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Life Among the Orcs {Fancy Brat}

darkest_fate

darkest_fate

machina erotica
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Dec 17, 2009
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The battles between the two people had raged for so long that neither side knew the true origins. It was all lost in the mists of time. Some said that the orcs and humans had started fighting over land. Others claimed that the orcs had kidnapped and raped a chieftain's daughter. Still more proclaimed that the war was based entirely upon race; that orcs, with their deformed, sometimes piggish features didn't deserve to live. Regardless, for longer than Maya had been alive, her people had fought the orcs. She'd seen friends and family kill and be killed, and knew that the feuding needed to stop.

None argued her right to rule her clan. Her father had been chieftain, and when he'd died with no sons the tribe had been worried. That worry ceased as the proud daughter rose to take the staff of leadership. Since then Maya had run the tribe as it should be, some even said as good if not better than her father. The men still protested having a woman lead them from time to time. But most of the tribe was actually pleased that their leader possessed such striking beauty. In many ways, Maya was the jewel of her tribe. Years of fighting had left her body fit for action. The blessings of the gods had given her a pleasurable face and a curvy figure. Enough food meant breasts that would serve a child well. Shining blue eyes were framed by lustrous hair. Without someone to remind her, Maya might have let herself go, focusing on more practical aspects. Yet the tribe insisted on having someone to care for their jewel.

Now, dressed in ceremonial garb and carrying the staff of the chief, Maya stood outside the orc camp. They'd arranged this meeting, and she was here to discuss terms. All should go well enough; the current leader seemed quite amiable, almost a little too friendly. steeling herself, Maya walked through the center of the camp, ignoring the leers of the many orcs watching her closely.
 
They could all smell it: the scent of a human. In this case, it wasn't just any human. Normally, no human would come waltzing into Orc territory without getting tossed around. However, there was s specific reason for Maya to be here. For countless years, the orcs and humans had been warring with each other, and finally it looked as if they would come to some understanding. The beautiful chieftess had come to speak with the Orc leader about resolving the conflict. Perhaps the most surprising moment in all this was how quickly the Orc leader had agreed to meet...

As the stunning beauty moved through the Orc camp, she was meant with ugly glares and a few snarls. These orcs were all looking to get at her, as with any intruder. However, she had received a special 'immunity' of some sorts because of this meeting arranged. She found herself in front of a large tent, guarded by a couple burly orcs that gave her a menacing look. They stepped aside however to allow her inside. She was led in and left there, finding herself face-to-face with the Orc leader himself, Duruz. He gave her a toothy grin, clearly towering over the girl. He was still dressed in the usual orc armor, though not armed for this meeting. He gave her form a good look before he began to speak.

"Hmm...so you've finally arrived. It's good to see that you have arrived without any...problems." he muttered, the pause taken to get another little look. She truly was a thing of beauty, surely desired by many men. for the longest time, Duruz had even been very...'intrigued' by Maya. "But enough about that. There are more important matters to discuss...correct?" he asked with another little smirk. He found himself pausing a few times just to admire this woman that had appeared before him. If it had been any one of those male leaders, they would have been struck down by now in such a situation. Everything about her: her figure, her face, her eyes, her breasts, her lips... How he wished for them all to belong to him.
 
If Maya was aware of Duruz's staring, she hid it well, instead staring directly into the orc leader's eyes. He wore his armor, as was to be expected, but the lack of a blade made Maya relax slightly. She herself could use the staff she held as a weapon should it come to it. Not that a fight would amount to much; she'd be overwhelmed in moments. Still, it was comforting to be the armed one at a meeting such as this, particularly when the other loomed over you so much physically.

"I had no problems in my coming whatsoever," agreed Maya. Her eyes flicked toward the door, as if to suggest that perhaps there should have been problems there, or that perhaps she might have been glossing over something. Indeed, she thought the orc guards a tad too relaxed, almost as if they felt they shouldn't fear the chieftess. Well, hopefully she wouldn't have to prove them wrong.

