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commandershepardvasfuckit · 1 month ago

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Part 1 | Part 2

A third part with Daz’ai! There’s no real plot, but each part is a direct continuation of the previous. All can be read individually and make sense though you may miss a little context.

NSFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

M!zandalari troll x f!reader

Size difference, size kink, praise kink, cock warming

The gentle rocking of the ship was going to put you to sleep at this rate. You rolled onto your side and buried your face into Daz’ai’s chest, he was warm and smelled of wood and sea salt. His hands still glided up and down your back and sides while he pulled you as close to him as possible.

You reached a hand up and ran your fingers along one of his tusks, enjoying the feeling of cool ivory against your skin and wondering how much of it he felt too. Slowly you traced your fingers from the tip of one tusk to where it vanished into the side of his mouth.

Daz’ai caught you hand and softly kissed each of your fingers, “You have too many fingers” he chuckled.

“No, you don’t have enough” you said back.

“I have the right amount. Most of you either descended from trolls, or from titan constructs, and since trolls came first I clearly have the right amount then”.

You smushed your face harder into his chest in defeat. Being that the only sentient species actually native to the planet both only had three fingers he unfortunately had a point.

“Awww, are you pouting?” he cooed at you and placed a hand on the back of your head to gently stroke your hair, “I sure didn’t hear any complaints about my fingers when I had one in you”.

You grumbled incoherently into his chest.

“Don’t be like that now, my pretty little thing, don’t get shy now” he rolled onto his back and pulled you on top of him.

Typically you avoided being on top, often worrying about your chubby frame being uncomfortable for your partner under you, not with Daz’ai though. He was large, sturdy, and strong, he had lifted you several times with ease, and made it abundantly clear that he found your soft form very attractive.

You leaned forward and traced the tattoos that ran like a necklace along his collar bones. They were faintly raised off his skin and smooth to the touch, like no tattoo you had seen before.

“Did it hurt? Getting these?” you asked.

Daz’ai shrugged before answering, “It didn’t feel good, but I’ve dealt with worse”.

“I’ve seen a lot of people with similar tattoos”.

“Yes, they honor the loa and the royal family, and most people would prefer to stay on the good side of both”.

“So you had to get them then?”

“No, but I owe a lot to my loa and to my king, and now to Queen Talanji. They are a visual reminder of my devotion to my loa and my people”.

You let your hands wander down to his sides to trace the patterns on his ribs and across his stomach. Every single line was sharpe and perfect, all clean edges and crisp angles. “Your loa is Graal, right?” you asked.

“No, Paku” he answered.

“Not the Lord of the Ocean?”

“The ocean may be Graal’s domain, but ships do not sail without Paku’s winds” he tugged at the hem of your shirt, seemingly asking you if he could take it off.

You had somewhat been avoiding taking it off, still self conscious feeling at the idea of Daz’ai seeing all of you, but you gave him a nod anyway.

Gently he ran his hands up your sides under your shirt, lifting it up as he went, slowly revealing you to himself. As he reached your arms he carefully pulled the shirt off of you, leaving you finally naked.

“Absolutely incredible” he muttered as he reached a large hand up to cup one of your breasts. His hand was rough and calloused, but warm, and his touch was gentle. He alternated rolling and pinching your nipple and softly squeezing your breast, and you found yourself leaning into his touch.

“How are your legs?” he asked.

“Mostly fine now” you answered.

“Good, now take my hand” with his elbow pressed into the bed he offered you his free hand.

You awkwardly interlaced your five fingers with his three.

“Now, scoot back and use my hand as leverage to lift yourself”.

You did as he instructed, moving back until you were straddling his hips, balanced up on your knees while you used his hand to steady yourself. Patiently you watched his face, your heart racing while you waited for his instructions.

He did not speak though, he only bent his legs so that the tops of his thighs were now against your back while he watched you in return. A smirk played on his lips while he held your gaze, but still he did not speak.

What was probably only a few moments dragged by before the silence was finally broken.

“Are you getting shy again?” he teased and rolled his hips up, his shaft between your thighs and rubbing against your front even with you being up on your knees.

You reached down and traced your fingers up his shaft before wrapping your fingers around him, biting your lip when you realized you could not get your fingers fully around him. His tip was a bit more tapered than a human’s, which you hoped would help with taking his impressive size.

You braced against his legs and hand to lift yourself more, equal parts concerned and excited to fuck him finally, but happy he took his time preparing you. With your hand still on his cock you guided his tip into your entrance, slowly lowering yourself down to take his first few inches, pausing as needed to allow yourself time to adjust.

Daz’ai’s hand moved from your breast to the top of your thigh, gently squeezing and massaging where your leg met your hip, never looking away from you.

Goosebumps dotted you skin while tried to remember to breathe, his girth rubbing against every inch of you and making your toes curl even though you had only just begun. You stayed motionless, panting as you felt the little electric tingles race along your skin.

“Spirits, you’re a sight” he muttered, “Brave little thing too, only ever been with humans and then you jump straight to a zandalari” his chuckle filled the room, rich and warm, teasing but still affectionate.

“Does that feel good, pretty little thing? You’ve got a captain of the Golden Fleet pinned under you, all yours to play with how you want”.

Most of his long hair had slipped free from where it was tied back, messily framing his face. He was an incredible sight under you, though you laughed a bit to yourself at the thought of him being pinned down. Da’zai had more than proven his strength several times over, he was no more pinned down than a lion with a house cat on its tail.

