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Krognak made his way through the streets of the town, a sack over his shoulder and dressed in his usually, which comprised of tight fitted leather pants that were protected by studded cuisses harnessed to them. A pair of worn leather boots covered his feet and the last piece of clothing were simple leather gloves on both hands. Many humans tended to stare in discomfort at the sight of someone walking around topless, but it was both a pride and orc thing. He had a great body so why not flaunt it. Also, most orcs tended to stray from wearing shirts of any kind, even women. When he lived in his village, years ago, mostly everyone walked around naked or with a simple loincloth that covered the more sensitive bits. Still, even if Krognak didn't want to wear clothing, at least his pants showcased one of his many large assets.
He continued down the streets until he reached the inn that he and his traveling company were staying at. More like a lover, but the pair were adventuring together and so it was convenient. He made his way through the entrance and waved his hand at the young maiden in the front. She gave him a playful wink as he passed by, but he thought nothing of it. Catfolk were known to be quiet flirtatious. He headed up the steps towards the third floor and to his room. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the key which he used to unlock the door and enter into the room. Once he, he locked the door behind himself and noticed his little fox still asleep in bed.
He placed the things onto the desk in the room and made his way towards the boy, kneeling down next to the bed and looking at him. He was youthful and adorable, something the orc liked. A boyish charm and an innocents that made the orc go wild with emotions. He brought a rough hand to the boy's soft face and caressed his cheek. A soft smile spread on the orc's face as he looked upon his lover so delicately.
Last edited by SleepyButt; October 12th, 16 at 10:03 PM..
Reason: Testing
Name: Tyler Abbey
Race: Foxfolk
Gender: Male
Orientation: Gay
Occupation: Mage for hire
Five foot two inches, 112 pounds.
Six inch cock, slender.
Tyler let out a quiet, happy sigh at the strokes. The dreaming lad was more than a comrade to Kro, as he called him. Tyler was desperately in love with the orc.
The boy was petite, feminine even. What could be considered child bearing hips, and a bubble bottom capped off his gorgeous body. Ginger locks that fell to his shoulder blades on his head, but no hair elsewhere, aside from his tail and fox ears. Creamy, soft skin in a gorgeous ivory, unblemished. And he was all Kro's.
The boy instinctively pressed closer to the hand, even in sleep recognizing the orc's scent.
Krognak couldn't get enough of the foxes soft velvet skin under his fingers. Much better when it was underneath him, but he never liked to push himself to hard on the boy. He knew he could handle him, but obviously giving the other a break was only proper courtesy. Once again, he continued his caresses and felt the other purr only slightly in response. It was adorable and cute, which always made the orc light up with joy.
It would be correct to say that Krognak was not a typical when it came to be an orc, but then again, nothing was typical about their relationship. It was then that he felt the other rub up into the rough hand that laid softly on his cheek. That drove Krognak to bring his other hand over to the boy's soft shoulder and rub it ever so gently.
Within that moment, he felt that all too familiar heat resonating in his groin. The member between his legs was awaking and he felt it stir within his tight leather pants. He normally never wore undergarments under the pants so it usually snaked either way to one side of the other. When he was aroused then, it was incredibly difficult to hide the fact at all. The feeling was all to good so he brought his groin over to the edge of the bed and pressed it firmly against the wooden frame.
A deep groan rumble deep in his chest and the pleasure built up slightly.