So a blood elf starts to steam things up a bit in here? Or I should say, in the middle of Ashenvale! Looks like Rocraw doesn't know whether to enjoy it or resist it. Enjoy the sexy read ;)
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Rocraw sat quietly in the fields of the Barrens. He sat with only a blanket and ground underneath him. He sighed deeply and stared out into the clear plains. Rocraw was a Night Elf Druid. he had strange, yet amazing yellow glowing eyes. His hair was short and deep blue like the night itself. His skin was a light blue almost white colour. He looked different then the other Night Elves. Him, being a druid, he was very different then the other Night Elves. Inclined with his animal instincts, Rocraw is determined to never let the Cenarion Circle down, and always hold his peace with the animals.
Rocraw got up and put his blanket away and walked to Ratchet to get a few supplies for his journey back to Ashenvale. As he gathered the supplies, he noticed all the strange Horde around. He glared at the Trolls and gagged at the Orcs. But, the female Blood Elves, he couldn't resist. He sat against at post near a drink vendor and looked at a Blood Elf who seemed to be a Rogue, considering the double wielding of daggers and a Bandit mask on. She also had deep blue hair, hers was in a pony tail. Her eyes were green. She wore a tabard of some sort, it was dark red with black lacing on the outside. The symbol was a spider web, or so it looked. Her leggings were a dark blue/black leather with stitching on the sides. She wore Defias gloves and boots. Just then she noticed his stare and brushed her hair aside and walked away. He smiled slyly at her.
Rocraw had been traveling in his Cheetah form to Ashenvale, making his journey very quick. He had to finish a few tasks that some of the Astranaar Sentinals needed to be done. Rocraw sat on the path in his Cheetah form. He slowly began to walk to his destination until then suddenly; Rocraw growled menacingly at the sharp pain that dug into the top of his left arm. The shock caused him to turn back in his Night Elf form and he ran, scared to death. He stopped quickly as he was already out of breath from before. He turned around to see the Rogue that was from Ratchet earlier.
"You retched creature! Go back to Silvermoon and leave Ashenvale alone!" Rocraw yelled impatient at her. She looked at him confused. Just then he remembered that her language was different from his. He sighed and covered the blood that was seeping out his arm. He fell to the ground beginning to get dizzy. Rocraw started to having second thoughts about Blood Elves.
She looked down on him, pitying his weakness.
"This Elf is weak. There's no way he will survive that stab. Silvermoon will surely be proud to hear about this". She thought to herself. She looked down on him again. Surely enough she started to feel bad for the Night Elf. He looked to be getting weaker and weaker. He was loosing blood, fast. Just then, gave herself a face palm, hitting her head about 3 times.
"Okay Cerinai, you're not doing this. No one has to know". She quickly reached into her bag and pulled out some cloth and a tiny bottle of liquid. She kneeled down and took his arm. He kept pulling his arm away but she was a little stronger then him and got his arm. She wrapped it and made it into a bandage. She took the red liquid and passed it to him and Rocraw clearly nodded no to her. She didn't take any mercy. She wrestled him down to the ground as he tried to maintain his strong manly composure in front of her. She pushed him down and poured the liquid down his throat. He squirmed as much as he could. He could not get himself free. He started to yell.
"A blood elf poisoned me! Someone help! Please! This Blood Elf-" She covered his mouth; all you could hear was the muffled voice. She stared deeply into his eyes causing Rocraw to stare back. She still sat on top of him. Rocraw's breath got longer and more calm. he noticed his wound was gone and there wasn't a drop of blood or a scar in sight.
"Wow, hopefully Adelana doesn't hear about this. She's going to be mad. I mean you're a Blood Elf and she's this girl who likes me like crazy. And-". Just then Cerinai layed a deep kiss on him, he tried pushing away but melted into it. He then quickly realized what was going on.
"You're CRAZY! Get off me! You don't know me, you don't have a right to treat me in such a manner, Blood Elf!".
"Quiet, Night Elf". Cerinai studied a bit of the common Alliance language. She had taken lessons from War chief Thrall, the leader of Orgrimmar. She laughed at the fact that she knew this, did not think that it would ever come in handy.
"You.. understand my language?". He shuddered and gave her a shocked stare.
"Little. Much little of Darnassian. More Thallasian". Cerinai stopped, looking at her hands and making weird motions.
"Err, name.. name of yours?". Cernai hoped she asked that right. He gave her a guilty smile and replied.
"Rocraw Whisperwind". She gave him a sly smile and started kissing his neck and a little down his chest.
"Stop! Stop stop STOP! No! Bad Blood Elf!" Rocraw said trying to push her off. He could not believe what was happening. He had been ambushed, stabbed, healed and.. sexed up by a sexy Blood Elf?
"You, are beautiful. Beautiful very. I am attracted. Hot, I am for you". Cerinai layed on top of his smiling and cuddling him.
"No resist". She replied back.
"Okay this is out of hand. You cannot just come into a dangerous zone full of enemies, trap a random Night Elf, me, and heal them and.. sex them up! You're a Blood Elf and you just violated me! A Night Elf!"
"Do not mind, I am sorry hurting you". She smiled and got off of him. He quickly sat up and walked out of the middle of the path and walked behind a tree, Cerinai had followed.
"What is your name, Blood Elf?"
"Name? Name of mine?" She asked curiously confirming. He nodded to her.
"Cerinai Sunstrider". She replied.
"Okay, Cerinai. Let's get one thing straight. Don't touch me again. That's a violation towards me". He gave her a angry snarl.
"Touch you? Feel you?" . She quickly ran her hand in between his legs and massaged his manhood. He grew a little hard at this and quickly pushed her hand off.
"NO! No! I'm not putting up with this anymore! I'm killing you right now!". He took out a mace and held it in a target way. She quickly backed up and stood her ground. She then turned invisible. He looked around running from place to place. Just as he looked around she had sapped him causing him to stand in one place. He came out of that face and noticed himself tired up with rope. He was tied up from his shoulders to his knees. He jumped around with his feet looking for the Blood Elf.
"You imbecile! Get me out of here and let us fight!".
"No, I not hurt you anymore. Friend you are". She smiled at him. His face went flat. He started falling backwards but the Rogue was there in a second to catch him. She untied him and he glared at her.
"You've wasted enough of my time. You've sexually violated me and took advantage of me. Leave me the hell alone!". The druid had went into his cheetah formand zoomed off. The rogue casted a spell and she was not riding on a blue bird, easily catching up to Rocraw.
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Looks like Rocraw isn't enjoying it so far:P. Continue or no? Review please if you want more sexiness and love:) Thanks.
