Under the Banner

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/M
Fandom: World of Warcraft
Relationship: Original Character/Original Character
Character: Original Human Character(s), Original Goblin Character(s)
Additional Tags: Goblins, Spanking, Hotdogging, Buttjobs, Cock Worship, Lipstick & Lip
Gloss, Dirty Talk, Hook-Up, One Night Stands, Excess Cum, Cervical
Penetration, Size Kink, Size Difference
Stats: Published: 2017-04-05 Words: 3996

Under the Banner

by FourLeafPyro

Summary

A human male and a goblin girl meet in a tavern, and hit it off. Unimpressed by her race's
men, the goblin is determined to make the human claim her in mind, body, and soul as a
lifelong mate. And what better way to do that than with some animalistic fucking?

"Well, last we left off, I believe I was busy losing myself talking about how I'd fall for any
creature that looked half as good as a goblin."

The goblin drew a slender hand - capped with faded powder-blue polished nails- up to cover her
mouth, hiding the light giggling that emerged after the Human's eager return to their previous
banter. "Indeed you were," she said, feeling much freer to respond in kind. The change in venue
from the bar to her bedroom had helped to ease a good load of the tension that came from the risk
of being seen with a human partner in a Horde tavern. "You must find it strange to step outside of
your own race when seeking a partner though, don't you?"

He grinned, bolting the door behind him and crossing over to look down at the petite, green-
skinned girl. "Strange? Definitely. I've only ever been with human women, myself. I can't speak for
you, but there's always been a sort-of societal pressure to keep it that way. Something about
halflings, I don't really care enough to keep track."

Pausing his rant, he studied the goblin from head to toe, taking in every inch of her feminine
looks. "But who wants to stay in their comfort zone, right? I'm always willing to make an exception
for beautiful women, no matter what they are."

She could actually feel the heat rolling off of him; waves of it, tinged with his scent, evident only
to Gob senses, and dyed with his lust. Surrounding her. Or perhaps that was merely just the
proximity to his crotch? The crown of her head did barely crest it, after all - a fact that made her
eyes twinkle.

"I see. So it's somewhat more...taboo, then? Well, not to inflate your ego, or anything else for that
matter," she huffed, directing a meaningful, playful glance at those proximally close nethers. "But
humans are somewhat revered among the more exotically inclined females of my kind."

The Gob herself shifted, rubbing her bare thighs together underneath a black cocktail dress that
hugged close to her curves, just barely managing to stretch across her ample cheeks. It would easily
be called 'a fat ass' on a normal sized woman, and the dress itself was only just within the bounds
of decency from how closely it hugged her thick thighs. She had to pause to brush an errant strand
of raven-black hair back behind her elongated ears, swooping past her magenta streak as she went.

He couldn't help but laugh at her anything-but-subtle innuendo, if not just for the tenacity of it. "I
think I see what you're getting at. It's the whole size-difference thing mixed in with the opposite
faction allegiances, right?" he asked, already well-aware of the answer. "I suppose that's part of
what brought me here, too."

Noticing her penchant for staring directly below the belt, he adjusted his tan pants just enough to
accentuate an especially large bulge.

"I can't blame them for wanting something exotic. I do, as well. And you're perfectly fitting the
bill. Charming, forward, and, if you'll forgive my bluntness, I'm already having ideas about what
I'd do to that ass of yours."

He leaned back, fixated on the goblin's legs. Whenever he tried to break the stare, his eyes
seemed to drift back to between those plump thighs.

"And I'm sure you've had your fair share of thoughts about being with a human before, no?" he
questioned, teasing more than he was actually curious.

She couldn't very well divulge the long nights spent dreaming of a lover capable of handling her
voluptuous body; of trading scrabbly, long nailed hands, for smooth, powerful and competent ones,
big enough to grip - or perhaps even spank - her cheeks. She couldn't mention that first, fruitless
intercourse with a male of her kind, being with him long enough to exchange virginity for
disappointment. Or how she had dreamed of riding a cock big enough to fill her, to claim her. With
other options exhausted, she opted to play coy, at least for now.

