<div class="floatright">(http://www.wallpaperup.com/uploads/wallpapers/2012/11/30/23022/f27851bdc4af3dc75145e92f28a06b0e.jpg)</div><strong>By the flames...</strong><br/>The cackling bugbear pauses for only a bare moment as Nuria's elbow finds his ribs, the black leather of his armor softening the blow enough that it only stops his hyena like exhalations for a moment.  With the fire burning bright behind him, he pushes her down hard, her face hitting the ground as his massive, hairy claws hold her hands to the ground.<br/><br/>The bugbear's cock between her cheeks is thick, the girth designed for heartier mates than humans and proportioned up to bugbear size.  His face moves down towards hers, the upturned teeth and the snouted nose touching against her cheek.  When she turns to face him, for a moment, the giggling stops, his eyebrows raised for a moment before furrowing deeply.  Is she making fun of him?<br/><br/>This concern drops away as she begins to grind her ass up against him, rubbing that massive beastial cock until he groans with pleasure, his claws weakening for just a second that, if she were looking to get away, could be an opportunity.  Then the beast leans in toward her face, his maw opening to lick her cheek.  At this point, his hips are already moving, grunting and rubbing desperately against her, a glaze of precum beginning to drip down from the head of the bugbear's cock.  "And you're my kind of woman," he grunts back as he shifts his claws, taking both of Nuria's hands in one so that he can grab onto the back of her hair to warn her, red eyes looking directly into hers, "Try anything and I'll keep ya as a pet.  And my pets don't last long."<br/><br/>With that, he uses his knees to push Nuria's legs aside, a rough motion designed to get her moved quickly in position heedless of his leather boots scraping against her calves.  He pulls back, dripping precum onto her bare ass as he moves, then releases her hair to take hold of his cock.  With no further hesitation, he pushes the cock down to Nuria's pussy, firey desire in his eyes as he licks his lips over the much smaller woman, then pushes himself in.  The shaft is massively thick and the bugbear makes no attempts to go slow or easy, thrusting in hard on the first push, not stopping until his stomach slaps up against her backside.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://orig14.deviantart.net/e4ca/f/2012/136/4/4/roaka_the_bugbear_by_tanorax-d501yfn.jpg)</div><strong>On the cliff side of the camp...</strong><br/>With the flames subsided on his arms, the gnarled toothed bugbear goes looking for easier pray.  He glances around and finds a cloak-covered figure, a savage smile coming to his face as he imagines in the darkness what may be under that.  A dark chuckle comes from him and he does what any bugbear suitor would do, he swings his wooden club straight at whoever is sleeping under that wolf hide.<br/><br/>"Of all the piss poor luck," comes a snarled shout as the dwarf rolls with the hit and comes up somehow awake after a club hits his head.  "Yer supposed to be a naked wom-" he begins to complain before setting his shoulders at the dwarf changing.  "And a shifter too?  Commanders got a fine rug of one of your kind.  Let's get him another one. eh?"<br/><br/>He charges forward, swinging his club again at the dwarf, this time trying to catch him lower.  This turns out to be hard to do as Hjalmar charges him, cutting at his chest with his tusks, ripping through the protection the armor offers.  A roar of rage comes from the bugbear as well, his steps pushing him backward, digging up dirt behind him as the dwarf keeps pushing forward, pushing dirt and tiny stones out of the way and making furrows in the campground.  Panic enters his eyes as he glares at Hjalmar and then over his shoulder at the fire, tendons of muscle showing up in his shoulders and arms as a shout of rage comes from him.  He slams his forehead into Hjalmar's but it's of no use, a stumbled step later he is in the flames roaring with rage and fear, stumbling through and landing on the other side, a pyre of fur and flesh.<br/><br/>At 2016-04-29 09:08:03, Hjalmar (uid: 56500) rolls: 1d8 Result: 3 (On these, feel free to do damage as established, which I /believe/ is a d8!) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88110)<br/>At 2016-04-29 13:25:12, Fire (uid: 56500) rolls:[/url]1d6 Result: 6