NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
"I'm sure we can make room for her," Samarta replied with a smirk as she scratched behind Rebecca's ears, awakening the raccoon and causing her to nuzzle into the naga's hand. "She's so fluffy and soft and warm!" The naga was slightly taken aback by being handed so much money at once, "uhhhh, right, yeah I guess that's going to be helpful. We'll be up in a bit, but we'll see you in the morning for breakfast."
Orgrosh would beam happily at the request to be seen to her room, and rose to her feet in a rush and nodded. "Of course!" she said, and then would answer him as they weaved through the crowd arm in arm towards the stairs, many of the men who had been looking at Orgrosh now looking jealously at Bakan. "Well, it is a bit weird... We don't treat the sexes exactly the same, but we don't.... Disrespect women like they seem to here. Women can be anything in orc society, and aren't treated like slaves by their... Husbands? Is that the word? I don't know. Still, it's nice to be treated this way sometimes... Pampered, is the word I guess."
Arriving at Orgrosh's door after Bakan had a chance to reply, the orc warrior woman would disengage from Bakan and turn to face him squarely, an attempt at the charming smile that he had witnessed back when he had first asked her to smile appearing again as she batted her eyelashes and quietly said; "Well... Goodnight then!" She seemed to want something, but if Bakan simply bid her goodnight and headed to his own room she would simply turn to her own door.
Going into his room and stripping with the intention of taking a bath in the bathroom, Bakan would be just about to enter the tub before he would hear a knock at his door. "Commander? Bakan? Sarah is asleep, and she had our key... May I come in?" Orgrosh said quietly, trying to keep her voice down.
Interesting... So he was wrong? He had thought gender equality was something over there, but if such were the case... Then was it truly appropriate for Orgrosh to seek to look beautiful? That would be wonderful, if such were the case. A lot easier to get her into the idea of being nice and pretty. "I'd imagine anyone would enjoy being pampered. I'd always feel pampered when I was growing up with Ashloriel. Ever since coming here... I feel my life has been happy with Ashloriel... Though, without my brother... It always felt like a somewhat hollow happiness." Bakan said with longing. "My end goal for now is to find my brother. I feel as if few actually know that. I've been a bit preoccupied with things lately, so I haven't had much of a chance... But, I would like to find a way home." he said. Though... What then? Would he stay? Bakan honestly didn't know... He'd just have to find out once he got there. Last he was ever told, his brother is still alive. He just has to cling to that.
"Goodnight, Orgrosh! I'm very happy you treated me such. I'm honored." he said with a smile. After a moment, he added. "When you change, could you leave your dress and armor with me? It won't take me long..." he suggested, desiring to make Orgrosh's armored attire look respectable and beautiful as well as tough. Indeed, the entire day, Orgrosh seemed to act like a tried and true Proper Lady. Bakan felt as if he'd been walking alongside royalty all day. Quite flustered, he was.
Then, once there came a knock to his door, the words Orgrosh shared made him feel upset at Sarah. "What...?" Bakan inquired, the thought made him want to scold her for her thoughtlessness. Quickly, Bakan put his shirt back on, and after a moment, his pants as well, blushing at the idea of her seeing him in his underwear. 'Why the hell did I purchase so many strange pairs of underwear?' he wondered, before opening the door with shirt and pants on.
"We can't have you sleeping on the ground somewhere. By all means!" Bakan invited Orgrosh in. "How thoughtless of Sarah! I'll give her a piece of my mind for you, Orgrosh." Bakan said with a frown. "I'll sleep on the floor with a pillow and some covers. The bed's all yours." he announced with a smile.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
"Mmmm? Your brother? Where is he?" Orgrosh asked curiously, "is he... Where you were from originally?" She sounded unsure, as if the idea of other worlds entirely was an alien concept to her entirely, but would listen attentively anyway as they approached their rooms. When he requested that she leave her dress and armor for him to modify she would nod and blush slightly, "of course, I can do that."
Later, after she had knocked on his door, Orgrosh entered when permitted with a very sheepish look, a slight blush on her pale green cheeks. "Uhm... It's alright! She... Kind of had a long day. We only just got into town, and she's still not as used to marching like I am" she said, seemingly ready to brush aside Sarah locking her out of their room.
"And that won't be necessary! There's nothing wrong with sleeping together," she said in a voice brimming with confident reassurance, and then brazenly went on; "May I... Take my dress off?"
When asked, Bakan would nod. "Yes, it was only I who got separated when it all happened... So as far as I know, he's still there." he replied.
When inside the room, Bakan was a bit taken back by how little Orgrosh seemed to care. They spent so long together, wouldn't it be slightly uncomfortable to be away? By that point, Bakan decided he had no idea what was going on through her head. Orgrosh was a more complicated woman than he gave her credit for. Though he was quickly distracted from that thought as Orgrosh insisted it was alright if they shared the same bed. Blushing, he looked ready to lash out at her for suggesting such a thing, but he stopped himself. He wasn't sure what was going on on her end. He was already informed of cultural facts after Rhep suddenly attacked him in the bath. To her, she was just following the tradition her people practiced. Still, such things he'd have to adjust so that they could act properly wherever they go, instead of only adhering to their own practices. He couldn't just charge forward on the issue and hope for them to see his way. Scolding Orgrosh now wouldn't get him anywhere.
First, he had to investigate where her thoughts might be, and for that matter, her feelings. "Orgrosh... We've already been through enough that us sleeping together in the same bed would imply 'that', you know?" he said, trying to probe for responses. "Is this apart of some tradition? Do you need to... Do things... For your commander?" he inquired with a blush. "You know how I feel about all that... Honor and duty are things I personally believe should apply from one's personality most importantly. A bandit acting with honor is a bit redundant, and by saying that... I guess I'm trying to say that you shouldn't feel you have to do anything you personally wouldn't do." he explained, looking a bit meek.
Playing into his role she fit him into might be best. He fought it initially, but what if he played the part? She might become more comfortable, and as a result, he might have a little more control over the situation. "So... I'm speaking as your commander now. Your morale and thoughts are important to me. The greatest leaders any land has known were men and women who accepted their faults and trusted in their companions to cover for them. I'd like to at least try and emulate them. Be it honor or duty, if your heart feels differently, then I want you to follow what you feel is right."
"As it is, I can't entirely tell if the Orgrosh I speak to is the real Orgrosh, or the mask of duty that many wear. I want to know the truth from you at all times. If I'm acting a fool, you shouldn't show respect for me still despite my faults... Unless you really felt that way." he shrugged. "Hell, feel free to punch me if the need arises. I respect any decisions you may have behind that, because you're my companion." he said with a smile. On one hand, he was giving her a lot of options. There were a lot of places she could take that, which was dangerous, but it would at least help Bakan determine where her heart and mind might be, so that he can interact with her proper.
"I just don't want you doing stuff like taking your clothes off and laying in bed with someone like me for reasons of duty alone. If feels... Empty... You know?" he asked her, making his final point clear that he won't accept anything she does further as her acting on duty alone. It had to be what she truly wanted.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
"Yes," Orgrosh replied flatly when Bakan pointed out how the two of them sleeping together would look to others, "but, whether or not we did have sex would be something that we would know. What others think of it hardly matters, they don't have any right to tell us what we can and can't do."
The orc woman frowned at his suggestion that her actions were based on tradition, but seemed to deliberate her response for a moment, giving Bakan an opportunity to continue and speak his entire peace. Whether or not his efforts to fit into the role of commander that Orgrosh had given him were to make the orc woman more placid was hard to say, as she seemed to take his words with a continued flat look, and neither lashed out nor teared up. Completely calm, she would give a thoughtful look after he had finished that lasted for several moments.
After that pregnant pause, however, Orgrosh would open her mouth and speak in an entirely collected manner; "I do not wish to sleep with you out of a sense of duty. Men and women are equal where I come from, commander, even if a woman is still treated like a woman. You could no more command me to give you my body than I could have done the same to one of my male subordinates. We exile rapists, and coercion is just rape with the violence merely implied. It is the clanless, those whom we have so exiled, and that those we take as property are exempt from the protections of our laws until they earn their freedom that grant us that reputation among the other races.
