I'm back! And this time I bring you some more cute romantic fuggin' between Aethera and her pretty-boy boyfriend/bottom, Zozu. I love the contrast of this pairing and you know I'll take any excuse to highlight Night Elf back muscles whenever I can.
Two years have passed since their faithful meeting at a moonwell in Val’sharah, yet Aethera and Zozu have remained together ever since. Zozu left behind Durotar, the ancestors and what little remained of his family to come to a land that really doesn’t see very many Orcs at all. At the beginning he had worried if the overwhelmingly Kaldorei population there would accept him, but he need not worry at all – as soon as they knew he was Aethera’s boy, he was most welcome.
Even Aethera’s daughter, Val, was most welcoming and kind. She would often check in on him and help him adjust to Kaldorei culture, as well as making sure her mother wasn’t being too hard on him. She knew full well how tough and stoic Aethera was after all.
Aethera wasn’t the most emotionally open person, that was for sure. In fact it was often quite difficult to get read on her, but as time went on he began to pick up on her tells and signs. He could even tell her cold stares apart in some cases. Folding her arms with a cold stare usually meant she was deep in thought, even if her expression made it seem as if she was annoyed. Sinking one of her fangs into her bottom lip now and again usually meant something or someone was bugging her.
The sign he picked up on most was how she rolled her strong, wide shoulders. That was something she did when she was about to fight or looking to fuck. Thankfully it was always the latter around Zozu. She loved to wrestle in bed, even if he had no real chance of beating her at it. She found it fun all the same. He did too, especially when the wrestling turned to cuddling and kissing. With her deep motherly and raspy voice whispering the things into his ear that she’d never say out loud or around others. Being so cold and closed off as she was. That stoic Warden had a warm heart, but only he got to see it and that just made him feel all the more special.
In the bedroom she was a mighty lover. That too had been difficult to adjust to, even for an Orc. The weight she threw down behind her thrusts and the rough lovemaking she preferred was murder on a man’s pelvis. The rumours of her breaking beds and in some cases fracturing the pelvis’ of her male lays were not unfounded after all. Zozu wasn’t immune to that treatment, but unlike all those other lays of Aethera, he was the only one getting cuddled after. There was love behind every deep penetrating thrust of her strap-on and it was all for him.