Gank Me! Stories: Elves vs Demons

Noncanon Tangent: Battle of the Vixens – Elves and the Demon By Resari and Moon Prologue – Cuz if I had a cock I’d have a hard on for prologues Not because of their lack of trying, the poor duo of Resari and Swan just couldn’t find out who is a better lay between them. Despite a full week of just flat out use of Alvar and his cock, the pair were starting to realize that he couldn’t handle the rapid amount of sexual activity (surpisingly) when it all happened over and over. In fact he seemed to have other things to do in his life besides fuck the two of them…like work. He found them both equal in love making as both had their ups and downs but no amount of ‘No you’re both great!’ would please the two. Eventually the blond warlock had told them both that until they sorted things out on their own, his cock was off limits. Both ladies had been shoved out of his tent and onto the sand with their clothes following in a pile right after. Then he had gone to the healer’s hut to get patched up as the goblins down at the Bay always said to see a doctor after having an erection that lasted longer than four hours. And he had made good on his promise. No only had Resari and Swan been kicked out of his bed but he had also been missing from camp for weeks, perhaps to recover. His demonic companion Mary Sue certainly wasn’t telling. The ex-paladin figured that he was probably hiding at the Delta’s main safe house outside of the Undercity but she knew she wouldn’t be welcome there. No she’d have to solve this little grudge match herself before her companion would take her back. So Swan had grudgingly returned to Stormwind after she and Resari agreed to find a new way to find out who was better. The blood elf came up with a few ideas, though none of them were good enough or depended to much on the chance of guards catching she and Swan with a large group of sexed out males. Swan’s ideas of just asking every single one of their exes for a rating and review and comparing notes seemed far too clinical for her…and many of her exes were quite dead. None of the other ideas were very practical either, especially the one about her and Swan kidnapping a dragon and forcing him into a more humanoid form, thinking the dragon’s stamina would outmatch Alvar. However dragons were a bitchy lot and would probably just as soon eat them rather than fuck them. Swan claimed she knew a friendly green dragon she’d met once who might be up for the job but Resari wasn’t about to trust her pretty hide to a dragon that hung out with mortals willingly. It was probably half retarded and Resari just had too many bad thoughts of being burned alive with fire breath, so the idea was thrown out. One day Resari was watching her younger brother Rylen run through an obstacle course she had set up for basic training, enjoying the view. It was rather hilarious since she specifically changed the practice dummy magic so it was a little more adept at fighting. And even laughed aloud when Rylen got smacked about for five straight minutes, while the healing teacher gathered the noob healers over to practice on Rylen (thanks to Resari he was often a test subject). Her brother always complained about her being extra tough on him but he’d never learn if she didn’t give him a challenge. A goblin came running up after Resari started back to her tent, handing her a letter, which the ex-paladin opened and read to herself. “Resi, I found a great way to prove you’re second place compared to me, why don’t you bring that bouncy little ass out to Stormwind and let’s settle once and for all. -Swan”, Resari shook her head as she read the letter, “Hah! She thinks she found a way to beat me? Probably found some weird poison to fuck me up and make me think I lost…” She grumbled, but looked down towards the end where there was more written, “P.S: Bring something covering, guards aren’t exactly fond of blood elves ya know?”. A few days of traveling by herself, Resari found herself outside the “greatest human civilization” in the world, dressed in a long red cloak that went down to her feet and covered her body pretty well. She had “borrowed” a pair of engineering goggles from Kara, one of the guild’s better engineers. The amber glassed lenses kept her glowing green eyes hidden and with them she could pass for one of the pussy High Elves that still slummed it with the humans. The strap chafed her ears and the goggles pinched her nose, probably leaving a hardly sexy red mark when she took them off. No she wasn’t exactly loving this disguise but knew better than to stroll into an Alliance city without it. The former paladin wandered around the marketplace for a time before she was grabbed on the shoulder, making Resi wheel around and draw a fist back to defend herself, thinking she was caught. Despite her training and skill for smacking people upside the head, Resari’s swing went over Swan’s as the rogue ducked under the violent girl. “Woooah, nice swinging there, why don’t ya shout “hey, I’m a raving lunatic hordie” before ya do it next time?” She said smugly before standing up. “Nice duds…but High Elves don’t wear red remember? It’s taboo. They wear blue.” Resari crossed her arms and grumbled, “Alright so ya found me, mind telling me your big plan to make a fool of yourself in this contest of our’s?”