"No... I wish to sleep with you simply because I wish to sleep with you, commander. You are a strong man, an able warrior with gifts of the spirit. We would make strong children together, and their conception would be a pleasurable release as well. Whether or not you permit me your seed given such a union is, however, up to you. I would still enjoy it regardless.
"Also, it is worth noting that how you have asked me to treat you is how I would have treated you anyway. I would not allow you to lead me into peril or folly when it could be avoided, and it would be my duty as your subordinate to point out the errors in your plans!" She paused and fixed him with a fierce look, the more familiar warrior Orgrosh now standing before him, before firmly continuing; "Now... I am going to take off this dress, and neatly fold it on the dresser. Everything that I am wearing underneath it will follow, and then I will go to the bed. I won't tell you what to do, and will accept whatever decision you make so long as it is not inspired by madness. If, however, you choose to join me, everything that we do from that point on is up to you. I will pressure for what I want, but I understand that no means no."
Bakan was dumbstruck. Orgrosh would see as much. His face was deep red, and his mouth hanging open in shock. '... Did she just say she wants to have my children?' he had to ask himself. It was honestly something his heart wasn't ready for. It didn't make sense. Did someone not need to feel more reasons than that are necessary before they simply tell someone they want to have children? Was it Orgrosh's own way of confessing to him? She didn't seem to be as lovey dovey as he might expect a woman to be when announcing such a thing, but Orgrosh's social background was already confusing as it is. Plus, imagining Orgrosh like that was actually quite difficult. She often seemed to have that stoic kind of look on her face that made it hard to see her making any other kind of face.
So what was this? Orgrosh just laid it out for him. She wants to have sex with him, she wants to have children with him because she expects them to be everything she'd want in her children... So why was this so different? It seemed like Orgrosh basically said that Bakan was what she was looking for in a man. Yet it seemed a bit different than actual love. But isn't love required for such a thing? No... Nothing was making sense. Although he still had Cory on his mind, he didn't want to make her feel betrayed, but at the same time, he didn't know what the right move was to make now. That, and Bakan was someone who had a hard time saying no to someone who wanted him to make them happy. He did kind of feel a little bad for how much of a yes man he seemed to be, but at the same time, he liked making people happy, even at his own expense.
But... What would he be doing wrong by accepting Orgrosh? First thought that came to mind was Cory, but honestly... The whole idea of saving each other for only each other was destroyed already with the events that took place. Cory was raped, he was raped, and Janne basically announced that she was going to keep fucking him no matter if even Bakan himself didn't like it. So... What to do? Bakan looked up for a moment, as if beseeching the roof for guidance, before taking a deep breath. He was a mess. He chose to fall in love with Cory while still holding Ashloriel the closest in his heart, only because he thought her so far beyond his reach. He didn't limit himself to Cory, even taking it upon himself to be pleasured by Samarta while giving her energy. Wait...
That was when Bakan remembered yet again. What the hell was he thinking!? He recalled that time in the woods, he ended up fucking both Cory and Rhep! 'Fuck it!' Bakan growled mentally. 'This is all so screwed up! Nothing makes sense! It's all so god damn crazy! This whole world is crazy! I'm the only one who's not crazy!' Bakan shouted to himself within the void of his mind, where his voice could reach no other. With that, he finally made his decision. He decided how he felt, what he would do, and future steps to take. He'd just have to embrace the insanity, and make it as happy and safe as insanity can be. He'd try to give everyone happiness. If he can't, then too bad! 'I'm not a damn god! Even if I was, I can't solve everything! I'm just going to do the best I can. If Orgrosh wants this, then I'll make her happy. I'll make everyone happy. And for some reason, the method of happiness involves little Bakan! It doesn't make sense, but who cares! I don't care! Ha-ha-ha-ha!' Bakan thought with a smile.
He took off his armor, and stripped down until he was wearing only Vegeta's son. "I've made up my mind." he replied to Orgrosh. "I can't promise that the conclusion I've reached is not without madness, but I feel the whole world is mad enough to make me look tame. I don't know how you feel, Orgrosh, but know this," he announced, approaching her, whether she was naked on the bed or not, and putting his hand to her chin gently while staring into her eyes. "I'm going to be diligent. I'm not perfect, I'm not holy or pure. My idea of proper relationships was broken over my head long ago, so in response, I'm going to make you happy. I'm going to make Cory happy, and Rhep. Samarta, Sarah, and Rebecca. I can't be loyal to just one woman, I've already failed at that, so I'll just do the best I can. To that end..." Bakan put one hand behind Orgrosh's back, embracing her. "I'm going to raise my children. They're going to know their mothers and respect them. We're all going to be the happiest family we can damn well be, despite how it doesn't make any sense in my head! I'll make it work!" he announced, before looking square at Orgrosh, already feeling himself getting excited from being so close to her.
"If you want to have a child with me, Orgrosh, that's a commitment. We cannot be fools nor careless. I want strong, happy, intelligent children. I feel like a very sleazy man for all that I've done, but I still want the best for everyone. The child we raise will be our family. They'll know their siblings, and get along with them, since, and I will not lie, Cory is also pregnant with a child of mine. I don't know if I have more children beyond that, as women have surprised me and suddenly taken to intimacy with me before I could understand their motives. There's no redemption for me, with myself as the judge. So... I have to embrace it. Now... Answer me now when I say this... And I will not have a child with you unless you answer positively..." he said, waiting for a moment as he let her chin go, the hand that touched her chin sliding over to her shoulder.
"If we have a child together, you must become my bride." Bakan declared. "I won't let you go. We'll raise the child together, and nurture it. I take this very seriously, as children deserve all the love in the world." he announced. "You must be willing to spend years of your life with me, and watch our child grow. If not, if our child will have to go without the love of who made them, I won't do it. Do you understand?" he inquired, not making a single assertive move further until she gave her answer. "Are you willing to marry me if it means having a child with me?" he asked, completely serious. With this, he'll truly know how Orgrosh feels.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
Orgrosh would look back at Bakan stoically, her hefty frame set into a stance that, while not outright combative, was decidedly determined and proud as her warrior nature dictated she should be. His rebuttal was left uninterrupted, but she was slightly taken aback when he boldly issued his demand that, if she wanted to have his child, she would have to become his bride. She would stand and think, with him standing nearby and her own clothes left on while Bakan stood nearly naked beside her, for a few moments before she cleared her throat in preparation to issue a calmly delivered reply; "You would take me as a bride? Very well.... But, I do not agree in full."
There was a brief pause in which she allowed him to digest that, but if he opened his mouth to speak the orc woman would continue; "The definition of marriage in your society and my own is not the same, Commander... Bakan. Here, women are treated as their husband's property, as mere brood mares, at least under the law. In my culture, a husband is the equal to his wife, not her owner, and to join with another like that is a mark of respect to both partners. We are both bound to fidelity with one another, to a degree, and any woman who would lay with you would require my permission first, just as any who would take me would require your permission. I would be your first, for we do not practice polygamy like the su-ku-ta or the humans of the South East, and if you took another above me it would be a grave insult. I do not know if you want that.... But, as is my mission in these lands, I would find a compromise.
"I challenge you, Commander," she suddenly announced, "with the stakes being... If I win, you will give me what I have asked, your seed. I will be your wife in the orc way, and my... Our children would be known to you, to be raised with your influence as you so desire. I will, however, retain the right to leave, if the call of my duty to my people takes me away, and our children will grow up being taught the values of my people. If you win... I will be your bride, but in the way of humans. I will be yours, to the full extent of my life, and our children will be raised as you see fit.
"So, as I have issued the challenge, you may choose the method. You may put your armor back on... Or we may do it here, on the bed, and your armor will not be necessary. If, however, it is not your wish that I will be your bride, then say so now, and I will relent." With that, the orc stood stoically, and awaited Bakan's reply.