"I may have considered it once or twice, when the pickings were slim," she conceded, teething
against a nail while her eyes lingered a little too long on the more pronounced package in the
Human's pants. "And just what were you thinking of doing to me, you naughty man?"

Deciding to drive the point home, the goblin used their mutual immediacy to cant her hips to one
side, pressing that booty into the Human's leg and letting him feel exactly how big and soft it was.
She couldn't keep up the facade much longer; not before she would simply succumb to her desires
to fulfill a life-long fantasy.

The goblin's attempts at playing hard to get hadn't gone unnoticed. But it would be fun to play
along with the coy act. She clearly wanted to hear every last detail of what he had planned.

"Your emphasis on me doing something 'to' you almost makes me think that you want to take
charge," he teased. "But I suppose if you really wanted me to indulge you with every last detail..."

His hand slowly crept down his body, bending down just enough to take the goblin's ass in his
hand. It was proportionally massive, with her plush cheeks spilling out far beyond his hand. He
sank his fingers deep into her flesh, forcefully massaging the needy girl's ass.

"I've never been averse to some spanking, myself. Making those cheeks wobble against my hand
would be a treat, don't you think?" he breathed, sending a chill down the goblin's spine. "Oh, and
that's not mentioning the hotdogging. I'd slide my big, throbbing cock right between those green
cheeks of yours and squeeze you around me until I came on your back. And I think it would be
perfect to finish it all off with me using your asshole...although I am a gentle lover, so I'll leave
that one up to you. After all, breeding a goblin from behind is just as good as claiming her
backdoor, no?"

He drew his hand back, and lightly grazed the goblin's ass with a slap. Just enough to give her a
taste of what he had in store. "Unless you had something else in mind?"

She shivered when his hand made contact with her skin, pressing her butt back into his hand and
eliciting a low moan from her throat as his fingers clamped down, rolling the bountiful booty
through his assured, competent hands. She could practically melt into it.

"You make it all sound so simple," she purred, with obvious, evident lust, a opalescent drop of her
essence running down the inside of her thigh, the air thick with desire from both of them. "You
make it sound like you're going to have my ass bouncing off of your crotch in moments, like there's
nothing I can do about it..."

She couldn't bear to try and delay this any longer. The Gob's own hands ran on the Human's leg,
finding the waistband of his pants and pulling down sharply. It wasn't enough to pull the cloth over
his rigid cock, and judging from her teasing smile, that was clearly intentional.

"Well? Is there?" she challenged him, egging the Human on to assert himself over her; to break
that taboo and to breed the fertile Goblin bitch inches away from his family jewels.

With the goblin breathing heavily as she took in his clothed cock, he spared her the fantasy and
exposed himself to her. His cock sprung forward from its cotton prison, slapping the goblin in the
face with the thick eight-inch rod.

"That look on your face says there's not much you want to do about it," he said, spurring the
goblin to moan with agreement.

Placing one hand on his rigid member, he slowly drew a trail of pre-cum from her cheek to her
lips, stopping only once the engorged tip was pressed firmly against her lipstick-coated mouth.

"Suck it. Coat every last inch of this throbbing prick with your tongue, and maybe you'll convince
me to reward that fat little ass of yours."

He wasn't wrong. Oh, Gods, he wasn't wrong. The moment that thick, massive, perfect dick
slapped across her face, obscuring her vision and filling her entire world up with nothing but the
sight of his tool, she came. A gush of feminine arousal ran down her legs, turning her tunnel from
the leaky sieve it was before to a slip and slide, ready and more than willing to accommodate him.
She was almost shocked at how aroused she'd become. Her eyes, wide as dinner plates, tracked his
length perfectly. Her surprise wasn't coming from the disbelief that he would so openly degrade
her, but more that it was happening; that she had found a Human who has was going to show her
what it meant to be fucked good and proper. With the head of a such a magnificent cock pressed
against her lips, the Gob did the only thing she could: leave her mark.