. “Nuh uh, not yet don’t wanna spoil the surprise, come on soon-to-be-loser, let’s go” She swatted Resi on the rump and walked off towards the poorer section of the city. Resari grumbled as she followed behind Swan through the slums of Stormwind, she wasn’t happy with this hood covering her head, and apparently the only thing holding her back from complaining was the guards were pretty quick to arrest any elf that wasn’t a night elf or didn’t have blue eyes. “So I am guessing she still hasn’t gotten a real job then huh?”, Resari asked as Swan led her to some back alley and smirked back at her. “Oh she has a real job, it really sucks though… ha!” Swan pointed Resi over to a sign that said “Captain Flecher’s Whore Empire” with some numbers under it. So Swan’s odd warlock friend had flunked out of warlock school had she? That earned Resari smacking herself on the forehead and sighing, “Great, well let’s see if we can get her to help us out huh? Then we can finally put this thing to rest”. The rogue led Resari over to the sign and peeked inside the door to shout for someone, and in a few moments out came the bouncy blonde warlock herself. Swan wasted little time and slid right up to her friend, “Gally, have I got a deal for you…” “You mean you’re gonna go sneak some books out of the Mage Tower for me? One of the professors there said if I pass the certification exam they’ll transfer my warlock credits and I can rock War Mage training next year!” “…well… no, but I have a good idea anyway, me and Resi here…” Swan gestured over to the cloak-clad blood elf, who nodded slightly, “are gonna give ya ten gold each, if you help us settle something” the night elf explained. Gally rose an eyebrow, “Help settle what? I’m not going to measure your tits if thats what you have in mind… go get someone else! And girl, I need way more than ten gold, you know how much private mage school tutoring is?”. “That’s the idea Gally, we’re finally going to see who is the best fuck of all between me and Resi here… and you can get us the one guy who won’t pass out during the contest… Dante!”. Resari looked over at Swan with a raised brow under her hood, “The hell? Swan you didn’t say you were gonna use a fucking incubus in this thing! I like my soul where it is you treehugging psycho!” Swan turned and tried to calm the blood elf down, “Now now, Dante won’t do that… pretty sure he won’t… I mean he banged Gally and look she still has her soul…I uh..think”, Swan glanced over at Gally who was drinking something dark red out of her mug and staring at them pointedly with amber eyes that seemed more than a little bloodshot. “Um…actually she had been going out a lot at night and drinking cow’s blood like no tomorrow, I’m sure she’s just anemic. Yeah anemic.” “Yeah not much else than that…” Resari snorted, which made Gally frown, “hey! I’ll have you know that the state of my soul is personal and private I don’t ask you about your soul status do I?!”. “My what?!” Swan walked over and put an arm around Resari’s shoulders, “Come on, how many chances do you have to fuck a demo…”, “Every single time Alvar leaves Mary Sue to her own devices, the thing sneaks into my tent while I’m asleep and gropes me”, “Uh well ok how about how often do you get to sleep with a guy who can turn into a chic…”, “I once snuck a gender swapping potion into Alvar’s mana potions, it was hilarious”, “… huh, well ok if that’s how you’re gonna be would you rather fuck Gally instead?” Swan said with a grumble. Resari looked over to the human, “Eh, she’s kinda hot for a human I guess… but since you are SOOO sure I can’t do a incubus you’re on”. Gally sighed in relief that she wouldn’t have to endure a blood elf groping and playing with her (sorry Gally fans, maybe another time). “Alright alright, come with me.” The human warlock sighed and pushed the door open to let them in. The seedy bar seemed like any other one except for the fact that it was packed full of whores standing on little labled stands with their hourly rate. At least thirty fellows from seedy street men wanting to blow a nut and a buck, to some rich high elves were checking out the wares. “I don’t work here…I just do their uh…security and freelance a bit. My place is in the dunge..uh I mean ‘basement.” The two followed her, eyeing eachother as they passed the oggling group. Everything seemed just sort of odd. Who would run a business like this and not get shut down in seconds by the Stormwind vice squad? Probably goblins with deep pockets. “If you’re going to play with my mast…uuuuh minion then keep a few things in mind: don’t make any deals with him, don’t accept any favors, don’t turn your back on him, and whatever you do keep in mind that he doesn’t play games.” She lead them