Reaching down, Maya removed a small bag from her belt. she held this out to Duruz, inclining her head slightly. "This is an offering, a gift and token of our coming alliance."

Inside was a small sampling of a rare herb that Maya's people used to heal many poisons. It actually worked quite well as an anti-toxin to orcish poisons, a fact that even the simplest among them knew. However, it had grown increasingly rare as conflict went on, ergo the value in its gift. At least one of them could continue to act civilized, focusing on the goal at hand instead of leering at someone's body. Not that Dubuz presented much interest to Maya. She certainly hadn't found orcs all that appealing though at least the intelligence shown by the leader put him slightly above his ken.
 
Duruz was aware of the staff that Maya was carrying. It seemed like a precaution in case any incident occured. He on the other hand, had no real worries about this human, seeing as she was in the middle of their camp alone. He was well aware of her combat skills, as the chief of their tribe was known to be. It just so happened to be a woman this time around. "That's quite a weapon you have there." he said, turning his attention over to Maya's staff. "However, we are here simply for a negotiation. Were you expecting some conflict while you were here alone?"

His eyes had begun to wander again, from the weapon, to her figure, to the bag that she had pulled out. He went and reached for it, his much larger hand careful not to crush hers as he took it. Inside was a small herb that he recognized right away. It was rather ironic as the humans used this to counter the orc poisons. Still, because of its scarcity, it had a lot of value in anyone's eyes. "An interesting offering on your part..." he said amusingly. "I have something for you as well..." He turned to move further in the tent, returning with a very unique flower.

This was a very rare species that was very difficult to come across as the conditions for its growth were rarely met. "I believe such a thing as this would be very suiting for the young chieftess?" There was another thing about that flower that wasn't very well-known though. When it was found, it was common to grind up the petals and seeds for a powerful aphrodesiac. Even a small whiff would give a very strong effect.
 
The chieftess adjusted her grip on her staff, giving Duruz a tight lipped smile. "It is a symbol of leadership among my people," she explained. She was fairly certain that the orc knew this, and was simply using it as an excuse to try and shame her. Naturally she couldn't outright say as such, not while she was trying to convince the other to listen to her. Instead she merely straightened her back, fixing the larger leader with a defiant stare.

Again he looked to her figure, and it nearly made Maya roll her eyes. Instead she nodded to the orc as he took the bag, smiling some. "Interesting indeed, but a fine symbol of what we have planned."

She paused and watched while he motioned for his men to bring forth another flower. While Maya might have been fairly well versed in herb lore, her studies weren't extensive. She didn't know about the flower being presented to her, beyond knowing that it was rare. As such, she took it with a smile and a nod of her head.

"I thank you for this rare gift," she said. Though she wondered if she shouldn't be offended at being offered a flower. No, best to try and put your best face on, let them think that things were still moving smoothly enough.
 
Duruz grinned at her reaction, a little sigh escaping him. "Indeed, a very rare trinket to be left in your hands chieftess." She seemed to be getting a little antsy, straightening herself up in the presence of the much larger orc. He chuckled a bit at her determined look, setting the bag that she presented aside.

"Of course. If we are going to ease this tension between us, a valuable item is best suited for such an agreement, wouldn't you say? We are also grateful for your offering." While he spoke he had begun to circle her a bit, moving for now so he was in the way of the exit. Things were going surprisingly well for these two, considering all the battles and hardships these two sides had pitted each other in. "While we have that settled, there are still other things to discuss for this...alliance of ours. I'm hoping you would be willing to abide with our hospitality?"
 
It was apparent to Maya that her motions and stance were somewhat amusing to the orc. That didn't surprise her in the slightest; for such an ugly, boorish people, they certainly were quite full of themselves. It still took an effort for her not to show her displeasure and irritation at being treated like some annoying animal that had entered the tent.

"It is at that," agreed Maya. she moved to continue facing him, keeping her eyes upon him. He blocked the exit now, something to note if not something wholly important at the time. They weren't leaving until they'd hammered something out; that had been what was agreed upon. still, odd that he'd felt it necessary to move to that position. Maya almost frowned as she considered it, but elected to shove it from her mind.

