Page 13 of Tryggred By the Orc

Hiswords were followed by more uncomfortable silence, and a harsh, irritated growl fromTryggr. “Sowhat’s keeping you from running forEfterarnow, then!” he snarled. “Whenyou’repart responsible for putting him in this state!”

Therewas a flare of bright alarm fromGareth, but thenEbencould scent him rushing from the room, leaving onlyTryggr’sscent behind.Andnow something heavy was settling on the bed besideEben, something warm and familiar touching his shoulder.

“Ach, you’ll be all right,Ka-esh,” cameTryggr’slow voice. “You’llbe all right real soon, ach?You’vebeen real good to keep resting like this, real good.”

Oh.Ebenattempted to turn his head towardTryggr, to blink his gritty eyes open, perhaps to speak — but nothing would come out.Anddespite that,Tryggr’swarm hand had begun stroking his shoulder, slow and deeply reassuring, andEbencouldn’t help curling a little closer into him, into his safe solid warmth.

“That’sit,Ka-esh,”Tryggr’ssoft voice continued. “Youjust relax and breathe, ach?ThatEfterarwill be here real soon to help you,Iken.”

Ebenmight have nodded, curling even closer, his head bumping something solid — something that was now shifting, slipping beneath his head, propping it up.Andwait, wait, it wasTryggr’sthigh,Eben’shead was inTryggr’slap— andTryggr’swarm hand was now stroking against his hair, against where it felt sticky and scraggly, surely half fallen out of its usual neat braid.

“Ach, just thus,Ka-esh,”Tryggrsaid, even softer. “Youget comfortable, and rest.”

Ebensomehow nodded, rubbing his hot cheek against the rough fabric ofTryggr’strousers, but oh, this was the best he’d felt in days, or maybe in weeks, or months.Justlying like this in aSkai’slap, while theSkaikept petting him, murmuring soft, sweet, wonderful words to him.

Ebendidn’t know how long he lay there, and he’d perhaps fallen back asleep — but he was jolted awake byTryggr’svoice again, now far louder and sharper than before. “Wherethe fuck haveyoubeen?” he demanded, and whenEben’sscratchy eyes blinked open, he sawEfterarstriding into the room, looking just as bleary and exhausted asEbenfelt.

“I’vebeen dealing with the fallout from that massive brawl of yours,Skai,”Efterarsnapped back, thoughEbencouldn’t taste any actual ire in his scent. “Nowhelp me turn him over, will you?Gently.”

Efterarwas referring toEben, he soon discovered, as careful hands shifted against his body, turning him around so his burning back faced out, towardEfterar.Whichmeant thatEben’sface was now turned towardTryggr, his nose nearly inTryggr’sgroin, and he felt himself reflexively inhaling the rich sweet scent of it, as his aching body shuddered all over.

“Ach, that’s a bad infection,” saidEfterar’svoice, clipped and businesslike. “Whatdid it, do you know?”

Tryggr’shand was again steadily strokingEben’shair, seemingly not caring that it was nudgingEben’sface closer into his groin. “Alash, he said,” cameTryggr’sflat reply. “An’ a half-dozen fool greedyKa-esh running a rut on him, too.Thoughtthey were s’posed to be the geniuses round here.”

Efterardidn’t make any comment to this, thoughEbencould feel the unmistakable prickle of his powerful healing magic, shimmering into the aches on his skin. “He’sbadly dehydrated, too,” saidEfterar’smatter-of-fact voice. “Losta lot of blood.Idon’t suppose you thought to bring him any water, beyond this fruit?”

Tryggr’shand stilled, andEbencould feel his breath hissing out, hard enough to rustle his hair. “Ach, no,Ididn’t,” he breathed. “Fuck.Ishoulda thought of it.Didn’trealize he didn’t have any, the poor little pet.”

