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Eijirou fell into a chair with a heavy thud and leaned back with a low groan. She was hot, sweaty, and covered in grime with her face paint smeared to the point it no longer looked like a pair of black jaws framing the lower half of her face, but the job was done. Her hand raised itself into the air briefly to signal for a drink. Man, she could use some ale right about now, maybe some mead. Yeah, mead was good.
Eijirou Kirishima was in her late twenties with tanned skin and a thick bright mane of a bright crimson colour not seen on humans. Two tusks jutted out from her lower lip and curved upwards, stopping about a centimeter above the upper lip. Those, combined with her unusually large and muscled stature and slightly pointed ears, let everyone who saw her know that she was a half-orc rather than a human like most around here. Orcs weren’t bad, per say, but the humans were definitely wary of them, deemed them gruesome and barbaric. Eijirou didn’t consider herself barbaric, but orcs weren’t as clean and put together as humans.
They worked and sweated and covered themselves in paints and pastes. They weren’t falsely polite, and dressing up was wearing a trophy from a particularly hard hunt. They dressed for convenience with it not being uncommon for orc women to be topless. There was no shame in exposed breasts or feeding children like there was in human culture. Precious metals and bits of horn and stone pierced through body parts and decorated tusks and necks weren’t uncommon. Eijirou herself had a rod with the fangs of a wyrm on the ends running through each nipple and an earring with smaller teeth and claws dangling downwards along with a few pieces of red crystal from a rock golem. She was working on a trophy necklace but didn’t quite have what she wanted for it. None of her hunts had been worthy yet. Maybe she’d slay a dragon and decorate her neck with its scales or perhaps take the talons and feathers of a gryphon. With her line of work, she was bound to find the right beast eventually. Humans always needed saving, for someone else to do the heavy lifting of eradicating monsters that they were either too weak or too good, in their minds, to bother with.
A human server finally made their way over to take her order and returned quickly with a large mug of ale. Eijirou dropped a few gold pieces on the table before taking a hearty swig. Man, nothing like a good drink after a hunt. In her clan, particularly noteworthy hunts were celebrated with a feast, and she found her stomach growling. Human food could be hit or miss, but places where drink was served tended to be alright.
It was as she was tearing into a goat leg and eyeing the quest board that she appeared– a golden woman in a sea of noisy drunkards and mercenaries. She was oddly beautiful despite her tough appearance, but a quick glance to the ears showed she wasn’t elven. The woman shot her a sharp grin, fangs glinting in the dim light, and Eijirou felt her heart stutter in her chest. That was a predator. What kind, she didn’t know, but those dangerous red eyes looked like pools of freshly spilt blood. Not human, that’s for sure. She vaguely registered the trail of juices running down her chin as the woman began to make her way over.
The dim lighting of the tavern made her pale golden hair glow like a halo, and even though her instincts screamed ‘danger!’ Eijirou couldn’t help but be drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Those rubies eyes pinning her were framed by what appeared to be black paint, spreading outwards like a mask with the fringes fading into orange, like it was burning. Fierce. Whereas Eijirou herself was covered in scars, proof of battles won and beasts slayed, this woman was flawless. A hand grasped her chin. The paint was black from the back of her hand to her elbow, but the palm was bright orange with the colour snaking up to her elbow in many different lines like fire peeking between crevices in the earth and ending where the black faded into pale skin. The hold was firm but not painful, and the woman smirked as her thumb brushed away the juices. Eijirou faintly registered the claw at the end of the digit dragging across her skin carefully.
“Mm… Not often you see a pretty little thing like yourself in a place like this. Usually women leave men to do dirty work,” she murmured lowly.
Despite that, the half-orc could hear her just fine, the noise of the tavern seeming to fade to a dull roar in the background along with the beating of her heart.
Eijirou swallowed nervously before shrugging her shoulders and plastering a grin onto her face. “Maybe humans do. I’ve never been one to turn down a challenge. It might be dirty work, but I enjoy the hunt and battle. Doesn’t matter to me what the humans think of it as long as I get paid.”
Humming, the woman licked her lips, a brief flash of a black, forked tongue appearing before it vanished just as quickly. Eijirou didn’t realize she was staring until those lips turned upwards into a dangerous grin. Sharp fangs glinted in the low lighting of the tavern in a deadly promise.
