(Commission) Minglian and Jiwen

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|| "One is sure that one can afford such a decadent room?" Jiwen reared herself back onto the bed, her paws exploring the surface of the sheet as she shuffled backwards onto it. A bed that befits her for once - it was a surprise in of itself. Nevertheless, she began shedding the bright golden and gamboge orange regalia mounted upon her body, ceremonial and regal. 

"Of course - anything for the Pandaren champion of Jousting." Minglian's tongue weaved out a teasing, ego-stroking tone with her speech. The pair had spent a week within the icy depths at the crown of the world, Icecrown, for the recent tournament - the inn room rental, both a celebration and a means of their return. Ming had already began the process of removing her armours and various other wears, eagerly presenting her naked body, a hand idly drifting up to the collar firmly attached to her neck. Full, bustling breasts were not her only asset, as she flicked her hips to the right, presenting her hind-end - eager tail thrashing through the air back and forth, fast enough to fan Jiwen off a few inches away. 

Jiwen rolled her eyes at the display, and merely pat her thigh, curling a finger inwards towards her own body to call the woman to service. Minglian eagerly sashayed forward, swinging and jiggling her assets. On all fours, she wantingly crawls up to betwixt Jiwen's legs and begins the servitude without delay, the pair very acclimated to the other's needs and desires. Her jowls parted, and immediately set to work - the fleshy, thick tongue flopped out and set to lapping against the protruding pink flesh, escaped from the confines of her sheath with a light, salty sheen. With her left arm supporting her, her right hand gripped at the base of the appendage, holding the shaft in place. With desire and lust driving her, spreading through her body pleasurably, Ming forced the appendage deep into the depths of her mouth, throating it; her tongue was forced to the bottom of her mouth uncomfortably, yet Ming was never one to cease in her efforts, and took to lustfully lapping at the fuzzed, white sack as she went to base, nose deep in the fur of Jiwen's lower tummy. 

Jiwen writhed with pleasure, her toes and digits being gripped together as pleasure exploded from her nethers throughout her body, crashing like a tsunami. Her brilliant flaxen-flecked eyes shut tightly as Ming began rapidly lofting her head up and down, her cheeks pulled in tightly as she sucked with vigour and a -thirsty- need, and it wasn't long before Jiwen's orgasm was forced from her loins, providing her mate with the liquid she craved from her 'champion'. In lengthy, virile and thick splurges, Jiwen's cum spattered against the inside of the woman's mouth, cheeks, tongue and throat - holding the Pandaren's head down upon her meat with a hand at the back of the head. Minglian took the effort to show Jiwen her prize, sloshing it around in her mouth and on her tongue for Jiwen to watch, before happily swallowing down the mess. "Mmn." She noses against the saliva-soaked cock once again, respectfully cleaning it off before making eye-contact with her brilliant emerald gaze. "How about round two..?~" Her tail flicked back and forth once more.