Bakan expected as much, but not a half-refusal. He wondered what her deal was on the matter, and it turned out that it was some matter that he found to be distasteful. "Don't select my terms for me, Orgrosh," Bakan replied firmly. "Under my watch, you will never be property or slave to anyone. Pride is something that should flourish like a high banner. I apply this idea to everyone. No one should be a slave." he said, knowing that also went against Orgrosh's culture. "I will do this with you, Orgrosh, but know what my intentions are. My desire for you to become my bride is a link that neither of us shall separate from. I cannot abandon the commitment any more than you can. Whoever should try to pull away, the other should reign them in. Essentially... I want to abandon both ways of life, and create my own. I wish to create the important bonds and remove the shackles. I'm tired of all these laws and principles that frustrate and cause the divisions we know of. People should marry as they like, and it should be no more than a commitment to each other, for the sake of love, and their children." he stressed the children once more.
"You can have your orc way if you win, Orgrosh, but if I win... Then there will be only few rules. We must be loyal to each other. We shouldn't betray or purposefully cause harm to one another. We must raise our children together. Should we feel it's time, we may break our ties. Nothing lasts forever. The marriage I offer is one of true freedom, true partnership, and responsibility. Even after I call you my bride, you're under no obligation to obey me as such. The only obligation we have is one we both share, a responsibility to be loyal to each other, and to raise our children. Other than that... Know that Cory and I are likely to be married as well. The freedom here is your choice. I'm sure it must be insulting. It makes only too much sense. It changes nothing, but I'd hold no grudges if you slept with someone else if it made you happy. Because that's all I truly care about, Orgrosh... The safety and happiness of those around me." he announced.
Of course, Cory would be likely to refuse Bakan if she found out Orgrosh was carrying his child and was even married to him. Thinking about it only made him frustrated, and so all he focused on was trying to please everyone, knowing full well that he may just end up pleasing no one. It was a toss up, and the odds were heavily stacked against him... Likely. It was hard to say. He was still unlearning all of what he thought he knew about women. "The marriage only forces you to do one thing, and that is to never become my enemy." Bakan announced. "When we marry, we become like family. And family becomes priority number one. If your people call you while you must protect your children, then you must protect your children, and make sure to drag me over to help protect them too." He said with a smile. "Likewise, if I become your husband... I will never leave your side so long as you don't leave mine. We will defend each other and our children until death do we part. I will respect you, Orgrosh, and your freedom. Forever." he announced.
Then he chuckled. "It'd be nice if you just conformed to my way of thinking without fighting over it though. I dread the thought of you winning, because... Well... The thought of raising my hammer to fight you seriously causes an immense pain in my chest. I don't want to. I refuse to, so I'll stop you from leaving to the best of my ability. I want you to remain with me, so I'll do what it takes to convince you." he declared with determination.
Then, he sat on the bed, bouncing a little, looking up at her to see if she'd follow.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
Orgrosh, at Bakan's open distaste for how she had described the Badarian version of marriage, or at least at her assumption that such was his own chosen version of it, would merely shrug. "I had not assumed that you would hold to that definition anyway, but we are not divorced from the customs with which we grew up. You are, of course, free to name the terms of our marriage... If you accept and win," she replied evenly, "if you wish to create your ideals, you will have to fight for them."
She took in his stated rules with the same warrior stoicism that she had displayed whenever anything serious had come up, but there was one point at which her visage turned to a grimace instead, when he mentioned Cory. "That would be... Improper, in many respects," she replied in a diplomatic tone, "and I suspect that she will not accept being your second. Ill words will be said, and blood might even be spilled if you do not use proper tact."
"Your words are not consistent," she said after he announced the one thing that he would truly demand from her, "you say you will respect my freedom, but then make me as family, as you put it, and say that I may never oppose you. But, to an orc, the clan is their family. I have left my home, my siblings, my parents, my teachers, and those who followed me in battle for the good of my clan. To them I owe more than I am, more than I can repay in any lifetime, and if that responsibility brought me to arms against you, as it one day might if you fight against us, I would not have a choice. I can only promise that I will do everything that I can to protect our children, should such come to pass between us. Even if you refuse me now, I would prefer to avoid a battle with you that would end in death. If you would seek to convince me of a way to avoid that conflict, I only ask that you hear me out when I seek to present my side."
With that, she would approach the bed, and despite her dour visage at first, when she got nearer a flush and her stunning smile returned; "So... Commander.... Shall we do battle?" Her eyes flitted down to the bulge in his boxers, the only thing protecting his decency at that point, before her eyes flitted back up to his.
Bakan sighed at that. Orgrosh was right, and he expected as much. Still, he hoped that things would go easier than he expected they would. Though bringing up how angry Cory would be was honestly a slightly moot point in a lot of respects in his mind. His company alone and his interactions with them were already violating a lot of ideals that would of course make her angry, and they did. Still, if Orgrosh wanted children, Bakan could see a lot of complications come up with the way Orgrosh functioned. He didn't want to fight her, nor did he want the orcs coming south and taking over the land he protects. No matter what they planned to do with it, there would be few who would be willing to obey orcs, Bakan included. If orcs came through, no doubt they'd expect him to respect their rulership. He already knew he'd be hard pressed to allow them the right to do as they pleased.
"It's consistent enough that I leave you the choice to accept all this." Bakan replied. "If the orcs come south, Orgrosh, there will no doubt be great conflict. Conflict that can be avoided by not coming to conquer these lands. If it's a land where the ruler is unfair, then I can understand the need for change if your ruler is fair. But one thing I cannot forgive about orcs is their need to slaughter those who practice magic not of the spiritual sort. That alone is not reason enough to kill someone, not in my eyes. So unless that policy changes, I won't accept orc rule. I'll fight them and beat them back with all that I can muster, because the idea of such a slaughter taking place makes my blood boil." Bakan said angrily.
"Most importantly of all, I want to raise children born from my own seed. I believe you're telling the truth about protecting our children, but the problem lies in the fact that they aren't with me, that they may know that their mother and father are on opposing sides. I would be just as displeased if they were with me and you were attacking. There is no scenario that is better than the one with us on the same side."
Then, he sighed. "If you still hold such loyalty to those who would cause this separation, then no matter how we battled now, you would win. Rather, I'd let you win by forfeit. We're doomed to nothing more than a temporary companionship, and that not only saddens me, but casts away any desire to have children involved in that kind of mess." he said, before looking at her, and joining her on the bed. "If I win... All I want is for you to consider my request. Just consider it. And if you decide to still return to your people... Please don't allow yourself to bring our children into this world."
Thus was the final decision upon his conditions. All he desired from her is for her to think about it. She may not think him consistent, but it was her choice all in the end and that made it consistent in his mind. It was her choice, free to refuse as she'd like. But Bakan also didn't want the grief of her decision should she bring his children into the world. Hopefully she'd understand that.
With that, Bakan removed his underpants, and struggled a bit to do so as Bakan junior had become a lot bigger as of late, and his underpants were resized to compensate. Bakan reached out, and would lock his fingers around Orgrosh's own, ready to first compete over who'd be on top.
Bakan: HP = 117/120, PP = 41/45, EP = 85, Status = Fine
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
Rolls
Grapple: Orgrosh wins, 66 to 74.
Orgrosh uses foreplay! Oral, to be specific,
Pleasure (Bakan) : 4 + 3 + 13 + 4 - 15 - 5 = 4 PP damage.
Damage: 1 + 2 = 3 HP damage.
Orgrosh would shake her head at Bakan's description of the ways of orcs, obviously forcing herself to remain patient by the brief scowl that crossed her features. "You are wrong, on many counts! We do not slaughter those who wield stolen power without discrimination, as you seem to think. We merely forbid them from making use of their talents, for they cannot do so without causing more harm than good. Those are not powers that any besides the spirits and the fey have any right to wield, for mortals have only ever used them for selfish ends. Would the world not be better without necromancers, demon worshipers, all those others who use whatever ends they can to gain greater power, regardless of the consequences? Besides, when human or elven mages leech power from the land for their sorcery, they poison it, weaken it.... Have you not felt it in the settled places where sorcerers reside? It is such a foul feeling to even be near them, so different from the glades of the fey.