Strangely enough though, she found herself wanting it, those predator teeth digging into her flesh, drawing forth blood. That serpentine tongue flicked out once more—tasting the air Eijirou realized—and the woman grinned wider. It was almost feral looking in nature rather than amused, like she couldn’t wait to tear her apart.
Fuck, did Eijirou want to be torn apart.
The other clawed hand reached up to gope at her breast roughly, and the half-orc moaned lowly as those sharp points dug into the supple flesh, causing pinpricks of blood to well up into pretty crimson beads. That forked tongue licked at the woman’s lips. Eijirou found herself unconsciously replicating the action, and then she was released. Her head seemed foggy and sluggish but also like it was moving too fast, struggling to keep up with everything. All she could seem to do was watch the woman lick the blood off her claws as she kept eye contact. Ebony twisted around her fingers, more dexterous than Eijirou would have assumed. Her breaths were shallow and quick in her chest as she watched. Blood thundered in her head and heated her core, causing her to leak liquid arousal. She saw how that tongue flicked and those rubies dilated before the woman pulled her hand away and smirked.
“Why don’t you come with me, pretty thing? We can get to know each other a little better. What do you say, hm?”
Eijirou felt her brain screech to a halt in her head. “Wh– Uh, I… Um…” That smirk only grew wider as she fumbled about. Fuck, she’d never been offered this before. Usually the only women she encountered were human, and they were either married to a man or saving themselves for one. Eijirou didn’t fit human culture’s standard of beauty, and other species were rare in this area, women of other species even rarer. Her clan was small, no potential partners for her there. This was truly a first.
“Well?”
“I don’t know your name!” she blurted out in a panic.
The blonde only seemed to find this amusing as she stroked along Eijirou’s jaw. “It’s Katsuki. Bakugou Katsuki, and you’ll be screaming it later, I promise.” Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.
Eijirou swallowed and nodded. “Kirishima Eijirou of the Toyomitsu clan.”
“Eijirou~” Katsuki purred out, eyes half-lidded as she did so, sending shivers through the half-orc’s body. “Pleasure to meet you. There’s no reason to stay in this dirty place with it’s dirty people. Why don’t you come home with me? I’ll treat you so much better~” The redhead could only nod dumbly in response, abandoning the goat leg in favour of following her dangerous flame out into the night, fluttering mindlessly after her without thinking of the danger of fire.
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Katsuki didn’t exactly live close to the tavern. They had to leave the town, and at first Eijirou thought she just lived at the edges of it, but then they continued to walk further, towards a mountain in the distance, and the half-orc found herself wishing she had brought her mount with her. When asked about it though, Katsuki waved it off.
“We’ll get your pig later, don’t worry your pretty little head over it.” Eijirou just nodded in response. Sure, anyone would be dumb to mess with her giant boar with his sheer size and the tusks he sported, but humans were quick to attack anything that looked like it could be a threat to them. Riot was pretty well behaved, her clan raised and trained boars after all, but she did tie him up a little ways from the tavern just so he wouldn’t scare the locals or end up rooting around in the fields and harassing people. She could only hope that if there was a threat that he could easily snap the tree she had tethered him to. He was a pretty big fella after all, larger than the wild boars that typically roamed the forests around here.
The moon was high in the sky once Katsuki finally announced their arrival. The trek up the mountain hadn’t been too difficult—Katsuki knew it well and made sure Eijirou took the right paths and grabbed the right rocks throughout the climb. The blonde sure did live far from other people, but maybe that’s just how her species was. Orcs were pretty social, but only with other orcs for the most part. Maybe Katsuki was just solitary in nature. She hadn’t heard anyone else when climbing the mountain, and the wildlife was oddly quiet. Actually it had been quiet back in the village too, and Eijirou knew there were creatures in the area because they scuttled away from her and Riot earlier that day. But no creatures were heard or seen while she was with Katsuki.
