Hey it’s a commission and one of my first Worgen images in quite some time. I really should do more those furry bastards, huh? Anyway this one is for someone you’ve probably seen around in various R34 pieces so I was glad to give my own take on their character doing what they do best… getting knotty!
Commissioned by: Solaria
Solaria tugged and pulled her wrists apart to try and break the rope binding them together. She even tried to use her strong Elven teeth to yank it loose but that rope wasn’t budging anywhere.
“Havin’ trouble there, darlin’?” Scrimshaw questioned, a wolfy grin on his long maw as he watched the Elf struggle with his knotting skills.
“Nope! I got this. Just a quick flick of the wrist, three tugs and then BAM!” Solaria tugged her bound wrists firmly apart in some kind of spectacular finish. And yet the ropes didn’t budge at all. She gave a shrug and a slightly embarrased smile the Worgen’s way. “I don’t really know what I expected to happen there.” She admitted.
“So ya believe me now? Nobody can slip my knots. No seasoned sailor nor pretty Elf.” The Worgen boasted, taking a swig of his drink that he had carried with him from the tavern to the outside in search of rope to prove his boast. This being the port city of Boralus, one didn’t need to go far to find ship rigging rope in coils.
“Alright then, I believe you. Take this off.” She said a little defeated, but wearing a kind smile. It had all been in good sport after all. She raised her bound wrists to him for removal.
“Not so fast there, doll. There’s another knot I’d like to see you try to slip.” Scrimshaw’s voice turning more suggestive as he towered over Solaria. “If you think you can ‘andle it.” He taunted, using his clawed thumb and index finger to hold her chin.
Solaria’s eyes ran a course from the Worgen’s face downard to notice a growing bulge in his pants. Her mouth felt suddenly fuller with salivation and she wore a smile as mischievously suggestive as the Worgen’s words.
“Don’t you worry, that’s a knot I know how to handle.” She remarked with a boast of her own, sealing it with a sly and playful wink.