▼ Tlaloc
Fishuli thought he was pretty fit, considering his large size and impressive muscles, yet here he was on his ass, panting for breath and drenched in sweat as his limbs ached from Tlaloc’s intense work out.The giant Zandalari looked down at Fishuli with an amused expression across his face. The two trolls were in nothing but a training loincloth, that the zandalari insisted was necessary, leaving them to take in the bright sun that shone down on the training grounds. Tlaloc was barely showing any signs of slowing down, but he did so just for the pirate.“Ha! Not bad fo’ a Darkspear,” Tlaloc said, his large frame casting a shadow over Fishuli. He noticed his arms were a bit shaky, probably from the hardcore weightlifting he had the troll do, and he knew how to cure what ailed him. He lowered himself until his was pretty much sitting in Fishuli’s lap, taking one of his arms in his grasp. “Here, let me help ya dere.”“Gah! He-hey...!” Having the huge man in his lap was a bit of a shock, yet more surprising was the fact his legs were being crushed from the mass of muscle placed on them. Tlaloc began kneading his thumb into Fishuli’s arm, slowly moving up the limb. An electric sensation ran through his arm as he felt the feeling come down from it’s pained sting. Admittedly it felt good. And having such a huge mon on top of him wasn’t so bad either. “Huh... yer pretty good,” he said, earning a prideful grin from Tlaloc, “... ya do full body?”
