Lovell the Were-Orc: Part Two (Rough Draft)

There’s a light coming through the curtains that hurts your eyes. You turn away, pulling a blanket up over your head. The previous night you had gone to a party at Lovell’s place. You had felt a bit out of place amongst some of his friends, so you tried to impress them. You drank a bit too much, so how you got home was a mystery.

You then realized you hadn’t gone home at all. You moved back the blanket, cussing at the sunlight as you looked around the room. It was familiar, but you’d never seen it during the day. Just a few times when you had come by to have dinner with Lovell or hang out.

“Oh god, he put me to bed like some kid,” you grumbled. You fell back into bed, covering your eyes with your arm. “Real impressive, idiot.” You and Lovell had been seeing each other for a few weeks now. You had gone out on nice dates, hung out a lot, you were trying your best here. But aside from some small kisses, not much had progressed. You figured it was your goofy ass. Now, being tucked in like a baby, you figured Lovell would see you as nothing but.

The bathroom door opened and Lovell tiptoed out, going to his dresser while steam poured from the door. You sat up, a bit sluggish, but you wanted to see. His bare back was turned to you so there was skin as far as the eye could see. Your eyes traveled down, and his towel was hanging low, giving you a good look at his shapely rear. Too bad you were a little hungover and couldn’t appreciate it like you should.

Lovell turned and saw you sitting up. “Good morning sunshine,” he chuckled.

You just made a pouty face.

Lovell smirked and walked over to your side of the bed. “How do you feel?”

“Stupid,” you grunted.

“Yeah well, you’re doing better than I expected.” He kissed your cheek. “I’m done in the shower if you feel like it. Maybe that’ll make you feel better.” Another kiss on your neck.

It was more than you expected after drinking yourself to bed. “Maybe,” you sighed.

Lovell patted your leg and stood up. “I’ll make breakfast, maybe pancakes will help you to feel better.”

You frowned, but took his suggestion to bathe. Lovell even lent you some clothes so you didn’t have to wear the sweaty ones you slept in. The hot water did feel nice, and after a while you didn’t feel that gross, icky feeling all through your body. Aside from a little headache, you could consider yourself normal.

In the kitchen, Lovell was only wearing pajama bottoms. It was the most skin you’d ever seen from him. The two of you had made out a few times, but anytime you were remotely close to something ‘more’ Lovell would pull back.

“How do you feel?” Lovell asked, glancing back at you.

You had put on a shirt and underwear, not really sexy, still more in the ‘my might be boyfriend tucked me into bed after I drank too much’ area.

“Okay.” You sat down at the table and rubbed your neck.

Lovell chuckled. “You went down like a rock.”

You grimaced.

“I’ve got you some food going, so don’t worry.” Lovell turned back to the stove, shifting pancakes onto a plate.

You grunted in reply, fearing this was the end of anything romantic between you two. You saw the coffee pot was full, so you got up to make yourself a cup. As you did, Lovell’s hand slipped back, and pinched your rear. You looked over at him, he gave no reaction aside from a smile.

“What?” You half chuckle.

“Nothing.”

You arch a brow, and as soon as you turn he pinches again.

“Knock it off,” you laughed.

“Knock off what?” Lovell’s smile was a big smirk now.

You pinched is butt in return and he made a sexy little moan that got somethings working for you.

“Easy now, I’m tender,” Lovell purred.

You glanced towards Welda’s room, but the door was closed. You came up behind Lovell, giving his ass a firm slap.

Lovell moaned again and buried it in a chuckle. “Bad boy. I’m cooking you breakfast and you do that to me?”

God, why was that so hot? You came up and kisses his bare shoulder, stroking your palm down his back.

“I guess you do feel better.” Lovell turned, meeting your kisses and pushing you back against the counter. His hands wrapped around, grabbing your ass and squeezing tight.

“Wait, wait-” you panted. “What’s going on? I figured after last night-”

Lovell smirked. “You don’t remember?”

Your gut sank. “No…what did I do? Oh god, Lovell, what the fuck did I do?”

He laughed. “Nothing bad, trust me. Nothing that anyone else would have noticed.” Lovell inched in closer. “When you got a little more than tipsy you opened up like a middle school girl’s diary.”

Your heart plummeted.

“Lovell, I want to suck your big, fat cock so bad,” Lovell mockingly moaned. “Babe, I want you to put your balls on my face. Hey, you there, I like you so much I’d let you come all over me.”