Warnings flared inside her head and chills went up her spine, yet the half-orc continued to follow the mysterious blonde to the mouth of a large cave and then inside it. Moonlight has helped her see up until now when the earth proceeded to swallow her and obscure it’s glow. Katsuki moved along just fine though. Night vision. Definitely not elven, something else, unless there was some spell or enchantment she was using. When she turned back around to make sure Eijirou was still following her, however, the pupils of her eyes flashed red. Beast. Was she a shapeshifter? Wolf? Lion? The claws and fangs made sense. But the tongue said snake or lizard. This form was just a cover up, but Katsuki hadn’t made a move to harm her yet. If she wanted Eijirou dead, she could have killed her the moment they left the town.
As if she could read her thoughts, the woman smirked at Eijirou, tongue flicking again. Could she smell fear? “Calm down, the only thing I’m gonna be eating is that pretty cunt of yours.” Just like that, all of her fears washed away in favour of the arousal that coiled deep inside her. The half-orc felt herself clenching in desire. Hell, she was probably wet just from those words. Katsuki merely chuckled and beckoned to her with a claw before heading deeper into the cave. Eijirou followed blindly, both figuratively and literally as she struggled to keep track of the blond in the darkness.
After a few minutes though, there appeared to be a light ahead, and the cave opened up into a decent sized chamber. Fire flickered in various places along the floor and lit up the stone walls. What caught Eijirou’s attention, however, was the piles upon piles of shimmering precious metals and jewels. Goblets, coins, jewelry, weapons.
Dragon.
She whirled around as her fight-or-flight instincts made themselves known only to come face-to-face with the very owner of the large hoard. Katsuki grinned dangerously, teeth parting slightly to allow sparks to crackle and pop. With each step she took towards the half-orc, Eijirou took two backwards. That ended rather quickly though as the redhead tripped over a goblet. She fell back against the hoard, sending coins and jewels scattering, and the dragon loomed over her with a smirk.
“Figure it out, beautiful? I could see those wheels turning in your head since we met.”
Eijirou was silent, too dumbfounded to speak. Part of her was filled with fear, but the other was aroused. Katsuki may be dangerous, but she was still the hottest woman that she had ever seen, and that smirk of hers made her legs feel weak.
“Now you understand why I couldn’t have you getting your little piggy. He would have tipped you off to me right away. I would have never been able to get you out here, alone.” She crouched down to match the half-orc’s current height, and next thing, Eijirou knew, the blonde’s hands were on her tits, squeezing the flesh as she kissed her hard. It was dizzying, going from arousal to fear to arousal again, all of the blood in her body leaving her head. Her hands found Katsuki’s hips, and her lips parted to let that serpentine tongue in.
Katsuki kissed like the apex predator she was. Her tongue wound its way through Eijirou’s mouth, tasting and pressing up against everything before engaging in battle with the half-orc’s own tongue. It moved clumsily yet strongly against the more sly, lithe muscle. Eyes fluttering shut, Eijirou let out a low moan as her tusks bumped against the dragon’s lips only for sharp teeth to retaliate with a lustful bite.
No skin was broken, not yet, but when the two finally separated, the redhead was panting heavily. Her lips were swollen and her core ached with need, and despite the dizzying arousal coursing through her very being, Eijirou knew what she wanted, what she needed. Clawed fingers gripped her arms and yanked the half-orc to her feet. Once again, her breath was stolen from her by Katsuki. The inside of her mouth was sweltering with the threat of fire, yet Eijirou pressed on, ignoring the sting of fangs and pressing their tongues together again. It was as if with each desperate breath, the hot air stoked the burning passion inside her, setting her veins ablaze with lust. Dark claws gripped her hair and pulled firmly as the dragon parted from Eijirou with a small smirk and heated gaze. Katsuki moved past her to recline against a pile of her treasures, and with one crook of her finger, the half-orc was there. She fell to her knees heavily between the blond woman’s legs, sending coins and jewelry skittering away from her and down the pile to the cave floor. No attention was given to them though, not with the golden treasure that lay underneath her with a smirk on its face.