"I am most willing to engage in your hospitality," agreed Maya. She turned, looking to see if there were seats or perhaps cushions to relax upon. Her own tent had several furs and various expensive pillow purchased solely for that purpose. It would be interesting to compare their living to the orc's. While Maya looked, she tried to pay attention to Duruz and his actions, but it was rather difficult to split your attention two ways, even for one as skilled at it as Maya.
 
The orc simply grinned as she spoke. He could still feel that slight hint of defiance in her voice. It was still to be expected, especially while she was alone surrounded completely by orcs. "Excellent. There is a lot for us to discuss after all." He had then summoned for the two guards outside, both of which had brough in massive rocks from outside, along with animal skins to sit on top of. It was to be expected with these orcs, but Maya would perhaps find it acceptable. "Please, have a seat. Shall I offer anything else? Are you hungry at all?"
 
"Much to discuss indeed, though we have plenty of time in which to discuss it," agreed Maya. She nodded toward the two guards as they arrived, showing proper deference toward them. She slid atop one of the fur covered rocks, attempting to make herself as comfortable as possible. She still held the staff loosely in her grip, keeping it close and making its worth apparent in how she held it. She nodded once toward the orc leader, trying to keep her expression deferential.

"I am not too hungry nor thirsty, though i certainly would not say no to any particular delicacy you would offer," said Maya. A diplomatic way to word things, to be sure, but this was nothing if not a diplomatic mission. She attempted a small smile of gratitude, obviously fake as well. The orcs were acting a good deal more civilized than Maya had anticipated. Even though she'd argued that they were not savages who would serve human meat to her, she still hadn't expected things resembling furniture and an offer for drinks.

She might also have to check said refreshments for poisons, but she was prepared for that, should it come to it.
 
Seeing as she was looking at him rather oddly, Duruz had moved from the entrance of the tent to sit on the rock across from her. He was quite amused as she tried to get comfortable on the odd rocks, though she would have to bear with it. He signaled for others to come, carrying with them meat from over the fire as well as some fruits. "I'm sure these would suffice?" he asked. The food had been presented to her on a small stone tablet of some sort, and they had left. "Eat up. After all, you had traveled quite a while to get here. You'll need your strength for...later." he said, signaling for food of his own. "I know what you're thinking though, and it's not human meat, simply spils of the recent hunting."
 
The servants seemed oddly attentive, earning respectful nods from Maya. Perhaps her people had misjudged the orcs a good deal. So far Duruz had been quite the hospitable host. Maya even had to admit that the smell of the meat stirred her stomach, and she actually smiled slightly upon receiving it. The implements were crude, but that was to be expected. Maya's people were only a few steps above this, and they weren't, well, savage orcs.

"Indeed, I imagine it shall take us quite some time to strike an accord," agreed Maya. she raised her tablet of food in salute, before beginning to sample the meat. Surely they wouldn't poison her; talks would end. Besides, she sampled the meat, rolling it about on her tongue, testing for any of the numerous poisons she'd been trained to identify. Recognizing none, she swallowed, nodding agreeably.

"I have to say, this is quite well done. Your people are skilled hunters indeed," she complimented, reaching for another bite of food. Political chit chat and compliments before sinking into the real work at hand. It suited the talks, though Maya had been the only one to expect it. Clearly she needed to revise her people's opinions of orcs.
 
"Indeed. After all, so many years of conflict will be hard to mend." he muttered, receiving his portion soon after. He watched her intently as she sampled the meat, taking quite a while to swallow the first bite. It seemed she was just taking precautions. Then again, he could not bring himself to poison a beuaty such as herself. It would leave a rather bad taste in his mouth. He let out a huge bellow at her comments, a light smirk on his face as he began to eat. "I must say, even your people are crafty. Those many weapons of yours are rather impressive."