Puckering around the tip, the Gob smooched his head until there was a seal formed and she could
suck, if only hard enough to wick a bead of pearly pre between her violet lips. She savored how
different the flavor was from the other males of her race; how much more superior it came across.
When she pulled away, a perfect imprint of her lips was left in a perverse mark right on the head of
his cock.

"How could you?" she asked while moving down his cock, leaving behind mark after mark of
Goblin lust; peppered kisses that stayed behind after her lips departed, all while bombarding him
with feverish questions. "How could you? Look at -mwah- this! It's dangerous, I'll have to -
Mmmmmnh- sate you, keep the -mmmph- other Goblins safe."

She arrived, lips puckered and ready, centimeters away from his sack, awaiting his approval, a
sign, anything to let her know to continue. He groaned, barely audibly, as the goblin stained his
generous shaft purple with her lipstick. Every feverish peck encouraged another pearly bead of pre
to drip from his throbbing cock, running down the shaft and drooling onto the goblin's cheeks as
she went.

"You perfect little whore," he hushed, staring down at the green-skinned girl. "I'm starting to
think you want this even more than I do."

The goblin stopped, eying his jewels. He gave a throaty growl, almost angry at the pleasure he
was being deprived of, and took a handful of her hair in his closed fist. He forced her face deeper
into his scrotum, forcing her to inhale every last bit of his lustful scent. "I didn't tell you to stop, did
I? E-very-thing. That goes double for the balls. I want you to fucking worship them, because
they're gonna be dumping a hot load inside that green pussy of yours if you treat them right."

The time for playing coy - for dancing about her desires and flirting with disaster - had passed. In
all truth, it had passed about the time she had planted a full smooch across his dick. When he
growled in that perfectly feral manner, it compelled her to to admit, that yes, she was that little
Human desiring tart he thought she was. "I -Mmmnph!-"

Her voice was cut short as he pressed her face into his balls, urging her to continue to dredge up
her lusts, and to stir them into a boiling river that could be spilled into her. She trusted that her eyes
could communicate her feelings better, and she locked her deep-blue pupils onto his, wide with
desire. She prayed that it was enough to tell him she needed this, that she was his, and that she
would do, without hesitation, whatever he wanted. The goblin brought up that delicate feminine
hand, and wrapped it around his throbbing shaft, smearing her drying lipstick slightly as she began
to jack him. Her tongue and lips lavished his sack, lifting and allowing his individual balls to drop
and sway pendulously; it was to feel the liquid weight of him move and slosh about and most of
all, to take in the raw heat of him - how warm and ready he was to take her.

A free hand drifted to the hem of her cocktail dress, finding the neckline and tearing down. She
split the thin veneer of fabric, letting her heavy bare breasts spill out, putting her darker nipples and
perky, large areolae on display. Before he could get in a word, she had already hiked up the hem of
that dress, revealing the damp cleft between her legs. Another grunt managed to escape his lips as
the goblin rubbed her lipstick deeper into the flesh of his pulsing cock, just slowly enough to drive
him animalistic with lust. He wrapped his hand around hers, fully covering it, and began to pump
away at a faster tempo. Using her hand to jerk himself off almost felt like cheating, but the softness
of her hands, paired with the constant moaning into his balls was already too much to handle.

"Gods, you're such a fucking slut for this thick prick of mine. You must be dying to let this human
fill up your tight little womb, no? I'm shocked that you're not already schlicking that tiny, wet pussy
of yours, whore."

A sudden, familiar pressure crested in his balls, and he knew that his orgasm was soon to come.
He tightened his grasp and held the goblin's hand in place, deathgripping his cock to prevent him
from blowing his fat load too early. Her kisses, fierce as they were, were almost too much to bear
on their own. "Fuck, fuck! Slow down. I'm not about to waste my cum on that pretty little face of
yours. Climb up on that table and get on all fours. I'm gonna plow that goblin twat of yours from
behind until I spurt."