“Come on, beautiful, show me what you’ve got~”
Eijirou dived down instantly, helpless against the desire filling her. Tusks bumped lightly against fair skin as she kissed at Katsuki’s stomach, working her way up the lithe body. One arm snaked underneath the dragon to prop her up so that it was easier to reach the skin. Katsuki grinned and tangled her fingers in crimson hair, giving a light tug that made her partner shiver. The half-orc made sure to mark up every inch of pale skin she could, leaving bruises across Katuski’s chest and around her neck, down her stomach and along the insides of her thighs. Reds and blues bloomed under her touch as the dragon moaned and spread her legs wider to beckon Eijirou closer. Unlike her own sex, Katsuki’s was completely hairless and smooth to the touch and looking a little different than the typical vagina, not that Eijirou had much to compare to. It was wet and glistening with slick, but there were also two erect lengths where the clit would normally be. She had seen cocks before, orcs were not one to be ashamed of their bodies, but these were different. They were black at the base before gradually lightening to a bright orange at the tips. Eijirou wrapped her hands around one and gave it a slow stroke, finding it to be smooth and very slick with a flared opening at the tip. It was tapered almost like a tentacle. Ruby eyes flicked back up to meet Katuski’s flushed, smirking face.
“I take it you like what you see, gem?”
Eijirou breathed out a “yeah” in agreement as she settled into the golden woman’s lap. The pair of cocks twisted and writhed against her ass excitedly. Katsuki gripped the tanned flesh with both hands, giving it a good squeeze.
“How about you turn around for me? I’d love to look at you while you ride my cocks, but it’s so much easier to grab your tits that way.”
A shiver went down the redhead’s spine, and she didn’t even bother to argue. It took only a moment for her to change position before reaching down to grip the tapered ends of both of Katsuki’s cocks. They didn’t need much help finding their way to her cunt, slipping in easily at first due to how wet she was. Her body jolted at the foreign feeling as they pulsed with blood and arousal. As they pressed deeper, it was harder for the rest to get in. Eijirou already felt stretched, and a glance down showed that she was only about halfway with the cocks only getting thicker the closer she got to their bases. Her legs trembled as she eased herself down a little more and let out a sharp breath as the stretch increased. Pulling back up, the half-orc started rolling her hips minutely in an attempt to take more, gradually convincing herself to accept more and more of the cocks. It was slow and frustrating. At least, it was until Katsuki sat up. Her warm chest pressed against her back and devious fingers made their presence known. The left hand gripped a breast while the right reached down to wriggle a finger in beside the cocks, brushing along her inner walls and searching for something.
Eijirou knew the instant Katsuki found it.
A short, breathy laugh left the blonde, and she tweaked Eijirou’s nipple as she pressed down harder on the spot. It was like she wasn’t in control of her own body for a moment, back arching and mouth falling in an unrestrained moan. It wasn’t an orgasm, but it felt like one, just on a smaller magnitude. Katsuki removed her finger with a chuckle.
“Look at the mess you made.” Slick made her finger shine in the firelight, and the dragon grinned with mischief. “I think you need to clean it up.”
Eijirou groaned as it was pressed into her mouth, made to lick her own juices as her nipple was pinched and rolled between deft fingers. She rolled her hips, finding it much easier to move downwards with the increased wetness. With each movement, the half-orc got closer and closer to the bases. Katsuki pulled the finger out of her mouth with a wet pop and grabbed her by the hips to help. When Eijirou was almost there, the dragon lifted her up before slamming her down onto the cocks without warning.
“Fuck!”
Sharp claws bit into plush hips as Eijirou’s cunt squeezed around the two cocks buried inside her. They pressed up against her in all the right places, made her feel full. Behind her, Katsuki snarled, sharp teeth flashing in the firelight. Little shining beads of precious crimson welled up where the claws broke skin. Eijirou didn’t care though. Instead, the half-orc lifted herself up until only the tips remained before slamming herself down on both lengths. Her broken moan reverberated off the cave walls. She was quick to set up a fast pace, bouncing up and down with strong thighs and calves. Muscles rolled under scarred, tan skin, extra fat jiggling with each movement. Her heavy tits swung up and down until a pair of clawed hands gripped them. The fingers dug into the abundant flesh and pinched the pierced nipples, causing Eijirou to cry out in pleasure. Her head fell back onto Katsuki’s shoulder as the dragon bucked up to meet each movement.
“Look at you… Such big tits…” she hissed out, fangs bared in pleasure and ruby eyes burning with lust and desire. “Wide hips… Perfect for bearing my offspring… Perfect mate...”