into the basement down a deep hall cut into the rocks of the place. Swan noticed that this pathway looked really familiar but then again all prisons of any sort looked the same. “Don’t you have to summon him or something?” “No, he doesn’t ’summon’ or unsummon, he’s just always here.” Gally grumbled as she pushed the door open to the bottom chamber. The girls gasped when they saw what was inside. The large room was filled with plush pillows and blankets, massive round cushions for beds, lush curtains on every wall, and a table off to the side with a wine fountain and baskets of fresh fruit. It was like a sultan’s wet dream; even the collection of twenty passed out human women on the floor added to it. Swan stepped over one of them, noticing that the girl didn’t move. Probably passed out on wine and fun. “Ah Gally wonderful dinner you set down and now desert? You really shouldn’t have! I’m not really hungry anymore but…you do two look delicious.” The incubus sat up from his ruby velvet cushions to look them over as he waved a hand over the harem. The formerly passed out girls got up slowly, groaning as if just waking up with the world’s worst hangover and started to trudge towards the door. Gally frowned at him and muttered something before following the girls out of the room. “Alright lets get you ladies some coffee and some toast alright?” Gally sighed like a long tired nursemaid of many difficult children as she lead the girls upstairs, pulling a few grabby hands off of her arms in the process. “Braaains..” “No toast. Toast and coffee. Come along, if you’re real good we’ll get you some double cream to put on that toast. Hey, no biting. No, bad! Bad girl!” Swan swallowed nervously; the harem girls kind of smelled funny to her and they were almost as purple as she was which was strange for humans. She watched them slouch up the stairs, occasionaly bumping into eachother as Resi pulled off the hood of her cloak, somehow completely fearless of the demon. “We need you to answer a question for us! We need to figure out once and for all, which one of us is the best lay and who better than a sex demon to figure out that problem. Think you could do us that favor?” “Y’know Resi maybe we should go…I forgot something in BB and I totally know this mage who can clone himself for his own personal gangbang. He’s a total dick but he does have five of them.” The rogue started to pull the blond elf away but her companion only shook her hand away roughly. “Stop bein’ a pussy Swan, this was your idea!” Dante leaned back on one arm and watched them with glowing purple eyes that seemed to almost see through armor and to what lay under it. Swan blushed a little and bit her full lower lip; she’d seen that look many times from the demon before she dumped holy water on him and shoved him out of her room and climbed out the window. Frankly she was begining to think that being more or less alone in a room with the demon was a very bad idea but her little human friend didn’t seem scared of him. He sat up a little and rubbed his chin with one finger as the barely there sheet that was covering his well muscled form slipped down until it was only inches away from showing that magnificent cock of his which was quickly rising to attention. She was sure it pulsed, proving that indeed the demon did have a heart, even if it was as black as his claws. His tail lashed slowly like a cat on the prowl, the rather phallic tip occasionally twitching in their direction in a quite snakelike manner. The intense way he started at them, Resari in particular made her feel strange as if she drank one two many buttered rums and took a spin on a bar stool: wild and crazy and ready to hurl. “I suppose I am an unbiased observer. And what do I get for doing you this favor?” “Ain’t fuckin’ two hot willing bitches enough payment for you?” Resari snapped a little and jerked the goggles off of her face, chucking them at the demon with a growl. He blinked for a moment and then laughed indulgently, stretching like a relaxed leopard on the bed of pillows. Swan bit her lip as she watched him move; how could he scare her and yet still make her ache with desire at the same time. If the elf next to her was feeling the same sexual pull towards the demon it was hard to say but she knew that it was getting harder and harder to resist him the longer they were in the room with the beast. “I’ll do you a favor for free..I’ve always wanted to sample a Horde girl like you blondy. I like blonds, specially elf blonds…and you came here willingly so you’re my favorite sort of blond elf cockbait. Mm..the stupid kind.”Dante muttered that last bit under his breath before grinning up at the two charmingly. He licked his lips slowly and beconed them closer, massive black wings stretching behind him. Obviously the demon wasn’t going to turn into his kinder, gentler human form just for them. “Do either of you want to place any bets ahead of time on who will win?” NEXT: Another teamup writing and one of the girls gets to “ride the tiger” as it were