"And as for your rulers.... Do you really think the ones in power in human lands are fair? I cannot see that, nor can I see you thinking as much. The ones who wield power, especially in this country, or those who have lied and cheated and stolen the most from those around them, not those most worthy of leadership. Most of your "nobles" were simply born into rich families and wielded strength from the lies of their ancestors and the fear of the power granted by their wealth, and have no merit or wisdom to suggest that they deserve their power. There are no peasants in orc lands, no beggars, and no thieves. We value every life because we demand that every single member of society earn their keep, in whatever way they can, and those who lead are those who have shown that they are worthy to do so. One's children must earn their honor themselves by serving the clan, rather than live on the residual glory of their parents. What's more, our leaders live among their people, not in palaces full of worthless luxuries while the people who have created their wealth starve just because a piece of paper and a meaningless title says that they own the land. What's more, we would not tolerate the presence of the aliens in the heart of our land, which those in power here seem unwilling or unable to do anything about."
The orc woman was extremely passionate in her words, but as Bakan was left to digest them she shook her head and continued, "now is not the time to argue over politics. If you would have it so that our children will never have to face the idea of you and I facing one another in battle, and convince me of the righteousness of your position, there is only one thing that you can do. You must defeat me! Only then will I truly accept your word!"
She stepped forward, her challenge finally issued and Bakan seemingly accepting of it, and as his boxers fell to the floor her eyes wandered to his erect length, bigger than when she'd last seen it. Her hands reached up and clasped into his, causing a brief contest of strength between them. Their movements were more gentle than they might have been in a more heated struggle, but were still potent enough to cause the two of them to briefly grunt with effort, the bed creaking against the force pressing against it as Bakan was made to lean into it. They were evenly matched, almost perfectly so.... But Orgrosh, it seemed, had a bit more practice in leveraging in a grapple than Bakan, and he had an inferior position with his legs pressed against the bed. After a few moments of struggling, Bakan would be pushed back, his elbows bent as he was forced to bend backwards, and from there Orgrosh managed to pull his hands behind his back to keep him there while she lowered into a crouch.
In this battle, clothes were as good as armor, and Bakan had done away with his while Orgrosh was still clad in her dress and undergarments, giving her a distinct advantage. Tactics were important to an orc struggle, and hers were proven exemplary in this instance as she brought her mouth down onto his manhood. Her lips sealed over the tip of his rod, trapping it and allowing her tongue to begin rolling over the sensitive head. Sucking lightly to make it impossible for him to squirm free, Bakan would feel the pleasure of her act taking hold, difficult to resist completely even given his hesitance, his muscles made to weaken in the face of the sensation. She would release his tip after forcing him to endure her attention there for a moment, leaning down so that her still covered bosom pressed against Bakan's legs in order to kiss his sack, her mouth quickly opening to take one of his orbs into her mouth so that she slowly draw upon it, encouraging them to build up the seed that she would milk him dry of if she were victorious.
"Commander," she purred softly after releasing his ball from her mouth, "you seem to like it when I do this... I won't stop!" A slow, long lick along his underside sent a shiver up Bakan's spine, and at its end Orgrosh seized his tip again and began to suck on it, her tongue again rolling in circles over the domed head. She was decidedly winning at this point, but the battle had only just begun, and Orgrosh had only struck the first blow. Her oral technique, while effective, wasn't something against which he was completely helpless. After Cory, who had proven able to rapidly suck out his seed, and Samarta, who had left him in blinded ecstasy with her mouth, Orgrosh was only an amateur by comparison, but even an amateur would eventually be able to get him off if he did nothing to stop them. His limbs were weakened by the pleasure, but Orgrosh's hold was slackening as she got into sucking him off, and if he didn't do something he would lose more and more ground, and maybe even fall to the orc's mouth alone.
"The point is that there can still be good people among them. Just using magic alone isn't exactly wrong, while using it improperly certainly is!" Bakan defended. "Just because one person does something wrong with magic doesn't make the rest of them guilty! The true nature that poisons the land is the heart and soul itself, not magic, demons, or the like! We shouldn't judge people just because it's convenient to group them together, Orgrosh! Even a demon deserves a chance at being a good person!" he defended them, mages, demons, and monsters alike. He had to convince Orgrosh of this. With their conflicting views, Bakan could see himself standing between Orgrosh's blade and her target. That needed to change, because apparently, whether he wins or loses, he's having children with Orgrosh!
Bakan thought about that for a moment. '... I really suck at negotiating terms.' he realized another one of his many flaws. During that moment of inner thought, Orgrosh rushed at him, yanking his boxers down and taking his length into her mouth. He gave a yelp of surprise at her action. "O-Orgrosh!? What the hell!? You're still wearing your clothes!" he complained, before her moans around his length made his vision go blurry for a moment. Despite not being as good, Orgrosh was still good. But he wasn't so put off by her pleasure that he was helpless. "You're... Better than that, damn it! Freakin' cheater!" he cursed, before trying to wrestle with her. She was strong indeed, so he wasn't sure how likely he was to win. All he knew was, she got the first attack as it were, and she still wore her clothes, which is cheating! Completely cheating! Even if she wins, he's going to spank her for that! If she complains about dominance or whatever nonsense, then he'll just remind her of her cheats! In fact, this whole contest is void now! Unless he wins, then double shame upon her! A cheater who lost!
Despite how good it felt to have Orgrosh draw on his balls, he had more important things to think about. Their future children needed him to win! "Orgrosh... I'm going to win!" he announced boldly, putting all his power that he could into beating her, all or nothing! 'If I'm ever going to win a battle, let it be this one, gods damn it!!!' Bakan cursed. "I care about you... I'll care about any children I father! I can't lose! For you and for them!" he declared, before putting forth all his muscle power, while making a noise he once heard an orc make while fighting together a couple years ago.
"Waaaaaaaaagh!" Bakan screamed. If he overpowered Orgrosh, due to his forward force, he'd be pinning her down on the floor with her arms over her head. If she can't escape, then Bakan would use his mouth to break open the dress enough to free her breasts so that he can suckle on them.
(Bakan goes to win grapple, and put Orgrosh into submissive hold)
Bakan: HP = 104/120, PP = 19/45, EP = 85, Status = Fine, grappling, holding Orgrosh in a submission hold
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: HP = 84/97, PP = 38/49, EP = 72, Fine, grappling, in a submission hold
Sarah: Fine
Rolls
Soooo, I fucked up last post. Sensitive causes Bakan to take an additional PP, I'm too used to it being 4 instead of 5.
Grapple: Orgrosh wins again, 67 to 79, Bakan getting a +2 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +4.
Orgrosh sucks some more, and because she won by 10 or more also shifts her clothes.
Pleasure (Bakan) : 4 + 3 + 13 + 5 - 15 - 5 = 5 PP damage.
Damage: 4 + 2 = 6 HP damage.
Gonna do another round.
Grapple: Orgrosh wins again, 79 to 81, Bakan getting a +4 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +6.
Orgrosh uses paizuri!
Pleasure (Bakan) : 4 + 4 + 13 + 5 + 4 + 8 - 15 - 5 = 18 PP damage.
Damage: 5 + 2 = 7 HP damage.
Gonna do yet another round.
Grapple: Bakan finally wins! 76 to 69, Bakan getting a +6 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +0. Orgrosh will get +0 next round.
Bakan puts Orgrosh into a submission hold.
Gonna do yet another round.
Grapple: Bakan wins again! 72 to 66, Bakan getting a +0 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +0. Orgrosh will get +2 next round.
Bakan shifts Orgrosh's clothes, which she allows since she already did, and sucks on dem boobies!