Heat flares in Eijirou’s core. Never before had she desired to get pregnant, certainly not in her prime. It was both difficult and dangerous to hunt beasts while carrying. She allowed herself to get caught up in the lust and dirty talk, tossing her head back with a shameless moan. Katsuki tweaked her nipple with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other.
"You'd make so much milk for our whelps with these fat tits. You'd feed them so well."
Another squeeze to her tits had the half-orc crying out as she clenched down around the pair of cocks inside her. The dragon snarled and bucked up into her, chasing the tight pleasure. Eijirou's legs quivered with the strain of bouncing herself up and down for so long, especially with how weak the press of two cocks inside her made them feel. Every pinched nipple and greedy squeeze of Katsuki's hands had her core winding tighter and tighter.
The dragon looked at her like a piece of treasure. Something to join the hoard. There to be admired and nothing else. A heavy shiver wracked her body. Being admired was odd to her. Strength was definitely admired in her culture and community was very important, but beyond her tribe, nobody really saw her as something to be treasured. Orcs were seen as beastly creatures, good for brute strength and nothing else. For this dragon to think she was worth enough to lay amongst precious jewels and heaps of gold, to hoard and protect her not because she was weak but because she was precious? Eijirou had trouble wrapping her head around it.
Katsuki wanted her though, lured her here and was now spearing her open on her cocks, talking about breeding her, making her fat with offspring. Never in her life had the half-orc ever been fat. Scrawny? Sure, especially as a kid, but never fat. Her torso and thighs were thick alright but also riddled with strong muscles. Fat was a foreign concept. Yet the idea had her wanting more, imagining herself becoming swollen and heavy, a mother, filled with little orc-dragon babies to teach how to fight and hunt, stoking the fire of a need she never knew she had.
“Mm, yes~ Yes, Katsuki~! Give me a baby! Mm, breed me, give me your seed!”
A feral sounding snarl left the golden woman, fangs flashing in the firelight before sinking into tanned flesh like it was made of warm butter. The slight sting was completely overridden by the feeling of the twin cocks expanding, knots locking into Eijirou before filling her with hot seed. Her body was hypersensitive from the stretch, and she swore she could feel each spurt of cum hitting her inner walls. A pair of clawed fingers snaked around to grip her swollen clit, pinching and rubbing it as the cocks moved in quick, short, rolling thrusts, bringing the half-orc to the precipice before pushing her over the edge into her orgasm. Eijirou’s body locked up as her walls squeezed around the lengths inside, breath stolen as waves of ecstasy crashed over her, drowning her in pleasure. Time wasn’t real as she shivered and moaned, slow and sticky like tree sap until she was finally able to resurface and breath in deep breaths of clarity. The fog of pleasure gradually seeped out of her mind as she felt Katsuki remove her teeth from her shoulder, tongue flicking out to lick at the bleeding marks gently. It stung for sure, but it also set off small sparks of pleasure. Eijirou was too spent from her orgasm for them to start a fire though. She just hummed and groaned as the cocks shifted inside her when she tried to get up. A clawed hand instantly guided her, or rather, commanded, her to stay where she was.
“You have to wait for the knots to go down first.” Katsuki’s voice was rough and low, and the half-orc leaned back against her.
The dragon still looked perfect with her hair all messed up and a sheen of sweat covering pale skin that glowed in the firelight, bruises having already darkened since Eijirou left them and crimson blood staining her lips. She was still just as stunning as when they met in the tavern even though less put together, more roughed up. Actually, Eijirou honestly thought she looked better like this, like she had been in a fight and came out on top. Orcs always did appreciate a strong mate.
She turned her head to kiss Katsuki hard and passionately, tongues winding together and sharing the taste of copper blood before the redhead eventually pulled back with a sly smile. “You know, if you want to keep me, you’ll have to court me properly. You have to show me that you can provide for me and our future offspring and prove your strength. Orcs hunt and build homes for their desired one to show they can provide, and if their desired one accepts, they must enter battle with them to prove their ability to fight and protect.” A cocky smirk appeared on her face. “But don’t worry, you don’t have to best me, just prove yourself.”
Katsuki growled out a response, a competitive fire in her eyes as she bucked her hips once, causing Eijirou’s eyes to roll back as she moaned. “Oh trust me, love, I’ll win.”