Darkest Royal: Karra vs Orc Part 2

Tik Tik flips the coin. The glint of gold catches the corner of their eyes as they size each other up.The coin lands on the patch of dirt, and the two run into one another, arms wrapping around bodies, pressing up against one another, groping and grappling as they struggle to be the first to pin the other one down.

“Keep it sexy,” Tik Tik says. “Nothing is banned as long as we’re still having fun!”

Hearing this, the orc snickers as he grapples Karra, and he opens his mouth wide, biting her neck where she is exposed.

Karra gasps, her grip loosening as she falls onto her back. He climbs on top of her, grabbing her leg and lifting it upwards as he slides upwards, seeking to pin her down, not just with that leg, but with his manhood poking at her slit. “Hah! I have you already!” he chuckles, his black eyes seeming to twinkle. “Not bad for a ‘boy!” he says

“I… it’ll take more than that, to tip me over the edge!” Karra hisses.

He pulls his mouth free from her, his length pushing inside, spreading her slit and feeling the wonderful walls wrap around him. But that’s not the only part that wraps around his body, as her tail coils up around his ankle, climbing up his leg. The orc tries to kick her off, but the strength of that appendage pulls him off and sends him tumbling through the dirt.

He rolls around, only to feel her body tackle onto him, her tail spinning him around as it wraps him up, pinning him down and tying one arm to his chest as she sits on his stomach. “And that’s how a professional hogties a rowdy boy,” she says, winking at him.

He tries to pull his arm free, his actual free arm tugging at her tail, scratching over her scales as he growls.

“Now, now, no use strugglin’. You had your chance to be the big man on top, and you decided to take things too slow for my taste.” She leans down now, her finger stroking up and down along his shaft. “This boy had himself a nice taste, but now it's my turn. And with mah mouth, you ain’t gonna have a chance to make me come. How’s that feel? Good, I ‘spose. Though, you’re gonna lose this bet.

“I… I can’t lose!” he says. “I need this money, and you won’t stop me from… from… ohhhhghoooo…”

Her mouth wraps around his length, her serpentine tongue flicking up underneath the head as she lowers her face closer to his hips. As she slides down the shaft, she wraps the tongue around the length like her tail wraps around his body, squeezing and stroking, all the while bobbing and sucking with her face. As she slides over the shaft, he can feel the gentle rubbing from two hard objects on either side--her fangs, holding his cock in place.

He grits his teeth, finding his one hand unable to break the rest of himself free. The poor orc boy has to endure the torture of her tongue, mouth, and even teeth, at least for the time being.

“Sitting back?” Tik Tik asks. “Perhaps orc likes to keep girl in charge?” The kobold giggles as she scribbles a terrible sketch of the position the two are in, knowing she would not do the actual event justice.

He growls as he looks back up to Tik Tik and then takes his hand, digging down under Karra’s tail. He gropes as fingers slide and scratch over her behind, and Karra shifts to try to alleviate the sensations, only to feel as two fingers slide their way inside of her.

Karra stops her pace as she feels the invasion within her, not just because of the sudden feeling of wriggling digits up inside her body, but because they go up the wrong way! She can’t help herself but break free, crying out in a strained mix of pleasure and pain. By reflex, she loosens herself from his body, which allows him to slip himself free, his arm poking through between the spaces of her tail, pulling out of her with a “pop” and grappling her by that appendage.

By the time he’s standing, she’s fallen down on the ground, looking over her shoulder at the triumphant male sneering down at her. “N… no fair. We were both having fun, weren’t we?”

“Sorry, I’m not here for fun. I’m here for money!”

“Just like every other guy,” Karra sighs, flipping herself onto her back. Her tail wriggles around in his grasp, forcing him to try and keep himself balanced. “But don’t you just want to make it fun? Tik, you said we could use anything, right? How about conjurin’ us some tools?”

Tik Tik snickers and turns to a particular page in her book. With a snap of her fingers, she says. “Each of you will get one item to use! Think it and it shall appear!”

The orc’s knife materializes in his hand. With this, he goes down, straddling her tail and pressing the blade up against her neck once more, snickering. “I win…” he says, leaning in to lick her cheek. “Got anything that can beat this?”

“Ah just might, if’n yer curious any…” she says. And with that, something smooth, wooden, rounded presses up against his butt.