The Goblin watched with amazement painted on her features as the Human nearly crested and
then pulled himself back from the brink of orgasm, and it sent her wild. Not only had her hand been
pressed hard against his shaft, feeling every flex, twitch and exactly how hard and hot he was, the
sheer control he displayed sent another shudder that rocked her pussy from entrance to womb.
Male Goblins were not known for their endurance, nor their control; they sought orgasm as soon as
possible, and promptly left their undersexed, bombshell women unsatisfied. Was it any wonder that
Goblins just like this one fled in droves to the furnaces of lust that were Human men? She popped
off, long enough to purr out an eager reply, before she shimmied up the table, aligning that green,
sopping twat with his magnificent dick.

"Anything you want, baby. I'll do whatever the fuck you want me to do."

Her pussy - her whole body - shook in anticipation, as the Goblin craned her neck to get a better
look at the dick no longer splayed across her features. It was so....big, and thick. Surely something
like that couldn't fit inside of her! One longing look at the beast-like hunger behind the Human's
eyes drove the notion from her head. He was going to make her pussy fit around his cock. There
would be no struggling to fit him; only the hollowing out of her cunt, shaped to fit a better breeder.
The shuddering goblin could do nothing but stare at his cock, a mixture of raw desire and fear
plastered across her face. The man couldn't help but feel pity for her. He wouldn't be able to start
off at full tempo like this. No, he would have to be gentle, let her get a taste for his prick, and then
pound her hard until she was screaming into a puddle of her own juices and drool. Some teasing
was in order.

"Don't you worry that pretty little head of yours, whore. I won't make it hurt. That is, unless...you
want it to hurt."

The Goblin bit her lip, figuratively and literally holding her tongue, holding back the urge to
shout at the Human, to tell him to get on with it, to ream her, to shove that fat fucking thing inside
of her. He slid his thick member between the goblin's fat ass cheeks, gently rubbing his shaft along
her pert asshole. The Goblin's breath caught in her throat, stiffening her back straight, pushing her
plump ass even higher while the Human's cock parted the sea of green flesh; nestling between her
fat cheeks, grinding that rod across her asshole, making the dark green star wink and tremble,
fearful of being called upon to swallow the monster knocking at its door. Thankfully, he seemed
content to simply rut against it, getting a thorough taste of her plush posterior. The sensation of her
plush ass was nearly enough to make him cum right there, but he had plans to breed this little
goblin whore. He drew his cock in long strokes along her crevasse, smearing his dick in her
dripping girlcum as he went. A solid slap landed hard on her green ass, and he delighted in
watching the image of a dark hand print remain long after he withdrew it. Like a brand on a
common whore, it emblazoned itself across her cheek, making the Goblin cry out while her pussy
flooded with new wetness.

"Ahn! Fuck! That fucking...! Mmmn!" she moaned, unable to form a proper sentence.

"Brace yourself, my beautiful little brood bitch. I'm about to give you the fucking of a lifetime."

She couldn't seem to find the words to respond, and she could only manage to hang her head low
and listen to the Man detail how he was going to rail her moments before he actually did. Without
wasting any more time, he pushed his throbbing tip inside of her pussy, and forced the rest of his
length in to the hilt. It was slow at first, like the deepest part of her was split apart, ever so slowly
widening to take a dick that was genetically never meant to see the inside of her pussy, and yet....it
kept giving. With every inch that passed through her folds, for every rock solid, throbbing hot inch
of cock that passed through the wide-spread lips of her reamed out cunt, the Goblin was surprised
to find that for two partners so far apart in biodiversity, her pussy bent to it's better. It changed
shape, widened, went deeper, all to take as much Human dick as possible. In spite of the gulf of
DNA between the two, it was almost like she was meant for this. When his hips suddenly jutted
forward, crashing his thighs into her ass and making the lipstick-stained head of his cock kiss her
womb in return, she came without hesitation. She trembled around his length, massaging it with
muscles clearly meant to milk dicks half his size or less that instead provided an organic, adulated
symphony of pleasure at how perfect a mate he really was.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck me! Ah, Gods, you're filling me! How big are you? Fuc-Ahn!"