He started to eat as well, sighing contently as he ate. Maya was most likely not expecting such gracious service from them, though it made their discussions much easier without tensions. "Now then, we can talk while we eat." he said, shewing on a piece of the meat.
 
"Well, I'm certain that with both of us working together, we shall overcome our people's difficulties," insisted Maya. She took another bite of the food, savoring the taste. It had a bit of an odd after flavor, but nothing too unusual. Even Maya's people had to eat strange things from time to time, and Maya certainly wasn't going to be offending her host. she did request something to drink, actually daring to move and look for the servants to address directly.

She took another bite of food, nodding in agreement with Duruz's assertions. "You are most right. I believe we should begin by discussing borders between our lands."

From there, Maya launched into a description of what she had in mind, outlying common landmarks and using a river as most of the border. It was a surprisingly fair offer, and actually more than Maya's people had originally wanted. She'd managed to convince them that the orcs would need the water too, and they'd never stop fighting if one side held all of it.
 
Duruz at his food rather quickly, a satisfied sigh coming from him. She too seemed to be enjoying the meal as well, though it was sure to be much different than perhaps she would have served them. He noticed her looking around for the guards, summoning them to go about with her request. Within time they had come back with a simple wine, with the grapes squeezed and all. Not the best quality, but certainly very pleasing still. They set the drink on the tablet and left them once again.

Duruz was certainly content with the idea of the borderlines. At least now they would both have free access to the water. It wasn't uncommon for one or the other to be ambushed over such a trivial matter. The amount of territory was fairly equal, with the humans carrying a bit more. Still this would ease their problems a lot. "A fine proposal indeed. At least the territory is about the same."
 
The wine tasted well enough. Not as good as what Maya would have served, but she also wagered that the orcs didn't have contact with trade. Perhaps that was something else she could offer to ease relations. That she also had some alcohol did ease the chieftess, and she became evidently more relaxed, shifting to a more comfortable position upon her stone and nodding.

"Yes, this should work quite well for territory," agreed Maya. She nodded, extending a hand for Duruz to shake. She'd wait till he did so, before returning to grip her staff, reaffirming her chiefly position and the solemnity of the occasion. That settled, she moved on, asking about herd movements and other such dry information. Perhaps this would go a lot easier than she'd expected, if they could reach fast agreements on all the important issues.
 
It amused Duruz even more with her reaction to the wine. He was well aware that the humans indulged of it quite often. He could already see how it was affecting her, seeing her change position on the stone. "Heheh, of course. It is settled then." He reached forward to take her delicate hand, gripping firmly but not with the intent to crush it. Their discussions led to other things related to the orcs movements and whatnot, getting resolved rather quickly as well. The meeting was going about rather easily. Maya would most likely be out of here sooner than she had anticipated. Of course, Duruz had made sure that she get all the wine she had requested.
 
Maya did know better than to imbibe too much alcohol. Only a little, used to lubricate the social functions and nothing more. The last thing either of them needed was slurred words or stupid comments. Still, it was hard to keep too much track when the servants kept filling your cup. Maya could feel herself become slightly buzzed by the drink, and it was then that she pushed it aside.

But again things had gone well. Duruz had taken her hand in his, shaking in agreement with the mater. Plus things were going quite well, quite quickly. Duruz seemed to concede every point that Maya had brought up. Even the more dire suggestions, such as strict hunting rights and recompense for deaths were simply nodded and agreed too. Soon they wouldn't have anything else to discuss.

Indeed, it was only a matter of a small movement of the sun, no more than two hours at most, by the time they ran out of things to discuss. The surprised chieftess actually blinked at the orc.

"You are being most accommodating, leader," she complimented "My people will be quite pleased to hear of this when I return to them. I believe all is settled, unless you had something else you wished to address."
 
Duruz couldn't help but chuckle as the alcohol seemed to be taking more affect on her than she would have liked. She would have no more it seemed. Duruz continued to listen in with the human's proposals, continuing to agree with each one she made. As much as it surprised her, things went by very quickly. they hadn't been here nearly as long as one would expect.

