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The door crashed against the wall with a bang. His strong arms cradled me against his chest. His hands guiding me by my hips while mine caressed his neck. Our lips clashed together, soft skin meeting rough one. His tusks pushing against my cheeks without digging into the skin. I pushed him away gently and a whine left his throat.

“How long do we have?" I asked between pants, the memory of his lips still dancing on mine.

“We don't have long. Ten minutes at best." he whispered with a husky voice, his brown eyes burning with desire.

“It's never enough. Maybe we should run away after all."

A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes and a grin appeared on his face.“Your brother would kill us. I haven't even asked for your hand in marriage."

A giggle forced its way out of my mouth, images of my twinky brother trying to wrestle my orc running in my mind.

“You're right, we would be doomed." I said with mock fear.

A loud rumble left the green skinned man, the deep sound shaking me to my core. Firm fingers tilted my chin upwards, his lips met mine briefly and sparks ran all over my skin.

“Cheeky human. Now, get on the bed." he said with a sultry tone.

My legs moved like lighting, my heart pounding in my ears, and soon my ass met the hard bed. My boots were thrown to the side, my socks following moments later. My fingers were struggling with the button of my pants when I heard the door slam shut. I looked up, the thick and couldn't help but gulp. Alone, with only the silvery of the crystals to light the room, my orc figure was like a hero out of the ballads. His scarred skin shone like jade while his proud tusks framed his grin like marble pillars. His leather vest struggled to contain his muscles, giving me only glimpses of what laid beneath. My mouth went dry when thick fingers landed on the top button and with a torturous pace, released it from its prison. A sea of black hair broke free from the leather, highlighting the thick chest beneath. Each button undone, fanned the fire in my loins and sent shivers down my spine.

The vest fell to the floor, baring his healthy paunch and treasure trail. The orc's arms rose high in the air. and with a strong grunt, he showed off the power in his muscles with a flex. My hardness throbbed hard in my pants, begging for release. A frustrated moan left my mouth as my fingers struggled with the damned button of my pants. A rumbling chuckle left my lover, his trunk like legs closing the distance between us in seconds.

“Let me do it." He whispered in my ear with his deep voice. Rough hands closed around my wrists and guided them towards his chest. It was all I needed to know.

My fingers groped his chest, massaging the firm muscles with reverence. His body trembled under my hands, a soft hiss escaping his mouth. I lost myself on his admiring his chest, the mounds of his pecs attracting my hands like magnets to metal. My lover was never one to stay still for long though and his hands landed on my hips seconds later. My pants stood no chance against his drive and they soon joined the vest on the floor. A gasp left me when his warm hands caressed my sheltered skin, and he took the chance to join our lips once more. His tongue wrestled against mine. His hands shifted my hips on the bed. My fingers pulled on his nipples. My legs closed behind his back. And our moans were muffled by our kiss.

There was a hunger to our moves now, a burning need that begged to be sated. Our bodies moved in tandem, months of experience taking over. His groin rubbed against mine, our desires meeting through their clothed prisons. Sparks danced across my eyes. Goosebumps ran down my spine. And I couldn't get enough of him, his body, his touch, his soul. We parted for breath after an eternity, our breath coming in pants.

With a trembling hand I pushed him back, conflict shone in his eyes while my own fell on the biggest prize. He grunted his approval seconds later and his last vestiges of clothes fell to the ground. His dick stood proud over his sea of black, his thick earthy musk invading my nose I gently drew back the foreskin of the green pillar, revealing its arrow-shaped rosy crown. Ideas poured out of my mind like an avalanche, the million ways I could bring joy to his flesh but an impatient grunt put that to an end.

I took his tip inside my mouth, earning an approving moan from the large orc. His bittersweet pre fell on my tongue, followed by the salty taste of his meat. I let myself go wild on his cock, licking, sucking, kissing, rubbing. Every grunt and moan I could get out of him, feeding my own lust.

I whined when he pushed me back, the taste of his pre still coating my tongue, but he was determined. He lowered me softly onto the bed, his arms supporting me along the way. My bulge was laid bare for him, a wet spot clear to us both under the soft light. His eyes met mine, a silent question hanging in the brown orbs. I gave him a nod and opened my legs wide for him. He pulled down my underwear like one would unwrap a gift. His rough fingers wrapped across my sensitive member and gave it a few strokes. My moans edged him on, his strokes growing faster and more urgent, sending bolts of pleasure through my body. My hands gripped the cheap sheets as a deep seated pressure appeared on the bottom of my navel.

“Almost there." I moaned while my hips trusted against his hand.

My lover gave me a nod, his meaty hand releasing my cock. The bed groaned as he straddled my legs, our cocks laying next to each other. A hiss left my mouth as his green hand closed around our cocks, trapping them together. He flashed me a lecherous smile, before his hips trusted forward. Sparks danced over my eyes, our cocks rubbing in his tight hold. A moan left us both with his next thrust, and I couldn't keep my hips from joining the party. Soon had found a pace. My hands flew to his nipples, pinching and twisting them in time with his thrusts, and grunts mixed with his moans. Our voices rose higher, our movements more desperate and erratic, the weeks of unrequited desire and stress were unleashed into our love making. An earthshaking roar left his mouth moments before he painted me with his seed. The show was enough to push me over the edge, my own seed mixing with his over my face and chest. For a moment my body felt like fire and thunder. Each nerve, each muscle overloaded by passion.

He landed by my side, like a puppet with his strings cut. Bliss and love swimming in his brown orbs. My heart warmed at the sight, adding another layer of pleasure to the bliss he had given me. He drew me towards him, cuddling me against his chest as he whispered sweet promises in my ear. And for a moment, it was all perfect.