I was beyond mortified.

Lovell kissed you. “That was all fine. But then you had to hit me with the: I want you so bad, you’re my dream.”

You weren’t sure how to react.

Lovell kissed you again. “I want you too.”

“Then…are we…” You hesitated to ask the question after being called a middle school girl diary.

He chuckled, kissing your neck then gently biting. His tusks rubbed against your skin and then he rose back up his full height. “We’ll talk more once you feel better.”

It felt like he was pulling away again at the perfect moment. Lovell finished up breakfast, serving you a plate of pancakes you slowly worked your way through.

After breakfast, Lovell took your hand and pulled you back into his bedroom. He closed the door behind him as you got back into bed.

“I like you a lot,” Lovell murmured, his back still turned. “I don’t want you to think I’m trying to skirt around things.”

You swallowed and rubbed the side of your neck. “I keep wondering why you would pull away at the last second. I figured either I wasn’t working out.”

“Far from.” Lovell came to the bed and sat on the edge from you. “I’m sorry,” he whispered and placed his palm on your cheek. “I want to. I’m just being careful.”

You frowned, wondering if something else was wrong. “For what?”

“With myself, mostly,” he muttered. “I’ve had a few bad breakups in the past.”

You shrugged. “If it helps, I’m usually not a bad breaker-upper.”

Lovell smiled, leaning in to give you a soft kiss. “Let’s just say I have a family issue that makes dating tough sometimes.”

You furrowed your brow. “What kind of issue?”

“It’s hard to explain. But I…I really want things to work out with you. I want to be more intimate with you, sharing my body and my life.”

Your heart hammered. “Cool,” was all you could think to say in your surprise.

Lovell laughed, kissing you more hungrily this time. He moaned softly against your lips and gazed into your eyes. “Babe, can I suck your cock?”

It felt as though the top of your head popped off. You were not expecting that out of all things.  “Really?”

Lovell smirked, licking up the side of his tusk. “Just to show you I’m serious.” His hand smoothed down your body, then gripped between your legs. He palpated against you, feeling you were already growing hard. He bit your neck and moaned against your ear.

He began stroking you through the underwear, feeling you become a ridge inside. He kissed you, licking your lips and glaring into your eyes.

“You like that,” he growled. “Good boy. Get hard for me.”

You bit your lip as you watched his hand. He tugged down the underwear, pulling your cock out and holding it in his strong hand.

“Fuck,” you moaned.

Lovell chuckled,licking his fingertips then stroking you. “You’ve got a pretty cock, don’t you? Yeah.” He slipped down between your legs, lowering his head until you felt his tongue against your tip.

Your breath shuddered and you wheezed as you watched. He licked up and down, breathing against you. How was this possible? This huge, sexy orc was just…slobbering over you? You held back a loud moan as Lovell took you into his mouth. His moans vibrated along your cock and surged through every nerve in your body.

It was hard trying to control yourself, you didn’t want Lovell to think you had no stamina, but also you didn’t want him to think he was doing an awful job. Far from, he was giving you the best head you’d ever received.

“I’m coming,” you eventually sputtered. “Oh fuck, I’m coming. Lovell-” You grabbed his mohawk, unsure if you should push or pull. Lovell took you, drinking you up as you shuddered and twitched inside his mouth.

When Lovell sat up, there wasn’t a drop. He smirked at you, wiping his lip then licking up the side of his tusk. “Enjoying yourself?”

You couldn’t quite spak yet, just stare at him as a blurry haze surrounded him.

Lovell chuckled, pulling you into bed and cuddling up beside you. It was strange, almost dreamlike. You closed your eyes, feeling his soft kisses on your back and shoulder.

“What’re you doing tonight?” Lovell whispered.

“Hm?” You were half asleep when he asked.

His arm around you tightened. “Are you doing anything tonight? I’d like to tell you something.”

You rolled over to look at him. “Can’t you tell me now?”

“Not now. Tonight.” His hand rubbed up and down your chest. “Your place, so we can be private.”

You smiled softly. “Sure. Anything I should prepare myself for?”

“Good question.” His tone sounded serious. “Just expect a deep talk.”

“I will. Just…will I get to suck your cock at some point?” You asked with a smile.

