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Past/teen aaarrrgghh compilatoion feat. Bular because i CAN
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
“You will no longer allow others to take you. Not anymore,” Tzane turned to look at Grike “you will not please anyone’s desires, if they have a problem they come to me”
"But it ain't that simple!" Grike protested, "I've gotta eat, Tzane! It's how I earn my meat!"
That, and scavenging...
“Grike, I didn’t want to say this but, I am general now. In your army. I have more than enough food now to feed both me and you. To be fair my species makes dont need to eat much”
"I can't ask you to do that." Grike whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.
“You don’t have to ask me. You already have the privilege” he crawled up into the bed and pulled Grike into a hug. “The moment I decided that you would be my mate, was the moment that everything that is mine is yours”
Grike put a hand over his mouth.
He'd always dreamed of the day when someone would sweep him up and tell him he didn't have to sell his flesh anymore.
But he never dreamed.
"Are you real?" He whispered, nuzzling against Tzane's throat.
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
“You will no longer allow others to take you. Not anymore,” Tzane turned to look at Grike “you will not please anyone’s desires, if they have a problem they come to me”
"But it ain't that simple!" Grike protested, "I've gotta eat, Tzane! It's how I earn my meat!"
That, and scavenging...
“Grike, I didn’t want to say this but, I am general now. In your army. I have more than enough food now to feed both me and you. To be fair my species makes dont need to eat much”
"I can't ask you to do that." Grike whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.

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Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
“You will no longer allow others to take you. Not anymore,” Tzane turned to look at Grike “you will not please anyone’s desires, if they have a problem they come to me”
"But it ain't that simple!" Grike protested, "I've gotta eat, Tzane! It's how I earn my meat!"
That, and scavenging...
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
"Let me watch." Eunice is already loosening his breechcloth, rubbing at his slowly extending rut.
“As you wish.” He lets his shorts fall to his ankles. He goes to his cot and lay down on his back, giving Eunice a great view of his two dicks and hole. Milo cover his two fingers on his lower fingers. He reaches down and messages the outside of his hole.
“Mmmmm…” He playfully put the tips of his fingers in and out of his hole. He moans a bit louder. His back shivers in pleasure when he goes deeper.
Eunice gripped Milo's ankle and lifted his leg high, exposing his hole and cocks. The wormbeard chieftain Slid the tip of his claw along one of Milo's ruts, then along his gronk-nuks, before slipping into his ass. He curled his finger against Milo's sweet spot, then pulled back out.
The first Bolas pressed against Milo's rim before starting to stretch him.
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
"Let me watch." Eunice is already loosening his breechcloth, rubbing at his slowly extending rut.
“As you wish.” He lets his shorts fall to his ankles. He goes to his cot and lay down on his back, giving Eunice a great view of his two dicks and hole. Milo cover his two fingers on his lower fingers. He reaches down and messages the outside of his hole.
“Mmmmm…” He playfully put the tips of his fingers in and out of his hole. He moans a bit louder. His back shivers in pleasure when he goes deeper.

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Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
Sinday asks! How long has your longest rut lasted?
"Eleven days."
For Gog and Magog what sexy thing does Jess that turns you on?
"Her hoof does a little twitch when she cums." Said Magog, "It's the hottest thing."
"Sometimes when she's done eating something real bloody, she licks her claws. I see that tongue and I just....Whew." Gog is gonna stand up and go find his mate.
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
"Let me watch." Eunice is already loosening his breechcloth, rubbing at his slowly extending rut.
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@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
He growls at Grike before getting his ass grab. He turns to Eunice. He grins at him. “Well, I’m surprise you came to me. Being a married troll and all.” He teases.
"So you've heard. Aszea's a fine mate, fierce. Savage. Beautiful. But I have appetite enough for ten bull trolls. There's extra gold in it for you, if you're willing to play a little game with my Bolas."
Eunice grabbed Milo's drink and took a swig of it.
“Oh?” He leans on the bar. “How much gold are we talking about?” He grins.
He dropped a small sack of coins on the table, about the amount Milo would earn on a good day.
Eunice slid his bolas out of its spot at his side, letting the heavy iron balls hang low in front of Milo's eyes.
He grins. “Deal.” He takes the sack of gold and places it in his pocket. He stands. “Let’s get out of here.”
"Back to your hut." Eunice said, "I want you all to myself."
He ran his claws under Milo's chin.
He chuckle and they went to Milo’s hut.
Once inside Milo leans against Eunice chest, his hands wonder around his torso. “So? What’s this little game you want to play?”
"I'm gonna stuff my Bolas into that sweet little ass of yours until you've taken all three." Eunice tilted his head up, showing off his beard and throat in a mating display as Milo's hands wandered over his broad chest.
“Sounds fun.” He purrs lustfully and pulls his pants down. “Let me get ready and my ass is yours.” He winks.
"Y'need lumpkin oil?" Eunice asked, offering lube if Milo didn't have any.
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
He growls at Grike before getting his ass grab. He turns to Eunice. He grins at him. “Well, I’m surprise you came to me. Being a married troll and all.” He teases.
"So you've heard. Aszea's a fine mate, fierce. Savage. Beautiful. But I have appetite enough for ten bull trolls. There's extra gold in it for you, if you're willing to play a little game with my Bolas."
Eunice grabbed Milo's drink and took a swig of it.
“Oh?” He leans on the bar. “How much gold are we talking about?” He grins.
He dropped a small sack of coins on the table, about the amount Milo would earn on a good day.
Eunice slid his bolas out of its spot at his side, letting the heavy iron balls hang low in front of Milo's eyes.
He grins. “Deal.” He takes the sack of gold and places it in his pocket. He stands. “Let’s get out of here.”
"Back to your hut." Eunice said, "I want you all to myself."
He ran his claws under Milo's chin.
He chuckle and they went to Milo’s hut.
Once inside Milo leans against Eunice chest, his hands wonder around his torso. “So? What’s this little game you want to play?”
"I'm gonna stuff my Bolas into that sweet little ass of yours until you've taken all three." Eunice tilted his head up, showing off his beard and throat in a mating display as Milo's hands wandered over his broad chest.