Furry_DiEnd
Star
- Joined
- Nov 19, 2010
Anya knew Aya's story with Garrosh far too well, as it was what had bonded the two of them together at first, though Aya's dedication to Anya during her transformation into a Worgen had also bonded them closely as well. She also knew that there was a long line of people who'd suffered at the hands of this more violent warchief, and that in the end whoever managed to take his life would no doubt be regarded as a hero of the Alliance for ages to come. But such thoughts were driven from the Worgen's mind when Aya began to rub and stroke her clit, knowing full well that it would stir the fires of passion brought on by her being in heat and make her more willing to give into her desires. The thing was that Anya had already decided to give into her lovers request that she allow herself her urges tonight though she wasn't above having some help in getting there since she'd always been worried that she could lose control. At least here the only question that would be asked would be if the elf had been a good lay and if anyone else could have a chance to test her out, though the answer to the first would be a yes, and the second answer was obviously a no, after all she planned on publicly claiming Aya as hers tomorrow. That would buy Anya some time to work out an escape plan for them, to gather supplies, and over all make sure that no one suspected a thing.
Anya rode her mate's skilled hands for a while longer before she growled and once more pinned the elf beneath her, her claws sinking into the tops of her shoulders as she inhaled the scent of not only her own arousal on Aya, but Aya's as well and the mixture fanned the flames even more and Anya grasped Aya's hand and pulled it away from her clit to tease her outer lips. Normally they would have used something to stand in for the lack of a penis but as things were, Aya's hands would have to do. Anya knew that Aya's hands were more than capable of pleasing her, after all they'd been what the couple used the first few times before it slowly began to lose its thrill.
Anya rode her mate's skilled hands for a while longer before she growled and once more pinned the elf beneath her, her claws sinking into the tops of her shoulders as she inhaled the scent of not only her own arousal on Aya, but Aya's as well and the mixture fanned the flames even more and Anya grasped Aya's hand and pulled it away from her clit to tease her outer lips. Normally they would have used something to stand in for the lack of a penis but as things were, Aya's hands would have to do. Anya knew that Aya's hands were more than capable of pleasing her, after all they'd been what the couple used the first few times before it slowly began to lose its thrill.