Aloric was well aware that despite the concerted effort to properly lubricate Liirah’s crinkled flesh and his erect manhood, the challenge of fitting his impressive girth into the narrow passage could create some pain. That’s why he at least marginally corralled his passion to claim her body. He had to remind his conscious thoughts that he was taking her ass, it was just different then claiming her traditionally. When he was hilted within the athletic hunter’s chasm there was a genuine sense of surprise at her body being so receptive to his girth sinking inward. The oils had clearly done their job in helping the slick fresh stretch to accommodate the invasion of his rigid manhood.<br/><br/><br/>He didn’t move initially, allowing himself to enjoy the pleasant warmth and taut grip of her passage gripping his flesh. Chin tilted to look down toward their joined hips, powerful hands intentionally pulled at the smooth flesh of her cheeks as they had earlier this time to expose the lustful union. The darker, green-tinged flesh gripped at the base of his erection by her taut ring. “By the gods Liirah..” The words sounded labored, breathless, as his lust made his heart pound. He didn’t anticipate that he’d be this turned on by the human woman. The sense of taboo perhaps not as prevalent as it had been for her but still an impact to the seasoned Orc whom had yet to bed a human.<br/><br/><br/>The masculine frame of the Orc was perhaps even more imposing leaning over her from behind, the size difference more prevalent in this posture. So was the muscular shape of his lower half, his groin area was flat but the bits of visible threads of muscle in his strong thighs and rigid stomach showed that a life spent guarding the borders of the village had honed his body. He felt her hand disappear between her thighs more than he saw it, that’s when his own grip slacked to join her. It was another pleasant surprise, as he’d had the same intent. Liirah’s instinct simply beat him to it. The hand was still slightly moist with the oil he’d spread on his fingers earlier, so when his palm pressed down over the top of her hand and his fingers embraced hers in a firm massage. The oil, warmed by the heat of his flesh, added to the sensuality of his touch. The nature of his touch, like his other actions, aggressively pursued pushing the boundaries of physical pleasure. So his fingers slipped between hers to push past the slender digits. Immediately sinking partially between the lips of her womanhood, the folds of flesh slick from the earlier actions. He found her clit in one smooth stroke of those larger fingers. A long circular stroking motion, rolling downward against the lips but as they traveled up again to repeat the motion they swept in a circle to intentionally roll her clit against his fingers.<br/><br/><br/>At first, he rubbed her as such with his flesh simply buried in her, but she could feel the sudden shift and the emptiness left behind as he started to withdraw nearly all of his thick cock from her asshole. Pausing when an inch or so past the head still remained housed in her body. Masculine hips drove down with a bit more urgency this time, the speed wasn’t fast but the power of his thrust was firm. Flat groin connecting with her tender cheeks with an audible clap, but Aloric’s sexual experience was put on display in that moment. As he somehow timed the inward thrust while his fingers were rolling against her clit. Providing them both a true-dual-stimulation experience.<br/><br/><br/>The younger male wasted no movement as he approached the kneeling figure of the nude hunter. Even his scent wasn’t as powerful as Aloric’s, Liirah would be able to tell as he approached. He sank to both of his knees so that his hips would be low enough to align with the woman’s face. One of his hands reached out and fingers buried into the dark brown strands, the tug that followed wasn’t forceful but certainly aggressive. He lifted her mouth to where it was perfectly aligned with the swollen crown of that hard flesh. The Orc’s opposite hand gripped his cock at the base and used that as an added guide until the rounded head was pressed to her slightly parted lips. “Suck hunter.” The Orc’s grasp of Common was far worse than Aloric’s, a thicker accent present as he huskily spoke what he wanted from her.<br/><br/><br/>She hadn’t opened wide enough for him to shove more of his flesh into her mouth, that would just end up in mutual injury. The shape of the rounded head naturally started to spear apart her lips a touch, but given her jaw hadn’t parted instead of sinking inward more he just used his grip at the base to rub the pulsing tip against the plush surface of her parted lips.