Pleasure (Orgrosh) : 4 + 4 + 15 + 2 - 17 = 8 PP damage.
Damage: 5 + 2 = 7 HP damage.
Going one last round on RJ's request after telling him about it.
Grapple: Bakan wins again! 74 to 67, Bakan getting a +0 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +0. Orgrosh will get +4 next round. Bakan regains 2 PP and will regain 4 more next round.
Bakan sucks dem titties some more.
Pleasure (Orgrosh) : 1 + 2 + 15 + 2 - 17 = 3 PP damage.
Damage: 6 + 2 = 8 HP damage.
Orgrosh would, by that point, have dropped the argument, merely frowning at his impassioned defense of the wielders of magic. She would seem to want to either leave it at that entirely or address it once their contest was decided.
When confronted about the fact that she still had her clothes on, the orc woman would adopt a grin that was both sultry and mischievous. Her tongue gave a particularly slow lick over his tip before she briefly popped her mouth off of it, "I am! Do you think an opponent should remove their armor just because you don't have any? One shouldn't surrender an advantage in a battle," and then her mouth was right back on his tip, continuing her weakening licks.
"You're going to win.... But commander.... I'm going to make you cum, just like this!" the orc purred following Bakan's outburst, swirling her tongue over the tip of his cock during her brief pauses. His outburst, and the tension in his muscles as he prepared to exert as much power as he could in an effort to escape and overpower her, was not missed by the experienced warrior. As he unleashed a battle roar and pushed to escape from her grasp and bring her down to the floor, she did two things. Firstly, she tensed and forced his wrists to cross behind his back, making it even harder for him to exert any real force in trying to escape due to the uncomfortable angle. Secondly, and more devastatingly, she stopped her teasing and leaned in, her mouth opening as she swallowed inch after inch of his rod. She managed about half of it in the first push, moaning as it poked against her throat and the warm, wetness of it again sent weakening shivers running through Bakan's body.
His efforts to escape were initially a failure. As hard as he tried, Bakan's strength wasn't strength, but rather leverage, with his opponent holding his wrists and keeping his body bent backwards without fully being lying on the bed. Orgrosh quickly began to bob back and forth, more and more of his rod slowly vanishing past her lips and into the ecstasy inducing warmth of her mouth. She sucked constantly, and noisily, and her tongue ceaselessly squirmed against the vulnerable underside of his rod as she made descent after glorious descent. Pleasure raced through Bakan as Orgrosh steadily sucked him off, the sensations rolling through him growing more and more intense as the orc woman brought him closer and closer to his climax. The differences between Orgrosh and the other women he'd been with would become even clearer as she worked her mouth slowly but steadily down his rod. In contrast to Cory, who worked her mouth onto him in a very domineering manner, using his rod like a toy to grant him pleasure and her control, or to Samarta or the succubus sisters, who sucked on him as if he were a source of vital sustenance, Orgrosh treated her performance almost like an act of worship. Her every fiber of attention was directed at the rod trapped in her mouth, her complete dedication given to the act of causing him pleasure even though he was resisting.
That also offered hope of an opening, however. As her eyes closed, her muffled moans increased in volume and frequency, and her bobbing came faster and faster, her grip on his wrists began to weaken. It would take careful timing to take advantage of that, but when Bakan did make his move, he managed to wrench one of his wrists free of her slightly sweaty grip, followed quickly by the other. Freed, Bakan was about to push her down when she suddenly pulled on the backs of his knees, interrupting his nearly successful attempt to escape. He fell backwards onto the bed, but as he moved to get back up he was suddenly left paralyzed as he found Orgrosh leaning forward between his legs. The source of his brief paralysis was instantly apparent, as Orgrosh had undone the front of her dress at some point, and his saliva-covered rod was now trapped within the pillowy confines of her large, green bosom. Her breasts were so large that only the tip of his member stuck out from between them, which her tongue was again slowly swirling around while her bright green eyes looked up at him with a sultry manner equal to that of any succubus, her face framed in her now slightly mussed up lightly curled crimson hair.
An arm wrapped around her bosom while her other hand landed on his knee, the increased pressure around his trapped cock making it pulse with even more intense sensation. His body was quick to recover from the pleasure shock, but the moment that Bakan made to pounce forward onto the orc she shifted, her bust rising and stroking him in the process, and immediately robbing the strength from his limbs. "You're throbbing," she commented in a low gasp, and that was true. The first motion had been incredibly powerful, and as Orgrosh started moving again her bust started forcing pleasure far more intense than she'd been able to cause with only her mouth. Precum started leaking from his tip after only a few seconds, and as she increased her pace it began to drool out onto her green skin, staining her white in small patches that threatened to become very large patches all too soon if he didn't escape from between her breasts quickly. In this, Orgrosh was almost comparable to Samarta in terms of the pleasure that she could cause, and for a few moments he was left in a stupor as ecstasy that drew him closer and closer towards his peak raced up from his trapped manhood.
"You're going to cum~" Orgrosh declared with lustful glee, "do it! Give it to me... Cum for me! I want to feel it all over me before I take it inside!" She started working her breasts up and down onto his shaft furiously, and the pleasure of her soft breasts sliding over his manhood very nearly forced Bakan to do exactly as Orgrosh had commanded, surrender to her whims and coat her in his seed. His will was not completely broken, however, and despite the siren call of his looming peak there was still some fight left in him, if he gathered himself and took the opportunity. If he did, Bakan would manage to force himself upwards, and then push Orgrosh backwards. The orc warrior was taken by surprise by Bakan's sudden advance, so convinced that the embrace of her bust would have him conquered that she hadn't prepared to receive him.
Taken down so that she was left lying on her back, Bakan would find himself dominant over the sultry orc woman, who now looked up at him in surprise with her wrists forced high over her head, helpless just as Bakan had been. Her flushed face became uncertain, almost nervous but obviously aroused, and her bust had already been freed from her dress and bra so that she could make her own deadly attack, leaving it vulnerable. Bakan was able to lunge onto it, Orgrosh watching and letting out a gasp as his lips sealed over the dark green tip of one of her breasts. The orc let out another gasp that quickly turned into a moan as Bakan began to suck on the sensitive nub trapped in his mouth, his sucking quickly causing her body to shudder as her struggles weakened. "Nnnnn!!! Don't... Don't suck on them... Like that!" she groaned feebly, but as she issued her weak protests her back was arching, pushing her ample bust up into his mouth.
A few seconds into his assault, Orgrosh was squirming beneath him, her struggles doing little to allow her to escape while her moans signaled that it was working. A sweet taste touched upon his tongue just as she tilted her head back, her mouth opening to permit an even louder moan. A few moments of more sucking and he would feel a warm squirt into his mouth, with more of the pleasant mildly sweet taste accompanying it, and should he pull away after that Bakan would see a bead of white liquid standing out against the dark green of her tip, prompting Orgrosh to look down with shame on her face. "D... Don't! Don't suck on them! It's too much!" she moaned, but the obvious opening was too much, and Bakan would taste far more of the orc's sweet milk as he sucked upon her breasts. The longer he sucked, the more intense her reactions would become and the more of her milk would leak from her dark tips, while her struggles gradually weakened just as his had when he'd had those very orbs wrapped around his manhood. She had gotten him dangerously close to his peak, but as he sucked on her bosom he could feel himself beginning to cool down, slowly pulling away from the dangerous edge he had been on. For now, at least, he was evening the gap that had risen between them once she'd brought her breasts into play.
So damned cheeky! Her grin was only made more infuriating by her lips making a wet pop over the tip of his length followed by more playful gestures, playing with his manhood as if it were her toy. So frustrating! His forward efforts to win the struggle only ended up with his hands behind his back and an orc taking him in as much as her mouth would allow. While it felt good indeed, and normally perhaps he would enjoy it (or enjoy it but try not to), the fact of the matter is that Orgrosh is winning. It seems like she got stronger since the last time they struggled against one another, and he did not. Perhaps it was too much time spent on learning new spiritual abilities. If only summoning a giant meteor would somehow help in this situation. To be honest, Bakan spent a moment wondering how it could work. Unfortunately, no scenario he imagined even did much beyond cause a lot of unnecessary property damage. 'Damn it! Why didn't I learn something that would help with the situations like this that I keep getting involved in!? I need some kind of...'
