring every hot, pulsating inch.
Schen’s taste; the salty musk of the shaft itself, mixed in with the sweetness of his pre drove Kel over the edge. He wanted more.
Schen gave a coy feline grin down at his mate. Usually so concerned with his masculinity, it didn’t take Kel but a few seconds to submit to the older male completely. The druid positioned his paws around Kel’s head to give himself maximum leverage as he began fucking the ranger’s throat.
Kel gagged as Schen forced his long manhood into the back of his throat. It had been a while since he had been in this position, but instinct soon took over. Kel adjusted the angle of his head and relaxed as best he could. He took the brief moments he could to breathe, but was more focused on pleasuring the druid as much as possible.
The two men continued in this way for quite some time. Grunts of pleasure and muffled moans filled the dwelling they had been staying in. It was a communal bunkhouse of sorts; one they shared with other Circle druids. The risk of getting caught was high, but in this moment the two could care less. Schen dared anyone to wander in and try to stop them.
As Kel continued sucking off his mate like his life depended on it, he felt Schen’s hefty fur-covered sack tense against his throat. Knowing what it meant, he pulled away and opened his mouth wide, eager to give the older druid a show.
As his climax washed over him, Schen looked down at Kel with his mouth agape and the eagerness in his amber eyes. The druid’s cock erupted, splattering the younger male’s face and mouth with several long, milky ropes of his essence. Kel waited until he was certain his mate’s climax was over before gulping down the seed that had landed on his tongue.
“By the Ancients Schen, I wasn’t expecting tha---” Kel began.
Schen interrupted him by rolling the ranger over harshly.
Kelthos blinked in surprise. He peered back towards Schen and saw the feral desire in his eyes. He wasn’t done. With a grin, he quickly got onto his hands and knees, his tight hole in plain view of the druid.
As Schen moved in to begin lapping his rough tongue against Kel’s entrance, a pair of Druids made their way up the ramp. Schen heard them-- then saw them, but he didn’t care. Lust had long since overtaken him.
The two druids, both males, stopped in their tracks upon seeing Schen and Kel. Their eyes went wide and for a moment it looked like they were going to rush back downstairs and out of the bunkhouse; but a primal urge stopped them.
The taller of the two, a young Tauren with dusty brown fur and scruff around his jaw, peered at Kel and Schen in the midst of their rutting. Coming to the realization that they weren’t going to stop simply by his presence, he moved forwards into the room. He discarded his robes along the way to reveal an incredibly powerful, broad physique that looked fit to burst out of his skin.
It was likely this druid followed the path of Ursoc, Schen thought to himself. He also noticed that the Tauren did not wear undergarments. The moment his robes touched the ground, his massive cock was achingly apparent. It nearly hung to the young bull’s knees. The Tauren sat on the closest bed to Schen and Kel’s spot on the floor and grabbed his shaft with both hands, stroking slowly as he watched.
Schen suppressed another coy feline grin as he finished lubing Kel’s hole with his tongue. By now the ranger had noticed the newcomers, but he didn’t seem to care either, actually giving them a tiny wink. He simply looked back at Schen and pleaded, “Fuck me.”
Schen was all too happy to oblige, and as he got into position he noticed the second druid glide into the room. He appeared to be Human, but Schen assumed he was likely a Worgen. He was fairly pale with a mop of red hair atop his head and freckles dotting his handsome face. As the man slipped out of his garb, Schen’s gaze quickly traveled down his body. He too was muscular, though not nearly as much as his friend. The Human’s interest in the situation was just as obvious as the other druid’s, however; his manhood was throbbing and fully erect. He moved over to the Tauren and sat on the bed next to him.
Kelthos glanced over to their newfound audience. A blush crept across his cheeks and the tips of his ears, but their presence excited him even more. He let out a loud groan as the tip of Schen’s barbed manhood abruptly found its way past his entrance. The two other druids were furiously stroking themselves at this point, and it caused Kel to wonder what he and Schen’s fucking might look like. Pretty good, he’d wager. Another drawn-out sound of pleasure escaped the ranger as Schen’s cock continued to slip deeper inside of him, inch by inch. By this point Kel noticed the Human had leaned over to take the Tauren’s shaft into his mouth, making lewd slurping noises as he serviced his friend. The Tauren put a hand on the back of the Human’s head and groaned deeply, eyes still locked on the Kaldorei pair before him. Kelthos couldn’t help but grin.
Schen gave the two new druids one final glance before focusing on Kel. He hunkered over the elf like a predator, breath hot against the back of the ranger’s neck. He worked up a steady rhythm of thrusts, making sure to drive himself a little deeper with each pass. Soon he was hilting his mate, forcing his barbed shaft against Kel’s sweet spot over and over again.
Kelthos’s moans got louder and louder. It had been some time since he’d been so completely used and he was loving every second of it. As the minutes passed by and Kel’s depths were stretched, he felt his climax creeping up on him due in no small part to the subtle barbs lining Schen’s shaft.
As Kelthos writhed beneath him, Schen felt his second orgasm rapidly approaching. The ranger’s tightness was just too much to bear. He made a mental note to fuck Kelthos more often.
With the two mates in near-sync, their climaxes were but moments apart. Kel came first, splattering his torso and the wooden floorboards below with his sticky seed. Schen opted to fill Kel, shooting his load deep within the ranger in several violent spurts.
As the moment passed and the two Kaldorei got a chance to catch their breath, they glanced over to the two druids who had been watching them. By this point they were in the midst of their own passion, the Tauren drilling his friend, now transformed into a Worgen, with that massive bovine cock.
Kel let out a lazy chuckle and glanced back at Schen, “What do you say we join them?” He gestured towards the other druidic pair.
The older male grinned wickedly as he finally shapeshifted back into his elven form, cock still buried deep inside Kelthos, “You read my mind.”
The two Kaldorei slowly de-tangled themselves and made their way over to the other two males who gave them both inviting grins. It was going to be a blissfully long night.