With your free hand you reached down to grab the rest of his shaft that was not buried in you yet. You felt his cock throb in your hand and watched the rise and fall of his chest quicken, pleased that under his composed facade he seemed just as eager. Slowly you began to stroke him, the slick that leaked from your aching cunt coating your hand and making it easier to glide your hand up and down.

Now you were watching him back with the same intensity he had watched you with before. For the first time his eyes were closed and he was taking deep, steady breaths through parted lips.

“Does that feel good, handsome?” you teased him back.

Without opening his eyes he smirked before speaking, “I’ve been hard for the last hour, so yeah it feels incredible actually”.

Tentatively you bounced on your knees just the smallest amount, testing to see how much more of him you could take now and to see if you could get a reaction out of him. Another few inches pushed into your already overstretched pussy, his tip pressing lightly into your cervix and it was still only two-thirds or so of his length.

Still he did not move or react outside of a few sighs. One hand still rubbing your hip and the other still entwined with yours while you balanced against it, but he made no attempts to grind up against you or thrust.

You whined as you tried to take more of him, not used to feeling it so deep.

“Don’t hurt yourself, little one. This is your first time like this, right? I have no where to be, so take your time because I’m more than happy to spend a day like this” he was breathing heavy, clearly holding himself back from doing anything.

You closed your eyes and focused on breathing. Between how wonderfully he stretched you out and the feeling of his tip barely pressing into your cervix you were already on the verge of finishing. You reached down to rub your clit but quickly Daz’ai moved his grip from your hip to instead push your hand aside and rub your clit with the same steady pace as he did before.

It did not take much for you to finish, softly bouncing on his cock while he played with your clit. Your whole body shuddered from the tingly waves of pleasure and you no longer had the strength to hold yourself up, instead leaning your full weight back onto his bent legs.

“You look so good like this,” his hand was back on your hip, “all tired and satisfied and still on my cock. Will you be good for me and let me continue if I promise to go slow?”

“Mmmm” you nodded, unable to find words but more than happy to let him go on.

“That’s a good girl, I’m just going to get you nice and comfy, ok?” gently he shifted you off of him and onto your back with ease and folded one of your legs up towards your chest, “And you’re going to tell me if anything is too much, ok?”

You nodded, still catching your breath and too tired to speak.

Slowly he began pressing into you, making you whine from the overstimulation but your toes still curled from how good he felt. He pressed his forehead against yours, his tusks on either side of your face pinning you down even more. His sized dwarfed you, making you feel small and helpless in an exciting way. He kept the brunt of his weight of you and instead leaned on his elbows on either side of you, intentionally or not trapping you under him farther.

“Look how well you’re doing now that you’re so tired and relaxed. You can take all of me, can’t you?” he cooed.

Your eyes were watering from the feeling of him pressing into your cervix, you swore you could practically feel it in your stomach from how deep he was. There was something about him that made you want to listen to him, just do as he asked. He was charismatic and charming, he spoke with a commanding but gentle tone, and something about the way he looked at you made you want to follow his every word.

“Good girl, I knew you could do it” he praised you as he bottomed out.

You whimpered and squirmed under him, caught between feeling amazing and uncomfortable and unsure how to process the conflicting feelings. Slowly you felt him slide out a few inches, momentarily relieving the uncomfortable pressure, before taking his time pressing back into you completely. He kept a steady pace, sliding out just a bit more each time until he was nearly pulling out entirely with every stroke.

“Does that feel good?” he asked.

“Yes” you struggled out, you felt breathless every time he bottomed out, leaving your voice a strained whine.

“Good, it’s no fun for me if you aren’t enjoying it. Call it kindness, or just my need to have my ego stroked, I do like hearing how good I am” he teased.

“You feel so fucking good” you managed between soft moans.

“I’m going to be a little rougher with you then, ok?”

“Mmhmm” at this point you felt so boneless you were more than happy to let him do anything he wanted.

He picked up his pace, roughly thrusting into you each time as he finally lost his composure. Each thrust sending a shockwave through you and Daz’ai seemed more than happy to look down and watch how it made your tits bounce.

You felt the familiar tightness building in your core again as he sped up, your breath hitched which only seemed to encourage him more.

“Cum for me, I need to feel you” he was panting in your ear.

You buried your face into his neck and moaned against his skin. You felt every throb of his cock in you as you clenched around him, every bit of your body felt tingly as you came again, exhausted and overstimulated but still feeling absolutely incredible.

With a few particularly rough thrusts you felt the warmth of his cum filling you, stretching you out just a bit more but unable to escape because of his girth. He was moaning the most incredible sounds, he lips so close to your ear with how you had nestled against his neck.

He said nothing, but maneuvered to roll onto his back and get you on top of him with him still inside you. “You did so well, I didn’t think you’d be able to take it all the first time” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“Yeah” you panted, surprised too, but he did spend a hell of a long time on foreplay you supposed.

“I leave tomorrow around midday, you should come by before then” he said.

Right now you were too tired to respond, or even think. He was running his fingers up and down your back and putting you to sleep while you laid on his chest, at this point you did not even care that his dick was still in you.

“Going to sleep, little one?” he asked.

“Mmm” you mumbled into his chest.

“That’s alright, I’m sure you’re exhausted. You just rest as long as you want, we can chat later” he kissed the top of your head again, “Though if you don’t mind, I think I’ll sleep much better feeling you still squeezing my cock like this”.

You mumbled another “Mmm” into his chest.

“That’s a good girl”.

Part 4

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