Anotherhard shiver hurtled upEben’sback, and he could hearEfterar’slow harrumph. “Well, fresh seed would be even better, if you’d want to give it,” he said flatly. “Noobligation whatsoever, of course, but it scents to me like you’re both already halfway there.”

Wait.Wait, what the hell hadEfterarjust said, andEbencouldn’t stop shivering now, and somehow — somehow — twisting his head a little, and blinking up atTryggr’sface.AtwhereTryggrwas blinking back down toward him, a stunned, strange look shifting across his eyes.

“Wouldthat help,Ka-esh?” he asked, hoarse. “Abit of fresh seed?Just— for your health?Yourhealing?”

Right.Right, of course, just for that, andEbencouldn’t deny his low, shaky moan, his tongue brushing his lips.Andnow he was even inhaling slow and deep, shamefully nuzzling his face intoTryggr’sgroin, into where — at some point — it had begun bulging far larger than before.

“Ach, then,Ka-esh,”Tryggrbreathed, and oh,oh, he was shifting his trousers, tugging them downwards, and releasing — that.Thatfat, scarredSkaiprick, hovering huge and heavy overEben’sface.Andthis was not happening, this could not be happening, not withEfterarright there behind them — butEbenknewEfterarhad witnessed such feedings hundreds of times, and he’d been the one to suggest it, and…

“Ach,Ka-esh?”Tryggrsaid, even as he shiftedEbena little on his lap, lowered that thick grey length towardEben’smouth. “You’resure?”

ButEben’smouth was still watering, his head furtively nodding, his face seeking closer.Hislips parting, opening, welcoming the gentle brush of that slick grey head, its seed brushing lightly across his tongue…

Fuck, it tasted good, different, richer and sweeter than any seedEbenhad ever tasted in his life — and he moaned as he lurched closer, sucked it deeper into his mouth.WhileTryggrgasped above him, and then huffed a husky laugh, his hand again stroking againstEben’shair, claws gently dragging against his scalp.

“Ach, there you are,Ka-esh,”Tryggrmurmured, as his cock inEben’smouth shuddered and swelled larger, squeezing out a generous pulse of that rich sweetness ontoEben’stongue. “That’sbetter, ain’t it?”

Ebenbriefly, fervently nodded, earning another low laugh fromTryggr, another stroke of claws through his hair. “Good,” he said softly. “Realgood,Ka-esh.Drinkas much as you like.”

Oh, hell, andEbenmoaned again, sucking harder, deeper — and that was a hiss fromTryggrthis time. “Ach, that’s it,” he breathed, swelling even fuller inEben’smouth, stretching it wider around him. “Ach, you’ve got a tight, hot little mouth, don’t you?Youlike having it filled with a goodSkaiprick?”

Eben’sgroan was hoarse, shameless, his mouth sucking even harder — and oh, it felt good, it tasted good, and perhaps it really was helping, too.BecauseEfterar’sfamiliar healing prickle in his back was moving faster now, darting efficiently from laceration to laceration, andEben’sthoughts felt clearer, his body steadier.Enoughthat he remembered his tongue, flicking and teasing it atTryggr’sleaking slit, whileTryggrspasmed and sputtered into his mouth, thicker and smoother with every desperate gulp.

“Good,Ka-esh,”Tryggrgasped, his clawed hand now gently curling aroundEben’sneck, his breaths heaving loud and harsh. “Ach, that’s nice.Realnice.Sogood and tight and sweet, so pretty with aSkaiin your mouth, opening you up, about to make you reek of —”

Hisvoice faltered, broke into a hoarse, guttural cry — and yes, yes, there it was, the furious rush of sweet, stunningSkaiseed, surging intoEben’smouth.Andhe was aware enough now to soften the suction, to open his throat, to just let the seed flow straight down, heating his esophagus, streaming into his empty waiting belly.

“Oh,fuck,”Tryggrgroaned, his hooded eyes bright and wild onEben’sface. “Sogood,Ka-esh.Ach.”

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