Condom! Of course! Something to shield his length from stimulation! His wall of light could function as that, right? No, wait, he never summoned a shield that was mobile. All Orgrosh would have to do is shift him over. 'Damn it! I don't know anything that would help in a sexual situation! All I know is that button that makes a woman happy when you press it, and I can't reach Orgrosh's button like this!' Bakan thought with frustration, struggling against the waves of pleasure crushing him from the sensation of Orgrosh's lips around his length. He struggled with his arms, but Orgrosh just didn't seem to relent. It seemed as if her taunts were correct. He was going to lose like this. His heart sank at that thought. At least it wasn't arousing him and helping him to resist, but it was still saddening. Orgrosh and Bakan's time together would be labeled as temporary, along with their alliance. She'd aim for children, and take them to her other orc kin, to murder mages and fight needless battles, possibly getting killed in the process.
'Damn it all to confounded hell! Why can't I win!? Ever!? Once!? I trained my whole life to make the world a better place and all I keep doing is falling flat on my face! I'm stronger than most human beings can ever hope to be! I'm more skilled, possess powerful spirit, and this failure is all I have to show for what I've been gifted with! I put forth all my strength and my arms get tied behind my back!' Bakan let out a gasp as Orgrosh's sucking left him completely erect, his cock twitching in her mouth. He was already almost about to cum, and Orgrosh has suffered no kind of damage. This was pathetic. Another loss. Bakan was already plotting the aftermath. Expecting to lose. He'd have to sneak something into Orgrosh's drink. At the very least, he won't have to bear on his conscience the thought of her being pregnant and having his children off to do who knows what to who knows who. He wouldn't permit it. This wasn't the way he was going to let things be. But then, a sudden jolt! Orgrosh let her grip loosen! For some reason, her motions were much different than the other women he was with. It would have been endearing if the experience wasn't so miserable.
Then, she grabbed his legs and flopped him onto his back on the bed. 'WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER!?' Bakan wondered what the point even was to his efforts. Then, if he had any hopes of victory before, they were smashed after what came next. Forget struggling, all the power to his limbs ceased without warning. Orgrosh was suddenly given free reign to do as she pleased, and she certainly did as much. Again, it was a shame that Bakan could hardly spare a moment to enjoy what he was seeing. Orgrosh was beautiful, incredibly so. Though she was likely to be the beautiful woman he'd have to fight with in the future if he didn't win. He didn't have the luxury of losing. If he did, he wouldn't be able to live it down, and it would only add to the reasons he'd have towards suicide. Orgrosh unfortunately didn't seem to understand this. Or perhaps the ails of the weak don't matter to her, an orc. Whatever the reason, she seemed to want this unfortunate future to come to pass. All Bakan could do at this point was try. Try to move. Unfortunately, the will to move wouldn't come immediately, or quickly. When Orgrosh wrapped an arm around her breasts to really squeeze his length between her soft orbs, Bakan had to hold his breath to try and hide the fact of just how good it felt.
That's when she pointed out how he was throbbing. "N-no I'm not! You're lying! I'm not impressed!" Bakan replied. Then Orgrosh made her first movement, sliding his length through her breasts. Words couldn't begin to describe what being trapped between those lovely pillows felt like, but the attempt must be made. The skin of her breast was oddly more smooth than the rest of her body, a heavenly plush feeling that would feel good rubbing anywhere on your body, let alone one's phallus. As she wrapped her arm around her orbs to squeeze them together, it brought forth a sensation that would normally perhaps be deemed impossible. How could something so soft be so tight at the same time, you might wonder. Well, Bakan couldn't understand it either and yet there it was. Orgrosh's two girls were smothering Bakan Junior with their silky smooth affection. Bakan Jr was sending his regards, 'They're teaming up on me...! This is cheating!' little Bakan desperately claimed. 'You have to fight, little me!' Bakan desperately requested. 'I can't! You have to help me!' Junior replied. 'I can't either! YOU have to help ME!' Bakan nearly shouted. Curse it all, her soft breasts were too incredible, and after seeing Ashloriel naked once, he wondered what it would be like to touch big, soft breasts. Now he got an idea, though it was a rough time to learn it.
It seemed like it wasn't going to matter soon. Bakan felt himself nearing his peak and no amount of mental antics would help him now. His mouth seemed to be all that worked now, in an effort, he voiced out towards Orgrosh. "You're... Never going to make me cum just moving your breasts like that!" He yelled. Hopefully that meant she'd take it as a gesture of her needing to use some other tactic. He might catch her off guard if she switched positions. Instead, she just seemed to take that as a dare to work her breasts faster over his cock. The increase of pace left Bakan letting out his first voice of pleasure. "Why do I yell things..." Bakan said weakly. It looked like this was it. Bakan was too weak to shove Orgrosh off, and too stunned to even do any weak shoving from how good her breasts felt. This was the end. Bakan felt himself hitting his peak. He'd cum, and that'd be it... No, he wouldn't let that be it. Bakan's very spirit was in this fight. If Orgrosh wanted to win, she'd have to silence him entirely. Just making him cum wouldn't break him. He'd fight until he collapsed. If only this had gone differently. Bakan was certain, that if he found Orgrosh's pleasure button, this wouldn't have gone this way. A shame, that now her button was even more far away than before. Such was the nature of it... Hopefully when she took him inside of her, he'd have a chance of turning this around.
But then, Orgrosh's arm shifted a bit, revealing her nipples. He'd seen them before obviously, but seeing them pop out now made him think about the pleasure button again. Come to think of it, her dark green nipples looked a lot like buttons... To hell with it! "BOOOOOOBS!" Bakan shouted out, before his fingers poked Orgrosh's chest buttons. The resulting cry of pleasure and Orgrosh's weakness suddenly inspired Bakan. There was a god damned chance after all! It was slim as hell but there it was! Bakan attacked like a monster, not letting this chance go to waste as he wildly pushed Orgrosh down. Bakan aggressively held Orgrosh's hands over her head, and like a feral animal he went for the identified weakpoint. "AAAAH-OM NOM NOM!" Bakan growled, before sealing his lips over her breast, sucking hard on her nipple, pulling back so that he was pulling on her breast while his tongue flicked at her point. He let one breast go with a pop, before switching to the other one, sucking ferociously while drawing both her milk 'the heck?' and her cries of pleasure. "Iph yoo giph up, I'll shoo yoo merphy!" Bakan announced (telling her to give up in exchange for his mercy) while his voice was muffled with his current task of sucking Orgrosh's breast. The added stimulation seemed to excite her further. Good! Time to teach this cheater a lesson!
Though Bakan was seemingly doing good against her, he wasn't sure how long he could keep this up. Would it be enough to make her cum? Or would she break free? Orgrosh's strength was formidable, so there was no telling if he could make her cum before she'd summon the strength to break free. Still, the only other option he could think of was just fucking her. Unfortunately, that option was out due to him already being on the brink and miraculously breaking free. He was still in a bad spot considering, but much better than he was before without argument. It'd be amazing if he could make her cum just by sucking on her nipples. Bakan would feel really good about himself if he actually managed that. He was usually on the receiving end of massive pleasure, while he was pretty sure sex was all about trying to make the woman happy, at least when he was a virgin. Ever since Janne, all Bakan ever saw were women that wanted to slam him down on his back and ride him raw. It broke his idea that women were soft, sensitive creatures, and remodeled them as savage, insatiable monsters that wanted to suck all of his essence into their bodies, much like Orgrosh here. Not to mention the acknowledged fact that she wanted his children, and just because he was strong? It was still infuriating how little passion Orgrosh seemed to have behind that, as if it was just a fact of life. You make children with strong people. There's no passion! No love, no care! 'Care, Damn it!' Bakan growled.