Once they were finished, Duruz let out another loud bellow at her comments. "Haha! You praise me too much. Yes, hopefully this will serve to ease tensions completely. I'll be sure to make sure my own kind are to abide by these proposals as well." He stood up from the stone, stretching slightly from sitting so long. He had quite an impressive figure if Maya were to be paying attention, as all the orcs did. Of course, they would need it for easily overpowering their opposition.

"I don't think there is anything else that is necessary for us to speak about. Everything has been pretty much settled." he said, a pleasant grin on his face. "I suppose the only thing would be about that flower." he said, motioning towards the same flower that he had offered her earlier. "I figure that it suits a beauty such as yourself." he said with a light chuckle.
 
The bellow nearly made Maya jump, but she hid her surprise well enough, forcing a smile at the other leader. Yes, she did notice his figure, as she noticed most orcish figures. They were quite... impressive. And large. Doubtless every bit of them happened to be quite large. not that Maya cared much for such things; she barely looked at the men of her own tribe, let alone the virile orcs.

"Oh yes, the flower," said the chieftess. she reached over, taking the blossom in her hands. She nodded toward the orc, before threading it into her hair. It stood out along the dark chestnut of her well fit locks, enhancing her beauty as one would expect. She paused, turned to the orc leader so he could see his appreciation for her gesture. Nothing immediately happened.

She shifted, reaching up to take the flower. Perhaps it had some special scent? Maya lifted it to her nose, taking a delicate whiff of it, breathing in the scent of the flower. It had a sharp, pungent smell, one that seemed vaguely familiar to the chieftess. No sooner had she sniffed it then she lowered her hands, and the flower. Odd, but it had suddenly gotten hotter in the tent. She felt flushed, as though heat were rising from somewhere within he. stranger still, it seemed focused on a few key points of her body. Her breasts. Her sex. They both seemed to be heating. that was... strange.

"It smells lovely," she managed, the arousal already beginning to creep subtly into her voice.

{I'm not 100% sure how you wanted it to work. Just give me a clue and I'll have it working Maya over in no time }
 
"Yes indeed. It is a very rare thing to come upon. I'm sure you're aware of just how rare it is. There are specific conditions that need to be met in order for it to grow. They only grow around this time of year near a big body of water. The soil needs to be just the right temperature as well. To make things more difficult, the seeds areusually eaten up right away by any animal that happens upon it."

He couldn't help but grin as she took a whiff of the flower's scent. "Perfect." he thought. "Of course, it does look perfect when you wear it as well. It really compliments your beauty." he said, starting to move closer to her. From the way she was acting now, it looked like it was starting to take effect on her body. that, along with the slight buzz of the wine seemed to give a pleasing result. "It is quite something isn't it? Truly a thing of beauty to go along with your own." he said.
 
"That sounds quite rare indeed," agreed Maya. It was getting hotter in here. Beads of sweat formed upon Maya's flesh, dotting her. She felt a droplet slide between her breasts, trailing down into the covering she wore over them. If it continued to be this hot, she'd have to shed her covering. For that matter, it must not be doing its job: she could swear she saw her nipples.

"I'm glad it pleases you," she added. She took another whiff, enjoying the scent a second time. For some reason, she shuddered after, but covered it by smiling at the orc. she threaded the flower into her hair, putting it out of sight and out of mind. The heat seemed to get worse though, and it seemed quite focused. Maya would have to leave this meeting in an untimely fashion, not what she wanted in the slightest.

"I'm afraid I shall have to leave soon," confessed the chieftess. "I believe I am growing ill."

that was the only explanation for the sudden flesh, sweat beginning to roll down her frame. Her nipples jutted against the leather of her top, and her skirt suddenly felt like too much covering. Yes, she certainly needed to leave and soak in a cold spring. Soon.
 