Lovell's serious expression melted away and he leaned in for a kiss. It was soft and warm and it made your heart leap out through your bones.

“I promise, you’ll get to do more than that to me if you’re good.” Lovell bit your cheek softly then the two of you cuddled back together.

Lovell had an appointment to get to at work, so the cuddling was short lived. But you rode the high of that orgasm all day. You were exhilarated and beyond chipper. You even spent the day cleaning your house so when Lovell showed up you seemed like you had something together.

As the evening went on, you got a message from Lovell that he was leaving work. You anxiously waited on him, wondering what it was he wanted to talk about. He had mentioned some sort of family issue before. That could have meant anything. Did they not like human partners? Was there a hazing ritual when you wanted to date an orc? Was there a family curse and only true love’s kiss could break it?

Just when you were in the midst of overthinking, Lovell knocked on the door. “Hey, come on in.” You brought him inside and he set his bag down by the door. “How was work?” You decided to deflect.

Lovell’s eyes glanced towards the big glass windows that made up an entire wall. “It was work.” He looked cautiously back at you. “I’m just glad to see you.”

“You too,” you said with a smile.

The two of you sat down on the sofa and Lovell looked tense right away. He rubbed his hand up and down his arm, then fidgeted with his fingers. He looked at you, building up the nerve for what he wanted to say.

“Do you want anything to drink?” You asked.

“No, I should be fresh for this.” He sat up straight. “I told you there was something with my family that…it puts a hindrance on things.” He looked you up and down. “Something that we pride but others see as a curse.”

“It really is a curse?” You blurted.

Lovell narrowed his eyes at you. “What?”

“Ignore me,” you shake your head. “Keep going, I’m listening.”

Lovell huffed and rubbed his arm again. “It’s really hard to say out loud. A lot of people I’ve dated haven’t taken well to it.”

“Are you okay?” You asked.

Lovell’s anxious expression took on a soft smile. “Yes. I’m fine. It’s just-” He stood up and took off his shirt. “I’ll show you.” He closed the curtains on the windows and the room went even darker. Lovell stood there still and after a few moments you heard a slight hissing and crackling noise. Fur began sprouting on his arms and his mohawk began to grow thick down his back. He leaned over, covering his head as his body popped and jerked. He made a crying sound and you leapt up from the couch.

“Lovell!” You shouted with concern.

He fell to all fours and held up a hand to keep you back. “Stay…away-” He grunted. “This won’t take long-” He whimpered, his body shifting and growing. Fur was sprouting everywhere.

You wanted to run to him, but he wasn’t letting you close. Our heart was hammering, this was terrifying, but only because you didn’t know if he was in pain.

After a few quiet minutes, Lovell rose from the ground, even more towering than before. He reached into his pants, pulling out a thick, fluffy tail. He looked like a wolf, but a green, burly wolf.

“Cool,” you whispered under your breath. “You’re a furry?”

Lovell was too stunned to speak .”No…I…it’s…”

You smiled at him and approached. You ran your hand down his arm then over his broad chest. His body was hot to touch, and you could feel his pulse going rapidly inside. You looked into his eyes, which had become bright yellow in the transformation.

“Family curse,” you murmured.

“Lycanthropy,” he muttered. “I’m still reeling that you called me a furry.”

You chuckled and he began laughing too. He lowered his head down, pressing it against  your forehead. He was shaking, so you took hold if his hands and squeezed them tight.

“It’s okay,” you whispered.

“I know, just…let me breathe a moment.” He pulled away, moving towards the windows and he stood there by the curtains.

“Talk to me,” you murmured.

Lovell nodded. “I’m trying.” He kept looking down at his feet. He swallowed and took a deep breath. “Those I’ve shown this too before don’t take it well. They freak out, worry that I’ll go rabid and try to kill them.” You saw a glint of something on his cheek. “If I get angry…it’s worse.”

“Do you try to kill?” You asked hesitantly. “Or are you just fluffy?”

Lovell looked towards you and you were sure there were tears in his eyes. It must have took a lot for him to show this, but he must have felt some level of safety with you to even do it. You approached him, reaching up to wipe away the tears then pulling him down to rest his head on your shoulder.

“I’m glad you could show me this,” you whispered as you held him. “I would like to know more.”

Lovell took you into his arms. “Thank you.”