The doubtless result of this left Bakan with a mental picture of Orgrosh fat with his child. As well, he pictured Janne, Cory, Samarta, Rhep, and Sarah together, equally large with his child each. It wasn't a fantasy. It was more a thought about a likely future. Was this fine? What does it say about his person? People will look at him and no doubt think that he's a pig, and a terrible person. Was he? Bakan would agree. He can't be faithful due to the fault of his own nature and the nature of the women that live in this world, or at least in his presence. Though, he didn't end up in this situation for years until recently. So perhaps it was all purely by chance. Despite that, he had a feeling in his gut that there would be even more names to add to the list. What was something like this called, he wondered. A relationship where there's many women and one man who's an incompetent douchebag.
Oh, a harem. This is a harem. Wait, is it? Samarta and Orgrosh among others don't actually have feelings for him... Right? No, he's sure most of them don't. Hell, it'd be a terrible idea regardless! Bakan can hardly step outside the front door without becoming unfaithful. Samarta was no doubt thinking of a million different ways to reject him when she had the idea that he had a crush on her. The thought was depressing, so he focused on the task at hand. It seemed like Orgrosh wasn't putting up much of a fight. He was mostly at that point just enjoying a tasty milky treat while imagining Orgrosh with a belly full of his baby. The one they're going to raise together, and he didn't give a flying damn what Orgrosh has to say about that. It's his child just as much as her own. She isn't going to walk off with his child. So he has to dominate her now, and make her recognize how serious he is! "I won't stop!" Bakan snapped at her whimpering. "My father died for me, and I'll die for my son if need be! And for you! This fight is both for you and our children, so I'll fight you with everything I have until you acknowledge the fucking idea of FAMILY!" Bakan declared.
Bakan: HP = 104/120, PP = 31/45, EP = 85, Status = Fine, grappling
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: HP = 68/97, PP = 25/49, EP = 72, Fine, grappling
Sarah: Fine
Rolls
Grapple: Bakan wins again! 98 to 84, Bakan getting a +20 to his roll because he's only holding her down while dealing foreplay damage. Next round he'll get a +0. Orgrosh got a +4 bonus this round and will get +6 next round. Bakan regains 4 PP and will regain 8 more next round.
Bakan sucks dem titties some more.
Pleasure (Orgrosh) : 2 + 4 + 15 + 2 - 17 = 6 PP damage.
Damage: 6 + 2 = 8 HP damage.
Will keep rolling until something interesting happens, I guess.
Grapple: Orgrosh wins and breaks free! 83 to 88, Bakan getting a +20 to his roll because he's only holding her down while dealing foreplay damage. Next round he'll get a +2. Orgrosh got a +6 bonus this round and will get +0 next round. Bakan regains 8 PP and will regain 16 more next round if he takes no PP damage.
Bakan sucks dem titties some more in the meantime, because that is how it works.
Pleasure (Orgrosh) : 3 + 4 + 15 + 2 - 17 = 7 PP damage.
Damage: 6 + 2 = 8 HP damage.
Orgrosh would, while not surrender entirely as he demanded, seemingly be made helpless as he sucked on the vulnerable tips of her breasts, switching from one to the other as he drank down her mother's milk. Wracked with pleasure from the assault upon her nipples, the orc's squirming would grow increasingly feeble beneath Bakan as he held her down successfully, quickly turning the tables on her. "Nnnn... Not like that! They're... Too sensitive!" she groaned between lewd moans, her body writhing under the duress of the sensations that he put her through.
A few moments would pass like that, Bakan sucking on her breasts, before he would break away briefly to shout in her face. She went still at that, initially startled, but then Orgrosh bristled beneath him. Suddenly, displaying immense strength, Orgrosh pushed her arms up, breaking from his hold and pushing Bakan up and away, before her legs suddenly squirmed and through him off onto his back. Then Orgrosh was on top, albeit not in a normal position given their respective genders, as Bakan had his legs spread around her while she pinned his arms down as he had done to her earlier, leaving her breasts to graze against his chest.
"You humans always think your concept of family is so impressive!" she snarled, "that's part of the problem, not part of your strength! You think blood relations matter, when they don't! Blood can only show potential, it doesn't mean anything more than that! All caring about those related by blood does is divide people needlessly! My tribe, and beyond them my whole people are my family, not just those who mated to create me in particular! You say your father died for you? Well, so did mine, but his sacrifice isn't any more or less valiant than that of anyone else from my tribe just because he fucked my mother to make me!"
Passionate fury pulsed through Orgrosh as she glared down at Bakan, her response no less determined than his own. "We treat all around us as you humans treat only your closest relatives! You say you would die for me or our children, but I would die for any of my tribe's, whether or not I knew them or their parents personally!"
"Like I said... You don't understand!" Bakan replied, trying to wrestle back control. "Who said I cared about blood relations!? I once cared for a cat I found, dying of starvation on the street! It was my family that I had to protect! Blood doesn't matter, love is what matters! AND I'M FULL OF LOVE!" Bakan declared. "I have no reason to protect you, Samarta, or anyone! I don't need any of you to become apart of my stupid tribe, or to marry me for that to matter! I want to protect you because I care about you! On those grounds, you're already apart of my family! SO BITE ME!" Bakan snapped at Orgrosh. "And people who don't love each other, don't draw blades against one another! This is why I'm fighting you, you stubborn ox! So that if your tribe tells you to attack me, or any of our friends, YOU CAN TELL THEM TO GO FUCK THEMSELVES! BECAUSE WE'RE YOUR FAMILY TOO!" Bakan declared. "This is what family does! REAL family! We protect each other from making mistakes! I won't let you go, Orgrosh, and it's only because I care about you! Sorry if you don't like it!"
Bakan continues to struggle while this goes on, trying to pin Orgrosh back down, although it seems she has momentum now. It's very likely that this was the end. His words were likely not to matter at all, just noisy wind to the orc who didn't seem to comprehend the idea of love. It was all depressingly unfortunate.
(Bakan attempts to get Orgrosh into a submission hold)
Bakan: HP = 104/120, PP = 45/45, EP = 85, Status = Fine, grappling, in a submission hold
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: HP = 68/97, PP = 25/49, EP = 72, Fine, grappling, Raging, holding Bakan in a submission hold
Sarah: Fine
Rolls
Orgrosh activates Rage and tries to put Bakan into a submission hold.
Grapple: Orgrosh wins. 91 to 81, Bakan getting a +2 to his roll. Next round he'll get a +4. Orgrosh got a +0 bonus this round and will get +0 next round. Bakan regains 16 PP and will regain 32 more next round if he takes no PP damage. Orgrosh will regain 2 PP next round if she takes none.
Orgrosh was defiant. There were words in her mouth, ready to be uttered in reply and denouncement of what he said, but then suddenly all of that seemed to vanish just as he was almost finished speaking. Stunned to silence for a moment, Orgrosh's struggles briefly weakened, allowing Bakan to push her back slightly, but then something changed. Her eyes became bloodshot as her frame stiffened, and a heartbeat later Bakan could practically feel the fury that had suddenly started emanating from the orc in fiery waves. "Ox?" she grunted slowly through gritted teeth, and then her hands were suddenly gripping Bakan's so tightly that it began to force his fingers to bend backwards.
"OX!?" she roared a moment later as Bakan's hands were forced down to the bed at either side of his head, leaving him confronted with the snarling orc woman, her fiery hair framing her enraged face and changing her from unconventionally pretty to absolutely terrifying a few blinks of an eye. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?" she roared, no doubt so loud that their nearest neighbors would hear them at the very least, and indeed Bakan did hear a door open a few rooms away a moment later, though if that was help it might come too late to save him from Orgrosh's rage if he didn't think of something fast.
