Forest night
Night fell upon the hushed forest. Moonlight silvered a narrow, winding path. Soft grass gently and somewhat ticklishly touched bare feet. The girl walked slowly and, in general, aimlessly, accepting the Moon's invitation. The path twisted and led to a lake, enticingly shimmering with dark water.
A quick breath of the pungent, intoxicating air—and the girl took off her leather jacket. The high-rolled trousers followed, and, left only in an undershirt reaching mid-thigh, the girl stepped into the lake.
The water burned like ice, but a moment later her blood warmed, and the girl even felt hot.
— Laurin? — a hoarse voice called out to her.
She turned around in fright: an orcish figure was dimly visible on the shore—and she exhaled in relief, recognizing the speaker.
— Renrog, you scared me, — she smiled, coming out of the water.
— Sorry… It's gotten dark, we need to go…
— Yes, of course, — Laurin replied, wringing out her hair. She gathered her clothes in an armful and walked back along the path, the orc quietly following her. The girl thought about her unusual companion… His father was an orc, and his mother was a human maiden… Renrog said it was by her will…
They approached a fire, burning brightly in the darkness… Laurin grew cold: the night air was not suitable for walks in a wet shirt, she began to shiver.
— Are you cold? — the orc asked with concern, — Wait… Here, sit by the fire, — he handed her a blanket, taking it from his bag.
— Thank you, — the girl smiled. — Ren, why do you avoid me? — she asked, noticing he sat down nearby but, as usual, not touching.
— I like you, — came the quick reply. But Laurin wasn't fooled by this brevity; she saw the orc was embarrassed.
— And? Where's the logic then? — she asked.
— Don't make me voice what's painful even to think about, — Renrog pleaded.
— Ren… Don't insult me with such thoughts, — she moved closer to him and took his hand… The black-green clawed and the light smooth palms touched, an electric charge ran through their bodies.
— I… — the orc began, trying to free his hand…
— No, — Laurin interrupted him, — don't say anything…
She unbuttoned his jacket, so similar to her own, then it was the turn of the shirt, grayed from many washings… The orc in turn carefully pulled off her wet shirt… His hands slid over her still cold back… She embraced him, pressed close, her chest with sharp nipples touching the orc's bare skin… Their lips merged in an endless kiss, the girl's tender tongue stroked sharp fangs, and their hands gained independence, continuing to remove the little remaining clothing… The girl felt the orc's huge member with her hips…
— Lau, are you sure?… — the orc whispered quietly to her…
She wordlessly turned onto her back, pulling him to her… The orc slowly began to enter her… Too slowly. It was painful, but Lau arched to meet his hot body… The sharp pain of bidding farewell to maidenhood, thanks to lubrication and blood, was replaced by equally sharp pleasure… The hot member filled her entire being, their lips merged again in a fiery kiss… But the wild dance of love did not last long: Ren's body was seized by a spasm and he came, scratching her back with his claws… Feeling his fiery seed, Lau reached the peak of pleasure and sank into languor…
— Lau? — the orc's low voice brought her back to earth…
— Ren… I've loved you for a long time… — she whispered to him, seeing the reflection of her hazel-green eyes in his black, slanted, and happily shining ones…