You held each other for a while and then you took his hand. You silently led him back to your bedroom and you began kissing. It was soft at first, reassuring him you weren’t afraid. You began removing your clothes, pressing closer to him as you did. His massive hands roamed your body, touching and squeezing as you both fumbled your way towards the bed.

“Babe,” he moaned. “Careful.”

“Really?” You chuckled. “You think I could hurt you now?”

“Not that,” he growled. “In this form I can get…well, hungry like the world.”

I laughed and kissed him. “I’d like the wolf to do whatever he wanted to me. Lick me. Bite me. Fuck me.”

Lovell snarled. “Don’t give me that freedom.” He clawed his hands down your body. “It’s like I’m in heat in this form.”

“I want it, all of you.” You reached down, finding his cock and stroking it.

Lovell moaned, arching his back so he pressed into your palm. “Fuck.”

“I can take the wolf,” you panted. “It’s you. I want you.”

Lovell whined and gripped onto the headboard, heaving lustfully above you. You pulled his hips, bringing him close. Under a tuft of green fur was his magnificent cock. It was thick already, growing harder by the second. You licked the tip, feeling him twitched. His hips thrusted forward, pressing against your lips. You licked again, taking the tip between your lips.

“Babe, yes,” Lovell moaned. “So warm.”

You leaned in closer, taking more of him until your jaw ached. You pulled back, licking your lips and taking him again.

“Good boy,” Lovell moaned. “Good…so good-” His tail was wagging behind him. “Yes fuck. I want more.” He shoved in a little deeper, pulling back when you began to gag.

Lovell moved down, kissing you and pressing you down into the bed. His weight on top of you felt amazing. His cock rubbing along your thigh felt even better. He went lower, kissing your whole body. He licked your cock, moving down and lapping at your pucker. Your body was melting, and you were letting him do as he pleased.

Lovell licked and moaned, thrusting his wet tongue inside you. He sat up, a look in his eyes as if searching. He then reached for your bedside table, and he found what he was looking for.

“How’d you know?” You panted.

“Bedside table, duh.” Lovell laughed as he opened the bottle of lube. He dripped it onto you, smearing it between your cheeks and pressing it inside with his finger. Your whimpers became moans as his touch continued. His finger pulled out and he got himself into position.

He laid his cock with yours, stroking them together. His eyes were heady, his mouth set with a bit of drool dripping along the side of his tusk.

“Make me stop if I hurt you.” he growled as he lifted your legs. Your hips came off the bed and Lovell placed himself against you. He pressed once, twice, and third time was the charm.

You cried out loudly, trying to breathe as Lovell moved inside. You stretched around him, taking him bit by bit until you felt him pressed against you.

“How do you feel?” Lovell whispered.

You were dizzy and beyond horny. “Cool,” you gasped out.

Lovell smirked. “Cool.” He kissed you again as he began to move his hips. He was deep inside you, then he was out and pressing back inside. He grunted and moaned, shaking as he took pleasure in you.

You clung to him, swooning from the power he was delivering. This moment had been building for so long, and now it was yours. You finally had Lovell in your clutches, so to speak.

Morning came to your surprise. You laid there in bed, wondering how you got to this moment. You could remember making love with Lovell, but you couldn’t recall the ending, not right away. You looked over to see Lovell snuggled up beside you. He looked warm, cozy, and happy. You smiled softly, reaching out and kissing him. His eyes fluttered and he returned the sleepy kiss with another.

“What’d you do to me last night?” You whispered. “I feel like you gave me amnesia.”

Lovell chuckled. “Your head did hit the headboard a few times during my last few thrusts.”

You kissed him again, the lazy, sleepy touches became more intense. “Okay, I remember that now.”

“You came so hard you hit me in the eye, remember that?” Lovell teased.

“No!” You snickered.

Lovell growled into your ear. “I came so hard inside you. I thought I’d pass out. It was so fucking good, babe.”

You felt a twitch in your loins. “Did you howl?”

Lovell smirked. “For you, I did.” He kissed you and bit your neck, moaning softly against your ear. “Let me thank you properly.”

“Thank me?” You breathed.

Lovell nodded. “For seeing me and making me laugh when I felt my lowest.” He brushed his hand against your cheek. “For making me feel wanted.”

You placed your arms around him. “Because I do.”

Lovell kissed you hard, moaning softly as your bodies pressed together. “Any plans today?” He asked.

“Fucking you,” you laughed.