Orgrosh seemed to summon even more power from nowhere, and it was all in defiance towards his ideals. He had to wonder, was it what she truly wanted? When she and her tribe come rolling through, the fact that they and their children could fight and die against one another, did it mean nothing? Was she foolish enough to think that it wouldn't end up that way? The ways of the orcs don't suit Bakan. They encourage war and bloodshed put only in a good light by how xenophobic Badarians are credited to be. Just because they're better, doesn't make them good. The good mages Bakan met in his life were more than enough reason to beat back any orc who wanted to slaughter them. He can't let Orgrosh win. But how can he stop her? There was an easy solution, and it would involve him biting his tongue a little in a manner of saying. He could void this whole fight. He could call for help using his spiritual links he forged. Orgrosh wouldn't win, even if Bakan couldn't.
But who could he call? His gruff friends would be... Perhaps not the best decision. They fought with him against evil. It would be a bit weird to ask their aid for this. The one person he could think of to help in this situation would be-
"NO! NO! GOD DAMN IT NO! WHY IS IT ALWAYS HER!?" He growled. He couldn't ask the sphinx either. He promised he'd only call upon her for very important things. The knight was out too. "I'm going to lose at this rate...! I don't know if this is cheating or not, but Orgrosh winning is the worst case scenario!"
With that, Bakan poured all his power that he could into summoning... Of all people, Janne. Though Bakan felt woozy, and with a slight headache after the fact. "Woah... I think I overdid it..." Bakan groaned. Should he be successful, Bakan would look up and be astonished. "Wow... I'm seeing three Jannes... No, wait..."
The feelings that were had about Bakan winning are not real. Not with that development.
Bakan (totally unintentionally) summons three sorceresses for 18+2 EP. Takes 2 HP damage from going over his spirit ceiling.
Bakan: HP = 102/120, PP = 45/45, EP = 65/85, Status = Fine
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: HP = 68/97, PP = 25/49, EP = 72, Fine
Sarah: Fine
Janne: Fine
Savannah: Fine
Estrelle: Fine
Rolls
Because the fluff does not reflect any suggestion that Bakan would be unable to summon faeries, I am ruling that he can do so.
He summons 3 nymphs for 20 EP and 2 HP.
Bakan sent out his call for aid while Orgrosh glared down upon him, ready to do who knew what. Power flooded out of him, so much all at once that it caused his vision to go fuzzy even with his glasses on as a mild and brief headache took root behind his eyes. There was a flash of soft green light, verdant energy pouring out as the nymphs answered his call. Janne stood there, in the center, with her robe clinging to her voluptuous frame and her pleasantly rounded face shrouded in her auburn hair. Savannah stood to her left, her blue hair gathered up into a bun and a brown tunic barely covering her beautiful body. To her right was a woman that Bakan had never seen before, with pink skin and long, sharp ears, clad in a tight grey top that left her stomach (and impressive abs) exposed and a red and black skirt that fell roughly to her knees.
The three women looked curious, more than anything, but as the verdant glow of their appearance faded Orgrosh glanced over her shoulder, briefly distracted from whatever she might have had planned for Bakan. She kept there, holding down still, for a few seconds while looking over the new arrivals. She was facing away from Bakan, so he couldn't judge her expression, but her grip suddenly slackened after a few seconds. She straightened, pulling away, and her rage had faded to a purely venomous look. Not saying a word, Orgrosh climbed off of Bakan, adjusted her dress to cover her breasts once more, and then turned and walked right toward the door. The three nymphs, in her way, parted to let the orc pass before closing ranks again, bemused looks on each of their faces, and Bakan would hear the door open and then slam shut again.
"Bad timing as always, huh Bakan?" Janne asked brightly, grinning. Savannah, also smiling brightly, strode forward with her eyes solely on Bakan's still erect cock, her expression growing hungrier by the second. "Of course not! He summoned us to take care of this for him~" Savannah purred, reaching out and wrapping her fingers around his manhood. "Oh, I don't know about that," Janne began, but then the pink skinned faerie woman rolled her dazzling sky blue eyes and said, "he called us to invalidate his challenge with the orc woman. Honestly, do you even look at the contracts for your summonings?"
Savannah, slowly stroking Bakan unless he aggressively pushed her aside, brightly chirped "nope!" in response. Janne, giggling, replied, "usually I'm more careful, but I generally don't with Bakan. He doesn't like bringing women into danger, so I usually don't get in any real trouble!" The third nymph sighed and rolled her eyes at the antics of her comrades, "well, it's your business.... Anyway, we did as instructed, and you appear ready to pay us for our services. I'm not sure why you needed three of us... But I suppose you must be a pervert given the situation that we found you in." She too strode forward, and Janne quickly followed, until instead of one women looking to claim his seed for themselves it was suddenly three. Should he have failed to push Savannah back before, he would find three hands on his length instead of just one, Savannh grasping around the tip and rubbing her thumb against the sensitive spot at the bottom, Janne slowly stroking his shaft around the middle, and the newcomer stroking him near the base while the heal of her hand gently rubbed against his scrotum.
It was a bitter retreat, despite the fact that he was not the one leaving. Nothing good resulted out of this, but then again, nothing bad did either. Bakan managed to avoid having the guilt of children on his shoulders, but Orgrosh was still lost to him. It wouldn't be too surprising if she was gone tomorrow, left to rejoin her Orc kin, or to simply continue her mission without him. He felt that he hadn't gotten his feelings through to her, unfortunately. So all Bakan did initially was lay on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Well, all in all, Bakan had an enjoyable day with Orgrosh, it was just at the end that everything fell apart. As bitter of a taste that it left in his mouth, it seemed he'd have to respect Orgrosh's decision to invade with her kin. The fear of fighting her, even killing her, in the future was a lingering fear in his heart. He was evidently too weak to convince Orgrosh otherwise, but Bakan being too weak was an event that was becoming all too unsurprising. It was a recurring theme in his latest days. Failure after failure. He was waiting then, for the bad news about Cory. Or maybe he'd end up waiting forever. Bakan was ready to just lay in his bed, waiting, until he wasted away waiting for her.
A brief flash of his brothers face went through his mind. The youthful Idian, a face Bakan only recalls as a child. He has no idea what he looks like now. Idian might be gone as well. It might be too late. Even if it isn't, who's to say he's strong enough to save him? History shows that he isn't strong enough. The fear and doubt Bakan had managed to ignore crept back into his mind, and the suffering along with it. He didn't want to endure it all again, so he looked up, and saw Janne and, "Wait, why three!?" Bakan exclaimed. Bakan immediately figured it was a blunder on his own part, his inability to use his powers properly striking again, but still. He was about to blame her for it, but Janne's initial words made him sigh and give up the idea. As the three nymphs approached, their words of him being a pervert went right over him as Janne would find herself grabbed. Bakan embraced Janne and went backwards, laying on the bed as he held her on top of him. His gesture wasn't lewd in desire, in fact, he did nothing more beyond that. He just held her, his arms embracing her tight, but not suffocatingly so.
"I don't want to lose my friends..." Bakan said with a choked voice, resting his face against Janne's shoulder. Janne would eventually feel dampness on her dress where Bakan's face was as he trembled slightly. How pathetic he felt was enough. He didn't void the contract with pride, he didn't feel happy about it. He cried. "I don't want to lose Orgrosh... I don't want to fight her!" Crying like this, reminded Bakan both of the tower in which he met Cory, and that day, long ago, when he ran for his life. The first moment he experienced true weakness, and the cowardice that came with it. The knife still in his heart from back then twisted itself. He ran from Orgrosh just like he did Idian. He saved neither. That's when the tears truly began to flow. "I can't protect anyone, Janne..." Bakan sobbed. "I don't know if Cory is alive or dead, I don't know if my brother is alive or dead, I'm terrified that I'll have to fight Orgrosh in the future!" Bakan announced. If the other two nymphs decided to move in while he was embracing Janne, Bakan would twitch, but still would look up directly at Janne herself. "What should I do, Janne?" he asked of her.
Though one of his feet would push the newcomer away slightly. "Can you... At least give me your name before touching me..." Bakan requested, wondering how Janne and her friends could be so shameless.