The Goblin's head hung low, the sweat from her slick hair dripping in thick drops onto the table
below; her tongue alternating between forming brief syllables of ecstasy, and hanging limply out of
her mouth. The sudden shriek that ripped through her throat once his cock had slammed into her
womb made the man concerned that he'd hurt her. But as the fluid steadily gushed out from her wet
entrance and ran down his legs, pooling in a fragrant puddle of liquid pheromones on the table, he
realized that this was exactly what she'd wanted.

"Even human women can't usually take this much. Don't tell me you were practicing for the day
a human finally filled your little goblin twat up to the fucking brim!"

He began to pound away at her, relishing every inch of her textured folds that shuddered and
pulsed around him, trying to milk every last drop of cum from his cock before he'd even had a
chance to set a tempo. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed off the walls in a
cacophony of desperate fucking, as the head of his cock slammed against the entrance of her
womb.

"They say goblins and humans can't breed, you know. But the way we're going, all of my thick
fucking seed is gonna flood your womb. Fuck me, with all of that attention you gave to my balls,
you'd be lucky if you didn't get pregnant just from tasting it."

He landed another solid smack against her rapidly-darkening ass, and then another, and then
another, all in tandem with his bestial thrusting. The goblin's loud cries were telltale of her
quivering cunt, tightening hard around the human's massive cock only to be stretched out all over
again with every thrust. The oncoming orgasm began to swell up in his cock once more, but he was
convinced that he could easily hold back if he tried. All the same, the blood rushed even further
into his rock-solid prick, and it was clear that the goblin was feeling every inch of it.

"So, my little whore. Should I cum inside of you now, and make your little womb overflow with
my seed? Or should I keep going and shove your face into that drool puddle of yours until your
insipid, cock-hungry mind just fucking breaks?"

There really was only one option. From the hail of blows making her cunt alternately tighten only
to be plowed back into shape, to the way her pussy had been spasming in non-stop nirvana from the
moment the Human had found even the slightest bit of tempo to his thrusts, to the torn, raw
screams erupting from her mouth, the Goblin whore cried out in total submission. Her words were
muddied by the saliva flecking from her lips, but her final request came clear as day.

"B-Breed me!"

Giving over entirely to the ideal mate she had been seeking for so long, the Goblin was fully
subsumed by her desires, not only opening her womb to be filled, but her heart to be taken -
snatched away from her tribe, taken off the table as a prospective lover - by this greedy,
enterprising Human whose lust had known no equal. Her mind flooded white at the same time as
her cunt, her brain fizzling from the sensation overload. She collapsed cheek-first onto the table
with her ass held high, a perfect target for the Human to dispense his lusts, no matter the sate of her
consciousness. Finding himself at the end of his orgasm, the human slammed the goblin's hips
against his in one final, deep thrust, spilling his seed in thick ropes into the deepest parts of her
womb. The petite girl could could respond with a muted babble as her pussy overflowed, spilling
out the excess cum in a lewd puddle on the table. He withdrew his cock from the goblin's tight
insides, and her lower half collapsed down with the rest of her. She was out cold. It was going to
take the night before she'd recover.

The man stretched out, rubbing errantly at the sore back he'd developed from hunching over such
a small creature. He took a cursory look around the goblin's residence, and quickly spotted some
parchment and a quill pen. He jotted his name down on the paper, along with his mailing address.
"In case you wanted more than just a one-night stand", read the little message he'd attached after
his personal details. Not wasting another moment in the stranger's house, he quietly slipped out of
the front door with a grin on his face.

Somehow, he knew that she was going to give him another invitation.

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