"Haha! That it is." he said with another hearty chuckle. "It seems even more fitting, considering how rare it is for a leader such as yourself to come along." Even as he spoke, he was watching the flower's effects start to kick in. The sweat over her body was becoming more evident, and her clothing was becoming undone a bit. He had gotten that quick glance at her impressive breasts as well as her nipples. The next whiff would only prove to make him smile even wider. "Hmm? Are you not well? If that is the case, it would be much better if you were to rest up here. You have quite a distance to cover, and your condition may worsen." he said. "Please, allow us to look after you, and help to ease whatever is the problem." What was a problem for her, was surely not a problem for Duruz. His plan was working rather well. He would have Maya. He would make sure of it.
 
"I thank you for your compliments, however deserved they are," replied Maya tactfully. she kept shifting her feet uneasily. The heat simply wouldn't dim. More and more sweat had begun to roll down her body, making her feel even more uncomfortable. Worse, the burning had certainly spread to her loins and breasts, setting both areas aflame. If the chieftess didn't know any better, she would have sworn that she was actually getting aroused. It was an absurd notion, since there was clearly nothing here that would arouse the chieftess. Still, the clinging leather of her ceremonial garb was beginning to feel constricting. The woman reached down to casually slide the skirt a few inches lower, and to release just one clasp upon her top. The air that hit her body felt marvelous, though hardly enough to do much.

"I think you may be right," Maya finally admitted. "It could prove disastrous for me to travel in such a condition. Forgive me for imposing upon your hospitality a while longer. A private tent for resting would be most appreciated. Surely after a few hours I should be fine."

And if need be, she could take care of her arousal... personally.
 
Duruz watched the chieftess with an amused look on his face. The affects of the flower were truly remarkable, doing much more than the orc had expected. As she relieved herself of some of her restraints, he couldn't help but get a little peak at just how much more it showed him. She would more than likely be too focused on quelling the fire in her loins to notice. "Indeed. I will make arrangements for a private tent for you to rest up in. Please rest as long as you need to." he said, motioning to a couple others outside. "They will have it set up shortly." In a matter of minutes, they had come back, and he turned to her. "Come, I will bring you over." He led her out of the tent, moving her to one nearby that was not quite as big as his. These sort of tents were meant for these sort of situations where their warriors were hurt or resting. A long cloth had been set on the ground for her to rest on, and there was water available for drinking or whatever reason she could think of. "Take your time to rest. I will come to check up on you every now and then."
 
The sooner Maya could rid herself of these blasted, confining, hot clothes, the better she'd feel. That fire lit her entire body, causing sweat to begin to bead upon her flesh. Thankfully the chieftess just managed to fight against the blush that she felt rising within her. That certainly wouldn't do, not for a chieftess brokering a truce between peoples. In fact, this whole mess didn't feel quite right. Maya swallowed again, forcing down her arousal. Soon enough she'd be in a tent of her own. She could take care of these wholly uncomfortable, pleasant urges and be on her way. Yes, that should do quite well.

the few minutes it took for the servants to set up the tent were nearly painful for the visiting chieftess. Somehow she managed to fight against her urges, though she found herself tugging at her clothing regardless. As soon as the tent was set up, Maya fully intended to race over there. instead, she found herself following the orc chief. The tent looked pleasant enough, especially given the circumstances. About now, Maya would have taken two shaky walls and a pallet for privacy. She smiled and bid the orc goodbye.

As soon as Duruz left, Maya hurried over to the water. she took a deep drink of it, before cupping her hands and beginning to pour it over herself. The water along her heated flesh felt wonderful, but it didn't dim the urges. No, it simply made her wet and cool for a few seconds, before turning into a wet, hot heat. Moaning, Maya looked about. Nothing there, and no one was likely to disturb her, beyond Duruz. She moved over to set the water near the door, arranging things so that whoever entered would make enough noise for her to draw into a more reasonable position.

Then, the woman lay down upon the cloth, closing her eyes. It was too much. Her hands began roaming her body, seeking out pleasure points. Within moments, the chieftess rolled nipples in one hand while the other worked between her legs, stoking the heat and her arousal.
 
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